Indian Sex Stories

Everyone gets a click in life. Sex to many people is an experience but the kind of life I lead; it was full of those experiences. Not with my own country girls but abroad, while roaming around at different destinations And at places, most modern and most backward. I have tasted them all. I have been a regular Reader of playboy and penthouse for years, people use these magazines to satisfy their lust and To see centerfold girls only but do not understand that they provide you high quality and very authentic reading and advisory materiel as well.

After years of reading you get to know what I really mean. In sex there is a phenomenon, that with male and female coupling, there comes a time when you hit across someone where you get the taste and pleasure and goes to peaks which were never known to you before. Both of those partners at that time reaches at their peak of sexuality. Very few of the people Reaches that height. In my case, as I had told you earlier, before this incident, I had been with all kind of girls, locals, (I am from Karachi), Chinese, Malay, Filipino, Japanese, Korean, Egyptian, Syrian, Somalia, west African, south African, mixed, colored, British aussies, polish, French ,German ,Scandinavian, American, Brazilian you name it, name the color ,name the structure, name the race, I really have had a lot.

It was this one German girl; she was a singer in a disco where I went one night in Germany. It was peak of winter and the roads were covered with snow and still falling. I had some 250-300 usd in my pocket and that was all I had left to enjoy. I sat there and chatted with different girls. Mostly running on vodka and orange. Which took its effect and soon I was quite comfortable and relaxed. She sang couple of songs and on and off came and was getting mixed with people. Everyone was looking for partners and I too was trying girls talking n dancing but could not really decide whom to pick. Till we found each other taking interest. So after a famous number she came and sat down alone and I went to her and asked if I can sit with her for a while. She okayed. So we sat and I ordered her a martini and it all started. She was good in English so we had no problem of language. We stayed till 12 midnight as she told me all about herself and that she works here and would be getting off at 12. I don’t know but she radiated a certain amount of appeal to me the I got jammed with her. Mainly I think it was her composed manner, the way she was carrying and her sweet and always approving smile. She wasn’t beautiful comparing a lot of other ones there but was rather very pleasantly textured.

About 5ft5in a good figure and a very pleasant smile and lips. I always go very straight, So I had asked her that I like you, which she smilingly approved of, and then I asked her what do I have to do to take her to bed and she very straightforwardly told me that She would take 150 US$ And would be very happy. I did not liked that much of business like manner but thought its OK. Within an hour and by the time she got off from disco, we were old friends and laughing and enjoying and telling each other about ourselves. now I wanted to go for my business and nothing else, so as it struck 12 . I started to push her to get off and she suggested going to her place which I did not care, we came out like two old, known lovers and it was freezing outside, I had picked up a bottle Which she had taken on her account. She called a taxi and there we were???.. traveling. Taxi driver seemed to be knowing her, I asked her to tell him to pick me up to drop to my hotel at sharp 7 In the morning. Thinking I would have about 6and half hrs for screwing and that would be fine. I didn’t see much where we were heading as we were both busy like old lovers in the taxi with each other, she wore a mink coat and, the heated taxi, herself ,and her mink coat, our interesting talks and the atmosphere did not permitted me much to see outside, till we came to a halt. It was a nice looking house, with again an exposure of shivering coldness, I remember exactly when we opened the doors with her keys I checked time it was 12:30. We had started kissing and fondling even while the door was not opened. By the time I got to her bedroom it might have taken us another 10 minutes to be in Bed and then I was on top engaged with real business. I was may be too hard on her and she was moaning and sobbing while she consumed me with the first one which lasted for a long time and left both of us breathless. When we finished the 1st round I realized that I had a lovely responding women Under me, Pleasant, vibrant and beautiful.

She had a very satisfied face, Our talks and jokes and her movements from below made me hard again without even getting off from her and there we were again on the move, with the lady scratching, pushing and taking me again like mad. We did all possible things( Except that I don’t like removing pussy hairs from my teeth with a toothpick in the morning) while I was moving on her I felt her orgasms and orgasms hitting and hitting her like mad, and I remember when we finished our second round, exhausted) and that after laying on her for some time when we both got up, her bed sheets had a circular wet mark about at least 18 inches in Diameter, may be it was from both of us. Our talks, jokes and those kinds of exchanges continued while we both washed and peed. We both hardly had taken any further Alcohol after entering the house. We returned in a hurry and soon it was again on???. Both of us do not exactly remember how many times we went through, I only had a very pleasant feeling with this women which kept telling me to take her more and more, and it was same on the other side. so we did not lost interest for a second that night. and kept going and going but our hunger for each other did not subsided?.. Till we were interrupted by the doorbell. It rang once, but who cared, again it rang and now we stopped, and while pinning her down, we both looked at each other questioningly, who it could be?

I guessed while still in-her, and asked what time is it? And who this can possibly be? She also looked confused. Her bedside clock had fallen while we were busy and neither I wanted to come out nor she wanted me to discontinue. So we started guessing and both were, after careful thoughts, confirmed that it could be maximum 3 or 3:30. At this time no one was expected, but only maybe police, as she told me that she is not a licensed pro. And no-one else, she could expect at this hour of night. May be its some jealous neighbor who had called them. Any way we both got ourselves ready to face them, thinking, to hell with them, we are no criminals and she asked me to keep lying while she would go and check?? I lay down resting, thinking what’s happening outside? Then I heard the door being closed and she entered the room and leapt at me. I asked her what happened? She told me oh! That was a friend and hugged me with such intensity that I was not left with any reasons, that why shouldn’t I continue, rather then wasting anytime in unnecessary enquiries. so I tried to make myself at home again. When I was in and we both started the madness again she stopped and asked me do I really think it is 3:30, I said yes. But are we wrong? She hugged me so tight from inside and told me Dammit its 7 in the morning and it was the taxi driver, with whom I have requested another half an hour.

So????. Were we doing it for about 6 and a half-hours with hardly any break. To both of us, truly the answer was no???. not at all?? we did not. But the fact was there, she showed me the watch, I did not even believed it I got up found my w.watch it also told me yes ! Bloody hell we both were so exited and thrilled that we again went for another fuck and it continued till door bell started to ring and to ring and then to ring like mad???.. mixed with the taxi driver shoutings and banging the door violently that we parted reluctantly. We both parted and while I drove back with the taxi driver I recollected the events and could not convince myself of what we have really gone through, I felt light and beautiful in the morning. I wondered where all those extra hours were gone, none of us were heavily drunk, rather all the alcohol had gone off with the first few rounds and we were as sober as normal.

I reached hotel and while I undressed saw all the money I gave her in the taxi laid back in my pockets with a thankyou and I love you note from Eva. I started laughing at my luck and the happiness crept in me that she was not a prostitute as she had posed herself to be. I stayed there a full month and from that day onwards, I used to be her guest at the disco. It belonged to her uncle. There was never a night where we missed and it was always a pleasure. We are still good friends and exchange cards. I am married now and do not regret not being with her but sometimes I wonder would the life with her Could have been more better? As she always insisted please don’t go???. I love u so. That is not a fantasy. It happened. While with others as well, many good times came But this remains in my memory a-fresh.

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