Seducing 35-year-old married neighbour aunty
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Submit Report Hi guys, welcome back! I am Akash, 25 years old, working in an IT company. Let’s dive into the story without much introduction. This incident happened when I was 19, studying in my first year of college. I’m a day scholar and usually spend most of my weekends at home. Every day, I used to work out or jog for an hour on my terrace. Our apartment is a four-floor building located in Srirangam, Trichy, and has eight houses, out of which four are used as guesthouses. I stay on the fourth floor, and my neighbor, Aunty Latha Iyer, lives on the third floor. She resembles actress Poonam Bajwa and was 35 years old when this incident occurred – a perfect MILF that every guy dreams of. Usually, no one comes to the terrace except for myself and Latha Aunty, who joins me in the evenings. I work out, doing push-ups and abs exercises, and wear a sleeveless top and shorts, showcasing my athletic build. She is chubby, fair-skinned, with 36C breasts and a big, fat ass, along with a prominent tummy. She often wears nighties at home. One day, while I was working out, she came to the terrace. Me: Hi, Aunty, how are you? Has Uncle come home? He’s in Delhi and visits only once every three months; her son is in a hostel in Chennai. Latha: Hi, Da Akash, I’m good. No leave for him; he won’t come home for the next three months. Look at the sweat – it seems like you just came back from a sauna. Me: Haha, no, Aunty. I’ve just been working out for 15 minutes. My T-shirt was drenched in sweat and half of my trousers were too. Latha: How did you get so much sweat in 15 minutes? While saying this, she bent down to pick up the wet clothes from the bucket. Her nighty’s zip was half-open, and I could see 50% of her breasts and a deep cleavage. I got mesmerized and couldn’t take my eyes off her. She asked again, “How, Akash?” Me: Sorry, what, Aunty? I was explaining my workouts. Again, she bent down and picked up the clothes, and this time, she started to squeeze out the excess water, spending an extra 5-10 seconds in the same position. I got a boner instantly; my 6-inch dick was throbbing inside my sports shorts, and the tent was visible to her. This was the first time I’d seen her in this way – her breasts were much whiter compared to her face due to the tan. After a few minutes, she turned to hang the wet clothes on the rope, and I saw her big, fat ass shaking in the process of drying the clothes. After a few minutes of chatting, she went down, and I went to a corner, switched off the lights, and masturbated with her bra on the terrace. I masturbated again that night, thinking of her. A few days passed, and we had another chance to meet on the terrace. Latha: Hi, Akash, why can’t you teach me some simple exercises? The doctor asked me to reduce 10 kg; I’m 75 kg now. You have to help me; I’m too lazy to go to the gym. Me: Sure, Aunty. It’s my pleasure. Let’s work out in the early morning at your home. The next day, at 5 am, I knocked on her door, and she opened it with a sleepy face, still in her nighty. She welcomed me in, and I noticed her big melons; she was braless, and I could see her nipple outline clearly, which gave me an instant erection. Latha: Sorry, Akash. I totally forgot about the workout. Let’s start in 15 minutes; I’ll get ready. Me: Aunty, wear some loose-fit T-shirts and leggings; that’ll be more comfortable. Latha: I don’t have any, Akash. Okay, I’ll wear my hubby’s T-shirt then. She came back in 15 minutes, wearing a V-neck T-shirt, which surprised me. Me: Okay, Aunty. Let’s start. I gave her a few stretches to do and asked her to stay in a bent position, giving me a great view of her milky white tits. She couldn’t touch her feet while bending. Me: Aunty, stretching and warm-up are very essential for a workout. Please stretch more. While saying this, I went behind her and placed my hard dick in the center of her ass cave, rubbing it in the name of helping her stretch more. She gave me a wicked look, but nothing happened that day. Day 2: She was ready and wearing a tight white T-shirt; her blue-colored bra was completely visible underneath. Today, I gave her a few jumping workouts to see her breasts and ass bounce in the air. The best view in my entire teenage years – no porn gave me that kick. I immediately went to the bathroom and started to masturbate. Day 3: I planned something special and gained some confidence. I wore loose shorts that barely covered my thighs, without underwear. Today, as usual, I explained the workouts and sat in a chair in front of her. She was facing me, doing the workouts. While doing jumping jacks, her breasts started to bounce up and down. I got a hard-on, moved my shorts a little, and made my dick visible near my thighs area – it was semi-erect and hanging outside my shorts. She accidentally saw my dick and couldn’t take her eyes off it; she tried to avoid seeing it but couldn’t resist. Me: Okay, Aunty. Let’s do a plank today. I made her do a plank position; she couldn’t stay in the same position for more than 10 seconds. Me: Wait, Aunty. Let me help! Latha: Okay, Akash. This is very tough. I kept one hand below her breasts and one hand near her thighs, starting to support her. During the second set, I moved my hands from her belly to her breasts and had a good grip of her left breast, holding it like a big mango. Finally, while leaving, I did something with full courage, which she enjoyed. Me: We need to reduce the fat here, Aunty. While saying this, I gave her a spank and pressed her right ass cheek. Latha: Haha… sure, Da. (Gave me a naughty look) Day 4: We did some basic warm-ups, and I asked her to do squats while holding a mop in her hand instead of a bar. She couldn’t do more than 10 reps; I went behind her, started to hold her tits from behind, and ground my dick in her ass.