Hypnotizing Bangalore hottie Akshata
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> Hi, all Indian sex story readers. This is Madhan here. First of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and > valuable feedback on my stories. I am a story writer with many stories published. > > About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of > tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which > has all varieties of chicks/aunties). > > Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and wanna have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my Hangout and mail > [email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Telegram @msarsstr. Coming to the story, the heroine of this story is Akshata. She came in touch with me through telegram. Akshata is from Mandya and currently works in a multinational company in Bangalore. She was staying in a PG and travelled every weekend to her home. Akshata texted me, showing her interest in having physical fun. She was coming out of a depression. A pretext for her depression. She was deeply in love with her aunt’s son, Rohit. Akshata and Rohit loved each other for more than three years. Rohit was a sweetheart and lovable idiot. Akshata lost her virginity to Rohit. Rohit had an elder brother Prem who also loved Akshata, a one-sided love. She rejected the proposal of the elder brother five years before. Akshata instead was in love with his brother Rohit. Akshata and Rohit hid the love story from Prem. After three years of secrecy, Prem caught Rohit smooching Akshata. He felt envious and frustrated by witnessing the scene. He could not digest it and lost sleep since he madly loved Akshata. He drank too much that night and came home. In the kick of the drink, he lies to his brother Rohit. Prem tells Rohit that Akshata is a slut, and he has fucked her on multiple occasions. He even shows some pics of Akshata from his phone. It was regrettable that Rohit believed his brother. He immediately broke the relationship with Akshata without reasoning. Akshata was shattered, especially knowing why Rohit was breaking off. Akshata decided that Rohit would never be her life partner. Rohit, on the other hand, learned the truth later. He returned to Akshata to continue the love. Akshata was not interested in the relationship anymore. Her decision to break off was easy but forgetting Rohit was challenging. Its been six months since the above incident. Akshata kept herself busy with work. She worked long hours to forget the memories of Rohit. A hard six months have passed. Akshata is 26, and her family has started looking for a marriage alliance. She wanted to have sex. She approached me for physical fun with no strings attached. We decided to meet on Monday at a luxury hotel near Ulsoor lake. We decided not to share any pictures and meet blind. It’s crazy to meet blind with lots of thoughts running, fantasizing about the other person. Akshata asked me about the dress for the meeting. I told her to wear a silky saree if possible. She said, “OK.” I booked the hotel for us. I reached the location at half-past nine in the morning. I checked in half an hour before her arrival. She messaged me at around 10. I walked down to the hotel lobby to pick her up. Wow. Akshata is a pretty girl wearing a pink mask and shy, cajoled eyes. Her deep, powerful twinkling eyes hypnotized me. She caught my stare and blushed in the mask. She was wearing a cream churidar with a bag on her shoulders. I walked to her and asked for the bag, but she said, “It’s OK.” I pushed my hand for a shake and grabbed her small hands briefly. We walked to the lift. The moment was awkward, and hearts raced for both of us. I told her to take off the mask. She opened her mask, and the lift opened on the 7th floor. She smiled, heavens very pretty with dimples on her chubby cheeks. I walked her to the room. We reached the room, and she rested her bag on the table. She then sat on the bed. We were scanning each other by staring through the eyes. She was smiling non-stop, and I enjoyed every bit of the time with her. She had applied a thick deep red lipstick on her full juicy lips. I was staring at her eyes, cheeks, and lips repetitively. She was a gorgeous chick. Let me describe Akshata, around 5 ft in height. She had a slightly duskier skin tone with deep big round eyes. She has chubby cheeks with dimples when she smiles. Her nose was small, and her lips were thick and inviting. A sticker on her forehead and a round silver hoop on her ears. She had medium-sized tender boobs with a fleshy tummy and provoking ass cheeks. She broke the silence by asking, “Shall I change to the saree you asked for?” I asked her, “Have you brought the saree.” She nodded, “Yes, you asked, and I brought the saree in the bag.” She blushed with a big smile and walked away from me. Akshata unzipped the bag, took the saree, and walked to the washroom to change. I opened my bag and took the chocolate and condom packet. I kept them on the side table of the bed. An idea crossed my head. I removed my shirt and pants. I walked to the door of the washroom and knocked. She told me to wait from the inside. I knocked again and continued to knock. She opened the door and peeked, asking me to wait. I stared at her lips lustily. She blushed and was about to close the door. Before the door was shut, I stopped the door with my legs. She laughed with her cheeks turning pink in blush and told me to wait. I again stared at her deep red thick juicy lips. I waited with my leg stopping her from closing the door. She stood with her expressions changing. I love these moments more than the sex. I pulled back my leg, and when she slowly closed the door. Before she could latch, I pushed my way inside the washroom. She was halfway in wearing the saree, and the saree was jumbled below the hips. I grabbed her with my strong hands and hugged her tight. My hands grabbed the bare fleshy hips, and my chest squeezed her boobs hard. My eyes stared at her eyes and lips hungrily. Akshata was shivering, and her face was blank with no expressions. I tightened my grip on her hips and pressed her body stronger, stuffing her body tight onto me. My lips placed a gentle kiss on her chubby cheek. She closed her eyes tight. I could see our reflection in the mirror of the washroom. I could not resist. Further, my lips jumped onto her thick red lips. She responded immediately, sucking my lips with my eyes tightly closed. We sucked each other’s saliva with our noses nudging each other. She kissed me breathlessly on a long stretch. I loved kissing her, especially the long breathless one. I walked her slowly in half, wearing a saree, to the bed. The saree was undone and spread from the washroom to the bed. She had thick thighs and was wearing boxer-type underwear. I pushed her onto the bed and continued kissing her. I kissed her nose, eyes, lashes, forehead, and below lips. I moved my lips away from her and waited. She slowly opened her eyes. I pushed my lips again, sucking her honey lips and continued kissing with our noses crashing. The bedroom had a mirror with a complete reflection of the bed. I loved the hotel for that reason. I can see myself on top of Akshata. She removed my banyan and uttered, “Fuck me, Madhan.” I quickly undid the condom packet and kept a condom next to her head. I removed her blouse and bra. I removed my underwear and her underwear away. The AC was not cooling the room, and she was sweating. I reset the AC and set it to 17 degrees. I lifted her hands. She had fine hair in her underarms. I wore the condom on the gigantic ready dick. I grabbed her medium-sized melons and squeezed them harder. She moaned and again uttered, “Madhan, Fuck me.” She had small dark nipples. I sucked her nipples one after the other. I then moved to suck her underarms with my tongue and rubbed my cock over the pussy. I locked my lips on her underarms with her moan loud. I pushed my cock deep into her in a missionary position. Akshata was moaning deep, loud, and sweating. When I turned, I could see our reflection through the mirror. I pushed my cock slowly in and out of her wet and warm pussy. I continued sucking her underarms and drilling her harder in sync with her huge, loud moans. I lifted her legs and pounded her pussy with hard shots. I loved her ass. I turned her around to a doggy and climbed over with her hips raised, waiting for my cock. I rubbed the asshole and pussy with saliva-drenched fingers. I pushed my middle finger into her wet pussy and tasted her salty cum. I positioned my cock and dug my cock deep through her pussy. She gave a loud moan. I gave a huge spank on her round perfect ass cheeks. I pushed my cock again. I felt the urge to cum. I took a deep breath, started pounding her hard, and cummed into her pussy. We took a break. As per the plan, I bought a bottle of vodka. She smoked a cigarette in the room. She smoked and continued conversing with me. I sat on the lengthy sofa at the corner with Akshata seated on a chair with a cigarette. After the smoke, she gave me a nice blowjob on the sofa. She asked me to lick her pussy. I denied it intensionally. I told her, “Wait, not now.” Her mouth made my dick hard for the second round. She asked me, “Why?” I told her, “I will not do it now.” My dick was hard, and I wanted to bang her for the second round. She clung on, asking, “Why don’t you lick me?” I went wild with her questions, and my dick was the rock. I climbed over her again and pushed my face to kiss her lips. She closed her lips, resisting kissing me. I spread her legs and positioned my horny cock. She closed the heavens gate pussy with both hands and laughed loudly. Her teasing made me hornier. I pushed her hands away and pinned her hands to the bed with my stronghold. I forced my lips onto her, and the kiss was wilder. She bit my lips, and I pushed my cock harder. She suddenly started moaning and moving her hips. I continued banging her harder and harder, watching her lust and our reflection through the mirror. “I stalled eating your pussy for a reason, baby. I wanted to eat your pussy. I will lick your pussy clean like never before the next time we meet, honey.” We ate lunch, drank the full bottle of vodka, and chatted the full day. We had a few more sessions also. But I did not lick her that day. Thank you for giving me a wonderful teasing time, dear. Thank you, all ISS readers.