Hey guys, this is Vikram from Chennai. I am 29 years old now, well-built, 5”10 feet in height, with brown skin tone, and a bearded guy. The story that I am to narrate is a real incident that happened four years ago.
The year was 2021. I was working in BYJU’S Coimbatore as a marketing head for about two years. I stayed in a PG near R.S Puram, which is near my office. Since the food in PG was bad and I didn’t have privacy there, I thought of shifting to a one BHK house, which is more than sufficient for me.
I had asked a broker to look for a decent house and send me the house owner’s contact/ details since I can’t go out looking for a house in the middle of my work. After a week, the broker gave me three contacts, and when I contacted two of them, they said that they won’t rent a house for a bachelor. The third contact that the broker gave me was ready to rent me and said that I should come and see the house, and if I’m ok with the rent and advance, he said that I can shift.
It was Sunday, around noon, I went to Vadavalli, an area which is exactly 6 km from my office, to look for that house. I went there and met the house owner. He enquired about me for a while and took me to the first floor to show me the house. The house was decent, and I liked it. So to discuss the rent, the house owner took me to his house on the ground floor where he lives. He discussed the rent with me, and I was ok with it, and he asked when I am going to shift here. I said I’ll shift today itself since I don’t carry too many things and it’s easier for me. He was like ok and called his wife Vidhya to introduce me!
His wife Vidhya came, and until the house owner introduced me, she was like
Vidhya: Hey Vikram! How are you? You’re here!!
Me: Hi mam, I’m fine, how are you? Just came here to see a house for rent.
House owner: Do you guys know each other??
Then Vidhya mam replied, telling her husband that I am her student from the college where she was working four years back in Erode, and said she knows me very well. I was so excited to meet Vidhya mam after years, and to my surprise, she’s the house owner now!
Vidhya mam’s husband was Shekar, who worked as a manager in Khadi India’s Silk division. Shekar Sir smiled at me and said that he’s happy that I was Vidhya’s student back then at college.
That evening, around 6 pm, I vacated the PG and, with a bunch of things, I was done shifting to my new house. Vidhya mam asked whether I would ‘cook’ or prefer a hotel. I said that I prefer cooking, and since there is no stove and gas cylinder now, I’d eat in the hotel. To that, she asked me to eat dinner at her house that night, and I also accepted her kind offer.
After having dinner, I went back to my house on the first floor and did some sweeping, cleaning and arranged my bed for a good night’s sleep. ‘Vidhya mam’, I was lying on my bed and was thinking about her. She was the hottest of all the Assistant professors in my college. At that time, I would never miss her English lectures, not that she teaches so well, but to look at her assets. She is a stunning lady in her early 40s now, but back then at college, she was probably in her late thirties with a stunning figure that could easily seduce any man on earth. Now looking at her, I couldn’t believe that fate has made me close to her again, and I can see her daily without any interruptions. While serving idly and sambhar at the dinner table later that day, I could see her pulpy navel through her transparent ‘maroon’ saree and slowly had a look at her melons. Vidhya mam’s melons were slightly bigger now, anyway, Vidhya mam never lost her charm. Her back was more even on both sides, and to comment on it, I would say she is an “Arabian Horse” for real!
Vidhya mam was now living with her Husband, Shekar, and her mother-in-law. She had a son named Sunil who was studying grade 10 in a boarding school at Kodaikanal, and he used to come only during his long school holidays.
So days passed and everything was going on well. I liked the place, and I became comfortable there, and I felt at home. All these days, a routine was going on in which I secretly admired Vidhya mam! I would stand up on the balcony and talk with her who used to wash her clothes and do chores like cleaning and sweeping in the backyard. I would be standing on the first floor and always talk to her, seeing her boobs the entire day. As Vidhya mam used to wear very free clothes like nighty or some saree which is free, I used to chat intentionally, seeing her figure and admiring each one of her assets, and that became a routine for me. Now, as days passed, I became closer to her.
The same routine kept continuing, but one day she caught me watching her boobs, and she readily took her dupatta to cover herself. And I was like “O God nooo…” and just acted as if I didn’t know anything. Since that day, Vidhya mam has stopped talking to me. She didn’t even look at my face, and she kept avoiding me. So after a month, I didn’t like being like this and it made me feel bad, so I texted Vidhya mam in WhatsApp saying “I’m sorry”. She saw the message and didn’t reply to it. And only after two days, she texted back saying.
Vidhya mam: Why did you say sorry?
(I was confused and thought for a while.)
Me: Ma’am, I know that you also know. I’m sorry for that day.
Vidhya mam: That’s ok
(I didn’t know what got into me by that time I replied….)
Me: You are beautiful, ma’am, and anyone having that view would watch them J
(I was thrilled at that time, because after I sent this message, there was no reply from her side, and I was like “That’s all, man, you are finished now”)
And to my surprise, after an hour, she responded with a smiley!! It was the moment I thought to myself, and now I got more courageous, and within a minute, I said
Me: “Ma’am, I want to see them full” (and kept quiet)
Vidhya mam: Nooo… Just be happy I didn’t tell my husband about the other day.
This was how the chat ended, and I was like okay and kept quiet without texting her further on that day. Since we both know each other and I broke the ice, I started chatting with her frequently. Everything was going well. I found many ways to get close to her, and one thing I want to tell you guys here is that, to wash clothes, I have to go downstairs only. So the place where I’ll wash the clothes is next to Vidhya mam’s room, and through the window, she can see me washing. So I’ll use the opportunity and chat, seeing her through the window, and nowadays we both behave as if nothing happened between us.
So one fine day, I was chatting with her as usual. I casually asked her again if I could see her boobs, and I said that I’m eager. She again responded saying ‘No’ and since I didn’t like to compel, I left the topic. The next day was Sunday. Since Sundays are very slow, I got up late, finished my work and other stuff and was ready to go out after washing my clothes. So I went downstairs near Vidhya mam’s room and started washing the clothes. Vidhya mam’s room window was closed this time, so that I couldn’t chit chat with her, and I was busy washing clothes. Suddenly, she opened the window, and I didn’t utter a single word.
She just opened the window and gave me an inviting look. I was standing there and just watching her eyes. We both exchanged looks, and I was attracted to her at that time. She then silently went near the mirror, stood there and without saying a word, she started undressing herself, intentionally making me watch her do so. I was jaw-struck! I was looking at the beauty, she opened one by one, and was purposefully standing with only a bra covering her boobs this time. I can’t believe my eyes, and I was now standing close to that window and got a hard on in my pants and started to beg her literally “ Please mam, I want to see them fully” She smiled at me and opened the bra for me. O god, I was amazed! Wow, what a scene it was. She stood naked there in front of me, and that’s the end, and she closed the window. I was out of my mind, I cancelled all plans and started texting her.
In WhatsApp, on the same day, I texted her saying that I couldn’t control myself seeing her like that, and I was standing holding my dick in my hand. To that, she replied with a kiss and a smile and said that she would come to the terrace in an hour to dry her clothes. I understood the signal now! I was waiting in my room for her to come, and after two hours she came, and I knew something was going to happen between us on the terrace. She came, I saw her, and she gave me a look. I just smiled at her and went into my room, leaving the door open.
Vidhya, the goddess, the Arabian horse came into my room. We both did nothing for a minute and looked into each other’s eyes. She then asked me how it was. I smiled and said, ” Ma’am, I have never seen such a thing in my entire life and I said to her that she was sexy with those panties on, and the watery melons fully uncovered were beyond words. She giggled… She asked me “, Really?’ I said yes.
Vidhya mam: Vikram, you said you were holding something, seeing me now!
Me: Yes
Vidhya mam: So that’s why I’m here to help you.
And hearing these words from her, I was hard again, this time I went near her, took her hand and kept on my bulging shorts. Vidhya mam felt my hard dick on her hands, and she pressed it hard. Now I started kissing her, I went straight to her lips because I was starving. I just pulled her and pressed myself on her boobs and felt her hot, plump melons and started making out. After some time of kissing, I stopped, ran, shut the door and came back. This time, while kissing her neck and going down further, I started tearing her dress and just licking every inch of her. Vidhya mam was enjoying the way I did and didn’t resist me.
I was totally into her smelling her neck, kissing it and occasionally biting her lips. I have now moved to her melons. The first thing that I did on her boobs was to smell them ahh…. She was scented all over naturally, and I couldn’t control myself and just gave as many kisses and suckings on her boobs, and I licked each bit of her like a wild animal who had been starving for years. She then took control over me and removed my shorts to see my dick, which was rock hard. She then went on her knees and started giving me a head job with her warm, hot mouth, which I could feel as she stroked and choked my entire dick into her mouth. She gave me hard strokes and then slowed down. Vidhya mam was a pro at blowing my dick, and I enjoyed watching her do so. After some time, I took her to my bed and made her lie on my bed and just went on to lick her wet pussy. I licked that much with passion that she moaned loudly saying “ eyy Vikram…ahh…ahhhh” and since the wild foreplay was done, I took my dick and slowly inserted it inside her pussy and started giving slow and steady strokes to which she moaned and responded with a slutty look in her eyes, biting her lips. Seeing her doing so, I went hard and fast now and started to kiss her lips with my saliva on her, and she enjoyed my action, and this continued for a while.
I then removed my dick and asked her to go in doggy, to which she went. I was now caressing her back with both my hands and holding her butt cheeks. I inserted my dick and hit hard. She was completely helpless and was biting the pillow to resist moaning, but she couldn’t. I was in full form, hitting her back while seeing her butt cheeks bounce whenever I hit a stroke. Wow, what a woman she was, and I was enjoying each bit of her. This continued for a while, and I was to end it and asked her where I was supposed to cum, and she said, “Vikram, just cum inside me… Plssss” I did as my Vidhya mam said. I cummed inside her, and we both hugged each other after that and slept for a while, kissing. I asked her how it was, and she replied, saying “top notch”.
After this incident, we made out whenever we got time and whenever Shekar Sir was out of town. In the kitchen, washing area, sometimes on the terrace and even in Vidhya mam’s room! And Vidhya mam had a friend named Kowsalya. I’ll continue writing about what happened with her in my next story.
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