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……

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