An Irresistible Seduction

Hey guys, I’m Sachin with a story about an irresistible seduction. I’m a 30-year-old single guy. Please don’t ask me why. I won’t be able to come up with an answer. But to put it best, I guess it all comes down to a matter of luck. Relationships require you to be lucky, for it is easy to love someone. But being loved is largely a matter of luck.

But today, I am here to tell you about that one instance where I indeed got lucky, even if it was not with a relationship. Let me introduce the other two characters of this story- Varun and Kritika.

Varun is a good-looking, 6’1” guy with an athletic body, black eyes, jet black hair, and a lop-sided smile. We met in college and have remained friends ever since. He’s a trustable guy, one to whom I have revealed my deepest and darkest fantasies.

And then, there’s Kritika, who I was closer to than Varun despite our close friendship. Kritika was 5’9,” athletic, had beautiful black eyes, a killer jawline, and dense jet-black hair. The three of us were a tightly knit trio in college.

We used to have fun chatting, playing games and driving around the city, and exploring it. Several of my other friends would often say that they saw unmissable chemistry between Kritika and me. Truth be told, I couldn’t deny it.

We started as friends and went on to become best friends. I had started to develop a serious attraction towards Kritika. I never said it in as many words to her, but I did throw hints now and then. Whether she caught them but chose to ignore them or was blissfully unaware of it, I didn’t know.

Well, at least not back then. But even I did not push it further. Her friendship was more valuable. And risking it for a relationship when I was unsure of how she felt about me did not feel like a chance worth taking.

Anyways, time passed by. Soon we were out of college and started to build our own professional and personal lives separately. We stayed in touch for a few years after graduation, but as time passed, our priorities shifted. After a few years, we were completely out of touch.

It all just happened in a very organic way. But you know what they say about fate and how certain people are destined to be a part of your life. Varun and Kritika were just those types of people in my life.

A few months back, I was in between jobs. I had applied to this great advertising agency as a copywriter. Fortunately, my resume was strong enough for the agency to hire me. Guess who I met on my very first day? Yep, there was Varun, smiling with this usual lop-sided smile right in front of my cubicle!

I couldn’t believe it! All these years and yet, he still looked pretty much like the cool dude from college. We hugged tightly and decided to catch up over lunch. But the surprise of meeting Varun would pale in comparison to the next bombshell revelation he made. He was married.

And guess who his wife was. I’ll give you a hint, her name starts with a K, and she was my best friend in college. I was ecstatic to hear about it. Although it hurt to know that neither of them told me about it, I was still happy. I did mention it to Varun, but he had a rather logical answer.

“Man! It was such a whirlwind situation. Trust me. Even we didn’t see it coming. We had all lost touch after college. But my parents were hunting for a bride for me. The thought of an arranged marriage and all the superficiality of it was an unbearable thought for me.”

“The very first thing I had always wanted to find in my wife was a dear friend. I suddenly thought of Kritika. We got in touch, met a few times, and just clicked, I guess. Mom and Dad loved her, and her parents also felt comfortable and confident about me. Next thing you know, we were in love and getting married,” he told me, gushing with emotions.

“I guess you forgot to send me an invite. Love over friend, huh? Dost dost na raha…,” I teased him, half mockingly.

“I am sorry, man. Neither of us had a clue as to where you were. I wasn’t using social media back then. Kritika asked around a bit about you but to no avail. But look at destiny. It has brought us back together, and how! The terrific trio is back!” he exclaimed.

“Hmmm, apology accepted,” I said as I smiled back at him. Internally, I was super excited. I had got Varun back and also Kritika. I had come to terms with my crush on her and moved on. But the prospect of seeing her again, talking to her, and meeting her made me feel ecstatic.

Soon after, the three of us met, and we were back to our college days. Kritika seemed a little reserved or distracted, but I didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was because we were meeting after such a long time.

It truly couldn’t get better than this, or so I thought. I could have hardly predicted what the time ahead had in store for me. One morning, as I was getting ready for work, I received a call from Varun.

“Hey, buddy, what’s up,” I asked.

“Hey, listen. I forgot to bring the P&G contract to the office. We have to get their sign today. Would you please head over to my home and collect it? I have told Kritika, she will give it to you,” he said.

“Sure, no problem,” I replied.

I reached his home and rang the bell. I rang it twice, but no one answered the door. As I was about to ring it a third time, Kritika opened the door, wrapped in nothing but a white towel. My eyes stayed on her for a little longer than they should have, for obvious reasons.

“Sorry, I was just heading for a shower,” she replied.

“And you’d open the door for anyone like this?” I laughed.

“Not anyone, baba. I saw you through the window. Do you think I would have just opened the door for anybody like this?” she said.

“Hmmm, fair enough.”

“Come in. We don’t want to advertise me like this to the entire neighborhood now, do we?” she said mockingly.

I came in and sat down on the sofa. She came in and sat right in front of me.

“Has Varun told you about the contract?” I asked.

“Yes. I’ll just get it. Do you need anything? Water, chai?”

“Water. Thanks.,” I said as she went away to get both the things. As she gave me the glass of water, I gulped it down and was about to leave as she stopped me.

“Hey…umm…do you have some time? I kinda wanted to talk to you about something.” She seemed a little distressed.

“Is everything alright?” I asked.

“Yeah yeah, nothing bad. It’s just you know. I have been thinking.”

“About what?”

“You know…like you coming back into my…I mean, our lives. It has been great, isn’t it?”

“It indeed has been. But what about it?”

“I don’t know. I guess it has just taken me back in time to college. You are still the same – that adorable, chirpy, fun guy. And I know about your crush back then as well.”

Okay, now she had just gone into territory I’d rather not revisit.

“What? What crush?” I replied instantly.

“Oh, come on, Sachin. I know. Varun couldn’t see it, but I could. But I don’t know. I was in a different frame of mind back then.”

“That’s okay, Kritika. But why are we talking about it now? It’s not like anything will change now.”

“Okay. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but I will because I trust you, and I want to. Ever since you have come back, I have been increasingly thinking about,” she paused.

“About what?” I asked. I was totally confused now.

“About…about whether I got married too soon….and to the wrong guy,” she let out the words like lifting a burden off her shoulders. She was looking straight at me now.

“Hey, Kritika. Look, I understand that you might feel this way. But you know Varun. He’s a great guy. You both have such a history together. How can you say this?” I tried to reason with her.

“I know. He’s a great guy. But he’s a great friend. And it’s not the same as being a great life partner.”

“Is there anyone else you like?” I asked.

“Yes,” she replied nervously.

“Who?”
She didn’t say anything. She just looked at me intently. Her eyes said it all.

“No…Kritika, really?”

“Do you doubt it? Do you think you aren’t right for me?”

“Look, I didn’t mean that. I mean, there’s a reason I had a huge crush on you. I even gave you some hints, but you never seemed interested back then. Where is all this coming from now?”

“I told you, Sachin, I was a different person back then. And so were you. So were all of us. I am not going to go in the past. What I see is the present, the person you are now. The confident and funny guy, the committed professional, and the loving and caring friend that you have always been. THIS is the guy I want!” she said assertively.

“I….I…look, Kritika, I’m truly overwhelmed and happy by what you think of me. But I really don’t know what to say or do,” I said, at a complete loss for words.

“You don’t have to say anything. I just need to see what you do when I do something,” she said, looking at me straight in the eye.

“And what are you going to do?” I asked nervously.

As soon as I asked, she let go of the towel wrapped around her body. It fell to the floor in one swift motion and raised my heartbeat and breathing just as swiftly.

“I need to see if you can take what is rightfully yours and is waiting for you,” she said with her arms open towards me.

I swear the world around me just stopped when I saw her beautiful naked body. It was everything I had imagined and more. That soft caramel complexion, those graceful curves, those beautiful boobs, that inviting navel, that bushy pussy, those silky smooth and long legs.

It was getting increasingly harder to resist her, especially when that body was inviting me. And speaking of harder, I was getting just that, more and more every second.

“Kritika….this would be wrong,” I said.

At this, she walked up to me, stopping inches away from my body. Caressing my face, she took my hands and wrapped them around her slim waist, all the while looking straight at me.

“Sometimes, we need to stop thinking about what is right or wrong and just do what feels right. And this couldn’t feel righter,” she said and kissed me on the cheek. She then proceeded to kiss my forehead and the other cheek. Then, she looked at me, her eyes telling me what was coming next.

I knew as I nodded. My grip around her tightened as I pulled her in. She wrapped her arms around me as we kissed, just as two true blue lovers would and should. There were hungry moans with closed eyes, two tongues wobbling wildly, and unbridled lust finally let loose.

As we let go, I swept her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom. I laid her down as I stripped myself. As I got naked, she asked me to come up on top of her face and feed her my cock. My cock was thick, hard, and throbbing by then. She caressed and kissed its tip.

My precum started to ooze. Loving that, she tapped my wood on her face and applied all of the precum over it. Then, looking at me, she began to worship my cock with her heavenly lips and tongue. She was slow and passionate with it, occasionally spitting on it and stroking it, sending me into frenzied pleasure.

After enjoying it for a while, she kissed me, making me taste myself. Then it was my turn to taste that body. I began by slurping and kissing her neck and shoulders.

As I proceeded towards her boobies, she caressed my hair and let me enjoy both of them to my heart’s content. I loved how soft, supple and beautiful they were. I had wanted this for so long. I couldn’t help but enjoy it to the fullest.

“Yeah, yeah baby, just like that. They are for you only,” she said as she wrapped me in between her boobs. My lust went into overdrive. I slurped and sucked them just like a baby, her baby. She smelt heavenly.

I went down and kissed and circled her navel with my tongue. It shivered in pleasure. I bit her waist lightly. She let out a short gasp in pleasure. Having feasted on her body, I had made it mine, and my saliva marks that shone on her beautiful caramel body were proof of it.

Going further down, I split her legs open and tasted her silky smooth thighs. Nibbling her till her toes, I then looked at her pussy. That beautiful muffin was resting inside that sexy bush of pubic hair. I loved it that she had maintained that bush.

“Awww, it’s all for you, my love. I had maintained it in the hope that someday, I’d see your eyes looking at me through it as you bury your face in my pussy,” she smiled.

“Is it? Then that is exactly what you’ll get, baby,” I said as I went in further. Parting her pubes a little, I noticed her pussy lips. I smelt them, and the smell immediately turned me on. Like an animal who had just killed his prey and was about to feast on it, I started feasting on her pussy.

She loved it as she grabbed my hair and thrust my face into it. Soon after, she started coordinating her movements with my licking as her waist moved like a wave. With my persistent licking and all of her pussy juices flowing in my mouth, she was bound to cum soon.

As she got closer to an orgasm, she went wild as she started to quiver and shake. Not one to let go until she came, I held on to her pussy, resisting and fighting her movements and her thrusting. Soon, there was a slow and satisfying moan, and the shaking and thrusting came to a slow halt.

She had cum, just like I had wanted her to. But we were not done yet. Coming up to her, we kissed. Her kiss seemed more passionate than before. As I opened my eyes to look at her, I could see tears welling up.

“Hey! What happened? Are you alright?” I asked, a little concerned.

“Yes, yes, my love. It’s just that I have waited for this for so long. And to finally have it happen is just so overwhelmingly awesome! I love you jaan! I love you so much!” she said as the tears gave way. Seeing her cry, I couldn’t control my emotions either. I licked the tears from her cheeks and drank them.

“I am here now, Kritika. And I am not letting you go. Not this time,” I said. I flipped her around on her stomach. Parting her legs, I now dug my face into her anus. It sent her into dizzying pleasure as she shook in surprise at my tongue, working slowly and then steadily on her asshole.

After a short while, I licked her in one clean swoop from her ass to her neck. Going inside her from behind, we started to fuck. My cock was tightly inside her beautiful pussy as I pumped her, and she moaned, asking for more.

After a while, we switched positions and went for a 69 position. We vigorously enjoyed each other’s genitals, me beneath her, and she was commanding over my cock like a queen. The vigorous sucking and fucking had started to make us sweat.

And much like our bodies, our sweat, too, had come together as we made a hot, sweaty mess on her bed. Finally, I lay her down and came up on top of her. I put my cock inside her again, and instantly, she wrapped her legs around me.

As we started fucking in the missionary pose, we were lost in each other’s bodies. Her hands made ample use of my back as she moved them all over it and over my hair and eventually began to dig her nails into my back. She kept encouraging me to go on, telling me how much she loved and wanted me.

We kissed intermittently till one of us went out of breath. Soon, I was about to cum. And as much as I wanted to cum inside her, I wanted to see her taste my semen even more. As I reached a climax, I pulled out and came up to her boobs. I burst three vicious loads on her boobs, neck, and face.

She seemed to relish the shower and lapped it up. I slowly came back to normalcy from the high of inarguably my most intense orgasm. Kritika collected the semen on her boobs and tasted it all.

“Ahh, oh baby, that was beautiful!” I said as I lay down next to her.

“It was beautiful because you made it so,” she said as she snuggled up to me, resting her face on my chest.

“Because WE made it so,” I corrected her as I kissed her forehead.

Soon after, I dressed up to get back to work. I was a little late and had to come up with a suitable excuse for it, but the reason was worth it. I felt a little awkward facing Varun for a few days after that.

But I always remembered what Kritika told me, “Sometimes, we should just go with what feels right, instead of thinking too much about what is right and wrong.”

And what I shared with her definitely felt right, given our history, trust, and love towards each other. We continued to stay the close friends we always were. Kritika and I will take this story to our graves. It will always remain our secret that I was seduced by my college crush.

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