31-05-2023, 09:32 PM
Hello , my name is Anil.
I am back after long time.
Will be starting a thread where I have threesome with 2 MILFs Smitha And Sneha.
Sneha is my sister's sister in law.
Staying n studying in a big city was my dream. However, the chance came only during my first year of graduation.
My father passed away when I was in 9th Std.
So my dream of starting college in big city came to a halt.
However, my elder sister got married and she stayed in big city of my dreams. This became my path to go to big city. One fine day, we called my sister and requested her to accommodate me with her so that my study could happen in city. Sister was happy with that but her in laws were not so happy. Just like in any big city, people care more about their privacy than relationship.
My brother in law okayed my stay only for a month, after which I was supposed to find an accommodation on my own.
I had one contact who helped me get a part time job and so I became semi-independant. Mom only used to send money for my meal.
During my first month, I also bought all vegetables and grocery at my sister's home, to indicate I am not staying for free.
My part time job was to do some data entry for banks.
I had to visit various branches and do data entry in the bank itself. The period was when there were very few mobile phones. In my first salary, I bought 1 mobile phone for my mother. I was searching for accommodation simultaneously, but it was not easy.
Mostly, the owners didn't allow bachelors fearing that bachelor's will either drink/smoke or will bring girlfriend.
I was trying hard with no luck.
One fine day, I was doing data entry a d someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see who is it. It was Sneha bhabhi. I was pleasantly surprised. She was one of my crushes. I liked elder, married women since beginning. I had 2 teachers in my fantasy. Then in college also, there was one clerk lady whom I liked. In relatives, Sneha Bhabhi was in my top 3. There were 2 others, 1 was my aunty. Mom's distant sister, Megha.
I had never seen a lady as fair as her. For a teen boy, who has studied in village, where even talking to any girl in your class was difficult, Megha Aunty was one who used to shake hands and give a side hug to me whenever we met. She was not that old to be called aunty, but due to village customs, I had to call her Aunty, when she was only probably 30 YO.
Anyways, back to Sneha Bhabhi. She was probably 38/39YO. Tall, fair, very beautiful. I had not given any thought about her figure then, but she had proportionate mass at right places. One could say, her ass was comparatively noticable. To me, her height was unusual. She must be 5.8". I was 5.4" then. Whenever I used to compare our heights or imagine me hugging Sneha bhabhi, I could visualize my face directly in front of her cleavage. Second noticeable thing of her was her beautiful and genuine smile. Anyone could melt if she smiles at him. She was a classy woman with elegant dressing sense. It was either Saree or Punjabi suits, neither of them was revealing. Saree was draped in such a way that even slight hint of her midrif was not be visible. She had classy choice about everything from her clothes to her house decoration to anything she used to gift to anyone. I used to be pretty tensed in front of her because of my inferiority complex. Coming from alage background, I was not classy at all. But in spite of being rich, Sneha bhabhi never treated me with any disrespect.I think, that was the reason for my crush towards her.
So when I saw her in bank, I was totally blank.
My sister had told her about my study in city and that I am searching for accommodation. I have never thought that my need would be fulfilled by my crush.
She waved her hand in front of me to bring me out of trance.
"Hello....It's a surprise" I said.
"Hope a pleasant one" she said and laughed wholeheartedly.
I also joined and said,
"Off course, it will always be pleasant surprise to meet you" (I said that, but my heart was pounding with supersonic speed)
She smiled and said, the bank manager is her friend and she had come for some bank related work and was surprised to see me working there.
I explained my part time job to her and she took me forcefully to bank canteen.
She ordered tea and looking at the Counter she also ordered 2 cream rolls along with tea.
"It's been many years since I have had a cream roll with tea. You know, it was our favourite dish during college period. Anish, my husband and I used to eat cream rolls by dipping them in tea glass. It was such a fun"
She was speaking openly.
I was just looking at her and there was a smile on my face, usually it is when you are enjoying your current moment.
I forgot to mention, she wore a nice blue colored saree, sleeveless dark blue blouse matching with saree.
It was first time for me to see her in sleeveless blouse and so my eyes were going on her well toned hands again and again.
She probably noticed that and said
"Sleeveless is pretty common in city. It's my favourite.
She turned around to her right and signalled the canteen waiter to come to take order. I could first time see her tummy due to that. It was creamy, flat and smooth at the same time. Not like other married women with 2 or 3 folds and skin tone that is of some old lady.
She looked as if she was just 34 or 35. I couldn't keep my eyes away from her tummy and she suddenly turned towards me to ask if I want to order anything else.
I was caught. But she just smiled and asked me if I need anything else.
I nodded in negation. She gave the order and leaned forward a bit. Her pallu created a gap between her torso which was leaned on table and her thighs.for the first time, I observed her waist and the region joining her legs, hips to torso. The saree was draped tightly, giving impression of her bulge below navel. (Navel was unfortunately invisible) my eyes even tried to gauge the place between her legs, but I didn't want to be that obvious. So in between I tried to have some eye contact too.even that was killing me, as I invariably looked at her toned arms and her long neck. She had a very small/ thin mangal sutra and that also showed her classy choice. It was probably coming only up to her cleavage. When she talked, one of her neck veins used to swell a bit. Especially when she laughed. That used to make her gold chain move and it was shining in the light which was directly above her head. I visualized how it would feel if I am hugging her tight, she is giggling becoz of that and her gold chain is shining at that time.
I was brought back to present by the thud sound that came when the waiter placed our tea cups and plates with 1 cream roll each.
She impatiently took the cream roll, dipped in her tea cup and immediately took it to her mouth.
I was watching her intently. Before actually taking the cream roll to her mouth, she held it horizontally, to avoid any tea drops dripping from it and quickly opened her mouth and took about an ich of the cream roll in her mouth. She savoured the taste of cream roll crispy outer layers, dipped in tea and then proceeded to take a bite. After the bite was taken, she noticed that I am watching her very closely. She didn't show it on her face, but she probably liked the attention.
Ignoring my stare, she dipped the cream roll again and took it in her mouth again. Now that a bite was already taken, the tea has percolated through its layers and she unknowingly made a slurpy sound and immediately looked at me and with cream roll still in her wide open mouth, she laughed. Another bite of the cream roll and now she had to open her mouth really wide to accommodate the grith of remaining cream roll.
I watched it all while just sipping tea. I didn't eat my cream roll and offered it to her. She initially hesitated but agreed to take half of it. We ordered one more tea, cut it in half and ate the remaining cream roll. This time, she waited for me to start eating first. She too watched me intently making me nervous.
"You are nervous now, but you were watching me intently. I thought you are going to make a portrait of me eating cream roll" and she laughed again. Oh my God. That laugh, that smile, that openness...That sense of treating me with respect as if I was an equal.
I felt like, I must have a wife like her.
I again started day dreaming. Instead of "like her" I imagined her to be my wedded wife and first thing was our honeymoon.
By the time I was in college 2nd year, I had watched quite a few porn CDs at my friend's place in village.
I had seen some of village aunties having a bath, I had watched their topless beauty. All this combined and ended up me imagining a sensuous bath with Sneha Bhabhi followed by a streaky sex on one big fluffy bed in missionary first and in doggy later.
She brought me back to reality and told me about one place where I can get accommodation.
"I heard you are searching for accommodation.
My friend has a place, but it is kind of mixed accommodation. "
"Mixed?" I was confused.
"I mean, it is not a separate room. It's basically a 3 bhi bungalow of my friend, who stays with her son and daughter. She has 1 spare bedroom, which she wants to rent out and doesn't expect too much rent.
Her locality is also very nice. You will like it there to practice your paintings and writing too."
I was good at painting and writing some small stories etc. She mentioned the same and I already liked the place without even having a look.
Sneha bhabhi understood that from my look.
She wrote the address on a paper for me and asked me to be there 11 AM next day. She was going to introduce me to her friend "SMITHA".
TBC.
I am back after long time.
Will be starting a thread where I have threesome with 2 MILFs Smitha And Sneha.
Sneha is my sister's sister in law.
Staying n studying in a big city was my dream. However, the chance came only during my first year of graduation.
My father passed away when I was in 9th Std.
So my dream of starting college in big city came to a halt.
However, my elder sister got married and she stayed in big city of my dreams. This became my path to go to big city. One fine day, we called my sister and requested her to accommodate me with her so that my study could happen in city. Sister was happy with that but her in laws were not so happy. Just like in any big city, people care more about their privacy than relationship.
My brother in law okayed my stay only for a month, after which I was supposed to find an accommodation on my own.
I had one contact who helped me get a part time job and so I became semi-independant. Mom only used to send money for my meal.
During my first month, I also bought all vegetables and grocery at my sister's home, to indicate I am not staying for free.
My part time job was to do some data entry for banks.
I had to visit various branches and do data entry in the bank itself. The period was when there were very few mobile phones. In my first salary, I bought 1 mobile phone for my mother. I was searching for accommodation simultaneously, but it was not easy.
Mostly, the owners didn't allow bachelors fearing that bachelor's will either drink/smoke or will bring girlfriend.
I was trying hard with no luck.
One fine day, I was doing data entry a d someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see who is it. It was Sneha bhabhi. I was pleasantly surprised. She was one of my crushes. I liked elder, married women since beginning. I had 2 teachers in my fantasy. Then in college also, there was one clerk lady whom I liked. In relatives, Sneha Bhabhi was in my top 3. There were 2 others, 1 was my aunty. Mom's distant sister, Megha.
I had never seen a lady as fair as her. For a teen boy, who has studied in village, where even talking to any girl in your class was difficult, Megha Aunty was one who used to shake hands and give a side hug to me whenever we met. She was not that old to be called aunty, but due to village customs, I had to call her Aunty, when she was only probably 30 YO.
Anyways, back to Sneha Bhabhi. She was probably 38/39YO. Tall, fair, very beautiful. I had not given any thought about her figure then, but she had proportionate mass at right places. One could say, her ass was comparatively noticable. To me, her height was unusual. She must be 5.8". I was 5.4" then. Whenever I used to compare our heights or imagine me hugging Sneha bhabhi, I could visualize my face directly in front of her cleavage. Second noticeable thing of her was her beautiful and genuine smile. Anyone could melt if she smiles at him. She was a classy woman with elegant dressing sense. It was either Saree or Punjabi suits, neither of them was revealing. Saree was draped in such a way that even slight hint of her midrif was not be visible. She had classy choice about everything from her clothes to her house decoration to anything she used to gift to anyone. I used to be pretty tensed in front of her because of my inferiority complex. Coming from alage background, I was not classy at all. But in spite of being rich, Sneha bhabhi never treated me with any disrespect.I think, that was the reason for my crush towards her.
So when I saw her in bank, I was totally blank.
My sister had told her about my study in city and that I am searching for accommodation. I have never thought that my need would be fulfilled by my crush.
She waved her hand in front of me to bring me out of trance.
"Hello....It's a surprise" I said.
"Hope a pleasant one" she said and laughed wholeheartedly.
I also joined and said,
"Off course, it will always be pleasant surprise to meet you" (I said that, but my heart was pounding with supersonic speed)
She smiled and said, the bank manager is her friend and she had come for some bank related work and was surprised to see me working there.
I explained my part time job to her and she took me forcefully to bank canteen.
She ordered tea and looking at the Counter she also ordered 2 cream rolls along with tea.
"It's been many years since I have had a cream roll with tea. You know, it was our favourite dish during college period. Anish, my husband and I used to eat cream rolls by dipping them in tea glass. It was such a fun"
She was speaking openly.
I was just looking at her and there was a smile on my face, usually it is when you are enjoying your current moment.
I forgot to mention, she wore a nice blue colored saree, sleeveless dark blue blouse matching with saree.
It was first time for me to see her in sleeveless blouse and so my eyes were going on her well toned hands again and again.
She probably noticed that and said
"Sleeveless is pretty common in city. It's my favourite.
She turned around to her right and signalled the canteen waiter to come to take order. I could first time see her tummy due to that. It was creamy, flat and smooth at the same time. Not like other married women with 2 or 3 folds and skin tone that is of some old lady.
She looked as if she was just 34 or 35. I couldn't keep my eyes away from her tummy and she suddenly turned towards me to ask if I want to order anything else.
I was caught. But she just smiled and asked me if I need anything else.
I nodded in negation. She gave the order and leaned forward a bit. Her pallu created a gap between her torso which was leaned on table and her thighs.for the first time, I observed her waist and the region joining her legs, hips to torso. The saree was draped tightly, giving impression of her bulge below navel. (Navel was unfortunately invisible) my eyes even tried to gauge the place between her legs, but I didn't want to be that obvious. So in between I tried to have some eye contact too.even that was killing me, as I invariably looked at her toned arms and her long neck. She had a very small/ thin mangal sutra and that also showed her classy choice. It was probably coming only up to her cleavage. When she talked, one of her neck veins used to swell a bit. Especially when she laughed. That used to make her gold chain move and it was shining in the light which was directly above her head. I visualized how it would feel if I am hugging her tight, she is giggling becoz of that and her gold chain is shining at that time.
I was brought back to present by the thud sound that came when the waiter placed our tea cups and plates with 1 cream roll each.
She impatiently took the cream roll, dipped in her tea cup and immediately took it to her mouth.
I was watching her intently. Before actually taking the cream roll to her mouth, she held it horizontally, to avoid any tea drops dripping from it and quickly opened her mouth and took about an ich of the cream roll in her mouth. She savoured the taste of cream roll crispy outer layers, dipped in tea and then proceeded to take a bite. After the bite was taken, she noticed that I am watching her very closely. She didn't show it on her face, but she probably liked the attention.
Ignoring my stare, she dipped the cream roll again and took it in her mouth again. Now that a bite was already taken, the tea has percolated through its layers and she unknowingly made a slurpy sound and immediately looked at me and with cream roll still in her wide open mouth, she laughed. Another bite of the cream roll and now she had to open her mouth really wide to accommodate the grith of remaining cream roll.
I watched it all while just sipping tea. I didn't eat my cream roll and offered it to her. She initially hesitated but agreed to take half of it. We ordered one more tea, cut it in half and ate the remaining cream roll. This time, she waited for me to start eating first. She too watched me intently making me nervous.
"You are nervous now, but you were watching me intently. I thought you are going to make a portrait of me eating cream roll" and she laughed again. Oh my God. That laugh, that smile, that openness...That sense of treating me with respect as if I was an equal.
I felt like, I must have a wife like her.
I again started day dreaming. Instead of "like her" I imagined her to be my wedded wife and first thing was our honeymoon.
By the time I was in college 2nd year, I had watched quite a few porn CDs at my friend's place in village.
I had seen some of village aunties having a bath, I had watched their topless beauty. All this combined and ended up me imagining a sensuous bath with Sneha Bhabhi followed by a streaky sex on one big fluffy bed in missionary first and in doggy later.
She brought me back to reality and told me about one place where I can get accommodation.
"I heard you are searching for accommodation.
My friend has a place, but it is kind of mixed accommodation. "
"Mixed?" I was confused.
"I mean, it is not a separate room. It's basically a 3 bhi bungalow of my friend, who stays with her son and daughter. She has 1 spare bedroom, which she wants to rent out and doesn't expect too much rent.
Her locality is also very nice. You will like it there to practice your paintings and writing too."
I was good at painting and writing some small stories etc. She mentioned the same and I already liked the place without even having a look.
Sneha bhabhi understood that from my look.
She wrote the address on a paper for me and asked me to be there 11 AM next day. She was going to introduce me to her friend "SMITHA".
TBC.
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