Hello, everyone! I just started reading XIS and decided to start writing about my sexual experiences here.
The beginning of the year 2022 is the setting for this story. I’d like to introduce myself: I’m 26 years old and 5 feet 11 inches tall. Although I don’t have abs, I have a lot of muscle and strength. Regarding my mind, I have been having fun on a number of apps, including Instagram, Tinder, and Kik, among others. with lots of girls.
Therefore, I regularly flirt and have fun with girls on various apps. mingled with a few girls for enjoyable activities. I have had some real-life experiences and am a fan of dominating the ladies. One such experience is this one.
Priya, whose name has been changed, is the girl in this story, who is from Delhi. She loved to work out and had crazy-slim curves (see her figure 32-26-32). Her slim waist and flattering hip curves highlighted her attractive abs, which were to die for.
When we come back to the story, we kept in touch for a few months. On Instagram, we were exploding. She was a real slut, engaging in late-night sex chats, video calls, and shady activities. She liked to be abused and treated like a cheap whore, and she was always willing to try new things and go on new adventures.
We wanted to meet each other so badly. But the fact that I was from Mumbai and she was from Delhi did not much help. On the phone, we were always trying new things and satisfying each other.
She even did some embarrassing things in public, according to me. removing her underwear as she sat in a food court. wearing a loose dress through the shopping wall without covering up, etc. We used to have phone sex because she used to get so much attention.
She once even showed strangers on an escalator her naked cheeks. Damn, I didn’t think she’d act that way and not feel embarrassed. She was, however, a real slut, as I stated.
Our fortune turned around after a few weeks. For work, I had to travel to Delhi. We were both eager and thrilled to finally meet each other. In order to remain there for the entire week, I added some extra work. We intended to have a great time.
She said she would book a hotel, but I booked the hotel for my stay. Since she lived there, I must know better ones, so I was fine with it. Additionally, there were few restrictions on travel expenses at my company. I told her to look for a nice one for us, then.
I intended to arrive there early on Sunday so that I could rest and, of course, have fun with Priya.
I got on a flight early in the morning to Delhi. She came up with a few justifications at home for going out with friends and plans to return late at night. We had planned to spend the entire day together, so she was coming to pick me up.
I saw her waiting outside for me as I left arrivals. She almost leapt to see me because she was so excited. Yes, I did not inform you guys. She was dressed in tight black jeans and a navy blue top with a deep neck. We all embraced so tightly. Her waist was in my grasp.
While giving her a hug, I even squeezed her groin with both hands. “Mmmmm, yes, hug me harder, daddy,” she whispered. She loved to refer to me as “dad.” Control, baby girl, we have a few days, especially for us, I said.
After that, we took a taxi to the hotel that she had booked for us. Our hands were still not steady even in the cab. I bit her earlobes, kissed her lightly, and held her by the neck. I prevented her from doing anything by holding both hands in a different hand.
She began pleading, “Please allow me to kiss you as well.” I bit her neck as I replied, “Not so fast, baby girl.” She sucked her neck as she gasped and began to scream at me.
She took me to my room when we finally got to the hotel. During the drive, I didn’t let her do anything, and she kept teasing me on the way to the hotel. She could only constantly yell my name. Like a tiger, she was starving.
I saw the room that was decorated with balloons and flowers as we entered. I was taken aback to see that. I pulled her into my arms and held her by the neck. I’ve always enjoyed being rough and dominant.
“Did my infant daughter do all this?” As I moved my fingers through her hair, I inquired of her. I gently slapped her, “You did this for whom?” She gave a nod and said, “Yes, daddy.” She said, “For you, daddy.” I turned her around, gave her a behind-the-back hug, and slapped her in the arse. She slightly groaned. I’m finally giving you a spank from my snob. What does it feel like?” She responded, “I could never have enough of this,” as she groaned at my spankings. She got back to rubbing her groin on my hand. I kept pushing on her groin.
“So tell me, what more surprises do you have for me?” I whispered to her. She went to the bathroom, declared that she would be back, and got excited. I made myself at home in the room, kept my bags, and began to unwind. She left the bathroom about 15 minutes later. When I first saw her, I couldn’t say a word.
She was wearing a one-piece with no back. Her deep neck showed off her cleavage well. And the dress came to a close right at her cheeks. Her entire torso could be clearly seen if she sat down. She approached me, began demonstrating her dress to me, and inquired about my appearance.
I pushed her against the wall as soon as I stood up. The other hand holds her hair, kisses her wildly, sucking and biting her lips, and squeezes her boobs. She also started sucking on my lips, playing with her tongue. We wildly sucked each other’s tongues.
We both loved this, muttering in agreement. I looked at her as I walked away from the kiss and said, “Now you know how you are looking.” She asked, “I want to hear from you, daddy,” raising her head. How does she appear to you? “You look fucking sexy,” I said as I pulled her toward me. She resumed her impolite smile.
“Baby girl, I also have some surprises for you.” She was overjoyed and inquired about it. Go open my suitcase, I told you. A package bearing your name is there.” I sat back on the bed and stared at her while she went to check it.
The box was opened by her. Her happy smile was changing into the naughtiest smile I’ve ever seen. I provided her with a collar bearing her name, a butt plug, nipple chain clamps, and chained bondage cuffs. Since I enjoy kinky things, I always bring something with me on such occasions.)
She was constantly on. As she removed everything from the package, she gave me a rude look. I pointed to the collar and said, “I put your name on it because you are mine inside this room.” She shied away after glancing at the collar with a smile and picking it up.