First time with my senior

My name is Rachna. I am 28 years old. My husband works as a Team Lead for an IT company and I am a Call Center Manager. We have a three-year-old son and we are expecting to have baby girl. I am five weeks pregnant and I am very excited to welcome a new member to our little family.

I am a family-oriented woman. My husband and child’s needs are more important to me than my own needs. But that doesn’t stop me from enjoying life. I have always been a happy person and I enjoy life to the fullest. That’s why I had some very good experiences in the past. One of the best experiences I had was when I was doing B.Tech, 2nd year in the university. I had many friends in the university. I even had friends who were juniors and seniors to me in university. It has always been easy for me to make friends because I have a friendly nature.

My friends used to tell me that I have a pretty face and a good figure, so I was very happy with my appearance. I am 5’5. I have light brown complexion. I was not thin or fat but my body measurement was 35, 27, 38. I have brown eyes and waist length black hair. I used to dress well even at that time. Guys used to check me out and I used to pretend like I didn’t care because I was tired of love letters, roses and gifts. But I liked one guy. His name is Rishabh. He was one year senior to me and he was the cricket team captain for our university. He was just like the other guys, always checking me out. But I liked getting his attention because he was handsome and smart. He had a good-looking face, and he was also tall and well-built.

One day he met me in the university campus and introduced himself. He spoke well and he had a good sense of humour. We became good friends. Slowly he started flirting with me. At first it was with words and body language but soon it became physical, like touching my shoulder and hands at first. Then he started putting his hands around my waist when we walked or stood together. I didn’t mind because I liked him. We became boyfriend and girlfriend. It became normal for us to hold hands, hug and kiss whenever we got a chance. He liked to talked dirty in a romantic way and I liked it too. But soon he became desperate to have sex with me. I told him to control himself. He didn’t push me but he became disappointed and withdrawn. I tried to cheer him up but he began distancing himself from me.

I didn’t want to lose him, so when our university had a cultural fest, I planned to spend more time with him. The fest was for three days and there were lots of events.

I was busy with my friends on the first day as I had a dance event. I spent the second day with Rishabh. I was wearing a red saree with a matching red Lycra stretch blouse and he was wearing a good Kurta Pajama. We looked good together. We spent the whole day hanging around the university. We had lot of fun and soon, it was late evening. He put his arm around my waist as we walked around like lovers. He told me he wanted to kiss me. So, we were looking for a spot where we could be unnoticed. But there were people almost everywhere. Luckily, we found a building on our campus that was under construction and the construction work had been stopped for a long time. So, we decided to check it out.

We went there and entered the building. It was quite dark and there was nobody around. The place was dusty and filled with construction materials. We went to the first floor. It was not too dark there. Moonlight was coming through a window. It looked beautiful. There was just enough light to have a private moment together. Rishabh held my hands and kissed them. I was really excited and I loved the way he touched me. He kissed my forehead, nose and lips. He held the back of my neck with one hand and moved his other hand over my body, squeezing my breasts, waist and buttocks. We kissed passionately. I really liked that moment.

I thought he would not stop kissing me but after about 10 minutes, he suddenly broke the kiss. He moved to my neck and started to kiss my neck. His hands were feeling my waist and my buttocks. I stroked his hair. I could feel him getting hard in his pants. I was breathing heavily with excitement. I could feel my chest rising up and down heavily on his body. He moved my Saree’s Pallu from top of my breasts and kissed my cleavage. I liked his kisses on my cleavage. I didn’t want him to stop. He lifted my Lycra stretch blouse and pulled my breasts outside my bra. I told him to be patient and removed the safety pin which was pinned to my Saree and blouse. Then, I removed my bra and blouse, and kept the clothes on the window sill. He quickly grabbed my breasts. He squeezed my breasts, kissed and sucked my nipples impatiently.

My vagina had become wet and I really wanted to touch myself. As if he sensed my thoughts, he stopped sucking my breasts and lifted my Saree and petticoat. He pulled my panties down and removed it from my legs.

I shivered when his fingers touched my vagina. He rubbed his fingers on my vagina and I liked it. He pushed two fingers inside my vagina and stood straight. He kissed my lips while thrusting his fingers inside my vagina slowly.

After a few minutes he broke the kiss and pulled his fingers out my vagina. He sucked his wet fingers and said, “Yum!”

I just laughed at his silly behaviour but I was touched by his love for me. I put my hands down and rubbed my fingers on the bulge in his crotch, through his clothes.

“Do you want to suck it?” He asked.

“What?!” I asked, confused.

He removed the nada string of the Pajama and pulled his underwear down. His penis had become hard and big.

“Don’t want to suck it?” he asked.

I was taken aback a bit but sucking a penis was not new to me. So, the thought of sucking Rishabh’s penis was exciting. I looked into his eyes and knew that he wanted me to suck it. So, I asked, “Do you want me to suck it?”

“Yeah,” he said stroking his penis.

I looked down at his penis and remembered my uncle. It was long and thick like my uncle’s penis. I missed my uncle and I liked Rishab. So, I just said, “Okay, I’ll try. If it smells bad, I won’t.”

“Okay,” Rishabh said.

He removed his pajama and underwear. He lifted his Kurtha and stroked his penis.

I looked down. The floor didn’t look smooth. His underwear was on the floor. So, I took his underwear and kept it before me. I lifted my Saree and Petticoat above my knees, and I knelt down on his underwear. I looked up at his face and he grinned happily.

He came closer to me, pointing his penis at my face. I held it with my right hand. I stroked the long hard penis and kissed the tip. I took half of his penis inside my mouth and sucked. It was exciting because I had only sucked my uncle’s penis before that. I was bit surprised by the similar taste—little salty, little sweet and little metallic.

I didn’t want to show him how much I liked to suck a hard penis, so I took only half of his penis in my mouth and sucked slowly. But Rishabh kept a hand on back of my head and pushed his penis fully inside my mouth. I choked and tried to move my head back but his hand pulled my head. Tears filled my eyes. I took a deep breath through my nose. He pulled half his penis out and I felt better. But he quickly pushed it back inside my mouth. I looked up at him with anger and he blew a kiss to me. It was annoying but I was still happy to see him happy. He pulled and pushed his penis inside my mouth again and again. After sometime, my jaw began to hurt a bit. I thought he would not stop but after 10 minutes, he pulled his penis out of my mouth. It was such a relief. I took a deep breath and tried to stand up. He gave me a hand and helped me stand up.

I stood up and adjusted my Saree’s pleats and the Pallu on my shoulder.

“It’s my turn. Come with me,” Rishabh said.

I didn’t know what he meant but I just followed him. ”

“Turn around and lean on the wall,” Rishabh said.

“What? What do you want to do?” I asked, confused.

“Just turn around and lean on the wall. You’ll understand,” Rishabh said.

I turned around. I leaned forward and kept my hands on the wall, wondering what he wanted to do to me.

He lifted my Saree and I became more excited. He pulled my panties down to my ankles and removed it from my feet. He spread my legs apart and his hands ran over my legs and he squeezed my inner thighs.

He went down and pecked kisses on my buttocks and thighs. He spread the cheeks of my buttocks apart and I felt a kiss on my anus, which sent shivers throughout my body. Pressing his face between my buttocks-cheeks, his mouth pressed around my anus and I could feel his lips, teeth, tongue and breath in the grove of my buttocks. When I felt his tongue inside my anus, I remembered my uncle because he liked to make me sit on his face and sexually stimulate me with his tongue. I put the memories of my uncle aside and focused on Rishabh who was licking inside my anus. I pressed my buttocks on his face loving what he was doing to me.

After a few minutes when his pulled his tongue out of my anus, I was bit disappointed but he licked the grove between my buttocks and finally licked my vagina. His tongue explored the insides of my vagina. And finally, he licked and sucked my clitoris making me feel as if I was in heaven. I thought he would never stop having oral sex with me but after about 10 minutes, he stopped.

Rishabh stood behind me. He held my saree up with one hand and inserted two fingers fully inside my vagina and gently massaged the inside of my vagina. Then, he began to slowly move his fingers in and out of my vagina, fingering me. Gradually, he increased the pace and I could feel the fluid from vagina dripping out. His fingers moved rapidly in and out of my vagina and it felt so good. I thought he would never stop fingering my vagina but after about 10 minutes, he stopped. He pulled his fingers out of my vagina. I heard licking sounds and looked over my shoulders. I saw him licking my vaginal fluids from his fingers. I was happy Rishabh liked me.

After a few minutes, I felt the hard head of his penis rubbing on my labia. Then I felt the thick head of his penis in the opening of my vagina. And slowly his penis moved inside my vagina. He filled me up and I was very happy that our bodies had finally united. I felt like my vagina had come to life and I felt as if his penis was alive inside me.

Rishabh grabbed my breasts from behind and started to slowly move his penis in and out of my vagina. He squeezed my breasts and rolled my nipples with his fingers as his penis successively penetrated my vagina. Slowly he increased pace and his penis moved very fast inside my vagina. His crotch hit on my buttock and caused my body to shake uncontrollably. The sound seemed loud in the empty unconstructed building. But I didn’t mind because the faster he penetrated me, his penis rubbed rapidly on my clit and filled my vagina again and again, making me feel more aroused. It felt like my vagina was squeezing and relaxing at the same time. Parts of my body vibrated and hummed as if electricity was passing through my body. I could feel pulses in my vagina, stomach, chest and thighs.

Rishabh took his hands off my breasts and started to squeeze the cheeks of my buttocks. I felt his penis jerk irregularly inside me and realised he might ejaculate soon. But I ignored the thought as sexual pleasure was soaring throughout my body and I was almost on top.

After he penetrated my vagina for a few minutes, I was finally on top of the clouds. The buildup ended and I felt my stomach drop. I dropped down freely like a bird, feeling a smooth release. I felt more fluid inside my vagina and realised he had ejaculated inside my vagina. He had stopped the in and out movement and he was pressing his crotch hard on my buttocks as he was ejaculating inside me. Both of us had reached climax at the same time.

“Do you want a boy or girl?” Rishabh asked.

I laughed and said, “I don’t know.”

I was so glad my mom had taken me to a lady doctor and requested her insert a copper IUD in my uterus, after she had found out her younger brother and I were having sex.

After we were done, we were very happy we had finally had sexual intercourse. I put on my bra and panties. My clothes were little sticky on my sweating skin even though it was winter. I adjust the pleats and Pallu of my Saree.

Rishabh put on his Pajama and tidied his clothes before we exited the building. He held me close to him, wrapping his arms around my waist and pecking kisses on my face, neck and arms whenever he wanted.

We went to the cafeteria and had dinner. After we finished dinner, we kissed goodbye and went home.

After that first experience with Rishabh, I had sex with him whenever he wanted to have sex. But our relationship continued only for one more year because I found out that he boasting to other students that he was having sex with me. Nevertheless, the first time I had sex with him will remain one my best experiences.

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