Cherry Classmate

Actually I fantasize quite a lot. and in great detail. I actually fantasize in colour. i was wondering how many fantasize during masturbation.

Just to determine in how much detail .. i once wrote it down
here it is


Cherry Classmate

I studied in a mixed school, which was very strict, and Teachers used to pre allocate fixed seats during the term. Although I consider myself quite high on the IQ chart, I was very shy in those days and hardly spoke with the girls let alone mingle with them. I was in the 9th standard when Mid-term, my seat was changed to the last bench in the last row.

Her name was Pratiksha. I knew her of course, everyone knows each other in school but I had never more than noticed her. This changed once I was sitting next to her.

Soon, I noticed that she had a beautiful face and a very clear, fair complexion. She was not thin. Not plump either, but just on the higher side. She was tall, around five two, but looked taller as she always stood straight. I knew she was quite intelligent but her attitude had an air of arrogance, as if she did not wish to notice common people.
I started stealing glances towards every once in a while, when no one was watching.

Some days later while I was asking her about some homework, I noticed that her skirt had moved slightly higher than usual and I could glimpse around 4 inches of her thighs above her knees. I was mesmerized. I stopped mid sentence, my mouth slightly open. When I looked at her she just raised her eyebrows.

“What?”
“Nothing.” I said, and looked away.

I wondered if she had noticed, but she gave no indication. All during that lecture my eyes kept moving to her legs. They were milky white, more so where they were usually covered with her skirt. My heart skipped a beat every time I glanced at them. They looked like cream so soft and supple and without a flaw. Half an hour in to the lecture, I was breathing heavier than usual and my heart felt like it was running at twice the speed.

“Are you alright?” - was she smiling, or just concerned, I couldn’t make out.
“I’m ok. Feeling a little light headed. That’s all.” I explained.
“Sure you’re ok?”
“Yes Yes” I looked away.

When I looked back at her she was still staring at me. She was not smiling but her eyes were twinkling.

“Really, I’m ok” I smiled to hide my embarrassment.

I was hard as rock from the moment I saw her thighs. It was becoming pleasantly painful as my member started straining against my underwear. My hardon was almost noticeable and I was afraid Pratiksha would know what was happening. I hardly heard or understood what was being taught that day and it was with a heavy heart and books in front of my shorts that I returned home to my room. I was so excited that I could not wait to open my shorts I started rubbing my dick through them. Three strokes and I came heavily. “SHIT!!!” I had been masturbating for over a year but I had never experienced such a strong orgasm nor ejaculated so much semen. I masturbated twice more that day, with my eyes closed and the picture of Pratiksha’s creamy thighs vivid in my mind.

The next day her skirt was at its proper place two inches above her knee. I was very disappointed. Every time I glanced at her, I wondered if I would ever get to see her thighs again.

“It must be a wondrous accident that I got a glimpse the other day“, I thought, considering myself lucky.

The next day she caught me looking at her. She stared at me with the same twinkle in her eyes and a question on her face. I pretended I was looking at her notes and asked her some silly question. She did not answer me. Just stared at me, a hint of the smile now reaching her lips.

‘God!! She was, beautiful’.

When I looked at her next my heart skipped not one but two beats. The hem of her skirt was higher even than the first day. My prick strained in my shorts and I had no doubt that my hardon was apparent to anyone who cared to look in that direction. I looked up to her face and there she was staring at me with the same twinkle in her eyes. Slowly and deliberately she looked down to my shorts and smiled. When she looked back towards me I could see a glint of lust in her eyes. She moved her thighs and pressed them against each other. All through that day I savored the sight of those heavenly, milky white thighs. I am sure they had never been displayed to anyone in this fashion before.

‘God !!, how I wish I could touch them’, ‘Just a little caress would do’ I thought.

I was keeping my head down the whole of the time as if referring my textbook, unable to keep my eyes away from the most beautiful pair of legs in the world. When I glanced towards her face I saw her staring at my crotch which looked like a freshly erected tent. It was a miracle that no one caught us, or that I was not asked to stand and read the chapter that was being discussed. I wonder how I would have stood up with my dick sticking out under my shorts. The fact that we were at the last bench in the last row, almost hid us, making us invisible unless the students in front turned back to look at us

The palms of my hand had become moist with perspiration and I could do nothing but clutch my pen tightly to prevent myself in reaching out to her thighs. I realized that Pratiksha was feeling the heat of lust as well because I saw her wipe her hands with a handkerchief. I noticed just a bit of tremble in her hands as she put it back, which fluttered, to the ground brushing past her absolutely amazing leg. She made as if she was starting to bend down to pick it up when I whispered.
“Let me…”

All this time Pratiksha had kept her thighs pressed tightly together. When I started to reach down, I saw them tighten and turn pink with the pressure. Time seemed to have stopped. I was unaware of anything in the class. In that moment, only Pratiksha and I existed in the world. When I reached the kerchief I found that my eyes were level with her legs and her thighs were two inches from my face. There was only one thing I could have done.

Slowly and deliberately I reached forward and pressed my lips to them. I was in heaven. There was a sweet fragrance all around me. It seemed there was bright light wrapping me in its glow. My body and my mind seemed to pulsate with a sea of pleasure. With my lips I felt Pratiksha stiffen, take a sharp breath and hold it. After a minute, which seemed like a blissful age she let it out slowly.

Gradually I became aware of my surrounding. I could hear a bell ringing far away. I straightened to notice that I had ejaculated in my shorts. When I looked at Pratiksha I was sure that even she had had an orgasm. Her face was all flushed pink and when she looked towards me there was just a hint of moisture in her eyes.

Every one was leaving.

“Thank You “ she said taking her kerchief from my hands.

Continued…

Great build up. Keep going.

…Continued
I was in a daze. With my lips on Pratiksha’s thigh I had felt cut off from the world and it felt like my whole body was filled with pleasure. It was different than and more intense than anything that I had ever felt before. My mind seemed numb from the intense wave of gratification during the moment of contact. Although it had lasted about a minute It seemed like my soul had been dipped in a calm soothing pool for an eon. I knew that Pratiksha had felt the same strong emotion during that brief moment of contact. It had felt like a glimpse of utopia.

When she came to class the next day she just looked in to my eyes and smiled this time with sincerity. And asked

“You know what we felt yesterday?”

“heaven !!? nirvana maybe “. “It was only a glimpse over the wall into paradise.” I said.
“It sure felt like paradise. If this is paradise I sure wish to be in it” Pratiksha said.
“Who is to stop us now that we know it exists”
“I cant wait to quench the fire that is burning me.”
“Patience has its rewards” “the route to heaven Is as pleasurable as the destination. Ask me, I have had my lips on the road to heaven” I smiled mischievously. She lowered her eyes shyly with a smile when I placed my hand on her left knee. This was the first time that I had touched her apart from the briefest contact of my lips on her legs. This time she was relaxed.

“How did it feel yesterday” I asked
“Like a tide of ecstasy flowing wave after wave through my body. I could not imagine there could be so much pleasure in such a small kiss. It felt as if I had been created strictly for that moment. You know that I have become yours with that small caress of your lips” She said

“You know, We cant continue this in class for long. Someone is bound to notice it sooner or later. Will you meet me outside after school if I call you ?” I asked.
“Just tell me where and when and ill be there” Pratiksha said

“I don’t know yet. Ill have to find out where we can meet.”
“Whatever you do make it fast. I cant bear this waiting” she said.
“Just give me a day or two” I started to move my hand up towards her thigh but she stopped me.
“Please, don’t. It will be a torture for me. It will make these two days unbearable for me, it is hard as it is” she pleaded.

“Ok. But just one kiss on your leg, exactly the place that I kissed you yesterday. Please… ” I implored

“OK!” she looked at me with passion overflowing her eyes as she bit her lower lip.

On the second day I had not been able to arrange for our meeting place. Pratiksha was very disappointed. With just a tinge of anger in her voice she said. “I am beginning to think that you are delaying on purpose. You are just torturing me.”

“Please Love, believe me, I am doing my best, I have even found out a place, I just need to see if it is safe.” I said “Give me one more day.”

“No more than that, Promise Me”, She pleaded.

But she would not even let me touch her or kiss her.

I had good news for her the next day and she was overjoyed. The gleam of passion was plain in her eyes as I explained the location of our place to her.

“After school gets over at one we go home and have lunch, and you will meet me near the subway”

“OK”

“There is a service door in the shadows. Get in that door. Take care that no one is around when you come. You will reach an old abandoned garage. I will be waiting there before you.”

thanks

After lunch I had reached the place (“Cot” we called it later) and cleaned up the central area of the garage. There was ample light from the skylight but other than that there were no windows. There was another exit which opened in to a small street. The place was deserted but ideal for us.

In anticipation of happiness, time seems to slow down. And considering my situation it had come to a stand still. The wait was becoming unbearable.
‘Pratiksha, my love. Where are you ?’ I kept looking at my watch and wondering why the second hand was moving so slowly.

When I looked up I froze. Because, there she was. She appeared lovely like a princess in fairy tales. She was wearing a light blue frock. Her hair tied in a ponytail. With white shoes and socks she stood there like a doll. Her thick full lips slightly apart and her big eyes fixed on me with lust. Her hands to the side not quite touching her she stood there like a doll.

I stopped her with a finger on my lips. She understood that I didn’t want to break the magic of the moment with any sound or movement. She stood there looking at me . Her eyes proclaiming
‘Here I am, make me yours, my love !!’

she was wearing a short frock. I could see four inches of extra - white creamy thighs above the knee.

Slowly I moved towards her staring at her legs and kneeled in front of her. As I stared at her legs my dick seed to get more hard which I could not have believed possible as it was already straining against my shorts in anticipation after school. But now looking at those jucy virgin thighs my erection started throbbing. Everything seemed to get in to slow motion as I reached and placed my lips on her left thigh just above the knee. Unlike in the class this time I pressed my lips hard, opening them slightly and sucking the creamy flesh. I brought up my right hand behind her left knee to press her to me. When I looked up at her, not removing my lips from her legs, I could see lust in her eyes, with passion, anticipaition, joy, fear, shame, and triumph. It was a magical moment.

I was still kissing her thigh moving in tiny circles leaving a trail of moisture on her creamy skin which was forming goose bumps. I was moving upwards very very slowly when I noticed a fragrance, not a perfume but like mild musk which seemed to intoxicate my senses. I had noticed it the other day when I kissed her thigh in the class and felt the same strong arousal.

I could feel pratiksha’s breathing increase and it was becoming uneven. When I reached the hem of her skirt I stopped and moved to the other knee. Both my hands were behind her legs moving along with my mouth towards her skirt. When my mouth reached the skirt again I stopped. But I let my hands move upwards slightly reaching her upper thigh kneeding them proclaiming them to be mine.

I moved my lips inwards and she moaned. “ummm mmmmm!”. The musky fragrance was becoming stronger and I was feeling more and more aroused by it as if it was possible to get more aroused from my already throbbing state. Slowly I moved upwards savoring every millimeter of hitherto unexplored paradise.

“uuumm um uum uuum !” I could hear Pratiksha constantly moaning. My eyes fixated on her thighs. My head was now in her skirt. when I reached the hem of her yellow cotton panties and my cheek brushed the swollen moist mound of her gates to paradise she let out a low
“Aaaaaa aaaaaaa aa a aaaaaahhhh hhhhh HHHHH !!!!!!!!”

I cupped her narrow firm arse in both my hands and pressed her thigh to my mouth opening it wide to get as much of her skin in my mouth

I felt pratiksha’s hands on my head pressing my mouth to her thigh.I was kissing and suckling both the thighs one by one and she was loosing control. I could feel her legs tremble and sway uncontrollably.

When I could wait no longer I pressed my lips on her vagina. Still covered by her panties but swollen and moist with her juice. I had found the source of the nectar whose fragrance was driving me mad. I pressed my lips and teeth and gave it a gentle bite.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHH HHHHHHHH”
she went.

She was pressing my head to her vagina like she would crush it. It was driving me mad. After a while When I moved my head slightly away from her she let out a slow sigh
“OOOoooohhh”.

With my left cheek on her right thigh I reached the crotch of her panty with my right hand. Inserting a thumb and two fingers in to the leg of her panties I ripped them out with savage strength.

“Shhiit !!!” I heard from Pratiksha.

What I saw then made my eyes drool. Pratiksha’s vaginal lips were thick and full just like her other lips and they pressed together tightly with just a small slit visible between. She had very little light, brown pubic hair just above the vagina. The lips themselves were clean of any hair but covered with moisture. I wanted to stare at them for an eternity but Pratiksha was pushing my head savagely towards her vagina. With a yelp of pleasure I opened my mouth wide and took both of her lips into it at once. I found the source of the nectar with my tongue. I pressed my tongue and even with the lubrication of her moisture and my saliva it slid between her lips very slowly. Not in her vagina but just between her lips. “God !! She was so tight”.

Gently I was moving my tongue up and down. It tasted heavenly, slightly sweet – sour with a tingling acrid taste. When I was moving my tongue upwards I touched something like a small bump in the crevice and Pratiksha gave a jerk. Her hips arched forward and her hands pressed my head, crushing my mouth. I just pouted my lips and sucked with all my strength. Her narrow arse had tightened in my hands and her legs started trembling as I went on sucking.

“aaammmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she was constantly moaning.

The trembling of her thighs increased and turned to spasms, every jerk driving my head more and more strongly to her. I was still sucking the bump between her lips when she gave a big jerk and pressed her thighs together on both sides of my head pinning it together. I could not move my head even a millimeter. I just sucked with her thighs jerking spasmodically around my head.

Slowly the spasms subsided.


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nice.

good to see people still interested in writing about erotic touching and mild worship.

kudos, dear man.

Pratiksha relaxed slightly and the pressure of her thighs on my ears eased. She eased the grip on my head and started caressing it lovingly with fingers in my hair. I was thinking that ‘This was the first and definitely the last that anyone was going to lick Pratiksha’s virgin pussy. I kept licking the swollen lips not wanting to let go of my prize. The moist lips had become more slick and slimy and the taste had become more acrid and tingly. As I moved down along the slit I found the source of the flow as my tongue entered Pratiksha’s vagina for the first time. As I pressed my tongue deeper in to her vagina I felt a soft velvety wall and suddenly Pratiksha flinched and tightly grabbed my hair which she was caressing lovingly.
I knew that I had reached the source of my desire which that day I would take away from her. I had reached Pratiksha’s hymen, her maidenhead, the proof of her chastity, her virginity, her cherry, her seal, and her honour.
With renewed fervor I started licking the soft velvety membrane of purity.

“YYYeeee SSSSSHHH !! ohmygod!!!” she moaned

I knew then that Pratiksha was following the same track of thought as me and the fact that I wanted to take away her one possession which she could never offer anyone else ever, was too much for her. Pratiksha’s arse tightened again in my hands as I drove my tongue over her hymen.

Reluctantly with a sigh I moved my head away from Pratiksha’s vagina and brought my head out of her skirt.

As I straightened and stood before her I could see that Pratiksha’s face was flushed pink. The passion and lust on her face were now mingled with anticipation and fear. She knew the moment near when she would be broken to womanhood, when innocence in her life would be replaced with lust and passion. I watched her hands tremble as she unclasped the hook of her skirt and opened the zipper. The cloth dropped. She lowered her eyes shyly to the buttons of her shirt as she opened them one by one.

My eyes literally popped as Pratiksha opened her shirt and her small firm still budding breasts came into view. The pair stood proud, like two heaps of cream topped by a tiny ripe cherry each. Rising and falling unevenly each taut nipple acted like a magnet drawing my mouth to them I took the left one in my mouth and I bit it unable to restrain myself. I moved to the other one and licked it moving back to the first, unable to decide, like a child who has two flavors of ice cream one in each hand. Even the nipples seemed to rise like they were anxious to meet my tongue with each lick.
All this time Pratiksha was pressing me to her bosom and moaning very very slowly. As I stepped back to examine what I had just proclaimed to be mine I saw Pratiksha lower her eyes shyly. The same hands which had tried to crush my hand against her vagina and then her breasts were nervously fidgeting as she smiled shyly. She was totally nude like a statue of Venus with a pony tail and white shoes.
My prick had enlarged like never before. It was throbbing, standing vertically parallel to my abdomen. I could follow her thoughts exactly as she glanced shyly at my monster erection.
‘It’s so lovely and hard. It seems so smooth with its glistening head like a crown. I wish I could touch it … No… I want it to enter my body now I want it to force itself in me, break my seal, deflower me, penetrate me. Let me feel the pain of my lost honour. My ultimate submission to this wonderous thing – this ‘tree of life’’.

Gently with my hands on her shoulders and my eyes deep in to her I lowered her and pushed her down on the floor. Slowly not taking my eyes away from her I mounted her.

I spread myself over Pratiksha, covering her with my naked body. I straightened my legs putting my whole weight on her. My prick was feeling so good as it lay in the crevice of her thighs pressed together. I lay like that for a long time staring in to her eyes feeling lust in my eyes feeding her passion. I could smell her aroma which seemed to cover both our bodies.

I pushed my knee between her legs and saw a trickle of fear enter her eyes as she felt that the moment of truth had come. Slowly she opened her legs and I pressed my other knee between them. I could feel the softness of her vagina at my abdomen and felt her stiffen slightly.

I could almost feel her thinking “Come on, my love, let me feel the pain of your presence in my body”

Gently I moved forward and felt my prick reach the softness of her vaginal lips. Pratiksha took a sharp breath and held it as she waited for that first push which would shatter her hymen.

I wanted to get into her and pound away but I calmed myself with a few deep breaths and gently pressed forward. I knew I had reached her entrance when I felt the moisture from Pratiksha’s vagina on the tip of my prick. I pushed forward slowly but nothing happened. She was too tight. As I increased the pressure the thick lips of her vagina, the guards of her virginity, gave way and parted a little.

As the head of my prick pressed in to Pratiksha I felt her stiffen, her brow furrowed with pain and I knew I had reached her hymen. My prick had stopped. I had to increase the pressure again and it started to move inwards. I could now see pain on Pratiksha’s face mingled with determination. Bit by bit I moved in to her body. The walls of her vagina clutching me as if they would crush me. The pain on Pratiksha’s face increased with the penetration. But the lust and determination increased proportionally as I penetrated her. Our eyes were locked, not wanting to miss even a moment of intimacy of this union. After a long time I felt my shaft totally embedded in her and my pelvis touched her lips. Her lips were so tight that I felt that my foreskin had been peeled off to the base.

As I waited embedded to the hilt in to Pratiksha I felt her relax a little. The pain on her face decreased. It was only then that I lowered my mouth to hers in our first ever kiss. It was done. I was literally in utopia.

Our lips joined together like they were welded together. I nibbled her upper lip as she sucked on my lower. I pushed my tongue forward and as it entered her mouth I felt our union complete. Both the pairs of her lips were penetrated at that moment for the first time ever. I lay there savoring the pleasure for a long time.

When I pulled out my prick Pratiksha’s vaginal lips clung to it as if they didn’t want it to let go.

All this time our eyes and our lips remained locked together. When I was almost out I reversed the pressure and again I started sinking into to her. Her pussy formed a tight ring on my prick which seemed to descend from the tip of my penis to the base.

On my third trip inwards I knew I could not hold any longer. Pratiksha must have seen the approaching climax in my eyes because she suddenly jerked forward engulfing me completely. It was too much for me and with a grunt I ejaculated. Wave after wave of hot thick seamen shot out of my prick in to Pratiksha’s pussy. The pulsations of my ejecting prick were too much for Pratiksha and triggered her climax. Her vagina stiffened and started contracting, milking my prick of every drop of my juice in to her.

Pratiksha was moaning in my mouth with each contraction of her vagina and each throb of my seamen spurting prick.

Slowly our spasms subsided. I lay there on her my mouth locked to hers, her eyes in mine for a long long time.

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