Bangalore CAT Coaching Friends

I am a regular person from Bangalore. I am six feet tall. Once, I traveled to Bangalore for my CAT coaching in the pre-COVID era. I came from a typical town, so the city really changed me. Sure, we had a wide range of experiences in school and college, but Bangalore seemed unique, and I also changed a lot over time. I joined a gym and began to practice speaking English. It became easier when it was originally difficult. Many Indian women from all around the country were present at the coaching institute. Since I was from Tamil Nadu, I did not speak a word of Hindi. So, I struck up a discussion by asking them to teach me the language. I had five days of lessons, followed by tests and everything else. After I started going out and acquired a place with my pals, things started to progressively alter. We located a room near the metro station, and the rent was affordable. My friend Sanju and I shared the room. Sanju was an outgoing, pleasant guy from Mumbai who lost his virginity after dating a lot of women. For the first time in my life, he was the one who showed me a condom, and he only had one emergency condom in his wallet. He would encourage me to go on dates, parties, and other events by telling me about his experiences and recollections. In only one month, we went from being a group of three male and three female friends to six, and our apartment became a hangout spot after class. Actually, I thought all three females were good. Let me present them; I understand that it’s difficult to remember them. Hema, 22, was dedicated to someone, so no one made a serious attempt for her. She was stubborn and had a gym body. She had a fantastic physique and was straightforward and somewhat envious. Shreya, who was preparing for NIFT, was also 22 and looked incredibly lovely. She was a short bomb. Sanju presented her to us. She was the classic Indian darling. The last one is Amrita, who was the oldest of the group at 28 and looked incredibly lovely. She resigned from her position at a renowned company and chose to get an MBA. Fun and mature, yet she knows how to party. There was one more person, but she is merely from Bangalore and usually departs after class. Gradually, they stopped staying at their PGs (paying guests) and began spending weekends relaxing at our apartment. It developed into a place to eat and drink. I never drank alcohol before, and I never felt pressured to start drinking by any of my friends. I’m usually the one preparing the eggs and side dishes while they’re drinking. I began flirting with each of the three at various times. During our tea breaks, Amrita and I used to sip tea together. She’s really gorgeous and the only woman who smokes in the tea store. Despite Hema’s commitment, I did not pass up any opportunities with her either. She surprisingly appreciated my flirtatious gaze and gave it back nicely. Shreya joins us after class, and because our senses of humor coincide, I’ll be the one joking about and having fun with her. When the whole group joins, I find it hard to join in because everyone speaks Hindi, so I head to the kitchen and get to work. During one such party event, Shreya arrived extremely late following class while I was in the kitchen preparing. She chose not to join the group of people drinking and instead came up to embrace me from behind (she was having a bad day). She had me in her arms. Shreya: I really need this hug today. I was flipping eggs. Me: Are you alright? Do you want a proper hug? Shreya: No, no… Stay like this, otherwise you won’t be able to cook. I won’t disturb you. Me: I can hug you and then cook. As I turned to face her after saying that, my semi-erected dick was twitching as it contacted her abs. Because she was short, I quickly knelt down and patted her back, just letting our shoulders contact. Shreya: Is this even a hug? My body is faaaaar from yours. Who the fuck taught you this? Me: It’s because you are short… Haha… She was laughing. Shreya: Oh… Is that so? Or maybe it’s because you don’t want to touch me because you’ll get excited physically and I’ll know it. Me: Hey sweetie, I can’t control my wood when it’s you. It’s always rock hard for you. I chuckled, but she made me straighten up, put her body on mine, gave me a hard embrace, and walked away. She sensed my expanding, for sure. When she returned to the group, the others were making fun of her about me. I returned with all of the food after pretending to be cooking when I heard it. I had to sit between Hema and Amrita while Shreya changed in the restroom. Hema had to show the others what she was talking about as we were having a relaxing conversation about heels. She was showing the group what she had done by placing her foot over my thighs. Her feet were slightly swollen, so I gently touched them and inquired as to if they hurt there. She asked nicely for a gentle massage, and I gave it. Shreya had returned by then and had just entered the room when she saw me rubbing Hema’s feet. She was not able to conceal her disappointment from others. In Hindi, Shreya whispered to Hema, “Your boyfriend should come over here and take care of you instead of this guy.” I didn’t quite understand how. When it was time for everyone to get back to their PG, Shreya gave me a farewell hug and walked out. Amrita saw this and grinned. She beckoned me to assist her in getting up and gave me a hug in return. She also stated, “You’re getting sexy these days, be careful with these girls.” With a wink, she walked away. That day, I was in bliss, and I examined my insides to make sure everything was okay; I had precum all over. I was considerably more daring with all three after that day. Never passed up the chance to get to know them well. Many people returned home for a significant vacation, but my decision was to remain in Banglore. Just the ladies and I were there. I stayed expecting that the boys would have something special planned for Amrita because I knew it was her birthday that weekend. However, the guys went off to their hometown, and Hema told me she couldn’t go because her boyfriend was coming to see her. Since Shreya was from the northeast and was unable to go, she and I began preparing the low-key surprise party for Amrita. We used ribbons to decorate the entire space. While I was helping her up, she completed the decorations. I adored the little touches that persisted between us even though we both knew they were deliberate. Just before we finished the decorations, we gave Amrita a call. Her pals from college answered the phone and in fact drove her to Nandi Hills. So our idea evolved into a comedy. Shreya was enraged but powerless to stop it. She chose to remain at my apartment, partly because she intended to get intoxicated with her that day. Me: Don’t worry, I’ll give you company. Shreya: I want someone who drinks, not someone to cook for me tonight. Me: Alright, I’ll drink but I don’t know how I will react. So, give me a little. (I chose to drink because I wanted her to stay but I was also afraid of what would happen if I blabbered too much) Shreya: Really!? Alright then… She rushed into the kitchen, got the glasses and poured 4 row of shots. I took two shots with her and immediately felt a burning sensation in my throat. Shreya: Don’t worry, it will go away soon. Be a man. Me: This shit burns. After two more shots, she was already preparing our next shot, and I could feel it. After that, we included Coca-Cola. I was laughing too hard at everyday jokes when I was drinking with her, and we became closer. She was making fun of me for not being able to take raw photographs. I explained that I didn’t have a side dish and that was why. She smiled and asked, “Don’t you consider me your side dish?” I told her that if she fed me from the bottle, I could drink it raw. I rejected her attempt to put alcohol straight in my mouth, as she saw an opportunity. She was drinking it raw herself to demonstrate to me how simple it is to do so. “Feed Me the Liquor from your mouth. Then I’ll drink it,” I said. We were getting really high at this point. So, normally this phase would have made me feel uncomfortable, but she started grinning broadly and added, “You want my saliva to be mixed?” She pushed me to drink more; opened my mouth and spat the alcohol into it. I was in disbelief, unable to believe what was actually occurring. We were so close that I almost gave her a passionate kiss, but I restrained myself. Her knee was on my crotch and she was spitting on me, which made me erect. It was excellent. After some time, I started making her giggle, and she started to fall on me. I looked and saw that her nipples were visible. We contacted Amrita from our location at 12:15 a.m. to wish her a happy birthday. We showed her the entire setup, including the décor. She told me she wanted to have a party with me soon when we were on a video conference and that she was shocked to see me intoxicated. I could tell that Amrita and Shreya were discussing our kisses as they spoke. I recognized it although they spoke in Hindi. After wishing her, we hung up. “Will you still take raw shots straight out of my mouth?” She inquired after the call. “Where else can you give me liquor from?” I said jokingly. She was taken aback and inebriated. She blushed and visibly began to consider. “Array, it’s just a joke,” I uttered. “Avoid thinking too much.” However, she pondered and questioned: Shreya: Aside from providing you booze through my mouth, I can do it two other ways. One is known as a body shot. Me: What’s that? (I had no idea) She explained everything, and I had no idea that was a thing. I now knew one thing and was intrigued about the next. Me: What’s the next one? She hesitated a little. Me: Come on, just tell me. Shreya: Drink it from my ass. (She was actually grinning) Me: Fuck it… Let’s do it, now. (She was completely blushing cause she thought I was serious, but I was joking. I thought she actually made a shit joke) Shreya: Want to do it now? Me: Are you serious? How does it work? I am not eating your shit. Shreya: Ewww… nooo… It’s just eating shit. I was completely unaware that ass-eating was a thing. I used to view pornography, but not in those categories. I enjoy seeing movie porn sequences that do not have nakedness. Now I watch a variety of things. So, the concept of eating pussy was familiar, but ass was unique, and I was rather horrified at the time about such matter. Me: Stop kidding… Nobody drinks from the ass. Shreya: Please tell me you know about people eating stuff off each other. And eating ass is common. People do that. Me: I know people eat stuff off each other and people give oral pleasure but not ass hole. Shreya: Why do I have to be the one to teach you this? Go learn it from the internet later. Idiot… In order to prove her wrong, I searched the internet, expecting there would be no videos, but there were. It was quite relaxing for us to have open conversations like that. Now we are not hesitant at all. I immediately noticed some video and was covering it from her since the groaning sounds were really loud and I was watching it. Me: Yeah, people do all kinds of stuff. I kept my phone near her without locking it. Me: What would you have done if I had said yes to ass eating? Shreya: Since you drank liquor for me, I was considering letting you be the first man to eat my ass for the first time (smirks). Too bad you missed the chance because I had to lecture you everything. I really don’t know if she was being serious, but I was thrilled. Me: Shit, I missed my chance. (I was overacting, especially since I wasn’t that excited to eat ass anyways). Ok, what else can you do for me, because I broke my drinking virginity for you? Shreya: I am not a virgin… I cannot give you my virginity. Tell me what do u want… Me: I love your hugs very much… She was astonished and was taking the conversation very seriously while slowly sipping. I mentioned it on purpose to cool things down a little. She dove in front of me for a hug and then stated, “You’re different from the other guys.” And added, “I’ll hug you and never leave you,” I began rubbing her back. And she continued to drink. I was truly prepared for action. I felt her nipples poke me. I started rubbing her back, resting my palm on her little ass. And I slowly began to feel them in my hands. My phone rang, but I ignored it, and soon I heard the calling bell. It was my lousy timing. I answered the door, annoyed, assuming it was the apartment owner; it was Hema, and she was lecturing us for not answering our phones. She had to come back shortly since she had a quarrel with her boyfriend. She was astonished to see me intoxicated, and everything had been spoiled at that point. Shreya was genuinely ready to do more, so I was stretching every modest action and moving slowly to edge her out, but the appearance of Hema wrecked everything. I started cooking after Hema arrived, which irritated Shreya and caused her to eat more chakna (a spicy stew). A while later, she vomited for a long time, and Hema helped her puke and clean her before I requested her to rest. Shreya felt unhappy on the inside. She wanted to be awake, but due to exhaustion, she fell asleep. Hema heard the groaning sounds from my phone when she was cleaning the room, so she unlocked my phone while I was cooking. Hema was grinning and had just begun changing in front of me when I arrived. Me: Oh… Do you want me to stay in the kitchen while you change? Hema: Oh, please. Don’t pretend to be a gentleman. I know you aren’t one. Gentlemen don’t watch anal porn with women. It was simple. I was too shocked to talk. She was changing clothes while speaking in a really demeaning manner. She was wearing boxers and a bra, so I held her close and told her I could be gentle when I wanted to. I gave her a gentle kiss. I decided to take a chance because I knew she had watched the movie and I also knew that she was horny at the moment, so I went for it. I turned to her and gently kissed her lips; she turned back and murmured, “Stop” and stepped back. Hema: I have a boyfriend… I should not kiss you. Though my math was off, and I felt a little let down, what she said next startled me. She said something like, “No kissing, no sex, but can you… eat me here?” She gestured downward. I did not think much, and I did not want her to change her mind. I laid her down and parted her legs. I began chewing her pussy over her boxers. She gasped when I raised my hands and touched one nipple, but I quickly withdrew them, and she said, “Just eating pussy.” I quickly started kissing her pussy after becoming a little upset and pulling down her boxers. I began inserting and retracting my tongue, exploring every crevice, and beginning to write the letters ABC with my tongue. She was jerking in certain places, so I continued those areas. After twenty minutes of eating nonstop, she really started forcing her pussy on my face. I didn’t stop because I thought we would most likely not do anything after. So I took a quick pause, withdrew her hands away from her pussy, blew some air into the hole, and began eating her again. That was when I heard the noises of pussy eating. She pivoted to see how Shreya was doing. Yes, Shreya was sound asleep. She granted me another twenty minutes to finish licking her pussy, but I didn’t stop. She came in less than two minutes; her hips were trembling. There was some trembling in her legs as well. As I rested my jaw for a little moment, she was telling me that I was better at eating her than her boyfriend and all of her ex-girlfriends. While she was speaking, I swiftly put my face on her pussy and began licking it. She was unable to remain still and had no expectation that I would devour her. Her hips were off the ground and she was wobbling her ass. She let out a loud moan this time, clearly enjoying herself so much that her legs were shaking. She kept shoving my head aside while I was eating her, but just before she was about to cum, she pulled my head into her pussy. She was grinning with delight, thinking that everything was finished. She had been telling me for quite some time, so this time I began to finger her. She stopped speaking and started making only sounds because she was too happy to talk. I was fingering her when I rose up and noticed that she was chewing her lips; I examined her gorgeous physique. I put my palm on her neck and gave her a slight gag. She seemed to enjoy it, so I used her gradual push away from her neck as an opportunity to slide my hand along her tits, which were twitching as I moved my fingers in that direction. When I gently squeezed one of her tits, she gasped and started to push my hand away, but I quickly increased the pace of my fingers, preventing her from pushing me away. After that, she did not object to my touching her tits. She expressed her response to my fingering with a facial expression, and I felt that she was about to cum. She clasped my fingers tightly within and came a lot! I then took my fingers out from within and began massaging the clit from the outside. In the meantime, I stroked her clit, pushed the other boob, and buried my face on hers. She started to lose her voice after having so many orgasms. She hauled me up and gave me a mad dog kiss. I had just learned how to kiss when her tongue was in my mouth. I was caressing her clit, so even during our kiss, she had to stop. When I first started eating, her pussy was really tight; but, after four times of cumming, it got loose. It was becoming damp. I stated to her, “Your tongue should not leave my mouth,” after parting from her. I tried her by pushing her tits firmly, and she responded like a doll while kissing me. Despite the pressure on those delicate sponges, she was jerking and kissing me. She closed her eyes even more firmly as I felt that she was approaching her next orgasm. I went straight to her nipples and gently pinched and sucked them. She picked up my penis and began massaging it in her own pussy. My dick touched the pussy opening as she continued to hold it between her thighs, and she began massaging it with her hand. The walls of her pussy were so moist that my entire dick felt them. And I realized that she would soon reach her peak. She gave me the greatest groans ever. As soon as I gave her a thumb massage, she gave me a hard squirt on my dick. After that, she gave me a deep kiss before saying, “Thank you.” I was trying to smuggle my dick inside her as she was resting. “No, I have a boyfriend,” she said again. She requested me to lie down and gave me the greatest blowjob ever. So, I gave it a go and allowed her to take my manhood in her mouth. “Gawk… gawk…” sound was echoing throughout the apartment. When I was ready to cum, I gave her a deep throat rub and went deeper inside. I was grabbing her hair and the sensation was intense. She did not say anything, but her lips were streaming with cum. I felt content and joyful. I was prepared for more action at night, but what happened the next day was even more exciting. If I feel like it, I’ll share it with you some other time. ***** I hope everyone had fun with this episode. It’s incredible to experience this. The individuals here have been replaced by fictitious names. Please send me an email at praveenpandu6102@gmail.com or telephone @PraveenPandu

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