Pune wali single Mom in Delhi – Part 3

During a solo trip to Banaras, I met Simran, a single mom with her daughter, Poorna. We bonded over shared experiences and challenges. Simran, who resembles Sonakshi Sinha, invited me on her solo trip to Jaipur. We grew closer, and I developed deep feelings for her.

In Jaipur, we enjoyed the sights and each other’s company. I confessed my feelings, and Simran promised to consider them before our trip ended, leading to a more exciting journey.

Part – 3

She got up and went to the washroom to do her work. I lit a cigarette and searched for the pubs near my hotel. Later, I confirmed a pub named ‘Bar and Lounge’ and booked our tickets.

She came out of the washroom and said, “You go ahead and use the washroom. I’ll get dressed in the meantime.”

I replied, “You get dressed first. I’ll wait outside the room and go to the washroom after you’re done.”

She insisted, “No, no, you finish your work.”

So, I took my bath towel and went to the washroom. After some time, when I came out, I was stunned to see her in a red, knee-length, off-shoulder bodycon dress.

This time, I was wearing a short with a brief inside so that she was unable to see my erection after seeing her.

She then said, “Hey, Tarun, close the two buttons in my backside.” I really got happy as well as confused after her words. because of how comfortable she was with me. I went near her as she faced the mirror. She could see my face through the reflection.

But I focused on the buttons, my fingers slightly trembling as I closed them. She then said, “Thank you,” and reached for her perfume. This time, I saw it was Victoria’s Secret Bombshell. I asked, “Should I spray the perfume on you? I have a bit of a fragrance fetish.”

At first, she hesitated but then handed me the perfume and said, “Do as you want.” With an adorable smile on her lips. I felt like giving her a wonderful, lasting liplock. However, I controlled my urges because of the respect we have. Her words left me confused, wondering if there was a double meaning.

Nevertheless, I took the perfume from her hand and sprayed both sides of her neck. Through the mirror, I saw her expression, and she seemed to be in ecstasy. Then, I sprayed it on both her hands. Later, I finished dressing, matching with her in a red shirt and white trousers.

I called the reception and arranged for a cab. We started our journey to the pub, which was just an hour away from our hotel. Upon entering, we went through some entry formalities and received our tags. The pub was filled with couples, and we found a corner to sit and order drinks.

She requested tequila shots while I ordered a peg of double black, along with some food. We repeated our drink orders.

As the DJ started playing, I asked her, “Would you like to join me on the dance floor?”

She looked around, noticing many couples already dancing. At first, she hesitated but then decided to join me. As the dance floor filled with couples, the DJ switched to a salsa song with a vibrant beat. I held her hand and placed my other hand on her waist, feeling her warmth.

Her face was glowing. By the way, she has a well-maintained body with 34 b. I’m an average-built man with an average-sized Indian penis. We danced to the salsa steps, and afterwards, she hugged me and whispered in my ear, “I want to be with you, Tarun. I’m so happy when you’re around me.”

Her words made me feel elated. I whispered back in her ear, “I won’t let your adorable smile fade away from your lips.” I squeezed her lightly, and she said, “This is not the place.” But when I looked into her eyes, I sensed the depth of her feelings. In a split second, we started kissing passionately.

The lioness in her emerged as I licked her upper lip while she did the same with my lower lip. I fondled her ass and kissed her neck, her fragrance driving me wild. We danced like this for some time before heading to the couples’ washroom. Inside, we were both hungry for each other.

I licked her face and fondled her breasts. I made her sit on the European toilet, took her legs in my hands, and removed her high heels, caressing and massaging her calves. Then, I did the same with her other leg. I removed her lingerie and smelled it, enchanted by her scent and the wetness it revealed.

I asked her, “Shall I do oral?” She hesitated at first, admitting she had never done it before. And she said you are the first person who is touching me after my divorce. But then she agreed, placing her right leg on my shoulder. I began kissing and licking her inner thighs, savouring the moment.

She spread her legs wider, allowing me to enjoy her raw fragrance. My other hand caressed the thigh of her other leg. I kissed her just above her pussy, feeling her warmth. I could see the sensation on her face. I licked slowly while my other hand continued to caress her thighs and calf.

She started enjoying my actions, pushing my head more into her pussy. Her well-maintained, shaved pussy and her wetness gave me more energy. I licked her like a cat drinking water from a container, eyes closed, immersed in the moment.

She moaned softly, my hands caressing her breasts over her dress as she held my head tightly against her pussy. Both of us loved every moment. I asked her to remove her dress from above her breasts. She did, showing how immersed she was.

I slowly fondled her nipples, but she winced slightly and said, “Tarun, go gently. It’s been over ten years since a man has explored me. We have enough time to enjoy. I’m all yours, Tarun.” I listened, continuing to eat her pussy, kiss, and lick her inner thighs. The sudden changes in position drove her wild.

I decided not to fuck her in the pub but continued licking her pussy for a long time. After about 15 minutes, she reached orgasm, my tongue working its magic. She got an orgasm after a long time. She got up, hugged me tightly, and whispered, “I love you, Tarun. You are making me so happy and wild.”

“I love you too, my dream lady,” I replied, my erection still high but wanting her to explore me in bed. We got dressed and exited the washroom, where another couple had been listening to us, kissing each other. Simran blushed, and I smiled at them.

We sat back on our couch and ordered another round of vodka and whiskey. She rested her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her waist. Her happiness was evident on her face.

After some time, the couple we met from the washroom introduced themselves. Siddarth and Tanya, both IT professionals from Gurgaon, were on vacation for a week. I invited them to join us. We had a great time with drinks and conversation. Simran seemed comfortable with them.

Later, we decided to return to our hotel. I texted the hotel manager to arrange my room into a honeymoon suite. Siddarth and Tanya offered to drop us off. On the way, we exchanged numbers and planned to meet again before they left for Gurgaon.

What’s happening in Part 4?
What’s going to happen in the bed tonight?
Who are Siddarth and Tanya?
Will the night bring new surprises for Simran and Tarun?

Kindly give your feedback and comments at [email protected]. The story is getting more exciting with Simran and Tarun, Siddarth and Tanya.

Looking forward to meeting new people in Delhi.