My Bully Girl

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This happened when I was in high school. There was a girl in the neighborhood in mysore, who used to play with us. She was a Punjabi and her father was in army. She was studying in a central school. She was tall well built and with a manly voice. She used to command us. But she was bad in studies and used to fail in most of the subjects. All of us boys were afraid of her and sometimes she used to bully us and beat us if we do not obey.

I was slim and was in no match for her and she used to arm twist me and get all her job and homework done. Hearing her voice alone used to make me pee in my shorts. Because my house was next to hers, she used to call my name often. She expected me to run to her at once. Although my Hindi was bad I used to understand her orders and reply in English.

Once we were playing hide and seek. She was ill and was not playing. She was lying on the bed and her mother was cooking. In an effort to hide myself, I slid under the cot she was sleeping. The cot was made of wood and rope and her body was visible from below. She was wearing a skirt and it was astray.

Her thighs and panty were visible. Although nervous, I decided to stay there for a while and stare at her inner things. I slid my hand between the rope and touched her thigh with finger tips so as to make sure she does not wake up. It was very soft and a strange feeling went though me. I gathered courage and slowly rubbed my palm, very carefully. I went to the farther side to view her chest. She had good boobs and wanted to see that. I was spied by my friend and got out.

From that day I started developing a strange feeling towards her. I used to feel shy whenever she held me or touched me. Strange things happened inside my shorts and were afraid to tell anyone. One day while playing cricket I hit the ball hard it got lost. The ball was brought by the girl and she started shouting and asked me to bring it back. She started twisting my arm and I turned towards her to avoid the pain.

My face was directly on her chest. She was taller than me and I could easily bury my face in her boobs (in her dress of course). I started rubbing my face against her chest as if I am struggling to free myself from her. The more I rubbed and struggled, more aggressive she became. I was enjoying that and finally her mother chased us out. The thought of that made me feel great and I used to relive them in the night. I used to play with my thing and it started getting upright.

One day, I went to her house to read some comics and she was alone. I picked up a book and sat on the cot. She came and sat next to me and started talking. I was not listening to her and furious she started snatching my book. I would have easily given that to her out of fear but I held it tight hoping she will fight with me. She got more furious and pounced on me. I went down and was lying on the cot and she was on my chest,

I wriggled, pushed and shoved her and in the process she shifted to my crotch, I was enjoying her shakes and push directly on my crotch and it started to grow. Suddenly I cried ‘You are hurting me’. She stopped for a while and sensed it. ‘What happened to you?’. I told her that my thing grows when she does it that way. ‘Show me’ she demanded. I removed the buttons and up it sprang. She touchéd it and started playing with it. I wanted to touch her breasts, I asked her. She removed her shirt and it was there for me to see, big, white and soft.

I touched it, squeezed it and sucked it. She liked it too. She removed her panty and asked me to touch it. I put my finger in it and she was shaking her body. After a while she asked me to put my thing in to her. I was afraid and did not want to do it and I did not know how too. She forced me again and I agreed, I tried to insert my thing in to her but hers was tight and it came out. I failed miserably.

Suddenly she pushed me down and sat on my crotch and started wriggling. Now there was no cloth between us. The weight of her body was hurting me but I was enjoying. She continued for a while and we finished playing with each other. I ran back home. The next day, she called me again when her mother was not home. I went and she started playing with my thing. She removed her panty and she started inserting her finger in to her thing and she was hissing and breathing fast.

She started shaking my thing back and forth and it was wonderful. Suddenly I jerked and my thing started shivering and I felt tired. She asked me ‘do you like it’. I said ‘Yes’. Then she sat on my crotch and inserted my thing in to her. It was tight and she cried in pain and removed it. Again she tried inserting it and slowly started shaking it. It went in and she started shaking her body vigorously,

I asked her how she knows about this, she said she saw her mother doing this to her father. She gasped and started shaking and fell by the side of me. My thing went limp and I was shocked to see blood on my thing. I was terrified and ran back home. I did not tell anybody after that. Our play continued till the day they moved out of our neighborhood. Till today the thought of the girl who lost her virginity on me makes me erect.

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