Hi friends, I am posting my first story which happened at my younger age. I’m Sandeepfrom Rasantha. With the onset of my teenage, the hormones in me never weresilent. The changes in my throat, pubic hairs, armpits, mustache,beard allsurprised me one by one. It’s during my high schooling that I noticed all thesechanges. But above all these changes the most impacting is the attractiontowards the female assets.
With the years passing by and going deeper into the teenagemade me think deeper into female curves and the ultimate excitement. I slowlystarted stating female beauty, sometimes watching the glimpses of cleavages,naval exposures, thigh exposure and likewise whenever possible here and there. WhenI was in the middle of my teenage we need to change our house to a newlocation. It was a two portion house and both are located within a single househaving only
Ground floor, common backyard and front side some open spacebetween the doors and the entry gate. Our neighbors are Riyaaz and his wifeSultana with five children among them, the first three are daughters and fourthone is a son and last one is again a daughter.My instant arousal was the moment I saw Sultana who is 41 years old,very fair, above average height, a little more chubby which made every asset ofher very attractive with heights higher and troughs more deeper.
At the moment I saw her, I kept staring at her till myfather called me from inside the house to arrange households properly as wehave just shifted. Their daughters never came into my thoughts there afterbecause of the fact that teenage guys always want larger and heavier femaleassets. Within a week I came to know that Sultana doesn’t care very much abouther saree and blouse position during her household work and mostly she attendsalmost all the household work at the back side of our house like washingclothes, utensils, cleaning etc.
Along with an old maid servant and with a little help fromher daughters and her husband never seen at home during day time as he leavesfor work in the morning and comes back only to sleep. I observed that she spends most of her time in the backyard attending works. Itoo tried as much as possible to spend time in the back of our house foroccasional glimpse of her cleavage. She has a large bosom and she never bothersabout the position of her pallu and blouse.
I also observed thatshe never wears either brassier or panty underneath her blouse or saree. Almostdaily I used to have deeper glimpses of her cleavages. Sometimes her saree getstucked into her ass crack when she stands after sitting for a while. This usedto make me horny. During some holidays when I was playing with her children intheir house I noticed that she was very casual about her attire. Many a timesshe used to put her pallu aside during work and even in
The presence of their daughters and son and me she used totake away her pallu to clean her sweat from face and stomach area. No oneseemed to bother her acts and feels it as most usual and never mind. This gaveme more chance to see her blouse without her saree on it. Usually her blouselooked like a overstuffed teddy bear toy. Nearly half of her breasts come outfrom her low cut blouse and create a deep cleavage. I used to forget everythingwhen I watch her cleavage of her breasts.
When on onetime she was sitting on the floor of her kitchenroom and doing something. For convenience she lifted her saree and petticoatup to her knees with her knees clearly outside showing a little bit of herthighs also. I stood there as if feeling tired of the play with her little son.She sitting in that position saw me and smiled at me and asked to me to take aglass of water from kitchen to drink.
I slowly went into the kitchen and took the water glass anddrank slowly and all the time watching her cleavage and a little of her thighs.She looked very causal and asked me to help her in cutting the vegetables. Iimmediately agreed feeling a thunder in my heart and happily sat before her.She was cutting onions and I’m arranging ladyfingers for cutting. During allthis time I’m watching her cleavage, thighs and uncovered naval. Her naval isvery deep due to her bubbly midriff.
She suddenly got tears in her eyes and I hurriedly askedwhat happened. She told these onions arenew, so I’m getting tears, what! are you not getting any? I told “yes even I’mgetting tears, She took off her pallu from her breast and swiped her tears smilingly and askedme to swipe mine with her saree tip. I bend forward going very near to her boobcleavage and looked deep into it and then took her pallu and swiped my tears.
I took a little longer to do this and kept looking at herbreast, covered only, with blouse. I got erection in my underwear but satsilently. She felt everything as very normal and during all this time she kepther pallu aside occasionally using it to swipe her sweat. During the secondweek I observed that daily evening at about eight o’clock she used to take bathin the back of our house, in the open space near the water well.
As there are high walls on all the sides there is no problemthat anyone may watch her. She also switches off the back lights. One day Icame from tuition early and tried to go to backyard. When I’m switching thebackyard light my gran-ma immediately stopped me saying that she is bathing atthe back side. I stopped on that day. But it made me restless and thus I cameto know that she baths outside at this time daily.
Next day again I came early at eight o’clock in the eveningto home and without the notice of anybody I slowly went to back of my housewalking on the side of my house. A fountain of hormones raised in me on thatmoment with what I saw there. She is totally nude and sat on a small woodenstool near the well and was bathing. I was standing in the dark and her backcovered with nothing was dimly visible from very little light.
Then after sometime she turned towards my side. I saw roundand large breasts slightly sagging, thick round thighs, deep naval all wet buther mound is not visible. It’s much darker near her pubic area because of dimlight. I kept watching till she completed. After completing she stood up,slowly swiped off the water droplets from her with a towel and covered herselfin that towel and went into her house. I felt almost feverish all the nightwith my tool fully erect all night.
An idea came to my mind and the next day on wards daily at 8 pmI used climb the stairs on to the terrace and from there I can watch her moreclosely and clearly. During these days I enjoyed staring at all over her bodyexcept her pussy. On a full moon day, it was very much like a visual delightfor me watching her taking bath near the well.
When she pours water over her it’s almost like she isbathing with moonlight and in turn the moonlight is sinking into her skingiving all its whiteness and brightness to her skin. She shines like Tajmahalin that moonlight. Her boobs are like the white marble domes of Taj, her legsand thighs like the four minars of the Taj, her body like shining Yamuna in thefull moonlight. This made many sleepless nights for me.