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I have been a regular reader of this site and enjoy the stories posted on it. I especially enjoy the stories written by women – somehow it turns me on to read or hear a woman narrating a sexual experience that she has had. Anyway, I am now posting a story based on my experiences during my college days as a hostel student. Let me introduce myself first. I am Arjun, single, 28 years old, working since the last few years. I studied in a premier institution in Mumbai and spent some wonderful years there. We had a big, green campus where students had a lot of freedom. Many of us had single rooms to ourselves, depending on the hostel block we were in. There were plenty of places on campus for horny couples to make out. At times we would take advantage of the laxity of the hostel wardens and boys and girls would spend the nights together in the hostel rooms.
This is the story of an incredibly hot and sexy girl called Ramya who became my girlfriend and intimate sexual partner in those days. Ramya was a south Indian dusky beauty of medium height with an awesome figure to die for. She had a perfectly proportionate body with superb, big boobs and a hot, sexy ass. In the first few weeks I was shy and would not talk to girls very much although I was not new to sex and had had a couple of sexual experiences previously. Many of my batch-mates, especially those in the hostel had already started going around. My room-mate would not be back until early in the morning and when he was undressing he would show me bites and nail-marks on his body. It would make me horny but I was still too shy to hang around with the ‘night-crowd’ and restricted myself to watching porn.
Ramya was in a different department but in the first semester we shared some common courses. We first met when we happened to sit next to each other for one of of our classes. I have always had a weakness for dusky women. In fact, I am a big fan of Nandita Das, and get turned on watching her on screen. So I was naturally drawn to Ramya by her skin colour. She had a good taste in dressing up and paid a lot of attention to her looks. She looked gorgeous in every dress, be it jeans and kurta, churidar or skirt and blouse. Her eyes were always lined with kajal, and she applied a range of perfumes that made her smell very feminine.
She also had a great collection of ear-rings and bangles, with a matching set for every single dress. Gradually, we became friends. Being a day-scholar Ramya would often get home-made snacks and sweets to share with her friends. Being part of the same friends’ circle I would get to spend a fair bit of time with her. She was a good-natured girl and quite open-minded. I came to know that she had a boyfriend, and that she had a physical relationship with him. Since the south Indian girls I had known earlier were mostly quite conservative I found this surprising. Once I asked her how she happened to be so different.
She told me that her parents had themselves gone through a love marriage and were quite broad-minded. So they didn’t mind her having a boyfriend. Of course, they did not know about her having a physical relationship. But Ramya said that she believed that there were certain things that one enjoyed best when one was young and that sex was one of them. At the same time, she said that she was loyal to her boyfriend and was not even tempted to sleep with anyone else. Of course, I was quite disappointed about this and felt extremely jealous about her boyfriend and the fact that he was getting to fuck this sexpot of a girl. Nonetheless, I continued to lust after her and would jerk off thinking of her. Often while watching porn I would start imagining that the girl in the video was Ramya. This gave me quite a kick and I started enjoying my shagging sessions all the more. But secretly I hoped that someday I would get a chance to fuck my darling Ramya in the flesh.
Although she was a day-scholar Ramya would occasionally stay back in the hostel with her best friend Maria. On one such occasion, I happened to go up to the girls’ hostel to meet Maria because Maria and I were working on an assignment together. On the night before submission, we decided to go over our assignment together once again. So at around 9 pm after dinner I went up to the lounge of the hostel, the common area where boys were supposed to wait. I could soon hear Maria coming down the corridor. The curtains parted and lo and behold! It was not Maria but Ramya. I was stunned to see her.
She had let her hair loose and was dressed in a tight white t-shirt and itsy-bitsy green shorts. “Hi Arjun! Maria is on the phone with her mom. She’ll be here in a couple of minutes” she said to me sweetly. I barely heard her words. I was transfixed by her lovely curves, the sight of those stupendous pair of peaks pushing against her t-shirt, and her lovely long and waxed legs. I simply could not take my eyes off her body. “Arjun! I am talking to you”, she said loudly before I was jolted out of my reverie. I looked up at her face embarrassingly. But by then she had caught my long look at her body and realised what was going on.
There was a half-smile playing on her face. “Just wait here”, she said and turned back inside. I was shocked at what had happened and sank into a chair. My heart beat fast. What would Ramya think? Would I lose her friendship? I was scared by these thoughts. Meanwhile Maria came out with her laptop and opened the file we were working on. I could barely concentrate. But in a few minutes Ramya too came out. As if nothing had happened she hovered around us looking over our shoulders at our assignment. Gradually I realised that she was chilled out about the whole thing and heaved a sigh of relief. I managed to sneak in a few sideways views of her hot body. When the discussion was over I went straight back to my room and jerked off thinking of the wonderful sight of Ramya that evening.
From that day a new chemistry crept into our interaction with each other. I began to notice that Ramya would often stand close to me while talking or hanging out with friends. I started touching her arms, back and shoulders. Of course, I did this in a friendly way because I was still shy but my lust for her only kept on increasing. Inadvertently, I started casting long lingering looks at her boobs and checking out her ass. (I myself realised this only later when Ramya told me how she would get turned on by the way I looked at her body. She deliberately started wearing tight tops and trousers to catch my attention.) We also started talking to each other more freely and I realised that her relationship with her boyfriend was not very smooth. She told me that she suspected him of sleeping with a colleague of his at his workplace. I began to smell an opportunity. However, I did not know what to do. I feared that if I made a rash move I would lose my friendship with Ramya. I thought about it a lot but remained confused.
One day I was surprised to see her in a beautiful cream-coloured churidar. She told me that it was her late grandmother’s birth anniversary and she was going to pray at a well-known temple not very far from our campus. I told her that she looked really beautiful and in my excitement blurted out that I just wanted to just keep looking at her. Ramya smiled shyly and said that she would be returning that night and would stay over with Maria since it would be too late for her to leave for home. She would give me a call once she was back and we could meet for some time.
I was happy to hear this. As she turned and stood sideways to me I suddenly caught sight of her boobs bursting out of her tight kameez. Although she was wearing a dupatta in front, the press of her lovely melons was clearly visible from the side. I could not help looking at her chest longer than I should have. Ramya realised this and turned away but not before a playful smile on her lips showed that she had enjoyed the attention. I went back to my hostel room thinking of her breasts and waited impatiently for her to come back. I could barely concentrate on anything. My cock made a tent in my pants and I kept stroking it.
She was back in a couple of hours and called me from Maria’s room. I went up to the hostel in a trice. She was looking beautiful and was waiting for me in the lounge with a broad smile on her face. Her hair was tousled from the commuting but it only made her look sexier. It gave wing to my lustful thoughts and I could sense that I was not fully in control of my words and actions. “I was thinking of you ever since you left, Ramya”, I said. “Why Arjun?” she asked me, continuing to smile. “I don’t know…you look so beautiful today…like an apsara”, I replied.
To my surprise Ramya caught my hand, lifted it up to her lips and kissed it. Instinctively, I caught her other hand, pulled her towards me and kissed her on the lips. Stepping back but with our hands still holding I said, “Ramya I love you”. Ramya was blushing and could say nothing for a minute. “Let’s go into the room”, she said huskily at last. Luckily, there was no one around. Maria too had gone out. Ramya led me into the room and bolted the door. Without exchanging a word I pushed her against the door and bent down to kiss her. She responded passionately. In no time we were kissing each other hungrily, exploring each other with our tongues.
Meanwhile our hands went to work on each other. I pulled at her dupatta, which fell to the floor revealing the lovely mounds of her tits as they strained against the fabric of her cream-white kameez. Her hard nipples stood out invitingly on her chest, heightening my lust. My hands instinctively went to work on her boobs kneading and squeezing them. Her hands were reaching out for my pants to feel up my hard-on. It was as if our brains had stopped working and lust had taken over. We lost all sense of time and place. We kept pushing each other against the walls turn-by-turn and kept kissing and feeling each other up. The room resounded with the sound of our passionate smooching. Ramya was making sexy noises. “Mmmmm, aaaaahhhhh, uhhhh, aaahhhhh, mmmmmm” in between our kisses. I reached down to Ramya’s neck and started kissing her while my hands started squeezing her ass. We were both breathing heavily and Ramya was letting out low moans.
But before we could progress towards the inevitable there was a knock on the door. At first we paid no notice but the knock came again loudly. Being the woman, Ramya was the first to recover. She pushed me away and hissed, “Stop, it’s Maria”. It took me a few seconds to come back to earth. Ramya was already straightening her clothes. I let out my tucked shirt fully to hide my still-erect cock. Ramya shouted, “Yes, opening the door, give me a minute”. When Maria entered the room she was initially shocked to see me. But she immediately realised what had been happening and started to smile. Ramya started blurting out some story. I was so embarrassed that I left the room without saying anything.
I slept with a hard-on in my pyjamas that night. Next morning I woke up to find a couple of naughty messages from Ramya on my phone: “Did you jerk off thinking of me?” went the first one. And the second one said: “Mmmm, you were sooo good Arjun…I hope you are dreaming of me tonight….” Clutching my hard dick with one hand, I typed out a naughty message with another. It was the first of many naughty messages that we exchanged throughout the day. By evening, our messages had become increasingly dirty. We were both dying to meet each other and fuck. But it was not possible so soon. The college fest was starting in two days’ time and Ramya was in the organising committee. She had a lot of running around to do. She promised me that we would meet soon after the inauguration and pleaded with me to be patient. I spent the next couple of days lusting for Ramya and at the same time kept myself from masturbating. It was sheer agony.
The college festival started in the afternoon and in the evening was the concert of a well-known playback singer. I finally managed to catch up with Ramya after the inauguration was over. She was looking beautiful as usual but was now wearing a lovely orange-coloured saree since she was on the organising committee. I complimented her on her looks and could see that she enjoyed my praise. Since many people were around we could not do anything at that time. Finally, the concert started. The students began enjoying themselves from the very first song as the singer began sing popular numbers.
The event was being held in an open area designed like a large courtyard. Ramya and I perched ourselves on the edge of the courtyard next to a pillar at the far end. As evening fell it grew darker, and with growing darkness our desire for each other began to rise. We were sitting holding hands but as it became dark I spread my hands around her waist. She was wearing flowers in her hair and her perfume smelt incredibly sexy. The feminine smell was overpowering and I could barely control myself. Ramya gave me a knowing smile and moved closer, her thighs pressing against mine. I leant towards her and kissed her on the cheek.
She looked at me sideways with a shy but radiant smile. At once, I leant forward to kiss her on the lips. Taken by surprise, Ramya tried to move away but with my hand on her waist I kept pressing her towards me. In seconds, her resistance melted and she started responding to my kiss. Taking short breaks we kissed each other all over the face. Everybody was busy enjoying the event and we remained anonymous and unnoticed. The loudness of the music masked the hot sounds we were making. I moved down to kiss her neck. She raised my chin with her hand and looked into my eyes. We could see in each other’s eyes how badly we wanted each other.
We smooched again, this time with greater sexual intensity. I removed my hand and this time slipped it around her waist again but through the folds of her saree. I began to feel the naked flesh of her waist. “Ah”, Ramya sighed with pleasure. I began feeling her waist, rubbing her flesh with my hands. “Mmmm”, Ramya moaned, enjoying the feel of my hands snaking across her skin, tickling her gently, and poking her belly button. Gradually my hands began to move upwards towards the edges of her blouse. “No Arjun, not here, somebody will see us”, Ramya protested. But it was a half-hearted protest and I could sense it well.
Both of us knew what we wanted. Our minds knew that it was a dangerous place to do what we were doing but lust had conquered us. Spending a few minutes around her upper navel I moved up to her breast. I gave it a gentle squeeze and kept my hand in that position for a few seconds, enjoying the pleasure flowing through my body like electric current. My dick grew harder by an extra inch. “No Arjun, no, don’t do it here”, Ramya was saying.
By now there was no question of accepting no for an answer. As I began to squeeze her tits, she fell silent and with a moan rested her head against my shoulder. Her hand had already been feeling up my erection and she now began stroking my cock all the more vigorously through my pants. Oblivious of the world around us we began enjoying the hot pleasure of each other’s bodies, fondling each other and savouring the erotic sexual pleasure we were giving each other. Ramya was sighing with the pleasure of my hands on her boobs, and the rock-hard feeling of my cock in her hands. Time seemed to stop still but the urge to explore each other more fully was growing. Our breathing grew hard and our groping more intense.
Suddenly a light flashed close to us and we broke away from each other with a start. Luckily, the lights did not fall on us and moved away. Ramya turned to me and said to me half-panting in an urgent, husky voice,” Arjun, let’s go to Maria’s room”.
I needed no prodding. We got up and began almost running towards the girls’ hostel hand-in-hand. The campus was deserted as everyone was in the concert. Locking the door behind us in Maria’s room, Ramya and I gazed into each other’s eyes. Ramya’s eyes were red and I could see the sexual longing in them. Without waiting for me Ramya undid the pin on her shoulder and flung the pallu of her saree away. A breath-taking sight met my eyes. Encased in a low-cut dark-orange blouse were a pair of the most perfect breasts. My eyes rested on the lovely dark cleavage, and moved down to savour the sight of those fabulous melons.
Her navel was flat and her belly button made me salivate at the thought of licking it with my tongue. Taking a step forward Ramya pulled me towards her by my shirt and kissed me on my lips. Her boldness and passion drove me crazy. I pushed her against the wall and began kissing her everywhere – on her lips, cheeks, neck, cleavage, boobs, navel, belly-button. The blouse had a big u-cut at the back, revealing her neck, shoulders and upper part of the back. It was incredibly sexy. I kissed her exposed skin passionately. My hands were squeezing both her boobs from behind while my lips were busy planting hot kisses, and my tongue licking her exposed back and neck. As my passion rose I began disrobing her. (Trust me guys, foreplay with a girl clad in a saree can be incredibly exciting.)
Now she was only in her blouse and inskirt and looking unbelievably sexy. I pushed her down on the bed and again started kissing her all over. Despite my masculine force against her Ramya managed to push me over and got on top of me. Mad with passion we wrestled with each other. Finally I got to work on her remaining clothes. In a few moments she was in her bra and panties. Her figure was a perfect ten. I was completely uncontrollable and so was she.
Without waiting for me, she unclasped her bra, shook it off her shoulders, and threw it aside. The most beautiful sight in the world met my eyes. Her melons were succulent but firm. In the middle were her oblong aerolae, hard and leathery, with the nipples standing out and demanding to be sucked. Heaving with passion they presented a most heavenly sight. I could hold myself no more. Attacking her boobs with my mouth, I began kissing them intensely. Ramya began emitting loud, sexy sounds, “Ah, aaahhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhh, yeaaaaaaahhh, oh yaaaaaahhhhhhh”. I began to suck on her nipples like a guy gone completely crazy. Enjoying it thoroughly, Ramya crushed my head to her breasts and moaned loudly as I played with her nipples, moving from one breast to another. “Bite them Arjunnnnn”, she commanded, her voice trembling with passion. I was only happy to do so. In the meantime, I had thrown off my clothes too. As we moved deeper and deeper into our tunnel of sexual ecstasy all our clothes came off. Ramya spread her legs wide for me. I needed no second invitation. Mounting her in missionary position I began to pump into her. “Fuck me Arjun, yeah, fuck me”, Ramya began to scream.
Her loud moans and dirty talk made me still hornier. Ramya had gone as crazy with passion as I. We fucked wildly with Ramya egging me on. I pumped into her with my cock scraping against the walls of her pussy. “Oh fuck yeah fuck me Arjun fuck me”, she cried out in pleasure. Her nails dug deep into me and she bit my shoulder as I leaned against her with my cock embedded deep inside her love canal. I noticed nothing, so overcome by desire was I. Given my eagerness and state of lust I was the first to orgasm. I pulled out my cock just in time and came all over her boobs. Ramya was still panting with pleasure and moaned loudly as she felt the sprinkle of my warm cum on her naked breasts. Continuing to moan pleasurably, she rubbed my cum all over breasts and still-erect nipples.
Then pulling my cock towards her she licked the drops of my cum and rubbed them against her lips, sighing pleasurably with satisfaction. Then she kissed my cock and a smile of happiness spread across her face. I plopped down over her and started kissing her neck. I wasn’t ready to let go of my beautiful, naked Ramya yet. We lay naked on the bed caressing each other. I wanted to fuck her again. But we realised that the concert would be ending and that people would be coming back to the rooms. Unwillingly, I put on my clothes and helped Ramya with the saree. We stepped out of the hostel in the nick of time. The concert had just ended and we could see the students beginning to walk back.
I slept blissfully that night, tired out after the wild fuck with Ramya. When I woke up next morning I realised that I still had a lot more in my balls to give to my girl. My sex-thirst was not yet quenched. But a message from her was already waiting for me: “You were so fucking good Arjun…you fucked me like a real MAN!” Sensing the hardness in my pyjamas I immediately texted her back: “I still have a lot more left in my cock….want to meet you again today…”. She replied with an enigmatic smiley.
I could hardly wait to meet her again. But to my great frustration we could not spend time together that day. The college fest was on for three days and since she was in the organising team she had many things to do. So although she was staying back in the hostel I could not get to spend time with her. Meanwhile, the entire campus was reverberating with sexual activity. In the evening all the dark corners were occupied and a peep behind the bushes revealed couples groping and carousing. I was dejected and very disappointed. But in the evening she messaged me, “Sorry darling. Will be with you tomorrow. I promise!” I cheered up and could not wait for the next day.
It was the last day of the college fest and the curtains were to be drawn on the festival with a rock concert in the evening. Clearly this was the best time for us. As the afternoon wore on, all the girls started changing into short clothes to dance to the music. I eagerly looked forward to see what Ramya would be wearing. And I was not disappointed. Soon she appeared with Maria and other female friends. I could not believe my eyes. She was wearing a black t-shirt ending just above a pair of denim shorts that hugged her ass nicely. I had never seen her in such clothes before and my testosterone levels shot up. Ramya would later tell me that I seemed so smitten that I was looking at her all the time and her friends kept pulling her leg about it long afterwards. But at the time I was completely oblivious to everything around me. I wanted only my beautiful sexpot Ramya.
The rock concert began and we started to enjoy it. Soon the students were all dancing and swaying to the music. Booze was flowing like water. Boys and girls were getting high and the dancing was getting increasingly dirty. I could not restrain myself. I began touching Ramya and started brushing my hands against her breasts and ass. Ramya gave me a naughty look everytime I did so. After a point I could stand it no more. I badly wanted to fuck my girl. Ramya sensed it too. She gave me a knowing smile and led me out of the crowd by my hand.
Once again, we almost ran to the hostel. I cupped her boobs from behind and started planting passionate kisses on her neck. She arched herself backward, knowing that I wanted her melons, and let me play with them. “You are so good with my boobs Arjun”, she moaned as I deep-squeezed her breasts. Drunk with sex passion, we undressed each other, almost tearing off each other’s clothes. I kept working on her fantastic breasts, squeezing them, licking her aerolae, sucking and biting her nipples. As I inserted my cock into her love-spot she moaned loudly, “C’mon Arjun, give me all that you’ve got tonight!” I began pumping into her. She held onto my hand while I built a steady rhythm, my hard cock lunging deeper and deeper inside her. Although I was crazy with passion I had planned to try out a few things with her.
So after some time I asked her to get over me in cowgirl position. She told me breathlessly that she had not tried it before. But I encouraged her to get on top of me. Soon she was bouncing up and down on my dick. Her cries of “Oh yeah, oh yeah, Arjuuuunnnn, yeah darling, oh your cock feels soooo gooooddd”, started rending the air. This time I kept my wits about me and did not come so quickly as last time. I got Ramya off my cock and started fucking her sideways. This became a favourite position of ours from then on, although we also loved fucking doggy-style. I fucked her sideways till she got an orgasm. As her pussy muscles closed in on my hard cock she convulsed palpably with pleasure and uttered a loud moan: “Oh yeah, Arjjuuuuuuunnnnn, aaaaaaahhhhhhhh”. I let her enjoy her orgasm although my cock was still throbbing with desire. As she started settling down after her orgasm she gasped and asked me: “Did you cum too?”
“Not yet, darling”, I replied, panting and planting a kiss on her cheek.
“Then what are you waiting for? C’mon fuck me, I want you to cum” she urged.
I needed no further urging. Pumping into her again, I gave full vent to my sexual desire. With one hand I grabbed her lovely breasts from behind while my cock did its job inside her pussy. In about ten minutes or so I could feel my muscles convulsing. Soon I was spraying my cum on Ramya’s face with she moaning: “Yeah Arjun, give it to meee….” I collapsed on the bed. She turned back to kiss me. My hands caressed her breasts, and I pinched her still-erect nipples. We panted hard and waited patiently to catch our breath. “Oh Ramya, that was so good baby….you are too good”, I said licking her behind her ears. Ramya stroked my chest and turned over to press her boobs against my hard male chest. “Oh Arjun, I want you to do me once more tonight”, she purred. I smiled and said, “There’s still a lot more juice left in my balls but what if Maria returns?”
“She won’t come tonight”, replied Ramya looking at me with a twinkle in her eyes. “We have the room to ourselves”.
That was all the encouragement that I needed. My cock grew hard again and I started ravishing Ramya again. We fucked again like there was no tomorrow. I gave her my all and she enjoyed it thoroughly as I fucked her to my heart’s content and gave her one more orgasm. I too came once more that night after which Ramya sucked out every drop of cum from my cock. After many hours of fucking we finally collapsed in others’ arms. “Oh Arjun, you are so fucking goooooodddddd!” Ramya moaned, purring like a sex kitten fucked to the peaks of pleasure. Completely spent, we slept in each others’ arms. Luckily the next day was a holiday and we awoke really late.
Discovering each other naked in bed made us horny again and we had one more round of sex. We had missed dinner the previous evening and all the fucking had made us ravenous. We tucked in an enormous meal for lunch. The college fest marked the beginning of the relationship between Ramya and me. Her old relationship ended and a new one blossomed between us. We continued fucking each other for a long time afterwards, trying out new things and enjoying sex in its most exciting form. Several times we holed up in her house when her family was out of town and fucked the daylights out of each other. The following week Ramya sucked my cock in the library and showed me what an expert cock-sucker she was. I started calling her Blowjob Queen after the incident. But then that is another story.
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