Ye dekh kr wo muze dekhne mere ghr aa gye.Puch ne lge ki nik kya teri tbyt ro achhi hai na to maine kaha ha yr bs esehi phir rohit aaya usne mafi mang... meri to muze boht achha lga.Phir utneme mom nashta leke aa gye wo sbne maa ko namaste kiya or nashteki plate uthate samay mom ko ghurte ja rhe the…Mom unse bate krne lgi pr un sbka dyan to batome nhi kai or hi tha mai smaz gya ki inki niyat me khot hai to maine unse bola jaldi kro muze khi bahr jana hai to unhone nashta khatam kiya or hm chowk. Mami mere lund ki skin par jor jor se rab kar rahi thi. Woh meri testicles ko choosne lagi. Mera lund kafi garam ho gaya tha.Main: Varsha mera pani nikalne wala hai.Mami: Toh kya hua, jhad jaa tu mere mooh me. Mujhe tere viry ko chalna hai.Main mami ke mooh me khad gaya. Mami ab aur excite ho gayi.Mami: Tere chutiya mama ne jo nahi kiya, woh tu kar raha hai. Mujhe teri rand bana le. Jabh bhi chahe toh mujhe chida kar, par mujhe tere bachche ki maa bana de.Main: Varsha, ab tu bed pe jaake let. So, our sex life was all about boobs, nipples and sucking. As I always told her I liked her breasts very much admired their size and loved playing with them she started being comfortable with her shapes. She was still a little shy at the public places, but when we were alone, she proudly showed me her boobs dressed or naked. She teased me by showing her cleavage and nipples or by telling me how heavy they felt when she was standing. And her breasts helped her making money, too. One day she was. I took a test and it came back negative. After that night, I got on birth control. I took the next few days off, then went back to school. When I would see him in the halls, I just nodded hello but I never did talk to Sarah the same way again. I realized I had two choices and I needed to make a decision. I could have hid behind baggy clothes, sit in the back of classes, never talk to anyone and be uncomfortable for the rest of my life or I can put it all behind me and move on. I realized I can.