Erotic Escort Experience With A Rich Indian Woman

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Erotic Escort Experience With A Rich Indian WomandeleteddeleteddeleteddeletedI am a tall, handsome and very very sarcastic, 6 feet 5, fit body and have a serious look on my face most of the time.I have been living here since 1999, completed all my education here and went to another city in southern India for work. I worked for 4 years and saved a little money. I got back to the city in May 2019 for higher education which I am still taking in 2 fields from distance mode.I was not very fit in my student days. I started working out and lost around 30 kg in 2 years. Since then, I have liked the idea of limited and healthy-eating and working-out in the gym or play any sport.When I came back, I started going back to my old gym which is fairly costly and has rich people as its member. My reason of joining was going back to my old trainer.I was regularly going to the gym early in the morning, working out sincerely and studying for almost 10 hours a day to complete my courses with maximum efficiency in marks and knowledge. During my job days, I put on a good amount of weight and I was fighting to reduce it.One day, a lady became the member of the gym. She was around 5 feet 6 inches, not so beautiful, but she was trying to become an attractive lady. She was 43 years old and pretty fit. She just wanted to work out to stay in shape. I looked at her once and I didn’t care because it was a distraction to me.Everyday we both were the first people to enter the gym at around 5:30 am. She would come in a white Toyota Innova, which meant she come from a rich family.She would wear nice clothes, had a really cool green colored water bottle and carried 2 towels and a big bottle of sanitizer with her – one towel for her and another to wipe down the equipment that she will use with sanitizer. It was a neat habit but feels crigny if you are working out in a commercial gym.Now, one day in August, my trainer was making us do some crossfit excercises in the same room. Eventually, we started talking. I got to know that her name was Tanu (name changed obviously) and she was a wife of some industrialist. Now, I knew from where the money came from.We became friends, not best, and we started waving, “hi” and “bye” at each other everyday. We did some light talking and a little bit humor. It never went to a stage of exchanging numbers and asking further personal information. I was also like, “Okay, this much talking doesn’t cause any harm to my daily routine”.Two months passed and we were like formal friends.Now, her habit was to come to the gym with light makeup, that eyeliner thing, a little lipstick, matching shoes and workout outfit. But from a few days, I noticed she was not coming to the gym in her usual fashionable way and she would just do some excercise and leave early than usual.I chose to ignore for a few days, maybe she had some skin problem or was out of makeup or whatever (none of my business). But eventually I asked, “What? Out of makeup? You should go and buy some, a new shop has opened nearby.”She just shrugged and gave a feeble smile and left. I felt embarrassed , I said to myself, “Shit dude, these things are not to be said, are you mad or what?”.I decided to apologize to her.After she left, I ran to her in parking and called her. She unlocked her car and stood there.“I am really sorry if my words hurt you. Tell me if I can do anything to make this right”, I said.“No, no, it’s me. I am not in good mood for a few days”, kaçak iddaa she said tossing her bag in the car through the driver window.“You can tell me, if something is bothering you”, I said to her looking at her.“Sure, I will think about it”, she said, getting in to the driver seat.I wiped my hands with my towel and said, “Alright, I got to go back inside.Will see you tomorrow. Bye ,take care.”She opened the glove box of her car and took out a black card, handed to me and said, “Sure. This is my card, call me after 7 pm, we will continue.”I took the card, went back inside and put the card in my bag.In the evening I texted her on whatsapp and said hi. She replied after a while and we started talking.I asked her about the morning thing. She told me that her husband had started drinking too much and he would abuse her and would not come home for days. I felt pity on her. But, what could I say? I have never experienced this thing before in my life.Further, she told me that she had sent her k** to boarding school to keep him away from the house situation.We became good friends and were talking from 9 to 11 every night. It was not like we ere lovebirds or something.Every time we talked, I used to say, if there was something I can do to make her life easy, she can tell me. Well , she asked me to come with her to a short shopping spree. I went with her and spent 2 hours at the local supermarket.Then, on one Saturday, she said, “Tandoori chicken at my place today, I make very tasty chicken.”I agreed at reached her house at 1 in the afternoon. Her house was big, like rich people big. I buzzed into her security system bell and she asked who this was. I said, it’s Amit and the gate swung open itself. While entering, I noticed there were a whole lot of plants on both side of her driveway. There were security cameras and some cool cars.I went inside and sat on the sofa in the living room. She made mint tea and we drank it while talking and laughing. After a while, we ate. She poured little black label for herself and me.I denied at first but then I accepted thinking what can just 30 ml alcohol do in this big body of mine. It was not like that I don’t consume alcohol, I take it, but the this situation was different.She sat next to me and started talking about her life more – her parents, sister, her previous life, etc. I listened very patiently and gave inputs of laughter, sadness and awe at different stories she told.I took the alcohol twice more as I have to go home also but she was on fire.. She took like 5 drinks and kept her glass down finally. She was tipsy and was in effect of alcohol.I asked if it was cool with her husband that I came to their house. She told me that they were separated but not divorced because of the k**s. I said I was sorry to hear that. She started crying. I was very uncomfortable.I hugged her a little and tried to console her. Trust me guys, she was smelled really good, like vanilla or cream.Suddenly, she leaned in and kissed me. It was spontaneous, her soft light lips touched mine and I was instantly aroused by her action.I grabbed her and pulled her closer. The kissing became more intense. I picked her up a little and placed her in my lap with her legs on each on my side. We continued kissing now with noises and the temperature of our body started rising.I was running my hand all over her body and she and I were getting really into the hookup thing. She stopped and pulled herself back kaçak bahis and said, “I am sorry if it was awkward.”I gulped and said, “No, it was umm..really hot. You are amazing.”She smiled and started kissing again. I slipped my hands inside her t-shirt and started touching her breasts , she moaned a little and leaned back, took off her top and stopped. Her 34-size breasts were in front of me. They were covered in beautiful green bra. They were so fit in the bra as it was tailormade for them.I opened her bra and threw it somewhere in the room. I took her boobs in my hands and squeezed them gently. She closed her eyes and moaned with passion. I continued squeezing her bra and started kissing her again.She removed my shirt and kissed me all over my neck and chest. I pushed her away from my lap and laid her down on the couch with one leg stretched out on the couch and another one on the ground. I crouched on the ground and sucked on her breasts while rubbing her vagina from top of her denims. It was really hard, denim made it harder.I unbuttoned her jeans and slipped my right hand inside, gently running my fingers up and down her really really wet pussy. She started moaning and started moving her ass a little.I got up and pulled her jeans and again threw them somewhere. Then I removed her green underwear and threw it too.Her pussy was out there in open. I admired it for a few seconds. It was swollen, brown in colour and was very wet and hot. I put my tongue to it, and started licking it.“Mmmhhhh!!!!”, she moaned and shook a little. I held her boobs with my hand and squeezed her gently and hard in between. She was enjoying my play with her body.I sucked on her clitoris and continued the licking game for 10-15 minutes. She was moaning very softly and in very seductive way which was making me very very aroused. I could feel my dick begging to come out of the restraints.I slipped two fingers in her pussy with my tongue still licking her sweet wet pussy. I found her g-spot and started rubbing that point rapidly. “Oh my god! Amit, ruckna mat”, she took a deep breath and said. She was making noises which resonated with the rubbing speed of my fingers and tongue.Her face turned red, she helped my head and pressed it into her pussy and shouted, “Don’t stop, Amit, faster”. And in an instant, she had an orgasm.She was laying there trembling. I was looking at her, fingers still inside her pussy, trembling and turning red.She stopped after a few seconds with a lot of fluid released on the couch. I got up and kissed her on her lips. She smiled and looking cunningly into my eyes.She ran her hand across my body towards my dick. She opened my zipper and tried to take it out. I said, “Wait, let me”. I removed my jeans and underwear and she held my dick in her hand. She was keenly impressed by the condition of it.Better than I thought”, she said with a smile and started stroking it with her hand. I was already wet and cumming a bit from my dick. She made fun of me and said, “Let’s see how much longer you last”.She got up and went inside her room. Her ass was looking very very sexy while she walked.She came back with two condom packets, opened one and slipped one on my dick. My dick was fairly long, about 8 inches and 3 inches wide. She stroked it a few more times. She made me sit on the couch with my legs open and sat on my dick.It felt really good. I took her hands and placed it on my chest. I started playing with her illegal bahis big boobs. She started humping slowly and increased the speed in 1-2 minutes where her thighs and my thighs were making the thud sounds.“Ahh! Fuck me, mmhh!!!”, she was moaning on top of her voice and I was praising my luck for every moment of that amazing sex I was getting.She got tired of humping after a while and stopped and started grinding her ass. This was a new experience for me, it was little painful also.I told her to get off and took her to dinning table of her house. She was panting like a horse. I laid her on her back, legs apart, and slipped my dick deep inside her pussy. It felt like some soft, hot, wet wall of cotton wrapping around my dick. She crossed her legs and rested them on my waist and back.I put my hands on her waist like I was holding herself with my fingers, spread out on each side, palm facing and holding her stomach and thumbs meeting up her belly button. I started with soft and slow strokes and she started making sexy noises, “Tez karo na Amit, please. I really need it”, she said, tightening her legs grip around me.I started speeding up my strokes and was fucking her like nothing. I was in sweat and panting heavily. My dick was going in and out of her pussy. She started grabbing and pressing her own boobs and started shouting, “Fuck me like a whore, I have waited for this for a long time now. Fuck me, Amit..Fuck me, you dirty boy.”“Yea, you were waiting for becoming a bitch, you rich whore. How do you like it?”, I said passionately while still pushing my dick into her deep and as fast as I can.“You have no idea, you motherfucker. Rukna mat, Amit, bas or kuch bhi kar lo,” she said pressing her boobs hard.I squeezed my butt and stiffened my legs to apply more pressure to the drilling I was giving to her. She was shouting, squeezing the life out her boobs, biting her lips and looking me in my eyes.I fucked her for good 20 minutes after which neither of us could hold back our orgasms. She started turning red again. I removed one hand from her waist and started rubbing her clitoris with some speed. This made her go crazy, “Behenchod, maar daloge kya,” she shouted.“I will kill your pussy, you bitch,” I said, still fucking her with all I had in me.She tightened her legs on my back and pulled me closer, not giving me enough space to move my dick in and out. I stopped and gave my dick several massive pushes into her vagina. Her eyes rolled back and she started scratching me.Her body stiffened and with a sexy but deep moan, a lot of fluid came out her vagina. It covered my dick which made me like ejaculate. I pulled my dick out and immediately cummed into the condom.Tanu got up and sat in the chair.I sat in another chair, facing her.We cuddled for a few more minutes and then she went to wash herself up. I washed myself up in the washroom and got dressed. I was about to leave when she slipped something in my pocket and kissed me gently.I reached into my pocket and found 4000 thousand rupees. I got a little offended, I asked, “This is for?”She said, “Oh, I thought you were a professional sex worker, I am sorry.”I thought and the greed of money came in to my mind. “Yeah, I am. But I can not charge a friend”, I quickly changed my mind and told her, “No problem, it will help me not get attached to you personally”. Ahe smiled.I kept the money and left her house. Till now I have served her three times and two of her other friends. Let me tell you guys, it is not very easy to satisfy women. I am liking this male escort thing unless it comes out of some corner and hit me in my face someday.That’s the story for another time.

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