Shruti my senior batchmate

Hello everyone, I am Kush a typical Gujarati guy. I belong to the southern part of Gujarat, very close to Mumbai. The story that I am about to share is about my love/sexual incident that happened between me and Shruti. It is going to be a long story, so please be patient.

Talking about Shruti, she was my senior batch-mate while I was pursuing my PG in Mumbai. Shruti was a very introverted and shy kind of girl when I first met her. She was 6 months ahead of my course, but we generally used to have lectures together. Anybody who sees Shruti for the first time would never find her attractive, she always used to dress very decently and never used to wear any kind of revealing clothes.

None of my batchmates had ever shown any interest in her. Nobody used to flirt with her or any kind of a thing. She was the only girl in my class so everyone treated her with respect. I tried to be friends with her and started with small talk. Even she responded well as I was the smartest in my batch and technically very strong.

We started talking a lot during lectures and after the lectures. I kind of liked her decency. She was not that attractive maybe because she always wore decent clothes, loose kurtis, loose t-shirts, and shirts. Till then, I never had any kind of sexual attraction towards her I always had a soft spot for her.

Every evening after college, I used to make sure that I completed my work with her so that I could walk with her to the railway station. She knew that I was getting close to her but she never minded that. Even she started to like my company.

One day, we had an Industrial visit around Mumbai, so we all met there. It was raining throughout the day and in the evening when we completed the visit, it was time to leave. So we all started walking toward the railway station. While walking, everyone planned to visit a nearby shopping mall. I saw my senior Shurti’s face, she was in no mood to go there, so she signaled me no and told me that she wanted to go home. She insisted me to come along with her.

We both reached the railway station and took the first local. As it was peak hours in Mumbai, it was overcrowded. When we boarded the train, we both stood near the corner and let the crowd aside. The train was so packed that I and Shruti I both came too close to each other. I could smell the sweet perfume that she had put on. We both were standing like a couple, and everyone around us was looking at us as if we were a couple. I was trying hard to not let the crowd push get to Shruti, I was kind of protecting her.

Shruti was watching me do all this and was enjoying everything.

While we both were about to get off the train, I told Shruti to stand in front and I was holding her from her belly. As the station arrived, a huge push from behind came and my hand went onto Shruti’s breasts. I accidently pressed them very hard because I had nothing to take support of or else I could have fallen down. At that very moment, I felt the softness of her boobs. They felt so big, I had never imagined that.

As soon as we got down and looked at each other, I saw Shurti’s face. She was giving me a strange look. I instantly told her, “I am so sorry, I didn’t do that for a purpose” and tried to explain the situation. But she understood me and calmed me down by saying, “It’s ok baba, I can understand.”

After that, we both came a bit closer and there was a strange bond developing between us as days passed.

Many times, I asked my senior Shruti for a lunch date. But she always changed the topic and refused it. After that train incident, I started to observe her body well. I used to imagine her boobs, her nipples, the color of the nipples, etc. I used to look at her bra straps etc. I started lusting on her body and used to masturbate thinking of her a lot. I always imagined her boobs and sucking those cute boobs.

There was a lot of tension building inside me. I was very confused about my feelings, I didn’t exactly know if I was getting in love with her or if it was just lust that was building inside me.

One fine day, we were attending a lecture, Shruti was sitting just next to me and today she was looking very cute in a grey shirt and black formal pants. I looked at her and told her to look in my book.

As she looked at my book, I started writing, “You look cute today.” Then she looked at me and blushed and smiled at me. Then she took the pen from me and wrote, “Thanks, dear.”

I again took the pen and wrote, “I deserve a lunch date today, please.”

She again gave me a look and she wrote “Ok, only because you are the only one who compliments me.”

I was so happy that I started smiling. She again took the pen and wrote, “Stop smiling, idiot, I don’t want anybody to know about this.”

Then we acted like nothing happened and finished the lecture.

It was lunchtime, so we both sneaked out and reached a nearby coffee shop. Shruti looked happy, and she knew what was cooking in my head. We ordered coffee and some snacks. I told Shruti, “Thanks for saying yes to the date”

Shruti suddenly asked me, “Kush, what’s up with you?”

I asked her, “In what sense?”

She told me that she had been noticing me since that train incident and told me that I had been behaving weirdly since then.

Then I told her frankly that I was very confused about the feeling that I had for her. She was listening to me very patiently to everything I said. During the conversation, she told me that even though she liked me was attracted to me and had noticed me since the first day we met each other.

We both accepted that we were physically and emotionally attracted to each other. We were constantly looking at each other’s eyes. We both didn’t know what exactly it was lust or love, but it was getting deeper and deeper.

As days passed, we got closer and closer. We used to skip lectures and roam around in Mumbai as couples. I started touching her around and she never hesitated about it. I used to feel her bra strap above her t-shirt, I use to feel her belly, her ass and slowly I started touching her boobs whenever I got a chance. Shruti knew everything I was doing but she didn’t mind that at all. She was enjoying the attention that I was giving to her body.

We started talking dirty with each other and shared what are the things that we liked about each other. I told her I wanted to see her boobs to which she was not willing, but she told me that she would show me that in person and not send an image.

One day, we both were sitting in the library and working on the assignment. Shruti was wearing a plain white shirt and black pants. I told her to open 2 buttons of her shirt as there was nobody around. She hesitated at first but then she looked everywhere to see no one was noticing us. She then opened the buttons. I started peeping inside the shirt. I instantly got a hard-on looking at her cleavage.

Shruti had 34 d-sized boobs. She was wearing a white non-padded bra, she never used to wear a padded bra. I could see the bra had some flower designs on it. My dick was screaming from inside to let out. She saw me getting unconformable and tilted her head and looked at my penis bulge. I was holding her hand and feeling her palm, she smiled at me, and to my surprise, she then took her left hand and placed it on my pants and started feeling the dick over the pants.

The library was very silent, we couldn’t talk much. So we started whispering.

Me: Shruti, I can’t control more, it’s paining now.

Shruti: Enjoy, there is nothing more we can do now.

Me: Please take your hands off my dick, else my dick with come out tearing my pants.

Shruti: Shut up!!

We were actually seated in a corner but facing everyone. There was a wall behind us. We could see everyone but the table was built such that only our feet were visible to everyone.

Suddenly, my senior girl started unzipping my pants. I was wearing tight jeans and it was not easy for her to unzip it.

Shruti: Open the damn zip!!

Me: Please stop, somebody might see us.

Shruti gave me an angry look and with a 2-second pause, I immediately unzipped my pants. She then told me to unbutton my pants too. As I did, the cool breeze from the AC touched my dick. It felt great and also, I was relieved from the erection pressure. Shruti was smiling looking at my face. She then pulled down my underwear and hooked it in below my testis.

Both my testis bulged out and she was feeling them with her fingers. Shruti started teasing me with her fingers, I was amazed by this action and was thinking how kinky this girl was and how decent she looked.

Me: Please don’t tease me more, I can’t control anymore.

Shruti: I want you to gather some more semen inside the testis factories, so let me do that.

Shruti was teasing me and building up more pressure in my testis so that when I ejaculated I released too much semen.

She then slowly started stroking my dick. She put two fingers in her mouth and used her saliva for better lubrication. All this while, I was facing down towards my book so that I could hide my expressions while Shruti was constantly looking at my face and enjoying me getting teased.

She also started talking dirty with me, she was saying words like, “Come on baby, you think I am a typical decent girl who knows nothing? I know how much lust you have for me. Show me how far you can resist this.”

Shruti knew how much I loved her boobs, so she started saying –

Shruti: My nipples are light brown in color, the kind of nipples you like the most, you lusty fellow. Imagine sucking those boobies with your lips on it.

I was imagining everything that she was saying and I was having a hell moment there. She started stroking me faster and faster. When she realized I was about to cum, she just took away her hand from my dick and slapped my dick 2-3 times. Then she pressed my testis very hard. I was making a very hard fist on the table to show her that it was paining. All I could do was give her a look to stop it.

Shruti had decided she would go ruthless on me today. She again started stroking with all the dirty talks with it.

Shruti: You will remember this for your life, you lusty fellow. You will cum only when I want your cum. Your dick is in my control now.

Me: Please Shruti, just let me cum, my testis is paining now.

I was having mixed feelings, I was in terrible pain and too much pleasure too. Finally, when I saw the time on my mobile, I told her, “It is 4:25 pm. Shruti, everyone will leave now, please let me jerk off.”

Finally, she started stroking me faster and faster, and at a point, I reached the climax of the scenario. I felt like I was about flood the whole library with my cum, an immense amount of pressure was building inside my dick. Then she made a last stroke, my fisting on my dick very hard and I squirted all my cum. I felt like my soul passed away while I was ejaculating. The sound, “Ah….!!” came from inside me. Shruti was looking at me with such satisfaction that I shot for about 5-6 times.

Shruti was shocked to see the amount of semen that came from my dick. Her whole wrist was covered with my semen. For a moment, she kept her hand on my dick and I kept my head down on the table and was recovering from what had just happened. My forehead was wet with my sweat, my whole body was shaking. I felt like I came back from a marathon.

Shruti: Dude, do you have a factory inside? Do you even know the amount of semen you have taken out?

Me: You only wanted it. Now, enjoy.

She took my handkerchief and started to wipe everything out.

Shruti: How did you feel?

Me: I was in a different dimension.

Shruti: Don’t take me for granted, it’s just the beginning.

Me: What’s more to come?

Shruti: You will lick me to my climax non-stop.

Me: Right now?

Shruti: Not now, we will plan someday.

After some time, everyone started leaving the library.

Me: I want to suck those nipples.

Shruti: Not that easily, first you have to get me to a climax and only then you will get those boobs. Till then you will have to wait.

Me: But how and when?

Shruti: That you need to figure out.

That night, I texted her and thanked her again for the best handjob of my life.

Thanks a lot for the patience guys, that’s all for this part, I assure you that I will surely post the next part where I will tell you how I fucked her and made her cry for my dick.

I look forward to your comments and feedback. Please send me emails on my email id [email protected]