Desi Sex Stories Thanks for providing an amazing response to my previous stories. This is a story about a series of incidents that happened when I was living in Mumbai. I was settled with a good job in an MNC, earning well.
Dating life was good, but it was all casual. I was in contact with a few girls from the dating apps with similar interests as mine. On the other hand, my family was looking for matches for me on matrimonial. They wanted me to get married.
My mom had shared a few profiles with me. I talked to a few, but didn’t click with any of them. After a few days into the search, my mother shared a profile of a girl living in Mumbai; this profile immediately caught my attention. Her name was Pratishtha.
I went through the profile and found her beautiful, so I showed some interest. My mom told me to talk to her and see if she was ready to meet, as she lived in the same city. I was excited. My mom had already talked to her parents about it. So, I took her number and sent her a message, and we started talking.
She was aware of our parents talking, so initiating a conversation was easy. We got talking on WhatsApp about our likes and dislikes, what we are looking for in a partner, profession and stuff. She had also talked to a few people through the matrimony platform, but she didn’t like anyone.
We started talking to each other every day like friends. After a few days, it seemed that we forgot we had met through some app. We even discussed about our past and dating lives. I asked her what she thought about me.
Me – Now that we’ve been talking for a few days, what do you think about me?
Pratishtha – Well, I liked your picture. That’s why I started talking to you, and after talking to you, I think you’re nice as a person.
Me – Well, I’m flattered.
Pratishtha – Haha, now it’s your turn.
Me- I also started talking to you for the same reason. I stalked you on Instagram and found you attractive. And I think talking to you has been a pleasure.
Pratishtha – I’ll take it as a compliment.
We became a little more open after that conversation. I didn’t leave any opportunity to flirt with her, but I made sure that I didn’t cross the healthy limits. She also didn’t mind and played along. My interest in her grew with time; stalking her on Instagram became regular.
By now we were following each other on Insta. One day she referred back to our chat where I told her I found her attractive after stalking on Insta. She asked which photos in particular I found her attractive in.
Me – Well, all of your photos are good.
Pratishtha – come on, there must be some photos which are better than others, ones that you found more attractive.
Me – Of course. Let me check.
I looked at her profile again and sent her a screenshot of three of her pictures. One in an Indian suit (she was at a wedding, I guess), another in a short dress where he full body was visible, and her thighs looked damn hot and third, she was in her formal wear (she appeared to be on a business trip).
I only wanted to share the second picture but was unsure of her reaction (thinking she might think that I’m a creep), so I shared three.
Pratishtha – Looks like someone has spent a good amount of time stalking.
Me – Time well spent actually! Haha.
We had actually forgotten that we were asked by our families to meet. So I decided to bring that topic up. She seemed to be ok with meeting me, as her mom was asking her a few days back if she had met me. We decided to meet on one of the weekends.
The day came. I asked her about the place; I suggested a few, but then after a lot of deliberation we decided to meet at her place.
Me – I’m ok with that if you’re fine.
Pratishtha – Great! My flatmates also would like to meet you!
Me – You’ve told them about it already?
Pratishtha – Of course, I’ll get ready then.
Me – Why do you want to get ready? It’s your place.
Pratishtha – Still, it is a formal meeting from matrimony. Haha.
Me – Chill, we can keep it casual, don’t worry, we are not supposed to post pictures of the meeting
I quickly got ready in my jeans and T-shirt. I drove to her place at the decided time and rang the bell. She came to the door to receive me, and omg, she was exactly like her picture. She was in her shorts and T-shirt and looking more beautiful than her Insta posts.
Her flat was a small, cosy place, and she guided me to her room as there was hardly any living room space there. Two of her flatmates were already present in her room. I entered and greeted everyone. She offered me a chair to make myself comfortable.
Four of us talked about our professions, office life, Mumbai life and whatnot. During this time, Pratishtha and I had pleasant eye contact a few times. It appeared that both of us were glad to meet in person.
One of her flatmates got a phone call, and she moved out of her room. Now just three of us were there; we chatted for another 15 minutes, and her other flatmate also left.
Now we were just two of us in the room. We looked at each other and smiled. Her room had only a single bed, two chairs and one bean bag. It was a nice, cosy, small room. Both of us were sitting on her bed.
Pratishtha – You told me not to get ready for the meeting, and look who is ready.
Me – I’m just in my casuals.
I was in blue jeans and a white T-shirt.
Pratishtha – You’re looking good.
Me – And look at you, you look better than in your pictures.
We were sitting quite close, and our hands touched a bit. We looked at each other again, smiled and then touched hands intentionally this time. We held each other’s hands. I was cautious of not taking any step that could break her trust in me, so I decided to control my horses.
We were already close and looking into each other’s eyes, but none of us took the first step. We were talking while looking at each other every once in a while. We didn’t realise that we were holding hands all this time.
After some time, we heard some noise from outside her room, and she ran out, breaking the momentum. I heard her talking to her flatmate, waited for a while and went out. They were in the kitchen; her flatmate was making tea. As soon as I entered, she asked me if I wanted tea.
We all had tea and talked for some time. After that, her flatmates moved to their respective rooms, leaving both of us in her room.
Pratishtha – So what plans now?
Me – Nothing much, you tell me.
Pratishtha – I don’t know.
We came closer, and I held both her hands with mine, and we looked at each other. She was looking gorgeous. I told her that she looked beautiful, and she was blushing. I asked her if she wanted to dance, to which she nodded. We started dancing slowly, looking at each other.
I was holding her by her waist; her eyes were full of love. I didn’t want to ruin the moment by taking any wrong step, so I let things move with the flow. We changed a few steps; everything went smoothly. I was following her unsaid instructions.
After a few moves, I held her closer to my body, and we held each other. I tightened my grip on her while running one of my hands on her back. She had kept her chin on my shoulder, and we were almost the same height. I was completely intoxicated by her smell and prayed for the moment never to end.
Me – You smell really good.
Pratishtha – Hmmm.
She didn’t speak, and her grip on me got a little tight. I waved my hand down her spine and kept it on the pocket of her shorts. She reacted a bit to my actions by losing her grip, and I thought it made her uncomfortable, so I also loosened my hold on her and we came back to our senses.
We looked at each other and smiled. I was a bit relieved by her smile.
Pratishtha – I want water, do you want some?
Me – Sure
Pratishtha – Wait, I’ll get it for you.
She went out to get water, and I made myself seated on one side of her bed, thinking about what just happened. I was still aroused and tried to return to reality. Within a couple of minutes, she came with a water bottle and handed it over to me.
I drank it and then cooled down a bit. She was sitting next to me on the bed. I looked at her; she had something in her eyes. We were staring at each other with love for each other in our eyes; we came near again and held each other in our arms.
In the heat of the moment, I brushed my lips against her ear, which ran a current down her spine. We looked at each other and, within a fraction of a second, got indulged in a kiss. A kiss that both of us didn’t want to end ever. We were so engrossed in it that we didn’t realise that the door of her room was open.
She was moaning heavily while we were exploring each other’s mouths. I took this as an opportunity and ran my hand up her waist to hold one of her breasts. She held my hand and pushed it back while the kiss continued. After a few minutes, we took a break.
We looked at each other and again couldn’t stop ourselves from getting back to kissing. This time our actions didn’t just limit themselves to the lips. We explored each other’s necks, shoulders, and whatnot. I got a little more courage and moved my other hand to hold her breast.
She had perfectly shaped breasts, which I could feel easily above her cotton top. She didn’t let me continue that for long and pushed my hand away and broke the kiss.
Pratishtha – We should take a break.
Me – Of course.
Pratishtha – Sameer, that was one hell of a kiss, but I think we went too far, don’t you think?
Me – I know I couldn’t hold myself.
We both laughed, and she indicated towards the open door. It was already late in the evening, way longer than our planned meeting. I sensed that she was not keen to continue things forward. I also didn’t push it and told her that I should be leaving as it’s too late. To which she agreed.
Pratistha – I know it’s too late. It was really nice meeting you in person.
Me – Pleasure is all mine
I stood up, left her room, and we went to the door of the flat. She accompanied me till there, and before I exited, we kissed again for a few seconds. It was a proper smooch, and both of us wanted more of each other; it was clearly evident.
She held me sexily around my neck while kissing me. Our kiss didn’t last long, and we knew it had to end.
Pratishtha – thank you for coming, I think we should be a little patient.
Me – Haha, yes, I think I should leave.
Pratishtha – Bye.
We shared a peck on the lips, and I left from there. I went down, got into my car, thinking about what had happened. I was still aroused but really happy with how things progressed. On my way back, though, I was thinking about what all could have happened.
But I was also satisfied with the newfound attraction or love (whatever we may call it). I couldn’t stop dreaming about her hot body and amazing smell. I reached home, got fresh and got straight to my bed. There was a message from her.
Pratistha – Have you reached?
Me – Yes, just reached
Pratistha – Sure. I’m glad that you came to meet me. And I’m really surprised by what all has happened in our first meeting.
Me – Thanks, Pratistha. Are you just surprised or happy or sad?
Pratistha – Well, there’s nothing to be sad about; they were all happy moments, weren’t they?
Me – Of course they were. I’m the happiest person today.
Pratistha – Oh, I’m relieved. Thank God you are not pissed at me for stopping you.
Me – A bit, and I can understand. But more happy.
Pratistha – Glad you said that.
Me – Of course, it was a pleasure to kiss you
Pratishtha – Shut up. You’re a good kisser, Btw.
Me – I just went with the flow. Would have loved to kiss you more.
Pratishtha – Hannn! Someone is still excited.
Me – Of course, aren’t you? Wouldn’t you have liked to kiss more
Pratishtha – I can’t say no.
Me – Aren’t you still excited, Pratistha?
I posed a slightly difficult question to see her reaction and check the direction in which the conversation can go.
Pratistha – Why are you asking this?
Me – Because I want to know. Isn’t this my right?
Pratistha – Of course, as it was so good
Me – I still can’t stop thinking about it.
Pratistha – And?
Me – And what? I can’t stop thinking about how great the feeling was when I held your lower lip between mine and then the upper, and then we indulged in the deep exchange with our tongues involved.
I decided to keep the description long to make her excited
Pratistha – OMG. Still can’t believe that Sameer. And?
Me – And how we held each other in our arms and got intoxicated by the smell of our bodies, and how our bodies rubbed against each other’s while we were busy kissing.
Pratistha – Sameer. And?
Me – Before I say any further, I want to confirm if your door is closed
Pratistha – Why, Sameer?
Me – Because I don’t want to take the risk of anyone entering the room while I put my hands in your shorts and kiss you.
Pratishtha – What are you saying, Sameer
Me – Yes, I’ll place my hand on your waist, then on your navel and slowly slip it inside your shorts, then your panties while kissing you deeply
Pratistha – Oh my…please
By this time she was quite aroused, and we knew that there was no going back from there.
Me – What are you doing right now? Can you send me your picture?
I was initially a little hesitant to ask for the picture, but I took a chance and sent this message. What I got in return was really exciting and surprising.
Pratishtha – Doing exactly what you’re imagining. Here you go!
She shared a picture of her lying on her bed with her top pulled up until her navel, and he hand slid inside her panty. I couldn’t imagine my eyes as soon as I opened that picture and reached the peak of the excitement.
Me – OMG, I can literally feel you there. You seem to be wet, sweetie.
Pratistha – Of course I am.
Me – Baby, I want to pull your shorts down till your ankles and get rid of them and come between your thighs and dig my face between them.
Pratistha – Please don’t say that, Sameer. You’re making it difficult for me.
Me – Lift your body and let me get rid of your top and bra as well and feast on your nipples
Pratistha – Hope you’ve also removed your clothes.
Me – Would you help me get rid of my boxers?
Pratistha – Of course, baby. I’m on top of you now after taking your boxers off.
Me – Baby, keep kissing me, and I want to feel every inch of your body with mine. Your nipples, your perfectly round breasts, squeezing your ass with both my hands, and you rub my crotch between your thighs while kissing me.
Pratistha – Oh, Sameer, you’re driving me mad, baby. I’m fully naked, imagining your naked body against mine.
Me – I love to see you like that. I’m now between your thighs, licking all your juices. Push my face between your thighs, baby.
Pratistha – Yes, baby, slow…keep going.
Me – I’ll now come on top of you and spread your legs to make space for myself and slide it in.
Pratistha – Fuck me, Sameer.
I was on cloud 9 to hear her say that, and I clicked a picture of my dick and sent it to her.
Pratistha – What the fuck, baby? I really want this inside me.
Me – This is all yours, baby, and I’m already inside you
Pratistha – Fuck me, Sameer, as you owe me.
Me – I’m deep inside you and fucking you while holding your tits, baby.
I took some courage and video called her. I was not expecting her to pick up, but she did. It was dark in her room, and she was naked. I could see much, but I could figure out that she wasn’t wearing anything. She showed me her amazing-shaped breasts.
We talked dirty on the call for a few secs, and both came in sometime. We talked for a few minutes after that; we were only focused on the faces while being naked down. I asked her to show her naked body, which she refused, and she told me to see it in person sometime. I didn’t push it any further.
This is it for this part. In the next part, I’ll tell you about our next meeting. Feel free to share your feedback at [email protected] or send me feedback on GChat.