I don’t have time for men, or dating, so I pretend like that’s not something I need. But then, people like this movie theatre guy come along, and...I feel my hormones rushing, reawakening. Despite the AC, my blood is rushing and warming my skin. I look over at him again. Short, cropped blond hair. He looks tall, his body looks good. I only see his profile, but he has a strong jaw, strong nose. He looks very European. Not usually my type, but something about his confidence makes my stomach drop.. So, I was going through the email I received and there was this guy who wanted to share his story and it was erotic and authentic (my guess) so decided to narrate it. I am going to write on his behalf now.Hey guys its Sandeepan here, you can call me Sandy, though. I am 21 years old and currently employed at a bank here in Kolkata. Btw I am 5.8 ft tall, brown and have a quite muscular body. I am an avid reader of Indian sex stories so I wanted to share my experience which happened a few months. Saliva was dripping off his shaft."You are doing good, but let me show you how to do it."Sara smiled as she gripped the lower part of Jamal's cock with her latex hands. Her soft lips wrapped around him and she dove down all the way to his balls. I couldn't believe it. My wife was sucking this guy like he was nothing. She'd deep throat him a few times and only once gagged."That is how you suck it you sissy bitch. Now get him off!"Sara got on the bed right behind me and spread her legs. I glanced. All I could manage for a reply was a slight nod of my head. Slowly Sophia moved closer to my now bare cock, her warm breath surrounding and exciting my shaft and balls. She licked her lips and placed a kiss between my two balls. All I did was let out a long satisfying moan and sunk back into the chair and ready to enjoy what was coming. The next kiss was just above my balls where my shaft began. She kissed all the way up my shaft, licking her lips between each kiss. The best and last kiss she.