It’s been a long time since I posted my first ever experience with an MILF. She left Bangalore for her home town Coimbatore few months later and I was left without a sex-partner. However, I guess it’s my never satisfying hunger for MILFs that drove me towards another lady. This time my muse was a neighborhood lady whom I had my eyes on for quite long time.
Guess it would be around 3-4 months during which we made only eye contacts and exchanged some inviting smiles. I was not sure whether to take a plunge so that it’s very early to make advances although there was this sense of urgency prevailing always in the back of my mind. I was staying at a terrace apartment adjoining to another 2 storied house.
She used to come to her terrace to dry clothes or to take an evening stroll. I would keep my window open which was right in front of her terrace. Let me describe her a bit here. As a disclaimer, folks who like middle aged ladies would appreciate the description, others might as well do like. I presumed her to be in her mid-forties; between 40-45 years of age.
She had nice curly hair, not too long or too short, which would rest on her back all the time as she walked. Looking at their house it seemed they were quite wealthy – 2 storied house with a lobby, 2 mid-size sedans parked in the lobby. She would wear sleeveless tops and pajamas. At times she would also wear kurta with salwar or tight leg ins. I saw her wearing saree also sometimes.
I watched her a lot i.e. 3-4 months. She was physically endowed. She was not quite fair but had this glow on her skin which would hide her real age. I took a guess. Her breasts would be at least 38” with little weightage on her waist; although waist wouldn’t be more than 32”-33”. And to end it with big round butts of around 40” mounted on a couple of round, fleshy thighs.
I would remain glued to the window whenever she came to terrace. It didn’t take her long to realize that I was watching her. I followed all the regular timings to her to come to the terrace if I was at home. While drying clothes she would bend down to pick up stuff and I used to get a full view of her boobies through the tops or kurtas she wore.
She wouldn’t wear a bra some times as her nipples could be seen standing erect from inside with her wet clothes stuck to the body. Her name was Manjushree. On one summer weekend evening I was getting ready go to out. I had this habit of changing clothes with my windows open as I used to stay in the terrace apartment where no one would come.
And the only house next my window was her. I removed all my clothes as I noticed she came to the terrace. She must have taken a late shower as she came to dry her wet hair. As soon as I noticed her I just forgot that I was naked. I went near the window and kept watching her as she was making her hair wearing a nice sleeveless kurta.
I was enjoying her cleanly shaven arm-pits as she raised her hands to tie the hair. The short kurta was thigh length and she was wearing a tight white leg in. Her awesome fleshy thighs were neatly wrapped inside the stretching piece of cloth. Near her waist where the kurta had cut on each sides, her panty line was visible with a nice glimpse of round butts inside.
Ah! That was an incredible sight to enjoy. I was left standing on the window, stark naked with my penis erect and hard as wood and with a few drops of pre-cum at the tip of it. Suddenly she looked at my window and noticed me. I was dumb-stuck to make a move and kept on standing there and ogling her. She looked shocked for a while and tried to look the other way but turned her face towards me again.
This time with an embarrassing smile and a curious look. I smiled back at her. Now it was a deliberate attempt on my part to act normal even though I was caught red handed. She left the terrace after few moments that evening but not before giving me some looks and smiles. I felt my initial point was scored. I wanted to move to the next level as she was comfortable with my nudity.
Later on I came to know that she had a son was studying in an engineering college in Mysore, her daughter was studying in a local college. Her husband was working in senior position in a nationalized back somewhere in Banashankari area. From now on it used to be these naked fashion shows and exchange of smiles for the next few days before I decided to step up.
I was getting bit anxious by the time consumed in seducing her and wanted things to move faster. I wrote my cell number in a piece of paper, wrapped it around a stone with a sparkling gift paper so that it’s notice and threw it on to her terrace in one evening. I was just hoping for her to come so no one else could find it.
I had this gut feeling that it’ll be only her to pick that up first as hardly anybody else used to come to the terrace. And things worked out exactly the way I wanted it to be. She came to the terrace alone in that evening and immediately noticed my sending. She unwrapped the paper and looked at my window hesitantly where I was waiting but this time in clothes!
I was anxious to see her reactions. But she smiled as she saw me standing at the window with an eager look. Perhaps, she had this fear of somebody else noticing of sending the paper. I asked to call me at the cell number in sign language. She immediately went inside, not to the house, but stayed at the stair case to the terrace from where my window could be seen and called at my number.
I took the call quickly and we talked for some time looking at each other from a distance. She asked my name, where do I work, my age, whether I have a girl friend or not and lot of other things. I asked her few things too. She hung up saying she had to go downstairs as husband would come home any time. But we agreed to meet the next day afternoon.
She couldn’t speak h Hindi but was well versed in English. I was overjoyed with mixed feelings that evening. The next day when my time was running at really slow pace, she called me up around 1 o’clock in the afternoon. She was free and we could meet up. Manjushree asked me to come near BTM little away from our place so that no one notices us together.
I quickly got ready and left for the place. She came little late than her expected arrival time, although she was apologetic about it. I understood the reason for the delay as she had to travel alone in public transport which she was not her habit. We went to a nearby shopping mall in my old style Royal Enfield Bullet Classic 350 and sat for an hour or two in a CCD outlet.
She was cautious although gleaming with an impish grin her luscious lips. She wore a sleeveless off-white cotton kurta with beige leg ins and a pair of slippers. She had her hair tied up on top with a brooch. Smelling a beautiful fragrance because of the expensive perfume she used and looking astonishingly glamorous and hot. I was devouring her with both my eyes as we chatted.
She clearly noticed that my eyes were gazing through each centimeter of her delicious figure. Because of the light cotton kurta, her white bra line was clearly visible. I could see her clean arm pits at times when she raised her hand to fix hair. I wanted to take her in my arms so desperately. We became quite comfortable chatting with each other as our hands; other body parts would brush with each other.
I asked her directly whether she has an active sex life at this age. She said her husband has lost the vigor to continue for long now-a-days. Mostly it’s little bit of fore play and then a quickie to end it all before retiring to bed at night. She hasn’t had a wild encounter in quite a long time. I sympathized with her in reply and started telling her my preferences on bed when she asked me.
I told her “I can tell you a hundred things but it’s actually sweeter when I perform these actions on you!” Her eyes gleamed with an agreeing smile. I got my expected response. I wanted to take her away for an overnight trip but she couldn’t manage it with everybody at home. So we decided to make it happen in a hotel room. I said I will take care of the booking.
She was cautious about the hotel I choose and I assured it will be a good one. We only had one afternoon to spend together and a lot happened over a cup of coffee! As the CCD punch line says!!
We decided to go to a resort in the out skirts of Bangalore in one weekend. I was nervous at the same time overjoyed with sense of pleasure running all over. We met at the same place and we reached the resort on my beauty ‘Classic 350’. We spent an hour at the swimming pool. She wore a capri and a top. Clearly she didn’t want to show much of her skin to others.
I was happy nonetheless since I was waiting to see her completely in no time. Since she wore that capri I could see her bare legs below knee for the first time. She must have waxed the previous day as her legs were smooth and looked fairer as got into the pool. I could clearly see the shape of boobies through her wet dress; her butts were bulging out of the capri.
Then we went to our cottage to change. As soon as we entered the cottage I slammed the door off and pulled her towards me. She was as if expecting the action and readily gave in to me. I grabbed her around waist and planted a soft peck on the cheek. It’s always better to start slow and soft I guess. This eventually yields good response from the partner as well.
In no time my soft kisses turned into long smooches and my hands dug deep inside her capri. I always go for the butts when I’m smooching lady from the front. This gives a very good grip over her body to arouse ladies. My ladies liked this approach before and it was successful this time too. Soon her capri was on her knees with one of my hands titillating her clitoris at the front.
This was the killer punch as she almost leaned over my shoulder and completely rested on my body. I sensed the signal and took her panties off completely. She was still wearing the top. I bent down on my knees in front of her as she stood and started licking her groin and abdomen while gently caressing her butts at the back. She had her eyes shut and started to moan softly.
I wanted to take a deeper plunge and made her lie down on the bed behind. She spread her legs and I saw the opening her pussy. It was covered with trimmed short hair and color of it was pink. Manjushree’s pussy was wet with fluid as I separated the vaginal lips with my fingers. I leaned over and licked her pussy with the tip of my tongue as she responded a louder moaning.
She held my head; started to press my face against her pussy as I licked her faster and harder. My dick was already erect and it was painfully difficult to let it grow inside my undies and shorts. I took them off all at once. I leaned over her again; this time started licking from the navel and gradually moved up while removing her top upwards.
I reached her bra covered boobies this way and she took her top off to help me access her boobies. We were not talking at all; just letting our lips, hand, fingers do the talking. I unhooked her bra and there it was! It was a sight to enjoy. Those melons were too soft and fair with two small pink cherries mounted at the top amidst brownie areola.
I looked at them for a while before touching and then eventually had to take the plunge. My dick was throbbing in all this excitement and I couldn’t any longer to pound her in all her holes. I crawled upwards to let her suck my dick as she lied down. She must have sucked one or multiple dicks throughout her 40 something life and I can bet she was a champion at it.
She exactly knew where to titillate with her tongue-tip. She licked the top rear place of the dick where the foreskin joins with the head and kept on playing with balls caringly. I wished I could cum in her mouth like that but couldn’t resist myself from pounding her pussy. I knew her pussy will be little loose because of her age but it was worthy!
I didn’t use a condom that day as we both trusted each other and I could drop all my love juice inside her hole. I took my penis off her mouth to mount on her pussy. She spread her legs more and kept them near my chest to help me fuck her in missionary position. I almost squatted on her to pound her with full force and saw her boobies swinging up and down with each thrust.
She would moan gently at uneven intervals to let me know of her pleasure. I took her both hands upwards pinning them down on the bed while pounding her pussy with strong and deep strokes. She lied down with her eyes shut, lips opened slightly, moaning softly. I kept on stroking till I was about to ejaculate. I stopped for a while to make it a longer encounter.
As I stopped stroking for a minute, I took that time to lick her nipples to keep her in mood. Once I got my composure back I started stroking again. My dick was covered in her fluid which signaled her orgasm had arrived. Few drops were flowing out of her pussy as I tasted it with my tongue. Aahh!! That was some smell!! My excitement grew bigger and I pounded her for another 5 minutes or so.
She had orgasm twice by that time. I was struggling to hold my cum. Finally I ejaculated inside her with a huge burst of semen. I rested between her boobies while I was cumming and kept on licking her nipples. Manjushree held my head to her body with both hands and her legs locked my waist against her pussy with both legs.
We embraced each other tightly while my dick was throbbing inside her pussy. She smooched me and was licking my tongue. We lied down for a few minutes in that embrace before getting up. We had sex one more time before leaving in the evening that day. We had sex a number of times for the next 3-4 months. I might describe those at a later time provided my readers appreciate this narration.
Guess it would be around 3-4 months during which we made only eye contacts and exchanged some inviting smiles. I was not sure whether to take a plunge so that it’s very early to make advances although there was this sense of urgency prevailing always in the back of my mind. I was staying at a terrace apartment adjoining to another 2 storied house.
She used to come to her terrace to dry clothes or to take an evening stroll. I would keep my window open which was right in front of her terrace. Let me describe her a bit here. As a disclaimer, folks who like middle aged ladies would appreciate the description, others might as well do like. I presumed her to be in her mid-forties; between 40-45 years of age.
She had nice curly hair, not too long or too short, which would rest on her back all the time as she walked. Looking at their house it seemed they were quite wealthy – 2 storied house with a lobby, 2 mid-size sedans parked in the lobby. She would wear sleeveless tops and pajamas. At times she would also wear kurta with salwar or tight leg ins. I saw her wearing saree also sometimes.
I watched her a lot i.e. 3-4 months. She was physically endowed. She was not quite fair but had this glow on her skin which would hide her real age. I took a guess. Her breasts would be at least 38” with little weightage on her waist; although waist wouldn’t be more than 32”-33”. And to end it with big round butts of around 40” mounted on a couple of round, fleshy thighs.
I would remain glued to the window whenever she came to terrace. It didn’t take her long to realize that I was watching her. I followed all the regular timings to her to come to the terrace if I was at home. While drying clothes she would bend down to pick up stuff and I used to get a full view of her boobies through the tops or kurtas she wore.
She wouldn’t wear a bra some times as her nipples could be seen standing erect from inside with her wet clothes stuck to the body. Her name was Manjushree. On one summer weekend evening I was getting ready go to out. I had this habit of changing clothes with my windows open as I used to stay in the terrace apartment where no one would come.
And the only house next my window was her. I removed all my clothes as I noticed she came to the terrace. She must have taken a late shower as she came to dry her wet hair. As soon as I noticed her I just forgot that I was naked. I went near the window and kept watching her as she was making her hair wearing a nice sleeveless kurta.
I was enjoying her cleanly shaven arm-pits as she raised her hands to tie the hair. The short kurta was thigh length and she was wearing a tight white leg in. Her awesome fleshy thighs were neatly wrapped inside the stretching piece of cloth. Near her waist where the kurta had cut on each sides, her panty line was visible with a nice glimpse of round butts inside.
Ah! That was an incredible sight to enjoy. I was left standing on the window, stark naked with my penis erect and hard as wood and with a few drops of pre-cum at the tip of it. Suddenly she looked at my window and noticed me. I was dumb-stuck to make a move and kept on standing there and ogling her. She looked shocked for a while and tried to look the other way but turned her face towards me again.
This time with an embarrassing smile and a curious look. I smiled back at her. Now it was a deliberate attempt on my part to act normal even though I was caught red handed. She left the terrace after few moments that evening but not before giving me some looks and smiles. I felt my initial point was scored. I wanted to move to the next level as she was comfortable with my nudity.
Later on I came to know that she had a son was studying in an engineering college in Mysore, her daughter was studying in a local college. Her husband was working in senior position in a nationalized back somewhere in Banashankari area. From now on it used to be these naked fashion shows and exchange of smiles for the next few days before I decided to step up.
I was getting bit anxious by the time consumed in seducing her and wanted things to move faster. I wrote my cell number in a piece of paper, wrapped it around a stone with a sparkling gift paper so that it’s notice and threw it on to her terrace in one evening. I was just hoping for her to come so no one else could find it.
I had this gut feeling that it’ll be only her to pick that up first as hardly anybody else used to come to the terrace. And things worked out exactly the way I wanted it to be. She came to the terrace alone in that evening and immediately noticed my sending. She unwrapped the paper and looked at my window hesitantly where I was waiting but this time in clothes!
I was anxious to see her reactions. But she smiled as she saw me standing at the window with an eager look. Perhaps, she had this fear of somebody else noticing of sending the paper. I asked to call me at the cell number in sign language. She immediately went inside, not to the house, but stayed at the stair case to the terrace from where my window could be seen and called at my number.
I took the call quickly and we talked for some time looking at each other from a distance. She asked my name, where do I work, my age, whether I have a girl friend or not and lot of other things. I asked her few things too. She hung up saying she had to go downstairs as husband would come home any time. But we agreed to meet the next day afternoon.
She couldn’t speak h Hindi but was well versed in English. I was overjoyed with mixed feelings that evening. The next day when my time was running at really slow pace, she called me up around 1 o’clock in the afternoon. She was free and we could meet up. Manjushree asked me to come near BTM little away from our place so that no one notices us together.
I quickly got ready and left for the place. She came little late than her expected arrival time, although she was apologetic about it. I understood the reason for the delay as she had to travel alone in public transport which she was not her habit. We went to a nearby shopping mall in my old style Royal Enfield Bullet Classic 350 and sat for an hour or two in a CCD outlet.
She was cautious although gleaming with an impish grin her luscious lips. She wore a sleeveless off-white cotton kurta with beige leg ins and a pair of slippers. She had her hair tied up on top with a brooch. Smelling a beautiful fragrance because of the expensive perfume she used and looking astonishingly glamorous and hot. I was devouring her with both my eyes as we chatted.
She clearly noticed that my eyes were gazing through each centimeter of her delicious figure. Because of the light cotton kurta, her white bra line was clearly visible. I could see her clean arm pits at times when she raised her hand to fix hair. I wanted to take her in my arms so desperately. We became quite comfortable chatting with each other as our hands; other body parts would brush with each other.
I asked her directly whether she has an active sex life at this age. She said her husband has lost the vigor to continue for long now-a-days. Mostly it’s little bit of fore play and then a quickie to end it all before retiring to bed at night. She hasn’t had a wild encounter in quite a long time. I sympathized with her in reply and started telling her my preferences on bed when she asked me.
I told her “I can tell you a hundred things but it’s actually sweeter when I perform these actions on you!” Her eyes gleamed with an agreeing smile. I got my expected response. I wanted to take her away for an overnight trip but she couldn’t manage it with everybody at home. So we decided to make it happen in a hotel room. I said I will take care of the booking.
She was cautious about the hotel I choose and I assured it will be a good one. We only had one afternoon to spend together and a lot happened over a cup of coffee! As the CCD punch line says!!
We decided to go to a resort in the out skirts of Bangalore in one weekend. I was nervous at the same time overjoyed with sense of pleasure running all over. We met at the same place and we reached the resort on my beauty ‘Classic 350’. We spent an hour at the swimming pool. She wore a capri and a top. Clearly she didn’t want to show much of her skin to others.
I was happy nonetheless since I was waiting to see her completely in no time. Since she wore that capri I could see her bare legs below knee for the first time. She must have waxed the previous day as her legs were smooth and looked fairer as got into the pool. I could clearly see the shape of boobies through her wet dress; her butts were bulging out of the capri.
Then we went to our cottage to change. As soon as we entered the cottage I slammed the door off and pulled her towards me. She was as if expecting the action and readily gave in to me. I grabbed her around waist and planted a soft peck on the cheek. It’s always better to start slow and soft I guess. This eventually yields good response from the partner as well.
In no time my soft kisses turned into long smooches and my hands dug deep inside her capri. I always go for the butts when I’m smooching lady from the front. This gives a very good grip over her body to arouse ladies. My ladies liked this approach before and it was successful this time too. Soon her capri was on her knees with one of my hands titillating her clitoris at the front.
This was the killer punch as she almost leaned over my shoulder and completely rested on my body. I sensed the signal and took her panties off completely. She was still wearing the top. I bent down on my knees in front of her as she stood and started licking her groin and abdomen while gently caressing her butts at the back. She had her eyes shut and started to moan softly.
I wanted to take a deeper plunge and made her lie down on the bed behind. She spread her legs and I saw the opening her pussy. It was covered with trimmed short hair and color of it was pink. Manjushree’s pussy was wet with fluid as I separated the vaginal lips with my fingers. I leaned over and licked her pussy with the tip of my tongue as she responded a louder moaning.
She held my head; started to press my face against her pussy as I licked her faster and harder. My dick was already erect and it was painfully difficult to let it grow inside my undies and shorts. I took them off all at once. I leaned over her again; this time started licking from the navel and gradually moved up while removing her top upwards.
I reached her bra covered boobies this way and she took her top off to help me access her boobies. We were not talking at all; just letting our lips, hand, fingers do the talking. I unhooked her bra and there it was! It was a sight to enjoy. Those melons were too soft and fair with two small pink cherries mounted at the top amidst brownie areola.
I looked at them for a while before touching and then eventually had to take the plunge. My dick was throbbing in all this excitement and I couldn’t any longer to pound her in all her holes. I crawled upwards to let her suck my dick as she lied down. She must have sucked one or multiple dicks throughout her 40 something life and I can bet she was a champion at it.
She exactly knew where to titillate with her tongue-tip. She licked the top rear place of the dick where the foreskin joins with the head and kept on playing with balls caringly. I wished I could cum in her mouth like that but couldn’t resist myself from pounding her pussy. I knew her pussy will be little loose because of her age but it was worthy!
I didn’t use a condom that day as we both trusted each other and I could drop all my love juice inside her hole. I took my penis off her mouth to mount on her pussy. She spread her legs more and kept them near my chest to help me fuck her in missionary position. I almost squatted on her to pound her with full force and saw her boobies swinging up and down with each thrust.
She would moan gently at uneven intervals to let me know of her pleasure. I took her both hands upwards pinning them down on the bed while pounding her pussy with strong and deep strokes. She lied down with her eyes shut, lips opened slightly, moaning softly. I kept on stroking till I was about to ejaculate. I stopped for a while to make it a longer encounter.
As I stopped stroking for a minute, I took that time to lick her nipples to keep her in mood. Once I got my composure back I started stroking again. My dick was covered in her fluid which signaled her orgasm had arrived. Few drops were flowing out of her pussy as I tasted it with my tongue. Aahh!! That was some smell!! My excitement grew bigger and I pounded her for another 5 minutes or so.
She had orgasm twice by that time. I was struggling to hold my cum. Finally I ejaculated inside her with a huge burst of semen. I rested between her boobies while I was cumming and kept on licking her nipples. Manjushree held my head to her body with both hands and her legs locked my waist against her pussy with both legs.
We embraced each other tightly while my dick was throbbing inside her pussy. She smooched me and was licking my tongue. We lied down for a few minutes in that embrace before getting up. We had sex one more time before leaving in the evening that day. We had sex a number of times for the next 3-4 months. I might describe those at a later time provided my readers appreciate this narration.
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