Ash had grown up in India and moved to Chicago with her family for high school. She’d gone to medical school and married a guy with a good job that her parents liked. And from there it had been downhill.
She was in her early thirties when I met her, recently divorced, and stuck in a job she hated and a city she didn’t like. Her husband turned out to be an asshole who never cared enough to make her cum in eight years of marriage. Then he got arrested trying to solicit an undercover cop in a prostitution sting.
Ash wasn’t looking for love. She was desperately searching for a job closer to her family. She wanted a fling. She was into kinky erotica and wanted to experience something different. That’s how she ended up talking to me.
Our first meeting was at a cafe one afternoon. She was shy and a little awkward, but it didn’t take long for me to put her at ease. It’s amazing how easy it is to bring a woman out of her shell when she’s spent years feeling neglected. I listened to her. I made jokes. I flirted. We didn’t talk about sex, but she invited me to come over to her place that weekend.
Ash wanted someone to take control, so I gave her instructions. I told her to have on a skirt and new lingerie. She didn’t protest.
On Saturday evening I showed up at her apartment. She had the lights turned down low and a Feist playlist turned down low.
She was dressed in a loose, wine-colored blouse and an ankle length hippie skirt. Ash was insecure about her body because her ex-husband took her for granted. She was short with long dark hair, a plump ass, and big tits.
We sat on the sofa and made small talk for a few minutes. We both knew we were going to fuck, but I wanted her to be comfortable. I took her hand and mine and told her I wanted to see her bedroom.
She led me down the hall. She had candles burning. I took a seat at the foot of her bed and told her she should undress.
She was shy. Then she tried to rush through it. I slowed her down.
I told her to slowly unbutton her blouse. Then slide it off her shoulders. She had on a burgundy lace bra. Her belly wasn’t flat, which I found sexy.
I told her to take off her skirt and she obeyed. Her lacy panties matched the bra. The thong was wedged up her soft ass.
“I’m going to make you cum,” I told her.
She got in bed and started to cover up with the sheets, but I took them away from her. I pulled her panties off and exposed her furry pussy. I told her to spread her legs. Then I buried my face in her cunt.
It was easy to get her off. I knew her husband had never gone down on her. But it didn’t take much. I lapped at your pussy and teased her clit. I fingered her and teased her asshole. I made her cum, something no man had ever done. She squeezed my skull so tightly with her thick thighs.
I was still fully clothed at that point. After that, I undressed and took off her bra. I sucked on her big tits. And then we fucked. I used a condom that night, although I never did again with her. Her soft, shy moans were incredibly sexy. Her soft curves were so sensual.
She came again with me inside her and I finished just after her.
We hadn’t made plans for me to stay over that night, since it was just supposed to be sex. But she made it clear she wanted to do more “next time.” I was up for another fuck before leaving, but I didn’t want to press it since I definitely wanted to come back for more.
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Nice story!! I wanna hear more. Well written too.