Shemale sex confession part 3 Desi gay sex story
After our first intense meet-and-fuck session, I returned to my flat and collapsed on my bed to relax. I was exhausted because she fucked me hard, and my asshole was still sore from her big dick’s relentless pounding. Thinking about her and that massive cock, I fell asleep within minutes.
That evening, around 8:00–8:30 PM, I woke up, freshened up, and had dinner. Afterward, I opened Grindr to check if she was online. To my surprise, I found a message from her: “Hey, are you alright? How was the experience?” I replied, “I’m alright, and I’ve never enjoyed anal sex with anyone like that before.” After some casual chit-chat, I asked if she wanted to meet again. She responded, “Yes, I’d love to meet again and explore some new things in bed with you.” I was thrilled to hear that.
The next day, after returning from the office, I messaged her to see if she was available that night. She replied that she wasn’t in Pune but would return the following day with a surprise for me. I couldn’t stop wondering what the surprise could be. That evening, I got a message from a blank profile on Grindr. We started chatting—normal stuff, no photo sharing, just talking about our likes and where we lived.
The next morning was Saturday, my day off, so I woke up late around 11:30 AM and got ready by noon. I texted her to check if she had reached Pune. She replied that she was on her way and would arrive in 15–20 minutes, asking me to meet her at her place. I was eagerly waiting to see her and have another hardcore session, with a few ideas of my own to try in bed. When I arrived at her place, I knocked on the door.
It was open, and she was in the kitchen. Hearing the knock, she came to the hall and greeted me with a smile.
She was wearing a tight, thigh-high one-piece dress that showed off every curve of her body. Her thigh tattoos were fully visible. I stepped inside, hugged her tightly, grabbed her ass, and started squeezing it. We locked lips, smooching and sucking each other’s tongues. While squeezing her ass, I slowly lifted her dress above her waist and was shocked to find she wasn’t wearing any panties. I moved my hands to her bare butt, squeezing and feeling it, then spread her cheeks and pressed my middle finger against her asshole. We were both getting horny, kissing passionately for 5–6 minutes. I could feel her hard dick pressing against mine. We separated and quickly undressed each other.
In the next moment, we were naked. She asked where I wanted to get fucked—on the couch or the mattress. I chose the couch. I told her to fuck my throat first. She instructed me to lie on the sofa with my head hanging off the edge. I did as she said, and she approached, holding her tight 6.5-inch dick. She placed it on my lips, and I opened my mouth, letting her slide it in slowly, feeling every inch as it entered my throat. Her balls touched my face, and she held it there for a few seconds before pulling out to let me breathe.
Then she went back in, balls deep, starting with slow strokes but picking up speed after a few minutes. She fucked my throat like a piston for another five minutes, gripping my neck as she got close to orgasm. She screamed, “I’m cumming!” and released deep in my throat. I felt her cum flow down to my stomach. I swallowed it all, got up, and drank some water.
She held me tightly, kissed my forehead, and asked if I was okay. I said I was fine and ready for the next round. We lay on the couch, kissing and stroking each other’s cocks for a while. After about 30 minutes, she got up, went to the kitchen, lit a cigarette, and returned with a glass of juice for me.
I drank it while she smoked, walking around the hall naked. When she finished her cigarette, she lay on the mattress and asked me to come over. I jumped on her, and we started kissing again. I grabbed her boobs, squeezing them hard as we kissed and smooched for 5–10 minutes. She then suggested we get into the 69 position. I took her soft dick—still recovering from the throat-fucking session—and started licking it from balls to tip, making it harden. Meanwhile, she rimmed my asshole for a couple of minutes, then applied lube and finger-fucked me to spread it.
Suddenly, I felt something thicker than her fingers enter my asshole. At first, I thought it might be her thumb or multiple fingers, but as it went deeper, I realized it wasn’t fingers. I pulled her dick out of my mouth and looked back to see her pushing something big inside me. It felt deep, and I noticed two balls-like shapes against my butt. I closed my eyes, reached back, and was shocked to find it was a massive silicone dildo—bigger and thicker than her dick. She stroked it in and out faster.
I had barely managed her 6.5-inch dick last time, but this dildo was 8–9 inches long and about 6 inches thick. After 10 minutes of her ramming my ass with it, I couldn’t hold back and came on her belly without touching myself. Exhausted, I collapsed next to her and examined the dildo. I asked where she got it, and she said she bought it in Mumbai the previous evening just for our fun.
She hadn’t cum since the throat-fucking, so she got up, positioned me in missionary, and placed a pillow under my waist. She put on a condom, applied lube, and thrust her dick in without warning. After the dildo, her dick felt smaller at first, but as my asshole adjusted, I felt her fully.
She fucked me for 10 minutes, simultaneously jerking me off. We both moaned loudly, approaching our second orgasms. We came at the same time, and she collapsed on me. We kissed for a few minutes to catch our breath.
Afterward, we went to the bathroom, showered, and freshened up. I got dressed, and she brought more juice and fruits. We sat on the couch, and she told me to go home and rest for a few days because she was planning something special for our next session. We hugged, kissed, and said goodbye.
