Main tab, 18 saal ki. College ka group project tha – presentation banani thi. Aryan(mera boyfriend) aur main, dono ek aur friend ke ghar gaye the kyunki uske paas bada table aur printer tha. Bo dost ko thodi der ke liye bahar Jana tha, office mein . Ghar khali tha, sirf hum do.
Baithke laptop pe kaam kar rahe the. Drawing room mein soft afternoon light aa rahi thi. Baatein project ki ho rahi thi, lekin beech-beech mein aankhein mil jaati thi. Ek baar maine kuch file open karte hue uske haath se touch ho gayi. Woh ruk gaya. Maine bhi.
Usne mera haath pakda aur dheere se bola, “Ishita… abhi aur kaam krne ka man nhi kar raha… Chalo and kuch karte hai” Main kuch bol nahi paayi. Usne mera face thoda upar uthaya aur kiss kiya. Pehle soft, phir deep. Hum sofa pe the. Usne mujhe dheere se litaya.
Usne mera kurti ke buttons khole. Bra open ki. Uske haath mere breasts pe aaye, phir bo pussy ki aur neeche chala gaya. Meri leggings ko dheere se neeche khincha, panty ke saath. Main thodi nervous thi, lekin wet bhi.
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