A School Lust Done Right - Part 2
A School Lust Done Right - Part 2
The thrills of fucking the woman you have fantasized for years!
This is the second part of the two-part story about Sushri. I lusted for her since I was 14, and finally went out with her and had sex at 24. The overwhelming pleasure I felt from fucking a school crush couldn’t have been captured without me giving some history and on & off sexual energy between me and her. I have tried to keep this part somewhat independent but to get a better feel of things do read Part 1
On my way back from the theater I texted her mouth was amazing. She sent me a wink. I sent her some hotels which were couple friendly. Since coming to Bombay, I’d use either StayUncle or an Airbnb for one-time hook-ups. I sent her a couple of StayUncle options in the City. We decided on a cozy hotel room, with a large bed.
We texted all evening. She told me that it was thrilling to blow me in public. I told her that I was surprised that she swallowed my cum. She thought that I’d love seeing her do it. She remembered that most of the porn clips I used to send her, would’ve a long part on deep throats. In the other partners she’d been with, she always imagined my preferences and that’s how she gotten good at blowing dick and enjoyed swallowing cum. She told me I tasted thick and tasty. I told her that I’d love to feed her more of my cum.
At night, before sleeping, we exchanged some snaps. She was sleeping in a tank top and shorts. She made sure I saw her navel and ample cleavage. I had a strong craving to jerk off to her snaps. Instead, I snapped her a mirror selfie with an obvious erection in my pants.
The next day, we were to meet 12 PM near the hotel and then walk their together. I reached before her. I already had condoms in my wallet, but I needed a pack of cigarettes. I bought one, and was smoking my second cigarette when she got down the rickshaw.
That day she was wearing a plain red tee and a tight black jeans. The red color of the top looked especially good on her huge breasts. She’d tied her hair back. She looked pretty, and her jeans hugged her thighs deliciously. I smiled at her. She didn’t know that I smoked, and I told her that I had started about a couple of months ago. We smoked a cigarette before starting for the hotel.
The check-in was smooth. We went up to the room. It was about 1230 PM, by the time we’d gotten comfortable in the room. She had pushed the curtains away and turned the AC to 16 C. The room was small but luxuriously decorated. She had laid her bag down on the desk, and was in bed resting on the headboard. She had tucked herself inside the blanket. The red top was a great contrast against the white blanket, and her chest popped out. Her face looked prettier because of the way the sunlight hit her face. Her feet were out of the blanket. She had beautiful smooth feet. I didn’t have a feet fetish then, but her naked ankles excited me. She was checking her phone, while twiddling her toes
We were silent for a minute. I used that time to text Aradhana. She’d texted me that we needed to talk. I texted her that I’ll be back in 3 days, and we can meet at my place.
“Why are you sitting so far away?” Sushri asked me.
It’d gotten a little awkward after coming to the room. It was true that less than 24 hours ago this girl had swallowed my cum, but I still didn’t know how to get started with her. I reached for a cigarette. I went up to window, slid open the window and lit the cigarette. We were on the fourth floor, surrounded by taller buildings. With the windows open, the room was loud, because of the traffic on the road below. It was sunny and hot. I could feel Sushri looking at me.
“Sit here and smoke” She asked. I looked back and smiled. I told her, I didn’t want the ash to fall on the bed.
“It’s old fashioned, but you look hot while smoking,” she said. She got up from the bed, and moved beside me. She held on to my arm and leaned her head against me. I offered her a puff of my cigarette. I freed my arm and put it around her waist and pressed her side against mine. I lit another cigarette, since I didn’t want that moment to end.
“I like this shirt, but I don’t like this on you,” she undid the first button few buttons of my shirt. We started kissing. I took off my shirt and still had half of the cigarette between my fingers. I looked at the cigarette, she took the cue.
“You can finish smoking it” she broke the kiss and looked at me.
With my body as support, she started squatting down, running her hand from my chest, down to the waistline of my jeans. She knelt on the floor, unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. I was standing there by the window, naked from the bottom, with just my half-vest undershirt and a cigarette in my hand. The window sill was short, my dick and her head in front of my dick would’ve been clearly visible if anyone was looking in the direction.
I wasn’t hard, but Sushri knew how to work a dick. She took my soft dick and started stroking it. After I was semi-hard, she started licking my foreskin, and eventually my dick was big enough for her to lick the tip. I kept smoking my cigarette, while I saw her head, bobbing on my dick. She would look up, smile, stroke my dick, and take me inside her mouth again. She swirled her tongue and hit all the right places.
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