I’m Manni, 24, an average student but a pro at having fun with friends. Slim build, but my face makes girls take a second glance. My buddy Ravi, 25, is tall, fair, and a bit shy—until he’s with his girlfriend, Nimmi, when he turns into a total charmer. Nimmi, 22, has dusky skin, a curvy figure, and a laugh that could melt anyone’s heart. Her friend Alka, 21, is a stunner—fair, with long black hair, a tight ass in jeans, and 32-inch tits that scream perfection. Her playful eyes hide a naughty spark, but her smile is pure innocence, drawing you in like a magnet.
This story goes back to when Ravi and I headed to a far-off city for an exam. The place was so distant we had to take an overnight train. On the way, Ravi mentioned that Nimmi, who lived in a hostel in that city, would meet us with her friend Alka. I thought, “Cool, it’ll be fun,” but something stirred inside me, a mix of curiosity and excitement.
We reached the station at 2 a.m. The chilly air, flickering platform lights, and eerie silence hit us hard. Exhaustion was killing me. I told Ravi, “Man, let’s grab a hotel room.” He shot back, “Nah, we’ll book one at 5 a.m. to save a day’s rent.” I laughed, “Cheapskate!” We crashed on the cold benches in the waiting room, eyes shut but sleep nowhere in sight.
At 5 a.m., Ravi’s phone rang. He grinned after a quick chat, and soon two girls walked into the waiting room—Nimmi and Alka. Alka blew my mind. Her tight jeans hugged her curves, and her red top showed off her perfect tits. Her mischievous eyes and slight smile had my heart racing. Ravi nudged me, “What’s up, dude? This is Nimmi, my girl, and that’s Alka, her friend.” I stammered a hello, my eyes locked on Alka.
After some small talk, we headed to a hotel. Alka walked beside me, her perfume messing with my head. At the hotel, Ravi booked two rooms. I figured we’d share, but he vanished into Nimmi’s room. I thought, “This guy’s got game!” Too tired to care, I hit my room and passed out on the bed.
I woke up at 10 a.m. to find Alka sleeping next to me. Her red top had slipped up, revealing her smooth, fair waist. My jaw dropped. “How’d she end up here?” I called Ravi—he was busy with Nimmi. I got up, showered, and started getting ready, but my eyes kept drifting to Alka. Her tits strained against her top, and her soft lips seemed to call me. I forced myself to focus and left for the exam, forgetting my phone in the rush.
Post-exam, I returned to the room. Alka had just showered, wearing tiny shorts and a loose top. Her wet hair clung to her neck, and water droplets slid down toward her cleavage. My cock twitched in my jeans. She smirked, “What’s got you lost? Never seen a girl fresh out of the shower?”
I grinned, “Not this close, not till today.”
She laughed, “Got a girlfriend?”
“Nope,” I said. “Haven’t found one yet.”
“How’d the exam go?” she asked.
“Pretty good,” I replied. “Where’s the lovebird couple?”
She chuckled, “Haven’t left their room since morning. Probably having their honeymoon.”
“Hungry?” I asked. “Wanna grab some food?”
“Sure,” she said. “Give me two minutes to get ready.”
I teased, “Ready? You already look fucking gorgeous.”
She giggled, “Thanks, but are you hitting on me?”
“Nah, just being honest,” I said.
We went out to eat. Walking side by side, it felt like we were a couple. I grabbed her hand, and she didn’t pull away, just smiled. Her soft, warm hand sent my pulse racing. At the restaurant, our eyes kept locking, and my cock kept stirring in my jeans. She definitely noticed.
Back at the hotel by 3 p.m., I called Ravi. He and Nimmi were still in their room. We visited them, and I spotted Nimmi’s bra on the bed—clearly, they’d been busy. We planned to explore the city that evening.
Back in our room, Alka was changing her top. I came out of the bathroom and caught her in just her bra, her creamy tits spilling out. She tried to cover up with her top, but I walked over and pulled her into my arms. Her lips trembled, and her eyes fluttered shut. I whispered, “I really like you, Alka.”
I kissed her, and her tongue met mine, hot and eager. Her body pressed against me, and she kissed me back hard. We were lost in each other when a knock on the door snapped us back. Ravi and Nimmi were waiting. Alka ducked into the bathroom, and I got ready.
That evening, we roamed the city, but Alka and I were distracted. Our eyes kept meeting, and our fingers brushed, sending sparks through me. By 9 p.m., we were back at the hotel. Ravi winked at me and disappeared into Nimmi’s room. Alka and I entered ours, the silence thick with tension, our breathing loud in the quiet.
I said, “You looked stunning tonight.”
She smiled, “Thanks.”
She started pulling clothes from her bag, heading for the bathroom. I grabbed her hand and pulled her close. She fell into my arms, and we stared into each other’s eyes. Then we were kissing again, deep and hungry. Her hot breath mixed with mine, her tongue dancing wildly. I slid her top up and unhooked her bra, letting it fall. Her 32-inch tits were perfect—round, pale, with hard pink nipples begging to be touched. I took one in my mouth, sucking hard, and she moaned, “Oh, Manni… keep going… suck it…”
Her hands clawed at my back, her moans echoing in the room. I unbuttoned her jeans and tugged them down, revealing her tight, round ass. Her panties hugged her pussy, a faint wet spot showing her arousal. I slid her panties off, exposing her swollen pussy with a light dusting of hair. The musky scent hit me, driving me wild. I spread her thighs and ran my tongue along her slit. Her juices were salty and tangy, pure fucking ecstasy. I sucked her clit, and she screamed, “Oh, Manni… don’t bite… softer… fuck, it feels so good… you’re an amazing sucker…”
I licked her pussy, my tongue diving deep into her folds. She bucked her hips, grinding against my mouth. I slipped a finger inside her tight, wet pussy, and she moaned louder, “Ohhh… Manni… more…” Her juices coated my finger as I pumped it in and out. I added a second finger, rubbing her clit with my thumb. She tensed, her pussy clenching, and she came hard, her juices flooding my mouth. I lapped up every drop, her taste lingering on my tongue. My lips and nose were slick with her, and I licked my lips, staring at her with raw lust. She lay there, eyes closed, body trembling.
I lay beside her, and she grabbed my cock through my jeans, stroking it slowly. My dick was rock-hard, straining against the fabric. She unzipped me, pulled my jeans and boxers down, and wrapped her fingers around my throbbing cock. She leaned down, her tongue flicking over the tip, teasing the sensitive head. I groaned as she took me into her mouth, her warm, wet lips sliding down my shaft. Her tongue swirled around my cock, sucking me deep until I hit the back of her throat. I grabbed her hair, guiding her, and she pulled back, gasping, “Fuck, you trying to choke me? Your cock’s so thick… I’ll go slow.”
I chuckled, “Take your time, baby.”
She sucked me again, her lips tight around my cock, her tongue working magic. She bobbed her head, taking me deeper each time, her saliva dripping down my shaft. After ten minutes, I couldn’t hold back, and I came in her mouth, my cum spilling over her tongue. She spit it into the trash and spread her legs, saying, “My turn now.”
I dove back between her thighs, licking her pussy again. My tongue explored every inch, and she moaned, “Oh, Manni… keep licking… it feels so fucking good…” I finger-fucked her, her juices soaking my hand. She came again, her pussy pulsing, and I drank her up, cleaning her with my tongue.
I rubbed my cock against her wet pussy lips, her heat driving me insane. She whispered, “Please put it in now.”
I teased, “Put what where?”
She looked at me with lust-filled eyes, “Your cock in my pussy.”
I eased my cock into her tight, virgin pussy. She winced, biting her lip as pain flashed across her face. I moved slowly, letting her adjust. Her pussy gripped me like a vice, so wet and warm. I kissed her lips to ease her, and soon her pain turned to pleasure. She moaned, “Oh, Manni… it feels so good… keep fucking me… don’t stop… I’ve been waiting for this… my pussy was made for your cock…”
I thrust deeper, my cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy. Her tits bounced with each thrust, and I grabbed them, squeezing her hard nipples. She screamed, “Oh, Manni… harder… fuck me harder…” I flipped her over into doggy style, her perfect ass in the air. I slapped it lightly, and she giggled, “Fuck, do that again… I love it…” I slammed my cock back into her pussy, her ass jiggling with each thrust. Her pussy milked my cock, and her moans turned to screams, “Oh, Manni… fuck… tear my pussy apart…”
I pulled her up, her back against my chest, and fucked her standing, one hand on her tit, the other rubbing her clit. Her pussy clenched, and she came again, her juices dripping down my cock. I turned her around, lifted her legs over my shoulders, and pounded her deep. Her pussy was so tight, her walls squeezing me with every thrust. She screamed, “Manni… I’m gonna cum again… don’t stop…” She came hard, her body shaking, and I unloaded inside her, my cum filling her pussy. We collapsed, panting, our bodies slick with sweat.
We lay naked, her tits pressed against my chest, her breath hot on my neck. She stroked my cock again, and it hardened instantly. She climbed on top, rubbing her wet pussy against my dick. Her tits swayed in my face, and I sucked them hard, biting her nipples gently. She moaned, “Oh, Manni… you’re so fucking good… fuck me again…” She guided my cock into her pussy and rode me, her ass slapping against my thighs. Her pussy gripped me tight, and I grabbed her ass, squeezing as she bounced. She came again, her juices soaking me, and I filled her pussy with another load.
The air-conditioned room couldn’t cool our heat. We fucked until we passed out, naked and tangled. At 6 a.m., I woke to find Alka beside me, naked, with faint bloodstains on the sheets. I touched her, and she stirred. I asked, “Enjoy last night?”
She smiled, “Fuck, it was incredible… you were so gentle breaking my cherry… I love you, Manni.”
I said, “I love you too.” We fucked again on the bed, then in the shower, her wet body pressed against the tiles as I pounded her from behind. She screamed, “Manni… harder… fuck my pussy…” We came together, her pussy milking every drop.
Ravi called, and I convinced him to stay another day. We explored the city, but by evening, Alka and I were back in the room, fucking all night. When we left, Alka’s eyes were teary. I hugged her, promising to return. I visited her hostel three times later, posing as her cousin, and we fucked like it was our first time. That hotel night remains my hottest memory.