School Days By Dev (Zeus_ind@yahoo.co.in) We had just moved to Pune. I had got admission in Saint Xavier (a Roman Catholic Missionary School), and was looking forward to attend my new school. My father dropped me at the school, as I had missed my bus on the very first day. Actually, I had intentionally missed the bus, because I wanted to go to School on my new Motor Bike (Hero Honda - CBZ), but my plan failed when Papa told me that the School had strict rules regarding the transportation of students. It was compulsory to obtain a driving license to park the vehicle in the school premises, and since I was 17 then, there was no chance that I could obtain a license, since the legal age of obtaining a driving license is 18 in India. I entered the school premises and was not surprised to see that it was built over an extraordinarily large compound. After the assembly, I entered my new Classroom. There were roughly 25 students present of which around 10 were girl students. The teacher introduced me to my classmates. Though, all the girls were good looking, but one really caught my eye. The seat on her right was vacant, so I headed towards it. She smiled at me as I was sitting on the chair. Her smile really was divine. She had such a beautiful face with sharply chiseled features and high cheekbones. Her shoulders were very broad and thick and even though, she had a full-sleeved blouse, her arms looked thick and tight. First up, we had to face our Macro Economics teacher. By the way, 'Quantity theory of Money' really sucks. No sooner had he left, that our Mathematics teacher entered the class, and asked me to solve a problem of Differentiation, which I couldn't. Anyway, we had a well deserved 20 minutes recess after our Mathematics class. I looked towards my lovely neighbour and smiled. "Hi! I am Monika." She said, offering her hand. "I am Raj. Nice to meet you." I replied taking her hand. Surprisingly, she had a very strong grip. I noticed that her wrists were thicker than mine. "So, Raj. Why did you join the school in mid-term? A third of our course is already over." "Well. My Dad got transferred here and so we had to move from Jodhpur." "Oh! You are from Rajasthan." She said. "I went there a year ago with my parents. It is really a very beautiful State. I especially liked those gigantic Royal Palaces you have in abundance there. They are so beautiful. " "Yeah! There are many beautiful Royal Palaces of the Kshatriya Kings in Rajasthan." I really wasn't in a mood of discussing the Wonders of Rajasthan. So I said "Would you tell me about the topics which have been covered in the class, so that I could go through them at home." "Yeah! Why not? Here, I'll write the names of the chapters." She said. So, the day went by smoothly. I talked to some other guys. The entire class was very friendly, except 2 guys. The others told me that, those three were the bullies of the school. Their names were Rajiv and Avinash. Some of my classmates cautioned me to stay away from them. Anyway, after the afternoon prayer, we headed for our school buses. And as I was about to get aboard my bus, I saw Rajiv and Avinash coming towards me. "Hey! Stay away from Monika, or you'll really pay for it." Rajiv told me in a threatening tone. "Why don't you guys go mind your own business?" I said, dismissing them and turning towards the door of the bus. "Not so soon." I felt a heavy hand on my shoulder. I turned to face them. Though I knew that if I got into fight with them, not much of my body parts would remain intact. But I didn't want to be categorised as a coward, so I had to put up a bold front. "Just remain away from Monika and you'll be safe." This time, it was Avinash. "Hey Raj!" I heard a spirited voice of a young girl. It was of Monika. They left as they saw Monika coming. They probably didn't want to make a bad impression on her. "Hi, what are you doing here?" I asked. "I always come here after the school dismissal and perform Bharat Natyam (Tamil Nadu's Classical Dance), and then the students in the bus give me money." "What?" I asked bewildered. "Just kidding, silly. Why would anyone come near a Bus? I go home in this bus." Great! I thought. So she had a sense of humour too. We boarded the bus. She took a corner seat and motioned me to sit on the same seat. "So, where do you live?" She asked me. "Vajra Vihar." "Really, which pocket?" "Pocket-1, A-152" "Great. I live in Pocket-2, S-46 in Vajra Vihar. That's just three blocks away." Well, this was an extremely heartening discovery. That meant, that I could see her even during the evening hours. "So, do you play Tennis?" "Sure." I had never held a tennis racquet before. You know, it's always either Cricket, hockey or Chess for us, Indian boys. May be a bit of football (soccer) too! But, the females are inclined towards other sports like Badminton, Tennis etc. Anyway, I would even have skydived if such a beauty were there with me. So, playing tennis was no problem. And yeah, I did watch tennis if say, Mary Pierce, Martina Hingis or Anna Kournikova were playing. So, I had a decent idea, what was meant by Ace or Deuce etc. "Why don't we meet in the Vajra Sports Complex at 5:30 this evening, and play a bit of tennis? It's been months since I've ever had any competition. You seem to be in good shape." Well, I was in decent physical condition. At 5ft9, I weighed in at 162 pounds. Monika looked to be around 5ft6, but looking at her so tight and toned body, she would have weighed in at around 140-145 pounds. If no one had given her any competition before, how would I? But it wouldn't do much good, if I backed out now. So, after reaching home, I ran towards the Television and tuned into DD-Sports. Luckily there was some live action going on. Leander Paes and Mahesh Bhupati were taking on some Swedes. For the first time in my life, I watched men's tennis. 'Hey! Its not too tough to play tennis, when all you have to do is to keep on hitting the ball with such a wide racquet.' I thought to myself. At 5:15, I left my house. I had donned a blue coloured tracksuit, and a pair of spiked cricket shoes, since I did not know, which type of shoes do tennis players wear. I entered the Sports Complex and asked for directions. Exactly, at 5:30 I reached the tennis courts. There was a list, which showed the reservations. Court No.17 - Monika Sen. So, I headed towards Court 17. My mouth dropped as soon as I entered the Court and looked at Monika. She wore a bodyhugging sleeveless blouse that showed off her young full breasts, which seemed so firm. Her shoulders looked so broad and thick. And those arms! They were so muscular and powerful. Even little movements in her arms caused her biceps to jump up. They were atleast 14 inches in diameter and looked so firm and hard. Below she had a cream coloured short skirt, which hid not an inch of her powerful thigh muscles, which were easily 25 inches thick. "Hi there." She smiled ever so gorgeously and I was again entranced in her beauty. "Hi! You look great." "Thanks." She said. "You're ready." "Yeah!" The curtain was about to fall. I was about to make a fool out of myself. Anyway, the game started. She was to serve first. WHAM! She served with such power, that the ball shot past me like a bullet. I didn't even get time to react. 'Tennis is not so easy afterall!' I thought to myself. She smiled in satisfaction at her murderous Ace. The next serve was even more powerful than then the first one. I got a jolt as the ball hit my racquet. I was stunned by the impact. "Are you all right? You don't look so good." She asked, concerned. I couldn't take it any longer. It is better to tell the truth rather than making an ass of yourself. So, I decided to tell her the truth. "Actually, I had injured my wrist a few days back. The pain had receded so I thought I could play tennis as I used to play before the injury, but I guess I was wrong." OK! This was not true, but come on! "Why didn't you tell me?" She asked as she ran towards me. "Is it hurting?" "No! I am fine." "What happened? How did it get injured?" Now, it was time for another lie. " Well! I had a minor road accident. Really, its nothing. Forget about it." So, I saved the evening. Later, I escorted her to her house. "Come on in." She said. "No! Its all right." "Come on!" She took my hand and pulled me inside. Her grip was amazingly strong. She introduced me to her parents, who were really cordial. They were leaving for a party. After seeing them off, she took me into her room. "Here. Take these notes, if you want." She said, handing me a few notebooks. "Thanks." Later we talked about each other, knowing our interests, habits. In short we had a great time. Of course, a lot of my attention was fixed in her so massive and muscular body! I had been staring continuously at her massive arms, when she notices my stare. "What are you looking at?" She said smilingly. "Nothing! Its just that you look so strong." "I just don't look strong, I am strong. I am deep into javelin throw, swimming and tennis, since 10 years. "Look at these." And she flexed her biceps. They hardened into two massive balls of muscle. "Feel them". She commanded. I felt the swell of her pumped muscle. They were so smooth, and firm and felt like a rock. My dick was getting hard, so I reluctantly removed my hands from those sexy mounds of sheer muscle. They were atleast an inch thicker than my 13.5-inch biceps. "Wow!" I exclaimed. "You like them. Don't you." "I like you more than them." I sincerely replied. For a moment, she seemed shocked, but then she started smiling. "You have never played tennis before, have you? And nothing's wrong with your wrist." She said with a mischievous smile. "You are right." I said looking away. She leaned in towards me and implanted a soft kiss on my lips. Then, she took me in her arms and started kissing me passionately. She was so intense that it took my breath away. "I too like you a lot. You're so cute." She said breaking the kiss. Eying me seductively, she pulled me into her muscular body, wrapping her massive arms around my ass, she lifted me off the ground. I was completely elated to be lifted so easily by this cute muscle-bound mantlepiece. "You are not so heavy! My love." She muttered as she disengaged one arm of hers and tore away my track suit in a single fluent motion. I was astonished by such intensity, which aroused me even more. She put me down and ordered me to remove her clothes. Slowly, I removed her blouse, which exposed her flat and tight stomach. Then I removed her bra, exposing her lovely full breasts. They were so firm with gorgeous pink nipples. Next up, her skirt came off, completely exposing her 25 inch thunder thighs. They were so massive and muscular. I wanted to be enveloped in her lush young voluptuous thighs. I would just melt! No sooner had I removed her panties, she again wrapped her massive arms below my waist, and lifted me up by minimal effort on her part. My member had swelled enormously as she hoisted me even higher. Then she lowered me so that my penis was below her hairy pussy. She did not even let my feet touch the ground and started maneuvering me into her. Her vaginal muscles were so tight. She started raising and lowering me into her. She was able to move me so easily. I was so excited that she was so so strong. Her power and strength were so sexy. Suddenly we were aware of someone else's presence in the room."We warned you! Didn't we?"Rajiv said in a grave manner. Avinash just smiled, as Monika put me down hastily and rushed towards her clothes to cover herself. To be continued.