Sex In Hotel Management College
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The summer of 2005 had set in. it was another session of IHM Kolkata that had started from the Month of July. Herds of wannabe hoteliers flocked the campus with senior students of year 2 & year 3 making the rookies’ life hell through ragging, which they preferred to call “orientation”   “Hey you, girl, come here” Sreyasi, who had left her home in chandannagore and just joined in, was shriveled with fear of the voice of the seniors. She turned back and walked up to the seniors. She always went to a school without much fame and no ragging. She thought she must have been crazy to trap herself here. Last night the year 3 hostel proctor, who was a year 3 student, had marched her and her friends in the room all naked but her bra. Sreyasi was well endowed and felt like vanishing into thin air. At the end, another senior had come, stripped her off her bra and pressed her breasts and sucked her nipples just like a guy would do it. She just saved herself in the night and the sly senior warned “I will come back to you love, your jugs are so soft and big”   This time she was standing in front of three seniors, all boys in front of the LP, or the Lovers Point. “whats your name?” “good afternoon sir, sreyasi” “your name is goof afternoon sir Sreyasi?” a plethora of laughter follows. “no, its Sreyasi” “why u look scared, lady,” one senior guy asks, introducing himself “hi, I am Abhishek” and extends his hands. “good afternoon sir” “I am not from England, so call me only Abhishek, not Sir Abhishek. These are my friends Atanu & Arijit”   “hello, we are all friends so don’t call us sir” “ok, I will add a Da after your names. Is that ok?” Months passed by. Sreyasi became friends with Abhishek and his team. They were also in year 3, but different from their lady counterparts. Sreyasi was often called to a senios room where she was asked to strip herself, or else face consequences. The girl of the first night kept on sucking her breasts and biting her nipples and ravage her regularly. At the end she wold put a banana in sreyasi’s pussy and make her come to orgasm. Sreyasi would cry, shout but no one would help. They also threatened her to make her MMS and circulate in college.   Days passed by and she was habituated with all this. Her friendship with abhishek and gang was well known, and she was often taunted by senior girls for this. She broke her shyness and immersed herself in the rigours of the course, in which one cant afford to be shy. She also started enjoying her short skirts for food & beverage service classes, and the saree of the front office sessions. It was a competition of sorts which girl would wear the shortest skirt showing her legs, or wear the saree really low exposing her navel. Some girls would often go a way beyond wearing blouses a size shorter so as to enhance their breasts. Sreyasi also started all this and started becoming famous for her deep navel across the college. Her hips was the talk of the town when she used to go for f&b sessions. She could often see abhishek staring at her navel and sometimes she would stand real close to him brushing her breasts against his arms, which he actually seemed to enjoy.   It was the time of the farewell of the seniors and there was a dance evening organized where the seniors could go to the event with a junior. Abhishek had obviously chosen Sreyasi, as he couldn’t manage his girlfriend who was a snob. In the night before, Sreyasi was trying out the saree she would wear to the event. It was a violet coloured saree made of silk, with matching sleeveless blouses. Sreyasi was acting naughty and got the blouse stitched really low. She had worn the saree and pulling it down to expose her navel. She wanted to tease Abhishek no end and go ahead if he wanted. As she was adoring herself in the mirror, two seniors broke into the room. “just look at her, all decked up for tomorrow, and look where she is wearing the saree”   “why do u need to wear it anyway, go naked, you bitch.” “no yaar, she is so kinky, she wants to tease Abhishek, look at her navel. 8 months e eto boro hoe geche,,,,ke eto chusheche toke, Abhishek?”   One of them came forward and squeezed her breast hard and said “dekho, er to book gulo o aro norom hoegeche aaro boro hoegeche” Immediately she slapped Sreyasi and pushed her to the bed. She opened her blouse and started saying “my goodness, look she has bought a transparent bra too” Sreyasi had actually bought a transparent set of bra and panty, which showed her nipples and pussy. The senior sucked nd bit her like a mad man. Her breasts were all red. Then she took out a banana and hurled it into her pussy and made her cum. The senior shouted “just imagine, Abhishek is fucking you” Sreyasi was half fainted after the torture, as she imagined Abhishek on her, she surrendered herself and stretched her legs. The seniors after using the banana, put a carrot inside her and fucked her randomly. After they went she lay naked, just imagining she has been fucked by Abhishek.   The day had come. The dance had started, the hall was full with sexy looking girls and dashing boys. The dance was really close, and nd people were making the best use of it as the light was low. Sreyasi was looking hot in her saree, which she had worn a good 1.5 inch below her fleshy deep navel, and also she was wearing that transparent lingerie. She could hardly walk after last night but limped her way to the dance. She surrendered herself in Abhishek’s arms and started dancing slowly. He was holding her tight, her hands just above her ass. She could feel Abhishek’s hard tool on her waist as he was quite taller than her. The dance progressed.   Sreyasi : “Jodi tomar gf amae dekhe ekhon she will kill me for being so close to you” Abhishek “ she will rather kill me, for holding you like this. Haha. Tomae dekhte besh sexy lagche aaj. But why are u”“I practiced dancing with you last night sweetheart. That’s why” “babah, sweetheart?? Great. But your saree is bit slippery” as Abhishek told this, Sreyasi intentionally slipped off her pallu. Abhishek was looking at her cleavage and navel. She had applied body oil to make herself look more shin, and her breasts and navel were shining in the night light.   Sreyasi pulled up her pallu slowly letting Abhishek feasting his eyes. “ki dekcho eto mon die?” “toke dekchi, u r a creation of God” “u know what, tomar batchmates ra bhabe you are responsible for my voluptuousness ;)” “heheh, mane? I never even touched you. Ha, lets be true, amar onek bondhura make fun of me, say that I have made your navel deeper” “kemon bhabe?” asked Sreyasi Abhishek: “ by sucking them. Ora onek kichu bole, don’t mind” Sreyasi: “aaro ki bole bolona” Abhishek: “Sure u wanna hear?” “yes”   “they say I am behind your deep navel, and also behind your big breasts. Some of them say your breasts have become bigger since we have known each other” Sreyasi was feeling hot. She smiled and winked at Abhishek. “do you think I have become bigger??” “hmmmmmm. Might be. I am not sure. Dekhe ki aar bojha jaae? U have to touch n see”   “then touch me, ke mana koreche?” Sreyasi , in a moment, pulls abhishek’s right hand on her navel andthen touch me, ke mana koreche?” Sreyasi , in a moment, pulls abhishek’s right hand on her navel, and pushes his hand deep into her deep navel. Sreyasi moans out loud “aaaaaah” Abhishek puts his index finger deep into her navel. Sreyasi thinks this is what i wanted frm you, baby. “How s your navel so slippery? have you put oil or something” asks Abhishek. CHuck the oil, how do u feel?   Abhishek : ” Its deep , and soft no doubt wink emoticon” Sreyasi: “I have places which are softer in my body, for which people say u r responsible wink emoticon”   Abhishek : ” oh is it, as is said, you have to toch and know” abhisheks hands were still playing with sreya’s navel which was almost giving her a mini orgasm. “lets go somewhere where u can chesk me properly” said Sreya and pulled abhishek out of the hall. neither of them could believe their lucks. Abhishek wanted to do this to sreyasi for long but couldnt muster the courage and sreyasi also had to maintain the “respect your senior” thing.   Soon abhishek and sreyasi were in the third year girls locker which was not being used for long now. the locker was dark with only moonlight coming in. as soon they entered, abhihsek attacked sreya like a wild tiger. they started chewing eachother’s lips and juices started flowing from mouth to mouth. Abhishek pushed sreya to a wall, and pulled off her saree pallu. He was feasting his eyes on sreyasi’s big breasts which was covered with a flimsy blouse. Abhishek looked into sreya’s eyes and started pressing her breasts. Sreyasi was moaning slowly. “Take off my blouse, i am all yours tonight, do whatever you like”   abhishek pulled off her blouse in a moment. sreyasi was now standing in a transparent bra in which her nipples were clearly visible even in the moonlight. abhishek went down on her and sucked her navel deep, and came up on her breasts. he started chewing and biting her erect nipples over her bra. in a moment her entire bra was wet and sticking to her well endowed breasts. although sreyasi had her breasts chewed on and sucked several times by her senior girls, she could make out difference between lust and lovemaking. what abhishek was doing made her mad. Abhishek: ” whats the size of your breasts?”   Sreyasi “E ma, emin keu jigesh kore? nije e dekhe nao…amar bra e lekha aache, aar dnt waste time, suck me, chew me harder” abhishek quickly opened her brra. in a corner, there was a small sticker written 36C. abhishek smiled “tor book duto khb boro, i like them” abhishek again started chewing her nipples hard.abhishek quickly opened her brra. in a corner, there was a small sticker written 36C. abhishek smiled “tor book duto khb boro, i like them” abhishek again started chewing her nipples hard.   in a moment, sreyasi started moaning hard in joy and pain. abhishek took turns at both her breasts and sucked them and bit them like an animal.at the same time abhisheks hands started playing wwith her pussy above her saree. abhishek made sreya lie down on the floor. sreya closed her eyes, laid down on floor, put her hands up surrendering herself wholely to lust of abhishek. the devil in her moaned “fuck me , fuck me hard” as she stretched her legs. abhishek pulled up her saree and inserted his index finger into her pussy. sreyas pussy still pained from last night’s carrot fuck, and she shouted out loudly “aaaaaaaaaaaaah” “what happened, was i too rough? i am sorry” said abhishek…..”no it isnt you, its that bitch batchmate of yours, sayani” abhishek was startled to know about everything from her. sreya “look at my breasts, they are full of her bite marks” abhishek examined carefully and saw the marks. he sucked and licked her breasts and made them all wet and her nipples erect. abhishek opened his trouser and brought his huge cock. sreya opened her mouth and took his big cock entirly into her mouth. she started biting and sucking his cock hard. abhishek was in seventh heaven. he now wanted to fuck sreya madly. he took his cock out of sreya’s mouth and shoved it into her pussy… “aaah aaah aaah aaste, amar lagche” sreya shouted out. abhishek didnt listen to her and started ramming her pussy with full force. “i dont have a condom tonight, what if…….” abhsishek asked sreya. sreya said “dont worry, jus keep screwing me, make me yours tonight” abhishek increase his speed and thumped sreya into the wall…..afte some time, abhishek said “i am about to cum now” sreya did what he expected least, took his cock again into her mouth nd abhishek cummed hard in her whole face. sreya was looking like a japanese porn actress, with cum smeared on her face and sticking her tongue out. she had become full horny….she made abhshek lie down and took his erect cock inside her ass hole, and started riding it hard. forthe first time abhishek was fucking someone in her ass and the feeling was heavenly. he also increased speed and rocked sreya. both of started shouting in pain and moaning in joy…. This was just the beginning.