Hello all, my name is Rohit. I am 29 years old, 5 foot 6 inches tall, muscular guy having 6” (no exaggeration) tool to satisfy any women and I am currently in Delhi.
I am a regular reader of stories on ISS but I never got time to write my own but now due to this COVID-19 induced lockdown, I am finally able to write my own experiences. Amidst many sexual encounters that I had in many cities of India, this one is the most memorable one.
It all started in the year 2013 when I left my job and started preparing for the civil services examination in New Delhi’s Karol Bagh area.
I was living in a single room on the first floor of a house owned by a Punjabi businessman. My landlord’s family consisted of 4 people, the landlord, his wife, and his 16-year-old son, and the heroine of this story, his 23-year-old daughter named Simran (obviously name changed).
I am calling her ‘Simran’ in this story but she was a carbon copy of Bollywood actress Kareena Kapoor. As she was a Punjabi, she was very fair and had translucent skin, long black hair, and a figure to die for, 36-28-35 which I came to know later.
Simran was 5 foot 4 inches tall, and an epitome of sexiness and voluptuousness with a very beautiful and attractive face, big wide eyes, very fluffy juicy lips, and a very long slender neck. She had very firm and soft, medium-size Punjabi boobs and below them a flat midriff with a deep navel. She was doing her post-graduation at Delhi University.
Her father and I had a habit of smoking in the common balcony of the first floor usually late at night. During one such smoking session, he asked me about my optional subjects in the civil services examination. I told him that it was Indian history.
He became very happy to know that and told me that his daughter was also pursuing post-graduation in Indian history, and we could both help each other in our studies. I became very happy to hear this. After all, I was getting a chance to know or explore his sexy and hot Punjabi daughter.
Simran used to dress in very modern dresses like a mini skirt and a crop top, hot pants, shorts, and miniskirts. In these clothes, her sexy, long, silky-smooth slender legs, as well as her flat midriff with a deep navel, were very much visible. Whenever I used to see her like this, I used to get an instant boner in my pants.
We used to say, “Hi,” and smile while crossing each other on the stairs or at the gate. In the evening time when I used to come to the balcony of my floor, I was able to see her.
The Punjabi babe would normally be playing with her dog and younger brother on the lawn on the ground floor and we started having very frequent eye contact. She started smiling and waving her hand to say, “Hi,” to me.
After that smoking session with her father, one day he called me downstairs to introduce me to Simran so that we can help each other in our studies.
After 5 to 10 minutes, his wife called him for some work. So, he told us to get familiar with each other and left the room.
Initially, both of us were a bit shy to talk to each other but then I decided to take the lead.
I started inquiring about her studies and after some time both of us became very comfortable with each other and she started talking non-stop.
The Punjabi girl told me about her studies, her college, and her friends. She also asked me about my background and my future plans, and my reason to pursue civil services.
After all these discussions, I told her that we could study in my room on the first floor to avoid any disturbance. She gave me a very mischievous smile and agreed to my proposal.
Meanwhile, her father came back to the room she told him about our study arrangement and he was okay with it. Soon, I came back to my room.
I was wondering how come her father had allowed her to come to my room so easily knowing that she was a bombshell Punjabi girl but soon I brushed off this thought.
I started dancing with joy, with the fact that from tomorrow onwards I will be able to spend alone-time with her. In the night, I jerked off 3 times on her photo on my phone.
The next day, I cleaned my room, shaved, and had a nice bath. At around 4 pm, I heard a knock on my door. I rushed to open the door.
And there she was – all gorgeous looking and pressing books on her breasts with folded hands. I saw the dark red nail-paint on her long nails and pink lip-gloss.
The hot Punjabi girl was wearing a red crop top and black mini-skirt in which her long sexy legs, flat midriff with deep navel were quite visible. I instantaneously had a hard-on.
Simran looked towards my crotch area and smiled and came inside my room. She was sitting on a chair in front of me and between us was a study table.
I was able to see her ample bosom showing her deep cleavage. I was not able to control myself and wanted to kiss her juicy, pink lips and fuck her then and there to my heart’s content. But somehow I controlled myself, and we started to study.
I was not able to concentrate as I was feeling very horny. Somehow, I tried to focus on the studies.
After 20-25 minutes, I realized that all the topics that we were discussing she had already studied and understood pretty well. She was not interested in studies and so I told her, “Let’s talk about your other interests and hobbies.”
Simran told me she likes dancing, music, watching romantic films and we talked about so many things like our interests and our hobbies.
The Punjabi girl also told me that she likes drinking and sometimes smoking also. Finally, our discussion drifted towards the boyfriend/girlfriend topic. She asked me about my girlfriend. I told her that I had a break-up around six months ago and currently I’m single.
Then I asked her about her relationship status. She told me that her boyfriend had cheated on her so she dumped him. Hearing this, I told her that if I had such a beautiful, gorgeous, and sexy girlfriend, I wouldn’t leave her alone for a moment, forget about cheating on her, and would make love to her day and night.
Upon hearing this she said, “Oh, somebody is getting naughty here,” and laughed.
I also told her that she looks like Kareena Kapoor. She acknowledged it and said that many people have told her the same and smiled.
The sexy Punjabi girl further probed whether my ex-girlfriend was not beautiful. I told her that she was beautiful but not as much as she is. Upon hearing this she blushed and started looking downwards.
Then she told me that she was emotionally disturbed nowadays and wanted to have drinks sometime. I said that I have Vodka in my kitchen and if she wanted, she can have it. She said, “Not today, maybe tomorrow we can have it as my family is going to visit some relatives. I will make some excuse and will not go with them.”
The next day, her family excluding her left for a relative’s place around 5:00 pm. After half an hour, I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door and there she was standing.
Simran was looking all gorgeous and sexy in a backless one-piece V-neck, black cocktail dress up to her mid-thighs in which she was looking very seductive.
Her long legs were looking very sexy in black pencil heels and in that body-hugging dress her hourglass figure was on full display. Her juicy Punjabi boobs were trying to come out from that tight dress.
Simran was also wearing dark-red lipstick and her lips were looking so juicy. She sensed that I was checking her out from head to toe.
Without asking me any questions, she said that she has dressed for the occasion as we are going to have a party tonight and there will be no studies. It had to be booze and fun, and who I was to say, “No,” to my dream girl. She had also noticed my boner which was saluting her beauty and sex appeal.
She was smiling at seeing me in this state of torturous sexual arousal. I told her to sit down on the sofa. She sat down on the corner of a sofa crossing her legs.
I told her that I am going to bring all the drinks and snacks. She offered to help but I refused. I said, “You just sit down and relax.”
Soon I arranged all the things on the table in front of the sofa. During the day, I had purchased one full bottle of vodka, soda, juice, cold drinks, and some dry snacks like roasted Kaju, peanuts, and chips.
I also told her that if you want we can order some non-veg starters as well for her, as I was a vegetarian. She refused and she said, “Whatever you will eat, I’ll eat also.”
She told me that she doesn’t feel like eating non-veg. After arranging all those items on the table and when I was about to sit on the opposite side of the sofa, she indicated that I should sit along with her on the same sofa so that it will be easy for us to talk and drink.
Initially, I made two small pegs and we started drinking. After finishing off the first peg in one shot, the Punjabi girl told me to make it large as she is having drinks after so many days.
I made a Patiala peg and handed it over to her. Simran gulped it down hurriedly. I told her to relax and enjoy the drinks.
When I handed over her third peg, she started enjoying it sip by sip. She also ate some snacks. By then, she was having her third peg and I was drinking my first peg only. I noticed that we have come very close to each other on the sofa.
I was able to smell her intoxicating perfume and her smooth silky legs and thighs were rubbing against my legs. At this time, I was in a trance.
She was talking about her ex-boyfriend and was very sad. Due to the effect of the alcohol, she started losing control of herself and started sobbing.
I consoled her and the Punjabi girl suddenly hugged me. I patted her back as she was hugging me tightly and her boobs were pressing against my chest.
I was losing control and was about to kiss her neck, but somehow she managed to separate herself from that hug. Now, she was a bit calm and had stopped crying.
Then, out of the blue, she said that she knows that I like her. I was taken aback by this statement. I asked her how she knows this? She said that the way I look at her says it all. She said she has seen both love and lust in my eyes for her. She said she also liked me and it was she who had prompted her father to ask about my optional subject.
Simran was well aware of the fact that my optional was Indian history. She only had proposed to her father for this joint study thing and looked at me and winked.
I was on cloud 9 after hearing all this. I jumped on the sofa and hugged her tightly. I kissed her forehead and I told her that I was in love with her from the very first day I had laid my eyes on her.
She also confessed that she has very strong feelings for me. We looked into each other’s eyes and Wham! we locked our lips in a most sensuous kiss.
I was eating her red lipstick-coated lips and it felt like heaven. Initially, we were kissing very gently but after some time we started eating each other’s lips like there will be no tomorrow.
The Punjabi girl was trying to open my mouth and insert her tongue inside my mouth. When I parted my lips she inserted her tongue and both our tongues got intertwined with each other.
Meanwhile, I was caressing her smooth legs and thighs with my left hand, and with my right hand, I was caressing her bareback. Both of us were on fire and she was caressing my hair with her long red-nail paint-coated fingers.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang!
What happened next and how we enjoyed each other to the fullest, I will let you know in my next part of this story. Please give me your feedback on my mail ID:
Till then, happy jerking to all.
Any girl, ladies, bhabhis interested in having a discreet no strings attached, friends with benefits kind of relationship in Delhi/NCR and Lucknow (Lucknow is my hometown). Please mail me.
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