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Dear Reader, This is a story writen by rubysen who is a bengali female and most sensual writen at prsent
I like her writing very much, She writes for them who are fetish of armpit and oriental sex.
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Forbidden Game Of Pleasure
by rubysen ©
I was driving back from the airport after seeing off my husband, who was
off on tour for 10 days. As I drove through very light morning traffic, I
was thinking of the unusual happenings of last few days.
* * * * *
I am a housewife, happily (?) married for 18 years and mother of a 16 year
old daughter. At 39, I still have a lot of sexual urge, though my husband,
who is otherwise loving & caring, is not much bothered about it. We had a
very active sex life for first couple of years after marriage. After some
slow down in pace during the birth of my daughter, it picked up again. But
as he rose up the corporate ladder, he started coming back very late and
very exhausted. Sex started becoming less frequent and lost its charm. Now
he does have sex with me 3 to 4 times a month. But it's so colourless that
my physical desire is hardly met.
I have kept my weight under control (though I am a bit heavy at right
places) and my skin has retained the youthful lustre. Even now I do
attract admiring (and lustful) looks from men. But never even thought of
taking advantage. As a result of my conservative & orthodox upbringing I
was totally against enjoying sex outside marriage.
I have a group of close friends, all married, with whom I am in regular
touch. One of the common interests all of us share is sex and we share all
our secrets. Most of my friends lead sexually starved life. A few of them
indulge in lesbian sex between themselves and that keeps them happy. A few
have clandestine affairs with younger men. But both options were so long
'no, no' to me. I was reconciled to the idea that I have to take care of
my own physical desire on my own. But now I am in a situation, when
physical desires got better of my social inhibitions and I am in the
process of seducing a 18 year old boy. Last week, Raja, son of my
husband's friend, came to stay with us for a couple of weeks. Since we
have only a girl child, I am not used to having a young guy around at
home. Though the boy is very decent, initially I felt that his presence
was disturbing our family privacy. When a grown up man stays with you as
guest, he is out most of the day and whenever he is in; he is either in
the guestroom or in the living room. We have an attached bath with the
guestroom. So, there is no scope for the male guest to come into our
private areas. But Raja, being a young boy, was all the time hanging
around with my daughter & me.
At home, my daughter normally wears shorts or short skirts with sleeveless
T-shirts or such other dresses (I encourage her not to wear bra at home)
which expose her body a lot. Though during daytime I wear sari at home, I
prefer not to wear bra. I rarely shave my armpit, but often wear
sleeveless blouse at home. At times, particularly before bath, I am
without blouse & petticoat and wear just the sari on my naked body. In the
evening, well before dinner I change into a flimsy nightie, usually short
& sleeveless, without anything underneath. Since my hubby is the only man
around, we feel no uneasiness. Raja's presence around us made me feel
rather shy and embarrassed. My daughter, I felt, was also feeling the same
way but we could not talk about it. Neither could we could we change the
way we dressed.
Raja is a very friendly guy and both of us liked him. But after all he is
a young boy and obviously he has the natural sexual desires. Within a day
or two after he came, I started feeling apprehensive that my daughter may
be too much of an attraction for him. I, therefore, wanted to send away my
daughter and handle the young boy myself appropriately, without hurting
his feelings. Fortunately, her friends from school were going on an
excursion and I took this opportunity to send her away for two weeks.
After my daughter was gone Raja is all the time with me and has become
more and more close. He is very intelligent and can talk on any subject
with older people. As I spent more and more time with him, I became quite
fond of him and to my utter dismay I realised that I am feeling greedy
about his young body. He is a tall guy, about 6 feet, and though quite
lean has broad shoulders and strong limbs. His chest is nicely hairy and
that is a big attraction for me. One day, I went to his room early in the
morning to pick up something. He was fast asleep had only his shorts on.
His strong physique looked very inviting. He had a strong hard on and his
shorts looked like a tent. I was sure that the boy was well hung and my
attraction for him grew.
As my attraction for him was growing by the day, I also noticed that he
often looked at me in a special way. I felt that he was also becoming very
fond of me. His decent behaviour and intelligent talks created a great
impact on me. I started developing a feeling for him, which was certainly
not motherly affection for a young guy. It is the feeling of a woman
towards a man, whom she admires. I started touching him to show my
affection and he responded rather sharply. One day, I found an excuse to
embrace him and kissed him on his forehead. He responded by kissing me
back on my cheeks and I felt passion was showing on his lips.
On quite a few occasions, Raja lied down with me in my bed and was
physically too close. His attraction for me became evident as he put his
arms around my waist & hips and rested his head on my breasts. It was
quite obvious that he & I were attracted to each other, both emotionally
and physically. But before I took a plunge I wanted to make sure that this
handsome guy really had an attraction towards a woman like me, who could
be easily his mother. I had some romantic ideas in my mind and started
working on him.
I am very fond of watching movies. But my hubby has no time to accompany
me to movie halls and I usually go with my friends. I thought Raja would
be a great company for watching movies and one afternoon he & I went to a
movie. Though I drive our car myself for my personal use, Raja offered to
drive as he just got his licence. He assured me he can drive well and his
parents allow him to drive. I thought it was a good idea to be driven by a
man I admire and was happy to sit by his side. As I watched him driving, I
was enamoured at his manliness adorned by jeans and open neck red t-shirt.
As we got down in front of the movie hall, I held his hand and felt very
proud. A few young girls looked at us and I wondered what they thought. I
felt thrilled like a young woman going out with her boyfriend for the
first time.
We were seated in the last row in the upper floor. The spectators were
mostly youngsters and they were in the ground floor, where the tickets are
cheaper.The upper floor was almost deserted. It was an English movie with
a young heroine, who fell in love with her middle aged professor. When
they kissed for the first time, I couldn't help holding Raja's hand. I
felt wonderful as he softly pressed my hand and slowly brought it up to
his lips. I was totally enchanted as he touched the tips of my fingers
with his tongue. A little later, I kissed his hand softly to let him know
that I loved what he did. I wasn't sure how much of my emotions could be
shown and gradually disengaged my hand.
As the romantic scenes continued one after the other, I held his arm and
placed it around my waist. I felt so very secured at his strong arms.
After a while I realised I was completely moist with love, so much so that
juices of my love was dripping down my thighs. Then there was this scene
in which the girl and the man were swimming naked and both their backs
were shown in full nude as they undressed and jumped into water. The scene
became very exciting as they were kissing inside water. One could see the
hint of the girl's breast, with the man's hand on it. For me, the girl
scratching the man's hairy chest was most exciting. At this point of time,
Raja's hand firmly gripped my waist and I clutched his thigh with my nails
dipping in his skin thorough his jeans. As the scene was over, both of us
realised that we were emotionally & physically carried away too much and
withdrew our hands.
As the movie was over, none us left our seats but for completely different
reasons. I felt that my petticoat was wet and I was still dripping. I
wanted to check if my sari got wet also. Raja was obviously had a big hard
on and waited for it to subside. Finally after we came out, we both rushed
to toilets. Inside the closed doors, I wiped my thighs and pussy with
tissue and was relieved to see that wetness of my sari was not noticeable.
As I came out Raja was waiting for me and his hardness had disappeared. I
wondered if he jerked off or just had a pee.
As Raja drove the car I asked him how did he like the movie.
He said with a broad smile, "It is very romantic and touches one's heart.
But I liked it more because you were with me. How did you like it?"
This was so much of a candid expression for his amorous feeling for me I
was simply overwhelmed. I was in dilemma how I should respond. I was eager
to express my tender feeling for him but was restrained, not by my social
inhibitions but by the natural feminine shyness.
My answer guarded my emotional feeling, "The movie is wonderful, but one
must have the right company to enjoy it fully."
As it was getting dark Raja asked me, "Would you like to stop for a while
at the promenade by the side of the river? I am told it's very nice in the
Though I was delighted at the idea, I played in the defensive and said,
"That's a place where a young guy like you should take his girlfriend."
He said, "I don't know about girlfriends. But I am sure I will enjoy if
you are with me."
As we parked by the riverside it was quite dark. We walked along the
riverside and found an empty bench. As we sat there, Raja was very close
to me and our bodies were in touch. He placed his arm around me in such a
way that he touched my exposed waist. His hand didn't remain at one place
and it moved over my hips and then softly touched the side of my boob. I
realised that Raja, having received some encouragement in the movie hall,
is now tending to show his male aggressiveness. I thought I wouldn't
resist and watch how far he goes. I was half expecting him to touch me
more closely and wondered at what point I should resist. But he didn't go
any further. Possibly he was apprehensive of my reaction.
We chatted for a while, but very soon we ran out of topic. Both of us were
unable to talk as our minds were in turmoil. I rested my head on his chest
and felt heavenly. Raja caressed my cheeks with his fingers and I was
completely mesmerised.
After a while Raja hesitantly asked me if he could lie down with his head
on my lap. I silently shifted to one end of the bench and he lied down
with his head resting on my thighs. The touch of his thick hair on my
thighs created a strange sensation in me. I ran my fingers through his
dense hair and enjoyed the feel. I was enjoying every moment and felt as
if I was in dreamland. I slowly caressed his face and chest with my
fingers. From time to time, I bent down and kissed his cheeks and
forehead. After enjoying our closeness for a long time, we headed for the
riverside restaurant.
As we were climbing up the stairs leading to the restaurant, I suddenly
noticed that Raja's face had several prominent marks of my lipstick.
Though I loved those marks outlining the shape of my lips, I shuddered to
think of the embarrassment of people in the restaurant seeing those. I
hurriedly took out tissues from my handbag and wiped his face clean. Raja
noticed that my lipstick was completely smeared and cleaned my lips with a
tissue. His touch on my lips was awfully exciting.
The restaurant had only a few young couples and was, by large empty. We
took a table by the window overlooking the river and sat opposite to each
other. We ordered apple pie for Raja and ice cream for me. After we were
served, I took a spoonful of ice cream and fed him. In turn, he fed me a
spoonful of apple pie. By the time we finished, we realised that Raja
virtually had the entire ice cream and I had all of the apple pie. While
feeding him, I touched his legs with my feet. Raja quickly slipped out his
feet from the strapped sandals and played on my feet with his toes. He
slowly pushed his feet up my legs under the sari. His toes slowly moved on
my legs giving me a tingling sensation. We enormously enjoyed this
touching game.
We drove back home in complete silence. I was unable to believe that this
romantic evening was a real one and not a dream. Looking back in the past,
I felt that I never enjoyed the company of a man so much, not even after
marriage nor during college days. While I felt very much emotionally
attached to him, the liberated woman in me prompted me to possess this man
completely, even if it was for only a few days. Lust started dominating me
and I knew that time has now come to end years of starvation and satiate
my physical desire.
I had disturbed sleep through out the night. I was haunted both by
suppressed libido and my pent up emotions. As I lied awake beside my
snoring husband, I kept on thinking of best ways to physically entice this
young stud. I had to make myself so desirable to him that he very
intensely wants to make love to me.
Next day at the time of bath, I went into the bathroom deliberately
leaving my towel behind. After undressing fully, I called out to him and
asked him to give my towel to me. As he knocked at the door, I held my
petticoat in front of my naked body just covering from breasts to crotch
and opened the door. As he gasped to see my partial nudity, I turned a bit
to my side to give him a clear view of my naked butt & thighs from the
side. I noticed that his eyes were glued to the exposed part below my
waist and a bulge was forming under his shorts. This encouraged me to go a
little further. On the pretext of giving him a bucket of washed clothes
for putting them into the drier, I turned my back fully towards him to
pick up the bucket. Allowing him to see my butt fully naked for a split
second, I turned back to find a enormous hard on under his shorts. After I
closed the bathroom door, I realised that his huge hard on made me so
excited that I was dripping wet.
After this, my attraction for his manhood became irresistible. I was
desperate to possess it.
I usually take a nap after lunch and during that time Raja reads books.
The day was very hot and sultry. After lunch, I told Raja that I was
feeling miserable in the humid heat and was finding it difficult to have
clothes on. I asked him wasn't he feeling uncomfortable too. ("Ei pocha
gorome amar eto koshto hochchhe, ki bolbo. Jama kapor gaye rakhai mushkil.
Tor koshto hochhena?")
As he also felt that heat was unbearable, I told him that he would feel
better if he takes off his vest. ("Tui genjita khule phyal, dekhbi onek
aram lagbe.")
Saying this, I went to my bedroom along with him. I switched on the air
conditioner & the fan, closed all the windows & the door and drew all the
curtains. The room became dark, but was still quite warm. Standing close
to him, I pulled at his vest and as he raised his hands, I pulled out the
vest. I was delighted to see his hairy chest and long & thick armpit hair.
His naked torso was so manly that he didn't look a teenager anymore. After
making him naked waist upwards, I took off my blouse & bra. I was
deliberately careless in holding my sari in place and it slipped. I took
my time to put it back and he could see my breast from the side.
Now I loosened the sari at the waist and untying the petticoat string took
it off. Sitting down on the bed, I lowered my sari exposing my belly and
the belly button. I felt that exposure was still not enough. So, I untied
my sari fully and lowered it further. Now my bum was naked up to the top
of the crack and my lower belly was completely exposed, with the top
fringe of my pubic hair being visible. Being satisfied that my body was
adequately displayed to generate enough heat in this young stud, I looked
up at him. Wow, his erection was so huge that the fly of his shorts was
almost bursting in its seams and he looked hopelessly embarrassed.
As I raised my hands to tie my hair in a bun, I noticed that he was
casting a greedy look at my hairy armpit. I acted a bit coy and told him
that my sari is in such a loose condition that if I now stand up it will
drop off to make me naked. So, I asked him to take out a tray of ice cubes
from the fridge and bring them over in a bowl.
("Amar sari ekhon eto dhile obosthay achhe je danriye uthte parbona.
Tahole sari khule pore giye ami nangto hoye jabo. Tui ekta kaj korte
parbi? Fridge khule ekta ice cube er tray bar kor ar cube guloke ekta bati
te kore niye ay.")
Saying this, I made a fake attempt to put my sari in order. As his
erection was extremely strong, he apparently was resigned to the idea that
he couldn't hide it any more. He obligingly followed my instructions and
within a few minutes he was there with a bowl full of ice cubes. I asked
him to come close and made him kneel down in front of me.
Now that his hairy chest was only a few inches away from me, I started
rubbing an ice cube over his chest. While he was delighted at this idea of
beating the heat, I enjoyed touching his manly chest. While rubbing his
chest with the ice cube, I pressed it hard on his tiny nipple and he
shivered. I tickled his nipples a little bit and they became erect. I felt
like tickling him longer, but didn't, as I was not willing to show my lust
to him. . I made him raise his hands and rubbed his hairy armpits with ice
cubes. Without letting him see, I smelled my hands and was enamoured with
manly aroma of his armpits. I turned him around and rubbed his back with
another ice cube. I was thrilled to see that his back was also partly
hairy and felt nice to rub his back with ice cube.
I asked him if he was feeling good as I have wiped out all his
perspiration. ("Ki, gham sob chole giye, sundor thanda lagchhena?")
As he nodded, I pulled at his shorts and told him to take it off so that I
could cool the lower part too. I asked him not to feel shy as he had his
brief underneath and besides, I was his mom's age. ("Ei, pant ta nabiye
de, ami tor nicher diktao ektu thanda kore dei. Kire lojja pachhis naki?
Niche jangiya to ache, ar amito tor mar boyeshi")
He stood up nervously took off his shorts leaving the brief as his last
cover, unable to guess what was coming next. As I was behind him, I pulled
at the waistband of his brief and completely exposed his butt, which was
now a couple of inches away from my face. I was impressed with his firm
hips and was delighted to see that his crack was full of hair. I very
affectionately fondled his butt with an ice cube and resisted my
temptation to poke his crack with my fingers. I only dabbed ice cube along
the opening of the crack and then pushed my hand between his thighs. I
loved the hairy stretch and made the hair wet with the ice cube. As I was
almost touching his balls, I withdrew my hand.
Pulling the waistband back into position, I turned him around and was
accosted by his huge bulge before my eyes. Now he was holding onto the
waistband, apparently at the fear of getting his manhood exposed. I smiled
at his scare and assured him that I am not going to make him naked. ("Bhoy
nei, ami toke puro nangto kore debona.")
I rubbed the ice cube on his belly, between the belly button and the brief
and then suddenly pushed my hand inside his brief and was delighted to
find the enormous growth of pubic hair. I didn't go down too much and
moved the ice cube through his pubic hair. As I looked up at his face, I
saw a mixture of embarrassment and hunger. I won over my very strong
desire to hold his throbbing cock in my hand and just felt the strong base
with my fingers. With lot of will power I took my hand out.
Now I started comforting my body with ice cubes. I felt nice as I slowly
moved an ice cube over the curve of my soft belly. As Raja was casting a
lustful look at my belly, I moved my hand further down and touched the
fringe of my pubic hair. I moved my hand under my sari and made my crotch
ice cool. As I was rubbing the ice cube on my thighs, my dense pubic hair
got more exposed. I was feeling excited and was eager to expose my fully
naked body to this guy. But I controlled myself and pulled up my sari
giving an impression that I was avoiding too much exposure of my body.
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I told him that though he was much younger to me he was now grown up as
man. That's why I couldn't get naked and cool my body by rubbing ice all
over. ("Tui amar theke onek chhoto holeo ekhon ekjon purush manush hoye
gechhis. Tai tor samne puro nagto hoye sara sorirtake borof ghoshe thanda
korte parchhina.")
I was wondering if after hearing this he would offer to go away to the
guest room. Given his decent nature, he would have normally done so. But
now he was overpowered by his sexual desires and made no attempt to leave.
I was well aware that this partial nudity of mine was becoming a torture
on this young man and he was desperate to undress me fully and enjoy sex
with me. I thought I should now put a stop to this ruthless teasing on my
part. I finally decided to push him a little more and then release him
from my clutches so that he could unload himself.
I pulled up the bottom end of my sari up to my knees and asked him to rub
ice on my legs. He was glad to oblige and very nicely rubbed my feet &
legs. His hands gradually moved up and hovered around my knees. I pulled
up the sari more and showed off my soft & silky thighs. I felt his
excitement as his cold hands were shaking on my thighs. Now I asked him to
come over to the bed and rub my back. I completely bared my back and
enjoyed the touch of his cold nervous hands on my back. I let him touch
the upper side of my butts up to the top of the crack. Finally I put a
stop by telling him that he has done enough.
I gave him a feast for his eyes as I rubbed ice in my armpits, on my boobs
and on my butts (putting my hands under the sari). After I was through, I
gave him a bit of a shock treatment. Touching his erect cock I asked him
if it was so hard because of pressure for pee. ("Kire eta oto sokto hoye
achhe keno? Khub hishi peyechhe naki?")
As he feebly said yes I asked him to go to the bathroom and relieve
himself. ("Ja bathroom e giye hishi kore ay")
As he picked up his shorts and quickly left for the bathroom, I knew he
was going to jerk himself and release his load. As I imagined him jerking
his huge cock, I was under the grip of a wild excitement and removing my
sari to uncover my crotch I inserted my fingers into my moist pussy. I
moved my fingers extremely fast and had a very strong climax. Now I
properly covered my nudity with the sari and waited for him to come out of
the bathroom.
As he came out of the bathroom, I asked him if he still has his brief
under the shorts. As he nodded I told him that in this heat he would feel
more comfortable if he takes his brief off and wears only the shorts. As
he was again heading to the bathroom, I told him to change there itself
with his back turned to me.
("Tui ki pant er niche ekhono jangiya pore achhis? Ota khule phele sudhu
pant pore thak. Dekhbi onek aram lagbe. Bathroom e na giye ekhanei chhere
ne, amar dike pechhon phire.")
He hesitated but obliged. Turning his back towards me stripped himself
naked. He looked wonderfully young & well built from behind. His firm &
trim hips and long back showed his manliness. Through the gap between his
legs I could see a part of his balls. As he lifted his leg I could see for
a split second his well hung cock, which though not erect anymore had
admirable length & thickness.
As he turned back with his shorts on, I was delighted to see the profile
of his cock, no longer erect, under the fabric. I asked him to come and
lie down beside me. He was now quite composed and looked a little
exhausted. As he lied down by my side I snuggled against his body and
affectionately moved my hand over his hairy chest. He turned to his side
to face me and placed his hand over my bare arms. He softly touched my
face and fondled my cheeks.
He looked at my eyes and said, "Shall I tell you something?" ("Ekta kotha
"Yes my child" I said. ("Bol baba")
He said shyly, "You are very beautiful and you are very nice. I like you
very much." ("Tumi na khub sundor dekhte ar bhishon bhalo. Amar tomake
bhishon bhalo lage.")
I was about too pooh, pooh him. But as he showed his deep affection to me
by kissing on my cheeks, I was very touched.
"Do you really think so, dear?" I asked him. ("Sotyi bolchhis baba?")
As he nodded, I held him in my arms and placed his head on my breasts.
With only the soft fabric of sari between his face and my breasts, he
nudged my breasts with his nose and lips. Such affectionate touch of a man
was such a new thing for me that I was overwhelmed in joy. I showed my
affection by running my fingers through the thick hair on his head and
softly patting his back.
With his face planted on my breasts, he said "I want to see your beautiful
body, I want to caress you." ("Ami tomar ei sundor sorir ta dekhte chai,
tomake ador korte chai")
While I was delighted that he came out with his desire, I was not sure
what to tell him.
Something prompted me to come out with my true feeling and I said, "In so
many years no one ever made me feel so nice. I would love to open my body
to you and enjoy your caress on my body. But I don't know if it's right to
do so." ("Eto bochhore keu erokom sundor kotha amake boleni. Ami jani tor
kachhe amar sorir ta khule dite bhishon bhalo lagbe, bhishon bhalo lagbe
ei sorire tor ador pete. Kintu ami janina seta kora uchit hobe kina.")
"No one would know this and this would always remain a little secret
between us." He said. ("Eta keu to jante parbena. Eta sudhu tomar amar
modhyei lukono thakbe.")
"Ok, let's see. Now catch some sleep." I said ("Achchha, dekha jabe. Ekhon
ektu ghumiye ne.")
He didn't push me any further and as I ran my fingers through his thick
hair he fell asleep. I also fell asleep soon, but couldn't sleep for long
and woke up. I had a very warm feeling as I felt the closeness of the half
naked young guy. I was feeling wonderful that after so many years I am now
at the centre point of a man's strong desire. I started reminiscing about
the days after marriage. But I realised that a physical affair with this
young guy would be far more exciting, not only because it's happening
after so many years but also because of the clandestine nature of it. I
was unable to believe that long 18 years after marriage, at the age of 39,
I could make love to a handsome guy, who is attractive to girls of my
daughter's age.
As I looked at his youthful body, I couldn't control my excitement and
kissed him passionately with my wet lips on his forehead & cheeks. The
warmth of the kiss stirred him in his sleep and slowly opening his eyes he
smiled at me.
"Why did you kiss me so nicely?" he asked. ("Amake eto sundor kore chumu
khele keno?")
"I just felt like it. Just because I am liking you." I said coyly.
("Ichchhe holo bole, toke amar bhalo lagchhe bole.")
Saying this I kissed him again, this time on his eyes and in his neck. I
placed my head on his chest and my boobs nudged his sides. He ran his
fingers through my hair and his other hand moved over my back.
I asked him, "Have you kissed any girl?" ("Kono meyeke kokhono chumu
He said, "I have no girlfriend at all." ("Amar kono meye bondhui nei")
After a long pause, he said, "Will you kiss me auntie?" ("Tumi amake chumu
khabe, mashi?")
"I kissed you just now, didn't I?" I faked innocence. ("Ei je toke chumu
khelam, khelam na?")
He moved my head from his chest and held my face between his hands.
Looking intently in my eyes, he said in a serious note. "I am no longer a
boy auntie. I am now a grown up man. I want to be kissed the way a man is
kissed by a woman." ("Ami ar chhoto chhele nei. Ami ekhon ek jon purush.
Ekjon purushke ekjon mohila je bhabe chumu khay, ami serokom chumu chai.")
I smiled and told him, "As a grown up man, don't you know that a man
kisses a woman, not the other way round?" ("Betachhele hoye eituku
janishna, chhelera meyeder chumu khay, meyera nije theke chheleder chumu
Hearing this, his eyes glittered and crushing my body in his strong arms
he kissed me on my lips. As I got shaken at his passionate aggression, my
lips parted and I stuck my tongue in his mouth. My darting tongue made him
wild and as his tongue moved in my mouth, his one hand squeezed my bare
arms and his other hand pressed my butt through the thin fabric of the
sari. I never experienced such vigour in a man's physical love and felt as
if I was being swept away by a tidal wave. As the kiss continued, my
passion grew stronger and I touched his strong manhood, which was almost
bursting out through his shorts. By now his strong & youthful body turned
me crazy and I was desperate to devour every inch of it. I started kissing
all over his body like a hungry animal.
His hairy chest ignited fire in me and I moved my lips & nose through the
hairy area. I licked his tiny nipples with my tongue, tickled them with my
nails, sucked them with my lips and bit them with my teeth. He moaned very
strongly. I raised his arms and the thick growth of hair in his armpit
renewed my excitement. I put my nose in the hair and enjoyed the light
smell of sweat. I licked the hair with my tongue and revelled in his
manliness. With the restless movement of my body, my sari got somewhat
displaced. As he started touching my partly exposed boobs, I knew that we
were moving dangerously fast to the inevitable end.
Though my libido was running wild, I didn't want to taste the final
pleasure on the first occasion itself. I also wanted to appropriately
showcase my nudity to him. So, I decided to stop him from going too far
right then. I paused a bit and slowly removing his hand from my boob, I
put the sari in place. I knew I couldn't stop him unless I cool him down.
I raised myself up and unbuttoned his shorts. His cock was so ramrod
straight; I had difficulty in pulling it down. As I finally took it off, I
gasped as his manhood sprang out in the open. Wow, what a gigantic size it
One thing I was happy about my husband was the size of his cock. During
the early days after our marriage we had measured it once. It was 6 ½
inches. To me, it was a great size and it really filled me up. But Raja's
cock was at least 2 inches longer, if not more. And it was so thick! I
tried to encircle it with my fingers, but failed. It was pretty dark and
had thick veins on it, which looked so exciting. The foreskin was
completely closed and I had to push it hard to expose the pink head. It
was so inviting that I felt like immediately taking it inside me. With a
lot of efforts I controlled my temptation and started licking it. I had to
open my mouth really wide to gulp it. I could only take in a couple of
inches and almost gagged. Holding it in one hand, I swirled my tongue over
it and moved the fingers of my other hand over it like a spider.
His soft moans gradually turned stronger and within minutes he started
screaming, "I can't hold it any more." ("Ami ar dhore rakhte parchhina.")
I realised that he was scared that he would cum in my mouth. But I
precisely wanted that and continued. I always wanted to taste a man's cum,
but my husband never gave that opportunity. Very soon warm liquid started
coming out in shots and hit the wall of my throat. It was such a strong
sensation that I couldn't describe in words. Within seconds my mouth was
full of creamy warm liquid that had a very exciting smell. I tried to
swallow all of it, but couldn't. Some of it dripped out from the sides of
my mouth.
As he took out his cock, he was apologetic about discharging in my mouth.
But I told him that it was perfectly normal. After hesitating a bit, I
told him that I did want to taste his cum and that's why I didn't withdraw
my mouth. ("Asole ki janish, amar khub ichhe korchhilo oi jinishta kheye
dekhi kemon lage")
He gave me an amazed look and asked me if all women like to do this. ("Sob
meyerai ki ota khete chay?")
I told him, "Among my close friends, quite a few like this. Since I have
not done this before I wanted to try it. I must say I enjoyed it." ("Amar
bondhuder modhye onekei mukhe nite bhalobase. Ami age kokhono mukhe neini,
tai bhablam dekhi kemon lage. Boltei hobe je darun bhalo legechhe.")
As I was cleaning his cock, now a little softer, I asked him how did he
enjoy this. ("Tor kemon laglo bol")
"I still can't believe that this happened to me. I couldn't imagine
something so pleasurable, even in my wildest dreams." ("Ami bhabteo
parchhina, erokom ekta kichhu sotyi ghotechhe. Ami swapneo kokhono bhabini
je eirokom ekta bhalo lagar jinish hote pare.")
Saying this, he kissed me on my cheeks. Then again he pulled me in his
strong arms and kissed me deeply in my lips. His kiss was so passionate
that I immediately lost control and the kiss turned wild. I realised that
this was taking a dangerous turn and with a lot of efforts I disengaged
myself. He looked a bit disappointed.
I told him. "It's better not to grab all the pleasure at a time. It's more
enjoyable to relish it slowly and in stages." ("Bhalo lagar modhuta ekbare
na gelai bhalo. Jomiye rekhe tariye tariye chakhle beshi bhalo lage.")
I told him to go to the bathroom and stand under the shower. I followed
him into the bathroom and watched his tall & strong body under the shower.
I noticed that even after so much discharge his manhood still hadn't lost
all the hardness. I was amazed at this, as my hubby's cock gets limp
almost immediately after discharge. I told him to stop the shower and
soaped him. It was a pleasure to fondle his strong naked body. As I was
soaping his cock, I could feel a stir in my hands and was awed to see his
strong manhood getting back full hardness.
I told him with a smile, "Now your uncle would be home and you can't go
around sporting your hardness. Let me cool it down." ("Ekhon kintu tor
mesho bari ese jabe. Tui kintu oi sokto jinishta niye ghure berate
parbina. Tar cheye borong etake thanda kore dei.")
Saying this, I started slowly jerking his cock. I opened & closed his
foreskin; the movement wasn't smooth as the skin was a bit tight. I put a
bit of soap inside the skin and it started moving fast. I felt wonderful
as I used my both hands to move the huge shaft. As he was moaning heavily
and his cock was throbbing strongly, I realised that he was about to
discharge. At this high point of pleasure, I had an idea. By applying very
strong pressure by my fingertips I kept the hole at the tip closed. With
the outlet closed, the liquid inside played havoc and he screamed at the
top of his voice as his shaft reverberated in my hand. Allowing a few
seconds for the strong vibration to subside, I started jerking him again
and repeated the same thing. He shook in pleasure for a while and as I
relaxed the pressure at the tip a stream of hot liquid gushed out. The
first shot hit the wall, which was quite a bit away and then there were
blobs of creamy liquid all over the floor. After the discharge stopped, I
moved away and he ran the shower again.
After drying him with a towel, I asked him to go out and put on fresh
clothes. Just a few seconds before he went out, standing behind him, I
stripped naked by peeling off my sari. As he was closing the door I
dropped the sari on the floor and he looked back. By that time, I had
turned away and he had a glimpse of my naked body from the side for a
split second. After teasing him like this I wondered why I enjoyed teasing
him. I had no answer.
As I closed the bathroom door, I watched my nudity in the mirror. I was
glad to see that the overall contour of my fair body was still quite
attractive. Though I was 5' 6" tall, my weight never crossed 57-58 kilos.
The small sag of my 36c boobs added ripeness to it. My nipples were like
the index finger in thickness and were quite long, more than a quarter of
an inch. As I tickled the nipples to erection, the length grew to nearly
half an inch. My arms were nice and round. I was not regular in shaving my
underarms and there was a thick growth of hair. I wondered if I should
shave to give my armpits a silky smooth look. But I remembered how
admiringly Raja looked at the armpit hair when I took off my blouse. So I
decided not to shave.
I was really glad as I watched my waistline. I measured it regularly and
it varied between 29 to 30 inches. Unlike most Indian women of my age, I
had almost no tyre like layers of fat on two sides. I had very little fat
around my waist and that only smoothened the curve from the waist to hips.
My belly had no bulge, though it was not flat. The skin on my belly was
silky smooth and only blemish it had was the stretch marks from
childbirth. But those had become very faint and were barely visible. My
thighs were a bit heavy but looked nice. My butts were really heavy, about
38 inches. Though this was a bit too much, as they curved out on the sides
and to the back the look was nice. I knew it added sexiness to my body.
I shaved my pubic hair once in 3-4 months. I don't like the bald look of
my pussy. But I still shaved it after long gaps. When I shaved, I repeated
the shave every day for about a week. That made the growth of the hair
very luxuriant and I love that. I wouldn't say I trim my pubic hair,
except that I very lightly dress it with a pair of scissors every week
just to make sure that it retains its triangular shape and doesn't look
unwieldy. Many years back, a cousin sister of mine and I had bath
together. As we both were stark naked, I noticed her pubic hair and it
looked so much better than mine. She had given me the tips how to groom
the pubic hair well. Then onwards, I followed her instructions.
On the overall, I was happy that I had a sexy enough body. I remembered an
occasion, when during one of our afternoon sessions with my friends we
drank a lot of beer. One of our friends came up with a naughty idea and
suggested that we all undress and watch each other's body. As we were
pretty drunk, everybody voluntarily stripped. On that day, I had closely
seen all my friends' naked body.
I felt very proud that my body was undoubtedly the best among all of them.
My boobs, though not the largest, had the least sag and my nipples were
most prominent and longest. Everyone admired my trim waist and didn't
think that my huge bum harmed my physical beauty any way. Though every one
else, except one shaved or trimmed their pussy hair they all agreed that
my pussy hair was most attractive. There is a thin line of hair joining
the pubic triangle up to my belly button and all my friends agreed this
added a hell of a lot of sex appeal, particularly if I tie my sari well
below my belly button. I now follow that suggestion.
I realised that I had taken a long time in pleasing my narcissistic
instincts. Now I finished my bath and came out.
Very soon my hubby returned home. The evening was as dull as ever. I
watched TV and my hubby read magazines. Raja kept him occupied with a
book. After dinner as I went to bed, my hubby was already snoring. I
wished Raja were there by my side. Only silver lining was that my hubby
was going on a long tour next morning and would be away for about 10 days.
I was delighted that at least for those few days I would have Raja fully
to myself.
Early in the morning, I got ready to see off my hubby to airport. While
dressing up a naughty idea struck me. As my hubby was getting ready, I
took off my nightie and was stark naked. In that condition, I started
searching for my dress in the cupboard. This was some thing very unusual,
as I never undress in presence of my hubby except at the time of sex. I
was hopeful that my nudity will turn him on and we could have a quickie.
But that was not to be. He gave me a surprised look and then completely
ignored me. I was thoroughly disappointed and realised that he has lost
attraction for my body. This completely removed my guilty feeling about my
strong desire to have sex with Raja.
As I was heading back home, I was getting a turn on thinking of Raja's
masculinity and the enormous size of his manhood. It was 6.45 in the
morning and I was wondering if Raja was still asleep. As I reached home
and opened the front door, I heard no sound. I headed towards Raja's room.
The door was not locked and I pushed it open. I was enamoured to see Raja
doing physical exercises on the floor with only his brief on. I watched
his beautiful youthful body for a long time. As Raja noticed my presence,
he came over to me with a broad smile on his face. He was perspiring
heavily and looked like a model. I made him sit and wiped his sweat with a
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I asked Raja if he regularly did physical exercise. He said he was very
regular at home but missed it for a few days after coming here and now he
wanted to catch up. He said he took lessons from a physical instructor.
At this point, I thought of asking him about a problem of mine. The
problem was genuine and at the same time it would help in being a little
coy and naughty. I told him I walked for an hour every morning and my
weight was under control. But my bum was too big in size and I couldn't
reduce it. I want to wear jeans but feel shy because of this. ("Ami janish
roj ek ghonta hanti. Tate amar ojon barte parena. Kintu amar pachha boddo
bhari ar otake kichhutei komate parina. Amar jeans porte khub ichhe hoy
kintu eto mota pachha niye porte lojja kore.")
This was bit of a provocation to him. He made me stand up and watched my
bum. He touched it, initially lightly but later his hand moved on my butts
for quite some time.
Finally he said, "Frankly, your bum has lovely curves though it's big. I
see no need for reducing it. Nothing can stop you from wearing jeans. My
mom's bum is bigger but she wears jeans. Still, if you are too keen to
reduce you can do two things. You can swim, which is a very good exercise
and I can teach you one or two exercises." ("Sotyi kotha bolte ki, boro
holeo tomar pachhar goron khub sundor. Ami to komabar kono proyojon
dekhina. Tumi chailei jeans porte paro. Amar ma to tomar theke onek mota
pachha niyeo jeans pore. Tobu jodi tumi komate chao, tobe duto jinish
korte paro. Santar katle khub bhalo phol pabe. Echhara ami tomake duekta
ason dekhiye dite pari.")
I loved the idea of his teaching me physical exercise. I told him I would
like to take lessons right then. He told me I needed to change the sari
and wear some suitable dress. As I went to my bedroom to change, I decided
to wear something very provocative.
Initially I thought of wearing my daughter's shorts & tank top. But later
came up with a more naughty idea. I picked up my daughter's bikini style
swimsuit and put on the bottom with quite a bit of effort. As I looked at
the mirror, I noticed that it was virtually cutting through my skin. It
was so tight that the fabric was stuck inside the crack between my bum
cheeks. It would stick between the pussy lips too, but for the thick
cushion of my pubic bush. My pubes were not fully covered and quite a few
streaks came out from the sides. Pubes also popped out above the waistband
and the thin line of hair from my bush to the belly button looked very
provocative. Now I slipped on a long sleeveless t-shirt and it nicely
covered not only my crotch but also half of my thighs. I didn't wear any
Raja first showed me one exercise. It was none too difficult. But I
deliberately faltered and asked for his help. In the process, Raja's hands
landed on the sides of my boobs and also on my thighs. The only barrier
was the thin fabric of the t-shirt. My raised arms gave him a show of not
only my armpits but also a part of my boobs through the large sleeve
holes. During the second exercise, I had to lift my hip and legs. And now
he could clearly see my crotch in the skimpy bikini.
So long Raja was able to hide his greed. But with my exposed thighs and
scantily covered crotch in full view he was unable to remove his eyes from
the spot. As he was still wearing only the brief, no way he could hide his
strong erection. While he somehow managed to carry on with the
instructions, at the last stage of lifting the hip & legs exposure was too
inviting for him. My t-shirt slipped all the way to my boobs. My entire
belly and the bottom part of my boobs were in full view. While he was
totally disturbed, I remained cool and counted hundred as per his
instruction. Only after allowing him such a prolonged view I lowered my
I don't know what would have happened if the lesson continued longer. But
there was an interruption as my maid rang the doorbell. I hurriedly put on
a robe and Raja pulled up his shorts. For next couple of hours, I was busy
with household chores and Raja was confined in his room reading books.
After I became free, I realised that I had to go out for shopping.
Normally I go alone for shopping, but I took Raja along. After finishing
shopping, I suggested to Raja that we go for a long drive. He readily
agreed and switching on the car ac he directed the car along the route I
suggested. Soon we were out of the city limits and he drove very fast. We
drove for nearly two hours and enjoyed every moment of the drive.
Since I decided this trip on impulse, I didn't realise it wouldn't be
possible to come back home for lunch. I asked Raja if he was hungry and he
nodded. I knew there was a nice hotel down the road, where we could have
lunch. But the problem was we needed to have our bath before lunch. As I
posed the problem to him, Raja had no solution. I asked him how about
taking a room in the hotel. He agreed that was the only way to have a nice
bath. So, we landed up in the hotel and checked in. As they asked us to
wait for the room to get ready, we went into the bar. Though I drink very
rarely, I was in a great mood and ordered beer and some snacks. I asked
Raja if he would like to have some beer. He readily agreed. The bar was
nicely decorated, very cosy and a little dark. The chilled beer tasted
lovely and within a short time we finished two bottles.
I was feeling very nice and wondered if I should take more. I realised
that it was an excellent occasion to prolong the pleasure as we had all
the time in the world. So I ordered more beer. By the time we had two
bottles each the mood was pink and we moved to the room. The room was
small & cosy and was very tastefully decorated. The bed was just the right
size and looked very inviting. As I asked Raja to go for his bath, he in
turn asked me to have my bath first.
As we pushed each other like this, he asked me "Would it be too much, if I
ask you to have bath with me?" ("Ami jodi boli je dujone eksathe snan
korbo tahole ki barabari hoye jabe?)
When we decided to check in, I knew that we were going to end up in
lovemaking. I was only waiting for him to make the first move. But it came
too quickly and I was caught a bit unaware. At the same time, I was
thrilled at the idea of fully enjoying the masculinity of this young stud.
As I kept silent he said, "Please don't say no, auntie. I am dying to see
your beautiful body fully naked. I want to caress every corner of your
lovely body." ("Mashi, tumi please na bolona. Ami tomar sundor sorirtake
puro puri nangto kore dekhte chai. Ami tomar sorir er protyek kon ador
diye bhoriye dite chai.")
As he said this, my excitement hit the roof. At the same time, I wanted a
little pause before taking a plunge into the ocean of forbidden pleasure.
I said, "I am now quite aged, dear. Do you really fancy this forty year
old woman's body?" ("Amar to ekhon onek boyesh hoye gechhe, baba. Ei
chollish er burike ar ki dekhar achhe?")
"Who said you are old?" he retorted. "To me you are the prettiest woman."
("Ke bolechhe tumi buri? Meyeder modhye tumi amar kachhe sobcheye
I was damn elated at his praise but hiding my feeling told him, "Ok, we
can bathe together. But have you realised that we have no change of
clothes? How can we wear our used our undergarments after bath? Only thing
I can do is to wash the undergarments and wear towels till those get dry.
So, take off your brief & vest and let me wash them."
{"Thik achhe, snan na hoy ek sathe kora jabe. Kintu ekta kotha ki
bhebechhis? Amader sathe to bodol korar jonyo kono kapor nei. Snan kore
bhetorer jama kapor ki sei chhara guloi porbi naki? Ami ektai kaj korte
pari, bhetorer jama kapor gulo keche dite pari ar ogulo shukono porjonto
toyale pore thakte pari. Ne, ekhon genji ar jangiya chhere de, ami keche
He obediently followed me and took off all his clothes wearing a towel. I
also took off my sari and kept it neatly folded along with his jeans &
t-shirt. I decided not to wash my bra as I could manage without a bra
after bath. I don't wear panty in any case. With petticoat & blouse on, I
washed his brief & vest in the bathroom sink and put them up for drying.
I asked him to come into the bathroom and take off the towel. As he
removed his towel my excitement peaked at the sight of his huge manhood.
Standing naked in front of me, he looked at me expectantly. I took off my
blouse, folded it and then made no move to undress. He came close to me
and took me in his arms. I was completely swept away by his manly embrace
and as he put his lips on mine, I welcomed him by parting my lips. While
he kissed me with enormous strength, he unsuccessfully fiddled with my bra
hooks. Taking my hand behind I unhooked my bra. As he pulled the bra out,
I pushed my breasts forward as if I was offering my treasured mounds to a
He gave an amazed look at my boobs and adoringly touched them with his
hands. He took his time to observe every square inch of my boobs and very
lovingly moved his fingers over them. He very lightly licked the silky
smooth skin of my boobs and that sent shiver down my spine. He looked
fascinated with my long nipples and started sucking it. This ignited fire
in me and I pressed his head hard on my boob and fiercely pulled at his
hair. With my other hand I pressed his hand on my other boob and prompted
him to press hard. He alternated his licking and pressing between the two
boobs and I deeply moaned.
He was now excited like a wild animal and demanded that I take off my
petticoat to let him see me completely naked. "Saya ta khule phyalo, ami
tomake puro nangto dekhbo.")
I was now eager to fulfil his longstanding demand and turning my back to
him unfastened the petticoat string allowing it drop at my feet. By the
time I picked up the petticoat and kept it away, he was fondling my butts.
As he repeatedly kissed my butts he commented, "I couldn't imagine in my
wildest dreams that women's but could be so beautiful." ("Ami swapneo
bhabte parini je meyeder pachha eto sundor hoy.")
Hearing this, my narcissistic ego came into play and forgetting my modesty
I told him, "Not every woman's butt has such a round shape and silky skin.
Your auntie's butt is some thing special." ("Sob meyeder pachha eto sundor
gol ar palish hoyna. Tor mashir pacchar ekta bishesh soundarjya ache.")
As Raja caressed my butts and thighs for a long time, I stood motionless
enjoying the overtures of this young stud. After a while, Raja stood up
and holding me in his arms from behind kissed my neck. He licked my neck
with his tongue and I felt wonderful. My boobs were now in his grips and
while pressing them hard, he kissed my back. He ran his tongue lovingly
all along my spine and went down to the top of my crack. A current of
electricity ran from my head to toe. He parted my bum cheeks and opened my
crack. He put his nose in and as he breathed heavily, I felt a tickling
sensation. As I stirred, he remained undeterred and started licking my
crack, moving his tongue through the hair inside. His tongue was so
sensual that I shrieked.
He stood up and turned me around. He watched my stark naked body slowly
moving his admiring eyes from my neck downwards. His eyes got stuck at my
hairy erotic zone. He was awe struck at the abundance of hair and knelt
down to get a closer look. He very delicately moved his hand over my belly
and slowly moved down. While nudging the belly button with his fingers, he
noticed the thin & faint stretch marks and asked if these marks came from
childbirth. He traced the thin lines with his fingers and then moved along
the thin line of dark hair that went down to the pubic bush.
He was now playing at the pubic bush moving his fingers through the thick
hair, apparently trying to feel the depth of the jungle. He touched the
skin on the pussy and tried to see through the hair what treasure was
hidden under the jungle. He took his time to explore the surface of the
pussy and to feel the shape and depth of it. As he located the fold of the
pussy he traced his fingers over the parting, but never tried to go in.
Initially I was enjoying his curious exploration, but felt impatient, as
he didn't make any attempt to go in. I was dripping wet and the jungle got
quite damp.
I realised that he was blissfully unaware of the female anatomy and told
him, "You seem to totally lost in the jungle dear." ("Kire, tui to
jongoler modhye hariye geli dekhchhi.")
Now he looked up and told me. "Really so, auntie. To tell you the truth, I
did see a few women with hair down there. But never knew that hair could
form such a nice jungle down below." ("Sotyi tai, mashi. Tomar kachhe
lukobona, ami koekjon meyer nicher dike orokom chul dekhechhi. Kintu
jantamna je chul diye emon sundor jongol toiri hoy.")
He was now in a curiosity mode and I needed to get him into action mode.
But I didn't want to push him and decided to slowly provoke him. I
squatted down in front of him and then lied down on the floor. Making him
lie down beside me, I turned to his side and comfortably placed one leg
over his lean hip, as if I was using him as a side pillow.
Scratching his strong back lightly with my nails, I asked "You naughty
guy, which all women have you seen naked? Tell me the truth" ("Ei paji
chhele, tui kon kon meyeke nangto dekhechhis? Sotyi kotha bol")
"Not seen any young girl, only elders." he was candid and then continued.
("Olpo boyoshi kauke dekhini, sudhu boroder dekhechhi.")
As I wanted to know more, he said, "First time it was my aunt, whom I saw
naked. She was having bath and had forgotten to bolt the door. I was
having a tremendous pressure to pee and without realising it was occupied
entered the bathroom in a rush. Seeing her stark naked, I wanted to flee
but was unable to control the pressure. I opened my fly, took out my thing
and started throwing out a long stream. She almost screamed asking me to
get out, but realised my helplessness. She had no scope to grab a towel or
something as I was blocking her access to the clothes rack. Only thing she
could do was to turn her back to me."
"That's very interesting! What happened next?" I was curious.
He continued, "As the stream of water flew out endlessly, I helplessly
stood there with my thing exposed. I did not look at her at all and kept
my eyes stuck on the wall. While I was very embarrassed and wanted to get
out, at the same time dying to see her naked body. I had just seen her
naked front for a split second and then she turned back. As I was too
tempted to see her more, I wanted to take advantage of her turning back
from me and stealthily turned my head. To my utter surprise, she had
turned back and was looking at my thing. This was a great embarrassment
for both of us. But she saved the situation by laughing out aloud. With
that hearty laugh, she made it easy for me. So, I could look at her naked
body freely and so did she. She had a black triangle between her thighs
but hair wasn't very thick. Finally after I finished, I came out relishing
this unusual experience."
As I was listening to her story, his thick & long cock was touching me
around my groin and I held it tightly in my both hands, jerking it slowly.
He in turn was fondling my breasts and playing with my armpit hair.
I asked him about the other women he saw naked and he described the next
incident, "Once I went to visit my grandma's place. My grandma is a very
tall & good looking lady and has a nice figure. I am very friendly with
her and she at times tells me naughty stories. During daytime, she and a
maid were the only people at home as my doctor grandpa was out for the
whole day. Everyday before bath, a maid gave her oil massage. She took the
massage behind closed doors. When the massage was over, she used to come
out and go directly to the bathroom through a narrow corridor. Before she
came out, the maid used to call out for me and asked me to be away from
the corridor. I guessed grandma must be coming out naked from her room."
After a pause, he continued, "One day I asked her if she took her massage
naked and went to bathroom in that condition. ("Dida, tumi ki puro nangto
hoye malish korao ar tarpor oi obosthay bathrrom e dhoko?")
She gave a naughty smile and jokingly asked if I was thinking of
stealthily seeing her naked. ("Keno dadu, tumi ki amake aral theke nangto
dekhar kotha bhabchho?")
I promptly told her why stealthily, I was thinking of seeing her naked
openly. ("Lukiye keno, samne thekei nangto dekhbo bhabchhi.")
She called me naughty and then said if I was really keen to see my old
grandma naked, she would let me see her but on the condition that I also
have to let her see me naked. As I agreed, she said next day she would let
the maid go off and she & I would massage each other. ("Dadu, tumi boro
dushtu hoyechho. Thik achhe, tumi jodi ei buri didake sotyi nangto dekhte
chao dekhte paro. Kintu amakeo tomay nangto dekhte dite hobe. Kal jhi ke
chhuti diye debo ar amra dujone dujonke nangto hoye tel malish korbo.")
Next day, she took me to her bedroom and we both got stark naked. As I
massaged her extremely fair & trim body I found her to be in quite nice
shape, except that her body was awfully soft and had a bit of wrinkles
around her neck, armpit and upper arm. She had almost no hair in her
armpits, only a few thin streaks and down there the hair was so sparse
that her secret place was fully visible through the hair. More
interestingly, hair there had mostly turned grey."
"How about her boobs?" I enquired.
"They were small but didn't droop very much. The nipples were quite
prominent and pink in colour. As I oiled them they became hard."
As he said this, he was playing on my nipples, which were fully erect.
"You never told me how did she react when she saw you naked. Specially
when he saw this thing." I said giving a jerk to his cock.
"I can't tell you how delighted the old lady was when she pulled down my
shorts & brief and exposed my thing. She said it was something that made
her proud of me. Initially it was not fully standing up but she caressed
it so much with her soft hands and kissed it so many times that it became
fully hard. She said that the girl in the waiting to be my wife was
extremely lucky. Her excitement mounted as she massaged my rock hard thing
and she said had I not been her own grandson she would have loved to take
my thing inside her. I bluntly asked her if she had any man in her life
other than grandpa. She said no and neither did she want. But for someone
so well endowed she would have broken her taboo even at the late stage of
her life.
As she was saying all these she was jerking my thing with one hand and had
fingers of her other hand moving fast inside her slit. She told me she
wanted to see me ejaculate. So, I held her hand and made her jerk it
properly and after a few minutes I threw out sticky stuff all over her
body. Almost at the same time, she started moaning & shaking heavily and
after a while she almost collapsed."
As he finished, I kissed him and said "So, young man you even charmed your
grandma with your endowment. No wonder that I am in love with your
By this time, I was awfully eager to get fucked by this young stud. But I
was apprehensive that once I take his cock inside he may ejaculate too
early. Only hope was that with so much beer he would hold long enough. But
I thought I would get closer to climax before I take him in. I now lied on
my back and asked him to turn on the shower. As the spray of water hit me,
I adjusted my position so that my boobs and pussy get the strong spray
directly. I folded my legs, parted my thighs and lifted my hip to expose
my pussy direct to the sharp spray. I enjoyed the wonderful tingling
sensation on my boobs & pussy for a couple of minutes and then asked him
to turn off the shower.
I invited him with my arms wide open and as he knelt down, I asked him to
kiss me all over my body. He was waiting for this and hungrily started
kissing and licking me. He started at my ears & neck, went down to my
cleavage and then moved on to the folds of my underarms. As he licked
through my armpit hair, for the first time I realised how much erotic
sensation could be generated at the underarms. As he licked my nipples
with his tongue, I was getting wild and urged him to bite hard and tear
the nipples off. ("Dant diye kamra, kamre nipple gulo chhinre de.") He did
bite me hard and I screamed in pleasure.
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As he went down on my pussy and parted my fold with his hand, I asked him
to feel the inner part with his finger. As his fingers moved aimlessly I
directed them to my clit and told him that this soft piece was the centre
of my pleasure. I also showed him where the g spot was. Now I asked him to
put his tongue inside and move it fast on the clit and as my pleasure
peaked and climax was close I asked him to move his tongue to g spot. He
nicely followed my instruction and my half climax continued. After a
while, while I was about to cum in his mouth, I thought time was right to
get fucked. I pulled his head up and holding his enormous shaft with both
hands directed it to the pussy lips. As I asked him to push it inside, he
fumbled and said the space was too small.
I told him to push hard and the space would grow bigger. ("Ektu jore chap
de, jayga ta boro hoye jabe.")
As his push was still not hard enough, I slapped his butts and screamed at
him to push hard. ("Aro onek jore chap dena, jore aro onek jore"). He
finally pushed really hard and the huge thing penetrated me. It pained a
lot and as he pushed the whole gigantic thing fully in I felt that as if
my passage would tear open. At the same time it gave me a maddening
pleasure and I shrieked. I asked him to push in & out and with every
stroke, I screamed in joy. The sensation was so wild that I had a volcanic
orgasm within a few minutes.
As I came out of the overpowering climax, I realised that he had still not
ejaculated. He kept on stroking after a pause, and now my channel was so
moist the movement was very smooth. I kept on screaming urging him to get
faster and as his the speed of stroking increased my pleasure mounted.
After a while, he started filling me up with strong shots of hot sticky
liquid and I had a second climax, which swept me away like a tidal bore.
I had almost lost sense and as I finally regained sense, I realised that
it was the best fuck I ever had. Revelling in the aftermath of the
heavenly pleasure, I relaxed on the cool wet floor. By my side was Raja,
with his huge cock now a little softer though not limp. He was lying on
one side, facing me with his one leg and his cock resting on my thigh. A
patch of white creamy liquid was just below the tip of his cock. My pubic
hair was full of drops of his cum. As I sat up, I noticed that drops of
his cum had formed a line from my pubic bush down on my thighs. Though I
was feeling a bit sticky all over I loved the sight of so much cum strewn
all over me. After a while I took the hand shower and turning it on
started washing our bodies. After cleaning away the drops of cum from my
body, I cleaned Raja's cock by opening the foreskin.
At this stage, I realised that my bladder was bursting with pressure and I
rushed to sit over the toilet. Before I could place my ass on the toilet
seat, my pee was gushing out. Raja was also in a rush to pee. While I
already occupied the toilet, he said he can't hold any more. So I pushed
my self back a bit and spreading my thighs, asked him to pee through the
gap between my thighs. Raja was in no position to wait and gladly accepted
my most awkward suggestion.
As he started letting out his stream it hit my pubic bush. While he
withdrew hurriedly and holding his cock in hand aimed the stream inside
the toilet, I was thrilled at the tingling sensation in my pussy created
by Raja's pee. As both of our streams continued endlessly, we realised
that so much beer was now taking its toll. I felt like having another hit
on my pussy with Raja's pee and I took control by holding his cock. I
moved his cock carefully from time to time and his stream of pee hit my
pussy like a guided missile. Wow, what a sensation it was. I immensely
enjoyed the intimacy that grew between us as we peed together and played.
Finally the game of pee came to an end and we had a shower. After drying
up, we came out from the bathroom stark naked.
We realised that after such a long drawn session of wild sex we were
awfully hungry. We ordered lunch from room service. As there was a knock
at the door I rushed to the bathroom. Raja hurriedly wrapped a towel
around his waist and opened the door. He took the food tray from the
waiter, without letting him in. We polished off the food in minutes. As we
felt better after filling up the stomach, we slowly relished our ice
cream. Suddenly I had a naughty idea and turned over the ice cream bowl on
my crotch. It was a deliberate action but I made it look like an accident.
As raja showed his concern about how to clean up the mess, I told him,
"The best way to clear the mess is to clean it by the tongue."
Raja gave a broad smile, as he understood the hint. He brought a towel and
lifting my hip placed it below me. He made me lie on my back and spreading
my thighs, he started lapping up blobs of ice cream. Every time he picked
up ice cream in his tongue, he lifted his head, brought his mouth on my
lips and pushed the ice cream in with his darting tongue. It was a very
sensual game and we lovingly played it five six times and then got
entangled in a deep sensual kiss.
After the kiss was over Raja again placed his mouth on my pubic bush and
started cleaning up remnants of the ice cream and suddenly inserted tongue
inside my pussy fold. In seconds he located my clit and started chewing
it. As I had shown him earlier, as my pleasure was peaking he shifted his
tongue to the g spot and licked it. This way he alternated between the two
centres of sensual pleasure and kept me floating in climax. After some
time, I was unable to hold my patience. I disengaged him, made him lie
down on his back with the towel under his butt and straddled him. Opening
my pussy as wide as possible with my both hands I positioned myself on his
shaft and with a strong push shoved it through the moist passage. Wow, it
felt so tight as if it would burst open my tunnel.
As my juices started flowing heavily and the passage became more & more
moist & slippery, the gigantic shaft fitted snugly. I started thrusting up
& down and Raja squeezed my boobs hard. Slowly I made my motion faster and
Raja started giving me upward thrust, making me shriek. Soon we got into a
rhythm as we alternately applied our thrust. Within minutes we were in
frenzy and I had a strong long lasting climax as Raja's warm fluid filled
me up.
After we cleaned us up, we fell asleep. I don't know how long we slept. As
I woke up, it was 7 pm. I woke up Raja and we hurriedly dressed up. As
Raja picked up his brief & vest, he found them still quite wet. So he had
to wear his jeans and t-shirt without any undergarment. I also didn't fill
like wearing the used bra and wore my blouse without it. We had to drive
for nearly an hour before we reached home. As I entered home, I was very
pleased with my self having spent the sweetest day of my life.
After undressing we went to the bathroom together. I normally don't use
the tub for bath. But I made an exception and filled it with cold water. I
generously added sandalwood oil in the water and lied down in the water
with my head on one edge. I invited Raja to join me. Lying side by side,
we enjoyed the luxuriant coolness of the water. We didn't realise that
both of us dozed off to sleep. I woke up possibly after fifteen minutes
and woke Raja up.
I sat up and asked Raja to soap me. As he very affectionately fondled my
body with soap, I enjoyed the feeling of getting pampered. After he soaped
my chest and belly, he went behind me and soaped my back. Now I soaped
Raja in his chest and back. I asked him rest on his knees and as he did
so, his crotch was above water, I felt nice to see that his cock was
having a part hard on. As I soaped his balls & cock and opened the
foreskin he had a full hard on. I lifted my legs above water, one after
the other, and he soaped my legs & thigh.
He asked me to stand up so that he could he could soap my butts and
crotch. Instead of standing up I got into a crawling position and asked
him to soap my butts and my crotch through the gap between my thighs. As
Raja made the whole area slippery with soap, I held his cock and soaped it
again. I asked him if he could now put his shaft inside me from behind. He
said it was difficult but he would certainly try.
He was now quite familiar with the anatomy of that zone and opened up my
pussy with his hands and placed the cock in right position. I encouraged
him to push hard and he did so. Oh, what a strong thrust it was. The
slipperiness created by soap helped, and in one attempt his thick rod
penetrated me. Again it was the wonderful filling of getting reaped open
and a strong ahhhh sound came out of my mouth. As he pushed in & out and
squeezed my boobs with enormous pressure, I screamed in pleasure. Both of
us now took much longer to cum and pleasure mounted in steps. As I was
about to face a violent orgasm, Raja started filling me up. We finally
ended up in a very satisfying climax.
After having early dinner, I invited raja to sleep with me. As he came in
to my bedroom, I was waiting for him wearing a delicate looking light pink
nightie. As he came and softly kissed me I undressed him and fondled his
semi hard cock. He in turn, undressed me and placed his head on my
breasts. As we were in that position for a while, I suddenly realised that
I had dozed off for a while. I found Raja was sleeping peacefully with his
head on my breast. I didn't wake him up and we slept like a log holding
each other in our arms.
As I woke up it was very early in the morning, the sky was just getting
clear. I felt a slight chill and realised that I didn't have a single
thread on my body and the blast from the ac was softly flowing over my
back & butts. As I turned on my back the cold blast made my nipples erect.
I felt funny as the blast was flowing over my belly through my bush and
the hair quivered.
As my senses were still not fully alive, I wondered why I was stark naked.
As I saw Raja's strong body by my side, my heart was filled with joy. Raja
was lying on his back and his manhood was standing like a tower. I
delicately moved my finger over the shaft and felt so very proud having
possessed it.
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National Theatre Live's THE MAGISTRATE, Starring John Lithgow, Opens 1/17 in Theaters
Academy Award nominee and Tony Award winner John Lithgow takes the title role in The Magistrate, an uproarious Victorian farce directed by Olivier Award winner Timothy Sheader, also featuring Olivier Award winner Nancy Carroll. In a similar vein to The National Theatre's classic comedies She Stoops to Conquer and London Assurance, The Magistrate is sure to have audiences around the world doubled up with laughter.
With his louche air and developed taste for smoking, gambling, port and women, it's hard to believe Cis Farringdon (Joshua McGuire) is only fourteen. And that's because he isn't. Agatha his mother (Nancy Carroll) lopped five years from her true age and his when she married the amiable police magistrate Posket (John Lithgow).
The imminent arrival of Cis' godfather sends Agatha incognito to the Hotel des Princes to warn him of her deception. But it's also where her son has cajoled his otherwise staid stepfather into joining him for a binge. High-spirited carousing leads to a police raid and a night of outrageous mishap as the trapped guests make desperate attempts to conceal themselves from the law and from each other. Indignities escalate at court the next day where Posket must preside.
In the New York City area, screenings continue at NYU's Skirball Center, Symphony Space, Cinemas 1 2 3, Kew Gardens Cinema, The John Drew Theater (East Hampton), Fairfield University (CT), and more. National Theatre Live can be seen at cinemas screens throughout North America.
National Theatre Live is an initiative by the UK's National Theatre to broadcast live performances onto cinema screens around the world. Since its first season, which began in June 2009 with the acclaimed production of Phédre starring Helen Mirren, over one million people have now experienced the National's work on movie screens worldwide. This past record-breaking season, which included the program's most-seen title to date One Man, Two Guvnors, has contributed significantly to the National's recently reported growth in global audiences.
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Original cast-iron columns delineate the loft's lounge area and add character. An elegant modular sofa can accommodate the whole family. Bertoia wire stools enforce the modern vibe.
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West-facing windows are softened with sheer roman blinds.
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It's easy to instantly trim your energy consumption and boost the eco-friendliness of your home. The key to easy energy savings is lighting. Though for many homeowners and renters, knowing how and what to do to improve their home's lighting energy efficiency can be confusing.
To alleviate that confusion, the American Lighting Association (ALA) offers eight easy energy-saving steps:
1. Replace incandescent bulbs with compact fluorescents (CFLs). To make an immediate impact on your energy consumption -- and your utility bill -- swap out your most-used incandescent bulbs with CFLs. "It's the easiest way to start improving your energy efficiency," said Joe Rey-Barreau, education consultant for the ALA and an associate professor at the University of Kentucky's School of Interior Design.
If you have not used any residential CFLs in your home, you might be surprised at their range and versatility. The newest CFLs do not flicker like those of old, and they have much better color quality than even just a few years ago. A close look at the color temperature listed on the bulb package label can help you get the right product.
"What happens is that people buy a color temperature that's too cool and they absolutely hate it," said Rey-Barreau. Instead, choose a bulb that's labeled "residential color," "warm" or "soft white."
2. Replace dimmable incandescent bulbs with dimmable CFLs. As the color range of CFLs has improved, so has their ability to be dimmed, said Rey-Barreau. Dimmable bulbs are a proven way to decrease energy use. However, while the technology has come a long way, CFLs still do not have the dimming range of incandescents. "At about 20 to 30 percent, the CFL will shut off," said Rey-Barreau.
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4. Revamp outdoor fixtures. Your outdoor lighting fixture may be beautiful, but it may be an energy guzzler, too. Start outside as you slowly replace fixtures with more energy efficient versions. Look for those that use either CFLs or light-emitting diodes (LEDs), or those that activate using a motion sensor or photocell.
5. Buy Energy Star-qualified fixtures and bulbs. Energy Star is a U.S. Department of Energy certification most recognized on appliances -- though also used on lighting fixtures and bulbs. "Any time someone buys a product that has the Energy Star label, they'll know it has both efficiency and quality verified," said Rey-Barreau.
6. Retrofit recessed lighting with LED fixtures. Recessed fixtures can be easily replaced with super energy-efficient LED versions -- without any messy construction. "You just take off part of the existing fixture, and the replacement fixture fits into the old housing," said Rey-Barreau. "LED fixtures have a high initial cost, but the fixture will last literally the lifetime of the project."
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He's watched the tape. He's analyzed all nine of Butler's games. He understands, as well as anyone, that Saturday's Crossroads Classic showdown at Indianapolis' Bankers Life Fieldhouse will not be the patsy-of-the-week blowout the top-ranked Hoosiers (9-0) have enjoyed lately. Butler is 7-2 with a four-game winning streak. It thrives with tough-minded grit and discipline.
And, oh yet, it sets nasty screens.
"What we've spent a lot of time on the last couple days is figuring out how to get through the screens they set –- the good ones and the moving ones," McClain said with the hint of a smile.
Butler screens are part of a physical approach more reminiscent of Big Ten teams.
"There's no question they're a physical team," McClain said. "They use their hands. They use their legs in the post. It will have a Big Ten feel to it."
The Bulldogs have done something Indiana hasn't this season –- beat a Big Ten team. They won at Northwestern last weekend behind center Andrew Smith's 24 points and 10 rebounds (including a career-high eight offensive boards). They also got 4-for-6 three-point shooting from guard Rotnei Clark.
Clark averages a team-leading 17.3 points. His sharp-shooting is matched by fellow guard Kellen Dunham, who ranks second in the nation in free throw shooting (31-for-32, 96.9 percent, 25 straight).
"They have two great perimeter players," McClain said.
Clark, Dunham and Smith are among the reasons why Butler is starting to look like the Bulldogs giant killer that reached consecutive national championship games in 2010 and 2011. It lost at Xavier and to Illinois in the finals of the Maui Invitational after upsetting North Carolina in the semifinals.
"They're off to a great start," McClain said. "The two losses they've had have been tough games. They've had some big wins along the way. This reminds me of the teams they had three to four years ago."
Butler also gets plenty of inside production from forward Khyle Marshall (12.1 points, 5.6 rebounds) along with Smith (10.4 points, 4.4 rebounds).
"They've got a good team," McClain said. "Marshall has been a monster for them lately. Smith is coming off his career high at Northwestern with eight offensive rebounds. This is a team that has a good feel for itself."
The Hoosiers will get a boost from having wrapped up finals on Friday.
"As hard as our guys work in the classroom, this is a good feeling," McClain said. "They accomplished what they wanted academically. Now they can just focus on basketball for a little while."
IU will play at near full strength now that freshman forwards Hanner Perea and Peter Jurkin are eligible. They missed the first nine games because of NCAA-mandated suspensions for receiving impermissible benefits during the recruiting process.
How much will they play? McClain couldn't say.
"It will be a game feel. Coach (Tom Crean) has in his mind how they can be used. A lot of guys can have their first game be Coppin State, not Butler."
The 6-8 Perea and the 7-foot Jurkin will bring instant depth and athleticism to a frontcourt led by veterans Cody Zeller and Christian Watford, with freshman Jeremy Hollowell in reserve. Still to come is senior forward Derek Elston, who is recovering from knee surgery and should be back around Christmas.
"Peter and Hanner are two separate guys in the sense that Peter brings length and a shot blocker," McClain said. Hanner brings a shot blocker who can guard a perimeter player. He brings that length to the perimeter. Both can rebound at a high level on both ends of the court. They're very skilled. Now it comes back to a feel for how much they can play in this game."
Can the Hoosiers get a feel for the new rotation from practice?
"I can't say there's a way to simulate it," McClain said. "Hopefully in another week or so we'll have Derek back and then we have another frontline guy. For Derek it's a little different because he's familiar with everything we do.
"Every game will have a different flow. You need a game where you can get them in the flow. It might take a little time."
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