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A Journey to Pune Ch. 01

By: rankersaxxo



It was a few years ago when I had joined an IT firm in Mumbai. My girlfriend, Pooja, was working in Pune and was deeply in love with me. She was a dusky slim girl with small boobs but with firm, big and round butts. She stood at 5'6" and was a tomboy. She always wore tight jeans to flaunt her assets. Her boobs were a disappointment for her but she used all means to keep all the onlookers interested with her smiles and lithe figure (read her ass). 

We were in the relationship from college. She was that sexy that I had fucked her from college days only. She was initially not too interested for a sexual relationship but soon she gave in to her desires when we shared a room in a hotel one night. That was the beginning of an intense sexual relationship which made both of us blind. Even being in different cities, we always made sure that we always fucked at least on weekends. Sometimes I visited her and on other times she came to Mumbai and we would go on fucking eachother without an interruption. I tell you, being dusky has something to do her sexual appetite also. She was always ready even after being fucked 4-5 times a day. Though I made sure I keep her satiated but at times I failed and she would ride on me till she got exhausted. 

But this story is not about Pooja. I had fucked her at so many places and so many times that I too don't know whether people would love a drab story which start and end with fucking. This story is about her roomie Riya who stayed with her in Pune in an apartment. Riya was not only taller than Pooja but also fairer and with a wonderful body. Her boobs were of the right size- a handful of pure honey I mean.

Riya and I knew each other as I used to frequent her apartment. Her room was close to Pooja's- separated by the kitchen only. I was always sure that she knew of our loving makings as Pooja always screamed the loudest when I fucked her ass. Sometimes, in a bid to make Riya know of my prowess, I fucked Pooja without lubrication. Those were the times when Pooja used to cry during the forceful entry on her back. But I loved her loud screams which always reverberated within the walls of her apartment. 

One Friday night, I went to Pune to surprise Pooja. So I didn't inform her beforehand and went to her apartment straightaway. I knocked at the door and when Pooja opened it, I put my hand on her boobs and lifted her by her waist. I squeezed both of her lemons so hard that she grimaced in pain. To muffle her voice, I locked my lips with her and took her to her bed. On the way, her tops was on the floor. Her bra was dangling from her left arm. I put her on her bed and started kissing her wildly. I didn't know that Riya was in the hall and was watching us. The way I took Pooja to the bed, Riya was both angry and appreciative (swayed by her own emotions). I got an inkling of her presence when I forcefully put my dick in Pooja's mouth and looked up. I saw Riya, completely shocked, gaping at my stick with rapt attention. Pooja's blow job was such that I forgot to take any step further with Riya and closed my eyes in ecstasy. I knew Riya was watching both of us but I sidelined her for a moment and was enjoying the sucking. 

"Pooo pooo, don't stop ... No no stop... oooo... don't don't stop."

My loss of strength gave many a hint to Pooja as she continued her good work. After a good 10 minutes, I spurted out in her mouth. The quantity was too much and it spilled out of her mouth. She licked it to the last drop. It was a relief. My knees were weak. Holding them, I looked up and saw Riya on her place- watching us. Pooja didn't see her as she was behind her but I could see her. By now she was not angry. She smiled at me and went to her room. 

"Baby, why did you come today? I am going out with my team mates for an outing tonight." Pooja informed me with a sad face.

"What? Today?" I exclaimed. I had ridden my bike to Pune for a wonderful weekend. Now that Pooja was leaving was not what I wanted.

"Why didn't you tell me before? When will you return?" I asked too many questions at one go. 

"I will come tomorrow night. As it was a matter of 24 hrs, I didn't inform you."

"Still Pooo... now what to do?"

Pooja thought for some moments and came up with an idea.

"Then I will cancel my trip. I will be with you." She said in excitement.

"No Poo... it is too good an idea but I don't want to water on your plans. As you are returning tomorrow, I will stay here and we can enjoy on Sunday."

"I don't want to leave you for a day even. I think I will cancel the trip." She was adamant. 

"No Poo, I will wait for you. Anyways, you need someone to massage you on Sunday. So it fits the bill if I stay here and meet you tomorrow night."

We argued for some time but finally she gave in. She agreed that she will go to the trip. 

"I will miss you." She said and hugged me. She was completely nude till that time.

"Put on your dress. We will go out for a candle lite dinner and then you will go." I told her.

The words, 'Candle-lite' dinner, were too much for her and she hugged me again. I held her and put her balls in my mouth- one by one- and then turned her around. Her pussy was still dripping with my cum and was slippery. I was hard in no time. Without wasting a moment, I pushed myself again into her. I went on fucking her so hard, with an aim to let Riya know of it, that Riya opened her door and came out to the hall. She was aghast to see us fucking again within 15 minutes. But this time, Pooja was looking towards the hall and she saw Riya watching us. So Riya hurriedly went to her room and shut it.

We humped and dumped for another 20 minutes. Ejaculating in her, I fell on the bed. I was completely tired. Pooja came on my top and rode me for another 10 minutes. By this time, she had already had a few orgasms and was sweating profusely. Her dusky wet body was shining in the evening light and she looked like a goddess- a sex goddess.

"I am too tired now Poo." 

She smiled and ordered the dinner from a restaurant to her room. I took a short nap. By the time I woke up, Pooja had lighted the room with candles and was waiting for me. I woke up and kissed her. She was still nude but I was too hungry and tired to get carried away. So I gulped a glass of energy drink and burped out.

Pooja was still not satisfied. She rose and came to me. I was sitting with my back on one wall. She came and stranded on me. Pointing at her pussy, she put a lump of ice cream on it. I knew what she wanted me to do. I raised her and ate her pussy. She was shouting at the top of her voice. 

"yes, yes... more ... yes... no no." She was blabbering. 

As I went on eating her pussy, Riya looked from her room. She hid herself from Pooja and watched our love making scenes intensely. Pooja wanted me to fuck her for the third time but one of her team mates reached her apartment and called her.

"Coming Rohit. Give me 10 minutes." Pooja said him over the phone and rushed to dress up.

In five minutes, she was in a tight jeans and a beautiful halter neck top. Her naval was visible and her jeans was low waist. She was looking dashing. I held her closely and kissed her.

"Don't go this way. If I can't control, your team mates will die in the trip." 

She smiled and rushed out. She again returned and kissed me a few times. She went to Riya's place and said her that she would return on the next day. 

"My boyfriend will stay here tonight. Hope you don't have an issue." 

Riya looked at me and shook her head. 

"Have a great trip." She said to Pooja. 

Pooja again came to me and hugged me. Riya looked at us. So to give her a scene to watch, I sneaked peak at Pooja's boobs and licked my own lips. Riya looked down but Pooja enjoyed the attention.

"Love you and miss you too too too much." She said with moistened eyes. She left me and went with Rohit to her company where they all would take a bus for the outing.

I stood near the gate till she became a blur and then I returned to her room. Riya's room was already closed and her light was switched off. I didn't want to disturb her. So I went to the kitchen to fry my dal for dinner when I got startled to hear Riya.

"Hi." She said as she entered into the kitchen.

I looked at her and was completely taken aback by her revealing clothes. Pooja's outfit was nothing in comparison with Riya's. She was wearing a tight mini short jeans pant with top which only covered her mountains. Rest was for my eyes to see and I didn't miss out. I raved over her body and she was just too inviting in her attire. Her bra straps were visible and her boobs were pointed and stood as funnels. She caught me looking at her boobs but she didn't try to stop the show.

"You haven't had your dinner till now?" She asked me.

"Yes I had but I am still hungry." I said.

"And why not. Fucking like that needs energy in packs and sacks." She said looking at the faucet. 

"So you saw that?" I asked her.

She didn't answer but bobbed her head and filled her glass with water. She then drank hurriedly as if she had not drunk for years thereby spilling much of it on her chest. Her pink bra was now visible and her tee was see-through. I looked at those mounts with earnest interest. She caught me again but didn't say anything. She left the kitchen swinging her hips in a sensual way.

I waited in the kitchen for some time but she didn't return. I went to Pooja's room for my dinner. I ate till my nose and stretched on her bed. I was too tired to think of Riya. I was sleepy but my phone woke me up. It was Pooja.

"Hey, I reached in my company and we are starting now. How are you?"

"Poo, can we talk tomorrow. Too tired to talk to anyone."

She laughed and bade me goodnight.

"Love you too Poo. Enjoy your trip." I said and disconnected the call. Soon I slept.

I woke up in the morning. It was already late. I went to the kitchen to make tea for me. Riya was in the hall in the same outfit and was surfing the net. She saw me and didn't say a word. She just smiled and got up. She came to the kitchen.

"You look tired. Let me prepare the coffee for you."

I thanked her and went to her laptop. 

"Can I check my emails in your laptop?" I asked.

"Sure." She said and smiled. 

I opened her laptop. Her photos folder was open. I went through her photos one by one. Most of her photos were too sexy and a few were on the beach. I was looking at her body intensely when she came with coffee.

"Have it. Hey... you are checking me out in my photos." 

I smiled.

"Couldn't control such a body." I reasoned with her. 

She shook her head and sat next to me. She kept her chin on my shoulder and took the laptop to show me more of her personal photos. Her boobs were brushing on my back.

"This one is my favorite." She said pointing at a photo.

I looked at the photo. It was shot during sunset on a beach. She is in the water holding her boobs with her hands. There was not a single piece of thread on her body. The photo was really mesmerizing. I went on looking at it.

"Can I take the laptop?" I asked her. 

She said yes but was looking confused.

I took the laptop and turned it upside down. I even shook it. She was still surprised.

"I was just trying to get your hands off your boobs so that I can see those beautiful things." I flirted.

She smiled again and hit me on my chest.

"You are naughty. Too naughty."

I grinned. She too smiled and put her head on my lap. My dick was pumping now and it was just an inch away from her head. She was still looking at the laptop but I knew there was many a thing going on in her head at that time.

We went on watching her photos. Then she made me another cup of coffee. Again she put her head on my lap. But this time she looked towards me. So my erection was visible to her but she ignored it deliberately. I tried to keep my dick in place but it always raised it face. She sensed my displeasure. 

"Why don't you free it? I am sure it will make you comfortable."

I nodded and removed my pants. My thing flung out in a jiffy. It was smoking fumes when Riya looked at it. She saw it from the corner of her eyes and tried to hide her excitement. She placed her head on my lap but didn't do anything or said anything.

"Why don't we watch a movie now?" I suggested. 

She liked it. 

"Which movie?" She asked.

"Anything you suggest." I replied.

"Hmmm. Still you choose."

We watched 'American Pie' together. I don't know how we got so comfortable within such a short span of time. It felt as if she was my girlfriend and she was behaving so. She sat with her back against my chest and I was running my hands over her breasts. My dick poked at her at times but she didn't touch it for a second even. She was testing me and I was passing her exams with flying colors as my machine could keep on its hardness for an hour.

After the movie, she got up to take a bath. I too stood up. I held her hands and pulled her to kiss her neck. She pushed me a little and looked down at my cock.

"It's been poking me all through the movie. It's a bad guy." She said.

"It's a gentleman you know. It stands up every time it is with you." I again reasoned with her.

She smiled and shook her head. She went near the bathroom.

"I will bath now. Will you help me out here?"

I didn't lose a single moment and pounced upon her. I held her tops and tore it apart and then pulled her bra open. I knew it was not the way but my wild action was duly appreciated as she went on laughing during the proceedings. Then I opened her jeans and pulled it out. Her 'calvin klein' underwear was the only thing between my dick and its home. I slowly removed it.

Heaven it was when I saw her pussy. It looked she had shaved it only the previous night. Her pussy was already wet. Her very fair skin complemented with her pink pussy. I wanted it and wanted it badly. Before she could suggest or convey anything, I held her by her waist and licked it. She was about to say something when she completely lost it and only air gasped out from her mouth.

"Aaaawwwwww." She blurted out.