When I published my Indian sex story with my aunt, I got a response (email) from a woman named “Lata” who lives in Thane.
Her husband lives and works in Dubai. She is unhappy in his absence and masturbates after reading all the sex stories.
She asked for my phone number and instead of talking we started chatting on mobile. I just wanted her to feel comfortable talking to me since I was a stranger to her. But we really have to admire her courage to talk to me.
We started with a casual chat and then she told me all about her family and said she has a 10 year old son who is in 3rd class. But her husband lives in Dubai and visits sometimes. I realized how hungry she was.
I asked her age and she told me she was 40 years old. I thought she would be fat in the right places like my sister but didn't think about the color.
I told her let's have a sweet relationship rather than direct talk. She was happy to hear that and we started chatting like hell. We used to have at least 500 message conversations every day.
She has to be admired, she has a good sense of humor. I thought it was unfortunate that her husband left his wife here and there to work. Honestly, he might be working for his family but when he can't satisfy his wife, every penny he earns goes in vain.
One day she messaged me like this: (She is speaking Marathi aunty and messaged me in Hindi, but I am translating in Marathi)
Lalita : Hi Sanji. good morning I think we have had enough chats till today. Why don't you meet?
Me: Hi Lalli. Morning! Are you comfortable to meet? I have no problem.
L: Yes, you made me feel very comfortable as a friend. I am very happy to see you today.
Me: Good to hear Lalli. I'm excited too.
L: I was very reluctant to email you when I read your story. But somehow I did and thought you must be a lustful person. But you spoke like a friend and made me so comfortable to talk and share everything with you.
Me: Lalli I can understand. Being a married woman, it is not easy to approach an unknown person and talk directly. I enjoyed every talk with you.
L: Thank you very much, Sanzi. I wonder why you didn't ask for my photo to see what I look like. Generally, every man forces a woman to share photos. But you never did. That made me very interested in you.
Me: Yes. Having photos in my mobile is not good for you and me. As I told you in the beginning, our relationship will be private and between you and me.
L: Right! You are so faithful Sanji! Can you pick me up at Thane bus station? We used to go to Oyo and sit in a private room. What about your office?
Me: Huh! I will take you. I have already sent an email to my team lead that I am sick and will not be able to come to the office.
L: Super. Come at 11:00 AM
Me: Of course. see you My car is a gray maruti swift with alloy wheels.
This story is first posted on Marathi.com. Please do not copy.
I got ready with a nice smell of perfume on my body. She sent her son to school and got ready. I started at 10:30 and reached there at 10:55.
Surprisingly, she came on time. I was expecting some average skin tone lady as I didn't ask for her photo nor have I seen her.
But to my luck she was like an actress she just came and sat in the car and asked me to take her to the outskirts of Thane.
The son-in-law made his mother-in-law
I was shocked to see her. While driving I complimented her that you look very beautiful in saree. She told me, I didn't expect an athletic body from you. I read the sex story but thought it must be fake. But your muscles are fine. I said thank you and we reached Oyo.
As she got down, I realized that she had deliberately worn the saree below her navel. Because she knows I like navels in women.
When we sat in Oyo Lin's private room, she asked me why do you like navels in women? I told her that this is the only part of women's body that is naked when they are wearing a saree. So I would be crazy for any women.
After the meal there was a lot of talking. We thought of leaving.
She gave me a 5 minute smooch while leaving.
On the way back, she told me that her son was going to her mother's house for the weekend. He would return on Thursday morning. She asked me to come for dinner after 6:00 PM.
I took some condom packs and went to her place on my bike. Her place is very crowded and there are naughty kids who will scratch my car.
She told me that she would keep the door open and asked me to come in and close the door immediately without anyone noticing. I did and closed the door. My lady is in the kitchen, and gives me a lustful smile.
She was in a transparent saree and tied the saree below her navel. OMG! I was going crazy there.
I went into the kitchen and sat on the kitchen platform and I was scanning her body and examining her deep navel. I told her that I will change my dress and come back. Tim asked to go to her bedroom and I removed my jeans and had a loose boxer on.
She was shocked to see me in loose boxers. I couldn't control myself and I hugged her from behind with my excited dick. My dick became like a pole and started grabbing her ass and kissing her neck.
This story is first posted on Marathi.com. Please do not copy.
My left hand was on her deep navel and right hand was pressing her right bud. I was using my tongue and teeth on her neck. I put my left hand in her saree and held her pucci with my fingers. She let out a moan and pushed her ass on my dick.
I told her we will have dinner later, let's go to your bedroom now. She said yes please take me there. I picked her up in my arms and dropped her on the bed. My dick was out of my boxers. She stood me up and gave me a sexy blowjob. I told her it was a good initiative and a good start.
She winked at me and removed her saree and laid her on the bed, she was in her petticoat and blouse. She really had an actor's body. We started smooching for 10 minutes and my tongue licked her neck. Meanwhile, I was squeezing her boobs. I realized that she was not wearing any bra inside.
I took her left nipple in my mouth from blouse. I wet it there and also on the right bub. She asked me to suck her boobs, I removed her blouse and exposed her. I started playing with my tongue and kissing around the breast, but no nipple licking. I was doing foreplay and trying to excite her.
I deliberately went near her deep navel and started licking it with my tongue, while gently squeezing her boobs. She was going out of control and screaming like hell. She pulled me up and smooched again for some more time. She was sucking her boobs.
I didn't want to wait for her anymore and took her in my mouth. She was screaming louder now. I was pressing her nipples with my teeth, biting her and squeezing another one. Meanwhile I untied the knots of her petticoat.
There was no panty and I inserted my finger directly into her clean shaven pussy. I was sucking her nipples and my finger was playing with her pussy. She was thrusting and screaming louder than before. Her voice was rising.
Then I got down and started putting my tongue in it.
She told me she never had a tongue session on her puchi. She came in no time and told me that my foreplay made her squirt very quickly.
She told me that I have a nice thick dick to satisfy her pussy.
She asked me to fuck her and was going crazy. She said don't put condom as it will not satisfy both of us. She has taken some pills and there is nothing to worry about.
I started pushing my dick slowly it was very tight. She helped me out of it and pushed her hard and hit the right spot. She let out a loud moan.
I fucked her by hugging her tightly, kissing her face, smooching and biting her neck. We both came in no time and asked me to leave my things inside and hugged each other tightly and slept for half an hour. We got up and cleaned ourselves, freshened up and had dinner.
We watched TV for an hour and resumed our session. The whole night was a sex session for both of us.
This story is first posted on Marathi.com. Please do not copy.
Both of us had 5 sessions that night. She told me that it was the best session she had ever had. She asked me if I was good in bed or my widowed sister. I told both, I can't compare each other because both have differences. I don't want to discriminate anyone. We had 12 sessions over a full weekend.
Let's see how far this relationship goes. Guys, don't ask me for Lalita aunty's number or email. I promised her that it was private and that it would be between us. Because when I published that Indian sex story, I got some emails asking for my sister's number.
