Previous Part: Sex with Stranger In Kolkata – Part 3
Hello readers! I’m back with the fourth and the last part of the series ‘Sex with Stranger In Kolkata’. I hope you are eagerly waiting for the final part of this story. In case you haven’t read the previous part please make sure to read those so that you can enjoy this one.
We reached Pune by evening. Tanvi guided me to her apartment. I parked the car on a street near the apartment. We both got off and walked towards the apartment. It looked like a pretty old building. It must have been built in the early 2000s I thought to myself.
It had an old lift, one of those where you need to slide its door manually. We used it to get onto the second floor. The old lift rattled and groaned with a clanking sound caused by its rusted and de-oiled parts. We removed our footwear and kept it on a stand adjacent to the door of her flat.
Tanvi opened the door and welcomed me inside the flat. The flat looked cleaner from the inside as compared to the building, and the walls were well-decorated. Though the building seemed old, the flats were spacious. I judged that she mustn’t be staying alone.
There must be someone she stays with in order to share the expenses. And there I was, I saw photo frames on the walls featuring a girl who wasn’t Tanvi. She looked hot in those pics. I was quick to ask her who the girl was. She told me that she was Sejal, her flatmate.
She brought a glass of water and told me to make myself comfortable on the couch. She would go to bathe and freshen herself. I was also tired after driving for so long. I gulped the entire glass of water and rested f on the couch. I waited for her to be back. Once done, she came back into the living room.
She had changed to casuals, just a sleeveless T-shirt and a pair of trousers. She had a towel on her shoulder, wiping her wet hair. I was mesmerized by her wet hair. She caught me gazing at her and gave me a naughty smile. She suggested I also bathe and change to something more comfortable.
But I did not have an extra pair of clothes or a towel. She told me not to worry as I could wear one of their T-shirts and also use one of their towels. I could also use it to cover myself down. That seemed like an embarrassing idea. But she assured me that it was just the three of us and only for a single night.
So it didn’t matter much. I obeyed and went to shower myself. As I was done, she provided me with an oversized t-shirt and a towel. On coming out, I saw that she had prepared tea and some cookies for both of us. I sat across a table in the kitchen as we chit-chatted about things over snacks.
I asked her about her stay in Pune, the apartment, her flatmate, etc. She has been staying in Pune since she got her first job. She told me that the flat is a 1BHK owned by an aged couple who stayed on the ground floor of the same building. I was more interested to know about Sejal. So, I quizzed her about that.
She revealed that her roommate’s full name was Sejal Chaubey (name changed). Sejal was there to study mass media at a prestigious college in Pune. Her dad was a politician in Uttar Pradesh, and they were rich. Her dad could get her the seat as he had contacts with those in the management of that college.
But her family was conservative. Upon moving to Pune, Sejal tasted freedom for the first time. She was staying all alone in the same flat. After her first year at the college, she was in bad company. She tasted alcohol for the first time, learnt to smoke, and even tried drugs.
As a result, she needed more money. She started sleeping with strangers in return for money. It started with casual one-night stands. Then, eventually, she became known among her regular client circles. She had transformed into a prostitute. Her attendance at college started to dip.
Ultimately, she failed a semester. Her parents started being concerned about her future. But obviously, they did not know what she did, which led to her failure. Her dad told her that if she failed to clear her exam this time, he would take her back to UP and get her married.
Sejal’s freedom felt threatened for the first time. She could not take things lightly anymore. So, she decided to get a roommate for herself who could help her be more disciplined. She found Tanvi, who was about to move to Pune to take up her new job. She was in search of an affordable accommodation.
Sejal worked hard to improve things until her liberty seemed to be restored. She got her degree. As time progressed both of them bonded together and became best friends. Sejal, through her acquaintances, secured a job at a local ad company.
She again got into her careless attitude and continued her prostitution endeavour. But this time, because she had started liking it and not solely for money. By now, I knew, Sejal was way more of a slut than Tanvi. We talked for about 2 hours over various topics.
And then suddenly, we heard the door unlock. Tanvi murmured to herself, “There you go, she’s back.” And Sejal closed the door after entering. Upon seeing no one in the living room she walked towards the kitchen to find us sitting across the table munching over cookies.
Tanvi smiled at her while I just looked at both of them. She looked bewildered seeing a stranger sitting in her house so comfortably. Tanvi said, “Meet him, he’s Hrishikesh, my new friend.” I smiled at Sejal out of courtesy, but she somewhat ignored me. I knew this bitch was full of attitude.
She told Tanvi to make her a cup of tea as she untied her hair and walked towards the bedroom. She changed and came back to the kitchen. She picked some cookies from the plate and sat on the platform. She asked Tanvi, “Ab ye Hrishikesh kaun hai be?” (Bitch, who’s this Hrishikesh?)
Tanvi replied: He’s my new friend. Kolkata mein mile hum dono. (We met in Kolkata.)
Sejal: Oh, I see! New friend, haa? (and gave a naughty look to both of us) Achha Hrishikesh, is the boy you texted me about? You stayed with him, right? (and winked to Tanvi.)
Tanvi: Yeah, he’s the one. (and she blushed)
She turned to me and said, “Hrishi, she’s Sejal. I don’t think you need an intro about her anymore, do you?”
Me: No, it’s fine.
Sejal: Oh, so before I came you people were talking about me?
Me: Yes. By the way, I’m Hrishikesh. I stay in Mumbai and work for a company there. I’m here only to drop Tanvi. I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning. Till then, you can call me Hrishi.
Sejal: Ah, no hurry, Mr. Hrishi. I’m not keen on your departure. You may leave when you feel like it.
Me: Oh, thanks for your generous hospitality.
Sejal was a fit girl with a dusky skin tone. She wore a t-shirt that barely covered her navel and shorts that ended just above her knees. She had medium boobs, and great ass, and thick thighs. She had yellow-brown curly hair. She caught me staring at her cleavage but ignored me.
The sweat over her neck and cleavage made her look more sexy. I also found her checking out on me so I knew even she was interested in me. It was dinner time by now. Tanvi had ordered something for the three of us. She received the order while I helped her set up the dining table.
I was sleepy after the road journey. I told them that I needed to sleep at the earliest. They put up a mattress in the living room so that I could sleep there. They moved to the bedroom to sleep. I laid down over there and fell asleep spontaneously.
About an hour later, there was a power cut that happened. The fan went off, and it was hot. I woke up and couldn’t sleep anymore. I went towards the bedroom and knocked on the door. Tanvi opened the door and asked me what happened. Sejal had also woken up.
I told her, and she asked me to shift to the bedroom as the fan over there was still on, thanks to the power inverter. There was a small space on the floor beside their bed. I could spread my mattress and sleep. I quickly folded my mattress and took it to the bedroom, spread it and lay there.
But my sleep was already interrupted, and so was theirs. We lay there trying to sleep, gazing at the ceiling above us. Finally, I suggested to them that we do something more interesting instead of failed attempts to put ourselves to sleep. Sejal suggested we play truth or dare. We both agreed.
She went and brought a filled bottle of vodka. So, we had to finish the vodka in order to play with the bottle properly. She also brought a small bottle of tequila. She said that she knew how to prepare a good cocktail of tequila and vodka. All of us drank it. It was great as if we were teleported to some paradise.
The two girls also had cigarettes on. The effect of all this had started to show up gradually. All three of us were getting high with each passing minute. The ‘Truth or Dare’ was laced with spicy questions making it interesting. After several rounds, once again, the bottle pointed towards me.
Sejal was to ask questions. She said, “Sach sach bolna ha.” (tell frankly). And I was like, “Haa ok puch toh” (yeah, go on).
Sejal: Tune kabhi threesome kiya hai? Have you ever thought of it? (Have you ever had a threesome?)
Me: Kiya toh kabhi nahi hai. But I have thought of it many times. (Never done it.)
Sejal: Karna chahoge, if you ever get a chance? (Would you like to participate if you get a chance?)
The question and the alcohol drew me crazy. And as I had mentioned earlier, I had covered my lower body with just a towel. And my dick was erect, which was clearly noticed by them.
Tanvi shyly giggled and said, “Woh batayega nahi shayad par dekh uska khada ho gaya. It’s for you to know his answer.” (It seems like he won’t answer, but look he’s tool is already erect.)
Sejal passed a naughty look at me. She pounced upon me as if she were a witch who’d eat me up tonight. She forced her lips onto mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I wasn’t prepared for her pouncing but definitely wanted it so I gave in easily. She took off my t-shirt and then moved to my chest.
She started kissing and licking it. Looking at us, Tanvi got horny. She also took off her t-shirt and started pressing her boobs over her bra. Soon, Sejal also unbuttoned her night dress and threw it aside. Then she took off my towel in an instant, exposing my erect dick.
Without even wasting a second, she bent down to take it in her mouth. She started by touching her tongue to the tip of it. She started moving to and fro from tip to the point where she would deepthroat herself. She was a pro at sucking and knew what her job was.
She must have done it to so many males by now. She knew when to be slow and when to be fast. In between, she would momentarily stop to hold my dick in her hand and press certain points using her thumb. That made me moan. “Aah, ah oh oh yes babe. Do it that way, aaah.”
I put my hands behind her back to unhook her bra and started fondling and pressing her boobs. My cock was fully covered with her saliva. Seeing this made Tanvi more horny. She removed her trousers, put her hand inside her panty, and started fingering herself.
By now, Tanvi was in her lingerie, and Sejal was topless. And I was completely naked. Sejal looked at Tanvi as she fingered herself. Noticing this, Tanvi took out her hand from her panty. She put her fingers into her mouth to taste her pussy juice in a naughty manner. And started sucking it like a cock.
Upon seeing this, Sejal said to her, “Hey, why fake it when you have it, babe? Come on, help me,” and made space for Tanvi. Tanvi came and started sucking my balls while Sejal continued with my dick. Sejal’s spit would flow down to my balls and start to make its way to Tanvi’s mouth.
Tanvi also knew how to suck the cum out of a man’s balls. I couldn’t control it anymore and shot my cum into Sejal’s mouth. It wasn’t planned, and I thought I should have asked her before letting it out. But Sejal instead smiled at me in a slutty way.
She opened her mouth to show the cum that remained inside her mouth, assuring that she liked it. Tanvi got jealous of her and immediately took her face. She liplocked with her in an attempt to take up some of my cum into her mouth. They both liplocked like lovers and shared my cum.
Both of them showed to me the cum they got into their mouths and gulped it down. My cum smeared over Sejal’s lips and lower face. For Tanvi, it made her hair and forehead messy. They wiped their faces with a towel. Then Tanvi asked me, “Whom would you like to bang tonight, Hrishi?”
I said, “Both of you, but first Sejal, as I haven’t tried her yet.” Sejal’s face glowed, and she exclaimed, “I’m glad, Hrishi. Most welcome.” I caught her legs, pulled her towards me, and took off her panty. I spread her legs and kept her feet over my shoulders.
I thrust my dick inside her cunt and started pounding her in missionary. Her pussy wasn’t tight at all and proved that she was a seasoned slut.
Sejal: Baby Fuck me like that. Bang me hard. I need it.
Me: Yes, babe, I know you need it. You are a slut, after all, and you are going to get banged like one tonight.
Sejal: That’s like my daddy. Make me your bitch.
Sejal: Zor zor se chodo mere bhosde ko. Pura zor lagao. Faad do aaj toh. (Fuck my pussy hard. Put in all the force, tear it apart.)
In the flow, I just rolled down a bit, exposing her ass sideways to Tanvi. So now Tanvi had a view of her ass and not of us fucking. Tanvi, who was already watching us while fingering herself, couldn’t control upon seeing her ass and came near her ass.
She spread Sejal’s ass cheeks, smelled her asshole and then put her tongue onto Sejal’s asshole. Sejal hadn’t seen it coming and shivered all of a sudden. Tanvi started tongue fucking her asshole vigorously. Sejal enjoyed her pussy being fucked by me, complemented by Tanvi tongue fucking her ass.
Sejal: Haa chaat saali chaat. Ji bhar ke chaat. (Yes bitch lick it, lick it as much as you wish to.)
Tanvi: It is so good, babe. I love your asshole.
Sejal: Saali chinaal kahin ki. Aise hi chaat; it feels great. (You whore, keep licking)
Sejal had multiple orgasms throughout the intercourse. I was about to cum, and I asked her where do I finish. She said she was fine if I’d do it inside her pussy as she would take pills. I followed and came inside her pussy. My fluid flowed out of her pussy as I took my dick out.
Her smile was an indicator that she was satisfied this way after a long time. Now, it was Tanvi’s turn. I wanted to pound her ass as I had done during our Kolkata stay. I liked it very much. I looked around in the room to find anything with which I could lube her ass.
I found a bottle of oil. I opened it. Caught Tanvi by her waist and pulled her towards me. I spread her ass cheeks and applied the oil to lubricate her asshole. And also applied it to my dick. When I was about to start entering her ass, Sejal interrupted and told me to stop for a while.
She said, “Ruk Tannu, you’re not done yet. Mere pass ek idea hai.” (Wait, Tannu, you’re not done yet. I have an idea)
Saying this, she got up and opened a cupboard. She took out a wearable dildo. Now, that was unexpected. She wore it quickly and said she wanted to bang Tanvi’s pussy while I bang her ass. Hearing this, Tanvi got scared. She said she had never done double penetration before.
But both of us convinced her somehow and told her that we’d start slow. If she felt uncomfortable, she could ask us to stop anytime. Sejal decided to go first. She spat on the tip of the dildo while Tanvi applied her spit to her pussy. She started penetrating her slowly.
Once Tanvi got into the flow, I asked Sejal to stop for a moment as I tried to penetrate her backwards. I put on a lot of lube and entered her ass. It was tight, but somehow, we both started making a to-and-fro motion to bang her. And eventually, momentum was built and she started enjoying it.
She started moaning, “Aah, oh yeah, oh yeah, babes. Fuck me like that. I like it. I like it. Bang me like never before. Chodo mujhe.” (Fuck me)
Sejal: Saali kutti kya kameeni hai tu. Har waqt chudne ke liye taiyar rehti hai. (What a slut you are. Always ready to get fucked.)
Tanvi: Saali bhadwi tu toh bol hi mat. Randi kahin ki. Tu toh paison ke liye chudti hai. (You bitch. You’re a whore so don’t talk much. You get fucked for money.)
Me: Tanvi, meri raand, dekh tujhe kaise maza dilata hu. (Tanvi, you slut see what I do to you.)
All three of us had a great momentum made up. We were enjoying it greatly when, all of a sudden, Tanvi pushed Sejal, and she let out a huge moan. Her pussy contracted, and she let out a great squirt. The mattress was drenched with it. Seeing this, I couldn’t stop myself any longer and finished inside her ass.
But Sejal was undone yet. She saw us lying down, relaxed and satisfied by the great orgasms. She got up with anger, took the bottle of vodka and inserted its tip into her pussy (recollect the tip of the magic moments bottle). She started masturbating vigorously.
Ultimately, she was done and had a great orgasm as she squirted upon one of the walls of the bedroom. We laughed as we saw her do that. And then she also lied beside us. We three slept on the mattress naked, just covering ourselves with the sheets.
The next day, I got up, had a bath, ate breakfast and left for Mumbai. So that was all about my trip to Kolkata and my encounter with a stranger.
Hope you liked the story series. Requesting you to take some time to keenly comment about which part you liked the most and why. Also, what could have been done better?