Found hot looking MILF Geeta on a trip – Part 1

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This happened a few months ago while camping in Bandadhara (Hill Station), in Mumbai. My girlfriend and I traveled there and she traveled alone by car because she wanted to find peace and quiet. When I got there, I bribed the police to let me into the camp and park the car near the lake.

Finally, I parked my car near the lakeshore, pitched my tent, and sat on the stools enjoying the evening breeze. Then I decided to go for a walk.

After walking for a while, I saw a light in the distance. I walked toward the traffic light and it was a small house with a toilet in front of it. So I went home and called to see if anyone was there. Then a beautiful woman in her early 30s came out. She said her name was Geeta.

Me: Hello, this is Yatharth. I came here for camping and wanted to use the restroom. Can I use the restroom?

Geeta: Hi, yes you can.

Me: Thank you.

I thanked her and went out after doing her errands.

Me: Thank you. Do I have to pay anything?

Geeta: No, it’s fine.

When I was about to leave, she asked me something.

Geeta: Sir, how many people came?

Me: Only me. Why?

Geeta: Oh actually, we feed our guests who come here on weekends. We are in contact with agents who bring us groups. I thought you were in a group.

Me: Nice, I was thinking of cooking it myself.

Geeta: If you don’t mind, would you buy some food from us? It would be a great help for us.

Me: Okay. Then, I will get it from you. How much is it?

Geeta: How many days have you been here?

Me: A day or two, depending on how much there is to discover.

Geeta: Okay, I’ll prepare the meals for today and tomorrow. Then let me know if you need it.

Me: Good.

Geeta: So, do you eat vegetarian or non-vegetarian?

Me: I eat chicken.

Geeta: Okay, I’ll make the chicken and serve it.

Me: Okay, then I’ll come at night.

Geeta: No, you don’t have to come. I will come and serve you.

Me: That’s great.

Geeta: What can I do for you?

Me: May I have some tea?

Geeta: Sure.

She told me to go into her little house and sit on a plastic chair. Then she went to the small kitchen in the corner to make some tea. As she sat down to make tea, I started looking at her.

She was milky white and had her plump, brown hair dyed with henna all over. If she hadn’t lived in this little house, everyone would have mistaken her for a model or a movie star. Then to distract myself, I started talking to her.

Me: Where’s everyone else?

Geeta: Sir, I live here only with my husband. He went into town to buy groceries for next week. He has many reservations for next week as well.

Me: Oh, good. How many people will come?

Geeta: About 60 people this time.

Me: Oh, many people. Can the two of you manage it alone?

Geeta: I have a helper who comes only on the weekends I have booked.

Me: That’s good. So, please tell us what we can see and enjoy here.

Geeta: You can pitch your tent near the lake.

Me: Yes, we’ve already pitched the tent.

Geeta: Then there’s the firefly forest and the boat and jungle trails.

Me: Oh yeah, I heard about fireflies, so I’m here.

Geeta: Yes, it’s very beautiful at night.

Me: Can you show me the way?

Geeta: Okay, I’ll show you. I will take you there after dinner.

Me: Thank you.

After that, I went to my tent, lit a campfire, put on some music, enjoyed the cool weather, and dozed off. About two hours later, it was Geeta who woke up with a sweet voice.

Geeta: Sir, stand up.

Me: I’m sorry, I fell asleep. The weather is very nice.

Geeta: Yes, good for sleeping.

Me: Yes, you are lucky to live in such a beautiful place. I want to live here too.

Geeta: Then have dinner.

Geeta was making rice, daal roti, and chicken sauce. It was the most delicious chicken I have ever eaten.

Me: Geeta, the food was very good. I really liked it. It’s the best chicken I’ve ever eaten.

Geeta: Thank you.

Me: I wish I could eat this every day.

Geeta: Fufufu, then tell your wife.

Me: I am not married.

Geeta: I’m sorry, but why?

Me: Well, I’ve never found a girl who cooks as beautiful as you.

Geeta: Lord, don’t make fun of me!

Me: I’m not kidding, Geeta, I’m serious.

Then for some time, we didn’t know what else to say, so we sat there in awkward silence. And after a while, she broke her silence.

Geeta: Sir, would you like to see the fireflies?

Me: Oh yeah.

Then when I went to the forest, she took me to the place with the most fireflies. It was a beautiful sight. While enjoying the scenery, it started to rain. As the rain started, I hurried back to the tent.

When she ran back she suddenly fell and hurt her knee, but still slowly limped her leg. Then by the time we got to the tent it was raining and we were soaking wet. As I pitched my tent near the lake, the tent started to flow into the lake. So I told her to get in the car, dismantled the tent to keep it safe from flowing, and put it in the trunk to sleep. Then I got into the car. I took a towel out of my pocket and gave it to her.

Me: Let it dry here.

Geeta: Thank you.

Me: I’ll dry after you.

Geeta: No, it’s your towel. Use it first.

Me: All right Geeta, use it.

Geeta: Okay.

She then let her hair out in front of me and began to towel dry her. After she finished, she handed me the towel and I started drying my hair, but the smell of her hair on the towel made me drunk.

Me: Geeta, your hair smells so good.

Geeta (blushing): Thank you.

There was tension between us. I wanted to take things further but didn’t know how. Then I saw her holding her knee and remembered she had injured her knee.

Me: Does your knee hurt a lot?

Geeta: It hurts, but it’ll work out.

Me: Your stance seems unwieldy. Hold on, I have a Moov in my pocket and I can use it.

Geeta: Oh, no, we don’t need that.

Me: Can you stop calling me sir? And second, I insist that you use it.

Geeta: But what else should I call you?

Me: Please call me “Yatharth”. Ok?

Geeta: Okay, Yatharth.

Then I took a move out of her pocket and tried to give it to her. But she changed her mind.

Me: Geeta, show me where it hurts.

Geeta: No, Yatharth, I will.

With a sad face, I looked into her eyes and said-

Me: Let me do it.

There was tension between us. She said, “Ok” after a minute of silence. So she started pulling the saree up to her knees. Then I turned on the lights so I could see better. Her legs were hairless and toned. They literally shone in the light. I kept looking at her feet and forgot the balm. She pulled me out of my trance, but I decided to flirt with her.

Geeta: Yatharth, what’s the matter?

Me: Nothing Geeta, I’m obsessed with the beauty of your legs.

Geeta: Yatharth, don’t say that.

Then I took the balm in my hand and applied it to her knees. I got goosebumps the moment I touched her. Then she sighed and leaned back in her chair. I stared into her eyes as I massaged her knees. She opened her eyes and saw me looking into her eyes.

We kept eye contact, staring at each other, not knowing what to do next. A few minutes later, as I was massaging her knees and she started breathing heavily, but not deep enough. My nervousness was gone and I decided to take the first steps. I was leaning over her and bringing my face closer to hers. She stepped back a little in surprise.

Geeta: What’s wrong Yatharth?

Me: You are a very beautiful Geeta.

Geeta: What are you going to do?

Me: I really want to kiss you.

Saying that, I leaned over and kissed her. Our lips met, her lips trembled and I broke a kiss to see her reaction. She looked at me in silence.

Me: Do you like it, Geeta?

Geeta: Hmm.

Me: It tastes very sweet.

Geeta: Hmmm.

I then leaned over her and kissed her neck and started kissing and biting her neck. She took a deep breath and grabbed me by the neck. And just as I was about to continue, her phone rang. Her husband called and said it was raining heavily and he would be late.

When she heard that, she saw my sad face. So, she asked him to go home the next morning without risking it and she told him that the guests had arrived and she had to come get some chicken from the market. He agreed and told her he would come by early morning bus. That’s it.

The story will continue soon. Please send your valuable feedback to [email protected] or contact me if you want to meet and greet in Bangalore.

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