How I Hooked Up with a MILF Reader

Literotic asexstories – How I Hooked Up with a MILF Reader by john_mike

This incident happened while I was a studying undergraduate at university, about a year ago. I am an average-built twenty-five-year-old guy hailing from the God’s own country, Kerala. Since there were no girlfriends, I had no experience of sex until then. At that time, porn movies and erotic stories were the ways to satisfy the desire for sex.

I am a regular reader of Indian sex stories. I like all kinds of stories and I often like to read many different genres. I decided to start writing because of that inspiration. So one or two stories have been written. Stories were written for fun, but one story led to some unexpected things.

A story was written here which came into my naughty imagination and my email address was also included, to leave comments and feedback. Two days after the story was published, an unexpected message came. I couldn’t send a reply that day, due to a busy schedule. Then one night, I remembered that message and sent a reply.

Geetha was the name in that sender’s email ID. After I sent a reply, another message came back within a short time.

Geetha: “The story is good…enjoyed it. Is this what happened in real life?”

This was the question.

Me: “I had no experience yet and that the story was purely imaginary and my naughty thoughts were the soul to my story.”

Then Geetha left a message saying: “OK” and the conversation stopped. After two days, Geetha’s mail came again. “How are you?” was the question.

I replied: “yes” and continued talking casually.

When I asked about her details, I realized that Geetha was a married thirty-five-year-old woman who had been married for ten years. She is mother to a young daughter, and was employed at an IT firm in Kerala. She also said that her husband is into business and that he’s damn busy.

Chatting continued normally for a couple of days. For the ease of chatting we continued in Google Chat, and later moved to Telegram. She was using her own photo as her display picture DP. Her light complexion, the pouty lips, the charcoal-lined round eyes, it all made one stand in awe.

In between chatting, I messaged: “Your DP is nice and looks pretty..!!!”

Her reply was: “Thank you boy…” followed by a blush emoji.

She also said that she was a regular reader and read stories to kill boredom and whenever she felt the need. So after chatting for a few days, our chatting reached the level of sexting. Gradually, we started sharing photos and continued our erotic chat.

At first, she was hesitant to send her own photo. Then, she slowly started sending photos, mostly without showing her face if any of her assets were exposed. I also sent my photos to her. I was hesitant, at first, when she first asked me to share a photo of my penis because it was what I considered a medium size. But she said that size did not matter, and I was happy to hear that.

Since she worked night shift most of the time, our chatting usually took place during the day.

The faceless nude pictures of her were the remedy to satisfy my sexual urges. Thirty-four-inch size milky breasts with dark nipples; the green veins on the breasts were clearly visible. Geetha had nice, fat breasts that I wished to squeeze every time she shared the pic.

I was lucky enough to see her breasts while chatting. But, no matter how much I asked, she didn’t give me any photo of her pussy. We used to masturbate by looking at each other’s photo while sexting.

Then one day, she asked me if she could see me in person. I couldn’t believe it at first, either. She said that it was serious. But at first, I was taken aback, and didn’t know what to say.

Then she said that in the upcoming days, her husband was about to go out of station for a business trip, and that no one would be at her home. She also added there was a strong desire in her to have a younger boy like me in her bed.

Although I could not believe this, at first; I also agreed, out of desire for her. I didn’t know if I could satisfy someone like Geetha with sex. I openly told that to her. In return, she comforted me by saying: “It’s okay, I will take care of it.”

Soon, on a Thursday, I rode to her house. It was an hour-and-a-half journey from my place to hers. I reached her house at 11:00am as I was told the time and location. As she said, there were not many houses around. I rang the bell of the house, with my chest pounding a little.

Within a moment, the door opened, and Geetha came out. For a moment, I looked at plumpy-pretty Geetha, and remained motionless.

“Why are you staring at me like this? Don’t stay outside and come inside,” she said, with a smile.

Her outfit at that time was a black sari. As she already knew that I’m a sucker for a sari. Her thirty-four-size breasts ready to jump out of the bra could be seen through her blouse.

All my mind was thinking about was how pink her pussy, which she had not shown me until hopefully now, would be.

She then gave me a can of Pepsi to drink, and came to the hall with me. We talked for a bit, while she comforted me, after seeing my nervousness. She came and sat beside me. Then, she slowly took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I did not expect that move. I thoroughly enjoyed it, though.

Slowly, I started caressing her thigh with my hand. Slowly, I started moving my hand up from the thigh towards her pink paradise.

Suddenly, she said, “This is the problem with boys, the hand goes to the pussy directly at the beginning,” and she laughed.

I felt ashamed, and passed a wicked smile.

“We can take it slowly, don’t get tense; there is a lot of time,” said Geetha, again with a naughty smile. She then stood up from the sofa and said, “Don’t sit here anymore, let’s go to the bedroom.”

Since her daughter was sleeping in a room on the main floor, she took me to a room in the basement. We went there, and sat on the bed.

“Aunty, why didn’t you just show a photo of your pussy after having sexted for so long? You know how many times I asked and how long I waited.”

“I wanted to your craving to be increased; then, only you would enjoy it.” She laughed again. “How is your meat doing?”

“He’s already sticking up, I was hard the moment I saw you.”

“Oh, that’s my naughty boy.” She, again, made fun of me.

I slowly put my hand on aunty’s shoulder, and kissed her neck. She enjoyed it. I slowly leaned towards aunty’s side and started squeezing her milky breasts in my hands.

“Oh, so soon to my milky?” she asked, with a naughty smile.

“I can’t wait any longer, my baby aunty.”

We both started to moan again, after me handling her melons. All of a sudden, she put her hand between my legs and grabbed my meat in my pants, and started caressing it, along with my balls.

This lit a spark in me, and I suddenly grabbed her, and gave her a long smooch. After pulling down the two buttons on the front of her red blouse, I started squeezing her milky breasts under her black and red bra. As I gradually tightened the boob play, she started calling out in a low voice, “Ahh… ahh…”

While continuing the boob and nipple play, my lips were running over her lips, neck and forehead.

Slowly I made her lie down on the bed, and lay on top of her, and began to rub her body and smooch her lips.

Her hands gripped my penis and testicles tightly, and kept squeezing and rubbing. As it increased in speed, I pushed away her hand to control my boiling cock, and lay down beside for a while, so that I wouldn’t finish too soon!

I took off her blouse and bra, and started sucking on and pressing her beautiful melons simultaneously. She then stripped her sari off, and was looking damn hot in her black petticoat. I removed the petticoat knot, which revealed for the first time her shaven pink paradise.

She then took off my shirt and pants. As I became nude, she came closer and took my erect tool in her hand, and said, “It’s not as it looks in the photo, boy, I will have enough of this one.”

I said, “It gets about six inches long when a boner.” I paused. “But I am afraid that I will finish off too soon.”

“If you play the way you’re supposed to play, you can stay as long as you want. So don’t be afraid,” she said, with a naughty smile, consoling me.

I made her lie down and slowly started to remove her black panties. My eyes widened when I took it off. A beautiful, pinkish vagina came into view, which was damn, cleanly shaven, leaving it without a single hair.

Slowly, I collected the honey dripping with my finger, without spreading her pussy, and licked it off, it was very hot honey. My dick started dripping some love juices of its own. Seeing that, she took my crown between her fingers and started caressing it.

I slowly opened aunty’s fruit-like pulp with my fingers, and looked at it. When the drooping petals were opened, some more love honey dripped out. I slowly licked it off. She closed her eyes and pulled on my cock. I cringed.

Geetha aunty’s pussy was spread open and I was licking it. I could see that she was enjoying it very much, and that she was in a good mood. She started moaning and calling my name loudly. Slowly, I moved my tongue and started inserting my fingers. First one, then two, slowly three fingers went in and I started thrusting them in and out.

Aunty’s body wriggled and writhed; she then grabbed my testicles, and started pulling on them, and I started having a good time. Then, she slowly got up,” and laid me flat on my back, and took my cock in her hand, and gave me a small slap. I got a spark watching her, as this was the first time seeing and feeling another person stroke my meat.

After stroking my dick, which was dripping with pre-cum, she put it in her mouth and started sucking. I felt that my seed would shoot out at any moment. When I told her, “I am about to cum,” she gathered my testicles, pulled under, and squeezed and squeezed, without my seed coming out. This continued for some time.

After putting my dick in her mouth, Aunty slowly sat on my face. I was licking her tight, wet pussy from top to bottom. Then I put my finger in, and scooped out an entire mouthful and drank it.