Romance And Sex In MBA College

Hi all, this is my first story here. So, I would really appreciate your feedback. This is based on a real-life incident. I joined one of India’s premier MBA colleges with a major in HR. As the common ridicule of HR is present and does not pay much, very few take it.

In my batch, we were only 10 of us. I was 21 years then and a very average guy who was lean and a lot like your next-door boy. I can communicate with girls very well.

In our batch, there was a girl named Pooja. Let me tell you about her. She was 27 years old and was married for a year. She was also average looking but had massive boobs (38). No one spent time getting to know her. Her average looks and quiet nature were the reasons for that. Her in-laws and husband were very strict and she had to beg a lot to them to send her to study here. Being in a residential program, she had to stay on the campus. She had a separate room while most people had to share rooms.

I always liked her and used to speak with her. After 2 months of talking, she grew close to me and could express things freely. Luckily for all our courses, we got together to do projects together. We used to meet in the library, lawn, etc. Our college had no restriction on male dorms.

One day, my roommate decided to book a hotel room with his college gf and left campus for the weekend. Since I was alone, I called up Pooja asking her to come to my room so we can talk. She came wearing a green collarless top and a black skirt. The skirt reached near her knees.

My room was in the corner, so hardly anyone comes there. She came in and sat on the chair and I sat on my bed. We were talking about our project and life in general. At that time, her phone rang. It was her husband.

She took it and he screamed at her for taking so long to pick up the call and just shouted at her saying she was arrogant and did not care for him or his parents. He then cut the phone. She started crying due to this.

I went near her and comforted her by hugging her. She smelt like sandalwood likely due to her soap. I knelt and looked into her eyes and wiped her tears, saying it was ok. She just looked at me and smiled. To diffuse the situation, I said let’s watch a movie. She agreed.

I went to my bed and patted the seat beside me and kept my laptop on my lap. She sat beside me. Her big boobs were pressing onto my shoulders. I put on a famous English movie that I knew had some hot scenes.

I moved my hands onto her left shoulder. She was on my left side so her right shoulder was on my chest and my left hand was on her left shoulder. As the movie went along, there was a hot scene that came up. I just looked at her as she was watching it.

Her breathing increased slightly. I gently pushed her more toward me. Her right hand was on my thigh and I thought to take a chance and gently blew on her ears. She got goosebumps and moved closer all the while seeing the scene play out.

I then turned towards her and kissed her right cheek. She blushed and looked at me. I then kissed her forehead and then kissed her both cheeks repeatedly. Then I kissed her lips with my left hand on the back of her head. It was electric!

I was getting hornier and kissed her more passionately. As we were kissing, I moved my left hand down and touched her big boobs. As soon as I touched her boob, she pushed me away and left the room! I cursed myself thinking I ruined our friendship.

I was not sure what to say and just slept off. Around 2 hours later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to see Pooja standing there. I called her inside. Once she came in, I locked the door. Our conversation went as follows:

Pooja: Hari! Why did you do it? You know I am married and also you are my only friend here. I never expected you to do it.

Me: I don’t know, Pooja. I just felt like it. You are so beautiful and I have started liking you a lot.

Pooja: No, I am not good-looking. My husband himself does not see me. Even at night, we get close when he turns off the light.

Her eyes were looking down. I went near her and lifted her face.

Me: You are beautiful. He is a fool for not seeing it.

I then kissed her lips gently and hugged her. She kissed me back with tears dripping. I gently moved her to lie on my bed. Then I went on top of her and kissed her neck slowly. My right hand was gently touching her boobs as she was breathing. I moved my hand below and removed her top to notice the white bra.

I slowly pressed both her boobs as I kissed her lips. She slowly opened her mouth and I let my tongue enter inside hers. Our tongues tangled in a fight as I moved her skirt up using my left hand. I massaged her thighs and then slowly moved my hands into her inner thigh caressing it softly.

I bit her ears slightly and she gave a moan and grabbed me tighter. Her nails were piercing into my back. I removed her bra straps from her shoulder and started kissing her neck and shoulders. I gave a bite to her neck as a love bite.

Then, as I tried removing her bra from behind, I was struggling. She laughed and opened it for me. I had never seen such big natural boobs before. I held them in my hands and using my thumbs, I gently touched her nipples. She moaned and pulled me closer whispering in my ears, “Take me, Hari. I am yours, completely yours.”

I moved down and started kissing her boobs and sucking those hard black nipples. As I was sucking, I alternated between biting the nipples. Then I moved down to remove her dripping panties.

I used my tongue to gently flick her pussy. She grabbed my hair and pushed me to put my tongue in further. I kept licking fast and trying to draw the alphabets using my tongue. Suddenly, she shuddered in orgasm and I tasted her juices. They were so tasty.

Then I removed my top, pants and underwear. I kissed her again and slowly entered her. No one had fucked her except her husband so it was very tight. As I went in, she moaned loudly and pulled me closer. I kept my dick inside and thrusted for some time. When I was about to cum, I pulled out and painted her face completely with my white cum.

As we lay in bed, panting and hugging each other, her phone started ringing. It was her husband again. She ignored it and hugged me back.

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