It had come for me to leave my nest at last. Little did I realize finding a room or a house to share was no way going to be a walk in the park.
But finally, I found one through the help of an aunt who knew someone that knew someone who was looking for a tenant, preferably a couple. But if all failed, anyone would do.
This was music to my ears as I was getting sick of surfing my mate’s sofa especially after telling my rents I am a big boy who can take care of himself. I was losing hope after two weeks of uncomfortable sleeping patterns on my mate’s couch.
The day came when I rang and confirmed the viewing with the homeowner. It was in a quiet part of London and as I approached the door, I noticed there were no doorbells. Just a knocker which I managed to bang lightly but the noise was deafening.
The door flung open. A woman probably in her 40s wearing a blouse like a long sleeve shirt and tight blue jeans was a welcome sight for my tired eyes. She was on the plump voluptuous side. A proper Indian aunty.
She was of a dark complexion yet piercing eyes and those prominent facial features made her look sultry. The tiny diamond nose piercing was an added beauty to that beautiful face.
The landlady had a sparkle in her eyes, like a couple of lit lanterns. She invited me in and as she turned around, I got a good view of her plump Bramley apple bottom of an ass. Mannnnn, I just wanted to go on my knees and munch on them!
I composed myself and as she was busy showing me the house and telling me the do’s and dont’s. I, in the meantime, was scanning my landlady from top to bottom.
She had jet black hair with a few strands of her grey showing. It looked way too sexy on her. I knew she kept herself well.
She smelt exotic like a ripe mango. I kept ogling at her bosom which she managed to catch me twice. She cleared her throat and asked me when can I move in?
That week I managed to move every little last bit that belonged to me under one roof. Menaka was of great assistance that day. She worked along with me like a workhorse that day. We hardly spoke but she was willing to help in all ways of getting me settled into the house.
Days have passed now and I was back in work fresh as a daisy. My work results saw a lot of improvement. My bosses were impressed with my results and I had a brilliant appraisal the following month.
At home, I was getting more and more restless to get a bit close with Menaka. She was a working lady too and when she came home, she would shower and then hit her room. I would only see her in the morning when I get ready to go to the bathroom. Even then, my middle-aged landlady was fully clothed and this just made my cock limp.
I was already dealing with two married women or rather they were just having their way with me. They are in their late 30s, wives of old businessmen that got roped into loveless marriages. It wasn’t like the husbands did not know what their slutty better halves were getting up to.
Filthy rich, children being educated in private boarding schools, husbands are busy getting their ticklers tickled by Brazilian and European girls whilst their wives are busy keeping my 7-incher in check.
I love mature women and I love banging the daylights out of them. Thanks to powerlifting and regular swimming, my sexcapades are usually a sweaty business.
The way Rekha squeals when my cock is deep inside her nudging the base of her womb whilst my index and thumb go on a simultaneous clit-rubbing ceremony leading her to not only squeal but end up shaking like a leaf whilst squirting like a fountain. These are some of the events that I will forever reminisce
So Raji and Rekha were more than enough for me. But now my new landlady Menaka being in the scene made me avoid those two MILFs and spend my time planning the seduction route to my mature landlady’s wet pussy.
This was not going to be easy as I don’t get to see Menaka often even though we lived under the same roof.
Menaka one day knocked on my door. I was busy twitching and cursing my cock as to why I couldn’t think of any seduction techniques to save my life.
Even those two milfs I met at an Asian sports festival and an Asian concert was only by luck. If those milfs hadn’t smiled at me, I would not have approached them at all and probably walked the opposite direction.
So, Menaka had sprained her ankle on her way to work. She was in pain and she wanted a massage. I sprung up and almost carried her to her bed like an eager little beaver. My palms were sweaty already and I hadn’t even begun. It felt like the day I lost my virginity.
The landlady slept on the bed and put her foot on my lap as I sat on the side of the bed. Her elbow had shut her eyes and I could hear her breathe softly as I slowly started massaging her ankle on a circular movement. She yelped a bit and bit her lip not out of sexual excitement but out of sheer pain.
But this translated into something else according to my fat cock. It just slowly rose up to a point where anyone that walked in would see a tent in my pants.
I got the courage and asked her, “Are you not married, aunty?” She said, “I am a divorcee and got two children who are married and a grandmother”. I choked listening to that – not over what she said but that husky sultry sweet voice!
She went on and asked, “How old do you think I am?”. I was like 38. I knew she was 40 or something but did not want to be rude.
She laughed and said, “I am 52”. I was bowled over. This 52-year-old plump grandma had got my cock besotted.
She was complimenting on how well I was massaging. I was thinking if only you let me massage your pussy with my juicy cock. But I kept on looking at her ankle and was giving the maximum concentration in doing a good job.
As I was massaging, I slowly moved my erect cock to the base of her foot and gave it a light stroke. She felt it and tried moving her leg.
I managed to tell her it’s not done yet and held her foot back and started massaging her ankle. Two minutes later, I stroked my cock a bit harder on the base of her foot whilst I looked at her. My mature landlady moved her elbow looked into my eyes and pulled her foot back.
She thanked me and said that she was feeling ok. I said, “We have to do it a few days to make sure the foot is ok”. She looked at me whilst I said that but I caught her looking at my manhood. This gave me confidence. But her guard was up which meant I had to be more adventurous about this.
Next day came and I went into my landlady’s room like clockwork. I started to massage her ankle and made my way all the way to her knees. I did not rub my cock this time. This was way too exciting than sex. This little seduction game had begun and I only came aware of it only after the previous day’s cock-rub.
We started watching telly together on those days. One such day when there was a kissing scene, Menaka looked into her phone like she was not interested in those things anymore. I slowly moved my hands around her voluptuous waist. I left my hand there for a bit and then slowly started kneading her fleshy waist.
Another day as we were watching, I managed to brush my hand rather hard on her right tit. Mannnnn, it felt like a 21-year-old’s tits. Shocked?? Yes, I was too. This made my cock run riots under my trackies.
My landlady obviously must have felt the sexual tension. She got up excusing herself and went to her room.
One day, I took a day off from work. I was bored in the morning. I don’t know what took over me but I saw myself being drawn into Menaka’s room.
(Hungry cocks do the bravest things or the stupidest things. You be the judge of that).
So, now in her room, I got a bit braver. My recent waist-kneading, giving her odd yet hard wet kisses on the cheek for doing my laundry, my elbow-tit caressing had led me to rumble through her dirty laundry. I got hold of a pair of knickers and bra. Her knickers size was UK 18 and her bra size was 38C.
I sniffed through her panty. It was a bit moist. There was a faint smell of pee but there was another familiar smell overtaking. The smell of a juicy cummed cunt was most evident on that used panty. This sent my cock on an upward spiral. Down went the panty on my cock, fast went my hands on a steady mission to milk my cock on that used cum moist panty.
This became an every other day thing. I bet Menaka had started noticing her panties being drenched with my white milkshake. A couple of days she had given me a dirty look, like a look of I know what you are doing.
This just got me excited and one day as she was cooking, I went behind her hugged her from the back that my cock nudged a couple of times down her bum crack. Her bum felt like soft pillows.
She knew I was kneading her ample waist as I was kissing her neck. Her many pierced ears and then stretched my kiss to her cheeks whilst suffocating my cock against those pillowy apple bottoms.
I kept doing this for around 3 to 4 minutes. For the first time, I felt the landlady’s breathing get heavy. It intensified. I was restless to grab her tits from the back and start manhandling them in the form of releasing those puppies and giving them a good kneading and an excellent nipple sucking sesh. But I controlled my eagerness.
Every time my cock twitched, she took in deep breaths. Menaka slowly started to loosen the grip on the spatula and started to look up.
I couldn’t believe my luck. Menaka seemed to be giving in to me. As soon as I finished thinking that in my head, Menaka came back to her senses, turned the gas off and went upstairs into her room like a flash. As I came to my senses, Menaka had gone into her room.
By then I went upstairs in the hope of going into her room and give her a good fucking. But something in me stopped me in my tracks. It may sound weird to you or borderline sadistic but I loved this little intense session. It felt like lovemaking and the initializing of events and it certainly felt better than sex. I wanted this to continue.
As this thought was going on, I happened to check my phone. 28 missed calls and voicemails and WhatsApp and Viber messages – all from Rekha. Her hubby had gone to India for 5 weeks and she was in need of my cock’s assistance.
I knew Rekha had said her hubby was going away for a while to see his mistress and his illegitimate children in Bangalore. Mind-blowing open relationships taken by uncles and aunties these days! At least they are being honest with each other.
Rekha’s hubby knows she is seeing a younger guy but not me.
She even managed to take a video of me giving her a cowgirl action where one could witness me going like a Ferrari piston engine blasting away at that soppy dripping pussy and showed it to her hubby as to what she is really after. Kinky little 5 foot 2 aunty. Sex is indeed beautiful when two people cum in sync.
That evening, I fucked Rekha whilst I was imagining the day’s event with Menaka. Rekha was left speechless and sweated out. Head fuck of a sesh and I love it when she squeals.
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