Hi, that is Aryan Khanna back with my encounter with a hot Bengali lady. I am from Kolkata. You can read
This happened when I met a smoking hot Bengali lady in Digha (WB). I was on vacation with my friends in Digha. I saw this hot lady in the same hotel with her family. Her height is around 5′ 5″, has fair, silky smooth skin. She was dressed in a kurti and leggings.
We were chilling out in the pool when we had eye contact. I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was standing on her balcony on the upper floor. We exchanged smiles. I kept enjoying myself with my friends, but I constantly thought of having her in my arms.
Later that day, we met on the beach. But I maintained distance as it could’ve spoiled everything. At night we went for dinner in the restaurant. She wasn’t there. I thought maybe they ordered food in the room itself. But still, I killed some time waiting for her.
Finally, after a wait of 10-15 minutes, she appeared with her husband and kid. That was when I got a closer look at her. I was delighted to see her. She had perfect curves and a sweet face like most Bengali ladies. I must say, a majority of Bengali ladies have very charming faces irrespective of their complexion.
We were talking with our eyes. I complimented her beauty, for which she blushed. Her husband was busy on a call. Maybe it was related to work. I don’t understand why these men are so busy with their work or other things when they have such beautiful wives.
Then I asked her in sign language to meet me. She didn’t respond to it. At the time of leaving, I nodded my head to let her know where I would wait for her. After around 5 minutes, I saw her coming towards me. My heart started pounding.
I was waiting near the pool. Nobody was there because the pool remains closed at night. We sat there, and that was the first time I talked to her. I came to know that she is also from Kolkata. She is in her early 30s and got married at the age of 24.
Her husband is an IT professional. So no surprises. They have long working hours, and definitely, he doesn’t give much time to her. I asked her whether she’ll be able to come with me for a walk. She thought for a while, then nodded yes.
We went out of that hotel and started walking on the sand. I couldn’t stop myself from complimenting her beauty, and she blushed a lot. We talked about each others’ lives. I asked her about her career. She said she started working from home after her son was born.
I asked her how many days are they staying here. She replied 5 days. We were going to leave in 2 days. But I extended my booking in the hotel. Before she could start receiving calls from her husband, I thought maybe we could continue our conversation the following day.
We entered the hotel. I asked for her number. She smiled and gave me her number. I was super excited. Then we bid each other good night and went to our respective rooms.
The next morning when I woke up, I thought of texting her but avoided it. I went to the restaurant downstairs for breakfast, expecting her to be there. After a wait of around half an hour, I saw her coming. I didn’t react because she was not alone.
She purposely sat close to my table. We again exchanged smiles keeping a check on her husband and kid. Then I saw my friends coming with angry faces. I looked at her, smiled, and said, “I was very hungry. That’s why I came early.” She blushed and laughed a bit.
We went to the beach and enjoyed ourselves. Later, when we went to our room, I told everything to my friends. They got excited. They said I should stay back and try my luck. In the daytime, we chatted a bit. Once I asked her what she was wearing, she said kurti and leggings.
I asked her doesn’t wear a saree. She said yes but occasionally. Then I said that I like Bengali ladies in saree. She sent a sarcastic emoji, and we continued chatting. I asked her to meet me. She said that she’d inform me when they go for dinner downstairs.
At night I was waiting eagerly for her text. Finally, I received a text from her. I went downstairs, and I was awestruck when I saw her. She was wearing a black saree with a matching sleeveless blouse. I have seen many ladies in this attire. I like to see hot women wearing it, but she was looking perfect in it.
After a few seconds, my friend pushed my chin up to close my mouth. She laughed a bit by looking at me. She figured out my fantasy as all ladies know how guys like to see their girlfriends in saree. Maybe that was the reason she wore this combination.
Again I admired her beauty in sign language. She was blushing. Some hairs were coming on her face. She took off the clutch and corrected her hair, and put it back. In this process, I got to see her wax cleaned underarms. All this while she was looking at me. I was lost in her beauty.
Then after finishing our dinner, she was looking at me. My friends went upstairs. I walked towards the main gate of the hotel, keeping eye contact with her. Then after waiting for her at the backside of the hotel on the sand for 10 minutes, she came.
She was smiling all the way, walking towards me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I was lost in her beauty. Then we started walking on the sand. She said she was feeling very shy as many people were ogling at her. But she looked even more beautiful while blushing.
That night we spent some more time than the previous night. I said that she must be getting late or else her husband may get suspicious. She said no worries, and she’ll manage. I got more confident. We had some intimate talks, and I could see where it is heading.
She asked me at what time do I wake up in the morning. She gave a naughty smile and asked me to get ready by 6 o’clock. I asked about her husband. She giggled and said that would be taken care of. I was surprised by such an answer but felt good at the same time.
Then we bid each other good night and proceeded to our respective rooms. I immediately went off to sleep, putting 3 alarms 5:40, 5:45, 5:50. It may sound funny, but I didn’t want to miss a chance to spend time with her. I woke up on my own before the first alarm and got ready before 6 o’clock.
Before she could text me, I walked near her room. I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be awake so early. She was wearing a t-shirt and a Capri. We decided to go to the beach. We went and enjoyed ourselves a lot on the beach. That was the first time I touched her, but not inappropriately.
Then we clicked few selfies together. I held her by her shoulder on the pretext of taking the selfies. Then we headed back to our hotel. This time we were walking hand-in-hand. Before we reached the hotel, I stopped, and she was looking confused. I held her other hand and was facing her.
We had eye contact for a few minutes. I know what you guys must be thinking. But I decided to leave it for the night as it was risky in the daytime if we got carried away. I just moved the hairs that came on her face, tucked them behind her ear, and touched her face.
We spent few minutes there and finally headed back to our respective rooms. My friends left for the station. That day we chatted a lot. We had some steamy talk, but she couldn’t give me much time as she was with her family.
Finally, it was dinner time, and my wait was over. We went downstairs, and I was shocked like hell. That day she was wearing a red saree with a matching sleeveless blouse. The blouse was more revealing than the black one. As expected, her idiot husband didn’t even care what his wife was wearing.
She kept her modesty well covered. For me, she once adjusted her saree for few seconds and then covered back. I liked this act as many eyes were ogling at her. She enjoyed my stares at her and was blushing. I gave an expression as if falling. I was mesmerized by her beauty.
I signaled her to follow me now. Then I went towards the washroom and waited for her outside the washroom where nobody could see us. She came and said mockingly that I could’ve waited for us to go out. I said I couldn’t. She was rolling the hairs on her finger.
I held her hand and said, “Please come fast. I can’t wait now.” She said, “Even I can’t wait to spend some alone time with you.” I felt so special that I wanted to hug her but controlled myself as it was very risky.
Then after dinner, we finally met at the same place. While coming to me, the front portion of her saree was between her boobs as there was nobody to see us. My heart was pounding as I saw her coming to me. She was walking like a model.
She was also looking like one. Red saree, matching sexy blouse, high heels, and a face to die for. She laughed a bit. This time I held her hand, and we started walking. That day I was flirting a lot. I even held her bare shoulder while taking a few selfies. Her skin was like butter.
Then I held her hand and pulled her towards me. My other hand was on her bare belly. We finally kissed. We were exploring each others’ mouths. It lasted for a few minutes. As soon as the kiss was over, I gave her a tight hug. We stayed in that position for quite some time. There was pin-drop silence.
After 10 minutes or so, I broke the silence. I said I’ll be waiting for her tonight. She raised her eyebrows. She said I’ll have to wait a lot for her to come. I said that’s not a problem. She said I hope your friends are gone. I said, of course. They left us alone.
She blushed and said, then let’s go because she needs to make her husband sleep early. We went to our respective rooms. I was waiting for her in my room. Each minute seemed like an hour. I knew she wouldn’t be able to come before 12. I was getting very impatient and started watching TV to kill some time.
Finally, she came at around 12:30. I already made the light dim to make her feel comfortable. To my surprise, she was in the same saree which she was wearing earlier that evening. I was thrilled. I held her hand and pulled her towards me, and our lips met. We had a passionate kiss which lasted a few minutes.
Then I carried her and lay her on the bed. She was staring at me when I came on top of her and removed her saree from her boobs. She covered her modesty with her saree and was blushing a lot. She covered her face with her hands. I gently removed her hands from her face.
I kissed her lips, then her cheeks, then her neck, then her upper chest, and slowly removed her saree again. She closed her eyes. I caressed her boobs. She was breathing heavily. I kissed her upper chest, bare belly, navel. Slowly, I started unhooking her sexy blouse.
I lifted her bra and freed her soft boobs. Her nipples were fully erect. The first thing I did was sucked her nipples for a while and pressed the other one. When I looked up, I saw she was watching my actions silently. Then I lifted her back to removed her blouse and bra completely.
Now she was upper naked in front of me. She was looking gorgeous. I entered my hand in her panty. It was soaking. She was moaning loudly. I stripped her naked. I was surprised to see her pussy was clean shaved. Her pussy was looking so cute, as if of a teenager.
Then I inserted my finger inside her pussy. I fingered fucked her for some time, and then stood in front of her. I was admiring her beauty. She was looking like an angel. Then I finally started spreading her legs. She was looking a bit nervous but didn’t stop me either.
I brought my face near her pussy and gave a long lick. Her body shivered. Then I started licking her pussy and was pressing her boobs at the same time. She was getting out of control. I finger fucked her for some time. Then I put a pillow under her ass and positioned my cock on her pussy lips.
I entered the tip of my cock in her pussy. She screamed in pain, saying it’s too thick. Her pussy was very tight. I understood she doesn’t have a good sex life. I again sucked and pressed her boobs gently. Then I lip-locked her and again entered her pussy. This time her moans were suppressed.
I gave slow and long strokes. I could see she was in pain. I took my cock out of her and was kissing her upper body, sucking her boobs. Then after some time, I entered her pussy, giving slow strokes, and gradually increased my pace. Then she started enjoying it. Now I gave hard strokes.
She was also saying, “Fuck me hard. Fuck me hard.” I fucked her for more than 10 minutes. Then she screamed and was saying, “I am cumming.” I took my cock out, and she squirted her juices on me. She was squirting for quite some time. I again entered her because I wasn’t done yet.
I kept giving her hard strokes. I said, “I am about to cum.” She said, “Cum inside me. It’s safe.” Then I gave harder strokes. She was moaning in pleasure. The whole room was filled with the sound of my strokes. Then after stroking for some more minutes, I started shooting threads of cum inside her pussy.
She was lying on the bed, exhausted. I could see the satisfaction on her face. I lay on the bed beside her and cuddled her. I just couldn’t keep my hands off her. We stayed in that position for quite some time. Then I lifted her and took her to the washroom.
There I took her under the shower and lifted a leg of her in the air. My other hand was holding her body. This is one of my favorite positions. Then I inserted my cock inside her pussy and, this time gave harder strokes. She had her arms around my shoulder. I kept fucking her in that position for a longer time.
Her beauty, body structure, attraction, and face never let me keep my hands away from her body. I must say the experience was unforgettable. I kept fucking her till she reached her second orgasm. This time I lifted her in my arms and brought her pussy under the shower.
She was squirting and screaming. Then I lip-locked her to suppress her scream. She looked very tired. But I wasn’t done yet, so I asked her to put both her legs around me and then fucked her in that position. Finally, I again came inside her. Then I bathed her and dried her.
I brought her to the bed. I couldn’t keep her away from me for a second. We slept hugging each other for a few hours. Then she woke me up with a kiss and said she needs to go back to her room. I was in no mood to let her go. I said, “Please stay for some more time.”
She smiled and said, “I believe we have 4 more days to go.” I also recalled it and was relieved. Then she got up and started getting dressed. I was watching and smiling at her. She quickly got dressed. We kissed once more and bid each other good night. Then she went away.
I was just lost in thoughts of what happened this night. It felt like a dream. I don’t remember when I fell asleep. The next day, again, we met at breakfast. We were exchanging smiles. This time she was blushing a lot. Definitely thinking about last night.
We were craving to be with each other. Although we had 4 days to go, we were not ready to wait till night. Then finally she came in the afternoon. I was delighted. I straight away grabbed her and stripped her naked. She was laughing and said that we don’t have much time so be quick.
I placed her in the bed, and this time I was rough. She also enjoyed it a lot. We had sex that night and decided to meet early morning again to go to the beach. That night I couldn’t sleep properly because of excitement. Then we woke up early and had some fun on the beach as no one was there.
Then we had a quickie in my room. We enjoyed those 5 days a lot. She used to find time for us whenever she could manage. I wanted to spend more time with her, but she couldn’t manage because of the risk of getting caught. Finally, the day came, which was the last day of our trip.
I can say those days became very special to me. The affection I have for her can’t be expressed in words. Had she been unmarried, I would have married her. Then we came back to Kolkata. We started meeting in hotels and spent some quality time together on working days for obvious reasons.
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