The First Seduction – Part II
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Riya is the name I have used multiple times over causal hook-ups and erotic encounters. For obvious practical reasons, I cannot share my real identity here. This is the second part of my 1st story here. To understand the continuity, go through it here: https://www.indiansexstories2.net/couple/first-seduction-part/ By the time Karan and I came back to reality from the surreal high of our frenzied “climax” from the previous story, it was almost 3 PM. And although we were oblivious to the ridiculous afternoon heat of Mumbai when we were intimate, it was taking its toll on our sweaty bodies now. Karan, who was still lying on top of me, got up and started the A/C. I got up and started walking towards the washroom. I wanted to take a shower because of all that sweat. Another thought on my mind was pushing out all of cum that Karan had gushed inside me, but then I realized that it was probably too late to do that. Besides, I still felt tiny sticky bits of it inside me and those warm liquid droplets of pleasure lingering inside of my body were turning me on again as I walked towards the shower. I left the washroom door open on purpose. Kept the shower curtain open too, letting him have as many glances at me while I cleansed myself, or even more, if he wished? I was surprised that he did not jump into the shower with me and kind of disappointed too. Maybe next time, I thought. My inner voice should’ve questioned my thoughts on doing such filthy activities again, but by then, it knew what I really wanted. I finished my bath, wrapped a towel around my wet body and came out. “Ta da!” I exclaimed, smiling at Karan, who was sitting on the bed observing me. “Come here”, he said. I complied and went near him. He got up, grabbed my wet hair and he pulled me towards him. I sort of melted into that kiss. I slowly started moving my fingers over his neck, pulling him closer. He was still fully naked and I could see that he wasn’t erect yet. Then it struck me, “He’s not fully recovered yet!” It should’ve been obvious really. I had made the guy cum twice in last couple of hours and neither of us had any lunch. It was gonna take some time for his man-parts to get back into groove. He realized that I was looking at his dick and I think he felt a bit embarrassed. I assured him that it was OK and that I still wanted him later. We got back into bed and ordered some junk food over room service, cuddled into a blanket and started watching TV. I slowly slid my hand inside the blanket and started stroking his dick. I started with a firm grip at the top of the dick where the skin starts. I moved my grip down slowly, pulling his skin with it, exposing the inner head. Then slowly he brought it back up covering it again. In a few minutes, he started to get hard again. I pushed the blanket aside, slid down over the bed and moved to align my body perpendicular to his. At the intersection point of that perpendicular angle, my open mouth wrapped over his throbbing tool. I started moving it up n down slowly. I was stroking it with my hands simultaneously as I was moving my head. After a few strokes, it was fully erect. This time, when I moved up, I took it completely out of my mouth, pulled down the skin from the top and started licking the uncovered head wildly. The saliva from mouth and pre-cum from his dick had made my hands slobbery, but I loved it. From what I could see, he loved it too. Suddenly, in one swift move, I took his tool entirely inside my mouth and closed my lips. His thing was completely inside my mouth now, and I started moving my tongue around on it within my mouth. This whole internal-pressure thing was really getting him high and crazy. Just then, the door bell rang “Room Service”. This should’ve prompted me to get dressed, but the wicked part of me that I was discovering today had other ideas. I told Karan “I am not letting go of your dick till you fill my mouth with your cum. These guys usually have spare key. He can get in; you don’t need to get off the bed”. “But he will see us!”, he could not believe what I was suggesting. “Pull a blanket over me and turn to a side so that our activities are not so obvious. He’ll think you’re the only one in the room”. I could see he was a bit worried, but the thrill of having a hidden girl suck your dick under the blanket while another man served you warm food wasn’t lost on him. He turned a little to left, pulled the blanket over me, making lumps to hide my shape. Without waiting any further, I took his whole dick back into my mouth and started moving my tongue around it inside the mouth. I was not gonna take it out till he came, and he knew it. As I was sucking, he asked room service to come in. I carried on moving my head up n down while the service boy was probably taking plates off the tray as I heard metallic cling. I could feel pressure build up within Karan’s dick, and I knew he was close to coming as his soft moans were audible to me. I wondered whether the service boy could figure out why the guy in bed was moaning softly. That thought made me so wet down there that I started tonguing his dick even more fiercely. “Anything else, sir?” service boy asked. I had started bobbing my head over Karan’s tool so forcefully that I knew he was about to cum in a matter of seconds. “No thanks” he told service boy. “Any cold drinks or liquor?”, the boy was persistent. I could feel Karan get restless as his hips and thighs began to shake in the beginning of an orgasm. “No”, He nearly shouted, his voice shaky and hoarse, while he came in my mouth with the intensity and speed of an AK-47. The service boy had already left by the time Karan stopped cumming. I wanted to swallow it all, but the sheer quantity of it made some of it overflows over my chin. Karan was looking at me with expressions of a kid having won a million chocolates in a lottery. I took my mouth off his dick, swallowed cum I had in my mouth and wiped off rest of it from my face. Ironically, minutes after I took a bath, I was washing my face with a face wash. Then we ate a little. It was around 5 PM when I said “Let’s go to the water park”. As I had mentioned earlier, the place was a water park-resort. Neither of us had packed any swimwear, so we bought the cheap swimwear sold at the shop by the pool. Karan looked happy to see me in a body-fit jersey which was gonna cling to my curves even more once I get into the water. He was even happier to see my so-very-short swimming shorts which almost exposed the lower end of my buttocks. I walked slowly towards him, teasing him with my swift curves. As I got close to him, I hugged him, brought my mouth close to his ears and whispered, “I am not wearing any bra or panties”. His eyes sparkled. He knew what I wanted. I knew that he knew it now. I was happy that he did. With anticipation of a little girl, I entered the slightly cold waters. Soon enough, Karan and I were in a crowd of people enjoying the water park. There was enough space to not be overwhelmed by the crowd, and there were enough crowds for both of us to have our way with each other, do nasty things, and still not get noticed. After going over a couple of rides, we settled into a pool which was gonna start a wave-pool in a few minutes. He hugged me from behind, cupping my boobs. We went into deeper waters so as to not be noticed when we do raunchy stuff under our clothes. Once we were deep in neck-level waters, sure enough, he started kissing my neck from behind and strengthening his grip over my boobs. He started caressing my boobs over the nearly-nonexistent-thin clothing, occasionally pinching my nipples. My nipples had gotten so hard by then that if we came out of water that very moment, I was afraid, they would rip the thin cloth of the jersey the way they were poking out. Karan had clung to me from behind, so I could feel his tool get excited as he enjoyed handling my pointy nipples while nearly crushing my breasts with his hands. He was taking full advantage of the situation and I loved it. “Take it easy; you don’t wanna hurt my boobs, do you?” I coyly complained to him. He grinned in response. In a few minutes, wave pool started. All the people in the pool, including me and Karan, started moving up n down to the rhythm of the waves. I turned around and kissed Karan on the lips, letting our tongues do their dance. Before I turned back around, my back facing him, I told him, “If you want to do anything to me again ever, you have to make me cum before this wave pool ends”. His eyes sparkled to my challenge. He knew that he could do whatever he wanted with my body for the next 20-30 minutes. While our bodies naturally moved up n down to the rhythm of the wave pool, he slid his right hand inside my shorts. As I wasn’t wearing any panties, he was easily able to move his hand over my pubic region, thigh, clit and vagina. When he let his thumb rest over my clit, with his fingers over my pussy lips, the water in the pool wasn’t the only thing making my pubic area wet. He started rubbing my clit and I started moaning softly, not audible to the crowd around us. With the natural movements of waves, in a few seconds, he let one of his fingers slide inside me down there. A Shiver ran through my body as the wave lifted me atop. He started moving his finger in n out as he kept rubbing my clit. In a few seconds, I started to lose control and asked him to support me to stand. At that point, his left hand was over my left boob and his right hand was making my clit dance. I freed his left hand, and moved it across my body, holding me firmly over my upper body, pressing both of my wet boobs with his arm. This rough handling made me even hornier, and I started moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. Within the cheerful shouts of the wave pool, I let out a loud moan “Ahh” as he slid a second finger inside me. My eyes were closed for a few seconds while he started moving both fingers in-n out faster. The shivers of joy were running across my body like an electric current. I don’t think anybody noticed my moaning as most people were busy shouting and cheering. Seeing this, I let myself go and let my body rest over Karan’s. Karan realized that I had let go and he started fondling my clit furiously with his thumb, while inserting 3rd finger inside me. His fast-fingering and clit-fondling was making me shiver relentlessly with pleasure. In a second, he slid his 4th finger inside me while still rubbing my clit with his thumb. All 5 fingers of his right hand were busy pleasuring me down there while his left hand arm was pressing, caressing and fondling both of my boobs. He was also breathing heavily over my neck, which was arousing me even further. His erect dick was throbbing and shaking so wildly that I could almost feel it from within both our shorts. I lifted my right hand, took it behind, held his hair and pulled his head a little over my shoulders. Then I quickly turned my head to smooch him. My moaning was getting louder and louder as wave pool was almost over. As our tongues were fighting in our mouths, loads of warm pleasure-liquids flew over his fingers inside me and as he jerked my lower body off, almost fist it, I came, gushing rivers of cum over his hand, inside my trunks. It was so intense that I went on cumming in his arms for a few seconds, still shivering like a seizure and moaning loud “Ah’s”. By the time I finished, wave pool was over and people had started leaving the pool. We stood there for a few minutes, as Karan was letting me come back to ground from that awesome high of groundbreaking orgasm. Once I was conscious enough, Karan escorted me back to our room. That night, knowing that it was probably the only night we’ll ever spend together, we took full advantage of each others’ bodies and made love multiple times; on the bed, in the shower, on the floor, over the table, the chair, every place. For me, it was the first of many such adventures to come. But as far as me and “Karan” go, we never saw each other again, not even by accident. I am sure wherever he is, he still remembers those 24 hours as the best day of his life. As for me, I was just getting started. That weekend was far from my best ever. That was yet to come, but more on it later. I will post few others of my experiences at some point in future if I get time. In the meanwhile, you can contact me at [email protected]. Let me know if you like my experiences.