01-05-2020, 12:54 AM
New Job, New Ways to Find a Girl
So after the event management company, I joined a computer hardware distributor based at Nehru Place in Delhi. Nehru Place at that time was the biggest computer hardware market in India. The salary was good, so for the first time in my life, I was flush with funds. The management also offered me an advance to make the down payment for a bike. And like all other employees of the organization, I was also accorded a Pentium Computer connected to a 24X7 internet connection of the office.
This was a job, which I loved. All my education and skills gathered in selling parabanking and garments were put in great use. The newer people were no match for the skill and hardwork that I put in the job.
Also, I had no distractions like family or friends, that means till late at night, I used to sit in office finding newer customers and trying my newly acquired liking and zeal for networking over internet, making proposals and chatting in yahoo chatrooms.
Within no time, I was able to connect and create an alumni network of my MBA college, was able to connect to some of the relatives and distant relatives. I had an account on all social networking sites prevelant at that times and I started connected with clients, relatives, friends (err, I had none, only acquaintances), alumni and colleagues in other branches of the company. Sitting on the computer and 24X7 internet connection, my free time was put to good use. I got information which other people in my office were not privy to, that made me kind of a power center in the office.
Also, Yahoo Messenger became a constant companion whenever I was in office. Evenings whenever I had done the networking and all, Yahoo Chatrooms provided nice outlet to my libido. 90% + people with female IDs on yahoo chatrooms were fake in those days (Which I believe is still the norm on Xossip). However by discerning and discretion I was able to have few people in my yahoo messenger whom I genuinely believed to be women. With those I engaged in all sort of chats, family life, routine life, online sex, fantasies, stories and what not. Desibaba and Indiansex4u were launched during those times. Those and chats combined means I had a decent stuff to masterbate on in the office itself.
Few women in these days I met remained my friends for long. One of them was a Rich Brat final year student studying in one of the prestigious colleges in Delhi - Taruna. Through Truth and Dare and other games we played over 3-4 months, we finally decided to talk over phone. Cell Phones were still a luxury and incoming and outgoing rates ranging in 8 Rs a Minute and 12 Rs a minute respectively. And this girl had a cell phone, though it was mostly used as a pager, because her dad had put a limit of Rs. 500/- as limit to per month usage. So it was usually so that I would give her a missed call and she would call back on my office landline after office hours. Our intimacy grew from cyber sex to phone sex.
I kept on pestering her for a real life meeting. And so, finally we decided to meet on a condition that if we don't like each other, she would not meet me any further. And by the time we came to meeting in real, the season in Delhi had changed and it was heavy winters of Mid January in Delhi. I was also done with Sugandha by that time and was a little desperate. And the meeting was fixed for a Saturday afternoon at the newly opened Barista at Green Park in Delhi.
I reached Barista at the appointed time not knowing what was in store for me. And though from her pic, I knew her to be fair and cute girl, but realities are some time different. The girl who met me there was fairer than I thought, more cute that I thought, had juicier lips than I thought less, bustier than I thought, had little less ass than I thought, did not seem to have claimed 5-2 height but she had long hair, reaching almost to her hips, which she had kept open on that particular day and kept on tossing from one side to another in the small meeting of around 30 minutes.
She had come by Auto and I was riding a bike. Despite my cajoling she did not want to sit on the bike and left after the brief meeting. I took it as a signal that the relationship is over. I having nothing better to do that evening came back to office and opened my yahoo messenger. Soon, an IM window popped up on my screens with something written like "I had butterflies in my stomach." And by the time we ended that chat, we both wanted to meet each other again and mating, she was not sure till then.
We once again decided to meet in the same Barista next day at 12PM. Another round of coffee and I invited her to my humble abode consisting of one room, kitchenette and bathroom. She was reluctant and we decided to go and watch a movie in Priya, a renowned cinema hall in Vasant Kunj, Delhi.
Darkness of the movie theater was my turf. From holding hands to licking her fingers, I soon progressed to pressing her tight boobs over the Cardigan she was wearing and then pushing my hand from under her T shirt. I took off my jacket and spread it on my lap and placed her hand on my erect dick under it. After initial reluctance, her hands moved slowly on my tool, for sometime over my Jeans and then bare dick when I opened my Jeans to set it free. I kept on pestering her to come to my place so that we could have full fun and not waste time in the useless movie. During this pestering and her moving her soft hands on my dick, all of a sudden there was intermission.
So here I was sitting in my seat, my jeans open, my dick erect and Jacket spread over it. We smiled at each other and she went out to buy some popcorn and all. As she had often claimed to be a virgin, I was less interested in Popcorns and more interested in popping her cherry.
I still don't comprehend what goes in the mind of a girl and at what time. All the while I was pestering her for coming along to my place and she was refusing and then 10 minutes after intermission was over, she was not only ready to come with me to my place but wanted to go immediately.
On the way back, she hugged me from behind and sat cross-legged on the bike. Her boobs were poking in my back as she held me tight sitting on my backseat. I wasted no time and reaching at my place quickly fumbled the keys and as soon as we entered the house, I started kissing her.
Mmmmm and as I was kissing her, my hands were roaming on her back, and I didnot let her go or think or talk anything. With her lips stuck in mine and one hand is holding the back of her head; while the other was pressing my pelvis in her by pressing he rby the hip of mine.
I took her lower lip is in my teeth. I started pulling her long hair and bending her head backwards while my face went on top of her and I was kissing and biting her lips while she was looking up. I started pushing her back and her back hit the wall, now my hands were free to reach her boobs. I started biting both her lips instead of one and while biting them relentlessly I started squeezing hard on her boobs.
My hands entered from below her T short and started pressing over her bra. Lips still captured in mine, I took out one hand to steady her head. When we both got breathless, I left her for few brief moments, I pulled up her T Shirt and along with her cardigan and undid it by pulling over her head.
And I turned her and pressed her face on the wall, while I went biting on her back. Specially the nape of her neck by lifting her long tresses. Hands were suddenly groping on her Jeans, trying to unsuccessfully pushing it down. While I pressed her using my shoulder and chest, I kept on nibbling at her ears and shoulder blade. The ferocity with which I began the kissing and molesting her was suddenly shifted to milder and romantic manners.
I unhooked her bra and whilst her face was buried in the wall, I kept on licking her back under her long tresses. Her silky hair were on my face and I kept on playing with the same. Whenever I used to come on her upper back or neck or shoulders, I used to caress and squeeze her ample 32B breasts. In between I unbuckled her jeans and though it was very difficult to get her out of the jeans.
I reluctantly let her go and brought her on the bed. The girl looked dazed with excitement at best and sloshed at worst. It was much later I realized that it was very first time she was properly touched or handled by a man in her life, despite her earlier exhortions of her BFs pressing her boobs, I realized they were just for barely 5-10 seconds each time. And by the time I pulled out her jeans her pink panties (yes Baby Pink Panties) were soaking with her juices.
The girl was definitely in heat and I wasted no time in undressing myself. Decided to give oral a skip and I mounted on my bed and between her legs. She was oozing so much juices that no other lubrication was needed. I placed the cock on the opening of her cunt. I pushed in her and she gave a grunt... ummmmmh ... my dick slided in more easily than I had anticipated. Taruna started hugging and kissing me like a mad woman.
With our intermingled bodies we kept on thrusting in each other. The girl was too passionate and had raw power and she had wrapped her legs tightly over my ass whilst her hands were tightly wrapped around my neck.
She was lifting her ass with each stroke of mine and I was stroking deep into her pussy and it continued till I felt the semen rushing towards my tube and I deposited my seed deep into her.
I got up to see the wasted bedsheet which has evidence that her hymen had broken and I had thrown up a lot of sperms.
Taruna and I kept on mating for another 5-6 months atleast once a week and sometimes 3-4 times a week. And in between she became pregnant and we had to get a Medical Termination of Pregnancy using the pills.
So after the event management company, I joined a computer hardware distributor based at Nehru Place in Delhi. Nehru Place at that time was the biggest computer hardware market in India. The salary was good, so for the first time in my life, I was flush with funds. The management also offered me an advance to make the down payment for a bike. And like all other employees of the organization, I was also accorded a Pentium Computer connected to a 24X7 internet connection of the office.
This was a job, which I loved. All my education and skills gathered in selling parabanking and garments were put in great use. The newer people were no match for the skill and hardwork that I put in the job.
Also, I had no distractions like family or friends, that means till late at night, I used to sit in office finding newer customers and trying my newly acquired liking and zeal for networking over internet, making proposals and chatting in yahoo chatrooms.
Within no time, I was able to connect and create an alumni network of my MBA college, was able to connect to some of the relatives and distant relatives. I had an account on all social networking sites prevelant at that times and I started connected with clients, relatives, friends (err, I had none, only acquaintances), alumni and colleagues in other branches of the company. Sitting on the computer and 24X7 internet connection, my free time was put to good use. I got information which other people in my office were not privy to, that made me kind of a power center in the office.
Also, Yahoo Messenger became a constant companion whenever I was in office. Evenings whenever I had done the networking and all, Yahoo Chatrooms provided nice outlet to my libido. 90% + people with female IDs on yahoo chatrooms were fake in those days (Which I believe is still the norm on Xossip). However by discerning and discretion I was able to have few people in my yahoo messenger whom I genuinely believed to be women. With those I engaged in all sort of chats, family life, routine life, online sex, fantasies, stories and what not. Desibaba and Indiansex4u were launched during those times. Those and chats combined means I had a decent stuff to masterbate on in the office itself.
Few women in these days I met remained my friends for long. One of them was a Rich Brat final year student studying in one of the prestigious colleges in Delhi - Taruna. Through Truth and Dare and other games we played over 3-4 months, we finally decided to talk over phone. Cell Phones were still a luxury and incoming and outgoing rates ranging in 8 Rs a Minute and 12 Rs a minute respectively. And this girl had a cell phone, though it was mostly used as a pager, because her dad had put a limit of Rs. 500/- as limit to per month usage. So it was usually so that I would give her a missed call and she would call back on my office landline after office hours. Our intimacy grew from cyber sex to phone sex.
I kept on pestering her for a real life meeting. And so, finally we decided to meet on a condition that if we don't like each other, she would not meet me any further. And by the time we came to meeting in real, the season in Delhi had changed and it was heavy winters of Mid January in Delhi. I was also done with Sugandha by that time and was a little desperate. And the meeting was fixed for a Saturday afternoon at the newly opened Barista at Green Park in Delhi.
I reached Barista at the appointed time not knowing what was in store for me. And though from her pic, I knew her to be fair and cute girl, but realities are some time different. The girl who met me there was fairer than I thought, more cute that I thought, had juicier lips than I thought less, bustier than I thought, had little less ass than I thought, did not seem to have claimed 5-2 height but she had long hair, reaching almost to her hips, which she had kept open on that particular day and kept on tossing from one side to another in the small meeting of around 30 minutes.
She had come by Auto and I was riding a bike. Despite my cajoling she did not want to sit on the bike and left after the brief meeting. I took it as a signal that the relationship is over. I having nothing better to do that evening came back to office and opened my yahoo messenger. Soon, an IM window popped up on my screens with something written like "I had butterflies in my stomach." And by the time we ended that chat, we both wanted to meet each other again and mating, she was not sure till then.
We once again decided to meet in the same Barista next day at 12PM. Another round of coffee and I invited her to my humble abode consisting of one room, kitchenette and bathroom. She was reluctant and we decided to go and watch a movie in Priya, a renowned cinema hall in Vasant Kunj, Delhi.
Darkness of the movie theater was my turf. From holding hands to licking her fingers, I soon progressed to pressing her tight boobs over the Cardigan she was wearing and then pushing my hand from under her T shirt. I took off my jacket and spread it on my lap and placed her hand on my erect dick under it. After initial reluctance, her hands moved slowly on my tool, for sometime over my Jeans and then bare dick when I opened my Jeans to set it free. I kept on pestering her to come to my place so that we could have full fun and not waste time in the useless movie. During this pestering and her moving her soft hands on my dick, all of a sudden there was intermission.
So here I was sitting in my seat, my jeans open, my dick erect and Jacket spread over it. We smiled at each other and she went out to buy some popcorn and all. As she had often claimed to be a virgin, I was less interested in Popcorns and more interested in popping her cherry.
I still don't comprehend what goes in the mind of a girl and at what time. All the while I was pestering her for coming along to my place and she was refusing and then 10 minutes after intermission was over, she was not only ready to come with me to my place but wanted to go immediately.
On the way back, she hugged me from behind and sat cross-legged on the bike. Her boobs were poking in my back as she held me tight sitting on my backseat. I wasted no time and reaching at my place quickly fumbled the keys and as soon as we entered the house, I started kissing her.
Mmmmm and as I was kissing her, my hands were roaming on her back, and I didnot let her go or think or talk anything. With her lips stuck in mine and one hand is holding the back of her head; while the other was pressing my pelvis in her by pressing he rby the hip of mine.
I took her lower lip is in my teeth. I started pulling her long hair and bending her head backwards while my face went on top of her and I was kissing and biting her lips while she was looking up. I started pushing her back and her back hit the wall, now my hands were free to reach her boobs. I started biting both her lips instead of one and while biting them relentlessly I started squeezing hard on her boobs.
My hands entered from below her T short and started pressing over her bra. Lips still captured in mine, I took out one hand to steady her head. When we both got breathless, I left her for few brief moments, I pulled up her T Shirt and along with her cardigan and undid it by pulling over her head.
And I turned her and pressed her face on the wall, while I went biting on her back. Specially the nape of her neck by lifting her long tresses. Hands were suddenly groping on her Jeans, trying to unsuccessfully pushing it down. While I pressed her using my shoulder and chest, I kept on nibbling at her ears and shoulder blade. The ferocity with which I began the kissing and molesting her was suddenly shifted to milder and romantic manners.
I unhooked her bra and whilst her face was buried in the wall, I kept on licking her back under her long tresses. Her silky hair were on my face and I kept on playing with the same. Whenever I used to come on her upper back or neck or shoulders, I used to caress and squeeze her ample 32B breasts. In between I unbuckled her jeans and though it was very difficult to get her out of the jeans.
I reluctantly let her go and brought her on the bed. The girl looked dazed with excitement at best and sloshed at worst. It was much later I realized that it was very first time she was properly touched or handled by a man in her life, despite her earlier exhortions of her BFs pressing her boobs, I realized they were just for barely 5-10 seconds each time. And by the time I pulled out her jeans her pink panties (yes Baby Pink Panties) were soaking with her juices.
The girl was definitely in heat and I wasted no time in undressing myself. Decided to give oral a skip and I mounted on my bed and between her legs. She was oozing so much juices that no other lubrication was needed. I placed the cock on the opening of her cunt. I pushed in her and she gave a grunt... ummmmmh ... my dick slided in more easily than I had anticipated. Taruna started hugging and kissing me like a mad woman.
With our intermingled bodies we kept on thrusting in each other. The girl was too passionate and had raw power and she had wrapped her legs tightly over my ass whilst her hands were tightly wrapped around my neck.
She was lifting her ass with each stroke of mine and I was stroking deep into her pussy and it continued till I felt the semen rushing towards my tube and I deposited my seed deep into her.
I got up to see the wasted bedsheet which has evidence that her hymen had broken and I had thrown up a lot of sperms.
Taruna and I kept on mating for another 5-6 months atleast once a week and sometimes 3-4 times a week. And in between she became pregnant and we had to get a Medical Termination of Pregnancy using the pills.
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