The Wait That Was Worth For!

Hi friends,

My name is Vignan Sharma. Please gather some patience and do read it. I guarantee that you’ll end up masturbating.

I’m an unattractive person, I was 6 ft tall, very thin, wheatish skin, with pimples all over my face.

I was doing my B.Tech then. My day would start my masturbating. Unlike many others, I used to watch YouTube videos of actress boob press, down blouse etc. Actually, that content would be enough for me to ejaculate daily. So that day I kinda felt very positive. I went to college, and I found myself attracted to a girl (That happens every fuckin day). Actually, I was an introvert and used to live most of my life in imaginations.

But that day, I did something different, may be due to the positive energy I felt that day. I went to that girl (She was my junior) and asked her the details. Actually, she gave me a dirty look that girls usually gives to cheap flirts. I didn’t care about the girl that much (it was the most common thing that happens in an Engineer’s life). Trust me, she was smoking hot that day, she’s white toned, average height, perfect shape, and her boobs were like – no words to describe them.

The words like pretty, beautiful didn’t seem apt to describe her. Her hotness was way beyond those words. It’s obvious that there was some heavy competition for that girl but I somehow managed to talk to her and gain her attention (Thanks to all the assignments, projects & college fests).

In less than a week, we became good friends.

Then it took me over 6 more months to take it to next level (Best Friends – She seriously had trust issues. That’s why it took me so long). So one fine day I couldn’t take it anymore and I said her that I had a huge crush on her. Then she was like WTF! I never thought you’d have intentions like these about me. All my dreams and the imaginative world were crushed once and for all. I went into depression. I started masturbating 3-5 times a day. I was mentally so ill, that I thought of losing my virginity to a sex worker.

But, being a middle-class person, I’ve concentrated on my studies and was doing well just then I got a WhatsApp message quoted “Hey viggy, I’m so sorry. I actually love you but I’m not in love with you. I want you to be there for me every time. You’re the best thing that happened to me in this college. I want you to be normal with me. Please, be the kind of viggy I know…. Not some random person.” I melted down.

Again we were back to being best friends. Time flew so fast that it was already my last year in college. I’m still a virgin. My friends all lost their virginity. So I’m the odd one out (Hope you relate to my feelings).

One day, she sent me a nonveg joke. It somehow happened that we ended up doing sexting. She told with whom all she would have sex (I was not on the list – remember my description?) I know that my aim was high but I still tried. So actually she was having a trouble in DBMS (Sorry, I forgot to tell you I’m a topper – my cgpa was 9.65).

I asked her to come to my home. She hesitated but was finally convinced. The day I was waiting for had finally arrived. I barely slept that night. I was just lost in my imaginative world. She came to my house. I introduced her to my family. Then we both went into my bedroom and locked ourselves up. I intentionally tried to touch her boobs (In such a way that she felt it unintentionally happened). But she did give me a look. It was raining outside and that smell was everywhere.

The temperature was about 20-30 °C. In this environment, she started biting her lower lip. I couldn’t resist myself and I kissed her on the lips. She pushed me and slapped me.I tried to stay away from that kind of thoughts. This time, I was purely discussing the subject and she asked me why? I had no answer, I think I said some film dialogue, I don’t remember. Then she hugged me. I kissed her again and she started to kiss me back. I was like wow, yeah! Finally!

Then I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her towards me. We started kissing passionately. Then I pushed her onto the bed and tried to undress her. But she didn’t let me do it. So, I kept kissing her on the face and around the neck. Suddenly she asked me to remove my pant. She was completely turned on and was having an orgasm. My dick was also fully grown. She was fingering with one hand and was giving me handjob with other while my two hands were busy pressing her boobs.

We went to the bathroom and I ejaculated and she asked me to undress her using my mouth. I was pressing, licking, biting and what not I did everything with her boobs. Her boobs were so soft as a feather. They were bouncing like a bouncing ball.

Then she kissed me on my chest and slowly went down and took my penis in her mouth (Yes, she did give me a blowjob) and then she kept it in between her boobs and I ejaculated again.

We again started to kiss, this time more tongue, though. For me, pressing her boobs made me feel like I was in heaven. I didn’t have a condom. So I was in a dilemma whether to fuck her or not. Then finally I found a plastic paper and covered my penis with it.

Then I fucked her in doggy’s style and then we kissed and again we did it in cowgirl style and we did 69. Suddenly, my mom knocked the door, we were both naked. I didn’t understand what to do.

I opened the door and I surrounded myself in a blanket and she was hiding in the bathroom naked. My mom doubted me, but that didn’t last long ( because I acted like I was a ‘Shareef’ admi). Then we again had sex that night(We had sex for 3 straight hours). I had body pains for few days. That’s how it started. Now, I almost have sex 3 times a week.

That’s how I managed to pull it off with a hot girl of my college. The wait was actually worth it because I found my true love and she kept me waiting just to gain trust. We are still in a healthy relation. It’s been 7 years now. I thought our story was worth sharing. I finally want to conclude saying that you’ll feel good when you do it but when you do it with the right person. That feeling cannot be expressed in words. It will be the most wonderful moment of your life.

Thanks for reading,
Vignan Sharma.