It’s been a year since I came to work in Bangalore. My life was going on within a circle of work, room, and friends. But I felt like something was missing. I started searching for that ‘something’ when Tinder came up on my phone.
I just looked at the profile and swiped, thinking that we could talk and become a match. But when I saw Keertika’s profile, a small vibration occurred in my mind. She was not just an average girl. She was listed as 21 years old. There was a kind of mischievousness, a kind of charm in her photos.
Thick hair, big eyes, a gentle smile on her lips. Most importantly, in one photo, her hips were really sexy. A voice said ‘Ouch’ in my mind. I immediately swiped right. In a short time, ‘It’s a Match!’ appeared on the screen. A feeling like fireworks exploded in my mind.
Immediately, I received a message from her, “Hi Hari, you message me after you match, what’s so special?”
Me: “Isn’t it special? A beautiful girl like you matches, so you don’t want to talk right away?” She laughed, “Beautiful girl? You’re going too far!”
Me: “I’m telling the truth. Okay, what are you doing now?”
She: “Just a fight in the room. And you?”
Me: “Me too. Okay, where are you?”
The conversation just grew. She said she studied in Bangalore and did modelling. I talked about my work and life. I don’t know if an hour had passed. There was a kind of courage, a kind of charm in her speech. She didn’t just say hi, she spoke very openly.
“I want to see you, Hari,” she said, and I immediately asked, “When? Where?”
“Can you come to ‘The Coffee Day’ in Indore city tomorrow evening at 6 pm?” She asked. “I will definitely come, Keertika!” I said. There was a kind of excitement in my mind. A 21-year-old girl, whom I matched with on Tinder, would call me to meet her. This was a new experience.
The next day, I left at 5:30 pm. I waited for her. It was 6:15, and she still hadn’t come. I was a little suspicious, ‘Have you found any other good guys?’ Just then, I got a message saying, ‘Sorry Hari, I’m stuck in traffic. I’ll be there in ten minutes.’ My mind felt a little relieved.
Then a car pulled up. Like an angel getting out of it, Keertika got out. She was even more beautiful than the beauty in the photos I saw on Tinder. A thin blue blouse, which flattered her figure. Her breasts were clearly visible in that tight blouse. Her waist and hips were just as attractive.
She smiled at me and came next to me. “Sorry, Hari, I am late,” she said and sat on the seat opposite me. “Goodbye, Keertika. You should come soon,” I said. There was a light in her eyes. “I am Hari,” I extended my hand. She also held my hand. Her hand was soft, like silk.
I didn’t want to let go of her hand. “What would you like to drink?” I asked. “A cappuccino is enough,” she said. We ordered and then started talking. She: “Tell me, Hari, what are you looking for on Tinder?”
Me: To be honest… a partner. A well-spoken, open, attractive partner.
She laughed. “Oh… attractive? Am I attractive?”
Me: “Sure. I can’t sleep after seeing your photos.” She blushed. “Don’t overdo it.”
Her smile, her speech, her body language, everything attracted me. When she spoke, the movement of her lips and the mischievous look in her eyes made me want her even more. I looked at her legs. Her thighs, hidden under her blouse, triggered a kind of imagination in my mind.
Two hours passed in a flash. We talked a lot about life, love, desires, and needs. She also spoke very openly. “To tell you the truth, I was looking for a good friend on Tinder. Then let’s see what happens next,” she said.
I looked into her eyes, and there was a message in her eyes that said, “I’ve been looking for you.”
“Okay, Keertika, it’s been a long time. Should I leave?” I asked. “No, Hari, don’t leave so soon. Let’s talk for a while,” she said. A kind of happiness filled my heart. She also liked talking to me.
Finally, when the bill came, I went to pay it. “No, Hari, I’ll give it to you today,” she said, and she gave it to her. “I’ll give it to you next time.” I said, “Next time? When is the next time?” She asked, with a kind of mischievous look.
Me: Hurry up. Can I come to your house?
She laughed. “To my house? Why?”
Me: Just let’s have a coffee.”
She: Okay, I’ll think about it.
I put her in the car and went to the room. My mind was all about Keertika. Her smile, her voice, her body. Everything was running through my mind. The next morning, I got a message from her.
Keertika: Hari, yesterday was good. Thanks.
Me: I liked it too, Keertika. When is the next time?
Keertika: Can we have another time? Will you come to my house at this time? I will cook.
There was excitement in my mind. She would call. This is what I was expecting.
Me: I will definitely come. When?
Keertika: Tomorrow evening. At 7 o’clock.
Me: Okay, Keertika. I will definitely come.
The next morning, I was in a state of panic. ‘What will happen today?’ I imagined. I shaved well, put on perfume, and put on a nice dress. I left at exactly 6:30. She had given me the address. An apartment. I stood in front of Keertika’s house.
I felt a kind of trepidation. A 21-year-old girl, alone in a house. Did she call me? What more could I want? I knocked on the door. In a short while, the door opened. Keertika was sitting on a thin cotton saree. That too, illuminating her body and making it look sexy.
Her breasts, waist, and thighs all looked attractive. Most importantly, her hair was damp as if she had just taken a shower. A kind of jasmine scent came from her.
“Come in, Hari, come in,” she called with a smiling face. When I went inside, she closed the door. There was a soft light in the hall. Dim light. A music system was playing soft music on the sofa. The whole hall had a kind of smell.
“Are you okay, Keerthi?”
“I’m okay, Hari. How are you?”
“I’m okay too. It’s nice at your house,” I said. “Come on, sit on the sofa.” When I sat on the sofa, she came and sat next to me. I held her hands. She also held mine tightly.
“What have you cooked?” I asked. “I made your favorite biryani,” she said. “Oh my… I’ve been wanting to eat biryani from your hands for a long time,” I said. She laughed. “You’re doing too much.”
Her closeness, the warmth of her body, everything created a kind of madness in my mind. I slowly held her hand and pulled her to my side. She also came to my side without any resistance. I put my hand on her shoulder and hugged her tightly to my side.
“What, Hari, are you too close?” she asked, with a kind of mischievous look.
Me: No. You are very beautiful. I felt like hugging you.
She leaned against my chest. Her breath fell on my neck. I felt a kind of thrill.
I gently stroked her hair. Her hair was wet and soft. Her scent made me even more dizzy. I placed my lips on her neck. She twisted her body with a soft moan.
“Aah… Hari… what are you doing?” I kissed her neck gently and moved my lips to her ears. “Your scent is intoxicating, Keertika,” I said. She slowly held my face and brought her lips to mine. This was what I had been waiting for. When her lips touched mine, a kind of electricity flowed through me.
Her lips were soft and warm. I started sucking her lips slowly. She also started sucking my lips without any resistance. Her tongue entered my mouth and started fighting with my tongue. A deep kiss. I hugged her even tighter. Her breasts were moaning on my chest, and I felt a kind of ecstasy.
I gently stroked her breasts. Her breasts were firm and warm. She cooperated with my kiss with a kind of moan. As I kissed her, I slowly moved my hands from her back to her waist. I caressed the curves of her hips. She cooperated with my kiss even deeper with a kind of thrill.
I slowly got on her back and searched for the zip of her blouse. “What, Hari, what are you doing?” she asked, stopping the kiss. Me: “I feel like hugging you even better, Keertika.” She smiled. “Okay, do it.” I slowly unzipped her blouse. As the zip came down, I felt her soft back.
I moved my lips from her neck to her back and kissed her gently. Her skin was as soft as silk. I slowly unzipped her blouse from her shoulders. She too cooperated with my hands without any resistance. The blouse slowly moved away from her body, revealing her thin underwear.
A white bra. Her breasts were firm and perky inside her bra. Her waist and hips looked sexy inside her panties. I made her lie down on the sofa and leaned over her. I moved my lips from her neck to her shoulders and kissed her softly. Her skin was warm and silky.
I put my hands on her bra and stroked her breasts. Her breasts were firm in my hands. “Umm… Hari… what a pleasure,” she moaned. I slowly searched for her bra hook. When the hook came off, the bra came off, and her breasts were exposed.
Two big, firm breasts. Her nipples, pink in colour, were protruding. I was horny. I slowly moved my lips to her breasts and started sucking one nipple in my mouth. Keertika twisted her body in a kind of shock. “Aah… Hari… what are you doing… enough…”
But there was a pleading in her voice. I sucked her nipple more and gently stroked it with my tongue. Her body shivered. “I have never experienced such a pleasure.” I sucked one nipple and started pinching the other with my fingers. Her moans echoed in the room.
I slowly moved my hands to her stomach area and stroked her pussy mound, just above her panties. Her pussy mound was warm and soft. “Hari… enough… I can’t take it anymore,” she pleaded. I stroked her pussy slit, just above her panties. Her panties were wet.
I slowly inserted my fingers into her pussy and inserted them into her pussy. Her pussy was wet and hot. “Aah… Hari… When your finger touches it, my whole body feels the same.” I rubbed her pussy up and down with my finger. Her body was tingling.
I slowly removed her pussy and bra completely. Now Keertika was lying naked in front of me. Her young body was as beautiful as an angel’s. I removed all the clothes from my body and threw them away. I stood naked in front of her. My dick was hard and hard.
When Keertika saw my dick, there was a kind of surprise in her eyes. “Umm… Hari… your dick is so big.” I leaned over her and pressed my lips to hers. A deep kiss. As I kissed her, I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to my side. Her pussy rubbed against my dick. I felt a kind of electric shock.
“Hari… I can’t stand it… I want your dick inside my pussy,” she begged. I slowly put my dick on her pussy and rubbed it once. Her pussy slit was wet and red. I slowly inserted my dick into her pussy. Slowly, it went in. Keertika twisted her body with a deep sigh.
“Aah… Hari… put it in… tear my pussy and put it in…” When my pussy went completely inside her pussy, I felt a kind of ecstasy. Her pussy was tight and hot. I slowly started to stroke her pussy up and down. Keertika lifted her hips and took my dick inside.
To be Continued…
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