Hello, I am Sona, a 24-year-old chick from Kerala. I had been going through a rough patch and had not been able to hold down a proper job. To keep my parents in the dark, I would tell them I was working here and there.
One fine day, I got a call for an interview in Bangalore. I wore a blue shirt and black leggings, showing off my 36-28-38 curves. I walked into the office, and the HR was this old Bengali guy, probably in his 40s and still a bachelor. He told me to tuck in my shirt, and as he did, he got an eyeful of my midriff.
“What’ve you been up to?” he asked, looking me up and down.
“Just family stuff,” I replied, playing it cool.
He must’ve liked my chubby body because the next thing I knew, I had the job. I was so relieved to leave my troubles behind. I started hanging out with the office crowd, especially the HR. He was always making cheeky comments, but I brushed them off.
Then, the company decided to go on a little trekking trip. We had to wear comfy stuff, so I borrowed my roommate’s yoga pants. They were tight, really showing off my big butt. When we got there, HR and I got paired up. He said I should go first, and he’d help me if I needed it.
As we climbed, it started to rain a little, and the path was really slippery. We kept flirting, like we did at work, but then he started touching my butt a lot. He’d pretend to help me up, but really, he was just feeling me up. It felt so naughty, but I didn’t want to make a scene. Plus, I liked it a bit.
He said something about a date, and I thought, “What the hell, let’s just go with it.” But when I slipped, he took it too far. He grabbed my ass cheeks and pushed me up like he was doing me from behind. I was so wet, I didn’t know what to do. He kept feeling me up, and when I turned to thank him, we just kissed. It was so hot.
This time, he came closer, saying I wore my yoga pants wrong. He made me remove them and checked my pussy. I didn’t stop him. He was so rough, but it felt good. He didn’t even ask before pushing his cock inside me. It was huge, and it hurt at first, but then I liked it. We kept climbing, and he kept fucking me.
I could feel him moving in and out of me, filling me up completely. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. His cock was like a hot rod in my pussy. He didn’t care that anyone could see us; he just kept going and going. And I loved every second of it.
After a while, he pulled out and told me to sit on a rock. He got down on his knees and started licking my clit. It was like he knew exactly what to do to make me scream. My nipples were hard, and my boobs were bouncing with every breath I took. The rain made everything feel even more intense.
“I want you to cum,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. “Cum for me, Sona.”
I nodded, my eyes shut tightly. His mouth was on my clit, licking and sucking like he was trying to devour me. My body was trembling, and I could feel the pressure building up inside of me. “Oh, God,” I moaned, my voice echoing through the mountain.
He didn’t stop, even when I begged him to. His tongue was a magic wand, making me feel things I didn’t know were possible. The rain had soaked my hair and was dripping down my face, mixing with the sweat and making me feel like a wild animal in heat.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice trembling with need. “I’m going to cum.”
“Not yet,” he said, his eyes dark with desire. He slid a finger into my wetness and started to rub my G-spot. “I want you to beg for it.”
“Please,” I whimpered, my body aching for release. “I need to cum.”
HR just smirked, his finger moving in slow, torturous circles. “Beg for it, Sona,” he whispered, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Oh, please,” I moaned, my body writhing under his touch. “I need to cum so badly.”
He just chuckled, his finger still teasing my G-spot. “Tell me, Sona,” he said, his voice low and gruff. “How badly do you want it?”
“I want it so badly,” I panted, my eyes pleading with him. “I need to cum. I need it now.”
HR’s smirk grew wider, and he inserted another finger, stretching me open. “That’s a good girl,” he cooed, his thumb brushing against my swollen clit. “Beg for it like the slut you are.”
“Oh, please,” I moaned, my voice thick with lust. “I need to cum so badly. Please make me cum.”
HR’s eyes gleamed with victory as he leaned in closer, his cock standing tall and proud. “You’re so desperate,” he murmured, stroking himself slowly. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
He pushed me back down onto the rock, his fingers still playing with my clit. He licked my nipples, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making me shiver with pleasure. My breasts were heavy and full, my nipples standing out like cherries, begging to be sucked. He knew it, and he took his sweet time teasing me.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his breath hot on my skin. “So wet and eager.”
My body was on fire, and I didn’t know how much more I could take. His fingers felt like they were made of pure pleasure as they danced around my clit. I begged for more, my voice hoarse from the screams that were caught in my throat.
“Oh, please,” I whimpered, my hips bucking against his hand. “I need it so bad.”
HR smirked, enjoying my desperation. “How badly?”
“I want it,” I breathed heavily, my voice shaking. “I want it so much.”
HR chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. “That’s what I like to hear.” He positioned his cock at my entrance and pushed in, inch by inch, making me moan with each thrust. His dick was so big, it stretched me wide, filling me up completely.
“Ahh,” I gasped as he started to move, his cock sliding in and out of me with ease. “It feels so good.”
HR grunted in agreement, his eyes never leaving mine. “You like it, don’t you?”
“Oh, yes,” I moaned, my body responding to his every move.
He started to fuck me harder, his cock slamming into me with a rhythm that was driving me insane. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. It was like he owned me, like he was claiming me as his own personal fuck toy. And I liked it.
“Fuck me,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from the moaning. “Fuck me harder.”
HR grunted in response, his cock plunging deeper into my pussy. The rain had soaked us both, making our bodies slick with desire. I could feel every inch of him, stretching me open, filling me up. My breasts were bouncing with every thrust, my nipples hard and sensitive from the cold mountain air. His hands gripped my waist, holding me in place as he pounded into me.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my voice echoing through the mountain pass. “I’m going to cum.”
HR’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and he sped up his thrusts, driving into me like a man possessed. I could feel my pussy tightening around his cock, my body begging for release.
“You’re going to cum for me,” he grunted, his breath hot on my neck. “Cum on my cock, baby.”
“Yes, yes,” I panted, feeling the orgasm building deep within me. “I’m going to cum.”
HR’s grip tightened, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he felt my pussy clench around his cock. “Cum for me,” he grunted. “I want to feel you cum.”
“I’m going to,” I moaned, my breath hitching as the orgasm grew closer. “Oh, yes, I’m going to cum.”
He pounded into me with an animalistic intensity, his cock hitting all the right spots. “Cum for me,” he grunted, his voice thick with lust. “Let me hear you scream.”
The world around us disappeared as we became lost in our own little bubble of passion. I could feel my orgasm building, my pussy clenching around his thick cock. “I’m going to,” I whispered, my voice shaking with pleasure. “I’m going to cum.”
HR grunted, his breath hot in my ear. “Do it,” he urged. “Cum for me, baby.” His hands slid up my body, gripping my breasts and tweaking my nipples. The pain sent waves of pleasure straight to my core, making me even wetter.
“Yes,” I moaned, my body shaking. “I’m cumming.” And with that, I let go, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. My pussy spasmed around his cock, gripping him tightly as I came. He groaned, his cock pulsing inside me. “Yes,” he murmured, his voice a mix of satisfaction and urgency. “Cum for me.”
We both laid there for a moment, our breaths mingling in the cool mountain air. His cock was still hard, and I could feel his seed leaking out of me, down my thighs. It was a messy, beautiful sight.
HR pulled out gently, and we both stood up, trying to straighten our clothes as best as we could. The rain had washed us clean, but we were still sticky with sweat and cum. He handed me my pants back, and I put them on, feeling a bit more exposed without them. We made our way back to the group, trying to act like nothing had happened.
When we reached the top, everyone was already there, looking a bit worried. “What took you so long?” my colleague asked, eyeing us suspiciously.
“It’s the rain,” HR said, smiling innocently. “It made the climb a bit tricky.”