[M]y first experience with the ex gf in Pakistan.

It’s difficult meeting girls in Pakistan of you have not been part of a group that’s reasonably open minded. Sadly I wasn’t a part of such groups so it wasn’t easy. I used to be envious of guys who were well experienced and got action on a regular basis.

I have always had a very high sex drive. I get turned on very easily but action for me was limited to porn and long masturbating sessions high on hashish. It just intensified my craving for girls but I could do little more than dream up scenarios inside my head.

I came across this app called Whisper which let’s you post annoymous confessions. That’s how I met Anam. I replied on one of her posts about the book Great Gatsby. She messaged me and we talked over our love for the fictional character. I played it cool for a week or so before asking for her WhatsApp to which she happily agreed.

We start chatting late nights and exchanging voice notes. It developed into playful teasing and things progressed into sexting. We referred to each other as gf/bf by then. She was repressed by her parents so she had this really wild side. Her daddy issues worked in my favor because she used to call me daddy. I loved that so much.

Eventually we made plans to meet. I had saved up some money and she pitched in too so that we could get a room in a nice hotel, the kind that doesn’t get raided by police. She said she had a surprise for me and I couldn’t control my excitement. I went ahead and check in earlier that morning so that we could proceed straight to the room.

Getting her out of the house was a Herculean task. Her parents kept a check on her whereabouts so it was difficult. The only way we could make it happen was have her bunk college and just hope that her parents found out. We had to rope in a friend of hers to who would take her to college with her and then drop her off at a distance from the college. It worked and there we were in my car headed to the hotel holding hands along the way.

She was more confident than me to be honest when we entered the room. I kind of just nervously sat in the chair while she just sat on the bed happily and flashed me the biggest smile which I was smitten by every time I saw it and she knew that very well. “You said you had a surprise for me,” I asked after we made small talk for a while. Again that smile and she pulled her uniform shirt to the side slowly to reveal her black bra strap. I instantly knew she was wearing black underneath that I absolutely love. “Oh fuck” was all I could say as I felt a twitch inside my boxers.

Anam got up slowly from the bed and let her dupatta fall to the floor. “I need to be careful not to wrinkle my uniform or ama (mom) will pester me with questions,” she said. Then she looks me dead in the eye and takes off her shirt swaying her petite body side to side. There she was black bra and all. “Don’t you move!” She ordered me. I was way too fixated on her body to do anything else. She went to the closet and hanged her shirt and then bent slowly to remove her trousers. The lacey panties betrayed just a hint of wetness. She hanged it as well.

She walks over to me and straddles me. Not knowing what to do with my hands I kind of just let them dangle and she takes the initiative to put them on her waist. I squeeze and she lets out a moan. There’s that twitch again inside my boxers. She learns forward, takes my face in her hands and kisses me full on the lips. She had had experience making out with her ex so she took the lead there as well. I was new to it and let her show me the way. We kissed and kissed for what felt like eternity but was really a couple of minutes. That’s when I started feeling more confident and moved to her neck, kissing and running my lips along it. She moaned while reminding me to be careful not to leave marks on her neck. I have a thing for clavicles so I took my time sucking on hers and she happily let me. We kissed again for a few minutes and by that time I was rock hard and she had noticed. She got off me and took my hands to make me stand up.

I instantly took off my shirt and she complimented my body. I’m not ripped or shredded by any stretch of the imagination but she knew it would do wonders for my confidence. She made me feel good about my body the first time I was semi naked in front of a girl. She unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down all while my eyes were fixed on her breasts. We had discussed our kinks in length before and she knew that I was very into sucking on her breasts. I had also discussed my breastfeeding fetish with her which she found kinky too.

Feeling more confident I pulled her toward me and kissed her again. There we stood in our undergarments making out slowly. My hands went up her back and I tried unhooking her bra which was an exercise in futility. She smiled on my lips and helped me out, unhooking it and letting it fall on the floor. I couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts, looking at them hungrily.

I led her to the bed and we laid down side by side. We said lovely dovey things to each other and just held each other. I just couldn’t look away from her breasts but I was hesitant. Anam smiles at me and just nods her head. That’s my signal and I cup her breast and put my lips on the nipples. She lets out a moan and her entire body shakes. “Yes jaanu (love) mmmmhh yes” her voice and moans make me go wild. I start flicking my tongue on her nipple and sucking on it harder. I switch to the other one and she gets more vocal and that drives me crazy. I open wide and start sucking completely lost in the sensations.

No milk, obviously, but she’s happy to oblige my kink and starts saying “yes baby, drink my milk. Mmm yes jaanu take every last drop” and I just go at it like a man possessed so much so that I don’t even notice her hand slide into her panties ever so slowly.

I really hope you guys enjoyed reading this. This was a while back so I have done my best to recall it from memory. Much happened after that as well so if you guys liked it I would love to post part 2. Do reach out and let me know.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9jxtkd/my_first_experience_with_the_ex_gf_in_pakistan

2 comments on “[M]y first experience with the ex gf in Pakistan.

  1. Great story mate! Nicely written! Glad you broke out of your shell to explore something new. Keep sharing more stories if you can.

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