From Seat Mates To Sex Mates Part 1


From Seat Mates To Sex Mates Part 1

College life is surely full of surprises and excitement and teenagers are always in search of a perfect opportunity. Blame it on puberty or the age, not even the nicest of kid can escape such wonderful mistakes.

The story is about two girls who used to be seat mates in a co-ed college. How they surprised each other from being just friends to “girl friends “.

Priya is a tomboy totally a loud mouth and sporty and Hamida a subtle girl with lots of grace and poise , creative but introvert. It was a miracle that they agreed to sit next to each other being poles apart. Well, in reality it was their home teacher’s decision.

The first few months were wasted in tolerating each other. In mid term they decided to atleast start a conversation. Slowly they grew out to be good friends.

Priya was a basketball player and was in her college’s girls team. All she could think about how to put the ball through the hoop. Hamida, was into literary and was an excellent reader. Clearly anyone could see them getting bored listening to one another as they don’t fit into each others shoes.

One day, something happened between the two that really changed their perspective about one another.

It was a summer class when Priya had just entered after her routine with all sweat in her body. She was late so didn’t had a chance to change before the class started. Her t-shirt and shorts soaked in sweat and nipples erect she entered gasping inside the class. Her face was red due to rigorous blood circulation and her mouth was dry of thirst.

Priya panting, “Hami, can you pass me the water?” Hamida, “Sure, so who won today? ” Priya pointed a finger at Hamida asking her to wait and started drinking water.

While she drank it hurily, the water started flowing from the corner of her lips. It rolled down to her soft mounds and disappeared in her sweat soaked T-shirt. Hamida for the first time noticed something manly in her, although she knew Priya was a tomboy but today she was amazed to see her body.

Priya, “Whoa! that’s refreshing!” Before they both can continue the professor entered the class and Priya pushed Hamida to the other side of the bench and made room for herself. The class continued as normal but Hamida was constantly in thoughts of what she noticed about her seat mate. Priya was smelling but her odour was rather a scent to Hamida. She wondered, how can Priya smell so good? Am I imagining it or is it her body scent. Her thought broke when the bell rang and it was a recess.

Priya turned to Hamida and winked with a smile. Hamida was startled and couldn’t really understand what was that about or atleast she hoped her seat mate didn’t read her thoughts over her face.

They both started for the cafeteria when Priya decided to change before she get her grub. She asked Hamida to accompany her as she may need a hand to keep her belongings safe.They both entered women’s rest room and it was coincidentally deserted. Priya decided to change in the common area rather in wet toilet as she didn’t want to get her clothes soiled. She didn’t mind Hamida around as they both are of same sex. “Hamida, mind if I change here?” said Priya without much effort. Hamida had her eyes widen on hearing this. She felt happy and awkward at the same time. She said, “yeah, go ahead.”

Priya started stripping herself hurriedly so she can save time to munch on some snacks. As for Hamida, it was a time warp as she starred at her friend stripping herself.

Priya had a good height of 5’8″, athlete body despite that good twin melons of 34 and cushions of 36. Though she was dusky, she was blessed with the glamour of puberty. When she removed her T shirt her melons popped out with the bra, Hamida was stunned tk look at the assets and licked her lips involuntarily. Quickly Priya bend over and removed her shorts and exposed her beautiful cushion like square shaped buttocks, strong thighs and calves that made Hamida gulp down her saliva painfully. Hamida’s heart was now beating faster and she started getting cold.

Hamida tried taking off her eyes from Priya’s body however, was helpless. She was trapped into a strange pleasure of watching a girl strip in front of her. The droplets of sweat on the boobs, waist, hands and legs of Priya was getting Hamida crazy.

Priya asked her to hand over the good clothes and wore them quickly unnoticing her friend’s lustful stare.

(TBC)…

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