Hi, I am Isha. I am a 27-year-old Delhi girl with a wild appetite for sex. I will tell you the real story of how I got drunk after drinking lots of Bhang at a Holi party and had sex with a stranger.
It has been a few months since my close friend Ayesha got married. It was an arranged marriage, so I didn’t know her husband well. We only met a few times during and after their wedding. They had planned a Holi party at their new house this year. The guy is super rich and has a big, luxurious house.
My friend Ayesha invited all our friends. I had no other plans, so I went to their party. I discovered an old white chikankari salwar with a colourful dupatta I had forgotten long ago. I bought it during my college days almost 7 years ago. I have not gotten fat since then, but my boobs have become rounder.
It fitted me tightly and showed ample cleavage. Considering I was wearing a dupatta to cover, I didn’t mind wearing it. Anyway, it might get ruined if I played with colours. Why waste money buying a new dress for Holi?
It was a day party, and we were repeatedly reminded to reach before 11 am. I arrived fashionably late at 11.45, and the party had already started. My friends have started enjoying their drinks and playing with colours.
Ayesha’s husband, Piyush, is a businessman and has invited many people. We girls were searching for hot guys to stare at. If there were any, we could not find them because they were covered in colours. Ayesha’s husband came and introduced me to a few friends of his. He also offered drinks and thandai.
I didn’t want to get day drunk. Whenever I get day drunk, I get a headache that does not go away. I always wanted to try Bhaang but was unsure how it would affect me. I was in a dilemma about whether I should drink it or not.
Loud Hindi music started playing, and everyone danced across the pool area. It was almost 100-120 people. There was no escape. Everyone was putting colours on everyone. It was fun. I also moved with my friends’ group and started dancing and playing with colours.
I asked the guy serving Thandai if it would affect me much. He smiled and handed me a glass. “Try it once.” My throat was parched anyway, so I drank a glass. It was very tasty with all the dried fruits and sweets. Suddenly I got a call from the office. It was so loud that I could not hear anything.
So I decided to go upstairs to take the call. As I reached the 1st floor, it was still loud. So I moved away from the poolside towards their kitchen. Other than a few kitchen staff, no one was there.
There was an issue with some clients. This took a long time to solve, about 40-45 minutes. While on the call, I saw the kitchen staff making thandai for themselves. I smiled at that, and one of them came to me with a glass. It was a bit darker than what I had before.
I guess it didn’t have the amount of sugar and fruit pulp added. As I was continuously talking over the phone, I could not speak up to refuse. The kitchen worker handed me the glass and left. I took a sip from the glass. It tasted somewhat bitter.
But I realized I was thirsty from constantly talking. I guess the most effective way to avoid the bitter taste is to gulp it down quickly. So I did. Before I realized it, my mouth felt very dry again. I walked back to the kitchen and asked for a glass of water.
The kitchen workers said the water purifier had stopped working in the kitchen, and I would like another glass of thandai. I nodded, took the glass, and gulped it down as I suddenly felt thirsty. After my call ended, I came down to join the party.
Besides being thirsty, I didn’t feel any effects. So I took a few water bottles and drank them quickly. All my friends had their faces covered in colours and were drunk then. Some were jumping into the pool with random strangers.
Ayesha and her husband came to me looking like two cute colourful ghosts and said, “You can’t escape colour today!” I got sprayed with lots of colours within a few seconds. Even strangers came to put colours on me as everyone else was covered. I was the comparatively blank canvas left for them to paint.
Soon I joined the madness and started rubbing colours on everyone coming near me. We danced like there was no tomorrow, ate a lot of sweets, and played in the pool. I also drank so many glasses of Thandai that I lost count of them.
After some time, all got drunk, and most of the people went to rest.
I was fully drunk and asked Ayesha for directions to a room where I could freshen up and rest for a bit. She directed me to a room on the second floor. Taking the stairs, I was too high with all the thandai and Bhang. I could not control my steps. I lost my balance and grabbed the railing.
A guy came running to hold me. He wasn’t there at the party before. He had no colour on him. I could not recall where, but I had seen him somewhere before.
I thanked him and asked, “Who are you? Have we met before?”
He smiled, “I think you might have seen me in any of my movies or shows.”
I checked him out properly. He looked handsome and bright, like a movie star. Ayesha’s husband has some film producer friends too. He might be a film star, but I could not remember his name. “What movies? What is your name?” I asked blatantly. As drunk as I was, I had no shame in asking direct questions.
“Surya,” he smiled brightly.
“Is it your name or the movie’s name?” I was confused.
“My name is. I have done a few web shows in Hollywood and a few second leads in Bollywood.” He was truthful.
“What are you doing here at a Holi party without any colour, so late?” I asked him again.
“Well, I didn’t have any shooting today. Since I was coming from Mumbai, I came to see my family. Piyush is my cousin. By the way, who are you?” He asked.
“Oh! I’m Isha, Ayesha’s friend.” I looked at him and caught him staring at the visible cleavage.
He controlled himself. “Are you drunk?”
I had a few naughty ideas about this cutie, so I made no effort to hide my boobs. “Yes. I drank a lot of Bhang.”
He laughed. His teeth were beautifully shaped. I was drunk and could not stop laughing at him like an idiot.
“Do you need help getting upstairs?” He asked politely.
“Yes, please. Otherwise, everyone will think I’m wasted when I fall down the stairs.”
“Oh no, don’t worry. Everyone, including you, is already very drunk. So I don’t think there will be any judgments.” He joked.
Handsome and funny. He helped me climb the stairs, and we both were tired when we reached the room.
“Are you good now? Can I leave?” He asked.
“Do you want to? Are you not going to hit on a drunk girl you met at a party?” I joked.
“Well, if the girl were sober and open to it, I would have flirted a bit. But I’m not sure about the drunken state.”
“Quite a gentleman, I see.” I laughed.
“Before you leave, please get me a towel from the washroom. My dress is all ruined. I don’t want to ruin their bed or sofa.”
Surya stared at my clothes and said, “I think you should change before resting. Your dress is all wet.”
“I had a set of clothes in my bag, but I don’t remember where it is.“
Surya entered the room and walked directly to the bathroom while I waited outside. It seemed like he knew the whereabouts of this house. He brought back a blue bathrobe and gave it to me to change into.
When I entered the bathroom, he asked, “How drunk are you? Will you be able to unlock the door when you’re done? Or do we have to break the door?” I was truly drunk. I said, “I’m not sure. Why don’t you stay in the room while I’m in the bathroom? I’ll not lock the door from inside.”
He agreed, and I went to clean myself up. I ran a cold shower to get rid of the dirty colours and also to get rid of my drunkenness a bit. I sat under the shower for I don’t know how long. I think I blacked out for a bit. Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Hey, are you okay?”
I came to my consciousness and said, “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute.” I tried to stand up, but my head was spinning. It took a long time for me to stand up. I tried to remove my clothes, the dupatta, and the trousers I could remove. But the chain of my kurta at the back got stuck in my hair.
A few minutes later, he knocked again, “Hey, are you okay? Do you need any help?” I thought for a minute and tried to open the chain several times, but no luck. He asked again, “Should I come in?” I paused for a moment and said, “Yes, please.”
He came immediately. I was embarrassed because I was not wearing anything besides the kurta, which was also half removed. He understood the problem and turned off the shower first. Then he stood behind my back and said, “Let me try.”
It was not a very easy tangle. It took him 5 minutes to remove the chain from my hair. All that time, his hand ran through my wet hair and barebacked. I could feel his touch and wanted him to move and touch me more.
After removing the chain, I turned to him. I was unaware that my body was visible through my wet and transparent kurta until I saw him looking at my boobs hungrily. He touched my shoulder and asked meaningfully, “Do you need my help removing it?”
I nodded, and he hungrily grabbed my long, wet hair to pull me toward him. He locked the bathroom door from the inside and quickly removed my kurta and bra. I stood before the big mirror and saw him grab my boobs from the back. I was wearing my pink panty, and waterdrops still dripped from my wet body.
“Isha, you look so god-damn sexy,” Surya said while his big palms were busy pressing my boobs with full strength. I was high, horny, and badly wanted to play with his dick. “Aah!” I moaned loudly, “Are you going to wet your clothes, or should I help you get naked?”
He removed his shirt without hesitation, and I turned toward him. He had hair on his chest, curly hair, and a lean body. I unbuckled his belt with shaking hands and put my hand over his crotch. He had a visible bulge. His dick was dying to get out of his trousers.
I sat on the floor with the help of his hand. He immediately opened the chain and lowered his trousers. I took his dick out of his boxers and started playing with it. He grabbed my head and pushed my face toward him. “Suck it,” he said.
I gladly obliged his demand. He had quite a big dick, about 7 inches long. He had his pubic hair cleaned and trimmed. I sucked his dick for 5-6 minutes like a trained cocksucker.
Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door. Akriti (Ayesha’s sister-in-law) said, “Who is inside the bathroom?” I didn’t stop sucking on his dick. Surya paused for a moment and then replied, “I’m Surya.”
His dick was still inside my throat, and his balls were in my hand. Akriti asked, “Have you seen the girl Isha, Ayesha’s friend?” He sucked a breath and replied, “No, I’m taking a shower. She must be in some other room.”
Akriti said, “Okay, if you see her let her know Ayesha has her bag and she was looking for her.” Surya replied, “Okay.” After Akriti left, Surya held my shoulder to make me stand. And immediately started kissing my lips. “That was hot!”
“What? Me sucking you? Or that you lied to her?” I asked innocently.
“Both… Let me fuck your pussy before anyone else comes looking.”
He removed his pants and boxers and ran into the shower to muffle the sounds of our moaning. I grabbed the knobs of the shower to balance my body, and he started rubbing his fingers inside my wet pussy. Then he positioned me higher so his dick could reach my hole and rammed it inside me without hesitation.
I screamed in pain at his sudden force. “Oh! Surya!” He sealed my lips with his lips to stop me from screaming. After fucking me like this for 10 minutes, he grabbed me and lifted me onto his lap.
My back was on the bathroom wall, my hands over his shoulder, and my legs wrapped around his lean waist. I was jumping with every forceful stroke of his penis inside my pussy.
“Oh, Isha, I have never fucked someone like this in a long time.” He was huffing under running water while fucking me in a hurry.
“But you’re a good-looking guy. You are an actor. You must be getting it good all the time.” I said after I bit his earlobes.
“Well, I was a shy guy when I was in LA. There was some action, but not much.” He continued to fuck me like a hungry animal.
“How about here in India now?” I asked, balancing my body with his thrusts.
“Well, I have a girlfriend now. “I haven’t slept around until today.” He replied sheepishly.
“Oh! Your poor girlfriend.” I sighed dramatically. “Why are you fucking me like you have not enjoyed sex in years when you have a girlfriend?”
“I had no intention of cheating on her, but I could not control myself when I saw you in the bathroom.” He increased his speed suddenly. “Don’t get angry.”
“No, I’m not angry. And I will not tell anyone about it,” I said.
He thanked me and kept fucking me until I could not hold it anymore and came on his dick. Surya kept fucking me nonstop and just kept on increasing his speed. I got tired, but he was in no mood to spare me soon.
He re-positioned me doggy style and kept fucking me from my back. After 15 more minutes, he was finally ready to shoot his hot sperm on my butt cheeks. It dripped like a splash of hot lava on my cold skin under cold water.
I stood up to clean myself and dried both our bodies with a towel. Before getting dressed, he hugged me and kissed me long. “It was one of the best sex experiences of my life. Thanks, Isha.” He whispered.
I put my wet clothes in the dryer and wrapped my dry bathrobe around my body. “If you’re in the mood to do it again when you’re in Delhi, call me up,” I said, unlocking the bathroom door.
“So, you have no problem that I have a GF, and I just fucked you?” he asked in a shocked voice.
“Why would I? I have no intention of ruining anything in anyone’s life. And I don’t want to get into a relationship with a hot stranger I fucked at a random Holi party,” I smiled.
“So, you think I’m hot?” He smiled wickedly.
“Of course you are. If you weren’t, I wouldn’t have allowed this. Drunk or not,” I smiled, adjusting my wet hair.
“You are something else. Never met a girl like you before.” He kissed my lips.
I pushed him towards the door. “I know. Now tell Ayesha that you found me. And please get me my bag.”
He laughed and squeezed my boobs from under my bathrobe. “But first, give me your number.” He saved my number and his phone.
After changing, I applied some makeup before heading downstairs. As a result of all the party dancing and the bathroom adventure, I was very hungry. Soon all my friends started leaving after we ate the tasty food they served.
Akriti came to me when I was bidding goodbye to everyone. “Isha! Can you drop my cousin Surya at his brother’s home on your way?”
Without changing my expression, I replied, “Yeah, ask Surya to hop on.”
She smiled wickedly. “No, you ask since you were cleaning each other inside the bathroom a few hours back.”
“Hey!” I was shocked. “Keep it a secret. It was only makeout, and I was drunk.”
Akriti smiled, “Of course not! That would be a scandal, right? I don’t want that for him.”
Surya came and sat inside my car. Akriti waved goodbye. “Drive carefully and be safe, you two!”
I started my car and told Surya, “Akriti knows what happened.”
“Shit, I hope she does not tell my GF everything. I need a plan.” He got overwhelmed.
“Relax, I don’t think she will tell anyone. Also, I didn’t tell her about the sex. I told you we were making out drunk.” I kept a hand on his thigh to relax him. Surya took my hand in his and looked into my eyes.
“BTW, I want it to happen again.”
“What about your girlfriend?” I asked.
It was good sex with her, but never as exciting as this. “Now that I’ve tasted you once, I’m hungry for more,” he said.
“But I don’t want any scandal for you, and I don’t want to be the third person to break your relationship. ” I told him the facts.
“I need to be careful, and you won’t be the third person. Till today I never realized how boring my life was getting with all the work and a rusty relationship with average sex. I need to think if I want to be in a relationship with her anymore.” He said.
“I didn’t know that sex with me was so eye-opening for you. But don’t expect a relationship with me.” I cleared my stand.
“I won’t. But can I expect you to come with me to my brother’s apartment tonight? It’s empty, and I want to do bad things to you.” He kissed my lips as I stopped at a signal.
“Okay, I want more sex too.” I playfully rubbed my hand over his pants before starting the car.
We spent the whole evening and night fucking the brains out of each other without any breaks. We had sex like rabbits on his brother’s couch, in bed, in the kitchen, and on the balcony in all possible positions.
The next morning, he took a cab to the airport, and I returned to my home. Since that day, I’ve been getting his dirty details with photos. We plan to meet again soon with the intention of nothing but pure sex.
I hope you liked the story. I changed his real name to Surya for this story as he is a well-known actor and might get into trouble.
If you like it, let me know in the comments, and read my previous stories here.