Hello guys, Tushar (name changed) here from Mumbai, 29 years old. About me, 5’9 feet, a Maharashtrian guy, average body, living life to the fullest, kind of person. Currently working as a freelancer, a Counsellor and a masseuse (part-time). I don’t like judging people, but rather to know them to the core.
Today I am sharing one of my such experiences with you, which happened around 2018 – 2019. That time, I used to stay alone for study and job purposes in one of the cities in Raigad (Maharashtra) on rent. This story is about Ujwala, a mother of two children, 8 and 6 years old, respectively.
I had made her my horny slave and made her pregnant. That time, she was around 32 years old, and I was around 24. I used to fuck her whenever I wanted or she felt the itch of getting fucked.
About Ujwala, 5feet 4 inches, fair complexion, a bit healthy due to pregnancy. Perfectly sized boobs n ass, brown nipples, brown pussy, 36-32-36 figure, long hairs till her back.
Coming to the story. Ujwala was a typical housewife. Her family was a conservative one, so she used to be in her full attire. She always used to wear a saree, anklets on her feet, bangles in her hands, Sindhoor, kajal in her eyes and a mangalsutra.
Her husband, being a businessman, used to stay in different places due to work mostly. She used to stay with her children and mother-in-law. I was friendly with the family, and we had a great bond and understanding.
One day, Ujwala asked if I could give tuitions to her children. I agreed as I remain free in the evening, and it will be a pastime for me. So soon, the tuition started on a daily basis.
Everything was normal, the children too liked my teachings as I was very friendly. In between the tuition, Ujwala used to serve me coffee and inquire about my studies. In this way, days passed. I had a crush on Ujwala from the first day I saw her.
She is not very beautiful, but she is a perfect housewife and mother. That’s the reason I liked and respected her. But I couldn’t express my feelings as I feared this would ruin my relationship with her and her family.
One day, I gave some problems to the children to solve. My mind was filled with all these thoughts of her and me. Suddenly, Ujwala came to serve tea. Unknowingly, I touched her fingers while taking the cup from her.
That was the first feeling I got when I touched her soft fingers. She didn’t react; she just smiled and went out. That day I went home and a burning desire started building inside me to fuck her and make her mine. From that day, I used to touch her fingers while taking the teacup without any reaction from her.
This went on for some days. One day, I went to her home as usual. Ujwala looked upset when she came to serve me coffee. So, I enquired, “What happened, Bhabhi? You are looking a bit sad and depressed today. Is everything alright?” To which she replied, “Nothing, Tushar.”
I knew she was lying and that something was there, and she was not telling me. I didn’t force her at that time. The tuition ended, and I called Ujwala on the pretext of discussing her children’s study. I kept asking her again and again about the matter for which she was upset. This time, I forced her to let it out.
On this, she started crying and replied, “Tushar, Ashish (her husband) is having an affair with a girl there (where he stays). I came to know about this today. When I asked him about it, he threatened me with divorce if I created any issue or problem. What will I do now, Tushar?”
And started crying. I was blank, not knowing what to do. I tried to console her, but she went on crying and didn’t stop. Finding no other way, I hugged her and took her in my arms, and consoled her.
I said, “Whatever he did was totally wrong, but you have to be strong. You have to think of the children, your life and your family. I still can’t believe he really did all these. Sorry, but if I were in his place, I would never leave a perfect housewife like you.”
As I said, she looked upon me. I said, “Sorry, Bhabhi, I couldn’t control my emotions.” And she replied, “It’s ok.” After that, she took my hands in hers and said, “Thank you, Tushar, you have always been there for me and my children, supporting and caring for us.”
I replied, “Bhabhi, I just did what I needed to do, my duty, you don’t need to thank me. Just inform me whenever you need me, I will always be there for you and your children.” Hearing this, I felt relaxed and smiled. After that day, we became closer to each other.
She started talking and sharing with me more than before. Sit and have some chit chat gossip beside me while serving me coffee. I always try to crack jokes and try to make her happy. Soon our band will become way stronger day by day, slowly, steadily, deeply growing, nurturing, maturing.
One day, it was raining, and as usual, I went to their home to give tuitions. That day, her mother-in-law had gone out to her native place for a few days. So, Ujwala was alone with the kids and sat with me after the tuition. The children went upstairs and started playing in the upper room.
Ujwala just sat beside me. Suddenly, a thunderstorm broke out, and she tightly hugged me, saying, “Tushar, I am afraid of thunder, please hold me.” My joy knew no bounds, and I too hugged her tightly in my arms. We kept hugging each other for some time while we kept looking into each other’s eyes.
I took her face in my hand and kissed her cheek. She didn’t utter a word and just closed her eyes slowly. Then I tried to kiss her lips, to which she resisted and said, “No, Tushar, it’s wrong. I am married and a mother of two kids. What we are doing is not right at all.”
I replied, “Bhabhi, whatever your husband is doing, is it right at all? You too should not think much of all these and enjoy your own life. You already did so much for him for so long, and what did you get in return? You should think of yourself. You, too, have your own physical needs which he is not able to fulfil. While he is getting his physical needs fulfilled by someone else.”
Hearing this, she went numb and looked into my eyes. Tears rolled down her eyes and cheeks. I took my hand and wiped her tears, while kissing her lips.
This time, she didn’t resist and responded to my kiss. She too opened her mouth and soon we were sucking each other’s lips.
Suddenly, her children came and we had to break our kiss. She again sent them upstairs and asked them to sleep. After a while, the children went up and soon were asleep. Once she made sure they were asleep, she took me to her bedroom, putting the A.C. on and closing the door.
I pulled her towards me and we again started kissing each other for about 15 to 20 minutes. I slowly started removing her saree, feeling her skin rubbing against my body. She was now just in a blouse and a petticoat.
I pulled her towards me and was kissing her lips, squeezing her boobs from above the blouse. She left a soft moan. I slowly started removing her blouse. Suddenly, she caught my hand and said, “Tushar, this is wrong. We should not be doing it.”
To which I replied, “Bhabhi, everything is fine, you don’t need to worry, just enjoy the present moment, making memories. I will give you everything that he failed to give.” Saying so, I again started kissing her lips, removing her blouse and petticoat.
Once I removed it and made her nude. Damn! I was shell-shocked and mesmerised looking at her beauty, body, and figure. Those fair huge boobs with brown nipple and that hairy pussy which I felt was perfect for me. Loved that natural body and beauty of her.
I made her lie on the bed and started kissing her whole body starting from her lips, neck, earlobes, back, boobs, belly, chest. Her breath was getting heavier and heavier. I moved down and kissed her navel and blew air on it. I went further down and kissed her thighs.
I then went up and planted a kiss on her lips, opening her bra. I was mesmerised to see her lovely boobs. I kept staring for a few minutes and then started pressing them hard. Ujwala moaned, “Tushar, dheere karo na.” (Slowly, please.)
I sucked her milky boobs one by one and also bite her nipples which increased her moaning. I said, “Bhabhi I have never seen such a lovely pair of boobs.” Ujwala smiled at me shyly. I started sucking them. She started playing with my hair, caught hold of my head and pushed it on her nipples.
I can take more and more in my mouth sucking them. I went down kissing her navel and removed her panties. Then there it was the loveliest pussy in front of me covered with small pubic hairs in brown complexion is simply awesome.
I started rubbing her pussy and G spot slowly and ran my hands along her chubby thighs. I inserted my middle finger into her pussy. She started letting off soft moans. Further I inserted another finger and started moving in and out of her pussy.
Ujwala was moaning seductively. I got down on my knees near the bed and brought my head and lips near her pussy. I started kissing licking and slowly was moving towards her wet pussy. I started kissing her pussy lips and biting her pussy holding them in my lips.
Put my tongue inside her pussy moving in and out, and started mouth fucking her put my tongue out and started licking her pussy wildly. I dragged my tongue along the entire pussy and pushed it deep inside her pussy. Ujwala was new to all of these.
She had never got her pussy licked by anyone not even her husband. She had also never tried anything new or different in sex. Just the orthodox, simple sex. She began moaning, murmuring, “No one has ever made me feel the way you are today. Not even my cheater hubby made me feel so happy and special.”
I took the clits in my mouth and started sucking it. Ujwala was now breathing heavily, gasping for breath in pleasure, holding the bedsheet tightly with both her hands. Raising her hips and ass and getting it done coordinating with my moments.
To Be Continued.