Maine dekhe unki saree ghutno tak aa chuki thi unki chikni tangey dekhkr meri chut gili hone lagi. Maine dheere se ek hath unko boob par rakh diya aur...sehelane lagi. Dheere dheere unke pass gayi aur nipple dabane lagi. Unka koi reaction nahi aaya to maine ek hath unki saree k niche se dala aur saree upr kar di jb tak unki jhatein nahi dikhne lagi. Unki thighs sehelane lagi fir unki aankh khul gayi. Vo boli ye kya kar rhi ho tum. Maine kaha jo apko psnd h. To vo boli nahi mujhe haye sb psnd nahi. We talked for a while, about school, about life, about many things. In-between, Divya Ma’am switched on the TV and switched to a regional channel, where a movie was just starting. We decided to watch the movie.So we watched the movie. She sat close to me and-and took my hand in hers. Throughout the movie, she caressed my arm and my thigh in turns. Each touch was like an electric current that passed through me. In between, I sighed and laid my head on her shoulder. I could inhale her feminine. "After a couple hits and misses my period settled down to once every four weeks. To my displeasure it always began on a Saturday. By the time I turned sixteen my breasts had grown out to the size they were the first time I ever saw them. My figure wasn't a perfect a ten, but I did cause a few poor boys wet dreams.At the start of my junior year something happened that took me a while to convince people I was telling the truth. A new girl joined the student body at my high school. Stella wasn't. Kya kamal ke boobs the bhabhi ke aur uspe dark nipples the. Aur gand bhi bhari hui thi. Maine bola ye khajana kab se chupa rakha tha. Woh boli aaj sab tumara hai loot lo.Maine uske gand ko dabaya aur ek slap mara kiss krte karte. Phir kiss karte karte niche aane laga. Uske neck ko kiss kiya. Woh moan karne lagi. Phir dhire dhire aur niche gaya aur uske dono boobs ko dabane laga aur chusne laga.Woh ekdam bekaboo ho rahi thi. Phir uske sabse sensitive part uski nabhi ko jab maine touch kiya woh.