After writing my first story I got contacted by a couple of wonderful ladies. They wanted to know more about me and some wanted more from me. I have been living in Bangalore and I know its not safe for girls to meet men of the internet. So I devised a plan to make them feel safe and meet them.

I will talk about one such incident. I was contacted by Neha. She is in her final year and preparing for some competitive exams in Bangalore. She had gone through a bad breakup recently. We exchanged a few emails and got to know what we wanted from each other.

I could clearly see that she wanted to meet me. But was not feeling comfortable, and she has all her reasons. To solve this problem I thought of a solution. We were not comfortable exchanging contact numbers. So the email was the primary means of contact. I asked her to meet me in a public place.

We decided to meet at Starbucks at a pre-decided time. We did this the old fashioned way. I told her that I will be wearing a blue shirt. I knew she will be wearing a green salwar suit. Things went pretty smoothly. We met and talked for a bit. Since we were over the first barrier we were more comfortable with each other.

Neha turned out to be a well educated and smart girl who happened to be going through tough times. She told me about her break-up and she was clear about what she wanted from me. It was supposed to be a meaningless encounter, no string attached, one time sex.

Since we wanted to be discreet neither of us disclosed any personal information, We decided to book an Oyo and spend a night together. We finished our coffee and headed to a nearby Oyo. Once we got our rooms we ordered some food and sat down on the bed talking.

She was telling me about her long-standing relationship and how the guy cheated on her. I wondered the guy must be out of his mind. Here was Neha, a 20-year-old beauty. Long black hair, sharp pointy face, sweet voice, educated, smart, 5’ 6’’, 34-28-34 (my best guess).

As she was talking I was thinking of all this. Suddenly she stops and there is an awkward silence in the room. I look in her eyes, she moves forward and I plant a soft kiss on her lips. She responds positively. We go for another one and soon we are smooching each other. She was a very good kisser.

It was one of the best French I have ever experienced. We move closer and start hugging. I start kissing her cheek and move down to her neck. I hug her tightly while I slowly move my hands down to her firm and luscious butt. Suddenly she breaks off the kiss and shouts, “I want to do it,” with an angry face.

She pushes me on the bed, gets on me and starts undoing my shirt. I am enjoying the show, getting a clear view of her milky white cleavage. All that is going through my mind is, “I must have done a lot of good things to see this day.” She unbuttons my shirt and kisses my chest, moving down.

She unlocks my buckle, unbuttons my jeans and looks up at me. I was dazed, my brain trying to process all the sensations firing around in my body. I take a few seconds to realize that she is staring at me. I lift my ass for her to pull down my jeans. She goes all the way down, removes my jeans and my underwear

She comes back up to my penis. She looks up, “I hope you don’t mind.” I nod my head and she takes it in her mouth. She does a few strokes. I am as hard as I can get. She gets up and lies next to me on the bed. I get my hint to start working.

“Please don’t think of me as a slut. I don’t normally do this.” I just said three things, “Meaningless, no strings attached and one time.” This made her comfortable and I continued pulling down her salwar. She was wearing a light green colored panty with small red flowers on them. It was drenched.

I wasted no time and raised her legs above my shoulder. I positioned myself between her legs and put on protection. I slowly entered her, while watching her enjoy every second of it. I gradually increased my pace. The room was warm and filled with light moaning sounds.

We both were wet with sweat and other bodily fluids. I soon was shooting and I fell on her. We hugged each other and passed out naked. I woke up after a few minutes. My phone was vibrating, the food was here. We got dressed and received the food. There was more or less silence between us.

We played some music on the TV while eating. After food, we decided to put on some movie that was playing on Star World and got back in bed. “You have done enough, now let me take care of you.” I start kissing her neck and caressing her boobs.

I pull her kameez over her head and get on top of her maintaining as much skin contact as possible. I slowly graze my hands down her stomach and pull her salwar down. I graze my fingers gently from her toe, slowly moving upwards across her inner thigh.

She spreads her legs and throws her head back, biting her lips. I gently place a kiss on her mount, while my hands delicately massage her inner thigh. I kiss all around her pussy not touching it once. Her moaning sounds fill the room and she starts dripping.

I lick the fluid dripping from the thigh still not touching her pussy. I stop all contact and wait for her to respond. As she tries to get up to say something, I barge my tongue right in her pussy. I am flicking it vigorously while gently massaging her clit, with my thumb.

She holds down my head, pushing me into her, lifts her waist up and starts vibrating. I can feel the gush of fluid spraying into my mouth and flowing across my cheeks. She falls back to the bed, and let’s go of me. I crawl up and she pulls me in for a kiss.

She tells me that she has never been this dirty with her boyfriend. I am ready and hard for the next round. She pulls me in for a kiss. My dick gets in between her legs and brushes against her sensitive and moist pussy. She rolls over and gets on top of me.

She holds my dick and gradually lowers herself on me. She is looking at me while doing this. It’s time for me to throw my head back as she starts gyrating. She does this for some time, gets tired and falls on me. I hold her, roll over, put both her legs on one side and enter her from behind, spooning her.

I increase the speed and start ramming into her and cum in no time. I pull over the blanket as my limp dick falls out of her vagina. She sleeps without saying a word and with me spooning her. I wake up as she is getting out of bed and starts dressing. Sunlight is coming in from behind her.

I can see her silhouette with a silver lining, highlighting her figure. I watch her get dressed as she smiles at me. She comes in, kisses me on the cheek and leaves saying we should do it again. I didn’t meet her ever again.

I didn’t mail her as my policy was that this is a one-time thing, neither did she. Let me know how you liked it. You can reach me on [email protected]