After Ella left, due to a family commitment, Martin just lay on the bed staring at the ceiling recalling what just happened. He had just had a woman, a goddess, grind out a contraction on his clothed cock.
He couldn't resist unzipping his jeans, releasing his cock to start stroking. His cock head was wet from the pre-cum generated by Ella's pussy lips rubbing up and down the shaft. Martin rubbed his thumb, coating it in the thick clear liquid and then tasted it - "mmm". It wasn't long before he was shooting a long stream of hot white liquid, heart racing. He couldn't wait to taste Ella's moisture.
Ella drove away from the hotel, feeling her pussy still wet and contracting. She smiled as the memories came back, wondering where that passion had come from. This was all very new and never had a man turned her on so much. She surprised herself with the domination, taking charge and control that was exerted in the heat of the moment. There was a carnal lust that Martin had tapped into.
She needed a shower before going out with her family - there was a heavy scent of her pussy in the air, or at least that is what she imagined. Turning the shower on, waiting for the hot water, Ella stripped down, holding up her clearly visibly wet smeared pants. She shot a smile at herself in the mirror, as she covered her breasts and snapped a seductive photo. She sent it to Martin with the view-once feature.
Martin had just finished cleaning up his afternoon buildup when he heard his photo beep. He clicked the photo icon from Ella, and upon seeing it nearly dropped the phone. It flashed in front of his eyes for 5 seconds then disappeared. He tried to see it again - it was gone forever. "fuck me" Martin mouthed in slow motion as he quickly forced his mind to mentally store that vision.
He shot back a "wow" reply, but after doing it, instantly regretted it. "wow"? That's the best he could do! Before he could think of an alternative, Ella had a reply sitting waiting "glad you like it".
They exchanged a few more messages and agreed to meet the following evening for a walk. Apparently there was a lake nearby that Ella was keen to show Martin. He would have welcomed a walk around a rubbish tip, as long as it was with this angel.
Sunday evening eventually came around, as both waited anxiously as to what was going to happen. Ella arrived just as daylight faded and after Martin jumped in, she sped off. Martin felt a little emboldened, what with the grinding on his cock the day prior, and as Ella drove, pulled back her hair a little, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She giggled and blushed.
Martin put his hand on her thigh, and was rubbing it slowly, as it was met with hers stroking the back of his. Martin could feel his cock rising again from this little touch alone. What power did this woman have over him?
Ella drove a while, in and out of back streets, completely losing Martin's sense of direction. She pulled into a nondescript dark parking lot. Stopping the car, putting it into park, she proclaimed "we are here".
Martin looked around confused, "and where is here exactly?".
Ella grabbed his head, and delivered a long deep kiss. "Wherever we are, I already like it," remarked Martin.
They jumped out of the car, with Martin subtly positioning his hard protruding cock before Ella came round and noticed. Taking his hand, she led him towards what was a street lamp in the distance and as they got closer Martin could see it was a flight of steps going up the hill.
Though there was a bit of a scene playing out as two families were arguing intensely at the bottom of the steps with the police now arriving. No one seemed to notice the Indian angel with her white guy, walk through the middle and up the steps.
Arriving at the top, they were met with a huge lake, with a circular path with the far off lights bouncing off the surface. "See? I told you there was a lake. Let's walk."
They walked for a few minutes before Ella took Martin down to the wall on the shore line. They sat down and admired the view. Martin reached over and gave Ella a huge kiss and she reacted with her low toned murmurs.
"You know there are public decency laws in India, we aren't allowed to be showing such physical affections" she whispered with a knowing smile. Martin shot up right, as if caught touching himself by his mother, looking horrified and innocent at the same time.
Ella giggled. "Are you serious?" a nervous Martin asked as he looked around to see who else was close to them. He spotted a few couples who were suspiciously not holding hands, throwing his brain into overthinking mode.
She assured him it was true, as she leaned over, only an inch from his ear and whispered "so doing this would be unlawful", as she grabbed a handful of his cock through his jeans. Martin let out a shocked yelp, not sure if it was due to the illicit act or that Ella had been so daring to reach to touch him.
Either way, the last thing he wanted was the local headlines to read "Man arrested for sexual assault beside local beauty spot". He stood up quickly, stepped away, fixing himself, hurriedly looking around, imagining a police man standing tapping his baton staring him down.
Ella laughed at this scene playing out, stood up and walked over to Martin to assure him no one was around. She had her fun now, and didn't want to scare the poor foreigner from never coming back. There was more exploration to be done, she mused.
Taking Martin's hand she walked them both up the bank onto the path. Once on the path, Martin quickly let go of her hand and stepped a good 2ft away. "Devil woman, you are going to create an international incident!" he snorted at her. Ella was finding this all very amusing, but thought better of it and decided to comply with the poor man's request.
They found the steps, walked down them slowly, Martin relieved to see the police had since vacated as his heart was racing. Jumping in the car, Ella reached over and grabbed his crotch area again "now where was I?" as she continued to knead his cock in her palm.
Martin was in shock, but was welcoming her touch, he could feel himself getting harder to her touch. After a few minutes, he reached over to find between her legs. He got so close when she grabbed his hand, pulled it away "oh no, not yet". argh thought Martin, what was she doing? He was so disappointed at not feeling the heat between this angel's thighs.
The car burst into life, and they were soon tearing through the streets of a quiet India town. There was a lot of stroking of thighs, and kissing at stop lights as they drove, each one building the other up into a heightened sexual tension. They eventually got back to the hotel.
Martin plucked up the courage and asked "do you want to come up for a little bit?" as he opened up the door. Ella shot a smile at him and said "okay, but only for a little bit", as she jumped out of the car and gave the keys to the hotel valet. Once more they strode through the hotel lobby heading for the elevators, trying once more to hide the lust in their eyes from anyone looking on.
As they entered the room, on the 6th floor, it was lit by the large window that overlooked the city. Martin went to the desk and put on some music, as Ella kneeled on the sofa, head resting on elbows, with her back to the room looking out over the city. He admired this silhouette, and took a moment to take in this beautiful view of Ella against the city skyline.
Martin walked around the back of Ella, moved his hands up the sides of her legs, as she moaned in acceptance. He continued his hands up the small of her back to her shoulders as he stepped closer, so she could feel his hard cock against her ass. She pushed back in, as Martin found her shoulders, leant over and nibbled at her neck while stroking at her hair.
Ella was enjoying this attention, as Martin's hands slowly explored her body, as his fingers set her skin alive with tingling sensations. His hands fell to the side of her hips, as he grabbed her ass and pulled her in closer to feel his hardness against her. This was a new sensation, before her ass had never featured in any foreplay - but now she was liking it.
She turned around, and sat on the couch, her head at the same level as Martin's cock, and she could see it bulging out of his pants. Before Ella could reach up and touch it, Martin's hands found her head, caressed her cheeks, ran his hands down the side of her body, as she closed her eyes, losing herself in the moment. Martin found the bottom of her top, grabbed both sides, and pulled it up over her head, revealing her beautiful top, with just a small bra, barely containing her ample breasts.
Ella reached for Martin's belt, and quickly unfastened it, letting his jeans fall to the ground, exposing his boxer pants, struggling to contain the cock that was stretching at the cotton. She could see there was a damp spot where his head was, the amount of pre-cum being produced was turning her on, she could feel her pussy pulsating in response to this sight.
Martin gently lifted Ella up now in a standing position, as he pulled off his t-shirt exposing his naked skin - she took it in, seeing his manly, slightly hairy chest. He reached down, found her jeans, unbuttoned and then slowly moved down, using his tongue to trace a line from her chin, right down her front, between her breasts, to her belly button, while still pulling down her jeans in one smooth motion.
She held Martin's head as he went down, and gently unhooked her feet from the pant legs, suddenly feeling very exposed standing in-front of this man in just underwear, yet something was very right about it. They embraced one another, feeling their full near naked bodies pressed up against one another. Martin slowly moved them over to the bed, where they kneeled on the bed, with tongues deeply buried in each other's mouths and arms busily pulling each other in.
Given the poor light of the room, Martin could not truly see this beautiful lady, but caught the odd glimpse as they moved around - he was eagerly taking in every flash. He spun her around, once again putting her on her front with her ass up in the air. He laid down on top of her, as placing his cock in the crevasse of her ass, as he traced his tongue up her back, taking in each taste of her skin, as he moved up to her shoulders then ears, running his wet tongue over her ears, sending Ella writhing under his body in pleasure.
He moved back down her body, finally reaching her buttocks. He stopped and admired her perfectly formed ass, running his hands around over them. Ella's pants were still on, but he ignored those, and ran his nose over all, sending her to wiggle her cheeks in response. This was all new to her, no one had given this much attention to her ass before.
He gently nibbled on her ass, and taking the top of her pants he slipped them down to below her cheeks, exposing her beautiful ass to his tongue. He ran his nose around again, skin on skin, moving up and down her ass crack, stopping short of her ass hole. Knowing her pants were down he flipped her over, exposing her pussy.
