A Rainy Day In Chennai

Hey guys. I’m Vihaan and I’m new to ISS. I felt this sudden urge to pen down my experience and you’ll know why I felt that way, after reading this.

I’m 24 years of age, working in Chennai, one whom people would typically brush away saying, ‘He’s boring’. A reserved guy, if you may. I’ve had my fair share of relationships but things never got physical. So the urge to have something physical was rising up in me through the years.

The day I’m about to narrate to you, was just another normal day. Two weeks back, I was getting back home from work on my bike when all of a sudden, it started raining like hell. The clouds were going bonkers. At one point, I could no longer drive in the rain as it was getting impossible to see.

I tried to somehow get to the side of the road where there kind of a shed under which a few people had found shelter. As I was getting to the side, my bike slid near the shed and I fell. A few people came to help me up and I managed to get up and find a place under the shed. The rain wasn’t stopping and slowly one by one, people started leaving.

I didn’t wanna take another risk of traveling in the rain. So I just stood there with the other two-three people alongside. That was when I saw a girl, black hair, red churidar, definitely not Chennai based, probably Hindi (I could guess because I have my roots up north too).

“Damn man, her figure,” I thought to myself the minute I saw her. Perfect round ass, sleek hips. I couldn’t see much more because of the dim lights but what I saw was enough. Phew. “I’m never getting such a girl,” I said to myself. I kept watching her, with a corner of my eye.

She kept checking her phone, as though waiting for someone to call/message her. I could tell she was tense, must have been waiting for a long time. By this time, the others who were standing near me also left without minding the rain. I just kinda stood in one corner, and she, the other.

I waited for 5-10 minutes and she kept doing the same thing, checking her phone over and over again. The rain played its part, never looked like slowing down one bit. It was already around 9:30 pm by then.

So I mustered up some courage, went up to her and said, “Excuse ma’am. Are you waiting for someone or you’re waiting for the rain to stop?” (I really sounded like a creep.)

“I’m actually waiting for my brother. He said he’d be here to pick me up, 2 hours ago, but he’s still not come,” she said in her angelic voice. I was rather surprised that she replied. I took it ahead of a notch, gathering courage from eventful last question. “Aap Hindi ho?” (Are you Hindi?) She said, “Haan, how did you know?”

“I know one when I see one because I’m one too. I’m Vihaan by the way,” I held my hand forward. I must’ve gotten my hand hurt from falling down. I winced when I moved my hand. “Careful!” she said. “I saw you fall down earlier, you should be more careful.” She smiled and held my hand. “It’s nice to meet you Vihaan, I’m Aakshu.”

We just kinda stood there. Then I asked her, “The rain doesn’t look like it’s going to stop and it doesn’t seem like your brother’s gonna turn up in this rain. I’m planning to leave now. Do you want me to drop you off somewhere?”
She chuckled. “After I saw you handle the bike the way you did and fall down, I’m never getting on the bike with you.”

My face got beetroot red. “I’m just kidding, oh my god! I would be really thankful if you could drop me off,” I was literally jumping, inside, when she said that. That dream girl, in my bike, in that rain. Her place was on the way to my room. So, I thought I’ll drop her off at her house.

The entire way, I had to apply brakes all of a sudden and her wet body kept touching my back. I was already rocking solid under my denim, with her boobs pressing hard against my back. I could feel her hard nipples because of the chillness. The nearer I was getting near her home, the more I felt sad, because I would never see this angel again in my life.

We reached her place, and the rain got a bit heavier. It was 10 pm at the time. I dropped her off and when I was about to turn, I heard her call me. “Vihaan!” I turned back to see her signaling me to come towards the door. I went. “The rain doesn’t look like it’s going to stop now. You could rest for a little while here until the rain cools off. Just a little while though,” she winked.

I couldn’t believe my luck. Plus what she was proposing was completely normal. I parked my bike in front of her room. She had rented a small 1 BHK apartment for herself. We went inside and she gave me a towel to wipe off my drenched head.

When she took off her overcoat, I could literally see every curve in her body. Her hard nipples, big boobs, curvy ass. I was looking at her like I would swallow her that very minute. I could tell she saw me staring at her. She smiled naughtily. “I’m going to change. Make yourself at home. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

The time she was gone, I felt every second passing so long. Suddenly I heard her continuous banging from within her room. I just kinda went near the room and heard her voice “Vihaan! I’m stuck inside the washroom. The door won’t open!” I rushed near the washroom. “Vihaan! Push open the door.”

“Don’t worry. I’m here, I’ll open. Don’t panic.” I said and started pushing. The pain in my hand was making it difficult to push. I also hadn’t observed the pool of water under my leg that had come out of the washroom. The minute the washroom knob opened, I fell atop her from the force with which I was pushing the door.

I was lying on top of her, breathing heavily, with only a towel between us to separate our thrusting lunging bodies. It was damn hot. She lunged up, kissed me on my lips. This gave me the courage, I moved my hand under her towel and grabbed her boobs and kissed her lips.

“Oh, how I have been wanting to do this to you ever since I saw you,” she said, in between the kiss. Holy fuck that turned me on the hell of a lot. I just ripped her towel completely and there she was, the beauty unraveled. Holy fuck, she was HOT. Perfect round tits, jiggling at my fondling them.

I sucked the hell out of them when my one hand went down to her clean shaven pussy. She was fucking wet. I fingered her with one hand while I was sucking her crazy. She was moaning and pushing me more and more into her breasts. I could feel her shaking a little bit. I stopped sucking her breasts and went down on her.

With every touch of my tongue in her pussy, she squirmed and moaned. “Please don’t stop baby. That’s so good, ahh…” She kept saying until she came, shaking heavily. I didn’t let her a minute’s rest, as in a swift motion, I let my 7″ cock slide into her wet, ready pussy. She screamed hard and looked at me in pain.

I let it stay in there for a moment and slowly, started moving it in and out. She quickly grabbed the momentum and was responding even more now. She was hungry for this cock. I fucked her brains out, and pulled my cock out and cummed all in her mouth. She drank all of it.

We were both exhausted in a span of ten minutes. We just cleaned ourselves up and passed out on the bed. I was awakened in the morning by a sensation of something on my dick. She was sucking me. She smiled on seeing me wake up. She stood up and sat on top of my cock. Her ass rode my cock so well.

I could feel my juices rising up every thrust she gave to my tool. We fucked in different positions that morning. While I was nearing my climax, she whispered in my ears, “How could someone not wanna fuck you?” and bit my ears. That was what I needed, I cummed in her pussy. I shot loads and loads and she took every bit of it.

We are a new chapter in both our lives and we have been interested in trying out a threesome. I’ll tell you all about it in the next story. Until then, see you guys. Hope you enjoyed the story.

Do let me know your feedback at [email protected] I’m interested in something casual too. Hit me up if anything.

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