Fucked A Model I Met At College Fest

This is a real-life sexual escapade written by me, Chahat Khanna, having a figure of 34-24-34, 23 years old. (Delhi-based [email protected] – male fans can reach me on email/hangouts). I wrote it with my friend Xerxes, who has a 6.5-inch cock plus sexy ideas. (Mumbai-based 27 years old, [email protected] – female fans can ping him on email/hangouts.)

It was the last day of my college festival. The Grand Finale had just ended where they announced the winner of a college beauty pageant. I was waiting for my friend Alisha outside the makeup room. As I stood outside the door, Aryan Khanna walked past me.

I stared at him wide-eyed and could feel him tense and turn around. His blue eyes were sparkling. He flashed a smile and went inside. He was one of the hottest young models amongst the group of 3 from MTV Model Hunt. They had come to judge and mentor our participants.

As he passed by, I could see Alisha talking to the other 2 models – Rohit and Aman. They were good-looking themselves, but Aryan was a Greek God! Alisha was talking animatedly. I could see Aman point his finger at me. As I went closer, I heard they were planning a night out and I was not up for it.

I told Alisha the same. While I said these words, I glanced at Aryan who was standing at a little distance from us. I could clearly see that he was gazing at my boobs that peeked out a bit from my maroon off the shoulder top. Alisha then took me aside.

Alisha: Chahat, come on babe! They are such hot models. We will have fun. You never know what might happen. I think Aman is really into me. Please!

I still did not want to go but then Aryan came up to us and said in his deep voice, “Chahat. Why don’t you join us, babe! You won’t be disappointed.” Flashing his killer smile, he convinced me for the plan. I don’t know when I slept in the car.

Alisha told me later that Aryan kept touching me at the pretext of holding me while I was sleeping. As soon as we reached the farmhouse, I could sense something different about Alisha. Her face was flushed as if she had a long makeout session. Aman was holding her by the waist as we walked in.

Settling in the hall, Aryan went to get us a few beers. There were whiskey, tequila, and vodka as well but we decided to start off slow. We talked about the fest and the guys shared a couple of casting couch incidents they had in their industry.

By the time we were 2 beers down, Aman and Alisha could not stop kissing each other! Her crop top was already pulled up a bit and Aman started fidgeting with her pant. My face turned red. I decided to put this to a stop.

Me: Guys! Let’s play ‘Truth or Dare’. Alisha, bitch. You need to control yourself.

She just smirked at me while Rohit got an empty bottle to get the game started. On the first turn, it was, unfortunately, my turn to choose. I decided to play safe and picked ‘Truth’.

Aryan: Such a loser man! Alright. Let’s make it spicy. What’s your favorite sex position?

Me: Doggy style. Love it when the bodies make the sound against each other.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but I said too much. His eyes glinted as he spun the bottle again. Now it was Aman’s turn and he chose ‘Dare’. Alisha immediately told him to remove his shirt which he happily did. She quickly gave his chest a bite before spinning the bottle again.

Aryan brought us some whiskey. But since I don’t like it much, I poured myself some vodka and ice. It was now Aryan’s turn. He chose to ‘Dare’ as well.
Rohit spoke up before I had a chance. He told Aryan to dance. Now I was disappointed a bit since I missed my chance of doing something naughty.

But once he started dancing, I was taken aback. He kept staring at me while dancing. Slowly he opened his shirt, one button at a time. I had to stop myself from drooling as his body shone in the light. He had a waxed his chest which added to his sex appeal.

My pussy started feeling ticklish and I could not take my eyes off him. The bottle spun and it was my turn. The vodka kicked in and I picked ‘Dare’. Aman and Aryan were all topless now. While Rohit wasn’t in his complete senses since he consumed too much alcohol.

I bet Alisha must be waiting to fuck Aman. But it was my ‘Dare’. Before anybody could say anything, Alisha thought of playing cupid. She told me that Aryan would suck off the beer that will be poured on my navel. She quickly came near me and asked me to lie down on the floor and instructed Aryan. She pulled down my top such that my bra could be seen.

Alisha: Come on Aryan. Go for it.

And she started pouring beer on my stomach. As soon as it touched me, it made me shiver. Aryan didn’t wait for a second. He quickly started drinking every drop that was being poured on my stomach. I can still feel the pleasure of his mouth. He was sucking my whole belly.

His tongue was working its magic on my navel. But Alisha didn’t play fair and deliberately poured some beer on my top and my boobs. Angrily, I got up and went to the washroom to clean myself up. I had no other option and therefore, I removed my wet bra. I came out wearing only the top which was wet.

As soon as I came out, I could see Aryan hungrily looking at my white boobs from the semi-transparent top. I looked around and saw Rohit dozing. Aryan pointed at the bedroom. I could hear loud moans from inside. I realized what was going on between Alisha and Aman.

I decided to move away from the sexually charged atmosphere. I went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water since any other drink would have made my mind dizzy. As I opened the tap, I could feel surrounded by someone. It didn’t take me long to figure out it was Aryan.

He kissed my bare neck. Short, sweet pecks across my neckline. I could feel his cock from behind pushing against my ass crack. He felt huge even from the outside. Alcohol, his stubble grazing my skin, his breath. My pussy had it’s own mind as it secreted juices.

I knew what I exactly wanted and needed that moment. I was too fascinated by him to say or do anything. While his hands worked their magic on my skin, I could feel my hands shiver.

I turned my face towards him and dropped the water on his body playfully. A hot model who could have got any girl in his bed was going crazy for me. The thought drove me crazy as I pulled him towards me. We kissed wildly in that position. I knew that night was going to be memorable.

Within no time, he removed my top and was pressing and kneading my boobs. He was circling my areolas with his fingers and his lips were working on my bare shoulders giving me love bites. He removed his jeans and underwear at one go and his cock stood up saluting me.

He undid my skirt before I could even protest. The very next moment, we were standing naked in front of each other. He picked me up in his muscular arms and placed me on the kitchen platform. Opening my legs wide apart, his lips found my dripping wet pussy.

He kissed my soft pussy lips and then gave a couple of bites. I was jumping and moving in excitement. My hands were on his head pushing his face deeper in my pussy. Then he started using his tongue. I let out a big moan. After a few minutes of sucking and licking my pussy like it’s the last thing in the world, he found my clit.

He started making designs on it with his tongue. He knew the right places to lick, kiss and caress. I could feel my orgasm developing. All I could say was “Aahh, Aryan! Don’t stop, don’t ever stop that” before I released my juices and was breathless. He cleaned my pussy juices while I was still resting on the cold granite.

He had not lost his hardness during that time. He stood in front of me and looked me in the eye. Lifting me off the platform, I wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me across the room to the sofa. My breasts massaging his muscled chest.

He dropped me on the sofa, spread my legs and rubbed his cock against my pussy. His hardness made me wetter and in one push he went inside. My eyes popped out and I had to take a deep breath. He felt bigger after he went inside. He kept varying his pace as he started hitting the right places

Our bodies went ‘thap, thap, thap.’ as he pounded me, holding my legs apart. As he went deeper in my pussy, my legs folded. I welcomed him in my open arms. I could feel his sweat on my hands as I kissed him. He pulled out of me and came near my face. I took his cock in my mouth and started blowing him.

Swirling my tongue on his dick head, I stroked his balls with my other hand. I sucked him, spitting occasionally to lubricate it further. He throat-fucked me and I started gagging. Pulling out, he lay down on the couch and pulled my body towards him. I climbed on top.

Instead of facing him, I turned the other way. I pushed his cock inside my cunt and started grinding against him. I loved his feeling inside me as I increased my speed. As I rode him, he slipped a finger around and stroked my clit. Faster and faster as I drilled myself against his hard cock, he started moaning as well.

Smack. I got one tight slap on my ass that triggered a wave of orgasm inside me. I never knew this would excite me so much. I clenched his cock tighter inside my pussy. I could feel his dick shiver as he suddenly pulled out. He stroked himself and turned me around as he started fucking me doggy style.

“Your favorite, isn’t it?” he growled in my ears as his cock went in and out of my pussy. “Ah, yes.Ah.Ah.Ah!” was all I could moan back in pleasure. He changed his angle a little so he could go in deeper and started hitting my G-spot. I could not control my voice as with every stroke, he hit my skin.

I was enjoying my pussy being fucked silly by this hot man! He held my hips as he finally got tired of fucking me and pulled me by the hair for the final rush of sex. One, two, three. Within 20 strokes he pulled himself out and started cumming all over my face and breasts.

I was red from the long fuck I got but a wave of happiness passed over me as I smiled at him.

Do share your feedback. I will share another incident with Aryan where he smuggled me on the sets of his TV show and fucked me in the vanity van. I would love our fans males/females to reach out to us respectively.