Hi, this is a story that happened for real during my college days with one of my seniors. Due to privacy, the names of the characters have been changed.
Let’s jump quickly into the story.
My name is Ramesh. It all started in the second year of college. There was this girl named Priya, my immediate senior. I used to call her “akka” (sister in Tamil). We became close day by day while talking. And she used to be so caring towards me since she didn’t have a younger brother in real life. She took care of me like a baby. And whatever I did, she wouldn’t say anything about it.
We used to stay in the hostel, and I would often go to her room. She would help me with my academics, teach me subjects, and assist me a lot during my exams. We would hug when we said our goodbyes daily.
Initially, I didn’t have any sexual thoughts about her. But one fine day, things changed. She was wearing a nighty, and she bent down in front of me to make tea in the room. In the hostel, we use induction stoves to make tea, and we do it on the floor. That day, she bent down in front of me, and I had a clear view of her cleavage with her white bra holding her breasts. I couldn’t resist taking my eyes off the view. It was the perfect size, firm, and round, fitted in the bra. She didn’t notice me watching her cleavage.
That day, after going to my room, the sight of her cleavage was running through my mind. And I had a hard-on. I masturbated that night, had a heavy orgasm, and slept off. From that day on, my view of her changed. I started seeing her in a different way, and I never missed a chance to see her bending and catch a glimpse of her cleavage in front of me.
While hugging, I would feel her body. And one day, I kissed her on the cheeks while leaving her room. She asked me what had suddenly come over me, and I said I just felt like kissing her. She didn’t say anything about it, and the kissing continued regularly. It all went well. And one day, while hugging, I said, “Your skin is so soft,” and I asked her if I could touch her bare waist once. She was shocked and protested, saying no, she wouldn’t allow it.
I begged her a lot, and with the innocence on my face, she felt like a baby adamant about what it wants. Finally, she said okay. I lifted her T-shirt and put my bare hands on her waist. It was so smooth and soft that if you placed butter on it, it would just start to slip off. I was roaming my hand around her waist, and she let out a soft moan, holding me tight.
My hand was roaming her entire waist. And I took my hand backward and started to tickle her. My hands went up, and I touched her bra at the back, feeling its outline. Her body was moving like a fish to the play of my hand. I crossed her bra strap and reached the top of her back. She had her head rested on my chest, letting out soft moans and calling out my name.
This continued for around 20-25 minutes. I asked her if I could see her navel, but she said no. And that I had asked to feel, and she had allowed that. But that was it for now. She asked me to go to my room and said this was the first and last time; I wasn’t allowed to do this again. I had a sad face, but I hugged her again, kissed her on the cheeks, and left.
The next day, even though she had refused, I started begging, and she let me feel her bare skin again. This time, I played with her navel inside her T-shirt for a long time. First, I found her navel while roaming through her waist and placed my index finger on it. She had a shivering sensation and held me tight. And I started to circle her navel slowly. Her grip tightened, and she started moaning. Then, I inserted my finger deep inside her navel. This continued for a few days.
The end of the semester came, and exams were over. We all needed to head back home for two months for the semester holidays. I went to her room the day before we were leaving for home. This time, I told her that I would miss her for two months and asked her to show me her navel, at least now. I had a baby face, and she thought for a minute. To my surprise, she told me okay. Without hesitating, I made her stand on the floor while I was sitting on the bed.
I slowly raised her t-shirt and saw the most beautiful sight: her navel, very close to my face. I was drooling, seeing her navel for the first time. She was feeling very shy and told me, “Enough, now leave me.” But I was in no mood to leave her and was holding her waist. I said, “Please, I won’t be able to see this for two months from now, so I’ll see it for some more time.” She said, “Okay,” with a lot of shyness on her face.
What I did next, she didn’t expect at all. I leaned forward and placed my face on her stomach. She let out a soft moan, calling my name. I was rubbing my face against her, and she held my hair tight, starting to shiver and moan continuously. I kissed her navel, and with my tongue, I started to circle her navel. She was letting out soft moans and started to roam her hands inside my hair.
She was heating up. I started to roam my hand to the back of her waist and move up while I inserted my tongue inside her navel and started to lick it. When my hands went up in the back, I found her bra outline. And I don’t know what thought I had at that time, but within a second, I unclasped her bra. But she didn’t know what was happening.
After unclasping the bra, my hands roamed behind her bare back from bottom to top. And I brought my hand to the front and touched the bottom of her breasts. She shivered more, and I stopped licking her navel. I took my face from her navel, and saw her face. She slowly opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. Her eyes filled with lust.
I started to move my hands along the outline of her breasts at the bottom and held her bra. She stopped me, and again, I had that puppy face. She let go of my hands, and I removed her bra from inside and took it out, smelling it by keeping it on my face. She looked at me with shyness on her face. I threw her bra aside and started to remove her T-shirt. She helped me remove her T-shirt, and her breasts came into view, with dark brown nipples, both looking at me in awe. I was awestruck.
I placed my hands on her breasts, and oh my goodness! They were the softest things I’d ever held in my hands. I started pressing them, and she let out moans while calling my name. Then, I took her nipples in between my index and thumb finger and started to flick them. She let out a loud moan and held me tight. I slowly took my face near the left breast and kissed the nipple. She started to shiver more and held my head at the back.
I took my tongue out and started licking the nipples. I switched to the right breast and did the same, kissed and started licking the nipples. I was doing this for a while. And then, I started to suck those breasts like a baby. She kissed me on my forehead and called me a naughty boy. I was busy sucking her nipples, changing from left to right and right to left. What a heavenly feel it was.
I hugged her tight, sucking those nipples like a baby drinking milk. I sucked for around half an hour, then looked at her upper naked body for a few minutes, praising her beauty. She also thought of me like a baby and kissed me on my face. I made her lie on the bed, hugged her, and slept for a few minutes.
Then, I decided to go back to my room. After going to my room, I masturbated twice, imagining the incident that had happened that night, and slept off. The next day morning, we went to our respective homes. We used to talk about this often during the leave, and I would masturbate daily, thinking of that incident.
After coming back to the hostel, this became our routine, but we never thought of having sex. That’s the end of the story.