Previous Part: Smita – Dream of A Dreamer
Hello guys, thanks for the wonderful response to my story. Just a small suggestion to all my readers, I fantasised about having sex or getting intimate with a lady older than me. Let me clarify a few instincts that an older woman likes in a younger guy where mostly we guys fail to deliver.
Always praise the lady you are going after.
Make her realise that you are always there for her in all her hard times.
Always have patience while approaching. Never be a hungry dog behind older ladies because they don’t like it.
Always respect your lady because she will always find herself superior to you and make her believe that she is superior.
Never try to impress her with your money. She’s a mature lady who won’t get into your flaunt talks.
Coming back to the story.
While I was sniffing Smita’s vagina over her leggings, she moaned in ecstasy. She was getting uncomfortable because it was for the first time she was experiencing sex in an open space. Her shyness was visible while her eyes were closed by my sexual actions.
I started rubbing her thighs while she was still trying to avoid me but with very mild pressure. I knew she was grooving up with my moves, and I didn’t want to miss this chance. During our chats, she confessed to her sensitive sexual points. I started aiming for them now.
With one go, I pulled Smita’s leggings down to her knees. In the next fraction, I banged my head on her thighs. I started licking her bare chocolate crunchy thighs that were oozing to get licked. She was feeling shy about the activities going on with a younger guy.
But her sex starving mind was taking over her values. She was grooving with my moves with her eyes closed. She didn’t respond to me yet, but her resistance slowed down as I licked her thighs. My saliva was all over her thighs.
I aimed for the next sensitive part of hers. It was her back. I turned her around in one go, lifted her kurti and started rubbing my dick over her ass while her purple panty was on. Her hands were locked with mine on the roof corner of the car, and she was biting her lips while I was rubbing my dick over her ass.
Me: (Whispering in her ears while licking her ear lobes) This is what you wanted, right? Haven’t you experienced in the open ever?
Smita: Please stop! I’m getting crazy. Please don’t make me lose my values.
Me: (While rubbing my dick over her ass) I always respect your values. But your body is grooving with mine. I don’t find you are thinking about your values. I know my touch is making you crazy.
Smita: Ummmm! Fuck, you are asking me to forget my values? You won’t be able to handle me if I do that.
Me: (Biting her ear lobes with her challenging sentence) Then I would surely like to see how you handle me when your values are off your life.
I pulled her purple panty down, simultaneously pulling out my dick from my jeans. My dick was rubbing her ass crack now.
Smita: Ummmm! So you have made up your mind. Didn’t you?
Me: Yes.
I pulled her waist back, opened the back seat door, and pushed her on the seat. I was still holding her waist to get a clear position to enter her from the back in a standing doggy position. I gave a quick kiss and bit on her ass, and started entering her pussy the next moment.
I held her waist with one hand and inserted my dick in her pussy. She was resting her hands on the car seats while her lower half was outside the car waiting for me to bang her. I gave the first thrust.
As she was experienced, her pussy was not much tight. But due to a long sexual gap, there was a bit of tightness in her pussy. The juices from her pussy were helping me to take her pussy smoothly. I started humping Smita from the back. Strange happiness was there on her face while I was fucking her from the back.
She was not looking back, nor anywhere else. She was biting her lips and keeping her head down on the car seats while I was fucking her from behind. Tears were rolling down the car seats. Those tears were of happiness and coming out of bondage she had set for herself after a couple of love failures.
She enjoyed the new relationship with no bondages and no commitments for the first time. Getting into such a relationship for a lady of her age was very unexpressive. I enjoyed fucking her from behind, and in between, she said something.
Smita: Stop! My legs are paining. Take me from the front.
I was in awe. Whatever I heard now, is it true? A few minutes back, she asked me not to go further, and now she is asking me to go ahead. I didn’t waste time. I pulled my dick out. I made her comfortable to give me a clear view of her vagina so that I could start fucking her again.
This time I was awestruck by the scene. She was looking at the left side while I was looking at her while inserting. With my first strong thrust, she closed her eyes and moaned slightly. I held her neck and asked her to look at me while her eyes were closed. She was resisting looking into my eyes.
I knew the moment she looked into my eyes that I would get discharged within the next two minutes. Because while fucking in a missionary position, the best way to complement each other is to look into each other’s eyes. There can’t be anything erotic other than this.
I wanted to look into her eyes, but she was resisting it. Till that time, I had not kissed her on her lips. Whatever was happening was a sudden reaction of desires. Smita was holding my hand now and was getting well with my moves. She was enjoying it now.
She was feeling this experience for the first time. She was guessing back in her mind that this world was full of love and lust. Love and lust cannot only be expressed behind closed doors, but they can also be expressed anywhere.
This thought was making her wilder, and she wanted to keep herself in the driving seat. I again asked her to look into my eyes while fucking her. This time she moved her head towards me but didn’t look straight into my eyes. She was looking at my chest and was rubbing her hands on my chest.
While fucking, I made her chin up, and that was when her eyes met with mine. A thunder passed in my body, and I started speeding up my pace of fucking Smita. She noticed my pace and held my hands, and said.
Smita: (While looking into my eyes) Go Slow. I like it that way.
I obeyed her. I was humping her slowly but with deeper strokes. She was enjoying this now, and she gave herself completely. She wrapped her legs behind my waist and invited me to hug her.
Smita: (looking into my eyes with her moist eyes) Hug me. I want you to love me. Don’t just make me feel like a sex toy.
Me: I will love you and respect you till the end of the dawn.
Smita: Promise me you will never misjudge me with this incident.
Me: I solemnly promise.
She pulled me down while her emotions were rolling. I hugged her tightly and was giving her deeper and harder strokes now. Tears of happiness were rolling down from her eyes to my shoulders while she had hugged me.
Smita: (Moaning and whispering in my ears) Make me cum. It’s been a long time since I haven’t.
Me: With Pleasure.
I hugged her very tightly, pulled her hair back and kissed her tightly. I was smashing her body and giving harder strokes. She was biting my shoulders and nailing my back fierce. I was in no mood to stop. After some hard fucking, Smita came with a lot many juices.
I continued fucking her till I cum in her pussy. I finally came in her pussy and rested on her with an exhausting feeling. Both our bodies were sticky due to the sweat.
This was the first time when Smita and I had sex. The journey has just begun. There’s more to come in this journey where you will find many romantic thoughts develop.
Smita will explore the new generation of Kamasutra with me, which she never experienced in her past affairs. This new kinky journey will make Smita forget her hidden values and bring out a new treasure of satisfaction.
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Next Part: Smita – Dream of A Dreamer – Part 3
