Hello all,
I am Ritika. A 27 year old business woman residing in Delhi working in the fashion industry. By day, I run a successful fashion firm but by night, I turn into a high society escort working in complete secrecy. Do I do it for the money? Absolutely not. But the sexual thrill I get out of meeting with completely strangers and spending a night with them in a hotel room – that’s what really gets me off!
It is good to be back on Indian sex stories after a long time. My last story “Entering the world of escorting” was extremely well received and I thought that all you naughty boys and girls would like to read yet another story of my life. So here goes..
It is quite late. Must be past 1 AM.
I was out clubbing with my client as I provide the complete girlfriend experience to them. My service is not just about a quick fuck but an entire sexual journey to gratify the older gentlemen of South Delhi. It usually begins with meeting at a nice restaurant followed by perhaps a movie date or a bit of dancing at a club with copious amounts of alcohol to ease them into the situation. This is followed by a long night of quite possibly the best sex money can buy.
I now lie on a soft bed in a luxurious hotel in the heart of South Delhi. The room is dimly lit and steaks of light streams into the room from the slits between the curtains. The bed creaks gently as I feel my client get on top of me and slide his rather average penis inside my tight moist pussy.
My hand are over my head, tied together. I promised him that I will give him the best BDSM experience. I feel his penis slide in and out inside me. He is already losing his breath but that is expected from a man who is past his 60s. He proceeds to unbutton my tight white shirt which exposes my lacey Bordelle black bra which was visible through my shirt all evening and kept him in a state of constant turn on. Now he unclasps my front hook bra revealing my firm medium sized milky white breasts. He stares at them mesmerised. I feel his penis grow inside me. He pumps me harder and gently pinches my nipples. I pretend to moan; “aaahhhh…oh Sir, please, not so hard..it hurts”. It just turns him on even more!
Men just love being in control and I generously feed his ego. “ooohhh Sir, ooooh .. it feels soooo good. you are the best client I’ve ever had. oooooh…god…your cock is too big. Please sir, oh please, not so fast…it’s just too big.” His face begins to gleam. His confidence boosted. He gets a blindfold and covers my eyes.
Now it is dark. I continue my acting. Screaming louder, emitting sounds of pleasure and pain. But truth be told, I can barely feel his penis. It is too small compared to what I am used to and his efforts at being ‘adventurous’ in bed is just laughable. If he only knew the kind of gangbangs, extreme BDSM and orgies I indulged myself in during my college days, I am sure he would have a heart attack.
My mind wanders in the darkness, recalling my promiscuous activities during my teenage years. The face of Vivek appears in my mind.
Oh Vivek! He used my make my knees weak in school. Quite easily the hottest guy in school. Perfect at everything. Great in sports, brilliant in studies and a fine gentleman in the making. Every time I looked at him, I could only imagine his cock inside me and I would be lost in my erotic dreams during class. It was getting unbearable. I needed him to fuck me…hard!
But how?
Months pass.
Final exam came to a close and we would have a month off before class 10th started. We decided to have a massive party to celebrate all the hard work we had put in our finals. Obviously it had to be a house party since we can’t legally have alcohol at clubs . A classmate who owned a Chhattarpur farmhouse graciously took over the responsibility to organising this crazy party.
After a week of preparation was the day of the event.
School parties were always epic. One day when we would go all out and enjoy the life of an ‘adult’. The guys would get their fine fitting suits and the girls would wear the skimpiest sarees and bra cut blouse or really short evening dresses. I chose to wear a short black strapless dress which hugged my slender athletic figure and showed off my thin long legs.
9 PM the party started. There were close to 90 guests, all dazzling in their new found independence, away from the watchful eyes of their parents. I was there a but early, quite unlike the south Delhi standards where people are expected to be fashionably late.
I chit chatted with my friends, fixed myself a strong drink and lit up a cigarette. Not being a showoff here, but the guys gathered around me to start conversations and I smiled and played along. But my eyes remained steadfast at the entrance gate, awaiting eagerly to catch a glimpse of Vivek. “Where in the world is he? It is past 10!”, i impatiently wondered. And then finally i caught a glimpse of him at the entrance. Oh my! Such a sight to see. He looked dashing in his perfectly stitched pinstripe suit. I could feel my pussy instantly moisten.
Girls flocked him but i held my ground. “Don’t look desperate Ritika;” i reminded myself while i bit my lips hard to control the waves of erotic desired overcoming my body. I forced myself to act aloof. I continued my inane conversations with other boys, all trying their best to impress me with the stories of their foreign trips and dropping hints of their fathers’ wealth. How typical and such a turn off!
Perhaps it was sheer luck that suddenly a storm started followed by a torrential downpour which had us running for cover.
The party came to an abrupt halt and we started leaving the farm. The garden lights got shut down and I was standing under a tree protecting myself from the rain, waiting for my driver to arrive with the car when I noticed Vivek standing near me.
He had a frustrated expression but he looked at me and smiled. “What’s wrong Vivek?”, I asked. Turns out that his car refused to start leaving him stranded in the storm. I immediately offered to help him and asked if he is okay spending the night at my place and we figure out how to fix the car the next morning. After a bit of thought, he gladly accepted so we made our way back to my house engaging in small talks along the way.
Finally we were back home. The rain had gotten worse and by the time we got out of the car and made it indoors, we were completely drenched. We stepped inside the house and I locked the door behind us.
Finally, we were alone. Just me and vivek.
My parents travelled frequently and they would spend most of the time in UK for business so I had the house to myself pretty much all the time. The house was lit in a low yellow glow emanating from the floor level lighting creating a perfect romantic setting. Even though it was past 2 in the night, we were wide awake thanks to getting wet in the rain.
I offered Vivek a change of clothes and I changed into a casual but tight fitting top with low neck line which revealed a lot of cleavage and wore a tiny short. When we met back in the living room, Vivek’s eyes lit up seeing at my cleavage and legs. I wanted the tease to continue and wanted him to make the first move.
I asked him if he would like to have some beer before hitting the bed and he gladly agreed. So we got a few pints of beer and sat next to the indoor pool and dipped our feet in the water, relaxing and chatting away.
Vivek commented about how nice the warm water felt and I asked him if he was interested in getting into the pool. He said yes so I said I would be right back since I needed to put on my swimsuit. The sexual tension between us was rising. I could hear him breathing harder and I felt my own nipples getting fully erect.
I went back into my room and when I got back, I was wearing a two piece lime green low cut strapless bikini top and a very tiny bikini bottom. Vivek was mesmerised. He stared at me without any shame and I just looked at him and gave him a naughty smile and then jumped into the pool.
Vivek immediately took off his T-shirt, revealing a sculpted chest and abs and jumped into the warm water. For a bit we played like children, splashing water at each other, swimming and trying to catch each other and then Vivek grabbed my wet shoulders and held me. Looking into my eyes, he said, “Ritika, you look absolutely stunning” and without any warning, planted a firm long kiss on my wet lips.
There was absolute silence. Just the sound of our breathing and the sound of the rain. My heart was beating so hard that I could hear it. My deepest fantasy was coming true.
I embraced him. Kissing him wildly, passionately. Our tongues entwined, exploring each others mouth and when we stopped kissing to catch a breath, Vivek erotically whispered in his deep voice, “Ritika. I want you.” Those are the words I have been waiting to hear for so many months.
I looked into his eyes, with my arms wrapped around his shoulders and smiled lustfully.
Then I released my hold and swam away to the edge of the pool while signalling him to follow me. He got out of the pool and sat at the edge with his legs in the water. I was still in the water and got between his legs and then tugged eagerly at his shorts, sliding it off. Oh my God! It was such a lovely sight. His thick big cock stood up like a spring.
I gently held his wet cock and started to stroke it, pulling back the foreskin and revealing the dark pink tip. I now looked at him. His face was filled with erotic pleasure. I smiled, maintaining eye contact, and continued to stroke his cock.
Slowly at first and then faster and faster. His cock was getting warmer, swelling up even more and then I kissed the tip. He let out a gentle moan. I tasted the salty pre-cum and then I ran my tongue all along the shaft of his cock while massaging his balls with my hand. Vivek was now shivering in pleasure. I slid his cock inside my mouth, moving my head up and down, with my lips tightly wrapped around his cock.
“Oh god Ritika! oh god! Go faster dear, go faster”, he begged and I gladly complied. I picked up the pace. Sucking him greedily, biting his cock at times, gently. Vivek suddenly screamed, “Stop! Stop! I am going to cum!”. I refused. I just started moving my head faster.
He tried to remove his cock from my mouth but his body failed him. His entire body spasmed and jerked and I felt a huge stream of thick hot salty cum fill my mouth. His cock kept squirting more and more cum into my mouth, faster than I could swallow and some of his tasty cum oozed out of my mouth, sliding along my neck, over my boobs and into the pool water.
Vivek collapsed on the floor. His fair body had turned bright red. He was breathing hard. His erect penis was now slightly limp but still large and throbbing. I got out of the pool and lay next to him. “Ritika, you are a complete pornstar!”, he confessed.
We lay there for a few minutes as he gathered his breath and then said, “ready for round 2?” and before I could respond, he got up swiftly on his feet, picked me up in his strong muscular arms and made his way to the bedroom where he placed me on my comfortable bed and jumped right on top of me. We were now animals in heat. There was no need for foreplay and romance. Our minds were filled his raw lust.
While I lay on my back, he positioned his cock near my mouth and said, “suck it.” I took his cock again in my mouth and began to give him a blowjob. His cock grew again, back into his full size and he removed it from my mouth. Now with a swift yank, he ripped open my bikini top, slid away my bottom and threw it on the floor.
I was naked, my hot athletic body in full display to Vivek in all it’s sexual glory. I spread my legs exposing my shaved, fair cunt to Vivek.
With one hand he kneaded my boobs, pinching my nipples hard and with his other hand he thrust his index finger inside my moist pussy. I screamed in pleasure and arched my back, clenching Vivek’s shoulder in passion. He continued fingering me, faster and faster like a machine and I got dripping wet.
Then he inserted two fingers inside me and kept finger fucking me. I was blacking out in pleasure. Suddenly he stopped fingering, repositioned himself and without much effort, thrust his huge cock deep inside me. It slid inside without any resistance and sent shock waves through my body.
“AAAHHH”, I SCREAMED. “OHHH FUCKKK”
He was now fucking me like an animal. Hitting me like a jack hammer. His cock stretched my pussy and my juices oozed out with every thrust. He was like a sex engine! We fucked wilder, we kissed, scratched, bit each other. Our skin riddled with red marks and then without any warning,
I began to shiver and shudder. Shaking uncontrollable while waves and waves of orgasm passed through my body.My pussy throbbed clenching his cock greedily. The waves of pleasure stopped. I was sweating, panting but Vivek was not done yet. He kept fucking me for a bit longer and then his body tensed as well and I felt a blast of hot cum inside my pussy.
He pulled out his cock and collapsed next to me. We lay there for a long time. Not saying a word. We could just hear out heartbeat.
Our bodies cooled. I was exhausted. Too tired to go clean up. I lay there like a used whore, a mix of his cum and my juiced oozed out of pussy. I could not care. I fell asleep. When we woke up, we found each other cuddling. The smell of sex filled the room. Vivek looks at me. We smiled. He softly whispered, “good morning beautiful.”
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