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Indian Take-Away©
It was only after an old girlfriend had forced Jason into eating curry
that he realized how good the stuff was. Since then, Justin went to an
Indian restaurant once a week. When he was transferred to Montreal
Canada a year ago, it took him about six months to find a curry
restaurant that he liked. It turned out to be a few miles from his new
home but he often stopped by after work since it was on his way home.
Usually he simply picked it up and took it home to eat. Last week
Justin went into the restaurant and the beauty of the waitress that
wrote his order astounded him.
She was a slender girl in her mid twenties. Jason figured she might be
related to the owner since she was definitely a Hindu. She had the
beautiful dark bronze skin of an Indian and those smooth and clearly
defined facial features that seemed to make them unapproachable. In
fact, Justin had always thought that Indian women could not be
approached sexually because of their religious beliefs. He was about
to find that could not be further from the truth. While he waited for
his dinner in a bag, Jason struck up a conversation with her and found
that Chandopra was educated in England and was here helping her family
out for a couple of days before she headed back to New York. Jason
knew he did not have very long, then, to see if he could take this
beauty out, so he sucked up his courage and asked her if she would
like to go out the following evening since it was Friday and he
wouldn’t have to work the next day. To his surprise, she agreed.
They set some plans and it was decided that Chandopra would drop by
his house on the outskirts of the city and they would head out to Old
Quebec City for the evening. The next day at work, Jason’s head was
swimming with a very active imagination. He daydreamed of taking her
sari off and fucking her ass off and maybe even, her sucking his hard
cock. Over lunch, he was sitting in his office and got an amazing hard
on when he imagined himself tit fucking those firm round globes that
were so perfectly mounted on her chest.
On his way home from work, a truck ran into the back of his car
delaying him by about an hour and a half. Although he was not hurt, he
was definitely pissed off. He got home just before Chandopra was to
arrive and needed to shower quickly. The doorbell rang as he was just
turning on the water. Opening the door, Chandopra stood before him
dressed in jeans and a white silk blouse and looked more enticing than
she did the previous day. He explained what had happened and assured
her that he did not intend to break a date with an Indian goddess. She
laughed as Jason went into the bathroom to have a shower.
Jason was finishing shaving when there was a soft knock on the
bathroom door. “Need something?” he queried.
“I have need of your bathroom facilities,” came a soft sensual
response.
Jason picked up his towel to cover his cock and opened the door.
“Come in, I will leave you some privacy.” Jason said as he secretly
wished he could stay and watch her pull those jeans off that luscious
round ass.
“You don’t need to leave, I only have to wee.” Came the reply from
Chandopra.
Jason could not believe his luck. He sat on the side of the tub as she
seductively wiggled out of her jeans. Those white silk bikini undies
really set off the darkness of her soft skin.
“Would you like to pull my undies down?” she said smiling. Jason put
his thumbs under the waistband and slowly slid them over her bottom
and down her legs. As she sat down, Jason could not help admire the
shape of her thighs but more so the perfectly trimmed mound of
jet-black hair framing her pussy.

Chandopra let go her stream of pee into the toilet and with a devilish
grin on her face, pulled away the towel resting over Jason groin.
“Oh, you are well-endowed aren’t you,” she exclaimed as Jason’s semi
hard cock immediately stood straight up. She rested her hand on his
thigh and began to move it slowly up to his erect shaft. While she
engulfed his prick with her tiny hand, Jason began to unbutton her
blouse. He had to stop her jacking him off while he took it off her.
God, her tits overflowed that white silk bra and he could not wait to
get his lips on those nipples. He undid the front closure and those
34C titties were his. She had the best nipples. They were thick and
strong and sat in the middle of chocolate brown areolas that were so
puffy and suckable.
“I think we are not going out tonight,” Jason said as he grabbed a bit
of toilet paper and wiped her pussy dry of pee. Jason then lofted her
off the toilet and took her into the bedroom where he finished
undressing her. When he got her on the bed, Jason explored every inch
of this bronze body. He sucked on her tits and licked her nipples; he
went down on her, feasted on her incredibly long clit, and sucked her
pussy until she came in waves of thunderous orgasms. When she had
finished, Chandopra straddled Jason’s hard cock and rode him like a
horse. The muscle control in her pussy was incredible as she undulated
his cock. It took him only a couple of minutes to cum but when he did,
Chandopra took all his spunk into her Indian twat and then gripped it
hard so it stayed inside of her.
Jason felt spent and was not sure he could do it again. As he lay
there, Chandopra explained that she was a student of the Kama Sutra
and she would give him pleasure all night. She was true to her word
because every fucking page in that book she applied to their little
orgy that night and Chandopra was brilliant. When they awoke late in
the morning, they had a shower and took their hot sex to every room in
his house. Jason was in his glory and fucked this Indian sex goddess
in every hole she had often covering her face and tits with his thick
hot cream that somehow Chandopra was able to get more of.
Chandopra was leaving the following day for New York and Jason needed
to be with her more. To suck those tits and fuck that tight little
asshole was exhilarating. She left around noon and said goodbye, since
her plans were to be with her family that night and they would see her
off at the airport. Jason arranged to meet her in New York the
following month. Sadly, he said goodbye for now.
--CONTINUED--
Authored by: D.C.S. O'Malley - ISBN 0-9732798-0-X
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