Wild sex with sexy Simran

Hello readers, this is Rahul from Chandigarh and I appreciate your continuous support for the previous stories involving Zareena. Today, I am here to share what unfolded after Simran and I slept together following our intimate encounter.

She stood at a height of 5’3” with measurements of 34-32-36. Simran had fair skin with a few acne and pimples on her face, along with small moles on her chin and waist. She often dressed in low-waist sarees, occasionally revealing her navel which made people think of her all the time.

It was a Friday night, and the office was finally quiet after a hectic week. I had stayed late to finish up a project, determined to get everything just right before the weekend. As I had packed up his things, I noticed Simran was still at her desk, typing away with a focused expression and also with some pressure.

I had always admired Simran’s dedication and her warm smile that lit up the office. We had exchanged pleasantries in passing but hadn’t really spoken much beyond work matters. Tonight, however, something felt different. She looked up from her screen and caught me. “Still here too?”, she asked with a tired but friendly tone.

“Yeah”, I replied, smiling. “Just wrapping things up. It’s been a long week.”

Simran nodded in agreement, stretching her arms above her head. “Tell me about it. But we made it through!”

“Barely, but yes, we did”, I said with the project.

As we both gathered our things to leave, I hesitated for a moment before speaking up. “Hey, Simran, do you want to grab a drink? I know a place nearby, that’s pretty chill.”

She paused, considering my offer. “Sure, why not? A drink sounds perfect after today.”

We then walked together to the cozy bar just around the corner from the office. The soft glow of the lights and the buzz of conversation created a relaxed atmosphere. We settled into a corner booth, ordering drinks, and sharing stories about our week.

As we talked, I found myself drawn to her easy laughter and the way her eyes sparkled when she spoke about her hobbies outside of work. She even appreciated me for all this as she was longing to take a break after a long time from work on the weekend.

As the evening wore on and the drinks flowed, their conversation deepened. We talked about their ambitions and dreams for the future and even shared some personal anecdotes that made us both laugh and empathize with each other deeply.

Somewhere in the midst of their laughter and shared moments, we became close enough to hold hands. There was a warmth between us, a connection that went beyond just colleagues.

When the bar started to empty and the clock ticked past midnight, without hesitation, I was unsure if I should suggest calling it a night or taking a chance. But then Simran turned to me and touched my hand lightly, her gaze meeting his with a hint of nervousness and curiosity.

“Rahul,” she began softly, “I’ve really enjoyed tonight.”

I just nodded, feeling a rush of excitement and uncertainty. “Me too, Simran.”

Without another word, we leaned in together, closing the distance between us with a kiss that spoke of unspoken feelings and shared attraction. It was gentle at first, tentative, but quickly deepened as we both realized this moment had been building between us all evening.

We parted slightly, breathless and smiling at each other. The air around us thick with unspoken questions and possibilities. I reached for Simran’s hand, and my heart was racing with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

“Simran (in a low tone), would you like me to walk you home?”

She nodded yes with a shy but happy smile spreading across her face. And so, under the glow of streetlights on a quiet Friday night, we walked together, our fingers intertwined, stepping into a new way that had started unexpectedly but felt too good.

I arrived at her apartment. She asked me to come to her flat and said, “Let’s spend some more time with some wine” (in a lustful manner, with a wink, as no one was present in her apartment). Reluctantly, she departed. I intended to purchase condoms, yet I was pressed for time.

Then I entered her residence while thinking about ordering something online. I found myself at her apartment, drawn by the promise of good wine and even better company. As we sat on her cozy couch, the air filled with the aroma of wine and the soft glow of candles. They talked about everything. The conversation turned from casual banter to shared dreams and secret desires, their words mingling with the gentle music playing in the background.

With each sip of wine, our inhibitions faded, replaced by a growing sense of closeness and attraction. Her laughter was infectious, and I found myself captivated by the way her eyes sparkled in the dim light.

As the evening wore on, our touches became more tender and intimate, hands brushing softly against each other’s skin. Finally, I was unable to resist the pull any longer. I leaned in and kissed Simran, filled with all the pent-up longing that had kept hidden for so long.

Suddenly, we broke the kiss, and she rushed to her room by whispering in my ear, “I am yours tonight”. Simran came out of the room. The dress exposed her curves. She had a deep cleavage and popping tits. A tight belly was seen due to the body fit and a mole on her tits. With her hair flowing freely, she looked stunning. Her curves caught my attention, momentarily leaving me speechless.

When she asked how she looked, I admitted I was taken aback. Simran chuckled softly. My gaze wandered to her prominent chest, noticing a mole. She caught me staring and jokingly asked what had grabbed my attention.

I acted as though there was something on her skin and pointed it out. Intentionally, I touched the mole, pretending to brush it away. Then Simran took hold of my hand and clarified that it was her mole. The atmosphere was charged with heat, complemented by the music. Gradually, I approached her, our eyes locked in a steadfast gaze.

She was breathing fast, her nipple erected. I placed one hand of mine on her waist softly and heard a moan. Then I drew her closer, wrapping my arms around her back in a tight embrace. Resting my head on her shoulder, Simran returned the hug. I held onto her firmly, deepening our closeness. Then I squeezed her gently, feeling the connection between us deepen.

I slowly moved my hands, feeling her bare body. She had removed her bra to wear the one-piece. I held her firmly saying that you just…and I started kissing her from her belly button, and my hands were pressing her ass and back. Then I started to kiss her shoulder and moved towards her neck.

Slowly, she removed her panty and threw it at my face, uff. It was super sexy. Her pussy was oozing with liquids, and I could see it all wet down there. My dick was hard seeing her pussy dripping those.

Later, she unzipped my pants and took my cock directly in her mouth. She took it deep in her mouth and played with her tongue. I was not able to control and held her nipples and pinched it.

I enjoyed her by kissing and biting her nipples and licking her navel with some hickeys. She was getting wetter, and I got down to eat her pussy. Then I used my tongue and started to lick her pussy.

After a few minutes, she started to squirt from her pussy, all over me and my body. After breaking our lustful kiss with a bite on the lip, we both were now unstoppable.

I played along with my dick over her pussy walls, and with one push, I was deep inside her, and she gave a loud moan. After a few moments, I lifted her, placed her on the wall, and started banging her without any mercy. Simran gasped with pleasure on every thrust. I could see her boobs jiggling all over my chest and enjoying her moans and could feel her lubricated pussy with my dick.

After that, I made her to a missionary position by lifting her legs and going deep to touch her G-spot. She again cummed and her body started vibrating where I gave a deep kiss by not losing her breath. After that, I turned her into a scissor position to touch all sides of her pussy walls and started doing a wild play over her pussy with my fingers. We both wanted to touch down in every possible way with all our lust.

After a few minutes, I made her sit on me and soon shifted to the cowgirl position. Then I made her sit on my dick and sucked her nipples and her neck to have that lusty pleasure.

Simran enjoyed touching herself all over her boobs in the cowgirl position and she looked like a sex goddess to me. With all this, I was not able to hold any longer and blasted all deep inside her pussy. She even made me feel that she wanted to take all, which made me hold her in a missionary position to give my last thrusts deep inside her. We rested in that position for over 2-3 minutes inside her pussy.

I could feel all the wetness over the bed. My cum was oozing out from her pussy, and we both cuddled for some time till morning shower sex.

I hope you enjoyed reading it. Ladies who are interested in any casual and secret relationship, feel free to reach out to me at [email protected] or ping me on G-chat. I would love to hear your feedback. Happy reading, guys.