I am Siddharth and everybody calls me ‘Sid’. I am 25 years old normally built 6 feet in height, presently working as a doctor in Hyderabad. My life is full of romantic episodes and I completely enjoyed my life. I always enjoyed reading stories here and want to take you through my adventures. My future stories will be a continuation of the series. All the names in my stories have been changed for privacy purposes.
I joined medical college. The freshers’ ceremony at our medical college was a night to remember. I stood before the crowd, reciting a poem about the journey of becoming a doctor. The applause and cheers made it clear I had made an impression.
Among the audience was Selva, a reserved girl who watched from the back. I didn’t notice her then, but later I learned that my poem had deeply touched her. We exchanged polite nods in the hallways afterward, but our interaction remained minimal.
The Dasara holidays arrived, and with them, a surprise message from Selva on Facebook. Her profile had no pictures, so I hadn’t seen her before. Her message read: “Hi Sid, I hope you’re enjoying the holidays. I just wanted to let you know that your poem at the freshers’ ceremony was amazing. It really touched me.”
Her message caught me off guard, but I was pleasantly surprised and thanked her. Our conversations soon shifted to WhatsApp, where I saw her for the first time in her display picture. She was beautiful and had an attractive charm, which added an intriguing layer to our budding friendship.
Our chats covered a range of topics – studies, hobbies, travel, movies, and jokes. Sometimes, we flirted lightly, and our conversations even touched on more adult themes, always with a playful tone. I found myself eagerly anticipating our interactions, as they were both engaging and stimulating.
When the holidays ended, I was excited to return to college and see Selva in person. On the first day back, I noticed her at the next dissection table in the anatomy hall. She was around 165 cm, Indian brown like Bipasha Basu. She wore a simple green chudidar, but her figure was striking. Her face was even more captivating in person than in her pictures. The lab coat did little to hide her beauty, making her presence all the more noticeable.
Later, I sent her a message on WhatsApp, praising her for how stunning she looked in real life. “You looked amazing today,” I wrote. She seemed genuinely pleased with the compliment, and our conversations began to flow more naturally. As time went on, we grew closer, and our connection deepened.
Our internal exams were approaching, and we were all huddled in the study room on the ground floor. One day, feeling hungry, I decided to head to the canteen on the 4th floor. As I entered the elevator, I was surprised to see Selva there as well, heading to the same destination. We ended up going to the canteen together, sharing snacks and talking about our exams.
While we chatted, I couldn’t help but admire her. She caught me looking, but she didn’t seem to mind. The conversation about our worries and plans for the exams brought us even closer.
On our way back to the study room, the elevator was empty. Seizing the moment, I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. It was a brief, impulsive kiss, but it felt like the culmination of everything that had been building between us. I stepped out of the lift immediately afterward and hurried back to the study room, leaving Selva stunned.
Back in the study room, I struggled to focus on my studies. My mind replayed the kiss over and over, and I guessed she was feeling the same way. Suddenly, both of our phones pinged simultaneously. She had messaged me, asking, “Why did you do that?”
I felt a wave of guilt and quickly apologized, trying to explain that it was an impulsive act. I confessed how much I was attracted to her pink-shaded lips. Selva revealed it was her first kiss, and the tension between us eased as we processed what had happened. It was clear that our connection had deepened, and I was unsure where it would lead.
From then on, we started studying together more frequently. Selva would sit with me, and some classmates teased us with knowing winks. Our relationship grew stronger with each passing day. After exams, we found more time to hang out.
One day, we decided to skip classes and watch a movie. It was a film starring Ram Charan, her favorite actor, and it became our first movie date.
Sitting next to her in the dim theater, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. As the movie played, I rested my hand on her leg. To my relief, she didn’t object. Encouraged, I slowly moved my hand to her waist, keeping it there for a long time. The growing tension between us was palpable. I could feel her body responding to my touch, and as I glanced at her, I noticed her awareness and anticipation.
With the atmosphere charged, I decided to take a chance. I gently moved my hand up and touched her breasts. The sensation was electrifying. I enjoyed the feeling and continued to press her breasts, savoring the closeness we shared. Our kisses grew more passionate as the movie progressed. The intimacy between us deepened, and we both reveled in the heightened connection.
As December 31st approached, we students organized a late-night party. While everyone was reveling, Selva and I decided to escape from the crowd. We slipped away to an empty room near the auditorium, where we wouldn’t be disturbed. The quiet room was a stark contrast to the bustling party, providing a private space for us to explore our intimacy further.
In the secluded room, our physical connection intensified. We began by kissing passionately, our hands exploring each other’s bodies with increasing urgency. I began to undress her, my hands roaming over her curves. Selva responded eagerly, her touch just as fervent.
I continue to kiss and nip at her neck, making my way down to her collarbone. I can feel her heart racing beneath my lips, her breath coming in short gasps. I reached up and undid the buttons of her shirt, my fingers brushing against her skin. She had already removed her jeans when we were kissing. Her figure of 34-26-34 was completely available for my eye feasting.
She shivered, her eyes closed as I pushed the fabric aside and exposed her breasts. I leaned in and took one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. She moaned softly, her body reacting to every touch.
“Sid… oh, that feels so good,” Selva whispered, as she ran her fingers through his hair. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, her body responding to his touch in ways she had never experienced before. The room was filled with the sounds of our intimacy as we lost ourselves in the moment.
I continued to lick and sucked at her nipples, my hands roaming over her body. I can feel her getting wetter and wetter, her body trembling with desire. I pulled back, my lips trailing down her stomach. I reached the waistband of her pants and hooked my fingers into it, pulling them down. She stepped out of them, her legs shaking.
I knelt in front of her, my eyes taking in her naked body. She was so beautiful, I thought to myself. I leaned in and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, causing her to jump. I looked up at her, my eyes filled with mischief.
“Relax, Selva. I am just going to make you feel good,” I assured her, my lips curling into a smirk. She nodded, her eyes filled with trust. I leaned in and pressed a kiss to her pussy, causing her to gasp. I swirled my tongue around her clit, my fingers exploring her wet folds. She cried out, her hands gripping my hair.
I continued to lick and sucked at her clit, my fingers exploring her wet folds. I can feel her getting closer and closer to climax, her body trembling with desire. I can feel her clit swelling beneath my tongue, her moans were getting louder and louder. I can feel her body tensing up, her legs shaking.
“Sid……. Ahhhh…… Ahhhhh” she cried out, her voice filled with pleasure. I continued to lick and suck at her clit. My fingers explored her wet folds. I can feel her body shaking. Her moans were getting louder and louder. She cried out while her body convulsed with pleasure. I can feel her juices flowing down my chin. Her body was trembling with desire.
“Oh, fuck, Sid, yes! I am going to cum” Selva moaned, as she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Sid slid two fingers inside her, curling them upwards to hit her G-spot. Selva’s moans grew louder and more urgent. Her body trembled as she came hard. Her juices coated Sid’s fingers and chin.
I stood up and kissed Selva deeply, letting her taste herself on his lips. She could feel my erection pressing against her, and she knew what she wanted next.
“Fuck me, Sid,” Selva whispered, as she unbuttoned my pants and wrapped her hand around my cock. Sid didn’t need any more encouragement. I tried to slide inside her but it was difficult.
“Fuck, you are so tight,” I muttered, my voice thick with desire. ”I’ve never done this before,” she admitted, her voice shy.
“I know,” I said, kissing her again. “I’ll be gentle, I promise.”
I pushed inside her. I started to thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster and harder as Selva begged for more. I grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to me, as I drove deeper and deeper inside her.
“Oh my god, Sid. Yes, just like that. Fuck me harder,” you beg, digging your nails into my back.
“Oh, fuck, Selva, you feel amazing,” I groaned, as I felt myself getting closer to climax.
“Fuck, I am cumming. Oh my god, I am cumming,” she screamed as she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me even closer, as she started to cum again.
My orgasm hit her like a wave, my cock pulsing inside her as I filled her with my cum. We collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty, our bodies entwined as we caught our breath. It was a virgin experience for both of us and we loved it.
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