Making Out With College Fest’s Chief Guest – Part 2

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Hey, guys Varshini here with my continuation to my previous story. I would highly recommend reading this story to not miss track of what’s going on. Let’s continue.

It was 8 am when Krishna dropped me home. I got down and started running home cause I was already late to the day 2 fest. While running realized that I was wearing no panties. Krishna took it as his souvenir (weird guy). Even before unlocking the main door. I started to pull down the zip of my mini dress.

I dashed to the bathroom like a superwoman and turned the tap for my bathtub. I got slowly into the tub. It was relieving in the water since my body was busted the previous day. I had swollen boobs with Krishna’s mishandling and roughly rubbing them over the car bonnet. And my back ached so badly.

I never had that pain when I was fucking him but now. I didn’t want to get out of the bathtub. Trust me guys and girls. Car sex is no joke. You must be extremely horny to ignore the extreme discomfort in the car. I started to remove the cum stains over my body.

Starting from my face. My cheeks had little cum. I then scrubbed my cleavage till my navel to remove the huge cum stain. Then I had to take out the sticky cum off my pussy. I removed so much cum from me that the water in the tub had many white floating things.

I had a dance competition at 12.30 pm. And I only had 3 hours to spare. I decided to wear a dance suit at college. So I wore a casual low neck shirt and short pants that ended right at my knee. I wore no bra cause I was already sweating. I thought I would change dress once I reach college

I reached college at 10 am and my friends were already in the dressing room. I had to run across many hungry eyes cause my boobs were bouncing up. Down. Left. Right and going in circles. As I opened the dressing room door, I yelled, “Fuck.” I was expecting only girls to be here.

But the whole dance crew was there changing dress. Girls were in their bras and men in their undies. We were best of friends so being in a bra was never a problem for us. Moreover, we girls trust them. But being topless completely was way too much.

My closest friend Keerthana (remember the girl who gave me minidress). Came to me.

Keerthana: Why the fuck are you late Varshini? Wearing the Kerala saree is no joke.

Me: I know Keerthana. I am sorry. Yesterday was a rough day

Keerthana: (giggles) Rough day huh? I can imagine a lot of things. You better return my dress soon

Me: Leave that already. Help me now! (whispering) I have no bra inside.

Keerthana: Bitch what? Can you not be sluttiest for a single day? Even though you know little about being a slut.

That comment was kind of mean and good. I didn’t know whether to feel good that I am no slut or feel bad about sluts. Damn.

Keerthana: (shouting at the guys) Guys listen. Turn around dress up. It seems Varshini wore no bra. She has to strip her casual and wear her saree. Turn around just for a few minutes.

This slut made it even more awkward. As boys started to stare at my boobs. They all turned behind giggling at me. I took off my shirt and pant. Wore a red bra. Started with a petticoat. A red blouse and white saree drape. The saree tying part was extremely difficult.

Even boys came to help in tying. The sexiest part is that the drape only covered my left bust. The right boob was just covered by my saree making it sexy to look at. All girls in my troop were sexy as hell and boys were hot enough. Our dance delayed and started at 1 pm.

As soon as we started our dance, there were whistles and claps from the entire auditorium. I guess they were cheering at our hot bodies. No matter what step I make my boob wiggles a bit. Any back pose in the dance would showcase our busty ass.

All girls wore there pallu tightly so that the outer shape of our butts looked unique. It was a 15 minutes dance. We got huge and thunderous applause from everyone. As soon as we reached our dressing rooms, we all hugged each other tightly. Shouting and yelling for our success.

We again started to strip up to our inners. Guys were ogling at our sweaty bodies. I had to wear my low-neck loose shirt again but this time I wore the bra. The bra cups were quite visible. I didn’t care at this point. All I wanted to sit down in the auditorium and relax. But that was never the case

As soon as I sat down, many girls and guys were congratulating me on the dance performance and yesterday’s hosting. I felt extremely happy and befriended everyone who was talking to me. There was this guy Ram who remained unique.

We both were talking a little longer. He was slightly brown. 5.7 feet. Average built guy. He said he liked hairdressing as a hobby. But had something unique than others.

Ram: (all of a sudden) Everyone’s quite angry with you. Do you know that?

Me: What happened? Why do you say that?

Ram: Don’t act smart. As if you don’t know. Yesterday dungaree. Wearing modern and being too sexy showcasing your waist. Now extremely traditional still being too sexy revealing your waist and even the blouse you wore looked super sexy.

Ram: To be honest all the men congratulated had a huge hard-on and girls are extremely jealous of you. You have a flat waist and huge boobs and ass. A perfect body everyone craves for. Damn girl.

I was dumbstruck the entire time he was speaking. His honesty was sharper than the two dicks I rode before. He spoke as if he was my husband. But still, I couldn’t get angry cause he praising the hell off me. To be honest I did get kind of aroused that my nipples got sharper. (Thank god I wore a bra!)

Me: You are a too honest boy. Maybe you have to chill for a bit. (laughs)

Ram: I won’t be sorry for what I said. You look too hot even now.

I kind of fell for him. I didn’t oppose any of his comments. We even spoke even more freely

Ram: Why can’t we go on for a date?

Me: Woah that’s too fast!

Ram: Come on. As if the fest is any more interesting. We can go for a night ride in my bike. It’ll be fun.

Me: And what? Fuck me in the forest over your bike? No way that’s happening.

Ram: No way dude. If I fucked all the girls I go with. My cock would have fallen off me. It’ll be fun, Varshini.

Me: (after a few minutes) Fine, let’s go. You have an undeniable level of confidence that I like.

It was at 4 pm. I decided to miss the prize-giving ceremony to go on with him. He told me that he wanted to first go home. To pack some things for the ride. Trust me, I guys and girls. I had no intention of fucking him. We reached his home at 5 pm.

It seems even was wealthier than I thought. His mom opened the door and was kind of surprised. For a moment she was staring at my breasts. It was kind of weird. She welcomed me well and offered me juice. Ram’s mom was way cooler to talk to.

We were chatting like friends. Ram went to his room to pack up and prepare for the night ride. As soon as he left the hall. Ram’s mom turned to me and whispered.

She: You are dating him?

Me: No way. We just met today morning, aunty.

She: I am so sorry. I thought you both were…(awkward silence) Can I be honest? You seem like a bold woman.

Me: Yeah aunty sure. You can speak freely

She: He has a special attraction for girl’s with huge jugs

Me: Jugs?

She: I meant your boobs.

Me: I never knew that was a synonym for boobs. Btw how do you know this?

She: I saw his browser history on his computer and I happened to see him masturbate to huge jug pics

Me: What? You were watching him masturbate?

She: Chi, not like I wanted to. It was accidental. Even he doesn’t know that. Btw no mother likes to watch his son masturbate. So, coming to the point. You have sexiest jugs and you were with him. So I thought you both were dating.

Me: Thanks for that compliment. You are way cooler, aunty. And I am sorry I am not dating him.

She: It’s okay honey. Don’t feel bad. I just speak freely with people I trust

Me: I like you, aunty. Maybe we should go on a date (kissing her cheeks).

We kept chatting and all of a sudden. There was heavy rainfall almost clouding the sunlight. I and Ram were disappointed. No more bike ride and I can’t return home. Cause no taxis were there and his car was taken by a friend.

It was at 8 pm. We all had dinner. Talking about a lot of things. It was more fun than the bike ride. Glad it rained. She went to sleep and we both were not sleepy. So we kept on talking and talking.

Me: Why is hairdressing your hobby? Isn’t that a little weird?

Ram: It is actually. But you’ll love it when you master it. I kind of mastered it anyways.

Me: So what all kinds of hairdressing?

Ram: Usual stuff. Cutting. Shaping. Hair removal etc. I shape pubic hair for girls. I kind of like to do it.

Me: What? Omg, today is full of surprises for me. I can’t take it anymore. God help me. Do you shape pubic hair? Is that even a fucking thing?

Ram: You don’t sound as modern as your looks are. I like innocent girls. Well, pubic hair shaping is a thing. Well, I can showcase you my skill on you. You have pubic hair. Right?

His attitude has left me stunned. Now he is calling me to strip down so he can shape my hair. Could this day can get any more surprising. I already had a mini heart attack when he asked like that because I was seriously innocent back then. I took a long pause and told yes.

Ram: Good. Then come inside my room. You won’t be disappointed.

He said as if he has a sex dungeon in his room. I was scared to death to enter his room. As I entered his huge room. There was a corner where he set up his own salon. Fuck that’s amazing. He locked the door behind. Showed me his bed.

Me: I am scared, Ram.

Ram: It’s just shaping cutie. Imagine I am your boyfriend. Then you won’t be scared. Just take off your pants and panty and sit on the bed. You’ll love when it’s done. Trust me.

To be honest I was kind of excited about what will happen. So, I took courage and stripped my pants and slowly took off my panties. I kept my head down all this time. He lifted my chin and kissed my forehead. “I can’t see you are excited as well. Just build that over your shyness.” I let a huge breath. “Fuck it lets do it.”

I sat over the edge of the bed. He told me to spread my legs and keep over a tripod so that it looks like my legs are hanging in the air. I am showing him my pussy. He went near it. Ram’s breath was warm that he breathing right over my pussy. He started making me horny.

He didn’t even ask what style. He started to spray water over my hair. And using his miniature hairdressing tools he started to cut and shape. Since it was an automated machine. The machine was vibrating all the time making me really horny and wet.

I was clenching my fists. Tears were rolling out. I couldn’t control my arousal. Moreover, he was blowing hot hair to clean the hair. Damn. It was real hell in heaven. Juices started oozing out of my pussy freely without even been fucked

Ram: You are orgasming, Varshini? Was the machine vibrating too much? I am so sorry.

Me: (in tears) Yeah. You are blowing air too. I cannot control myself. You are making me too aroused.

Ram: We are almost done. You’ll be happy when it’s done. (long pause) you know what. I’ll help you

Telling that he immediately inserted two of his fingers into my extremely wet pussy. I let a very loud moan in relief. At this point. I didn’t care what he was doing. But he was doing great. His left-hand fingers were moving in and out while he was shaping me with his tools with his right.

He seems to be an expert in multitasking. He went on for a few minutes. I was draining juices like leaking tap water.

Ram: We are done, Varshini. (taking his fingers off)

Me: No, we are not. Keep doing what you were doing

Ram: I am sorry for making you horny. But I’ll repent for it

He then held my spread thighs and started to eat my pussy. Slurping all the juice and inserting his tongue and fucking me. I was loudly moaning not giving a damn about the people outside the room. He slowly came to top to my navel and started to suck my navel. Pinching it. Inserting his tongue in my tiny navel drop.

Slowly he came up and was french kissing me. Giving me the taste of my own pussy juice. His left hand was crushing my boobs over my bra. He was squeezing the hell out of it. He pulled the left bra cup down and my boob sprang up. He started to prey on them.

I was pushing his head even more. He did the same to my left boob. He was too harsh. I then woke up and took off my clothes completely. He was taking his shirt off and I was pulling down his pants and underwear. His dick sprung out like anything.

He had an average-sized cock but a thicker one (smaller than Krishna). I started to suck his cock up and down. Making slurping sounds and massaging his beautiful hanging balls. I even started to suck his balls. The sounds were filled in his entire room.

I held both his butt cheeks and started to suck him off harder and deeper. Each blow was deeper than before. Even he started to moan with my treatment. I took his cock off my mouth and went between my boobs. I starting rubbing his cock between my boobs.

He was holding my boobs and crushing them together and moving his cock up and down. It was too hot for me. He then without a warning came all over my boobs and his cum landed right below my chin. He came too much actually. He cocks went immediately soft

Me: Fuck! Now what? (pointing at his cock)

Ram: Darling I have my ways.

He then went and took a sex pill. The results were effective immediately. His cock was a little harder than before and radiating hot air. He then pushed me to the edge of the bed and lifted my left leg. I was standing using my right leg. He put my leg over his shoulder. He started to fuck my pussy while I was sideways.

He held my boob in one hand and my thigh in the other and started rampaging my pussy. I orgasmed 2 times and he didn’t even seem to get tired. He pushed me over the bed and pulled my hair in the doggy style. He started slapping my ass while fucking me. He seemed to show zero mercy.

He then bent down and grabbed my jugs and moved his butt faster. I realized he was about to cum. We both let a huge moan and drained all his balls in my pussy. He came too much that he cream pied a lot too. I fell down in tiredness cause it was my fifth orgasm. It was his first and last for the day.

We both slept nude and woke up in the morning. He gave me tea and Ipill too. He was ready for everything in the first place. I drank tea and bent down to look at what he had done. I didn’t look below the entire night. He cut the pubic hair in a sharp v shape with extreme precision.

He was indeed an expert in that. I got dressed up. I stopped him from wearing his underwear. He was hard with his morning boner. I took his cock and started slurping slowly and making it erotic. His cock was actually tasty. He told me he was about to cum.

Me: Wait, you love big breasts. Right?

Ram: I love them more than anything.

Me: Then cum inside my bra, Ram. Fill them with your cum. I want my boobs rubbing your cum.

Ram: Fuck yeah.

He then took the cock. I pulled bra to fill in. He showered his cum between my boob and bra. It was heavenly. I came out with the cum filled bra. His mom greeted me. She looked at my hair and giggled and spoke nothing. She came to me. “You said you were not dating him.”

“Sorry aunty things changed (winks).” She was indeed a cooler woman to speak to. After reaching home I realized that Ram’s mom didn’t say that looking at my hair but my shirt. The cum oozed out of my bra. Staining my shirt.

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