From Trapping To Trapped

Hi all, this is my first story to Indian sex stories, without further boring you with details. Let me tell you about me.

A few years back, I was 5.6, well-built man, who had just settled in Mumbai from Kolhapur as executive in call center. After much struggling I was able to rent the house in two floor row house around biwandi. Even though area was not good but I was happy to find a house to settle.

House was owned by widowed landlady who lived alone, she had a son but he abounded her due to some family dispute. In fact she was looking for tenant, but due to adverse financial condition she had to settle for me. It was agreed I would occupy upper floor.

Let me tell you about landlady her name was Asmin Rahman, she was around 38-40 but anyone meeting her for first time would surely think of her as 30 something around 5.3 in height. Although she was in burqa most of time but luckily once going to office she had just stepped outside from bath I had glimpse of her, it was enough to excite me. She was perfect 36-38-36.Her boobs was round and bulging. It was waiting to be squeezed ,licked and kissed. She must have been most beautiful girl in her teens.

I had many girlfriends in the past, but never has inclination to settle with them, it was mostly time-pass to one night stand. But something about this women made impression .I knew being religious she is, she would never go out with me and worse if I ask her directly I would be without any house.

I started continuously started thinking of ways to get her. And during this time I had god send opportunity, when I came one day from office one day, I heard some sobbing sound coming from kitchen. On hearing this I went inside I found she while cooking had accidentally slipped on oil on floor and must have badly hurt her leg. I immediately helped her to feet and took her to doctor. Doctor after examination informed it was just bruised not anything serious but advised her week for bed rest.

During following week I took her care, cooked, washed and cleaned for her. Although she was insisting she was okay, but I refused to let her do any daily chores. The more she rested more chance I got to see and touch her. During this I used to touch on some pretext on the other, I think she must have caught me staring at her body when she used to come out after bath. She fully recuperated during these week

After a week, we continued with our daily routines, but the relationship has changed, she was now more open to me, we used to talk and laugh for hours together. She told me how her son had fight over property and left her. She missed her husband. We started going out for shopping. We used to watch some good old Hindi movie, she had warned me not to bring any naughty movies to house.

More things I did with her, more I wanted to fuck her. I was getting desperate .I used to continuously masturbate thinking about her. Then one day while coming after office I found she was crying, on checking I found out her son had put case against her in court for house .

I tried to console her and brought her close and hugged and was surprised she hugged me back .I knew this was my chance. I trying to pacify her, slowly kissed her on the on the forehead to see if she is ready. Being vulnerable at this moment she didn’t say anything .I took it these for her affirmation.

Then slowly getting bold kissed her on the cheeks and then her neck and then her lips. Once on the lip, my tongue started exploring bottom of her lip caressing and teasing, asking her to open hers, when she just opened her lip slightly my tongue rushed to suck the tongue of hers. Every kiss become more and more deep and harder. I felt like some energy was running through my body. From her faced, it looked she was waiting for it long time. She responding my kisses. This went on for few minutes.

She was completely immersed in the moment, I picked her up in my arms and took her to bedroom. I immediately pounced on her top within few moment had torn her burqa and salwar-kameez she was wearing .She now laid there wearing only bra and panty.

Within a flash I removed my clothes and then I removed her bra. I started chewing her nipples one by one, her moaning had started..aaah..aah oooh.. aah. It was exciting harder I bite the more she moaned, then slowly I came to her navel. I explore her navel with my tongue for few minutes. My tongue was exploring her body continuously from neck to navel. And my hands were squeezing her round and big breasts. Her moans was increasing filling the room.

Then I removed her panty, there was thing I was craving for all these while. It was covered with lots of hair, it was evident she had not had sex for long time. I started licking the cunt with my tongue, it was getting cunt, her moans was increasing louder .. aah .. ooooh .. aaa ..pleas ..aaaah oooh. She had multiple orgasm, she was having time of her life. There laid the religious burqa women who refused to come out in open without burqa now just moaning like cheap wore.

Her moans was increasing, it was exciting me even more, my dick had become thick and hard, it was just waiting to ravish the long virgin cunt. I started slowing biting her cunt..she squirted few times in excitement. Sound of aaaaah … oooooh …pleas .. nahi ..ooooh …aaahhh …hhhh … pleas … aaaaah … Echoed in the room.

Just when I was about to insert my long dick into cunt..doorbell rang..She suddenly realized what was going on, she pushed me aside and collected her clothes and ran inside the washroom.

I was just thinking how I lost the golden opportunity .. and left me unsatisfied but more eager to fuck her.

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