It had been a long day, I’d say. Been waiting for almost an hour, for my dream sex lady. God damned, these flights never come on time. An hour late. “It better be good if it’s gonna be this late!” I thought.
After an hour more of endless people coming out of the arrival gate, she was wearing a white shirt on jeans and a small bag. She looked even prettier than in her photos. She smiled, and her eyes twinkled when she saw me. “Hi, Sonal! How was the flight?” I asked.
“Oh, it was alright. A bit tired,” she said. We hugged. I almost felt a shiver. “Do you want to have a cup of coffee?” I asked. “Maybe later, just want to get some rest,” she said. Well, without further ado, we made it to the taxi stands.
There she was with me, holding my hands inside the taxi. After months of phone sex, there she was with me finally – the first real date with the brunette of my dreams. I might sound like a perv, and maybe I am one.
But I wanted to tear her shirt right there and kiss her to sleep. Or maybe finger her slowly, making her release her juices and make her panty all wet. But that has to wait.
We checked in to the hotel. I ordered some coffee while she went to the bathroom to take a bath. She changed into a long t-shirt and shorts. The coffee did help, I think, because she became chirpy very soon.
“You look stunning, Sonal!” I blurted out. She smiled again. I switched on the TV. We both got on the bed, just relaxing, sensing the presence of each other in a way. After some time, she turned on her tummy and slept facing the TV. I wasn’t sure what she was watching.
But I couldn’t take my eyes off her well-rounded ass and her back. Now, this is the most difficult thing to do. Laying your hands on a girl’s naked thighs on the first date. I think the fact that we had been having phone sex for so long helped. Hell, I couldn’t wait.
I put my hands on her thighs, gently caressing the contours, as I moved up her buttocks. Think that did something to her as she let out a sigh. I then put both my hands on her ass cheeks and massaged them. “Think this will help you relax,” I said. Saying this, I pulled her shorts down.
Sonal covered her eyes and sank on the bed. I already got a big hard-on. After some gentle massage, I pushed her panty to the side and touched her pink pussy with my right thumb. “Oh maa!” Sonal let out a yelp. She was pretty moist in there.
I opened her ass cracked wider and pushed my right index finger into her pussy, slowly, inch by inch. She spread her hands out and clenched the bedsheet, closing her eyes and taking it all in. It was an amazing sight. By now, my cock was hurting to come out of my pants.
I unbuttoned my pant and pulled my cock out of my briefs with my left hand, just letting the best breath a bit. I took her left hand and put it on my rock hard cock. She still had her eyes closed, but she clasped it hard. Not moving, just clasping it, and I almost died.
I leaned forward and whispered in her ears, “You have made me so hard, Sonal!” She just sighed, “Ssss. Aapka lund mast hard hain!” I took my fingers off her drenched pussy and threw my pants and briefs off. I just get too impatient to the point that even undressing becomes more of a torment.
Then, I pulled her t-shirt off. I reached for her bra and pulled her nipples out of it. I slid over her gently, pressed my dick flat on her ass crack. I slightly turned her to the side enough to see her right nipple and licked the tip. It was standing out, hard as my dick.
I touched her nipple with my front teeth, gently biting, rolling my tongue in circles around it. Finally, taking it all inside my mouth, rolling my tongue around it, sucking it all the more slowly. “Aah, Jaanu! Keep sucking slowly, Jaanu,” she kept murmuring.
She had still not opened her eyes. But man, she was writhing in sensuous agony. Her entire body seemed to be trembling every time I suck or lick those nice taut nipples. I stopped sucking, got up, and sat beside her. She was still leaning on her side slightly. My rock hard cock was pointing towards her.
I gently turned her face towards it and asked her to open her eyes. She did that slowly, and for the first time, she saw it. A hard, venous, reddish sausage, burning with the fires of desire. Her mouth opened with wonder, and for a moment, she turned her face away from it.
“Come on, Sonal, just jerk me the way you said you would do,” I told her. She looked at it again and slowly started moving her hands up and down along the shaft. I was in heaven. My cock was getting harder. She saw what her actions were doing to me. She now sat on the bed and started jerking me good.
I wasn’t sure how long I can hold, but I didn’t want to take a chance. I stood up on the bed. Held my cock and pointed it at her mouth. I rubbed my cock all over her cheeks and lips. “Oh, babe! It feels good!” I sighed. “Suck it, babe! Suck it!” I pleaded.
We had numerous phone sex sessions where I would always end up coming in her mouth. So I think she wasn’t surprised I asked her to do it for real. But she was a bit hesitant as she hadn’t done it before. She held my cock with her left hand, smelled the muskiness, and started licking the tip.
I pushed slowly, and it went inside, just a bit. She tasted the saltiness and took it out. “Eew! It’s not good!” she said. “It’s ok, Sonal. Keep licking it, babe!” I said. She again started licking the tip. After a couple of minutes, I couldn’t wait for it anymore. I held the back of her head.
While she was licking, I pushed myself forward and pulled her head into my throbbing hardness. There was no resistance. My entire cock slid inside her mouth. She started rolling her tongue around my cock’s tip inside. The pleasure was intense. She started going to and fro on my cock like
I pushed her hair to the side and looked at her. Her eyes were closed. I could see her lips moving back and forth on my cock, glistening it with her saliva and my precum, sucking harder and harder. Her cheeks squeezing whatever juices were leaking out of my cock. It was insanely intense.
After about 10 minutes, I let her mouth go off my cock. She lay on her back and spread her legs. Her eyes begging me to fuck her. I positioned my cock on her pussy, she held it and pulled it inside. Oh, man! It was like fucking a bottle of jelly with a rubber pump clamping it from all sides, except it was better.
“Oh man!” she yelped. I moved my hands under her and held her in position while I plowed her mercilessly. Her juices were flowing down and drenching the bedsheet. I knew I was near. I increased my pace, each thrust a powerful pound, my balls hitting her ass.
Her eyes closed while she screamed in savage bliss. “Fuck me, Jaanu! Fuck me!” she screamed. And fuck I did for almost 15 minutes. My hands moved under her ass, and right before I was about to cum. I held those lovely bums tight, squeezing them, not allowing her to move even an inch.
And then I came, and came and came and came, in torrents, in gushes of lava, melting her insides. It was filling up every single inch of her pussy. “Oh man!” screamed Sonal. I could barely manage a breath. I was heaving, my heart pounding so hard. It feels incredible to be alive!
We lay in the same position, too dead to move. After some time, I moved out. And I saw the devastation of our acts. My juice was oozing out of her pussy, drenching the bedsheet even more.
She got up and saw it. “Oh! Yeh kya hua?” she said. “Don’t worry. That’s for housekeeping to handle,” We both laughed. She went to the bathroom, clad in a towel. I lay down on the bed, thinking of what other things we will do. Fulfill everything we had talked about in our phone sessions.
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