Zalak asked me for a wild Mumbai ride

Hey lovely readers, my name is Adrian, and I am 29. I am from Mumbai, and I am into photography.

I have been busy with my photography assignments, so I could not update any stories after ‘Arya’s Secret Wild Side.’ But let me highlight the recent encounter I came across with this beautiful girl Zalak Gupta (name changed )

Let me give you a small gist of how I met Zalak and how the connection brought some steamy flirting.

I keep posting my photography work on my Instagram page. There are times when even unknown people check my work. It is a usual thing for freelancers. I came across this girl’s profile several times, who checked my stories, and I felt like texting.

Anyway, I had some free time, so I thought of trying. Usually, Indian chicks have their dm loaded with creepy people. So I was least hopeful. But that night, I was in luck. Zalak immediately checked her dm, and she also might be looking for some entertainment.

So she replied, and our chat hit it off well. Also, she was from Delhi, so we were finding it difficult to have an encounter. So mostly, we had our flirtatious moves virtually.

Let me describe Zalak. She has a very attractive personality. I wouldn’t say she is a typical hotshot bomb with perfect shape and size. The magnetic thing about Zalak is her sweet tone and caring nature, which she would show everyone.

She is a Libra. So it’s not easy to know her. But the hidden adventure among the Librans is they always have surprises. They will be least judgmental once they trust you. And that happened between her and me. Due to this, the healthy flirting converted into a nasty one.

She used to like it when I complimented her angelic eyes. It sometimes gave a sensual look if she wore glasses. Her lips were one of her assets. She knew how to gloss them with red and nude shades. She was a workout person, so she ensured she didn’t have her tummy look bloated.

However, one thing that beats everything in her is her perfectly 34-size voluptuous bust. I realized this when she sent me a teasing picture of her wearing a navy blue bra. That’s the Libra factor that mind-boggled me when she did it in the middle of our chat.

Taking the story 3 years forward. Recently in August, she came to Mumbai just for a day. Randomly she called me to meet up, which I was not expecting. She mentioned that she has many other close friends here. I was busy with my photography assignment. I could not receive her call. So she dropped a text:

Zalak ( Z )– Hey Adri , busy? Tried calling you

Adrian ( A ) – Hi Zalak, sorry in the middle of a shoot. How are you?

Z- I am doing good. Sorry to disturb you. I am in Mumbai, so I thought of catching up.

A – Wow! That’s amazing to know. Suddenly Mumbai? Missed me so much? Lol.

Z – Missing you? In your dreams, Romeo. Anyway, I came here for an interview. That got done, and tomorrow I am leaving. So I thought of asking you.

A – Well, I would love to. It’s just that I will be getting free only from 10. I hope you are okay with that.

Z – As if I have a deadline! Works for me. Anyway, you must show me the city as I have just one night in my hand.

For a second, I thought of sending an appetitive reply when she mentioned ‘one night.’ But I kept calm

A – Don’t worry, I will be your tour guide. Make sure you don’t have dinner. One of the wonders about Mumbai is that it never sleeps, and street food items are always available.

Z – Is it? Looking forward to it. See you at night

A – Sure, text me your hotel address I will pick you up at 10.30

I went to pick her up. She was staying at Dadar in a 4-star hotel. This was the first time we were meeting for real. Neither of us had any wild intentions. Even though virtual comfort is flirty, sometimes, practically, the hesitation stays.

We greeted each other with a side hug which didn’t seem awkward. We had been talking for a couple of years. In a few minutes, we started talking as if we were long-lost friends. But somewhere, that attractive spark was there. I was waiting for the right time to convert the spark into a fire.

Those familiar with Mumbai might know some of these places – Bandra Worli sea link, Juhu beach at night, Palm beach road, and a couple of khau gallis (street food lanes). These are the good picks, especially in August, as monsoon keeps the city cool and breezy.

Zalak loved the joyride, the food, and the environment that Mumbai had to offer. It pretty much elevated her mood after a hectic day of the interview.

“Yaar Adri, you made my day. I never thought I would be in love with Mumbai. I hope I get this job in Mumbai so I can stay here,” she exclaimed joyfully.

“I am honestly surprised you loved it. Delhi and Mumbai are always into which one is better,” I said.

She laughed and replied, “Well, I would still say Delhi is better, but I think Mumbai did win my heart.”

“So what I couldn’t do, my city did,” I smirked

“Oh, you and your cheesy lines! They just never stop trying to be a sweetheart.”

“It’s you, Zalak. If I stop the chase, your beauty will feel disappointed, ” I concluded in jest as we reached her hotel. It was almost 3 am as I pulled into her hotel premises.

Zalak’s eyes were still twinkling with contentment with the good times we had spent. Somehow, in that early morning chills and the excitement of the drive, her eyes were glowing with a tinge of sadness. After a long vacation, when school is about to start, we all have a little sad feeling, right?

That’s exactly what Zalak had.

A – Hey, you are okay?

Z – Yes, and I am extremely happy I called you for this lovely time

A – Me too. Anyway, I was surprised that you called none of your close mates, which you always mention.

Z – I don’t know, Adri. Somehow my heart said, let’s just go for this interview. Later I felt like dialing only your number, so I did.

A – Oh, now, who’s being a sweetheart!

Z – I am serious, Adri. I just wanted to meet you. I am also wondering how come I did not hesitate even once.

As she said that, our eyes met. The conversation that was now jovial became a little serious. But it had a flavor of restlessness between us. It was like our eyes were talking. They loudly mentioned, ‘either you need to lean or let me grab you but don’t miss this chance.’

Not sure which soul was more confident. Both seemed to be submitting to each other at that moment. We slowly came forward. In the confined space of my car, the warmth of our bodies being close to each other. My thirsty lips met her thick ones.

We were both grasping hands on each other’s bodies in a few seconds. She seemed to be waiting for this. I loved her soft moans as I explored her neck and shoulder with my kisses and licking. It was so beautiful to get sweaty in the lovemaking we had sparked out of nowhere.

Slowly my hand went inside her top. Since the day I had seen her in the blue bra, I badly wanted to feel and suck them. But with that, she moved back and looked at me. I got a bit scared.

A – I am sorry. Did I cross some limits?

She kept staring

Z – You know, right? We are right outside my hotel.

A – So? (I was puzzled)

Z – I have a room upstairs, mad, just park your car and come up.

A – Damn! You scared me (And with that, I kissed her again and parked the car aside)

It was close to 3.15 am, so the parking spot was easily available. I stepped out, and the next thing I remember was Zalak and me pouncing on each other in her hotel room.

We were moaning and talking while we were wildly making out. Trust me, guys, it’s another kind of vibe if you and your partner are talking and making love in that highly turned-on voice.

A – Is this why you are staying in a luxurious hotel? (kissing her neck)

Z – I did not have this in my plan, baby. But now I think I did a good job by booking one. (she moaned)

A – You need to show me much more jobs that you are good at. (I took off her top)

Z – Oh trust me, Adri, you will be mindblown (she emphasized the last word)

I realized she had worn a very sexy pink color bra. It was a bikini material with a very eye-pleasing cut on her cups, covering her nipples. I was smiling and couldn’t stop staring.

Z – Never seen a girl in a bra? (she teased me)

A – Which girl wears these as regular inner wears?

Z – Somehow, I had mild hope. What if? You know (she winked and took off my shirt)

With that style, I grabbed Zalak from her ass. she wrapped her arms around me. We both started kissing as if lovers had their last night to show this intensity of lust. It didn’t take even seconds to lose ourselves in the desperation of showing love. It enraptured us after we both lost all our garments.

Her naked boobs rubbed against my hairy chest while her tongue dug into my mouth. She was taking charge while sometimes letting me dominate. I glided my tongue on her neck, shoulder, and cleavage.

I have made out several times. A few people have different sizes of boobs, and Zalak was one. I still have that 34- size round-tits fresh image in my mind while I type this. In a horny state, you tend to jump on a woman’s breasts like an animal.

But those pairs that Zalak had were so perfect and soft. I felt like going slow and smooth with my approach. I slowly squeezed her left boob and started kissing on the right. Simultaneously circled my tongue on the nipple of the left while pressing the right one.

Somehow that art helped. Zalak raised her head and put her hands in my hair as if she never wanted me to stop. Slow and steady with a little tongue and teeth biting was winning the race for me. She had submitted herself to me. I realized her G spot was calling for some tongue and finger worship.

That was just one pink panty away. I went down on her, not taking my lips off her body, kissing her navel. I smoothly removed the pink layer that kept me from reaching her flower. I traced my kiss through her milky vanilla-looking legs.

A girl with ‘flesh at the right place’ legs is always more appealing than those with toned or skinny ones. Zalak had those perfectly shaped calves and thighs a guy would drool on. He would want to paint his tongue on them as a dog does to the bone.

My every taste bud felt so satisfied. I was kissing and licking her thighs and hearing the result from the sigh and the way she took my name. I felt like her body asked for this. I did it exactly that, which made her hornier and pleasured her with every touch.

By now, her pussy had drenched pretty well, creating good greasing for us to fuck. To my surprise, she suddenly took charge and made me lie down and sit on my face. Even before I could do anything, she started giving rhythmic movements in my mouth.

She influenced my tongue to lick her dry from the clit to the asshole. And somehow, oddly, I wasn’t feeling gross. Rather both of us were enjoying this dirty lovemaking.

“Adri, you animal, fuck! I love this, ” she moaned loudly.

She held her arms in her head like a pornstar to give me a good view of her clean armpits. Her round tits, closed eyes, and thighs were between my bearded jaw. That smile of pleasure on her face looked like a sight of a sex devil to me.

“Keep loving me like that, baby. I am so yours,” she suddenly stared at me and said.

I placed my fingers in her mouth like I was fingering her lips. It was something I hadn’t done before. Ruling the vertical lips with my mouth and fingering the horizontal ones. She was sucking the 2 fingers as if she was giving them a blow.

Sitting on my face, she leaned back and found my dick and started shagging softly. Again the dirty talker and the performer were on the job.

Z – Aww, look at this. Having a hard time? (while she kept shagging)

A – Wanted to meet you forever, baby.

I moved my mouth for a second and replied. Suddenly she stood up and brought her face near me. She stared like a lover, into my eyes and in a very sensual look and tone, she said, “Adri! Thank you so much for being such a good host while showing me your city.”

“Trust me. It’s my pl ….” As I replied, she stopped me by kissing my lips. She continued while her mouth was on it, “Also, thank you for being a better host in bed. Now it’s my turn.”

Like a movie that leaves you stunned, she did it by turning towards my dick and sucking it as if she had never seen a penis. Or, I must say, a lollipop lover. Imagine a girl going up and down with her mouth on your manhood, and you are seeing a real porn scenario.

I could barely handle myself. Zalak was on a roll with her blowing. Her tongue cleaned the pre cum and her deep throat. As if she had saved these skills to make sure I was allured with her mouth. She went on and on with her sucking.

“Hhmmm,” was the sound decorating that blowjob. The room was full of my moans and the horny smell created by the lovemaking, sweat, and fluids releasing. Zalak never stopped for a second as she wanted me to throw my load out on her bed.

Within no time, my moaning sounded like, “Fuck Zalak, you are so good.” She went on deeper. From that, it went, ” Zalak, I am coming. I am….” And it ejected fountainlike, which should have spoilt her sheets. But remember, I was with a devil full of surprises.

To my surprise, she swallowed every drop of my load and didn’t hesitate to gulp it down. As I returned to my senses, she stood up with some drops of cum spilled out of her mouth. she gracefully wiped it with her finger and sucked off of it. If hot, slutty, and pretty had a face, it was in front of me as Zalak.

She winked at me, turned around and went towards the washroom for a quick clean-up. I saw a seductive art of work walking away. I will miss this encounter for a long time.

Thank you so much for reading. I hope this incident gave you some kinky rejuvenation. You can send your feedback to [email protected], and I will be happy to revert to it.

Stay safe, and keep smiling. I will see you in the next story. Adios.