Previous Part: An Erotic Story of Vatsla’s Misadventures – Part 1
It was Vatsla’s 19th birthday. For this, her family held a party.
Vatsla had invited a few high school friends, including Dhruv, her boyfriend.
Vatsla was wearing a sleeveless dress that was long all the way to her shins. It had no collar and had buttons on the back.
After wishing Vatsla a happy birthday, everyone was busy talking to one another. Vatsla had her family and her friends around, but within, she felt alone, and here’s why.
Dhruv would soon be leaving Delhi for his higher studies and had suggested Vatsla to call it quits on their affair.
Vatsla was still a virgin at this point. That wasn’t the issue here.
Dhruv was so much of a nice guy that Vatsla had a hard time moving on with him. But there was nothing either of them could do about that either.
Vatsla was deeply sad about this, so while everyone was busy talking to each other, she went upstairs. She looked outside through the balcony on the upper floor. The evening was beautiful to see from there.
“Vatsla, what are you doing here alone?” a man said. Vatsla turned around. It was Dhruv. Dhruv was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of long denim pants. He walked towards Vatsla.
“You don’t seem okay, Vatsla.”
“Stop, Dhruv, you know what’s wrong with me.”
“Look, I’m sorry about how things turned out, Vatsla. My family wants me to go to another city for my higher studies. What can I do? Besides, I didn’t tell you not to contact me again, right?”
“Yeah,” Vatsla said in frustration, looking away.
Dhruv touched Vatsla’s chin with his right hand and turned her face towards himself.
“Vatsla, chill,” he said, slowly placing his hands on her hips. “Tell me what I can do to make you feel good. Anything I can, I’ll do it.”
Vatsla looked into Dhruv’s eyes and smiled. Dhruv smiled back. Dhruv closed in. As both closed their eyes, Dhruv kissed Vatsla’s lips.
Dhruv had never done this before. But he was planning to put all the knowledge he acquired from years of reading sex advice articles to good use.
Yes, that’s all he did. He had never watched porn, web series, or even that type of movie, for that matter. Dhruv kept kissing Vatsla’s lips for a while. Afterwards, he planted kisses on her, moving his mouth towards the right side of her neck.
He then started tasting her neck, kissing, sucking, and lightly biting her there alternatively.
“Ah,” Vatsla moaned, closing her eyes, as both hugged each other tightly. While tasting Vatsla’s neck, Dhruv slowly slid his hands under her armpits and started unbuttoning her dress.
Once a few buttons were unbuttoned, Dhruv moved his face away from Vatsla’s neck and looked at her eyes. As Vatsla started kissing Dhruv’s lips again, Dhruv started slowly pulling her dress off her shoulders.
Still kissing Dhruv’s lips, Vatsla removed her dress from her shoulders and then, fully away from her arms. At the same time, Dhruv started unhooking her bra.
Soon, both Vatsla’s dress and her bra fell on the floor. Dhruv was looking at Vatsla, who was only wearing her panties.
“Wow, I’ve never seen you like this before!”
“Hmm, do you like what you see?”
“Yeah, I do,” Dhruv said, hugging Vatsla again. He kissed her lips a few times before planting kisses on her all the way down to her right nipple.
He then started tasting her nipple, nibbling, sucking and biting it alternatively while licking her areola at the same time. Also, his palms were running all over her lower back and her belly.
“Ahhh,” Vatsla moaned, closing her eyes and turning her face upwards. He held Dhruv’s left hand with his right and guided it towards her panty.
Dhruv took the hint. He slid his hand into Vatsla’s panty and started rubbing her clitoris. Within seconds, Vatsla was super wet in her panty.
“Ah, I’m gonna cum,” Vatsla moaned. Dhruv suddenly broke away from her.
“What’s the matter?” Vatsla asked in a puzzled tone. Dhruv didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled down his pants, exposing his almost fully erect cock.
“You want me to help you get off?” Dhruv said, starting to rub his cock up and down. “There’s only one way that’s happening.”
Vatsla took off her panty and walked towards a nearby chair. He then lifted her right foot and placed it on top of the left armrest of the chair. Dhruv knew what this meant. He took off his t-shirt, smiling.
Now, both Dhruv and Vatsla were fully naked. As Dhruv got close to Vatsla, he put his hands on her hips, and she put her hands on his shoulders. As both held onto each other tightly, Dhruv slowly entered Vatsla.
“Aaah,” Vatsla let out a painful moan, tightly clinging onto Dhruv. He also held her tightly as he fully entered her and paused. Vatsla looked at Dhruv’s face. “Keep going,” she murmured.
At first, Dhruv wasn’t sure, as he thought he or Vatsla might lose balance and fall over. Once he was sure that it wasn’t going to happen, he started fucking her confidently and with increasing speed.
Dhruv kept fucking, and the longer he went on, the closer Vatsla felt the “getting off” to be.
“Fuck, I’m cumming!” Vatsla finally moaned.
Dhruv kept going at full speed. He started sweating.
Seconds before Dhruv was about to cum, he removed his cock from Vatsla’s pussy. He then started masturbating.
“Aaah, yeah,” Dhruv moaned.
Vatsla had already watched too much porn not to know what she had to do. She knelt in front of Dhruv and took her face close to his cock while rubbing her pussy with her right hand at the same time.
Vatsla came, and soon after, Dhruv followed. He came all over her face as she shut her eyes tightly, opening her mouth widely. As wave after wave of Dhruv’s juice hit Vatsla’s face, mouth, and throat, wave after wave of her juice hit the floor she was kneeling on.
By the time both were exhausted of their juices, they were exhausted of their energy as well.
“Phew, that was really something,” Dhruv said, lying on the floor on his back. Vatsla closed in from his left-hand side and hugged him, placing her right cheek on the left side of his chest.
Suddenly, Vatsla heard a phone ringing. Dhruv looked at her and smiled. “Vatsla, it’s time to wake up!”
Vatsla woke up to the sound of her phone ringing. She sleepily looked around the booth she was sleeping in. It was dark. There was nobody around. Her phone was actually ringing.
“Ugh, who could this be?” Vatsla thought, looking at her phone. It was Mrinnu.
Who’s Mrinnu? Why was she calling Vatsla? Keep reading this series to find out more.
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