My Busty Widow Neighbor
My name is Ishtiaq and I am from Srinagar (Kashmir). I m 30 with average body but a very strong sex urge. I love big boobs n fat asses, they make me mad. I always used to fantasize about big busty women in my dreams even when I was in school. This is a true story of mine when I was in class 12. There was a widow girl (girl because she was married young and her husband passed just 1 year after her marriage) in my neighborhood, a far relative of mine namely “Laali”. She had a few months she baby also and an old grandmother in her home only. She was very curvy n sexy. I used to stare at her boobs from nook and corner without being noticed as I was very shy those days and masturbated dreaming of her but never cud I say a word to her. Her rolling buttocks would make me mad when she would go on duty in morning as I used to chase her pretending to go for a morning walk. She had few cows and she used to sell their milk to earn her livelihood. We also used to get milk from her. Besides she worked in a school nearby. It just happened once that I was alone at home and she came in. I saw her coming and I pretended as if asleep. She knocked the door, then came inside the house and searched for my mom. She opened my room and saw me sleeping, slowly came nearer me, sat down on her knees and came closer to my face. I was wondering, keeping my eyes closed, what she had in her mind and I opened my eyes slowly as if I was awaken. To my surprise she was just few inches away from my face, her lips were dry, top buttons of her shirt were unhooked and I cud clearly see her huge firm bust coming out. Her eyes were full of lust and as if inviting me for a hot encounter. I asked her of the reason of her visit. She said she came to borrow winnow from my mom. I informed her that nobody was home. She requested me if I cud search for it in house and give her to which I nodded my head in yes. I got up but cud not hide the bulge in front of my trousers. She could clearly see it and I believe she did see that. I went inside kitchen and she followed, I actually knew where it was. There was a basket hanging and i told her it was there in it but I couldn’t get it as I had some pain in my neck. She asked me to lift her and she will bring it down. I was like hmmmmm…… now I finally will touch her soft body. I lifted her and dropped (pretending as if she was too heavy). I told her she was too big to lift. She replied “Actually only a couple of things in me are very big, rest is not so big”. Ohhhhhh… I was getting what she meant. I lifted her again and she brought that basket down. She took the winnow out of it and thanked for it and tried to leave. I stopped her saying that only thanks will not work. She will have to pay for it. She smiled and said she is very poor to pay. I instantly replied, money is not the only mode of payment. She looked in my eyes, came closer to me and said “okay, I am ready to pay, tell me what I have to offer”. I was very nervous. I hesitated and said that I was just kidding. She smiled and kissed me on my cheeks and said “that’s your gift from me” and then she left. Then I realized how foolishness it was on my part to let her go. I could have.! Any ways, now it was of no sense. Thereafter, I witnessed a strange change in her behavior. She now used to visit our home very often and tease me by unhooking her upper buttons while talking to me, Washing clothes in front of my window outside her home with her boobs pooping out, putting water on her breast as if trying to cool off herself in the hot sunlight, looking at my tool again & again while talking to me….. She was like desperate but I cud not take any initiative as I feared that she might refuse and make things public. One night while I was sitting on my window looking at stars in the sky (it was a beautiful hot summer night) her window pane opened, and to my surprise it was she coming out. She stared at me in for a long time, then removed her shirt fully…… oh she was only in her bra with moonlight falling on her cleavage. She pumped her bust a little as if positioning her bra and then lifted the cloth on the wall outside and put it on, again gave me a sexy look and then went outside. Now this was unbearable for me. I cud not resist any further. I decided that I will fuck her the very next time a get a chance. Next day I asked my mom that I would go a get the milk from Laali’s house and she said okay. When I went there, laali was very surprised to see me. She was like awesome to look at as her nipples very clearly visible as if she was not wearing any bra. I asked her for the milk to which she apologized saying that her cow was ill and gave only a little milk which she had kept for herself (She was staring at me in full lust). I teasingly asked her “Then why don’t u give me ur own milk” ( I meant what she had kept for herself). She suddenly got up, lifted her shirt up with her tits pointed towards my face and said “okay try it, see if something comes out”. I was like in heaven to see those white, milky, round, firm, perky tits in front of my naked eyes and that too with an invitation of milking them. I touched them as if in disbelief & pressed them to feel their softness. I was not taking my eyes off from them. Then I looked at laali…. She was enjoying it like a hungry seductive slut. She was moaning, keeping her eyes closed. With a green signal from her, I was ready to rampage her pussy but restrained because it was daylight and they were a joint family with her uncle and cousins there also. I kissed her on her lips. I tried to detach my mouth from hers but she was like sticking to me and saying “go baby go.. fuck me, I am all yours”. I somehow managed to detach my lips and made her sit down and said “ andhere mein meri jaan, raat hone do…. “. She grabbed me and hugged me tightly with her bare soft boobs against my chest. I was getting wilder.