The Noon I Got Lucky With My Neighbor!

About me:
I’m Charles, from Chennai India. Lately, I’ve discovered that I fetish for aunties. Yes, cougars aged from mid 30’s to 35’s turn me out a lot. I am studying B.Com, this is my third year. I reside alone in my house, I’ve had a very few sexual encounters in my life in Chennai. This is my first one, I’m publishing at ISS on how I lost my virginity to a beautiful, yet sexually active who lives across my apartment.

About my physique:
I am kind of chubby, I’m visiting the gym nowadays to lose some weight, but a lot of aunties have commented good stuff about my physique ;) . I have a 6.4″sized penis and am happy with my dick size.

About her:
Her name is Sheela, she has two sons – one in school and one in college. She is a widow, which made me think she deserves some of my sexual attention.

Sparks – Incident 1:
As I reside alone, I’m often pressed by Hotels to have dinner. The day I moved into my house – I went around the apartment and introduced me to a lot of neighbors. When I knocked on her door I saw her with a red and black nighty. She was amazingly hot and had awesome tities. My pole was saluting her, but I ignored that. Her son was standing beside her and we introduced ourselves too. I kept staring at her tits, she knew it – but acted as if she never saw it. I thought I must bang her someday; I came home and masturbated thinking about her.

Incident 2:-
One day, I ran out of sambar. I could have easily asked my other neighbors, instead I went to her. To my good time, no one was there. She was wearing a chudi; she stated that she was going out. I asked her, if I could go with her. She said, she was going to her son’s tuition center to pay his fees off. I offered a ride on my Hyundai. She sat in the front and I could see, she had some feelings towards me – more than just a neighbor. I asked her, if it was okay if we could stop for some coffee. She accepted. I understood she had feelings for me when she agreed to stop for coffee while travelling a small distance.

She insisted on paying, but I refused. I touched her hand for a single minute and stared her into her eyes. When we got into the car again, I was in the driver’s seat. She said “Thank you for the coffee”. I slowly rubbed against her theighs and said “It was fine”. She gave me a naughty smile. We paid the tuition fee; I rode her home along with her son without any awkward moments!

Incident 3:-
It was a Sunday. Both of her sons had gone to play outside. I saw both of the sons going out and thought this watch myself. Instead of going to her house, I called her on my phone and asked her if she could come over and make me some chappathi. She said “for sure” and came over. While she was making chappathi, I stood behind her claiming to help her and learn from her. My dick stood erect and touched her butt. I ran my fingers over hers, helping her with the dough.

After the chappathi was done, I insisted her on eating with me. Instead, she said she’ll serve as she had already eaten. I said fine, and when she was serving with her saree I touched her hips. They were heavenly. I said sorry, and she never responded. I felt that I had done a mistake by touching a woman without her consent. Then she went home without saying a thing.

Incident 4:-
It was Christmas Eve; around 11 AM I called her and told her “Advance Xmas wishes aunty”. She said thank you. There were some blabbers, when I asked her what her plans were for Xmas. She said, we’ll be going to church tonight. I said fine and cut the phone. I called her again and asked her forgiveness for the event that happened earlier. She said “it was fine, it was just an accident, right?” I hesitantly said “No” and cut the phone again.

The final countdown:-
It was around 1 AM in the morning. I had turned off my phone. It seems that she had called me a lot of times. I was confused after waking up at 8 AM. I called her again, asking what the problem was and why she had called at untime. She asked me in a husky voice whether she could come over. I said fine, and she came over having some kesari in her hand. She was wearing a black saree. She came inside, and locked the door. I knew something was about to happen. I didn’t question her though.

She opened her saree off. She was wearing a bra and her pavadai alone. I found her sexy asf! She was well-educated and she asked me whether I liked her. I came back to my senses and said yes. She through her bra across the hall and showed me her titties.

Oh my freaking God! This was the first time I had seen real ones. I was so distracted I forgot it was her. She jammed my face inside her boobies. My face was buried in her humongous boobies. She undid my pants.

I shouted “NO!” “I’m sorry aunty, I find you very attractive umm but I feel this is wrong”. She took my hand and placed it in her pussy. I started fingering it, not knowing how to do it properly. She said “You have to learn a lot, be my sex slave” With my boner I said “okay aunty” in a soft voice. She hugged me and kissed me in the lips.

With me refusing, she went down on me. Yes! She actually tore my pants off, the crazy horny women. She put my dick in her mouth. I instantly felt like I was about to cum after a few strokes.

Within 2-5 minutes I finished on her boobies. I felt like I never wanted to leave her. She told me “call me at 11 pm today, I’ll surprise you”.

She dressed back, we ate the kesari and she was going home. When she left, I spanked her butt and she laughed. She said “Oh my! My little guy is growing” “call me” with a naughty smirk on her face.

I’ll continue the rest, in the next story. Please email me if you’d like to continue.
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