A passionate evening with my Hot Asian Boyfriend

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The world went dark around me; all I could focus on were the suppressed moans that escaped my mouth as my body betrayed me by succumbing to the pleasures inflicted by this beautiful man in front of me. My heartbeats didn’t resonate with the echoes of mere wants and needs of wanton desire, but rather, they awakened something so carnal and passionate that I realized that my body and soul were not mine but a slave to his desires.

I wasn’t always like this, so depraved and needy. There was a time before him when I was Ava, a 23-year-old South Indian woman pursuing her studies in Canada. Like most Indian kids raised in a family where SEX described a male or female, I spent my entire young and teenage life focusing on academics and grades. The only romantic relations I pursued were chasing the x of mathematical equations in algebra.

Like most of my kind, I am a dusky woman with average looks, a slim body boasting no curves in particular, and standing tall at 4ft 11. My boyfriend Max and I met 7 months ago on Tinder, and I have never been happier since. It is not to be said that I haven’t been in a relationship before this. I did have to kiss the 3 proverbial frogs before I found my prince charming in Max. Max is someone entirely out of my league. He is a 25 yo, Asian male with the most beautiful face and luscious lips that could even bring a model to shame. If it were not for his kind demeanor and charming personality that captured my utter devotion and admiration for this man, it was safe to say that I had fallen head over heels for his beautiful face.

We were compatible from the get-go, but what deepened our bond was our similar tastes towards our sexual inclinations and kinks, something I developed over time through porn and reading smut. Max and I are in a Dom-Sub relationship providing me with some of the steamiest sexual encounters I could ever experience. One such story is what I will be sharing with you guys here.

I vividly remember this encounter as it is agreeably a favorite. It was when spring was making its first appearance bringing in chilly winds and promises of a beautiful summer. Given our work schedules Max and I meet at least once a week to catch up. During these dates, we go out to eat and then drive around to find a quiet spot to be intimate. This date was on a similar weekend but was important to me as he was leaving for a 2-week family trip to Portugal on the Friday after. Curbing the separation anxiety that bubbled within me from thinking about his absence, I tried my best to make the most of today and cherish his touch and scent as memories I could indulge in during his time away from me.

I wore a black-sleeved top that showed off my cleavage and a teal mini-skirt with my then-brown hair tied in 2 pigtails. I wanted to dress modestly yet give him easy access to grope me, something he loved doing whenever we met. Per usual, we went out, ate food, and had a good time, but I was more focused on our promised intimacy that these mundane moments blurred past me.

He drove us to find a quiet spot in an underground parking lot. As he turned the engine off, we sat in silence for a few seconds; I could tell he was just as excited and turned on as I was. He made his way over to the passenger seat and sat there with me, straddling his lap. He complimented my choice of outfit and sniffed my scent. He ran his fingers through my thighs, stopping at my ass to grab them before giving a hard spank. The surprise of the act made me yelp as I felt his palm leave scorching stings on my ass. I leaned into him, and we kissed… soft and tender at first and then harder and deeper with every stroke of our tongues. I wanted him to feel the depth of my affection for him through that kiss.

We took our upper clothes off, and I was enveloped in the warmth of his embrace as we passionately kissed. His scent was intoxicating, and my mind screamed for more as my hips ground on their own into his cock, which I could feel was getting harder by the second through his gray sweats. He palmed my boobs and pinched my nipples hard, tweaking them to form small peaks, which he then proceeded to bite and suck on… my hair was grabbed tight by a fistful as he brought my mouth closer to his and spat on it. It felt amazing to be violated and humiliated as I submitted myself to him, craving more. I was building up to an orgasm when he spun me around. Sweat coated both our bodies leaving a thin sheen in its wake, and I felt goosebumps break on my skin as my back pressed against his broad chest. I was only in my thongs at this point. He spread my legs wide, lifting them so my knees reached my shoulders. At this seemingly compromising position, I felt my skin heat up in an embarrassing blush.

Anybody walking past could have seen me like this, Naked, legs spread, pussy wet with desire, and my humiliated face contorted in pleasure. He tugged at my pigtails, indicating me to lean my head into the hollow of his neck as he kissed his way up. He then brought his fingers close to my wet slit, his gentle and light touch having the opposite effect on my burning desires. I wanted more; I craved more. I rocked my hips toward his fingers in shameless urgency and need. Sensing this, he coated his middle finger with my pussy juices before dipping a long finger into my tight wet hole. I could feel the walls of my pussy clench around his finger as it moved slowly inside me. Rubbing into my G-spot, he increased the pace and started finger fucking me faster and harder. I was teetering over the edge of pleasure and sanity when he thumbed my clit and choked me with his tattooed left hand making me cum hard on his fingers. The car was filled with the scent of my pussy juices. The only indication on the outside of our hot affair was the fogged-up windows and the moans that escaped my throat.

I was in a state of ecstasy, my mind hazy and my eyes heavy with contentment brought upon my release, when I felt him lift me and lay me sideways onto the driver’s seat. He dips his head, sticking his tongue out; he gives my pussy a long lick from my hole, stopping at my clit and giving it a quick suck. My hips jerk as he tongues my sensitive nub and laps at the wet juices leaking from my pussy hole. I curl my toes and throw my head back as he assaults my pussy, and I scream his name in pleasure. He eats me out till I cum in his mouth, which he licks and swallows. I am so insanely attracted to his beauty as he lifts his face to look at me, my cum coating his lips and jaw. I move over to lick my cum off his mouth, and we kiss hard. I wanted to devour him with that kiss. I could feel how hard he was, and it dawned on me that I had been blue-balling him for the past couple mins, focusing solely on my pleasure.

I went on my fours and leaned over to his side, kissing him while pulling his boxers down. He was so hard and thick, his cock bouncing out of his boxers. The tip was wet with desire, and I wanted so badly to sniff his cock and balls. His scent turns me on so much. I held him in my hands as I licked the tip of his dick, swirling my tongue around the head of his uncircumcised cock. I could tell he loved it as he got harder on my hand, and his breaths came in shallow pants. I wanted to tease him, so I only slowly licked my way from his balls to his shaft, then up to the tip, with no indication that I would take him in my mouth and suck him off fully. I did this once, twice, before he grabbed my pigtails, forced my mouth open, and rammed his dick into my mouth.

I choked and teared up at the sudden intrusion, and I couldn’t breathe as my throat tightened around his cock. He brought his hand around my neck to choke me as he face-fucked me hard. I wanted to ask if he could feel his dick on my throat as he choked my neck. I gagged hard as vomit threatened to rise. He let go of me and spat in my mouth as he said, “Suck”… mmhh “that’s a good girl”… “Do you like sucking daddy’s cock, you dirty little fuckpig”… “Be a good girl and make daddy cum”. His words and aggression turned me on so much that I started sucking him harder. My mouth swallowed him up and down as I rubbed my pussy that was throbbing with desire. I wanted to drink his cum. I wanted to taste him all over my mouth. I alternated between sucking his dick and balls to using my hands to rub up and down his shaft and massage his balls that were heavy with the need to cum. I made the blowjob as sloppy as I could, for when he lifted my head to kiss me, it left silvery trails of saliva all over his chest and my chin. I imagined it to be the threads of fate that connected us. I felt like a filthy slut as I blew him and played with my pussy occasionally, my pace increasing excitedly after hearing his encouragement of how I was being a good lil bitch and how he owned my filthy holes. His cock filled my mouth, leaving no room for air, but I didn’t want to breathe. I didn’t need air if it meant that I could choke on his cock and die. He leaned his head back onto the headrest, his breathing coming in harsher pants as he moaned. His lips, now a swollen shade of pink, matching the tip of his hardened cock, glistened with saliva that made it look like rose petals blooming on a misty morning. I wanted to suck on his lips and taste his mouth. His kisses urged me on, and I pumped his cock faster as he bucked into my hands for more.

I knew he wanted to cum when he grabbed my face and pushed me down to lick his balls and asshole. I enjoy rimming his asshole as he fists his cock. A couple strokes in, he brings my face up by my hair and shoves his cock in my mouth as he orders me to suck. I feel his warm cum filling up my mouth. He tastes like coconut water and a little salty, something more delicious than wine. I open my mouth to show him as he spits in my mouth, and I swallow his cum. A look of contentment and affection shadowed both our faces.

I snuggled into his arms as we cuddled, enjoying our post-nut glow. The warmth emanating from his strong body glistening with sweat, brought immense peace to my soul. I realized in my heart that I love him and belong to him.

We shared a few more kisses and cuddles, after which he drove me home at night. We bid our goodnights, and I watched as he drove off.

I knew I would miss him when he was away on his trip. But I wanted to look forward to our next steamy night of passion when he returned in 2 weeks.

The 2 weeks flew by, and he was back in no time. Owing to our time away from each other, we missed each other badly and were horny for each other. As we only had nudes and video sex to curb our desires, we craved each other’s touch. Perhaps me more desperately than him.

We decided that I would stay over at his house this weekend and get intimate and have a lovely evening together. As a surprise to him, I dyed my brown hair back to my original black and wore gold anklets that complimented my freshly done pedicure.

I wore a blue cropped hoodie with a tight black mini skirt that showed off my thick thighs and a plump ass that my teeny black g-string did nothing to cover. We drove to his house. I walked up to his room in anticipation, my pussy soaking wet through my panties as carnal desire and his scent assaulted my senses as I entered his room. He was quick on his heels, following me as he stepped in and closed the door to his room. He turned to face me, his eyes clouded with lust. A smirk forms on his devilishly charming face as he stalks toward me. His smile told me of all the passionate moments that were about to surpass once he got a hold of me.

Oh, dear God, this man has utterly ensnared me!

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