Hi, this story is from Rishika’s perspective. She is a reader of mine. She has had many sexual encounters in her early 20s but is now married and settled outside India. She is 5’2″ and has nice assets. Her thick thighs are the highlight.
This guy used to look at me every day. It’s like he didn’t notice anyone but me. It didn’t matter if I wore make-up or dressed up or dressed down. He never missed his chance to glance at me. I began to wonder if he was ever going to approach me.
One day, he did, at the worst time possible. I was on the phone talking to another guy. Dhruv, the guy I was with last night. The guy I made out with when I was drunk. This man, who had been glancing at me for months, decided to come up to me at the worst time possible. Impulsively, I hung up the phone.
Guy – Should I come at a later time?
Me – Oh, it is fine, yes? What happened?
I pretend to be clueless.
Guy – I’m really nervous to say this, but here it goes. Hi, I’m Neil. I’ve been noticing you for a while. I think you’re really pretty.
Me – Thanks, Neil, I’m Rishika.
Neil – I would have said this long ago, but I didn’t have the courage.
Me – Haha! Do I look that scary to you?
Neil – No ma’am, I mean Rishika, I just. I can call you Rishika, right?
Me – Of course, what else would you call me? Did you already have something in mind?
Neil – Haha, nothing that isn’t cheesy.
Me – Yeah, right.
Neil – Can I have your number?
Me – Sure.
I gave him my number. I liked his way of talking. He was nervous, yet he knew exactly what he wanted to say. He seemed nice.
The same day, I got a text, and he took me out for coffee at a nearby cafe. It was pleasant, and I enjoyed myself. For some reason, I expected that he would try and kiss me.
I guess I have been going on dates with too many jerks who like to get everything on the first meeting itself. However, I don’t mind. If he had tried, I would have let him.
About Neil, he is 5’6″, has naturally curly hair. He is slightly skinny but spends time at the gym. His dick size is 6″.
I get a text after one week.
Neil – When will you meet me next?
Me – Whenever you say handsome. (I flirted)
Neil – What if I ask you to visit my place this weekend?
Me – I’d call you a creep and ask for your address.
Neil – Why would you ask a creep for his address?
Me – I am assuming you are not a creep and don’t intend to murder me.
Neil – Not that it matters, but I keep a pretty sharp knife for chopping vegetables, of course.
Me – Oh, I’m so scared. (I said in sarcasm.)
He sent me his address. I had made all kinds of scenarios in my mind. I was slightly scared but also thrilled at the same time. On Saturday, I wore black underwear, a black sweater, a khaki formal skirt and a khaki checkered overcoat. I wore black stockings and boots.
I love dressing up. This is one of my favourite winter outfits. I reached his address. I knew that any normal guy would make a move given this scenario with a girl that he likes. So I expected that something might happen. Hence, the matching underwear.
But considering his timid personality, I think there are chances that he won’t even try. I had all this in my mind before reaching his address. I rang the bell, and he came to open the door. His eyes freeze at my sight. I was proud of my sense of style.
“You look great,” he says. “Thanks, cheesy guy!” I say as I enter.
He closes the door behind me. I walk towards the living room and observe the house. Suddenly, I feel his hand on my left waist. Then, his other hand grabs my right hand. He turns me around and locks lips with me. I was shocked, but it felt really nice.
My mind goes blank as I respond to his kiss. His arms are around my body and mine gently placed on his shoulder with my sling bag hanging from my arm. The kiss was long and passionate. It had me breathing heavily. His hands roam around my body, giving me sensations.
In no time he pulls my overcoat off. I am all in for this. I removed the overcoat and dropped my sling bag on the couch. We break the kiss for a tiny moment, and I say, “Aren’t you a little too fast, Mr?”
“I’ll stop the very moment you stop me,” he says and continues to devour my lips. I see him taking full control, so I plan to play a trick on him by taking control myself. I push him backwards slowly till his back touches the wall. I kiss his neck and use my tongue to wet his skin. He groans immediately.
I guess I found a sensitive spot pretty quickly. I used my tongue generously and then left a hickey there. He removed his hoodie to reveal his hairless, bare chest. I get the opportunity to plant kisses all over it. I kept kissing his bare body, making my way to his stomach.
I didn’t know where I was going with the kisses. I just went with the flow. In the sexiest, breathy voice, he says, “The moment your lips touch my dick, you’re under my control. So have your fun.”
Holy shit! Those words were Viagra to me. This seemingly shy guy who was nervous to talk to me just made me wet by just his words. Now that I am wet, it’s time to go down on him and see how much this blowjob gets me going. I was also thrilled about what was going to happen when I took his challenge.
I didn’t waste any time to take him in my mouth. I placed my hand at the base of his cock pulling back the skin, and started licking the tip. I put the tip in my mouth and started sucking it slowly. By this point, he should have made his move. But I actually forgot about it because of how in the moment I was.
He takes my sweater off. Unhooks my bra. I am half-naked on my knees in front of this guy. I felt slutty, and that made me wetter. I wanted him to fuck me already. As I slide half of his cock inside my mouth, his hands slide into my hair and hold them tightly.
I push open my throat as he pushes my head closer to his crotch, driving the entirety of his dick inside my mouth. I didn’t gag. I have practice. I kept my tongue slightly outside while he clutched my hair and pushed his dick inside me. I take it like a good slut.
My hand reaches for my pussy. From above my panties, I can feel that I am soaked down there. Now I use my trick that gets guys absolutely wild. All the girls reading this better try it once. I stick my tongue out completely and take his full length in my throat.
I begin to feel the gag, and now I bow my head back and forth slightly. Choking myself in the process till I’m teary. Then I take the whole dick out, and in that condition I murmur, “Fuck me!” He picks me up and bends me over on the couch. He pulls down my skirt, stockings and panties in one go.
He enters me without a condom. And just rams his dick in my pussy. It all happened really quickly. I felt my skirt slide down to my ankle and the coldness on my butt. Then his dick slid inside me and hit the walls of my pussy, that made me scream. It was slightly painful but in the best way ever.
I enjoyed every moment of it. He fucked me for I don’t remember how long. All I could feel was my pussy being rammed. I felt it slide in and out, and it was nothing but pleasure. I felt pain in my back because of the awkward position, but the pleasure had no boundaries.
We never changed positions. I am guessing that it was a good 20-minute fuck. After which, he screamed, “I’m going to cum.” I didn’t have a care in this world. Thank goodness he came on my back. This was one of the most memorable fucks of my life, which is why I shared it with the author.
Thanks for reading. Bye.
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