Hello guys, I am back with another part of my story. If you are a new reader, please read the first part to follow the storyline. So, without wasting more time, let’s get back to my horny encounter.
Like I said, I went to my room and started masturbating with my milf landlady Ankita’s panty wrapped around my big cock. I was so horny back then that I forgot that my room’s door lock was faulty. So, sometimes if someone pushes it hard, the door opens.
I was moaning Ankita’s name while I masturbated and then suddenly, my door gets opened. And believe me guys, I was not ready for that situation! Then Ankita entered my room and saw me sniffing her panties with one hand on my thick cock.
Ankita: Arre sorry-sorry main bhi bina knock kiye ghus gayi (she said while covering her eyes).
Me (searching for my pants): Arre, (no words were coming out of my mouth this was such an embarrassing incident).
Ankita’s husband (trying to enter the room): Arre kya ho gaya?
Ankita (pushing her husband out of the room): Arre kuch nahi, Siddharth so raha tha, maine galti se usko jaga diya.
I was totally shocked and relieved at the same time, since I was assuming that she might tell her husband and then they would kick me out of the house. Since she saved me, I thought to explain the situation so that I could re-gather her trust. So I decided to talk about that after dinner. After dinner, our conversation went like this.
Me: Ankita, I am sorry for what you saw today.
Ankita: …
Me: Please maaf kar do, aage se aisa nahi karunga.
Ankita: Sid, aage se kiya naa, to tumhare mummy papa ko complaint kar doongi.
Me: Sorry, Ankita.
Ankita: Waise main isliye ghus gayi, kyunki tumne mera naam liya. Mujhe laga kuch kaam hoga par yaha to kisi aur kaam mein mera naam use ho raha tha. Aisa kyun?
Me (dtaring at her): Wo darasal…
Ankita: Siddharth, tumhe ab girlfriend ki zaroorat hai. Ye sab airi-gairi harkate band kar do.
Me: Mujhe aaj kal ki ladkiya pasand nahi aati.
Ankita: To kya mere jaisi middle-aged married moms pasand aati hai kya?
Me: Haa.
Ankita (her face turning red): Ufff, I was not expecting that. Why Siddharth, what’s wrong with you? Aur mere mein kya acha dikhta hai?
Me: Everything, aapki sundarta (in some occasions, the word ‘sundarta’ means ‘boobs’).
Ankita: Hatt pagal kahi ka. Sudhar jaa. Waise wo panty nikal ke rakho, main aati hu lene. Ya rakhne ka irada hai?
Me: Ji, Ankita madam (we both stared at each other as if we both were waiting for each other to go for the first move).
Then I went back to my room happily. Since then I got to know that my married landlady was open minded and was an attention seeker. This made my mind more eager to fuck her and by the thought of this, I again got a boner.
Then I started searching for the panty instead of wasting any more time. Just when I found her panty, Ankita entered my room!
Ankita: Lao do meri chaddi (she came forward, as I moved my hand forward to her).
Ankita (glancing at my boner): Siddharth, itna josh aata kaha se hai?
Me: Ankita, wo tumhari panty ko jab dekhta hu to apne aap jati hai.
Ankita: Aisa kyun? Ye to bas ek kapda hai.
Me: Kapde mein main tumhari smell aur ass imagine karta hu.
Ankita (her face getting red): Ye kaisi soch hai, aur room mein itni garmi achanak se kaise aa gayi?
Ankita: Aur wo kuch karo apne chhote chetan ka. Bahut bada ho raha hai.
Me: Haa sorry, fir ye dekhna pada aapko.
Ankita: Waise kya tum mujhe ek baar dikhaoge? Nahi chhodho, main bhi kya baate kar rahi hu. Senior hokar in cheezo ke liye motivate, chhodho.
Me (almost taking my cock out): Ab itna ho hi gaya hai to dekh lijiye. Well, here I was trying to make my first move while keeping my life at stakes.
Ankita was looking at my throbbing dick and big balls full of cum. I could hear as she gulped her own saliva. Then I stroked my uncut big cock slowly as my balls started swinging up and down.
Ankita (her voice was shivering): Siddharth..
Me: Kya hua, acha nahi hai? Main soch hi raha tha shave karne se acha dikhega ya nahi.
Ankita ran towards the door and closed it.
Ankita: Bahut saal ho gaye isko dekhe, warna tumhare uncle to meri pregnancy ke baad mushkil se ek-do baar, wo bhi andhere mein pakdaya karte the.
Me: Koi baat nahi ab dekh lijiye. Waise kya ye uncle se bada hai?
Ankita: Pata nahi (she stared down my cock as she said).
Me: Ankita, touch karogi to mujhe bhi acha lagega.
Ankita: Chee-chee, main nahi karungi.
Me: Arre one time. Touch karke feel kar lo.
Then Ankita came near me and was hesitating to touch my cock. I simply grabbed her hand and placed upon my big cock.
Ankita: Ye to garam hai.
And the milf slowly stroked my cock, giving me a sensuous handjob.
She was enjoying every bit of it. With every stroke, my balls were hitting her bangles which made as sweet jingling noise. Her heavy breaths were syncing with my breaths. The fan was off, so we were both drenched in sweat.
I removed my shirt and asked her to remove her nighty as well. She hesitated at first, but I told her that if she went back in sweat her husband might question her. She agreed to remover her nighty, only if I close my eyes. So, I pretended to close my eyes.
The milf landlady turned around from me and started removing her nighty. Slowly, I could see her thick legs and her fat ass. She was wearing a black panty which was little tight for her ass while on the upper part she was wearing a laced black bra.
She then turned around and again grabbed my cock. I then opened my eyes. She was little shy, but I made her feel comfortable.
Me: Dekho maine bola tha naa aap ki sundarta ka koi jawaab nahi.
Ankita: Kya tum bhi ab. Kitni der aur? Jaldi maal nikaalo, yaha aur der hui to uncle to bhi dikhana apna big lund.
Me: Ankita, aap chair par baitho legs upar karke, mera kaam ho jayega.
Ankita: Tum shakal se bhole ho, par buddhi in cheezo mein sabse aage.
Then she went back and sat on the chair spreading her legs. Her pussy was trying to peek from her tight panty which she was trying to hide as she felt little uncomfortable.
Me: Aap har jagah se sundar ho Ankita. Aap kuch matt chupao, agar chupana hi hai to hath rakh lo.
Ankita: Pata nahi, tumhe acha laga?
Me: Panty utaar deti to aur acha hota.
Ankita: Acha, theek hai.
I was surprised by how she obeyed me instantly. I knew that she also wanted to feel good. My sexy landlady removed her panty and her hairy pussy was out. It was of perfect shape. I assumed uncle didn’t fuck her good.
Then I went near her and started stroking faster. Her breaths got heavier and faster. Her boobs jiggled and the mangalsutra between those mountains was swinging forward and backward as she took long breaths. Just then, I busted my nut over her sweaty big tits and her bra! She was startled.
Me (moaning): Ankita ji…
Ankita: Oh, kitna garam hai ye. Upar se kahi aur nahi maar sakte the. Poori bra geeli kar di.
Me: Panty se poch lo.
Ankita: Main chalti hu, aur haa ye first aur last hona chahiye, warna dekhna.
Me (trying to be sarcastic): Is baar aap kya dikhaogi?
Ankita walked out of my room. I could see her face of satisfaction and greedy at the same time, as if she wanted something more out of this. But the real problem was her family.
The next morning, we had breakfast and uncle went down to handle the shop. Ankita was washing utensils on the basin. She was wearing a new nighty which she tucked around her waist exposing her legs to show.
I went behind her back and grabbed her ass. I felt that she wasn’t wearing a panty, since I almost touched my milf landlady’s sweaty hairy pussy. She got startled and tried to resist a little. Then she pushed me a little back.
Ankita: Kya kar rahe ho Siddhart, koi dekh lega?
Me: Koi nahi dekhega.
Ankita: Maine bola naa wo last tha. Ab aage kuch karoge to main pakka bol doongi. Aage se choona matt mujhe.
Me: Okay.
She thought I would go back and started washing again. But this time, I sat down and pushed my face in her ass and started licking her pussy. She resisted at first, but then her legs started shaking. I could feel her pushing herself down as if she wanted to sit on my face.
Ankita: S..ss..Sid… please matt karo.
I continued to play with her pussy. Sometimes, I licked her ass crack. I was so horny that I didn’t mind cleanliness. I just wanted to eat her fat ass. Then I started shaking. I assumed that she was going to cum and mostly will piss. So, I turned her around by grabbing her waist fast enough and just then she pissed on my t-shirt and fortunately my shirt absorbed all her juices. She was ashamed and she didn’t look at me.
Ankita turned around and started washing again.
Me: Ankita, aapne to poora nehla diya mujhe apni baarish mein.
Ankita: …
Then I tried to look at her face and saw a satisfying smile and some tears of satisfaction in her eyes. Her kajal was messed up her lips were shaking, as if she bit them hard.
Me: Main change kar leta hu.
Then I kissed her neck. As I went back, I was assuming that she would feel loved and not think as I was using her as an object. After that I heard a serious conversation,
Uncle: Ankita, ab kya kar sakta hu. Mere dost ke bete ki shaadi hai. Nahi jaunga to usko acha nahi lagega.
Ankita: Fir chhotu (her son) ke exams bhi aane waale hai. Iski tuitions sab miss ho jayenge.
Uncle: Siddharth ke paas chhodh dete hai.
Ankita: Wo bechara college jayega ya bachha sambhaalega? Aap jayiye, main nahi jaa rahi.
Uncle: Theek hai, tab raho yahi pe. Main bol doonga tumhari tabiyat theek nahi hai.
Ankita: Kab wapas aayenge aap?
Uncle: Pata nahi, ek hafta shayad.
Ankita: Ek hafta? Shop kon kholega fir?
Uncle: Uski zaroorat nahi padegi. Agar mann kare to khol lena.
Ankita: Theek hai.
After dinner, uncle called me and said to take care of her wife and child while he was gone away. Since I was the only male big enough to take actions if something goes wrong.
The next day uncle went away leaving me and Ankita all alone. I thought this was an excellent chance and I just had to seduce Ankita enough. So, I started my moves.
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