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English Visiting my old college (All Parts)

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Part 1​

Akshita, once a shy sweet girl, is now a successful bold woman, although she hasn’t felt romantic passion in her life yet. She decided to visit her college again, 3 years after passing out. Untouched by a man’s hand, this beautiful vixen was yet to discover a raw passion as she stepped back onto the campus.

Hello friends. This is a real-life incident that I would like to share with you guys here. My name is Akshita (name changed) now 24 years old. I am a single woman, working in a well-established advertising agency in Mumbai. I am very fair, with a very pretty doll-like face. About 5’4″ in height, I have a seductive curvy figure about 34C-28-36, complimented by a toned belly and wide hips.

A few weeks ago, I thought of visiting my old college. It was meant to be a nostalgic memory trip. Just 3 years ago I was a shy college girl, afraid to even talk to my peers. So, having a boyfriend was out of the question. Many guys chased me, gave me dirty looks, and proposed to me, but I never gave in to any of those distractions, because then I prioritized family values more.

As soon as I finished college, I got a decent job. Now, living kilometers away from my family, earning my own living, having a successful career, meeting different people, and city life, all carved a modern chick out of me. But even though I got more bold, I still didn’t feel “The spark” with any guy yet, so I remained a sweet virgin.

I reached my old college during the afternoon, wearing a pink tight tank top and blue skin-fit jeans. For some reason, I did not call up my old friends, just visiting alone by myself. I strolled across the campus, feeling happy and refreshed that I was back.

As I went further, I saw a commotion in the distance, a group of students cheering at someone. As I went closer, I saw a guy with a helmet and riding gear performing cool stunts, showing off. I just thought myself to be back in the college days, as I joined the crowd cheering for the rider. After the performance, the rider just left on his bike.

“That was a good show!” I thought to myself as I continued to roam around the campus.

After an hour or so, I went to the cafeteria to grab some food. I ordered a fruit salad and an orange juice and waited outside for my order. That was when the biker showed up on his bike, walking up to the counter, ordering a coke. As he removed his helmet and coat, I couldn’t help but notice he was quite hot.

He shaved his head and had tattoos on his neck and arms. I always found skinheads immensely attractive and the tattoos were a huge bonus. I just stared at him for a while, until he noticed me, when I just looked away. By then, my order had come, and I got busy with my food.

“You study here?” a masculine voice interrupted my feast as I turned around to see the guy, standing right before me, a sly smile on his face.

“No, I am an alumni, I passed out 3 years ago,” I shrugged.

“Ohh, no wonder I haven’t seen you before! By the way, I am Dheeraj, I am a second-year student here”, he extended his hand.

“Akshita”, I smiled as I shook his hand. I really liked his confidence as he sat down next to me. I offered him a seat, which he took without any hesitation.

The conversation went on for maybe about an hour. Dheeraj was 19, about 5 years younger than me. He was not so keen about his studies though loved bikes. He started riding when he was barely 11, and he was very elaborate when it came to bikes, although he took adequate breaks to compliment how cute my face was, and, occasionally, indirectly hinting I was hot.

I really liked talking to this guy, or even maybe a bit attracted to him. The fact that he was way younger than me somehow had a really kinky flavor to this attraction.

“So, it’s time for me to go. Thanks a lot, Dheeraj. It was fun talking to you”. I got up to leave.

“Wait up? How did you get here?” he asked.

“By bus”, I shrugged.

“Forget it! I can drop you home”, he got up picking up his helmet.

“But it is a 3-hour drive from here?” I tried to reason with him, to no avail though.

Finally, I had to give in, allowing him to drop me at my home. As soon as I got on his bike, he wheeled it by raising the front tires, then shooting off like a bullet. I shrieked as I clenched onto him for my dear life. After a few minutes though, my fear slipped away, and started to enjoy the adrenaline rush as he sped the bike well above 120 km.

Then I wrapped my hands around his body as I felt his ripped body through the thin fabric of his t-shirt. I felt more excited as I leaned onto him, my well-shaped boobs pressing his firm back, not sure if he felt it, or was even aware of it. He kept riding like crazy. Soon, within 2 hours, we reached my house.

I invited him in. My parents were not home, so I conveniently dodged any questions. Then I toured him through my house, showing him around. Finally, we reached the balcony of my room. I was busy talking about how exciting the bike trip was when he came from behind, wrapping his hands around my waist, and pulling me to his strong chest.

I jumped a bit in response. “What are you doing”, I asked in a faint voice

“I forgot to mention, I love riding fine hot girls more than riding bikes”, he whispered back. “Any objections?”

“No….” The bike ride had me thoroughly excited already, somehow the word slipped from my mouth, and I realized I wanted this desperately.

Then he effortlessly picked me up with his hands and carried me inside. Then he threw me on my own bed like a rag doll. I bounced on impact as I fell hard on my bed.

As I lay on the bed anticipating his move, he advanced slowly towards the bed. But both of us were shocked by the shrieking sound of the alarm bell.

“My parents! They’re here already!”, I whispered tensely.

What crazy stuff happened next will soon be up in the next part. Keep looking!
 
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