Hello guys. I am here with another story. This time, her name is Tara. Anyone who sees Tara wants to suck her perfect juicy lips. I am excited to share the story of the encounter I had with her.
Growing up in a middle-class South Indian family, life was pretty much straightforward for me. I was focused on my studies, always chasing grades and planning for a secure future. In junior college, I was the class leader. I used to play sports and represented my college.
Therefore, I was always fit and popular. My days were filled with college, friends, and the occasional cricket match in the evenings.
Among my classmates, there was one girl, Tara. She hardly registered on my radar. She was sweet. But somehow, she didn’t fit the mould of what I thought was ‘cool. So, I had overlooked her.
Fast forward to a few years later, we both landed jobs in the same company. I hadn’t seen her since school and was taken aback by her transformation. Tara now radiated confidence and beauty. She had become one of the sexiest girls I had ever seen.
Her lips were perfect, and her chubby cheeks added to her charm. Her body was stunningly curvaceous. There was a glow about her that caught everyone’s attention, including mine. Suddenly, the girl I didn’t care about in school became someone I couldn’t ignore.
Much to my surprise, we found ourselves sharing an office cab since we lived close to each other. Initially, our interactions were a bit awkward. It was clear that we were not the same old classmates we used to be.
The quiet rides filled with small talk gradually began to feel different, charged with an undeniable chemistry—at least on my side.
One day, I was hanging out with my buddy, who was friends with me from school, and we began reminiscing about our school days. I mentioned Tara, not thinking much about it. To my shock, he leaned in and said, “You know, she had a crush on you back in college.”
My heart raced. Could it be true? I never noticed it back then. Once those words were out, a new belief took root in my mind. What if I actually had a chance with her? Could this beautiful woman really be into me? The idea was exhilarating.
My imagination began to run wild. My thoughts quickly drifted into more intimate territories, which only added to the anticipation I felt every time I saw her.
The next day, the cab ride took an unexpected turn. It was just the two of us. The driver, as usual, was focused on the road, his eyes glued to the traffic. I took a deep breath, deciding to seize the moment. “Tara, is it true that you had a crush on me back in school?”
I ventured, my heart racing in sync with the car’s stopping engine. At first, she looked shy, her cheeks flushing a charming shade of pink. “Um, yeah… I did,” she finally admitted with a nervous giggle. The small confession ignited something in me, encouraging me to share my feelings.
“Well, I think you are sexy,” I said, feeling the heat in the air grow thick with unsaid words. Just as the words settled in, an electric tension filled the cab. It was an unusual atmosphere for a regular ride to work. As we stared at each other with newfound intensity, the thrill of the moment was too overwhelming.
However, our destination came too quickly, and we had to pause our growing connection. The next day, as we climbed into the cab, I noticed Tara was dressed differently, more daring. She wore a revealing outfit, one that left little to the imagination.
Her sleeveless top showcased her flawless skin, her midriff was on display, and her curves were accentuated perfectly. My heart raced—was this her way of expressing interest? After a few minutes, the other passengers exited the cab, leaving just the two of us alone again.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. “You look absolutely hot today,” I said with genuine admiration. “Did you get dressed all sexy for me?” Her shy smile spoke volumes. I could feel the air thicken between us as temperatures rose. It was my cue.
I could feel my heart racing in my chest. I leaned in closer to her, our lips barely inches apart. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. And then, without a word, I kissed her. my heart pounding. To my surprise, she responded, her lips soft against mine.
It was a slow, passionate kiss, the kind that makes your toes curl, and your heart skip a beat. I could feel her body melting into mine. I knew that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
I slipped my hands onto her lap, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingers. I could see her eyes spark with excitement mixed with nervousness. The boundaries of our friendship quickly faded away. I could feel a sense of urgency; the thrill of the moment was intoxicating.
I began to explore, reaching further and indulging in pure, unfiltered passion. The back of the cab transformed into a world of our own, where nothing else mattered. She gasped as I began to explore her body. My fingers traced a path up her thigh and down again.
I could feel her trembling with anticipation, and I knew that she was ready for more. I slowly slid my hand up her skirt, feeling the softness of her skin and the heat of her body. She moaned quietly as I touched her. I could feel her wetness seeping through her panties.
I slipped my fingers inside her, feeling her tightness and the warmth of her juices. She was so wet, so ready for me. I began to move my fingers in and out of her, feeling her muscles clench around me as she moaned with pleasure.
I couldn’t resist any longer. I had to taste her. I moved my mouth down to her armpits, licking and sucking on her skin. She tasted salty and sweet, and I couldn’t get enough of her. She moaned even louder as I sucked on her, her body trembling with pleasure.
I could feel her coming undone beneath my fingers, her body shaking and convulsing as she reached her climax. She cried out my name, her hands gripping the seat as she rode out her orgasm. I continued to move my fingers inside her, feeling her muscles clench and release as she came.
When she was finished, she looked up at me, her eyes filled with gratitude and desire. She reached out and unzipped my pants, taking my hard cock in her hand. She began to stroke me, her fingers moving up and down my shaft. I moaned as she touched me, my body trembling with pleasure.
She leaned in and took me in her mouth, her lips wrapping around my cock. She moved her mouth up and down my shaft, her tongue flicking over the head of my cock. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my body trembling with pleasure.
And then, with one final thrust, I came. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving mine. We sat there in silence, our bodies spent and sated. The taxi driver didn’t even glance back. He knew what was going on, and he didn’t care.
We walked home, our bodies entwined and our hearts racing. From that moment on, every day was an adventure in the cab. We explored each other’s bodies and discovered new pleasures. I found a love that we never thought was possible. And it all started with a simple smile and a kiss in the back of a taxi.
So, guys, that’s the story. Hope you guys liked it. I am planning to start a series on the situation that’s been going on in my life. So, see you guys soon. Also, if any girls want to chat or share your feedback can contact me through mail.
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