This is not a fictional story, it is based on my real-life experience. Names have been changed for privacy reasons.
After getting divorced, my loneliness increased further. I had been married for a couple of years, but my sex life had not been active. My ex-wife never had any cravings, while I enjoy long foreplay, which includes oral, and then a good fuck. Getting into bed and just penetration is not what I enjoy, and I have never done that.
Post-divorce, I had not dated much. I am Nik, aged 35, from Bengaluru, and I consider myself a good looking guy, of average build but working on my fitness now. My height is 5’4″, and I am well educated and well-traveled.
I joined a few social networking apps but had no luck meeting anyone there either. I had no clue how those apps worked. But every day, I visited them, but never got any paid memberships. I was definitely not that desperate.
While on the apps, I always looked for some good conversations, to begin with, then if our chemistry synced, go with the flow.
Interviews are something which I hate, hence I prefer interactive talks. I prefer voice calls over endless texting. A few days later, I connected with Sandy on one of the social networking apps. Upon getting matched, she initiated the conversation. A couple of hours later, I saw her message and we started texting.
One of her friends had suggested the social networking app and that’s how Sandy landed up at my profile. We started texting by sharing our personal details, like family, hobbies, work, dating, etc.
Our casual conversations went on for a couple of days. By then, we got to know what we were looking for from each other. Then, we decided to connect over voice and exchanged our phone numbers. (I will not be sharing her number at any cost. Please don’t ask).
Over the telephonic conversations, we connected at a much deeper level, but never got into any sexual or raunchy talk. We did respect those feelings between each other. But neither of us was in a hurry to hit the bed.
Over time, the chemistry between us synced, and we decided to meet at a coffee shop, which was near for both of us. Fortunately, we were pretty close-by. Sandy was supposed to visit that mall, so we decided to meet there.
Sandy is in her early 40s, a mother, separated and going through the pain of divorce. She stands 5’5″ tall, and has beautiful long hair.
I was waiting at the coffee shop. A few minutes later, she came in. We shook our hands, sat down, and placed our orders before we started to talk casually.
Sandy said, “I cannot believe we are meeting so much sooner than I had expected. We had just connected a couple of days ago, and here we are in the coffee shop. So fast.”
I replied with a smile, “It was fast, but most importantly, we had a conversation rather than an interview. That made us feel comfortable with each other. So, here we are.”
She said, “Yeah, that’s true. I need to thank my friend who suggested that I join the app to kill my boredom and talk with some people. Where else would I get back my social life again?”
I replied again with a smile, “Am I meeting the person who suggested you join the app?”
“Since I met you first, I don’t think you get to meet her. Wait! Are you trying to making me jealous?” she replied with a charming expression, her eyes sparkling, and a cute and cunning smile on her face.
I was laughing at what she said and replied, “At your service anytime, Sandy. You will always have first priority!”
Sandy continued, “I had been married for more than 10 years. I loved my so-called hubby a lot. Till the day I caught him red-handed, fucking his colleague. I couldn’t digest that much, hence moved out of the house, along with my son the next morning.
The same day, I spoke with my cousin who was an advocate and initiated divorce proceedings. There is still some time to go, to finish things, and finally get a decree and the tag of being divorced.”
I shared my married life experience. “I was married for nearly two years. Things didn’t go well. Hence, we decided to part ways by filing mutual consent. So far, we have lived for others, sometimes, it is also crucial to live for ourselves. It’s not the end of life for us.”
By then, our order had been delivered at our table. We started sipping our coffee as well, while we kept talking about a few other things. After talking for an hour, well within our limits, we hugged each other before bidding goodbye with a promise that, we would meet again.
That night, we spoke for a while. During our casual conversation, Sandy told me she was going to the mall again the next day, to exchange the dress which she had bought.
I asked, “Why don’t we meet again tomorrow if that’s ok with you?”
Without thinking for too long, she said, “I would love to. Let’s not meet at the coffee shop though.”
I suggested meeting at the pub, which was also in the same mall. She readily agreed. We had never expected we would meet again so soon.
The next evening, we met again at the mall and went to the shop to get her dress exchanged. Thankfully, it was very quick. I pointed out, “Sandy, that was fast. You didn’t even try on the dress which you have got.”
“I had tried the size yesterday but didn’t realize it would make me so uncomfortable, till the time I tried at home. Hence, it was done quickly,” she replied.
I had already booked a table for us and informed Sandy of the same. When I said my name at the entrance, we were guided to the table by a waitress. I thanked the waitress for guiding us to our table, and to be chivalrous, I pulled a chair out for Sandy, and ensured she was comfortable once she sat.
“I appreciate your chivalry, Nik,” Sandy said, with her beautiful smile and I thanked her with my eyes and a smile.
Sandy and I ordered brewed beers with a veg platter. We asked the waiter to get both the beer and the platter at the same time. In the meantime, I asked about her son. She replied that her parents were watching him.
“I love your fragrance, which is attracting me even more towards you,” I said looking into her eyes and she whispered, “Don’t flatter me, Nik,” with a blushing face.
Sandy was in a pair of dark skinny jeans, with a light-colored top. She had left her hair open. I was in my jeans and a shirt.
Her legs touched my legs a few times, while we sipped our beers and munched some snacks from the platter.
“I love the way you are touching my legs with yours. But since I am wearing shoes, I am unable to respond in the same way,” I said. I was holding her hands and pressing them every time she touched my leg, in an attempt to make my next move. Our eye contact and the way we teased each other indicated that we were ready to take things further.
“No commitments, no marriage. But we will be there for each other as and when required,” we agreed.
We repeated our beers, and this time, I held her hand and made her sit next to me. I put my hand around her shoulder and started caressing her neck with my fingers. Sandy let out a sigh in excitement, which probably happened as she might have not expected this.
“Tell me to stop, if you are not liking this Sandy,” I told her.
“I am loving this. Hope nobody is watching us,” replied Sandy.
I responded, while still caressing, “That’s the reason, we are sitting next to each other. The wall is in front of us, and there is nobody at any of the other tables.”
She kept her palm on my thigh and pressed against it, while my fingers were caressing her clavicle region. Her breaths were increasing while my fingers went further down and she grinned, “Not here, Nik”.
I took my hands off her, but placed one on her thigh, and continuing caressing her on her thigh, while we were both sipping our beers. She placed her glass on the table, and held my hand, which was squeezing her thigh.
I looked into her eyes and asked, “Should we call for the check?” She replied by nodding.
Since nobody was at her house, we decided to make the next move at her house. She lived about 10 minutes away from the mall. We got into a cab and she was holding my hand and her head was on my shoulder.
We didn’t want to take any risks by doing anything else in the cab. So we waited patiently until we reached her house. We were decent and behaved properly while we entered the housing community till we were inside her apartment.
As soon as we were inside, we bolted the door, I kicked off my shoes, and pushed her against the wall, kissing her passionately on her lips. She responded by throwing her arms over my shoulders and holding me tight. Our tongues were exploring each other, while my hand was on her butt.
Sandy guided me to the couch, and seductively undid my shirt buttons, kissing my chest and my neck. My hands were busy squeezing her ass.
We stood up and I removed her top, exposing her bra-clad breasts. When I unhooked the bra, her breasts just popped out. I started to suck her breasts while trying to undo the buttons on her jeans, to get inside and touch her vagina, which had become wet.
Both of us came out of our respective jeans, got naked, hugging and kissing each other. We stepped into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
Our kisses grew intense while water was running over us under the shower. She got shower gel, and poured some on my body, and then some on herself. Then, we were rubbing our soapy bodies against each other.
I went behind her to continue rubbing our soapy bodies, and my cock poked her between her butts. Sandy turned off the shower, while we rinsed ourselves thoroughly. She turned on the shower again, and we got rid of soapiness on our bodies,
I looked into her eyes, got down on my knees, and started sucking the water running on her foot, then her legs, then her thighs. Slowly progressing towards her inner thighs, I reached the mound of her vagina, then her belly and her breasts, and our kisses continued.
We came out of the shower and went to the bedroom. The water was still dripping from our bodies when we threw ourselves on the bed. I came down to her foot, took one of her toe inside my mouth, and sucked it.
Sandy moaned, “Damn, you are driving me crazy. Don’t stop Nik.” I switched to the toe on the other foot while her moans of, “Oh god! That feels so good, don’t stop!” continued.
Then, I sucked the water droplets on her legs, steadily coming up till her thighs again. Water was dripping from her thighs and I sucked on them. I parted her legs to give me a clear view of her pussy. I went up, sucked the water drops on the mound of her vagina and her belly button, and then made it all the way down to her cunt.
“Eat me, Nik. It’s been a while since someone has eaten my pussy. Fuck my pussy with your tongue, Nik,” Sandy hummed, and spread her legs wide to get her pussy lips eaten. My mouth found her pussy lips. I kissed them, then flicked my tongue inside and licked her clit.
This drove her crazy and she pushed my head in tighter with her thighs. Her smooth pussy drove me crazy to suck her more and more.
I positioned my hands to pull her ass in closer and was grinding Sandy’s pussy into my mouth and tongue. I got her thighs to move away from my head, and positioned my tongue on her clit, and started licking it. My fingers were going inside her wet pussy.
“Do it harder, Nik. Make my pussy sore. Fuck me harder!” Sandy continued her moans.
She held on to me tightly again, with her legs around my head, and her hands holding the bedsheet tightly. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, aahhhh, fuck me, Nik. Fuck me more!” she continued to express her pleasure.
I licked her clit even more intensely, till she shouted out loud and said, “I am going to cum Nik, I am going to cum.” Her milky white cum flowed down her vagina. I looked at her closed eyes and went down to her pussy to suck her cum.
Then, I went next to her, and we were cuddling each other tightly. She was gasping for breath. Once she relaxed, we started kissing each other again. This time, she went down to my cock, which was looking for some action as well.
She sucked my cock and took my entire testicles in her mouth. I moaned with pleasure, saying, “Suck it more Sandy. I am loving it!”
She got on top of me, guiding my cock into her pussy and started riding me. Her breasts swayed up and down. She was moaning, “Aaaaahhhhhh,” and the room resounded with tapping sounds.
Next, I positioned her in doggy style. I grabbed her hair and docked my cock deep inside her pussy, and I kept fucking her until I was almost ready to explode.
“Fill my pussy with your cum Nik,” she said. I emptied my cum inside her pussy.
She rolled over, we hugged, cuddled, and fondled each other to rest for a while. A few minutes later, she looked into my eyes and went down to my cock, which was hard again. She licked the cum, and cleaned my cock with her mouth.
“I have needed this for a long time, Nik. Thanks for making this happen.”
“Is this is an invitation for me to stay back this night, Sandy?” I asked.
She winked, got out of the bed, and bolted the bedroom from inside, telling me indirectly, “I will not let you go out tonight.”
The entire night was a passionate one, where we had a few more sessions. We are still in touch with each other and occasionally meet to satisfy our urges, but give each other the space to hang out with others as well.