Indian Take-Away©
It
was only after an old girlfriend had forced Jason into eating curry
that he realized how good the stuff was. Since then, Justin went to
an Indian restaurant once a week. When he was transferred to
Montreal Canada a year ago, it took him about six months to find a
curry restaurant that he liked. It turned out to be a few miles from
his new home but he often stopped by after work since it was on his
way home. Usually he simply picked it up and took it home to eat.
Last week Justin went into the restaurant and the beauty of the
waitress that wrote his order astounded him.
She was a slender girl in her mid twenties. Jason figured she might
be related to the owner since she was definitely a Hindu. She had
the beautiful dark bronze skin of an Indian and those smooth and
clearly defined facial features that seemed to make them
unapproachable. In fact, Justin had always thought that Indian women
could not be approached sexually because of their religious beliefs.
He was about to find that could not be further from the truth. While
he waited for his dinner in a bag, Jason struck up a conversation
with her and found that Chandopra was educated in England and was
here helping her family out for a couple of days before she headed
back to New York. Jason knew he did not have very long, then, to see
if he could take this beauty out, so he sucked up his courage and
asked her if she would like to go out the following evening since it
was Friday and he wouldn’t have to work the next day. To his
surprise, she agreed.
They set some plans and it was decided that Chandopra would drop by
his house on the outskirts of the city and they would head out to
Old Quebec City for the evening. The next day at work, Jason’s head
was swimming with a very active imagination. He daydreamed of taking
her sari off and fucking her ass off and maybe even, her sucking his
hard cock. Over lunch, he was sitting in his office and got an
amazing hard on when he imagined himself tit fucking those firm
round globes that were so perfectly mounted on her chest.
On
his way home from work, a truck ran into the back of his car
delaying him by about an hour and a half. Although he was not hurt,
he was definitely pissed off. He got home just before Chandopra was
to arrive and needed to shower quickly. The doorbell rang as he was
just turning on the water. Opening the door, Chandopra stood before
him dressed in jeans and a white silk blouse and looked more
enticing than she did the previous day. He explained what had
happened and assured her that he did not intend to break a date with
an Indian goddess. She laughed as Jason went into the bathroom to
have a shower.
Jason was finishing shaving when there was a soft knock on the
bathroom door. “Need something?” he queried.
“I
have need of your bathroom facilities,” came a soft sensual
response.
Jason picked up his towel to cover his cock and opened the door.
“Come in, I will leave you some privacy.” Jason said as he secretly
wished he could stay and watch her pull those jeans off that
luscious round ass.
“You don’t need to leave, I only have to wee.” Came the reply from
Chandopra.
Jason could not believe his luck. He sat on the side of the tub as
she seductively wiggled out of her jeans. Those white silk bikini
undies really set off the darkness of her soft skin.
“Would you like to pull my undies down?” she said smiling. Jason put
his thumbs under the waistband and slowly slid them over her bottom
and down her legs. As she sat down, Jason could not help admire the
shape of her thighs but more so the perfectly trimmed mound of
jet-black hair framing her pussy.
Chandopra let go her stream of pee into the toilet and with a
devilish grin on her face, pulled away the towel resting over Jason
groin.
“Oh, you are well-endowed aren’t you,” she exclaimed as Jason’s semi
hard cock immediately stood straight up. She rested her hand on his
thigh and began to move it slowly up to his erect shaft. While she
engulfed his prick with her tiny hand, Jason began to unbutton her
blouse. He had to stop her jacking him off while he took it off her.
God, her tits overflowed that white silk bra and he could not wait
to get his lips on those nipples. He undid the front closure and
those 34C titties were his. She had the best nipples. They were
thick and strong and sat in the middle of chocolate brown areolas
that were so puffy and suckable.
“I
think we are not going out tonight,” Jason said as he grabbed a bit
of toilet paper and wiped her pussy dry of pee. Jason then lofted
her off the toilet and took her into the bedroom where he finished
undressing her. When he got her on the bed, Jason explored every
inch of this bronze body. He sucked on her tits and licked her
nipples; he went down on her, feasted on her incredibly long clit,
and sucked her pussy until she came in waves of thunderous orgasms.
When she had finished, Chandopra straddled Jason’s hard cock and
rode him like a horse. The muscle control in her pussy was
incredible as she undulated his cock. It took him only a couple of
minutes to cum but when he did, Chandopra took all his spunk into
her Indian twat and then gripped it hard so it stayed inside of her.
Jason felt spent and was not sure he could do it again. As he lay
there, Chandopra explained that she was a student of the Kama Sutra
and she would give him pleasure all night. She was true to her word
because every fucking page in that book she applied to their little
orgy that night and Chandopra was brilliant. When they awoke late in
the morning, they had a shower and took their hot sex to every room
in his house. Jason was in his glory and fucked this Indian sex
goddess in every hole she had often covering her face and tits with
his thick hot cream that somehow Chandopra was able to get more of.
Chandopra was leaving the following day for New York and Jason
needed to be with her more. To suck those tits and fuck that tight
little asshole was exhilarating. She left around noon and said
goodbye, since her plans were to be with her family that night and
they would see her off at the airport. Jason arranged to meet her in
New York the following month. Sadly, he said goodbye for now.
Jason moped about the house for the balance of that Saturday and
Sunday as well. He relived the passion that the two had shared in
his mind, occasionally jacking off in memory of the Indian goddess.
Late Sunday afternoon, Jason decided to call for a delivery of
curry. He called Chandopra's family restaurant and placed his order.
An hour later, the doorbell rang and Jason opened it expecting one
of the sons. Instead and to his amazement, it was Chandopra! She
explained she delayed her flight until Monday afternoon and if he
were not busy, she would share his dinner. That night's hot sex was
incredible as he ate his curried beef off Chandopra's gorgeous body
then enjoyed a sensuous and sex filled shower with her. They fucked
until dawn when he called his office and booked off for the day to
take her to the airport. They made love one last time later in the
morning when Chandopra shared the most incredible secret of the
Kama Sutra.
Jason went to New York a few weeks later and within seconds of his
arrival had this goddess of
India Exposed
once again!
Authored by: D.C.S. O'Malley© |
