A couple of months into my first year one of my flatmates had organised some pre-drinks in our kitchen before a night out for their birthday. It was mostly the people from our flat but she had also invited a few girls she had met on her course. One of these girls instantly caught my attention, Jasmine.
Jasmine was of an Iranian decent, about 5”2, long flowing black hair and piercing brown eyes. She was a little on the curvy side but carried it with an air and that made her more attractive than she appeared on first glance for example, that evening she was wearing a tight little purple satin dress that highlighted her generously sized tits and an ass seemingly hand carved out of marble but an Italian maestro.
Over the course of pre-drinks I made sure to be as close to the life of the party that I could and of course flirt with Jasmine at every opportunity. This seemed to go well and when everyone was pilling to taxis to head out to the designated club from the evening Jasmine grabbed by hand and pulled me into the cab she was getting into. From there it was game on, during the cab ride she kept leaning into me brushing her tits against my arm and it became apparent she wasn’t wearing a bra. For my part I rested my hand on her thigh and slowly moved it higher and higher up her leg, all the while trying to keep up with the conversation with the other friends in the car. To my surprise she never pushed my hand back down or shot me a warning look to stop which emboldened me further.
Just as I was about to reach the hem of her dress we arrived at the club and she gave me a devilish grin and a wink before finally pushing my hand away and spilling out of the car with everyone else. Fortunately I was the last one out of the car which gave me a chance adjust my rock hard cock and conceal the fact I had a raging hard on. There was no hiding this fact once we were inside though as we soon lost our friends in the crowd and she began grinding her ass into my crotch in time with the music as my hands were allowed free roam to explore her body. Eventually the inevitable happens and she turns around locking me with her gemstone eyes and leans in for a passionate kiss.
We last about another hour of dancing and making out before she says the words I’ve been dying to hear since I laid eyes on her as we are waiting to get a drink at the bar. “Want to get the fuck out of here and come back to mine?”. Fuck yeh I do! So we bail on the drinks and leave the club to catch a cab back to campus, turns out she lives in the same halls as me just a couple of floors above which is ideal. In the cab we are making out and she slides her hand down and begins massaging my balls though my chinos occasionally giving them a good old squeeze making me groan a little bit. I decide to return the favour so I place my hand on her thigh at the edge of her dress where it had got to on the way over. She widens her legs slightly ushering me in and a slip my hand under her dress.
My intention was to tease her a little though her panties but when my fingers reached its destination they didn’t encounter the soft fabric I was anticipating but the hot flesh of her pussy already a little slick from her wetness. At the same time she leaned up to my ear and whispered seductively in my ear “Surprise! I never, ever wear panties on a night out..” I very nearly exploded in my pants right then and there.
I was saved by the cab breaking hard outside our halls and gruffly takes our money and kicks us out. I guess we weren’t being a subtle as we thought, not that we give a shit. Jasmine grabs my hand and leads me into the building and up the stairs to her flat and then straight to her room. Once through the door we embrace and make out a bit more, thankfully with her hands keeping well above my waist because I feel like I’m going to cum the next time she lays a finger on my cock.
After a minute or so she pulls back and pushes me playfully backwards onto her bed and places herself directly in front on me, her legs either side of mine. She then leans in close to my face and says “Ben, I want you to eat my pussy like it’s the only meal you’ll ever eat. Do you think you can do that for me?”. Now I love eating pussy more than most things in the world and would eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner if I could. In the moment I couldn’t articulate this very well and I just gapped a little and nodded with I am sure a very stunned look on my face.
Jasmine smirked at me, pushed me firmly onto my back and crawled on all fours on top of me. As her face met mine she paused to kiss me softly before continuing up the bed until her legs were either side of my head. The heady scent of her pussy filled my nostrils as it hovered just out of reach, partially concealed by the purple velvet dress she was still wearing. “Show me what you can do Ben” was all the prompting I needed.
I didn’t wait long to oblige her and eagerly moved my tongue onto her thin pink pussy lips, letting my tongue only graze between them. She responded by grabbing my head with both of her hands pulling my head upwards towards her groin. My tongue slid into her soaking wet pussy and I got to work pleasing the goddess above me.
She tasted divine and I groaned and bucked as she rode my face. I heard her do the same as I dug my tongue as deep as it would go trying my hardest to scoop as much of her lovely tasting pussy juice into his mouth as possible. As I did my nose came to rest against her little black bush and I took a long deep inhale deep out of it.
I continued to licked her soaking wet pussy and smelled her lovely bush until felt her grip around the back of my head loosen. She lifted her groin off my face and moved her clit to right over the tip of my tongue.
“Mmh, tickle my clit now.”
Her voice was trembling with arousal now and I wanted nothing more than to please her. I ran my tongue quickly back and forth over her already engorged clit, I could feel it growing firmer and larger as I tickled it and heard her moan excitedly above me as I did so. I looked up and saw that she had her eyes closed and her face was making quick jerking motions and realised she was just about to cum. I grabbed her ass with both my hands and redoubled my efforts licking and sucking on her clit.
Sure enough within seconds a tremor began in her legs and began to move its way up through her body until the convulsions were rocking her to her core. Her face pitched in pure ecstasy she let out an almighty grunt and collapsed to one side and rolled to onto her back next to me to catch her breath. I took the opportunity to also catch mine as it took stock of what had just happened. I was still fully clothed, my hair looked like I had been in a wind tunnel, my face covered in Jasmines sweet cum which was starting to dry and my cock was aching, partially from being confined within my
chinos and from being neglected.
Before I had time to get any further than that Jasmine rolled off the bed and unzipped her dress letting it fall to the floor. Taking this as a sign that the night was going to end as I had hoped it would I started to unbuckle my belt only to be cut off by Jasmine before I even got it my trousers over my hips.
“That wont be necessary Ben I’m done for the evening. I’m going to have a shower and head to bed. You did a wonderful job though, quite the tongue you have there.”
“You mean we aren’t going to..”
“Fuck? No we aren’t I’m afraid. Not now, not ever”
“But you just said I did a wonderful job..”
“ And I meant it but I’m saving myself for my future husband, whoever that may be, but it certainly isn’t going to be you. I’m afraid it’s what is expected of me and I’m not about to ruin my future marital prospects anytime soon no matter how many times that talented tongue of yours makes me cum”
After a moment to process all of this I quickly countered with “Well how about a blowjob then? For my efforts.”
She looked me up and down before smiling and walking back over to where I was standing and leaned in close for a kiss. As she did so she placed behind my back pulling me close and her right hand snaked it’s way down the front of my pants to give me a few gentle tugs on my cock. I lost track of the kiss focusing on not cumming in my pants. I didn’t have to hold on for long because at the end of one stroke her hand continued down to cup my balls which she gently massaged between her fingers and palm.
Pulling out of the kiss she took a second to drink in my face which I’m sure was a picture. Revelling in the moment I didn’t really notice the massage turn into more of a squeeze which increased in pressure as she spoke.
“You may be enough of a whore to give someone head within hours of meeting them but I certainly am not. As delicious as this cock of yours feels it wont be going anywhere near my mouth. I’m sure I could’ve had a lot of fun on that cock but rules are rules. You can have yourself a good old wank thinking about me once you get back to your room but I expect you to be gone from mine by the time I come back in here. Now go!”
With one last viscous squeeze on my balls she released me, turned into the bathroom and closed the door without looking back.
I stood there rooted to the floor with a million thoughts running though my head. Did this just happen? Was she really not coming back? Why was I so turned on by it all? The sound of the shower jolted me into motion as I gathered my things and let myself out of her room. When I got back to my flat raucous laughter from the kitchen told me that my flatmates were also back and the party was still going strong. I was in no fit state to socialise though so I quietly unlocked my room and slipped in avoid the inevitable questions and banter that would entail.
Instead I collapsed onto my bed with my head still spinning from the nights events. Jasmines pussy, the taste of her cum, the smell of her bush and about being under her again replayed over and over in my head. I wish I could say I had the dignity not to follow her last instruction to tend to myself thinking about her, or that I only did so once before falling asleep, but I didn’t. Little did I know I would be reliving the whole thing much sooner than I could ever imagine.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ik7idt/arabian_nights_how_i_came_to_serve_a_persian