Hi, this is Rahul; I work with a multinational company. I was traveling for a business trip Delhi to Bangalore I boarded my flight at Terminal 3. Next to me, in the window seat, was an attractive older woman who was maybe in her sixties. I have always found older women attractive. And I enjoy checking out women in their fifties and above especially if they are alone and unaccompanied. I noticed that she had a trim figure, a well-endowed chest; she was dressed entirely in black. I started to work on my tab when I heard her sobbing. So I put my tab down and asked what was wrong.
She said sorry and said she couldn’t help crying.
Then she introduced herself as Sushmita and went on to tell that her husband had just died in Delhi. She was returning after the final rites. I continued to talk, thinking that this might make her feel better, and by the time we began our descent into Bangalore, Sushmita and I were chatting like old friends.
By the time we landed, I was quite heated up. Sushmita and I departed from the plane with the rest of the passengers and moved to the luggage area. She told me she couldn’t bear to spend that first night at home without her husband, so I suggested she get a room in the hotel where I was staying. She thought it was a good idea, and we took a cab there together.
Unfortunately, upon arriving we learned that the hotel was booked up. The clerk called around, but all the hotels in the area were full due to conferences. I offered Sushmita my room and told her I will sleep in the lobby. She thanked me but said she would only accept if I stayed in the room. I insisted that she take the bed, and I offered to sleep on the sofa or floor.
She agreed to go upstairs and said, “We’ll settle the sleeping arrangements later.”
After reaching the room, I offered her use of the bathroom, if she wished to take a bath. She declined so I went for a bath. I came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.
Sushmita was making up the bed for herself on the floor. My cock stiffened at the sight of her in a short nighty, above the knee. Sushmita and I haggled some more over who would sleep where, until I finally convinced her to take the bed. She did so, and I curled up on the floor.
Once under the blanket, I pulled off my towel and tried to get comfortable. I watched Sushmita walk to the bed and turn out the light. The drapes were partially open, and with the light coming into the room, I caught a glimpse of Sushmita as she untied her robe and let it drop to the floor.
I was surprised to see that she too was naked! With wide eyes, I watched her firm ass and legs as she pulled down the blankets.
As she eased herself between the sheets, I got a good look at her full, mature breasts. I drifted off to sleep and was soon having erotic dreams involving the widow sleeping naked only a few feet from me.
During the night, I awoke and went to the bathroom to relieve myself. Still half asleep, I automatically went to the bed and started to pull back the sheets to get in.
I saw Sushmita’s sleeping form on the bed and suddenly remembered that I was to sleep on the floor. I was about to drop the sheets and return to my bed on the floor when Sushmita muttered in her sleep,
“Arun, stop standing there and get into bed. I am feeling cold.”
Arun, as I recalled from our conversation on the plane, was her deceased husband.
Sushmita then reached out, grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the bed. I settled down between the sheets, determined to slip out as soon as she was fully asleep again.
However, Sushmita prevented my escape by rolling into my arms with her head on my chest and one leg wrapped around mine.
I lay there, awake, for some time. With each passing second, my erection grew more insistent as I felt Sushmita’s breasts pressing into my side and chest. Her pussy hair tickled my thigh each time she shifted her position. My dick grew stiff and big that soon touched Sushmita’s hand. I was speechless when her hand slipped off her thigh and went around my cock!
Sushmita began to stroke my aching cock and muttered in a sleepy voice, “I see you brought me a present, Arun. I’ve missed it and boy, do I need it.”
I was convinced that Sushmita was still asleep and thought I was her dead husband Arun. I was debating what to do when she abruptly threw off the covers and rose to her hands and knees. Sushmita raised her left leg, eased it over my hips and leaned forward to give me a passion-filled kiss. I felt her position my cock at the entrance to her pussy as she probed my mouth with her tongue. I noticed that throughout all of this, her eyes were still closed.
After several moments of kissing, the head of my cock began to open her warm pussy lips apart. I watched as her eyes slowly open. Her face was in shock and surprise that said, “You’re not Arun!” But that didn’t seem to change her mind about wanting to get fucked.
She wiggled her hips from side to side, slowly working her way down my, hard dick. I still wasn’t sure if she was really surprised to see me or if this was all just some fantasy she needed to act out, but it couldn’t have mattered less. The grip of Sushmita’s cunt took hold of my tool and sucked it all the way in.
And then nature took over. Sushmita’s hips moved instinctively and with the expertise of a woman who’d been riding cock all her life. My hips automatically began moving with hers. Sushmita’s mouthing of such words as “Yes, yes, it feels so so very good” and she screamed, “That’s it, give me that dick. Give it hard!”
In between her moans, Sushmita told me it had been two years since she’d had sex. Apparently, her husband had been too sick to fuck her for a long time, and she’d been so busy looking after him she didn’t have time to take care of her own sexual needs.
Sushmita’s hips were moving fast and she soon climaxed in a series of orgasms that released two years of pent-up frustration. My cock, waiting for this demanded its own release. “Come inside me, Rahul,” Sushmita said.
“I want to feel your cum.” I was soon dropped my load in her pussy.
Sushmita collapsed into my arms and cried tears of happiness and joy at her sexual release, a few minutes later she was kissing her way down my chest and stomach to my cock.
Sushmita licked up the juices that were still clinging to my cock, and then took me into her mouth. Her moving head soon had me erect and ready for more action. I rolled her over and pushed my cock into her waiting pussy.
My mouth found her breasts, and I sucked her big, erect nipples deep into my mouth. With her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, I rammed my cock deep into her cunt with all my strength. Sushmita came several times, crying out for more as I pumped away. I kept increasing and decreasing the pace of my strokes to maximize her pleasure and to delay my own coming.
When I was close to orgasm again, I pulled out of Sushmita’s cunt and placed my cock between her breasts. Using her breasts I began to pump in and out between them, she, in turn, raised her head and was licking the tip of my cock with each stroke.
Knowing I was on the edge, I released Sushmita’s breasts and placed my cock in her mouth. It only took a couple of in-and-out thrusts for me to pump a load of semen into her hot mouth and down her throat. We finally fell off to sleep. The next morning, I screwed Sushmita in the shower.
We had breakfast at the hotel restaurant and she thanked me for allowing her to stay with her and for the lovely time. I too thanked her and left for my work with memories of her.
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