My name is Kanchan, and this is my first ever sexy story. I’m from Lucknow, studying at Lucknow University, and I’m 21 years old. My body’s got that killer shape—34-size boobs, a slim waist, and a curvy ass that makes every guy in college drool over me. My long black hair and fair skin only add to the attention I get. Guys, I won’t waste your time—let’s dive straight into the story. This is about my first wild sex experience with my boyfriend, Anupam, and trust me, it’s a night I’ll never forget.
Anupam was the hottest guy in my class. Six feet tall, broad chest, and a sly smile that could melt anyone. Our friendship slowly turned into something more, something electric. This all went down on January 15th, when Delhi’s winter was brutal, the kind of cold that makes your bones ache. Anupam and I used to talk for 2-3 hours every night on the phone. He loved talking about sex—dirty, naughty stuff. “Kanchan, what’s your size? What are you wearing?” he’d ask, his voice low and teasing. It turned me on, but I’d play shy, giggling and dodging his questions, worried he’d think I was too forward. But that night was different—it was his birthday.
We had a blast all day. After college, we hung out with friends at a café, laughing, eating, and exchanging gifts. When we talked on the phone that night, he started his usual sexy talk. “Kanchan, you looked so hot today in that tight pink sweater. Your boobs were practically begging to pop out.” I laughed, blushing, and said, “Anupam, stop it! You’re embarrassing me.” But deep down, I loved it. Then he dropped a bombshell. “Do you ever shave down there?” I was caught off guard. “What? Do girls even do that?” I played dumb. He chuckled, “Hell yeah, they do. If you don’t shave, you could get an infection. You gotta do it every couple of months.”
I freaked out. An infection? I’d never even thought about shaving my pubes. “I’ve never done it,” I admitted quietly. He didn’t miss a beat. “No worries, I’ll do it for you. Meet me on the rooftop. I’ll be there.” I hesitated. Meeting him at 1 a.m. on the rooftop? In this freezing cold? But his voice had this pull, this confidence that made me say yes. I threw on my pink sweater, tight jeans, and a heavy coat, then sneaked up to the rooftop. The cold was biting, my breath visible in the air. Anupam was already there, looking sexy in a black jacket and jeans. The moment he saw me, he pulled me into his arms and started kissing me hard.
His lips were hot against mine, his tongue exploring my mouth. “Mmm…” I moaned softly, my body tingling as I kissed him back. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. We made out for a good 3 minutes, my fingers digging into his back, his lips sucking on mine. Then he pulled back, grinning, and showed me a razor. “Let’s get to it,” he said. I blushed hard. “Anupam, I’m so shy,” I whispered. He laughed, “Babe, don’t be. If you don’t clean up down there, you’ll get sick. Let’s do this.” I nodded, nervous but trusting him. “Just… don’t hurt me, okay?” I said.
He started unbuttoning my coat, the cold air hitting my skin. I was shivering as he unzipped my jeans and slid them down, leaving me in my pink sweater and black panties. My teeth were chattering. Seeing me tremble, he smirked and said, “Grab my cock, it’ll warm you up.” I’d touched him before, so I didn’t hesitate. I unzipped his jeans and wrapped my hand around his rock-hard, 10-inch-long, 6-inch-thick cock. It was so warm, throbbing in my hand, and I gripped it tight.
Anupam got down on his knees, positioning himself in a 69 stance, his face right by my pussy. He started shaving my pubes with the razor, his warm hands brushing against my inner thighs. Every touch sent shivers through me. “Ohhh…” I moaned, my body reacting to his closeness. Then, out of nowhere, he set the razor aside and pressed his tongue against my pussy. “Ohhh, Anupam… what are you…” I gasped, my voice shaking. His tongue licked my clit, slow and deliberate, and I was losing it. “Mmm… ohhh… fuck…” I moaned louder, my hand tightening on his cock. He sucked and licked, his tongue diving deep into my pussy, making me wetter by the second. “Anupam… ohhh… don’t stop…” I was trembling, my legs weak.
“Fuck, Kanchan, your pussy tastes so good,” he growled, his voice muffled as he kept licking. I was dripping wet, my moans echoing in the cold night air. Then he tried sliding a finger inside me. “Ohhh… no… Anupam… wait…” I jumped, feeling like I might pee from the intensity. But he held me tight, pinning my hips down, and drank every drop of my juices. His face was slick with my wetness, and he grinned up at me. “Now suck my cock,” he said. I shook my head. “No, Anupam, I can’t,” I said, nervous. He pushed, “Come on, babe, just a little. For me.” I hesitated but touched his cock with my lips, just a quick kiss, then pulled back. “Please, I can’t,” I said.
“Fine,” he said, his voice husky. “If you won’t suck, let’s fuck.” I panicked. “No, I’m not ready!” I said, pulling away and trying to run. It was 2 a.m., the rooftop dead silent. He grabbed me from behind, pulling me down onto the cold floor. My panties were still around my ankles, my sweater pushed up, exposing my stomach. He climbed on top of me, his weight pinning me down, and started sucking my 34-size boobs. “Ohhh… Anupam… slow…” I moaned, my nipples hardening in his mouth. He sucked harder, his teeth grazing my skin, making me squirm. “Mmm… fuck…” I gasped, pleasure mixing with the cold.
He yanked my panties off completely, his fingers sliding into my pussy. “Ohhh… shit…” I moaned as he fingered me, his thick fingers stretching me. “Kanchan, your pussy’s so fucking tight,” he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. “Ohhh… faster… fuck me…” I was out of control, my moans loud and desperate. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders, his 10-inch cock pressing against my pussy. I was terrified but so turned on. “Anupam… slow… I’m scared,” I whispered. He looked into my eyes. “I got you, babe,” he said, then pushed.
His cock slid against my pussy but slipped. “Fuck… hold on,” he muttered, trying again. It slipped again. I was getting frustrated. “Goddamn it, can’t you do it right? Go fuck yourself!” I snapped, my voice sharp. That lit a fire in him. He spat on my pussy, lubing it up, and positioned his cock again. With one hard thrust, half his cock slammed into me. “OHHH… FUCK!” I screamed, pain ripping through me, tears streaming down my face. “Slap… slap…” the sound of his cock pounding into me filled the air. He covered my mouth, muffling my screams, and started fucking me slow. “Ohhh… Anupam… slow… ohhh…” I moaned, the pain turning into pleasure.
“Slap… slap… slap…” his cock thrust deeper, stretching my pussy. “Fuck, Kanchan, your pussy’s heaven,” he groaned, his hands squeezing my boobs hard. “Ohhh… fuck me… harder…” I begged, my moans louder. “Mmm… ahhh… ohhh…” I was screaming, my body shaking as he fucked me faster. The cold floor dug into my back, my sweater bunched up under my armpits, my legs trembling on his shoulders. “Slap… slap… slap…” the wet, rhythmic sound of our fucking echoed. “Ohhh… Anupam… I’m gonna… ohhh…” I was close, my pussy clenching around his cock.
Suddenly, my scream must’ve woken my mom. The rooftop light flicked on, and I panicked. “Anupam, stop! Mom!” I gasped, shoving him off. I scrambled to pull up my panties and jeans, my sweater still pushed up. Anupam fumbled with his jeans, zipping up fast. I bolted to the bathroom, heart racing. Inside, I saw blood dripping from my pussy. I was scared shitless, but it stopped eventually. That night changed me. Anupam’s 10-inch cock broke me in, and now I take it like a pro, loving every second of getting fucked hard.
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