Hello everyone, I’m Krish, a 28-year-old guy from Hyderabad in the USA. Thank you all for your feedback and comments on my previous story, ‘What Does A Trip To India Have In Store For Me?’
This story happened between me and a nurse in India. Her name is Shwetha, a 5ft 10 inches tall dusky skin-toned Indian woman.
Diving into the incident, which happened almost 2 years earlier. My uncle (my dad’s brother) had a severe lung issue that required surgery. We admitted him to the hospital. I had returned from the USA, so I was tasked with the job of staying with him after the surgery.
I cursed my luck as I had to stay in the hospital for almost 2 weeks of my 6-week trip. I was desperate to meet Kriti, my neighbour. I wrote about our adventures previously.
The first night, the nurse assigned to us proved incompetent and useless.
My parents had some influence. So, the management acted swiftly and got a replacement, Shwetha. Shwetha sprung into action immediately. She apologized on behalf of her colleague.
She went above and beyond for the well-being of my uncle, which was impressive. Generally, during the night shift, one nurse attends to all the patients on the floor. But Shweta was solely assigned only to us. This exclusivity gave me a lot of interaction with her.
It eventually led to us becoming friendly with each other. I learned much about her, like her education, native, job experience, family, etc. It was her first assignment after being converted to full-time at the hospital. Though she was acing it, she was nervous and anxious about what could or might go wrong.
In the process of calming her down, I said, “Give me the feedback form now, and I shall give you 100/10 for your work.” Shwetha chuckled and caressed my shoulder, which was our first physical contact. Gradually, our conversation became more personal, ranging from best friends to crushes.
One night, we were bored and started to chat about our relationships. That’s when I came to know she had just had crushes. But she never had a serious relationship. When it was my turn to spill the beans, I played the sympathy card.
I only revealed the details of my first relationship. A serious one where the woman ditched me. This got me some sympathy from Shwetha, as I had anticipated. After this, I noticed a change in her behaviour towards me. It was beyond just professional behaviour.
I was out for a couple of days due to my visa. When I returned, I received a cold and stern look from Shwetha, which confused me. She erupted when I confronted her about what happened and why she was maintaining distance from me. I tried to calm her down.
In that process, I held her shoulders, which caused her to have watery eyes, and she hugged me tight. That’s when I realized that she had feelings for me. After pacifying her, I explained why I was absent. I gave my thoughts on long-distance relationships, indirectly hinting at no future between us.
She was staring at me with a perplexed look when her pager buzzed, and she left me to answer it. As she left, I was left alone. But my mind was in a loop, replaying her hug and how her boobs crushed against my body. This caused a boner in my pants. My mind was filled with lustful thoughts about her.
I went into the room and settled in the chair to calm myself and distract myself from those thoughts. But I could not. After a while, Shwetha returned and checked all my uncle’s vitals. He was in a deep sleep. She signalled me to come out with her.
While walking out, I checked her out for the first time. Her navy blue uniform hugged her body tight, revealing all the curves she possessed. Once out and away from the room, I said, “Yeah, Shwetha.”
“I understand what you told me, but I’m confused. I am feeling many unexplainable things inside me. I’m not sure if I have to act on them,” she said tensely.
“I understand, and I agree. Well, maybe we can put those feelings in words,” calmly face.
“When I saw you again today, I wanted to jump on you and strip you naked and kiss all over your body and do many things,” she whispered. Hearing that excited me, but I calmed my enthusiasm and nodded.
“I want to get fucked by you. But I am afraid of it too as you are not my bf,” she continued. Hearing the words come from her mouth made my dick rock hard, trying to tear open my jeans. Holding my dick back, I calmly explain Friends with Benefits to her. It excited her.
Before she could answer, she got another call, which she had to attend. I rushed to the nearest restroom. Inside the restroom, I lock myself in a stall and start masturbating. As I was stroking my dick, I was moaning her name under my breath and loudly occasionally.
I ejected quicker than usual, which was surprising. Still, I ignored it and cleaned myself. I stepped out of the restroom, only to see Shwetha standing outside it.
I stood like a stone, confused about what might have happened. I saw her smile and blush. That expression of hers confused me even more.
Seeing me stunned, she pointed at the door and whispered. “You moan loudly. No one ever moaned my name. I enjoyed it.” That’s when I noticed. In a hurry, I rushed into the female restroom rather than the male one. Underneath all that teasing, I understood she was interested in trying the FWB with me.
The following day, I got a WhatsApp message from an unknown number. When I replied, they started sending me flirty and sensual messages. When I call, they decline. That night, I saw Shwetha blushing and side-eyeing me a lot, which confused me.
Once I found her free, I pulled her aside and asked what happened. “Oh, so you only talk in person, not on WhatsApp, huh?” she replies. That’s when I understood that the unknown person was Shwetha teasing me. That night, we spoke a lot about relationships, FWB, to be precise, and also about sex.
As we talked, I got more hands-on and touched her hands, shoulders, and face a lot. This eventually led me to hold her face, pull it closer to mine, and give her a peck on her lips. This act of mine took her by surprise. Shwetha was blushing. Her eyes told me she wanted more but was afraid as it was her workplace.
I understood the concern, but the devil inside me wanted some action then and there. I let her leave then. But at around 2.00 am, I messaged her asking to come to the room. I was waiting outside the room. I held her hand as she approached the room and pulled her into the adjacent room.
Shwetha was worried and wanted to leave. But I held her tight and pulled her close. I whispered, “No one will be making any rounds on this floor for 45 minutes.” I see her pupils dilate as her body relaxes. I continue, “Let’s make the most of this, and let me introduce you to the world of FWB.”
As I completed my sentence, I kissed her cheek. I hugged her close by wrapping her waist with my hand. Shwetha just closed her eyes and started to enjoy my kisses on her bare skin and hand movement across her body. I slowly moved my hand under her saree to touch her boobs over the blouse.
I heard her moan, which was a green signal that she also gave in. I slowly moved my lips towards hers and kissed her. I locked her lips by pressing myself against her body; slowly, I released the pressure as I started to suck on her lip. Starting from the upper lip, I take it in and massage it with my lips.
Pulling it into isolation, I suck it and bite it and enjoy its juiciness. While my lips were busy sucking on her lips one by one, my hand was busy exploring her back and slowly undoing her blouse hooks. I moved my hand to the shoulder where her pallu resides.
I undid the safety pin, holding it in place, and pushed it down. Though she resisted initially, eventually, she gave in. She made way for the pallu to separate from her body. Shwetha pushed me away as her pallu fell. It confused me, but then it made sense.
She didn’t want her dress spoiled, which might give away something that happened. Thus, she tried to strip her uniform away correctly before we could go any further. I smiled but understood her concern and waited patiently for her to strip.
Shwetha was a beauty in all senses. Her uniform showed her curves and an ample amount of skin. But it didn’t do justice to how hot, sexy, and beautiful Shwetha was. While she was stripping, I did the same not to waste any time. Her eyes widened, seeing my hard dick saluting her beauty.
“Enti ala chusthunavu, Krish?” she asked. (Why are you looking like that, Krish?)
“Em ledu Shwetha, ninu ila bra, and panty lo chusthey agatam ledu ippudey ila padesi ninu dengali ani undi,” I replied. (Nothing Shwetha, seeing you in your inners is making me too horny. I would love to fuck you right now.)
“Nenu em appatam ledu ga ninu,” she says shyly. (I am not stopping you.) Upon hearing that, I moved closer to her. I pushed her onto the bed and pulled her panty down in one go. Shwetha has a trimmed pussy. I bent and pushed my fingers into the pussy, which was already wet.
My fingers were playing with her pussy juices alternating between her clit and pussy walls. Shwetha got rid of the last piece of clothing on her. Moving inside the blanket on the bed, we both wanted to fuse our bodies. I got on top of her and positioned myself to enter her pussy with my dick.
It was already oozing precum. Rubbing the tip of my dick on her outer pussy walls, I was teasing her. Shwetha could not take it any longer and wanted me inside her. Thus, she took matters into her own hands. Grabbing my neck, Shwetha lifted herself up and over my dick.
She pushed forward, which drove my dick tip into her pussy, eventually the entire shaft. As the entire dick was travelling inside her pussy, her grip on my neck weakened, and she laid back to enjoy the moment.
Once I adjusted myself and started to have a few strokes to gauge her tightness and to ease her in, I began to move freely. I started to fuck her in a missionary position with her legs wrapped around my waist. I began to drive my dick in and out of her pussy.
I tried to synchronize my movements to her sporadic moans. I lowered myself onto her and started kissing lips and occasionally trying to suck her nipples. I increased my speed and was now at a rhythmic pace. I shifted my focus onto her dusky, skin-toned body.
She had shaved armpits. Due to my armpit fetish, I focused on them and started licking and kissing them vigorously. Also, I started biting them and using my hands. I started squeezing the boobs every time I grind the meat around the armpit.
All this made her moan and move a lot. I wanted to devour her so severely that I didn’t care for her pain. I started shifting myself to the sides while my dick was still moving in and out of her. Shwetha was moaning and holding onto me tightly with my every stroke. Her grip on me started to tighten.
Getting my upper body into a plank position, I began to thrust my dick deep into her pussy. Every stroke made her boobs jiggle, which was a sight for sore eyes. Her hand and boobs movements made me bang her even more brutally and fast, causing her to moan.
Seeing Shwetha enjoy my banging her made me smile. But I didn’t want it to end soon. So, as I was approaching my climax, I pulled out. Shwetha looked confused. Before she could talk, I held her hips and turned her around. Spanking her ass, I spread her legs wide and adjusted myself behind her.
With some help from her, I pushed my dick once again into her pussy. Even after so much pounding, her pussy didn’t get used to my dick. She moaned loud as I inserted it again inside her pussy. Wrapping her hair around my hand, I ride her again in doggy style.
I go slowly but start thrusting harder and more profoundly as I gain momentum. Shweta’s boobs were bouncing in all directions, and her ass cheeks were causing a ripple effect. I was enjoying my rampage even more. Slowly, I could sense I was about to climax.
So I asked her where I should cum, but she didn’t reply. I slapped her boobs from the side to ask again. She responded by saying on her navel. I said okay and hugged her from behind. I banged her hard and fast, but with a few strokes, I peaked. Pushing her away, I pulled out and held my dick.
I sprayed my juices all over her back and ass, with some trickling down her ass cheek. Exhausted, I fall beside her, with both of us trying to get our breaths under control. Looking into her eyes, I smile and kiss her lips again. She closed her eyes and smiled as I kissed her and tried to relax.
But her pager started to beep, and she rushed to dress up and leave. Trying hard to wipe my cum from her back, she gave me a death stare, and I helped her. She dressed up while I squeezed and kissed her at every possible opportunity.
Giving me a peck, she rushed to attend to the pager. I looked at the messy bed and smiled to myself. I left the room dressed to check on my uncle.
That’s it, folks, for this part. Stay tuned as I write about my other adventures.
Until then, please keep your comments and messages flowing along with your dicks and pussies fapping. Please feel free to reach out to me at [email protected].