Hi guys, my name is Ram and I am 32 years old. I work as an engineer. I am sharing a real-life experience that happened a few days ago in Hyderabad.
As part of a project, I was assigned to the Hyderabad location to provide closing support to the team there. I went there in the last week of November and joined the Hyderabad team.
I had been working at the Cochin office before I went to Hyderabad. There, I met Mr. Rahul. He was born and brought up in Hyderabad, and we became friends quickly.
Every day after work, Rahul used to go to the turf to play cricket. He said he had a team there and invited me to join. Since I was free, I went with him to play.
There I met a lot of new people. Rahul introduced me to Rihaan, who was just 19 years old and studying engineering at a college in Hyderabad.
Rihaan and I were on the same team, and we formed partnerships to win two consecutive matches, which brought us closer. After the match, while we were talking, I found out that I was staying near his apartment.
He told Rahul he would drop me off at my place. On the way, Rihaan asked about my dinner plans, and I replied that I would eat at any hotel near my stay. He told me there were no good hotels in that locality and invited me to his home for dinner.
He called his mother to inform her about the guest. We reached his home by around 9:30 p.m., and I felt uncomfortable going to his home at that hour, but he insisted I come with him.
His mother welcomed both of us warmly and had me sit in the drawing room. She came over and handed me a cup of tea. When she bent to give me the cup, my eyes caught a view of her cleavage.
She didn’t seem to notice, but her breasts got my attention. Then, I suddenly got a call. I answered it and moved to the balcony to speak more comfortably.
While I was on the call, I noticed Rihaan’s mother’s bras on the clothes-drying stand. I quickly checked to see if anyone was watching and touched her bra.
I got excited and went closer to check her bra size. Still on the call and casually glancing around to make sure no one was there, I saw that it was 36B.
She had white, black, and maroon bras. All were supportive types, which meant she had sagging breasts.
I ended the call and turned back. To my surprise, she was watching me, and I hadn’t noticed her. My face went pale, and I felt like the floor could give way beneath me.
She had a naughty smile and called us for food. At that moment, Rihaan also joined us after changing his clothes.
I felt uncomfortable sitting in front of her. She served us chapati and tomato curry, which was really yummy. While we were eating, Rihaan told me that his father worked abroad and came home for one month of leave every year. This year, he came in May and left in June.
While we were having food, she asked me about my job and family. We spoke in a mixture of Hindi and English. Both Rihaan and his mom invited me to have meals at their home during my two-week stay.
My place was only a walkable distance from their home. So, I agreed and left that night for my stay, thinking about Rihaan’s mom.
To describe Rihaan’s mother: her name was Madhuri, and she was 42. She was a little chubby and had enough mass in all the right places. She had a nice ass, and anyone would love to take her from behind, banging her ass.
She was milky white in color and had a round, chubby face with a very cute smile. Her measurements were 36B-32-34. She was a perfect MILF. Thinking about her, I masturbated that night.
The next morning, I got a call from Rihaan, who told me to come to his home for breakfast, as his mom had prepared food for me too. He had already left for college. I went there by 8:30 a.m.
She was wearing a churidar with no shawl. That day too, she bent in front of me, and I saw her cleavage, but this time she caught me red-handed and smiled at me.
While I was having breakfast, she brushed her boobs against my head from behind. I felt it instantly. I got a strong intuition that she wanted to have sex with me, but I was hesitant to proceed because she was my friend’s mother.
As I was about to leave, Madhuri (Rihaan’s mom) asked for my number and told me she would call me for dinner when the food was ready. I gave her my number and saved hers on my phone.
While I was about to leave, she was standing near me. I felt like touching her boobs then. I was too afraid but gathered all my mental strength and grabbed her boobs. I still don’t know how I did it.
They were soft and spongy. She didn’t say anything and just stood there. I came to my senses and left. I couldn’t bring myself to look at her face when I grabbed her breast.
I was now certain that she would agree to have sex. After reaching the office, I messaged her, “Sorry.” I immediately got a reply.
Madhuri: No need to feel sorry. I can understand your feelings.
Me: I felt like grabbing your boobs at that moment. I didn’t know why. Please forgive me.
Madhuri: My boobs were waiting for a touch.
Me: Really?
Madhuri: Yes. I was excited after seeing you checking my bras and watching my cleavage. I was starving for this kind of attention.
Me: You are really beautiful. The first day I saw you, I felt like fucking you.
Madhuri: Oh…
I can’t believe it. Even though we only have a 10-year age gap, she has a 19-year-old son. She was waiting for someone to have sex with, as she had been without it for a long time.
I continued chatting with her.
Me: Can we spend some time together?
Madhuri: Yes, sure. But I will call you when the time is suitable.
Me: I can’t skip office, as it’s a critical time for the project.
Madhuri: Let me check.
That day too, after playing cricket, I went to Rihaan’s home for dinner with him. We smiled at each other. I was not ready to wait any longer, so I planned to fuck her the next day.
After work, I didn’t go to play cricket and told Rahul and Rihaan that I had pain in my leg. I told them I would take some rest in my room.
When they went to play, I called Madhuri. She told me to come over. I reached her place by 6:30 p.m., and I already knew Rihaan wouldn’t be home until 9:30 p.m.
Madhuri was wearing a black saree with golden designs and a golden-colored blouse. I could clearly see her milky white hip and her belly button in that attire. She was a sex bomb.
I grabbed her and made her sit on my lap, then started smooching her. We were both in the mood and kissed passionately. I held her hip with one hand while smooching and moved my other hand near her belly button.
After a few minutes, we broke our kiss. I removed the top portion of her saree to see her boobs clearly. They were wrapped in her blouse. She was wearing a long mangalsutra that reached the bottom of her breasts.
I grabbed her boobs over the blouse and started pressing them. She stood up and unhooked her blouse, removing it. She was wearing a white bra. She told me to go to her bedroom.
When I went there, she told me to sit on the bed and removed my track pants. She took my dick in her hand and started giving me a handjob. I told her I wanted a blowjob, and she agreed.
She started taking my cock in her mouth and giving me a blowjob. She gently started from the top and worked her way down. She was an expert at it. She had a perfect rhythm and was sucking my dick like it was an ice cream cone. I really enjoyed what she was doing. I stopped her before I came.
Next, I told her I wanted to enjoy her boobs. She removed her bra and freed her breasts. They were milky white, a little saggy, with pink nipples and areolas. They were gorgeous.
I looked at them for a few seconds and started sucking her nipples. My restlessness after seeing her boobs made me give her some love bites on her areolas on both breasts. I removed her pants, and she was wearing light blue panties.
Her pussy area was cleanly shaved. When I asked, she told me she had shaved that day for me. I started playing with her pussy with my finger. I rubbed her pussy lips, and her pussy was already wet.
I inserted my finger and started fingering her. My two fingers went inside her pussy without any hesitation, and I continued my act. While fingering her, I was kissing her body parts like her thighs, belly area, and hips. She was moaning with pleasure.
I couldn’t wait any longer to have my dick inside her. I took a condom from my wallet and put it on. I rubbed my dick on her wet pussy and started our session in the missionary position.
The room was filled with the sound of our bodies slapping together from our fucking. While fucking her, I continued to suck her boobs. After fucking in the missionary position, I had her get on her hands and knees for doggy style.
When she got into position, I could see her mangalsutra hanging down. I adjusted her and held her milky white buttocks. She held my dick and guided it to her hole. I started riding her while holding her hair.
I could see her boobs swinging along with her mangalsutra with the power of my thrusts from behind. That was a sight to behold. It made me even hornier, and I started banging her harder.
She was moaning with pleasure. I held her hips with both hands and fucked her as hard as I could. Even though I came inside the condom, I kept fucking her. Her swinging boobs and mangalsutra were the reason for that.
After some time, I lost my stamina and lay on the bed, exhausted. She joined me and thanked me. She had been starving for sex for a long time.
We rested for a while and then cleaned ourselves up. She fed me dinner, and I left her home by 8:45 p.m.
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This was my experience with Madhuri.
I hope you guys liked my story.
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