Horny Horse On Top Of An Apartment

Horny Horse On Top Of An Apartment
Hi, all Indian sex story readers, this is Madhan here, first of all, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for the story ‘Mysore Couples Fantasy Fulfilled To The Brim’ . Please share your views and correction if any. I always enjoy pleasuring mature housewives. About Me: I am a Madhan of 27 years, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a well-built body. I basically belong to one of the cleanest city in India Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties). Coming to the story, it’s quite long and detailed. Please read with patience. My office working hours are from morning 9 a.m. to evening 5:30 p.m., which will extend sometimes. I like to walk early morning and early evenings in new unexplored routes(roads) empty handed leaving mobile and wallet in the room itself. On returning from one such walk where I did carry the wallet, I walked to Nanjappa circle to eat Dahi Kachori. That is the place where I saw the heroine of this story. As I ordered the kachori from the shop which is at the corner at the Nanjappa circle, she came in a Maruti Swift car and stood next to me. She ordered, “Bhaiya, do kachori parcel.” I couldn’t turn and see her face as she was standing immediately next to me. Her voice was so sweet that I couldn’t miss seeing her face. I took my kachori and sat on the stone bench in the corner of the shop. I immediately saw her. Oh god, she was very very pretty, was around 35 in age, white skin color, a gorgeous face with long free hairs. I couldn’t continuously stare at her as I could do with other chicks. I got a jolt. I was on cloud nine by seeing her beauty every now and then I peeked at her beauty. She caught me staring her with her deadly pretty eyes. As our eyes met I felt a slight shiver running through my body with my thoughts completely scattered. She left once the parcel has reached her hand. I kept looking at her while she was walking back to the car and drove away. My face was blushing from that moment till the next few days (her killer eyes was all over my head). In order to catch a glimpse of her beauty, I made a habit of visiting this kachori center every day at the same time. To my utter disappointment, I did not see her for next so many days. So I had given up going to the Kachori center. I never in my dream also expected I could even talk to her and laying hand on her asset was miles far from a dream. As the memories of glittering eyes of her were slowly starting to fade away from my head, I saw her again. This time while I was returning from Vidyaranyapura I saw the Swift parked near the coconut vendor. Eagerly expecting I slowed my bike to my surprise it was the beauty standing with her husband and a boy aged around 7 to 8. I immediately pulled my bike to the parking lot and went to the coconut vendor. As I stood there waiting for the coconut vendor to give the coconut, with my eyes glancing over her with caution. My heart started racing which was really unusual. As I have seen many girls/aunties and this never happened. I started to float on the earth when I saw her laugh at her boy. I took the coconut which the vendor gave and started sipping it very very slowly enjoying the beauty. This time I wanted to follow her to find her house as they sat back into the car to drive away. I pulled out my wallet to my utter disbelief only 500 rupee note was available. The coconut vendor was searching for change. I kept an eye on the racing car with an utter disappointment of losing her again covering my head. On receiving change, I started my bike and raced in the direction of the car. To my disappointment, I lost her car again. I was very unhappy in missing her and happy whenever her eyes and smile passes through my head. My mind then involuntarily followed any Maruti swift car that passes me while driving. I just wanted to enjoy her beauty from far. There is a road in front of our house. On both sides, there are lots of multi-story buildings. It is somewhat inside with less to no vehicle movement. I stay on the second floor. A single room with an attached bathroom in a corner which is away from the road. I have a very wide terrace in front of my room and a big apartment is situated in front of our house. I could see the balconies of many floors of the apartment in front of my room. I could hear the talks of people from the balconies when I was standing at the end of the terrace looking at the road. To my utter biggest surprise I found the lady now riding an Activa away. I immediately ran to the room wore a T-shirt and ran down only to find the Activa disappeared. In order to wait there, I started a conversation with the watchman of the apartment asking his whereabouts and stuff like that. I was hoping that the lady will go. Almost an hour later, no clue of the active and I came back to the room. That watchman became so friendly that every day after dinner I talked to him for a while. One lucky day I found that the lady resides in the very apartment. (I was thrilled to the core). As I was conversing with the watchman I found a car honking at me. I was blocking the small entrance to the apartment ground floor parking area. On seeing the lady no words can explain how happy I was. As the watchman continued telling his problems my eyes followed her until she disappeared after climbing some floors. Most of my evenings I started to spend talking with the watchman and waiting for the lady. My thoughts were completely drowned on how to start. I tried parking my bullet in the place where she used to park her car. No use (she never saw my face). I tried many ways for many days with only failures. One fine day after purchasing fruits in the local bazaar and coming out I noticed my angel roaming around her car in confusion. On seeing my bike start she came running towards my bike. I was hell on cloud nine by this great opportunity.

I stopped my bike key and failed to keep myself from blushing. She asked, “I have seen you. You stay near my flat. My phone is out of battery and the car is not starting. Help me to reach home.” I grabbed this opportunity with open arms. This is the beginning of our talk. It took me months of small nice talks before getting her contact number. We started chatting normally and know each other. I started caring for her more. We started chatting all personal stuff. All was only friendly with not even a pinch of hotness in our chats. After a few months, I started going fida on talks on her dresses, earrings, sandals, hairstyles. Most of the time she just ignored. I came to know that she is coming to know of my intentions. Our hot chats started with me asking her doubts like kids on 1. What kind of girl should I select for marriage? 2. Do I have to have to see the beauty? 3. Having experience before marriage. I even told her that one housewife is looking at me with wild eyes. What shall I do? Let me go to the main day good foreplay on top of an empty terrace of her apartment with rain drizzle and a cold chill. Main scene: I took a cold shower at half past eleven in the night. I wore shorts, round neck T-shirt and sprayed perfumes over the clothes here and there. I was waiting eagerly for Sudha’s message. It came at twenty minutes past twelve in the night. She messaged, “Come, please be careful.” I sent a thumbs up emoji. I closed the room doors, descended to down floors. I slowly opened the lock of our gates, went out and locked the gate again. I looked down the stretch of the road onto the left and right. After ensuring nobody is around I lifted my head to see any people roaming on the terraces. Entry line to apartment consists of a small security room to which a 4 ft height gate is attached. I peeked into the watchman room. He was in deep sleep and gate was slightly open for a man to enter. Sudha just came out and opened the gate. She went back all the while the watchman was asleep. I learned this from Sudha the next day. I sneaked via the parking lot into the entry of the stairs. I went to the first floor on the stairs. I entered the lift on the first floor and climbed up till the terrace. All the while my heart was pumping. There she was waiting for me. The cool breeze that night a slight rain drizzle. Oh god, she was wearing a red transparent saree, a golden colored blouse which was fully visible as her saree was barely covering her assets. In the rain drizzle, water droplets on her face, especially on those red lips with light rain falling, cool breeze waving her face. Oh god, I hugged her and pushed her to the wall, which was in front of the apartment. I started kissing her wet lips. Sucking those lips hungrily. Tasting her lower lips with upper lips in turn. Her hot breath falling on my nose, my hands holding her face up. Her hands held mine and we were kissing forgetting the world around us. We kissed long. She just held my dick over the shorts while we were kissing. She just went on her knees pulling my shorts low. My dick just ripped out like a hungry animal jumping on seeing a prey, out of my shorts. She held my dick base with both of her hands. She pulled down the dickhead foreskin like a candy. Her wet tongue moving around my dickhead I was enjoying every bit of it. Her soft hand hardly held the base of my erect penis. After licking dick head she started to insert dick inside her mouth. Moving it in and out of her saliva filled mouth. After some movements, she just took my dick fully inside her mouth. After a nice blowjob, she held my dick and looked up with lust filled eyes and a kind of smile on the corner of her lips. (Guys you will die for it). She moved my dick all over her face, kissing it, grabbing balls and I never had a blowjob like that in my whole life. Guys lengthy story is always boring to read and I wanted to explain every minute details of seduction. In our next part, I will explain our first phone chat, conversation and finally, hot wild roleplay. Please send your feedback to [email protected], your valuable likes and comments will inspire me in writing the second part as soon as possible. Again feel free to contact my mail/hangout [email protected] (aunties/girls in and around Mysore/Bangalore without hesitation). Thank you all the ISS readers.