She was lost in thought as she ran her finger all around top edge of her apple cocktail glass. I was two stools to her left, in a dimly lit bar, in the middle of the afternoon, somewhere in the Park Street.
I had recently divorced and was in a state of disarray. It is impossible to iterate on the details because they are too painful. Sujoy, a classmate of mine, had invited me to spend a few days with him and his wife. He was adamant.
"I know you don't want to drive or interact with people, but it'll be beneficial to you." Have faith in me. I'd like you to meet Soma as well. You've never had the pleasure of meeting her. He bemoaned the fact that "you didn't even come to our wedding."
I grudgingly consented and informed him that I would begin the six-hour drive early the next morning. But I couldn't bear spending another night alone in the apartment, so I hurriedly packed my belongings and jumped in the car. I'm planning on driving for a while, getting drunk, staying in a hotel, and seeing Sujoy and Soma the next morning.
I came across a dhaba on the side of the road four hours later. There was nothing in the area but brush and fences. This was farmland territory. I came to a halt and entered.
I got a toothless grin from the waiter. He was a short, fat, wizened old man wearing a filthy shirt that had once been white. He was chewing on a toothpick, as expected. I placed an order for a beer.
When I took a swig, I became aware of her.
Her skin was dark, she had long, silky black hair that was somewhat wavy, large lips, and enormous satin-black eyes. Her nose was beautiful, and it was a little broad. Her skin was clear and tanned, and she wore no make-up. On her left nostril, a little gem twinkled. She was dressed in pants and a tight white t-shirt. She was petite, and her large breasts seemed out of place in comparison to her slim neck, arms, and waist. Almost.
"Hello," I said, smiling brightly.
She paid no attention to me.
"Do you come here frequently?" I gave it another shot.
"My God, is that all you've got?" Her voice was beautiful, somewhat heavy from smoking and with a subtle bihari accent.
"Excuse me, but I'm out of practice." "Can I give it another shot?" I stated.
She agreed with a smile.
"Is that the local bengali cocktail?" .. I inquired. "It smells fantastic."
"Are you any good at this?" ..
"I was married for a long time and recently divorced," I agreed. I'm not used to it. So, tell me what a good pick-up line is. "I'm sure you've heard all of them."
"That's an excellent pick-up line." "To ask a female what a decent pickup line is," she added emphatically, pointing at me. When she spoke, she had a charming habit of tilting her head to the side. Her silky black hair swayed as the shimmer shifted. She had clearly consumed a couple alcoholic beverages.
I took a step closer to her. "You're a bihari, aren't you?" "How did you end up here?"
"That's not a good line," she remarked, turning on her stool to face him. What you're saying is, "What's a nice bihari girl doing alone in a filthy dhaba in the middle of nowhere in the afternoon?"
"Who says I'm nice?" she interjected as I tried to say something.
"I think you're a good person." You have a lovely face. You're merely—" I was stuttering.
"Why are you staring at my tits when my face is up here?" With a sly shake of her finger, she snatched the conversation away. "Take a look at me." Allow me to examine your features."
I slid the stool closer to her and switched it on. My knees had moved outside of hers and were now touching hers. I noticed nipples popping out as she straightened. She was flaunting her large breasts. She has a lot of strength. She fixed her gaze on my features and nodded, as if in agreement.
"Are you married?" I inquired, tracing my finger over the spot where my wedding band used to be.
"No, I just put this on to keep guys like you at bay." I'm not one for wasting time. "Are you fond of me?"
"Of certainly," she says.
"That doesn't seem to be the case. Persuade me. She sighed, "Make me feel sexy and desirable."
I burst out laughing. "All right, I'll give it a shot." "All right, let's get started," I said. "You're a goddess," .. "Your skin is so clear, lovely, and warm," I remarked, encircling both of her hands in mine and pulling her in closer. "Can you hear the thump of my heart?" I murmured this as I drew her in closer. "Your eyes...they're so captivating." Your lips are enticing and big, and—"
"Do you want to fuck me?" ..
I was taken aback. I looked at her face to see whether she was joking, but she appeared to be waiting for an answer genuinely.
“Yes.”
"Tell me how you will do it."
"Well, I'm not going to just fuck you." I'd slowly undress you and take in the sight of you. I'd start at your feet and make my way up, kissing—"
"That's it," she declared. "Let's get going."
“Where?”
“Listen. It's your lucky day today. I'm going to let you fuck me. Because you're awkward and bashful, and the only person in the room who doesn't stink. You'll be accommodated in a hotel room. It's a good one. And you're going to drag me there and fuck the living daylights out of me. I'll scream if you make me scream. Hurt me, please. However, refrain from asking any inquiries. I'll depart after we're done, and we'll never see each other again."
I saw her wriggle her scrumptious behind as I followed her. My palms were sweaty and my heart was pounding; she'd had an effect on me.
I almost lost her because she drove so rapidly. We arrived at a highway hotel a few minutes later. I got a room, and she silently followed me. She put her hand on my crotch in the elevator.
"There's a rumbling." She gave a gentle squeeze. Even when the elevator door opened to an older couple waiting for the elevator, she kept her hand there. I was mortified, so I slapped her hand away immediately. She couldn't help but laugh.
She entered the room and walked up to the dresser, where she began to remove her earrings. She then took off her necklace. Her large breasts jiggled as she pulled her T-shirt over her head. In the mirror, I could see them clearly. They were stunning. Her breasts were full and round, and her nipples were prominent. The areoles were not particularly huge, but the nipples protruded half an inch. Her nipples and areoles had a deeper tan than the rest of her body. She got intentional and mocking when she saw I was staring at her. She was taking things slowly.
I approached her and moved close to her. I scented her hair and kissed her neck. I kissed her on the lips as I turned her to face me. Her mouth was gentle, warm, and soothing. Her tongue was sassy and dexterous. We began undressing with a sense of urgency. I nearly tripped as I removed my shoes and socks. Pants, boxers, shirt buttons ripped off... She took off her sandals and drew her pants down to her ankles. She didn't have any undergarments on. Except for a small gold anklet on her right ankle, she was fully naked.
She had a shaved head. However, the triangle surrounding her pussy was darker than the rest of her skin. Her pussy lips protruded and were gorged. I could see pink since it was swollen and split. I was half expecting her pussy to speak up and tell me to fuck her.
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With a practiced gesture, she dropped down on her knees and sucked my cock in her mouth. It vanished entirely in her mouth. She began to move back and forth before licking my balls. I could feel her sliding her tongue over them as she took each one in her mouth. She snuck up between my legs and began licking my groin.
I let out a gasp. That was the first time it had ever happened to me. It was a thrilling experience.
She returned her tongue to my cock and swirled it around. I knew I wasn't going to endure much longer.
I drew her to me. "I'll take care of you first."
"All right, lover," I say.
She sat on the bed, opened her legs, and lifted her brows at me, as if to say, "Well, what are you waiting for?"
Life can be wonderful at times.
I began at the back of her neck since it is the best area to inhale a woman's perfume, the spot where the feel and smell of hair is most seductive, and the region where I try but fail to memorize the bliss for all time. This is her true calling. I studied her features. I lightly drew my fingers over her brows and eyelashes, traced her cheekbone to her chin, and gently brushed her lips. When I gaze at her in this way, I sense amazement and beauty. And I can see her warmth, a flashing crimson warmth, in my imagination as I place my palm against her cheek and close my eyes. I took her hand in mine and pressed it against my check to feel your touch. And I inhaled the scents of toil and cooking, as well as the aroma of conquering adversity, off her palm. Slowly, I kissed the inside of her arm and then up the inside of her arm. This is where her joy lies, and I can taste it on my tongue. And I kiss the top of your shoulder and inhale the fresh air and warmth. I kiss your heart in the centre of your chest, and it beckons, so I rested my head on her bosom and heard the agony and pains, but the beat was strong and surviving, and reassuring. I was at ease.
She looked sultry in just an anklet. I drank in her naked beauty with my gaze, patiently and freely. I continued to her feet, kissing each toe independently, as well as her arch, heel, and ankle, before returning to her instep to have a better understanding of the highways she had gone and the roads where she had been lost. And I kissed up her legs to her knees, and the backs of her knees, which were slightly moist and scented like her, and I realized the burdens she had carried. And I kissed the backs of her firm thighs, and I proceeded up from the coolness of her butt to the warmth of her spine, kissing and massaging the muscles surrounding her spine and the back of her neck. I handed you over to you. And I spent a long time, with my eyes closed, kissing your face and feeling her tranquil mood via my lips, memorizing your face with my kisses. And I walked down to the center of her chest with my cheek, feeling her breast and nipple and lightly kissing it, while the other breast, now jealous, sought my attention, which I gladly gave. I kissed her from the center of her body to her navel, barely kissing her, kissing only the light down on her belly, making her shiver. And as I got lower, my kisses became more insistent. And I came to a halt at her essence, where she was completely enveloped in blackness with only one sensation, which she focused on, and she floated, and she couldn't believe how incredibly light her soul had become, and how it hovered over the universe, and in her ecstasy she took in the wonder and the appreciation of existence, and she breathed out, hard, because the sensitivity was just too tender, and she put our head back and closed our eyes tightly so you could remember
I had her now.
She yelled and shouted and screamed and screamed and screamed and She squirted in fact. That was the first time I'd ever seen a woman do something like that.
"Come up here, fuck me," she exclaimed, impatiently and forcefully. God! What school did you go to to learn how to accomplish that? Nobody has ever devoured my pussy in such a manner."
I wondered aloud how many people had attempted it.
She grabbed my arms and pinched them firmly, causing pain. With my knees, I slapped her arms away and stretched her legs further. Because that's what she wanted, I was tough now. I grabbed her by the back of the knees and dragged her closer to me.
I was already tough, and she was dripping wet, so I slipped in without assistance.
At first, I pounded her softly, savoring the velvety feel of her pussy. She began scratching and beating my back. She wanted it harsh, I got the message. So I pumped her really hard, to the point where her head was hitting the headboard.
"Do you want this, you bihari cunt?" You want things to be difficult like this."
“Yes! Yes! Fuck you, scumbag. Harder. Don't be a pussy, work harder."
I didn't last long because she had already sucked my cock and I was very aroused while licking her wonderful pussy. I pushed hard and came in like I'd never come before, grunting uncontrollably. I squirted and squirted and squirted and squirted and squirted and squir There was so much coming out of her cunt that I felt it squeeze into my balls.
My sweat was dripping down her cheeks. With a mischievous smirk, she licked the sweat from my brow gently and thoroughly.
"You're a rotten girl."
I took my time getting my cock out of her cunt, not wanting to spill any come. I sat down next to her. I inserted a finger into her cunt, then another, and a third, and began fucking her with them. I then extended my dripping fingers to her. She snatched my arm and clenched all three fingers deep in her neck.
“Mmmmmm…..”
I yanked her hair from her shoulders and yanked her head down to my gleaming cock. I lay down on my back and became comfortable, clutching her hair tightly.
"Clean that up, bitch," ..
Like a gecko lizard, she licked hungrily and urgently. She licked the insides of my thighs. She then totally swallowed my cock.
I was abrasive once more.
She slowed down, her tongue relishing the sensation of my cock. She licked my balls after swabbing my head. She crawled underneath me and licked her way all the way to my arse. She licked the inner thighs on the side. She was well-versed in the areas. I felt the warmth of her tongue wherever she licked, followed by the unexpected coolness of saliva left behind. It was a state of ecstasy.
I was once again on the verge of arriving. I took both sides of her head in my hands. While I pumped her mouth, I held her still. She looked at me, and I looked at her. With her disheveled hair and my cock in her mouth, and her eyeballs high in her eye sockets as she kept eye contact with me, she looked devilishly sexy. My stomach muscles clenched, my legs tensed, and my toes curled as I released yet another massive load. Even while I was savoring the unimaginable pleasure of release, I thought stupidly, "Where did all this come from?" I could feel her swallowing. Knowing she was swallowing added to my delight. I hadn't had a girl swallow for me in a long time. My stomach was cramping and I was struggling to breathe. I thought I had strained a muscle.
She got the most of my money. Some dribbled down the side of my cock, but it didn't get very far before being snatched up by her gecko lizard tongue.
She said loudly, "You taste so nice." “Spicy! "I'm sure you had curry recently."
I couldn't speak since I was still basking in the glow. I was just starting to relax my core muscles, but I was still breathing heavily.
With her head nuzzled in my crotch, we fell asleep like that.
I was awoken in the finest way a guy can be some time during the night. Her tongue, ever so skillful, had devoured my cock, and I could feel it.
"I require more," she stated.
She was able to get a hold of me shortly. "Fuck me in the arse, sweetheart," he says.
Who was I to disagree with him?
She went down on her hands and knees, and I yanked her ankles and commanded her to lie flat. I poked her in the cunt with a couple of fingers.
"You're a wet whore already!"
"Yes, darling," .. Now fuck my asshole and stop talking."
I lubricated her asshole with some of her cunt juice. It was snug, but not virgin, because one finger easily slipped in. Someone had obviously been there previously.
I straddled her and laid on top of her. At her back entrance, I held the head of my cock. My cock bowed at first as I pushed hard, but finally the head slipped in.
This was a new experience for me.
She screamed angrily.
"Slow down, oww."
"Do you want me to come to a halt?" I inquired.
"You son of a bitch, don't you dare!" Slowly push it in."
I wouldn't have stopped in the first place. I pushed myself. My cock slowly vanished within her ass, and it was weird to behold. I waited halfway in to give her time to adjust to the sensation.
"Oh, my ass, my ass..." she murmured, then exclaimed, "Don't you know how to fuck?" Fuck you, you worthless scumbag-"
She hid her head in the pillow and whimpered as I began pounding forcefully.
"That's fantastic," she murmured into her pillow. "Fuck me even more."
For all I was worth, I banged her. I knew I'd come in hot; this was my first anal experience, and she was tremendously seductive. Even in this vulnerable state, she exuded confidence. The scent of hair was irresistible. She cocked her head to allow me to kiss her. I was kissing her and fucking her asshole at the same time. Suddenly, my entire body clenched, including my neck, abdomen, thighs, and toes, and I shoved deep into her ass and spurted three, four, and five times.
"Oh God Oh God Oh God..." she whimpered.
With a pop, my cock slipped out of her asshole as I turned over. Her asshole was still open.
I quickly dozed off.
She was gone when I awakened. I looked around to see if she'd left a note, but she hadn't.
The rest of the journey to Sujoy's house was straightforward. I followed his instructions and was able to locate it quickly. I parked on the street and walked up the driveway with my overnight bag. Before I could knock, he opened the door. I extended my hand to him, which he shook, but then he drew me in and hugged me for a little longer than I was comfortable with. He didn't strike me as a really affectionate individual. Perhaps marriage had softened him.
He said, "Let me take your bag." "Come in and take a seat in the living room." "Would you like some coffee?"
“Sure.”
He yelled from the kitchen, "Still take it black?" I sank into a plush black leather couch.
"It's good to wear black."
He handed me the coffee mug and asked, "How have you been?"
"I would have said suicidal yesterday." I have to say "amazing" today."
"What happened?" you might wonder. he inquired, a smile on his face. "Is there something good?"
I answered, "Something extremely good."
"Tell me," he said.
"Can you tell me where Soma is?" I inquired. Before I got into the details of my escapade last night, I wanted to make sure we had privacy. He's not going to believe me, I reasoned.
"She should be home in a matter of minutes." She had gone on a business trip for a few days. She is a frequent traveler." "I keep asking her to slow down, but she's full of energy," he continued. She's a fantastic woman. In bed, however, I'm a little more conservative, if you know what I mean. We don't see each other very often because she travels a lot. And when we do, it's essentially "
I didn't think so.
"All right," I said. "Last night, I fucked this incredible girl."
"Oh yeah?" he sneered. "Who are you, yaar?"
I was just about to say anything when I heard a car horn.
"Ah, Soma's here," Sujoy exclaimed.
I heard the front door open and saw a woman with a bag enter in. I overheard her say hello honey, I'm back, I've missed you terribly, give me a kiss... In my shock, the rest slipped away.
She was the female I fucked the night before. Soma was her name. She was still dressed in her skinny pants and a tight light pink shirt.
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