Aroused, plump Mamta and gave her time of her life
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Submit Report If you didn’t read Part 1 of my story with Vaishali and Yamini, here it is: Fulfilled Desires of Mature Women of Alternate Generations *** Two ladies, one in her 20s and the other in her 40s, were quite eager to get their physical needs satisfied by a willing, fit, and athletic man. Luckily, I happened to do just that by being at the right place at the right time. Over the next few days, Vaishali got quite busy with her interview prep and gradually displayed less interest in getting her daily quota of sex. But Yamini, being a widow in her 40s, was quite eager to make up for the two or three years of sex that she had been missing since her husband died of cancer. I began to visit Yamini alone in her apartment. We had many nice, long sessions. One time, after we’d enjoyed a satisfying bout of sex, she asked, “Avi – I have a friend who may be interested in you. Her name is Mamta. But she is unusual.” “How’s that?” I asked. “Well, she’s very interested in sex, and her husband has no time from his business to give her any attention. The problem is, she is someone who is visually aroused. If you can show your erect dick, you can have her.” I was thanking my lucky stars. What would the world be without women who badly needed sex? I quickly explained a plan to Yamini. The next day, Yamini had Mamta over at her apartment. I was very glad to see Mamta. Unlike Yamini, Mamta was big. She had huge boobs, an inviting tummy (her saree was revealing more than it was hiding), and her plump face was nicely made up. Yamini was almost always serious – no doubt due to her widowed status – but Mamta smiled brightly. Her teeth were shiny white, and they shone brightly against her full, plump lips. She was wearing a light blue saree with a flower-patterned yellowish blouse. I could see her huge boobs from the side. “Very glad to meet you, Mr. Avi,” she said. After a few minutes, I began putting into action the plan that Yamini and I had made. “Mamta, I heard from Yamini that you have amazing, nimble hands and fingers.” “Thanks!” “Will you do me a favor?” I asked. “I have an unusual request. You see, my pubic hair is quite thick. I sometimes get the feeling I have a little insect crawling in there! Don’t get me wrong, I keep my private area very clean, but I have this feeling from time to time!” Mamta and Yamini both burst into laughter. “Never heard of such a thing,” said Mamta. “Why don’t you look?” suggested Yamini. “You can run your slim fingers through his hair—you know, down there—and make sure there’s nothing!” Mamta smiled and shrugged her shoulders, “Okay!” I undid my zippers and took off my trousers. I walked over and lay down on the sofa. “Well, aren’t you going to take off your underwear?” asked Mamta. I slowly did so, as if I were reluctant. My dick was a little lacking in energy to start with. Lifeless. “Let me see,” said Mamta. She put her hands on my upper thighs and slowly worked her way up to my pubic hair. Her fingers were super-slim and small. Quite unlike her overall plump appearance. She gently caressed my pubic hair from top to bottom, then from side to side. “I don’t feel any insects in there yet,” she said. “Please look some more,” I said. Now her fingers caressed my balls, and my dick began to spring into life. Mamta seemed to examine the base of my penis carefully, where the pubic hair started, and she gently rubbed my dick. By then, my dick, all ten inches of it, was fully erect, and the head was clearly visible. Mamta smiled. “It’s hot in here!” she said. “Mamta, why don’t you take off your blouse?” said Yamini. Mamta stood up and unhooked her blouse, taking it off. She was wearing a white bra, which seemed to be struggling to contain her breasts. Then she took off her bra. And out popped two of the biggest, plumpest boobs I ever saw! Fair skin, with large brown nipples. Her areolas were quite big. “Mr. Avi,” she said. “If you don’t mind, can I suck your rod?” “Well,” I replied. “That wasn’t my plan, but go ahead.” She sat next to me on the sofa and began to suck my dick. Slow at first, then more vigorous. I reached out and began to squeeze her left breast. I played with her nipples, and they became erect immediately. Yamini was looking with rapt interest. She raised her saree slowly and began to rub her cunt over her panties. “I can’t wait any more,” said Mamta. “You need to fuck me right now!” I made her lie down on the sofa and pulled her panties down. She was already wet. I slid my throbbing dick into her and began pumping. She grabbed my left arm and began to moan. I increased my pace. In a couple of minutes, she cummed, making loud sounds while holding on to the sofa. Yamini was slumped on the facing chair, masturbating. Both Mamta and I looked at her from time to time, and our excitement kept increasing. “Again, please,” said Mamta. “Don’t stop!” After five more minutes, I cummed. I believe Mamta cummed just about the same time, her second pop. We lay there for some time, kissing. By then, Yamini had cummed. “Well,” said Mamta. “That was the best! But – I need to run along now and pick up my son from the school bus,” quickly getting dressed and fixing her hair in the mirror. “How about me?” asked Yamini. I smiled at her and rubbed my cock. “You’ll get your share, my dear lady,” I said. ****** If you’re a 40+ woman and want to exchange messages or make a live sex call, please reach out to me. If you’re in the Dallas area and want discreet action, let me know. By the way, I prefer 40+ year-old South Indian women. ________________________________ Avi Sharma Email: [email protected] Telegram: AviShar24 © 2025 All Rights Reserved – no parts can be copied or reproduced in any way without written permission.