My Classmate, My Friend, My Sister, My Lover, My Whore – Part 1

Hello folks, am in dilemma about to choose the category of my story, yes it matters a lot. After long I choose to post in incest by considering certain assumptions.

I hope now you are thinking about how I made love to five people… any guesses???

Yes, your guess is wrong. I didn’t made love to five but I’ve altered one as five.

I don’t want to give any surety that it’s a true story or false, all you need is to ejaculate or squirt yourself by reading this. But off course it’s a true story which I combined most important incidents of the whole journey till now.

A tiny note to readers… It’s not complete sex story but a mixture of pure love, romance and sensation. If you are reading only to erect you tool or ooze your pussy please skip this as I don’t want you to keep in boredom by holding your limp tools or dry holes.

That’s all, I’ll come to story now.

I’m from Bangalore currently working for MNC in Whitefield. Not much interested in direct intercourse but I would like to give a long time foreplay which most women desires and then go ahead with very fine and smooth handling of body parts which are highly engineered and sculptured by god. This story starts from 2005.

The day I joined my new school for class nine was most awesome in my life. My father dropped me directly at school gate, which made me little confused about the way I should go through. Finally entered in portico of school where I found lots of small nursery babies are playing under a big tree occupied by some dried pink and yellow flowers. I found one old lady who is feeding some babies, I gone to her directly enquiring the way of my class room and got to know that it’s in second floor first room.

I was following the path that lady provided, found like it’s one of the most beautiful places on earth with full of greenery and well maintained garden which made me lose all my fear of school going. When I am about to take second floor steps crossing first floor, there I found one beautiful girl wearing white shirt and red, black checked skirt with small tie tied around her neck, smooth silk hair pony tailed till her above waist which feels more silkier than cotton found in cottonseed, small, round and beautiful eyes that are as enigmatic as the universe itself, a small pointed nose that remembers red parrot nose, pretty good beautiful cheeks that looks garnished with some light pink material and the most beautiful part is her lips so plump kind that mesmerizes your thoughts to give a shake with you lips, overall with great lovely looking face with excellent skin tone.

Complete situation is going like slow motion of 10000 frames are reduced to 10 frames, I’ve freezed over there standing by looking at her beautiful face by praying god to make her sit in my class room.

Just after that incident I went to classroom, my teacher is introducing me to everyone in class and asked me to sit in front bench as there exists place for two candidates. Then some teaching is going mean while some boys and girls are introduced themselves to me.

When am listening to class, a situation like in a movie small breeze of air touched my face where the girl I saw outside was standing in-front of class asking “excuse me mam, may I come in”… Ohh heaven… her voice is like an orchestra made by one hundred nightingale birds. She came in to class room asking me to move a little as its her occupied place. Friends I think now you are thinking about places??? Yes, in my school there is no segregation of boys and girls due to some social communications building policy.

She sat just next to me, its like immediate answer from God to my prayers. And she’s my CLASSMATE. I’ve introduced myself to her and vice-verse. Already I’ve missed three weeks of classes. And I asked to two or three people but none gave good response.

Finally I approached to her for the same, she immediately responded by giving some notes to copy at my home. I copied three subjects for three days, and fourth day am unable to write even in class dictations. She found that my fingers are completely turned to green with some irregular shape. Then she immediately scolded like anything and took all my empty notes with her without any reason. Next day she gave me all filled books which made me surprised.

Am not in a situation to understand her affection at me, and asked her same. She replied that she likes me as I look like a person without any selfishness. Once I skip that moment, after eight months we became very close and I realized that I found a close FRIEND.

The day Rakshabandhan arrived she didn’t tied any Raksha tags to anyone. But she bought one with her and inquired her regarding the same. She merely told its for my one and only sweet brother, its you.

Oh hell… its like a big boiled volcano protruding its lava from deep inside in my heart. I simply said okay and left the place. In the evening she invited me to her home. Finally she tied Raksha tag to my hand my making some traditional process.

All her parents liked me a lot, her mom made some special sweets for me and her. And we went to terrace. There we had long conversation about all regular days. In between she asked, did you loved me? I answered “Yes and now also I keep loving as sister”. Immediately she slapped on my cheek, I was frightened as something might have gone wrong.

She responded saying “I loved as much as you loved me but not as brother, I don’t want to be in any problem in my home, so I’ve introduced you as my brother to my parents”. Oh my goodness… I just hold her face in my hands and placed a kiss on her fore head and immediately as she was crushed in my arms as banana in hand. I was feeling her hot breath over my shoulder instead of any against actions of her.

I merely told “I love you sweet heart”, the moment I saw her face with tears from her eyes. She responded back with “me too as much as you”. The only thing am not able to understand is whether it’s a dream or real time. Am able to feel her bosoms on my chest, her soft feather like silk hair on my face blowing by light breeze air, her soft arms are around my waist. Awesome feeling that I ever had in my life. In mean time my heart is beating like anything which she easily can fell every beat of my heart. “Don’t feel tensed, be cool and enjoy my hug” she told.

I’ve even more tightened the hug, “please be gentle, am feeling pain on my chest”. The word “chest” from her sweet voice only making me aroused. I loosened myself and had long conversation till night and I went to my home thinking about my past actions”.

I texted her about my safe reach to my home. She replayed back with “take care, we’ll have nice time from tomorrow, Good night”.

I think everyone waiting for actual spice??? Yes, the actual one starts from here. But, I’ll post my remaining story (how she became my Lover and whore) in next part based on your feedback, my apologies for this, as any author needs feedback for his writings or proceedings.

Please post your feedback to [email protected] and for any secret relation in Bangalore even for phone sex please contact me. Thank you guys, you are absolute great as you’ve read my first story. I’ll await for your replies.