Hi this is Pabby… my very old exprince is here. did u like it??? plz do mail me.
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Mallika is married to Dheeraj, who is in the Navy. They are both 29 yrs. old, and, have been, married for 7 years. Pabby young boy living in the same building on same floor where their flat was, who is now 20.
Since he was 18, Pabby has spent most weekends, at their flat, when Dheeraj is away, keeping Mallika ‘company’.
Because she was alone so much, in the flat, she don’t close doors as much as most people. One night when Pabby was in the flat, she decided to have a bath, while he watched a video. As she lay soaking, in the hot, soapy water, she sensually washed her 36D breasts, with a large sponge, filling it with hot water and squeezing it, so the contents cascaded down onto her big brown nipples. Although she had a Simply Red tape playing, She heard Pabby walk along the corridor, presumably, going to the toilet. As She continued rubbing her breasts, stomach and legs, she forgot about him. After a couple of minutes, she realised that she hadn’t heard the cistern flush. she turned her head, towards the partly open, door, and suddenly heard the sound of scampering feet, and the toilet door closed. He had been peeking through the gap in the door! SHE guessed that he was now tugging at his young cock. she was blushing, but giggled at how naughty SHE felt.
Perhaps SHE was naïve, but, as he was only 18, SHE never considered that he would be interested in girls, never mind, a woman her age.
She got out of the bath, and closed the door. As she dried herself, SHE heard Pabby leave the toilet, and go back to the living room.
Now, in her short gown, and a pair of clean pair of knickers, she joined Pabby. He acted as if nothing had happened, but hardly looked at her, as he continued to watch his video. she poured herself a glass of wine, and decided to forget about the incident.
She didn’t give it another thought until Pabby arrived, the following Friday. They chatted, as usual, while they ate a take-away meal, with her drinking a couple of glasses of wine. She told him that he could watch a video, if he wanted to, while she took a bath.
She was getting undressed, while the water was running, when the memories of the previous week came back to her. She put her hand on the door handle, to close it, when she had the naughtiest of thoughts. Deliberately, she left it ajar, about 9 or 10 inches.
When she sunk into the hot bubbles, she couldn’t relax. Her heart was skipping beats as she wondered whether he would come back, for a second look. She needn’t have worried, after about five minutes, she sensed him tiptoeing out of the living room. Desperately trying not to look at the door she leaned out of the bath to pick up the large jug, to wash her hair, making sure that he got a good view of her firm tits and inch long, ‘rock hard’ brown nipples.
She proceeded to wash her long, brown, permed hair, gently making her breasts sway, when the soapy bubbles ran over them. After 5, or so, minutes, she heard the toilet door close. She chuckled, to herself. It had worked. she don’t know why, but teasing this 18-yr. old boy was turning her on. After rinsing her hair, she lay back, and just wallowed, letting her nipples peak through the bubbles. As he probably couldn’t see her tits, anymore, he went back to his video. Again they didn’t mention what had just happened, as she sat opposite him, while they watched the late night football highlights. In bed that night, she couldn’t get to sleep, for thinking about what she had done. Quietly, and quickly she fingered herself to orgasm.
They continued this ‘game’ for the whole of the following year, whenever Dheeraj was at sea. He would stand outside of the bathroom, watching her wash her tits, then run into the toilet for a wank. Then she would sit opposite him, sometimes flashing her knickers, and long legs. Occasionally she would let her Robin fall open, to show him her cleavage, pretending that it was an accident. In bed she would end the night by playing with herself. By now she had convinced Dheeraj to buy her a vibrator, ‘because she missed him so much’! she don’t know which of us looked forward to Friday night, the most, Pabby or herself. Towards the end of the year, she found a pair of her knickers in the wash-basket, with a white stain in the crotch that wasn’t her!
Pabby came to stay with her for the weekends telling his mother that he is taking Mallika’s help in studies, this Friday it was his 19th birthday. By now he was quite tall (5ft 9) and handsome, for a young boy. Playing football and hockey had made his body fill out.
she ordered a pizza when they sat for dinner with him and some beer
When the pizza arrived, she offered him a bottle of beer, for the first time, “Are you sure?” he asked. “Of course. You’re nearly a man now!” she laughed.
They spent the next hour eating, drinking (he had three bottles!), and chatting. When they had finished, she announced that she was going to have a bath. They had still never admitted, to each other, that they both knew what the other was doing. Perhaps, the mystery added to the sexual tension.
As she was getting undressed, she had a Devilish thought, as to what she would do for his birthday treat. Just to tease him, she closed the bathroom door.
Pabby was watching his video, when she sat joined him in the living room. As she always do, when she sit on the armchair, she curled her legs underneath her. As they chatted, and drank, she shuffled her position slightly, opening her legs. His eyes nearly popped out of his head; she wasn’t wearing any knickers!
During the next half-hour, she was ‘like a cat on hot coals’; she couldn’t sit still, re-positioning herself, continuously, making sure that he didn’t miss a thing. Opening her legs, slightly, then closing them, pulling her knees up to her chin, short flashes then long, lingering moments. Her fanny was soaking. She started to worry that she might mark the chair! He never took his eyes from between her legs. He, too, had to keep adjusting himself, as his cock must have been straining to get out of his pants.
Pabby suddenly blurted out, “I’m going to bed!” and ran out of the room, nearly bent double. Pleased with herself, she too went to bed. As she was a little bit drunk, for once, she couldn’t keep quiet when she fucked herself, three or four times, with her vibrator. she was moaning and groaning, as she thrashed her plastic cock in and out of her hot cunt, thinking about Pabby in the next room, wanking for India.
The atmosphere, at breakfast, was electric. They never spoke about the previous nights’ ‘game’, but he couldn’t hide the cheeky grin, on his face.
She was really enjoying these nights, but gradually, began to worry about where the relationship was going. Thankfully, Dheeraj was soon posted back to the India, which meant that he could travel home, most weekends. she, also, started going out, occasionally, with friends, from work, on Fridays, which meant that the risk was being reduced, as Pabby was staying less often. When he did, they still ‘played their game’, still without touching each other. Her masturbating was getting louder and louder, as she wanted him to know the effect that he had on her. She was, also, deliberately leaving her wet knickers on the top of the wash basket, for him to find. The following morning, they would always be caked in dry spunk.
Just before the Christmas, Dheeraj was posted far, for two months. On the Thursday after he had gone, Pabby rang to ask if he could bring a friend, to stay at the flat, on the Saturday night. Nervously, she agreed, but told him that she would be going out, to a party, with colleagues from work, so they would be alone. He didn’t seem to mind, too much, which disappointed her slightly.
On the Saturday, they arrived at about 5pm, Pabby showed his friend Robin, to the spare room, where they left their over night bags. Both boys were 19, about the same height and physique. Pabby was the most attractive, but Robin had bright ginger hair, and a lovely, warm smile. They sat talking and drinking coffee, for an hour, or so, when she looked at her watch and told them that she would have to shower and get ready for her party.
As she didn’t know what Pabby had told Robin, she closed the bathroom door, when she showered. As she was about to turn the shower on, she heard the sound of whispering, outside the door. She smiled, to herself, as she realised that Pabby had told his friend about their ‘game’.
She was in her bedroom, fastening her bra, when she heard someone open the bathroom door; she looked in the mirror. Her bedroom door wasn’t completely closed, and she could see Robin watching her. For a few seconds, she didn’t know what to do. Instead of confronting him, she slowly continued, straightening her black nylon, stockings, bending over as she did, so her tits nearly popped out of the cups. she pulled her knickers high up her thighs, making sure that they accentuated her legs, and framed her tight, round arse cheeks, for him. Her heart was pounding, as she took her time choosing a skirt, finally deciding on her, short, black leather one, and a low cut blue blouse. By now Pabby had joined him, they had even pushed the door open slightly, for a clearer view. By the time, that she had put her shoes on, they were back, sitting in the living room.
”What are you plans for tonight?” she asked Pabby, while she stood in front of the mirror, applying her lipstick. “we’re just going to watch a couple of videos,” he laughed, and looked at Robin, who joined in.
She was watching Robin and Pabby’s reflections, as they stared at her, whispered and began to laugh, again.
”She might be late, because some of the girls are going clubbing. There’s beer in the fridge, if you want it.” she winked at Pabby, and left for the party.
Although she is only 29, it felt good to be desired by these two young boys.
The party was held in a City center pub, and went well. There was plenty to drink and eat, and the music was good. When the pub closed, no one really wanted to go clubbing, so she decided to go straight home. In the taxi, she spent the whole journey planning how she could tease both boys, without letting anything get ‘out of hand’.
As she entered the flat, she could hear the boys making a lot of noise, and the T V was very loud. The first thing that she saw was a black cock, the size of her arm going into a shaved fanny, on her 24- inch TV!
”What the Hell! Where did you find those?” she shouted, as she entered the living room. They were watching Dheeraj’s porn videos, and the carpet was littered with used tissues and empty beer bottles. “Shit!” Pabby gasped, “I’m sorry, she was looking for something to watch, and found these.” He stuttered, as he tried to find the remote control, and pull his pants up to cover his boner, at the same time! “I’m so sorry, I thought that you would be back later than this! Shit! I’m so sorry!”
The sight of two teenagers wanking at a porn film was surreal, but very funny.
Laughing at his predicament, she told him, “It’s okay. Don’t let me spoil your night, carry on. Who wants a beer?”
Puzzled, they looked at each other, grinned, and then both replied, “Yes please.”
When she came back with the beers, they had pulled their jeans up, but had not fastened them. Their cocks were now hidden from view. She handed them a bottle, each, making sure that they could look down her cleavage.
Sitting next to Pabby, she picked up two of the empty video boxes, and asked, “This isn’t the first time that you’ve watched these, is it?” Blushing, he replied that he’d found them some months earlier, and had regularly watched them, when she went out. She couldn’t believe how horny he was. Not only had he spent the last 18 months spying on her, he was also wanking over porn videos. She only wished that her husband had been half as horny! “Which one do you like best?” she asked. After looking at Robin, for guidance, Pabby pointed at one on the floor. ‘Blowjob Annie’, “she might have guessed! Just like Deeraj!” she said as she read the box, “Is this what you like your girlfriends to do, for you?” she asked him. “We wish!” he said as he rolled his eyes, Robin nodded in agreement.
”So what do they do?” she teased.
”Not much, only, you know……playing with their…..tits.” Pabby started to laugh, at his confession.
”You mean that you’ve never had a blowjob!” she rolled her eyes in mock amazement, “well, if you promise not to tell anyone, and I mean, anyone, we can put that right, tonight, can’t we!” Even though they were her words, she shocked herself. “we promise, we promise!” they both shouted.
Standing up, she started to unbutton her blouse; “We can’t do anything with their clothes on. Hurry up, get your jeans off!”
In seconds, jeans, socks, shirts and briefs were being flung around the room.
As she dropped her skirt, to the floor, they both stood, with their hand on their hips. Their young cocks were as hard as rocks, jutting out from their firm, young bodies. Stepping out of her skirt, she was left in just her pale blue bra, panty, suspenders and black stockings. Raising her arms above her head, and breathing in, she asked, “Do I look nice?” “Yes!” they answered together.
With a cheeky smile, she then asked, “Who wants to go first?” Already tugging on his cock, Pabby nearly screamed, “Me, please!”
”You had both better sit down, then.” she motioned to the sofa. The two naked boys sat side by side. she knelt in front of them. Resting her tits on his knees, she ran her red finger- nail down Pabby’s’ big blue vein. He winced. “Did that hurt?” she teased. Pabby nodded. “I’d better kiss it better then.”
Wrapping her fingers around the slim shaft, she slowly covered the purple helmet with her mouth, “OOOOOHHH!” He groaned. Slowly and firmly she stroked up and down, as she sucked and licked his young meat. With her other hand, she tickled Robin’s balls, and teased his cock with her fingers. Sensing that his balls were tightening, she pulled her head back, and speeded up her rubbing, “Aaaagghhh!” he grunted, as his hot, white spunk shot out of his tiny piss hole, landing on his stomach. With a couple of firm, squeezes, the last drops oozed out.
”Me, me, me now!” Robin squealed excitedly. She straightened her self, and undid her bra. Her breasts were aching, and her long nipples felt like pebbles. Moving in front of Robin, she told Pabby, “Squeeze her tits.” As she took hold of Robin’s fat cock, Pabby knelt beside her, and tentatively held her right breast. “Not like that, squeeze them harder, you’ve waited long enough, use both hands.” With that he dug his fingers into her fleshy mounds, and pounded them like they were clay. Robin ran his fingers through her hair, as she covered his knob with her hot mouth. The pain that Pabby was causing in her tits was fantastic, her mouth was watering nearly as much as her cunt, making her squirm. Continuing to wank Robin, she stopped sucking, to whisper, “Finger me. Squeeze me arse.” Pabby couldn’t believe his luck, and moved behind her. One hand went straight down the back of her knickers, digging his fingers into her arse cheek. She let out a little sigh. Unsure, his other hand slid into the front of her pants, slowly moving through her hairy pubes. His hand was trembling. “Finger me!” she repeated. His fingers slid all over her sweaty box. Her cunt lips seemed to part of their own accord; her fanny sucking his slim fingers in, first one, then two. She groaned as she speeded up her blowjob. She stopped concentrating, as Pabby twisted his hand around, his thumb touching her clitoris, sending her to new heights of desire. Robin’s cock twitched, and his juice squirted into her mouth. She pulled it in as far as it would go, draining every last drop, into her mouth. She threw her head back, to see Robin shaking. “Wow!” was all that he could say.
Pabby was still fingering her and digging his fingers into her soft arse flesh. Like an expert. She was rotating her hips, in rhythm, while his thumb kept hitting the tip of her clit. She was going mad. “Deeper, harder, more, more!” she shouted, closing her eyes. Clinging onto Robin’s hips, her face pressed against his still hard cock, she fucked his hand, desperately trying to climax.
Pabby was now pressing his own, hard cock against her stocking clad leg. She turned her head to look at young guy, “Fuck me.” she told him.
”I haven’t got anything.” He pleaded, not wishing to miss this opportunity. “I don’t care! Fuck me!” Without being told twice, he pulled his fingers out of her throbbing cunt, and knelt directly behind her. At first he fumbled with her knickers, then pulled them to one side, she was so wet and swollen, he slid in very easily.
Grabbing her suspender belt, he immediately started banging away, as only a young boy can. This was what she needed. “Oh yes Pabby!” she groaned, “faster, faster! Fuck me harder! Squeeze my tits! Fuck me, fuck me!”
’Doggy Style’ is her favourite position. She love the feeling when the cock rubs against her rear wall. She opened her eyes to see Robin’s cock still waving in front of her. She couldn’t resist, and pulled it back into her mouth. It tasted wonderful; still covered in spunk and lipstick. She gobbled on it like it was a toffee. With her other hand, she had to play with her clit. She had never known it stick out so much. It actually hurt as she rubbed it with her finger.
Pabby had found another gear, and was really hammering into her, digging his fingers into her tits, occasionally nipping her nipples. With hindsight, he had probably had two or three wanks before she caught him, then she had given him a blowjob, so no wonder he didn’t show any signs of cumming!
she shuddered as her climax hit her, but, as Pabby was still fucking her, and Robin was looking very comfortable as she continued sucking him, she decided to keep playing with herself. Three more times she climaxed, before Pabby shot a small load into her.
He pulled out, and flopped down, beside her. She, too, was shattered. She rolled over, and sat next to him. She was shaking and covered in sweat. His cock was covered in their juices, and still stood up like a small flagpole.
As she got her breath back, Robin moved off the sofa, and stood in front of her, pointing his cock at her face. “Can I…..have a turn, please.” He asked, politely! After grabbing a bottle of beer and taking a swig, to lubricate her mouth, she smiled as she told him, “Of course, sweetheart. I wouldn’t want you to feel left out.” As she stood up, she slipped her knickers off, leaving her in just her stockings and suspenders, her cunt lips felt as if they were hanging down to her knees. The look on both of their young faces was very satisfying, as she lay back on the sofa, with her legs splayed wide apart, Pabby’s spunk still leaking from her hole. Their grins could have lit up the room.
Robin, lay on top of her, and with a little bit of adjustment, his cock slid inside. After the hammering that Pabby had just given her, she was a bit tender, but that just added to the excitement, as he too, started like a train, which took her by surprise. By instinct she wrapped her legs around his hips, rubbing her nylons against his back. By doing this, his fat cock went in as deep as Pabby had done from behind. Her aching breasts were wobbling as they rubbed against the soft, red, hair on his chest. He tried to kiss her, but couldn’t make contact, as the speed of his fucking kept making their mouths miss.
”Slow down,” she pleaded, “Okay,” he smiled. As she released her legs from his hips, he moved onto his knees, and quickly put his forearms under her legs. Without removing his cock, he lifted her arse off the settee, so that she was resting on her shoulders, “What the Hell do you think you’re doing?” she shouted, as his cock went in deeper and deeper. “I saw it on one of the films and it looked good!” Was his answer.
She was nearly bent double, as he held onto the arm of the sofa, making all of his weight push his cock into her. For once, she’d never felt anything like it! His average sized cock seemed to be filling her belly! He was doing press-ups as he fucked her, building up his speed with each stroke. Without realising it she was screaming, “Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me you bastard! That hurts! Don’t stop! Fuck me!” “Mallika, be quiet!” Pabby urged her. The pain was nearly becoming unbearable, as her cunt began to dry up, and her stomach was beginning to ache. Her face was becoming contorted with pain as she tried to stop herself screaming, as he now fucked her with long, deep, strokes, plunging in and out, as fast as ever. This 19-year-old boy was filling her deeper than anything that she’d ever known before. She was digging her own nails into his shoulders when he speeded up on more time and fired the last of his hot spunk deep into her womb.
Her hips, tummy and cunt ached, as he slowed down and let her legs flop to her side. As he lay limply on top of her, she couldn’t resist kissing him. Gently they rolled their tongues around each other’s mouths, while they came down from that fantastic high.
Finally, she kissed him on the forehead, and whispered, “I need to go to the toilet.” He rolled over, and she slid off the sofa. Her legs were shaking, and she was gasping for air, as she walked out of the room.
Her fanny was throbing as she took a long, satisfying piss. When she finished she sat for a few minutes, contemplating, what she had just done, with two 19-year-old boys. Inadvertently, her fingers were rubbing her clit, at the same time! After she had finished, she picked up a bathrobe, and went back in the living- room, where the boys were watching a girl, in a video, getting fucked in the arse and cunt, at the same time. They looked at her, holding their stiff cocks, and smiled, in anticipation of yet more sex.