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The Horny Indian Guy

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I couldn't believe this happened
It seems so long ago. I had to walk two miles to go for extra tuition at the house of my maths teacher, when at college. On the way back, every weekday, I passed a small takeaway restaurant selling Indian curries. A smartly dressed sikh (Indian with beard, moustache, long hair and turban) strolled about. Apparently he was the owner of the takeaway. He was about 65, slightly overweight and very short. But he had a pleasant smile for me each time. I was too shy and apprehensive to smile back. One day, he gestured me to come near. As I approached him he asked me if I wanted some food. Although I said no, he still brought a cold drink for me and told me to drink it inside the kitchen. The kitchen was a huge hall with many electric and gas stoves and uncooked chicken wings hanging from an aluminum wire. The smell of the chicken and spices were overwhelming. He led me to one corner and pushed me to the wall gently. Relax, he told me as he started caressing my butt cheeks. I was already aware of my sexual needs and preferences but I never thought I would have sex with someone so old. I was not naive and knew what he wanted but was just scared that all the cooks and waiters could see us but they were carrying on with their jobs like nothing abnormal was taking place. Finally, the Sikh's probing hand reached the buckle of my jeans. Seeing my popped out eyes, he smiled and said not to worry. [only later I came to know that he had had sex with all his staff]. He slowly unbuckled my jeans and popped the buttons of my fly. I was semi hard by then. He suddenly pushed my jeans to my ankles along with my briefs leaving me naked below the belt. Meanwhile, with his other hand he had managed to free his own cock, which was still hidden under his huge belly. Then he placed my hand over his cock. I got the shock of my life. I could have never imagined such a large cock on such a small man. It was glistening with a drop of pre cum. He asked me to pull the foreskin back and rub the cock head with my thumb. I did that and got a slightly musky and milky smell of his old crotch which had lots of grey hair. He then locked his hairy mouth on mine in a deep kiss, his tongue probing feverishly inside my mouth. While kissing, he brought our cocks together and started lubing them up with his pre cum. It was an amazing feeling our cocks sliding across each other with all that slimy pre cum. Every few minutes, he would bring his fingers to my mouth for me to lick them clean. I could see behind his back one or two of his cooks were fondling their cocks from inside their loose trousers. One was openly jacking off. As he sprayed his cum on the floor I also shot my load like no tomorrow. The Sikh also sprayed thick ropes of his senior citizen cum all over my jeans. He even wiped his wet, slimy and cum-coated hands all over my jeans. He even fed some of my own and his cum to me. I was quite turned on by the whole scenario and looked forward to my next maths tution. It was a very good arrangement and continued for a whole year till I graduated from my college and had to move to another city.

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