“I’m done with this shit,” exclaimed Nisha as she put her office work to a stop. It was a long week, and finally, it was Friday. She had thought of going to a club and having a drink to lay off the week’s work stress.
Nisha was a girl who gave everyone in the office a real hard-on. As pretty as a beautiful Indian supermodel, she had curves at just the right places. She, however, remained in a shell since her parents were strict. Coming to Delhi for work was what had given her the much-needed freedom to explore.
She knew she had a kink. She wanted to be owned, to be shown where she belonged – to serve a real dom. She wanted it bad, But no man around her seemed to have the guts to approach a lady as pretty as her in a commanding way.
She went to Cybercity in hopes of relaxing and spending an evening with music and drinks. Ordering her usual, a Moscow mule, she found herself surrounded by people vibing to Bollywood songs.
She was used to the stares people gave, trying to sneak a peek under her cleavage. It was one of the things she hated the most. She was not used to seeing a man approach her and look her intensely in the eye to ask her for a drink together.
That is exactly what Rahul did. Unexpectedly, he walked past the crowd and went straight for the kill. He gazed at her pretty face calmly, yet she felt the ferocity.
“Would you like to share a drink?” asked Rahul. Not knowing how to respond, she kept mum. Rahul sat down beside her and ordered his usual, Glenfiddich – on the rocks. Rahul started having a good conversation with her.
She let her guard down. Somehow, his presence felt strong yet comforting. She could imagine her fantasies taking over as her cunt started feeling moist. Rubbing her thighs together, she was enjoying the feeling. He took a deep breath, took a sip, and held her hand gently. He pulled her out for a dance.
The sexual tension was evident. They wanted each other. Rahul, in his natural physique, was dominating with tight holds and commanding moves. Nisha let go and started enjoying the sexual dance that they both had.
(Enjoy this in first person, I am talking to you directly now.)
I hold you close, grinding against you from behind as the music takes over. We can feel the heat and the intensity. Our bodies, slightly sweating, are letting off an aroma similar to that of wild animals wanting to breed.
I slightly choke your neck from behind and pull you close for a kiss. I plant one on your lower lip, sucking it while you feel my face brush against your skin from behind. Your soft lips turn me on, and you can feel my hard cock growing on your ass.
People are looking, but let them. Let them be jealous of what they can’t have. I pull you towards a corner where I come on top of you, looking straight at you as you find my bulge pressing against your smooth thighs. I pull a leg up and start making out with you.
My hands are now exploring your back, holding you firmly as my tongue plays with yours. I lick the little spit, trying to escape from the side of your lips back and kiss you harder. I bite your lip a little too hard and make it bleed. With this, I hear a soft moan and proceed to grind my cock over your panty.
You feel the 6.5 inches long, thick veiny cock wanting to ruin your cunt. You know that I own you. You know that you belong to me. I nibble on your earlobes as I hear you moan. Your soft, slow moans turn me on, and I begin leaving love bites all over your neck.
Your long beautiful hair is pulled back and held in a bun as I push you down on your knees. Even though you have been a decent girl, you do not waiver before going down on your knees and kissing the bulge.
I unzip, letting my monster cock outside to be pleasured by my little slut. I rub it on your face as the people behind us dance, having no idea of what is happening behind them to this lovely little angel.
My cock is oozing out precum, and I trace it over your lips. I watch as you lick it hungrily and take a deep throat yourself, like a good girl. I hold your head and moan gently in my deep voice, “That’s it, keep going. Make daddy happy.”
I watch as you start sucking my thick cock and try to go balls deep with it. Your gag reflex prevents you, but I like its effort. I give you a brush on your head and look down to tell you that you’ve been a good girl.
I like the way you smile after my approval with half my cock still inside your warm mouth. I watch and let you gobble it up, spitting on it and making it harder than it is. I bend over slightly to pull your dress up and give you a tight spank.
After a good suck, I pull you up and turn you around, lowering the panty covering your cunt. I feel the moist wet cum from your cunt dripping down to your knee. I hold both your hands behind and pull your hair back for your face to come closer to mine.
I kiss you as I thrust my thick wet cock inside your cunt. The music is loud, and it helps us. I keep ramming it inside you, taking a good stretch of your cunt, and having you moan in my mouth.
I pull your tits out and spoil your pretty red dress, but there still is a smile on your face. I hold your hips and start wildly pounding it inside you as you moan, gasping for air.
With time, your tight cunt takes control and milks my cock. I can feel it pulsating as you orgasm on my wet cock. I can’t hold it any longer either. You feel my cock pulsating inside your pussy as it lets out huge spurts of warm seeds inside your fertile cunt.
With heavy gasps, I pull my cock out and watch you hungrily bend over to lick it clean. I pull your panties up with my warm cum still dripping inside you, and then I take you back to finish our drink.
We watch each other like animals, wanting more. I whisper in your ear as I take you outside the club after finishing the drink, “Daddy’s taking you home.”
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