Job Hunting Girl

I started my IT job in Bangalore, and it was WFH. It’s an age where the body needs sex. But I had a fear of trying it as it was not on my list to go for it. So I was looking for a chatting kind of thing.

Like many of you, an app that we use for job hunting I also used and still use. At that time, I was connecting with beautiful girls and ladies. Most of the conversations did not go beyond 2–3 messages, as it was a professional app.

I was disappointed, as even though there were many beauties, I couldn’t get a single. I lost hope in that and just skipped that idea. One day, I got a connection from a girl. She was from AP. I accepted and sent a message. She replied, and the conversation started.

She works in a top MNC (you all know) in Bangalore. She was also doing WFH due to a cold. She wanted to switch jobs, so she connected with me to check openings. We had conversations about the work and job market at that time.

She had shared her resume, and I had gone through it. I was sharing her job openings whenever I found the posts. But those were absolutely wasted as she was not getting calls. One day, I asked if we could connect on WhatsApp.

She said, “Even though you had your CV and number there, you are still asking me. You are such a nice gentleman. People nowadays will be waiting for numbers to text girls, but you are not such a person.”

We exchanged numbers. She only sent the first message on WhatsApp. The conversations started with where she is from and my hometown. She is from a small village in AP with a small river nearby.

The first day of WhatsApp chat was very exciting, and all the naughty stuff was discussed.  I’m good only from the heart but not from the mind. We connected on WhatsApp on the weekend in the morning. Initially, we had a normal chat, but then my mind was asking to start the dirty stuff.

I asked if she had a boyfriend, and she replied yes. She asked mine, and I said I had. We have shared how our love stories started and the current situation. While doing this, I asked her favourite actress and actor. She said some names. I said mine.

She asked me what type of girl I like. I said a girl with a good structure, like the heroine I sent, as my favourite. She asked me to tell me more about that. I said I would love it if she had bigger boobs, even though other things are fine. She was hearing my words.

I shared some pics and continued the conversation. I sent a Miss Universe pic where she exposed her boobs. There was a mole on her left boob. I told her that, along with bigger boobs, she should have a mole like this.

She was responding like, “Oh, OK.” Then she said, “Even I have got moles. Not one or two, but many.” I was surprised and asked, “Oh, is it? How many?” She said, “I don’t have a count.” I was really excited after hearing it. I told her I wanted to see them.

She said, “You are a crazy man,” and sent me laughing emojis. I said I seriously asked. She said we would see later. I sent emojis with happy faces.

I said, “You are lucky to have those, as everyone will not have them, and your husband is very lucky.” She said, “Actually, I’m afraid because those who have more moles on the body will have more sex hunger, and it turns to affairs.”

My mind was happy hearing it was good for me then. Haha! As I got positive feedback, I thought this was the right time. I told her I wanted to ask questions, and she shouldn’t mind.

She said yes. The very next second, I asked, “Are you a virgin?” She just asked, “Do you have a telegram account? Can we connect on Telegram?” I said yes, sure.

I knew about the telegram app and had already installed it. But I never used it much and did not know the features of the app. But she is the one who taught me all its wild features. Let’s see how.

We immediately switched to Telegram from WhatsApp. She started messaging, and she said she was a virgin. I asked, “You have a BF but are still a virgin.” She said yes. She said, “We only had kisses and hugs. My bf asked many times, but I refused and didn’t agree.”

I just asked why. She said, “I didn’t want to do it before marriage. I’m sure we are not going to marry as our castes are different, and my family don’t agree either. We truly loved and couldn’t stop until marriage, so we are in touch.”

The day ended, and we said goodnight.

The next day, the conversation started with good morning and other stuff. But I was completely afraid because the job-hunting app did not have her profile. Also, WhatsApp and Telegram. I was also tense. Is this a real person? What if this is a fake person?

I asked her directly, “I wanted to see your face to make sure you were a real person.” She made a video call 5 minutes after I asked. When I received the call, I wasn’t impressed by her as she was an average girl. The call was short, not to talk but to show her face (Maybe 5–7 seconds).

After the call, she sent her pics. She asked me about her beauty, and I replied, “You are nice.” From my reply, she got to know I didn’t like her. She replied, saying not to judge a book by its cover. I was like, “What’s dabba (waste) dialogue!”

My mind was completely excited about her mole, so I asked for a picture of her mole. She said, “Hey, no pandi (meaning pig). It’s private stuff, and it’s not possible at the moment.” I said, “You are the one who made me crazy by saying you have countless moles.”

I asked one more thing. Count and tell me how many moles exactly. She said OK. She calculated and said she had 21 moles. I was like, “Wow!” I asked, “I want to see it. I don’t know. I’m very excited. Please share a pic.”

She sent a picture. In a telegram, we can send private pics or screenshots of them that cannot be saved. Also, it automatically removes after the timer is over (like 5 seconds, 10 seconds). I opened the picture with excitement.

OMG! I literally felt a current in my body. All my nerves were energised. I’m seeing a woman’s body for the first time. I saw a lot, thousands of porn, but, in reality, it was the first time. She was braless and holding her boobs and showing her moles.

I praised her very much, and she said, “That’s why I said don’t judge a book by its cover.” Her dialogue was very true. I asked, “Move those hands and show me your boobs.” She said no. I requested, “Please, please, I want to see.”

She sent me her boobs pics. Wow, amazing, perfectly stiff with very big nipples. Ah, those nipples were more than half an inch. Those nipples were calling me to suck. I said, “You are amazing. Your boobs are so perfect, stiff, and shaped. Just wow.” She was sending me kissing GIFS.

The next move, I asked, OK, let’s see other moles. She said OK. Paused the chat to capture a pic. She sent me the next pic of the mole. It was on her stomach. Wow, a flat belly. The pic was awesome. Half body pic. Her boobs and belly squeezing her boob.

She was acting like a pornstar. Of course, no faces in the pics. We sent GIFs, smooching, sucking boobs, hugs. In Telegram, the GIFS are so good. Sending those makes the chat even more exciting. I asked her next mole. This time, it was her thigh. I enjoyed the pic, praised her again, and sent some erotic GIFs.

My mind was already out of control. This time, I want to see her full body. She asked how much she could cover. My mind now wants to see her pussy. I asked for the same. I want to see your pussy. She sent. Wow, juicy, hairy. Her pussy was covered with pubic hair.

Her pussy lips were visible. I asked for zoomed pics. She sent. I could see her pussy hole with white skin. I said to her,” I want to suck your nipples, bite them, and make those boobs even bigger. I wanted to suck your pussy very hard, fingering to take all the juices and drink it.”

She was laughing and said, “You can do all those things except make my boobs bigger. I don’t want bigger boobs.”

Now it’s my turn. She asked me if I was very horny. Send me your dick’s picture. I already leaked cum in my underwear, but my tool is still in standby mode. My dick is usually very horny. He cries to sleep.

I went to the bathroom and sent her my cock pic. She started to send nude romantic GIFS and started to say, “You have a great lollipop. It’s pink at the tip. I want to suck it so hard.” She started masturbating.

I said, “It’s all yours, dear, you can suck it however you want.” She shared some GIFs where girls lick men’s balls and cock. I sent pussy licking pics. The sex chat continued for many days.

Her bf works the night shift. So, she talked with him at night and had very little chat. During the day, I satisfied her with my chats.

What next? From virtual sex to real! Stay tuned for the next part. Please share your feedback to [email protected].