Mastram’s book got me laid – Desi Kahani

My name is Saif, that’s a changed name. My real name is something else. I’m from a village near Surat and I work as a computer repair technician. This happened in June 2017. I had just finished 12th grade and was back in the village for the summer holidays, exactly nineteen years old. We would sit at the crossroads all day with my friends, drinking tea, smoking cigarettes, and as evening approached, the girls from the neighborhood would start appearing.

Among them, Zarina stood out. She was the same age as me, just starting her first year of college. She wore a salwar-kameez with a dupatta covering her head, but her body was incredibly alluring. A slender waist, full breasts that were prominent even under her kurta, and when she walked, her hips swayed so much that my penis would automatically get hard. I would arrive at the crossroads an hour before she usually did every day. At first, we only exchanged glances. Then one day she gave a slight smile. I smiled back. Then it was “hi” and “hello.” Then laughter and teasing. Now she would come and stop by me for a couple of minutes. I would walk alongside her, and we would engage in lighthearted flirting.

One night, around nine o’clock, I was sitting alone, reading a racy book by Mastram in the light of a flashlight. Suddenly, Zarina stood in front of me. I panicked and tried to hide the book, but she quickly reached out and snatched it. She flipped through a couple of pages, her eyes widened, and then she said shyly, “I’m taking this book, I’ll return it tomorrow.” I stammered, “Oh… take it… it’s okay.” She smiled and left. I couldn’t sleep that night, I just kept thinking about what she would be thinking after reading the book.

The next evening, she came herself, returned the book, and whispered, “It’s a really great book… do you have any more?” I said, “Yes, I’ll get you some.” From that day on, our conversations became more open. Now she would stop by every day, teasing me, “Which book are you reading today, Saif Bhai?” I would jokingly reply, “I have a whole library for you.”

It was Eid. I was sitting at the intersection, wearing headphones and watching a pornographic film. Zarina came, put her hand on my shoulder, and said, “Give me your phone for a moment.” I gave it to her without looking. Two minutes later, she pinched me and said, “What kind of dirty thing are you watching?” I laughed and said, “You’re watching it too, aren’t you enjoying it?” She blushed, but said, “Let’s go somewhere private to watch it, someone might see us.”

My heart started pounding. I took her to an old, abandoned house behind the neighborhood, whose owner had moved to the city. The back window was broken, and we climbed in through it. It was dark inside, with only the light from the mobile phone. There was an old cot, and we both sat on it. I started the film again. The scene was very hot; the girl was having her breasts squeezed, and the boy was licking her vagina. Zarina’s breathing quickened, and her thigh pressed against mine.

I gently placed my hand on her thigh. She shivered but didn’t move it away. I gathered courage and moved my hand up to her breasts. The first time, she pushed my hand away, “What are you doing, Saif?” I said, “Just a little… nobody’s watching.” After a while, I put my hand there again, and this time she remained silent. I slowly started to squeeze. Her breasts were firm; I could tell through her bra that no one had ever touched them before. When I squeezed harder, she said, “Ah… it hurts… press gently.”

I started massaging them slowly. She closed her eyes and started making “Hmmmm… Ahhh” sounds. I put my hand inside her kurta and started massaging her breasts through her bra. She herself lifted her kurta and took it off. Now she was only in a white bra and blue salwar. I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She said, “What if someone comes?” I said, “The door is locked, the window is high up, no one will come, darling.” She let me take off her bra.

As soon as the bra came off, I was stunned. Such big breasts, yet perfectly firm, not sagging at all. Pink nipples, erect. I just kept staring. She said shyly, “What are you staring at… haven’t you ever seen breasts before?” I quickly grabbed her face and kissed her hard, thrusting my tongue inside. At first, she struggled, then she started sucking my tongue herself, making “smooch… smooch…” sounds.

I laid her down on the bed and started sucking one breast, while massaging the other with my hand. She started moaning, “Ahhh Saif… gently… Ohhh, this feels so good… Ahhhhh.” She started pressing my head against her breasts. When I lightly bit her nipples with my teeth, she arched her back.

Slowly, I put one hand inside her salwar drawstring. When I reached between her thighs, her salwar was completely wet. I started caressing her vagina from above. She went crazy, “Saif, stop… Ahhh, something’s happening… Ohhhhhh.” I untied the drawstring and pulled her salwar down. There was nothing underneath, just a smooth, pink, swollen vagina. I knelt down, spread her legs, and

put my mouth on it. I started rubbing her clitoris with my tongue. Her juices were salty-sweet. She pressed my head against her vagina and said, “Oh my God… Saif, stop… I’m going to die… Ahhhhhh Oooohhh Mama,” and she released a strong gush of fluid into my mouth.

Now my penis was aching in my pants. She started unbuttoning my shirt herself, then my pants belt, zipper, and underwear all at once. When my 7-inch thick penis came out, her mouth dropped open in surprise, “What is this, Saif… so big… it’s going to tear me apart!” I said, “Just suck it first, don’t be scared.” She hesitated, then bent down and took the head into her mouth, making “Ggg… gon gon gog” sounds as she started sucking. I held her head and pushed it all the way down her throat; she started coughing but kept sucking.

We got into the 69 position. She was on top, I was on the bottom. I was licking her pussy, and she was taking my dick all the way down her throat. This went on for about 20 minutes. She came three times, and I came once in her mouth. She swallowed all of it and said, “Yours tastes so good…”

Then I said, “Zarina, now for the real fun?” She said nervously, “Do it slowly, it’s going to hurt a lot.” I put a lot of spit on my dick and on her pussy. I put her legs on my shoulders, positioned my dick, and gave a hard thrust. She screamed, “Take it out, you bastard… I’m dying… Aaaahhhhhh!” Half my dick was inside, and a stream of blood started flowing. She started crying, “It hurts so much, Saif… Please take it out.” I stopped, kissed her, sucked her breasts, and bit her nipples. When she calmed down a little, I gave another thrust, and my whole dick went in. I covered her mouth with my hand, and only a “Hmmmm” sound came out.

I stayed like that for five minutes, with my dick still inside. Slowly, she calmed down. She said, “Now it’s starting to feel good.” I started giving gentle thrusts. First pain, then pleasure. She started lifting her hips herself, “Fuck me, Saif… Harder… Tear my pussy apart… Ahhhhhh Ihhhhh Ohhhhhh!” I increased the speed, and the bed started creaking. After 12-15 minutes of intense fucking, she came again, her pussy convulsed, and my dick was squeezed. I also thrust hard and ejaculated all my semen inside her pussy.

We were both drenched in sweat, lying wrapped around each other. She softly said, “Saif… From today, I’m yours.” I laughed and said, “I’ll fuck you every day.” By the time we got dressed, it was 5:30 in the evening. She said, “We have to go home quickly now, my mother will get suspicious.” We slipped away quietly. From that day onwards, Zarina’s innocent bud blossomed forever.