Sandra – The East Indian Milf

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Let’s start the story.

This story is pure fiction and doesn’t resemble my previous 2 stories, which were true-life incidents. The main character of the story is Sandra, an East Indian milf. Sandra is 4.10″ in height and is a very sexy woman.

Sandra has been married for the past 16 years and has a son and a daughter. She might be around 38 but doesn’t look older than 30 to me. She has a curvy figure of 34-28-34, an ideal figure for women. Although she’s short, she’s hot as hell.

Tiny girls are an adventure to bang. One can bang them in any position, with any force and with any roughness. Especially when she’s a milf. They take it all. I came to know this when I banged Sandra.

Sandra stays on the second floor of my building, and I stay on the first floor. Since I shifted to the new society, I came to know how joyful people around me are. They celebrated every festival with joy.

Sandra’s husband is the secretary of our society. So I gelled up quite easily and also he’s a kind man. Unlike her husband, Sandra is a very cruel lady who taunts people whom her husband helps.

On the occasion of the Diwali festival, there was a dinner night organized by the society’s management. As tenants, we didn’t need to participate in the event. Since the secretary informed our landlord to inform us and participate in the event, we went.

The event was blissful, with all the society members looking very colorful. There were hot chicks around too. I was glazing at some of them. But I was also concerned that if someone noticed, it could create a problem for me.

While I was sipping my watermelon juice on one of the corners of the community hall, someone tapped me from behind. I was awestruck to see a middle-aged milf wearing a backless red kameez and golden pajama. She had worn a long golden mangalsutra and had tied her hair in a bun.

Sandra: Who are you? And how come you are having drinks at our society event?

I was stammering while answering her as I didn’t expect this question from a hot milf like hers.

Me: Actually, I’m the new tenant on the first floor. The secretary invited us to the event.

Sandra: Oh. I thought you were someone outsider. Sorry to interrupt. Please enjoy the event.

Me: Sure. You too.

Saying this, she went ahead. I was ogling at her ass and bareback while she walked in front of me. Damn, my cock was saluting her ass right there. She was my center of attraction for the whole event. I didn’t leave a single chance to look at her sexy figure.

Days passed by, and my routine life was going on. One day while I was having dinner with my parents, someone knocked on the door. I went to see who it was. I saw Sandra and her husband with their daughter.

I invited them in and asked them to sit on the sofa. Like the usual tenants, we thought someone might have complained about us. Usually, such things happen when the owners don’t have a good rapport with the tenants. But here, the scenario was different.

Sandra and her husband were there to ask for assistance for their daughter. She had failed in maths in the semesters. She was very poor in maths. As I’m a science student, they thought I could tutor her. I agreed to gain the secretary’s support for maintaining good rapport.

I was not working and took a break for some time. So it was not difficult for me to adjust the timing. So I decided to go in the afternoon to teach Sandra’s daughter.

A few days went well as the daughter was progressing in her studies so did Sandra for impressing me. While I guided the daughter with studies, Sandra would get me homemade cookies to eat.

Sandra had found a companion in me. We used to talk a lot about life and how she got married very early. Her studies were left incomplete as she wanted to pursue her master’s. Since her husband was wealthy, her family asked her to get married. Her husband is a kind man but not kind enough to handle the hot wife.

As days passed, Sandra was getting close to me emotionally and physically. I thought, is she the same cruel lady I knew? Or maybe my perception was wrong about her? Was it because of the frustrating life she was having with her husband?

She used to feed me with her hands to advance more with her seduction and make me fall for her. To appreciate her gesture, I used to lick her fingers intentionally. We both used to look into each other’s eyes with the naughty gesture.

That was the green signal for me. Back of our minds, we both knew the scene between us was heating up. Very soon, it was going to come to a boiling point. The soft porn was ongoing with our gestures. We both were fucking each other through our eyes.

Since Sandra was not clear with her actions, I, too, was not in a hurry to take my chances. Once I was teaching the daughter. Just like a normal day, she came and fed me the cookies. I licked her fingers just like the other days.

She licked that finger back again and signaled me to come inside. I thought this was the chance to bang this milf. I asked the daughter to continue her studies and gave her some exercises. I went in and found out Sandra was standing near the bedroom door, inviting me in. She closed the door once I went in.

Sandra came near me, held my t-shirt, looked into my eyes and said:

Sandra: Are you just going to lick my fingers or plan to lick my pussy too?

Me: I was waiting for the invitation to lick the hell out of you.

Sandra: Why wait for the invitation?

Me: Being a tenant, I have to follow the rules.

Sandra: Being the owner, I’m asking you to break the rules.

Saying this, she winked at me, and we both laughed. The next moment I pinned her towards the wall and kissed her. Sandra was wearing her usual sleeveless kurti with palazzo pants. That’s her daily outfit.

In the next part, I will tell you how I fucked this east Indian milf with total domination. Don’t forget to write me out at [email protected].

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