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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
I am Shazia (name changed). I am 19 years old and live in Lahore. I am fair complexioned with a height of 5.5. I am slim and smart and most will consider me quite beautiful. This is a true adventure which happened to me two years back.
My joining the University was a dream come true. I had joined B.Sc. Honours Programme. In the class, the girls and boys were nearly equal. Most of the girls were quite conservative, clad in burqas, chaddars or large dupattas. They were shy and reluctant to talk to boys. I had no such inhibitions. Being brought up in a liberal and free environment, I used to often wear jeans and trousers with t-shirts, or if clad in shalwar-qameez, did not care to wear dupatta. In a few days, I became the most coveted girl. Every boy desired to court friendship with me or if I am not mistaken, was part of his sexual fantasies. I found that all the boys while talking to me could not contain themselves constantly watching my breasts. And most will have to conceal their bulges showing from within their pants. It was this power on guys which made me to satisfy some of my latent desires.
Most of the boys were not worth it. But three of them I really liked. Of the three, I chose Faraz (name changed) for my adventure. He was attractive: fair-coloured, tall, nearly 6 feet and was broad-shouldered. He also belonged to some aristocratic family. We started talking on second day of our start of classes. On third day, the whole class was given an assignment and I invited Faraz to my house in the evening to discuss it. Both my parents, being doctors, were on their private clinics. I was alone. I wore a see-through white shirt which completely revealed my black bra and a tight black jeans. He came at 5’O clock. I invited him in and we sat in the T.V. lounge. We started talking about our studies and assignment. We did some preliminary work on the assignment. Then we started talking about our families and friends and what we liked and disliked. He told me that he liked watching English movies and Titanic and its heroin Kate Winslet was his favourite. I asked him did he watch Titanic in a Pakistani cinema or on video. He told me that he saw it in a cinema. Then I told him laughingly that in that case he would not have seen Kate’s breasts which were being censored in cinema. He was amazed to hear my bold remarks. He then said that yes he did not see them but they would have been very beautiful. At this time, he was eagerly watching my breasts and he had developed a bulge in his pant. I told him would you like to see the movie; it was in my bed-room and we could watch it together. He readily agreed. We now shifted to my bedroom. I installed Titanic on my computer and while sitting on close-by chairs, we started to watch movie. Then came the scene in which Kate came naked and the hero, de Caprio, made his portrait and then followed the erotic scene in which the two fucked each other in the back of a car. Both of us were now excited and aroused. Faraz’s bulge in the pant was enormous and was quite visible.
I purposely fixed my eyes towards it and in a serious way, asked him: ‘what is happening to you’.
Faraz said shame-facedly: ‘Sorry, Shazia. Kate’s boobs were irresistible. I am unable to control myself.’
I said: ‘ya. She has fine breasts. But I loved to see them making love and Kate being fucked by Caprio.’
Faraz, emboldened by my remarks, stood up and without any inquiry, put his lips on mine. They were hot and he did not have to make any effort to enter my mouth. My lips parted and his tongue entered my mouth. We were now French kissing. His saliva was delicious and tasty. He then put his right hand on my left breast and started stroking it. His touch was arousing me. I put my left hand on his bulge and started stroking his manhood. Like all boys, he got instantly excited. When he retrieved his tongue, I put mine in his mouth. He was now swallowing my juice. I now opened the button of his jeans and put my hand inside. I could just feel by touching it from the outside of his underwear that it was huge. He now opened the buttons of my shirt and he helped me put off my shirt. I was now wearing only bra. He was kissing my body. I also now stood up and we slowly came to bed. I opened his shirt and cast it away. I then caught his jeans and slowly removed them. He was now naked except for his underwear. From inside his white undies, his large cock was quite visible. He was now lying on his back on the bed and I was caressing his manly built body. It was really hard and warm. His chest was large and hairy which I really loved. I picked his underwear and removed it in no time. There it was which I had, till then, only seen in pictures and movies. A huge, 8” long, round, fleshy but hard as an iron rod. I was sure that no girl could resist it, even the so-called burqa¬-clad, purdah-observing girls would love to see it, suck it and fucked by it.
Faraz when saw me eagerly watching it: ‘Shazia, tumhain maira lorra kaisa lage’ [Shazia, did you like my cock]
I said: ‘Faraz, it is irresistible. You should show it to every girl in the class. No one will be able to resist it. You can fuck each and every girl of the world with it.”
With these words, I just rushed over it and started sucking it like a mad girl. I was licking his long cock from shaft to the tip and at the tip, I just put it in my mouth as far as it could go and sucked it with my mouth. Faraz was constantly making voices of pleasure: aaaaaaaahhhh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. And then it was an explosion in my mouth. Faraz had come in my mouth with a big load of his love juice. He filled my mouth completely. It was tasty, a bit saltish but I really enjoyed swallowing all his love juices, amidst his pleasure moans of aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.
The story does not end here. It is just the beginning. How did we proceed to real fuck. How did then we involve the whole class, even the conservative boys and girls. It is an erotic adventure. Keep waiting for the next instalment.
My name is Shazia. Any boy or girl, especially from Lahore, who would like to contact and share his erotic stories, pictures or adventure can email me at zywxvuts@gmail.com
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