She walked hurriedly past the traffic signal, looking fwd to her adventure... "I hope this dsnt turn out to be a mistake", she thought to herself. But her body was heating up with excitement. Her stomach flipped inside every time she thought about it and her heart was pounding so hard, it felt like it would burst out of her chest. She reached the mall finally and headed for the bathrooms.
It was to be her first time with a stranger. "Mahi..!" Someone called out to her. She froze. "Oh shit!" She looked in the direction of the voice. It was the B wing aunty. "I don't even know her name" she rolled her eyes in her mind. She said a polite hello and looked for ways to make a quick exit. After all, he was waiting for her in there. She could barely contain her breath with the thunderstorms going on inside her entire body. She managed to say bye and rushed to the bathroom.
She entered the stall and there he was.. Waiting to serve her. She watched the glistening head as unzipped quickly and placed herself in position. He entered her thirstily like a thunderbolt. Felt like he was as desperate for her as she was. The pleasure-shock bolted her upright. She closed her eyes as the thrusts continued, letting the images of her partners flash in front of her eyes... Some real, some imaginary. Her first guy, her last love, her new office crush, Will Smith... Suddenly, her husband's face flashed. "Where did that come from.." It troubled her. She didn't wanna be reminded of the duty she had to pay every once in a while for staying married and keeping her family together. She discarded the image instantly and without letting it spoil her mood, she continued...
The hottie next door, the guy at the store, the sex images continued and her body kept getting tighter, readying itself for the final high... She controlled the continued thrust and pointed it at her various spots as she preferred. This was much stronger and harder than the one back home. It made her feel things she never felt before. The final shot and her body teared her into pieces. She felt the warm air around her heated up by her own body. She slowly pulled the jet spray out from between her legs and let it fall off from her hands. She looked at the limp pipe with her half closed eyes.
"Hushhh...!" She allowed herself to relax a bit, then gathered herself together and left the place. She splashed some water on her reddened face to cool herself down. "That was hot!", she thought to herself. "Who says Indian women aren't satisfied sexually...", she chuckled, "Trust me they know how to keep themselves happy!". She came out of the mall. "If only there was a warm tongue over my longing breast...", she couldn't help thinking, "well, we take what we can get." Her body was still shaking a little. She took a rickshaw back home, well in time to cook dinner for the family.
It was to be her first time with a stranger. "Mahi..!" Someone called out to her. She froze. "Oh shit!" She looked in the direction of the voice. It was the B wing aunty. "I don't even know her name" she rolled her eyes in her mind. She said a polite hello and looked for ways to make a quick exit. After all, he was waiting for her in there. She could barely contain her breath with the thunderstorms going on inside her entire body. She managed to say bye and rushed to the bathroom.
She entered the stall and there he was.. Waiting to serve her. She watched the glistening head as unzipped quickly and placed herself in position. He entered her thirstily like a thunderbolt. Felt like he was as desperate for her as she was. The pleasure-shock bolted her upright. She closed her eyes as the thrusts continued, letting the images of her partners flash in front of her eyes... Some real, some imaginary. Her first guy, her last love, her new office crush, Will Smith... Suddenly, her husband's face flashed. "Where did that come from.." It troubled her. She didn't wanna be reminded of the duty she had to pay every once in a while for staying married and keeping her family together. She discarded the image instantly and without letting it spoil her mood, she continued...
The hottie next door, the guy at the store, the sex images continued and her body kept getting tighter, readying itself for the final high... She controlled the continued thrust and pointed it at her various spots as she preferred. This was much stronger and harder than the one back home. It made her feel things she never felt before. The final shot and her body teared her into pieces. She felt the warm air around her heated up by her own body. She slowly pulled the jet spray out from between her legs and let it fall off from her hands. She looked at the limp pipe with her half closed eyes.
"Hushhh...!" She allowed herself to relax a bit, then gathered herself together and left the place. She splashed some water on her reddened face to cool herself down. "That was hot!", she thought to herself. "Who says Indian women aren't satisfied sexually...", she chuckled, "Trust me they know how to keep themselves happy!". She came out of the mall. "If only there was a warm tongue over my longing breast...", she couldn't help thinking, "well, we take what we can get." Her body was still shaking a little. She took a rickshaw back home, well in time to cook dinner for the family.