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Home Alone
By Prachi (hotprachi@usa.net)
Edited by: Big D (The Kristen Archives)
My name is Prachi and I live in Pune, India with my
parents and my grandma in an apartment on the outskirts
of the city. My parents love me and trust me
completely. They seem to think that I am their goody-
goody daughter who can do no wrong and can take care of
myself. Actually, I love to stay home alone. It gives
me the freedom to do the things I want to do.
Last month my cousin was getting married in Bombay. I
could not go since I had college to attend but they
took grandma and went for 5 days, leaving me home alone
with no concern. Actually it gave me an opportunity to
try out something with Roshni that I had never ever
done before.
First, permit me to describe Roshni and myself. I am
fair skinned, about 5 ft 7 and slim, with a tight
athletic body toned by my constant basketball practice.
Roshni is shorter than me and is dusky, but with big
38D breasts that make any guy look at her chest before
noticing her face.
My parents left Saturday evening, giving me
instructions about the daily chores and making me
promise that I'll invite Roshni over every night to
keep me company. Well, I wouldn't forget that!
As soon as my parents left, I rang up Roshni, who
hurried over at once. That whole evening we spent on
the Internet, surfing porn sites, which I could never
do when my parents were home. This porn surfing went on
until midnight, the decided upon time when our game
would begin. We went to all the sites that she told me
about and by midnight we were hotter than two bitches
in heat. This got us all warmed up for our game. The
big clock in my room bonged twelve times. We both
looked at each other and I disconnected from the
Internet. She got up as well. The game we had decided
on was similar to "Truth or Dare", which is very
popular in India. Our version was to give each other a
dare and whoever was too chicken to do it, lost a
point. This was to continue from midnight until four in
the morning. Whoever failed to complete the most number
of dares lost.
Roshni took the bag she had brought along. "I brought
the uniform we decided on," she said, showing me the
white tee shirt and the blue denim shorts. I nodded and
said that I had mine too and went to get them. I
removed the salwarkameez I was wearing and stood there
in my bra and panties. She too stripped to her
underwear. Then we both put on the tee shirts and
shorts. We were ready for the most exciting game I had
ever thought of.
"Let's flip a coin to see who decides the first round"
I said and picked up a coin from the table and flipped
it into the air. "Heads" she called, and the coin came
tinkling down. Heads it was. She was to decide the
first dare.
"What am I to do?" I asked her.
She smiled and said, " We'll start off with an easy
one. Go to the balcony, take off your shirt and shorts
and stand there in your undies. Then turn on the
balcony light and come slowly back inside."
My balcony was facing a street, which, though not
exactly a major thoroughfare, was not exactly deserted
at midnight either. There were always a few people
about. I walked to the balcony with my heart pounding.
I stepped out and glanced at the street. Fortunately it
was deserted at the moment except for a very old beggar
who always sits near the bus stop. He appeared to be
asleep. A chilly breeze was blowing.
"Come on, take it off," Roshni chided me. I removed my
tee shirt and threw it back into the room, then glanced
around and removed my shorts as well. Then I hit the
light switch and the balcony was bathed in light. I
felt as if I was being seen by the whole world. I
closed my eyes and slowly walked back inside.
"Good. Nice job," Roshni said. Then, since it was her
turn, she walked to the balcony and did the same. Once
we were both back in the house with our clothes on, it
was my turn. I was to define the next game. I had
thought of a great dare for Roshni, which I was sure
she would be too chicken to perform.
"Well, I don't think you have it in you to do this," I
told her.
"Try me," she said smiling.
"Here is what you have to do: step out of the
apartment, go downstairs and remove you shirt, shorts
and bra, but keep your panties on. Then leave your
clothes down there and come back up. I'll then strip to
my panties, go down, put your clothes on and come back
up."
The staircase of my building is very brightly lit and
so I thought Roshni would chicken out. As I live on the
4th floor, the dare did include a long distance to
travel. To go down and to come back up the stairs
wearing just panties would be tough. Anyone could open
their door and catch her. I knew that Roshni wouldn't
do it. It was only quarter past 12 and anyone could
decide to come out of their apartment. It was just too
dangerous. But then she never backs away from a
challenge either.
"Ok, I'll do it," she said with a grim face, "but you
have to promise to get my clothes back, ok?"
I nodded. She opened the door and started descending
the stairs. I waited with the door open. I heard her
going down, then after a couple of minutes she came
racing back upstairs. To my shock she wasn't wearing
panties either. She was totally bare-ass naked! She
jumped inside and plopped down on the sofa.
"What is this?" I asked her.
"This is my dare now! I came up totally naked, now you
have to go down totally naked, put on my clothes and
come back up," she said, panting and puffing.
"What? No way, that was not a part of my dare," I said.
"Fine, then you just go down in your panties and come
back, but I'll give you the same task for your next
dare," she said.
I thought to myself that since there wasn't more than
just a psychological difference between wearing only
panties and being in the buff, I might as well go ahead
with it. I stripped completely and, as I stood at the
door, Roshni came behind me.
"Come on, this was your idea. Don't be chicken," she
taunted me.
I stepped out of the apartment and Roshni immediately
slammed the door with a bang.
"What was that for?" I shouted.
"I hid my clothes and now you have to search for them
buck naked. I don't think you can find them," she
shouted back.
I was dumbstruck. She couldn't be serious, but
something told me she was. I remembered how she had
gotten me fucked that day on the highway. This was
milder than that anyway.
"And if you want to give up and lose the whole night,
come back, knock thrice, and I'll tell you where the
clothes are. Good luck, baby"
"You dirty little bitch, I'll get you for this," I
shouted. She just laughed and said she thought she'd
watch a little TV now.
I started downstairs. Normally I would have jumped
three steps at a time and been down in a jiffy but now
I had to be ultra careful. I crept down, passing the
doors of the Deshpandes and the Sinhas. I moved
carefully, looking around timidly. It felt so strange,
all the lights brightly staring at my naked body as I
tiptoed my way down the stairs. Finally I reached the
ground floor.
Sure enough, there was no trace of clothes anywhere.
But I was sure I could find them soon. After all, this
was my home. Where could she hide them? But I couldn't
have been more wrong.
I checked the few cars and scooters parked outside,
thinking she could have stuffed them into one of the
vehicles, but they were not there. I was tiptoeing
around the parking lot of my building with my bare ass
hanging out. I looked everywhere in the parking lot but
still couldn't find them.
I was getting a bit worried now and, to add to that I
heard a car approaching the building. I stood there
mortified, without an idea in my head. I kept praying
that it would drive by but no, it came right to my
building. I immediately ducked down and hid behind a
car. A black Maruti Esteem came to a stop about 20 feet
from me. From it emerged a very, very drunk Mr. Pandey.
He was singing some Hindi song at the top of his lungs
and was having problems locking his car.
His singing was really loud and shrill. Suddenly I
heard a door open and his wife came down. "You're
drunk again aren't you?" she asked, "why do you have to
do this every night?" and she started crying. He tried
comforting his wife but was so drunk he couldn't even
say her name properly. Then he started shouting at her.
There was a great din in the parking lot. I was afraid
they would wake up more people and we would have a
scene here. But fortunately it didn't happen. Though I
am sure many people woke up, no one came down to
interfere with a drunkard. After about 15 minutes the
wife managed to calm him down and he started admitting
he was wrong.
"I have to quit drinking, darling, you are right," he
said. "Now I have started seeing things too."
"Why? What did you imagine seeing?" his wife asked him
as they walked towards the stairs.
"When I was driving in, I thought I saw a naked girl
bent over a car in the parking lot. A slim naked girl
with a small round ass," he said. I almost passed out.
"Oooh, now you are seeing things you foolish old man!
Come upstairs and I'll show you something better," his
loving wife said. I realized how narrowly I had escaped
humiliation. If this old man weren't so drunk he
probably would have accosted me. I had to be ultra
careful now. I cursed Roshni once more. A part of me
wanted to go up and admit that I was beaten and go to
bed. But she had already put me through so much I
refused to quit now. The stakes in this game were high.
The loser would have to be the winner's slave for a
whole day. And I still had to get my revenge for my
highway humiliation too.
I waited for some time to make sure no one was around.
Then I got up from behind the car and started scouting
around. All the vehicles had been checked, so
reluctantly, I walked to the edge of the parking lot.
The parking lot was a comparatively safe place for me
move around in the nude. It was fenced on all sides.
But outside the parking lot, around the building, the
area was visible from many windows and balconies. And
though it must have been nearly one o'clock in the
morning and everyone should be asleep, I didn't know
whether to take the chance.
But then I had no option and time was running out. So I
bent over to see if any windows were lighted. No,
everyone seemed to be asleep. I carefully and slowly
stepped out of the parking lot. Now I was in the open
with the streetlights shining brightly around me. In
front of me I saw trees. Yes, she could have hidden the
clothes in a tree. I went to the first tree and sure
enough, about ten feet above me, I saw the clothes,
bundled and tucked away in a branch. I climbed the tree
with some difficulty, and slowly reached the clothes.
I was exuberant at getting this part right. As I took
the clothes off the branch, I glanced around and saw
that someone was watching me from a window on the 2nd
floor. It was young Rohan, who was about 14 years old.
He was staring at me as if he had seen a ghost. I
slowly climbed down from the tree and got dressed. Then
I looked up again. He was still there staring at me,
although his face looked a bit sad now because I had
put clothes on. What if this kid woke up his parents or
even told them about it next day. I waved at him and he
waved back.
"Could you come out here for a second?" I said softly,
hoping no one else was awake. He nodded.
"Come to the car park," I said. "I'll wait for you in
the parking lot." He came down in a few seconds wearing
pajamas like most boys his age wear.
"What are you doing awake so late?" I asked him.
"I was watching TB6," he said.
That explained it all. The local cable operator showed
a Russian channel called TB6 every Saturday night and,
in the wee hours, that channel showed porn films, which
most guys stayed up to watch. But I didn't expect a 14-
year-old to know about that.
I looked at him. His small dick was stiff and poking
out through the fly of his pajamas. He had seen his own
real life TB6 a few moments ago. I didn't know what to
say.
"You won't tell anybody what you saw, will you Rohan?"
I asked in a pleading voice.
"Why shouldn't I?" he asked in a timid voice. "You were
doing wrong."
"No I wasn't Rohan, I was just playing a game with my
friend. When you get to be my age you will play games
like this also," I tried to explain.
Rohan was looking at me hungrily, not that I could
blame him. A train of thought developed in my head. He
was 14 but his body is actually as big as a 17-year-
old's. His erection said it all. Maybe I could buy his
silence. Well, why not I said to myself.
"Please Rohan let this be our little secret," I said,
taking his face in my arms and moving closer to him, so
close that his erection pressed against my legs. He put
his arms around me in a seemingly reluctant way. I put
my lips on his and started French kissing him. His
hands, which were embracing me, moved downward. In a
moment his hands were clasping my buns and massaging
them. I decided to give him the final go ahead by
taking his hand in mine and pushing it inside my
panties.
I broke the kiss and he took the lead, kissing my neck
hungrily.
"Wait a minute darling," I said to him and knelt in
front of him. He stood very still, watching me as I
removed my shirt and bra. I untied his pajama bottoms
and pulled them down. I then freed his 5-inch cock from
his underwear and started sucking it. Rohan, obviously
unused to this, started moaning.
"Shhh," I said.
Surprisingly, he obeyed as I kept on sucking his small
prick. His hands reached for my breasts and started
fondling them. He was enjoying this experience! I took
his prick completely into my mouth, sucking at it like
a hungry bitch. In a few minutes his dick started
throbbing.
"Oh, I think I am going to shoot," he cried. I
immediately took his dick out of my mouth and aimed it
at my breasts. His cum sprayed my tits for a few
seconds, and then his dick grew limp. I stood up in
front of him. He was rubbing his dick, unable to
believe that it had ended so soon. This 14-year-old boy
had gotten a blowjob from me. I couldn't believe it,
and I suppose neither could he.
He looked at me for a second and then moved closer and
started sucking my breasts again. My nipples, which had
been hard all along, grew even harder. He sucked on my
right breast and fondled the left with both hands. He
was sucking at my tits so savagely that I was ready for
my own climax. I reached for my shorts and yanked them
down. Rohan took the cue and let go off my tits. He
started pulling my panties down and I was soon naked as
well.
"Wait a minute," I said to him and looked around.
"Can't you get your dick stiff?"
He tried slapping his dick around but nothing happened.
He was only 14 after all. He couldn't get it up again
so soon after his very first blowjob. But by then I was
so randy that I had to get fucked; I needed something
stiff in my cunt. My mind was racing to find an answer.
"Are you very desperate for a fuck?" Rohan asked.
Yes, I nodded.
"There is this thing I saw in a porno film at my
friend's place. You can try it if you want," and he
recounted the idea.
Though initially my reaction was incredulity, as he
explained further, it became clear to me that it indeed
was a solution.
So we both walked to the water tank of the building
near the parking lot. There was a pipe that ran along
its wall. There used to be a tap at one end but now it
had been capped off and a foot long section jutted out,
about 2 feet above the ground. This was going to be my
dildo!
"Bend down so that it's aimed at your pussy, and I'll
help it in," Rohan said.
I bent my knees so that the metal cap was pointing at
my hole. I anxiously tried to force into my cunt but I
was so excited that I couldn't manage it. Then Rohan
stood by my side, wrapped his arms around my waist and,
like a soldier guiding a ram toward a door, guided my
ass towards the pipe. As its cold steely knob pressed
against my slit, I let out a groan of pain and delight.
"Shhh," Rohan said, "Somebody will wake up."
As soon as the cap entered my pussy I drove my ass
backwards, surprising us both. I started to rock back
and forth, sliding the pipe in and out of my cunt.
The metal knob hurt the inner walls of my pussy but the
pleasure was too overwhelming for the pain to even
register in my mind. I rocked back and forth while
Rohan fell to his knees and started sucking my right
breast. The combination was as erotic as anything I had
ever experienced. So often I had looked at this knob
and wondered why they put a tap here. Now I was
thankful for it.
I kept on fucking the pipe and Rohan, after sucking my
breasts for sometime, got up and stood near the nexus
of the metal pipe and my pussy. He then put his finger
on my butt and managed to push it inside my asshole. He
kept pulling it out and pushing it in. This kind of a
stimulus always helps and I started squealing. My
orgasm lasted for about 15 seconds and Rohan was
staring at me as if I was some sort of alien. I guess
this was the first time he had seen a woman cumming in
real life.
I drew away from the pipe with a strange feeling of
emptiness in my cunt. "I think you had better go home
and go to sleep now," I said to Rohan. He nodded.
I picked up my clothes from the parking lot and dressed
again. I kissed Rohan long and hard, and promised him
that we could get together again soon. He, in turn,
promised me he would keep our secret. I walked back to
the house. Almost an hour had passed since I had left.
I knocked the door and shouted, "I got them"
"Where did you go? It's been ages," Roshni said as she
opened the door. I explained to her what had transpired
and she started laughing.
"You always end up in a sticky position don't you?" she
said. "To think that this was just your return dare.
Now its your turn again to do what I say"
I was a bit tired then, so didn't realize until the
next morning that it had actually been her turn. But
anyway, at that moment I was taken in. I agreed that it
indeed was my chance and asked her what the next dare
was.
"I have been giving it a lot of thought, since you took
such a long time to come back. But think I have come up
with the best dare you can ever imagine."
"What's that?" I asked.
"Come over here," she said, calling me to a window.
"Look at that street, about 400 feet down that way."
I looked in the direction she was pointing. There was a
group of four men playing cards under a streetlight.
They looked like taxi drivers or something, certainly
not from the respected classes of society. Who else
would play cards at 2:15 in the morning? They also
appeared to be drinking, since I could make out some
bottles near them.
"Here is what you have to do," said Roshni and explained
the dare to me. It was too much and under normal
circumstances I might have backed out but by this time
I was in a wild mood. I agreed to do it. It was a
really frightening, but at the same time, an exciting
dare.
I went to the cupboard to look for some old clothes
appropriate for the dare. I found tattered jeans which
I never wear, a shirt ripped in the back and a monkey
cap, which is like a ski mask. I slipped out of
Roshni's 'uniform' that I was wearing and removed my
underwear too. Then I put on the monkey cap, old jeans
and the ripped shirt. The rip was just a few inches
near the small of the back, so it didn't reveal much. I
also took a small piece of bed sheet I found in the
room.
"Don't forget the bike keys," Roshni said. "They're
important"
I took the keys to my father's bike and proceeded on
the dare. I climbed down the stairs and, in a few
seconds, I was in the parking lot again. This time
wearing some clothes.
I went to my dad's bike. I knew how to ride it though I
wasn't very experienced with it. I took the bed sheet
rag and tore it in half. One half I tied in front and
one in the back of the bike so that both the number
plates were completely covered.
I then put on the monkey cap and pulled it down so that
it covered my face completely, like a hijacker. I was
now completely unrecognizable, or so I thought. I
kicked the engine into life and sped out of the
building. I turned left and then right.
About 50 feet away I saw the men playing cards, and
shouting at each other, drunk I guessed. I first
accelerated, then slowed down a bit as I neared them. I
was about to do the dare when I suddenly felt very
nervous, and increased my speed, turned the corner and
stopped. I felt suddenly frightened. Roshni must have
seen that and jumped with joy.
I shut the engine off and took a deep breath. I had to
do this. I got back on the bike and kick-started it,
twisted the throttle a few times and rode towards them.
They watched me go by. I stopped the bike 50 feet away
from them and got off. They stood very still and were
staring at me, all four of them. I waved at them at
smiled. The smile was wasted because of the monkey cap.
Then I started quickly unbuttoning my shirt. The guys
started clapping and cheering. I took the shirt off
completely, revealing my naked breasts, and threw it on
the road. They were yelling at me to remove my jeans
too. I unbuckled the belt and unzipped the fly very
slowly. Then I turned my back towards them and slowly
slipped the jeans down my legs until they were around
my ankles.
I jumped out of them and threw them on the road too.
"Now the cap," someone shouted. I reached for the cap
and then, much to their irritation, turned back and got
on the bike. I kicked it into life and sped off towards
my building. In the rearview mirror I could see a
couple of the guys running after me but I was too fast
for them. I turned left, then right, and was back in my
building. I hurriedly removed the rags from the number
plate and ran up the stairs to my house. The door was
open.
"Amazing job, Prachi, amazing," Roshni said," You really
had them searching for you."
"Did they follow me all the way back?" I asked.
"No way, babe. They went back to playing cards and
rubbing their crotches. Betcha each one of them are
wanting to hunt you down right now and screw your ears
off," said Roshni.
"Well, your turn now," I said triumphantly. And because
of me they will chase you even before you start
stripping. You are in for a tough time Rosh."
Roshni didn't really seem concerned. She had that
extremely horny look in her eyes. In this sort of mood,
she could literally do anything, and that sometimes
scared me.
"Let's see," was all she said. She didn't care to take
the old rags I had found for her. She opened the door
in the "uniform" and left with the keys in her hands. I
positioned myself at the window. I had removed the cap
also and was completely nude in the privacy of my own
house. I heard a soft knock on my door. I quickly
dressed and wondered who it could be at almost three in
the morning.
I opened the door and found Rohan standing there. "Hi,
I just couldn't sleep," he said sheepishly. "My parents
are heavy sleepers, I don't think..."
I pulled him inside the house and shut the door. Then I
dragged him over to the window and pointed out the
group of men to him. "Look at those men. Sexy things
are going to happen over there in a moment," I said.
"You will never see on TV what you are going to see in
a minute."
"Hmmm..ok," Rohan said, as he was more interested
fondling my tits. He kept at it for some seconds and
then his hands grabbed my crotch through my shorts. I
let out a yelp of surprise but kept on staring at the
men.
Rohan didn't really seem interested in what I was
saying. He was busy removing my shorts and in a few
moments had pulled my shorts and panties down. He then
stood behind me and pulled my tee shirt over my head,
leaving me completely naked again. I was too busy
looking at the street scene to pay much attention to
what he was doing.
Roshni had reached the men but didn't seem in any
hurry. She slowly removed her shirt as the men started
gathering around her. She seemed to be saying something
to them because they calmed down and started walking.
Meanwhile, I felt a hand on my shoulders pushing me
into a bent position. I didn't pay much attention as
Rohan started kissing and nibbling at my bum cheeks,
his hands were still fondling my tits. My eyes were
riveted on the happenings on the street. Roshni
voluntarily removed all her clothes and stood nude in
front of them, her big breasts jiggling invitingly as
she moved.
The man who reached her first knocked her down like a
rugby player and started kissing her breasts, while the
remaining men started removing their clothes. One of
the guys knelt down, shoved his cock in Roshni's mouth
and she started sucking on it. I was getting wetter by
the minute as Rohan kept up the foreplay.
The guy who had been sucking Roshni's tits then sat on
her tummy and pulled her breasts together. He started
rubbing his cock in between them, seemingly to enjoy it
immensely.
"Owww," I cried as Rohan's stiff dick entered my pussy
in one big lunge. "You're hurting me!"
He ignored me and, with another lunge, buried his whole
cock in my pussy and started pumping it rapidly in and
out. As a result, I was being shaken back and forth
"AAh, aaargh, harder, fuck me harder you little
bastard," I cried." Fuck me harder than that you little
shit."
The mocking had the desired effect and he started
fucking me even harder. I closed my eyes and cried out
my pain as he pinched my nipples hard. I kept my eyes
closed for a few more minutes as Rohan kept stepping up
the pace.
When I opened my eyes a bit, I saw an extremely erotic
scene unfolding down on the street. Roshni was working
at full capacity. She had one guy in her mouth, one guy
fucking her tits, another was pumping away at her pussy
and she was jerking off the fourth one with her hands.
The guy who had been working on her tits suddenly stood
on his knees and shot his cum all over her breasts.
The one in her hand also didn't last long and was
shooting his cum on her tummy.
The other two men were still banging away; she was
being fucked in both ends!
The one in her cunt suddenly stiffened and I could tell
he was pumping her full of sperm. At the same time, the
man in her mouth also came hard, then withdrew his cock
without a single drop of cum falling out of her mouth.
She had swallowed his entire load!!!
Meanwhile, I my own orgasm started; Rohan pounded away
at my butt as I watched the men withdrawing from
Roshni's body. It was a fierce orgasm, both long and
intense.
Roshni just lay there writhing in the road. The four
men seemed satisfied because they ignored her as they
put their clothes on and went back to their card game.
The adventure was over.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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