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Eight months, three weeks, four days and, let’s see, eleven hours. That’s how long it’s been since my husband and me had sex. I remember because it was my 53rd birthday. I wouldn’t say since we made love; we haven’t done that in years. We’ve never really had much of a sex life, not since my daughter Suzie was born, and she’s 27 now.
We don’t really do much together at all anymore. If it weren’t for me cooking his meals and washing his clothes, I’m not sure Don would even notice me. Sometimes I think the only reason we stay together is that we can’t be bothered with the effort and expense of getting divorced.
Her name’s Saranya. she not a bad looking woman for her age. she small, five-feet-three inch with a smooth round face, twinkling eyes, plump, sensuous lips and a dimple in my chin. She has got big knockers too .
My room and neighbor ‘s bedroom was just the opposite. I had seen her in nighty many times. I used to catch her closely by binoculars one she saw me and pretended to yawn, stretching her arms above her head, making her boobs ride up under my nightie. Suddenly she skittered backwards from the window so fast .Next day
She was there I think she was teasing me . Then, taking a deep breath, she reached down to the hem of her nightie and pulled it over my head, leaving her standing naked. Her big boobs would be clearly visible to me. She put her hands under her tits and lifted them up, as if weighing them. Then she let one fall back and, still holding the other up, began to play with big nipple, making it stiffen. After a few minutes she stepped back giggling like a naughty schoolgirl. Over the next few mornings she repeated the show.
Just after lunchtime on one particularly hot day, she was struggling back to the house with several bags of shopping. I put them down outside my front gate, to wipe sweat out of her eyes and find key..she saw me and said , “Oh hello, Shailu isn’t it? You couldn’t do me a favor, could you love, and help me inside with these bags?”
I gave a nervous smile and hefted up the bags and carried them to front door, then through to the kitchen where I placed them on a counter. As I was turning to go she said, “Thank you love. Oh, you look as hot as me now, would you like a cool drink? I’ve got Coke in the fridge, or I was just about to do myself a nice cup of tea.”
I shook my head and mumbled something, backing towards the door. she gently took my arm in her hand. “Come on Shailu, I owe you something for getting those bags in for me. Anyway, I could do with a bit of company, on my own in here all day. You weren’t going anywhere important were you?”
Looking at her I muttered, “Er no, just the library.” she pulled out a chair for me and I obediently sat in silence. She poured us both tea and sat across the table from me. I was uncomfortable in her presence. There was silence I think she was as tense as me .
I could feel my heart pounding. The first part of my fantasy had actually happened – I was sitting in her house. Clearing her throat, she said as casually as she could, “I’ve seen you watching me, You know.” My head snapped up and I looked at her with panic-stricken eyes. I stuttered, “I…I don’t know what you mean.”she smiled, trying to look much calmer than she was feeling. “In the mornings. In my bedroom. Do you like my breasts?” I looked at her in panic. She saw me swallow once, twice, then in a strangled voice I mumbled, “I’m sorry, I…” Then I hung my head and stared at my hands again.
She told me. “That’s all right, I’m not angry. It’s quite flattering actually, to have a handsome young man like you looking at me in that way.” She reached a hand across the table and placed it on me; I flinched. As gently as she could, she said, “Shailu…have you ever had a girlfriend?” I shook my head and gave a loud, self-pitying sniff.
Still with her hand cupped over me, she asked, “Do you play with yourself when you’re watching me?” I didn’t answer, Squeezing my hand lightly, she said, “Would you like to play with me?” she continued, “You’ve seen my tits; would you like to actually touch them?” My jaw dropped and, wiping my face with the back of a hand, I stared at her in disbelief that I had really heard what she just said. she smiled reassuringly, and almost whispered, “You can if you want to. I don’t mind; in fact I’d like it.”
I continued to stare at her. she stood and slowly walked around the table and squatted beside me. she reached out and took my hand, pulled it towards her and placed it lightly on her boob. I gently squeezed her. she was surprised to feel her nipple start to stiffen. I turned sideways on my chair to face her, and cupped my spare hand around her other boob, squeezing that too. Still acting more on instinct than conscious thought,
She stood and took one of my hands in her. Feeling suddenly light-headed, she heard myself say, “Come on, let’s go upstairs, we’ll be more comfortable there.” I don’t know which of us was more nervous as she led me up the stairs to her bedroom. I still looked petrified as she sat me on the bed and closed the curtains over the window. she sat beside me. Again, instinct seemed to take over. she undid her blouse, button by button, then held it out at arm’s length between finger and thumb and dropped it, as if I was performing a striptease.
Then she reached back and unclipped her bra. I gasped as her big white boobies dropped down, the nipples stiff. I tentatively reached out a hand and cupped it under one of my breasts, rolling the nipple between my finger and thumb, as if in wonderment. I dipped my head down and sucked it into my mouth, my lips massaging the breast while my tongue drew circles around my nipple. she sighed at that, cupped a hand behind my head, closed her eyes and murmured, “Good Shailu, that’s lovely.”
She said she felt more aroused than she had been in years. We sank back onto the bed she reached down and found the zip of my jeans, fumbled it down then slipped her hand inside. she pushed my briefs out of the way, and heard me gasp as her fingers closed around my cock. I was already very stiff, and she began to slowly rub her hand up and down on it.
We were both breathing more deeply by then, and, any doubts I’d had forgotten, I felt it was time to move things on. Removing her hand from my jeans, she whispered, “Shailu, let’s get undressed.” I rolled off her and, with curious shyness in the circumstances, turned my back to strip off my clothes. She quickly kicked off her nighty and lay back, gazing at me.
I lay beside her on the bed and, leaning into her and smacking her lips onto mine, as I gripped her tit quite firmly. She pressed her tongue against my lips. Without warning I pulled out of the kiss and pushed her urgently onto her back. She opened her legs and I moved between them.
She sat up and kissed me lightly on the forehead. Then, trying to sound more upbeat than I felt at that moment, she said, And call me Saranya, not Mrs Saranya.” I took a tissue from the bedside and scooped the spunk off the duvet, knowing I’d have to change it before Don got home, and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. On the way back, as an afterthought, I took a spare toilet roll with me.
Shailu still looked ashamed of not having been able to hold back so, trying to control my impatience and frustration, I pulled him into my arms and we kissed again for a while she took one of my hands and pushed it between my legs, then eased one of my fingers into her. I began to stir it around. She pushed at me and moaned to let me know she liked what I was doing, and I inserted another one. Before long four of my slim fingers were in her pussy, stroking her and pumping slowly in and out.
After a few minutes of that she broke our kiss and fell back beside me, panting. her nipples couldn’t have got any stiffer without bursting. I began to pump at her more quickly, and attached my mouth to her boob. Soon after that she almost wailed at me, “Oh God yes, that’s great, keep doing that Shailu…oh shit, I’m coming darling’.” She screeched through clenched teeth, her hips bucked off the bed towards me, and her pussy walls clamped round my fingers like a vice.
She sank back, sweating and with her whole body tingling like prickly heat. I, kept stroking her pussy until she reached down and stopped me, pulling me up to kiss her again. She said she hadn’t felt that good in a very, very long time, and she felt incredibly tender towards me . do you want to fuck me . I said yes if u allow me
She smiled and lay back and opened her legs invitingly. I tucked my knees under her buttocks and shuffled up to her, my hands cupping her bum cheeks. I entered her with a solid thrust, and she wrapped her legs around my cute bum and locked them at the ankles. I fucked her with long, fast, powerful strokes for 20 minutes that soon had me gurgling with joy. Soon she screamed “Yes, oh yes .
I asked her if she wanted me to stop. “Fuck no, you carry on my new lover.” She said she had already two climax and I think a third mini one arrived as I finally gave a series of gasps, began rolling my head around and fired into her with one last huge shove before settling back on her haunches in a daze.We lay together kissing and cuddling as we recovered our strength, bathing in our own sweat. I sat up and gazed down at her, then said, “Saranya, was that okay, really?”
She pulled me back down and told me, “Shailu, it was great! You’ve given me one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. I haven’t cum as much as that in years.” I snuggled into her, smiling happily. Later, as I left, I asked, “Saranya, can I come round again sometime? she grinned and replied, “You can come every day if you want but we’ve seen each other three or four times a week since then. Every morning she do her flash show for me.
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