From strangers to fuck buddies
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Submit Report The names have been changed to maintain secrecy. *** It was 2:30 pm. After having lunch, I walked toward the boathouse in Kodaikanal while chewing bubble gum. I saw a small boat on the lake, and a huge crowd was waiting to get tickets. I went down near the crowd. The path to the counter was very narrow, and the person checking tickets started shouting. People were jam-packed, and he asked them to come one by one, but no one was listening. I was just watching the scene when I suddenly noticed a lady in black track pants with a heart-shaped neckline on her T-shirt. She looked around 40 years old and very sexy. Her breasts were firm and pointed forward, hanging at a 35 to 45-degree angle downward. She had blackish eyes and a Sharon-style haircut. Beside her were her husband and a daughter around 12 years old. They were standing two steps below me. Her T-shirt was loosely open in the front, and I could clearly see her breasts and nipples. They looked very sexy and tight. As soon as I saw this, I became aroused inside my trousers. People were pushing each other in the crowd, and her breasts were touching and pressing against the person in front of her. After watching this, I decided to get closer to her and seize an opportunity if possible. I managed to reach near her and stood in front of her slowly. Her husband was standing behind her with her daughter. I tried to touch one of her breasts with my elbow, turning back slowly and saying, “Madam, I am sorry.” While turning back again, I touched her other breast in the same way but applied a little more pressure to feel how firm they were. She didn’t say anything. I thought she must have enjoyed it. I did this four or five more times, and my excitement grew. Then I put my hand in my trouser pocket, took out my handkerchief, and dropped it on the floor. While pretending to search for it, I turned and touched both of her breasts. She noticed my handkerchief had fallen and said, “Oh, it’s here.” I bent down to pick it up and slowly rubbed her pants, lightly touching her pussy. Again, I said, “Madam, I am very sorry.” She just laughed, and I understood she liked it and wanted to have fun with me again. I saw her husband, who was stressed and looking toward the counter, wiping sweat from his forehead and neck with his handkerchief. Again, I touched her breasts lightly with my hand without pressing. I got a chance to hold them clearly with my hand, using a newspaper to hide it so no one could see, since we were in the middle of a huge crowd. I didn’t want to miss the opportunity I was enjoying. By then, I wanted to give her my mobile number, but how? Very softly, I asked her, “Madam, I have to leave soon, and I don’t think I’ll get a chance in the next 15 minutes. Please do me a favor and take my number. Give me a missed call when you reach the counter so I can come back within two minutes.” As soon as I reached the road, my phone rang. I saw the number wasn’t unknown, so I picked up and said, “Hello.” The voice said, “Hello, where are you? We’re near the counter; you can come now. Listen, I’m saving a spot for you with us.” Then I said, “Madam, I canceled my plan because of some urgent work. Thanks for calling, and have a nice trip.” She said, “Then what’s the use? It would have been really nice if you were with us.” I replied, “Madam, it’s my bad luck; some sudden work came up. Anyway, thanks for your choice.” She said, “OK,” and asked where I was from. I said Bangalore, and they were also from Bangalore. “Please don’t hesitate to call me if you need any help. I find you very helpful and friendly. You have my number, so please call me if possible today evening by 8:00 PM; we’ll be back in our rooms by then.” I said, “OK, Madam,” and disconnected the call. I saved her number as “Anitha,” as she told me before hanging up. I waited for her call in the evening instead of calling her. Finally, I got a call around 10:30 PM. When I answered, the voice said, “Hello, I’m Anitha speaking. Do you remember we met at the boathouse this afternoon? Why don’t you meet me on Sunday morning at 11:30 AM at my residence?” She gave me her address and said her husband was going to Ahmedabad with her daughter for some work and would return Monday night. I reached her house on Sunday morning at 11:30 sharp. Her flat was on the seventh floor. I took the lift, and as soon as the doors opened, I went to her main door. Before I could ring the bell, she opened it, as if she had been eagerly waiting for me and watching through the peephole. I understood her eagerness. I was surprised to see her dressed in a short skirt and a T-shirt that ended just above her navel. Her legs looked sexy, and her belly was completely exposed. As soon as she opened the door, she said, “Hi, welcome to Anitha’s place,” and offered me a seat on the sofa in the hall. She asked me what I’d like to drink right away. I said, “Whatever you like.” “OK, I’ll make coffee. Meanwhile, you can watch TV.” She bent down to pick up the TV remote, facing away from me. As she bent, I saw her bare buttocks since she wasn’t wearing panties. She turned on the TV and came back to hand me the remote, giving me a kiss. I was completely out of control and pulled her into my arms, kissing her cheeks and holding her breasts in both hands, rubbing and pressing them gently. I felt like I was in heaven as she was totally free and friendly without any hesitation. Then I lifted her T-shirt, exposing her breasts. I took one in my mouth and started sucking it while rubbing the other with my left hand. Slowly, I moved my right hand up her thighs to her pussy and inserted my index finger into her tight pussy, fingering her. I could sense her eagerness as she had been waiting. We kissed passionately. After our first kiss, we removed my clothes one by one.