Hello friends! Let me introduce myself to all of you. My name is Nisha. I’m a 20 year old girl, born and raised in Mumbai. I come from a conservative family. I guess one of the reasons for me being such a horny nymphomaniac is the restrictions placed on me by my family. I have always been a rebel right from the beginning. Let me begin by describing my body. I am 5 2″ tall with a petite body frame of 34-24-34. I have a fair skin complexion. My brown nipples look really sexy on my fair body. My boobs are very well shaped, making every boy I come across stare at them constantly. Especially when I wear tight clothes. My tight ass also gets a fair amount of attention. My friends say that my body shape is pretty similar to Sania Mirza. But I have straight long black hair and I am very protective about them. I also love to show off my curvy body in public. I always make it a point to wear very tight clothes wherever I go. This habit of mine made me the object of every boys sexual desires in my college in the first week itself. It was very difficult to walk around the college without hungry eyes following my boobs and ass everywhere I went. Not that I was complaining. I was enjoying every bit of it. Even the professors didn’t leave me. One professor, a dirty old man whose stories I’ll tell later, even came up to me after the class got over and told me that I can come up to him if I ever had problems in class. All this on the very first day of my college. I was a little new to all this, since I was fresh out of school and into college life. But it was all so much fun to be the new sex bomb of the college. In the first week itself, guys started coming up to me and propose to me left right and center.
I showed them attitude and rejected all of them. They followed me everywhere. Some guys were so desperate, they would take the same bus that I took after college to go home, just to get close to me. In the evenings, when I took the bus to go home, it was usually packed and most of the times, I went standing. So these boys who followed me would stand besides me in the bus and squeeze me and touch me every time the bus gave a jerk. If I ever got a place to sit, they would stand somewhere close to me, so that they could peek down, hoping to get a glimpse of my cleavage through my top. These boys can be so horny at times. One day I wore a skirt to college. That day, all the cell phones with cameras were busy throughout the college. All boys were taking pictures of my creamy white legs. One of my friends, Richa, who I had met on the first day of college told me she saw some boys even taking videos of me from behind when I walked and my skirt swayed. Some boys even came up to me and told me that I looked very sexy that day. I just ignored and walked away. But I could notice the bulges in their pants. I took a rickshaw back home that day, not willing to take the risk of going in the bus wearing such a skirt. That night, I played with my pussy so much, thinking of how the boys of my college would be shagging their cocks in the night, thinking of me. All this attention was making me very horny day by day.
I couldn’t control myself. Pretty soon, I started dating. Every week or two I would change my boyfriends. I hated being with one guy for a long time. I would break up with them, giving them reasons like family problems, studies, etc. But I used to take full advantage of them also. I only dated rich boys. So I got to ride in expensive cars and got expensive gifts. When I used to go on dates, I would let them touch my body. I used to go with them to the theaters where a flop movie would be playing so that the theater would be empty. We would kiss and play throughout the movie. I would let them put their hands in my top, my skirts, everywhere. I put my hand in their pants and squeezed their lunds. One day, when the theater was completely empty, me and my then boyfriend, Sushil started making out heavily. We got so wild that I pulled his cock out of his pants and started playing with it. I did some nakhra’s in the beginning but then slowly took his cock in mouth and gave him a wild blowjob. Within a few minutes he started cumming all over my face. That night, when I went home I played with my pussy for one hour. It had been 2 months in college now and I was already done with 5 boyfriends. There were times when I would be dating 2-3 boys at the same time, without them even knowing about each other. The rich boys started taking me to their houses when their parents were busy on meetings or parties. On Monday I was warming Tushar’s bed, on Tuesday I was getting naughty in Rajit’s bedroom, and on Wednesday I would be naked in Sujit’s bathtub (with him of course). Richa who was only friend, knew all this. I would meet her daily and tell her my hot stories. She loved listening to them. But she was the seedhi saadhi types. She had one boyfriend since the beginning of the college. And here I was, becoming the biggest nympho of the college.
The following incident happened during the annual day function practice of our college. I was participating in a dance item for the annual day. I was going to dance on the song “Ishq Samundar” along with a guy called Suhas. I wasn’t aware of this at that time, but I had caught the attention of Bobby. Bobby was the biggest gunda of the college. His real name was Bhaskar. But people called him Bobby because he claimed that he had seen the movie “Bobby” starring dimple kapadia a 100 times and shagged every time Dimple showed her hot thighs in the film. He was not a student of the college but was always hanging around our campus. He was active in college politics, getting his friends elected and had been to jail many times. He lived in a slum area in Vile Parle. He was muscular built, but not very good looking. I was never attracted to him. But somehow, he was very attracted to me. We used to practice late till the night after college. In the night, Suhas would drop me home on his motorbike. I would see Bobby standing outside the college with his gunda friends, but I always ignored day. One day, we were practicing after college. It was getting very late. But Suhas kept making me practice saying that the event was getting closer and we need to work harder. It was almost 11 pm. My parents were getting worried and kept calling me on the cell phone. I convinced them that I was with Suhas and was safe. My parents had met Suhas a few times so they trusted him. Finally, after some time, Suhas stopped the music and got ready to leave. I was going to the ladies room to change when Suhas stopped me.“Nisha, wait.” Said Suhas. “I have to tell you something.”
“What is it Suhas? Jaldi bolo please.” I said, feeling exhausted.
“I’m sorry Nisha. I have cheated you today.” He said, his face getting sad.
“Kya hua Suhas?” I asked ,getting worried.
“Well Nisha, I made you stay back late on purpose.” He said. “You know that Gunda Bobby? He threatened me that If I don’t do this, he’ll beat me up badly. You know how he is.”
“What??” I was shocked! “But what does he want from me?”
I kept looking at Suhas, who had no answer. Shortly, I heard footsteps outside the practice room. My heart started beating faster. It was Bobby, along with 3 of his gunda friend. Suhas looked at me, said sorry, and walked out of the room. Bobby and his friends entered. I was very scared. My body glistening in the heat. I didn’t know what to do. bobby walked close to me while his friends stood at the door. Bobby looked down at me. He was at least six feet tall. I looked so tiny and helpless in front of him. Hi eyes were roving all over my body. I was in my practice clothes, a tiny pink t-shirt and black cycling shorts.
“Darr matt.” He said in his rough tone. “Mein kuch nahi karunga.”
“Kya chaahiye tumko?” I asked, gathering all my guts.
“Wahi, jo tu roz woh sabh ameer ladko ko deti hai.” He said, laughing. “Tera nanga badan.”
“Shut up!” I literally squealed.
“Dekh ladki” He said. “Tu roz woh ameer ladko ke chotte chotte lund ke saath khelti hai. Paise ke liye na? Aaj mere lund se bhi khel le mazze ke liye.”
Saying this, he unzipped his pants. I was horrified! All this happening to me in college. I couldn’t believe it. I was too scared to scream as his friends were right there at the entrance of the room. What I saw next left me numb. His cock was out of his pants. It was at least 10 inches long, 3 inches wide, and black as a snake. The tip of his cock was already shining with his precum.
“Nisha Rani” He said grinning. “Chalo aaa karo.”
Saying this, he pushed me down on my knees with force. My eyes were fixed at his cock. I was so mesmerized with his cock. By now, I had seen a dozen cocks, but nothing like this. I did not have to be forced anymore. I was ready to be this gunda’s sex toy. I looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back, knowing he had won my heart with his lund. Down on my knees, I leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock. And then slowly, opened my mouth and took that monster lund in my mouth. I soft moan escaped out of my mouth as I felt his hot cock go inside my mouth. I put my tiny hands on his large hips as I tried taking the cock deeper and deeper, feeling the salty taste of his precum. It got so hard that it slipped out of my mouth. It was all slippery and wet, dripping with my saliva. My mouth was watering with his cock inside. I slowly put it in my mouth again, slowly massaging that big lund with my soft lips. I could feel the heat in my choot as the cock slid in and out between my lips. My choot was dripping wet. Bobby was also moaning softly as I was sucking his cock. I could hear his friends whispering and chuckling among themselves. I was feeling like a complete raand, sucking bobby in the middle of the room while his friends watched me being hungry for his cock. Bobby bent down and cupped my boobs in his hands squeezing them roughly. I had never felt so slutty and used before.
His groans were getting louder. His cock was throbbing harder. I knew it was time. Soon enough, his cock erupted! He pulled his cock out of my mouth, spraying my face with globs and globs of thick hot cum. His friends were now whistling and howling as the cum splattered all over my pretty face. I was breathing heavily. His cum on my face mixing with the glistening sweat. He grabbed my hair, pulling my face close to his cock, rubbing his hot meat all over my face. Groaning as he did so. All this while my innocent eyes fixated on his rugged face. He looked down at me, smiled, and pushed me away. I went back, falling on my hands. He zipped himself up, pulled out his kerchief and threw it at me. I grabbed it and wiped my face.
“Rakh yeh kerchief apne paas.” He said, laughing. “Aaj raat ko issi se apni choot ragadna.”
His friends laughed. But I just kept looking at his face, still breathing heavily. He grabbed by wrist and pulled me up. Our eyes locked into each other.
“Nisha Rani” he said “Aaj se tu mera khilona hai. Samjhi?”
I just nodded in response.
“Mein jo bolu karna padega.” He said. “Jisse chodne bolu chodna padega.”
“Tum jo bolo Bobby” was my reply. “Bas aaj se yeh lund mera hai.” Saying this I grabbed his crotch. He laughed, pushing my hand away from his crotch. He turned around, walking away from me and out of the room. I just looked at him as he left, followed by his friend. Suhaas came in a few seconds after they all left. He was still there to drop me home. That night, I played with my pussy, using Bobby’s Kerchief. I had lots of encounters with Bobby after that as well. I’ll write about a few memorable ones with him and his friends. There were many men who came and left, fucking me hard. I’ll write about them in my future stories. You can mail me at .