Hello everyone, I am Faraz (pen name), a 30-year-old from South Mumbai. I am a gym enthusiast with a physique similar to Tiger Shroff and, of course, I am well-endowed at 8 inches long and 2.5 inches thick, ready to please any woman.
Firstly, I won’t exaggerate my abilities, but I will only write about my real encounters. So, here’s one that happened during the lockdown. I was going through a rough patch in my career due to the pandemic, which also affected my relationship. Due to restrictions, I couldn’t meet my girlfriend and satisfy her needs, leading to depression and neglect of self-care. Unfortunately, I developed a toothache as a result.
After some research, I found a reputable dentist who charged less than others and booked an appointment at her clinic. Let me introduce the hot diva, Dr. Shu****, a BBW with a body that can set the bed on fire. She’s also divorced with a daughter, which I found out after our fifth sexual encounter.
The day of my dental appointment had arrived, and I found myself standing before the clinic door, my heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Stepping inside, I was greeted by the familiar smell of antiseptic and the hum of dental equipment. Dr. Shu**** was at her desk, her back turned to me as she wrote in a chart. She must have sensed my presence, as she swiveled around, a professional smile on her face.
“Good afternoon,” she said, her voice warm and inviting. “You must be Faraz. Please, have a seat in the chair.”
I complied, settling into the dentist’s chair, the worn leather creaking beneath me. I placed my hands on the cold, stainless-steel armrests, took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My mouth opened automatically, a conditioned response to the dreaded dentist visit. I heard the rustle of latex gloves and felt a cold rush of air as she prepared her tools, including the intimidating syringe filled with anesthetic.
Fear gripped me, and I felt my palms grow sweaty. I could imagine the sharp prick of the needle, the metallic taste of blood, and the numbness that would follow. My heart raced, and I unconsciously clenched my jaw, which only made Dr. Shu**** chuckle softly.
“It’s alright,” she murmured, her voice now gentle and soothing. “I promise I’ll be as quick and painless as possible.”
Feeling her breath on my face, I cracked open one eye and then the other. She was leaning in close, her face inches from mine, her expression genuine and reassuring. I found myself drawn to her full, red lips and the way her dark hair framed her face. She smelled divine – a mix of light, floral perfume and the faint, underlying scent of her skin. My eyes traveled down, taking in her ample cleavage, visible through the open collar of her white coat. She was a BBW, her curves accentuated by her professional attire, and I felt a stirring in my groin at the sight.
I couldn’t explain what came over me. Perhaps it was the fear, the adrenaline, or the unexpected attraction I felt for this woman. Whatever the reason, my hands seemed to have a mind of their own. They slid off the armrests and onto her thighs, giving them a gentle squeeze. She stiffened for a moment, surprise flickering across her face, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in further, her breasts now brushing against my chest.
In that fraction of a second, her body moved, and her right breast filled my waiting hand. I hesitated, then gave it a gentle, exploratory squeeze. Her skin was soft, her breast firm and full. I could feel her nipple harden against my palm, and I heard her breath hitch ever so slightly. Emboldened, I continued my ministrations, my thumb brushing back and forth over her nipple.
After what felt like an eternity, she moved away, switching sides to examine my other teeth. I followed suit, my left hand now cupping her left breast. I couldn’t believe my luck. Here I was, in a dentist chair, groping the doctor, and she seemed to be enjoying it. I squeezed and caressed, my cock now painfully hard in my jeans.
Ten minutes passed like this, with me exploring her breasts and her pretending to examine my teeth. Finally, she moved away, leaving my hands bereft. I looked up at her, my eyes questioning. She met my gaze, her expression unreadable, and said, “I think we’re done with the initial examination. You’ll have to wait a little while the anesthetic takes effect.”
As she turned away, I couldn’t help but notice the slight sway of her hips and the way her hair cascaded down her back. I knew then that this appointment was going to be far more interesting than I had anticipated. Little did I know that it would turn into one of the most memorable sexual encounters of my life.
It was almost 4 PM when people usually take naps, and the streets were deserted due to the pandemic and afternoon heat. She called me into her cabin, and I was aroused. She had let down her hair, which reached almost to her ass, and she had applied dark red lipstick. I took the hint and complimented her looks.
She understood that things were going in the desired direction and started talking about random topics instead of my treatment. We discussed our individual relationships and laughed with some humor. Then, a bell rang on the door, and it was a police officer asking to close the clinic as senior officers were on patrol.
This situation sparked an idea in my mind, and I saw an opportunity to make a move. I insisted on helping her close the shutter completely, not just halfway as she had initially agreed. I wanted to create a private, secluded atmosphere where we could explore our desires without any interruptions or prying eyes.
She hesitated for a moment but then relented, allowing me to take control of the situation. As she came forward to open the shutter again, I swiftly and silently moved behind her. My heart pounded in my chest as I reached out and gently but firmly grabbed her waist, pulling her back against me. I felt her body tense for a split second, but then she relaxed and melted into my embrace, turning around to face me.
There was no resistance, no struggle – only a mutual, unspoken understanding between us. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of my neck, as our lips crashed together in a passionate, hungry kiss. It was like we were two wild beasts, driven by primal instincts and pent-up desires, ready to devour each other.
I walked her backward, our lips locked and tongues dancing, until her legs hit the edge of the dental chair. She gasped into my mouth as I pushed her down onto the floor, my body covering hers. I quickly reached behind me and locked the shutters, ensuring our privacy. The room was filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and the soft rustling of our clothes as we continued to explore each other’s bodies.
She lay beneath me like an obedient submissive, her eyes closed and her lips parted, waiting for my next move. I took a moment to appreciate her scent – a subtle mix of her perfume, the mint from her breath, and her natural, intoxicating aroma that drove me wild. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to see, to touch, to taste every inch of her.
I sat back on my heels, straddling her hips, and began to undress her. Her blouse came off first, revealing a lacy, red bra that struggled to contain her ample bosom. I hooked my fingers under the straps and slowly pulled them down her arms, exposing her plump, creamy breasts. I couldn’t help but stare in awe – I had seen my fair share of breasts, but hers were something else entirely. They were the biggest, most perfect melons I had ever seen in real life, and my cock strained against my pants, eager for release.
I quickly undressed myself, my clothes discarded in a heap beside us. My weapon, as she had so aptly described it, stood tall and proud, ready for action. I was thick and veiny, my crown glistening with a bead of pre-cum, a testament to my arousal and desire for her. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her gaze traveling down to my cock, and a satisfied smirk played on her lips.
“What a view,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I can’t wait to feel that iron bar inside me.”
And with that, our passionate, uninhibited encounter truly began.
She looked me dead in the eye and said, “Don’t waste time with foreplay. I need you to fuck me like the slut I am.” Her words sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I felt my cock throb in response. I nodded, understanding her desire, and positioned myself between her spread legs. Her pussy was clean-shaven, glistening with her arousal, and I could see her pink lips swollen and inviting.
I grabbed my cock, rubbed the head against her entrance to coat it with her wetness, and then pushed inside her in one smooth thrust. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed, as I filled her completely. I started moving, slowly at first, letting her adjust to my size. Her pussy was tight and warm, gripping me like a velvet fist. I leaned down and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, my tongue exploring hers as I began to pick up the pace.
Her hands gripped my ass, urging me on, and I started pounding into her, my hips slapping against hers. I could feel her breasts bouncing with each thrust, her hard nipples rubbing against my chest. She moaned into my mouth, her hips lifting to meet mine, taking me even deeper.
Our bodies were slick with sweat, the sound of our flesh colliding filling the room. I could feel her pussy clamping down on me, her orgasm approaching. I reached between us and found her clit, rubbing it in firm circles as I continued to fuck her. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as she came, her pussy pulsing around my cock.
I gritted my teeth, trying to hold back my own orgasm, but the feel of her coming on my cock was too much. “I’m going to come,” I grunted, pulling out of her. She immediately understood and pushed me onto my back, kneeling between my legs. She took my cock in her hand, stroking it a few times before leaning down and taking it into her mouth.
Her mouth was warm and wet, and the feeling of her tongue swirling around my head was almost enough to make me come right then. I threaded my fingers through her hair, guiding her as she bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each stroke. I could feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening, and I warned her again, “I’m going to come.”
She didn’t pull away. Instead, she took me deeper, her nose pressing against my abdomen. I let out a low groan, my body tensing as I came, shooting my load into her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving mine, before licking her lips and giving my cock one last kiss.
My body was shaking, my heart pounding in my chest as I came down from my high. She climbed up my body, her breasts pressing against my chest, and kissed me, letting me taste myself on her tongue. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies entwined, before she finally pulled away and smiled at me.
“That was just the first round,” she said, her voice husky. “We’ve got all night.”
After a brief interlude to catch our breath, we embarked on three more intense sexual sessions, including foreplay this time. In the next session, Dr. Shu****, now completely relaxed and comfortable with me, issued her first explicit request: “Faraz, I want you to explore my body with your lips and fingers. Kiss every inch of me, and caress my sensitive spots.”
I eagerly complied, starting with her face, tracing the contour of her jawline with my lips, then moving down to her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobes, and finally reaching her collarbone. I unbuttoned her top, revealing her ample cleavage, and planted soft kisses on her breasts, avoiding her hardened nipples for now. I wanted to build anticipation, to make her crave my touch even more.
I kissed my way down her stomach, feeling her tremble beneath me. I lingered at her belly button, circling it with my tongue, before moving lower, to the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. I could feel her anticipation growing, her breath hitched as I inched closer to her center. I lightly ran my fingers along her pussy lips, feeling her wetness, but not yet giving her what she desired.
“Please, Faraz,” she begged, her voice laced with desperation. I smiled against her skin, loving the effect I had on her. I finally gave her what she wanted, parting her lips and tasting her sweet nectar. She moaned, her hips bucking against my mouth. I held her thighs, keeping her in place as I explored her with my tongue, finding her clit and swirling around it, feeling her body tense and shake as she approached orgasm.
As she came down from her high, she reached for me, pulling me up to her. Our lips met in a passionate French kiss, our tongues dancing together, sharing her taste. She could feel my hardness pressing against her, and she wanted more. She guided me to her entrance, and I slid into her warm, welcoming pussy in the cowgirl position. She took control, riding me, her hips moving in a way that told me she was no stranger to the dance of sex. I gripped her hips, guiding her movements, feeling her tighten around me with each thrust.
She was a natural, twerking like a professional dancer, her flexibility allowing her to take me deeper than I thought possible. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, her second orgasm building. I reached between us, rubbing her clit in time with her movements, pushing her over the edge. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came undone.
In the third session, she wanted something different. “Faraz, I want you to take me from behind,” she said, her voice husky with desire. She bent over the bench in her cabin, her ass in the air, inviting me in. I ran my hands over her curves, admiring her body before positioning myself at her entrance. I grabbed a handful of her thick, dark hair, pulling gently as I pushed into her. She gasped, but pushed back against me, encouraging me to continue.
I started slow, but her moans and the way she met my thrusts told me she wanted more. I gave it to her, pounding into her, our bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both primal and intoxicating. I could feel her body tense, another orgasm building. I reached around, finding her clit and rubbing it in time with my thrusts. She shattered, her body shaking as she came undone. I followed her, my own release finding me as I filled her with my seed.
We collapsed together, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts racing. This time, we took our time cleaning up and dressing, both of us knowing that this wouldn’t be the last time we’d share such an intense encounter.
In the third session, she wanted to try a different position, something more dominant and challenging. She asked me to fuck her in the standing position, with her leaning on a bench for support, and me taking her from behind in the doggy position. This position offered a fantastic view of her thick, round ass and allowed me to control the depth and pace of our encounter.
However, given her heavier build, I knew I had to be gentle at first to ensure both our comfort and pleasure. I helped her position herself on the bench, making sure she was stable and comfortable. I could see her pussy lips glistening with anticipation, and my cock throbbed in response, eager to enter her warm, wet cave.
I grabbed her thick, long black hair, wrapping it around my fist for better control. I loved the feel of her silky strands in my hand, and I knew she enjoyed it too, as she moaned softly in anticipation. With one swift motion, I guided my cock to her entrance and shoved it inside her in a single, powerful push. She gasped loudly, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing and accommodating my size.
“Oh fuck, you’re so big!” she groaned, her voice filled with pleasure and surprise. I gave her a moment to adjust to my size and then slowly started moving in and out, allowing her to feel every inch of my cock as it stretched her pussy walls.
As I gained confidence in her ability to take me, I pulled her hair harder, arching her back and making her ass stick out even more. This new angle allowed me to go deeper, and I could feel her pussy clench around my cock as I bottomed out inside her. She moaned loudly, encouraging me to continue.
This time, I decided to be a bit rougher, wanting to give her the intense, dominant fucking she had asked for. I increased my pace, slamming into her with more force, causing her body to shake with each thrust. Her tits bounced wildly with the impact, and I could see her hands gripping the bench tightly, trying to maintain her balance.
The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with our moans and groans of pleasure. I could feel her pussy getting even wetter, coating my cock with her juices as I continued to pound into her. She pushed back against me, meeting my thrusts and encouraging me to go even harder.
“Fuck me, yes! Just like that!” she screamed, her voice filled with passion and desire. I could feel her body tensing, and I knew she was close to orgasm. I reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in time with my thrusts, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
With a final, powerful thrust, I felt her pussy clamp down around my cock as she came undone, her body convulsing with pleasure. I continued to fuck her through her orgasm, drawing out her pleasure until she was completely spent. As she came down from her high, I slowly pulled out of her, my cock slick with both of our juices.
She turned around, her eyes filled with satisfaction and gratitude. “That was incredible,” she breathed, leaning in for a kiss. I pulled her close, our bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of our intense encounter. We had both enjoyed it immensely, and I knew this was just the beginning of many more passionate sessions to come.
After three intense rounds, we were drained and done for the day. We finally got cleaned up and dressed around 6:30 PM. It was a hell of a round that day, and we exchanged numbers. Whenever she needs me, she lets me know, and we plan our sessions in hotels or at her clinic.
So, that’s one of many real encounters from my sex life. If any woman or couple needs to chat or have some adventure, feel free to ping me at [email protected]