Hey, it’s me, Vikram, the guy from Ooty, here to tell you about a hot encounter I had. I am 28, not too tall, but strong from the gym, and I got this beard that makes me look pretty cool. After college, I was home, studying hard, but man, I missed the ladies. So, I tried this dating app to find some fun.
I matched with this girl, Preethi, from Chennai. We talked for ages before swapping numbers, but she never posted any photos. That was fine by me, because I liked the mystery. We talked about travel and bikes and stuff, and she was really into it. One day, we got real personal and talked about exes. I told her I missed the blowjobs, and she started flirting more.
Then, she started sending these spicy videos on Instagram, and let me tell you, it got me going every time. We talked about what we liked in bed, and she said she loves the foreplay, especially giving and getting head. That got me so hard, I couldn’t even hide it.
So, one fine day, we’re chatting away, and she asks me if I have a hard-on. I tell her yes, and she tells me to show it to her. I was like, “What?” But she insisted, saying she wanted to see. So, I put the phone on the table and took out my dick. It’s a good one, thick and six inches long. She just stared, and I could see her eyes widen. That’s when she told me to drop my undies.
I pull them off, and she goes crazy, biting her lips and all. She’s got these big, bouncy boobs with dark circles around her nipples, and she starts playing with them. I tell her to show me her back, and she does this sexy bend over the bed thing. Oh boy, her ass was like heaven, just waiting to be grabbed. We’re both naked now, jerking off and watching each other on video. It’s like we’re in the same room, and the way she was playing with herself was driving me wild.
Preethi says in this sexy voice, “Vikram, I can’t wait to have you inside me.” And I’m like, “Me neither, baby.” We both keep going, looking at each other’s bodies, and she’s got this sweet pussy, all pink and wet. She’s playing with it, and I can see how tight it looks. I’m about to burst, but I want to make it last. We’re both moaning, getting closer and closer.
“Tell me, Preethi,” I say, trying to catch my breath, “what do you want me to do to you?” She looks up with those big eyes of hers and says, “Everything.” That’s all I need to hear. I start to stroke my dick faster, thinking about all the things I’m gonna do to her when we finally meet. She’s watching me, her hand moving faster too, and I can see her boobs bouncing up and down.
“I want to feel your hands on me,” she says, and my dick jumps at the thought. “Where do you want me to touch you?” I ask, getting more into it. She licks her lips and points to her chest. “My boobs,” she whispers. And that’s all it takes for me to start imagining squeezing those beauties, feeling her nipples get hard under my thumbs.
I start playing with myself harder, watching her play with her tits. She’s got the perfect handful, and the way she’s pinching them makes me want to lean in and take a bite. Her dark areolae look so delicious, and her nipples are like cherries on top. She sees me staring and smiles, then takes one in her mouth, sucking on it like it’s the sweetest thing she’s ever tasted. That’s when I know I can’t hold back anymore.
“Oh, Preethi,” I moan, “Your boobs are so sexy. I wish I could taste them.” She giggles and nods, her eyes locked on my cock. She’s playing with her pussy now, sliding a finger in and out, and it’s all I can do not to come right there. She’s got her other hand on her clit, rubbing it in circles, and I can see her pussy lips puffing up and getting wetter. She’s so turned on, and knowing I’m doing this to her makes me feel like a king.
“How about my ass?” she asks, turning around and giving me a full view. “Is it tight?” I nod, my dick pulsing with each heartbeat. “Do you wanna see?” I nod again, unable to speak. She stands up, her tits bouncing with the movement, and walks to the mirror. She spreads her cheeks apart, showing me her tight, pink asshole. “It’s so clean,” she says, “Would you like to put your dick there?” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. She’s so open, so ready.
Preethi turns around and sits back on the bed, her pussy glistening with excitement. “But first,” she says, “Let’s do something for your cock.”
Me: What do you have in mind?
Preethi: I want you to cum for me, baby. Right here on the call.
Her words were like a command, and I couldn’t resist. I took my cock in hand and started pumping it slowly, watching her in the mirror. Her eyes never left my shaft, and I knew she was imagining it sliding in and out of her mouth. The thought of her full lips wrapped around me was too much to handle.
Preethi’s hand moved faster between her legs, her finger working her clit like she was playing a guitar solo. She was really into it, and that made me even harder. She whispered, “Show me how you like it, Vikram,” and I started to stroke faster, feeling the pressure build up. She was moaning now, her tits bouncing as she played with her pussy.
“Yeah, baby,” she said, her eyes never leaving my cock. “That’s it.” She spread her legs wider, giving me a better view. Her pussy was so wet, and she was sliding her fingers in and out like they were made for it. “I want to feel your tongue on me,” she moaned, and I felt a drop of precum leak out of my cock.
“Imagine it, Vikram,” she whispered, her voice getting all breathy. “Your tongue licking my pussy, going deeper and deeper.” She inserted two fingers into her pussy, moving them in a way that made me want to dive in. “I want to feel your mouth on me, sucking me like a lollipop.” Her words were like fire, making me want to reach through the phone and take her right there.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. I’d never had a video call like this with anyone before. But here we were, both of us playing with ourselves, getting each other off. I could feel my dick getting harder and harder, and I knew I was close. “Preethi,” I groaned, “I’m gonna cum.”
“Do it,” she urged, her own breaths getting quicker. “Cum for me.”
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I stroked my cock faster, watching her in the mirror. Her fingers were a blur between her legs, and she was panting now. She looked so hot, and knowing she was getting off to the thought of me made me feel like a million bucks. “Oh, Preethi,” I groaned, and with a few more pumps, I shot my load all over the phone screen. She watched with a wide smile, her own orgasm washing over her.
“Wow, baby,” she said, breathing hard, “That was amazing.” She pulled her hand away, and I could see how wet she was. Her pussy was glistening, and I wished I was there to lick it clean. “You’re so good at that.”
I couldn’t believe it. I’d never had anyone talk to me like that before. It was like she knew exactly what to say to get me going. “Your turn,” I told her, still panting. “Show me how you do it.”
Preethi didn’t waste a second. She spread her legs and leaned back on the bed, her eyes never leaving mine. She started rubbing her clit in slow, deliberate circles, her other hand playing with her huge tits. Her nipples were so hard, like little pebbles, and I could see the goosebumps on her skin. She was putting on a show, and I was the luckiest guy in the world to be watching.
“Mmm,” she moaned, her voice like honey, “You like watching me, don’t you?”
I nodded, unable to tear my eyes away from her gorgeous form. Her breasts were like melons, heavy and ripe, bouncing with each stroke of her hand. Her areolae were the color of dark chocolate, and her nipples stood tall and proud, begging for attention. Her belly was soft and inviting, leading down to the promised land between her legs.
Preethi’s pussy was like a work of art, perfectly trimmed, with lips that looked so plump and delicious. I watched as she touched herself, her fingers moving with purpose and skill. She was a master at this, and it was clear she enjoyed putting on a show for me. “Tell me, Preethi,” I managed to say, “How does it feel when I watch you?”
“It feels… amazing,” she murmured, her eyes half-closed. “It’s like you’re touching me through the phone.”
Preethi’s hand was moving faster now, her breath coming in gasps. Her boobs were bouncing up and down with each stroke, and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. They were perfect, just the right size for me to grab onto and squeeze. Her nipples looked so sensitive, like they’d taste sweet if I took them in my mouth. I stroked my cock slowly, feeling the warmth of my hand, the slickness of the cum that was still there from my orgasm. I was already getting hard again just watching her.
“Vikram,” she moaned, “Tell me how much you want me.”
“Oh, Preethi,” I groaned, watching her touch herself, “I want you so bad.”
Her hand sped up, and she leaned back further, arching her back and pushing her tits together. They were like two scoops of chocolate ice cream, begging for a lick. “Vikram,” she panted, “I want you too.”
I watched as she slid two fingers into her wet pussy, her thumb playing with her clit. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and she bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan. “Oh, baby,” she murmured, “You’re making me so wet.”
My cock was rock-hard again, and I couldn’t resist touching myself. I stroked it slowly, feeling the veins pulse under my hand. “I want to taste you,” I told her, and she nodded eagerly. Her hand moved faster, her fingers disappearing into her pussy, knuckles deep. “You’re so tight,” I whispered, and she nodded again.
Preethi’s eyes were locked on mine, her breaths coming in quick pants. She was close, so close, and I could feel the tension in the air. “Keep watching me,” she ordered, her voice shaky. I obeyed, stroking my cock in time with her movements. Her pussy was so wet, and her clit was swollen and sensitive. She moaned louder, and I knew she was about to cum.
Her body started to quiver, and she threw her head back, her back arching off the bed. “Oh, fuck, yes,” she screamed, and I watched as she came, her juices gushing out and coating her fingers. She kept playing with herself, the pleasure washing over her in waves. Her tits jiggled with the force of her orgasm.
After we both caught our breath, we started to talk again. “So, when are you coming to Chennai?” she asked, and I couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll be there next month,” I told her. “We can finally meet.”
“I can’t wait to see you,” she said, her voice low and filled with anticipation. “We’re going to have so much fun.”
“Yeah,” I replied, still in awe of what we’d just shared. “It’s going to be amazing.”
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So, folks, this is how I met one of the most beautiful girls using a dating app. On the next episode, I’ll tell you about the day we first met in Chennai and how things proceeded.
Any unhappy girls or aunties are welcome to contact me for sex talks, foreplays, and whatever else they desire. I will be traveling often between Chennai, Coimbatore, Bangalore, and Palakkad. Contact me at [email protected].
Thank you all for reading!