This story is part of the Zarine’s New Crush Salim series
Hello, all sexy Desi Tales dot com readers. I am Neha and I am back with the continuation of the Indian sex story, “Zarine’s New Crush Salim”. Thanks for giving it more likes and this shows some are very eager to know what happened next. Don’t worry guys. There are lots of stories about Zarine and I will keep you posted.
Let me give a quick recap but read the previous part for the better clarification. Zarine used to have an incest relationship with her brother Salman. After a few days, both got bored of sex. They wanted some change and something new in their sexual life. Salman told her he had a crush on their neighbor girl Nazria and told her that he needs Zarine’s help to get her in bed with him.
She agreed and in return, Salman would help Zarine in getting Nazriya’s brother Salim in her bed. She agreed and Salman called Salim and informed him to collect the ball and stumps from his home. As Zarine was the only person in the home, she planned to seduce him. She was in her room in just a towel and nothing else.
When he came in to ask for the ball, she pretended as if she was shocked to see a man at that time and covered her with the towel.
S: Uh… Sorry… I came here to take the ball and stumps for the game. Salman asked me to collect them from you.
Z: Oh, yes. He forgot to take it today. It is over there (Pointing her index finger to a room)
She purposely dropped her towel again on the floor when she was pointing her finger to the room. He tried to change his sight to protect her modesty but could not as her breasts were very much inviting and so was her cunt.
He expected her to collect her towel again and wrap it around her but she was waiting for some kind of advancement from him. His eyes were fixed on her boobs. After an awkward silence for a few seconds, she took her towel and wrapped around her. He immediately went to the room she was pointing and took a ball and two stumps. Meanwhile, she rushed to the main door and locked it. She made sure that all the windows were closed.
When he came out, she was still there with the towel and asked him to sit on the sofa in their living room. She bends towards him to show her cleavage and asked him,
Z: Coffee or tea?
S: No thanks. I should be going. I think I have disturbed you. Sorry. You get dressed. I will leave.
Z: It is okay. Have a cup of coffee. Please.
S: No. Salman would be waiting. I should go.
Z: I will inform him. Don’t worry.
S: Okay. I will have coffee. But don’t you want to get dressed?
Zarine was cursing him in her mind. “Idiot. Don’t you understand why I am not dressed still.”
Z: Sure. I will make the coffee and get dressed.
S: It is okay. You can make it after wearing your clothes. You might be feeling uncomfortable.
“Now, I understood why a good looking guy like you is still single.”
Z: Sure. I will be back in a minute.
She went to her room and was looking at her wardrobe. She needs to wear something which should send him a green signal to fuck her. But most of the clothes she had were very much traditional. She had a naughty idea.
Salman was reading a magazine when she was coming downstairs. He just gave a glance once to make sure Zarine was the one coming down and looked at the magazine again. But he could not believe his eyes.
“She is wearing a red t-shirt. She must be wearing a skin color leggings. But seemed like she was not wearing anything else.”
He looked her again with doubt and dropped his jaw literally.
“Oh, fuck. She is not wearing anything other than a short t-shirt. I could even see her red panties. Is she inviting me for a sex? But what if I have mistaken or if someone else comes here and catches us?”
She went straight into the kitchen with a smile on her face. The red smile from a cute fair face below the light blue eyes. Oh god, she is killing me. Oh, fuck. My hard cock is clearly visible and there is a stain of the pre-cum. What am I going to do? First, let me confirm if she has forgotten to wear or is she doing it on purpose?”
S: Uh. Did you forget to wear your pants?
Zarine thought to herself,”Now, I will give you a perfect reply. You will get all your answers and will stop asking me these unwanted questions”. She told him with a sweet anger,
Z: Stop it, you naughty. This is my outfit when I stay at home. Any problem?
S: Uh… No… Nothing.
She came back with two cups of coffee and kept his cup near him and sat opposite to him. She crossed her legs to show her lower inner thighs and her panty. It was a clear and deliberate panty peek. He started to sweat and she noticed his boner. She smiled at the boner and took her first sip of her coffee.
“Come on Salim. It is the time to play the game.” She was told to herself. He was trying hard to cover his boner by crossing his legs too.
Z: I don’t know anything about cricket. I don’t even watch TV. So, you use two stumps and one ball?
S: Uh… No actually, we use three stumps but for the gully cricket, two stumps will do.
Z: Hmm. I have seen a game with two balls and one stump.
He gave a sudden jerk. “Did she mean man’s private organ. God, look how she smiles with that naughty face. I cannot control anymore.”
To be continued…
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