Singapore Singari – Part 1
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Submit Report This story is part of the Singapore Singari series I am Veeru, writing here for the first time. About me: I am 60 years young, a seasoned lover. I started my career at the age of 19 and since then, have successfully completed 42 years of active love-making, enjoying the company of more than 1000 hot and horny females. I have never gone to any professional prostitutes nor visited any red-light areas. I was lucky enough to meet good, hot, and horny females who wanted to be satisfied in life, and I have successfully given them immense pleasure and satisfaction. They all invite me again and again for that enjoyment. I have always enjoyed the company of housewives, working females, professionals like nurses, doctors, teachers, maids, and many spinsters. This is all thanks to the training and coaching given by my Guru Savithri, who was my first love and taught me well in not only satisfying a female in bed but also in identifying a demanding female. Our females are quite conservative and do not openly express their desires nor go out with guys easily. However, once you identify a hot female who is in need of a good lover, it is easy to take her to bed. Those techniques were all taught to me by my Savithri. I shall write my experiences here regularly. I work as a General Manager of Marketing for a well-reputed company. Currently, I am based in Cochin, having recently shifted from Mumbai. I belong to Kerala and was born and brought up here. For my career, I have been to various places like Mumbai, Chennai, Bangalore, Hyderabad, Ahmedabad, Delhi, and others, and I visit almost all towns and cities in India regularly. So, I was fortunate enough to enjoy the company of females from all places in India, and it has been a marvelous experience. Regarding myself, I am quite tall, almost 6 feet, with a well-built body, broad shoulders and chest, and well-endowed with a long and thick tool of almost 8 inches. I know well how to satisfy a demanding and horny female in bed. Every female is different from the other, and after the initial kiss, touch, and fondling, I can understand what the female needs and accordingly act, play, and perform to satisfy her fully. I do a lot of foreplay and tease the lady to a great extent, and she will demand insertion. I have a good capacity to stay and hold for a long time inside once I enter and can pump in for a long time without releasing until she cries for mercy. I also do a lot of foreplay and prepare her for a long session. I use my tongue, lips, fingers, and moustache very effectively to generate heat and make her ready to receive me inside her. With this introduction, let me now start my story. This is not a story nor a fantasy; it is my own personal experience and how I developed into a good lover in bed. My first love was with my neighbor, Savithri, who was 46 years old at that time. Her husband was Krishnan Nair, whom she used to call Krish. They had three children: the elder was a boy, Madhu, who was one year older than me and my close friend, and the other two daughters, Renuka and Rema, who were younger than me. The family stayed just opposite our house, and there was a road in our colony in front of our house. I could see their compound and their kitchen, and also their first floor with an open terrace. Savithri used to sweep their compound, and I used to see her sitting in my house. I could see her armpits with round black patches due to sweat. Savithri always wore a saree and blouse. She was not very tall (about 5.5 feet); not fair but not dark (medium-complexioned); not a very good-looking lady but reasonably beautiful, with medium hair and a very fast-moving female. She got angry for anything and everything and used to shout at everyone for no reason. My friends used to say that she was too hot and not getting enough from her husband, and she was venting out her frustration by shouting at everyone. My friends used to say that if she got a good, satisfying lover, she would calm down, and she would be a real hot pot in bed and difficult to satisfy. However, she didn’t look like a sex bomb nor sexy, but now, after my experience with her for almost 20 years, I can say she was a real hottie. Savithri had a very average figure: 34C bra, 36 waist, and huge butts of almost 38. As she was not very tall, she didn’t have curves at the back, but she used to respond and scream when I used to play with her hips and navel. She had a tight pussy despite three deliveries, always clean-shaven, and used to maintain a little hair in her armpits. There are many others in this, and I shall introduce them all in my subsequent episodes, as this is a novel. My connection with Savithri gave me the opportunity for a daily love session. But through her, I could meet many hot females initially. And later, as I progressed in my life, I could satisfy many more females. Savithri had given me many lessons and advice, and I apply them even now in my life. I shall highlight all those lessons in my writing as youngsters and others can learn so many things, as we all need to enjoy life, irrespective of whether we are males or females. Savithri used to tell me, “This one is hot and not satisfied, I shall get her for you,” and then she would talk to her and ultimately lay her in bed. The first lesson I learned from her is, “Every female is an opportunity for a man, and every man is an opportunity for a female.” This means every female wishes and needs men other than her husband, and every man wishes and needs females other than his own wife. However happy a female is, still inside her mind, she wishes for other guys, and similarly, every man wishes for other females. But in our society, no one tells this openly and expresses this openly, but given an opportunity, everyone wants more. She has categorically informed that you can lay any female you want or wish. And similarly, a female can get any guy she wants or wishes.
The only point to remember is that one should move and create that opportunity. With this introduction, let me start my first experience of how I got my first love session in my life. My father was a senior Kerala Government officer, and my mother was working in a bank. My only sister was younger than me. We were staying in a residential colony with about 250 houses and a few empty plots where construction was going on. All were independent villas. After moving to the new house, the house opposite to ours was constructed, and the contractor informed us that the owner was in Singapore and was returning to India, and he was constructing the house. It was a two-storied house with a small terrace on the first floor and an open terrace on the second floor. There was a little compound on all four sides of the house. This is “Singapore Villa” — the name of the house. After the construction was over, the house was ready for occupation. One day, a gentleman visited our house and met my parents. He was the younger brother of Krish and informed that Krish and family were expected from Singapore the following week, and the following Sunday would perform the housewarming. He had come to invite all of us for the ceremony. The following Sunday, my parents, myself, and my sister visited the house at 8 am to participate in the function. Krish and Savithri welcomed us and introduced themselves to my parents, and showed us the entire house. It was a huge house with separate rooms for 3 children, two rooms for guests, and a master bedroom that was so huge. The bathrooms had bathtubs, which were new to us as we had never had such facilities in our houses. From their first-floor terrace, our house was clearly seen, and you could even talk to each other as it was just across the road. Krish introduced Savithri, his wife, then son Madhu, and the daughters Renuka and Rema. Savithri was smiling and talking to my mother. She asked me about my studies. My parents invited them to our house after they had settled in their house. A few days after their shift, Madhu became my close friend, and I started visiting their house regularly. Similarly, Savithri was visiting our house to meet my mother for various things, as she was new to the place. There was a telephone in our house as my father was a senior Government Officer. In those days, telephones were not very common. My mother used to take Savithri to the market, arrange a maid for them, arrange for the milkman, etc. In short, both families became very close. Krish was going to a parallel college to teach Maths and English. He used to go by 8.30 in the morning and return late around 9 pm only, after the evening classes. The children went to school, and Madhu and myself were in the same college. During the daytime, Savithri used to be alone at home. I was in 1st year of college and was preparing for my exam. My classes were from 1 pm to 6 pm. Mornings I used to be free and at home. I started masturbation at that time. My voice became rough, and I started getting hair on my face, mustache, and hair around the groin area, etc. I started attracting girls and started looking at females, their boobs, butts, etc. My classmates were all talking about sex, and many guys were telling stories of how they fucked their servant maids, etc. My friends in my colony were commenting about Savithri as a hot female, and she wanted sex but was not getting it at home, etc. Many of them were teasing me, saying I could get her as I was a very regular visitor to their house. We used to buy and read sex books, and that was the only entertainment as there were no porn or such activities. We used to exchange books among friends. Rasvanthi magazine was the most popular book we used to buy and read. Savithri was very loving towards me. She used to give me food, sweets, milk, etc., whenever I visited their house. She used to hug me and many times kiss me on the forehead with love and passion. I never felt any sexy feeling or any such thoughts. When my friends started telling me that she would be a bomb in bed and she was too hot, etc., they were all seniors to me by age and had enjoyed and experienced sex with their maids. I started looking at our maid as I also started getting the desire to enjoy. Our maid was Kavitha, who was around 40 years old, married to a drunkard, and mother of two children – a son and a daughter. She was always smiling and a very pleasant female. I started masturbating, thinking of her. But Savithri came into my mind, and I started watching her closely. I started to observe her when I sat in my house, when she used to sweep her compound, then when she used to dry clothes on the terrace, whenever she used to move inside her house when I visited her house, then when she visited my house, etc. I used to get a glance of her boobs in between her pallu, then her belly, butts when she walks, etc. I started getting a kick in my Johnny and started getting hard. I started thinking of her in every handshake and when I released cum, used to scream Savithri… Savithri, etc. Overall, my passion to fuck her increased day by day. Slowly, my maid Kavitha got erased from my mind. My friends always used to tease me, saying I was not enjoying my maid and also Savithri, despite having such opportunities. My closest friend, Sasi, said, “Had I been in your place, I would have fucked both Kavitha and Savithri… you are so lucky as you have tremendous opportunities, but you continue to do handshakes… go ahead and jump on them, they will give you ‘etc.’…” My other friend, Ajith, said, “You are a fool… You don’t know what you are missing… You know I fuck my maid Kamala in the bathroom as I don’t have such a facility like you, as you are alone at home after your parents go to work.” These discussions made me hotter, and I wanted a fuck urgently. It was a Saturday, and I had no class.
My parents were going to go to a function at another place, and they were taking Kavitha along with them. In the morning, after breakfast, around 9 am, they left in our car. Kavitha came by at 7 am, prepared breakfast, and prepared lunch for me. She was wearing a pink saree, a matching blouse, and I could see the black bra straps clearly as the blouse was very thin and had see-through material. I could also see her huge boobs, and I knew she had a good pair of tits. Also, as she had dressed herself very formally. I could see her navel, the curvaceous curves of her back, and overall, she was a very sexy lady. She had long hair and was wearing jasmine flowers in her hair, and overall, she was looking like a sex bomb. My Johnny was very impatient and wanted a shake immediately. She aroused me and made me very horny. As she was also going with my parents, I couldn’t expect anything to happen. I was waiting for them to leave so that I could give Johnny a good shake and release the cum. They left by 9, and I came inside my room, took out the Rasvanthi book that my friend Ajith gave me the previous day. I came hurriedly to my room and took the book, removed my shorts and underwear, and t-shirt, and became fully nude with my hard-erected Johnny in its full form of 8 inches. I lay down in my bed and started reading it, and slowly started jerking and teasing the leaking dick head with my thumb, and was slowly getting into full form by increasing speed. I was getting great pleasure, and the book made me excited so much as the guy was fucking his neighbour aunty in the story. I was screaming, “Savithri… Savithri…” etc., fantasizing about Savithri. Almost 30 minutes must have passed, and I was at my peak and was about to shoot the load. Suddenly, someone snatched the book from my hand. I was shocked to see Savithri standing in front of me and going through the Rasvanthi, and also glancing at my fully erect Johnny. We both were shocked to see each other. She looked at my Johnny and had a good view of the erected 8-incher. I never expected her to enter, nor did she expect me to be fully nude like that, with an erect dick in my hand, masturbating, that too shouting her name. We were in shock for a few seconds, and suddenly she shouted, “What’s this? What are you doing? Who is Savithri? Where is she? I never thought you were so bad and doing such an act instead of studying books… Who gave you this book? Who taught you this dirty act? Where is your mom? I want to meet her…” etc. I was in shock and still couldn’t say a word. And slowly, the erection was loosening, and my dick became flaccid. I started to cry and fell at her feet and caught her legs tightly. I didn’t know what to say or what to do. “If she tells this to my mom, then that’s the end for me,” I was thinking. So, I cried more and more, as I was too afraid. She snatched the book and saw the other book lying on my table and took both books and then said, “Oh, you have good stocks of such material… let your mom come… I will show her and tell her what I saw…” Saying this, she slowly moved out of my room. I begged her, crying, “No, aunty…please do not tell her… and my Dad will beat me and push me out of the house…” She didn’t listen to any of these and walked out of my house. Savithri slowly walked out of my house. She was also equally disturbed like me, not in her usual bubbly mood. I could make it out. She is very aggressive and always very fast, but here, she was slowly walking towards our gate. I could make out she was very depressed and disturbed. I thought my action must have made her like this, which she wouldn’t have expected. Then I was tremendously afraid, as she is very close to my mom, and she would tell this to her for sure. Thinking that, I wept, and with tears flowing from my eyes, I closed the doors and fell into my bed. ***** Rest, we will see in the next episode. Hope you liked this small beginning. I shall share all my experiences of the past 42 years, which can give you some new lessons. Please provide your feedback at [email protected]