Hello everyone, Harrywrites96 here, I bring you another sensational experience from myself and Radha’s adventures, explorations and exploitations. But please don’t contact me to get Radha’s details. I want to respect her wishes to be private, anonymous and confidential.
This is a small excerpt from our date/meet-ups/hook-ups. After the initial experience on the train, Radha cut contact with me. I did keep my distance, but I wanted to know why I was being ghosted. I was going crazy, wanting to find out the reason why she was behaving so.
I was also having my own busy days, so this was nagging at the back of my head. Then one odd day, she messaged me, asking for a meeting. I was sceptical, and asked her as if she was someone I knew (precautionary, even though I did have her number saved).
Then I got a call, and the screen read, “Radha Train.” My heart was beating out of my chest. I answered the call warily, “Hello!” and I got a reply, “Do you really not remember me?”
I was relieved, sighed in relief and smiled, relaxed and said, “I was worried and didn’t want to cause any trouble to you, and why on earth would I forget an Angel? How are you?” And we continued for a while, and we had a somewhat normal conversation.
She did insist on meeting me, to which I wanted to agree immediately, but was also sceptical. I agreed to meet Radha at the GVK Mall. I arrived 30 minutes earlier than our planned meeting time. I waited to meet with Radha, but was also cautious. I saw her come in, but she didn’t notice me.
She called me, I answered and told her where I was. She looked gorgeous in an elegant grey churidar. We shook hands and sat down at Burger King. I asked her the reason for ghosting me till now, and why the sudden meetup?
She replied, “I wanted to know if you were right! I had to set things in order, start at my work, and get settled in. Thank you for waiting and not being clingy with me till now, but from now on, you can be, I’m free!” This shocked me when I thought of how much she wanted to be free.
Then we talked for some time about many things, laughed, walked, and window shopped. She even gave a small kiss on her hand when she was shopping. Then we parted ways and went our separate ways for the day.
As I rode in the traffic, I couldn’t stop thinking of her, what was going to happen, what was going to happen to us in the future, and what I should do. We had not exchanged any of our personal intimate details, only the basics. And strict rules of no contact, till either message the other with a simple password.
Hahaha! We became secret agents. This was getting fun and exciting. She was staying in a PG, so we took precautions. The whole bike trip back home was full of confusion and disbelief. My mind was asking me, “What is next?” We sexted whenever possible via snaps and messages.
Tempting each other and getting both high and masturbating whenever we wanted. After a month, she called me to inform me that she got her car into town. Her husband sent her a car. She insisted, and I agreed. On an early evening, I went to meet her.
It was a decent car, with dark-tinted windows, not too dark, but enough to be prepared, and overall, the car looked good. She was wearing a top and leggings, in which her curves were exaggerated and pushed out. Her breasts were ready to pop out, and her thighs were bursting.
We went out, and I asked her about the reason for the meeting. She gave me a naughty smile and said, “I want to have some fun! I can’t forget the experience you have given me, and I want to feel it again.” We finished our coffee and snacks. Went out for a drive.
We checked for devices in the car to be careful. She didn’t trust her husband to be a good man or a husband. When it got dark, we went to a rooftop restaurant and on the dimly lit roof, we sat next to each other, and I was rubbing her thick thigh and gripping it.
She held onto my hand tightly, and she wanted more. Then, after dinner, I made sure I cleaned out my mouth thoroughly, in and out with the paste from her kit and then milk. I wanted her to have the best time. We went down to the parking lot, which was a dimly lit parking lot.
We had parked the car in the corner, and there were no guards. I got the car ready and pushed the front seat as far back as possible. I saw if I could adjust myself into that cramped space in the leg room of the car’s front passenger seat. I was barely able to fit. I flattened the seat back to the maximum.
As I was doing all of these, Radha was urging me to finish it as soon as possible. She could not wait any longer. She kept rubbing my ass whenever I got out, and was rubbing my dick over the pants. As soon as things were ready, I asked Radha to enter after I got settled.
It was a lot of work, and it’s not easy for a tall guy to be this flexible, but somehow, we made it happen. And then, she got into the car and pulled her leggings down. I took over her undressing; her thighs were glad to see the light. I pulled her leggings down to her ankle.
I released the other leg so that she could spread them wide. She moved herself to the optimal position. There in front of me, in the dimly lit underground parking, a pink flower with smooth outer petals was blossoming, slowly opening. Pussy’s outer was dark with friction marks, but I didn’t care.
As she spread her legs, like the petals of a flower, her wet pussy blossomed, giving out an erotic aroma of wet tenderness. The aroma was strong and sexual. Pulling me towards it like a bee attracted towards a flower. The contrast of her dark pussy skin with a pink inner flower.
I was attracted, slowly moved in, near her wet pussy, smelling it, slightly touching her. Her pussy was calling me, inviting me to dine her inside and out. I started to squeeze her thighs, running my finger, making her feel erotic, getting her aroused.
My nose was rubbing on her outer pussy skin and making her shiver and flinch with the sensation. She put her hand on my head. I continued to tempt her with my teasing, tempting kisses and licks around her pussy and on her thighs. She was losing all her senses.
She was becoming more and more wet. She was oozing her juice down her pussy, giving out such erotic moans. The smell was making me go crazy.
When I realised that she was at the maximum and the flower in full bloom, I touched her inner pussy with my nose and then my tongue.
She lost herself, and she wanted it so badly that she pulled my head deep into her pussy. I slowly started to lick her clitoris. I was licking her pussy, starting slow and gradually increasing the speed. Then, slow down gradually to keep her in the erotic and sensual state.
She was loving the play, and she wanted more. As my licking speed increased, my finger was circling her pussy and her asshole. I slowly and carefully inch my finger and insert it into her pussy, and this made her go frenzy. Her pussy was fully wet and so smooth in welcoming my finger.
I was licking and sucking her clitoris while I was fingering her to the rhythm.
She was pushing my head deep into her wet pussy, breathing stronger and harder. She pushed my head so hard that I couldn’t breathe. She was moaning out and, to not make any noise, covered her mouth with one of her hands.
She couldn’t take it anymore and removed her bra clip and released her soft and cuddly boobs. Though I couldn’t reach for them comfortably, I did squeeze them for a bit. But it was stopped as it was not working out for me to reach. I was performing such a sexual and pleasurable task of sucking her pussy.
Radha’s pussy was oozing, juicy, tasting so thick, soft and good, making me want to suck her juicy pussy dry. Radha’s sexy, huge, thick and fluffy thighs were tight against the sides of my head. They were clamping my head with her pussy from the sides.
Her hand from the top back, locking me into her heavenly zone. Her soft thighs were now tight and hard as rocks. I was loving this, though I had to push myself to take a breath, at times. Radha was relentless, and she wanted it all. She was so into it that she forgot everything and was in her own world of pleasure.
She moans and shakes and twitches, my licking evolved into deep sucking, I fully enclosed her clitoris with my mouth and was licking it as I sucked on it. I gave a very small gap and kept on licking her clitoris. She was pushing her pussy into my face, begging me to give more and more.
She was moaning so much yet controlling her noise with her sweet voice. It was reverberating inside the car and making the whole experience more erotic. All the while, she was squeezing her boobs and rubbing and twisting. It was time to climax and make her reach her heavenly gates of pleasure and sexuality.
There was no stopping her from reaching her climax, and she wanted to finish and wanted more. I gladly obliged to her passionate wishes and started to push into her pussy, suck on her clitoris, and lick it in the flicking motion. Her thighs tightened, her body arched backwards, and her hips shivered.
At last, she pushed my head away and closed her legs shut tight. She shivered and twisted and twirled, all the while she was moaning in the softest voice with a hum. She curled as much as possible in her seat and kept at it for a few seconds.
She didn’t move, she stopped moaning, and she still has her legs clenched together tight. It felt like an hour; the whole parking lot was silent, with just the AC running. I had to get out of my current troublesome position. I wiggled myself out, over her curled-up body and into the driver’s seat.
It was a task, but it was performed. I took her panties and started to wipe my face with them. I was oozing with her juice, and I was still smelling her juice. She didn’t move, still. I was worried, and I flattened the driver’s seat back and looked at her face.
Tears rolling down the side of her face. I was heartbroken and started to console her. She reached out and hugged me so tight and hard. We stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Then she muttered under her breath, “Thank you for making me finish!”
I smiled and said, I shall do it anytime. We both smiled, and later she said that she had wanted to experience it for years. She didn’t get it from her partner. She never thought that she would let herself loose and go crazy on the train. She thanked me over and over.
But I didn’t want her thanks, because I was enjoying this too. We took our time to get her dressed and ready. I asked her to let her boobs free. I told her that it was getting late. She asked if she could do it for me. But I was not in the mood to be honest, because of the cramped position I was sitting in.
I wanted to stretch myself, and when I told her my situation, she perfectly understood. We took the car and as we started to drive, she asked if I could at least take my dick out of my pants for her to feel and rub. I opened up my zipper and pulled out my dick. She started to touch and rub it slowly.
She said that she wanted to take it to her mouth, but we had a crunch of comfortable space. She didn’t give up and finally gave me a quick suck for a couple of heads. Then, we reached the spot where my bike was parked. We said our goodbyes.
She said that next time, we could go somewhere comfortable. She said that she wanted my infamous massage. I was telling her about it in our chats, and that she would book the room on the day we plan.
I bid my night wishes, but she pulled me into her, hugged me tight, and thanked me again. Then she kissed me on my lips, smiled, “As a token till we meet and explore again! I want to spend an entire day with you in bed. I’ll let you know.”
I reached home, washed up and was about to masturbate, imagining her pussy and the smell. When I got out of the shower, there was a snap. She had sent me a nude selfie of her with a quote, “Waiting for your arms around me next time” Seeing that, I went back into the shower and masturbated.
Next time, I’ll tell you how we had a streaming hot and extremely erotic section in a hotel. We don’t like this public stuff, as it stresses us both. We decided to be more private and comfortable in the future.
Thank you for sticking till the end! Please treat everyone well, with respect. Also, tell me if you like this extract of our adventure. Mail me at [email protected] and support me to write more. I love to hear from you all, and it shall stay personal. If you have any kinks, let me know about that, too. Radha and I can give it a try and tell you all about it.