Hi, I am Tamanna, and this is a story from my college days. I was the hottest girl in college, and as you can imagine, not very good at studies. I was the crush of almost everybody in college. I rarely gave any attention to anybody. A few proposed, and I insulted some of them in public.
I did not realize when the 4 years of college passed and we graduated. Since I was always involved in partying and clubbing, I rarely studied. As a result, I was not placed at the end of college. I was really worried about the job.
At the same time, three people from my batch (Sumit, Mukul and Tanmay ) had created a startup that was doing well. I thought maybe I could join them. Sumit had a crush on me and even proposed to me in the first year. But I rejected him based on his appearance.
I thought that Sumit might be the weak link, so I decided to approach him for the job. When I contacted him, he was shocked that I was approaching him for help. As a typical nerd, he could barely speak to me. Maybe he still had feelings, and maybe he was shy about a girl.
Still, he said that he’d talk to his co-founder and arrange for an interview. All three co-founders took the interview, but it was not as expected. It was very short, and they did not ask me any technical or HR questions.
They asked me private details like my figure, cup size, period dates and whether I was a virgin. I did not know where the interview was going, but at the end of the 5 minutes, they agreed to make me a co-founder with weird responsibility.
As startups are stressful, my task was to relieve other founders from the stress by satisfying their physical needs. I stood still for a few minutes and wondered what my batchmates were thinking about me. Then I gathered my courage and asked what did it mean?
They then explained that since they are busy with business, they do not have time to have a girlfriend. I have to play as a girlfriend and do whatever is expected from a female friend, like love, care and sex. I yelled at them and asked what they thought of me.
They replied that they knew how many relationships I had and that it should not be a difficult job. Plus, they are paying very high, on the condition that I should not refuse them the pleasure they demand. They gave me 10 minutes to decide. I thought for a while.
I could not get that salary even after 10 years at work, and I would have no work pressure. So I accepted the offer. I was supposed to move in with them in Bangalore. So I packed my bag and went there. They lived in 3 BHK, and I was asked to shift in the hall for a night.
I would be serving each of the three masters for a week, one by one. I would be given one week off. Those would be days when I have a period or when I am most fertile so that I do not become pregnant. While serving a master, I had to live in his room. So the hall was a temporary accommodation.
For the first day, I rested in the hall. I saw their cunning smiles, but nobody touched me. The next day, before going to the office, they told me I was to serve Sumit. The guy who proposed to me in the 1st year and whom I insulted in public.
So I moved all my bags into his room. Then called him at the office, asking what to do. He said he truly loved me and wished I could be his wife. So he would now want me to be his wife for a week. He said he’d come back from the office at 5 PM and would be dying to see me in his new wife’s appearance.
So I waited till the evening. I draped a red saree with a half-sleeve blouse and loaded myself with all the bangles I had. I draped a saree below the navel. The blouse ended just below my bosoms, so a lot of my waist could be felt. I covered my stomach with the saree and my head with the pallu.
I put on ghunghat such that it extended till my nose. My lips and chin were still visible, and since the saree was thin, one could still sense my waist and face over the saree. I was wearing nosering beneath the ghunghat and waist chain on my waist. I also had anklets on my ankles.
In the evening, all three returned together and then went to their room. As Sumit opened the door, he saw me standing close to the wall behind the door, waiting for him. He closed the door, and I closed my eyes. He stood still and kept staring at me.
Sumit took around 5 minutes to check out my body and how I was looking in the saree as his wife. He stood there, and I think he was staring at my navel. But my eyes were closed. He then quietly came close to me, grabbed my hand, and put his other hand on my waist.
He kissed me on my lips in the half ghunghat. Then, I opened my eyes. He slowly grabbed my other hand and raised both of them, kissing me on the lips and trying to bite my lips. I felt something strange. The taste was a lot sweeter than expected.
And then, I realized Sumit had candy in his mouth. He had passed that candy into my mouth. I took it and chewed and swallowed. Slowly, Sumit removed my ghunghat and then kissed my eyes and cheeks. He then took me to the dressing table.
He stood behind me, grabbing h my hands over my waist and kissing my neck. Holding my hand, he was playing with my navel, trying to move a finger there. Looking in the mirror, he said, “We might have looked as beautiful as a couple. But, now, you are nothing more than a whore. But I’ll still treat you as a wife.”
Saying this, he unhooked my blouse from behind and removed it. Grabbing my boobs over the blouse, Sumit started biting my shoulder and pressing my boobs. He was aroused, and I could feel his dick over my ass.
He then moved one hand from the boobs and used it to turn my head towards him. He then kissed my lips, standing behind me. While kissing, he slowly untucked my saree and pulled it over my petticoat. I looked at myself, standing in a bra and petticoat, and he was enjoying his crush.
Sumit then started to remove my jewelry. First, he sat down and traced my entire waist chain, touching my waist. He kissed it a few places. Kissing my navel most. He used his tongue to enjoy it to the fullest, giving me a few bites. He removed my waist chain.
Then he stood up, lifting the end of the petticoat with him. He inserted his hand inside the petticoat and grabbed my pussy over the panty. Sumit grabbed my upper lips with his teeth and pulled them full. I almost screamed. Rubbing the pussy over the panty and biting my lips.
He started to remove my nosering along with the chain. Removing the nosering hurts, but he was enjoying the pain. After removing my nosering, he kissed my ear over my jhumkas but did not remove them. He pulled his hand out of my petticoat, opened the string, and let the petticoat fall.
Standing by my side, holding me from my waist, he enjoyed watching me in my bra and panty in the mirror. He was still in formal office clothes, including a tie over his shirt. But this was not the trophy. Those two little pieces of clothes, hiding my dignity, were hurting him.
He wanted that pose after making me nude. So, Sumit went for them. Standing in front of me, he grabbed my bra’s hook and opened it. He then slowly started removing the bra kissing my neck and chest. But I put my hands over my cups, and he could not see them even after removing the bra.
So he was a bit angry and tore my panty in one go. I put my other hand over the pussy. And now he was standing beside me, wearing full clothes, while I was nude, trying to hide my assets. Surely, he did not want hidden assets, so he held my hand and raised them, revealing my boobs and pussy.
Grabbing my waist and keeping my hands behind my back, he took a pic of his life with a nude crush. He showed me the pic, zooming here and there. Apart from my body, what was distinctly visible in that pic was his aroused long dick caged in his pants.
I pointed to it, and he opened his zip to release it. He asked me to play with his tool. I took the tool in my hand. It was very large, and I can say that because I had a fair experience. I started rubbing it, and it was fully erect. I asked him what to do. He replied, “Let it explore your pie hole.”
So I kissed it and started licking it with my tongue. After it was wet with saliva, I took it inside my mouth. He rested beside the dressing table, grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth. It was a big one and went deep into my throat. I was barely able to breathe. Forget about screaming.
But his stroking of dick in my mouth thumped my head against the dressing table. It made the sound on my behalf. I was afraid it could fall, but Sumit kept stroking it for about 10 minutes. And he did not cum a bit. I do not know that nerds have so much power.
He took it out of my mouth and made me stand against the wall beside the table. Sumit then spread my legs. He made me rest my back against the wall, with one leg on the ground and another on the dressing table. You can imagine another leg on a stool. He then puts his index finger in my pussy and starts fingering.
Slowly he inserted two fingers. I was having amazing sensations throughout my body. My hand was going down to pussy, again and again, catching his hand. After a couple of times, he removed his tie, tied my hands over my head, started fingering again, and continued for 5 minutes.
I started moaning and praying for fuck. So he loosens his pants and drops them down. Finally, I saw his balls. He quickly inserted his dick into my pussy, in one stroke. Ouch. That’s a huge dick to be taken in one go. I screamed a lot. I bet the other two guys can hear it.
He then grabbed my face and started kissing my lips. And after calming me down, he started stroking. I yelled with every stroke. Now everybody in the flat knows that I am being fucked. Those guys even switched off the TV. Pin drop silence in the house to hear my screams.
And that dressing table also creates a noise with each stroked. Outside the room, everybody is hearing music and guessing how vigorously Sumit is fucking me. He fucked for 10 minutes before unloading his load in my hole. He then removed the time and freed my hand.
I just went and fell on the bed after the fuck. He lay next to me. After 5 minutes, I realized his hands were on my bare ass. The way they were moving, he was getting ready for the next round. I was scared.
So I got up, kissed him and said, “Let us go for dinner before the next round. I am all yours, and there is an entire night.” He agreed. So I washed my face in the bathroom and grabbed my clothes to wear the same saree again. I tucked his tool inside his pants and ensured he was ready.
He helped me get my dress right. He stood right behind me as I closed my bra. I then put on the petticoat, and he tied the knot kissing my waist. He ensured it was deep below the navel. He helped me hook my blouse, standing in the same place when he was removing it.
And then he looks at me draping saree. Pulls it down, so my navel is exposed and kisses my navel. This time there is no ghunghat and no pallu to hide the navel. He grabbed my waist, and we moved out to dinner. He opened the door and entered the hall, grabbing my waist.
I was dressed as his newly wedded wife. He took me out to show the city how to fuck the hottest chick in college.
I hope you liked this story. You can also read my story about sex with an arrogant neighbor.