I am a 23 yr old normal gal with a very normal, rather boring social life currently working in Pune. I have always fantasized about making out with older men. I like stories of older men trying to touch gals in buses and cinema theatres but unfortunately or fortunately no such incident ever happened in my life. I could never gather enough courage to seduce anyone. I passed out of school and joined college staying in a hostel only to hope that probably i will have a professor or some local security guard who would initiate something someday but even that hope failed after successfully completing my degree. I did however have a few lesbian experiences which i do not wish to discuss as they weren’t very exciting honestly. I desperately wanted to get FUCKED so hard. I had to shift my house as the one i was staying for rent was to be vacated for some reasons. I finally found a huge house which had tenants staying downstairs and i had a room upstairs. I was not interested to meet the tenants downstairs as i didn’t want them to later interfere in my life. There was a small garden in the backyard of the house with a swing and sitting on it staring into the sky while listening to music was one thing i loved to do. One such day while i was in my own world, sitting on the swing, heard a crash and a scream. I immediately jumped to my feet and turned around and heard someone call for help form the house below. I went to the front door and knocked but no one opened. The door was already left ajar and so i let myself in. I entered the hall and heard the shout from the adjacent room. When i went inside i saw a middle aged man about 45, on the floor, in extreme pain and a shelf of books fallen down on his plastered leg. I immediately went to lift him off the ground and helped him to the bed. He was still moaning in pain. I got him some water from the kitchen and then as he relaxed our eyes met for the 1st time. He looked like an extremely athletic man with a great personality and sharp features and a radiating face. Strong arms, with a broad-chest. A HUNK is what i would call him. I could not even think of calling him uncle!! I just smiled and told him that i am Shikha (named changed) and was the tenant who lives upstairs. He managed to give me a smile thanking me graciously. The tension that had built up because of his fall failed to make me realize that we were both alone in that room. We exchanged casual talks about our background etc and i came to know that he is a retired army personnel and his wife and kid were in native in Varanasi for a relative’s wedding and he had just had a bad fall from the stairs due to which he got his leg fractured about a month ago and hence could not attend the wedding. So he had to do the chores around the house himself and he expressed his concern over the same. I offered to help him in whichever way i could till his family came back. I asked him if he needed something then for which he shook his head and said no and bidding him goodnight i walked back up to my room. As i walked up i had this strange feeling I never experienced before with a man. About 30 minutes ago as i sat on that swing thinking about my boring life i never ever expected such a turn around. I was happy and scared at the same time. Then i recollected the incident in my head and that’s when it flashed how his strong hands felt in my hand as i tried to lift him off the ground and how his hands touched my shoulder and waist as he tried to sit on the bed. I had dinner and dozed off thinking about the incident.
I came back from work next day in a hurry to visit the uncle and enquire if he is doing ok. As i was about to ring the doorbell coincidently the door opened and i saw uncle standing at the door all tall and dressed up looking so DAMN handsome. He seemed perfectly fine. I asked him if he was going out and he said he was going to sit in the garden. So i helped him to the swing and sat right next to him. We spoke till about 7 pm and then when i was about to leave he invited me for dinner. His servant had already cooked food and left it for him. So i served food for him and sat to eat with him. His family was coming back in 3 weeks. Over the next few days we became very close. I used to talk about work and my friends and he used to tell me about his life in the Army. He was a very jovial person and made me laugh so much. I spent most of my time over the weekend at his place. Every time i said i wanted to go back up he would act as if he was going to fall and make me stay. We even started boozing at his place. He had the finest collection of liquor. His plaster came off that weekend and he seemed to be able to do a lot more things himself. Amidst all this although we never spoke anything about sex i could feel that we had a special connection and the way he would look at me and talk sometimes made me feel that he was interested to get closer. One such night as i was about to leave to go to my house he acted as if he was about to fall. I replied saying that his plaster is off and now he can manage everything himself. I smiled, bid him goodnight and was about to open the door when he grabbed my hand and said… “Not everything”. My smile just faded off my face immediately and my heart stopped beating right there. He pulled my closer, pinned me against the wall and cupped my cheek with his palm and said, “Shikha, don’t tell me you don’t feel anything inside, cause i can see it in your eyes that you want me as bad as i want you.” I just looked down and he kissed on my forehead. I said “but” and he just placed his finger on my lips and kissed my cheek and said “no buts”. I was breathing heavily and my boobs were rubbing against his strong chest. My legs were growing weaker. His palm went further down to my neck and then my shoulders. We both now stared into each other’s eyes and he pulled me closer hugging me so tightly and kissed my lips. He was so passionate. I could feel his tongue dart into my mouth searching for my tongue and sucking it like crazy. I was a little scared to respond but he was holding me so lovingly. Even in his strong arms i never felt hurt or bruised. He continued to clutch me tighter as he tried to probe deeper into my mouth. We kissed for so long with our tongues entwined with each other. His hands slowly tying to slide down to my waist. By now i was turned on and i was also hugging him really tight. I turned our position around to pin him against the wall and started to kiss his lips again. He was wearing a collared shirt and i unbuttoned the 1st 2 buttons and started kissing him on his chest.
I must say that a little hair on chest on men is a great turn on for women. He pushed his head back and closed his eyes and i continued to kiss his chest trying to savor all the scent that his manly body was giving out with a deep breath. I ran my fingers all the way down from his arm to his fingers and we had our hands clasped so tight. I took his hands and wrapped them around my waist again. We just could not stop kissing…i was wearing spaghetti with a shirt over it and a short denim skirt which is my favorite. When i am at home i usually don’t wear panties or bra and needless to say i was naked beneath the denim and the spaghetti top. Uncle took my shirt off so skillfully that i didn’t even realize it as i was busy kissing him. He was about to take my spaghetti off when i asked him to stop. I had seen a lot of XXX by then and i had always wanted to suck a guy’s dick. I wanted to work out my fantasy on him right then and there. I looked into his eyes, took his hands away from my waist on either side, slowly sat down… as i went down my boobs were rubbing against his chest and slowly i felt a bulge, his dick against my boobs as i sat down. He was also wearing a Jean and even then his erection was so prominent. I unzipped his jean and loosened it a little. I could smell his juices outside his jockey. I rubbed my cheek against his jockey and it felt so warm. I nudged it a little with my nose and chin. I pulled his jean further down. I could see that his balls were trying to peep out a little from the sides of the jockey. I held his thighs really tight from the back as i sat down and slowly started to lick his balls 1st from the sides. He immediately let out a moan which turned me on more. This was my 1st time and it was nice to see someone so mature, enjoy it. I continued to lick his balls form the sides outside his jockey. Then i went further down and licked his inner thighs. Licked them, kissed them, sucked them a little on either side, nibbled and bit him softly. We were both enjoying every moment immensely. When he could control no more and said “please suck me”, i slowly slid the jockey down his masculine thighs. I am not sure about the sizes of dicks that men have but the 1st one that i saw was definitely a really large one. Uncle’s cock just sprung right up outside the bounds of the jockey and brushed against my chin. I looked into his eyes before taking my position. I could see some pre cum at the tip of his dick. He was so pink and big, throbbing. I slowly grabbed it with my left hand and buried my nose deep into his pubic hair which was trimmed clean and short. I rubbed and softly dragged my lips from the hair till the tip of his dick and with one shot just sucked the whole of his dick with all my passion. He gave out a gasp. I sucked him again from the tip till the end and continued to stroke his balls with my fingers…he had his hands now holding my head trying to push his cock deeper down my throat. I continued to suck him like a kid sucking a Popsicle. I was getting breathless and i let go for 2 seconds to take a breath or two. Then again with all my force sucked him hard…until he said “Shikha, STOP! I am going to cum.” I didn’t want him to cum so soon. So i took him till the peak and then stopped sucking him.
We looked into each other’s eyes lovingly and now uncle could not control anymore. He lifted me up and pushed me against the wall again and made me wrap my legs around his waist. He looked at my boobs which were so erect now. My nipples could be seen outside my top trying to tear the top out and go free. He pulled the neck of my spaghetti down on one side and my left boob was out. He put my entire boob in his mouth and sucked it with his eyes closed like a baby. Playing with the nipple and rolling his tongue all this while my legs still wrapped around his waist and his dick touching my ass. I was trying to grab onto the walls. I was unable to withstand the pleasure this was bringing to my body. I pulled my right boob also out and took his head and placed my boob into his mouth which he sucked again for a long time. I then held both my boobs together and he was desperately trying to eat both my nipples together. I was now having a tingling session in my pussy and could feel that i was getting very wet. Uncle pulled my t-shirt over my head and threw it away and then grabbed both my hands on either side and stared kissing me again on my lips. Sometimes he would fondle my boobs, sometimes pinch my waist, sometimes grab my neck and kiss me, but every single thing that he did was absolutely mind-blowing. He carried me to the nearest sofa. We couldn’t wait to get to the bedroom. He was so gentle at times and yet manly at the same time handling me in the most delicate way. He dropped me on the sofa and immediately kneeled down and lifted my thighs and kept it both on his shoulders. My skirt was almost up and i was now so shy that uncle could see my shaven pussy so clearly. He parted my pussy lips and touched my clit with the tip of his tongue. Even under such passionate circumstances i really don’t know how uncle could keep his patience and not just pounce on me. I guess that comes with age and experience. He licked the tip of my clit for about 2 minutes and then slowly the lick started to spread around. Very soon uncle was licking me like a thirsty dog drinking water. He was kneading my boobs while licking with one hand and the other was trying to find my pussy hole where he needed to fuck me soon. I had heard from a lot of my friends that fucking for the 1st time could be painful. I was scared and yet i needed him so badly i was ready to bear anything that night. Uncle slowly and very dexterously slid his finger inside. I could feel the wetness just flow out and the juices drip down my thighs onto the sofa. I guess uncle probably knew that this was my 1st time and so he continued to ease my pain by licking me all the time and comforting me. He slowly inserted 2 fingers. The finger fucking lasted for about 5 minutes. Then he took his fingers out…Rubbed it on his cock. He came up…Lifted my skirt up a little more and lay on me. Our eyes we fixed at each other now. He slowly took his dick and rubbed it against my pussy. He kissed me with every move of his. He slowly, very slowly inserted his cock into my love hole. It hurt very little. But the feeling that you get when a cock slides into your pussy for the 1st time is something unforgettable. He slowly started to rock. He hugged me and rocked. We both rocked like 2 lovers madly deeply engaged in this expression of love. Even while fucking me he never let go off my boobs. He constantly touched them and caressed them and sucked them and ensured that they were getting proper attention. Every time he reached the peak he would let me know and then he would stop for about 15 seconds to start rocking again. Finally after about 30 minutes he said “Shikha, i cannot control anymore baby, i want to pump all my love into you”. I tightened my cunt around his cock while his cock was still inside me which they say gives men a lot of pleasure. I just smiled which he took as an approval and then he fucked me like a mad dog moaning and calling my name softly….Shikhaaaa….aaaa…huh…he buried his face in between my tits. And i could feel him cum inside me… He lay silent on me for a while and then lifted his head and kissed my lips and said “I am glad i broke my leg”. We both laughed hugging each other tight. That night i did not go back up to my room. Needless to say, uncle and i explored each and every part of our body till about 3 AM until we fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke up with a feeling of someone sucking my nipples. I opened my eyes to see that uncle was already so hard like an iron rod. We fucked 1st thing in the morning. In about 3 days his family was going to come back. We made the best use of the next 3 days. I even took sick leave to stay at home to be with uncle. Over the next 2yrs that i stayed there we fucked several times, in several positions and in several different rooms. Now i have shifted from that house but i miss uncle a lot and we are still in touch. The only problem is we still fuck whenever we can but cannot fuck whenever we want. I no longer lose any sleep over getting fucked as uncle satisfies me so well.
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