Friends, my name is Piyali and I'm from Kolkata. My figure is 32-28-34.

I come from a middle-class family.

During my graduation, I was in a relationship with a boy.

He loved me very much. He did a lot for me.

We both fell deeply in love.

Whenever he got the chance, he would kiss me and lick off all my lipstick.

We would even kiss on the local train, and whenever he got the chance, he would slip his hand into my salwar.

He would put his hand inside my ass and fondle my breasts with the other.

Despite all this, we never had sex.

He then went to Bangalore to pursue further studies.

I was pursuing my graduation here and also teaching at a Montessori school.

We were now having phone sex.

During our chats, I would unstrap my bra and send him pictures.

It was going on like this.

He would also video call me and show me his penis.

His penis was normal.

But I had never seen anyone's penis in person.

Although many times he had sent me sex clips, in which I had seen very big dicks in the clips of black Africans.

Our relationship was starting to take shape.

She expressed her desire to marry me at her home, and her father spoke to my father.

My father had no objections, so our families discussed the matter and our marriage was finalized.

It was decided that we would get married as soon as he found a job.

Meanwhile, I was selected for a hospitality management program and was admitted to a college.

For the first time, I wore formal attire to class.

After two months, a boy also enrolled there.

His name was Aman.

He quickly joined our group and we became friends.

I didn't tell my boyfriend this, fearing he would suspect me.

We would hang out and eat together as a group. Aman took great care of me at any college event.

Then Teachers' Day came.

There was a function at college that day, so I wore a sari.

Aman stared at me the entire time.

We took a lot of selfies.

Later, Aman even came to drop me off at the local train station, as it was late at night.

We both were standing very close to each other in the train, there was no distance between us.

He was standing guarding me and due to the shaking of the train, our bodies were colliding.

That night, I didn't say anything to my boyfriend.

We had phone sex as usual and then went to sleep.

But in today's sex chat, I was also remembering Aman's body colliding with mine.

The next day, when I went to college, I found out that Aman hadn't shown up.

He came back after lunch and said, "Sorry about yesterday."

He apologized.

I said, "Why are you apologizing? It wasn't anyone's fault."

He held my hand and said, "Thank you, you're very sweet."

After that, he started bringing me lunch.

He was a very good cook.

One day I had pain in one of my legs and he took great care of me.

One day we both went to a hookah parlour but I did not tell all this to my boyfriend.

There were a few groups at the hookah parlor.

Aman was sitting next to me.

He had told me to wear a shirt and jeans.

But I couldn't leave the house like that, so I packed my clothes in my bag.

At the parlor, Aman removed my scarf and whispered in my ear, "Change your clothes... are you sitting in a salwar kameez?"

I went to the washroom and changed.

He was staring at me.

Then we both started dancing. He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, hugging me and dancing.

I did not feel comfortable so after some time I separated from him.

From then on, we would chat and talk a lot after class.

One day, he invited me to his house for lunch.

I went in a salwar kameez

and wore pink lipstick.

He came to pick me up at the local train station.

As soon as he saw me, he said, "The mole on your lip looks killer in this lipstick."

I blushed.

Then I went with him and when I reached his house, I saw that the house was empty.

I asked, "Where is everyone?"

He said, "No one is there."

I told him, "This isn't right."

As I was about to leave, he stopped me and said, "Listen to me."

When I saw him, he got down on one knee, took my hand, and proposed to me.

I told him, "My marriage is already fixed."

He started crying.

Then I calmed him down and had lunch with him.

He said, Piyali, apply lipstick, it has washed off.

Now he was showing me his house.

Finally, he led me into his bedroom and gently closed the door.

Then, he came up from behind and started kissing my neck.

He held my hands and kissed my neck.

My soul trembled.

I pushed him away, and he pulled me in, grabbed my cheeks, and pressed his lips to mine.

At that time I remembered my boyfriend.

But here Aman was holding me tightly.

He kissed me and said, "Please take me."

I refused, but he removed my scarf and started pressing my breasts.

I also went in drunk as I was hungry.

After a while, he took off my kurti and started licking the mole on my neck.

I lost control and took off his T-shirt and started kissing his chest.

She also took off my pajamas.

I took off his shorts and saw that his cut penis was fully erect and had become very hard.

Then I grabbed his penis, and he said, "I've been wanting to make love to you ever since I saw you in a sari. Don't delay, Piyali... take it in your mouth."

I bent down and started licking his penis, then he caught hold of my hair and put his penis in my mouth.

I was in ecstasy and was licking his penis like ice cream.

He asked, "You suck well... have you learned it before?"

I laughed.

Then he laid me down on the bed and unhooked my bra.

The sight of my breasts filled him with lust, and he hooked his fingers through the elastic of my panties and slid them down.

I had cleaned my pussy that very day and somewhere deep down I had also come with the thought of having sex with Aman.

I was just nervous that this was my first experience so how would everything happen.

He put his tongue in my pussy and raised his hand and started pressing one of my breasts.

I had forgotten all ties to my boyfriend. I had become a cheating girlfriend for his new boyfriend's cock. I

had even forgotten that I was engaged to be married to him.

He put his penis in my mouth again and said, "Suck it, darling."

I began sucking it vigorously and kept giving him pleasure by caressing his testicles.

Then he lifted my leg and placed his penis against my vagina, caressing my clitoris.

The glans of his penis against my clitoris only fueled my passion.

Then suddenly Aman thrust his penis in.

I screamed.

He kissed me and said, "Everything will be fine in a while!"

I knew it was painful the first time.

I fell silent and, placing my hand on Aman's chest, urged him to go in slowly.

He kept his cock inside my pussy and kissed me like crazy.

Sometimes he was biting my nipples and sometimes sucking them while pulling them.

After some time, the penis had made its way into the vagina and my pain started to subside.

Now he also began to fuck her slowly.

After a while, he began to thrust his penis in and out with great force.

I started enjoying being a cheating girlfriend and started enjoying sex.

Both my legs automatically rose in the air and I started raising my ass by holding his waist.

After a while, he stopped and pulled his penis out of my pussy.

I was furious, wondering why he had taken his penis out of my pussy.

He turned me over and said, "What a back you have... you're a hottie!"

He started pressing my ass.

Then he inserted his penis into my vagina from behind and pushed it in.

After inserting his penis, he said, "Today I will fuck you so hard that you will remember it."

Saying this, he pulled my hair and began to fuck me hard.

I was enjoying the intoxication of sex.

After some time, he turned me over again and holding my hand, continued fucking me hard.

After fucking for a long time, he took out his penis and dropped his semen on my navel.

He said to me, "Hold my cock!"

I cleaned his penis with a towel and we both slept naked under the same sheet.

He had sex again an hour later, and this time I sat on his penis .

He fucked me passionately and spilled his juices on my breasts.

He asked, "Will you suck my dick?"

Without saying a word, I took his semen-soaked penis into my mouth and continued sucking it.

After two rounds, I returned home and had phone sex with my boyfriend,

still remembering the company of my new boyfriend, Aman.

From that day on, Aman would fuck me whenever he got the chance.

Next time, I'll continue this sex story and discuss how my relationship with my boyfriend felt after Aman's sex.