Hello friends, I’m Mohit, an 18-year-old guy from Kanpur. I study in a private college where the education is top-notch. I’m an average-looking dude, not too smart in looks, with curly hair and a simple vibe—usually in a t-shirt and jeans. But when it comes to studies, I’m a total rockstar. Today, I’m here to share the wildest fuck story of my life, one that turned my world upside down.
In my college, there are tons of hot chicks. Their tight dresses showing off their juicy tits and swaying asses make my dick stand up every time. But I know those girls usually chase after rich, handsome guys. Since I’m a stud in studies, some girls talk to me for notes or help with assignments. In my life, I’ve only fucked one girl before this. Her name was Riya, my neighbor. She was fair, tall, with big, round boobs that bounced in her tops and an ass so fine it could make anyone’s dick salute. She was good at studies too, so we got close.
Slowly, our friendship turned into something more. One day, I gathered the guts to propose to her, and she said yes. A few days later, I got the chance to fuck her brains out. Her pussy was so tight, my dick slid in and out, making her moan like crazy, “Ohh… Mohit… fuck me… harder…” I pounded her for days, but then we started fighting over small shit, and soon we broke up. After the breakup, I was down, and for a while, no other chick came into my life.
When I joined intermediate, I met Priyanshi, the principal’s daughter, in my class. Damn, she was 18 and a total bombshell. Fair skin, a cute small face, big doe-like eyes, and juicy red lips that begged to be kissed. Her tits, probably 34D, looked massive in her tight tops, with her nipples poking through. Her round ass swayed when she walked, and I’d fantasize about fucking her senseless. Since I was good at studies, she’d talk to me. Sometimes, she’d sit next to me, and I’d purposely shake my leg so it’d brush against her thigh. She’d laugh and say, “Mohit, why do you keep moving your leg? It’s such a dirty habit!” In my head, I was like, “Baby, I’m just dying to fuck you.”
One day, I teased her, “Priyanshi, got a boyfriend?” She giggled, “Yeah, you’re my BF!” I was shocked, “When did I become your boyfriend?” She laughed harder, “Arre, BF means best friend, not boyfriend!” We cracked up together. Slowly, we got closer. If we didn’t talk for a day, it felt like the day was wasted. Other guys in class were jealous, wondering how I got so tight with the principal’s daughter.
One day, Priyanshi didn’t talk to me in class. After college, I asked, “What’s wrong? Why so quiet?” She looked upset and said, “Some stupid teacher told my dad we’re hooking up. Dad told me to stop talking to you. I explained you’re just a friend and good at studies, but he didn’t listen.” I suggested, “No worries, take my number. Call me whenever you want.” She saved my number, and from that day, we started chatting on the phone.
Our talks soon turned dirty. She’d tease me about sex, and I’d reply with filthier stuff. One night, I got bold and proposed to her over the phone. She instantly said yes and admitted, “Mohit, I’ve liked you for so long but thought you might like someone else.” I laughed, “I was scared you’d be into some other guy. I’m not that hot, so I hesitated. But I had to tell you what’s in my heart.”
The next day at college, we sneaked into the bathroom. I grabbed her and started kissing her juicy lips. Her breath was hot, and I squeezed her soft tits through her tight top. Her nipples were hard, poking through her bra. I groped her boobs, and she moaned softly, “Mmm… Mohit… ohh…” We made out for a bit before rushing back to class.
A few days later, she called and asked, “Mohit, don’t you wanna do more?” I said, “Fuck, my dick’s dying to do everything, but where’s the place?” She told me, “My friend Neha lives alone. Her mom’s gone, and her dad leaves for work in the morning. We can meet there.” I asked, “You sure she’s cool with it?” She smirked, “I already talked to her. Tomorrow, I’ll skip college and tell my parents I’m at Neha’s. They know her family, so no issues.”
The next day, I reached Neha’s place. Priyanshi was already there, looking fucking hot in a tight blue top and jeans that hugged her curves. Neha, who was also a sexy chick, welcomed me. Her house was big and fancy. After some chit-chat, Neha said, “You guys go to my room. I’ll be in the kitchen.” Priyanshi and I went to the bedroom and sat on the bed. Her tits looked ready to pop out of her top, and her ass was killing me in those jeans.
We talked for a bit, then I grabbed her hand and started kissing her soft, fair fingers. My lips moved to her neck, nibbling and sucking gently. She moaned, “Ohh… Mohit… what are you doing…” I kissed her lips, sucking her lower lip hard. Her tongue met mine, and we were lost in a wild, sloppy kiss. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my dick rock hard. I slid my hand under her top, feeling her lacy blue bra. I squeezed her boobs, and she gasped, “Mmm… Mohit… harder…”
I pulled her top up and pushed her bra down, revealing her pink, perky nipples. I sucked one while pinching the other, and she moaned louder, “Ohh… fuck… Mohit… suck my tits…” Her hands were in my hair, pulling me closer. I bit her nipple lightly, and she squirmed, “Ahh… yes… keep going…”
After a while, I unbuttoned her jeans and slid her panties down. Her pussy was wet and glistening. I rubbed her clit, and she shivered, “Mohit… please… do something…” I slipped two fingers inside her tight pussy, moving them in and out. She was dripping, moaning, “Ohh… fuck… faster…” I fingered her harder, and her pussy juice coated my hand.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I stripped off my clothes, my 7-inch dick standing tall. I laid her on the bed, spread her legs, and positioned my dick at her pussy’s entrance. She whispered, “Mohit… go slow… it hurts…” I spit on her pussy to lube it up and slowly pushed my dick in. Her tight pussy gripped me, and she winced, “Ahh… it’s big…” I moved slowly, letting her adjust, then started thrusting harder.
Her moans filled the room, “Ohh… ahh… Mohit… fuck me… harder…” I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and pounded her deep. The bed creaked, and the sound of my dick slamming into her wet pussy echoed—slap… slap… slap… She matched my thrusts, lifting her ass, “Mmm… fuck… Mohit… rip my pussy apart…” Her dirty talk drove me wild. I grabbed her tits, squeezing them as I fucked her harder. She screamed, “Ahh… ohh… fuck… Mohit… my pussy’s gonna burst…”
I felt my balls tighten and pulled out just in time, jerking my dick until I shot my load all over her stomach. I collapsed, panting, but Priyanshi wasn’t done. She pouted, “Mohit, I’m still horny. Lick my pussy…” I ripped off her bra and sucked her tits again, biting her nipples until she squirmed, “Ohh… fuck… eat my boobs…” I slid my hand down to her pussy, fingering her while sucking her tits. She was rubbing her clit, moaning, “Mmm… Mohit… don’t stop…”
I spread her legs wide and buried my face in her pussy. My tongue flicked her clit, and she screamed, “Ohh… fuck… Mohit… lick my pussy…” I sucked her clit hard, sliding my tongue inside her. She grabbed my head, grinding her pussy against my face, “Ahh… yes… eat me… ohh…” I nibbled her clit, and she went crazy, “Fuck… Mohit… I’m gonna cum…” Her pussy gushed, and I lapped up every drop.
My dick was hard again, and Priyanshi begged, “Fuck me again…” I flipped her over, put her on all fours, and slammed my dick into her pussy from behind. She screamed, “Ohh… fuck… Mohit… destroy my pussy…” I fucked her hard, our bodies slapping together—thap… thap… thap… She moaned, “Ahh… ohh… yes… harder… fuck me…” After a wild round, we both collapsed, exhausted.
When we stepped out of the room, Neha was nowhere to be seen. We found her in the kitchen, fingering her pussy, probably turned on by our loud fucking.
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