kiran at b*o in laws wedding
It was a wedding ceremony of my b*****r in law, who was getting married. Hubby took 4 days off work and we went over to my in laws house for 3 nights. All rituals and traditions being followed very religiously, a three day long festivity would follow where all friends and relatives would gather and have fun. I knew weddings to be a ceremony where two beautiful persons became husband and wife but never knew that it could have hidden benefits too.
We got there at 7pm and as we had guessed the house was packed, we knew most of the guests but not all. so we mingled said our hello’s then I went to help at the kitchen.
My parents were also guests there. Attending the marriage I was meeting some of the relatives for the first time. A typical Indian marriage scene, where religious ceremonies, local bangra musical bands and dancers. Before I knew it, it was midnight. Most of the people had left to go come back next day morning, so I went to my room, had a wash and put on my black satin nighty which just stopped short at the bottom of my ass. Then s****r in law text me saying a group of female relatives took up a room and started having Bollywood dance offs. I loved such things so I ran to go watch someone make a fool of themselves. I wasn’t too worried about my nighty as they were mostly girls with one or two boys. When I got there it was a tad more packed then I thought, I squeezed past as much as I can to get a better look.
I was pressed in tight standing in the crowded room with an old woman in front of me and some teen boy standing behind me. I didn't think anything of the pressure against my back and butt cheeks because I was pressed up just as tight against the old woman in front of me. I also didn’t think anything about the extra warmth I began to feel directly between my ass cheeks. I thought It was normal as it was so hot in the room.
The crowd would move and my ass would move innocently against the boy behind me. I was even feeling a little embarrassed for him that the shape of my body must be outlined against him and I couldn’t really move to avoid it.
We stayed for a few songs like this and then the room became even more jammed and I was f***ed back even tighter against the boy. I even turned to apologize for crowding him. He just smiled back. It wasn't too long before I felt something distinctly new. I felt a warm touch to the back of my lower thigh. The only way that could happen was for my nighty to be lifted up a bit.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if it was an accident or what. I was thinking that it’s just the crowd and my nighty must be a little brushed up or twisted, no big deal. I’m sure it’s nothing. But then I felt a little more than just pressure against the back of my thigh. Now it felt like fingers moving over my skin. It was unmistakably the hand of the boy behind me. The others pressed around me were focusing at the girls dancing or I could see where their hands were.
My face immediately flushed and I wondered what I should do. Why was he doing this to me? I had been warned about the behaviour of schoolboys by my friends on buses or trains but there should have been no reason of fear in a house. The odd thing though was this had started just as I was going into my own reverie thinking about my girlfriend and her lover touching each other at another wedding. It was just at that moment that I made the connection between what was going on against my leg and the boy behind me. I was a little embarrassed but strangely flattered too. I was very conflicted in my emotions. I knew it was wrong but I had been filled with sexual thoughts and proud of my developing fantasies and this attention from an younger man seem to validate my feelings.
I didn't move a muscle and this made him bolder and his hand inched up to cup the cheek of my ass and now of course I knew it was much more than accidental. My mind raced thinking that I should move away, I was a little embarrassed that someone else could be watching but I was also transfixed at how nice it felt and how far would he go.
Then the hand moved some more between my thighs brushing against my hairless pussy with just the thin fabric of my cotton underpants between his fingers and me. I know he felt me stiffen but he could not see my inflamed face, as I just stood there frozen.
As he kept his hand between my thighs the motion of the crowd created a very pleasant friction that sent juices lubricating my pussy. His fingers soon crept under my panties and he must have been emboldened when he found out how wet I was because he quickly placed a finger on my slit and gently moved it back and forth causing even more juices to seep from the poor vagina. I squirmed and shuddered at this intrusion but could only grip the phone in my hand tighter, I hoped I wouldn't fall into the old woman in front of me.
I couldn’t believe the feeling that was going over my body at the moment. It was just a slight pleasant feeling that his fingers gave me. The finger of a strange, younger man was touching me. It may have been the fingers thickness or the way it was just gently probing inside of me now. I couldn’t really explain it to myself but it felt so good.
It was nearing end of another song for the dancers but I did not move off so as not to break the connection. We stayed for another songs that took maybe 5 minutes and I just stood there in the crowd and let this stranger finger me the whole time. I was even shaking a little bit from the electric feelings that were coursing through me. I didn’t want it to stop, but soon the room was emptying and I guess he was afraid of being caught so he stopped and started walking out the door. As he was stepping out the room he turned to me and as we looked into each other's eyes he smiled and I smiled back.
I followed him out a minute or so later, I loitered in the house in search of the boy. When I spotted him I walked over and casually asked.
“Hey are you looking for someone?”
“Ah.. No, In fact yes, I mean.. I was looking for some room .. ah I mean, I was so tired so wished to rest in some guest room while waiting for my mom.” he replied.
“Oh ok, Come on, I have seen a room on the 3rd floor, you may have a nap there.”
My heart jumped with excitement and I held his hand and took him up. I went to the room and told him I’d check the room before I leave. I walked over to the bed and he followed me I flirted with him and he flirted back. I pretended to check under bed and in doing so flashed my ass and panties at him. Soon I noticed a bulge growing in his shorts. He then asked me if women liked giving blow jobs to guys. I told him that I had given many blowjobs to men and that I enjoy pleasing men with my body. He asked many more questions and I soon knew I had him right where I wanted.
Then he asked me if he could see me naked and if I would give a blowjob. I told him I would if he promised to never ever tell anybody. He promised and I stood up and removed my nighty along with my bra and panties. I laid flat on the floor and spread my legs so he could explore my pussy. I told him to remove his clothes as I fondled his balls and he fingered me. His balls were heavy and full of young sperm. His cock was rock hard and dripping with presume. I wanted him inside me. I engulfed his cock and started to blow him but I wanted his cum in my pussy. I could tell that he would not last long at all. I told him to slide into me but he was hesitant. He said he was worried that he might knock me up. I laughed and told him not to worry as I was protected. Then he said he was not sure what to do so I instructed him on how to do it. I guided his hard cock into my very wet pussy. As soon as he was balls deep I told him to pull back out but not all the way and then push back in which he did but as soon as he bottomed out again he exploded filling my pussy to overflowing with his hot spunk.
He came so hard I could feel his cock throb and the ropes of cum shooting out to the end. This all caused me to orgasm also. his cock did not soften and he proceeded to fuck me again but this time he lasted much longer which I figured was because my pussy was gooey from the all the cum. Soon enough he blew another load deep into my womb. In the mine time my husband was asl**p in next room.
I told the boy it wasn’t over yet, I pulled him up and got him to lay on the bed putting myself on top of him as I slid his cock into me. I heard the boy under me say "I cant feel mine anymore" I groaned as I fucked him, grinding my pussy until I came harder than id ever came before. I felt my pussy squirt all over the bed as my body shook violently. I flopped onto him, my face resting on his chest. I laid like that exhausted with cum filled pussy plugged by a now softening cock. He fucked me well, a few minuets later I got up and left the room.
As I walked towards my room I could feel his semen start running down my legs, so I stopped at the landing and wiped myself with my panties. then I feel my panties soaking wet. I opened the window and threw my panties as far as possible, then proceeded to my room. I just hoped my hubby would not wake up and start asking questions or suspecting anything. Thankfully he was fast asl**p and I nodded off next to him. Later I heard rumours that boy was 13, I don’t believe that though.
Such are the trials and tribulations of this women, especially at the aged of 30.