Sanjana’s Hoe Phase Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Sanjana’s Hoe Phase Ch. 02 by SparshOberoi,SparshOberoi
In Chapter 1, Sanjana, an Indian student studying in the UK is heartbroken by her long-term boyfriend Vivek. He claims she is too uptight as she doesn’t let him have sex with her. Sanjana’s friend Savni invites her out with her friends Imran and Enok.

A Pakistani and a Nigerian guy respectively. Imran is shy in front of Sanjana. But he slowly opens up to her and they have an erotic blowjob session in the player’s dressing room. But Enok has an evil plan brewing in his head for Sanjana and Savni.

Read what happens next in Sanjana’s Hoe Phase.

Chapter 2

The image of Imran’s cock in my mouth was not leaving my mind. His hot cum inside my mouth had travelled deep in my belly. I even dreamt of being in bed with him. His comment about raw energy still sent shivers down my spine. How would he be in bed? Should I lose my virginity to a Pakistani man?

Vivek hadn’t messaged or called after walking out of my dorm a week back. I saw him in college from afar but my ego didn’t let me talk to him. He had walked away. He should make the first attempt if he wants to come back.

“You should show him what he is missing,” Savni said one day. He thinks you are a boring girl with no sexual energy. Show him the raw side of you.

I started thinking about her last sentence. Show him the raw side of you.

Imran and Enok passed by me many times in college. We exchanged pleasantries but I would not wait for long. One day, Enok caught up with me alone on the campus.

“Hey Sanjana, he called. Are you free tonight?”

I was going to say no because I didn’t know where he was going with it. So I asked him the reason so as not to be rude.

“I am throwing a huge party at the community centre. As most of us have finished our exams, we want to have a final bash before parting ways.”

“Who all are attending?”

“Every single foreign student is attending–Savni, Imran, me and a bunch of others. Even Vivek and his group are coming.”

This was a good opportunity to show Vivek I don’t miss him at all. And as Savni was gonna be there I had nothing to worry about.

On the day of the party, I got dressed in a sexy black skirt and white top with a deep cleavage. I let my hair loose and wore some eye shadow to highlight my eyes.

“Mama Mia! Savni whistled as she saw me in the hallway. Someone is truly showing Vivek what he is missing.”

I smiled shyly. We entered the party hand in hand. I wished to stay close to Savni. The party was filled with unknown faces from my college. Vodka and beer were flowing from the barrel like water. The dress I had worn just about covered my buttocks. I could see all the boys ogling after me. I liked the attention I was getting. Wearing provocative clothes was new to me.

Imran fetched me a drink of green apple vodka. I gulped it in one go. A hot sensation travelled down my throat. It felt just like Imran’s hot cum.

“So what did you do in Pakistan before coming to the UK?” I asked him to make small talk.

“We have a huge farm. My whole family has been into farming for ages. My favourite pastime was having sex with girls in the back of our farm. I would take them to show the farm. Then it was just a matter of time till they fell for my looks and sweet talk.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“What did the girls say when you refused to marry them?”

“They would make a big fuss. You know as they won’t be a virgin anymore; they won’t get a good husband in the future. We have strict rules in Pakistan. My friends used to call me, a virgin breaker,” He chuckled.

“So why did you leave such a lucrative prospect and come to the UK?”

“Over the years I got fed up with Pakistani girls. I wanted to experiment,” he said winking at me.

I liked his straightforwardness. He at least didn’t hide who he was.

From the corner of my eyes, I saw Vivek and his friends enter the party. They stood in the corner and watched me socialize.

“So Sanjana, I heard you are not as innocent as you look,” Enok said patting Imran on the shoulder.

Imran had obviously boasted all about our session in the player’s dressing room.

“What did Imran tell you?” I asked. The vodka was making me confident.

“Everything,” Enok grinned.

“Did he tell you that I kissed him like this?” I asked and went close to Imran. I pulled him towards me with his collar and started kissing him passionately. He was shocked initially but then he too started kissing back. From the corner of my eye, I saw Vivek’s friends point towards me. Vivek was looking at me with shock. He knew he was the only guy I had ever kissed.

I kept making out with Imran for a few more minutes. Slowly his hands started travelling below my lower back. I arched my back due to his sexual touch. Slowly he glided them on my buttocks over my skirt. I had a small but round ass. He squeezed my ass with his big hands. I was mildly turned on.

Enok brought me another drink. I took my third vodka shot.

Irman sat down on a sofa chair. I sat on his lap with my back to him. I started grinding on his cock. His cock responded in an instant. I felt it sprung into attention.

Vivek was getting heavily drunk in the corner. His fiery eyes were watching our every move.

Imran started kissing the back of my neck. His hands moved over my boobs. He cupped them over my white top. I continued grinding on his erect cock. My vagina was on fire. Enok was supplying me with shot after shot. Savni was busy dancing with some Spanish guy. The party was in full swing. Only Vivek was sitting in the corner like a loser.

Imran slid his hand under my top. His fingers started playing with my nipples. I was grinding him like a stripper. His touch to my nipples urged me to fuck him there and then. My pussy had started to get moist. I didn’t care if all the eyes in the room were on us. Imran went on kissing me on the neck.

“Get a room you guys,” Enok commented loudly over the music.

“Should we?” Imran whispered in my ear.

I looked at Vivek. He had fire in his eyes. I loved the feeling of getting back at him. And I was turned on like anything. I nodded my approval.

Imran held my hand and guided me towards his dorm. It was situated two floors above us. He shared the room with Enok.

My heart started beating faster. Vivek wasn’t here. I was in another man’s room. That too a Muslim Pakistani. Anything could happen hereafter.

Imran smiled at me sweetly.

“Are you ok? You had a lot of vodka shots.”

“I can handle my liquor,” I said confidently. However, I didn’t feel like it.

“I have a doubt. How come a clever girl like you took admission for digital marketing and not some high-end degree? You did engineering in India, right?”

I nodded and signed.

“You know my ex, Vivek. He is in our university in the medical department. We have been together for years. When he decided to come to the UK for further studies, I got scared. I thought if we did long distance, our relationship wouldn’t last. So in haste, I decided to take admission in the first course I got into. It was the biggest mistake of my life.”

Imram nodded understandably.

“I know Vivek. I was not going to say anything. But…”

“What happened?” I asked.

“We met at a boy’s party last week. All of us were drunk out of our minds. I overheard him talking to his friends about you.”

“What did he say?” I asked eager to know.

“I don’t know if I should tell you. You won’t like it.”

“You need to tell me. Right here right now,” I said angrily. My temper was rising.

“Ok. Um. He said you guys broke up because you had the lowest sex drive he had ever seen. He even went ahead and said you are probably asexual.”

I stayed silent for a while taking in all this new information. So Vivek was badmouthing me in front of everybody. How dare he? If he had talked to me about it, I might have had sex with him. He never discussed this with me. I thought everything was going great between us.

“I am sorry you had to hear it from me,” Imran apologized sincerely.

I was a burning volcano. I wanted to get back at that bastard. I will show him my sexual energy.

I leapt from my chair and rushed towards Imran. He was sitting on the bed. I went closer to his ear and whispered,

“Show me your skills, Virgin Breaker.”

He smiled and held me at my waist. He lifted me easily and threw me on the bed. I felt a sudden excitement in my gut. He removed his shirt with one hand and came closer. His perfume filled my nostrils. It was seductive as fuck. He had a muscular body with well-built biceps and a strong chest. He must be a regular in the university gym. I moved my fingers all over his nicely built chest.

Imran came closer and started kissing my neck. I liked the touch of his rough beard. His lips moved over my neck smoothly. I had closed my eyes shut. I wanted to enjoy this feeling. My head was already dizzy with alcohol. He started licking my neck with his tongue. I held his back and dug my nails into it. He loved it.

He increased his speed and started sucking on my neck. I extended my neck in glee. His hand slowly slid underneath my top. He removed it over my head with ease. I had worn a red bra. The light was on. I had never let anyone see my boobs. But today I wanted to be wild. As he was kissing me, Imran’s hand went under my bra.

His touch to my boobs sent shivers to my body. Various juices started flowing in my pussy. He removed my bra over my head and threw it away. Then he glided his kisses from my neck to my boobs. He started with my left boob. His tongue rolled over my nipples. He bit them with his lips. His teeth were eating my boob like cake. I glided my hand to his pants. His penis was already erect and ready.

As Imran kissed my boobs, I started giving him a handjob. I loved the feel of a strong penis in my hands. Imran came to my side and we started making-out lying sideways. His hand travelled inside my pants. As his fingers touched my clit, I gave out a small moan.

“Ahh!”

He started rubbing it in a circular motion. My juices started flowing faster. I increased my speed on his cock. We both were in the groove. We had started kissing now. He bit my lips when he inserted a finger in my pussy. I moaned,

“AHH!”

He kept inserting it in and out getting my passage ready. My wet pussy was inviting his finger gladly. I was feeling varied emotions of ecstasy. I had stopped giving him a hand job. I wanted to enjoy this feeling. I lay there on the bed being finger fucked by Imran. He continued to kiss my boobs which gave me extra excitement. As soon as I was close to an orgasm, he stopped.

I looked at him pissed.

Now you are ready, he said smiling at me. He got on top of me. My heart had almost stopped. It was going to happen. His cock was fully erect. He held his cock in his hand and kept it on my clit. He rubbed it over my clit. My body contracted with his touch. He then guided it inside my pussy.

Oh my god! That feeling was unbelievable. As his cock was entering my virgin pussy, it hurt a little.

“Ouch,” I mumbled when I felt a hard pinch.

He smiled with satisfaction. I was not a virgin anymore. My seal was broken by a Pakistani cock.

With a single jerk, he entered my pussy fully.

“Ahh!” I moaned extending my neck.

Then he started fucking me. His humps were slow at first. Oh my god, I was having sex. I steadied myself by holding his back. He increased his speed as my pussy became smooth. I had started enjoying it now. His big cock was touching me on parts even I didn’t know were pleasurable. He held my legs stretched them wide and began thrusting harder.

I started moaning with excitement as Imran’s big cock fucked me.

“AHH AHH AHH!”

He held my legs up and spread my pussy wider. Then he increased his speed. Oh my god, the raw energy was in full swing. I dig my nails in his back. My tight pussy was giving him the most satisfaction. He had an aggressive expression on his face. The sophisticated gentlemen had vanished. As his speed increased, I held onto his back for a wild ride. He was pinching my boobs with his fingers.

“AHH AHH AHH!”

Now I know why people love sex so much. It was the best feeling in the whole world. His balls were hitting my pussy opening. Imran had spread my legs even wider. I didn’t know that was possible. Then he suddenly took them close and towards my stomach. It increased the pressure on my stomach.

He slowed down a little bit. He was smiling now. He removed his cock almost fully out; then inserted it completely in. This was a new feeling. Every time I felt a burst of excitement with this technique.

“AHH!” I moaned as he inserted it in my opening.

He continued doing this manoeuvre a few times. Then he held my boob with one hand and pressed it harshly.

Again he got into the groove and started fucking me rapidly. This break in the middle had made me even more horny. My pussy wanted his whole cock to keep fucking me. My juices were flowing faster. I held onto him again and closed my eyes.

“AHH AHH AHH!” I moaned with ecstasy. He continued fucking me. I was close to the ultimate orgasm. I was a prisoner and his cock was my saviour. He was close too.

“Oh my God! I am coming, I screamed. Keep fucking me, Imran! Don’t stop! AHH! My jaan. Fuck me! OH SHIT!”

“Ya Allah!” He groaned as he came and emptied all his semen inside my Indian pussy.

We both lay over each other exhausted. I had a wide smile on my face. I was not a virgin anymore. I was deflowered by a Pakistani man.

“How was it for you?” I asked Imran cautiously.

“It was good. And I know you enjoyed it too. They don’t call me a virgin breaker for anything.” He had a sly smile on his face.

I got dressed and walked out of his dorm a satisfied woman. My vagina was sore. I decided to go to my dorm instead of the party. I didn’t want to see Vivek’s face. I was too happy to spoil my mood.

Little did I know, Imran got a call after I left.

“Hey, I just saw Sanjana leave from your dorm. Did the plan work?”

“It worked like a knife through butter, Imran replied smiling. I hope you had positioned the camera in the right place.”

“The camera was placed alright, Enok replied happily. Now we have a gold mine in our hands.”

“Did you have any luck with Savni?” Imran asked.

“No man. She went back to that Spanish guy’s dorm. As if he can fuck her like I do,” Enok replied.

“Don’t worry, bro. Sanjana’s tape will help us out. Both these Indian girls don’t know what’s coming for them.”

Imran took out the hidden camera and checked that everything was recorded well. Then he entered the party in a jolly mood. It was time to boast about his erotic coupling with Vivek and the boys.

Thank you for reading. Stay tuned for Chapter 3.