My Friend’s Brother’s Eyes on My Breasts

Hello, my name is Jasmine. I am 34 years old now. I have fair skin, a slender body, and smooth waist. Even today, when people in the neighborhood see me, their eyes get fixed on me and saliva starts dripping from their mouths.

In my family, I have a 14-year-old son and a 10-year-old daughter. My husband is mostly away for work. I stay at home, teach the children, and manage the house. But this story is from the time when I wasn’t married yet and my virginity was broken for the first time.

At that time, my friend Maria and I had just stepped into youth. Maria was a bit smarter and naughtier than me. She had already had affairs with several boys, while I was a completely simple girl. We both studied in the same school.

At my house, there were mom and dad. I was their only child. They raised me with a lot of care and emphasized studies. So that their pride wouldn’t be hurt, I never even talked to any boy. I just stayed immersed in my books quietly.

At Maria’s house, besides her parents, there was an elder brother, Connor. He was about five years older than us. I called him Connor brother and he treated me like his little sister. When we had any study problems, we would ask him. He explained everything patiently and lovingly.

One day, I was sitting at home with my books open, studying. Mom and dad were sitting in front discussing my marriage. Dad was saying, “I’ve found a boy. Good family. We’ll soon talk to his family and fix the marriage.

Just then Maria came to my house and heard all this. She smiled and winked at me.

Mom saw Maria and said, “Come daughter, sit. Where are you going? You just play around all day?”

Maria replied laughing, “Oh auntie, I’m still young, right? Let me play a bit. Once I get married, when will I get the chance? There’s a swing set up in the garden today. We’re going to swing under the mango tree.”

Mom’s face became a bit stern. She knew Maria well. She didn’t like Maria’s naughty antics and her mixing too much with boys. So she wanted to keep me away from Maria.

Still, mom said, “Okay fine. But come back home before evening. Don’t swing too high, you’ll fall.”

I was very happy. It was the month of Auntmn. The village was full of green gardens everywhere. Mango trees were laden with fruit. Friends went there to swing.

We both reached the garden. Several girls were already swinging there. We set up our swing and started swinging. Nearby, some boys were playing. Where there are girls, there are sure to be boys.

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Among them was a boy named William. He liked Maria a lot and always kept looking at her. Maria also liked him deep down, although she was having an affair with another boy. Still, she couldn’t push William away.

Maria called William to set up the swing. William started talking to Maria under the pretext of raising the swing higher. Maria was replying laughing loudly. I was nearby too, but then William’s two-three friends came and started hitting on me too.

I didn’t want to talk at all. So I kept swinging quietly. But Maria was stuck to William. William would swing her hard from behind, and when the swing came back, he would grab her waist or shoulders. Maria was laughing happily.

This way Maria and William had a lot of fun. Then we both came back home.

In the evening, Maria and I were sitting on the rooftop talking. Then Connor bro passed by below. I called out, “Connor brother!”

He stopped and looked up, “What’s up Jasmine?”

I said, “Bro, I need some help with math.”

Connor smiled, “Okay. I’ll come in the evening. I’ll teach both of you together.”

I was very happy. I quickly made food, fed mom and dad, and said I’m going to the veranda to study with Connor brother.

Our house had a side room called the veranda. No one easily disturbed there.

In the evening, Connor bro and Maria both came. We three spread a mat on the floor, sat down, and started studying.

Mom fully trusted Connor. She knew he helped with household chores and studies.

Connor was sitting between us two. Maria was weak in studies. She would get sleepy quickly. Brother would scold her, “Maria, study attentively. Don’t sleep.”

I was smart, so bhaiya explained to me very lovingly. That day Maria fell asleep. She lay down on the side and slept.

Connor said, “Okay, let her sleep. We’ll wake her when studies are done.”

Then he started teaching me. I was listening very attentively. In between, while writing in my book, his hand would touch mine. I would get a bit shy but wouldn’t say anything.

Then brother stopped. I saw his gaze fixed on my breasts. I was bent over, so the depth was clearly visible from my top.

I got extremely shy. My cheeks turned red. Our eyes met. Both got nervous. Connor quickly looked down, and I also started looking at the book.

Then studies resumed. We kept talking. Brother would sometimes bring up other fun topics. I listened enjoyably and asked questions. He explained lovingly. In between, he would pinch my cheeks or lightly put hand on my shoulder. We both would smile.

Studies continued till around 10 at night. Then I went to sleep. Connor woke Maria and took her home.

Many days passed like this. Gradually, Connor bhaiya’s behavior started changing. Now he joked more with me. During talks, he would sit close. Sometimes lightly touch my waist, sometimes run fingers through my hair. I would brush it off laughing, but deep down I started feeling something strange.

The rest of the story in the next part.