Sex with horny marwadi neighbour aunty
Hello friends, this is my first story. I am Raj (name changed for obvious reasons). I am lean, mid 30s now, had a lot of fun in my life. Suddenly, I got the idea to write about my sext experiences and here I am. Turning the page, I don’t forget this lady till now. This is an incident from my college days, I was studying engineering in Pune and was living in Kothrud. I was living with 2 of my friends in a house. I was the only student with 2 of my friends who were working. I usually bunk my college and do studies at home. As most of the time I was alone, I was looking for a mature woman to fuck which I never had experienced before. Next to my apartment, there were 2 rented flats, where a marwadi couple got shifted recently. The man was a businessman and was supplying stuff to local stores and the lady of the story – Manna aunty – had wide hips, thick thighs, medium boobs sharp eyes. I noticed in her, that she seemed always looking for something around. She was always using her saree pallu on her head and it seemed they came from a village to Pune. A few days later, my marwadi neighbour aunty was dropping her kid to school and saw me in the corridor. I was looking at her, but she was looking down and when I was about to move, I saw she was looking from the corner of her eye. This story continued for a month or so. I noticed her only at school drop time and pick up time – when she was going down via stairs and I was looking for her. On that Friday, I remember I bunked my classes and was staying home. I read a sex story and was feeling really horny. My friends usually go early to work and around 7 am, I was waiting for the lady. I got freshened up and went downstairs where the lady dropped her kid to the van. You can imagine the urge when you get horny early morning. I started going up and down the stairs to make it feel like an exercise. Around 8.00 am which was my marwadi neighbour aunty’s usual routine to come down, I was climbing up. Her kid was running ahead and she was trying to stop her. In this instance, her pallu dropped from her head and I noticed her brown eyes and was staring at her. She looked at me and observed me. She was blushing. I controlled myself and gave a smile. While returning up, I caught her on the stairs and said hello. She got to blushing again, tucked her pallu in her teeth, and ran away. I was very confused. I came back to my apartment, dropped my pajamas, and started stroking my dick thinking of the marwadi lady. I was standing on my door watching her door through the peephole. To my surprise, she opened the door, looked toward my door for a few seconds, and closed it again. I realized that I had my chance here. I started thinking about how I can start it. Meanwhile, I cummed on the door. Then I made a plan – during the weekend my friends will be there and so I thought about Monday. The next day Saturday morning, I woke up around 8. We 3 usually go for breakfast at the nearby stall to have Poha. I thought to try at 8.30. I got ready and was asking my friends to come down near the bikes. The lady didn’t show up. I was really nervous and eager to get on her. We had our breakfast and my friends were planning for a beer party in the evening. During the day, I was going out and came back several times. My mind was always thinking of her. I heard kids chatter and immediately, I ran to the door and prepared to pretend that I was going out. I saw my marwadi neighbour aunty standing at her door while the kid was running in the corridor. I jumped on the opportunity and started playing with her kid. She was standing and smiling. I asked the kid’s name. He was just 4 or 5, so he didn’t tell me the name. Then she spoke for the first time, “Niren is his name.” Her voice was similar to Rani Mukherjee to my surprise. I cracked a joke to her kid, he didn’t laugh but she was laughing and trying to make conversation. She asked me whether we cooked our own food. I said no as we were eating out mostly and taking a tiffin service nearby. She told me she can supply food if we need. I told her I will talk to my friends. Monday while going down, I caught her again on the stairs and told her both of my friends refused her food. But I had my own intentions. I said only I needed the food and she felt bad. But she agreed to give me food. She said, “You can come over to my house for food.” I was a step ahead now. I accepted and said I will come around 12 noon. I went home again, feeling really horny, and stroked my dick to calm down a bit. I got ready. I put on my boxers and some perfume and went to her house. Her house was neat. She said they don’t have dining and I needed to sit down. I sat down in the hall where she had kept some food items. She filled a plate and started serving me. While chit-chatting, I asked about her husband. He worked 7-9 daily and as I noticed, they came from the village to earn some good money. She was very talkative and I was just listening and observing her. She asked about my family. She said, “Aapke to bahot sare ladki friends honge?” (Do you have many female friends?) I understood what she meant and said, “Yes, I do. But you are the most beautiful woman than anyone.” My marwadi neighbour aunty was blushing and tried to serve me rice. That time, her pallu dropped a little bit and I got the first glimpse of her boobs. I got my ears red. I was getting a boner. I was literally staring at her, her hip movements were making me crazy. I tried to control myself. I had my lunch and was standing up. She noticed my bulge and stopped talking. There was a long silence for a minute or so. I was really scared and said sorry. But then, I was seeing lust in her eyes. She was staring and not uttering a word. She was standing at the kitchen door and continued staring. I gathered courage and went close to her. She looked down and again looked at me and started staring. I saw full of lust in her eyes.