Hi...My name is Abhinav Mishra and I am 21.Today I am going to tell you an unbelievable incident that took place with me 2 years ago. I feel my life fulfilled whenever I recap those memories... Everybody during their teenage fantacise about someone to have sex with that person anyhow. Well I too had the same feeling towards a woman of 32. She lived in our apartment two storey above my flat. I dreamt about different ways of seducing her but never ever thought that one day I would really fuck her as many times I wanted with her cooperation... I am the only son of my parents. My dad is in real estate business and my mom is a housewife. Mom is an LIC agent but hardly works for it.
It all began when I saw her for the first time...I was 19 and was in 12th class... One day, while returning from school, I entered directly to my house and there I saw a fair lady in blue transparent silk saree. My mom introduced her to me. She was little taller than me. Her boobs were greeting me namaste as both were joining so tightly forming a line in between her lowcut blouse. Her tummy was neither flat nor skinny. Her navel was exposed. It was so deep that half of my thumb would enter it completely. She had long legs with massive thigs and a perfectly round ass. Her figure was like a bottle of coke. She literally had the excat body of Aishwarya Rai at present. We shook hands and she said “I am Sarita, nice to meet you.” Her voice was so sexy that it gave an electric flow through my dick for a moment. I said “nice to meet you too” still holding her hands.
I wanted to hold it for long but... anyways I did a formal talk and came to know that she was a bank employee. She got transferred to our area. She was a widow and had no children. While talking I was looking at her dark brown eyes though my whole focus was on her busty boobs... Her eyes were round and big like kajal aggarwal... Very often she used to call me for buying her homely products and I never missed a chance to have her glance. I would think all possible ways to have an overall check out of her incredible body. From school boys to middle aged men, everybody would madly check out her whenever she came out of her room or went outside. Her butts always played see-saw while she walked. The ups and downs of her butt were like calling for a hug. Her boobs jumped a little everytime she patted the ground with her feet. Whenever she returned from her work, even our innocent watchman who is Mr clean in our society would explore her body with his eyes and end up by focusing on her nice round butts.
She was aware of everything and she enjoyed it very much. Though almost everyone fantacised her, she was well respected in our society too… Days passed and after about one and half month, my final exams completed and vacations started… I had a lot of free time and my most of the time was spent in imagining my Sarita dancing nude, sitting on my face, sucking my dick deep throat and lot more… I wondered if ever I would get a chance to fuck her, I would prefer only doggie style…Her asset is her curvy well shaped ass… her hubby died happily…I mean Cmon… nobody would pass away unsatisfied after having enjoyed that amazing ass… I used to be at her home every weekends during her office leave. At her home she wears a polyster type nighty… The entire geography of her body could be studied from that.
It was like she is wearing a whole wet nighty stuck to every curves and corner of her body. Her body movements made my heart and stomach to feel the butterflies… We would do smalll talks and gossips in her kitchen while she was cooking…I asked about her husband looking at her stomach as the nighty made a perfect round groove at her belly… She told me that her husband had an accident. “He was very much caring. He loved me so much more than anything in the world” she said. I wondered who would not love this sex goddess? It was quite obvious for me anyway. She continued describing her husband blah blah blah and I pretended like listening to her focusing on her boobs though looking straight into her eyes… She continued and suddenly started crying. I didn’t know what to do at that time. I went close to her and tried to calm her down saying something relieving then suddenly, OMG!!... she hugged me… I became stiff like a statue…Her boobs squeezed into my chest and her nipple was poking mine…our stomach were kissing each other…
I gently patted my hands on her back… I could feel her bra strips…She kept on crying and hugged me tightly…I was silent and was enjoying her warm soft body… My nose was resting on her shoulder and my left cheek was touching her neck and her thin golden chain. The fragrance of her sweat on her neck was adding pleasure to the moment for me… After 5 minutes she calmed down and apologized me for being awkward. “No no!... its ok… please don’t be sorry…” I exclaimed… Keeping my hand on her shoulder I said, “Everything just happens…we all are bound to live through it…just let it go and live your life…” My dick was hard solid. She smiled and thanked me… Next morning I woke up dreaming about the incident that took place with me yesterday… I was smiling with a deep sigh. My cock was greeting me a salute. I went to bathroom and made him sit down… Days passed and on a sunday morning, She called me to buy her packet of milk as the milk man didn’t come that day…I bought the milk and went to the kitchen. She was massaging her head with fingers applying oil.
Her boobs were bouncing terribly as I could see she has not worn bra inside. I kept the milk in the refridgerator and went to her bathroom for peeing.My last drop fallen in the closet and I saw her undergarments hanging on the side wall.I took those in my hands, buried my face in them and took a deep breath. The aroma of her panties were more pleasant than the flowers printed on it. Suddenly something striked in my mind… What if I made a bathing video clip of my sexy Sarita? Is it possible? Why not? Atleast I should try… I took out my smartphone, luckily it was full charged. I turned on the camera keeping it in silent mode and adjusted it on the ventilation window. The window was covered with dusty old clothes. I hid my phone inside it such that only the camera lens was visible if looked properly. “What if I got caught?” I wondered. But my lust for her made me blind enough and motivated me strongly to do it anyway. I came out of bathroom and she was coming towards me. Her nighty was wet from her chest to her belly. Her left nipple was clearly visible. “I am going to take bath” she said. My heartbeats were beating faster as if someone was punching on my left chest repeatedily…
Just before I was going to ask her if I can stay here for today, she said “Abhi, will you please stay here for some time. A postman may be coming now, you please collect the mail for me as soon as I am taking bath…” “Ya sure” I replied. What a dam good luck. Today is my day.. I wondered. “Have some snacks from the fridge and watch T.V… I will join you after a quick bath….” She said. I told her to take a long relaxing bath. I have plenty of time. She pinched my nose and said “thank you sweetie”. She entered the bathroom, closed the door. I was worried and nervous about what is going to happen next. Will she notice the camera lens? Her bath will be recorded or not? I tried to look through the key hole but nothing was clear. I listened the sound inside. She was striping her clothes. I could clearly hear the tingling sound of her bangles. She started bathing. She was singing “bheegi bheegi sadako pe me…” my favourite song. I came to T.V room sitting on a sofa feeling very nervous. After about 20 minutes, she came out in a light brown nighty wiping out her hair. I rushed into the bathroom and closed the door. I took my phone, switched it off and took a deep breath to relax myself.
As I came out she asked me “what happened to you?” I said I had to pee. It was urgent. She laughed at me and went to the TV room. It was a treat for my eyes to look at her ass from behind walking. Those perfect round curvy butts were holding her nighty very tight. I spent the whole day with her till night and my phone was still switched off. We had dinner together. I thanked her for dinner. We wished goodnight eachother and I stepped down to my flat. I ran to my room, locked the door, switched off the lights and turned on my phone inside my blanket. My heartbeat again started riding like a horse. I opened the gallery, played the recording and there… I saw the full nude body of my sex Godesss Sarita. Video was crystal clear and was in proper frame. It was from top left angle so I could see her boobs and ass both together. Her dark brown nipples on the white boobs were like indicator lights. Her underarms were clean shaved but her pussy was covered with bushy curly pubic hairs. The golden chain lying between her fair wet boobs looked dam sexy. Her nude body was like Zareen khan. During bathing she poked her fingers inside every hole in her body. She turned round about 4 times.
It was a 18 minutes video… From then that video was like food to me. I watch it during waking up, at noon time, at tea time and before sleeping. Every time I watched it, it gave me a different pleasure. It may be because I made it by myself. I never got bored by watching it so many times… Things were going like this, everything was normal between me and her. One evening as usual I was sitting with her at her home teasing each other for fun. While talking, she tied her hair with both her hands back. It lifted up both her elbows which stretched her milky boobs forward. It chocked my heart for a moment. My hands were starving to press those fleshy large boobies. I lost my control. I intended to hug her, but suddenly her phone rang. She rushed towards her phone and was talking.
It all began when I saw her for the first time...I was 19 and was in 12th class... One day, while returning from school, I entered directly to my house and there I saw a fair lady in blue transparent silk saree. My mom introduced her to me. She was little taller than me. Her boobs were greeting me namaste as both were joining so tightly forming a line in between her lowcut blouse. Her tummy was neither flat nor skinny. Her navel was exposed. It was so deep that half of my thumb would enter it completely. She had long legs with massive thigs and a perfectly round ass. Her figure was like a bottle of coke. She literally had the excat body of Aishwarya Rai at present. We shook hands and she said “I am Sarita, nice to meet you.” Her voice was so sexy that it gave an electric flow through my dick for a moment. I said “nice to meet you too” still holding her hands.
I wanted to hold it for long but... anyways I did a formal talk and came to know that she was a bank employee. She got transferred to our area. She was a widow and had no children. While talking I was looking at her dark brown eyes though my whole focus was on her busty boobs... Her eyes were round and big like kajal aggarwal... Very often she used to call me for buying her homely products and I never missed a chance to have her glance. I would think all possible ways to have an overall check out of her incredible body. From school boys to middle aged men, everybody would madly check out her whenever she came out of her room or went outside. Her butts always played see-saw while she walked. The ups and downs of her butt were like calling for a hug. Her boobs jumped a little everytime she patted the ground with her feet. Whenever she returned from her work, even our innocent watchman who is Mr clean in our society would explore her body with his eyes and end up by focusing on her nice round butts.
She was aware of everything and she enjoyed it very much. Though almost everyone fantacised her, she was well respected in our society too… Days passed and after about one and half month, my final exams completed and vacations started… I had a lot of free time and my most of the time was spent in imagining my Sarita dancing nude, sitting on my face, sucking my dick deep throat and lot more… I wondered if ever I would get a chance to fuck her, I would prefer only doggie style…Her asset is her curvy well shaped ass… her hubby died happily…I mean Cmon… nobody would pass away unsatisfied after having enjoyed that amazing ass… I used to be at her home every weekends during her office leave. At her home she wears a polyster type nighty… The entire geography of her body could be studied from that.
It was like she is wearing a whole wet nighty stuck to every curves and corner of her body. Her body movements made my heart and stomach to feel the butterflies… We would do smalll talks and gossips in her kitchen while she was cooking…I asked about her husband looking at her stomach as the nighty made a perfect round groove at her belly… She told me that her husband had an accident. “He was very much caring. He loved me so much more than anything in the world” she said. I wondered who would not love this sex goddess? It was quite obvious for me anyway. She continued describing her husband blah blah blah and I pretended like listening to her focusing on her boobs though looking straight into her eyes… She continued and suddenly started crying. I didn’t know what to do at that time. I went close to her and tried to calm her down saying something relieving then suddenly, OMG!!... she hugged me… I became stiff like a statue…Her boobs squeezed into my chest and her nipple was poking mine…our stomach were kissing each other…
I gently patted my hands on her back… I could feel her bra strips…She kept on crying and hugged me tightly…I was silent and was enjoying her warm soft body… My nose was resting on her shoulder and my left cheek was touching her neck and her thin golden chain. The fragrance of her sweat on her neck was adding pleasure to the moment for me… After 5 minutes she calmed down and apologized me for being awkward. “No no!... its ok… please don’t be sorry…” I exclaimed… Keeping my hand on her shoulder I said, “Everything just happens…we all are bound to live through it…just let it go and live your life…” My dick was hard solid. She smiled and thanked me… Next morning I woke up dreaming about the incident that took place with me yesterday… I was smiling with a deep sigh. My cock was greeting me a salute. I went to bathroom and made him sit down… Days passed and on a sunday morning, She called me to buy her packet of milk as the milk man didn’t come that day…I bought the milk and went to the kitchen. She was massaging her head with fingers applying oil.
Her boobs were bouncing terribly as I could see she has not worn bra inside. I kept the milk in the refridgerator and went to her bathroom for peeing.My last drop fallen in the closet and I saw her undergarments hanging on the side wall.I took those in my hands, buried my face in them and took a deep breath. The aroma of her panties were more pleasant than the flowers printed on it. Suddenly something striked in my mind… What if I made a bathing video clip of my sexy Sarita? Is it possible? Why not? Atleast I should try… I took out my smartphone, luckily it was full charged. I turned on the camera keeping it in silent mode and adjusted it on the ventilation window. The window was covered with dusty old clothes. I hid my phone inside it such that only the camera lens was visible if looked properly. “What if I got caught?” I wondered. But my lust for her made me blind enough and motivated me strongly to do it anyway. I came out of bathroom and she was coming towards me. Her nighty was wet from her chest to her belly. Her left nipple was clearly visible. “I am going to take bath” she said. My heartbeats were beating faster as if someone was punching on my left chest repeatedily…
Just before I was going to ask her if I can stay here for today, she said “Abhi, will you please stay here for some time. A postman may be coming now, you please collect the mail for me as soon as I am taking bath…” “Ya sure” I replied. What a dam good luck. Today is my day.. I wondered. “Have some snacks from the fridge and watch T.V… I will join you after a quick bath….” She said. I told her to take a long relaxing bath. I have plenty of time. She pinched my nose and said “thank you sweetie”. She entered the bathroom, closed the door. I was worried and nervous about what is going to happen next. Will she notice the camera lens? Her bath will be recorded or not? I tried to look through the key hole but nothing was clear. I listened the sound inside. She was striping her clothes. I could clearly hear the tingling sound of her bangles. She started bathing. She was singing “bheegi bheegi sadako pe me…” my favourite song. I came to T.V room sitting on a sofa feeling very nervous. After about 20 minutes, she came out in a light brown nighty wiping out her hair. I rushed into the bathroom and closed the door. I took my phone, switched it off and took a deep breath to relax myself.
As I came out she asked me “what happened to you?” I said I had to pee. It was urgent. She laughed at me and went to the TV room. It was a treat for my eyes to look at her ass from behind walking. Those perfect round curvy butts were holding her nighty very tight. I spent the whole day with her till night and my phone was still switched off. We had dinner together. I thanked her for dinner. We wished goodnight eachother and I stepped down to my flat. I ran to my room, locked the door, switched off the lights and turned on my phone inside my blanket. My heartbeat again started riding like a horse. I opened the gallery, played the recording and there… I saw the full nude body of my sex Godesss Sarita. Video was crystal clear and was in proper frame. It was from top left angle so I could see her boobs and ass both together. Her dark brown nipples on the white boobs were like indicator lights. Her underarms were clean shaved but her pussy was covered with bushy curly pubic hairs. The golden chain lying between her fair wet boobs looked dam sexy. Her nude body was like Zareen khan. During bathing she poked her fingers inside every hole in her body. She turned round about 4 times.
It was a 18 minutes video… From then that video was like food to me. I watch it during waking up, at noon time, at tea time and before sleeping. Every time I watched it, it gave me a different pleasure. It may be because I made it by myself. I never got bored by watching it so many times… Things were going like this, everything was normal between me and her. One evening as usual I was sitting with her at her home teasing each other for fun. While talking, she tied her hair with both her hands back. It lifted up both her elbows which stretched her milky boobs forward. It chocked my heart for a moment. My hands were starving to press those fleshy large boobies. I lost my control. I intended to hug her, but suddenly her phone rang. She rushed towards her phone and was talking.