The Monsoon Experience - Part II
Two days later in the afternoon at around 1:30 I received the call I was waiting for. Hello cowboy, how are you doing?” I wanted to say that I am dying to meet you and fuck you but dint wanted to show her how desperate I am, that would be kind a amateur, Pretty good Riya. Good to hear from you. How are you doing? I am fine too. My husband is out of Chennai and will not be back for a few days, so why don’t you come over tonight for dinner at around 8:30”Yes of course, 8:30 you said” Yeah, I will see you then, You, take care” You too bye”“bye bye” And there was another wait. Time runs at snail pace when you are waiting for something. I was ready at 7, dressed up formally in all black. Bought a box of chocolate. But it had to be 8:30, maybe a minute late but not early. At exactly 8:30, I left my place and was there in front of her flat. Checked everything once more before ringing the bell. Come on in” her voice called out “ and please bolt the door behind you” I did the same. Her house seemed different today. There were candles lit all over the place, dim lights, candles on the dining table, food ready to be served, mild music, fragrance all over. It was romantic and I was getting into the mood. Will be out n a minute” No problem take your time” I was on the sofa flipping through a magazine when she walked out of her room, she looked so ravishing. Red black colored saree tied below her navel, her slim waist, the curves of her body, wearing a blouse with 2 cups held by two threads one tied at the back and the other the back of the neck. I could not stop myself from ogling at her. She didn’t look beautiful she looked sexy, bootilicious , amazing. There was no love just lust in the air and we were crazily driven by it. And that’s what it had to be or we wouldn’t have been together tonight. Looking good cowboy” Thank you, and you look ravishing” Gave the chocolates to her, then we went to have dinner. There was soup, noodles and salad for dinner. We weren’t hungry, dinner was a formality. The only thing we were hungry for is, she my cock and me her juicy cunt. We spoke about our backgrounds and lotto other topics. I had my eyes on her all the time, a tiger waiting to pounce on its prey and she could see that. She had the same looks. I was on fire, my cock hard and erect. Seemed like it would tear out through my trousers. I had to wait. Finishing our dinner we cleared the dishes together. We went to the living room. The music played, she asked me for a dance. I am a very bad dancer but I couldn’t have said no. I went ahead and we danced. Holding our hands, my right around her waist, to get to feel that naked back, to get to caress it, with that looks in her eyes which were filled with lust, I could no longer hold myself. I locked my hands around her waist pulled her close and we kissed deep, tongues exploring each other’s mouth, my hands running all over that gorgeous slim sexy her. All over that giggling ass, her perfect firm boobs, her smooth naked back. Her hands grabbing me tight. I broke the kiss, changed the music, sat on the sofa with a can of Red Bull and asked her to strip herself and she readily agreed. With those sexy, tempting moves she started to strip down. Opening the knot of her bra at the back she let it stay there, swindled around, danced came close to me. Gave me a litte lap dance made me hold the end of her saree and went away turning round, then throwing a few moves and then turning around again. She was now left with a black silk petticoat and half untied bra. Then she untied her petticoat and let it fall on the floor revealing her black colored panty. Now she got rid of the knot which held her blouse exposing her firm 34 C size boobs which giggled with her moves. My heart pounded with excitement, adrenaline running high. She removed the last piece of cloth, her panty, standing in front of me with nothing but a pair of sandals which made her look even more sexy. She came close, took the can off Red Bull, pulled me up and threw herself on the sofa. I guessed it was my turn. With a few moves I got rid of all the clothes I was wearing. When I pulled down my underwear, my cock sprung up and out of its cage. Now I held her hand pulled her close and we kissed again, my cock rubbing against her pussy. My hands fondling with her boobs and her ass. Kissing her exploring her mouth, We were wild and hot. Her hands running my back, holding my cock caressing my balls, both of us moaning with excitement. I carried her to the dining table made her sit on it. I ran my tongue all over her, nibbling her earlobes, down the neckline, her arm pits, and her boobs. Giving extra attention to her boobs, with my hands running down her thighs, her back, kissing her belly button, bathing her with my saliva while she played with my cock and moaned like a bitch. I made her lie down on the table and moved my tongue up her thigh up to her juicy cunt, encircled it and then moved on to the other thigh and I could see how much she wanted me to lick her cunt and its always fun, teasing them, making them beg. Up the other thigh and encircle her cunt with my tongue. She caught hold of my hair and forced me on her cunt. Then I started licking her slowly first and then increased my speed sucking her pussy lips, tongue fucking her. I could hear her moan. Lick it you bastard, stop teasing me. I always wanted this but my husband only wants to shove his tiny cock and is over with it in 5 minutes. Lick me darling, drink me dry. Suck my cute little pussy. I am your whore, yeah yeah u fuck harder harder aaaahhhhhh I am coming yeah yeah yeah ……..I stopped a while as she enjoyed her climax. I wanted to lick her asshole. So I made her stand. And asked her to bend down with her hands on the table. What a sight that was? So cute an ass. Round and smooth.