Sonia_Khurana's Blog

It was a hot summer night of May ’09. We finished our dinner by around 9 PM. It was only Namrata, Pramita and myself at home. Shonali was in Pune for some of her Event on behalf of her company. Divya had not yet returned from her duty, and Jenny had gone to office for her night-shift. We sat watching TV. After a while, Nimmi got up and headed towards our room.

Nimmi : Chalo Didi, main bahot thak gayi hoon, aur kal office bhi jana hai. Main sone jaa rahi hoon. (I’m very tired and I’ve office tomorrow. I’m going to sleep now.)

Me : Okay sweet-heart. Sleep-tight. Sweet-Dreams.

Pammi seized the oopportunity and said : Sonia, I’m also feeling sleepy. Kal Bank half-day chalu rahega. (HDFC Bank will be half-day open tomorrow.)

I was the only one left in front of that Idiot – box. I decided to change the clothes and sleep by around 11 pm.

I went to my room and grabbed my nighty. Nimmi was already in deep sleep by around 10:45. I got rid of both of my under-garments and put that nighty on, tied a high pony on my head and went to switch off the TV and turn off all the lights.

We used to leave only one light ON near the Bathroom, attached … and Wash-Basin outside. This was just in case Divya and Jenny would come late in the night or if somebody had to use the … in the middle of the night.

Just as I was heading towards my room, I heard some sound coming from Pramita and Shonali’s room. It was around 11 in the night and as most of the societies and building around had calmed down, there was a pin-drop silence. The door was closed but not latched. I could close-in my right ear on the door and tried to hear more carefully. May be Pammi was having a nightmare or was feeling uncomfortable for some reason. In curiosity, I pushed the door a little. To my amusement, I found Pammi watching something on her laptop, with her left hand cupping and caressing her own left breast and right hand between her legs pampering her private area inside the panty. She was wearing a t-shirt and a 3/4th with its zip open.

I’m not naïve enough to figure out that she was watching porn movie on her laptop and feeling horny. That was the reason she went to her room early around 10. She has been watching blue films since past an hour or so now. There’s nothing wrong in it. I’ve done it so many a times before and after my marriage. I stood there for a while, at her door about 5 minutes, simply to observe what she was doing. I saw she was squeezing her left boob very hard and rubbing the top of her vagina from outside her panty. Yes, she was in her heat. She seemed kind of desperate and needing some hard-core action.

In no time she figured out someone was at the door. Feeling embarrassed, she tried to zip up her 3/4th and put her laptop in sleep mode.

Me : Pammi, you naughty girl. I know what you were doing and watching. I’ve been standing here for more than 5 minutes. You didn’t notice me.

Pushing the door even further, I went in her room and closed the door.

Me : See, there is nothing to be ashamed of it. You are not doing anything wrong. I’ve done that many times, before my marriage and after my divorce too. Even during these days, I do it occasionally, sometimes over the week-end.

She was completely speechless in the feeling of being caught red-handed. I grabbed her both hands and made her get up from her bed. I grabbed her by her right shoulder and started moving my left palm over her cheeks, and hair.

Me : You are a beautiful young girl Pammi. You can get any guy you want and have fun. Any guy can fall for you. God has carved you with a lot of care. If you want I can help you in any personal way you want, and it will remain a secret between us only.

In my introduction, I’ve not mentioned much about Pammi. She was from Kanpur, U.P. Belonged to a middle-class family with a younger sister and an elder brother who was working for some small firm back there in Kanpur. Her sister was a teenager and studying in college. She had graduated in Commerce, just like me and got a job in HDFC Bank.

Now, let me shift focus on to her personal details. Pammi was about 23-24 years old. Bit rebellious by nature, she had broken those stereo-types of a typical middle class family in Uttar Pradesh (U.P). She was a tall girl, of about 5’ 7” or 5’ 8”, with a wheatish complexion, which is quite common for Indian and UP girls. She was perfect built as she could neither be called as fat, nor skinny. She had adequate fat on her body, where it mattered the most. She had nice … breasts, lovely eyes, and about little below-shoulder length silky hair.

(Back to 11:15 PM in Mumbai)

Pammi : Sonu didi, my family is pressurizing me to get married with a boy from our cast of their choice. I don’t want to get married now. Besides, I don’t even know anything about husband-wife relations. Physical relations, that is. What to do on first night, or during periods ? I know nothing.

Me : Don’t worry sweet-heart. Nobody learns everything fore-hand. You learn only after you start doing it. I can help you in getting rid of your hidden fears. You know, I was married and divorced before, right. Besides, I’m a woman just like you. I know what it feels to be hot and in need. So, let help you now.

I grabbed her completely, with my both hands behind her shoulders and started kissing her very gently on her cheeks, chin, throat, ears, eyes and forehead. She had closed her eyes and grabbed me from my waist. She pulled me closer towards her. I pulled her on Shonali’s bed and we sat down next to each other. I put my hand on her thigh and tried to smooch her. She did not protest. Our lips were locked in no time. I can’t describe how her naturally pink-ish luscious lips felt like, on my tongue.

I gently moved my palm from her thighs to her stomach and gently little more upwards towards her chest and cupped her left boob. I figured out she too was not wearing a bra inside her t-shirt. I started kneading it gently. While we were still kissing each other passionately, I could hear her moan. I broke our lip-sync and kissed her forehead. I looked at her and smiled.

Pammi : Sonu didi, niche to aag lagi hui hai. Jaldi se wahan par kuchh karo na, please. (There is fire between my legs. Do something fast please.)

I made her lie down on Shonali’s bed and lifted her t-shirt up. Her nice … were in front of me. I must tell you, they filled my palms nicely.

Me : Wow ! Pammi, teri choochiyaan toh bahot mast hai yaar. Inka kabhi koi istemal nahi kiya kya? (You have nice boobies. Haven’t you used it till now, for anything else ?)

Pammi : Kya istemal karoon, Didi ? Kabhi-kabhi akeli hoti hoon aur kuchh mood hota hai to apni nipples ke saath khelti rehti hoon. Mujhe toh usme bhi bahot mazaa aata hai. (What should use it for Didi? Sometimes, when I’m alone, I play with my nipples. I enjoy that part too, quite a lot.)

Me : Theek hai, mujhe zaraa dekhne de, kaisi lagti hai teri nipples. (Okay, let me taste and see how your nipples feel like.)

I got on top of her and grabbed both her boobs in my palms. I started kneading and squeezing them both simultaneously, while still kissing her on her body. She felt so hot that she herself took off her t-shirt and got half-naked. I grabbed her left boob and started licking and sucking it. I rolled my tongue around her nipple on her areola.

For boys and men, who are reading this and don’t know what areola, it is the dark-ish almost circular or oval shaped topping in the middle of the boob with nipple in the middle of it. The colour of areola depends on the skin-colour of the girl, and her genetics. Mallu or Tamilian girl or woman with a dark colour skin would have dark brown or black coloured nipples, whereas a very fair Kashmiri, Nepali or Garhwali (H.P.) girl would have pink-ish or light-brown-ish (coffee-coloured) nipples. Size of the actual nipple depends how many times it is sucked. Older married women who have give birth to 2 or more kids and have been married for more than 10-12 years will have big nipples, whereas young teenage girls who have just started menstruating will have tiny nipples.

I was licking it so passionately that she got both her hands above the pillow and started pulling her own hair. I thought it was enough to tease the poor girl who was already horny after watching porn movies on her laptop. So, I started kissing her in down-ward direction, heading towards her naval. I kissed and circled my tongue around her naval for 2 minutes. Then I opened her button and zip of her 3/4th pant. I pulled her pant out. She was wearing a nice light green coloured panty, which was looking dark from the middle. Yes, her vagina was fully lubricated and was leaking her juices which was making her panty wet. I started pulling her panty down and out of her legs.

I was staring at her wet vagina. I could see her juices all spread outside and smeared all over her outer labia. Outer labia are the two bigger fatter lips of the vagina that keep it covered and which has hair on it. Pammi had a very little hair on her outer labia.

Me : Arey Pammi, tere niche toh baal hi nahi hai ? (You don’t seem to have much hair here.)

Pammi : Abhi kuchh din pehle hi nikale the Sonu didi. Phir se badh gaye honge. ( I got rid of it few days ago. It must have grown back.)

I ran my tongue over her naked thighs up to her naval and again around her labia without touching it.

Pammi : Didi aur pyaas mat badhaao na. Please jaldi se kuchh karo. (Please don’t tease me. Do something fast.)

Being a woman myself, I could understand what it feels like to be teased and deprived sexually, when you need it the most. Finally, I licked her completely wet and juicy outer labia. Got her labia completely inside my mouth, with my lips trying to extract and suck the juice from her vagina with my tongue touching her inner smaller labia too. It tasted bit salty but nice. I enjoyed it. I noticed her hymen was intact. She was never touched by any other boy before. So, I had to be careful not to break it. I promised myself, no matter whatever happens, I will not insert my finger inside her and break her virginity. Her virginity belonged to her husband to be, in future. Even though, that bastard might have broken like half-a-dozen hymens before marrying Pammi.

HYMEN : Its’ a small white-ish skin-like tissue covering the vagina, leaving only a small space open for … and blood to pass out during periods. Most of the young girls have it. Thickness of the hymen depends from girl to girl. For some girls, it is so thin that it may break even during cycling, swimming, running, getting in and out of public transportation, or even cleaning vagina during periods. For some other ladies, it is so thick that husbands have difficulty penetrating into her vagina, unless it is surgically removed.

I grabbed both her thighs from below and put it on my shoulders. My face was buried between her thighs completely. I started sucking and licking her inner and outer labia heavily. I could hear her moaning bit louder. It seemed as if she was completely new to this experience, which I had already experienced as a … before I got in my class 11th. I kept sucking and licking her heavily. In the interim, I started using my right palm and reached out for her abdomen, below the naval. She was shivering. Her body was literally trembling, possibly with joy and ecstasy. I could feel her thighs shaking. While my tongue was busy with her inner labia, I was able to locate her clitoris, which I started rubbing gently, in circular clock-wise motion. She tried closing her thighs as she was probably getting wilder with joy. I was feeling choked and breathless. So, I had to get out of between her legs position. I just grabbed her right leg from her thigh placed on my left shoulder and started rubbing her clitoris bit hastily. She was almost jumping in the bed with wild joy.

After about 4-5 minutes of heavy rubbing, I feel some hot thin white coloured juice oozing out of her inner labia. She had cummed, got her orgasm. She grabbed my right hand and pushed it away. I knew the reason why.

Pammi : Bas Sonu Didi, jaan hi le logi kya? Itna mazaa mujhe pehle kabhi nahi aaya. Thank you. (Stop it. Are you going to kill me or what? I’ve never had so much fun ever before. Thanks.)

I lied on top of her again, to pamper her. I started kissing her again. This time bit slower and more passionately. She too hugged me tightly and kissed me. We got lip-locked again. She grabbed my boob and squeezed it.

Pammi : Didi, tumne mera toh sab kuch dekh liya. Ab apna toh dikhao ? (You’ve seen my entire body. Now please show yours’)

My nighty had a small zip at the top. I unzipped it and pulled out my right boob. She grabbed it with her left hand. But she was bit too naughty. She herself pulled out my other boob too and grabbed both of them. She was lying on the bed all flat on her back, fully naked. I was on top of her on my knees, with both my boobs hanging on her face. She started kissing and sucking my boobs. I started enjoying it. I was rolling my fingers in her hair.

As I have mentioned above, I don’t wear undergarments while sleeping. It was just my cotton nighty.

Pammi : Didi, isse nikaal do na. Mujhe bhi sab kuch dekhna hai. (Please take off your nighty. I want to see you naked.)

I pulled my nighty up to my hips. She was too much in a hurry that she pulled it over my head immediately. I was completely naked. It was not an unusual or new situation for me, as I had been naked before, with Hemangi, Jyoti bhabhi, Jenny, Divya and Namrata before. Yes, I had enjoyed a lot with all of these. I had enjoyed and trained my current room-mate Namrata (Nimmi) too. I will describe that in some other chapter later.

So Pammi started rolling both her palms all over my body, my back, breasts, hips, thighs, everywhere. I lied next to her. We again started smooching each other. Slowly, she was trying to get on top of me. I allowed her to do so. She got on top of me and grabbed my boobs. She was squeezing then nicely, just as I was.

Pammi : Waah Didi ! Tumhare toh kaafi bade hain. Mujhe lagta hai tumhare toh Jenny se bhi bade honge. Kaunsa size pehenti ho ? ( Your boobs are quite big enough. Probably bigger than Jenny’s. What size you wear?)

Me : No dear. Mine and Jenny are almost same. Her cups are slightly bigger than mine otherwise, we both wear 38-D size.

Pammi : Tumhe kaise pataa ki uske cups bade hain? Tumne dekhe hain kya ? (How do you know her cups are bigger ? Have you seen them ?

Me : Yes, but don’t ask further. I’ll tell you later. Waise, tumhe kaise pataa Jenny ke bahot bade hain? (How do you know, Jenny has big ones?)

Pammi : Didi, maine use uske under-garments dho ke sukhane daalte hue dekha hai. Maine uski wo black-lace wali bra dekhi hai. (I’ve seen her drying her undies. I’ve seen her bra.)

She just smiled and started kissing and sucking me. Then she looked down at my private area. I had not got chance to shave my pubic region and labia for past more than 10-days or so. Hence, I had a bigger and thicker bush inside my panty. She started rolling her hand on my private area. She parted my outer labia and touched me inside.

Pammi : Waah didi, tumhara interior to bahot badhia hai? Jijaji ko toh bahot mazaa aya hoga. (Your inside is so nice. Your husband must have enjoyed it thoroughly.)

Me : Nahi re. Who toh sirf apna paani nikalne hi mere paas aata tha. Kabhi mujhe theek se pyaar kiya hi nahi. ( No dear. He used to come near me only to get his love-juice out. He never loved me properly.)

Pammi : Oh, toh isiliye aapka divorce ho gaya kya ? (So, that’s why you got divorced?)

Me : Nahi re, aur bhi bahot saari vajah hai. Phir kabhi bataaungi. Cha lab meri choot mein ungli daal jaldi se aur hila zor se. (There are many more reasons. Will tell you later. Now, put your finger inside my vagina and start rubbing it inside out.)

She just giggled and inserted her index finger inside my vagina.

Me : Ek se kaam nahi banega. Do ungliyaan daal de. (One finger won’t suffice. Put both fingers in.)

She inserted her two fingers inside my vagina and started rubbing it hard. I guided her to my G-spot and asked her to rub it. For men reading this, G-Spot is a rough spot about 1 – 1.5 inches inside the vagina. It is very sensitive and gets any woman to get her climax. I found this after a lot of research. She rubbed my G-spot and my vagina very roughly. I started enjoying it. I asked her to suck my tits simultaneously. She like an obedient student followed my instructions and started sucking my tits. I hugged her and started kissing her again. After about 5-7 minutes of heavy fingering, I got my climax. Hot white juice has started oozing out of my vagina too. But I was greedy. I wanted something more. I wanted hard-core woman-to-woman action. I had to quickly think of something, with my level of feminine experience.

Me : Pammi, chal na proper sex karte hain. (Let’s have proper sex, Pammi)

Pammi : Wo kaise ? Abhi jo kar rahe the wo sex nahi thaa kya? (How ? What we were doing, wasn’t that proper sex ?)

Me : Nahi Pammi, jaise ladka-ladki karte hain. Ladka apna hathyar ladki ke andar daal kar andar-bahar hilata hai. (No Paami, the way boy and girl does it. Boy inserts his tool inside the girl and rubs it inside-out.)

Pammi : Kaise ? (HOW?)

Me : Chalo main dikhati hoon. (Let me show you.)

I had scissoring in my mind. So, I asked her to lie down with her legs completely loose. I asked her to turn on her right side and get her left leg up in the air, pointed towards ceiling.

For boys and men who don’t know what scissoring is, you may do some Googling on “Female Scissoring” or “Lesbian Scissoring” with SafeSearch turned OFF. It is basically, two women rubbing their outward genitalia (labia) against each others’ and getting that frictional enjoyment, without any penetration.

So, with her right leg spread out on the bed, left leg upward and attached to my chest, I got my left knee over her right thigh. I was holding her left thigh with my right hand and got my clitoris placed perfectly over her outer labia. We were holding each other’s other hands. I started rubbing my labia against her. Fortunately, we both were wet enough to avoid any frictional injuries to our private parts. She seemed to like it, with my fat our labia rubbing between hers’. We continued this for about 5-6 minutes. I could see happiness on her face. That motivated me further to increase the momentum. I started thrusting and rubbing my privates against her, a bit faster and harder.

Pammi : (almost screaming in ecstasy) Oh Didi, bahot mazaa aa raha hai, aur zor se karo na. (I’m enjoying it. Please do it bit harder)

I didn’t say anything, but put my full force behind my back and started moving my hips / groin lot faster on top of her. We even changed the stance and swapped her legs, so that I can catch my breath in-between. This went on for another 8-10 minutes.

Pammi : Oh Sonia didi, ab bas karo. Aaj ke liye itni tuition kaafi hai. (Please stop it, Sonia didi. This should be sufficient for today.)

I felt nice and relaxed. We both lay next to each other completely naked, staring at each other in pure passion. We smooched and got up from Shonali’s bed. We dressed up again and kissed each other good-night. After putting my nighty back on, I had to ensure that there were no traces of our love-making activity on Shonali’s bed. So, I arranged it properly, again, as it was before we sat and slept on it.

There was a notorious smile with feeling of gratefulness on her face. She came to me as I was standing at the door and about to leave her room. She hugged me again and said “Thank you Didi. We will repeat this some other day once again, when either you or I are feeling horny again”. “Okay, sure. We will even watch porn movies together some other day”, I replied. We smooched lightly again and kissed each other good-night.

I came back to my room and fell lazily, carelessly on my bed. I was feeling quite nice and relaxed. That was the end of a quite an eventful late night, in our P.G. This however was not a permanent end, as it only marked the beginning of a new horny, physical relationship with one more sweet, young, beautiful yet novice and in-experienced girl.

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