Hello guys, this is Ravi from Bangalore. I am 29, a working professional, and I am settled in Bangalore. So, I am going to share a story with you, and that story is a true story that has occurred.
The heroine of this story is Yamini. She is my former colleague. Her stats are 34-30-34. She has all the right heavies in all the right places and a pleasing face. This story took place when I was employed in Hyderabad.
I am a dedicated person in my job, and my Director has always been satisfied with my performance. Yamini joined our group from a different place, as my boss asked me to train Yamini.
She is an extrovert. As far as her work performance goes, she’s not that good, so I had to train her a lot. The reason I chose to train her was that she has a good voice and a pleasing face.
The first 15 days for us were professional. Then suddenly, we received a task to be done, our deadline was super critical, and then we were left with no choice but to complete it and then log out.
We logged out of the office at 10:30 pm, and I was completely exhausted. Yamini and I were walking out of the office when she asked this random question, “Ravi, do you drink? Why don’t we go out for a drink and take a break for a bit?”
Ravi: “Now? Are you sure?”
Yamini: “Yes—right now, I feel really exhausted.”
We chose to proceed and sat down for drinks—two beers were consumed. Then we started discussing our personal lives and families. Then we parted ways with a proper hug and a swap of phone numbers.
We started conversing on WhatsApp and making late-night calls. At first, our late-night calls were solely related to all sorts of office gossip. Later, on a night, our conversation turned to our past.
Luckily for me, both of us were victims of a break-up, and her break-up was a recent event; that night, our conversation went on until 3 am. I started relaxing with Yamini. We began to go out for drinks quite a bit and take cigarette breaks together.
We also began to like having each other around. I understood that there was something that was slowly developing between us. We were having a long weekend. I had a lot of work that I needed to finish in my flat.
Hence, I did not plan on going out. During this long weekend, we were talking to each other, and on the third day of our long weekend, she called me. She sounded extremely upset. She asked me to meet her in a park that was near her location.
I was a bit nervous and immediately started. I met Yamini. I was rather surprised that she was so angry, and I asked her what had occurred. Only then did she tell me that her former boyfriend telephoned her. he said that he was getting married to a better girl than Yamini.
Saying this, Yamini started crying, and I was lost for what to do. I started consoling her in the most appropriate way that I knew how. I needed to hug her tight in order for her to feel better, and as a result, she hugged me tight.
I was really feeling better since her 34B breasts were pressing against my chest, and slowly, my dick started waking up. However, before it reached its peak, I needed to release the hug.
Ravi: “I’m there for you, and trust me, Yamini, you deserve much better.”
Yamini: “Thanks, Ravi. I feel better, and thanks for coming.”
Again, we hugged, but this time it wasn’t like before, since none of us wanted to end the hug, and I began to feel her back. We hugged for nearly 5 minutes. While we were unwinding from our hug, our faces were near. We started locking our eyes—our eyes were clear; they wanted more.
I decided to make a move and kiss her forehead. She closed her eyes, and this helped me, and then I kissed her, and slowly I started smooching her. We were kissing like lovers, relentlessly discovering our lips. When she just broke our kiss and began moving away from me.
I was shit scared, not knowing what to do, and I started asking for sorry while moving back to her.
Yamini: “I like you a lot, and I’m scared that this kiss is going to alter our friendship; we should not have kissed.”
Ravi: “Trust me, nothing will change—it just happened, and I’m sorry for that.”
Yamini: “I will have to take my leave. I will talk to you later.”
That is when I understood that I had messed everything up. Two weeks are over, and things are never going to be the same for either Yamini. She has changed, and I’ve messed up dramatically by kissing her.
I decided to take a leave, and I went to meet my friends. After waiting for a long time, Yamini sent a message asking if I was fine, as I wasn’t present in the office. I sent a message to her that I was not fine, as I had a fever.
“Idiot, you should have informed me, and I would have brought medicines for you. Did you go to the clinic?” asked Yamini.
Ravi: “Sorry—I had no energy even to message or call anyone.”
Yamini: “I will come and meet you in the evening—take care.”
Guys, I am staying in a co-living property, and I stay in a 1 BHK. There are no restrictions for me.
Yamini came for a meeting in the evening. I pretended as though I was unwell. She used to sit along with me, bring me fruits, speak to me in a very good manner, and show a lot of love.
“One lie has completely healed our relationship, and I am very glad for that.”
We went back to normal from then. We began talking, going out for drinks and movies. Here comes the major twist that altered my life with Yamini.
My saviour, her ex-boyfriend, has sent his engagement snaps to Yamini, and she’s angry with him all over again. The lucky thing for me in all of this is that though Yamini has some inhibitions about expressing her feelings, I am her zone of comfort.
It was a Saturday, and I was bored. I ordered a beer to chill and watch a cricket match. I received WhatsApp images from Yamini, and when I accessed them, I knew what was happening.
Before I could respond to anything, I received a text message from Yamini. It said that she’s going to my house, and she even wants to get drunk, to which I agreed. I was excited, and I hurried down to the wine shop to purchase beers for us.
Yamini has reached my place, and she’s very beautiful. She was looking damn good in her outfit & said I won’t cry for anyone who has treated me like I was an option.
Ravi: “Let them do whatever the fuck they want. Because for me, your happiness matters.”
Taking her tin, she started drinking as if she aimed to gulp as much as she could. She asked me, “Ravi, I look good, right?”
Ravi: Of course, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever come across.
Yamini: Why the heck did he split from me, Ravi, and make me like an option?
There were tears trickling out of her eyes. I recalled a lesson from before that I didn’t hug her but wiped her eyes. Yamini hugged me tightly—so tight that her boobs were squished and spilling out of her crop top—my dick was at peak.
There wasn’t a sign of her giving up on the hug. I hugged her back tightly, and I knew my dick was digging into her down there. She slowly raised her eyes, and there was a tear just about to fall near her right lip.
I placed my thumb to rub that, and I touched her lips while all this was happening, and our eyes were locked.
Yamini: “Can I kiss you?”
Ravi: “Yes, you can even make love to me, Yamini – this is only between us – beautiful women like you deserve to be loved.”
Our lips were locked, and we were kissing like there’s no tomorrow, without a break. I was able to touch her bare waist due to her crop top. I slowly lifted her top while continuing our kiss.
I paused in the kiss as my lips began to ache, and then I kissed her neck and her cleavage. That’s all, and I discovered her vulnerable spot. The instant I kissed her cleavage, Yamini completely surrendered herself to me.|
I removed her top, and she was left with only her bra. We regained our smooching. I started squeezing her boobs and Yamini was in her peak mood. I removed her bra straps in one motion and began to suck her bare boobs and nipples.
Yamini went mad and rammed my face between her boobs, and she pushed it so hard that I had to choke. I came up after sucking those melons like hell, and she immediately removed my shirt and shorts.
My dick was already saluting her, and it had reached its peak muscle development. Seeing the size and thickness of my dick, Yamini was impressed. She started jerking my dick aggressively, so that her boobs were jiggling up and down.
I was on cloud nine, enjoying watching a beautiful female body rubbing my dick. I pulled down her jeans and decided to tongue-fuck Yamini. I parted her panties, and her pussy was shaved.
I began to lick her down there, and I did this for a long period of time. I knew that she was ready to cum—she shot her load all over my face with a face full of great satisfaction.
Yamini: “Ravi, that was great. I really enjoyed it a lot. Let me return the favour.”
She sucked my dick like a lollipop. I was so damn excited to see her feeding her saliva to my dick. I mouth-fucked her, and I climaxed and cum in her mouth. OMG—I couldn’t believe what just happened, guys.
Sorry, guys, I would like to stop here. I hope you guys were able to enjoy this story. I would be more than happy if you guys were able to release your “load” reading this story.
I will move ahead with part 2, looking at the response for part 1.
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