There are some stories, secrets, scars, tattoos that stay with us for a lifetime. This is one such incident that I am going to narrate. Hi, I am Dhruv Kapoor. I stay in Mumbai. If anyone wants to meet talk, chat please feel free to send a mail. Just be genuine of what you need. I have written 2 real stories so far.<\/p>\n
The last one was \/\/\/www.indiansexstories2.net\/couple\/mumbai-truth-dare-girl\/”>\u2018Mumbai, Truth And Dare And That Girl\u2019 which went really well with this site. Got a few emails. Guys you seriously need to read the truth and dare wala stuff. You will really love it. Let\u2019s start with the story.<\/p>\n
I am decent looking guys with a decent physique and looks. Stories tend to happen. They just find ways to enter your life. Everyone wants a fling, some want to get laid. It is just about the timing. You need to be in the right place at the right time. But what if you meet all the needs that are mentioned above and till the time you know that you want more of it and it\u2019s over.<\/p>\n
It was a weekend. In Mumbai, the party culture is really good and safe most of the times. I am a good dancer and I was in Powai (the place where I party the most) at one of the clubs. So, it is about 11. The music has started, people are grooving on the music. There are smiles, some crazy moves.<\/p>\n
And I see a really cute girl with a group of friends. And then I see this girl dancing and that was the cutest thing I have seen in a long time. This girl was formally dressed, I guess she had come from her office. She wore this really awesome casual pants and a shirt.<\/p>\n
Now since I can dance too, I started off with my moves. I started catching pace with every rendition. After a while, there was an eye contact made by us. There was this acknowledgment passed within our eyes and then dance steps were copied. A connection was made. Now comes the difficult part.<\/p>\n
You know what is the difficult part in india. GUYS. Really people tend to screw up things and we have seen this happening every day. A girl just needs a guy to be decent and nice. And not to have her inbox filled with dick pics. Again, I saw a few guys approaching her. But like they just stood there when she said no.<\/p>\n
Its ok to get \u2018NO\u2019 for an answer. It happens. So, I was a little skeptical in approaching her. The music ended at one. I was really sweating I rushed to the washroom and there she was.<\/p> \n\n
She smiled and said – I saw you dance. You dance really well.
\nMe \u2013 Thanks (really scared so that I don\u2019t miss this chance).
\nShe replied \u2013 Hi I am Parul.
\nMe \u2013 Dhruv.<\/p>\n
And now as I was about to ask her id or number, one of her friends interrupted. Hey, here you are, we are waiting for you. And she said bye and left. So, there are 6 active social media platform, Insta, Snapchat, Facebook, Tinder, LinkedIn and more.<\/p>\n
I searched every Parul on each of the social media platforms for the next day and I never found her. After 2 days I gave up saying destiny. Exactly after a week, I went to this place where I went regularly and she was not there. Disappointment hit me again. I started dancing and was just having a glance around.<\/p>\n
At 12.45 just 15 minutes left for the music to be called off, I get a tap on my shoulder can we dance. A drunk Parul was near me. Her friends were saying sorry to me but she insisted that we dance. We danced for 10 minutes and wow it was the most beautiful thing ever.<\/p>\n
Something about Parul, she must be 5 feet 4 inch. 36, 30, 36. She was fair and was a bombshell in short. After the music ended, I could hear applause by people around. I said to her I tried looking for you in all the social media that I could recollect of. She was tipsy and responded with her number.<\/p>\n
I am not on social media. I just was in some other pub and I thought you might be here. So here we are. We hugged each other bye. And the classic clich\u00e9 in me texted \u2013 Hope you reached safely. And I regretted immediately after the message was delivered. Waking in the morning the conversation which followed was.<\/p>\n
P \u2013 I reached safely and so did my 6 other friends who assured that I did. And was a little tipsy, fell in the other club while dancing, I don\u2019t know why I was adamant on going to this other club, where you were there. Also, my friends saw me giving you my number and was curious who you were.<\/p>\n
D \u2013 Oh ok. I don\u2019t know what to say next. I just found you cute and hence I wanted to have a chat and nothing else. I am sorry if there was any kind of discomfort from my end.<\/p>\n
P \u2013 You don\u2019t need to be sorry. Chill. You dance really well. And thanks for finding me cute.<\/p>\n
D \u2013 So what next? Are we meeting anytime soon? or this is just another story where a guy meets a girl they dance, share numbers and they never meet.<\/p>\n
P – Hmmm, Interesting. So I am new to this city. We can definitely meet I am here for a short time and you can show me around. I just hope you are not a creep or a psycho who will kill me.<\/p>\n
I want to tell this to all the girls who are reading this. If you are good looking or just any normal girl if a guy is meeting you for the first time, a decent guy will never kill you. I responded the same way.<\/p>\n
P \u2013 Are we meeting. And I am here only for two days. So yeah.
\nD \u2013 Ok Cool. The only thing is we will go clubbing again.
\nP \u2013 Cool. Deal.<\/p>\n
We decided to meet. We decided on the venue and then we met. She was looking like a bombshell. I was all dressed up and had decent cash with me. So did she. She enquired what\u2019s the plan. And I said I have not made any. Let\u2019s be random, you suggest one. I will suggest the second and let it just go on till one has to leave. The deal was done.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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