Author’s note:
This is a story based on actual events. The events of this series are real in parts, mixed with fantasy – some positions and acts in the series are real, while others are real events modified into sexual fantasy straight out of my dreams. I am also part of this story, but I want you guys to find which one is me. All names are changed, obviously.
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It was a cold Christmas weekend night in Bangalore, 2023. Half the city was either drunk or out travelling. Offices were empty, work practically stopped to accommodate the holidays.
Rudra, lean and wheatish, standing at 6′, was a typical introvert South Indian. Shivi was a loud and playful, curvy (36D-28-40) North Indian girl.
They had been very close since their college days (2017) – close enough for gossip to spread about them being a couple and doing things. But that gossip never bothered either of them. Tonight, they were at Shivi’s apartment.
Rudra was a teetotaler and Shivi didn’t like that. He had been able to avoid her until now, but he was finding it increasingly difficult to deny her.
They sat close to each other on the floor, resting against the couch cushions. Shivi was in an oversized white t-shirt that came mid-thigh.
She wore a black balcony bra beneath, hugging her 36D breasts. Shivi completed the look with black butt shorts barely hiding her ass.
Rudra, in loose grey track pants and a plain t-shirt, cradled his glass carefully. This was the first time he was about to drink.
Shivi: Don’t be a wuss. Just take a sip. (with a smile)
Rudra: Easy for you to say.
Rudra took a sip and then another, and then another. Two pegs in, the whiskey had loosened him up. Shivi was on her fourth.
The slow, calm music in the flat made it a cozy little quarter of comfort for both of them. They were trading college stories, laughing softly. Then Rudra fell silent suddenly, maybe from the whiskey or because of what came to his mind in this haze.
Shivi: Kya hua? Zyada ho gaya kya? (What happened? Too much already?) (playful smile)
He shook his head once and took another slow sip.
Rudra: College mein sabko lagta tha hum committed hain. Log bolte the ‘best friends’ bas bahana hai. (Everyone in college thought we were committed. They just thought ‘best friends’ was just an excuse.)
Shivi laughed lightly.
Shivi: Haan yaar… I knew. (Yeah, I knew.)
Rudra: Guys talked about you all the time. Especially your ass. The bounce when you walked. Proper vulgar bounce. Sab notice karte the. (Everyone noticed.)
Shivi, curiously: Sach mein? Itna openly? (Really? That openly?)
Rudra: Final year cultural night music night tha. Tu mere sath dance kar rahi thi white skirt mein. Backlight se andar ka shape clear dikh raha tha. Hostel jaake us raat… do baar muth maari usi soch ke. (The final year cultural night was a music night. You were dancing with me in a white skirt. The backlight made your inner shape clearly visible. I went to the hostel that night… jerked off twice thinking about that.)
There was some painful silence after this blabbering.
Rudra: Aur Aakash… ek baar canteen mein sirf hum dono the. Bilkul casually bola… ‘Yaar, Shivi ko fuck karna hai. Zor se. Rough. Lecture hall ki last bench pe jhukake, itna chillaye ki watchman bhaag aaye.’ (And Aakash… once in the canteen, only the two of us were there. He casually said… ‘Yaar, I want to fuck Shivi. Hard. Rough. Bend her over the last bench of the lecture hall, make her scream so loud that the watchman comes running.’)
Rudra: Maine usko gaali di full. Par andar se… Andar se main bhi wahi chahta tha. (I cursed him out fully. But deep down… deep down I wanted the same thing.)
Shivi set her glass down slowly and stood up. Rudra regretted telling her all that and thought the friendship was over. But she removed her t-shirt, revealing the black bra covering her breasts, forming a deep cleavage. Rudra’s breath hitched in his throat.
Shivi: You’ve held all this in all these years?
She got on her knees and sat on his lap on the floor. Then she kissed him. Rudra’s hands moved up her back, finding the bra straps. The bra fell away as he tugged at it. Her breasts spilled into his palms. Her nipples were tight already.
He moaned and stopped kissing her to look at those big melons. He took her left nipple into his mouth and sucked gently. Shivi arched her back and moaned softly.
“Rudra… Ahh!”
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Rudra bit her nipple lightly, making her gasp. His other hand kneaded her right breast. Her hips rocked instinctively, grinding against the tent in his track pants.
Shivi: Touch me. Please.
His hand slid down, gripped the waistband of her butt shorts and pulled hard. Shivi shifted slightly as he pulled them down her thighs in one rough tug. She had no panties underneath; he could see some wetness already. She moaned when his fingers brushed her pussy. He circled her clit and her eyes closed shut from arousal.
He slid a finger inside her and then two. She clenched tight around him with her inner walls fluttering. A fresh rush of wetness coated his fingers. Her hand reached down and shoved his track pants low. She pulled his cock from within the pants and got wide-eyed at the sheer size of it.
Seven inches thick and pulsing with veins while leaking pre-cum from the action. She stroked him slowly, thumb pressing against the cock head.
Shivi: So hard… were you this hard for me when you jerked off?
Rudra: Yes… every time!
She stood up.
Shivi: Get on the couch! (breathing heavily)
She got on top of him, held his cock straight, and sank down inch by inch. Her virgin pussy resisted taking his thick cock but eventually gave way, and he plunged in deep from her weight on top of him. She let out a big moan from the penetration while Rudra could barely say anything more than a whimper. He moaned with his eyes flaring in excitement and overwhelming sensation.
Shivi: So full… Fuck! So thick! Nothing like I have ever imagined or felt.
Her whole body shook from the impact of his cock inside her. She began to move slowly, rolling her hips first, grinding in lazy, filthy circles.
Shivi: Oh fuck! It’s like I am going to die from all this pleasure. My pussy is on fire.
She started to bob slowly first and then bounce gently. Shivi’s huge boobs started jiggling and flopping each time she jumped on his cock.
As she was bouncing on Rudra’s thick cock, her fleshy ass made “thap! thap! thap!” sounds on his thighs. The smell of sex filled the room. Rudra snaked his hands behind her and gripped her ass hard, kneading it like atta.
Rudra: Your pussy feels amazing. It’s so tight and warm.
He started thrusting up to meet her. She leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his chest and whispered…
Shivi: Does it feel as good as your fantasies about me?
Rudra (grunting): Better!
She started bouncing quicker and harder. Rudra looked at her breasts jumping more freely. They started sweating from the action, with sweat trickling down her breasts and onto his thighs where the impact of her big ass was happening.
Rudra sat up slightly and took her left nipple in his mouth, sucking hard and making her whimper. The sofa creaked beneath them. Her rhythm began to falter — breaths coming shorter while thighs trembling.
Rudra wanted to prolong these sensations. He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her to flip them. Shivi now lay beneath him, one leg hooking naturally over the sofa backrest while the other spreading wide open.
She looked at Rudra with dark lust-filled eyes. He came between her thighs and plunged into her deep in one go.
Shivi’s mouth fell open in a silent moan.
Shivi: Aah! Fuck… fuck me… Rudra. Fuck me!
He smiled at her and started giving her long, languid strokes.
Rudra: Fuck, your pussy feels like it’s swallowing my cock whole. My fantasies are nothing in comparison to your body.
His words ignited more pleasure in her and her mouth parted in soft gasps. Shivi’s melons rose and fell with each breath. Her nipples were standing taut.
Rudra (aggressively): Look at me.
She did.
Shivi: Rudra… Hmmm… Aaah! Deeper!
He gave it to her. His pace started building into deeper thrusts. Their bodies met with wet, sweaty slaps. Their sweat was mixed with the scent of sex.
She arched beneath him. Her ass lifting off the cushion to take him deeper while giving him her boobs to crush or suck on. Rudra obliged and crushed her boobs with his hands, particularly teasing her nipples.
Shivi: Aah! Please don’t stop, please…
She could not find her voice after that. He kissed her neck and bit her hard.
Shivi: Aah! You are so rough. I did not see this from you. Bite me! Mark me!
Thrusts became more erratic, filling her deep every time. Shivi moaned and shrieked in pain and intense pleasure. They sweated profusely from all the action, but the sweat-slicked image of Shivi’s body only made Rudra hornier. He felt his orgasm building, and it did not help that Shivi’s tight pussy was milking him intensely.
Rudra: Shivi… I’m close.
His warning was just an indication. She could feel that his rhythm was changing. Shivi smiled and pushed him off her gently. Rudra was confused as to why she was pushing him off when he was this close to cumming.
Shivi: Come in my mouth. I want to taste you… please.
He was surprised and wide-eyed that Shivi was this freaky. He pulled out and took his cock to her face while she was lying on the couch.
She opened her mouth, looking into his eyes intently, hungry for his load. Shivi gobbled his cock up and slowly bobbed her head, waiting for his release.
He came hard. Thick, warm pulses landing on her tongue, across her lips; some dripping slowly down her chin. She moaned; a satisfied sound vibrating in her throat. She swallowed slowly and deliberately. After that, she licked her lips with languid care, savoring every trace.
As he finished unloading in her mouth, Shivi pulled his cock out of her mouth; it was still twitching from the aftershocks. She took it back into her mouth and licked it clean. When she was done, Rudra was already going weak in his knees, and they collapsed on the couch from exhaustion and satisfaction.
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