Widow’s sexual journey in Bangalore

“No no.. That’s wrong”, she said. “I am older than you. And… no… it’s wrong”
“What’s wrong in that? To my eyes, you are a beautiful woman. I am sorry if I offended you, but I don’t see anything wrong with it.”

“How do you do it? Do you think of people or just watch porn?”
“How can you even ask me something like that?”, she said blushing.

“Come on, Sumitha. Tell me.”
“I.. don’t know. I definitely don’t watch porn. I just do it when I feel horny. I don’t think we should talk about this anymore.”

“What’s so wrong in that? We are both adults. And I have never been so open with anyone else. You wanna do it, I wanna do it. So what’s so wrong in that? If you want maybe we can even help each other out”, I said as if it wasn’t a big deal.

She looked at me with awe and disbelief. It was as if I said something that should never have been said.

“That’s enough talking for tonight”, she said as she stood up. “Go to bed. Goodnight.”

She walked off. I thought I had really offended her. I followed her and asked her to stop. She stopped but didn’t face me.

“I am sorry if I crossed any limits,” I said.
“Mmm. Goodnight.” And she tried to walk.

I suddenly held her hand to prevent her from leaving. It wasn’t anything new. We were really close and we usually hugged without any bad intentions. But this time, I felt a spark.

“Please, Sumitha. At least face me. I don’t wanna leave things like this. Are you okay?”

She turned around. Her face was red. She was blushing and her lips were trembling. “I am fine”.

She was taking deep breaths. I understood that she was turned on. I looked deep into her eyes and said: “Wow, you are really beautiful.”

She looked at me with big unblinking eyes. I could feel her breath. She then looked down, breaking the eye contact. I slowly lifted her face with my hand. She really liked that move. I kept my hand on her left cheek and she just leaned onto it. I leaned towards her and kissed her. She suddenly withdrew and looked at me in surprise. I understood that she had rejected me.

“I’m sorry,” I said as I walked backward.
“No, wait”, she said. “Nobody has touched me like that since my husband.. it… it felt nice.”

She walked towards me and embraced me. It wasn’t like we hugged before. She pressed her body against mine. I put my arms around her and kissed her. We kissed passionately for a few seconds. She then stopped and withdrew.

“Vicky, I haven’t been touched like this since my husband died. I will need some time before we..”
“I understand. I can till you feel comfortable with me. Until then, let me help you”, I said, keeping my hands on her thigh.

“Help me with what?”
“Help you in pleasuring yourself”, I said as I slowly grazed her thighs.

She just looked at me and then looked away. I again started kissing her. My hands moved all over her body, feeling her curves. She was wearing a t-shirt and pants. I slowly squeezed her breasts over her t-shirt. My other hand slowly went between her thighs and started to massage her between her legs. I felt her breathing increase and her shivering.

Please wait…

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