Chapter 3
I woke up with a severe hangover the next day of the party. The numerous tequila shots had done me over. But, I remembered every second of the time spent on Imran's bed. My loins still felt his cock inside me. I had finally lost my virginity. And to be honest, I loved it. I didn't want to be an uptight girl anymore. I wanted to have sex and enjoy my life.
My phone pinged. It was Vivek. The message read,
"Sanjana, I don't know what you are trying to prove but I am worried about you. I saw you at the party yesterday getting cozy with Imran. I didn't know you had become so adventurous. I know we are not together anymore, but it's my duty to protect you. Imran and his friends are not good people. You don't know what they say behind your back. I would advise you to stay away from them. They are bad news. In the end, it's your decision. I just don't want you to be taken for a ride."
What a prick! I thought reading the message. He doesn't want me to have fun and make friends. Now he is jealous when he can't have me and I have made new friends. Why can't he just leave me alone?
I typed back,
"Vivek, you have no right to tell me who I should hang out with and who I shouldn't. You left me, not the other way around. Don't be a morale police now. I will hang out with anyone I want. Imran is a sensitive and fun man. I look at him as a human being and not as a Pakistani Muslim. And yes, I did lose my virginity to him yesterday. I don't regret it one bit. I am free from all your shackles."
I angrily hit send.
He didn't reply for the next few minutes. Surely he was shocked by hearing about my sex with Imran.
"Sanjana, I am glad you are enjoying your singlehood. But you have no idea what a deep hole you have dug for yourself. I hope it doesn't swallow you whole. Oh, I know pretty well how sensitive and gentle Imran is. Huh, ask him about Shehnaz. Then you will know his true nature."
I threw the phone away in frustration. But who was Shehnaz? It must be his ex or something. I decided to ask Imran when we meet next.
Imran's thoughts left my mind when I saw Savni walk out of the bathroom. She had slept over in my dorm after the party. She only had a blue towel draped on her. Her curves were well defined inside the cloth. Very little was left to the imagination.
Soon, she left nothing to the imagination when she let loose the towel. She was completely naked inside. Her big round boobs and curvy ass sent a chill down my pussy. I had never thought about my friend in a sexual way. But since yesterday, I appreciated her beauty even more.
Her long wet hair fell down to her midrib. She had a 34 D size boobs with small brown nipples. Her tummy was tight even for a curvy girl. I wanted to feel her so bad.
Then she did something I had never expected. Seeing me woken up, she rushed towards my bed. Her boobs wobbled as she ran. She had a wide smile on her face. Then she sat on my bed and moved her whole body inside my blanket.
I felt her wet naked body close to me. My heart started beating wildly. She came close to me pressing her boobs on mine. I put my hand on her back in reflex. Her juicy lips were attracting me towards her. She held the back of my neck and brought her lips onto mine.
We started kissing madly. Her after-wash hair smelled like lavender. I started fondling her nude body. I grabbed her boob and squeezed it. She liked this and began kissing me passionately. Her hand went near my shorts and she removed them in one go. We were both like burning coal. I went down and took her boob in my mouth. It was a different feeling but I was loving it. My hand went on her round ass. She had gotten rid of my panties now.
I was yearning for her touch. She was slowly moving her hand around my pussy. It was turning me on like anything. My pussy became wet. I was sucking her boob with my lips. She had started moaning.
"AHH! AHH!"
Her finger touched my clit. It sent a shiver in my body. She started massaging it gently. I moved my body closer to her.
"AHH!" I let out a moan.
Slowly she inserted a finger inside my pussy. I did the same. We began finger fucking each other. Both of us were moaning and in rhythm. She inserted a second finger inside. Her thumb was playing with my clit.
"AHH! AHH! AHH!!"
Both our moans filled the room.
Our pace increased and finally as we both climaxed together. She arched her head back in ecstasy. We both were breathing wildly for some time after we came.
I took the blanket on my face. Suddenly, I felt shy.
Savni left for her part-time job soon after. I stayed in bed. My hangover had vanished.
What a splendid 24 hours I had. First I lost my virginity and then I had a lesbian experience with my best friend.
I was about to go take a bath when my phone pinged. I had a message from Imran. I excitedly opened the chat. It was a video. I pressed download.
My eyes bulged out of my socket as the video played in front of me. I couldn't believe it. It was the video of Imran fucking me in his bedroom. It was only 1 minute long. My face was clearly visible as I enjoyed his bulky cock. Imran's face was blurred.
My breathing started to increase. Panic rose in me. What the fuck was this? Did he record us having sex? Of course, he had.
He had sent it to me himself. What if my friends and family watch this video? My life would be over.
In the next instant, I saw the video disappear. Imran had sent a disappearing message. I had no record of it.
His next message was,
"Don't worry, baby. This is just a trailer. Just some fun between friends. I am not going to show this to anyone. Let us meet tonight in my dorm. Enok and I would like to have a little more fun."
"P.S. Bring Savni too."
My hands started trembling. Imran was blackmailing me. He had recorded our sex with a hidden camera. What was I going to do? I couldn't go to the police. He would forward the video to our college group or worse, to my family members.
I began crying. I felt alone and vulnerable. I didn't have anyone to talk to. Even Vivek had broken up with me. I was totally cornered.
*
At 9.30, I left my dorm with Savni. I wore basic jeans and a top. Savni was in her usual shorts. Students stared at us as we crossed the lawn. Most eyes were on Savni's bubble butt.
"I hope they have a beer at their dorm. I am thirsty," Sanvi said.
"Hmm," I replied. I was lost in my own thoughts.
I had told her Imran and Enok had called us to their dorm for a private party. I couldn't tell her the truth. She would be pissed and I didn't want anything to hamper my chances of getting the video. I wanted to delete it as soon as I could. I wondered what Imran wanted from me.
I saw Vivek sitting in the cafeteria. He was with a girl named Kristen. A bout of jealousy crept inside me. He saw me but continued talking to the pretty British girl.
Imran's dorm door was closed as we reached.
"Where is the party? Savni asked. There seems to be no music here."
I knocked on the door with trembling hands.
Enok opened the door. His large frame covered most of the doorway.
"Welcome to our humble abode," Imran cried from the bed.
There was no one else in the room.
"Is the party here?" Savni asked.
"Party?" Enok replied.
"Yes. Didn't you say we shall have a private party just the four of us," I intervened.