Introduction: The author is a Bombay-based 33 yr old married Indian male. Liberal minded, intelligence above average, this is his first foray into the world of adult creative writing. Any feedback, positive or otherwise, would be appreciated.
My heart was working slightly overtime as I knocked on the door that read room no. 304. The door was directly at the top of the flight of stairs, and despite the underlying excitement, I had this deep-rooted anxiety that all eyes are one me; everyone would know I was about to do something wrong!
Rewind: Riya and I first connected over the Internet about three months ago. It was a casual funny comment (which is my usual modus operandi) that got her to respond. Typically, internet chat yields a whole lot of rubbish for the most part, and not being one to suffer fools, my hit and miss ratio had not been very favourable in the past. But she was different! In less than 2 hours we talking on the phone, having reached an intellectual and humourous connect that I cannot possibly describe in a few words!
The thing was that we were in different cities: Me in Bombay and she from Ahmedabad (a smallish city in comparison to my raging metropolis of a home-city), which had me all the more impressed and intrigued when we hit it off the way we did, especially considering she was a good 12 years younger than I was. Still a student of architecture, she had an amazing command over her words and a mind more mature than one would expect from a 21 yr old. But this story is not about the mind, is it?
I am 33, married, and mostly above average in those departments that count. What I believe I have going for my is my quick wit, intellect, and disarming smile. I'd probably score an objective 7/10 in the looks department too, and my clean-shaven face and short crop hair let me pass off as 6-8 years younger than I actually am. I'm fair and tall (179), by Indian standards anyways, and weigh in at about 155.
I don't get out there looking for sex or to cheat on my wife, it's just that the Internet gave me an avenue to be intellectually stimulated and flirt at the same time, all under a cloak of anonymity, and no one gets hurt. I'd never hooked up with anybody of the net before -- hell, I'd never hooked up with anyone at all, for that matter.
I invariably sought out women from other cities in chatrooms to lower the chances of meeting and temptation, but here I was, three months and numerous intimate conversations later, knocking on the door of a fairly small-time motel, about to meet the woman(girl?) whom I had wondered about for so long.
From our conversations, I had learnt that Riya was 170 cms-- tall for an Indian female. She is a long distance runner -- so she was obviously going to have an athletic body-type. To add to that she was candid, forthright, vivacious and looked cute as hell in her photographs! And even though we did get overtly sexual in many of our conversations, I am too much of a gentleman to probe and figure how far this was going to go whenwe finally would meet. So, to be honest, I expected it to be awkward. A hug, a kiss or three and some fun and cozy moments, maybe?
Which doesn't mean to say that my cock never throbbed at the possibility of what might happen. I am a horny red male after all, and my mind had been playing out all possible sexual scenarios in my head. Both the heads! But being a bit of a realist and generally conservative in my thinking, I wasn't counting on any serious action.
The first thing my eyes fell upon when the door opened was a white bra. I was looking at her breasts!! I wasn't expecting her to be so close to my height, and I must have surely let out an audible gasp when I saw her bra outlining her cute 32b boobs through the sheer white top that she was wearing. I looked upwards -- again the gentlemanly thing to do -- rather than stare at her boobs, and saw her dazzling smile and heard her enthusiastic "Rahul?? Hi!!!!!!!!!!"
She quickly shut the door behind me and gave me a nice tight hug! I was torn apart between being horny, scared, and nervous all at once!
"Let me check you out!" I said, after a minute of hugging her, pushing her about an arms length away to get a better look at her face and body.
Her radiant smile and shoulder length dark wavy hair were way more attractive in real than any pictures. She was tall, and just like I expected, had an atheletic body type. She coulda been a few pounds lighter around the hips, but nothing looked out of shape or out of place -- and I guess it wouldn't, considering all the miles she out in on the track every morning.
I must confess I prefer bigger tits, but hers were cute and perky looking from through that rather transparent top. What made me hopeful and rather excited though, was the really short black skirt and the longggg legs that did more than just peek out from under it.
"You'e hot!" I blurted out, as I couldn't help myself.
She giggled flirtatiously in response and said "Look who's talking!!!"
And that's when I felt relieved, that she liked me. That the awkwardness was done and over with!
We spent an hour sitting semi-intertwined on the bed, across each other. Sizing each other up. Boldly commenting on each others appearances and bodies. We spoke about what we thought of each other, how we differed from our expectations. Half an hour elapsed, and I have to concede that she was getting me very hot. Sitting so damn close to me. her long bare legs touching mine (albeit through my jeans), and her transparent top leaving little to the imagination. "What's with your rather revealing attire," I teased her. "Are you trying to seduce me??"
She laughed loudly and answered, "Maybe I am!. Actually, to be honest Rahul, I wanted wanted desperately that you find me hot, just like I knew I was going to find you hot!"
That was enough to get my already excited cock to spring up further against my jeans. She looked into my eyes deeply and came closer to me. I couldn't believe it. Here was this 21 yr old hot leggy sexy female actually making moves on my in the private confines of a room! That too, on what was officially our 1st date (if you could call it that)!
Her large 'Julia Roberts" mouth met with mine and lips felt soft and moist against mine! I returned her advances and we were soon lip-locked and breathing faster. I was getting harder by the second as our kissing became stronger and deeper! Moving my hands across the back of her sheer blouse, I felt the outline of her bra, my mind racing with doubt whether I should dare move my hand across her front. I didn't need to wonder too long as she crept even closer to me and crushed her tiny lil titties up against me, and let out a small moan. I was encouraged by her response, and was ok with letting her take the lead. The last thing I wanted to do was to go over some limit she may have in her mind, and have this whole horny experience come to a crashing end!
I went with the flow and eased off from a sitting position to a supine one, her body in my arms. her breasts still crushed against me....until we were both on our sides.... kissing away.... the passion rising (in my pants, and in the room!). She moved her crotch closer to mine, and I pushed my now pretty well hardened cock gently against her.
It was terribly encouraging to feel her rub up even closer against me, showing me that she wanted more! I knew she could feel my hardness prominently now, and her kissing me even harder was all I needed to bring my right hand up to the side of her left breast and gently cup it through her padded bra. The reaction was instantaneous! A loud moan escaped her lips, and she ground her crotch even harder into mine. I squeezed her boob gently as we tongue-sparred our way into a passionate french kiss! This leggy lass was horny for me, and I was wondering how I'd find a way between her legs!
She helped me with my minor struggle to get her top off...and I ran my palm all over her bra and chest in an urgent manner. We were both now breathing really hard, and I could feel her nipples poking out in arousal from under her bra -- even through the padding! I reached behind her back and unclasped her bra...slowly moving the straps down her arms and getting rid of the bra as a gasp escaped her lips! I looked down at her exposed boobs....and cupped the left one in my palm and gently started playing with her erect nipple. She now had her head back and eyes shut -- the desire was plain to see on her face. She wanted more! And boy was I going to give it to her!!
"Tell me you like that Riya," I whispered as I tweaked her nipple.
All I got in response was a very horny sounding "Hmmmmhhhh!....Ah!!!"
I broke away from her face and brought my face down to her right breast, which must certainly have been craving for attention by now. I kissed the nipple verrrrrry lightly, and watched her body writhing beside me, trying to rub her pelvis further into my now rock hard dick! I gently kissed her breast, ensuring that I stay away from the areole, for now, anyway!
She arched her breast into my face, willing me to take more of it into my mouth. I kept using my lips and tongue in small measures, so as to heighten the sensation for her! Then I flicked my tongue across her nipple really fast, and felt the shiver all the way down her body to her crotch, which rhythmically kept pressing against my crotch.
I knew that it was time to turn my attention to her sexy long legs, and the warm space between them! My hand left her breast and traveled down her thigh. I didn't need to do much at all, and she quickly spread her legs apart to give me better access.
But I spent a fair amount of time stroking her inner thighs for a while..until I heard a mumbled "Pleaaaseeee"....begging me to touch her womanhood.
I smiled while I attempted to suck her full breast into my mouth, and let my hands go up that short black skirt and touch her through her panty.
