The Sacred Society – Part 1 (Story Of A Middle Class Boy)
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Aryan grew up as a child who struggled to get what he wanted in life. Even in his highs and lows he persevered and always had a smile on his face. But he fought for whatever he wanted in his life and boy did he get some. He wasn’t good looking but he had an aura about himself. He was smart, witty and knew how to hold up a conversation with the pretty girls during his school days. Aryan wasn’t a shy person but had a personality of larger than life. His friends called him the life of the party. From a very young age, he wanted to become very successful in life. He grew up in Mumbai, the city of dreams. A city which will give you in abundance but will also take a part of you Aryan was a dreamer and knew about manifestations by practicing it. From a young age, he understood that it requires a lot of patience, perseverance and hard work and you could achieve anything. You might not get what you wanted immediately or in a year or two. But when you look back and if you have put in real efforts, the universe and the higher power will bless you with abundance. When Aryan came of age, there was an upsurge of hormones. With it came fascination and the lust for knowing what it feels to be with a girl. When he was in high school, he had a huge crush on Radhika and he told his best friend Rahul about it. Radhika was very pretty. She had beautiful eyes and ever slightest dimples on her cheeks when she used to smile. Aryan and Rahul were best buddies and were quite popular among girls and were the envy of their group of friends. Word got out the Aryan liked Radhika and the entire group of friends started teasing Radhika. It became daunting for her and she started distancing herself from Aryan. Poor Aryan never got to pursue Radhika and get to know her. Who knew years later their paths would cross. Aryan and Rahul worked hard during their board exams and got very good marks to secure a seat in one of the top science colleges. Those days Physics and Chemistry used to be tough subjects. So Aryan decided to go for tuitions to Riya Maam in a nearby society. When Aryan first saw Riya Maam, immediately the following song played in his mind, ‘Tumse milke dil ka hai jo haal kya kahein, ho gaya hai kaisa ye kamaal kyaa kahein’. Riya Maam was wearing a semi-transparent saree. When she used to walk, her saree flew in the air and it felt like Sushmita Sen was in the Room. She was drop dead gorgeous. About 8 of us used to go to Riya Maam’s home for tuitions.  We were 18-year-olds whose hormones were going out of control whenever we used to sit in front of her. Riya Maam was 26 years old recently married woman who had big boobs and a butt that if given a chance would have bite marks on it. She would always wear a semi-transparent saree and on some days wear a deep neck blouse. Aryan would keep staring at Riya when she wouldn’t look at him. Riya would have secretly known that the boys would gawk at her. Riya was very friendly and would crack jokes. She would yell at us if we didn’t do our homework or performed badly. She would shower us with love if we did well. Aryan liked sitting beside her and would work hard just to impress her. Apparently being in ‘Pyaar’ with Riya helped Aryan score well in 12th standard. Aryan would watch porn and would imagine himself having sex with Riya and masturbate. It gave him immense orgasms and would remember how Riya’s hands grazed his. Or how she would pinch him naughtily or would run her fingers across his hair when he did well in his tests. Remembering her touch would make waves pulsate through his body as he orgasms. One day just before his 12th Board exams, Aryan went to Riya Maam’s home to clear some doubts. Riya Maam opened the door in a nighty and wrapped a stole around her neck to hide her breast. She looked incredibly hot. She asked me to return after an hour and while she hurriedly closed the door. It did not close properly. He stood there watching as he could see her walking back to her bedroom. He had a clear view of the bedroom as it was right across the main door. She could see her going back to her husband. Her husband was lying naked on the bed. As soon as she went back she pulled off her nighty to expose her naked self. Aryans heart skipped a beat and got nervous as to what to do. Should he leave from there and close the door? Or should wait and enjoy looking at Riya Maam having a passionate moment. His mind said to flee but his dick wanted to stay back and was glued to how soft Riya Maams body was. Riya climbed over her husband Ronith and started kissing him. Her breasts pressed on his chest. Her body was gyrating over her husband while she was wildly kissing him, biting his lips, sucking on his neck. Aryan had never seen such passion, neither in porn nor in his dreams. Riya finally let Ronith’s dick inside her and started riding him. Her hair flowing in the mild wind. Her perfect breasts heaving as she gyrated on top of him and started moaning in the slightest of the sound. Aryan was mesmerized at how passionate lovemaking could be as he kept staring at them. In the dimmest of the lights, their bodies seemed to be in unison and glistened with the slightest of the sweat and their licks. Ronith would wildly press her breasts and would move his butt in the same motion as that of Riya’s. He would then push Riya on her back on the bed and start sucking and biting her nipples. The more vigorously he would do that the more Riya would moan. By then Aryan had started sweating and didn’t know what was happening. He was seeing such lovemaking for the first time. But was so engrossed as though he was himself participating in the act with Riya. With every move that Riya made he would slightly stroke his own dick over his pants. And that gave him a feeling like never before. Ronith then started fucking Riya in the missionary position and would keep banging hard. The noise of Riya and Ronith’s body slapping each other made Aryan crave for an orgasm. Ronith would bang her hard for a few moments. Then he would slow down and keep kissing her, their tongues would be in a fight and Riya would bite his lips. When he banged her hard, Riya would moan louder. She would either dig her nails in Roniths body or would grab on the bedsheet. After a few minutes of hard fucking, both of them orgasmed and lay beside each other. That day Aryan came to know the difference between love and lust. Aryan quickly ran back home for a well-deserved shagging an orgasm. If you did like this story, give a thumbs up! And if you would like to connect with me you can mail me at [email protected]. Do let me know your thoughts by writing back to me. Cheers and have a great day!