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Hello everyone, this is Namrata. I am back again with the next part of my series. My dear readers, I can never forget to thank you all for your motivation. You all are lovely and awesome.
The sexual incidents I am narrating now took place at the beginning of our sexual relationship. Presently I am 59 years old, and Rahul has turned 29. If I calculate accurately, it has been seven years since Rahul is fucking me. Seven years is not a short period by any means.
The love and care for each other is the golden key to our relationship. Otherwise, our sexual relationship would not have lasted this long. I am the best friend of Rahul’s mother. Along with Rahul’s mother, I have also taken care of Rahul like my own son. I have two daughters and no son.
This is why I love Rahul like my own son. And the fact that I had even fed him my breast milk when he was a child fills my heart with joy. Rahul’s mother is a PhD holder working for an agriculture company. So whenever his mother used to be busy, I took care of Rahul.
I was a housewife then because I had to quit my job after my daughter’s delivery. I used to work as an officer for the food corporation of india (FCI). After quitting my job, I enjoyed raising my daughters and my dear Rahul.
So without any more delay, let us continue the story. I pulled Rahul up and took his face in my hands.
Me – Don’t you get tired of doing all these things with me? (I said it with a bit of fake shyness).
Rahul – You have no idea, aunty. You are so attractive. I always lose my mind when I see you. You are all I could have ever dreamt of. (He looked quite serious while saying that.)
I always feel a tingle in my pussy, whenever he looks into my eyes and says those things to me. He leaned towards me for a kiss. I put my finger on his lips and said,
Me – No, not at all, mister. Now we have to go and meet someone. And you are coming with me.
Rahul – What? I mean, who are we going to meet? That too in the middle of this jungle?
I gave him a cold stare, and he immediately corrected his words. He said that in this isolated place, who would we meet? I replied, “We have to pay a visit to the woman who took care of our farmhouse in our absence.”
He seemed excited because Rahul has always loved to be in places close to nature. Full of greenery that only oozes beauty and serenity during all the seasons. As I had denied him a kiss, he was making a sad face. I knew that this hot-blooded fucker was playing games with me.
He then made his puppy face again. I said in my mind that this kid was never going to change. I smiled shyly and just pulled him by his t-shirt collar. I mashed my lips against his lips and kissed him wildly. Then I pushed him back playfully and said.
Me – Happy now, you little rascal? Now finish your coffee soon, we have to leave.
Rahul locked the main door, and we both moved towards the main gate. Rahul locked the gate too. I knew the place was safe, but it’s better to take precautions. We both walked the whole way, talking to each other. The woman we had hired as a caretaker of our farmhouse was sweet.
This is the reason we have still kept her. Her behaviour was also very good. And because Rahul is a flirt, he even flirts with our caretaker. He often jokes with her and pulls her leg comically. In our family, we all know about Rahul’s jovial behaviour. So we allow him to have fun.
Our caretaker offered us tea. Rahul doesn’t prefer tea, but still, he had it because he didn’t want to upset her. Her husband had gone for some work, and her kids were playing around. We talked for some time, and time flew by. We had spent two hours over there just talking.
In between, Rahul used to give me hidden stares. His facial expression clearly stated, how much do these ladies talk? I returned his stares by smiling at him. After two hours, I got up from the chair. Before leaving, I told her I would inform her if I needed any help regarding the cleaning.
Rahul and I started walking back to our farmhouse. We might have walked for only ten minutes. All of a sudden, it started raining heavily. I knew it would rain, but I didn’t expect it to be this heavy. Rahul was saying that we should keep walking. But I was in doubt, as the rain was getting worse.
Me – Rahul, we will have to get back to our caretaker’s house. We can’t walk through this heavy rain.
Rahul – Oh, come on, aunty, only a little distance is left. Let’s go.
Me – Oh, shut up, you idiot. You are a young guy. You will nicely run away in this rain. But what about me?
Rahul – Aunty, I will be with you. Just relax. Now come on, let’s move.
Me – You just shut up and follow me.
I grabbed his hand and dragged him back to our caretaker’s house. By the time we reached back, we were half drenched. I asked her for an umbrella. She was insisting that we stay back till the rain stopped. But I wanted to reach home as I had lots of work to be done.
Even our bags were still unpacked. Unfortunately, she handed us only a single umbrella. Her husband took the other one. Rahul was quite taller than me. I handed him the umbrella, and he opened it. We both somehow reached our house by the mercy of that single umbrella.
Rahul unlocked the gate in a hurry, and we both rushed towards the entrance of our house. After stepping onto the entrance, we both heaved a huge sigh of relief. We both were soaked to the skin. Rahul wore a black t-shirt and a pair of olive green cargo shorts. And he loves to wear his white sneakers always.
I was draped in my dark blue chiffon saree, which was just pasted around my fleshy body. I knew that Rahul might be enjoying me in that wet condition. I caught my saree pleats at my knees. I had to raise my saree a bit higher to squeeze some water out of it. The hem of my saree was around my calves.
I knew that Rahul’s cock might have woken up from its sleep. Then Rahul unlocked the door, and we both got in. Water was still dripping out of our clothes. Rahul immediately removed his t-shirt and tossed it away.
He rushed towards the laundry room, where we had our washing machines. We have stacked clean and fresh towels in the drawers. He grabbed two towels and rushed toward me. He handed me a towel and started wiping his hair with the other one.
We both were looking at each other and drying our hair. After that, Rahul took my hand and pulled me along with him into the laundry room. We had a total of four washing machines over there. There were separate drawers for clean towels and napkins.
Rahul slipped his sneakers off, unbuckled his shorts and dropped them to the floor. He then slid his brief down and stood stark naked before me. I started getting aroused. I was able to see his cock twitch out of arousal. He was slowly gaining his erection.
He walked up to me and said,
Rahul – You need to get out of these clothes, aunty. Or else you may catch a cold.
Before I could reply, he just dropped my saree pallu from my shoulders. I had pinned my saree pallu to my blouse. He removed the pin with such ease. He then unhooked my hooks one by one and dropped my blouse to the floor.
My massive breasts were captured in a sexy bra. He leaned down and kissed each of my bra-clad breasts. He unsnapped my bra hook at the back and peeled it off my breasts. He then knelt before me and caught my wet saree pleats. His right hand fingers plucked my saree pleats out of my petticoat.
He was looking up at me while he did that. The feel of my saree pleats being plucked out of my petticoat was fucking sexy. He pulled the rest of my saree tucked around my hips. My panties looked like a tiny wet cloth stuck on my pussy.
Rahul just caught the waistband of my panties and yanked them down. I stepped out of my panties. He stood and hugged me hard. He lifted me in his arms, and I hooked my legs around his hips.
We both were looking at each other deeply. He carried me upstairs and released me after we reached our bedroom. We both were completely naked. He then cupped both of my breasts in his hands. He collided both my hanging breasts against each other and said,
Rahul – Cheers, aunty. We both made it into the house in this heavy rain.
This time my eyes had to bulge out. My goodness, what did he do? He was just unbelievably naughty.
Me – Rahul, you are just crazy, completely crazy.
Out of complete shyness, I just turned around. I was not able to face him anymore. He hugged me from behind and grabbed my breasts again. He was toying with my breasts. He was pulling them, weighing them, swinging them. My goodness, he is completely crazy.
He then, all of a sudden, put his erect cock into my pussy from behind. Fuck, I was not ready for that. He gripped my breasts hard and started fucking me. There was no need for any gentle fucking then. We both were so damn aroused that we just needed an animalistic fuck.
He started fucking me very hard. Because he was taller than me, he had to bend his knees a bit and fuck me. He was licking and sucking my neck and fucking me harder. I was shamelessly moaning. The sound of the heavy rain was making the situation much more erotic.
He then pulled his cock out and flipped me around to face him. We both just pounced on each other’s lips at the same time. He was devouring my lips, or I was devouring him. We had no idea. We both were kissing very deeply. It was insanely passionate.
He lifted me again, and I clung to him hard. He started sucking my breasts very hard. He had lifted me in the air and was munching on my breasts furiously. I pressed his head forcefully into my bosom and whimpered like a slut. He then took me to the bed in the same posture and threw me onto the bed.
The mattress was very, very fluffy. He knew that it wouldn’t hurt me at all. He immediately crossed my thighs and plunged his hard cock into my pussy. I squealed out of intense pleasure. He started fucking me like a sex maniac. I hooked my legs around his hips.
I pulled his lower body as hard as I could against my body. I had to visit the washroom, but I controlled my pee for a few minutes. My bladder was full and was aching. My orgasm, too, was approaching. My body was going through sensations which I never knew. My entire body was shivering.
And then I just lost it. I orgasmed and peed at the same time. My piss erupted out of my pee hole and splashed against our lower bodies. My pee was everywhere. Rahul’s thighs and abdomen were drenched in my pee.
I beg your pardon for stopping at this phase of the story. I will continue soon as possible. Feedbacks are welcome at [email protected]. See you all soon, bye, and take care.
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