First Encounters: A Night to Remember
Dive into the passionate and intimate journey of Arjun, a young college student, and his encounter with Meena, an experienced woman from his hometown. Set against the vibrant backdrop of Chennai, this story explores Arjun's first sexual experiences,
Hi everyone, I’m Arjun, a 19-year-old from Madurai, currently studying my first year of B.Com in Chennai. I moved to the city in June 2024 after my admission and started classes on 22nd July 2024. I live in a boys’ hostel while my parents stay back in Madurai.
This story is about my real-life sexual encounter with Meena, who works as an assistant in a dentist’s clinic in Chennai. She is 27 years old and also from Madurai. Meena has an average build, dark brown skin, a 34C bust, nice round buttocks, and a little extra fat around her belly.
I have a slightly lighter brown skin tone than Meena. I’m slim and bony, not really fit but with no fat on my body. Meena is about an inch or two taller than me. I first met her a few days after moving to Chennai when I fell sick due to the change in climate.
I visited a nearby clinic, and Meena, working as an assistant, received me. She was taking temperatures and blood pressure, noting down patients’ concerns before sending them to the dentist. The moment I saw her, I was smitten. As she took my temperature, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She noticed me staring and smiled shyly.
Over the next few weeks, I started visiting the clinic more often, not just for medical reasons but to see Meena. We started chatting, and I discovered she was from Madurai too. Our conversations became flirtatious, and I couldn’t help but feel a strong attraction towards her.
One evening, after the dentist had left for the day, Meena and I were alone in the clinic. She was shutting down for the day, and I was helping her lock up. As we stood close to each other, I couldn’t resist the urge to touch her. I reached out and pulled her into a hug, feeling her body press against mine. She didn’t pull away but looked at me with a mix of surprise and curiosity.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“I can’t help it,” I replied, my voice hoarse with desire. “I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you.”
She smiled, her eyes softening. “You’re a cheeky one, aren’t you?”
I grinned, feeling a surge of confidence. “Only with you, Meena.”
She placed her hands on my chest, pushing me gently. “We shouldn’t be doing this here. Someone might see.”
I looked around, realizing she was right. “Then let’s go somewhere else,” I suggested, my heart pounding with anticipation.
Meena hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Okay, but we have to be quick. I have to be home soon.”
We locked the clinic and walked to a nearby park, finding a secluded bench under a tree. As we sat down, I pulled her close, my arms wrapping around her waist. She looked up at me, her eyes reflecting the setting sun.
“I’ve never done this before,” I confessed, my voice barely a whisper.
She smiled, her thumb brushing against my cheek. “It’s okay, I’ll guide you.”
I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a soft, tentative kiss. She responded eagerly, her lips parting to allow my tongue to explore her mouth. I could feel her body pressing against mine, and I knew I wanted more.
My hands roamed over her body, feeling her curves and the softness of her skin. She moaned softly, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer. I could feel her heart racing, matching the pounding in my chest.
I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, my hands trembling with anticipation. She helped me slip it off, revealing her lace bra. I traced the edge of her bra with my fingers, feeling her shiver under my touch. I unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the ground, and took a moment to admire her bare breasts.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire.
She blushed, her hands covering her breasts self-consciously. “Don’t be silly,” she murmured.
I gently pulled her hands away, replacing them with my own. I cupped her breasts, feeling their weight and softness. I leaned down, taking one nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. She moaned, her back arching, pressing her breast further into my mouth.
I moved my hands down to her skirt, hiking it up to reveal her thighs. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and I knew she was as eager as I was. I slipped my hand into her panties, feeling her wetness. She gasped, her hips bucking against my hand.
“Arjun,” she whispered, her voice breathless. “We should take this somewhere more private.”
I nodded, helping her stand up. We walked back to the clinic, my heart pounding with excitement. Meena locked the door behind us, and we made our way to the dentist’s office. It was a small room with a single bed, and I knew it would do just fine for our purposes.
As soon as the door was shut, I pulled Meena into my arms, kissing her passionately. Our clothes came off in a flurry of movement, and soon we were both naked, our bodies pressed tightly together. I could feel her heart racing, matching my own.
I laid her down on the bed, my body covering hers. I kissed her neck, her collarbone, and made my way down to her breasts. I took my time, exploring every inch of her body, committing it to memory. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her fingers digging into my back.
I moved lower, kissing her stomach, her hips, and finally, I settled between her legs. I looked up at her, seeing the desire in her eyes. I leaned down, taking a long lick from her entrance to her clit. She gasped, her hips bucking off the bed.
“Arjun,” she moaned, her voice breathless. “That feels so good.”
I continued to lick and suck, bringing her to the brink of orgasm before pulling back. I wanted to savor this moment, to make it last. She grabbed my hair, trying to pull me back, but I resisted, a smirk on my lips.
“Patience,” I teased, my voice husky.
She growled in frustration, but I could see the amusement in her eyes. I moved back up her body, kissing her deeply as I positioned myself at her entrance. I looked into her eyes, seeing the trust and desire reflected back at me.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
She nodded, her hands gripping my shoulders. “Yes, I’m sure. I want this, Arjun. I want you.”
I pushed into her slowly, feeling her tightness envelop me. She gasped, her nails digging into my back as I filled her completely. I stayed still for a moment, allowing her to adjust to the sensation.
“Are you okay?” I asked, concern etched on my face.
She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yes, I’m fine. You can move.”
I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers in a slow, steady rhythm. She moaned, her legs wrapping around my waist, urging me deeper. I could feel her body responding to mine, her breaths coming in short gasps.
I increased my pace, our bodies slapping together as I chased my orgasm. She met my thrusts, her moans filling the small room. I could feel her body tensing, her nails digging into my back as she neared her climax.
“Arjun,” she cried out, her body convulsing as she came. The feel of her orgasm triggered my own, and I thrust into her one last time, spilling my seed deep inside her.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I rolled off her, pulling her into my arms as we lay there, our hearts slowly returning to a normal rhythm.
“That was incredible,” she whispered, her voice soft and satisfied.
I kissed the top of her head, a contented smile on my lips. “Yes, it was. You were amazing, Meena.”
We lay there for a while, just holding each other, savoring the afterglow of our passionate encounter. Eventually, Meena sat up, looking at the time on her phone.
“I have to go,” she said, her voice reluctant. “My husband will be home soon.”
I nodded, understanding. “Let me walk you home.”
We quickly dressed and made our way out of the clinic, hand in hand. As we reached the entrance, Meena turned to me, a serious expression on her face.
“Arjun, this was a one-time thing,” she said, her voice firm. “I can’t do this again. I’m married, and I have to be faithful to my husband.”
I nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment but understanding her situation. “I get it, Meena. Thank you for giving me this experience. It meant a lot to me.”
She smiled, her eyes softening. “You’re welcome, Arjun. Just promise me you’ll be careful and protect yourself.”
I promised, and with that, she turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. That night, I returned to my hostel, my mind filled with the memories of our encounter, a smile playing on my lips as I drifted off to sleep.
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