Previous Part: My Sex voyage with a Kashmiri guy – Part 1
Hi, dear readers. This is Reena Ghosh again with Part 2 of my earlier story. I had narrated how I had life’s best sex with Rounaq. I am sure you must have enjoyed my erotic tale. Now further.
Saturday morning.
After Rounaq left, I slept like a log of wood. I opened my eyes, and it was early morning, and the sun had already risen. I was feeling satisfied as never before. My pussy was still having cum inside, my nipples were sore, but it was a great feeling.
I was still lying in bed, and my phone rang. It was my hubby from London. I said, “Hello,” in a feeble voice. My hubby was in a jovial mood and said, “Your feeble voice makes me believe you have been royally pounded last night.” I chuckled and replied, “Shut up, you madarchod.”
He likes to hear gaalis from me. He had a haughty laugh and told me he would be back on Sunday late at night. I bade him bye. My mind was engrossed in the events of last night. Rounaq’s touch, his big cock, the prowess of his kisses, his smell, the taste of his cum and whatnot. I slept for another hour or so.
I got up and freshened myself. At 10 AM, I got a call from Rounaq, “Hi baby, hope you had a good sleep.” I was thrilled to hear his voice. I said, “Ya Rounaq, I slept well. How are you?” Rounaq, “I am going to attend a series of meetings. The evening and night are reserved for you.”
It sent goosebumps in me, and I replied, “Wow!” He said, “Jaan! I want you to come to my Hotel Sonar Bangla at 7.30 PM.” I was excited and replied, “Yes, darling, I will be there.” He said bye for now. I was eagerly waiting for the evening to come and be with Rounaq.
I took a light lunch and had an afternoon nap. I got up at 5 and went to the bathroom. I watched myself nude in the mirror and felt as if Rounaq was watching me. I felt horny and wet. I rubbed my body, fiddled with my nipples, fingered my pussy and pampered myself.
I wore a light pink bra, which revealed more than it concealed and laced pink panties. I wore an emerald blue top and black trousers. As usual, I wore a light make up and applied my favourite channel perfume with musk odour supposed to attract men.
I was a seductress looking forward to an eventful and lustful evening and night ahead. I booked a cab and left for the hotel. I was in the Sonar Bangla hotel lobby at 7.30 and looked around. Suddenly my eyes caught the view of a painting on the wall and got immersed in it.
Suddenly, a hand touched my right shoulder, and when I turned around, it was Rounaq smiling. He said, “Hi, Hottie. Where are you engrossed?” I blushed, and he hugged me tightly. I felt the current in my body. I said, “How are you handsome?”
Rounaq was wearing a black shirt tucked into blue Jeans. He looked casual and relaxed. He teased me, “Did you talk to your husband about last night?” I shot back, “Did you talk to your wife? Both of us had a naughty laugh.
Raunaq held my left hand, and we started walking towards the bar and restaurant. We reached the dimly lit place and took a corner seat facing each other. Rounaq ordered my choice of red wine, and he ordered scotch for himself. He said, “I feel hungry.”
“Me too,” I replied. Both of us laughed at the double meaning. We started drinking our respective drinks. Rounaq ordered for few fish and chicken dishes. We kept on chatting about our lives, childhood days, marriage, etc. It was almost 10 we finished our drinks and dinner.
I was feeling drunk and horny as well. We got up, and there was a difference in my walking. Rounaq held my hand we started walking towards the lift. I rested my head on Rounaq”s shoulder in the lift till we reached the 15th floor, where his room was booked.
I could see a bulge in his pants, and I teased him, “Someone is already hard.” He said, “Jaan! It wants to enter the gateway to heaven.” I said, “Who is stopping it?” We reached the room, which was magnificent and nicely decorated. I threw my purse on the bed and rushed to the loo to piss.
Rounaq stood outside to see me pissing. I said, “Besharam.” (Shameless) I opened my sandals and just lay on the bed. I said, “Rounaq, I am feeling sleepy.” He said, “Raat abhi baki hai, baat abhi baaqi hai.” ( The best of the night is yet to come.)
“Oh, Rounaq, you are such a Jaan.” I caught hold of his hand and pulled him on the bed. Lo! The beast in him was awakened. He started kissing me as if there was no tomorrow. I was reciprocating equally. He removed my top and threw my bra away.
I took away his shirt, and he threw his trousers away. He pulled my pants and sniffed my pussy. “Reena, you have a perfumed chut (pussy).” It made me wild. I pulled his briefs down, and his seven-inch cock was out of the snare in full glory.
Rounaq, “Bitch, I will take you to heaven.” He wanted to be us in 69 position. He came on my top with his mouth resting on my pussy and his cock in my mouth. Oh God! I had just seen this in porn and read about it. He puffed my pussy licked it, and his tongue made in and out motion.
My clit was getting touched by the tip of his tongue, and I was moaning. Meanwhile, his cock went full throat in my mouth. It smelled heavenly. I felt the rush of Adrenaline, and after getting licked for almost 15 minutes, I burst into an orgasm. My juices leaked, and he tasted all.
“Rounaq, you fill my mouth with your cum. I beg you, bastard, treat me with your cream pie.” I increased the pace of blowing, and he started deeper thrusts in my mouth, and after a while, he released his cum load in ever-going jerks. I swallowed every drop, but still, some got spilt on my face.
Oh! What a royal Oral sex we had. Raunq had promised me to show heaven with his oral tricks. We laid on each other. After some time, Rounaq got up and went to the loo. He intentionally kept the door open. I could feel the sight and sound of his peeing.
I got turned on again. Rounaq came towards me and offered me some grapes, which were lying on the table in the fruit basket. Rounaq, “Grapes are the fruits of love and lust.” We both enjoyed the forbidden fruit. I could feel Rounaq’s cock rising slowly.
Since he doesn’t have the foreskin, his mushroom tip shines to its glory. We started kissing again, and he started pressing my boobs one by one. This was followed by his sucking my nipples and pressing the other one. This continued for a long time till I was wet.
I was ready to take the onslaught of his fully erect manhood. I begged him, “Fuck me, please.” Rounaq, “Yes jaan With all my love and lust.” He opened my legs and looked at my eager pussy, and rested the tip of his cock on my lips.
“Koshur Lyaath and Bengali Gud,” (Kashmiri Cock and Bengali pussy) He whispered. “Rounaq, You are killing me. Fuck me fast.” He pushed his cock into my pussy which was dripping with lubricating juices, and he started his deep thrusts.
I was moaning and shouting, “Bastard, kill me. You are the best fucker in the world.” He kept on pounding me, and we changed positions. I was now in the cowgirl position, and both of us were galloping together. I became weak and just had a second orgasm. This time more intense than the previous one.
Rounaq was a horse of long race. He was still erect, and no sign of his cumming. After a while, Rounaq said, “Now you be my real bitch, and I will fuck you in a doggy position.” I was scared but felt safe with Rounaq who was an expert in handling me.
“I am always your bitch,” I said. He made me be on fours, and slowly, he started sniffing me from behind. Oh! Heaven, it was a strange feeling. He started inserting his cock in my pussy from behind, and slowly and steadily it went inside.
“Rounaq, You are a sex god. Yeh hunar kahan se seekha?” (Where did you learn this art?) Anyway, he kept on thrusting me from behind, and I was crying in ecstasy. I was wondering, “Is sex so pleasurable thing?” He kept on galloping with deep thrusts, and I pleaded with him to cum inside my cunt.
Both of us increased our pace, and I cum first. In a second, he discharged his semen in my pussy. Since it was doggy style, part of the fluid oozed out. Both of us were exhausted by this marathon fucking. Three orgasms in one hour. Incredible!
It was past midnight, and both of us fell in each other’s arms and slept naked.
Sunday morning. The alarm rang at 6 AM. I got awakened as a satisfied woman. Rounaq was still asleep, and I slowly tried to wake him up. I touched his cock, which was in a peaceful state.
I said, “Hey, handsome! Get up. You have to catch the flight to Delhi.” Rounaq opened his eyes smiled and and pulled me towards him. He stated, fiddling with my boobs.
“Rounaq, you are still not satisfied?” He said, “My sexual appetite will always be for you. Moreover, morning fucking is heavenly.” By now, his cock was erect, and I was also feeling lusty. I said, “OK, baba. Do what you want to.”
He started pressing my boobs, fingering my pussy, and, in no time, pushed his cock inside me. I shouted in pain and ecstasy. He kept on fucking me, and I fully cooperated. “Morning fuck is heavenly,” I shouted.
We kept on changing positions from missionary to cowgirl. With half an hour of thrusting and pushing, both of us discharged together. “Rounaq, you are a tankful of semen,” and I kept on squeezing his testicles. He said, “You like it.”
I said, “Yes, Lustyman!”
We laid still for some time. Rounaq was still lying down. I freshened up myself, and Rounaq came behind me. He pissed on my legs, and this was very kinky, which I liked. Both of us took a bath together, rubbed, soaped and wiped each other.
I helped Rounaq in packing, and we left the room after a deep kiss. We went to a restaurant to have breakfast and called a cab to drop Rounak at the airport and me at my house. We went inside the cab, and silence engulfed us for the pain of parting.
Rounaq said, “ We Kashmiris are very emotional and romantic. We are lovably lustful and lustfully lovable.” I was speechless and nodded my head. He looked into my eyes, and tears rolled down my cheeks.
I asked, “Abaar kokhun ashbe?” (When will you come next? )
He replied, “Very soon. I will miss you.”
Rounaq kissed my hand and got out of the cab. I waited till he reached the gate, and he waved at me with a flying kiss. I waved back.
So, friends, this was my unforgettable sex voyage with a Kashmiri guy. Hope you enjoyed it and would appreciate feedback, especially from sexy ladies like me who love multiple orgasms. Till then, bye. Cheers.