Page 02
The Melting
Late at night, usually Asha chatted with Rahul, while Arushi read Harry Potter. This silence in their room was popped off with a needle by the loud rap coming from Jason's house next door. Asha got fairly irritated while Arushi seemed to enjoy the quick rap, although young enough to not take the obscene lyrics seriously.
"Wwwow didi! That kallu is such a rap lover! So cool!"
Asha hushed her sister once again and implied her to not use fowl words and rather go to sleep, but Arushi was in no mood to sleep, instead she got up on the bed and began to shake her hips and ass to the rap music that reached her ears very conviniently. Clad in her regular shorts and a night top, she looked adorable and bubbly and had quite a juicy big ass for her age. Asha looked at her jiggly younger sister and pouted...
"Gawd...Aru, make sure you loose some weight first before you dance!"
Arushi poked a tongue out to her elder sister while she shook her body at full rythm to the music, and then cooed back...
"Oh really didi? Look at yourself! You will become like mom soon!"
Asha had always secretly been proud of her curves and therefore she didn't mind. Ignoring her younger sister, she crossed one thick leg over the other, brushing her pillowy thighs against one another and focused on her sweet chats with Rahul.
In the meantime, Arushi danced and shook her hips, oblivious to the fact that she was actually being watched by Jason from his window pane. The tall negro had just taken a night shower and felt his black dong vibrate on watching the sweet plump bubbly girl dance on the bed. He tweaked his crowny head when noticed how fair and fat Arushi's thighs which were normally exposed due to her red shorts.
One thing Jason loved for sure was beating his big black meat at the least most occasions. Watching Arushi dance and sway her big bum and plump body made Jason circle his fingers around his raging meat and knead it with the rhythm of his music. His 'plop plop' sounds complimented the rap song being played.
"Dayum! Like mother like daughter! Aw man! Pawg family! Yeah baby...shake that booty fo me! Yeaaah!"
Jason rubbed his black sausage while sweet Arushi danced innocently to the filthy rap song and soon when a moment came when the music had brought in a kissing like smoochy sound, Arushi made a pout with her own sweet lips and even though she did out of childish playfulness, Jason wacked his meat even harder and let out a low grunt, shooting three to four heavy wads against the wall space below the window.
"Motha fokin dayum! I love mah new house!"
Jason relaxed after calming his enraged black python back into its normality. Eventually the music ended and Arushi cuddled upto her teddy pillow for a sleep, oblivious to the pervert next door.
Next morning :
After breakfast Kavita stepped inside her car and once again Asha eyed Jason staring shamelessly at her before she got inside onto her seat. The perverse stare irritated her and it was even more annoying since it came from a stranger negro who unfortunately was her neighbour.
Kavita who was driving the car was well aware of these things, but she never imagined anything negative or so and ignored it, thinking it was just the perverse nature of men.
To divert her mind from her negro neighbour, Kavita talked about the most normal things a mother usually did.
Kavita : Ashu, this is your last year and before you get wrapped up in the wedding and all, better you focus well in your studies.
Asha : cmmon maa, studies are going great, don't worry about it!
Arushi : sure maa! Didi studies sooo much, specially before bedtime! Right di? (Makes a teasy face)
Asha pats her sister's back, implying her to shutup. Eventually after dropping Asha, Kavita along with her bubbly younger Arushi reached college and got along with their regular stuff.
Lunch time - staff room :
During recess the topic between the two besties was surprisingly Jason once again!
Parul bit on her achaar dipped chapati and widened her eyes, pouting..
"Oh my! Kavi now you became a cook for your neighbour?? Wow...."
Kavita didn't like the sound of it and pouted...
"That sounded so bizzare! Why should I become his cook? He just asked for a tiffin as a trial and uhm anyways I don't think he will like it much, I might be spared for the rest of my life!"
Parul although was quite conservative as Kavita, had still some latent kinky nature inside her and she suddenly became this very very shameless saheli who enjoyed teasing her bestie!
"By the way Kavi, did you ummmm give him anything more than your tiffin?"
Kavita got angry at her bestie. There were certainly occasions where Parul loved to pull her leg, but this context was not that delightful at all.
"Huh...what do you mean Paru??"
The buxom salwar kameez clad woman shook a bit and in the meantime Parul stopped her eating and traced a finger on her friend's wrist, around her decent looking watch, while pouting....
"Kavi! Trust me....don't get mad, but you are kind of falling for him!"
Kavita shook her hands away and let out a quick sigh, gazing angrily at her bestie...
"PARU! what nonsense! Gawd...you and your stupid bizzare assumptions! The fact is I can't stand that neg....I mean that guy!"
But Parul was in one of her naughtiest moods at this moment. She ran her palm from Kavita's watch clad wrist all the way up to her exposed fleshy arm and kept tracing her fingers up down and around, while whispering lowly...
"Pyar hua... chupke se...
Haii! yeh kya hua chupke se!"
Kavita felt irritated now and stood straight, making a firey face at Parul...
"Okay..this is not funny! Stop it Paru! Ugh! Why the heck did he even shift next to my house!"
Kavita made a grimace on her face and pouted lowly to herself, while Parul pulled some more leg..
"Anyways Kavi! Mark my words, he will subscribe to your meals for the rest of his nights! I am kinda sure!"
The word 'sure' ended with a pout on Parul's lips and Kavita hated it when her bestie played Bets with her, that too in such contexts. The idea of having to visit Jason's house every night and in the meantime letting him stare at her, gave Kavita some thrills and sparks inaide her voluptuous body and an unknown sensation made her bulky stomach feel an adrenaline rush.
Kavita mocked her saheli back, by playing with the spoon dipped inside her poha filled tiffin, pouting....
"I don't think he will like the dishes much anyway.."
Parul stopped eating, being too eager in teasing her bestie even more...
"Hmmmnm, lets see. But Kavi dear, your hands are so good with cooking! I am sure he must have licked the masala off his long black fingers!"
Parul emphasized on the 'black' word making Kavita even more mad. Patting a quick soft slap on Parul's shoulder, Kavita pouted..
"Gawd Paru! Just because you are horny and desperate, doesn't mean everyone is so! Gaawd!"
Parul pouted sweetly...
"Hey hey okay sorry, umm..by the way (looking around to be sure of privacy) umm is he ...well... really black? or umm kind of chocolate skinned?"
Kavita kept quiet and made a cringy face recollecting Jason's coal black face with his military cut hair and absolute negroid features like his broad nose and big dark lips. With a cringe expression on her face, the buxom woman pouted with a dim voice...
"Ugh...hate to say it, but he is so..gawd...like coal black!"
Kavita's big juicy body shivered on once again remembering the contrast of her skin tone against Jason's when he had shook hands with her, that too after his workout, the other morning.
"Oh my! Like those darkest dark Zulu warriors?"
Since Kavita was a history teacher, she was familiar with the Zulu warrior paintings and couldn't deny the fact that Jason kind of resembled those absolute negroid powerful men. Therefore she ate one more spoonful of her poha and disdainfully nodded.
Parul didn't say anything and continued with her own food, although she clearly had a very slim smile on her face, but didn't say anything more to Kavita, who also just munched on her poha, while pouting in mind...
"No...no....I am sure he won't ask for more meals!"
Around late noon Kavita reached home and after parking her car, had just opened the door and got out when suddenly a manly presence almost shook her soul. Kavita then realised it was Jason standing before her and she let out a big sigh, pouting...
"Oh... sorry...didn't realise it was you..."
Kavita saw the tiffin on his hand and crossed her fingers mentally to get a straight 'no' from Jason for future dishes from her. Out of sheer overconfidence, the buxom lady plainly started off....
"Uh...sorry, I guess the meal was not liked by you at all... you see I can on...."
"Nawt at all Misus Patail! Nawt at all!"
Jason cut Kavita off before she could even complete her sentence and she raised her eyebrows at whatever Jason just said. To clear the clouds in her mind, she asked...
"Um...what did you mean, did you like...what I.."
"Oh yes Misus Patail! I loved the masala and the spices and all! Uhmmmaa!"
Jason finished his sentence by licking a finger and poking it out towards Kavita as a gesture of his liking towards the taste of the meal. However Kavita looked just once at the wet long black finger, some inches away from her and immediately turned her face the other side in disdain.
But more than this, the current reality was a bit too much for her.
It was just what she hated!
Jason had loved the food which meant he would definately subscribe for futher meals. However trying her best to be polite, she asked...
"Okay, thanks for praising the meal, so umm I take it that you are fine with Indian food for your dinner?"
Jason smiled and stepped more closer to Kavita who dropped a bead or two of dry sweat from her forehead and once again Jason kept silent, staring at her like a silent predator. Kavita felt some tension at that moment and her heart heaved while her breasts breathed up and down on their own.
Atlast Jason broke the silence...
"Aoh...yuss ofcoz I wud luv to have more such meals for dinna! I love ya cookin Misus Patail!"
Saying so Jason did something unexpected, but nothing vulgar. He grabbed hold of Kavita's palm and kissed on top of it, sending several pangs of shiver inaide her voluptuous body and Jason had done it so quick that she couldn't even get time to react to it.
"Allow me ta say dis Missus Patail, you're a gawjus sugar mamma and a great cook too!"
One part of Kavita's brain didn't quite stand Jason at all, but the other part of her brain felt happy to have been praised. With her slightly reddened cheeks, Kavita pouted with a normal face...
"Okay then, today I plan to make some Brinjal masala, is that umm okay with you?"
Kavita was sweating so much that if she didn't had her dupatta dbangd below her neckline, Jason could have easily noticed a very meaty cleavage with ample amount of sweat on the crevice.
Jason lowered and s inched his face even more and Kavita shivered knowing how dangerously close his dark big lips were to her pouty pinkish ones.
"I will love anythin ya make! Suga mamma! See ya around 8!"
Kavita nodded sweetly and saw the big black man leave while she heaved a big breath and wiped her sweaty neck and face with her dupatta before reaching inside her house. Even when she came inside and rushed to her room, the word "sugar mamma" seemed to be echoing in her mind and she wondered why didn't she react when he called her so. Arushi who opened the door for her mom, didn't even get a "hi" this time and she wondered why.
Anyways, reaching her room the very next moment, Kavita looked at the same palm that Jason had kissed on just a few minutes ago. Although the gesture was a very plain and normal one for appreciation, still it ignited a spark inside her body and she decided to get rid of these silly thoughts by taking a quick shower, which she usually did after she got back home.
Around one hour later Asha showed up and hugged her mother from the back, but Kavita looked fairly irritated and shoved away from her daughter, pouting...
"Ashu, let me do my work...get fresh in the meantime!"
Asha noticed Kavita finished up her cooking and just like yesterday, she had again began to pack up some portion of the meal inside the tiffin. Asha realised the reason and pouted into her mother's ear...
"Gosh maa....will he be taking dinner every single day now?"
Kavita packed the tiffin and pouted back...
"Ashu, he is a neighbour afterall and he seems fairly decent, it's alright."
Kavita smiled sheepishly and rushed out of the house along with the tiffin while Asha tried her best to stop her when she realised that her mother had left the dupatta on the kitchen table itself. Never had she seen her mother so careless or so much unaware too. Anyhow Kavita had already left the house.
On the other hand, Jason opens the door to greet his deliciously voluptuous Indian neighbour and his groin ached inside his loose shorts when he realised Kavita didn't just bring his tiffin but also presented a very meaty cleavage at this moment.
Taking the tiffin from Kavita, Jason kept gazing at the cleavage for sometime and then back at her eyes, saying.."thanks Misus Patail! Ya luk gawjus today!"
Saying so Jason slammed his door without even bothering a reply or a reaction from Kavita, who then looked down and felt pangs of embarrassment, realising she didn't dbang her dupatta and having very hefty and ample breasts, she realised she had presented her very prominent cleavage to her negro neighbour.
"Oh gawd! How could I be so careless...uh..um...wait...what did he call me... gorgeous?"
Kavita walked slowly from his doorway back to her home, thinking when was the last time she had been praised, let alone anyone else, but when was the last time even her husband Sunil had praised her. Suddenly at that precise moment it began to rain and a drop or two fell on her nose tip and upper lip. This ordinary action sent a shiver inside her body.
It metaphored the feeling of being very very dry for many years and suddenly some drops wet up her dryness, with a strange curiosity Kavita turned back and saw Jason still by the window gazing at her and having her eyes meet his, the next moment Kavita turned and rushed back to her home.
From his window Jason smiled and oh! How much he loves seing the fat ass cheeks sway even when clad in the salwar.
At night Sunil had already dozed off to his deep sleep while Kavita was not at all sleepy, not even at the slightest.
Clad in her nightie, she had sat near the dressing table and was continually gazing at herself, from her face and then down to her very thick curvaceous body including her thick fleshy arms and very thick long lustrous hair. Kavita was no prude, she ofcoarse knew the epitome of 'Sugar mamma' and remembering that compliment from Jason, she kind of blushed.
Kavita did realise there was a reason why she suddenly had began to enjoy the attention the black man gave her. Firstly the fact being that he was atleast 10 years younger than her and the second thrilling fact being that he was such a contrast to her culturally and even racially. In this precise moment Kavita was lost in some of her personal thoughts and she even remembered Parul's words...
"Hey Kavi, who knows... a little attention from the young man might spice up your life a bit!"
Kavita was wondering and pouting to herself some inaudble words when suddenly her attention went to her mangalsutra, resting well just above her meaty cleavage and she suddenly realised that these thoughts were immoral for her age and stage in life. Giving no further thought, she got up and went to sleep with her earplugs, since she was pretty much irritated by Sunil's loud snores.
After a long time, Kavita had actually slept restlessly, switching sides, adjusting pillows and somehow managing to fall damn asleep, ignoring the feeling that some tiny vibrations between her big fat thighs were not letting her sleep actually.
Seed Sowing
Thin rays hit through the window pane and reached Jason's naked black body still laying on the sofa cum bed. The negro at certain times would reach his bed and at times, would lay on his sofa itself. The reason being thick doses of drugs that laid on a white sheet right there on the table nearby.
With eyes opening up in still a somewhat intoxicated state, Jason
stretched his arms and his black dong danced a bit along with his movement. The morning wood was something he often welcomed on getting up and the yearn to rub on his dark foreskin was evident.
Taking a whiff from the white sheet Jason got all horny again and rubbed on his schlong a bit, while his eyes diverted to the other end of the table where the tiffin was kept open, specially the chapati corner. Eyeing the tiffin, Jason thought of Kavita and tightened his hand on his raging black dong the next moment in a firm grip and in his still state of drug intoxication, he closed his eyes and visualised Kavita in her entire form.
Firstly, the ripe features like her nose, prominent cheek bones and a full round mouth.
Jason's hand rubbed on his foreskin twice.
Secondly the full light pink lips and the way she talked with an aura of politeness and latent sensuality.
The hand rubbed some more times.
The third aspect being Kavita's full figure with absolute voluptuousness that looked sexually inviting and ravishing, even when clad in a regular Salwar kameez. Not to mention the fat plump ass cheeks that even covered with the kameez, oozed fire.
Some more hand rubbing was followed by a mild grunt from the naked negro.
The fourth and the most exciting aspect was the fact that Kavita along with her bubbly curvy daughter Asha seemed to be worthy preys and even at a mere anticipation of getting close to the entire family drove him iron hot and...
"Uhh aww maaan!! Aah!"
Thick white jetty spurts oozed out of the purplish crown and splattered across his dark abs. The early morning orgasms were one of his favorite and he was sure of more heavenly orgasms in the future. Taking a long yawn and a stretch once again Jason got up, but looked down and realised something.
Something crazy he did!
Jason realised some of his milky spurts reached inside one of the empty containers and surprisingly it was one the one that had the raita. The negro smiled and patted a long finger on his lips, while forwarding another finger and mixing his fresh semen with the remains of the raita inside the container.
Closing the container with a grin on his face, Jason proceeded for his daily workout.
Some minutes later Kavita along with her daughters reached their car and while Asha and Arushi had got inside, Kavita for a very brief moment, diverted her eyes to Jason's house, but he was nowhere to be seen. A pang of a minor current ran through her body and she realised she was being very silly and soon Arushi's bubbly voice brought her back to reality...
"Maaa! We are getting late!!!"
"Uh oh..um yes Aru, sorry...let's go"
Kavita sat back inside and started her car immediately, driving off to her destination.
As usual during recess Parul still kept teasing her saheli on the same very matter..
Her negro neighbour!
"Kavi, Kavi?? Kavi if you are not eating, pass the poha to me, okay?"
Kavita on realising a minor squeeze on her fleshy arm, was brought back to reality and just murmered a..."uhm..what? Oh....um..."
Parul bit on her morsel, saying..
"Kavi, you are being infatuated with something definately, is it that negro next door? Hmm?"
Parul bit her lip and asked mischievously, while Kavita made a face and frowned at her...
"Okay Paru, you need to stop it, you are bothering me for a long time with this topic! I can't stand him much anyway and you...."
Parul cut her in the middle however...
"Hmm really? Who agreed to make meals for him? Hmmm? With as much love as you make for Sunil and
your daughters!"
Kavita felt a rush inside her body when she realised that she was giving quite much importance to this unknown neighbour, who was far far away from her culture and conventional setup.
But a deep curiousity lay inside Kavita's mind and she didn't even clearly know what it was. Without any further discussion about her neighbour, Kavita and her bestie continued their recess, munching on their meals.
Evening :
Kavita parked her car and got out, not being able to spot the negro anywhere. She bit her lip and wondered if he had given the tiffin home or not. Within some minutes of wondering and thinking, her nose was suddenly welcoming a manly aroma and that was undoubtedly Jason who was now heading towards her slowly.
Jason's stare made Kavita adjust her dupatta and stand still, while the scent from his body was kind of bothering her or overwhelming her, she wasn't quite sure.
"Ah...gd evenin Misus Patail!"
Kavita felt some kind of shivers from the thick African accent and then she just managed to say a "hi". Jason walked very close to her once again and murmered almost seductively...
"Tasty as auways with da perfect blend of spice!"
Kavita shook and felt her big curvy body heave with some jolts as it seemed as if Jason was complimenting her, untill ofcoarse he brought the tiffin between them and then she calmed down realising that he was just mentioning the meal.
Kavita managed to sheepishly smile and take the tiffin from him, once again checking the contrast of their skin tones and feeling jolts of shiver once again. Kavita walked back to her home, while Jason smiled with a grin and headed for his.
Back at home, Kavita got fresh and doned a simple looking Salwar kameez yet once again with the dupatta tied firm around her waist. To start sorting out stuff, she first started with getting her vegetables ready on the table plank and then proceeded to clean the tiffin sent by Jason. To the man's fortune, Kavita had always opened each to check the remains and she was impressed that the foreign guy actually slurped and ate every single morsel from the tiffin.
Atlast Kavita reaches the raita container and was just about to wash it when suddenly she gets a peculiar whiff from there. Something felt fishy as raita usually didn't have a perticular fragnance. She made a face and brought the container next to her nose and took a deep whiff this time, only to get shocked and disgusted!
"Oh my...it's seems like the smell of....gawd!"
Kavita was disgusted and surprisingly overwhelmed by the thick scent of the very thick dose of semen mixed with some bits of the raita. Suddenly right there on that spot, with Arushi sitting just some inches away watching TV, the horny yearning woman inside Kavita awoke and she took some more whiffs of the apparently very potent semen from the container.
"Uh..it's so wrong, gawd....this guy is such a pig! Urgh....but this smell is so..."
Kavita took some last few whiffs and did something out of her latent hornyness. She dipped a finger inside and gathered some crusts on her finger, once again getting it close to her nose and this time her body shook very slightly while her nipples hardened very slightly as well. Just then a patt on her hips, made her body buckle a bit and she moaned...
"Uh...who??"
Kavita turned back and felt embarassed seing sweet bubbly Arushi looking up at her...
"Maa, are you okay? I was asking for water from a long time!"
"Oh...my...oh beta sorry! Um...here.."
Kavita out of her frivolousness passed on the bottle to her daughter with the same hand that had the semen coated finger. A very tiny spark of the semen crust lay on the bottle spot where Arushi laid her palm on and she almost loudly cringed....
"Cheeeeeee! Maa! The raita made my hand dirty!!!!"
Unknown to Arushi, his mother was heaving her big melons breasts up and down in tension and she was relieved when Arushi thought of the semen crust as raita, which was normal as she was just a budding young girl. Then, getting normal, Kavita took her dupatta and wiped the crust bit from her daughter's hand and said in a motherly tone...
"It's okay Aru, it was just raita, now go, get back to your stuff and let me do some cooking!"
Seing her bubbly younger daughter hop and skip back to her sofa, Kavita started to cook, although her face still flushed with a strange combination of anger and embarassment.
Getting Mischievous
*Dong Ding*
The bell ring and Jason opened the door with wide glowing eyes to welcome his busty voluptuous neighbour holding the tiffin box. Kavita this time didn't manage to regroom herself as she still had her dupatta tied around her curvy waist, thus making her delicious ample cleavage exposed to the eyes of the pervert negro man. Jason was dressed in his decent baggy pants and a white tshirt, still it was his eyes that made Kavita shiver.
She slapped her head mentally when she realised that she forgot to dbang her dupatta properly and if it wasn't for her morals, she could have slapped the black guy for staring so perversely at her meaty cleavage.
Getting the urge to get rid of this moment as fast as possible, Kavita forwarded the tiffin to Jason, who once again very shamelessly took the kodak opportunity to brush his fingers against hers and this made Kavita's ample breasts bounce up and heave down on a rythm of its own, along with a slight moan that escaped her petal like lips.
"Uhm what Misus Patail?"
Jason mischievously asked and Kavita bit her lower lip wondering if he had heared that slight moan or not. Taking a quick breath, she murmered...
"Uhm....no... nothing...u.. goodnight"
Jason decided to play one more card and he instantly very casually said...
"Uh that was a lovely raita ma'am!"
The mentioning of raita made Kavita slow down her speed and remember that crude moment when she had discovered the semen remains and suddenly the weak submissiveness inside her made her nipples hardened quite to her own embarrassment right there on the spot.
"Wud luv sum more of it!"
Jason wickedly raised his voice as he stood with his elbow resting on the door stand while Kavita just somehow managed to look back and the very next moment her eyes diverted to the bulge of Jason's bicep on the bent hand and her heart skipped a beat, making her turn the other side immediately and rush to her home.
The quick rush from Kavita made her salwar clad big fattened ass cheeks jiggle to and fro in a sweet motion, making Jason enjoy the view once more just like the other day and this time he couldn't help but rub his very prominent schlong through his baggy pant. He even pinched on his crown head when he realised how deliciously the ass cheeks had ended to the begining of what could be called a pair of thunderous thighs and even that was an understatement.
Kavita reached home and helped herself with a complete big bottle of water, straight away from the fridge. When even that didn't seem enough, she grabbed one small 500 ml one in addition to the previous.
"Gawd....that creep will is getting me mad! Urghh..."
And just then....
"What maa?"
Kavita realised she was audible and out of shame she turned back to see Asha, who had a questioning face and then she made up some excuse, saying...
"Oh nothing Ashu, just that....a student in my class....he flunked and... that's it..."
Asha was no fool, she was very sure of her ears, throwing her college bag on the sofa, she placed a hand on her mother's forearm with some doubt in her voice...
"Maa, I am not deaf, you mentioned the word "creep!" I am 20, I know what it means!"
Kavita was still sliding down images in her mind like Jason's stating at her cleavage, followed by that awful view of his black toned bicep and then raita....semen.... smell.....cleavage darshan.....and...."
"Maa?????? Are you even here???"
Asha snapped infront of her mother's eyes and then Kavita murmered a "huh...what?" out, when she got back to reality and looked at Asha, who still had a face that indicated that she was still waiting for an answer.
Kavita didn't feel the need to answer and instead of being maternally sweet with her daughter, she turned out to be a bit agressive and she scolded her straight away...
"Ashu! You seem to be listening a bit too much, I didn't say any damn thing as such! Now let me do my damn work! Get fresh!"
Asha was amazed. She never really expected her mother to sound so rude and agitated all of a sudden. She was glad that Arushi wasn't there or else she would have been sort of scared by this aura of her mother. Not wanting to futher argue, Asha tiptoed out to her room.
Kavita didn't regret her behaviour, infact she tried not looking at the sabzi corner, where a big fat brinjal was gazing back at her. The dark brinjal strangely looked kind of similar to the bicep bulge of the negro's coal black arm and Kavita began to sweat, sometimes focussing on her kadai, and sometimes back at that bloody brinjal.
Kavita felt a shiver within her meaty mound inside her modest salwar kameez when she thought of recieving the tiffin back from Jason the next evening and once again bit her lower lip in discovering the raita corner of the tiffin.
"Will he do the same cheap behaviour once more??"
"Uh....why did it seem so potent, so thick?? Uh!"
"Yes it was potent, very potent" the thick white dry fluid was poking the long time sexually ignored woman inside Kavita and she stirred her utensil on her kadai very very slowly, while her nipples seemed very pointy all of a sudden. What she didn't realise that Arushi's favourite pudding was now on the verge of getting burnt and spoiled and the responsible mother was having a dreamy look on her face at this moment.
The smile of Jason, no not a smile but a wicked grin and oh that rocky bicep bulge. Kavita's other hand subconsciously rubbed on the kitchen table surface while just then Arushi's voice shook her up...
"MAAAA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO!!!!"
Kavita shook back to reality and realised a deep burning smell and then to her sudden horror, she looked at the blacked bottom of the kadai that had the burnt pudding which was Arushi's favourite, since she had it every dinner. Arushi looked at the kadai and made a weepy face while she looked up at her mother who blushed crimson red when she realised how lost she was in ugly thoughts that she didn't even realise her irresponsibility.
"Oh Aru.... It's okay... I will make it tomorrow once more, don't worry!"
Arushi felt gloomy and murmered...
"But ma...."
This time Kavita was again back to her agitated mode and she kind of barked out...
"Aru! STOP BEING A CRY BABY! Ashu, tell her to behave and help me with the food!"
Asha and Arushi was amazed at this behaviour of Kavita and they decided to just let things go for the night, however despite the silence, Arushi was still sad, while Asha patted her shoulder lightly.
At midnight :
Kavita once again was fairly irritated with Sunil's snoring and the earplugs didn't do much justice to her ears. She moaned out some gujrati mean words at her husband and stood up once again gazing at herself infront of the mirror.
Suddenly the word "sugar mamma" popped up inside her mind and she realised her already round cheeks become rounder with blush. Dismissing all shame, she turned to her side and peeked on her curvy waist that descended to a pair of very meaty ass cheeks.
"Gosh, they are awfully huge!"
Kavita bit her lip and hated to admit how plus sized she was. She then also cringed at her very bulky thighs that easily stuck the confines of her modest nightie and she turned to her front once more, peeking down at what currently seemed worthy of Jason's fancy...
A meaty delicious cleavage!
Kavita looked down keenly at her juicy cleavage and blushed a bit noticing how dense the crevice was, as it swallowed the lower portion of her mangalsutra. She then looked at herself and asked...
"No....I have to resist the horny desperate woman inside me!"
"I can't afford to loose my values!"
"I will not go to his house, I will rather send Ashu.....no...not her!"
Kavita being the careful mother was not willing to get Asha acquainted with the negro neighbour at any cost, rather she decided to take these initiatives herself. Something didn't seem right at this middle of the night, as Kavita still kept sitting and gazing at her various body parts and thought she was pretty plump for the word 'sexy'.
"How is it that Jason loves staring at my plus sized figure? Hmphh! typically men! Anyways, I will not eye him much, the next time!"
Kavita murmered while she took a long yawn and rushed to her bed, reluctantly sleeping to the side of her snoring husband. The fact was even as she slept sound, her mind roamed around from the perverse eyes of Jason to his bicep bulge. Very subconsciously the voluptuous mother of two, rubbed her legs against each other and chewed on her lower lip as the vision now changed to that moment when Jason almost closely inched his face towards her, while talking.
Next morning :
Kavita opened the door to rush when suddenly Jason showed up before her at that very precise moment. A freshly bathed Salwar kameez clad Kavita whiffed the pungent sweaty odour coming from Jason's body and clearly he was coming from his regular workout.
Asha and Arushi stood behind their mother untill Kavita advised them to stand near the car and wait for her to arrive in a minute or two. Both girls nodded and brushed past Jason's either side, having to whiff in the sweat and on reaching the car, Arushi cringed, murmering in a low tone...
"Cheeeee didi! His smell is so ganda!"
Asha had to admit that the pungent sweaty odour was a bit too foul and she just implied her sister to hush and keep quiet.
On the other hand, neither Kavita nor Jason spoke or uttered a single word yet. A strange silence creeped in on the threshold of the house. Kavita was still disdainful of the sweaty odour coming from the negro's body yet it were again Jason's eyes that were kind of taming her in some way.
Kavita felt her heart beat like an engine when a big black hand came upto her face level with the tiffin and finally a voice broke the silence...
"Hello? Missus Patail??"
"Huh..uh...oh, there was no hurry..I .."
Kavita managed to speak while she took the tiffin and her eyes widened when she noticed a squishy sensation inside one of the containers. The nipples again hardened and eyes rushed down when she realised Jason had that same mischievous smile.
Brushing his long black fingers with Kavita's decently manicured ones, he lowered his voice and kind of seductively murmered....
"Wud ya mind if I said sumthin..."
Kavita very strangely inched her face closer, murmering..."uhm...what?"
"You're a gawjus mamma! Iuv ya round cheeks blushin! Ya juicy lips! Ya hawt bod!"
Kavita would have normally slapped anyone with such an audacity, but Jason's comments filled an empty space in her mind. The space that longed for praises and comments, but Sunil was such a let down for the past few years, specially after her second pregnancy with Arushi, which made her gain more weight.
And the result was Jason's opinion of her being the ultimate pawg!
Kavita forgot all about her daughters waiting and college and car and etc. She blushed deep red with those comments and a sitar played inside her heart as she murmered with her glossy pink lips..."uhm...you shouldn't say these things.."
Jason inched his face even closer and murmered back....
"Waitin for your next meal! Sharp 8 I'll be waitin!"
Jason's dark lips blew some hot air along with those last words and after he left, Kavita felt her own lips automatically moistning up when either felt the hot air against them. Her heart went the typical 'Dhak dhak' and the shape of her nipples could be easily made out, if it wasn't for the dupatta.
"Such a pig! Brute! Insolent swine! Hmmmmm, did he really comment on me....uhm..."
*BEEEEEEEEPPPPPP BEEEEP!*
A loud series of car horn brought Kavita back to reality and she gathered her senses and looked at her watch in shock, rushing towards her car. Reaching inside the car, she didn't bother to apologise to her daughters for her late arrival, but definately blushed when she realised that she also brought the tiffin along with her, which she now kept on the side seat.
The unwashed tiffin lay on the seat while Asha couldn't believe what a clumsy behaviour her mother had put on.
Dropping her two daughters, Kavita took her car back to an isolated space and her heart heaved as she looked down on the tiffin. Her manicured fingers rubbed on the steering wheel while she wondered...
"Uh.... should I...or should I...not!"
Kavita wondered shamelessly and then shoved her moral thoughts aside and grabbed hold on the tiffin in the most desperate way possible. With a hunger filled eyes, the so called conservative mother and wife opened the lid and shuffled till she reached the Raita container and took a desperate whiff, only to get disheartened.
The container contained just the Raita remains!
A strangely angry Kavita banged the container hard on the side seat and thumped her fists on her steering wheel, groaning out a "urgggh!"
The desperate horny woman inside her was disappointed!
Late at night, usually Asha chatted with Rahul, while Arushi read Harry Potter. This silence in their room was popped off with a needle by the loud rap coming from Jason's house next door. Asha got fairly irritated while Arushi seemed to enjoy the quick rap, although young enough to not take the obscene lyrics seriously.
"Wwwow didi! That kallu is such a rap lover! So cool!"
Asha hushed her sister once again and implied her to not use fowl words and rather go to sleep, but Arushi was in no mood to sleep, instead she got up on the bed and began to shake her hips and ass to the rap music that reached her ears very conviniently. Clad in her regular shorts and a night top, she looked adorable and bubbly and had quite a juicy big ass for her age. Asha looked at her jiggly younger sister and pouted...
"Gawd...Aru, make sure you loose some weight first before you dance!"
Arushi poked a tongue out to her elder sister while she shook her body at full rythm to the music, and then cooed back...
"Oh really didi? Look at yourself! You will become like mom soon!"
Asha had always secretly been proud of her curves and therefore she didn't mind. Ignoring her younger sister, she crossed one thick leg over the other, brushing her pillowy thighs against one another and focused on her sweet chats with Rahul.
In the meantime, Arushi danced and shook her hips, oblivious to the fact that she was actually being watched by Jason from his window pane. The tall negro had just taken a night shower and felt his black dong vibrate on watching the sweet plump bubbly girl dance on the bed. He tweaked his crowny head when noticed how fair and fat Arushi's thighs which were normally exposed due to her red shorts.
One thing Jason loved for sure was beating his big black meat at the least most occasions. Watching Arushi dance and sway her big bum and plump body made Jason circle his fingers around his raging meat and knead it with the rhythm of his music. His 'plop plop' sounds complimented the rap song being played.
"Dayum! Like mother like daughter! Aw man! Pawg family! Yeah baby...shake that booty fo me! Yeaaah!"
Jason rubbed his black sausage while sweet Arushi danced innocently to the filthy rap song and soon when a moment came when the music had brought in a kissing like smoochy sound, Arushi made a pout with her own sweet lips and even though she did out of childish playfulness, Jason wacked his meat even harder and let out a low grunt, shooting three to four heavy wads against the wall space below the window.
"Motha fokin dayum! I love mah new house!"
Jason relaxed after calming his enraged black python back into its normality. Eventually the music ended and Arushi cuddled upto her teddy pillow for a sleep, oblivious to the pervert next door.
Next morning :
After breakfast Kavita stepped inside her car and once again Asha eyed Jason staring shamelessly at her before she got inside onto her seat. The perverse stare irritated her and it was even more annoying since it came from a stranger negro who unfortunately was her neighbour.
Kavita who was driving the car was well aware of these things, but she never imagined anything negative or so and ignored it, thinking it was just the perverse nature of men.
To divert her mind from her negro neighbour, Kavita talked about the most normal things a mother usually did.
Kavita : Ashu, this is your last year and before you get wrapped up in the wedding and all, better you focus well in your studies.
Asha : cmmon maa, studies are going great, don't worry about it!
Arushi : sure maa! Didi studies sooo much, specially before bedtime! Right di? (Makes a teasy face)
Asha pats her sister's back, implying her to shutup. Eventually after dropping Asha, Kavita along with her bubbly younger Arushi reached college and got along with their regular stuff.
Lunch time - staff room :
During recess the topic between the two besties was surprisingly Jason once again!
Parul bit on her achaar dipped chapati and widened her eyes, pouting..
"Oh my! Kavi now you became a cook for your neighbour?? Wow...."
Kavita didn't like the sound of it and pouted...
"That sounded so bizzare! Why should I become his cook? He just asked for a tiffin as a trial and uhm anyways I don't think he will like it much, I might be spared for the rest of my life!"
Parul although was quite conservative as Kavita, had still some latent kinky nature inside her and she suddenly became this very very shameless saheli who enjoyed teasing her bestie!
"By the way Kavi, did you ummmm give him anything more than your tiffin?"
Kavita got angry at her bestie. There were certainly occasions where Parul loved to pull her leg, but this context was not that delightful at all.
"Huh...what do you mean Paru??"
The buxom salwar kameez clad woman shook a bit and in the meantime Parul stopped her eating and traced a finger on her friend's wrist, around her decent looking watch, while pouting....
"Kavi! Trust me....don't get mad, but you are kind of falling for him!"
Kavita shook her hands away and let out a quick sigh, gazing angrily at her bestie...
"PARU! what nonsense! Gawd...you and your stupid bizzare assumptions! The fact is I can't stand that neg....I mean that guy!"
But Parul was in one of her naughtiest moods at this moment. She ran her palm from Kavita's watch clad wrist all the way up to her exposed fleshy arm and kept tracing her fingers up down and around, while whispering lowly...
"Pyar hua... chupke se...
Haii! yeh kya hua chupke se!"
Kavita felt irritated now and stood straight, making a firey face at Parul...
"Okay..this is not funny! Stop it Paru! Ugh! Why the heck did he even shift next to my house!"
Kavita made a grimace on her face and pouted lowly to herself, while Parul pulled some more leg..
"Anyways Kavi! Mark my words, he will subscribe to your meals for the rest of his nights! I am kinda sure!"
The word 'sure' ended with a pout on Parul's lips and Kavita hated it when her bestie played Bets with her, that too in such contexts. The idea of having to visit Jason's house every night and in the meantime letting him stare at her, gave Kavita some thrills and sparks inaide her voluptuous body and an unknown sensation made her bulky stomach feel an adrenaline rush.
Kavita mocked her saheli back, by playing with the spoon dipped inside her poha filled tiffin, pouting....
"I don't think he will like the dishes much anyway.."
Parul stopped eating, being too eager in teasing her bestie even more...
"Hmmmnm, lets see. But Kavi dear, your hands are so good with cooking! I am sure he must have licked the masala off his long black fingers!"
Parul emphasized on the 'black' word making Kavita even more mad. Patting a quick soft slap on Parul's shoulder, Kavita pouted..
"Gawd Paru! Just because you are horny and desperate, doesn't mean everyone is so! Gaawd!"
Parul pouted sweetly...
"Hey hey okay sorry, umm..by the way (looking around to be sure of privacy) umm is he ...well... really black? or umm kind of chocolate skinned?"
Kavita kept quiet and made a cringy face recollecting Jason's coal black face with his military cut hair and absolute negroid features like his broad nose and big dark lips. With a cringe expression on her face, the buxom woman pouted with a dim voice...
"Ugh...hate to say it, but he is so..gawd...like coal black!"
Kavita's big juicy body shivered on once again remembering the contrast of her skin tone against Jason's when he had shook hands with her, that too after his workout, the other morning.
"Oh my! Like those darkest dark Zulu warriors?"
Since Kavita was a history teacher, she was familiar with the Zulu warrior paintings and couldn't deny the fact that Jason kind of resembled those absolute negroid powerful men. Therefore she ate one more spoonful of her poha and disdainfully nodded.
Parul didn't say anything and continued with her own food, although she clearly had a very slim smile on her face, but didn't say anything more to Kavita, who also just munched on her poha, while pouting in mind...
"No...no....I am sure he won't ask for more meals!"
Around late noon Kavita reached home and after parking her car, had just opened the door and got out when suddenly a manly presence almost shook her soul. Kavita then realised it was Jason standing before her and she let out a big sigh, pouting...
"Oh... sorry...didn't realise it was you..."
Kavita saw the tiffin on his hand and crossed her fingers mentally to get a straight 'no' from Jason for future dishes from her. Out of sheer overconfidence, the buxom lady plainly started off....
"Uh...sorry, I guess the meal was not liked by you at all... you see I can on...."
"Nawt at all Misus Patail! Nawt at all!"
Jason cut Kavita off before she could even complete her sentence and she raised her eyebrows at whatever Jason just said. To clear the clouds in her mind, she asked...
"Um...what did you mean, did you like...what I.."
"Oh yes Misus Patail! I loved the masala and the spices and all! Uhmmmaa!"
Jason finished his sentence by licking a finger and poking it out towards Kavita as a gesture of his liking towards the taste of the meal. However Kavita looked just once at the wet long black finger, some inches away from her and immediately turned her face the other side in disdain.
But more than this, the current reality was a bit too much for her.
It was just what she hated!
Jason had loved the food which meant he would definately subscribe for futher meals. However trying her best to be polite, she asked...
"Okay, thanks for praising the meal, so umm I take it that you are fine with Indian food for your dinner?"
Jason smiled and stepped more closer to Kavita who dropped a bead or two of dry sweat from her forehead and once again Jason kept silent, staring at her like a silent predator. Kavita felt some tension at that moment and her heart heaved while her breasts breathed up and down on their own.
Atlast Jason broke the silence...
"Aoh...yuss ofcoz I wud luv to have more such meals for dinna! I love ya cookin Misus Patail!"
Saying so Jason did something unexpected, but nothing vulgar. He grabbed hold of Kavita's palm and kissed on top of it, sending several pangs of shiver inaide her voluptuous body and Jason had done it so quick that she couldn't even get time to react to it.
"Allow me ta say dis Missus Patail, you're a gawjus sugar mamma and a great cook too!"
One part of Kavita's brain didn't quite stand Jason at all, but the other part of her brain felt happy to have been praised. With her slightly reddened cheeks, Kavita pouted with a normal face...
"Okay then, today I plan to make some Brinjal masala, is that umm okay with you?"
Kavita was sweating so much that if she didn't had her dupatta dbangd below her neckline, Jason could have easily noticed a very meaty cleavage with ample amount of sweat on the crevice.
Jason lowered and s inched his face even more and Kavita shivered knowing how dangerously close his dark big lips were to her pouty pinkish ones.
"I will love anythin ya make! Suga mamma! See ya around 8!"
Kavita nodded sweetly and saw the big black man leave while she heaved a big breath and wiped her sweaty neck and face with her dupatta before reaching inside her house. Even when she came inside and rushed to her room, the word "sugar mamma" seemed to be echoing in her mind and she wondered why didn't she react when he called her so. Arushi who opened the door for her mom, didn't even get a "hi" this time and she wondered why.
Anyways, reaching her room the very next moment, Kavita looked at the same palm that Jason had kissed on just a few minutes ago. Although the gesture was a very plain and normal one for appreciation, still it ignited a spark inside her body and she decided to get rid of these silly thoughts by taking a quick shower, which she usually did after she got back home.
Around one hour later Asha showed up and hugged her mother from the back, but Kavita looked fairly irritated and shoved away from her daughter, pouting...
"Ashu, let me do my work...get fresh in the meantime!"
Asha noticed Kavita finished up her cooking and just like yesterday, she had again began to pack up some portion of the meal inside the tiffin. Asha realised the reason and pouted into her mother's ear...
"Gosh maa....will he be taking dinner every single day now?"
Kavita packed the tiffin and pouted back...
"Ashu, he is a neighbour afterall and he seems fairly decent, it's alright."
Kavita smiled sheepishly and rushed out of the house along with the tiffin while Asha tried her best to stop her when she realised that her mother had left the dupatta on the kitchen table itself. Never had she seen her mother so careless or so much unaware too. Anyhow Kavita had already left the house.
On the other hand, Jason opens the door to greet his deliciously voluptuous Indian neighbour and his groin ached inside his loose shorts when he realised Kavita didn't just bring his tiffin but also presented a very meaty cleavage at this moment.
Taking the tiffin from Kavita, Jason kept gazing at the cleavage for sometime and then back at her eyes, saying.."thanks Misus Patail! Ya luk gawjus today!"
Saying so Jason slammed his door without even bothering a reply or a reaction from Kavita, who then looked down and felt pangs of embarrassment, realising she didn't dbang her dupatta and having very hefty and ample breasts, she realised she had presented her very prominent cleavage to her negro neighbour.
"Oh gawd! How could I be so careless...uh..um...wait...what did he call me... gorgeous?"
Kavita walked slowly from his doorway back to her home, thinking when was the last time she had been praised, let alone anyone else, but when was the last time even her husband Sunil had praised her. Suddenly at that precise moment it began to rain and a drop or two fell on her nose tip and upper lip. This ordinary action sent a shiver inside her body.
It metaphored the feeling of being very very dry for many years and suddenly some drops wet up her dryness, with a strange curiosity Kavita turned back and saw Jason still by the window gazing at her and having her eyes meet his, the next moment Kavita turned and rushed back to her home.
From his window Jason smiled and oh! How much he loves seing the fat ass cheeks sway even when clad in the salwar.
At night Sunil had already dozed off to his deep sleep while Kavita was not at all sleepy, not even at the slightest.
Clad in her nightie, she had sat near the dressing table and was continually gazing at herself, from her face and then down to her very thick curvaceous body including her thick fleshy arms and very thick long lustrous hair. Kavita was no prude, she ofcoarse knew the epitome of 'Sugar mamma' and remembering that compliment from Jason, she kind of blushed.
Kavita did realise there was a reason why she suddenly had began to enjoy the attention the black man gave her. Firstly the fact being that he was atleast 10 years younger than her and the second thrilling fact being that he was such a contrast to her culturally and even racially. In this precise moment Kavita was lost in some of her personal thoughts and she even remembered Parul's words...
"Hey Kavi, who knows... a little attention from the young man might spice up your life a bit!"
Kavita was wondering and pouting to herself some inaudble words when suddenly her attention went to her mangalsutra, resting well just above her meaty cleavage and she suddenly realised that these thoughts were immoral for her age and stage in life. Giving no further thought, she got up and went to sleep with her earplugs, since she was pretty much irritated by Sunil's loud snores.
After a long time, Kavita had actually slept restlessly, switching sides, adjusting pillows and somehow managing to fall damn asleep, ignoring the feeling that some tiny vibrations between her big fat thighs were not letting her sleep actually.
Seed Sowing
Thin rays hit through the window pane and reached Jason's naked black body still laying on the sofa cum bed. The negro at certain times would reach his bed and at times, would lay on his sofa itself. The reason being thick doses of drugs that laid on a white sheet right there on the table nearby.
With eyes opening up in still a somewhat intoxicated state, Jason
stretched his arms and his black dong danced a bit along with his movement. The morning wood was something he often welcomed on getting up and the yearn to rub on his dark foreskin was evident.
Taking a whiff from the white sheet Jason got all horny again and rubbed on his schlong a bit, while his eyes diverted to the other end of the table where the tiffin was kept open, specially the chapati corner. Eyeing the tiffin, Jason thought of Kavita and tightened his hand on his raging black dong the next moment in a firm grip and in his still state of drug intoxication, he closed his eyes and visualised Kavita in her entire form.
Firstly, the ripe features like her nose, prominent cheek bones and a full round mouth.
Jason's hand rubbed on his foreskin twice.
Secondly the full light pink lips and the way she talked with an aura of politeness and latent sensuality.
The hand rubbed some more times.
The third aspect being Kavita's full figure with absolute voluptuousness that looked sexually inviting and ravishing, even when clad in a regular Salwar kameez. Not to mention the fat plump ass cheeks that even covered with the kameez, oozed fire.
Some more hand rubbing was followed by a mild grunt from the naked negro.
The fourth and the most exciting aspect was the fact that Kavita along with her bubbly curvy daughter Asha seemed to be worthy preys and even at a mere anticipation of getting close to the entire family drove him iron hot and...
"Uhh aww maaan!! Aah!"
Thick white jetty spurts oozed out of the purplish crown and splattered across his dark abs. The early morning orgasms were one of his favorite and he was sure of more heavenly orgasms in the future. Taking a long yawn and a stretch once again Jason got up, but looked down and realised something.
Something crazy he did!
Jason realised some of his milky spurts reached inside one of the empty containers and surprisingly it was one the one that had the raita. The negro smiled and patted a long finger on his lips, while forwarding another finger and mixing his fresh semen with the remains of the raita inside the container.
Closing the container with a grin on his face, Jason proceeded for his daily workout.
Some minutes later Kavita along with her daughters reached their car and while Asha and Arushi had got inside, Kavita for a very brief moment, diverted her eyes to Jason's house, but he was nowhere to be seen. A pang of a minor current ran through her body and she realised she was being very silly and soon Arushi's bubbly voice brought her back to reality...
"Maaa! We are getting late!!!"
"Uh oh..um yes Aru, sorry...let's go"
Kavita sat back inside and started her car immediately, driving off to her destination.
As usual during recess Parul still kept teasing her saheli on the same very matter..
Her negro neighbour!
"Kavi, Kavi?? Kavi if you are not eating, pass the poha to me, okay?"
Kavita on realising a minor squeeze on her fleshy arm, was brought back to reality and just murmered a..."uhm..what? Oh....um..."
Parul bit on her morsel, saying..
"Kavi, you are being infatuated with something definately, is it that negro next door? Hmm?"
Parul bit her lip and asked mischievously, while Kavita made a face and frowned at her...
"Okay Paru, you need to stop it, you are bothering me for a long time with this topic! I can't stand him much anyway and you...."
Parul cut her in the middle however...
"Hmm really? Who agreed to make meals for him? Hmmm? With as much love as you make for Sunil and
your daughters!"
Kavita felt a rush inside her body when she realised that she was giving quite much importance to this unknown neighbour, who was far far away from her culture and conventional setup.
But a deep curiousity lay inside Kavita's mind and she didn't even clearly know what it was. Without any further discussion about her neighbour, Kavita and her bestie continued their recess, munching on their meals.
Evening :
Kavita parked her car and got out, not being able to spot the negro anywhere. She bit her lip and wondered if he had given the tiffin home or not. Within some minutes of wondering and thinking, her nose was suddenly welcoming a manly aroma and that was undoubtedly Jason who was now heading towards her slowly.
Jason's stare made Kavita adjust her dupatta and stand still, while the scent from his body was kind of bothering her or overwhelming her, she wasn't quite sure.
"Ah...gd evenin Misus Patail!"
Kavita felt some kind of shivers from the thick African accent and then she just managed to say a "hi". Jason walked very close to her once again and murmered almost seductively...
"Tasty as auways with da perfect blend of spice!"
Kavita shook and felt her big curvy body heave with some jolts as it seemed as if Jason was complimenting her, untill ofcoarse he brought the tiffin between them and then she calmed down realising that he was just mentioning the meal.
Kavita managed to sheepishly smile and take the tiffin from him, once again checking the contrast of their skin tones and feeling jolts of shiver once again. Kavita walked back to her home, while Jason smiled with a grin and headed for his.
Back at home, Kavita got fresh and doned a simple looking Salwar kameez yet once again with the dupatta tied firm around her waist. To start sorting out stuff, she first started with getting her vegetables ready on the table plank and then proceeded to clean the tiffin sent by Jason. To the man's fortune, Kavita had always opened each to check the remains and she was impressed that the foreign guy actually slurped and ate every single morsel from the tiffin.
Atlast Kavita reaches the raita container and was just about to wash it when suddenly she gets a peculiar whiff from there. Something felt fishy as raita usually didn't have a perticular fragnance. She made a face and brought the container next to her nose and took a deep whiff this time, only to get shocked and disgusted!
"Oh my...it's seems like the smell of....gawd!"
Kavita was disgusted and surprisingly overwhelmed by the thick scent of the very thick dose of semen mixed with some bits of the raita. Suddenly right there on that spot, with Arushi sitting just some inches away watching TV, the horny yearning woman inside Kavita awoke and she took some more whiffs of the apparently very potent semen from the container.
"Uh..it's so wrong, gawd....this guy is such a pig! Urgh....but this smell is so..."
Kavita took some last few whiffs and did something out of her latent hornyness. She dipped a finger inside and gathered some crusts on her finger, once again getting it close to her nose and this time her body shook very slightly while her nipples hardened very slightly as well. Just then a patt on her hips, made her body buckle a bit and she moaned...
"Uh...who??"
Kavita turned back and felt embarassed seing sweet bubbly Arushi looking up at her...
"Maa, are you okay? I was asking for water from a long time!"
"Oh...my...oh beta sorry! Um...here.."
Kavita out of her frivolousness passed on the bottle to her daughter with the same hand that had the semen coated finger. A very tiny spark of the semen crust lay on the bottle spot where Arushi laid her palm on and she almost loudly cringed....
"Cheeeeeee! Maa! The raita made my hand dirty!!!!"
Unknown to Arushi, his mother was heaving her big melons breasts up and down in tension and she was relieved when Arushi thought of the semen crust as raita, which was normal as she was just a budding young girl. Then, getting normal, Kavita took her dupatta and wiped the crust bit from her daughter's hand and said in a motherly tone...
"It's okay Aru, it was just raita, now go, get back to your stuff and let me do some cooking!"
Seing her bubbly younger daughter hop and skip back to her sofa, Kavita started to cook, although her face still flushed with a strange combination of anger and embarassment.
Getting Mischievous
*Dong Ding*
The bell ring and Jason opened the door with wide glowing eyes to welcome his busty voluptuous neighbour holding the tiffin box. Kavita this time didn't manage to regroom herself as she still had her dupatta tied around her curvy waist, thus making her delicious ample cleavage exposed to the eyes of the pervert negro man. Jason was dressed in his decent baggy pants and a white tshirt, still it was his eyes that made Kavita shiver.
She slapped her head mentally when she realised that she forgot to dbang her dupatta properly and if it wasn't for her morals, she could have slapped the black guy for staring so perversely at her meaty cleavage.
Getting the urge to get rid of this moment as fast as possible, Kavita forwarded the tiffin to Jason, who once again very shamelessly took the kodak opportunity to brush his fingers against hers and this made Kavita's ample breasts bounce up and heave down on a rythm of its own, along with a slight moan that escaped her petal like lips.
"Uhm what Misus Patail?"
Jason mischievously asked and Kavita bit her lower lip wondering if he had heared that slight moan or not. Taking a quick breath, she murmered...
"Uhm....no... nothing...u.. goodnight"
Jason decided to play one more card and he instantly very casually said...
"Uh that was a lovely raita ma'am!"
The mentioning of raita made Kavita slow down her speed and remember that crude moment when she had discovered the semen remains and suddenly the weak submissiveness inside her made her nipples hardened quite to her own embarrassment right there on the spot.
"Wud luv sum more of it!"
Jason wickedly raised his voice as he stood with his elbow resting on the door stand while Kavita just somehow managed to look back and the very next moment her eyes diverted to the bulge of Jason's bicep on the bent hand and her heart skipped a beat, making her turn the other side immediately and rush to her home.
The quick rush from Kavita made her salwar clad big fattened ass cheeks jiggle to and fro in a sweet motion, making Jason enjoy the view once more just like the other day and this time he couldn't help but rub his very prominent schlong through his baggy pant. He even pinched on his crown head when he realised how deliciously the ass cheeks had ended to the begining of what could be called a pair of thunderous thighs and even that was an understatement.
Kavita reached home and helped herself with a complete big bottle of water, straight away from the fridge. When even that didn't seem enough, she grabbed one small 500 ml one in addition to the previous.
"Gawd....that creep will is getting me mad! Urghh..."
And just then....
"What maa?"
Kavita realised she was audible and out of shame she turned back to see Asha, who had a questioning face and then she made up some excuse, saying...
"Oh nothing Ashu, just that....a student in my class....he flunked and... that's it..."
Asha was no fool, she was very sure of her ears, throwing her college bag on the sofa, she placed a hand on her mother's forearm with some doubt in her voice...
"Maa, I am not deaf, you mentioned the word "creep!" I am 20, I know what it means!"
Kavita was still sliding down images in her mind like Jason's stating at her cleavage, followed by that awful view of his black toned bicep and then raita....semen.... smell.....cleavage darshan.....and...."
"Maa?????? Are you even here???"
Asha snapped infront of her mother's eyes and then Kavita murmered a "huh...what?" out, when she got back to reality and looked at Asha, who still had a face that indicated that she was still waiting for an answer.
Kavita didn't feel the need to answer and instead of being maternally sweet with her daughter, she turned out to be a bit agressive and she scolded her straight away...
"Ashu! You seem to be listening a bit too much, I didn't say any damn thing as such! Now let me do my damn work! Get fresh!"
Asha was amazed. She never really expected her mother to sound so rude and agitated all of a sudden. She was glad that Arushi wasn't there or else she would have been sort of scared by this aura of her mother. Not wanting to futher argue, Asha tiptoed out to her room.
Kavita didn't regret her behaviour, infact she tried not looking at the sabzi corner, where a big fat brinjal was gazing back at her. The dark brinjal strangely looked kind of similar to the bicep bulge of the negro's coal black arm and Kavita began to sweat, sometimes focussing on her kadai, and sometimes back at that bloody brinjal.
Kavita felt a shiver within her meaty mound inside her modest salwar kameez when she thought of recieving the tiffin back from Jason the next evening and once again bit her lower lip in discovering the raita corner of the tiffin.
"Will he do the same cheap behaviour once more??"
"Uh....why did it seem so potent, so thick?? Uh!"
"Yes it was potent, very potent" the thick white dry fluid was poking the long time sexually ignored woman inside Kavita and she stirred her utensil on her kadai very very slowly, while her nipples seemed very pointy all of a sudden. What she didn't realise that Arushi's favourite pudding was now on the verge of getting burnt and spoiled and the responsible mother was having a dreamy look on her face at this moment.
The smile of Jason, no not a smile but a wicked grin and oh that rocky bicep bulge. Kavita's other hand subconsciously rubbed on the kitchen table surface while just then Arushi's voice shook her up...
"MAAAA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO!!!!"
Kavita shook back to reality and realised a deep burning smell and then to her sudden horror, she looked at the blacked bottom of the kadai that had the burnt pudding which was Arushi's favourite, since she had it every dinner. Arushi looked at the kadai and made a weepy face while she looked up at her mother who blushed crimson red when she realised how lost she was in ugly thoughts that she didn't even realise her irresponsibility.
"Oh Aru.... It's okay... I will make it tomorrow once more, don't worry!"
Arushi felt gloomy and murmered...
"But ma...."
This time Kavita was again back to her agitated mode and she kind of barked out...
"Aru! STOP BEING A CRY BABY! Ashu, tell her to behave and help me with the food!"
Asha and Arushi was amazed at this behaviour of Kavita and they decided to just let things go for the night, however despite the silence, Arushi was still sad, while Asha patted her shoulder lightly.
At midnight :
Kavita once again was fairly irritated with Sunil's snoring and the earplugs didn't do much justice to her ears. She moaned out some gujrati mean words at her husband and stood up once again gazing at herself infront of the mirror.
Suddenly the word "sugar mamma" popped up inside her mind and she realised her already round cheeks become rounder with blush. Dismissing all shame, she turned to her side and peeked on her curvy waist that descended to a pair of very meaty ass cheeks.
"Gosh, they are awfully huge!"
Kavita bit her lip and hated to admit how plus sized she was. She then also cringed at her very bulky thighs that easily stuck the confines of her modest nightie and she turned to her front once more, peeking down at what currently seemed worthy of Jason's fancy...
A meaty delicious cleavage!
Kavita looked down keenly at her juicy cleavage and blushed a bit noticing how dense the crevice was, as it swallowed the lower portion of her mangalsutra. She then looked at herself and asked...
"No....I have to resist the horny desperate woman inside me!"
"I can't afford to loose my values!"
"I will not go to his house, I will rather send Ashu.....no...not her!"
Kavita being the careful mother was not willing to get Asha acquainted with the negro neighbour at any cost, rather she decided to take these initiatives herself. Something didn't seem right at this middle of the night, as Kavita still kept sitting and gazing at her various body parts and thought she was pretty plump for the word 'sexy'.
"How is it that Jason loves staring at my plus sized figure? Hmphh! typically men! Anyways, I will not eye him much, the next time!"
Kavita murmered while she took a long yawn and rushed to her bed, reluctantly sleeping to the side of her snoring husband. The fact was even as she slept sound, her mind roamed around from the perverse eyes of Jason to his bicep bulge. Very subconsciously the voluptuous mother of two, rubbed her legs against each other and chewed on her lower lip as the vision now changed to that moment when Jason almost closely inched his face towards her, while talking.
Next morning :
Kavita opened the door to rush when suddenly Jason showed up before her at that very precise moment. A freshly bathed Salwar kameez clad Kavita whiffed the pungent sweaty odour coming from Jason's body and clearly he was coming from his regular workout.
Asha and Arushi stood behind their mother untill Kavita advised them to stand near the car and wait for her to arrive in a minute or two. Both girls nodded and brushed past Jason's either side, having to whiff in the sweat and on reaching the car, Arushi cringed, murmering in a low tone...
"Cheeeee didi! His smell is so ganda!"
Asha had to admit that the pungent sweaty odour was a bit too foul and she just implied her sister to hush and keep quiet.
On the other hand, neither Kavita nor Jason spoke or uttered a single word yet. A strange silence creeped in on the threshold of the house. Kavita was still disdainful of the sweaty odour coming from the negro's body yet it were again Jason's eyes that were kind of taming her in some way.
Kavita felt her heart beat like an engine when a big black hand came upto her face level with the tiffin and finally a voice broke the silence...
"Hello? Missus Patail??"
"Huh..uh...oh, there was no hurry..I .."
Kavita managed to speak while she took the tiffin and her eyes widened when she noticed a squishy sensation inside one of the containers. The nipples again hardened and eyes rushed down when she realised Jason had that same mischievous smile.
Brushing his long black fingers with Kavita's decently manicured ones, he lowered his voice and kind of seductively murmered....
"Wud ya mind if I said sumthin..."
Kavita very strangely inched her face closer, murmering..."uhm...what?"
"You're a gawjus mamma! Iuv ya round cheeks blushin! Ya juicy lips! Ya hawt bod!"
Kavita would have normally slapped anyone with such an audacity, but Jason's comments filled an empty space in her mind. The space that longed for praises and comments, but Sunil was such a let down for the past few years, specially after her second pregnancy with Arushi, which made her gain more weight.
And the result was Jason's opinion of her being the ultimate pawg!
Kavita forgot all about her daughters waiting and college and car and etc. She blushed deep red with those comments and a sitar played inside her heart as she murmered with her glossy pink lips..."uhm...you shouldn't say these things.."
Jason inched his face even closer and murmered back....
"Waitin for your next meal! Sharp 8 I'll be waitin!"
Jason's dark lips blew some hot air along with those last words and after he left, Kavita felt her own lips automatically moistning up when either felt the hot air against them. Her heart went the typical 'Dhak dhak' and the shape of her nipples could be easily made out, if it wasn't for the dupatta.
"Such a pig! Brute! Insolent swine! Hmmmmm, did he really comment on me....uhm..."
*BEEEEEEEEPPPPPP BEEEEP!*
A loud series of car horn brought Kavita back to reality and she gathered her senses and looked at her watch in shock, rushing towards her car. Reaching inside the car, she didn't bother to apologise to her daughters for her late arrival, but definately blushed when she realised that she also brought the tiffin along with her, which she now kept on the side seat.
The unwashed tiffin lay on the seat while Asha couldn't believe what a clumsy behaviour her mother had put on.
Dropping her two daughters, Kavita took her car back to an isolated space and her heart heaved as she looked down on the tiffin. Her manicured fingers rubbed on the steering wheel while she wondered...
"Uh.... should I...or should I...not!"
Kavita wondered shamelessly and then shoved her moral thoughts aside and grabbed hold on the tiffin in the most desperate way possible. With a hunger filled eyes, the so called conservative mother and wife opened the lid and shuffled till she reached the Raita container and took a desperate whiff, only to get disheartened.
The container contained just the Raita remains!
A strangely angry Kavita banged the container hard on the side seat and thumped her fists on her steering wheel, groaning out a "urgggh!"
The desperate horny woman inside her was disappointed!
