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Shreya AuntydeleteddeleteddeleteddeletedI was left alone in my 1 BHK flat near my university and I didn’t have much work to do except going to college daily for 1 hour and work on my project.One day, a 12th standard friend of mine named Sarath called me. It’s very rare that we talk nowadays as I came to Chennai and he went to Delhi for further studies but he was my best friend back in those days. We did a lot of crazy things in school when I was in Hyderabad.He asked me if I can help him out and I asked what should I do for him? He told me that as his father is abroad and he is in Delhi. His mom is feeling all lonely and wanted to work instead of staying idle at home.He said that she found a job in Chennai. He asked me if I can help her find a place to stay and help her till she gets familiar with the new city. I agreed to it and asked him to send his mom’s number. He thanked me for it and cut the call.I was lost in thoughts after the call. I remembered the first and last time that I saw aunty. The principal called our parents to talk about our mischiefs in 12th standard. My parents didn’t come to meet as they were on a foreign trip at that time. So aunty talked on behalf of my parents too.That was the first time I saw her and had a crush on her. It was getting late in the evening and the principal was serious about suspending us. Aunty asked us to leave and go home. Sarath and I left but I waited outside to thank Shreya aunty. The hallway was empty and the principal room door was just beside me.I could not hear any of their talking. But after about half an hour I could hear aunty gagging and later table creaking sounds and her moans. I was shocked and I was in tension and dilemma if I should wait or leave. But before I decided to leave, the door opened and aunty came out wiping the sweat on her face.She was shocked to see me outside. I thanked her with a doubtful look. She said “Ya welcome,” in a low voice and left in a hurry as if she didn’t know anything. I never dared to face her again. But I pleasured myself imagining her a lot of times.Coming to the present, I started thinking if she still remembers that incident or not.and how to face her and all. While I was thinking I got another call from an unknown number. She was Sarath’s mom, Shreya aunty. She introduced after I said hello and she asked if I remember her.I said, “Yes aunty. Sarath just told about your job and that you are going to come here. Don’t worry I will take care of you. ”Shreya aunty: Thank you Arjun. I will call you after I reach Chennai airport.I said ok and cut the call. I prepared my mind to act normal and cool with her to avoid any kind of awkward situations or problems. The day has finally come. She called me from Hyderabad airport to tell that she will be reaching in two hours to Chennai airport.I got ready and started from my place. The flight arrived at 7 pm. It’s been almost 4 years seeing her. I was thinking about how she might be and was looking for her. After some time a woman came to me and asked, “Arjun?”Me: Yes, Shreya aunty?We smiled and greeted each other. We started walking to the local railway station from the airport. My mind was blown. She normally looks younger but I didn’t recognize her this time. She had changed a lot. She wore jeans and a black t-shirt and looked like a woman in early thirty’s.I could not believe that she is 42 years old and mother of my friend. She never wore such modern dress as far as I knew. As we reached the subway to go to a local train, she started the conversation.Shreya aunty: You changed a lot Arjun. You grew so big and tall. I recognized you after looking at you for some time.Me: Hahha, yes aunty it’s been 4 years right. Even you changed a lot. Your dress, your style, you actually look a lot younger than your age.Shreya aunty: Oh really? Stop praising me so much. Actually, after your uncle left for Delhi, I had fewer restrictions from him and I am living as I like. Which is why I am like this. If he comes to visit me or if I go to work I will be in some chudidars or sarees only.Me: Oh ! Nice aunty. you look good anyways. Let’s take this train else we will get late to reach home.I got on the train and put the luggage on top and she got on the train. The seats were occupied and my home was seven stops away from the airport station. With each stop nearing, more people were getting on the train. By the third stop, there was a little place between me and aunty.It was a bit awkward and tempting for me. She is slightly shorter than me. Her forehead was near my chin and you can imagine every other part. At every stop from there either she or I was being pushed and my chest rubbed against her soft boobs a lot of times.By the sixth station, we were pushed to a corner and aunty turned away from me this time. As the train gave jerks and stopped at my stop, She slipped back on me and the boner which I tried to hide touched her ass. I didn’t know if she noticed or not but I felt a bit afraid.We quickly got down with a lot of struggle through the crowd with the luggage and walked to my apartment. She looked a bit irritated. I apologized for touching her unexpectedly in the train. She said, “Eh! Are you mad? I know that it’s all common in crowded metro trains. I can understand idiot. You don’t have to be sorry for it. ”I felt a bit of relief and as we reached my apartment. I showed her my room and waited for her in the hall. She took a shower and came out changing her clothes. I asked her if we should go to a restaurant or order some food. She said, “Let’s go out and eat, at least I can see some places nearby. It’s been a long time that your uncle took me to a restaurant too. ”I said, ”Oh ! Don’t worry about all that aunty, let’s go and eat.” We went there and as it was near my university most of the people there were students. Shreya aunty wore a blue t-shirt and a slim fit black track pants and I observed guys enjoying her asset show. I slowly started watching her too.It looks like she didn’t wear a bra as her boobs were a bit saggy in her t-shirt. She has a good plump ass too. She is beyond perfect for her age and proportionately filled and round wherever needed than any other young girl there. She talked to her son and her husband on the phone while eating.She observed that I was izmir escortlar a bit upset. After the call, she asked me why I was looking moody. I was actually upset looking at a girl in that restaurant and I told her the reason. She was the girl who rejected me for some other guy. Shreya aunty said, “Its ok Arjun, it happens. She must be very unlucky to lose such a nice guy like you.”At that moment, I got an idea. Its a bad one but it worked out well somehow.Me: Aunty, if you don’t mind, can you be my girlfriend for some time? Please. I want that girl to feel jealous that I got a more beautiful girl than her.Shreya aunty: What? Girlfriend? I am like your mom’s age and I look like an aunty dear. I think it’s not going to work out. It’s so c***dish. Better leave it like this.Me: No aunty, just look at the guys around you, there is no one here that didn’t give a stare at you. You look so young and trust me. Please. She will leave soon.Shreya aunty: Hmm ok ok. But what do you mean by being a girlfriend? What should I do now?Me: Hmm, how can I tell you? Hmmm, hold my hand, for now. This will be sufficient I guess.Shreya aunty: Ya ok then. Should I ask for the bill?I said ok and we held hands until the bill came for that girl to see. While leaving I stopped her at the reception near that girl’s table and said, “Let’s take a selfie before we leave. ”She said, “A selfie? Now in front of all? Hmm ok, please delete it later ok?” in a low voice. I agreed and took a selfie putting a hand on her shoulder first. Later my hand went to her waist for the next two or three selfies. She felt a bit tensed. I continued to take one more by slipping my hand a bit further down to her ass.She was startled a bit and she took my hand and put it back on her waist instead of ass and we started walking out. I held her by the waist till we left the restaurant and l removed my hand after going out.She left out a deep breath and we laughed at each other till we reached home for what we did there. On the way, we had a nice conversation that brought her close to me.Shreya aunty: It was fun but I was so afraid of what we did.Me: Why aunty?Shreya aunty: What if someone gets to know that I am your aunt or what if my husband gets to know? I can’t imagine that but it was fun. Thank you. Hahha.Me: Hmm. Don’t worry aunty, nobody will get to know. You stay cool and thanks a lot.Shreya aunty: Can I ask you something?Me: sure aunty.Shreya aunty: Is it true that young guys in your age like aunties more than the girls?Me: Uh! Ahem, yes, aunty, sometimes yes.She laughed for it and I felt a bit relief after that conversation. We reached home. I asked her to sleep in my flat for one day. I told that will I sleep on the sofa in the hall. She agreed and said sorry for troubling me. I told it’s all right and she went to bed.I was in the hall thinking of my hand on her waist and about her soft, big boobs. I was turned on. But with her in the other room, I was a bit afraid to masturbate. The next morning, we woke up and got ready. She wore a legging and chudidhar which made her look like a bit aged woman.She asked me to help her find her office and a hostel for her. I agreed and we started. I asked her if she was ok to come with me on a bike because we have to go to far places. Taking a cab would not be a good idea in that traffic.She said, “Ya it’s a good idea. Its better than getting crushed in that local train or getting stuck in traffic. It’s been a long time that I got on a bike! Hahha. ”All her words made me feel comfortable and I started the bike. She sat back facing to the side and held me by my shoulder. I felt her side boob while driving and it was so soft. We roamed a lot of hostels and failed to find a vacant room for her. It became late and we returned home.As usual, I asked her to sleep in my room. I slept in the hall thinking of her side boob touches. The third day we again went to search for a hostel in an area somewhat far away than before. By afternoon she was disappointed that she could not find a hostel near her workplace.She asked me to take her back home. This time she sat with her legs on two sides and before reaching my home, I got a good crushing touch of her boobs. We had our lunch at home. As the last try, we walked to the nearby apartments and asked for a flat for rent.The owners didn’t accept for it as it was only for family and not for working women. We started walking back slowly to my home and in a midway, it rained heavily at once. We ran to my apartment but we were drenched from tip to toe. We laughed looking at each other and got into the lift.Both of us were panting as we ran so fast. It made her boobs look so hefty and as her chudidhar was drenched, it stuck to her body giving a clear view of her curves. It was so wet that the nipples were clearly outlined. It was like I would get a bowl of water if I press her boobs.I enjoyed the view and as we entered the flat she noticed her attire was revealing and said that she would go in and change quickly. I agreed and took my clothes from the room and changed in the hall. She changed and came out in a t-shirt and track pant.She half dried her hair and I could see her t-shirt still wet in some places. She saw me and asked if I didn’t dry my hair yet? I said that I forgot to take my towel from the room. She got my towel and before I took the towel from her. She asked me to sit on the chair and started wiping my hair.It was an uncontrollable moment for me. Her sexy curvy waist and soft juicy boobs were right in front of my face and her hands on my head wiping my hair. Her boobs were shaking and as she raised her hands to wipe my hair, her shirt slightly got up giving me a view of her navel.My cock was hard already with her wet look in the lift and from all these things happening. My hands were ready to take a grip of her by the waist and fuck her like a bitch. But I was controlling myself with a lot of struggle. She wiped my hair so quick and ordered some food. We ate food and watched a movie on the TV.We realized that it became night and she said she is going to sleep. I said ok and arranged for myself to settle on the sofa. She stopped at the bedroom door and said, “I am really feeling guilty that you have to sleep on the sofa in your own flat. I insist you come and izmir escort bayan sleep in the bedroom itself. I don’t have any objections. You are also like my son only. So come in and sleep. ”I was surprised and I still said that I will sleep in the hall itself. She insisted and took my pillow and kept on the bed. I was happy but somewhere inside I was afraid too. She slept beside me turning away from me and I can see her lower back between her shirt and track pants.Her butt cheeks tempted me through that track pant. I waited for a long time to make sure that she slept and I slowly started getting touchy. I stroked my cock slowly inside my shorts with the right hand and touched her ass and felt the surface without squeezing.I even touched her waist by slowly lifting her t-shirt and while I slowly caressed on her waist, she moved a bit and turned facing towards me. I immediately took back my hand. My heart skipped a beat thinking that she woke up. I slept without moving an inch for some time.Later I continued doing what I did after making sure she is still sleeping. Her boobs fell this side and the loose t-shirt gave me a view of her cleavage. I slowly caressed on the t-shirt and touched her cleavage part. God! That’s the softest thing that I ever touched.I felt my cock so hard and my balls were full and I felt the urgency to relieve myself. I went to the washroom and masturbated. I released a lot and came back to sleep. I placed my hand near her boobs on bed and fell asleep with my other hand in my shorts. I made sure she saw it after she woke up in the morning.She didn’t talk about anything that I did last night. I thought that its ok to do it as she is not noticing. She saw my hand in my shorts but didn’t even object or raise any discussion about it. This made me feel safe and comfortable to sleep beside her and do such things.Now the real game started. Her office began and she started wearing sarees mostly. She slept at nights without changing into her nightwear. The saree gave me a better look and chance to touch her naked navel and as her pallu fell off during her sleep, that gave me a good view of her hefty boobs cleavage.The blouse hooks in the front caught hold of her boobs and gave a popping cleavage look. She looked normal and traditional in the day time but at nights, that saree and exposing made me go mad. One day she asked me how she looked in a saree.I didn’t leave that chance to praise her. I dared to say to her that I wished I had a wife like her. She laughed and said, “The first day you made me your girlfriend and now wife? Hahha just k**ding, don’t be embarrassed” I gave a confused look a laughed for what she said.After a few days, a lot like such things happened. Finally, the day has come. It was Sunday and it was a half day for her. She wore a white saree and a red blouse that day. I don’t know if I should call my luck or no but it rained moderately that day and she came home getting wet partly.She didn’t change her dress like usual. She came and sat on the sofa beside me. She was complaining about the stupid rain and her legs pain. I felt that it was a chance and asked her if I can massage her feet to make her feel better.She felt a bit shy and said, “No Arjun, its ok.”Me: Come on aunty, its ok. Just put your legs on my lap.Saying that I immediately took her legs and put them in my lap. She is now on the sofa resting herself on the armrest on other side facing towards me and her legs in my lap. I started massaging her feet with my hands. Her feet were so sexy and I felt like kissing them.She was a bit embarrassed but slowly she became comfortable and praised me for my work. We talked about some general stuff. I flirted with her saying something about her feet or her beauty. It was all happening as fun part but as it rained heavily, the power got cut.She suddenly tried to get up to light a candle as it got dark. I stopped her by holding on to her feet and told her to relax as the power would come back soon. As I held her by her foot while she tried to get up. Her feet touched my shorts near my cock as she adjusted her legs in my lap.My cock got hard with such simple touch of her feet. I continued massaging her feet and I felt her getting warm.That was the peak that I can take.I felt that I should do something or else I will never get her. I said, “Aunty can I ask you something?”Shreya aunty: Sure Arjun. Anything.Me: Please don’t get angry.Shreya aunty: Ask me first. I won’t get angry.Me: Hmm. I want to know what actually happened in the principal’s room when I was in 12th standard.Shreya aunty: So you still remember that just like I do?Me: Hmmm, yes aunty.Shreya aunty: So that is why you always tried to watch or touch me from the day I came here. In the train, in the restaurant, on the bike, and on the bed every night?I was completely shocked.Me: So you are not asleep when I touched you?Shreya aunty: No. See your principal was my ex-boyfriend and it happened that day. To my bad luck, you listened to everything and you see me with a bad intention.I became totally comfortable talking to her about it and with the darkness and her face being partially visible, I was more comfortable.Me: Hmm yes aunty.But not with bad intentions. But. I don’t know.She slowly moved her feet in my lap and felt my hard cock with her feet.Shreya aunty: Oh this even made you hard, ha? Don’t even think of anything. What you want is not going to happen.And she just took her feet away and was about to sit on the sofa adjusting herself. The current was still cut. I could not bear the feeling of she getting away from my hands. I held her and in the darkness, I didn’t even realize where I touched her. It was some ten minutes of my hands trying to get a grip on her.She was trying to get away from me saying, “No, this is not right.” After a long struggle, I was able to get a hold of her under me while I completely rested on her body. I pinned her hands with mine and talked to her while she tried to get out of my grip.Me: Aunty, please. I need what you gave to the principal that day. I am very desperate about it right now.My cock was bulging out from my shorts and I was rubbing it against her body while I tried to force myself on and convince her. She was below me lying on the sofa and me on top of izmir bayan escort her feeling her boobs getting crushed under my chest.Shreya aunty was trying to speak something and I closed her mouth with mine. I kissed her with my tongue deep inside her mouth and biting her lips. She was pushing my tongue out and it was making me more and more excited.Shreya aunty finally got out of my hold after a lot of struggle and we inverted our positions. She got on top of me and sat on my stomach pinning my hands with hers. I was trying to get out of her hands and she bent forward to move a bit. I plucked the hooks of her jacket with my teeth at the very moment.The power came and the lights were on. In front of me was two beautiful soft hanging balls. I got more and more excited. As I tried to get them into my mouth, she took back her hands and covered herself. But trust me, those hands are not enough to cover her big tits.She pushed me away and shouted at me, “Stop, stop. I can understand your urges. I have needs too but I don’t want you to force me like this. This is not the way. Just stop it for a moment. I will give you what you need but…”I could not stop myself. I was still in an urge to fuck her. She stopped me so tightly and said, “I am afraid if anyone gets to know. What if your uncle or your friend know about this?”Me: What luck, they are not here. It’s just us and nobody has to know about it.Shreya aunty: Hmmm… but I don’t know My body may like it but my mind is not completely accepting this.I was in an urge to do something. The only part working in my body was my cock. I could not think or do anything except doing her. I held her hand and took her to the bedroom and locked the door. I pushed her on the bed and she sprang back and sat on it.She again shouted, “Ok, we will do it but I don’t want it like this, just stop. Ha, aaah please.”She put her hand on my dick and started rubbing on it. That moment I gave all my control to her. She silenced me putting her finger on my lips. She said, “See,I am a woman who is getting naughty in my 40s. Don’t you ever tell this secret of ours to anyone. Now just keep calm and feel what I do to you. I will take back everything that I am giving you. Get ready.”Shreya aunty: I always wanted such exciting things but my husband and this society stopped me from being what I am. I am not going to leave this chance too. I am as desperate as you are.Then she made me sit on the edge of the bed and bent down on her knees. Her blouse was still on and she refused to remove it fully. I could see some cleavage and I felt her boobs by pressing them. She slowly slid my shorts down and wrapped my hard and thick cock with her lips.It was a heavenly feeling for me. I got what I wanted. The MILF of my dreams is on her knees for me. I could not hold for long time. I released thick cum on her cheeks, chest and near her mangalsutra very soon. She stood up and gave me a cheap look.Shreya aunty: This is your capacity and you try to fuck me.Huh.You can’t satisfy a woman like me. You have a good size but where is the stamina? Chi, you spoiled my mood.My ego got hurt listening to her words. I got up and removed her blouse hooks. I pulled her saree down and made her naked. I pushed her back on the bed and started to suck on her tits. While I started to kiss her everywhere and go to her pussy. I said, “You underestimated me, aunty.”Then I started sucking on her pussy. She was dripping wet and it tasted like holy water. She moaned and moaned as I licked her good. She said, “Your uncle never did this to me, not even my ex-boyfriend.You are so good.Don’t stop, aaah.”Her words excited me and my dick grew big again. She was surprised to see my dick grow big so soon. I completed licking her pussy and stood up to move to the next level. I drew my tongue from her pussy to her neck and planted a kiss. I kissed her on the lips.The kiss was so intense that I didn’t stop kissing her until she and I came. I slowly inserted my cock into her pussy by rubbing on her pussy walls for a while. She grabbed my cock and put it inside her pussy. The grip of her hand on my dick sent shivers all over my body. Inside her pussy was so warm and squishy.I controlled my urges and continued to kiss her and bite her while pinching her nipples. I hugged her tightly and started giving strokes. We were nudging each other with our heads. She squeezed my butt cheeks and was pinching me. Everything was making me to cum but I was controlling a lot.I slowed down whenever I felt I was cumming. I increased speed when I felt normal. I was balls deep in her after some series of strokes. She and I were totally exhausted. We became so thirsty that we began to drink each other’s saliva. As the time passed with pounding her pussy, the thumping sound became damped with our juices down there.She was willing to cum but I am slowing down at the point where she wanted to cum. I was teasing her like that. At last, she screamed “aaaaah“ and rolled me over. Now she is on top of me and she rode my rock hard cock like a professional rider.She screamed and moaned by humping on my cock increasing her pace stroke by stroke. I was controlling my urge and was waiting to cum along with her. After some strokes, she fell on me and hugged me tightly. Her heartbeat was in coordination with mine.I automatically started pounding her from down and she humped on my cock in coordination. I increased my pace and gave her some final deep strokes for which both of us came together. I said, “Its the best ever sex I had with anyone in my life,” and kissed her.She relaxed on me like a dead bitch and said, “So you are not a virgin?”Me: Did you think a virgin can fuck you so good like this?Shreya aunty: So who is that?Me: Tenants in my opposite flat. We will soon have fun with them too.Shreya aunty: No way. It is going to be just between you and me. You can fuck her separately.Me: Hmm. You will like it. We are going to do it and ya, you are going to stay here with me, not in any hostel or something.Shreya aunty: What if my son or husband gets to know?Me: No problem. We will manage. Let’s have one more round.Shreya aunty: Take me in doggy style.Turn around…Hope you enjoyed reading my intimate experience with my friend’s mom. There are a lot more things I have done with her and my neighbor aunty. I will publish them one by one when time permits. Read my story on my neighbor aunty Saranya to know how I managed to have a sexual relationship with her.Thanks for reading. Feel free to share your opinion on this,

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