Desi Sex Stories Hi everyone. My name is Ankush (name changed), and I’m just sharing my experience with a MILF, Sujata Aunty (name changed), who is my dad’s friend and colleague. She is the woman who took my virginity.
I am narrating this story as a 19-year-old in my first year of college.
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I live with my mom and dad in Parel, Mumbai. We are a nuclear family.
I witnessed my father’s multiple extramarital affairs, as he used to bring women home disguised as his colleagues and friends. One such friend was Sujata Aunty, who was Dad’s colleague at the office.
It all began with my academics. My studies during my first year were not up to the mark, and Dad decided that I needed help, as I had just five months left until my board exams. Dad decided that the studying I was doing on my own was not enough to ensure I passed my exams, and he was worried about me. He often used to speak to Sujata Aunty about the same.
One day, he took me to Andheri without reason, and to my surprise, it was Sujata Aunty’s residence.
Sujata Aunty was a South Indian woman in her late thirties. Perky tits. Juicy, swinging ass. A true South Indian black beauty. She usually dressed modestly and covered her assets, which ensured no one saw the true beauty lying underneath her clothes.
(How I managed to see it? We will get to it.)
It was around October when we reached her place, and the October heat in Mumbai was at its peak. She greeted us with a smile and provided a traditional drink known as kokum sherbet. She was wearing a gown, and the only thing I could see was her hips swaying left and right as she walked to and from the kitchen.
My dad discussed how he wanted her help to tutor me for my board exams; otherwise, I would fail them. To this, she said they would see, and she wanted to have a chat with me alone.
My dad left in the evening to get some vada pav, and Sujata Aunty sat beside me on the couch, wanting to have a chat.
Sujata: “Your dad tells me you are not prepared for your board exams.”
Me: “I am, but he feels I am not. It confuses me. He does not listen to me.”
Sujata: “Are you okay if I help you with your studies and prepare you in a much better way?”
Me: “Yes, I would, but how is that possible? We stay in Parel. You stay in Andheri.”
Sujata: “Would you like to stay in Andheri?”
Me: “Sorry, what?”
Sujata: “Your dad and I have made an arrangement that you will stay here until your board exams and study with me.”
Me: “Don’t you have office, Aunty?”
Sujata: “I have taken a one-year gap to focus on my personal health. I go to the gym and do meditation and yoga. Most of my days are free, so I will be able to help you. Would you like that?”
Me: “Yes, I would definitely like that.”
Saying that, who would not like to see this black beauty every day? Smooch-worthy lips. Spanking-worthy ass. Suckle-worthy boobs. And a figure worth caressing.
It gave me an instant erection, but having felt that, I needed to control my feelings and focus on my academics as well.
Furthermore, we agreed that my mom would send food every alternate day so that we were well fed and could focus on studies. I decided to move to her house in October itself, packed all my stuff, and bid farewell to my parents.
Later, I came to know my dad had a business trip from November until February, and hence he had done this so that I would not skip studies.
Around the end of October, I arrived with all my stuff. Sujata Aunty helped me unpack my belongings one by one. While unpacking, she came across my underwear and asked me a question.
Sujata: “What size do you wear?”
Me: “Why?”
Sujata: “Looks too big for your age.”
I blushed and snatched it from her hand.
Later that evening, I came to know my dad was coming over to visit us.
Dad: “I am leaving for my business trip to Germany and will be back by February. Please stay with Aunty and study with your whole heart.”
I was emotional, as this was the first time I was away from my family, alone, staying at a woman’s home.
I bid farewell to my father and decided to study that night. Sujata Aunty decided to cook my favorite meal, fish curry and rice, to cheer me up.
We had one king-size bed, which we had to share. I got ready with my nightdress. It was the first night away from my own bed, my parents, and the four walls of my home.
I slept on the left side, and Sujata Aunty was sleeping on the right side of the bed.
As the night crept on, I was missing my home, my parents, my room, especially my father, as I was more attached to him.
As the 19-year-old I was, I started crying as I was overwhelmed with emotions from the separation from my parents. A hand came over my face to wipe the tears. Slowly, my weeping was noticed by Sujata, who was now facing me and wiping my tears. She asked me what happened, and I responded in a sobbing tone.
Me: “I miss my home, my parents. Why did they leave me here all alone?”
Sujata: “Don’t worry. I am here for you. I will take care of you.”
Slowly, she started to pull my head towards her neck, trying to console me. She pulled me towards her and gripped me firmly with her left arm. My sobbing head was now near her neck, weeping. Her hand was now on my back, consoling me and slowly playing with my hair. We were sleeping below a fan, but in the October heat, I could feel the scent of her body and the sweat on her neck. I could only imagine such scenes in Bollywood movies, but my emotions towards my parents got the better of me.
As the side lamp glowed, I could see her light blue bra just beneath her neck, holding her two firm boobs in the best way possible. It was a sight to behold. A 19-year-old guy exposed to a 38-year-old woman who had such beautiful boobs that anyone would like to suckle on.
I decided to move downwards near them and started to tug at her bra. Her nightgown was loose, so that was my only opportunity. To my surprise, she loosened her nightgown further and exposed herself, only to reveal she was in a blue bra and panties.
I put my arm around her, pretended I was asleep, and pressed my mouth against her boob.
Just by this moment, my penis was fully erect and hurting in my pants. Realizing the poking penis, Sujata released the clasp of her bra and rubbed those black, juicy, perky boobs in my face and on my mouth.
I was awestruck. And due to my heightened testosterone levels, I couldn’t stop myself from putting my face into them. I took a dive in them. I could see that she had shaved her areolas. Her nipples were the size of small grapes. Her areolas were nice and round. Her boobs felt firm, soft, and warm.
I slowly started to circle my tongue around one of her nipples with this motion. I almost forgot I had a tent in my underwear while I was circling one of her nipples with my tongue. I started sucking and kissing on that boob. It was her left boob, as she was facing me. I was enjoying this moment with intense passion.
Now I could feel a bit of pre-cum in my underwear. I could feel her left hand behind my head in my hair, pressing my face firmly onto her breasts. I could feel her breathing increase and her body sweat. I put my hand on her back and slowly went towards her lower back. I could feel she was enjoying my touch.
My sobbing had stopped, and my sucking had started. I was using my saliva and wetting her left boob slowly. I managed the courage to move onto her right boob. The hand which was on Sujata’s lower back had come onto her left boob, and my tongue was now sucking on her right nipple, and my mouth was sucking on her right boob.
This was altogether a new experience for me. I had seen such visuals only in aftermarket DVDs purchased near Bandra station. The visuals in those DVDs excited me, but the practicality of them was far more joyful and extraordinary than the visuals.
Slowly, I felt Sujata’s left hand move towards my thighs. It had turned cold, but she pressed my buttocks and heated her hand and slowly moved towards my hairy bush, which surrounded my dick. She was playing with my bush, and I was getting a rush of blood flowing through my penis. Her movement was slow. Her breathing was fast. It was a new experience for me, but she was enjoying every bit of it.
She grabbed my dick and pressed hard. I felt a shiver through my body due to the press. It was warm and satisfying at the same time as she pressed my penis. It just exploded, and all the semen shot out.
Yes, I used to masturbate, but I never did with the most perfect breasts suckled in my mouth and a black goddess with her firm grip holding my penis. I lost all my energy as I ejaculated. Sujata Aunty then helped me clean all the mess. She recommended I wear a fresh pair of pajamas and then sleep.
She immediately closed her gown and helped me get these pajamas while I went to the toilet to clean my penis.
I still remember. I slept like a baby that day.
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Do let me know if you’d like to hear what happened afterwards as well.
This is my first story, and every feedback would be much appreciated.