Aruna , Chennai Part – 1
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Name : Aruna Age: 43 Location : Chennai Status Married Education : Graduate Occupation: Home maker Height : Medium Bra Size : 38C We had been flirting on chat for a few months before I had the chance to travel to Chennai. on work. She had agreed to meet I picked a hotel close to where she lived and put aside an afternoon to meet her. Our chats had been fairly flirty but without any cyber-sex. She came across as a simple , uncomplicated and shy person. One of the things she was curious about was “french-kiss”. She was not sure what it was and she extracted a promise from me to show her if we ever met. She was also curious about oral sex. She came around 1 pm. She had refused to share her picture so it was the first time I was seeing her. She wore an elegant but simple cotton sari. Her face was pleasant with nice even teeth, charming in simplicity. Wheatish colour. . We talked for a few minutes in the lobby, but the lobby was very busy and she did not seem to be at ease, so i suggested we should go to my room and talk .Once in the room I ordered some tea and sandwiches and were talking as we waited for the sandwiches to be delivered. She seemed quite at ease now. Once the tea came, I made her a cup (1 spoon sugar) and she was quite impressed by this.. that a man should be making tea for her. Our general talk continued. I had a sense that she was enjoying talking to me. We were talking about chatting on internet and making friends. I asked her if she had met anyone and she said she had not so far. Soon enough she said.”:hey tell me about the french kiss no” . So i proceeded to explain to her how in a french kiss the partners open their mouth and use their tongues. She , intentionally I think, pretended not to understand. So I got up and went to her and said I will demonstrate it to you. Soon we were kissing… she was a little shy. I urged her to open her mouth as we kissed deeply. After a few minutes I turned my attention to her neck and ears. I could hear her moaning softly. I told her I wanted to kiss her breasts and I pulled the sari off her bosom . Only the very upper part of her breasts were accessible and I started kissing them. Her musky body smell was tuning me on. I was fumbling with the hooks on her blouse till she herself undid them and and unhooked her bra. I pulled the bra off and her heavy breasts tumbled out. I took her nipple in my mouth and gently teased it with my tongue. I was also fondling her other breast and rubbing her nipple which had become hard. After a few minutes I pulled her to the bed. We were hugging and kissing. I put my hands on her butt and pulled her into me. My hardness was pressing into her now as I reached under her sari to caress her thighs. I felt her breath quicken as I rubbed her pussy through her damp panties. to be continued.. We had been flirting on chat for a few months before I had the chance to travel to Chennai. on work. She had agreed to meet I picked a hotel close to where she lived and put aside an afternoon to meet her. Our chats had been fairly flirty but without any cyber-sex. She came across as a simple , uncomplicated and shy person. One of the things she was curious about was “french-kiss”. She was not sure what it was and she extracted a promise from me to show her if we ever met. She was also curious about oral sex. She came around 1 pm. She had refused to share her picture so it was the first time I was seeing her. She wore an elegant but simple cotton sari. Her face was pleasant with nice even teeth, charming in simplicity. Wheatish colour. . We talked for a few minutes in the lobby, but the lobby was very busy and she did not seem to be at ease, so i suggested we should go to my room and talk .Once in the room I ordered some tea and sandwiches and were talking as we waited for the sandwiches to be delivered. She seemed quite at ease now. Once the tea came, I made her a cup (1 spoon sugar) and she was quite impressed by this.. that a man should be making tea for her. Our general talk continued. I had a sense that she was enjoying talking to me. We were talking about chatting on internet and making friends. I asked her if she had met anyone and she said she had not so far. Soon enough she said.”:hey tell me about the french kiss no” . So i proceeded to explain to her how in a french kiss the partners open their mouth and use their tongues. She , intentionally I think, pretended not to understand. So I got up and went to her and said I will demonstrate it to you. Soon we were kissing… she was a little shy. I urged her to open her mouth as we kissed deeply. After a few minutes I turned my attention to her neck and ears. I could hear her moaning softly. I told her I wanted to kiss her breasts and I pulled the sari off her bosom . Only the very upper part of her breasts were accessible and I started kissing them. Her musky body smell was tuning me on. I was fumbling with the hooks on her blouse till she herself undid them and and unhooked her bra. I pulled the bra off and her heavy breasts tumbled out. I took her nipple in my mouth and gently teased it with my tongue. I was also fondling her other breast and rubbing her nipple which had become hard. After a few minutes I pulled her to the bed. We were hugging and kissing. I put my hands on her butt and pulled her into me. My hardness was pressing into her now as I reached under her sari to caress her thighs. I felt her breath quicken as I rubbed her pussy through her damp panties. To be continued..