Dream Fantasies And Fetishes Of My Best Friend's Sister
I received a text message which contained a postcode and time and read, “Drink plenty of water and don’t be late, Shivani.” Bewildered at the text message, I mean what was the whole drink plenty of water about? Anyway, I drank water throughout the day. We were due to meet at the hotel at 7.30 pm. So I left. I didn’t see much of Arjun these days. The remaining exams were from a different course, so we didn’t study together. I recall drinking approximately 2 liters of water in such a short space of time. Anyway, I reached the hotel. I caught the train as it was some distance away. Checking the pictures on Trip Advisor it was, in fact, a lavish hotel. The approximate cost was around £150 per night. Shivani was truly spending the money now. I stood inside the lift and pressed for the 35th floor. I knocked on the door. The feeling of excitement rushed. The door opened and it was pitch black. “Baby, stay there,” Shivani gave me some clothes. “I bought you a uniform get changed in the bathroom.” I could barely make out what it was until I got into the bathroom. It was black latex underwear with bands that could be tied to my shoulders. I was now excited. I have never done this sort of thing nor have I ever fantasied about it. The fact that Shiv was instigating it had me more excited than ever. I was yet to see what she was wearing and my excitement grew beyond belief. I entered the room, which was decorated in an elegant chocolate brown. The washroom was on the right hand side upon entering and the king-sized bed lay before me. Decorated in a white with gold stitching with a 50” television directly opposite. The room was spacious with plenty of ornaments and lamps scattered around. The room was still dark and upon my entrance, Shiv had switched on the light. My jaws dropped. She looked like a supermodel out of a Marvel movie. She wore black vinyl dungarees which enhanced her boobs. She wore five-inch heels with her feet painted in white. She also wore enhanced glasses and looked like a right slut. Her vinyl was stitched in white. I could see the level of detail. There was much more stitching on the upper level than the bottom. Her chest was barely covered. My penis grew larger and once again the feeling of my blood reaching my penis instilled. I was speechless and Shivani did most of the talking. “You must remember about fulfilling my fantasies. This is just a glimpse of what gets me super excited,” she said. Her voice extra enhanced almost possessing a level of confidence I had never seen. “Wow Shivani I didn’t quite expect this, baby, you continue to surprise me.” “Today I will be calling the shots. I want you to just enjoy.” Many thoughts passed my mind. This was certainly not the sister of Arjun I met. The shyness instantly became a distant memory. So did this level of confidence grow over-night or was it instilled from the get-go? “Come closer, baby, don’t be shy,” said Shiv. I approached Shiv as she lay on one side waiting. Her legs closed. I lay on the bed to her left and starred into her large eyes. Her long eyelashes brought out her true complexion. Her small nose shine reflecting from the room lighting. At that point, I knew how amazing she truly was. Shivani came closer and we exchanged a passionate kiss. She didn’t take long before she removed my vinyl clothing as she said, “My, don’t you look amazing today in my present.” I simply nodded unaware of what was coming. She instantly took my penis into her mouth and poured her saliva on the tip of my penis until it ran down six inches. My penis was completely wet. After taking it down her throat she wiped it clean. Shiv continued this on numerous occasions until, finally, she resumed kissing. I was still unable to get a nude view as she continued to use my meat as her own possession. The kissing grew stronger and we were now exchanging saliva as we explored each other’s mouths. I felt amazing. She abruptly stopped and rose from the bed directing me to sit back. She stood and switched on the television and played some music as she danced to the beat flaunting her butt. It was amazing something you see in movies was taking place before me. She twerked as she slowly unfastened the hidden buttons to her top. Slowly she had removed her top and it had reached her waist. She came within inches to me and forced me to pull the remaining with my mouth. This turned me on. I was convinced I have never been so aroused as I was in the past ten minutes. She was now just wearing her bottoms. She slowly removed eventually tearing the remains till she stood before me in just heels. Her butt as round as ever. She soon reached for the oil and spread half the contents onto her butt and the remaining onto her body. I removed myself from the bed and grabbed her butt. I spread the content all over the region until she shined. I inserted my finger in her butt when she let out a loud groan. She then reached for another bottle of oil in her bag and instructed me to lay on the bed. I did as I was told. Before long she reached over and sat on my face. She spread the oil over my body starting from my chest making her way down to my penis. I continued to eat her ass and truly felt at ease. She continued to work on my body as she rubbed the oil completely. Once satisfied and being completely drenched in oil she worked her butt from my waist to my face repeatedly. My god, she worked as a pornstar. “Shiv, you move like you’ve been doing it for years.” She smiled and replied, “Baby, you will never know.” My previous accusations were now confirmed. I was not the first guy Shiv worked on and I was confident I wouldn’t be the last. Nevertheless, it didn’t bother me in the slightest. We were merely sex partners and this arrangement worked wonders. After working my body for over 40 minutes I really needed to pee.