Hot sex in a hotel room with a milf and a virtual model

Hi guys, this is Rahul. I was attending a seminar for my office work which was quite boring. The only thing that excited me about this event was the food. They had an amazing whole buffet system. In the middle of gathering and while helping myself with a ton of different types of foods, I bumped into somebody.

I set my plate down and looked at the person I bumped into. It was one of the speakers at the function.

This speaker lady was a hot milf. In fact, I know all the guys paid attention during her lecture. I did too. Her name was Amira.

I looked at her plate, and it was virtually identical to mine! She looked at my plate and we both laughed.

Amira asked if I would like to sit with her and I accepted her invitation.

Me: Your lecture was definitely one of the highlights of this whole seminar.

Amira: Thanks for that. What did you like about it?

I quoted some things from her lecture and I saw her smile. I looked into her eyes with each word I said. She crossed her legs in my direction and sat back listening to me talk about it. I took as many mental pictures as I could.

She wore a pair of dark glasses that sat atop her cheekbones. It made her jaw look sharp and her lips looked full, plump and juicy. She had light green eyes and her gaze was enticing. Her shirt clung tightly to her slender frame and the top button was unbuttoned in order to accommodate her busty chest. Her curvy hips were smoothed tightly into her formal skirt and her black pantyhose shrouded her freshly shaven legs in mystery.

The milf asked for my name and we ate and talked. At one point, she put her hand on my forearm as she laughed and I let her linger. She took her hand off slowly, and I pretended not to notice.

When we were both done, she got up. Then she looked at me and turned.

Amira: Do you want to have some wine to wash down lunch?

Me: Wine sounds great. Do you want me to meet you at the bar?

Amira: No, the wine’s no good here. I have a nice bottle up in my room.

We headed up to her room. Turns out the hotel gave her a complimentary bottle of wine and we poured from that as we chatted.

I sat on the opposite end of her couch, but as the bottle finished she was inches from my face. I stared down at the hot lady’s cleavage. Amira unbuttoned her blouse and I licked her collarbone. She threw her head back and let me drench her neck and cleavage in my saliva.

Then she unbuttoned my pants and I felt her mouth wrap around my hard cock! I let her go down on me for a few minutes and then I reached inside her skirt and felt her drenched panties!

I pulled Amira’s panties off and laid her on the bed and opened her legs. She opened her top and pulled off her skirt and I started fucking her. Amira moaned like a whore in my ear as my cock drilled inside her until I was close. She bit my ear as I pulled my cock out and exploded all over her chest. Cum stained her juicy tits and her face as she smiled, satisfied, from ear to ear. She wiped herself off and we made out.

Amira (from the bathroom): Hey, do you want to spice things up a bit?

Me: What do you mean?!

Amira: There is this website called DscGirls dot live that has all these hot, young Indian model girls ready to please you. I am bisexual, but I don’t wanna go hunt for a slut at the conference.. I just wanna fuck. Maybe we could pick one girl from there and undress her while you finger me? How does that sound?😉

I was skeptical about this whole kinky deal, but Amira walked over to me and buried my face in her soft tits. I sucked on her nipples as she reached down and stroked my cock.

Amira: Don’t you wanna see what a bad girl I can be?

I couldn’t speak with her hands squeezing down on my cock. What a fucking slut! I loved it. Amira held my face in her hand and kissed me as I breathed into her throat. Her hair fell into her face as she put her glasses back on and got off my thighs.

She opened her laptop and signed in to this DSC website and asked me to grab her purse. She pulled out her card and bought some fresh credits with her debit card as I sat next to her and nibbled on her ear softly. She exhaled sharply and kissed me deeply as my hands squeezed her soft tits. She then scrolled through their list of models until she found one that she liked. Her name was Manvi Singh.

We messaged Manvi about the dirty shit she had in mind and Manvi came online.

Manvi looked over at the naked woman and her eyes went wide. She was dressed in a pair of tight, grey leggings and a black tank top. I sat back and let the milf take control.

Amira: Wow, you are hot!

Manvi: And you are already naked and steamy. Started without me?

Amira reached over and held my cock between her fingers and fondled it slowly. She kissed the tip and looked at Manvi with a naughty smirk on her face.

Amira: You should smell how musty this cock is, and it tastes like my pussy.

Manvi: Ufff, so tempting…

Then Amira sent Manvi some credits and started commanding her to do stuff. She sucked my cock as Manvi lowered her leggings down to her knees. She made Manvi put her ass to the camera and spank it as she moaned and sucked my cock. I had to pry her mouth off my cock before I busted too early in her mouth! I laid on top of Amira and kissed her as the tip of my cock pushed against her clit and she breathed into my shoulder.

Amira: Oh fuck! She’s watching! This is too hot. I love your body on me!

Manvi (touching herself): Fuck! You guys look so good!

Amira pushed me down onto the bed and got on top of me. She faced herself towards the laptop and grinded on my cock without inserting it. I reached around and grabbed her tits and pushed her into a doggy position. Her face went wide as I pushed my cock inside her and it contorted with pleasure as she watched Manvi touch herself.

Amira: Let me see those tits, Manvi. Now!

Manvi ripped off her tank top and twirled her nipples as I fucked deep into the Amira’s pussy. She moaned like a wild slut as she bit her lips and arched her back.

Amira: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I wish you were here to eat me as he fucked me, Manvi!

Manvi stuck her tongue out and moaned for Amira as she grabbed onto the sheets and screamed. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock and she grabbed my sturdy hands and squeezed them as she looked at me.

Amira: Put that warm cum inside me! Please! Pleassee! I am cumming!

I felt her body convulse and shake as I fucked her harder as she made dirty eyes at me. I watched the screen as Manvi touched herself and sweat dripped off my forehead as I exploded into this sexy bitch’s womb. Warm cum dripped out of her as she laid on her stomach with her ass in the air and watched Manvi touch herself.

Manvi kept going as she watched us make out and eat each other’s sweaty bodies and soon she came and laid back.

The three of us chatted casually as I occasionally thrust inside Amira and kissed her. We laughed every time she moaned. Manvi finally bid farewell as Amira and I started making out more intensely and we stopped to watch her spank herself once more.

Once she was gone, we fucked a few more times and skipped all the seminar activities for the day. This was a good conference.

Once I got home, I chatted with Manvi and Amira virtually a few more times. Now, virtual sex with hot Indian girls has become a regular thing for me and I love it. They are available for calls whenever you are ready, and that’s why I keep coming back for more.

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