Indian Milf at the petrol station - Sex Stories

Indian Milf at the petrol station

... will have to do for now". She laughed and handed me the card machine, as I slid my card in and typed in my pin, we kept catching each other staring and would make eye contact for a split second before shyly looking away again. As she waited for the receipts to print out, I glanced down once again at her amazing firm tits as they pressed against her top, when I looked up again she was looking at me and ever so slightly biting her bottom lip. We just stared at each other for a couple of seconds until she finally broke the tension by tearing my copy of the receipt out of the machine and handing it to me. As I reached out to grab the receipt, I purposefully reached further forward than I had to and gently brushed my finger tips down her hand and over her fingers before taking the receipt and turning to walk away. Before I pushed the door open to leave, I looked to my right and gave her one more glance, she was leaning forward with her elbows on the desk and twiddling her fingers while staring at me as I walked away. I gave her a quick smile and walked to my car, not really wanting to leave. I threw my wallet and porn mag onto the passenger seat and started the engine before pulling away, as I drove around the small building to get to the exit, the back door of the building swung open and once again, I saw her pop her head around the corner. She raised one arm to get my attention and waved me over once she had seen that I had realised her standing there. I quickly slowed down and ...

... pulled up next to the door before winding my window down to see what she wanted. "Park over there" she nodded towards a parking space labelled as "Staff Parking Only". She took a step closer and leaned into the car, bringing her lips to my ear; I tilted my head to let her get as close as possible and I felt her warm breath glide down my neck as she whispered "Then come back in here and I'll give you a reason to throw away that porn magazine". I've never moved as quickly as I did then, before I knew it, the car was parked up and I was walking into the petrol station through the back entrance as she closed the door behind me. "Are you sure this is allowed?" I nervously asked as I took in my surroundings. "I own the place, I can do what I fucking want" she said in a flirty but rushed tone. She suddenly lunged towards me and grabbed me by the waist, for such a small woman she was really strong, I jerked forwards and looked down at her as she looked up at me, caressing my lower back and pressing her perfect big tits against my stomach. I leaned forwards and brought my lips to hers, I've always wanted to fuck an Indian woman and it felt so good to finally feel a juicy pair of Indian lips press against mine. She slightly parted her thick lips and I immediately brought my tongue out to meet hers. We stood there for a long time, her tits pressed hard against me as our tongues caressed and our lips pressed together. My hands wandered all over her, eventually landing on her fat bubbly ...