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by Naveed
Rated: XGC · Short Story · Erotica · #2130340
Looks can be deceiving
"Hello, Mehwish."

She felt her knees go weak at the sound of his deep, authoritative voice. Turning to meet him, a wide smile spread across her lips.


The two stared at one another for a long moment, taking each other in. It had been a month since they last met and 29 days too long in Mehwish's opinion.

"Good to see you again," he commented.

"And you," she replied, continuing the idle conversation.

He took her aside and whispered in her ear.

"I can't wait any longer. I'm in room 211. Meet me in ten minutes."

He broke away from her and plastered on a smile, speaking louder for anyone in the nearby vicinity to hear.

"Well, it was nice to see you again. Take care."

She nodded and watched him walk off, shifting uncomfortably as she felt the heat and wetness already beginning under her skirt. He had said ten minutes, but she was barely able to make it to five.

As she took the stairs to the second floor, she smirked at how she couldn’t even picture this man naked until only a month ago and now all she could think of during their entire conversation was the potentially bulging manhood hidden inside his pants.


As Mehwish got to the top of the stairs and walked down the hallway of the second floor, images flashed in her mind of their first time together... and all the times since.

She remembered grabbing him roughly by the hair and pushing his face into her aching womanhood, his tongue probing her aching depths.

She remembered being handcuffed and bent over the bathroom counter as Danish pounded into her from behind, grunting as he filled her with his hot seed.

And she especially remembered when they had brought each other to an intensely powerful climax, her sucking his erect manhood to completion as her own juices flooded his mouth. Before that night, a month ago, she never knew she could want a man so badly whom she couldn’t even picture a fantasy with previously.

By the time she reached Room 211, her body was positively humming with excitement, her panties soaked with anticipation.

She knocked on the door, which was swiftly answered by Danish, who grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her inside. The door swung shut and he shoved her up against the wall, pressing his body against hers as his tongue explored her mouth. She responded in kind, wasting no time in fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, hurrying to undress him.

He hiked up her skirt and hooked his thumbs inside the elastic waistband of her thong, tugging it down and letting it fall to the floor. With his shirt off, Mehwish went for his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his rigid shaft. He wasted no time picking her up and dropping her on his rod. She groaned in pleasure as she wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him even deeper inside her. Danish groaned as she felt her wet heat envelop his member, and he shoved her up against the wall, driving into her over and over again, both moaning and panting with arousal.

It wasn't long before Mehwish's moans intensified as her body writhed against him, charging toward her release. With one last deep thrust, Danish felt Mehwish explode around his cock, her muscles spasming and contracting around his throbbing member. She cinched her legs around his waist even tighter as he felt her ride out an intense orgasm, her juices flowing freely from her as she continued to grind against him.

When she finished, her heavy-lidded eyes rose to meet his.

"Good, baby?"

She could only nod her agreement as he moved over to the bed.

"Now it's my turn," he laughed, dropping her on the bed and turning her over.

Mehwish grunted as he positioned her on the bed, pulling her onto all fours and roughly plunging into her from behind. She cried out in pleasure as she felt him burying himself to the hilt. She groaned as she felt him pull almost all the way out of her, then slide entirely back into her, his length filling her completely. Her hand absently went down to her engorged clit, which she rubbed feverishly as he hammered into her.

After only a few minutes, she felt another orgasm building inside her as Danish grunted and climaxed himself, his hot fluids spilling into her as she quickly reached her second orgasm of the evening. She felt her juices run freely down her thighs as she cried out again, her muscles clenching his manhood tightly, milking every last drop of cum from his cock.

They collapsed onto the bed together, holding one another as they came down from their euphoric high. It was in this afterglow that they finally finished undressing. Mehwish took off her blouse, followed by the lacy red bra that had been concealing her large breasts. Danish marveled at her impressive assets, taking one of her erect nipples between his fingers and twisting it playfully, eliciting a passionate moan from her.


Now unencumbered by clothes, they were free to embrace and explore one another's bodies. Danish delighted in the soft firmness of Mehwish's body... the way her supple features hid the lean muscle that she maintained with frequent trips to the gym. Her body was curvy in all the right places, with a fatty stomach and thick legs. His, by contrast, could have been more ordinary. But he sure knew how to make an impression with it.

His eyes devoured her naked body, and she immediately turned red with embarrassment, feeling the need to cover up. At the same time, she felt arousal, sexier than she had ever felt before. She never thought this man could look at her with eyes like that... eyes that devoured every inch of her body... eyes that burned with nothing but a pure, animalistic desire to ravish completely ravish her willing body.

For his part, he loved her adventurous spirit. He loved the way she was so full of life and willing to do just about anything in the name of experiencing new sensations, even though she claimed she was uninterested most of the times.

After staring at one another for a time, they averted their eyes, somewhat embarrassed and unsure of how to proceed.

He delicately brushed a strand of hair away from her face and cupped his hand on the back of her head, pulling her in to a soft and sensual kiss. She responded in kind and soon their tongues were dancing together as their pulses began to race and their blood started to boil again. His hands went to work on his back as they moved around with absolute freedom, from the bottom of her neck to her hips. Little did he know that Mehwish’s back had always been the difference between her high sex drive or sexual disinterest.

Danish soon broke away from the kiss, moving his lips down to plant soft, sensual kisses along her jaw line, then down her neck and across her chest. Mehwish felt her body responding as he lavished attention on the erect nipples atop her firm breasts. She whimpered softly as he continued to tease her pebbled flesh. His talented tongue continued its journey downward, tracing along her heaving chest and flat stomach, and past her navel as it continued its southbound journey to her aching sex. She had already cum twice, but her body was hungry for more as he passed her thin landing strip of pubic hair and reached her wetness.

It didn't take much teasing on Danish's part before Angela spread her legs wide, enticing him to encircle her throbbing clit with his mouth alternating between teasing it with his tongue and sucking gently on it until she was once again moaning and writhing under his expert ministrations. Her back arched to meet him every time his tongue probed her opening, and soon she was on the brink of another shuddering orgasm.

But he stopped, just short of her release, leaving her hovering on the edge of ecstasy, desperately thrusting her hips upward, in search of his tongue.

"Not yet," he teased.

She groaned in frustration as he moved away from her unsatisfied body, going over to retrieve something from his suitcase. Angela realized it was a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs. She allowed him to take her wrists and cuff them through a space in the headboard above her. Once her wrists were secure, he gently placed the blindfold over her eyes. With her sight completely cut off, she had no idea what he was up to, or what he had in store for her next.

The anticipation was killing her, heightening her arousal beyond anything she thought she could handle. She rubbed her thighs together in an effort to find some release, but Danish soon put an end to that as he wrapped something around one of her ankles and pulled it tight, spreading her leg wide to one side before repeating the same on the other, until she felt both of herself stretched wide apart, leaving her desperate womanhood open to whatever Danish had in mind.

Seeing Angela bound spread-eagle on the bed made his cock stir, and he considered abandoning his plans entirely and just ravaging her right then and there. But he managed to control his urges and finish his preparations.

With her body primed and ready, Danish took a large vibrator out of his bag and carefully pressed it against Angela's wet, accessible opening. Angela moaned in response, unable to see what was invading her... only knowing that it was driving her crazy. Once Danish had the vibrator securely in place, he stepped back and admired his handiwork.

Manipulating a small remote control in his hand, he heard a faint buzzing, followed by Angela moaning. After a moment, the buzzing stopped.

"Did you like that?" Danish asked, teasing her again.

She could only nod her head in affirmation.

"I have it set for three-second intervals," he explained. "Three seconds on, fifteen seconds off. Should be just enough to keep you on the edge, without pushing you over."

He laughed as he turned it on again, watching her body writhe as much as it could in her bound condition, then go slack when the vibrations stopped.

In Angela's dark world, her heart was racing and her mind was on the verge of insanity as she felt yet another short burst of pleasure, bringing her damn near the verge of ecstasy, only to stop just short of her completion. She grunted in frustration as her hips bucked, thrusting up into the air at nothing. In her bound state, she was in no position to do anything other than lay there and let Danish have his fun.

"I'll be right back," Danish said, with a hint of laughter in his voice. "You stay right here and enjoy."
What??? He's not really going to leave me like this...

Her thoughts were answered by the sound of the room door opening and closing, followed by another jolt of pleasure between her legs. She cried as her orgasm swelled up inside her, only to be cruelly taken away moments before her release.

She was alone in her dark world, left to do little more than count the agonizingly long seconds until her next infusion of pleasure.

In reality, Danish hadn't gone anywhere. He opened and closed the door while he was still in the room, then crept back to watch Angela intently while she writhed around on the bed, in a constant state of near-orgasm. He admired her beautiful body as her muscles flexed and trembled with anticipation. Sweat covered her quivering body, which made her even more beautiful to Danish. She had fat, a lot of it, but Danish found it to be in just the right places.

After watching her for several glorious minutes, Danish decided to grant her release. He crept up on his bound lover and quickly made his move.

Angela jumped when she felt him.

He tricked me! He never-

All coherent thought left her body as Danish grasped one of her sensitive nipples in each of his hands, tweaking them sharply between his thumbs and forefinger, which caused her to cry out in pain. Danish then cranked up the vibrator and left it on, moving one hand to her clit and massaging it while the other continued to pinch her aching nipples.

Angela's body convulsed and shook as the most intense orgasm of her life approached and came crashing down around her. With hips bucking wildly, her back arched painfully as her body shuddered and released. Every muscle in her body spasmed violently, causing her fist to ball up and her toes to curl as wave after wave of rapturous pleasure swept through her body. It seemed to go on forever... as soon as it felt like her body might finally be finished, it began shuddering all over again.

Danish continued to manipulate her body until he was certain every ounce of pleasure had been drawn out of her exhausted body.

When the ecstasy subsided, Angela's body went slack and she drifted off into blissful unconsciousness.

She awoke later to the sunlight filtering in through the blinds. She blinked her eyes and adjusted to the light, stretching out her sore limbs. Danish wasn't there. She vaguely remembered losing consciousness at some point; he must have unbound her while she slept.

Fresh in her mind was the memory of the most intense sexual gratification she had ever felt.

She slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom, figuring that she'd take a quick shower and wash up before Danish came back. If they hurried, maybe there'd be time for a morning quickie before they both boarded their respective planes and headed back to their respective lives.

I definitely owe him after last night!
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