Must have been my lucky month of March. After seeing Sofia, Tina messaged me during the week and asked if we could meet on Saturday. Meeting Tina is quite hard as her husband is quite controlling and likes to know where she is at all times. She managed to have a free Saturday as he was working at an event doing the photography.
The elevator dinged softly as I stepped out onto the familiar floor of our usual hotel, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. It had been months since I'd last seen Tina—work, life, and her marriage had kept us apart, but the pull between us was undeniable. Saturday afternoons like this were our stolen escape, and today felt even more charged after the long drought. I adjusted my shirt, and walked down the dimly lit hallway to room 512, knocking twice as we'd always done.
The door swung open, and there she was—Tina, my curvy Indian MILF, looking even more intoxicating than I remembered. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her warm brown skin that glowed under the room's soft lighting. She wore a simple dark outfit that hugged her ample curves: full breasts straining against the fabric, a soft belly leading to wide hips and thick thighs that I ached to feel wrapped around me. Her eyes lit up with that mischievous spark, and before I could say a word, she pulled me inside, slamming the door shut behind us.
'Three months too long,' she whispered, her voice husky with desire, as her hands cupped my face. Our lips crashed together in a hungry kiss, months of pent-up longing exploding in that single contact. Her mouth was soft and warm, tasting faintly of the mint she'd probably popped on the way up. I groaned into her, my tongue sliding past her lips to tangle with hers, exploring the wet heat as our bodies pressed close. Her curves molded against me—her heavy breasts squishing into my chest, her hips grinding instinctively against my growing erection.
We stumbled toward the bed, lips never breaking apart. My hands roamed her back, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass through the saree, pulling her tighter. She moaned softly, her tongue dancing with mine in slow, deep strokes that made my cock throb painfully in my pants. 'I've missed this,' she breathed between kisses, nipping at my lower lip before diving back in, sucking gently on my tongue as if savoring every second.
I backed her against the edge of the king-sized bed, our usual spot with its crisp white sheets already turned down. My fingers fumbled her tight outfit, and she helped, shrugging it off her shoulders until it pooled at her feet. Underneath, she wore a lacy black bra that barely contained her D-cup tits, and matching panties that clung to her rounded hips. Her skin was smooth and inviting, a faint scent of jasmine from her lotion filling the air. I kissed her neck, trailing my lips down to her collarbone while unhooking her bra, letting her breasts spill free—heavy, dark nipples already hard and begging for attention.
Tina's hands were busy too, yanking my shirt over my head and unbuckling my belt with urgent tugs. Our mouths met again in a frenzy of kisses, wet and sloppy now, saliva mixing as she licked into my mouth. I cupped her tits, thumbs brushing her nipples, eliciting a gasp that vibrated against my lips. She shoved my pants down, freeing my hard cock, which sprang up against her thigh. Her hand wrapped around it immediately, stroking firmly from base to tip, her palm warm and sure.
We fell onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, her on top, straddling my waist as she ground her panty-covered pussy against my shaft. Kissing me deeply, she rocked her hips, the friction making us both groan. 'Fuck, I've dreamed of your cock inside me,' she murmured, her accent thickening with arousal. I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me, and captured her mouth again—long, passionate kisses that left us both breathless. My hand slipped between her legs, pushing her panties aside to find her pussy already soaked, lips swollen and slick.
I teased her clit with my fingers, circling slowly while devouring her lips, our tongues mimicking the rhythm. She bucked against my hand, whimpering into the kiss, her nails raking down my back. 'Please,' she begged, breaking away just long enough to speak before pulling me back for more. I couldn't wait any longer. Positioning myself at her entrance, I thrust in slowly, inch by inch, feeling her tight walls stretch around my cock. She was so wet, so hot, clenching greedily as I bottomed out.
Our kiss turned feral as I started moving—deep, passionate strokes that had the bed creaking. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper, her heels digging into my ass. I kissed her everywhere: her mouth, her jaw, her neck, sucking marks into her skin while pounding into her pussy. 'Harder,' she gasped, her tongue flicking out to meet mine in frantic laps. Sweat slicked our bodies, her curves jiggling with each thrust—tits bouncing, ass lifting to meet me. Her phone rings and it was Sanjay her hubby. Tina spoke to him whilst fucking me and he was asking the usual questions.... Tina made an excuse to end the call and continued to fuck me.
The room filled with the sounds of our fucking: wet slaps of skin, her moans muffled against my lips, my grunts as I drove in relentlessly. She came first, her pussy spasming around my cock, walls milking me as she cried out into our kiss, biting my lip hard enough to sting. That pushed me over— I buried myself deep and came, flooding her with hot spurts of cum, creampieing her fully as our mouths locked in a shuddering, passionate embrace.
We lay there panting, still connected, trading soft kisses that grew heated again all too soon. After a few minutes, she rolled us so she was on top, my softening cock still inside her, cum leaking out around it. 'Not done yet,' she purred, grinding slowly, her lips brushing mine in teasing pecks that turned into full, tongue-filled kisses. Her hands braced on my chest as she rode me, building me back to hardness with deliberate rolls of her hips.
I sat up, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her close so our chests pressed together. Kissing her deeply, I sucked on her tongue while thrusting up into her, the mix of our cum making everything slicker, messier. Her pussy gripped me tighter now, sensitive from the first round, and she moaned loudly into my mouth, her breath hot and ragged. We rocked together like that, passionate and unhurried at first, lips fused in endless kisses—nipping, licking, exploring every inch.
As urgency built, I flipped her onto her back again, hooking her legs over my shoulders for deeper access. I slammed into her, cock plunging balls-deep into her cum-filled pussy, the obscene squelch driving us wild. She clawed at my arms, pulling me down for more kisses, our teeth clashing in the heat. 'Cum in me again,' she demanded between gasps, her tongue thrusting into my mouth like she couldn't get enough.
I fucked her harder, the bed shaking, her tits heaving with each impact. Sweat dripped from my brow onto her skin as I claimed her mouth one last time, tongues battling while my cock swelled. She shattered around me, pussy convulsing in waves, and I followed, erupting deep inside her once more—second creampie pulsing out, filling her to overflowing. We kissed through the aftershocks, slow and tender now, bodies trembling in unison.
Finally, we collapsed, spent and satisfied, her head on my chest as our breaths synced. 'Don't make me wait months again,' she whispered, sealing it with a final, lingering kiss.
