College cultural fest with a hottie

This story is about my college final year, involving me (Tarun) and Pinky. Our class was small, with only 50 students. So, we knew everybody by name.

I was an above-average student; 5’7″ tall, with a tool size of 5.4 inches. Pinky was a fair-complexioned, tall, slim girl. She was 5’10” tall, with measurements of 34-26-35 and a cup size of 34C. Her black hair reached just near her bra strap.

I was very shy, so I hardly talked to her in class. But I used to observe her a lot. She used to sit on the first bench, and I would sit on the fourth bench, far enough that she couldn’t watch me ogling at her. That way I could enjoy the view uninterrupted.

During long breaks between lectures, she would sometimes sit in class and study or talk to her friends. I would sit in class and read comics or books on my phone. One day, during the break, she came to me.

She: Hi, what are you reading?

Me: It’s just an article.

She: What is it about?

Me: It’s just about the latest developments in the tech world. Would you like to read?

She nodded and sat next to me. I felt nervous and was filled with anxiety. She held my phone and bent a little, and I got a nice view of her cleavage and bra.

Her smell was mesmerizing, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her cleavage. I got an erection. I guess she noticed. She gave me a pat on my thigh and said, “Nice. We are friends from now. Let’s talk more often.”

We exchanged numbers, and I started chatting with her and flirting on texts. Her responses were usually quick, especially to flirty texts. Soon, the texts were naughty. In class, whenever the topic got a little naughty or had double-meaning innuendos, I would look at her.

I caught her pressing her boobs during lectures by crossing her arms tightly. She would also press her thighs. She would often rub her thighs while sitting and act like some dust was on her lap, slowly removing it, but there wasn’t. She was just touching herself through any means.

The college had announced a Cultural Fest on December 27th. Our class dress code was girls in sarees and boys in suits. Being winter break, a lot of students were not going to attend. I wanted to know if Pinky was attending and also her boyfriend situation, so I teased her.

Me: You must have not met your boyfriend for a long time.

She: Why do you say that?

Me: I saw you caressing your thighs and playing with, ahem, during lectures sometimes.

She: First of all, I don’t have a boyfriend. Secondly, someone’s been observing me a lot?

Me: So, I am right. You do those things.

She: Pyaas sabko lagti hai. Gala sabka sukhta hai.

Me: Achaji? Apko kaise pata me kya dhundh rha hu?

She: Tumhari pant sab bata rahi hai.

Me: Nazar kaafi tez hai tumhari. But tumhari hi galti hai.

She: Kaise?

Me: Woh toh control me tha jab tak tumne usey touch karke uthaya nahi tha.

She touched my bulge and pressed it, caressing it over my pants for a few seconds before letting go.

She: Lo, ab achese jaga diya. Toh ab kya karna padega?

Me: Mujhe badla lena padega.

She: Woh toh tumne coat pehnate time le liya na?

I gave her a smile and touched her thighs. No one could see what we were doing as we were sitting behind the table. I started caressing her thighs, and she gave me a look, shook her head, and removed my hand. I kept my hand again, but did not caress. She removed her phone and started looking at it.

I got my clue, and I went inside the coat, placing my left hand on her bare back, just above her blouse bra strap. She let out a sigh, “Aahhh. Tumhare hath thande hai.”

Me: Isliye thodi garmi le raha hu.

She laughed and placed her right hand on my thigh. As I started slowly caressing her back, her hand came closer to my erect bulge. She touched it with her little finger, and I came closer to her. Her entire hand was now on my crotch, and my hand went round her back, touching her left side boob from inside the blazer. No one could see as the blazer was covering her boobs.

As I touched her boob again, I gave it a gentle squeeze. She grabbed my crotch and gave a very seductive look, saying, “Koi dekh lega. Lets stop.” I said, “I have a place; wanna go there? Koi nahi hoga.” She did not answer but removed the blazer and gave it to me.

Rajiv’s call came, “Hey Pinky, where are you? Aren’t you coming to the party?”

Pinky: No, I won’t; I have to rush home.

Pinky looked at me and said, “Let’s go; we have three hours before I need to reach home.”

We went on my bike, and she sat behind me with hardly any gap. I could feel her boobs pressing hard against me. She kept her hand wrapped around my waist, and with her little fingers, she would go inside my pants and touch the tip of my penis.

Once we reached home, I wanted to look at her properly. So, I asked her to remove my coat and give me a twirl. She gave a nice slow turn as I glanced from her beautiful pink lips to her slim neck. She lowered her saree to tease me with her navel, turned around to show her sexy back, and shifted her hair so I could enjoy her back even more.

Then she turned around, placed her hands on her side boobs, and gave them a gentle squeeze while winking at me and biting her lower lip. I was a virgin, but she was definitely not. I went close to her, and she kept moving back till she touched the bedroom door.

As I came close, I removed my belt, and she turned towards the door. My penis was screaming to come out of my pants, and she was pressed against the door. I could feel her ass from my penis, and she turned towards me. I wanted to kiss her, but she didn’t let me.

Pinky whispered, “Thodi der aur ruko.”

Me: Me toh ruk jaunga, but ye (pointing at my penis) nahi maan raha.

Pinky looked down and saw the bulge. Then, she quickly unbuttoned my shirt, and then my pants. She bent down and pulled my pants, and I was in my undies and shirt. I wanted to kiss her. So, I made her stand up; she immediately turned towards the door. I pressed her ass cheeks with my hands; they were soft and bouncy like a sponge. My erect penis fit perfectly between her ass cheeks.

Now I moved to remove the saree and whispered, “Hey.”

She: What now?

Me: I am still waiting for the answer.

She: What answer?

Me: Do the carpet match the drapes?

She: It’s high time you find it yourself.

I turned her around and gave her a tight kiss on her lips. We started kissing each other wildly, and I squeezed her left ass with my right hand and squeezed her right boob with my left hand. After 10 minutes of wildly kissing, she looked at me, and we smiled. Her pink lipstick was no longer visible on her lips.

We went inside the bedroom, and I removed her saree. She removed her petticoat, and to my surprise, she was wearing a red panty. Damn! She looked hot in that. Her fine-shaped long legs were killer, and her thighs… uff! I could lick her thighs all night and still be thirsty.

As she removed her blouse, she pulled me closer by my shirt and removed it. She was in a red bra and red panties, while I was now in my undies. We kissed again for five minutes. And while we were doing that, she put her hand inside my undies and started playing with my penis. I was already oozing pre-cum.

She moved back and said, “Looks like you are too excited.” I said, “Ab Aur wait mat kara. Dekh kitna tadap rha hai.” She went on her knee and removed my underwear, and as she did that, my penis touched her nose. She looked up to me and licked her upper lip slowly and kissed my penis. I moaned.

She gave it a stroke and took it inside her mouth in one go. It was hardly a few seconds of a blowjob before I came inside her mouth. I apologized, but she said, “Oho! Lagta hai kisi ka first time hai. Koi baat nahi. Next time better karna.”

She stood up and started walking away, and I pulled her back, saying, “Bhaley hi first time hai, but quit nahi kiya hai ab tak.” I pushed her on the bed, and she smiled as I started coming towards her. She moved back towards the head of the bed and then stopped. I moved closer and closer, and she closed her eyes as I reached near her lips.

I started caressing her nipples over her bra, and her nipples were poking through the bra. She held my head and moved it towards her nipples, and I slid one hand inside her panty and started playing with her pussy lips. She kissed me ferociously, and I moved back and started pinching her nipples one by one. She started moaning, “Aaah. Uhmmmmm. Aaaaaahhhh.”

I removed her bra, and she threw her panty at me. I made her sit on my lap, facing me, and my penis rubbing on the edge of her pussy drove her crazy. Then I went and started sucking her nipples, and she started sweating. I stopped and went near her pussy and started licking it. She grabbed my hair tightly and started pulling it; it was very arousing.

While my tongue was moving around inside her pussy in circular motions, she was moaning, “Aaaahhh. Tarun aur. Don’t Stop Tarun.” I started fondling her nipples with my fingers, and within 10 minutes, she couldn’t control and came.

She: Finally, I came. What now?

Me: Ab 1 round aur. Utho… Help me with this.

She saw the condom and helped me put it on. She made me lie on the bed and positioned her wet, dripping pussy over my penis. She looked deep into my eyes as she came down, and her pussy gulped my penis in one go. She held me tight and started bouncing, screaming as if it was her first time too. It was very sexy.

After two minutes, she got tired, and I asked her to go into a doggy-style position. Then we did it that way for 11 minutes, and her screams became louder: “Aaah. Aaah. Aaah. Ooh. Yess! Yess! Don’t stop… More more more. Tarun, Aaaah!!!” Then we decided to go missionary.

I sucked her nipples first, and as I slid my penis inside her wet pussy, I kissed her. She kept the kiss going by biting my lower lip and moving her tongue inside my mouth. While stroking her in full speed, I kept caressing and squeezing her boobs and nipple. She pushed me back and said, “I am gonna cum,” and I increased my speed. She came, and so did I.

We lay there naked, our bodies wrapped around each other. We kissed and slept for some time.

This was my encounter, and I will be sharing many more such encounters. Hope you liked it.