Hello readers, my name is Kushal and I am 28 years old working in a very reputed MNC and currently living in Hyderabad. I am married and have one kid.
The story which I am about to tell you is about my college time. I am a regular visitor of this website and I personally feel that porn videos won’t give as much pleasure as reading a really nice sex encounter give. So I was long planning to post my story which is a real incident however couldn’t find time to do so.
Now, let’s get back to the story.
The year was 2012, my B.Tech period was 2011-2015 at a most reputed college in Bhubaneshwar (private😉, many of you may guess it right).
One evening after our second-semester results were out, I with my best friend pajji (sardar ji) decided to celebrate in the most famous and rich pub in the city in Mayfair hotel. It was my first time in such a place, although I have been to pub before but they were in comparison to this one. The ambiance, the music, the public were too good.
I have always been an athletic person with natural muscles pumping out from my biceps and triceps. Any boy would be jealous of my physique and was also a regular to gyms so have developed shoulders as well. I could make any girl wet when I wore a black shirt (it was one of a kind which I have still kept in my closet as has a very special place in my heart) and blue jeans.
We (me and pajji) were in our lounge and enjoying our drinks and checking out those rich girls. They were enjoying themselves. I suddenly got a pat on my shoulder from a familiar face. Gunjan. We were from the same neighborhood in my hometown. She was pursuing pharmacies an another private SOA University Bhubaneswar.
It was almost after 3 years since I saw her. She was with her friend Rachel a local girl from her college.
Since we were two and she was also two and I knew her well, I asked her to join which she accepted. We spent there 2-3 hours.
We talked of silly college things, about what was going on. She also introduced me to Rachel. She was married for a year now and her husband worked in Bangalore while she and Gunjan stayed at the college hostel.
This was how I meet the girl and kept in touch with her. Often once or twice a month, we would go out together. Me and pajji and those two girls. We all had become good friends.
Rachel was damn hot, about 5.3 in height and had perfect weight with the right stuff at the right place and she was married. Damn lucky bastard her husband. He used to come for a whole week every month. Gunjan liked pajji so she would meet us and spent time casually in the mall, theatre and so on. Pajji had also developed feelings for Gunjan which I was damn sure.
About a year later, Gunjan told us that she and Rachel wanted to shift to a flat and vacated the hostel. We went to help them shift to their stuff.
It took us the whole day and the whole evening. We also drank and rested for some time. Gunjan was also a hot girl but since she was my best friend’s girl, I never had an eye on her. I remember at the same time I had a breakup with my girlfriend so I had become quite messy, with grown up beard. But it actually enhanced my masculinity and my sex appeal. It was the first time we all 4 were together in our casual dress and trust lord, Rachel was looking damn hot and sexy.
She was in short pants and a thin black t-shirt over just her bra. She was looking like a sex bomb. Her married ass was all juicy and was bouncing a lot. Even though she was married, she had not gained any extra unnecessary weight at any place, all was in perfect shape.
Since it took the whole evening to make the place ready for them, we ordered something from the near restaurant and had beer again.
I and Pajji decided to stay there. They had asked us to stay and also, and we both were drunk and tired. If you have a Pajji friend, then you can relate to it. They will drink till the last drop and once they sleep, you will get to hear from them directly the next morning even if the entire world turns upside down.
He slept on the sofa. As he was like a teddy bear, he could not fit himself on the two side sofas put together. I managed somehow on them.
At around 2 am when I woke up for water as the beer makes us thirsty, I was asked not to go to the balcony to smoke as others in the neighborhood flat would think bad of those two girls.
So I went to the bathroom for a smoke. Gunjan and Rachel were in the room. The bathroom was at the side of their room between the kitchen and the room. While going for the smoke, I saw Rachel was awake and was talking on the phone to her husband. I didn’t interrupt and went to the bathroom and closed the door and lit my cigarettes.
While smoking, I also imagined how lucky her husband was for getting to fuck such a hot sex bomb. My dick was longer than any average Indian boy’s dick and of normal width. It was like a long banana and not so thick. My past gfs were crazy about it.
While throbbing it, I was imagining Rachel. I didn’t want to cum as it was not nice and I also had not brought an extra pair of pants with me.
Leaving my dick hard like that, I wore my underwear, put on my jeans and came out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen for water.
Rachel had finished talking on the phone. She also came to the kitchen. She was still tipsy and I knew she purposely came there. She was wearing her spaghetti and short pants. Our eyes made contact and suddenly, we started smooching each other very hard! Ours lips were deep locking each other. I also put my hand under her clothes which were almost revealing her entire boobs. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake up from it.
I squeezed her boobs while she unzipped my pants. I was rock hard, we were kissing continuously and caressing each other. I had sex with a couple of other girls before separating from my long-time girlfriend but this girl or I would say a married girl was different. She was so good and experienced.
I slid my hand into her pants which had become completely wet and there was no panty either. Since she was married and had sex before, I inserted my two fingers and started to finger her. Her pussy was so wet, and warm and she made her thighs tightly so I could feel her wall.
After a few minutes of fingering, she sat on her knees and took my dick and started blowing. I could not believe my luck! The girl I was imagining a few minutes earlier was on her knees and my dick was choking her.
She was very good at it. Blowing my long dick, trying to swallow the whole of it but couldn’t. So, she was choking at times and again repeating the same. I bursted my entire load in her mouth and she must have done it before, she swallowed every bit of it, something which I thought earlier happens only in foreign and porn movies.
For the first time in the last 20 minutes, we spoke.
I asked her, “Kya hua, achanak sein ye sab?”
While drinking the water, she replied she always used to imagine me and her even while her husband was on her top but couldn’t find the right time.
“Hum humesha sein tumko fantasy karte the even jab mera hubby mere upar hota tha. Mein itna wet hojati thi ki mere hubby ko lagta tha uski wajah sein hota h,” she said.
“Hum v abhi bathroom mein tumhare boobs k barey mein soch rahe th.”
I went to the bathroom and this time she also accompanied me. We shared the cigarette and were also touching each other.
After the cigarette, we both went to the kitchen again and I switched on the exhaust and started to finger her pussy and make her wet again. After she was wet, I made her bend across the slab and inserted my dick into her pussy.
I fucked her in that position for the next 10 minutes, non-stop. She reached to a depth which she had never reached. Her moaning was so intense that I was afraid it would wake Gunjan up.
After the doggy position, I lifted her and fucked her pussy. It was so deep into her that he made many marks behind my neck from her nails.
I asked her to call her husband’s name while I was lifted and fucked her.
“Itna maja toh Rohit nahi de skta kabhi, jab tak college mein ho aisey v mila karenge,” she said.
She cummed many times and I also put my entire sperm in her pussy.
She then went to her room and the next morning, I bought her an i pill and she ate it. We left after breakfast and in the next 2 years, God knows how many times we fucked each other. In Puri, Vishakapatnam, Bhubaneswar hotels, flat and many other places.
She is now in Bangalore with her hubby and I am in Hyderabad. Gunjan is married to Pajji. The only secret which I have kept from him and neither his wife Gunjan knows it. Only I and Rachel know of the encounter and no one else. Even though we have enjoyed a lot, we never forget to be vigilant. After all, we never wanted to spoil this beautiful relationship.