I am sure you guys have enjoyed my previous stories – ‘Like my elder sister, loved to be my fuck queen’ and ‘From fashionista to fuckable chick.’
I am Vicky from Bhubaneswar, bringing you the third narration of my real-life sex experience. This time involving my decent and cutie pie girl best friend.
I remained in a sexual relationship with my friend’s elder sister Drushti for almost one and a half years. We crazily fucked multiple times before we began losing interest in each other. Drushti had become more career focused, and I was not getting the same pleasure from her body as before.
I was 22 then, renting a home outside my city and preparing for a government job entrance exam. I discovered Kanika, a 24-year-old cutie, on Facebook during this time. After three months of pleasant online friendship, we decided to meet at a café.
Kanika was sporting a pink outfit that day. Her finely lined eyebrows and silky hair, falling till her boobs, only enhanced her cuteness. Kanika is a cute girl with 32-26-33 size. I knew it during our chat. Indeed, Kanika is far sexier than the pictures she posted on Facebook!
Kanika was stunned to find out my age there. She found it difficult to believe that I was just over 22. While we had a 2-year age gap, she still enjoyed my company. As time passed, my and Kanika’s friendship developed. We met each other frequently on weekends.
As our friendship grew, so did my feelings for Kanika. I was openly flirting with her both in messages and when we met. Kanika used to like my flirting. Gradually she began to flirt back with me, and thus I became her closest male friend.
My desire for sex was mounting. Kanika was the most beautiful among the girls I used to chat with. I, therefore, started desiring Kanika’s body despite knowing she sees me only as her best friend.
It was Christmas Eve when I gathered courage. I asked Kanika whether we could be best friends with benefits. Hearing me, Kanika became furious. She made it clear that she would only enter into any physical relationship with her future husband. She will break our friendship if I act perverse once again.
But there was a fire of lust inside me. It could be calmed down only by fucking Kanika. One night I requested Kanika that at least we can do sexting. Finally, after a lot of pleading from my side, Kanika agreed. That night for the first time, we chatted like an intense couple.
I expressed my sexual desires with her body. Kanika acted in a conservative, shy girl way, revealing little about her desires. At the end of the chat, I urged Kanika to swap nude snaps. She wasn’t at all willing at first. But after I begged for it repeatedly, she shared a picture covering her boobs with her hands.
My cock sprang to full size, seeing Kanika’s half-naked fair boobs. I turned thirsty to suck them at all costs. Then I sent the images of my erect cock to Kanika.
“It’s Big,” Kanika playfully replied with a heart emoji. Her response made me shiver in the middle of the night.
After that night, I hoped to impress Kanika. But a few weeks later, she asked me to stop contacting her and deleted all our chats. I wondered why she was acting in such a strange way! Later Kanika informed me that her wedding had been fixed. She didn’t want our friendship to grow further.
I hung up the phone without saying anything. The entire day had gone by when suddenly, in the evening, Kanika called me. As soon as I picked up the call, Kanika began crying. She asked me if we could meet immediately. I responded positively, and I was called to the nearby cafe.
Kanika started crying and hugged me as I got there. She hugged me hard while pressing her soft breasts against my chest. I gave Kanika a gentle pat on the naked part of her back. We sat, and Kanika began weeping again when I queried her about her tears.
She showed a man’s photo from her phone. He looked awful as his frontal baldness and his stomach protruded. I was shocked when Kanika revealed that her family selected the man for her. He was 41 years old, but still, she was against this elderly man due to his terrible looks.
I told Kanika to turn down the marriage offer. But she revealed that her uncle had brought this proposal. He was quite rich as an NRI businessman. So, this wedding cannot be avoided now and will take place in a month.
Such a cute girl would have to sleep with this bald, middle-aged man was just beyond my grasp. I calmed Kanika eventually. After dinner with me, Kanika returned to her house. Kanika was upset over her marriage to a man who was never her choice for three weeks.
One day, she showed her desire to end her life. I stopped her from taking such a harsh decision. There were now just three days before her wedding. In the evening, I got a call from Kanika. She asked me for something unprecedented.
Kanika directly asked, “Would you sleep with me?” I was also excited, quite surprised by Kanika’s words. I couldn’t believe what I heard from my decent girl best friend! I wondered why she wished to do this, given that her wedding had only three days left.
But Kanika frustratedly asked me to respond only yes or no. I quickly responded yes. We agreed to meet the day before the wedding. At the time, my pleasure was all I could think about. While I thought about having sex with Kanika, my cock swelled to its size.
I was not able to delay this dream from coming true. I texted Kanika and pleaded with her to visit my house that night. Kanika eventually accepted. I urged her to arrive wearing the same bridal gown that she would don on her wedding night. Kanika agreed.
So I bought a condom and made the room dim. I decorated roses on my bed as if it was our first night as husband and wife. Kanika arrived at my residence at around nine o’clock with a bag. Kanika rushed into my arms when I opened the door.
She began to breathe heavily while firmly holding me, causing her boobs to squeeze my chest muscles. My cock hardened quickly, and it was rubbing against Kanika’s thighs. After viewing my room and the bed with flowers, Kanika asked me to leave her for some time. I left and waited outside.
She called me after almost thirty minutes. My heart skipped a few beats when I saw Kanika’s bridal beauty. Kanika was fully dressed for her wedding ceremony and was sitting on my bed like a new dulhan. She was clothed in a deep-cut pink blouse and a light pink lehenga.
Her blouse was covered by a thin dupatta, which allowed me to sneak a peek at her cleavage. Kanika had worn her hair loose, a gold necklace around her neck and heavy earrings in her ears. She had crimson lipstick, anklets on her feet and gold bangles on her wrists.
My erect cock began to itch to burst from the pant and fuck Kanika right away. I restrained my perverseness because I was not eager to end this thrill hastily. So I undressed in front of Kanika, standing close to the bed.
As my pant went down, my 7-inch monster erupted and greeted Kanika in its full size. Kanika never took her eyes off my erect cock. Kanika grabbed my rod in her soft hands and caressed it while glaring at me. I removed her hands from my cock and sat near her.
Then I moved her hair to the side and kissed her on the lips. Kanika put her hands around my neck and started kissing me back. I was so crazily smooching Kanika that her lipstick fell into my mouth before I sucked her tongue passionately.
I removed Kanika’s transparent dupatta and tossed it on the ground. Then I pressed Kanika’s boobs from the top of her deep low-cut blouse while kissing her lips. Kanika increased kissing on me, and she roamed her hands from my neck to grab my cock again.
I was biting and kissing her lips and neck. Kanika gently moved the foreskin of my cock up and down, which filled my cock with powerful stimulus. I removed her blouse to reveal more of her assets. Kanika’s boobs edged from her white bra. Kanika grabbed my head and buried it between her cleavage.
I started pressing my tongue into them. I was kissing her boobs over the bra while licking between them. After a little while, I tore off the bra, leaving Kanika topless on my bed.
I tightly slapped her and deviously said, “Until today, you were hiding them from me. Now see what I’m doing with your boobs this night.” Teasing her like this, I rudely pinched Kanika’s nipples.
I started licking one boob while squeezing the other. Kanika smiled and turned her face to the other side. I suddenly bit her nipples hard, making Kanika cry out in pain. She pleaded with me not to bite her this way, but I was unfazed by her pain.
I began caressing Kanika’s thighs by putting my hand inside her lehenga while madly biting all over her soft boobs. Then my hands gradually moved between her thighs and her already wet panty. I gave her passionate love bites from her neck and boobs.
I got away from Kanika and stood up. Then I asked her for a blow job, and Kanika refused straightaway by conveying that she finds it nasty. Seeing her unwillingness, I grabbed Kanika’s hair and forcefully brought her head to the wet head of my cock.
Kanika resisted this roughness, but I pushed my cock into her mouth with a powerful push. I gripped her head tightly and gave her mouth a few forceful jerks. Kanika kept slamming her hands on my thighs, asking me to leave her. I quickened fucking her mouth fucking paying attention to her cries.
I slapped Kanika again to end her stupid fight. Only then she obediently started sucking my cock. While Kanika was not a pro, she tried to swallow and lick every inch of my cock inside her mouth. She brought me near to ejaculation. I pulled my cock out of Kanika’s mouth.
I spilt all of my semen on her face and her gold necklace. Kanika licked the white ropes of semen from her lips before getting up and going to the washroom. While sitting on the bed, I began using Kanika’s bra to wipe the remaining semen from my cock.
When Kanika came out after half an hour, her anger had calmed up, and her desire to get banged flashed on her smiling face. Then she stripped for me, removing her lehenga and panties. But I insisted she keeps her ornaments intact.
Kanika’s fair body with gold ornaments, her open hair, and ample-sized naked boobs with erect nipples. Finally, her well-shaven virgin pussy filled my cock with warm blood. Then Kanika came to me while lustfully grinning and began playing with my rising tool.
She ran her fingers all over the cock while cupping my balls and pubic hair. Then Kanika started jerking my cock, and it got hardened to its full size. Suddenly I leapt over Kanika and took her under me in a missionary position. I held Kanika’s hands above her head while teasing her navel hole with my finger.
Kanika was gazing at me with lust-filled eyes as I placed my cock on her pussy for penetration. Suddenly, Kanika stopped me and urged me to wear the condom. I grabbed her hair and whispered, “I will fuck you tonight with my naked cock as It’s our suhagraat before your wedding, baby.”
My seducing words made their magic as Kanika smiled and closed her eyes, and whispered, “Fuck me.” In one push, I shoved my 7 inch long cock into Kanika’s warm and wet pussy. Kanika sighed deeply and then grabbed my back over hers, kissing my muscular shoulder.
I accelerated my jerks into him, making her cry louder. Kanika raised her torso every time I pushed my tool into her pussy, giving me more room to fuck her. Her nervy pussy muscles were strongly clenching my cock. If she wished to engulf my entire cock in her pussy.
Kanika kept pleading with me to fuck her harder. She remained enslaved under my cock nonstop for 15 minutes till I shot thick rope semen into her pussy. I continued kissing Kanika’s neck and boobs. I slid my limp cock inside her cum-filled pussy while Kanika collapsed to the bed.
I had two sex plays with Kanika. One in the bed and another on the floor. But the sight of her as a bride persisted in my head. I had the urge to fuck Kanika once more. But I knew there were only 24 hours left before her wedding. She wouldn’t give me another chance because she already had what she wanted.
On Kanika’s wedding day, I was there. She was adorned in the exact lehenga, blouse, and dupatta in which I fucked her all night. My desire for Kanika was revived when I remembered that passionate night with her. My shaft tightened in the pant.
I left, but even walking around, I couldn’t help but think about Kanika’s bridal apparel. At that exact moment, I wanted to fuck her, no matter what. I could not stop these nasty thoughts. I rushed to Kanika and asked her to come out for a while. Kanika turned down my request with a gesture.
I dialled her repeatedly until she picked up the phone and walked to where I stood. But she was absolutely angry and dejected.
“Kanika, I love you. I want to spend one final night with you, baby,” I shamelessly said.
Kanika glared at me angrily and firmly rejected me. She was not expecting this mess from me at her wedding. As Kanika was about to leave, I pleaded with her to give me one final kiss. Kanika agreed, but it was almost impossible for us. Her home was crowded with guests, her family and friends.
I told her I had a place to do it and begged Kanika to come with me. I took Kanika to the rear side of her house. It was dark, with very few light sources. There was very little chance of anyone’s arrival.
As soon as we arrived, Kanika kissed my lips and walked away. I grabbed Kanika’s wrist and dragged her towards me from bed. Her back got mashed against my chest. The aroma of her hair ignited a lustful blaze in me. Kanika tried to evade my clutch.
But I firmly held her hands over her ass and tenderly kissed her back through her backless blouse. I flipped Kanika and pressed her against the adjacent wall. I kissed her lips. Kanika tried to resist my force. But I crushed every resistance and continued kissing her.
Without breaking the kiss, I opened my zip and pulled my cock out. My forceful kisses ruined Kanika’s lipstick. Then I had to grip her mouth with one hand to stop her from shouting for help. I raised Kanika’s lehenga with my other hand and dragged her panty down to her knees.
I put her hand on my cock because she loved my veins. I just wanted to corrupt her mind with this. Kanika stopped resisting once she touched the veins over my stiff cock. Then she started sliding the foreskin back and forth without any hesitation.
Kanika’s freshly applied bridal mehndi on her palm. It had the name of her future husband written on it, spread all over my cock. She tightly gripped my precum-leaking cock. She accepted my force on her. She, too, wanted to passionately fuck with me before her 41-year-old ugly husband touched her.
Then Kanika wrapped her hands around my neck and murmured, “Do it in 5 minutes and leave me.” I tightened my hold on Kanika, raised her left leg, and wrapped it around my waist. Then applied some saliva to my cock and pushed it straight into her pussy.
Kanika rolled her eyes upwards in pleasure as more than half of my 7 inch cock invaded her. But I had limited time to bang my bridal best friend. So I started fucking her harshly. My strong strokes caused Kanika’s body to quiver. Her jewellery and bangles began to jingle as Kanika moaned heavily.
These noises in that dark area made my cock more predatory as I quickened up the thrusts while fucking Kanika. Meanwhile, the sound of firecrackers was heard outside. We both realized that her groom was nearing the house. Kanika panicked, but my cock continued drilling her hole with no hint of ejaculation.
So I grabbed Kanika’s mouth and ferociously fucked her. I was delaying my climax and moaning her name. Kanika’s hot breath was spewing fire. Her pussy was dripping warm juices over my inserting cock. I squeezed Kanika’s boobs above her blouse.
I fucked her with my pace and strength while whispering, “Happy marriage, Kanika baby. I’m leaving you for your future husband with my love shots in your pussy.” I shot a large load of cum into Kanika’s pussy and withdrew my cock after some seconds.
Kanika was resting against that wall with her senses waning and my cum dripping from her pussy. I swiftly pulled Kanika’s panty up, properly adjusted her lehenga, and put heels on her feet. As she gradually regained consciousness, I kissed her cleavage and wickedly said, “Goodbye, baby.”
Kanika looked at me with tearful eyes and kissed me on my lips. She shoved me aside and rushed to the washroom. Her groom’s procession was already at the front gate, and everyone was searching for her.
I sat there as Kanika’s ceremony commenced. She was sitting near her groom. But making eye contact with me as if she thanked me for all the pleasure. I had no more desire left there.
I had repeatedly fucked the bride just 48 hours before her wedding and devouring her honour right on the night of her wedding. A few hours later, I left her place with pride that I had satisfied my girl best friend.
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