Hi all, I am writing to share my experience with my colleague during our time in Dehradun. I am Sanjay, having a height of 5’7″ and a decent body. My colleague’s name is Soumya, a Bengali girl with a nice figure of 34-30-36.
This is a story of times when we had joined our first job after college and were deputed to Dehradun for training for a year. She had graduated from Calcutta University and I was from a private college in Ambala. During my college times, life was dull and I had a time-pass relationship which obviously wasn’t going to materialize. I was excited for a new phase of my life and then I met Soumya on the first day of training.
It was mid-September and a bit cold in the morning. She was wearing a professional dress paired with a blazer and black stilettos. She had her hair done nicely and light makeup. She was the prettiest girl I ever saw.
Anyways, the training began and we got to know each other soon afterward. We were provided temporary accommodation in a hotel nearby and were asked to find our accommodation within 15 days. So, in the evening after the office, I proposed to go out and look for homes for rent. She agreed to that. We went directly from the office to a broker nearby & house hunt began.
Over a period of time, we bonded over cups of tea, cigarettes and evening strolls looking for a good house on rent. After a few days, the broker called and told me that 2 apartments near our office were vacant. I called and told this to Soumya who asked me to go and check them out.
We called our broker to the venue. These were 1 bhk apartments with reasonable rent and good locations, so we fixed them. The next Saturday, we moved into our respective apartments. Setting them up was a big task. We helped in setting up each other’s apartments.
For the next few weeks, we were almost together the whole time, either in the office or shopping for essentials for our new homes or just going out to have momos in the evening (Dehradun has good momo and soup, especially during winter months).
The time passed and I and my Bengali colleague became good friends. We celebrated Durga puja at her house and Diwali at mine. One weekend during a round of drinks, we discussed our previous lives. She told me she had been in college as a day scholar and had a crush on a guy who later dated her good friend. Later as she opened up further, she was jealous of her friend who banged the guy she liked.
I told my side of the story about how I was in a dead-end relationship. We both were now open to new experiences and I started having feelings toward her. But I kept them to myself because I feared she might say no and ruin whatever we have till now.
Over the next month, the feelings grew stronger and stronger. Then came Christmas time. It had become extremely cold and it had snowed in Mussoorie. I asked Soumya for a trip to Mussoorie. I asked if she would be comfortable staying in the same room with me at the hotel to save costs to which she agreed.
I booked the hotel and cab. Within the next hour, we were packed and on the way to Mussoorie. After reaching the hotel, I asked the receptionist to give me a good room and slipped a 100 rupee note to him. He nodded and gave us a room facing the valley with an attached balcony.
The room was brightly lit with natural light but I was a bit cold too due to the blowing winds. The room was good with an amazing view of the Doon Valley. We stood together mesmerized by the view and enjoyed a cup of tea in the sunlight. We then decided to go and stroll around Mall Road. My Bengali colleague said she wanted to change and then go. I said I will be waiting at the reception for her.
In 15 minutes, she came. My God!! She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was wearing a red dress with stockings and boots with an overcoat, she let her hair open and wore matching makeup to suit her outfit. She came and nodded at me to put my chin up.
We walked together toward the mall, grabbed something to eat did some sightseeing. We were walking holding hands like a couple. It was getting cold, so we decided to come back. While coming back, I grabbed a bottle of scotch and cigarettes for the night. We came back to the room and asked her to have drinks without changing. I casually said it was like a date night to which she smiled and nodded.
We ordered snacks and started drinking. It was cold and we were getting nicely drunk. I asked the Bengali girl if she wanted to join me for a cigarette on the balcony. She came and we started sharing a cigarette. The view of the brightly lit Doon Valley was amazing. During that, I put my hand around her waist and held her from behind. She did not resist, rather she adjusted herself to be held better.
It was during that time I told her this was the most romantic moment of my life to which she seconded. I kissed her on the cheek and she was like, “Ummm..”
I was holding her tighter and tighter and I kissed her neck. She went, “Aahhhh..”
I kissed her neck and cheeks and bit her ear for a couple of minutes when she turned back and we started kissing. Wow!! One of my most memorable kisses till date. We kissed for a few minutes grabbing each other in the cold. After some time, we came back inside and I put her on the bed and started to kiss her.
After a few more minutes of kissing, I looked her in eyes that were gleaming and she looked at me like she wanted more. I put my hands on her breast and started pressing them. She moaned softly and we kissed more. Then I pulled her up from the bed and grabbed her bum. There was no stopping from this point onward!
I removed her dress and my shirt. She was wearing a black matching bra panty set and stockings and boots which made her look like a sex goddess. We went back to the bed and I kissed all over her neck while caressing her back and squeezing her bum. She was wearing a C-cup which fit in my hand perfectly.
I kissed further on her cleavage and then slid the bra to the side, exposing her milky white boobs with brownish nipples. I started to press, suck and lick them. She was going mad and softly moaning while I did all that to her. Meanwhile, I unhooked and removed her bra.
After some time, she put me on the bed and removed my pants and underwear. She came near to me and started stroking me. I was not expecting this. She then went down and started to blow me. Within a few minutes, I was about to cum and she switched back to stroking me. As I came, she gave me a naughty smile and told me, “That was quick. How will you satisfy me now?”
I then put her on her back and removed her panty. My Bengali colleague had a shaved pussy, slightly pink. I started to eat her out. Soon, she was wet and moaning. “Ooohhh!! Aaaahhhhh!! Yeah… just like that, baby!!”
I ate her out for a good 10 minutes and she started to tremble and she came wildly. I went near to her lips, kissed her while putting my finger inside her pussy and started to finger her. She was already orgasmed and wet. She wanted more. I fingered her vigorously and she came for the second time. I looked into her eyes and asked if that was satisfying. She with her heavy breathing told me she wanted to get fucked.
I climbed on top of her and put a pillow under her bum. I slowly put my dick into her pussy which was wet and open. I started to stroke slowly while kissing her and started increasing my pace. She was enjoying, “Yaahh!! Yes Sanjay.. Aaahhhh!! Aaah!!!”
After a few minutes, I turned her into doggy position and started to fuck harder. She couldn’t control her moans. I asked her to moan slowly as we had people in the neighboring room. She didn’t listen and continued to moan while I fucked her even harder.
After about 10 minutes or so, I was tired and asked her to ride me. She took my dick into her pussy and started jumping up and down. Her boobs were moving along with the jump and was pressing them. Then she rode me nicely and her moans again started to grow louder. She increased her pace and she literally screamed and got another orgasm.
She fell on me breathing heavily and fully flushed. We kissed for a few moments. I turned her and again got into the missionary position. I stroked her fast and hard and she wrapped her legs around me and held me tightly. I came inside my Bengali colleague’s pussy and kissed her for a minute before removing my dick from her pussy.
I removed her boots, we went to the bathroom to clean and then ended up under the sheets. We kissed each other some more and slept naked.
The next morning, we had one more session before breakfast. It was a memorable trip and we had a couple of more sessions. We never proposed to each other but sex was frequent over the next few months.
After the training, she was moved to Mumbai and I ended up in Hyderabad. Over a period of months, she told me she was dating a Bengali guy in Mumbai and after that, slowly we went out of touch.
This is a story of times when we had joined our first job after college and were deputed to Dehradun for training for a year. She had graduated from Calcutta University and I was from a private college in Ambala. During my college times, life was dull and I had a time-pass relationship which obviously wasn’t going to materialize. I was excited for a new phase of my life and then I met Soumya on the first day of training.
It was mid-September and a bit cold in the morning. She was wearing a professional dress paired with a blazer and black stilettos. She had her hair done nicely and light makeup. She was the prettiest girl I ever saw.
Anyways, the training began and we got to know each other soon afterward. We were provided temporary accommodation in a hotel nearby and were asked to find our accommodation within 15 days. So, in the evening after the office, I proposed to go out and look for homes for rent. She agreed to that. We went directly from the office to a broker nearby & house hunt began.
Over a period of time, we bonded over cups of tea, cigarettes and evening strolls looking for a good house on rent. After a few days, the broker called and told me that 2 apartments near our office were vacant. I called and told this to Soumya who asked me to go and check them out.
We called our broker to the venue. These were 1 bhk apartments with reasonable rent and good locations, so we fixed them. The next Saturday, we moved into our respective apartments. Setting them up was a big task. We helped in setting up each other’s apartments.
For the next few weeks, we were almost together the whole time, either in the office or shopping for essentials for our new homes or just going out to have momos in the evening (Dehradun has good momo and soup, especially during winter months).
The time passed and I and my Bengali colleague became good friends. We celebrated Durga puja at her house and Diwali at mine. One weekend during a round of drinks, we discussed our previous lives. She told me she had been in college as a day scholar and had a crush on a guy who later dated her good friend. Later as she opened up further, she was jealous of her friend who banged the guy she liked.
I told my side of the story about how I was in a dead-end relationship. We both were now open to new experiences and I started having feelings toward her. But I kept them to myself because I feared she might say no and ruin whatever we have till now.
Over the next month, the feelings grew stronger and stronger. Then came Christmas time. It had become extremely cold and it had snowed in Mussoorie. I asked Soumya for a trip to Mussoorie. I asked if she would be comfortable staying in the same room with me at the hotel to save costs to which she agreed.
I booked the hotel and cab. Within the next hour, we were packed and on the way to Mussoorie. After reaching the hotel, I asked the receptionist to give me a good room and slipped a 100 rupee note to him. He nodded and gave us a room facing the valley with an attached balcony.
The room was brightly lit with natural light but I was a bit cold too due to the blowing winds. The room was good with an amazing view of the Doon Valley. We stood together mesmerized by the view and enjoyed a cup of tea in the sunlight. We then decided to go and stroll around Mall Road. My Bengali colleague said she wanted to change and then go. I said I will be waiting at the reception for her.
In 15 minutes, she came. My God!! She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was wearing a red dress with stockings and boots with an overcoat, she let her hair open and wore matching makeup to suit her outfit. She came and nodded at me to put my chin up.
We walked together toward the mall, grabbed something to eat did some sightseeing. We were walking holding hands like a couple. It was getting cold, so we decided to come back. While coming back, I grabbed a bottle of scotch and cigarettes for the night. We came back to the room and asked her to have drinks without changing. I casually said it was like a date night to which she smiled and nodded.
We ordered snacks and started drinking. It was cold and we were getting nicely drunk. I asked the Bengali girl if she wanted to join me for a cigarette on the balcony. She came and we started sharing a cigarette. The view of the brightly lit Doon Valley was amazing. During that, I put my hand around her waist and held her from behind. She did not resist, rather she adjusted herself to be held better.
It was during that time I told her this was the most romantic moment of my life to which she seconded. I kissed her on the cheek and she was like, “Ummm..”
I was holding her tighter and tighter and I kissed her neck. She went, “Aahhhh..”
I kissed her neck and cheeks and bit her ear for a couple of minutes when she turned back and we started kissing. Wow!! One of my most memorable kisses till date. We kissed for a few minutes grabbing each other in the cold. After some time, we came back inside and I put her on the bed and started to kiss her.
After a few more minutes of kissing, I looked her in eyes that were gleaming and she looked at me like she wanted more. I put my hands on her breast and started pressing them. She moaned softly and we kissed more. Then I pulled her up from the bed and grabbed her bum. There was no stopping from this point onward!
I removed her dress and my shirt. She was wearing a black matching bra panty set and stockings and boots which made her look like a sex goddess. We went back to the bed and I kissed all over her neck while caressing her back and squeezing her bum. She was wearing a C-cup which fit in my hand perfectly.
I kissed further on her cleavage and then slid the bra to the side, exposing her milky white boobs with brownish nipples. I started to press, suck and lick them. She was going mad and softly moaning while I did all that to her. Meanwhile, I unhooked and removed her bra.
After some time, she put me on the bed and removed my pants and underwear. She came near to me and started stroking me. I was not expecting this. She then went down and started to blow me. Within a few minutes, I was about to cum and she switched back to stroking me. As I came, she gave me a naughty smile and told me, “That was quick. How will you satisfy me now?”
I then put her on her back and removed her panty. My Bengali colleague had a shaved pussy, slightly pink. I started to eat her out. Soon, she was wet and moaning. “Ooohhh!! Aaaahhhhh!! Yeah… just like that, baby!!”
I ate her out for a good 10 minutes and she started to tremble and she came wildly. I went near to her lips, kissed her while putting my finger inside her pussy and started to finger her. She was already orgasmed and wet. She wanted more. I fingered her vigorously and she came for the second time. I looked into her eyes and asked if that was satisfying. She with her heavy breathing told me she wanted to get fucked.
I climbed on top of her and put a pillow under her bum. I slowly put my dick into her pussy which was wet and open. I started to stroke slowly while kissing her and started increasing my pace. She was enjoying, “Yaahh!! Yes Sanjay.. Aaahhhh!! Aaah!!!”
After a few minutes, I turned her into doggy position and started to fuck harder. She couldn’t control her moans. I asked her to moan slowly as we had people in the neighboring room. She didn’t listen and continued to moan while I fucked her even harder.
After about 10 minutes or so, I was tired and asked her to ride me. She took my dick into her pussy and started jumping up and down. Her boobs were moving along with the jump and was pressing them. Then she rode me nicely and her moans again started to grow louder. She increased her pace and she literally screamed and got another orgasm.
She fell on me breathing heavily and fully flushed. We kissed for a few moments. I turned her and again got into the missionary position. I stroked her fast and hard and she wrapped her legs around me and held me tightly. I came inside my Bengali colleague’s pussy and kissed her for a minute before removing my dick from her pussy.
I removed her boots, we went to the bathroom to clean and then ended up under the sheets. We kissed each other some more and slept naked.
The next morning, we had one more session before breakfast. It was a memorable trip and we had a couple of more sessions. We never proposed to each other but sex was frequent over the next few months.
After the training, she was moved to Mumbai and I ended up in Hyderabad. Over a period of months, she told me she was dating a Bengali guy in Mumbai and after that, slowly we went out of touch.
