Cupid Pierced My Heart

I am Karthik, 5 ft 11 inches tall with a good physique. I am basically a sportsman with adorable character.

I am young ( of course) and just like every young guy, I too have a sex fantasy.

This story is about me and my neighbor aunty Rita.She is a housewife and has age around 35. She is fair and has a good figure or more than that. I am sorry I don’t know about the sizes. Because I had never slept with any woman before, I never asked about the size to any woman.

I use to learn mathematics from her daughter when I was in school. She (aunty) is a shy woman and never speaks much to strangers. I have even noticed that when people from outside come to her home she doesn’t come to the hall and just stays inside.

Days passed and one day our families (mine and hers) were invited to a marriage reception.

Unfortunately, she had to stay at her home for some more time and so was alone at her home. Her husband and her daughter had already left for the reception. She was supposed to come with us. My mother told me to check whether the aunty was ready. So I went to check and what I saw was quite a mesmerizing view!

The door was open and I went in without knocking, entered the hall and seeing her not there, went to her bedroom.

To my luck, she was fully nude at that instant and was going to wear clothes after taking a bath. Believe me guys, she was such a beauty and that was really a wow moment!

Fortunately, she didn’t see me watching her body and by the time she figured out the whole thing, it was too late. She had eye contact with me suddenly and she picked up her saree and covered herself and said, “Go, I will come.”

She was totally ashamed and me too.

I thought the next thing gonna happen is to getting a hard slap from her (maybe). I went home and said mom she was still not ready and told to give her 15 min.

I went to my room, started to recall everything and I drew a picture in mind of what I saw back there. An electric current passed through my body.

After that, we went to the reception. Lekin bhai ek baar bhi unko nazar utake nhi dekha fatkeh 25 hogayi thi meri.

We came back to home and then everything was quiet normal.She was silent about that topic sticking to her maturity.

A year passed, I went college after completing my higher secondary.

My second chance – really interesting.

I came back to home after my semester exams. I had the same feeling even though I was now bit grown up. I started fascinating about her and use to masturbate thinking fantasizing her.

The very next day when I reached home, I walked past her house and on the way, I heard music (some romantic bengali song I guess from) her room.

I knew a hole where I can have the view of her room. I discovered it during my school days while going to the maths class.

She was all alone and nobody else was there in her house.Guys, she was dancing solo, swinging her hip here and there. She used the floor very well for her movements.

That was hilarious but I wasn’t interested in her dance. I watched the movement of her boobs. It was a strange dance in the saree.

Soon after I left the place, I kept thinking what I saw out there was quite different. She was a shy woman but yeah she too had a romantic side. She liked loneliness and wanted to be a free bird when no one was around.

I said to myself, utilize the opportunity and make a move.

Next day, she was again left alone. I don’t know why her husband always leave such gorgeous lady alone at home.Stupid!

I figured that she needed love, care, and some fun.

I was out to meet my friends. While I was out, she asked my mom about me. Like, where is he? He didn’t meet me since he came? When did he come blah blah..

Around 5:30 or 6:00 pm, I returned home and had a bath.

My mom informed me that Rita aunty was asking about me. She then lectured me about keeping good relations with the neighbors and going to meet them whenever I am back at home.

Mmmm ab hui na baat.

I had the same situation. Remember the song? Yes! Readers. That’s the one.

So I went to meet her. The door was locked and so I knocked the door.

She suddenly turned off the music and opened the door.She smiled and welcomed me and started chit chatting and was asking college life etc. Then she offered me coffee. I said, “Sure, I would love to have one, please”.

She went to the kitchen to prepare coffee. I went to the kitchen and started making some romantic conversations to her in the kitchen about her looks and smile.

I even mentioned that her dimple on her right cheek looks beautiful.She pinched me shyly and smiled. I liked it.

While sipping the coffee, I asked her about the song and what music it was. She said that it was her favorite song from old romantic times and I won’t understand.

I said, no I like old songs too.

She then gave me a strange look and said, you liar!

I asked her to play and dance for me but she refused at the first time but then agreed as she had a nice relation with me since my teenage (we use spend times together helping her to chop vegetables and bringing her different flowers and all).

I stood up, raised my head, put my hand forward asking her permission to dance with me.

She with a mixture of shy, fear, and nervous smile looked at me and held my hand.I pushed her closer to my chest and started to move romantically along with the flow of the music.

Little by little, I was seducing her. First I moved my hands to her hip slowly and gently and in the next few seconds, to her buttocks. She let a small hiss near my ears.

I realized she was starting to feel the heat and was enjoying it. We kept dancing and I decided to be bold and moved to her neck and kissed her so passionately.

She hugged me tight and she looked at my eyes like an innocent baby. She made an indirect gesture with her eyes saying, “Love me and do whatever you want. I’m yours now”

I kissed her lips meanwhile. That was a long smooch.

I started unhooking her blouse buttons slowly. I was getting high and high! I took her to the bed and pressed her soft white breasts.

I played with her pink nipples and she was enjoying it. I undressed her and placed my finger towards her wet pussy.It was clean shaved and light pink in color. It resembled the pussies I use to watch on porn videos.

I was about to put my finger into her love hole but she was so shy that she didn’t let me. But after a little struggle, I made it to her inner pussy. She was wet inside. I rubbed her pussy took very good care of her clit and vaginal lips.

I licked them very gently, used my tongue deeply so that she could achieve an orgasm.She had such a beautiful love hole.

I was fondling her boobs with one hand and other was fingering her pussy so passionately. She was moaning, “Yeahh ahhhhh mmmhhh hhhhh”

I moved up. She held my erect penis with her soft hands and kept swaying.

She then gave me a superb blowjob that was the first one I ever had. I kept stroking her mouth and she gave me handjob after that. Oh man! She was doing it so perfectly. I smiled and remembered the flashback of when she used to be a shy, homely woman and this felt like a dream.

I licked her all over.

She asked me to put it in her pussy.

I couldn’t wait anymore either

I put my dick inside her and she moaned. I kept fucking her pussy. I moved to doggy style from missionary and then to position 69. I fucked her juicy pussy for 12-15 minutes.

I was about to cum and she asked me cum inside her pussy as she wanted to feel it. So I cummed inside her after a couple of minutes.

The I laid beside her but kept kissing her. She held my hand and said, “You are so good in this. I felt really great and this is my best sex ever. You have really good knowledge about how to fulfill a woman’s desire.”

She told me to keep this between us forever.

I then confessed about the nude view incident before the reception party that day. She just smiled and said its ok.

She said her husband and daughter was about to come home and so I should leave now as she had to take a shower and get fresh.

I hugged and kissed her and said, “This was my first sex and it was so special and wonderful!”

She was surprised and shocked to hear that. Then I left from there.

So readers, if you found my story and narrating style different and good, or if you have found some errors please inform me so that I can correct it in my next stories. And tell me what you expect in a sex story – truth or fake words. The incident I narrated was real.

Depending upon your kind response I will write another one or stop it from here.

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