DISCLAIMER: This story has a strong exhibitionist theme. If it is not your cup of tea, I strongly urge you not to go ahead. The author strongly recommends safe sexual practices to be followed to avoid STDs and unwanted pregnancies.
All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age.
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Navin woke up early in the morning. His bladder was full and he couldn't control it anymore. He has hardly ever woken up this early in his life. He got up cursing himself, "Damn!"
He headed out without locking the door and slowly walked to the bathrooms at the end of the alley. He tried to keep his eyes closed so that his sleep is not disturbed. Had he opened his eyes, he would have seen a very naked Manoj humping Harshita through her bedroom window. But, he had closed his eyes and walked ahead with only one goal: to reach the washroom to empty his bladder.
He went to the washroom, locked himself in a stall, sat on the toilet and relieved himself. Relieved of the pressure, he slumbered on the side wall of the toilet stall and dozed off.
Navin woke up to the sound of the shower in the adjacent stall. He murmured to himself, "This must be my new record: to sleep in the toilet."
Navin walked out and washed his hands. He looked at himself in the mirror. Messed up hair, dry lips. He looked like a homeless man. He sprayed a little water on his hair and adjusted it with his fingers. He gargled water. Looking back at the mirror, he felt better.
As he turned to the door, the view Navin saw was etched into his memory forever. He immediately thought that he was dreaming.
"A naked girl seductively swaying her hips, definitely a dream," he thought. Still, it felt so real. And, it looked like Harshita.
Harshita had been Navin's crush since he attained puberty. They fought in almost everything, but deep inside Navin admired her. She has been his sole fantasy for a long time. He wondered many times how she would look naked. He never thought he would experience it today.
Navin's eyes were transfixed at the naked girl's swaying ass. His lips uttered, "Harshita!"
Harshita froze.
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Being an inexperienced teenager, he thought women had no hair in their privates like those of porn stars. But, the reality was so different. Harshita had a dusky skin tone. The light from the washroom door silhouetted Harshita against the relatively dark inside of the washroom. Navin could see Harshita's tiny hair standing on her neck. Her hand covered her perky boobs with her palm cupping her nipples. Her champagne flute-shaped gap between her legs revealed her untrimmed bush.
"Damn, so beautiful," he thought to himself.