Fantasy Hotel Room Fantasies

[Hybridx]

Usha had been a single mother for the past three years, ever since her husband died in a tragic accident. She was now traveling with her son, Ravi, to visit her parents in Mumbai. They were staying at a hotel near the train station for two nights before catching their train.

On the first night, Usha was getting ready for bed when there was a knock at the door. She opened it to find a handsome young man, around 25 years old, with curly black hair and dark eyes. He introduced himself as Rohan and said he was staying in the room next door. They chatted for a bit, and Usha felt an instant attraction to him.

After tucking Ravi into bed, Usha went out onto the balcony to smoke a cigarette and think about Rohan. Her body was tingling with desire. She could hear Rohan's voice from the next balcony, and it sounded like he was talking on the phone. Usha strained to listen, and what she heard made her heart race.

"Mmm, I can't stop thinking about her," Rohan said in a low, husky voice. "She's so sexy, with those full lips and curvy figure. I want to rip off her clothes and fuck her right here on the balcony."

Usha felt a surge of heat between her legs as she imagined Rohan's hands all over her body. She slipped her hand inside her panties and started rubbing herself, wishing it was Rohan's fingers instead. She didn't notice Ravi standing at the door, watching her with wide eyes.

"Mummy, what are you doing?" Ravi asked innocently.

Usha gasped and quickly pulled her hand out of her panties. "Ravi! You startled me. I was just...itching."

Ravi tilted his head. "Who is talking about ripping clothes off and fucking? What does that mean?"

Usha blushed and stammered, "Um, well, that's just...adult talk. It doesn't mean anything."

"Oh," Ravi said. "But why were you touching yourself down there? Is that what girls do when they itch?"

Usha felt like she was going to die of embarrassment. "No, Ravi, that's not what girls do when they itch. That's something else, something private. You shouldn't ask about that."

Ravi shrugged. "Okay, Mummy. Goodnight."

Usha let out a sigh of relief as Ravi went back to bed. She finished her cigarette and went inside, trying to calm her racing heart.

The next morning, Usha ran into Rohan in the hallway outside their rooms. He looked even more handsome in the daylight, with his shirt unbuttoned at the collar. They smiled at each other shyly.

"Did you sleep well?" Rohan asked.

Usha nodded. "Yes, although Ravi woke up once and asked me some very...embarrassing questions."

Rohan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What kind of questions?"

Usha blushed. "Well, I was smoking on the balcony last night, and Ravi caught me...touching myself. He wanted to know what I was doing."

Rohan grinned mischievously. "I bet he did. And what did you tell him?"

Usha looked around to make sure Ravi wasn't nearby. "I just told him it was something private that girls do sometimes. But I couldn't help thinking about what you were saying on the phone last night. It really turned me on."

Rohan moved closer to Usha, his voice low and husky. "Did it? I couldn't stop thinking about you either. Your curves, your pouty lips...I wanted to bend you over the balcony and fuck you until you screamed."

Usha felt her knees go weak at his words. She bit her lip and looked up at him through her lashes. "Rohan, I...I don't know if we should...I have a son..."

Rohan put a finger to her lips. "Shh. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do. But I can't deny the attraction between us. Let's just see where it leads."

Usha nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. They spent the rest of the day exploring Mumbai together, with Rohan subtly flirting with her at every turn. In the evening, they went back to the hotel room, with Ravi fast asleep in one bed and Usha and Rohan in the other.

They lay facing each other on the bed, their bodies barely touching. Usha could feel the heat radiating off of Rohan's skin. She reached out and traced a finger along his jawline.

"You're so handsome," she whispered. "I haven't felt this attracted to someone in so long."

Rohan captured her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. "You're gorgeous, Usha. I've wanted you since the moment I saw you."

Usha shivered at his touch. She leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against his chest. "Rohan, I...I want you. But I'm scared. It's been so long since I've been with a man."

Rohan stroked her hair gently. "Shh, it's okay. We don't have to rush anything. Let's just take this slow."

He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. Usha melted into the kiss, savoring the feeling of his lips on hers. She deepened the kiss, running her tongue along his bottom lip. Rohan groaned and pulled her closer, his hands roaming over her curves.

They made out for a while, their hands exploring each other's bodies through their clothes. Usha could feel the heat building between her legs as Rohan kissed his way down her neck and collarbone. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest.

"Rohan," she gasped. "Please...I need more."