Hungry Housewives – Milf Chronicles – Part 1

Hey everybody! This is Arshad here, from Mumbai. It’s been a little while since my last story, sorry about that.

An intro for first time readers : People describe me as a confident, jolly, fun-loving and eccentric guy. I’m sturdy built, 5’11 and have a thick, hard loving machine.

I received some nice feedback and responses for my last post on ISS, and I’d ike to sincerely thank everyone who did. As many have said, the Hindi version didn’t come out as well as expected so I’m not going to follow that style from now on.

This is a multi-part (and a bit lengthy) story on how I transformed from a normal high school guy who messed around with girls of my own age to providing quality time and love to high class women who desperately needed company in bed, for some reason or the other.

It turns out, there are many such sexy ladies in Mumbai who have their husbands neglect them and ignore the wonders they hold. It was my pleasure to bring a spark back into some of their lives.

Once during my 12th board year when I was going to Abhishek’s (a friend, NC) house during exam times, on Friday, to study. I usually just walk to his place, it wasn’t too far off. However, it was during the month of August and suddenly it started raining hard.

I quickly ran the rest of the way, protecting my books and notes, but getting all wet in the process. I reached the door to his flat, but it was shut and no one seemed to be at home.

Just as I started grumbling about my bad luck, I heard someone come out of the elevator, behind me. I turned around to see Mrs. Saxena, Abhishek’s mom standing there.

And omg, she was drenching wet, with water dripping all over. If I had to describe her figure, I would say it was 38-26-36. I had noticed her huge melons, outlined by the wet shirt and I felt my cock harden a little, instantly.

She asked, “Arshad, what are you doing here? I thought Abhishek told you he was going out of town to visit his sick grandmother?”

(Oh shit, he did tell me, but I didn’t remember, so I’ll fake it) I thought to myself as I looked innocently confused and replied, “Actually, Aunty, I didn’t know that….When did he leave?”

“He left this morning, with Abhay (His younger brother). I’m sorry dear, but he’ll be returning on Monday morning. Come in for some tea, it looks like you’ve had a rough day too.” she smiling said as she stepped forward to open the door. The passage was small so I’m sure she felt her hips brush my tent.

She led me in, with my eyes fixed on her swinging ass, and she wasn’t giving any signal that she noticed me doing all this.

Mrs. Saxena: Hold on dear, I’ll see if I can find a pair of Abhishek’s clothes for you to change into. I think they might be a little tight for you…. But I’ll try”

I was wondering what it meant, but she had already disappeared inside. She came out of his room with a sporty T shirt and a pair of shorts. She said, “Put these on so you can dry yours, while I change my clothes, then we’ll have something to eat” she smiled at me, a little differently from the usual smile she gives me.

I watched her go to her bedroom, while I got into his clothes and, out of curiosity, peeked around the passage. I went further in and was surprised.

Mrs. Saxena’s bedroom door was completely open and she was in her lingerie! Luckily her back was towards the door, so I got to see her figure from behind. And My God, she looked so damn sexy, in that black lingerie.

As I watched on, she started pulling at her panty from the sides and slid it down to her ankles, exposing her round ass and pink pussy straight at my face.

Suddenly she stopped at the end as though she sensed someone was watching and then continued changing clothes as though nothing happened at all.

I was scared and ran down the stairs, where I sat down on the sofa, pretending to read a magazine. Soon she came out, wearing a sexy red skirt and a tube top. Wow, that was a drastic change since I had never seen her like that. I could see her ass cheeks poking from under her skirt,and my boner couldn’t stay hidden under the magazine.

She went into the kitchen, and called out to me, “What would you like, my dear, tea or coffee?”. I was still dreaming and murmured, ” Coffee would be nice, aunty….” At that she laughed and said, “You can call me Sunita, no one’s at home except you and me” and started bustling around, humming lightly.

I was still puzzled but now excited while she brought the coffee. Today I was seeing her in a new light, as though I met her for the first time. I observed every move she made, every detail, from her dark hair to her round milky thighs. She was smiling again at me, as she sat down with her thighs joined with mine.

“I know you like strong coffee.” she said with a wink, and handed me a cup.

I got to the point, “Mrs. Saxena, is there anything wrong? Are you OK?”.

She said,”Yes of course, dear, why would you ask?”

I noticed the cup shaking in her hands as she replied, eyes looking away.

“Sunita, please tell me, what’s wrong?”, I repeated placing my hand firmly on her thigh, pressing lightly, “Don’t hide it away… ”

At this, she set down her cup, leaned in closer to me and looked into my eyes with deep sadness. “What can I say, Arshad, I’ve been living for a year without my husband, who now only cares about his career. I’m a human being too, I have needs! How can I complain when I have 2 kids to raise and I can’t just leave them…….” And a few tears dropped from her eye. Everything that happened before clicked in my brain, and I understood it all.

All this time she had one of her arm around my shoulder, and now the other hand was going up and down my exposed thigh, brushing my pole more than once.

She didn’t need to say anything further, I pressed forward and landed my lips directly on hers, and we lost ourselves in that moment. We kissed slowly at first but she kept raising the tempo till I felt like she wanted to eat my tongue whole. We were madly engrossed in kissing passionately and our mouths had no intention of separating soon. Her tears were rubbing off on my cheeks, warm and wet.

I placed one hand on her ass to pull her towards me, and she complied, picking herself up and sitting on my lap, still connected to my mouth. She had months of sexual frustration built up, which was exploding on me all at once.

She pressed her body against mine while her hands roamed around my chest, armpits, then to my face and my ass, breathing very heavily. “Arshad…. Give me what I’m looking for… Give me what my husband doesn’t…”, saying this, she slipped off her tube top and released her marvelous boobs on my face which I started sucking while squeezing her ass from inside her skirt.

We made out like wild lovers, and soon my shirt (actually Abhishek’s shirt) was torn in many places as she clawed at me with her nails, scratching me in several places on my upper body.

She pinched and twisted my nipples, smilingly saying, “I know you’ve been looking at my boobs since you got here, I can see you like them”.

I grabbed her head and kissed her very hard, then told her, “How can I not look at them, they’re the most perfect boobs I’ve seen.” Saying that, I started fondling them, pressing them hard and long, as she slid off her skirt and started grinding her pussy over the boner in my shorts, back and forth, pressing down heavily, till her juices made the tent wet and warm.

Then I sat up on the sofa and aggressively pushed her down on her back. She giggled as I began to kiss her neck softly, slowly moving down to her boobs, played with her nipples till they were tight, pulling and pinching them like crazy. Her squealing made me very horny and I slid my tongue all over those puffy nips, then across her navel, and from there down her wet juicy cunt.

Now this was the jackpot, the top prize. It was dripping with juices which I licked up happily, while getting drunk in the aroma of her skin and sweat. I loved the taste of it, just delicious. She was absolutely shaved, slick and smooth like butter. Awesome.

Pressing both hands on her inner thighs, I ate her out till she began bucking hard. I licked and pressed her pussy lips and her swollen clit. Like a good lover, I kept going on and didn’t stop even after she orgasmed, drinking all that came out, while squeezing her soft pussy for more and more till she finished.

It was a huge torrent of pent up desire, bursting out in rivers. For many minutes, all she did was smile and breathe heavily, passing her hand through my hair, moaning my name.

Then all of a sudden, she pushed me back and sat up, reversing our positions. Then she pulled off my shorts, letting my dick pop out at long last. It was throbbing red by this time and rock solid. Like an expert, she grabbed the base and stroked it slowly, while pressing her tongue on my balls.

It made me go dizzy as she sucked my balls into her mouth completely and began slowly squeezing my dick. After playing with my shaft for sometime, she placed her lips around the tip and made it moist. I grabbed her hair, trying to pull her in, but she resisted, teasing my cock badly.

She tightened her lips around the tip of my cock, making it like a tight pussy, then pushed my whole dick through it, sending me into bliss. Her tongue was playing with my shaft inside her mouth, making me go wild. Suffice to say, my head was spinning above the clouds.

With so much foreplay, It didn’t take me much time to climax, so I began going faster. She felt it too, so she started rocking faster as well, pulling it deeper. As I hit orgasm and shot the first load, she kept my cock in her throat, taking in my hot cum. It must have gone on for minutes as she tried to drink every drop.

I lay back, with my head still spinning and eyes closed, as Sunita got up and lay down on top of me with her ass cheeks squeezing my limp cock. Our breathing got heavier as we mashed together, kissing wildly.

Her hot body was shaking with excitement as she was releasing so much sexual energy that I had never seen before. My mouth was covered by her lips and her saliva was dripping down to my chin and also down my throat. At the same time, her hot breath was going directly into my nose because she didn’t pull away at anytime for so long.

I was enjoying every second of it and moving my hands all over her soft smooth body, and pressing hard in sensitive places. In this much time, my dick was fully erect again and waiting to fulfill Sunita’s wishes.

She was ready and placed her wet cunt at the tip of my cock, pointing it in the entrance with one hand and placing the other hand on my shoulder.

As she began to lower her pussy over my standing cock, I could see her eyes roll up in pleasure as she gasped loudly. It was her first cock in months and she was so damn tight.

The pressure in her vagina made it difficult to push my cock in all the way through so she stopped in the middle, speechless with lust and desire. Her vagina’s walls were tight and restricted further movements inside.

I felt her legs weaken at the pressure so I grabbed her waist and yelled, “Hold on, baby, here we go!” And pulled down on her hips strongly. In an instant her cunt hit the base of my cock and she went wild, screaming my name, yelling all types of expletives and explicit words at me.

I must say, her pussy was incredible. So hot and tight, it reminded me of my first time with a virgin girl. Slowly as she regained composure, I began rocking slightly with her hips rubbing against mine. She put her hands on my chest as she started thumping harder and harder. The sofa was bouncing so much with her powerful thrusts, that I could hear it creaking.

We were so madly into it that we pulled close tight together, with her boobs crushing my chest and our eyes locked into each other. Her hot breath was filling my nose with a heavenly smell, and her swear was dripping onto my face.

This was totally wild and I had nearly lost myself barely minutes into the game. Her bouncing tits would swing back and forth right into my face, which I grabbed and licked and sucked like crazy. Her nails were digging deeper into my skin as she closed her eyes and started jumping up and down, full-on.

“Uugh, uughh…. Aaahhh, …. …. Fuck, fuck, fuck …. Yesssss ….. uughh, aaaahhh, mmmm mpphhh, yes yes yes, Oh Arshad… Fuck me, fuck me hard, like you’ve never fucked before….!!” Her moans and screaming were making me hornier than ever, spreading my hands roughly all over her sexy sweating body.

I slipped her to my right side and lifted her left leg high in the air, while rubbing my cock on her snatch from behind. Now we were in the spooning position, so I could play with her boobs and ass at the same time. Her back was pressed to my chest, and her sweat was making it very sticky. (Female sweat is a big turn on for me…)

I immediately began pounding her pussy, with that wonderful “chap chap chap” rhythm filling the room with its sound. I took one of her boobs in my hand and pressed it very hard, at the same time I kissed her on her neck. She was in so much ecstasy, she couldn’t speak coherently.

Putting one hand on her mouth, I started pinching her nipples with the other. This made her muscles tighten and thrust harder as I kept building pressure on those sensitive boob tips. Even my hand couldn’t muffle the scream that came out soon after I hit my strongest pinch. All the time she was pushing against my thrusts like a wild dog, leaking lots of juices out of her vagina.

By this time, my red throbbing dick was almost ready to burst, but I kept holding on. I lowered down my speed, to a very deliberately, agonizingly slow back and forth motion. With that, we switched over to doggy position, (which is, as my readers know, my favorite) I was making sure our build ups to the end were matching. She was getting the shivers and I watched out for the signs of climax.

I dug deep into her with every push, and stopping shortly every time. I loved it when my balls rubbed against her hot pelvic skin, grinding hard. I grabbed a huge bunch of her hair and tugged it hard, riding her ass like a horse.

Sunita was lost in her pleasure, and was just moaning, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” over and over again. I slapped her butt repeatedly and she squealed every time, giving me immense satisfaction. Then I noticed her vagina was tightening slightly which meant it was nearly time for me to blow over.

Taking her waist as a grip, I went into a rapid frenzy, pulling her into me while pushing my cock into her really hard and fast. The force I was moving her with was so great she couldn’t handle it and lower go completely.

With almost no warning, a great burst of sexual energy was released as we finished off our climaxes at once. I groaned loudly as the first shot of my hot jizz burst inside her, quickly followed by 4, 5 more strong spurts.

Within an instant, Sunita hit her orgasm as well and started pouring her hot cum out on my pumping cock, dripping over my balls and reaching my thighs.I was amazed at how much cum she had, that much stuffed inside her for months. After the last drop was spilled, we fell onto the bed, out of breath completely, drenched in our sweat.

It took a little while for us to reach normal state while we giggled and cuddled in the cutest way I could imagine. After that, we climbed out of bed for some replenishment, walking around fully nude, grabbing each other here and there.

As we sat on the sofa (more like, she sat on me, and I sat on the sofa) sipping juice and mocktails, and pulling each other’s nipples. I looked to Sunita smiling wide, and said, “I should be leaving now, you know I have to go and study…..”

She grabbed my stiffening cock and said, “Why don’t you study here, I’ll arrange for someone to bring over your books and stuff. You and I have a long weekend ahead of us, darling. Full of *studying* together ….”

With that, she winked and placed her sexy mouth over my dick for another one of her amazing blowjobs…. I was lost again, and said “Aaaahhh yes, I love that ….. Good idea babe….. Ooohhh yeah …. Now stuck it hard …. Mmm …..”
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(End of Part 1)

How intense were those sex filled days with Sunita ? What kind of fun things did we do? Possibly a mysterious new player in the game? And What happened later, when her hubby returned? For more on this action packed sex adventure, do wait for the upcoming parts of the story!

(To be continued)

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