Song On My Lips -4

Till now you have read that Geet was telling that we friends were becoming young. At that time, if we watched even a little porn on someone's phone, then don't even ask what would be the condition of the pussy. The pussy would get peeled by rubbing with candles and fingers and in such a bubbling youth, our beauty was worth seeing.

Now further:

Geet was telling me that the state of beauty was such that any man who saw us, must have been dreaming of fucking us. Our condition was also the same, our pussy would also flow juice on seeing any handsome boy.

Now we had to take admission in college, out of the four of us friends, Meeta took admission in another college under the pressure of her family, while the three of us friends Manu, Parmeet and I took admission in the same college.

When we reached the college campus on the first day, everyone's eyes would stop on the three of us. By that time Manu had started looking even more attractive. Her amazing figure of 34-30-36, heavy hips, heavy breasts, fair velvety skin, quivering pink lips, fleshy calves, beautiful dark wavy hair hanging till the waist, drops of sweat shining on the innocent face, simple salwar suit, which Manu wore with proper care, yet the strap of the bra which was pressed on the body could be felt. Very attractive pendant in the ear, branded ladies watch in the hand, beautiful sandals. Her such intoxicating well-groomed youth would automatically attract people's attention. Whoever saw her, would dream of rubbing and fucking her.

On the other hand, Parmeet, who was 5 feet 8 inches tall and had a figure of 34-30-34, had a completely different style. Parmeet was very fond of sports, so she was seen in similar clothes and gait most of the time. Parmeet's breasts were pointed and intoxicating, and they looked even more pointed and gorgeous because she wore t-shirts. Parmeet was also carefree. She loved chewing gum and wearing clothes with the sleeves rolled up. Although she was a first year student in college, she was a bit disciplined, but there was no special restraint in her nature.

Parmeet's short hair reaching till her shoulders was tied in a special way. Parmeet reminded me of Kajol, the actress of the film 'Kuch Kuch Hota Hai..'. The only difference was that Kajol was dark and Parmeet was fair. You all know how less experienced boys are crazy about the pink pussy of fair girls.

O..O..O..O..Janaab, will you get lost in the thoughts of Parmeet now or will you hear something about me too?

By the way, it would be better if you hear about Parmeet and Manu, because there was nothing special to tell about me.

My mother had told me that if I have to go to college to study… then don’t bother about fashion… and listen, you should wear old clothes to college.

At that time, I went to college wearing a bag-like loose pink kurta and loose pajamas on top of my 5.5 inch height and tight figure of 32-28-32. Still, silky hair reaching till the back, strands falling on the cheeks, glowing hazelnut fair complexion, shy but lightning-like gaze with lowered eyelids, thin delicate killer lips made the boys looking at me have to adjust their penis inside their pants.

After a few days, seeing the sway of my waist, the way I walked and the beautiful shining bindi on my forehead, sometimes some naughty boys would also sing that song.

No bangles,

No pearl necklace,

No makeup

Still you are so beautiful…

Along with that, they wanted to hear it from me.

You are my Dilbar…

But instead of saying anything like this, I used to pretend to be angry and walk away. To be honest, my pussy used to get wet because of their teasing, but I can’t waste my youth just like that!

But now I started applying kajal to stop their songs. This stopped their songs… but now they became even more crazy about me. Because of my intoxicating eyes, they named me Mriganayani, which they used to call me when I was not around.

Whether it is a beautiful girl, simple or naughty, everyone is in a bad condition on the first day of college. Fear of studies, fear of ragging, unfamiliar environment… it takes some time to understand all this. On the first day of college, we three friends were moving slowly with this hesitation.

One day suddenly three boys and two girls stood in front of us and started staring at us. Manu and I started getting a little scared and Parmeet started getting angry. But Manu pressed Parmeet's hand and signaled him to keep quiet.

After staring for a few moments, one of the girls, who was in a very modern style, said- Come on, quickly give your introduction.

As soon as she said this, we got a little more scared, but a smile spread on all their lips. We stood there silently for some time.

Then the girl's harsh voice hit our ears again- Do you give a direct introduction or should I tell you how ragging happens?

Manu started giving her introduction fearfully and the girl doing ragging's smile became even more shameless. After Manu, I was also planning to give my introduction, but it was not easy to give an introduction, because those people were also making fun by saying something in between.

Manu's introduction was not even completed when a voice came from behind us- Why, what is happening there?

All three of us turned around expecting it to be a teacher and their faces were already towards that voice. Now in a few moments the girl who was calling us had come close to us. She was not a teacher but was our senior during our school days. She was in the second year of this college but still she had become a senior due to her attitude.

Anyway We had nothing to do with him, we just wanted to get rid of those people. The name of that senior of ours was Komal.

Those people told Komal - just like everyone gets introduced, similarly he is also getting introduced.

On this Komal came near and said - he is my acquaintance, whatever introduction you want to get from him, take it from me.

After saying this she proceeded towards our class, all those people could not say anything. Komal asked us to come with her, we also joined her without wasting any time. We knew each other, but we did not have any special relationship. But in such times even a little acquaintance was very beneficial.

By the way Komal's such behavior was a bit surprising to us too... because Parmeet and Komal had fought during school days. But now Komal's soft behavior was proving that she has forgotten the past.

Anyway we know Komal, everyone understood this and in college people started befriending us instead of troubling us.

Apart from studies, the first year of college was spent in adjusting to the environment and understanding people. But by the end of this one year, we too had completely changed. Despite being a senior, Komal had become our special friend and we had started talking frankly.

Abusing and talking about cocks and vaginas were no longer a big deal for us. Yes, I used to be a little behind in all this, but as long as Komal and Parmeet were there, our group was also called a bindaas group. We had very little friendship with boys, but we had to give lift to some of Komal's people. Especially, we had become friends with Komal's boy friends.

Now the day also came when the annual function was to be celebrated in the college. All the seniors were preparing for the function with great effort since fifteen days. Komal was also cooperating and sometimes we also helped Komal. Our hard work paid off and the annual function was celebrated in a grand manner.

That day many boys proposed to many girls, some boys were already dating girls and some poor guys were very shy.

Manu and I also got many proposals, but we laughed it off as a joke. Though we wanted to accept the proposals, we did not like the people who proposed. Parmeet also got a proposal, but the poor guy had to face a lot of ****. Maybe all this was common in colleges, but for us this experience was new and fun.

Well, our best day of college had passed. After that, the next two-three days were spent in setting the arrangements and reviewing discussions, laughing and joking and calculating the expenses.

After calculating, the senior leader said that we have some money left, we can use it as we want.

So some senior students and those who helped more in the work said what to do… let's have a nice party. If some more money is needed for that, we will collect that too.

Everyone agreed to this, but the girls were also to be included, so the program was decided for the day and it was decided to bunk on college day. Because of Komal, we also got an offer to join the party and we said yes hesitantly.

All the boys and girls had come prepared for the college function, but being in college, no one had crossed the limit. But today everyone had crossed all limits. Some girls had brought clothes from home… because those clothes were only going to cover the body nominally.

The party was in the farm house of a rich senior, where apart from swimming and garden, many other facilities were available. First of all the music started. The boys started getting restless, the girls started dancing. Some girls went to their rooms and changed their clothes and those who were wearing a little bigger clothes inside, they threw off their upper clothes right there.

Only I was the one, who was feeling shy even in my jeans top, dressed properly. Because I had come to college wearing such clothes for the first time.

All the boys were looking at me only. It could have been my illusion, but as soon as I saw them, my body would start moving.

Parmeet had come in a red short skirt and a black deep neck top. Manu had chosen her clothes in capri top style. All three of us friends were looking new today.

Cooks were called separately and the farm house servants were also serving us, so we had no worries.

Everyone was busy dancing, then some people started making noise being too happy and some people ran towards a room of the farm house. Actually, the owner of that farm house, that is our rich senior, had called us by gesturing outside and that gesturing was for drinks.

All the boys and girls, except a few, started going in that direction. We were not surprised by this. We were also asked to go, but we had never drunk and neither did we have any intention of drinking, so we refused their request.

Everything was going on behind the curtains even though it was open, but after drinking, the boys and girls who were already set started meeting each other and arranging time and place.

The party continued with such fun and enjoyment, then a stall was made in the verandah and food was placed on the table. Everyone ate food with fun and then some people left for home and most of the boys and girls went for their sex program.

Finally, apart from one friend of Komal, only I, Parmeet, Manu and Komal and that rich boy whose name was Sanjay and his friend Sandeep remained in that farm house.

Dear readers, here I am stopping the talk of Geet for some time. You guys can go.

Just now Geet was telling me about her past life, I was shocked to hear the name Sandeep.

I interrupted Geet and asked her- Sandeep… Sandeep is my name!

Geet said- Why… can’t there be two people with the same name? That boy named Sandeep changed my life and to tell you the truth, I started talking to you only after knowing that your name is Sandeep.

I became quiet.

Geet started speaking again- Now don’t interrupt me, listen to the whole thing, now I am also enjoying telling it.

After dinner, that rich boy dismissed the servants and we all sat in the hall and started chatting. This hall was big, it was decorated with antique pieces and expensive paintings all around. In the middle, a brown colored sofa set was placed in a circular shape. In front of it was a tea table and we had organized our gathering here.

Just then Komal got up from the middle and took out a deck of cards and started forcing everyone to play.

On this statement of Komal, Sanjay said- I am not going to play the card game of children, cards will be dealt only if there is some money or bet, otherwise we will pass the time by gossiping.

Komal immediately agreed and said that gamblers play games of money, we want to have fun, so we play by placing bets.

I clearly refused any such game and bet and started insisting to go home early saying that it was getting late.

But everyone said that it is okay… you may not join in the game, but you can stay with us.

Then I gave my silent approval and Manu thought it better to follow my footsteps, but Komal provoked Parmeet. Even otherwise, Parmeet did not stay behind in challenging things due to her quarrelsome nature, but today's condition was that the loser will have to drink the entire bottle of beer and empty it in one go and Parmeet had accepted this condition even after having food. Whereas those who drink **** know that **** is not consumed after having food.

Now Manu and I sat near them but a little to the side and everyone else sat in a circle except us. I don't know which card game they were playing... but the first round of the game lasted for about thirty minutes. I didn't know its rules and regulations, so we didn't pay much attention. But their talks and fun were becoming vulgar and obscene.

Apart from Manu and me, there was one more person there who was well-mannered and that was Sandeep. There was a smile on his lips and his sidelong glance full of love was fixed on me.

I don't know whether I was losing my heart or not, but I definitely know that in the end Parmeet lost the game of cards and as soon as he lost, Komal placed a bottle of beer in front of Parmeet. Manu and I signalled Parmeet not to drink beer, but it was too late for any refusal.

Parmeet, who looked beautiful and stunning in a black top and red skirt, was now looking like a complete drunkard. She emptied the entire bottle of beer in one go and during this time some beer started flowing from her mouth, her fair cheeks, her neck, her low-cut top and started wetting her fleshy and voluptuous curves. Seeing her in this condition, Sanjay's penis started getting erect. Why only Sanjay… at that time no man could control himself.

Then I saw that Sanjay was licking his lips with his tongue as if he had found his prey. He also signalled something to Komal and Komal nodded her head in yes while avoiding eye contact.

On the other hand, Parmeet said in excitement as soon as he finished the beer - Oye, this was the only condition, this was a child's work. If you had placed some adult-like bets, it would have been fun.

Parmeet had never drunk beer before, we knew that she was saying all these things out of frustration of defeat.

In response to Parmeet's challenge, Komal said- Stop bragging too much… you don't have the courage to take on a challenge from adults.

Parmeet got even more angry at this and said in anger- Hey, tell me… what do you want to do, I will show you right now.

A mean smile spread on Komal's face… and she immediately said- If you have so much courage… then come and suck my cock and drink its juice in front of everyone.

Parmeet was shocked at Komal's words and Manu and I were stunned. I immediately went to Parmeet and asked him not to listen.

But beer was increasing its hold on Parmeet every moment and Komal had probably hatched a bigger conspiracy than Shakuni.

Komal again reprimanded him- Go Parmeet, go… listen to your friends, you don't have the courage to take the challenge of adults yet.

Parmeet got furious on this. She said- Whose cock's water do you want to drink, I am ready. Today you should also know that Parmeet is a true Sardarni and Sardarni does not back down from any challenge.

Parmeet was a Sardarni, whether it was beauty or courage, she was ahead in all things.

Then Komal said- think once again… if you deny it later or accuse us of ****, then don't take the challenge.

On this Parmeet again showed her anger and said- I have said it, so be it… I am not going to back down, yes if you are not getting someone to suck your cock, then you can back off.

Komal again spread a sharp smile on her lips and said- the penis is present in front of you… and saying this she moved a little and stroked Sanjay's erect penis from above.

She said to Sanjay- why Sanjay, do you have any objection?

To this Sanjay also replied without wasting time- what goodness and why are you asking… if you want then all of you girls can suck my penis together.

To this Komal said- right now you are not doing anything. "Um, let Parmeet suck your cock only... anyway, your cock is getting hard only for him." On hearing this, I started understanding the meaning of her gestures a while ago. I had understood that all this was not happening suddenly, it was a pre-planned conspiracy. I asked Parmeet to back off once again, but Parmeet was already under the influence of beer and it was impossible for the Sardarni to back out from her challenge. Now all the people sitting there became silent spectators. Sanjay moved a little forward on the sofa and sat down. Komal sat on her knees in front of him and made Parmeet sit in front of her in such a way that she could suck the cock easily. Now Komal started opening the zip of Sanjay's pants and Komal's friend, who was silent till now, started clapping. Manu and I were in a bad condition, although our pussies had also started tingling. We had never seen a man's cock so closely till date. The zip of the pants started sliding down and our heartbeats started increasing.

Then as soon as the zip was down, Komal put her hand inside and took out Sanjay's penis. Parmeet felt as if he had found heaven on the pretext of the bet and our eyes were wide open.

Parmeet held that half erect penis in her hands, seeing this Komal started clapping with her friend. Parmeet started caressing that dark big penis with her hands. Manu and I were trying to show that we were not looking there, but our eyes were not moving away from there.