Date: 30 May 2002 11:40:11 -0000
From: Alisha Mathew A <alisha69ksk@rediffmail.com>
Subject: The way it comes by Alisha

It started just as a passing time between two friends. I had to stay in the
capital city to study for a short-term course for an entrance examination.
The engineering entrance fever was everywhere. The capital was over flooded
with students and their parents, so all moderate hostels and hotels were
booked. My parents had not much money to provide a hostel accommodation for
me. My mother wrote to one of her relatives who were residing in the
capital city. She agreed to accommodate me along with her family.  I
reached their house with a suitcase full of my dresses and books. The
coaching classes were timed in the morning session and ended before lunch.
My mother's friend was aged and looking much older than my mother. She was
a government employee and she was hardworking too. She reached the house
only late in the evening carrying bags of groceries, fish, and vegetables.
From the first instance I guessed that I was not much welcomed there.

There was only a single good bedroom with an attached bath. The daughter
occupied the room. She was married to a navy man who comes to stay only for
six months in the year, and at that time he was at the sea.  She allowed me
to stay in her bedroom as her husband was away. But there was only a double
bed and she told me that I should sleep outside when her husband comes.
Beggars must not be choosers. She was a lazy lady. She never bothered to
help her mother in the kitchen. She did not share their expenses. Her
mother was the sole earner of the family. She had a son who had never
bothered about the house and was busy with some politics. I had seen him
only twice or thrice in a week when he would come to ooze some money out of
his mother.

The classes were high standard and I was sure it was not going to be a
cakewalk. So I tried to minimize my expenses to bare minimum. At least my
parents would not complain I had wasted their money. The afternoons were
free and I would spend my time reading and doing the homework. The daughter
and I would be alone in the afternoon. She would either lay on the bed
reading some film magazines or she would be doing some pedicure or
polishing. When I came home she would give a smile and would put her eyes
on the mage. I had to change my dress, but I did not get courage to change
it in the room with her around. So I would take my old dress and change it
in the bathroom. But she had no such inhibitions. She would change her
dresses when I was around without showing any sign of reluctance. She would
parade her nudity before me when she was in a teasing mood. She had got
some body odour which filled the room like a scent. It was like the scent
of a woman when getting heated up. Even though she was not much attractive
she had a good body. Her smooth back was a fascination to me. She had got
many curls like a grapewine on her neck.  Her spinal region was a deep
channel with excess flesh on both sides. She would roam around in her black
brassieres folding her sary and combing her hair. It was her favorite pass
time.

When the tight bra was worn, her back channel looked like a smooth pussy to
me. The resemblance was there. Her smooth back above the bra strap often
resembled the channel between the pubic triangle to me. When she unclasps
her brassieres the flesh would become flat and the channel would disappear.
She was not of good complexion but her covered parts were really sexy and
they looked wheatish. One day when I came to the room she was knitting her
blouse and was wearing only her favourite black brassieres. I decided not
to ogle there much so I took my dress and moved to the bathroom to change,
she asked me. "Why cant you change here, why are you so shy?". I said
"didi, I am not used to change before others that's why." . She said "Is
it, we both are women no?, what's there to be ashamed of after all I have
got what you have no?". I said, "Didi, I cant change in front of you, I
feel shy, I feel like you are a boy looking at me. "Me, boy, what's wrong
with you girl, cant u see I am a girl, bit elder than you, see my tits",
saying this she unhooked her brassieres and gave me an ample view of her
tits. I was flabbergasted with her sudden display of her assets. They were
two dear darlings, they looked like a twin deer to me. One of her breast
was little bigger and lowered than the other. Her breasts were flattened
type with a great circle of black areola. Her nipples looked like two honey
coated dry grapes. She used her fingers to roll her nipples and pulling
them out from her areola. "Now you have seen my tits, well you can repay
the same to me", she said. "No, didi I can't ", saying that I took the
dress and before she could catch me I jumped into the bathroom and bolted
from inside.

When I came out after a sponge bath she was dressed and was reading again.
She had a grim look and she did not talk to me the whole day. She behaved
like ignoring my presence. I felt I had hurt her, but how could she hurt
for I preferred to change in privacy. I tried to read my books, but I could
not concentrate. The view of her dear nipples and ample breasts was filling
my eyes.

The next day when I was preparing to take shower, she went to the bathroom
and bolted from inside. Normally she would not use bathroom till I had
finished and go out in the early morning. She knew she had enough time and
she was not an early waking type. She would wait for her mother to bring
tea to her. Till that time she would lay in her bed coiled. When I heard
water running I was panic. I had to catch my bus and it was an important
lecture I had to attend at 8 am. She hummed from inside and took a
leisurely bath. I knew she was taking her revenge, as she never had spent
so much time in the bathroom as far as I remembered. Then she came out with
a towel drying her hair. I was stunned. She was stark naked. She did not do
anything to cover her nudity. She paraded her nudity before me moving here
and there taking one cloth and folding and putting another. I forgot about
my bath. Somewhere inside I was getting wet. With her walking naked like a
new born baby, it was impossible for me to decide my course of action. She
did not bother my presence and leisurely applied the hair dryer watching
herself on the mirror. "What are you looking at girl, don't you want to
bath and go to your classes", she barked suddenly at me. I made excuse to
her and entered the bathroom.

I headed for a quick shower and when I was soaping my budding breasts I
envied her for having those beautiful well-rounded tits. My tits were small
and flat. My nipples were the only bigger part of my body compared to
hers. I started to dry myself quickly. Then I saw her brassiere and panties
thrown on the corner as laundry. I took her black bra and took it to my
nose. It had a smell of sweat and powder. She was of habit of pouring
talcum powder into her bra cups evident to me by the symptoms of high
deposits of talcum powder in her bra cups. I took her panty, which was
rolled like a spring. I sniffed at it and it was pungent with her juices
and urine. The raw smell of her cunt excited me. No doubt, she had a good
pussy, kept clean and nourished with her creams, and turmeric paste. Indian
women to clean their pussy use turmeric paste. It retards hair growth.
Turmeric is a symbol of purity and it's a never missing ingredient for
women's functions. When a girl attains puberty, she is taken to a secluded
place and senior women bath her using turmeric powder mixed water. Upper
caste women use turmeric paste to suppress their unwanted hairs. If applied
directly from childhood it makes women less hairy and smoothes their
skin. Lower caste women tie a piece of dry turmeric at the end of a black
string as a token of their marriage.

I sniffed the panty again and again, it was a great aphrodisiac. I put it
into my mouth and licked her salty piss traces and sweat. Then I rushed out
wearing my towel around me covering my breasts and just below my thighs.
When I came out she was still there but dressed. She did not expect me to
come out in the towel. She gave a smile and gleamed at me. While I was
searching for my new dress in the cupboard, she came to me and snatched my
towel away in one sudden pull. I least expected that and I suddenly covered
my breasts with one hand and my pussy with other hand. "Didi, what are you
doing at me, have you gone crazy, please give me the towel", I begged. "You
humbug, let me see you naked, you little devil", she was looking at me as
if she was going to swallow me. I put one of my hands crossing my chest and
effectively protecting my breasts. My other hand was covering my little
triangle. "Take your hands away, I want to see your breasts", she told
me. I didn't move, she came to me and took my hand and put it on my side. I
tried to cross my chest with my hand, but she took my hand and put it again
on my sides. I could not move her away as my other hand was busy hiding my
pussy. All women are fortunate that they can hide their privates with their
simple palm, as a great poet of our country said. But I was not permitted
to do so by my roommate. She was looking at me from head to toe with a
piercing look. I could feel her eyes feasting on my breasts, when her gaze
came to my belly button, she asked me "Take your hand away", I was
hesitating for a minute". "Take your palm away I want to see your cunt",
she barked. I moved my hand allowing her to view my pussy. "You have a nice
cute small pussy, come here I want to touch you there", she said. What was
I doing, I felt I was under some evil spell, I moved towards her. She put
her hands on my chest, she cupped my small breasts for once. She did not
take her hand away, I felt my nipples getting taut. She adjusted her
fingers so that my nipples were captured between her fingers. She gave my
nipples a press. They began arousing again. I could see small goose bumps
appearing close to my nipples, she pulled my nipples. I was standing on my
toe, she began to feel my breasts more freely. Her palm was like a cushion
from inside, I felt like my breasts were pressed by a vaccum cleaner. Then
her free left hand began to roam in my stray pussy hairs.

She hugged me close to her. She gave me a warm kiss. I could feel her hot
breath on my lips, she used her tongue to part my lips wider. She inserted
her slippery tongue into my mouth. Our tongues touched each other. She
began to move her tongue like a slippery eel in my mouth, I was forced to
take her, we took other's tongue alternately and sucked at them. She leaned
over my naked figure and began to press her boobs on my body. Soon I was
laid on the cot and she began to lower her lips on my neck, shoulders
traveling on the dorsal side of my arms. Her tongue began to travel on my
body and my cells were fast responding to her touches and kisses. She began
to press her fat thigh between my legs. Her silk dress when rubbed between
my legs, my pussy too began to get heated up.  She captured my fist in her
bigger fist and began to shower kisses on my ribs and armpits. It felt so
ticklish to me, but she was taking the small water drops which were on my
body away using her tongue tips. "Please leave me , I want to go to class",
I pleaded. "Ok, I will leave you now, but you should agree me to do
whatever I want tonight, do you?" she asked. I nodded, then she parted my
legs wider and started kissing fervently on my cunt. "Sweet delicious cunt,
why did you put soap there, you had better smell by nature", she said to me
and again dived between my legs. This time she was not licking into my
folds but she was searching at the opening of the folds using just her tip
of tongue, she tap tapped here and there and finally she chuckled and I
guessed she had found a small beadlike clitoris of my body. She began to
rotate the tip of her tongue just on and around it driving me crazy. I
could not resist her any longer. I wanted her to take that little pearl of
me in her mouth and she was teasing me to act something. I put my hand
behind her head and pressed her to me, it had its effect. She began to lick
me enthusiastically and within a few second I felt like a hammer was put on
my skull and I yelled in my first orgasm.

I grabbed my clothes and moved fast. The classes were going over my head on
that day.  I was thinking about the incident and the possibilities offered
to me. When I returned at the evening the aunty had cooked a great supper
and had been waiting for me. She told me that she would not be in the house
for the night as she wanted to go to her elder daughter's house to baby
sit. So I was left alone, I had a nice bath and went to the bedroom. The
younger daughter whom I was sharing the room had phoned me that she would
be late. She told me to lock the flat from inside and do not bolt it from
inside as she had a key with her and she was not sure when would she come
back. I was not in a mood to study as my mind was wandering with sexual
thoughts and desires. So I went to the bedroom and started searching the
cupboards, combing my hair. There were a lot of small bottles of eye rouge,
nail polishes, and small perfume bottles. Then I saw a red bottle shaped
like a horse used in chess game. I took it and inspected it out of
curiosity. It was labeled as 'nipple rouge' . Paints for nipples?! It was
news to me. I opened the bottle and a red fluid was oozing and I decided to
try it. I removed my upper dress and bra, I put them on the cot beside me.
Then I took a small globe of the nipple rouge in my finger tip and applied
it to my nipples. It was heaven, the spreading of alcohol and the creaming
on my nipples was just seventh heaven. I spread the rouge on the full
areola and looked at the mirror. It was kinky and naughty. I smiled at my
own image and looked at those small nipples decorated with the red coat of
rouge, I pulled my nipples out and they jutted out proudly. "Cute, really
cute, wah re wah!!!", came a voice from the door.

I was shocked to find the lady standing at the door. I did not hear her
entering the flat, she was looking at me like a lion who saw a deer. I
tried to cover myself, but she charged forward and prevented my attempt.
"Sorry, I was .. I was just looking at those bottles..:", I stammered.
"Don't worry, its okay, good, your nipples look really cute and jutting
little darlings", she kissed me and was rubbing my nipples with her
fingers. She handled them like feeling two orchid buds and I was
experienced a high current of erotic electricity from my toe to my head.
She was wearing a blue sary and high heels, she looked so elegant wearing a
sary. She sucked my nipples and I could see the red stains on her lips
caused by my nipples. She looked like an assistant of Dracula . She kissed
me again and moved to close the door. She bolted the door and turned around
to see her on the Divan stretching herself. She was resting on her elbows
and had raised one leg. She looked a real sex bomb. Her sari had ridden up
and I could see her legs just a wee bit above her knees -they were superb.
Not very thick but very fair , I was wondering how her thighs would be. She
called me over and I settled next to her, she pulled me over and planted a
kiss on my lips. I dragged her closer to my body, and continued kissing her
lips. Her pallu (edge of the sary) was no where in place and her low neck
had a hard time containing those luscious globes. I had seen her nude
earlier but wearing a sary she looked sexier. The sweat drops on her
cleavage added sexier look to her.

Bending down I kissed her cleavage and licked it all the way. My hands were
busy feeling her calf muscles and pushing her sari much higher. For a
moment my hands shifted attention to her tits and I tried to undo her
blouse hooks.My palm rested on those soft tits while I unhooked. It was
marvellous to watch her tits in a white lacy brassiere struggling to be
freed. I had successfully opened her blouse and exposed her bra. That was
much more fabulous. The material of the bra was so sheer that I easily
locate her dark nipples, thru them. Immediately I bent down to lick on the
dark patch, in fact I took them between my lips and sucked in. My hands now
got busier with her legs. Her sari had ridden up much beyond her knees and
as I went up further her legs, thighs parted to accommodate my hands. I
could feel the warmth of her thighs. It was just fluffy and wonderful. I
pushed further to meet the ultimate destination, her pussy, gods she was
really warm down there, my fingers could feel the wiry hairs on her pussy.
I wanted to see that. She had unhooked her bra from behind while I was busy
with her thighs kissing and feeling the body heat emanating from her. She
was teasing me half exposing her nudity and moving occasionally away from
me, always pinching my taut nipples.

I was becoming a real slave of her elegance and beauty. I begged her to
show me her pussy, I wanted to see hair down there. I could feel the smell
of her pussy, her steaming pussy her pulsating pussy, give it to me I
begged silently. I got up from my reclining position to see her lovely
body, she didn't try to cover up anything. I sat on her lower legs
straddling her and pushed up her sari, to expose her pussy. That was the
first time I was seeing a woman's pussy from so close. The perfume filled
my nostrils Her fair thighs were round, a bit flabby not very huge thigh,
like a typical south Indian housewife. Her pussy looked lovely adorned with
a nice wiry bush, and her slit looked heavenly. My palm was all over her
thighs; they were very smooth and soft. On an impulse I kissed her pussy,
her legs jerked up and now I had a better view of her pussy. With her legs
pulled up, she parted her legs just enough. Her pussy lips parted and I
could see her juices all along her slit. Involuntarily I placed my palm on
her pussy and touched the slit. She opened up further and I used my fingers
to push open her slit. It looked wonderful inside, her clit was like a
small peanut Her inner labia was dark pink colored, further down it was
pink and I could see the insides glistening with her juices. I realised
that she was busy cupping my little breasts leaning towards me. The scent
of her was maddening.  She then carried me to the cot and began to rub her
pussy over mine.

The wiry and hairy pussy was rubbed continuously on my sparingly haired
mount. Occasionally she would put her palm between our pussies and search
for something. Soon I could feel the heat of my pussy and a mixture of two
kind of sweat made the room musky and spicy. The mixture of sweat and scent
of two women filled the entire room; there was something special about my
companion. The more she becomes excited the muskier her smell was. Then she
rolled on top on me and began to hit my pussy with her fat furry bigger
cunt. She took one of my leg and put it on her shoulders. I used the leg to
rub at her nipples. She was becoming aggressive partner. She took her
clitoris out using her fingers and tried to put it into my small vagina. It
was like a pebble inserted into my cunt.

When she got her climax, she asked me to lay close to her, we slept like
that till her mother knocked at the door. When the dinner was over she
again came to me, "Dear I want one help from you, I want to shave my pussy.
My husband is coming next week. He is crazy about my shaved pussy. I want
to give a surprise to him. He said that it makes him feel like fucking an
adolescent girl. I cannot shave there alone, please give a help". I had
never shaved my pussy, but I was ready to help her. She then removed her
clothes and took a brush and a razor with twin blade system from a
drawer. She then moved to the bathroom and came back with a mug full of
water and soap. I took the brush and wet it and then made a lather using
the soap. She put a pillow under her butt and put a newspaper under
her. She trimmed her bush using a small scissors and when it was nearly
trimmed I saw her cunt region milky white. I lathered the brush and soon
her pussy was covered with foam. I used the razor from the navel and it
travelled down taking the small hairs with it. I dipped it in the mug and
after some five minutes her triangle was completely clean and smooth. Then
came the most risky part of shaving her labia. She lay there like a frog
with legs pierced in a dissection board. I could not take my eyes from
her. She looked so cute and her cunt looked like a soft bread just baked. I
put her labia folds away and used the razor softly she was moaning. She
used her finger to roll her clitoris which was now quite visible and she
peeled the skin covering it and showed me the white bud like a pearl. I
shaved her ass too. Her ass had hair like men's asses. When it was done she
walked to the bathroom and deposited the hairs and foam and flushed. She
took a towel and wiped all water and put my hands on her cunt. It was so
soft and there was no trace of stubbles. "You are an expert barber, why
don't you shave yours", she asked me. "No, I don't shave there ", I denied.

She sat without her clothes and leaned on the cot with a big pillow to give
support to her back. "If my husband was here, he would suck my pussy", she
said. My head was spinning. The fine shaved yummy pussy was attracting me
like a moth to a fire. The creamy white thighs, the red rose inner lips and
the smoothness like a baby's butt. I could not control myself. I dived into
her lap. She was happy at my surrender. She put her legs even wider and
began to fondle me at my back. I inhaled the fresh smell of her pussy. It
was just intoxicating. The mixture of soap and pussy juice was maddening
me. I began to chew her pussy folds, she peeled her clitoris and the hud
was looking at me like end of a plastic wire. I took it like a small
mushroom and began to suck it with my lips. She then gave a fart and fell
back. I did not move my face away. I slept there between her legs with my
lips closing her clitoris like a leach.

After an hour she was awake. "Now let me do you", she said. "No, I don't
want to shave", I told her. "Who said anything about shaving, I want to
suck your pussy dear girl", saying this she began to eat me.