🔥 Wild Car Ride with Preeti: My First Taste of Forbidden Pleasure 🔥

Let me tell you about the most intense night of my life when I was just 19. It all started on a random evening in Nashik, where I was studying engineering. I'd been scrolling through Instagram when a girl named Preeti caught my eye. She was pure temptation — fair-skinned, with piercing eyes and a mischievous smile that promised trouble. Our chats started off innocent but quickly turned deliciously dirty, and soon we were exchanging fantasies late into the night.

After a week of steamy conversations, she suggested we FaceTime. I was nervous but excited. When she appeared on the screen, my breath caught — she was even hotter than her pictures. We flirted, teased, and she openly talked about her cravings, even mentioning how her hormones were raging because of her period. It was raw, real, and impossibly sexy.

The next evening, she picked me up in her car. The moment I slid into the passenger seat, I could feel the electric tension crackling between us. She wore tight black jeans that hugged her curves like a second skin, and a pink crop top that showed off her flat stomach and the tantalizing swell of her 34-28-34 figure. Her scent — a heady mix of perfume and pure woman — filled the car, making me instantly hard.

She gave me a sly smile, noticing the bulge straining against my jeans. As she drove toward a secluded spot on the outskirts of town, her hand casually slipped onto my thigh, fingers teasing dangerously close to my growing erection.

By the time she parked under a tree, I was on fire. Without a word, she leaned over and pressed her lips to mine. The kiss was wild — desperate, messy, filled with hunger. Her tongue invaded my mouth, while her hand finally grabbed my cock through my jeans, squeezing just enough to make me groan.

I pulled her closer, my hands roaming over her tight body. Her breasts pressed against me, her hard nipples clearly poking through the thin fabric of her top. I couldn't resist — I slipped my hand under her shirt, finding her bare, soft skin, and cupped her perfect breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra. When I rolled her nipple between my fingers, she moaned into my mouth and bit my lower lip.

Panting, she broke the kiss and quickly climbed onto my lap, straddling me in the cramped car. The pressure of her ass grinding against my cock was maddening. She kissed down my neck, licking and sucking, leaving hot trails along my skin. My hands gripped her hips, guiding her to grind harder against me.

"I want to taste you," she whispered in my ear, her voice dripping with lust.

Before I could respond, she unzipped my jeans and pulled out my throbbing cock. She looked at it like it was the most delicious thing she'd ever seen. Her tongue flicked out, licking the tip teasingly, making me shudder. Then she took me deep into her mouth, her warm wetness enveloping me.

The sight of Preeti bobbing her head up and down, her hand stroking whatever she couldn't fit in her mouth, was enough to drive me insane. She made little moaning noises, vibrating around me, sending shocks of pleasure through my body. Every few seconds, she'd look up at me with those sinful eyes, her cheeks flushed, her lips stretched around my cock.

Hungry for more, she pulled her top off completely, revealing her perfect bare breasts. She pressed them around my shaft, sliding them up and down, mixing titfucking with her mouth and tongue. The wetness, the heat, the tight squeeze of her cleavage — it was heaven.

"Fuck, Preeti, I'm close," I groaned, unable to hold back anymore.

She smiled wickedly, taking me even deeper, gagging a little but loving every second of it. I exploded with a shuddering cry, filling her mouth with my cum. She swallowed every drop greedily, then licked me clean, making sure not to waste a single drop.

Afterward, she climbed back into the driver’s seat, her chest still bare, and leaned over for a slow, messy kiss, sharing my taste with me. It was dirty, intimate, and insanely hot. We sat there for a few minutes, breathing heavily, laughing, touching, not wanting the night to end.

After some playful teasing and a few more stolen kisses, she finally drove me back to my PG. As I stepped out of the car, she pulled me back for one last deep kiss and whispered, "This is just the beginning, baby. Next time, you’ll see just how wild I can get."

I stumbled inside, still dizzy from pleasure, knowing my life had just changed forever.

And trust me... that night with Preeti was only the start of our wild, unforgettable journey.