Love and Sex in India - Part 1
I’m Harish, 31, from Colombo, Sri Lanka. I’m a little over 6′ tall, and I have somewhat well-built muscles due to my workout routine and diet. My skin is somewhat dark, and my face is shaven. My hair is short. So, I was in India recently for a job-related issue. Since I was visiting Delhi as well, I decided to meet up with someone I got to know through ISS. She’s Mahi Sharma, 28, from Delhi. Let me tell you what she looks like so you can imagine. Her measurements are 34D-32-36, and her height is 5’10. She works out regularly, so she has a visibly toned body. Not like a female bodybuilder, but… You get the idea. She’s in an open relationship with her boyfriend. More on that later. Now, I already knew that Mahi is into real hardcore sex so much so that she even refuses to use safe words. She’s the kind of woman who would rather cry her eyes out than tap out because the sex is too hard. Knowing this, I talked to her about, well, fucking her. We had a video chat, where she saw how big my erect cock is and how long I can last before the first ejaculation. I guess the fact that I’ve been surgically circumcised for over a decade helped. After the initial one-to-one meeting with her and her boyfriend, we established how we were going to do it. Basically, I was to have my way with her, and she was to resist me as hard as possible. In the end, I was to ejaculate on her. “The outcome is obvious. The process is where the thrill is,” is what she said to me. First, I let her know about her safe words. “Say RED if you want me to stop. Say YELLOW if you want me to slow down. If you can’t talk for some reason, move your head from side to side, and I’ll let you talk.” The following is the sex scenario. Scenario: Mahi wanted to meet me for coffee and get to know me through the chat, but I had other plans for her. She showed up at the cafe, wearing a beautiful red dress and a winter jacket over it. I watched her wait around for me to show up and leave. “This is it, Harish, if we had anything between us, it’s now over,” she had sent me before blocking me. I smiled. It didn’t matter that she blocked me on social media. She couldn’t block me in real life. I waited for her to leave the cafe. Then, I followed her and found out where she lives. Then, I waited for her boyfriend to leave home before sneaking up behind the house. I was wearing full black clothing along with a black mask. I was ready to break in. The back door was unlocked. Hmm… that was odd. I slowly opened it and walked silently into the house. She was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. Her back was towards me. She was wearing a T-shirt. I slowly walked behind her and grabbed her throat and her face at the same time with both my hands. She was wearing shorts. “Mmph,” she started whimpering, clinging onto my arms, as I pulled her over the sofa and put her on the floor. “Mahi, look at me, bitch,” I said, pulling down my mask. I smiled at her. “Harish?” She said in a scared tone. “How did you find where I live?” “I watched you leave the cafe, and I followed you.” “So you set me up so you could come here and have your way with me?” “Just shut up and get to work,” I said, grabbing her neck with both my hands (left on the front, right on the back), and pulling her to her feet. As she struggled and coughed, I dragged her to the nearby bedroom and threw her onto the bed. As she fell on the bed and panted, I loosened up my pants and pulled out my cock. It was already half erect due to the excitement of what I was about to do. I grabbed Mahi’s hair and pulled her to my cock. Mahi had her eyes and her lips shut tight, refusing to let me fuck her mouth, so I slapped her right cheek. Mahi looked at my face as tears started forming in her eyes. “Open it, slut!” I screamed at her face, as she started whimpering, opening her eyes. As soon as she opened her mouth, I pushed my cock in with all of my strength. “Rub your lip around that cock…that’s it.” “Gluk,” she gagged. I grabbed both sides of her head and started moving it back and forth. “Gluk, gluk,” she gagged with each thrust. Her eyes were shut tight. I increased the speed of wabbling her head back and forth as fast as I could. She grabbed my wrists and tried to slow down my hands. I grabbed her wrists and twisted them towards her back, with my cock still inside of her mouth. I held her wrists in place with my left hand. With my right hand, I took my belt off my pants. Then I tied her wrists against her lower back. Then I grabbed the back of her head and pressed it hard against my crotch as I fell on the bed. “Nice work so far, ho,” I said, as I slapped her upper back hard with my right hand. She looked at me and widened her lips into a smirk, as two new tears fell from her eyes. I slapped her left cheek. “Don’t you smile at me, bitch!” I said, as I slapped her. Her smirk vanished. After that, I let her face go. “Oh, ok,” she coughed. “Please let me go. I can’t take this anymore!” Mahi cried. I didn’t say a thing. Instead, I rolled her upwards. She tried to push me away with her legs, but I pushed her legs away. I then slapped her both inner thighs as I positioned myself between her legs. I then grabbed her pants and pulled them to both sides. “BRRRP!” and off came her pants. “No… no, no, no, no, please no!” Mahi whimpered. I then touched her pussy over her panties. It was wet as fuck. “Your mouth says no, no, but your pussy lips say yes, yes,” I said. I then ripped her panties away, too. Her rose-like pussy showed up. It was obvious that she was enjoying my rough treatment. “Now that you’ve had your fun, it’ll only be fair if I have mine too,” I said, as I grabbed her T-shirt by her collar, and… “BRRRP!” Off came her t-shirt. I then did the same thing to her bra, exposing her boobs. Now that she was effectively naked, it was my turn.