A series of story how her hate turned to the evening she would never forget

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Hi! This is Sarika. I’m writing this story about the guy I hated… made me go on knees for him.


Currently in my master’s, I have a quite funky figure of 36,34,40, a bit bulged tummy.

Adi, the guy who was the showstopper of my class, getting attention from each and every girl was quite easy for him. Me not being in his radar made me feel wronged as well as he always came to me to ask for the notes.

Day’s passed, and there were association activities for students itself for 2 days. Him and I paired unexpectedly later the other two joined us. Had brain teaser activity followed by others. Lastly the day ended with a cultural event.

Second day we got to know we had a treasure hunt, running throughout the vast campus was annoying. Got the task to complete as the team relied upon 4 of us. Collecting the hints was a pain in ass. Running for that was horrible as well.

While I ran my boobs bounced up and down. It was an eye-catching scene for many.
I was thirsty, got a quickie to quench my thirst, water made a sexy remark on my dress as it highlighted boobs.

The task assigned to me to collect the hint was to propose my senior in a different style.
I said: ” you smell nice, I want that smell to be on me too, are you in for that?” It was quiet for a minute. He just slid his hand on neck and gave up the hint. His eyes were locked in mine.

Adi made a mistake thinking 6 as 9 and brought the wrong hint. I shouted at him, he grabbed my wrist lifting my hand till his face and said “I apologize but let’s win” . I was calm in an instance.

The hint was exchanged later by negotiation, we won second. That made each other. There wasn’t any absurd thing that passed through my brain, but a shock went through.
Later the snack bar was set up..we were busy filling our tummy, the senior that I mentioned before approached me and asked for my number.

I was startled as well, but wanted exposure to myself. I gave my number, he chatted for a while as his friends were teasing him he was forced to leave by the unwillingness of his feat.

My teammates noticed it and asked what was that about, Adi being more curious asked about the tiny details of how it happened. After all this I went to take a shower, changed into jeans and a deep neck top with jhumka s.

I volunteered in the official program to help me to get the extra curricular points from the professor. I was said to carry the water bottles for the deligents on the stage before the arrival. I forgot about it and the GS shouting at me grabbed people ear on us.

My senior said he will help me out. We both ran to the canteen but it was closed. So we got out of the campus to get a bottle as he didn’t carry his license, I said that I’ll ride the bike. He was in confusion, my skills made him sit at ease. The deep neck made him notice and the peadester too.

He gently grabbed my top from back and gave me assurance. We were back, me carrying all the bottles my little hand’s were about to give up. Adi saw it and jumped in to help. Accidentally touching my stomach made me shiver. The other bottles were carried by my senior while he wholesomely touched my whole hand with the sensation.

I finished my work and was sitting idle in the green room. My senior Nikita asked me to tie her blouse and hook it up.

She had eye-catching skin and figure. I have a habit of saying what I feel, her back that was snatched giving her hourglass figure, the navy blue saree that made her fair skin glow . Uff that was really tempting to watch.

Sarika: “Don’t get me wrong di, but your absolute a perfect women”

Nikita: “Women? Giggled”

Sarika: ” I mean you have maintained yourself di, you’re too amazingly beautiful”

Nikita: “Maintained? Huh, I have belly fat, see!”

She slipped her pallu slightly and my eyes were on her navel. And going up to her breast those were 32 in size might be 30.

She saw where my eye’s where they were.

Nikita: ” I envy girl’s with heavy breasts as see yours”, she poked my breast touching the nipples.

Sarika: “ah! (accidentally gasped) Di, you’re also good, don’t be inferior to your beauty”!

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