02-03-2022, 03:11 PM
I could groggily see my date looking at me with a sense of relief as he was very wary a few minutes ago. I pulled him in for a deep kiss. It was even more passionate than I ever gave my boyfriend. While kissing my hands moved down to his crotch and touched his penis. It was still flaccid.
Then reality hit me. I was charged for another round but expecting a man in his 40's to be erect again after three discharges might be a tall task to ask. We broke the kiss and then lay on the bed for some time, reminiscing what had happened in this dingy room.
I might have fallen asleep given my tiredness so I forced my body to get up and go have a shower.
As I was washing off the semen stains, I realised something. He could have gone down on me but instead used his fingers so that he didn't have to taste his cum from my vagina. It wasn't just him. Almost every man I'd had went to great lengths to avoid tasting their cum. But for some reason they love to kiss you right after eating you, making you taste your juices. My landlord had kissed me after going down on Neha and vice versa. Maybe I should make Shrek eat his cum...
Suddenly my thoughts changed to what Neha and Shrek had been doing. I guess I needed to face them tomorrow and I wasn't sure what state she was in right now. He had definitely crossed the line now. We allowed him to access our bodies in a FWB, well a landlord with benefits, manner but he brought some other guy into this and broke the fragile trust we had. It was no longer safe to be there but still, he had the advantage as we are two young women and needed to 'protect' our honour. I needed to devise a plan to make sure he kept his mouth shut forever and punish him severely for what he did to Neha.
A creaking sound in the showerhead brought me back to reality. I realised that I needed to get out of this shithole hotel before any hypothetical raid happened. I quickly washed and dried myself.
I came out of the bathroom after I dried myself. My date had already gotten dressed. I didn't take much time to get dressed and noticed that he hadn't stolen my panty this time. Maybe one was enough for him.
Just before we left, he kissed me on my lips once again and opened the door. I used my dupatta to make myself look like a ninja and walked down the corridor.
We went to the front desk and he deposited the keys. The front desk clerk looked at us and beamed.
"Hope you had a good time," he said looking directly at me and chuckled again. He could see my face go red in the minimal part he could see. I pulled my paramour's hand and dragged him to the bike.
I sat behind him on the bike and asked him to drive to the closest bus stop which would take me to the city bus stand. Despite the trust he exhibited, I still didn't want him to follow me to my house.
He left me at an empty bus stop. He told me that he was going to delete my number but would respond if I ever called him. He then smiled and disappeared.
Only after he was out of sight, I realised that I never knew his name.
Then reality hit me. I was charged for another round but expecting a man in his 40's to be erect again after three discharges might be a tall task to ask. We broke the kiss and then lay on the bed for some time, reminiscing what had happened in this dingy room.
I might have fallen asleep given my tiredness so I forced my body to get up and go have a shower.
As I was washing off the semen stains, I realised something. He could have gone down on me but instead used his fingers so that he didn't have to taste his cum from my vagina. It wasn't just him. Almost every man I'd had went to great lengths to avoid tasting their cum. But for some reason they love to kiss you right after eating you, making you taste your juices. My landlord had kissed me after going down on Neha and vice versa. Maybe I should make Shrek eat his cum...
Suddenly my thoughts changed to what Neha and Shrek had been doing. I guess I needed to face them tomorrow and I wasn't sure what state she was in right now. He had definitely crossed the line now. We allowed him to access our bodies in a FWB, well a landlord with benefits, manner but he brought some other guy into this and broke the fragile trust we had. It was no longer safe to be there but still, he had the advantage as we are two young women and needed to 'protect' our honour. I needed to devise a plan to make sure he kept his mouth shut forever and punish him severely for what he did to Neha.
A creaking sound in the showerhead brought me back to reality. I realised that I needed to get out of this shithole hotel before any hypothetical raid happened. I quickly washed and dried myself.
I came out of the bathroom after I dried myself. My date had already gotten dressed. I didn't take much time to get dressed and noticed that he hadn't stolen my panty this time. Maybe one was enough for him.
Just before we left, he kissed me on my lips once again and opened the door. I used my dupatta to make myself look like a ninja and walked down the corridor.
We went to the front desk and he deposited the keys. The front desk clerk looked at us and beamed.
"Hope you had a good time," he said looking directly at me and chuckled again. He could see my face go red in the minimal part he could see. I pulled my paramour's hand and dragged him to the bike.
I sat behind him on the bike and asked him to drive to the closest bus stop which would take me to the city bus stand. Despite the trust he exhibited, I still didn't want him to follow me to my house.
He left me at an empty bus stop. He told me that he was going to delete my number but would respond if I ever called him. He then smiled and disappeared.
Only after he was out of sight, I realised that I never knew his name.
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