When an ISS reader has crush on you - Part 2
It was a Friday evening after a tiring week, and I did not know what to do. I took my phone and started typing, “Hey, you up?” to Amrutha, my bachelor’s classmate who happened to be my reader and sex partner. After our first encounter, we had multiple of them at her place and mine, but mostly at hers. This is one such encounter that has a twist ending which leads to another beautiful meeting. For those who don’t know me, I’m Krish, a 28-year-old guy from Hyderabad living in the USA. Returning to the story, as mentioned in the previous writing, Amrutha has a flatmate to whom I was eventually introduced, and we exchanged pleasantries and everything. After that introduction, my frequency of visits to their place has multi-folded. On New Year’s Eve, hang out with Amrutha and bang her at night. New Year’s, kiss her at midnight and follow it up with a raunchy session. As with all great stories, even we had dull phases and times when we were horny, but the other was unavailable. Thus, we create a schedule for ourselves and try to stick to our ‘fuckdule’ (that’s what we call it.) On a rough day at work in the evening, I messaged Amrutha hoping we could have one ad-hoc stress relief session. Maybe my stars were aligned in the right way that day, she replied, saying, “Yup.” Starting our conversation, Me – Playing field free or busy? A – It’s free. The coach is in the locker. Me – Cool, how about the player? Is the player ready for a game? A – Always tight and ready. Me – Sweet, ready to crush those balls and defences. How is the grass situation? A – Trimmed and ready to be ploughed on. Me – Perfect, see you in 45 then. So I freshened up and started to her home. Since I have been a regular to their building, I know all the codes to the doors. I made my way to their apartment pretty smoothly. At the door, I am greeted by Vaishnavi, the coach Amrutha’s flatmate. I smile at her, and she also smiles back as she knows about our platonic relationship and why I am at that hour. She welcomes me in. I try to engage in some small talk while I wait for Amrutha to come out. But instead, I get a message “ Come on in. The match has already begun.” As I see that message, I excuse myself. I walk into her room to see the dimmed lights, the mood is set, and she is lying on the bed with her clothes scattered around the bed frame. I smile and slowly remove my hoodie, t-shirt, and joggers. Meanwhile, Amrutha lifts the comforter and throws it down in a jiffy, showing me she is naked. Generally, I’m a foreplay guy. But occasionally, I am so horny that I want to thrust my dick into the pussy and start ramping. Today was one such day where I wanted to devour her. Walking towards her naked, I put on the condom, which surprised her. But she didn’t say anything. I got inside the comforter and positioned myself in the missionary. I kissed her lips while adjusting between her legs to penetrate her. “Oh, looks like someone is way too horny today,” she utters as I push my dick deep into her clitoris region, trying to penetrate as deep as I can with my 6-inch cock. Thrusting and thumping her deep and fast as she wrapped her legs around me, I bent to kiss her lips. Sucking on to the lower lip while I move my hips to thrust my dick, I push my tongue into her mouth. Her moans got louder even after being muffled by my mouth. The bedframe started to shake, making a creaking noise. That didn’t stop me, but it made me go even quicker. The dry pussy slowly started to get wet. It made the initial friction disappear and the movement even better. Adjusting her body as my strokes increase, she clasps me with both hands. Swinging her boobs to a bare minimum and the distance between our bodies. Pushing myself away from her, I pull out my dick and grab her hips. I twist them to position her in a lazy doggy style and spread her legs apart. This time, I bend and first rub the pussy with my hand, inserting a finger into it. Then, once I am satisfied with the wetness, I again insert my dick and start ramping it at full speed. Holding on to the bed frame, she moans and moans loudly. With each moan, my thrusts became even harder, making her shout. Spanking the ass cheek to create a small ripple effect. I continued my movement to occasionally bend and grab the boobs from behind and pull her up. I don’t know what got into me that day. But it was one of those nights when I was not even close to cumming. She already had an orgasm and was trembling and begging me to stop right away. The beast in me didn’t want to stop that night, and I kept making her twerk and shiver and cry out loud. After multiple positions and orgasms for her, I finally ejaculated with a loud moan falling onto her. We were both drenched in sweat, filling the room with a sex fragrance. Gasping and recovering, we hug and kiss each other and start conversing. “Phew, Krish, what got into you today? My legs, I think it will be tough for me to walk tomorrow,” Amrutha says as she tries to snuggle beside me. “I don’t know, ma, but it was as if I needed to unleash the beast in me today,” I replied, hugging her tight and kissing her forehead. I continued, “Sorry, ra, I was rough today.” Blushing, she replies, “I liked it rough, but I can’t have it every day.” With that, we both hug and fall asleep with my dick reducing size inside the condom. I’m unsure how much time has passed, but I suddenly wake up as I feel thirsty. I search around and don’t find any water bottle. Wearing the clothes, I see. I head out for water. As I turn around with a filled water bottle, I reencounter Vaishnavi. As usual, I greeted and smiled at her and was about to return to Amrutha’s room. That’s when Vaishnavi started the conversation. V – A long night, I see. Me – Yeah! V – She was too loud today. I could hear her even with my door closed. Me – Sorry, I will try to keep it down next time.