Hello readers.
Friends, my name is Ishani Sharma and I am a resident of Delhi.
I’m 20 years old. I was beautiful since childhood and with the advent of youth, my body changed so much that I started looking doomed. Her fair body, sharp features and killer figure of 34-26-36 are enough to make anyone’s penis erect.
Friends, this is my first sex story, so please consider me an idiot and forgive me if there is any mistake in writing the story. I had no experience writing stories, but I was just trying to put into words what was happening to me.
My story is not an imaginary incident but a 100% true incident.
Apart from me, there are my parents and my childhood friend Shanaya at home. Let us tell you, Shanaya’s parents are very close friends of my father. Both of them died in a road accident while passing through Karol Bagh. Only 2 year old Shanaya survived this accident. Just when everyone finished speaking.
So, two or three days after performing the last rites of my friend and his wife, dad brought Shanaya to our home and my mom and dad raised her like their own child. Shanaya is of the same age as me, so be it her clothes or anything else, everything is double.
Our father was a businessman and mother used to help father in his business. While dad was traveling abroad most of the time, mom would go to work in dad’s absence. If I had anyone to support me in my loneliness, it was my childhood friend Shanaya, she was everything to me.
He told me- Ishani, I will write the name of a website for you and you will open it on your laptop and read the story on it, you will enjoy a lot.
Since then I have been a regular reader of Antarvasna. I have been a loyal reader of this site for the last three years. As a loyal reader of this site for three years, I also felt I should share my story with you.
So friends, it has been more than 3 years since my 12th exam and I am waiting for the results. It was summer and my mother had gone to her aunt’s house. I didn’t feel like going in the afternoon so I went to the terrace.
I saw that my father’s car was parked in the parking lot, which meant that my father had gone home. So after some time I was standing outside my father’s room trying to see if my father was busy in any important work.
So I saw that a 23 to 24 year old girl was naked and jumping on her father. Papa was also naked.
I was astonished to see a father having sex with a girl of his daughter’s age. My father’s penis entered the girl’s pussy. My underwear is wet from reading stories here on the terrace. Seeing papa fucking that girl, my pussy started raining.
I was getting angry seeing the girl having sex with her father, but I remained silent and stood at the door and started watching the hot sex live.
After some time, father changed the position and made the girl lie down, climbed on top of her and started fucking her vigorously.
After about five minutes, father lost his strength and said to the girl, “Now I am going to come.”
So the girl shouted, Sir, don’t ejaculate in my pussy, you ejaculate in my mouth. I want to drink your semen.
So Papa took out his penis from her pussy and started pushing it into her mouth.
After some time, the father’s semen fell into the girl’s mouth and the girl shamelessly drank the semen.
After cleaning, both of them wore their clothes. Now the girl was ready to go, so the father gave her some money. I backed away and started yelling, acting as if I didn’t see anything.
But my father and the girl were in complete shock.
So I asked Papa – Papa, who is this?
Papa told- Daughter, she is my personal secretary in the office.
After the matter calmed down, the father took the girl to the office.
A few days later, my result came and Shanaya and I won first place. So, with the help of my childhood friend Shanaya, I started looking for colleges affiliated with Delhi University.
After some efforts, we found the school, but it was very far from our home and it took 2 hours to reach there. So I took the driver and Shanaya to see the college.
At the same time, the last date for submitting the admission form is today. But we just came to see the college, so we did not bring any tuition fees.
Firstly, when we checked the fees at the cashier, we found that Rs 5580 was for college fees and Rs 12000 was for hostel and boarding fees.
So I quickly took two forms and after filling them, we withdrew Rs 40,000 from the ATM, paid college fees, hostel fees and canteen charges for myself and Shanaya, filled and submitted the admission application form, and received receipts in both of. Of our name.
Then we asked about the commencement of classes.
So the clerk told me it would take 15 days.
Then we both returned to our home.
When I reached home in the evening and talked to my parents about my nomination, my father congratulated me. Shanaya and I’s friendship continued to grow stronger and before we knew it, two and a half years passed.
We both are the most beautiful and smartest in our class. Whenever we would leave the hostel to go for training or other places, the boys would sigh at the sight of us. No male students studied in this university as it was a women-only college.
So both of us set our goals on studies. Whenever studies were boring, we would read some stories about lust. When our underwear got wet, we would touch each other’s vagina with our fingers and release water.
It had been a while since we’d fingered each other, so we decided together that if we could find some dick now, we’d have a great time. But both of us decided that now we will read only the stories of women writers and ask for a boy from them only.
But no Antarvasna writer helped us.
Just a few days ago, there was a story writer from Punjab, whose name was Komalpreet Kaur. One night I read a story written by him and while I was reading it, my underwear got wet. While my panties used to get wet every day, I would first soothe my pussy and then send an email from the mail ID given in the story, this became my daily routine.
When I emailed Komalpreet Kaur using the ID given in her story, I received a reply to the email.
But I invited him to hangout but he asked me some formal questions in 4 to 5 emails. Then she came to the party place and a series of conversations started between us.
When I was talking to him I told him that I need a boy who can give me happiness.
So he asked me- Why do you want a call boy? If you want, you can also have a boyfriend.
I replied to him – Nowadays boys do not have self-confidence. It is possible that after playing with my body, he might break up with me and embarrass me in the society. I couldn’t bear that my parents would suffer. There was no way I was going to convince my parents, so I asked them to find me a call girl. He will make the most money, but he will be a professional player. As far as I know, a professional will not insult anyone because confidentiality and customer satisfaction are the main pillars of his business and his business depends on these two pillars.
So, I thought of hiring a call girl but I did not know the call girls so I thought of asking Komalpreet ji for help.
She told me that I only know boys from Punjab. If you really want to break the seal of your pussy then you will have to come to Punjab. So can you come to Punjab? That boy will fuck you for free.
I thought this boy would break the seal of my pussy for free. So it is also possible that he has defamed me. Because of course he is from Punjab but he can defame me on the internet.
So I told him- I can also give him money.
He asked me for pictures and sent me the details of the call boy.
Friends, have I ever talked to that call boy? If yes, how and where did he fuck me? If I had not done this, how would my pussy quench its thirst?
To understand all this, read the next part of the story.
What do you think of the story so far? Email me and leave a comment.
Thank you.
Your dear friend Ishani Sharma.
My email id is [email protected]
Story Part 2: Sexual desire is satisfied by call boy-2
