Cute Trainee Girl Creampied In Delhi
Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is Rohit writing here for the first time. I have been a reader of Indian sex stories for quite some months now. So, now I have decided to take up the pen and be an author of a real sex story that happened with me almost a year back. Before I start, let me give you a quick intro. I am Rohit as you have read, and aged 26 years and staying in Bangalore since 2016. Currently, I am working in Bangalore itself and is well-paid off I would say. I am a fun loving and cheerful guy who is very much interested to make new friends and make memories together. I love travelling and sports. Anyways, I won’t make you feel bored talking about myself. So let’s come to the point for which I am writing. The story that I am going to say is a real one which happened with me somewhere at the end of 2016 when I had gone to Delhi for my first training for the job I was about to join. The girl in this story is Nisha (name changed for obvious reasons). She was of my age only, cheerful with a wonderful smile which had actually made me fall head over heels. She was very friendly and it was really easy for me to get along with her. We kind of had the same educational background and also shared some same tastes in different topics. The first day of training just started and ended and was as usual boring. I had just noticed this girl sitting in front of me in a blue and golden salwar chatting merrily with some other girls. I was shy and did not have enough chance to talk to her but inside, I was waiting for a chance. Little did I knew that I was just about to get one. So, some of us came up with a plan of going out for sightseeing the day after which was a Saturday. I decided to take the responsibility of collecting money from everyone. As you can understand, this gave me a chance to finally talk to Nisha and explain to her about the plan in a way that she won’t say ‘no’. We started for our trip early in the morning and I literally grabbed the seat beside her. She understood everything, I guess, as she simply smiled at me when this happened and we started chatting. Our talks went on from one topic to another as we had the same background. I got to know that she was from Nagpur and is the only daughter of her parents. Nisha was very fond of music and sang pretty well as well. From my lustful eyes, I made out she must be having 34 size boobs and some 32 waistline. She was wearing a tight shirt with two of the top buttons opened. I badly wanted a small glimpse of the cleavage or my hands to make way inside them. But obviously, the second thought wasn’t going to happen that easily. She must not have seen me ogling at her boobs whenever I got a chance to because she remained a bit carefree with her dress. The day came to an end and I haven’t made any moves to even get a peck on my cheeks. I was disheartened to come back to my room and started thinking for some plans. I only had 2 more weeks before we go for our respective postings. We all finished our dinner around 8:30 p.m and at the dinner table, we planned that we will watch a horror movie at the common hall as it had a TV where we can plug in USB. As was planned, some of us sat and watched the horror movie. I had invariably sat beside her and kept on looking at her in the dark. The movie was over and we were back in our rooms. I saw her online in WhatsApp and texted her to meet me in the verandah without myself knowing why I said that because it was pretty cold outside in the month of December. Nisha was a little reluctant at first giving excuses but I finally made her say ‘yes’. Five minutes later, we were on the verandah which overlooked the badminton court. Out in the cold all by ourselves, we simply looked at each other waiting for someone to start. Nisha looked damn pretty in the moonlight and I badly wanted to kiss her lips. This time, she was wearing a top which made it very much easier to make out that this sexy Indian girl had perfectly round boobs, maybe a little bigger than what I had guessed in the morning. “Why are you looking at my boobs? You were doing the same in the morning also, I saw.” I was stunned. What did this girl just say? I was caught red-handed and was out of words to give a suitable reply. My situation must have been evident from my face because she started laughing looking at me. I smiled back shamelessly. This made us get along. We discussed many things starting from our lives to the training that was going on and many other things. In the meantime, I got to know that she was single and had had a breakup just some months back. I, on the other hand, haven’t got my dick sucked for months now. And given the situation, I wanted to give a try to take things forward. We talked and talked and we stopped to think of a topic to continue. But I didn’t want any other topic to come up. I have had enough of her sweet smiles and thoughts of sucking her nipples dry. It was time I really got my hands on those beautiful things. And maybe my patience also had enough because the next line that I said was enough to make my training the best I would ever have. “Can I kiss you?” Now it was her time to look astonished. But there was something in her eyes which said that I am not going to be slapped hard and left to eat up what I just said. “I don’t know,” she replied. “Well I would like to take that as a ‘yes’ as I like being optimistic”, I whispered in her ears. And before she could give me a reply, our lips met. We smooched for around five minutes. I played with her tongue and she returned the favour as well. I pushed her against a wall and started to kiss harder and also bit her lips. She let out a small moan. I was totally into the act now and forgot the place and time. Then I got my hands on her boobs and was about to squeeze when she stopped me and broke the kiss. I honestly didn’t like that but I didn’t want to show that I was desperate.