Many blue moons ago, when I was looking for some debauchery on Reddit, a Caucasian American messaged me. Even though like every second Indian…I didn’t have American dreams. I was intrigued nonetheless.
Immensely articulate and eloquent, he knew exactly what to say to catch my attention and seemed to be into some of my favourite kinks like race play, erotic humiliation and stranger fetish.
His words displayed emotional intelligence, substance, intellect, intelligence, political awareness and eloquence. His way of expressing himself was ten times better than mine. I knew I wanted him the first time I read his message. One of the best things about our conversation was that both of us got each other’s innuendos and double entendres.
The fact that he messaged me from a regular account was a green flag as I could see what he is into, get some idea about his interests and be half-sure that he wouldn’t try to strangle me (not unless I gave my consent).
So, on the D-Day, after navigating through a few minor hiccups, it was finally time to play. Going to his hotel room was a bit tricky though…as the manager gave me a weird look when I couldn’t say who I was looking for! I only had the room number. Luckily he had a talk with the guy and things were sorted. As discussed, he left the door to his hotel room open, and I came inside after reapplying my lipstick, got naked, put on my blindfold and asked him to come in. (He was in the washroom).
I had forgotten to remove my underwear out of the excitement of getting eaten out by someone whom I have never seen or met yet who intrigued and aroused me because of the aforementioned reasons. After he got his cue from me, he came out and removed the blanket and started touching me all over. And saying dirty things like how I possessed a slut’s body… and then when he mentioned that I am still in my underwear, I immediately took it off and after what seemed like an eternity he started licking me down there. He was good enough; I had instructed him in our messages how I like it and he exactly did that. (I wish he kept on sucking, though).
And then when he came up and put his cock in my mouth, I gagged and he laughed and taunted me, and continued saying filthy things which embarrassed and turned me on at the same time. I got a bit scared when he held me down and made his cock touch my throat, I gagged and then after a while, as he was about to cum, he took off my blindfold and started spraying his cum on my face and inside my mouth. That was the first time I saw him. ( That Dad bod was hot.) I was overwhelmed and on top of that, some of the cum went inside my eyes. There was cum in my hair as well.
We indulged in some other taboo stuff too…stuff like me literally whoring myself out for some money! I remember how shamelessly I accepted the money…at that time… the roleplay stopped being a roleplay and became real!
He was one of those man who knew how to put a woman in her place…but didn’t reek of misogyny or any kind of entitlement. There was no superiority complex. Loved that about him! Also, the fact that he checked in on me in between our activities helped me get out of my comfort zone all the more!
Looking back…. it is definitely one of the most unique sexual experiences of my life and I am glad that I took a risk and entertained my adventurous side.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/okwxdu/fm_i_indian_literally_whored_myself_out_to_an
Well written. Old ‘Caucasian’ guy here. Would love to fully experience a South Asian woman.
Loved your experience. Indians are really hot.
That’s hot … you write so articulately too!