Adultery Life of an Indian Woman by bena4u

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"What is it?"


"I don't know how to start."

"What's the problem, Juned? Do you need some money?"

"No, Aunty, I don't need money. I want to tell you something."

"OK," and with a smile said, "tell me."

He took a deep breath and said, "Aunty, I admire you so much. I think you are an incredible woman."

She smiled and said, "Thank you, Juned! I like you too. You are a nice, handsome, young man."

At this moment her heart was racing, and she knew that at this point she had to try. She was horny and hot and feeling an explosion of passion and lust. She decided that if she was going to get him this was the perfect time and she knew that this might be her only chance so she couldn't afford to be shy; it was now or never. her heart began pounding and her palms started sweating. She couldn't control it so she reached forward to take his hand in her, entwining her fingers with his.

Sameena heart began to pound in her chest like a hammer upon an anvil as she held hands with her son's best friend, a boy who was much younger than her. Perhaps it was the warmth of his hand in her, or the way she carried herself with a natural and relaxed confidence, or was it nothing more than her sexual fascination with him? It was not like her at all to take the initiative in a situation like this but Juned's age and projected innocence heightened her feelings. Her blood pounded in her ears as she tried to fight off the heat that began building in her loins. He was strong, handsome and sexy, but young and shy. She realized that he was as nervous as she was at this moment. He was looking down and was sweating.

She moved and leaned in even closer beside him and whispered quietly in his ear, "I like you very much, Juned, and I know you want me, don't you?" She was licking her lips as he gazed in her direction.

He pressed against her as he said, "Aunty, you're right. I do want you."

She thought for a moment and then tried bluffing him, as she didn't want to project herself as a horny woman to him, so she pushed him away, breathed deeply and stood up, telling him, "Juned, as I said, I'm tired. I'll catch up with you some other time."

She clearly saw the look of disappointment in his face as she got up to leave. She wanted him to stop but tried to disguise her emotions. He got up as well and stopped her by grabbing her hand and embracing her tightly, saying, "No, Aunty, don't leave! Please, I beg you."

"Juned, please don't do it!" she managed to say.

"Please, aunty!"

She pushed him using all her strength, releasing her body from his clutch, and told him, "We'd cross the limit and I don't want that."

"Aunty, if you're feeling like this, I'll never come here again, but I want to confess to you that I love you, no matter what," he began. "I know you're the mother of my best friend but you are the center of my world and I never want to lose you. I have loved you all my life. I have admired you, because you're beautiful. I don't think I can get you out of my mind. Aunty, please tell me, you feel the same way?"

She had never expected such a confession from him. She nodded and whispered, "No, Juned! I didn't mean it like that. I like you but I'm scared if some one saw us what they would say?" He didn't know how badly she had wanted him for a long time.

"How could any one see us? You just don't like me," he said, bowing his head down with disappointment.

She placed her hands on his shoulders and turned him to face her as she lifted his chin to gaze into his eyes. She gently stroked his hair and caressed his forehead. "You mustn't feel like this," she spoke softly as her fingers continued to massage his forehead. "I love you too, but are you telling me you want to have sex with me?" She asked him.

"Yes, Aunty," he whispered, trying to come closer to her and rub his body against her.

"We shouldn't do it, but I would, because I want to have sex with you, too."

"You do?" he said with wonderment in his tone.

"Yes, I do, but tell me, Juned, you're my son's best friend. How do you think he would feel about this? She feel as if she's betraying her son."

"Do you think this is wrong? I know that you're my best friend's mother, but I'm a grown man, and you're a mature woman."

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him, as he hugged her in return and his arms felt so good, so strong. They became engrossed in softly stroking and caressing each other. Her eyes were closed, and she was biting her bottom lip.

That was all the invitation he needed. He kissed her, softly, sweetly, hesitant at first and then she kissed him back.

"You smell so good," he whispered pulling her tightly against him. she ran her fingers through his hair, affectionately palming the back of his head as he looked up into her eyes. They held each other's gaze for a moment, and then she was pleasantly surprised when he leaned forward slightly, hesitating. He looked into her eyes then took her face into his hands and brought his lips to her. She parted her lips and kissed him just as she had been dreaming about for two years, and he slipped his tongue inside.

Their lips touched, and as they kissed she felt as though butterflies were dancing in her stomach. She kissed him and softly bit his lower lip with her teeth. Feeling the tip of his tongue on her lips, he pushed his tongue in to her lips and slowly her mouth opened. He tasted so sweet, and she held the kiss, sucking his lower lip, drawing his tongue into her mouth. Her body was trembling as they kissing continued, getting more and more passionate. She felt weak as he slowly raised his hands, cradling her head. Her breasts were crushed against his chest and his warm breath on her cheek instantly caused her to become aroused.

She could feel his cock growing hard as he was pushing it into her belly as they both exhaled throatily through they kiss, her hips grinding in a measured way into his as they embrace became more and more fevered. His hands slid slowly down her body and were roaming all over her body, until they reached her ass and she felt her heart racing as his hand gently explored her ass.

After some time she moved back a little so she could take his hands and place them on her breasts, one on each, and then she whispered to him, "Squeeze and pinch them, but be gentle at first. You can be rougher later." He caressed and pinched her breasts through the fabric and then he slipped his hand inside her neckline. He grabbed one of her breasts harder and his fingers pinched her nipple so hard it hurt which set her cunt on fire. Her nipples were getting so hard and she could feel her pussy getting wet. Though she had kissed and made love with many men of her own age, Juned's kisses and the feel of his body was the best she had ever known. She had never felt so horny, so turned on.

She spoke, almost in a daze. "I was planning to seduce you, you're such a beautiful kid! But you knew we were going to do this, didn't you, you little fucker!"

He took her in his arms and squeezed her tight while kissing her. "You teased me for so long, Aunty. Now we've got this far, you really don't think I'm not going to lay you, do you?"

"No, I don't really think that, Juned," She replied, and after a pause went on, "But I'll die if you don't!" She held Juned's hand and pulled him into her bedroom. When they got there she turned to face him and they began to kiss again. She reached her hand down and grabbed his cock through his shilwar and it was hard like steel. Something in her mind was screaming that it was wrong to do this with this young man but her body and hands had other ideas.

He was playing with her nipples, pinching them between his fingers, and because her nipples are the most sensitive part of her body it was taking her to a different level all together. Her cunt was on fire, but when he asked her remove her qameez she told him, "Not yet!" and she lowered the front, then slowly moved her hands to the back and started opening her bra clasps, until her bra hung loosely down. Juned pulled it away, releasing her breasts to his eager hands and mouth.

"Aunty, your breasts are gorgeous and prettier than I ever imagined," he said, as he took in the sight of her naked breasts.

She blushed at his words while she stood in front of him bare breasted, but managed to say to him, "These are for you." He bent his head down to kiss and lick her breasts, kissing first one, then the other, and then he tried to take one completely into his mouth and said, "Oh! How sweet and marvelous they feel in my mouth!"