Bhumi aunty ko choda

Hi all! The variety of stories at ISS has really encouraged me to post my most memorable experience with the hottest aunty I have seen. I am a 26 years old male, 6’, fair complexion, athletic build, long black hair. I keep a light beard, as I don’t like to be clean shaved. I have a 7” tool which is 2” thick. I am from Hyderabad but I live in Saudi Arabia right now. This happened last summer. I was in Hyderabad for a month. My family owns an apartment in an upscale complex in the city. The thought of living by myself in the apartment got me excited even before the vacation had started. Ever since I was a child, I used to stare at this gorgeous aunty in our building. She was the wife of a big (but a little ugly) businessman. She was really chick. She used to wear fancy, yet a little reserved, dresses. Even the saris she used to wear didn’t reveal much, except in my imagination. Her name was Bhumika. Bhumika was about 5’4”, very fair complexion, long black hair, a nicely shaped rack and a very curvy ass. Our conversations didn’t go beyond the ‘hi’s and ‘hello’s. This summer, however, it was a bit different. When we were in the elevator, she smiled and so did I. She asked me about my education and what was I doing these days. Before I could answer her, my floor had arrived. She again smiled. I got off, promising her that we’d continue some other time. The conversation we had was really innocent, yet it had excited. I had to jerk it off as soon as entered my place. Next morning, I woke up at the sound of the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so I slowly walked towards the door only to be surprised to see aunt Bhumika.

She had made breakfast for me. She entered the apartment and put the breakfast on the dining table. By the time I uttered a word, she asked me “how you like your tea?” I said, “Oh, no need to trouble yourself; I’ll have it at the café across the street.” She refused, saying that it was no trouble, “now tell me how you like your tea,” she demanded. “Light and sweet,” I replied. “Ok, finish your breakfast then come up to my apartment and have tea with me. Don’t keep me waiting.” She left. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. When I got back to my senses, I realized that I had a hard-on. Oops, was it erect when she was at my place? I really wasn’t sure, but hoped either it wasn’t or that she didn’t see it. I finished my breakfast, took a quick shower, changed into a v-necked t-shirt and Bermudas. I went up to her apartment, rang the bell, she opened the door and I was now seated in her living room. She was wearing a navy blue sari, and a matching blouse. She had little makeup on. She looked stunning. While we were enjoying our cups of tea, we were talking about different things. Just here and there. I then asked whether uncle was home. She said that he has gone out, and that her only son, Raj, is at one of their shops. So, this means it was only me and her at the place. Anyway, I thought I’d check whether I can get any lucky with her. So I told her “aunty, lagta hai aapki shaadi kaafi jaldi huee tthee, kiyunki aap bahut young lagti hein.” She smiled and said “yes, mai 17 ki tthee, which means ke now I am 38.” “You look 32 or 33,” I told her. I wasn’t exaggerating, she really looked young.

She said “Oh stop, you are just flattering me.” She then excused herself, and went into the kitchen to get something. When she came back, her pallu was a little out of place. I saw a glimpse of her cleavage. Wow, those melons really looked juicy. This time, she came and sat next to me on the same sofa. She had brought a plate of dry fruits, and asked me to have some. I waited for her to get some first, and as soon as she had her hand in the plate, I got a hold of it and looked at her. She was blushing, yet she didn’t take her hand away. I then got closer to her, she blushed even more and looked away, but her hand was still in mine. I then, with the other hand, turned her face towards me. I asked her “kiya mainay kuch ghalat kiya?” She moved her head, indicating a “no.” I now saw the gates of heaven opening for me. I then kissed her on her cheek, but she didn’t let me, as she hugged me tight. I felt her melons against my chest, and the feeling was irresistible. We hugged for a while, and I was caressing her back.

I then caressed her bare belly, and reached to her navel. I slowly drew my index finger over its circumference, and what a navel she had, big, and deep. I then slid my hand and touched her right breast. She let out a sigh. I cupped the lovely melon and I gently laid her on the couch. I unhooked her blouse, and to my surprise, she had no bra under it. I hungrily sucked on her right breast, while squeezing and pinching her left one. She was moaning. Bhumi had her hand in my hair, and was guiding my head all over her chest. She then whispered in my ear “bedroom …” I got what she intended to say, so I lifted her in my arms, and got her into what seemed her bedroom, but was Raj’s. Down the hall was her bedroom. Before I can lay her on bed, she got on her feet, took off her clothes, and then took off mine, and jumped on bed. I didn’t waste any time, and I was right there, sucking on her boobs. She kept moaning. I then started licking her belly, and then, her navel… I was sucking on it, and inserting my tongue in it. Then I reached to her cunt. She had a clean-shaved pussy, the way I love it. I right away got into licking it. Mmm, the aroma of her pussy was making me mad… I was sucking on it as if I there is no tomorrow. Her cunt was flowing with juices like a fountain. She then said “bus, ab meray under daalo, apna lund meray under daalo.” I greased my cock with her juices, spread her thighs wide open, and went in her. It took me a while before I was able to enter her.

When I was finally in, she cried. I kissed her on her mouth, and started sucking on her tongue. Now I started to move in and out of her. Her moans were making me even hornier than I was. I couldn’t take it, and got into pounding her hard and fast. I was about to cum, so I slowed down. She begged me to shoot my load, but I wanted more of her. When I felt it was ‘safe,’ I again got into action, and this time, with long, hard thrusts. She was moaning louder and louder. I screamed “I will cummmm,” so she said “meray under hee.” I shot off into her, loads and loads of hot gooey cum… I collapsed on her, and we got into French kissing and hugged each other. We took a short nap, and by the time we woke up, it was almost noon, so she got up and told me that her husband will be home any minute, so I got dressed, kissed her and left. Friends, that vacation was awesome. I got to fuck her many times. Whenever she gets time, she calls me up, and we enjoy a hot session of phone sex. The next time, I’ll tell you how I fucked her in the ass. Any girls, bhabis or aunties in either Saudi Arabia or Hyderabad, feeling the urge for a hot, discreet affair, feel free to contact me at [email protected].