My name is Jason. I am 19 and I had just complete school. I was in my gap year waiting to go to University. In the meantime, I was employed in an eatery where we would serve fast food. I enjoyed my job. Through it, I was able to learn lessons that no classroom could ever teach. In addition, I wanted to prove that I could live independently on my own. I was going to a university far away from home. Thus, I wanted to be prepared socially and mentally for the journey to an independent life. When I started the job, I found the hours to be horrible. In addition, I found that the pay was quite small. However, I still managed to save most of the cash. I needed the money for financial security when I started my University education. The only silver streak in my busy day was after work chatting with my friends online. With most of my friends too busy or too far, we would keep in touch online. That is how I began to spend excessive amounts of time online. At the time, having Indian sex was not on my mind too much. I was focused on getting to University.
As usual, I was chatting with my friends online, commenting on their social media posts. One day, I stumble upon a particularly funny post. I was about to make a comment when I saw another funny comment in the comment section. It amused me, and I decided to find out who had made the comment. To my surprise, she happened to be a beautiful lady, about 20 years of age.
I began chatting with her, and she immediately responded. As the days went by, I asked for her phone number, which she gave me without much of a hassle. However, I did not feel any love for her. The more I talked to her, the more attracted to her physically I became. After getting to know her for a while, I decided to make my move. I sent her a well-worded romantic message hoping she would reply. Although it took her a while, she did eventually respond. From then on, our conversation took a different turn. They become more sexual with time. As time progressed, I would request her for nudes, which she would hesitantly send me. I became quite clear to me that she felt the same way I did.
I had become very infatuated with her. Her hot body and the steamy conversations we held turn me on almost all the time. I was once almost fired for spending too much time in the bathroom chatting with her. I wanted to have Indian sex with her bad. I decided to ask her to meet me. However, she was quite reluctant. She said she had a boyfriend, and she only sexted me because she thought we would never meet. However, after much convincing, she agreed to meet me. When she arrived for our date at a small hotel by the sea, I was quite disappointed. She had brought along her friend. I felt disappointed since I had carried a full pack of condoms in anticipation of the wild banging her and I would engage in later. Nevertheless, I tried to be as charming as possible and be as polite as possible. We stayed there for a while before her friend said she had to leave. She got up, gave me a hug and left. As she hugged me, I could feel her warm, sexy body rub against me. It got me a bit excited, which I think she noticed.
When she eventually left, I went home and slept off the disappointed. The next day I called her, and she told me she had enjoyed our company. I told her I did too, but I was a bit disappointed. When she asked why I was disappointed, I told her outright. I had hoped to have Indian sex with her that day. She did not seem to get angry at this. I thought to myself that I had nothing to lose even if she rejected me. She was surprisingly apologetic and promised to make it up to me. She informed me that she had also enjoyed my company. It got my heart racing fast as I began to imagine the possibilities. I decided I would ask her for a date again soon. However, this time, I would make sure that her friend did not come along. When I eventually got around to it, I asked her if she would want to go on a date on the weekend and she said yes. However, we both knew what kind of a date it was going to be.
She chose a date when her sister, who she lived with, was not at home. We went on our date and later on to a room; I had booked in advanced. When we got there, I slowly peeled off her clothes to reveal her sweet, warm body. I kissed her intensely as I ran my hands all over her huge, firm breasts. Slowly, she began to breathe faster. My hands went lower, and I began to caress her clit in slow circular motions. I could feel her getting wet, and my fingers became covered in her juices. I put two of them in and began stroking her gently. She would gyrate her hips as if in anticipation and moan gently. By then, I was so hard it had begun to hurt. I pulled off my pants to reveal my gigantic member. She gasped a bit at the sight of it. She held it in her hands and guided it towards her. I parted her pussy lips to make it easier for her.
After a few minutes, she was on top of me riding me, as I had never been before. She began to moan loudly, and I could feel her pussy spasm multiple times as she orgasmed. She lifted herself off me temporarily and gushed all over. I bent her over and began to thrust in long and deep strokes before I burst furiously inside her.
She turned her head to face me and smiled. After taking a shower, we were at it again. We smashed all night before she eventually had to leave. Up to this day, I remember Minissha and the sensual night we spent in each other’s embrace having awesome Indian sex.
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