There are some connections between this story and the one before it, ‘Sex In The Swimming Pool.’ Please read the previous one if you haven’t already.
These are real incidents that happened. Respecting the privacy and boundaries of individuals involved in personal narratives is crucial. Not everyone may be comfortable with their intimate moments being shared publicly.
I am Yogesh, 27 years old and 5 feet 11 inches tall. I am a fair-minded man living in Bangalore and working for one of the most reputable companies.
Usha is 27 years old and stands 5 feet, 9 inches tall. She is creamy white with a lovely physique (34b-26-32). She is a fit girl who goes swimming and works out at the gym regularly. She is a modern yet traditional girl who dresses differently depending on the occasion.
Usha has a good fat distribution and appears curvaceous. Her thighs, navel, and ass are a man’s weak points. Other portions of her body are appealing for any man to consume. She was my father’s friend’s daughter and used to live near my house.
Going back to the story.
After some amazing sex in the pool, I exploded on her face. And Usha licked a small drop of my cum. Then, to taunt me, she said yuck chi, and I was unhappy, but then she said tasty, and I laughed. So I lifted her, kissed her forehead, and said those magic words.
Usha professed love but complained about her leg pain, requesting that we clean up before going. Usha complained about her aching feet and legs. I comforted her with chocolates and left her at home.
The next day was tense and exciting for me. Usha, who had previously called me, accompanied my parents to support me in a competition. I apologized for not answering her calls. But she said it was OK, and I asked her about her pain. She said it was fine and asked me to concentrate on winning the event.
Then the competition began. I won a few events but came in second in the final. Everyone was happy and surprised to see me finish second in the competition. My friend, who had challenged me, also congratulated me. He further said you won my challenge, though I was second.
My parents were happy and appreciated me, and they thanked Usha a lot for her help. Then even I went to thank her, but she took me a few meters away from everyone. Usha French kissed me in a wild, forgetful way while I enjoyed it. Despite my friend’s watch, I tried to break the kiss, but Usha bit my lips.
Usha apologized and asked why I stopped before explaining the scene, as my friend had disappeared. I warned her we might get caught. Usha apologized, forgetting about it, and was excited as I won. After being announced, we went back to collect the prize, and my friends asked for my win.
My father saw it and gave me money, requesting that I treat all my friends. Usha and I are going to the celebration, per my father’s request. She was secure with me, according to my father, who also promised to handle her parents. The next night, my pals chose a location for our celebration.
Thus, everyone agreed to get together there. Usha was told that I would get her from her residence. Usha requested my pick-up from their swimming pool location. The next day, I visited and found her in sexy modern Western clothes.
I was like, wow, but I was concerned all my friends’ eyes would be on Usha’s body. But I didn’t want to disappoint Usha by asking her to alter her outfit. Usha wore a white linen two-piece suit with white high-waist shorts, a white long-sleeve top, and black shoes.
Usha applied rose pink lipstick, enticing me to kiss and nibble her lips. I expected gratitude, but Usha later said we went to a party location with friends. Everybody in that arena was staring at Usha and scrutinizing her with their jaws agape as we both walked in.
Many of them had arrived with their girlfriends and friends when we both proceeded to our table. Usha was the catch. Several of my friends’ ladies had dressed sexily. As mentioned, she has attractive features that draw attention to the arena.
I introduced all my friends to her and informed them she was my girlfriend. Many were admirably drawn to her, showing genuine interest and respect. I tried warning my friends several times, but Usha insisted she would be fine. She asked me to enjoy it since she was always mine.
Later, after a few soft and hot drinks, my pals started dancing to the music. Usha agreed to dance when I asked her. While we were dancing, I would frequently grip her ass and glide my hands throughout her entire body. My pals and a few others approached us while we danced.
So they could rub their bodies together or touch her. However, I was controlling and avoiding everyone near us. Usha was secretly smiling and dancing as she enjoyed my possessive behavior. It was getting too crowded around us, and I was sweating profusely.
So I unbuttoned two buttons on my shirt and started dancing. Usha felt envious when a few of my friend’s girlfriends approached and slid their hands on my chest. However, I avoided them because I had an angel in front of me and did not want to disappoint her.
Usha buttoned my shirt back and told me not to unbutton it. She also asked me to wipe my sweat in the restroom and return. After feeling uncomfortable and sweating profusely, I went to the restroom to freshen up.
However, there were some unfamiliar guys at our table while all of our friends were in the dancing area. So, I brought Usha with me to the restroom. It was perilous to leave a hottie with someone unknown, including my pals. When I entered the restroom, it was vacant.
So I considered having some minutes with her. I begged Usha to come in, but she was hesitant to enter the men’s restroom. She was afraid that someone might be there. I had to draw her arms back and drag her inside. Usha was relieved to find no one in the restroom.
I pulled her against the wall and started French kissing her. Usha resisted once but was unable to resist longer and fell into the flow. While we were French kissing, I started slipping my arms over her shorts and buttocks. And then I firmly pinched them.
Usha used to avoid grasping my hands because she disliked my forceful squeezes. I was struggling that day, so I broke the French kiss. Then I proceeded to suck her earlobes and neck region hard. Usha requested that I take it slowly. However, I was in a hurry to rip her clothes and penetrate her.
During the flow, I rapidly unbutton her white long-sleeved shirt to play with her boobs. As soon as I unbuttoned a few buttons, I started sucking her boobs like lion-eating flesh meat. Usha was constantly telling me, “Not here. Let’s go into any toilet cabin.”
I agreed and carried her into a toilet cabin, which I then locked. I swiftly sat down on a toilet commode and removed her white shirt. Usha also took off my t-shirt, and we both threw our garments away. I continued to forcefully lick her boobs over her white, two-piece linen suit.
Usha complained to me that my saliva was ruining her two-piece linen suit. Everyone would know later that I toyed with her boobs because the linen suit was white. And the wet patches were visible, so I removed them and her bra. Her boobs dangled out in the open air, waiting for my touch.
I proceeded to suck, squeeze her boobs, and pinch her thighs with my hands. Usha was groaning loudly and asked me not to pinch her thighs since they were turning red. But I couldn’t resist, so I made her stand in front of me. Usha was perplexed as to why I quickly removed her shorts and began sucking her navel.
Then I kissed her navel region for a few minutes. We heard the voices of two of my pals as they were urinating. They were also talking to each other. So I raised her, laid her on my lap, and began to listen in secret to their talks. My buddies were talking about Usha and her physical appearance.
If given the chance, they will fuck her all day and turn her into a slutty, bitchy whore. When they shouted those remarks, I became enraged, and Usha told me to calm down. Later, after they departed, I apologized to Usha for their words, but she replied that it was all right.
She confided in me that she was used to hearing such disrespectful comments from men and that she appreciated my support in standing up for her. I promised always to defend her against any form of disrespect or objectification.
When I kissed her, my dick became impatient and prodded Usha’s ass. Usha observed this, unbuckled my jeans, and slid them down to my ankles. Usha tentatively stroked my dick, and I shook. I then began fondling her skin around the cream-coloured panty strap.
Meanwhile, she massaged my dick and fondled my balls. I requested that Usha suck my dick, but she refused. She continues to cuddle them and rub them with her hands. I was utterly lost as she stroked my dick. Usha finally agrees, kneels in front of me on the floor, and ties her hair in a ponytail.
Usha begins to lick my balls and gradually progresses to the tip of my dick. Later, she grips my dick and barely licks the tip a few times. Her gaze was also directed at me. Then she gradually begins to suck my dick or lick my shaft fully.
Her sucking technique was ideal for any guy who had a blowjob. Then she grabs my dick firmly, sucking half of it before sucking back up to the tip. Usha, on the other hand, was playing with my chest and pulling my nipples. I whimpered softly. Ah, yes!
Her movements were rhythmic and expertly timed, sending waves of pleasure through my body. Usha’s skills were undeniable, making the experience even more intense and satisfying. Her expertise left me speechless and thoroughly happy. She sucked and alternated, blowing kisses around my dick.
She acted like an expert at blowjobs, stretching and sucking my testicles. Usha then increased the speed of her movements, taking me to the brink of ecstasy. With each motion, she brought me closer and closer to the edge until, finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer and exploded with pleasure.
She gulped and split some, letting out a satisfied sigh before looking up at me with a mischievous smile. Usha’s confident and skilled performance left me feeling completely spent and utterly content. I then pulled her up in front of me and inserted her cream-coloured pantie into her pussy lips.
Usha groaned. So I took it out and reinserted the stuffed panty, and I played that way a few times. Usha was losing patience and requesting that I remove her and finger her. But I wanted to put her to the test for another few minutes. She lost her patience, took off her white shorts, and started wearing them again.
I grasped it and said, “OK, I will wait.” And she lowered her pants to her ankles. I lowered my head and kissed her thigh. Then I rubbed her pussy with my hands and stretched her pussy lips wide. Usha was begging me to finger her. Then I kissed her pussy lips and guided my tongue inside her pussy.
Usha wasn’t expecting me to stink. She said, “Oh, what are you doing? Ha, ahh, yep, ah,” moaning loudly. I inserted my tongue inside her inner lips and felt around the vaginal opening. Usha was arching her back and moving her body sideways uncontrollably.
Usha’s moans grew louder as I continued to explore her with my tongue, feeling her body tense with pleasure. With each movement, she arched her back even more, completely lost in the sensations I was giving her. I discovered her clitoris and quickly licked it with my moist tongue, up and down.
My warm breath was tickling her. I then begin rotating around and counterclockwise around the glans clitoris with the smooth side of my tongue. She was encouraging me to keep going and make her my bitch. I wanted to do more exploring that day, so I made her sit on the commode.
Then, slowly, I slid two fingers into her vagina, located her G-spot, and rotated it circularly. Usha ejaculated on my face and exhaled rapidly after a few minutes of vigorous licking and fingering her vagina and G-spot. So I let her relax for a while before fucking her in the bathroom.
However, after we had been missing for half an hour, my buddies began calling my phone. I persuaded them that we would be back in a few minutes. I received another call. But this time it was from a friend who challenged me to a swimming competition.
So I picked up the phone, and he said he had arrived and was looking for me. I said I’d be there in a few minutes and hung up. Usha suggested, “You rejoin your buddies before they come looking for us.” Even I agreed, and we resumed wearing our clothes.
I wore it immediately, whereas Usha took his time. So she told me to inspect my surroundings and then notify her. I kissed her on the lips and left. Some guys were smoking at the restroom entrance, making it impossible to bring her out. So, once again, I walked inside and explained the issue.
Usha replied that it was OK and she needed another five minutes to get dressed properly. The restroom entryway became evident after a few moments. When I asked her to come out, she did. She showed me her long white sleeve’s first and last buttons, which were both torn and missing.
Usha appeared to be in the mood to get fucked. Usha inquired, “Yogi, can we leave the party?” I also agreed. Usha apologized for the delay and stated she was having trouble acquiring a replacement button. Before we left, she asked if I could help her fix it.
I tried everything I could but couldn’t repair two buttons. She then stated that she feels uncomfortable wearing this dress with your friends. She requested that we leave the gathering. I agreed, and we began to flee but were apprehended by the friend who had challenged me to swim.
I want to introduce another character to this plot.
He goes by the name Manjeet. He is 27 years old and stands 5 feet and 10 inches tall. He’s a little big, but he’s fit and hails from a wealthy family. He is easily able to fuck any girl he wants. I am not sure what he does for a living right now because I have lost touch with him.
He grabbed my hand and asked, “Where are you going?” I was unable to respond, and his gaze shifted to Usha. Then I announced that I was dropping her off at home. I introduced Usha to Manjeet as my girlfriend. Friends persuaded me to leave Usha off later because she was comfortable in her settings.
Usha was sitting at our table, unbuttoned, waiting for me to join her. Friends lured me to the dance floor while Manjeet and others drank at our table. He struck up a conversation with Usha, who enjoyed it. My friends dragged me back to the dance arena.
I was watching them, and Usha was laughing at something. So I couldn’t leave her at the table with him. Then I waved and invited her to join me in the dancing ring. Usha refused, but I dragged her into the dance arena. I wanted to know why she was laughing and what we were talking about.
I didn’t want to be a traditional boyfriend, so I asked her to dance and have fun. Usha asked, “How can I?” and displayed her condition. I asked Usha if I could change her clothing, and she paused for a moment before saying OK. I lead her to the centre of the dance floor and bring her close to me.
I urged her to believe me, then slid my hands over her hips and pinched her ass once. Usha gave me an angry look, so I grabbed her white, high-waisted shorts and tugged them down. Usha was initially perplexed, but she eventually realized what I was trying to accomplish.
Then I undid the one button on the white sleeve shirt and untied her hair. Then I said to Usha, in a whisper, “You are mine, and don’t worry, I’m with you.” With your seductive moves, kill the rest. After my words, Usha captivated the attention of everyone with her confident presence.
Story to be continued.
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