Hot South Indian Aunty Seduced And Fucked By Young Guy – Part 1
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Submit Report This story is part of the Hot South Indian Aunty Seduced And Fucked series Hi, this is Ganesh from Mumbai. I am here to tell you my real story with my sexy Indian neighbor aunty – how my busty neighbour south Indian aunty seduced by me and how I started having sex with her occasionally from then onwards. About me, I am 5’8 feet tall, black and I have a medium-sized body. I am shy to talk but once I started talking, then I am a natural flirter. I have completed my graduation. The name of my neighbor aunty is Sheetal. We stay on the same floor. Her age is 33, 5’2 ft tall and her body size is 36-34-32. Sheetal was fair looking and attractive. She is a typical south Indian lady and wears sari most of the time. She had 2 kids (small babies) and her husband had a grocery store. Coming to the story. I and her family were staying on the same floor and so we use to come across each other. Her husband goes to the shop in the morning and returns at night. Normally, aunty will be alone at home. She was a serial addict and always watches Indian serials. Whenever I get a chance to stare at her navel, I always stare. She had noticed me staring at her many times but she usually ignores that and hide her body by covering with her clothes. She usually wears plain color saree with light color blouse. I always try to touch her assets but I fail all the time. She comes to my home to chat with my mom and that time, I stare at her body and watch the side of her boobs. Sometimes I also get to see her navel and belly. Guys, she has a great hip structure with the right amount of flesh – so soft and seductive. Normally her husband drops their kids to school. One day her husband got stuck in the market. So Sheetal came to my house, requested me to drop her kids at the school. I agreed. After some time, I went to her home to take her kids. The door was opened and so I entered her flat. Damn! She was changing her clothes and was just in a blouse and petticoat. Omg! Her boobs were bouncing inside her blouse. It was a white color blouse and white color petticoat. Her bra was clearly visible too. My boner sprang into action. She had a nice belly hole and I was on cloud 9 and staring at her. She saw me and was shocked. Quickly, she quickly took her towel and wrapped herself. I said sorry and then came out of the flat. But she called me inside and said, “No problem, wait 5 minutes. My kids are getting ready”. After 5 minutes, kids got ready. She handed me the school entrance id card for parents. I dropped her kids in the school and then came back to my home. I had forgotten to return the entrance id card to sheetal. So I went to her flat and knocked the door. She opened her door, invited me in. She was in the same blouse and petticoat only and wrapped towel outside her breasts but her waist was visible. I think she was getting ready to take a bath. Then I came back to my house, started to masturbate by imagining her with me and slept for some time. Days passed and nothing happened. I was waiting for the right opportunity to fuck her. She always smiles at me and we also do normal chats. One morning, I think luck was with me. She came to my flat and asked me a help. She going to clean her house and she needed my help for shifting some stuff. I happily agreed. I imagined that she will be in blouse and petticoat only so that I can see her cleavage. So I went to her home. But she was in saree. I was so disappointed Sheetal: hi, come in. Me: ya Sheetal: had food? (our normal conversation started) Me: yes and you? Sheetal: yes, I think you don’t want to help me?! Me: Hey, not like that. Just now woke up from a nap (in my mind, I was saying, “Yes, I don’t want to help you. I just want to hug you, kiss you on your lips, touch your boobs, make you nude and fuck you”) Sheetal: so next week, it is Diwali. So I wanted to clean the house, dear. And my husband is too busy and he does not even care for me. He is always busy in his shop. I understood that she was not happy with her life. “Alright then, come aunty. Let’s start the work” I said. Sheetal: ok. Let’s move the refrigerator, cupboard and the sofa first so that I can clean under those places. We moved all the big things from the corner to the center. Aunty started to broom all over the corners. I just stood there staring at her body all the time. Her petticoat was slipping down slowly, her navel became visible and I was starting at the side of her boobs. After cleaning the corners, she was totally dusty. Her body was full of dust. She was wearing a cream color saree that time. Because of the dust, the color of her saree changed slightly but she was looking sexy even in that stage too. Me: aunty, your clothes look so dirty. Now go and change your dress or else give it to me, I can clean. Sheetal: no problems dear, I will manage. Me: at least go and change your sari aunty. It is too dirty. Sheetal: actually I don’t wear saree inside the house. I normally wear blouse and petticoat at home. Today you there nah, that’s why I am wearing saree. Hearing her saying such things made my boner react but somehow I managed to control it and replied: “Oh, that’s why on that day you were only in blouse and petticoat ah.” Sheetal: aama yes Me: but on that day, you were looking so cute in blouse and petticoat. But why do you normally wear blouse and petticoat at home? Sheetal: it is hot most times and I sweat a lot. So I prefer such clothes. Me (with a smile): so then unwrap your saree and continue your work. Sheetal: hahaha you are a small boy. But still, I can’t be like that in front of you. Me: who said I am a small boy. I am 22, I know everything aunty (and laughed). Sheetal: hahaha no no We finished our work. It took one hour to finish it. Again we shifted all the things back to their proper places. I was leaving the home but she asked me to wait.