This is Rajath from Bangalore, working as an assistant professor in a B-school. The heroine of my story is Maanasa, a cute and horny girl originally from a small village near Mangalore.
The story I am narrating here is the one which happened in May 2017. It was on 13th May 2017 was the first sexual encounter between that sexy queen and me. A day that I remember for the rest of my life.
And it was on 15th May 2017 was the second sexual encounter between us. Probably I am going to remember it for all the seven lives of mine. But for these two days to come in our lives we waited for six long years. Before that, I must tell you how I got Maanasa into my life.
It all started on a monsoon day in the year 2011. I had just finished my masters and had joined as a lecturer at an MBA college in Bangalore. I was staying in Rajajinagar and my college was in Mysore road. It used to be an almost 45 minutes journey in college bus.
One day I boarded my bus and sat in my regular seat. Right in front of my seat, a new girl, wearing a bright blue color sari was sitting. Seeing that girl I took a few seconds to realize that I am a lecturer and not a student. My decency of the lecturer was blown away by her beauty.
As she was wearing sari I understood that she is a newly joined lecturer(but she was into the BCA department and I am into MBA. Though in the same campus different buildings). My imagination started taking a tour around a fantasy world of having that girl in my lustful life.
I started imagining talking to her, making her my friend, taking her phone number. Becoming close to her, developing a liking for her, roaming around with her, proposing her, kissing her and finally having her in my bed.
Isn’t it too fast to think of all this? But except the last one remaining all happened very quickly.
Very soon we became close to each other. exchanged phone numbers, started hanging out after college hours. During this time she already had a boyfriend. But their relationship was very shaky due to that boy’s over possessiveness (he was staying in Pune, not in Bangalore).
Maybe this was one of the reasons for her to become close to me. So in a way, I had become her unofficial boyfriend. Though we had not done anything which lovers could do. During all these days I never missed a chance to have a glance at her figure, her curves.
But one day when I was sitting with her at a coffee day in Malleshwaram I was having weird horny feelings towards her. She was looking very very sexy in her greenish tight t-shirt and blue denim. The cleavage in her t-shirt was making my dick rise. She was deeply engrossed in telling a college incident.
But for me, though I was acting as listening to her my imagination was going around what she could be wearing inside. If in case I get a chance to remove her t-shirt and denim what she could be wearing inside ( I have a huge fantasy for seeing girls in black bra and white panty).
As I was thinking like that she adjusted her t-shirt near her right shoulder. To my pleasant surprise, her bra strap was visible and it was black. Oh my god! My heart skipped a beat and without my knowledge, I had a hard-on below. I continued staring at her bra strap. She noticed that I am not listening to her.
Even she understood that I am looking at her shoulders with lustful eyes. She cut short her talking and in an annoyed face said let’s go back. I came back to my senses. Cursed at my misfortune. Dropped her back to her PG.
That night there was no texting or phone call from her (Every night we used speak minimum an hour on the phone). The next day when I got into college bus she did not even look at me. I thought this girl is doing too much. I also thought I might lose her.
The day went on and in the evening around 9 PM, I texted her saying sorry. After 30 minutes, came her reply and it made my head swing around. She asked, “If you liked my bra strip so much, why didn’t you touch it? I wasted no time in replying “Given a chance I would like to touch it now.”
Maanasa: Hahaha. I am not wearing a bra now.
Me: In that case, I would like to touch the part which used to be covered by a bra.