Previous Part: Unexpected Attractions – Part 2
Meet Mohit, myself, a 32-year-old married guy who is funny, jolly and interested in young girls. And here’s Deeksha, a 19-year-old college student, a sweet girl who never realized she could be drawn to older men until she met Mohit.
Please also read the previous part of this story to get the context. Let’s continue with the story.
She asked me about the other gifts. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement. She seemed eager to know what else I had planned for her, and her playful tone hinted at a desire for something special.
“Sir, what other gifts did you bring?” she asked, her voice filled with anticipation.
I smiled at her and replied, “You guess.”
She thought for a moment, then said with a mischievous glint in her eye, “Something even naughtier and more romantic.”
I chuckled softly, appreciating her playful spirit. “Yes, something like that,” I confirmed, enjoying the game we were playing.
“Can I ask for something?” she inquired, her voice taking on a slightly more serious tone.
“Of course, tell me. Could I ever refuse you?” I responded, genuinely curious about what she wanted.
“You won’t judge me, right?” she asked, a hint of vulnerability in her voice.
“You know how open-minded I am. I never judge anyone for their choices and decisions,” I reassured her, wanting her to feel completely comfortable.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, “Then I want the same gift you gave me a little while ago, again. Can we watch another movie?”
A playful idea crossed my mind, and I leaned in closer. “Wouldn’t you rather receive that gift somewhere else?” I suggested, my voice filled with a sense of adventure.
“Like where?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
“I have a room booked for us at a nearby hotel,” I revealed, watching her reaction closely.
Her eyes widened in surprise and delight. “Really?” she exclaimed, clearly excited by the idea.
“Yes,” I confirmed, feeling a thrill of anticipation myself.
“I don’t have any words,” she said, her admiration evident in her voice.
“Shall we go?” I asked, eager to see where this adventure would take us.
“If I say no, will we not go?” she teased, a playful smile on her lips.
I took her hand gently and said, “Come on, I have another gift for you.” We left the restaurant. Our hearts pounding with excitement, we made our way to the hotel. The anticipation between us was palpable as we checked into our room.
As soon as we entered the room, I couldn’t resist pulling her into a tight hug. We held each other close, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other’s embrace. The world outside ceased to exist as we stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms. It felt like an eternity.
We didn’t need words; our hearts spoke volumes in that silent, intimate moment. The connection between us deepened, and we relished the simple yet profound act of being together, feeling each other’s breath and warmth, completely lost in the magic of the moment.
While hugging her, I softly stroked her back with my hand, feeling the warmth of her skin. We gazed into each other’s eyes, and then our lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. Our hands moved over each other’s bodies, exploring gently. I sat on the bed and pulled her onto my lap, holding her close.
I started kissing her neck and shoulders with deep affection. Sometimes, I gave gentle bites that made her react playfully and with a delightful naughtiness. I slowly pushed her off-shoulder top down, revealing her cleavage. I kissed it with tender love.
I licked it softly, savouring the sweetness of her skin. As I kissed her there, I took off her off-shoulder top completely. Now, she was wearing a black bra, my favourite colour. She looked breathtakingly beautiful. I laid her down gently on the bed and began kissing her navel and stomach with love.
I kissed, licked, and caressed her tummy and waist, savouring every moment. Then, I gently turned her over and started kissing her back. I lovingly kissed her neck and shoulders, and then I moved down, kissing her entire back with deep affection.
Her skin felt so soft under my lips, and I could feel her shiver with pleasure. Each kiss was filled with love and passion, and I took my time to make her feel cherished. As I kissed her back, I could feel the warmth and excitement between us growing stronger.
It was a moment of pure intimacy, and I wanted to make her feel every bit of my love and desire for her. I kissed her back, trailing down to her lower back and hips over her shorts. The sight of her exposed thighs sent a thrill through me. I reached around and unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them off gently.
I helped her out of her shorts, leaving her in just her lingerie. It was a moment of anticipation, a prelude to something beautiful. Deeksha looked stunning in her matching black bra and panties – a sight that stirred desires deep within me.
It’s often said that if her bra matches her panties when you undress her, it wasn’t you who decided to have sex. With her, every touch felt like a revelation, every glance a symphony of desire. I hugged her tightly. Her warmth enveloped me, igniting a fire that burned with longing.
Kissing her felt like coming home, like finding solace in a world of chaos. But when she tried to hide her face with her hands and cover herself with the bedsheet, I couldn’t help but smile at her innocence. Tenderly, I lifted her chin and brushed aside the sheet, revealing her beauty in all its glory.
As I kissed her neck, I unhooked her bra, eliciting a soft “aaaahhhh” from her lips. It was a sound that echoed in the depths of my soul, a melody of passion and desire. Gently laying her down on the bed, I hovered over her, my heart pounding with anticipation.
I lowered myself to caress Deeksha’s breasts. A surge of desire coursed through me. Her nipples were already erect, eagerly responding to my touch. Gently, I teased them with my tongue, relishing the soft moans of pleasure escaping her lips. With each tender touch, I felt her body tremble beneath me.
Her breaths quickened in ecstasy. The taste of her skin was intoxicating, fueling my wild desire. I lavished attention on her breasts, alternating between gentle kisses and firm embraces, each movement drawing out sweet sounds of pleasure from her. I took one nipple into my mouth.
I felt her hands grip my shoulders tightly, urging me on with passionate fervour. Her moans grew louder, urging me to explore every inch of her sensitive flesh. With each delicate touch, I felt her surrendering more and more to the pleasure. Her body arched towards me in silent pleas for more.
It was a dance of desire, a symphony of passion that seemed to transcend time itself. I said, “Call me Mohit!” I continued to cherish her breasts, savouring every sigh and gasp that escaped her. Her delicate whispers of pleasure fueled my desire, urging me to explore further.
With each gentle caress and tender embrace, I felt her surrendering to the pleasure, her body responding eagerly to my touch. Deeksha’s response was immediate. She pulled me closer, her breath hot against my ear.
She whispered urgently, “Mohit, you’re incredible.” Her voice was filled with a passionate longing. “Take me. Ravish me. Show me the depths of your desire. Show me what you have imagined about me till now. Do everything that you have always wanted. Cross all your limits. I’ve been yearning for this moment.”
Lost in the intoxicating whirlwind of sensation, I continued to explore her breasts. Every touch kindled a fiery passion within me. Unbeknownst to me, Deeksha’s fingers traced patterns along my back. Her touch ignited a primal desire that surged through my veins like wildfire.
At that moment, we were consumed by a wild, untamed passion, each heartbeat echoing the rhythm of our shared ecstasy. I would gently suck on one of her breasts while tenderly caressing and fondling the other. I’d playfully nibble or lightly bite on her sensitive nipple, eliciting soft sighs of pleasure from her lips.
For quite some time, I immersed myself in showering both her breasts with affection like this. Then, while still cherishing her breasts, I began to caress her pussy over her panties, teasing her gently. Her pussy was already moist, but I wanted to prolong her anticipation, make her yearn for more.
Deeksha’s thoughts wandered to her past experiences with her boyfriend, realizing how she had never truly enjoyed those encounters. Today, with Mohit, she didn’t want him to stop; she felt alive and liberated in a way she hadn’t before.
Mohit seemed to awaken a passion in her that she didn’t know existed, bringing out the beast within her. With each touch and caress, she felt a fire igniting within her, a wild desire urging her to explore deeper. She marvelled at how gentle yet passionate touch could evoke such intense sensations.
I seemed to understand her body in ways she hadn’t imagined. My lips trailed down her body, igniting sparks of pleasure with each kiss. She felt herself surrendering completely to the moment. Lost in the intensity of the moment, Deeksha found herself craving more.
Yearning for the exquisite pleasure that only I could provide her right now. She arched her back, her breath hitching in anticipation as she urged him on with soft moans of desire. With each passing moment, she felt herself slipping further into ecstasy.
Her senses were ablaze with the rush of pleasure that swept through her. I started to trail my fingers along her thighs, softly kneading them as I continued to lavish attention on her breasts. Then, descending with kisses, I pressed my lips against her pussy over her panties, exploring every inch with tender kisses.
She held my head, urging me closer. Moving further down, I kissed and caressed her thighs, tracing delicate patterns with my tongue. I planted kisses all the way down to her toes. I took each toe into my mouth, gently sucking on them as I continued to worship her body.
Then, returning to her pussy with kisses, I felt her growing more frantic, tossing her head in ecstasy. As she pleaded, “Please, Mohit, don’t keep me waiting. I want your love,” I gently peeled off her panties and tenderly kissed her delicate pussy lips.
Her thighs felt like clouds, inviting me to shower them with kisses and gentle nibbles. My soft bites tinted her fair skin with a rosy blush. Her wet, eager pussy beckoned me closer. I kissed it tenderly. I began to explore it with my tongue, feeling her push her hips toward me in a silent plea for more.
Slipping a finger inside, I teased her gently as I sucked, her moans growing louder with each touch. Her sweet essence drove me wild, and I savoured every taste, lost in the intoxicating flavour of her desire. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensation.
I worshipped her with my tongue, her moans filling the room and urging me on. As I revelled in her pleasure, she reached her climax. I eagerly drank in every drop. Cleaning her up, she hugged me tightly, whispering, “Promise me you’ll always be here when I need you like this. Today, you’ve made me yours.”
After she whispered her request, I held her close, feeling a surge of tenderness wash over me. “Deeksha, would you be open to trying something new?” I asked softly. She looked up at me with trusting eyes. “As long as it doesn’t go too far, I’ll do anything to make you happy and satisfied,” she replied earnestly.
With a gentle smile, I suggested the 69 position, and she blushed shyly but nodded her consent. As I lay down, she climbed over me, her eyes shining with excitement. With a happy sigh, she took my dick into her mouth, her warm tongue sending shivers down my spine.
I closed my eyes, lost in the sensation of her lips and tongue working their magic. Her lips were soft and warm, creating an exquisite contrast to the gentle pressure of her tongue as it danced around me. With each flick and caress, she brought me closer to the brink of ecstasy.
With each suckle and loving caress, she drove me to the edge of oblivion, her touch igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume us both. I resumed my exploration of her virgin pussy, tasting, licking, and sucking with renewed fervour, revelling in the delightful sensations she elicited with each touch.
Continuing my journey exploring her pussy, I kept licking, tasting, and sucking with even more excitement. Each touch felt like a gentle stroke, making her body shiver with delight. With every lick and suck, I enjoyed the sweet smell of her excitement, feeling better than ever.
Her soft sounds of pleasure encouraged me to keep going, to discover more about what she enjoys the most.
“When Deeksha found herself enveloped in Mohit’s embrace, she shed not only her garments but also her inhibitions. No longer did she fret about societal constraints or inner reservations. She surrendered to Mohit’s love and desire. She was prepared to traverse any boundary. Her soul laid bare in his affection.”
I gently pushed her and turned around, positioning myself on top. I brought her beneath me. Now, while I continued to lavish attention on her pussy. I began to indulge in the blissful act of fucking her mouth with my hard member. It was an exhilarating sensation, intertwining pleasure and passion in perfect harmony.
The sudden shift in positions initially took aback Deeksha. But she surrendered to the moment. As I explored her body in this new way, she closed her eyes, allowing me to take control. Never did she imagine that she would experience the sensation of being fucked in the mouth before her pussy.
Yet she found herself eagerly embracing the unexpected pleasure. After that intense moment, I felt myself nearing the edge of release. Sensing this, I knew I needed a brief respite before continuing. I gently eased myself down onto the bed, pulling Deeksha close to me.
I wrapped my arms around her. She nestled her face against my chest, feeling the warmth of our embrace. With my dick pressed against her pussy, I asked Deeksha if she was ready to take the next step and lose her virginity. Shyly, she whispered her consent.
She belonged to me and was willing to do anything. However, I wanted her to say it with more passion, to let go of any inhibitions and express her desire freely. She said, “Make me yours, Sir. Today, I’m ready to be your girlfriend, wife, student, slut, bitch, everything. Fuck me, Sir. Tear my pussy apart.”
I laid her down, and we shifted into the missionary position. I positioned my cock at her pussy, ready to penetrate. She said, “Put it in, sir.” I asked, “It will hurt. Are you sure?” She replied, “Even if this pain kills me today, it’s okay, but don’t stop.”
I slowly tried to push it in, but I couldn’t even enter a quarter of my length. She was incredibly tight. Then, I suddenly pushed my penis hard, and only half of it was inside her. She screamed in pain. I stopped and looked into her eyes. She said, “Don’t stop, Sir. Give me this pain.”
Tears filled her eyes, but I wiped them away. I kissed her lips firmly to keep her from screaming. Slowly, I pushed my cock all the way into her pussy. To distract her from the pain, I gently pressed and massaged her breasts, feeling her soft skin beneath my hands.
Her nipples were hard, responding to my touch. I continued to kiss her deeply, moving my lips from her mouth to her neck, then back up again, hoping to ease her discomfort.
As I did this, I gradually pushed in deeper, feeling her tightness enveloping me. She whimpered into the kiss but didn’t pull away. Her body slowly adjusted to the intrusion. With each gentle press and kiss, I felt her begin to relax slightly. I continued to move inside her as tenderly as I could.
She closed her eyes and smiled softly, whispering, “Thank you, Sir, love you a lot.” I kept kissing her lips, and as our eyes met, I started making love to her with slow, steady strokes.
As I moved gently inside her, I asked, “Did you ever imagine yourself doing this with me before?”
She nodded, her breath hitching with each thrust. “Yes, many times,” she admitted, her eyes filled with desire.
“What about you?” she asked, her voice trembling with curiosity.
“I’ve fucked my wife many times, imagining she was you,” I confessed, my voice low and intimate.
Our eyes locked, and we both realized the intense sexual tension that had been building between us for the past month. Now, finally, we were together, wrapped in each other’s arms, sharing love and affection.
She began to enjoy the rhythm, her hips rising to meet mine, taking me deeper. She was moaning softly, “Aahh aahh aahh, Sir, this is amazing. I never imagined such a wonderful birthday gift. Keep going, Sir. Love me more. Make me yours completely.”
Her words drove me wild, but I maintained my gentle pace, knowing that if she enjoyed today, she would come back to me. I wanted to take her to that level where she would beg me to fuck her harder soon.
“Fuck me, Sir. I’m so close,” she pleaded, her voice full of urgency.
She had already cum once, and now she was close to her second orgasm. She looked tired yet satisfied, happy, radiant, and fulfilled. I could feel my release building and asked, “Where should I cum?”
She opened her eyes, meeting mine with a look of pure trust and desire. “Anywhere you want,” she replied, her voice breathy and full of surrender.
I felt a surge of passion at her words. “Are you sure?” I whispered, my voice thick with need.
“Yes, Sir. I want you to feel as good as I do,” she murmured, her lips parting as she gasped for breath. “Just don’t stop. I’m so close.”
Hearing her encouragement, I thrust deeper, feeling her body tighten around me. The sensation was almost too much to bear. “Will you be okay if I cum on your face?” I asked, watching her reaction closely.
She looked a bit surprised, and just then, I pushed my dick deeper, and she came hard, her body trembling with pleasure. She cried out, her body shuddering as she reached her peak, a look of bliss spreading across her face. Seeing her face, I decided against it.
As I felt my release nearing, I pulled out and aimed for her breasts instead. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, and I released a huge load onto her boobs and navel. Deeksha looked down, surprised and happy. Her eyes widened as she saw the amount of cum covering her skin.
“Wow,” she whispered, running her fingers through the warm, sticky fluid, a smile spreading across her face. “That was incredible.” I leaned down, kissing her tenderly. “You were amazing,” I whispered, still catching my breath. She smiled up at me, her eyes shining with love and satisfaction.
“I’m yours, Mohit,” she whispered back, her voice soft but full of conviction. “Now and always.”
After our intense lovemaking session, we held each other close and drifted off into a peaceful sleep, our bodies entwined in a tender embrace. When we woke up, I lifted Deeksha gently in my arms. I carried her to the bathroom, where we shared a refreshing bath.
The warm water cascaded over our bodies, washing away the traces of our passion. We dried off and got dressed. I helped Deeksha put on her clothes, lingering over each touch. I advised her to apply some oil to her sensitive skin before bed for her comfort after our encounter.
With a final kiss, we checked out of the hotel, our hearts still racing from our time together. Despite the parting, I knew this was just the beginning of our journey together, filled with love, passion, and endless possibilities. As we drove, Deeksha leaned closer, her voice soft and teasing.
“Thanks a lot, sir, for the mind-blowing birthday celebration. Love you a lot. You’ve taught me so much about sex, but this practical lesson was the best. Consider it my special gift to you.”
Her words sent a thrill through me, and I couldn’t resist a mischievous grin. “I’m thrilled you enjoyed it, Deeksha. Exploring with you was an unforgettable experience. And trust me, there’s much more to learn if you’re up for it.”
I dropped Deeksha back. When she was stepping out of the car, I couldn’t help but ask, “Will you come back for tuition again?” Deeksha, blushing slightly, replied, “It’s hard to resist studying a few more topics with you.”
Our eyes met, a silent understanding passing between us as we parted ways. Deeksha understood that this encounter would not be a solitary event but a recurring rendezvous. Despite the risks that loomed, she found herself drawn to the thrill of the unknown, eager to embrace the excitement that lay ahead.
With a resolute heart, she stepped forward, ready to embark on this exhilarating yet difficult journey. When I finally reached home, the events of the day were still vivid in my mind. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. It was a message from Deeksha. My heart raced as I unlocked my phone and read her text.
“Next time, you can cum on my face, Mohit. I want to make you as happy as you’ve made me.”
A surge of desire coursed through me as I read her words. The thought of our next encounter filled me with a renewed sense of excitement. I couldn’t wait for the next time we would be together, exploring new depths of pleasure and intimacy.
With a smile on my face, I typed back, “I can’t wait for next time. You make me feel incredible, Deeksha. Sweet dreams.” As I set my phone down, I felt a deep sense of contentment wash over me. Our relationship had shifted into something profound and thrilling.
I was eager to see where it would lead. The risks, the excitement, and the undeniable chemistry between us promised an unforgettable journey ahead.
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