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Hubby's boss's sons
My Hubby's boss had 2 sons; the elder aged 22 called Shazad and the younger one aged 18 called Naz. Naz the younger one was studying. Mr. Sharma (my Hubby's Boss) knows that I used to teach higher math’s and requested me to help Naz in his studies and he comes to me every Saturday morning for extra help with his education, stay’s for lunch and then leave in the evening.
Since hubby worked even Saturdays. This helped me pay my full attention to Naz’s studies and he was doing well in his studies also. he was so cute and charming that I have never seen any guy so lively and beautiful. he brings back memories of my college days. I will admit to you that I had often wondered what it would be like to kiss Naz, but never really do it.
So when one Saturday when he suggested that we go out for lunch I agreed. I suggested Pizza Corner I was familiar with, in my neighbourhood. Before he had a chance to say anything, I told him it was my treat, no arguments! Again, before he could say anything, I put a finger to his mouth and shhh'd him, saying I wouldn't have it any other way. Just having my finger against his lips, gave me an unexpected jolt.
Calm down Kiran, I cautioned myself, he might be like an ordinary Indian guy, not into your kink! Was it my imagination, or did his lips move just a little bit against my finger? After ordering our pizza at the restaurant, we started talking, just general talk. How was school, compared to the mid 90's, when I finished my college days? he laughed when I said I had graduated college in 90's, saying he didn't take me for being in 30's. I told him I really take care of my body and mind, keeping the years at bay.
Our lunch was as delicious as It always is there. Along with a very nice conversation, with somebody interesting, as he was beautiful. Rethinking the term beautiful, I changed it to very cute. Several times during lunch, to make a point, I would place my hand on his, feeling no adverse reaction. His skin was so soft I couldn't believe it.
After lunch, we came back to the flat and decided not to study but talk. As we talked, I sensed Naz was getting more comfortable talking with me, and I with him. I offered him some ice cream from the refrigerator, we just chatted away about nothing in particular. After a few minutes of conversation, he got quiet and asked if he could ask a personal question. "Of course" I said, "what is it"?
"What is the secret of your good marriage" he asked. "No secret" I said, just a large portion of trust and frankness. A very good sense of humour is a must, I said Smiling. He told me, that he could learn more things from me than maths. Encouraged by this I elaborated on the Indian marriages and told him that when I got married, I was still a virgin, and that hubby was the only man I had been with. I figured he didn't need a dissertation on my other activities.
Naz got up from the sofa to take the ice cream cups to the kitchen. he then tripped on the carpet, fell down and twisted his ankle. I applied pain reliever at his ankle and started massaging. After about 5 minutes of massaging, his pain dropped.
"That feels good" he whispered, hardly loud enough to hear.
"Shall I continue?" I asked.
"OK, but please stop, if you want" he replied
Nodding my assent, I decided to take a risk and after a few more minutes of massaging his ankle, my hand moved upwards. Feeling his firm thigh, my fingers moved up and down his leg. I noticed his eyes were closed and his breathing was a bit faster. I allowed my hand to move up toward the leg of his boxers, inching underneath it. Moving slowly, my finger found the edge of his ball sack, feeling my way over to my ultimate goal.
"Can I proceed further?" I asked.
All he did was shake his head, as my finger found the base of a hardening cock. With a short gasp, he opened his legs, slightly, allowing my finger to crawl up the shaft. Feeling my way up and back down his now very hard cock, I noticed how wet I was, and how his breathing was coming in short bursts.
Almost simultaneously, we leaned towards each other and kissed, briefly. His lips on mine, tasted like the pizza we just finished, and he was the first to lean back to me and kiss me a bit harder, this time. With my finger slowly moving up and down his cock, I was wearing a saree today & his hand found its way to my tight blouse and started unbuttoning each button, one at a time as I allow my saree fall of my shoulder.
Then suddenly i pulled back, and half pushed him away from my breast‘s.
"Naz, no. We shouldn't be doing this. Why are we doing this?"
"Because Kiran aunty, its educational," he responded, and kissed me again, and of course, i responded.
Breaking our kiss I said “don’t tell anyone or put your cock in my pussy.”
The smell of his aftershave was driving me crazy. My tongue sought his neck and he responded. I slowly ran my hands all over his back and in the process the t-shirt rode up and at times I could feel my hands on his bare skin, Naz freed himself from me for a moment only to undress and removed my saree, we both were in only undies – me in just a lacy bra and the silky panties, all wet and damp. Him in cotton boxers, his hands came up to my front and ran lightly over my bra, over my breasts.
"Ohh god, they're luscious" he murmured, with both hands feeling the lacy cups of my bra.
"You can take my bra off, if you'd like" I said, hoping that was his desire. No sooner than the words were out of my mouth, he reached behind me to unhook the clasp. he pushed the straps off my shoulders and it too fell to the floor. Before either of us noticed, we had disposed of all our clothing, and resumed our explorations of each other’s bodies.
i was enjoying this so much then he got his finger inside i can feel it but i did nothing after 5 min i orgasm and he was playing with his cock and rubbing me at the same time
i told him stop and get this cock out of his boxers, he took his underwear off and i saw his cock and said oh Naz can i help you with that before he say anything my mouth was sucking his cock few minute later he cum in my mouth i said “hummm it taste so good”
he was still hard so he said Kiran aunty can i see your pussy? i said come and take my panties off and he did and when he saw my pussy he said “thank you Kiran”
he started to fingering me again i closed my eyes then i felt a hot/bigger thing got in so i looked up and there it was his cock inside my pussy he saw me looking and said can i please?
i said “hmmmm, u already have, just don’t cum inside” so he then kept thrusting it in and out of my pussy fast. i began moaning but not loud because i don't want my anyone to hear, since its still daytime.
then few minutes i felt warmth filling my pussy, to say I was angry would be a under statement but it was done & his hot cum felt so good into me.
he then said kiran “i have to pee” i said “ok go” so he left me with his sperm coming out from my pussy 2 minutes later he came back with a hard on again i was laying there resting and again he put his dick inside my pussy and started fucking me till he cum in me again for the second time. I looked up at the ceiling & thought is this USE KIRAN AS A CUM BUCKET DAY?!!!!!!!
i told him not to cum inside me again, just cum on my tits, face belly or wherever you want so he did cum on my tits 4 more times and then finally his cock won’t get hard again. After the continuous orgasms we ended up cuddling each other and I was lightly and gently stroking my very swollen pussy. Neither of us wanted to move much, just a little stroking. I told him to go home because its getting late & my hubby should be home soon. he agreed, and got his clothes on and left me with his cum in my pussy and my tits i licked what i can lick and got into the shower cleaning up his cum from me and the next Saturday we didn't talked about it but I’m sure at nights he wanks thinking of me.
Mr. Sharma got transferred to Aussi branch and our Saturday sessions had to end, but what I still remember is the pleasure that we got during there stay in this city.
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