I'm a 39 yr old Desi guy based out of the US. I have a high libido, but am feeling stuck in a marriage with a spouse who has a very low libido.
Ask me anything!
Never felt this lonely 😔 A pic in my DM would really cheer me up. Thank you!
This incident dates back about fifteen years. I was in my early twenties and had moved abroad for a work assignment. Being completely new to the country, I was working to familiarize myself with the new environment. I had gotten a driver's license, but didn't have any friends in the area with whom I could take a road trip. The non-stop snow and icy conditions didn't help either, as I was mostly locked inside the house.
Additionally, I had gone through a breakup just a month before moving abroad. I had been in a long distance relationship with this girl for a few months, and found out she had cheated on me with her ex. While I was somewhat relieved to find out about this early in the relationship, the entire episode had been a blow to my self confidence.
Some background about me: raised by extremely religious parents, I was taught at a very young age that excelling academically mattered most in life. Being the obedient child I was, I never questioned this, and spent all my life focusing purely on schoolwork, giving little to no attention to girls/dating. As a consequence, I ended up being this lanky, nerdy, twenty-two-year-old virgin who was mostly perceived as Mr. Goody Two Shoes by any girl I met. I had a friendly demeanor and wasn't exactly unattractive or difficult to talk to - I just had zero game and was always bracketed as the "nice guy". Anyway, back to the story.
It was the morning before a long weekend, and I was just about to head to work when my Mom called. "Are you busy?" "Yeah, I am about to head to work now, Mom. Talk later?" "Wait, listen... Mahvish visited us last week. Her mom had told me she was in town, so I invited her over for dinner. And when talking to her, she mentioned she was going to be traveling to the US for a few weeks! In fact, I think she should already be there now." I was drawing a blank "Mahvish? Who is that?". She just went "Oh, you don't remember her? She's my former colleague's daughter.. You've met her when you were younger. I just thought it'll be nice if you could go spend some time with her over the weekend. I am sure she would be happy to see you again. Here is the hotel where she's supposed to be staying at." and my mom passed on a hotel name, a phone number and hung up.
I racked my brain trying to recall who Mahvish was before I finally remembered. I had met her and her brother (who was my age) back when I was 7 or 8. I distinctly remembered her being a little older (maybe 13, or 14), and quite taciturn - especially with us kids. "Maybe she grew a little bit more chatty over the years" I thought to myself as I headed to work. I decided I would call her once I was back home.
Given it was the long weekend, most folks in my team left work early. I did the same, and called Mahvish. We chatted for a while. She sounded very different from how I'd remembered her (which was to be expected I guess). At the end, I casually asked "Hey, are you doing anything this weekend? If you are free, we can catch up". "Oh that would be amazing! But how do you plan to get here? I am sure last minute flights will be expensive". "I think I am just going to drive. You are just about five hours away, and that's not much of a drive to be honest.". "Wait, you are planning to drive in the ice and snow?" "Yeah, I think that's okay, I'll manage. As long as you are comfortable giving me some space to stay the night, I'm good with traveling". She didn't even think twice "Don't worry about staying, man. I got assigned a full suite. There's plenty of space!". And with that, I tossed in a few clothes into my backpack and drove off to meet her.
The roads were slick, and the first hour of my drive was awful to say the least. However, I finally made it to her place in one piece. I made it to her room and knocked - feeling both nervous and excited to meet her after so long.
When the door opened, I was pleasantly surprised. She was nothing like I remembered her! She had big, dark brown eyes with long eyelashes and perfectly trimmed eyebrows, a sharp jawline with full lips, dark wavy hair that fell just below her boobs, and dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. I stood at the door, momentarily mesmerized, when she pulled me into a hug "Ashhh!!! So nice to see you... I can't believe it has been over fifteen years since we met! Man, you are tall". I half crouched to hug her, and was immediately hit with the smell of shea butter and coconut. Was that her shampoo? Maybe the body lotion... I couldn't tell. I just knew she smelled amazing.
I walked in, dropped off my bag and plopped myself on the sofa. She pulled up a chair and sat across from me, stretching her legs onto the sofa. We started talking about our lives, and noted how serendipitous it was that our work trips aligned. "How was your drive? Was it bad?"Well, the first hour wasn't great, but it wasn't too bad after that." "Aww, I can't believe you drove all the way to see me". She then moved to the sofa and gave me another hug. Once again, I was happy to have her sit close to me, and hugged her for a few seconds longer than necessary.
I turned around to face her and we continued chatting. We talked about what we had been up to all these years, where we worked, etc. After a while, we ordered pizza, watched a movie, and then decided to go to bed. "Ash, you are tall - take the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa". "No no, I am good with the sofa." "Oh c'mon now! "Just take the bed," and with that she turned off the main lights, leaving only the nightlamp on as we went to bed. Since the sofa wasn't too far from the bed, we continued our conversation.
At one point, I said "You know, I don't care - we can just share the bed. I tend to roll around a bit, but you can just nudge me and I'll move". "I don't mind at all, but are you sure?"Of course I am sure!". "Just get off that sofa... here," I said, making space for her. She slid next to me under the comforter, turned to face me and we continued chatting.
The conversation pivoted to our personal lives. "So, will your girlfriend be okay if she knew you were staying here?" "Which gf? We broked up just before I traveled here" and I narrated what had happened. "What about you Mahvish?"Well, there was a guy who liked me, but things didn't quite work out" she said. She went on to explain that she was super awkward around guys, and I was the first guy she felt comfortable opening up to. I confessed I was the same way with girls. "Ash, you are such a catch.. I can't believe your gf cheated on you..".I looked at her and went "I mean, someone like you would've been a perfect match for me". Her big eyes widened even more when she heard that. "Really? You think you would like someone like me?"
Perhaps it was the effect of her fragrance. Or maybe it was the cozy warm room with the faint humming of the heater in the background. Or it was the fact that we were snuggled under a single comforter, facing each other, our lips mere inches away. I don't know what made me do it, but everything around me was having a certain effect and I lost all inhibition. I leaned in, and kissed her on the lips just as she was about to say something.
She looked confused for a second, and just as I was about to apologize for my actions, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss.
We kissed passionately, our tongues touching, occasionally sucking on each other's lips. I slid my hands under her top, caressing her back as I hugged her tighter. She wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding over me as we continued to kiss. After several minutes, she pushed me away "We shoudn't.. This isn't okay" she said breathlessly. "Why not? What's wrong?" I asked her. "What if our parents find out?" "Oh, excellent point. "Remind me tomorrow to send a detailed email to my parents about us making out," I joked. She started laughing and we went back to kissing again.
This time, I let my hands roamed over her bra, pinching her nipples. As I tried to slide away the bra strap, she stopped me "Keep it over the bra". I didn't want to push my luck, so continued to fondle her boobs over her bra, feeling her nipples stiffen. Just as I started kissing her neck, she pushed me away again. "Aren't you feeling hot? Or am I just having a hot flush?" "Do you want me to reduce the heater?" "Yeah.. I think that'll help".
I stepped away to reduce the heat, and slipped back into the comforter. She was clearly too hot. "You can have the comforter," she said, pushing it away. Just as I was about to ask if she wanted me to perhaps reduce the temperature further, she said "I think my T-shirt is making it worse," and in one swift motion, pulled it off her body. I gaped at her body like a primate who'd never seen the female form (which was technically true - I'd never been with a naked girl before that). "What? Is something wrong?" she said, looking down on herself.
"No.. just that... you look stunning" I said meekly. She grinned. "Perhaps the bra can come off too," I said slyly. "Yeah, why not!" and she unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. And it was exactly at that point that I started believing in the concept of heaven. Hiding under her baggy top were these perfect breasts: full, firm, with small areolas and tight nipples. I couldn't take my eyes off her and went "Is that a mole on your boob?" touching a black spot above her left nipple. "Oh yeah, there's one more just below my right boob" she said, holding up her boobs and nodding. I was spellbound by her body, and couldn't say much. I pulled her in closer and started kissing her. But this time, I went down to kiss her chin, her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down her shoulders before moving to her cleavage.
I took my time with her nipples - sucking on them alternatively, while I let a hand slide down her body to rub her over her pants. To my surprise, she took my hand and placed it under her pants. When I struggled to move my hand freely, she said, "Oh yeah, these are kinda tight," and proceeded to unbuckle her pants and pull them down. I lost no time in rubbing her over her panties (which were wet). Just as I was about to pull her panty down, she held my hand "I haven't shaved". "I don't care!" I said, and pulled it down.
I was a virgin, but I had spent enough time on the internet to know the female anatomy somewhat well. I ran my fingers over her pussy mound, feeling her stubble and over her wet pussy lips. I first inserted one finger, and then a second, slowly thrusting inside her. Her pussy was so wet that my fingers slid in and out effortlessly. As I fingered her, I switched between kissing and sucking her nipples and kissing her lips and neck, feeling her breathing get heavier. Slightly bending my fingers in her pussy, I tried the "come here" motion to try and hit her gspot. I could tell this affected her as she started to moan and shiver. "Don't.. stop... This feels sooo good" she moaned as I continued to finger her. Shortly, she started shivering uncontrollably, clenching her legs together, squeezing my fingers in her pussy, her body arching backwards..Just as I was about to ask if I could go down on her, she exhaled loudly "I just came... Oohh that was amazing".
She pulled me close and we kissed again, with me grinding on her. The passionate kiss, the grinding, combined with the excitement of making her orgasm got me going, and I came as well. "Uh, give me a second - I need to use the restroom" I said, quickly running to clean myself up.
As I came out, she looked at me curiously "Did you just come from us making out?". "Yeah, I did! That was the hottest thing ever..." I said sheepishly. "That was the best any guy's ever made me feel... Come here," she said, proceeding to hug me and hold my hand. We both cuddled, and she kissed me again, saying, "Thank you for driving this far in this bad weather. You have no idea how happy I am now". "You're welcome," I said, "And... uh..." and stopped. I realized it would be idiotic of me to thank her for making out with me. So I just stuck to "You are beautiful".
This was my first experience making out with a girl, and Mahvish and I ended up doing a lot more over that long weekend!
This incident dates back about fifteen years. I was in my early twenties and had moved abroad for a work assignment. Being completely new to the country, I was working to familiarize myself with the new environment. I had gotten a driver's license, but didn't have any friends in the area with whom I could take a road trip. The non-stop snow and icy conditions didn't help either, as I was mostly locked inside the house.
Additionally, I had gone through a breakup just a month before moving abroad. I had been in a long distance relationship with this girl for a few months, and found out she had cheated on me with her ex. While I was somewhat relieved to find out about this early in the relationship, the entire episode had been a blow to my self confidence.
Some background about me: raised by extremely religious parents, I was taught at a very young age that excelling academically mattered most in life. Being the obedient child I was, I never questioned this, and spent all my life focusing purely on schoolwork, giving little to no attention to girls/dating. As a consequence, I ended up being this lanky, nerdy, twenty-two-year-old virgin who was mostly perceived as Mr. Goody Two Shoes by any girl I met. I had a friendly demeanor and wasn't exactly unattractive or difficult to talk to - I just had zero game and was always bracketed as the "nice guy". Anyway, back to the story.
It was the morning before a long weekend, and I was just about to head to work when my Mom called. "Are you busy?" "Yeah, I am about to head to work now, Mom. Talk later?" "Wait, listen... Mahvish visited us last week. Her mom had told me she was in town, so I invited her over for dinner. And when talking to her, she mentioned she was going to be traveling to the US for a few weeks! In fact, I think she should already be there now." I was drawing a blank "Mahvish? Who is that?". She just went "Oh, you don't remember her? She's my former colleague's daughter.. You've met her when you were younger. I just thought it'll be nice if you could go spend some time with her over the weekend. I am sure she would be happy to see you again. Here is the hotel where she's supposed to be staying at." and my mom passed on a hotel name, a phone number and hung up.
I racked my brain trying to recall who Mahvish was before I finally remembered. I had met her and her brother (who was my age) back when I was 7 or 8. I distinctly remembered her being a little older (maybe 13, or 14), and quite taciturn - especially with us kids. "Maybe she grew a little bit more chatty over the years" I thought to myself as I headed to work. I decided I would call her once I was back home.
Given it was the long weekend, most folks in my team left work early. I did the same, and called Mahvish. We chatted for a while. She sounded very different from how I'd remembered her (which was to be expected I guess). At the end, I casually asked "Hey, are you doing anything this weekend? If you are free, we can catch up". "Oh that would be amazing! But how do you plan to get here? I am sure last minute flights will be expensive". "I think I am just going to drive. You are just about five hours away, and that's not much of a drive to be honest.". "Wait, you are planning to drive in the ice and snow?" "Yeah, I think that's okay, I'll manage. As long as you are comfortable giving me some space to stay the night, I'm good with traveling". She didn't even think twice "Don't worry about staying, man. I got assigned a full suite. There's plenty of space!". And with that, I tossed in a few clothes into my backpack and drove off to meet her.
The roads were slick, and the first hour of my drive was awful to say the least. However, I finally made it to her place in one piece. I made it to her room and knocked - feeling both nervous and excited to meet her after so long.
When the door opened, I was pleasantly surprised. She was nothing like I remembered her! She had big, dark brown eyes with long eyelashes and perfectly trimmed eyebrows, a sharp jawline with full lips, dark wavy hair that fell just below her boobs, and dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. I stood at the door, momentarily mesmerized, when she pulled me into a hug "Ashhh!!! So nice to see you... I can't believe it has been over fifteen years since we met! Man, you are tall". I half crouched to hug her, and was immediately hit with the smell of shea butter and coconut. Was that her shampoo? Maybe the body lotion... I couldn't tell. I just knew she smelled amazing.
I walked in, dropped off my bag and plopped myself on the sofa. She pulled up a chair and sat across from me, stretching her legs onto the sofa. We started talking about our lives, and noted how serendipitous it was that our work trips aligned. "How was your drive? Was it bad?"Well, the first hour wasn't great, but it wasn't too bad after that." "Aww, I can't believe you drove all the way to see me". She then moved to the sofa and gave me another hug. Once again, I was happy to have her sit close to me, and hugged her for a few seconds longer than necessary.
I turned around to face her and we continued chatting. We talked about what we had been up to all these years, where we worked, etc. After a while, we ordered pizza, watched a movie, and then decided to go to bed. "Ash, you are tall - take the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa". "No no, I am good with the sofa." "Oh c'mon now! "Just take the bed," and with that she turned off the main lights, leaving only the nightlamp on as we went to bed. Since the sofa wasn't too far from the bed, we continued our conversation.
At one point, I said "You know, I don't care - we can just share the bed. I tend to roll around a bit, but you can just nudge me and I'll move". "I don't mind at all, but are you sure?"Of course I am sure!". "Just get off that sofa... here," I said, making space for her. She slid next to me under the comforter, turned to face me and we continued chatting.
The conversation pivoted to our personal lives. "So, will your girlfriend be okay if she knew you were staying here?" "Which gf? We broked up just before I traveled here" and I narrated what had happened. "What about you Mahvish?"Well, there was a guy who liked me, but things didn't quite work out" she said. She went on to explain that she was super awkward around guys, and I was the first guy she felt comfortable opening up to. I confessed I was the same way with girls. "Ash, you are such a catch.. I can't believe your gf cheated on you..".I looked at her and went "I mean, someone like you would've been a perfect match for me". Her big eyes widened even more when she heard that. "Really? You think you would like someone like me?"
Perhaps it was the effect of her fragrance. Or maybe it was the cozy warm room with the faint humming of the heater in the background. Or it was the fact that we were snuggled under a single comforter, facing each other, our lips mere inches away. I don't know what made me do it, but everything around me was having a certain effect and I lost all inhibition. I leaned in, and kissed her on the lips just as she was about to say something.
She looked confused for a second, and just as I was about to apologize for my actions, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss.
We kissed passionately, our tongues touching, occasionally sucking on each other's lips. I slid my hands under her top, caressing her back as I hugged her tighter. She wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding over me as we continued to kiss. After several minutes, she pushed me away "We shoudn't.. This isn't okay" she said breathlessly. "Why not? What's wrong?" I asked her. "What if our parents find out?" "Oh, excellent point. "Remind me tomorrow to send a detailed email to my parents about us making out," I joked. She started laughing and we went back to kissing again.
This time, I let my hands roamed over her bra, pinching her nipples. As I tried to slide away the bra strap, she stopped me "Keep it over the bra". I didn't want to push my luck, so continued to fondle her boobs over her bra, feeling her nipples stiffen. Just as I started kissing her neck, she pushed me away again. "Aren't you feeling hot? Or am I just having a hot flush?" "Do you want me to reduce the heater?" "Yeah.. I think that'll help".
I stepped away to reduce the heat, and slipped back into the comforter. She was clearly too hot. "You can have the comforter," she said, pushing it away. Just as I was about to ask if she wanted me to perhaps reduce the temperature further, she said "I think my T-shirt is making it worse," and in one swift motion, pulled it off her body. I gaped at her body like a primate who'd never seen the female form (which was technically true - I'd never been with a naked girl before that). "What? Is something wrong?" she said, looking down on herself.
"No.. just that... you look stunning" I said meekly. She grinned. "Perhaps the bra can come off too," I said slyly. "Yeah, why not!" and she unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. And it was exactly at that point that I started believing in the concept of heaven. Hiding under her baggy top were these perfect breasts: full, firm, with small areolas and tight nipples. I couldn't take my eyes off her and went "Is that a mole on your boob?" touching a black spot above her left nipple. "Oh yeah, there's one more just below my right boob" she said, holding up her boobs and nodding. I was spellbound by her body, and couldn't say much. I pulled her in closer and started kissing her. But this time, I went down to kiss her chin, her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down her shoulders before moving to her cleavage.
I took my time with her nipples - sucking on them alternatively, while I let a hand slide down her body to rub her over her pants. To my surprise, she took my hand and placed it under her pants. When I struggled to move my hand freely, she said, "Oh yeah, these are kinda tight," and proceeded to unbuckle her pants and pull them down. I lost no time in rubbing her over her panties (which were wet). Just as I was about to pull her panty down, she held my hand "I haven't shaved". "I don't care!" I said, and pulled it down.
I was a virgin, but I had spent enough time on the internet to know the female anatomy somewhat well. I ran my fingers over her pussy mound, feeling her stubble and over her wet pussy lips. I first inserted one finger, and then a second, slowly thrusting inside her. Her pussy was so wet that my fingers slid in and out effortlessly. As I fingered her, I switched between kissing and sucking her nipples and kissing her lips and neck, feeling her breathing get heavier. Slightly bending my fingers in her pussy, I tried the "come here" motion to try and hit her gspot. I could tell this affected her as she started to moan and shiver. "Don't.. stop... This feels sooo good" she moaned as I continued to finger her. Shortly, she started shivering uncontrollably, clenching her legs together, squeezing my fingers in her pussy, her body arching backwards..Just as I was about to ask if I could go down on her, she exhaled loudly "I just came... Oohh that was amazing".
She pulled me close and we kissed again, with me grinding on her. The passionate kiss, the grinding, combined with the excitement of making her orgasm got me going, and I came as well. "Uh, give me a second - I need to use the restroom" I said, quickly running to clean myself up.
As I came out, she looked at me curiously "Did you just come from us making out?". "Yeah, I did! That was the hottest thing ever..." I said sheepishly. "That was the best any guy's ever made me feel... Come here," she said, proceeding to hug me and hold my hand. We both cuddled, and she kissed me again, saying, "Thank you for driving this far in this bad weather. You have no idea how happy I am now". "You're welcome," I said, "And... uh..." and stopped. I realized it would be idiotic of me to thank her for making out with me. So I just stuck to "You are beautiful".
This was my first experience making out with a girl, and Mahvish and I ended up doing a lot more over that long weekend!
This incident dates back about fifteen years. I was in my early twenties and had moved abroad for a work assignment. Being completely new to the country, I was working to familiarize myself with the new environment. I had gotten a driver's license, but didn't have any friends in the area with whom I could take a road trip. The non-stop snow and icy conditions didn't help either, as I was mostly locked inside the house.
Additionally, I had gone through a breakup just a month before moving abroad. I had been in a long distance relationship with this girl for a few months, and found out she had cheated on me with her ex. While I was somewhat relieved to find out about this early in the relationship, the entire episode had been a blow to my self confidence.
Some background about me: raised by extremely religious parents, I was taught at a very young age that excelling academically mattered most in life. Being the obedient child I was, I never questioned this, and spent all my life focusing purely on schoolwork, giving little to no attention to girls/dating. As a consequence, I ended up being this lanky, nerdy, twenty-two-year-old virgin who was mostly perceived as Mr. Goody Two Shoes by any girl I met. I had a friendly demeanor and wasn't exactly unattractive or difficult to talk to - I just had zero game and was always bracketed as the "nice guy". Anyway, back to the story.
It was the morning before a long weekend, and I was just about to head to work when my Mom called. "Are you busy?" "Yeah, I am about to head to work now, Mom. Talk later?" "Wait, listen... Mahvish visited us last week. Her mom had told me she was in town, so I invited her over for dinner. And when talking to her, she mentioned she was going to be traveling to the US for a few weeks! In fact, I think she should already be there now." I was drawing a blank "Mahvish? Who is that?". She just went "Oh, you don't remember her? She's my former colleague's daughter.. You've met her when you were younger. I just thought it'll be nice if you could go spend some time with her over the weekend. I am sure she would be happy to see you again. Here is the hotel where she's supposed to be staying at." and my mom passed on a hotel name, a phone number and hung up.
I racked my brain trying to recall who Mahvish was before I finally remembered. I had met her and her brother (who was my age) back when I was 7 or 8. I distinctly remembered her being a little older (maybe 13, or 14), and quite taciturn - especially with us kids. "Maybe she grew a little bit more chatty over the years" I thought to myself as I headed to work. I decided I would call her once I was back home.
Given it was the long weekend, most folks in my team left work early. I did the same, and called Mahvish. We chatted for a while. She sounded very different from how I'd remembered her (which was to be expected I guess). At the end, I casually asked "Hey, are you doing anything this weekend? If you are free, we can catch up". "Oh that would be amazing! But how do you plan to get here? I am sure last minute flights will be expensive". "I think I am just going to drive. You are just about five hours away, and that's not much of a drive to be honest.". "Wait, you are planning to drive in the ice and snow?" "Yeah, I think that's okay, I'll manage. As long as you are comfortable giving me some space to stay the night, I'm good with traveling". She didn't even think twice "Don't worry about staying, man. I got assigned a full suite. There's plenty of space!". And with that, I tossed in a few clothes into my backpack and drove off to meet her.
The roads were slick, and the first hour of my drive was awful to say the least. However, I finally made it to her place in one piece. I made it to her room and knocked - feeling both nervous and excited to meet her after so long.
When the door opened, I was pleasantly surprised. She was nothing like I remembered her! She had big, dark brown eyes with long eyelashes and perfectly trimmed eyebrows, a sharp jawline with full lips, dark wavy hair that fell just below her boobs, and dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. I stood at the door, momentarily mesmerized, when she pulled me into a hug "Ashhh!!! So nice to see you... I can't believe it has been over fifteen years since we met! Man, you are tall". I half crouched to hug her, and was immediately hit with the smell of shea butter and coconut. Was that her shampoo? Maybe the body lotion... I couldn't tell. I just knew she smelled amazing.
I walked in, dropped off my bag and plopped myself on the sofa. She pulled up a chair and sat across from me, stretching her legs onto the sofa. We started talking about our lives, and noted how serendipitous it was that our work trips aligned. "How was your drive? Was it bad?"Well, the first hour wasn't great, but it wasn't too bad after that." "Aww, I can't believe you drove all the way to see me". She then moved to the sofa and gave me another hug. Once again, I was happy to have her sit close to me, and hugged her for a few seconds longer than necessary.
I turned around to face her and we continued chatting. We talked about what we had been up to all these years, where we worked, etc. After a while, we ordered pizza, watched a movie, and then decided to go to bed. "Ash, you are tall - take the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa". "No no, I am good with the sofa." "Oh c'mon now! "Just take the bed," and with that she turned off the main lights, leaving only the nightlamp on as we went to bed. Since the sofa wasn't too far from the bed, we continued our conversation.
At one point, I said "You know, I don't care - we can just share the bed. I tend to roll around a bit, but you can just nudge me and I'll move". "I don't mind at all, but are you sure?"Of course I am sure!". "Just get off that sofa... here," I said, making space for her. She slid next to me under the comforter, turned to face me and we continued chatting.
The conversation pivoted to our personal lives. "So, will your girlfriend be okay if she knew you were staying here?" "Which gf? We broked up just before I traveled here" and I narrated what had happened. "What about you Mahvish?"Well, there was a guy who liked me, but things didn't quite work out" she said. She went on to explain that she was super awkward around guys, and I was the first guy she felt comfortable opening up to. I confessed I was the same way with girls. "Ash, you are such a catch.. I can't believe your gf cheated on you..".I looked at her and went "I mean, someone like you would've been a perfect match for me". Her big eyes widened even more when she heard that. "Really? You think you would like someone like me?"
Perhaps it was the effect of her fragrance. Or maybe it was the cozy warm room with the faint humming of the heater in the background. Or it was the fact that we were snuggled under a single comforter, facing each other, our lips mere inches away. I don't know what made me do it, but everything around me was having a certain effect and I lost all inhibition. I leaned in, and kissed her on the lips just as she was about to say something.
She looked confused for a second, and just as I was about to apologize for my actions, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss.
We kissed passionately, our tongues touching, occasionally sucking on each other's lips. I slid my hands under her top, caressing her back as I hugged her tighter. She wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding over me as we continued to kiss. After several minutes, she pushed me away "We shoudn't.. This isn't okay" she said breathlessly. "Why not? What's wrong?" I asked her. "What if our parents find out?" "Oh, excellent point. "Remind me tomorrow to send a detailed email to my parents about us making out," I joked. She started laughing and we went back to kissing again.
This time, I let my hands roamed over her bra, pinching her nipples. As I tried to slide away the bra strap, she stopped me "Keep it over the bra". I didn't want to push my luck, so continued to fondle her boobs over her bra, feeling her nipples stiffen. Just as I started kissing her neck, she pushed me away again. "Aren't you feeling hot? Or am I just having a hot flush?" "Do you want me to reduce the heater?" "Yeah.. I think that'll help".
I stepped away to reduce the heat, and slipped back into the comforter. She was clearly too hot. "You can have the comforter," she said, pushing it away. Just as I was about to ask if she wanted me to perhaps reduce the temperature further, she said "I think my T-shirt is making it worse," and in one swift motion, pulled it off her body. I gaped at her body like a primate who'd never seen the female form (which was technically true - I'd never been with a naked girl before that). "What? Is something wrong?" she said, looking down on herself.
"No.. just that... you look stunning" I said meekly. She grinned. "Perhaps the bra can come off too," I said slyly. "Yeah, why not!" and she unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. And it was exactly at that point that I started believing in the concept of heaven. Hiding under her baggy top were these perfect breasts: full, firm, with small areolas and tight nipples. I couldn't take my eyes off her and went "Is that a mole on your boob?" touching a black spot above her left nipple. "Oh yeah, there's one more just below my right boob" she said, holding up her boobs and nodding. I was spellbound by her body, and couldn't say much. I pulled her in closer and started kissing her. But this time, I went down to kiss her chin, her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down her shoulders before moving to her cleavage.
I took my time with her nipples - sucking on them alternatively, while I let a hand slide down her body to rub her over her pants. To my surprise, she took my hand and placed it under her pants. When I struggled to move my hand freely, she said, "Oh yeah, these are kinda tight," and proceeded to unbuckle her pants and pull them down. I lost no time in rubbing her over her panties (which were wet). Just as I was about to pull her panty down, she held my hand "I haven't shaved". "I don't care!" I said, and pulled it down.
I was a virgin, but I had spent enough time on the internet to know the female anatomy somewhat well. I ran my fingers over her pussy mound, feeling her stubble and over her wet pussy lips. I first inserted one finger, and then a second, slowly thrusting inside her. Her pussy was so wet that my fingers slid in and out effortlessly. As I fingered her, I switched between kissing and sucking her nipples and kissing her lips and neck, feeling her breathing get heavier. Slightly bending my fingers in her pussy, I tried the "come here" motion to try and hit her gspot. I could tell this affected her as she started to moan and shiver. "Don't.. stop... This feels sooo good" she moaned as I continued to finger her. Shortly, she started shivering uncontrollably, clenching her legs together, squeezing my fingers in her pussy, her body arching backwards..Just as I was about to ask if I could go down on her, she exhaled loudly "I just came... Oohh that was amazing".
She pulled me close and we kissed again, with me grinding on her. The passionate kiss, the grinding, combined with the excitement of making her orgasm got me going, and I came as well. "Uh, give me a second - I need to use the restroom" I said, quickly running to clean myself up.
As I came out, she looked at me curiously "Did you just come from us making out?". "Yeah, I did! That was the hottest thing ever..." I said sheepishly. "That was the best any guy's ever made me feel... Come here," she said, proceeding to hug me and hold my hand. We both cuddled, and she kissed me again, saying, "Thank you for driving this far in this bad weather. You have no idea how happy I am now". "You're welcome," I said, "And... uh..." and stopped. I realized it would be idiotic of me to thank her for making out with me. So I just stuck to "You are beautiful".
This was my first experience making out with a girl, and Mahvish and I ended up doing a lot more over that long weekend!
This incident happened over a decade ago when I (M 38) was 19 years old or so. Yahoo Messenger chat rooms were quite the rage at that point, and I am quite certain that every horny youngster who had access to the internet used it at some point or the other.
Of course, I wasn't any different. Given that we'd recently updated to a broadband internet connection - I decided to make the most of it. I'd join multiple chat rooms and would try connecting with people. On one such occasion, I really hit it off with this more mature Turkish lady (who was just over forty). For the sake of simplicity, I'll call her Asma.
Our chats started off sfw - we were mostly talking about hobbies, interest in movies, what our lives were like, etc. At one point though, I was really curious to know about her and asked her how she'd describe herself. She mentioned she was comfortable sharing a pic, but wanted me to go first. I had zero hesitation, so went ahead and shared a pic of myself - and waited nervously to see if she would reciprocate.
A minute later, she sent multiple kiss emojis, which thrilled me. I saw she'd sent an image as well, and when I opened it, I was blown away! Here was this incredibly beautiful lady who didn't look a day older than 25! Her skin had a warm olive tone and was extremely smooth, except for some wrinkles near her eyes. She had really dark wavy hair, with expressive, almond-shaped eyes that were a shade of deep brown/hazel. Her eyebrows were naturally arched, and gave her a refined, confident look.
I expressed my admiration for Asma and praised her looks. Told her I'd would love to see her on a video chat if she was comfortable. She initially paused for a bit, but mentioned her husband was away for the day and got on a call.
The first thing I noticed was that she looked even prettier on the video call than in the pic. We started talking casually when I mentioned her top looked extremely good on her. She went red and said it was an older top that she was thinking of discarding. When I insisted it looked very good, she asked me if I'd be open to give her feedback on some of her other clothes. The teenage me was more than happy and agreed.
At this point, she went "Okay, we can go off the video call and join again in a few minutes? I'll get changed". I don't know how I got the courage to say what I did, but I went "Well, if you don't mind...we can have the videocall on, and you can change.. You know, I'd love to see more of your beauty that's hidden under those clothes..". Her face went beet red and I almost instantly regretted my words. Just as I was about to open my mouth to apologize and set things right, she went "Okay then.. but only this once!". I could could hardly believe my luck!
She stood up to walk to the cupboard behind her and started pulling out some other clothes. In a minute, she walked back to her computer and started taking to take off her top. I was watching her mesmerized, and was not daring to blink - lest I missed even a little bit of her gorgeous body.
In a few seconds, she was just in her bra and panties - looking breathtakingly beautiful. I kept looking at her, with a big smile on my face and couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She went "I know, I don't look as good as the 20 year olds you see in your college, but I am starting to get old you know...". I was stunned at her words "Asma - what are you even talking about?? You look like a goddess!! I am smiling at how lucky I've gotten today". That immediately cheered her up and she asked "Do you really think I look attractive? My husband has not not even complimented me once in the last several years, and I have lost all confidence in how I look and feel..."
I was shocked, and explained to her that her husband was taking her for granted.. And then, in another daring move, I stood up so that my boxers were in the frame and pointed at the erection I had.. "Think you could have done this to me if you were not attractive?". That made her blush and she hesitantly said "Ummm I love the effect I am having on you.. Maybe, you can show me a bit more?"
Hearing this, I pushed my luck "Of course.. How about this.. we both show each other a bit more...". Hearing this, she immediately unclasped her bra, letting loose her gorgeous boobs.. I couldn't take my eyes off her body and could not believe how good her body looked! I stood up and dropped my boxers. She had her eyes fixed on the screen "Go on then.. What to you want to do? Do it...". At this point, I said "Well, let's do it together Asma.."
She peeled off her panties, and sat spread eagled in front the computer. I could see a slight stubble, but her pussy looked a bright pink, and was glistening with grool.. In a second, she had her fingers over her pussy, rubbing herself while moaning softly. I was already dripping cum, and jerking off furiously at the sight of her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy effortlessly. I started talking and went into great detail on how I would eat her out, finger her, let my dick slide in her while she moaned in the pleasure of feeling it. She reciprocated with how badly she wanted to blow me and have her sweet lips wrap around my dick.
We both went on for a while until she finally started moaning very loudly and came. I was already struggling up not come, but the moment I heard her moaning her louder I came too. We both looked super flustered, and blew kisses to each other before she hurriedly said she had to leave because she heard the doorbell ring. I barely said goodbye before she disconnected.
This was the first mutual masturbation experience I had as a nineteen year old, and she really did set the bar very high!
Note: I had posted this story from an older account of mine that got banned abruptly for no reason.
This incident happened over a decade ago when I (M 38) was 19 years old or so. Yahoo Messenger chat rooms were quite the rage at that point, and I am quite certain that every horny youngster who had access to the internet used it at some point or the other.
Of course, I wasn't any different. Given that we'd recently updated to a broadband internet connection - I decided to make the most of it. I'd join multiple chat rooms and would try connecting with people. On one such occasion, I really hit it off with this more mature Turkish lady (who was just over forty). For the sake of simplicity, I'll call her Asma.
Our chats started off sfw - we were mostly talking about hobbies, interest in movies, what our lives were like, etc. At one point though, I was really curious to know about her and asked her how she'd describe herself. She mentioned she was comfortable sharing a pic, but wanted me to go first. I had zero hesitation, so went ahead and shared a pic of myself - and waited nervously to see if she would reciprocate.
A minute later, she sent multiple kiss emojis, which thrilled me. I saw she'd sent an image as well, and when I opened it, I was blown away! Here was this incredibly beautiful lady who didn't look a day older than 25! Her skin had a warm olive tone and was extremely smooth, except for some wrinkles near her eyes. She had really dark wavy hair, with expressive, almond-shaped eyes that were a shade of deep brown/hazel. Her eyebrows were naturally arched, and gave her a refined, confident look.
I expressed my admiration for Asma and praised her looks. Told her I'd would love to see her on a video chat if she was comfortable. She initially paused for a bit, but mentioned her husband was away for the day and got on a call.
The first thing I noticed was that she looked even prettier on the video call than in the pic. We started talking casually when I mentioned her top looked extremely good on her. She went red and said it was an older top that she was thinking of discarding. When I insisted it looked very good, she asked me if I'd be open to give her feedback on some of her other clothes. The teenage me was more than happy and agreed.
At this point, she went "Okay, we can go off the video call and join again in a few minutes? I'll get changed". I don't know how I got the courage to say what I did, but I went "Well, if you don't mind...we can have the videocall on, and you can change.. You know, I'd love to see more of your beauty that's hidden under those clothes..". Her face went beet red and I almost instantly regretted my words. Just as I was about to open my mouth to apologize and set things right, she went "Okay then.. but only this once!". I could could hardly believe my luck!
She stood up to walk to the cupboard behind her and started pulling out some other clothes. In a minute, she walked back to her computer and started taking to take off her top. I was watching her mesmerized, and was not daring to blink - lest I missed even a little bit of her gorgeous body.
In a few seconds, she was just in her bra and panties - looking breathtakingly beautiful. I kept looking at her, with a big smile on my face and couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She went "I know, I don't look as good as the 20 year olds you see in your college, but I am starting to get old you know...". I was stunned at her words "Asma - what are you even talking about?? You look like a goddess!! I am smiling at how lucky I've gotten today". That immediately cheered her up and she asked "Do you really think I look attractive? My husband has not not even complimented me once in the last several years, and I have lost all confidence in how I look and feel..."
I was shocked, and explained to her that her husband was taking her for granted.. And then, in another daring move, I stood up so that my boxers were in the frame and pointed at the erection I had.. "Think you could have done this to me if you were not attractive?". That made her blush and she hesitantly said "Ummm I love the effect I am having on you.. Maybe, you can show me a bit more?"
Hearing this, I pushed my luck "Of course.. How about this.. we both show each other a bit more...". Hearing this, she immediately unclasped her bra, letting loose her gorgeous boobs.. I couldn't take my eyes off her body and could not believe how good her body looked! I stood up and dropped my boxers. She had her eyes fixed on the screen "Go on then.. What to you want to do? Do it...". At this point, I said "Well, let's do it together Asma.."
She peeled off her panties, and sat spread eagled in front the computer. I could see a slight stubble, but her pussy looked a bright pink, and was glistening with grool.. In a second, she had her fingers over her pussy, rubbing herself while moaning softly. I was already dripping cum, and jerking off furiously at the sight of her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy effortlessly. I started talking and went into great detail on how I would eat her out, finger her, let my dick slide in her while she moaned in the pleasure of feeling it. She reciprocated with how badly she wanted to blow me and have her sweet lips wrap around my dick.
We both went on for a while until she finally started moaning very loudly and came. I was already struggling up not come, but the moment I heard her moaning her louder I came too. We both looked super flustered, and blew kisses to each other before she hurriedly said she had to leave because she heard the doorbell ring. I barely said goodbye before she disconnected.
This was the first mutual masturbation experience I had as a nineteen year old, and she really did set the bar very high!
Note: I had posted this story from an older account of mine that got banned abruptly for no reason.
This incident happened over a decade ago when I (M 38) was 19 years old or so. Yahoo Messenger chat rooms were quite the rage at that point, and I am quite certain that every horny youngster who had access to the internet used it at some point or the other.
Of course, I wasn't any different. Given that we'd recently updated to a broadband internet connection - I decided to make the most of it. I'd join multiple chat rooms and would try connecting with people. On one such occasion, I really hit it off with this more mature Turkish lady (who was just over forty). For the sake of simplicity, I'll call her Asma.
Our chats started off sfw - we were mostly talking about hobbies, interest in movies, what our lives were like, etc. At one point though, I was really curious to know about her and asked her how she'd describe herself. She mentioned she was comfortable sharing a pic, but wanted me to go first. I had zero hesitation, so went ahead and shared a pic of myself - and waited nervously to see if she would reciprocate.
A minute later, she sent multiple kiss emojis, which thrilled me. I saw she'd sent an image as well, and when I opened it, I was blown away! Here was this incredibly beautiful lady who didn't look a day older than 25! Her skin had a warm olive tone and was extremely smooth, except for some wrinkles near her eyes. She had really dark wavy hair, with expressive, almond-shaped eyes that were a shade of deep brown/hazel. Her eyebrows were naturally arched, and gave her a refined, confident look.
I expressed my admiration for Asma and praised her looks. Told her I'd would love to see her on a video chat if she was comfortable. She initially paused for a bit, but mentioned her husband was away for the day and got on a call.
The first thing I noticed was that she looked even prettier on the video call than in the pic. We started talking casually when I mentioned her top looked extremely good on her. She went red and said it was an older top that she was thinking of discarding. When I insisted it looked very good, she asked me if I'd be open to give her feedback on some of her other clothes. The teenage me was more than happy and agreed.
At this point, she went "Okay, we can go off the video call and join again in a few minutes? I'll get changed". I don't know how I got the courage to say what I did, but I went "Well, if you don't mind...we can have the videocall on, and you can change.. You know, I'd love to see more of your beauty that's hidden under those clothes..". Her face went beet red and I almost instantly regretted my words. Just as I was about to open my mouth to apologize and set things right, she went "Okay then.. but only this once!". I could could hardly believe my luck!
She stood up to walk to the cupboard behind her and started pulling out some other clothes. In a minute, she walked back to her computer and started taking to take off her top. I was watching her mesmerized, and was not daring to blink - lest I missed even a little bit of her gorgeous body.
In a few seconds, she was just in her bra and panties - looking breathtakingly beautiful. I kept looking at her, with a big smile on my face and couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She went "I know, I don't look as good as the 20 year olds you see in your college, but I am starting to get old you know...". I was stunned at her words "Asma - what are you even talking about?? You look like a goddess!! I am smiling at how lucky I've gotten today". That immediately cheered her up and she asked "Do you really think I look attractive? My husband has not not even complimented me once in the last several years, and I have lost all confidence in how I look and feel..."
I was shocked, and explained to her that her husband was taking her for granted.. And then, in another daring move, I stood up so that my boxers were in the frame and pointed at the erection I had.. "Think you could have done this to me if you were not attractive?". That made her blush and she hesitantly said "Ummm I love the effect I am having on you.. Maybe, you can show me a bit more?"
Hearing this, I pushed my luck "Of course.. How about this.. we both show each other a bit more...". Hearing this, she immediately unclasped her bra, letting loose her gorgeous boobs.. I couldn't take my eyes off her body and could not believe how good her body looked! I stood up and dropped my boxers. She had her eyes fixed on the screen "Go on then.. What to you want to do? Do it...". At this point, I said "Well, let's do it together Asma.."
She peeled off her panties, and sat spread eagled in front the computer. I could see a slight stubble, but her pussy looked a bright pink, and was glistening with grool.. In a second, she had her fingers over her pussy, rubbing herself while moaning softly. I was already dripping cum, and jerking off furiously at the sight of her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy effortlessly. I started talking and went into great detail on how I would eat her out, finger her, let my dick slide in her while she moaned in the pleasure of feeling it. She reciprocated with how badly she wanted to blow me and have her sweet lips wrap around my dick.
We both went on for a while until she finally started moaning very loudly and came. I was already struggling up not come, but the moment I heard her moaning her louder I came too. We both looked super flustered, and blew kisses to each other before she hurriedly said she had to leave because she heard the doorbell ring. I barely said goodbye before she disconnected.
This was the first mutual masturbation experience I had as a nineteen year old, and she really did set the bar very high!
Note: I had posted this story from an older account of mine that got banned abruptly for no reason.
This incident happened over a decade ago when I (M 38) was 19 years old or so. Yahoo Messenger chat rooms were quite the rage at that point, and I am quite certain that every horny youngster who had access to the internet used it at some point or the other.
Of course, I wasn't any different. Given that we'd recently updated to a broadband internet connection - I decided to make the most of it. I'd join multiple chat rooms and would try connecting with people. On one such occasion, I really hit it off with this more mature Turkish lady (who was just over forty). For the sake of simplicity, I'll call her Asma.
Our chats started off sfw - we were mostly talking about hobbies, interest in movies, what our lives were like, etc. At one point though, I was really curious to know about her and asked her how she'd describe herself. She mentioned she was comfortable sharing a pic, but wanted me to go first. I had zero hesitation, so went ahead and shared a pic of myself - and waited nervously to see if she would reciprocate.
A minute later, she sent multiple kiss emojis, which thrilled me. I saw she'd sent an image as well, and when I opened it, I was blown away! Here was this incredibly beautiful lady who didn't look a day older than 25! Her skin had a warm olive tone and was extremely smooth, except for some wrinkles near her eyes. She had really dark wavy hair, with expressive, almond-shaped eyes that were a shade of deep brown/hazel. Her eyebrows were naturally arched, and gave her a refined, confident look.
I expressed my admiration for Asma and praised her looks. Told her I'd would love to see her on a video chat if she was comfortable. She initially paused for a bit, but mentioned her husband was away for the day and got on a call.
The first thing I noticed was that she looked even prettier on the video call than in the pic. We started talking casually when I mentioned her top looked extremely good on her. She went red and said it was an older top that she was thinking of discarding. When I insisted it looked very good, she asked me if I'd be open to give her feedback on some of her other clothes. The teenage me was more than happy and agreed.
At this point, she went "Okay, we can go off the video call and join again in a few minutes? I'll get changed". I don't know how I got the courage to say what I did, but I went "Well, if you don't mind...we can have the videocall on, and you can change.. You know, I'd love to see more of your beauty that's hidden under those clothes..". Her face went beet red and I almost instantly regretted my words. Just as I was about to open my mouth to apologize and set things right, she went "Okay then.. but only this once!". I could could hardly believe my luck!
She stood up to walk to the cupboard behind her and started pulling out some other clothes. In a minute, she walked back to her computer and started taking to take off her top. I was watching her mesmerized, and was not daring to blink - lest I missed even a little bit of her gorgeous body.
In a few seconds, she was just in her bra and panties - looking breathtakingly beautiful. I kept looking at her, with a big smile on my face and couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. She went "I know, I don't look as good as the 20 year olds you see in your college, but I am starting to get old you know...". I was stunned at her words "Asma - what are you even talking about?? You look like a goddess!! I am smiling at how lucky I've gotten today". That immediately cheered her up and she asked "Do you really think I look attractive? My husband has not not even complimented me once in the last several years, and I have lost all confidence in how I look and feel..."
I was shocked, and explained to her that her husband was taking her for granted.. And then, in another daring move, I stood up so that my boxers were in the frame and pointed at the erection I had.. "Think you could have done this to me if you were not attractive?". That made her blush and she hesitantly said "Ummm I love the effect I am having on you.. Maybe, you can show me a bit more?"
Hearing this, I pushed my luck "Of course.. How about this.. we both show each other a bit more...". Hearing this, she immediately unclasped her bra, letting loose her gorgeous boobs.. I couldn't take my eyes off her body and could not believe how good her body looked! I stood up and dropped my boxers. She had her eyes fixed on the screen "Go on then.. What to you want to do? Do it...". At this point, I said "Well, let's do it together Asma.."
She peeled off her panties, and sat spread eagled in front the computer. I could see a slight stubble, but her pussy looked a bright pink, and was glistening with grool.. In a second, she had her fingers over her pussy, rubbing herself while moaning softly. I was already dripping cum, and jerking off furiously at the sight of her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy effortlessly. I started talking and went into great detail on how I would eat her out, finger her, let my dick slide in her while she moaned in the pleasure of feeling it. She reciprocated with how badly she wanted to blow me and have her sweet lips wrap around my dick.
We both went on for a while until she finally started moaning very loudly and came. I was already struggling up not come, but the moment I heard her moaning her louder I came too. We both looked super flustered, and blew kisses to each other before she hurriedly said she had to leave because she heard the doorbell ring. I barely said goodbye before she disconnected.
This was the first mutual masturbation experience I had as a nineteen year old, and she really did set the bar very high!
Note: I had posted this story from an older account of mine that got banned by Reddit abruptly.