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This incident happened during late 80’s… I was doing 7th Std then… was about to attain puberty any time. Both my parents were employed and my elder brother was doing his 11th std staying in our grandparents house. My school is just at a walk able distance from my house. Both my parents were working with Aavin at Ambattur and hence had been allotted a staff quarters to stay in. Many people there used to raise cows, produce milk and supply to Aavin.
Hence we used to get fresh milk twice a day from one of those vendors. Usually a milk woman would come at 7.00 am and at 4.00 pm to supply ½ liters. Mornings someone will be there to collect the milk, but in the evening we had instructed the milk woman to pour the milk in a container, which we would keep it near our door step. Mom & Dad leave home by 8.30am and returns by 6.00pm.
I also leave to school at 8.30 am and return by 3.45 pm. Hence most of the times I would be there to collect the milk in the evening. Our quarters is of double storied house and we occupied the first floor. The incident which I am going to narrate happened in a week’s time.
Sunday: At about 4.00 pm the milk woman came along with a boy around 18 year old. He was not dressed so well,
Having his shirt not properly buttoned, torn near his arms also he was wearing half-trousers without buttons but was held in his waist using a red string which people used to wear in their hips. Though shabby, he somewhat had a very sexy look with his hairless chest and thighs well exposed. I could see one of his nipples which was unusually large for a boy. The milk woman told that since she is going to her native place for a week, this boy named Mani would bring milk.
She instructed Mani to pour the milk in the container that would be kept outside in the evening for which he was only shaking his head. Later the milk woman told that the boy is dumb and could not speak. I felt sad for that boy but my hormones had a different feeling towards him.
Monday: I first job as soon as I reach home from school is to check the milk container and take it inside whether filled or not. Today as usual I checked and milk was not there.
So I took the container in and started to change my uniform. I removed my tie, opened the top three buttons of my shirt and loosened my hair and then I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and saw that boy standing with the milk container and measuring vessel. I brought our container towards him and he was slowly filling the measuring vessel to ½ liter.
Since he is knew he was carefully poring the milk and I had enough time to gaze at him. His trousers were of tight fit and I was able to see the outline bulge of his tender cock. Since there were no buttons, the top portion of his cock was also visible with few hairs on it. I didn’t move my eyes from his trousers till he poured the last drop of milk from the measuring vessel to the container. I felt very horny for the whole night and in the morning for having had a glimpse of a young cock.
Tuesday
I had severe itching in my vagina thinking of that boy. I decided to seduce him and since he is dumb I was confident that I would be safe. I reached home early today and quickly removed my uniform. I left my petticoat on with all the buttons opened at the back. I rehearsed in front of the mirror by bending down and one arm of my petticoat came out and my growing breasts and swollen nipples were out there for anyone to see (only one side). 4.00 pm
I heard a knock at the door, suggesting my dream boy’s arrival. I opened the door and he looked at me and smiled. I too smiled back and without any hesitation bent down to pick something from the floor and then raised up with my right side breast fully exposed. I was confident that no one will have a view from outside since we had a huge tree and branches covering the front portion. If some else arrives then I would know by the sound of the footsteps in the stairs. I watched his reaction carefully. He did stare at my breast. I shifted my look to his penis and no reaction from it. He left and I wanted more of it. So started planning for the next day.
Wednesday
I was totally unable to concentrate in the class. I had planned to give him a full view of both breasts. Came 4.00 pm, I was there in front of the mirror with only my skirt after removing my petticoat fully. Though not big, my breasts were quite attractive for my age. Knock at the door and I opened. I had a towel in my hand just to make him think that I was about to take a bath. He was pleasantly shocked to see me semi-nude. He gave a good look at my breasts and before leaving he gave a good squeeze to his penis knowing that I was looking at it. The bulge of slightly bigger compared to previous days. He looked back and smiled at me twice before leaving through the steps
Thursday
Need to show more and I decided to go skirt less. Choose a pink colored panty which had a very little coverage of my butts. Today I decided not to step out but planned to ask him to come in. Hence I poured some water on my body and hair and was waiting. Heard a knock and I didn’t opened the door. After couple of more knocks I opened the door and asked him to come in. I turned back to get the milk container and also bent down for him to look well at my butts.
To manage the situation, I spoke to him that sorry, I was taking bath and hence the delay. He simply smiled at me. Now I saw a big bulge in his trousers. He was trying to hide it but I never took my eyes off. All these happened in not less than a couple of minutes. His job was over and about to leave. But today he strangely paused before going out turned back and signaled for water to drink. I asked him to wait, opened the fridge and gave him a water bottle.
His eyes were wandering at my pussy area more than my breasts. He tried to control his penis by straightening it upright but since there we no buttons, I was able to see a side portion of entire length of his penis. He repeatedly adjusted it while drinking water. Then he smiled back thankfully and left.
Friday
I know today was the last opportunity and I decided to show him my pussy too. The other day I was able to see his curiousness to have a look at my pussy. This encouraged me to go bare. Yes, I removed everything, poured water on my whole body and was waiting. He came in at 3.50 and knocked the door. I delayed opening and when I opened the door his eyes were wide opened and directly glued over my pussy.
I saw his penis already erected and was about to came out through the opening. I didn’t speak anything but went back and brought the milk container. His eyes were constantly trying to peek through my pussy lips since in standing position not much of it will be visible. I wish I could stretch open my pussy and show his all that I got. I loved to satisfy his bouncy eyes. I couldn’t make out a plan for that but alas that incident happened.
He accidently dropped the measuring vessel with some milk in it and it hit the floor, splashed all over. He was shocked and asked sorry. I said not a problem and showed my concern to clean the floor else my parents will scold. I immediately took a cloth, squatted on the floor and started wiping. He too squatted in front of me having a deeper look at my wide split pussy lips. I slowly wiped the milk off the floor and he too helped me.
I took my time to bring water to wipe the floor walking nude all the way. We took some 10 minutes to wipe clean the entire floor and we both doing that in squatted position. After the cleaning is finished, we both got up and accidently his penis slipped of the front opening of his shorts fully erect. I looked at that and gave a smile and he was taking his time to put that back in. I was fully aware that
I am not going to get this opportunity again and before he took in his penis in, I stretched out for it, held it in my hands and asked him why it has bulged and if anything is wrong with it. He just stammered and signaled nothing. With my touch, his penis bulged further and was standing upright as a flag pole. I gently fondled it and suddenly it erupted and shot out a huge load which fell my stomach and breasts.
Then only he felt sorry and kept his hands on my breasts to wipe his cum. I held his hands over my breasts and encouraged him to squeeze it. With my other hand I loosened his hip string freeing his trousers from it and his trousers dropped to his knees. I moved my hands to his balls and played with it. He voluntarily started to rub my pussy with his fingers, bent down, and stretched it to have a good look.
All these time, his penis never regained its flaccid position. Consciously, I bolted the door behind and laid down on the sofa. We took a 69 position to explore our genitals further, starting with fingers ending with our tongue. I sucked me good to have him explode another load which I drank fully and he too with his tongue reached the most exciting portions of my feminine hood. We regained to senses when the clock hit 5 pm. He dressed up and left the house half minded and I went to take a real bath.
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Kelly and I had finished uni early, we always had a free period on Monday’s in high school for freshman year. We had gone to the mall, and done some shopping. While we were in Starbucks we were playing a game of truth and dare, as we usually did and like most pairs of teenage girls the conversation turned to sex. Neither of had any experience, yes we had both kissed guys, and had been felt up, but neither of us had gone past second base.“I cant wait to see my first real cock” Kelly giggled, “I...
During closing time in the site on Monday evening, I went towards my supervisor's car Alhaji Engineer Sule Galadima, Fatima's husband in order to get a lift home from him. When he saw me approaching, he rushed and met me half way apologising that he wouldn't be going home directly, that he'll be visiting a friend of his who lost his second wife in a ghastly motor accident the day before. I told him no problem and went to the main road to board a commercial motorcycle. As I reached home, I...
Monday evening after my hubby put our daughter to bed, he went and hopped into the shower. While he washed himself I stripped down naked and laid down on the bed, spread eagle, waiting for my man. Being rather horny my hand made its way between my legs and I started rubbing my pussy. I was already very wet and couldn't wait for my man. I rubbed my pussy up and down and stimulated my clit. My legs started tensing up and I had an orgasm while fingering myself. A few minutes after I finished...
As dawn broke I got out of my car in the car park, thinking of nothing in particular. As I walked to the underground elevator, I quickly look back at my joy and lock the doors with the familiar beep and flash of lights. Pulled my over coat closed as a breeze of bisque morning coolness blew through the car park. Arriving at the elevator, the quiet air of silence that only early morning offers. Still waiting...finally the audible bell as the doors open, still moving in a robotic manner as every...
Her hands were bound to the headboard. She could hear him walking around the bed, out of her sight. She was naked, ass up on the bed.She heard the swish just a brief moment before she felt the sting of leather across her backside. She winced and he struck again, making her cry out. He traced the tails gently across her cheeks and struck her again and again. She cried out, but she didn't want it to stop. She could feel the wetness dripping from between her legs, down to his crisp, clean...
He was up before her, slipping out of bed and quietly preparing for the office. He took a shower, shaved and got dressed. He started the standard pot of coffee, and slid a bagel into the toaster. His mind was a bit fuzzy, he regretted the unplanned glass of wine from last night. It had ended up turning into a full bottle that he shared with his wife. He replayed the events of the prior evening through his mind, the spontaneous laughter, the wine, the closeness of his wife and the wonderful...
Straight SexMonday Morning ThoughtsThis is a repost with permission from the author. I have had comments from my readers, who say "so you like cock" in that sarcastic online tone.Would it be cruel of me to stop talking about how I love cock so big and hard and smooth and soft. I love when a cock becomes fully erect and the little eye opens and winks once. It is like an eye of a lover who blinks once in the early morning to see in what devilish way i am waking Him this morning. He blinks tiredly, sees, he...