A night with the girl from the pub – Part 2

A night with the girl from the pub – Part 2
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Submit Report This story is part of the A night with the girl from the pub series Hey, it’s Ricky again (name changed) and I am 24 years of age. I am very happy with the responses I got from you guys. Now, I am releasing the second part of the story I wrote. Names are changed for privacy reasons. ***** I’m Ricky, as you know – 5’11” with broad shoulders and a lean waist. You already know this one is also with Rachna (name changed). She’s chubby and has a very nice pair of boobs; they’re so big and she has a nice ass. So, let’s begin the story without wasting your time. After our session in her hotel, she was obsessed with me. Although she was older than me, she started treating me like a child. She used to buy me whatever I wanted, or rather, whenever I asked her for something. She said, “From now on, I’ll be your sugar mommy.” As she was earning a lot – which was obviously more than what I used to earn – when she came to know about my phone having network issues, she asked me for my address one day. I didn’t ask her to come over because I used to live with my roommates, and I didn’t want people to judge us based on our age and relationship, as we were kind of in a situationship. So I asked her to wait for one or two days, as both of them were going away. One flatmate was going on a trip to explore Kerala, and another was going to attend his cousin’s wedding. They would both be gone for a good month, so I asked her to wait for two days. When they left, I got messages from them that they were leaving. I saw it when I was in my office, and an instant smile came to my face. There was more sex and adventure about to begin. When I got a break in the office, I called Rachna to know her whereabouts, but she didn’t pick up. I got her message that she was in an important meeting, so I texted her my address and told her to come directly from her workplace when she got free. After that, I left early from the office, as I had to make some arrangements – my dear darling was coming my way. Home, I bought some scented candles, dark chocolate, and a bottle of wine. I wanted to make her feel special. When I reached my flat, I started cooking food for her. As I didn’t have to clean the flat – it was already done; we keep it tidy always – I put those things out and started cooking for her. I was done with the cooking, then I ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower because I was all sweaty and tired from cooking. After my quick shower, I changed my clothes and was waiting for her. Then she finally came, and I welcomed her with a hug. She was wearing a black saree that day and was looking so graceful. When I closed the door after inviting her in, I quickly grabbed her and kissed her lips. Man, those juicy lips were magical; when combined with her sweet voice, they can get whatever they want. I sucked her lips for a good time. Then, I asked her to have a seat. She sat on the sofa in our hall and looked around. Then she asked me about the washroom, so I guided her. When she came back, she was smiling whenever she looked at me. I told her to get fresh. Then, I asked her about dinner. She said she would have it in sometime, then she got back on the sofa. I went and put my head on her lap. She was playing with my hair, and I was pecking my lips again and again on her soft belly. I was feeling so good. Then she asked me what I had made for her. I told her that I made pulav for her (because I make it the best, and it also gets ready in less time compared to anything else). She smiled at me, then we both noticed the bulge that had appeared in my shorts. She gave me a naughty smile and started touching it and rubbing it slowly. My breath started getting heavy, and I started squeezing her belly, which was exposed due to her saree. She also started breathing heavily, and we both were lost for a while. I started licking her belly, kissing her belly button, and biting her too. Her moans were proof of the pleasure she was getting from it. Then we both felt hungry, so we stopped. After that, I served the food on one plate, as I wanted to be fed by her hands. I do love it when she treats me like a child. Then we both had the food. After that, I went to keep the plate, and she came behind me, checking out our kitchen, which was neatly arranged. I started talking to her while washing the utensils. Then she hugged me from behind. She started pressing her big, melon-like boobs on my back. I was so turned on by this move. Her tits were big and soft, making me hard down in my shorts. I wanted to grab her, squeeze her so hard against my body, and kiss those soft melons, but she stopped me. Then she started moving her hands to my crotch and began holding and massaging my dick over my shorts. I was so turned on by that, and I couldn’t control myself anymore, so I washed my hands quickly and turned around to hug her. I hugged her tightly while pressing her boobs to my chest. My dick was poking her belly as she was slightly smooching me in the kitchen. I got so horny that I put her on the slab and started sucking her lips like I wouldn’t get them ever again. She was in a bit of pain, but she also liked it. I started biting her lips in between the kisses, which was turning her on more. Then, I don’t know why or how, I picked up the honey and applied some to her lips. I started sucking her lips and swapping it with hers. We both liked it a lot. Then I applied some to her neck and started licking and biting her neck. I don’t know what obsession I have with necks; it creates an urge to bite them. So while licking it, I bit her neck. I was holding her chin with one hand, pushing her face upwards to expose her neck, and my other hand was on her shoulder. I was biting her again and again, and she was breathing heavily by then. I started kissing her cleavage as she had changed and was wearing one of my gym vests.

I started with kissing, then I started licking it, rubbing my tongue on her deep cleavage. I could taste her sweat; it was a little salty. Her hands were on my back over my clothes, and she was clenching it with her nails, pushing them into my back. I could hear her slow moans as my tongue moved on her deep cleavage. Then I lifted her vest; she wasn’t wearing a bra. I lifted one boob and licked below it, which gave her goosebumps — I could see them — and a relaxed, “Ahhh,” hit my eardrums. It was so good to hear her moans. Then I started licking her erect left nipple. She was in deep pleasure. She held my head and started pressing it on her boob. I was circling my tongue around her erect nipple, and she was liking it very much – at least her moans were telling me that. I was lost in a trance from her moaning. Then I removed the vest she was wearing and started sucking her boobs like a hungry child. She was caressing my head and hair with some moans, and whenever I used to bite, she would say, “Don’t bite mommy. Baby boy, you’re making mommy go crazy.” Although I wasn’t in the mood to listen to her and I kept on sucking, licking, and biting, because I was getting more turned on by the words that were escaping from her lips between the moans. I was getting wilder each time she would say something like that. You can imagine it by the scene we were having; just by thinking of it in a third-person perspective – a chubby woman with big tits getting them sucked by a guy slightly younger than her. So, coming back to the story… There she was on the slab with her juicy lips, mouth full of moans, exposing her tits — the ones someone could suck all day without having any second thoughts or a hunger for anything else, unless those boobs were out of frame. They were perfect enough for anyone to get a hold of them and lose track of time. I’m still getting hard just remembering that time. After plenty of sucking and biting, I started kissing her juicy thighs. They were fair and cleanly shaved. I was having a treat there — all juicy. As I bit, there was a moan ringing in that room. It was all pure pleasure for me, but as always, in moments of happiness, there comes a barricade that bothers you. That was her shorts. It was a stubborn barricade on the path of pleasure, stopping me from biting her inner thighs. I lifted it a little, then I licked her inner thigh. She moaned a little louder this time, and I could sense the wetness as her body got hot. I could feel the coolness of that wetness. When I was so close to her, she was holding my head with her thighs in a slow grip. Her whole body was so hot; I was able to feel a bit of coolness in her crotch. Then I asked her, “Shall we move to the bedroom?” to which she agreed while grabbing the bottle of honey. That brings us to the end of this one. ***** Be here as I’ll be posting our bedroom session real quick. And please don’t forget to share your feedback via email. Trust me, it really helps to write more and more stories for you and I have a lot to tell you guys. If you like my story, tell me your feedback at my email, which is [email protected] Also, if any girls or ladies would like to talk, you can drop an email to me as well. It’ll stay between us only.