A College Guy’s Harem – Part 2

This is a fictional story series

Tuesday

Raj bounced his leg nervously as he waited for the lecture to end. It was 4:45 pm, already 15 minutes past when it was supposed to be over. Even though it was just 15 minutes, on Tuesdays, every minute mattered. He had to stop somewhere and get home by 5 pm.

He needed to be at the coffee shop to pick up his Tuesday’s conquest: Sheena Ali. Sheena Ali was the hottest, or one of the hottest, girls in college. Everyone knew her. A face with exceptionally beautiful features. A skin tone that could be mistaken for being foreign, raven-black hair falling nearly to her lower back.

The ideal 36-24-36 figure, and a fashion sense that could rival any model. And here was Raj, just waiting for the class to finish. He had never had any problem till now, since that text message had got Sheena and him together. It was she who had first texted her one-year junior guy.

It was around 4:30 on a Tuesday when Raj’s phone pinged with an unknown number. But Sheena’s display picture read, “Hi, It’s Sheena. I want to meet you. Come by the coffee shop at 5. Don’t be late.”

Raj panicked at first, wondering why Sheena, of all people, would be texting him and whether it was a prank. So, without telling anyone, he quietly set off. He found his way to the coffee shop that was near his apartment. He reached with about 5 minutes to spare. When he entered, he had no trouble finding her.

She was sitting cross-legged, in a lovely maroon top that complemented her skin tone. A blue jeans that immaculately hugged every curve of her sexy figure, sipping on her coffee. Raj was no longer the totally shy and introverted guy who had joined the college.

He had a certain confidence with which he carried himself, but he still approached her and sat down cautiously.

Sheena started the conversation, “Glad you could make it and on time. I suppose you are wondering why I called you here, but first, did you tell anyone we are meeting?”

Raj replied, “No. Honestly, I thought it was a bit of a prank and wanted to see for myself if it really was you.”

She said, “And so what do you think?”

He replied, “Well, I’m really glad it’s not a prank and it’s really you. But now I’m confused as to why you would text me? How or why would you even have my number? I’m a bit of a nobody in this college.”

Sheena let out a small laugh and leaned in closer to him, “Well, you are not exactly a nobody. You are the guy fucking my roommate, Padma. I can tell you more in the car on the way to your apartment. Or do you want to continue to sit here and waste time?”

Even though Raj was stunned, they got into the car. He started to drive off towards his flat.

Sheena broke the silence and explained everything to him, “I know you and Padma are now regular fuck buddies and have not told anyone. I don’t care about that. It was actually Padma that led me to you. She is my roommate, and her behaviour on Monday was always a bit off.”

“Just flimsy excuses to be missing and not reachable or always coming back tired because ‘running’ or trying to hide how sore she was,” Sheena continued, “I kept asking her till she finally broke and promised not to tell anyone. She was getting ass fucked on Monday by a guy who was senior to her. By you.”

Raj was in the parking garage by now. I had pulled the car to a stop at its place when she laid down her proposition, “Raj, you aren’t bad to look at by any means. You fuck well, going by reviews. You have a place and a vehicle of your own. You can clearly keep a secret, all that I am looking for.”

Raj was not dumb to what was happening and what Sheena was alluring to, asked, “Why?”

Sheena said, “Look, I have a boyfriend and he is good and all, but he does not do what I want in bed. He is very gentle, loving and a bit vanilla, which is alright some of the time. But I need rough, abusive, degrading sex sometimes. I’ve asked him to, but he does not do it or has tried and failed. I’m hoping you can fill this little problem of mine.”

Raj was shocked by her request. He said, “How do you know I could do that? Padma and I don’t get into it like you are talking. Also, you are Sheena Ali. The Sheena Ali. What if someone finds out?”

Sheena sat back on her seat and said, “My bf and all his friends play turf football from 5 to 7 on Tuesday. Why do you think I messaged you at this time? No one will know unless you tell them. As for the rest, there is only one way to find out.”

She then undid the button of her jeans, just a little bit and got out of the car. Raj gulped nervously but followed her. Whatever was about to happen, he had no clue. But he was not going to be stupid enough to turn down the chance to have sex with Sheena Ali.

Especially, when she was willing and giving him the chance every guy in the college would have killed for. He led her into his apartment and into the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and looked at Raj seductively. Raj stood at the foot of his own bed.

He was seeing one of the hottest girls, lying down, peeling the jeans off her legs, inviting him to fuck her. He was going to move forward. But Sheena’s request and the whole reason for this situation to happen came to his mind.

And out of nowhere, with a side and confidence he had no idea existed, Raj simply commanded, “Who asked you to lie down on the bed, bitch?”

Sheena was also taken aback by this sudden change of behaviour. She smiled as she understood that Raj might actually fuck her like she wanted. She coyly got on all fours and moved across the bed to him.

Raj ordered her, “Randi, bistar se neeche utar. Ghutno par aakar, lund muh mein le.” (Whore, get down from the bed. Get on your knees and take my dick in your mouth.)

Sheena smiled even more and did as she was told. She obediently got off the bed and, on her knees, took out Raj’s cock from his pants and took it into her mouth. Her mouth stretched as she accommodated his thick cock. Raj let out a low, pleasurable moan.

This hot Muslim slut’s mouth engulfed his cock. Sheena had begun to slowly move her mouth up and down on his dick. Raj grabbed a fistful of her hair and forced her to look up at him.

He had his phone out and was recording Sheena servicing his member, “Saali, yahi teri aukat aur jagah hai. Ache se choos, rakheil!” (This is your true worth and place. Suck it well, whore!)

What a blowjob it was. Raj was amazed at Sheena’s oral skills. She flicked her tongue around his head before licking his shaft, all the way up and down, before returning to flick his head. She continued her motions, increasing in pace every time. Soon, she had taken his cock right back, deep throating his member.

Jaw wide, Sheena enthusiastically sucked him, servicing the full length of his dick. Even with all her skills, Raj had not cum, Sheena marvelled as her boyfriend would have by now. She continued to play with his dick in her mouth, fondling his balls, letting her tongue circle the base of his dick.

She was getting tired now, her mouth hurting. Raj noticed the change. He pulled her head back roughly off his cock. A thick strand of fluid, saliva mixed with precum, extends from the tip to her mouth.

“And you are done already? What a waste you are, Sheena.” Raj barked, as he looked at her, still pulling her hair back, her make-up ruined and face dishevelled, “Tujh jaisi raand se zyaada umeed thi mujhe!” (I expected better from a slut like you)

He pulled her up, using her hair and threw her roughly to the bed. Sheena landed bent over, such that only her upper body rested on the bed. Raj came up behind this hot Muslim whore’s glistening pussy. He teased his cock by rubbing it on her pussy lips.

He continued to rub it on her entrance and tease her. He coiled her long hair around his hand and forearm and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Main toh ab tujhe aise chodne waala hoon ki tu chudne layak hi nahin rahegi.” (I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will not be able to be fucked again.)

Sheena whimpered out of pure horniness, “Toh fir chod na mujhe waise saale. Main hoon hi ek chinaal jiska kaam sirf chudna hai!” (Then fuck me already! I’m nothing more than a whore whose job is to get fucked.)

Raj spanked her fair ass, hard, leaving a red handprint and said, “Chup kar saali aurat!” (Shut up, bitch!)

And with that, Raj shoved his dick straight into that tight Muslim pussy. They both let out a loud moan of pleasure as flesh filled flesh. Sheena was incredibly tight, and Raj felt massive inside her. His thick cock stretches out the walls of her pussy.

Once he was inside, leveraging his grip on her hair, Raj began to fuck Sheena mercilessly. He slammed his dick in and out of her like a machine. His flesh slapped against her, and the noise echoed throughout the room. His cock continued to ram Sheena’s incredible cunt.

He now began to go even faster, harder, and deeper into that wet pussy. His thrusting was savage, and he was trying to tear her cunt apart.

As his pace began to get crazier, Sheena was half-crying, half-moaning. But she was fully lost in pleasure as not only was Raj fucking her like crazy, he was shouting and spanking her.

“Who is a good little bitch?” spank!

“I am,” Sheena cried.

“Who is my slutty cunt?” spank!

“Me… oh god! Fuck me harder!!!” She screamed out loud.

“Who likes being fucked like a whore?” spank!

“I DO! OH, FUCKING YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Sheena squealed out in pure ecstasy as Raj’s thrusts from behind started hitting spots of pleasure she never knew existed, deep into the depths of her now well fucked, totally stretched out pussy.

As Raj continued to pump his dick into her, Sheena shrieked, “OH YES! KEEP GOING! I’M ABOUT TO CUM! I’M GONNA CUM, I’M GONNA CUM… I’M GON… I’M CUMMING!” Her whole body shivered with the intensity of her mind-blowing orgasm. Raj pulled out of her, and she slumped to the floor.

Raj was relentless. He just used this opportunity to fuck her in missionary while Sheena lay blissfully on the floor, in the wake of her orgasm. Raj fucked her for another 10 minutes before he let out a huge groan and deposited his cum into that warm, wet pussy.

He stayed inside her and pumped every last bit of his cum to cream pie the walls of her pussy. He finally pulled out, and they both got up, their love juices flowing down her milky white thighs. It was around 6:30 pm and they both began to get dressed.

Just as Sheena was about to put on her underwear, Raj ordered, “Leave it here. You aren’t ever going to need it when you are in this apartment. Understood, you slut?”

“Yes… Sir!” Sheena smiled and left behind her soft, lace panties for Raj as a trophy.

As they got into the car and before they drove off, Sheena grabbed Raj by his collar and said, “Talk to me like that outside and I’ll fuck up your life. You understand?”

Raj nodded.

“Okay, great! See you next Tuesday at 5. And you know, I get it now why Padma was always walking a bit funny on Monday.” They both chuckled as they drove off.

That’s it for this part. Do write with your feedback and reviews at [email protected]