I live in Pune and thank you all to read this story. And would love to read your appreciation regarding the same. I was 18 years old. The story is of ...011.It happened with Simran. She was my junior in school. I was in 12th standard. We had been dating for 2 years now. We have had our moments but didn’t get the chance to explore ourselves fully. One fine day I was all alone at my place because my parents had gone out for a business trip. And Simran used to visit my place on a frequent basis. She had spent her time at the restaurant amusing herself by keeping him hard with her stocking toes. He was not quite sure what he was supposed to do about this as he suspected that she might dive under the table at any minute, take down his zipper and begin to suck on his by then throbbing hard cock. He was not wrong. As soon as desert came, and she knew the waiter would not be back for a while, she made her move. Under the tablecloth she went, and pulled his zipper down with her teeth.. His mouth hovers mere centimeters from hers."Are you out of your damn mind?" he asks sharply, concern and the need to protect creeping into his tone. "You could've been killed."She doesn't look at him. Doesn't make eye contact. Her gaze remains fixed on the flannel peeking from between the sides of his leather jacket, she gulps. She can smell the whiskey on his breath.He's trouble. Dangerous. Everything her mother warned her about. She knows she should stay away, yet she's drawn to him like a. Then I spread my saali’s legs to the full extent. Her pussy was wide open for me to see. I could see her inner tissues now and it was so wet. I entered a finger in her pussy. She gasped when my finger entered her pussy.Her pussy was still tight. Just in the last 2 nights, we had our first sex. So, she was squirming around. She was moaning.Anki: Jiju, please suck my pussy.I was astonished by the language she was using. It was as if we had been having sex for a very long time. And she had opened.