Sandya sits in the lobby of the Cinnamon Grand Hotel Colombo; the hotel in which she had her wedding reception almost two years ago to the love of her life. She looks down at her left hand and starts twirling her wedding ring. She smiles to her self, takes a deep breath, and pulls her phone out of her handbag. She has a message; “OK, Have fun! I love you” it read. She types a quick reply, “Thank you. I love you too”.
“Shall we?” asked a deep voice. She put her phone back into her purse and looked up at her date. He extended his his hand to assist her to get up from her seat.
“Yes we shall!” she responded, as she uncrossed her legs and took his hand to stand up. They held hands as they walked up to the elevator.
“Thank you for the lovely dinner, Jameel.” She said as they stood waiting for the elevator to come down to the lobby. She leaned in closer to him, and grabbed his forearm with her other hand. She had to look up at him, because she’s was 5′ 5″ and he was 6′ 1″.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it!” he replied, a big smile on his face as he looked down at her and kissed her forehead.
The elevator doors opened and Sandya saw their reflection on the mirror. Looking directly at the couple in the mirror, a fair skinned lady curled up to a dark skinned man. She felt excited and scared at the same time. They enter the elevator and head up to his room.
Jameel was a friend of Sandya’s husband. They knew each other for quite a long time; from when he was an undergraduate at Columbia University. The tall and handsome 28 year old owned well built athletic body. His head was shaved, but he had a short beard which felt like sand paper when touched. That night he wore a pair of blue Polyester slacks and an athletic fit checked blue and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His brown belt matched the brown leather strap of his Longines watch and his brown leather shoes which were a shade darker.
The elevator doors opened.
“This way… My room is right at the end.” Jameel lead the way turning to his right.
The hallway is empty. They walked together slowly. She was impressed as to what a gentleman Jameel had been all night. He never made any passes at her, didn’t try to touch her inappropriately, nor did he even say or hint at anything naughty. They had a very nice conversation; talking about work, their interests and got to know each other.
The reason that she agreed to this, was because she was turned on by the concept of being with a black man. And the few online interactions she had with Jameel were pleasant, which is why they got this far. But at this very moment, as she walked with him to his hotel room, she felt that they had a connection; She actually liked him and was looking forward to what was to happen next.
Sandya and her husband have always been open sexually. They lost their virginity to each other at the age of 19. They couldn’t make the long distance relationship work when he moved to New York for his undergraduate studies, and broke up. However, they got back together when he returned to Sri Lanka. He dated an Indian girl from the university while she had a two different boyfriends during their time apart. From the day they got back together there had never been a dull moment in the bed room, or any other room for that matter.
The topic of black men and the Internet’s obsession with sex with them came up after a businessman from Rwanda started flirting with Sandya while relaxing by the pool at the Hikka Tranz hotel during their 1st year anniversary getaway. And it was quite a coincidence that Jameel reached out to Sandya’s husband, a month after the incident, about visiting Sri Lanka during his next vacation. She was always suspicious as to how it worked out so easily.
“Here we are.” Said Jameel bursa eskort as he stopped at the penultimate room of the hallway.
He swiped the key card and swung open the door. “After you..” he added, slipping the key card to the card holder inside the room and holding the door open for her.
Sandya walked into the room, as Jameel locked the door behind them. With each step she took she inspected the room, expecting it to be a mess; but, she was pleasantly surprised, to find that it was kept very well.
She walked to the middle of the room and turned around to face Jameel who was slipping out of his shoes and walking towards her.
“Did I tell you that you look amazing?” Jameel asked, a sly smile across his face.
“Yes… yes, you did!” Sandya replied, she could feel herself blushing. “I don’t mind hearing that over and over again!” she added, smiled and winked.
Sandya wanted to look good for tonight – especially to make her husband jealous. She got a mani-pedi that morning, and visited the saloon in the afternoon where she got her eyebrows done. Yesterday, she had the first appointment at “Honey Pot” where she got a Brazilian Wax. The Olive colored front wrap dress she wore was from GFLOCK. It was a short dress, ending about 5 inches above her knee with short sleeves and a deep cut which showed off her cleavage. The dress fitted her perfectly; she fell it love with it the moment she saw herself in the mirror in the fit on room at the store. Underneath she wore unlined floral embroidered black lace pushup bra and a matching embroidered black lace thong. A simple gold necklace with pendent that read “Sandya” rested just above the crack of her cleavage adorned her neck. She stood in a pair of 4 inch Stilettos. Her nails painted with a transparent gloss that had a hit of glitter in them. She used a transparent gloss lipstick that brought out the natural color in her lips.
Jameel walked right up to her. Sandya placed her clutch purse on the side table. Jameel brushed the hair off her forehead, and ran his fingers along the side of her face and stopped under her chin. He then gently lifted her face up towards him and leaned in for a kiss. It was the first time their lips met. Sandya felt herself getting on her toes and putting her weight on Jameel and her eyes closed and she kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around him, as he, for the first time, placed his hand on her lower back and slowly moved it down caressing her buttocks.
She knew at that moment, that Jameel had her right where he wanted. He played his hand perfectly throughout the night, measuring her up and tantalizing her ever so slightly with his charm and building up to this moment. She wanted him! She wanted him so badly, that she could feel the wetness between her legs.
He was now lightly squeezing her buttocks as they kissed, more intensely than a few minutes ago. Sanday, tugged at his shirt, pulling out the part that was tucked into his pants. She then started undoing the buttons, as he hunched in giving her room to do so. She opened his shirt and ran her hands over his pecks and abs. Jameel broke the kiss so that he could get himself out of the shirt, a mischievous smile crossed his face, as Sandya started kissing his naked chest.
When he took his shirt off and tossed it to the side, Sandya stopped what she was doing and took a few steps back. Without saying a word, she started undoing the knot on the side of her dress that wrapped around her. She gazed at the floral pattern on the carpet and avoided making eye contact with him. The dress loosened around her, as she reached up with both hands to grabbed the neckline of the dress with her thumb and index finger.
She slowly looked up at Jameel.
Their eyes met.
She bit her lower lip bursa bayan escort and sensually opened the dress. It slipped off her shoulders and fell onto her elbows. While releasing the fabric from her grip, she elongated her arms and let the dress fall onto the carpet around her feet. She felt a rush! She felt both confident and shy at the same time.
“Wow!” said Jameel, as he took two steps towards her and lunged into kiss her.
Sandya giggled, and lifted her arms up and wrapped her arms around his neck as the kissed. Jameel slid his hands down her back and started tapping and squeezing her naked butt cheeks.
“I want to see it…” whispered Sandya as Jameel kissed her neck and unclasped her bra.
“See what?” asked Jameel in a playful tone.
“You know… your… your… your cock…” she stammered in response.
“Are you sure you’re ready for it?” he asked her, running his fingers along her open back.
Sandya pulled away from him, cupping her bra with her hands and not letting it fall of. She looked directly into Jameel’s eyes. A confident “Yes.” left her lips as she took off her bra and threw it to a side and gave him a Superman pose.
“Kneel down!” replied Jameel. He wasn’t one to back down from a challenge. “Kneel down!” he repeated in a commanding voice when he though she was about to question him.
Sandya obeyed. Bringing her knees together she bent into a squatting position and transitioned into a kneeling position with elegance; she then placed her hands on her thighs and rested her buttocks on her heels and looked up at her lover standing tall above her.
Jameel took a step forward to get closer to her. He didn’t say anything. He just stood there. Sandya felt her heart beating in her chest. She shifted her weight, straightened her body and reached for his belt and undid it. She looked up at Jameel as she popped the button on his trouser and pulled down the zipper. He was looking down at her; he winked and made a kissing shape with his lips. Keeping eye contact with him, she slipped her thumbs into his pants at the waist and pushed it down.
She looked down at his crotch, he wore a gray trunk. It was super tight on him. She realized it was because of the huge bulge protruding towards her. A naughty smile came to her face. She stroked the bulge with the tips of her fingers, and without a second thought, grabbed the waistband of his underwear.
Jameel’s cock sprang out of his trunks when Sandya yanked it down.
“Hah!” she yelped in glee and threw her self back on to her heels. Her eyes widened and she couldn’t contain the smile on her face when she got a proper view of his cock.
“Ït’s so BIG…” she said, looking up at him, still smiling from ear to ear.
Jameel was without a doubt very well-endowed. His big black circumcised cock measured 8 and a half inches when fully erect. Not only was he gifted with length, he also had girth.
Sandya reached up with her right hand, palm facing up, and let his cock head rest on her palm, she moved it up and down as if checking it’s weight and realized he wasn’t fully erect. She then grabbed his cock like a singer grabs a mic; the tip of her middle finger touched her thumb as she wrapped her fingers around it. She began stroking him and felt him get harder, she smelt his pre-cum as a few drops oozed out of him.
Leaning in, she licked the base of his cock head. She paused a moment to gather some spit in her mouth to wet her tongue and licked it again. A few short licks followed, and she popped his cock head into her mouth and pulled it out again. She did it again, swallowing the tip of his cock and pulling it out again. After repeating this action a few times, she started taking more of his cock bursa ucuz escort into her mouth until his cock head hit the back of her throat and made her gag. She pulled out and gathered herself. She stroked him a little and started sucking him.
She stroked his shaft while rotating her wrists with her right hand as she sucked him. Her left hand rests on his left butt cheek give it a light squeeze from time to time. She really got into sucking his cock; alternating between shallow sucking and deep throating him. When she needs to take a breather, she does so while licking the underside of his cock head like a lollypop, making eye contact with him.
“Oooh! You’re really good at this!” said Jameel enjoying Sandya’s tongue dancing on the underside of his cock head.
“Thank you!” she replied in between licks, a big smile on her face; She kissed the tip of his cock, swallowed it again and continued her performance.
Sandya loved the feedback. The first and only cock that she had sucked on until now belong to her husband. And from that first time, she has absolutely loved performing fellatio. So much so that she read articles online and took pointers from porn movies that she watched with her husband.
Jameel was sincere about his comments, he enjoyed her performance immensely. Never did he expect a Sri Lankan woman, who had only ever been with her husband to perform such amazing oral sex. As good as she was, he now wanted get on with things.
He grabbed her from her arms and helped her to her feet. He began kissing her and pulled her close. He used his body weight, and moved her over to the bed. When the reached the foot of the bed, he again grabbed her by her arms and helped her to sit on it. He removed the pants and underwear that was still around his ankles and knelt down between her legs. Given his height they were almost face to face. They started kissing again, and Jameel started working his way down along her body. Taking time kissing her neck, and then down to her breasts; kissing and biting them and playing with her nipples with his tongue. Soft moans left her lips as he did so.
He continued down to her stomach and belly button as Sandya layed back on the bed. He reached the waist band of her lace thong and could smell the aroma of her pussy; he felt the wetness of her thong as he kissed her on her pussy. He grabbed the waist band of her thong and pulled it down, She helped him by lifting her hips and raising her legs up in the air. She scooted back a bit on the bed, and spread her legs for him; resting her torso on her elbows and looking at him.
“You’re such a beautiful woman!” said Jameel, looking at the prize before him.
Sandya was beaming from ear to ear. She didn’t respond, but just winked at him.
Jameel began running his fingers over her pussy, he then leaned in and started kissing the insides of her thighs until he reached her pussy. He planted a few kisses, and gave her a lick. Which was well received by a soft “Yes…” from Sandya.
He then made him self comfortable, sliding his hands under her thighs and getting close to her pussy. He moistened his tongue and lips before continuing. He played with her clit with his tongue and sucked on it lightly. He then alternated between that and the Pancake method; placing his tongue at the bottom of her vulva and moving his head up while keeping his tongue relaxed as it passed over her clit.
Sandya loved it! She moved her hips to indicate that she approved of what her lover was doing down there. She exhaled deeply as he played with her pussy. Jameel had a big tongue, and he definitely knew what he was doing. She let him go on for a while; she hadn’t had her pussy eaten in a long time.
Sandya, placed her palm on Jameels forehead pushed his head away from her pussy. She sat up on the bed as if possessed. He was surprised by the abrupt stop. But she was scooting up onto the middle of the bed. She rested her head on the pillows, and spread her legs in missionary position whilst biting her lips and giving him the “come here” signal with her index finger.