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My name is Preeti, and I’m from Rewa. I’m 19 years old, with a hot figure of 32-24-33 that makes heads turn. My fair skin and long, silky black hair that sways down to my waist add to my charm. I’m a college girl with a wild side, always craving some hardcore chudai. I love guys who talk less and fuck more, getting straight to the action without wasting time.
Back then, I was crazy about the internet, and I still am. I used to spend nights chatting online, and every night, I’d calm my burning choot by fingering myself. Alone in my room, I’d strip off my bra and panties, lie on my bed, and slide my fingers into my wet choot, making it drip with pleasure. Sometimes, I’d get so lost in the moment that my bedsheet would end up soaked with my juices, and my moans—aaahh… ohhh…—would echo in the room.
One day, I got a message from a guy on the internet. His name was Raman, and he was from Rewa too. He sent me his photo—tall, fair, broad shoulders, and a naughty smile that made my choot tingle instantly. His sweet, flirty words got me so wet that my choot started leaking while we chatted. That night, I fingered myself harder than ever, my moans—aaahh… ohhh…—filling the room as I imagined him.
We started talking every day, and things got hotter. I sent him my photo in a tight red top and jeans, my boobs and round gaand popping out perfectly. He couldn’t stop praising me, and I loved the attention. After a few days, he wanted to meet in person. I was nervous but too horny to say no—my choot was practically begging for it.
We decided to meet at a local restaurant. I wore a tight black top and a mini skirt that showed off my smooth thighs. When I saw Raman, my heart raced. He looked hot in a black shirt and jeans, his bulge slightly visible. We had coffee, laughed, and flirted. His hand brushed mine, and I slid my fingers along his thigh under the table. That day, we shared a quick, hot kiss, his warm breath on my lips making my choot drip again.
Our meetings became regular—sometimes at a park, sometimes in a restaurant, or even in his car by the roadside, where we’d make out like crazy. His every touch set my body on fire. One day, he invited me to his place, saying no one would be home. I was scared but too horny to back out—my choot’s thirst was too much to handle.
I wore a sexy red salwar-suit that hugged my curves, my boobs straining against the tight kurti and my gaand swaying in the salwar. When I reached Raman’s house and rang the bell, he opened the door in a black t-shirt and grey track pants, his lund faintly outlined. His eyes lit up when he saw me, and he pulled me inside.
The house was neat, with a big sofa in the living room and dim lighting. He sat me on the sofa and went to make tea. Then I heard voices. To my surprise, Raman’s friend Aditya was there too. Aditya was dark, tall, and muscular, wearing a blue jeans and white t-shirt that showed off his strong build. I was a bit shocked since Raman hadn’t mentioned him, but I didn’t mind—Aditya’s intense stare on my boobs made me feel even hotter.
Both guys sat next to me on the sofa. Raman introduced Aditya, and I smiled, saying hi, while purposely adjusting my kurti to show more cleavage. Aditya’s eyes were glued to my boobs, and I could feel my choot getting wetter. Raman signaled me to follow him to the bathroom to talk. I went after him, my heart pounding.
As soon as we reached the bathroom, Raman pinned me against the wall and started kissing me hard. His tongue explored my mouth, and I kissed him back with equal hunger. My hands roamed his back, and I could feel his lund hardening in his pants. I rubbed it over his track pants, and he moaned softly—aaahh… Preeti… you’re so hot. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his lund—6 inches, thick, and rock-hard, like a steel rod. I took it in my mouth and started sucking, swirling my tongue around the tip. The salty taste drove me wild, and he grabbed my hair, moaning—aaahh… suck it… harder…
Then he whispered in my ear, “Preeti, Aditya doesn’t have a girlfriend. He wants to join us… and I want us to have fun together.” I froze for a second, my mind racing. But my choot was so wet, I couldn’t resist. I looked into his eyes and said, “Okay, but I want full maza.” I thought to myself, one lund is already so good—what’s wrong with two?
We went back to the living room, and Raman said, “Let’s go to my bedroom.” We entered his room—a cozy space with a big bed and soft blue lighting. I sat on the bed, my heart racing with excitement. Raman came close and started kissing me again, his tongue deep in my mouth. I rubbed his lund over his pants, feeling it harden again. Aditya was hesitant but sat next to me, his eyes fixed on my body.
I pulled down Raman’s pants, and his lund sprang out, fully erect. I took it in my mouth again, sucking it greedily, my tongue licking every inch. He moaned loudly—aaahh… Preeti… you suck so good… Meanwhile, I felt hands on my boobs. It was Aditya, squeezing them over my kurti. He pulled my kurti off, revealing my black bra, my 32-size boobs straining against it. He unhooked my bra, and my firm boobs bounced free, my pink nipples hard and ready.
Aditya took one boob in his mouth, sucking it like a hungry kid, while I moaned—aaahh… suck harder… Raman untied my salwar and pulled it down, exposing my black panties, soaked with my choot’s juices. He sniffed them and groaned, “Preeti, your choot smells like heaven.” He slid my panties off, revealing my smooth, dripping choot. He dove in, licking my choot with his warm tongue, teasing my clit. I went crazy, moaning—aaahh… Raman… eat my choot… don’t stop…
Aditya stripped off his jeans, and his lund came out—7 inches, thick, and menacing. I gasped, “It’s so big…” but my choot was throbbing with excitement. While Raman licked my choot, I grabbed Aditya’s lund and started sucking it. It filled my mouth completely, and I swirled my tongue around the tip, making him moan—aaahh… Preeti… you’re a fucking goddess… Raman slid two fingers into my choot, fucking me with them as I moaned louder—aaahh… harder… make me cum…
After a while, Raman said, “Preeti, it’s time to fuck you.” He laid me on the bed and spread my legs wide. His lund pressed against my choot’s entrance. With a gentle push, it slid halfway in, and I felt a sharp pain mixed with pleasure. “Push it all in…” I begged. He thrust hard, and his entire lund filled my choot. I screamed—aaahh… fuck… Raman… fuck me hard… He started pounding me, his lund rubbing my choot’s walls, the wet fap-fap sounds filling the room. I moaned with every thrust—aaahh… tear my choot… fuck me…
Aditya sucked my boobs, biting my nipples gently, while jerking his lund. I pulled him closer and sucked his lund again, my mouth working hard as Raman fucked my choot. The sensation of one lund in my choot and another in my mouth was driving me wild. After a few minutes, Raman made me get on all fours. My round gaand was up in the air, ready for more.
Aditya spit on my choot and placed his massive lund at the entrance. With one hard thrust, he buried it deep inside. I screamed—aaahh… fuck… it’s too big… A little blood trickled from my choot, but the pleasure was overwhelming. I begged, “Don’t stop… fuck me harder…” Aditya grabbed my boobs and pounded me, his lund hitting my deepest spots. I shook my gaand, moaning—aaahh… Aditya… fuck my choot… Raman shoved his lund in my mouth, and I sucked it hard, gagging as he fucked my throat.
After a while, Aditya sat on the bed and pulled me onto his lap. I straddled him, his lund sliding back into my choot as I rode him, my boobs bouncing in his face. He sucked them hard, and I moaned—aaahh… fuck me… Then Raman came behind me. He spit on my gaand and rubbed his lund against my tight asshole. I panicked, “Raman, go slow… I’ve never taken it in my gaand before.” He pushed gently, and his lund slid halfway in. I screamed—aaahh… fuck… it hurts… But the pain soon turned to pleasure as he slowly thrust deeper.
Now Aditya was fucking my choot, and Raman was fucking my gaand. Both lunds were stretching my holes, and the fap-fap sounds mixed with my screams—aaahh… fuck me… tear my choot and gaand… I was lost in ecstasy, my body shaking with every thrust. After what felt like forever, they flipped me to the edge of the bed in doggy style. Aditya fucked my choot, then Raman took his turn, their lunds taking turns pounding my holes. My choot came multiple times, my juices dripping down my thighs.
Finally, Aditya’s lund tightened, and he shot his hot cum deep in my choot. I moaned—aaahh… so warm… Raman pulled me onto his lap again, fucking my choot hard. He groaned—aaahh… Preeti… your choot is paradise… and came inside me, his cum mixing with Aditya’s. I was exhausted, my choot and gaand sore but satisfied. I collapsed on the bed, and both guys sucked my boobs again, then took turns shooting their cum in my mouth. I swallowed their salty juices, loving every drop.
We lay there naked, tangled together, completely spent. Since that day, I’ve fucked Raman and Aditya many times, each session wilder than the last. But now, I’m craving something new—maybe a hot lesbian girl or some fresh guys to join the fun. If you loved my story, share your thoughts. Got a wild chudai story of your own? I’d love to hear it!