Hello, my name is Ravi Shankar.

I am 27 years old and I live in Delhi.

Today I am going to tell you my true Indian Girl Fuck story.

When I was 19 years old, like all boys, I also wanted a girl in my life.

Beautiful… sweet… with whom I can talk openly, with whom I can spend time.

But there was no regret.

At that time I used to think that all my friends have girlfriends, only I don’t have one.

Then I thought that I will also make a girlfriend now.

But how… this was a big question.

It was at that time that I told this to my friend Rahul.

He said- That’s it… brother, I will help you in this work right now.

Saying this, he took out a number from his mobile and gave it to me.

He said- This girl’s name is Priya… try with her, you will get your point across.

She is from Meerut. She used to talk to me over messages.

I kept her number, but kept thinking whether I will call her and talk to her?

Neither does she know me… nor do I know her.

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The next day I met that friend again, so he asked- Brother, did you talk to her or not?

I told him my problem.

He said- You will remain a cover for cover.

You got the girl’s number, and you are even thinking about talking to her.

I said- How do I do it?

He said- Brother, call her directly, the conversation will start automatically.

Then I called her.

That girl said- Hello who!

I was not able to understand what to say to her.

So I disconnected the call.

I kept thinking the whole day about how to start the conversation, what to say.

I felt that if I said something and she didn’t like it, she would get angry that I am disturbing her.

I hope she doesn’t block my number.

It was night thinking about all this.

It must have been 2 am at that time.

I don’t know what came to my mind, I wrote ‘I love you’ in a direct message and sent it to that girl.

Then after five minutes I thought what have I sent.

Now I couldn’t even delete the message because she had left.

I thought there was no use in writing anything more.

Should I send a sorry message or not… thinking this I fell asleep.

The next day Priya called.

She asked- Who are you speaking?

I said- I am Ravi.

She said- Who Ravi… I don’t know Ravi.

After a pause she said back- Do you know me?

I don’t know what came to my mind, I said- No, I don’t know you.

Now she said angrily- If you don’t know me, then why did you send an I love you message last night?

I said with fear- Sorry, it went by mistake.

Saying this I disconnected the call.

I thought whatever was to happen, now nothing will happen.

But I felt very relieved after hearing her voice and now I just had to talk to Priya.

I made up a story and called her again.

I said to her- Do you know why I messaged you I love you?

Because I thought you were my girlfriend Manisha. But as soon as I heard your voice, you were someone else… so I disconnected the call.

She said- What nonsense are you talking about?

I said- It has been two months since I talked to Manisha.

She said- So what should I do?

I said- First you should listen to why I messaged you.

She said- Okay, tell me.

I started telling a fictional story- It so happened that it was 11 o’clock at night when I was talking to her on the phone.

While we were talking, her father came to her room and asked who she was talking to so late at night?

Maybe her father snatched her phone.

Since then her number was showing switched off.

I kept waiting for her to call, but she never called.

Priya- Then what happened?

Me- Then I am trying to talk to her since last one month… but her phone is continuously showing switched off.

Yesterday also I was trying to call her and I had written I love you to her too.

After listening to my story, Priya told me that she has taken this new number just a month ago.

From here the series of talking to Priya started.

After that I started sending her good morning messages every day in the morning and good night messages in the evening.

Sometimes I started calling her on some pretext or the other.

To tell you the truth, her voice was very sweet.

At that time there was no WhatsApp.

I asked her to show me her photo on Facebook.

She sent me her photo, she was very cute!

What can I tell you… she was a stunner.

She also asked for my photo.

She saw my photo and said – you also look very good.

One day I told her that I did not have a girlfriend.

I lied because I knew how to start a conversation with you.

She said – I already knew this because this number of mine is very old.

Maybe just like I was alone, she was also alone.

But whatever it was, we both were getting along well.

Then one day I got a chance and told her what was in my heart.

She showed some tantrums but agreed.

It had been a month since we both were talking; we both wanted to meet each other.

But the problem was that she lived in Meerut.

I had to lie to my family to meet her.

I was 19 years old at that time and was studying.

I used to get only 500 rupees in the name of pocket money.

I was crazy to meet her.

I took 4000 rupees from my friend and told my family – I am going to Meerut with my friends.

I will be back by evening.

I got the permission.

The next day I reached Meerut.

She told me that a new restaurant has opened a few days ago, we both will meet there.

I reached the restaurant at 10 am.

She was late in coming. She arrived at 11 am.

I got a little angry because of her being late.

I was sitting and thinking that when she would come, I would get angry at her for being late.

But what is this…

When she came in front of me, I felt something different.

How can I describe the feeling of that time…

I had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

So fair, such a lovely face, such a wonderful look, ah, the photo she had sent was very different from the face.

For a moment, I could not believe that this beautiful girl could be my girlfriend.

I was nothing in front of her.

She came, she said – it is you, isn’t it?

I was not able to say anything.

She shook hands and sat on the chair in front.

What can I tell you friends, really at that time I did not say anything for more than 5 minutes.

She said – what happened, did you not like me?

I just told her this much – I cannot believe my luck that I can get such a beautiful girlfriend.

I must have talked to her for more than two hours there.

But with her it felt as if it had been just two minutes.

I did not feel like leaving at all… neither did she.

I came back even though I didn’t want to.

But after a week I made an excuse at home and went to meet her.

This time I told my family that it would be late at night, so I might come back in the morning.

I will try to come back at night.

Mom said yes.

It was my girlfriend Priya’s birthday.

I had promised her that this time I will make her birthday the best birthday of her life.

So I had already booked a room in the hotel.

This time we both met in the hotel.

When she came to meet me in the hotel, I can never forget that feeling.

It was as if time had stopped. I could even hear my breathing.

Her lovely eyes… I was simply lost.

What is love… I came to know this only after meeting that girl.

I had already ordered a cake for her.

She first cut the cake, then fed it to me.

Then I tried to put some cake on her face but before that she put some cake on my face.

I was not going to leave her alone.

I also put cake on her face.

Both of our faces were ruined by the cake but she was looking even cuter.

When she started going towards the washroom to wash her face, I said- Babu why are you going to the washroom. Let me clean it.

I started kissing her face.

She held me in her arms.

She started losing consciousness due to my kiss.

Then I picked her up in my lap and made her lie down on the bed.

I also lay down on top of her and started kissing her like crazy.

Her breathing started getting faster.

I took off her top and started opening the hook of her bra.

Now both her breasts were in front of me.

My weapon was saluting seeing her juicy breasts.

I took off her panties.

I went crazy seeing the tiny hole of her pussy and I quickly took off all my clothes and placed my cock on her pussy.

Her pussy was already wet, so as soon as I touched her weapon, it slipped inside.

Her pussy was very soft.

It felt as if my cock was roaming in heaven.

Maybe she was fucked.

She had enjoyed taking a cock.

When I asked, she told me- No, I take radish and carrot in my pussy, that is why it is open.

I also thought that let me get fucked… what is the use of counting trees… suck the mango and enjoy.

I fell on her and kept on diving in her pussy for twenty minutes.

After fucking the Indian girl, my semen came out in her pussy.

After cumming, I collapsed on her.

After lying like this for a few minutes, my cock got erected again.

I wanted to fuck her more now.

At first, I had just fucked her without thinking much, but now I wanted to fuck her with pleasure.

This time I saw her pussy comfortably.

Then I asked her- have you ever fingered your ass?

At first she refused but then she told me that yes she sometimes fingered her back hole.

Then I don’t know what came to my mind, I quickly wore my clothes and went out.

She kept calling me but I asked her to come in ten minutes.

I went downstairs and brought two thick carrots from the vegetable vendor.

This time I wanted to insert the carrots in her pussy and ass simultaneously.

I thought that she is already fucked, it is possible that her ass is also torn.

When she saw that I have brought carrots from outside, she asked- why have you brought these carrots?

I just looked at her and gave a smile.

She understood what I was going to do.

So she said- look don’t do this… it hurts a lot from behind and it is not fun either.

I told her that if you will not let me insert the carrot, then at least let me do it from behind.

She agreed.

I spit on my cock and put it on her ass and pushed it a little.

My cock was not going in.

Then I pushed it very hard and it felt as if her ass had torn.

She screamed very loudly and started crying.

She said- take it out quickly… otherwise I will die.

I took out my cock.

She was still crying so I started kissing her to make her quiet.

After a while she became quiet but was not letting me do anything.

I just grabbed her breasts and started sucking them.

She was in pain.

After a while she said- you are very naughty.

You look decent.

She became alright again.

Then I started kissing her lips.

We both were enjoying a lot.

Then the fucking started again.

After having sex three times, we both were very tired and she also had to go home.

We both wore our clothes.

I dropped her outside her house and I also caught the train straight to come home.

All the way I was just remembering the sex I had with her.

So friends, how did you like my Indian girl fuck story?

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