FLYING TONIGHT
Hi. I’m Parul. A strong, financially independent Delhi woman put up
in one of the posh colonies of South Delhi. Many Delhites can understand
how my life could be. I work at an MNC, even though my husband is
filthy rich. My husband is a businessman and earning well. He married me
for my beauty, though I hail from an upper middle class family. Yes,
you guessed it right. I’m drop dead gorgeous. I’m married for 8 years,
have a 3 year old kid yet I can give a run to 20 year old model
wannabes. Soft glowing and clear skin, right sized assets and almost
ignorable tummy due to my jog run every day.
After marriage, as expected there’s pressure from husband’s family to leave my job. But I stood strong. And I know how to get my husband into my line. Whatever said, he also likes me for my strong mind. So, even with his half-hearted support I managed to continue my work and now, I have grown to a nice position as a Product Manager in an MNC.
Coming to my sex life, which is the premise here, it’s kind of ok. My husband is kind of ok in bed. He can fuck me well. Just that there’s no spice in it. It’s monotonous, routine and boring. At the end I’m a beautiful and sexy wife who he shows off as a prized possession. But loving that beauty is not something he is great at. And it’s not just about sex; my life was boring and monotonous. There’s so much of plasticity around me in daily chores, work, relations, sex and what not. I always felt I really need a break. Occasional family trips to some foreign locales were not the breaks that were giving me the excitement.
Enough of the boring introduction and the premise… So, the story am going to narrate is about how I broke the shackles and indulged in intimate ecstasy with complete strangers. It’s just one night in my life, where I left behind all the morals, values, and societal bonds and treated myself with pleasure that a body of mine really deserves. It all started with me boarding a plane to Tokyo, Japan to attend a conference related the technology I’m working on. My boss was supposed to go along, but it feel into my lap due to some changes within the organization. A boring 2 day trip, I thought to myself. How wrong I was!!!
The two days passed by as usual. Morning conferences, new groups to meet up blah blah… The first night went on to prepare for the next day. On a professional note, it was awesome. But I was so bored to death by 2nd day evening. I had the flight back only the next day evening. There was a group who asked me out to join them roaming around the city. I let it go and returned. Back to my hotel suite, I just laid down on my bed. There’s deadly silence. I was lost in the silence. I wanted to scream. I didn’t have sex for the past month or so. My husband and I, both of us were busy. I couldn’t even masturbate for this time. My body was craving for something. My mind was craving for some excitement in life. I wanted to break shackles and do something out of the ordinary.
I have decided to unleash a bitch out of me. Why not? I should hit a pub all by myself. Get sloshed. Hit upon strangers and may be end up sleeping with someone. This night, no morals, no bonds, just me and my desires… I got up, freshened and checked out my wardrobe. Huh, do I hit a pub in trousers or jeans. Of course why would I carry party wear to conferences? May be that’s good. I can buy and wear something extremely sexy and revealing. Something I never did before.
I hit out to the town and entered the fashion destination stores. Tried several ones and finally picked up a mini skirt with noodle straps and bare back. Never wore this short and revealing dress before, but I didn’t care a damn. Got another sexy net laced black panty to go along with the dress, high heeled stilettos and came back to the suite. On the way, I noticed good crowd moving to the discotheque down stairs at the hotel itself. Even better, now I don’t even have to search where I need to head for my blast.
Had a warm shower, and took almost an hour to get decked up for the show. OMG!! The mini is quite revealing and now I start shivering. Nervousness coupled with the excitement and the anxiety of trying to cross some lines. Just like how I felt before my first kiss long back in teens. Anyways, this dress’s back is hardly covering any and almost ending at my ass crack. No bra and the nipple do shooting out on the satin dress. Can I carry this off? Is this overboard? What the heck, why am I thinking all this. I should just unleash. I thought; why not get a drink before I step out. I ordered a bottle of vodka and gulped couple of drinks in the suite. Now, am high and can take the night on storm.
I headed to the pub/ disco in the hotel. It’s a slightly unusual disco joint and there’s not much glitz in the look of it. Most importantly I notice only teenagers all around. Oh no, I hope all this excitement doesn’t lead to an anti-climax. I can’t hit upon these kids. I need to be in the arms of a strong man. Anyways, I carried myself to a corner and settled on a high stool. I ordered a hard drink as I really want to go high. Liked the scotch… 30 minutes and a peg down, I didn’t see anyone who’s worth it. I can see many teens ogling me. Well, why not at least try a dance with any of them.
I joined the crowd in the center and started dancing myself. Some guys started moving towards me and tried to dance along. They are awkward dancers. And there’s no masculinity at all in them. That’s when my eyes stuck on this man right opposite to where I sat before. He was a macho man, defined. Looks Indian… Broad shoulders, stubble, casual denims, gulping down scotch on the rocks… He is the one then. Shamelessly, I headed out to his table, stood sexily and introduced myself. I can see a spark in his eyes, when I stood in front of him. First job is done.
Yes, he is Indian. He works for a travel portal and here in Japan as part of his job along with another partner of him. He is put up in the same hotel. Basically from Mumbai, but been out of India for really long. He looks and talks like an Indian version of Pierce Brosnan. I decided he is the guy I should cross the line with.
We caught up on different things about India and I can see he is an interesting person. Definitely a gentleman and knows how to treat an women. My glances at his body now and then gave him a hint what am looking at. He laid his hand on my bare thigh while offering his scotch. His touch has a magic. They are gently placed but the subtle squeeze made sure I quiver. He made a slow movement upwards and brought quite close to the love triangle before placing the hand back on the table. I gulped his scotch at one go. He smiled and that’s it, I’ve fallen for him. And I did the unthinkable, for myself
.Our lips were entwined for the longest of times. Yes, I jumped on and smooch him hard. He was taken aback a bit. But hell ya, responded within a couple of seconds. That was a hot smooch. And God, he knows how to kiss. We broke the kiss. The kiss was the last test I wanted to do if I’m really up for this adventure. A minute of silence in my mind, despite the blaring sound around, I had decided, this was it “Am fucking this guy out of my nuts”.
His hands and fingers were already sensually moving around my back. I had placed my hand on his shoulders and went for the kiss again. This time, it was slower, sensual, hotter and deeper. He had good fingers which are exploring the erotic zones of my body. A soft touch through the spine rolling down till the ass crack, a gentle squeeze on the nape, massaging the sensual back neck, while we were exploring each other mouths. This was turning to be better than I thought. We broke the long kiss and he asked “my room or yours”. I somehow didn’t want to reveal any of my details and said ‘Yours’ and we stepped out.
My heart was pounding heavily and it was surreal. We entered the lift and he kissed again. This time it’s harder and the passion had kicked in. I didn’t leave behind and held onto him tightly and kissed him deeper. There was sense of hunger in the way we were kissing. One of his hands had crushed me on to him and now my boobs are tightly pressed against his broad chest. The other hand was exploring the back and slowly it reached down and he inserted his hand right inside my mini and the panty and gave a squeeze on my ass. I pulled his hair and bit him in reaction. He drew my further close and pushed my leg up to wrap around him. I just pulled both my legs up and wrapped around his waist without breaking the kiss. All this action made my noodle straps fall sideways and he quickly had taken out the right shoulder strap completely out. Half my right boob must have been popping out. We were only taking the passion high and the lift doors sprung wide open. I hardly remember someone being there outside, but we didn’t care a damn. He moved just the same way while I was on him wrapping my legs around the waist. Moved along the corridor the same way and reached his room.
By the time he took out the key and opened the door, I could see my right boob is already out in the open completely. Didn’t occur to my mind I was exposed that way all along the corridor. We entered the room, closed behind the door and my lover held me against the wall attacked me. He kisses on the neck, licking along the nape, the throat, the bare shoulder, gentle bite on the ear lobe, and again sucking my lips. This is ecstasy and I’m oozing my juices down there. He held by right boob then. His palm was slightly rugged and my soft skin on the breasts loves the touch. Despite the strong passion running, he didn’t squeeze it hard initially. It was that right knead which made my nipple erect so hard. I let my first moan out. I removed the other shoulder strap out and exposed my other boob too. The next moment, he sucked the nipple and gave a gentle bite around the aureole.
Mighty strength he has that he could lift me for so long and making love. All this while the cold steel buckle of his belt was touching my vagina on the panty and that was a tickling and erotic feeling. How could I cope with such touches all over? I just can’t even feel many parts of my body. I came down then and started removing his shirt and the denim. Realised one of my stilettos was already out, didn’t know where, and within a minute we were in briefs. He removed my mini and he stood in his brief. Pressing me against the wall, he raised my hands and kissed so gently at the neck and pinched the left nipple hard with his right hand and pressed his hardened meat on my panty right at the triangle. Oh God!! That was beyond words. Sex starved for weeks, such erotic encounter with a stranger at an unknown place, this is just too much to handle. My love hole is oozing out juices. He was still one of my hands up the wall, and came down sucking on my right boob. His right is kneading my left boob rather strongly and I dug my hands into his hair and pulling him strongly on my breasts. He slowly brought his right hand down, gently brushing all along the hip side and inserted one finger inside the panty top hemline. Erotically, he touched through my skin below the hemline teasing me for the final push. I brought my hand down, looked into his eyes and slid into his brief and took his tool into my palm and gave a strong squeeze. He couldn’t hold onto the teasing and he slid his hand inside my panty completely and rubbed his finger from the bottom all through the labia and ended at the clit with a gentle press. That was it!!! I came!! I came really hard and pulled his hair so strong and left a grunt out. My first cum that night.
I was almost lost in my ecstasy for quite some time and I hardly recollect anything that was happening but could feel that I was flying and floating in the air. My body felt so light and rejuvenated. Only women who have gone through strong orgasms can understand this. As I could come back to my senses, I realized I was on the bed already and my man that night was kissing me all over while his fingers and hands were still playing with my pussy. I was just lying there enjoying the moments and when he came near my face again, I dragged him close and kissed his lips so deep to express my passion running inside again. The kiss was really long and deep, running into several minutes while we embraced each other tight and rolled all over the bed. His meat was touching my pussy and I thanked myself that he maintained it hygienic.
After the long kiss ended, I started dominating him and rolled over top of him and kissed him all over. Bit his nipples, run the tongue over the neck line, kissed the broad shoulders, sucked the fingers. Then I went and took his tool into my right hand while the left hand was rubbing the inner thighs and playing with his balls. I didn’t bother the size of the dick as it never mattered. What he had was definitely good to quench my burning desire. I took it in my mouth slowly. I was never an expert in giving oral with my husband, neither had any burning desire to suck dicks. But at that moment, the passion had taken over and made sure I give enough pleasure to my man. He is moaning my with the sucks and am enjoying it. He got up a bit up and told me to go slow and casual. He guided me to suck it well. I rolled my tongue well and licked the head all around. Licked the dick from the bottom and swallow the top for a while. Gently tickled the dick opening with the tip of my tongue and tasted the salty pre-cum. Hell, never knew blowjob is such an art. And the guy knows how to get what he wants. The excitement made sure I swallowed more than half the dick inside. His moans had increased and it really gave me a high that I could really do that.
Just sometime later, he asked me to hold and pulled me up on him and we engaged in some deep kisses once more. Then he asked me to ride on. I questioned him with my eyes about condoms. Japanese hotels and it was easy to get a full pack in the drawers. I wore the condom to his tool and I moved myself down, positioned his tool upright and slowly took it in. Fulfilling… And it was a feeling that I was on the top of the world. I was so wet already and the rhythm was tickling my clit gently. I knew how to make the best out of this, and just arched my body back and started jumping up and down. Such a high it was and I started moaning very load while I pulling my own hair sometimes, pressing and pinching on his chest marking my nail bites subtly and showing my raw desire for him. He got up slightly and started sucking my boobs while I continued to ride on him. He took my nipple inside his mouth and I arch my body back, pulling my boobs long and I again fall back on him; played this game while I kept on riding on him.
Just few moments later, my moans have become so loud and he realized I need the final bang and he rolled me down and started ramming me hard. I wrapped a leg around his waist, and placed the other on his shoulder. He was fucking me fast and crazy and I was leaving load grunts. A few moments and I lost all my senses. I must have cum really hard that I was unconscious for so long. Felt again like floating in the air and I was flying for the second time tonight.
It must had been sometime that I came back to this world and I was lying stark naked on the bed. I saw the guy on the couch sipping beer. Saw the clock and it was 1 am in the night. What a night it was. Let the emotions flow and riding on the opportunity and here I am, just a woman making the most with the best man without any inhibitions here. How did I get this gut? Not sure, it’s the right moment, right place, right man and I had the best fuck of my life. I just closed my eyes and thinking about the night. Somewhere I was feeling, I still have some desire left. May be another fuck.. But I had much more.. A double whammyFelt like there is something coming up.. I opened my eyes and all I could see was, someone entered the room and by the time I realized it, he is already there near the bed. I was quick to cover myself with bed spreads, but still am sure he had a good glimpse of my naked body. The Indian was unfazed and he warmly said Hi to the other man and introduced me as his travel partner sharing the same room. A Scottish man and was around mid aged, but looks lean, fit and lanky. I felt so embarrassed to be in such a position before another man. I thought, what must these guys had been thinking about me? A cheap pick off the pub.. Some nymph who can throw herself wide open for anyone? But then I thought, wtf, he is no one to me in my life and would never meet him again. How does it matter what do they think of me. Why should I be bothered about their judgement? I really wanted this night to be ecstatic and that’s exactly how it is turning out to me. This made me feel little comfortable, but still I was wrapped up by covers till the neck. I was thinking, “is this what I was waiting for. If it was about breaking the shackles, why should it be just about fucking one random stranger? Should I think off 2 guys in one night? Is this turning out to be some porn fiction coming true? Can this be real?”
While I was deep into my thoughts, the other guy went to the fridge, picked up beer cans for all. He sat nearby to the bed, on a couch and both of them are cracking some jokes, which made me laugh. The Scotty was praising me before the other guy and I blushed. All the jokes have lightened up the ambiance and I was thoroughly enjoying the stranger’s presence with me being naked. I never let my soul speak, but just let my emotions drive me through the night. I thought to myself, make the most of what you got.
As I got more comfortable, I had let the covers little down and let boobs pop out a little which is an invitation to the Scot. I could see the hard on in his pants and I dragged the covers still down showing my boobs completely to him. The Indian went to the fridge to get another beer. And the Scot took off his shirt and entered the covers. A passionate smooch from him was enough to arouse me further. This guy was going slowly and I was enjoying it now. He brushed my neck, ear lobes with finger and circled with his fingers around my boobs and then the nipple. I got goose bumps all over and I kissed those fingers to show him the pleasure I got. He pushed his fingers inside my mouth, and I sucked them.
Now his tongue did the circling around the boobs and nipples and I loved it. He started playing with the two and sucking them slowly and for longer time. I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasures. And that’s when there’s another tongue tickling my womanhood. It’s the Indian and I’m surprisingly overwhelmed for having pleasure with two at the same time. I thought “No morals should hold me this night” and enjoyed every moment of it. The very fact that I was made love by two men at a time was completely new high for me, something beyond surreal. I came again and lost my senses for a while again. I was flying, again!!!
While I was back to senses, I felt am being loved so well by these two men. They were real partners and have good understanding among them. Must have done that together few time before. Both played around my body and never let a dull moment come in between. It was so surreal that I just couldn’t remember details. While one was buried between my boobs, the other was drenching in the fluids coming out of my womanhood and licking all of that away. While one is caressing and kissing my bare back, the other is full on the butt and giving as many love bites as he can. While I take one’s tool into my mouth, the other gives me the fingering pleasure. And finally, my womanhood was filled with a man’s tool for the second time in the night. The Scot is giving the strokes slowly while the Indian is squeezing my nipples. After a while, the Scot took me to a doggy position and stroked from behind. The Indian got under me and had my boobs in his hand and mouth, while his other hand was massaging my clit. It was a total new high that I came once more. Such quick cum and I couldn’t handle it anymore. I was flying, very high again!!!
By the time I was back to the world, his stamp of manhood, the semen, was all over my butt and I realized that I came quite strongly. I just lied down on the bed; eyes closed and never realized that I was earth here that I’m lying on. It was just heaven for me. New pleasures being explored… After a while, the Scot tapped on my butt and gave me another beer can. I saw the Indian savouring the beer on the couch, and winked at him. We were laughing loud by the jokes that have cracked and were lost in our own world. Time was The Scot asked me ‘you wanna get played on both sides babe?’. I read his mind and said ‘bring it on!! The holes are just waiting for you”.
It started all again with the Scot showing his tongue’s prowess on my pussy. I called the Indian and took his tool into my mouth. I have shed off all the inhibitions, whatever were left in me. He gave a mouthful’s job to the Indian, while the Scot was giving tongue down there to me. They shifted the positions a while after, and I took Scot’s hands on to my boobs to make them squeeze harder. I knew I was turning wild, and wanted to only get wilder. The Indian entered me soon and I’m getting wild with the Scot’s tool and taking it fully inside my mouth.
A while later the Indian rolled on, taking me along with him, now me being on top of him. Scot had spread my legs apart and made me bend forward. I sensed some jelly being applied on my asshole and I got ready for the bang. Though I had few fucks before, still it felt like the first anal fuck. The Scot pushed his tool from back and I screamed like hell. The Indian just gave me a smooch, which only resulted in giving him a wild bite on the lips. But then, it was all over and his tool was inside me fully. And they both were stroking me slowly. The very thought of having two penis inside got me wild and I grunted, screamed, roared and gave a strong bite on the Indian’s chest. I came strong, that very moment once more that night.
The strokes got slower and they both removed their tools out. But, I wanted more. And then, I realized that they are just shifting. The Scot lied down with me on his top and the other guy straight into my back. Omg, it’s just not heaven, its hell too and i love it like anything. The strokes got stronger and stronger, which is shown by the way my boobs were swaying along and the Scot did bite them hard, real hard. A high, new high and the best pleasure that I have ever got… I came again within 5 mins and just fell over the Scot. I’m lost, tired and exhausted.
By the time I woke up, there’s the Indian lying on the couch and the Scot next to me. It was noon already, which also meant I had the best sleep in the life. I got dressed, washed my face and left the room without even looking back at them. Even today, I just have my memories, which make me go all wet every time… I never tried this adventure again, nor tried to hit on anyone back at Delhi. These things just happen and when they happen, I have to go with the flow…
After marriage, as expected there’s pressure from husband’s family to leave my job. But I stood strong. And I know how to get my husband into my line. Whatever said, he also likes me for my strong mind. So, even with his half-hearted support I managed to continue my work and now, I have grown to a nice position as a Product Manager in an MNC.
Coming to my sex life, which is the premise here, it’s kind of ok. My husband is kind of ok in bed. He can fuck me well. Just that there’s no spice in it. It’s monotonous, routine and boring. At the end I’m a beautiful and sexy wife who he shows off as a prized possession. But loving that beauty is not something he is great at. And it’s not just about sex; my life was boring and monotonous. There’s so much of plasticity around me in daily chores, work, relations, sex and what not. I always felt I really need a break. Occasional family trips to some foreign locales were not the breaks that were giving me the excitement.
Enough of the boring introduction and the premise… So, the story am going to narrate is about how I broke the shackles and indulged in intimate ecstasy with complete strangers. It’s just one night in my life, where I left behind all the morals, values, and societal bonds and treated myself with pleasure that a body of mine really deserves. It all started with me boarding a plane to Tokyo, Japan to attend a conference related the technology I’m working on. My boss was supposed to go along, but it feel into my lap due to some changes within the organization. A boring 2 day trip, I thought to myself. How wrong I was!!!
The two days passed by as usual. Morning conferences, new groups to meet up blah blah… The first night went on to prepare for the next day. On a professional note, it was awesome. But I was so bored to death by 2nd day evening. I had the flight back only the next day evening. There was a group who asked me out to join them roaming around the city. I let it go and returned. Back to my hotel suite, I just laid down on my bed. There’s deadly silence. I was lost in the silence. I wanted to scream. I didn’t have sex for the past month or so. My husband and I, both of us were busy. I couldn’t even masturbate for this time. My body was craving for something. My mind was craving for some excitement in life. I wanted to break shackles and do something out of the ordinary.
I have decided to unleash a bitch out of me. Why not? I should hit a pub all by myself. Get sloshed. Hit upon strangers and may be end up sleeping with someone. This night, no morals, no bonds, just me and my desires… I got up, freshened and checked out my wardrobe. Huh, do I hit a pub in trousers or jeans. Of course why would I carry party wear to conferences? May be that’s good. I can buy and wear something extremely sexy and revealing. Something I never did before.
I hit out to the town and entered the fashion destination stores. Tried several ones and finally picked up a mini skirt with noodle straps and bare back. Never wore this short and revealing dress before, but I didn’t care a damn. Got another sexy net laced black panty to go along with the dress, high heeled stilettos and came back to the suite. On the way, I noticed good crowd moving to the discotheque down stairs at the hotel itself. Even better, now I don’t even have to search where I need to head for my blast.
Had a warm shower, and took almost an hour to get decked up for the show. OMG!! The mini is quite revealing and now I start shivering. Nervousness coupled with the excitement and the anxiety of trying to cross some lines. Just like how I felt before my first kiss long back in teens. Anyways, this dress’s back is hardly covering any and almost ending at my ass crack. No bra and the nipple do shooting out on the satin dress. Can I carry this off? Is this overboard? What the heck, why am I thinking all this. I should just unleash. I thought; why not get a drink before I step out. I ordered a bottle of vodka and gulped couple of drinks in the suite. Now, am high and can take the night on storm.
I headed to the pub/ disco in the hotel. It’s a slightly unusual disco joint and there’s not much glitz in the look of it. Most importantly I notice only teenagers all around. Oh no, I hope all this excitement doesn’t lead to an anti-climax. I can’t hit upon these kids. I need to be in the arms of a strong man. Anyways, I carried myself to a corner and settled on a high stool. I ordered a hard drink as I really want to go high. Liked the scotch… 30 minutes and a peg down, I didn’t see anyone who’s worth it. I can see many teens ogling me. Well, why not at least try a dance with any of them.
I joined the crowd in the center and started dancing myself. Some guys started moving towards me and tried to dance along. They are awkward dancers. And there’s no masculinity at all in them. That’s when my eyes stuck on this man right opposite to where I sat before. He was a macho man, defined. Looks Indian… Broad shoulders, stubble, casual denims, gulping down scotch on the rocks… He is the one then. Shamelessly, I headed out to his table, stood sexily and introduced myself. I can see a spark in his eyes, when I stood in front of him. First job is done.
Yes, he is Indian. He works for a travel portal and here in Japan as part of his job along with another partner of him. He is put up in the same hotel. Basically from Mumbai, but been out of India for really long. He looks and talks like an Indian version of Pierce Brosnan. I decided he is the guy I should cross the line with.
We caught up on different things about India and I can see he is an interesting person. Definitely a gentleman and knows how to treat an women. My glances at his body now and then gave him a hint what am looking at. He laid his hand on my bare thigh while offering his scotch. His touch has a magic. They are gently placed but the subtle squeeze made sure I quiver. He made a slow movement upwards and brought quite close to the love triangle before placing the hand back on the table. I gulped his scotch at one go. He smiled and that’s it, I’ve fallen for him. And I did the unthinkable, for myself
.Our lips were entwined for the longest of times. Yes, I jumped on and smooch him hard. He was taken aback a bit. But hell ya, responded within a couple of seconds. That was a hot smooch. And God, he knows how to kiss. We broke the kiss. The kiss was the last test I wanted to do if I’m really up for this adventure. A minute of silence in my mind, despite the blaring sound around, I had decided, this was it “Am fucking this guy out of my nuts”.
His hands and fingers were already sensually moving around my back. I had placed my hand on his shoulders and went for the kiss again. This time, it was slower, sensual, hotter and deeper. He had good fingers which are exploring the erotic zones of my body. A soft touch through the spine rolling down till the ass crack, a gentle squeeze on the nape, massaging the sensual back neck, while we were exploring each other mouths. This was turning to be better than I thought. We broke the long kiss and he asked “my room or yours”. I somehow didn’t want to reveal any of my details and said ‘Yours’ and we stepped out.
My heart was pounding heavily and it was surreal. We entered the lift and he kissed again. This time it’s harder and the passion had kicked in. I didn’t leave behind and held onto him tightly and kissed him deeper. There was sense of hunger in the way we were kissing. One of his hands had crushed me on to him and now my boobs are tightly pressed against his broad chest. The other hand was exploring the back and slowly it reached down and he inserted his hand right inside my mini and the panty and gave a squeeze on my ass. I pulled his hair and bit him in reaction. He drew my further close and pushed my leg up to wrap around him. I just pulled both my legs up and wrapped around his waist without breaking the kiss. All this action made my noodle straps fall sideways and he quickly had taken out the right shoulder strap completely out. Half my right boob must have been popping out. We were only taking the passion high and the lift doors sprung wide open. I hardly remember someone being there outside, but we didn’t care a damn. He moved just the same way while I was on him wrapping my legs around the waist. Moved along the corridor the same way and reached his room.
By the time he took out the key and opened the door, I could see my right boob is already out in the open completely. Didn’t occur to my mind I was exposed that way all along the corridor. We entered the room, closed behind the door and my lover held me against the wall attacked me. He kisses on the neck, licking along the nape, the throat, the bare shoulder, gentle bite on the ear lobe, and again sucking my lips. This is ecstasy and I’m oozing my juices down there. He held by right boob then. His palm was slightly rugged and my soft skin on the breasts loves the touch. Despite the strong passion running, he didn’t squeeze it hard initially. It was that right knead which made my nipple erect so hard. I let my first moan out. I removed the other shoulder strap out and exposed my other boob too. The next moment, he sucked the nipple and gave a gentle bite around the aureole.
Mighty strength he has that he could lift me for so long and making love. All this while the cold steel buckle of his belt was touching my vagina on the panty and that was a tickling and erotic feeling. How could I cope with such touches all over? I just can’t even feel many parts of my body. I came down then and started removing his shirt and the denim. Realised one of my stilettos was already out, didn’t know where, and within a minute we were in briefs. He removed my mini and he stood in his brief. Pressing me against the wall, he raised my hands and kissed so gently at the neck and pinched the left nipple hard with his right hand and pressed his hardened meat on my panty right at the triangle. Oh God!! That was beyond words. Sex starved for weeks, such erotic encounter with a stranger at an unknown place, this is just too much to handle. My love hole is oozing out juices. He was still one of my hands up the wall, and came down sucking on my right boob. His right is kneading my left boob rather strongly and I dug my hands into his hair and pulling him strongly on my breasts. He slowly brought his right hand down, gently brushing all along the hip side and inserted one finger inside the panty top hemline. Erotically, he touched through my skin below the hemline teasing me for the final push. I brought my hand down, looked into his eyes and slid into his brief and took his tool into my palm and gave a strong squeeze. He couldn’t hold onto the teasing and he slid his hand inside my panty completely and rubbed his finger from the bottom all through the labia and ended at the clit with a gentle press. That was it!!! I came!! I came really hard and pulled his hair so strong and left a grunt out. My first cum that night.
I was almost lost in my ecstasy for quite some time and I hardly recollect anything that was happening but could feel that I was flying and floating in the air. My body felt so light and rejuvenated. Only women who have gone through strong orgasms can understand this. As I could come back to my senses, I realized I was on the bed already and my man that night was kissing me all over while his fingers and hands were still playing with my pussy. I was just lying there enjoying the moments and when he came near my face again, I dragged him close and kissed his lips so deep to express my passion running inside again. The kiss was really long and deep, running into several minutes while we embraced each other tight and rolled all over the bed. His meat was touching my pussy and I thanked myself that he maintained it hygienic.
After the long kiss ended, I started dominating him and rolled over top of him and kissed him all over. Bit his nipples, run the tongue over the neck line, kissed the broad shoulders, sucked the fingers. Then I went and took his tool into my right hand while the left hand was rubbing the inner thighs and playing with his balls. I didn’t bother the size of the dick as it never mattered. What he had was definitely good to quench my burning desire. I took it in my mouth slowly. I was never an expert in giving oral with my husband, neither had any burning desire to suck dicks. But at that moment, the passion had taken over and made sure I give enough pleasure to my man. He is moaning my with the sucks and am enjoying it. He got up a bit up and told me to go slow and casual. He guided me to suck it well. I rolled my tongue well and licked the head all around. Licked the dick from the bottom and swallow the top for a while. Gently tickled the dick opening with the tip of my tongue and tasted the salty pre-cum. Hell, never knew blowjob is such an art. And the guy knows how to get what he wants. The excitement made sure I swallowed more than half the dick inside. His moans had increased and it really gave me a high that I could really do that.
Just sometime later, he asked me to hold and pulled me up on him and we engaged in some deep kisses once more. Then he asked me to ride on. I questioned him with my eyes about condoms. Japanese hotels and it was easy to get a full pack in the drawers. I wore the condom to his tool and I moved myself down, positioned his tool upright and slowly took it in. Fulfilling… And it was a feeling that I was on the top of the world. I was so wet already and the rhythm was tickling my clit gently. I knew how to make the best out of this, and just arched my body back and started jumping up and down. Such a high it was and I started moaning very load while I pulling my own hair sometimes, pressing and pinching on his chest marking my nail bites subtly and showing my raw desire for him. He got up slightly and started sucking my boobs while I continued to ride on him. He took my nipple inside his mouth and I arch my body back, pulling my boobs long and I again fall back on him; played this game while I kept on riding on him.
Just few moments later, my moans have become so loud and he realized I need the final bang and he rolled me down and started ramming me hard. I wrapped a leg around his waist, and placed the other on his shoulder. He was fucking me fast and crazy and I was leaving load grunts. A few moments and I lost all my senses. I must have cum really hard that I was unconscious for so long. Felt again like floating in the air and I was flying for the second time tonight.
It must had been sometime that I came back to this world and I was lying stark naked on the bed. I saw the guy on the couch sipping beer. Saw the clock and it was 1 am in the night. What a night it was. Let the emotions flow and riding on the opportunity and here I am, just a woman making the most with the best man without any inhibitions here. How did I get this gut? Not sure, it’s the right moment, right place, right man and I had the best fuck of my life. I just closed my eyes and thinking about the night. Somewhere I was feeling, I still have some desire left. May be another fuck.. But I had much more.. A double whammyFelt like there is something coming up.. I opened my eyes and all I could see was, someone entered the room and by the time I realized it, he is already there near the bed. I was quick to cover myself with bed spreads, but still am sure he had a good glimpse of my naked body. The Indian was unfazed and he warmly said Hi to the other man and introduced me as his travel partner sharing the same room. A Scottish man and was around mid aged, but looks lean, fit and lanky. I felt so embarrassed to be in such a position before another man. I thought, what must these guys had been thinking about me? A cheap pick off the pub.. Some nymph who can throw herself wide open for anyone? But then I thought, wtf, he is no one to me in my life and would never meet him again. How does it matter what do they think of me. Why should I be bothered about their judgement? I really wanted this night to be ecstatic and that’s exactly how it is turning out to me. This made me feel little comfortable, but still I was wrapped up by covers till the neck. I was thinking, “is this what I was waiting for. If it was about breaking the shackles, why should it be just about fucking one random stranger? Should I think off 2 guys in one night? Is this turning out to be some porn fiction coming true? Can this be real?”
While I was deep into my thoughts, the other guy went to the fridge, picked up beer cans for all. He sat nearby to the bed, on a couch and both of them are cracking some jokes, which made me laugh. The Scotty was praising me before the other guy and I blushed. All the jokes have lightened up the ambiance and I was thoroughly enjoying the stranger’s presence with me being naked. I never let my soul speak, but just let my emotions drive me through the night. I thought to myself, make the most of what you got.
As I got more comfortable, I had let the covers little down and let boobs pop out a little which is an invitation to the Scot. I could see the hard on in his pants and I dragged the covers still down showing my boobs completely to him. The Indian went to the fridge to get another beer. And the Scot took off his shirt and entered the covers. A passionate smooch from him was enough to arouse me further. This guy was going slowly and I was enjoying it now. He brushed my neck, ear lobes with finger and circled with his fingers around my boobs and then the nipple. I got goose bumps all over and I kissed those fingers to show him the pleasure I got. He pushed his fingers inside my mouth, and I sucked them.
Now his tongue did the circling around the boobs and nipples and I loved it. He started playing with the two and sucking them slowly and for longer time. I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasures. And that’s when there’s another tongue tickling my womanhood. It’s the Indian and I’m surprisingly overwhelmed for having pleasure with two at the same time. I thought “No morals should hold me this night” and enjoyed every moment of it. The very fact that I was made love by two men at a time was completely new high for me, something beyond surreal. I came again and lost my senses for a while again. I was flying, again!!!
While I was back to senses, I felt am being loved so well by these two men. They were real partners and have good understanding among them. Must have done that together few time before. Both played around my body and never let a dull moment come in between. It was so surreal that I just couldn’t remember details. While one was buried between my boobs, the other was drenching in the fluids coming out of my womanhood and licking all of that away. While one is caressing and kissing my bare back, the other is full on the butt and giving as many love bites as he can. While I take one’s tool into my mouth, the other gives me the fingering pleasure. And finally, my womanhood was filled with a man’s tool for the second time in the night. The Scot is giving the strokes slowly while the Indian is squeezing my nipples. After a while, the Scot took me to a doggy position and stroked from behind. The Indian got under me and had my boobs in his hand and mouth, while his other hand was massaging my clit. It was a total new high that I came once more. Such quick cum and I couldn’t handle it anymore. I was flying, very high again!!!
By the time I was back to the world, his stamp of manhood, the semen, was all over my butt and I realized that I came quite strongly. I just lied down on the bed; eyes closed and never realized that I was earth here that I’m lying on. It was just heaven for me. New pleasures being explored… After a while, the Scot tapped on my butt and gave me another beer can. I saw the Indian savouring the beer on the couch, and winked at him. We were laughing loud by the jokes that have cracked and were lost in our own world. Time was The Scot asked me ‘you wanna get played on both sides babe?’. I read his mind and said ‘bring it on!! The holes are just waiting for you”.
It started all again with the Scot showing his tongue’s prowess on my pussy. I called the Indian and took his tool into my mouth. I have shed off all the inhibitions, whatever were left in me. He gave a mouthful’s job to the Indian, while the Scot was giving tongue down there to me. They shifted the positions a while after, and I took Scot’s hands on to my boobs to make them squeeze harder. I knew I was turning wild, and wanted to only get wilder. The Indian entered me soon and I’m getting wild with the Scot’s tool and taking it fully inside my mouth.
A while later the Indian rolled on, taking me along with him, now me being on top of him. Scot had spread my legs apart and made me bend forward. I sensed some jelly being applied on my asshole and I got ready for the bang. Though I had few fucks before, still it felt like the first anal fuck. The Scot pushed his tool from back and I screamed like hell. The Indian just gave me a smooch, which only resulted in giving him a wild bite on the lips. But then, it was all over and his tool was inside me fully. And they both were stroking me slowly. The very thought of having two penis inside got me wild and I grunted, screamed, roared and gave a strong bite on the Indian’s chest. I came strong, that very moment once more that night.
The strokes got slower and they both removed their tools out. But, I wanted more. And then, I realized that they are just shifting. The Scot lied down with me on his top and the other guy straight into my back. Omg, it’s just not heaven, its hell too and i love it like anything. The strokes got stronger and stronger, which is shown by the way my boobs were swaying along and the Scot did bite them hard, real hard. A high, new high and the best pleasure that I have ever got… I came again within 5 mins and just fell over the Scot. I’m lost, tired and exhausted.
By the time I woke up, there’s the Indian lying on the couch and the Scot next to me. It was noon already, which also meant I had the best sleep in the life. I got dressed, washed my face and left the room without even looking back at them. Even today, I just have my memories, which make me go all wet every time… I never tried this adventure again, nor tried to hit on anyone back at Delhi. These things just happen and when they happen, I have to go with the flow…