It’s been a while since I posted my last story, which was based on fantasy. This will be based on my desire that is fulfilled. I intend to make you picture the scene that I lived in.
Hey! I’m Aditya. This is my third story. I’ll love to have feedback from you. Upvote it and let me know at [email protected]
Okay, I write these stories, quotes, and erotic writings on my Insta writing account. I used to own a page on Insta with a decent number of followers where I posted my write-ups and casually interacted with followers.
So, one night, a girl slid into my DM, complimenting me about my write-ups. Her name was Riya. She liked my erotic writing.
We started texting and flirting, and as it turns out, she was from the same city. So obviously, a bad guy in me was expecting something as she was from the same city. We were casually talking, and I had this urge to see her, and I asked for a picture.
She sent me a picture, and I hoped to get between her legs after seeing that picture. She obviously sent the best picture of her. Furthermore, she was in a red body con and almost 5’6. She was a dusky girl, and her curves complimented her outfit, and the fire in me wanted to be between those thick thighs.
Me – Damn, you look smoking. You sent me this intentionally to melt me.
Riya – Is it working already?
Me – It made my heart skip a beat.
Riya – How about I get to see how you look?
Me – What if I disappoint you?
Riya – Based on your writings, I doubt that.
Me – I hope I don’t.
I shared a few pictures. We were back on the flirting track. I could only think of teasing and melting her until she fell into my arms. After talking for a couple of weeks, we decided to meet.
I wanted to impress her. I wanted to plan a home date where I could cook for her, make a drink, and impress her. But probably she wasn’t feeling safe, and she finally agreed to plan a date at her flat where she lived with her friend.
On the day of the date, I wore a white shirt and blue jeans. I took some stuff with me to cook pasta for her. As I was wishing, she managed to ask her friend to stay at her boyfriend’s place. Riya was alone.
As I knocked, Riya opened the door. She was dressed up. She was flaunting her curves in a hot black crop top and rugged blue denim jeans. And her open hair wanted me to be playful with them. Her sparkling brown eyes complemented her broad.
Me – It’s your home. You don’t have to be so dressed up.
Riya – Aren’t you dressed up to impress me? Then why shouldn’t I?
Me – Causing trouble for me. But you look gorgeous.
And she finally took me in. We chatted for a while. I told her that we would not order food and I would cook pasta for us. She started laughing, and we headed to the kitchen while preparing the pasta.
We were chatting. She smelled so good. I just wanted to have her. While talking, I started to initiate a conversation to make things hot.
Me- How can someone stay away from a fragrance so good?
Riya- Using your wordplay here, huh?
Me – Just with the intention to smell you closely.
Riya- You are free to do that.
Me- Should I lean on you or pull you closer?
Riya- Damn you.
I leaned and sniffed her neck, having a glimpse of a mole on her neck. I replied, “You know, studies say you should not let the perfect touch your tongue or mouth. But I find it hard to resist.”
As we did sext a couple of times, that was working as a turn-on. I started leaning on her and then slammed her against the kitchen wall. While sniffing the perfume, I started touching my lips against her smooth skin.
And she just grabbed my shirt and took me to the room next to her kitchen. And we entered the room. I pinned her hands against the wall and was just sucking her lips.
With everything we talked about, the fire in me wanted her so badly. I pushed on the bed. I say, “I like you in black.” And then I said, “You know what, we’re going to live whatever I described.”
Riya – What?
I get over her and slide my hands inside her jeans, and start rubbing her pussy over her panties. While she held my face, she was sucking my lips. Then she took off her top. I took my hand on her back and unhooked her maroon bra. Her tits looked so firm and soft.
Her hard brown nipples were enough to make me go crazy. She was lying there looking at me in her jeans. I started squeezing her tits. Sucking them whole in my mouth and sucking them, nibbling on her hard nipples. Moving my tongue round and round over her hard nipples and biting them.
She moans and whispers, “Ouch!” After teasing her enough, I pulled down her jeans and removed her panties. As she spread her legs, I already melted seeing her clean-shaven pussy. It was dripping wet and inviting me to eat it, own it.
I opened my mouth and ate her pussy as a whole. My tongue hit just at the clit, and with that, I hear her say, “Oh fuck!” I pause and look into her eyes. With an evil smirk, I let some saliva drool down my tongue and lips. It drips over her wet pussy
I felt her pussy twitch as she felt my hot saliva dripping down her pussy lips. Kissing over her thick thighs and tracing with my fingertips to give her sensations. As I spread her legs, she pushed herself closer to my mouth.
I hold her waist, and she roughly grabs my hair and pushes my head between her legs. I pause to say, “This wet pussy tastes better than anything.” With this, I turn her around and get her down on her knees.
Slapping her butt cheeks, I spit on my fingers and between her butt crack as the saliva dripped down her pussy. I slap her pussy and spread her butt cheeks, and start licking her juicy pussy from behind.
I turned her around and spread her legs wide apart. I slapped my hard cock on her wet pussy, slowly sliding it inside her pussy. I was over her and stroking gently. She wrapped her legs around my waist.
I held her hands against the bed and stroked while she was moaning in my mouth. With every moan, I start stroking harder and harder. Pounding her. While she kept moaning, “Aditya, don’t stop! Don’t you dare stop!”
As I was high on pleasure, I kept going. My body crushed against hers and pounded her more and more. Drilling her wet pussy. I was over her holding her legs and just stroking her. When I was close, I pulled it out to avoid any mistakes. And we were done.
Also, I turned off the gas before getting in the room, so we enjoyed pasta later.