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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Hi. I am Arun, 26, a Software professional, fair skinned, less hair, 5'6'', plump, slightly overweight, walk with a swinging gait due to my body structure. Women do not usually fear me as I do not appear much manly, I think.
This happened 3 years back. At that time we were living in a 4 room apartment. Next door to our apartment was occupied by a Marketing Executive and his wife and their 6 year old son. He was on tour for many days of the month. The housewife was 29 or 30 years old. She was alone in the apartment all the time as the boy goes to the school during most days. She was friendly with my mother and was smiling at me now and then. She was well built with nice curves and full flesh at all the right places. And a person with 'take it easy' nature and was not inhibited by much tradition. Though she was not modern in any manner or sense. Just outgoing. And fun-loving. Even though I used to 'eye' her, I did not dare to put my dreams and thoughts into action, for fear of being blamed for taking liberties with a married woman and retribution. However, I knew that she also was looking at me, with more than something of a casual friendly look.
One day my mother went to our relatives' house for attending a function there. The lady from the opposite apartment, let's call her Kusuma, came to our apartment and complained that their computer was not working well enough and asked me to go over to their house and see to it. I locked our portion and walked over, armed with my thumb drives which had various softwares needed for removing viruses and doing other repairs.
In about five or six minutes, I repaired and made the computer usable for her again. She asked me to wait and went into the kitchen and brought a cup of coffee for me and a cup for herself. I finished my coffee and got up to go. She asked me to sit for a minute to advise her regarding something about internet. She was hesitating to ask me for something. She said she did not know how to ask me about this. I asked her to go ahead and ask away anyway. She asked me, if I had any 'blue' film CDs or if they could be seen on internet, where to look for them. I told her about a web site that had some 1 GB movie files on their page for free download and showed her how to download them into her computer and place them on her desktop. I told her that she could see them at her leisure. She told me that she does not know how to view those files and that she knew only how to play CDs. I showed her how to open the video files and got ready to go to give some privacy for her as the movie started with a very steamy scene. Kusum was standing behind my chair. She placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me softly into the chair. I sensed that some happy thing was going to happen. She continued standing behind my chair and was watching the movie. All of a sudden, I felt her hands on my cheeks. She felt my cheeks, brought her fingers to my lips, moved her fingers on my nose and eyes and hair. I was enjoying all this. I did not move for fear of interrupting the happiness. Then her fingers moved to trace my ears. She gently pushed her fingers into my ear canals. She then turned my head up and placed a wet, sweet kiss on my mouth. I kept my head up-turned till she was finished with my mouth. She then kissed me on my eyes and nose and forehead, still standing behind my seat. I got bold, took her hand and pulled her gently to my side and guided her to sit on a sofa near by and I also sat down. I was sitting on her left as, traditionally, a married woman's right side is for her husband. I extended my hand around her shoulder and pulled her near, embraced her and kissed her on her cheek, all the time my hand was pressing her breast gently, which she enjoyed much. My fingers were working over her nipple. I lifted her left hand and buried my face into her armpit and smelled it to my heart's content. She sensed my hunger. We both forgot about the adult film playing on the computer monitor.
She now leaned back on my lap. After playing with her face and hair and ears for a few minutes, I lifted her head up and kissed her mouth for a long time. She opened her mouth and our tongues fought battles with each other. I brought the fingers of my right hand to her inner thigh. She separated her legs. I was able to access her clitoris over her dress and massaged it for a few minutes till she climaxed so happily for her and so joyfully for me.
She opened my lungi and took out my manhood and massaged the foreskin. I was in heaven. I turned her head and put my tongue into her ear. She enjoyed my tongue in her ear canal. After a couple of minutes of this, she turned her head and offered me her other ear, which received similar full tongue treatment. Feeling so very happy, she stroked me till I came all over the floor. When I tried to get up to clean up the liquid with my lungi, she said that she would mop the floor later as a part of her routine house-cleaning. She said 'Thank you'. I told her that I was indebted to her and that I can not thank her enough for offering me so much happiness from her side as me, a bachelor, was very hungry for such 'touch' and 'kiss' experiences. She said she was looking forward for this day since some months.
I thanked her again.
I went home, sat down, mulled about the happy incident again and again in my mind and masturbated once more. Tired, I went to sleep, till Kusum rang the bell again and brought me some tiffin to eat in the afternoon. WoW.
We continued to have such pleasantries with each other's bodies once in every while when we had some private moments. Nothing much invasive or dangerous. We knew the dangers of pregnancy and took care not to go further than this. It was hand, finger and tongue action only, strictly. I never tongued her 'down there' as she and I too felt that we might not be able to stop ourselves from doing things which are more 'intrusive'. She gave me 'orals' several times, though she did not permit me to come into her mouth and I never crossed my limits.
I did not want to make her angry or uncomfortable and lose these 'guest priveleges' I had with her body.
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