My Coming Of Age
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Hey Friends, I am Sucheta, a 21-year-old college going girl from Kolkata. I have been reading ISS for almost a year now and finally, I am here to share my sexual journey with all you lovely people.Today I will narrate a story about how I fulfilled my desires with a stranger back when I was only 18 years old. Let me give you a little background about me so that you can enjoy the story even more. So as any typical bong gal, I was expected to do well in studies, I was also a trained oddisi dancer. But while I was in school I was not sexually active at all. Not that I was shy but it just did not excite me as much. As you know having grown up in an Indian city as a teen girl, lewd comments and occasional groping etc was a norm. I used to despise these and I thought this is how men are supposed to be. I had a decent looking body and since I was a dancer, I was fit. I had B cup boobs but I felt my ass was bigger than usual, anyway it was bigger than most of my friends and I got a lot of attention for it from the guys. So life went on and I passed out of school. I was in an all girls school the whole of my life and now I was in one of the best colleges in the city which is co-ed. Suddenly I was surrounded by good looking and cute guys who were mostly sweet to me. Not the kind of creeps I had encountered before. I could slowly sense a change in me. I would now start to dress in outfits which made my assets prominent. I enjoyed the attention I got in college. So in my college we had a convocation ceremony for which we had to do the welcome dance. I was in the dance troupe and we used to practice after classes. So one day I had worn a grey top and was practicing after classes. Now I was perspiring so much from the practice that my grey top was wet and sticking to my chest and the outline of my bra was clearly visible. I could sense all the guys there staring at my chest but it was only after practice was over and I went to the washroom and realised that my top was wet. Honestly it was almost like I was not wearing the top and the mere thought of the guys staring at my chest was kind of a turn on. Anyway I controlled myself and wrapped my stole around my top and left for home but I was still thinking of the lust in the eyes of the guys in the practice room. I got into the metro and it was overcrowded like usual. Though I got through the closest door to the ladies section but it was impossible to reach the seats. I was stuck between big burly men and the thoughts from the dance practice still lingered on. Suddenly I felt a pinch on my ass, at first I thought it might have been an accidental touch. But it happened again and this time I flinched and turned to see the man behind me. He was seeing right into my eyes with lust as if he owned me. On other occasions I would have shouted at him or slapped him but this time almost involuntarily I gave him a naughty smirk and turned my head. I was thinking to myself what was wrong with me but this was my moment to be transformed from a girl into a woman. I knew if this guy probably in his early thirties had any idea about reading body language then I was in for a very eventful journey. And it only took a minute till I was proved right, this time I felt his big hands grab my butt cheeks. He was squeezing my ass now and it sent a shiver down my spine. I loved the way he was caressing my ass. I could feel the inside of my pussy wet. I started to sway my ass slightly so that he could get a better hold of my ass and he reciprocated by grabbing it harder. He then started to roll his fingers on my ass crack over my jeans, he was trying to go all the way down and around to my pussy but could not because my legs were tightly together. So I tried to stand on my toes and and spread my legs, as soon as I did that he pushed his fingers between my legs. He started to slowly rub his hands between my legs. This was making me so wet and I let out a small ahhhhh. I bet he heard it because he tried to push more fingers between my legs. I was loving this so much and I thought of returning the favour. I slid my hands behind and tried to grab his crotch. There he was and his huge bulge, it was not hard for me to find. I fumbled a bit as i had never before touched a man but finally grabbed what I was sure was his dick. I was rolling my fingers on the tip of his dick as much as I could through his trousers. He was rubbing my pussy and I was caressing his dick. But the metro was now emptying out and we could get caught now. I left his dick and moved a little forward, his hands were now out from between my legs. I turned around and said sorry but before I walked to my seat he gave me pinch on my waist. I got to my seat and he kept looking at me with a naughty smirk on his face and I reciprocated with a shy smile. I was shivering the rest of my journey and as I alighted and walked to the rickshaw stand, I was almost trying extra hard to sway my hips so I could get more attention from the men around. This 15-minute sexperience was my coming of age. The transformation of a girl to a woman. Thank you so much for your patient reading. Feedback and suggestion are welcome. This is only my first story here and with your encouragement, I have loads of other real sexual experiences which I look forward to sharing.