My Slutty Girlfriend – Part 1

This sex story begins at 2008, when I was 20 and a student at a college in Pune, there was a cafe near our campus, where we usually used to hang out. There was a school near that, which was also one of the reasons we went there every day, just to check out the beauties, in their skirts and blouses.

And thus one day, while sitting in the cafe I saw an ass, an ass that held my attention, as the girl it belonged to had bent over to pick something from the ground, and then she turned around. She was the most beautiful girl that I had ever seen, a round face, with those juicy lips, she had a creamy colour tone, a figure of 34 26 34, that ass was to die for, her boobs poking against her blouse, and her skirt covering those creamy legs. The way she carried herself drove me mad.

That night, I wasn’t able to sleep, thinking about her, and when you did fall asleep my dreams were about her. I searched for her on Facebook and after a few days finally found her, her name was Payel, she was a student of 12th, 18 years old.

I sent her a request with a polite greeting message. These few days I had not been able to see her, so I was agitated. That night, I got a message from her, and I was excited. We started talking, she told me she always came online at night and generally stayed up late, her parents didn’t know about it. This continued on and we talked regularly, I acted as a supportive friend, and she used to talk to me about various things, her life, her problems, and we grew close to each other.

During these times, I was always excited about quickly going through my day, so I could just talk to her at night. And during one of these conversations, she told me that her best friend, who was a guy, by the way, didn’t like her talking to me. I knew instantly, that bastard was pining after my girl, so I just acted sad and angry and told her is it because I am Muslim, is that why you won’t talk to me? And didn’t message her for one day.

The next day, she messaged me, apologizing for being rude and told me she liked talking to me. I was very happy, and asked her what will her friend say? To which she replied, it didn’t concern him what she did, and she can choose with whom she wants to talk. I was happy because it was her first step of getting away from him and towards me. I asked for her phone no. and told her I wanted to talk to her, she hesitated a bit but gave it to me. I called her no. and a sweet voice answered with “Hello”, I got an instant hard on from that, I talked for some time with her, and invited her to the cafe after school.

The next day, I was sitting in the cafe, as usual, not knowing if she will come or not, but my worries were unneeded,as she came, that sexy gait of hers, coming towards me, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. She came into the cafe and looked around, before finding me, “Salim?” she asked, I just nodded, Patel(name changed) sat down beside me, we ordered something to drink and just chatted. I knew she went home by bus, and I just saw the bus leaving, but didn’t say anything, she couldn’t see it as her back was facing the bus, and she was busy talking to me, we were just talking and slightly flirting with each other.

After her coffee was over, she looked at the time and panicked, I asked her what’s the matter? And she answered her bus had left already, I told her not to worry as I can drop her off on my bike. She just looked at me gratefully. She got on the bike, behind me her delicate hands holding me as I drove, she was guiding me, and I missed some of the turns knowingly, so I could spend more time with her, at times I hit the brake suddenly, to feel her boobs pressed against my back. Finally, we reached her home, and I just dropped her off there and went my way.

That night, she thanked me again for driving her home, and said she had fun, to which I told if she wants, I could always drive her home. She denied, saying she can’t have me do that, and we went on talking, she confided in me more and more and we even flirted lightly. I always say in the cafe, but she didn’t come for a couple of days, we only talked on the phone, me rubbing my dick over my pants, whenever I heard her sweet voice over the phone.

One day, while I was there in the cafe, she came, looked around and smiled when she saw me sitting in my usual spot. That day, she asked me to drive her home again, and while sitting on the bike, she was hugging my body close to her, it felt nice. When I dropped her home that day, she invited me inside, telling me her parents weren’t home, and only came during the night. I readily agreed, following her in. I sat in the drawing-room, while she went and changed out of her uniform, she came back in a pair of shorts and a top, that gave me an instant hard on. “You are looking hot, are you trying to seduce me?” I asked her smirking.

She just gave me a copy smile, that expression of hers driving me mad, she came and sit beside me, “What if I am?” She asked, teasing me. The tone of hers, pushing me over the edge, as I held her waist and pulled her to my lap, “Then you are doing a very good job at it” I told her, my hands, running across her back sensually. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said, her expression though one of pleasure. “Hmn, then stop me,” I told her, as her ass grinds against my erection. “I don’t want to” she whispered back, her lips just a hair’s breadth away from mine, I captured her lips with mine, slowly biting her lower lips, and shoving my tongue into her mouth, as my hands go inside her top, touching her bare back, her hands, slowly take off my shirt, touching my well-toned chest as I hugged her close to me, kissing her passionately.

We continued making out for 5 minutes, before stopping panting heavily. “You are my first kiss,” she said shyly panting, “I plan to kiss you many times more,” I said slowly giving her a gentle and short kiss, my hands slowly pressing against her boobs. She moaned into the kiss and I lost control, pinning her down on the sofa, I kissed her passionately again, pulling off her top, and pressing her boobs, my erection rubbing against her thighs. Her hands, around my neck, holding me tightly, as her tongue is wrapped around mine.

After another couple of minutes, we finally separated and caught our breath. “This shouldn’t have happened,” she said sighing. “Be my girlfriend?” I told her trying to kiss her again, she turned her face, avoiding the kiss, “My parents won’t approve?” she said sadly. “What matters is you are happy, you don’t have to tell them,” I said, trying to persuade her, “I don’t know,” she said, “I will make you mine” I whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe, before getting out of her house and riding home.

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