Incident with Deeksha Aunty in Bangalore – Part 1

Hey guys, this is Preetham (name changed) from Bangalore. I have been reading all these ISS stories for the past year, and I even have a story that I wanted to share with you guys, which I never shared with anyone.

Okay, let me begin my story without wasting much time. I’m a 26-year-old, almost 6 ft tall, with a good physique, dusky, and average-looking guy, and I stay with my parents. I’m a Kannadiga.

This is based on a true story, and this incident happened 5 years ago when I was 21. I still have all the scenes in my mind clearly, and I wanted to share them with you guys.

At that time, I was doing my engineering, and my mom was a housewife, and my dad used to work. I never thought this incident would happen in my life because I was not into these kinds of things much, as I was more focused on studies and gym. I was working out for 2 years, just to maintain my body; not to impress anyone, as that would give me happiness.

I’m a good dude who doesn’t know much; just me, house, gym – that was my daily routine. Most gym people will know this: if you’re working out for long months or years, your testosterone will be high, and you’re going to feel hot while sleeping. Also, you have to masturbate, or you won’t get sleep. That used to happen with me as well. So, I used to masturbate while watching porn.

One day, a new tenant moved into our upper floor. They were from North India, and the guy used to work at some hotel, and his wife (the heroine of this story), Deeksha Aunty (name changed), was a housewife. She was too beautiful (5’4″ height, size 34-28-32, maybe I don’t know much). As my mom was also a housewife, they became good friends.

My mom used to invite Deeksha Aunty to our home for household chores sometimes. I used to see Deeksha Aunty, and she used to smile and greet me sometimes. As I was an introvert, I was not talking or looking at Deeksha Aunty much, but she used to say hello whenever we saw each other. Slowly and gradually, I used to think about Deeksha Aunty and started masturbating because she was too beautiful.

And I started to think of making out with Deeksha Aunty. I started greeting Deeksha Aunty more whenever my mom was not around. I used to smile at her, and she used to smile back. This continued for months. After completing my 3rd year of engineering, I had a break, and I usually spent time in my room. My mom used to call Deeksha Aunty for drying clothes in the terrace as she couldn’t lift much weight. Deeksha Aunty used to help my mom pick clothes and dry them up in the terrace.

One day, I was in the house, and my mom wanted to go out for shopping. So, she called me and gave me the keys to the tenant’s house and told me to hand them over to Deeksha Aunty as she was out. I said yes, and my mom left the house. After an hour, I went for a bath, as it was like 1 pm, and it was a holiday. I used to bathe late. So, I was in the shower and heard a door knock. I just peeped in the door, and it was Deeksha Aunty. I was so excited. I was like, “Aunty, 1 min. I’m in the shower,” and wrapped a towel around my wet body and stepped out of the bathroom. My dick got erected, and it was bulged out of my towel.

But I was just focusing on Deeksha Aunty, talking to her like, “Aunty, mom went out. But the keys are here on the table.” I was scanning her whole body, and she noticed. I was just making conversation with her, just to scan her body. She was talking, and while talking, she saw how my towel was bulged. But she didn’t tell anything or react. Just for 2 minutes, we talked, and Deeksha Aunty left. While talking, I noticed she was blushing a bit, and her nipples were hard. I could see it out of her chudidar dress. After she went, I went in the shower and masturbated. It felt like heaven. I wanted to put my towel down and wanted to show my whole body to her, but I didn’t have that much courage.

After that, everything was going normal. And finally, one day, in the morning, my mom was like, “Today, I’m going out with dad. I’ll be coming late, and I’ve prepared food for you. There are some dresses in the washroom. I’ll inform Deeksha to pick it up and dry.” After that, she left. My evil mind kicked in, and I planned something.

Deeksha Aunty’s husband used to leave for work at 10 am, and I was fully aware. After 1 hour, I heard the sound of Deeksha Aunty coming from her house. I quickly went into the washroom, got naked, and started showering. I heard a knock on the door, and I just peeped out. It was Deeksha Aunty in a nighty. This time, I put some body wash all over my body and opened the door while wrapping a towel around me. I was like, “Deeksha Aunty, come in… sorry, I was showering. The clothes are inside.” She was like, “Okay, will you give, or shall I come later?” I told her, “No, Aunty… It’s fine… Come in and take it.”

I don’t know, I was lost in the moment, guys. It was so good. She came inside the washroom and was about to pick up the clothes. I went in and acted as if the towel fell down, and my dick was so hard and erected. It was 7.5 inches, I guess. I acted like the body wash made my eyes hurt, and I was rubbing my eyes. I watched as she was watching my dick as she was about to lift the bucket of clothes. I just hugged her from behind, and she didn’t react or anything. I got more confident. And it was so good, like heaven. Ahhh… I was hugging her, and my dick was touching her back.

I was touching her all over her body. She was super turned on, and she said, “Ahhh, Preetham, ummm, let me take these clothes.” But I started hugging her tight and started pressing her boobs. She was like, “Aahhhhh, Preetham, ummm.” I started kissing her neck and started to touch her pussy. She started moaning more, “Aahhhhh, ufffff,” standing only.

I started fingering her pussy, and she was enjoying a lot. She was moaning crazy, like, “Aahhhhh, ufffff.” While standing, my hands were inside her nighty, all over. Ahhh!!! It was like heaven. We were kissing more. And after kisses, I lifted her nighty and started to finger her pussy more.

She was rubbing my dick as I hugged her tight and started to move. She was like, “Aahhh, Preetham, fuckkk, chodo.” But I was moving, and said, “You are so hot, omgggg!” She took my dick to her pussy and inserted it. I pushed her to the wall, fucking her nicely. She was moaning, “Aahh, fuckk…” while hugging me. She was hugging super tight while biting my shoulder which turned me super on.

After fucking her nicely, I cummed on her stomach and made her bend again. I climbed on her while holding her hair and grabbed her boobs with my left hand. She was enjoying a lot and say things like, “Aahhh, you are toughhhh… please leave meeeeee,” and all that but in reality, she wanted to be fucked like a whore. It was a hell of an experience.

After that, she left, and we used to smile at each other; that’s it. After a few months, my college started, and they moved to North India because of their job location.

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Bye, guys.