Hello guys, myself Nik, with yet another story of mine. Hope you guys are doing well.
The wedding season is full on. I, too, was invited to a wedding which was my father’s friends’ daughter. My dad was out of town, so he asked me to attend the wedding. So I decided to go for it despite not having any intention to.
I dressed in a black suit, used mild perfume, and reached the wedding. It was cold. I decided to spend not more than half an hour at the wedding, greet the couple and their parents, and leave. As I entered, I saw hot girls all around.
Seeing girls dolled up at a wedding is a very satisfying thing altogether. When I reached, everyone was busy with the ‘varmala’ ceremony. I was checking out some girls around. I could see a few of the stares were at me too.
After the varmala was over, the would-be couple headed toward the wedding stage. I quickly went to Uncle (dad’s friend) and greeted him. He called aunty and asked the whereabouts of my dad. I told him that he was out of the station.
Aunty exclaimed, “You have grown to become a handsome young man. We have known you from so young. When are we invited to your wedding?”
I didn’t answer it and just gave a smile back. I handed them the gift I had brought and asked for leave. They asked me to enjoy the meal. I was getting bored. I headed towards the juice counter when I saw a very beautiful ass. She was standing with her back toward me.
My eyes were checking the hot ass in a red saree. I went towards her when all of a sudden she turned towards me. Her face was familiar, but I couldn’t recall who she was. She, too, stared at me and then suddenly shouted, “Nik!”
I was still not able to find out who she was. She came towards me and said, “Remember me? I am Khushbu.” All of a sudden, I remember her. She was a senior to me in school. We used to come back home in the same carpool.
Me – Definitely, Khushbu di. I can’t forget you. I still remember you left so little space for me in the car. You used to be so… What the hell happened? How did my golu-molu di become like this?
During school time, Khushbu used to be quite a chubby girl. Our driver used to make us sit together in the front seat. She used to take much of the seat, and I used to get very uncomfortable with little space. But gosh, now she was looking hot as ever.
Her boobs were voluptuous, and her ass was something to die for. But her waist was so thin now. Her navel was visible from the hot saree she was wearing.
K – Well, some hard years in the gym, and the golu-molu is now a hot chick. Don’t you think so?
Me – Well. I can’t deny that. You are looking pretty gorgeous, di.
K – Oh, stop calling me di. You are embarrassing me. Look at yourself. You have become so different too. Looking so handsome. Just call me Khush.
Me – Ok. It’s awkward to call so hot girl di.
K – So you are here from the groom’s side?
Me – No, I am from the bride’s side. She is my uncle’s daughter. And you?
K – Well, I am the groom’s ex.
Me – What? Really? Are you here to make him jealous?
K- Exactly. He broke up with me, saying that I was chubby and all. Now he must know what he is missing out on.
We laughed and talked a bit. We had some snacks together. All of a sudden, he said,
K – Nik, will you do me a favor?
Me – At your service, ma’am.
K – Just play along with me.
Me- Mean?
K- I will introduce you as my boyfriend in front of Nishant (groom). You just be with me. Seeing you will make him jealous.
Me – Anything for you.
Saying this, I offered my elbow to her. She held it, and we headed toward the wedding stage. The couple was waiting in their seats for the wedding to start. She held my hand tightly. And as she went in front of Nishant, he was astonished.
His smile faded. She hugged the bride, shook her Nishant hand, and said congratulations. She introduced me as her boyfriend. I could see anger in his eyes.
Soon the priest arrived, and the wedding started, but he was constantly looking at us. Khushbu, too was not leaving any opportunity to make him uncomfortable. She was sitting almost on my lap and laughing too much to make him feel we were enjoying ourselves.
The groom’s face was getting red in anger. I found it bad and asked Khushbu to stop it. She, too, agreed that we were taking it too far. She asked me to go. I asked her to join me. She agreed. We left the wedding hall, and I took her in my car. She sat beside me, and I asked.
“Where to?”
She didn’t answer. I put on the light and saw tears in her eyes.
Me – What happened, Khush?
K – Nothing, yaar. Just the memories.
I took her hand in mine and smiled. She came on my shoulders, and we shared a cute moment. After some time, I again asked, “Where to?”
K – I will be going back to Pune tomorrow evening. We have shifted there. If you are free, let’s hang out or take me to hotel Paradiso. I am staying there.
I gave it a thought and asked her for dinner. She said no and said she missed Kolkata street food. I took her to my fav street food places. She loved the food, and we enjoyed the eve. Everyone was surprised to see us dressed and having puchkas, momos and everything.
Finally, we returned to our car, and I took her to a club. We danced our hearts out, and everyone was watching her. Seeing her sizzling hot in a saree dancing to the tunes made everyone stare at her. She was enjoying herself a lot. I had a fun time too.
After all that, we were back in the car and breathing heavily.
K – Thanks, Nik, for tonight. It was so much fun. I relived my days here, and you made me happy.
Me – My pleasure, ma’am.
All of a sudden, there was silence in the car. I didn’t think of what to do next and turned towards her to ask when she suddenly kissed me. It was touch and go.
Me – Khush?
K – Don’t you want to do that? I could feel the lust since the time you saw me.
Me – Do what? It’s hard not to stare at your beauty of you. What can I do?
K – Let go of yourself. I, too, want it. Don’t just watch my waist. You can have it if you want.
I gave it a thought, caught her by the neck, and started kissing her madly. She, too, responded hard. And in the car only we started to make out. After a few minutes of kissing, I started the car. I took it in the back where fewer cars were there, and lights were fewer too.
I asked her to come out. She came out. I opened the back door and asked her to go in. She did it, and I made the seats flat so there was enough room. I pounced on Khushbu, and again we were making out passionately. My hands went into her saree.
I started to caress her waist, pinching it occasionally, which made her moan. I tried opening the saree. But she said, “Not here, let’s go to my room. It was an hour’s journey, and I was too excited. I asked her to jerk me off. She obeyed my orders and opened my zip. My tool sprung out, and Khushbu was astonished.
K – Your tool is big, Nik. I want it inside me asap.
Me – First, take it in your mouth.
She was quick in action and started to blow me. I started enjoying myself and closed my eyes. She was a pro at sucking and was blowing hard. I grabbed her hair and made her move faster. After blowing for 20-25 minutes, I warned her about cumming.
She paid no heed to it, so I, too, didn’t slow down and cum inside her mouth. She gulped it all and stood up. Her messy hair and cleavage made me hard again. I asked her to adjust her dress and went to the driver’s seat. I covered the one-hour journey in 35-40 minutes.
We checked into her hotel. I took Khushbu in my hands as we entered the room and took her to bed. We started kissing again and continued as we undressed. I unpinned her saree and threw it away. It revealed her bosom and thin waist. Her vitals were 32-28-34.
I loved her hot body as I explored her bare back and waist with occasional pinches. She started to moan. I undressed her fully with just her pink and white panties on. She, too, took my suit off, followed by my shirt and pants. She loved to see my abs. We went inside the blanket, and I started to explore her.
I kissed her whole body one by one. Her juicy lips were bit and eaten harshly by me, followed by her boobs. Her erect nipples were bit and sucked as if milk was to come out.
The foreplay went long as my fingers entered her panties and started to enter. She was fully wet, and I started to rub and finger her. She was moaning, and fluids kept oozing out. I went in the blanket to give her mouth service. The room was filled with hard moans.
I swirled my tongue inside her pink pussy. Khushbu asked not to play anymore and entered her. I fulfilled her wish as I came on top of her and entered her. She was fully wet, and it was not very hard to enter. I pushed hard, and I was inside her. I started stroking hard, and Khush started loving it.
After a few minutes of fucking her in this position, she came on top of me and started drilling me. I pressed her boobs and sucked them. She started to get tired, but I was in no mood to cumming so early. So I took her and bent her back. I entered her pussy from behind and started fucking her doggy style.
Khush loved it, and a few minutes into doggy style, came hard. She lay lifeless as I continued to stroke. I loved it from behind. But her small tight butthole was provoking me. I took my dick out and entered her ass. She was in a position where she realized she would get a lot of pain.
I entered her tight ass, which had been making me crazy ever since I saw her. After 10 minutes of intense fuck I came in her ass. I collapsed on her butt, and we both were breathing heavily. She came on top of me, and I cuddled her. The night I was with her, I fucked her twice more and slept with her only.
During the day, we showered together, and again I fucked her mouth and gave her mouth service.
Then I went to the airport to drop her off. We hugged at the airport, and then I bid her adieu. That’s how I fucked my senior from school. I still could not believe the girl who didn’t let me sit properly in the carpool sucked me off in the car.
I hope you guys liked the story about erotic sex with my hot senior. I want to get your feedback at [email protected]. I will be back soon. Till then, tada.