Hi there.

As you can probably tell if youve looked at my galleries, Im attracted to Indian women and I thought it would be fun to give you a brief explanation why, because this wasnt always the case.

If someone told me this story I wouldnt believe them! I was never attracted to Indian or Pakistani women at school, college and not even for many years at work despite being around many of them, it wasnt until I was in my thirtys and got invited to a birthday party for my Indian work friends son who was turning five years old.

The majority of the people at the party as you can imagine were Indian guests with just myself and six others being the only white people in attendance, four women and three men.

The party went as you would expect with lots of bhangra music and dancing to the beat of the dohl drum, while there was a never ending supply of alcohol and food with the men seemingly gathering together talking about football and the women in their colorful saris and kurtas also in there own groups probably talking about whos galub jamun and pakora was the best.

It was while I casually looked around the room I caught the glance of a woman sitting at a table wearing a peacock blue and green sari who was talking to an elderly man, she looked to be in her forties and was quite attractive even to me who wasnt drawn to Indian women.

After a few minutes of chatting to someone at my table I glanced across the room to the woman again who was sitting alone now and she smiled back at me when she saw me looking at her, I got distracted by my friend and when I looked back the woman had gone but I caught a glimpse of her on the dance floor.

Sometime later I was returning to my table from the bathroom down the hallway when she came toward me from the other direction, the sequins of her sari twinkling from the overhead light, she asked me if the bathroom was down the hall with a soft voice and slight accent, she seemed to be more petite up close and smelled of some sweet perfume, but her eyes!!

OMG they were deep dark brown and the whites of her eyes were startlingly bright in contrast to the black mascara framing her eyes into a point at the edges, they were hypnotising as she looked at me.

Wow she was sexy in all of her traditional regalia! If youve ever had one of those moments where time stood still, this was one of those moments!

I told her the bathroom was further down the hall and she walked toward me to pass down the narrow corridor and put her hand on my hip as she did so, we both froze for what seemed like minutes looking at each other eyes, her hand resting on the waistband of my trousers.

She looked down at where her hand was and then looked back up at me, a small smirk spreading across her mouth, slight cracks forming at the edge of her eyes, before she quickly slid her hand across and down inside my trousers and briefs, he bangles chiming together as she pushed her hand further down grabbing hold of my cock.

Her hand felt so soft and she started massaging my cock with her fingers while she looked into my eyes, her tongue parting the corner of her mouth.

"Follow me" she said and she led me by the waist of my trousers down the hall past the bathrooms to a room at the far end of the corridor with a small bar and seating that was not being used and was unlit except for the lights outside which illuminated the room easily enough to see.

She led me around the bar, pulled me close to her and  kissed me pushing her tongue in my mouth while she hastily unzipped my trousers and tugged them open! She was a woman who knew exactly what she wanted, her hand inside my briefs again and her fingers around my hardening shaft stroking it while her tongue swirled around mine!

Before I knew it she was on her knees pulling down my trousers and briefs in one go, by then I was rock hard and my cock sprang up into her face, she seemed pretty impressed and she wrapped her slender brown fingers around it tugging slowly and examining it until she had my swollen head between her lips, sucking it like it was her favorite lollypop, she didnt deep throat me but I wasnt complaining and she definitely knew how to suck cock.

I put my hands on her head and wound some of her long dark black hair around my fingers as she looked up at me with her kohl framed brown eyes, her gold bangles chimed continously as she worked my shaft coating me in her saliva. 

She abruptly stopped sucking me off and lifted her sari and removed her panties, turned round on her knees and pulled her sari up over her waist, her naked shapely round ass and pussy was on full display and was an incredible sight as she ran her french manicured  fingers up and down her ebony slit exposing the pink interior of her pussy.

She slipped off her juttis as I got on my knees between her feet and put my hands on her ass as she reached back guiding my cock inside her, she let out an slight moan and exhale when my throbbing head parted her pussy lips and started to sink inside her warm wet opening with ease, pushing forward and giving her my whole length in one go.

Her pussy felt fucking amazing, she was so wet and warm and I was balls deep inside her thrusting like there was no tomorrow, the sound of her bangles clanging and the moist slapping sound of her shapely ass jiggling in waves as I thrust myself into her.

Looking down at the sight of my bare white meat stretching out her brown gash was mind blowing and it wasnt long before something else was blowing too!

Id love to say we fucked for quite a while but in reality I think it was about ten minutes, I wanted to cum in her so bad but instead pulled out just in time to spray what I swear was my biggest load ever!

It sprayed all over her ass, back and sari and I kept cumming, five or six loads covered her until her ass hole was a pool of my hot seed, what a beautiful sight it was watching my white cum dripping down her ebony body down over her pussy and onto her legs and floor.

We went back to the party and I never saw her again, I dont know if she was married or not, or maybe even had a husband there! I like to think so!

She was my first Desi woman and hope I was her first white man!

So there you have it, now you know how I got attracted to Indian women. My next Desi encounter was maybe even more surreal, but thats another story I might tell you about on here in the future!

Thanks for reading.