Sexual intimacy with my school friend, Hari – Part 1

Sexual intimacy with my school friend, Hari – Part 1
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Submit Report My name is Geetha Joseph. I am currently residing in Canada with my husband, Thomas. We got married in 2021 and last year, I gave birth to a baby boy. We belong to a Syrian-Catholic family from Kerala. The incident I am going to narrate here happened before my marriage when I was doing MBBS at Father Muller in Mangalore. I am 4 feet 8 inch and have 34C breasts. My areolas are quite big and have dark nipples to compliment my figure. I always shave my armpits. My waist was 34 back then. For a short girl, my breasts were enormous and most of the boys in my class used to stare at them when I wore tight tops. I was in love with Safi Mohammed at the time. Safi was my college-time lover. We fell in love when I was doing my 2nd year in college. He moved to Delhi after college as he got admission in an engineering university in Delhi. He was from Uttar Pradesh. Due to long distance relationships, we were never involved physically. To be frank, I was sex starved and craved for it during ovulation time. I had a school friend, Hari, with whom I used to do sex chat for fun. I often masturbate thinking of him. He too had once confessed that he too does masturbate thinking of me. He was working for Accenture back then in Chennai. One day, Hari messaged me saying he is coming to Mangalore for a week and asked me to be free for that week. I was excited to meet him after 5 years. He reached Mangalore on June 15, 2016 and the next day was his birthday. He checked into Veenu International Hotel after reaching Mangalore and planned to meet for lunch. I wore a sleeveless low neck kurti and a skirt till my knees. Underneath I just wore a bra and no panty. As it was summer, it was extremely hot, and panty would make my pussy sweat a lot and also, I wanted to show some flesh to him. Hence, I chose such an outfit. Hari reached the restaurant on time. He was excited seeing me in my outfit. He was scanning my breasts, and I was showing my cleavage to tease him more. After having food, we decided to go for a movie. During the movie time, Hari advanced his hands on my shoulder and then started inserting his hands inside my Kurti and pulled down my bra. I was in shock but he didn’t care to check. He was slowly pinching my nipples and kneading them. Tears came out of my eyes and at the same time his actions turned me on. He played with my breasts till the movie ended. I was wet inside and was leaking down. After the movie got over, I got up and my vaginal fluid was flowing down through my legs. He saw that. I said I wanted to use the restroom and asked him to wait outside the movie theatre. He understood that I was not wearing any panties. I scolded him after coming out and said I don’t want to talk to him anymore. He said sorry and pleaded with me saying he doesn’t want to lose my friendship. I forgave him and we decided to roam Mangalore city. We didn’t check the time and were inside the forum mall. It became dark outside, and we were busy shopping. He bought me some clothes, most of them shorts and tight sleeveless t-shirts. Then we decided to have our dinner, we walked outside the mall and to our shock, it was 9:30 already. After having food, the time crossed 10 pm. I couldn’t return to hostel at that point. He said that I could stay with him that night. He said his room had a couch and a bed. He would sleep on the couch while I slept on the bed. I trusted his good intentions and agreed. After reaching his hotel room, I came to realize that I didn’t carry any clothes with me. He said to wear the t-shirts and shorts we bought that day. I said ok, but I didn’t have any spare bra. I decided to wear the t-shirt and shorts without any undergarments. I walked to the bathroom to take a hot shower. After the shower, I wore the t-shirt and shorts we bought and looked at the mirror. My nipples were clearly visible as it was light clothing and white in color. The shorts were hugging tightly to my ass crack. I came out of the bathroom and Hari was amazed to see me in the outfit. He complimented me for my stunning look. He was scanning my tits and left for the bathroom for a shower. He came back wearing shorts and showing his chest. By the looks, it was clear that he was not wearing any underwear. He turned off the lights and started sleeping on the couch. I could see him struggling to sleep on the couch and invited him to sleep on the bed. He lied next to me and after some time, he removed his shorts. He slowly put his hand through my t-shirt and was feeling my breasts. He was pretending to be asleep and was acting out of consciousness. My nipples became erect as he continued fondling them to make my pussy wet. I couldn’t take it anymore. I slowly guided his hands to my pussy. He started fingering me. In between, he would stop and rub the pussy to splash the vaginal fluid. This continued for 10 minutes. Finally, I gave up and started giving him a blowjob. He opened his eyes and came near me and started to kiss me. He was biting my lips and playing with my breasts. He pushed me down onto the bed and started kissing my neck. His hands found their way down my body, tracing the curves of my waist and finally resting on the plump mounds of my 34C breasts. He pinched my dark, pebbled nipples gently, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. The sensation shot straight to my core, making my pussy throb with need. His other hand slipped into the band of my shorts, feeling the dampness that had accumulated from my arousal. His finger slid into my folds, coating itself with my juices. He brought it to his nose and took a deep breath, a low growl escaping his throat. “You smell so good, Geetha,” Hari said. He kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his hand continued to play with my breasts. His thumb circled my erect nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I moaned softly, arching my back to press myself closer to him. The feeling of his hard cock against my thigh was driving me wild. He was thick and long, the head of his penis poking out of his open fly, begging for attention. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him, feeling the warmth and weight of him in my palm. “Oh, Hari,” I whispered, stroking him gently. “You feel so good.” He groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as I began to work him with more vigor. His cock was hot and hard in my hand, and the precum that leaked from his slit made my palm slick. He kissed me harder, his tongue invading my mouth as if he wanted to claim me fully. His hand traveled down my body again, finding the wetness between my legs. He pushed my shorts aside and began to rub my clit in slow, deliberate circles. The pressure built within me, and I found myself rocking my hips against his hand, silently begging for more. “You’re so wet,” he said. “So fucking wet for me.” His voice was gruff, sending shivers down my spine. He slid a finger inside me, my pussy welcoming the intrusion with a slick embrace. I gasped, my eyes rolling back as he began to pump in and out of me, curling his finger to hit my G-spot with every stroke. My walls clenched around him, desperate for more. He added another finger, stretching me, preparing me for what was to come. The sensation was overwhelming, my body responding to his every touch like it had been programmed to do so. “Please,” I whimpered, my voice barely audible. “I need you inside me.” Hari’s eyes darkened with lust as he positioned himself between my legs. He leaned down and kissed me, his tongue delving into my mouth as he slid his fingers out of me. He reached down and lined up the tip of his cock with my dripping entrance, his shaft glistening with my arousal. With a gentle push, he entered me, filling me up completely. I moaned into his mouth as he stretched me, the feeling of fullness making me feel complete. He paused for a moment, giving my body time to adjust to his size before he began to move. He started with slow, deep strokes, his pelvis grinding against my clit with every thrust. The friction was exquisite, and I could feel the tension building within me. His cock slid in and out of my wet pussy, hitting that sweet spot inside that made me see stars. His abs flexed with every movement, and his chest muscles rippled as he took his time, savoring every moment of our union. My hips began to rise to meet his, eager to take him deeper. “Fuck me harder,” I begged. Hari complied, his rhythm increasing until he was pounding into me with an intensity that made the bed shake. I could feel my orgasm approaching, my walls tightening around his cock. He groaned, his own desire evident in every flex of his muscles and the way his eyes rolled back in his head. “Oh, fuck, Geetha,” he grunted. “You’re so tight.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into me. His cock felt like it was made for my pussy, hitting all the right spots. His strokes grew more powerful, more demanding, and I could feel my climax building, my muscles tightening around him. My moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of our passionate encounter. “I’m going to cum,” I gasped. My legs tightened around him, my heels digging into his firm ass as I urged him deeper. Hari’s breath was hot and ragged in my ear, his hips moving in a frantic rhythm as he drove himself closer to the edge. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with need. “I want to feel you cum around my cock.” I could feel the tension coiling in my stomach, my toes curling with the force of my impending orgasm. Hari’s thrusts grew more erratic, his breaths coming in short gasps. His hand found its way to my clit, and he began to rub it in fast, tight circles, his thumb pressing down on the swollen nub with just the right amount of pressure. The sensation was unbearable, and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. “I’m going to cum,” I screamed. My body was on fire, my pussy contracting around Hari’s thick, invading cock. His thumb worked my clit like a master sculptor, shaping my pleasure into something exquisite and unbearable. He thrust into me one final time, and I shattered, my orgasm ripping through me like a storm. My toes curled, and my nails dug into his back as I came hard, my juices soaking the bed beneath us. “Oh, fuck!” I screamed. My body was trembling with pleasure as Hari’s cock filled me completely, his thick shaft stretching my pussy walls. His strokes grew more frenzied, his hips slamming into me with an intensity that made the bed shake beneath us. I could feel him swell even larger inside me, his cock pulsing with the promise of his release. “I’m going to cum,” Hari grunted, his voice strained. I felt him swell even more inside me, his cock pulsing with the force of his climax. His movements grew erratic, his hips bucking wildly as he claimed my pussy with everything he had. He buried his face in my neck, his breaths hot and uneven as he held back his release. “Cum inside me,” I urged him. “I want to feel you fill me up.” Hari’s eyes snapped open, and he stared down at me with a wild, almost feral expression. He pushed into me one last time, his cock reaching its peak, and then he let go, releasing his hot seed deep within me. The sensation of his cum spurting into my womb sent me over the edge again, my body convulsing with a second, more powerful orgasm. His cock pulsed within me, sending wave after wave of pleasure through my body. “Oh, Geetha,” he groaned, collapsing onto me. “That was… incredible.”