75 Chapter 75 : Ninety Degree Shovel (R18+)
"What are you doing?" Das asked in a hissing tone as Sheela directly poked on his little brother. Sheela laughed at his reaction like a small girl.
"Stop laughing… you should not do poking on this thing." Das said while adjusting his little brother into a comfortable position.
"Are you hurt?" Sheela questioned.
"It's ok…" Das replied while trying to avoid her piercing gaze. After brief silence Sheela put forward a weird request.
"Das, let me take a look at it." Sheela asked as she pointed her finger towards his protruding crouch area.
"What!!..." Das took a moment to understand what is she asking about.
"Are you sure?" Das asked with a weird look as he did not expect this type of request from this ice queen. Inside the college, everyone is thinking that she is a goddess and an ice queen… but here, she is asking to see my Eiffel tower.
"Hmmhh… what a strange girl." Das thought while thinking about Sheela's reputation.
Sheela nodded her head like a chicken as she wants to check out his standing pole.
"Then check it out on your own." Das replied as he lifted both hands upward in a freedom gesture. Without waiting for another moment, Sheela used her both hands to dig out treasure from his pants. Just as she pulled his underwear… a long ninety-degree shovel emerged in a swinging motion.
"What should I do now...?" Sheela asked after staring at his rod for a long time with curious looks. Instead of replying to her atypical question… Das held her both hands and placed them on his long shaft and after that he moved her hands to and fro on the top.
"You should massage it like this…" Das said with a satisfactory smile. After moving her hands for another minute… Das gave the full control over his gear rod to Sheela.
"Hey… gently. Don't use force." Das blurted out as Sheela is gripping hardly.
"How much time should I move it like this?" Sheela asked while continuing her virgin experience of moving a hand pump.
"It depends on your skill… if it won't work, you can use your mouth to suck it like an ice cream cone."
"Yak… stop saying nonsense." Sheela put on weird expression after listening to the mouth part.
"Haha… don't act like that. After getting more experience… you will like the sucking part rather than giving a hand job." Das replied with sly laughter. Inside this dark theatre with scares population, Das enjoyed her hand pumping care freely.
He also slowly started using his hands to rub her boobs. As she did not reject his actions, Das removed her top shirt buttons and inserted his hands to feel her soft mounds.
The sensual pleasure from her nipples made Sheela moan with a satisfying expression and her inner cave is already dripping with the dew drops. Even after twenty minutes of constant pumping with her both hands… Das pole stood erect without backing down.
Finally, Sheela decided to use her mouth to cool down the heat from the standing fire rod. While Das continued to pinch her nipples, she bent down and tasted the top red portion in a hesitant manner.
Das continued to guide her by giving instructions on how to proceed. He made her suck everything including the ball. She did not deny any of his requests as she is more curious to know about it.
While his little brother was deep inside her throat… Das held her head tightly against his crouch and released the nice cream into her mouth with a satisfied expression. Even though Sheela did not understand what is going as Das suddenly forced her head… She tried to bear with it.
Finally, after completely releasing the juices… Das released head leisurely.
"Ahhk… ahhk…"
Sheela started coughing vigorously while using her hands to cover her mouth. But both her hands got a white gummy liquid which came out of her mouth. Das immediately passed on the tissues which were offered at Pizza delivery.
"So, is this all sperm....?" Sheela asked while cleaning her hands and mouth with tissues.
"Yeah… That is the DeVine liquid to make babies." Das said with a small grin.
"Next time, tell me before forcing it into my mouth!..." Sheela said as she is buttoning her shirt.
"I'm sorry… it all happens in an instinct. I will control it next time." Das replied assuringly.
"Das, let's go… I want to go for wash room." Sheela asked as she picked up her back pack.
"Ok…" Das agreed without asking any more questions. Das waited outside while Sheela enter inside the women's rest room. Inside the rest room… Sheela first cleaned her wet cave as it still dripping.
After another fifteen minutes Sheela came out with a happy smile.
"Should I drop you home...?" Das asked with happy smile while walking outside the theatre.
"Nah… I will book an UBER taxi. My house is little far from here." Sheela said as she took out her mobile to book a cab. Das gave a sendoff to her with sweet kiss on cheeks as the cab arrived on time.
The time is still four O'clock in the evening… So, Das decided to meet the old man at the training centre. Das need to train for the upcoming duel as lot of things are at stake in that blood duel.
After that he did not think much… took out his Enfield from the parking lot and raced towards the training centre of the Reddy family. Forty minutes later, Das parked his bike before the training centre and took the elevator to the top floor.
The entire training centre is looking like dojo with open halls and duel rings. Das directly walked on to the training place where the fighters are doing their norm.
Surprising Das saw the forty-year-old aunty Ruth who is seriously guiding the fighters by showing the fist moments. The old man for whom Das came personally is stood at one side like a side character.
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