Classmate Sarah

Continued «The day I grew up»

That day, after I came out of the bathroom, my mother went to my charity offering and told me everything. Since I am an adult, I must perform my fasting prayers, and if I do not, it is a sin. That I must cover my hair in front of non-mahrams. From keeping myself clean during menstruation (at that time it was called menstruation) and that I should not pray and all other colorful rules. It was a confusing meal for me when I was just 12 years old. In short, our guests came that day. My sister Mina, her husband Farzad, who was 8 months old, had been married and her family. Farzad was a civil engineer and everyone called him an engineer and respected him a lot. He was also a good person. Our stepmother (Farzad)'s family were: her parents were her brother Behrooz, who was in the first year of high school, and her sister, who was almost the same age as Zahra, but she was a year older and behind the entrance exam. As I heard, he also had a fiancé. Although I was shocked by what I heard from my mother that day, what kept that guest in my mind were the uplifted looks. Two or three times I looked at him and saw him staring at me. The last time he ate a painting, he blushed and threw his head down. I do not know, maybe Alki, I was sensitive because of my mother's words. Because Behrooz used to come to our house a lot before it was sour. After the acquaintance of two families and the marriage of Mina and Farzad, because I gave it to him, Hamid was a soldier. Sometimes, if we had something and Farzad could not do it himself, he would send Behrooz to look for him. From shopping to following my dad's motorbike to the repair shop and a few other things that had happened and Behrooz had done for us and our blood had come. That's why our family loved him and he was especially dear to my father. I, who had just described my motherhood to me as a lady that day, became a kind when I saw that Behrooz was watching me.

The next day at school, I did everything I could not tell the story of my period to my friend, even my best friend Sarah. Of course, from then on, I felt a kind of pride towards all of them. It felt good that I had reached puberty now, but they were still young. Of course, it did not occur to me at that time that my friends may have grown up even before me, but they have not told me yet.

About two years have passed since that incident. Now, in fact, my appearance had become feminine. Even more than my friends, except for Sarah, who also grew up relatively well. In guidance, we were both classmates and at the same table, and we became very close together. We were always together .. Everyone who saw me and him thought we were in high school. Although we were the second guide. Our chests had risen considerably. After I saw Sara one day, I closed my bra and closed my eyes and eyes after that. (Although I really needed it a few months later!) He said that after puberty, girls' hips gradually become thicker and fatter) and Sarah was one of those naughty girls. White with green eyes and naughty. On the way to school, the boys (who thought we were at least 15 or 16 years old) sometimes teased us with letters and a thousand other sweets. I, who was my mother's good daughter and did not pray and was a religious person, did not raise my head at all. But Sarah sometimes answered and put the boys to work. Sometimes he even cursed. Of course, this situation did not happen much, but Sara Kelly broke the fire a few times! Of course, neither of them was delivered as far as I can remember.

We were comfortable with Sarah and we talked all the time. Their family was not as religious as ours. I even remember that at that time, Sara Ina's house had bought a video for a while. At that time (in 73), the video was just being released. Many houses had been bought, but it was still not officially free. Sarah, her older brother, was all about film and film (it was VHS only at the time). One of my warmest moments was listening to the description of the movie that Sarah had seen. On the way to school, at the head of the class, at home, when we were studying together, whenever there was an opportunity and Sara had seen a movie, she would tell me and I would listen eagerly. From Fardin Persian movies to Hindi movies and shows on the other side of the blue and Bruce Lee movies. Sarah had seen all this in their blood or sometimes she had sneaked up on them. With such fervor, the king defined my hearts that all his scenes were visualized before my eyes. If he had a "scene" somewhere in the movie he had seen today, he would lower his voice and usually say, "This is censorship."

Of course, Sarah was a lizard more than that, and she usually sneaked up on the censored ones. It used to be like this, "But I saw it myself. God forbid, nothing, Leila Joon." His eyes flashed and he slowly described the "scenes" to me in detail so that no one could hear him. I also felt guilty after his speech. Sometimes when we were alone, he would jokingly perform a piece of what he had seen. For example, he bit his lip once or twice that I got angry and he pulled back with a laugh and said, "We are both girls." Gave me. Because it made me put myself in the place of the woman in that scene of the movie, but the feeling of guilt made me, even though Sarah jokes about it, not let me continue. Sarah was more like this to me. Sometimes it riots. For example, once when we were alone in class and he was explaining a movie to me (I do not remember what the movie was), I know his story was very nonsensical. The story got to the point where the protagonist and his girlfriend are having fun together. I was staring into Sarah's eyes and I was visualizing the film and I was immersed in the world of film. As he was explaining the love scene to me, I saw Yehu rubbing his hand between my legs and rubbing my pussy from the school urn. Do not tell the story of the film, which has reached the point of rubbing a girl in the love scene, and Sara's mischief has blossomed, and someone is rubbing me, and for a moment my body became murmured and my breath stopped. Immediately I pulled myself aside and shouted, "Don't be stupid, oh, oh." He frowned and said, "I was joking with you, donkey." Of course, Yen only grew taller once. We were angry about the same story for a while. But we reconciled very soon. Until it happened that day ……

It was the last third exam. I was good at math and I was supposed to help Sarah with math. Our blood came and we were studying in Zahra's room. Zahra was finally accepted after a year of failing the entrance exam, and that day, as usual, she was at university in the morning. My mother was also busy with housework. Both of us, Sarah and I, were sitting in blouses and pants, and we did not have a scarf because the non-mahram was not at home. Sarah, who was not paying attention to the lesson at all, was talking. Of all things except the math test. From the wedding she went to last week and how beautiful the bride was. From a dry scarf that her aunt bought her as a gift. The blue-gold bracelet that his mother did not buy him whatever he insisted on. He sneaked his mom's make-up and went to make-up and then quickly wiped it off and… .. he had a headache. Once he came back and said that he had bought a new bra shorts, it was so beautiful and white, and it had a picture of his heart and it was together, so I went back and looked at him and said sarcastically.

• • Mobarake! Do you want to show Ms. "Azdi" (she was our math teacher) to give you a bad twenty exams tomorrow ??

He continued and said:

• • هه هه با مزه. You do not want to show us math. Me and tell me I wanted to show you to see if it is dry or not.

I looked at him with consolation and said:

• • Sarah Joon Toro, God, let's finish the lesson, oh, we will not reach it like this!

He said with a frown and cute and we were busy again. As we were studying, once my mother came to you and said that she wanted to go out for shopping, and then she nodded. He ordered us to go to the house and the kitchen and that's it. I said eyes. My mom left. As soon as the closing voice came to life, Sarah lifted her head from the bookcase and said:

• • Leila Dezdaki, I saw a movie from Reza (she was her brother) yesterday.

- I also looked at it and said we have lessons ها

I ran into my words

• • The whole movie was censored… It brought down the voice: it was a sex movie !!

At that time, super movies were called sexy movies. I had heard the name of a sexy movie once or twice from Sarah herself and once from my grandfather Hamid, who once talked to one of his friends. I knew that the movie would be very "bad bad" sexy movie and a lot of things are ugly and very guilty and so on.

I raised my head in surprise and as I bit my lip I said:

• • Do not lie Sarah? !!

Saram said like someone who regrets what he said

• • God forbid you do not say anything Leila. I would kill anyone you loved, my grandfather.

Then he turned on the light and continued eagerly:

• • But it was very interesting, it was not like any other movie at all. A man and a woman were lying naked on a board….

I asked with surprise and curiosity:

- What are you talking about ?? Naked naked?

-Yeah to God. He just showed the dead KR and the woman.

I breathed and you breathed. I bit my lip and bit. As my eyes were round, I took my hand in front of my mouth and said:

• • Do not lie Sarah?

Then my curiosity blossomed and jumped out of my mouth:

• • What did the dead K.R look like ?!

After Yahoo, I somehow got the word KR in front of Sarah. A sense of embarrassment combined with mischief and guilt. I blushed.

Sarah laughed insidiously and raised her eyebrows and said:

• • Ms. Leila, we had lessons.

I, who were very curious and the fact that the house was empty provoked my mischief, said to the tone of the protest, which, of course, was more of a compliment:

• • Tell me, how was the movie?

- Saram, who was from God, said we should not study

• • Where can I tell. Wow, Leila, you do not know how it was…. I was kind of like it when I saw it.

Then he explained how his brother smelled and turned a bar upside down and knew where to turn it up, and one day when he was alone, he went to the bar and looked at it. When it came to defining the film, he said:

- Oh, Leila did not have a talking movie at all that I want to describe.

I said:

How did you define another film that was censored?

• • That time, you forgot how much you shouted at me in class, you censored censorship

- Well, you were doing ugly things to me.

-If ugly then why would you like me to compliment you? If you hate it, do whatever you like. If we do not like it at all, we will give up and go to school. Leila was very good if you know…

Ajib was working hard, I said:

• • He does not want us to go to school

I jumped at my word

• • A dead athlete came into the room. The big one was just a shirt splatter.

Sarah had not started to praise. I also listened to God and showed myself to be careless. Sarah Wali continued…

• • "A woman was lying on her bed under a blanket. The dead man went to sleep with him behind his back. "Then it started whispering in the listener's ear."

Sarah Ino said that she pulled herself up behind me, who was sitting on the couch and I was leaning on my hands and I was looking at the book. Then I started whispering in my ear. I also showed carefree. He said later

"Then he slowly kissed her ear."

When he said that, he put his lips on my earlobe… for a moment, a spark hit my body…. For a moment, I felt a weak tickling between my legs. But, for example, in order not to face myself, I did not say anything to Sarah to get rid of her. He was listening to me and continued whispering

- "Hey, dead, you lick and kiss his ear like this"

Then he started kissing and licking my earlobe… ..my head was hot… .Sara's tongue is swinging in my ear like this. Again, I did not want to react. I had a vague feeling.

I saw Yahoo kissing the back of my neck

I turned slowly and said reluctantly

- Sarah, don't do it, God sees you as ugly

This reaction was not comparable to shouting that I was not in molasses, and well, Sarah was fuller than that.

• • Donkey now that no one is home… only if you feel bad then.

- "Then, as if the woman was still asleep, the dead man pulled the blanket out of the way .. Leila, by God, there was no tension, not even a shirt. It was clear from his lapash that he did not have a single hair. … Then the dead man took his hand on both sides of the woman and locked her in front of her. ”

What he said hugged me from behind

- "You kissed her like this later"

Sarah was kissing the back of my neck as she hugged me from behind, my whole body was moaning. His breath and his tongue bit the back of my neck.

- ”The woman's nipples were tight Leila !! Just like you are now. "My breasts tightened like this when I looked."

I looked down for a moment and saw that my nipples were sticking out of my yellow blouse. My blouse was tight. Why was I like this? I wanted to kill myself outside Sarah's arms, I did not feel. I do not know the reason, somehow maybe I liked that state, maybe curiosity.

"Then he took the woman's nipple"

He said that he grabbed both my breasts with both hands دم I was in pain for a moment, but then I felt something sparkle from my nipple, it spread all over my body and then went between my legs. I felt murmured, my hair was spiky, I felt short of breath, Sarah would not let go, she would rub my breasts. I was really breathing. The more you rubbed, the hotter I got.

- "Then he turned to the woman who woke up and kissed her lips"

I had really let myself down somehow next to Sarah. I felt good that I did not react to the kiss on the lips first. But then I answered his kiss. I was really breathing. He was still rubbing my chest. It felt very good.

- "Wow, Leila, how tall are your sweet girl lips"

He said that I came to myself for a moment and I was afraid that no one would see us. I pulled myself together and said:

- "Sarah, ugly, God bless you, let one see, our honor is gone م I was killing my mother"

"No one is home, no one understands, do you just hate it?" "God does not understand anything, he has just left his good place."

When he said that, Yahoo put his lips on the lips of my hand, which I was leaning on, he pulled it from under me, so that we lay face to face in the room. I clung to him and his feet covered my legs. Soft breasts I gasped as I pressed on my chest. Sarah was still complimenting me. Of course, I was out of breath and it turned out that he had become something himself.

- "Then the dead man put his hand on the woman"

When he said that, he put his hand between my legs…. Vasara and I were sleeping facing each other in a blouse and pants in the middle of the room, and we were kissing each other لب .. As soon as he touched my pussy, I caught fire. I was out of breath. I was really hot, I was just enjoying it, my eyes would not open anymore. I wanted to put so much pressure on Sarah to get into my body. With his two fingers, he rubbed Kasm with all his might. I felt the edges of my pussy fall apart and my shirt goes away… ..Oh my God, I was just having fun. I instinctively started rubbing her pussy. But his pants were wet. For a moment I thought he was pissed. But I did not care, I just wanted to have the feeling that I have that moment. For a moment I felt myself wet. Yes, I was completely wet… .. I put my hand on my pussy next to Sara, who was rubbing me heavily. I opened my eyes forcibly.

• • آآآآآآآه… .اه اُههاییییییی لیلا جون توهم بر من بمال

- I started rubbing it again. We were like crazy, our bodies were hot. We were breathing, I was getting more and more excited. The hand that was opening my lap and wet my shirt was rubbing against the edges of my lap, I was going crazy. We could only breathe.

-Ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I felt that something was boiling in my stomach just below my navel. My hands were shaking. Saram's hands were the same. The swelling in my stomach was getting worse. Breathing was harder again. Our voice was a mixture of screaming and breathing. Shortness of breath and a lot of pain.

• • اح… ها… اااااااااه ی hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

هی .Hey you rub me. I also rubbed it faster. His shirt was soaking wet, and now his moisture was completely drained from his pants, and my hands were wet like his hands (which I was sure were dripping). I saw for a moment that I could not breathe. My full breath came and something seemed to startle in my mouth, and with all its intensity, all the cups were spread from the clean tip to the ends of my hair. My head whistled and I felt strangely light as if I were in the clouds. My legs start shaking involuntarily. یه آآآآآآآآآآآهههههههههههههههههههههههههههه. My breath came back to my eyes. It really could not be opened, I was just thinking that Sarah would share in my feelings. His eyes were closed like mine. When I opened my eyes, he opened his eyes a few seconds later and looked at me. Unconsciously, we went to each other's lips tightly, sucking on our lips with all our being.

I had a strange feeling about it. I did not know what it was. To love? Innocence? Lust? I do not know, I was just happy to know that he felt the same way.

• • For a few minutes, as we lay face to face, we all looked at each other and said nothing… ..Yehu broke the silence and said in a quiet voice and a smile in the corner of his mouth:

- You were well wet, Ms. Mathematics know !! (Later, when he himself said that, I realized that this wetting of someone was due to insects)

I took a bite and blushed and said in retaliation:

- You were not a little wet, Sarah Khanum!

Yehu Sarah took her fingers from my lap and put them in front of her face and winked at me and said

• • Wow, Leila, by God, we should not take off any of our pants.

When he said this, Pashd stopped and asked

- Too wet?

He had a beautiful damp spot. His pants, which were the same pants that accompanied his school uniform. I said

• • It does not matter if you put on a tent, no one will see you until you go home

He laughed and said, "Well, I was wearing my shirt, otherwise I think it would make your blood run dry."

I remembered his shirt saying he had just bought a white bra. That moment I really wanted to see him. I said with a sigh

Can you show me your white shirt ?!

He paused and bent down without delay, pulled down his pants, and opened them again. Ten minutes later, he had pulled out his tent and his blood was gone, but I will never forget the scene I saw in my life, when he wore his shirt:

In a tight white shirt with a design of small red hearts, which was wet in front of water and folded in the middle at the edges of Sara کس's body…. The red heart that was on the edge of the cut and half of it was left between the edges of the cut…. It was wetter than all… ..

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