Gay travellers story of fun between Indian and foreigner: 2
Gay tourist story: I’m sticking my tongue out. I’ll open my mouth slowly and suck. Lord, please. It managed to suck half of it despite being so large.
I’m choking on it even though I’m attempting to descend as best I can. With a smile, he tells you not to push yourself. I keep sucking till he sighs with satisfaction.
I adore hearing macho groans. He bit my ear and whispered, “I want to fuck you,” after a time. Yes, but you have to be extremely delicate with me, and I don’t have the condom ready for your size. It’s alright, he said.
I got ready, along with lubrication. He now proceeded down, kissing my little dick, balls, and tummy before rimming me further. His tongue entering my spotless hole is nirvana on earth.
He puts on the condom and starts prepping it with his saliva. He then lubricated both my hole and it. Right now, we are serving as missionaries. Under my butt are a few pillows. I tell him to proceed cautiously. He grinned.
He entered me slowly. The anguish begins to radiate only one inch inside of me. Not going to put a halt to him. No suffering, no gain. Don’t give up, please.
I told myself, You’re going to have this opportunity again. Gently slide his large dick inside. I shoved him quite a bit. He was attempting to reassure me with his massive dick very patiently.
After several stops, he was able to penetrate half of his. His half-dick was inside me, and the rest of his body was on top of me. We resumed our kissing, and before I knew it, his entire dick had found its way inside of me.
I have never experienced fucking pleasure as I have from his slow fucking of me. We started gaining momentum as the cold night caused our perspiration to start pouring down.
He changed into a lion and dogged me, turning me around. His fucking speed is growing as my ass is losing, and I start screaming, yelling with delight. He attempted to put his hand over my lips.
Forgetting how much carrying my backpack hurt my back.
He is no longer gentle when he bites my neck, my back, or my behind when we’re fucking, and I can’t contain it any longer since his dick has already touched my G spot.
I know he will come, and he will come faster and rougher, mixing pain with pleasure at this point. My muscles in my ass tense. He is at his breaking point.
It’s time for him to yell with joy now. I cannot comprehend a word he says that he swears. We arrived at the same moment.
He fell back on me. His is inside me, my cum spread out on the bed underneath me. I lay my head on his chest later. Nothing to say. Merely his hand embracing me.
I must return to my room. I had to catch an early bus to my next location. He was hesitant to release me. I had to get my belongings. After we had cleaned up for a few minutes, I had to bid him go.
It’s starting to drizzle, so he brings me down to the side of the road, where we share a bath towel on our heads and embrace. He pays the driver of the autocab to bring me back to my hotel. We are sorry, but we can’t kiss it goodbye. The public.
I called him back at the hotel, letting him know I had arrived safely and we should have a lovely night together.
He called me early the following morning and apologized for letting me go the previous evening. He wants to spend the entire night cuddling with me or even have another round.
I said, “I’m prepared to go on my next adventure until we cross paths again.
Gay tourist story of a wild and slutty young boy
“It’s been five years since these wonderful, unforgettable moments occurred. After a few days, I attempted to get in touch with him but was unable to locate his profile on the app.
Given that my phone number has also been blocked, perhaps he is someone or someone who should be discreet.
Indian man. My journey to Bollywood. I’ll be back.
I had more tales to tell. Do you want more of these? Tell me.
Thank you.
Alib.
