This happened in the year 2000 when I returned to India after a while. I m originally from Mumbai but have a few cousins in Lonavala. I was supposed to meet a few relatives there who told me that they have arranged for a pick up from the airport.
I was 23 at the time and hadn’t lived in India since I was 18. I landed in Mumbai at around 4 pm which was terrible as I knew the traffic would be terrible. My aunt sent her cousin as she had a few other jobs on the way and agreed to pick me up from the airport on her way back to Lonavala. She was in her early to mid 40s I’d say. She met me at around 5pm at the gate and introduced herself.
I didn’t have a local number yet so she held up a name board. We didn’t talk much other than the traffic,weather and basically how the traffic would be horrendous on the way back to Lonavala given that it was a Friday. We left the airport in her car by 6pm and no sooner we crossed Bandra, traffic started to bank up.
By 8pm we were still in Chembur and there was no sign of easing up. As we weren’t known to each other I was embarrassed to tell her that I needed to pee badly. She was getting frustrated too but didn’t mention anything. At around 9pm we finally made it close to Vashi, still a long way to go. I decided to ask her if we can stop by for a rest, she asked me if we can wait for a while as she knew a good stopping place on the Expressway.
The next 20-25 minutes were smooth but then we got to know a truck had broken down and it would take a while. I was bursting to go and had to tell her, sorry I need to pee bad aunty. At this she laughed and said don’t call me aunty, I’m Sujata. She then said how it s insane and how things haven’t improved one bit in India in terms of places to relieve yourself on the road. She also said that she needed to pee for hours as there was no clean toilet at the outside of the airport( for those not familiar, guests are unable to enter the airport unless they have a confirmed flight ticket).
I was shocked and said – Are you serious you are holding it for that long. She laughed and said she s used to it. I was kinda pissed off with her as she was diverting away from the situation both of us were in. She quickly realised and parked the car on a side street. This was a totally dark corner, with no buildings, people, or anyone around.
Navi Mumbai in those days was deserted in many parts and not as populated as these days. I rushed out of the car but then asked her if she wanted to go first. She looked back at me with bewilderment and said – No way I’m peeing here. So I went quickly unzipped and peed for a good minute or behind her car. When I got back I thanked her and told her how relieved I felt. She hesitated a bit and then said she really has to go but is embarrassed.
I suggested I’ll open the passenger door, the side I was seated and she can do her thing without being seen. She was wearing a salwar and was a bit on the chubby side. To the left of the car was a wall close by, a dead-end at the front, and a garbage bin, overflowing with garbage a bit further down to the back of the car. This was the only entry point. She decided to go regardless and asked me to move. She came over to the passenger side and I opened the front passenger door.
At this point, she was holding her salwar but did not lower her pants yet. She was concerned someone may walk over from the back, not so much the front as it was a dead end. I suggested she sit next to the front passenger side while I look out at the back. The good part was I had told her earlier about my personal life including the fact that I had a girlfriend and plus I was almost 15 years younger than her so she didn’t think much.
She had started sweating by now and pulled a string on her pants facing away from me. I closed the back passenger door and turned away. I told her I could hear footsteps but she said I don’t care It’ll happen if I don’t. No one came but she sat down, I turned back and at this time I was at the back of the car so she thought I d gone out of her view. She called out to me in a gasping voice – Please cover. Don’t go far. She did it like an order. So from the back I went to the side of the back passenger door and said, don’t worry I’m here, just relax. She was breathing hard. I didn’t want to but got tempted to turn. I turned to see her holding her salwar above the ground and covering her bum.
She finally started to piss, I guess it took a while as she was stressed about someone coming over. I could not see her stream initially but then I heard the hissing sound and her pee was running down her bum and she had multiple streams going. Her stream became stronger and stronger, at this point she let out a sigh of relief and farted a few times. I almost laughed but just asked if she s fine. I could see she made a big puddle and kept going. She thanked me and said – yeah I’m good, sorry for this.
I told her don’t be stupid and by now she was just dripping and finishing off..she shook her bum and stood up a bit. I saw her puss and believe me it was the best thing ever. She had a tight asshole and thick lips, unshaved but the lips were protruding out, she had 2 kids so I guess a used-up puss. I asked her if she needed tissues as I had some in my bag. She said she s all good. I thought – Ewww.. that’s gross. She pulled her pants up and I pretended to ask if she was ok.
She nudged me, my back still to her, and smiled and said – Get out of my way. For some reason, she looked at my crotch and went back to the car. I sat in the front and we continued on. Nothing else ever happened as she was married but I can’t forget that scene.
It made me wonder how bad it is for women sometimes especially when they decide to go outside rather than at a shady restaurant or someone’s house where something bad could happen to them. Then again I guess she trusted me as she was known to my cousin. I gave her a hug the day I had to leave back and thanked her for the pick-up.
She rolled her eyes and said – that was embarrassing, I peed outside, never did it. And then she said – You probably loved to see the free show. She started laughing, my mouth fell open and I didn’t know what to say, I was embarrassed but she said something I could not believe – All good, I don’t care. You probably get a lot of action kiddo. I laughed out and said sorry I had to see but told her – You have a nice bum.
One thing led to another we ended up having sex a few times before I left, the most memorable experience was we ended up having anal once. I thanked her and said, your bum is awesome both inside and out. She laughed and ground me again this time we ended up having sex without a condom. Nothing ever happened after I returned overseas.