KS from Mumbai shares her story.
“I am 38 (KS) and he (PS) is 51 with salt and pepper hair. Both of us married and settled. We matched on Tinder one fine day. Both of us were there at the same monent out of curiosity and once matched we left Tinder and connected on FB. It began with casual short chats and went on to long extended chats over six months. During this time texting changed to sexting. We met for the first time when I visited Delhi on a business trip. The meeting was casual and fun and ended with a hug, because he was a complete gentleman who would not make the first move and I was too caught up between the right and the wrong dilemma.
On my second trip, our hug ended with a kiss…a kiss that left me sleepless that night and craving for more. The third time we met because he came down to Mumbai. I took him around the city and we kissed at every sneaky chance we got outdoors. And later in the night in my car. He is a boob guy…and that night in the car he caressed and kissed and sucked my boobs with so much love…that it left me wet.
On our fourth meet I knew that I wanted more than just stolen kisses and touches. So I decided to cross the line. I visited Delhi and stayed back an extra night in a hotel with him by my side. We kissed deep, rolling our tongues taking in the taste of each other. Then he took off my tee and held my boobs in his hands and fondled and sucked and kissed them with so much love that it made me moan with pleasure. And when his hands reached between my legs I was dripping wet. He went down on me and ate me with such pleasure that I moaned and groaned in ecstasy.
We made love several times that night, on the bed and in the bath. And in the morning before my flight…He sucked my boobs as I sat on top and fucked him. We haven’t met thereafter and our chats have cut down to short hellos a few times in the week, because we had an argument about something. But I am happy I spent that one memorable night with him and he took pleasure to a different level. I go back to that night over and over, when I crave for him. I crave for him as he does for me…will we meet again…who knows…If destined. Until then, PS, I love you.”