A mature woman had just moved into the neighbourhood. Her husband was a wealthy businessman who travelled a lot away from home for work and she had no problem with that as she was one of those self-reliant and very socially active women who kept herself busy. I soon realised she was a tycoon herself. She was the owner of many hotels in Singapore and, the Middle East. She was no longer an active partner in her businesses and had come to enjoy a year in India.
Her ultra-rich and luxurious lifestyle is what I have always wanted ever since my teenage years.
Her bungalow was huge, almost palatial. I had heard her businesses were worth in the millions not just crores. Her bungalow itself was rumoured to be the second most expensive piece of real estate in the city.
The lady was a well-built voluptuous woman of about 45. When she first arrived in the neighbourhood, she took the time to introduce herself to me and my husband. She introduced herself as Ashwini.
I believe that for most men, Mrs. Ashwini's presence was intoxicating. I had even caught my husband staring at her and he was one of those that hardly would look with any lust at a lady other than me. She had long black hair on her head, large, prominent breasts and wide hips.
During my daily morning jog in which I dragged my hubby along, I was amazed to see that even at her age, this mature buxom woman kept herself so fit.
When my husband had attended a call, Ashwini ji invited me for evening tea. Come any time post 5 pm, she said, She flashed a sweet smile and squeezed my hand gently.
I am a girl and I know that such a squeeze of the hand is not meant as just an expression of friendship, but has sexual intentions behind it. I was excited and curious to see what was going to happen in the evening with this attractive lady. I smiled and accepted her invitation.
It was time to shower some Kamini magic on Mrs. Ashwini.
I was eager for the evening to arrive. I wore a cute sleeveless kurta and very tight leggings. I did not want to expose my body too much because after all Ashwini ji was a mature woman and she might not like unnecessary exposure to my body.
Mrs. Ashwini always wore a sari. She would show her voluptuous curves and wore deep back blouses and except for a hint of her belly folds, she never exposed anything else.
It was around 5 in the evening when I knocked on the door of her house. A beautiful maid opened the door.
She asked me to go upstairs. "Madam is getting ready now and has instructed me to send you upstairs."
Saying this the maid paused and smiled. I climbed the stairs and the door of the room was slightly open I knocked softly on the door and entered inside. There was moisture in the air due to the effect of someone having just showered, soon Mrs. Ashwini entered the room wrapped in a towel. Mrs.Ashwini was a voluptuous and very curvy lady hence the towel barely covered her thighs and also her breasts were only half covered in them. I was able to view her smooth and fair, thick thighs.
She came towards me and kissed my cheek. 'I'm so glad you could come to my house, let me get ready after my shower, so come join me. Without saying anything else, she took my hand in hers and led me to the dressing table, where she sat in front of a large mirror.
She started applying her makeup, applying her red lipstick and combing her long black hair. She was a sexy and sensual woman, and I started watching her closely. Ashwini Ji kept looking at me in the mirror again and again. I noticed that she had kept her hair trimmed under her armpits.
The sight of her hairy armpits started to excite me strangely. Generally, women keep their entire bodies smooth, but the sight of these hairs under the arms of Ashwini ji was interesting. Ashwini ji now started applying lotion on her shoulders and arms.
With a sweet voice, she asked, "Kamini, can you rub this lotion on my back and massage it."
I was a little stunned. The idea of touching Mrs. Ashwini's skin seemed quite bold to me. I was hesitating, but Ashwini ji was looking at me very closely in the mirror. Soon I started applying the lotion to Ashwini ji's body. Uffff Ashwini ji's skin was very soft and smooth. The sensations I felt were electric. I was beginning to find this act of massaging a woman's back quite erotic.
I started to get horny so I massaged her as slowly and sensually as possible, kneading her shoulders with both my hands and reducing the tension in her neck muscles.
Mrs Ashwini patted her back against me and started moving her head from side to side and started moaning very lightly 'Ah, it feels so good Kamini. You are giving such a good massage, I am getting rid of all the stress because of it."
He raised her right hand and placed it on my left hand, squeezing it. 'Thank you, my dear, this aunty appreciates what you are doing.
I blushed and stammered back 'Oh, it's okay." I'm happy to help you..."
Ashwini ji said, "Kamini, will you massage my back properly? There is magic in your hands, my dear Kamini."
I placed my hand on the edge of the towel wrapped around her.
"Kamini,' she said, 'let me help you" With that, she untied the towel and let it slide down from her shoulders to her waist and wrapped her towel around her waist. Her smooth and milky back was now exposed. But it was not just her soft back that caught my eye, rather, my gaze was drawn towards her large and heavy breasts which were now visible to me in the mirror. Ashwini ji had very big breasts, and they were bouncing as the towel wrapped around them had fallen to the ground.
Mrs.Ashwini saw me staring at her body and she smiled seductively.
She said, "You can see, dear, why your aunty's shoulders hurt. This is due to the movement of these large melons I have. I at times envy women with breasts like yours; You don't have too much of this extra weight to bear."
Mrs. Ashwini had huge breasts which for her age were not sagging yet and still quite firm. mesmeric is the word for her huge breasts.
She continued "But these big breasts of mine, they have given me a lot of pleasure for many years. Men love them, and my husband is still crazy about my breasts."
Ashwini Ji bent down in front of me and I stopped massaging her shoulders, and just placed my hands on either side of her shoulders. Now Ashwini ji sat in front of me with her big breasts visible to me. As she was turning to face me, her big breasts started swaying and my eyes remained mesmerised by them.
Upon seeing me staring at her breasts, Ashwini ji smiled and said, "It is not only men who are attracted to them though, it is not only men who love them." Ashwini winked at me mischievously
" You would be surprised, how many times I have seen women staring at my breasts." Hearing this, I got nervous and bout couldn't stop staring at her breasts.
"Kamini, you will be surprised at the type of women too -- respectable women, married women, upper caste women, they love to stare at my breasts." Saying this she pointed with her eyes towards her breasts. I was feeling very shy because of her gaze which was now fixed on my blouse too. Ashwini ji continued, "And you know, Kamini, I like to catch ladies looking at my body and my breasts. It makes me happy to know that they too want me, that they too want to caress my breasts."
I turned away with shyness and Ashwini held my hand and turned me around to face her once again. "You see, Kamini, it's a special touch, a woman's touch that is. Her touch is much gentler, more sensitive, more sensual than men."
I just stood there not knowing what to say. I must say Mrs Ashwini was a very talkative lady.
She continued "I like to get them squeezed by men too, as I love it when my husband squeezes them hard.. tweaking my nipples, but it's a woman's touch that I crave more. That's why I love women and how they make me feel!"
Now I was blushing. Ashwini ji held my hands and started caressing them.
"Have you met any lesbians before, Kamini?" I shook my head no, I was shocked by this question. 'You've probably come across women like this - there are other women out there who have lesbian desires. Such women whom you cannot even imagine. Well, I have had intense lesbian tendencies for years now. I hope this won't bother you" - she raised my hand towards her lips and started kissing my soft manicured hands.
'Most women have lesbian desires at one time or another. Most women find other women attractive."
She stood up, and the towel fell further below, revealing her naked voluptuous body. 'Do you like what you see, Kamini?'
I was trembling with a mixture of uncertainty and desire. What was this woman doing to me? I had entered her house without any sexual thoughts, and now I was standing in front of her magnificent naked body. I was unable to speak upon seeing her huge breasts.
'I think you are enjoying this view a lot, Kamini." Ashwini ji said.
"Don't worry, Kamini, many married women have reacted like you, afraid to express their desires for another woman. But when those women expressed those desires to me, they did not regret it." Saying this, Ashwini ji raised her hand and placed it behind my neck. Now she was very close to me 'Come close to aunty, I have what you need."
She pulled me forward towards her. Her breasts were only an inch apart from my blouse. Both of us were breathing heavily. "Come touch me, Kamini, feel the weight of my heavy breasts. I will love you like my own."
She raised her arms above her head. Her breasts were still in front of me and her nipples were erect. I moved forward tentatively, eager for my first touch of a woman's breasts. Before massaging her breasts with the palms of my hands, I put some lotion on my hands.
