Sweet Chillies- Episode 6

Part 1

Sahil Shah, brushed his hand through his hair. His hair bounced up and down like Pamela anderson’s Assets when she ran on the beach on Baywatch and then fell in place nicely. He looked at his handsome face in the mirror and smiled a smile that would have blinded him had he not been wearing his sun-glasses and looking cool. He was THE stud at The Panchgani Institute of Commerce and Economics. Every girl looked at him longingly, if not outright lusting after his good looks, hot body and cute bum.

He had already finished dating 5 girls and had dumped them after finding out that they would only surrender themselves completely to him after marriage. He was currently going out with Shweta Ajmera. She looked like something between a babe and a really hot woman. Not only was she good-looking, she was also very willing.

Shweta’s nicknames were usually words like, “slut”, “Nympho” and “Vaccumm Cleaner”(or her proficiency in... err... sucking things) She had a rich tradition of going out with boys, Shweta Ajmera: dating boys since 2004(when she turned 13.) She was known to have lost her virginity, so long back that no one remembered when she had lost it. Usually you would see her cat-walking her way across the campus in clothes that revealed a lot about her and of her.

In short she had all that Sahil wanted in a girl. On their first date she had smooched him. On the second she had put her hand on his thigh. This was going to be their third date and she agreed to do it with him.

Sahil shah entered her room. She got up and kissed him. After that there was a lot of physical expression of love and clothes flew about the place. The time had come for the final act of intimacy when sahil noticed something was wrong. His “little man” was feeling sick today. His “Pole” refused, for some mysterious reason to stand up today. He looked at the hot body of shweta and he couldnt understand why he couldn’t stand up. Shweta was growing irritated and had begun fiddling with her cell. “get it up fast” was her advice.

‘Aishwarya Rai... Angelina Jolie... Porn...’ thought Sahil, but his “length” refused to stand even with the crutch of his imagination. He hit it, he beat it, he even threatened it with a scissor, but his “stick” refused to move under such pressure, shrinking further into its shell like a tortoise. Finally sahil gave up.

“uh... Shweta darling, am afraid am not feeling too well, so I don’t think we will be able to do anything tonight.” He said, sheepishly, hoping the earth would swallow him up and shit his remains in heaven.

“Ok babe!” said Shweta, “But you look really funny in the video!” she cooed.

She had been recording him on her cellphone.

Part 2

2 days later, a teacher, Mr. Bholerao, barged into the Principal’s office, with a cellphone.

“Sir” reported Bholerao, “I have confiscated this mobile from one of the students. They were seeing a Video on it. It were best you saw it yourself. It involves two students of this institute.

Bholerao left the phone with the Principal and stormed out. Mr. Devendra Bhatt, The Principal, looked at the video of Sahil shah unsuccessfully trying to rouse his slumbering “dragon” and shook his head. ‘students nowadays’ he thought to himself, ‘cant do anything right.’

In two minutes his peon had brought Shweta in front of him.

“Mrs. Ajmera I have heard... I mean... seen something very disturbing about you.” He said.

“What have you seen... sir?” said shweta. She was wearing a top whose neck seemed to end at her waist.

“Well I am seeing a lot” said the Principal honestly, “But I am referring to an MMS clip that you have supposedly taken.”

“oh that!” giggled shweta, “what about that?”

“what were you doing in that? Explain yourself.” Said the principal

“Sir we were trying to have intercourse.” Said Shweta, as if she were saying that they were both having pharsan.

The Principal was taken aback by her frankness. He was expecting her to make excuses and defend herself, if not outright deny the allegations. But she seemed to be embracing them with such glee that it unnerved him.

“errr... well... and... what else do you have to say...”

“well we tried doing it, but his “bird” just wouldn’t stand-up.” said Shweta, “does that happen with you also sir?”

“WHAT!?!?” said the principal. He couldnt possibly tolerate this from a student... or could he? “No... it never happens with me...” he said softly.

“Oh good..” said shweta coming closer, “Then you could probably do what Sahil couldnt.”

An hour later, Shweta was let off after being told not to repeat her actions. Or maybe repeat them just once more next Thursday.