My Mom Shikha Need an Oil Massage
01-31-2012, 02:04 PM
My Mom Shikha Need an Oil Massage
I had a crush on my mother, Shikha. I am 26 now but my lust on her started at a very young age. I wanted her and I had a thought of giving even my life to get her. I definitely don't want to rape her or I don't want to give her some sleeping pills and get her in sleep
I wanted this gorgeous women in bed with her full presence and involvement. With all her interest and satisfaction I want her to enjoy what I have for her I want her to know how much I want her, How much love I have on her And how much desire, lust and crush I have on her how much adulation i have and I wanted her to know how much of appreciation I have on her
I want her to distinguish my kind of Attraction I have on her is very different from what the entire south India has got on her.
And that's because, I love her. I love her as a woman. I love her charms and her character. I am the one who saw her in her dark times And in her shadowy times. In her bad moods And I love every moment of them. She is a great lady and a greatest human...
That love I have on her have crossed its limits one day on my youth and I started to have a manly love on her. I started noticing her world.. the magical celluloid one.. even most of the young guys doesn't like any heroines of their age than her the reporters still publish gossip about her with some younger hero's like karthik.
simply to say I am bewildered bewitched and bothered just because of her..
I like her from her head to toe I like her silk sexy long hair her round face, chubby cheeks and her dimpled chin (yeah a fantasy fairy tale lady) And her lovely eyes I love her smile Her luscious buxom and sexiest body
Her big beautiful boobs Buttery or milky in complexion like a molded butter cake At the same time with a size of a konkan coconut. She had a sexy dark and slightly curly hair as a normal malayali women have... I think I don't have to describe her famous waist or hips most of the keralites are well aware of her boobs which are still firm and standing straight trying to pierce thru her jacket and sarees. and her butts are even sexier but these are not simply the reasons this adoration, admiration and didn't start overnight...and I am in a situation cannot openly or forcefully approach her I cannot directly say that I love her or I need her badly on bed because she is my Mother
I feel myself with pride being a son to the most beautiful, gorgeous and utmost sexiest women of the say, entire south India.
Also being a son to a lady like her I have enjoyed many luxuries of life and attention, which i really never liked.
Early from my childhood I am noticing her with great care and love. Not just like others who see her in silver screens. But at home without make ups and casual wears... She is a very very strict one at home. She brought me up without any strains of the celebrity mud. She always behaved very much orthodox at home. she never spoke about her career or the media buzz on her. she seldom took me outside with her to long tours but that would be a strictly family one . she never took me to limelight parties of her industry. she always liked me to grow up as a doctor and get settled in a foreign country with a honorable position. she never let me mixed with her sort of career's or never let her down at home or I never had a chance of getting closer more than what she allowed... But I know she loved me very much Because I am the only one left for her...
Her husband( I hate to refer him my father) as all know, left her in a worst situation. He took most of her money and wealth along with him. He drained her bank balance...she corrupted her name in media.
Many of the people who are close to us until then, thought she is finished. she is in an actual terrible position.
But she soon regained her guts and stamina to fight back and she stood in the field...
all the resistance of her, her attitude to fight back, her good nature, her behavior and of course her charms all made me to start develop a crush on her...
even the fact that she is a mother to me made me disappointed because she is a very strict and conservative particularly just with me, it made me exiting whenever I thought of her sexually.
the mere fact that its a taboo to think like that ignited all my cells and hormones. Just those thoughts steamed me. I felt like having a cocktail whenever I thought of her.
Imagine what would be my position when I see her. think of the situations she comes closer to me and touches me (even its with mere affection). at these times along with the lust and fire i have developed, there is also a sense pride inside me being a .. to her. to this goddess of beauty and charms...
I always like to stay with her and reside along with her but most of my school education is outside home in a hostel.
I am sent to a number one convent in Bang lore. and even if I have to come back she might not be in our madras house. she would have gone to a telugu or Malayalam shooting. she spent most of the time in kerala even we have two bungalows in madras. I don't know why, but she never let me visit or stay in our trivandrum house.
Given all these conditions as I grew up my sexual intentions on her too grew along with me... My crush on her started from an early age of twelve. As my little limbs and hormones began to change my attitude on her also changed as an usual teenager i began staring at her when ever her dress slipped. when ever her pallu slipped a bit or if i could see her side ways.. .her jiggling butts whenever she walked...I would mute the sound virtually that comes from her cute lips and ogle at her sweet sexy lips and its movements. even at hostels and whenever I am alone at home I would watch only movies of hers. her old Malayalam movies her black-and-white Tamil movies. and starting with it till today's release and TV serials, I have watched many of her movies hundreds of times . I always carried with me thousands of her stills around which look sexiest. but as I grew I started fantasizing her. when it touched its limit I started reading inc.. and fantasy stories on the web and books.... I started dreaming about her...
I knew for sure this kind of stories would never happen this way especially between my ... and me. because she is a lady like that. Even if she is a public figure she never is a slutty natured one. She never go for money or opportunities. May be she would have affairs but those would also be genuine ones. She always lived genuine to her partners until they start cheating her and run away. And the affection she had on me is so motherly. She never crossed any limits with me nor did she allow me to cross any of the limits..
So at first I got confused about how to approach her or express my feelings on her. I know if I miss the hit She would throw me out of the house as she did my father.
So when I got a sexual feeling on her I started improving my physique. I started to grow up in the way she wanted me to ... I went to gym regularly and improved my body .it actually helped and kept me fit always. I developed urbane qualities and always stood first on my studies and sports. Even from my early teen I saved what ever she gave me for my expenditure and bought her costly presents. she would be very happy that her son, not like normal children, without asking for more pocket money giving such precious gifts for her. seeing my qualities and cultured manners she had a great opinion and her love towards me doubled and increased constantly....
she often told me to have handsome qualities and behave noble. she told she only liked people with such qualities and standards. "just being a handsome guy doesn't touch me. Be a gentle man. behave gently with ladies. Have English qualities and behave like a cosmopolitan, well educated and mannered boy. I like only men like that. never even attempt a girl harsh", she once mentioned as an advice to a grownup boy and I tried to stick to it in each moment of life.
Slowly when i reached 15 I learnt all the tricks. Seeing all the magazines and sites I learnt adult tricks that would at least please a women. when I am out, I rang her often and asked whether she ate food at the correct time. I enquired frequently about her health and sent presents for all possible occasions, and praise her about her brilliant performance in her shows. Being shining as a brilliant student she never had doubts any more that the media buzz or her career shadow would spoil me.
while at home I attempted to do all the work for her. and showed respect and care at all possible times. I exercised before her eyes with only shorts and nothing on top. I swam whenever she comes to the backyard or backside balcony for an evening breeze showing my well built up physique.. at times she watched TV or DVD's with me I would sit as close as possible to her(remember she acted conservative and strict towards me, stopped kissing me when i was 13, and occasionally hugged me for birthdays. )
So, this is the time her husband started quarreling with her. so when I heard this from my hostel I immediately returned home for her moral support. but only when I reached home I saw things are worse. financially she was almost drained. her career is worse because that man has spoiled her name around media men. she is mentally affected because of all these. many of her close men have left her. but she still remained confident and bold. for my part I consoled her. I said," I am with you and I would be always with you in all your times". "even if there is no money left behind or no opportunities you have got me", I assured her. She smiled at me back, approvingly. But at that night when that man came and shouted at my mother, I got wild. I shouted back at him and asked him to get last. but he asked me to come with him, since all the money is with him. I said "if at all u have millions of rupees that u might give me, still that's not worth a single hair of hers." hearing this that man got angry and shouted at me. he cursed me and started fighting with her again. this time I too got angry and shouted at him. at a point he started to say abusive words about her. this point I lost control and slapped hard on his face. I said" if you say such a word against her I swear I will kill you." he was stunned. Even I am still a 15-year boy I looked twenty year old And stood 5.6-inch height. My hands were rough and my body looked like a Chinese kung-fu stars. He never dared to speak again. Then his voice lowered and talked soothingly to my .... But she declined his proposals and challenged him on the court. he left the home with his heads down.
After he left, for the first time she broke into tears. I slowly touched her forehead and tried to sooth her. she sliced on my shoulders. I carefully and smoothly hugged her. As she was crying I kissed her on her fore head. I said I would be with her forever because I love her that much. and after this we got closer than ever and over relations improved.
but for another two more years until I finish my pre university education I couldn't move close to her. but whenever I come home I would play around with her . once I offered her a massage when she came after shooting and she agreed . I massaged all over her hands first. then I thought she would put her legs on the teapot table and I would massage it before the sofa but she didn't. she said its ok for now and left for bed.
So I waited those two years of my PDC to return from ban galore to madras. when I did return I am exactly 6 feet's high. I had a great physique like tom cruise. all my friends praised me for my cutest smile with a dimple chin like my mother. And due to regular gym and heavy exercising, my muscles and cuts showed me like a Professional weight lifter if I am without clothes. All the hostel mates told I would win a Mr. madras if I ever compete when I came home after my pdc exams and when I am waiting for my medical and Tofel results, I understood there was lot of scope for all my fantasies and plans. I become to stick all time its possible. I never went out when she is home. and I knew I am a grown up guy and have to make better plans that would give best results. one more time I had the same chance of massage. this time she said she was having a head ache and I offered her a massage with axe oil or tiger balm. she immediately agreed. I went behind the sofa and bent towards her. I started slowly on her fore head. this way I had a close look of her face .it was glittering like a gold statue. her sharp curves on her face made my heart burn inside like a volcano's I touched her fore head my body became hotter and immediately I begun to sweat a bit. As I moved my fingers to and fro she relaxed a bit. As I played along on her slowly she closed her eyes... My hands moved along her ears to her neck. As I touched her neck i sensed a shock ran through me And a slight jerk on her side too.. I saw her sexiest face and slowly stared through Her lower neck. Her biiiiig breast raised and lowered as she took a deep breath. I wondered how big it would be inside. I remembered in my child hood it wont be this much bigger in size, but would be more firm. even at this age she had a hard and straight looking boobs. it never slanted a bit. its sharp and when she wears a nightie at night her nipples would point out of it with more pressure. now as she is wearing a sari, its all covered but her extra laaarge curves that thrusted out very much compared to normal women hyped my tension. I slowly ran my fingers into her silky, shiny curly long sexy hair. I touched her head through them. If released her hair behind the sofa. Its very very lengthy and nice. There is a sweet sexy smell coming from it. may be a mix of jasmine and shampoo. but its too seducing. I ran massaging my fingers over her head. Same time I ran my fingers through her entire long hair. it actually is satiny in nature. I felt like having a handful of satin and playing with them. as she have closed her eyes and there are no servant along that time I took a handful of her hair and brushed it in my penis. this is the ever first sexual I had with her. That was a great feeling and i never could forget that in my life. I played like this for a while and fearing that would wake her I moved my hands again to her head and from there very carefully to her neck region again. when I touched it, she moaned a bit. and again closed her eyes seductively. her breath is now steady and i watched her breasts go up and down in a rhythmic manner. I massaged her neck while caressing her ears often. she groaned a bit and said "its wonderful" .I touched her shoulders now. her jacket is a low necked one. her shoulder are milky in complexion. a very light trace of oily too. its too slippery, glistening and lustrous. I had an instant hard on. I moved my hand very very slowly so that I could enjoy every mille- second of what I am experiencing. I have dreamed for years just for a moment like this. even as a boy I have missed being with this miraculous lady. as I caressed her shoulders her faced showed a best __expression of hers the sexiest one, with a lot of sex oozing. she is biting her lower lips, which are wet and hot. and her eyes half open and half closed. I tried to lower my hands on her back but i couldn't, because she have kept her head close to the sofa. I am so afraid to move my hands suddenly to her front and spoil the opportunity. even being perverted inside, I liked to play as a gentle man at least as long as I get her. I stopped a moment and looked deep in her face. she had her full lips bitten and her big eyes half closed and this caused my temperature raised.
I went across the sofa and knelt down in the floor. I touched her legs. she opened her eyes and saw what i was doing.. I raised her legs to the nearby tea-poy and placed it there. I started to hold her leg's fingers. I resumed my massage from there. I slowly and carefully moved my fingers thru her foot. she hissed a bit. and released a "Ha..", which sensed so sexy.. i could sense from her face expressions she too is enjoying every minute of it. even as her sari is spread along her, there is a little bit of space where i could see her bit of legs. so i touched that area and caressed it. and from there i started massaging it. her legs are glazed and glib. very very shiny. while running hands along it, its like touching a well polished granite. slowly while caressing it I moved her sari bit by bit and moved my hands . i never have touched any thing wonderfully like that. I raised until her knees. touching and seeing her bare legs until knees itself was a big thing until now, but slowly this much happened in a pleasant and cool way. i started massaging and looked up at her face. her face glowed like a morning sun. there is a sense of pleasure in her.
i raised from the floor and placed myself on the sofa next to her. i started kneading her fingers and rubbed her hands. I massaged them from her knee to her shoulder. she was more relaxed now. it showed.
she smiled without opening her eyes. "man, you have grown up. i have never had a massage like this one before". while rubbing her left hand, i sensed her pallu is slightly spread. i spread and stretched my fingers while rubbing her hands. it slightly touched her hips. she jerked a bit and hissed again. and as i continued my finger tips also slightly had a friction with her enormous sized breasts. iam flying in the heavens. I sensed the perfume which is more feminine and stimulating. I again stared at her glorious face. my dick felt like it would explode anytime. I moved my face close to her. her wet lips looked inviting and stimulating. her sexy expensive skin is scintillating .its shining as well as smelt good. I am a few inches away from her cheeks when the door bell rang. she opened her eyes and saw me closer. she smiled at me and patted my face. then she slowly aroused and left for the visitors room.
I cursed the producer and director who came to book her. they are talking to her for long and never seem to make a move. that evening she left for a shoot and returned three days back.
but this time she regularly rang me and checked how I am. i too often rang her and told that i missed her very very much. I stole some bra and panty of her and checked with them. her size amazed me. touching just her bra made me exited like hell. I saw the mega sized picture of hers in the wall and instantly my dick is in its most aroused state slowly shook it. then i removed my dress and had a masturbation like a beast thinking of the massage session. many images of hers came in my mind. my passion and urge towards her increased and that increased the pace and momentum of my jack off. and at last I took her panty and forcefully shook it. as I thought of her more the tempo increased but I didn't climax. I thought of undressing her. i thought of having foreplays with her. i thought of having sex with her. I didn't climax. I felt like I had a bath with sweat. I continued jacking off. shake shake shake... atlas I imagined my,, shouting out of joy and esteem i imagined her shouting my name and reaching a climax i felt like her body shook with extreme enjoyment and zest. that minute i found iam going to cum. i too shouted her name aloud and continued with her panties on my dick and watched the TV serial in which she acted with joy. and then I came. I came and I came and I came. loads and loads of my sperms scattered throughout her panties. I didnt wash it. but rather i kept it with her washed clothes.
but when she returned, she was sick and terribly Ill. cancelled all my other appointments, stayed home and took care of her. but I couldn't figure out whether she did wear that sperm strained panty for a day. And when she slowly recovered, my exam results came. i cleared both my medical and tofel in classical ranks. she was so happy and hugged me tight. i took the opportunity as to feel her whole body . i took her in her arms and pressed her against me.
01-31-2012, 02:05 PM
RE: My Mom Shikha Need an Oil Massage
01-31-2012, 02:06 PM
RE: My Mom Shikha Need an Oil Massage
smelt her fresh soap and scent. I smelt her shampoo perfumed hair. I let my hands roam along her long hair. I pressed one hand along her back and other along her worlds - greatest ass cheeks.. i also kissed her on her cheeks. she parted and looked deep in my eyes. she then gave a kiss on my fore head.
then she told me something i never expected. she suggested me to go abroad for my studies as i have cleared my tofel with good ranks.
i told "ammey,i have been apart from you for a long long time.i have been hurt all my childhood and teenage without you. i think i could no longer stay without you"
"what do you mean? I have told you from the childhood that you should study your medicine abroad and become a great doctor.."
"yes ..., but i could study medicine from any local college here", I suggested.
"No honey, this is my wish. Its my dream that you should do medicine from a nice university in UK or US"
"OK ..., if that's your wish i would do as you like my FRCS or MS anywhere there. I know a lot of surgeons and doctors have did specializations outside and did their course here", I argued.
"No my .., that's not my worry.."
"you are an young chap until now, but if you group here the news you here about me would hurt you. the limelight of my career will eventually drag you too inside it and would spoil you. i don't want you inside this profession... I want u to be an highly academic and have a decent profession ..."
Now I understood where she is coming from..
"Mom", I held her hand in an assuring manner" " I feel terribly bad that you didn't understood me all these years.."
"I don't want a money or fame. I don't any of your media bliss.., I don't even care about the publicity or celebrity lights.. its just because of you that I want to be here.. for so many years, even my childhood and teenage have been wasted without you.. you like a goddess to me. I worship you all day and all my thoughts and works are just around you.. I adore you and all my adulation is towards you.. even if I haven't talked with you all things Iam living this life just for you.. but you are thinking that I would do things that you don't wish too...all right if you still want me to go away from you I will do because its your wish"
I talked without looking at her. she kept her hand on my chin and turned towards her..
her eyes are teary. "all right dear. I understand your feelings.. i wont force you to go anywhere.. you stay with me and finish your studies here", she looked deep in my eyes patted my face she hugged me with approval and appreciation. i returned the favor and hugged her in gratitude.." but she immediately with drew and went inside.
But, after this as I just waited for my college to commence and spent all days at home, I started getting close to her.
One day I asked her whether I could help her doing make-up. I asked this not because I am being bored alone at home. I knew with this I could be close to her see her in a very close area, be with her in her room alone, and could see her changing and all. I thought she may disagree... she thought for a while and agreed to my surprise. From that minute I begin as a makeup artist of her and started following her every minute at home. But my .., is smarter than me. she would call me only when she is finished with her bath and dressing. But I took it as a Part-I of the drama. I started with powdering her. with that I had a lot of opportunity to touch her face cheeks and neck. While I came towards the neck I let my hands roam over there more time than needed. I also massaged it from behind standing so close to her. sometimes I let my dick touch her back. it instantly had a hard one.I brushed it briefly as often as I can with my hard on. this caused a great pleasure and excitement within me. and when she turned towards me I intently let some powder drop over her dress. then as an act of courtesy to remove what I have dropped i excused (?) myself and let patted on her saris. I felt her firm, hard large breasts. I even felt the tip of her even hard nipple which felt like an cashew nut that pierced from its fruit. she smilingly said "its ok " and wiped it out herself.
the next thing I did was I asked her whether I could bleach her one day. she looked d at me with surprise whether I could really bleach. I told her that I had done many bleach sessions in college functions and had done make up for my fellow students. "fellow students or fellow girlfriends?" she jokingly asked " you are the one and only girl friend I have till my childhood" I said promisingly. she shook her head in surprise. "how?I mean why? don't you have any girls in your class?" "yes mm, I do have pretty looking girls in all my classes. but no one like you. if I would marry a girl she must really be a girl like you. good character and should have the charms of a goddess"
"hey don't joke or tease this old lady"
"teasing? and you say yourself an old lady" I almost shouted." No mom..,Its not a joke or tease. and I swear you are no an old lady not at all..you are an angel of my life. the goddess of beauty and charms.. don't test my admiration towards you? i would die for a beauty like you"
"ok ok... don't make me carried away with your flattery. you can bleach me tomorrow as you wish.."
"that's not a mere lavish flattery mm, its all a promise on you" as i said with a broken voice she patted me on my face as always and kissed me hard on my cheeks which is unusual.
I took the opportunity of bleaching her face to stick around with her long. because, after a bleach i would ask her to bath wait inside her bath room and if possible can see her coming out and dressing. so that day I planned something. I went to a big sari shop and bought one costly and nice sari for her. I kept it as a surprise..
that night she seemed very happier. so i went and sat along with her she is watching an old movie she have acted. its about an young guy having a crush on her.(she acted as a mother of a grown up girl) the story is a deep romantic one. she is smiling at certain scenes of it. when there is a song sequence I asked her whether i can lay on her lap. she smilingly shook her head yes. I happily laid my head on her lap. as the song was so hot i too become hot. slowly i kept my hands on her feet and caressed it. she curled her tows in pleasure's massaged it and gently rubbed her legs. I felt a great pleasure bursting out of me. i lowered my head and tenderly kissed her on her thigh. when i took my face up again my head touched her head. first it brushed slightly. the pleasure is too much that i cant bear. I kept my head like that for a while. and still moved it back so that it would hit those laaarge tits .it worked. iam at my heaven. I thought of some more exiting thing. so i started a conversation with her. I asked stupid questions to her, but with great interest in my eyes so that she wont figure it out that iam making a move towards her. she answered all of it innocently with a great attention. as too make the conversation alive I turned my head slowly to face her. my head is so close to her enormously large tits while i talked i also noticed her sari is so low hipped showing most of her beautiful stomach and her absolutely sexy deep navel. my lips instantly dried. I released my tongue to wet it. while i did i accidentally touched he bare stomach with my wet lips. she jerked in shock and her body stretched for a minute and again she is in her old state..
my hot breath touched her waist and some tip of my head often brushed her tits.
but as a curse the telephone rang and some one asked for her. she attended the phone and she was in the line for a long time. when she returned, she said she was much tired and was going to bed. i was quite upset but couldnt show it to her. i wished her good night with an disappointed mind thinking that i would gain what I have failed today in tomorrows bleach. If I miss them I know it would be hard for me to catch her again. because I have joined the madras medical college and my classes starts the day after tomorrow.
As expected, the bleach section was great. i took her face neck and shoulders with great care and added lust. I fondled them, nestled them, rubbed them, massaged them with all the lust I had. when i was finished i felt like immediately grab her and fuck her hard. I thought of raping her and tarring her thighs apart but i controlled myself . i washed my self and waited for her to come from the bath. i went to my room and got he sari to give a special gift to her. perhaps I would ask her to wear the sari which she would do on my presence which might lead to a surprise seduction today... i heard the shower down and water stopped. my breath became faster and i could hear my heart beat of excitement .i thought she would come out any moment when I heard her falling down and shouted out of pain... I rushed to the bathroom and banged the door open. i saw her collapsed in the floor in her bath dress . it was partly open and showed most of her legs and her biiiig boobs is about to burst out from it.
I asked her what happened. she said the extra shampoo that have spilled might have slipped her down. I asked her about the pain.. she cried showing a great pain in her face and said there might be a cramp in her hips and legs I bent down and took her in my arms. it was a wonderful feeling to have her in my arms. she weighed much but my extra strong body could afford carrying even much weight than her. I carried her and laid her in the bed. I took some ointment and spread it along her legs. I massaged them with perfection. I have been to massage therapy classes in the yoga section of my school. i skillfully played with her nerves in her legs. they felt wonderfull. this time her dress opened wider and showed her thighs too.. they are wonderfully made with consummation. every inch of her body is sexily made with perfect curves, good feel of touch and the feminine smell that oozes from her body is wonderful.. she smelt like a just blossomed flower. I touched her as a butterfly which is thirsty of her honey. I massaged her thighs. and moved my hand to her hips where she pointed as the pain is much. VOW, THAT FELT GREEAAAT!!!!
I mugged her waist and hips and fondled them. I squeezed and stroked them with great pleasure and at the same time with extra care. at the end of it she needed some sleep and rest. so again with a broken heart I left her.
THE NEXT DAY WAS THE DAY OF MY LIFE. Its actually my college opening day. I could see my mother with the greatest pleasure in her life. But I felt bad that I couldn't achieve my dreams and desires during my holidays . after i dressed up and came out my room ... I saw my mother standing like a goddess statue. she was dressed in beautiful saree.Its a see-through saree well designed and utmost SEXIEST. my face glowed in brightness suddenly. through her saree i could see the entire sketch of her sexy body. i could see all the lines running throughout her. i enjoyed her low necked jacket and low hipped sari. her deep navel is so obvious through it. the skin she is showing out is so smooth and silky.
she is a GODESS, I thought. she came near me and hugged me showing great sense of happiness.. I am greatly pleased and enjoyed each and every moment of that hug. vow its a superb saree, and the smell is perfect. i embraced her back and started massaging it.i kissed slightly her shoulders. she said "come straight from college early today. I have something special for you"
"do i really have to leave for college today?"
"its the first day of the college my son, you must go today"
"all things I have for this evening is just because you have fulfilled my dream and became a medical student. so you must attend the classes today"
some thing lighted up inside me. i released her from my hug . she took my hand on her hands and lowered them. she kissed me hard on my cheeks. i blankly stared at her. she asked "what?" I said "one more" she smilingly took me on her arms and tried to kiss me again. i turned my head fast so the kiss that is planned for my chicks landed on my lips, but slightly. she immediately held back and looked deep in my eyes.
"see you in the evening" is all she said
I was confused because i couldn't get anything from her looks even then, but in the class I dreamed of the first lip kiss i had from her and the instant excitement it had. as it was the first day all the classes are just introductory. i never looked on a boy or girl in the class but imaginally fucked and fucked my mother until the bell rang to announce the end of the day.
I came home with lots and lots of imagination and expectation. I noticed the security man is ascent at the gate. when i came inside the house i felt there is pin drop silence in the house which means no servants not even the manager or make-up women who usually stick with her most of he time.
I went inside my room first and had a nice bath. scented myself and dressed with my best pair of collection.
and i left for her room and knocked it. she said come in.
i went in with a lots of anticipation and excitement. yes. she was there .. the lady of my dreams. the sexiest women i have ever seen, the mother of sexuality. the goddess of femininity... the angel of allurement, artistry and attraction. she was a composure of bloom, charm, class, comeliness, delicacy and elegance.. the women with exact mixture of faire, savoir vivre, social grace, style, tact, urbanity,, panache, sophistication, elegance, finesse, poise, and all noble characters and manners.
what surprised me was she was dressed in the saree I bought it for her the day before as a present. This saree looked more and more sexier than the one she wore that morning... i remembered that I left it there when she said she needed rest. all my feeling vanished except ( celebritysexstories.net ) the urge of her. i needed her so terribly and badly...the saree is so transparent so that i could see her jacket, which in turn is just like her skin. yeah being the sari and jacket are like she is wearing nothing i could see her bare breasts see through. to my utmost excitement she wore nothing inside.. the outline of her breast, the buttery color of it.. every inch is visible. so lowered my eyes to see there is no skirts or panties inside. I could figure out the dark hairy cunt of hers in that powerfully light.
she rose from the chair she was sitting and stepped towards me.
"I am waiting for you" is all she said.
She catched my hands and guided me towards the door. while i followed i gazed the butts that shacked for each of her step. its like a statue walking, and her outline of her ass-cheeks along with a deep hole is very clearly visible. first i was confused of what she is up to. she guided me towards the backyard of our house towards the swim pool. its dark every where and i couldn't see anything first. she guided me towards a chair and went some where for a few minutes later all the lights came up. a very light music came up. there is a superb meal cooked and kept ready. and there is one bottle of original rich French champagne in the table which is supposed to be the costliest drink ever on this earth. i was stunned at all this. Unexpected. I really didn't expect. she silently served me food and she had some with me. i fed some on her mouth and she did the same for me too.. all these while i kept ogling her. When she turned to feed my cups with champagne I noticed her back in the lights so close to my eyes. she had worn a very looowww necked jacket. The blouse is full sleeved, all the way up to her wrist. But the chunk of cloth the blouse maker wasted on the long sleeves was saved by providing only very little amount of cover for her cleavage and back. All half of her buttery fair smooth boobs were visible through it. And at the back, she had only a thin line like a bra has, the rest of the back was exposed. The creamy fair skin at her back and shoulder was enough to make any gentleman to CUM then and there just ogling it. I also noticed the curvy and large ass cheeks with all its lines and the deep hole. her wonder and thunder thighs are making vides all along his body.
after she turned and poured champagne in the glass, she slightly bent down and I ogled her with saliva drooling from my mouth. because her frontal necks of her jackets are soooo lo her buttery and creamy boobs are almost visible along with her great grape like nipples, which is almost pointing and piercing out of the very very see thru, rich blouse material.
after taking champagne it instantly steamed me. i couldn't control and stood up.
she asked "want to dance with me"
I hugged her and told in her ears,
"YES, MY SWEET HEART" i smelled her greatest feminine smell and instantly felt like my balls are going to burst.
"Do you love me?" she asked...
I couldn't answer this. I had thousands of words inside but couldn't say them. I lifted her head first and kissed her on her gently on her lips first and looked deep in her eyes...
"how do I look today..." she slowly turned herself and made a circle showing the whole of her body once more... when she did i held her waist from the back and kissed her on her buttery shoulders I slipped my lips from there to her lower back. my breath became hot..
this time i opened all that I had in my mind and thinking all this while
"you look like a composure of bloom, charm, class, comeliness, delicacy and elegance.. the saree you wear now would definitely look no much better for anyone else than you.
"am i sexy?"
"no need for a question ma, you are the mother of sexuality. the goddess of femininity... the lady of my dreams. you are the sexiest women i have ever seen,.."
she hugged me immediately with pleasure. we started dancing to the light music. I crushed her in my arms. I am sure she would have Delt my 9 inch dick was in fullest hard on.i pressed it along her satin stomach. And lowered myself and adjusted my dick her vaginal area And made a hard thrust so that she would feel what I would have for her. i told her in her ears all the lust and crush I have on her while I showed with my hands on her back all the devotion and admiration i have on her
"you are an angel of allurement, artistry and attraction." i said while i grabbed her ass tight and squeezed them with pleasure.
I told her in her ears the lasciviousness, lechery, lewdness, libido, licentiousness, longing, prurience, prurience, sensuality, thirst, urge, wantonness, and all the long story from my 12 years, how I longed for her in my dreams and the kind of love i have on her inch by inch..
at a stage she couldn't bare herself. She slided her hand all along my dick And sensing its size a VOW escaped her lips she immediately dragged me to her bed room. But I stopped her and carried her in my arms And climbed the stairs to the bed room.
and told she loved me very much and I am the only one who she cared for and longed for. We kissed passionately for a very long time Our tongues explored each other for a long twenty minutes time. I tasted her saliva and got mad at its taste. Her skin, smell and taste everything seemed and felt expensive. Her sari slipped from place. I squeezed her boobs with her blouse on and kissed them And bite them. I squeezed her vaginal area and sensed her cunt hair. I inserted a finger deep into her cunt .she moaned with zeal. I took her again in my arms and placed her in the bed. I kissed her on her navel and let my hands roam and feel All over her stomach.I rotated her back and ran my fingers there. I rubbed everywhere and kissed her there at backside and butts As many times possible.
I then I slowly undressed her. kissed her thousand times while undressing. i kissed her again and again.
when i took off my shirt and pants she was certainly surprised and ate me with her eyes. her lips escaped :"how did i miss you all this time.." i became instantly flat.
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