Hi friends, I am Ajay 24 m from nasik, this is my first story to the lovely site. Now without taking much of your time lets come to story.
‘Ding…dong…ding…dong…” the front-door bell rang. ‘Who could be this’, I wondered. Standing nude in the bathroom, I was about to open the shower to take a bath at 7.30 in the morning. The milkman and newspaper boy had already come and gone. The day, being a Sunday, the elderly maid-servant would come after 9.00 only instead of her usual time of 7.00. Did she forget it was my holiday? I felt irritation to have to attend the door wrapping a bath-towel only around my waist.

Then I did a blunder. While cursing the person outside for disturbing me at an odd time, I forgot to look through the peep-hole on the door. As I removed the bolt and opened the door, I had a jolt. Standing outside, dressed in a nighty and smiling at me was the wife of my colleague staying in the flat one floor above mine. Before I could recoil and retreat to hide myself behind the door, she entered inside pushing me a little. ‘What she wants’ I wondered. While I still stood hidden behind the door to cover my semi-nude appearance showing only my head outside, she came around to face me. I felt shy and shame when her eyes ran over my body from head to foot.

To save me from further embarrassment and to give a hint for her to leave, I said: “I think you might know my family is in my native place”. I said so if she had come unmindfully to borrow something from my mom. Still smiling, she said: “I know that. I came to meet you only”. This surprised me. What on earth she wanted to see me for? However, to escape from the predicament, I told her: “Was there anything I can do for you”? With a view to send her back, I quickly added: “I was about to go to take a bath”. That did not help me. She laughed and said: “Why are you being so discourteous, Ajay? Today is Holi. I came to apply some colours on you”.

Honestly, it was at this time I noticed she held a small packet containing some pink colour powder in her hand. I cursed myself for forgetting it was the day of Holi festival also. I noticed she was adamant not to leave, aware of my condition with only a towel wrapped around my waist to cover my nudity. I tried to excuse myself to change my clothes but she voiced against it. ‘Ajay, this lady is not all that straightforward and innocent you think she might be’ my brain told me. ‘No Ajay, don’t jump to conclusions, she might have come just to apply colours on you in a ceremonial way’ my mind reminded me. I waited to watch if my brain or mind was right. I had not seen or known much of her before except during a dinner party for my family hosted at her place and a reciprocal dinner for them hosted by my mom about six months back.

I thought it was purely based on neighborly relationship. Might be, she and my mom were friends. Other than her name Priya, I had not known much of her nor had I taken any interest to dig further. Priya was almost the same age of my bhabhi but a little heavily built. She had two kids. She was tall, fair and had big boobs. But I had never cared to give a probing glance to see if she was sexy too. She was wearing a full length deep blue colour nitie, perhaps to reduce the intensity of colours that might be applied on her by her friends on that day. I had a feeling she was not wearing bras as I could see her boobs hanging a little and nipples jutting making sharp points on her cloth. She opened the packet and took some colour powder. As she gave a push at the bottom of the door with her right foot to close it, an alarm bell began to ring inside my head. It meant she had not wanted anyone to see her touching me. She came near me and smeared a little of the powder on my forehead.

It was customary for a person to apply colour on the other person who applied it on him/her. So, I took a little powder from her hand and applied on her forehead too. Normally, between people of opposite sexes, applying colour ends here. She waited till I completed colouring her forehead. Then, she took the powder and rubbed it on my cheeks. So, I did it with her too. Next, she coloured my neck, so I emulated her. I wished she did not go further, but of course she did. She took more powder and with a naughty smile dancing on her lips, began to apply it on my bare chest. I felt a little titillation when her soft hand rubbed leisurely on my chest.

Now, I was at my wits’ end. How can I apply colour on her bosom? As I stood confused, she teased me. “What happened, Ajay? Don’t you feel courage to apply colour on me reciprocally?” I thought my brain was nearer the truth than my mind. She was not all that innocent. She was indirectly encouraging me to apply colour on her bosom. “It is not like that. I would love to do it. But ethics do not permit me to go ahead” I said. “Oh…Ajay, think nothing of it. This particular day is free for all” I was shocked to hear her encouraging me. I looked no further. I came back from my hiding place. I took a little powder from her hand and began to apply it on her bosom over her nightie. I felt pleasure when my hand ran over her mountains and valley in a zigzag manner. “Aaaahhhhhhh….” she released a soft moan involuntarily keeping her eyes closed.

She opened her eyes again instantly when she no longer felt my hand on her bosom. “But I applied colour on your naked chest, Ajay” She did not flinch at all when she said. Oh…she was a very clear player. Not of the sort I had thought. She left nothing for my imagination to consider about decency any longer. Perhaps this thought brought a sudden boldness on my face. In all probability she noticed it too. As I bent to lift her full nightie, I found her hurriedly shooting the door bolt. This meant, she is more willing to have it than me. In one quick jerk, I lifted her nightie the way one removed the cloth covering from the life-size marble statue of a lady to unveil it. And what I saw made me really catch my breath. I felt a chill run up my spine. I got mesmerized looking at her nude fair body. She was not wearing any panty or bras.

I could see her long fleshy legs, thighs, big busy pussy, glazy stomach and slightly hanging boobs. “Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh….!!!! She released a wild exclamation. I gave no damn and straight away rubbed my hands with the colour on her boobs. While I did so, I felt blood gushing to my head and cock too. I became aware my cock began to erect slowly. I looked no further and began to squeeze her hanging boobs very hard with both of my hands. “Aaaahhhhh……” She released a wild moan. I closed her mouth instantly with mine in a deep penetrating kiss to arrest her sound. Suddenly, I became aware of the circumstance and I withdrew my hands allowing her dress to cover her body again.

When I looked to see her reaction, I was alarmed to see her eyes burning with desire. In an instant action, she pulled my towel around my waist and removed it. Oh…there I stood fully nude with my erect cock jumping a little! She eyed my cock intentionally for a few seconds the way a starving street-urchin gazes at the sweets on display in a shop. Then, taking a little colour, she smeared it on my cock length-wise. Unable to resist herself, she caught hold of my cock and began to press and squeeze it. I could guess she had gone mad on her head by the way she jerked and shrugged my cock. After a few seconds of her play with my cock, she left it and stood still.

I knew she was expecting me to do it to her reciprocally. I took some colour from her hand, lifted her dress again up to her stomach. I reached out and ran my hand on her pussy from its bottom to top applying colour all over. “Uuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” she released a wild scream. Instantly I released my hand holding her dress and pressed it hard on her mouth to prevent further sound. “Why the hell are you shouting, dear?” I demanded. “You are likely to bring all the people around us” I added. “What can I do, Ajay? Your magic touch on my asset was giving me extreme pleasurable sensations I could not control myself. Will you please do it once again, please…please….?” she implored.

I knew for sure everything was fine to my advantage except the circumstance. I would be risking too much sticking my neck out with her in my house with the door bolted from inside. If anyone for me or her husband or kids looking for her came any time, we would be in great trouble. The day being Sunday and a festival holiday, there was every chance for a visitor for either of us. I lifted her dress again. Then I tried to drive my middle finger on right hand into her pussy. Though her pussy had already become hot and wet, yet I had difficulty. And she felt a little pain too. She stood separating her legs and thighs for my benefit. This helped full penetration of my finger into her cave.

While I finger-fucked her, she moaned softly. I whispered into her ear: “Dear, where are your hubby and kids? Can we have a quick fuck now? Or, will it be possible for you to come to my place in the night for a……..” She interrupted me quickly: “No, Ajay, I can’t come in the night. My hubby had gone out in the early morning and would come back in the evening. And my children too had gone to play colours with their friends. Though I would very much love it, but I don’t think it would be possible just now also. If you don’t mind my saying so, I don’t want to repeat it again”. I was in a dilemma. My finger-fucking made her hot as well as me too. But her reply dampened my spirits. Right at that moment I wanted to fuck her or yell at her to get out. Yet, she hugged me tightly and kissed hard on my lips. ‘Was it a sign of her saying goodbye’ I wondered.

I decided to gamble and try my luck. I caught hold of her both hands and pulled her to my drawing room. I could clearly see the mixed reaction of her willingness and hesitation. She was neither coming with me nor resisting. I used more force to almost drag her to the drawing room and make lay on her back on the divan. Interestingly, she did not try to get up. I knew we had not much time left to engage ourselves in foreplay or enjoy sex leisurely. So, I decided not to remove her dress. I lifted her cloth up to her neck. Looking at her love triangle, I had a sudden urge to lick and suck her juicy pussy. I decided against it for want of time besides her pussy was fully smeared with pink colour powder I had applied on it earlier. I forcibly separated her legs and thighs in a hurry. Then I placed the head of my hot erect cock on her hole.

As I was trying to shoot it inside, she reminded me: “Ajay, do it quickly and finish up soon”. I felt like a long-starving child who was asked to consume the entire delicious food in a minute’s time. The more problem the situation posed, the more determined I did become now. After accomplishing full penetration of my cock into her pussy, I half-laid on her body. Then I grabbed her boobs with my hands. The way a racer gallops in the sprint after the whistle, I began to ram her pussy tunnel with deep and heavy thrusts with my cock repeatedly in very quick succession. Simultaneously, I squeezed both her boobs in a crushing way.

With each of my thrust with the penis and squeezing of boobs, she screamed “Aaahhh….aaaahhhh…aaaaahhhhh…..” mixed with pleasures and pain. I praised myself for fucking her with brutal force at a rapid speed. I would have loved to watch the scene again if I could have got it recorded in a video camera to admire the way I thrust my cock forward as if to push all my lower body into her pussy tunnel. With my fucking gaining more and more acceleration, she began to rotate and sway her head sideways moaning in erotic sounds.

While I felt pain in my cock with burning sensation with repeated assault with it, I equally wondered if I pulverized her pussy and made into a paste of tissues. Luckily for me, she attained orgasm within three minutes. It was a rarest occasion; I too climaxed instantly at the same time pumping my cock-milk into her pussy. She did not give me any time just after completion of my ejaculation. She pushed me off her body and got up adjusting her dress. Giving me a smile and pat on my right cheek, she went towards the door. She opened the bolt, opened the door a few inches only and peeped to outside. Satisfied there was none outside and there was no sound of footfalls; she quickly opened the door and went out to climb the staircase to her flat. I went to close the door before I decided to go for the bath again.

As I walked, I felt my left foot touched on something slippery on the floor. I bent forward to observe it. After identifying the thing, I could not suppress a big laugh. Then I examined along the floor further the way up to the door through which she walked. I smiled again to see three thick drops of my own cum on the floor possibly oozed out of her pussy! “Nobody can predict about the luck of a man and the mind of a lady” says an old adage. I can vouch for it, at least for the later part of it. Though I had met the lady in this story a few times later, excepting a courteous smile, her face did not show anything of our earlier encounter. Nor did I ever attempt to express it myself. Well friends, how did you enjoy reading this experience of mine? Please let me know.at [email protected]

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