Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2001 00:05:47 +0530
From: Julu Biswas <julu@vsnl.in>
Subject: The Enlightment f/f (High School)

This is story of the awakening of two sixteen years innocent girls in the
world of lesbian sex in complete Indian atmosphere. If this time of story
does not draw your attention, you are welcome to leave, otherwise, go
through.

If you are not an adult according to the criteria of your country, please
leave now and come half an hour letter.

The heroines of the story are too innocent to use sexual expletives and to
go too far in their maiden adventure. The more experience will they earn,
more bold they will become.

Title - The Enlightment

Category - High School

Characters - Two Teenage Girls.

This is my first attempt, so I stand in need of your guidance and comments
at julu@vsnl.in & mailto:julu@mantraonline.com

(Part - I) The Enlightment.

Very often it is experienced that the name of a person is miles apart from
his/her appearance; who knows how many ordinary girls are named Anupama
(Unparallel) and how many are named Anamika (Nameless). She, at least is
fortunate in her name - Sonali - as she really is "sonali", i.e. "golden
hue".

She was just sixteen years old, 5' 5", about 105 lbs. apple-pink in her
complexion with two large and eloquent grey eyes, "Damask" cheeks, a pair
of scarlet lips, slightly brownish dark black hair that was carefully
trimmed up to her shapely shoulder. We do not know how beautiful legendary
Helen was, or how charming and attractive historical Cleopatra was, or how
shapely classical Atalanta was - but if one saw Sonali, he would have a
fairly good idea about the those women.

She had a pair of shapely legs tapering smoothly from their joint to the
ankle. So attractive were her legs that one thought that she must not come
out into the open - else her feet would get dirty and soiled. A trim waist
line having a measurement of 28, a flat tummy, and above it, a pair of lush
and gorgeous breast taping 35-C. She had started wearing bra at her early
age of 12, and within just four years, she started thinking to change her
bra size from 34-C to 36-A. A charming and attractive face above a shapely
neck, really made her beautiful.

With such a delicate as well as shapely figure had she been endowed by
Nature that any Hollywood or Bollywood heroine would have been proud to
possess, had she been so endowed.

She studied in a well-reputed English Medium School of Central Calcutta.
She was wont to have envious looks from her schoolmates as well from her
teachers. Sometimes, even she had detected a flash of Desiree from some of
their eyes though they all belong to the same sex.

Nothing could disturb her study really. She always topped her class with
high grades and percentage. It was very difficult to say whether some of
her teachers were partial to her or not, nor could anyone guarantee such
hypotheses were all false. The fact was that she was always numero uno.

So was she in the tennis court as well - the game she liked most. Some
girls - both from her class and from junior classes came to see her
playing. You could not blame them as the way she moved from one end to
another end of the court, the provocation she spelt in her movements, the
bounce her breasts made, used to make her admirers spell-bound.

One of her admirers, Shweta, told her friend, Pinky, -

"Have you seen how gorgeous are her breasts? Really Nature has done great
partiality in this matter!"

Pinky replied, --

"Yes! You are more than true. I everyday pray to God to endow me with a
similar pair so that I can draw any one I like in my spell."

Sonali stayed in the School-Hostel in a twin sharing room. Her roomie,
Reeva, was also splendidly beautiful and attractive, though limped behind
Sonali. They, however, had made a good pair. Reeva had a certain weakness
on Sonali, (who did not have?) and longed to embrace her, caress her,
fondle her, but did not have the courage to approach Sonali in the fear of
loosing her forever.

Reeva could only do that much as to stand close to her, to brush past her
breasts occasionally, sometimes crushed her own breast against the back of
Sonali. Sometimes, she also held her friend's hand with her own, tickled it
and squeezed it. Though Sonali did not object to these, she lacked the
courage to advance beyond this limit.

On the other hand, Sonali too enjoyed Reeva's company, caress and close
intimacy very much. She knew that had Reeva made any advancement, she would
not object, nor would she stop her for crossing the limit.

It was not unnatural at all. They were too young to approach a boy or
man. Besides they lived in all girls' hostel, therefore, under the very
strict supervision of the hostel authority, no girl would get any chance to
come even near to the opposite sex. The only chance to come closer to boys
or men when they went back to their respective house during long or short
holidays. There too, they used to be in the constant watch of their parents
or other senior members of their family.

Their growing age, endless curiosity for sex life, vivid description of
lovemaking of some classmates, narration of sexual intercourse in many
Mills and Boons books only inflamed their passions. Almost all the girls
longed when would come the day when the entire barrier would be broken by
the deluge of passion.

Sonali also was no exception, she too eagerly had been awaiting when all
the barrier between Reeva and her would collapse and be raged to the ground
by the deluge of their passion, bur how and when that would happen, she did
not know.

The parents lived at Dungri, about 60 km away from Hazaribagh, a forest
town of neighboring state, Bihar. As there had been no worth school, he
parents had decided to educate her in this well-famous Scholl of
Calcutta. Her father, Vikas Anand, a Punjabi gentleman, was a hereditary
owner of mine. His only brother, Vishesh lived with his wife Indra with
them and helped in running their family business. They lived in two storied
9 roomed huge bungalow near to their mines. Vikas was a very respectable
gentleman as well an established gentleman of 40 years. The mother of
Sonali, Shree, was hardly 36 but looked no older than 26.

Their bungalow was located at the southern part at the foothills of
Parashnath Range. Barring a clearing of about 1 sq. km., where the bungalow
was located, there was thick forest of sal and teak. One was awakened with
the chirping of bird in the early morning and the rooms were so planned
that the scarlet rays of the early morning sun greeted those. On the
eastern side of the bungalow, a small but quick flowing fresh water stream,
Rangeela, prattled all through on her own. In the rainy seasons, her
prattling had changed into angry roaring - as if she was denied access to
meet her beloved.

During spring, there was a colour riot all around the forest and, in the
rainy season, the forest looked deep green. In the cases of torrential
rain, the whole forest looked like a newly wed bride veiled in white
finery. Though there was a feeling of emptiness, it was compensated by warm
sunrays and cool night. The summer heat could have been a problem had such
a lush green cover of the greenery not been there.

But the summer heat was not a problem for the inhabitants of of the
luxurious bungalow, as it had been centrally air-conditioned. Had there
been any power-failure or power-cut, the huge generator installed there,
immediately took command of the situation.

"Today is 14th May, the last schooling day before our summer-vacation,"
thought Sonali, standing in the early morning in front of one of the large
windows of her room.

The early morning rays of the sun were streaming into her room through the
row of deodar trees. The entire room turned rosy and a sweet smelling
gentle wind was caressing her lovely face.

In the lace-thin nighty, she was thinking that she would not meet her
friends - especially Reeva - for more than forty days. She felt a certain
pang of sadness, as she never liked to be confined in the palatial bungalow
of their parents back at Dungri in Hazaribagh. She really liked the din
bustle of the metropolis of Calcutta and being away from the throb and hum
of the city always made her sad.

Suddenly she felt that something soft yet warm was touching the upper part
of her right elbow. She smelt the familiar fragrance of her Reeva's lush
body. Sonali was a bit too confused, but the magic and the charm of the
early morning, the melody of innumerable chirping birds and the scarlet
sun's ray cast a spell over her.

She, for the moment, forgot everything around her save the sweet, warm and
soft touch of her Reeva's magnificent left breast on her right. A sweet
sensation began to run through her body. Her eyes became closed and began
to enjoy every moment of her nearness with Reeva. Hardly did she realise
when she had begun to press her own right elbow - slowly bur surely -
deeper into the flesh of her roomie.

Reeva, on the other hand, could not believe that her Sonali had been
reciprocating her gentle caress with her elbow. Her breathing became rapid,
short and fast, and her heart began to beat so loudly that she immediately
began to fear that perhaps Sonali would hear it. After some momentary but
false dismay, she very gently placed her lovely face on the delicate
shoulder of her beautiful roommate. Immediately, to her utter surprise,
Sonali felt that her nipples had started to poke through the lace-thin
material of her nighty. The sensation was too extremely love-ly to describe
in words. Time rolled on in eloquent silence.

Their trance had been shattered with the loud knocking at the door. The
maidservant had brought their morning tea. Sonali, most unwillingly,
dragged herself away from the heavenly intimacy and opened the door.

"What a beautiful feeling!" Sonali wondered, "is it really possible to have
such wonderful sensation if one's breast is so pressed?"

Had Sonali known thought-reading, she would have realised that Reeva had
been iterating the same every word in her mind.

Though they were much eager to explore each other, tear each other, to
fondle each other, to squeeze each other, to suck each-other's lips, they
could not do anything as they had to get ready for breakfast, to prepare
themselves for the class.

For the first time in their long five years' stay in the same room, a flood
of shyness engulfed them when they, after their bath, were undressing to
put on their school uniform. Both turned redder and could hardly meet each
other's eyes - let alone to converse. Again, the same desire to hold each
other in tight embrace deluged through their body. Suddenly, both of them
looked at each other with a peculiar expression in their eyes, and even
before they could name the passion, they were locked in a tight
embrace. Their lips met hungrily and it was not at all the innocent
everyday kiss, as Reeva's tongue darted into the loving mouth of Sonali.

Sonali equally responded the tongue movement of Reeva by licking, sucking
and entangling the exploring as well as the invading tongue of her best
friend.

Poor girls, little did they know that not before long, they would be
excelled from best friends to passionate lovers.

Both the friends reached their school together - each was eagerly trying to
touch other. On numerous occasions, each touched the other's ripe
breasts. Sometimes they turned so passionate that one brushed the other's
breasts by the upper part of the arms and elbows. They wanted to talk but
remained silent instead.

They reached their school early; the colossal school building stood almost
empty. Both wanted eagerly to take the fullest advantage of the
almost-empty school building to travel farther in their maiden and New
World of erotica but, ultimately, decided against it. Instead, they sat
side by side in the wide lawn just below a huge Banyan tree.

"What has happened to us that we are behaving in this erotic way?"
suddenly, breaking the silence, Sonali asked, "why are my nerves begging
for your touch and caress? Why does my blood rush through my veins and
arteries so uncontrollably? We have been staying together for long five
years in the same room but never before have I experienced such throbbing
heart! Never before have you appeared to me so charming! What's happened"

"Don't know," replied Reeva in half-spoken accent, "I only know my entire
being longs to embrace you, to hold you closest to my heart, to kiss your
lips, play with your tongue, squeeze your breasts and lick every inch
there." Gradually, her voice grew hungry.

"In a wonderfully passionate voice, holding her left hand with her own,
Sonali said, "Do it; do it whatever you like, whenever you like. Why didn't
you do it before?" She slowly drew Reeva's left hand and placed it upon her
right breast and moaned, "Squeeze it, caress it, fondle it. How does it
long to be crushed! Can't you hear the cry?"

Reeve could only reply, "I know, I know it, my darling; but it's just
impossible at this moment and place." She then pointed out at the
approaching girls and said ruefully, "Lo! Other girls are coming. Let's
wait for the night when nobody will disturb our reverie in the privacy of
our room."

The poor girls did not realise that they had arrived at the point of
no-return of the hitherto unvisited and unexploded world of lesbian
sex. Waiting for the night from such an early hours of day or retreating
from this realm of excitement had been a torture and heart-rendering.

They sat motionless there. Sudden surges of blood brought blushes on their
cheeks, which, in no time, turned rosy. Both were floating on high sea of
frenzies.

Finally Sonali broke the silence by praying to god in almost inaudible
words, "Oh God, please bring the night quickly." And Reeva, giving a loving
squeeze to her friend's hungry right breast, said, "Amen."

"OH...H..h...," moaned Sonali.

The time, from henceforth, galloped and soon they found that the
school-building and the lawn were being crowded gradually. Most
reluctantly, they let each other go and got up. Reeva played a trick at
this moment. She began to adjust the tie of Sonali's uniform and, under
this pretension, brought both of her hands slowly upon the gorgeous breasts
of her friend. Sonali shivered and felt that her nipples were rock-erect.

Reeva, being a little bit more experienced, for she once had a short
encounter with her sister-in-law, could guess Sonali's feelings. She still
remembered how her sister-in-law, Nikita, while helping Reeva to put on a
French strapless Bra, touched her ripe breasts, first tentatively, and then
finding "No Objection" from Reeva, fondled and ultimately squeezed
them. She even pinched the erect nipples with her thumb and forefingers for
a good couple of minutes. Reeva still remembered that how an electric shock
had run through her body and how she had been praying to God silently to
prolong the time. After about five minutes or so, though the interim had
appeared to her to be an eternity, their reverie had been broken after the
call of Reeva's mother.

Since the day, on many occasions, she had contacted Nikita over phone and
found from the words of the other end that Nikita was equally eager for a
physical relationship with her, but both realised that the fulfilling of
their heart-felt wish over phone was simply impossible. Nonetheless, their
passionate discussion only increased their appetite for each other. Only
yesterday, Nikita had assured Reeva of having a nice time in intimate
togetherness one Reeva would be back to his parental house.

However, she had not spoken even a single word of her incestuous encounter
with her sister-in-law to her most intimate and best friend in the
apprehension for being misunderstood by her lovely Sonali. Now she decided
to disclose Sonali frankly everything once they would be back from their
vacation.

"I shall have more news to tell you once we shall be back from our
vacation," thought Reeva with a furtive smile.

The seconds crawled by like hours, the minutes like days and the hours like
months. All through the school hours, innumerable friends and admirers
wished "good luck", "happy holiday" and so on, but hardly did anything hit
Sonali's eardrums. Only the sweet and honey-suckled touch of Reeva on her
breasts flooded her mind in huge waves.

On every occasion, Sonali recalled the sweet experience, she felt that her
heart began to pound uncontrollably and it would burst; she felt that she
had earned a mystic power of levitation and was floating in the air. The
present situation brought her back into rude reality, which intensified her
restlessness, despair and frustration. The snail-slow movement of the
second and minute hands of her watch was annoying her incessantly.

They were, as usual, were seated in the big classroom side by side sharing
the same desk. Sonali was getting more and more impatient and Reeve was not
better either.

"Won't the day come to an end? Won't we be alone?" Sonali whispered into
Reeva's ear.

Reeva smiled and replied, "Have patience, my sweet lover. The fruits of
waiting are always sweetest."

"Sonali was impatient. She murmured, "I can't, I can't wait", Sonali
pressed her left breast against the upper part of Reeva's right hand.

"We have to; can't you see that we are helpless. If we behave in this way,
our impatience will only increase" replied Reeva assuringly while enjoying
the smashing of the soft flesh of Sonali's left breast on her arm.

A pang of melancholy suddenly gripped Sonali. Disheartened, she sat back
and moved away a little from Reeva breaking the contract of her breast
against Reeva's arm. Reeva too felt sad for the separation.

Reeva whispered to Sonali, "Keep pressing your boobs against my arm. I
think, it will help us both to relieve our passion at present."

Sonali obliged her friend, who had now become her lover. She then reached
for Reeva's hand under the table and began to squeeze it
meaningfully. Reeva began to respond and brought her lover's hand and
rested it on the upper part of her shapely right thigh.

Sonali immediately felt the silken touch of the cream-smooth skin of Reeva,
went crazy and she began to caress the soft flesh there gently first, and
then clutched it firmly. The touch was very near to the most delicate part
of Reeva's body. A series of shock-waves ran through from top to toe of the
whole bodies of both Reeva and Sonali. Their hearts began to pound and
blood began to rush all through their bodies.

To Reeva, time stopped for a moment and uttered a moan that excited Sonali
too much. After a moment or so they had to detach from each other, as their
class teacher Miss Sen, who taught English literature, entered the class
room.

Finding Sonali too flushed face, she asked, "Sonali, are you feeling
alright?"

A nervous Sonali hurriedly replies, "Yes miss, I'm alright."

This little conversation had made both the friends-turned lovers
cautious. They had to decide to keep their passions under control - no
matter how difficult it would be.

It is always a mammoth sufferance to overcome the inflamed fire of passion
and compensate it with such boring things like listening to the dry
lectures of teachers. On more than one occasion, both the lover were too
tempted to suppress desire of coming closer and caress each other.

The fire of lesbian lust had been so inflamed in their maiden hearts that
they hardly noticed their other friends; so unmindful that they talked
distractedly. Sometimes, both gave wrong and contradictory replies being
asked questions both from their teachers and friends

Being asked, they replied that they were heavy as they would be separated
for at least forty-five days. The friends believed them - especially Sonali
- as they all knew how Sonali hated to leave the din and bustle of
Calcutta.

However, the school had been given over around 4 p.m. and both came back to
their twin sharing room. They found that the other girls were busy in
packing their things, as most of the girls would leave that very
afternoon. Unlike Sonali, the hostel life to them had been a grave
matter. They were too busy in arranging things, saying good byes to each
other, wishing happy holiday and so on.

There was hurry - particularly among those girls who would leave the hostel
on the very evening as the superintendent, Ms. Maliya, had already
instructed the hostlers to assemble after an hour.

Unlike most teachers of similar station, Ms. Maliya, was soft-spoken,
gentle, kind and much co-operative. She was hardly 30 in her age and
maintained a good hourglass figure with her vital statistic of 35-30-35,
She was always well dressed, tiptop and well mannered. None had ever seen
her morosed, as she had known how to enjoy life and how to make every
possible use of adversity. Though she was delicate, she commanded a very
high and dignified air of authority all around her appearance. Nobody had
any doubt that the authority had been the offspring of both her personality
and love, which she bore with her for all. As a result, nobody could ignore
her, nor did anybody dare to displease her.

Once inside their room, Sonali stood in front of the full-length mirror of
their dressing table. Reeva, who entered the room second, closed the door
and secured it with the help of the inside lock. She turned at the door and
found Sonali was untying the knot of the tie of her school-uniform. Her
lush body, in tight T-shirt and short skirt, was glittering.

Sonali intentionally, to tease Reeva, were biting her lower lip and were
looking much, much more provocative that she really had been. She held up
her both the hand in sprawling and stretching. Reeva thought that the
breasts of her friend would burst from the tight T-shirt. Reeva was
showering her friend with hungry and lusty look.

With a husky voice, Reeva said, My darling! Let me undress you. You don't
know for how many days I have been undressing you in my fantasy."

Sonali, in reply, only smiles provocatively at her new lover and calls her
with eyes full of lust, hunger and wistfulness.

Without wasting any verbal reply from Sonali, Reeva approached her ladylove
and stood behind her in such a manner that both her own luscious breasts
touched Sonali's back lightly. Reeva pressed them a bit till Sonali's
breath became faster and her own nipples stood erect. She then placed her
soft hands upon even the softer mounds of Sonali, which brought a hushed
moan from her throat.

The closeness, the scarlet hue of the waning sun, their intimacy, the sweet
body odour of both the teens caused a frenzy in their your hearts.

Sonali uttered in deep passionate voice, "Crush them. Oh, Crush them Hard!"
when Reeva's hand cupped her breast firmly.

"Yes, my darling, yes! I'll do anything you want." said Reeva in a sexy
voice.

Sonali rested her beautiful face upon the shoulder of Reeva and turns her
rose-hued face with eyes brimful of lust towards her lover. Reeva brought
her slightly thick lips near those of her friend and, just a moment later,
pressed them firmly upon the full lips of Sonali. She first kissed the
upper lip, and then the lower. Involuntarily, Sonali opened her lips and
let the demanding tongue of her darling friend enter her mouth.

The intensity of the pressure of both the hands of Reeva was increasing
every moment and within no time, her pressing turned into squeezing first
and then into kneading.

When the kiss ended ultimately - perhaps an eternity later - Reeva's
fingers became busy with the buttons of the front of Sonali's
T-shirt. Slowly but surely Reeva began to free the buttons from their
holes. With every unbuttoning, more parts of Sonali's magical and
enchanting breasts came into Reeva's full view through the mirror. Her
fingers began to roam restlessly round the sheer lace cradled breasts of
Sonali.

Sonali, on the other hand, was totally overpowered with her passion. Wave
after wave of a magical ocean engulfed her sixteen years old body
completely. She moaned, hissed and whispered endlessly. Except - barring
the sweet touch of Reeva's wonderfully soft hands upon her lush and
overflowing breast - had disappeared entire from her mind. She was being
drawn towards a whirlpool of pleasure - unknown to her hitherto.

After sometime of sheer bliss, Reeva let loose her vice-like grip on
Sonali's boobs and turned her around till she stood face to face of her
lover without taking her eyes off her breasts - still in the loving care of
slip and lacy white bra. Very slowly and delicately she stripped her friend
off her T-shirt, then let fall the spaghetti strap of her friend's slip off
her shoulder. Picking up the hint, Sonali herself pulled the undergarment,
as well as her short skirt, down her body and, finally, she stepped out of
it. Now she stands, in front of her lover's eyes, majestically only in her
snow-white panty and almost transparent bra, behind which, stood a pair of
oversized apples proudly - as of to challenge the virginity of all the
mankind.

"Let me touch your boobs" moaned Sonali while the fingers of Reeva was
unclasping the hooks of her bra at her back.

"They are yours, my love!" replied Reeva provocatively, "do whatever you
like to do with them, as they no longer belong to me."

Now a pair of gorgeous breasts measuring almost 34-B - though fully covered
under the T-shirt, slip and bra - came under the discretion Sonali's
eyes. She first pulled her lover a little bit and then touched the mounds
for the first time in her life with her shaky hand. Involuntarily, her
fingers cupped and then began massage them gently.

Suddenly the memory of other day with her sister-in-law, Ricki, flashed in
the inward eyes of Reeva. Wishing to achieve what she had wanted on that
day, Reeva hissed, "Harder! Harder!! Crush Them! Knead Them!!"

Such passionate words from Reeva added fuel to the fire of Sonali's already
inflamed lust to a great extent. While eyeing them lustily, she spoke in
huskily, "I can't wait any more. I long to see your beautiful breasts! Let
my eyes b satisfied."

"I have told you already, " said Reeva in a similar husky voice, "they are
yours. It is up to your discretion whether you will confine your precious
possession under fabric or not." All the while she and her once best friend
now lover Sonali were panting hard as the pressure of their awakening had
been too much.

Replied Sonali exotically, "No! No! My Love, They Are Mine! And I Will Free
Them From Every Bondage Of The World At Present"

She hurriedly undid all the buttons one by one off Reeva's T-shirt with
shaky but nimble fingers and removed the unimportant T-shirt. Very
carefully she then removed then the rope straps of Reeva's slip and finally
it as well as the short skirt of the school uniform achieved the same fate
of the T-shirt, exposing a rich pair of breasts and shapely thighs. Now
both Reeva and Sonali stood merely in bra and panty.

"My, my, What a pair of gorgeous boobs do you have, Reeva!" Sonali utters
in total wonder.

"They are not as beautiful, nor are as attractive as yours own, Sonali"
replied Reeva with a choked voice still fondling both the breasts of
Sonali.

Reeva unwilling took her hands reluctantly off the overflowing mounds only
to reach the behind of her lover to undid the hook of the lacy bra there
and the imprisoned mounds jumped out of the confinement of the sheer
bra. The beauty of Sonali's naked boobs cast a spell on Reeva.

For a long time she had been devouring by her eyes the beauty of Sonali's
heavenly boobs. The marble-white apples stood proudly from a round base,
the top is decorated by a small but erect pink nipple, surrounding which,
and there was a light-pink aureole of about 2" radius.

Slowly Reeva brought her lips on the cleavage of the valley, from where two
round conches rose gradually to a high peak.. She began to smell the region
for a long time. A different type of fragrance made her completely
intoxicated. She pressed her lips firmly there on the right breast of
Sonali and slowly, very slowly, moved them with a shower of sweet and
delicate kisses all over the breast. All the while her other hand remained
busy with Sonali's left breast.

Sonali, out of sheer excitement, began to shake as if she had had a fir of
high fever. She firmly her friend's busy hand on her left breast firmly
against it - as if to regain balance. When Reeva's beautiful lips reached
the peak of her right breast and kissed the bud, she gasped in and began to
pant hard with such inaudible words that even Reeva - being so near to her
- could not detect

"How can you give so pleasure, Ree?" Sonali spoke wildly. "Why have you
kept me away from such an exotic world? How shall I pass the evil
forty-five days of our summer vacation? Down came Sonali's volley of
questions.

"Do you know for how long I have been longing to reach you? Since our first
day of our new school year of our standard "X". Since then, I have been
dying to caress you, to kiss you, to fondle your beautiful breasts, to
drink the beautiful nectar of your sweet body and to b treated with the
same response from your end." Reeva said with wonderful passion.

"Why didn't you come closer earlier? Sonali asked while still massaging her
own breasts wildly against Reeva's burning face.

"Why didn't you listen to the cry of my maiden breasts? How could you be so
deaf? Why were you so feelingless to my love-passion? Reeva asked madly.

Neither did Sonali nor Reeva notice the huge accumulation of thick nimbus
clouds in the summon of storm-god in the northwest part of the sky. So
engrossed were the both that they were only brought back to reality by the
flashes of lightening and resounding laugh of the clouds.

"Oh my God!" looking at her wrist watch Reeva said, "We are getting late
for the assembly down-hall."

"Yes!" said Sonali ruefully, "Ms. Maliya is sure to beat us if not kill
us."

The next few minutes passed very quickly as both took their bath alone in
the attached bathroom, as still they were too modest to exploit the
bathroom in satisfying their sexual urge. Don't worry, they will learn
everything very soon.

Sonali dressed herself in loose deep-neck scarlet kurta that reached to her
knees and a pair of loose slack while Reeva had a loose T-shirt and a midi
on her beautiful body. Before leaving their room, Sonali took Reeva into
her arms and planted her maiden kiss upon the lips of her love, who
gratefully accepted it into her own mouth and let it explore there and
wrangle with her own.

Very soon Sonali's right hand slipped past the deep "V" of Reeva' loose
T-shirt and reached Reeva's left breast. She gave the mound a hard
squeeze. The ever-ready orb responded immediately by turning the
raisin-shaped nipple hard and erect while her lover whispered in her ear,

"Will you please wear your black spaghetti strapped see-through nighty for
me tonight?

"Oh! Anything for you my sweat-heart" Reeva again spoke, "You too please
wear your yellow lace nighty, Won't you for me, my love?

Sonali echoed Reeva's reply, "Oh! Anything you want." Then added lovingly
and passionately. "Everything I have, and this entire myself are yours, my
love."

Reeva, with a knowing wink, said, "I wonder that for how long the dresses
will be on our body!"

Her voice turned so wonderfully provocative that Sonali shivered in an
inexplicable joy. Her nipples stood erect and began to twitch
uncontrollably. She thought that her erect nipple would come out through
the silk of her dress when she felt that the Reeva's hard nipple had been
poking into her breast. With a muffled voice, she asked,

Shall we do more things in the night"

"Sure." Replied Reeva provocatively

"But How? None of us knows anything"

"Don't worry, our love and hunger for each other will guide us." Replied
Reeva reassuringly.

They were still in others arms and none of them wanted to break the
nearness and intimacy. Finally, with the help of their great mental
strength, the broke the embrace and before doing it, they give each other
hard squeeze to the breasts of each other. Then they, most reluctantly,
moved towards the stair to join the others down-hall.

End of Part -1.

Please bear with me if you think it not readable, as it is my first attempt

Julu Biswas