This is short story about my fascination for a woman who is elder to me. The period of story is in the early nineties when I was a school student in Chennai. Then I am a boy in class nine and I was doing poor in math. My mother was a language teacher in the neighborhood school and my father was a musician. We are vegetarians and we were staying in the ground floor of a small rented house which had a vacant first floor.
In the first floor a couple with a baby boy from our native town had come in recently. My mom took keen interest in getting the family settle down quickly and the two women became friends. The gentleman in the first floor worked as a marketing professional and would be off frequently on tours. I used to call the first floor lady Padma akka who was about 25 years of age with a medium complexion and a modest frame. As she was a physics graduate, my mom requested her to teach me math and science subjects. As my father’s income was not stable, our family went on with my mother’s salary as a teacher.
As we did not pay her any fees, my mom advised me to be good to her and help her in domestic work apart from learning. I used to carry drinking water for her from the corporation tap in ground floor and help her with local purchases and cutting vegetables. My main work was to take care of the baby when she prepares food in the kitchen.
She was a good teacher and I impressed her with my good behavior. The baby also seemed to have developed a liking to me as I kept it engaged when akka was busy. About 3 months, have passed like this. Slowly we had become good friends and even while teaching me, akka started to breast feed her baby by opening the nightie buttons. She used to cover the baby and her breast with a towel and many a times the towel would give way and I could have a glimpse of the breast. Initially I was shy and she used to laugh at me understanding my shy behavior. She has remarked to my mother that I am a nice boy and that I am taking good care of her baby boy. My mom was impressed as my marks were also increasing in the weekly tests.
On a certain day, after we had dinner and about to sleep at 10 pm, we could hear the continuous cries of the baby and my mother enquired akka. She replied that her husband is away and that she is weak with the periods (menstruation) and asked whether I can come over and take care of her baby boy. My mom asked me to help her. I went and engaged the baby for some time and in the process both myself and the baby boy fell asleep on her bed. My mom must have allowed and in the morning I could find akka sleeping on the floor on a mat. After she got up, she offered me coffee and thanked my mom. This kind of sleep overs had become a regular practice as the baby boy was becoming naughty by the day, and not allowing akka to sleep. As we were friends, all the three of us used to sleep on the same bed with the baby boy in the middle. When he wakes up, she used to put the baby to one side and turn over to feed the baby. I used to sleep by her side and by now I was up so close with her that I enjoyed her body scent. When her husband was at home also I used to help her with the baby boy, as myself and the baby boy slept in the hall while the couple slept in the bedroom. My mom did not object to this as our families were growing closer and closer.
So almost every night I slept in her house and I used to yearn for sleeping by her side as smell of her fragrant armpits was so fascinating. One fine morning she woke me up and showed the wet patch on my shorts and started laughing. I got shit scared with the thought as to what will happen if my mother comes to know of this and my days of sleeping with the fragrance would end.
She asked me not to worry and that she would not tell my mom and that it was a Sunday, I can go home little later while my shorts would dry up. She asked me to go to wash room and clean up and handover my shorts for drying while she would come up with alternate wear. She came up with her husband’s dhothi. I did not know to tie a dhothi and she laughingly asked whether Iwould use her inskirt. As there is no other way I agreed and came out wearing her inskirt. She was laughing to her heart’s content after seeing me wearing her skirt with me with shy written large on my face.
On the same night before retiring to bed she reminded me about the inskirt and asked me to change over to her inskirt and said jokingly that we would not have enough time to dry my shorts the next morning. I thought she must be joking but as she was serious, I changed over and slept by her side. She remarked that I am growing up to be a man and that; she is not sure whether to allow me to sleep by her side. She told me that I am wrapping my arms around her in sleep. I begged her not to say no and that I really love sleeping with her. She said I am wetting her skirt which I was wearing and immediately, I offered to wash it, not letting the sleeping opportunity to slip away. Pleased with my behavior, she said that I need to take eggs, as I need proteins at this stage. As my mom would not approve of this she said she would prepare me eggs without her knowledge. Agreed I used to eat the boiled eggs with pepper. Due to the pungent pepper, when I coughed, she would pat me on my head and asked to enjoy eating it slowly. I was so embraced in her love that I thanked her a lot. She replied that I have done so much for her and it is so nice that I am with her all the time. Thus our intimacy started growing. My grades at school were also improving and I am coming in the top five and my teachers and mom were very happy.
I helped akka in washing clothes in the bathroom. She would tie her nightie upto knee level and taught me to wash the soaked clothes. I could have glimpses of her dangling boobs when she bent over and thighs when she was seated and i used to feel horny.
One fine afternoon akka asked me to help her to bathe the baby boy. She asked me to change over to her skirt and by now I am so comfortable with it as Iam used to sleep wearing her skirt. She asked me to sit on the short stool stretching my legs forward and placed the baby on my thighs and legs. She asked me to rollup the skirt upto thigh level as she wanted to apply oil for the baby. I hesitated and she asked me why I was shy with her. I rolled up the skirt and kept the baby on my bare thighs and legs. She applied baby oil and massaged the baby’s limbs sitting opposite to me and I could have a good view of her thighs. While massaging the baby, I could feel her hands on my thighs and felt ecstatic about her touch. All the time she was in conversation about the baby and I was only part listening as my attention was elsewhere. She asked something and as I did not respond she pinched my thighs. She has asked me to sit with legs folded with my folded knees facing the roof. She placed the baby on the slope of my legs and asked me to hold it properly for giving bath. I obeyed her and she went on pouring water on its head. The baby seemed to slip away and I spread my legs little apart so that it would stay put between my parted legs. She soon started laughing and only then I realized that through the parted legs my organ is exposed. I said I could not adjust the skirt as I was holding the baby to my legs and she said it is ok.
At this stage I am almost wet up to waist level and the feel of warm water together with the sight of her moving boobs started having its effect. Added to this, her frequent brushing on my legs and thighs with baby soap created sensations of ecstasy. I am starting to get a hard on. However the fear that I would loose the opportunity made me control my emotions.
She finished bathing the baby and then asked me to sit with folded thighs and placed the baby horizontally across my folded thighs. She then wiped the baby dry with the towel and in the caressing process I felt her wrist on my organ. At one stage I even felt her palm on my balls.
She picked up the baby and went to the bedroom. She remarked that I am wet fully. While I observed that she is also wet, she started breastfeeding the baby without the covering towel and I could have a full view of her boob and in a few moments the baby fell asleep. She rested the baby on the bed and asked me take oil bath and gave some oil in a bowl. I said I do not know to take oil bath as it is my mom who will give me oil bath.
She asked me to wait in the bathroom and she had changed over to an inskirt tied upto the level of her arm pits. She asked me to put my hands up and she removed my wet Tshirt. The fragrance of oil and my favourite arm pit smell once again intoxicated me with her close presence. At this level the edges of her inskirt could cover only to the extent of a third of her thighs. She made me sit on the short stool and it the sight before me was to behold in my memory for ever.
I was wearing her inskirt only and she asked me to roll it upto thigh level. She then poured oil on my head and started massaging my head standing behind me. I could feel her bare thighs brushing on my shoulders and back. I was all excited and i was fighting hard to hide it. My hands were trembling and I could not hold the oil bowl properly for her. She took the bowl of oil from my hands and there was some pause. I asked her what and she said that my short hair is sprinkling oil all over her and into her eyes. I offered to blow air into her eye so that she would be comfortable. All along I was showing my back to her. As I did not get a reply, I turned around to see what is happening. To my shock she was blowing hot air into her skirt bunched up into a ball and kept it pressed on her eye. I could see her hairy pussy up so close and I could not believe my eyes. As her eyes were shut she did not see me turn. It was my first sight as i never saw a woman in full womanhood and I really started trembling out of fear and anxiety. I immediately turned away not to face her and did not have the courage to turn towards her again though I desperately wanted to see it again. She started messaging my hair from behind and my shoulders. She proceeded to my back and then came in front of me. She asked me to close my eyes as she would be applying oil on my face. She came and sat before me and adjusted her skirt, not to expose anything. I was little disappointed and she started working on my face and neck. She applied on my chest and made circles around my nipples. I am totally relaxed now and my nipples became harder. She softly pinched them and I could feel a strange sense of electric ecstasy going on in me. She smiled and said you are feeling good is it not. I replied yes, and at this juncture I felt her up so close that I could even hear her whispers. She asked me to open my eyes. She asked me to pour oil slowly on her head so that she could massage it while I do it. I was taken aback with her both arms stretched upwards and the hair in the armpits emanating my favourite smell.
I was trickling oil drop by drop on her head so that this process should never end. The sight and smell was intoxicating. I offered to massage her head and she agreed. I stood up and started massaging with my palms. She taught me to massage with my fingers. It was exhausting to keep bending forward and applying pressure through fingers into her thick hair and I kept on doing it without a pause. However after some time, I took a break and stood erect. I could then feel her breath under my waist area and I could feel the sensation of ecstasy turning into a hardon.
I asked her whether I could apply oil on her back so that I could go to her back and hide my erection. She relaxed the tied skirt and about half her back could be seen. I started applying oil and massaged the back. While come to the sides, I could see the sides of her boob and I touched them while massaging the back. My hard on is full now. I moved to her left side and asked her to raise her arm so that I can apply oil to her arm pit. I sat down and patiently took some oil and mix it in my palms to spread it in her armpit. It was so exciting to be with her up so close. Her full left boob except for the nipple came in my full vision. I was thoroughly enjoying it and I repeated to the right side. She said that she never saw me so happy and excited. Then I told her that her armpit smell was very intoxicating, she said that she knew it very well that I am attracted to her smell as during sleep I used to sleep, up so close to her arm pits.
We are so intimate now, as if nothing is there to hide from each other.
She asked me to stand facing her so that she can apply oil on my legs. I was fighting shy and she said nothing to hide between us. Come on roll up. I obeyed her. Her soft palms caressed my thighs under the skirt and it stopped little short of my organ. It was fully erect now and pointed at her face, of course under the skirt. I have lost my shyness and I desperately wanted her to touch my organ. While she applied oil on the bottom part of my legs and particularly my foot, her face accidently brushed against my erect organ and she smiled it away. I was yearning for another brush with her face.
Then she asked me to sit while she shampooed my hair and soaped my back and chest. I asked for applying shampoo and she said she will do it on her own. Less realizing that her skirt is tied loosely she raised her arms and applied shampoo. The skirt came down with her tits dangling to the movement of her hands. She then realized, and asked me to tie it up, as her hands are with oil and shampoo. I, then did as told with trembling hands and careful not to touch the boobs. She finished her bath turning to the other side when she soaped her inner thighs and asked me to finish faster.
After all these experiences, my hardon would not come down. While I struggled with it she finished bath and the wet skirt fell down with a soft thud leaving the place for the towel. She left the bathroom and I felt disgusted. I too finished and followed her to the kitchen. She is now dressed up in a saree and started cooking. I was reluctant to leave her and go and was pacing the hall. The scene of her cleaning her eyes with the skirt up came playing in my mind incessantly, and I was longing to see it.
During the night i was bolder and I stuck close to her to the point of a hug. I could feel her breathe on my face and enjoyed her odour of her mouth upso close. I wanted to see her private part desperately and I do not know the way to reach it. However the closeness emboldened me to wrap my right leg on her hip. She was taken aback at this development. I thought she would wriggle away. But no, she is enjoying it and allowing me to keep it on her hip. We engaged into sweet conversations about her childhood and her college days. She told about her college romance with her classmate and how he treated her with respect and how she enjoyed his attention. The marriage with her husband was arranged by the family and for the women of our community who has the responsibility to uphold the prestige of the family, her likes and dislikes does not matter. As a result she has to bid goodbye to her classmate and marry the person chosen for her. I told her I will do whatever she wants and all I want is to be together. She told me that she knew that I love her from my heart and she too loves me a lot. We engaged in a passionate kiss that lasted for several minutes. Emboldened I pressed my face against her boobs and once again the scent was intoxicating. I tried to unhook her blouse to have a view of the boobs and she helped in unbuttoning the hooks of the blouse. Amazing pair of boobs. I licked the boobs and when I came to the black area around the nipples she started moaning. I encircled the black area with my lips and tongue started playing with the nipple. She was ecstatic and her fingers were at the back of my neck holding me like a baby to be fed. Here I am enjoying the feast of the boobs. I started sucking the hard tit and I could taste some milk. She was enjoying the entire scene and I could not believe that I would suck the tit of the woman whom I fantasize in my dreams.
It was then I told her that I saw her pussy in the bathroom when she cleaned her eyes with her skirt up. She was surprised and said “you naughty”. I asked her to lift the saree to see her pussy. She then kissed me again passionately in the lips. She asked me to wait till the baby boy falls asleep. As she made me wait my curiosity is growing by the second and every passing minute seemed to be an year. I was fully excited that I getting to see it again. I did hug her closely at her hips with my face entrenched in the folds of her cotton saree and the smell was so intoxicating. I was clueless as to how to proceed further. I dug my face between the thighs and the feel was so liberating giving thrust for boldness. I was so enchanted that she is allowing me to do all these and felt empowered to explore. She slowly pulled me upto her face and planted another kiss with her tongue caressing mine. She asked me to remove my shorts and played with my dick for some time with her fingers. All these made me so comfortable and I am getting a hardon. Sensing this and after ensuring the baby is fast asleep, she pulled up her saree to show the thighs and I could feel her bare skin against mine at the thighs. The feel was soo good and sensational and I could see me attracted to the hips and sucked her belly button before progressing downward. I then could not control my anxiety further and dived down further and lifted the saree up to see her cleveage covered in thick black bush of hair. I slowly parted the hairs with my fingers at the area where the cleveage started and she guided me with her fingers towards the main area. A dark skin opened up to show a pink rosy inner part. I then kept my finger there. It was like a smooth satin and I felt the urge to lick my finger and took it to my mouth. She stopped me and said “no no”. I asked her not to stop me and took my face as close to the parted lips covered by the hair. The feel was great and smell of the pussy I was longing for is for me at this very moment. My breathing hot air at the sensitive place must have aroused her and I could find the satin lips shining. I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked it. She was shocked and pushed my head away. I persisted and not to loose this opportunity held her by the buttocks and started sucking the pussy. Now she is in my control and the suck was proving to be exhilarating and invigorating. I think she too liked it the way and again her hands were at the back of neck holding me to suck her. She is enjoying it beyond limits and it could be seen from her moans. I did not want to stop the tasting of pussy and her hips went moving up and down. My tongue went deep inside and as far as it could go. She then pulled me upwards towards her face and my dick came face to face to the pink lips. She then held my dick me and guided to her pussy lips. I could feel she is dragging my dick to thrust it inside. I did it as guided.
My first one. I started moving it and it was so slippery down that my dick came out when I rose up to dig again. I persisted and could move inside and outside as her thighs wrapped me around. I could not find the correct angle to hold it inside for some time and she adjusted her hips upwards to accommodate my thrusts within. She held me by my buttocks and folded her knees upwards to give more leverage and at that very moment I reached the climax. I started to pour inside her and fell on her like a crumpled piece of paper. I was so relaxed to the extent I did not know what happened further and slept like a slumber dog, without even wearing anything. The next day morning she woke me up with a coffee and asked me to dress up smilingly. She asked me what happened yesterday and said you were a shy boy and see now how bold you are. She said her husband has never tasted her pussy like the way I did.
The days that followed were full of love and fun and it went on for a period of four years. Never did I feel it a guilt and our attraction only grew over the days. I understood romancing a woman whom you respect and whom you fantasize is nothing but a boon. Thereafter their family has to move to Madurai as her husband was promoted as territory manager. I too entered my engineering college and I missed her a lot.
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