After my breakup with Suresh, I only focused on my studies and worked really hard. But I missed the sex after
To satisfy myself, I started masturbating a lot. But, as all of you know, masturbation is nothing when compared to the feeling of a naked body against yours. That pleasure has no comparison.
One day I was fingering myself when Neha, my roommate that I had told you about in the last story, entered the room. Usually, I used to lock the room from the inside, but somehow I forgot to do so this time.
As soon as Neha entered the room, she realized what I was doing, and soon she got out of the room. I got really embarrassed and, after wearing my clothes, got out of my room in search of Neha. I found her and asked her to come to the room.
Once inside, there was an awkward silence for some time. Then I said.
Me – I am sorry. I didn’t realize that the door was unlocked.
Neha – It’s ok. But why were you doing that?
Me – You know why. Suresh and I have broken up.
Neha – Yeah. So?
Me (confused) – What do you mean? Suresh and I broke up, and I get horny every now and then. That’s why I was doing what I was doing.
Neha – I know all that. You and your motherfucker boyfriend had a thing. He betrayed you. You miss the sex. You are horny all the time. But why were you fingering yourself?
Me – What do you mean why was I fingering myself? I was horny, and that’s why I was fingering myself.
Neha – You don’t understand Ishika. Let me explain it to you.
Me – Ok.
Neha – You miss sex, right?
Me – Yes.
Neha – You get horny a lot, right?
Me – Yes.
Neha – Your asshole ex-boyfriend broke your heart and married someone else, right?
Me – Yes.
Neha – Then why are you masturbating, bitch? Look at you. You are a fine piece. And look around you. There is no shortage of dicks out there. Why are you not with a guy right now? Why are you alone and fingering yourself?
Neha – Listen, Ishika, your ex-boyfriend is now married and fucking someone else. Yet, here you are, still thinking about him. He doesn’t care about you. He just used you. Understand that, and get over that asshole. Move on, Ishika.
Me – I know all that. But I can’t stop thinking about him. I miss him.
Neha – Do you miss him, or do you miss getting fucked?
Me – I don’t know.
Neha – What do you mean you don’t know? It’s a clear question. Do you miss your ex, or do you miss getting fucked?
Me – I don’t know.
Neha – Shut up. Do you trust me?
Me – Yes.
Neha – Then stay here and don’t think.
Me – Ok.
Then Neha stepped out of the room and came back in about 5 minutes. She went to her cupboard and took a scarf out.
Me – What’s that for?
Neha – Sssshhhh. You said you trusted me. Don’t argue now.
Neha used the scarf to blindfold me and tied my hands behind my back. I asked her what was going on, but she just asked me to wait. After about 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door.
Neha opened the door, and all I could hear were murmurs. After a while, the door closed, and I called out for Neha.
Me – Neha. What happened?
I didn’t get any response. But I knew she was there as I could hear her footsteps.
Me – Neha. What happened? Why are you not saying anything? Who was there at the door? Neha?
Then I felt her hand on my chest. She slowly started pressing my boobs from over my top.
Me – Neha. What the fuck are you doing?
No reply. The pressing grew harder.
Me – Stop this nonsense. Untie me right now.
Now my boobs were being pressed harder. I tried to untie my hands myself but couldn’t. Neha was still groping my boobs from over my top when suddenly she pinched both my nipples.
Ouch. Then she spread my legs and started rubbing my pussy over my shorts. She had one hand on my boob, groping, and the other on my pussy, rubbing vigorously. I was starting to get excited by now.
Aahh. This went on for a few minutes, and I was completely wet down there. Then suddenly, she stopped, and I heard the door getting open and shut.
Me – Neha?
But I was alone, and there was no one except me in the room. Then I heard the door again. Neha came to me and opened my blindfold.
Neha – Did you enjoy it?
Me – What the hell was that? Untie me.
Neha – First, tell me something, babe. Did you enjoy the touch?
Me – Yes. But I am not into girls.
Neha – Neither am I. But you enjoyed that. You enjoyed the touch of someone other than your bastard ex-boyfriend, which means that you don’t miss him. You just miss getting fucked. Now get out there and move on. Enjoy your life, bitch.
Me – I understand. But I’ll pass. The breakup was too much for me. I don’t want to go through that again. I just don’t want to get into a relationship right now.
Neha – Then don’t get into a relationship. But at least go out there and be open to meeting someone. Don’t commit if you don’t want to.
Me – Fine. I will think about it. Now untie me, bitch.
Neha – With pleasure.
Neha untied my hand, and we hugged each other. Neha said she had some work to do and would be going out. She got ready and opened the door to leave when I said.
Me – By the way, about what happened between us a bit before. I hope it doesn’t get awkward between us.
Neha – Oh, don’t worry, babe. Nothing happened between us. That was not me.
I was shocked to hear that. But before I could ask anything else, she winked at me and left, shutting the door behind her.
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