Hello everyone, my name is Rahul, currently working in Supply Chain Industry in Bangalore. I am a big fan of ISS as I prefer a story more than just action. For me, story content matters more than just action.
This story is about my girlfriend and me when we were in college. Let’s start the story with no more delays.
Just an overview about myself and my GF, post completing my 12th, I had moved to Delhi due to job transfer of my father. It was a completely new city for me to explore, we settled down in a rented apartment of Ashiana group societies, got admissions in one of the reputed colleges and normal life began.
I started making friends and observed that I had a few of my colleagues staying in the same society. There was a girl named Mishti who used to leave just one floor above in the same apartment in which I was living. She was basically a Bengali girl but living in Delhi due to her father’s job location.
I was in PCM section, and she was in PCB section. We did not have much contact except the fact that we had one common friend circle. Later on, we started talking and spending more time going together to college and returning together and ended up in a relationship.
Our relationship was going great with lots of actions and our actions were very risky. But as our popular big bull bhai once said, “Risk hai toh Ishq hai.”
We kept exploring the risk. Normally, my girlfriend’s mom used to go out to get groceries from the market which was quite far and would normally take an hour or so. That was the time during which I used to sneak into her house hiding from all neighbors.
I remember one such incident where I sneaked into her house by informing my mom that I was going to my friend’s place and will be back in an hour or so. As I entered my lover’s house, she immediately closed her door. Without wasting much time, I grabbed Mishti from behind.
I started to kiss her neck which was her weakest point. My hands were exploring her waist. Then I turned her around and we started to kiss each other as if we were desperate for so long.
We loved stripping each other. My Bengali girlfriend removed my t-shirt and I removed her top. I grabbed her in my arms and took her to the bedroom while continuously lip-locking her. Once we were in her bed, I started kissing her forehead, cheeks, neck and slowly came down to her navel. She used to wear spaghetti in those days.
By all these actions, my girlfriend’s nipples were already erect. I could see them inviting me to suck over the spaghetti. So I started to suck them over the spaghetti itself. After some time, I removed her spaghetti and started pressing her boobs and kissing her. I loved sucking my gf’s boobs as she had a firm pair – not too big not too small.
I kept sucking Mishti’s boobs one by one and she was moaning loudly and pushing my head more toward her nipple. I used to even bite her and leave our love marks over her boobs and neck. Meanwhile, I slid my hand inside her pyjama and found out her panty was already so wet.
I slid my fingers in my sexy Bengali girlfriend’s panty and slowly teased her by rubbing on the edges of her vagina before entering my finger inside her. My gf was going mad with these actions and kept pushing her hip forward to get my fingers inside her. With all the efforts going to waste, she started to get angry with me for teasing her so long!
That was when I kissed her and inserted my finger in her. I started exploring my gf’s pussy’s sidewalls first and then tried going further deeper. Mishti was already moaning loudly and was enjoying every part of it.
Then the most unexpected thing happened. We were in her bed, topless, my finger inside her pussy, her one boob inside my mouth and her head looking at the ceiling with a big smile and the doorbell rang! Tringggggg!!!
We were frozen and did not know what to do. We stared at each other for a second and immediately got up, and got dressed. She looked through the door to check who was there and it was her mom!
We started to think about what to do and what excuse can Mishti make for my presence over there. Just then, she got an idea. I sat on the sofa and she immediately got the Physics textbooks and references. I opened the books and she went to open the door.
My gf’s mom came inside asking what took so long for her to open the door. She saw me sitting on the sofa with a book in my hand and I guess she understood already what could have taken her daughter long to open the door.
I went back to my house after some time. Later, we chatted on sms about this incident and kept laughing whenever we thought about it. Our desires were not fulfilled that day and so we are still looking for more opportunities.
I will end this story here and narrate how we got an opportunity and what we did in the next part. I am not sure how you guys would like the story of hot and dirty sex with a Bengali girl. But I can sure you guys that this is not a made-up story but my own real experience.
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