My Sensational Village Experience – Part II (The Kabaddi Match)

Continued from “My sensational village experience part-I”

I could find Ajay more confident in taking peeks at me and he was also putting one hand around me touching my naked waist while we walked back home.

Back home, we went straight into my room, and sat on the bed. Ajay was very enthusiastic. He told me that he liked the dresses very much and that he couldn’t wait to see me in those dresses. “I hope they turn out good”, I said and smiled meekly. “Oh don’t worry aunty. Mom stitches all her clothes from this tailor only. He is very good.” We then had our lunch and were just chatting. In some time, it was getting very boring for both of us. In a short while, one of Ajay’s friends came home to call him out for playing. Ajay asked me if I would like to accompany him. I changed into a yellow tee shirt as i did not want to spoil my white shirt. I was ready to go. They were a group of some eight young boys all 15 to 17 years of age. We both joined them, and they were all curious to know who i was.

Ajay introduced me as Varsha, his aunt. They debated on what they would play today, and finally decided on kabaddi. They split into teams and Ajay and i were in opposite teams. The captain of our team went i first. He swiftly touched two players and was fast coming out when another guy tried catching him, but could manage only his shirt. This guy pulled out with all force before the other could catch him, and in the process tore away from his shirt. They all laughed when he reached back into our side. One of them commented to me that every time they played kabaddi, almost everyone’s dresses get torn. Somewhere in my heart, i felt that i may have to face the same fate today, but i did not ponder much on that thought.

Next Ajay came into our half on behalf of his team. He went to the other end to where i was standing. Suddenly the guy next to me ran towards Ajay to pin him down. I also immediately ran to assist him. But Ajay realised it quickly and started running back when i grabbed him. The other guy caught his leg immediately and Ajay fell down. I lost my balance and fell right over him. The other boys immediately fell over me, in an effort to stop Ajay. I was literally sandwiched between so many guys. And when Ajay lost his breath and was declared out, everyone started getting up, the guy above me kept his hand right over my ass (on my jeans) and got up. Then one of our guys went in and the opposition pounded on he and he was out. When the next guy came in to our side, he touched a few guys and escaped when the others tried to catch him. Now only 2 boys and I remained in our team. The 2 of them asked me to go in. I went in to one side. Ajay was in the middle of the gang. I somehow faked as if I was going to touch a guy, but touched three other guys by his side (Ajay was one of the three).

As I turned around to get away, I could feel hands from behind reaching out to catch me. In a fit of excitement, I tried getting away the fastest I could. But someone caught the bottom part of my shirt and pulled it. I tried to turn around a wriggle out, but lost my balance, slipped and fell down. And then guys started falling all over me to stop any further attempts to escape. I could feel my tee shirt had gone up till my breasts and my abdomen was bare and guys lying all over me. Since I was close to the mid line, I stretched my hand out desperately and somehow managed to touch the line. when I was declared safe, they slowly started getting up. After they all got up, they got a nice feast of me lying down on the dirty ground, with my tee shirt riding up to expose my navel. I slowly got up to find my tee shirt torn at the middle of my back such that my white bra clasp was visible through the torn part of the yellow tee. They all started laughing, though some were still shell shocked as they might never have seen anyone like that. But I did not make a big fuss of it and tried to be a sport.

Now we were four people in my team and only one of them remained; he was the only one who did not jump over me. He came in. The four of us split into groups of two, so that if he goes after either one of the groups, the others could come from behind and catch him. He came towards us. The other group was waiting for the right moment to pounce on him. All of a sudden he touched my partner and started running behind. The other group started off but they were too late. As these two could not stop their momentum, moved towards him and he, on his way back touched the both of them too and went back safe. The situation now reversed. there were four boys in the opposition team – Ajay, and three others. and just me in my team. I had to at least return back safe to save our team from defeat. but I cannot manage to catch a guy on my own. so i had to get at least one of them out. I went in determined to catch at least one of them. The four of them also split into two groups. I went towards a boy quickly and touched him before he could react and started running back. But he, out of reflex, managed to catch my hand. The guy with him caught my waist with both hands from behind, almost like hugging me. His hands were on my tummy. But before he could tighten his grip on me I somehow shook off and started running. but by that time Ajay and his partner had come near us. Just as i was about to run away Ajay came right in front of me and did something that I can never forget in my life.

Though it was unintentional, and was done unknowingly in the desperation to win the game; I don’t even know if he realised what he had done. He cupped both his hands right over my breasts and pushed me backwards towards the guy. I fell over him, he fell down. Then Ajay pounced on me, with his palms still on my breasts. There was no way i could escape and i was declared out. When i got up, my yellow tee shirt over my breasts had sand sticking to it, with the imprint of Ajay’s hands. I quickly dusted it off before others could see it. Then we all sat for a while, and were chatting about things. I could still find a few boys who bent behind on some pretext or the other to get a view of my bra strap through the torn tee shirt. We were all dirty, tired and soaking in sweat. As it started getting late, we came back home. On the way back home also, Ajay took full freedom as he put his hands around my waist. On reaching home, he asked me to turn back and started laughing on seeing the torn tee shirt. He started rubbing his hands over the bra, and the little exposed part of my back. I quickly cut short his amusement and told him to go take bath first and then i will bath after he does. He obediently did so. he went, took bath and came into the house with just a towel around him and told me that I could now use the bathroom. Initially I thought of taking the clothes with me, but then decided against it and took only a towel with me.

This time I decided to reveal a bit more. I did not wipe myself, but tied the towel around my wet body. Since the towel was a thick one, it did not reveal much, but got stuck with the shape of my body. And just as i expected, Ajay was sitting in the living room in a place from where he could see me clearly. I thought of going straight to my room, but then went to him to tease him a little more. So I went to him and asked him if dinner had arrived. He said that he would go in a few minutes to get it. I told him to wait for a few minutes and that I would accompany him to the restaurant. I stood there for a few mores seconds so that he could enjoy a little more.

Then, I went to my room to change into good clothes. I saw that I had a night dress (a loose half sleeve shirt and a loose thin pant), and a red tunic top and black leggings. I decided to save the last two for tomorrow since i was going to get my dresses from the tailor only the day after that, and my yesterday’s dresses weren’t washed yet by the maid (she did not come that day). So I changed into my night shirt and pant. I found that the buttons on the shirt were close to each other and wouldn’t reveal anything from in between. So I skipped the bra and panty. The first button was a bit low and exposed just a little bit of my cleavage, but I didn’t care. I came out and found Ajay waiting. As it wasn’t anywhere near the dinner time, we just walked around the village a little bit. I could see him often peeing from the top of my shirt, into it. On our way, we accidentally met with the tailor Raju. He told us that he was on his way to meet us only. He said that as he did not have any more work to do that day, he had already finished stitching my dresses and that we could come tomorrow to collect them. This was good news for me as I had only one set of dresses left. We thanked him and went to the restaurant, had our dinner and came back home. We sat late till night, talked about many things. Ajay did not even miss a single chance he got to touch me. He touched me on my waist, shoulder, thighs, everywhere. We then slept off that day.

Next day, we went to the tailor’s to collect the clothes. The real erotic incidents started from that very day. To be continued…. expecting comments from all of you.