Wednesday, December 22, 2010

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Hi, my name is Srinivas. I do not want to bore you with too much information, but would like to say something about myself, how I came to have this encounter with an auntie and what happened. I want to tell you at the very beginning, that I am no saint. I have visited a prostitute once before, when I was a trainee, but did not indulge in any sex act as I was afraid about the diseases.
My purpose was more to see and explore a naked woman and feel her body. While I am having a great time, more importantly, auntie has taught me many things about women, like mensurating cycle, and intimate details of the body. I have been reading debonairblog for almost a year now and am pleased to narrate my own recent experience I am currently living in Mumbai, close to Kalwa ( in fact live in Karegoan).
I am originally from Udupi, Karnataka. After completing my one year training, I am now working as a production engineer for a pharmaceutical co. in Mulund, and work in shifts. I am 26 years old, 6 feet 1 inch tall, single and during the past 3-4 months have learnt a lot about females. Being single, I rented a flat in Karegoan, and have been living there for the past 6 months.
There are 3 flats on my floor excluding mine - one is vacant and locked up as the owners are in Dubai and seems had problems when they rented it out previously. Another one is occupied by an old couple a 75 year old man who was bed ridden and his wife to take care of him while their kids are in US.
The third one is where a family of three are living, a man, his wife and their one and a half year old kid live. They are originally from Bangalore and the guy is working as a sales manager in one of the big firms in Bombay. To be brief, the guy is around 38-40 and I came to know that he came up in the company by working hard and being smart.
The wife is a stay at home mom and her name is Suma ( real name is different), who is around 30-32 years old. It all started about 6 months back. To be brief, when I moved in 6 months back, Suma's mother was there living with them. I came to know that she was visiting her daughter and had been there helping the family with taking care of the baby for well over a year.
I often used to talk to Suma's mother and came to know a lot of things. (Once or twice they even invited me for dinner as I was single and also kannada speaking.) Once during a chat with her mother I came to know some things - that Suma's husband, Ramesh, had worked very hard and done very well for himself in 5 years,
but her regret was that now he was only after more money and position in the company. He would be often out of town visiting cities as a part of his sales job and that he was hoping to become sales manager for their Bombay office. He was average looking and had slight tummy, but was rich and doing well in his job.
She also had told me that her daughter Suma was into a yoga and would regularly practice the asanas at home. Coming to Suma, she was well educated, a M.A. in History, and was tall at around 5 feet 7 inches (pretty tall for an Indian woman), fair complexion. She was dressed in saree most of the times and spoke firmly, but softly.
She had those anklets on her feet and as she moved gracefully like a true woman, the sound of those anklets was music to ears. She was fair and had long black hair till her back and had big eyes. She had a small black mole on her face and looked beautiful. She had a great build, may be due to the yoga.
I had talked to Suma only a couple of times in 3 months and came to know that she was a huge movie buff, especially Hindi, Kannada and a bit of English movies. I had the pleasure of watching her flat and fair tummy when she served me once at their home when they called me for dinner. During that first 3 month period, I was getting used to working in shifts and living in the new place.
Slowly I got accustomed. Once in a while, I used to see the baby and hold him for a few minutes before placing it back with Suma's mother. A couple of times, I noticed Suma observing me and changing her gaze when I looked at her. A couple of times, I thought I saw the lust in her eyes, but then dismissed it as she was a mother of a baby and having a family.
But I was proved to be wrong. After around 3 months, things started changing. One fine day, Suma's mother left Bombay to go back to Bangalore. She had stayed with them for just more than a year and taken care of the baby who was almost 18 months old. I was busy with my work working in shifts, first and second shifts every 15 days.
I noticed that when I came back from my first shift, Suma used to be there at her door, most of the time. At times, when I used to come from my second shift in the night, I noticed that she would have her door slightly open peeking out as I came up the stairs, especially when her husband was out of town.
Initially, it was only hello and a smile and then it was a conversation for a couple of minutes. As usual she spoke very softly. A few times, she gave me some dishes that she had prepared, and even as I said no, I did not want any, she made her way through to my small kitchen and kept it there and went away.
There was some topic to discuss always, even if was for a few minutes and I noticed that she was eager to talk about movies. Every now and then we exchanged movie DVDs. I gave her a few DVDs that I had, some english and a couple of hindi and she liked those, while she had a lot of 70s and 80s Hindi movies.
During this time, she opened up a bit about her husband, saying that he was only after money and promotion and was neglecting family. I did not pay much attention anyway to that. I was waiting for some signal or more confirmation that she was indeed looking to play. A couple of times, she asked me about any girl friends that I had and when I said I did not have any,
she smiled and said that it is good to have one. Then, it happened, I was at her door returning the container in which she had given me some dish. As I gave her the container, I could make out that she purposely touched my fingers and in the tension, dropped the vessel. I picked it up for her and gave it back. She thanked me and was breathing heavily.
I did not have the guts to stay there and came back. During the next few days, it was as usual, and then it struck my mind. I was going to make a move and see how she reacted. I had these CDs of Kamasutra (Indira Varma) and Undercover(Athena Massey) that I never gave to her, as it contained nudity.
So when I came to know that her husband was out of town, I gave it to her along with a couple of other movies. The very next day, as I returned from my shift, she returned a couple of CDs and said that there was frontal nudity. I touched her hand as she returned them, and she withdrew. She avoided looking at me and left. During the next 20-25 days nothing happened.
Then one day, as I returned from my first shift, she invited me to dinner. I was expecting her husband to be there. When I went to her house, I expected her husband to be there. But she said " Ramesh is out of town on business, as usual chasing money and deals." After watching TV for some time, she got up and excused herself and fed the baby.
She then took the baby to the room and she was back after making sure it was asleep. She then arranged for dinner for us. She was dressed in a light blue chiffron saree and matching blouse. As we were having dinner, we talked along from movies to politics, as I looked at her and stared at her. She knew what I was doing and avoided eye contact.
I could sense the lust in her eyes and was getting excited slowly. Once we finished dinner, as she was putting away the vessels, I took a bowl from the table and went to the kitchen to give it to her. I saw her with her back to me as she was finishing up her work. I stood behind her and watched her beautiful body from behind - long legs, a slim back that bulged into a shapely hips and big plump buttocks.
I had never seen her from behind at such close quarters. I coughed to indicate that I was behind her. She turned around, saw the bowl in my hand and took it. As she did, I held her hand and moved in closer from behind. She dropped the bowl in the sink and found me hugging her from behind, nowhere to go. She resisted a little bit and then gave up.
She was breathing heavily and the silence made it all the more prominent. I turned her around and kissed her. She was shy at first, but then slowly she kissed me back. Soon I removed her pallu and pinned her to the wall. I was stunned by the shape and size of her breasts. She was breathing hard and those boobs were rising and going up and down.
Pointed, nice and conical in shape they were huge and shapely. Her blouse was wet near her underarms and I licked her salty sweaty underarms. Soon I removed her blouse as she helped me unbutton it. She was in a black bra. I undid her bra and went crazy at the sight of her boobs. Huge black nipples on those white mounds was something out of this world.
I squeezed them and sucked them hoping to drink some milk. I could not find any milk, and when I asked about it, she told me that I was late by 6 months. I played around those and was moving my hands all over her body. I knelt in front of her and pulled her saree and she was now in a blue ghagra.
I explored her heavenly navel, fingering and licking it while my hands moved over her buttocks. She was hot and sweating and suggested we go into the bed room. I pulled her to the bedroom where the kid was sleeping and she directed me to the other bedrooom. In a hurry, I removed my clothes as she switched on the light. I removed her ghagra and found her in a black panty.
I was now naked and she rolled her eyes looking at my erect and long tiger. I could not believe what I was seeing. There was not a single hair on those legs, that were like chiseled ivory, hardly any fat in and around the tummy. An extremely slim waist then bulged into a curvy and huge pair of buttocks. ( I guess yoga was the reason. ).
All these days, the saree was hiding her treasure, and now it was open for me to see it all. She sensed that I was watching and turned around. In an instant, I pulled her panty and she moaned. She was stark naked and the anklets in her legs made her look sexy. In my kneeling pose, I turned her around and saw her silky smooth pubic hair. I kissed her there and the smell was strong.
She was now breathing hard and I gently parted her pussy lips and tasted her. She was wet like a sponge and stinking. No wonder she was excited. She pushed my head into her private area as I licked and indicated to continue. Soon, both us were on the floor. I ate her private area to my hearts content. She had a slightly extended and protruding labia, as I pulled it with my teeth and teased.
Soon, we were into 69 and even though she was hesitant at first, she finally started to suck my dick and make it harder. I have to admit that she was so wet and secreting that the smell was not pleasant. Yet, I was in no mood to let that prevent me from tasting her. I spread her legs and could not take it anymore. In that frenzy, I parted her legs and dug into her vagina.
I moved in and out vigorously and she held on and encouraged me. In about 2 minutes, I ejaculated inside of her. It was then I panicked and realized that I had not used a condom. However she asked me to relax saying that she would take the pill to prevent pregnancy. I was relieved and spent the next hour talking.
In between, I turned her over and was dumbfounded by her huge curvy ass - it was like a pillow. I kneaded and kissed it and licked her globes. Soon, I parted those butt cheeks and licked it once. She said softly in kannada language " Please Adhu Beda" ( meaning, not that). With no mood to listen, I ignored her and licked her asshole.
She tried to get up, but my finger was already in her asshole and digging it further inside. I was rotating it and finally withdrew it. My finger was coated with her yellow shit. She saw that as I got up to go to the bathroom to clean and said " Thuu, Aestu Galeeju Neenu" ( meaning you are so dirty).
I told her that it was just the beginning of my exploration and went to the bathroom and came out all cleaned up. She told me how her husband who was passionate at the beginning of married life, was now after money and position in the company and how at times, he used to come home a bit drunk from those office parties.
We talked for a long time and then had sex again, as she sat on top of me and took my dick inside. I played with her body for some time and finally, it was time to clean up. We went to the bathroom and cleaned up and I left her with a kiss and thanks. Since then, we had sex at least 10 times, a few times in my apartment.
I have explored every inch of her body, from her forehead to pee-hole and beautiful long thighs. I have watched her pee, watched her having her mensuration cycle and all that blood ( not a pretty sight!!) and finally one day after trying for so long to convince her, we had anal sex as I used a condom for the first time. She cried out in pain as she had never done it before.
I used honey to lubricate her asshole to make it fun and exciting. When she comes into my apartment with some food stuff that she has prepared, I now just lift her saree and have fun, tasting her private area and squeezing her boobs. Both of us have become so close that she does not mind giving me a blow job. I do not know how long it is going to continue. But I am planning on enjoying till it lasts.
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