It’s Not My Fault
Copyright© 2026 by SexyPreeti
Chapter 2
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 2 - My name is Preeti and I am writing this story on behalf of Nandini. Please note, this is a slow burn story so don’t expect full sex very soon. Be patient with me because I will take you thru a detail of her real life and the way it evolved. I hope you all enjoy it and show me your love with your likes and comments.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual True Story Cheating Polygamy/Polyamory Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Foot Fetish Hairy Public Sex Indian Erotica Slow
I felt so happy and super elated that my list of male admirers was already growing on my first day. A few minutes later my milkman’s son Suresh came to deliver fresh milk. Both uncles rushed from there seeing Suresh park his bike outside my gate.
Mostly my milkman comes to deliver fresh milk but today I was surprised to see his young son making the delivery. I had last seen Suresh when he was finishing high school a few years ago. My milkman comes right in and rings my doorbell at 6.30am in the morning to deliver the milk.
Today Suresh also came on time. Suresh had grown up into a nice lean young man with his moustache just beginning to grow. I stopped my yoga and sat catching my breath while we exchanged greetings. I asked “Suresh since when did you start delivering milk”?
He replied “madam I have been doing it for some time now to help my dad. Since we have less customers in this part of town now, we have switched areas because I have to attend college also after this”. I continued with my yoga on purpose while still talking to him.
I teasingly replied “Suresh please stop calling me madam...”. He quickly replied “ok ... err ... then can I call you aunty”? I smiled and nodded yes while still continuing my yoga. Suresh stood a few feet away after keeping his milk filled cans on the ground.
I stopped after seeing him but he eagerly said “aunty why did you stop? I can wait”. I replied “but Suresh, I will need atleast another ten fifteen minutes to finish”. Suresh said “that’s fine aunty, the sky will not fall if I deliver milk slightly late today...”.
I was about to say something but he continued “aunty actually I have never seen anyone do yoga ... So you please take your time to finish”. I replied “but Suresh I don’t want you to get late for college”? He quickly replied “that’s okay aunty, I can easily spare ten twenty minutes for you. You please finish your yoga now”.
I continued doing my aasanas in erotic positions and could feel his eyes lingering on my entire body. I stealthily looked at his crotch and noticed an above normal sized bulge. This made my pussy tingle because this was the first time I was seeing a man’s cock from so close and the results were already encouraging.
I noticed him grab and adjust his cock unknowingly from over his pants while he continued watching me very keenly. I finished my yoga and then went inside to get a bowl to collect the fresh milk from him. Again his eyes were transfixed on my cleavage while I was bending over holding the bowl.
This made my pussy tingle even more. I caught him red handed staring at my cleavage and that got him really embarrassed. I genuinely smiled at him trying to ease the moment. It worked wonders like it did on the others. Now Suresh stared more openly at my big tits and cleavage after realising that I didn’t mind it.
This was my eureka moment. I made small talk about his college and life in general while leaning forward on purpose as if trying to buy time so Suresh could enjoy staring for some more time. I looked below and without doubt his cock was at full mast in his pants. This time Suresh caught me looking at his cock.
A quick look of embarrassment washed over his face. I gave him a naughty wink and a seductive smile in return to ease him up a bit. I leaned closer and whispered “since when has this been happening Suresh” pointing to his tent with my eyes. He felt embarrassed and was about to move away.
I placed my hand on his shoulder pulling him really close to my body in a side hug. I warmly whispered “relax Suresh, it’s okay. Consider me as your best buddy with whom you can share all your secrets”. He seemed to calm down but not as much as I wanted him to. Then I looked around and found no one close.
I quickly gave him a kiss on his cheek. This startled and surprised him. I looked deep into his eyes signalling him to speak up. Finally, a small shy smile appeared on his face. I grabbed this chance and gave him a tight hug and multiple kisses on his cheeks. This worked as a much needed ice breaker now.
I asked “Suresh you are such a handsome young man. You must be having so many girlfriends...”? He whispered “err ... aunty ... I don’t know how to say this...”. I warmly replied “Suresh are you still feeling shy talking to me? Shy talking to your best buddy? Don’t worry, everything between us will always remain our tight secret...”.
All this while I was still standing with my arm around his shoulder making full side body contact. His tent caused by his erect cock was snugly resting against my thigh. He murmured “actually ... Actually aunty ... I don’t have any girlfriends ... None of the girls like me or even want to be friends with me”.
I was honestly surprised hearing this. I gave him a long kiss on his cheek and said “Suresh I really pity those girls because they have no idea what they are missing in life”. This brought a twinkle in his eyes. He looked at me and was about to say something.
I stopped him and turned my cheek to him and said “Suresh first give me a kiss before you say anything”. Suresh kissed my cheek very nervously and said “aunty ... are you serious ... did you really mean what you said about those girls”?
I quickly replied “yes ofcourse dear, If I had a chance then I would be over the moon if I have a boyfriend like you”. Now is the first time he smiled jubilantly. He said “aunty how is that even possible ... you are so much older to me...”. This is exactly what I wanted to hear, now I had Suresh exactly where I wanted him.
I looked around to make sure no one was watching and quickly pulled him inside and closed my main door. My hubby was fast asleep and my bedroom door closed so I wasn’t worried. I held his face with both hands and whispered “Suresh forget our age difference for a moment. I you had a chance would consider me as your secret girlfriend”?
Suresh froze for a few moments so I shook his face to bring him out of his trance. He came to his senses and nodded yes with eyes wide as saucers. I quickly kissed his lips and said “thank you Suresh, you have no idea how much this means to me...”. He was smiling from ear to ear now with overwhelming excitement.
My own pussy was leaking like a stream now. This was my first real romantic kiss since my marriage. Ramesh has never even brought his lips close to mine, leave alone kiss me anywhere. I sealed Suresh’s lips in a much longer lip kiss putting my best foot forward...
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