Curvy Indian Milf and her daughter
Couple
Submit Report I am Anand from the south part of India. But would be writing all my stories under the pen name of “Big Black Banana”. This is my identity in my fancy world of sex stories. This will be the first series of sex fantasy stories that I have been writing. A little background about me. I was attracted to many females (of all races, ethnicity, and size) in a physical and sexual sense from a very early age. But due to my reserve nature, I never had the guts to speak to any of them. I dreamt of many in various situations and the series of stories are those dreams in written forms. This Erotic series is nothing but just my fantasies and has never happened in reality. During my early days of college, in my neighborhood, an auntie (MILF) had come to stay. The lady to my surprise was gigantic in height. She was also on the heavier side but not fat. Her curvy arms and legs caught my attention. She resembled a tall version of two Bollywood actresses put together. She always wore a sleeveless dress which exposed her curvy arms. Her thighs were curvy, thick, and milky, and she would at times wear a single-piece dress exposing her arms and thighs. Her duck-like walk made her even sexier. I made it a point to pass by her house every day hoping to catch a glimpse of her and one day I saw her standing on the balcony. She was wearing a revealing saree and a sleeveless and backless blouse. I kept staring at her for a long time, from a distance and believed she would not notice me. But she caught me staring at her and gave me a sweet smile. Her face was very cute and chubby. I too smiled and continued to walk to my college. The next day early in the morning hearing the doorbell I rushed to open the door. And to my shock, it was the same giant curvy lady. She introduced herself as Heera and told me that she had recently moved to the neighborhood with her daughter. Her fair smooth skin I saw closely for the first time and the very thought of rubbing my dick on her arms and face sent my temperature soaring high. I tried to control myself, but seeing her stand close to me got me a boner. I tried to cover it, but she noticed it. My mother came out of the room and the lady started talking to my mother. Then I told my mother that I wanted to go out for a stroll and ran downstairs. The next day when I was walking past her house, she called me. Hesitantly I went to meet her. She introduced me to her daughter who was equally tall, curvy, and gorgeous looking. She smiled at me. I came to know that they were from Delhi. Aunty sensing my shyness came near me and hugged me. Her arms touching my body got me excited, though I controlled myself. She told me she prefers to hug and greet people as it would increase the bonding. Her daughter who was equally outspoken too came and hugged me. She also planted a kiss on my cheek. I was taken aback, but she smiled at me. Aunty then told me that she and her daughter were new to the neighborhood and were not familiar with it. She asked me if I would take them around, and I nodded my head a little hesitantly. Her daughter’s name was Priyanka, but auntie called her Pinky. Pinky was a very jovial and friendly girl who would put her arms around me at times even hugging me tightly. We became good friends. She would ask me to accompany her to nearby hills as she was very fond of trekking. She noticed I was shy whenever she put her arms around me. Once she asked me- Pinky: Anand, do you have a girlfriend? I just nodded my head to say no. She told me she liked quiet men. We would spend hours talking about nature and people. One day Pinky came to my house as she wanted milk. My mom filled milk in the glass she had bought. Then she asked my mom if I was available and told her if it would be possible for me to come over to their house to help them arrange their house. My mother came to my room and told me to go to their house to help me. I was happy and rushed to their place as though to help them in an emergency. On entering the house, I saw aunty in a saree with a sleeveless blouse. Her curvy Milk white arms, her stomach, and her legs as she had tucked the lower part of the saree to her waist. She was standing with her arms on her hips. “Come beta,” she said with a smile “am glad you came to help us”. She told me that I would need to help her get some suitcases from the attic. I could not help but take my eyes off her. Her revealing dress sent a current in my brain to trigger my sex fantasy. Aunty noticed a bulge in my pant but ignored it. Then I climbed on the stool to open the attic door and accidentally looked down. I looked at aunty’s boobs, perfectly shaped and hanging in the right place. She almost resembled the sexy Milf that I dreamt of. Then Auntie asked me- Auntie: What happened? Why you are not bringing the suitcase down? Then I got down the suitcase. She and her daughter asked me to help with some other tasks, which I did, and was tired. Then Auntie asked me to rest for some time. Her daughter brought me a nimbu pani. I felt relaxed drinking it. I saw that pinky was sitting close to me and had her arms around me. Her face was very close to mine. She put her other arm on my face massaging it gently. I felt another arm massaging my groin and was shocked to see aunty doing it. She told me to relax. Auntie: Anand, I am happy you helped us. I have always seen you stare at me. And her tone changed with this. I tried to hide my face. Auntie: Never mind Anand, why are you so shy? I told her I had never had a girlfriend or sat in such proximity with a girl. Then her daughter jokingly asked- Pinky: Anand, have you had sex? I was stunned. Then she said- Pinky: Relax Anand, I was just kidding. Besides in our place, it is a normal thing to hug and kiss. My chest was thumping and I got nervous. Then I told them I had to leave as my mom would be waiting for me. And I left.