Fucked A Lady At Friend's Destination Wedding In Jaipur
Hey, people, I am Akash Singh here with a story with an elder woman at my friend’s destination wedding in Jaipur. About me, I am 25, unmarried, average bodyline with attractive looks. This happened about 2 months ago at Jaipur at a best friend’s wedding. My friend Arjun invited me to his grand long-distance wedding at some palace-like hotel at Jaipur. He is supposed to be my college friend and we were meeting after a long time. I took two days of leave to attend his wedding. I reached a day before his sangeet night and checked in at the hotel. It was evening. I met a few friends there, Arjun and his family. It was a classy hotel and the ambiance was so refreshing. I quickly freshened up and went for a drink at a bar. So here I had a glance at my lady of the story. Babita (name changed) was 35, unmarried, 34-30-34, and had a perfect hourglass figure. She was wearing a black mini one-piece dress which was a little above her knees and was shoulderless. Her body was milk-white and she was swaying in that dress. She was dancing on some desi beats with a glass of red wine in her hand. I was staring at her for a long time from a bar area. I spotted Arjun there, called him, and asked him if she was from his side or the brides. He told me that she’s a marketing manager of his firm. He has invited her as they’re working together in the same department. He could sense my intentions and asked me if he should introduce me to her. They’re on quite good terms and share personal talks, which I got to know later. I gave in. I took a glass of whiskey and moved with Arjun on the dance floor. He danced with her and later I joined. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and played cool until Arjun started introducing me to her. We shook hands and all three moved together at the bar. Arjun insisted on a round of vodka for which we gave in. After which Arjun moved from there leaving us both alone. He winked at me excusing us. I started a conversation with her- Me- “So, Babita, how’s the party going?” She (smilingly) – “Bebo. Call me, Bebo.” Me- “Okay, so Bebo, how’s the party going? Are you enjoying it?” She – “Yes, pretty good. I am enjoying it. What’s up with you?” Me – “Me, too. So I suppose to be his friend from college. We did a party, drink, and girls together.” She (exclaimed) – “Oh is it? Hope you both ain’t marrying the same girl!” she laughs. Me – “Oh, no, never.” (we hit a high five) Post this she had another drink and we danced together. Then she left after excusing me. I tried to find her in the club and in the corridors. But she was nowhere to find. I went back to my friends’ room and we did some drinks there again and dozed off. The second day was the sangeet day. It was an afternoon we came down the open ground hall where the haldi ceremony was. I saw her there. She was wearing salwar and sleeveless kameez, but she didn’t notice me. I stood there only and didn’t initiate conversation as I didn’t want to be creepy and played it cool. She noticed me when the ceremony was over and waved at me from a distance. I waved back. Me, Arjun, Bebo, and a male friend of mine had lunch together. Soon my friends joined in and she went from there leaving the boy’s gang alone. Now, at the sangeet night where my dreams of fucking her took place in reality. I was late as I did drink a lot after lunch and it took time for getting me sober. It was about 9 in the evening. Everybody was there at the banquet hall dancing on some Bollywood beats. The groom, his family, his cousins, and few friends performed the dance taught by choreographers. We enjoyed it there. I was looking for her. After some 10 minutes, she appeared from nowhere, asking me if I was looking for her. She wore a red one-piece dress which was revealing a lot of her cleavage and back. Everyone seemed stunned looking at her. She stood by me and asked again in my ear as there was a lot of sound of the DJ. I told her that I was just looking around for my friends. She smiled naughtily and stood there shyly. We then went and danced with some people on the groom’s side. She took my arm in her hand. She told me she’s going to get some fresh air as it was a little suffocating there and we were sweating. I said okay and we moved out of the hall. We then took a lift and reached to 8th floor at the terrace. The view was mesmerizing and nobody was there. No sound, just her, me, and peace. We stood there for like 10 minutes and she asked me if I have some cigarettes. Fortunately, I had a pack and offered her one. We lit one and shared it. She was slaying in that dress under the light of the moon and her sweat was just making her glow more. She caught me staring and asked me what my plans were. I told her, “Nothing, I’ll just attend the wedding tomorrow and leave by late evening,” to which she laughed. She said, “I am not asking about the wedding. I am asking about what you’re planning to do with me.” I stood shyly and asked her what she meant by that. She asked me, “Don’t try to act. I am noticing you since yesterday and of course, Arjun told me everything, mister.” I was stunned, not knowing what to say. She went further and told in my ear, “Even I’m trying na hitting on you,” and laughed. I was amazed and waiting to take the next step. She then moved a bit towards me, turned around, and wrapped her in my arms. She pushed me to the wall with the help of her back. Now I was facing her neck and her ass was just touching near my crotch area. I instantly got a hard-on. I asked her if she was drunk. She said she’s sober and fully conscious of what she’s doing. After listening to this I grabbed her tight and moved my face towards her. We kissed. Her cranberry-like tasting lips with a mild taste of cigarettes were making me weak on my knees. She turned around and gave me a passionate one.