During my final year of college, I met a guy who was in an MBA in the same college as I was studying. We both used to flirt with each other and joke around during lunch and after college. He had shown a clear interest in me for a while.
But I was dating my now ex-boyfriend at the time. So I could not reciprocate his feelings back. My relationship with my ex-boyfriend came to an end during my final year, and it affected me a lot. I was depressed, and I could not handle it properly.
My friends encouraged me to get over him by having sex with another guy, and I was desperate enough to try it. But I could not find the right guy. That’s when my MBA friend came into my mind. I was willing to do anything so that I could get over my ex-boyfriend.
One day, I was talking to my MBA friend. Let’s call him Shyam. I told him I wanted to go on a bike trip. He immediately asked me if I was ready to go on one with him, and I said yes. We planned to go to Pondicherry for the weekend, and it was planned.
Shyam picked me up at 9 in the morning, and we started towards Pondy. The ride was good. But I could not wait at all. I had told him the previous night about what we were going to do in Pondy. I had told him to bring a shit load of condoms.
I was dead set on getting over my ex-boyfriend when I reached back to Chennai. I had also informed Shyam that this was purely physical. There were no feelings involved. At first, he was a bit shocked. But later on, accepted when I told him it was either him or some other guy.
So about Shyam he was 6’1 and was the captain of the cricket team of our college. He was quite good looking and he had a Royal Enfield.
So, back to the ride. We reached a place called Alamparai Fort within a couple of hours. We were sitting on a broken staircase and clicking pictures. If anyone has ever been to Alamparai Fort, you will know which stairs I am talking about. And it is mostly deserted now.
And in 2016, no one even knew of such a place. He was sitting next to me, and he was holding my right hand. I was wearing a Jean and a t shirt. He hugged me from the side, pulled me closer, and kissed my cheekbone, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I suddenly got wet, and it was such a rush.
I could not wait any longer and told him that we had to reach Pondicherry as soon as possible. We reached Pondy in an hour and went directly to our room. The second we walked into the room, he locked the doors and started kissing me. He pinched my lips, pulled me closer, and bit my lower lip. I could feel his saliva dripping into my mouth. He then removed my t-shirt and kissed my neck, and then from there, he slowly went down.
He then kissed my cleavage, then my stomach, and my navel and stopped just above my pussy. He nibbled a bit. I held on to his head as I could barely stand. My brain was telling me to fall back on the bed and spread my legs to him. I felt my legs go sore. He quickly unbuttoned my pants. He understood my urgency.
He pulled down my pants, and I had a little bit of hair on my pussy. Not a lot, but long enough to be grabbed by his teeth. He pulled my pussy hair with his teeth and kissed my now wet and oozing pussy. He licked my pussy, sucking my juices out of me. I am not a loud moaner, but that made me moan loud.
So loud that he had to shut my mouth up physically. He then used his middle and ring finger and fingered me. I felt like I was being fucked by a vibrator. All the cricket practice had made his hands coarse. It felt so damn good to be fingered by him.
I felt a sensation down my pussy, and I had never squirted before. So, I did not know what it was. And that made our bed wet. But thankfully we were in our clothes so it saved us the embarrassment. I felt like I had to return him the favour. I made him sit and took his dick in my hand.
I spat on it and started to jerk him off. He stopped me and asked if I could give him a BJ. I told him I did not know how to. He then told me to lie down on the bed with my head hanging down and my mouth wide open. I complied. He stood just near my head and held my breasts.
He started to fuck my mouth. I was gagging, and seeing me gagging, he stopped. I was enjoying it, and I told him to sit down. I understood I couldn’t take in a deep throat. So I had to learn it there. I lay in between his legs, with my face facing his dick.
I put half of his dick in my mouth and told him to stop me if it hurt him. I fondled his balls while giving him head. He then suddenly pulled my head away and made me face the ceiling. He stood over me on the bead and used his legs to spread my leg. He knelt near my pussy, and placed his hands near my head.
I lifted my hands, and he took the chance to lick my armpits. I used my other hand to guide his dick near my pussy. I had previously had sex quite a few times with my ex-boyfriend. And I didn’t think that Shyam’s dick would hurt me because of my ex. I was really, really wrong.
I felt like his whole fist was inside me. I could feel my pussy gaping, and I could not breathe. My eyes teared up. I was about to cry. I pushed him away and told him it was hurting. I could see his face droop, and he was regretting using full force. I took some time to recover, and I told him I was ready.
This time, I used the frame of the bed to put my legs as far as I could. I was ready. He guided his dick in, and I was mentally prepared too. This time, it was smooth and seamless. My clit was throbbing with excitement, and I was feeling his dick rubbing against my pussy walls.
He started slow but was slowly increasing the pace. Within no time, I felt like I was being fucked by a machine. It was hurting again, but I was in no mood to stop. The sound of wet cock penetrating my wet pussy made him more aggressive. He bit my cheeks and my armpits and fucked me vigorously.
After 15 ish minutes of ramming my pussy he fell on me. We both were exhausted. We were lying next to each other, and even though we were tired, it was not enough at all. He reached for my boobs and pulled me closer. His grip was so tight that my boobs turned red.
He put the other boob in his mouth and started biting it. I was scratching his back, and I was really loud at this point. He slapped me. I thought I was angry, but my weird brain made me feel his lust. I wanted him to slap me again. I told him to go rough, and I wanted him to choke me.
He made me sit and put his palm on my neck. He squeezed it a bit tighter than I was comfortable and started ramming my pussy once more. I was slapped now and then. We forgot even to switch on the air conditioner. We were sweating like pigs. I could smell his sweat, and it drove me mad.
I licked his sweat off of his chest, and he slapped my boobs. I bit down on a towel so that I wont shout. He rubbed his face against mine while fucking me. He held my hair and pulled my head closer. Spat in my mouth and kissed my lips. My face was glistening, and he bit my upper lip and hugged me tightly.
I whispered in his ears the words any man would love to hear. “You are really good, baby.” The second he heard those words, he smiled, kissed me, and started ramming me faster. Within a couple of minutes, he held me tightly and with a heavy thrust.
It felt like a punch to my pussy. He released his cum. Thankfully, with condoms. We stayed there for a couple more days, and all we did was eat, fuck, repeat.
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Next time I will write the story about how I was fucked by a distant relative. Until the goodbye from Aishu with lots of love. Stay safe and stay horny.