Dear ISS readers, this is Vicky, 29 years old with a 6 feet height and an athletic physique.
I never knew Bangalore rain would create a memorable experience. The way I had with this beautiful girl, Riya (name changed). She worked in an IT firm (which I learned later).
It all started a few weeks ago when I logged out of the office around 10 pm. It was already cloudy. I took my bullet from the parking lot and was in a hurry, expecting it to rain. I crossed the exit, and it started raining. I was like, damn, should I stay back or keep moving.
Thinking this, I parked near the next bus stand and ran towards the bus stop. I quickly stood at the corner where people were waiting for the bus. I removed my helmet. I didn’t know where to keep it. I was holding it in my hand. During that time, it bruised the hand of the girl standing next to me.
She looked at me and understood it was a mistake. But when I looked into her eyes, I was mesmerised by her beauty. She had brown skin, sharp features, big eyes, and a small mole below her nose, standing at my chest level. I said sorry and gave her more space.
I was slightly getting drenched. She luckily noticed it and said, “It’s okay. You can stand nearby.” I said thanks and looked at the road. It was raining heavily. After a few seconds, she said, “I’m fed up with drivers cancelling cabs.”
Me: It’s common during rain.
Riya: But I have been trying for quite a long time.
Me: Maybe we can wait for some time. It may reduce it.
Riya: Let’s hope for it.
Me: How far do you stay from here?
Riya: From here, it’s 3 km, and still, these cabbies don’t accept.
She made a puppy face, which was very cute. And the conversation went on and on. We were both getting comfortable and enjoying each other’s company. The rain didn’t stop but was slightly drizzling. I said, “Looks like the rain won’t stop. Would you like to hop in? I can drop you off on the way.”
Riya thought for a few seconds, looked at her watch, and said, “Okay.” I started my bike and purposely asked for her laptop bag. If I could keep it in front so that she could sit comfortably (even though it was not comfortable).
On the way, we were both getting drenched in the rain. She was now holding my shoulder and sitting closer to my back. I could feel the warmth and the wetness. I wished the ride was never-ending. Then she told me to leave inside the apartment, and I parked my bike.
Riya: Would you mind having coffee together? I’m sure it won’t take long, and then you can leave. This way, I can say thank you.
Me: Are you sure? I hope you are not tired.
Riya: Not at all. You can come over.
I smiled, locked my bike, and followed her towards the lift. Riya pressed the 9th floor, and we exchanged glances. I could see water dripping from her neck to the small cleavage gap. She noticed it and kept quiet. While moving out of the lift, she had a little smile pressing both lips.
Somewhere, I felt we might be getting lucky today. She took out her flat keys from her bag, opened the door, and got in. I waited outside, and she said, “Come in.” We kept our wet bags near the small table, and she went to her room for a towel and got me one.
I said, “Can I use the restroom?” She guided me and went back to her room to change. I took out my wet shirt and t-shirt, along with my jeans and boxers. I wrapped a towel around my waist and washed my face. I came out directly and saw her in a cream t-shirt and black shorts near the kitchen.
She was looking hot, with an ass to die for. The moment she saw me in the towel, she dropped the lighter and was stunned. I apologised and requested an iron box to dry my clothes quickly. She recovered, went in and got a grey T-shirt and black pyjamas. She was helping me with the setup.
During this time, I could see her breathing becoming shallow. I got a boner, which I couldn’t hide in the towel. She immediately noticed it. I looked at her, and she was staring deep into my eyes. I went near her and held her hand, and she turned backwards.
I moved her wet hair and kissed her neck, and she shivered and held my hands tightly. I held her sexy and curvy waist, lifted her, and she buried her face in my chest. I slowly dropped her on the bed, moved towards her, and planted a kiss on her juicy lips.
She started reciprocating after some time and bit my lower lips, which made me hornier. I removed her t-shirt and white bra. I was almost about to tear up while kissing passionately. I went down to her cleavage and then to her softly erect nipples.
I pinched them softly, and she moaned, “Aahhhhh.” I then took them fully in my mouth and started circling them with my tongue. She was extremely pleased with her eyes closed, enjoying every moment. I slowly removed her shorts and pants and saw light hairs above her clean pussy.
I went down to her thighs and started biting, licking, and kissing them. She removed my towel and begged me to enter. I directly placed my tool at the entrance of her dripping pussy and started rubbing it up and down. Riya couldn’t take it further and hit me on the shoulder.
She said, “Vicky, please stop teasing me and bloody fuck me.” Before she could complete the sentence, I entered her. She kept her mouth and eyes wide open in shock. A drop of tears flowed from her left eye. Due to the wetness of her pussy, I entered half of my dick and started kissing her.
Her pussy muscles were holding my dick as if they were never going to be apart. She slowly arched her back, took the entire dick in, and let out a huge moan. The entire room was filled with the aroma of sex. Slowly, I started stroking and increasing the pace.
She was also matching it by lifting her back up and down. Within no time, she reached her first orgasm and started holding the bedsheet. I kissed myself by biting my lower lip. I took out my dick, and it was covered with her juices. I saw her face, and she was smiling with her lusty eyes.
I kissed her earlobes to excite her further, pulled her up, and placed her on my thigh. Riya was now on top of me, locking her legs behind my back, kissing her neck and pinching her boobs. I entered her again in this position, which was a lot deeper this time.
She was moving her butt in her sexy way, and we both were having a charismatic pleasure. I shifted Riya to doggy style, squeezed her beautiful ass, and entered her. I held her hair from the back and stroked her clitoris with my left hand.
After a couple of minutes, she reached her second orgasm by moaning loudly. I was also about to cum. I told her, and she told me to release my c on her back. I released her back and her curvy buttocks.
We both crashed onto each other, hugged, and slept off. Later in the morning, we made love again on the kitchen slab and dining table and took a shower together.
I hope you liked the story. Any girls or single women in and around Bangalore or those travelling to Bangalore, if you would like to comment, chat, meet or share your story. Feel free to reach me at [email protected]. Secrecy will be maintained.