Greetings to all the horny and passionate readers of this site. I’m a guy in my twenties with a horny dick and a passionate smut writer and reader working in the IT industry.
This story, which you all will read, is a true story that I have experienced recently. When I published my first story on 6th June, “Unforgettable night – The Birthday sex”, after reading it, a female reader reached out to me and praised the story, asking me whether it was the real one or not.
So Anjali reached out to me after reading my story, and her first message was
Anjali – Hey! Your narration was amazing.
Anjali – Is this a true story??
Me – I thought Monday was all about misery and meetings, and here I’m receiving Compliments.
Anjali – Hahaha, nice one.
Me – yes! This is a true story.
Anjali – It was really nice to read this one.
Me – Glad you liked it. But did you just read it or feel it?
Anjali – Both
Me – Both? That means it’s still running in your head.
Anjali – yes
Me – If yes, what would it be
Anjali – you know it na
Me – knowing and hearing it are two different things
Anjali – I did think about that whole scene.
Anjali – I also celebrated my birthday previously.
Me – Previously? So that means there is no Rahul in Anjali’s life, know??
Anjali – yes! There is no Rahul in my life right now.
Anjali – we had a break-up last year.
So there were a lot of chats, and like this, our conversations started happening daily, and a week later, Anjali shared her Picture Caption was Saturday Click and then she asked me about mine.
So in that Picture, she was wearing a purple saree with an open blouse, and in that picture, she was looking absolutely gorgeous. She had long, cascading dark brown hair, and the main attention-grabbing thing in that picture was her smile, which was damn good.
Since our Conversation is going on smoothly, mostly we would chat at night due to our busy Schedule. Anjali was posted in a bank which I can’t mention, but she was in a managerial post, and she is 4 years older than me.
Gradually, our conversations started happening over voice calls, and we started sharing things about intimacy and fantasies like past experiences, expectations. There, she confessed about her one fantasy which is related to “Food Porn”, so during our call.
Anjali – But! Please don’t write my story.
Me – I only write about what I have relived.
Me – so too right our story, we would need to meet first.
Anjali – Damn! That’s true, and we will meet for sure.
This is how our talks are going on, almost 2 months have passed in voice call, video call and in the first week of August,
Anjali asked, “If you can come on the long weekend on 15th August in Udaipur.”
Me – yes! I can do that.
Anjali – But you have to book a room cause my landlords are strict and we can’t stay at my place.
Me – Don’t worry about this, I’ll book a place and will notify you once it’s done.
After booking my stay, I messaged her all the details. Then, I told my family that I’d have to visit the office on August 15th because team members from the US were visiting the Gurgaon team, and I needed to be there to present.
I took a cab in the early morning of 15th August and reached Udaipur city in the afternoon. This journey was quite comfortable and enjoyable as other people in the cab also came here for the long weekend.
So I have booked my stay in a 3-star Hotel Sarovar with a lake view. Upon reaching to the hotel, the cab driver dropped me off at this place. After checking in, I pinged her.
Me – I just checked into the hotel Sarovar.
Anjali – I’m coming over to your place in 30 minutes.
Sorry! For waiting.
Me – Saba r ka fal meetha hota h(The fruit of patience is sweet)
Then Anjali called me and told me that she was in the grey swift near the parking lot, and when I went there and saw Anjali, she was looking very beautiful. Then we both hugged each other, and there was a different kind of excitement about her which words cannot describe.
Her sharp, almond-shaped eyes were defined with black eyeliner, perfectly complementing her subtle makeup. She wore a two-piece outfit consisting of a light pink patterned bikini top and a long, flowing white skirt.
After settling down in the car our flirty banter started, I started telling her that today the whole of Udaipur is going to know that Anjali will not be able to sleep tonight, listen to this, she lightly punched me on my chest. There were chocolates kept there, so I said, “oh so you are already in the mood, we will use Cadbury.”
There was a unique and cute smile on Anjali’s face, which she was not able to stop, even after wanting to To encourage her further, I started moving the fingers of my right hand on her waistline, due to which her eyes were closing, and she said “please don’t do it now, we have a whole night for this”.
And then I started to trouble her further and put my hand on her left thigh, as I placed my hand, she looked towards me like a child and started saying no with her head, but I slowly started to caress her thighs, she closed both her thighs and with one stroke she applied the brakes to the car.
Then I stopped my teasing, and while talking, we went to Jagat Niwas Palace. The weather was very beautiful, and we were roaming there holding each other’s hands like a couple.
I sat on the bank of that lake and clicked some pictures of her, then we sat and talked, looking into each other’s eyes, and I did not even know when the evening passed.
Then, as soon as it got dark, we came out a little and were walking around. I stood behind Anjali and whispered in her ear.
Me – you are looking so edible right now, Ms Banker.
Me – If nobody is around, I would love to tear your clothes right now and would love to fuck you on the stop and then bite your earlobes
“With all your mischief, I’m wet right now,” Anjali whispered in my ear, her voice a low murmur. She then licked my neck, her touch sending a jolt through me. I noticed people drawing closer, so we quickly backed away, heading for the outdoors.
She’d already made a reservation for us at a rooftop resto-bar, so we headed straight there. When we arrived at “Taro,” the vibes were incredible, and the ambience was fantastic. We found a secluded corner seat.
After sitting on the seats, she ordered cocktails of her choice and some light food, and there were some cherries on it, so when the food came, I first picked the cherry and to tease her, I started licking the cherry and wanted to suck it and see Anjali’s expression. She was looking at me as if she would jump on me any moment.
Anjali – You know it’s been more than a year since I’ve had physical touch, and you’re teasing me so much.
Anjali – I swear, once we reach our desired location, then I will show you what teasing is
We left around 11 o’clock and got into the car. As soon as we were inside, I saw Anjali looking at me. We moved closer and started to kiss, our bodies drawn to each other as if it were the last time. Our tongues tangled, fighting for dominance, and we bit and sucked on each other’s lips. I ran my hand through her hair, and her eyes fluttered shut as I alternated between her upper and lower lip.
She seemed to lose all control, so I pushed her back against the seat, kissing my way down her neck. My other hand explored her inner thigh, caressing it softly until I found my way to her pussy.
Anjali moans – ohh! Don’t stop
Anjali – I want to feel the rest of my life.
But a sudden honk from a nearby car jolted us back to reality. We quickly pulled ourselves together, regained our composure, and I drove us back to my hotel.
When we reached the hotel, we first went to the reception because Anjali had to enter, and when Anjali was entering, I noticed that her nipples were still hard, and the reception guy was also looking at this. I noticed this from the side eye.
And when we started walking towards the room, I put my hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Your nipples are quite tight, and the receptionist was also noticing it”. She then looked towards me and punched me on my stomach, and then I said
Me – I told you that today, the people of Udaipur will come to know that Anjali will not sleep tonight.
We reached the room, and Anjali opened the door, turning to face me with a mischievous smile. She stood with one hand on the door, then took a step back, pulling my shirt tightly with her other hand. Before I knew it, she had pulled me inside and shut the door behind us. I was too stunned to react.
As we got inside, Anjali hugged me tightly, and a few tears fell from her eyes. I held her face in my hands and said, “I haven’t even done anything yet, and you’re already crying? What’s going to happen when I do?” She laughed at my comment, and the tension broke.
I guided her to sit on the bed and looked at her, then slowly unhooked her bikini top. She seemed a little shy and quickly covered her boobs with her hands.
Her 34 C boobs are perfect in size, and her big areoles were the cherry on top.
I gently placed my hands on her waist, pulling her closer. I then took hold of her hair, applying a little pressure as I kissed her boobss. I alternated between kissing her boobss and then her collarbone, and then from the nape of her neck to her earlobes. She moaned in pleasure with every touch.
I lay her down on the bed and cupped both her boobss, squeezing them like stress balls until she let out a shriek. I then began to suck on her left nipple, then moved to the right. I then circled my tongue around her left nipple, then did the same on her right one.
All the while, Anjali ran her fingers through my hair. I pulled away from her boobss, kissing her lips before returning to her neck, sucking it with full force. I trailed my tongue down her cleavage, and she began to moan, “Aah, aah.” I then moved to her stomach, circling my tongue inside her navel. I kissed her arms, and she seemed to drift into a state of pure ecstasy.
I stood up and smiled down at her, then grabbed her long skirt at the pelvis. In two seconds, it was off, and she quickly pressed her thighs together. I gently spread them with a little force, revealing her smooth, clean-shaven pussy. Her clit was clearly visible and swollen.
I lay down beside her and began to play with her boobss again, gently sucking and biting her nipples. At the same time, I used my other hand to continuously massage her swollen clit in a circular motion for about five minutes.
I moved between her legs, and she lifted them to give me better access. I sucked her toes that made her crazy wild, her eyes completely shut, and she was moaning hard.
Anjali – where were you all this time
Anjali – I’m begging you, don’t stop, please.
Then I kissed my way from her ankle to biting down on her calves, then planting gentle kisses till her inner thighs and blowing warm breath on her Pussy. I then took her hands in mine and gave her a deep, passionate kiss.
I then slid two fingers inside her vagina and began to lick her clit lightly, moving my fingers in and out. Anjali opened her legs completely, her hands moving to my hair as she moaned, “Ah, ah, just keep doing it like this.” I increased the speed of my licking and the in-and-out motion of my fingers.
I got up, held her neck, and kissed her lips, all while continuing to finger her pussy with both fingers like a jackhammer.
I got up, took off my jeans, and sat on the sofa. Anjali came over and sat beside me, looking at me with lustful eyes. She began to lick my nipples and kiss my chest, then held my penis with both hands and started to suck it.
I held her hair as she looked up into my eyes. She began to lick the head of my penis slowly, moving her tongue back and forth before coming back up to kiss me.
I sat on the sofa with my legs spread, and she knelt in front of me, sucking my penis with great force. Sometimes she took it completely inside her mouth, and other times she would spit on it, rub it, and then suck it again. She then moved her attention to my balls, caressing them before tracing her tongue over them, one by one, with varying motions and speeds.
She then got up and straddled my lap in the cowgirl position. She dabbed some saliva on her love hole, and as I rubbed my dick against her clit, she grabbed me and slowly lowered herself down onto me.
Anjali slowed her pace, and I began to suck her boobs. Instead of just moving up and down, she started to grind herself against me like she was kissing me everywhere—on my lips and on my neck. When she started to get tired, I took over, holding her hips and thrusting up from below.
We shifted to the spooning position, and she opened her legs for me. I slid my penis back into her love hole, my hand on her neck and my other hand holding her leg as I controlled the pace of my thrusts. We looked at each other, kissing passionately.
As I began to massage her clit with one hand, she started to moan loudly, “Baby, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Shit, this feels so good, so good!” With that, she released her splash, her leg trembling as she climaxed. She had a few tears in her eyes and then hugged me tightly.
She stayed on my lap for a couple of minutes until her breathing returned to normal. I then asked her to get in the doggy-style position. As soon as she did, I licked her from behind, then slowly rubbed my penis on her hole before sliding it inside. I began with a slow pace before picking up speed.
As I thrust into her, I started counting my shots. I grabbed Anjali’s hair and pulled her head back to kiss her while continuing to thrust. As the veins in my penis started to swell, I said, “Ms. Banker, now it’s my turn!” She sat up on the sofa, and I took my dick out of her and shook it, releasing my cum onto her boobs, neck, and face within five seconds.
Me – I told you that when I do it, different kinds of tears will come.
Anjali giggled hard.
Then did Anjali’s food fantasy get fulfilled in the next part?
I hope you enjoyed my story. I’m from around Delhi-NCR. For feedback and discussion, you can hit me up at [email protected] or Google Chat.