Hey guys, this is my experience of receiving my first blowjob, not from a girlfriend but from a 32-year-old South Indian nattu kattai (bombshell).
So, this second one happened in 2023. I’d just finished college. I wasn’t just learning sex stuff, but also business reading books, doing courses, levelling up. My uncle has a furniture shop in the village. I’ve been helping him since day one; now he’s making a crore a year.
Uncle: Bro, I told you to hire a salesperson, right? One girl came. Check her out, see if we should take her.
Me: Sure, uncle.
Went to the shop, that’s where I met our story’s heroine, Valli. 32 years old, busty, curvy, dusky skin. Big boobs barely fitting in her blouse. Big soft ass – completes the whole feminine vibe. In our area, we call girls like her ‘naattu kattai.’
I went to her, smiled, introduced myself, and gave her tea.
Even before starting the interview, I decided to hire her just by looks – the first quality of a salesperson is beauty, right? Surprise: she actually had knowledge too. Decent education.
I gave her a sweet and told her, “Join anytime.”
I like treating people to make them happy. Readers, notice my approach – give respect, comfort, good time, earn trust. It’s a slow process.
Valli: Big smile, “Thank you, Sir.”
Me: Call me by name. Don’t like elders calling me Sir.
I gave her my number, “Any help, just call.” After that, whenever I went to the shop, she’d smile. I’d check if everything was okay, ask about work, tease and make her laugh. She started having a soft spot for me.
Valli: Got a girlfriend? Girls love guys like you.
Me: There are too many beautiful women on this planet. Can’t stick to one for life.
Valli: Don’t say that. With your character, love, care, and kindness, you’ll get a really good girl.
Me: But my girlfriend is already married. What to do?
Valli: You said no girlfriend. Who is she? Why didn’t she wait for marriage?
Me: She’s the most beautiful woman, like a sculptor carving a statue, a beautiful painting.
Valli: Ayyo, romantic hero? Tell me who. Don’t keep me waiting.
Me: It’s you, Valli.
Valli blushed and tapped my shoulder. Thought it was a joke.
Me: You can think it’s a joke, but you’re really beautiful.
I started describing her beauty in my special style.
Valli: Stop, stop. If you talk like this, I’ll fall for you.
Me: Fall if you want. No objection from me.
Valli: Pinched my arm. Coming here tomorrow? Tomorrow is my birthday.
I made some excuse and said I can’t come. Her face fell. But I had a plan.
That night, I went home, planned a surprise cake cutting, and a small gift.
The next day, late afternoon, I went to the shop. She was in a silk saree – looking damn hot. The saree hugged her curves tight, made me horny – boobs standing proud, ass shaking. I went behind her, closed her eyes.
Valli: I know it’s you by your perfume smell.
I have a unique perfume collection – only perfume nerds would know. She turned, super happy seeing me.
I shook her hand and said, “Girls like you get married early, what’s left for guys like us?”
Valli: How old do you think I am?
Me: 25-26.
Valli: Today I turn 32.
Me: Aunty?
Valli: Oy, yesterday you said “beauty”, today, aunty?
Me: Young and beautiful, Valli aunty.
She pinched, “Don’t call aunty.”
Uncle’s little daughter ran in, “Happy birthday, Valli aunty!”
Me: Kids don’t lie. Valli aunty.
We laughed. She gave an angry look. I told her about the cake-cutting plan and invited her. After the cake, I gave a small gift (open later as per my instructions).
I was drinking hot milk with my uncle’s kids. Before leaving, she came to me: “Today, super happy. In the first year of marriage, I celebrated like this. After that, you’re the first who did this for me.”
Me: How to not celebrate Valli aunty turning aunty?
She hit my hand, and hot milk spilt on my pants. No underwear. Ran to the bathroom, started cleaning with cold water. Didn’t notice Valli standing there. She came inside.
Valli: Remove your pants, I’ll clean.
Me: No, no underwear. I’ll handle.
Valli: Because of me. I’ll take care.
Removed pants fully, stood naked. She squatted, started cleaning my dick and lap with water. Her soft hands rubbing my dick felt happy and horny. Dick started getting hard. After a minute, “Better now?”
Me: You go out, I’ll dress.
That night, Valli messaged: How is it now?
Me: Still some hot sensation.
Valli: Send a photo.
Me: No.
Valli: Saw in person already. Send.
I sent a fully erect penis photo – thick, veiny, standing.
Valli: 😲
Me: What?
Valli: Tomorrow, I need to check once. Coming to your house. Your mom called and said to help with the check-up.
Me: Okay.
Everyone in the family knows Valli – she helps mom with shopping and hospital visits when in town. Came home many times.
The next morning, Valli came in tight white churidar. Whatever she wears, her curves look hot. Boobs are tight, ass shape visible.
She came to my room and called my name. I said I am in the bathroom. She waited in the room. I came out with a towel. She pulled me to bed, pulled a towel. She grabbed my dick – all in 5 seconds. No time to resist.
She kissed my head, lips, and dick. Stroked to full hard, licked head with tongue, slowly swallowed, started blowjob. Her wet lips sucking, hands rubbing tension up and down, her mood peaked.
After 7 minutes of intense sensual touch, my dick gave her what she wanted – a thick, cum load which she swallowed. “Yesterday you showed me, today I will show my love. Your dick photo made me super horny, rubbed pussy all night.”
I didn’t reply, fully enjoying my first blowjob. Her mouth was wet, warm, circling my dick, tension high, low, playing. Mom called from the hall, and she quickly washed her mouth in the bathroom. I pushed her on the bed, kissed her lips, pressed her boobs, she pushed, mom coming, going.
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