Chachi hamesha half blouse pehne lagey aur mujhe dekhte hii apna haat koi bahane se upar kar dete they.Kabhi kabar to mera mooh ke saamne bhi utha det...e they haat aur mein thoda aur pass jaa kar soongh deta tha.Yeh kuch din tak chalaPhir meine thoda himmat karke unke kamar ko ya haat ko kahin na kahin chuhne laga pehle to chachi gusse mein dekhti phir ab sab chalta hai.Ab to chachi apna saree kamar ke nichey pehne lagi aur unko pata hai mujhe navel bahut pasand hai to mujhe dekhte hi chachi. Showing you what I need. “Please…..please do it now.” I whisper. With a grin of victory you lower your head to my waiting wetness. I watch as you slowly pull your fingers from my slit and lick my juice from them. Finally, after what seems an eternity, you lower your head and I feel your tongue against my lips…sliding between them, licking the whole from where my juices flow so readily. My breathing is ragged and unsteady as you pull my lips between your teeth and gnaw at them. I am. Suddenly 1day I took of my shirt in the front of the hostel boys room as per their request to see my muscles. But after I removed my shirt their response was quite opposite. They said dai navin where are your man chest ? They look so girly now. They look like boobs. And then I said them yeah it started sagging after I left gym. Then some guys said that they wanna touch it to see if its soft like girls breast. I shouted at them.But they din’t let me go. One of them came behind me and caught my. I would tease the boys in my classes as well but it was never as much fun as teasing the teachers, accidentally brushing against them in the halls, sitting in the front row of the class, and dropping my pencil, bending forward to pick it up...It was a charmed life, until my Senior Year. A few days after my 18th Birthday, I was walking out of the locker room. I had stayed late to swim in the school pool, it was too much trouble to run and you don’t keep my figure without working out, and it was.