Busty Milf Shalini and her stud neighbors

I am writing a new story about a milf I met recently. Her name is Shalini, and she had several hot incidents in her life. Shalini was an absolute cougar. Her stories are slutty, and her body chubby. She makes for a great innocent fuckable milf, and a joy to jack off to. I will try my best to convey what she said to me.

The incident was roughly five years ago. Shalini was in her early 40s. She has been out of the job market for 3 years now. She left her to help her son study for the entrance exams. Once he was admitted to an engineering school, she was alone in an apartment. I would narrate it from her point of view.

Although the stress about my son had vanished, the boredom soon took over. My husband was busy with work. Also, we didn’t have any problem with money for me necessary to take up a job. We stayed in a 2 BHK apartment in Bangalore.

We had recently moved to a new apartment due to my husband’s change of jobs. I was planning to look for jobs. Meanwhile, I met the neighbors and the families. One of the houses on our floor had 4 guys staying in the apartment. All moved to Bangalore after graduation for the jobs.

I introduced myself one morning to them. But I could meet only two of them as one left early and the other was in the gym. I managed to see him later after his workout. He was Arjun. Arjun was well built, and his sweaty body was a sight to look at.

I did meet all of them. They were decent boys, and I liked talking to them about their life and college. So, I will know what my son might go into. I had invited them for dinner at our house, and it was a blast. Looking at Arjun made me take up some gym and exercise.

Although I was shy to do it, finally Arjun convinced me to go to the gym with him. It was in the morning after my husband left. So I had no problem accompanying him. We used the apartment gym, which hardly anyone used. We were the only ones using the entire facility.

The first day was tiring. I used to wear my husband’s tracks and a t-shirt for the gym. Arjun was a good coach. He taught me and helped whenever I needed it. I used to work on cardio. I would often ogle at Arjun while he was working out. Sometimes he used to remove his t-shirt. I felt he was teasing me.

Meanwhile, I had made acquaintances with the other families in the apartment. We used to have ladies’ parties in the afternoons and evenings, and many of the ladies used to ask about Arjun.

Meanwhile, I slowly changed my attire to tights, t-shirts, and sports bras. Sometimes we used to go jogging around the city, especially during the weekends. I couldn’t keep up with Arjun. I used to get tired. Then Arjun and I would walk back, talking about life in general.

One weekend Arjun made me jog and then go to the gym. My entire body was sweating, and he made me do more exercise. Now he was only in his trousers, with his sweaty body. I told him, “You men are so lucky. If you are sweaty, you can remove your clothes without consequences.”

Arjun replied, “Aunty, you too can. No one cares.” I answered, “Yes, they do.” He tried to console me and said it didn’t matter. But I continued my exercises.

The next day, I was having coffee with my apartment friend Amisha. We talked about our husbands, kids, and general apartment gossip. Finally, she asked me about Arjun and how he was. She especially praised his body and asked whether I had played with his cock.

I stopped her from saying anything nastier. It was not as if I hadn’t thought about it, but nothing had happened until now. I was thinking of breaking this.
The first thing I planned to do was show some more skin to Arjun and see how he reacts.

I am not fit like I was before. I have my stomach protruding, but I have a big ass, and my breasts are larger now. I looked at myself in the mirror with the sports bra and a green thong. I played with myself thinking about him. But I didn’t try it until the next weekend when we went to the gym after jogging.

We had a similar conversation as last time. But I told him I can’t handle this sweat and removed my top in the end. I was in a white sports bra and black tights. He stopped his exercise and was staring at me. I asked him, “What?” He answered slowly, “Nothing, you look hot, aunty.”

We continued our exercises, and he was staring at me more than working out. Now he removed his t-shirt and started to flex his body. I complained about how it is unfair to be topless. He said, “Aunty, you can remove it. I don’t mind.” I answered him, “Very funny. If you remove your pants, I will too.”

He was shocked for a while, then swiftly removed his pants. I could see the outline of his hard dick in his underwear and the tip coming out of his underwear. He said, “Aunty, now it’s your turn.” I argued, saying that it’s normal for men to be in their underwear but not women while staring at his hard penis.

We continued our exercises. He was touching me more now, especially when I used the dumbells. I could feel his penis. It was getting harder and harder. I did see him rubbing his penis over his underwear to make it stay hard. I wanted to touch it so bad. I was practically wet in my pussy.

I did get a scent of his hard penis at one point. After the exercise was done, I sat on the gym bench. He was standing in front of me drinking water, with his hard cock looking at me. I touched my pussy through the tights and stared at his cock. I broke the silence and said, “I will show him if he shows his hard cock.”

He came close to me and asked me to take it out myself. I was overwhelmed with my horny feeling and held it first through his shorts. I pulled his underwear, and it whipped right on my face. I could see the precum oozing out, and the smell was incredible.

I held at the base of the cock and started stroking it. I told him how beautiful his cock was. I could feel it get harder. I told him how his cock was better than my husband’s to get his juices flowing. He was fully hard by now. I slowly started to stroke. He had a surprising look on his face.

He had a bottle of water in one hand and a towel in the other. I used my other hands to massage his balls. He was looking up and moaning slightly. By his expression, I knew he was about to cum. I took his sweaty towel and blocked it, so all his cum was on his towel.

While somewhere on my finger, I smelled it and tasted it. I said a good boy and held his ball. He moaned and said, “That was great, aunty. I hope we can do more.” I said, “Let’s see,” and got up. I told him I had to leave, and before leaving, I turned around.

Now he was sitting on the bench naked, and I was standing. I undid my bra and massaged my breasts in front of him. I played with my nipples until it was hard. I asked him, “do you like it?” He just nodded with his mouth open.

I said, “Good, If you want more, this will be our secret.” I gave a peck on his lips, with my hands still on my breasts. I told him, “Better take care of it,” pointing at his cock, which was already hard.

I put my bra back, wore my t-shirt and returned to my apartment.

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