Encounter With Mature Aunty Cum Friend

Hello, everyone, this is Ritik here (name changed), aged 28 years old and a practicing psychiatrist living somewhere in Mumbai. This sex story dates back to 2010 when I was studying. This was the incident that tells how I lost my virginity. The central character of this sex story revolves around a 40-year-old woman named Seema(name changed).

Seema was 40 years old back then, fair and slim, and was a CA by profession. She had given up her professional life to concentrate more on the household front and used to regret it now. She was on the verge of her husband, who used to live in his own world and would seldom take care of her or even care about her.

It was a hell of a life for her who had left her hometown of Pune to live in Nagpur after marriage. After her daughter had passed out school, she took the difficult decision of leaving behind everyone and start a new family.

It was around this time that she met me. Well, not exactly, as while browsing Facebook one fine day, I mistook her for my friend and added her. She accepted my friend request in few hours and I thought her to be my old school friend and tried initiating a chat with her.

After some futile attempts of teasing my school friend, which she wasn’t, we realized the goofup and I apologized. She continued the chat, as she was kind of feeling lonely and had nothing to do, while I was traveling back home in the train and had nothing do either.
Such chats became a norm slowly and I realized that we have slowly become nice friends.

I have watched porn ever since my childhood days and used to masturbate regularly but had never ever seen a woman with evil intentions, though I would check out every other beauty like others. But, never in my life did I try to lose my virginity through other means which I was getting slowly frustrated now considering the fact that many of my friends either had girlfriends or used to hook up somehow.

Coming back to my sex story, our friendship had blossomed so well that we would talk for hours on phone now. She had relocated to Mumbai where she and her old widow mom used to stay. They stayed in Navi Mumbai and she had even started her practice in Mumbai along with her college friend who was a CA too. We had started meeting out and during those chats over coffee, her chats seemed as if she was deprived of attention.

Being a psychiatrist, I can deduce that a person thinks about extra marital affairs for 3 reasons, either that person is deprived of mental satisfaction or financial or physical satisfaction. To be honest, I knew she had enough finances and that she wanted someone just to be with her and listen to her. The physical aspect is what I was never sure of but never thought of it seriously until it all happened that day.

It was a cloudy day and as usual, we met in the coffee shop near the mall at Vashi. It was too overcast and I had a laptop with me and no umbrella. She lived nearby and she suggested me to accompany her to her home and I could wait for the rains to go or just take an umbrella if I was in a hurry.

I reached her home and by the time it had started raining. To my horror, it was already raining in Mumbai and the trains were not on time as usual. For those not living in Mumbai, if the central part of Mumbai floods up, the entire railway’s system would be affected and it causes a big delay for everyone. I watched the tv in horror as she received a call on mobile that her mom, who was at Kurla was stuck up and would take time.

I sipped coffee as she sipped her tea as we stood in the gallery of her apartment watching and rain pouring down. I called home and told my dad who had reached home by then and was waiting for my mom who was stuck too.

I could hear the cloud rumbling and the rain getting heavier and the atmosphere brought with it a different sense of romance with it. I had not masturbated that week and was quite feeling inside me by then. She started by saying that she misses this rain and told me about the fun she had while she was my age along with her friends. She told me that she had a boyfriend back then and then started telling about how she almost lost her virginity to him back then. This had started exciting me.

By the way, she had returned from her office when she met me and was in formals while I was in a shirt and jeans along with my heavy college bag. It was the moment that I realized that we had got bit drenched in the rain standing in the gallery and her formals were revealing enough to show me her innerwear would be matching red as her shirt.

Her convo and this small show had turned me on and for the first time, I thought of having sex with her. I could feel my heartbeat grow as she realized that I am looking at her breasts and I realized it too. I apologized but she playfully said that its ok for a young lad like me to think so and that it proved that I was growing up like others.

She excused herself as she went to keep the cups away and returned with a smile. She said that she wanted to tell me something. I was used to such things as she would usually call me anytime and would talk her heart out.

She began by saying that she wanted to thank me for being there always when I needed her and was on the verge of crying. She was amazed at the maturity I possessed at 21. I had always been a nice friend to a woman who was around 19 years elder to me. But then I forgot this that very day and as she started crying and leaned towards my shoulder.

I embraced her and this was the first time I ever hugged a woman. I could feel that my heart would explode as she continued to hug me. My penis had other plans as it was slowly giving us a standing ovation and she realized it. She looked into my eyes as I tried looking elsewhere but lost myself completely to the situation.

I went ahead and placed my lips on her lips and we kissed. Slowly just a peck on each other’s lips to slowly opening our mouth, we passionately kissed each other. As we separated out wet lips, we both realized what we were up to and separated our hug. I started walking out of the gallery while she caught me from behind and hugged me more tightly.

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Maybe, her feelings had taken over and I was on the verge of losing my control too. She removed my shirt from behind and I did the same turning back. We were almost fully wet as she pulled me on the sofa. I put my hands on her bra(I have no idea how much big her melons were, maybe 34B) and pressed her boobs. Well, this is the first lesson someone learns while watching porn and I tried the same.

I removed her bra as she tried removing my jeans. I removed it as she removed her trousers and we were almost naked by then lost in the world of lust. She caught hold of my tool and started stroking it. We had no condom and it definitely wasn’t a moment to think about it.

She started sucking me and the best I could do was run my fingers through her soft hair. It was the best moment of my life for me and I could feel the fountain building in myself. I stopped her and asked her to lay down. I started sucking her boobs and pressed the other in between.

I went down then and licked her pussy which had small hair growing on it. I licked her there and she tried pushing my head more into her pussy. She was too charged up and was moaning in a very creepy manner by then which was obvious considering the lack of sex she had.

I simply took my penis and went near her pussy and being my first time had no idea of exactly how to push it. She guided me well inside and told me to push which I was successful in doing into the third attempt. I slowly started humping her and tried to increase my speed.

Finally, as I settled into a rhythm, I could see her boobs swaying up and down and she was giving out deep moans by now. I could feel I was about to explode so I stopped and kissed her and licked her boobs. She came on top of me and started jumping on me.

This was the moment I gave out a small moan and she realized it. She took my penis out and it sprayed a jet of sperms on her sofa. She licked it clean and went into the bathroom to clean herself.

I followed the same afterward and by the time I came out she was wearing her clothes. We were back to our senses and could see the guilt on each other’s face. I thought it was the right decision to leave and took her umbrella and left her house.

It took me another 3 hours to reach home what should have taken just 1 hour on the train. I charged my dead phone to see her message on Facebook. She said that she was sorry for what happened. I said the same, but somewhere inside I was happy having lost my virginity.

We had no contact for around a week after that until I called her. She said that what happened should not have happened and that she was guilty of it and we shouldn’t meet ever again in life. It was a moment of a mixed feeling for me. Maybe she was right and what happened could complicate our lives. I never tried to contact her again after that day even though I would think of her when I felt excited at times.

Years later, now in 2017, I married in the month of May and was at Vashi along with my wife for a doctor event. I and my wife had met after a week as I was busy with the event team. I and my wife went to a restaurant in the same mall opposite the old coffee shop which was not there now.

It was overcast again and almost started raining as we came out of the mall. I realized that I had no umbrella as I saw my wife take out an umbrella, the same old Seema’s umbrella she had found hidden in my wardrobe while she was getting ready and bought it along.

We kind of hugged each other as we made our way in the single umbrella towards the Vashi railway station minutes away from the mall at palm beach road. All I could think was Seema as our rickshaw passed her society and I tried looking at her window which was open with no one in view.

This memory holds a different place in my heart. I wish Seema reads this sex story. I wish her all the best in her life and hope for the best.

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