Pleasure – Give It To Get It
ice cream

Hi Everybody, This is Joyonita again. Thanks for the great response to my first ever SEX story on ISS. I could not reply to all as the mails were just flowing in. So just answering the 3 FAQ’s (It facinates me how it sounds like Fucks). 1. Do I wanna be your friend? I’m a friend of you all, who is going to share the most intimate of my experiences and make you want them too. So enjoy the stories and I hope they help your SEX life. 2. Am I male or Female? I think that is a stupid question, given the poor judgement after reading my story. If you think I’m a man, I give you a good fiction story; and, if you believe I’m the girl in the story, you get a good true story. I leave the choice to you. 3. Please do not feel for my past. That was then and I had to tell because it is part of my life, my story. Believe me, I had worse sex than that later on. Last, I hope the editors don’t fiddle with this write-up too much and get someone, who knows English, to edit. Every word I write is honest, meaningful and important to the story. I read and edit myself a hundred times, until I get the right emotion and expression. Anyways, my story moves ahead as my life changing experience gave me a lot of confidence. My dressing changed; shorter skirts, deeper blouses and bold accessories. My attitude changed; no more the shy invisible, pushover, I was smiling more, my skin was glowing more, and my expressions were more… let’s say inviting; a little roll of eyes, a bite of the lower lip and.. you get the idea. Over the next few months, I hooked up with 2 different guys. But they were just trying to score, copying porn movies without any passion, and talking dirty (as if that helped). ‘Oh baby.. I’ll fuck you like a maniac (for 40 seconds)… Aah..you are so good, oh.. I’m coming.. Aaah this and that’. 6-7 inch boners, good for nothing, but cold, short & boring SEX, like eating chicken right out of the fridge. Shubhodya-da (My loving brother) had his own sex life and also it was never the same like first time. We hardly did it after the first week. So it was one of those boring days that I was sitting in my room reading, when my friend and classmate Navleen called and invited me to her house for a party. Though I was not keen, my boredom and her insistence got the better of me. I changed into a nice dress; turquoise green blouse with matching blue capris and everything that went with them. I looked in the mirror and was happy to see my looks. I smiled and left for the party. In the taxi, I could feel the driver often looking back at me in his rear view mirror. Though I felt a bit insecure, I was also enjoying the quite attention. As I reached the party I met with Navleen and greeted her parents whom I knew from before. They were celebrating the homecoming of her brother, who returned after completing his education in Australia. I walked around a bit as I did not know her other relatives and helped myself to a nice vodka drink. I could see the surprising look on the people gawking the girl having alcohol in public. I felt a bit uncomfortable and so thought of putting it away. I saw a waiter passing and I asked him to take my half drunk glass, who took it acknowledging ‘Yes Mam’. Oh.. what a good looking waiter he was, I said to myself and think I checked his arse, as he walked away. But he soon returned offering me another glass and said, in a slightly louder voice so others can hear too, ‘PLAIN ORANGE JUICE MA’M’. I did not understand the loudness till I tasted and was pleased that actually it was mixed with Vodka again. I smiled and was about to thank when Navleen sped towards us, calling ‘Bhaia’ to the waiter. “Everybody is looking for you, please come fast” she held him by the arm and I watched as they walked away. A few steps and he turned his head to me and returned the welcome smile. He was Navleen’s brother, Parichit. Couple of days later, as I was leaving the college, I saw him on the road outside, standing, leaned against his car. He stood up as he saw me coming and acknowledged with a smile. I walked up to him, a ‘Hello’, and I asked if he was there to pick Navleen. He said “No, I’m here to see you… Coffee..” and I said ‘Ice Cream’. We had a nice Ice Cream and we talked as we drove around in his car for a while. He was really nice, intelligent & witty. I was impressed by his talks & looks and was highly enjoying his company. Finally we landed near my apartment, and he took my books from the back seat and walked me to my door. As I opened the door, he walked in and kept the books on the table right next to the door, and sat himself on the bed leaning back on his hands. I pushed the main door to close and walked to the rack on the other side to put my bag and other stuff. I could totally tell that he was checking me out and.. even I was occasionally stealing a look at him. But he could make out and calmly said “You don’t have to try too hard, I want the same as you do.” Now, I don’t know what was happening to me, but I walked towards him and probably was thinking to ask him to go, but just then he got up from the bed and planted one of the most wonderful kiss on my lips. I was shocked for a moment, but I kissed him back and in the next moment we were totally making out. He was much taller than me and so I was standing on my toes, which was tiring me. I got off for a bit to take my shoes off, and meanwhile he did too. I held his shoulders and sat him on the bed and we started to kiss again. His hands were caressing my butts first from outside and then inside my capri-pants, which he kept lowering till they were off. He then moved one of his hands to my boobs and ohhh.. what a feel of his touch. He was in no hurry and fondled by breasts to excite me to the core. I was so turned on that I had to stop kissing to allow my moans and he stood up holding my t-shirt and it was right off me. My breasts had stiffened so much already that just a click on the hooks by him and the bra jumped off. Now, I took off his T-shirt & vest and went up & down rubbing my boobs against his body. He removed his belt and I opened and lowered his jeans and undies. I was down on my knees, holding his whistle and as I licked the head of it, his body experienced the super shrill moving his hands immediately on my head and I could feel his fingers thanking me. I took the whole thing in my mouth and started to blow him crazy. I bet, even the girls in Australia had not pleased him like I did, cos he was enjoying it like hell… and then he came.. and came big time, filling my mouth full and still shooting. I drank all I could and sucked him clean. I suddenly realised that the door wasn’t locked and got up to completely shut and bolt it. As I turned around, he was looking at me with a smile and an absolute willingness to thank me, saying “Your Turn Now.” Kissing me again, he lifted me from my butts, turned around and sat me on the bed, removed my panties and appreciated what he found. “Wow – kya Fuddi hai” and then started kissing my inner thighs. I would have thought ‘Cheap’, but the way he said it was actually a turn-on. I put one of my legs on his shoulder and lowered his face to my slit cave.. that immediately gave way to him. He was enjoying the smell of inside of me and tasting my pussy and tickling my clitoris with his slimy tongue. Ohhh.. he was lickkking and suckkingng.. and was he teasing me or pleasing me, or Both. Either ways, I was just not willing to stop, not even allow him to pause for breathing. I was holding his head in control as he romped my rosebud. My honey-pot was hit and was oo-oo-oozing and flowing and my juices excited him further more as he ate and slurped it all. I was done and over, absolutely exhausted and tremendously overjoyed. He came and laid next to me, soothing my body softly with his hands & calming me, as I breathed heavy. I had no more energy.. gasping.. unable to open my eyes & the body still shrieking, I just lay there rising to the doors of fantasia & knocking hard. This however, was not the end.  As we lay facing each other, he hugged me really hard and with a jerk, picked me from the bed and all on top of him and loosened the grasp. I opened my eyes and looked at him still gasping, as he started to rub and press my butt-cheeks, sending signals right up to my den. His looks now were no more smiley, they were intense and lusting and keen to make the penetration, just waiting for the signal. I wanted this man to be pleased and rewarded and that is all I could think in that moment, as I slowly spread my legs apart. The rest he made it from my eyes that I slowly closed again and prepared for the deepest dive of my life. With only a little help of direction, his power drill was in the hole and set for action. I lay on top of him like a sack-bag, doing nothing as his body moments conducted the whole act and took full control. He held my complete body, supporting it and driving it up and down rubbing against his skin and stroking me. I lay still for a while but I was about to orgasm again. Ohh.. Ooohh… Aaahn… he was now stroking at a steady pace itching my clitoris like Oh my God. I was back at the door of Fantasia, but this time I was gonna break the door, cos, ooohhh.. I.. neeed to be there like now… now… now.. and YES the gun was shooting and my whole body was like frozen in that moment. My chest down on his chest but my face looking at the roof, eyes closed and mouth fully open like screaming to the gods but no real sound. We both lay there in utter silence for don’t know how long and then probably just slept due to tiredness. When I woke up, he was there sleeping right next to me with complete peace. Oh.. did I fall in love with this guy. My movements woke him a bit and he rose to just kiss me, put his arm around my back and slept again. After a while I got up and was making tea when he woke up and came from behind to embrace me and softly said in my ears, “that was the best of my life, I love you Joy.” We have been together ever since and he is now my husband for 8 years. But this did not mean the end of my open Sex life and my pleasure. In fact, we have both been knowingly active outside of our relationship and he is the only person who knows me for real, and knows of my sex life before him, even the episode with shubho-da. We share a deep love for each other and still have great sex together and also with other partners, as we both care for each other and understand that sexual feelings need to be addressed and not suppressed. Hope you all appreciate the beauty of my story and continue to share your love and feelings. Love and peace to all :) Joyonita [email protected]