My Friend Aruna By Alisha
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I was driving to the airport to see off my friend Aruna. She was going to Australia once again. She is a doctor there. It was a rainy day. I had closed the doors and I felt the air sticky inside the car. My car is getting older as fast as my husband. My husband had retired five years back. He had been spending time on golf and clubs since then. But the expenses for clubs were amounting equal to his pension. I am a doctor practicing in India, in a government hospital. I do not take bribes from poor patients. So I can afford only a middle class lifestyle. I hinted once the fact to my husband. He did not renew his membership to the club again. I felt pity for him. We never had a quarrel in our life. It is true that we do not have any children. But there are lot of couple having no children. I am now nearing my menopause. So we do not hope for any children in our life. All my patients are like children to me.
Aruna was my classmate. She was daughter of our family servant. We were of same age and we grown up together. She was presented with my old clothes and books and my father gave her the school fee. She spent most of her time at our palatial house. My father had been to Singapore and he had earned a good fortune from there. Aruna would come to my room and sit on my bed and would help me with my homeworks. She was brighter than me. If my mother saw her sitting along with me, she would make her stand up and sit again on the floor. She did not like servants to share seat with me. "You are not keeping your position. Why do you allow that girl to sit with you? Why does she stick with you always?", she would ask me. But I could not send her away. She was doing my home works. She was better than me in studies.
We used to go to school and come back together. The journey was one of our best memories of life. We would walk along the narrow country paths. The sidewalls were made of coconut leaves covered with curtain plants. Aruna would pick flowers and fruits from other's compounds and would present me. She was always with me. She did not like other girls to make friends with me. She was sometimes like a mother to me and she commanded me at school. Only at our residence she behaved like a subordinate to me.
We had our bath at a pond near to our house. There was a small house like structure constructed with steps leading to the pond so that men and women can take bath separately. The water was pure and clear. There were lotus flowers at one corner of the pond. We would swim from one end to the other and pick up the flowers and would come back fast. Aruna was an expert swimmer. She had the ability to stay underwater for a very long time. She would scare us with snatching our legs coming under water unnoticed. Soon girls stopped swimming when Aruna was around. There was an old man who was the priest of our temple. Aruna disliked him most and drew pictures of him on the walls using charcoal. His big belly and irregular teeth was brightly drawn by Aruna in her cartoons.
"Why do you hate him Aruna, why do you draw ill of him on the walls?" , I asked her.
"He always peep at us when we bathe. I know he always shows his penis to women as if by chance. Haven't you seen his ugly penis with all those hairs around.", she asked me.
"No, I haven't noticed. How did you?".
"You don't know anything. He used to shake his penis under water watching women bath", she continued.
"Why do you talk dirty?. What's wrong even if he shakes? It's his penis and he can do what he want ", I asked her.
"You fool, he is shaking his penis to get pleasure while watching our tits and cunt", Aruna was furious.
"I don't get you. How could he get pleasure, he may be having itch or pain there", I said.
"Tomorrow I will show you something, be at the pond around 12 noon", Aruna told me as we were going home. The next day I came to the pond with my towel and soap. Aruna was waiting for me. She asked me to hide in a place behind a bush and not to make a sound. I obeyed her. After some time an elderly lady who was cleaning vessels at the temple came for her bath. The pond was empty. It was not likely for persons to come at noon. The woman cleaned the vessels and took them to shore and placed in sunlight to get them dry. The she washed her mouth using some leaves and looked at the premises. Then she unhooked her blouse and left it in water followed by her dhoti. Now she had only a cotton brassieres and a towel around her midriff. She washed her clothes and took them to shore to spread them to dry. She moved as if no hurry. We expected that she would bath till the dress get dry as she did not carry any spare dress with her.
We were watching her under the cover of a tree in our compound and there were lot of bushes to camouflage us from others. She then lowered for some time and I wondered what was she doing. "Dirty bitch, she is pissing in the water", Aruna told to me. I wondered how Aruna guessed it. "Have you pissed in water?", she asked me. "No, why would we do in water?". "Its nice to urinate in water when we are neck deep. I do it , its fun" she said. "Then why are you blaming her?", I asked. "Pissing in water is one thing and I was disgusted about her pissing open and she is mature aged no?", she argued.
The women had now taken her cotton brassieres away and was beating her clothes on the steps to wash dirt away. Her big breasts were dangling in sequence with her action. It was a nice thing to watch. Her breasts were so long and sagged. But yet she looked fancy to me. I was seeing a older women naked for the first time and peeping was giving another unknown thrill to me. Her dangling breasts with the black areola and the nipples in the middle were a feast. I wondered how would she have been looked like at her prime times. When she had done her washing she took some oil from a bottle and started applying it on her body. She climbed on some steps higher and looked around. There was no symptoms of any persons around. She again came to lower and started rubbing her breast meat with the oil. Soon her body was glistening with oil. Her tits were reaching up to her belly. They were sagged a lot. If she could make some upliftment about them, I bet she can create waves even now. When she had done with her naked upper body she started applying it to her pussy and thighs. She turned her back towards us and started applying globes of oil on her buttocks. At first she was cautious about the possibility of some intruder but soon she got more courage and we had a clear full view of her white buttocks with a deep channel between them. The channel was dark. Her thighs were fat and rounded. Then she turned facing us and adjusted her towel to apply oil to her pussy. She loosed the ends of the towel and kept it as a cover using one hand and by using the other she started oiling her pussy. Soon she abandoned the modesty, and we got a clear view of her bush. And what a bush, she had. It was like an uncropped harvest ready for yield. From a far distance we loved the sight. I had my first cunt view in my life. I felt my friend Aruna too was sharing my passions. Her warm breath was close to my neck. She was keeping her face so close to me and whispered, "Look, he is coming". I looked at the direction she mentioned.
The priest was walking towards the bathing ghat with his dirty smile and he was clad only a towel and his loincloth were visible through the towel. He had applied oil all over his body and was ready for his bath. He looked eagerly at the women's section and was delighted to see the woman who quickly adjusted her towel hiked up to her breasts thus giving an ample view of her thighs and the towel was covering only more than half of her cunt forest. His eyes were popping out viewing the half nude woman and he threw his towel away and jumped into the water with only a loincloth covering his penis. The woman also started bathing. She immersed herself under water up to her neck and started rubbing her body using some coconut fibre. The priest was swimming like a child and was getting near and near to the women's section. Soon he was rewarded with the women moving up out of water and the towel was sticking close to her body and it was more revealing than covering her nudity. The priest's eyes were rolling around and when he was satisfied no one was around he moved more close to the woman. The woman took some soap and started lathering it on her. She tried to cover herself from the priest's eyes and gave more opportunity to show us her nudity. The priest was moving his right hand in water as if trying to catch a fish or moving the weeds away.
"You know what he is doing?. He is fucking himself with his hand. Look at the way his hand moves, I bet he is shaking his penis watching her", Aruna told in my ears. It was news to me. By the time the woman had finished with her lathering and moved into the shallow water with soap bubbles all over her body. She took a dip and the soap spread in the water making a white colour around her. We looked at the priest. He was nowhere to be seen. We did not seen him for some moments. Then to our surprise he appeared so close to the women. Then woman was standing in steps under the water and was facing us. She was pulling her hair to her front and was washing them my moving her face to and fro and her mass of hair was spread around her. She lifted the hair and moved it up again like lathering with shampoo. The hibiscus plant's leaves are used in place of shampoo and they are excellent to prevent graying of hair. She was facing our direction and was spreading the herbal paste on her hair . Then the priest appeared from water so close to her. We both had to try our level best to suppress a sudden gasp. The priest cupped her breasts from back and she was also taken aback. She tried to escape from him but he was kissing her from behind and she was naked above her waist. His hands were busy milking her large breasts. We expected the woman to slap the old man for trying to assault her. But she looked around quickly and when she was satisfied no one was around she smiled. She spread her hair back so as to cover his head from a sudden intruder and he was standing so close to her in water and we could see only his hands cupping the woman's breasts and pulling its nipples. After cupping her breasts for some time he turned her to face her and started kissing her. We could see only the woman's back from our point of view. Her towel was fallen halfway in middle and we say his hands cupping on her buttocks too. Soon her towel was fallen into the water and she was fully nude and standing up to knee level in water. I admired their courage. They are doing wild acts in a public pond and anytime someone can appear in the scene.
Aruna was sitting close to me so as to hide her head in the bush and she was hugging me from behind. I was closely watching the love scene before me. I never thought man and woman will do such naughty acts when no one is around. Did my father too do such things to my mother? I wondered. Then I felt Aruna's fingers pinching my nipples. I tried to get her hands away. But then I too felt a wave of pleasure starting from my nipples and reaching my brains like electricity. Aruna unbuttoned two buttons in my shirt and began fondling my nipples. She used her fingers only on the tips as if to pull my nipples from my body. The priest was busy kissing and fondling the women. Then he dived once again into water. The woman sat on a step in water. Then we saw the priest's gray head between her legs for an instant. Again he disappeared into water. We saw the woman clutching her hands on the stone wall which separated the bathing ghats between men and women. Her mouth was showing an agony and ecstasy simultaneously. She looked like cooing and the priests head appeared and disappeared between her legs. Then we heard a 'blum' sound in the pond and thought somebody had appeared from nowhere and jumped into the water. The woman covered her with towel and immersed herself into water in one instant. The priest was nowhere to be seen. We looked around and found none. Then we saw the priest in the middle of the pond far away from the women's ghat. He was looking around and then we saw him laughing and moving towards the shore. He appeared in the same position after sometime with a coconut in his hands and he was showing it to the embarrassed woman. Now we also got the clue. The sound was that of a coconut fell just into the water.
The priest moved towards the woman with the coconut and presented it to her. Both started laughing. Then told something to the woman and removed his loin cloth. His black penis with a red top was visible. The women jumped to the steps above and inspected the surroundings once again. She came back and directly took the priest's penis into her mouth!. Both of them disappeared into the water. He was standing in the water with the coconut and trying to peel its husk by hitting it on the stonewall separation of ghats. The woman was moving to and fro taking his penis fully in her mouth. Her towel was gone. We saw her nude buttocks and dangling tits and she was bust sucking the penis. Then I felt my panties moved to one side and Aruna inserted her finger to my pussy. She started rubbing the opening of my V with her finger and my eyes closed until I was rubbed into a wave of pleasure. When I opened my eyes again the pond was empty. The priest and the woman were gone. I felt my head spinning. Aruna was sucking the finger she just had inserted into my small pussy opening like a girl sucking her thumb.
I did not sleep in that night. The images of the wild behaviour of our temple priest and the woman in a public pond were too much for me as a young girl. I felt a tingling sensation between my legs whenever I saw them in my dreams. My fingers lead to my small cunny. The moment I touched myself I shivered. I felt the tip on the opening channel of my V shaped cunt. I rubbed there slowly like what Aruna did for me when we were together. I felt a tremendous pleasure originating from the edge and I tried to spread the lips and soon I increased my rubbing pace and after sometime I got a vibration, which gave me immense pleasure. My breasts started growing. At first I felt something itchy around my nipples and then it began feeling like an ache and when days passed by I began to notice that elder men looking at me with more curiosity than usual. I got looks filled with admiration from my school mates. It seemed the whole world suddenly got interested in my budding boobs. Another thing caused my attention was that I began to experience shyness when people looked at me. I tried to hide my budding nipples by keeping my books in front of me when I go to school. The milkman and the newspaper boy began to watch me more intently. The newspaper boy always threw papers in front of me instead of giving it to my hands. When I tried to pick it from ground I felt his hungry eyes piercing my cleavage and tried to peep inside of my jacket.
On one Sunday Aruna and I were having our leisurely swim at our pond. We had chosen a time when nobody would be around us. We were having muslin towels around our midriff. I felt Aruna's eyes falling on my bare chest. It was very unusual. I felt the same shyness when a man looked at me. I told her, "What is this Aruna, I don't like you looking at me as if I am a creature. I don't like they way you look at me."
She spit the water from her mouth and said, "Shiela you have grown up. Your tits have become big. No wonder our classmates run around you nowadays. I did not think you were such big. If I were a boy I would have sucked your breasts".
"You are a devilish girl, I don't want to talk with you.", saying that I dived into the pool. There was water only up to our neck in the pond. I stood on the sand dunes under the water looking for Aruna's response. Then I felt Aruna taking my towel away and swimming towards the shore.
"Aruna, please give me the towel back, I can't swim naked like this. Somebody will come soon", I pleaded to her. She had climbed up the steps and was sitting on the steps mocking at me. She put my towel near her. I decided to take her by surprise. She might not expect me to climb from water. I climbed up from the water like a nymph and I was naked as the day I was born. I charged at her to take my towel. But she took my hands and shoved me to the grass near the steps of pond. There was a good cover by bushes and grass was growing like a well-kept meadow.
She climbed over me she was naked like me. She kissed me on my lips and she kept my hands firmly pressed to ground away from my body. I tried to escape. She forced me to lay under her and she started sucking my protruding breasts. She was making me wild with desire. She spread my legs wider and inserted one of her legs between my thighs. She was busy sucking at my breasts and at the same time she moved her thigh between my legs rubbing my pussy with her wet, soft thigh. At last I surrendered to her amorous activities. She moved full over me and lay on my body with face to face, breasts to breasts, pelvis to pelvis and cunt to cunt. Her mouth had a sweet perfume. It was exotic and her lips tasted like lotus flowers and unknown weeds grown in our pond. She was loving me like a man. She moved her thigh between my legs expertly. She scratched my buttocks with her long nails. She bit my pelvis with her and both of our cunts completely hairless met together. We grinded our pussies against each other. It was divine. it was sheer pleasure. It was to heaven which she was taking me. I kissed her back. She was delighted. She knew I had surrendered to her. She loved it. Then we heard foot steps closing by. We jumped into the water together.
Thus we became lovers. Aruna would come to my room with some text and she would make me show my tits to her. She would kiss me when nobody was around. She would present me gifts like round pebbles, various types of buttons and one day she gave me a chain made of sandalwood and another red pebble like nut mixed intermittently. It was evidently a work of great labour and patience. I kissed her in gratitude. I was never again pleased like that day in my entire life even when my husband presented my expensive diamond necklaces.
It was our festival at the temple. Everybody went to see fold dance and programmes. Aruna told me to stay at home saying some excuse. I told my mother I was having stomach ache. She asked Aruna to stay with me at the night and went to the temple along with others. We two were left out in our home. Aruna closed the door and windows. She made me nude and began to suck me from top to bottom. I was soon elevated to a tower of pleasure. She kissed my lips until they were both red. She parted my legs and sucked my cunt. I had no hair on my cunt at that age. She then went to the kitchen and took a jar of honey. She applied honey on my chest, nipples and in my armpits. She licked each drop of the honey from my erogenous zones. Finally she applied a generous amount of honey on my cunt and she spread my cunt wide and applied honey on my pussy folds. She then sucked all my pussy for hours and hours until I was completely dried. By the time it was ended I had several little orgasms.
She then asked me to repeat the same to her. She applied honey on her tits and belly button and all over her pussy. She made me lick on her pussy again and again until she convulsed in a peak. She then turned and lay on her stomach. She asked me to suck her back after applying honey. When I was moving down to her buttocks, she pleaded me to suck her asshole. I first registered a reluctance to suck there but she begged me to do it. I applied honey on her asshole and started sucking there. "Put your tongue inside please, ream it there please ". My reluctance soon melt away. I was ready to please her in whatever way she desired. I could not understand why she considered her asshole as the better pleasure region than her pussy. Later I knew from her that she had done it on purpose. It was like she was a servant to me for other people. She had much complex about it. By making me to lick her asshole she got some of her pride back. It was not only pleasure she was seeking. She wanted complete authority over me. She made me surrender completely to her.
When we grew up we both got admission to medical courses. My father paid her tuition fees. It was an expensive amount he spent on her. Everybody praised my father's kindness to spare money on education of a servant girl. But when my father expired unexpectedly she was the only person did not cry. Everybody blamed her for not crying. She did not put flower and rice on his dead body as per Hindu custom. I didn't understand why she behaved like that. I didn't ask her about it. After all he was only my father and not hers. None can insist on gratitude for their contributions like that. We both passed our course with high marks and I was soon married to a guy who was about ten to fifteen years older than me. Our horoscopes were matched and that fixed my destiny.
Aruna was furious to see my future husband. She did not like him and she did not show any enthusiasm on my marriage. Being my close friend she did not participate in decorating me. She did not come for the customary practice of applying henna on my palms and creating designs using henna. Everyone talked ill of her for her ingratitude. Hours before my marriage she stormed into my room and pleaded, "Shiela you should not marry him, he is too old for you. I don't like him. Come we will elope. I will protect you. I will get a good job and I will earn money for you. You don't have to do anything. Please come, come jump right away."
"Aruna, have you gone mad. Today is my marriage and you want me to elope with you. Eloping with a girl, are you crazy. Two women cannot marry in our country. Please go to auditorium and bless me at wedding", I said.
She stormed out of my room with tears in her eyes. I did not see her again for a long year. (To be continued)
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