Asha was my friend’s mother with whom I studied in the college. Puneet, my college friend, and I met on the very first day of the college and became fast friends. We were in the same class and lived in the same area of Mumbai. We had never met before, but once we got to know each other in the college our friendship grew within days and we used to spend a lot of time together. One day Puneet invited me to his house to study and then play cricket in the evening. I got my books and headed to his house, I rang the door bell and waited, no one opened the door, I rang the door bell again and waited and repeated the process. I was upset and as I thought that this will be the last time I will ring the door bell, the door opened and Asha aunty was right in front of me. She stared at me and I looked at her, big brown eyes, black/brown hair.
A beautiful sexy single stud nose-ring on the left nostril, maroon lipstick on her full thick lips. I fell in love instantly and lost, I got a funny feeling in my stomach and I wanted to just grab her and kiss her with all my might, just crush her body with mine. Asha cleared her throat and I gathered my thoughts and asked her “Aunty, is Puneet here?” “He has gone to the store and will be back soon” She replied “Puneet told me that you will be coming, you are his friend Raj, correct?” She asked me “Yes” I answered “Come in and have a seat, he should be here any minute” She told me. I walked behind her and just watched the folds that her smooth and sexy tummy created and her large hips swaying under the Orange chiffon saree, I was mesmerized by the swaying of her tummy line which went up and down with her each step and so did her hips.
Oh I wanted to hold her so bad from her waist! It was then that I noticed that she was medium built not to thin but at the same time not fat either, plus she was not plump either but with the curves like an actress and figure beyond anyone’s imagination, she was just voluptuous at all the right areas to give any normal man a massive hardon just by looks and body. She pointed me to the sofa and gestured me to sit down. I sat down and looked at her beautiful body again which had full supple breasts undreneath a tight matching orange blouse and the black bra could be seen through as the material of the blouse was thin. As I sat down my eyes again gazed to her waist and noticed the deep round navel peeking through the saree folds I got a hard-on immediately and as soon as I realized it I put the books in my lap to cover it, Asha had probably noticed it too.
She again told me that Puneet will be back and in the meantime if I would like anything to drink, looking at a hot aunty my throat was dry and I wanted a glass of cold water, so I asked for one, Asha came back with the glass of water and offered it to me; as she bent down slightly to hand over the glass to me, I glanced at her neckline and peeked at her stunning cleavage. I gulped and looked at her while she stared in my eyes and earlier my eyes were glued on her cleavage. I corrected myself. She had a crooked naughtly smile on her face. She went in and after a few minutes I overheard her on the phone, she was talking to someone. Asha came in the room again and told me that she is going for shower and will be back shortly. I said ok. She went in the bathroom and I heard the water running. After about 10 long minutes she came out in the same saree but the water on her body was more evident and the water was clinging on to her saree and blouse giving me a very sexy view of her body.
I just couldn’t take it and felt as if the tip of my cock would explode. She glanced a look at me and walked in the bedroom all of a sudden I heard a loud sound and heard something fell down, I rushed inside the bedroom and saw Asha on the floor with her legs on the side and the pallu of her saree was off, showing me the long and deep valley of cleavage which I wanted to kiss so badly. She did not try to cover herself with the pallu but was holding on to her ankle and I noticed that she had a beautiful slim anklet on the right foot only. “oooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwww it hurts ouhhchhhhh” she was in pain she had twisted her ankle. I asked her if I could help her on the bed and she agreed. She gave me her hand I helped her get up. As she bent down before she got on her feet I saw those mangoes hanging waiting to be sucked and my mouth watered. As she limped towards the bed and sat down she kept holding my hand. As soon as she sat down she held her ankle again and kept crying “oww ouuuuchhhh it hurts” I felt bad for her and asked if I could massage it for her “Please do” she begged. I asked her for some oil and she pointed to the dressing cabinet, I picked the bottle of oil and came back to the bed and sat next to her ankle.
I applied some oil to my hands and then looked at her as her face showed pain, She just tugged her saree a little bit up until the hem reached the knee and I stared to massage her ankle and foot. I kept on pressing her smooth, milky calves that were on the fuller right below the knee and slim around the ankle totally hairless it felt like flowing my hands through milk. As I pressed her calves and massaged the ankle, Asha enjoyed the attention and said “You are very good at it, is this your first time giving a massage?” I gulped down my saliva and licked my lips that were dry, trying to conceal my hard-on I nodded my head. Asha then said “Would you mind if I asked to you press it a little harder?” I said No, its ok I will press harder. She was looking at me in the eyes and then slowly bought her hand to her mouth and bit the middle finger from the side with her eyes half closed, she wanted me to follow her hand and as I looked her hand travelled from her mouth to her saree and she pulled it up a little and my eyes widened as I saw her creamy milky thighs which looked to inviting.
I slowly started to notice that her crying had slowly converted from crying to a seductive moan and she was biting her “mmmmmmmmm” she started to moan in pleasure lower lip every few seconds, with her eyes half closed, she pulled her saree a little bit above as I saw the mid-thighs. I was enjoying it! I moved my hands above to her thighs and she cried with pleasure “oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uufffff” I was seeing her full breasts rise and fall with her breathing getting heavier and heavier. I had full raging hard-on ready to rip the jeans I was wearing. I moved my hands and massaged between her thighs and calves, she was liking it a lot. Before I knew anything I had started to caress Asha’s thighs and calves and massage had flown out of the window, my eyes were glued from her facial expressions to her heaving chest which was rising with her heaving breathing and showing ample amounts of skin where the top of her boobs were poping out of the blouse, the blouse seemed very small as compared to her boobs.
Understanding my caressing to be more of an intimate touch Asha lifted her one leg a little as she rested her foot on the bed and parted her thighs, her saree rose further up and she tugged it as well and brought her leg down and as I started massaging her mid-thigh she told me “ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmaaaaaa Thoda aur upar aao na mmmmmmmmmmmmmm you are driving me crazy” I just couldn’t take it any more. I then just grabbed her thighs roughly and squeezed them “ooooooooooooooooooooooo uuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm” and she bit her lower lip again. She opened her eyes and ran the tip of her tongue over her upper lip while she looked at me, she then moved the tip of her tongue to the lower lip and bit half of it and held it there. I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was driving me crazy, I wanted to pin her down on the bed and fuck her brains out although I knew where it was leading I didn’t want to rush and ruin everything. I slowly moved my hand up her thighs to a point where I could feel the heat from between her legs on my hands that were on her thighs “uuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she responded and held the side of the pillows and shook her head to one side, I slid my hand to her knee and caressed it from the knee to the upper and inner thigh and everytime I slid my hand up she would let out a moan that was seductive as hell.
“ooooooooooooooooooooofffffffffffffffffff ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhh maaaaaaa uuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm” while I checked out her facial expressions I did not realize that my hand had gone all the way up and my fore-fingers touched the depth of her legs and I saw her semi-transparent black panty as my hand touched the between of her legs she yelled with pleasure and moaned like no tomorrow and at the same time opend her legs wide for me that I could now even see the pubic hair peeping out from the sides of her panty. Her legs were now open to almost the limit of a 180 degrees as if inviting me. I liked what I saw. All of a sudden she pushed her legs down and straight while my massage continued, she had regained her composure but could not control her lust and with her half open eyes she looked at me and bit her lips again. As I tried again to go up her thighs as much as possible I heard her whisper “Aur upar, aur upar karo na uuuuuffffff” as I was reaching her love mound she again opened her legs and grabbed my wrist, that startled me.
She guided it to her panty covered pussy and pressed her hand on it this was the moment I had been waiting for and I just cupped her valley of juices and she cried out loudly “Uuuuuuuuuuffffffffff mmmaaaaa ooohhhhh oooooohhhhhhh yeahhh” I started to massage her pussy from outside and laid right beside her as I rubbed her pussy, she started to grind her hips against my hand. She again tried to hold my wrist as if to push away but I resisted and kept rubbing her pussy from outside as she kept moaning. I was now feeling the wetness on her panties. “uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhh oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuunnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh” I went on my side and planted my mouth on hers and drove my tongue in her mouth while she wailed with muffled moans in my mouth “mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm uuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmm uuuunnnnghhhhmmmm” I was kissing her hard as my hands were rubbing her pussy and I then took my hand a little above and slapped her pussy this was so un-expected that it even surprised me She broke the kiss immediately and cried out “oooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggghhhhhhhhh ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh” I again pulled her face to mine and planted my lips on her while I drove my tongue in her mouth and sucked on her tongue she kept moaning like a red-blooded whore “ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm uuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnmmmmmmmmmmmmggggggghhhhhh” to my surprise she was more wetter than before and she guided my hand to lift it from rubbing her wet pussy to small slaps, she had enjoyed the spanking of her pussy and it had turned her on.
She was enjoying it and so was I. She then proceeded to squeeze her own breast and whispered a silent “ooohhhhhhhh” and immediately bit her lower lip. I looked up and moved up as she opened her eyes half and moaned again as I started to rub her pussy throught panties, I placed my lips on top of hers and she immediately opened her mouth and drove her tongue in my mouth. I loved this wild woman who was driving me up the wall and driving me crazy. I kissed her back fiercely as she moaned in my mouth. I placed my one hand on her breast and squeezed it hard and she yelped “ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh” in my mouth as I let my grip a little loose on her breast she put her hand on top of my hand and squeezed it again gesturing me to do it again and I obliged. She moaned again, telling me that she liked it. I was moving my hand from her breast to her thigs and inside of her thighs to rubbing her pussy and squeezing her breasts as sometimes she sucked on my tongue and I sucked on her tongue. I tried to push my hand in her blouse to feel her breasts. She then sat up and started to open the hooks of her blouse and took it off, I saw her black bra that looked beautiful on her smooth, milky white skin. She smiled and again put my hands on her breast. I traced it back and tried to fumble with ther bra hook.