Leaning My Naughty

Ahli

The world seems to be slowing down. The breeze felt refreshing, the green grass that seemed to be twitching on the back. Nice warm breath.

Soft, warm and thrilling. It was as if there was a sting running through every vein of the Nurbaya. Afraid? Where is the fear? Disgusted? Where is his disgust? There was a strange feeling running through.

The first experience, not with her lover, who had asked for and waited for her for so long, but from the young man whom she considered Little Sister.

I don't know how long those lips have been clashing. Until Satria let go and looked at the Nurbaya's bead that was still stunned blankly.

Satria smiled, then released the body she was hugging, sitting back on the grass while rubbing her lips. Nurbaya is still like a living statue, not the slightest change of position. His mind is still glaring.

“Young Master, Young Master.” heard a voice call from Mona from there.

“Iya Bi. I'm here with Brother.” said Satria.

“Private teacher Young Master has arrived.” Mona.

“Kak, I go first yes. Thanks.” whispered Satria gently in her ear, then left Nurbaya still frozen.

Satria walked towards Bi Mona. “The teacher is waiting in the study room what is the living room, Bi?”

“Aunty told me to wait in the study room, Young Master.”

“Alright, then I go there first Bi.” Satria walked into the study room.

Mona walked over to Nurbaya, who was still sleeping on the grass. “Aya, why sleep here? Later can be bitten mites, itching deh.”

“Oi, Aya!” call Mona again, patting her on the shoulder.

“Aaaaaaa....!!!” Nurbaya suddenly shouted, making Bi Mona surprised.

“This you?! Want to make Mom a hanger?” Mona was carrying Nurbaya's ear.

Huh Hah Huh Hah! He breathed hard, surprised at the applause of Mona, his mother. Now he must suffer with jewels in the ears.

“Do not sleep here!” mona said. Then stand away leaving Nurbaya.

Nurbaya is still sitting petrified on the green grass land. Digesting, remembering, what just happened? Is it real or is he hallucinating again?

He shook his head strongly. Patting his cheek. Then the last one, touched his own lips.

“So what does Satria do?” Thinks.

“Is that a lip kiss? Is that how it feels?” ask in the heart.

The kiss felt like fireworks bursting from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Warm, thrilling, and fun.

“This is what Erian wants?” Still groping his lips.

For a moment he woke up. “Naughty Boy! He's using me! He kissed my lips!!”

“Satriaaa.........!!!!! Naughty Boy! Watch out!!!! Nurbaya screamed.

As if now the nest of birds was hit by an earthquake, then the birds flew scattered, so surprised to hear the cry of the Nurbaya.

The satria? Of course being happy and smiling knots now.

Nurbaya stood up and patted her clothes, then walked quickly.

Brak! Pushing strongly the door of Satria's room. There was no human in sight, he opened the door to the bathroom, the dressing room, Zong, all empty, no Satria.

Nurbaya walks around with a waistline, muttering. “Awas you Satria! Watch you!”

Walk to the pool. There ain't!

Walk to the terrace, walk to the gym.

Walking into the kitchen, there was only the waiter and Mona there.

“Bu, Young Master Satria where, yes?” the question is friendly, being emotionally restrained. Now he wants to explode with anger.

“Again in the study room.” Mona said.

“Oh.”

“Why?” ask Mona.

“Hm, no Ma'am. Just wanted to ask about the shirt.”

“Which clothes? Why the Young Master's shirt?” Mona asked full of questions.

“There's nothing, Mom. Earlier Tuan Muda asked me to wash his clothes.” explained Nurbaya.

“You are always nosy to Young Master. Where can I trust you,” said Mona.

“I went there first, Ms.” said Nurbaya, no longer want to argue with her mother.

Nurbaya walked into the study room, stood up and peeked at the open door.

“Ah, there is her Teacher!” Nurbaya grumbling.

Nurbaya finally decided to lay her body in the room. At first, with emotions stirring, he wanted to go to Satria in the study room, then beat up as much as possible. But seeing the seriousness of learning, he cannot disturb, especially He only studied for 2-3 hours.

“Be careful you're a kid! How dare you take my first kiss!”

“Awas You Satria!”

“Awas you!”

“Awas you...” Nurbaya's speech increasingly swallowed, her eyes began to close.

**

In the study room. Satria could not concentrate, his mind was only filled with Nurbaya, Nurbaya's face, the most made him fail to focus was the lips of Nurbaya. In the book he read there are lips Nurbaya, in the pen he holds there are lips Nurbaya.

Study table becomes Nurbaya sitting with sexsy lips. Nurbaya, Nurbaya, again, again, Nurbaya. Everything Nurbaya.

As he gazed out the door, he also saw Nurbaya. He even hit his head. Though the last real Nurbaya loh, was peeking at him.

“Satria.” call your Private Teacher.

“Hm, yes, Bu.” says Satria.

“Ananda why? Why did you notice that you weren't focused, not even finished. Is Ananda sick?”

“Slightly less well, Bu.” replied Satria.

“Then, don't be forced first. Tomorrow when it's better, I come again.”

Satria nodded. He was not feeling well because he always hallucinated about Nurbaya. After the private teacher left, Satria immediately laid her body on the sofa of the study room.

Licking her lips. “This is what it's like to practice the theory I've been getting all this time?” ask in the heart.

“What a joy and thrilling.” Satria put her hand on the chest.

“Sister, is your heart beating the same as my heart beating now?”

Satria smiled, then closed her eyes.

I don't know how long the baby-faced young man with thick eyebrows slept in the study room.

“Woi wake up!” Nurbaya was pounding her ass.

Satria awoke and opened her eyes, but she still took her life.

Still a little smile, letting out a cry for the sake of exclamation from Nurbaya's lips to her. Letting Nurbaya's hands smack her body.

“Build! What did you do to me, huh?!” Nurbaya ruffled waist.

Satria was still silent and smiled, Nurbaya hit again. “How dare you do that to me!”

Satria caught the hand that hit her, then pulled her, until Nurbaya's body was plunged into her arms. “So I asked why I dared to do it?” he said with a hoarse voice.

“Because you want it. You want an expert man, right? I can do it.” Satria said with a perverted smile as her eyes went down the whole sweet face of Nurbaya, especially on her lips.

“Basic naughty little boy! You took my first kiss, I should have done it with my boyfriend.”

“Means girlfriend Sister is not an expert.” Satria.

“Who said?”

“I.” he replied, Nurbaya swerved.

“Because Big Brother did the first time with me, the time is dating already 6 years has not done it called expert?” Satria smiled mockingly.

“Little boy pretentious style, just also try once, sok said member.” Cibir Nurbaya.

“Will not do it again?” ask Satria while smiling.

“Basic brat! How dare you think pervertedly to me!” he shouted, then he grabbed Satria's ear firmly.