Desi Sex Stories Previous Part: Coaching Class Trap – Part 1
Hello to all readers. This is Yogesh, 22 years old and 5’11 “tall, with a well-built body from Bengaluru.
I am thrilled by the readers’ response to my story after its publication. This is the continuation of the previous one.
After kissing Usha’s navel in open surroundings with no one watching us, I felt brave. I could do anything with Usha, as long as she gave permission. But getting Usha’s consent was the only tough task.
I could hardly forget those moments and kept recalling the scene. I was happy throughout the day and was waiting to meet Usha in coaching class. As usual, when I entered the coaching class, Usha was already seated.
While walking towards Usha, I noticed what Usha was wearing. Mani was observing me. Usha was busy listening to the tutor, and I sat beside her. Usha and Mani greeted me.
Usha told me I had missed a few topics because I was late. So, I asked Usha whether they were important. She said yes and said she would guide me later. I glanced at her attire again because her olive-green t-shirt was tight, hugging her body.
Since Usha’s t-shirt was tight, her boobs were struggling to fit in. And I was slightly getting a glimpse of her cleavage due to my height. Usha caught me during the act and covered it with her hands.
I was embarrassed by being caught. So, I listened to the tutor teaching and got busy listening. After a few minutes, Usha disturbed me, whispering, ” Nowadays, Yogi, you are becoming too naughtier, doing all the wrong stuff.
” What wrong stuff, Usha? Trust me, I am innocent.” So, Usha responded innocently that you begged me to touch my navel, squeeze my thighs, kiss my thighs, etc. And I think we are crossing the limits of our friendship.
I replied that I never expected friendship or wanted to be friends with you. I need more than a friend can give or less than a wife can offer. Usha was confused by my words and said she didn’t expect anything. Let’s end this and be strangers who expect nothing from each other.
I was heartbroken and accepted the reality. After the class ended, I left the next coaching session and exited the classroom before the next tutor entered. Mani knew I was sad and followed me.
Mani asked me why I was sad. And I explained everything that had happened between Usha and me. I also told him I was developing feelings for her and that I wanted her badly.
After listening to my words, Mani remembered what we had seen of her and what we desired of her. Mani consoled me and dropped me off at my house.
For a few days, I avoided Usha and did as she wished. But a few days later, I saw Usha near a chat shop a few kilometers away from our coaching class with her friends. I knew everyone, and they invited me to join them.
I declined their invitation, but Usha approached me, took my hand, and led me along. While eating chats, I was surprised to see everyone cracking jokes, but I remained uninterested.
Usha understood and told everyone that the two of us were leaving. I was shocked again, and she led me by holding my hand. After walking a few miles, Usha let go of my hand, and I asked why she was acting weird.
She didn’t respond and left me on the road by taking an autorickshaw. Followed the next day in coaching class during the bio lesson. I accidentally rubbed Usha’s thighs over her jeans.
I immediately (whispered) apologized to Usha, but she said it was fine and told me to continue if I wanted to. Though I wanted to, I didn’t, as Mani was beside her. Later, the next tutor session was canceled. So, everyone left the classroom except Usha.
Mani and I were heading to the park to chill. But suddenly, one of his college friends came, and Mani left me alone on the street.
There were no friends except him. I decided to return to the classroom and found Usha resting her head on the desk, asleep. I sat beside her, and she woke up, happy to see me.
After a few seconds, Usha spoke and asked where Mani was. I explained that I was alone, with no friends, and feeling bored. So, Usha said, “Even I am the same as you.”
I asked Usha if we could become friends again. But Usha said no; she doesn’t want to. Instead, Usha said she wants me to be more than a friend can be but less than a husband can be.
It was my words earlier, with a twist. I said I can be the way you are asking me to be. So, Usha said this stuff needs to be between us. I agreed, and the Power suddenly went out.
I waited a few seconds to see if it came back. Since it didn’t, I squeezed Usha’s thighs over her leggings, and she moaned, ” Shhh, ah. I then whispered in her ear that this is the kind of thing more than a friend can offer you.
Usha laughed and whispered, “Don’t do what husbands can do.” I said ok and continued to rub and squeeze Usha’s thighs over her leggings slowly.
I was praying to God not to restore Power for a while. God granted my wish, and I continued for a few more minutes. Usha was moaning slowly, shhh, ah ha, shhh, ah ah. I followed and moved my hands towards her navel and encircled them over her white Kurta.
Usha was enjoying and guiding my hands over her navel. I requested Usha if she could slide her Kurta a bit so I could feel her naked navel flesh. Usha informed me that it was difficult because it was a knee-length kurta.
But I asked Usha to try something so I could touch them. After a few seconds, Usha held my hands and positioned them over the buttons of the Kurta.
And Usha asked me to unbutton the last button and slide my hands inside and below to reach the navel. I followed her words and felt her navel. Usha’s skin was emitting a hot sensation around her navel.
Suddenly, a tutor came into the room, asking if anyone was there. Usha told the tutor that she and Yogesh were there. And,
Tutor: What are you guys doing in the classroom when there is no power?
Me: Sir, I was revising the topic I learned earlier that day. And I was waiting for the next tutor session.
Tutor: Good, Yogesh and Usha, what were you doing?
Usha: Sir, I was waiting for the Power to arrive. And to head towards you to clarify a doubt.
Tutor: What doubt, ma?
(She said the topic name)
Tutor: Good one, ma, and I’ll explain it to everyone during the class. Is it ok, ma?
Usha: ok Sir.
We were praying to God not to get caught by the tutor. And God granted our wish again.
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Tutor: I left my cell in the staff room. I’ll return once the Power returns.
(We both): ok Sir.
We were both relieved, and Usha said, “Let’s stop.” I agreed, stopped the act, and we discussed random topics for a few minutes. But Power still doesn’t come.
So Usha said, “Let’s head out.” And I said, “I am scared,” and she laughed at my words.
Usha asked me to hold her hand; she would lead me to the exit. But I said no and requested to wait till the Power arrives. Usha said I was feeling bored. So, I whispered, “I’ll entertain and make her enjoy.”
I then placed my face over her left shoulder and tried to kiss her naked skin. But I couldn’t, and Usha whispered, informing me it was a buttoned Kurta with no naked skin exposed.
There was pin-drop silence in the room. As I was on Usha’s shoulder, I could hear Usha unbuttoning the Kurta buttons, and I was happy. Later, Usha said I have done what you needed, and go ahead ”
I then pulled the kurta collar wider and lay my face on her nude shoulder region. And sucked them slowly for a few minutes, then slid up to her neck and kissed them.
Usha enjoyed it and breathed faster. I slid my upper lip towards her earlobes, then kissed and sucked them, slowly increasing the speed. Her breaths were faster than usual. I waited a few seconds to let her breathe normally.
I then kissed her cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose, and everywhere except her lips, and her breath was faster than usual. Sensing this, I stopped, and her breath relaxed. I gave her a few pecks on the lips.
Later, Usha told me it was her “first time doing all these things with a boy.” So, jokingly, I asked, “Then have you done these things with a girl?” Usha then playfully hit my hands and said she had never done this before.
I then said, “I am lucky to do this first.” Usha said yes, blushing, and asked, “Have you done this before?” I replied that it wasn’t my first, but this moment would be remembered for the rest of my life.
Usha then asked me who the previous one was. I replied I don’t want to remember that girl or the act during the heaven ride. I cracked a few jokes to make Usha forget the topic.
Later, I tried sliding my hands inside her Kurta to feel her boobs. But Usha stopped it and said, “That’s enough for today.”
But I pleaded with Usha to allow me to feel her naked boobs. Usha denied my requests and stopped my hands from reaching her boobs. As I was trying harder, Usha stood up to move away from me. But I held Usha’s hands as she was trying to escape.
Because of the strong pull, Usha slipped and fell on me. Usha quickly got to her feet and moved to my side. So, I pulled her a bit and groped her boobs with my mouth. Usha fondled my hair while I tried to suck her melons over her Kurta.
Usha had somehow buttoned her Kurta. I enjoyed trying to swallow her boobs, but my mouth couldn’t fit them. After a few minutes, the Power came back. Usha headed to the washroom to adjust her attire.
Since the Power cut lasted a long time, only a few entered the classroom to attend the session. So, the tutor decided he would teach tomorrow. Everyone started leaving, and Usha was about to follow them.
But I asked Usha to wait and whispered that we continue the act somewhere else. Usha denied it and said, “No way, it’s enough.” If we continue, I am damn sure we would do all the husband-and-wife stuff.
Usha then informed me that, in the future, if everything goes well, you might be the husband and I might be the wife, and we might do those things.
I liked her words and said I wouldn’t miss the opportunity. But at least show me your boobies once. Usha denied it and said to wait for the moment. And I kept on pleading with Usha once and only once while we were both walking.
Usha said, “Fine, once I reveal them, and you shouldn’t ask again until I reveal you when I want to.” I said ok and was about to head back to the classroom. But I met the tutor on the way, and he said, “I’ll teach you the topic tomorrow, if you both leave now .”
We both were relieved again. And Usha said I don’t think the moment has arrived to reveal my boobies. So, this must be a warning sign for us; let’s return to our respective homes.
I wasn’t ready to accept Usha’s words. I pleaded with Usha, and she asked me to search for a safe place other than either of our homes. I could hardly find one, so I gave up and made a puppy face in front of Usha.
Usha tried every possible way to cheer me up as we walked. Since I wasn’t, Usha understood. She suggested a few places I didn’t like.
We were both blank and were about to give up. But we found a complex where all the shops were closed, and we decided that it was the most suitable place.
I asked Usha to wait and went inside the complex to check if it was safe. Since I found none, it was safe since our act lasted only a few minutes. We both entered the complex, and Usha was shivering from fear.
Usha checked the surroundings and was comfortable. But Usha still asked me whether she needed to reveal it there. I pleaded, “Please,” and yes, as I had never seen anyone’s.
Usha said ok and unbuttoned the three buttons of the Kurta. Initially, she showed me her cleavage and half of her boobs.
But I demanded that Usha reveal her boobies without a bra. Usha accepted with a heavy heart and a few arguments. She unclasped the hooks of her bra and slid it slowly, revealing her boobies inch by inch.
I was mesmerized by the view of Usha’s boob. I watched it for a minute, mouth open. Usha said Are you done and was about to cover her boobies. But I requested Usha to let me feel them.
Usha said, ” Fine, ” and I grabbed both her boobies with my hands and felt them. Usha’s boobies were nice to be held in my hands. And I quickly twisted her nipples before Usha could react or observe.
I loved her milky feeding nipples and gulped her right nipple inside my mouth. Usha was shocked and began hitting me on the head to stop me. But I held her hands firmly and gulped the left nipple inside my mouth a few times.
Later, I stopped because it wasn’t a suitable place to continue or do that kind of thing. Usha was crying when I saw her. I apologized, and Usha quickly put on her bra and buttoned her Kurta.
Usha rushed out of the complex and waited for me on the road. We both walked as if nothing had happened between us.
Then, after returning to our respective homes, I called Usha’s house phone. I was scared that if her mom/dad picked up, how would I ask them to hand the phone over to Usha? But I was lucky Usha picked up the call and answered.
Me: Is this Usha?
Usha: Yes, I am. Who is this?
Me: You’re more than a friend but less than a husband.
Usha: uhhh. What’s up? Why have you called?
Me: After all the stuff we did, I was missing you badly. Felt like calling you to talk.
Usha: I don’t remember that, as I’m at home. I feel scared, and we can’t talk about anything like that at home. My parents are strict.
Me: Ok cool. Thanks again for letting me do the stuff we did.
Usha: It’s fine, and I enjoyed it. Anything else you wanna speak about or about studies?
Me: No, but can we wear matching-color dresses to coaching class from tomorrow?
Usha: It’s unnecessary to do that stuff, as it would create rumors among the rest?
Me: I don’t care about the rest, and I am wearing a violet shirt tomorrow, and you have to wear violet.
Usha: No way I am wearing or listening to your command.
(And She Hung up the call).
I felt disappointed but was happy remembering all those things I did with Usha. I was hard and ejaculated my cum in my washroom. For the first time, I was satisfied and happy.
Then the next day evening, I went early to the coaching class. I waited for Usha to arrive to see if she had followed my instructions. Usha arrived for the lecture but was wearing a different-colored dress, and I was pissed off watching her.
Throughout the Coaching hours, I didn’t respond to Usha properly because I was angry and pissed off. After coaching hours, I waited until Usha left to exit the classroom. Usha waited for me to accompany her, but I didn’t, so she left the classroom.
I sadly exited the classroom and thought I had asked and expected more from Usha. Those thoughts were ruling my head, and I was barely present in my surroundings. I was suddenly pulled into a lift by someone.
It was Usha, and she asked why I was being rude to her. First, I apologized to Usha for being rude and for expecting too much from her. After hearing those words..
Usha: Is this the way you’ve understood me?
(I stood silent without answering her).
Usha: Ok, you wanted me to match the color of the cloth, right? Here, have a look. I’ve matched your cloth color, or worn the color you asked for.
I was mesmerized as Usha wore a violet-colored bra and revealed it. I was happy and was about to hug her. But suddenly the lift doors opened, and Usha turned around and adjusted her clothes before anyone could notice or get suspicious.
Since it was the tutor, we greeted them and headed to walk past them to our homes. Usha walked fast, as if she was competing in a race. I tried to match her pace but felt short of breath.
After walking for a while, Usha stopped and checked the surroundings of the road near the same complex. Once she saw no one on the road. Usha pulled me inside the complex and took me to the same spot (the previous day’s spot).
Before I could believe what was happening? Usha hugged me tightly and kissed my entire face. I was on cloud nine, and later Usha checked the surroundings of the complex and felt safe.
Usha then slid her red T-shirt sideways and exposed the color of the bra. She asked whether I was happy. I not only glanced at the bra color but also glanced at her boobs for a while. And I said I was more than happy but was not satisfied.
She said What the hell? What should I do to make you satisfied?
So I said, “Anything more than what you allowed me to do with you yesterday?” Or maybe something similar, with a bit extra?
Usha thought for a few minutes and said she wasn’t creative, so you do the same as yesterday. I said, Usha, you are a genius girl, not only in studies, and you can be creative. So, try creating unique stuff with me.
I knew Usha would think and execute something unique. So I waited a few minutes to let her think.
Then, Usha pulled me closer to her and locked her lips with mine. It was my first lip lock with a girl, and it was with Usha. We were beginners and barely kissed for a few seconds. Later, Usha quickly removed my t-shirt in one go and kept it aside.
I was shy when Usha removed my t-shirt and covered my chest with my hands. Usha laughed loudly watching my behavior.
Then Usha (pointing towards my body) said, “This is mine till the expiry.” And Usha alternatively kissed and licked my upper body; though I didn’t have a fit body, she liked it. Later, I asked Usha for my share.
Usha said it’s getting late; I’ll allow you tomorrow. I acted like a baby, not letting Usha leave the complex. She said she couldn’t remove her t-shirt and allow me to enjoy her parts. It was already late, and we couldn’t get home in time.
Though Usha was right, I wanted something out of her. So, I said, “It’s fine if you don’t remove your t-shirt.” I can enjoy you without removing any of your clothes.
Usha said, “Fine, I know you won’t allow me to return till I give something of mine to you.” So go ahead; let me see your uniqueness, with one condition. “No part of my clothes should be removed,” Usha said. Those words were enough for me.
I squeezed her in a tight hug and followed her condition. I knelt below her knees and squeezed her thighs over her leggings for a few minutes.
Usha stumbled to her feet under my touch. So, I held her knees firmly with one hand and began licking her Black leggings fast. My action blew her off, and she was moaning softly, ah ha ahhh hmm ah.
I enjoyed her moans and moved in between her legs and kissed her genitals over her leggings. Usha begged me to stop, but I didn’t and continued to lick them over her leggings.
Usha wouldn’t have imagined I would do this. After a few minutes, Usha stopped me as she leaked her juices, and I felt the wetness over her leggings. She sat down on the floor and asked me to move a few meters away.
I followed her words and waited. Usha took some time, and I was worried, checking the surroundings. Later, Usha returned and said, “Let’s leave.”
Later that night, Usha called my house phone. All she asked me was which color to wear tomorrow. I said blue, and she said she liked it and hung up.
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