Nandhini, My Slutty College Senior - Part 2
Hello everyone, Arshaan is back. Hope you guys enjoyed the first part of my lush stories . I had received many positive comments and would love to thank my readers. Read the first part here to know the entire storyline and enjoy the excitement. This story is split into 3 parts. Part 1 being the introduction, Part 2 being the action and Part 3 being the conclusion. All of my stories are true stories and there is no fiction involved. Now, let’s proceed with part 2. Time flew by whenever I was with my slutty college senior Nandhini, picking her up from home and dropping her off to college and vice-versa became a daily routine. Enjoying her soft cushions massaging my back every day was a luxury that many boys in our college dreamed about. She used to hold my belt buckle for grip which soon upgraded to my dick, leaving me with a hard-on just as we entered college. It was mostly the thrill of the chase that I admired most about her. We grew extremely close – late-night texting, phone calls, bunking class became a routine for us and before we knew it, the texting became sexting and late-night calls became more of phone sex where she would arouse me to the extent that I needed to blow my load every-night imagining her wet pussy and soapy boobs. Two months passed by. It was a Saturday morning when I received her phone call. She sounded frustrated saying that the water pipe for their room air-conditioner was leaking since the past month which left a ghoulish stench in her room. She said that her family had gone out for the weekend to Mysore to attend a relative’s marriage ceremony and since she had pending assignments, she had to stay back but the stench would make it impossible for her to work in peace. She requested me to come to her home and see if I can fix it as she was all alone and it would not be advisable to call an outside technician. I was excited that the gods have finally smiled upon me giving me this ultimate opportunity. Before she could complete her sentence, I interrupted and said that I will come and have a look at it and see if anything can be done. Within an hour, I reached her place with the new hose pipe for her air-conditioner. My heart was beating fast when I rang the bell. At that moment when she opened the door. The exact feeling that I got was, “Heaven’s door has opened and I can see the light” but what I saw made me skip a heartbeat. It was Nandi in her short mini-skirt with just a tank top sweaty all over. I was like, Oh God, am I in heaven and was staring at her like a douche. This is when she snapped her fingers and said, “Are you just going to stand there or are you coming in?” with a stern voice. I could imagine the irritation in her voice because once I entered her home, the feeling of hell engulfed me. It was so hot that I had to remove my t-shirt to feel relieved. She said, “My bedroom is on the last right corner, it has the main A/C. Since its stinking in there, I have turned it off and it is like hell. Please help me!”. The way she requested me for help, I would have given anything to go back in time to experience that feeling. She held my arm tightly around her wet sweaty melons and pleaded to me. The sight was a torture to my dick in my pants which was throbbing at the sight of her deep cleavage which could be seen clearly since she was shorter than me. I felt her nipples poking at my biceps which meant – braless. I went inside the room and felt her disgust at the awful smell. There was a small ladder she had placed and asked me to hold while she climbed up to get the necessary tools I had requested. Oh my, what a sight to behold – going braless is one thing but this slut was on a whole new level. When she climbed up the ladder with just her mini-skirt, I could easily see her neatly shaved camel toe pussy lips. She was a full-on commando, my mind said, “Fuck the tools, pull the bitch down and let her have a taste of your cold hard tool”. But somehow, I had the will power to resist. She looked below and saw me staring at her busty ass and pussy but I shifted my gaze towards the other side. She giggled a little and came down with tools. I went out and then changed the old pipe with a new one and came inside after some time. She switched on the A/C and a cool breeze was blowing her beautiful silky hair away. I was sweating without my t-shirt and she was standing below the air-conditioner enjoying the cool fresh air. We had sprayed the room with freshers to erase the awful smell. She smiled at me and said, thank you. Then she said, “I am going to take a shower, there is some juice in the fridge, help yourself” and ran away straight into the shower. I was like, “What the fuck man, she didn’t even invite me” but I was a little tired because of the heat. So I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of cold sprite. I took the glass and came to the sofa and sat there relaxing with my legs wide open. Nandhini came back after her shower and that sight blew my mind – a small crop top hardly even hiding her milky balloons with a knee-length see-through skirt. I was staring at her like a hungry coyote slowly sipping down my drink. She came and sat on my lap. That’s when my dick had sensed she was still in commando mode. She slowly came near my ear and bit it and said, “Thank you, Kiddo. I owe you one”. This mention of the work Kiddo angered me with rage. I held her long smooth her and pulled it back roughly. I went near her lips and started kissing like a mad dog. I bit her lips so hard that it started bleeding a little bit on the corner and after a long kiss. I pushed her back, licked her neck all over till her lower ear, bit it and said, “Don’t ever call me Kiddo”. She was happy and smiling even after I handled her so roughly. She said, “That’s all you got Shaan, you’ve only made me bleed on top what about m..