Disclaimer: This is a very long story and you should read it only if you like reading long stories. The full story is a bit different with different conversations, slightly longer timelines, and more real-life details. I’ve shortened it as much as I can and tightened it here to make it fun, flowing, and extra spicy for you readers, but I guess it still ended up being much longer than I expected. Names and some bits are adjusted as usual. Enjoy the heat.
Hi everyone, back with another story from the Chennai tech trenches. This one’s about my office junior who sucked me dry after playing with my emotions for weeks. Call it payback with benefits.
If you’ve been following my posts, you know about Anvita (Anvi) — my ex-GF’s sister who’s been my occasional partner-in-crime and stress-reliever until she got into a semi serious relationship with another guy. In my last story I mentioned how she helped me make a girl jealous. So this happened after Anvi broke up yet again and she was planning to move abroad as well. It was her last two weeks in Chennai and this happened right around then. We didn't hookup that time, but she helped me bag another chick who was a junior from my office. Anvi and I did end up having a fun time once more for a full weekend before her flight — she stayed with me for a couple of days in Chennai — but that’s another tale.
Let me introduce Aastha (23F at the time of the story) now who joined our company right after uni in 2024. Even though she's not in my team, she sits nearby and I've seen her occasionally. I knew her through her boyfriend Anuj who is again from another common circle. She is from Delhi and the kind of girl who turns heads without trying: sharp eyes, smooth fair milky skin, dark hair she usually ties up messily in a bun at work, and a smile that’s equal parts innocent and dangerous. She has a cute face, and hot body — perky tits, tiny waist, and a pear shaped ass that looked incredible in those office formals. We started talking more around November in 2025. It was very casual at first, then it went onto become late-night chats. That's when I learnt she’d broken up with her Anuj. I was keeping my distance because I thought she was in a committed relationship, but once I knew they broke up, we started hanging out properly — her place, my place, beaches at midnight, long drives with music blasting.
We got really close and I've slept over at her place beside her multiple times, bodies close under the same blanket, but no real moves. I was scared of the office drama that can happen. She was way out of my league also, or so I told myself, and I didn't feel like it was worth the risk. But somehow, I felt the tension was thick. She would flirt, then pull back, tell me wild stories about her hookups the very next day after she knows I was on a date. She would fuck a new guy every week, and would give me detailed descriptions that made me think she wanted to purposefully make me jealous. Even with all that she’d claim, with that smug little grin, “I don’t even like sex that much, I want something serious and a real connection.” It was bullshit. We even talked about our preferences openly — she loved it raw, loved the feeling of cum, loved being filled. I’d always hit her with “Boundaries, dude! Too much information!”, but we both knew she was getting to me. I never gave her details about my own adventures though and would always try to change the conversation from her own adventures. This went on for a few weeks.
One lazy Friday evening, I came back from office and I was on a call with Anvi. She was figuring out her travel stuff. Anvi knew about Aastha after I started complaining once I knew Anvi broke up and we got closer again. Right then, Aastha texts me, “Hey, wanna go for a drive?” I tell Anvi this and she tells me to say that I'm busy and with someone. I reply, “Bit busy today, I’m with someone.” Aastha leaves me on read, but then suddenly my phone rings. She’s calling while I’m still on with Anvi. I let it go to the busy tone. She messages again: “You’re on a call while you’re with someone?” I tell this to Anvi and she tells me, “Tell her you’re on a drive and ask if she wants to join. Let’s make her jealous.” Classic Anvi. I reply to Aastha saying this same thing. Aastha doesn’t buy it: “I don’t believe you anyways. Come, let's go. I have to meet someone tomorrow, so we have to come early”
Anvi tells me: “Come get me, we’ll go to her place together.”
I pick up Anvi. She’s looking fire — tight crop top, jeans, that confident glow. We roll up to Aastha’s apartment. She comes down and the shock on her face is priceless when she sees Anvi in the car. Anvi grins, “Hey, you didn’t believe he was with someone?” Aastha recovers fast, saves face, and hops in the back. I can guess that she's pissed she didn't get to be the passenger princess too. We drive around a bit, grab chai and Anvi and I smoke a bit too. On the way back I drop Anvi first since her place is on the way.
Once I drop her, Aastha immediately moves to the passenger seat, suddenly quiet and sulky. “I didn’t believe it… you shouldn’t have come with her.” I laugh it off. She starts complaining about her latest hookup, fishing for a reaction. I stay non-chalant. “Are you guys a thing?” she asks directly. I just smirk and keep driving. By the time we reach her place, the air is heavy.
I’m about to leave when she hits me with the sad eyes. “You aren’t coming up? I’m super bored… and I feel lonely.” I ask her "Don't you have to meet someone tomorrow?" She tells me she was planning to cancel anyways. I was still hesitant and tell her, "But you don't like me smoking in your apartment also, and your roommate is gonna be there too". She tells me her roommate is not there and I can do whatever, we'll just watch something on the TV and I can leave.
I park and go up with. I settle on the sofa, and turn on the TV to watch some random comedy movie. She disappears into her room to change and comes back in those tiny shorts no guy can resist and a small pink t-shirt. The AC cranked up cold. She grabs a blanket from her room and drapes it over herself. I ask her, "what about me?". Then she puts it on top of me. I light a cigarette as well. Around 10-15 mins of just chatting, and watching the movie, she scoots closer and tells me she's cold. I just put my arm around her. Her arm is now resting on my thighs, but in a casual way. Somehow it was more electric than usual. She keeps talking to me and redirecting the conversatio to her hookups and I just let her complain. She tells me her ex is texting her again, all guys are shit, her hookups were disappointing. I just listen as I've learnt not to ask "why don't you stop it if you don't wanna have sex anyway". While all this is happening, my hand is kind of wrapped around her waist under the blanket. She asks me if I was hooking up with Anvi and I give a honest reply that we've done it before but we're just friends now and I am helping her with some shifting stuff. She tells me, "you're such a nice guy, why can't I find someone like you". Finally, this was the last straw and I tell, “Aastha, I like you. Do you wanna do something?”
Her face lights up like a firework. “Finally, you ask the right question.”
She throws the blanket off, climbs straight onto my lap, and kisses me fiercely. Hungry. Her lips are soft, and it tasted like the Kiwi lipbalm which she uses. I kiss back hard, one hand on her neck, the other sliding up her back. The AC is freezing, so I grab the remote and switch it off without breaking the kiss. My hands explore — running down her spine, cupping her firm soft bouncy ass. One of my hands slide under her t-shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin, thumbs brushing the underside of her breasts over her bra. She moans softly into my mouth.
She takes off her t-shirt, and it was a beautiful sight. Her small, perky tits in that simple black bra looked perfect. I kiss down her neck, inhaling her natural warm fragrance. I lick and suck just above her breasts, and then I make sure to give her a nice hickey just above her breasts. I then push her back gently to kiss her stomach, tongue tracing her waist. She shivers and bites her tounge. She yanks my t-shirt off, kisses my chest, and then sucks hard on my nipples, biting just enough to make me groan. When she goes lower to my stomach, I’m too ticklish and I tell her to stop. But she continues, until I grab her hands and stop her, and she's smiling that mishevious grin which I love and hate at the same time.
Then she agrees to stop, grins wickedly, stands up, and strips off her shorts and bra. Those floral panties hug her ass beautifully. I also take off my pants and we're both just in our underwear. She turns around, sits on my lap facing away, and grinds back against my hardening cock. I kiss her neck, one hand fondling her tits, the other slipping between her thighs. She’s already soaked from what I could feel. The heat through the thin fabric is insane. After some time of me rubbing her over her panties and a little inside, she stands up. I put my fingers in my mouth to taste her and it was delicious. I tell her "I wanna eat you now".
She tells me, "Not yet", and then she kneels between my legs, kisses my bulge over my underwear, teasing me. Finally she pulls them down. My cock springs free. She looks up at me with those big eyes and takes me in her mouth — warm, wet, perfect. She licks every inch, swirls her tongue around the head, sucks my balls gently. The wet slurping kissing sounds were making me harder and I was groaning and my precum was oozing with the amazing blowjob she was giving me.
She climbs back up on me and kisses me deeply so I taste myself on her tongue, and then grinds her soaked panties against my bare cock. I flip her into missionary on the sofa, pull those panties off. Her pussy is pretty, very little hair, and glistening. I eat her out like a starving dog, my tounge circling her clit, sucking gently. I put one finger inside her, then two. She tastes sweet and salty and very addictive. Her moans fill the room and she cums once just like that, thighs shaking around my head. Then I kneel down and make her she sits on the edge of the sofa, legs over my shoulders, and devour her again until she’s whimpering.
She tells me she wants my dick inside her now, so we go into the bedroom and I ask her for a condom. She insists she wants it raw, but I make her get a condom for me. I put it on and I slide into her in missionary. She was tight, hot, and her pussy was gripping me so tight I felt I could cum then and there but I controlled myself. She groaned loud as I entered her fully and stayed in there for a few seconds making out with her so she can taste herself on my mouth. We start fucking slowly, me getting used to this tight pussy, and then I start going faster and harder. After sometime, I flip her to spooning on her side, one leg up, pounding deep while our lips are interlocked. It was almost as if passion overcame everything else in that room that night.
We switch to doggy after sometime, with my hands gripping her hips and the sight of her beautiful ass bouncing on my dick and rippling with the thrusts were too enticing for me. She was also actively pushing back, very needy with every thrust I was doing, and screaming so loud, I am still surprised her neighbours didn't complain. She used to say she was loud, but I never expected this much.
Finally, I'm ready to cum and then we switch to sitting facing each other, her riding me, arms around my neck, tits pressed to my chest. The whole time the chemistry is insane. We were sweaty, the breathing was heavy, and there was the wet sounds of us fucking. She keeps saying how much better this feels any of her recent hookups.
When I'm ready to come, she gets up and says, “I want your cum in my mouth. You’ll remember me better than that other bitch.” She makes me sit back. “One more thing… can you smoke? It’s my fantasy — blowing a guy while he smokes.”
I light a cigarette, take a deep drag. The buzz hits as she wraps those cute lips around my cock again. The feeling was unreal. I've smoked before while getting blown, but it was never this hot. She works me expertly, eyes locked on mine, taking me deep. The cigarette dangles from my lips as pleasure builds. I groan, grab her hair gently. She sucks harder, faster. I then lose it completely — thick ropes of cum shooting into her mouth. She swallows every drop, milking me dry, then licks me clean with a satisfied smile.
She climbs back onto my lap facing me, rests her head on my shoulder. Soft kisses on my lips. She whispers in my ear, “I was hoping you’d make a move sooner, you can't take hints at all”. We make out lazily for a while and then we lie down. Naked, tangled under the sheet, her body warm against mine. We fall asleep cuddling, with one of her legs on top of me.
This was the start of a fun few encounters. Office life continued normally, but now with secret smirks across the office floor.
Aastha still loves telling me her stories, but now she adds details about how much she wants me raw in her. Who knows where this goes — maybe she’ll get that raw creampie she keeps hinting at. Anyway that might be a story for another day when it happens.
If you liked this, got more stories lined up. Hope you guys enjoyed this!