Beena: The MILF Virgin

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This one’s about this lady called Beena who stays in the building of my in-laws. My in-laws have been living in Bandra for ages and after my wife passed away they decided that they would look after my son who was just 11 years old back then. Having been married to their lovely daughter for over 15 years and having been with her for close to 20+ years in all my in-laws knew me for a long time and liked me very, very much.

All through those 20 years or so, I noticed this one family that lived upstairs in that building. One by one all the members there started dying. First, the old father and then shortly the old mother. Later, one of the two sisters passed away due to cancer leaving just the one woman in that house. Her name was Beena. She was sort of fiercely religious. She used to wear black most of the times, had beads around her neck and looked like a tantric.

Most people in the building thought she was a witch and kept away from her. Beena was probably religious because she was alone and had lost everyone around her. I could understand that. She had a weird personality and that is not a crime to have to be honest. For the most part, she was just like anyone with issues of her own. Her biggest issue was that she was pushing 50 and was all alone. She was never married and neither was her sister.

Beena was now about 47-48 years old from what I guessed. She was short and a bit plump. She, however, had the nicest pair of tits. Nice. big, soft and juicy pair of boobs. The kind you feel will squirt flavored lassi instead of milk if pinched. I love her boobs and always liked gawking at Beena. I didn’t have any problem with her and she didn’t seem to have any problem with me either.

This one day it was a mid-afternoon and my mom-in-law was feeling a bit low because of the heat. I had my lunch and headed home after seeing my son. Mom in law wanted to deliver a couple of receipts to people in the building since she was an office bearer in the society. I offered to help. I bid them goodbye and told her I would deliver and leave.

Beena lived on the 7th floor and her receipt was the last I had. I went up to her door and was about to ring but found her door unlocked. I pushed it and it opened up. I was afraid there might have been a burglary and Beena might have been attacked. I quietly walked in and saw that the hall was ok. I then looked into the kitchen and it was spick and span. I then heard some sounds from the bedroom. I was afraid. I went over.

As I got close to the door, I realized that these were not sounds of someone in pain but the moan of someone who is enjoying pleasure. A lot of pleasure. I came close to the door and saw through it. Beena was laying on her bed, she couldn’t see me. Beena had her nightgown pulled up and was inserting a spoon in and out of her pussy while using another finger to pleasure her clit. She was totally enjoying herself and it felt like in a minute or so would climax and came hard.

I pulled out my mobile phone and decided this was too good to let go and decided to shoot her in the act. I got everything. Her face. Her pussy. Her hairy crotch. I even zoomed in when she came getting the look of ecstasy on her face and the wetness of her pussy which was nice and reddish pink. I so wanted to go down and lick her and finger her clit. I definitely wanted to fuck her and I felt my chances were excellent.

So she was done and I was done filming her and so I went to her door and rang her doorbell. She called out “Ek minute aati hoon”. I was at the door and she gave me a smile and went “Namaste, kaise hain aap, bahut din huye dikhai nahin diye?”. I mentioned that I normally lived in my home and worked away and lived close to the factory during the week in order to cut the commute. There was no point as my wife was no longer around. She sympathized. She asked me in for a cup of tea. I accepted and walked in.

I sat on the sofa and asked Beena to sit and not bother with the tea. I told her we should talk and asked her about her problems and was quite sympathetic. She was almost in tears to recall how everyone watches her with suspicion. I felt sorry for her. I asked her how she managed given she was alone. She told me she turned to God. I then asked her how did that help when she had sexual urges.

She looked at me and I said I was asking because I too was alone and wanted to know how she managed. She mentioned that she turned to God. I called her bluff and asked her to be specific and if she only remembered god when she orgasmed. She looked offended and I told her not to and that I knew everything.

I also told her that she left the door open and I got a good look and had taken a memory of myself. I showed her the clip. She looked at me and went white in the face. I told her that I might be the first man to see her that naked. Unless there were others. She mentioned there weren’t any and that she had never come close to a man.

“Toh yahan aao nazdeek. “ I said and pointed her to sit next to me. She got up took a couple of steps and sat next to me. I thought this was going well. I expected Beena to resist but she seemed ok with this. So I bent towards her and kissed her on the left cheek. Her eyes closed and it was like electricity ran through her body. “Geelee ho gayi kyat u?”. She could barely speak but she nodded her eyes closed. I realized that the iron was hot and I needed to strike.

I then pulled her closer and asked her “Kabhi mard ka haath lagaya hai?.” She nodded her head sideways meaning she hadn’t. With that, I got up, stood in front of her and took her hand and kept it on my dick. It was rock hard “Dekh baby kitna kadak hai. Kabhi mehsoos kiya hai aisa?”. She had a very befuddled look on her face. I told her “Bas aise hi haath lagate rahegi. Isko bahar nikaal aur apni dil ki khwaish puri kar Darling.”.

She opened my fly and pulled my zipper down, then she carefully pulled out my underwear and out popped my rock hard dick. She had an amazed look on her face. I looked at her face and took her hand and held in her hand for her. She seemed to tremble. I asked her if she was cumming.

She said no, but she also said that she was very wet. I taught her how to hold a man’s dick and how to continue making it hard. She followed my instructions and I was very happy. Potentially I knew I could fuck her however I wanted. I could not only do that but also mentor her and have my way with her. This was exciting me even more. My dick was getting harder to the point it was starting to pain.

I asked her, “Kaisa hai?”. She smiled and with that, I bent down and kissed her lips and dug my hands into her nightgown and got a nice piece of both her boobs and cupped them and pinched her nipples. She let off an ‘Aaaah’, I took that as a compliment and kissed and bit her neck giving her her first love bite. I then threw 2 cushions off the sofa on to the floor. “Bahut haath laga liya. Ab sab se pehle tere muh ko iska taste milega”.

I got her to kneel in front of me and then held her hair with slow aggression and pulled her close until such time my dick made her mouth open and I slipped it in. “Choos mere laude ko, sara juice nikal de iska Darling.” She obeyed and started sucking it. I pushed her head in and out and she got the drift. It was beautiful. She even looked up at me and I blew a kiss at her to signal how much I was loving watching her suck my dick. I started taking off my shirt and then let my jeans slip down along with the underwear.

I was now 100% naked and I let her run her hands up my ass and onto my hairy chest. I think my hairy chest seemed to have turned her on even more. With that, I put my head back, held her to my dick and came in her mouth. I came in bucketloads. She choked on my cum to the extent that she almost puked.

She ran to the wash basin and puked out my cum. I went behind her and pulled her dress up from behind and started fondling her ass and her boobs. Then as she was getting up from cleaning her mouth I pulled up her dress completely and now her entire dress was off and she too was naked. I told her “Bahut bahut Mubarak Beena baby. Aaj pehli baar ek mard ne tujhe nanga kiya aur dekha”. “Jee thank you,” she said and I almost laughed. Here I should have been thanking her but instead, she was.

I kissed her and took her to the bedroom. I put on the AC full blast and laid her down on the bed. I then lay next to her and started kissing her, her boobs and started fingering her pussy and loved her hairy twat. I was hard once again. “Ab mera phir se khada ho raha hai. Teri nath utar ne ka time aa raha hai Beena” I said “Phir se choosoon?” she enquired. I told her “Baby iss baar meri baari”, and with that, I dug my face into her crotch and parted her pussy lips and went to town. She went wild.

I slid my finger parted her pussy lips and dug my tongue in. I tried to dig in more and more and also kept flicking her clitoris. It sent her into a wild frenzy and I could taste her cumming. The room was full of her aaaaaahs and ooohhhs. Beena was now soaking wet and ready to have her first dick and this was exciting for me. To be the first, to finally take away the virginity of a 47-year-old is not something that happens every day.

“Ab mere laude ko sehla”. She took it in her hand and started rubbing it. In 40 mins I could sense she had learnt quickly and was on her way to becoming a pro at taking a dick. “Ab mera yeh lauda teri chut mein jayega. Tera pehla lauda.”. She smiled and moaned. I picked up both her legs and placed it on my shoulders. I let my dick play with her twat and her pubes and then nicely inserted it into her pussy. She let out a moan. “Beena darling Mubarak ho. Aaj jaa ke teri nath utri hai.”.

She was panting. I started slow and then increased the speed of my strokes. Her pussy was dripping wet and the bed was getting wet with her pussy juice dripping all over it. All in all, it was great. It was wet, the room was smelling of pussy, the AC was a full blast and I was really going at it. After a while, I took her legs off my shoulder and held them apart from the thighs and started hammering my hard dick into her pussy.

In between, I would stop, let her gasp for breath and then go down on her. This was all very overwhelming for her first experience and she had multiple orgasms in like 15 minutes. I was not done though. “Chal, ghum jaa, tujhe peeche se doggy loonga ab.” She had no clue so I turned her around and made her land on all fours and then dug my dick in from behind. I grabbed her hair from behind with one hand and her boob in the hand. In time I let go of the hair and held her titties and played with her clit. It was all fun and great.

Finally with great effort and a ton of satisfaction I told her “Beena baby, mera juice bus nikalne hi wala hai. Teri chut ki chudai and usme mere laude ki baarish hone hi waali hai”. And I came inside her pussy. By the bucketload. I collapsed on her but wasn’t done. I picked her up and made her go down on her knees and suck me dry and clean.

I then picked her up by her soft boobs and kissed her on her lips and said “Mubarak ho Beena darling. Pehla, mard Mubarak ho. I now declare this pussy open”. We both laughed. I asked her to make some tea. She duly obliged. I lay naked on her bed while she went and got me a cup of hot piping masala tea. We both had it. I then asked her to have a shower with me and stripped her naked again. We had great fun soaping each other and I again took her doggy in the shower.

This then started a sequence of events between us. I started visiting my in-laws regularly and would always stop by at Beena’s for a quickie. Beena too changed in personality and started wearing brighter clothes and more jewelry around the building. In fact, this one time I was flying back from Delhi and was feeling lazy to go home so I decided to call Beena and tell her I wanted to spend the night at her place. She was 100% up for it.

We fucked like rabbits that night. Beena was always there for me whenever I needed a fuck or wanted to get my dick sucked. Beena was great fun and I knew she wouldn’t go anywhere because she wouldn’t be comfortable with anyone else. I knew I had a perfect fuck buddy in her and that made me happy.