Hello guys, This is my first real story which happened in my life just recently. Just as I am new to this, I will not be sharing the real names. This is a real story between me and an Aunty whom I met in a program.
I am explaining this story of mine with pure passion from the very start. This is the real story of mine, so don’t be shy to finger your pussies and masturbate. So, let’s begin!
I am a 21-year-old boy named Pritam. I am an average-looking boy from a small town, and my dick size is an average 7 inches. So the main character in the story is a 35-year-old Aunty with 2 kids aged 11 and 9. Her name is Gitanjali.
She had a figure of 34-36-40 with that big fat ass. There was no comparison for that ass of hers with anyone. That ass was fine. I felt the need to slap that ass as hard as I can by just looking at it.
So one day, there was a program organised by my relatives. Me and family were invited to attend it. We all went to the program, and I just sat on a chair. I am an introvert in gatherings like this. After some time, a lady came and sat in front of me. Firstly, I didn’t think any dirty thoughts about her.
But after some time, she turned her face towards me. At that moment, I saw her face, which was too beautiful. My eyes went straight to her cleavage. She wore a beautiful blouse which exposed her back and breasts very finely. I went mad looking at her.
She noticed that and turned around. I, too, acted like some innocent kind for some time. Then, after some time, she changed her seat, from where I could see her clearly. At that moment, I knew that she was also into me. Once again, I was looking at her cleavage then. Suddenly, my eyes and her eyes met.
We were so deep in that eye lock moment that, for a minute, we forgot the surroundings. Then she broke the ice, shying and looked towards the other end. So, from then onwards, I purposely tried to make eye contact with her. Those eye contact were making me really horny.
Those eyes were now flirting with me. I was not in control. As they say, ‘My eyes speak the secrets my heart feels, but lips never dare to whisper.’ Literally, I was feeling that thing. She just seduced me by those eye movements. So this went on for a while as none of them was ready to speak till now.
I was not able to take it anymore, so I went outside and went to eat food. After eating, I went searching for her. But at that time, the program was done, and everyone was rushing towards the eating section. There were too many people around, and I was not able to find the Aunty.
Then, after searching thoroughly, I found her eating with her friends. Then, I purposely went near her so she could also look for me. So I looked at her and she was smiling looking at me. I was like, ‘Dude, control your feelings. It’s not the first time a mature lady is flirting with you. Act mature.’
I also feared for a few moments. If she didn’t like it, she might even complain to my parents (you never know). Then my family called me as we were leaving for home. I thought, so this is it. Its the last time I see her without even speaking to her.
While I was leaving, I thought about my previous experiences with some other women. They also flirted with me. But I didn’t have the confidence to speak to them. So that moment, I was like, ‘I am never going to do like that again. Let’s give it a try.’
I made up something for my family and went inside to talk to her. Her food was finished and she was walking towards the basin. I waited there for a moment in aspiration to get her phone number. Then I went straight to her and said,
Excuse me.
Aunty- Yes?
And she turned and looked who it was.
Me- I don’t want to regret this moment in my life ever, which I experienced a few minutes ago. You are so beautiful, ma’am.
Aunty blushed and laughed – Thank you. I have been waiting for a long time that when you talk to me.
Me- I thought that after what I said to you, I would definitely get a slap.
And she laughed hard.
Aunty- No, why would I even slap you? You were staring too much at me.
Me – If a beautiful lady is in front of me, what else can I do instead of looking at her, or else the beauty will be sad?
Aunty blushed so hard.
Me- Can I get the number of this beautiful lady?
She was like – I am married, you know, na.
Me- But it doesn’t mean that you will not give me your number.
Aunty- You are so stubborn. Fine, I will give you.
She typed her number into my phone and gave it a call. And that’s how I got her number. This first step really pressured me too much. At last I was at relief that I got her number.
Me- So I will text you then, bye.
Aunty- Oh, we have met, and here you are going already?
Me- There is a lot in mind, but what to do now.
Aunty knew what I was talking about, and I was teasing her. Then I left, with her giving me those seductive looks again on my way back home. After reaching home, the first thing I did was masturbate. My dick was at ease.
At night, a message pops up, saying ‘Hi!’ and it was from Aunty. So the conversation started with casual things like name, family relations, age, etc. Then I asked her about her husband. She said he is out of state mostly because of his work.
Me-Oh, that’s the reason why you were also looking at me, ha!
Aunty- You also wanted me to see you.
Me- Oh yeah, that’s true. But I was also looking at many things which you were purposely showing to me.
Aunty- What things are you talking about?
Aunty was in a sarcastic mood.
Me- don’t be angry at me, That blouse which you wore looked very beautiful on you. But the best part was that deep cleavage through your blouse, which aroused me at that moment.
Aunty- Which cleavage you are talking about?
I know Aunty better now. She doesn’t like to slow things down, that’s why she asked me that. Instead of that, she wanted the answer to be ‘your boobs.’
Me- Are you messing with me? You know exactly what I am talking about. You were only showing that to me by sliding your saree.
Aunty- How will I know that you were looking there only?
Me- oh shut up, I know you knew what you were doing. You were also driving me crazy with those curves of yours. That waist of yours, oh, I was so ready to kiss it there only.
Aunty- What else do you like about me most?
Me- thank god you asked these questions. I am more of a boob person, but that ass of yours made me go crazy for real.
Aunty- You are just saying this to me to make me feel good. I know I am really aged, how can you even like me?
Me- You are making fun of me. I said those things because you are so hot, not because you are old.
Me- And please don’t you call yourself old again. You are a bomb that is going to explode everyone.
Aunty- Thank you for your naughty words of yours. But my husband doesn’t think like that.
Me- Then I think you should do a checkup on him.
Aunty- Why?
Me – Because he’s blind, he can’t even see a hot girl in front of him.
Aunty- Thanks, dear.
Me- Ma’am, don’t you worry anymore as now I am here.
Aunty- I know what your intentions are. But please don’t call me ma’am. You can call me Gitanjali.
Me- If you don’t mind, can I call you Aunty? What intentions are you talking about?
Aunty – Yes, for now you can. Don’t play with me that card. Everyone is here for only my pussy I know.
I didn’t think that Aunty would be this straightforward.
Me- I am not just behind that pussy. There are many other things also which I want.
Aunty- What are they?
Me- First of all, I wanted to free those two melons from that beautiful blouse. By the way, if we had known each other before, those melons would have been free in the program itself.
Aunty- So you should have done it at that time only. Who knows, you might get a chance again or not.
Me- If I got those melons I would never leave them for sure.
Aunty- Really, what would’ve done to them if they were in your hands?
Me- I wanted to press them so hard that you scream, the hell out of you. I want to suck them so hard that you never leave hold of me.
Then Aunty shared with me the pic of the boobs in which nipples were covered with her hands. I was literally shocked at that moment for her to trust me. At that moment, I knew that I would never get a woman who trusted me so much. I was thinking about how lucky I was today even to meet her in the program.
After looking at that pic, I was a bit aroused.
Aunty- I freed those melons which you were talking about.
Me-They did not get the complete freedom that they deserved.
Aunty sent a laughing emoji and said- If you want to see them free, then you only want to come here and free themselves.
Me- I don’t just want to free them. I want to free the whole of you.
Aunty- For that to happen, we need to meet.
Me – I am ready for that moment since I saw you.
Aunty – OK, I will think about it.
Me- So I have a hard-on right now by that pic of yours. What to do now to cool down my dick now?
Aunty sends me another pic of her fully naked. By seeing that, my dick grows much more, and I start to masturbate.
Aunty- I am also horny now by talk of yours.
And then Aunty sends me a video of hers, in which she is fully naked. She fingers herself and shows her sticky fingers towards the camera. I get too aroused by this, and I increase my speed of masturbating.
Aunty- For now, use your hands, but next time there will be mine.
She just teased me so naughtily that I cum even faster.
Me- For you also, this is the last time to use your fingers. Next time it will be my dick in place of that.
Aunty- Fuck yes!
Me- I will not just fuck you, I will rip that pussy of yours.
She then didn’t reply for a minute. And then she said,
Aunty- OMG, I cum so much, this was really intense.
Aunty- Do you like me?
Me – Of course I do.
Aunty- But I don’t want to get too emotionally attached. Is it OK with you?
I was a little sad, but I said yes. Then we talked more about life. Randomly, I told her that I masturbated twice after coming from the program. She said that even She masturbated, and she said, “I was leaking down there while you were checking me out.”
That night was so long that we talked till 3 am, and then we bid each other good night and slept. In the next part, I will share the experience of meeting her in a mall which was not so planned.
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