I wanted to learn French and so I approached a lady teacher in Mumbai. She used to stay alone in her apartment. I met her at my friend’s place and came to know that she teaches French. She was a divorcee and hence was staying alone in a one bed-roomed apartment overlooking the sea. Her name was Richa. She was in her late forties and had a perfectly toned body. She always wore revealing clothes at parties and enjoyed men ogling at her.

Since I stayed close to her place, I chose evening time after office-hours for the tuition. On most evenings I would wait for her till she arrived back from work. On such evenings, she would not change her clothes and we would straight away start the class. During her teaching, I would slyly admire her cleavage as she would bend forward or admire her breasts from the underneath of her soft arms as she would run her fingers through her grey-brown hair. Sometimes she would wear short skirts and tops and I would have a great time watch her lovely thighs as she crossed and uncrossed them. She had a great figure and her breasts were in right proportion to her overall figure. Her ass was tight in spite of her age and on some days, when I was lucky; I could see the outline of her panties if she wore trousers for office.

I noticed that she also loved me watching her body and did not mind my lusty eyes wandering over her firm breasts and tight ass.

Richa was a very practical woman. She never kept any domestic help as she was away from home for most of the day and she was living all alone.

Instead she had invested in a good microwave, dishwasher and washing machine.

Many a times, when I used to go to her place for classes, I would find her attending to the dishwasher or washing machine. Her petite figure would capture my imagination and I felt like holding her from the back and having a round with her, then and there.

But I was afraid since she lived alone and might complain against me, if she was not the screwing type.

I have seen that two types of flirting women exist in the world – one who enjoy just casual flirting and naughty glances and the other who go the whole way to the bed and beyond.

I did not know Richa belonged to which group and so I needed to catch the right signals.

We used to study on a two seater table with glass top. We would face each other while starting off, but soon I would find Richa almost at my side in the course of explaining the finer points of the language to me.

On such occasions, it was quite evident that our hands might brush or my elbow might touch her body accidentally. She was quite unperturbed by such stuff and so was I, at least I acted so. She had a good collection of low-cut blouses and see-through saris, which she also wore, to office. Whenever she wore such a dress, I could see the type of brassiere that she wore and if lucky, the color of the bra was also visible under the transparent blouse. She didn’t mind me ogling at her skin and that gave me confidence to drool over her. Many a times, her eyes would catch me staring at her breasts or cleavage, whichever was visible.

She would smile and carry on with the lessons.

One evening, I came to know that it was her birthday and so we both decided to celebrate at her home. We brought some cake, food and booze and we settled on the low couch in her guestroom. She sat on the couch while I made myself comfortable on the carpet in front of her. That evening, she was wearing a chiffon sari with a string blouse, one that’s tied by strings at the back. Her blouse was sleeveless and I could see her hairless armpit. It seemed she had shaved her armpit hair very recently. The sari was way below her waist, almost at the edge of her panties. It almost seemed that her sari might fall off any time. Her navel was in full view as she was wearing an almost transparent chiffon sari. She had put on some mesmerizing perfume and her lipstick was naughty cherry, thus highlighting her pouting lips.

As we settled down, I could feel my manhood rising to the occasion. I poured drinks for both of us, started munching on the delectable snacks and our lazy evening took off. As time went by, she started opening herself up about her past life, why she parted ways with her hubby and what she wants from life.

In a nutshell, I understood that she was a lonely woman who craved for attention and time from her near and dear ones. Her hubby was a drug addict and used to torture her, physically and mentally. That’s why they never had any children and she could not enjoy conjugal bliss.

One good thing about Richa was the fact that she enjoyed her drinks and never fussed about the quantity. In other words, she was a total pro when it came to guzzling drinks.

As she gulped one peg after the other, I could find her slowly unwinding herself on the couch. She stretched her long legs, threw out her arms and sipped her drink.

Her chest & waist was almost bare as the sari had slipped on one side. Chiffon saris are very smooth and slippery and often dislocate from a woman’s body on her slightest turning or twisting. I just love to see a sari falling off from a woman’s shoulder and exposing her bare chest.

I tried to ignore the alluring sight and continued with my drink. Soon, I found Richa’s toes tickling my ear. She was seducing me…

By now, Richa was five pegs down and was pretty much sloshed. She looked ravishing and I could no longer take my eyes off her body.

Taking her toes into my mouth, I started my foreplay. Holding her foot in my hand, I began licking each of her toes and in-between her toes. She was enjoying my licks. I bit her toes naughtily as she smiled at me, asking me for more licks. I took an ice cube from the glass and started rubbing it slowly in between her toes. With the ice and my tongue working her up, she parted her legs even more but her chiffon came in the way. So I got up from her feet and pulled away her sari. She rolled over the couch and lay bare sans her sari.

Richa was shining under the warm glow of the table lamp and her silhouette was a mesmerizing sight. Her grayish brown hair shone and the strings of her blouse danced in the shadows of her figure. As she lay on the couch, I could clearly see her well-curved contours rise and fall with her fast breath. Her skin was soft and silky, with very little signs of age. She seemed like a tigress ready to hunt me down. Pulling me close to her, she unzipped my trousers, dug her soft hands into my undergarments and started fondling with my hard dick. She smiled as she brought out my manhood and undressed my trousers and undergarments. I was in my shirt only, with Richa fondling my dick. She started jerking my dick till it became hot and hard. Unskinning my rod, she shoved my dick into her hungry mouth and started licking with her tongue over my pink dickhead. As she gave me a blowjob, I started pulling the strings of her blouse. One by one, all the strings of her blouse came out loose and her blouse was just waiting to be pulled down. I rubbed her back lovingly as she licked and bit my dick. Slowly her blouse fell off, revealing her lovely cleavage, tightly guarded by her silk bra.

I was about to unclasp her bra when the doorbell rang and our rendezvous ended prematurely.

Richa was quite puzzled and quickly put on her clothes and answered the door. It was her sister, Reena from Delhi. She was in town on some office work and decided to surprise Richa with a visit. Reena was elder to Richa by 5 years and was a spinster. So here I was, with two very attractive & desirable ladies over forty. Seeing me with Richa, Reena enquired about me and Richa blushed, while answering her elder sister. Reena understood that something was boiling before she came here and it was better left under the wraps. All along, I kept admiring Reena’s well-toned figure. She seemed to look much younger than Richa. Her voluptuous lips, well-curved breasts and a proportionate ass made her more attractive. And the business suit that she wore gave her the extra oomph factor.

As Reena was supposed to spend that night with Richa, I was getting ready to excuse myself for the night.   

But both the sisters wanted me to stay back for the night. This was quite unexpected news for me. But I readily agreed and we resumed our booze session.  Suddenly Richa realized that dinner was yet to be bought and so she hurried downstairs to buy some dinner stuff for the 3 of us.

Taking off her jacket, Reena eased herself on the floor and soon we became quite friendly. She was wearing a sleeveless satin shirt and black trousers. As she started her drink, I came up real close to her and started unbuttoning her trousers. She smiled and raised her hips as I pulled her trousers from her body, Soon, she was just in panties and the top shirt. Parting her legs apart, I lay down before her and started my work.

Licking her soft legs and going right up to her groin, I could feel her slight hesitation and shyness. So to make matters easier for her, I took off my clothes and started taking off her satin shirt. Soon, Reena was completely nude and sweating like a pig!!

Taking this opportunity one step ahead, I brought my hands to her breast and my lips close to hers. So we were engaged in a lip lock and Reena’s tongue started flirted with mine. She rolled her lips and twisted her tongue to enter into the deepest contours of my tongue. As we kissed, my fingers started to play with her breasts. She had well-formed breasts and it was evident from the shape of her nipples, that she used to have someone lick them regularly. Who – I really didn’t care to find out?

As long as I had my way with her, I gave a damn who all she slept with….

She moaned softly as I took her nipples in my fingers and started rolling them over. I could feel the excitement as she started kissing me faster and faster.......

During my holidays, I came to stay with my sister. My niece was all of eighteen years and a fully grown adult. She was extremely good looking and had an envious figure.

She was extremely fond of me and would often lean against me or hold on to me. In other words, she had no qualms about being physically close to me.

When we went out together in my sister’s car, my niece would always sit beside me. No matter what dress she wore, she would try to get close to me, physically. She would rub her breasts purposely against my elbow. When she wore a skirt, she would make it a point to bring her smooth thighs closer to my hands. She had a sexy figure and wore naughty dresses whenever she went out with me. Many a times, when we went to the disc, she would try to get cozy with me, rubbing her soft ass against my dick while dancing with me. When we would go for a slow dance, she would neck me and press her mounds against my chest, or brush my dick with her soft hands. When at home, she would often try to show me her cleavage in her attempt to attract my attention. She would bend forward and smile at me, as if asking me to have a peek at her cleavage. She had very firm breast and often when she was at home without her undergarments, I could see her taught nipples jutting out of her T-shirt. She loved to flaunt her physical attributes to me, hoping that I would reciprocate her gestures.

On one such occasion, we were alone and my niece was sleeping on the same bed with me.

She was wearing a short tee and skirt and I was only in my shorts.

Soon I found her hand making way for my dick as she started licking my ear lobes and biting my cheeks.

I realized that she was in mood for sex.

I turned to her and held her close to me and slid my hand under her tee. She was not wearing any undergarments as I could feel her big and soft breasts under the tee. She took off her tee and came on top of me. As I undressed her, she also took off my shorts and began kissing me softly on my chest and biting my nipples. I pulled off her skirt and slid my fingers into her panty. She was sitting on my chest and her panty was rubbing against my hairy chest. I pulled her closer to my face and using my teeth, I pulled off her panties.

There she was my niece of eighteen and completely nude on top of me.

She was nervous and I was quite excited. Holding her ass in my hands, I began licking her clit and she let out a quiet moan. I turned her over and got on top of her. Holding her hair with one hand, I separated her soft thighs and brought my face close to her prick.

She had real soft thighs, like butter and I loved every moment of licking and sucking her soft flesh. She moaned in excitement as I neared her pink clit. She was not a virgin! Her cunthole was quite big, as if many rods had been there in and out!

I knew that she had slept with many of her friends before also and knew all about sex, foreplay & after play.

That made my job easy. I wanted to add an element of surprise to our safari, so I suddenly pulled her thighs apart and drove my dick into her pink clit. She screamed in pain as I shoved more and more of my hardened rod into her cunt hole. I caught her waist with my two hands and started pumping more and more of my manhood into her pink cunt. She rocked and moaned, pleading me to eat her more and more. I turned her around, took her on my lap and started licking her lovely well-formed boobs. Her nipples were soft and I licked my tongue over her smooth breasts, all the while pumping her with my dick. She was scratching my back and biting my neck excitedly. Her sharp fingernails dug into my shoulders as we reached the peak of pleasure, and I quickly brought out my dick and sprayed her with my juices. She took the juicy dick into her mouth and rolled over her wet tongue. Juices came out of her mouth, which I licked away as she laid down for round two.

I took her in my arms and kissed her all over her wet and sticky body. She was getting more and more excited and groaned as I bit her breasts and fingered her juicy cunt. She expressed her desire to get a doggy fuck from me and I was more than willing to oblige her.

Getting up from the bed, I took her to the edge of the bed. My niece bent forward with her hands on the edge of the bed. I came to her back, separated her legs and drove my manhood into her waiting hole. She rocked as I drove my rod into her prick, holding her breasts in my hand. She moaned and squealed as I tweaked her firm nipples and fingered her ass hole. She moved with my motion and her legs began to tremble as I increased my pace of ramming her. I saw her fleshy buttocks dance to the rhythm and she enjoyed every moment of the dog-fuck. Slapping her dancing ass, I excited her even more. I took out my dick from her burning hole and knelt down, my face near her ass. Coming in-between her soft thighs, I parted her legs a little more so that I could lick her clit and wet cunt. She cried out as my tongue quivered into her jelly-like cunt and rolled along the contours of her prick. She twisted her waist as I entered my fingers into her cunt, with my teeth biting her clit. Our position was similar to a calf sucking the mother cow, only that here the uncle was sucking his niece.

She led out a loud moan and squealed as my fingers brushed against the inner walls of her cunt. Her cunt lips opened up as my fingers went in and came out. I could see the satisfaction on her face. After eating her cunt and clit for some time, I came up to her navel and circled my tongue around her waist before settling for her lovely well-maintained breasts. She loved my licks as I played with her nipples and ate her breasts. I sucked her breasts one by one as she lay on the bed, twisting and turning as I teasingly bit her nipples softly.

Our game was almost over as we both realized that the other members of the house might return any moment. Getting up, we both cleaned up and went off to sleep, as if nothing happened…

Having eaten the mother and elder daughter, I was looking for an opportunity to try my luck on the younger daughter, Tina.

After a couple of months, Sunita Aunty approached me with a request to teach Computers to her daughter Tina, as she was quite weak in that subject.

I could smell an opportunity in that request and readily grabbed the offer. My only condition was that she would have to come to my place to learn computers.

Tina readily agreed as my image of a harmless neighbor was still in her minds and she even called me “bhaiya”.

Tina was all of twenty and was very lively. She liked to dress up in skirts and tees, very typical for college going teens.

I was apprehensive how should I approach her and what would be her reaction to my proposal. She would come to my place on every alternate day of the week between 8pm and 9pm. That time suited me fine, as I would be fresh from my evening bath and teatime.

On most occasions, Tina would sit on my left side in front of the computer and learn the basics from me. Many a times my eyes would wander to her thighs when she crossed her legs and the skirt automatically came up.

She didn’t bother to pull it down and was too busy getting a grip of the mouse.

Again, when she did that, her breasts would accidentally rub against my arms, titillating my senses.

My urge to take her to bed became intolerable and I was determined to find out a way.

One day, I purposely dropped some tea into her lap, as if the teacup had slipped from my hand. Instantly, it burnt her thighs, though not so badly as the skirt was over her thigh at that time.

Apologizing profusely, I offered some treatment of her wounded place and took her inside. Once inside, I laid Tina on the same bed where I had royally fucked her mom some time back. Memories of those moments came back to me, as I stared down at this sexy girl lying in front of me, wearing a skirt and top.

I went to the other room and came back with some ointment and ice cubes.

Tina was still in pain, so I quickly got down to my work.

Slowly lifting her skirt, I started applying the ice all over her burnt thighs. As she was very fair, her thighs had become red in pain. As my fingers touched her thighs, I could see her muscles twitch since this was the first time any man had ever touched her soft fleshy thighs. In my effort to arouse her, I slowly parted her legs to have a better access to her panty. She allowed me to rub the ice all over her thighs, even in places that did not hurt her.

I understood that she was not that unwelcome and so decided to go a little further up.

Using both my hands, I parted her legs further apart till her skirt came up to her waist level. Now, I could see her brown panty. I looked up to her and smiled as she led my head into her groins.

Her fingers ran through my hair and pushed my head closer and closer to her panties.

I wanted Tina to enjoy her first fuck. After all, she was still a virgin and I had to be careful with her.

Tina was feeling a little hesitant, but at the same time, she also wanted to be fucked.

She was still in her top and skirt so I ran my fingers over her top to unbutton her. She was a little nervous, but I gave her an assuring kiss on her lips. I undressed her completely and there she lay before me, all of her virgin beauty in its best form – nude…

I could not imagine that I had a chance to fuck a virgin. I started kissing her in her mouth, my tongue exploring deep into her soft mouth, playing hide and seek with her tongue. At the same time, I was slowing caressing her breasts with my hands, playing with her pink nipples and erecting them into small mounds. I could feel her breathing speed increase as I played with her body. She had a slim waist, where I was resting my head as I started licking her navel & her hips. My fingers were already close to her cunt, but I wanted her to enjoy my foreplay. Going down on her, I started by licking and kissing her toes, one by one. She was really very beautiful, as beautiful was her virgin figure. I was enjoying licking her soft flesh, which became red as I softly bit into them. I went on biting, licking and kissing her legs, coming up to her thighs were I had applied ice some minutes back. That spot was still reddish, so I kissed around the spot and licked at the wounds. All along, she was smiling and enjoying my licking. When I came close to her thighs, I pulled them apart with a sudden jerk, which surprised Tina. She got a little jittery; not knowing what would be my next step. As I started digging into her soft pink inner thighs, she moaned a little and twitched her thigh muscles in excitement. I began to enjoy titillating her senses. Biting lovingly into her flesh, I inched my way to her clit. It was a pink delight – soft button-like clit with soft pubic hair and a reddish cunt. Her cunt lips were virgin pink. I licked away her clit and she cried out in excitement. I moistened my fingers and slowly started pushing them into her cunt. She was in pain – tears on her cheeks. After all, this was her first time. I came up to her face and kissed her till her tears dried up. Kissing all the way down to her lovely breasts, I started playing with her clit. She enjoyed that better.. no pains here….

But I had to enter her. But I had not yet finished my foreplay. Frankly speaking, I prefer the foreplay to the actual intercourse. There’s so much of innovation that can be achieved in foreplay.

I was still in my clothes and prompted Tina to take them off for me. As she started to unbutton my shirt, I began my next round of kisses and love bites. She was now enjoying every move of mine. I licked and bit her ears, her cheeks, her lips, and her neck and made my way for her breasts. She had small round breasts that easily fitted into my mouth as I started eating them. Her nipples were red and erect, and she moaned as I started biting below her boobs. That’s even softer than the top part of female breasts. Her breasts were firm and I loved eating them. All along, Tina was undressing me and had reached my undergarments.

She held out my dick and looked up at me, as if to ask for permission to eat it. I was doubly thrilled, as I was not expecting a blowjob from a virgin.

But she wanted to have everything from me.

Smiling at me, she hungrily started to shove my rod into her tender mouth. I could feel her tongue ride all over my dick, her teeth mischievously biting into my rod. I cried out in pain and held her hair and started to shove more of my manhood into Tina’s mouth. She unskinned my rod and started to nibble at my dickhead. I knew I was going to have an orgasm. Tina was jerking my dick so hard that I could not resist but shag in her face. As my juices began to flow all over her face, she started licking them like chocolate. She enjoyed them so much that I shagged more of it on her. The juices trickled right up to her breasts and I bent down to lick them away.

Now I was getting restless to enter into her cunt. I whispered that she may feel a little pain at first, but after I enter her, everything is gonna be jus fine. She readily agreed and after laying her on the bed, I started to part her legs once more for a safe passage…

I could see the excitement on Tina’s face – I held her waist close to my dick and started pushing my manhood inside Tina. She moaned and cried out in pain as I entered her. Her hands held onto my shoulders and I could feel her fingers digging into my flesh as I entered her. She was in pains and wanted me out of her cunt. She pleaded me to leave her, then and there, but I was a hungry man. I was drilling my dick into her pink cunt hole. She twisted and turned and ached her muscles as my manhood brushed against her smooth walls of the pink hole. By now, Tina’s cunt had turned completely red in pain. Soon I was inside her and her pain reduced. She was still in a state of shock, so to soothe her, I started slowly pumping her in and out. She swayed with the rhythm of my ramming and enjoyed my dick coming out and going in. Now her cunt was ready for some action.

I slowly increased my pace and within a few minutes, she was rocking in me. Her body was dancing to my vibrations and she enjoyed her first fuck. I started sucking her boobs as I fucked her. Her entire body was now covered with my juices and love bites. She was red all over her clit and cunt and her face was red in pain and satisfaction.

Thinking that it was all over, Tina was relaxing with my dick still inside her, when I gave her an utter surprise.

I pulled out my dick, turned her around and shoved it into her asshole. She did not expect this climax. She cried out in pain and wanted me to stop, but I wanted to ass fuck her. I held her breasts in my hand and shoved and pushed my dick into her ass hole. In-between I slapped her ass and bit her back.

She had a small hole and so I also experienced some pain when I pushed my manhood into her ass. But her pains and cries and moans excited me even more. I pulled my dick out and shoved it into her cunt, which was already wet with my juices.

I was out of control…soon I was giving Tina a doggy fuck!!!

Tina kept on pleading and begging me to stop, but I kept ramming her harder and harder till I had my orgasm inside her. She wanted to suck all my juices, so I brought out my dick and shagged hard on her. She lapped up all my juices like a good girl and crashed on the bed.

Her clit was red and so was her cunt. It was dripping with my juices and licks. To soothe her, I fondled with her breasts and cunt till she was calm and normal.

My work often brought me to Bombay, where I sometimes spent the night at my uncle’s place. They have a one bed-roomed flat at Juhu. My Aunty used to work at the newspaper front desk. She was extremely good looking and had a nice figure. My uncle was a Captain in the merchant Navy. They did not have any children. Sometimes when I visited them, uncle would be in town on shore leave.

But many a times, I would also find aunty all alone in the house.

On one such occasion, I had to spend a night at my aunt’s place.

Since uncle was not at home, she allowed me to sleep with her on the same bed.

Aunty used to wear a sari at home whenever I visited her place. She even went to bed that night in that sari.

We both lay side by side and went into deep sleep.

Way past midnight, I turned myself and found aunt’s sari was all over the bed, except on her body. Her tossing and turning from side to side had displaced her sari. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. The night lamp was on and her figure was easily visible in the amber light. She was wearing a sleeveless blouse and petticoat. I didn’t know what to do, how to react to this peculiar situation. I lay by my side, looking at her enticing figure. Soon, I pretended to be asleep and slowly positioned my hand over her chest. I wanted to check her reaction to my move. She was unperturbed. My hands could feel her heart beating as she slept. But what should I do? Slowly, I began to move my hands all over her chest, all along pretending to be sleeping.

I guess she realized what I was up to – because no sooner had I started exploring over her chest that she held my hand and slid it inside her blouse. She was not wearing any brassiere and soon my hands were all over her breasts. She had smooth breasts and I loved every moment as my fingers rolled over her firm mounds of flesh.

I was feeling a little hesitant at first, not knowing whether I should go on or stop. But all my inhibitions were answered when my aunty got up from her bed and started undressing in front of me. She pulled me up from the bed also and started undressing me as well. She started kissing me all over my body and in-between her kisses, expressed her desire to be royally fucked by someone as young as me. I was more than willing to fulfill her desire, as she was quite hot property and I knew that she had a fascination for younger males.

So what if she was my aunty by relation? She was also a sexy woman with lots of oomph and flesh to make love to…and with uncle nowhere near, I had all my freedom to ride on her fantasy-wheel. I was about to make my first move when the telephone rang. Aunty quickly ran to the other room to take the call. She was completely nude. It was my uncle’s call from the ship. I knew it would be a long call. So I settled on the carpet in front of her and started licking her legs. She was unprepared for this. But she couldn’t cut off the call also. So she allowed me to have my way with her. I slowly reached her thighs and parted her long legs. She was feeling a bit uncomfortable at my moves, but I knew she also wanted to have a good fuck.

As I parted her legs, I could see her cunt lips and clit. I started biting into her inner thighs till they became red. I could not control my urge anymore and drove my head into her cunt hole, licking her all the way upto her cunt lips. She was excited enough to moan but her hubby was at the other end of the call. I started licking violently into her cunt, all along fondling her lovely breasts. My naughty tongue rolled into her hole and my fingers rolled and tweaked her nipples. Soon, I was eating my aunty. My fingers slowly slid into her hungry hole and she let out a moan. I got up and held her face before my dick. She was licking my rod in-between the call. Soon uncle hung up the call and she jumped on me. Laying me down on the floor, she sat on top of me and started kissing me all over my body. She was ready for a screw, but I wanted to foreplay with her. I was soon sucking her boobs like candies and fingering her cunt. She cried out in ecstasy and I increased my pace of fingering her. Soon, her juices were all over my fingers. She came upto my face and pressed her cunt lips close to my mouth. The she turned around and her mouth was near my rod. We were in 69 position. As I fingered and ate her cunt, she gave me a blowjob. Her tongue rolled over my unskinned rod as I groaned in pain. She started shoving more of my rod into her mouth and shagged me in her mouth. I had an orgasm and her mouth was wet with my juices. She licked all of it and demanded more. I got up, parted her legs and drove my hot and erect rod into her hole. She cried out in pain and moaned as I drilled her hole with my rod. She held on to my shoulders and started biting and licking my earlobes as I fucked her. She wanted more and I gave her more. Soon, she was rocking and I was shoving my rod in and out of her cunt hole.

Finally, when I couldn’t take it anymore, I brought out my dick and sprayed her with my juices. Aunty loved the fuck and I enjoyed eating my aunty.

We both ended wet and sticky and hit the bed for a good sleep.

After leaving this neighborhood, I rented up a flat close to the city center to have a more exciting life after dark. I used to keep an eye on my new neighborhood to search for potential victims of my game.

Some weeks past by without any success until one day, I came to know that a new family had moved into our block. It was a small Gujju family of the husband, wife and their daughter, who was about six to seven years old. The husband had a business and the wife was a homemaker. But she was very introvert. I was friendly with her husband, but she never talked to me. She would never leave her flat, except on weekends with her hubby and son. This lady, named Roopali, would always keep to herself even at the housing society functions and would never ever interact with other ladies of the apartment. I was getting curious to know her, but could not think of any way.

One weekend, as I was in the lift on my way up to my apartment, the couple also entered the lift. It was already overcrowded and we were almost standing on each other. The hubby stood at the gate of the lift and asked his wife, Roopali to squeeze inside the lift. As a result, Roopali was standing right in front of me. She was a woman in her late twenties. She was as tall as me but much fairer than the average Gujju females. She always wore saris and hardly put any make up. She did not need it – her features were quite sharp, with a sharp face and chin and pouting lips. That made her lips even more attractive.

Frankly speaking, I had hardly seen her upfront to be a good judge of her anatomy, but overall she looked presentable.

As she stood in front of me, I could get a whiff of the lovely perfume that Roopali had used on her neck. My hands were in front of me, and her ass was in front of my hands. Then in a sudden jerk in the lift, my hands mistakenly touched her ass. She had a tight ass. I immediately brought my hands to my sides, in an effort not to enrage her. But I was surprised when she quietly stepped back so that her ass could touch me. I understood her message and starting rubbing her ass … the right way of course!!!!

As it was a crowded lift, no one could make out what was going on, but here was I enjoying Roopali’s tight ass. I held her ass in my hands and pressed them together as if they were a mould of dough. She seemed to enjoy that since she did not resist my hands holding tightly on to her ass.

I slowly ran my fingers along the lining of her panty and over the mounds of her ass hole. I could feel the sudden twitch in her muscles as my fingers ran close to her ass hole. She could not express any reaction and I also carried out my activity without any ex-pression of thrill on my face.

I wanted to feel her ass only. She was wearing a silk sari and so my fondling of her ass did not crush her sari. I slowly parted her thighs a little bit so that I could move my fingers close to her clit. She had real smooth thighs. Once close to her clit, I slowly pushed my fingers to reach her joy point, but it was impossible from outside. So I was unsuccessful in reaching my goal!!!!

Having reached her floor, Roopali and her hubby got off and I went home satisfied at having found my next hunting game. From next day, I developed an interest to know her intentions and try my luck with her.

The next time that I crossed her, she was on her way to take a bus to downtown. I followed her onto the bus. It was damn crowded. There was hardly any space to breathe properly. I thought of trying my luck with Roopali once more, but I had to be careful. It was a dusky winter evening.

She was wearing a yellow ochre sari and matching sleeveless blouse, with a shawl over her right shoulder. She was holding a shopping bag in one hand and the handrails on top with the other. I slowly and deftly inched my way close to her, behind her. She saw me and gave me a recognizing smile, something I saw in her for the first time since she had come to our housing society. There were people standing all around us. I slowly held her ass in my hands and started rubbing them softly. She understood my intentions, smiled slyly at me and was quick enough to wrap the shawl over her body and bring her hands down. That way, no matter how and where I fondled her, no one would notice anything. I slid one of my hands under her shawl and slowly started fondling one of her breasts. Her blouse and bra came in my way and so I deftly, slid my hand inside her bra. I could see the astonished look in Roopali’s eyes, but I had no other option. She had very soft breasts. I moved my hand all over her lovely soft mounds of flesh, till I reached the nipple. I took her nipple in-between my fingers and rolled them over. She was excited. Suddenly I felt her hand searching for my dick. She wanted to hold me inside a crowded bus? Okay lady, you may have my rod…. I said to myself.

Leaning forward against her, I unzipped my fly and helped her hands reach for my dick. My rod was already hot and stiff, so Roopali got to hold a tight piece of meat.

I looked around to see if anyone else had the slightest idea of what was going on here, but I realized that the dim lights inside the bus and the chilly winter evening were helping us in evading any curious onlookers’ eyes.

Gaining confidence, I started massaging Roopali’s lovely breasts with my warm palms, in-between rolling her tight nipples with my fingers. She was also reacting to my moves with her hands jerking my rod, as if to shag me inside the bus. With one hand at her breasts, I slid my other hand down her sexy waist inside her petticoat. She sensed that my hand was trying to reach for her clit, so she parted her legs slightly so that I could have easier access to her love bud. She was wearing silk panties and my fingers slowly entered her panties and found the way through her pubic hair. Must say Roopali had quite dense pubic hair. That meant that she was not fucked for quite sometime!!! That meant she was a hungry for a man. I slowly inched my fingers towards her clit and reaching her clit, I started massaging her clit lips with my moist fingers. She twitched her thigh muscles in excitement and I started fingering her cunt. That sent her into frenzy and she could no longer suppress her excitement. I could see sweat trickling down her face, but had no choice but to finger her harder. All this time, she was holding my manhood and twisting and pinching it as her excitement levels reached the high point. I knew I had to stop otherwise we would be exposed. She also sensed the urgency to stop the activities and we both separated from the closeness that we shared for the past 15 minutes inside the crowded bus. She got down at the next stop and so did I!!

From that day, my urge for her increased and I was waiting for the next opportunity to lay my hands on her. She was a very introvert lady and I knew that I had to find out a way to get real close to her.

So I befriended her hubby and he also became very friendly with me. We sometimes went out for evening drinks. I came to know through our drink sessions that the hubby was having an extra-marital affair with his secretary and hence was no longer interested in Roopali. That made matters much more interesting for me too.

On one such drink session, he had consumed too many drinks and was completely sloshed out. As a result of this, I had no option but to carry him to his flat. It was late night and as I rung the bell, Roopali opened the door. Her son had gone off to sleep. She was wearing her nightdress and was not expecting me at her door at that time of the night. But I was helpless. I carried her hubby inside with her help and laid him on the bed. As we both bent down to lay the hubby, my eyes wandered towards her. She was wearing a satin night suit, which was quite loose fitted. Beneath her satin suit, she was not wearing her undergarments since I could see the silhouette of her figure against the bed lamp’s light. As she bent down, I could see her cleavage and became totally excited.

Her hubby was already in deep slumber. While Roopali continued to adjust the bed, I came to her side of the bed and caught her from behind. I began to neck her and my hands wandered to her breasts. She was nervous as her hubby lay just in front of her. What if he got up at that instant? But at the same time, I also knew that she would have loved a fuck.

As I whispered my dark intentions into her ear, she held my hand and led me into their guest bedroom. Entering the room, she held me in a tight embrace and started kissing me violently. I started unbuttoning her nightdress, while she licked and bit my ear lobes. She was hungry and wanted me badly. I was also hungry for quite some time and so we both went into a rapid exchange of kisses and love bites.

Roopali stepped out of her nightdress and I took her to bed. She lay like a nude princess and I started exploring the curves and bends all over her body. She moaned as I nibbled at her breasts and squeaked as I bit her nipples.

I love to suck a woman’s boobs. Somehow I get a high by licking her breasts and biting her nipples.

She was enjoying my biting, so I started to go downwards towards her navel, all along my fingers rolling her taut nipples. I dug my face into her navel and all the flesh around her waist. I knew I had to fuck her real fast, as I was in someone else’s house, fucking the wife.

I parted Roopali’s legs and shoved my rod into her hole. She was not expecting me to enter her so fast, but I had no other choice. As I shoved my rod into her tight cunt, her cunt lips separated and made way for my manhood. I could see the ex-pression of thrill and excitement on Roopali’s face and started ramming her harder and harder. She held my ass with her two hands and shoved my dick even harder into her hole. I was afraid she might scream or moan, so I started kissing her lips and played the tongue-rolling game with her wet tongue.

She took my tongue inside her mouth and rolled it over her teeth and bit lovingly into my tongue. She was an experienced woman and so I had no problems in fucking her. I took out my dick after having shoved her for quite some time and shagged off my juices on her. She licked and licked all of my juices and even gave me a quick blowjob. Within 30 minutes, my first session with Roopali was over and I returned to my flat, satisfied with a wonderful quickie.

After leaving this neighborhood, I rented up a flat close to the city center to have a more exciting life after dark. I used to keep an eye on my new neighborhood to search for potential victims of my game.

Some weeks past by without any success until one day, I came to know that a new family had moved into our block. It was a small Gujju family of the husband, wife and their daughter, who was about six to seven years old. The husband had a business and the wife was a homemaker. But she was very introvert. I was friendly with her husband, but she never talked to me. She would never leave her flat, except on weekends with her hubby and son. This lady, named Roopali, would always keep to herself even at the housing society functions and would never ever interact with other ladies of the apartment. I was getting curious to know her, but could not think of any way.

One weekend, as I was in the lift on my way up to my apartment, the couple also entered the lift. It was already overcrowded and we were almost standing on each other. The hubby stood at the gate of the lift and asked his wife, Roopali to squeeze inside the lift. As a result, Roopali was standing right in front of me. She was a woman in her late twenties. She was as tall as me but much fairer than the average Gujju females. She always wore saris and hardly put any make up. She did not need it – her features were quite sharp, with a sharp face and chin and pouting lips. That made her lips even more attractive.

Frankly speaking, I had hardly seen her upfront to be a good judge of her anatomy, but overall she looked presentable.

As she stood in front of me, I could get a whiff of the lovely perfume that Roopali had used on her neck. My hands were in front of me, and her ass was in front of my hands. Then in a sudden jerk in the lift, my hands mistakenly touched her ass. She had a tight ass. I immediately brought my hands to my sides, in an effort not to enrage her. But I was surprised when she quietly stepped back so that her ass could touch me. I understood her message and starting rubbing her ass … the right way of course!!!!

As it was a crowded lift, no one could make out what was going on, but here was I enjoying Roopali’s tight ass. I held her ass in my hands and pressed them together as if they were a mould of dough. She seemed to enjoy that since she did not resist my hands holding tightly on to her ass.

I slowly ran my fingers along the lining of her panty and over the mounds of her ass hole. I could feel the sudden twitch in her muscles as my fingers ran close to her ass hole. She could not express any reaction and I also carried out my activity without any ex-pression of thrill on my face.

I wanted to feel her ass only. She was wearing a silk sari and so my fondling of her ass did not crush her sari. I slowly parted her thighs a little bit so that I could move my fingers close to her clit. She had real smooth thighs. Once close to her clit, I slowly pushed my fingers to reach her joy point, but it was impossible from outside. So I was unsuccessful in reaching my goal!!!!

Having reached her floor, Roopali and her hubby got off and I went home satisfied at having found my next hunting game. From next day, I developed an interest to know her intentions and try my luck with her.

The next time that I crossed her, she was on her way to take a bus to downtown. I followed her onto the bus. It was damn crowded. There was hardly any space to breathe properly. I thought of trying my luck with Roopali once more, but I had to be careful. It was a dusky winter evening.

She was wearing a yellow ochre sari and matching sleeveless blouse, with a shawl over her right shoulder. She was holding a shopping bag in one hand and the handrails on top with the other. I slowly and deftly inched my way close to her, behind her. She saw me and gave me a recognizing smile, something I saw in her for the first time since she had come to our housing society. There were people standing all around us. I slowly held her ass in my hands and started rubbing them softly. She understood my intentions, smiled slyly at me and was quick enough to wrap the shawl over her body and bring her hands down. That way, no matter how and where I fondled her, no one would notice anything. I slid one of my hands under her shawl and slowly started fondling one of her breasts. Her blouse and bra came in my way and so I deftly, slid my hand inside her bra. I could see the astonished look in Roopali’s eyes, but I had no other option. She had very soft breasts. I moved my hand all over her lovely soft mounds of flesh, till I reached the nipple. I took her nipple in-between my fingers and rolled them over. She was excited. Suddenly I felt her hand searching for my dick. She wanted to hold me inside a crowded bus? Okay lady, you may have my rod…. I said to myself.

Leaning forward against her, I unzipped my fly and helped her hands reach for my dick. My rod was already hot and stiff, so Roopali got to hold a tight piece of meat.

I looked around to see if anyone else had the slightest idea of what was going on here, but I realized that the dim lights inside the bus and the chilly winter evening were helping us in evading any curious onlookers’ eyes.

Gaining confidence, I started massaging Roopali’s lovely breasts with my warm palms, in-between rolling her tight nipples with my fingers. She was also reacting to my moves with her hands jerking my rod, as if to shag me inside the bus. With one hand at her breasts, I slid my other hand down her sexy waist inside her petticoat. She sensed that my hand was trying to reach for her clit, so she parted her legs slightly so that I could have easier access to her love bud. She was wearing silk panties and my fingers slowly entered her panties and found the way through her pubic hair. Must say Roopali had quite dense pubic hair. That meant that she was not fucked for quite sometime!!! That meant she was a hungry for a man. I slowly inched my fingers towards her clit and reaching her clit, I started massaging her clit lips with my moist fingers. She twitched her thigh muscles in excitement and I started fingering her cunt. That sent her into frenzy and she could no longer suppress her excitement. I could see sweat trickling down her face, but had no choice but to finger her harder. All this time, she was holding my manhood and twisting and pinching it as her excitement levels reached the high point. I knew I had to stop otherwise we would be exposed. She also sensed the urgency to stop the activities and we both separated from the closeness that we shared for the past 15 minutes inside the crowded bus. She got down at the next stop and so did I!!

From that day, my urge for her increased and I was waiting for the next opportunity to lay my hands on her. She was a very introvert lady and I knew that I had to find out a way to get real close to her.

So I befriended her hubby and he also became very friendly with me. We sometimes went out for evening drinks. I came to know through our drink sessions that the hubby was having an extra-marital affair with his secretary and hence was no longer interested in Roopali. That made matters much more interesting for me too.

On one such drink session, he had consumed too many drinks and was completely sloshed out. As a result of this, I had no option but to carry him to his flat. It was late night and as I rung the bell, Roopali opened the door. Her son had gone off to sleep. She was wearing her nightdress and was not expecting me at her door at that time of the night. But I was helpless. I carried her hubby inside with her help and laid him on the bed. As we both bent down to lay the hubby, my eyes wandered towards her. She was wearing a satin night suit, which was quite loose fitted. Beneath her satin suit, she was not wearing her undergarments since I could see the silhouette of her figure against the bed lamp’s light. As she bent down, I could see her cleavage and became totally excited.

Her hubby was already in deep slumber. While Roopali continued to adjust the bed, I came to her side of the bed and caught her from behind. I began to neck her and my hands wandered to her breasts. She was nervous as her hubby lay just in front of her. What if he got up at that instant? But at the same time, I also knew that she would have loved a fuck.

As I whispered my dark intentions into her ear, she held my hand and led me into their guest bedroom. Entering the room, she held me in a tight embrace and started kissing me violently. I started unbuttoning her nightdress, while she licked and bit my ear lobes. She was hungry and wanted me badly. I was also hungry for quite some time and so we both went into a rapid exchange of kisses and love bites.

Roopali stepped out of her nightdress and I took her to bed. She lay like a nude princess and I started exploring the curves and bends all over her body. She moaned as I nibbled at her breasts and squeaked as I bit her nipples.

I love to suck a woman’s boobs. Somehow I get a high by licking her breasts and biting her nipples.

She was enjoying my biting, so I started to go downwards towards her navel, all along my fingers rolling her taut nipples. I dug my face into her navel and all the flesh around her waist. I knew I had to fuck her real fast, as I was in someone else’s house, fucking the wife.

I parted Roopali’s legs and shoved my rod into her hole. She was not expecting me to enter her so fast, but I had no other choice. As I shoved my rod into her tight cunt, her cunt lips separated and made way for my manhood. I could see the ex-pression of thrill and excitement on Roopali’s face and started ramming her harder and harder. She held my ass with her two hands and shoved my dick even harder into her hole. I was afraid she might scream or moan, so I started kissing her lips and played the tongue-rolling game with her wet tongue.

She took my tongue inside her mouth and rolled it over her teeth and bit lovingly into my tongue. She was an experienced woman and so I had no problems in fucking her. I took out my dick after having shoved her for quite some time and shagged off my juices on her. She licked and licked all of my juices and even gave me a quick blowjob. Within 30 minutes, my first session with Roopali was over and I returned to my flat, satisfied with a wonderful quickie.

My lust for older females knows no bounds. I guess every time I meet an older dame, the only thought that comes to my mind is when can I have her and eat her, from top to bottom. Such insatiable is my lust that I even eyed my friend’s sister-in-law who was in her mid forties.

When I relocated to Bombay, I had very few friends to meet during the weekends. In fact my friend Albert’s elder bro and his wife, in-effect Albert’s sister-in-law also were part of our weekend group. Albert’s brother was a doctor, and was attached to a rural hospital on the outskirts of Bombay. He used to come home during weekends to his wife, Diana who was a secretary to a GM in the corporate sector.

They did not have any children out of choice and chose to live life on their own terms. They were a fun-loving couple and we all enjoyed our weekends, going to the movies, long car rides, eating out and drinking together. Since Diana was in the corporate world, she was very prim and proper when it came to dresses and everything else about her being.

She maintained an enviable closet of clothes and footwear, perfumes and watches.

Diana’s hubby was more down to earth, wore the same clothes every weekend and was least interested in parties and booze, quite understandable for a doctor.

So what followed were some outings sans the doc. In these outings, I could see the energetic Diana in her true self, enjoying her weekend as if it were her last day in this world.

We were a group of three now, Diana, Albert and myself. Albert never drank, so often Diana and myself would end up at the watering hole. We would have a few drinks and hit the dance floor before we left for home.

She would wear short skirts and spaghetti tops during the weekends. During such dance nights, my hands would often touch her bums or breasts but she wouldn’t mind.

One such night, Diana and myself had drunk too much and we were driving back home in her car. She was at the driver’s seat and with her legs on the controls, her skirt had slipped close to her waist. The mere sight of her bare thighs excited me and soon enough, my hands were rubbing her inner thighs. She sensed my intentions and smiled in consent. Soon, I was on my knees in between her legs, undoing her panty as she drove the car. She raised her hips a little bit to allow me to take off her panties. There she was all of forty and her cunt facing my hungry mouth. Her clit and cunt hole looked enticing enough for a quick bite. I dug my face into her groins and licked her cunt and clit. She groaned and moaned as I pricked her pubic hair with my teeth. I started teasing her by biting softly into her cunt lips. She moaned in excitement as I started fingering her hole. She thrust her pelvis to make the motion faster, and soon she was having an orgasm in my hand. Soon my fingers were wet with her juices. I wriggled my tongue around her clit and cunt lips and she was in ecstasy.

I knew I had to stop there otherwise we might meet with an accident on the roads. I got up and we went to our apartment. By now, Diana was burning hot with desire and I was also in the mood to have some raw fun. We went inside our apartment and I took her in my arms. She was already 5 pegs down and so quite drunk, by her standards. I was also quite happy after my 3 pegs, but was in enough spirit to drive into Diana. Laying her down on my bed, I parted her legs and shoved my manhood into her hungry hole. I had already taken her panties off in the car and so now, she was just in her skirt.

I was so hungry that night that I didn’t waste time in undressing her. She was drunk and so her moans were quite subdued.

I held her cunt lips apart and drove my entire manhood into her. She rocked on the bed as I slammed her repeatedly. I wanted to have my orgasm inside her and so kept on shoving hard till her moans became louder and she tore apart my bed sheet. I ejaculated inside her and my juices also flowed out of her cunt, which I licked away in sheer happiness.

By now, Diana was back to her senses, having been screwed by me. I started undressing her and soon she lay like a mermaid on my bed. I started licking and kissing her tight skin and soft flesh. She growled as I bit her nipples and scratched her breasts. My fingers reached for her asshole and cunthole. With fingers inside both her holes, I was finger-fucking her and biting all over her body. She cried out in pain and wanted me to stop, but I wouldn’t stop. Diana started biting me as my moist fingers scratched the soft flesh inside her cunthole.

She just couldn’t take it anymore and wanted me to stop.

I took out my fingers, dripping wet with her juices and focused on her breasts. She had hard breasts and even harder nipples, which I enjoyed biting, licking and sucking as she licked and bit my moist fingers.

As I ate her boobs, I once again parted her legs and drove my manhood into her hole. She was thrilled and started to rock her body so that my dick jerked and twisted inside her juicy cunt.

I held her ass in my hands, lifted her from the bed and gave her a lap fuck. She held on to my shoulders and groaned as I lap-fucked her.

She was frenzied by my actions and ate me as I fucked her, biting my body as I slammed her harder and harder.

After almost half an hour of action, I came out of her and we both went into the shower. Diana got down on her knees and gave me a blowjob as I bathed her and myself. She ate all of my juices as I cleaned her sticky skin and flesh.

My profession brought me to Gujarat, a place full of good-looking females. Their beauty and dressing sense, their simplicity and their smartness instantly floored me. The way Gujju babes zoomed past my bike in twos and threes surely amazed me, but also intrigued my inherent tendencies of curiosity and fantasy.

I wanted to know them from close quarters and how much they enjoyed their life. I wanted to feel them, to touch their deepest desires (if they had any) and run them wild in my arms.

Luck was on my side when I met a married woman in her early twenties, recently married and hence oozing with the juices of being married and been-there-done-that attitude. Her husband was mostly on sites and hence she was always alone at home with her in-laws who were not so caring about her. Not that they hated her, but maybe would have preferred a more eligible daughter-in-law for their son, had he not fell in love with this damsel.

So, what followed was a formal introduction as good neighbors and then random phone calls from her to me at odd hours of the day and night.

From her conversation, I realized that her marriage was a job not well done and she regretted for marrying off in haste. Her husband soon turned out to be a “don’t care” attitude guy – who did not think it important to love his wife after marriage as well.

So, this gujju wife’s days passed off in cooking, cleaning the house (all gujju females do that in their house), attending to the in-laws and of course, making phone calls to me.

When I had first shifted to their neighborhood, I used to stare away at their mother, Sunita Aunty. She always wore salwar suits without a dupatta and so I longed to see her bend forward to have a peek at her cleavage. She was aware that I used to wait at the verandah of my second floor apartment, which used to face her bedroom to see her. I used to pretend that I was enjoying my evening cup of coffee and music, but actually all my senses were on her bedroom.

Her bedroom had an attached bathroom whose door was right in my sight from the verandah. So, every evening as darkness fell, she would step into her bedroom, open her almirah, throw out some clothes as to show me which one she should wear for the evening. As innocent as I pretended to be, she would throw a casual smile at me as if to say, I know what you are at right now, but I pretended not to get the hints at all.

I would watch her undress till all she wore was the undergarments and then, as if to hide from me, she would dash off into the bathroom. She liked doing that because she knew I would wait for her to come out of the shower. And when she did come out, she would be all wet and dripping, as if to show me how she wiped off the water from her body. She had a good figure and I was surprised that age had not hindered the curvature of her breasts and beautiful waist. She flowed around in her room like an angel without feathers. Water dripping from her body, she would use one towel to cover her body and another to wipe off the excess water. I knew for sure that she could have done that bit of cleaning inside only, but ever since I showed interest in her, she would do the wiping off in her bedroom. No issues for me, as I was missing all the action in this part of the country and such a lovely sight in the evenings was a good way to pass off my idle hours.

After wiping off the water from her wet body, she would use powder and perfume all over her body, under the armpits and sometimes even in-between her thighs. Such sights aroused my senses and she realized that. As if teasing me was not enough, she would merrily throw off her body towel and quickly put on her evening clothes. In most occasions, she would put on her night suit, which was a satin flowery print in pink and blue. It was quite transparent and so she would make it a point not to wear her brassiere and panty. That way, I could catch a glimpse of her tight breasts and well-rounded butt when she would come out of her bedroom into the verandah for hanging the wet towels.

Sunita aunty loved to see my eyes wander into her clothes right up to her firm nipples, and she loved every moment of this. Infact, many a times, she would linger on in the verandah before hanging the towels, with swift looks and smirks at me.

Sunita aunty’s husband was in the transport business and was out of home on most days of the week. With her elder daughter married off and the younger one staying out late with friends, she had no one to talk to. Many evenings, I would see her walk up and down her apartment as if searching for something and then I realized that she was trying to find out some work to do to kill her time.

That struck me – maybe I can befriend her. So I started out my venture by purposefully knocking at her door one evening after ensuring that no one else was at home. As soon as she opened the door, I apologized to her for knocking on the wrong door and pretended to be on my way out. No sooner having turned my back, she asked me if it was okay for me to come and chat with her, as I was her new neighbor and she felt like introducing herself to me incase I needed any help at any time.

Help?? I thought to myself, more that that I needed to fuck her real hard, just to experience the feeling of fucking a two-time mother and a thirty seven year old sexy Gujju woman.

But it was okay to start on a defensive front. Help? Sure, why not?

As soon as I stepped in, I could smell that fragrance all over her body and my senses started working overtime. Sunita aunty was all over my mind and I wanted to have her, then and there. Trying my best not to show my urge, I asked for a glass of water and she went into the kitchen. Soon, I heard her scream and rushed in to find her on the floor. She has slipped on the marble floor and hurt her back and knees. No cuts, but she was in pain.

Holding her in my arms, I took her back to her bedroom and lay her face side down. She asked me not to worry, but here I was – the chivalrous young lad willing to help aunties in distress. I convinced her that she needed a good massage of her back and knees and she readily obliged.

With her lying in front of me, my hands trembled as I started to unbutton her dress so that I could reach her injured spot. Soon, I had my hands on her bare back and was gently massaging away all over her back. My manhood was slowly rising from sleep and since I was wearing shorts, she also felt the bulge in my zip.

With the other hand, I started to loosen her way up to the thighs so that I could massage her injured knees. Now, it was getting worse. Sunita aunty lay almost nude in front of me and I was massaging her back and knees. She could sense the thrill in my fingers and all of a sudden, asked me to stop. All my sexual instincts came to a crash as she got up from her bed. I thought to myself that the end of my sexual episode had come.

But no sooner than that, she took my hands and put them inside her bra and started kissing me wildly all over my body. There I was, caressing her firm nipples and also undressing her completely. Now aunty stood before me in her best, totally nude and burning hot.

I started exploring and very soon was eating into her hot body with both my hands firmly holding onto her ass. My feelings knew no bounds as I started ramming my deft fingers into her vagina and heard her moan and beg to stop. But I had completely lost my control and was not in a mood to stop. I turned her and rammed my dick into her vagina, throwing her off guard. She never expected me to do so, but at the same time also enjoyed the unexpected pain. It was December and yet we both were sweating like pigs.

She pulled my hair, bit my chest and starting scratching my back with her sharp nails, but I did not stop. The faster I rammed her, the louder her screams became. I could feel her melting in my arms and licked away her sweat in an effort to give her some cooling effect. But she wanted more from me. As my dick came out of her wet vagina, she clambered to the nearest table, held on to the table and got up. I followed her, both of us nude, wet and wild. She went up to the fridge and took out some of the left over vanilla ice cream from the previous night. She wanted me have that ice-cream not the usual way with spoon, but to lick all of that ice cream after I pasted it all over her body.

As an obedient boy, I took the bowl of ice cream and with her in my other arm, led her into the bedroom floor. The marbled floor was already wet and slippery and she lay there with her breasts pointing towards me.

I took the ice cream and started applying it all over her body as if pasting a stone with mud. Aunty moaned and purred as I creamed her breasts, navel, armpits, lips, neck, waist, thighs, clit, vagina and her asshole. And then I did a rather clean job much to my enjoyment, licking off the cream from all over her body.

As I licked and bit her nipples, she wriggled in ecstasy and took my head and pushed it hard into her clit, as if to say, “there is better stuff down below”. My tongue worked overtime to lick into her hungry lips below and mischievously bit her clit and played with her buttonhole. I have never ass-fucked a woman and so this was the perfect opportunity to try this art too. She readily obliged and I rammed my rod into her firm ass, holding her breasts cupped in my hands as she cried out and sweated in my arms. Asking me repeatedly to stop, I brought her face to my manhood and like a magnet, in went my dick into her hungry mouth. She ate my dick so hard that I finally shagged on her and she liked my gel. After a hectic hour, we both ended up in the shower with me washing her off all the ice cream and her washing me off all the sweat.

It was an evening to remember. Sunita aunty loved it so much that she wanted me to come to her place again and again. But I realized that it was not such a good idea, with me being an outsider regularly visiting her place in her hubby’s absence. So the next few weeks went by without any action of any sorts until one evening…

This girl was much sought after by all my friends but I was too engrossed fantasizing about my Class teacher to ever spare a moment for her. It was only after 2-3 years of neutral interaction that she expressed her feeling for me. Now, this girl was nice, charming, smart and really a looker. My friends used to drool over her good looks and near perfect figure, but somehow all that didn’t occur to me.

Much to my utter surprise, very soon we found ourselves talking on for hours, going to the movies, to the festivals and so on. After almost 4 years of going around, I could feel a sense of belonging for both of us. The relationship had entered its second phase where physical closeness does play an important part. So far, all that we had done was to hold hands or a peck on the cheek. Childish – isn’t it? I also thought so at that time, but I also felt nervous the first time that I kissed her on the cheek – didn’t know how she would react. But she also returned the kiss with a wet one – on my lips bang on!!!

That surely rung the bells – the time had come for some more intimacy. And as they – Love will find a way.

It sure did in Dehradun and Mussorie where we both went off on a secret pre-marriage honeymoon trip.

Love and lust became one in the high hills. We went on a rollicking roller-coaster ride of sex like never before. Suddenly, I found a lady in my girlfriend – a passionate lady – waiting to be fulfilled. And as an obliging guy, I filled her passion with my wet love. Lips locked, my hand on her lovely breast, caressing her nipples as if there were the most fragile buttons on earth, my fingers slowly taking her already moist panties off and slowly untangling the huge expanse of black pubic hair. She sighed, moaned, nibbled my ears with sweet nothings and even bit my shoulder in sheer ecstasy, but I had no plans to stop and give her some rest. My manhood was aching for some tender touch and embrace.

She smiled at its sight and held my manhood in her trembling hands, as if it were a glass object. Slowly, my fingers found her clit and a slow massage sent shivers down her spine. I could feel her body ache for more, for me to enter her and take her into a series of wild runs, but sense prevailed and I stopped short of the intercourse. However, I did make up for that by some great tongue-work on her breasts, which she enjoyed tremendously and even begged for more. I obliged her demands with a quickie inside the deluxe bus on our way downhill from Mussorie to Delhi, back on our way home.

And one even faster one on the train at night, when most people were busy snoring away. She loved all the three encounters taking in as much as I enjoyed giving her, and we both enjoyed those few days of togetherness. Time flew by and we both drifted apart. We realized that our relationship has culminated into a blank end and so we bid adieu to each other as we moved on in professional life.

One evening, Sunita aunty visited my place on the pretext of making a phone call, as her phone was out of order. She was wearing a lovely blue sari with a sleeveless blouse. Since she knew that I was fascinated by her figure, she had purposely worn the sari below her navel, thus adding oomph to her hot figure. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and she knew that pretty well.

Settling down on the sofa, she leaned forward to make the call. As a result, her sari fell off her shoulders and her great cleavage was once again in front of my eyes.

She gave me a smile and started dialing the numbers without even settling her sari. That was enough – I couldn’t just take it anymore.

As she got up to speak on the phone, I came from behind and cupped her breasts. She was already speaking to someone and hence could not react to my move. Taking this opportunity, I started fondling with her breasts and necking her beautiful long neck. Her perfume filled my senses with memories of that day when I fucked her for the first time.

By this time, her sari was already half way down, just waiting to be taken off by my deft hands. But I wanted to tease her. So I just kept fondling her breasts from outside, without even taking off her blouse. She was signaling me to stop till she finished the phone call, but I was being naughty. I bent on my knees and started licking into her navel. Her body began to tremble and I enjoyed seeing her belly dance to the tune of my tongue. Holding her ass in my hands, I started biting into her waist, navel and all the flesh that my hungry mouth could find.

She became so excited that she let out a moan or two in-between the phone call and urged me to do later, but I was naughty that night!!!!

Getting up on my feet, I started licking her back, way down up to her sari level and again up to her chest, without even touching her clothes. She tried to force my hand into her blouse but I resisted.

Somehow, I could imagine that she was enjoying this game and so I played her along.

By now, I had wetted her, but the clothes were y