Adultery From Demure wife to sex toy by Junior colleague

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My name is Sweetie (name changed for privacy concerns). I was born and brought up in Visakhapatnam. Thanks to my family genes, I got a fair complexion, as on both my parents' sides, most of them are fair in complexion. I am a middle child with one elder and one younger brother. My parents were a little strict on me, as I am a girl. Though my two brothers were in co-ed college, my parents joined me in St. Joseph's girl’s college. 

Even they joined me for tuition conducted by lady teachers from the same college, as they teach only girls.

As in every friend’s group, there will be one shameless extravert friend who experiences everything way before you. In my friend’s circle, we also have one friend, Chinnu (name changed for privacy concerns).

 

She used to entertain us by telling the stories of her elder sister dirty talking to her brother-in-law (months before their wedding) over the land line and how she witnessed neighbour’s love making at night through an open window, blood marks on the bedsheet after her sister’s first night at her home, and her first kiss with her locality boy. Still, there are so many stories about her, which I may tell in different threads one day.

When the first time she explained about sex, we were like, “Chee, it is too dirty”,  “I don’t allow my future husband to do it”,  “how come they put that tiny Dondakaya (Iye gourd) into our body” , “ I don’t even get married to do this stuff”...etc.

As the days passed, we eventually learned a lot about sex and started liking the idea of that same Dondakaya becoming big and rock hard before penetrating into our tiny love-making hole to give us pleasure…

After I have completed 10th class with good marks, as my bad luck, my parents decided to join me in Intermediate (11th and 12th in Telugu states) and then B.com in girl’s college only. 

But Chinnu joined Co-ed College for intermediate, and of course she had a lot of fun. She made a boyfriend at that time and used to skip college and go to movies and parks. She sometimes visited my home whenever she got time to tell about her adventures, like smooching, allowing her boyfriend to press her boobs in darkness in theater, her first experience of her boyfriend touching her inner thighs, and how she stopped him from trying to touch her pussy under her clothes while smooching…. etc.

Whenever she tells her stories, I used to get wet in my panties and for a couple of weeks, I fantasized about being in her place while this hot stuff happened. Which eventually led me to read romantic novels.

I always get jealous of my classmates in intermediate when they are dropped off or picked up by their boyfriends. 

 

Once I have joined the intermediate college which is just 2 streets away from my home even my elder brother’s attitude towards me got changed. Everyone in my home used to restrict and watch what I was doing and whom I was talking to. Either my mom or brothers used to accompany me whenever I went out, even to a nearby book store or grocery store. 

Whenever any boy tried to reach me, either my elder brother or his friends used to beat them up. So my college days were boring chapters of my life.

 

In the Next chapter I will tell you guys about Chinnu’s more adventures in B.com and how I have witnessed her acts.