08-08-2019, 12:18 PM
As he came out of the bathroom, I asked him if he still has his brief under the shorts. As he nodded I told him that in this heat he would feel more comfortable if he takes his brief off and wears only the shorts. As he was again heading to the bathroom, I told him to change there itself with his back turned to me.
("Tui ki pant er niche ekhono jangiya pore achhis? Ota khule phele sudhu pant pore thak. Dekhbi onek aram lagbe. Bathroom e na giye ekhanei chhere ne, amar dike pechhon phire.")
He hesitated but obliged. Turning his back towards me stripped himself naked. He looked wonderfully young & well built from behind. His firm & trim hips and long back showed his manliness. Through the gap between his legs I could see a part of his balls. As he lifted his leg I could see for a split second his well hung cock, which though not erect anymore had admirable length & thickness.
As he turned back with his shorts on, I was delighted to see the profile of his cock, no longer erect, under the fabric. I asked him to come and lie down beside me. He was now quite composed and looked a little exhausted. As he lied down by my side I snuggled against his body and affectionately moved my hand over his hairy chest. He turned to his side to face me and placed his hand over my bare arms. He softly touched my face and fondled my cheeks.
He looked at my eyes and said, "Shall I tell you something?" ("Ekta kotha bolbo?")
"Yes my baby" I said. ("Bol baba")
He said shyly, "You are very beautiful and you are very nice. I like you very much." ("Tumi na khub sundor dekhte ar bhishon bhalo. Amar tomake bhishon bhalo lage.")
I was about too pooh, pooh him. But as he showed his deep affection to me by kissing on my cheeks, I was very touched.
"Do you really think so, dear?" I asked him. ("Sotyi bolchhis baba?")
As he nodded, I held him in my arms and placed his head on my breasts. With only the soft fabric of sari between his face and my breasts, he nudged my breasts with his nose and lips. Such affectionate touch of a man was such a new thing for me that I was overwhelmed in joy. I showed my affection by running my fingers through the thick hair on his head and softly patting his back.
With his face planted on my breasts, he said "I want to see your beautiful body, I want to caress you." ("Ami tomar ei sundor sorir ta dekhte chai, tomake ador korte chai")
While I was delighted that he came out with his desire, I was not sure what to tell him.
Something prompted me to come out with my true feeling and I said, "In so many years no one ever made me feel so nice. I would love to open my body to you and enjoy your caress on my body. But I don't know if it's right to do so." ("Eto bochhore keu erokom sundor kotha amake boleni. Ami jani tor kachhe amar sorir ta khule dite bhishon bhalo lagbe, bhishon bhalo lagbe ei sorire tor ador pete. Kintu ami janina seta kora uchit hobe kina.")
"No one would know this and this would always remain a little secret between us." He said. ("Eta keu to jante parbena. Eta sudhu tomar amar modhyei lukono thakbe.")
"Ok, let's see. Now catch some sleep." I said ("Achchha, dekha jabe. Ekhon ektu ghumiye ne.")
He didn't push me any further and as I ran my fingers through his thick hair he fell asleep. I also fell asleep soon, but couldn't sleep for long and woke up. I had a very warm feeling as I felt the closeness of the half naked young guy. I was feeling wonderful that after so many years I am now at the centre point of a man's strong desire. I started reminiscing about the days after marriage. But I realised that a physical affair with this young guy would be far more exciting, not only because it's happening after so many years but also because of the clandestine nature of it. I was unable to believe that long 18 years after marriage, at the age of 39, I could make love to a handsome guy, who is attractive to girls of my daughter's age.
As I looked at his youthful body, I couldn't control my excitement and kissed him passionately with my wet lips on his forehead & cheeks. The warmth of the kiss stirred him in his sleep and slowly opening his eyes he smiled at me.
"Why did you kiss me so nicely?" he asked. ("Amake eto sundor kore chumu khele keno?")
"I just felt like it. Just because I am liking you." I said coyly. ("Ichchhe holo bole, toke amar bhalo lagchhe bole.")
Saying this I kissed him again, this time on his eyes and in his neck. I placed my head on his chest and my boobs nudged his sides. He ran his fingers through my hair and his other hand moved over my back.
I asked him, "Have you kissed any girl?" ("Kono meyeke kokhono chumu kheyechhis?")
He said, "I have no girlfriend at all." ("Amar kono meye bondhui nei")
After a long pause, he said, "Will you kiss me auntie?" ("Tumi amake chumu khabe, mashi?")
"I kissed you just now, didn't I?" I faked innocence. ("Ei je toke chumu khelam, khelam na?")
He moved my head from his chest and held my face between his hands. Looking intently in my eyes, he said in a serious note. "I am no longer a boy auntie. I am now a grown up man. I want to be kissed the way a man is kissed by a woman." ("Ami ar chhoto chhele nei. Ami ekhon ek jon purush. Ekjon purushke ekjon mohila je bhabe chumu khay, ami serokom chumu chai.")
I smiled and told him, "As a grown up man, don't you know that a man kisses a woman, not the other way round?" ("Betachhele hoye eituku janishna, chhelera meyeder chumu khay, meyera nije theke chheleder chumu khayna.")
Hearing this, his eyes glittered and crushing my body in his strong arms he kissed me on my lips. As I got shaken at his passionate aggression, my lips parted and I stuck my tongue in his mouth. My darting tongue made him wild and as his tongue moved in my mouth, his one hand squeezed my bare arms and his other hand pressed my butt through the thin fabric of the sari. I never experienced such vigour in a man's physical love and felt as if I was being swept away by a tidal wave. As the kiss continued, my passion grew stronger and I touched his strong manhood, which was almost bursting out through his shorts. By now his strong & youthful body turned me crazy and I was desperate to devour every inch of it. I started kissing all over his body like a hungry animal.
His hairy chest ignited fire in me and I moved my lips & nose through the hairy area. I licked his tiny nipples with my tongue, tickled them with my nails, sucked them with my lips and bit them with my teeth. He moaned very strongly. I raised his arms and the thick growth of hair in his armpit renewed my excitement. I put my nose in the hair and enjoyed the light smell of sweat. I licked the hair with my tongue and revelled in his manliness. With the restless movement of my body, my sari got somewhat displaced. As he started touching my partly exposed boobs, I knew that we were moving dangerously fast to the inevitable end.
Though my libido was running wild, I didn't want to taste the final pleasure on the first occasion itself. I also wanted to appropriately showcase my nudity to him.
So, I decided to stop him from going too far right then. I paused a bit and slowly removing his hand from my boob, I put the sari in place. I knew I couldn't stop him unless I cool him down. I raised myself up and unbuttoned his shorts. His cock was so ramrod straight; I had difficulty in pulling it down. As I finally took it off, I gasped as his manhood sprang out in the open. Wow, what a gigantic size it had!
("Tui ki pant er niche ekhono jangiya pore achhis? Ota khule phele sudhu pant pore thak. Dekhbi onek aram lagbe. Bathroom e na giye ekhanei chhere ne, amar dike pechhon phire.")
He hesitated but obliged. Turning his back towards me stripped himself naked. He looked wonderfully young & well built from behind. His firm & trim hips and long back showed his manliness. Through the gap between his legs I could see a part of his balls. As he lifted his leg I could see for a split second his well hung cock, which though not erect anymore had admirable length & thickness.
As he turned back with his shorts on, I was delighted to see the profile of his cock, no longer erect, under the fabric. I asked him to come and lie down beside me. He was now quite composed and looked a little exhausted. As he lied down by my side I snuggled against his body and affectionately moved my hand over his hairy chest. He turned to his side to face me and placed his hand over my bare arms. He softly touched my face and fondled my cheeks.
He looked at my eyes and said, "Shall I tell you something?" ("Ekta kotha bolbo?")
"Yes my baby" I said. ("Bol baba")
He said shyly, "You are very beautiful and you are very nice. I like you very much." ("Tumi na khub sundor dekhte ar bhishon bhalo. Amar tomake bhishon bhalo lage.")
I was about too pooh, pooh him. But as he showed his deep affection to me by kissing on my cheeks, I was very touched.
"Do you really think so, dear?" I asked him. ("Sotyi bolchhis baba?")
As he nodded, I held him in my arms and placed his head on my breasts. With only the soft fabric of sari between his face and my breasts, he nudged my breasts with his nose and lips. Such affectionate touch of a man was such a new thing for me that I was overwhelmed in joy. I showed my affection by running my fingers through the thick hair on his head and softly patting his back.
With his face planted on my breasts, he said "I want to see your beautiful body, I want to caress you." ("Ami tomar ei sundor sorir ta dekhte chai, tomake ador korte chai")
While I was delighted that he came out with his desire, I was not sure what to tell him.
Something prompted me to come out with my true feeling and I said, "In so many years no one ever made me feel so nice. I would love to open my body to you and enjoy your caress on my body. But I don't know if it's right to do so." ("Eto bochhore keu erokom sundor kotha amake boleni. Ami jani tor kachhe amar sorir ta khule dite bhishon bhalo lagbe, bhishon bhalo lagbe ei sorire tor ador pete. Kintu ami janina seta kora uchit hobe kina.")
"No one would know this and this would always remain a little secret between us." He said. ("Eta keu to jante parbena. Eta sudhu tomar amar modhyei lukono thakbe.")
"Ok, let's see. Now catch some sleep." I said ("Achchha, dekha jabe. Ekhon ektu ghumiye ne.")
He didn't push me any further and as I ran my fingers through his thick hair he fell asleep. I also fell asleep soon, but couldn't sleep for long and woke up. I had a very warm feeling as I felt the closeness of the half naked young guy. I was feeling wonderful that after so many years I am now at the centre point of a man's strong desire. I started reminiscing about the days after marriage. But I realised that a physical affair with this young guy would be far more exciting, not only because it's happening after so many years but also because of the clandestine nature of it. I was unable to believe that long 18 years after marriage, at the age of 39, I could make love to a handsome guy, who is attractive to girls of my daughter's age.
As I looked at his youthful body, I couldn't control my excitement and kissed him passionately with my wet lips on his forehead & cheeks. The warmth of the kiss stirred him in his sleep and slowly opening his eyes he smiled at me.
"Why did you kiss me so nicely?" he asked. ("Amake eto sundor kore chumu khele keno?")
"I just felt like it. Just because I am liking you." I said coyly. ("Ichchhe holo bole, toke amar bhalo lagchhe bole.")
Saying this I kissed him again, this time on his eyes and in his neck. I placed my head on his chest and my boobs nudged his sides. He ran his fingers through my hair and his other hand moved over my back.
I asked him, "Have you kissed any girl?" ("Kono meyeke kokhono chumu kheyechhis?")
He said, "I have no girlfriend at all." ("Amar kono meye bondhui nei")
After a long pause, he said, "Will you kiss me auntie?" ("Tumi amake chumu khabe, mashi?")
"I kissed you just now, didn't I?" I faked innocence. ("Ei je toke chumu khelam, khelam na?")
He moved my head from his chest and held my face between his hands. Looking intently in my eyes, he said in a serious note. "I am no longer a boy auntie. I am now a grown up man. I want to be kissed the way a man is kissed by a woman." ("Ami ar chhoto chhele nei. Ami ekhon ek jon purush. Ekjon purushke ekjon mohila je bhabe chumu khay, ami serokom chumu chai.")
I smiled and told him, "As a grown up man, don't you know that a man kisses a woman, not the other way round?" ("Betachhele hoye eituku janishna, chhelera meyeder chumu khay, meyera nije theke chheleder chumu khayna.")
Hearing this, his eyes glittered and crushing my body in his strong arms he kissed me on my lips. As I got shaken at his passionate aggression, my lips parted and I stuck my tongue in his mouth. My darting tongue made him wild and as his tongue moved in my mouth, his one hand squeezed my bare arms and his other hand pressed my butt through the thin fabric of the sari. I never experienced such vigour in a man's physical love and felt as if I was being swept away by a tidal wave. As the kiss continued, my passion grew stronger and I touched his strong manhood, which was almost bursting out through his shorts. By now his strong & youthful body turned me crazy and I was desperate to devour every inch of it. I started kissing all over his body like a hungry animal.
His hairy chest ignited fire in me and I moved my lips & nose through the hairy area. I licked his tiny nipples with my tongue, tickled them with my nails, sucked them with my lips and bit them with my teeth. He moaned very strongly. I raised his arms and the thick growth of hair in his armpit renewed my excitement. I put my nose in the hair and enjoyed the light smell of sweat. I licked the hair with my tongue and revelled in his manliness. With the restless movement of my body, my sari got somewhat displaced. As he started touching my partly exposed boobs, I knew that we were moving dangerously fast to the inevitable end.
Though my libido was running wild, I didn't want to taste the final pleasure on the first occasion itself. I also wanted to appropriately showcase my nudity to him.
So, I decided to stop him from going too far right then. I paused a bit and slowly removing his hand from my boob, I put the sari in place. I knew I couldn't stop him unless I cool him down. I raised myself up and unbuttoned his shorts. His cock was so ramrod straight; I had difficulty in pulling it down. As I finally took it off, I gasped as his manhood sprang out in the open. Wow, what a gigantic size it had!
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