Kapil's 1st encounter

I was playing basketball during the morning. I passed the ball to Rohan who scored a basket. After a while I walked out of the court and sat on the bench nearby. I picked a packet of wafers, I tore it and ate chips. My name is Kapil, I am twenty one year old. I am an average looking, fat and lazy guy who weighs more than ninty kgs. It was Rohan who usually ask me to come with him and play basketball, otherwise I am not even interested in going out of my home. I have just written my third semester exams and thus currently I am on my vacation until my result comes. I usually stay at home. I just eat snacks, watch movies, ott and mostly porn, my favourite. Lana Rhodes, ah, my favourite.

Rohan asked me, "Hey, Kapil, don't you want to play, we are planning another game."

"Nah, I don't want to play."

"Okay, as you wish."

I was tapping my ankle on the ground, as I was bit anxious. I was waiting for a message. Soon, my phone beeped. I looked at screen and saw that the message. I smiled. I stood and walked towards my scooty. I parked my scooty outside a 3 star hotel. I walked upstairs to the first floor. I arrived near a room. I breath heavily twice and rubbed my hands. I was getting anxious. I placed my finger on the doorbell and rang the bell. Seconds later, a woman opened the door, Neha (in her mid thirties). She was wearing a black sleeveless bodycon dress.

"Hi," I said.

"Kapil?" She smilingly asked, "Come, come in."

I entered the room. She shut the door. Simran (in her early thirties) stood before a dressing table. She was wiping her hair with the towel. She was wearing a red mini one piece with white polkadots.

She asked, "Who is it?"

She turned to me.

"Oh, Kapil," she said, "come have a seat."

I sat on the bed. Neha picked up a mug having black coffee inside.

She asked, "Would you like to have something to eat, Kapil?"

"Ah, no, I just had chips."

Neha had her black coffee. Simran came to me carrying a plate of blue berries. She placed the plate in front of me.

"Try them. They are tasty."

"Thank you."

Neha said, "I am going to have bath, your carrot juice is kept there."

"I'll take it."

Neha picked up a towel and went to the bathroom. Simran removed the lid from above the glass. She picked up the glass having carrot juice. She walked towards me. Neha and Simran, both the women were fit, slim and a couple of inches taller than me. Both of them must be having a good lifestyle, diet and must be doing yoga or gymnast on regular basis. Simran sat before me on the bed and had her carrot juice.

She asked, "You have come after playing?"

"Yeah."

"What sport do you play?"

"Basketball, actually I don't love to play outer sports at all. It's just my friend, Rohan who insist to play with him."

"Okay. So, what do you like to do in leisure time?"

"Well, I like to watch movies."

"Wow? What kind of?"

"Initially I used to watch Hollywood action thrillers, but I love comedies now."

"Hangover?"

"American Pie, actually."

"Hmm," she smiled, "Stifler, right?"

"The OG character of the franchise. I admire him."

Neha came out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her body. She walked towards the dressing table. She tied her hair to form a braided ponytail.

She asked, "What you guys are talking about?"

She applied lipstick on her lips.

Simran said, "Kapil is saying, she loves American Pie movies."

"Oh, interesting."

She kept the lipstick there, turned around and came to us.

"Don't you have any girlfriend, Kapil?"

She sat beside us.

"No," I said, "Not yet."

I ate a couple of berries.

Simran asked, "Isn't there any girl in your life?"

I blushed. Neha was caressing her hair.

She said, "Come on, Kapil. Talk to us like friends."

"Yes Kapil, who is the girl?"

I took out my phone. I searched for Aashna's profile on my Instagram. I showed her profile to the two beautiful girls. Neha took my phone and looked at Aashna's photo.

"Wow!"

She gave the phone to Simran.

"Hmm, great choice, Kapil," Simran praised me.

She tap on my shoulders.

She asked, "Didn't you talk to her even once?"

"I am afraid to confess before her. She is too pretty and graceful. How can a girl like her will accept my love?"

Neha smiled, "Kapil, you look good, okay. You are honest."

Simran said, "And that's the only thing a girl wants from a boy. Just talk to her."

"Oh, thanks."

Neha said, "Enough talk now."

Simran picked up the plate and kept it on the side table. Neha and Simran stood before me. Neha removed her towel and Simran removed her one piece. My god, what a view it was. Two tall beautiful white girls were standing before me without clothes from top to bottom. My heartbeat rose. I could feel the sensation in my dick. Neha's braided ponytail was draped over her shoulder making her look more sexy than before. She placed her palms under her breasts and started juggling them that made me go hard. Simran bowed down towards me. She pulled my shorts along with my underwear. Her eyes wide opened after seeing my stiff erected dick. She pushed me back. I rested my upper body on my shoulders. Neha lay beside me on the bed facing me, resting her cheek on her palm. She started caressing my cheek and then neck. Suddenly I felt something. I looked down. Simran had her fingers wrapped around my dick and she was moving it back and forth. I couldn't understand what it was, but it felt like heaven to me. I was having the real hand job experience for the first time.

Before that I only used to imagine Aashna catering me and I used to jerk on her during midnight. Ah, Simran was good at it.