I’d like to tell you about this story, guys. I had the most bizarre encounter I’ve ever had with an Australian girl.
I made the decision to visit my hometown, a rural area, while I was living in Kolkata. There are not many people who speak Hindi or English. They only speak Bengali.
I went to my uncle’s house, which had a grand terrace and three stories. All of my relatives were there because there was a local festival there. I stood out among the others. I struggled to connect with my cousins due to my urban upbringing.
I spent most of my time resting on the second floor whenever I went there. There, it was hot. So I slept under the fan after taking a shower. I heard a lot of voices suddenly coming from downstairs. There were a lot of kids talking around. I was not interested in checking down there.
However, one of my cousins appeared and requested that I go downstairs. She was the only foreign visitor, and no one could understand her. It was odd to see a foreigner in the village at the worst possible time. As a result, I quickly donned a t-shirt and descended.
Elli stood in the middle of the crowd of people. She was hot, dammit. She resembled Blake Lively if you’ve seen her. Her appearance thrilled the locals.
One of the uncles saw me and asked me to talk. She responded, “Hello,” when I said “Hi.” I am grateful that someone can speak my language.
Elli: My name is Elli, and I live in Australia. I came to investigate Indian rural life. When the car abruptly stopped, my secretary and I were traveling in my vanity van. The driver was attempting van maintenance. I planned to go for a walk nearby, but I got lost. I couldn’t get in touch with them because my phone was on the vanity. Additionally, their phone numbers escape me.
I was able to comprehend her issue and translate it for the people of the village. They immediately dispatch three to four boys to search for the secretary and driver. I advised Elli to remain calm and patient. The driver and secretary, along with the village boys, will soon return. She now seemed uneasy.
Elli: How are you doing now? as in the village’s only native English speaker.
Me: Well, I’m here to celebrate the local festival and this is my mother’s first home.
E: Okay, where do you come from?
Kolkata, me.
E: Oh, that’s where I landed before I set out to visit various villages.
Me: That’s great. What are you doing?
I am a student, E. During my vacations, I visit various nations and meet new people about whom I will write in my book.
Me: That’s fascinating.
The number of people seemed to grow as we talked. Everyone in the village wanted to see a pretty woman from outside the village. Their name was “gori mam.” To me, it seemed funny.
Elli: Why are the locals focusing on me?
Me: They’re not used to seeing such a lovely person. As a result, they are going to the goddess of beauty.
Elli: Stop being so flirtatious, Elli.
Me: No, that is not the case.
While we were chatting, the boys, the secretary, and the driver returned. Additionally, they pushed the car because it was inoperable. I was informed by the driver that he was unable to repair the vehicle and that an expert was required. Elli began to panic. I was informed by the secretary that the village only had one auto repair shop.
The vanity vehicle and how to fix it were completely unknown to the mechanic there. However, I advised Elli not to worry and informed her that my friend owns a mechanic shop in Kolkata and will send men to fix the vehicle. He replied when I called that his men would arrive the following morning.
It was already afternoon. As a result, the villagers insisted that Elli attend the festival with them. Elli was perplexed. She should not be concerned, as I informed her that I would be with her. We asked her to get dressed and she agreed.
Because she was uncomfortable, I asked my uncle to tell the crowd to go home. As a village at the time, it lacked many amenities. A nearby pond used to be our bathing spot. She was extremely excited about the opportunity when I asked my cousin sisters to assist her in getting fresh air. They left for the pond as I entered my room.
My room now had a view of the pond. I therefore checked from my window to ensure that everything was fine. Elli had a great time swimming in the pond. She was lovely. She was dressed sensuously and had an athletic figure. She was wearing underwear.
When I saw that she was wet, I went to bed and bought a boner. She knocked and inquired if she could enter after a few minutes. After I said yes, we started talking. She was sweating profusely and felt extremely hot. She asked me to come to her vanity after a few minutes.
It said we could talk there and had a bed, air conditioning, and a few beers. It was parked behind our house, where few people ever went. Bengalis served as the secretary and driver. They quickly integrated with the locals and began preparing for nighttime celebrations.
We visited the vanity. I was relieved because I had been feeling very hot because it was cool. Additionally, she was raising the temperature. When the subject of partners came up, we therefore exchanged numbers and spoke. She inquired about my girlfriend.
I replied, “Yes, but we are in a long-distance relationship and she lives very far away.”
E: When was the most recent time you took action?
Me: “What?”
I wasn’t prepared for the sudden question. Elli exclaimed, “Come on, be open,” as she giggled. With a grin, I informed her that we had been together for more than a year. However, I have participated with another individual. She smiled slyly.
Me: Are you dating someone?
E – At this time, no. I had one, but our relationship ended a long time ago.
Me: So, you’re also off the grid.
E – Nik, self-help is the most effective aid.
She revealed her middle finger to me. The middle finger lacked big nails, while the rest of the fingers did. We laughed as I quickly understood what she was saying. The beers acted as a catalyst as we discussed private matters.
The air conditioner suddenly started working. It could have been caused by a dead battery or something. The evening began to draw in. Despite the absence of sun heat, it was still humid. She was breaking a sweat. Her shirt was too small. I couldn’t stop saying, “Your partner would have been lucky banging such a hot babe,” because she looked so hot.
That is accurate, Elli.
Me: Your body is beautiful.
Elli: Nik, say it if you want it. Even I’m up for it.
However, I was not in the mood to continue. I simply approached her and began kissing her. She reacted strongly. She began to gnaw on my lips. I’ve never felt so strongly. Our hands soon began to feel each other’s bodies. She was quick. My shorts were encased by her hand.
E – It was stated to me that Indian men possess average dicks.
Me: What are your thoughts?
E: It’s definitely larger than the one I had before.
Me: I consider it a compliment.
E: You ought to take.
She began stroking my dick as soon as she opened my shorts. I was getting heated, and she was an expert. I gave her a good squeeze. She didn’t have a bra on. I got started pinching her erect nipples. She was softly groaning.
There was an abrupt knock at the door. My cousin was it. After she called us for brunch, the celebrations began.
I requested that Elli blow on me and make me cum. She did this. She began sucking on my groin. I felt amazing because it had been a long time since I had been touched. She had such good sucking. I moved her face in and out while grabbing her blonde hair. She grumbled.
I asked her to do it quickly or else someone might disturb us once more. She began aggressively sucking. I pulled out and ran into her face because I couldn’t hold on for long. She said it was fun as she wiped it all off. It also pleased me. I was the first out. She came after wiping her face.
My boner was just beginning despite the fact that I had just arrived. I still concealed it. After brunch, puja got underway. Elli was dressed in a Bengali saree by my cousins. She appeared even hotter. We took pictures together when she came up to me. However, she was now intermittently touching me. Additionally, she constantly winked.
I understood her needs. To get ready to punch her other two holes, I whispered in her ear. She slightly blushed. A customary dance took place following the ceremony. She adored it. After that, there were bonfires. She was savoring everything.
E: Indian culture is my favorite. It has many surprises. I learn new things every time I go somewhere new.
The entire village went to a drama show—known as Jatra in Bengali—after the fireworks. The entire village was excited because a well-known actor was coming there. All of them began to leave. I also began to leave. But about halfway through, I got hold of Elli and asked her to join me.
She smiled deviously. We ran quickly toward our house. Cricket’s voice could be heard in the pitch-black environment. We chose vanity because it would have been safe.
However, as we opened the door, the driver was fucking Elli’s secretary, shocking us. When they saw us, they were shocked and started to leave. I told them to move on without worrying.
Me: We were getting ready to talk. You guys keep going.
They laughed. We laughed a lot as we shut the vanity door.
Let’s go to my room, me.
We have about four to five hours before anyone returns. We made our way to my room. I carried Elli up on one of my shoulders after the first floor. She was having fun. When I got into my room, I laid Elli down on the bed. She was becoming increasingly hornier.
I climbed onto the bed after closing the door. We began to kiss hard. She was now dressed in shorts and a blouse after I quickly opened her saree. Her naked body was in front of me after I got rid of both of them. She also undressed me and removed my boxers. It emerged after my tool was pushed as hard as it could be.
She began providing me with assistance. However, I had other plans. I immediately went after the ass after I turned her around. She claimed to have never attempted anal. I requested that she try. She said so.
I slowly infused her with some of my dick. She began to groan, but no one was present to hear her. I pushed harder, but nothing went in. I therefore brought mustard oil and lubricated both my dick and her arse. Now it was simpler. As a result, I inserted it once more, and this time there was more inside.
She was groaning strongly as I continued to stroke her. I began an affair with her when it all came together in the end. I got in her ass after pounding on her for twenty minutes. We both had trouble breathing.
Elli: I loved it, Nik.
Me: Baby, the night has just begun.
I quickly climbed over her. Dick was once more hard. Two of my fingers went into her pink pussy. She was damp. I began to rub her pussy after placing my dick there. She was becoming agitated. As a result, she flipped me over and won. I adored the way she began to ride me from the top.
She showed up 15 minutes later and sat on my chest. My dick was still encased in her at the same time. Her blood was gushing out of her. I turned around and began to smother her like a missionary.
I fucked her pussy while giving her a full body kiss. She had her second orgasm about ten minutes later. I was about to accompany her and urged her to loosen her grip, but instead, she snatched my leg and locked me in.
The Cum inside of Elli.
I sped up and went all in on her. My sperm oozed out of her. She let go of her hold. We did three more rounds over the next few hours. We started by doing it standing behind. I cummed in her mouth once more after I titfucked her.
My family got back after a while. While Elli slept on my bed, covered in sperm, I moved to another room.
Her car was fixed the next day by a mechanic. I kissed her after we said our goodbyes and locked the room. Dry leant slightly against the wall. On social media, we kept in touch. Additionally, she informed me that I must accompany her to Kolkata. She fled.
The following week, I also returned home. Days went by. She informed me via Facebook that her book about her time in Indian villages had been published. A copy of it, in which she talked about our intimacy, she sent me.
That concludes it, guys. I will soon return with additional stories.