ves me (JJ) & a female reader from Chennai who has been following my submissions religiously her name Kavitha. I have been busy with the lesbian stories on this ISS site & very lately started on straight sexual encounters. (Jus check me by clicking submission by the same author) I bet you will enjoy it coming back Kavitha works as a principal of a international school on the Chennai city outskirts & she would be hitting her golden jubilee birthday in a year or so……      

She wrote:

I loved your story and hope that you will continue to write erotica. I look forward to reading more of your writings and I'm sure that they, too, will leave me hot and wet. Thank you!

Kavitha

I was stunned because it was the first response from a woman. I emailed her back and asked which story she was referring to in her email. I also thanked her; it was people like her that make me continue to share my experiences, and stories.

Kavitha wrote:

Hi again and thanks for writing back. It is not often that people do. The Story I read and responded to was ' Carnal Pleasures a story of a matured woman in her late forties to that of a middle aged guy. Was this true or made up? I will read more of your stories today. I love reading your erotic stories.

I'm like 'Brinda', a very large breasted woman. Please, tell me about yourself. I'd like to know you and hope we will become friends. Kavitha

From there, we started talking on gmail. I was turned on and already fantasizing about her. I love older women and married women and she was both. She sent me 2 pictures of herself (and sorry I won’t share, I respect her privacy and have her permission to write this story) and damn she blew me away. She was better then I fantasized. Imagine Sri Vidhya, Lashmi & so on from the Tamil flimdom only ripe looking, a better face, and hair with better tits and that’s Kavitha for you. I already wanted to fuck her and seeing her pictures sent me into overdrive.

I cannot believe I have one fan let alone a hot one like this who would love me through my erotic stories. I used to crumble up my stories and throw them away. Some of them were very good but they were not perfect. I accept my imperfections these days and just try to write a good story or interpret a real life experience to words for other who is turned on by erotic stories like I do.

I could tell by her attitude that she was sexy even before she sent me her beautiful pictures. We began flirting heavily. She made me feel good about myself and I think I did the same for her. Here is some of our conversation:

“When I read your stories, I can actually see them happening.” Kavitha said. “Wow, thanks that’s what happens when I write them. Usually they come from dreams, reality, or fantasies I have. It’s almost like watching a movie in my head or remembering something that happened.” I replied.

“That's what it feels like when I'm reading them! I try to imagine it's me in the story.” Kavitha said

“Oh and who is the person you envision you are with?” I said giggling hoping she would say me.

“No one in particular.... but it does leave me rather excited!” She said.

“Well my target audience is for women the very reason I write more of lesbian stories so Im glad that Im doing ok.” I said.

“You're doing VERY well! I have the proof.” She said.

“What proof is that?” I asked giggling.

“Wet panties, of course!” She answered.

When she said that it got me all hot and bothered for real, I became hard.

“Ooooooh now you are making me hot.” I said

“Woo hoo! Do you write for a living?” She asked

“No but I want to one day.” I answered hoping that it would come true sometime.

“I have a feeling you will be. I want an autographed book!” She said.

“I can give you more then that!” I answered with a “wink”

“Sounds good to me. Your place or mine?” She asked.

This talk was making me all hot and bothered. I wondered if it was doing the same for her as it was for me.

“I think this last story should excite you. I was hard writing the last half of it just the past few hours.” I said

“Wow! You were really going at it!” Kavitha said.

“ What turns you on?” I asked, knowing most likely that her answer would turn me on even more.

“I have large breast and I love it when a man who really enjoys them, shows me” She said getting me more excited as I knew she would.

“I must admit and I hope you don’t mind. I have had a running fantasy about you that has been driving me a little bad lately. I plan to write a story about it.” I said nervously.

“Oh? Care to tell me about it?” She asked, puzzled.

“Well ill try to think of a way to tell a short version of it basically you come here we meet and we are attracted to each other we make love and well its just a long story I will have to write it lol I forget who seduces who I guess it was mutual seduction. My wife would be jealous if she knew.” I said.

“Sounds delicious! My loss again!” She said clearly disappointed.

“Who says you lose? Do you have a husband?” I asked

“Yes, I do. My husband has not touched me in years, so I guess that explains why some of the stories turn me on so much.” She said.

“Awwww what a fool. Sorry for saying so. I value a beautiful woman and you seem like one. Im not talking about looks because I never saw you but true beauty comes from inside.” I said being 100% truthful,

“You are so nice! Thanks. In the last year or so, I've decided to finally look for a friend/lover. It's not what I want to do, but it's the only choice I see. Would you like to trade pics?” She asked,

“Sure but I don’t want to scare you with my pic!” I said being honest.

“You aren't going to scare me! Please do not run if you don't like my picture.” She said,

I did not intend to run. This woman captivated me and had me whether she was taking me to heaven or hell was up to her.

“I am not going anywhere.” I said honestly

“Hey! You’re cute! But you need to smile!!!!!!!” She said surprising me in the process.

“Whoops you saw it already?” I asked surprised that the email went through that fast.

“Yes.” She said

“Ooooooh sexy I love your smile. You know its weird but I kind of pictured you like you were in your pic same hair style build and everything.” I said truthfully.

“You did?” She asked.

“Seriously I knew you would have sexy lips too don’t ask me how but I knew.” I answered.

“Not bad for an old lady, huh?” She said,

If she only knew, now that she said that how badly I wanted her she would not have called herself old. I became even more determined to show her how sexy, beautiful and attractive she really is.

“You aren’t old,” I said truthfully.

“Yes I am,” She said not believing me even though I was telling her the truth.

“Do you still want to see a pic that shows "more of me" if you get my drift? (Referring to my cock) I am looking for it but I got a few disks with tons of pics so the search is going a little slow.” I said.

“Sure, if you find it.... that would be great!” Kavitha said eagerly.

“Im sure you have been wanting to see another penis other than your hubby’s.” I said half joking but knowing she must have had her share of cock being as beautiful as she is.

“I peek now a day!” She said

“You never had an affair?” I asked half hoping she didn’t and hoping that she wanted to have an affair, with me!

“Not yet, but I'm looking to as things go by off late.” Kavitha said answering my prayers.

“I just saw the pic of you at the wedding whew that made my heart skip a beat.” I said getting increasingly turned on.

“Thanks...that’s old.” She said answering unspoken question of when was the picture taken?

“Come on over and get in my bed.” I said, wishing she could so I could show her how attractive I thought she was

“I wish!” She said giggling.

“You had better run before I get too excited from looking at these pics and try to seduce you.” I said seriously.

“You're teasing.” She said, if only she knew the truth.

“ Im already horny from the first pic. No not just teasing you are fine Madam!” I said being completely honest.

“Thank you! You make me feel good about myself.” She said.

“ Same here. Im sorry but Im so turned on today if you were here id eat you out until you have 2-3 orgasms from that alone.” I said getting hornier as the flirting got more serious and deeper.

“Sounds like a nice way to start!” She said.

Did this woman know how sexy she sounded? Just from looking at her pictures and talking to her, I was going wild. I can only imagine what she would do to me in person.

“ Im hard as hell right now.” I said in all honesty.

“ Do you like tall women?” She asked making me wonder where she was getting at.

“How tall are you?” I asked puzzled. She didn’t look tall in her pictures.

“5 foot 7.” She answered making me laugh.

“ That’s not that tall. “ The bigger they are the harder they scream when they get their pussy licked " that’s my motto.” I said hoping to turn her on some more.

“Show me!” Kavitha said.

She couldn’t possibly know how badly I wanted to show her. I would probably scare her with how much I wanted her at that moment.

“ I am 5 foot & 10 depending on who measures me” I said.

“Lying down, it won't matter!” She said.

“As long as you sit on my face first! (Giggling) My next story is going to be about you!” I said.

“Oh yeah? Are you going to be in it, too?” She asked, wondering.

“Oh yeah me and you.” I said hoping to make it obvious that I wanted her.

“I'd like that. Go take care of that cock now. I'll cum back soon.” She said teasing me.

“I’ll be here hurry back when you can!” I said anxiously.

“Have fun and cum lots!” She said.

“I will.”

After about 10 – 15 minutes of masturbating I finally came even though I was hornier then usual. I always take awhile to cum.

“I’m back.” She said.

I wanted to rip her clothes off and have that hot body but I struggled to maintain a sense of calm. I was failing miserably.

“Welcome back Madam!” I said happy that she was back.

“Thanks sweetheart.” She said kindly.

“Now cum sit on my lap and ill give you a surprise.” I said teasingly.

“Mmmmmmmmmm.............I wish you would! You better be well rested!” Kavitha said.

“ I can go all night Mam even when I am feeling sick. Do you like to be on top?” I asked, women on top are my favorite position. That and doggy-style.

“As long as my knees aren't hurting too bad, I can do it.” She said.

This chick is HOT!

“It took me very late to masturbate earlier.” I revealed.

“Oh yeah? As horny as you sounded, I thought you'd only last a few minutes.” She said.

“Hey I sent you the pic of my dick.” I said.

“I got it! Looks delicious!” Kavitha said.

“I wish I could see your hot body naked, I am sure busy imagining.” I said and my cock was throbbing in agreement.

“It's nothing special, really. Like I said, I'm large breasted (38+)” She said.

“Im drooling just at the thought. The bigger tits to play with my dear Im serious your husband gotta be crazy if you were my wife you would have to work to convince me to let you out of bed. Be mine!!!” She said

“Oh Madam you got me so hard I ve been going very badly while you were gone. What does your pussy look like? I have no clue but I want to be able to picture it in my mind.” I said.

“I keep it clean shaved. She said seductively.

“I wish I were there on my knees in front of you eating your pussy right now. You would have to beg me to stop.” I said and that was on my mind now. I wanted to please her.

“I wouldn't let you stop.” She said.

Like I would want to stop?

“Oh Mam you are so hot. I got a long tongue I would stick it all the way inside you and savor the taste.” I said.

“You have me very, very wet. Does it feel weird to you that I'm old enough to be your mother?” She asked.

Hell, if she were my mother I would still try to seduce her. I wonder if she would go for me if I were her son… This woman is hot and oozing sex! I have always had a “thing” (literally and figuratively) for older women. I think they are sexy and act more like ladies then women around my own age (late 40’s early 50’s). I am attracted to both the feminine aspects of older women, the experience, beauty etc.

“I have no problem with it you are a beautiful woman inside and out. ive been with older women before we are basically all the same no matter the age. I just wouldn’t ever do someone underage or anything like that I actually prefer a woman to be older.” I said truthfully.

“Waving wildly......'PICK ME!!' jumping up and down....'CHOOSE ME!!!'” She said enthusiastically.

“I already picked you hehehe women are like wine they get better with age and that sure describes you Madam.” I said.

“You are so sweet!! Thank you.” She said.

I wanted to grab her and kiss her just to show that she is wanted.

“Thanks. You make me feel good too, makes my cock hurt but the rest of me feels good.” I said laughing.

“I could help with that, too, if you were a little closer!” She said.

“Don’t I wish…” I said.

“Do you have any more pictures of yourself?” She asked.

“Of my cock?” I asked seriously, thinking that she was referring to my cock.

“A picture of YOU would be great!” She said.

“What would you do if I were there?” I asked her thoughtfully.

“I would give you a kiss that would make your toes curl!” She said, sounded good to me.

“Ooooooh sounds hot come sit on my face for a while madam I wish you could.” I said wishing she could do that.

“Omg.... you are driving me crazy!” She said.

“You are driving me crazy madam Im horny as hell right now.” I said.

“YOU are making me hotter!” She said.

My whole body was alive with sensations and completely turned on by Kavitha.

“What are you wearing?” I asked out of curiosity.

“I'm very sexy today! Jeans skirt, short sleeved top, ponytail.” She said.

Sounded fine to me……

“I love jeans skirt on a woman.” I admitted.

“Meet me in bed.” She said.

“Im licking my lips just thinking about going down on you.” I told her.

“After I taste you!” She said

“No ladies first that means you get pleased first.” I said.

“You'll have plenty of time to please me...and you will...I know it.” Kavitha said.

“Do you like sucking cock?” I asked her, hoping she did.

“LOVE it!” She answered enthusiastically.

“I always stay hard I think I must have cum about 3 times since last night and me and my wife did it twice before she went to sleep last night.” I said

“What a lucky woman!! Does she realize that?” Kavitha asked.

“ No she doesn’t appreciate me.” I said, it was partly true. Sometimes I feel very unappreciated by my wife.

“I would appreciate you!” Kavitha said.

This woman was so damn sweet and sexy. I wanted to eat her up, literally. I wanted to please this woman because she deserved it and because I wanted to do it for her.

“I already appreciate you.” I said truthfully

I blew her a kiss.

“I hope there was some tongue with that!” She said.

“Always mam.” I said.

“In that case, I'm yours!” Kavitha revealed.

“I want to make you cum a bunch of times. I aim to please a woman.” I said.

“We'd make love for a long time.... resting together in between...” She said.

“Oh yes and even when resting I would fondle your body and suck on your nipples.” I said.

“I would want to please you completely.... simply because you want to be with me. Would you sleep with your cock in my pussy?” Kavitha asked.

Damn she was fucking hot!

“Oh yes I would have to because my cock would never get soft its been hard off and on for about more than an hour now.” I revealed.

Somewhat embarrassed. I am usually hard most times of the day and night unless I am sick.

“I'd certainly keep you busy, if you were mine!” She said.

“Would you ride me?” I asked. I love a woman who can be on top…

“Absolutely.” She answered.

“I love a woman who can take control of me sometimes.” I said.

“I can do that... I'd try anything you want to do....” Kavitha said, adding to my excitement, Hopefully being an Principal of a International school she would definitely be in control of me “I thought”

“I like to put my hands on a woman’s ass and guide her up and down on my cock.” I said.

“I'm going to keep you very busy.... I love having my tits played with and sucked We would make a wonderful couple!” Kavitha said.

“I agree! You wouldn’t be able to walk when I was done with you lol” I said.

“I hope not! Let’s stay in bed!” She said.

“Or hop in the bathtub after a few hours of hot HOT lovemaking.” I said.

“Imagine me with you I'm either going to have to change my panties again or just go without! Mmmmmmmmm.” Kavitha said.

Hell this woman is too fucking hot!

“Hmmmm what kind of panties? What color?” I asked, having somewhat of a panty fetish.

“Plain, purple.” She answered.

“Ooooooh I love purple!” I said.

“Me too!” She said.

“Take them off and rub your pussy for me.” I said, excited at the thought.

“I want you to take care of me It amazes me that you have me so excited but if I get any more excited, I'm going to cum in this chair I will imagine what it's like to be your woman.” She said.

“Where would you like me to cum? In your pussy or mouth?” I asked.

“I'm eager to have you cum in my pussy would be the best I guess on my tits or in my mouth.” She said.

“Well then I guess ill have to cum in your mouth then would you like that?” I asked

“Sure...in my mouth, on my tits... will you fuck them?” She asked

“Oh yeah!” I answered

“I’m yours I now have a wet spot coming thru my jeans skirt.” She said.

Fuck……. she was driving me nuts!

“Hmm I wish I could suck on it.” I said.

“Mmmmmmmmmm.” She moaned.

“Mmmmmmmmmm.” I moaned as well.

“I want you to take me.....anytime, anywhere.” She said.

“So if you were in the shower I could walk right up to you and do you right there?” I asked.

“Of course.” She said.

“If you were peeing I could come up to you and you would suck me?” I asked.

“Yes if I was cutting onions, do it right there” She said.

“Would you let me spank you if you are bad? Not with anything, besides my hands I would never hurt a woman.” I said. Trying to think of her in a 100% cotton sari sternly looking at her students while in the morning assembly.

“As long as you don't hurt me.... I’ve never tried that.” She said.

“Im not really into the submissive/domination thing I just like to spank a you cause it makes it feel more like she is my class teacher.” I said, explaining myself.

“If I let you play with me in public, make love to me anywhere you want, suck my tits even though other people are there, would that prove it to you? I'd do you anywhere!” She said.

“My hands would be on your ass.” I said.

“Would you prefer me without panties?” She asked, making my boner throb.

“Doesn’t matter. I prefer a woman to wear panties because I get more excited when they come off. I like to tease myself by not taking them off even when I lick a pussy. I push them to the side. Tell me you want me.” I said.

“I do want you!” She said.

“Tell me what you will do to me if you were here right now.” I said.

“Kneel down in front of you, take you in my mouth until you were hard.... then sit on your lap and ride you until you filled me with you hot, sweet cum.” She said, making me hotter.

“Really? You would let me cum inside you?” I asked.

“I want that so much!! IF there was any way to make that happen, I would!” She said.

“You like the feeling of my cum inside your soaking pussy?” I asked.

“I don't think there could be a more wonderful feeling.....our juices combined and running down my legs stroke yourself for me.” She said.

“Im stroking it now can I eat you too while you type?” I asked.

“Of course I'd like to kiss you.” She said.

“Kiss me where?” I asked.

“Everywhere!” She said enthusiastically.

“Hmmmmmmm sounds nice Im stroking my cock now Mam.” I said.

“Hmmmmmmm I want you.” She said.

“Prove it! Touch yourself for me.” I said.

“Ok I want your fingers in me.” She said.

“I want to put my fingers tongue and dick inside you.” I said

“My legs are spread for you.” She said.

“Are you hot knowing I am stroking my dick now because of you?” I asked.

“Yes I am.” She said.

“Hmmmmmm I wish I could taste that pussy.” I said.

“I wish you could, too... I'm so wet.” She said

“Suck my cock principal Mam I want to feel your lips on me.” I said.

“I don't know how big your cock is, but it would be wonderful to feel.” She said.

“Wrap your legs around me while I fuck you hard.” I commanded.

“I will.” She said.

“My hard cock is going in and out of you hmmmmmm.” I said.

“Hmmmmmmm go deep in me.” She said.

“All the way your tits are rubbing against my chest Im kissing and licking your lips.” I said.

“In your mouth.” She said.

“My hands are pulling your ass closer to me so I can penetrate deep inside you. Do you like that principal madam?” I asked.

“Yes I do.” She said.

“You want to ride my cock like that?” I asked.

“Be my student, I'd do whatever you want.” Kavitha said.

“You still touching your pussy? Mmmmmmmmmm.” I asked and moaned.

“Mmmmmmmmmm.” She moaned.

“Oh look how hot you got me my dick is on fire.” I said.

“Give it to me make me yours I wish I could feel my pussy wrapped around your cock.” She said making me even hotter.

“Me too madam so you wouldn’t be able to cum on my dick either?” I asked.

“I could, but you couldn't cum in me.” She said, teasing me.

“I would love to hear our bodies slapping together as Im thrusting in and out of you, don’t that turned you on?” I asked.

“Yes, very very much oh honey.... don’t stop” She said.

“Pretend that I am there watching you. You are masturbating for me. Im jerking my hard cock in front of you.” I said.

“Forget it, I'd grab your cock and aim it for my pussy.” She said.

“No you can’t have it until you make yourself cum from stroking that hot pussy for me.” I said, teasing her.

“No way! Im going to die! You are amazing.... really...” She said.

“My stamina?” I asked.

“I wish you were mine.” She said.

“I am yours principal madam Im stroking my cock for you & you alone mam.” I said.

“I wish my pussy were stroking it.” She said.

Bitch she was so fucking hot!

“Stroke your pussy and tell me its mine.” I commanded.

“It is yours.....I'm so wet for you.” She said.

“Use two fingers on yourself are you putting them inside or rubbing your pussy?” I asked.

“I put them inside, draw the wetness up to my clit, and then play with my clit.” She said almost pushing me over the edge.

“Oh is it that way? That fucking turns me on. My cock is making slapping noises as Im stroking it. It sounds like we are fucking” I said.

“I wish we were.” She said.

“Im jerking off looking at you right now.” I said.

“I want your cock in me if you were close enough to do that, I'd have you licking my pussy.” Kavitha said.

“Show me you want my finger in that hot pussy.” I said.

“Cum for me mmmmmmmmmm.” She said.

“I wont cum until you do.” I said truthfully.

“I'm close I need to stop typing so I can cum.” She said.

“I want to feel your pussy soak my cock.” I said.

“Omgggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg now.” She said

“Oooooooooh.” I moaned

“Omg.... cum for me be mine, darling.....be mine.” She said.

“Ooooooooooh yeah omggggggggggggg im cumming like crazy.” I said.

“I wish I were there!!!!!!” She said

“Did you cum good?” I asked.

“Yes I did..... I’m going to peel my clothes off and take a quick shower.” She said.

“Oh sounds good to me I should do the same we can shower together.” I said.

“Oh honey! I want to.” She said.

“Hmmmmmm hmmmmmm my dick is so sore now I masturbated at least 4 times thinking about you today,” I said

“Hmmmmmmm I wish I could lick it all better for you.” She said.

“Hmmmmmm that sounds so enticing.” I said.

“Let's go shower.” She said.

We did…There was a sudden feel of chillness between my legs with heavy eye lids and a unbearable body pain I managed to take a look and found my night pants wet with my cum not knowing how it happened managed to come back to my sense and with guilt I watched my wife in a blissful sleep alongside my daughter……….Will Kavitha come to me in real life??? The End…….for now all you need to do is send in your comments and feed backs about this story. Make sure you mail me back since this is the only way of me getting to know on my story writing skills as always to seekcompany@gmail.com

Happy Reading

Yours Lovingly

JJ

f passage if you will, that began when I met an amazing woman named Chaaya just a few days after my 29th birthday. She lived in the same area as me in an apartment building that was a stone distance from where I stayed Kilpauk Chennai.  It was at the fitness center that we first met. She was then, by the way, 48 years old. In spite of her age Chaaya looked marvelous. Indeed, I had her down for at least 18 years younger than she was. She was tall and full breasted with hips showing just a little middle age spread before merging down into a wonderful pair of long tapered legs.

Chaaya had an exotic feature. She kept her hair trimmed short and colored and neatly tied up. She also had the most expressive and sexiest pair of eyes I’d ever seen. They fairly smoldered with sensuality while her full red lips more than complimented them. Her always-radiant smile showed even, well cared for teeth under a pair of high cheekbones, all set in a complexion always flushed with health but also marked by age. What wrinkles she had though, were mostly laugh lines at the sides of her eyes and mouth. But to me they made her more attractive for the character and warmth they added to her already strong, confident looking face.

Chaaya came to the gym regularly too and otherwise kept her in very good shape her posture was always perfect and her muscles finely toned. In spite of the odd wrinkle and bit of loose skin you would expect to see she was remarkably attractive and, quite literally, statuesque.

 

 

After sharing a few conversations during workouts, something clicked between Chaaya and me. We found we had many similar interests and opinions, liked many of the same authors and even shared some of the same tastes in music. I was quite surprised to find myself relating so well to someone of her age.

There was also a spark between Chaaya and I to be sure, but given our age difference I thought the lust was all coming from me. I marveled at being so turned on by someone of her years but being young and naïve, I thought she might be offended if I said anything and I did not want to lose her friendship. I was in no way going to risk that just because my young hormones raged every time I saw her.

Right from the beginning I also found myself enamored of Chaaya. It was not just her body either, as nice as that was. It was her whole being. She exuded a kind of sensuous charm almost effortlessly; in the way she carried herself, spoke, smiled and gently touched my shoulder or knee whenever we met, parted or whenever either of us said something funny or dramatic. Then there were her eyes. Making direct eye contact with Chaaya was deadly. You could feel her sexual energy penetrating the very fibre of your being as you gazed into those bedazzling black eyes.

It wasn’t long before she was inviting me for evening tea after our workout I would go to my place to wash change then join her in her apartment. There we would alternate with the cooking and cleaning up and then spend a good hour or two together in warm and delightful conversation. I was off work due a bike accident & had to be in rest while she was a voluntary retired high school history teacher. This happy state of affairs therefore allowed us then to spend as much time together as we wished.

Chaaya was quite motherly towards me when it came to my back pain, always ensuring my comfort and offering to help me with any heavy chore I had to do. Getting the kind of attention was a whole new experience for me. I reveled in Chaaya’s kind attention to my needs. I even wondered for awhile what life would have been like had she been my mother instead.

We had become fast friends and felt totally at ease in each other’s company, that is if you discount the steamy sexual tension that always existed between us, and that forbidden, almost shameful lust that plagued me during every one of our encounters. Chaaya was not old enough to be my mother; Nevertheless, I loved being in her company but felt confused and guilty sometimes too.

Almost from the beginning Chaaya steered many of our conversation towards sexual matters, which used to drive me crazy. She was a widow with a son aged 24 years who had settled off in Canada as a commercial pilot and refused come back to India and stay with his mother. Chaaya’s eyes would then go big and round as she told me details of her young age encounters and explained how strong her sexual nature was compared to that of most of her friends. She was never explicit. She only hinted at the naughty bits but that served only to make her stories more tantalizing. She appeared to have experienced a very full and active sex-life with her husband and was certainly not shy about sharing it.

It was pouring rain one day when I decided to skip the gym and called her to say I would be dropping in for dinner that night. As usual after having dinner we were chit chatting I was so taken with Chaaya’s sexual confidences when ever we touched the sex subject when she went on to explain her encounters I looked into her eyes at that moment and saw her warmth and sincerity. This sharing between us only served to deepen our bond and to stoke our smoldering passion for each other. Chaaya cried when she related the story of her husband’s death, and how she’d cradled him in her arms as she drifted into oblivion. More than anything I wanted to reach out and hold her at that moment, but I dared not. Eventually of course, our passion for each other was bound to break through our best efforts to hide it. Our feelings for each other finally became stronger than our mutual fears of being rejected. Chaaya, it turns out, was as scared as me. An 18 year age difference after all, does give one cause for caution.

That day was memorable day for Chaaya, I noticed upon entering, had on thin cream colored cotton top and a denim skirt.  When opportunity presented a glimpse I also rather quickly spotted that today she was not wearing a bra. In fact, I could now and then make out through the thin fabric of her top the darker shades of her large nipples, especially when they were erect, as they all too frequently were. Then, and not for the first time in her company, I got an instant hard on.

Wearing only shorts my erection was very hard to miss so I tried to hide it by sitting close up to Chaaya’s kitchen table. I fought with both lust and embarrassment as I continued to catch glimpses of two large succulent big brown nipples through her top and felt my rock hard cock throbbing with unrequited desire. I fervently hoped against hope that she wouldn’t notice me staring or somehow spot my aching hard-on. I was out of luck on both counts.

“Would you like some more coffee?” she asked me smiling, bringing my gaze instantly from her chest to her face. A wicked little grin appeared there. Busted! She’d caught me looking – damn! I knew it and she knew it. I immediately mumbled a yes please while madly wishing I could curl up somewhere and just disappear. Moments later she was at my side pouring coffee and, as I turned to allow her access to my cup, she saw it. I was mortified! Then it was her turn to blush bright red as I frantically tried to cover myself with my hands.

“Oh God Chaaya, I’m sorry!” I whined wondering just how the HELL I was going to get out of this one. “Please don’t be offended!” I begged her. Chaaya stood frozen for an instant, one hand flat against her cheek as she stared in astonishment at my rampant cockstand. Finally, putting down the coffee carafe, she looked directly at me.
I couldn’t help it. I broke out laughing and Chaaya joined in. The tension was broken but clearly the moment had yet to resolve itself.

 

 

 

“Oh my God!” she sighed still looking into my eyes as she now gripped my cock in her hand. “Then, is this all for me?” she said with big round expectant eyes. I thought my poor prick would burst from the pressure if she stroked me any more. I had never had an erection like this one!

“Every inch and more,” I panted. “You just don’t know how badly I’ve wanted you to have it!” I groaned as her touch continued.

Then, in fulfillment of any number of lustful masturbation fantasies, I reached out and cupped both her big pillowy breasts in my hands. Her nipples were as hard as little rocks against my palms. I reveled in their feel and wanted desperately to suck them into my eager mouth. “Are these for me, then?” I asked her as I watched her eyes close and her head roll back. Chaaya moaned softly as my hands continued to gently squeeze her soft titties.

“Oh that feels good Chris,” she whispered to me. “It’s been so long…” She took both my hands in hers, pressed them briefly into her chest, then started moving backwards. “This way Chris, into my bedroom. Right now!” she ordered.

I followed her instructions eagerly. Once inside she sat at the foot of a plush queen size bed that was covered by a fantastically pretty spreads that had bouquets of pastel shaded wildflowers printed on it. White lace curtains adorned her bay window while her dark oak furniture blended superbly into her beige patterned wallpaper. Like Chaaya herself, the room was elegant and classy.

“Stand there for a moment,” she instructed me as she started to unbutton her blouse. “I saw you staring at these so I want to give you a good look.” So saying she let the thin cotton garment fall open and slide off her shoulders. Cupping a breast in each hand she held them up to me. “Do you like my titties?” she asked with a little grin.

“Chaaya, I’ve died and gone to heaven. They are magnificent!” I said in all sincerity. Her breasts were big and beautiful with only a slight sag betraying their age. Her dark brown nipples were huge with elongated tips that stood proud of her aureoles by a good inch. My mouth fairly watered in anticipation of having them between my lips. I moved to touch them but Chaaya stopped me.

“Is there something wrong?” I asked her. Oh no, is she backing away now? I shuddered in a moment of internal panic.

“No, no Chris!” she answered “ I just want a chance to look at you as well. Get undressed for me love, and let’s see that big monster between your legs!” she laughed. In a flash I stood before her naked, my pulsating cock standing fully upright against my belly. I loved her casual playfulness. Sex for me has never been so lustrous with women my own age.

“Sweet Chris!” she cried. “You’re huge! And it’s so beautiful! Oh my!” she exclaimed as she lightly grasped my rigid ‘monster’ in her hand. “Let me just play with it awhile,” she requested.

Chaaya reached out with her other hand and gently began stroking my balls. Meanwhile her other continued running up and down the length of me, stroking my throbbing prick slowly and lightly, savoring its feel.

“It’s yours to have and to hold for as long as you like, Chaaya. My God, I don’t believe this is happening!” I said in amazement. “ I’ve had you in a thousand fantasies and now you’re here with me and it’s really happening? Hey, you can play with him forever. I think he likes you!” I laughed to her.

“Hmmmm…” she purred. “I like him too! The skin is so soft yet you are so hard underneath it. An iron cock in a velvet glove!” she giggled. “And the head! Such a wonderful big hat he wears!” she cooed at my circumcised glands.

Chaaya was thoroughly enjoying herself and I delighted in being able to give her such pleasure. So did my cock, which was coming way too close to cumming!

“Stop a minute honey. Please. I don’t want to cum yet,” I said, staying her hand for a minute. “Besides, I want to see the rest of you too!”

I stepped back as Chaaya rose slowly from the bed. Undoing a clasp and running down a zipper at her side, she let her knee length denim skirt fall to the floor. She was completely naked underneath.

“No panties,” she giggled. “I kind of had my hopes up about today.”

“So I see! Chaaya, you look incredible!” I said with complete sincerity. She blushed at my compliment and held a hand to her face.

As she stood there I took in her whole visage, from her beautiful, expressive face down to her heavy breasts, her flat stomach with just the hint of a matronly roll, to her neatly trimmed patch of dark pussy fur with the fold of her pink labial lips just poking through. Her long sinuous legs were held together at the knees almost coyly. I moved towards her, then placing my hands lightly on her shoulders I looked directly into her sparkling dark eyes.

“I think I’m in love with you Chaaya,” I said to her with a smile. “I never thought this moment would come and now that it’s here I never want it to end.” I embraced her warmly, relishing the feel of her nakedness against my own.

“Hush now, baby,” Chaaya whispered into my ear. “Let’s take it slow and easy. One day, one thing at a time. Right now we need to fuck our brains out!” she laughed, hugging me tightly.

Mildly shocked and titillated at her profanity I attempted to lift her off her feet only to have my back remind me that I wasn’t quite healed yet. “Ow!” I cried. Chaaya jumped out of my arms.

“Oh baby, are you alright? You shouldn’t try to lift an old cow like me in your condition!” she admonished.

“Some cow,” I replied with a chuckle. “But you’re right. I need to be more careful.”

“Lie down!” Chaaya ordered me, taking charge of the proceedings. I moved to the side of her bed and lay down on my back. She quickly joined me lying on her side beside me. “You let me do all the work for now,” she said gently but firmly.

Being pampered was a totally new experience for me. It seems my back injury had at least one positive aspect! Until this time I had just assumed men did most of the work while their partners simply accepted what was given. With Chaaya I was learning what making love was truly all about.

Chaaya began with a long passionate kiss, then licked and nipped her way down my throat to play magical little games with my nipples using only her teeth and tongue. This was something I had never experienced before. It was enchantingly pleasant. She next looked up into my eyes and, with an evil little grin, grabbed my cock and began kissing her way down to it, pausing excruciatingly long at my navel. Finally she raised her head, moved near the foot of the bed, looked me straight in the eye and lowered her mouth onto my waiting phallus.

Chaaya moved her mouth up and down my cock rapidly, sending bolts of ecstasy through me with each in and out movement. Then she paused, looked up at me and asked “Do you like it?” My groan was all the encouragement she needed. She plunged back to work as the first body wracking shivers of an immense orgasm began.

“I’m cumming soon, honey!” I warned her in case she wanted to pull away but her movements only became more urgent. I realized she wanted me to cum in her mouth and with that thought I began to ejaculate my hot cream down Chaaya’s eager throat. My entire body shook with convulsive shudders as I erupted into her. She never stopped pumping and she must have swallowed what felt to me like a 100 milligrams of sugarcane juice.

Finally her oral ministrations to my twitching cock slowed and stopped. She moved herself up beside me, hugged me and gave me an enormous kiss. I could taste the salty tang of my cum in her mouth and felt deliciously wicked as I savored it.

“Chaaya, oh babe. You are wonderful!” I panted into her ear as we embraced.

“Hold me,” she murmured. “Just hold me for awhile.” I wrapped myself around her tightly and rocked her gently in my arms. After many blissful minutes she pulled away from me and smiled.

“Aren’t we awful?” she grinned. I laughed and dragged her back to me.

“Absolutely depraved! Now it’s your turn,” I said wishing to brook no argument. “Lie back and let me explore your incredible body, honey.” She rolled obligingly on to her back.

I began with a passionate kiss while feeling Chaaya’s fulsome breasts and toying with her long stiff nipples. She moaned as I tweaked and pulled them. My hand moved lower across the smooth expanse of her belly, down to tangle my fingers in the soft underbrush of her pussy. I lightly stroked her labial lips and felt the little nub of her clit under my finger as I stroked away softly, eliciting from her a gasp of passion each time I did so.

“God Chris, that feels so wonderful!” she gasped into my lips as I continued to kiss and fondle her now juicy sex. “Go inside!” she panted. “Fuck me with your fingers. Yes lover boy! Hard inside me! That’s it! In my hot cunt! Don’t stop!” she commanded. “Ohh Chris!” she moaned as I complied with a will.

Her language burned in my brain as my lips followed the trail blazed by my fingers. I quenched my first burning desire by capturing each of her magnificent nipples in my mouth and rolled, tongued and sucked them into submission. My hand was still busy between her legs, masturbating her with two fingers inside her surprisingly tight, hot and soaking wet sheath. I moved my mouth lower and joined my hand at the juncture of her long legs, both of which were now spread wide open for me.

As my head drew near her thrusting pussy I inhaled her musky scent then began licking her clit as my fingers continued their fast rhythmic fucking. Chaaya tossed and turned her head, crying out in pleasure as I worked away at her delicious cunt and hard little clitoris.

“Fuck me hard!” she called out. “Fuck my pussy hard Chris! Your fingers feel so good! Oh God, lover boy! I’m cumming so hard!” she cried. I could feel her orgasm approaching as I continued my total worship and veneration of her grinding wet sex. Chaaya began sobbing in pleasure as her first climax charged through her body. Her back arched completely off the bed as her mouth yelled out a totally silent scream that that finally gained volume as the waves of passion began to dissipate.

I started to slow my hand but she urged me on. “Oh God, Chris! I’m cumming again!” she wailed, this time trapping my hand hard between her legs with both of her own. Again she was lifted off the bed as her body contorted and shook with the power of her second orgasm. Slowly she began to settle back down onto the bed, taking in deep lung full of air as she did so. I held her tightly around her hips as her body peaked and crested. We lay together that way for several minutes, not wanting the moment to end.

Finally sitting up Chaaya pulled me to her lips. “That was wonderful, darling, WONderful!” she repeated into my mouth as we kissed and she licked her juices off my face. She was still trembling with orgasmic aftershocks as I laid us both gently back down on the bed and cuddled her close to me. “How is your back?” she asked me with a worried expression.

I laughed. “Just fine love.” I cherished her caring and concern. It was so sweet and so different from the way other women had treated me, especially my last lover. Shanthi had been a selfish little bitch, who thought only of her own pleasure which, I began to realize, was typical of the women I’d chosen to love.

“Hmmmm, you are an incredible woman Chaaya,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to make you happier than you’ve ever been before. How can I help make that happen?” I asked her.

“In bed or out?” she smiled.

“Both,” I said “But I’ll start with bed.”

“Then fuck me,” she said urgently. “Let me get on top. That will be easiest on your back. Then talk to me while we fuck. Tell me how you like it. Don’t be shy!” she admonished, kissing me lightly and grabbing my now stiffening prick and pumping it to full stand.

“God, yes!” I cried. “Get on me. I’m dying to feel my cock buried inside your hot little pussy!”

With that, Chaaya moved down my body, gave my erect prick a few quick sucks then straddled my thighs. Taking my throbbing dick in her hand she squatted over the head and guided it inside herself. As I entered her she shuddered and began to move herself up and down my rock hard cock, causing an incredible sensation identical to being sucked off. “I learned how to do this watching porn videos,” she giggled as she pumped away.

“Oh, my sweety, Chaaya, fuck me!” I panted. “Your cunt is so hot and tight! Fuck me, honey!” I gasped. The sensations were incredible. I reached up and grabbed her swaying tits. “I love your titties honey! They’re so big and your nipples are so hard!” I told her as I fondled and squeezed each one. “You don’t know the number of times I jacked off imagining myself here now squeezing your big tits and fucking your hot cunt!” I hoped Chaaya liked my running dialogue. She did.

“God Chris, I love it when you talk to me that way!” she panted, coming close to climaxing once again, as was I. “”Oh fuck me lover! Drive your cock deep inside me!” Oh! Oh! I’m cumming lover! Cumming again! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!”

Her words sent me over the edge and I came with her, pumping yet more cream, this time deep inside her. I had never experienced an orgasm like it. I felt completely joined to her in body, mind and spirit. When our tremors and shivers began to subside she collapsed against my chest and began sobbing with pleasure. Her hot tears dropped onto my chest as I held and caressed her, never wanting to let her go.

“Oh Chaaya, I love you so,” I murmured into her hair. “I never knew it could be like this. I am so grateful!”

And I was. Through my friendship with Chaaya, culminating in our lovemaking, I had rediscovered my manhood. For years, I realized, I had been searching for my motherly acceptance and love through relationships with selfish, indifferent and often cruel copies of her. If I could make one of these women love me I believed, I could finally love myself. I would be complete. Chaaya, through her caring and compassion, taught me what a futile quest I was on and what a real and complete woman truly was. The other women in my life, including my sad mother, had no love to give. Chaaya had it and gave it to me in abundance, freely and without condition.

“Chris, darling, this is a two way street,” she told me, wiping away her tears. “You make me feel so wanted, so sexy. After my husband died and the years passed I wondered if I would ever be pleasing to anyone again. I know we can’t have a conventional relationship…” I began to interrupt. “No. Listen to me Chris. We take this a day at a time and, no matter what else happens, we remain friends. But a conventional relationship? Be realistic. Let’s just enjoy what we have to the fullest.”

Being young, I wanted to plunge ahead into a full romance. Chaaya’s wisdom knew that wasn’t going to happen. As the days went by we grew closer and enjoyed some of the best sex of our lives. Yet at the same time Chaaya at least understood that my life was still before me and that hers was coming to a close.

In time I began to understand and appreciate the nature of my relationship with Chaaya in the way that she did. We had come into each other’s lives at a difficult time of transition and we had helped see each other through to the other side. If we tried to hang on to the sex and romance we would risk damaging or even destroying what we had so carefully created and healed in each other. Our wiser natures prevailed. Besides, Chaaya refused to have sex with me if I was seeing another girl! ‘Cheating’, of course, was not in her book.

Chaaya’s son now wanted to have her beside him in Toronto & parallel to it I had got a job at Al- Jubail city in Saudi Arabia which I reluctantly took up. That was year for which every soul on this earth was looking forward to, it was the millennium. Exactly eight years later I am still searching for a woman who was everything to me. Even today when I travel through the street where my Chaaya lived I take sometime to look around if she’s anywhere around but unfortunately there’s no sign of her. Will I get a chance to see her again only time can tell, until then send me your comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ