How I Became A Slut From A Shy Girl – Part 1
Girlfriend
Submit Report Hi all, my name is Asmita. I stay in Mumbai and the story which I am about to tell is true which happened during my college days. First, let me tell you about me. I am a girl who looks like a doll fell in milk. I have light brown hairs and a good figure but what makes it even more interesting is my boobs! My figure is 32-28-30. I live with my parents and a small brother. During school days, I used to be a shy girl who never talks too much with boys or even girls. But I had my best friend whose name was Sneha. She was the world to me at school.Very often, she use to tell me about boys, how they look and all the other stuff. After the board exams were over, she told me that she had a boyfriend whom she met during the exams and started seeing each other after it. She used to tell me all the things which they did like kissing, he pressing her boobs etc. I use to hear her very carefully and would imagine it. Days passed. The result was out. We both passed with good percentage and was ready for college. I still don’t know whether it was good luck or bad luck, but we didn’t get to the same college. She got admission in a nearby college and I got into a college which was 7 local stations away. But still I went there and my life was going well until I met this guy named Sakib Shaikh. He was tall, dark, not well-built but was fine. He used to stay just 500 meters away from the college. I met him during the practical exams and there we chatted a little. Then it progressed to our phones and we started chatting all night long. He was a nice guy but devilish and naughty in nature. Sometimes he used to talk naughty things and I also used to get involved and encourage him to talk more. This went for a couple of months until one day he called me to meet him in a park. I dressed well in top and jeans and went to meet him. I reached there and asked him why he wanted me to meet him here. He said that he wanted to tell something important to me. I said, “yes tell, Sakib” Then after a long silence, he said “Asmita, I love you” I was shocked to hear that from him because even though I had some feelings for him, he was more like a best friend to me. I said, “dekho Sakib. Main tumhe mera friend manti hu” Before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted, “Asmita tu muje abhi jawab mat de, tu tera time le soch air fir jawab de muje,aur abhi kuch mat bol” Then he took me to McD and said, “Aaj special din hai isliye me tuje treat de raha hu” I said ok and that whole day we didn’t attend the college and was wandering in the park. Later I came home, kept my bag, went to my room, kept thinking about Sakib and what we did the whole day. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. Next day I wore a sleeveless top and a shirt on it and tight skinny jeans and went to the college. I didn’t know what was happening to me. In the lunch break, I called Sakib and told him that I wanted to meet him. He suggested that we should meet at the park. I bunked my lecture and went to the park. I removed my shirt and kept it in my bag and sat on a bench. After 5 minutes, he came and asked me what happened and why I called him? Before he could say anything, I got up and hugged him and said, “I love you too Sakib.” He also wrapped his hands around me and said, “I love you too, Asmita.” Then we separated from each other and I said, “Sakib, you mean the world to me and I can do anything for you. I want to live my rest of the life with you” and I kissed him for about a minute. That day too we bunked the remaining lectures and just stayed in the park. When it was late, I told him that I have to go and will meet him the next day. Six months passed like that and our relationship was going well until one day he texted me saying that there was no one at his place and he wanted me to come to his place. He also said that I should wear the sleeveless top and the skinny jeans. I replied him, okay. I wore the sleeveless top and over it, I wore a simple top and left home. In the middle, I went to Dominos which was not far away from his place. I went to the washroom removed my simple top and also bought a pizza as he loves pizza and then went to his building. At the gate, the watchman stopped me and asked where I was going? He was looking at me from top to the bottom and staring at my breasts. I ignored his stares and told him that I was going to Sakib’s flat. By that time, Sakib came down and told the watchman that I was his friend came for some college work. While I was walking with Sakib, I turned and saw that the watchman was still looking at my ass and was scratching his private area. We entered the elevator and there itself Sakib started kissing me and started pressing my boobs. I told him that it’s not safe. We reached his floor and entered his room. He locked the door and asked, so how is my home? I said it is awesome. “After our marriage, you have to live here”, he said. I felt shy and hugged him. I asked him where was the kitchen. He guided me to the kitchen. I served the pizza to him. Then I asked him why he called me to his home and that to in this dress. He didn’t anything but stared kissing me. I too started responding to his kisses. We kissed each other for nearly 10 minutes. Then he lifted me and took me to the bedroom and placed me on the bed. He came over me and again started to kiss. But this time, while kissing, he pressed my boobs as hard as possible and I moaned even while kissing. He stopped and removed his t-shirt. I asked him what he was up to? He said that he wanted to have our suhagraat. I moved him aside and said that it was wrong and should be done only after the marriage. Hearing this, he sat on the corner of the bed facing his back to me. I understood he was upset. I hugged him from behind but he stood up.