by katyt » Thu Sep 19, 2024 6:25 am
am Rocky, 18 years of age. I belong to the North Eastern Indian state of Manipur. My dad is an engineer in Oil and Natural Gas and my mom is a teacher in a Christian Mission School. I just completed my high school in a public school in the beautiful hill resort of Darjeeling. I have a sister, who after her graduation from college joined a private airline as a stewardess.
She is 21 years old. This gave her perfectly fair skin and a toned body.Despite my average height, regular soccer games have kept me muscular and healthy. I'm all muscle, with no fat at all. I used to work out regularly as well.
My dad is also physically fit, and so is my mom. Life in Imphal—the capital of Manipur—is quite laid-back and relaxed. When I visited home, we used to have parties, dances, and picnics, and my family would join the neighbors for overnight gatherings. I was only allowed to drink beer, as my dad always said spirits were for grown-ups. So my dad, mom, and sister Nina would have their wines or even hard liquor, while I had to be content with beer. After high school, I applied for an engineering course in Calcutta and was called for an interview. It was an afternoon flight. My sister was on the same flight, and dad and mom dropped us off at the airport. It was a Friday, and my interview was scheduled for Saturday. My sister was also supposed to stay in Calcutta and return the next day on the same aircraft, which would fly to a couple more destinations and then return to Imphal via Guwahati. We checked in, though my sister went through a different gate and boarded before me. I boarded a little later. The flight took off, and my sister and her colleagues demonstrated the safety measures. Then, they served food as the flight started cruising. Being my sister’s brother, I got the full attention of all the cabin crew and felt very proud. The flight was uneventful, and we landed in Calcutta and went to the hotel. My sister was supposed to share a room with another friend of hers.
But her friend was kind enough to say that she would share it with someone else, and left us alone in the room.My sister went into the bathroom to change from her airlines uniform. She came back from the washroom after a few minutes in a pair of loose white long pants tied with a string and a printed sleeveless top. She had taken off her formal skirt stockings and blouse. She came and jumped onto the bed. Let me describe you my sister here.
She is petite. Just average height at five feet two or three inches. Very slim. Her breasts are small, but firm and a shapely buttock - which was also not very big. She had a wide than usual mouth. Her hair is brownish black and straight falling below her shoulders. Her nose is not as flat as others, it was small, but perky and sharp.She switched on the TV and placed some pillows below her back so that she was lying with her upper body up, leaning against the pillows stacked one above another. She was surfing the channels when the phone rang. She picked up the phone. She was silent listening to whatever she was hearing from the other end, and then she uttered, "Ok sir, I shall see you soon; but I have to be back for dinner.""I have to go for a meeting of the cabin crews," she told me.She opened her strolley bag and took out a pair of her clothes and went to the washroom again to change. This time, when she came out, she was in a nice skirt and a off-white top. The skirt was quite small, considering what she wears in the aircraft, and had a slit in the back between her legs. The slit rode up almost to her ass, but with one flap above another, it did not reveal anything."I shall be fine, you carry on" I told her and I went to the washroom to change myself. I got into a pair of Bermudas and a t-shirt and came out. She was gone by then. I started surfing through the channels, and all of a sudden saw topless girls marching on the TV in skimpy panties and high-heeled shoes, or girls dressed in transparent gowns or tops parading. It was fashion TV showing a program on Victoria's Secrets and other lingerie. My eyes glued to that, and I was watching the sexy girls parading one after another. As a teenager with high levels of hormone, I got hard immediately, and pushed my Bermudas down and took out my cock.
am Rocky, 18 years of age. I belong to the North Eastern Indian state of Manipur. My dad is an engineer in Oil and Natural Gas and my mom is a teacher in a Christian Mission School. I just completed my high school in a public school in the beautiful hill resort of Darjeeling. I have a sister, who after her graduation from college joined a private airline as a stewardess.
She is 21 years old. This gave her perfectly fair skin and a toned body.Despite my average height, regular soccer games have kept me muscular and healthy. I'm all muscle, with no fat at all. I used to work out regularly as well.
My dad is also physically fit, and so is my mom. Life in Imphal—the capital of Manipur—is quite laid-back and relaxed. When I visited home, we used to have parties, dances, and picnics, and my family would join the neighbors for overnight gatherings. I was only allowed to drink beer, as my dad always said spirits were for grown-ups. So my dad, mom, and sister Nina would have their wines or even hard liquor, while I had to be content with beer. After high school, I applied for an engineering course in Calcutta and was called for an interview. It was an afternoon flight. My sister was on the same flight, and dad and mom dropped us off at the airport. It was a Friday, and my interview was scheduled for Saturday. My sister was also supposed to stay in Calcutta and return the next day on the same aircraft, which would fly to a couple more destinations and then return to Imphal via Guwahati. We checked in, though my sister went through a different gate and boarded before me. I boarded a little later. The flight took off, and my sister and her colleagues demonstrated the safety measures. Then, they served food as the flight started cruising. Being my sister’s brother, I got the full attention of all the cabin crew and felt very proud. The flight was uneventful, and we landed in Calcutta and went to the hotel. My sister was supposed to share a room with another friend of hers.
But her friend was kind enough to say that she would share it with someone else, and left us alone in the room.My sister went into the bathroom to change from her airlines uniform. She came back from the washroom after a few minutes in a pair of loose white long pants tied with a string and a printed sleeveless top. She had taken off her formal skirt stockings and blouse. She came and jumped onto the bed. Let me describe you my sister here.
She is petite. Just average height at five feet two or three inches. Very slim. Her breasts are small, but firm and a shapely buttock - which was also not very big. She had a wide than usual mouth. Her hair is brownish black and straight falling below her shoulders. Her nose is not as flat as others, it was small, but perky and sharp.She switched on the TV and placed some pillows below her back so that she was lying with her upper body up, leaning against the pillows stacked one above another. She was surfing the channels when the phone rang. She picked up the phone. She was silent listening to whatever she was hearing from the other end, and then she uttered, "Ok sir, I shall see you soon; but I have to be back for dinner.""I have to go for a meeting of the cabin crews," she told me.She opened her strolley bag and took out a pair of her clothes and went to the washroom again to change. This time, when she came out, she was in a nice skirt and a off-white top. The skirt was quite small, considering what she wears in the aircraft, and had a slit in the back between her legs. The slit rode up almost to her ass, but with one flap above another, it did not reveal anything."I shall be fine, you carry on" I told her and I went to the washroom to change myself. I got into a pair of Bermudas and a t-shirt and came out. She was gone by then. I started surfing through the channels, and all of a sudden saw topless girls marching on the TV in skimpy panties and high-heeled shoes, or girls dressed in transparent gowns or tops parading. It was fashion TV showing a program on Victoria's Secrets and other lingerie. My eyes glued to that, and I was watching the sexy girls parading one after another. As a teenager with high levels of hormone, I got hard immediately, and pushed my Bermudas down and took out my cock.