Punjabi Babe’s Afghan Guilty Pleasure

Hello readers, I am Sulaiman, an Afghan Muslim guy who has been living in India for a very long time. I came to India when I was 20 for studies. Now, I am 28, working in Delhi. Today, I will narrate the story of how I banged a girl for the first time, a Punjabi girl in a college near Chandigarh. I then became her guilty pleasure.

First of all, let me describe myself. I am of average height with a muscular body frame. I am fair, have greenish eyes, and a reddish light beard. Living in India has made me quite fluent in Hindi, although I speak it a little differently.

All the incidents took place about 6 years back when I was a student. The heroine of the story is Gurpreet Kaur (name changed), a Sikh girl, my batchmate.

At the time, Gurpreet was a busty girl who used to wear tight jeans and t-shirts. Her ass and boobs were always prominently visible. Her hips were also wider than her waist.

Before we became physical, we were not very friendly with each other. Just knew each because we were in the same batch. On top of that, she had a boyfriend from a different branch.

In the middle of our college session, all of our batches went to a hill station trip. All the boys stayed in boys-only rooms and girls in girls-only rooms. It was mandated by the professor who came with us on the trip.

On the first day of the trip, we went to a spot full of beautiful grass in the valley surrounded by tall deodar trees. So, all of us went along with our groups to explore the place. In the evening, a group of us decided to drink beer and whiskey, girls and boys. Of course, without our supervisor’s knowledge.

After having four cans of beer, I went to the hotel balcony to smoke. While I was smoking and looking at the stars, Gurpreet came along with her friend and asked me for a cigarette. After a few seconds, her friend excused herself on the pretext of the washroom.

Since we were high, I remember very little of the conversation that went between us. What I remember is that we were kissing and making out in the balcony. She whispered, “Someone will see us here.” I said, “Ok, let’s go somewhere more private.”

So, we went into the balcony, which contained rooms on both sides. I saw that one door had a ‘Store Room’ written on it. It had no lock. So I opened the latch and entered the room. It was completely dark, and I closed the door as soon as we entered it.

I pressed her against the wall beside the door. Since we could not see anything, we just resumed our making out session. Both of us, intoxicated, were making out in the complete dark. After feeling her body, I opened her jeans’ button and zip to slip my hands on her butt.

I fingered her wet pussy and told her to suck her pussy juice on my fingers. She obliged and asked me to suck her nipples. In the complete dark, she guided my head towards her boobs. Her tits were huge, like a watermelon. My one palm was inadequate to hold one boob.

With one boob in my mouth, I was playing with the other one. She was moaning and occasionally saying some Punjabi words. After a few minutes, I told her that I wanted to see her naked, and in the dark, I started searching for a button for lights.

Luckily, I found it and switched on the lights and properly latched the door. I realized that all the alcohol effect has subsided. I was feeling full of energy and enthusiasm. On looking around, I saw that room was contained used and outdated furniture. But it had a usable sofa.

I looked at her, and she looked at me. Her lipstick and makeup were smeared, and her eyes were red and staring at me. Her orange panty was visible with her jeans down. Her T-shirt and bra were also lifted, exposing her juicy melons.

“Turn around and remove your clothes one by one, starting with jeans,” I commanded her. Without hesitating, she turned around and bend over to remove her jeans and panty. While she was removing her panty, I could clearly see her butthole in the middle of her curvaceous ass.

Then she turned towards me and took off her t-shirt and bra. For a minute, I stared at her face and glanced over her body.

“Your body is mashallah!” I said.

She smiled, and we started making out. I put her on the couch in a position similar to missionary. After spreading her legs, I teased her by rubbing my cock on her clit. She was moaning and begged me to do it. After fucking her, I cummed in her.

After we were finished, we quickly dressed up and went separately after making sure no one could see us. She went to the washroom to clean the mess of her makeup, and I went to my room.

The next day, I texted her, and our conversation went like this:

Me: Hey, do you remember last night?

She: I do.

Me: What do you think about it?

She: I have a boyfriend.

Me: Didn’t you have a bf last night?

She did not reply.

Me: Do mein jyada maza hai. (two is better than one)

She still didn’t reply

The whole batch went to eat at a restaurant. Since Gurpreet was ignoring me, I sat across her and started playing with her legs using my feet. She tried to stop me without any success. When we were leaving, I quickly whispered in her ears to meet me in the same balcony at night.

I was waiting for Gurpreet in the balcony. She came wearing a pajama and a loose t-shirt. We quickly went to the same storeroom. Upon entering, she started talking that she has a boyfriend, and we should stop. I told her to relax and offered her a cigarette. We were smoking.

I told her that if she does not want to continue, I understand. I won’t bother her. She said, “Ok.” As we were finishing our cigarettes, she leaned towards me and said, “Let’s try this one last time,” and we locked our lips.

This time I had easy access to her assets due to her loose clothes. She also sucked my circumcised cock. I spanked her ass and told her that I would love to fuck her butthole. We ended up fucking three that night.

We continued fucking each other during our entire college life behind her boyfriend and friend’s back. She told me that I am her guilty pleasure. She feels guilty while sleeping with me and likes it very much.

That’s the end of the story, friends. Let me know your thoughts. If any genuine girl wants to try my Afghan meat, then mail me at [email protected].