After school that Saturday, the OSIS management meeting was immediately continued. The meeting was held as preparation and the formation of a small committee for the election of a new OSIS. Like previous years, the election was intended as a regeneration and 3rd grade students were no longer allowed to be elected as management, except for several core management members who would be “promoted” to become advisors.
After the meeting, I rushed home, because in the afternoon there was a routine monthly event: going home to my parents’ house in the village. Before I had time to get out of the meeting room door, a loud girl’s voice called me.
“Didik ..” I turned around, it turned out to be Sarah who immediately waved for me to come closer. “Dik, don’t go home yet. There’s something I want to talk to you about,” said Sarah after I approached.
“But Rah, this afternoon I want to go to the village. Can I get a bus if it’s too late,” I replied.
“Just for a moment, Dik. You wait a moment, I’ll finish this first,” Sarah forced me a little while fixing the meeting notes. Finally I sat back down.
“Dik, are you dating Nita?” Sarah asked after the room was quiet, just the two of us. I just understood, Sarah deliberately took a long time fixing the meeting notes so that she had the chance to talk to me alone.
“What’s wrong?” I asked back.
“Nothing really.. “ Sarah paused for a moment. “Ummm, just wanted to ask.”
“No, I’m not dating Nita,” I answered flatly.
“Ah, really. Many of my friends know that you like hanging out with Nita, often go to Nita’s house,” Sarah said again.
“Hanging out together doesn’t necessarily mean you’re dating,” I denied.
“They’ll probably use the old excuse ‘Just friends’,” Sarah said with a sneer, making her face look funny, which made me laugh. “Guys everywhere are the same, most of them lie.”
“Well, it’s up to you if you think I’m lying. What is clear is that I have already said that I am not dating Nita.”
I did not lie to Sarah at all, because Nita and I had already committed to ‘no commitment’. What I meant was that my relationship with Nita was just for fun and satisfaction, without any promises or ties in the future. That was what I explained as needed to Sarah, of course without mentioning ‘sex’ which was the main menu of my relationship with Nita.
“Tonight, do you want to come to my house?” Nita asked as she stepped out of the room with me.
“I told you earlier, I want to go home to my parents’ house later,” I answered.
“To my parents’ house or to Nita’s house?” Sarah asked in a probing and teasing tone.
“Whether you want to believe it or not, it’s up to you. Why do you keep mentioning Nita?” I asked in turn.
“No, it’s okay,” Sarah denied. Finally, we walked together while chatting about other light matters. Sarah and I parted ways at the school gate. Nita was already waiting for her driver, while I headed straight to the bus stop. Before parting, I promised to visit Nita’s house another time.
Secretly I felt ticklish. How could it be that on a Saturday night, hanging out with Sarah had to be accompanied by her older sister, and accompanied by the driver again. Let alone having sex, even just kissing seemed almost impossible.
Actually, I was a bit reluctant to go out like that, but it didn’t feel possible to just cancel it. Apparently, Sarah’s strict parents’ rules would make my relationship with Sarah just a romance. Practically, the event at that time was only going to the mall and eating at the ‘food court’.
In the midst of that feeling of annoyance, I tried to entertain myself by stealing glances at Mbak Fania, both while eating and walking. Mbak Fania is Sarah’s eldest sister who studies at one of the famous universities in city ‘Y’.
She comes home every 2 weeks or once a month. Same as me, just a different level. If Ms. Fania studies in the provincial capital and goes home to the city, while I go to school in the city and go home to the sub-district town.
Ms. Fania’s face is only in the fairly good category. A bit far compared to Sarah. I noticed Ms. Fania’s face resembles her father’s while Sarah resembles her mother’s. Only Ms. Fania is quite tall, unlike Sarah who is short, although they are both a bit fat.
I noticed Ms. Fania’s sexual attraction is in her breasts. Quite big and looks challenging when seen from the side, so I feel like my hand wants to slip under her loose T-shirt. I remember Nita. Ah, if I hadn’t gone to Sarah’s house, I would have floated with Nita.
When Sarah went to the toilet, Mbak Fania approached me.
“Hey, watch out, don’t mess with Sarah!” she said suddenly while glaring at me.
“What do you mean, Mbak?” I asked, not understanding.
“Sarah is an innocent child, but you should never take advantage of her innocence!” she said again.
“What’s wrong, Mbak?” I became even more confused.
“Oh, you’re pretending. From your face, it looks like you’ve been annoyed,” I just stayed silent while feeling surprised because what Mbak Fania said was true.
“You’re annoyed, because tonight you can’t do anything to Sarah, right?” I just smiled, Mbak Fania, who used to speak softly and friendly, changed like that.
“Eh, you’re smiling,” she scolded while glaring.
“You shouldn’t smile. It’s just that Mbak Fania is funny,” I said.
“Your head is funny,” Mbak Fania was annoyed.
“Yes, it’s funny. I thought Mbak Fania was gentle like Sarah, but it turns out she’s fierce too!” I smiled teasingly at her.
“Ew, always smiling. Your smile is a lewd smile, you know, like your eyes are lewd eyes too!” Mbak Fania’s face rose even higher, her face slightly red.
“You’re beautiful when you’re angry,” the angrier Mbak Fania became, the more I teased her.
“Listen, I’m not joking anymore. If you dare to mess with my sister, I can kill you!” This time Mbak Fania looked really angry.
Finally, I ended teasing her seeing Mbak Fania like that, especially since other mall visitors sometimes turned to us. I told her a little about my relationship with Sarah so far, up until the ‘roll call’ event at that time.
“As for wanting to do something, well, that was there at first. But, now it’s gone. Sarah doesn’t seem like the right girl to do anything with, she just wants romance,” I said ending my explanation.
“Are you being too direct?” Mbak Fania’s tone had started to return to normal.
“Well, why talk in circles. For me, it’s better that way,” I said again.
“But… why did you dare to just glance at me earlier. Didn’t you dare to look directly?”
I thought for a moment to digest the meaning of Mbak Fania’s question. Finally I understood, apparently Mbak Fania knew that I often secretly paid attention to her.
“Well… if you were walking with her sister, she would want to be taken too,” I said while scratching my head.
After that Sarah appeared and continued the shopping event at the department store in the mall. While accompanying the siblings, I started to approach Mbak Fania often when I saw Sarah busy choosing clothes. I started to flirt smoothly with Mbak Fania.
It was almost 10 pm when we just got out of the mall. My legs were pretty sore from accompanying two girls walking around and shopping. Before leaving the mall, Mbak Fania had time to give me a piece of paper, of course without Sarah’s knowledge.
“Read it at home,” she whispered.
I was relieved to see Mbak Fania come to the PATAS AC bus counter as she had told me through the piece of paper. I glanced at my watch, it showed half past 8, meaning Mbak Fania was half an hour late.
“Sorry I’m late. I have to seduce my parents first, before I give it back in the morning,” Mbak Fania immediately started chatting while putting her handbag on the chair next to me which happened to be empty. Meanwhile, I stared at her without blinking.
Mbak Fania looked very feminine in her black culottes, cream blouse, and black shirt. Knowing I was looking at her, Mbak Fania pinched my nose while grumbling a little, and we laughed. We only waited for about ten minutes before the bus departed.
On the bus ride, I couldn’t stand to see Mbak Fania who was half asleep while leaning back. My hand started to stroke her hand. Mbak Fania opened her eyes, then got up from her seat and moved her head closer to mine.
“How, do you want to be kidnapped too?” she teased in a whisper.
“They’re in different majors,” I defended myself. “Your sister majors in romance, you major in…” I didn’t continue my words, Mbak Fania’s hand had already pinched my nose. The rest of the time we were mostly silent while lying down during the trip.
What Mbak Fania called a boarding house turned out to be a pavilion. The pavilion where Mbak Fania lived was small but looked luxurious, supported by its environment which was also a luxurious housing complex.
“Why are you in a daze, come on in,” Mbak Fania pinched my arm. “There’s only one rule here, it’s forbidden to disturb the neighbors. So, being indifferent is the best way.”
I immediately lay down on the carpet in the front room, while after putting her handbag near my feet, Mbak Fania went straight to the refrigerator which seemed to be on all the time.
“Here, drink first, then take a shower,” said Mbak Fania while pouring cold water into a glass.
“You already took a shower, Miss,” I said.
“Ugh, you’re dirty. I can’t be bothered to be near dirty people,” Miss Fania looked sullen. “Then, I’ll take a shower first,” she said while grabbing her handbag and heading to the bedroom. I saw Miss Fania didn’t enter the bedroom, but only opened the door and put her handbag in. After that, she walked back towards the bathroom.
“Miss,” Miss Fania stopped and turned around when she heard my call. “I want to take a shower, but together, okay?”
“I want to…” Miss Fania answered with a smile. Seeing that, I immediately got up and ran towards Miss Fania. I immediately hugged her from behind right in front of the bathroom door. I brushed her hair aside, kissed the back of her neck, while my left hand rubbed her hips which were still wrapped in culottes. Miss Fania let out a sigh before she turned her body to face me. Both of her hands were wrapped around my neck.
“You said you wanted to take a shower?” After saying that, my nose was targeted again, pinched and pulled so that it felt a bit hot. After that, she lifted my shirt, took it off so that I was bare-chested. Then her hands immediately opened the buttons and zipper of my jeans.
Mbak Fania was quite agile in doing it, it seemed like she was used to it. Then I did it myself until I was completely naked in front of Mbak Fania.
“Ew, naughty,” said Mbak Fania while flicking my missile that was swinging because it was only half erect.
“It hurts Mbak,” I winced.
“Leave it,” said Mbak Fania who continued by taking off her blouse then her black shirt, so that the top part was only the black bra that she was still wearing. I didn’t blink looking at Mbak Fania’s pair of breasts that were still covered by her bra, and Mbak Fania didn’t continue taking off all her clothes while smiling seductively at me.
I really couldn’t hold back my lust anymore. I immediately grabbed and lifted her bra, so that her pair of big tits came loose.
“Ew, slowly. If my bra is broken, do you want to replace it?” my nose was targeted again. But I didn’t care anymore. While hugging her, my mouth immediately sucked her right breast.
Miss Fania didn’t stop moaning while her hands stroked my hair. I got more excited, my mouth was more diligent in working on her right and left breasts alternately. I sucked, played with my tongue and sometimes bit them a little. As a result of my increasingly intense attacks, Miss Fania began to scream a little in between her moans.
For a few minutes I did the action that Miss Fania really enjoyed, before she finally pushed my head away from her breasts. Miss Fania then took off her bra, culottes and CD which were also black. While her lips looked half open while hissing softly and her eyes were starting to droop, a sign that she was very horny.
Before my eyes could enjoy her completely naked body, her right hand was already holding my missile. Then Miss Fania walked backwards into the bathroom while she pulled my missile. I winced in pain, and at the same time wanted to laugh at Miss Fania’s behavior.
Miss Fania immediately closed the bathroom door after we arrived inside, which was continued by turning on the shower. She continued by pulling and hugging me right under the shower water. And …
“mmmmhhhh …. ” her lips had attacked mine and devoured them. I balanced with a similar action. Next, the shower water poured over my head, lips met lips, tongues intertwined, the front of the body pressed tightly and occasionally rubbed against each other, both hands rubbing the back of my partner’s body, “Aaaaaahhh,” extraordinary pleasure.
I don’t remember how long we did that, we continued it in a sitting position, I don’t remember exactly who started it. I sat leaning against the bathroom wall, I straightened it, while Mbak Fania sat on my thighs, her knees touching the bathroom floor. Then I felt Mbak Fania release her lips from mine, slowly tracing down.
Stopping at my neck, her tongue acted to lick my neck. After that, it continued down again, stopping at my chest. The right and left sides, the middle became the target of her tongue and lips. Then down again, to the stomach, stopping at the navel.
Her hand held my missile, pushed it slightly to the side gently, while her tongue continued to play with my navel. Satisfied there, down again, and my seeds were now the target. While her tongue was acting there, her right hand gently rubbed the head of my missile. I was writhing while moaning enjoying Mbak Fania’s actions like that.
Slowly her lips crept up along my missile shaft, and stopped at the head, while her hands changed to holding the shaft. She sucked, licked, moved and rotated my missile head, so that not a single part was missed.
A few moments later, I pressed Mbak Fania’s head down, so that my shaft entered 2/3 of her mouth. She moved her head up and down slowly, repeatedly. Sometimes her actions stopped for a moment at the head, licked it again, then continued up and down again.
My defense was almost broken, but I didn’t want it to happen at that time. I held her head, lifted it slowly, but Mbak Fania seemed to fight back. That happened several times, until finally I managed to lift her head and remove my missile from her mouth.
I lifted Mbak Fania’s head, while her eyes were closed. I brought it closer, and I gently bit her lips. Slowly I laid Mbak Fania who still had her eyes closed while hissing to the bathroom floor. I pressed her down while my mouth devoured both of her breasts, while my hands squeezed them alternately.
Her moans, her sighs, her little screams answered each other amidst the gurgling shower water. I lowered my mouth again, stopping at the mound that was covered in thick hair, but shaved and neatly arranged.
Several times I bit the hair gently, so that its owner wriggled to the right and left. Then I separated her two white, big and soft thighs. I opened them wide. I pressed my lips to her pussy lips, I kissed them softly. I stuck out my tongue, I stabbed it gently into the protruding flesh between the slits of Mbak Fania’s pussy.
Mbak Fania’s buttocks began to sway slowly, while her hands pulled or more precisely squeezed my hair, because the pulling was soft and not painful. I inserted my middle finger into her pussy hole, I took it out and put it in slowly. Mbak Fania’s hiss grew longer, and I glanced at her eyes that were still closed.
I accelerated the movement of my finger inside her pussy hole, but her hand immediately grabbed my hand that was in action and held it. I slowed it down again, and Mbak let go of her hand from mine. Every time I sped it up again, Mbak Fania’s hand grabbed mine again, so that finally I understood she only wanted my finger to move slowly inside her vagina.
A few minutes later, I felt Mbak Fania lift my head away from her vagina. Mbak Fania opened her eyes and motioned for me to sit leaning against the bathroom wall. Then she crawled over me, straddling right in front of me. Her hand grabbed my missile, directed it and inserted it into her vagina hole.
“Ooooooooooooohh,” Mbak Fania moaned long and her eyes closed again when my missile entered her vagina completely. Mbak Fania began to move up and down slowly while occasionally her hips made circular movements.
I couldn’t wait to face Mbak Fania’s actions which I thought were too slow, I started to thrust my missile from below quite quickly. Mbak Fania stopped her movements, her hands pressed my chest quite hard while her head shook, as if forbidding me to do the thrusting action.
It happened several times, which actually made me a bit disappointed, until finally Mbak Fania opened her eyes, her hands rubbing my eyes as if telling me to close them. I obeyed and closed my eyes.
After a while I closed my eyes, I began to be able to pay attention with my ears what I had not paid attention to before, I began to be able to feel what I had not felt before. Mbak Fania’s moans and groans turned out to be very regular and in harmony with the movements of her buttocks, so that the sound of her mouth, the sound of our genitals merging and the sound of the shower water was like a beautiful harmony. In the closing of my eyes, I felt like I was floating and my surroundings felt so beautiful, like the name of the woman who was merging with me.
The pleasure I felt also felt different, not an extraordinary pleasure that was jolting, but a little pleasure, like flowing slowly throughout my nerves, and settling into my heart.
A few minutes later Mbak Fania’s movements stopped right when my missile had completely collapsed. There were about 5 seconds she was silent in that position. Then both of her hands grabbed both of my hands while throwing her head back.
I opened my eyes, I held both of her palms tightly and held Mbak Fania so that she would not fall backwards. After that, her butt moved to the right and left and felt like it was pressing against my missile and butt.
“Aaa .. aaaaaa … aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Mbak Fania’s small moans and screams were accompanied by her head and body moving forward. Mbak Fania threw herself at me like she was colliding, her hands hugging my body, while her head rested on my left shoulder. I hugged her back and stroked Mbak Fania who had just enjoyed her orgasm. An exotic and artistic way of orgasming.
After being satisfied with the pleasure she had just achieved, Mbak Fania lifted her head and opened her eyes. She smiled and continued to kiss my lips gently. Before I had time to return her kiss, Mbak Fania had gotten up and shifted to the side. I immediately guided her to lie down and stretch out on her back on the bathroom floor.
Mbak Fania followed my wishes while continuing to look at me with a smile that never left her lips. Then I directed my missile that felt like empot-empotkan into her vagina hole, I inserted it all the way. After everything collapsed, Mbak Fania hugged me while whispering softly.
“Not inside, honey, I haven’t taken my medicine,” I nodded slowly understanding what she meant. After that I started to shake my butt slowly while closing my eyes. I wanted to feel the pleasure that was little by little but seeped into my heart like before. But I failed, even though I tried for a while. Finally I made my usual movements, like I usually did with Aunt Ani or Nita. Moving back and forth from slow and getting faster and faster.
“Aaaah… Hoooohh,” I was almost at the peak, and Mbak Fania was quite agile. She pushed my body so that my missile came out of her vagina.
Apparently she knew she couldn’t control me and forgot her message. Then her hand reached for my missile while half awake. She shook it with a fairly strong grip, then I shifted forward so that my missile was right above Mbak Fania’s stomach.
“Aaaaaaaah … aaaaaaahhh … crottt … crotttt ..,” several times my sperm spurted, wetting Mbak Fania’s chest and stomach. I lay down my body that felt weak next to Mbak Fania, while watching her who was busy rubbing my sperm evenly on her body.
“Almost forgot huh?” again my nose became her target when Mbak Fania said those words.
During the bus ride home I closed my eyes while remembering the experience I had just gotten from Mbak Fania. When in the bathroom, and when repeating it once again in her room. A woman with a style of intercourse that was so gentle and full of feeling.
“If it’s just chasing lust satisfaction, that’s easy. But I want more. I want my lust satisfaction to be in line with the satisfaction felt in my soul.”
The satisfaction felt in the soul, that’s what I got from Mbak Fania and only from Mbak Fania, because later after changing partners, I still never got the pleasure like I got from Mbak Fania. Satisfaction and pleasure that are still felt for quite a long time even though intercourse has ended.
“Remember, don’t ever do that to Sarah. If you do, I will never forgive you!” I woke up, apparently in my sleep I dreamed that Mbak Fania warned me about Sarah, her sister. And the bus had started to enter the terminal.,,,,,,,,
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