Landylady And New Year’s Eve

Hy. Guys. I am John. I am sorry if it going to be a long one, but I promise you it worth the while.

It was a year ago. It was a normal day, moving into a new flat. I recently had got a small job here in Bangalore. At first, I was staying at my friend’s. But I could not bear him having me there at all times. So, I decided to move out. I was going around looking for contacts and vacant flats.

I then hit on something. The flat was a little far from the office. But it was an ok distance as I could make it in the morning. I decided to check it out. The owner directed me to the place and showed me the flat. I loved it as it was spacious. We talked about the rent and the needed accessories.

He was an ex-army man, who was now in the merchant navy and the guy was cheerful. He then offered me tea and we went to his flat. He called his wife and she came in a saree and put the tea on the table. I took the tea and looked at his wife’s face. I was surprised and started smiling.

It was Anusha. She was my college professor. She then started to recollect who I am. Her husband was also happy and asked us to catch up. She assured me that she would hand me the flat.

Back in college, I wasn’t much of a winner, just an average guy. I had a special kind of crush on Anusha. She was a fair-complexioned lady, who had killer eyes on her round face. The face lit up red as she smiled. She was the young, blossom who would walk into our class in high heels.

I adored her and her response was in a way she considered me close. She was a guest lecturer. Hence after her marriage, she had stopped. I was broken about that. But seeing her here made me feel like I am the luckiest man in the world. I was soon handed the keys.

So, I finally moved in. I and Anusha used to have coffee in the evening together. She was a housewife now, carrying out tuitions for the students in the complex. We were happy catching up the first few days I was there. Then the coffee in the evening became a daily routine for us.

We used to go for a walk around the complex. Her husband was in the merchant navy. Hence after one month, he left. She was really alone. I knew she was happy to have my company. I thought of proceeding more and give it more pull into the crush I had since college.

Our outings were frequent, sometimes, it was just a walk. I used to drive her to the shops, as I drove her car. During one of those shopping days, she tried out a saree. When she came out of the trial room, I had a literal wow response. I was stunned. I told her the same. She thought I was joking.

I told her I’m telling truth, even brought her to the mirror and showed herself, she smiled and thanked me. That night, as we were having dinner, she asked to be honest about how she looks in saree. I took a leap of faith and told her she was a goddess. I would marry her if I saw you like that for the first time. She giggled and loved my comments.

After we reached her home, she thanked me again. I said it was no big deal. She still had the same killer smile. It made me want to kiss her right there. The next day, I decided to take a long shot. While during our coffee, I confessed to her that I found her attractive and pretty.

She was taken aback by this revelation. But she did not react negatively to it or push me away after that. Instead, she giggled and told me she has suspected it for some time. Soon we started getting more casual and open in our conversations and to bond better.

Our talks started to go from casually to personal stuff and then moved on to one’s life. I learned that she was not pretty much satisfied with the way her husband carries out things. It turned out to be an asshole who would know how to have fun.

I knew she needed someone who can listen to her and as well as be there for her. Then on Saturday I canceled all my plans and got ready. At first, we went to a movie theatre, we watched a movie together. It was about a love story, and she loved it. We then moved to a cafe, had some of her favorite ice-cream.

Her eyes glowed with joy, all day. We went for random drives and picking up things, having street food. Then we went shopping. It was a long shopping hectic hour. But it made worth it when I got to see her in these great dresses. I helped her choose some hot dresses.

Most of my comments were like she looked hot and sexy in it. I would fall in love with you in it. She smiled and replies with a comment that I was the naughty boy. I smiled when I dropped her at my house and she hugged me. I could feel her heart pumping hard and kissed me on cheeks.

I knew she was getting ready. That night during the chats, I shifted the topics more towards sex. She was interested in knowing my relationship with my girlfriend. I was being a little open, which gave her a little comfort to be open with me too.

This made a heat, tension between us. Those chats continued. We both were getting lustful with each other. She used to try out different dresses in her room and send me selfies, I happily received them praising her. Then on New Year’s Eve, I invited her over to my flat for a romantic dinner.

She came in a green transparent saree and low-cut blouse that exposed her wheatish fair 36 round boobs. They were crowned with pink nipples. I loved the way they bounced. As she came into my apartment, I watched as her ass swayed in that green saree.

I had cooked food that day and she praised my cooking. After having dinner, she helped me clean it up. I didn’t miss anytime when I got the chance to rub on her body. Then I was settling everything in the kitchen. I asked her to go sit on the sofa. She went to the balcony, enjoying the coolness.

I could not resist anymore, seeing her hair flaunt in the wind, her red juicy lips. Her cleavage seen most of the night due to low cut blouse. I slowly went and hugged her from behind. I kept my hand on her shoulder, she didn’t mind. I rubbed her to her back to her other shoulder.

I moved from the back. I kissed her neck she moaned slightly and I whispered I wanted her. As soon as she turned she gave me a wicked smile. She leaned into me on the balcony door, as we kissed. As we kissed passionately, I carried her inside onto the living room and we started.

I kissed her again. As our tongue rolled, our hands felt each other up. I broke the kiss and started to suck her neck on both sides. Bite her neck, taking the drapes of her saree on my lips pulling it down exposing her cleavage more clearly. I wrote my poems on lust on her body.

I then took hold of her boobs started to feel their nipple. I knew she had planned something to happen that night. I felt her hard nipples, my mouth moved to her cleavage sucking them. My left hand was drawing her figure by rubbing her body. I was being passionate and feisty.

I started to suck her neck wildly, kissing as I moved down. Her hands getting hold of my body. She went pulling my ass as our body crushed together into a mash. She kept widening her legs, as to feel my dick between her pussy. I took her to the bedroom.

I removed the saree, bit by bit. I dug myself into her blouse and dropped it down. I kissed and licked her pink nipples with my tongue. I rubbed them off over my tongue. I made her completely nude. I gasped at her beauty enjoying it. She pulled me close and we turned as we kissed. She pushed me to bed.

I took her hands, pulling her on to me, her boobs bounced off my shirt. We kissed as we lay on the bed. She removed my pants and started to stroke my dick in my underwear. She kept on stroking. Her warm hands and skills were so appreciable. I did the same for her.

My hands moved all over her body while licking her neck, moving through her inner thighs pinching them. I moved my hand all over and then reached wet pussy. She had a straight dip into pleasure. I rubbed my hands in between her pussy lips as she moaned and gasped.

I then lowered myself on her boobs and my fingers drilled one by one into her pussy. I was in cloud nine, which made me wild. I stirred up her insides while sucking on her nipples and fondling her boobs one by one. Her pussy was warm and my fingers felt the shake of her body.

I hit her g spot, I played with them while fondling her boobs like a mad man. As she felt my dick throb, she slowed down her stroking. She felt up my body with her hands, I lowered myself, as my right hand placed itself on her navel pressing it. I sucked on her navel.

I bit on her hips, then slowly onto her pussy lips. I gave them the deep kiss of acceptance. Then I sucked her pussy like we suck the juice out through a straw. All the while she moaned and immersed herself in pleasure. My hands reached for her boobs.

I kept on pinching her nipples and fondling them in a way that made her go wild. It took much time but passionate foreplay made her cum. She had a satisfying orgasm. We had a long passionate kiss after, over tongue rolled over. I didn’t wait any longer.

I spread her legs wide. I slowly pushed it in. My dick stretched her pussy walls, the warmth in her pussy made me throb. She also loved it. I wanted her experience to be gentle. But her moans and screams, and her breaths, her soft hands, only made my ramming stronger and faster.

As the lust got wilder, she turned herself onto me started kissing my chest and riding me. She moaned and rode as her boobs bounced. Soon she and I were on the verge of cumming. I cum in her hot pussy.

Stay tuned. My name is John. I am from Bangalore. Mail me your feedback and your comments at [email protected]