A 23-year-old guy fucked a 45-year-old beggar aunty

Hello guys, my name is Rayaan, and I am back with a real-life incident that happened to me.

Thank you for all the support you have shown me in my previous three-part story, titled “Sex with my Tamil maid Jaya.”

Let’s get started.

I am Rayaan, a 23-year-old guy who works as a business development associate at a company in Chennai.

It was during one weekend on a Saturday afternoon. I was watching cricket on TV when my house doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw a lady-beggar asking for money. I said ‘no’ and quickly closed the door.

I continued watching cricket, and again after five minutes, the bell rang. When I opened it, it was her again. I said, “I told you, I don’t have any change to give you. Why are you troubling me?”

She replied, “Do you have anything to eat? I am hungry.”

I froze for a second and remembered that I had last night’s chapati and gravy, which I had kept for breakfast. But since it was the weekend, I woke up in the mid-afternoon. So I said, “Yes, I have some food. Wait here, I will heat it and bring it for you.”

I came back and gave her the food. She sat down to eat outside the door, but I couldn’t see her, so I said, “Come and sit in the hall and eat it.”

She first hesitated but agreed, as it was very humid outside in Chennai. I gave her a glass of water and sat down to watch cricket.

She was sitting down in front of me, having the food. I couldn’t help but notice her wet green blouse, especially in her armpits, and her dirty yellow thaali (Mangal Sutra).

Talking about her, she is 45, dark, and dusky — a typical nattukottai (village type) from Tamil Nadu. She was thick and chubby, wearing a light green saree with a dark green blouse.

The moment I saw her sweat dripping from her face through her dark, sweaty neck, I could feel my dick getting erect. I quickly decided that I wanted to fuck this beggar aunty somehow today.

So, while she was eating, I took out my phone and ordered a pack of Durex condoms, a vanilla ice cream family pack, and, of course, my favorite, a bottle of Nutella, on Zepto.

Exactly eight minutes later, it was delivered. By that time, she was done eating and was about to leave. I said, “Wait,” and handed her a bowl of ice cream.

She replied, “No sir… it’s okay… thank you.”

I said, “It’s very humid today in Chennai, and I have already put out two bowls — one for you and one for me. If you don’t eat it, it will go to waste.”

She said, “Okay,” and started to eat.

I asked about her family and her name. She said that her name is Chithra, she is 45, and her husband has been jobless since COVID. She has two children aged 8 and 10 and runs the family on the money she collects from begging.

I asked her how much she makes in a month begging. She replied, “₹5,000 to ₹7,000 rupees, sir.”

I realized that she was vulnerable and that I had a great opportunity to fuck her for some money.

I nodded, and she stood up and said, “Sir, I will wash this bowl and the plate too.”

I said, “Okay,” and showed her the way to the kitchen.

She came out of the kitchen after a few minutes and said, “Thank you for the food, sir.”

I said, “Here you go… have this ₹10.”

I gave it to her and she said, “Thank you, sir.”

She was about to leave, and then I forwarded her ₹500 and also ₹1000. Her eyes lit up, and she moved her hand forward to grab it, but I pulled it back. She looked at me.

I said, “Chithra, sit down.” She nodded and sat down.

I said, “Look, Chithra… the moment you came in, I was looking at you for the last 30 minutes… and I have to say… you have so much strength and determination to run your family. You are working so hard, even in this humid weather. And I also have to say, you look so beautiful in this saree.”

She blushed and said, “Thank you, sir. No one has told me that before… not even my husband.”

I said, “See, Chithra… I will be honest and straight with you. From the moment I saw you eating here, my dick has been erect, and I want to sleep with you.”

Her facial expression changed. She immediately stood up and walked towards the door in a rush, looking tense.

I called out to her, and she turned back. I kept both the ₹500 and ₹1000 on the table in front of me and said, “En poola umbi vidu (give me a blowjob) and take this ₹500. But if you want ₹1000, then enn kuda ullasama iru (have sex with me). This could be yours, Chithra… and I promise whatever happens here will stay between us only.”

She said, “Sir, this is wrong. I am married, and this is wrong.”

I said, “What is wrong, Chithra? I am helping you make ₹1000, which is five days of your begging amount in just a short time.”

She started to go into deep thought. I said, “See, I even have a condom. You don’t have to worry about safety either. Tell me if you are interested. If not, you can go and never ever come back here to beg.”

I kept the money on the table and said, “I am going to the kitchen now to get some water. When I come back in two minutes, if I see you still here, I will consider that you want to have sex with me. If you are not here, then I will understand that you are not interested in making quick money. The choice is yours, Chithra.”

I grabbed the money from the table and left for the kitchen.

When I came out of the kitchen after a few minutes, I saw her still standing there. So I understood that she had accepted my offer. I went near her, and she gazed down at the floor. I went closer, put my right hand behind her back on her exposed waist through her saree, and pulled her closer.

I kissed her on the lips. She did not respond properly and tried to avoid it, still hesitant. So I stepped back and said, “See, Chithra, I want to have sex with you, and we both should enjoy it. If you are not interested, you can leave.”

The moment I turned back, she held my hand. When I turned to see her, she started to remove the pin from her saree’s blouse that was attached to her shoulder. I waited for her to remove the safety pin and pin it back on her thaali (Mangal Sutra).

Once her pallu fell down, I went forward, grabbed her, and pushed her towards the wall. I started to kiss her passionately. And since she had just had ice cream, her lips were wet and sweet. I was surprised to see that even Chithra started to enjoy it and kiss me back. I escalated and continued to kiss her passionately.

I then started to kiss and lick her dark, sweaty neck. She started to exhale and whispered, “What if someone sees us?”

I said, “There is no one here, Chithra.”

I carried her in my arms to the bedroom and put her on the bed. I started to undo my shirt buttons while she was lying down on the bed, staring at me in her blouse and petticoat.

I asked, “Enna di paakure? (What are you looking at?)”

She shook her head and said, “Nothing.”

I went on top of her and started to kiss and smooch her. Now, with both my hands holding hers, finger to finger, I went all in and started to lick her sweaty neck again. I could hear her moan, “Isshhh… ssshhhh.”

I quickly tried to open the hook of her dirty green blouse but couldn’t. So I asked her to unhook her blouse, verbally abusing her: “Eh, kaltri naaya, un blouse ah kalatti vidu (Remove your blouse, you bitch).”

She said, “Why are you abusing me?”

I replied, “Nanu apdi dhaan solluven, di. Pidikila na ezhundhu po, naaya (I will talk like that only, I don’t give a damn. If you don’t like it, then get up and get lost from here, bitch).”

She said nothing and opened her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

The moment I saw those sweaty, dark, 36-sized boobs and nipples, I put my mouth on her right nipple and bit her. She screamed, “Aaahhhh! Isssh!” and held my face with her hand, saying, “Kadikathe (Don’t bite)!”

I started to squeeze her boobs with both my hands, and I could hear her moan as she lifted her eyes to look at the ceiling. After a few minutes, I quickly lay down next to her and asked her to remove my pants.

She obeyed and sat on the bed with her open blouse, her dark, sweaty, and stinky boobs hanging out. The moment she removed my pants and underwear, my penis popped out, erect.

For a moment, she just looked at it. I told her, “I know my penis size is small, but it’s powerful, so stop staring at it and suck it.”

She hesitated, and I again reminded her, “See, if you are not interested, you can walk out of here, Chithra.” The moment I said that, she quickly held my penis and started to first kiss the head, then slowly lick it.

After a few minutes, I said, “Put it completely into your mouth now.” She did exactly what I asked for.

After a few more minutes, I asked her to stand up and remove her whole saree — her blouse, saree, and petticoat. She did exactly what I asked. As she was about to lie down, I asked her to switch off the fan and AC.

She asked, “Why?”

I said, “I want us to sweat, so that I can lick your dirty, sweaty armpits and your whole body with my tongue.” She looked confused but obeyed.

The moment she lay down, I went out and brought my Nutella bottle. She asked, “What is this for?”

I said, “You will come to know now.” I took a scoop of Nutella and applied it on my penis. I asked her if she likes chocolate.

She said no.

I said, “Then you should definitely try this.” I asked her to suck my penis again, and she did it.

By the time she licked the penis filled with Nutella, she started to like it and herself asked me to apply one more layer. By the time she was done licking my penis, we both were drenched in our sweat.

She said, “Waykudhu (It’s sweating).”

I said, “I can see that, chello (baby). Don’t worry, I will lick all your sweat now.”

I made her lie down on the bed and went on top of her. I opened the bottle of Nutella, took a scoop, and first applied it on her belly button and navel. The moment I put my tongue on it, she literally moaned and started to shiver.

I used my left hand, took her right hand, and kept it over my head on my hair while I was putting my tongue into her belly button. Honestly, it stank a lot, but it made me more horny.

Once I was done licking the Nutella from her belly button, I kept putting my tongue into her belly button, and it was stinking like crazy.

Then I moved up, first bit her nipples, and then took another scoop of Nutella and applied it all over the dark portion of her nipples.

I started to suck them, and she was like, “Isshhh… aaahhhh,” while holding my face with both her hands.

Then, when I finally decided it was time for me to fuck her, I asked her to put the condom on my dick. She opened the condom pack, took one condom, and put it on my dick. Once she did it, I made her lie down and went on top of her.

I put my dick into her pussy slowly. She was moaning with her eyes closed, holding both my arms. I slowly pounded in and out, and she was moaning in pain. After a few minutes, I lay down and made her sit on top of me.

She first said no, but then I kissed her and convinced her. She said okay and sat on my dick, riding it slowly. She loved it and enjoyed riding my dick with pleasure, moaning, “Ahhh… isssshhhh.”

Then I was about to cum, so I made her lie down again and went on top of her. I fucked her in the missionary position, and in a few minutes, I came. I could see her enjoying the hot sperm releasing from my dick into the condom inside her vagina.

After I came, I fell on top of her for a while, then moved next to her. She stood up, took her blouse, and started to wear it while staring at me.

I asked her to come to me. She said, “No, it’s getting late. I have to leave. If I miss the next bus, I will get home late, and my husband will get angry.”

I asked her, “Did you enjoy it?”

She blushed and said, “Yes, I did. After a long time, I felt good while riding,” and she smiled.

I asked her to take my pants from the floor. She took them and gave them to me. I handed over ₹1500 to her. She was surprised and asked, “But you said only ₹1000.”

I said, “Keep it.”

She smiled and kept the money inside her blouse and started to drape her saree in front of my room’s mirror. I went behind her and hugged her from behind.

She blushed and smiled and said, “Enna? (What?)”

I said, “Nothing. You genuinely look beautiful and hot, Chithra.”

I gave her my number and asked her to call me when her husband is not home. She said okay, and we both exchanged our phone numbers.

Since then, at least once a week, we have sex at my place. She would not accept any sort of money from me and would say that she loves sleeping with me and the pampering I do.

For privacy reasons, I have changed her name to Chithra; her real name is not Chithra.

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