My First Luck – Part 1

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Hey folks! This sexstory is about my first intimacy with a woman. Those memories are still so fresh as if they happened just the other day. Without much ado I am Rohan and the protagonist of the story is Meera; a lady who was the heartthrob of the locality. I am a 90`s kid and back then I was quite young and Meera was 28, mother of a cute little girl. I stayed with my parents while Meera was living with her husband(Rajeev) and daughter in Delhi. Also, we shared the same building. We kept in touch in for quite a long time till we moved cities; I joined university and her husband got transferred.

Meera used to stay on the ground floor of the building. I was already living there when she shifted with her family. My dad and Rajeev were working for the same company so our families became friends in no time. Meera`s daughter Shaniya was so cute and attractive that soon I developed a brotherly liking for her and usually after my school I used to come home and spend some time with her. Meera was also very friendly and nice. I used to help her with gardening every morning as she was fond of it. When she got free from household chores she used to tell about her college life, about her boyfriends, how she ended up into arrange marriage as her parents were quite narrow minded and all. I also listened intently to these stories as those were something beyond my age and were new to me; after all I was in my teenage and somehow her stories had made me restless inside. Till that time watching fashion tv and hot pics in the magazines was more than enough for my sexual urges.

One day I was at a friends place when his elder brother brought an erotic magazine and a cd which had porn movie in it. When his parents went away for some evening get together outside we watched the clip and went through the literature. We were excited to the core and I came home and jerked off. Days went off and I was more restless than ever. I tried to visit and see Meera more and more. I now had a new sort of liking for her. I was now more interested in how she dresses up, how she smiles, her touches, her smell etc. I never missed a glance of the cloth stand in her balcony where she used to put up her lingeries for drying. I used to touch them, feel them, imagine Meera in them. I especially loved her black, off-white and blue bra( those were 34 d`s as I came to know later), spotted black and white panties which had colorful stripes on them. I also used to smell the used ones from the laundry bag. They were sort of hypnotic.

Probably my sexy neighbour was also noticing the change in me. Often she found me staring at her cleavage and my hands sometimes brushed against her body here and there but she didn`t react to it. One day after school I got a porn cd from a friend. When nobody was there at home I turned on my desktop and played it. I got rid of my pajamas and underwear and started stroking my cock. I had little idea that out of excitement I left the main door open accidentally. Meera had prepared some dish which she wanted to share with us. She found the door open and entered. Since I had my headphones on I had no idea that someone had entered. Finding no one in the house she entered my room and found me watching the video. She watched me quietly for some time then keeping the dish on the kitchen slab she went downstairs. After I was done I went to the kitchen to have lunch when I found that dish lying on the slab. I immediately recognised that it was hers. When I took the lid off I found that it was still hot and that meant that she was here. I was stunned. I had no idea whether she saw me or not.

My mother sent me downstairs in the evening to return her crockery. Shanaya was playing outside and Meera was watching tv. My hot neighbour gave a smile and asked me to sit and went to get some milkshake from the fridge. We were sipping milkshakes and there was an awkward silence. I had no idea what to ask or speak; I was shying away. She broke the silence and told me that she saw me watching that blue-film and pleasuring myself. She even said that she had noticed how I was staring her these days and also that she had seen me touching and feeling her bras and panties. I was nervous by now. The next I imagined was her coming to my flat and telling all this to my parents. She saw me perturbed and said that, โ€œ its okay! Don`t be so nervous, but from now onwards lock the door properlyโ€, that too with a naughty grin on her cute face.

I was massively relieved. I used to be so shy that this was a big deal for me that she saw me without clothes. She came close and kissed me on my cheek and hugged me. I was like- `wow`! She was wearing a loose white printed top and grey cargo shorts. She was wearing a grey bra as I could guess from her bra strap. I had seen this bra lying around and this had sexy white laces on the cups. I was feeling her boobs against my chest and my hands were feeling the back of the bra over her top. She counselled me for some time and I talked my heart out about how I felt these days seeing her, seeing her lingeries and other girls. She told me that this is pretty natural and I can openly talk to her about anything. She even took me to her cupboard and showed her lingerie collection and told me that I can see and feel them whenever I felt the urge.We talked for some more time until his husband arrived from work and I left saying goodbye to both of them.

Months passed by and now we were quite frank. Little she cared about her dress when I was around.She asked for my help while wearing a sari and often asked me to choose clothes for her. I got ample cleavage views and other sneak peeks and my cravings grew even further.She used to booze sometimes and then she was a hell lot of fun. Her husband didn`t allow her to drink and so when he went out on tour I used to bring her alcohol and then she went to a different level. One day she was quite drunk and asked me whether I have kissed anyone or not. That day she was wearing a shirt and denim shorts. She was looking damn hot.She was disappointed and surprised when I said no. I don`t know what made me react like this. I went ahead, grabbed her face and smooched her. I almost ate her lips. She was dumbstruck but didn`t mind it and hugged me and passed out. Now kisses became a routine affair and I wanted more. But she never allowed me to take her clothes off until one day which turned out to be my lucky day.

More in the next part…….

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