First Fuck With My Neighbor
Couple
Submit Report Life was getting boring. All I do was go to college and get back. Watch lot of porn and masturbate. I was tired of porn. I wanted real action. Unfortunately, I had no girl friend and was too scared to approach prostitutes. At 6’1”, I was pretty tall and had decent built, though I was fast approaching 20, I never had a girl friend. I lacked in communication skills and was an introvert. So I can’t blame anyone else that I never had a girl friend. But on my 20th birthday, my life changed completely. We had new neighbor and my parents went to welcome them. I didn’t want to go but they pulled me with them. The new neighbors were a family of three. The son of our neighbor was a couple of years younger to me. The dad looked like he was in his mid forties and the mom looked like she was in her late thirties. I was not interested in talking to them so I was quite the whole time. But from their conversation I understood that the wife of our new neighbor was actually my mom’s classmate and her name was Ramya. I was shocked to hear that. My mom was 45 years old and this lady looked nowhere close to that age. My mom looked a lot older than her. After hearing that, I started observing her. She wore a tight churidar and her shape was clearly visible. She was about 5’5” tall and had a nice rack. Her ass was huge and meaty. Actually she wasn’t slim but her skin looked extremely healthy and young. She had fat near her tummy and it was very sexy. But her face was extremely beautiful and seductive, at the same time. At that time, I never fantasized about normal people. All my fantasies were based on actresses. After seeing her, I wanted to give it a try. After getting back to her house, I ran into the bathroom and fantasized about her. Within seconds I ejaculated. But truth be told, I didn’t enjoy it much. I thought, may be normal people were not my thing. A couple of days passed and I forgot about Ramya aunty. My life was going in my usual boring routine. When I got back from college, my mom asked me to give a cover to Ramya aunty. I took the cover and asked her what was in it. She said something belonging to Ramya aunty flew and fell in our balcony. Disinterestedly, I walked out of our house. As soon as I made sure no one was watching me. I opened the cover to see what was in it. It was Ramya auntie’s bra. Just looking at it gave me an instant erection. The first thing that came into my mind, when I saw the bra, was to check the size. It was 36C. i noticed her solid rack but couldn’t predict the size. They smelled really nice. I wanted to use them for masturbation but didn’t know what I would tell mom. So I quietly went to their house and rang the doorbell. Ramya aunty opened the door. She smiled at me asked me to come in. I just handed over the cover and said I would leave. She asked me if I was in a hurry. When I answered no, she asked me to come in and help her out. Her husband and son were not at home. She was still unpacking her stuff and looked very tired. As I was tall, she asked me to help her put some stuff on the top most shelves in her kitchen. I happily obliged and got onto a stool and asked her to hand over the things. At first, I didn’t observe but actually she wore a sari and her blouse was little deep neck. She was tired and didn’t care how she was but her huge cleavage was visible to me from the top angle. It was that old type blouse where the blouse takes the shape of the boobs. I can also make out that she wasn’t wearing any bra. Her sari was draped in such a fashion that usually our servant maids do while they are working. When she was handing over things, her boobs were jiggling and I can feel my dick slowly moving upwards. Her head was exactly opposite my dick. I wanted to get diverted and started to think about something else. But slowly my eyes use to drift towards her cleavage. It was getting uncomfortable for me, down there. I asked aunty, if I could use their toilet. I ran into the bathroom and just a touch made my dick explode cum all over the bathroom. It took me 10 minutes to clean everything and after getting back, I helped aunty unpack and arrange everything. Before leaving, aunty thanked me and took my mobile number. That was one of the best masturbating experiences I had ever. The next couple of days, my mind just remained the beautiful visuals and hoped that they wouldn’t fade out. The next day, while I was in class, I got a whatsapp message from Ramya aunty. She invited me for dinner, that night, as she felt she had to give me a treat for helping her. Though I was excited, at the same time I didn’t like the thought that her husband and son will be with her. After getting back home, I informed my mom about the dinner plan. At around 8:00 pm, I went to their house and rang the doorbell. As I hoped aunty opened the door and invited me in. She looked gorgeous in a black semi transparent sari. I wanted to touch her tummy and massage it. But the picture got blurred when I thought about her husband and son. I asked for them. She said they were not in town and would be back the next morning. All kinds of weird thoughts ran in my mind but I kept reminding myself that I shouldn’t get too excited and feel disappointed in the end, probably she was treating me like a son since I was her classmate’s son. After talking for some time, we sat for dinner. She made some delicious north Indian food. Though I was enjoying the food, my eyes were scanning her whole body, all the time. Her perfume was just the right match to her fair smooth skin. While she was serving me, her hair fell on my face and the smell made me go crazy. I just wanted to hug and kiss her tightly. After dinner, when I was about to leave, she asked me to stay for some time. She said she was bored and was feeling lonely as her husband and son were not in town. She wanted to watch some movie and asked me which one I wanted to watch.