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This may sound passé, but it is true that this incident did occur. This incident occurred in May 2006. I’m Shaunak, a 28 year old male from Bangalore. I’m an athletically built man, 5’11 in height.
In April 2006, a friend of mine got married, and at his wedding reception, I met a group of his friends from another circle…his social circle, whereas we were friends right from college time. That’s when he introduced me to Sonia. She was a taut, 5’6” tall, fair skinned 27 year old woman. I would not say she was beautiful…she was very pretty looking no doubt, but the feeling and message which came across when I saw her face was that she definitely had a wild side to her. We all got into a general discussion, and soon it was well past midnight and time to leave. Again, her naughty look prompted me to muster up courage and ask her number, which she readily gave.
Over the next week or 10 days, we spoke quite a bit and we decided to meet up for a coffee on Infantry Road. I waited for her, and I saw her coming, but strangely, she just peeped through her car and drove away. Seething with anger, I did not call her, just sent her an sms that if she did not want to meet, it was fine with me, but she had no business making me wait for her, come there and then simply drive past. She called immediately and apologized saying she got nervous because her brother works on Infantry Road. She proposed dinner that same evening though, and I accepted the dinner invite. We parked her car at The Grand Ashok and drove around, deciding where to head for dinner, when we decided that a Chinese meal would be the order of the evening. So we drove to Mainland China on Church Street and had a very minimal dinner comprising of a couple of soups and starters. Basically being besides her was distraction enough and food was the last thing on my mind. I paid up for the dinner and we sat in the car, and I looked at her, “What next”. She replied, “Let’s go for a drive”. So, a drive it was. We drove all the way from Church Street towards the airport. Crossing the airport, I asked her, “Mind if I hold your hands”. She replied, “Yes, I do mind”, and saying that she put her hand on my left hand which was on the gear stick. That was the barrier I guess we both were waiting to break. Soon, we crossed the Marathalli bridge and the ring road, with the open road now beckoning us. Soon, with no head-on traffic, I mustered the courage and put my hand on her thigh, to which she responded by adjusting herself on the seat. “Not here” was all she said. Soon, we crossed Whitefield and nothing but an open stretch of road beckoned us.
I pulled up the car to the side of the road on the pretext of checking air pressure of the tires. She smiled and said” I know why you’ve stopped the car”. Our eyes met and with a swift motion, my mouth was on her mouth. She opened her lips and my tongue pushed into her mouth, intertwined with her tongue, tasting her saliva and the faint Chinese fare. We gobbled each other up for an eternity and soon my hands found their way to her breasts. She immediately broke the kiss and said “No”. I just looked at her and without saying anything, lifted her black nylon top and pulled the bra down and started suckling, biting her erect nipples and licking the areola and the side of her luscious breasts. She moaned and moaned and immediately lifted the rest of her black top and pushed my face onto her left breasts. I was now devouring her tits like there was no tomorrow. I nuzzled my head between her breasts and she pushed my head there with all her might and there, her kinky side came through. She moaned “yes, suffocate…inhale if you can between my tits” and she actually was suffocating me.
Meanwhile, her hand moved down to my jeans and she was rubbing and groping my erection which was monstrous and hurting since the jeans was a bit tight. We kissed again, this time even more sloppily, our carnal desires to the fore and she started fumbling with the button and zip of my jeans, and immediately drove her hand inside my jocks. My hands were over her luscious tits and between her legs, rubbing her cunt. She spread her legs to give me access and I immediately undid her trousers. Her cunt was hot and sopping wet. I inserted a finger into her wet love hole and it came out smeared with her love juices. I shoved that finger into her mouth and asked her to lick it and again sealed her mouth with mine. This was getting wilder and wilder. In the meantime, Sonia was now stroking my monstrous erection and moaning. She could not hold it anymore and lowered her head onto my throbbing manhood and engulfed the whole of 7.5 inches into her mouth. I was seeing stars and the feeling was too much.
She was bobbing her mouth up and down, licking the side of my tool and generally making me feel like a king. My suspicions of her kinkier, naughty side were confirmed when she spat on my dick and made a mess of her mouth with saliva dripping all over my cock to give the feeling of her eating my cum. I told her, “Yes baby, suck that cock and i’ll give you a good licking as well” She was already so turned on, she started, “yes, yes, give me that lovely tool, ram it deep into me and shoot all over my face when U want to cum, but first, please, please give me a good licking”. I shifted and pushed the seat backwards as far as possible and knelt between her legs, soon having access to her sopping, dripping love hole.
I started by making small circles from her thighs upwards. She was begging and pleading that I need to concentrate on her hole. I slowly moved my tongue to hole, breathing down hot air on her cunt and moving away. This was too much for her to bear and she pleaded me to stop playing and start servicing her. I licked, very gently, the lips of her cunt and moved back and she was absolutely wild and she simply took my head and shoved it and pressed it against her cunt. I lapped at her love juices wildly and dug my tongue deep into the throes of her womanhood and made all sorts of moaning sounds which turned her on even more. She came with a powerful squirt and my face was drenched. Sonai’s moaning never stopped and she moaned “Sit down with your back facing me and your neck on the seat” I did what she asked and this position had me now staring at her ass and cunt. Without another word, Sonai simply sat on my face, and started grinding her dripping pussy against my face. My nose was wedged between her ass-slit and I was inhaling the smell of her ass. It was an awesome feeling to breathe Sonai’s ass while my tongue was licking her love juices. She held my head from the back and pushed my face further into her ass and said, “yes, baby, lick my ass. Do you like your nose in my ass? Cause I love it” and she continued grinding her ass against my face even more. This was by far the kinkiest aspect of that evening. I was helpless, being dominated by Sonia. It was an amazing feeling.
I was gagging and suffocating for fresh air, so I pushed Sonia’s ass off my face and said, “Two can play this game” I opened the door of the car, went out, asked Sonia to sit in my position and immediately put my ass on her, while holding her hands tightly. Her nose was firmly wedged between my asscreek, inhaling me. For that kinky effect, I held her head and made her lick the crack between my anus and my balls. She became absolutely submissive from then and I made her probe my asshole with her hard tongue. It was awesome. I released her from under my ass and we kissed again, both able to smell our anal odors. By now both were beyond control and I held Sonia’s hair pulled them down and clamped my mouth on hers and we both engaged ourselves in our wettest wildest tongue play that evening. Sonia started necking me heavily, on my neck, my ears and moved down to my chest and started biting my nipples.
Sonia gave a short tug to my rigid cock and said, “Let’s do it”. I opened the back seat, asked her to sit exactly in the middle. I shut the door and climbed into the car from the front seat and managed to squeeze myself between the front seats. I was now facing her and she was sitting with her legs spread open. She caught hold of my rigid steel pole and guided me into her soppy wet cunt and it went it without any drama. The feeling was amazing to have a wet pussy envelope my dick and I rammed it till the very end. She groaned and I immediately muffled her scream with my mouth-another passionate kiss. She got into the rhythm and the heavenly feeling of pumping her was heightened with her nipples in my mouth. I shouted after five-seven minutes that I was going to cum and Sonia pushed me away from inside her and said, “Yeah baby, make a mess of me” and asked me to shoot my load over her face. I simply asked her to open her mouth and sprayed a whole lot of my hot cum into her open, eager mouth. She gagged a bit, but she managed to hold on to the huge load and with the cum in her mouth, took my cock again into her mouth and made a mess of my cock and her mouth, with cum oozing out of the side of her mouth. She was a sight to behold and I was rock hard for the next 2-3 minutes just seeing her play with my cock in her cummy mouth.
She walked out of the car, spat the cum, rearranged her dress and said, “That was a nice drive. Maybe we should do a longer drive next time”. It was 1 am by the time we reached the city again and I dropped her off near her car on Church street. Before getting of my car, she gave a pressed and groped me again, and said “i’ll wait for your call this Saturday”.
Since then, we have met 3 times, once at a club on a Sunday and we’ve had wild, kinky stuff and explored a bit of bondage too. Both love this convenient arrangement of meeting up when we feel horny, without long-term commitments. Any comments pls do so at
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Carly The Naughty Smoking Witch "Do you mind not doing that please?" This young woman said as Carly smoked her cigarette. Carly was not impressed but simply glared at the young woman as she took another drag. The woman was a 29 year old solicitor, slim, with long straight brown hair and she looked good for her age. She was well dressed in a business suit which matched her top and short skirt, it showed off her figure well. Her name was Sarah but Carly just looked at her and then...
Tragedy Towards the end of my junior year, the absolute worst thing ever happened. My beautiful wonderful girlfriend Jamie decided it was time we started seeing other people, and by “we” she meant “she”. I couldn’t believe it! Here I thought we were rolling happily along and then she just drops this bomb on me out of nowhere. I was stunned. This is when I discovered that I’m really not as smooth and smart and clever as I like to think I am. Jamie told me that she knew all along that I...
Nick Girls Collection - Smut Edition: Carly/MelanieBy: Azkadellio [Summary: While visiting her s!ster and mother during Spring Break at her school, Melanie, her s!ster, Carly, and Freddie get to talking about their sexual history in the 'iCarly' studio. While they talk, Freddy admits that he still has feelings for Sam, and because of her feelings for Freddie still remaining, she drags him off to Carly's room to try to get their sexual frustration out of the way. As Sam and Freddie have fun...
Hi guys my name is Mike, a few years ago I was 19 years old then, we (my mom and dad) were planning a road trip. We were going to move my stuff to my collage address, a 5 hour ride. Well, I didn’t know this trip was gone chains the rest of my live. We were planning to make it a family day, I haven't seen my dad much the past months due to his busy job as representative with a big company. My dad is a good looking guy of 48 years (back then) and when I was younger and he had more time, he always...
Carlie’s turn: Hello. I’m Carolina Angele Williams. My friends call me Carlie. Two weeks ago I was at the end of my rope. I had four dollars and some change to my name, the rest of my ‘savings’ having gone to a bus ticket. Grandma told me that buses used to be a very common form of transportation between cities, that a lot of normal people used them. I think that things have changed since she experienced inter-city bus travel. The clientele was sketchy, right down to a runaway teen with a...
"Are you serious, Sweetheart?" Paul asked Paige. "Did you say what I thought you said, Paige?" Carly inquired, knowing she had heard correctly. "Did I stutter or something? I want to see Stephen make love to you. I know you do it. You know that Paul and I do it. Now we've given them blowjobs in front of each other. Now I think it's time I get to see what it's like when my husband actually fucks his Mommy." "Are you sure you want that, Paige? And if so, why exactly DO you want...
Carly made her way to Stephen and Paige's house. Rational thinker that she was, she was able to put aside for the moment the thoughts and feelings that had been plaguing her. She actually thought it was a good idea to step-out of what had become lustful mania for a bit and to refocus on something a bit more grounded in reality, like her son's marriage. She would deal with her emotions later. For now Carly would do her best to be a problem solver for her daughter-in-law. "Hi," Paige said...
On the way to Carly's house, she and Stephen talked through the complexities of their situation. Carly was fairly certain that Paul wouldn't be freaked out by the fact that she had sex with someone else. Carly long thought Paul knew she got her needs met elsewhere now and then. But he would probably be shocked and possibly very upset that she had slept with their son. Although, Carly figured, he probably wouldn't be as upset as Paige had been. By the time they arrived at the house (the...
I had been going out with her Mum for about 6 months, when Carly, her younger sister, her Mum and me went for a short break to a caravan park on the coast. Carly was just 16 and in her final year at school. She was a very attractive girl and had had a string of boyfriends over the few months I had known her. Although I am a normally red-blooded male, I had never looked at her in 'that way' before - she was too close to my own k**s ages for that! And, in any case, her Mum was an a****l in bed,...
Carly left Linda's feeling exhilarated by their conversation and the subsequent masturbatory fling they shared. Carly hadn't done that with another woman in a long, long time and she found it to be a fabulously fun escape. And while she might have been tempted to do more than diddle herself with her friend, the busy day ahead kept her from diving in between Linda's wide open legs. And yet, while Carly had great fun with Linda, she also left still feeling a great longing for her new lover...
Thursday, August 13th, 2015. Asim’s house. Back in Riyadh, Asim and I fell back into our normal routine, almost like a married couple. He filled his calendar with appointments with other layabouts, discussing business deals that were far too much work to ever carry out or comparing their latest unearned trophies. I prepared to spend my days making numerous trips to supermarkets and dry cleaners, in between serving a largely ignored breakfast and a hastily scarfed, though not unappreciated...
Betting on Haley – Part 2 Recap Two weeks ago, on Saturday morning, my friend Carly and I set into motion our bet on whether or not I could bed her little sister, Haley. I had caught Haley spying on us having sex a few weeks earlier which led to some debate between Carly and I. Carly thought Haley was a nosey little pest, as usual, and was going to use this as blackmail against her. Haley had been watching us for at least twenty minutes, I instantly saw her as a horny freshman who was...