The ringing stopped, and the man on the other side said, “Hello?” Oh boy! I was on cloud 9. But with my dick protruding out of my pants- I dialed him. I cannot explain the level of excitement that I had while dialing that number. I was glad that uncle used the moment properly. This entire time I didn’t open the paper chit, which he threw at me since I was with my friend.īut the moment I started at her house, I could not resist. However, as fate would have it- it took us 2 hours to finally be done with our work. This took us a while, although I was trying to complete it fast to meet that naughty uncle. We finally scanned through the document ensuring everything is ready for tomorrow. Later we rode off the area and reached my friend’s place. His shiny trousers perfectly gave away the shape of his ass, which was making me more and more excited. Oh lord! If only I were alone, I would have pressed his ass and sniffed my hand. He passed through the middle of the bikes by brushing his ass completely on my hand. I pretended to rest my right arm on my thigh, of which he took the hint. It almost made my cock visible through my jeans. The sheer thrill of these events made me horny. I, at once, grabbed it, escaping the eyes of my friend. In a split second, he threw a piece of paper near the leg rest of my scooter. He bluffed that he was there to work around with his bike. To my surprise, he had parked his bike right next to our scooter. That’s when the guy started walking towards us. I then sat on my scooter, pretending to talk with my friend about tomorrow just to kill time. Sadly I was walking slowly towards our parked scooter in the hopes that some magic would happen. But little could we both do since I was with my friend and he was there with his daughter. I instantly played around with my tongue, signaling him that I am into him.
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He was wearing a full hand white formal shirt and wore a shark silver trouser with shine. He was the perfect man to be termed as a salt-pepper daddy. He was a man in his 50s- dark, around the same height as me, probably a little short with a prominent mustache and patches of grey hair all over his head and mustache. Oh my! I exclaimed to myself – what a catch! Dealing with the situation, I then turned around to see the face of the guy.
Also, I had no means of contacting this person. I was relatively sad since the fun didn’t last long. My friend took the document, and it was time to leave. I was very keen on looking who is behind me? And is he hot? Most importantly, is he mature? That’s when the print shop guy declared that our print job was done. I also encouraged them by pushing my ass strongly towards that hand. This time I knew it was done deliberately. Yet again, I felt someone brushing their hand against my ass. Thinking someone must have mistakenly brushed it considering the number of people present there. My tight jeans were enough to make anyone horny for my ass.Īnyways that moment, I didn’t pay much attention to this.
That was the time when I suddenly felt someone brushing their hand over my ass. I was standing right behind her together, guiding the print shop guy with the documents. Since she was a girl, nobody pushed her around. Amidst the entire chaos, my friend managed to reach the counter. People were pushing each other around to give their documents for printing earlier. I could just relax and probably sleep early after having dinner. I was more than contented since the project got over relatively early. I, along with one of my female friends, was at a xerox shop taking prints for our upcoming college assignment. I have a fetish for shiny clothes, and considering Indian men- many people wear shirts that have a shine to them.Īlso, many people wear those shark silver color formal trousers – and oh boy! I can’t get my eyes off such an ass!Ĭoming to the story, I was about 19 years old then. I always love to get sucked and love to fuck a mature man. Speaking of my likings- I am in love with mature men. But I don’t allow anyone to go any further than rimming it. It is very much in shape, round, and just the right amount of jiggle, which tempts many people to fuck it. Most of the people I’ve met are absolutely in love with my 7.5-inch dick and my boobs. I am 5.5ft in height and have an average to athletic body type. I am a regular 23 years old Indian boy living in Mumbai. Hello everyone! I am a regular story reader, and I enjoy this site quite a lot.