My New Indian Girlfriend Thought My Dick Was Too Big, But Her Mother Didn’t Think So
My name is Ralph. I am a light skin Black man. I am 25 years old. I am 6-4 in height and weigh 190 pounds.
I have a slight muscular build.
I live in Jersey City, New Jersey.
In Jersey City there is large population of Indian people. There is a section of Jersey City that has a street of continuous Indian restaurants. I frequent some of these restaurants maybe twice a month. And it is here that my story starts.
It was on a rainy Friday night when I went to a restaurant on Newark Avenue in Jersey City.
Once in the restaurant I dried off a little. Then I was seated at a table near the back. When the waiter came to take my order, I told him I do not need a menu as I knew exactly what I wanted to order. So it was that I ordered chicken biryani mild. I also told the waiter that I wanted to place a takeout order of Chicken Samosa. As I was placing my order I spotted a young Indian woman looking at me. As I glanced over to see her looking at me I casually smiled at her. She quickly turned away. I then noticed her pretty face and her really long shiny jet black hair that was in a braided ponytail.
While enjoying my meal I caught this young Indian woman occasionally looking at me. On each occasion I smiled at her. A few times she would briefly smile back at me.
I could not finish my meal as it was always too much to eat for one person, so I told the waiter that I would like to have the remaining food to go. That is when I caught the young Indian woman laughing. I asked her with that pretty smile of yours, why are you laughing. She replied I was wondering how much of that chicken briyani you were going to eat before you surrendered. I replied yep, they always give you enough for two to three people. I always get the remaining food to go. By the way my name is Ralph and you with the pretty smile and wonderfully long jet black hair what is your name. She responded Kanti. I then said that name matches your beauty. Not only did I get a smile from Kanti, she started blushing. I then asked her what she had ordered. Kanti said Masala Dosa. I then said you ate the whole thing and Kanti replied I have a big appetite. I then said “really”. That got a sharp steer from Kanti. All I could do was to smile. I then quickly asked do you come here a lot. Kanti said about 3 or 4 times a month usually on Fridays. This is my favorite restaurant. At this point the waiter came back with my check. I was finished boxing up my remaining food to go. At that point I said Kanti it was a pleasure talking to you. I truly enjoyed my meal and also looking at your gorgeous face.
Take care and enjoy the rest of your weekend.
So on the next Friday I made it a point to go to the same restaurant hoping to see Kanti again. I ordered Masala Dosa just to see how that tasted. It was ok but I would not order it again. Well I ate really slow hoping that Kanti would show up, well not my lucky day as she did not show up. The next weekend it was raining on that Friday. I again went to the same restaurant around the same time. As I was seated and about to order Kanti entered the restaurant. She was being seated and then she asked to be seated in the back where I was sitting. There was only one couple sitting near the front of the restaurant , so there was plenty of unoccupied tables. As I saw Kanti approaching me I smiled. My eyes were glowing. Kanti also had a glow on her face as she said hello Ralph. I said Hi Kanti , you remembered my name. Kanti sat at the table across from me. We are facing each other. I then said what a nice surprise. I get to enjoy my meal while looking at truly a gorgeous woman. Kanti smiled and blushed.
At this point let me describe Kanti as I now saw her approaching me and then sitting down. Kanti is about 5-7 and in my estimate she is about 145 pounds. She has a tan complexion , close to a very light skinned black man, just a shade lighter than me. She has tits that are not quite the size of grapefruits but they are larger than oranges. She has long shiny jet black hair that is in a braided ponytail. The ponytail drapes down to the middle of her ass. And speaking of her ass, WOW !! Kanti has a nice big round ass. Usually an ass like that is common on older Indian woman in the 40s. Kanti has nice long legs. She is , well to sum it up a nice looking well rounded statuesque looking woman. But most of all she has a pretty smile and a gorgeous face. I estimate that she is 21-23 years of age. I would find out that she was attending New Jersey City University.
I then asked Kanti so what are you going to order today. Kanti said I don’t know yet. Then she said what are you going to order Ralph. I said I am going to order what you ordered the last time I saw you. I am going to order Masala Dosa. Kanti said nice, you remembered that I ordered that. I said yes, I have a great memory and I can actually tell you what you wore that day. You had on a black sweater, white blouse, nice blue tight fitting jeans and black flats. You had a red and black backpack. Kanti said you do have a great memory. Nice tight fitting jeans??? I then said yes nice tight fitting revealing jeans.
Kanti said revealing??? I then replied oh yes !! very pleasantly revealing !!
Kanti started blushing again. I said Kanti why are you blushing you must know that you are a beautiful young lady with unbelievable curves and long lovely jet black hair. I knew when I said that I could totally get Kanti to blush even more.
Now was the time to get more personal. I asked why she always eats alone in a nice restaurant like this. Where is your boyfriend or husband. Kanti replied if your trying to find out if I am spoken for or single, the answer is I am single and I am attending school at the local university. So why do you always eat alone Ralph. I then said because I don’t like to cook and I enjoy Indian food. Kanti says you too are single ??? I then said yes I am single. So both our food dishes has arrived as Kanti is having chicken tandoori.
We have a continuous conversation laughing as we go along. Soon Kanti gets her check , pays and leaves. About 5 minutes later I get my check and pay and I too am leaving.
Once I got outside it is really raining hard. In the next doorway I see Kanti standing there. So I joined her in that door way. I said why are you here. Kanti says can’t you see it’s really raining heavy. I smiled. Yes it is, are you afraid of melting. Kanti looking puzzled. I said when sugar gets wet it melts. Kanti the punches me on my arm as she is laughing. Kanti then said she is waiting for a taxi that she called for but it had not come yet. As she was saying that a taxi pulled up but it was for me. I then told Kanti to take my cab. At first she said no but thank you anyway. I did however convinced her to take my cab. I then called another taxi cab to take me home.
Two weeks later I would see Kanti at the restaurant again.
I would go to the restaurant every Friday at the same time.
So it was not by chance that I would eventually run into Kanti at the restaurant again. As usual I’m sitting in the back. Upon entering the restaurant Kanti sees me and asks to be seated in the back. When she gets close to my table we greet each other. After Kanti is seated, I ask her to join me at my table. Kanti hesitantly agrees and joins me.
I tell her that lunch is on me. Kanti says no , but once again I convinced her to agree. I tell her there is only one condition. Kanti’s eyes open wide and says what might that condition be. I said that you have to order for both of us. Kanti seemed relived and smiled. Kanti says oh that is no problem at all and smiles again. I then started to push the buttons and said what did you think I was going to ask you as a condition. Kanti said forgive me, I was thinking something bad. So forgive me. I said no problem and Kanti orders for both of us.
We enjoyed our meals and a lot of pleasant conversation. I found out that she is majoring in economics. She finds out that I am a computer programming/analyst. Soon we both go on our separate ways. A week later Kanti is once again at the restaurant. I motion forgot her to come and sit at my table. We say hello to one another. I complimented her on what she had on and how she looks.