IPL Stadium To Bedroom Part 2 Enticing Anisha
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It was peak summer in Chennai, vacation time for other family members, bachelor time for me and IPL time for India. With family not around and nothing to do in the evenings and late nights, I decided to watch an upcoming IPL match in the stadium between – CSK and KKR along with one of my male friend. We got the tickets with great difficulty.
I drove in my car and my friend came on his bike we settled on our seats. I was missing wife in bed, I hadn’t seen my wife in nearly 3 weeks. I was tired, but I craved her and needed her. I had to wait for 2 more weeks.
It was pretty annoying. I was craving for sex, the sexual craving would always lead you to journey that you seldom expect but sometimes they are delightful and raunchy. I and my friend reached a little early. As the crowd built up the atmosphere turned electric and entertaining, drums, whistling, dancing.
The cheering the was at the peak before the start of the match. Just a glimpse of their favorite star would send everybody in frenzy. Behind us were a big family of, maybe 12 to 14 people who were of different ages. On one side there were a few couples and on the other side a group of 4 girls.
Just before the start of the match a group of rowdy kind of boys from upper stands came down and tried to occupy the few empty seats near the girls. The girls were slightly scared. Sensing trouble senior people from the group behind protested, including the girls and me and my friend.
The boys were eventually sent off to their actual seating place by the security guards. Then we all got speaking to each other as the boys had made the otherwise lively atmosphere tensed. The girl’s names were Sakshi, Anisha, Dimple, and Pooja. All were may be in in the age group of 23 to 27 age group, all young, hot, stylish and beautiful.
Anisha stood out for my eyes, she looked very simple and decent but smoking hot for anybody to be a fucking shot. She was charming and sweet in her tone. The match stared and we all were enjoying. It is always terrific to be in such a lively atmosphere and with such pretty girls around.
You always attempt to present your best personality to impress girls. I was doing the same. The world is little, people are little, human life is little. There is only one big thing — desire, and the moment my eyes rested on Anisha I desired her. Life is like sex. It’s not always good, but it is always worth trying.
I wanted to get some snacks. I asked the girls if they wanted something. They asked me to wait for a few minutes and they spoke between them. They said Anisha would accompany me to buy what they wanted. With great difficulty, we crossed the crowd and on the staircase. She stumbled and I had to lend my hand to help her.
It was pretty harmless. Her smooth skin was inviting. We moved along talking and trying to know more about each other. We ordered a few snacks. She agreed to buy the snacks together as we would have more variety and we could share it between us.
We shared the snacks and were enjoying the match. The girls exhausted their share of snacks and drink pretty quickly. After a few minutes I was still sipping the cold drink and Anisha asked me to share my drink with her. Without any hesitation, she drank a portion of it and handed me back the glass.
I smiled and took it back. I turned the glass exactly to the spot where she had sipped it and took a sip looking into her eyes. She said, “You are a stupid,” and looked away. She had turned red with my action. She had that mysterious grin on her face.
She woke up the pink razor inside my pants which is actually like a mouse, where ever there is a pussy it forces me to follow. A few moments later she again took the glass from me, sipped little and looked at me. Then had a small pause, as I looked at her again.
She acted like taking a sip but touched the drink with her lips without drinking it. She kept doing it looking at me with a mischievous and mysterious look before returning the glass to me. I took it from her, looked in her eyes and pushed my tongue deep in the glass, shaking my tongue the way we lick a delicious hot pussy.
She said, “Shit you are sick, this is enough,” and giggled. We kept quiet for a few minutes making no conversation, just mysterious eye contact. We both were enjoying the pretty harmless flirting. The surge in my pants was raging, she noticed it and kept staring at it every now and then.
She was a seductive girl who knew to play this game. I was also enjoying it and wanted to see how far It would go. Suddenly a boundary was hit. We all jumped in joy as we saw the replays on big screens, music started to play. Bravo who was standing close to the boundary broke into an impromptu jig sending the crowd in wild tizzy.
Another boundary was hit and we all shouted in unison with the crowd. We all exchanged high fives including Anisha. That broke the awkward silence between us. As we gave high fives I held her fingers for a few seconds. She had to pull back her fingers from my hold.
When we sat I pulled my chair closer to her chair. Nobody noticed it. She saw me doing that, but she did not react. Let me describe Anisha – very simple looking and simply dressed in black pants and a cream colored loose top. But beneath the simple dress was a stunning body.
As she kept jumping, screaming and moving her body, I could notice that she had a great figure. Very sexy, almost 5.5” height, great juggling boobs, maybe 36 “, fully grown, nice long legs, clean smooth skin as silk, juicy lips just perfect to be sucked, big eyes and a fantastic ass.
Every time the cricket ball was hit to a boundary my eyes would remain glued to her flesh balls. Admiring the way they juggled and moved up and down inside that loose top. I wish I could just lift her shirt and feel them with my hands and mouth. Just gobble them in my mouth and squeeze the milk out of them.
She was aware that I was continuously staring at her body and seemed to enjoy the attention. She was also being flirty and touchy with me, at all possible instances. When the Mexican wave was happening and a couple of times we had to raise our hands and again sit down, her top moved little and the red straps of her bra were clearly visible.
In some time I noticed that a lot of people were looking at it and I did not like it. I indicated it to her but could not understand. I went close to her and told her in her ears, “ The entire stadium knows that you are wearing a red colored bra.”
She adjusted one side of her straps. I took a daring step and pushed the other strap inside her top. She was just stung by my boldness. Her touch made me feel and want more of her. She was sensual, her body, her eyes, every body part was sensual.
Before I learned the art of sensual living, a touch was just a touch, a kiss just a kiss. But after learning the art, these things started taking on a new meaning which was more essential to the soul and body. As I sat back in my seat she was speechless and excited.
Her facial expressions were indicating so. We continued to watch the match and post interval we have moved pretty close to each other almost sitting touching each other.
The match was still going on – on the field and off the field. There were the whole evening and night ahead.
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