Hi readers, I’m Karan. If you connect with the story and feel it personally. You can review it and comment on it.
It all began in the college library on a lazy afternoon. I know Aditi as she is my classmate, but we have never talked before. She was there with a book open on the desk and earphones plugged in. But she was looking more charming than she was in class. That day, I felt like walking up to her.
I said, “Hi, can I sit here?”
She said, “Of course”
Our first chat was nothing serious — just a casual joke about classes and assignments. After that, we had a coffee together and left the room. It was the first time I’d seen her from this close ever. She was more beautiful and hotter. I’ve never seen her before the way I was looking at her during that time.
Her naturally light pink lips. Her tits were more than average for a girl of her age. Following this with her Tight jeans. I can see her thigh curves and weight.
Something clicked. The next day, I found her again, in the same spot, with the same book, and this time she waved at me first. From then on, it became routine — Talks after lectures, and slowly, sharing the same library bench in the evenings.
I never had sex before in my life, so being too close to a girl every day who is so gorgeous and sexy used to make me hard, and maybe she even noticed it sometimes.
I used to think of her and used to masturbate nearly every night. My dreams were getting bolder day by day, night by night.
Our talks slowly turned into sharing numbers and chatting for long after the class and the library. Slowly, my curiosity crept in, and I started asking her about her likes.
I texted her, “Aditi, your boyfriend is so lucky that he has you😂”
She replied instantly, “Buddhu, agar Mera bf hota toh me din bhar tumhare sath kyu hoti, aur itni chatting kyu karti” (Idiot, if I had a bf, then why would I stay with you the whole day, and why would I chat with you for so long).
I was like, is she hinting that she liked me?
I asked her the same. She said, “Umm, I don’t know. Definitely, I see you as more than a friend, but idk why I’m not interested in a relationship. But karan, you’re too handsome.”
Those words definitely arouse the heat in me.
That night, our chat stretched longer than usual. After her “you’re too handsome” line, I couldn’t resist teasing.
Me: “Handsome? Bas itna hi? 😏” (Handsome? Just is it.)
Aditi: “Aur kya bolu… tum samajhdaar ho, caring ho… aur thoda badmaash bhi.” (You’re smart, caring and a little naughty too.)
Me: “Badmaash kaise? Batao na.” (How I’m naughty? Tell me.)
Aditi: “Tumhare nazrein sab kuch bol deti hai library mein. Mujhe lagta hai kabhi kabhi tum mujhe undress kar rahe ho aankhon se.” (Your eyes tell the whole story in the library. It feels like you’re undressing me with your eyes.)
Me: “Aur agar main sach mein karta? Tab?” (And what if I really did it in real?)
Aditi: “Shayad mujhe bura bhi na lage…” (Maybe I’ll not resist that.”
Her words made my heart race. I decided to push it further, but it was dirtier this time.
Me: “Kabhi socha hai… tera first kiss kaisa hoga? Ya tera first time?” (Ever think of it.. how will it be your first kiss?)
Aditi: “Hmm… imagine toh karti hoon… lekin kabhi kisi ke saath share nahi kiya.” (I imagined it, but never shared it with anyone.)
Me: “Toh mere sath share karo.” (Share it with me.)
Aditi: “😳 Kya tumne kabhi…?”(Did you ever ?)
Me: “Nahi, kabhi nahi. Tumhari tarah… sirf curiosity hai.” (Never, but I’m curious, like you.)
Aditi: “Toh ek din try karna chahiye tha na.”(So why didn’t you try it?)
Me: ” Try karna toh he par kiske sath karu.” (I wanted to try, but with whom should I try?)
Aditi: “Mujhe lagta hai tumhara mann library mein bhi control nahi karta 😏”
(Feels like you can’t even control yourself in the library.)
Me: “Sach bolu toh kabhi kabhi sochta hoon… agar tu mere paas aur thoda kareeb hoti toh kya hota 😈”
(To be honest, sometimes I imagine what would happen if you sat a little closer to me.)
Aditi: “Aur agar main kareeb aayi toh?”
(And what if I actually came closer?)
Me: “Tab shayad main tujhe rok nahi paunga… tujhe feel karna chahta hoon.”
(Then maybe I won’t be able to stop… I want to feel you.)
Aditi: “🙈 Tu pagal hai… but kabhi kabhi mujhe bhi curiosity hoti hai.”
(You’re crazy… but sometimes I also feel curious.)
Me: “Sach kahu toh ab mujhse raha nahi jata. Mujhe waha waha touch karna he jaha jaha meri najar jati he.😉” (To be honest, I can’t control myself, I wanted to touch all over what I can see”
Aditi: “Batao na, tumhe kya kya karna he.”
(Tell me, pls, what you wanted to do )
Me: “Hindi me sharam aa rhi he.. English me bolta hu”
(I’m feeling shy to share it in Hindi.. I’ll say it in English)
Aditi: “Ok kaho” (Ok say)
Me: “I wanted to grab your big boobs and wanted to press them, suck them until your nipples became harder. I wanted to taste your lips, Aditi, then slowly wanted to undress you fully naked. Wanted to touch you all over your body, including your sexy pussy. I want to taste it and see you wet became my dream now. I want to do whatever I’ve dreamed of.
The rest I’ll do instead of saying 😉”
Aditi: “You’re actually making me wet, I can’t wait now.🥵”
Me: “Aditi, ek din toh try karna padega. Sirf sochne se kuch nahi hoga.”
(We’ll have to try it one day. Just imagining won’t do anything.)
Aditi: “Aur agar try karne ke baad maza aaya toh?”
(And what if we enjoy it after trying?)
Me: “Tab toh hum dono apna secret rakh lenge 😏. Nobody has to know.”
Aditi: “Hmmm… kabhi plan karte hai.”
(Hmmm… maybe we should plan someday.)
Me: “Someday? Nahi… jaldi karte hai. Weekend pe ek room book karu?”
(Someday? No… let’s do it soon. Should I book a room this weekend?)
Aditi: “😳😳 Tum serious ho?”
(Are you serious?)
Me: “Bilkul. First time, bina drama, bas hum dono. Tum haan bolo aur baaki main dekh lunga.”
(Of course. First time, no drama, just us. You say yes, I’ll handle the rest.)
Me: “Aditi… sach bolna… right now, are you touching yourself? 👀”
(Aditi… tell me honestly… right now, are you touching yourself? 👀)
Aditi: “🙈 maybe… bas thoda… I can’t help it, tumne itna detail me describe kiya tha.”
(🙈 maybe… just a little… I can’t help it, you described it in so much detail.)
Me: “Abhi mujhe imagine karna band karo. Just slide your hand inside your pants… slowly… feel yourself. Don’t stop till you’re wet.”
(Stop just imagining me. Just slide your hand inside your pants… slowly… feel yourself. Don’t stop until you’re wet.)
Aditi: “Karan… tu pagal hai… but my hand is already inside 😳. I can feel how hot I am right now.”
(Karan… you’re crazy… but my hand is already inside 😳. I can feel how hot I am right now.)
Me: “Fuck… I just unbuttoned my pants. My hand is already around my hardness, Aditi. Just imagine your soft hand here.”
Me: “Don’t say that… I’m already moving my fingers inside my panties. It’s so slippery, so wet now, Karan. All because of you.”
Me: “Same here… I’m stroking slowly, thinking about your lips wrapped around me…hands on it like you’re stroking me damn.”
Aditi: “Stoppp… I can’t take this. What if someone sees me like this? 😩 But I don’t want to stop…”
Me: ” Show me your boobs and pussy”
Without hesitation, in a minute, I got the pics.
Damn, her boobs were big. Maybe 34 and nipples were dark pink and a little brown.
Her pussy 🤤 just wow.. it was soaked in the liquids. 🩷 Her ass was bigger. It was my first time when she sent me her own nudes. My dick was totally hard that time.
She asked me to show my dick.
I sent her the pic, and after some time, I got a reply.
Aditi: “Karan… agar tu abhi mere saamne hota na, toh main tera zip khol ke seedha usse apne lips ke andar le leti. Dheere-dheere uski tip ko apni zubaan se lick karti, poora feel karti apne throat mein.”
(Karan… if you were in front of me right now, I’d unzip you and take it straight into my lips. I’d slowly lick the tip with my tongue, feeling it deep in my throat.)
Me: “Fuck Aditi… bas imagine kar raha hoon tu meri dick ko apne garam mouth mein le rahi hai, mera haath tere baalon mein… aur main tujhe aur deep karwa raha hoon.”
(Fuck Aditi… I’m just imagining you taking my dick into your warm mouth, my hand in your hair… pushing you deeper.)
Aditi: “Aur main apni panties side karke tujhe keh rahi hoti… ‘Karan, taste me, abhi.’ Teri zubaan jaise hi mere clit pe touch karti… main toot jaati.”
(And I’d move my panties aside and tell you… ‘Karan, taste me, now.’ The moment your tongue touched my clit… I’d lose control.)
Me: “Bas wahi toh… main tere thighs pakad ke tujhe poora spread karta… meri zubaan tere pussy pe wet trails banati… aur tu mera head daba ke kehti, ‘Aur fast kar… rukna mat.”
(That’s exactly it… I’d grab your thighs and spread you wide… my tongue making wet trails over your pussy… and you’d press my head down saying, ‘Faster… don’t stop.’)
Aditi: “Karan… itna imagine karke hi main hil rahi hoon… mujhe lag raha hai main teri dick ke upar apni wet pussy rub kar rahi hoon, sliding up and down, aur tu mujhe pakad ke thrust maar raha hai.”
(Karan… just imagining this, I’m already shaking… I feel like I’m rubbing my wet pussy over your dick, sliding up and down, while you hold me and thrust hard inside me.)
Me: “Aditi, ab toh control mushkil hai… mujhe bas teri tight pussy feel karni hai mere around, teri moans sunni hai mere ear ke paas.”
(Aditi, now it’s impossible to control… I just want to feel your tight pussy around me, hear your moans right in my ear.)
After that message, her room door was knocked on, and her roommates entered the room.
Unfortunately, we had to stop there.
The story will be continued in the next part. If you like the story and if it makes you feel kinky, feel free to contact me at [email protected]
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