Let me begin by introducing myself. I am Laboni, a 40-year-old single mother with two children. My spouse and I divorced two years ago. Since then, I've been raising my daughter, who is in fifth grade, on my own.
Because my residence was around 15 to 20 minutes away from school, I used to drop her off and pick her up every day. I used to see a man around 55 years old every day when I went to school to drop off and pick up my daughter (which I came to know later). We used to meet each other at school every now and then.
We began to exchange smiles after a while, but we never talked to each other. His grandson was a year older than my daughter, as I later discovered. He was always well-built and well-dressed. I'd noticed him staring at me several times.When I glanced at him, he would swiftly shift his gaze away from me. Even I began to glance at him now and then. We even started looking into one other's eyes as time went on. But I've never had the courage to approach him. He sat next to me once during the school's annual day function.When his hand accidentally came into contact with mine, I immediately withdrew. Later, while it was dark and the program was on, our hands repeatedly touched each other during the function. I enjoyed how he touched me. I honestly had no idea what I was doing. But I felt horny when I indulged in such things because I had been away from males for a long time. My daughter and her classmates once went on a field trip. We were also meant to pick them up from school around 5:30 to 6 p.m. I arrived at school and waited for my daughter.
Someone unexpectedly approached me from behind. I saw this dude when I turned around. "I suppose the bus is going to be a little late since there is a traffic block on the way back," he added with a smile. I didn't say anything as I stared at him. "Are you going back home or staying here?" he inquired.
I gave him a look and said I'd wait here because my house was a little out of the way. "If you wish, you can come home," he replied, looking into my eyes. My house is only a short distance away. "Are you going to stand here for a while?" "It's OK," I said. "I'll stay here and wait."
"Come on, madam," he urged. The school is also closed, and it will take at least 1.5 to 2 hours for them to arrive." He was literately imploring as I glanced at him. I denied it two or three times, but he persisted. Then I couldn't say no to him any longer.
He urged me to park my scooter next to the school's compound wall and get into his automobile. While on his way, he approached the watchman and told him that when the bus arrives, he should call and alert him. The watchman nodded his head instantly. He handed him a 50-rupee note, which the watchman gratefully accepted. We made our way to the automobile. He ushered me inside and sat me down right away. I sat down, anxious to say the least. I had no idea what I was up to. But, because he was a familiar face to me. This gentleman's move, I reminded myself, was only out of courtesy. During our journey, we didn't say anything. We were at our location in a matter of minutes. The residence was a large bungalow, and the gate was instantly opened when the horn was heard. We made a beeline for the portico. He stepped down and flung open the door for me. I slid down the stairs with trepidation.
He told me to unwind and feel at ease. The house felt like a mansion when I walked in. My home is a three-bedroom flat with rooms that resembled a pigeon's nest. The sight of his residence astounded me much. His son and daughter-in-law, he added, lived in the United kingdom. They were involved in an accident four years ago, and both of them died. His grandson has been staying with him since then. I felt terrible for him. When we got inside, he forced me to sit on the sofa. He summoned his maid and instructed her to go to the market, as well as providing her with some cash. While I was leaving, the maid was staring at me, which made me feel terrible. I fixed my gaze on him. "Shall we go to my room?" he asked as I was about to say something. "These workers are right here." I didn't say anything as I stared at him. Without saying anything, I got up and followed him.
He led me to his room, which was about the same size as his living room. In the center of the room stood a large bed. The room was completely equipped, and not a single square foot of it was visible. A large flat led was hung on the wall. When I entered the room, he shut the door and closed the door behind me. I was trembling with fear, but I couldn't express it since I didn't know what was going to happen. He motioned for me to take a seat on a couch next to the bed. He approached a cabinet and opened it. He invited me to join him for a drink. I wanted to say no when I saw him, but I claimed I only drink Magic Moments.
He grinned and poured a tumbler of Magic Moments. With some tonic water, he gave it to me. I promptly took it in and gulped it down before he could grab his drink. I set the glass on the side table. He looked at me and whispered, "Relax," as if to say, "Why are you so worried?" I grinned and replied, "I'm OK."
He approached me and requested if he may take my seat next to me. He sat next to me after I nodded. Fear and anxiety made me tremble. I promise I didn't even bother to listen to him when he started to say something. The only thought that crossed my head was. What will take place next? Then, all of a sudden, I felt his touch on my hand. He was gently stroking the back of my hand. I slowly drew my hand back. 'You don't like it?' he asked, looking at me. I gave him a blank stare and didn't respond. I stood up and walked over to the window. He followed me and took up a position behind me.
He maintained his hands on my shoulder, and I could already see where this was going. My heart was racing as if I were competing in a 100 meter race. I shut my eyes and didn't say anything. He lowered his hands slowly and placed them on my navel. Slowly, he encircled my navel from behind and moved his head to my lower neck, kissing it. His lips were on my bare shoulder at the time. I muttered something and backed away from him. He rushed up behind me and turned me towards him this time. He grabbed my hip and pushed me towards him, and I hugged him hard right away. He hugged me back and began massaging my body from behind. My entire body was tied to his. He was attempting to take a step back and look me in the eyes. But, due to my nervousness, I refused to let him do so. He began to wriggle his navel back and forth after a while. It was precisely compressing the area between my legs. His firm dick was massaging my pussy, which was wrapped in a saree, and I could feel it.
Nonetheless, I could sense his abrasion. I was now extremely horny. And I could feel the heat while he was doing it. I yanked my face away from his shoulder in search of his lips. He took advantage of the situation and promptly lip locked my mouth with his. I, too, reacted to his smooch. He had his hands all over my back. He was squeezing my a$$ and held it in place. Simultaneously, he was thrusting his navel, which was continually stroking my pussy and increasing the heat. He began to kiss my cheeks and suck my neck region after a long smooch. He was running his tongue from the base of my neck to the tip of my chin. I was so absorbed in the task that I even directed him to other portions of the body that required care. I was pressing his head down to go farther down and lick my cleavage as well when he was licking my lower neck region. I suddenly noticed that his movement was completely crushing my saree. With a mischievous smile, I pushed him away. "My outfit is becoming ruined because of you," I remarked, looking at him. So shall I stop it, he said, looking at me. I gave him a friendly smile and added, "No problem, I'll be back."
He drew me back to him, kissed me, and said, "Wait a minute." He got a bathroom towel from the cupboard and handed it to me. "I can't wear this in front of you," I murmured, looking at him. Please find something else for me." "I don't have any ladies dresses, please try to understand," he remarked, looking at me.
I got it and headed to the restroom with that towel. My saree and blouse were removed. I considered wearing the inners, but I figured he'd take them off anyway. As a result, I removed my inner garments as well. I cautiously emerged from the restroom, wrapped in a towel. Meanwhile, he had stripped down to his underwear and was completely naked. Even at this age, he appeared to be in good shape, with a small belly, broad shoulders, and strong biceps. As soon as he noticed me exiting the restroom, he moved closer to me. We began kissing each other. This time it was a lot more intense. He was sucking all of my saliva from my mouth as our tongues explored each other's mouths. Slowly, his hands began to feel my boobs while kissing me, and he was massaging my boobs with my towel on. He carefully removed my towel and began pressing my boobs. I gently pressed my palm against his head and drew my left boob towards him. He realized what I was saying and opened his mouth to suck my boob. I was giddy with delight. It had been a long time since I had been in a relationship with a man.
During the last several months, when I wasn't getting along with my spouse, a number of my coworkers expressed an interest in becoming friends with me. I, on the other hand, never allowed anyone close me. But this was now my requirement because I adored this man. Our connection was so good that we got so close without even speaking to each other. Now he began to demonstrate men's abilities. He put his hands between my legs and began to feel around for my vagina. Which was already dripping wet and waiting for a fully erect penis. Then I realized I hadn't even given his dick a glance. I placed my hand over his shorts as he fingered my pussy. With my hands, I began massaging his manhood. I took the monster out of his shorts by slowly unzipping them. I was taken aback when I saw his cock, which was about 8 inches long and plenty plump for a woman of my rank. I began to rub his dick with my hands, while our mouths continued to devour each other's tongues. I drew back after enough smooching and he forced me to lie down on the bed. And because I knew what was about to happen, I carefully spread my legs. Thankfully, I had only shaved my pussy the day before. When he saw my legs wide open, he thought it was a treat. He buried his head and began licking it like a mad dog.
As he swiped his tongue across my hot pussy, I was giddy with delight. Each of his strokes was pushing me closer to the peak. I kept my hand on my pussy and urged him to stop as I was about to cum. He realized what I was saying and began kissing me. I kissed him and tasted all of my bodily fluids right away. After that, I stepped back and began to touch his penis. "Don't you think it's becoming late?" I asked. He agreed and asked if I wanted to accompany him. Yes, I'd want to, but please complete the task for which you came me here. He grinned and kissed me as he stared at me. I stepped back and stretched out my legs, inviting him to get in. He pressed his shaft on my pussy lips. I was expecting him to come in. He entered the pussy with a single jerk, and I immediately climaxed with a loud moan. He then began to move in and out.
He fucked so expertly and knew all the movements to pleasure a woman. He was swaying from side to side. I was out of breath because I had never been beaten that hard before. He was a typical bull, ramming all of his strength into me. He had his hands on my boobs and his hip on my navel. Inside of me, every movement was full of strength and power. I'd never felt anything like it before. Within 10 minutes of him grabbing my ass and starting to penetrate me deeper, I climaxed for the second time. It was now my turn to demonstrate my ability. I snatched him up with my knees and gripped his head with my hands before smooching him. I began suckling his tongue. Meanwhile, I was squealing with delight as I moved my navel from the bottom up. I was pleading with him to go further. His mouth was entirely engulfed in mine. I had fully opened my mouth. My tongue was slipping in and out of his mouth. He suddenly became energised and began to rub me more vigorously. His legs were expanding, and I could feel the warm fluids ejecting from my pussy in a matter of seconds. He was nibbling my lips and crushing my boobs with his hands.
Finally, his entire fluid had gotten inside of me. For a few minutes, he slammed into me. I could feel his body weight on me after a while. I motioned for him to rise. We both went to the bathroom and had a shower with warm water. Then it was time to get dressed and go to school.
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