Meeting A MILF At A Film Festival
Hi, this is secretlysaucyguy from Mumbai. I am 33, fair, handsome, six feet tall with a pleasing personality and brilliant communication skills. This is my second story here and I am excited about it. It happened five years back when I was 28. Being a film fanatic, I watch almost all the films which get released every Friday. I also attend a lot of film festivals to watch world cinema. Being from Mumbai, MAMI is one such festival I never miss. It has never been difficult for me to break the ice with strangers. In a film festival, it is even easier as the attendees are themselves open-minded and love conversations. They meet and discuss films during breaks between two screenings. Day after day, you end up meeting newer people. On one such day, I was introduced to Nisha by a friend I made at the festival itself. The moment I looked at Nisha, my jaw dropped to the floor. Standing in front of me was a beautiful lady in a white sleeveless t-shirt and blue jeans holding a stylish purse. She was around 5’6 tall, well-done makeup and had everything perfect in her body. We had a small conversation about the films we saw. I was in awe of her knowledge about the aspects of filmmaking. We bid goodbye and went our own ways. All throughout the conversation, I was checking her out. She clearly saw me doing that yet didn’t say anything. Neither did she show any discomfort. It encouraged me more. As I mentioned, I am myself six feet tall with a very pleasing personality. So I sensed an attraction from her end as well. Hence I decided to play along. The next two days passed in us meeting between breaks, talking about the movies and stealing glances whenever we were talking with someone else. Something unexplainable was cooking between us. Some universal energies were trying to bring us together. One morning, we both reached the theatre at the same time. We realized we were going to be watching the same movie. We both were happy about it and gave a high-five to each other. It gave both of us a chance to touch and hold each other’s hand. We sensed a rush of blood within us. We sat next to each other inside the movie hall. I on the left and her to my right. Few minutes after the movie started, I sensed her left forearm rubbing my right forearm on the armrest. I played along and didn’t move my hand. In a bold move, she then held my hand with hers and started feeling my fingers and forearm with her fingers and palm. She was clearly giving signals and I picked them up sharply. I immediately held her hand, grasped it hard. I brought it near my face and kissed the back of her palm. I was loving the feel of her soft skin. She rested her head on my shoulders. That was it. We were set. Post the movie, we decided to chuck the later shows for the day and go to Versova beach. We took a rickshaw for the beach. Once inside the rickshaw, I was a bit hesitant but then I moved and kissed her on cheeks. She looked at me with a serious face, came close. Then we kissed passionately as if there was no tomorrow. We didn’t bother who were around us in the Mumbai traffic. We just sucked each other’s lips as if we were not going to get them ever after. The rickshaw driver did his best to enjoy the view from the rear view mirror. We didn’t care as it is a very common thing in Mumbai. After getting out of the rickshaw, I bought a strawberry milkshake from Barista. Then we headed to the beach. We picked a secluded corner and sat on the rocks. She was sipping the milkshake. I asked for a sip too. She gave me a naughty smile, took a sip, bent towards me not breaking the eye contact. We kissed and I drank the milkshake from her mouth. It was getting quite erotic between us. I asked her if she was in a hurry. She said no. As it was already afternoon, it got a bit hot. We decided to go to my place in Bandra for further chilling. We took a rickshaw from Versova beach till Bandra. And like before, we were smooching the entire way. I tried feeling her body using my hands. But she moved them away pointing towards the rickshaw driver who was looking at through the mirror. The first thing we did after reaching my place was to sit on the sofa and take peaceful breaths as it was very hot outside. Luckily for me, I have the AC in the bedroom. So one must go in if he has to use it. We decided to go in and rest for a while. Inside the room, I spread myself on the bed as I genuinely wanted to relax. However, she sat next to me and started playing with my hair with one hand while moving the other on my chest. It started turning me on but I wanted to be fresh. I asked her if I could take a shower before we moved further and she agreed. I asked her to join me. To my surprise, she said yes(surprising for me because girls are very particular about their hair getting wet and then all the hassles of drying them up). I was on cloud nine. I ordered her to undress me and told her that I would undress her. She unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. In the process, she moved her hands from my shoulders to my arms and gave me a sly smile. I held her waist and pulled her closer to me. And in a flash, I turned her around so that her back was now rubbing against my body. It took her by surprise. Before she could understand anything and react, I lifted both her hands and held them with my left hand. She didn’t expect this wildness from me. But her smile and soft moan said she was loving it. I put my right palm on her waist and gripped it tightly. She let out a soft moan. I then asked her to let her hands be up. She nodded. I moved my left hand down and put it around her left inner thigh grabbing the flesh hard. She moaned. She was liking it now. I rubbed her pussy from over her jeans and it made her moan even louder. It seemed she was all wet inside. I brought both my hands and grabbed her boobs and kneaded them hard. She was now getting restless and brought her hands down.