Hello Friends, Glad to be writing this imaginary story for you. Hope you will enjoy this story and send in your comments. I’ve been enjoying so many good stories on ISS and got inspired to post my imaginary story as well.
My name is Ricky and I belong to Bangalore. I’m 22 years old and currently doing MBA in Sales & Marketing at one of Bangalore’s most reputed colleges. I live in Malleshwaram with my parents. I’m the only son. My father is a National Sales Manager for a well-reputed FMCG company and mother is a home-maker. We have our ancestral house in Malleshwaram.
It’s a one-storied building. On the ground floor we have a drawing room, dining hall and my parents’ bed-room, whereas my room is on the first floor where I am supposed to spend all my time studying and reading books of all the great writers. My parents always emphasize on me reading lots of good books with a view to developing me into a brave and confident human being. There’s no TV in my room. I have a laptop without internet connection. As you can see, I belong to a well-respected middle class family.
This story that I’m about to tell you happened very recently. My mother had a school friend in Belgaum who had a daughter named Sheeba. Sheeba was roughly around the same age as I was. As it turned out, Sheeba had completed her degree course and wanted to pursue some fashion designing course. Since no such courses were available in Belgaum, she wanted to visit Bangalore to find out about this fashion designing course. Her plan was to stay in Bangalore and study fashion designing course in some good institute.
Her mother got in touch with my mother and requested our help. Between the two school friends it was agreed that during her Bangalore visit Sheeba would stay in our house and look for some good institute that offered the course she wanted. It should hardly take three-four days. During those three-four days she could be a guest at our place and after enrolling herself for the course in the institute, she would find some good Ladies Hostel preferably in the same vicinity as the institute and move in there. I had never seen Sheeba and therefore didn’t have any idea what she looked like.
My mother had already discussed the matter with father and taken his permission for this young guest to stay in our house. According to the arrangement, my father would move in with me in my room up on the first floor till the guest’s stay so that in the night time Sheeba and my mother could sleep in my parents’ bed-room and father and I could sleep in my room. Apart from two bed-rooms, we had two attached bathrooms-cum-toilets as well – needless to say one in my room and another in my parents’ room on the ground floor.
We were all set to welcome our guest from Belgaum. She was supposed to reach Bangalore at seven a.m. by Rani Chenamma Express one fine morning. My father was supposed to go to Majestic Railway Station to receive her in his car. But on that fateful morning, as the luck would have it, he had to rush to his office early morning because his boss had called an urgent meeting. Needless to say the responsibility to receive her fell on my shoulders. My mother gave me her phone number before sending me to Majestic Railway Station early morning. I went to receive her on my black Pulsar bike.
After reaching the Majestic Railway Station, I parked my bike in the parking lot and checked the indicator to know on which platform her train was arriving. As soon as I got the platform number, I called to inform her that instead of my father, I had come to receive her and I was dressed in blue jeans and white t-shirt and if she had difficulty in recognizing me, she should call me on this number. She listened to me patiently and said her train was on time and within five minutes she would reach and hung up.
Believe me, friends, even when I spoke to her on phone, I had absolutely no idea of how beautiful she was and no premonition whatsoever of wonderful times I was destined to have with Sheeba. The train chugged in to the platform and I had positioned myself right on the spot where the coach S-10 (by which she was traveling) was supposed to halt. As soon as the train came to a halt, all hell broke loose around me. All the porters began to run towards the train and all the relatives of the passengers awaiting the train so eagerly swung into action. It was wonderful to see the platform coming alive in a matter of few seconds.
In this melee I didn’t want to lose Sheeba so I called her on her phone with my eyes glued to the doors of the coach S-10 searching for Sheeba. The idea behind calling her was to recognize her easily if she emerged out of the coach holding her phone to the ears talking to me. I was growing restless because she was nowhere to be seen and the phone too was not getting connected. I didn’t know what to do next when my phone suddenly began to vibrate, and I was relieved to see Sheeba’s number on the screen. Before pressing the answer button, I glanced once again in the direction of the doors and was stunned to see a very cute looking girl holding her phone to her ears with one hand and in the other hand a hold-all bag while alighting from the coach.
She was wearing a red t-shirt over black jeans and slippers. She was looking in my direction. Instead of answering the phone, I waved at her with a smile. She began to walk in my direction and my heart skipped a beat seeing her small boobs bouncing underneath her t-shirt even as her tiny steps covered the distance of two feet between us.
‘Hi! Is this Sheeba?’ I greeted as she came near.
‘Yes & you Ricky, right? Didn’t even tell your name when you called to say instead of your dad you’ve come to receive me. I had to call my mom to get your name.’ She giggled while saying that. I felt stupid.
‘Ok, sorry. I forgot to tell my name in a hurry. Anyways welcome to Bangalore. Can we go home now? My mom is waiting for us.’ I said glancing at her from head to toe.
What a beauty she was! I was delighted at the prospect of having such a beautiful guest around for a couple of days at our place. The summer was all set get warmer with such a hottie around.
We both began to walk out of the platform and towards the parking lot where my Pulsar was awaiting us. I had always fantasized about a young hottie keeping me company on my black Pulsar while zipping through the busy roads of Bangalore. I always envied young boys going out with their girl-friends on their bikes and the way those girls sat behind hugging tightly their boy friends from behind while whispering all those sweet nothings. What a romantic place Bangalore is! Today my dream too was about to come true. She was not my girl-friend but she was an incredibly beautiful girl with a figure to die for and any young guy worth his salt would want to have her as a pillion-rider on his bike.
We reached my bike. I started the engine and took her hold-all from her hand and placed it on my lap while motioning her to sit behind. She placed her palms on my shoulders and sat behind me. Wow! What a sensual touch! Her palms pressing against my shoulders sent waves of electric current throughout my entire body and for a brief moment I forgot what I was supposed to do next.
We began our journey from Majestic Railway Station to our house in Malleshwaram where my mother was waiting for us. On the way we received many curious glances which convinced me that we both were looking really hot together. It was like we were made for each other. Pleased as a punch I drove her home and began to plot to seduce this hottie. She seemed friendly and from her relaxed body-language I could make out she too was enjoying my company irrespective of the fact that we were seeing each other for the first time.
First few days passed without anything worth mentioning in this story. I observed her carefully. She indeed came across as a broad-minded, ready to experiment type girl. She knew how to behave too as she had got friendly with my mother by helping her out in the kitchen, and offering her help in the cleaning of the house, etc. etc. In a nutshell, she had blended herself in our small family like a duck takes to the water. We all were pleased to have her around us.
She liked me and she enjoyed going out with me in search of institutes and colleges for the course she wanted to pursue. As it turned out, she had told her mother to call my mother and request her to let me go with her wherever she wanted as I had summer vacations with lots of time to spare. I was only too happy to oblige as it gave me a legitimate opportunity to spend time with her and get to know her better.
She always chose her dresses carefully. I found her dressing modern and from no angel she looked like someone outside from Bangalore. She loved to wear branded jeans and t-shirts. Since she was fair-skinned, all the dark colours suited her well and wherever we went, she turned out to be a big head-turner. Many a times I found her sneaking messages and phone-calls to someone when we were out of the house. It made me curious to know whether she had a boy-friend or no. but I refrained from asking her this question directly.
The chemistry between us was really growing. From morning to evening we went around the city on my bike visiting various institutes & colleges to collect admission forms. Sometimes we ate lunch outside and deliberately I took her to the restaurants that were frequented by young love-birds. Those love-birds sat in the far-away corners and fed each other from spoons when no one was looking in their direction. While eating, many a times I observed her expressions carefully but she seemed oblivious to all those love-birds and carried on nonchalantly as if nothing were happening around her.
This convinced me that she indeed had a boy-friend with whom she too was used to visiting such places in her home-town. I had spent a full week taking her around on my bike and still there was a long way to go before asking such personal questions. Our conversation revolved around her getting admission in some good institute as soon as possible so that I could be spared from the drudgery of taking her around on my bike. This was all she would say jokingly to which I would smile.
After a week I had begun to feel confident and now wanted to make some progress with respect to making a pass at her. That morning we were at some fashion designing institute at Koromangala. There were scores of young boys and girls. I stood in the parking lot while she went inside to collect the form. She was dressed in a pink t-shirt and black jeans. Her t-shirt was hugging her figure provocatively and every inch she was looking the hottest girl on the campus. Needless to say all the guys were paying lots of attention to her and she seemed to be enjoying all that.
I decided it was high time to make a move. Once she got admission in a college or an institute and started going to attend classes, there was no way I could fancy my chances as someone would steal her from me. I decided to do something in the night time. The whole day I spent with her without speaking much. She too noticed my silence and tried to cheer me up by asking whether I was missing my girl-friend. I was surprised but kept a straight face and smiled at her looking into her eyes.
That night after my father fell asleep; I took out my cell-phone and typed a message for her saying, “Sheeba, you looked really gorgeous today. I admire your dressing sense. At the college too, all the guys were giving you appreciative looks. You’re awesome. Believe me I have no girl-friend and the reason why I was so silent today is I was all the time busy thinking of words to tell you how beautiful you were looking. Good Night. Sweet Dreams.” I looked at the time. It was half-past eleven p.m. and pressed the send button on my cell-phone.
The message was delivered almost as soon as it left my cell-phone. I could feel my heart-beat increasing at once. I began to wait for her reply. She slept in the same bed as my mother did. What if she showed this message to my mother? Somehow I didn’t see any possibility of her showing that message to my mother. It was my gut feeling. Sending her a message was a risk needed to be taken with a view to making her realize I was interested in her.
After a few minutes surprisingly her reply came. With trembling fingers I pressed the view button and here it was. I felt like the doors of heaven opening up for me. Her reply read, “Thanks for the compliment. Why did you take so long? You could have told me while we were together. Don’t feel bad for that girl-friend remark. It was to make you speak. Good Night and Sweet Dreams to you as well……..” I read the reply some ten to fifteen times before falling asleep. Was it the beginning? My mind began to work over time now.
I woke up to find my father having left for work. I went into the bathroom to find the water-taps running dry. I was wearing cotton pants and t-shirt. I went down to know the reason for this acute water scarcity. My mother saw me coming down and at once said, ‘Son, are you awake? God knows what’s the problem today? The whole neighborhood is complaining of no water in the taps. I know your bathroom up there doesn’t have water too. You can take bath and get ready in our bathroom. Hurry up. You have to take Sheeba to Kengeri today. It’s already nine am. You should reach that college before twelve pm and Kengeri is quite far.’
‘Yes, mom. I’ll get ready as soon as possible.’ I replied while picking up a towel on my way to bathroom. I saw Sheeba doing something in the kitchen. She was ready as I saw her dressed in a new cream-colour kurti over coffee colour leg-ins that hugged her legs tightly. She had a coffee colour dupatta too around her shoulders that was covering her breasts completely. We exchanged good mornings before I disappeared in to the bathroom.
Seeing her dressed so well had turned me on and I could feel my cock growing hard. I thought to myself, ‘Somehow in a couple of days I must have this hottie in my bed, otherwise I’ll go mad.’ I closed the bathroom door behind me and saw Sheeba’s clothes from yesterday lying in a heap in the corner. She had looked breathtakingly beautiful with those clothes on and now they were lying in a heap in front of me. I bent to examine them. Needless to say I was more interested to see her inner-wears. Normally mother didn’t allow the laundry strewn around in the bathroom in this manner. But probably due to the scarcity of the water Sheeba would have been advised by my mother to leave her laundry in the bathroom to be washed later when the water supply resumed.
Slowly I began to rummage through her clothes and saw her bra first. It was a simple cotton bra of white colour. I kept it back and examined her rolled jeans. While unrolling the jeans I came upon her pink panty. I had always wondered what types of panties she wore and I was greatly delighted to find her panty. It was a sexy looking cotton panty. There was no design, it was a simple panty made up of soft material. I held it, closed my eyes and sniffed the crotch. The tangy smell of her pussy sent me into a tizzy. I turned the panty upside down and carefully examined the part which might have been in close contact with her pussy.
After examining I began to lick that part as if it were her pussy. It felt strange but gave me a huge hard-on. My whole dick was on fire. I stepped out of my cotton pants and began to play with my cock with one hand and her panty in another. I began to imagine what colour panty she was wearing today underneath her tight leg-ins and what kind of bra was holding her boobies in place.
These thoughts gave me immense pleasure. I decided to go one step further and try on her panty. As soon as the soft material of her panty touched my cock and the thought that the same part of her panty had stayed stuck to her pussy all of yesterday, made me lose all my control and I began to come in her panty. I didn’t want to ejaculate in her panty. But I was too aroused to have any control over my ejaculation. I stepped out of the panty and washed it carefully before placing exactly the way I had found it amidst the folds of her rolled jeans.
We could reach that college at Kengeri on time. After collecting the brochure and form, we decided to return home after having lunch somewhere on the way. We saw a good restaurant at Banashankari and decided to stop over for lunch. After taking lunch we were about to leave for the home when heavy rains started making it impossible to ride the bike. We were forced to seek shelter in a nearby browsing centre.
Sheeba saw the browsing centre when it started to rain and suggested, ‘Come on, let’s go in there as it has been days since I checked my mail last.’
‘Ok, I don’t mind going in there as the rains seem likely to continue for half an hour at least.’ I said and led her towards the browsing centre.
It was actually a love-nest for love-birds masquerading as a browsing centre. It had private wooden cabins with enough space to accommodate two people. The door could be bolted from inside and no one would come knocking at your door. Now I began to see rains a heaven sent opportunity as the suggestion too had come from Sheeba herself to visit this type of browsing centre.
We were given a cozy cabin in one of the far ends of the centre. We occupied our seats after bolting the door from inside. I noticed her expressions carefully and she didn’t show any signs of nervousness at the prospect of spending time with me behind the closed door of this wooden cabin. I had everything going my way up till now. She opened her mailbox, looked at me and asked me with a smile, ‘Didn’t say how I’m looking today?’
‘You’re looking perfect. The colour combination is fantastic. You should do well as a fashion designer. Right career choice.’ I answered her enthusiastically
She listened carefully and thanked me before getting busy with checking her mail box. I noticed our knees were touching but she didn’t seem to mind this. I had a semi-hard on by now and I began to think about what I had done with her panty earlier on in the morning in the bathroom. By now she had gone through her mail box. After signing out, she turned to me and asked, ‘Would you like to check your mailbox too?’
‘Not my mailbox……..but something else.’ I said mischievously.
‘Go ahead.’ She said and sat with her back pressed against the chair.
To reach for the mouse I got closer and she didn’t seem to mind. My elbow pressed against her tummy as I began to fiddle with the mouse to go to History which was full of porn sites. I clicked on one such site randomly from the list and no sooner I clicked than a naked couple engaged in the act of love-making appeared on the screen. The guy was tall and well-built and pounding the girl’s pussy hard with his gigantic cock. I could feel Sheeba’s hand on my thigh and her touch brought my semi-erect cock to full attention.
I saw her enjoying the scene without complaining. When she noticed me looking at her, she asked, ‘What happened? Is something happening to you? Enjoy it instead of looking at me.’
Without answering I touched her hand on my thigh and pressed it gently. She didn’t respond. I grew bolder and placed my hand on her left thigh. She turned to me and asked, ‘What? Are you ok?’ Then noticed my bulging crotch and giggled, ‘Look at this guy down here. What’s wrong with him?’
‘I find you to be the most beautiful girl on earth, Sheeba. The days that we’re spending together are going to be the most memorable days of my life.’ I whispered softly.
She closed her eyes and rested her head against the wall while placed her hands on my crotch. I didn’t know what to do. She opened her eyes, smiled at me and then closed them again. I got the signal. I leaned forward and planted my lips on her puffy lips. Soon our tongues met and we began to enjoy a kiss that seemed like an eternity. The time stood still. While kissing me, her hands began to feel my crotch; I too began to caress her tummy without lifting her kurti. She too grew bolder with each passing minute and ended up saying, ‘Wow! Looks like a meaty cock you’ve got down there.’
‘Would you like to see it and play with it?’ I asked her breathlessly while moving my hands up to her bosoms. She stopped me and lifted her kurti. I saw the white petticoat and without waiting for anything put my hand up to feel her boobies and got a shock of my life to see she was not wearing any bra. I looked at her surprisingly.
She said, ‘Why are you so slow? I wanted you to touch them, feel them, press them hard, play with them and finally suck them. This is why I didn’t wear a bra today. Now stop staring at me as if I’ve committed a big sin and start enjoying them. They’re waiting for your tongue for past so many days.’
I couldn’t believe what she was saying. I lifted her petticoat and when they came into view, I realized that they were far bigger than they appeared to be from outside. They were the size of an apple and the colour of dark black grapes. I pressed them with both my hands and she let out a sigh, ‘Aaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaa’.
They were soft as a feather. I started teasing and tweaking her nipples. Unable to take it anymore, she held me by my hair and pulled me down to give her right nipple in my mouth like a mother nursing her baby. I took her nipple in my mouth and began to bite it gently. She let out a moan saying, ‘Yes, yes, Ricky this is exactly how I want you to suck me and give pleasure. They’ve been aching for ages waiting for your soothing touch. Don’t be gentle. Pain them. Every night I go to bed, they worry me like anything.’
She was driving me mad with her moans and sweet nothings. I too was complimenting her by sucking her the way she wanted me. Her boobs were soft yet firm and the nipples were dark, long and erect. They were giving me a pleasure experienced never before.
After sucking her nipples for five minutes, I unzipped my jeans and took out my hard cock. At the sight of my dick, she let out another moan by saying, ‘Oh Ricky! Yours is awesome. Let me give you some pleasure now.’ And she proceeded to play with it by shaking it gently. While shaking it, she exclaimed, ‘How it will be when it enters my pussy! I cannot wait any longer. You’ve driven me wild, Ricky. Why did you keep quiet all these days?’
After finishing her sentence, she took my erect dick in her mouth and began to suck it and lick all over it with her tongue. The way she paid attention to my dick, made me feel so special that I got transported to some fairy-land where pleasure abound in plenty. The time seemed to have stood still. She sucked my dick for ten minutes and I had to beg her to stop when I realized I was about to come. She stood up. To my surprise, she untied her leg-ins and slid it down to reveal her black colour panty. I went crazy with excitement. The sight of her black panty against her fair and shapely thighs put my whole body on fire. I lifted her right leg and placed it on the computer desk and put the left leg on the chair she had sat all this while.
I further proceeded to feel her pussy through her wet panty. She too was terribly excited. I slowly slid her panty while she kept running her fingers through my hair without any protest. I slid her panty just enough to reveal her pussy. When her pussy with swollen lips came into view, I saw light pubic hair. I parted her labia with my fingers and began to finger her clitoris. She let out a moan and said, ‘Ricky darling, please do to me what I did to you just now. My pussy needs your tongue. Eat me and satisfy me. I’m on fire.’
I was shocked at her boldness. I proceeded to do what exactly she was asking me to do. I touched her pussy with my tongue and she trapped my face with her thighs and thrust her pussy in my mouth. The smell was familiar as I had sniffed her panty earlier on in the morning. It was a small dark pussy. Now my tongue was playing with her clitoris and her juice was dripping from her love hole. I continued to lick her clitoris till she came in my mouth. While coming in my mouth she pulled my hair and collapsed in the chair next to me. Her breathing had become very heavy.
Now what she did was unthinkable. As soon as she caught up with her breathing, she stroked my dick while standing up. She sat on me and after a moment my cock slipped inside her wet pussy. As soon as my cock entered her juicy pussy, she gave her right nipple in my mouth and began to move rhythmically. I didn’t want to come soon. I wanted to stay inside her tight pussy for some time so I asked her not to move and let me suck her nipples.
We remained in that position for nearly half an hour. During this half-an-hour I sucked her nipples, kissed madly all over her neck while she ran her fingers through my hair. Her pussy was tight and fully lubricated. Every time I lost erection, I asked her to stroke me gently. After regaining erection, I’d ask her to stop. She enjoyed this experience greatly.
She had already come once. I wanted her to come once again with me. So I told her all about what I did with her panty in the bathroom earlier in the morning. She got uncontrollably excited and asked me to join her as she was coming second time. We both had a rocking orgasm simultaneously. Hope you all enjoyed my story. Please do write in with your comments.