Hi everyone. I am new to writing my stories and sexperiences here. A little about myself, I am from Ahmedabad, and I work for an IT company. Additionally, I am a massage therapist for girls, bhabhis, and aunties, who are deprived of sexual pleasure. I first relax them with a full body oil massage, which everyone has loved so far, and then massage their holes pretty well.
I am 30 years old, 6 ft in height, and have a handsome dick of 6 inches that all the ladies in Ahmedabad loved. They said and I quote, “It is the biggest they have ever seen in their life.”
Coming to the story, I was on a vacation to a beach around Mumbai where I met this lovely woman named Ayesha.
Ayesha is 37 years old, yet she looked younger than me, as she was a model in her 20s. She stood 5 ft 9 in, had bright blue eyes, a good smile like toothpaste commercials, long, thin legs, a small yet shapely butt, and a pair of 38D tits that stood up proudly.
Ayesha was a sexy bombshell and I saw her frequently around the beach where I was staying for vacation. One day I saw her wearing a bikini with a “micro thong.” It seemed like she owned a bikini in most colors, and all of them left nothing to the imagination. She flirted with other men and supposedly fucked them too.
I had talked to Ayesha a couple of times in passing, like when she walked her dog, or on the beach, where my sunglasses hid my eyes from staring at her tits and the pebble-like nipples that crowned them.
One Friday evening, there was a bonfire party on the beach, and it seemed like everyone was there. It was still warm and humid at night in June, and I had glanced at Ayesha a couple of times. She was wearing denim shorts that were shorter and tighter than anything, along with a tiny bikini top that struggled to contain her breasts. I noticed she was flirting with other young boys, who were in their twenties. As I stood in the sand, I heard a voice behind me.
Ayesha: Hey you!
I turned and there was that white, toothy smile, those pretty eyes…those jugs…and that flat belly and navel.
An hour later, Ayesha and I hit it off really well and were sitting very closely. We each had several drinks but were now sharing a bottle of water. The bonfire was thinning out and Ayesha leaned into my ear and whispered,
Ayesha: Let’s go back to my place. I want to show you something.
We were both walking back to Ayesha’s place in the darkness of the shore. Ayesha had a nice place and after she tended to her dog’s needs, she pulled out two bottles of beer from the fridge and handed me one. After a quick swig, Ayesha said, “It is getting hot in here,” and she pulled her bikini top to reveal those perfect breasts.
My eyes were transfixed on her nipples, which were exposed after she pulled that garment off her. Ayesha looked at me and then back to her tits and then back to me. Then, she asked me –
Ayesha: How do they look?
I nodded enthusiastically and told Ayesha, “They are perfect.” Ayesha giggled and then she did something that shocked me: she dropped to her knees and with two greedy hands, she went for my shorts and pulled them down.
With my shorts tugged down, my hard-on “thudded” on Ayesha’s forehead, which made her giggle again. I stared down at the cock-hungry slut and observed her examining my mushroom head, my shaft, and my heavy balls, the hair of which I had just trimmed. Ayesha took my cock in her right hand and looked up at me and commented,
Ayesha: You have got a really nice cock. I am gonna have fun with this.
Then she stuck out her tongue – making sure she maintained eye contact with me – and she put her gorgeous lips around my head and took that mushroom head all the way in. I broke eye contact by throwing my head to the ceiling and yelling, “Yes!” Then, I felt Ayesha’s left hand on my ass cheek, pulling me closer to her; half my shaft was in her hot, wet mouth and she was getting me deeper in her pie-hole.
I heard the woman choke a bit and soon, my nuts rested against her chin. Ayesha swirled her tongue around and came back up for air.
“Keep sucking my cock,” I commanded Ayesha as our eyes reconnected.
With a sly smile, she opened her mouth again and began to pump my shaft with one hand as her mouth worked on my head; her other hand kneaded my ass cheek.
“Fuckkkk yesss,” I slurred, and I placed my hands on her scalp. Suddenly, Ayesha stopped what she was doing, and she held my cock tightly with her right fist. Looking up at me, she laid down the law:
“Don’t come in my mouth. I need your cock inside me, Stud. I have been craving it for a while.”
Ayesha led me to her bedroom, which was dominated by a king-size bed; the only light was that of the moon, through the windows. I watched Ayesha slip off her shorts, and hop onto the bed. I followed seconds later.
Ayesha immediately took charge by getting on top of me – her body felt like it was on fire, which due to her permanent tan, probably was. I felt that she reached back and take my shaft in her hand and guide me to her hot, wet pussy lips.
What happened next will be covered in the 2nd part. Until then, baw baw!
If any sex-deprived woman, girl, bhabhi, aunty, or couple in Ahmedabad wants to explore the kinks of life and feel the same how Ayesha had felt, please drop a Hello at [email protected]. Don’t worry your privacy will remain safe with me and I assure you a great time of life.