It was a memorable wedding. For the bride and groom I don't quite remember. But for me, well there's no way I will forget it. If you have read my previous story you would know I'm writing down all my past experiences. Well this one is from when I was 23 and my lust really knew no bounds. In the midst of partying it up in the Mumbai nightlife, one day I suddenly received a wedding invite. The invite was from one of my old boyfriends. We dated in my younger days, never really got physical but we were more good friends than boyfriend-girlfriend.
Anyway, I wouldn't have gone for the wedding had it not been in Goa. Seven week holiday in Goa, with all sorts of intoxicants around was something I didn't want to miss, even though I hardly knew anyone there.
It was a January wedding, the weather perfect to get my beachwear out. But I also packed in a few evening dresses for the actual wedding and reception parties. The groom, my ex-boyfriend Ricky told me a friend of his will pick me up from the airport as he himself would be quite busy. Since I was landing up at Goa, I decided to board the flight in shorts and a tank top with small denim jacket which I took off after landing.
Ricky's friend was waiting at the arrival with a board with my name written on it. I walked over to him, a little intrigued. Usually, when I walk towards a guy I do get checked out and I do like it. But this guy did not really have lust on his mind.
"Hi, I'm Sahil, Ricky's best man," he introduced himself. "Ria, here."
He took my bag, like a proper gentleman and quickly we got chatting while heading towards the open top jeep he had hired. On the way to the hotel, we became quite friendly and realised we were Goa virgins, it was our first time in this beautiful place.
"Do you want check out the beach-side shacks after we reach? I mean if the festivities haven't started that is," I asked. "Sure, not a lot happening with the wedding party. We definitely can sneak out," he replied gladly.
After we reached and I checked into the hotel, I quickly changed into my red thong bikini. I put my shorts back on and the jacket and met Sahil in the lobby. After I got into the car, I asked him if its ok to leave the clothes in the car. "Why did you wear them anyway, we were going to the beach you know, but its ok you can leave the clothes here," he smiled and said as he sped off towards the beach.
Sitting next to him in my tiny bikini and wearing my sunglasses, I tried to see if he was eyeing me. But, again he had no reaction.
We reached Anjuna beach in Goa when it was around 4PM in the evening. He took his shirt off revealing his well toned torso. We walked towards this shack at the end of the beach. It was about a kilometre long walk and we decided to stop and started having beers at the place as the sun set.
Before we knew it, it was already 8 and both of us started getting a little tipsy.
I had already taken a couple of dips in the beach and we met this random European couple. We smoked joint with them, drank some more till around midnight. It was a nice friendly night.
We walked back well past midnight. The beach was almost empty. Suddenly he asked me, "Do you like sucking cocks?"
I was a little stunned as we were walking back, but I was pleasantly surprised. You see, I was in a phase of life where I needed a cock every night. "I do" I replied.
He grabbed my hands pulled me towards a corner of the beach where a few rocks formed a small cave. "I need to cum, and you are going to help me," he said as I followed him there without much resistance.
Sahil grabbed my head and pushed me down to my knees as he took his shorts off and revealed his cock. It wasn't stiff but it still was long. In a sudden moment I had become incredibly horny. The cold sea breeze against my boobs made my nipples hard with the outline clear on my bikini top.
I started to stroke his cock as I slapped the tip against my lips and my cheeks. He moved his hands lower and pushed the material of my bikini top to the sides to reveal my boobs. He started kneading them just to hear me moan.
I start to lick the length of his cock as it started to stiffen up. That was the only way I knew he liked it because he was terribly quiet.
My tongue wrapped around his cock as my lips started to cover the length of his cock. His hands moved from my boobs to my hair. He grabbed my hair and pulled it off my face as he started to push himself into my mouth.
His cock, stiff and thick had filled up my mouth as I tasted his amazing pre-cum in my mouth. My pussy getting wet all the while. Soon I didn't have to do anything, he just started slamming his cock in my mouth. Fucking my face as I looked up at him, loving the feeling of shedding the well-behaved nature and turning into a cock slut.
He relentlessly pounded my face. All of a sudden he pulled it out and start grabbed my tits and started fucking my tits.
He brought his toes and started rubbing my pussy as he fucked my chest. The sun was slowly rising as the skies were turning into a shade of orange, when he shot his load all over my face and my chest.
After I licked it all up, we walked back to the car. I fell asleep in the car so I don't remember how I got back into my room. But I woke up middle of the afternoon the next day with a knock on my door. I walked out of bed to realise I was naked. So I covered myself up with the bed sheet and opened the door. I didn't recognize him.
"Sahil's busy running some errands with Ricky, so I'll be taking care of you today. Let me know if you need anything, I'm in room number 1502," he said. "And oh, my name is Aman."
"Thanks Aman, but I'm gonna sleep right now," I said and closed the door.
I was confused. Did me and Sahil fuck last night or was the blowjob the only thing we did? Why would he not hang out with me again or maybe he is really busy. Either way, Aman's quite cute too, I thought to myself as I went back to sleep.
I went down had some lunch and hung around the hotel's pool. Aman walked in and saw me and walked upto me. Now he was full of lust. Did Sahil tell Aman about me? I didn't care. I waved to Aman.
"Hey put some lotion on my back," I told him. Aman was clumsy and nervous, almost boyish. But he did as I told him. Almost disrespectfully, I sent him away and asked him to come by 8 to the hotel's nightclub.
I went back up and got dressed in sparkly silver dress and in four inch high heels as I walked down and met Aman. He cleaned up nice, in a sharp black suit. We entered the nightclub.
The music was insane. The drinks were amazing and we were dancing away like mad. We both shared a pill of ecstacy each as I began to grind my ass on his crotch. The party was still roaring when he grabbed me and motioned me to follow him into the men's room.
I was horny once again and we went into the first cubical that was free. Aman was no longer shy and nervous. He knew exactly what he was doing and how to do it. After a deep kiss during which his hand explored all over my body. He spun me around and lifted my dress up above my ass.
"You know grinding on my ass only makes me want to fuck it," he said strongly. I moaned out loud, not knowing whether anyone else could hear me. Aman placed the length of his cock on my ass crack and started dry humping it to get it hard.
"Oh fuck, do you have lubrication to enter my ass," I said I moaned out loudly.
His fingers were rapidly fucking my pussy making my juices flow. His cock was throbbing between my ass. "I'm going to use your juices as lubrication you little slut," he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him.