The Sex Poison Pt. 01

Literotic asexstories – The Sex Poison Pt. 01 by joyambro69,joyambro69
Hi this is Joy, the events in this story took place 15 years ago, it has been slightly enhanced to adapt better entertainment and understanding as per recent times. These incidents that will be part of me for a while now, unless I meet someone extra ordinary. For work purpose, I keep traveling, hence in some countries, I might not get access or time to keep updating, you can always email me for connections and future updates. my email id is on my profile. Recently, I came across this platform and hence making use of it. Hope you all enjoy the story, the event is real, however this is purely for fun, so no one was hurt or heart broken at the end.

I was born and brought up in a City, Western part of India. When I was around 18 years old, we moved to an interior town, which is in the southern part of India, we shifted from living in an apartment to an independent house. New place and house took some time to get adjusted. Soon I adapted and things got better, I had enrolled to a nearby college and exploring was part of my lifestyle.

Our next house was one of our relative, they had two the daughters, elder one married and other I fell in love with during my stay. I had been there for about a year now she was elder to me by 5 years. Their father was around 59 years old then, working abroad for most of his life, and mother 52 was a school teacher in Mangalore her name is Seelin. She was taking care of all the house hold works and upbringing of their daughters, husband would visit once in two years.

Now about the girl I fell in love, her name is Liz who was 23 then, she was studying/practicing medicine in Bangalore so our story was mostly long distance started from texting and calls. Video calls where not that good on mobile phones those days. She was fair, chubby, good build, busty figure and had very attractive. Now, as things were moving at its own pace, an incident brings fold a new journey to my life. We often made plans to meet up in Bangalore, however it never worked for one reason or other. We had no much physical relationship

We had a busy life, my college, she with her study/work at the hospital, in the evenings/night time we would get to talk. As she was my first love I had made all the plans of my life with her. I had no two doubts apart from the question that our parents might disagree as she was elder to me. But that was the thing of the future, we carried on with our puppy fun. One night, in our vicinity few men broke into a house and looted the valuable things injuring the people in that house.

This incidents becomes the talk of the town, and all were worried, we had about 5 members in our house but at my girlfriends house, her only mother Seelin would stay. They were terrified and as we knew each other we were part of their discussion, after all discussions it was decided between our families that at night I would be going to sleep in her house whenever she is alone. They had 3 bedroom house, one was given to me, luckily it belonged to my girlfriend. I was on cloud nine, when I came to know that I will be sleeping on her bed. I shifted my blankets and all necessary things during the day in to my new room and was ready for the night.

My room was next to Seelin’s room, it was particularly new place as I hardly visited her. I passed the day somehow and at night after my dinner I went next door to sleep as per plan. I knocked the door, Seelin came to open, I call her Aunty, I greeted her, she greeted me, she was watching TV, we spoke for a while. After like 45 mins she said will go to bed, I could continue with the TV. I said no and went to bed too, as it was time to talk to Liz. Aunt and me went to our respective rooms, life was all OK, until I opened the room door and switched on the light.

Till this moment I had no feeling or liking towards Aunty, she always looked like a simple lady. She was tall, not very chubby and light brown skin. Her face was charming not puffy. Till this date I could only think this much about her. As a teacher she is very particular about her dressing and talking, conservative in her nature while approaching anyone. However, that time, fueled my brain with thoughts that were beyond my imagination about her. I had never seen any women as an attractive figure before. As per my age, I was attracted to girls around, which I guess is the normal way.

As soon as, I entered the room, switched on the lights, on the floor I saw a brown petticoat, it is ideally worn inside a saree till hip length by Indian women. It was just rolled down on the floor as it is. It was left in a circular position. It made me think of the event, that she untied it from her hips and just stepped out of it. I left the light on and gave it some time to imagine how she must have removed it. It must be part of her daily routine as she was alone in the house. It made me think even though it was just piece of cloth, I have seen it countless time. I have even seen others wearing and roaming around in it, never felt attracted. However, this feeling was innocent and armature. It was hard form me to let go for some reason.

Liz called me around that time, so I switched off the lights and went to bed, I was talking to her however my mind and heart were not in the same direction. We spoke for a while and ended the call. I turned towards the floor and kept staring it in the dark. Mixed feelings were hitting me, either like to to touch/feel. That set of feeling were completely unknown, it is very hard for me to put into writing now. I know this was not love or attraction, it was just natural. I slept in no time without doing anything.

When I woke up it was around 7.30 AM, I saw the petticoat was still there, and when I went out, she had left to work. I went home had my breakfast and off to college. I forgot about it later during the day only at night when I returned to her place, it flashed my mind. As I was walking towards Aunt’s house, I started to think about it. When I reached the door, it was open, so I did not had to call her. When I entered the house I greeted her, my feeling her transforming into something I knew not. As if I need something from her even though she had noting to offer. She was sleeping on the couch with TV remote in her hands, I sat behind her on a chair, in a way that she could not see me and I could see her.

I was distracted by her presence now, I began with just starting at her from head to toe, I gazed at her like never before, she had worn a body fitting sleeveless green color nightie (Indian Style Night Gown) it had small white polka dots on them. It wasn’t very tight or loose, but the shape of her body could be seen. She was sleeping on her back, I could see left side and top, I looked at her breasts and felt good, as she was breathing it was gently moving up and down, or it looked then, it was appealing site of view and I left like they were humbling calling me to come and feel them. They were not took big and not small either. By then I did not know about how the size is measured, but she had worn a bra so it was looking firm. Her legs were tall and healthy, her hips were wide, I recollected my sex education class in school looking at her body. I was luring every detail of her body. Now I was getting attracted towards her. She as asking me about the day while her eyes where glued to the TV.

I kept on answering glued to her body, her night gown was up to knee length, I could she light ray of hairs over her legs. As I was feasting on her for the first time, I started to breath heavily. Her daughter, had very large set of breast, hips and ass when compared to the mother. So size is not the point of attraction I guessed.

Aunt’s hairs over the head were thick and curly, compared to her legs, she would grow her hair till shoulder length, always tied or clipped. It was left open that night after bath. Now looking at her I wanted to see her armpit too, however I could not. Above her head I saw at her lips, were thick and looked light chocolaty in color, her upper front teeth were bit towards the outer side, her chin where long making her lips wider than average,there were mild wrinkles on her face with a natural glow.

I wanted to know more about her now than her young daughter, it was just curiousness. Her hip shape drove me crazy, her thighs were beefy without any fats, I could see how her legs went through the night gown. She had a cute tummy as she was resting the night gown made it look more sexy it was not too much but perfect to my view. That women drove me nuts every second even at her age, and I realized age is just a number. I wanted to tell her how attractive she looked, I did not have the guts to say. In no time she woke up and left to her room, as soon I saw her from behind her ass sent an electrifying effect within my body. I completely forgot about Liz. I went to my room to sleep, to my disappointment today nothing was there on floor. It was not a big bulging ass, both the butt cheek were wide and the structure of her tights attracted, it complemented it well to her full body figure. Few steps of her walk made me to fall on the grounds she walked.

This process of me feasting on her in my mind went on for few days, she would sleep on the floor sometimes or couch and I would sit and quench my thirst imaging her. She had become the sole purpose of my life within few days. Mostly, she wore only Indian style outfits, sarees to work. Her blouse worn inside the saree were tight fit to her skin, sometimes her fits were loose and tight, she always applied darker shades of lipsticks. She had decent looking finger and toe nails that were always polished.

This continued for about two months now, I had become the go to person for her life for home related stuffs. She had back pain, so I filled the gap of lifting and buying things for her. I would do most of the outdoor stuff. I never got any hit or an opportunity to think that she is wanting for sex or an extra marital relationship. Even though her husband was always far, I hardly doubt they must be having sex with her at his age. It was next to impossible for me to get her other than, in my imaginations. As day passed by, I had feeling every inch of her body, I have seen her in all her night gowns I even noticed which ones had holes in them.

Liz was getting busy day by day and I was getting lost in her mother’s unopened arms. Now I was doing most of her chores, so I kind of knew where things were and had an extra bunch of their house keys. One evening Aunty told me to get washing detergent and some other things, so next day during noon time I left college and picked up the things she asked for and came to her home. I opened the house with my keys and headed in.She would come in the evening, I kept my college bag in the hall way and dropped all things on her dinning table, then I though of keeping all things at its place as I knew where most of the things were placed and at last I went to the laundry room, which I had not visited before.

Till then it never strike me, where the dirty petticoats would go, When I walked into that room, my mind started to process what I was seeing and all the treasures that draped her body is left in this golden small room. The site itself pondered my heart beat, quickly I went and locked the main door from inside and came back into her laundry room.

The room was white, with golden color light, old light bulbs in India were mostly that color. There was a washing machine, clothes hanging stacked or hanging from at least last two weeks.

There were two stands on which her used night gown were hanging, her good and bad towels were on it, in her washing machine there were laundry clothes. and there was a string tied from one end of the room to another, All her to be worn clothes were hanging on them. I first held the night gowns and kissed them sniffing it like a dog, I wanted to be the dog of her life. I kissed all the gowns at a time and went on to other, I felt every dress in that room to my face, good or bad.

As soon I opened the washing machine I found my heart beating way faster than ever in my life. I saw her back panty and baige bra along with other dirty outfits. This two were on top. Ideally this would had been a yuk to me, as I never touch anyone worn outfits. Two months of thirst for Seelin, made me forget my own personal hygiene. I took her back panty in my hands for the first time and rubbed the inner side of front area of it with my right hand. I used the same fingers and tucked it inside my denim, rubbing my cock. It had already become hard then ever. I never had this feeling ever, when sexting with Liz, or smooching her.

I unbuttoned my denim, with the weight of my wallet and phone in, it rolled to the floor. With the denim at my feet, boxer had covered my hard cock. I removed my cock out and let boxer slip, I had never seen so many veins pushing out on my foreskin. I have an average 6.5 inch cock, with a very fat red mushroom head. Compared to the length of my cock the head is thick. I had never inserted in any hole then so could not know how it feels. With one hand I held her panty and with its inner side I began to massage my cock head. Rubbing the foreskin front and back with it, the feeling was out of the world. My eyes went to her night gown, I hugged them and rubbed the inner side of the gown on my face.

I removed her bra from inside and without any further thinking I put them on my lips, it had a mixed smell from the other laundry inside. So, her panty were being rubbed on my cock and bra in my mouth I was imaging her sleeping on the floor all these while. In went on till I could feel the rush to shoot my cum, I was afraid of getting caught so i removed her panty over the head and held the shaft and my cock and shoot my cum out, it went as high it could into her laundry room. i could feel the cum pumping out from my cock shaft as I held the panty with all my strength. I came back to the ground, with guilt in my mind and joy in my heart. I put things as it was and left her home.

Night I came back to her house, we spoke she went to bed I went to sleep, I had a plan already for the following day. However, in excitement I couldn’t sleep soon. Thinking about fucking her I slept. Next morning my eyes opened around 7.45 AM, blood rushed into my body, immediately I woke up and went into her laundry room, I took all her used night gowns, I took them into her bedroom, this was the first time that morning in these months I sneaked like a thief. When I opened her bedroom, I could feel her presence it was like she just left in hurry, her bed was not made, I switched on the AC, and dropped her night gown on her bed and went to the laundry room, to pick up her undergarments, it was the same ones that I used yesterday.

I was disappointed, then I wondered doesn’t she change her undergarments daily. I still picked up the back panty and while returning back to her bedroom, I had to crossed her bathroom and her fresh shampoo fragrance was in the air. I quickly opened the bathroom door and to my luck there it was her freshly used removed pink panty and black bra. I threw the black panty back in the washing machine and went to her bathroom. Her bra and panty were left on the stand, the bra was dry, however the panty was wet, looks like she removed the bra and had bath with her panty on, I sniffed her bra and wet panty, today I could smell her sweat and body scent from her bra.

My cock became hard, I took them all into her bedroom and slept over her night gowns and removed my short and pull my hard cock, to be honest, the first time was the hardest. I rubbed her bra cup on my cock this time and saw her size it was 36 D. One of her bra cup that was holding her ball, a while back is now holing my two testicles in it. I rubbed my balls on it while I made love to her panty. Today I wanted to pump my cum into her panty. as it was yet wet and I do not know how it is going to be. I had all day to fix that issue so I kissed her gowns and started to rub her wet pink panty on my cock. I had never pulled my foreskin, below my cock head, I tried with her panty, I was able to pull back more than ever before. However, it pained so I left it, just kept on moving my foreskin up and down.

After pumping for a while, I would feel the blood rush through my balls, and I held the part where the front side of the panty met the back in the middle, on my cock, where were pussy must had been resting, I shoot loads of cum into her panty for the first time. I was stoned now and my hip was shivering. Reality struck me and I was feeling good and satisfied this time. I put everything back into its place and let the cum dry in the wet panty. I left to her house and later back to check her panty, nothing was visible. It had become a bit stiff in the center where I cummed, that much is okay and I left her house.

Next few weeks I made love to her every garment I sucked every bra cup and rubbed all her panties on my cock, she mostly had plain panties and bra. Sometimes the panty were dry, I was not lucky to find anything in them all these while, I wanted to smell her urine or something not felt before, but it never happened. Now, love was in the air with her outfits, I loved to play with the freshly used one, it gave an emotional touch. I wanted more but could not find a way. I could not share this with anyone. It was still next to impossible to find one crack to either feel her body or get a sense to move further. At a point I had left all hope to fuck her. I use to do sex chat with her daughter thinking about the mother. I was feeling more love towards Aunty than to Liz. I followed Aunt’s every move, I was like a shadow to her life now. But she had her boundaries well set. There was not a single room for error. In a day my mind would bring forth thousands of ideas about how to devour her, at the end I did not have the courage to do. Some of the things I wanted to do is once make her eat my cum without her knowledge or press my cock into her ass or traps to feel her body.

To Be Continued…

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