28-12-2021, 09:01 PM
Getting out of the bus, we began to look for a hotel. All the hotels near the bus stand were quite seedy looking and Sunitha began to look decidedly uncomfortable. I was worried that she may change her mind. At that point, all I could think of was getting her into bed and fucking her.
I suggested we go to a 5-star hotel on M. G. Road.
“Won’t it be expensive?” she asked me.
I agree it would be, but I also pointed out to her that it would be safer too. She thought it over and finally nodded. I hailed an auto and told him the name of a hotel at the end of M. G. Road. Soon we were checked in to a suite as husband and wife.
Sunitha was suitably impressed by the luxury in the room.
She checked out the bathroom as I tipped the bellboy for his help. When I closed the door and turned around, she was standing in the door frame of the bathroom. She was leaning on the door frame with her elbow – looking very sexy.
In an equally sexy voice and tone she said, “If not for anything else, at least for the money you are spending on the room, I will make sure you have the most erotic half day of your life.”
I felt my my penis stir as my mind went into a whirl.
Sunitha stood straight and langingly raised her arms over her head. As they passed behind her head, she hooked a finger in the band holding her hair and slid it off. Her hair opened out and fell tumbling over her shoulders. The best description of her hair is Dimple Kapadia’s. She stretched out upwards, her hands reaching for the top of the doorway. Her breasts pushed out against the fabric of her khameez, straining as if looking for release.
She relaxed and brought her hands back down. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her khameez. The fabric visibly relaxed over her breasts. Slowly, she peeled it away from her shoulders. I watched in fascination as her shoulders were bared to my eyes, except for the thin white elastic strap of her bra over her light brown skin. She kept sliding the khameez downwards and let it fall in a heap at her feet.
She grabbed her hair and bunched it up over her head, stretching in the process and then let it fall again. Although I wanted to see the larger picture, I found my eyes riveted on her lace covered breasts. They were so luscious and inviting. I took a step forward. She shook her head, and indicated that I was to wait where I was. But my knees were getting weak. I stepped to the side and sat down on the chair. I lit a cigarette and decided to watch the show.
Next she undid the knot holding up her salwar, and let it fall to the floor. Stepping out of it, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp holding her bra. Her bra came off, but her breasts remained covered by her hair. Slowly she knelt down and came to me on all fours. Behind her thick hair I could see her breasts swinging as she made her way towards me.
When she was directly in front of me, she got on her knees and reached for my belt. Unbuckling it, she pulled my pants off. She took my right foot and sucked and kissed each finger. She repeated that with my left foot. Lifting the foot higher, she bit on my heel, then kissed it. Sticking her tongue out, she licked up to my calf, then bit it and kissed it. She continued to lick higher, travelling up behind my knee, over my thigh and then on to my penis.
Taking my penis out of my underwear, she kissed the head gently before letting it slide in between her lips. Her lips formed a perfect O around my shaft. Then without warning, she sucked hard. I shot my load immediately. She kept her mouth around my penis, and continued to suck until my penis stopped twitching.
She let my penis slide out of her mouth.
“I’m sorry”, I whispered.
Before she spoke, she opened her mouth and showed me my cum within it. She swallowed and then she said, “Shshshsh! It’s normal. You will be hard again. I promise.”
Her voice was so unlike I had ever heard before. It wasn’t Sunitha in front of me, but a sexy woman whose only thought was pleasing her man.
She returned her mouth to my penis and right enough I was growing hard again. She kept it up until I was rigid and ready.
“You want to continue in my mouth or do you want my vagina?” she asked with a heavy, sensuous voice.
“I want to fuck you”, I told her.
She leaned back and let herself fall to the floor. That was when I realized that while she was sucking me, she had taken off her panties. She raised her legs up and putting her palms behind her knees, pulled them towards her. This left her pink, hair-covered cunt open to my.
“I’m safe. Cum inside me.”
I didnt need another invitation. I knelt between her legs and slid myself into her. Her pupils rolled up in her eyes as she let out a soft moan. I buried myself deep into her and began to rhythymically fuck her.
“Be hard”, she urged me.
I began to thrust harder and harder into her, until the room and everything in it became secondary. We were just a man and woman coupling for raw pleasure. Our sweat mingled as the heat in our bodies overcame the coolness of the airconditioner. It must have been about 15 or 20 minutes when my strength gave up and I collapsed over her. Our lips locked in a kiss.
She rolled me over, while we still kissed, and she was over me. She planted her feet on the floor and began to ride me. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the sensations she was sending through my body, but her bouncing breasts and pleasure filled eyes kept me arrested. She rode me like there was no tomorrow.
Her orgasm was fast approaching as she dug her nails into sides. I pushed her backwards and retook my position over her. I rammed hard, thrust after thrust of raw passion. Each thrust of mine was replied with a animal grunt from her.
“Oh! Yes”, she screamed and wrapped her legs around me. I slowed to a gently thrust, while I let her enjoy her orgasm. She announced each wave with a moan. Until finally she was done. I picked up the rhythm of my thrusts again.
“Give it to me in my mouth”, she pleaded. “Please darling, let me suck it out of you and taste it.”
I pulled my penis out and stood up above her. She sat up and opened her mouth. Grabbing my penis I jerked it until my sperm spilled out and onto her outstretched tongue. She kept it outstretched till I had no more to give. Then she grabbed my penis and stuck it into her mouth. She sucked it gently and in the process she swallowed this load of cum too.
We stayed in the hotel for a couple of hours more, before moving on. I am tempted to say I fucked her again, but that would be a lie. But I can tell you this much. The sex didnt end there. She sucked and played with my penis all of the time that we were there.
Our relationship too did not end there. Later that year I got her married to a man who would never question my ownership of his wife. But then let’s save that for another day.
I suggested we go to a 5-star hotel on M. G. Road.
“Won’t it be expensive?” she asked me.
I agree it would be, but I also pointed out to her that it would be safer too. She thought it over and finally nodded. I hailed an auto and told him the name of a hotel at the end of M. G. Road. Soon we were checked in to a suite as husband and wife.
Sunitha was suitably impressed by the luxury in the room.
She checked out the bathroom as I tipped the bellboy for his help. When I closed the door and turned around, she was standing in the door frame of the bathroom. She was leaning on the door frame with her elbow – looking very sexy.
In an equally sexy voice and tone she said, “If not for anything else, at least for the money you are spending on the room, I will make sure you have the most erotic half day of your life.”
I felt my my penis stir as my mind went into a whirl.
Sunitha stood straight and langingly raised her arms over her head. As they passed behind her head, she hooked a finger in the band holding her hair and slid it off. Her hair opened out and fell tumbling over her shoulders. The best description of her hair is Dimple Kapadia’s. She stretched out upwards, her hands reaching for the top of the doorway. Her breasts pushed out against the fabric of her khameez, straining as if looking for release.
She relaxed and brought her hands back down. Reaching behind her, she unzipped her khameez. The fabric visibly relaxed over her breasts. Slowly, she peeled it away from her shoulders. I watched in fascination as her shoulders were bared to my eyes, except for the thin white elastic strap of her bra over her light brown skin. She kept sliding the khameez downwards and let it fall in a heap at her feet.
She grabbed her hair and bunched it up over her head, stretching in the process and then let it fall again. Although I wanted to see the larger picture, I found my eyes riveted on her lace covered breasts. They were so luscious and inviting. I took a step forward. She shook her head, and indicated that I was to wait where I was. But my knees were getting weak. I stepped to the side and sat down on the chair. I lit a cigarette and decided to watch the show.
Next she undid the knot holding up her salwar, and let it fall to the floor. Stepping out of it, she reached behind her back and undid the clasp holding her bra. Her bra came off, but her breasts remained covered by her hair. Slowly she knelt down and came to me on all fours. Behind her thick hair I could see her breasts swinging as she made her way towards me.
When she was directly in front of me, she got on her knees and reached for my belt. Unbuckling it, she pulled my pants off. She took my right foot and sucked and kissed each finger. She repeated that with my left foot. Lifting the foot higher, she bit on my heel, then kissed it. Sticking her tongue out, she licked up to my calf, then bit it and kissed it. She continued to lick higher, travelling up behind my knee, over my thigh and then on to my penis.
Taking my penis out of my underwear, she kissed the head gently before letting it slide in between her lips. Her lips formed a perfect O around my shaft. Then without warning, she sucked hard. I shot my load immediately. She kept her mouth around my penis, and continued to suck until my penis stopped twitching.
She let my penis slide out of her mouth.
“I’m sorry”, I whispered.
Before she spoke, she opened her mouth and showed me my cum within it. She swallowed and then she said, “Shshshsh! It’s normal. You will be hard again. I promise.”
Her voice was so unlike I had ever heard before. It wasn’t Sunitha in front of me, but a sexy woman whose only thought was pleasing her man.
She returned her mouth to my penis and right enough I was growing hard again. She kept it up until I was rigid and ready.
“You want to continue in my mouth or do you want my vagina?” she asked with a heavy, sensuous voice.
“I want to fuck you”, I told her.
She leaned back and let herself fall to the floor. That was when I realized that while she was sucking me, she had taken off her panties. She raised her legs up and putting her palms behind her knees, pulled them towards her. This left her pink, hair-covered cunt open to my.
“I’m safe. Cum inside me.”
I didnt need another invitation. I knelt between her legs and slid myself into her. Her pupils rolled up in her eyes as she let out a soft moan. I buried myself deep into her and began to rhythymically fuck her.
“Be hard”, she urged me.
I began to thrust harder and harder into her, until the room and everything in it became secondary. We were just a man and woman coupling for raw pleasure. Our sweat mingled as the heat in our bodies overcame the coolness of the airconditioner. It must have been about 15 or 20 minutes when my strength gave up and I collapsed over her. Our lips locked in a kiss.
She rolled me over, while we still kissed, and she was over me. She planted her feet on the floor and began to ride me. I wanted to close my eyes and enjoy the sensations she was sending through my body, but her bouncing breasts and pleasure filled eyes kept me arrested. She rode me like there was no tomorrow.
Her orgasm was fast approaching as she dug her nails into sides. I pushed her backwards and retook my position over her. I rammed hard, thrust after thrust of raw passion. Each thrust of mine was replied with a animal grunt from her.
“Oh! Yes”, she screamed and wrapped her legs around me. I slowed to a gently thrust, while I let her enjoy her orgasm. She announced each wave with a moan. Until finally she was done. I picked up the rhythm of my thrusts again.
“Give it to me in my mouth”, she pleaded. “Please darling, let me suck it out of you and taste it.”
I pulled my penis out and stood up above her. She sat up and opened her mouth. Grabbing my penis I jerked it until my sperm spilled out and onto her outstretched tongue. She kept it outstretched till I had no more to give. Then she grabbed my penis and stuck it into her mouth. She sucked it gently and in the process she swallowed this load of cum too.
We stayed in the hotel for a couple of hours more, before moving on. I am tempted to say I fucked her again, but that would be a lie. But I can tell you this much. The sex didnt end there. She sucked and played with my penis all of the time that we were there.
Our relationship too did not end there. Later that year I got her married to a man who would never question my ownership of his wife. But then let’s save that for another day.
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