A College Guy's Harem - Part 2
This is a fictional story series Tuesday Raj bounced his leg nervously as he waited for the lecture to end. It was 4:45 pm, already 15 minutes past when it was supposed to be over. Even though it was just 15 minutes, on Tuesdays, every minute mattered. He had to stop somewhere and get home by 5 pm. He needed to be at the coffee shop to pick up his Tuesday’s conquest: Sheena Ali. Sheena Ali was the hottest, or one of the hottest, girls in college. Everyone knew her. A face with exceptionally beautiful features. A skin tone that could be mistaken for being foreign, raven-black hair falling nearly to her lower back. The ideal 36-24-36 figure, and a fashion sense that could rival any model. And here was Raj, just waiting for the class to finish. He had never had any problem till now, since that text message had got Sheena and him together. It was she who had first texted her one-year junior guy. It was around 4:30 on a Tuesday when Raj’s phone pinged with an unknown number. But Sheena’s display picture read, “Hi, It’s Sheena. I want to meet you. Come by the coffee shop at 5. Don’t be late.” Raj panicked at first, wondering why Sheena, of all people, would be texting him and whether it was a prank. So, without telling anyone, he quietly set off. He found his way to the coffee shop that was near his apartment. He reached with about 5 minutes to spare. When he entered, he had no trouble finding her. She was sitting cross-legged, in a lovely maroon top that complemented her skin tone. A blue jeans that immaculately hugged every curve of her sexy figure, sipping on her coffee. Raj was no longer the totally shy and introverted guy who had joined the college. He had a certain confidence with which he carried himself, but he still approached her and sat down cautiously. Sheena started the conversation, “Glad you could make it and on time. I suppose you are wondering why I called you here, but first, did you tell anyone we are meeting?” Raj replied, “No. Honestly, I thought it was a bit of a prank and wanted to see for myself if it really was you.” She said, “And so what do you think?” He replied, “Well, I’m really glad it’s not a prank and it’s really you. But now I’m confused as to why you would text me? How or why would you even have my number? I’m a bit of a nobody in this college.” Sheena let out a small laugh and leaned in closer to him, “Well, you are not exactly a nobody. You are the guy fucking my roommate, Padma. I can tell you more in the car on the way to your apartment. Or do you want to continue to sit here and waste time?” Even though Raj was stunned, they got into the car. He started to drive off towards his flat. Sheena broke the silence and explained everything to him, “I know you and Padma are now regular fuck buddies and have not told anyone. I don’t care about that. It was actually Padma that led me to you. She is my roommate, and her behaviour on Monday was always a bit off.” “Just flimsy excuses to be missing and not reachable or always coming back tired because ‘running’ or trying to hide how sore she was,” Sheena continued, “I kept asking her till she finally broke and promised not to tell anyone. She was getting ass fucked on Monday by a guy who was senior to her. By you.” Raj was in the parking garage by now. I had pulled the car to a stop at its place when she laid down her proposition, “Raj, you aren’t bad to look at by any means. You fuck well, going by reviews. You have a place and a vehicle of your own. You can clearly keep a secret, all that I am looking for.” Raj was not dumb to what was happening and what Sheena was alluring to, asked, “Why?” Sheena said, “Look, I have a boyfriend and he is good and all, but he does not do what I want in bed. He is very gentle, loving and a bit vanilla, which is alright some of the time. But I need rough, abusive, degrading sex sometimes. I’ve asked him to, but he does not do it or has tried and failed. I’m hoping you can fill this little problem of mine.” Raj was shocked by her request. He said, “How do you know I could do that? Padma and I don’t get into it like you are talking. Also, you are Sheena Ali. The Sheena Ali. What if someone finds out?” Sheena sat back on her seat and said, “My bf and all his friends play turf football from 5 to 7 on Tuesday. Why do you think I messaged you at this time? No one will know unless you tell them. As for the rest, there is only one way to find out.” She then undid the button of her jeans, just a little bit and got out of the car. Raj gulped nervously but followed her. Whatever was about to happen, he had no clue. But he was not going to be stupid enough to turn down the chance to have sex with Sheena Ali. Especially, when she was willing and giving him the chance every guy in the college would have killed for. He led her into his apartment and into the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and looked at Raj seductively. Raj stood at the foot of his own bed. He was seeing one of the hottest girls, lying down, peeling the jeans off her legs, inviting him to fuck her. He was going to move forward. But Sheena’s request and the whole reason for this situation to happen came to his mind. And out of nowhere, with a side and confidence he had no idea existed, Raj simply commanded, “Who asked you to lie down on the bed, bitch?” Sheena was also taken aback by this sudden change of behaviour. She smiled as she understood that Raj might actually fuck her like she wanted. She coyly got on all fours and moved across the bed to him. Raj ordered her, “Randi, bistar se neeche utar. Ghutno par aakar, lund muh mein le.” (Whore, get down from the bed. Get on your knees and take my dick in your mouth.) Sheena smiled even more and did as she was told. She obediently got off the bed and, on her knees, took out Raj’s cock from his pants and took it into her mouth.