Additionally, I would like to inform you that this is a fictional tale. Therefore, without further ado, allow me to introduce myself. I am a male at 5’6″ and 19 years old. a fair complexion in some ways.
I have been a member of society for quite some time. I never considered any of the girls in my building to be attractive. However, there was a girl named Neena. For obvious reasons, I changed her name in the story. Please allow me to describe her. She is 5’2″ and fair. Her dimensions are 36, 29, and 34.
She has wavy hair because her hair is medium length and not too straight or too curly. Every time she came to play with my friends and me, I remember. She used to wear it in a ponytail or bun. When she was tying her hair, I used to love it.
sifting through it with her hands. I wanted to stroke her hair with my hands. Taste it. Kiss it! Try it out. And even pull it (whenever you want).
Now for the main portion. My parents were out of town on a Friday to attend a wedding. I was walking around my compound. It was 5:00 p.m. She entered the building with four bags in her hands and her hair in a ponytail, as I saw her.
“Hello, Neena, you look like you could use some help,” I said as I went up to get it. She gave me two bags and smiled. Since she used to live on the sixth floor, we took the elevator. A milk carton fell from her bag as we entered the lift.
I was able to observe her cleavage and large boobs as she sat down to pick it up. I spent a long time gazing at her cleavage. She picked it up, looked at me intently, smiled rudely at me, and then adjusted her loose T-shirt. She never wore a bra before.
She used to intentionally bend too much while goalkeeping, even while playing football. When we got to her floor, I was able to get a good look at her cleavage. I was about to leave when I gave her the bags.
She said it was very hot outside while holding my hand. As soon as you entered, I observed her taking out her house keys. I inquired about her parents’ whereabouts. They were away from the city and would be back Monday evening.
Dude! I went insane due to this. I figured this would be my chance to smack her. I have a chance to achieve my goals. My thoughts began to run wild as she invited me into her home.
She brought me a glass of water and instructed me to sit on the sofa. She turned and I smelled her hair as I took the water. She didn’t stop, and she smiled as she went to the kitchen. She sat close to me after exiting the kitchen. We began discussing college, movies, and other topics.
Then, I’m not sure what possessed me. I extended my hand and drew her closer to me by grabbing hold of her waist. Surprised, she was. After that, I ran my hand through her hair, took off her hair band, and untied her ponytail.
What a sight to behold! I grabbed her by the hair and gave her a kiss on the lips before she could speak or respond. After a brief absence of reciprocity, she began kissing me. We sucked with our lips and used our tongues.
I bit her lips and sucked hard on her lower lip. The kiss was exquisitely French. We took a brief break to breathe. I was looking at her entire body, and she was still looking shocked.
Neena said, “Oh, Aarush, I have wanted to do this for so long,” as she looked at me. I replied that I also wanted to do this because I thought she was very hot. She then approached me on top of me and began kissing me. We continued to kiss each other.
I began to feel her tummy. She did not have a bra on. I began vigorously pinching her nipples and pressing on her boobs. She began to mutter softly. After that, I started firmly biting her right boob and sucking her nipples over her t-shirt. She yelled.
We began kissing once more. I began playing with her groin. I slapped her hard a few times. After that, she began licking and kissing her and moved her hair to one side of her neck. She continued to groan. Oh, baby, Aarush. Continue sucking.
After that, I shifted her gorgeous hair to the opposite side of her neck. I started playing with, smelling, and kissing her hair as I swam into it. I started behaving badly toward her. “Baby, we have a lot of time with us,” she said.
“Neena, I have waited so long for this,” I said as I kissed her. I want to hard fuck you. I want to make you my slut and bitch. She gave me a big kiss after giving me a look. It was a “YES” for me.
When I took her top off the next instant, it was on the floor. I carried her to her bedroom holding her in my arms. I threw her on the bed, still wearing her leggings, half-naked.
I seized control, pinned her to the bed, and began vigorously sucking her nipples. I began to adore her cleavage like a mad dog after I kissed it. She said, “I am so wet, daddy,” and continued to moan. Father, please fuck me. Make me your snarling. Use me, please.”
I said to her while I was still biting her boobs, “If I knew you were such a big slut, I would have fucked you long ago.” I simultaneously pulled her leggings down and stopped sucking her. I saw some hair on her pink pussy.
I pulled her hair close to her face, instructed her to open her mouth, and so on. She choked when I put four fingers down her throat. After that, I got my fingers into her already-wet cunt. I began to rough-touch her with my fingers.
She screamed and complained that it hurt. I didn’t slow down; rather, I started moving faster. She yelled, ” I intend to cum.” She squirted as well as cumbed a lot. I licked her clean and drank all of her cum.
It was now my turn to use my tool and fuck her like a slob. But… but… but… I’ll tell you about this in my next story.