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Hi, I’m a 21 year-old from Mumbai here to share my real-life incident with you. First of all, I want to say any women, aunties – irrespective of age, married or widowed can contact me on: Now, lets proceed to the story.
It was one of those extremely busy days you wish to pull off successfully but don’t expect to. Rushing to another part of the city, I resorted to public transport to reach the destination in time. Since the bus service sucks big time, I hopped into a share auto and forced the rikshawalla to rush. It was only after the vehicle started that I realized that the skin that is touching mine is of a sex bomb. I just stared into the mirror for a few seconds. Dressed in a dark-blue saree and her golden jewelry a little loud, I felt like she is the reason for all the heat in the world. She must be around 30. Good-looking, well-dressed and busty figure. I love those plump women who fit so well in a saree, with their breasts filling up the huge blouse and their asses protruding out, and those flabby curves with cuts to die for. She was picture-perfect.
And little above her luscious breasts was her seductive neck flowing below a beautiful face and… what was that! She had a red marking on her starting hair-line, meaning she’s taken, or in other words, married. It was when I sat back disheartened that I started feeling the soft friction against her silky skin. As the auto drove along the pathetically uneven roads of Mumbai, I was enjoying the pleasure of her bare skin rubbing against mine. For the first time in my life, I thanked BMC for their roads. But the unexpected had to be expected. As I was feeding my guilty pleasure by enjoying her feel to the optimum, I felt it; a small pushing rub, or a positive sign. I rubbed a little. She rubbed a little more.
Within some time, we were elevating our souls with each other’s’ touch. I couldn’t believe it! Why would she do that? Why would a presumably happily married woman want to involve physically with a 20-year old inexperienced guy? It was beyond my understanding. I could see her breathing heavily. Even as I slowly made my rub move from her hands below to her thighs and eventually to her bare stomach open due to the gap between blouse and the saree, she seemed in extreme control in the mirror. But enjoying she was! Otherwise I wouldn’t have reached here, and slowly get my left hand to pass hiding behind my right hand to enter the blouse of the woman sitting to my right. I vividly remember those moments of ecstasy when I was in her, and will forever do.
I slowly summoned up the courage and touched her boobs. She gave a jerk and a smile broke out. I knew she was enjoying it. I gave her a naughty smile from the mirror and went stronger. I pressed her large, bulky boobs and she was on seventh heaven already. She would breathe really long and used to wet her lips frequently. Flowing my fingers across her cleavage and fingering inside her blouse, I showed no shyness. With every pressing, I turned more and more aggressive and she felt more and more enjoyment. We forgot about the third traveller and the rikshawalla and just had our own private fun in the rickshaw.
Meanwhile, she slowly rubbed her elbows passing through my thighs to come and stop at my crotch. Of course she wanted to feel it. My super-erect penis showed her the way. As she felt my dick erect in my undie, she pressed her hand/ elbow against it. This made it more erect. She went on pressing and rubbing against my dick and kept on fucking her elbow with my pants on. Feeling her cut on the curves with my hands was another high. I have a fetish for stomach area and I enjoy feeling the flab in around the stomach/ navel/ waist. I was on cloud nine.
But little did I realize that we had reached the destination. We got down, she paid and reluctantly started walking ahead. As I was paying my money disappointed in having ended it all, she turned back to smile at me. That was all I needed. I left the remaining money with the rickshawalla and ran towards her. I was shocked that a career-oriented person like me could forget all the commitments and meetings and stalk on a random married woman. Nevertheless, I proceeded. She was expecting me, to say the least.
I walked to her and suggested, “Excuse me,” and she stopped as happy as a child. All I said was, “Ab formality ki zaroorat hai?” and she broke into a laughter, nodding. We walked towards the lovers’ spot nearby (what a co-incidence) and settled down. No words needed to be exchanged as I understood her, and she understood me. We started with little pecks and were engaged in deep throat kissing within minutes. I swallowed all her saliva with lust and she sucked my tongue like a lolly-pop. I occasionally fondled with her breasts too. But we didn’t have much time to spare and soon got going. When she was bidding good-bye, she gave me her no. and asked me to fix up a time and place to make love and left.
As I stood there enjoying the breeze from the sea shore beside hitting my satisfied face, I did the most unexpected thing a person in my state would do. I tore down the piece of paper in which her no. was written and blew them in the air. Though I earned my own respect for a few hours, I could never forgive myself for that stupid, stupid act. But anyway, with a unique smile on my face, I rushed to my destination to presume my worldly jobs.
I know I would never forget the incident or forgive myself for it, but if there’s any woman in or around Mumbai, irrespective of age or nature, who would like to have a healthy sexual friendship, please feel free to contact me on
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