Hi, my dear readers. Let me introduce myself to you all as this is my first story here.
I am Yash, from Bangalore, born and raised here. I am a good-looking guy. I work in IT. I’m a little shy, but I dare to date women. I’m married and have a kid.
The heroine of my story, Anitha, is between 40 to 42 years old (she denied telling her age). She is the mother of a 7th-grade daughter. She is married and lives with her husband and daughter.
To describe her beauty and body: Wow! She is a blend of milk and ghee. She has soft hands and fingers. Her eyes are naughty and flirty. Her legs and thighs are so fleshy and juicy. Her breast size is 34D. She has a perfect figure.
Anitha is my neighbor; she lives next to our house. She is married to Shekar and has a kid who is studying in 7th grade. I and Anitha never talked to each other, but we used to throw casual smiles as a gesture. My mother and wife used to talk with Anitha if they faced each other in the balcony, terrace, or parking area.
This incident happened on Independence Day, August 15th. As it was a long holiday, my wife and kid went to their hometown, and my mother went to her sister’s home the previous day, i.e., on August 14th morning.
Since I was alone, I worked from home on August 14th. It was raining that day too. During noon, someone rang the doorbell, and when I opened it, it was a courier guy inquiring about our neighbor Anitha’s house members’ availability as there was no response after multiple tries. So he requested me to collect it and hand it over.
I accepted with a plan that I would get a chance to see her up close during the package handover. My bad luck, she didn’t show up till 9 pm. Anitha came with her husband and was opening the door. And by thinking that it’s the right time to hand over the package, I decided to take a chance for the next day as it is a holiday.
The next day, August 15th, was a rainy morning, and I was sitting on my sofa with the main door open. I saw that Anitha’s daughter was leaving for school for the Independence Day celebration, and her husband was also leaving with luggage.
I looked at this as an opportunity and decided to hand over a package that had arrived for Anitha during their absence. I went and knocked on her door, my heart pounding in anticipation. Anitha opened the door, her saree clinging to her curves, looking wet from a quick trip to grab clothes.
I couldn’t help but admire the view of her curves and milky-white waist and navel, and her round and tight boobs over her blouse, causing an instant stir in my pants. Anitha noticed my arousal, but I didn’t try to hide it, allowing the tension between us to build.
I said ‘hi’ and handed over the parcel, telling her that the courier guy had dropped it the previous day and requested me to hand it over to her. Anitha, not one to shy away, invited me inside her house and thanked me for the favor. And as a gesture of thanks, she offered me a cup of coffee.
While I was sitting on the sofa, I could clearly see Anitha from the kitchen. She was drying her hair, and in that process, her saree pallu was waving here and there, giving a glimpse of her waist and boobs over her blouse, her curves, and her huge boobs. My mouth started watering.
Now my bulge was at its peak, and it was clearly visible. She came out with a cup of coffee. The scene was like an angel bringing coffee for me. Her first sight while offering coffee was of my bulge with widened eyes. Even I was not hiding my bulge.
Understanding the situation, she offered me to make use of her bathroom if needed. I agreed, stepping into her bathroom, I saw it was filled with an array of lingerie and dildos. The sight sent a jolt of desire through me.
Unable to resist, I began to stroke myself, my mind filled with naked images of Anitha and her sucking my 6-inch dick, taking it whole into her mouth.
Suddenly, I heard a sound. Anitha had entered, her eyes widening at the sight of my impressive manhood. We stared at each other for a moment, the air thick with unspoken desire. Then, we moved towards each other, our lips crashing together in a passionate kiss without even a single word.
Emboldened by the situation, I decided to tease Anitha further. I picked up one of her dildos, running it along her thighs, and slowly over her boobs. Meanwhile, I allowed her to suck my dick to make it solid hard, causing her to gasp. I then used the dildo to pleasure her pussy, bringing her to an intense orgasm and stopping it when she was near to climax.
She was moaning heavily, and she was calling my name, “Yash, come on, fuck me like there is no tomorrow.” She was shouting at me to insert my hard rod dick inside her pussy. We took turns pleasing each other. Our moans filled the entire washroom.
Our session was filled with wild, unrestrained passion. We explored each other’s bodies, our hands and mouths everywhere. Anitha and I indulged in oral sex, my tongue dancing around her pussy and clits, and her mouth filled with my rock-hard dick.
She was eating my dick like a lollipop, taking the whole 6 inches into her mouth and sucking it tightly from her mouth, the taste of each other driving us wild.
We continued our oral sex for another 15 to 20 minutes. I was exploring her pussy walls with my tongue. She was enjoying every bit of it. Then I took one dildo vibrator and with high vibration mode, I slowly inserted it into her pussy while my tongue was licking and sucking her clitoris.
She was sucking my dick like an ice cream. We both were ready to release the load in each other’s mouths. She screamed at me, saying, “Fuck me, fuck me,” and she was shivering, and her legs were shaking without her control because of the power of the high vibration and tongue combination.
Even I was ready to blow my cum into her mouth. We both screamed and unloaded a huge load of honey into each other’s mouths. She loved my cum and drank it completely without wasting any.
Anitha, breathless and satisfied, confessed that she had been seeking sex from me for a long time. She loved her husband, but there was an unsaid satisfaction that came from experiencing another man’s touch.
I, equally satisfied, admitted that I had been attracted to her for a long time. We went on, and she confirmed that we had enough time as her daughter would be back by 4:30 or 5 pm.
The time was 12:30. Anitha invited me over to the bed. Then again, we started kissing each other passionately as we knew this was the only time we could kiss. So I was pushing my tongue and exploring her mouth and pressing her huge boobs and sucking her nipples again.
Her nipples were pink in color with a small area of areola. Her nipples became hard and erect upon my tongue touching. Meanwhile, Anitha was sucking my dick again like she had never sucked her husband’s cock.
Her pussy started dripping as she saw my dick, which was half-erected. And she started blowing my dick completely by taking it into her mouth, including my balls. That made my dick solid rock hard. At that point, she begged me to fuck her pussy.
I pulled her into the missionary position and lifted her both legs and entered from the top, with just one push. My entire 6-inch dick disappeared inside her hole. She screamed as if she were delivering a baby.
With her legs in the air, I was on top with her legs up and completely inserting my dick deep inside until I hit her G-spot. She was moaning loudly and pushing me more inside her by pressing my ass with both hands and legs and shouting my name.
I continued to fuck her pussy for 10 minutes. She was about to cum. She begged me to fuck her pussy hard and also demanded to use a dildo over her clit and two other vibrators for her nipples.
The horny milf was shouting with pleasure as I continued to pump my dick inside her pussy. After 10 more minutes, I could sense that her pussy walls were getting tighter, and she was about to come.
She held my dick inside her pussy. And inside her pussy, her pussy walls’ pulling pressure made me unload my massive sperm inside her pussy. Her eyes were filled with satisfaction, but she was not allowing me to remove my dick from her pussy.
Now it was time for lunch, so we decided to order food from Zomato so that we could use the cooking time for our body relaxation. We ordered enough food, and we had it with chit-chats about ourselves to know more about each other.
Our encounter was a whirlwind of passion and desire, a release from the monotony of our married lives. We lay there, spent and satisfied, our bodies entwined. We knew this was a one-time thing, a secret to be kept between us. But we also knew that we would remember this day for a long time, our bodies forever marked by the other’s touch.
As we lay there, the rain continued to pour outside, a perfect soundtrack to bring us back to mood. On the same day, we had sex three times, which I will post on my next story.
We smiled at each other, eyes filled with a newfound understanding and respect. We had crossed a line, but in doing so, we had discovered a new side of ourselves. And for that, we were grateful.