I made a post on my local r4r a couple months back looking for a South Asian woman in need of something they were lacking sexually. I know it’s wrong to fetishize a group of people but it’s more like I’m just attracted to south Asians more than most. That's who I grew up with and who I like. I tried to make that clear, but also make it clear what I was looking for. I had three respond to me - one a cute guy but I wasn’t really looking for that, the other a married Pakistani woman who was very attractive but the conversation petered out and I got the vibe that she was more interested in online thrills than actually meeting, and lastly there was Shalini. She was a graduate student in Biochemistry at one of the nearby Universities and had been in America for nearly two years but hadn’t really connected with non Indians outside of her clique and most of her time was spent studying anyways. She said she wanted more experience with a man and wasn’t interested in any of her friends, and wondered if I actually was interested in helping and not just getting what I wanted. Of course I was so I told her we could do as much or as little as she wanted with no pressure. After chatting for a few days online and sharing a couple of pics we decided to set up a time to meet at a coffee shop near campus so we could feel each other out. 

I met her outside and was happy to be greeted with her huge smile when we realized who each other was. I took her order and sat her at a table as I went to get the drinks. As I waited I watched her text on her phone and saw how fidgeting and nervous she looked - left leg bouncing quickly and mindlessly. Not sure caffeine was the best drink in this case but oh well. I came and sat and we sipped and chatted. I told her about myself - a 44 year old guy, divorced, no kids, lots of vacation time to myself which is why I could meet in the middle of the day. We talked about books and travel and she started to open up about how living in the US was lonelier than she had expected. At some point during the conversation we touched hands and when our coffees were done I said we could go take a walk. She suggested her place about 15 minutes away and I readily agreed. 

On the walk I actually got to see her a little more. She was short maybe 5’3” and a little busty with a cute small belly. She wore tight blue jeans a black top with a leather jacket. She looked cool but not too cool or tough. Her hair was in a loose braid that went down past her shoulders just a bit. And she smelled wonderful - I would smell her on the wind as we walked and talked. It was a cool early spring day and the flowers were starting to pop out and the trees were blooming. When we climbed the stairs to her building I asked if she was still happy for me to come in and she smiled her big smile and said yes so in we went. As I closed the door and locked it behind us she turned and wrapped her arms around my waist pressing her chest tightly against my back. When she let up I turned around and caught her eyes. She tried to look down and I just pulled her in closer tilting her head up and kissed her gently on the lips feeling her melt against me. I wanted every inch of her as mine but knew I was there to help her explore and not just take.

I loosened my grip and asked her to show me around and Shalini let out a happy sigh and put her purse down on the table and slipped off her shoes. I followed suit. The apartment was pretty basic run of the mill college student decor from IKEA or random pieces leftover from friends, but it was very clean and tidy. There was a small desk in a corner looking out the window and down from that a wall to the bedroom but the top of the wall didn’t meet the ceiling to make room for the duct and to let light in. So they probably charged for a one bedroom when it was really a studio. She had some Indian artwork on the walls and dotted around the place and a little shrine with some flowers in front of it on a little table. I asked for a glass of water and in the kitchen at the sink I came up behind her and pulled her move hugging from behind and I breathed in her perfumed hair and kissed her neck softly up to just behind her ear and said, “I’m so glad I get to feel you now.” I continued to kiss her and my arms held her and she pressed her body into me - the feeling of her ass pressed up against my crotch was amazing and had me straining against my trousers.

“Come with me,” she said and started towards the bedroom holding my hand sweetly. Every move she made felt tender and sweet. The sounds she made as I kissed her were more guttural and urgent. I could tell we were both going to have a lovely time. As we approached the bed she said, “I want to see you fully nude,” with a bit of apprehension and I told her “I want you to help undress me.” Again her movements were soft and Jesus tang and sweet but there was lust behind it. We took my shirt off and she ran her hands along my chest and back and pressed her face into the hair and smelled. I helped undo my belt buckle and buttons and she pushed my pants down and I stepped out of them. Standing before her in just my underwear I slipped off my socks and looked at her looking at me.  I wanted to be naked but I wanted to see her body. I approached and started to lift up her top revealing a lacy red bra, and I knelt down and kissed her from her belly up to her breasts and up to her neck again and her lips. As we kissed gently at first and more then more passionately she had her hands around my waist band and was pulling it down. I took half a step back and she knelt and pulled my underwear off finally letting my cock free. I tried to look at the expression on her face but didn’t have the best angle as she stared at my cock and gently reached out to touch it.

“Please touch me, Shalini,” I moaned and her slender bangled brown hand wrapped around my cock.

“Like this? Does it feel right? I have never seen a penis like yours before. In person. It’s so warm and big and… pink. Oh god. I love it.” I moaned and nodded as she stroked and pressed it to her face and started to lick the length of it up and down with the tip of her tongue. 

“Shalini, what do you want?” I had to ask. What I wanted was to fuck her pretty mouth and have those big brown eyes look up at me. I wanted to tell her to undress and bend over the bed so I could fuck her and pull her long black hair. 

“I want to give a blowjob. To feel it in my mouth.” her Indian accent lilting and accentuating the vowel sounds. It drove me a little while. 

“Then do it. Don’t be afraid.” All of a sudden I felt her lips around the tip and kissing and sucking and soon had a couple inches in her mouth. “Now hold it with one hand and gently stroke it while you suck on it. Don’t worry about going all the way down. It’s too big for that and…” she must have taken that as a challenge because all of a sudden I felt her take me inside another couple inches and start to gag a little. She pulled back quickly at the shock of it and coughed. My desire was winning out though and I put my cock back up to her lips and pushed her head back onto it. Telling her to keep suck and go slowly. I gently guided her head back and forth reminding her to use her hands. I pulled out and gave her a good deep breath of air and she looked up at me with her pretty eyes and her lipstick ruined lips glistening. “You did so good. So good.”

“Really? It felt so good but it was scary when I tried to suck more I’m sorry. I could not get it all in.” I sat on the bed and reassured her that it felt great and that there is no expectation to deepthroat but that the combo of mouth and hands and enthusiasm makes it feel fantastic. “But you stopped. You did not cum. I want to see you cum.” She had her hands on my thighs and was on the floor still half dressed. 

“I have no doubt you will. But I want to see more of you.,” I said as I stroked her beautiful black hair and looked into her eyes. “Take your bra off. Let me see you, too. She dutifully did and I gestured for her to stand. I undid her button and zipper and pulled her tight jeans down to her smooth black panties. Now I love looking at a woman in this state but I hooked on and pulled her pants and underwear down all the way in a rough tug and I helped balance her as she stepped free one leg at a time.

I moved close and looked up at her gorgeous brown body and kissed up her inner thighs to her wet pussy. I didn’t wait to ask and I spread her legs and started to lick her little lips and hear her low quiet moan from above. Soon i had my tongue lapping thirstily at her pussy. One hand reached to steady her legs and feel her ass while I reached up with the other to start to penetrate her little hole with a finder. I could feel her legs start to quiver and shake and all of a sudden a little spray of liquid fell onto my face and soon a little gush and a deep moan from her. I wanted to keep going as I've never seen or felt a woman squirting before and it was such a turn on, but she said “no no no wait stop. oh no. not yet!” and she tapped my head so I stopped immediately and looked up to see her panting and shaking so I stood and held her closely and had her sit on the bed with me where she collapsed. “Oh god. Oh god.,” she said after recovering a little, “I am so sorry. I… oh god. This is so embarrassing.” And she grabbed a cover and tugged it up to her body looking away from me. 

“Hey hey hey. Don’t worry. I’m sorry. It was my fault. I pushed too much too fast. You’re just… so sexy and I couldn’t help it. But we will slow down here. No need to do anything more than you want.” 

“It felt very good but I’ve not felt it that way before. It felt like my legs would give out and I would fall.” 

“That’s ok. Really. I loved it. You can give into that feeling when it happens again. Don’t be afraid of your body. I love it. Here let’s get under the covers.” I pulled the covers away and we crawled underneath and got close to each other for warmth. The flush had run out of her body and she was left cold and sweaty so we just cuddled and chatted.

She told me about India. And about a boy she liked there. About Kerala and how much she missed her afternoon tea there. But she loved the freedom she had here and lamented that it’s been wasted somewhat. Funny she missed the rainy season monsoons and loved the winters here too. I told her about whatnot was like growing up here and some of my travel misadventures and about various snowpocalypses ive witnessed over my many years. We lazed around in her bed and outside the sun started to set casting a fading glow around the room. The change in light cued her into the time and the fact that wed spent a couple of hours cuddling and napping. My hard on had long since softened and she again startled in embarrassment and apologies. “Shalini, don’t worry. You’re so sexy you can get me going at a moment’s notice.”

“But I'm so stupid I have wasted our time. I need to get to the lab to do some work tonight.”

“No problem. This doesn’t need to be the last time we meet. You’re here for the rest of the semester at least, right?”

“Mm” 

“Then let’s do this again soon.” 

“Ya ok. Ok. Of course. Really?” 

“Yeah really. Of course. I want to do fucking a million things with you and have you every way i can.” As I thought about what we could get up to my dick was raising to life and pressing against her ass. But I leapt up and started to dress. “Ok. So how about two days from now? I have the whole day available for you. It’s a date?”

She laughed and assented, “yes. A date. You are so kind and sexy. I just uhh thank you. This feels nice.”

We kissed at the doorway and i slipped out into the night with my head full of Shalini’s body taking up every space available.