Hey readers! I’m back with another true incident that happened to me a few weeks ago. I hope you had a look at my previous stories as well.
A quick context about me – 28 Y, 5’7, average athletic body and a nerdy appearance. I am from the Chikkamagaluru district and am open only to casual stuff.
Last month I visited my GFs place in Mysore. We are in a long-distance relationship. We met in the morning, spent time at a place I rented, and had great fun. In the evening, we planned to go out to a Cafe or a pub and end the day. My GF’s friend Pooja and her BF arrived at the location.
Pooja was with her BF for as long as I could remember. They were a good pair. However, her skinny BF isn’t a match for her amazing features. We started sipping our drinks and started having good conversations.
After some time, Pooja’s moody BF asked us to end the party. He suggested we head back as he had some urgent work. However, we wanted to continue our happy hour and suggested he could leave. Then my GF and I shall drop Pooja back home.
After Pooja’s guy left, we continued our drinks for an hour and were drunk. My GF was playing with my cheeks and neck. It was so evident to Pooja that I and my GF were not being innocent under the table. Just to let you know, Mysore pubs are kind of empty on weekdays.
To tell you about Pooja, she has a great pair of stress balls and an ass worth spanking. After watching our nakhras, Pooja excused herself to use the washroom and returned after 5 minutes. The only difference I could see was that she had fixed her dress and reapplied makeup and lipstick.
I could see her cleavage more accurately this time, and she caught me multiple times peeping at her. My GF, too, warned me not to act like a pervert. So it was time to leave, and I still wanted to booze. However, as I was the only one who could drive, we had to finish the party.
It was around 9.30 when we drove towards Kuvempunagar first to drop off Pooja. But Pooja said she would meet her BF and asked me to drop her at Jayalakshmipuram. So we decided to drop off my GF at her home and drop Pooja at her desired place while I returned to my rented serviced apartment.
Once I dropped my GF, she warned me to drive safely. We were drunk, and she asked me to call back once I reached her. Later it was a kind of silent journey back to Pooja’s location. She said her BF would reach near a Habitat mall at 10. So we waited for her BF inside our car.
Pooja kept calling her guy to know his whereabouts. But that ‘ganja nashedi’ was giving excuses. Pissed by this, Pooja said she would head home by herself. I offered to drop her at home. On our way near a wine shop, I stopped to get a small bottle of Old Monk.
I was getting my drink billed and saw Pooja speaking to someone over the phone. Once I entered the car, I immediately received a call from my GF. She scolded me for not calling her back even though I had dropped Pooja long back.
I didn’t understand why she was speaking as such. Pooja was beside me and could listen to our conversation over the car’s Bluetooth. I somehow ended the call and said I’d call in the morning.
Pooja – Oh, old monk! And just one?
Me – Yeah, one is enough had a few earlier, too, right?
Pooja – I don’t think that’s enough for the after-party! (smiled)
I returned the smaller one and got a new half-bottle of Old Monk rum. Later without speaking anything, I drove my car. I parked my car in front of my serviced apartment and entered the building. There was no communication at all. Pooja was following me.
We entered the elevator and had a straight face and eye contact. After entering the room, we sat on the sofa and watched TV. I poured the drink for both of us and started speaking about the day and our unplanned after-party.
Pooja was now much more relaxed and didn’t bother to cover her cleavage or the long legs. She was wearing a red slit maxi. Suddenly she received a call from my GF and was chatting quickly. Pooja turned the call to the loudspeaker. She said she was with her BF and would stay at his place.
She disconnected the call. When she cut the call, she gave me an eyebrow-raised smile to check if I had any problem. Then our laughter was much louder, and we were much closer with the help of spirit. Without hesitation, we spoke about our fantasies, sex life, everything.
It was around 11.30, and we were at our last drink. We both leaned toward the opposite sides of the sofa. Now, Pooja placed her feet on my lap and talked casually. I, too, started pinching and tickling her long legs. All this while, she had not removed her heels.
The caressing game was in full force. She could feel my hands running inside her slit maxi over her smooth legs. Let me tell you, Pooja is a crazy lady when she is drunk.
Suddenly, she splashed the rum on my shirt and face. Suddenly, the place was a mess, and that behavior pissed me off. I got up from the sofa, frustrated and gave her a cold look.
Pooja – What? Am I not your GF? Shut up, and don’t give me that look.
Me – Good that you are not! Else I would have made you clean this mess.
Then I started to clean the sofa. While I was about to bend towards the sofa, Pooja lifted her legs straight. She started applying a piercing force with her pointed heels on my chest. She was looking straight into my eyes. Her bitch mode was on by now.
Her position was as such. She was leaning back on the sofa. Her leg was on my chest while I stood before her. I was getting hard in my pants and threw her legs aside. She rolled her eyes and smiled as if considering me a loser. I grabbed her hair and pulled her closer to my face as if I was about to eat her lips.
She was shocked by my sudden actions and didn’t speak anything. She breathed heavily because my hold on her pony was tight and aggressive. I brought my lips much closer to hers and paused. She closed her eyes and brought her lips forward to kiss me.
I again did the unimaginable. I denied the kiss and pushed her back on the sofa. She was helpless. Without speaking, she started drawing something on her dress with her fingers.
Pooja – Don’t do this, please. Don’t make me feel like I am a loser.
I stood there right in front of the sofa where she was sitting. We maintained straight lusty eye contact. Within minutes, she unzipped me and started giving me a beautiful blowjob. The lady knew her game. I couldn’t stand such a beautiful feeling and sat on the sofa.
She came and sat on my lap but didn’t face me. I started kissing her back while both hands grabbed her 34″ boobs. I was good at my hand massage. Periodically I was circling her areolas and pinching the nipples purposely to hurt her. She was moving on my lap to feel my erect manhood on her ass crack.
Next, I started kissing her neck while playing with her ear lobs. This time, I grabbed her, pushed her onto the sofa, and went straight to her lips. We kissed passionately like some mad lovers. My hand grip didn’t loosen from her boobs or ass.
Our foreplay was very good. We kissed, licked and hugged tight. Our moans were all over the room. She was so aroused that she didn’t bother to remind me about the condoms. However, I had one in my bag. Then I removed my jeans and shirt and leaned on the bed in my red inners.
I asked Pooja to climb over the bed. All this while her maxi’s sleeves were off her shoulders and hanging to her tummy. She climbed, stood before me, and asked if I would strip her. From the side of her slit maxi, I slid her panty down a little and further lowered it with my teeth.
She liked what I did and pleaded with me to go down on her. That was an amazing moment. She stood right before me while I was leaning on the pillows. I started to kiss her cleanly-shaven pink pussy. Pooja was pulling my hair in ecstasy.
After a while, I made her sleep on her stomach and asked her to bend in a doggy position. I wore my condoms and started fingering her from the back. She was slowly moaning and calling my name. That turned me on much more as another person’s girl was moaning my name.
I slowly inserted my manhood into her and continued my slow thrust. She was enjoying the process. I caught hold of both her hands and held them in such a way that a prisoner was arrested. I slowly increased my speed and was fucking her rough now.
Her moans were louder now. She started calling her BF’s name, along with mine. This was so exciting that I asked her to pretend that her boyfriend was watching us fuck for which she coordinated and did the role play well. I didn’t make her strip completely all this while and just lifted her top from the back.
After some time, we both climaxed and were sleeping beside each other. Again after a while, we got ready for the 2nd round. If I recall correctly, her BF called around 12 or so. To my surprise, she asked me to finger her while speaking to him.
This thought made me so wild. Within no time, I stripped her naked and started fucking her in the missionary position. This time too, I asked her to role-play as such to humiliate her BF and make him jealous. She obeyed and even tried to make a WhatsApp video call.
So that was the story. We had great sex again in the morning, and she got ready to leave for her home. However, she borrowed my jacket as she didn’t want to return home in the partywear at 8 in the morning. This was an awesome FWB / NSA incident in my life.
I am hoping to get back the jacket soon! I hope you had fun. Let me know what you think. FYI, I am a frequent Mysore visitor.
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