The Faultiness Of A Being

Hey readers Rock Huges back in here with another story. Through the feedbacks I have received of my past three stories I am super impressed at how people reacted towards them! To be honest there were some guys who actually called themselves to be ‘fan’ of my stories! That’s a landmark as I guess. Appreciate that thanks for all your love and affection. Please continue reading my stories and send me feedbacks. A writer is never complete without readers. Waiting for your feedbacks and what else should I write about some comments and advice would be just great.

So through feedbacks I found people are more interested in my actual life rather than fictitious ones. So to be honest my life ain’t so interesting but I m trying to recapitulate the interesting facts and putting them in the words as stories. This is a true story of one of my friends that he narrated me while we were on a train journey from London to Manchester.

His name is duke. One of my closest friends back in London. He helps me with my stories sometimes and is prominent towards Indian culture. To make the story more spicy I ll be writing as duke and tell you the story in his senses.

Winters are a figure of fantasy. First of all because they are ‘cool’ and then I don’t know if you feel the same but girls look better in winter. Hahaha. That’s my opinion. Introductions first. My name is Duke Williums. I study at Cambridge. Have a cool life. And I have this profanic attraction towards ladies. Muahhh I love them!!

It was during Christmas. Back at collage with nothing to do after that little Christmas party we had at jenny’s house. The biggest thing was no sex! Could you believe it. Its Christmas and I had no sex! Not even a kiss! The party was boring because of that very feeling (getting is common in UK than in India). I hooked myself up with a beer bottle and tried to take my bike moving away from the crowds. I had like 15 sms of friends who were getting laid and me, I suppose I will spend my Christmas fucking a tree or street bitch that’s it! Street bitch! Was that it! My dizzy eyes picked up a girly figure standing right beside a pole as if to striptease upon me! My minds were struck on her titties when I had gathered enough sense to go and talk to her.

We exchanged names. She was Hannah and was from king’s collage. Beautiful face lips and most importantly titties. My eyes were fixed upon those couple of big balls. She didn’t notice that. She had a rough night just like me but the story was different. Her boyfriend had cheated on her and left her off on the Christmas eve. Common that’s it. I took it as my chance to come into her part of story and just get some fun out of that ‘cool’ night.

We talked while walking towards her home. She was in a small apartment along with two other girls from yorkshire. Those two weren’t home yet and stage seemed perfect for a hot duo of cosmic sex. I didn’t knew about her but I certainly was in the mood of some. She was standing making some coffee and still talking to me. Well we had a lot to talk for two strangers who were meeting the first time. It was okay with me as long as I get some sex! Or no. To be honest I was kinda lonely and I actually needed her company. Sex was the second priority.

We had hot chocolate and she kinda swept of choco from my lips that were bulging out. I never thought I would do that but I did. I grabbed her from behind and said ” I wanna be with you Hannah for the rest of my life!” ‘rest of my life” was a long phrase but I still said it. She was shocked maybe from this sudden upsurge.

She tried to get me off her and I let go myself and she shoved me aside. Her explanation to the rejection was she had her faith off of guys after being dumped twice (twice is that when I learned it). I tried to assure her I wasn’t a kind of those guys. But she still hesitated. I saw her hesitation going low every time I tried to adore her. I took it as my chance and got up and hugged her tight making her feel better. I moved my head towards hers and kissed her, to my surprise she didn’t resist.

Gradually slowly she pulled herself towards me. Every bit of my body touched to hers experiencing the thrill that went higher as she came closer to my lips and melted into me. My erection was strongly countered by her profionic masturbation led my joy get even better. She pushed me towards the bed and took off her sweatshirt. I took of my jacket and shirt. She helped me with the pants. Our hot breathes were across our faces as we kissed passionately. Our bodies went with the rhythm and I took off my underwear.

She took my hard dick to her hands and rubbed it hard to her lips. Pampering and smooching sounds went louder when her lips brushing past my dick giving me a strange intense pleasure. I shoved her past my side and slid down her panties. My lips and tongue treatment to her pussy gave her the intense pleasure which made her moan loud. The moans grew louder when deeper penetrations. She pressed my head hard and pushed my dick signalling for the ultimatum.

I had just put my dick in her when the door of the room was slammed open and “What the fuck’s going on in here!” an elderly voice filled up the room. Without wasting a moment I grabbed my shirt and jacket and pant and jumped straight out of the window still naked. And ran into the roads. Chilly winter night.

The road was deserted and I kept running still naked. I found a bush and tried to dress up there. I had left my underwear at Hannah’s place. Well I don’t know who or what the hell was that calling me. I took it to be her parents and slid off. Never did I met Hannah again. And never did I show off to her place to fetch my little underwear. I don’t know if she is reading this story or not. If she is reading I bet she’s raging mad at me and trying to kick my butt off whenever she finds me. Haha haha that was a fucking cool night. But then again no sex!

That’s it for the story guys I hope you like. Don’t hesitate to send feedbacks at [email protected]. Any kind of feedback would be cool. Waiting for the comments. Till then tata bye bye sayonara. Waiting for your feedback …. Peace ho!