The Freedom Ch. 01

Chapter 1: Freedom is Here

I've reached Bengaluru airport, four hours before my final round of interview. I accessed the premium lounge, thanks to my credit card. A job offer from a big UK MNC is round the corner. I had cleared up all the preliminary rounds in the college. All I need to do is pass one last interview.

Let me talk about myself... I am Maya, native is Nagpur. Hailing from a well-off but traditional family, they always pestered me with a big list of rules: dos and don'ts. Score good marks, get an engineering seat in a reputed college, pass with distinction, get placed in an MNC, go abroad for a job... the list of dos goes like this. I have satisfied their conditions by ticking all the boxes.

Now just one last box needs to be ticked -- The MNC job in UK. If I clear this round, I will be left with no obligations for my parents.

What about the don'ts? Typical Indian family rules: No boyfriend, no relationships, blah blah... blah. Then one interesting part was, my parents allowed me to choose my life partner, if I fulfill all their do-list. Which means, literally I will be free once I clear my final round of interview. So, I travelled from Mumbai to Bengaluru to earn my freedom.

I changed my travel outfit to a professional white shirt, blazer, and navy-blue pants. I took a cab to navigate the horrific traffic of the city, which started at the dawn itself. I reached the company well before for the interview. I saw another girl, probably my competitor or maybe colleague, waiting to be interviewed for the same position.

She was a damsel, I should say. Tall about 5 feet 8 inches, voluptuous in a knee length formal tulip skirt and a fitting top, which spoke volume about her breasts. In short, if the interviewer was a flirt, then he would probably pick her. Because I stood petite, 5 foot 3 inches and I dressed very formally. Though I have the features to allure anyone, I was not in an outfit to induce such thoughts. My mind was perplexed after looking at her. I decided to flip to my side B!

What is that side B? -- Well, when you restrict someone with so many rules, you are bound to break the rules. I did the same once I moved to Mumbai to pursue my Engineering. From the girls only school, I moved to a co-ed college. First year I was just another girl who wears modest Kurtis and traditional outfits. But in the second year, when I wore a T-shirt for the first time, I gathered all the attention of the boys. I started a kind of liking for it. I wanted more looks; I earned it by changing my dressing sense. I started wearing waist cut t-shirts which reveal a hint of my navel whenever I lift my hands.

The boys would die to get a glimpse of it. They buzz around me like bees, though I remained reserved and modest with a limited number of friends. Third year, I started wearing some loose necks, which sounded normal. But whenever I did bend to pick something, that's the moment the boys literally die to see - my sag-less 32-C boobs contained in a bra.

On special occasions like fests and events, I used to give such feasts to their eyes. I had shown my side B occasionally, whenever I felt the need, till the final year. Yet I had ensured maintaining my reputation as a studious, and career focused girl. All my exhibits were purely accidental for others.

Back to Bengaluru! I decided to flip to my side B! I reached the restroom and undid all the buttons of my blazer, leaving just the last one. Then I undid the first button of my shirt. There you go! Here I come, the petite Damsel! With my confidence high, I cleared the final round of the interview like slicing butter.

The interviewer was the HR guy in his 40s, a Sardar Uncle from the UK HQ of the company. Since his native was Nagpur, it was easy for me to build a rapport and clear the final round without any hiccups. He mailed me the offer letter and welcomed me on board. I should report to London in a month!

Hurray! I jumped once I got out of the company, undoing the last button of my blazer. It flew open to reveal some jiggles under my shirt and a few noticed it. That sent a signal to my side B.

You are free now, Maya! You can do whatever you want! No more rules. You have one month of unrestricted zone to explore whatever you want -- My mind sent me the message.

I informed the good news to my parents over a call. I shared the screenshot of my offer letter in my friends' group on WhatsApp. Though there are many in the group, only a few are close to me. Sam -- My secret crush, Leena -- my housemate and Junior girl, Riya -- her classmate and our mutual friend, Jignesh -- Sam's older brother and our senior in college and Guru -- Riya's lover and Leena's classmate. All of them congratulated me one by one as replies and started pestering me for the big treat that I had promised them.

"Guys, it's getting late for my return flight. Let me reach Mumbai and then we will plan a trip to Lonavala," I assured my treat to them.

I boarded a cab to the airport and texted Sam personally, "Can you bring Jignesh's car and pick me up from the airport?" I shared him my flight tracker.

"Sure, dear!" Sam replied instantly.

I kept my mobile in my jacket pocket and lost in thoughts about Sam as the cab navigated slowly through the busy traffic of the city. Sam and I have a crush on each other, but we never expressed it. Always maintained the friend zone. There are many tall and handsome guys like Sam in the college, but no one garnered my attention like he did. Mostly because he never ogled me like the other guys. Though we used to discuss kinky gossip about other love birds like Guru and Riya, we always respected our space.

His elder brother Jignesh had a crush on me and proposed once, but I politely denied it. Compared to Sam, Jignesh was equally handsome, same build and almost like his twin brother. He remained popular in our college circle for his football skills, even after he passed out of college last year. Sam took over his legacy as the team captain.

My mind questioned me: Should I try something with Sam in this month's space? How should I initiate? I just have a crush on him, not the love of getting married to him. Maybe I will explore side B of mine with him more. I also secretly watched porn and stuff with Leena. She knows a bit about me, shall I ask for some ideas to get closer with Sam.

Maybe seduce him to feel my first kiss, to feel the first touch of a boy on me? I am tired of being a virgin and I don't want to go to the UK as a virgin who knows nothing about Sex, except the porn literacy.

While I was lost in thoughts, the cab driver asked me, "Ma'am what time is your aero plane?" The cab is struck in traffic then.

I looked at my watch... "We have 45 minutes to check-in", I shared a worried look.

"Don't worry madam, I will take you there in time," he assured me glancing at my cleavage.

Then, I realized that I was showing him a cleavage show all the while. My first two buttons of the shirt were undone, maybe when I had jumped it ecstasy it could have happened. But the feeling of someone watching me gave me a thrill. I decided to remain unnoticed and leaned forward to him show my air ticket to confirm the timing and the terminal to which I should go. I revealed more cleavage to him, and he was thrilled like me. I turned towards him slightly, leaning down pretending to see the route in my mobile. He enjoyed his perks to glimpse at my boobs to drive faster with swift turns and cuts. The cab reached the airport just in time. As it was a prepaid Cab, I rushed to check-in.

Only during the security check did I realize that I had left my bag in the cab! Thank God, I kept my wallet and mobile in my jacket packet. The bag has nothing but my used clothes and innerwear.

Let the cab driver have it, I could not miss the flight for the sake of my used bra and panties. I noticed so many eyes catching glimpse of my unbuttoned shirt. Though I loved it inside, I need to act modestly. So, I buttoned up my blazers and boarded the flight.

In less than an hour, the flight entered the Mumbai airport. The weather was very gloomy. I called Sam and he guided me to his location.

"Bike? Where is the car, Sam?"

"One of the wheels got punctured and I don't have time to switch the spare," he apologized and continued, "I texted you, but you were offline in the flight."

I checked my phone, and he was right. I looked at the weather, it may rain anytime soon. But something sparked my mind. I wanted to utilize the rain to take things further with Sam.

"Okay, Sam. Give me the key. I'm riding," I grabbed the bike key.

"But... We need to go faster, your home is nearly 20 kilometers from here", he sounded doubtful about my riding skills. He handed me the helmet.

"Keep it buddy, I want to feel this weather," I said and started the bike.

"Hold tight, let's see who is slower," I vroomed the accelerator. My blazers went open with the wind. I feel tingle in my white shirt as chill air blown through the cleavage.

As I increased the speed, he switched his hold from the back bar to my waist. I can feel his hesitation and the warmth of his hands. But I loved it. I accelerated further. It started drizzling and I did not stop. My shirt was wet within a few minutes and droplets slowly drenched my purple bra. Then the water started flowing over my waist and filling my navel like a pool.

His fingers touched my waist directly now. With the lubrication of the water, his fingers slowly slid further and grabbed my entire stomach. I pretended to focus on my riding to reach home faster. He must be feeling my stomach. I felt heat in my navel as his fingers were exploring it slowly.

Out of nowhere, a police man asked us to pull over and I applied the break suddenly. His hands slipped further and touched my bra clad boobs.

The touch was unexpected, sent a shiver through my spine. What a feeling!

Someone touched my boobs for the first time. Though it lasted only a few seconds I felt it deep. My nipples went hard and poked the bra. They are visible in the yellow streetlight.

"Sorry, Maya," he apologized and withdrew his hands in a jiffy.

Before I could react, the police man started questioning us for helmet. Sam was trying his best to convince him, but no use.

"Sir, the drizzles were blocking my view forming mist inside the helmet, so I did not use," I went closer to the policeman and explained.

He spotted my wet bra clad boobs, and my white shirt had shown enough skin of my bosoms. Maybe he wanted to see me for some more time, it seems, he then blabbered something.

"Sir, he is my brother, and we must go home soon, else our dad will punish us. Please let us go sir," I made some jiggling movements. My wet boobs bounced a bit, and the request cannot be denied anymore. He allowed us to go.

"You ride brother," I pulled Sam's legs.

As we moved a little far from the policeman, Sam asked, "Am I your brother? Sorry for touching your..."

"I will not hug a brother like this! Go faster," I crushed my wet boobs on his back in the pretext of holding on to him tightly.

We crossed halfway down, and the rain picked up pace. Down pour!

"I can't ride!" Sam pulled over to a bus stop shade. I held his hand tightly and stood closer.

We were drenched and the shade hardly provided us any cover from the rain. My boobs' shapes were clearly visible. He could easily locate the nipples. The is no sag and white shirt revealed all the skin, except the parts covered by the purple bra.

"You are a different person now, Maya!" Sam said, while he pretended to avoid my breasts.

"Yes, I am free now!" I told him and stepped out to enjoy the rain. There was no one

around us. I removed my blazer and handed it to him. "Come on, join me, Sam!"

He hesitated, however the rain slowed down. He handed me the blazer and asked me to wear it. I could see my cleavage clearly.

Put up the shocked look Maya! -- My mind insisted.

I wore the blazer and asked him, "How fare is your home?"

"It's just three minutes from here", he replied.

"Shall we go there, stop over and start once the rain gives up?"

"Sure if you are okay with it".

We reached his apartment. We entered the lift and he pressed 8. His eyes were trying to get a glimpse of my wet body, especially the cleavage. But I had covered it with my jacket.

Oh! Poor Sam... wait for it! -- my inner voice felt pity for him. First time I saw Sam paying attention to my body.

His house was locked.

"Jignesh must be out for the pub," he searched for the spare key in the shoe rack. He opened the doors and welcomed me in.

"Oops... It's damn cold and heavy," I removed my jacket and twisted it to drain the water from it on the thick doormat. My shirt's top two buttons still ajar, revealed ample cleavage. My eyes met Sam looking at my wet boobs, painted purple with my bra.

"Now you are so different, Sam," I smiled at him, "What are you looking at?" I teased him, pulling my shirt away from the body contact.

"Sorry Maya, I can't help it, you look gorgeous," he said avoiding any eye contact with me.

"Oh, it took four years for you to admit this?" I nudged his shoulder and asked "But I can't stand like this for you to adore. Do you have any clothes that fits me?"

"I have a shirt and 3/4th shorts. That is the smallest size I have," he said and rushed to his room and handed me a black shirt and cotton pants.

He showed way to his room and asked me to get dressed and he moved to the adjacent room. Could be Jignesh's room. I locked the door and looked at his room.

His cologne perfume filled my nostrils. It drove me wild and gave naughty thoughts like in the television ads, were women get seduced by perfume. I removed my pants first which were heavily drenched in the rain. I saw myself in the nearly 6foot full size mirror.

I am sexier than the girl I saw in Bengaluru. Standing in a wet white shirt and purple panties. Water drops slowly trailed from my panties, along my thighs. I removed my shirt by unbuttoning slowly enjoying my own tease to stand in just bra and panties in a new place. I felt like undressing in front of Sam as the room was full of his scent. Then I unclasped the bra hooks one by one, which are in the front. I don't like the hassle of wearing hooks at the back, so all my bras are like this. Either sports type without hooks or this type. My boobs are free now, with goosebumps and wetness of rain.

I touched them, caressed them slowly to feel the softness of my breasts. The areolas are bigger than the normal for me, it covers a good amount of the center radius from my nipples. They together look like a brown crown on a dome. Firm!

Then I peeled the bra of my shoulders and then pulled my panties down to stand stark nude in my friend's room. I would not have got the courage if I had not got the job. It gave me a sort of courage.

I like it hairy down there. And my details are well hidden in my dense pubic hair, mushy flesh of my pussy was unexplored by anyone, except me. I occasionally finger myself on the days I had watched porn. Sometimes when Leena was not at home, I had even tried to pleasure myself with small carrots and brinjals.

All those visuals crossed my mind I stood stark naked adoring my undressed body in a full view mirror.

I washed my inners and clothes in fresh water and showered quickly. As I dried my body, a naughty thought crossed my mind. The balcony of the room is viewable from the room next. Sam might be doing the same thing as me, changing his dress.

Why can't you walk nude to the balcony to dry your clothes? Just pretend you were about to hang them and run back after giving him a quick show? -- my side B suggested all the dirty ideas.

I abide by it. And walked nude to the balcony, it was visible to the outsiders as well, however the heavy rain made it almost opaque for others to see my nudity. But Sam can see it from the next room, just a few feet distance. But my bad luck Sam just left the Balcony as I stepped out.

His loss!

I felt a little disappointed and returned. I looked at his shirt and regained the smile.

This is enough for a great tease -- my side B got excited.

His black shirt was very loose one indeed. The half-sleeved shirt has a big arm hole, which would expose almost my entire boobs if I lifted my hand at a specific angle. Also, the gap between the buttons is very sparse. A slight bend would reveal a lot of skin.

Did he purposefully give me this? My side B asked me to check his wardrobe.

I check quickly, but the other dresses are really bigger than this as he was more than 6feet and broad in physique.

His three-fourth shorts was like a full pants for me. Luckily, it has a waist string, else it would fall down easily. I walked and checked myself in the mirror. Every step shows a good jiggle of my boobs.

Sam here comes your heartthrob. Be ready, my side B was excited.

I walked out to see Sam doing something on his mobile.

"How am I?" I posed lifting one of my hands up and leaned to a wall.

The armhole revealed enough skin starting with my underarm and almost half of my side torso. But boobs are hidden as I did not bend. That itself would be a killer pose to stun Sam. He was spellbound.

Without waiting for his reply, I grabbed his phone and looked. He was ordering Pizza.

"The rain looks relentless, it may take a few more hours. So, I have ordered dinner for us. Like tangy one, right?" he asked.

"Anything hot would be fine now," I said and sat beside him on the sofa.

As we were waiting for the Pizza delivery, I shared Bengaluru experience with him and about the beautiful girl I spotted there.

"She doesn't stand a chance against you, Maya," he complemented me.

"Come on," I tried giving him a faint punch, and my arm hole must have shown a part of my breast. I reacted unnoticed and continued talking to him enjoying him stealing looks at my body.

"By the way, I have hung my inners...," I paused biting my lips, and continued "my wet clothes in the balcony. Is that okay? Because my neighbours will make stories if they see a boy's cloth in our apartments," I reasoned.

With this I gave him the clue that I am not wearing any innerwear.

"No issues," he said, "here no one bothers."

Then the Pizza arrived. I went to collect, grabbing the purse for Sam.

The delivery guy was surprised to spot a girl in such attire.

Let him enjoy his perk for delivering the food under such harsh conditions. Poor guy -- my side B went so generous.

As I gave him a good show of my boobs as I picked up the cash from Sam's purse and gave him. He could have seen the boundaries of my areolas. Sam must have some notion that I am up for something that day. But I acted very casually and projected that everything would happen unintentionally.

At times I pretended to adjust my shirt, neckline to hide over exposure to convey, all of this was happening without my knowledge. Maintaining my good image.

We started taking the slices one by one. When I bite the second slice, some sauce spilled on my collar. I pulled it up to lick the sauce and the gap between the buttons widened to reveal the mid curves of my boobs. Must be a sexy sight for Sam. I let the shirt remain in the same state with the gap till I finish the second slice. The. I acted noticing it suddenly and adjusted the shirt.

"Can't you say?" I asked him.

"Say what?" Sam pretended that he has no idea of what I am talking about.

"Nothing, we can't wake up someone who is acting asleep," I said and claimed the right to the last slice.

Before I take it, Sam grabbed it and stood up, "No, mine," he lifted the slice above.

I jumped and tried to snatch it from him, though I knew I can't reach that height. I jumped a few times, so that he can watch my boobs wiggle and jiggle. He didn't miss to notice them.

"If you touch it, it's yours," he raised the stakes.

"Well then it's mine," I challenged and jumped to hang on his shoulder, grabbing with both my hands. He could have easily bore my weight, but he collapsed on the sofa and my boobs crushed against his elbows.

I focused on the last slice of pizza and grabbed it from him. Meanwhile I brushed my boobs well against his shoulder and arm. It broke the first button of shirt and its gone. However, we acted very normal, like we didn't notice it. My cleavage was visible to him. I didn't want to miss the thrill of being exposed and he didn't want to miss the chance it seems.

The. I gave half of the slice to him, and he accepted the one that I bit happily.

We chatted for some time then he suggested, "Maya, I don't think the rain will stop anytime now. Better you sleep here. The cab is not safe for you at this time. I will drop you in the morning." His words are genuine, and I understood it when he came up with another next advice.

"I will crash in at Jignesh's room. You sleep in my room. The AC is better there, with heater mode," he took me there to his room arranged the bedsheet and asked me to rest.

"Good night, Sam, even I feel jet lag and tired of long can rides in Bengaluru, I would sleep like a log. Don't let me sleep very late in the morning, I got to go. So, wake me up." I gave him my instructions before he left me there, turning on the night lamp. It was bright enough, almost half lit as a normal light.

I tried to sleep, first putting my naughty side B to sleep, because Sam was well in control and if I made any move further, it would look desperate and I would have to lose my good girl image. I tried my best for the next half an hour, and I could not doze off. I thought of talking to Sam if he was awake. Maybe for some more chitchat and return to sleep later. So, I walked to the next room.

The door was open. It was dark outside. He couldn't see me, but I could. He was standing without a shirt, maybe because the room's AC was not working, it must be humid inside. His chiseled body woke up my side B. He was hot like a Greek statue.

"Where have you kept the Charger Jignesh!" he murmured, "I have just 2% battery left. Maya asked me to wake her up early, I don't want to mess up," he turned towards my direction.

I guessed it correct he must be returning to his room to get his charger. I don't want to be caught peeping at his room and rushed back to the bed. I quickly pretended like I was sleeping with one arm raised above and slightly on my side. Oops I felt air breezing in my side boob, which must be visible through the armhole. And the footsteps were closer, Sam must be inside already. I don't want to change the pose, as I am excited to know how he would react seeing one third of my boobs in a different angle.

As the night lamp is as bright as a normal light it must offer him good visibility. I saw his movement with a sliver of my eye lids. He searched for his charger, found it, when he was about to leave, he spotted the treasure trove -- me sleeping with one of my boobs exposed partially.

He stood like a statue without any words. Then he gathered some courage.

"Maya, Maya..." he called my name to check how deep I am in sleep.

I moved no muscle.

"Have you seen my charger? Maya?" he wanted to act smart but so foolish, with the charger in his hand. The sight of my boobs would be the reason for sure.

Confirming that I am in a deep sleep, he moved closer to my boob to get a better look.

Touch me, Sam. It's okay. -- My side B longed for it.

I don't know what he is battling inside his mind, must be fear of getting caught. Or fighting his inner battle between friendship and lust. However, he did the unthinkable thing then. The lust must have won. Because I was dead asleep according to him and I will not be aware of his act. He must have convinced himself with that.

His hands trembling, but his fingers slowly tried to push the gap further to see more of my boob. I felt the fabric revealing the edge of my nipple. But he could not push it further.

He found another daring way. He tried to move the collar down. As the first button of my shirt was already broken earlier, he can easily see my cleavage. But he wanted more, how much more? That's the question I was dying to know. He undid the second button, tried to open the shirt to the sides further. As the shirt was big, it was big enough to expose my entire boobs. Just pull the shirt on either side, was needed.

With caution, without touching my skin directly, he meticulously moved the shirt to reveal my left boob. First my areola came to his view then the entire nipple and the whole boob. He did the same thing to the right boob.

I am lying on his bed, with boobs exposed, a shirt open lying on my back. The goosebumps must be visible to him.

I never thought Sam would go this level, but I wanted him to make the move and he did it.

I am loving it- my lustful side B enjoyed every second of it. Come on Sam touch and feel it, she yearned for it.

But Sam didn't dare to do so. Instead, he dared to do something else. He pushed down his shorts and revealed his erect cock.

Wow, I must be around 7 inches, pink head just perfect size and girth. His balls are very sexy and round.

He started masturbating looking at my boobs. He must be registering my image in his mind. As he stroked his cock, I felt wetness in my pussy. Desperately I wanted to finger myself, caress my boobs.

It is a punishment indeed to stay like a statue when some one stroke his cock for you -- My side B was living through a sweet hell.

Sam came after some time and he managed to collect his cum in his shorts. He carefully buttoned my shirt. I could smell his cum in his hands. He left the room with some satisfaction.

But for me, I waited for him to disappear. As soon as he left, I grabbed a blanket and covered myself and pulled down the pants. My fingers caressed the pubic hair. I didn't have the patience to rub and all. I directly split my labia, my pussy was dripping wet.

I inserted my middle finger and pleasured myself. While rubbing my pussy lips with other fingers. My other hand was caressing my boobs, through the gap between my bottoms. The second button was undone, who cares. It was a mad fingering session; I climaxed so soon like never before. I had no idea when I dozed off. I really slept like a log this time.

After an hour of sleep, I felt someone calling... faintly I heard the voice...

"Hey, bro," the voice entering the room.

It was Jignesh, Sam's elder brother. He must be returning from the pub, looking for his brother in his room. He would have no clue that I was there. I pulled up the blanket to cover my exposed pussy, but I don't have enough time to button my open shirt. So, I simply wrapped it over my boobs and pretended sleeping.

Still a good amount of cleavage must be visible. I didn't want to see Jignesh's face in such a seductive semi-nude pose. Rather I would let it go as a wardrobe malfunction during sleeping.

Let him have a look, you have given a perk to a Pizza delivery guy. Why not this poor chap who proposed to you and failed to earn your love. At least let him have this happiness. -- My side B voiced inside me like an exhibitionist philanthropist.

He walked in to realize that I was not his brother.

"Sam... Maya... you are here," he muttered. He must be drunk. I slightly opened my eyelids without garnering his attention.

God this idiot was wearing only a boxer brief, drenched in rain. He must have removed it all in the hall itself.

He was eating me with his lustful eyes. I thought of yelling for help if he crosses the limit. But he stood there just devouring me with his eyes.

Then he turned back to leave, I thought stupidly that it was the right moment to cover my cleavage. Though I couldn't button the shirt, I could curl to one side and cover my cleavage. That was the plan.

But I executed it very poorly, as I turned towards my side, casually pretending to be in sleep. One side of the shirt struck and exposed my right boob completely.

Maya your boob is fully exposed, that to in a sexy side pose, puffing it up, the nipple is more prominent now. -- My side B alarmed.

I had too little time to react, Jignesh saw me. My boob is intact. Frozen to react, I could not think of the next move. But Jignesh made his move.

Just like his brother, he removed his boxer briefs and stood stark naked.

You cannot confront him now Maya, let him masturbate and leave. I don't think he will try anything stupid further. If he does, you can shout out for help. -- my side me consoled me to stay calm and composed.

But the sight of his cock frightened me. It must be more than 8 inches, thicker like my wrist, probably the longest cock I have ever seen in porn or Sam's cock. Which is the first cock I saw in real moments ago, now his brother's penis -- a monster. The scariest parts were his cock head almost like a big mushroom and his heavy balls.

How much sperm it would produce -- I asked my side B to shut up such thoughts.

Jignesh came closer and started moving his shaft, he spit some saliva and moisturized his cock head and started stroking it wildly. He audaciously made some moans as well. Probably the alcohol effect.

He gave me a shocker by touching the boob with the other hand, he cupped it fully and feeling it whole. It looked small in his big palm. I longed for Sam's touch, but this Jignesh touched it.

Shout Maya! Yell at him! Stop this! I wanted to do this.

Ouch... that feels so good Maya, isn't it. Do not look at the hands of whom touch it.

Just feel touch. That's what you wanted, right? It is the first touch, Maya... -- I succumbed to the lust of my side B.

It lasted only for less than a minute, he withdrawn his hand to collect the cum in his palm. But he cummed heavily and spilled it on the floor. He wipes it with his briefs. I thought it was over.

Then the scoundrel did something I could not imagine in my wild dreams. His wiped the last drop off his cum from his penis straight on my boob like a signature. A mark for his achievement!

Disgusting -- even my side B did not like it. That was outrageous! But don't react, it was not fear but confronting a drunkard would make no sense at that point. Let it pass. I was okay with his inability to control himself; he masturbated looking at me. I would even forgive him for feeling my boobs, it was irresistible in fact. But this cum sign! Damn it! I will make him pay!

He left me with open boobs and never returned. I felt relieved and I wiped off his cum trail from by boob. I smelled it out of curiosity. It was pungent and odd. First time I smelled a cum. I could not sleep later; I waited for dawn and the rain finally stopped.

I collected my still wet clothes in a shopping bag, and dropped a message to Sam.

"Jignesh is back, so I am leaving, will return your dress later," I booked a cab and left his place.

This is just the beginning of the adventure, Maya! -- My lusty side B hinted the upcoming surprises.

I never planned anything, all of it happened as I wished, and not even unexpected things happened. I would have a hell a lot to share with Leena, after reaching my place.

(To be continued...)