Hello guys, I am Tanvi from Gujarat. I am a new writer and this story is inspired by only wild imagination. Let me describe myself. I am a 33-year-old single lady practising law. I have a medium-built structure with a slightly heavy bottom and above-average height (5.6”). My stats are (34-30-36/37).
One fine day, after coming from the office, I was feeling bored, so I thought of exploring Tinder. I was new on Tinder, so I went through many profiles, and I found a profile with the name Akshat. In his profile pic, he was wearing blue denim shorts and a casual shirt with a few buttons open.
In the pic, he was sitting on the table in the library corner of some luxury resort and reading a book. He had covered his face with a book. I can read the title of that book, and it is from one of my favourite authors. He seemed tall and well-built.
He must have done the laser hair removal treatment, as his arms and chest were clean. Overall, his demeanour and personality seemed nice. He mentioned his age as 30, but he looked quite young, maybe because of his toned physique.
After exploring his profile, I just swiped right, and after a few minutes, it was a match. Meanwhile, I also updated my profile and uploaded my pic from my tour to Thailand with my girls’ gang.
I was wearing a white sleeveless sundress having deep V-Neck, Hinting enough of my cleavage and flaunting my thighs through the slit on my dress. I was posing like the famous James Bond Island Rock in Thailand.
At the same time, he initiated the conversation with a simple “Hey, Tanvi.” I replied with “Hello.”
Akshat: Hey, Tanvi.
Tanvi: Hello, the book is nice.
Akshat: Indeed, it was a nice thriller story. You must be fond of thrilling stories.
Tanvi: Yes, I love to read.
Akshat: Nice profile pic though.
Tanvi: Thanks, yours too. (With a wink emoji.)
Akshat: So, what do you do?
Tanvi: I am practising law in the State of Gujarat.
Akshat: Oh my my, advocate han? Impressed. I am into finance, managing asset portfolios for my clients.
Tanvi: Oh, money man, so boring.
Akshat: Money and boring?
Tanvi: Money is not boring, but a money man can be.
Akshat: He he he. Just invest a little time to check that out. But be aware that investment is subject to market risk.
Tanvi: Oh, really! Prove that it is worth taking risks, then.
Immediately, he sent a few pics with his bike from his bike trips and pics in which he was playing Cajon, in every pic, his face was not visible, with a comment.
Akshat: See, I am not that boring.
Tanvi: Oh damn. A boy with a hobby and passion is interesting.
Akshat: A man with a hobby and passion.
Tavni: Oh MAN, it is. But, gentleman?
Akshat: Of course, I am a gentleman. But I cannot promise to be gentle every time.
I replied with just an emoji, raising brows. In my mind, I thought he was a good flirt, and I was blushing with his replies.
After a while, I uploaded a few pics to my profile, but I didn’t send them in our chat. Of course, I did not want to look creepy. In one of those pics, I was wearing a pink bikini and tied a small skirt around my waist, flaunting my curves.
In another pic, I was wearing a Gujarati traditional chaniya choli during Navratri. The other pic was having my casual look with a tight-fitting shirt and pencil skirt. During the night, he commented on my uploaded pics.
Akshat: Damn girl, How can one girl carry all looks? I mean beautiful, gorgeous, and bold. I must say beauty with a brain, killer combo.
Tanvi: Thanks, and at least I am not afraid to show my face. What did you do wrong that you are hiding your face? Kahan, muh kala karke aaye aap?
Akshat: He he he. And “Aap”? You know you just made me fall from my bed with that “Aap”.
He immediately sent his pics with his face.
Tanvi: Akshat, you?
He turned out to be my roommate’s boyfriend. Though I have never met him in person, I have seen his pics.
Akshat: Yes, you got me right, I am Divya’s boyfriend.
I was shocked, surprised, and disappointed as well.
Tanvi: You can’t be, man, I mean, you should not be here on Tinder, you are committed to my roommate.
Akshat: I know, I forgot to uninstall this Tinder thing, and I received the notification of a match, which turned out to be with you. I thought to fool around a little bit.
Akshat: And I am glad I did that, else I wouldn’t be able to find out that my girlfriend’s roommate is that hot.
Tanvi: He he he, you should behave, and anyway, your girlfriend is way hotter than me.
In real, she is hotter than I, she is too curvy, not fat or chubby, but curvy, I must say.
Akshat: Come on, one should not compare oneself to another person. You both are gorgeous in your way. I can say at least “Bigger is not better every time”.
Tanvi: Excuse me!
Akshat: Nothing.
I knew what he was referring to, but I was being so cautious as he was my roommate’s BF. But, I can’t deny the fact that I liked his attention.
Tanvi: I can send these screenshots to Divya. You know that, right?
Akshat: If you really wanted to do that, you could have already done that.
I was surprised by his bold reply, and also knew that he was getting under my skin. Yes, he was right too. At that time, the conversation had not escalated, and I dozed off.
The next day, he initiated the conversation. We were discussing the comparison between me and his GF, Divya. He sent me a pic of me and Divya posing together from the same Thailand trip in a single frame, and we both were wearing bikinis.
Tanvi: See, she is way hotter than I.
Akshat: Common Tanvi, it is not just about the looks. It is about overall personality. See your confident demeanour, straight back, and your dressing style. The way you carry yourself is amazing. On the other hand, though Divya is curvy, she is a bit chubby, looking mature than her age. Her dressing sense is average, and she is not confident in her posture either.
Tanvi: Is it? If that is the case, then why is she having a BF and I am still single?
Akshat: Come on, girl, you don’t seem easy to catch any guy. You have a strong personality, guys must be feeling scared to approach you. And very few have the daring or courage to handle a strong lady like you.
Tanvi: Oh man. I am flattered. But was it a compliment?
Akshat: I don’t know. I was spilling the truth.
Tanvi: So you mean I am a risky endeavour?
Akshat: Maybe, and being a money man, I learned that risk always comes with the reward. So I see you as the reward, too.
Tanvi: Issshh! I am blushing.
Akshat: Good. It is good for health. (with a wink emoji). Btw, we should catch up sometime to know each other?
Tanvi: Maybe.
Akshat: I know Divya went to her hometown for a couple of days, I can accompany you for dinner if it is possible anyway?
Tanvi: I don’t know.
I stopped him from replying as I just came from the office. It was a traditional day in the office, so I was wearing a maroon saree with a matching almost backless blouse.
After just 15 minutes, I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door, and to my surprise, it was Akshat standing in front of me. I was shocked, surprised and had mixed feelings. I liked it too.
Tanvi: What! Come on in, I didn’t say yes to your dinner plan.
Akshat: You didn’t deny it, too. So, I thought to give it a chance.
Tanvi: with a coy smile. You are too much. I just came from the office. Let me get fresh and let me change.
Akshat: Btw, someone is looking nice in a saree.
Tanvi: Thanks, by the way, you should sit inside, in my room. The neighbours may see you and may hear you talking.
Akshat: Sure. (We both went to my room.)
Tanvi: Sorry, the room is a bit tied up.
Akshat: It is ok, it is home and not a hotel.
My clothes, makeup kit, and all things were lying on my bed. I gathered them all and arranged them.
Akshat: Let me help you.
He grabbed a pile of my folded clothes and opened my wardrobe to put them in. As soon as he opened the wardrobe, another pile of clothes fell on him. It was a pile of my lingerie and bikinis from the top shelf.
Tanvi: Oops, sorry.
We understood the gravity of the situation, and there was awkward silence.
Akshat: Wow, what a great collection. See, I told you. You’ve got a nice sense.
He put the folded clothes in the wardrobe. I rushed to it, sat down, grabbed all the lingerie and arranged it. Meanwhile, Akshat picked one and held it in his hand, looking at it and then stared into my eyes.
My face turned pink, and I grabbed it from his hand and put it in my wardrobe. To break the awkwardness, I asked him.
Tanvi: Would you like to smoke?
Akshat: Sure, if you give the company.
We grabbed a cig pack and went to the balcony, and we lit up a cig and smoked, while smoking, he said.
Akshat: You know, I was literally imagining you in that piece of cloth.
Tanvi: I know. (I was blushing)
Akshat: You look prettier when you blush.
Tanvi: Oh, really? What else have you imagined?
Akshat: Nothing. Just imagined you wearing the same as in the pic you shared on Tinder.
Tanvi: (I blow smoke on his face.) Easy stud, you are exploring risky territory.
Akshat: I already told you, I can afford that risk if the reward is you.
He was staring into my eyes boldly.
Tanvi: But as you said. I am a strong girl.
Akshat: Of course, and I know how to bow down before and respect the strength.
His gaze shifted to my lips, and unknowingly, I licked my lower lip. His charm was affecting me, and the air was filled with anticipation and playful games. To change the topic, I asked him.
Tanvi: What would you like to have for dinner?
Akshat: I am already looking at it.
The coy smile spread on my face, and he advanced on me and planted a soft kiss on my lips.
Tanvi: (I was taken aback by his bold and confident move. I was impressed, to be honest.) I just came from the office, Akshat. Let me get fresh.
Akshat: Oh, sure. Take your time.
I then went into my room and went into the shower and took a nice shower. The room was filled with the aroma of my shower gel. I came out after 10 minutes. I was now wearing a halter wrap bikini and matching thongs. He had been holding previously.
Tanvi: Hey Akshat, (I called him from the balcony), have you imagined me in the same way? Matching your expectations?
Akshat: (He rushed into the room.) Sss… damn Tanvi. You are the epitome of hotness.
He was staring at me from top to bottom. He again advanced on me and pulled me closer to hug. I buried myself in his chest, then I looked up into his eyes. We were so close, he closed his eyes. I lifted myself on my toes and gave him a nice, passionate kiss.
That kiss worked as if I had pressed some button on a machine, and he became so excited and pulled me more in his hug with loud moaning and hissing. He turned me around and started kissing all over my exposed skin on my neck and shoulder.
While kissing, he was rubbing his palm on my toned, tiny tummy and waist. I gave myself all to him and pushed myself back into his embrace. His hands were exploring every inch of my skin. He then took charge and sat on the edge of the bed, and I was standing in front of him.
He turned me around, I looked at him over my shoulder, gave a swift sway to my hips, and asked. Like what you see? He immediately held me by my tiny waist and pulled me closer. He put his big strong palms on my exposed butt cheeks and gave them jiggle.
He put his hand on the waistband of my thongs and pulled them down. He parted my butt cheeks and exposed my clean-shaven folds. I loved his bold and strong moves. He softly placed his finger on my fold and found it already wet.
He made his finger wet with my pre-cum and apply it on my clit. He was drawing circles on my clit with his middle finger. I bent a bit forward and pulled out my butts to give him better access.
He immediately set her face between my butt cheeks and started with a long lick from my ass hole to my clit. He sucked and kissed the place between my ass hole and folds. I was moaning, and he was making me wilder and wilder.
He was a tall guy, so it was a bit uncomfortable to do it. He immediately sat on the floor on his knees and made me sit on his face as if I were sitting on a stool, by parting my legs. He began to lick me nicely, in the heat, I grabbed his head with my hair and buried his face more into me.
He start sucking my clit and while sucking he pushed his middle finger inside. I must say he has a skilled mouth and tongue. I was moaning and hissing like hell. He made me weak in my legs. I stopped him and pulled him up by holding his chin.
And again, I buried myself in his embrace and we kissed passionately. This time, while kissing, I opened his shirt buttons and took it off. I explored his toned square chest. I pampered his chest and touched his sensitive nipples with my fingers.
I start kissing all over his shoulder and chest, and in the heat of the moment, I bite him on his neck. He screamed and hungrily kissed me and bit my lower lip in response. In this passionate fight, he opened the knot behind my neck and pulled down the wrapped fabric. I was now standing stark naked in his arms.
My softness was touching his steel-made chest. He lifted me and put me on the bed. I was lying on my back. He climbed over me and again started with a lip kiss. He explored my long neckline and collarbone with his lips and tongue. He went further down to cup my boobs.
He just took one nipple in his mouth and started sucking it furiously. In excitement I threw my head back and lifted my chest and made arc on my lower back and gave him further access to suck them at his pleasure. He made my small, rosy, perky nipples erect.
He pulled me onto his lap by holding my back. I was sitting in his lap, facing him. He again looked into my eyes. His eyes were filled with lust and pleasure. I lowered my gaze and hugged him tight, and we both felt the heat of each other.
I took charge and pushed him onto the bed and made him lie on his back. I set myself on him. His arousal is evident under me. I could feel it in his pants, and I lowered myself on him. I made my nipples touch his chest and rubbed them on it. I showered him with my kisses, and I moved further down.
And I put my hand on the pants button and looked into his eyes. While maintaining eye contact, I slowly opened his button and zipper and pulled down his pants and boxer all together. His manhood was standing in its glory. I was feeling proud that I had that effect on him.
He was throbbing in excitement, and I got hold of it and gave a gentle squeeze. He shivered at my touch. I again gazed into his eyes, lowered my face towards his wood and kissed its shaft. I begin to lick it along with a long vein around it.
I inserted my tongue tip in his hole and made his foreskin wet. Slowly, I pulled it back and opened his big, pink head. I made it wet with my tongue, and then I started rubbing it with my thumb softly. While rubbing, I licked his ring and the joint skin. He was hissing in excitement.
And then slowly I took his long, veiny, and fat cock in my mount and start bobbing my head. I could gulp his head, and then I started rolling my tongue on his head. While keeping it in my mouth I swirled my tongue on his dick. He was losing control. It seemed like I possessed him.
In Excitement, his fair colour turned pink, which I loved so much. After exploring that territory, I climbed again. I sat on him once again but this time his naked dick was touching my folds. I did not insert it in but I was rubbing my clit and pussy lips on his big length.
He was moaning like hell. And it made me more excited. The pleasure was unbearable for both of us. He put his hands on my boobs and cupped them and pinching my nipples while I was sliding on his dick.
He again took charge, pulled me on him and rolled over. Now I was under him. He spread my legs and adjusted himself between my legs. He held his dick and tapped it on my swollen clit. And finally, he put his dick head on my entrance.
He looked into my eyes and, while staring at me, inserted his length inch by inch into me. I screamed. He filled me. He was literally stretching all my muscles. My inner walls were wrapping his hardness and my pussy was gulping his dick inside like a vacuum.
He kept his dick in for a while and gave me breath to adjust his size and slowly he started pumping me. His strokes were slow but strong and deep. He didn’t seem in a rush, exactly how I like and prefer. It was a classic missionary position. I tied my legs around his waist, and he was pumping me nicely.
We both were enjoying the moment and never wanted it to end. He was suppressing my moans with kisses on my lips. His dick was hitting at all the right places deep into my G-spot. He then pulled his dick out and made me feel empty. I was looking at him with frustration, and he asked me to turn around.
I turned around and sat on my fours. I gave him a nice view of my inverted heart-shaped ass and gave my ass nice jiggle to invite him. He went crazy and set himself behind me. He put his dick in my ass crack and pressed my ass cheeks against his dick and slid his dick up and down in my ass crack.
He parted my ass cheeks and went in my folds. He started pumping me again with full force. This time, he was reaching new depths. He held my love handles and stroked in and out nicely. He pulled his dick out and put it in. he again pulled it out and put it in again.
He repeated it quite a few times, and every time he went in with more force. That was too much pleasure to bear. He started pumping me with steady and powerful strokes. I was moaning and screaming his name. I was on the verge of release.
I rolled my eyes back, lifted my head and made an arch in my lower back and let my juices flow on his shaft. He was close too, his dick was throbbing inside and literally pulsating. I quenched my pussy for him and with a loud groan and scream he released his load inside me.
He kept stroking me until he fully emptied his dick inside me. As he did, I rolled over and he lay on me. I grabbed his face over me and rested it on my chest, hugged him tight, and kissed his head. We both were smiling with satisfaction, and I was having a nice afterglow of complete satisfaction.
We cuddled for a while, and then we got up. I wore his shirt (I mean just a shirt with top buttons open and thongs) and prepared dinner for us. He stayed overnight, and we engaged more passionately in every corner of the house.
Thank you for reading it till the end. I know the story is a bit long and detailed, but it is needed to set the plot. You can write your feedback to [email protected].