Our First Time
My name is Amanda, I am 23 and married to my doctor best friend Jason. We met online and were always having so much fun before things too a turn and we started dating. It was a year afterwards when he suddenly proposed to me when we were on a trip to Greece, and I said yes. Our families met and fast forward to the next year we got married. Now there is a secret we both share, it is essentially the backbone of our interest in each other, and that is my hair. Yeah, l know it sounds off but it is the truth, you see both of us are hair fetish and I have *blinks and blushes* okay ~okay hair. *smiles* I will begin the story now...
I was born in Northern part of India, so naturally I have a fair complexion and unfortunately my height is on the shorter end of the stick at 5'3'. On the bright side I work out regularly so my body shape is almost near a perfect hour glass figure. My hair is black in colour, naturally mind you, straight in texture and a little past my waist. This story is based in the Radisson Blue Hotel in New York. Jason and I had decided to meet there, we booked our separate rooms and reached on separate dates.
I was waiting for Jason to reach the hotel so I decided to get my daily workout done at the Hotel gym. Wearing my black bra, a bright orange crop top and black leggings I entered the lift. I was checking my reflection in the mirror while fixing my loose hair, brushing the stray strands behind my ears. I had my hair tie around my wrist as the doors opened and I made my way to the empty but huge gym. I gathered my hair back, holding it in my wrist as I made a hand-held high ponytail, flipping my ponytail around and watching in the wall length mirrors, I was blushing a little when I started thinking about Jason and how he would lose control if he saw me like this. Brushing these kink fuelled thoughts aside I hopped on the treadmill and began walking on it slowly but vagina wet as those thoughts kept coming back. An hour and a 13-kilometre run later I could feel my body coated with sweat, my clothes sticking to my skin and my ponytail heavy and drenching wet from sweat.
I was walking out of the gym when l got a ping from Jason asking my room number, blushing and in a definitive mood to play hard to catch I clicked a picture in the lift mirror, showing off my soaking wet clothes but hiding my ponytail. I was surprised at the prompt reply asking about my hair that wilfully choose to ignore and left him on scene chuckling to myself. The doors opened to my floor surprising me when I saw Jason standing there and glaring at me, I bit my lower tongue, gave him a half smile and scurried towards my room only to feel him step behind me and grab my ponytail from the very end making the pain shoot through my whole body as I yelped. He pulled my left hand behind my back and held it there as he pressed against me, in turn pressing me against the door while I could feel his moist breath on my neck.
"Where the fuck are you coming from?" He growled in my ear.
l could feel his cock poking my hip through his blue jeans as I giggled before replying, "I was just at the gym, doing my workout and you mister a late! So you don't get to ask any questions. AAAAHHHHHH!!!"
He pulled my ponytail down making me scream in the hallway just as the door to my room opened and we stumbled inside. I fell face first onto the floor, my arms breaking my fall as I hear a lock clicking in place behind me. I turned to look up at Hiten, and he was visibly mad.
"AAAAAAAA!!!" I yell out in pain.
Jason grabbed the base of my ponytail and pulled me up, he wordlessly stared at my face before, *smack*.
A loud slap resonates across my room, my face red with tears running down my face as I put my hands over my face. He shakes my head vigorously by my ponytail, I could feel his hands clawed up and his grip tightening over my hair as a constant pain starts in my head.
