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The Local Bus - By Female Author

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<div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">About me, a chubby girl of 22 stated 34-30-36, wheatish color with mid length hair. I was doing my graduation that time in a college which is about 15 KM from my home. Since to my easiness, I stated this in present tense. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It’s a formal Monday of my college which I have to be frustrated to get off bed early(I think everyone).  It is raining for the past two days, I expected a holiday till now, but it is too late. I should go for college since my attendance is little lagging (just 67%). Though I had done my morning works faster, it is quite late. I used to college bus for transportation. My friend called me that bus was already left my stop. No way back now. I have to go for college by any how. As usual my mom scolded as I was lazy on my studies and I wont be survive if I m married.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">By somehow I reached my stop with my dad’s help (he can do such things only that too without clue to my mom. he he..). Even though I used my umbrella is drenched a bit and to my fate I wore a white kamiz and patiyala, which little bit revealing me. Since it is quite late stop is free now but some glimpses on me from the few people. In a few minutes I got the bus, but I have to stand. I managed myself that I can sit as people may get down in further stops.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">This bus goes for a quite longer route to a remote village but you know how local buses would be. Though it may take hardly 30 min to my college by my college bus, this local bus would take more than 45min.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">In a few stops, I came to know that government has announced holiday for schools but not for colleges (Hell?!?  These guys cannot make this decision even in early morning, whatever I have to move on). This route had got some of the elementary schools and middle schools. They got burst into the bus happily by screaming. I watched them jealously and cursed the government. (That only I can do).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Since they cannot hold the upper rod of the bus I managed to center and made them to stand by the side bar. That’s the first mistake I had done. Those children… No they are not children those students are only to my chest. Of course few women were there but they are seated. So they themselves made the students to sit on their legs and made stand them between the seat and their legs.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It is not a prime time, so there wouldn’t be more buses. Because of that more and more students get into the bus as the bus halts on the oncoming schools. We cannot the blame the driver, if he didn’t stop at schools, then at least two stones would hit the windows.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I declared I can’t sit today and its only a half distance to my college. But it is jam packed now and definitely there would be more than 70 or 80 students and some 40 adults standing and sitting. Adults somewhat managed to hold the upper rods. Poor students what they can do? They just hold on to the sidebars and the peoples. Some grown students got to the steps as it would be safer than these little monsters.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">The poorest people are those they are seated. They are filled by the monsters bags and there lunch bags. They can’t even move a bit since many where hold on to them. I am only 5.2 but it is more than enough for these monsters to hold on me like a sidebar. There were a crowd surrounded the each adult. Though I stand near the girls side I m the last women from the bus front. So I had girl monsters on my right and remaining three sides were boy monsters (like a peninsula or island or whatever). But I got only the little monsters around me, aged about 9 to 12 something.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">At first they hold on to my clothes, as this is a government laid road ( that too in rainy season) u know how it would be. I scared my clothes would tore off if they hang to this. People started shouting on this monsters, I felt bad about that people. Now I understand that they would also have situation like me and  I too started disgusted and removed their hands forcefully from me.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Girls started pleading that “ akka, nikka mudleka. Kochukathinga akka,pleaska”na( please, I cant stand. Please don’t anger on us). So I too felt pity, and told them to hold my hand and not to pull my clothes.(This is my second mistake and the blunder one).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I held the rod with one hand and the girls on my right hold another hand). Boy monsters said nothing they got hold my legs that I didn’t said anything to the boys now since they are little. But bus got more pressure and jumped on each pothole. It is raining outside the bus, since the bus got over crowd its being a little darker. Bus started leaking inside the bus. Due to the sweating because of the crowd and leaking water I got even more drenched.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Kamiz I wore is up to my waist only. So these monsters hold my two legs with their hands and made it separate. That is I opened my legs a little wider. Due to my fragrance they got no shame on sticking to me. Knowingly or unknowingly they patted their heads to my waist in front near my crotch and to my ass.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">This tickling sensation was new to me. Though I masturbate I am a virgin and this feel was new to me. Some monsters played on the embroidery in my kamiz by pulling the juns and the threads. Since I wore shimmy I doesn’t wear panty but shimmy was enough up to my thighs. But I held the upper rod so that shimmy pushed upward. My patiyala is a printed material and some monsters played that with there nails. This aroused me more. Though my conscious warned me it s a public, what else I can do. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">But situation got worse that monsters holding to my legs pulled my apart for their support and got hold near my crotch area. Patiyala is quite loose enough to get their hands to my crotch area and that is best tickling that excited me ever. Those monsters didn’t know what it is and what for is? (I believe so). Since the shimmy can cover from only front and back not from my legs, somehow a monster pulled my pussy hair over my clothes a bit , I got a shock over my body, automatically I pulled my legs closer. So that, the monster’s hands was in my pussy. They grinded the pussy well and patted my front and ass.  I aroused like a whore, I massaged my boobs myself with my hands covering it with my shawl. I managed to not cum because it would notice the monsters and they might think that I m peeing and if they shout I m peed, it would be a shame. So I managed to not cum by massaging the boobs and stop it suddenly. So that, I got aroused and frustrated alternatively. In a 5 min, my college came. I burst to the steps and got out from the bus. Since they all were from village they still on board and it is a safety too. I m the only one got down from the bus at my college stop.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I rushed immediately to the toilet in college. I noticed that still a tickling is in my pussy when I m walked. I get into the toilet and raised my kamiz , I came to know that some length of patiyala was inserted to my pussy  from front till my ass. I slowly pulled the clothe out of my pussy that effect killed me and I immediately had a orgasm there itself. I washed myself and get into the class.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I hope that you enjoyed the story  and please make comments…</div></div>

The Local Bus - By Female Author

About me, a chubby girl of 22 stated 34-30-36, wheatish color with mid length hair. I was doing my graduation that time in a college which ...

Mom Sandwiched By Two Uncle

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<div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">my mom is house wife and let me describe her physical look and she is 45 years old bit fat not much with two sexy and juicy pair of boobs </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Approx 36 and nice well curved figure with good ass and fair complexion. I would like if all boys can imagine her n do whatever they want with her and you can also mail about her on my mail as described above in our town and I have two families included in my relatives both are my uncles from dads side and they used to come home every day and they are very close to us. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I noticed one thing when my uncles came to home everytime and they used to look at mom in some different way and also mom would response her differently actually she is really hot without clothes. I saw her once without clothes in her bedroom when she was changing. I’ve got very hard and one fine day when I went to college and came to know that it was half day due to some staff meeting so I ran to home early 3hours than on regular days. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I reached home I found bike of my elder uncle and car of another younger uncle. I thought they might have become for some work. I opened main gate and found that door was locked from inside and I tried bell but unfortunately it was switched off from inside. I found somethng wrong and I went at back side of our house where there is a door from kitchen and it was open and so I came in n there was too silence and no one was there on ground floor.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I thought mom had been somewhere out so and I went to first floor and there I saw bedroom of mom was closed and then I came to know that mom wasnt out and she is in bed room and up to my approximation she might be with uncles only. I got excited n tried to have view for that I went next room wich was mine and there was one hole in the wall of the room which was done to bring wires and was left as it is.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I quickly viewed and as expected both my uncle’s wer sitting on bed and sandwiching mom between them and were hugging her and mom too was enjoying with both of them and one uncle said your husband is mad that he leaves you and goes far from you and hearing this mom replied ha ha thank to him bhaiya uski wajah se hi to me aap dono ki hui hu and I was shocked listening such things from my mom and uncle then said</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Ha jaaneman hu bahut lucky he jo tumhe uski kami ka fayda de rahe he. Mom laughed and said 'me sirf tum dono ki hu jo chahe wo karo mere sath tumhare bade bhai ki bwiw ko jab bhi chodne ka man kare to aa jana me Hamesha apni tang failaye tum dono k liye tadapti hoo on hearing this one of uncle took her in arms and was kissing on her forehead and then on cheeks lips and sucked her neck.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Other uncle then started suckin her back and encirlcled his hands around mom’s waist and was pampering her waist. Mom was breathing heavily and was holding one uncle tight and enjoying their hands and kiss elder uncle the kissed her soft lips full of lipsstick and bite on her lower lip and sucked it wildly other uncle then removed her blouse and was pressing her boobs from top of black bra and was pinching her nipples.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">My mom now invited both uncle to kiss her lips and all three were now kissin together and their saliva was falling on moms milky white boobs and within 5mins moms both breasts wer soaked and shining with saliva of both uncle and mom said aaj tum dono muje bahut buri tara chhodo ek dum gandi tara me tum doni ki kutti hu elder uncle looked at other uncle and smiled and told mom to sit on knees on floor.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Mom sat on floor on her knees and both of them started tearing her clothes younger uncle broke hook of mom’s bra and made her melons free and they started hanging. I saw tht moms boobs wer shining soo much due to saliva and her nipples were erect then one by one both uncle torn all clothes of mom and made her naked younger uncle stand in front of my mom and elder one went behing her and both </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I started pouring their urine on mom and mom was taking hot golden shower of urine by the time she was fully wet of urine and drops were moving down from her nipples and then my mom was holding cock of younger uncle and was shaking it too hard and was playing with his balls uncle was moaning slightly and told sirf hilayegi ya muh me bhi legi? </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Mom smiled and said sabra karo bhaiya pehle ekdum bada ho jaye fir khub chusungi and then mom put his cock in her mouth and started sucking like lollipop ane licking on it’s entire length other uncle was fingering moms pussy and making her too excited for approx 1minutes mom gave hot blowjob to uncle and then switched to elder uncle's cock and started sucking it while sucking her hands were busy shaking other cock and both were treating mom like perfect raand.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Now mom said ab nahi raha jata please muje chod dalo and then younger uncle made her slept on bed and mom widen her legs and inviting the cock yonger uncle kept his cock in her pussy lips and were making it wet with her juices and then entered fully in just one shot. Mom cried loudly in pain and pleasure and then started responding to every jerk by the time othe uncle went to moms mouth and kept his cock on her </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Mouth and pushed it inside mom was also sucking that cock while getting fucked younger uncle fucked her for 15 minutes and told mera cream nikale ne wala he janu. Mo worriedly said jaldi nikal lo warna problem ho jayegi aur mere muh me do uncle took out his cock and gave her and mom took whole load in her mouth and drank each and every drop and then mom said to elder uncle''chalo ab aapki bari tum </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Bhi muje is se bhi zyada chodna elder uncle nodded his head and started penetrating in her pussy and started fuckin mom like hell. Mom was moaning too loudly and enjoying till then younger uncle sucked her boobs and was trying to excite her as much as he can and suddenly mom came and moaned loudly and said to uncle to cum outside of her pussy elder. Uncle then removed his cock and sprinkled his sperm on her face and mom was trying to lick it with her fingers.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;"><br />
</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Mom then cleaned his cock also like his slave. All three of them went to bathroom and took shower together after coming out one uncle said meri randi tuje maza to aya na? Mom smiled and replied ha bhaiya tumhari is rakhail ko bahut maza aya ek saath do do lund lekar and both uncle huged her and left home after that. This is how my mom enjoyed with both my uncles at same time. </div></div>

Mom Sandwiched By Two Uncle

my mom is house wife and let me describe her physical look and she is 45 years old bit fat not much with two sexy and juicy pair of boobs ...

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<div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">This is Sam. My desire for sex with women’s is very high. I feel sex is to be experienced in every manner/quarters. Sam (33 Yrs) from Delhi (basically from south). 5.9 Height, 90 Kgs, dark, tall, and a small tummy. Looking out for ladies (who are 30+), who are unsatisfied b’cause of any reason.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">This incident happened to me once I was chatting in delhi room of yahoo. I received a message from a lady named Renuka. Unknowingly I had started chatting with her. Later I came to know that she had lost her hubby sometime back. Sensed her as if she misses something in her personal life. Asked her “how she feels about sex”, and I was very right, she was very sexy & romantic.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">But missed everything in toto. She was bit too shy on this subject. We had ended our chat on the first day. Some more days had gone, I got her again, as I had added. We both introduced once again to each other. What happened to this day, don’t know she asked me, if I can help her relieve her tension. I asked her “how come”. She asked me if we can meet in person privately.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">I was the first person to say a big Yes. She asked for my phone number. I was very much hesitant, hence asked to reveal her number. She revealed, and I asked her that I would call her after an hour. An hour later I had spoken to her. She was very soft spoken, after an initial greet, I slowly asked about the prospective meeting, she started to laugh and laugh.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">I know both of us where novice in this matter, hence have to be cautious. Any how, ultimately we shared each other’s number. And I told her that I can be available to her only in Day time. For that she also agreed. And later decide to meet on the next day at an market close to her residence. We met finally.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">She was also Just like me little plum, approx 34 36 34 (this was my assessment through my scanning eyes.) Renuka and me then shopped some snacks and cold drinks and left for the residence. For the confidentiality reason she expected me to reach after her. As planned I had reached her home and rang the bell. She greeted me to inside, it was a nice 2 room set, well managed and clean.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">I was made to sit on the Hall, we were both mum, but at the same time very happy and excited. She brought the cold drink from the kitchen and gave it to me. After Drinking the same, I felt like urinating hence looked the toilet. She helped me to locate it. I came back, and was feeling very relieved. Later I took hold of her hands, and told her to sit close to me.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Let me describe something about Renuka. She was a middle aged, fair, with a decently dressed (salwar), and thick & long hair. We were just caressing our hands. I said Renuka you are very sweet and kissed her on her forehead. I smooched her all over her face, her earlobes and neck. She was getting excited too. Renuka told me, lets go inside.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">All the windows were covered with curtains and a dim light of Zero Vault was on. The room was smelling very erotic with smell and the dim light. We were standing next to the bed and I hold her up and was kissing all over. Started from the forehead started to sense Renuka from top to bottom. From Neck to the bottom when my face reached and crossed, it was awesome.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Renuka’s every curves I was feeling from my face. She was holding my face altogether with her two sweet hands. Dug my head over her breast and the pussy hole over her clothes. She later told me to stand. She told me to undress. I was now only on my underpants, and she started rolling her sweet hands all over me from head to toe. As she reached my undo’s she started to feel and mouth over my Dick.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">She took my 5.5 inch long dick to her sweet mouth. I was just feeling her head with my hands, and she was busy with dick. She looked very excited as she got a tool after a long long time. She was ardently playing with her mouth on it, playing with testicles and my long and strong legs. This went on for almost 15-20 minutes. I was in heaven dear readers.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">I told her to undress herself. She did the way I said. Her Salwaar Kurta was down by now. And she moved to Bed. And I also reached near to her. Smooched her face and dragged my mouth to her neck and started feeling renuka’s boobs. It was soft and smooth. Nice and firm one indeed. Rolled my hands over her Bra and teased the nipples over her.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">My mouth and my hands were very busy feeling her every curves. She was now started to moan a bit. When my mouth rolled over her panty pit, she suddenly wanted to stand forward, but my both hands forced her to go back. Now I was pumping renuka’s breast with my hands strongly and at the same time my mouth & nose was dug in the clit hole.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Just was very much liking my foreplays. Now I requested her to remove her bra and panty. She did, and I groped over her boobs, and started to tongue and tease the nipples. And my hands were onto her clit. First dug one finger and there after continued till my three fingers reached in. I was jerking her and she was in heaven surely. By now she might have come twice atleast.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">She told me reach to her head and she bent down. She took hold of my dick and started to tease with tongue. She was using her both hands and her mouth on my sweet dick. My dick was on its full expansion. I was loving all the plays that the renuka was playing. It continued for sometime. There after I told her to sit on me and ride. She did the way I said.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Started very slowly and there after I heard her moan little more loudly and jerking faster. She was oozing and oozing. The ride had gone for 10-12 minutes. And there after she told me she wants to go down and let the riding be done by me. I said a very big OK. I pulled her down and placed her both legs apart and felt her choot with my hands.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Now with a little assistance from my single hand I placed my Dick on the right hole (cunt hole). Pulled my dick back as I felt very much of oozing. I told her to clean her hole with any clothe. She did, and I felt it was ok and much dry. Placed my Dick inside and pumped her in nor fast and nor slow manner altogether. It went for another 10 minutes or so, later I asked her to change her position to doggy style.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">She was trying for the first time hence advised her to place her legs in the right manner, and from behind I placed my dick and forced it in. At the same time my both hands were cupping renuka’s breast and caressing it. The force in similar position for 12-14 minutes. And my sperm came out and I placed on to her ass.</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Me and Renuka had enjoyed this session very much and there after on the same day tried once again, she gave some money as promised mutually, before bidding farewell, SAM.</span></div></div>

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This is Sam. My desire for sex with women’s is very high. I feel sex is to be experienced in every manner/quarters. Sam (33 Yrs) from Delhi...

Mother Punished By Policeman

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<div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">The train whistled and my mum lifted me and ran towards the door. We made it just in time before the train could gain speed. My mum sighed in relief and started searching for our seats. We found it without much ado and kicked the luggage under the seats. My mum had taken too much trouble for this; she hadn’t packed her bags last night building up a lot of shouts and anxiousness this morning.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">MUM: ‘’beta come and sit on my lap.’’<br />
I had been looking out through the window at the racing meadows and grazing lands. As my mum said I ran to her and sat on her lap and she planted a kiss on my cheek.<br />
ME:”Mamma, when are we going to reach there?”<br />
MUM:”In three days beta’’<br />
ME:”Oh’’</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">We had boarded the Kerala express and were going to our native place. Soon it turned dark as evening swept in. Yet nobody was there in the compartment except us. I leapt out of my mother’s lap and sat on the opposite seat. And hereby my habit of fooling around started. I jumped from seat to seat and climbed the upper berth which gave me immense pleasure. My mum scolded me and I as usual didn’t listen.<br />
Nothing used to scare me when I was of that age as my mum still recalls. The only thing she used to scare me with was the police. She used to show me the policemen in TV with guns and I used to obey every command. But now the TV was far away and I had no reason to worry.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">But that night at a station our train stopped and a well built police man came in our compartment. He was grim looking at first so I swiftly climbed up. But to my utter surprise he smiled. Can they smile? , I wondered.<br />
The policeman talked with my mother the evening and they continued their boring talk occasionally laughing. When my mother told him about my fear for the police he immediately pulled out his gun and allowed me to touch it. I was enthralled and lost my fear for the police too.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">MUM:”You shouldn’t have done that”<br />
She said smiling and the guy smiled back.<br />
They continued talking and I fell asleep.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Next day the police guy changed into his clothes and was looking neat.  I played with him whole day and my mother remained staring at us with a lopsided grin on her face. My dad was a businessman and never played with me so much. It was mesmerizing; the feeling that man had created in me.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">2 days were left and now we were supposed to reach Kochi by Monday morning as my mum said. We ate dinner with the police man and I slept on the upper berth opposite to my mum’s and above the policeman’s. With the singing of the Christian passengers in the other compartment I slept early.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">That night was the time I learnt about a thing called sex...</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It was nearly midnight, the singing had died down and I woke up. The train had stopped at some station and light was pouring in. I bent my head and looked through the window. The station was isolated with not a single soul moving. I lay back again cursing the lights. I didn’t sleep for maybe 20 minutes.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">And after that he turned and saw the policeman on his knees beside my mum. I wondered what he was doing and leaned forwards looking down with my eyes nearly closed. He bent over my mum’s head and looked straight into her closed eyes. I was frozen for a very long as was the policeman. I continued staring wide eyed wondering what he was up to!</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then I nearly shouted out as he kissed her violet lips, it wasn’t a gentle one but one with a little force. I thought for a moment whether he was biting her now, it looked like that then I understood that he was kissing on the mouth. Till then I had not known about a kiss which was planted on the mouth, I used to think that kiss was something that his mother gave him daily which always involved only her mouth and my cheek or forehead. But this new kiss was something he needed to try.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Soon my mother woke up and tried to get up but he stopped her and made her lie down again, this totally confused me. I wondered what my mother had done and what he was going to do to her. Now my mother was lying back again. He kissed her again and bit her lower lip, and then he pulled her lower lip with his teeth and kissed it.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I could see all this as the lights from the station illuminated everything. I adjusted and made myself comfortable (my right arm was hurting as I didn’t want them to know that I was awake).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then he lifted his left leg and climbed over my mum. He parted her legs and kept his front part between them. Now he lay over her and started kissing her again. He was kissing her very fast and I wondered why he was doing so! I never liked kissing my mum (on the cheeks) more than once. But I continued watching and saw him plunge his tongue in her mouth. I observed as I saw his tongue disappearing in her mouth and coming out repeatedly.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">He was punishing my mum, I decided.<br />
Slowly my mum’s hands moved above his back and then slowly through his hair as he continued kissing her. After some time he lowered and moved towards her breasts (I used to think those were fat chest my mother had) and started squeezing them over the dress. He tore the front part of her dress with a lot of noise and her boobs sprang out. I looked at them and wondered why they were so fat.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">He was silent for sometime as the tearing had caused a lot of noise. But soon he started whispering in her ear and smiling. Then he started sucking her erect nipples which were red in colour then. I cannot remember exactly how the boobs looked but I think I can give a fair explanation.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">They were kind of pointing upwards with a really round base as though all the fat part had been collected there. The nipples as mentioned above were red and there was a small pointed thing there (that is what I called an erect nipple then).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">He circled the nipple round and round with his tongue and bit her nipple. My heartbeat which had started to slow down again sped up as I watched him biting her nipples.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">The train had started moving again now and down there the police man was squeezing her right boob while licked her left boob. It was darkening now and I could hardly see anything. So I turned away and slept thinking of my poor mother who was being punished (as I had thought).</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I woke up little later and turned to see whether the sex (punishment) was over but as I turned I saw him punishing her more severely. His hand rolled her saree and petticoat upwards till it uncovered her beautiful vagina. Then the man removed his underwear and my mum removed hers.  Whoa! I thought as I saw his penis. It was quite big and thick but mine was very small then. Maybe policemen had huge cocks, I thought.<br />
He kept it between her thighs and gave a push. My mum cried out and relaxed. Then the actual game began, he inserted his dick in her and kept fucking slowly for some time. Then he increased his speed and mum closed her eyes. He was ramming into her legs and pulling out endlessly. As you all won’t fancy me talking about all this in terms of punishment let me tell it exactly.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">He was fucking her now like he had never fucked any woman before. His dick was thick enough to give my mum immense pleasure. She was moaning in a very low voice occasionally crying out silently with the sum of pleasure. He lay over her hugging and kissing her and while pumping continuously.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Her boobs were crushed against his hairy chest. She had her eyes and lips closed being pushed backwards with the force of the thrusts given by this real man. He moved his fingers over her bare boobs and squeezed her erect nipples and she heaved in excitement. Then he caught her around the back and lifted her in a sitting position. Both of them caressed each other’s back and kissed like lovers.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">If I was grown up I would have understood what he was doing, he was actually doing stop and start method. Pumping for almost 5 minutes then stopping and kissing my mother so that he neither ejaculate early nor lose his erection.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then he pushed her against the window and started pumping again. My mum’s bare back was against the window and it was lucky that the train was moving or people at the station would have seen them.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Suddenly their speed and breathing increased and they ejaculated sharing their juices with each other. Then my mum pushed him away and he started dressing up. In an instant I saw a boy of the other compartment who was sleeping adjacent to the window move a little and disappear. That meant I wasn’t the only one to see this scenario. My mum dressed up changing the torn dress and wearing another one without the bra.<br />
They looked at each other in the darkness and suddenly the guy lifted her from the seat and kissed her. Then he brushed his lips against hers softly and said goodnight.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I turned to the opposite side and slept in an instant. Morning drew in few hours and I was woken up by the policeman. I was reluctant to play with him as I was scared whether he would punish me the same way he had punished my mother in the dead of the night. But sooner I forgot the last night’s events and enjoyed the day with him.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Only thing that had changed was my mum and his behaviour to each other, they weren’t talking much but occasionally said yes and no for silly reasons.<br />
T.C came in that afternoon and checked our tickets. Then the Christians started singing in the other compartment by evening and the policeman followed my mum out of the compartment to the door.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I never knew what they talked about or anything but when they came in again they seemed quite relaxed. Then we ate together and the police man and my mum wanted to sleep early so they made me sleep as soon as possible.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It was their last night together as we were going to reach Kochi by next morning. The policeman made sure I was asleep and by some time I really slept. It was 11 0 clock when I woke up and found that the lights of the other compartments had just turned off and ours was still bright till the police guy switched it off. I was wide awake and saw the guy sitting under my berth waiting...</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">It was half an hour later that everything was silent as the grave. Then there was ruffling sounds beneath and I looked at them. There he was lying above my mum devouring her lips with his mouth. He was a maniac in my view; I guess mum would have wasted at least one full stick of lipstick in these two nights.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">After he was satisfied; he made my mother suck his dick. The policeman was sitting with his dick pointing straight upwards and my mum slid it in her mouth and started to fellate him. He grunted in pleasure and mum had her mouth shaped in a comical O as she continued to fellate him. The policeman squeezed her nipples making her move faster. Then after a few more strokes the fellatio was over and she lay on her back over the berth.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then he removed my mum’s dress with ease as he simply pulled up her dress up to her neck and caressed her stomach. Then he crushed his mouth against her armpit and started licking there, mum was merely breathing heavily with slight moaning as he pinched her round nipples. I wondered what pleasure he got in the mouldy hairy armpit. Then like a dirty man he kissed her mouth sharing the smell.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then he knelt on his knees and removed his trunks. He threw his dress away and inserted his cock in her and kept it there for some time to warm up in her hot pussy. Meanwhile I turned to confirm something and I was right. The man or boy who had witnessed yesterday’s events was watching again.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">But down there my mum had started twitching frenziedly; she had her hands pulling the cushions and waist being banged.<br />
MUM:”Yes, little left...hmmm...yes’’<br />
The policeman turned his dick in her pussy left to right sometimes right to left, and even up and down as my mum continued giving instructions. It was the first time either of them had spoken during these two night fucking.<br />
POLICEMAN:”ah...what a chute! I hate your husband!’’</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I looked over to the other guy as he shook his hand over his waist faster than them below. But down there mum and the police guy didn’t bother. They continued their fucking continuing with the constant shaking of their bodies with the train.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">In sometime the policeman grunted again and came in her vagina, they breathed very heavily and continued to caress each other lovingly. They made their lovemaking a good experience for each other to remember forever and then the night prolonged with lovely kissing echoes from below and died down by morning.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">The policeman bid us farewell and kissed me on my cheeks and then on my mother’s. My mum lifted me and we watched him. As the train started whistling in the Kochi station and departing; mum started walking to and auto stand and I unsuccessfully tried to kiss her on the lips, thereby receiving a slap from her.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">MUM:”Have you gone mad!!!’’<br />
I cried and retorted<br />
ME:”Why can’t give you kissii just like the police uncle was giving?’’</div></div>

Mother Punished By Policeman

The train whistled and my mum lifted me and ran towards the door. We made it just in time before the train could gain speed. My mum sighed ...

My Girlfriend's Mommy

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrtNrBYRHSvl7jjC35qsfTNCzSm6HwOJs-nITUZRHATGFxKJZrfE7hNx7A49IGCkZ2Is9OstdhabiiYJqg-v9hJgis5leGpbQLydYGkd3vywkvWHOClQUJhU3dXvBlrCzEseZP2vQpy6w/s1600/dfg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrtNrBYRHSvl7jjC35qsfTNCzSm6HwOJs-nITUZRHATGFxKJZrfE7hNx7A49IGCkZ2Is9OstdhabiiYJqg-v9hJgis5leGpbQLydYGkd3vywkvWHOClQUJhU3dXvBlrCzEseZP2vQpy6w/s1600/dfg.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Hello friends, this is Rocky Dias writing my first story on N8story.com which happens to be a true incident. This story is about how I screwed my girlfriend’s Mom after breaking up with my Girlfriend. My age is 27 years and my girlfriend is 25 and her name is Smita. We were in relationship from about three years and we broke up due to some misunderstanding between us. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I use to visit her house regularly and was quite comfortable with her Mom and brother. Whenever I went to her house, I use to scan her mom’s body. Sangeeta-her mom, was fair with bulky ass and her boobs were great to watch. Her ass use to swing left-right whenever she walked and her melons use to bounce. I did not miss out a single chance to watch her cleavage when she bent down lot of times.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I use to fantasize her and masturbate thinking of fucking her and I was waiting for a chance to fuck her but I knew it wasn’t possible till smita was around around 1 year back, I and Smita had a big fight and decided to breakoff. Then she decided to pursue degree course from outside India and left for studies. Now this left her Mom and brother alone in the house with her father being always out of town for business purpose. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">One day Sangeeta called me up and asked about our breakoff. She invited me over to her house to discuss about what happened between Smita and me. I reached her house at 2 pm in the afternoon. There was no one at home except her and she was wearing silver shining gown which housewife’s always do while at home. We started discussing and our discussion got so emotional that she felt bad for me and hugged me tightly. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">That was the first time when her boobs pressed against my chest and the feeling was sensational. She kissed my forehead and rubbed my cheeks. This was arousing me and my cock was already making a tent in my boxers. She then went to the kitchen to prepare tea. I followed her from behind and was watching her sexy figure from backwards while she was cooking. I had always dreamt of fucking her and though today was the right time and mood was on. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I gathered some confidence and hugged her tightly from behind. She thought that it was a generous hug. My hands touched her belly and partly her boobs while hugging. Then I slowly started to press her boobs to which she was angry and asked me to leave the kitchen. Making a sad face I went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. She then came in and asked me what was I trying do? </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I told her about how I use to fantasize about her and always dream of fucking her. She said that it would be wrong since I was her daughter’s boyfriend. I reminded her that she was no longer my girlfriend and that nothing would matter to her. But still she resisted. I thought that there was no chance now and I started to wind up to go home. While I was about to leave, I heard Sangeeta calling me into the bedroom when I opened the door.</div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I saw her sitting on the bed and crying. I asked her the reason and she told me that nobody ever had asked her for fuck and her husband was always too tired for sex. He use to ask her masturbates him and leave sangeeta thirsty for sex. I felt bad and hugged her and kissed her forehead. Then I slowly rubbed her back and moved my lips to her earlobes. I started licking her earlobes while rubbing her back. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">She started moaning slightly. Then I moved one of my hands to her boobs and my lips were locked with hers. We kissed and exchanged our saliva for about 10 minutes. Then I slowly lifted her gown up to her chest and started pressing her boobs over the bra. I removed her gown and there she was only in White bra and black colored panty. The she removed my pants and then boxers and saw my 7 inches dick come out. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">She smiled and told that she has never seen such a big cock and immediately started stroking it with her mouth. She mouth fucked my dick for about 15 minutes and her strokes were becoming more vigorous. I could not control and cum in her mouth. She tasted and drank all semen without letting any drop go out. Then it was my turn tand I suck her boobs hard. I bite her nipples and she moaned in pleasure. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">Then I removed her panty and started licking her cunt. Her juices were tasty and salty. I started licking her cunt hard and she kept saying beta mere choot ki pyaas bhuja de mera chut bohot saalon se pyaasi hai. I increased my speed and she came all over my mouth and I enjoyed her cum. She then said beta main aur nahi rook sakti apna lund meri choot main daal do aur mere chut ko tumhare juice se bhar do. </div><div style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-decoration: none;">I pushed my dick hard into her cunt and she moaned loudly. I started stroking hard and she kept making strange noises. I kept fucking her for about 15 minutes and then came inside her. Then we both slept naked over each other for 2 hours while leaving she thanked me asked me to come over for more such sessions. Next, I had anal sex with her even when she resisted. This will come in my next story. </div></div>

My Girlfriend's Mommy

Hello friends, this is Rocky Dias writing my first story on N8story.com which happens to be a true incident. This story is about how I scre...

The College Hostel

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<div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Whenever I think about my experience at the college hostel, it makes me cringe with an eerie feeling, a blend of guilt and a sense of excitement.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I have never disclosed to any one what ever happened then nor do I want to acknowledge that there may be a slim chance that I have tendency to be closet lesbian. It was in the distant past and it never ever happened again and I am pretty sure it never will.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I have just turned 18, passed my high school leaving exam with flying colours and was admitted to do medicine in Madras city. Being from a village in deep south, I had to find accommodation in the women’s hostel. First time away from home. It was all very daunting. I had to a share a room with another first year student.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The college hostel had a tradition of ‘initiation’ – the new comers are ‘ragged’ by seniors during the first week. Each one is allocated to a senior student, who will be the ‘mistress’ for the week and you have to obey them and do what ever they asked you to do. There was suppose to be strict rules regarding what is allowed and what is not, but some seniors got away with anything, purely because the newcomers were scared to complain to the authorities.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The names of the fresher and their mistress were displayed in the notice board in the dinning room. I found mine’s name was Mala. I noticed someone has scribbled next to next to her name ‘her highnesses. I was curious but was not game enough to ask any one. Most of the seniors have arrived and have paired up with their ‘bitches’ as we were called. My room mate was a girl called Kala. She was also from a village and was as scared as I was. She was a small made girl but was fairly well endowed. We had a brief chat before her mistress came and took her away.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">My mistress Mala has not arrived yet and I was left alone. After dinner in the mess hall, I returned to my room and sat down on my bed. I was felling very miserable as I missed my parents, family and my friends; I was also scared not knowing what was going to happen with the initiation.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">It was getting late. I lied down and tried to do some reading, but could not concentrate. I must have dozed off and suddenly woke up when my room mate Kala returned. She closed the door behind her and I could see from her look that she was quite upset. I got up and asked her what happened. She started to cry. I went and sat next to her, put my arms around her and comforted her. She sobbed and said that her mistress was very nasty. She told me what happened interspersed with brief episodes of crying.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Her mistress Sumathi took Kala to her room. The freshers are usually expected to do menial chores for their mistresses like cleaning the room, polishing the shoes and even cleaning the underwear. The room was a mess and it took ages to tidy up. Kala was disgusted when she had to do the washing. The undies still had the tampons in it and were caked with menstrual blood and secretions. It made her sick. In the mean time few other girls arrived. They were a few years below Sumathi and were only allowed to watch but not take part in any activities. Kala was made to sit next to Sumathi who put one of her arms around her and with both hands grabbed her boobs. Kala tried to push her away. But she was told that if she didn’t cooperate, worse things could happen. Kala stopped resisting and Sumathi started to fondle her. At first it was gentle but soon it became rough. The other girls were encouraging her to squeeze harder. Kala complained that it was hurting. ‘Shut up Bitch’ was the response she got. One of the other girls urged Sumathi to take Kala’s clothes off.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sumathi unbuttoned her blouse and then her bra. Kala was too shocked to do any thing. All her protests were ignored. Sumathi put her hands underneath her naked boobs and held them up for other girls to see. “Look at the bitch’s udders. Aren’t they ugly?” They all laughed making fun of the size. Unfortunately, Kala was bit on the short side and her boobs were quite disproportionately big. They called her a fat cow and how ugly she was. Kala started to cry.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Then Sumathi made her go on her knees and hands and ordered her to crawl around the room. The heavy boobs were dangling down, almost touching the floor and were the source of more ridicule and laughter. After some time Sumathi told the girls that the show was over and they reluctantly left the room. Sumathi asked her to get dressed and get back to her room. As she was leaving, Sumathi told her that she will come and visit her that night after every one has gone to sleep. Poor girl; she was naturally very upset not knowing what more was in store for her. I asked her to go to sleep and told her that I am going to be in the room and if it gets out of hand, to yell out for me.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I went back to bed. I was also scared worried about what was going to happen. Soon I was asleep but was woken up there was a knock on the door. Kala quickly got up and opened the door and let Sumathi in. I was wide awake by then, but closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. They climbed into the bed. Kala was wearing a nightie and panties. The first thing Sumathi did was to pull down the panties and took it off. Then she pulled the nightie over her head and threw it aside. Kala was too frightened to say or do anything. Sumathi was only wearing a nightie and it came off in no time and joined Kala’s on the floor. She pushed Kala to the bed, lied down facing her and held her tightly against her body.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">All the conversations were in whispers as Sumathi was conscious of my presence. “I like your boobs. They are so beautiful” she said. Kala was a bit confused because back in her room they all teased and said how ugly they were. Sumathi held her boobs and started to squeeze them. She was not as rough as she was earlier. She gently stroked her nipples and it made Kala feel quite nice. Then she bent down and took one of her boobs with both her hands and started to suck on the nipple. Kala was a simple village girl and she has never been in this situation before. She was aware of how men like to fondle and suck on women’s breasts but she has never heard of a woman doing it to another one.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">At first she felt slightly repulsed by the act. But soon she started to feel a very pleasant sensation starting from her nipple spreading all over her breast and then the whole body. Without being aware, she started to moan and wriggled her body. Sumathi was very pleased that Kala was enjoying what she was doing. She sucked more vigorously going form one boob to the other. Kala held Sumathi’s face and pulled it closer to her bosom.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sumathi paused for a minute and asked, “you like it, don't you?” Kala murmur noncommittally. She didn’t want to encourage her to go any further, But Sumathi had other plans. “Now you have to do the same for me too.” Kala didn't know what to say. “Come on Suck my boobs” Sumathi insisted. Reluctantly Kala took one of Sumathi’s boobs and started to suck on her nipple, tentatively. “Suck harder” Sumathi ordered, “Squeeze my other boob at the same time.” Kala wanted to take revenge on Sumathi and decided to squeeze it as hard as she could. To her surprise Sumathi liked it and harder she squeezed, more she wanted her to do it. “Harder” she said. Kala was made to go from one breast to the other while squeezing the other one at the same time. Her hands were aching. She even pinched the nipples a couple of time. But that didn’t bother Sumathi at all.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sumathi started to moan and held Kala tightly against her body. She felt suffocated as her face was pressed against Sumathi’s chest and she found it hard to breath. Wherever she stopped for a breath, Sumathi urged her to suck more. “You are so good. Suck me harder and make me happy” she cooed. She kept pushing her groin against Kala’s. Sumathi was working herself to have an orgasm. The fact that she could make Sumathi enjoy so much just by sucking her boobs came as a surprise to her. Kala also got into the act. She sucked vigorously, some times even bitting in the process, which did not bother Sumathi.   She squeezed the other boob as hard as she could. She was worried whether all the noise Sumathi was going to attract the attention of people next door. She was pretty sure that I would be awake and listening to every thing.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kala suddenly felt some thing wet in her pubic area running down her legs. For a minute she though it was urine but soon she worked it out that it was the secretions from Sumathi’s vagina. Even Kala started to get a tingly warm feeling in her groin because of Sumathi repeatedly pushing against hers. Sumathi has reached the point of no return. With a loud cry she had an orgasm, which came in spasms. She kept pounding Kala’s groin with hers. Kala stopped sucking by then and held on to Sumathi. She was also getting excited by the pubes rubbing against each other.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sumathi soon stopped her bumpy movements. “Oh Kala” she exclaimed, “I love you so much”. Then she started to kiss Kala all over her face. Kala was taken aback by the expression of affection. It was the same woman who called her ugly and fat earlier in the day. The lips finally met. Sumathi pressed her lips hard against Kala’s and tried to pris open her mouth with her probing tongue. Kala has never been kissed like this before. But, she enjoyed the feel of another persons lip on her and finally she gently opened her mouth to let the tongue enter. Soon there tongues were sucking on each other and Kala got into the swing of the mood, they held onto each other's boobs, squeezing them while passionately kissing each other.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">When Sumathi finally stopped kissing, she hugged Kala and said, “I like you to be my girl friend”.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kala was shocked. “What do you mean?”</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">“Doing what we just did, but on a regular basis.”</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">For a village bumpkin, Kala was no fool. It suddenly dawned on her that she was on a very good wicket. “mmm. I am not sure” she murmured. Sumathi pleaded. “Oh please. I beg you. I love you very much”.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kala realised that she held the upper hand. “It depends” she dragged. “Depends on what?” Sumathi asked. “How you are going to treat me during the next week of initiation”. Sumathi was quiet for a moment. “How do you want me to treat you?” she knew exactly what Kala meant. Kala was quite forthright in her demands. “You should not ill treat me and leave me alone”. Sumathi asked, “Can't we even do what we just did?” Kala was quite adamant. ”No. you can’t touch my body at all.” Sumathi was not going to give in easily. “What is the guarantee that you will do what you say you would when the initiation is over?”</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Sumathi knew that once the week was over, she had no hold on her. Kala replied, “If you keep your side of the bargain I will honour my word” Reluctantly Sumathi agreed. Kala suddenly felt Sumathi’s hand reaching between her legs inching towards her vagina. She quickly pushed the hand away. “The agreement starts this minute. I want you to leave now”</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I was wide awake and heard every bit of the conversation. I was getting quite excited by the happenings and experienced a nice warm feeling in my groin area. I was expecting the worst and this was quite a turn of events. Never thought Kala had in her the gumption to stand up for her. Sumathi got up and picked her nightie from the floor, put it on and left the room quietly. How quickly the whole scene has changed.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">As soon as Sumathi left the room, I called out to Kala. She asked me to come over to her bed. I went and sat by her side. “You are a very clever and brave girl” I told her. She laughed, sat up and hugged me. I was aware of the fact that she was naked and when her naked boobs pressed against mine, my heart started to beat faster. I quickly moved away from her, gently kissed her on her forehead and told her that we will talk more abut it in the morning. When I went back to bed, I started to imagine myself with Kala, and it gave me a tingling sensation all over my body. I knew that I won’t be able to look at her without thinking about what happened tonight.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Next day was a very busy day. We had our orientation and were quite tired by the time we returned to the hostel. Went straight to the dinning room and on the way back to our rooms, I was walking with Kala. Suddenly Sumathi appeared from no where. She wanted to talk to Kala privately so I moved along back to the room. Kala told me what happened when she came back to the room. Sumathi asked Kala,” Can I please come and spend the night with you again?" Kala was quite firm.” If you want me to honour the pact we made, no way.” Sumathi was not happy. She pleaded and even subtly threatened her. When she tried to put her hand on Kale’s boob, Kala pushed it away gently. She didn’t want to make a spectacle of the situation. She told her, in a gently manner, "If you are patient enough, I will make it worthwhile for you” and to make a point, she in fact grabbed one of Sumathi’s boobs and gave it a gentle squeeze before leaving her.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I was amazed when she told me that. I never thought she was so brave. I could not help but looking at her in a different perspective. And to my surprise, I was taking notice of her body, especially her boobs. She was a small made girl, but had a disproportionately heavy bosom, which made her look over weight at the first look. At closer look, the boobs were very well formed and were quite upright. She must have seen me watching her boobs; she just smiled and winked at me. I was embarrassed but to cover it I laughed and said, “I can see why Sumathi wants you very badly” She replied with laughter, “The bitch is getting no where and in for a real surprise”.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I went into the bathroom, brushed my teeth and changed my self into my nightie. Kala has already changed into hers and I did notice that she had a very transparent one and had no undies. I had to stop myself from gaping at her. When she came back from the bathroom, she said, “why not we pull our beds together so that we could talk to each other”.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I thought it was great idea. When we climbed into the bed, it felt as we were sleeping in a double bed. I was curious to pursue the topic about last night’s happenings, but didn’t know how to open it up. She herself stated taking about it. “I am sure you knew what was happening last night?” she asked. “I sort of got the idea” and I asked, “Have you ever done such things before?” “No never in my life; I never even dreamt that women do such things”. “Me too” I said. I continued, “How did you feel, doing it?” Kala was quite candid. “Even though I hated when she started fondling me and then suck me, soon I started to feel really good. I felt a nice feeling creep all over my body.” I didn’t tell her that even I felt similar sensation just listening to and imagining what was going on.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">“How was it like, sucking her?” I asked. “I hated that part. Her boobs were like sucking a pair of dried peaches and felt so odd, but when she started to moan and groan, in a weird manner, it made me feel good”. “Was it probably because you felt that you had the ability to make her happy?” “Yes that was it. You are a very perceptive aren’t you?” She hugged me. I put my arm around her. I was aware of the fact that our boobs were touching each other and I like the feel. We just lied like that for some time. What she said next came as a surprise. “You know what? If I was to do the same thing with some one whom I like very much, it would have been hundred times better.”</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I laughed and said, “All you have to do now is to find some one”. She promptly replied, “I have already found one”. “Really! Who?” She didn’t reply. I looked at her and asked again, “Who is it?” She smiled and hugged me even tighter and kissed me on my lips. Oh my God. “I saw you looking at my boobs earlier. But there is some thing you don’t know. I have been doing the same, staring at yours since this morning whenever I had the opportunity during the orientation”. I don’t think I have ever blushed so much in my life. An electric feeling suddenly hit me.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">It was like a barrier being lifted and there was an out flow of passion. It was all a blur from that moment onwards. We hugged and kissed hungrily, our mouths crushing together. Our lips were entangled and the tongues were seeking each other. It was heavenly.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kala climbed over me. “We don’t need the nighties any more do we?” She pulled hers over her head and threw it down. She took her time gently pulling mine over. “Wow. Your boobs are so beautiful” She gently held them both with her hands. She gave a gentle squeeze. “They are so firm, unlike the ones of the ugly cow” she said. Her hands gently ran over the contour of my breasts stopping to hold the nipples and stroking them. I was bedside my self. It was a feeling which was hard to express. It didn't take her long to bend down and start to suck on one of the nipples. At the touch of her lips it grew in size and as she kept sucking, I could feel a strange sensation as if some thing was seeping out. If I didn’t know any better I would have sworn that there was milk flowing out.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Kala kept sucking. I held her face tightly against my bosom. She had her eyes closed and was concentrating and from her look was thoroughly enjoying it too. I started to feel this strange feeling in my groin. I knew from readings that is was an orgasm. I always associated orgasm with having sex with a man, not by some pen sucking ones breasts. My moan gradually grew into almost a suppressed scream. Kala was not going to stop, neither did I wanted her to. I kept pushing my groin against hers as the orgasm built up and after a minute or two started to gradually wear off. What an energy Kala had. She hardly stopped to take a breath. When she stopped, I hugged and kissed. “Thank you honey. It was unbelievable”. She was beaming with joy. “I am so happy that you came. It makes me feel so good that I was able to do that for you.” We kissed each other fervently.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I have been dreaming about her boobs for hours and it was now my turn to take hold of them. I made her lie on her back and climbed over her. Her boobs were unreal. They were like two big domes standing upright with absolutely no sag. That was unreal. I ran my hands over them. They were smooth like a baby’s bottom. “Hey were did you get these two from?” I asked as my fingers twiddled with the two perky nipples at the centre of the mounts. “You wouldn’t believe. I inherited them from my grandmother, on mother’s side”. She continued, “People in the village still talk about her. “How come?” I was curious. “She is dead and gone so it is okay to speak about it. She was known as the village slut!” I was shocked she talking about her own grandmother in that manner. “My mother told me most of the things. Her boobs were supposed to be the talk of the town and it is claimed that there was no man in town who has not fondled her infamous boobs at some stage or other!” she laughed.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">All this talk about her grandma’s boobs made me even hornier. I hungrily sucked on the two fabulous looking globes, going from one to the other. Kala was panting and encouraging me to suck harder. “Oh Bhani, I love it honey. You are so good” Her legs were around me pinning me down to her body. The feel of the warm bodies crushing into each other was great. I was getting wet and so was Kala and I could feel our secretions running down our legs, merging with each others. It was all new to me.</div><div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">I rolled over to my back and we just lied down. We were very tiered; after a long day at the orientation, the physical effort was a bit too much. I knew that there was more territory for us to explore. Kala was aware of it too. “Bhani, I think we should go to sleep now. I am sure we have lots more to discover”. “Yes we are both novices, but I am sure we could both help each other to find more about our bodies.” Soon we were fast asleep hugging each other, not realising all the drama which was going to unfold next day.</div></div>

The College Hostel

Whenever I think about my experience at the college hostel, it makes me cringe with an eerie feeling, a blend of guilt and a sense of excit...