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I love YouTube. It's where I spend most of my time. I love following and subscribing to people who speak on self care, fashion and other related topics. My girlfriend who is in to the make up and fashion industry actively follows beautiful ladies on YouTube. One of them and perhaps the most beautiful according to me is Chahat.
Chahat is in around her early twenties, residing in the town of Bangalore. She's really fair, petite and unbelievably gorgeous. She's a model and part time make up artist and also a fashion and make up blogger on YouTube.
I got to know her through my girlfriend. They were apparently in the same school but never really spoke to each other. My girlfriend however appreciated her beauty and talent and hence admired her. She once called me to show one of her videos where Chahat spoke about a particular hairstyle so my girlfriend wanted my opinion on if or not the same thing would suit her. I was awestruck and kept on looking at the beauty on the screen. I forgot my girlfriend was right next to me. I came out of my moment when my girlfriend hit my hand really hard and asked me to stop staring. I could barely hide the smile on my face. However, my girlfriend didn't pay much attention to it and dumped the issue.
I personally started watching Chahat's videos secretly. I secretly followed her on every social media she was on. I knew even the smallest update about her within a few minutes of it going viral. I fell in love with her and wanted to meet her. I had a fair idea about where she lived because I tricked my girlfriend in to getting the information. I now wandered in her area hoping to get a glimpse of the ethereal beauty.
I did this for like a month but had no luck and could never see her. I then decided to go at timings where people were more likely to get out of their houses. I chose a nearby park where I thought she might come for jogging in the morning or in the evening. My analysis and calculation worked.
On a Sunday morning I saw a beautiful petite chick jogging around the park. She had her sweat shirt on wore skin fit pants which accentuated her curves. I was in state of trance you know like the one where one feels after they get the high because of alcohol or marijuana. I stood there with my jaw literally hitting my chest. I finally saw what I had waited to see since so many days. I think she saw me checking her out and gave me a smile and started to jog out of the park. I was still confused and lost not knowing what to do. She disappeared out of my sight. I wanted to follow her and stalk her and probably at least know where she lived. I ran after her and luckily I could catch a final glimpse of her entering a house. I was relieved. I finally knew where she lived.
Now I was even more crazy about her. I approached her through Instagram and snapchat but had no luck as she had nearly a hundred thousand followers so it was not possible for her to exclusively spot me from those thousands of messages. I then decided it was best to probably have a direct introduction. The chances of it being successful was higher than the other way.
I packed my stuff and headed off to the park on the next Sunday morning. It was 15kms from my place. It would be crazy if I told someone I went to jog at a park that far from home. I changed in to my jogging outfit and began jogging around the park. I found people looking at me probably because I was a new face or maybe I just looked good or too bad I don't know. Anyways, since I'm a footballer I am quite fit and agile. I knew how to take care of myself because of all the YouTube. So I knew I wasn't that bad a deal.
A few minutes later Chahat got in to the park and started jogging. My heart paced up seeing her. I didn't know what to do. Trying my best to keep my composure I started jogging behind her. The way her ass swayed, I swear I'd hug the floor because I couldn't make out if I was walking on the pathway or the lawn. A minute later I actually fell. She stopped and looked back. I was still looking at her and I gave her a smile. She smiled back realising how I must have fallen because of her. She then continued jogging. I sat on a nearby bench and let my eyes do the jogging behind her.
She passed by me several times. Now since I was getting her front view I found a hard bulge in my pants. She probably saw it too and decided to ignore. The smile however continued. Soon she was done for the day and she headed home. I followed her and then came back home. This went on for a few Sunday's until she switched her timings.
She started coming in the evenings instead of morning. I don't know why she did that but maybe I was bothering her a little too much. However, I did not give up. I switched too. I now decided il talk to her. So the next time I met her I went straight up to her and spoke.
It was a fairly good conversation and then she said she had to go. I let her go and I did not follow her this time. I was still in the park and I saw her return. She looked tensed and I enquired about what had happened. She told me that she lost her ring that her boyfriend gave her. I was a little shocked but I helped her anyway.
I soon found the ring and gave it to her. She became happy and she hugged me. With the very feel of her boobs against my chest. My dick was hard as a rock. She definitely felt it brush against her inner thighs. She looked down to see and gave me a smile. Instead of just leaving like she usually does she invited me to her place for coffee because I helped her find the ring. It was hard for me to walk with the boner, but I managed.
We reached her house and she locked the door. She looked at me for a second and then pushed me against the wall. She slid her hand inside my shorts and stroked my already hard cock. It was surreal. I was still shocked though. Why would a girl who was tensed about her ring given by her boyfriend do that to a guy who was nothing but a stranger. I didn't need answers then though. I stood like a statue and I let her do whatever she wanted to.