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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Chandru, working in a Pvt. Firm. I am 24, very athletic, 5’5”, whitish and weighing 59Kg. I had a life turning experience in my life 2years ago. I was learning Carnatic music from a renowned musician (Brahmin) from Chennai, must be at the age of 80 and bed ridden for the past 2years after a mild cardiac arrest. He was staying in Mylapore with his daughter Priya and husband. Though he was bed ridden, was a very particular and honest taking class. I had classes any 4days in every week except Saturday and Sunday and a long relationship with my Guru’s family for more than 3years.
About Priya, 26, a female with beautiful eyes, brown skin, lean figure, must be 32-30-36 (never asked). By the statistics itself you will get an idea about her exceptional buttocks. Her boobs were not that large but were well shaped and projected since she was skinny. Priya is a very jovial type character and we were close enough to go together for shopping (I had a bike) sometimes since her husband was in Trichy (was working in a temple). She got married one year before this particular incident happened and had a happy married life. I used to make fun of her saying that her husband will have more business from back since she had huge buttocks. She used to take my comments lightly but knew she had atypical buttocks and proud of it. She was very casual with me as I often get hits from her boobs whenever we go together in bike, but never found any other interest than that from both of us and neither thought it was deliberate also.
As usual on a Thursday morning I went there for class at around 10. She came and opened the door with a pleasing smile. She requested me to accompany for shopping since she wanted to buy a pair of footwear for my master (her father). We decided to go after my class and she told me to get ready finishing her domestic work in an hour. By 11 I finished my class and came to the drawing room. They were staying in a 2bed room flat, one occupied by my master and other by Priya and husband. The drawing room was in between the rooms and the toilet right on the middle of the hall (not attached).
I could see the light was on in the toilet, guessed she is taking bath. I switched on the TV and heard her shouting from the toilet to kill time for 10minutes. I told her to take her own time and cracked a joke saying it will take at least 10minutes time just to clean her massive buttocks itself. She threatened me to give me back once she is out for this remark. I could hear he sound of water pouring and after some time stopped and she came out hurrying as I was watching TV. She pulled my hair and threatened to pull it off if I don’t stop make fun of her buttocks. Relieved me after getting a promise from me. She was wearing a cotton white pajama / kurta. It was very light and see-through as I could see a outline of her white bra. She was not wearing any slip inside. I thought she was not so conscious about the dress as she was customary in her movements.
As she was drying her hair in front of the fan, watching the TV, I got a chance to see her lovely round buttocks for the first time very closely. The stripe created by her thick-laced panty was visible since she was wearing those thin clothes. The thoughts of her huge buttocks covered with panty really turned me on but kept my cool. Priya went inside, got ready in 5 minutes and came out with a sexy fragrance, lip glow on and asked me whether it is ok with her. I told her to wipe off little bit lip glow since it was giving too much shine. She wiped off with her hanky, locked the door and got down through stairs (from the second floor).
I calculatingly followed her so that I can see her rear view once again and was excited to see her bra, panty outlines through her thin dress. My dick was getting hard as we reached the parking lot. Some how I managed myself, finished shopping, came back to leave her. I was in a urgency to make home so that I can release my enlarged dick.
I had to go up, as she wanted me to have some cool drink and go since it was too scorching and both of us soaked in sweat. Priya smelled really sexy (aroma of her body spray) when raised her hands to tie her hair since her armpits were drenched in sweat. The scene of her drenched armpits, site of her bra/panty outlines (once again while she was climbing up stairs) with the sexy aroma was giving a tough time for my dick since I was wearing a tight jeans (and short shirt). This time her bra was more evident since her white kurta was wet with sweat and I could even see that one of the hooks of her bra was missing. She opened the door, asked me to wait in the drawing room and closed the door for change of clothes. My master was sleeping next room and it was too closed.
I started fondling my dick recollecting those lovely scenes and suddenly she came out after change. Fortunately she didn’t see my activity and went inside the kitchen. She just removed her pajama and was wearing the unchanged white Kurta (long; covering till knee) added fuel to the fire. She often wears only kurta at home but with petticoat below. First time I see her without anything down. What happened now is her panty outline was even more prominent and whenever stretched gave a blistering site for my eyes. I was not sure whether she was noticing me but I was in full exploitation of the theses lovely scenes, knew that wont get many chances for a bachelor in his life pre- marriage.
Priya came with two glasses of cool drinks and sat next to me after switching on the TV. Her aroma was killing me, some how kept on controlling myself from any kind of over reactions. After 2minutes the phone rang and she got up to pick up the call, which was kept on the opposite side of the room. As she got up I saw her kurta squeezed between her buttocks since she had the huge mountains on her back. She came back with the codeless phone (her friend was online), going to sit in the same place next to me; I tried to put across the message to her by pointing my finger on her back. Initially she thought I was making fun of her. On the second attempt Priya go the message and to my great surprise conveyed me to correct her dress with lip moment since she was over phone.
It was not expected. My hands were shivering with high ecstasy, pulled her hand, made Priya close to me, entered my right hand in between the gap of her dress and legs (I could feel the heat) pulled the dress back without touching any of her body parts though I really wanted to but not attempted because of her doubtful reaction. Priya was busy or acting as if she was not aware about what I am doing was busy on the phone. I thought it was the right opportunity to at least touch her mountains and brushed my palm through the bulged outline of her panty softly and took off my hand in fear of her reaction if exceeds the limit. I gave her a confirmation by hand message and she sat down on my right but this time so close yet touching me.
She was sipping the juice, talking to her and gave me the glass to put it on the table after finishing, as I was really getting sexy with her smell. She was speaking over phone, raised her left hand to run her fingers through her hair, made her left sharp breast and soaked armpits exposed to me. She was in a different world speaking over phone and adjusted her bra by pulling down with her left hand (it must have moved up because of only one hook support). She moved the phone from her right hand to left hand, now could get more of her armpit smell since her hand was raised and with the right hand started scratching her left inner thigh. I was not sure whether it was deliberately performed but definitely made me really turn on.
I told her that I am leaving by hand signals and got up from the sofa. To my surprise she held my left hand and told me to sit by gestures. I stood up and moved towards the TV where I could find some magazines and took one. As I was coming back to the seat she finished her call, put the phone back and came to attack me for teasing her during phone call. I again teased her saying that her buttocks are hungry as it was trying to eat your kurta itself. She asked me with a smile about my deliberate touching of her panty line!!! I was shocked that she noticed my ploy. I was scared she will take this very seriously but a different approach came from her, which enlightened me with lots of surprise and enthuse.
By now I thought I will confess everything so that if luck favors, would get a chance to progress in my effort to at least touch her with her permission. Though it was risk but thought it would be worth if she reacts to my line. To my luck she reacted in fact responded to my line, came close to me, told me to put my foot wear inside so that any body comes should not be suspicious and switched off the doorbell also. She took me to the bedroom and closed the door. For me everything was a dream come true, cold not believe its happening between us.
The moment she closed the door I hugged her tightly, she also responded hugging me hard. We didn’t speak any word for the next 3minutes, but chewed each other’s lips vigorously. It seemed she was waiting for me to take any kind of initiation, enjoying shouting my name frequently and pulling my hair with pleasure. I started running my hands through her panty line above her kurta and she responded murmuring to lift the kurta and do the same. Instead of lifting I entered my hands through the side slit and started running my palm through the outline of panty. I think she really enjoyed me doing that and made a move to grip my dick over my jeans with her right hand. The already swelled dick went one step ahead and I could feel my pilot juice started flowing.
The moment she closed the door I hugged her tightly, she also responded hugging me hard. We didn’t speak any word for the next 3minutes, but chewed each other’s lips vigorously. It seemed she was waiting for me to take any kind of initiation, enjoying shouting my name frequently and pulling my hair with pleasure. I started running my hands through her panty line above her kurta and she responded murmuring to lift the kurta and do the same. Instead of lifting I entered my hands through the side slit and started running my palm through the outline of panty. I think she really enjoyed me doing that and made a move to grip my dick over my jeans with her right hand. The already swelled dick went one step ahead and I could feel my pilot juice started flowing.
I made her lay on the bed and placed my self on top of her. My dick was hitting in between her legs. Both of us were sweating in spite of fan in full speed; may be because of rush of blood. I started chewing her lips, kissing her neck, licking them to taste her salty sweat. She was moving up down with her waist like a fucking movement and shouting me to go down and work. I started fondling her breasts; she was stretching backwards whenever I griped her nipple. I tried to remove her kurta buttons but she didn’t allow me to open full. So my effort to see the nipples of a young woman not fulfilled, but Priya was enjoying my massage as she put my hands back if I stop doing it.
I started coming down kissing her belly, spot between her legs, thigh, but with the kurta on. As soon as her flesh exposed from knee, I began my journey upwards. But this time took her kurta up with the motion. At last I exposed her printed panty with black elastic and piping on the side, but she closed her legs denying me a good view of the narrow part of her panty. I further went up, kissed her belly and gave a nice lick to her naval. She was moaning with high pleasure, widened her legs slowly but definitely and accommodated my waist in between. I could feel the heat between her legs. By now her legs were part, gave my head nice access to the joint of her legs. She smelled so sexy; her aroma of juice was making me wild. It had a mild smell of her urine, which made me stick there for some time. She was pressing my head to her pussy (her cotton panty wet).
She showed me the way by putting her hand inside the elastic of the panty and put my hand also inside. I did not take much time to slide down her panty as she raised her buttocks, helped me removing faster. She was looking at me for my next step. I took her panty and smelled it. It was full of her discharge and soaked with sweat also. Her leg joint was full of thick hair, typical India woman pussy. She took the panty from me, wiped her pussy by spreading her legs and threw to the floor. By now I was geared up to inspect her hot hole. I bend down kissing and licking both the inner thighs and reached the hot spot by spreading her legs side ways. By now even Priya was irrepressible and impatient for my touch on her hole. She had a fat black outer lips and the discharge was very heavy, flowing from the bottom of her pussy covering her ass hole also.
I ran my index finger to her outer lips and ass hole out of curiosity as Priya was stretching reverse moaning high with pleasure and told me to chew it. I ripped her outer lips and started chewing like a French kiss. Her juice was smelled so nice with not that salty. Her pussy hair was thick line used shoe brush. Every time I pulled the lips she caught my hair with high power, which showed the kind of pleasure she was going through. I was really on fire with her response to my job, pierced my tongue deep inside, moved it in a circular motion by holding her huge soft buttocks lifted for better gravity. Priya hold the railing of the bed and moved her waist up & down to get my tongue to clean her hot hole. We moved like this for about 2minutes and relieved as she was out of gas lifting her heavy back. My nose was full of her juice.
I opened her hole with both hands to have a nice look at her clit. It was not that prominent till I started rolling my tongue. It swelled and projected like a small capsule. I slowly put my right middle finger inside her wet pussy and started moving with rhythm along with the lick on her cunt and left middle finger inside her naval rotating. She started moaning loudly (luckily master was on sleep and room was also sound proof with all the windows closed) as it was too much for her and started screaming to increase the pace. I obeyed like a child since I was getting immense satisfaction watching and listening to her cry for the ultimate pleasure. I slowly increase the pace, did it for around 3minutes as she started showing the symptoms of reaching orgasm. She stretched back like a thin tree in the wind and exploded with a shiver screaming my name ‘Chandru’ 2/3 times and pressed my head close to her pussy for about 1minute. She was breathing very heavy.
Once she released my head, started licking her cunt gently to chill her down. The bed beneath her pussy was full of her discharge, it was still coming out, hot and almost like water mixed with starch. She got up and gave a nice chew on my lips and told me she never had an orgasm like this even during intercourse with her husband (may be lack of enough foreplay from him). Her eyes were glowing and apologized to me for not allowing me to fuck (may be she was highly emotional to her marriage; I never asked). Both of us got off from the bed and she took me in front of a full size mirror on the Almarah, unbuttoned, unzipped my jeans and pulled it down till knee by hugging from behind. As her erected nipples were trying to pierce my back she pushed my brief also down to expose my swelling rode. Though I have medium sized dark dick but it is broader by volume. It was standing upright with all these activities happened in the last 15minutes.She told me to widen my legs so that she can grip my balls also.
Priya was amazed to see the hardness of my dick and told me she would love to put something like this in hers. She slowly peeled my fore skin to see my pinky head tip as it was slippery with my pilot juice. She started rolling her index finger on it to give more pleasure. I could see her experience doing this by her hand -eye coordination since she was looking at the mirror for my reaction too. She started moving my fore skin up and her left hand was busy fondling my balls. This was some thing I never experienced since during masturbation it is highly impossible to concentrate in 2 activities. More over it was the first time some one else doing the job for me that’s too a hot young lady. As she continued for about 2minutes with high pace, kissing and licking my back neck also, I placed both my hands on her buttocks, pressed her as close as possible and exploded straight on the mirror with a huge moan and large quantity of hot liquid. I have never this huge amount of juice in any of my previous masturbating sessions.
I turned and started kissing her wild on her lips as she put her tongue deep inside me. She was complaining that she missed scene of my dick spitting. I appreciated Priya for giving me a nice hand job (some how I felt she was not that keen for blow job; I never put pressure also). After some more minutes we departed. While she was cleaning the mirror I went inside the toilet, cleaned myself and came back and she turned to toilet. I saw her panty lying on the bed full of juice. I was unrolling putting the panty back to shape as she entered the room and told me to leave it since it has to go for a heavy wash. I asked her permission to posses it and with a smile she gave it to putting it in a cover.
Priya and I had so many occasions together for almost one year from there, never had intercourse but enjoyed moments with extreme ecstasy. She used to tell me that I was able to show her “seventh heaven” most of the time, but failed to attain the same in spite of intercourse with her husband (may be lying but I was not bothered as long as I enjoyed Priya without any trouble and cost). Everything stopped when my master expired and she migrated to Trichy with her husband. We don’t have contact now, but I still keep her panty unwashed for those lovely hot memories. It must have lost all the smell but all the stains of her discharge, always help me masturbate vigorously.send your feed backa at chanvivek_2005@rediff.com
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