Hello folks. I am Ratnadeep back again after so long. For those who don’t know me, I used to write on this site about a century ago. Lol. In 2020. My last story was ‘A Girl’s Perspective Of Sex.’ Again, this is not my story. Something happened to one of my friends. His name is Bipul (name changed).
He and I work in the same private firm, so this incident happened to him last year. He is only one year younger than me, but he is more handsome than me. His strong physique, short hair, and strong, confident eyes make him attractive to anyone.
He was junior to me in terms of job experience. He treats me with respect although remaining a good friend at the same time. After I told him about my hobby of writing sex stories, he opened up about his first experience with the most unexpected person.
He requested me to pen down the story, keeping privacy in mind. So, this story is going to be from his perspective.
Let’s get into the story.
It was a tough time. I just joined a private school to fulfil the family’s needs. We were a family of two, me and my elder brother. He had managed to educate me up to BA. So it was my turn to help him in earning the family bread. So I got that private job and was helping my brother in reshaping his business.
Then, slowly everything was coming to good. My salary was enough to satisfy my needs and save some extra bucks. Dada (elder brother) was also earning a handsome income. So now he decided to marry. And after around three months, he got married to a fine, kind and lovely lady.
I started calling her Boudi (sister-in-law). She used to treat me like her own brother. Everything was fine and happy for the three of us. We had very few guests in our home. So, one day, Boudi decided that she would call some of her cousin sisters and friends to our home.
Dada and I agreed. There was plenty of space in our home to hold four to five guests at one time. I used to spend most of my time in school and Dada in his business. So, we both thought that let Boudi spend some of her time with her friends.
The day of the guests’ arrival came. As usual, I went to the job early in the morning. I had a smooth day at my job. At the usual time, I came home. Dada was already home. I heard the laughing of some girls from outside. I entered home with the intention of creating the smallest attention.
But as soon as I opened the door, I found everyone looking at me. To go to my room, I had to pass through the drawing room. And in the drawing room, the whole family pack was sitting. The moment Boudi saw me, she said, “Bipul, come here. Have a seat. Let me introduce you to my friends.”
Now, I can’t say no to her out of respect. So I sat down. She started introducing her friends one by one. The name of the first girl was Deepti, the second one was Ambika, and the third one was Giti. As soon I came face to face with the third girl, I felt like I had seen her somewhere.
I couldn’t remember where, but I could feel it. She was also looking suspiciously at me. Although we behaved like seeing each other for the first time, I felt that both of us knew that we had met somewhere else. I resumed my seat, trying hard to remember where the heck I had seen her.
Suddenly, I remembered. Yes I did. It’s her. I instantly regretted remembering her face. She is the last person on earth I would like to see. She is my friend. No, she was a friend. A close friend indeed. But she did something for which I can never forgive her.
I stood up, looked at Boudi and said, “Boudi, I’m so tired today. I need a bit of rest.” I looked at Giti through the corner of my eyes. She was looking at me. Her eyes clearly expressed that she remembered me. I wasted no time. I went to my room and closed my room with a slam of the door.
Bou sensed something for sure. I took off my clothes and lay in bed. I closed my eyes, and memories came rushing to me.
I was in class four. She was like my best friend then. We used to share everything between us, from food to gossip. We knew quite a lot about each other. She used to live with her maternal uncle then. Our homes were close by. We used to go to the same school. This friendship lasted up to class 5.
But there came a problem. One day, an incident took place, which shattered us apart. There was a boy in our class who used to tease Giti quite often. I was quite possessive about Giti. So quite naturally, one day, a fight broke up between me and that boy. I got beaten up in black and blue.
When Giti came to know about all this, instead of taking my side, she, too scolded me. It was shocking for me. My heart sank. I just wanted her to be safe. But she took it differently and blamed me. This incident took us apart. I tried to apologise a few times but after seeing her responding negatively, I just gave up.
After some months I managed to secure a seat for myself to study in a boarding school. So I moved away. After a year, she too went to her parents’ home and her maternal uncle moved away somewhere.
It is like seventeen years that have been swept away between our awkward meeting again. She definitely knew this was my home. But why did she still choose to come? It was awkward as well as irritating for me.
That day somehow passed. The next day, Boudi and her friends decided to go to nagaland hills nearby. Early in the morning, I went to my work. After my exit, they went to the hills. They will remain there till evening. So, after returning home from work, I was supposed to be alone.
But things took a different turn when I came back home. The front door was unlocked, meaning someone was inside. I assumed it was my brother. So I went to see him in his room. But on their big double-sized bed, I saw Giti sleeping peacefully. I was puzzled.
I decided that I would quietly complete my lunch and leave her as she was. I changed my dress and entered the kitchen. Being a boy, I am quite a mess in the kitchen. So, by the time I managed to serve myself a plate of rice and a bowl of curry, I had already dropped five or six utensils on the floor.
As a result Giti came to the kitchen while there was still half of the rice on my plate. She looked at me and said, “Oh, I thought it was a cat.” I said nothing and continued my process. She came in and stood beside me for a moment. I said in a threatening kind of voice, “What do you need?”
She casually said, “I’m hungry too.” She started getting rice and curry. I looked at her from the back. My intention was anger, But as soon as I looked at her body, I was distracted. She was wearing a white top and a jeans bottom that completely revealed her leg up to her milky white thighs.
I have never tried to stalk a girl, honestly. But have definitely seen a lot of porn. I looked at her ass. It was like the perfect in shape, like a bubble butt. That’s what it’s called, right? In the fear of getting caught I locked back my eyes at my plate. She took her seat, facing me on the opposite side.
Then she stood up and leaned forward to pick up a chilly from the bowl. I couldn’t control my eyes, and it went for her tits. I don’t know if it was intentional or what but she was taking time in choosing chilly. Like seriously, who in the world takes so much time to choose a chilly?
Anyway, she finished her selection and took one from the plate. I finished my lunch quickly and came out of the dining room. My dick was hard. The image of her milky white cleavage I just saw was striking back my mind again and again. “Let’s just sleep this shit off,” I said to myself.
But it was not possible to sleep with a full tummy. Feels like food is coming back to my mouth as soon as I lie down. “Okay then. Let’s sit in a chair, keep the legs in another chair and sleep.” Just as I said, I tried. But the images were too striking to let go.
I started to imagine pornstars images to get over it. But it made the condition worse. My big boner got even harder. I cursed myself. I didn’t want to get hurt by her images. I switched to the final option and decided to jack off my dick and make it loose.
After all, it’s not easy to roam around in a home with a fairly noticeable boner. My shorts were exploding. I went to my room, closed the door and started shaking. I was shaking as fast as I could. Surprisingly enough, I was unable to ejaculate.
I looked at my dick and thought, “What’s up with this little guy? Don’t want to go down without a fuck?” I was looking at it, and suddenly she knocked at the door. I said with full irritation and anger, “What?”
“I need to talk,” she answered with a firm voice. “About what?” I said. “Open the fucking door at first,” she yelled. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like just completing a freakin heavy workout. The fan was on, so sweat was drying faster. I paused for a brief moment.
I opened the door wide enough to peep my head through it. She was there, in the same clothes. I looked at her with the expression, “What?”
“Let me in.”
“Why?” I said with my eyes.
“I need to talk.”
“About what?” I finally opened my mouth. Instead of replying, she pushed me hard enough to tumble and fall, and she came in. I quickly got up and sat on my bed. I did this so that my boner would not be noticed. She came and stood before me. I was looking at her face with eyes full of rage.
But deep inside, my mind was going wild. That short jeans bottom she was wearing was just too distracting. I was not looking at it but it was in my wide view angle. After a brief moment of absolute awkwardness and my nerves almost bursting, she opened her mouth.
“The things that happened in the past. You are still holding a grudge because of them?”
“What am I supposed to do? Forget it like nothing really ever happened?”I replied instantly.
“We were children back then,” She said.
“I don’t give a fuck,” I replied.
“Forget it already. I am sorry,” She pleaded. I said nothing. My boner went to sleep mode till then. Then she came and sat beside me. I said nothing did nothing. She leaned against my left shoulder. I remained still.
She gently touched my bare chest and whispered in my ear, “Look at me. Do I not look sorry? I am ready to accept any punishment you give me.” I looked at her face. Her eyes are inches away from mine. I read her eyes. There was a strong urge. An urge to feel.
She slid her hands under my shorts and grabbed my dick. I closed my eyes and started to feel the strokes she was giving me with her soft hands. Then I pushed her to bed. Her hands were still under my shorts. I pulled up her tee shirt and bra. Out came her gorgeous breasts.
A milky white boob of big size with brown erect nipples on top. I started to suck one of them and crushed the other. She gave a soft moan. I started sucking hard and fast. Her hands became faster. I was trying to choke myself with her breasts. Then I pulled down her shorts.
She was not wearing anything underneath. I touched her pussy. It was dripping wet. I put two of my fingers inside. They slide in with absolute ease. Then, I inserted one more. Now, she gave out a small moan. I couldn’t take it anymore. I removed her hands from my dick.
I took it out and started rubbing it in her clean, shaved pussy lips. I was rubbing the tip to make it wet, but she was running out of patience. She grabbed my dick and pulled it to her pussy. I gave a hard push and inserted my whole dick in one shot. She gave out one more small moan.
She was definitely not a virgin. I grabbed both her boobs with my hands and started fucking her with crazy speed. Our bodies were clashing and making loud noises. Now I let go of one of her boobs and grabbed her hair. I pulled her head behind me. She was absolutely enjoying the fuck and also me.
After going into missionary position for about a couple of minutes, I took out my dick. Then I told her, “Let me do it in doggy style.” She obeyed without a complaint. She took off all her clothes and took position. I inserted my dick from behind and started going at full speed.
“Spank my ass,” she said. I spanked it. “Harder,” she said. I put all my force and slapped her plump ass. She gave a loud moan. I slapped again. Again, she moaned. I started slapping again and again. She totally forgot everything and full out.
“Oh my god. Fuck. Yes,” her moans made me wild. I pulled her hair back and grabbed her boob. “Put it in my ass,” she suddenly said. I took out my dick from her pussy and put it in her dick. With a little pressure, it went in. I was surprised. She was not even an anal virgin.
I continued with the same swing. After about ten minutes, I was feeling that I was about to cum. “Spank me. Slap my ass,” she said. I started slapping her again. I was about to come. Then I let her boob go and started shaking her clitoris. She was nearing her orgasm like me.
Then I increased my speeds of cock and hands. Then it came. Her orgasm. Her whole body shook. She begged me to stop in a trembling voice. I stopped as I was having an orgasm, too. After her body jerked heavily three or four times, she collapsed with my dick still inside her ass.
She was taking breathing heavily. I took control of my breathing and asked her, “How many times have you fucked before?”
“I have never had a real dick. You are my first man. But I masturbate with sex toys,” she answered. She was still trying to gain her breath back. “A dick feels way better,” She announced.
The day after. All the girls were going back. We had our issue resolved. When going out, she passed by me slowly and whispered, “See you soon for another round.” She winked. I somehow controlled my smile of excitement. I don’t want my brother and Boudi to know what happened between us.
So, that was the story. As usual, let me know what you think of it. My email is [email protected]. See you soon, readers.