The Beach Game
This story dates back to 1990’s when I was doing my graduation in Delhi. Nisha , a gorgeous young lady was my table partner in all the practical classes. We were good friends and used to divulge all the secrets keeping nothing confidential between us. From the first day, I could not keep myself from oggling from her almost ‘D’ sized boobs which were very firmly shaped. In between the talks and the classes, I used to catch a glimpse of the pumpkins whenever opportunity permitted. Nisha used to...