A Mountain of Desire: The Dehradun Encounter

A Mountain of Desire: The Dehradun Encounter
Since our first sexting, I had been thinking of Pooja, a 32-year-old woman from Bengal who is full of energy and lively. She has got curves, words, and fantasies. She pinged me about my first story on this site. It’s been over a year. We had been playing hide and seek online until now, but this was cut short by fate. The sun cast a warm, golden glow in Dehradun. I couldn’t forget my online sext with Pooja. Despite spending a year in bed sexting, we had never been able to meet face-to-face due to our schedules. Why? But today, fate had other plans. The mountain breeze blew through my hair as I walked along that busy street. I looked that way and saw Pooja standing in the café entrance. That curvy woman in a black dress that was snug enough to showcase every inch of her figure. The setting sun’s warm light filtered through her long, wavy strands of hair. I, for one, found it incredibly difficult to behold all of that at once. Her physical appearance was more impressive than the pictures we had shared. “Pooja?” I inquired, my voice barely rising above the rest. She faced me, surprise wide in her eyes, slowly smiling at me. “Wow, is that you?” She sounded half astonished, half amazed. “I can’t believe we’ve finally met!” We hugged, and there was this fiery heat between us that was impossible to ignore. We both knew what our eyes were longing for, without a word. We both gave in to it as our feet carried us closer and closer towards the exit. It was then that she said, “Let’s get out of here.” With those words, I felt her pull me away, breaking the chains of self-control that I had left. We walked in silence as the city passed by, with our hearts racing. Upon arriving at her residence, we were all over each other until the door barely closed. She pushed me up against the wall with playful teasing and kissed me. The taste of her lip gloss mixed with my burning desire filled my mouth. I carried her, staking claims over every curve with my hands. Her body entered my territory, seemingly built to mould against mine. “I have been waiting for this all along,” she breathed, “I want you to be here with me.” I lifted her, wrapping her legs around my waist, carrying her to the bedroom. I lay her on the bed, my eyes never leaving her beauty to behold with big breasts rubbing against the thin fabric of that tight dress. A waist pressed close, and hips that almost caressed it. I started my walk at the top. My lips trailing down her neck, tugging at her earlobe with my teeth, elicited a moan from her. Lower I went, licking one nipple with my tongue through the fabric of the dress. As I touched her, she writhed and raised her head, but then yielded to my breath. “You taste so good,” I chimed, my hands reaching for her dress’s zipper. I slid it down slowly. The cloth was bunching at her waist while I revealed those luscious curves. I bent down to lick from the navel to the breasts while my hands cupped her breasts, her thumbs rubbing hard nipples. “I have never been able to resist your touch.” Her fingers twining through my hair, she gripped mine while her back arched from my touch in shivers. “I have dreamed of having your hands on me.” I was licking and sucking hard at her pussy through the lace of her panties while traipsing down. She was very wet; her juices had soaked right through the delicate fabric of her panties, causing the room to fill with the musky fragrance of her want. My thick fingers slid to the waistband of her panties. I started pulling them down and tossing them aside. “So wet,” I whispered against her skin as my fingers slipped deep inside her with my thumb circling her clit. She bucked her hips excitedly. “Fuck me!” she cried, choking on her need.” Please, inside me, I need you.” I was not able to resist her any longer. I took my clothes off quickly, cock aching for her, and mounted atop her. With purpose, she draped her leg around me and locked her gaze with mine as I took her slowly. “Oh God,” she exclaimed, nails scratching along the territory of my shoulder blade. “You feel so good!” I began moving, thrusting my hips against hers while my cock slid in and out of her warmly aching pussy. She met my movement with hers, our bodies in perfect harmony with one another, breath short and gasped in spurts. “Harder,” she breathed out hoarsely. “Harder, fuck me!” I obliged, doing as she wished; thrust after thrust more forceful than the last, my cock slapping against her pussy loud in the room. Each thrust was met by a piercing scream of pleasure as her body shook and clenched around my cock. “I’m close,” she teetered out, all wound up. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I could feel the growing puckering of her orgasm swimming down my cock. The tighter the grip she held on me, the more I clenched. I sank deeper with every downward thrust, smashing against her G-spot and sending forth her screams. She shuddered in waves, still trembling in conjunction with the spasms of my cock as her pussy clutched eagerly at every whim of the orgasm. “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, utterly losing herself. “Don’t stop. I want more!” I wasn’t done with her yet. I flipped her, made her kneel on all fours. I got into the position where her ass was high in the air. I got behind her with my cock at her entrance, slowly easing in as her pussy stretched to receive me. “Tight, so tight,” I groaned, gripping her hips. “Feels amazing,” I started moving while thrusting my hips into hers. My cock moved in and out. She was hard with force, and loud moans counted her thrusts. “Harder,” she said in a rasp. “Fuck me harder!” I obeyed. Stormier in my work, my hands held firmly on her hips. Each crazy thrust made her moans louder from her, each tremble of her pussy clenched my cock. I marked the passing of my fill.

In a seductive tone, she said, “Let’s try something new,”. “This has always been my fantasy,” I raised a brow interrogatively. “Yeah? What is it?” Her eyes were lit with undeniable mischief. “To pour hot wax all over my body. And then, I want you to blow on it along with ice, make it cold again.” I felt a twitch in my pants. “And what else?” She bit her lip, never breaking eye contact with me. “Drink my milk. When I’m lactating, suck on my breasts, drink from them.” A shudder of desire ran through me. “Fuck, Pooja. You’re driving me crazy.” In the kitchen, I grabbed ice and a candle. I lit it. I came back to my bedroom and gazed at Pooja’s figure. She was herself, only now she had her legs wide open and a slick of juice on her pussy. “Certainly, sure of this?” I asked, my voice raw with desire. She nodded with anticipation. “Do that to me.” I went down, and my lips brushed hers. “You’re going to love this,” I whispered. I held the candle to drip hot wax on her skin, and it touched her body. She gasped, arching and trembling her back. “Oh God,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. That feels so good.” I continued, the hot wax dripping onto her skin, her body squirming with pleasure. Leaning down, I rubbed ice on her. Meanwhile, I licked the wax off of her, gripping her softly with my teeth. She moaned as her body wriggled against my touch. “You taste good,” I whispered down her body. I went back to her and hugged her pussy, kissing and licking away her juices as I slid my fingers lightly inside. Her hips began moving up and down as waves of pleasure went rushing through her. “I’m going to make you cum,” I growled as I slammed my fingers in there. “You’re going to scream my name.” I licked and sucked her clitoris whilst thrusting my fingers in and out, my other hand grabbing her breast and rubbing her nipple with my thumb. She was moaning and throwing her body into convulsions from cumming. “Oh God, yes!” She screeched as the surge of pleasure ran through her body. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Left and right thrusts from my fingers. I kept on licking and sucking her, my other hand grabbing her other breast, rubbing the nipple. She came again, convulsing fully as her pussy clenched tightly around my fingers. “Oh God,” she moaned, drowning in orgasmic waves. “That was incredible,” I mounted her, cock poised at her entrance. The slow slide inside was met by the warm heat of her pussy melting away for me. With my tongue and nose on her breast, I continued to place my hand on the woman’s nipple while simultaneously using both hands. There were moans from deep in pleasure, while her milk filled my mouth. I gulped down, her body twitched for more, “Oh god, yes,” she moaned, trembling full with pleasure. “Drink it all; drink every last drop.” I obeyed her request by mouth-sucking on her nipple, licking my tongue, and applying pressure to it with my other hand gripping her breast, using my thumb to touch her. I consumed every single drop of her milk, my cock feeling desperate. “I’m swooning,” I exclaimed. “That’s just amazing.” She smiled, her eyes dark with desire. “I want to suck your dick.” I pushed her backwards, and she was on her hands and knees with her buttocks. I positioned myself, my dick at her mouth. Slowly, as I pushed in, her mouth opened to fit me. I commenced walking, with my hips protruding towards hers and my dick moving in and out of her grasp. The room filled with her moans. “Harder,” she pushed, every word lined with exhaustion. I complied, my fists tightened up, both hands clutching her face.’ Every thrust was screamed with pain, her body trembling. My dick is gripping tight around her mouth. I was done, and I wanted to invade her pussy. I pushed her, and she was on her fours. I positioned myself behind her, my dick at her pussy entrance. I start the pounding with a new sense of purpose. “Please, don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” she said. I could feel her orgasm growing louder and closer to my body. I pushed forward with greater force, pushing my dick into her G-spot. She screamed, her body convulsed, and her pussy tightened around my cock as she had her orgasm. She cried out with joy, “Oh God, I want you to cum inside me.” My patience was shattered. I pushed too hard, and my bloody dick and muscles tightened. When I came around, I felt my ejaculation invade her pussy. She cried out with joy, “Oh my God!” My body was scorched when I fell onto her, with my cock still attached. We lay there for a brief period, with our bodies intertwined and breathing in short gasps. Our bodies interacted and our breaths dribbled as we lay there for a moment. I pulled her into my arms and rolled away. With her body still shaking, she swung into my arms. “That was…incredible,” she muttered, her expression being raspy. I smooch her lips tightly. “It was, wasn’t it?” Nodding, her eyes closed, and smiling, she said. “It was,” She said, “Oh my God, I have been craving for this so long.” My lips pressed against hers as I smiled. “It was worth the wait”. Any suggestions or reviews are most welcome via Gmail/Gchat ([email protected]). I’m open to writing erotica or sharing your valuable experiences as well. I stay in Delhi. Any ladies or girls out there who need someone to talk to, want to satisfy their deepest dark fantasies, can ping me.