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I live in a community. It’s not typical, though. It is a mature one. I live there with my mother, grandmother, and, of course, myself. My father works in Mumbai, where he lives and lives. As a result, we only have three people living here. I am still a virgin at 19 years old. After completing my SSC education in my village, I moved in with my dad in Mumbai to continue my education. After my most memorable year in degree I had a long summer get-away so I went to my town. There, I was having a great time. Due to the hot summer, I frequently spent the entire day at home. I reside in Maharashtra’s Konkan region. The summer here can reach 36-38 degrees Celsius. As a result, going out with my friends was not in my best interest.
A woman in her late 30s or early 40s visited my house one fine day. She was received with the usual warmth by my family. After receiving her, her mother attended satsang in a nearby location. She knew the family. She came to do work for herself. She was looking to purchase some land in my village. She had dark brown skin and was a lady. She was stunning. It’s possible that her skin was a blend of brown and black.
Both in terms of her physical features and facial features, she was attractive. A black sari with a few white dots on it was on her. She had long hair and eyes so beautiful that even if she looked at someone with them, he would still be impressed. When it came to her body, she was not lean. Wherever needed, she provided mass. Her measurements were 38-34-36, which is the kind of figure I adore in a mature woman. What’s more important is that she didn’t appear to be inviting anyone to look at her, despite the fact that her every move was graceful. She was stunning!
I saw her for the first time since I was a child, despite the fact that she was a family friend. I had no knowledge of her at all. So I did as the majority of us do. In the evening, I asked my mother, “Who is she and why is she here?” My mother informed me that she is the daughter of a friend of my grandmother. Thus, she was a friend of our family. She would spend the next three days with us. She and my grandmother often talked when she was at home. I was sitting next to them and just listening to what they were saying.
Sex stories you must read: Neighbor Aunty fucked hard I learned a few things about her from their conversations. She was first and foremost a widow. About 11 years ago, a fatal car accident claimed the life of her husband. She hasn’t been married since then, and she lives alone in Mumbai. However, she decided to leave her day-to-day life and go to my village because she was now feeling alone. In my village, even she was looking for a place to buy as an investment or even a vacation home. She was looking for a place where she could take a tour of our neighborhood. She told my mom about it. As her husband passed away, my mother felt for her. As a result, she instructed me to accompany her on this trip. I would now serve as her tour guide and companion for the next three days.
I had no intention of getting intimate with her or anyone else when she came to our house. I enjoyed being single. She did not have to, either, in her opinion. She didn’t look like she was starving for sex on her face. After all, how could a woman who had resisted her natural bodily needs for eleven long years show that thing on her face?
She arrived at our residence at noon. It was noon on a Sunday. After welcoming her, my mother went home and went to satsang. As a result, we were having a brief conversation with her. She had lunch while they talked about their past. After that, we had our introduction, smiled at each other, and she went to bed because she was exhausted from the six-hour bus ride.
When my mother returned that evening, I inquired about the woman. She claimed to be Gayatri. She related her tale to me. Her eyes were filled with empathy. After that, Gayatri and my mom talked for a long time. After that, Gayatri’s mother asked me to lead her on a three-day trip to nearby locations, which I reluctantly agreed to after some time. Our village home is not very big. Our hall is where we sleep. The only bedroom we had was where my grandmother used to sleep.
Thus, Gayatri, my mother, and I were now going to sleep in the hall. That night, 10:30, I went to bed. Mom and Gayatri were chatting while watching television. They also fell asleep after a while. My mom was on the extreme left, Gayatri was between us, and I was sleeping on the extreme right side with a wall on my left side. Between Mom and Gayatri and me, there was a distance of approximately 3 feet. Since it was summer, no one had brought anything to cover themselves while we slept. While I’m sleeping, I frequently roll over and wrap my arm around the person sleeping next to me. Gayatri was right beside me that night.
I rolled over and placed my left hand on her while I was still asleep. My hand remained on her stomach for a brief period of time. She did not attempt to delay it. After that, somehow, I moved my hand toward her boobs. Her left tummy was covered by my hand. I had her entire tummy in my hands. Even then, she did not reject my hand. I awoke as soon as I felt something supple yet firm in my hand. She did not wake up, thankfully, because I did not press her boob. She could have killed me right away if she had realized that my hand was on her boob and told my mother, but she didn’t, so I made it through.
The following day, my mother instructed me to take her to a location that was some distance from the village and where she could purchase a plot for herself. I consented, loaded her into my Activa, and I left the house at 10:00 a.m. We visited that location. The land was flat with a few trees on it. We continued on after I parked my activa in a tree’s shed. I was pointing out the area to her. She commented, “I would love to have a house here,” and she liked the view from there.
More Sexual Errors: My wife gave me a hot wife massage and said that it was perfect for her dream house. When I inquired about her aspirations, she informed me that she only desires to ride my activa at the moment. I wasn’t ready to do that, but I was surprised. She begged me numerous times, to which I eventually agreed and gave her the keys. I sat as a pillion while she began her activa. She then sought my direction. I said that if you’re done checking the place, we can go around for a while and then go home. She consented. As a result, I suggested we go somewhere.
We were going somewhere a little bit away from the village. We were able to relax and take in the scenery here thanks to the abundance of sheds and pine trees. We were able to take in the view of the blue Arabian Sea from that hilltop location, which was like a forest in some ways. Although the location was excellent for having a good time, the route there was not. It was a typical village red soil road with numerous ups and downs; for a novice rider, it was challenging to ride an activa and equally challenging to sit pillion. I asked her to give me the activa so I could try my best to drive through the ups and downs of the road because I couldn’t sit on it as a pillion. She said no and told me to hold her from behind.
I inquired, “Are you certain?” She agreed. “You were not afraid to put a hand on me in the night, and now you are afraid even to hold me?” she asked me after a brief pause. and smiled rudely at me. That question really bothered me. However, somehow I managed to say that I have a habit of wrapping my arm around anyone sleeping by my side, that I did not do so with malicious intent, and that I am sorry for that. She said that’s fine. We got back into riding. I eventually asked her, “Why didn’t she put it off her if she knew that I had kept my arm around her?” She gave me a wicked smile as she looked back at me.
While I sit in the backseat and hold her at her waist, we drive to the location. I removed a sheet from the boot space of my activa and parked it below a tree so we could sit on it. We began to walk in the direction of the pine trees. From there, she could see the view and feel the breeze. The splendor that was present there captivated her. She took in the view before beginning her descent into the dense pines. She found a spot for us to relax and enjoy. We sat on the sheet, which I placed. She fell asleep on her back as soon as we sat down. I followed her as she closed her eyes.
Five minutes passed without us saying anything. After that, she inquired, “Do you wrap your arm around anyone?” I told her, “It’s my habit and I can’t control it because it happens when I’m in deep sleep,” because I was shy. She replied, “OK.” I inquired about her previous life. She shared everything I knew about her. At the age of 27, she tied the knot. After just one year of marriage, her husband was killed in a car accident. At the time, she was three months pregnant. She got depressed. She then considered getting married again, but that plan didn’t work out because she didn’t find a good guy. Her child was born to her. Son was the one. However, he was diagnosed with blood cancer four months after his birth, and he quickly left her, alone in the world.
The fact that both of her parents left this world one at a time may not have been enough for her. She was now completely alone in this gloomy world. She shed a tear or two as she related her story to me. I was at a loss for what to do. When I saw that she was crying, I became panicked. I simply held her hand and assured her that everything was fine, would be fine, and so on. However, she continued to shed tears. So I gave her a hug. I gave her a firm hug, and she also gave me a firm hug.
Stories about free sex: Fucked by a train worker and a prostitute, I felt her breast on my chest, which made me grow lower. However, I managed it and held her tightly. I tried to let go of the grip after a while, but she wouldn’t let me. I was eventually forced to hold her once more as soon as I lost my grip. Thus, we were once more tightly embracing. I could feel something rising there as we both lie down and hug each other without letting go of the grip. She didn’t let me end the hug and take my hands back, so I tried touching her right boob. It felt far better to have a womans bosom contact. I asked her, “Gayatri, what happened?” in her ear. “I just need someone,” she said.
“Gayatri, I’m here with you.”
She expressed her disappointment, “You are so sweet, but you can’t help me.”
“I’ll do it if you just tell me what you want me to do to make you feel better.” Innocently, I said that to her.
She smiled and said, “You wanted to know why I didn’t put your hand off me yesterday?” as she looked at me.
I replied, “Yes.”
“I felt good when you put your hand on me,” she said.
“So are you saying that it will improve your mood?”
She replied, “Yes, it will make me feel better,” with a smile.
I removed myself from the embrace by pulling back. I knew what she wanted me to do at the time, but I wasn’t sure. I was a teenager at the time.
I decided to give it a shot and placed my hand on her as we were lying next to each other. She gave me a smile and began gazing into my eyes. Keeping a firm grip on her, I brought her close to me.
We got our chance. My entire body was ignited by that spark. My veins suddenly started to pump blood more forcefully than ever before. We were one instant after I got close to her and she got close to me. We could feel each other’s breath.
It was stunning. It was my very first kiss. We exchanged kisses. It felt so good to have her lower lip in my lips. Her taste was as sweet as nectar, and the pine trees around us grooved so that when we kissed, they were the ones who got excited. Her arms around me made me feel like I was in the best place. So that the sun can’t see us and keep our little secret, our lovely little secret, clouds covered the sky.
After 11 years, I was sucking her lips for the first time as a woman, and she was sucking mine as a man. Our words exchanged feelings, mine with hers and hers with mine. She started licking my tongue after a lengthy lip lock. I was unable to perform the French kiss that she was attempting. I had seen it in pornographic films and movies. I tried to do what she did, and my stars were shining brightly as I succeeded. The French Kiss was so ferocious. It was only the beginning of my realization of how beautiful life is.
We gave each other long kisses. My first kiss with her was so amazing.
My left hand went over her saree while we were kissing. She was decked out in a blouse and yellow saree. She let out a soft moan when I pressed her right boob against her saree. I felt so good holding that boob. Now, I couldn’t control more. I began slowly removing her pallu. I could see her tight nipples rising inside her blouse when I removed her pallu. This indicates that she did not have a bra on. I had doubts. I first looked at her, then at her boobs again. I unhooked a blouse, and that was all that stood between me and her gorgeous boobies at this point. I slowly took off her blouse. Now I was in front of the most amazing treasure I had ever seen, and it was telling me to “loot as much as you can.”
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She was now lying on her back, and I was on top of her. I pressed her boobies with pleasure, care, and affection with both hands. She groaned with the same intensity no matter how hard I pressed her boobs. I gave her a second passionate kiss as I leaned forward and held her face in my hands. We kissed until we couldn’t breathe. For me, it was truly extraordinary. I kissed her on the ear and neck areas. I moved slowly closer to her chest. After holding her breast once more, I gave her upper chest a kiss. I gave her a boob kiss. I never kissed a single centimeter of her boobs. She was having fun.
“Suck my nipples boy,” she said.
I did as she instructed.
I sucked on her big, beautiful nipples and hard tits.
I had fun with them. It turned out to be the thing that brought us both joy when I gently squeezed her nipples in my thumb and forefinger. I took her nipples in my mouth and sucked them hard like a baby, rolling my tongue over her areolas, and sucking her boobs again while drinking her milk. I wanted her milk more and more because it made me crazy. I almost sucked them for a half-hour, but I still felt like I had more.
She took off my shirt while I was sucking her boobs. We were now even. Half naked in front of one another.
She first kissed me on the lips, then on the forehead, and then she moved down. She gave me a chest and nipple kiss. We once more had a lengthy lip lock. I began taking off her saree. She also took off my pants, leaving me in underwear while she donned a petticoat ahead of me.
I took off the petticoat by releasing the strap. She was underneath a pair of black pants. I kissed her navel as I leaned over her. While I was pressing her boobs and squirting milk out of them, I licked her navel. I took off her pants once I was finished with her navel. She was now naked and lying in front of me. She was clean down there, having shaved her pubic hair. I thought she looked like a sex goddess. The only thing I could do was stare at her body and be mesmerized by it.
I was asked, “What am I looking at?” by her.
I replied, “You.”
“Have you ever seen a woman naked before?” She inquired.
Shaking my head, I
She stood up and looked at me in disbelief.
She inquired, “Are you my first?”
I replied with a nod.
She kissed me once more while smiling and holding my face in her hands. She forced me to lie on my back and took full control. She removed my underwear.
She examined my raised penis. It is 6 1/2 inches long. She smiled as she looked at it. She tenderly grasped my penis. It was incredible. When she held my penis in her hands, all I could feel was the concentrated heat and blood in one organ. She walked up to me. sat on my thighs and She placed my solidly constructed penis in her wet pussy. She had a tight pussy. Her pussy had not been touched by a cock in over 11 years. I was now entering her body after this long.
It was the first time that it only got half-way. We both let out a loud moan of delight as it entered. But because it was my first time, I felt some pain. She knew that and kissed me as she leaned over. She was completely seduced, and she was close to biting my lips. She started moving down, waving her waist and big, tight butt while she was kissing me. She lowered herself and wrapped her vagina around my penis. She then began riding me as a cowgirl. I wished I never took my penis out of her pussy because it was so warm! She was making me very happy by moving her ass.
I felt as though I was going to cum in a matter of seconds. I told her about it, and she agreed that it was okay for her to feel it inside. After 11 years, she said she wouldn’t let my first man get wasted anywhere else because I brought her joy. And after about 15 to 20 seconds, I let go of my cum inside of her. She also reached her climax shortly after I let go of my cum. It made us both feel so good. She sat down next to me and slept. We kissed once more and gave each other a firm hug. To regain power, I rolled over her and started sucking her milk once more. I kept my head on her large, melon-like milk jugs while swallowing a lot of milk and rolling off her once more. She then came over to me, placed a second boob in my mouth, instructed me to suck it as hard as I could, and slept on me for about 30 minutes. The time was then checked. After noon, it was two o’clock. Therefore, we decided to return home.
I gave her a final back-to-back hug, held her boobs tightly, and squeezed them hard. gave her a neck kiss. After that, we returned home and changed into our clothes and activa.