This is [email protected] again with another story. It’s nearly 5 days since my cock discharged sperm and started straining my body. I was feeling horny and wild too. To ease my tension, I pulled of my shorts, and lay down on the sofa. Thinking about my neighbor Julie aunty giving me a blow-job I started to masturbate. Few minutes later, the door bell rang. Ignoring it, I continued to shag. A few seconds later, the door bell rang again. No to deprive me of the pleasure, I continued with my hand job my fist furiously working on my cock. The next door-bell jolted me out of my fist-fury. The bell rang continuously – apparently whoever was at the door was terribly impatient. Cursing whoever it was, I hurriedly got up, wore my … the bell was still ringing. “Wait a minute, I am coming”, I shouted and ran towards the door and opening. Standing in front of me was Anu with an apologetic face.
This 18-year old girl Anu was our neighbor’s daughter. “Sorry Vinu uncle” she said apologetically “can I watch your TV please? Ours has just gone out of Order and I hate to miss the serial sthree”, she pleaded. “No problem Anu molaee, come in and make yourself comfortable”, I hesitatingly replied. There goes my pleasure, I thought as I let her in. As she passed me, I could sense a faint smell of her body odor, a musky kind of smell which aroused me. For the first time, I started really observing her. Though 15, her physical attributes made her appear to be a 20 year old. She was about five-feet, three inches tall, an exotic maiden with long, with black hair trailing down to her shoulders and slender shapely legs. She was wearing a short dark blue skirt and white shirt. She walked with gaiety, put on the TV and plopped herself on the couch – in the same spot where I was about to enjoy my masturbation.
I asked her to enjoy the movie and told her my intention to spend some time with her Dad. “Sorry Vinu uncle, Daddy & Mummy have gone for a party and they will return very late, only after midnight”. Disappointed for having to discontinue my pleasure for the time being, and also for having nothing to do, I told her to enjoy the serial. “If you need any thing to eat or drink, please help yourself, we have plenty of chips and soft-drinks”, I said. “Sure Vinu uncle”, she replied. I went to our bedroom to read the recent issue of a film magazine. Then all of a sudden I head a loud bang followed by crying. I ran into the sitting room and saw Anu lying on floor crying and holding her knee. A packet of potato chips and bottle of Pepsi was lying beside her. Apparently, she must have tripped on the rug and fallen down, I thought. I knelt beside her to examine her paining knee.
I could not help but notice that her skirt had ridden up to her waist, and as I checked out her left knee, my eyes kept wandering to her light blue cotton panties. Her sobs were subsiding as I ran my hands over her knee – there was no damage that I could see. But I prolonged the moment, my mind reeling madly as I noticed the tiny curls of pubic hair that were peeking around the leg bands of her underwear. All of a sudden I was being turned on by this girl – my dick was hardening, my heart was beating faster; I felt my breath coming shallow and quick. I could barely see the folds of her labia, or imagined I could, through that thin white material. My attentions to her knee had caused her legs to spread slightly, and I found myself pushing the knee farther, pretending to look for damage, watching feverishly out the corner of my eye as the edge of her pussy began to barely peak out from the elastic. I began to slide my hand down a bit from her knee, feeling the taut youthfulness of her thigh. “Ohhhhhh!” she said, and I looked up.
I had spread her legs far enough that she’d felt it. Her face was red with a blush. “Um, your knee looks OK,” I said. “Thanks Vinu uncle,” she whispered, then stood up and ran to the bathroom. Had she seen me looking at her pussy? I was not sure, but something seemed to have made her react. Confused and turned on, I returned to our bedroom. I sat on the bed and my mind filled with what had happened. I was no child molester; that I knew for sure. Anu’s young body had turned me on, but that was natural, wasn’t it? And all I had done was look – how could I help myself? The girl was a knockout, though she clearly did not know it. I mean, to have ignored that pretty little cunt when it was staring me in the face would have been inhuman. Wouldn’t it? My dick would not soften. I tried to think of mundane things like work and reading, but no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts ran back to Anu’s thighs, Anu’s pussy, Anu’s little hands wrapped around my cock shaft, the sheer madness of sinking my prick, centimeter by centimeter into that tight little slit. Oh god, this was insanity – how could I get this girl out of my head. I took out my cock and began to beat off feverishly.
I shot off in about a dozen strokes, pouring my sperm into a towel that was sitting on the bed-side-table. No sooner had I finished wiping of my dick and wore my pants, there was a knock on the door and lo – it was Anu. With a strange look in her eyes, she came and sat beside me. “Can I ask you something vinu uncle?” she asked. I just nodded. “Vinu uncle, I noticed a swelling inside your pants when you touched me” she asked innocently “what was it?” Embarrassed at her question, I said “Nothing Molaee”. She asked again. I said “Anu molaee, this is not the right question a young girl can ask an adult like me”. Looking at my eyes, she slowly inched towards me touching my thighs insisted “Please vinu uncle, I am curious”. There was a strange mischief in her eyes. I patted here arms and said. “OK. If you have questions, I’ll answer them. But you absolutely have to promise that this conversation will stay between the two of us.” “I swear,” she said, solemnly.
She came still closer to me and I thought I noticed something different about the way she looked, but I could not place it. “What did you want to ask me?” “Well. It’s just that…. I saw something swelling in your pants…” she asked nervously “what is it?” “I got a Hard-on,” I replied. “Why did get hard?” “Because I saw your naked things and your panties, I should have turned my head.” “Oh. That’s OK. But why would that make you get hard? I mean, I’m just a kid.” I smiled and leaned forward a bit. She leaned too, and I noticed then what that difference was in her appearance. She’d taken off her bra. Through the low scoop in her thin material shirt I could see most of the curve of her right breast, and even the edge of her nipple, which was pink and perfect. I shifted on the bed, feeling my cock rise, and tried to concentrate on my hands as I spoke. Why did you get a hard on looking at me…? Uncle” she drifted off. After a moment of silence, she turned back to face me. Her face was bright with nervous excitement.
It was as if she had hoped someone would notice her, and someone finally had. And now she was not sure how to feel about it. “Why?” I said. “Well, it is very simple, actually. When a man sees a beautiful woman’s body, part of his brain automatically responds, sending signals to his…” “Oh, I know that. I mean, I figured that out from what you said before. But why me?” “I told you. You have a lovely body, Anu molaee. “Oh?” She looked surprised and a little pleased. “But I was not naked”. “No. But I saw your light blue panties, and… Well, that area. It had a similar effect.” “Really.” That mischievous look was back, and something in her smile told me that she was pretty happy at the notion of having so much control over an adult.
(TBC)........
This 18-year old girl Anu was our neighbor’s daughter. “Sorry Vinu uncle” she said apologetically “can I watch your TV please? Ours has just gone out of Order and I hate to miss the serial sthree”, she pleaded. “No problem Anu molaee, come in and make yourself comfortable”, I hesitatingly replied. There goes my pleasure, I thought as I let her in. As she passed me, I could sense a faint smell of her body odor, a musky kind of smell which aroused me. For the first time, I started really observing her. Though 15, her physical attributes made her appear to be a 20 year old. She was about five-feet, three inches tall, an exotic maiden with long, with black hair trailing down to her shoulders and slender shapely legs. She was wearing a short dark blue skirt and white shirt. She walked with gaiety, put on the TV and plopped herself on the couch – in the same spot where I was about to enjoy my masturbation.
I asked her to enjoy the movie and told her my intention to spend some time with her Dad. “Sorry Vinu uncle, Daddy & Mummy have gone for a party and they will return very late, only after midnight”. Disappointed for having to discontinue my pleasure for the time being, and also for having nothing to do, I told her to enjoy the serial. “If you need any thing to eat or drink, please help yourself, we have plenty of chips and soft-drinks”, I said. “Sure Vinu uncle”, she replied. I went to our bedroom to read the recent issue of a film magazine. Then all of a sudden I head a loud bang followed by crying. I ran into the sitting room and saw Anu lying on floor crying and holding her knee. A packet of potato chips and bottle of Pepsi was lying beside her. Apparently, she must have tripped on the rug and fallen down, I thought. I knelt beside her to examine her paining knee.
I could not help but notice that her skirt had ridden up to her waist, and as I checked out her left knee, my eyes kept wandering to her light blue cotton panties. Her sobs were subsiding as I ran my hands over her knee – there was no damage that I could see. But I prolonged the moment, my mind reeling madly as I noticed the tiny curls of pubic hair that were peeking around the leg bands of her underwear. All of a sudden I was being turned on by this girl – my dick was hardening, my heart was beating faster; I felt my breath coming shallow and quick. I could barely see the folds of her labia, or imagined I could, through that thin white material. My attentions to her knee had caused her legs to spread slightly, and I found myself pushing the knee farther, pretending to look for damage, watching feverishly out the corner of my eye as the edge of her pussy began to barely peak out from the elastic. I began to slide my hand down a bit from her knee, feeling the taut youthfulness of her thigh. “Ohhhhhh!” she said, and I looked up.
I had spread her legs far enough that she’d felt it. Her face was red with a blush. “Um, your knee looks OK,” I said. “Thanks Vinu uncle,” she whispered, then stood up and ran to the bathroom. Had she seen me looking at her pussy? I was not sure, but something seemed to have made her react. Confused and turned on, I returned to our bedroom. I sat on the bed and my mind filled with what had happened. I was no child molester; that I knew for sure. Anu’s young body had turned me on, but that was natural, wasn’t it? And all I had done was look – how could I help myself? The girl was a knockout, though she clearly did not know it. I mean, to have ignored that pretty little cunt when it was staring me in the face would have been inhuman. Wouldn’t it? My dick would not soften. I tried to think of mundane things like work and reading, but no matter how hard I tried, my thoughts ran back to Anu’s thighs, Anu’s pussy, Anu’s little hands wrapped around my cock shaft, the sheer madness of sinking my prick, centimeter by centimeter into that tight little slit. Oh god, this was insanity – how could I get this girl out of my head. I took out my cock and began to beat off feverishly.
I shot off in about a dozen strokes, pouring my sperm into a towel that was sitting on the bed-side-table. No sooner had I finished wiping of my dick and wore my pants, there was a knock on the door and lo – it was Anu. With a strange look in her eyes, she came and sat beside me. “Can I ask you something vinu uncle?” she asked. I just nodded. “Vinu uncle, I noticed a swelling inside your pants when you touched me” she asked innocently “what was it?” Embarrassed at her question, I said “Nothing Molaee”. She asked again. I said “Anu molaee, this is not the right question a young girl can ask an adult like me”. Looking at my eyes, she slowly inched towards me touching my thighs insisted “Please vinu uncle, I am curious”. There was a strange mischief in her eyes. I patted here arms and said. “OK. If you have questions, I’ll answer them. But you absolutely have to promise that this conversation will stay between the two of us.” “I swear,” she said, solemnly.
She came still closer to me and I thought I noticed something different about the way she looked, but I could not place it. “What did you want to ask me?” “Well. It’s just that…. I saw something swelling in your pants…” she asked nervously “what is it?” “I got a Hard-on,” I replied. “Why did get hard?” “Because I saw your naked things and your panties, I should have turned my head.” “Oh. That’s OK. But why would that make you get hard? I mean, I’m just a kid.” I smiled and leaned forward a bit. She leaned too, and I noticed then what that difference was in her appearance. She’d taken off her bra. Through the low scoop in her thin material shirt I could see most of the curve of her right breast, and even the edge of her nipple, which was pink and perfect. I shifted on the bed, feeling my cock rise, and tried to concentrate on my hands as I spoke. Why did you get a hard on looking at me…? Uncle” she drifted off. After a moment of silence, she turned back to face me. Her face was bright with nervous excitement.
It was as if she had hoped someone would notice her, and someone finally had. And now she was not sure how to feel about it. “Why?” I said. “Well, it is very simple, actually. When a man sees a beautiful woman’s body, part of his brain automatically responds, sending signals to his…” “Oh, I know that. I mean, I figured that out from what you said before. But why me?” “I told you. You have a lovely body, Anu molaee. “Oh?” She looked surprised and a little pleased. “But I was not naked”. “No. But I saw your light blue panties, and… Well, that area. It had a similar effect.” “Really.” That mischievous look was back, and something in her smile told me that she was pretty happy at the notion of having so much control over an adult.
(TBC)........