I met a beautiful lady during my flight journey - Part 2
Hi all, in the first part of my story, you read that while going from Delhi to Guwahati, I met a lady at the airport itself. I helped her because she was traveling by air for the first time. Now, further sexy blowjob story: Seeing Manjula’s gushing youth, I started having a strong desire to fuck her. I wish my cock could take a dip in this beauty’s thirsty pussy once or twice. After finishing breakfast, she threw the empty wrappers in the dustbin kept nearby. Then I drank water from the bottle and Manjula also took a few sips from the same bottle. The flight was announced on time. After checking the boarding passes, we started descending towards the ground where the plane was parked. Everyone knows the thrill one feels when boarding an airplane for the first time; Manjula too, must be feeling the same thrill. Our seat was quite towards the back of the plane. I made Manjula sit near the window so that she could see the outside view clearly. I was holding Shiv in my lap. The plane took off on time and within a few minutes, we were in the air very high above the ground. Manjula was getting very happy like a child seeing the views outside; sometimes she would admire the clouds flying close by, and sometimes she would look at the multiplex buildings that looked like toys on the ground. “Sirji, Shiv has been in your lap for two hours, and he has not cried at all. Whereas he starts crying loudly as soon as he goes near a stranger,” she said. “Now, what should I tell you about this. You only have to understand this, after all, he is your son!” I said. “Hmmm, well, Sir, you got to know everything about me, but you didn’t tell me anything about yourself?” he asked. “Oh, when did you ask? Come on, ask what you want to know?” “Whatever you want to tell me!” “My name is Nakul, I am an accountant, I work for Seth ji. At home, there are my parents and my wife. “What accountant? But accountants don’t travel by air wearing suits and ties like these, and neither do they carry an iPhone worth lakhs of rupees in their hands. Let it be, you are fooling me!” she said and started looking away. “Hey, the job of an accountant is to keep track of Seth ji’s money, to make all transactions in the right manner, and this is what I do in a bank,” I explained to her. “Hmmm… so you should say that you are a manager in a bank.” She said cheerfully. “Okay, you can understand it according to your own understanding, but I also did not lie to you!” “So, are you going to Guwahati for some official work?” “Yes, I have to attend a conference related to banking. I have to stay for 2-3 days and then return!” “Then you will have to stay in a hotel?” “Yes, I have made an online reservation in a hotel.” “Where will you stay?” I asked. “My friend has made a reservation for me in a hotel. I have the address and other details in my phone. An unknown city, new people… Sir, I am very tense. Where will the hotel be, how will it be, etc,” she said with a dejected mind. “Let’s see. Don’t worry. I will accompany you to your hotel and drop you off at your room.” I told her. “Sir, thank you very much. I had left home taking the name of Devi Maa and said that now you have to take care of everything, and her blessings were such that I found you.” She said in an emotional voice. While talking like this, I did not even realize when two hours had passed. I was sitting very carefully next to Manjula so that she would not feel any discomfort from my touch. Ladies are very sensitive in such matters; they may not say anything, but they immediately understand your intentions from the way you sit and touch them. I had read in sex stories that an unknown girl was sitting next to me in a bus or train, then this happened, then that happened, etc., and the conversation reached to sucking cock and fucking. Now, how true these stories are, only the writers of the story will know, but there was no such reaction from my side or her side. Our flight landed in Guwahati at 5:15 pm. After coming out, we collected our luggage from the belt and took a taxi to Manjula’s hotel. I got Manjula checked in and went to drop her to her room. Her room was fine. Then I arranged for her dinner from the restaurant there and the food was served in her room. Manjula also seemed satisfied with all these arrangements. While returning, I kissed Shiv and started returning. “Sir, wait a minute, give me your phone number before you leave. If I need anything, I will trouble you again!” said Manjula. We saved each other’s phone numbers, and I came back after saying good night to her. After dropping Manjula at the hotel, I was afraid that she might say that you should also take a room in the same hotel because my original plan was something else. When I came to know that I have to go to Guwahati to attend a conference, I decided to fulfill one of my fantasies, a wish, or say a desire. My wish was to get my penis sucked by a lady. Many of you will laugh after listening to me about what the big deal is in today’s era. But for me, the pleasure of getting my cock sucked was still a dream. Because my wife, who has religious views, does not suck cock, and no woman from outside has ever come into my life. I used to see in porn films how passionately girls suck cock and how they take the splashes of semen from the cock in their mouths and on their faces and enjoy it with satisfaction. Here I also kept reading in stories that she took my penis in her mouth, and this, that, etc. To fulfil this desire, I had booked an escort online to give me a blowjob so that I could get the pleasure of getting my cock sucked at least once in my life. So, after dropping Manjula at her hotel, I reached my hotel at around 7 pm. After checking in, I took a leisurely bath and by the time I got ready, it was almost eight 8 pm.