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Next update coming soon.

If readers can tell which aspects of the story need more elaboration, I would do that.

It can be

- More descriptions of the how I attracted/ influenced girls
- More descriptions of how I clinched my first fuck
- More descriptions of mating

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Post 31 - Vanshika - Words are not Necessary

If there was a reward for fucking maximum number of girls in a short span of time, I am sure I would have comfortably participated in it.

The book that I read in my 2nd year of graduation had a significant impact on my psyche. Unfortunately for me, I don't remember it's exact complete name or author's name, so have not been able to find it again.

My atrocious, shocking and wicked behavior towards women stemmed from that. I had a very high libido coupled with bold nature even before reading that book and that book just honed my basic skills in mating even further. And when I got results from Shailja, Sonam and Deepshikha who loved my monstrous ways and disgraceful acts to them, the lessons that I learnt from it became biblical to me.

The book had told me that the sooner you realize girls are abundant, the sooner you will get plenty of girls. After Monika Ma'am, I ceased wasting time on any of the girls, if I was not able to get the girl in bed in couple of dates, I left following them. Yes, I tried on many many girls. All my advances were teasing and suggestive of sex. What I could not master at that time was timing these advances. But as they say, practise makes a man perfect, those lessons have stayed with me and have got me many pussies. Sometimes I wish I had kept that book because even I don't remember all lessons that it had to teach me.

One of the few teachings that has always lasted with me is - Girls would rather share a successful man... Than to have a faithful loser for themselves. And my sexperiences told me that. Though Deepshikha and Monika Ma'am both tried to monoplize sex with me, they both failed. What attracted Shailja and Sonam and even to a lot of extent Deepshikha towards me was me already having multiple girls. So, it was almost "let girls chase you rather than you chasing the girls." Some of my qualities which made me vain and desirable were

- I earned well by any standards.
- I looked goof by all standards.
- I stayed alone.
- I had a moped.
- I had two gold medals in sports.
- I was good at studies
- I had confidence of a fool and I berated boys my age as being inexperienced and under confident
- I picked enough fights and tried on enough girls for some to fall for me. (Though the ratio was dismal but sheer number of girls I fucked... wow)

In this backdrop entered Vanshika, a final year student, who was once a close friend of Sanjana and who was also there in University Level Youth Festival in Group Dance when I and Sanjana had a public spat. But this time around only the play and group dance was selected for University Level Youth Festival from our college.

We started very early in the morning, and in the initial one hour on way to University, there was a lot of hulla gulla in the bus, which subsided when students started snoozing. The bus had a seating capacity of over 40 people, but we were barely 17 odd people including Monika Ma'am, who had publically started maintaining distance since Deepshikha so confidently stated that I was fucking Monika Ma'am.

The time was December 1st week and it starts getting cold in North India by that time. Few students were carrying a shawl or a dohar, while I was not carrying any. I was sitting near one window seat, all alone, somewhat drowsy, when a girl covered my legs with a shawl. She was Vanshika. I looked at her with drooping eyes and she sat beside me sharing the same shawl.

When the bus stopped in another hour for refreshments and tea, this dawned on me that this girl could be potential fuck. I had developed a vice for smoking and when we returned to the bus and she sat beside me she complained of bad smell. I asked her to sit someplace else.

She looked at me and asked - "Tum kisi ki izzat nahi karte na" (You don't respect anyone?)
I retorted - what it has to do with respect, I have my choice in smoking and you can sit anywhere.
She tried to increase the stakes by provoking - "Ladki ko na izzat chahiye hoti hai" (Girls needs respect)
I gleefully said - "Ladkiyo ko kya chahiye hota hai, mujhe pata hai" (What girls need, I know better)
She quite disgustingly - "Nahi pata tumhe kuch," (No you don't know anything)
I smiled and kept silent

Silence forced Vanshika to speak - "Agar tumne Sanjana ki izzat ki hoti to wo abhi bhi tumhari girlfriend hoti" (Had you respected Sanjana, she would still be your girlfriend)
I kept my silence

She again spoke - "Tumne sabke saamne uski beizzati kar di" (You ridicluded her in front of everyone)
I found my most vulgar smile and in small measured words asked - "To usse duniya ke saamne izzat chahiye thi aur akele mein Chhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuddddddddaaaaaaaaaayiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" (So she wanted respect in front of world and in private she wanted to fuck with abandon)

She was not expecting such response and she turned her face other side. I could sense she had smiled.

I held her hand but she wrestled it free.

I let it be and we talked a bit about a lot of other things. Her group dance was ousted on first day while our play was on 3rd day. All girls and Monika Ma'am thus left early morning next day. Thus our scene shifted back to our college.

It suddenly turned cold in December 1994, to such an extent that Delhi recorded Multiple year law temperature of 4 Degrees that year. In our city of Haryana it must have been a notch or two lower. North Indians are accustomed to these temperatures for a couple of weeks, but sudden lowering meant that attendance in college was thin. One such morning around 9AM, I caught hold of her in canteen sipping tea. During that time, I used to college canteen to have my breakfast, as I found cooking at home cumbersome in such cold weather. On coming to know that her teacher has not come and thus had a free hour, I almost pressurized her to come with me to my room as her teacher had not come.

Wait, I have not explained how Vanshika looked. Quite average looking, she was a healthy female of 5-3 height. Had ample boobs and bums and mid length hair. Not a female people would turn to look at, nor someone who could be ignored as ugly.

I instinctively knew that talking would only complicate things, so we went to my room leaving her cycle behind in college and whole way we were silent. Once we reached my room, I asked for tea while asked her to make herself cosy in my quilt on my bed. She said no to tea but still I insisted and kept tea on boil on my coiled heater, while I went out to smoke.

When I came back, I asked her - Ab kya chahiye - Izzat ya Chudhai? (What do you need now, respect or sex?) She did not react, but lowered her eyes. I asked her to show me her boobs. On my 4th or 5th such ask - she just lifted her top and sweater and showed her bra clad boobs. I asked her to lift her bra as well and she just did that.

I sarcastically told her - Teri Izzat ki to maa chudh gayee, ab tujhe bhi chodh hi leta hoon. (Your respect has been mother fucked, let me now fuck you too.)

We were soon hugging, grappling and caressing each other. Off came her jeans and panties, then my jeans and her sweater and my jacket.

I found her hairy pussy and inserted my finger in it. She claimed to be a virgin. I asked her to suck my dick, which she refused - chee, gandi baat.

It must have been kind of a strange sight, we both were nude from our waist down while she was still wearing her T shirt and her bra, both upped exposing her boobs and I was in my vest. When I laid her down and tried to mount her. She asked for condom, I asked for her period date and then had to tell her I would ejaculate out on her.. I positioned myself again and pushed deep. She moaned with pleasure and I started slowly pumping in her. While I pumped her in rhythm she started moaning in the same rhythm.

It was quite sometime when I started getting tired and I push the quilt away and started giving heavy strokes. The moans escalated and I pressed her boob heavily and her moans grew shriller and higher while I pulled my dick out cummed heavily on her belly and slumped on the side. This girl suddenly reminded me of Pooja who was my second fuck. She maintained that she was a virgin and if she did not bleed, she did not.

I washed my dick and soon jumped back in quilt which she had pulled over. and fired my first salvo. - "Tujhe pata to tha na ki yahan tere saath kya hoga" (You were aware what would happen to you at my place) She lowered her head, while I helped her remove rest of her clothes. My dick was already erect again. I pushed her hand on my dick, which she pulled back couple of times but then started massaging.

I asked about Sanjana and came to know that Sanjana had confided in her about when she got fucked by me. She knew of intricate details of how I fucked her mercilessly, how I made her suck me and when we broke up, she had a new boyfriend - "Jisne 1 mahine tak usse kiss nahi kiya" (Who did not kiss her even for a month) - she chuckled. Then Vanshika had set her up with one of her classmates. Sanjana was going steady with him. How about their sex life, Vanshika did not say Good and that was the cue.

I asked did Sanjana know about Vanshika and me, Vanshika said - we had nothing except one talk. So, no need of telling something which was not there. I asked would she tell now, she said - she does not know.

In between I tried to force her mouth on my dick, which she resisted. I reminded her that Sanjana had told her, I love to get my dick sucked. She said - she feels repulsed. In any case, I kept on it and instructed to kiss all area around my dick and balls and slowly instructed her to kiss my dick she just kissed the sides of my dick, but due to constant story telling and her massaging my dick, I mounted her again and yet again we started in missionary position for another round of sex under the quilt. In between I asked her to come in doggie position, but somehow we were not able to do it properly, she later sat on me and I played with her boobs while she humped me. Despite her all the humping and pumping I was nowhere near ejaculation when she slumped on me and said - "Thak Gayee yaar, Sanjana ki gajab himmat hai". (I am so tired, Sanjana must have great stamina)

I again shifted her to missionary position and then put her legs on my shoulders and started humping her. Her moans turned into screams and she clamoured to be left. She was gripping the sides of the bed and tried to get up but by now, I had started liking her this behavior, I bent her legs even backwards toward her and increased my tempo. She was continuously shouting now to be left, when I asked her that I would leave her only if she would suck, she agreed for it but I was so close to ejaculation that I bent her almost in double and just pulled out my dick that I started cumming. The bewildered eyes of hers overflowing with tears is still etched in my memory. Releasing her legs, I slumped on top of her when she said four words again etched in my memory - "Jaanwar ho tum Shobhit" (Shobhit, you are a beast)

I countered that if a girl meets a beast in bed, she does not need any izzat nor pleasure. She loved the beast who has satiated her. She affirmed that she loved the beast.


We had tea and I had a smoke and washed ourselves and snuggled nude in quilt. I reminded her that she still needs to suck me. She countered by saying that as I did not leave her, that deal is off. But by now, I in the heart of my heart knew that this girl in bed is besotted by my beastly acts, whether what she experienced or what she heard from Sanjana. I caught her hair and pushed her down, shoving my dick in her mouth. She kept on fighting and seeking mercy but also kept on kissing and licking my dick. Soon, when I promised that she has to just suck for 5 seconds, she asked to be released and agreed to suck.

She complimented that the dick looks so beautiful compared to pussy. Then gradually I increased 5 seconds to 20 seconds in 4 installments and almost all her barriers of sucking me came crashing down. We continued to have our own little battle about deep sucks and shallow sucks, but all in all, I was once again ready for yet another fuck.

She wondered girls seem to be regular here. I told her when girls like Sanjana canvassing my "Satisfaction Guaranteed" fuck abilities, there is no dearth of girls visiting me.

"Araam se karna" (Do it slowly) was her words when I mounted her again. It was cold so I once again pulled quilt on top of both of us and we kept on romping for a long long time before I reluctantly pulled out my dick and despite protests sprayed cum on her face and hair. I told her that she was not a virgin regardless of her claims. She still countered that, but I till date can not believe she was a virgin.

It was just 11 or so and we had had 3 rounds of sex. It was when I had gone for smoke and she had gone into a light slumber. When I came back in quilt she hugged me and I once again started massaging her boobs, she kind of countered that she is tired and wants to sleep. But I would have nothing of it. I sat and tried to get her to suck my dick. She was still at some lick and some suck when the door was knocked by Kannu.

Kannu had a habit of dropping in unannounced and also teasing my girls as Bhabhi. I got up and wore clothes, while Vanshika also wore some clothes in between incessant knocks from Kannu, who could understand that there was a girl inside. When I opened the door, she was like "kya Bhaiya thand mein itni der khara kar diya...." and looking at Vanshika she said -- "Oh! nayi Bhabhi." "Bhabhi Ji Namaste" and I was like - "Nahi, she is just a friend" But Kannu had a way of teasing girls and she asked "Just a friend ko kapde kyun utaarne padte hai aapke room mein?" etc etc

Anyways Kannu's presence meant that I had to drop Vanshika back to college on my moped and when I came back, I gave a facefuck to Kannu and we had another round of torrid sex.

Vanshika remained in my life for around 5-6 months, during which we met not so often, she did not like sucking much even till the end but I drew satisfaction that I once had her head trapped between my legs and had shot my cum inside her mouth. She later got admission in MA course in some other city and we lost touch. We met a couple of times when she came back on a Holiday, but barely had time for quick sex a couple of times.

Thus ended my last girl in 2nd year of my graduation which I got courtesy Sanjana, but Vanshika renewed another round of bad bickering between me and Sanjana, which ended in me fucking Sanjana at a later date. I guess that is also equally interesting and shall post about that in my next post.

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Post 32 - Sanjana - Revenge Sex

I had initially thought of doing away with this post, but then, I am liking the response and have decided to write another episode of my life. Some things have been mellowed down to maintain decency of the forum, but by in large the content captures the essence of the love hate relationship I developed with Sanjana. - As a disclaimer I am not justifying any of my actions.

I was young and immature. I could not take the dumping which Sanjana had given me on being caught attempting to have an affair with Preeti Khosla. Though looking back, I should have been thankful because had that episode not happened, I would not have managed to fuck Monika Ma'am, Sonam and Vanshika. All of them were rooted in our breakup. But I was still sore. I had not been dumped before.

I had teased her no end even before I fucked Vanshika. I was quite indecent, risque and coarse in my behavior. It was a small college and we had spent good time in same team once again. There were instances, when I had been alone with her for few minutes. I had teased her about lack of sex life. "Chudh rahi ho?" "Mumme to mujhe miss kar rahe honge" "Mere jaisa lund nahi milega" and so on. She in retaliation had called me - Kutta, Behanchodh, dheele pajame wala and Chutiya.

Once I managed to grope her and she kicked me and I slapped her back. She threatened to file a security officer complaint if I touched her again. But when Vanshika told me about her other affairs, I was jealous. I should not have been, I had multiple affairs, banged 6 more girls after that incident in the bus. But the truth is - I was.

Her boyfriend at that time was also one of our college seniors. A tall but ultra slim fellow. Must have been 6ft plus but all bones and no flesh. I started picking on him. Three Four times I crashed my moped into his cycle and gotten into fist fight with him accusing him of hitting me. In this two other boys Devender and Sushil became my accomplice. They were my classmates but treated me with respect and I called them friends. Both were hostelers and I provided them with some liquor here and there. (I later managed to fuck Devender's Girlfriend too, but that is in later post.) They were equally sore on knowing that this lanky lad whom they called "Lambu" had taken away my girl. So they also started picking on him.

Everytime any of us fought him, message was sent to him to leave Sanjana. The word was to reach Sanjana and it did reach her. So, she confronted me one day and I abused her badly and left that place. Through Vanshika I came to know Sanjana was very distressed and her so called boyfriend had chickened out. I asked Vanshika whether Sanjana knew she was fucking me. Vanshika made me promise that no one other than Kannu would know.

I manipulated Vanshika to prod Sanjana to follow me and ask for a truce meeting. So we met at college canteen and as tempers started rising, I left. Did not want another scene and complaint in college.

Another round of Sanjana following me, we met at my favorite haunt of the small town - Same Coffee Shop which has been mentioned before. By this time Sanjana was very distraught and used favorite weapon of girls - Tears.

We had a discussion of over an hour in hushed tones in which she asked me why I was bent upon ruining her life and reputation and I mocked that she won't get a male like me. No boy in that city had my stamina and size and she can vouch as she had more boys now. She got angry and accused me of being a predator and I got angry and called her a cock-sucker. All in all we discharged our bad feelings against each other and though meeting was bit peaceful, we still were nowhere near truce.

Another manipulation and knowing how Sanjana felt through Vanshika, I prodded Sanjana to call for another meeting. This time, I played turant and told, if she has anything to discuss, she can come to my room.

Vanshika had to put a lot of effort including being a party to influence Sanjana. She even went to suggest her as I suggested - even if he has sex with you there, it won't be first time. Maybe all I wanted was a final sex.

So a month before final exams Sanjana admitted to Vanshika that she was too tense and fucked up inside that she was not able to concentrate on studies. Thus Sanjana called me from a PCO, as she did not have a phone at her home. Over next 30 minutes of cajoling, fighting, threatening, enticing, pressurizing, luring and persuading she agreed to come to my place. She tried to extract a useless promise of me not touching her. I refused to do any such promise.

It was Middle of March when Sanjana came into my room. If my readers recall Sanjana was a fair and tall girl thus qualified as pretty or beautiful. She had small boobs and I called her flatchested (which she actually was not). I had pictured few scenarios before she arrived and had concluded to myself that if she came alone and wearing a skirt, she wants to get fucked.

I was hyper on the day she was to come, I had smoked a little too many ciggirettes and when she was delayed by over half an hour, I was continuously smoking in the area in front of my room.

Sanjana was furious and was wearing a skirt. It was her turn to fire a salvo and she said - Chodhna hai, le chodh le (You want to fuck me, come fuck me). When I tried to be defensive, she blasted again - "Mujhe pata hai room pe kyun bulaya hai". (I know why you have called me here)

It took me sometime to gain my composure and launch a counter. I lowered my Knickers and said - "Tu pahle chudh le, baat phir kar lenge. Mujhe pata hai teri aag koi aur nahi bujha sakta." (Oh, you want to get fucked, let us fuck first and we can discuss later. I know no one else can satiate you.)
 
She refused to suck me but I pulled her on me and she started sucking me quite reluctantly. I laughingly asked - Did her lambu had better dick. She said yes and spat. She withdrew her mouth in merely two minutes and asked me to fuck her as this is all I wanted. I had risen to the challenge and I pushed her on bed and mounted her in doggie style after putting on a condom on her insistence. I asked "Maza aaya mota lund lekar finally". She barked - "Kutta hai tu aur kutta hi rahega"

I also countered that though I am a dog, no girl has been a better ghodi for me. and she was anyways a nightmare (raat ki ghodi) and with that I slapped her bum. I fucked her long with slow strokes as I wanted to fuck for long. I changed positioned, she refused to kiss me and on that I bit her nipples. But all in all in next few minutes I ejaculated.

She got up and asked - Do we have a truce now. I was back at my wicked self. I told her that she has forgotten that I don't get satiated before 3 rounds. She looked at me in disbelief and I said she only thought I want sex and now if we are having sex it should be as per my satisfaction. Also, I needed to check whether she still can suck as I had taught her. She called me bastard and I slapped her, she started crying. I spat on her called her a whore who wanted to trade her body for peace and went out picking my knickers and ciggirettes.

When I came back, she was still in that position only and still crying. I offered her water which she refused. I had no other option but to hug her and pacify her for long. In between I was getting excited. I told her sweet things like I had fallen in love with only one girl that is her. I had sex with other girls but I loved only and only her. It was because of love, I was doing such things. If I did not love her there were many girls. I kissed her, caressed her and eventually after lot of cajoling brought her mouth on my dick asking for Sanjana Magic of sucking. As no other girl has ever sucked me as well as Sanjana. I praised her beauty, I praised her fair color, I praised her long legs, flawless skin and what not. If there was a grammy for over praising - I should have got it that day.

In any case, that day, we had 5 round of sex till evening and I had to call sick for my work. I tried to work my way around Sanjana but unfortunately I was caught again, this time fooling around with Devender's girlfriend (About which I have written in my Post 30) and all my attempts that I was trying for a truce between Kavita and Devender did not cut an ice. The fact that Kavita herself was found half naked in my room was another dampener.

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Post 33 - Teena - Biology Started in Physics Lab

Third year in college meant there was a slight change in groupings in physics lab. The college always had a alphabetical grouping of students in labs. Till Second year, a group of two students used to conduct an experiment, but in final year for Optical experiments, groups of three students were made due to paucity of Dark Rooms in college lab. Thus, while previously I was always paired with Tabassum, now I was paird with Tabassum and Teena. So our team was Shobhit, Tabassum and Teena.

Teena had been my classmate for 2 years now. I had barely felt her presence. She was invisible to me for last 2 years. Though, she was an average looking dusky girl with average boobs and bum and mid length hair. She was too low on confidence and always remained quiet in class. So quiet that I never felt her presence till she was in my group for dark room experiments of optics. I noticed that she was 5-3 or so, a shade taller than Tabassum. She was barely able to make eye contact and first day itself, when I purposefully brushed against her bum, instead of getting angry or something, she said - sorry.

First day itself, I planned with Tabassum, my new target was now near me and that had me excited. Quick information by next morning was collated by Tabassum and given to me - it was found that she was actually good at studies and was in top 5 students. She was so shy that when suddenly a teacher asked her something a knot was formed in her tongue. She was a hosteler but even other hostel girls were not friends to her. So, she was a loner too. I gave Tabassum a high five for getting this information and so we headed to Dark Room. While she was fixing the apparatus for the experiment, I went behind her and started helping her in a manner that my whole frontal body was pressed on her back body. Tabassum was standing near us and I could sense the shiver in Teena's body and hands. I left Teena in a couple of minutes with heavy breathing and a shudder in body. I motioned Tabassum to take over the appratus as teacher and lab attendents came in frequently inside the darkroom to check the progress.

And as expected in a couple of minutes a lab attendent came in, helped somewhat and vanished. I now held Tabassum in the same manner that I had held Teena to show there is nothing abnormal. Tabassum even kept on repeating and asking about the experiment and rays. After another round of Lab attendent visit, I asked Tabassum to let Teena do some experiment. This time I pressed my pelvis on her bums and she was squeezed between me and lab table. I am sure that she would have felt my erect dick. I steadied her shivering hands and with my hands on her hands she tried adjusting the appratus, which could not be done and I left a very frightened Teena and moved out of Dark Room.

Tabassum followed me and we weighed up my audacious act and her lack of response or protest to it. Despite Tabassum's warning, I told her I would press Teena's boobs. When we went back, Teena was still confused and trying to set the appratus with trembling hands. I went for the kill and despite Teena trying to move away, held her by her waist and pressed her between me and table. I spoke in her ears in low voice - Experiment par dhayaan de, varna main to tujhe hold hi karta rah jaunga (Concentrate on experiment, else I would waste my time trying to steady her) I brought my hand and pressed her boob by moving my complete arm around her as if trying to steady her. I heard first ssssssss escaping from her mouth. I left her at this and let Tabassum take over the appratus

As soon as the teacher came in the dark room, Tabassum and I parrotted that we could not do it, as it was a tough experiment. The teacher spent some 10 minutes in darkroom and declared that we have not done anything. Next week you will repeat it and he went away. We all left dark room and if I tried to catch eyes of Teena, I could not as they were glued down.

Tabassum and I conspired again and I dare devilingly it was decided that Tabassum would bring Teena to my room. Tabassum had her own doubts but she was such a sweetheart that she did whatever I told her despite her own doubts. She somehow convinced Teena to come to my room and when she told me this, I asked her to vanish for 1 hour after dropping Teena so that I can attempt my luck on her.

Tabassum and Teena reached my room on a single Bicycle which Tabassum had next day afternoon. Teena was wearing a Salwar Kameej (i.e a Shirt and loose payajama, which many north Indian women wear). It was a Friday and after having Tea, we started discussions on experiment and physics when Tabassum made an excuse that she has to go for ,,., it being a Friday leaving Teena puzzled and slightly scared. I moved out with Tabassum who asked me to be careful and I told her not to knock, if the door is closed. I had a smoke and when I entered the room Teena was ashen. Too scared to talk or reply. I gave her water and it was difficult for her to even gulp down the water. I felt pity for her. I was in two minds to go ahead or leave her.

I asked for more tea and she declined. I asked her "Dar lag raha hai?" She kept her eyes down and did not reply. I almost gave up on her when a tear dropped on the book lying in her lap and I realized she was crying. I started comforting her, I rubbed her back and told her everything is fine, she need not be scared, if she wants to go back I would drop her and so on. Touching her I was also getting excited and I held her hands to pick her up and when she got up I put my arm around her and she pressed her crying face cupped in her hands in my chest.

That changed everything. I cupped her face and comforted her with words and asked her to look into my eyes. When she did I kissed those eyes, my fingers rubbed tears away from her cheeks and I pressed my lips on her lips. Her hands which were joined and in my chest suddenly opened and held my shoulders.

"I love you", I said in deep sombre voice and we kissed again. She was not very co-operative but she was not repulsing me either. I opened her hair by removing the clutch which was holding her hair and roamed my fingers in her hair. Her eyes were closed and when I kissed her third time and pushed my tongue her lips parted and my right hand pressed her left boob, she tried to push me away but I held her head with my left hand and with the weight of my body pushed her back a couple of steps when she hit the wall. Her face which was ashen before was completely red and she did not open her eyes when I broke the kiss.

I held her arms and pressed them on her sides while her eyes were still closed. I inserted my hand from below her Shirt. Her hands suddenly went to stop me as she opened her eyes. I once again pressed my lips on her lips and continued movement of my hands inside her shirt till I reached her boobs. I pulled her bra and the left nipple was between my index finger and thumb when she tried to get free only to be whirled around, My other hand moved her hair and I pressed my lips on the back of her neck while both hands pressed her boobs. In less than two minutes her hand came on my head and I inserted one hand in her salwar to hit a wet spot over her panties.

I did not waste any time, With huge steps I closed the door and pulled her on the bed. In no times and despite her feeble protests and confused looks I had removed her Salwar and Panties to encounter a couple of weeks old trimmed bush. (She later told me she used to trim after her every period). Being at my own room, I was in shorts and I didnot waste any time in spreading her legs and positioning my dick on the mouth of her pussy.

It seems she got out of the daze and said no but by then the sides of her one thigh was in tight grip of mine while other hand was guiding my dick in her wet pussy. I recall her eyes wide open and a horrified face as I pushed my dick deep in her and I slumped on her with all my weight and cupped her face. I said sweet things, praised her beauty and stroked very slowly when tears again filled her eyes. I kept on soothing her, kissing her face, eyes and massaging her cheeks. I professed love when there was a sensation of my cum building in my lions. I immediately removed my dick and my blood covered dick started shooting cum on her belly, shirt and couple of shots reached her neck and face.

Teena was crying now. She was again soothed by touches and rubs and taken to the bathroom to pee and wash her face and remove cum and blood stain from her shirt. On my hard insistence she removed her shirt and spread it to dry under the fan while I gave her my T shirt to wear. More sweet nothings and touches and hugs and kisses and tea and tears her T shirt and bra was removed. My attempts to get her to suck amounted to nothing but I banged her in missionary position once again. On my insistence she hugged me and her legs were also wrapped around me. Her moans were supressed but they were there and this time on being sure that her periods are not far off, I deposited my seed in her.

After two rounds, I moved out for a smoke and I saw Tabassum waiting in shade of a tree. I winked at her and asked her to come in 10 minutes. Teena wore back my T shirt and I wore back my clothes. I wanted to tell Teena to wear her clothes but Tabassum came back earlier than expected and I had to tell her the Tea had fallen on Teena's clothes and it is by grace of God that she was not burnt.

Next day in college, I asked Teena to take a house leave from hostel and reach my place. I gave her my spare keys and told her that I would come by 8PM after my work and I would bring food for her as well. She tried to resist but firmness in my voice made her say yes.

That night I made her have first drink of her life, which loosened her a bit. I made her shallow suck my cock and fucked her. She fell asleep after just two rounds of sex and without having food. Alcohol had its effect on her. When I got up in the morning, she was lying nude in my bed without even a thread on her. I tried to rouse her for sex but she was in deep sleep. I got up and locked the door from outside and went for my morning run.

When I came back, she was still asleep in that position. She looked reasonably pretty. In North India, if a girl is fair, she is automatically labelled as pretty. Teena on the other hand was dusky. But when I looked at her body, it was a healthy body, she had full round firm boobs, as she usually wore Salwar Kameej with Dupatta, never got a chance to appreciate her bosom all those years.

I undressed & slipped near her on bed. I pulled her head on my lap which roused her a bit. I angled my dick on her mouth and tried to enter. That woke her up and she wanted to pull away. I held her head and despite her struggles pushed my dick in her mouth. She was pushing me and I was pulling her. Push and pull her head was captured between my thighs and my hands got free,I started fingering her and whatever jerks I could make I started humping her mouth. But she got free and she sat in bed horrified.

She started crying and I got angry. After some discussion in which I tried to pacify her, I asked her to leave and she left never to come back to my room again.

Teena left a bitter taste in mouth, I called Deepshikha and banged her, spanked her, slapped her and even anally fucked her 4-5 times.

Thus ended Teena Saga, I did not go to Physics Lab thereafter and Tabassum and Teena completed the Darkroom experiment in Physica Lab.

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Post 34 - Geeta Bhardwaj - Birthday Banging of Friend's Girl

By Third year in college, I had enough girls to keep me busy. Tabassum and Deepshikha were ever available options. Monika Ma'am had her frequency of once a week. Kannu was keen to come on all weekdays during college hours. Kavita, Sonam and Vanshika lasted some period in third year and though infrequent they also were options.

I averaged 2-3 fucks a day and there were times when I was fucking one girl at one time of the day and yet another girl at another time of the day. My work was increasing and my income was something which could have made even grown up people jealous at that time in that small city. Also, I was preparing for further studies and had zeroed down at MBA from any reputed institute as I wanted to move to bigger cities and dreamt of comfortable life of luxuries. So studies also took some time of mine.

But as they say a Tiger never changes its stripes. I had not stopped flirting and making passes at girls. Keeping my work schedule and studies I had given pass to Youth Festival that year. It was then a friend approached me to seek a favor. He wanted to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday at my place and the idea was to attempt and fuck her,.This girl was Geeta Bhardwaj - a girl I had attempted to flirt with in my first year when she had not reciprocated.

Again, nothing exceptional about Geeta. A normal girl with normal features, body and height. So on the morning of Geeta's birthday the guy came with cake and cold drinks and a log of ice, the reason for ice was that he also had brought 2 beers at my house a day before and he put beers in the bucket to be chilled, just in case, otherwise, it was for me to have post the party. He asked for another favor, to take my moped to pick the girl from college. I relented easily.

By the time they came, I had bathed and was dressed. I wished Geeta Happy Birthday and moved out around 11 with an understanding that I would be back by 1.30PM with some food and in the mean time my friend would attempt fucking Geeta in my bed.

When I came back at 1,30 with food, I was amazed to see an agitated friend of mine roaming on the ground floor. As soon as I returned, he begged me to drop Geeta back at college or whereever on my moped. I enquired and found that he was not able to even kiss Geeta, who was denying even to be kissed. Frustrated my friend left and I took the stairs up to find a edgy Geeta roaming inside the room.

To lighten the mood I commented without any other opening "Kiss to karne deti bechare ko" (You should have allowed a kiss to the poor fellow). An agitated response was to follow "Aise kiss milti hai kya?" She was ready to go back when I convinced her to stay back as I had brought food and it would be wasted. I instead offered her that we shall celebrate her birthday once again. It did not need much convincing when I opened a beer and poured it in two steel glasses and I wished her Happy Birthday once again. She did not like the taste of beer but gulped down the complete glass even while I was sipping the froth. I brought some roasted peanuts which I kept for my daily drinks and I broached the topic again "Itna kya gussa ho gaye tum dono ki kiss bhi nahi kiya" while I poured her another glass full of beer. The beer hit her and she replied "Chutiya Saala, cake kaat kar peeche pad gaya kiss de do, kaun si ladki kahne se kiss deti hai" 

My mind immediately had caught the signal that her boyfriend had been too clingy and needy, I anyways fancied my chances even before inviting her to stay back but now I was surer. I slid near her with both our backs now on the wall and as she gulped the second glass and then the third. I said something to the effect "Kiss maangte thode hi hai, kar lete hai" saying this, I cupped her face in my hands and pressed my lips on her lips. Before she could react, my hand had already crept under her skirt which had ridden up while sitting on floor.

In next five odd minutes of jostling, I had gained total control over her body with my body. She was trying to get free, but I was much bigger and heavier than her and I was totally over her body. She was wearing a white top with a dark blue skirt. Slowly the tide was turning in my favor and though she was not cooperated but I gained access between her thighs, she was saying "Chor do, mat karo, please Shobhit, nahi Shobhit" but I was beyond listening. I was able to lower her panties and touch her pussy, at which she tried to fight with greater force, but I did not let go and kept on biting her lips and her attempts to pull her panties were thwarted by me by putting first my knee between the thighs and then the panties were removed by joint working of feet and hands.

There is a saying a drunk man is a liability, whereas a drunk girl is an asset, taking advantage of her drunken state. While undressing her, I kept on berating her boyfriend, praising her looks and body. I reminded her that I had proposed her in first year of graduation. I can not now fathom whether it was resignation or she started liking it or she got excited, she cooperated in getting rid of her shirt and Iike a hungry dog, I started mauling, eating and biting her boobs first over the bra then by lifting her bra. That excited her and as she had come to my room to get fucked with her pussy shaved, probably she was now OK with being fucked by me if not by her boyfriend.


When she became nude, I lifted her by pulling her hands and gave her my glass of beer, she gulped that and abused her boyfriend once again. I asked her whether she had cleaned her pussy to get fucked, she abused my friend and now there was a slur in her voice She said Namard Hijda (Impotent Eunuch) and added Par mujhe tumhare saath nahi karna (But I don't want to do it with you) Please understand yaar, I don't love you. When she tried to lift her clothes, I was at my charming best. My hands were massaging her body, while I removed my clothes and I was kissing, nibbling and caressing her. Making sure that she did not raise her pitch and remained hot. She was again at "Mat kar Shobhit", "chor de yaar", "Mujhe nahi karna", "jaane de na", "Please yaar, achcha nahi lag raha", "tu galat samajh raha hai"  and so on. On the contrary, I was like "Thoda sa karne de", "Please", "achcha ek kiss aur", "samajh na main bhi excite ho gaya hoon", "Main to tujh se first year se hi pyaar karta hoon", tum sundar ho", "mumme choosne de"

Soon we both were nude and on bed. She was slithering in my bed under me, when I added "Achcha choos ke paani nikal de" and she said "Nahi na, ghinn aati hai" but she was in my bed, fully nude with a fully nude man and somewhat excited, the man in bed was manipulating her body at will. So when I forced my dick in her mouth by completely controlling her arms, her eyes conveyed a sense of resignation, with a tinge of sorrow. She appeared to have accepted the situation with a heavy heart. For a moment I felt like letting her go, but the moment her tongue touched the head of my dick, I was once again a devil. Despite protests, I forced my dick in her mouth. (Later I came to know that it was her first blowjob. She had just one man before me and whose dick she had kissed a couple of times.) She tried to push me away a few times but to no avail.

After a couple of minutes, I released her reluctant mouth from my clutches and spread her resigned legs while I positioned my dick on her pussy lips. As the girl was not reacting, I rubbed my dick on her pussy lips, which elicited a moan.  I inserted the tip of my dick in her pussy and pulled back and rubbed it again on her pussy lips. Her slightly open mouth, her forlorn looks with our eyes locked is still etched in my memory. I teased her like this for few more seconds and asked her "Ghussa doon na" ever so slightly she moved her head in affirmative and I pushed my dick deep inside her. She held my arms and first proper moan escaped her lips. She was tight and I rubbed her boobs and pinched her nipples.In ages, I felt the fastest orgasm building in me. Within 2 minutes I had to pull my dick out of her pussy and I sprayed my cum on her belly and till her boobs and face.

Once I had fucked her, I was a changed man. I laughed at her and wrapped a towel and went out to smoke. When I came back in, Geeta was cleaning herself and I spanked her ass while crossing her on my way to toilet. When I came out of the toilet,Geeta was already in her bra and was pulling up her panties. I immediately caught her and said, "abhi to daad bhi geeli nahi hui" I brushed aside all her objections by very vulgar and swaggering words of the overconfident bastard like "Ek baar chudh li hai, ab jitni baar marji chudhe kya farak padta hai" "abhi to jannat ki sair karana baaki hai" "mere lund ki aadat pad jaayegi".

The scared, confused and frozen Geeta was pushed back on the bed and I climbed on her, positioning my dick on her face. Her reluctance was evident but then I had perfected the art of controlling the head of the woman by pushing my hand through her hair where the base of my hand was on the lower back of head and fingers covered all of back skull. I changed my position and she was sitting beside me and her head was lowered on my dick using my hand and fingers, which weaved through the hair working as clamps on hair, using which hair could be pulled to command compliance. Geeta was completely petrified and she opened her mouth wide to take my dick in. It was not a good blowjob by any standards but a blowjob none the less. When I spoke sternly "Jeebh se chaat", she put out her tongue to lick on the complete tube of my penis. On my insistence and some hard head shoving and hair pulling she complied in licking the glance of my dick.

"Apne aap choosegi" I asked and she meekly moved her head in affirmation. I left her head and let her suck my dick. She was not good at sucking, but still she tried her best to please me in next 5 odd minutes.

Then I laid down on bed and despite her feeble protests made her sit on my dick. I opened her bra and squeezed her boobs badly and she squealed and tears rolled out of her eyes and my dick came out of her pussy. I was enjoying all this and positioned her in doggie position. I inserted my dick in her and slapped her bums hard saying "tu 2 saal pahle haan kar deti". Geeta was cringing on every slap and I enjoyed it. I slapped harder and harder and soon she move away from me on bed. As I was standing and she was bending forward in bed, she sat up looking at me. She looked deeply terrified and when I called her to come to me, she complied and came to me but she covered her face with hands because she thought I would slap her.

I removed her hands and asked her to suck me again. My dick was covered with her juices and she was so scared, she just came forward and took my dick in her mouth and started sucking me by bending forward. I held her head and massaged it, while she kept on sucking. I said "good girl" and asked her to spread her legs. She did it and I fucked her hard and fast. In my first fuck I had ejaculated early, now I was fucking for long because of frequent interruptions and I was nowhere close to cumming. I started thumping her hard and fast with deep strokes and she was groaning or moaning intermittently ummmh ummh oooh. I asked "Maza aa raha hai?" She looked into my eyes and again moved her head in affirmative. I increased my tempo and she started making more noises ayi ayi ayi. I pulled a pillow under her bums and once again started fucking her. She immediately went ecastasic, it seemed she had her first orgasm. Her eyes went wide and noises like OOOOH GAAAAAAAAWD OOOOOH OOOOH escaped her mouth. She held the sides of the bed when she closed her eyes once more and I had to reluctantly pull out my dick to spray cum on her body, our this copulation lasted more than 30 minutes and was probably my longest fuck and I was tired like hell.

I slumped on the bed near her and she asked her first question "maar kyun rahe the". I burst out laughing, and at my vulgar best retorted, chudhai mein maza aaya to awwz bhi nikalne lagi.

We progressed to have lunch thereafter and despite her protests, I made her sit naked throughout the lunch followed by another round of cake cutting and tea and we got talking. She did not allow her so called boyfriend to kiss her as he was just demanding and pleading for the kiss and did not take any initiative to kiss her. She had came prepared for sex, but that man was way too weak to even start. She even mocked - If a man expects a woman to initiate sex then he may well remain virgin throughout his life. So, when I remarked that Women don't care if you're a good person. They want a "strong" person. She countered by saying she was very scared the way I dominated her and she did not like being spanked but the second round of sex was mind blowing. She had a boyfriend before who fucked her, but my organ was massive and I was too ruthless to begin with. I teased her about the word Organ and made her mention it as Lund, Lauda and so on. She further said, she was not ready to have sex with me initially because I was not the kind of man she was attracted to. I was too risque for her liking but "ab to kar hi liya hai". And when I repeatedly asked what she liked she liked my stamina and size. I made her speak in Hindi "tumhare lund ka size aur chudhayi ka tareeka pasand aaya"

I added that this room was blessed for girls, no girl has gone back without sex from this room. She laughed at it. She was not aware of the number of girls I fucked and was surprised by the sheer number of girls I admitted. She was non committal whether she would come back again. But I dropped her back with comments like "kabhi satisfaction chahiye ho to aa jana", "aisa lund aur style nahi milega tumhe"

I was able to coerce her to come back to my place one more time but we did not have much chemistry between us. She disliked my ways and thus we parted.

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Recently on a separate forum, someone asked me how is life and I replied. Then I realized that I have not updated this forum for quite sometime and I should also share on this forum that I got remarried in August 2023. The woman in question is 15 years younger to me and was a widow when I married her.

I intend to update this thread now sporadically but not in a date by date manner. I would update my experiences as and when I recall.

Hope that meets approval of all my fans.

For the starters, here is my reply to the query on How is life.

Appreciate Shree for asking me this.
To understand my life, understand that I am just 48 years old and my life is that of a retired knight. I got remarried in August of 2023, but beyond my wife, I also have a mistress, with whom I had a long live-in relation and yet another long term girlfriend. I know, it sounds scandalizing, but that is what I have.
I get up by 5AM and after morning tea and ablutions, I go for a morning run of 10KM every morning before Sun rises and then do light exercise.
I come back all sweaty by 8AM and have two rounds of tea, when I read newspapers, check my emails and all messages. I go to bath around 10AM.
Thereafter, I have no fixed schedule. Sometimes I go out to meet someone, sometimes I laze around at my house or at the house of my mistress. During this time, I read, sometimes I log onto Quora, sometimes I do chatting, sometimes I go to play Golf if the sun is out.
By late afternoon, the plan for evening drink is being made. If I am not drinking with someone, I start my drink by 7PM and have 3 drinks of whiskey 60ML each.
Thereafter either before dinner or after dinner, I copulate with my wife, live-in or girlfriend and sleep by 10PM.
So, this is my life. And I am mighty satisfied with it. Two things have driven me whole my life - Women & Whiskey. Wealth lost it’s charm on me 15 years back and I have not needed to work for last 5 years. I think the money I have would survive me till I turn 90 and that is enough.
I am still available on all dating sites. I am still on a lookout for good tete a tete with beautiful women of all ages. And I am still on a lookout for pretty women to mate.
I am very happy with the kind of life I have led. Most men would die out of jealousy by sheer no of women I have been, Whiskies I have had, People I have met, Modest money which I had accumulated.
Over the years, I also have had two sons. One was with my first wife and other with another woman. If there has been a rue in my life, it was that I have not seen my kids for long. But still good news is that my current wife is also pregnant and by June this year, I expect to be a proud father of the kid, who would stay with me.

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How I found a New and Novel way to Meet Women?

I was active on Xossip in it's previous Avtar writing my chronicles. However, There was something which happened during that time and I had not reached the stage of chronicles, which marked a new a novel way for me to meet new women.

I shall narrate the incident which I have written on another forum, where some of the readers have found me and how that changed my sex life also in the sense how I found a lot of girls thereafter. The sheer number of girls who sucked or fucked me from that place is astounding.


So, this starts from the time, when I was undergoing divorce and my divorce was almost finalized but had not happened. One of my known’s sister was also undergoing divorce. This gentleman had worked with in one of the companies. He was not fully aware about the reasons of my divorce but was aware that I was undergoing divorce. One fine day, he called me saying that he needed my help in negotiating a settlement in mediation, as he thought I was a good negotiator.

This woman I met was on the darker side and well built considerably tall (5–6 or so) and with long frizzy hair. Negotiations did not materialize but I dominated the husband of this lady and even his lawyer in the negotiations. I don’t know law but I emphasized that without a hefty alimony this woman won’t consent to divorce. I also gave a below the belt remark that a man who can not satisfy woman shall not get married. The ego of the woman was mighty satisfied and she sought my number. (I later came to know that her brother was also hoping that we two would click and get married after our respective divorces.)

In the evening she called me and discussed about her case and asked me the reasons of my divorce. I point blankly told her that I got involved with my sister-in-law (wife’s sister) and that was the reason for my divorce. The girl was stunned at my direct answer, but continued discussing her case. I don’t know whether on the prodding of her family or otherwise, next day itself she asked to meet me for coffee to discuss her case.

I agreed and we met at a place near my home. She was dressed in a below knee skirt and shirt (blouse, whatever you may call it). The shirt showed the ample boobs that she had and small cleavage too. She had taken care to wear makeup too. The moment we sat, I remarked “Tu case discuss karne aayi hai ya date maarne” (Have you come here to discuss the case or on a date). She blushed and did not answer anything. I sensed a chance and when I sense a chance, I move fast like a cheetah, lest the chance is lost. I dismissed the coffee and said, “Chal, aaj date hi maarte hai, case phir discuss kar lenge” (Come, let’s go on a date today, we shall discuss the case sometime else). The girl was puzzled but I took her out in my car. It was a hot sunny day and despite it being 6PM, the sun was still hot. This has happened a lot with me, if you act with 100% cocksure confidence, even stranger women follow you.

We roamed here and there in the car and I got to know the girl a bit.  I gave couple of snide remarks about her husband and said not all men can handle hot women and the miserable man can not be faulted for thinking his wife was having interest in other men. She liked her husband being berated. One of the things, which I have learnt is that women who love their husbands being castigated actually love the man who is doing the lambasting more.

Within 15 minutes, I was almost sure that this woman would fuck me. I asked her whether she would come to my place and without waiting for her answer, I took the car towards my flat. In the lift, I touched her bum, pressed it, moved my hand on her waist and pulled her towards me. She seemed to resist just a bit.

Entering the flat, I hugged and kissed her and she said, “Nahi Na” (Don’t do it), I said “Bahut din se akela hoon, tum bhi to akeli ho” (I am alone for so long and so are you). I cupped her heavy breasts and though verbally there was a no, she was cooperating fully while I lifted her skirt and lowered her panty. My hand was on her naked asscheeks and spreading them. I opened her blouse and BIG boobs were covered in bra, which were propped out by me by pulling the bra cups down. Once her nipples were in my fingers, she lost all her denials. I started mauling those BIG boobs. Later came to know them to be 36D.

There was some reluctance on her part when I pushed her down to suck my dick. A kind of  "nahi na, ye sab nahi na" (Please don't make me do all this). But when I pushed her down forcibly and lowered my jeans, she was resigned. Soon she was on her knees and gobbling my cock in her mouth. She was not an awesome sucker but was not bad either. I slapped her face with my dick. She cringed a bit, she was definitely not experienced of being dealt this way. 

I have a thing for women in skirts or Sarees, I fuck them without removing them and holding the belt of these. I pushed her on the wall, lifted her skirt, grabbed her by the belt of skirt and adjusted my cock on her pussy lips. I teased her pussy by sliding my cock on it and then inserted it to a moan of hers. Moans turned to screams when I pulled her long hair and pulled her towards the table and fucked her with deep strokes while pulling her hair. Her hair were long but they were coarse and not silky soft. My heavy hand on her buttocks alarmed her, clearly it was her first experience of being spanked. I laughed and made fun of her husband.

In few minutes, I took her to my bedroom and pushed her on bed and mounted her in missionary style while she was still wearing that skirt. I asked her to open her mouth and spat in it. She seemed to be resisting when I slapped her and spat in her mouth again, ordering her to eat my spit.

I then lifted her leg on my shoulder and she was screaming wildly when I pushed my cock deep in her pussy and I unloaded my sticky thick stuff inside her womb. I asked her to clean my dick with her mouth and when she declined I cleaned my dick on her skirt itself. She was looking at me and I was laughing. I commented “Chudhne ki taiyaari se aayi thi, chudh ke maza aaya na” (You came prepared to be screwed, you liked the way you were fucked?) She protested and I said, no one wears Lacy Satin panties on a date unless they want them removed. I banged her once more the same evening and then dropped her to metro station with her dripping pussy and cum stained skirt.

This started our brief affair lasting 2 months. She did eat my cum, cleaned my cock with her tongue after fucking me and even gave me a rimjob during those 2 months. She told me about her brother’s plans and how she liked me. But I was not prepared for marriage. We ended the relation mutually after some time, when her plans for marriage was not materializing.

However, this woman gave me an idea that divorced and women undergoing divorce has lot of unmet sexual needs. I enrolled on various matrimonial websites under the category of divorce awaited and soon upgraded myself to paid member on these websites.

I have dated and mated multiple women who were either undergoing divorce or were divorced from various matrimonial websites.

So much so, I met my current wife also from one such website.

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What was the easiest sex you ever had?

I have had very easy sex a lot of times. I have mentioned a few here and there.

• I have had few relationships which were either one night stands or started with one night stands, all I met during travel and in brief travel things hotted up so much that we ended having sex.
  
• Few women including my current wife, were receptive of my advances on chat and we ended in bed on our first meeting itself.
  
• Then there has been few others. Our eyes met and I could read “fuck me” written in them.
  
• Caught my coworker chatting to her computer. I said, “I have a big one” she said, “everyone says so”, showed it to her and we had sex.
  
• Yet another colleague, asked her to come back, if she wants to have fun. She did and I released my load in her.
  
• Danced with a girl at a wedding function, we shared a smoke after that, hands moved on her body, she responded and we had sex in a spare room of the hosts.
  
• Met a woman at wedding, read her palm, told her she has high unmet sexual needs, had sex with her in her hotel bathroom while her husband was passed out drunk in the room.
  
• Got talking to a late 30s teacher with great bust and when I commented that boys must be having hots for her, she said she fancies mature men. I invited her home and we had sex.
  

I guess majority of such women were not in love with me. They were already horny or just accepted my advances to cure boredom or loneliness. Sex happened because that was possible and my advances meant they could give in as it was easy.



Do let me know which experience of mine you want to read here