Sometimes I like (f)ingers (m)ore | 2016

Alan and I met on Tinder. He said he liked my smile and the map I stood in front of in my profile picture. Beside our love for Bollywood flicks, we both had a mutual case of wanderlust and other lustful things. We're both Asian, though different from me, he is Indian. He was very comfortable with anything and everything sexual, pushing me beyond borders of normality to kinks. He really let me experiment with his body and use it anyway I liked.

We started messaging first, then quickly moved to texting, sexting and phone sex. Alan was a Phd candidate at the U for Aerospace Physics. During his labs, I'd send him raunchy sexts and nudes. This time, I sent him a pic of my pussy after playing with it(the exact picture is linked down below). Minutes later, he called me from the mens restroom, dick out, hard and throbbing, pleading to hear my voice. Since I worked from home at the time, it was easy to send nudes, even more so, have phone sex. I'd finger fuck myself while imagining his cock inside me. Oh God, I wanted it bad but still had my reserves on meeting guys from online at the time. Once he knew no one was in the bathroom, he explicitly told me shit that made me cum hard, making him lose his shit and jizz everywhere. I told him to send me a pic of his cock and cum once he finished. I still masturbate to that pic today.

One night, Alan finally convinced me to have coffee with him. He suggested coffee first then if we weren't vibin', I can dip. I figured if were in the public, nothing harmful can be done. I agreed and we made plans to meet the next day at noon. Before meeting up with Alan, I had a meeting and during my meeting, Alan texted me. He didn't masturbate last night or this morning, which he usually does, because he was saving himself for me. That was enough to make it rain down there. I was wearing a dress so I hoped nothing dripped down my legs. I was excited and so nervous to meet him, that concentrating at my meeting was impossible.

The meeting ran longer than expected and I texted Alan that I was running late. He was already at the coffeeshop and offered to get me a iced chai latté, which was my favorite. I rushed over, finally making it to the coffeeshop. I walked in and scanned the room, to which was not busy, and saw him sitting at the far corner table, looking at his phone. Just then my phone buzzed loudly, getting his attention and his face lit up. I walked over to him and he gave me a hug. He smelled so amazing.

We sat down next to each other and as Alan talked, I studied him. He looked like his pictures, which was a relief. I'm very petite, standing at 5'1' and he was at least a head taller. His brown skin was smooth; I was imagining my teeth biting down on that neck. His eyes were lighter than my dark ones, studying me as well. We talked about traveling and then he brought up profile picture, saying I looked very sexy in it and the fact that I liked maps was cute. I blushed and thanked him, telling him that I collected them. Then casually, he said he had some maps at home, which wasn't far, that he could give me and we can go "check it out". I laughed and paused, knowing he was waiting for my answer. I finally said, "Sure, let's go," knowing fully well what events would transpire.

Alan smirked, got up and reached for my hand, pulling me close behind him. We made our way towards the coffee bar, but instead of turning right towards the entrance/exit, we turned left and went down a staircase to my surprise. "There's an alternative door to outside down here," he informed and before I knew it, we were outside. It looked like we were in a back alleyway, very shaded with a huge dumpster with graffiti all over it. Alan suddenly stopped right in his tracks, turned around and kissed me, pushing me back against the wall surrounding the dumpster.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't wait anymore. I had to taste you." Alan said in between his kisses while shoving his hands in my underwear. When his fingers finally reached my pussy slit, he was pleased to find that I was so wet already. His fingers went straight to work on my clit, violently stimulating her. I bit onto Alan's neck, whimpering, twisting my body while squirming. Suddenly I feel a finger slide in my pussy, send chills down my spine. It fucks me slow and deep before sliding a second finger. My moans start to get quicker and higher as my pussy gets fingerfucked faster. I tell him to stop (but I really don't want him to). He shushed me, covering my mouth, using his body to bind mine, keeping it from squirming as he fucks me ferociously with his two fingers, stimulating my g-spot. I scream into his other hand that covered my mouth as I squirted on his other and on the pavement. Wet spots everywhere.

I closed my eyes as I caught breath. Alan then kissed my forehead then licked his fingers, sucking my leftover juice off. I wrapped my wet legs around him, pulling him close and put his fingers in my mouth. I could taste myself on his fingertips as I licked both clean.

"Fuck. That was so sexy. I need you right now." Alan led me to his house, hand in hand, to which was only down a block. We didn't say much on the short walk. He was just so hastey and really wanted to tear off my clothes. Granted I wanted the same, but I had different plans.

We finally made it to Alan's apartment. He let me in first, telling me to grab a seat on the sofa as he locked up. I took off everything and sat on the sofa naked, with my legs crossed. He walked into the living room, saw me and chuckled, "Wow." He then reached to grab my boobs. I extended my legs out, hitting his stomach, stopping him.

"Nah uh. Strip first. Slowly." I commanded as my foot circled his crotch. Smirking, Alan slowly took off his clothes. His cock was so hard, it practically sprang out his briefs. "Grab a condom and put it on." I command, followed by him doing so. "Now touch yourself. Show me how you masturbate."

"You freaky bitch." He laughs, but obeys. He starts stroking himself fully and slow with soft groans. He closed his eyes and started stroking faster. I couldn't tell if he's embarrassed or just getting really into it. I then traced my foot up his leg, up his thigh, lightly massaging his balls with my big toe. He moans and his dick twitches with excitement. He opens his eyes and tells me he can't take it anymore.

Alan flips me over: knees on the ground, arms and face in the sofa cushions, ass out. Alan then rubs his hot cock up and down my slit, making a squishy sound before pushing it deep inside. I gasp and hold my breath until he starts moving. His thrusts are fast and deep, each movement causing a whimper to escape my mouth. I feel like I'm about to cum, but then he stops, making the orgasm go away. I catch my breath and he slips two fingers in my wet pussy, starts fucking slowly.

For the second time, he flips me back over, laying on my back to the sofa, legs spread open. Alan buries his head deep into my pussy, eating her out. His tongue starts flicking my clit and I go crazy. "Oh papi." I ran my fingers through his hair before pushing him deeper. He slips in two fingers while sucking my clit. I feel another orgasm building up; moans getting sharper. Alan's holding my abdomen down, restricting my movements. Finally he comes up for air, slipping a third finger and vigorously pumping his fingers in and out. I held my breath for a bit then screamed as I came and squirted everywhere, all over his couch. My whole body was twitching as he continued to find my clit with his fingers.

"Please stop, Alan! I'm already cumming so hard." I pleaded, not noticing he was still rock hard. Alan laughed and continued to playfully wrestle me, finally catching me, forcing me on all fours. He pushed his cock in slowly and let out a loud groan.

"How is your pussy so tight?!" Alan pulled my hair back as he thrusted. My legs were giving up on me. So i laid on my stomach to which Alan followed, bringing my legs in. As I feel another orgasm building, Alan starts jackhammering into my pussy, thrusting deep against my g-spot, causing me to lose it.

"Oh my god!! What are you-?! What are you doing?!! Oh fuck!" I explode. My fluids gush and as Alan keeps jackhammering into my pussy, it makes squishy queef sounds. He finally pulls out and takes off his condom, cums, shooting his load on my back and ass. He collapses next to me and brushes my hair away from my face.

"Let's get you that map."

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