Cheating with an Asian Babe

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It was during my creative writing course, and I was as nervous as hell. I was 18, and I somehow couldn’t find the time to balance between my regular studies, my girlfriend, my part-time job at a supermarket, and the course, which I had decided to take for a bit of fun before my A-levels. I still can’t quite remember why I did it, but there you go. The course was a little way away from where I lived, and it meant I had to rely on the dear old trains, which could sometimes be a right nuisance. It was a bus ride to the station, then a half-hour train journey, and then a twenty minute walk to the college, which doesn’t sound like much, but was more than enough in the cold.

Luckily, I found a good friend on the course, who was more than willing to give me lift. I was very grateful to Saima for what she did, and throughout the ten week course, I started to look forward to the end of the night more and more, in spite of my better judgment. Don’t get me wrong, I love my girlfriend, but there was something about Saima which made me kinda forget about her. She was a little bit shorter than me, Asian, with beautiful light brown skin, a good, mildly curvy figure, and a round arse. She was a year older than me, but because she had taken a year out to work in Pakistan (where her family were from), she was also at the same stage of A-levels as I was, only she was, of course, doing them in another place. We found out we had the same grievances with our courses, though, and we’d often chat about them. I never mentioned my girlfriend to her, initially through it not coming up and, afterwards, because bad, naughty ideas formed in my mind about what I’d like to do with this Asian babe.

So, after the penultimate lesson, we were driving back as usual, and I decided it was time to at least try and do something. So, just before we were about to turn off for the station, I decided to ask her whether she’d like to go for a quick drink.

“OK.” She said, which made me feel very pleased. mersin escort We decided to go to a pub just after the turn off, I got her a pint of lager and myself a whiskey and coke, and we sat down, pleased to be in the warm. It was at this point that I had to really focus to avoid getting a stiffy in public, because Saima looked stunning. She was wearing a ladies trouser suit, high heels and a purple top. She’d been to a job interview beforehand, and was telling me how much she wanted to start work there, because her old job was doing her head in and so on. I smiled, and listened, but what I really wanted to do was tell her how much I wanted to shag her brains out…”You see, my dad’s work is a bit to close to my current job, so I just feel like I’m being watched all the time by him, and this new one is in an office, and I can do it sitting down, and the pay is a little bit better…” Yes, the usual stuff, but imbued with an unintentionally sexual nature, just by the fact that she was speaking them.

We finished our drinks and went back towards Saima’s red Ford Escort. However, when we got inside, Saima looked at me in a certain, undefinable sort of way, but one which certainly made my dick grow in my jeans. I smiled back, half-hoping she’d notice, half-hoping she wouldn’t, and tried to get myself comfortable. I was lost in my own thoughts when she interrupted them.

“I think I might have made you miss your train, babe.” She was always like this, and I didn’t read anything into it.

“Well, yeah, maybe, but there’ll be another one along in half an hour or so.”

“Even so,” she said as she touched my leg, and I felt as if my trousers were about to explode, “that means there’s something I’d like to show you, I don’t know if you’ve seen it, and it’s less than five minutes drive from here. Come on.” With that, she drove off, leaving me mildly puzzled.

She was right, though. The small park was really nice, kocaeli escort especially in the dusk. It was really only the size of a small-ish town square, or a village green, but there was a bandstand, a little pond, and some nice flower beds. The car park next to it was deserted, as was the park, and we spent a quick five minutes in there, before walking back out towards her car. Before we got to it, though, my hand brushed against hers, and she gripped it, sending shockwaves through me. Surely, she wasn’t going to make my fantasies come true?

Saima turned around, with her back to the car, and started kissing me. I responded, manoevring my tongue into her mouth, only removing my lips to kiss her neck, which she offered as she sighed and moaned slowly. My head was in a whirl. Was this the right thing to do? What about my girlfriend? Where was this going…oh. Saima had started to rub the front of my jeans.

“Not yet, baby”, she giggled, “I want you to do something for me, first.”

“What’s that?”, I smiled.

“Well, I think you should”, Saima purred, undoing her trousers and slowly removing them, “get on your knees and eat me out.”

I didn’t need telling twice. I got down and stuck my tongue against her trimmed, moist pussy. I loved the way this horny Asian chick tasted as she pushed my head into her. I ran my arms up and down her thighs as I ate, up and around, squeezing her wonderful arse. She moaned words at me as I was tasting her, which made me even hornier. I stuck a finger inside her as I went down to kiss her toes, I was so fucking turned on by Saima that I was half-tempted to undo my jeans and start wanking. I didn’t, though, as with a moan of “taste me you fucking stud” (oh, how horny that sounded!) my fuckbuddy ground herself into my face and started grunting and shaking and juicing. I was thrilled that I had made her cum, and I was still in a daze as she brought me to my feet and started samsun escort kissing me again. I responded while placing my hand in her breasts.

Her answer to that was to hitch up her top and undo her bra. “Suck my tits, baby” she shivered, and I did as I was told. As I tasted her lovely brown nipples, she reached down and undid my belt, removing my jeans and grabbing on to my erect cock. She rubbed it gently as I sucked her tits, picking up pace as she did so.

Suddenly, she pulled away from my titsucking. I thought she was going to get off and drive, but instead she went down and started to suck my dick. I thought I was about to explode in her mouth, it felt so good. However, after just a little while, she got back up, kissed me again, and then took my cock and walked towards the car. When we got there, Saima bent over it and purred “come on baby, you want to do me, don’t you?”

I gulped and said that, yes, I would, and I slowly entered her sopping gash from behind, as I squeezed the fuck out of her tits. My cock slid straight up there as she moaned, taking in my length with her juicy wet cunt. I grabbed her hips and I spanked her hot dark arse lightly as I fucked her hole, and it wasn’t long before she started moaning again as I brought my beautiful Asian ‘friend’ to her second orgasm of the night. Her contractions and convulsions nearly finished me off, which I think she sensed. She moved off my throbbing boner, and knelt down again to suck me to completion. It only took a couple of sucks before I unloaded into Saima’s gorgeous mouth. She swallowed it, and then moved up and we kissed as we put our clothes back on.

She drove me to the station – of course, I’d missed another train, and the next one wasn’t for another hour, so we stroked, sucked, kissed and licked each other in her car while we waited – and then I went home, grinning fit to burst.

I saw Saima again the week after that, when everyone from the class went out and, apparently, we couldn’t keep our lips off each other – well, we did sneak off into the pub toilets a few times, and she did let me into her anus – but after that, we didn’t see each other again.

I’m still with my girlfriend, and I still love her and all that, but I still think of the fun nights I spent with my horny Asian babe, Saima.

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