Read in Sexy Blowjob Stories I stayed in a hotel but I had never had a dick sucked. I called the call girl for blowjob.
In the first part of my story “
Friendship with sister-in-law I met at the airport”,
you read that during the flight from Delhi to Guwahati, I met a sister-in-law at the airport. I helped her as she was traveling by air for the first time.
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Seeing Manjula’s youth, a strong desire to fuck her arose in my mind and I wanted to dip my cock once or twice in this beautiful woman’s thirsty pussy.
After breakfast, he threw the empty wrapping paper into the trashcan next to him.
Then I drank water from the bottle and Manjula also took a few sips from the same bottle.
The flight was announced on time.
After checking our boarding passes, we began our descent to the ground where the plane was parked.
Everyone knows the thrill of entering an airplane for the first time and Manjula must have felt the same.
Our seats were at the back of the plane.
I asked Manjula to sit near the window so that she could have a clear view of the outside.
I lifted Shivansh in my lap.
The plane took off right on time and within minutes we were high in the air.
Manjula used to be as happy as a child seeing the scenes outside; Sometimes she admired the clouds flying nearby, and sometimes she looked at the toy-like complexes on the ground.
“Yes sir, this Shivansh has been in your lap for two hours without crying. But as soon as he comes near strangers, he starts crying loudly,” she said.
“What should I say now? Only you can understand this. After all, he is your son!” I said.
“Hmm, okay sir, you know everything about me, but you didn’t tell anything about yourself?” He asked.
“Hey, when did you ask? Let’s ask, what do you want to know?”
“You can say whatever you want!”
“My name is Priyam, I am an accountant and work for Seth ji. I have my mother, father, wife, brother and sister-in-law at home and a three-year-old daughter, her name is Lori!” ,
“What kind of accountant? But no accountant flies like this wearing a suit and tie and carrying an iPhone worth hundreds of thousands of rupees in his hand, leave it to me, you are just fooling me!” He said as he started looking. Looking outwards.
“Hey, the job of an accountant is to keep records of Seth ji’s money and manage it properly, right? That’s what I do at the bank,” I explained to him.
“Well…suppose you are the manager of a bank.” She chirped a bit.
“Okay, you take it as you wish, but I also did not lie to you!”
“So are you going to Guwahati to do some government work?” ”
Yes, there is a meeting related to banking which I have to attend. I’ll have to come back after two or three stops!”
“So are you going to stay in a hotel?” “
Yes, I have booked a hotel online.” ”
Where will you stay?” I asked this question.
“My friend had also booked some hotels for me. His address and other information is in my phone. It’s a strange city, strange people… I’m feeling very nervous, sir. Where will the hotel be and what will it look like?” He said half-heartedly.
“Let’s see. Don’t worry. I’ll go with you to the hotel and then take you to your room,” I told her.
“Sir, thank you very much. I had left my house in the name of Mother Goddess saying that now you will take care of everything and it is by her grace that I found you,” she said in an emotional voice.
Two hours passed while talking like this, without even realizing it.
I sat near Manjula very carefully so that she did not feel any discomfort from my touch.
Girls are very sensitive about these things, they may not say anything verbally, but they can immediately sense your intentions from the way you sit and the way you touch.
I once read in a sex story that some unknown girl sat next to me in a bus or train and then this happened and then this happened and so on and the matter progressed to sucking and fucking.
Now only the writer of the stories knows how much truth is there in the stories, but no such reaction came from my side or his side.
Our flight reached Guwahati at 5:15 pm. After coming out, we collected our luggage from the belt and took a taxi to our hotel in Manjula.
I asked Manjula to check in. And went to take her back to her room.
His room was nice.
Then I arranged dinner for her at the same restaurant so that the food could be served in her room.
Manjula also looked happy with the arrangements.
When I came back, I kissed Shivansh and started coming back.
“Sir, wait a minute, give me your phone number and then go; If you need anything, I won’t bother you again!” Manjula said.
We saved each other’s phone numbers and I said goodnight to her and came back.
After taking Manjula to the hotel, I was worried that she might ask me to stay in a room in the same hotel.
Because my original plan was something else.
When I came to know that I had to go to Guwahati for a conference, I decided to fulfill one of my imaginations, a desire or rather a wish. I want a girl to suck my dick.
Many people laugh when they hear me say how big a deal this is in this day and age.
But for me the pleasure of getting a penis sucked is still a dream.
The reason for this is that my wife does not suck cock and no outsider comes into my life.
I have seen in porn movies how girls suck cocks with great enthusiasm and put the semen released from the cock on their mouth and face, talking with satisfaction.
Here I kept reading about Anta Vasna’s story of taking my penis in her mouth etc.
To fulfill this desire, I booked an escort online to give me a blowjob so that I could enjoy real cock sucking for once in my life.
So after taking Manjula to her hotel, I reached the hotel around seven o’clock. After checking in, I took a relaxing shower. By the time I got ready, it was almost eight o’clock.
The escort girl should arrive at 8:30.
I called room service and ordered two sodas and a bag of toasted pistachios.
After some time the waiter delivered my order.
I took out the whiskey bottle from my bag and grabbed a big-sized Patiala nail.
Then he started drinking alcohol slowly, switched on the TV and started searching for Hindi news channels.
“Hindi News” said that since the main languages in Guwahati are Bengali and Assamese, the hotel TV also broadcasts programs in these languages.
Then I switched off the TV and started watching news on my phone.
There was a knock at the door at quarter to nine and I realized it would be the escort.
When the door opened, a thirty-two year old guard wearing heavy make-up was standing in front of it.
“Good evening, sir. I am your escort Dolly. Sir, would you like to order me a blowjob?” He said chirping as he extended his hand.
“That’s right madam, please come in!” I shook hands with him to welcome him.
I will write very briefly about this episode.
Soon we both were naked. I sat on the sofa with my legs spread and she sat on the carpet and started sucking my penis in her expert style.
Her big breasts were dancing proudly and her shaved black pussy was clearly visible.
Don’t know how many people have fucked these escorts, so their pussy becomes a big hole in the lofty door.
Be it a girl or a woman, she was an expert in sucking cock and she gave me a blowjob with so much passion and love that I closed my eyes with immense pleasure and I started feeling as if Manjula herself was sucking my cock.
Then I opened my eyes, took a sip of whiskey and started imagining Manjula.
After ten-twelve minutes of sucking, I was about to cum, so I took my penis out of Dolly’s mouth and poured all my semen into her open mouth while masturbating.
Some went into his mouth, some into his hair, some onto his face and chest, he swallowed and cleaned up the rest.
My wish was fulfilled and I enjoyed getting my penis sucked.
“Okay dear, thanks for a good job. You can go now!” I said while standing up.
“Sir, don’t you want to fuck me?”
“No…no baby, that’s enough. See you some other time.” I said avoiding him.
“Sir, please fuck me. I will give you the best… By the way, my reward is five thousand, you can give whatever you want… But please don’t let me down,” she said.
“Hey baby, I told you I’d see you again,” I said dryly.
“Or sir, if you want, I will call you a primary school student… you will remember that for the rest of your life.” He said with a little insistence.
“Hey, you said never again… now you can go…” I said a little scolding.
I had no interest in fucking Dolly. My goal was accomplished and I signaled him to leave.
Sadly, she wore her clothes and got ready to leave.
“Can you give me a nail sir?” He said pointing towards the whiskey bottle.
When I nodded in agreement, she poured a large portion into a glass, mixed it with soda water and drank it in just two gulps.
Then she took a handful of pistachios, thanked me and left.
Next morning I woke up early, took bath and got ready quickly. It’s eight o’clock and I have to look at some data from the meeting.
I sat down with my laptop open and was about to call room service to order breakfast when my phone rang and it was Manjula.
“Good morning sir. “Are you done sleeping?” She said chirping.
“Yes, good morning, sir. I am also ready. “Get ready for the meeting. ” I had said.
“Sir, there is a problem here, everyone speaks Bengali and I am facing a big problem. How do I reach the office and talk to the taxi driver. Please take me with you!” She spoke in a somewhat uneasy tone…
“Hey Manjula ji, everyone here understands and speaks Hindi. Now you have to live in this city as an army officer and learn the language here.”
“Yes, it is good. I will learn everything slowly. Today is the first day and I am a little nervous. Please tease me more!” He said in a very sweet voice.
“Okay, I’ll be here in a minute!” I said after thinking for some time.
“Sir, there is one more thing!” She spoke again.
“Yes, tell me?”
“You just have breakfast with me. Then let us go together.”
“Okay, I will come immediately.”
“thank you sir!” He said, and the line was disconnected.
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