Summering in Femininity Part 1 A Bummer Summer
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Hi All, I am Ankit from Bhubaneswar, Orissa and I am sharing one of my experience, this is my 1st story and lot more to tell and if u like this mail me on my email , currently I am working in a big corporate as HR manager in bbsr.
Now a brief intro of myself – I am 5 ft 8 inches of height and a supple & athletic built, fair with sharp facial features – a sharp nose, a tapering chin and interestingly (as told my umpteen number of aunties) a very delicate and small lip-line. I am very hygiene conscious person and strongly believe in sharing all that is required to be shared with fellow human beings co-existing on our Planet Earth.
Here’s my first of the multitude of experiences that I had working as a Door-2-Door Salesman on summer job, as I am a enthusiastic young man I always involve in work to gain experience. It was that time of my life; I was full of 17 yrs when I started working part time during my vacations just after my 12th exams. It was a long vacation and I was lucky to get a job just 3 days after my exams got over.
I got a job as a Door-to-Door Salesman and was working for a small distributor of Household Appliances, BBSR. The area allotted to me was from IRC village to Patia and I am thankful that I got this area as I later realized how many fantastic memorable moments of my life personally and professionally that I could spend here in this area during my part-time work.
I used to sell home appliances like Magic-Mops, Non Stick Pans, and Magic Brushes etc, all tucked into a huge sling-bag and selling it door to door. My reporting time at office was 10.00 am and by the time I reached the specified locality within my area, to knock the first door it used to be around 11.00 am.
By that time in most of the homes all the men folk had left for work and the door used to be opened by either the maids or the bhabhis or the aunties. And it was routine for me to use all my selling skills to gain entry into the home and then sell the products. After about 7 days of my first starting the job, I was at IRC and I knocked on a door.
The door opened and I was mesmerized to see a beautiful aunty sans any make-up, clad in a sleeveless blouse and a sari with her silky hair tied in a top bun, beaming with a sparkling smile, greeting me with a twinkle in her eyes. I was far amazed by the warm welcome that I got here and I was excited as I entered the cool living room after the aunty asked me to come inside the house.
While entering her home, she ensured that I get very less space to move in, by standing in such a way that I had to literally brush her shoulders to gain entry and whilst doing so I got a faint whiff of her body odor mingled with a woody fragrance of whatever perfume that she must have daubed.
That smell was divine and I was actually happy for being there at that moment sharing space with this beau Bong aunty in the dimly lit room. (As the curtains were drawn and a faint glow of the sunlight trickled inside). She asked me to be comfortable on a cane sofa settee with cherry red cushions and excused herself to fetch a glass of water for me.
I grasped the interiors of her home and found it to be a very warm and cozy home. There was a faint aroma of delicious fried-fish mixed with some room freshener fragrance. So it was a nice comfortable and aromatic set up, a mix of colors and aromas that tickled my senses as I basked in its warmth.
The aunty returned with a tray holding a chilled glass of Rooh Afza and a chilled glass of water as well and I was really thankful as it was summer time and the Rooh Afza with a light flavor of Khus was much needed and very refreshing. As I gulped the Rooh Afza and quenched my thirst I got up to keep the glass on a side table, when she quickly came in front of me and offered her help to pick the glass from my hands. Whilst doing so she grabbed my fingers that were holding the glass and I could feel that her hands were soft and smooth and that her touch was deliberate although she feigned ignorance.
I again perched back on the sofa settee, with her occupying one of the two chairs placed exactly opposite in front of me. There was a glass-top short centre table placed in between us. I then started my sales pitch and while addressing her I noticed her in entirety for the first time since the time she opened the door and let me in the room.
She was maybe in her mid 30s, with a glowing fair complexion, a sharp nose, twinkling eyes and slightly thick lips which seemed to be in a perpetual pout. A small black mole adorned just touching on one side of her upper lip (which she later confessed was an original one and not an artificial mole) added a beautiful dimension to her flawless complexion and was one of her beauty spots.
She had silky jet black tresses of hair and from the size of the top bun that she had tied them in, I could make out that she had long hair. She had an unusually long neck jutting out above her shoulders, considering her height was around 5 feet 3 inches, which gave her an air of supremacy to her persona. Another brown mole adorned on one side of her neck.
She was not anorexic but healthy and yet shapely with the right curves and contours chiseled on her body. She was heavy bosomed and her boobs were firm and a bulbous white cleavage was jutting out of the low neck bottle green color sleeveless blouse that she was wearing.
Her saffron color cotton sari was worn very low below exposing her tiny deep navel and a flat belly on which a few sweat drops were glistening. She had a firm and shapely arse and one could make out in spite of her wearing a sari that she possessed well toned legs with shapely thighs and calves.
One amongst the so many beautiful features that this Bong aunty possessed was her feet. She had small and dainty soft feet with faded aalta (vermillion color put by Bengali females on their feet during puja ceremony or auspicious ceremonies) lining that was enhancing the beauty of her feet.
So in totality she appeared as a beautiful lady with so many hidden treasures to be explored and mysteries to unravel. That gave her a distinct persona which I guess any male after having one look at her would want to explore and unravel the mysterious treasures hidden within her.
Coming back to the main….as I started demonstrating to her, the products one by one and throughout my presentation, she had such a look on her face as if she is trying to convey to me that I have her undivided attention and that I can expect a very encouraging and successful selling day.
After I was through with the demonstration of the products she leaned forwards toward the centre table to pick up one of the products amongst the entire lot displayed on the table. And since the centre table was short and low-lying, after leaning forward she had to bend down to pick that product which was at the farthest end and out of her reach actually.
Again I could sense that this was a deliberate move because whilst bending down her pallu dropped and she coolly picked up the product and returned back in her normal position on the seat. I thought that she would pick her pallu up and maybe she is also embarrassed so to avoid her from the embarrassment I had turned towards the side table to pick up the glass of water she had kept in the tray.
I turned back with the glass in my hand and when I faced her again it was time for me to get embarrassed actually, because the Aunty was pretending to examine the product that she had picked while her pallu still remained unhooked down on her thighs exposing her buxom bosom with the bulgy milky white cleavage jutting out of the low necked sleeveless blouse.
I awed and gaped at her assets with hungry eyes now and that’s when I noticed that she had another beauty spot huddled on the cleavage of her left boob and my eyes were stoned/fixed on that hypnotizing spot as her bosom rose and fell to her breathing which I again felt was deliberately done more deeply.
My gaze was fixed on her heaving cleavage and the beauty spot and I had already gone into a trance with my mind anticipating and visualizing various hot scenes with this beautiful Bong Aunty. When suddenly I heard the auntie’s voice echoing in my ears and getting me out of my trance….she was asking me the price of that product in Hindi with that typical Bong accent “Yeh kittenay kaaa hia?”
I felt as if she had deliberately let me be in the trance as she was enjoying the site of a young male lustily gorging & enjoying the view of her bountiful & beautiful booty. I noticed she was having a sly mischievous smile whilst I was flustered and it seemed that blood was gushing through every pore on my face and it was red with guilt and embarrassment.
I blurted out a wrong price, much lesser than the actual price of that product and immediately she agreed to buy the same. I then realized that I was selling that product at a price which was 75 % discounted and got nervous over my foolhardiness as I shall have to shell out the price difference from my pocket.
The feeling of lust and shock was overcome by the feeling of loss that I shall have to bear and I mustered all my courage to express the same to her. I said “Madam actually maine galti sey aapko bahut kum price quote kiya isska actual price 180/- rupees hain”. The minute I said that she chuckled loudly and teasingly said “Dhyaan kahan tha ankit? Kis duniya mein Kho gaye theay?”
I was all the more embarrassed and for a moment I thought like running out of that room. But again when I looked towards her I realized that she was encouraging me to take that first step towards having an enriching experience with her. I suddenly realized that there is a whole lot to gain here than merely the sales of my products.
So I gathered all my courage and flirtatiously said, “Aunty ek sach baat kahoon agar aap bura nahin manengey?” She coaxed me to utter the next sentence with a confident look as if she new what I am going to say next…she said, “Bataon na ankit jo bhi kehena hain sach-sach aur bina darey huey kaho, aur haan mera naam Shoma hain.
You can call me Shoma.” I sheepishly said “Aunty aap bahut beautiful hain”. She blushingly said “ Yeh kya mera naam Shoma hain aur mujhe naam sey bula sakte ho tum and thanks for the compliment”. After that for about 10 minutes we both were rattling off and chatting about the products, imported products and not so other important things.
All this while there was some kind of secret messages that were relayed between each other through body language, tone of voice etc. And I guess by then she didn’t want to waste any more of the valuable time and the opportunity that lied in front of us to have a fabulous time together. She got up from her seat and came and sat next to me.
She then picked up one of the product from the table, which was a Electrical Fomenting Pad (something similar to the rubber bags that were used filled with hot water to soothe and relieve any muscular pain in olden days) and said very huskily “ yeh wakiye mein accha hain muscular pains ke liye?” to which I replied in affirmative and gave her my sales closing shot.
And the next moment I was weak in my knees as Shoma had twisted her body from the waist to her left side (I was sitting to her right side) and with her one hand on her lower back she pulled the sari aside exposing her milky white lower waist and said “ yahan neeche kamar mein bahut dard rehta hain aaj kal, kya iss product sey who theekh ho sakta hain?
I said “Jee haan Shomaji aap ko bahut aaram mil sakta hain yeh use karney sey?” She turned around adjusting her sari back in place and while turning around she moved and shifted a little closer to me. She agreed to buy it and got up to get her purse to pay me. I was a bit disappointed thinking that she is about to pay me now that means
I have to leave now and any hope that I had build up to have my first experience and that too with this beau Bong Aunty seemed like a shattered dream. I was continuously gazing at her rear side as she walked towards another room to fetch her purse. She came back paid me for two products and asked me to keep the change.
I was feeling very low and unhappy because the transaction was over and it was time to leave. I started repacking the stuff in my bag. She was observing me and my movements very minutely and I still could feel that she was staring at my back from behind as she sat still on the sofa settee.
As I finished packing and turned around to thank Shoma Aunty, I was jostled to see Shoma Aunty standing just behind me with our bodies and face just few inches away and our toes almost touching each other. I could now smell her and the scent of her body sent a wave of excitement throughout my body.
I could smell her breath which was a mix of cinnamon and cardamom and her pouting lips were moist and glistening. She then looked down towards her feet and as I too looked down I could see that she held the Electric Fomenting Pad unwrapped from its plastic bag and then in unison we both looked up and our eyes locked and she huskily said “ankit I would like to try this product out right now!
Will you please help me in demonstrating how to use it on me to get relieved of this lower back pain?” As she said this, her hand trailed backside to her lower back and as she did so her breast thrust forward and for a fraction of a second her breast brushed across my lower chest and I felt her taut nipples distinctly.
Without even waiting for my reply she then moved away from me waltzing away towards the other room which turned out to be her bedroom. I had to obediently follow her into the bedroom which was done up in soft colors and had a sprawling double bed which was very much inviting.
She drew the thick curtains and the room was in complete darkness for a second before she switched on a dim light just above the dressing table. She then switched on the AC. I then took in the atmosphere of the room which suddenly had a demanding air of some act which was soon to begin in the dim lit room.
I could see her silhouette moving around in the room making some finer adjustments around as the AC motor whirred gloriously adding a dash of trance music to the room. There was a very earthy and woody fragrance lingering in the room which I guess must be a mix of all the cosmetics which adorned the dressing table.
She then asked whether I would like to have another glass of Rooh Afza which I politely declined. She then sat reclined with her head resting on the cushioned headrest of the master bed and her legs stretched one over the other on the bed. She asked me to sit on the bed at her feet and requested me to demonstrate the product.
I got up and told her that I would require an electrical point to plug in the product. She pointed at one which was on her right just above a small side table next to her bed. I got up and knelt down to plug in the fomenting pad. Then I told her that she will have to wrap the pad ( which was like a velvet quilt with Velcro straps attached for fastening)
around her lower waist in layers and then after winding around to strap the Velcro tight. She again got up and sat on the edge of the bed and pretended to fumble around with the pad and then finally said “ it’s difficult to wrap it around as my back is aching, please can you wrap it around my waist”.
My heartbeats increased and I went close to her and I had to kneel down aside her as I took the pad from her hands. She lifted her hands side ways and I began by placing one end of the pad on her belly and trying to pull the other end around her waist in turns to wrap it and fasten it.
To do so I had to use both my hands turn by turn placing one palm always on the pad around the belly part to hold it in place. I had to also bend and turn my head in the clockwise direction as I wrapped the pad around her. My olfactory nerves were titillated with her feminine body odor mixed with the faint fragrance of her perfume
which I guess was Avon and she was now breathing heavily and I could get a whiff of the cardamom and cinnamon mix. She was now also deliberately trying to thrust her bosom in the front right in my face and my face did touch her bosom couple of times. I too had a strong hard on by then and was actually feeling very cramped kneeling down and wrapping the pad around.
But still I was deliberately trying to go as slow as possible so as to linger around so close to her for a longer time enjoying the odors and the game that we had already begun. After I was through, I asked her to relax and lie down on her back as I switched on the electric switch. I asked her to close her eyes and I again got up to sit near her feet.
She shifted a little inside and gestured me to sit next to her on the edge of the bed, near her knees. She closed her eyes and I was ogling at her straight and also sizing her up from head to toe. Every now and then my eyes trailed to her heaving bosom which now was more exposed as the pallu of her sari got on one side (because of the pad on around her belly and waist)
and one more than handful of a boob was exposed. I could also see the silhouette of her erect nipples and had to adjust my erect throbbing dick from outside as it was getting very much cramped inside. After 15 mins of the prescribed time I softly told her that its time to remove it now.
She opened her eyes and tossed her pallu aside exposing the cleavage and now both her boobs were thrusting out of her blouse invitingly. She asked me to remove the pad which I started unwrapping. But to remove it she needed to toss and turn side to side which I asked her to do.
But she refused saying, “ mein ab nahin hiloongi, tum hi meri kamar pakad kar upar uthao our pad nikalo”. I did so but as soon as I put my palm under her waist she shifted up and plunked her arse on my inner palm. I could feel her soft yet firm buttocks and I pressed them softly. She had closed her eyes again.
I slowly started my movements to unwrap the pad, I had to lift her waist from below while holding another hand on her side waist and turn and toss her around to unwrap the pad completely by giving 8 -9 turns. Whilst doing so, now I too was playing the game by softly squeezing her buttocks, her side waist, brushing her belly with the pad layers on as they unfolded.
Once I had unwrapped the pad, due to all that turning and twisting she lay in front of me with her bosom exposed thru her blouse, her flat milky white belly with the dainty deep navel and the sari line around her waist gone more down towards her pussy, with the bottom portion of her sari slightly lifted up exposing her legs up to the knees.
I asked her how she felt and she opened her eyes and staring deep into my eyes she said “Thanks thoda relief mila tho hai lekin woh heat sey meri skin dekho kitney garam ho gayee hain” As she said this she pulled my hand holding my palm on her belly and enquired “Hain na kitni garam ho gayee na meri skin?”.
This was more than a clean green signal so now I decided to play the game in her style and take the act progressively to next levels and enjoy every moment of this game. I said “Shoma do you have some ice in your fridge? Maybe I can apply some ice cubes and your skin will feel nice.” She told me to go to the kitchen and fetch the ice cubes myself.
So I went around and after about 3 minutes returned back. When I came back I was amazed and glad that she too had got into the groove of the game as she had removed her sari and was lying down on her back only in her petticoat and sleeveless blouse now. I came and sat next to her on the bed and she was staring at me widely trying to maneuver my next move.
I now sat confidently and asked her to relax while I picked up one ice cube and placed it on her belly. She squirmed and yelped an “ouch” but didn’t move as I slowly started moving the ice cube around her belly, her navel, her waist. I must have finished using 3 – 4 cubes when she suddenly got up and asked “Can I ask for a favor?” I said “Sure go ahead Shomaji”.
She said “Firstly, please call me only Shoma, no ji attached to it and secondly if you don’t mind can I remove my blouse too and maybe you can apply those ice cubes on my complete back, because it feels nice and very soothing”. I replied “Sure Shoma I am at your complete service”
encouragingly hinting her that I am there for running that entire marathon of a game that we had embarked together upon. She then got up and stood with her back turned on me. She slowly unhooked her blouse and removed it flinging it aside. She was now topless with only the petticoat on her body, exposing her shapely upper torso and the milky white shapely back.
I could see that her boobs must be quite big because from the sides I could see lumps of booby flesh. She again lied down on her belly exposing her inviting back to my hungry eyes. I got up and fetched some more ice cubes and then started slowly circling one cube across the expanse of her back.
She was hissing ecstatically and her sounds were turning me to heights of excitement. She then put up and crossed her both hands on the pillow above her head. I could see the booby flesh squeezed below and oozing out from the sides. I then slowly slid my hands around her oozing booby flesh continuing my massage with the ice cubes.
The minute my palms touched her oozing booby flesh on either sides below her armpit, she squealed in frenzy and swiftly turned around revealing her ample bosom to me and then I lost my control. I embraced her immediately and in no time we were kissing each other passionately.
She seemed to be very hungry and sex starved as was sucking on my tongue, biting my lips, licking my cheeks, sucking on my earlobes and I too was exploring all areas of her face, licking, sucking and biting. We both were burning with animal desire to eat out each other while we were now rolling on the bed, tossing and getting on each others body without getting out of the embrace.
Now our hands were down under our shoulder groping and exploring each others bodies. I was now squeezing & crushing her boobs and she was making short yelping sounds and moaning with hysteria…..ouch, ahhhh, aarrghhh…..haan…ahhhh. Her sounds were adding fuel to my burning desire and then I pulled the string on her petticoat to remove it
and she co-operated by lifting her bums up and in one sweep I pulled the petticoat out. She wasn’t wearing any panties and now I was super excited. I was seeing a women completely nude for the first time (I was a virgin then and it was my first experience). I hurriedly undressed myself and kept my jockey underwear on and we again embraced and started passionately kissing each other.
Our bodies were entwined and rolling across the bed with our tongues exploring the deepest recesses of each others mouth. I suckled on her lower lip and our tongues lashed violently and then she moved her hand down under inside my underwear and she held my penis in her soft hands with a firm grip and squeezed it very rhythmically,
pumping it slow and gradually turning into strong squeezing pumps. I was in heaven and her magic touch on my dick set my tool throbbing and pulsating as if it’s about to burst into her hands. She then pulled my underwear out and made me lie down on the bed. I lay still as she started kissing & licking me from my forehead, my nose, my lips, earlobes, neck, my nipples,
and my chest trailing down towards my navel. All this while she was pumping my dick rhythmically and then she swirled her moist tongue around my navel and I was getting waves of ecstasy reverberating thru my entire body. Then she progressed towards my crotch slowly lapping her tongue on my balls and then moving up the entire shaft of my dick upwards towards the tip of my penile glans…..she stopped for a moment and kissed the tip of my dick and then started smelling my tool all over with hot air blowing in and out of her nostrils which was such a magnificent feeling that I cant describe it in words. Then she gobbled my balls and sucked them softly while rubbing my dick with her soft hands.
She tapped her fingers all over on my dick shaft and then moved up to slowly gulp my dick in her mouth. I moaned…..ummmm….ummmm…Shomaaaa…..ahhhh so nice so nice…..ahhh…and then she started her movements….she sucked my penis in slow movements of moving her lips encircled on my dick from the top to the deep bottom of my shaft
and coming up and down sliding and rolling her moist tongue on my penis tip and the shaft ….ummmmm and then after 4 – 5 minutes I couldn’t control and I gripped her head with both my hands and told her that I am going to ejaculate any moment now. She signaled me to stay in and release my cum in her mouth, which I did in no time,
the dam had burst and loads of my hot semen was spurting out in spasms into her mouth mixing with her saliva and engulfing my dick in a moist wet and fluidly cavity of her mouth with the tongue patting my shaft softly and her lips squeezing and sucking on my penis till the last drop was out and she hungrily gulped all the juices.
My dick gradually went limp in her mouth and then after 5 – 6 minutes she removed it from her mouth kissed and licked all over once again and came over me hugging me and kissing me softly and smiling on her conquest of a virgin dick of a 17 year young boy who she considered as her prized possession from then on and we had many sexual encounters after that
throughout my vacation and even later when my college started. Ummm….fond memories. There was more action later but I shall leave it for my next sharing of experience
Any gals, ladies, aunties in and around Bhubaneswar…contact me for great pleasure…. at
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