My name is Ravi and I am from Hyderabad. When I was in my B.Tech, I had a college bestie named Preethi. We were very close and used to stick together all the time. I used to eat her lunch, and she used to feed me sometimes too.

She was beautiful back then too, but she was a bit skinny. She was 5’6″ which was tall for a girl, had a long hair, and her assets were good but nothing extraordinary.

After our graduation, I went to Bangalore for my job while she stayed back in Hyderabad for her M.Tech. She had a boyfriend, with whom she later broke up as her parents got to know about it and married her away. We lost contact after that, and she didn’t even invite me to her wedding. I was mad at her, but couldn’t do anything about it.

In April, another friend of mine, Sushma got married. As she was also a close friend of mine, I took leave and went to her village in Nizamabad.

I reached the venue the afternoon before her marriage and started helping her family in the preparations. There was no other friend of ours, as everyone was busy. In the evening, Preethi came with her husband but I didn’t talk to her as I was angry. She also seemed to ignore me, but she stole a few glances. I kept helping in the wedding preparations.

In the evening, her parents told me to take rest. Sushma’s brother showed me a small room where I could have some beer and sleep. I had a beer when my college best friend Sushma and Preethi came in.

Sushma: Em ra okkadive start chesava, deenini kuda piluste ayipoyedi ga (What man, you started alone? You should have asked her for company.)

Me: Enduku levey adhi busy asale daani mogudutho, naatho enduku kurchuntaadi (Why, let her be. She is busy with her husband, why would she come and sit with me?)

Preethi: Sorry ra, niku telsu ga ma family entha strict. Ma husband kuda nannu dinchi boys evaru leru ani chusi velladu (Sorry, you know how strict my family is. My husband is the same, he came to drop me off and check out if there are any male friends of mine here.)

After that, she sat down near me and we started having drinks. Sushma left after some time as she had to get ready for the next day. Her brother and his friends were having a party somewhere else, and this room was given to Sushma’s friends, who were just the two of us. No one else had come due to the pandemic.

After having a few drinks, she started to open up.

Preethi: Chaala miss ayina ra ivanni. Ila friends tho kurchoni taagadam, nitho muchatlu pettadam. (I missed this a lot – drinking and talking to you.)

Me: Nenu kuda (Me too).

My married college best friend started crying. She told me that her husband was very strict and even though she wanted to contact me, she cannot. He didn’t even let her complete her M.Tech.

I hugged her to console her and then I noticed the change in her body. Even though it had been ages, I could tell that she had grown. Maybe because of her husband fucking her. She was no longer skinny. She had fat in the right places. Her long and thick hair fell on to her waist, which was now a bit more mature and fat.

My college best friend was telling me her worries, but I was unable to concentrate. I was thinking how good it would be to fuck her from behind while holding her long hair. She kept weeping, when I took her face in my hands, looked her in the eye and kissed her forehead. I said, “Don’t cry ra. I will always be your friend and I will be there whenever you need me.”

She also locked her gaze in my eye. I could tell that the beers have had their effect. I moved close to her. She closed her eyes in anticipation. I kissed her lips lightly. Then I pulled away and looked at her blushing face. She opened her eyes, saw me smile, hugged me and started kissing me madly.

I immediately put my hands inside her blouse and started pressing it. She told me to wait and went and closed the door and switched off the lights.

Preethi came and climbed on to the bed, started kissing me while also undressing me. I returned the favor. I removed her saree, and was looking at her body in the dim light from the zero watt bulb. I immediately climbed on top of her, and started kissing her face. She was getting aroused and moaning.

I started unbuttoning her blouse, removed her bra and saw her 34-inch boobs. They sure had grown from the college. I sucked them hard, pressing one while sucking the other. She just kept moaning.

I then removed my college best friend gir’s petticoat, and started fingering her. She was trying to kiss me, but I kept teasing her. I made her sit on the bed, and asked her to suck my cock.

She removed my boxers, and saw my 6-inch dick. She then slowly pulled back the skin from my red cock. She lowered herself, slowly engulfing her lips on to my cock.

I kept fingering her with one hand while holding her hairs in the other pushing her head onto my cock. The feeling of her warm cunt on my fingers, and her warm tongue filled with saliva on my dick was driving me crazy.

I kept fingering my horny college best friend like crazy, and she kept sucking me while moaning. The whole room was filled with slurps and aaahs. I was about to reach climax when I stopped fingering her, held her head with both my hands and started fucking her mouth hardly. It went to her throat, and suddenly, I exploded in her mouth.

She was unable to keep it in, and as she had beers before she ran to the door to vomit. She opened the door and ran out naked.

She was unaware as she was drunk, but I quickly came to my senses and wore my dress and took a blanket outside. Luckily, there was no one there. I covered her in blanket while she was vomiting. I took her back inside, and gave her some water. I asked her to get some sleep.

Preethi: No. Nen padukonu. Eeroju nuvvey na mogudu. Ah lanjakoduku kante nuvvu chaala better. Dengu ni pellam ni. (No. I won’t sleep today. You are my husband for the day and you are a lot better than that son of a bitch. So fuck the brains out of your wife).

I couldn’t say no to that. Not when I was drunk. Not when I was sober. I just picked her up by holding on to my college best friend’s big butts, she wrapped her legs around my waist while I slammed her into the wall.

We kissed and kissed each other’s mouth like pigs. I was pressing my dick onto her vagina. She couldn’t control herself and held my dick and guided herself on to it. Suddenly, I felt a warm and wet cunt, sliding onto my semi erect dick. That coupled with her ass on my hands and her boobs against my chest immediately made my dick fully erect.

I slammed into her vagina hard. She moaned loudly and hugged me tightly. I pulled it back out and rammed it again inside touching her inner walls. She was gasping for air, while moaning whenever she could breathe. She said, “Put me on the bed and do it.” I obliged.

I threw her on the bed, lifted her legs, spread them apart and started licking her pussy.

Preethi: Mundu dengu ra plss. Na valla kaatledu (First, fuck me please. I am not able to control myself).

I took pity on her and entered her again. This time I was on top of her and started fucking her slowly. She pulled my face closer to hers and started kissing me and biting my lips hard in between. This aroused me even more and I started increasing my pace.

She stopped kissing me and started moaning, while I kept my mouth on her boobs and sucked them while fucking her. Then I hugged her and started moving at my fastest.

After fucking the married girl for around 6-8 minutes, I cummed a bucket full of load in her. She was breathing heavily, so was I. I slept beside her and we looked each other in the eye. I kissed her gently and told her to take some rest.

We started drinking again, nude this time. She told me how her husband fucks her every day but he never kisses her or makes anything passionate. He just makes her lie and fucks her hole. She also told me that her husband has an affair with his ex, who is married to someone else. But no one says anything to him. And even though he does it, he is extremely strict with her and never let’s her talk to another man.

Preethi started crying again, and I took her face in my hand and kissed her.

She kissed me back and said, “I wish we could be like this forever.” I knew that cannot happen.

Her husband would come after the marriage tomorrow and take her away. He would stop her from talking to me again.

I was sad again and wanted to make the best out of today. I took her on the bed again and started licking her pussy again. This time, she didn’t stop me. I licked till she cummed again, then I kissed her lips with my cum filled lips. She asked me to fuck her again.

This time, I made my college bestie stand, bent her on the edge of the bed, held her long and thick hair and rammed my dick inside in doggy style. As soon as I reached inside, she left a loud moan. I pulled it out and started ramming again.

After ramming her 5-6 times, I started fucking her at a continuous pace. I kept fucking my college best friend while her cunt juices were flowing out through my dick. The hot juices were making me excited while making it easy to ram her.

As I had already cummed 2 times before, I could hold out longer. I was fucking her for about 15 minutes when Sushma said, “Reyy, em chestunnaru ra iddaru” (Hey, what are you both doing). She was angry, and expected us to stop.

I wanted to stop but my body wouldn’t. I kept fucking her for another five minutes while Sushma left feeling disgusted. Finally, I cummed inside her. I asked her what should we do about Sushma. She said that she will handle it.

She dressed up and went to talk to her. I don’t know what she told her, but Sushma made sure no onw came near our room again that night. We fucked like there is no other day, and then slept hugging each other nude in the blankets.

Sushma came and woke us up in the morning. My dick was erect, so Preethi sucked it right in front of Sushma. Sushma smiled and said, “Don’t be late, get ready and come to the venue.”

I fucked Preethi’s mouth and then her pussy again two times and then we finally went to the venue.

After lunch, her husband came to pick her up. She didn’t talk to me in front of him and I also kept my distance from her. Finally, she left and we lost contact again. Yesterday, I received a message of Facebook from a fake account which she created. She told me that she was pregnant, and that she hopes that this is our baby, not her husband’s.

I am eagerly waiting for another chance with her. But, if any of you ladies feel bad for me, having to wait for a chance you can contact me.

Mail me at [email protected] for any meet ups in Telangana. Also, give me your feedback if you liked the story. It was my first and hope you all liked it.