Seduced A Milf In Wedding Part – 1

I went to Kerala to attend my friend’s wedding. I went two days ahead of the marriage day and stayed in my friend’s home. My friend’s brother, Ashwin and I went to the railway station in one bike to pick up some of his relatives. That’s where I met her. She got down from train wearing blue jeans and cyan colour kurta. She was in her mid-30s, bit busty, wheat skin colour which is unique to Kerala women with straight black hair. Since she was wearing kurta I couldn’t see much of her boobs and it looked her size is 34b. Ashwin greeted her and they exchanged smiles and usual formalities.

Ashwin introduced me as his friend. Then she wore a surprise on her eyes and looked me top to bottom. I understood her bemusement and explained to her that I am actually Akash’s friend. Then she gave warm smile and said, “Yeah, that’s why I got confused. How can somebody be this strong at the age of 20? But your face looks young as Ashwin”. She finished the sentence with a blush and for a second she looked at my penis. I was aroused by that and her smile made me fall for her. I wanted to kiss her. She walked ahead of me so I was lucky to see her ass swinging like a pendulum. At this moment I wanted to bend her over and fuck her passionately in the railway station itself.

Ashwin gave me his bike key and asked me to drop Sagundhala at home as he has to pick up some other relatives. Nothing happened in the bike ride as she kept her bag in between us. I dropped her at home. I could not see her after that till lunch. Then in the evening, I saw her. She was wearing normal blue cotton saree. She looked tensed and asked about Ashwin’s whereabouts. I replied negatively. I asked her, “What’s the problem?” She replied, “I gotta buy some things. I need someone to drop me in mall”. I decided to help her and took her to the nearest mall in the bike. She kept a certain distance on the bike. We talked casually and nothing interesting happened. Then I took her to the mall and she went to ladies section. She looked at few dresses and then told me, “If you want to go men’s section, please go. You don’t have to be so formal as you men hate shopping with ladies. I buy some things and then I will call you, you come back then”. I said, “Its ok. I like to be here. I will also help you to choose”.
She asked, “What do you mean by that?” I said, “I like shopping
with ladies. It gives me the freedom to look at other ladies in the ladies section without being perceived as a pervert and also I get to see my lady in different dresses. That’s why I like to be here,”

She laughed for few seconds. I said with a naughty smile, “I have done it many times with girls. But this is my first time with a woman.” Initially, she did not understand but it took few seconds to understand it for her and then she laughed very loudly. I heard her whispering, “Naughty boy.” Then I joined her laugh. She started to select some dresses and then trialed them. I don’t know whether she intentionally selected those revealing dresses to entertain me or she wants to buy them but trust me that was the best foreplay I have ever had without touching someone’s body. She trialed mini jeans shorts that showed off her big sexy thighs, backless single piece to show her back and also her black colour bra, transparent saree to show her watermelon boobs, navel and also fat stomach. Her boobs were looking so amazing and bigger than I thought. My dick was so hard inside my underwear and tried it best not to tear my underwear. For each dress, I gave compliments about how each dress is perfectly enhancing her assets. She blushed every time and tried one green colour single piece dress. After seeing her in that dress, I wanted to fuck her so badly. I couldn’t control myself and I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of her. So I inserted right hand inside my pocket and covered my bulge with a shopping bag. But she noticed my bulge and laughed again loudly. This time I blushed and told her to stop. She said, “Someone is coming out of shell”. I said, “It’s all because of you”.

She replied, “I know,” with a wink and then she dumped all her clothes. She said that her husband doesn’t like her to wear these things as he is the more orthodox guy, want her lady to be a typical Indian woman. She said it with a huge sigh and her eyes told me that she loathes her husband for this. She needs some spice. I decided to give it to her, for her own good and also for mine. We crossed the lingerie section and she stood in front of the section for a while. I understood her hesitation and asked her, “Do you want to buy a bra?”
“Actually I came here to buy a bra. I forgot to pack skin colour strap bra. So I will buy it now,”

I said, “Let’s go”. She hesitated for a second, “Why do you want to come in with me? You wanna buy something for you girlfriend?” she said it with a mischief in her eyes. I grew bolder with her behavior and said, “No, I just want to know the size of that amazing cloth which holds up your big boobs”. She laughed continuously for few minutes. She didn’t take it offensively. She said, “Man, you are so honest. Let’s go in”. She took my hand and we went inside. I saw bras and panties in different colors, different models. I imagined her in almost all the bras and panties they shown to us. I couldn’t reply to some of her questions because I have to come to reality to answer her. That was so hard.

She understood my trouble and every time I took the time to reply, she smiled and once in a while she checked out the bulge in my pant. I liked it and wanted to fuck her so badly. I came to know that her boob’s size is 36B. She purchased a red colour padded bra with skin colour strap. She sat so close to the bike. Her boobs were pressing against my back. I enjoyed it. I applied the brakes very frequently. She scolded me to drive slowly but with naughtiness in her words. She kept her right hand on my thigh and I lost the balance for a second. She laughed again. She liked it. She likes that she is teasing me and I enjoyed it more. All her behavior and mannerisms told me that she is interested in me. I just have to push the right button at the right time. I was waiting for the right moment. The bike ride was a wonderful journey and we were like two teenage lovers, just pressing each other’s bodies to create the warm to balance out the chillness caused by a cold breeze. Her face is close to my neck and I can feel her hard breathing. She was bit chirpy and every now and then I turn my face towards her to reply. But my intention is to get close to her mouth, if possible to kiss her. She knows what I am doing. She didn’t say anything but she pulled away from her head on every occasion I came close to her mouth to kiss.

But she didn’t take away her right hand on my right thigh and left hand around my left shoulder. She slowly massaged my thighs. It gave me a nice tickling sensation and hard on. I wanted to continue this, so I asked her to eat dinner outside. But she refused to say that aunty will scold us if we eat outside. So I couldn’t find any other way to prolong this foreplay. We reached home and she said, “Thanks for everything. It was fun. I enjoyed the evening”. I replied, “Me too. I enjoyed more than you did”. She blushed and then another relative came out. She went inside and Then I realized that I haven’t got her number. I went to the bathroom immediately to relieve my sexual tension. I masturbated by imagining rough sex with her. I came very soon and I didn’t feel satisfied but I came out of the bathroom as I am staying in someone’s home. That night I dreamed about fucking her in every position I know. I finish this first episode here. I will finish the story in the next part.