Hello, I am one of the good ones who have a well-paying job and access to many proclivities that can get you to a state of trance either way. That doesn’t mean I am addicted to something, I know my limits and tend to be in control mostly.
Now the physical features, I am an average height man with 171 cm and having a fair complexion like the guys from Mangalore, not that I am from there, but that doesn’t matter.
Staying in Bangalore, I am fairly aware of how women are and what they want in particular. Every city has its game. As the blacks say, “Don’t hate the player, hate the game”. I tend to follow that subsiding my ego of being a man because the game here is on top!
There is this app called ‘Getpussy’ (pun intended) and I came across this Bengali girl of about 25 years of age there. She had this dusky skin tone with voluptuous lips like Rosario Dawson’s.
She had a sleek figure and was well dressed. Her hair was like that of Olivia Munn’s. She didn’t know I felt at that time. Knowing how magnificent she was, I swiped right knowing that it was a long shot.
“Don’t hate the player, hate the game.”
TING! Immediately, I see her texting me, “You are quite cute.” I was like, “Okayy.”
And she replied with a flood of laughing emoticons.
We texted for about 10 days and it was just cheese with me saying the right things for her to get more impressed or just wooed – you know the works.
And the Bengali girl asked to meet after three days of continuous conversation. She wanted to meet me on a Saturday at the party hub of Bangalore, in a high-end pub with a really classy dance floor.
So I reached there before time because I wanted to make a good first impression. These things such as punctuality, well dressing, and smelling good would take you a long way from the rest (half the game is won there).
Yes! So I saw this woman dressed in a short white tee exposing her beautiful navel and denim jacket on top with track pants like trousers in black with white sneakers.
She was fine as fuck and I was just in the trance of her sweat (she ran because she was late, talk about chivalry) combined with her cheap perfume (I don’t care). Her hair was just washed and I could smell her shampoo. I was in a trance of mild lust. It was amazing!!
We entered the pub and we took a table. It was about 9 pm and I just ordered hard alcohol and she copied. We ordered some light starters too and were talking. I was good because I can handle my alcohol, but this Bengali girl wanted to dance. Before that, she was just dead staring into my eyes for about 10 minutes or so.
We got on the floor. She was fucking hot and all eyes were on her. I was just lucky enough to hold her hips and just grind it. The Bengali girl was huffing alcohol and I fucking loved it. She just kissed my cheeks and I said, “Slow..”
She replied, “I am going to eat you tonight.”
I just shut my mouth and let her do all the talking. Most of the time on the dance floor, it was just precum stuff, the grinding, the breathing, and the smells of our sweats, all wet!!
(A very important tactic – if a girl is going to sleep with you and you know it, shut your mouth!)
She asked for a break (loo) and I knew she was wet in her undies. I waited at the table asking for the cheque knowing I was gonna fuck this sexy Bengali girl. Nothing sleazy about it. As soon as she came out, clean and well-combed, I knew what was coming.
“Can we go to your place?” (we lived close by).
I said no because we can’t make noise (that was the real reason). I knew I was going to fuck her, but I said, “My family will be sleeping.”
I asked her if I could book an Oyo. She agreed all drunk and just wanting to get on me. She was just ogling at me all the while as we go to the room near the pub, just 5 km away.
As we entered the lobby of the hotel and reached the desk she asked if she can contribute. I said, “I have everything.” She just grabbed my shaft half erect in my pants. She said, “I want more.” The receptionist smirked at me (we men can have these moments), it was cool.
A lady accompanied us to the room and asked us to call on the landline if there was anything. She locked the door and I turned around. I saw this woman sucking her index finger and using the other hand to run through her hair. She was standing in front of a big mirror.
I lose my control. Biting my jaw and running my fingers through my beard, I walked slowly toward the drunk and horny Bengali girl knowing it was going to be a long night. There was a tent in my pants. She continued to suck two fingers with her eyes closed and was massaging her tit.
I stood in front of her, not even touching her and just imagining how I was going to fuck her until it hurts. She opened her eyes, locking it with mine as she still sucked her fingers and pinched her nipple over her white tee.
I didn’t finch and took those fingers of hers covered in her spit. Her pants was elastic, so I easily move her pants and undies. It was all wet. I used my hand to guide her own spit-covered fingers into her clit and inside her wet pussy (such small fingers).
The Bengali girl just moaned like she had been jolted by shock, exhaling her breath into my mouth. I took both her lips and tongue in the first kiss!!
Then I stopped. “You like to be my little whore tonight?”
“Yes, please!”
I removed her tee and resumed licking her armpits. She was now naked in front of me and was just staring into my eyes. I took those nipples in my fingers and started pinching them as hard as I can.
The Bengali babe screamed in pain trying to land a kiss on my lips. But I immediately grabbed her by the base of her hair and got a strong grip, shaking her skull like a doll that she was. (I wasn’t gonna fall for her that night, I wanted to ravish this woman.)
I turned the Bengali girl toward the mirror. We were still near the door. Her ass just plopping in front of my bulged pants. She was asking me for it. It was fucking amazing.
I slowly ran my hands on her beautiful ass which was like the ass of Parineeti Chopra. (I have landed a bomb, I know!)
I grabbed her breasts from behind and was just humping her and rubbing my shaft against her ass cheeks. I cupped the sexy Bengali girl’s breasts with both hands with all my strength simultaneously while licking her back and neck. She was horny as fuck at this stage and she just pulled her tongue out and licked the mirror.
I saw the reflection of this goddess of a woman in all her lust. Even without a thought, I slid the Bengali girl’s pants down to her knees and ran my fingers through her vagina. It was all wet and watery.
I just pulled out my completely erect dick of 7-inches. It just went in half and I was in heaven. Just her pussy walls contracting the muscles of my dick was euphoric. I knew I would cum but I didn’t care. I just went all in and held her hips for more grip. She widened her lips in shock and pain with ectasia.
It was the tightest pussy I have ever had. It was just the best time of my life at that moment. I was going for it knowing that I was going to cum because this bitch was a bombshell. The horny Bengali girl moaned so sexily. I kept pounding her and increased my strokes. I had positioned my dick to hit that spot, all the while holding her hips and spanking her ass hard as I could. She was howling, “AHHHH…YOU FUCKERRRR..”
And I flapped my tongue like a snake in complete lust. I was pulling her hair in one hand and using the other to grab her shoulder and get it more as she screamed,
Fucccckkkkk, I..ammm..cumminnng..Aaahhhh..Stoppp..stoppppp..”
But I shook off the slutty Bengali girl’s hand toward my hips and started fucking her like a mad dog! I increased the speed of the strokes. I was also spanking her ass harder and harder. She turned and spat on my face! I pounded this whore like there was no tomorrow so fast that she howled, “AAAAHHHH…HMAAHHHH..”
and I just blasted my load in the sexy Bengali girl’s pussy as her walls twisted. My shaft and my balls were dripping with her pussy juice. I grabbed her throat, kissed her lips from behind, and sucked her tongue as my cum was unloading below. I screamed, “Ohhh fuccckkk!”
I wriggled in bliss and shivered as my dick was still in her pussy. My cum was dripping out of her pussy.
We looked at each other and did not kiss for a moment. We are still in our pants and naked above.
Then we heard a knock on the door, “Madam, are you okay??”
She with my flaccid dick slurping out a load of my hot cum falling on the carpet on that room replied rubbing her pussy and checking the cum, “Yes man, I am fine.” She licked the cum as she turned toward me and gave a peck on my lips.
We checked in at 11 pm and checked out at 10 pm the next day. And no, she didn’t have any of my children. We are still friends today.
Thank you.