003: We Part Our Ways with a Bang

It was April 2018, and my relationship with Ashvat was about to end that mid-may. Last four months weren't eventful so as to explicitly mention what happened. Life was continuing as usual. College, Classes, Cardio and Copulation were the four Cs i was following by heart. The College was good, i was making new friends everyday, from all over the branches and all the years. The Classes were good, i have always been good at learning things. The Cardio, aka working out was going fine, it had started showing results on my body, my butt felt firmer and bubbly at the same time, my boobs looked firm, the flat of my tummy further accentuated my curves. The Copulation was better, i was discovering myself more and more, what things i like, what I don't like, what turns me on and what strips my mood off.

Really i was making lot of friends, it was like everyone wanted to talk to me. It felt like i was the centre of the world, which might be little exaggeration but believe me i was getting a lot of attention, from fellow male students, female students, teacher, people who worked in college, people who resided near it. One friendship worth mentioning, cause it was so unusual, is that I got friends with Ashvat's room owner, who was a widowed man, nearly in his sixty, and he lived just below Ashvat's room. He was very cheerful person, always smiled at me, talked very nicely. Of course there is no doubt, he knew exactly why i was spending so much time with Ashvat, but his owner never complained, of my late night stays or of our loud love making sessions. I liked that old man.

The particular event that i will be recalling here happened at the butt-end of my first year. I was done with exams and Ashvat was working on his project. The next day was gonna be the last day of that semester, so we decided to go out for a dinner somewhere, show off ourselves to people, we liked being exhibitionist, a little bit. After that, it would be a last night to satiate our carnal needs and the day after that we both were off to our separate ways. However, things didn't turn out as we planned. My semester went smoothly, but Ashvat's project guide refused to accept the project and he demanded they further upgrade it somehow, thus Ashvat's group was given an extension of 15 days, after which he was to resubmit the project. Hence bye bye dinner.

First problem, Ashvat's rental agreement was expired already, and his room was already booked by some 3rd year bloke who was gonna enter final year and that guy wanted to transfer his belongings in the room and lock it up after it. So in a way Ashvat was homeless, more or less for 15 days. Second problem, i had to cancel my reservation and make up some impromptu story for my extension at home. In all this, the good thing was, We could spend next two weeks together, but the question was where?

And this is where Ashvat's kind hearted owner came in. He said that he felt sorry that it came to the point that he couldn't give us the room for extra days but he generously offered to let us stay with him, for those extra days, without any extra rent. Well he said that he won't accept rent but we weren't gonna go ahead and rob him like that, so i convinced him to take the rent and i convened him that how grateful we were that he was allowing us to stay with him, at such critical juncture. When there is little moisture in my blue eyes, an imperceptible frown on my brows, request on my face and other persons hands in my hand, believe me it is very hard to say No.

So, ultimately, Ashvat and I shifted with his owner for the two weeks, and it seemed major problem was now sorted. We didn't wanted to be a burden on the owner so we started going to college and spend our days there, Ashvat working on his project with his group, i curiously looking around and trying to learn something from them. Their group was suddenly expanded due to me. I started understanding their inner circle jokes, i started to be an active participant in their project deliberations and casual talks. The days were going good. Cannot say the same about the nights. Thing is the owner had offered us an separate room, and we certainly had our privacy, but we couldn't be as free as we used to. We would hold back our moans and talks and screams, so as not to embarrass our owner. This also had a positive side. Cause now we weren't going around fucking each other like crazy, now we were keeping things slow and silent and thus now we weren't having sex but we were making love. This was a good change according to the both of us.

What happens next is a two part story. Sorta like I was living two lives one at night and other during day, both separated from eachother, both following separate chain of events. Let me tell you the first one which is the not so exciting, smaller one.

On the 11th night, when we returned from college at night, the owner asked us to join him for dinner. We declined but he kept on insisting, so we finally conceded. We sat down for the dinner, there were no dining tables, and to be honest i liked eating while sitting down, paying full attention to the food and people around us. So anyways, as we were eating the owner asked suddenly, " aren't you guys having sex now?"

It wasn't a rhetorical question, i sensed he really wanted to know a answer. I was surprised, i turned to look at Ashvat. He looked unfazed, " Why do you ask, Sir?"

Ashvat always referred to the owner as Sir, which i think i should also do henceforth, to get a uniform narrative.

Sir replied," It's nothing really. I was just curious. Cause when you used to live on upper floor, i could almost always hear you to going at each other. You both are loud."

Blood was rushing to my cheeks. Suddenly i was flushed. Was i shying? I guess so. It was unusual for someone else to ask about somebody else's sex life. But Sir's enquiry seemed innocent.

Ashvat said," I am sorry Sir, if our being loud had caused you any difficulty. Though we never realised we were making this much noise." Which was half lie, we knew we were loud.

Sir laughed," to tell you the truth, if our neighbours had tried to listen carefully, even they would have heard you two. Okay, look, i didn't want to make you uncomfortable, it is just that, for the last 10 days you both have been real quite at night. I got a feeling, was it me due to whom you weren't able to have sex. Cause if that is the case, i can always take a long walk during nights, before 11 that is."

Okay, the man wasn't trying to be creepy, rather he was trying to be helpful. Like i imagined him to be. We all fell silent, i wasn't gonna say anything, cause Ashvat knew Sir longer than i did so he was the man to handle the situation. As our dinner ended.

Ashvat said," Thank you for the proposition Sir, but you already have did too much for us. We don't wanna bother you anymore. And to be frank, we are having sex, we are just trying to keep it real down, so as not to embarrass ourselves in front of you.". A diplomatic answer. Good move.

"If i am not the cause for your abstinence, then honestly i am relieved." Sir said. This concluded our dinner that night. Ashvat and i did the dishes as a gesture of thanks.

It was near 0100 during the same night. Ashvat and i had just concluded our love making session and he had came over my tits this time. His cum was slowly sliding down the slopes of my tits, travelling all the way to underside and further continuing its ride downward. I kissed Ashvat, he said he felt sleepy and was going to sleep. I got up from the bed, and started scooping up his cum from my body as much as i could. I am a swallower, blame me!!. So anyways, after getting myself cleaned up, i realised i was thirsty. I was naked and water was in the kitchen. I figured the owner must have slept already. But as a precaution, i wrapped my towel around my hips like the men do, lungi. It hugged my hips perfectly and i was looking good in it, but i was still topless, i found my bra, put it on and went out of our room, closed the door from outside and went to kitchen on light steps, trying not to make noise.

I opened the refrigerator, got a bottle and was drinking water when, the other door in kitchen opened slowly. Sir's bedroom had a direct door inside kitchen, while we had to cross the hall to get to the kitchen. So, with sleepy eyes Sir entered the kitchen, i panicked inside, froze outside. Technically i wasn't naked, but i was in a scadelous look. My hairs were messed up, few strands covering my face, i was reeking of cum, which i had just proudly licked clean. My boobs were heaving inside the bra. And the makeshift lungi was tied so low beneath my navel in front and just above where my hips started from back. I was sweating, due to the fresh session of love making and the sweat was shining my already pale body like a moon. Sir took a look at me and he too froze in his tracks, his eyes opened wide as if to bask in all the glory in itself. I composed myself. There was nothing to run from now. I just smiled at him, tilted the bottle towards him and frowned, as if asking," do you want some water?"

He nodded. Yes he needed water. He wasn't moving. I guess he still was in the sudden shock phase like i was few moments before. So i started walking towards him. It were 6 paces from my position to his, but it seemed like forever, my boobs heaving up and down with each step and each breath. I reached him. Offered him the bottle, he took it. I turned a hundred and eighty degrees, now time to go to the room. And now he was looking at my bare back which was only boken by a bra strap. A depression along the way where spinal cord was running. The towel hugging my hips tightly. I started my walk back, midway just for the sake of old man i decided to swing my hips. I swayed my hips a little more than they usually did, i did put on a show for him. But that was all. I went inside my room, Ashvat was asleep, i didn't wanna wake him, so, i took of my bra and the towel. I silently slid behind him and spooned him. I was his big spoon tonight.

I told Ashvat what happened last night. He laughed at it, and said that the show that i put must have got sir pretty excited. He wasn't angry. He just asked me to do whatever that i want to do. I did meet Sir (owner) during the day but there was no mentioning about last night. He didn't knew that i already told Ashvat, so maybe he was trying to save my ass. Well whatever his intentions maybe, i planned something else for tonight. I was curious if that really was an accident that he walked onto me was that a deliberate action. So, skip to the 12th night.

It showed 0050 hrs precisely. Ashvat was sleeping beside me. We didn't have sex tonight, we were saving ourselves for something special, which i will tell you further in the story. I got up and started stripping. I stripped all the way down to my panties. Took a look at myself, my boobs were free, they will swing as i walk. I pulled the panty up, like giving myself a wedgie, so that the panty would wedge in between my butt, hugging it tightly, clearly delineating the shape of my ass. The clock stuck 0100, i stepped out of my room just in my panties. I closed the door behind me. Walked myself to the kitchen. I wasn't trying to tread lightly, and as if on cue, Sir's (owner) door opened as i reached the refrigerator. He stepped out, clearly not expecting to see me half naked. The light from the refrigerator bathing my body in its glow. Making him visible the mounds of my tits, the curves of my waist, the features of my face, the accentuated shape of my butt.

"Water?" I asked, looking him in his eyes. He nodded yes, i repeated what i did yesterday, but this time topless. I walked to him, my boobs swinging. Offered the bottle, waiting a moment to check if he would try to do something, he didn't. I turned around walked myself back, swaying my hips little more. Thus ended that night.

As usual, no mentioning of any of it, the next day. And then came the 13th night. It was 0055. I got up, today i was gonna strip myself naked. I might just parade around a little. I was liking toying with the old guy. His expression thrilled me. Anyways, i walked out naked, closed the door behind me. Walked myself to kitchen. Just like last two times, his door opened on cue. I didn't even bother opening the refrigerator, i just looked at Sir (owner) smiled from ear to ear. Grabbed my palms behind my back, like we do while standing at ease. I leaned forward a little, making my boobs hang out, "do you need something, sir?"

He gulped down, gathered some courage, "Water" he said. I straightened up, turned at my place, opened the refrigerator, deliberately chose the bottle from lower drawer, so i bent. Keeping my legs straight and my back straight, which pushed my ass out. I grabbed the coldest bottle. Closed the door, walked to him. Stepped a little closer than yesternight. Opened the cap for him and offered him the bottle. He gathered his wits, took the bottle from me. I didn't turn this time. I kept myself there, looking at him. He drank one sip. Too cold he said and offered the bottle back to me. I exclaimed i was sorry. I took a sip from it, it was cold, but i liked cold, maybe it was too cold for him. I turned around, instead of going to the refrigerator i walked towards the RO unit. Got on my toes as i stood there filling the bottle. One it was filled upto brim, i didn't cap it, i just left the cap there, walked back towards him with the bottle in my hand, naked. Offered him the bottle. He drank half of it. Gave me the bottle back. Watched as i retraced my steps to RO and filled the bottle, came back and put it back inside the refrigerator. Then i looked at him again, smile on my face. Nodded him a goodbye and went back to my room.

On the 14th night i knew things were gonna move fast cause now he had gathered his wits, he wont be surprised to look at me naked again tonight, so he might try to do something, but do what, that was what i was trying to think. Just as like the previous night, i stripped and went to the kitchen precisely at 0100. The door didn't open on cue, the door was already open. Sir (owner) was standing there with a smirk on his face. I looked at him, smiled wide, showing my teeth, "water?" I asked him, putting my hand on the refrigerator door.

"No. I was thinking about having tea." He said.

I knew how to make tea, it wasn't Blockchain development. I smiled again. He was playing the game. I opened the refrigerator, took out the milk carton, went to the countertop, found a pot to make the tea in. Turned on the Induction cooker and poured two cups of milk. In the corner of my eyes i saw him coming closer. I turned around, put the milk back inside. Came back to the countertop, Sir (owner) was now standing next to me. I added sugar and tea leaves to the milk, and waited for it to reduce a little. He put a hand over my shoulder, he was clearly shivering, still not confident enough. I let him keep it there. After some time, he let his hand fall back, and traced the length of my spine with his fingers slowly, to the top of my hips, i didn't flinch, i didn't do anything. He kept his hand there resting on my hip, cupping my lower back. The tea was done. I turned the cooktop off. Found a strainer and poured two cups of tea. Offered him a cup. He accepted it. We both stood there facing each other, sipping the tea, i was naked he was fully dressed and then i noticed the bulge in his pants. We finished our tea. I collected the cup from him. Took the cups, the strainer, and the pot to the basin. Time to do dishes.

I turned on the faucet and started doing the dishes. He crept up behind me, almost touching me from back. Well his dick was definitely touching my ass, through his pants. I didn't do anything. He hugged me from behind, i continued rinsing the pot. His face was resting on my shoulder, his hands were on my tummy, his dick was poking at my ass and i was cleaning the cups. He slid his arms upwards and grabbed my boobs one in each time. A groan left his mouth and he said,

"Ah, after so long time, how i missed the feel of a women's breasts." And then he started mashing them, like you do with a stressball. I let him play with my boobs a little. The dishes were done. I grabbed his hands and signalled him to stop. I turned around facing him. His face so close i could have definitely kissed him, but i didn't. I just said truthfully, " Sir, i am sorry if i conveyed a wrong impression but i didn't think this would go this far, i was just teasing you for the fun of it."

" Yeah, i know. I am not lucky enough to have a chance with a bombshell like you. Even taking a look at you naked was beyond something i hoped would happen, let alone playing with your boobs, i know, you can't cheat on your boyfriend and i respect that." He said

Then he stepped back. I looked at his bulge, and suddenly i wanted to see it outside of his pants.

I said," okay so if i jerked you off, it won't technically be cheating right?" I asked. I knew it won't be cheating, and hell even if it was, i wanted to do it. I wanted to jerk that old guy off. And somehow i knew Ashvat's wasn't gonna be mad about it, he wouldn't even care about it tbh.

" No i guess it would not amount to cheating." He said and put his arms on his waist. In that situation, a universal sign for, unbutton my pants or take my dick out. He was in trackpants so in that case it meant, pull my pants down and see for yourself.

I bent my knees and sat down on my knees supported by my toes. My favourite position, cause everytime i was in such a positive it meant a dick was about to spring up at my face. I pulled down his trackpants. I was intrigued. Well his dick was perfectly normal size. His pubes were grey and white, his balls were hanging very low like the elasticity in his ballsack has ended. It was a good cock, old but good. He must be about 5 or so inches long, and enough girth to suit it. I pushed few strands of hair behind my ear and grabbed his dick with my right hand.

I started moving my hand to and fro his shaft, it wasn't hard to do. A handjob is never hard to do. I cupped his balls with my left hand. Kept both of my forearms parallel to the ground. I was turning and twisting and twirling his balls in my hand all the while my right hand was masterfully stroking his shaft. I didn't try to pull back his foreskin all the way, cause that helped during blowjob and i wasn't gonna perform a blowjob now. I kept doing what i was doing. My boobs were swinging wildly due to all the motion generated. His hands were on his hips and he was intently watching me stroke himself. My wrist started aching, so i interchanged my hands, now my right hand cupped his balls while my left hand started pumping him. I am not a lefty so atrokes of my left hand weren't as good as that of my right hand, i felt it and he felt it it. So he grabbed my hand and started stroking himself with the help of my hand. One thing i realised is that men stroke themselves very fast, what's the hurry i dont know, whenever i think that i am going fast, the men when took control of the pace would do it very fast. This time too, he was stroking himself with my left hand very fast. The friction generated made his cock more hot, if that makes any sense.

He cock swelled, which was another universal sigh for about to cum. The way his cock was positioned, he would definitely have came on me, which wasn't that bad but i wasn't in a mood to take a shower this late in night. So i ducked away and directed his cock in the opposite direction. The man came hard and a lot. My hand was still in his hand, wrapped around his cock. Few of his last spurts couldn't shoot out hence they flowed out and coated my and his both of our hands. We waited till he started shrivelling up and then he let go of my hand. I got up, washed his cum off of my hand with handwash, he did too. He pulled his pants up and i gave him a hug, and bid him goodnight. That was the last night he ever saw me naked.

So now the story is gonna jump to the 12th day, the day when i told Ashvat about his owner seeing me near naked at night. And how it excited me. So i had a new idea which i would definitely want to do and he was the best person to do it with. I proposed having sex outside, in a public place.

He didn't outrightly rejected the idea, he started analysing it, like he always did. Overthinking according to him wasn't a curse but a boon, cause overthink about everything and you would never be surprised by any outcome, cause you already thought about it. So we eventually dismissed movie theatre, there were hidden security cameras there. A mall was too risky, parking lot was good but neither of us had a vehicle to park. The options finally boiled down to single choice with one condition. Best public place to have sex would be a park, during daytime, it was impossible but during night it can be done. What was better was that he knew one park whose compound wall had a big hole, so we could easily sneak in during the night and have sex and again sneak out. It wasn't ideal but it still was a public place. We both agreed to it. All this conversation happened on 12th day which was friday. Not good to sneak in. Cause if Ashvat knew there was a way to sneak in so did many other people and pumped up youngesters like us would be in flocks during weekends, so we decided to do it on monday night. Which worked for both of us, cause on monday, he had his presentation, which would be done by evening and i didn't had anything to do anyway so, Monday night, the 15th night was gonna be the night Ashvat and I had sex in a public park. I was excited.

Now you know what happened between this conversation and Monday, and you also know why we weren't having sex, cause i wanted to have a blast when i orgasm on monday night. And thus came Monday. Ashvat's presentation went fine. The guide was happy the project was completed as per his expectations. He relieved the group and thus Ashvat's collge days officially ended, which also meant tonight's sex might be the last time i will ever have sex with Ashvat, which was sad, but i had accepted it. I had already moved forward, i wasn't gonna miss him. Though i might miss all the talks we used to had, all the facets of life he used to tell me about. Then came the night.

My dalliance with the owner had taken place last night. This night was the final night. Next morning Ashvat and i were gonna part our ways. Maybe forever, maybe not. So anyways, for camouflage we both were wearing black t-shirts and black pants. We booked a cab for the street next to the park cause no one goes to the park at midnight. The night felt good, it was hot but the air was flowing slowly producing a cooling effect. It felt good.

The park was a darkened place, of course there might few lampposts inside it but they weren't visible from outside. How much appearance can be altered just due to lack of photons? Turns out a lot. The park almost looked haunted. Not a place where kids would ever come to play, not a place where elderly should take a stroll. Just a place where two hormone pumped youths can come for a session of sex. We passed the main gate, started tracing along the boundaries.

We saw one man standing 50 meters ahead, his back to us, in the dark. I instinctively wrapped a scarf around my face. We hesitated, but we carried on. The man heard our footsteps. He turned. I took Ashvats hand in my hand and leaned closer to him. The guy checked us out from top to bottom. Looked at me, then looked at Ashvat. Then he spoke,

"They must have told you the drill but it's my job to tell you again, cause it's my ass on the line. First, don't disturb others. Second, dont make loud noises. Third, at most you can stay in until 0400 hrs cause night guard changes shift at 5 and we cannot take chances."

I was confused as why the guy was suddenly giving us instructions. Then he took his phone out, turned on the flashlight and shone it on us. Taking a good look at our faces, well my face was covered under scarf, but Ashvat's wasn't. He looked at me. Then said,

"Oh!! You have selected a foreign maal, well everyone has his choices. You can go in."

Foreign maal. He must have thought i am some foreign lady due to my blue eyes and pale skin. I wasn't going to correct him. Better that he thinks i was a foreigner, that way little chance of he getting to know my actual identity.

Then he pointed us to where the boundary wall had a hole in it, large enough that any man could pass through it without need to lean. We nodded at the man, I don't know why and we started talking. As i was passing besides him, he put his hand out and pinched my stomach. I wasn't ready for it. I pulled myself away and instinctively slapped his hand. The man retreated his hand,

"Oh ho, a feisty one, par mat bhool Randi hai tu." Don't forget that you are a prostitute. He said.

And suddenly everything made sense. There existed some cartel or gand which had started using the park as a place for prostitution during night. First, don't disturb the others, others being other prostitutes with their clients. Second, dont make loud noise, of course cause you can't let the people know what was happening here. Thirs, stay at most till 0400 hrs, cause maybe the night guard was in it too. We carried on. I looked at Ashvat, took of my scarf and mouthed, "did you knew?" He shaked his neck left to right, no he didn't knew.

We entered the hole, there was some vegetation, just enough so that the hole wasn't noticable from inside. Ashvat pulled me at a side.," the dangers just increased hundred fold. This is a brothel, kind of. Who can say what kind of people are in here. What if suddenly police raided the place. What if someone attacked us."

I said," yes i agree. This changes things. It was okay if it was just some place where people like us visited byt turns out it is not. What should we do?"

He just shrugged," whatever you say"

I have known him for 9 months now, he didn't operate like this. There were cons here and major cons. If he analysed something and it had disadvantages Ashvat simply refused to do it. Till this moment, now he had said that whatever i said he will do it. He wasn't being rational. He was trying to make me happy. Going again his better judgement, it was almost like him saying he loves me. Cause people do foolish things when in love. A smile came onto my face, atleast the feeling was mutual. I raised myself pulled him closer and whispered in his ear, "let's do it"

To decide where to do it, we decided to take a stroll around the park first, to make ourselves familiar with the territory. As we were walking, my hand was wrapped around his waist while his hand was fondling my ass, grabbing and massaging it while walking. We passed few people on our way, humping at each other like rabbits, well technically, the males were humping, the females were just laying there taking the humping. I saw some lustful eyes of guys, i also saw some lifeless eyes of girls. Sometimes i think, state should recognise prostitution as an vocation cause if you don't recognise it then how can you regulate or reform it.

One jumpy guy started following us. He must be getting a good view of my ass getting fondled. He gave a hushed hollar to us. We stopped, he hurried to us. He sure couldn't keep himself at one place. He was just bouncing around like standing on hot cast iron.

He ignored Ashvat, looked directly at me, i still had my scarf on, and asked, " once you are done with him, could i come to you as your next client?"

Disrespectful to assume i was a prostitute, but it wasn't his fault, most nay almost every girl there was a prostitute. And at least, he was asking. I shot a look at Ashvat, he made a gesture with his eyes and brows which meant, you deal with it.

I looked at the jumpy guy and said, " look mister, you won't be able to afford my service. I have a higher price tag than normal. So back off."

The guy looked at his feet. Thought something. Then turned around and went away. I looked at Ashvat, asked him, "what do you think about my response?"

He said, " B+ maybe. Cause you didn't actually refute him. You actually have him an opportunity. You implied that he had a chance with you if he had enough money. That is a mistake, at least according to me."

He was right. I cursed under my breath. We continued our stroll. Ultimately, we decided the spot, there was a rectangular fountain right at the centre of park, and it had many benches near it for people to sit and rest. Now, no one was there cause that specific part wasn't actually dark, it wasn't illuminated but one could see what was happening. But, what is the point in having sex in a public place if someone can't take a look at you. Thus, we both moved to one of the bench. It was made of iron strips joined together at either sides by another vertical iron strip. Bolted to the ground. Facing inward towards the fountain. Had a backrest. Perfect.

We sat on the bench, facing each other. I took of my scarf. There wasn't direct light on us, all someone could have seen was two people having sex, which wasn't a rare sight at that time and place. We decided to be adventurous. We had seen few people having sex during our stroll but no one was completely naked, someone had pants on, someone had shirts on, or someone has the girl clothed. So, we started stripping ourselves. We wanted to be different than that lot. In a matter of minute. We both were naked. Our clothes gathered in a heap at one end of bench. Ashvat's cock was a sight to see. So big and so full of life and so ready for some action. I too was a sight to be seen, my C cup perky boobs, slim waist and an ass people could die for. It was my night. I got up, walked behind the backrest, asked him to stand up on the bench facing me. He stood up. That brought his cock near my mouth. I was standing on the ground behind the backrest, while he was standing in the bench, his cock inches away from my eager mouth.

Two most important keys to a good blowjob are no teeth and lot of spit, in that order. I have sharp canines and i found that out in a very wrong way, believe me, teeths are a absolute no-no when it comes to a blowjob. While teeth shouldn't be used at all, it is reverse with spit or saliva or drool, the more the better. If the sight of a erect cock, ready to be enveloped in your lips does not make your salivary glands go haywire, then i suggest, you think hard about tamarinds and collect as much as saliva you could, cause it elevates the blowjob experience for the guy and after the fellatio, it works as lube when you try penetration. It's a win-win both ways. Okay, this was me retrospectively speaking.

Back to the story, so now, his cock was right there staring at me. I raised both of my hands and grabbed his shaft at the base, one hand after another. Maybe one thirds of his cock was still outside my hands, i started pulling the foreskin back. I chuckled at myself as to why I didn't like foreskin on a cock? Maybe i like curcumcised cocks more. Hmm, that is a thing i should try sometime. The thing with Ashvat was, he was a hygiene freak, he kept himself presentable, always. That reflected into his personal hygiene too. He kept his pubes trimmed, his cock always clean and there was some distinct scent that eminated from his cock, i liked that scent very much. With his skin pulled back, his tip was staring at me. I looked up at his face, he had appreciation in his eyes and maybe my eyes were full of lust.

I brought my head forth, pushing my tongue out, adjusting his cock so that it pointed upwards, and i licked the underside of his cock. It was dry, spit helped my tongue glide under it. A slight moan escaped his mouth. A moan of appreciation i guess. I gathered some more saliva and pouted my lips and planted a kiss on his tip. The tip is weird male body part. The shaft is rockhard and yet the tip remained hard but kinda spongey, gummy-bear textured. I kept my mouth on his tip, and let the saliva drool out from my mouth over his cock, it was travelling slow. I opened my lips bit more and took his tip inside. I flicked his tip with my tongue, the way he liked it. And pulled my cheeks in making a vaccum to seal the tip inside. I pulled his cock outta my mouth and it made a POP sound as it came out, slick with my saliva. I let of his cock and started tying my hairs in a ponytail.

Ashvat grabbed the base of neck with one hand and base of his cock with other, "Allow me" he said. Then he swung his cock in one direction and slapped my cheek with it. It was hot, it was naughty and it was out of the ordinary. Then he pulled my hairs back making me look upward at his face, his eyes glistening with excitement. He tapped on my nose with his cock, then he ventured upwards, tapped my eyes with it, the started sliding his cock on my forehead. Streaks of his precum mixed with my saliva drawing lines on my forehead. Then he started tracing every feature of my face, my cheeks, my jaw, my chin. He encircled my face twice with his cock, slapped me with it once again and tapped on my lower lip, like knocking on a door. I opened my mouth, he grabbed my ponytail, and pushed inside most of his length. He kept it there, i leaned my head and allowed the spit to coat his cock. Then he pulled back, and again pushed in, stretching my throat more and going deeper. Then he pulled back again, letting the tip rest on my tongue. "I am now going to go all the way in, brace yourself." He said.

I nodded with his mouth in my cock, i grabbed the top rail of the bench and got ready. He pushed in, it went further in, clamping my airways shut, then he pushed further again till he felt my nose touch his groin. Then he started fucking my mouth. I started rubbing myself with one hand, as he kept fucking my mouth. I was better than average people when it came to holding breath. At that time i could hold my breath for shy of a minute, and at present when i am writing the story, i could easily hold my breath for more than 4 minutes. Ashvat knew he had only about a minute so he was going town with the time he had. I was salivating like a leaky faucet, his cock and his balls were slick with my spit and i could see some of the drool flowing past his balls down his thighs. Everytime he pushed himself in my mouth, his balls came slapping on chin, which in itself was wet, the drool had reached my tits. Everytime his balls went back, there were strings of spit connecting my chin and his balls, like a cheese pull. We were forty seconds in. I let of the rail and grabbed at his hip which was continuously flexing and unflexing as he kept fucking my mouth. He increased his tempo, 15 seconds till i reach new personal best. The sound of his balls slapping agains my chin grew as well as the sounds unconsciously being produced in my throat due to the wild frenzy. This must be what the guy, who invented the word 'deepthroat', have had in his mind. 5 more seconds till my new personal best and i was feeling my lungs crave for some air, my diaphragm was pushing itself up, my stomach getting sucked in the process. Ashvat pushed in and he kept my face there, i could feel his hip buckle under my palm, i could feel his pubes rubbing against my nose, i could feel the warmth of his balls as they rested on my chin, i could feel my lungs shrink, then i felt his balls squirm and his cock swell. I had reached my personal best, but now i was pushing it beyond my limits. His dick started twitching inside my mouth. I felt warm gooey cum slide down my oesophagus. ETA -10. He let go of my ponytail, my head sprang back like a slingshot. As his cock came outta my mouth, it shot one last spurt of cum, it landed on the bridge between my lips and nose. I sucked in that sweet air, allowing it to feel my lungs to the brim, a mistake. Cause with the air, my saliva also went to my lungs, and it threw back, now i was coughing like crazy. The spit, the cum, all of it coming out through my nose and mouth. It was nasty and it was naughty. I let the feat of cough subside. Then i looked back at Ashvat, with tears in my eyes, heaving heavily for air, like i wanted to tell him, look i pushed my limits for you. He was still standing on the bench, his cock growing flaccid, his eyes at me, like asking, it i needed his help. No i didn't. Thanks for asking.

I went round the bench and sat on it, the iron was cold. Ashvat turned and sat down beside me. Both naked, both looking ahead. Then he put his arm around my shoulder and started saying how he appreciated what i was doing and how his life would never be same without me starting tomorrow. We both knew, he needed some time to revitalize himself, so i enjoyed the talking. Talking is always good. I leaned on his chest and let myself go limp. His hand was caressing me while my hand was sliding up and down his thigh, as i looked at his cock, which was not erect. Male body is really wonderful. This thing that seemed so small and so soft was capable of turning into something so big and so hard. We continued to talk. Till i saw life returning to his cock and it exclaimed his rejuvenation with a twitch. We continued talking. The cock started to inflate, it tossed and turned on itself. It was lying flat on his thigh and now it was trying to get up. We continued talking. His cock had reached it's perfect erection now, it was standing straight in air, hard and ready for some pounding. We stopped talking and i got up from the bench.

I remember i was the one who had suggested to have sex outside. Now it has came back to bite down my ass. There was lack of proper space to have sex there. The ground had gravel on it, so whoever wound up at the bottom was sure to get scratched a lot. The bench wasn't wide enough to let both of us to sleep on it and spoon. So there were only two choices, either have sex standing up, like everyone else OR i should sleep on the bench and Ashvat should stand, like having sex near the end of the bed, i sleeping on back, my ass hanging down at the end and he between my legs, An altered missionary position. Then i got creative. I got Ashvat off the bench and sat on it on my knees, facing the backrest. I pushed my knees back all the way to the last iron bar and then i grabbed the backrest and then i pushed my ass out, it almost felt like hanging to some bar. Then Ashvat got behind me and aligned his cock on my pussy. Then he entered me. As he was entering, he was also pushing me, so i realised i didn't have to push back that far. I eased my hold. Now it was just like having sex while standing up but i wasn't on my feet rather i was on my knees on the bench. He grabbed my boobs for behind and used them as leverage to push and pull himself out of my wet cunt. Normally it was a good position but my knees started hurting after some time, and so did my boobs from all that grabbing and pulling. Like i said, my idea biting me into ass.

Then i saw a silhouette of a man creep up in front of me. He was indistinguishable at first but he kept coming towards us. Ashvat couldn't see the man cause i was blocking his view, so he didn't stop but he kept pumping. Of course he was going all out in every stroke. I could feel his cock as my walls pushed against it, making a massaging action. The man kept coming towards us. I thought about telling Ashvat to stop but then I saw the man, nearly twenty feet from us, he was old, and by old i mean fortyish something, he was fat, imagine an indian father and he was that ditto. But what made me not ask Ashvat to stop was the fact that the man has zip pulled open and he was stroking his cock, which was thick, but small, he eyes were staring at me or us, as i getting my pussy pounded by Ashvat. Someone looking at me, while i was naked and getting fucked somehow made me more aroused, somehow i felt my pussy flush with juices, somehow i wanted that man to keep look at me. But off course, he wasn't getting a good view.

So, i grabbed Ashvat's hands, which were still mauling my boobs off of my tits and placed them down on my waist. My tits were free and that man could now see my tits bouncing with each thrust that my pussy was getting. Ashvat didn't mind, he just grabbed my waist and kept fucking me, asked me whether i wanted to change the position. Which i didn't, not yet. So he continued to furiously fuck my pussy. Now Ashvat wasn't the centre of my attention, my eyes were fixed on that man, who was stroking his cock while enjoying watching me getting my pussy ravaged. I grabbed my own boobs, maintaining eye contact with the man and started to massage them for him. I tried bringing my nipple up to my mouth so that i could lick it, which according to me should have looked hot for the man, but i couldn't get my nipples to my mouth. It was the first time i lamented not having D or DD cup. Of course, Ashvat was fucking me but in my mind i was slobbering over that man, it was arousing situation and i came. I felt my pussy grab Ashvat's cock like a vice, i felt him slow down his tempo, i felt my knees give away, i felt the orgams coarse through my body, i felt my back go limp and i fell behind in Ashvat's embrace. Then Ashvat looked at the man, who was stroking himself. Ashvat chuckled in my ears, he asked if i wanted to give the poor man a proper show. That is the reason i liked Ashvat, it was like he read my mind. I replied yes.

Ashvat asked me on the bench, flat on my back. He said that technically we have had sex now in a public place and now anything else was improvisation. I slept on the bench, length-wise and i saw the man, slide to his left, keeping the twenty feet boundary between us, then Ashvat grabbed my left leg, and put it on the backrest, opening my pussy for a show, and kept my right leg hanging down the bench. The man had transversed about 90 degrees and now he was face to face with my pussy, which was opened up like a show, red with all that fucking. The man sat on the bench, adjoining our bench, still keeping the twenty feet boundary. Ashvat went down on his knees on the ground, he was on my right. He leaned over started kissing my boobs as his right hand extended itself and he started fingering me. He asked me to stop him at any point if i thought he was doing an overkill. I replied yes, then pulled his head back on my boobs. He was nice with it, he was biting the nipples with his lips and he was flicking it with his tongue, he was a good job. But he wasn't as good as Bhaskar when it came to finger fucking. Bhaskar had a mastery in that aspect. I did not mean Ashvat wasn't bad at fingerplay, just that he isn't as good as Bhaskar.

The situation was more arousing for me than the act itself. The man was now sitting on the bench, his pants pulled down, looking directly at my cunt as Ashvat's fingers went in and out, and he was stroking himself like crazy. I grabbed our clothes and used them as a pillow so that my head could rest and i could also keep looking at the man. Ashvat pulled his fingers out and started playing with my clit, my orgasm started to build. It was a good feeling. Then i saw the man cum, his semen shot out and landed near his feet and the embankment of the fountain pool. He still was looking at my pussy. It was hot, i was near my orgasm, so, i grabbed Ashvat's head by his hairs and pulled him off of my tits and brought his face to my face and kissed him hard, our tongues twisting and twirling with each other, our breaths running out, his hand still playing with my clit and then i came. It was a stronger orgasm than the last one. My leg clamped the iron bars of bench, my back arched, my glutes flexed and we kissed more passionately. The orgasm subsided but the act wasn't done.

I got up, rested my back on the backrest and slid my ass forward, and asked Ashvat to fuck me. He complied without any questions asked. He pushed his cock in, and started a systemic rhythm. It took me a minute to get used to it and then i started fingering myself. I wasn't looking at the man now, though i knew he must be looking at us. I was looking at Ashvat, as he leaned over started kissing me, his way of declaing that he was close. He kept up pumping my pussy and i continued rubbing myself. He buckled his hips one last time and i felt him depositing his load deep in my uterus. It was a good thing i wasn't ovulating and i was on pill. I was near my third orgasm, as he was pumping his load in me, i increased my speed and broke the kiss and looked back at the man. We were going for better part of five minutes. Then i orgasmed, for the third time. Ashvat's cock was still in my pussy, he was getting tender and my pussy clamped around it. It was a different feeling. It took me a minute to reel back from the orgasm. Ashvat has returned to his un-erect size but he was still inside me. Then he pulled out his flaccid cock shook it and sat beside me.

We decided that it was high time we should go back now. Thus we grabbed our pile of clothes and started getting dressed. I saw the man got up, pulling up his pants, zipping up and then he waited till we were clothed fully and then he started approaching us. He came to us, he was nervous, and then he spoke, directly to me, in English,

"Umm, i saw you getting down to the business. I liked your skill and i liked your body. Would you go on a round me, like now. I assume you are not originally from India, i could pay whatever you charge. I just want you to have sex with me like you did with your client."

It was delivered like a matter of fact statement. I looked at Ashvat, he again made a gesture of you can handle it yourself. I took a deep breath and replied, in English,

"I am too happy that you think my service was good, but the thing is i cannot take clients personally, you know the rules, so you'd have to contact the agency and personal ask for me. Ask for Ruby, and they'll know what you want. I look forward to providing you the best i could."

I smiled to add to the effect. The man nodded and said that he'd book me for the next day and went away. I looked at Ashvat. He said,

"A. You handled it good. There was no scope of him talking to you more, and the thing you did with Ruby was nice improvisation."

I was happy that Ashvat rated my response as an A. It meant a lot to me. Then we started our walk back. Midway he said that he had to pee and will be back in a minute. He went behind a bush and the person who had asked me to sex with him the first time, the one i told him i was too expensive for him, the jumpy guy, suddenly appeared from behind me, he put his hand on my back, i turned half horrified half scared.

He said," I have pooled enough money to afford you, i talked to the agency and they said a foreign bitch would cost 8k, i have that much money now, you better be worth it."

Like i said, bite me in the ass. I was alone, Ashvat wasn't there to support me. I rebuffed his hand and said," well sir, but you'd have to take an appointment and anyways i just had sex with a man, you might not want a sloppy second."

He grabbed my boob from over the T-shirt and said," Oh I don't mind if a hundred guys had fucked you just now, as long as i get to feel your cunt around my cock or your whore mouth around my cock."

The world slowed down. I was taken back by the boobgrab, this man couldn't be talked to. I made a show of pushing him away and pulling myself back away from him. Got my left left a step back, sexurred enough gap between us and then i used all the strength in my body and pulled my left leg up and slammed my knee very hard at his groin. He immediately let go of my boob. A light scream escaped his mouth, Then he grabbed his groin with both of his hands and he fell behind, started rolling himself side to side. Then the world came back to normal pace. The scream might have alerted Ashvat as he suddenly sprang from the bush and came to me running, zipping up his pants he ran. He took a look at me, took a look at the man rolling on the ground.

"A+" he said.

Then he geabbed my hand and we got out of the park. I tied the scarf around my face, cause I didn't want the pimp there to see my face. He stopped us, asked some money. Ashvat paid him and rest of the way back was uneventful. We reached our room at nearly 0500 and then we took a shower, separately, and changed into fresh set of clothes, grabbed our stuff, bid our owner goodbye, i hugged him and kissed him on his cheek. Then we were back again in a cab, on our way to our respective home. We talked a lot. He wished me all the best for my future. I was getting emotional, didn't want him to see me cry so i ended the farewell bit shortly.

Thus ended my first year of college. It went better than i expected. I was a good student. I fared very well in my class. I made lot of friends. I had sex with two guys, paraded naked in front of a third guy and let a fourth guy jerk off as he watched me having sex.

Did i find someone who could marry me? No. But i was hopeful. I might fall in love again, maybe that relationship will last long, maybe it'd end up in a marriage. But would that guy be better than Ashvat? Who knows, can't say for sure. Nothing ventured means nothing earned.