I’m English – one thing i’ve noticed about Indian girls is that they get turned on if you look at them in a certain way. The first time I really discovered this was when I was looking for a necklace for a friend back home. The necklace was a little heavy and I wasn’t sure how it would look on my friend so the jeweller asked if his sister – his assistant – was of a similar build. My eyes wandered across her neck, down across her chest and took in her breasts. “Yes” I said, “my friend is a little taller and a little broader, but they’re similar.” He motioned to her to wear the necklace, which she did. Again, my eyes moved across her neck, her chest, taking in the sweep of her shoulders and drinking in her full, beautifully formed breasts. As I did so, I could see her nipples beginning to stiffen underneath the thin white top. She looked a little shy, her eyes skirted away from mine; I knew she was getting wet.I decided to take the necklace but a loose stone needed fixing – the jeweller promised to deliver the necklace later that night. I was alone in the flat and had just dressed after showering, when the doorbell rang. I opened the door – it was the jewellers sister. I asked her to come in, and left her for a moment while I went to collect the cash for the necklace.When I came back she was stood leaning back against the wall; she’d left the door open (having not been in India long I didn’t really understand why she’d done this). I moved past her and closed the door – her eyes looked at me in expectation and slight alarm. “Can I get you something to drink?” I asked, “No thankyou” she replied. I stood for a moment and cast my eyes over the full length of her.
She was in her twenties, quite tall, fit and shapely. Her dark eyes were looking at me intently – mine drifted down across her throat to her breasts. I soaked them in, enjoying their shape, watching as once again her nipples began to stiffen and push through the flimsy material. I moved a little closer to her, she looked down to my feet.I could feel the desire within her, and I began to stiffen. Without hesitation I put one hand around her waist, and gripped her hair with the other, pulling her towards me and kissing her full on the mouth. Her lips parted giving easy access to my tongue, her mouth was warm, moist, and responsive. I felt her go limp. My hand moved from her back down to her bottom, I squeezed and pulled her close so that she was left in no doubt of my own desire for her. She let out a little gasp.My lips travelled across her face, down her throat and on to her chest. I pushed up her little white top and freed her breasts. I took her into my mouth, licking and sucking, rolling my tongue around the dark brown expanse, teasing those long, hard nipples. She began to moan quite loudly, and her knees were buckling just a little. Without freeing my mouth from her breasts I pushed my hand up her skirt and felt between her legs. Her panties were soaked, she was molten with desire. I began to stroke her cunt in a circular motion, looking for her clit.She gripped my shoulders with both hands and pushed my head downwards from her breasts. I lifted her skirt and tugged her little red knickers down, revealing a generous growth of tight black hair, and a clitoris that was begging to be sucked. I lifted her left leg over my shoulder and tongued her hole, her clitoris, taking her juicy little lips into my mouth and sucking them. Her scent was delicious – much stronger than a European woman. I pushed a finger into her cunt and massaged her clit with my thumb as my tongue continued working across the whole of her parts. She pulled my face hard against her cunt, locked her thighs tight against my face, and began rubbing herself hard against me. She came. I refused to release her and licked her some more, fucking her with my tongue, fucking her with my fingers, fucking her with my thumb. She came again, and she came again.
By now she was laid on the floor, exhausted, her legs spread wide appart, skirt up around her waist, breasts exposed, her cunt hole open and waiting, and wanting. I stood above her and took my pants off. She looked at my erection and whispered “Please, no, enough” but it’s hard to be mercifull when your cock is as hard as mine was, besides, I knew she needed this as much as I did. I lifted her legs either side of my shoulders and eased myself into her. God she was hot, molten, and even as I entered her I felt her cunt convulse around me as she orgasmed again. Seven shallow strokes, just an inch or two inside her, then a full deep thrust. She gasped and cried out. Then six short, then deep, then five… She couldn’t take it, she screamed out and covered her face with her hand. “You bastard” she said “don’t stop”.I turned her over, on to all fours, and fucked her as animals fuck, driving deep into her and filling her little anus with my thumb. Then I laid her on her back and gave her some more, pounding her hot little pussy as she wrapped her legs around me and sank her nails into my back. I pulled out of her, lifted her up and positioned my tool right in front of her face. She looked at it, hesitated, then took it into her mouth, sucking, working it with one hand, while the other cupped my balls and squeezed. As I was about to cum she took me out of her mouth and wanked me hard – she wanted my cream across her breasts but such was my force that I sprayed her face and hair as well. She sank back down to the floor and I spread my semen across her breasts, ensuring her nipples had their coating.After a few minutes she washed quickly, dressed, took payment for the necklace and left. Hope you enjoyed this as much as I did
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