Hi, I’m Rishika. I’m from Karwar and now work at a startup in Bangalore. I’m 24 years old. A friend suggested I share my experiences, so here I am.
I’ve been dating my boyfriend for 5 months. He’s not my first, but I’m loyal. Despite many guys asking me out, I always turn them down. One persistent guy is my team leader. He’s married, 32, and known as a ‘chhapri’ for his shameless flirting. He frequently asks me out. Though I always refuse, he doesn’t give up.
Recently, something happened that changed things. One of our colleagues got married in Coorg, 200 km away. Our team planned to attend, taking two days off. The day before the wedding, seven of us left Bangalore and reached Coorg.
The girls, including me, stayed in a hotel 2 km from the wedding hall and the guys 5 km away. Upon arrival, we were exhausted and fell asleep immediately.
On the wedding day, I wore an orange saree with a green blouse and felt great. We attended the wedding, congratulated our colleagues, had lunch, and gave our gifts. By 3 pm, we decided to return to our rooms. The girl who drove our car wanted to stay at the wedding hall.
My other friend also stayed, so I decided to take an auto back to the hotel. As I left the wedding hall, I felt a lot of eyes on me, so I hurried. Suddenly, I heard my name. It was my team leader who ran up to me and asked if I was heading back to my hotel. When I said yes, he offered to drop me off.
I initially refused, knowing his nature. But he insisted, saying it was daytime. I was in a saree, and he was heading back to his room anyway. I thought about it and agreed since it felt safe. He brought his car, and we headed out. Once we started, he said, “As soon as you started going back alone, I ran to drop you.”
I replied, “I knew it. You’re such a flirt. That’s why I wanted to go alone.” He laughed and said, “Don’t worry, I’m just dropping you off. But you do look so yummy today.”
I replied, “What do you mean yummy?”
He said, “Yummy means yummy. You know what it means.”
I just stayed silent.
He drove past the hotel I was staying at, and I immediately said, “Hey, where are you going?”
He said, “Don’t worry so much. Let’s explore nature. It’s still afternoon, right? Let’s go around and maybe take some photos and come back.”
I gave up. He’s too insistent, and I thought I would get this over with. We drove for half an hour or so. We finally stopped at a place that had some small lake-like water and ground on the other side. It was secluded on a country road. He said, “I’ll take some photos come. You are looking nice.”
I was reluctant but got down anyway. We were chatting and looking around the place, took one or two photos, and just rested for a bit. Then he said, “Your bf is very lucky.”
I said, “Yeah, I know.” I didn’t want to converse more with him.
He said, “Why are you so grumpy with me?”
I replied, “Because you’re such a pervert all the time. Are you not married?”
He said, “Yeah, so? Why should I not flirt with a girl like you?” I did not know what to say.
He continued, “Your bf already enjoys you. I’m just looking right, here and there. I flirt, so what?” I got soft on him this time. I was being a bit too harsh as well. He said, “So since you’re not denying, he enjoys you, right?” I just replied with hmm.
He said, “How often does he sleep with you?” I was shocked, and he said, “Come on, drop the act, be free and open.” I said, “Alright.” He asked again, “Tell me how often?” I said, “On weekends.” He asked back, “Every weekend?” I said, “Yeah.”
He said, “Yeah, no wonder, look at that big ass.” He started staring at my ass.
I told him, “Stop staring at my ass.” He suddenly moved towards me, put his hand on my ass, and said, “Then what should I touch it, huh?” I said, “That’s not what I mean.”
He squeezed my ass and said, “Hey, this is not cheating, it’s okay.” I was also a little aroused, so I didn’t stop him. He continued to squeeze. He said, “Look, you don’t need to cheat on your bf. But I like you so much. Can you do me a favour?”
I said, “What?” He replied, “Let me feel your figure. Just on top, I will not even touch your skin.”
I did not say anything, He knew I was saying okay in a way. He started smirking, and grabbed my hand, pulled me. It was getting dark a little, so he took me for a couple of more steps. We went behind a tree and some plants, and he said, “I don’t think anyone can see us now.”
I tried to look around in between the leaves to see if that was the case. Suddenly, he pushed me on the tree. He grabbed my pallu and took it off. He hurriedly grabbed both my boobs and squeezed very hardly on top of my blouse. I was surprised at his hungriness.
He looked right into my eyes, and he did not hesitate even a bit. He continued to squeeze my boobs harder and harder. It was very arousing. I gasped. He said, “Yeah, you can moan, honey, nobody’s here.” I moaned slowly, and he was like, “Yeah, you wish your bf was here now, don’t you?”
I nodded. “You wish you were enjoyed by your boyfriend when you’re in this good dress, isn’t it?” I nodded again. He stopped squeezing my boobs and started to slip his hand inside slowly. So I stopped him. He said, “Yeah, yeah, I know I’m not going to touch even your skin. I keep my promise.”
He slipped his hand inside my blouse but on top of my bra. He cupped his hands over my boobs completely and started squeezing again. While squeezing, his mouth came very near to me. I would have kissed him at that moment, but he just started breathing one inch away from my lips.
He said, “I will keep my promise. I will not touch your lip skin.” He took away his one hand from my left boob, slowly put it down. He put it on my ass and grabbed it tightly. He said, “Your ass is so much bigger than my wife’s. I can believe how lucky your bf is,” he said.
He took off his other hand and turned me around slowly. My pallu was already down. He lifted my leg and put his crotch on my hips. He pressed it tightly, and he asked me, “Can you feel my tool?” I actually could, but I nodded sideways as no. He pushed me harder against the tree.
He lifted my saree and petticoat to my hips, exposing my ass in panties. “This is what I meant by yummy,” he said, slapping my ass. I moaned, and he slapped again, harder. “Honey, you’re enjoying it, so don’t be shy,” he said, slapping me again. I screamed louder on purpose.
“Yeah, that’s my girl,” he said. “Hold this,” he instructed, referring to my saree and petticoat. I held them as I heard him unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. He pulled my hips towards him, pressing his cock against my ass, separated only by my panties.
He grabbed my thighs and pushed my head down, dry-humping me hard for several minutes. Suddenly, we heard a vehicle approaching. He released me, and I adjusted my saree. I saw him pulling up his pants as a bike passed by, not noticing us.
We quickly put our clothes back on and silently walked back to the car. Once on the main road, he broke the silence, “I wish I could have enjoyed your figure a little more.” I laughed and said, “We went a little too far. It’s for the better.”
He replied, “Yeah, I understand. Anything more, and you wouldn’t be loyal to your boyfriend anymore.”
We drove in silence again till we reached my hotel. It was around 5:30ish at the time. He stopped the car in front of my hotel. I told him, “Okay, I will see you tomorrow with others then.” He nodded, and he said, “Wait.” I sat back down. He looked around and confirmed at the moment, no one was around us.
He suddenly slipped his hand inside my blouse. This time directly inside my bra. He grabbed my boobs bare skin, squeezed it very hard, grabbed my nipples. I gasped again. I looked at him with this sudden surprise. He came near me and whispered, “You’re totally going to get fucked tonight, you know it, right?”
He looked so lusty, naughty and hungry. I smiled at him. I told him, “I’ll call you after dinner.” I took his hands off my bra, got out of the car and started going out towards my room. I didn’t look back, but I knew he was staring at my ass. The night I knew I was going to have fun, a proper one, perhaps.
I got back to my hotel around 5:30 pm. My friends were still not back. I called them. One finally answered, saying they wouldn’t return until the next morning. They were going to a nearby dhaba with some of the guys to have drinks. She laughed and suggested I join them, but I declined.
She teased me for being too loyal to my boyfriend and told me to stay safe before ending the call. Feeling a bit isolated, I called my boyfriend, but the conversation was dry. He was busy and hurried off the phone. I told him I’d be hanging out with friends.
It struck me that both my friends and my boyfriend were cutting me off. At the same time, my team leader was showing interest. I remembered how he had touched me earlier. Taking a deep breath, I showered to clear my mind. I had an early dinner around 8 pm.
Then I texted my leader, “You up?” He replied instantly, “Yeah, waiting for you!” I said, “Pick me up,” and he responded, “I’m on my way, baby!” There was no going back now.
With that epilogue, let’s head to the actual plot. His car came in near my hotel. As I saw it from the balcony, I started going down. He called me, but I did not pick up. There was no point. I went down. It was about 9 in the night. I approached the car.
I could literally see his face rise, almost drool, so I went and sat down in the back seat. He didn’t mind it, I guess, but I could see a little disappointment in his face. Either way, he asked, “Shall we go?” I said, “Yeah.”
On the way, he asked, “So what made you wear that?” I was in a green, single-piece sun dress. It was up to my knees and exposed a little cleavage. I replied, “Well, I think you know.” He smirked, said “What do I know?” I laughed. I just took my legs and kept it sideways over the gearbox, on his lap.
He was driving but put his left hand on my leg. Caressing it. Slowly take it up to the thighs. I slowly kicked his hands, and he was surprised. I said, “Keep your hands on the steering wheel.” He laughed and continued to drive. I moved my leg up to his crotch. I could feel his dick over his pants.
Slowly, it was getting hard. I started playing on it, rubbing it as much as I could. He slowed and came down a little to be cautious. I could see he was enjoying it. I smirked and took it back. Rightfully, we arrived at his hotel, and he parked the car downstairs.
While I got down, he pointed at the lift we had to take. I headed there. I was just in the lift. He came in and pushed me to the side of the lift, quickly pushed 5, his floor. He held my face and immediately started kissing me. I didn’t stop him or resist him this time around.
He said, “You’re one naughty bitch.” He put his hands on my thighs, slowly going up inside my dress, and said, “You play hard to get.” I laughed. I replied, “Because I know I’m worth it.” He, by then, put his hand over to my crotch. His hands were searching for something.
Then he asked, “My god, did you not even wear your panties?” I replied, “Why? Did you want me to?” I winked. He just became so filled with adrenaline. Fortunately, we arrived at the fifth floor. He took my hand and literally pulled me to his room.
It was right across from us. We got in, and he immediately locked the door. He held my hands again and started pulling me towards his bed. As I just fell on the bed, he stood in front of me. He started taking off his clothes, and when he was just in his underwear, he said, “Oh god, I’ve waited for months for this.”
I replied to him, smirking, “What do you mean? You just dry-humped me a couple of hours ago. He took off his underwear, releasing his already hard dick. It came out like a spring and said, “Yeah, but I didn’t enter inside you, did I?” He smirked, kneeled, and put his head in between my thighs.
He lifted my dress and, while holding both my thighs with his hands, said, “Tonight is going to be long.” I could hear his devilish laugh but not see his face. His head went inside my dress completely. His lips directly touched my clit. I felt his kiss first. Then, quickly, his tongue started slurping me.
At first, it was slow. He smelled me and took his time. Started slowly licking my clit, but then he went wild, and he started licking my pussy vigorously. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his tongue getting wild inside my pussy, taking in my juices.
Naturally, my hands went on his head and pushed it. He noticed any of it as he was licking me non-stop. He stopped for a second, and he said, “Your pussy is so juicy.” I just took a breath. He said, “I have to make it more wet.” He winked at me and pushed me a little upwards on the bed.
He lifted my dress completely up to my stomach, and he sat on the bed. He spread my legs and kneeled on the bed. He said, “You have kept your pussy clean, completely shaved. It was making me more hungry.” I didn’t say anything, and he started licking it more.
But as his hands were not holding my thighs, he took it upwards. First, he started grabbing my tits outside the dress. But I knew he couldn’t concentrate on both sides. As he was busy continuing to lick me, I slipped my dress downwards so my boobs.
They were without bras, and their nipples were like bullets popping out. I kept both his hands on my boobs. He squeezed them. He was not gentle at all. It was like he was trying to do a fist. I moaned hard at that first squeeze. A little bit of squeezing my boobs and licking went on for at least 15 minutes.
He had made me wet. Lot more than I already was. When he was done going down on me, he slowly started coming back up, reached up to my bosom, and squeezed once again hard. He then took off his left hand and went to my left boob.
He took my nipple right into his mouth, almost biting it. He sucked on to my boob for a while, then switched to the other. I could now feel his cock touching my legs. He was hard. He was ready. He stood up and told me to take my dress off. I sat down and started taking it off.
He walked towards the cupboard and brought back the condom box. It was a Box! As I threw my dress to the corner, I asked him, “Why did you buy a whole box?” He came near me, held my neck, kissed me, and pushed me properly towards the pillow side.
He said, “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll not even waste a single one on this.” I laughed. He lifted my legs to the side, his dick hard and ready with a condom on. He positioned himself between my spread legs. I could now see his thick, 6.5-inch cock. He teased me, saying, “I know you’re not tight,” and I laughed.
He continued, “That’s why I like you, bitch,” and swiftly entered me. I was dripping wet, and he didn’t hesitate, thrusting his cock completely inside me. I moaned loudly as he groaned, leaning in to kiss me. “Your pussy feels like heaven,” he said.
I moaned, sucking his face. He pulled out slowly, then thrust back in repeatedly. Adjusting our position, he lifted my right leg for a more comfortable missionary, making it feel even better. He continued thrusting. All I could do was moan and enjoy the sensation.
For about the next five minutes, he took me in missionary. Kissing me a few times, sucking my boobs a few times. But his groans did not stop for a while. After that, he took his cock off and released me. He said I want to see your ass while doing it. I smirked and stood up.
I turned around, I just knelt on the bed, and he grabbed me from behind, Squeezing my one boob hard. He took his other hand and slapped my ass from the back. I groaned. He slapped my ass again. He said, “Wow, look at them jiggle. I wish my wife had this much of a great ass,” I laughed.
He spanked me again. He grabbed my head and pushed it down, my ass now in his direction. While I was in doggy, he grabbed it, squeezed it, and slapped it one more time, very hard. As I let out a scream, he spread it wide and with already confidence.
He entered me again quickly. He was holding my waist and pulled my body into his dick. Now, from behind, he started thrusting into me. As he was fucking me from behind, his hands were constantly spreading my ass cheeks. After a few times, when it started hitting his thighs, he spread them again.
He used to spank me, every time quite hard. I was moaning, screaming and enjoying this man with his wife already entering me. I had no thoughts. The moment was pure lust and the fact that this guy was enjoying every inch of my body.
After a few minutes of grinding from behind, he leaned over to me and grabbed my boobs from behind. He started thrusting into me a little harder. He whispered, “You are the best girl from our company I have ever fucked.” I let out a sigh between my moans.
I got curious, too. Once he slowed down, I stood up. He did not know what we would do next. I pushed him onto the bed, and he was like, “Ya, I like where this is going,” he winked. When he lept on the bed, I sat on top of him. His dripping hard cock was erect.
While slowly taking it inside me, I sat on him completely. Now his cock was inside me, and he said, “Yeah, ride me, bitch.” I started riding his cock, and his hands were on the bed. I wouldn’t say I liked that. I took both his hands and put them on my breasts.
He cupped both my boobs at once, grabbed them, and I continued to ride him. Rode him hard. He was enjoying it, and I was moaning as much as I liked. I asked him, “Tell me, how many girls from our company have you fucked so far?”. He said, “You’re my 8th.”
I smirked. “You’re just too horny,” I said. He did not listen to what I was saying. Now I knew, now was his time. I stood up, and he said where do you want it, I turned around. I did not have enough time to go to doggy. He grabbed me and pushed me down a little.
With a hurry, he took off his condom, and with a jerk, he jizzed, on my ass cheeks. I could feel hot-wet cum that he spread all over my left ass cheek. He held my waist and did not leave until he completely emptied his juice. Once he was done, he slapped my other ass cheek and finally released me.
He laid down next to me, taking his breath. Now, finally, I was taking some breath too. He said, “My god, you’re so worth the trip.” I asked him, “What do you mean?” He continued, “This whole wedding trip, I could finally fuck you.”
I smirked, “So you let our whole team go for a vacation-like wedding trip so you could have your way with me?” He laughed, kissed me and said, “Ya bitch, and your ass is so worth it. I can’t believe it actually happened. I didn’t think it’d actually happen.” I just smiled.
We had three more rounds. When we finally slept, it was nearly 4 am. It was about 11 am when I woke up, I saw he was already up and got me breakfast. I searched for my clothes, it was in the corner of the room. I reached for my phone, but ironically, there were no messages from my friends.
My bf texted me a few hours ago as good morning. I called him back. I don’t know where he was, but I talked to him. Then my lead came inside the room hearing my voice, knowing that I was awake now. I was still naked. He saw that I was on the phone.
But he casually started taking his clothes off, completely. When he was naked now, his cock was still not yet hard. He opened the door of the bathroom and turned on the shower. I ended my call in a few minutes and finally stood up. I started walking towards my dress in the corner.
Then my lead yelled out from the bathroom, “Are you done with your call? Come here for a second.” I walked towards the bathroom, and he grabbed my hands and pulled me in. Inside the shower, I was getting wet by the shower. He squeezed my boobs.
He whispered to me, “Come on, we still have six more condoms left to use on this trip,” I smiled, grabbed his cock. It was slowly rising, and he said to make it wetter. I kneeled as the shower water continued to pour on both of us.
And that is how my trip to a colleague’s wedding went.
Thank you all for reading this. This concludes this incident. Please let me know if you like it. Please give me feedback at [email protected]. I hope to share more in the coming days. Cheers everyone!