09-11-2019, 11:35 AM
landlady's boyfriend
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This story is of a recent incident that happened between me and the boyfriend of the female landlady of the place. I stay with my roommate in a 2 BHK rented apartment, separate bedrooms for each one of us.
Let’s get to the story which started when I was house hunting about six months ago. I came across my current place posted on the website by the person who used to occupy my room. I came to the house and liked the place instantly, a spacious bedroom with attached bath is a luxury in Mumbai for that price.
I gave my consent and I was told I had to meet the owner. I had to go see her to pay token money immediately to confirm otherwise others had also contacted for the same vacancy. The owner lived on the 8th floor while our flat in on the 6th floor. The owner asked me to wait at her place.
She would reach in 10 minutes. I went up to her flat and the heroine of this story opened the door. A typical Marathi lady in her late thirties wearing a saree with her pallu pushed into the exposed waist area. She opened the door and her hands were covered with wheat flour and she was sweating a bit.
She asked me what I wanted in a rude way. As if I had done the worst mistake of my life disturbing her in the midst of her dinner preparation. I explained and she invited me inside. She asked me to watch TV and rushed to the kitchen. I observed her from the back while she marched to the kitchen.
She was 36-32-34 (confirmed later) a typical Maharashtrian housewife. The kitchen was visible from the hall and I had an eye on her activities. She was busy and once glanced at me to see if I was watching her. It was July and was drizzling a bit. Hence the landlady took about 30 minutes to reach.
I wasn’t complaining as I was getting comfortable with the view. The landlady came. We discussed the terms and finalized by paying a 5k token. The rest money to be followed the next day. The bank account given to transfer the rent and deposit belonged to Rashmika (landlady’s boyfriend). The landlady was near age of 60, she was fat wearing jeans and green tshirt that showed her massive boobs shagging. I thought the woman who opened the door may be her daughter or daughter in law. I was wearing pink kurti with red top.
The landlady shared Rashmika’ s number as well. In case if I face any difficulty with the account. She would be at work the next day and may not be able to entertain the calls. I was happy as She also formally introduced me to Rashmika, she was smiling now considering that I was gonna pay.
She was showing some basic courtesy. They had a small girl (8-year-old) who had gone for the tuition at that time. 2 weeks later, I moved into the apartment. While shifting going up and down in the lift 6/7 times gave me an opportunity to bump into Rashmika. She was going to drop her kid to the college bus.
On the way back, she stopped at the 6th floor to see if everything is okay. There were a few things in the flat that belonged to the owner. She was wearing a light pink saree with her saree pleats exposing her navel and belly area. It is a huge turn on for me. I was happy to invite her inside.
She glanced at my things and was delighted to see Amazon Echo Plus playing songs. I had given an order for Alexa to pause when she entered. She had heard about it but never witnessed. I
asked her to give an order to Alexa and play her favorite song.
It was DDLJ song – ‘Tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana Sanam’. It played at low volume while we chatted. She enquired about my background, workplace, etc. and she mentioned noticing my bullet downstairs. She left as the song completed. She asked me not to hesitate to call/message her for any help.She asked me about having a bullet being a girl how I feel, if any boys tease me about my college study and office job, any boyfriends. She was more inclined to my bullet riding. I told I am riding bullet from class 8, initially boys teased me later they acknoweledged my riding skill, i do not know cooking but I know everything about bullet. I work in intelligence department, job is challenging. I do not have boyfriends as I am busy in duty.
It was a clear sign. But I wasn’t and wanted to be 100% sure before taking any bold step. I looked her up online on Facebook/Insta but couldn’t find her profile. A month passed and we kept bumping each other randomly in the lift and usual hi/hello types and nothing more.
But the more I saw her the more I was getting attracted. I started timing my morning office going time to her going down to drop her kid to the college bus. She noticed this and I was trying to be friendly with the kid (Sameeksha), a sweet kid. In no time I was giving hi5 to the kid every day.
I received goodbye kisses, much to the amusement of Rashmika. This went on almost every day except the days I traveled for work. Sameeksha missed me as told by Rashmika next day. A few days I purposely timed my entry when Rashmika was coming up after dropping the kid.
I was getting off the lift, she mentioned Sameeksha missed me today. I later found out who missed me. In the second month, before transferring the rent I purposely called Rashmika from my cell. I had transferred the rent but there was some issue with the account number and if she could confirm back.
She took the call and there was a long pause. Probably she never expected me to call and had forgotten I had her number. I had called in the afternoon and knew she would be alone at home. We spoke awkwardly but neither of us wanted to disconnect after the bank work was done.
This time I asked about her background. From what I heard I was shocked actually she is not a woman but a man, he was bought by Hijra group from his parents, he was raised like a shemale by balancing hormone therapy.He was working as a bar dancer where landlady was a customer, landlady was unmarried hated men and flithy rich, she enquired about him, in late 50s she wanted someone to take care of her so she purchased him from hijra leader paying huge money. His wife is a very conservative family woman and very strict one, they adopted a daughter.
Now after 6 years of marriage his wife lost interest in him , now she spends most of time hunting shemale prostitutes, she has her pleasure in her different flats, even brothels and bars. Many shemales are her clients who please her. Now she comes once in a week even in months.
I wanted him to know that I understand. I told him he can consider me his friend. He mentioned
He only has 4 friends who are girls from bar working as bargirl and no other friend circle. He
was happy I called him my friend. Next day, I received a WhatsApp message from him if I could
call him when I am free.
I was in a meeting then and wanted to get out to call him but didn’t want to show excitement and desperate behavior. The afternoon calls for about 15-20 minutes post-lunch slowly became routine. After almost 2/3 months and we were just talking. We weren’t getting anywhere, and I wanted him badly.
One day I was returning from the office on my bike. I noticed Rashmika at a bus stop at Worli Naka. I saw He was alone and stopped and gave him a shout. He was delighted to see me and came near me on the road. On enquiring, He had gone to his in laws as his mother in law was unwell.
I asked to drop him. He said someone might notice, I told him I will drop him a little away, He reluctantly agreed. He always wears a saree and sat sideways holding my shoulder. But He had to take support by leaning on me to balance and I could feel his right breasts slightly.
I took his hand on my shoulder and put it on my chest on the next signal. He said thank you and tapped me on my chest. Now I could feel him whole right breast on my back. He kept talking about his mother in law, she is a strict one . The ride from Prabhadevi to Worli is short, just a little slower these days due to metro work. I was in no hurry.
I dropped him a little away from the building and went ahead. He sent a kissing smiley in the night. He asked me to not respond to the message as his wife might see. That was the start of our chatting journey. Chats increased and we started knowing each other more.
I used to tease him a lot. On one of the phone calls in the afternoon, He enquired if I had a boyfriend. That was my cue like I had read on ISS a lot, I said no and said I wish you were my boyfriend. That was my pickup line and He laughed a lot. He said there is no one like this.
I said yes I agree I wish I had come in his life before. That day we spoke for about an hour. I kept throwing pickup lines on him. But He was holding on to his side and not letting me in beyond a point. A few days later, while I was getting ready for work, it started raining heavily.
I decided to skip work and take it easy that day. I messaged my boss and informed about working from home. I worked until 11.30 am and then slept off. At around 1.30 I got a missed call and it was Rashmika. I told him I am at home and didn’t go to work.
He asked the reason and I purposely said I had a fever last night. He was worried and asked me how I was feeling. I said ok not great. He said He is coming to my flat, enquired if my roommate is at work. I should leave the door open so that He could sneak in.
He entered after 10 minutes with food (chapati and sabzi). I said I am feeling better. He came near and checked my forehead. He felt it was warm and I should eat and take rest. I was blushing and He was too. I closed the bedroom door and came near him took his hands and kissed them.
He was taken aback but didn’t pull away from his hands. I gave a peck on his cheeks. He closed his eyes as I pulled him in my arms. My one hand on his waist holding him close and another hand on him bare back. Those 36C boobs crushing on my chest and we kissed for a long time.
I started to undbang his saree. Starting with the dropping of his pallu and running hands all over his belly, to hips to bareback. It was pouring outside, and the temperature was heating inside the room. We kissed again and again like a new couple who have been longing for each other for a long time.
He removed my t-shirt and started biting my shoulder, neck, cheeks and kissing again with a naughty smile. I removed his saree and blouse and petticoat. He was resisting for the sake and wanted me to force myself on him. He removed my kurta. We both were just in our undergarment.
I picked him in my arms with his legs around my waist. I sat on the bed and dug my head in between one of the most beautiful pair of boobs ever. His hands were roaming in my hair. Pushing the head deep into his boobs letting out a load moan every time I bit him.
The nipples were erect and were amazing to lick, light bite and suck. After some time, He lay back. I licked him all over from him neck to boobs to belly and He was wet down there. He made me lay back and started playing with my nipples, my breasts are pretty small yet firm. His soft hands were doing the trick.
He went to his flat and returned with a double ended dildo, he said his wife using it on him from
1st day she purchased him, he inserted one end in my moist pussy, That amazing feeling when He slowly slid the skin back and forth slowly. Blood rushed through that part and I gave out a huge
moan. He was handling my tool efficiently. He started licking it from the side and slowly took
the huge one in his mouth.
He gave me an awesome blowjob to dilido and made me cum. I have never cum while getting a blowjob to strapon ever and that was a first. He said lying back opening him legs. “Ata control hot nahiye, yeh na ata ghal hyala and purna oli jhaliy.” (I can’t control now, please enter your dick in my wet pussy)
Those words in Marathi gave me the strength to get on top of him. I put the semi-hard dick inside his ass pussy. It slid in well and even in that hard dick state the ass was tight.It was not 1st time
for him, it was his wife’s tool which used his lovehole many times. He expressed he has last been fucked by his wife 7 month earlier so technically he is virgin and his ass is getting tight for
lack of adequate banging, now it was giving him mix sense of pleasure of pain. My tool started getting wet as it had to drill in his man pussy and the lubricant was perfect to reduce his pain.
I started slowly and He matched his hip movement in a tandem manner. I was picking the pace with every single thrust. He kept matching and this went for a good 10-12 minutes. I was ready to cum. I pushed one huge with full force and released. He clung tightly to me and embraced me in him arms.
I lay there in the same position inside him and we both weren’t letting go. We continue to meet and make love whenever we get a chance, as we must be careful
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This story is of a recent incident that happened between me and the boyfriend of the female landlady of the place. I stay with my roommate in a 2 BHK rented apartment, separate bedrooms for each one of us.
Let’s get to the story which started when I was house hunting about six months ago. I came across my current place posted on the website by the person who used to occupy my room. I came to the house and liked the place instantly, a spacious bedroom with attached bath is a luxury in Mumbai for that price.
I gave my consent and I was told I had to meet the owner. I had to go see her to pay token money immediately to confirm otherwise others had also contacted for the same vacancy. The owner lived on the 8th floor while our flat in on the 6th floor. The owner asked me to wait at her place.
She would reach in 10 minutes. I went up to her flat and the heroine of this story opened the door. A typical Marathi lady in her late thirties wearing a saree with her pallu pushed into the exposed waist area. She opened the door and her hands were covered with wheat flour and she was sweating a bit.
She asked me what I wanted in a rude way. As if I had done the worst mistake of my life disturbing her in the midst of her dinner preparation. I explained and she invited me inside. She asked me to watch TV and rushed to the kitchen. I observed her from the back while she marched to the kitchen.
She was 36-32-34 (confirmed later) a typical Maharashtrian housewife. The kitchen was visible from the hall and I had an eye on her activities. She was busy and once glanced at me to see if I was watching her. It was July and was drizzling a bit. Hence the landlady took about 30 minutes to reach.
I wasn’t complaining as I was getting comfortable with the view. The landlady came. We discussed the terms and finalized by paying a 5k token. The rest money to be followed the next day. The bank account given to transfer the rent and deposit belonged to Rashmika (landlady’s boyfriend). The landlady was near age of 60, she was fat wearing jeans and green tshirt that showed her massive boobs shagging. I thought the woman who opened the door may be her daughter or daughter in law. I was wearing pink kurti with red top.
The landlady shared Rashmika’ s number as well. In case if I face any difficulty with the account. She would be at work the next day and may not be able to entertain the calls. I was happy as She also formally introduced me to Rashmika, she was smiling now considering that I was gonna pay.
She was showing some basic courtesy. They had a small girl (8-year-old) who had gone for the tuition at that time. 2 weeks later, I moved into the apartment. While shifting going up and down in the lift 6/7 times gave me an opportunity to bump into Rashmika. She was going to drop her kid to the college bus.
On the way back, she stopped at the 6th floor to see if everything is okay. There were a few things in the flat that belonged to the owner. She was wearing a light pink saree with her saree pleats exposing her navel and belly area. It is a huge turn on for me. I was happy to invite her inside.
She glanced at my things and was delighted to see Amazon Echo Plus playing songs. I had given an order for Alexa to pause when she entered. She had heard about it but never witnessed. I
asked her to give an order to Alexa and play her favorite song.
It was DDLJ song – ‘Tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana Sanam’. It played at low volume while we chatted. She enquired about my background, workplace, etc. and she mentioned noticing my bullet downstairs. She left as the song completed. She asked me not to hesitate to call/message her for any help.She asked me about having a bullet being a girl how I feel, if any boys tease me about my college study and office job, any boyfriends. She was more inclined to my bullet riding. I told I am riding bullet from class 8, initially boys teased me later they acknoweledged my riding skill, i do not know cooking but I know everything about bullet. I work in intelligence department, job is challenging. I do not have boyfriends as I am busy in duty.
It was a clear sign. But I wasn’t and wanted to be 100% sure before taking any bold step. I looked her up online on Facebook/Insta but couldn’t find her profile. A month passed and we kept bumping each other randomly in the lift and usual hi/hello types and nothing more.
But the more I saw her the more I was getting attracted. I started timing my morning office going time to her going down to drop her kid to the college bus. She noticed this and I was trying to be friendly with the kid (Sameeksha), a sweet kid. In no time I was giving hi5 to the kid every day.
I received goodbye kisses, much to the amusement of Rashmika. This went on almost every day except the days I traveled for work. Sameeksha missed me as told by Rashmika next day. A few days I purposely timed my entry when Rashmika was coming up after dropping the kid.
I was getting off the lift, she mentioned Sameeksha missed me today. I later found out who missed me. In the second month, before transferring the rent I purposely called Rashmika from my cell. I had transferred the rent but there was some issue with the account number and if she could confirm back.
She took the call and there was a long pause. Probably she never expected me to call and had forgotten I had her number. I had called in the afternoon and knew she would be alone at home. We spoke awkwardly but neither of us wanted to disconnect after the bank work was done.
This time I asked about her background. From what I heard I was shocked actually she is not a woman but a man, he was bought by Hijra group from his parents, he was raised like a shemale by balancing hormone therapy.He was working as a bar dancer where landlady was a customer, landlady was unmarried hated men and flithy rich, she enquired about him, in late 50s she wanted someone to take care of her so she purchased him from hijra leader paying huge money. His wife is a very conservative family woman and very strict one, they adopted a daughter.
Now after 6 years of marriage his wife lost interest in him , now she spends most of time hunting shemale prostitutes, she has her pleasure in her different flats, even brothels and bars. Many shemales are her clients who please her. Now she comes once in a week even in months.
I wanted him to know that I understand. I told him he can consider me his friend. He mentioned
He only has 4 friends who are girls from bar working as bargirl and no other friend circle. He
was happy I called him my friend. Next day, I received a WhatsApp message from him if I could
call him when I am free.
I was in a meeting then and wanted to get out to call him but didn’t want to show excitement and desperate behavior. The afternoon calls for about 15-20 minutes post-lunch slowly became routine. After almost 2/3 months and we were just talking. We weren’t getting anywhere, and I wanted him badly.
One day I was returning from the office on my bike. I noticed Rashmika at a bus stop at Worli Naka. I saw He was alone and stopped and gave him a shout. He was delighted to see me and came near me on the road. On enquiring, He had gone to his in laws as his mother in law was unwell.
I asked to drop him. He said someone might notice, I told him I will drop him a little away, He reluctantly agreed. He always wears a saree and sat sideways holding my shoulder. But He had to take support by leaning on me to balance and I could feel his right breasts slightly.
I took his hand on my shoulder and put it on my chest on the next signal. He said thank you and tapped me on my chest. Now I could feel him whole right breast on my back. He kept talking about his mother in law, she is a strict one . The ride from Prabhadevi to Worli is short, just a little slower these days due to metro work. I was in no hurry.
I dropped him a little away from the building and went ahead. He sent a kissing smiley in the night. He asked me to not respond to the message as his wife might see. That was the start of our chatting journey. Chats increased and we started knowing each other more.
I used to tease him a lot. On one of the phone calls in the afternoon, He enquired if I had a boyfriend. That was my cue like I had read on ISS a lot, I said no and said I wish you were my boyfriend. That was my pickup line and He laughed a lot. He said there is no one like this.
I said yes I agree I wish I had come in his life before. That day we spoke for about an hour. I kept throwing pickup lines on him. But He was holding on to his side and not letting me in beyond a point. A few days later, while I was getting ready for work, it started raining heavily.
I decided to skip work and take it easy that day. I messaged my boss and informed about working from home. I worked until 11.30 am and then slept off. At around 1.30 I got a missed call and it was Rashmika. I told him I am at home and didn’t go to work.
He asked the reason and I purposely said I had a fever last night. He was worried and asked me how I was feeling. I said ok not great. He said He is coming to my flat, enquired if my roommate is at work. I should leave the door open so that He could sneak in.
He entered after 10 minutes with food (chapati and sabzi). I said I am feeling better. He came near and checked my forehead. He felt it was warm and I should eat and take rest. I was blushing and He was too. I closed the bedroom door and came near him took his hands and kissed them.
He was taken aback but didn’t pull away from his hands. I gave a peck on his cheeks. He closed his eyes as I pulled him in my arms. My one hand on his waist holding him close and another hand on him bare back. Those 36C boobs crushing on my chest and we kissed for a long time.
I started to undbang his saree. Starting with the dropping of his pallu and running hands all over his belly, to hips to bareback. It was pouring outside, and the temperature was heating inside the room. We kissed again and again like a new couple who have been longing for each other for a long time.
He removed my t-shirt and started biting my shoulder, neck, cheeks and kissing again with a naughty smile. I removed his saree and blouse and petticoat. He was resisting for the sake and wanted me to force myself on him. He removed my kurta. We both were just in our undergarment.
I picked him in my arms with his legs around my waist. I sat on the bed and dug my head in between one of the most beautiful pair of boobs ever. His hands were roaming in my hair. Pushing the head deep into his boobs letting out a load moan every time I bit him.
The nipples were erect and were amazing to lick, light bite and suck. After some time, He lay back. I licked him all over from him neck to boobs to belly and He was wet down there. He made me lay back and started playing with my nipples, my breasts are pretty small yet firm. His soft hands were doing the trick.
He went to his flat and returned with a double ended dildo, he said his wife using it on him from
1st day she purchased him, he inserted one end in my moist pussy, That amazing feeling when He slowly slid the skin back and forth slowly. Blood rushed through that part and I gave out a huge
moan. He was handling my tool efficiently. He started licking it from the side and slowly took
the huge one in his mouth.
He gave me an awesome blowjob to dilido and made me cum. I have never cum while getting a blowjob to strapon ever and that was a first. He said lying back opening him legs. “Ata control hot nahiye, yeh na ata ghal hyala and purna oli jhaliy.” (I can’t control now, please enter your dick in my wet pussy)
Those words in Marathi gave me the strength to get on top of him. I put the semi-hard dick inside his ass pussy. It slid in well and even in that hard dick state the ass was tight.It was not 1st time
for him, it was his wife’s tool which used his lovehole many times. He expressed he has last been fucked by his wife 7 month earlier so technically he is virgin and his ass is getting tight for
lack of adequate banging, now it was giving him mix sense of pleasure of pain. My tool started getting wet as it had to drill in his man pussy and the lubricant was perfect to reduce his pain.
I started slowly and He matched his hip movement in a tandem manner. I was picking the pace with every single thrust. He kept matching and this went for a good 10-12 minutes. I was ready to cum. I pushed one huge with full force and released. He clung tightly to me and embraced me in him arms.
I lay there in the same position inside him and we both weren’t letting go. We continue to meet and make love whenever we get a chance, as we must be careful