In this story I Fucked College Old Friend that I had a friend in college time.
I wanted to have sex with her but didn’t get the opportunity, and she married. Then we meet after 5 years.
Friends, I, Neeraj, am again present in front of all of you after a long time.
Today I will present this old friend’s English Sex Story of my life in front of you.
This incident happened recently in my life.
For those readers who haven’t read my previous story and who don’t know me, let me tell you that I am a 26-year-old stout married man.
My height is 6 feet, weight is 84 kg, and I am very fair in appearance.
God has given me such a body without any gym and exercise that everyone starts asking me which gym I go to.
Because of this body, I have never felt any dearth of Bhabhi and girls.
I had written an earlier sex story at the beginning of the lockdown, and even today, I get emails about that sex story.
The boys ask me for information about the girl or Bhabhi and talk about sex.
But let me tell you that I respect all those who have come out from under me and always maintain their privacy.
That’s why please don’t send me such emails, which I cannot fulfill.
In today’s sex story, the heroine’s name has been changed to Mansi from the point of view of confidentiality.
Mansi and I both of us used to study together since childhood.
There was always a competition between us regarding who would get the first number in the final exam.
Although I had got the first number in all the classes till now except class 6, she used to be on the second number.
She has been gorgeous since childhood.
But you know that, like today, we only mature slowly then.
That’s why I liked her, but nothing was the same between us.
I came to the city from the village during my schooling for further studies.
After that, we both met only after two years.
Then she had stepped into her youth.
By that time, her boobs would have probably been around 32″.
On seeing her, laddoos started bursting in my mind.
This may have started happening because I, too, had reached the threshold of youth.
After seeing her, I felt like touching her just once under some pretext.
But I could not get the chance that day.
She was gone.
Then one day, I got a chance, and she had a child of her relative in her lap.
To play with the child, I asked him for that child.
She said yes.
While taking the child, I pressed her left teat lightly.
She shuddered and bowed her eyes with a slight smile.
I had a lot of fun too.
Perhaps for the first time till today, I had touched a girl like this.
After a while, I returned the baby to her lap and, while keeping it, pressed her right nipple with light hands; she smiled again.
My life has become blessed.
Then, a period of kissing, licking, pressing, and writing letters started.
Before things progressed further, Mansi got married.
She went to her in-law’s house.
I have also moved on in my life.
Just last week we met at a wedding in my village.
This marriage was happening in my city only.
This meeting was happening today after a gap of 20 years.
I looked at him, and he looked at me too.
She immediately came up to me; we exchanged formal hi-hello.
There were at least 300 people at the wedding.
Still, she sat beside me, and we talked a lot.
Meanwhile, her daughter, who had turned 2, made me meet her.
When the daughter asked, she introduced me as ‘my best friend’ instead of ‘uncle.’
After the daughter left, I asked her, why did you say this in front of the young daughter?
He said that he liked me and we had both been friends before.
I said – Friend, your age has come to an end. You still look 30 today.
She said – you are also not less. These dole sholes have been made. Looks like going to the gym!
I kept looking at him but could not answer.
She said jokingly – Where are you, lost friend?
I said – I can’t take my eyes off you, friend!
She said – don’t look like this; everyone oversees us.
I said – Friend, I don’t even feel like taking my eyes off.
Meanwhile, my wife came there. I introduced her to Mansi and said – we used to study together in childhood. Today I met him after 5 years.
My wife said hi-hello to him and told me, ” You go home and fill the top tank by running a water motor.
I took the keys to the house from him and went home.
My house was only 2-3 minutes away from the wedding house, but it was locked because everyone in the house was there for the wedding.
As soon as I reached home and started the water motor, someone suddenly knocked on the house’s main gate.
As I opened the gate, Mansi was standing in front of me.
I asked him to come inside.
She said – I have to be a little fresh.
I pointed him toward the washroom.
She turned back and locked the gate from inside.
She then proceeded toward the washroom.
After some 5 minutes, she came out.
Her whole face was stained with drops of water, and a little blouse was also wet.
She asked me for a towel.
I showed him the room and said – there is also a dressing table there.
She went inside, busting her ass.
After two minutes, he called me – where is the comb?
I went to the room to show her the comb.
When I saw them, she had taken off her saree and kept it on the side, and she was standing in front of the mirror in only a blouse and petticoat.
I just froze and just kept on watching.
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After about 15-20 seconds, he asked with her eyes – what is it?
I quickly went to her and, without thinking anything, wrapped her in my arms.
She also clung to me tightly.
I could feel her boobs on my chest.
Both of us were enjoying this moment immensely.
There was a very calm atmosphere, no words, no gestures. We both were trying to get into each other by closing our eyes.
Slowly we both opened our eyes, smiled a little, and I kissed her on her cheek.
Slowly she lifted her face, and our lips met.
To remove the pain of the last 20 years, we both started kissing each other’s lips.
Just then, the sound of knocking at the gate from outside separated both of us with a heavy heart.
Then Mansi realized that there was no saree on her body.
As soon as she jumped towards the saree, I could not resist, so I put my mouth on one of her nipples on top of the blouse.
A shiver ran through her body.
She started shivering.
In a matter of seconds, she pressed my head on her boobs.
The next moment, she gave me a slight push and draped the saree around her body.
I also ran towards the main gate setting the tent made in my pants by hand.
When I opened the gate, Mansi’s elder sister was standing there.
I called her inside.
She said – I had seen Mansi coming here; that’s why I have come here. Is Mansi here?
At the same time, Mansi came out of the room and said – Yes, sister, it was boiling there, and I saw Raj coming here, so I came here to freshen up.
Mansi’s elder sister also expressed her desire to get fresh.
I also showed him the washroom.
She went away.
We both stood there and started talking to each other with our eyes.
She again went to the room.
It was only for a few seconds, but I also followed him.
She hugged me.
I also took her in my arms while moving my hand on her back, took my hand to her ass, and started pressing and caressing both the hips with love.
We did not notice that Mansi’s sister was outside in the washroom.
It was as if we had started merging each other into ourselves.
Suddenly Mansi’s elder sister appeared at the door of the room.
We soon parted ways, and Mansi rolled her eyes.
My ass also started bursting.
I felt terrible for Mansi more than me.
Mansi’s sister was red with anger.
She started shouting – what is happening here?
I went ahead to soothe her.
That’s why she suddenly started smiling and moving toward Mansi and, hugging her, said – Go Chhoti, live your life!
Where the clouds were thundering a minute ago, it seemed it was raining pleasantly.
Separating from Mansi, she said – Come on, little one, that’s enough for today. The turmeric ceremony will happen at the marriage, and everyone will look for you there.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, I also hugged Mansi and took a kiss from her lips.
Mansi watered with shame.
That’s why his sister said – Brother, have some shame. Will you do everything in front of me?
Mansi started moving away quickly.
I asked him – when will you meet?
She asked me for my mobile and after dialing his number on it, he caught me back.
When they were about to leave, Mansi turned and signaled to call.
I also saved that number and, while caressing my cock, sat there on the verandah and started enjoying thinking about today’s matter.
Right now, I was caressing the boy when Mansi’s call came.
She whispered – can you meet me at a safe place after an hour?
I said yes and asked them to tell me after ten minutes.
I understood that today Mansi would go back only after kissing my dick.
I immediately ran the horses out of my mind and called my wife – I suddenly had to go to Delhi for office work. I’m leaving now. You come back and turn off the motor. I have put the key on top of Tadan.
This was familiar to my wife since I had to go out frequently for work.
I left home with my briefcase, booked a room in a hotel I had already set and went inside.
I called Mansi and told her I had come to a hotel. I will meet you, waiting for you in an auto after ten minutes at some distance from your standing.
She nodded in a subdued voice.
I got down and took an auto, and reached the designated place.
She appeared shortly after.
Seeing him, I signaled him to come.
After the next ten minutes, we were naked in the hotel room.
Even after twenty years, her boobs was cool.
She also satisfied my cock twice in half an hour and quickly dressed and got ready to go.
I dropped her in an auto, dropped her back to the wedding venue, and called my wife – my trip has been canceled, and I am coming home.
After that, I lit a cigarette and started thinking about Mansi’s fuck and started sighing.
Please don’t mail me asking for the number of any girl or Bhabhi because fuck is luck.
How did you like my old friend sex story, dear readers?
