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The Sex Kabaddi Match
I was a teacher in a high school at Bangalore. My wife Soundarya was a also a
teacher in the same school. She teaches Chemistry and I teach Maths. Our life
was quite peaceful. When I saw that two vacancies came up in the Ooty Boarding
School and they paid much better, we both applied to the boarding school and we
both got the jobs. Residential quarters were given to us and facilities were
also good. The colleagues were also very friendly. One of my colleagues was
Peter, a man almost nearing his sixties. And ironically, he was appointed as a
Physical Trainer. Normally, physical trainers used to be young and this man was
nearing retirement. Since he used to be quite jovial, I asked him how he managed
to get this job. He replied candidly that he knew the correspondent personally
and that he has done some favors for him earlier. Since the number of cabins at
the staff room were limited, Peter and I shared a cabin. Despite his age, Peter
appeared to be energetic and lively.
While sharing the cabin with Peter, I found a very strange thing. Though I
handle Maths and Maths is supposed to be a subject much difficult than Physical
training, the number of students who came to him to ask doubts were much more.
Especially girls thronged to his cabin. It was very intriguing. The girls at the
boarding school looked too good. Along with all the flowers, they had also
bloomed very well in the chill Ooty climate. Especially girls in eleventh and
twelfth grade who were in their eighteen’s and eighteens looked so good with
well developed body features. No body would say that these were school girls.
So, as these girls came to ask doubts to Peter, I started observing vicariously
what “doubts” this old man was clearing. As Peter sat in his chair, there was a
table and chair opposite to him. I always found that Peter never offered his
visitors a seat and always made them stand by his side. That day morning,
Priyanka who was a student in her eleventh grade walked in to our cabin and
headed for Peter straightaway.
Priyanka was my student too and while taking class, I had always eyed her
lecherously. She always used to sit in the first row and some days her skirt
would slightly rise up and expose her thighs lightly. She had the habit of
shaking her legs and whenever she shakes her legs, her thighs will be flashed to
me. I could see this clearly especially if I sit in my chair just beneath the
black board. Just to watch the creamy white thighs of Priyanka, I used to give
them some Maths problem and then sit in my chair. As usual, Priyanka would shake
her legs and I would devour the sight of her thighs. I distinctly remember that
once when there was a Mid term test, I had distributed the question papers and
sat in my chair. Priyanka was seated in the first row. The paper was extremely
tough. I could see that she was in highly tensed state while writing the
answers. In her tension, her leg shaking was frantic. The skirt was slowly
rising with every shake and almost half of her thighs were exposed to me. Just
then, an idea struck me and I put my pen down. When I knelt down to pick up the
pen, I had a darshan of Priyanka’s pink colour panties. What a darshan it was!
Her thighs were almost creamy white and very fleshy. As both the thighs
converged, in the center there was the light pink coloured panty with flowers in
it. One flower was positioned exactly on top of her cunt. I simply wanted to put
my tongue there. Throughout the two hour test I dropped my pen quite a number of
times and had many darshans. Priyanka however was oblivious to all these things.
She continued to freely shake her legs and show her thighs to me. As soon as
Priyanka entered our staff room, I was reminded of that day.
Priyanka wished me “Good morning Sir!” and straightaway headed towards her
Physical trainer, Peter. Peter welcomed her with a very warm smile and said,
“Come in Priyanka baby! How are you?”
“I am fine, Sir!”
She was standing just opposite to him and there was a table and chair in between
Peter signaled to his side and said,
“Come near baby! Come over here” He pointed out to the space just next to his
seat. Priyanka walked near him.
“Yes baby, tell me, what exactly do you want to know?”
Priyanka glanced towards my side and saw if I was watching. Exactly just a
second before she could look, I buried my eyes into a book and pretended as
though I was deeply studying something. Once she was sure that I wasn’t watching
or listening she started talking.
“Sir, I am getting pains in my legs after I exercise!”
“Well where is it paining my dear?”
“In the legs, Sir!”
Now Peter gently placed his hands below her knees and pressed her calves. They
must have been very tender. He pressed them gingerly and asked,
“ Is it aching here?”
“ No Sir, slightly above!”
He raised his hands further and touched her knees and asked,
“Is it here?”
He then placed his hands on the edge of her uniform skirt and put his hands
underneath her skirt. I could sense from my seat that his hands must be now on
her thighs. A sixty year old man groping a eighteen year old girl putting his
hands under her skirt…
“Is it here Priyanka?”
As Peter’s hands tenderly caressed her thighs , I could see that the expression
in her face slightly change and she was relishing this old man’s touch.
“Ya , almost near that place” she blurted.
But still Peter did not stop his exploration. He led his hands further up and
touched her panties. He softly pressed his middle finger against her panty line
just over mound and asked,
“No pain here dear?”
As his fingers pressed her cunt over her panty, Priyanka let out a slight gasp
But Peter did not stop with that. He slid his hands through her hips and placed
it on her buttocks and pressed her ass cheeks. He asked her,
“Here too, there is no pain?”
Again Priyanka sensed the sixty year old man’s hands on her buttocks. He allowed
him two three presses and then said,
“Ok girl, I will tell you what you must do….first of all you are weak in your
legs…all along you have been concentrating on rest of your body. You have to do
some leg exercises. Do as I say now! Fist stand at ease. Yes, spread your legs
further. Now bend down and try to touch your feet. First your right hand should
touch left leg and vice versa.”
As Priyanka tried to stand in the position told by Peter, Peter himself put his
hands on her thighs and spread her legs to the desired level. Priyanka bent
down. My eyes almost popped up. She was showing her back to me and as she bent
her skirt raised and exposed her thighs from back. As she tried to touch her
feet, the skirt stood in the air and I could clearly see her panty. One side of
her panties was slightly raised up as she bent further and exposed her ass
cheeks a little. That was great…a eightteen year old girl giving ass cheek
darshan to me. I thanked my stars that I was sharing a cabin with this Peter. As
she bent down, Peter put his hands on her hips and tried to turn them slightly
so that she could touch her feet. As his hands were on her hips, I could see
that his thumb almost brushed against the bottom of her breasts. Priyanka turned
from this side to that side and as she tried to touch her left foot, I got a
glimpse of right side ass cheek and as she turned to touch her right foot, I got
a glimpse of left side ass cheeks. I gently placed my hands underneath my table
and rubbed my cock a little. After about two three rounds of exercises, Priyanka
left the room. She did not forget to thank Peter and Peter playfully pinched her
cheeks and said,
“Do it every day and you will have shapely legs, baby!”
I saw her leaving the room with a smile on her lips.
After Priyanka left, Peter looked at me and winked mischievously. I just smiled
and kept quite.
Another day, I saw Jasmine enter our cabin. Jasmine, though she was in her
twelfth class, she resembled someone who was studying ninth or eighth. Her body
growth was not upto her age. She was not very slim and all that. She was in fact
fat. But her main problem was, she was flat chested. I have heard many boys of
the school tease her with words like, “road roller” “Feroz Shah kotlah flat
pitch” etc while I have seen her in the school corridors. Jasmine walked in
demurely and dint even look at my side. She went to Peter and wished him. Peter
as usual was his enthusiastic self when talking to girls.
“Yes , Jasmine, how are you? Why are you not enrolling for any games?”
“No Sir, I am not interested in playing any games, Sir!” Jasmine said. Ya, that
was true. Actually she was her class topper and was a very studious girl. But
why did she have to come to peter? I was curious.
“Sir, I have a problem!”
Peter immediately sensed an opportunity. He said,
“Why don’t you come over to my side, Jasmine?”
Jasmine walked up to his side. She spoke in a very soft voice. I had to strain
myself to hear what she was saying.
“Sir, People are teasing me that I look too young!”
Peter laughed at this and said,
“Hey Jasmine, Everyone wants to look young. You see me. I am an old man of
sixty…almost old enough to be your grand father. Even I want to look young only.
So if you look young , it is good!”
“No Sir, its not that!” Jasmine hesitated. She then said reluctantly,
“I am not fully grown up! I do not look how an eighteen year old girl should
Though peter got the point, he still pretended as though he did not understand.
“where exactly are you not grown up? I see that you have a lovely face. Your
legs are also tall and good.”
“No..no not in the legs!”
Peter gently placed his hands on her thighs just over her skirt and groped.
Jasmine was a very shy girl and she went a step backward.
“No No not in the thighs…!”
“Come forward Jasmine!” Jasmine came forward. He then placed his hands on her
hips. It must have titillated her. She laughed and said,No Sir, there is no
problem” He then slid his hands behind her and groped her buttocks. He cupped
her ass cheeks. I could see from behind that though Jasmine did not have proper
breasts she had well developed buttocks which were almost bulging under her
skirt. Peter took his time pressing them and he then said,
“I see that you have a very good backside!”
Jasmine blushed. She almost said in a very hushing tone,
“Sir, my top portion of the body…..” and stopped. As if he understood, Peter
placed his hands on her chest. He pressed her small budding breasts and kneedled
her nipples a little along with her tops. Jasmine closed her eyes and let him
feel his breasts. After pressing them for a few seconds, Peter took out his hand
“ Ya, I see a problem here! But in can be solved!”
Immediately Jasmine’s eyes brightened and she said,
“OK Sir, what should you do?”
“Physiotherapy is the best! You need some massage there to activate growth
there! I will show you how to do” So saying he again placed his hands on her
breasts. I could see that his hands were fully engulfing her breast. He then
slowly rotated his hands on top of the breasts in a circular motion. He
increased his speed of rotary motion gradually and then he was giving her a very
fast breast massage. I could see from the corner that Jasmine completely enjoyed
this. After doing it for about four minutes, he then asked her,
“How do you feel?”
She bowed her head and said,
She then asked him eagerly,
“Sir, will my top become normal if I do it for a month?” I saw that she was
carefully avoiding the word breasts in her talk.
“ No No , it will take almost six to eight months”
Jasmine was disappointed.
“Oh, that long, Sir?”
“Why, do you want a change soon?” he asked.
She said shyly, “yes Sir!”
“Then you have to have a direct massage!”
“How to do that Sir” she asked innocently.
“I will show you…..unbutton your shirt!” Peter said!
As Jasmine unbuttoned her shirt, I was almost on the verge of my chair. She
totally unbuttoned her shirt. Peter the ordered,
“No lower your pinafore a little so that I can slid my hands under your
pinafore! Do you wear a bra?”
“No Sir, I don’t because that was not necessary” Jasmine almost bit her lips as
said those words. She lowered her pinafore and Peter slid his hands into her
pinafore and touched her breasts directly. As he fondled her naked breasts, he
“See jasmine, you and I should be very professional about this. Just to keep
ourselves in check, call me Grandpa throughout the time I massage you!”
Jasmine too felt that it was a good idea. Just as she felt Peter’s hands engulf
her breast, she said,
Peter kneaded her nipples. Though her breasts were small, her nipples were
almost the size of a ripe grape and Peter pinched it slightly. He asked her,
“How does it feel baby?”
Jasmine closed her eyes and said,
“It feels good Grandpa!”
He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged her boobs. Jasmine
held the edge of the table with her hands as she found it difficult to control
herself. She said,
“Ahhhhh that feels so good Grandpa!”
“Ummmmmm pinch softly Grandpa!”
“This side breast too Grandpa!”
I was stroking myself furiously on seeing this old man balling this young girls
boobs. After about ten minutes of balling , peter stopped.
He then said,
“Drink lots of milk and keep doing this exercise!”
“Ok Sir, I will do it everyday in my room!” Jasmine said enthusiastically. Peter
gave her an odd glance.
“Hey, how are you planning to do it in your room?”
“Why, I will massage myself every day!” She said.
Peter gave a teasing smile and said,
“This will not work if you massage yourself!” This method will work only if a
male’s hands touches your breasts!”
“ But Sir, where will I go for ….?”
“ Why, you haven’t got a boy friend?”
Again, Jasmine bowed her head and said,
“ No Sir!”
“ Then you will have to come to me whenever I am free!” Peter said as if he was
reluctantly helping her! Jasmine agreed to this and thanked him and left. The
funniest part was she never even realized that I was sitting in the same room
too. Only after her fourth day of successful boob massage, while she was leaving
she casually glanced towards the other corner and froze when she saw me. She was
still shocked. She came near me and muttered,
“Sir, I am just getting treated by Peter Sir…..” She was at a loss for words.
Peter got up and came near us. He put his arms comfortingly around her and said,
“Don’t worry Jasmine, Maths Sir will not tell anybody about this treatment. You
can come everyday like before!”
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