Lisa is a nurse from India. About 5 years ago, there was a huge influx of nurses coming to Ireland from countries like India and Philippines as part of a major recruitment drive to fill up vacancies in Ireland’s short-staffed health-service sector. Lisa had come to Ireland, looking for a brighter future and better opportunities.
She was living temporarily as a paying guest with Saji and Benita, also an Indian couple, who incidentally, happened to be my tenants in Tallaght. Being an old hand in the property lettings business (I own a few houses in Dublin) as also my main business (stainless steel fabrication and fitting commercial kitchens), I had met many Indians before. My impression of them has always been quite ok actually. I have met them either as my tenants, or as chefs & restaurant staff in the numerous Indian Restaurant kitchens that I have fitted to date.
Helping out
Lisa knew that she would soon have to move out to her OWN accommodation. One day, when I visited Saji’s house to fix a small crack in the upstairs bathroom floor, Saji introduced me to Lisa and asked if I could help her find a ‘single’ accommodation. As I had an empty bed-sit vacant in Terenure, I offered her an instant viewing. It suited her fine too, as Lisa was working in some private nursing home near the St. Luke’s.
When driving her, I found her struggling with the seatbelt……..she just couldn’t figure out how to belt herself up. I gave her a hand strapping it on, and quite unknowingly, the back of my palm touched her taut breast……….I am sure she noticed that too, but both of us decided to just overlook it.
But it DID start giving me ideas………..she was demure, about 35, darkish, with curly jet black long hair, and kind of petite. Her eyes were beautiful and lips were full, with sparkling white teeth. It would be an absolute treat tasting her…………
Soon, Lisa became my tenant. There wasn’t much contact with her thereafter, as the rent used to come via a standing order and she was absolutely a ‘trouble-free’ tenant. However, one day, I got a call from Lisa. It was a Tuesday morning and I was up in Sligo at that time, working on a kitchen-project of a new foodcourt, which required me to stay in Sligo, often for days together at a stretch.
Looking for something new
I was putting up in the Radisson, courtesy of the other ‘party’ that I was working for (as a kitchen facilities planner/advisor). “Hello Sean, do you recognize me?” Of course I did……….”tell me, what can I do for you Lisa” “Oh, I was actually looking for an accommodation in Tallaght……..do you have another 3 bed semi there by any chance ?” “Why do you need such a big house ?” “Ohhhhhhh, didn’t I tell you…? I just got a job in the dialysis ward in Tallaght Hospital. My husband and kids have now got the visa for Ireland and are coming here next month. I need a bigger house anyway, so I decided to move now”
“Wow, that’s great news !!!……….listen, I surely have something for you, only problem is, I won’t be back in Dublin until Friday evening. “You mean you are out of Dublin?” Lisa. “Yeah, I am up in Sligo. “What kind of place is it?” Lisa “Nice……..very beautiful in fact….., why DO you ask?” I was a bit taken aback by this unexpected question. “Ummm, nothin’ just like that………I haven’t been anywhere in Ireland until now…… never had time-off from work. Now I have a full week’s break before joining my new job in Tallaght, so I was looking forward to seeing a bit of Ireland……….once I join there, I won’t get another chance like this for atleast a full year……….would you recommend Sligo ?”
How could anyone say no to that? This would surely brighten up my evenings. I drooled at the prospect of using the opportunity to my fullest advantage……and maybe fulfill my desire to taste an Indian pussy after all. “I absolutely would recommend Sligo…..in fact, you are more than welcome to be my guest here, I have a fully paid up 5 star accommodation all to myself……..I am free most evenings and have my 4X4, so I can show you a bit of this part of the country……….we can even drive to Bundoran and Killibegs !!! And I can drive you back to Dublin on Friday, that would give me company for the boring 3 hour drive” I insisted.
To the hotel
I received Lisa at the Sligo Railway station around midday and drove her straight to the hotel room……..”Relax, order something from the room-service and freshen-up, I will try to be back early in the evening, then we can go for a spin.” When I came to the room that evening, Lisa was all dressed up for an outing…I went to the attached bathroom to freshen up and saw her lacey white panties hanging on the towel rod… I sniffed them…….sneaky bastard that I am. “This is the Gateway to heaven”, I thought to myself…….
We drove to Bundoran, grabbed some food at the KFC and enjoyed it by the seaside. Back in the hotel, we went to the bar; she just took a coke while I had single malt, straight on the rocks. Back in the hotel room, it emerged that Lisa hadn’t brought a change of clothes……..”I had meant to buy a pajamas or a nice gown from some local shop here but didn’t get a chance to get out all day”, she explained sheepishly. It was a bit late now, so for that night atleast, she would have to settle for one of those turkish poolside bathrobes provided by the hotel. How sexy she looked in that……..”Tomorrow, we will buy you some comfy indoor clothes”, I said.
She was surprisingly unrestrained and sassy today (that too, for an Asian)………of course,in a pleasantly sexy way ! “You don’t have to stay on the couch, you can come to the bed……..” said she, beckoning me encouragingly, whilst shuffling to one corner. As I moved on the king-sized bed beside her, she pulled the blanket over us “Bit nippy here, it’s never so cold in the southern part of India where I belong.” said she. It was evident that she was itching for a fuck………in fact, it was I who was a bit nervous now (surprise, surprise!!!). Soon I found myself stroking her thighs, reaching higher and higher up……..she didn’t seem to mind at all……….till I felt her hairy pubes………..as my hand touched there, she let out a desperate sigh closing her eyes, and pulled me over herself “Sean, just tear me apart today, don’t stop !!!”
“But I thought your husband is coming to Ireland soon…….”…I was clearly confused now. “Yeah, I know, but I am unable to wait Sean……..we are married seven years now and I think I have this thing called the ‘seventh year itch’. How do you think I can resist an urge for sex when I have been handling those big red Irish cocks in the renal ward all day for the last one year……….I am starving Sean, I am starving, fuck my brain silly !” pleaded Lisa.
Three days of passion
Needless to mention, a lot of fucking followed in the next three days. She used to keep my butt pressed with her extraordinarily strong grip if I ever used to come before she climaxed. She used to keep gyrating under me UNTIL she came even if I stopped……..she never let me off me until she had reached HER orgasm.
I had never expected a woman’s grip to be so strong, that too for the frail figure that Lisa had…………I used to be completely overpowered by her strength…….what a shame for a six foot hulk………. “Do you think my cock is small” I asked stupidly, typical of a male who had encountered a woman (who must be) handling dozens of peckers everyday……..”Tell me, does size matter to women?” “To an extent, size does matter………..but you have nothing to worry Sean, your’s is bigger than average……though I must admit, I have handled bigger ones…………you know, too big a cock can sometimes hurt a woman, so not all women necessarily enjoy a large penis. The main thing is, it has to be rock-hard…..NOT just big. It is not the nail, but the hammer which drives the nail that counts”……….what a perfectly balanced answer coming from a trained ace nurse………..it did wonders for my self confidence.
At her mercy
Lisa even introduced me to Viagra……..being the ‘sexpert’ from the land of Kama sutra that she was, Lisa knew exactly that ANY man WOULD eventually run out of steam trying to satiate her big appetite for sex………..and she had no problems sourcing them too. In fact, she had carried six 300mg tablets with her. Surely, she had done her homework well.
On the bed, Lisa was as hungry as a lioness in the African savannah………….. We fucked in every conceivable place at every conceivable hour of the day (or night) for the next 3 days………..the hotel, the Strandhill beach, Rosses Point….. or any secluded corner on the twisty country roads of county Sligo………just name it. People always have fantasies about having sex with ‘uniformed girls’, but for me, it was unfolding into a real life drama…………….. Until this date every time I drive to Sligo, I smile when I go past all those fine spots near Roosky, Carrick-on-Shannon and Mullingar along the way, where we had those passionate fucks in my car, on our way back to Dublin that Friday night………….the sex marathon eventually came to an abrupt end when I finally dropped Lisa at Terenure after showing her the 3-bed semi in Tallaght…………..
Till date, I remain unsure, who was actually ‘using’ whom……who really was the ‘prey’ and who was the ‘predator’…….Lisa had extracted every drop of my masculine juices in those 3 days……..what a man-eater !!! I will let you decide.
As if nothing happened
PS: Later when her family arrived here, I got invited one day for a fine Indian meal. Lisa’s husband is an absolute gentleman and her kids are adorable. Lisa didn’t even show a single sign of revealing the raunchy times we had together in front of her husband…….what a lovable bitch !!!!!!!!
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