26-08-2020, 05:13 PM
Before you start getting your hands and fingers into ‘action’, I would take a bit of your precious time to introduce myself to all of you.
UrbanGuy, I am basically from the city of joy Kolkata. Aged 27 as on August 2018, I have been a regular on ISS.
And honestly, I have often been disappointed with its content and quality. After years of dilemma, I decided to pen down what are all, my own real-life experiences. Things which are fantasies to others but happened to me in real.
Born and brought up in Kolkata for the most part of my life, my job profile now takes me to places, nowadays, mostly within India.
I have been collegeed and graduated from a reputed college, all in Kolkata. And have already been to most part India after I started my corporate slave life. And in this journey of 27 years, I have had everything that would trigger your darkest fantasies – from girlfriends to ex-gfs, from friends to fuckbuddies, from Facebook to Tinder and many more.
These are stories which are not fragment of imagination but true events of my own life.
Welcome to the best part of your reading life. I, the UrbanGuy would take you on a roller coaster ride with incidents and events that would shake you till your hormones.
So here it is, I would try to post one story/true-life incident of my life at least once a week. The stories would go by the title UrbanGuy for making it easier for you all to find my write-ups.
As I am constantly emphasizing on the fact that all the stories were real-life events/incidents, I would sometimes, if not always change the name of the protagonists and the characters. The locations, the places would be more or less 98% the same, even the dates and their professions.
So, put on your hands and fingers to good use and let me take you to the real world where the shits get real.
This incident happened in July 2018. I was, rather still am in a relationship with Shreya.
Shreya just got admitted to her Ph.D. in Psychology and moved to Bangalore. Shreya was a typical bong girl – independent, smart, hot, sexy in a saree and way more intelligent. She loves her food and her books. She was the gold medallist of her university and the best in her field.
Shreya had that typical Bengali voluptuousness to her. Standing at 5’1″ ft, she weighed 52 kg with 33-28-36. She was damn curvaceous. And she knows how to satisfy her man way before she even turned 26.
We were at the same college and it was just before our 12th board exams when we got into a relationship. It has been 8 long years now that we are together.
So, after completing my graduation, I got placed with an MNC and Shreya continued her academics in Kolkata. I soon had to shift to Mumbai and then stated my voyeur life as I was appointed the regional marketing analysist of my firm.
4 years went by like this and finally, Shreya cracked the entrance test of one of the toughest exams in India and the most highly regarded institute of India for Psychology, Nimhans.
This would be the first time ever Shreya would leave her parents and Kolkata and move out and stay all by herself. This, on the other hand, did make us happy as we could now often meet up.
On 3rd June 2018, Shreya shifted to Bangalore. It took her a week to settle down as everything was new for her. The people, the place, the food, the room and everything visible.
Shreya was given a bungalow as was the rule of the institution to provide all high-class facilities to their Ph.D. scholars. There were a total of 8 girls including Shreya in the bungalow with two sharing a room. Shreya’s roommate was from Delhi. Her name was Rishika.
Slowly things settled down for Shreya. She made friends with all the girls and even people from other departments.
It was on the 21st of June when she met this guy called Srivasth, a second-year Ph.D. scholar from Tamil Nadu. Nimhans had organized a freshers party.
Shreya had called me late that night as the party got over at around 12:20 am, telling me how this guy was hitting on her and that she didn’t mind as he was sort of good looking and handsome. He even asked her for dance and that she obliged as he was gentle and her senior in the Dept.
UrbanGuy, I am basically from the city of joy Kolkata. Aged 27 as on August 2018, I have been a regular on ISS.
And honestly, I have often been disappointed with its content and quality. After years of dilemma, I decided to pen down what are all, my own real-life experiences. Things which are fantasies to others but happened to me in real.
Born and brought up in Kolkata for the most part of my life, my job profile now takes me to places, nowadays, mostly within India.
I have been collegeed and graduated from a reputed college, all in Kolkata. And have already been to most part India after I started my corporate slave life. And in this journey of 27 years, I have had everything that would trigger your darkest fantasies – from girlfriends to ex-gfs, from friends to fuckbuddies, from Facebook to Tinder and many more.
These are stories which are not fragment of imagination but true events of my own life.
Welcome to the best part of your reading life. I, the UrbanGuy would take you on a roller coaster ride with incidents and events that would shake you till your hormones.
So here it is, I would try to post one story/true-life incident of my life at least once a week. The stories would go by the title UrbanGuy for making it easier for you all to find my write-ups.
As I am constantly emphasizing on the fact that all the stories were real-life events/incidents, I would sometimes, if not always change the name of the protagonists and the characters. The locations, the places would be more or less 98% the same, even the dates and their professions.
So, put on your hands and fingers to good use and let me take you to the real world where the shits get real.
This incident happened in July 2018. I was, rather still am in a relationship with Shreya.
Shreya just got admitted to her Ph.D. in Psychology and moved to Bangalore. Shreya was a typical bong girl – independent, smart, hot, sexy in a saree and way more intelligent. She loves her food and her books. She was the gold medallist of her university and the best in her field.
Shreya had that typical Bengali voluptuousness to her. Standing at 5’1″ ft, she weighed 52 kg with 33-28-36. She was damn curvaceous. And she knows how to satisfy her man way before she even turned 26.
We were at the same college and it was just before our 12th board exams when we got into a relationship. It has been 8 long years now that we are together.
So, after completing my graduation, I got placed with an MNC and Shreya continued her academics in Kolkata. I soon had to shift to Mumbai and then stated my voyeur life as I was appointed the regional marketing analysist of my firm.
4 years went by like this and finally, Shreya cracked the entrance test of one of the toughest exams in India and the most highly regarded institute of India for Psychology, Nimhans.
This would be the first time ever Shreya would leave her parents and Kolkata and move out and stay all by herself. This, on the other hand, did make us happy as we could now often meet up.
On 3rd June 2018, Shreya shifted to Bangalore. It took her a week to settle down as everything was new for her. The people, the place, the food, the room and everything visible.
Shreya was given a bungalow as was the rule of the institution to provide all high-class facilities to their Ph.D. scholars. There were a total of 8 girls including Shreya in the bungalow with two sharing a room. Shreya’s roommate was from Delhi. Her name was Rishika.
Slowly things settled down for Shreya. She made friends with all the girls and even people from other departments.
It was on the 21st of June when she met this guy called Srivasth, a second-year Ph.D. scholar from Tamil Nadu. Nimhans had organized a freshers party.
Shreya had called me late that night as the party got over at around 12:20 am, telling me how this guy was hitting on her and that she didn’t mind as he was sort of good looking and handsome. He even asked her for dance and that she obliged as he was gentle and her senior in the Dept.
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