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Madhu, the sexy milf, had taken a black dildo and laid on her bed. She looked at the dildo for a second and started to suck it. By looking at her facial expressions, one can easily say she was doing it for the time. I was very shocked to see the lusty side of her and badly wanted to shove my cock in her mouth.

Within a few minutes, she was sucking and giving blowjob to the dildo like a professional pornstar. Madhu had taken out the dildo from her mouth and kept it at the entrance of her glory hole. But she was hesitating to ride it into her pussy walls.

I was rigorously stroking my dick by watching her act. Madhu kept the dildo aside and started to play a porn video on her mobile. She got tempted and was pressing her left boob with her left hand. She slowly started fingering her pussy with her right hand and was moaning loudly.

As she locked the door and her parents were on the ground floor. There is no chance for them to hear the moaning sounds. I increased my pace and reached the climax by unloading a huge amount of cum on the steps. By then, Madhu too completed her fingering and got relaxed.

She got up and picked a knee-length satin gown from the cupboard and wore it. There was complete satisfaction on her face. She switched off the lights and dozed for the night. I, too, went to my room and laid on the bed naked. I clearly made my mind that at any cost, I want to fuck her, and dozed off.

From the next day onwards, I became busy with my work schedule. I used to reach the room after office hours. Day by day, I became very close to Madhu’s parents. Madhu comes home, daily at night by her scooty, after closing the boutique. By the time, when she reaches home, I would be playing with her kid.

I started the reverse game by ignoring her and behaved like that she doesn’t exist for me. Slowly, she used to stare at me whenever I pass by her. Gradually, she used to smile at me, and she further proceeded and used to greet me. My charm was working on her, and slowly I became close to her too.

By this time, three to four months passed by. One day, Mr. Gopi came to my room and asked if I can do a favor for him. He requested me to accompany him for a close relatives wedding function in Hyderabad.

I thought for a while. But he insisted that the wedding is a weekend. So there won’t be any problem for me or no need to apply for a leave. I agreed, and he wholeheartedly thanked me and happily left the place.

Meanwhile, he booked bus tickets for the journey, and arranged for the accommodation. Two days before our departure, the old man had slipped while climbing the steps. He had a minor fracture in his leg, and the doctor told him to take two weeks’ complete bed rest.

I thought the trip will be canceled. But then I heard the sweetest words from my house owner’s mouth. He requested Madhu to join me for the wedding. My joy had no boundaries, but I did not show any excitement. I thought she would straightaway say no, to her father’s proposal.

But to my surprise, she immediately agreed to go with me. She looked at me and gave me a gentle smile. I went to my room and danced with happiness and packed the bag.

We started our journey on Friday night at 7:00 on a Volvo sleeper bus. My sex goddess is sitting beside me in the same seat. My dick was trying to come out from the denim jeans I was wearing. I was desperately trying to start a conversation, but my mind was filled with fear.

To my surprise, for the first time, Madhu started the conversation. We started to chat, and within two hours, we knew each other’s families, hobbies, and personal lives. She was feeling free, and we started behaving like close friends who knew each other for years.

I was calling her ‘Aunty’ throughout the conversation, as she was 13 years elder to me. Madhu was feeling drowsy, so I told her to rest. She laid at the window side. I sat far away from her in the second seat. Madhu asked me why I was sitting.

I replied, “The seats are very congested, aunty. If I sleep next to you, it will be uneasy and inconvenient for you.”

For that, she replied, “First, stop calling me aunty,” there was some mysterious shyness on her face, “Second, please make yourself comfortable and just sleep.” I said, “Ok, Madhu,” and lay beside her. I was experiencing butterflies in my stomach. I wanted to fuck her badly, but I kept calm.

I don’t want to look like a cheap and desperate dude who was waiting to pound on her flesh. We both slept, and morning at 5:00, she woke me up as we reached the destination. We reached the hotel where the room was booked. It was a well known three-star hotel in Hyderabad.

Mr. Gopi had booked a single room, as we both were men. But, Madhu accompanied me, so it is difficult for her to share the room with me. I enquired if any rooms are available. Luck was in my favor. There were no extra rooms, as it is the weekend. So, we had no option except to share the room.

Madhu agreed, and we both checked in. I requested Madhu to take a bath first and get ready. I informed her that I will wait at reception until she gets ready. She said, “No, it’s ok, I don’t have any problem, stay here.”

She had taken a red designer blouse and matching petticoat with her to the bathroom. I lay on the bed and was dreaming about how to fuck her. My dirty mind was provocating me to show some intentions that I wanted to fuck her. So I got up from the bed, removed all clothes, and became nude.

I tied a towel to my waist and wanted to expose my muscled body. Then she came out of the bathroom, wearing the blouse and petticoat. She has covered herself with a towel. The water droplets dripping on her body made her even sexier. My dick started to rise, and the bulge was clearly visible.

She noticed it, and just gave a gentle smile. I went inside the bathroom and took a bath. While coming outside, I tied a towel loosely to the waist, so that I can drop the towel and show her my manhood. When I came outside, she has already wrapped herself in a beautiful red colored costly chiffon saree.

She had taken her saree pallu in hand and posing like a model in saree asked me, “How am I looking?” My dick got erected within seconds, and the towel I was tying fell on the ground. By looking at my dick, she opened her mouth wide with shock.

I thought she will close her eyes after a second. But to my surprise, she was scanning my whole body. I immediately took the towel, tied to my waist, and explained to her it was unintentional. I was repeatedly saying sorry to her. She replied to me, “Calm down, I can understand, no need to worry.”

While talking, she was examining my body parts with her eyes. There was a little shyness on her face. But, she understood my intentions and concluded that I wanted her in my bed. I got ready, and we both reached the wedding hall. There, Madhu got busy with relatives, and I did not disturb her.

She got all the attention at the wedding hall. One can easily say that all the men out there were staring her like hungry dogs craving for meat. The marriage ritual was completed, then she came and sat beside me. She started to thank me for attending the wedding with her.

She felt very happy about meeting all her relatives after a long time. We both started to leave because already it’s evening 4:00. The bus we wanted to board will leave at night at 8:00.

It already became 5:30 when we reached the hotel. After entering the room, she became emotional and started to cry. I went a bit closer to her and made her sit on the bed. I put my hand around her shoulder. She leaned on me and cried for a while. I consoled her and slowly slid my hand from her shoulder to her waist.

The touch of her bare skin sent shivers down my spine. My cock started growing in my pants. Her hand was on my thigh, and my growing dick reached it. I took a step forward and held her waist harder by pressing it.

I involved her in the conversation by saying, “I don’t know how to console you. It’s ok to cry out and leave your burden out.” I was saying all those to comfort her while my hands worked on her waist. I started caressing her back. She started responding to my touch and got closer into my arms.

Now I slowly started easing my grip on her and leaving her free. I suddenly removed my hands off her. I said, “Sorry, Madhu, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. Sorry if I touched you inappropriately.” She was in confusion but not in a state to avoid me.

She said, “It’s ok. Please hold me, I am feeling better that way.” I stopped consoling her and started to make her laugh with my words. She started to feel better and slowly stopped crying. My dick got hard as I was caressing her and watched her beauty closely.

I slowly slid my hands on her shoulder to drop her pallu. I didn’t understand if she forgot the world by staying in my arms. Or if she felt ok for me to drop her pallu. Let the reason be anything. But now her pallu was off, and I got a nice view of her soft boobs stuffed inside her blouse.

I slowly slid my hands down her shoulder to her waist and pressed it. I started feeling her side boobs along the waist while rubbing her waist to comfort her. I felt that was the moment and held her face up with my hand on her chin. We looked deep into each other’s eyes.

As she held her head up, I took her hand and guided it to feel my hard cock over my pants. She maintained that deep look into my eyes. I leaned forward to take her lips into mine. I smooched her lips. We slowly started kissing with our mouths open and our tongues playing in the pool of saliva.

She was trying to take her hand off my dick. But I held her hand and made her rub on my dick while we kissed. She started kissing me so well. I worked with both my hands to remove her blouse hooks in the front. I slid my fingers along her blouse to feel her boobs.

I guided them to the hooks, and as I removed the first hook. She stopped kissing me and went back.