I was in 10th grade back then. And by that time, I had already tasted the pleasure of sex. Now, I only had eyes for beautiful girls.
After passing 9th grade, I entered 10th.
Since I already came from a well-off family, we had a Pulsar bike at home. So I used to ride it to school.
I loved that Pulsar a lot — because it had a disc brake in the front wheel, and it could stop anywhere instantly. Plus, being a heavy bike, if three people sat on it, the whole thing would hug the road completely. Even at 100 km/h, the balance stayed perfect.
But I had one problem: whenever I started the bike, I would release the clutch with a sudden jerk. Because of that, the front wheel would lift off the ground, and then the bike would surge forward.
One day, a bhabhi from my village — who was a school teacher — asked me for a lift. I wasn't the type to say no much, so I couldn't refuse.
She sat sideways on the pillion seat, both legs hanging on one side — the way village women usually do, especially in sarees, for modesty. Then I kicked the bike to life, hit the usual jerk on the clutch… and the front wheel popped up hard. Bhabhi lost her balance and tumbled off backward.
The crazy part? I didn't even notice. I just kept riding ahead like nothing happened.
When I reached her school, I glanced back — and she was gone. No sign of her.
Without a second thought, I headed straight to my own school.
By the time I came back home from school, the whole village had heard that I had thrown bhabhi off the bike and left her behind without a care.
Because of this, my image in the village got pretty messed up. One, that I couldn't ride properly with someone sitting behind, and two, that I didn't give a damn about anyone. Still, people kept asking for rides from me — because back then, not many bikes were around in the village.
And traveling by tempo (auto-rickshaw) was so crowded, you can't even imagine.
That's why I actually preferred triple-riding (three people on the bike). When I jerked the clutch with extra weight, the front wheel would only lift a little bit — not too much.
That's exactly why I didn't like the Passion Pro at all. The Pulsar is heavy and stable, but the Passion Pro is super light — its front wheel lifts way too easily, and I'd end up dropping the bike.
But now, whenever anyone asks for a lift, I tell them to sit with both legs on either side (straddling properly). Village girls aren't used to it, of course — they usually sit side-saddle — but when they ride with me, they do it anyway. They wrap their arms around me tightly and hold on properly.
Our village had a bad reputation when it came to girls. Most of the guys there openly teased and harassed girls on the roads as they came and went.
But my family was a respected one. I wasn't into that kind of cheap eve-teasing bullshit. Plus, I had a bike. So any girl from the village heading to school — if I happened to pass by at the right time — would prefer hopping on with me instead of walking.
If it was a bhabhi (married woman), though, I'd place my school bag right in the middle between us so her body wouldn't touch mine directly. That's one reason the women and girls in the village actually liked and respected me.
And since I was rich as well as kind-hearted, I often treated the girls to mosambi, pomegranate, or mango juice.
But I only gave rides to girls I knew — never to random strangers.
So yeah, the village girls rode on my bike all the time.
And whenever they sat behind me, they held on tight.
Because of that, their boobs would press right against my back. Not with every girl, though — some kept a little distance. But most of them pressed in close anyway.
And if it was a really pretty girl, she'd glue herself to me, pushing her tits firmly against my back. That's when I'd make my move.
I'd guide her hand down toward my cock. Any girl who actually grabbed it and held on… well, that was the signal.
There was a big mango orchard right along the way. Almost every family in our village had their own mango grove.
So I'd take her to my family's mango orchard. I'd even built a small little room/hut there.
I'd lead her inside, and then I'd fuck her hard. Since these were girls from my own village, most of them turned out to be virgins.
There are about 300 girls from our village who go to school. But so far, I've only fucked 25 of them.
And out of those, I took the virginity of 22 myself — I broke their seals.
Hell, sometimes I even fucked two girls at the same time.
One time, my neighbor chachi (auntie) specifically asked me: "Bring my two daughters back from school."
So I left. Out of the two girls, one was a bit dusky, while the other was completely fair-skinned.
That was probably because their mother didn't have the best reputation. She had slept with four or five men from the village. I myself had once seen her getting fucked by the baniya (shopkeeper) in exchange for some rations.
So now Tabassum and Sabnam were sitting behind me on the bike. Both of them were younger than me, Tabassum by one year and Sabnam by two years.
Tabsum was quite fair, so I made her sit in the middle. Then I started feeling her thighs and breasts.
"Tabsum, Sabnam, want something to drink?" I asked.
"Arahan Bro, I'll have lassi," Sabnam said.
"And I'll have mango juice," Tabsum replied.
"Alright." Then I got them both their juice and lassi. I drank a cold lassi too.
After that we started heading back. Once again, I began feeling Tabsum's breasts and thighs.
So I took Tabsum's hand—the one that was holding my waist—and guided it lower. "Tabsum, put your hand inside my pants and caress it a little," I told her.
At first she hesitated. But then she slipped her hand into my pants and grabbed my cock.
"Brother, it's so hot," she said.
"Yeah, and you're the one who made it hot. You've been rubbing your boobs like that and pressing your thighs against mine—of course it's going to get hot and hard. I'm not some impotent guy who won't get erect. Now come on, stroke it gently with your soft hands."
Tabassum started caressing me, which made me start enjoying it.
"Tabassum, I feel like fucking you. Will you let me fuck you?" I asked.
Hearing this, Tabassum first went completely silent, then after a little while she asked,
"You really want it that badly, brother?"
"Yes, I want it completely," I said.
"Okay then, go ahead and do it with me, Arahan bro," she agreed.
Then I drove the bike inside my garden.
And I started taking Tabassum towards the room.
"Sabnam, you stay here. I'll come back in half an hour," saying this much, I began going inside.
"Arahan, I also want to watch how you fuck Tabassum sister." Saying this, Sabnam also entered the room.
"Alright," I said, then my attention went back to Tabassum.
I removed her salwar and kurta. Inside she was wearing a camisole and panties, which I also took off.
By then I was fully aroused. I applied oil on top of her pussy and positioned my cock.
Since I had brought and fucked many girls here before, I knew what things were necessary.
"Tabassum, it will hurt a little in the beginning, but don't get scared. After that you'll enjoy it a lot," I told her, while rubbing my cock on her pussy.
"Okay, brother," she said.
Then, seeing the right moment, I pushed half my cock inside with one strong thrust and broke her seal.
"Aaahhh! Mother! I'm dying!" she screamed very loudly, but being in the jungle had this advantage—no one was around to hear.
After pausing for a moment, I pushed again and started moving in and out.
Now she also started feeling pleasure.
Watching both of us, Sabnam had also become naked and had begun fingering her own pussy.
"Sabnam, come here," I called Sabnam closer.
Sabnam came to me completely naked. While still fucking Tabassum, I placed my hand on Sabnam's pussy and started caressing it.
"Do you also want to get fucked like Tabassum?" I asked.
"Will you fuck me too, Arahan brother?" Sabnam asked, looking at me.
"Of course. If you want to get fucked, then I will definitely fuck you," I said yes, and laid Sabnam down beside Tabassum.
Then I pulled my cock out of Tabassum's pussy, placed it on Sabnam's pussy, and with one hard thrust, made her bleed as well.
Sabnam didn't scream at all, seeing that I continued fucking her, which only encouraged me to keep going.
I fucked both sisters thoroughly that afternoon, making sure to cum inside each of them before driving them home. Since their mother was out visiting neighbors, I knew we had plenty of time. So I fucked them again and dropped my semen inside of them.
Over the next few weeks, I became a regular visitor to their house when their mother wasn't home. The sisters welcomed me eagerly each time, excited to feel my cock stretching their tight pussies.
However, I made sure to maintain distance in public settings to preserve my reputation in the small village. Our secret meetings became a regular occurrence whenever their mother stepped out for errands or social calls.