Landlady And Her Daughter
After spending ten years in Chennai, I got a transfer to Kerala, but I was posted far away from my native village. As accommodation was problem in the new place I had stay in an old out-house of a land lady, in a remote corner, far away from the town. But I was a nice arrangement and I liked the quiet area with a lot of green vegetation. The land lady was staying with her daughter who was attending the local school. Her two sons were in Mumbai, employed. One was married, but his wife was with her parents at that time. This daughter was very young, comparing to her brothers as the land lady gave birth to her after a long gap. Her husband had died four years back and she was happy to get a tenant in her out-house. The land lady, about 48, was very fair but fat too, almost obese one can say. With big , enormous boobs and heavy ass and thighs. She was having rheumatic problems too, having body pain. Her hands were also thick and fleshy. But she was very beautiful and used to sing very well .And her fat body made her sexy, very sumptuously sexy. I always liked fat fleshy women, as it was a pleasure to lie on top of them and to fuck, enjoying the soft cushion comfort of their fleshy boobs, tummy and thighs. In the evenings I was a regular visitor to their house and almost every night I had dinner there. Her daughter was in eighth standard only but a budding beauty like her mother, but not fat. Her boobs were developing like lotus buds and it was a pleasure to see her blooming bosom in her school uniform. I always found girls in school uniforms very attractive, especially if they had bulging budding breasts, announcing their puberty. In evening we, the land lady and me, used to sit in the front portico of her house while her daughter did her home work in her study room. It was a big house as they were wealthy. Visitors were not frequent there I noticed and one woman, a maid, used to come and help them with cooking and household work. Due to her body pain, that troubled her many days, I used to help her too, to do things in her house. One evening, during a monsoon, I found her struggling to apply ayurvedic oil, on her hands and legs. After watching it for some time I asked her with real concern, whether I can help her apply the oil She was silent for a moment, then said “ yes, if you don’ mind” “With pleasure “ I said and got the bottle from her. “Please extend your arm,” I said. She did, arranging her saree on her bosom. I applied on her hands and started mildly massaging her, assuring her all will be okay in no time. She smiled and said ‘ I am old, it makes no difference “No, you are not, “I replied smilingly and unconsciously my eyes searched for her cleavage, which was visible by then. While massaging, her saree had got slightly misplaced and her big cleavage, between her big boobs was really visible. She noticed my eyes straying to her boobs and with a smile she covered her boobs with her saree. “May I massage your legs too”, I asked “Not tonight,” later she said. I was disappointed a bit and I think it was evident on my face. “Now it is late, we will do that tomorrow”, she added, as if consoling me for my missing the chance to feel her legs. Her daughter came out and my eyes automatically went to her boobs. She sat next to her mother and I stated watching the beautiful boobs of the mother and daughter. My eyes were having a feast and I think the mother noticed it. She was smiling mildly I remember now. (The daughter was friendly with me and used o come to the outhouse , where I was staying, quite often, to chat with me or clear some doubts. We became friends and she had started sitting on my lap without any hesitation. I liked, loved in fact, to get her feel on my lap, pressing my cock. My cock used to get erect in her proximity and she had no objection to sit on lap. At first I thought, she would get angry, but no such thing happened. Later I started to realize that she wanted to feel my thick dick between her thighs. Though she enjoyed my dick, by sitting on, she gave no hint of it and acted naturally. But she never sat on my lap when her mother was around, I noticed. I liked that and that little secret arrangement or understanding between us. She was young enough to be my daughter, but I liked her thighs pressing my thirsty cock. One day I would get her thighs opened for me, I hoped, but did not hurry.) I had dinner that night with them. The next two days were holidays for me and I left for my native place. Third I day returned. And in the evening went to their house. I massaged her hands with the medicated oil and offered to apply oil on her legs too. She hesitated a bit, looking towards her daughter’s room. I ignored it. I asked to sit on a wooden bench, instead of the usual chair and stretch her legs, without raising the saree. She agreed. Under the saree I applied oil on legs first and massaged. After that, without raising the saree I extended my hands on top of her thigh, and applied oil. And then started my massage, on each thighs, slowly stretching further inch by inch. She had started enjoying he feel of my hands on her fleshy thighs and my fingers touched her panty, I wanted to look and act casual, though my cock was getting bigger and bigger, which I think she noticed through the bulging dhothi. “Why don’t you take oral medications, instead” I asked, her casually and slipped my fingers under her panty, as if accidentally. I could feel the pubic hair, surrounding her pussy. An electric current went through me. “That has some side effects,’ she replied, as if nothing has happened What side effect ? I was surprised. Ayurvedic medicines are comparatively safe, I said. (How to reach her pussy, in the next push I was thinking) It gives me sexual feeling, as side effect, she said. With my fat and painful hands I can’t reach myself or satisfy myself, she added, with a sigh, without looking at me.