The Cardinal Sins

A JJ Submission:


A big hi to all my readers, its December and close to 10 days for Christmas school going kids are happy than ever with just one or two exams left over before the vacation. Chennai is getting chill as everyday passes by I lazily wandered my way through a sprinkled traffic on beech road to my office in Adyar. I was seriously thinking how to manage my boss for not finding a new office premises which had been making me mad these days. Even otherwise I am running late on recruitment of office manager which makes me do all the running around. The hardest part was finding an office manager for my own office was making me mad leave lone the new office. The ads for a Administration Manager ran in all through November, which produced no viable candidates. The second ad running currently in December out of the applicants there was one that stood out above the rest.

I called the lady and ask if she could come in on a Friday morning. In our business there needs to be some up close and personal relations with our customers. So even if this lady turned out to be a good manager yet did not have a good self-presentation I would not be able to use her. I sat in my office hoping she would be neat clean and halfway presentable after all the software revolution getting good candidates for small sum of money was tough. The intercom buzzed and I was told a Preetha was here to see me. My eyes flicked to the application open on my desk and the name was Preetha. I said to send her in.

I crossed my office room so I could welcome her half way; also this gives me an opportunity to see her at full length. Her application stated she was forty-four year’s old widowed, healthy with a couple of years of college some years ago. As the door opened I was greeted to a very pleasant surprise there stood a tall, nearly as tall as I am. I am five ten and eighty kilograms. I play and work out three times a week at my age which is thirty six a guy likes to stay in shape for the ladies and of course to stay healthy.

This lady moved with a grace known only to the large cats in the wild. She wore a thin light brown blouse and a dark brown sari. I could not help myself I looked her up and down a couple of times before I let myself act like a man looking of a new office manager rather than a roll in the hay with a tall sexy lady.

I felt embarrassed at my uncontrolled actions and I openly apologized for my action. I was acting like a schoolboy on his first hot date. She greeted me with a wide warm smile. Her face was slightly long and narrow framed with long hair down to her shoulders. Her dark red mouth had full lips shaped for kissing. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her full on the mouth. Her eyes were jet black. My eyes followed the curve of her shoulders down to a white blouse that was protruding like twin peeks in the Rockies.

I thought “ Nice knockers” I wondered if they would stand alone without that lacy bra that showed just a little through her blouse. Her waist was very small, kind of like the way girls looked years ago when they pulled in their waists with a corset. The hips were not wide but more like trim and my guess was very firm. I would bet she worked out. I was stunned by her beauty and gracefulness. She extended her hand and I took it, held it a bit too long and offered her a seat.

I walked around my desk and felt my erection rubbing my trousers. It stood out like “Mr. Show Off,” and there was no getting around it he was fully awake and very interested in our Office manager applicant.

The smile was still there as I said, “ Would you like a cup of coffee or some thing else to drink. We keep a well stocked refrigerator.” Her voice was smooth and silky yet full of self-confidence. I wondered if she had children she could have been a good mother with a firm, yet caring eye.

She said, “Coffee would be fine, black.” Office boy who is at the other end of my intercom brought us two cups of coffee. I took a drink with my left hand because my right was in my lap playing with my erection. I wondered if she knew what I was doing and thinking as I looked at her. Preetha had been a widow for three years, was well educated and was just now getting her life back on track. She wanted a job with a little challenge and some rewards.

She openly told me she did not need the money but she did need to get on with her life and working was the way to go. She had worked during her marriage and loved it so this was away of getting back to the real world. She told me about her marriage and herself. I was only half listening for I was totally engrossed with her beauty and figure. I was acting stupid and horny like a kid but I could not help myself. If I had a wife I would have serious doubts about my marriage lasting very mush longer.

We talked and I was very happy with her as a person and as to her ability to run our current office. I told her so and made an offer higher than I was originally going to make. She accepted. The second office was across town and so I ask if she would like to go over and see where it was going to be. She went out ahead of me on the way to the parking lot. Preetha’s ass was inviting I was not into ass fucking much. Oh, I have and it was great fun with the right girl that is one that enjoys a hard fucking cock up her ass. Some do some don’t I can take it or not it just depends on the girl’s reaction to it. My eyes were glued to a firm tight ass moving smoothly beneath her sari. God all mighty I had to stop this before I am caught of sexual harassment.

When she slipped into my car I watched as her sari moved up to show me a strong muscular leg. As we came near the second office in Indra Nagar which was also in Adyar I pulled into an empty parking lot of the commercial building and parked in the shade of a large tree there was not a soul in the place. I turned toward her and started to speak. Preetha came across the seat and her arms went around my neck. Our lips were locked together; our tongues were darting into the other’s mouth. My hand came up and cupped a large firm breast. I felt her fingers tighten around my erection, which was still growing. I am not a super stud, but I am not afraid to show my “Mr. Feel good” to any girl.”



I said, “I am so sorry about this but I have never in my life felt this kind of attraction for any one. Please forgive me."

"No need to say a word, I felt the same the first instant I saw you. Chris, your a strong handsome man, but I don't think that has anything to do with how I feel.” She said.

I thought about it a moment and said. “You're right Preetha I am very pleased with how you look, as you are a beautiful lady but your right I don’t think it is your beauty alone that has me feeling this way.” I kissed her again and she folded into my arms. I said, “Preetha, my apartment is not far would you like to go there?"

"Chris, I have a better idea, let me show you my home.” As I drove she laid her head on my shoulder and happily her hand never left my erection. She had a strong grip and it felt wonderful to have her hand around my cock. If the drive to her home had been a minute longer I would have had my trouser open and her playing with the real thing out in the open.

She fled the car almost at a trot I was hard pressed to catch her as she opened the front door. The house was two stories, very large. I only saw the front hall and the curved stairs as we ran up to what she called the master bedroom. I called it the Master “Sweet.” for that is what it turned out to be. Clothing dropped along that way to the bed. It was a king size, even at that it was hardly large enough to contain us. Even before I managed to get into her hot wet cunt we rolled and twisted like a couple of snakes. I wanted to feel every inch of her body.

I wanted to feel her naked body on every inch of my body. Front to front, back to front, side to back God we rolled and twisted touching licking and tasting every thing. My tongue found her sweet nectar of the gods. While at the same time I felt my swollen cock being sucked down a long wet throat. Neither of us wanted to be brought to a climax in this fashion. We did without words want to climax together but with my cock driving deep onto her lustful cunt.

At a point just before I filled her mouth with a load of sperm we pulled apart and turned to face one another. Our eyes were locked together as she pulled her legs up nearly to her chin. I found her hot wet cunt easily and drove to the bottom in one long thrust. Holding my weight up off her, I pounded her mercilessly. Feeling my swollen cock touching bottom on every driving downward force. I was looking at her as she trashed under me. Moving her head back and forth screaming at me to fuck her harder. I could feel her swollen clitoris banging into my pelvic hair and I knew I was going to cum so I yelled for her to cum with me and she did.

What happened then has never happened again we exploded together and she screamed as did I. Climaxing together with my partner is not all that rare, but the way we screamed together and gave up our feeling so completely has never been repeated except with her of course. But no other has ever excited me so nor has another full filled my satyriasis needs as this lovely creature. I failed to go limp as one does most often. So Preetha rolled me off her whereupon she kissed down my belly only to find my cock still hard and dripping our join juices.

She licked my cock tasting our combined fluids and sucked the head into her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down while her tongue swirled around the shaft. Without thinking I said “ Oh, my god want a fucking cock sucker you are.” I thought for a second I had made a blunder but then I heard her laughing with my cock still filing her mouth. I was watching her movements as I once again felt the juice of life raise to the tip of my hard cock. Preetha knew I was going to cum again. She looked up at me just as the first spurt of cum shot into her mouth. Our eyes were fixed as she sucked and swallowed my last drop of cum.

Opening her mouth she licked the last drop from my cock and smiled at me. We some how managed to shower and make our way to the location of the new office. Lets call it a days guys time to send in your feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Her Majesty Fantasy

Hi, dear readers. This your JJ submitting a story after a long time, its been more than two months since the last one. Anyway I will compensate for being by way of making you more heated than ever between your legs. After the monsoon rain created havoc in Chennai a week ago & there is a word of caution from the meteorological department warning of more rain during the course of the week. Black topping giving away on most of the city roads certain areas was still undaunted schools closed for the most of the week. Daylight was receding fast since it was clouded from day break.

Damini at 45 looked a lot younger courtesy regular workouts and extremely cautious of what she eats, stood tall at 5.7 inches weighing 60 kgs blessed with a color that definitely belonged to the Aryan races. She lives in the most posh area of Harrington Road Chetpet with her husband Deva who worked for Yahoo and was absolutely true to the term frequent flyer on international routes. Her husband, Deva, has a job that requires him to travel more than he would like. But the pay more than makes up for his prolonged absences because his family wants for not. Both of her children in their teens go to the school at a stone throwing distance. Damini’s mother dropped in the morning and being a Saturday drove off with her children and was not expected to be back till late on Sunday evening.

So Damini has the whole week to herself for the first time in a long time. The empty house only reminds her of what she really misses, sex. Even when Deva is home he doesn't take the time to satisfy her. Sure, he spends a good deal of time with the kids and keeps the place looking tip-top but at the end of the day it's right to bed with only a kiss. The lack of sex is only creating a deep desire to experience the pleasure of being taken. Damini keeps these desires deep within her mind. She has an infectious smile that draws you in when you talk to her.

She decides to visit Spencer’s shopping mall to pick up a few things she wants. Just a few things just for her. She parks her car in the mall basement and gets out of the car. She starts to walk toward the elevator when a hand grabs her shoulder and throws her against her car.



She starts to cry and is shaking as she starts to hand over the purse to a thug who threatened her with a pocketknife. Before she can say or do anything another man grabs the boy and throws him to the ground. He looks up wide-eyed at his attacker to find a strong tuff looking guy standing over him.

The kid takes one look and scrambles to his feet and runs away.

"Are you OK." He asks as he helps Damini steady herself.

"I, I, I'm fine. Thank you."

She's not hurt, just a little scared. She takes a look at her rescuer and finds that he is a good- looking young man mostly in his mid 30’s. A little taller than herself and has eyes that look right through you.

"I don't know what I would have done if you didn't show up. My whole life is in this purse. What can I do to repay you?" Damini asks.

"First, you can call me Jai. And you're welcome. I'm glad I could help out. I really hate to see a beautiful woman like you get hurt. If you like, you can buy me a cup of coffee."

"Ah, sure. I can do that. It's the least I can do."

So they both go to the coffee shop in the mall. They drink their coffee and chat. Jai gives Damini his undivided attention and his words draw Damini in. He tells her that she has a kind smile and looks great. Damini soaks up the attention like sponge. It's been a long time since anyone has given her complements, yet lone, just sat and talked with her. They finish their coffee and it's starting to get late. Damini really doesn't want to end the conversation but needs to get to the premium undergarment stores before it closes.

"Well, thank you again. It was really nice meeting you."

Jai senses that Damini is interested in him and doesn't want to let her go just yet.

"Do you mind if I tag along while you shop? Just to make sure you get to your car without any problems?" He says with his sexy smile.

"Ah, sure. OK. Let's get going before the mall closes though."

They walk side by side until they get to the store.

"I just will be a moment. I just need to get a few things." Damini says.

"No problem, I'll just come in with you, just to look around."

She nods OK and they go in. She quickly heads for the cotton panty section. Then picks out a few light colors in her size. Jai watches Damini, as she looks though the various panties.

"What size are you looking for?" he asks.

Off hand she tells him and blushes. Jai starts walking around the store looking a various panties. A cute sales girl walks up to him and asks if he need some help. He smiles and nods no, just looking. For a brief second Damini is jealous.

"How about these?" as he holds up a very sexy satin panty. "I think they would look great on you!"

Damini shakes her head no, thinking that she would look great in those panties, but whom would she wear them for? No, cotton panties will do just fine. She sees Jai walking back towards her as she starts for the check out. Jai steps in front of her blocking the view of the salesman and puts something in Damini's pants pocket.

"Shhhh, just act natural, OK. It'll be fine." He whispers in her ear. "I'm going to buy you this pair, OK." He says.



Damini's really nervous as she follows Jai to the check out. He pays for his purchase and jokes with the salesman. His smile is wide and he's relaxed. It gives Damini a moment to regain her composure. Then she pays for her purchases and quickly leaves just as the store and the mall starts to close. Jai walks her back to her car.

"I can't believe you did that. Are you trying to get me in trouble!" she says as she hits him on the chest.

Jai laughs and playfully blocks her next punch.

"Oh come on. It was fun wasn't it? I could tell that you got a thrill from doing that. It feels good to be a little bad doesn't it. I tell you what, you can walk back and return it if you want to. Just say you picked it up by mistake..."

Damini thinks about that for a second and says "The store is closed by now, there's no way I could go back there and say that."

"Then keep it. I'll look really hot on you. By the way let me have your phone number so I can call you later. I'd like to see you again."

The compliment throws off Damini's concentration and she gives out her phone number without thinking.

"Well, thanks again for helping me earlier." She says as she gets into her car.

"Wait! Here's your present. I hope you enjoy wearing them." Jai says as he tosses the small bag into her car before she can close the door.

When Damini gets home, she reaches into her pocket to see what Jai put in there. It's a silky red lace panty. It looks really sexy and Damini has the sudden urge to try it on. It's not like anything she would ever wear and her curiosity gets the best of her. It's late so she goes up to her bedroom and pulls off her casual pants, socks, and panties. She takes the gift and slides it up her thighs. She keeps her pussy trimmed so there isn't any hair sticking out. She stands in front of the mirror to see how they look. They do look and feel sexy. She spins to see how her ass looks and it looks pretty good. She nods her head and goes into the bathroom to get ready for bed.



She decides to keep the panties on to sleep in them. Just as she begins to go to sleep the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Hi, remember me? It's Jai."

"Why are you calling me at this hour?"

"I just wanted to know... Are you wearing those panties you took?"

"I don't think that's any of your business!"

"So YOU are wearing them! Do you like them?"

"I tried them on."

"And you kept them on didn't you. I bet they look really sexy on you."

"As a matter of fact they do look good on me."

"It felt good to do something naughty, didn't it. I think you liked the rush, didn't you. A little thrill for your day"

"I don't know what I felt, mostly embarrassed, I think. You shouldn't have done that Jai."

Jai laughs and say "But it did give you a thrill, didn't it. I bet you breakfast that you're wearing them right now while you're in bed, aren't you?"

"Yea, I got them on. So what?"

"How do they feel? Do they make you feel sexy?"

"Yea, they do make me feel sexy, I don't wear these kind of panties."

Damini starts to open up a bit. The conversation is starting to get her a little hot and bothered.

'What else are you wearing to bed."

"Just the panty & a lace brassier

"Rub your hands over the silk and tell me how it feels."

Damini does this without thinking, following Jai's suggestions are starting to turn her on. Her hands run over the silky panty starting at her stomach and working up to her breasts. Her hands linger on her breast. Just her touch has made her nipples hard.

"It feels sooo soft." She whispers.

"Are you touching your breasts?"

"Yessss, it feels so nice."

"Give them a good squeeze. Pinch your nipple."

She does this and starts to moan. She lightly pinches her nipple and moans louder.

"That feels good doesn't it? I want you to rub your pussy now but don't touch your clit."

Damini's hand slips between her legs, rubbing her pussy through the sexy panties, carefully so that she doesn't touch her clit. She starts to become wet and is moaning again.

"That's it, rub you pussy. Is it getting wet?"

"Yesss, I can feel my juices through the panties."

"Slide your hand under the silky panties and rub you clit."

Her hand moves under the fabric touching her clit. Even though she lightly touches the clit, the sensation is great. Her hips begin to move as she rubs her pussy. She's getting close. The long forgotten sensations of an orgasm are coming to a front. She slides a finger inside and begins to pump it in and out. She's breathing harder now. She's so close. Then...



"Oh my God! I'm cumming!" she yells into the phone.

After she regains her composure Jai says "Well, you lost the bet, you were wearing the panties. Meet me at the The Park reception at 7:00 AM for breakfast and wear a short skirt with the panties I bought you today." And with that he hangs up.

The next morning Damini is scrambling around trying to get ready. She finds a black skirt, it's only to her knees but it's the shortest skirt she owns. A satin blouse and black jacket complete the outfit. She grabs her purse and heads for the door. The Park is just a couple of kilometers from her house, She hurries to the door and Jai is waiting for her in the reception area.

"Wow, you look great Damini and you're right on time. I like that in a woman. Let's go get seated."

Damini smiles at the compliments and follows Jai into the dinning room. They order their breakfast and coffee. Jai smiles at Damini, his total attention is on her. Even when the waiter comes with their food he retains his focus on her. She loves the attention. It's something that she hasn't had in a long time.

"Did you enjoy last night?" Jai asks.

"What do you mean?"

"Last night when I called you. When you touched yourself for me and got off. Did you enjoy that?"

Damini blushes and turns away and replies "I shouldn't have done that."

"You still didn't answer the question, did you enjoy it? Come on, just answer the question."

"Oh alright, yes. I did enjoy it," she says with a smile. The memories of last night rush to her head. She remembers her touch and how good it felt to cum. long lost desires enter her mind.

"I bet you're thinking about it right now aren't you? I can tell by the look on your face."

"No more bets, Jai."

"OK, but I think you really enjoyed yourself last night and you're thinking about doing it again aren't you?"

"I might be, so what of it?"

"Are you wearing the panties I bought for you?"

"Yesss, Why?"

"I want you to show me them. I want to see how they look on you."

"I'm not going to show you here!"

"OK, we'll get a room."

Jai asks Damini to wait over by the end of the counter. Puzzled she goes to the end of the counter and waits. She's watching Jai; his focus is on the counter. He seems to be watching a certain businessman who has his hands full as he tries to check out. Just as the businessman puts his stuff on the counter Jai moves and bumps the man as he reaches across the counter in front of him. Damini notices that Jai's other hand has snatched his key card from the counter. Jai apologizes for bumping him and walks over to Damini. He takes her by the hand and walks her to the elevators. He pushes the button and the doors open and luckily it's empty. He pulls Damini into the elevator and closes the door.



"I can't believe you just did that!" she says.

Before she can say another word, Jai kisses her. His hands go to her face and the kiss is passionate. Just their lips touching. Jai breaks the kiss and looks into Damini's eyes. He moves his hand behind her neck and pulls her close for another kiss. This one is filled with need. Their tongues are doing battle as Damini puts her arms around Jai. She's swept away by the moment. The elevator stops at the fifth floor and they get out. Jai leads her to a room that the key card opens the door.

"We have to hurry, we've only got about an hour before housekeeping gets here."

Damini is in awe and doesn't seem to under stand what Jai means. Jai closes the door and finds a chair near by wall and moves it in front of the bed and sits down.

"Damini, please stand in front of the bed and lift you skirt so I can see your panties."

She moves in front of the bed and lifts her skirt up and down quickly.

"There, now can we go?"

"I didn't get a good look to see if they fit right. Why don't you just take off the skirt and show me."

Damini looks at him, uncertain as to what to do.

"Damini, we don't have all day. If you don't show me soon we'll get caught in here. You don't want to get caught now, do you?"

With that added pressure she unzips the skirt and lets it fall to the floor.

"Turn for me."

She turns and begins to model the panties for him. The thrill is turning her on and she can see Jai's cock getting hard in his jeans.

"I knew they you would look beautiful in them. I bet the silk feels really nice on your skin. Rub your hands over them."

Damini follows his commands and rubs the silky panties with her hands. She starts to get turned on. Her eyes are closed as she enjoys the sensation.

Jai quickly pulls his shirt off and moves to Damini. He kisses her again. It takes her breath away it's so passionate. His hands slowly work the buttons on Damini's blouse and it's off before she can say a word. He half carries her to the bed and lay her down. He lies beside her and begins to kiss her again. Damini's emotions are on high, she's living in the moment and her hands begin to caress Jai's body. Jai works his hands behind her, unhooking her bra and sliding it off her body. He kisses her neck and she moans. His hands find her breast and he begins to work it like dough, teasing her nipples with his fingers. He begins to work his kisses down her body, licking and kissing her breasts. He spends a few minutes working on both breasts, sucking the nipples into his mouth. Damini is breathing hard; it's been too long since someone has touched her in this way.

Jai slides down her body, kissing her belly until he gets to the panties. Damini is getting nervous and is breathing hard; she's almost scared. Jai begins to kiss her inner thigh, teasing her. He works his way to the silky panties and runs his tongue along the edge. This produces a moan from Damini. His hands slowly pull her panties off and he uses his hands to spread her legs. He restarts his teasing, kissing all around her pussy. Finally his tongue licks her lips. She tenses for a moment and is shaking with nerves. He slowly runs his tongue over her lips, not touching her clit. She's starting to get wet and Jai works his tongue deep into her pussy. He pulls out and slides a finger inside her and begins to pump it in and out. Damini's moans are becoming louder. Then he goes for the clit. The first touch is electric! Her hands come down on his head and pull him in tight. She's getting close but Jai is relentless. He keeps finger-fucking her pussy as he licks her clit. The first orgasm hits like a thunderclap. Her legs wrap around his head as she cums. He keeps licking pushing her into another orgasm. Her back arches and her grip tightens. He finally stops, Damini's breathing hard but has relaxed her grip on Jai.

Jai stands up and removes his pants and undergarment. His cock is hard and precum is dripping from the tip. He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a condom and puts it on. He works his way between her legs and places the head of his large cock at the opening of her pussy. Damini watches his every move but doesn't say a word.



"Do you want me to put it in?"

"Yes." She whispers.

"Tell me what you want me to do, I want to hear you say it." He says.

"Put your cock in me."

"You know that's not what I want to hear. I want to hear you say it."

Damini is breathing hard and she can feel the tip of is cock at the entrance of her pussy. It's driving her crazy.

"Just shove your cock in me and fuck me Jai!"

He pushes his cock inside about half way, she's still wet from his earlier licking but she's still tight. Damini moans as his cock slides inside of her and she can feel her pussy stretching. He pulls out and pushes back in. He keeps working in his cock, inch by inch until it's totally inside her. He's on top of her and kissing her deeply as he slowly fucks her. Her legs wrap around his waist trying to pull him deeper. Jai picks up the pace and is really driving into her pussy. He continues to fuck her deeply. He sits up and pulls one of her legs to his chest so that he can gain some leverage and starts pounding her pussy. Damini has never been fucked like this before. Her eyes are wide with fright and amazement. She finds herself fucking back. They both are getting close and are on the verge of cumming.

"Cum with me!" Jai says.

They both moan and cum at the same time. Damini can feel Jai's hot cum through the condom. Jai releases her leg and collapses on the bed next to her. They're both breathing hard and they take a few minutes to regain their composure.

"I want to take you out to a club tonight. I want you to dress really sexy for me so you're going to have to wear a shorter skirt so I can see more of your sexy legs and wear these panties tonight. I have to run some errands so I must leave now. I'll meet you here in the lobby at 8:00. Don't be late."

And with that he gets up and gets dressed and heads for the door.

Damini lies on the bed, taking in everything that has happened. She's sexually satisfied but in a daze as if she can't believe that it just happened.. Then it dawns on her that she should get going to because she's in a room she shouldn't be in and it would be hard to explain why she was there. She quickly gets dressed and leaves. The feeling confused her it was like a dream and when she walked into the bathroom she came back to her senses everything unfolded in front of her and she was staring into the imported Belgium mirror, which her husband was very fond off. In a way she was satisfied to have been so vividly dreaming and carved for someone to do her same way she dreamt. Wake up readers it’s over and time for comments and feedbacks to seekcompany@gmail.com keep me posted on your honest feelings that happened to you while reading through this story.

Yours Lovingly

JJ

Yet Another Matured Women

Hi, JJ here. All that I can say is these matured women are simply the best to screw around. No pills, no condoms & no urine test. Going straight without wasting time on description. Even though Prabha was a friend of the family, we rarely saw each other as she stayed with her family at Los Angeles and would make frequent trips to India. Only around the holidays we would get to talk. This was all about to change as she and her husband loved to go on long drives and camp during the Christmas time of the year. Her husband had to fall back due unavoidable circumstance & this made me get involved. Since Prabha had an adamant character she invited me to drive for her to the western ghats, we were headed to Gudalur way passed the Niligiris. Friday afternoon she and I packed the car and headed the long drive we talked about a lot of things, laughing most of the time. I began to realize she was putting her hand on my leg an awful lot and I started to enjoy this. I guess this was when I noticed how sexy she could be.

Prabha is a full figured woman with nice looking legs and some rather large breast. Every time she laughed real hard, she would put her hand on my leg and lean forward towards me. This gave me a good view down her shirt. Since she had on no bra, her tits were in plain view when she did lean over. I was really enjoying this, such much that my cock started to get hard and pressed against my shorts, causing a very noticeable bulge. Prabha also noticed and seemed to enjoy her view also. I felt her hand brush up against it nearly every time she put her hand on my leg. This went on for a while as we drove into the night.

It was almost midnight when we both decided we were to tired to make it anymore this happened due to the traffic block on the NH 45 don't forget I am talking of 1998 the NHAI was yet to put up the full Toll roads on this route. We found a hotel at Villupuram a sort of small town en route to Ooty, but they only had a single bed room. I was very excited about getting into bed with her to see where things might go. I thought I might have a chance, I knew that her sex life with her husband had not existed for two or more years. I believe he just lost interest due to his age. Prabha was about ten years younger than him making her around 45, but I hoped that she still needed a good fuck every now and then & I was a full 12 years younger to Prabha. We got up to the room and changed our clothes and I got into bed. She was wearing a thin t-shirt that was mostly see threw, giving any one a good look at her big brown nipples. The shirt came down to her knees, but when she bent over to get things out of her bag I could see her cotton panties and some pubic hair poking out of the sides. I became very horny watching her plump ass, I just wanted to jump up and fuck her where she stood.

Prabha finally climbed into bed beside me and turned off the light. The bed so small and our bodies were touching as we fell asleep. After a couple hours of sleep, I woke and realized I was right up against her back with my cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Then it hit me, Prabha had taken off her panties sometime during the night and also released my cock from my shorts. I tried not to move, but the thought of her bare ass up against me caused my cock to come to a full erection. Not moving an inch , I laid there to see what she would do. Within seconds Prabha pushed back into me and slightly lifted her leg letting my hard cock slide further between her ass cheeks and rest at the entrance of her warm cunt. Prabha turned her head to face me and pushed back one more time. She moaned softly as my cock head rubbed along her clit. I then returned the favor by grinding into her ass and rubbing her clit once more with the head of my cock. Prabha moaned again and I felt her pussy become wetter than before.

"Chris that fells so good, don't stop".

"Are you sure you want to do this Prabha"?

"No, but I'm too horny now to stop. It's been so long since I have had a man between my legs, I'm not going to wait any longer".

I leaned forward and kissed her on her lips while I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me. Prabha opened her mouth and darted her tongue into my mouth. We kissed for several minutes before she rolled over to face me, never breaking our kiss. She tossed her leg over me and raised her self on top of me. Now straddling me, Prabha took off her shirt releasing her huge tits. I reached up and rubbed them and pinched her nipples making her moan. While I played with her tits, Prabha closed her eyes and began grinding her pussy against my rock hard cock.



"Chris, before we go any further you have to promise me that you will not tell anyone about this".

"I promise. This will be our little secret".

With that Prabha sat up and pulled my shorts all the way off and threw them onto the floor. Wrapping her hand around my stiff cock, she started to stroke me very slowly and kiss the head of my cock as she looked into my eyes.

"Do me a favor and please don't cum in my mouth".

"Ok, besides I want us to cum together".

Prabha giggled and then lowered her mouth onto my cock until it touched the back of her throat. She pulled her head up slowly until her lips were wrapped around the tip. I was in heaven as she grabbed my cock and sucked me back into her mouth. Prabha bobbed her head up and down on my shaft and jacked me faster and faster. I laid there for several minutes enjoying this mature woman sucking the hell out of my dick. As I watched my cock slide in and out of her mouth I felt myself about to cum so I lifted her head.

"Now it's your turn, if you want me to".

"Yes I do, but I must warn you, I'm going to cum pretty quick".

"I hope you do".

I leaned up and we locked lips as she laid down on her back and spread her legs. Never breaking our kiss I moved between her legs and pressed my cock firmly against her hairy pussy. I kissed my way down her body stopping at her breast, sucking her hard nipples into my mouth. Continuing down between her legs my tongue found her clit. I licked and sucked on her clit until she began raising her hips up and down humping my face. Prabha came quickly like she said she would, but I continued to lick her pussy until she came a second time. Just one more orgasm, then I would fuck her. I slide my tongue deep into her wet pussy so that I could really taste her juices as she came for a third time. Her juices rolled down my tongue and onto my chin as I buried my face in her hairy cunt.

After I wiped off my face with the sheets, I leaned over her body and kissed her letting her taste what I had tasted. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved her tongue deep into my mouth . With her other hand she guided my cock to her pussy. Slowly I pushed passed her swollen lips until I was completely inside her. Prabha lifted her legs high into the air and grabbed my ass as I pumped my manhood in and out of her wet pussy.

"Oh god, you feel so good Chris".

"You like that. Do you want me to fuck you real hard"?

"Mmmmm, yes. Fuck me as hard as you can. Make me come again".

I pounded my cock in and out of her as hard as I could as she moaned and screamed for more. In no time at all we were both sweating as our bodies slapped together. After about good 10 minutes of hardcore fucking I finally came inside her. Filling her up with my cum. We laid there exhausted from our session and fell fast asleep. We vowed to continue our affair when we arrived back home, and we did. Every time we had the chance we had sex until she and her husband decided to settle down in Australia . She is still with her husband, but she is my sex buddy. There is nothing like fucking an older woman, enquires welcomed along with your valuable comments and feedbacks.

Yours Lovingly

JJ

A Carnal Teacher

A perfect Awakening of Body & Soul

A big hi to all dear readers, a mid week submission from your beloved JJ. As it is everyone is aware of my love for the matured females which got ignited in my teen and till date though I am in my mid thirties, it’s has always been with me and am sure it would follow me to my grave. Any young man would always dream about bedding a mature lady to some it maybe aunts in the neighbourhood, to some the class teachers and to other’s their own aunts and bhabi’s. A rose is a rose is a rose likewise to young studs a aunt is a aunt is a aunt………..

His cock achingly remembered her.

...She was... she is... sweet perfection... the dream of every young 21 year old man: a mature woman... a teacher of things carnal... a Tantric guide in all matters sensual and erotic... a willing leader or participant in any and every sexual possibility... a seductress... his beautiful, beautiful slut and whore... his goddess... the one he adores... worships... the one whose every command he would obey and at whose feet he would bow deeply and reverently... his mistress... his lover... the wife of a very generous and loving husband, his giving and sharing uncle... she was taboo: his beloved mother's sister.

Jeevan had just returned home after spending another solo weekend with his Aunt Madhavi. Yet, despite all the hours of caressing, foreplay and copulation they had shared he was still filled with frantic desire for her. So reckless was it that during the hour drive back, while navigating the darkened NH 4 Highway, he had twice sent a fresh stream of liquid lust flying through the air to land somewhere on his jeans. So reckless was it that upon his arrival home he had little time or interest in others as he rushed through the kitchen, giving his Mom just a brief chat and look, past the living room, extending only a wave and a warm but rushing "Hi Dad!" to his father.

Having found his destination: his bed behind a closed door... he had quickly sought to gain one more objective: the soft, sultry sounds of his loving aunt Madhavi who would give him once more the resolution he sought.

He had dialed again from his mobile... and she had answered.

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Once more, the word of obsession spread out from him, "Yesssssssssss!"

"Oooooo, my love... you miss Auntie?" It was a question that sought no response. "Not long after you left, uncle arrived... we're here, now, in our bedroom... where you last had me. I was just whispering to your uncle about all the delicious things you did to me... and of how much I love to pleasure you and make you wild."

Once again, Jeevan's cock pulsed, pushing like a bull against the damp fabric of his jeans. The sound of her voice (the way she breathed the words rather than speak them) was always electric to him. And her utter command of him was made even more succulent by the openness of her marriage and the encouraging approval of his uncle.

Madhavi & her husband during their 18 year marriage they had been through many moments of joy and sorrow (probably no more or no less than any other couple) but what had made them better than most was that they had come to understand what love was... far more than many ever do. And it was this understanding of love... true love... that had brought such uncommon strength to their bond. It was also what contributed to their enjoyment of bodily pleasure... which they shared with others, including Jeevan.

As Madhavi’s husband readied himself to take his woman, she lay beside him cooing into the phone to her other lover, "My darling... is your cock big and hard for Auntie again?"

Oh, how Jeevan and her husband craved to hear those words from her. And she knew it.

"Yes, yes!", Jeevan breathed back quickly in reply.

He gave thanks once again for her recent gift to him: a headset for his cordless bedside phone. When they shared these moments, they both enjoyed it most when he had both hands available to obey her commands.



As quickly as he could, Jeevan scrambled out of his pants... made all the more difficult by his raging erection. As the fabric finally passed by, it bounced back violently like a diving board after release.

"Yes, Auntie, I am so hard for you. I am lying here wanting you again."

"You know I love the sound of that Jeevan. You know I am yours! You know I love to pleasure you and be pleasured by you... but most of all, my baby... I love so much the act of pleasuring you."

He could only silently pant in response.

He was helpless. He ached for her... sometimes day and night. If it weren't for life's other distractions Jeevan could easily become consumed with her. Then again, this would never happen even if she was all he had, because she knew what love was, and she was always striving to help him learn more about it so that he could share it with others. And love was never "power over another"... love was always a "giving away" not a "taking from"... love was always about "enabling" not "disabling".

"Have you got my panties there with you, my baby?"

Her question awakened him... for the first time since his departure from her that evening, Jeevan realized that there had been a deviation in their pattern.

For years now he had lustfully enjoyed the forbidden: consuming the intoxicating residual scent and taste of his Madhavi Aunt's most private parts. At first it was his thrilling, shameful secret, hidden carefully from her. And then, one year ago, he and his obsession for her were discovered... and rewarded gloriously by her.

Now, with her delightful, open consent, she indulged him. Now, with each departure they shared, even those shared in the presence of others, it was her practice to find a way to place her token in his eager hand... as if to say, "I know of you and your need... of your unrelenting lust and want for me. I give you this for your possession until we can be together again. Smell me. Taste me. Enjoy me in my absence from you. As you pleasure yourself with thought of me know that these too have been where you have been... these too have touched what you crave to enter and ravage once again."

And with each new reunion the two lovers shared... he returned them... always in exchange for a freshly soiled pair.

Tonight, however, was an exception. For the first time in a long time, he was without her panty.

His pause over the phone was almost breathtaking for Madhavi to hear... it took place just as she hoped it would. She loved surprising him... being lustful with him... seducing him... teasing and titillating him... pleasuring him. She knew how much he craved the residues of her cunt on her well-used panties. For days in advance, she had planned for this moment... even this phone call... and her husband's presence in it.

To be continued on popular demand……

JJ, seekcompany@gmail.com

Alfa - "The Beginning"

Hello dear readers, this is your JJ back to treat you with some delicious and steamy stuff. First and foremost thank you very much for all the feed backs that some of you have sent in, I am delighted to see so many of you taking time off to send in your valuable comments. This is the only consolation for a writer that too erotic, thanks again lets start off with the narration. Every man remembers his first time. That first access to the warm juices of a woman's secret place. In spite of my thirty plus years of treating mature women revisit their golden era of love making, and as for me there is always that first time, and its consequences will live with me forever.

For one thing I had waited so long, being pretty shy, mother-dominated eighteen year old in my last year of Secondary Schooling I’d had very little experience of the opposite sex. A brief touch of my girl friend’s left breast through her thick pinafore uniform before she knocked my hand away was as good as it got. Females especially the ones younger or my age had always turned me into a quivering jelly. Chennai has always been late booming and a pretty old fashioned when it comes to things like these. My first knee jerking BF viewing happened in my eighth standard and all of us in side the room were eyeing things for the very first time which was very hard to believe seldom has someone heard of cocks such huge and breast stuffed with silicon that defied the law of gravity.

I'd heard all the stuff of my class mates. They just lie there and you stick it in, Chris. It's easy. I was wise enough to know that much of their talk were too good a story. It seemed to me that I was just too shy to ever find out what made a woman a woman. This was many, many years ago, back in Chennai the days we now call innocent days. South Indian girls, Chennai being the further most south city of India were girls were determined to keep it for some future husband. That's the way they were brought up here.

And then Sujatha and her husband moved into our flats I was on the verge of a sexual education which I could never even have dreamed about. The lessons stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. The making of a stud. From the distance of a near two decades I can look back and recall my first time with all the clarity of it being just yesterday. Sujatha’s husband worked for a bank and were transferred from Bombay to Chennai, he was a workaholic day in and day out whether it rained or shined he never forgot two things one his work and second his night cap being in my early twenties I used to visit their place on weekends when we clattered away on banking finance stock market it was the time of Harshad Metha foul play with the market. In due course of time we became close on the family front and when some errands were required Sujatha used to ask my mom to get it done by me.

This was the beginning and so we became close I used to ask her if there’s anything I can do for her she would nod her head with a sly foxy smile the meaning to it I only got to understand later. I had a tint for music listening don’t get me wrong it was only the Tamil movie songs and those were the days of having a tape recorder were the creamy layer little by little I visited their place often if for nothing else then it was listening to movie songs. My lucky break came in form of yearly summer visit to Vellankanni which was never missed as long as I could remember. I call it a lucky break since Sujatha’s husband was also out of town attending a training session at their HO Mysore. This time around I made I was in my first year of collage and was doing Philosophy as a main subject made a brave attempt to argue with my parents saying there’s no God whatsoever. I was left alone second week of May a grueling summer and as I was brushing my teeth the next day I became fascinated by watching my soft mustache not only was that growing, so did my cock.

Sjuatha was tall, slender, as delicate as a rain kissed rose, I never saw her walk past me instead she swayed across in front of me. A blue silken night dress that was knee length and clung to every curve of her body, and every curve was undulating with sinuous abandon. A heady perfume of lavender and something else exuded from her beautiful body.

Sujatha answered my tentative knock on door almost immediately, and my eyes must have bulged at the sight of her dressed in a sky blue wispy knee length silken night dress with the top most two buttons open at the neck to reveal a tantalizing valley between her gently rising breasts. Long black hair, cascaded to her shoulders which complimented her beauty.

A handsome young man was her first comment as I entered followed by I'll bet the girls are mad for you."

"Oh, Chris, how lovely to see you." Her wide eyes, the swing and sway of her body, sent all kinds of electrics through me. The intimacy of her smile only added stiffness to my already erect cock.

Had I misread her looks, her tone of voice? It couldn't be that way could it? I was imagining an impossible promise, wasn't I?

A little shy I may have been but I found myself exhilarated by the mere proximity of her. The prospect of being close to her. That evening, I had the longest bath I've ever had. Brushed my hair into what I imagined was a delicate quiff and coated my body in so much talc musk deodorant spray.

"My you smell lovely, Chris."

I was tempted to say, "So do you." as her lavender perfume invaded my nostrils. But words simply choked in my constricted throat.

Music was already on and she directed me to the sofa, as I noticed that the curtains were closed, which seemed strange on a bright Summer evening.

I sat, as she swayed for a moment, every inch of her body seeming to be alive and transmitting bolts of lightning into my dumb adolescent psyche. She stood for a moment over me, and my eyes tried not to look at the slight parting in her negligee and the darkly shadowed something beyond. Why hadn't she dressed? Did she know I could see?

I raised my head and she was smiling. She knew where I was looking. Then she sat down beside me, close. Closer than I could have ever dreamed.

"Tell me about your girl friends, Chris." she breathed. Her perfume was something I thought I was going to drown in.

What could I say? The clothed left breast that I layed my hands on at school, my experience had been flat punctured kisses with my girl at school.

"Not much to tell," I admitted.

"Do you like me?"

"Y--yes. You're-----nice." And it sounded so crummy I could have curled up and died.

"You're a lovely strong young man, Chris---" My mind was telling me, And she's a married woman----

She went on, "You know how my hubby is and I have been very happy of late----but you must have noticed how weak he looks--- He can't do-------anything." And her pause made me look up into those eyes, even sultrier in the dim light. My head was spinning and I never knew for a second where am I.

“Let’s cut the crap” She said.

"Would you like to kiss me, Chris?"

A kiss? A kiss was more than I could have hoped for, wasn't it? She was leaning towards me and the dress had parted to reveal more of those two creamy mounds. My basic instinct was to run like hell. But like a switch had been pushed there was a sudden bulge in my pants. In her 40’s she was making me mad………….

"Mmm," was all I could manage, as her full lips moved close, and I tried desperately to catch my breath. The lips brushed across mine, briefly, gently. Was that it? Then her hand was on the back of my neck and her mouth covered mine just as I opened it to clutch in some air.

Next second her tongue was lapping over mine. Briefly shocked I was then filled with wonder at the electricity of it. The sheer sensation, my whole mouth was a-tingle. I leaned into it, dizzily, fearing I might faint at the intensity of it. Nothing in my life had prepared me for this.

Compared with those tight-lipped punctured kisses at school this was pure bliss, as Sujatha's tongue explored my own, tracing around the insides of my cheeks. My hands trembled. Nervous as I was, I felt disappointment when she drew away. Then I saw that one of her breasts had come totally free and I was gazing at it. Tits, that's what the kids called them. But not this beautifully rounded, full, smooth hillock with its subtle brown ring tipped by a delicate nub of a nipple.

This was a breast, a real, living succulent breast.

"Touch it, Chris."

Amazed at the invitation, I looked into her eyes. Was I dreaming? Was this luscious married woman actually giving me, permission to touch her breast?

"Please, Chris."

I raised trembling fingers and the tips traced the elegant slope from nipple to the base of her throat. Feeling a little bolder I allowed my fingers to smooth their way around the whole curving surface. The tightness in my pants increased.

"Now the nipple, Chris. With that same touch. You have lovely touch."

I was scared senseless. Yet enjoying it at the same time. I reached out and tentatively ran my fingers over the hard small nipple I heard her sharp intake of breath.

"Sorry," I mumbled, jerking my hand away.

"No, no. That was perfect, Chris. Again. A little harder." I'd wake up soon. But the pressure in my groin told me that I wasn't dreaming. I allowed my whole hand to settle over her breast, smoothing it, letting each finger trace over the nipple.

"Oh, you've done this before, haven t you, Chris," she sighed huskily.

"No, never." I didn't even think of lying.

"Kiss it, Chris." What? Blood pounded in my head and in my cock.

"Take the nipple in your mouth, tongue it" I lowered my head nervously, "Like this?" I asked, before putting my lips around the enlarged nipple

"Tongue, Chris. Use your tongue."

Emboldened I did that. I couldn't believe the pleasure of it. My mouth could have swallowed her whole. I found myself sucking without even thinking about it.

Sujatha was breathing more heavily. "You're sure you've never done this before?

"Never," I said. "But it's nice." That stupid useless word again. It was more than just nice. I was on some magic cloud. Briefly, guiltily I thought of her husband, but then her hands closed on either side of my face lifted me and her mouth fastened on mine again. Tongue slithering over mine sending shock waves through my whole being. One hand close over my right hand and moved it down, tracing it over the delightful flatness of her belly, the silkiness of her night dress, until I felt my fingers slope downwards and detecting a sudden roughness under the silk. She made an agitated movement and the silk was gone and my fingers discovered the roughness had been a mound of soft hair.

My head was pounding. I couldn't expect this, this was the ultimate, this was a woman's secret place, her special gift. My hand froze, uncertain of how to proceed. All I knew was there should be an opening among this fuzziness.

Her lips left mine and she whispered, "Go on, Chris. Touch me there."

Without daring to look down at what I was doing I let my virgin fingers grope around the hairs. Where was it? Where was that secret opening?

I felt her legs moving apart and her mouth close to my ear breathed, "Lower, Chris. Follow the groove."

Groove? What groove? But even as the question formed my middle finger found a smaller indentation. Tracing it I found it seemed to form a little trench running down between her legs. I rubbed gently and became aware that the edges of this trench were swelling to my touch.

"Mmmmm." Sujatha's breathed close to my ear. "My weakness. You're finding my spot."

The groove ran all the way down, right through to the back it seemed. Then suddenly there was moisture. My fingers were running along wet lips. I drew them back and then forward again. Repeated the action. Aware now of her laboured breathing, almost panting. On one forward movement there was a parting of the trench and there was something small and hard, like a miniature nipple under my fingers. But no hole----where was that opening?

"Oh, God, that's marvellous. Don t stop. That's it. There. Oh, God. Yes. Probe, Chris."

I seemed to be too far back when without warning my middle finger sank into a wet pit, so far back that it took me by surprise. I pushed and my finger sank right in. I let another finger join it and prodded them both upwards and inwards.

Sujatha was panting and gasping, kissing my face my hair my ears, tonguing into my mouth. "Oh, God, yes. Oh, God "

I couldn't believe how ignorant I had been. I didn't even know that this glory hole was set so far back between a woman's legs. And that was when I felt Sujatha's hand on my thigh, on my bulge. Oh, hell, I wasn't sure about this. Nobody had touched me there. Not since I was a baby anyway. But I wanted it and didn't, both at the same time. No woman had seen my cock, not in that enlarged state. Not in any state.

Sujatha's hands expertly opened my trousers. She was going to touch my naked cock. She was----she was! My own fingers stopped their luscious probing as I gasped for air. Then her fingers were closing around my swollen member drawing it into the open. And the whole pressure of the episode was just too much as her fingers lightly caressed my bulging tip.

In despair, I realised what was going to happen, after all that had happened up to this point, the touch of her hand was all too much. My lower body seemed to explode. I looked up in time to see the first spurts bloom whitely over her fingers.

"Oh, dear that’s too soon," she sighed.

“EARLY BRIRD”

Ashamed, disgusted with myself I was about to apologize when she crooned, "But I catch the worm. Cum to mama. Don t go to waste." And to my mix of joy and horror she stooped and closed her mouth over my oozing cock. Sujatha was taking my cum in her mouth. I hadn't even known that was allowed. Vaguely I remember seeing a dirty picture that the lads passed around. But here was Sujatha with her head in my lap, her mouth gently sucking on my spurting cock and taking every drop down.

After just a moment I felt myself softening and Sujatha released me, raised her head, smiled and licked the cum from her hand.

"I'm sorry," I said lamely.

"Sorry? For what? We haven t finished, Chris And you can put your hand back where it was for a start."

I glanced down at my pathetic little cock lying like a dead snail outside my pants. It didn't seem likely that anything else could happen. I'd just been to the top of the world. Sujatha saw my look and smiled.

"I'll tell you what, Chris." I think we need to be more comfortable. And she stood up and took my hand urging me to stand. Then she lead me through a door and we were in a bedroom, with a large double bed.

"Comfortable, Chris. We've come this far. We might as well have comfort."

I couldn't see what we could do now. Did she mean we were going to sleep? Straight away I knew this wasn't the case as she slipped completely out her night dress and stood there totally, delightfully naked.

Yet another first for me. Or A landmark should I say?

My eyes, bolder now, after what had gone before, roamed over the twin perfect breasts, bold, firm and brown tipped, that flat belly sloping down to the tawny patch of hair that I had explored but was seeing for the first time. She moved her feet and I caught a glimpse of the secret lips hidden down there.

"Now you," she said and as I hesitated she stepped forward and began undoing my shirt.

My mother hadn't seen me naked since I'd reached puberty. Nobody had. I was a little embarrassed. Now here was this virtual stranger busy removing my shirt.

Stranger?

After what we'd just done?

She loosened my belt and my trousers dropped. Her hands slipped inside the waistband of my under wear.

"You think I have a good body, Chris? "

I nodded breathlessly and resisted saying'nice.'"Not bad for a late thirty year old, is it?"

”Fortyea”

She said with an impeccable Malayalam accent.

She was forty. I felt my face burning as she slipped my shorts down over my hips, and stood back to look me up and down. I wanted the ground to swallow me. "You have a good body, too. Only yours will get better." Her hand slid under my scrotum which made me jump. "Oh, Chris, you are going to make a lot of women happy. And I'm going to show you how.

Let's lie down."

To my surprise her touching my balls had made my cock flicker upwards. I lay down across the bed, and she lay beside me.

"I have a need right now, Chris. So we'll show you early stages later. For now just kiss my breasts again. Early stages? What did she mean? Later? When was later?

Earlier it had been one breast, now I had both at my disposal. I let my tongue flicker from one to the other, while my hands roamed over them, enjoying the friction. My eyes gaped in wonder at the way her nipples swelled to my mouthing. From time to time she muttered little instructions.

"Use your teeth. Yes there, gently. Now squeeze, then stroke. Now move your lips down over my belly."

Oh, oh, this was taking me towards a new stage. My tongue tickled at her tiny navel.

Go down. And the next tickling was her pubic hairs on my mouth. I couldn't go any further. These weren't the lips for my lips, were they?

"Touch first. Yes, fingers." Her voice was husky.

I let my fingers move as they had before feeling out the petal folds as they opened to my touch. Moistness, aroma, heat. I felt my cock flexing itself, like a fighter returning to the battle.

"Open me. Yes thumbs on each side. You're looking for the stone in a plum. Look. Look, Chris "

My head was between her, legs my feet up near her head. I could never imagine what I was seeing. All that pinkish brown, layer on layer it seemed.

"See it, Chris? See my clit?"

Among the fold rose a tiny bud thing. Was that it? I wasn't sure so I tentatively touched with my fingers.

"That's it, Chris. My clit." Her voice was strained, almost gasping. "Now put your tongue on it."

My tongue there? This couldn't be right. This wouldn't be very pleasant, would it? Was this making love?

"Please, Chris. I need this---need it now."

Reluctantly I leaned into it and flicked my tongue against that tiny target. For some reason my whole being trembled with excitement as she stiffened and gasped, "Oooh---yes, --do it---give it ---lick it---lick it hard."

My tongue began working as though it had a life of its own. Lapping at her little secret button. Her clit. I hadn't even heard the word before. Back and forward went my tongue. Round and round. No taste, yet it was like supping on cream and the creaminess increased, as her legs spread and I found myself licking and probing until my tongue was guzzling into that mysterious hole without me even wondering about what I was doing.

"Oh, yes, we're there, Chris." And as she said it I felt her tongue licking the length of my semi-hard cock. I let my tongue run wild along her every widening creases, as she gasped and moaned. Her lips fastened around my cock and I could feel it swelling inside her mouth.

"No, I'll---" I tried to warn her, recalling my earlier weakness.

"No you won't," she gasped." I won't let you."

I could feel her tongue exploring the head and I felt so huge inside her and almost involuntarily I felt my hips thrust to push my cock deeper into her mouth, while my licking and probing with my tongue in her wetness got wilder and wilder.

Her mouth came away from my cock and I didn't want it to, I glanced along the length of her belly and saw her pressing my cock against her breasts. I couldn't believe what I saw. My meager hand jobs never made it look that massive. It had never been so engorged, so fat.

"Oh, God," she moaned. "Chris, you've got a wonderful piece here. I want it inside me."

She sat up and I sat up looking at her, her cheeks flushed, her eyes clouded with passion.

"Now, we'll fuck," she said flatly. It shocked my to hear her use the word. You must remember this was many years ago when that word was the worst thing you could say. Yet there seemed no better way of saying what we were going to do.

Sujatha lay her divine body back on the bed and opened her legs with the knees raised. "Come on, Chris Just let yourself glide into me. You've prepared me good. Now finish me good."

Uncertainly I moved between her legs and she reached down and held my cock, drew it towards her, guiding, her fingers holding the tip to direct it into that smoldering orifice that I had just finished licking out.

I felt the bulbous head of my cock enter and immediately felt the muscles of her vaginal walls contracting to draw me in. At the same time I felt that familiar welling from my balls. I was going to shoot. Christ, before I'd hardly started.

I told Sujatha.

She gave me that sexy smile and shook her head. "No you re not. Not this time. Not before you've stuffed me good." And her hand reached down and I felt her finger and thumb grip tight around my cock just above the balls.

I had frozen in fear of shooting my load now she said urgently, "You re all right. Now let me feel that gorgeous prick inside me. "

I eased my cock into her as her hand released me. The threat of an early rush had gone and my rod slid easily right up to the hilt. So far that I was sure that I could feel the head push against some part of her deep inside. I didn't dare ask, what did I do now. I was inside, deep, deep into that warm wetness and it was the best feeling I'd ever had. But now? She sensed my uncertainty. "Pull back ---Not too much---Yes, there. Now plunge back---all the way"

I had eased my hips back feeling my cock being adulated by her vibrating walls. Now I pushed it back as far as it would go.

"Now---again---back--faster--- "And her voice was strained, excited, by what I was doing to her.

I swung my hips back and forward felt my rod working like a piston inside her.

Hey, I was fucking. This is what it's like. It was better than anything I could have imagined. The hotness of it, the wetness, the smells of perfume and feminine musk.

Sujatha moaned. "Oh, God, ---I knew---I knew----Suck my tits, Chrissssssssss. Suck my tits---"

I needed no second offer, pounding away into her delightful crotch I let my lips snap and bite at her engorged nipples.

Sujatha was breathing harder than I was, her head tossing from side to side, her long hair flared across her face. "Ooh, it's there. Oh, yes Chrisssssss. Cum in me. Cum. Cum now. Do it. Do it." Her voice became a screech of near desperation.

A dam burst deep inside my balls and the flood poured into my cock, as with one final plunge I heard my own voice yell something wild. And I was trying to push the head of my cock up into the depths of her belly. While her hips rose from the bed to meet me and we ground ourselves together and groaned and gasped in unison. It seemed like I wouldn't stop, I felt I was pushing liters and liters of my cum up into her and she was taking it so gratefully.

At last we were calm and I lay nestled against her flat, sweated belly as my cock slowly shrank out of her.

I'd done it. I'd had sex. I'd fucked---and fucked an older woman.

"That was a good start," Sujatha murmured, stroking my hair.

"Start?" I said, delighted and surprised.

Oh, yes, that's just lesson one. You re a fast learner Chris. But there are a lot of cold women in the world. You need to know how to overcome that.

"But---but how?"

Sujatha sat up and took my face in her hands, her eyes blazed deeply into mine, "You've got the potential to become a real hard fucker. I might not get all the benefit of that. But a lot of women in this world are going to be eternally grateful"

I doubt if even she realized how prophetic her words would be over the following years.

So from being a know nothing boy, in just two hours I'd begun to find the first confidence in matters of sex and my own body. Begun to know about the needs of women. More lessons? Yes, so much more to learn. Sujatha would be my eager tutor and I would also hear her own story of how she discovered her own sexuality. A little later she and her hubby moved to the Gulf in search of greener pastures and even today I can picturise the flame in her eyes as she came the first time from then on there was no stopping and no looking back there’s so much to tell, but you need to ask for them at seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

Chris

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The Forbidden Fruit

A JJ Submission;


Welcome to JJ’s erotic world, it was said not to eat the fruit but Eve crossed the line and went on to eat the same also she made Adam eat the same. Like when something is forbidden naturally our mind is all out to do the forbidden at lest for heck of it. Likewise here Maya knows it’s not right to have a ball with her brother in law but for her she carves for the pleasure unleashed by the throbbing 7 inches prick and knowing incest was a sin, she commits yet another sin by crossing the line and cheats her own husband. All this is done only for the pleasure her brother in law gave her the last time he screwed her and its been a year since then he came back to Chennai and he made sure she visited the hotel room where he planned to bed her.

Maya made her husband believe that she went to work but eventually headed straight down on ECR to reach Fishcove where her brother in law was waiting for Maya in his cottage. There’s a thrill when you cross the line and that’s what Maya was precisely doing, but why she has to cheat her husband also her own sister. What was it that her brother in law going to give her? What was so good about him that she never got from her husband to whom she’s married for 9 years now? Is it so worth to share the bed with him? The answer to all these questions lies in the narration below.

She arrives at the cottage dressed in a 3/4th pants and loose casual shirt and a long overcoat, nervous and excited all at the same time. She can't wait to see him. Will he still like her? Has she gained weight since he's seen her? Does he care how she looks on the out side? She turns the car off, takes a deep breath, and opens the door to her car and starts to walk towards the designated cottage. She pauses before knocking and takes another breath of cold air. She can't believe it's been a year since he's touched her with those hands. She closes her eyes and tries to remember the last time they were together, remembering it was the last night she was in Trident Hotel on the way to Chennai airport. She said her good-byes, as did he. She wished she could have traveled with him.

Something behind her snaps and she opens her eyes to realize she'd been standing there for quite a while, with her hand rested against the door. She slowly knocked on the door and waited. She heard a voice from inside yelling "Just a second! I'm on my way." A few second later, the door comes open and he's looking face to face at her.

She can't believe how gorgeous he looks. Like a picture on a magazine cover. His eyes gaze into hers and she can't find the words to say anything except for hello. He smiles with his wide, beautiful smile, and then takes her into his arms, hugging her tight. She hugs him back and smiles as she breathes in the smell of his colon. He stops hugging her, smiles once again and motions for her to come inside so that he can close the door. Once she's in, she starts to take off her coat. She turns around and faces him with her coat half off, and he pushes her up against the wall, kissing her passionately.

She's breathless. She can't breath at all. She starts to kiss him back as he runs his hands down her thighs, back up over her chest, and on her neck. He puts his hand behind her head and pulls her closer to him, taking in all of her that he could. She kisses him back, running her hands over his stomach, and then to the tops of his pants. He lets go of the back of her head, stops kissing her and takes her hands in his.

She smiles at him softly and asked why he stopped. All he could do was smile at her. He leads her into the bedroom and lays her on the bed. He kisses down her neck as he softly unbuttons her shirt. Sliding his hands in on her breast, she lets out a light moan. He asks what’s wrong, and she replies that his hands were cold. She offers to warm them up for him. She takes his hand and slides one of his fingers into her mouth. She slowly wraps her tongue around it, sliding it back out of her mouth.

He looks down at her with an open mouth and a stunned look. She slides another finger into her mouth, then another until all of his five fingers have been warmed by her tongue and mouth. He smiles down at her, then takes his hand and places it back in her shit and on her breast. She smiles widely. His hand feels so good on her body. As he fondles one of her breasts with one hand, he slowly uses the other to unbutton her pants. He smiles down at her and asks what color of panties she has on. She smiles big and then replies with, what panties? He slowly pushes his hand down until he can feel the wetness of her now drenched pussy. Realizing that he must be doing something right, he continues to massage her breast and gently pet her pussy.

She reaches up and kisses him, lightly biting his lip, and then letting go of it just as soft. He grabs her shirt and almost rips it off of her, exposing the top half of her body. He now wears a huge grin on his face and she asks why, he just smiles and suggests that she's beautiful with nothing on her. She blushes, smiles, then starts to slip off her pants. She removes her pants, crawls over to where he's sitting on the bed and kisses him passionately. She knocks him back on the bed where she crawls on top of him, straddling him hard against the bed.

She could feel his hard cock through his pants against her now aching pussy. She wanted nothing but to feel him inside her right then and there. She ran her tongue down his neck and up the other side. She can feel his eyes roll back in his head so she does it again. She smiles, stops and looks up at him. He now has the biggest grin on his face. He grabs the back of her head and brings her close to his face, he whispers into her ear, then licks it. She laughs and slides down to his crotch, unbuttons his pants, and slides down his jeans and under garment. She gazes down at his now over enlarged, hard as a rock cock.

She takes it in her hand and lightly starts to stroke it with her hand as she continues to lick his neck. She kisses his lips and takes her hand away from his cock. He gets this confused look to his face, wondering why she stopped. She places a finger to his lips and shushes him. Then she slowly moves down to his crotch and places the tip of his hard cock in her mouth. She licks it with her tongue and then slides it out again. She looks up at him to see a huge smile on his face as he nods as if to tell her to continue. She then slides her lips over his cock again, sliding it all the way down until the whole thing is in her mouth. She then slides her tongue over and down it, then slides it back out, sucking lightly. She continues to do this, over and over again, watching his face as she does so.

He starts to breath deeper as she increases her speed. She starts to go even faster as he starts to moan. He tells her how good it feels and for her not to stop. She goes a bit faster, flipping her tongue around his cock as much as possible. She can feel his dick start to pulse, she speeds up more, and listening to his breathing and to the sounds he was making from her sucking him off.

She starts to suck a bit harder and she goes a bit faster as he lets out a huge moan. She wraps her hand around the bottom part of his cock, just leaving the top in her mouth. She starts moving fast and faster until she can't even take it anymore. He yells out he's cumming, and she stops moving and swallows all of the warm cum that came from his once enlarged cock.

She smiles up at him and laughs. So how was that for a hello? When just saying hello was so good I would leave it to your imagination of how they might have gone through till about 6 in the evening. She was reluctant to go away from him but at the back of her head she remember her hubby would be waiting for her to arrive from work and prepare dinner for him. To be continued on readers demand…………..send in your comments to seekcompany@gmail.com

Your Lovingly

JJ

The Toxic Goddess

A JJ Submission

Author’s Note: Dear All, this is a soft but wild erotic happening between a married couple, in case you are looking for a whaam bhaam thank you Mam. This one is not for you.

Hello and welcome back to JJ’s world of quality erotic literature, taking a deviation from the mature sex series let’s do a crash down to earth and see what can happen if you just keenly look at your wife. Married to a women for 15 + years has been a mystery to the western world and for people living in India it’s always been green to look at the western culture. In the below submission I have tried my best to make the readers realize what they are missing by looking outward and forgetting what’s at hand. So for a change let me describe a wild love making session by a Indian couple & I believe after going through the below submission there would be a voice inside your saying “ look at your wife & realize how much you have neglected her by drooling over your co-worker, secretary, boss’s wife etc etc……..

He sat on the sofa, sipping scotch on the rocks gifted by a friend who had recently completed his project at the US and returned to India, becoming more frustrated by second. The star-studded Indian cricket team. Just minutes away from disgracefully loosing down by 7 wickets, with less than a over remaining needed 15 runs. They had been playing well in the first two one day international games of this Sony Cup series, but tonight they had only showed up, a little spark in the blowing 1st and giving away 276 runs from 50 over but that was it.

His wife padded down the hall towards the living room, dressed in jeans and one of his old shirts, and smile. "How's the Indian team doing'?" She asked.

"Crap," he said with disgust.

"There's always a chance dear." She continued on into the kitchen to complete her daily ritual, the dishes.

He sat continuing to watch the game wind down, 1 over left and nothing on the earth will prevent Australia winning this crucial match, he heard water running in the kitchen, and came to the realization that India were done. The kids were at their aunt’s place, They had the house to them selves. This thought had not escaped him, and he began to think of his beautiful wife. Snapping the remote up, he shut off the TV where India was only minutes away from defeat.

As his wife ran the water, adding some dish soap made the water bubble and froth, and she slowly started adding the dishes. She could feel the scalding warmth travel up her arms and through her chest, making her nipples hard.

As he sat pondering another year without The Cup, he heard dishes clinking as they were being put into the sink. Rising to his feet, he strode to the kitchen doorway, and leaned against the frame. She had not heard him come to the doorway. He watched her, putting the dishes, in the sink slowly, almost gracefully. He had always liked the way she moved. Although she had no training in ballet, he had thought that she would have been good at it. She had a naturally athletic build; it had grown thicker and bearing two children, over the years, was still able to turn heads wherever she went. Her breasts had not suffered through the years of breast-feeding; in all honesty they had become more full. All in all, he felt, he was the luckiest man alive to have a wife that he truly loved, and was loving more and more as each year passed.

"Need a hand Sexy?" he questioned.

"No thanks.” she said smiling "I'm almost done may be a couple of minutes. How'd they do, or should I ask?"

”I've almost given up on those 11 jokers"

"There's always next year honey." Her voice filled with genuine concern. She had a thought that maybe later she would give him a good blowjob to cheer him up from a regular India loosing. She had always loved him, and would do anything to please him, so a 'cheer-up-blow-job’ sounded just like what he'd needed. In the 14 years they were together she was never more in love with him than now. She had called them soul mates since they met, he laughed at that, but she knew it was true. He was always saying 'I love you' to her and getting her little gifts, for no reason but lacked on satisfying her sexual needs a good reason for the other side being green. On the reverse she felt as loved as anyone could, thinking her husband was devoted to her and her alone.

As he stood there gazing upon her beauty, he found himself becoming excited. He had always been amazed that he could get hard just looking at her. He slowly walked up behind her, and wrapped one arm around her waist and one around her chest just below her collar bone. He kissed her neck, softly just below her ear.

"Mmm, you smell delicious" he said quietly. "And you feel so good"

Goose bumps ran across her body, making her nipples tingle and her stomach do flip-flops. The tingle slowly became an ache deep in her loins.

"You sure, you don't want help Baby" saying the words quietly, letting his breath, be felt on her neck.

She began to melt.

" You know how turned on you make me when you talk all low and soft."

He quickly spun her around, grabbed her, under her arms and lifted her up on the sink.

" Hey I got dishes to do" she said in mock protest.

"Dishes can wait, I can't, and neither can you!" he commanded.

She squealed in delight.

He grasped the collar of his shirt, she wore, "I'll do the dishes, you can sew these buttons back on." With that, he sharply snapped his hands apart, popping all the buttons off, in one motion.

The cool air, of the room, hit her bare breasts. It didn't matter, her nipples were already hard, and sensation of him being so forceful, made them more so. Goose flesh now rose across her entire body, making her skin sensitive to every touch he made.

"Hmmmm," she groaned, "If you don't stop you'll.., ahhh, Babe! That feels so nice." His hands glided up from her hips to her breasts, cupping them and slowly teasing the nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

He could feel her quivering under his touch, her breath starting draw deeper and more quickly now, leaning forward her kissed her mouth. His tongue swirling in her mouth, doing mock battle with hers'. As he kissed her, he began to trail down her chin to her neck, and down to her nipples. They had become hard and filled with blood, making them bright, and rosy. He gently drew them into his mouth, and teased them with his tongue.

She began to coo, as he sucked and nibble her nipples. That feeling sent signals through her body, making her heart rate increase, her breathing deeper, and making her wet. She could feel the slipperiness between her pussy lips building, and that in turn made her even wetter. Sitting on the edge on the sink while her husband ravaged her, made her begin to squirm. Rocking from one cheek to the other, tilting her hips back to front. Almost as if she was dancing. Suddenly his hands left her breasts and slide down to the waistband of her jeans. Fingers twisted open the front button, and unzipped them. Bracing her hands on the edge of the sink, she lifted her self up, as he slid them off.

He let the jeans fall to the floor. Now he could smell her excitement, it was pure intoxication. Blood rushed to his semi-hard cock, engorging it further. Hormones pushed him on. His hands slipped along her panties, and he hooked his thumbs in the waistband and slowly slid them off. As he did he could see the moisture of her sex cling to the cotton bottom panel in the panty and her pussy lips. He became even more excited and aroused at this sight. Standing back up, he began kissing her mouth once more.

Her pulse pounded harder when he began kissing again. She reached down with both hands and started to undo his pants now. Her hands knew exactly, where to reach and what to do. Her hand felt his penis, hard and throbbing inside his jeans. This made her move more quickly and with more determination, to release him from his clothes. Slide her hands inside his briefs found what she sought; grasping the shaft, she slid her hands up the 7-inch length & 4-inch girth to its head. She felt the slippery wetness oozing from the tip, causing her to become even wetter.

The sensation of her hands on his organ encouraged him on, kissing his way down her neck, past her breasts and down to her pussy. As he did she released his cock and leaned back slightly to allow better access to her now dripping cunt. His nose led him, the smell of her juices made him feel a little drunk with lust. The concoction of sweet smells forced him to inhale her deeply into his nose. His excitement grew and so did his urgency. He began slowly and gently licking her outer lips, finally tasting what he sought.

She moaned softly as she felt his tongue on her lips. A small fire started to burn in her clit as he did. The sensations began to build and she could feel her orgasm grow quickly. She had been waiting for this all day. From the time she got up in the morning she would daydream about him licking her pussy. He was just so damn good. The way his tongue would slide over all the right spots, with just the right speed, and pressure. After 14 years, he knew all the right spots, and all the right moves. She began to feel the first signs of her impending orgasm. That first little wave, deep in the pit of her stomach. She began to relax and let it build within her. Her pussy started to contract, the familiar throbbing that she knew, would bring her pleasure very soon. Suddenly she felt fingers push inside her sopping pussy, feeling them curl up and stroke her g-spot. The sensations overwhelmed her as the waves of intense pleasure came over her. Her orgasm grew, and grew, like a shoreline, during a tsunami, crashing over, and over again. Her breath was ragged and came in quick gasps, between squeals of delight. She clamped her thighs around his head and pulled it in tight as she continued cumming. " Fuck, fuck, my god, mmmm, don't stop Babe," she screeched.

His face was pressed hard into her pussy, her hips bucking against his face. Her juices ran out over his tongue and he lapped them up. The feeling of her contractions began to subside, and her thighs began to relax. He slow removed his fingers from her pussy, and brought them to his mouth and suck them clean. He loved making her cum and enjoyed everything about it. The way she moved and tasted. He was so excited he was close to cumming off himself. As he stood to kiss her, he stopped and looked at the expression on her face. She was totally satisfied and in that post- orgasm stupor. Her chest was flushed and heaving. He leaned in and kissed her, she started kissing back like a starving woman, licking her sent off his lips.

His wife had gabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him in tight, kissing him, loving him, holding him, and never wanting that moment to end. His arms wrapped around her and they hugged. She always felt so secure when he held her, like nothing could ever harm her. Breaking the hug she pushed him back and hopped down from the sink, "You are going to get it so good my dear hubby." She walked him backwards to a chair, and pushed him to his seat. Dropping to her knees, she wasted no time, reaching for his cock. Using both hands she stroked twice before leaning and engulfing it, in her mouth.

He watched her, slide her mouth over his ridged member, as it disappeared down her throat. The warmth and wetness overwhelmed his cock. Her tongue sliding Independently of her mouth, sliding up and down the shaft. Hands gently massaging his balls. He placed one hand softly on the back of her head. Not that she needed the encouragement, she knew what to do, but he had always put his hand there. Her head began to bob up and down faster and faster. He felt the usual signals that told him he was going to cum.

She had felt a twitch in his cock as her mouth engulfed him. She knew what was coming and she stopped abruptly. Quickly standing up she straddled him, and guided his cock into her hot pussy. Slowly lowering her body down on him, impaling her cunt, sliding down on the perfect cock, his cock.

They both groaned at the same time. She was looking down at him from her seat upon him. Looking deeply into each other’s eyes, saying with their eyes, unspoken,' I love you'. Rocking up and down and back and forth, they rode towards their goal. His hands on her hips. Her arms over his shoulders and around his neck.

Almost simultaneously, those familiar sensations began rising in them both. The onset of orgasm began to swell, deep inside their bellies. Kissing and breathing deeply, they knew each was getting close. Each was hold on a little tighter, pushing a little deeper. She began to cum a bit sooner than him, her vaginal muscles starting to clamp tighter around his cock, this in turn, started his orgasm to begin. She ground harder as she was cumming, which sent his seed deep into her wet, hot pussy.

He panted as his dick softly twitched inside her, her final contractions subsiding as well.

They held each other for 10 minutes not saying a word, for none was needed at this moment. As his cock shrank and slipped out of her, they kissed again, "I love you" they spoke. It was very common this synchronicity between them. They padded up stairs to a long nights sleep.

Early in the morning, he rose out of bed, careful not to disturb his sleeping beauty. He decided to run out and get some breakfast for them both. Throwing on some clothes he headed out to the hotel nearby. He saw the paper as he headed to the entrance of the store. He blinked at the head lines in “The Hindu”! saying "India Won the Sony Cup of the three match one day game against the mighty Aussies" blared at him. He grabbed a copy. Flipping it open to the sports section he read.

"Anyone that turned out the TV early missed the most incredible come back in Sony Cup best of three matches. With one ball left, the Turbinator hit 3 successive sixes and created a record of any batsman in the last three balls to win the game. And rightly so he was named as the “Man of the Match”

Our hero thought for a moment and smiled. He didn't miss anything, not a single thing & his mind raced to last night great lovemaking. Rightly so he was ashamed of himself for neglecting his wonderful wife all these days and committing great sin by thinking of another man’s wife in the form of co-worker, secretary, boss’s wife not even sparing the housekeeping ladies etc etc……..Shame on you he heard a voice say in his head and he nodded his head in approval of the saying “A wife is a wife is a wife” the edges of his lips covered into a thin smile.


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Yours Lovingly

JJ