The Midnight Neighbor’s Secret

I’m Rohan, and I still can’t believe what happened in that bar in London. I was on a work trip, and after a long day of meetings, I decided to unwind with a drink. The bar was dimly lit, with soft jazz music playing in the background. The smell of whiskey and beer filled the air, and the sound of clinking glasses and muted conversations created a sense of relaxation.

That’s when I saw her – Simran, a stunning woman with curves that could stop traffic. She was sitting alone at the bar, sipping a cocktail, and looking like a million bucks. I couldn’t help but notice her big boobs, her round ass, and her beautiful face. I was immediately drawn to her, and I knew I had to make a move.

As I walked up to her, she looked up and caught my eye. She smiled, and I was hooked. We started talking, and I discovered that she was a MILF, a mom in her late 30s with a body that would put women half her age to shame. We chatted for a while, and the conversation flowed easily. We talked about everything from work to our personal lives, and before I knew it, we were laughing and joking like old friends.

But as the night wore on, the conversation turned dirty. Simran leaned in close and whispered, “I want to suck your dick, Rohan. I want to feel your cock in my mouth.” I was taken aback, but I was also incredibly turned on. I looked around the bar, and seeing that no one was paying attention, I leaned in close and whispered back, “I want to fuck you, Simran. I want to lick your pussy and make you cum.”

Simran’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and she grabbed my hand, leading me to the washroom. The washroom was small, with a single stall and a sink. But we didn’t need much space. We were both horny, and we knew what we wanted. Simran locked the door, and we started kissing, our tongues entwined as we devoured each other.

I reached down and touched her ass, feeling her soft skin and her tight butt. She moaned, and I knew she was ready. I unzipped my pants, and my cock sprang out, hard and erect. Simran dropped to her knees, and took my dick in her mouth, sucking me like a pro. I closed my eyes, feeling the sensation of her lips and tongue on my cock.

But I wanted more. I wanted to fuck her, to feel her pussy around my cock. I pulled her up, and we kissed again, our bodies pressed together. I reached down, and touched her pussy, feeling her wetness and her heat. She was ready, and I knew it.

I turned her around, and bent her over the sink. I took my cock, and rubbed it against her ass, feeling her tight butt cheeks. Then, I slid my cock into her pussy, feeling her warmth and her wetness. She moaned, and I knew she was loving it.

As we fucked, the sounds of the bar faded away, and all that mattered was the sensation of our bodies together. I reached around, and touched her boobs, feeling her nipples harden in my fingers. She moaned again, and I knew she was close to orgasm.

I started to fuck her harder, my cock pounding into her pussy. She was moaning loudly now, and I knew she was on the edge. And then, she came, her body shuddering as she cummed. I felt her pussy contract around my cock, and I knew I was close too.

I fucked her a few more times, and then I cummed, my sperm shooting into her pussy. We stood there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breathing heavy. And then, we kissed, our lips soft and gentle.

As we pulled away, Simran smiled, and said, “That was amazing. I needed that.” I smiled back, and said, “Me too. I’ve never had sex like that before.” Simran laughed, and said, “I’m glad I could make it memorable for you.”

We left the washroom, and went back to the bar, our bodies still buzzing from the sex. We had another drink, and then we parted ways, exchanging numbers and promising to meet again. As I walked back to my hotel, I couldn’t help but think about Simran, and the amazing sex we had. I knew I would never forget her, and I couldn’t wait to see her again.