1. Story 1


    Date: 11/3/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: RoyalGirl_India4USA, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I have an active mind and it often drifts off into sexual fantasy, conjuring up all sorts of erotic images that make my nipples tingle. Just last night I was laying in bed buzzing my clit with a vibrator when I was taken back to the previous weekend and a dinner date I had at the Royal Anarkali, a great Indian restaurant down the street. The guy’s name was Sujay and I had met him a week earlier while I was doing some shopping at the mall for a few new outfits. He was so confident and smooth in his flirting that I just couldn’t turn him down when he asked me out for dinner. Of course, it didn’t hurt that he was incredibly handsome and well built. We had set a date for Friday night at 8:00 pm and he arrived promptly, ringing my doorbell at 7:59. I let him in and we shared a glass of wine and chatted a bit before heading off to the restaurant. It’s quite close to my apartment so we simply walked down the street chatting, laughing and casually touching each other. The night had barely begun and I was already turned on. My pert nipples were poking out through the thin material of my dress, which was a slinky red halter dress that ended just above the knee. I was also wearing red high heels, elaborate golden earrings, and a bejeweled red bindi. We arrived at the restaurant and were seated at a secluded table in the back. We shared two lovely meals, some fine drink, and even better conversation. I could tell that we also shared a connection, sexual in nature. We hadn’t even ...
    breached that topic of conversation but the sparks were definitely flying. At some point during the meal I slipped off my heels and began to rub his legs with my feet. Our table was well hidden from the rest of restaurant so my behavior was emboldened. I ran my foot all the way up his leg and found his thick package. Apparently he was feeling some of the sexual spark too because his cock was nearing full hardness. With a little bit of pushing and prodding from my skilled feet he was soon shifting in his chair, trying to re-arrange his dick so it would rest more comfortably in his pants. At some point the conversation totally dried up as he could no longer focus on anything but his genitals being stimulated. I was using my foot like a pro, working it up and down the length of his cock before rubbing his balls gently and repeating the whole process over again. When it seemed like he was about to explode Sujay leaned over and whispered to me “If you keep that up I’m going to cum in my pants.” In response I drove my foot harder into his crotch, but that only elicited a groan and a roll of the eyes into the back of his head. By this time my pussy was dripping wet; I was just as turned on him, if not more. It was time to take action. “Why don’t you go into the bathroom and wait for more. Lock the door and wait for me to come over. I’ll knock three times so you know it’s me.” Obviously eager, he practically jumped out of his seat at this suggestion and ran over to the bathroom. He waited ...
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