horny Indu aunty

 I am a Management student staying in Delhi. I belong to Allahabad, the ancient Indian city. I visit my home every semester end.

But this year I stayed in Delhi at the semester end. The reason of this stay was arrival of my Indu aunty, who is the younger sister of my father. She runs an NGO, and she had to come to Delhi for some official work related to govt. grant related works for her NGO.She had come here for 2-3 days but her stay was prolonged for three weeks thanks to government offices’ working style.

My father had told me to support Indu aunty in her stay and work. I shifted to the flat of my cousin at Sarojini Nagar who has gone to Australia for a year. I had shifted there, so that aunty could stay with me and I could help her in stay and work, as she had visited Delhi only a few times in past with uncle on one or two day trip.

This time, uncle was busy with some official work at Allahabad, so she had to come alone. My aunty at the age of 38, and mother of one college going child was really a beauty. Apart from immense beauty gifted by God, she has the ability to maintain her figure and carry herself well. She is a fair complexioned, reasonably tall and gifted with heart shaking big breasts and fleshy buttocks.

She wears saree and her long hairs are always maintained stylishly. She is very sweet to talk with and really is a lady for company. I have a special attraction for middle aged ladies and I always try to penetrate imaginatively inside their saree and petticoat about the slope down the stomach with black pubic hairs and vaginal mounds surrounded by white fleshy thighs with small hairs on it.

I imagine how the vaginal part ends downwards and anal passage starts with fleshy white buttocks with small hairs on it and curves formed at the lower part of buttocks where thighs start. Whenever I used to see Indu aunty in Allahabad had to have wild fantasies hovering in my mind as naturally as water flows down towards lower level surfaces.

But, this was a dream not permitted to be shared with anyone due to sociocultural norms. But as they say the universe conspires to help you if you dream for something constantly and strongly. I received my aunty at New Delhi Railway station, and took her to the cousin’s flat in taxi. Aunty had brought some home-made sweets and pickles for me.

I told aunty to feel comfortable and freshen herself so that we can have breakfast together afterwards and visit some famous places in Delhi. As it was a Sunday, I was free for the day. Aunty went to the bathroom, and after an hour she came out in saree wrapped around her waist in like towel and long wet hairs falling till her waist.

Aunty with droplets of water on her face and partly wet clothes looked at me saying-“Mujhe der to nahin lagee?”I replied-“Nahin aunty, aap aaraam se taiyaar ho jaiyen, phir nashta karten hain.” She said-“Pehle nashta, phir taiyaari, ab bhookh lag gayee.”I kept on looking at her sharp facial features and fair complexioned body with open wide eyes and felt arousal inside me.

My hunger for Indu aunt’s irresistible body was insatiable. Indu aunty also looked at me and my widely open eyes as if trying to read my intentions. I served the breakfast and we both talked about family members in Allahabad, my studies and her NGO over the breakfast. After the breakfast, Indu aunty groomed herself comfortably for visits to places in Delhi.

During all this time, I was looking at aunty on and off so as to hide my staring eyes from hers and I actually made love with aunty in my fantasies in every conceivable way. We went to various places in south Delhi. I kept on explaining to aunty about the history and characteristics of these places, and movement was easy due to Sunday.

In the taxi, and at various stages when we were walking, I had the opportunities to rub my body parts against the body of my darling aunt’s. At one point, my elbow touched one of the breasts of aunty, and its sponginess gave me heavenly feeling. In the evening, aunty proposed to have early dinner to make up for her disturbed sleep in the train and for the next day’s scheduled visit to govt. offices in the morning.

We had the dinner early in a restaurant and came back to the flat. During the dinner, aunty asked me about my life in Delhi and my future plans. She also asked about my plans for marriage and whether I have someone in mind for marriage. On the way back from the restaurant on the back seat of taxi, she made an unusual remark that I have grown up and I should marry soon.

I asked her for the reason behind this remark. She patted on my back grinningly said that mature people can easily read minds of youngsters. I was really aroused with aunt’s pat on my back and I felt that her palm stayed on my back longer than usually a palm stays during a pat. I just wished that aunty has developed interest in me for carnal pleasure.

But my mind dismissed idea considering it as my own fantasy. We came back to the flat, I began to change my clothes and aunty went to another room to change. She came back to my room in her other simple saree saying that she was actually tired after the train journey and visits to South Delhi locations. I asked whether she wanted some medicines.

She said-“Tumhen bhi Dilli ki aadat pad gayee hai har baat per dawaa lene ki.Wahan toh thodi si tel ki maalish aur saraa thakan door ho jaata hai.” I did not know what was inside her mind, but sometimes initiatives must be taken. I asked her-“Aunty, aap kaho to main thodi maalish kar doon, phir aap so jaana.”I was not sure what the response will be.

But I waited for her response holding my breath. And then, my fortune smiled on me in the disguise of her words-“Tum karoge, maalish karna aata hai. Kabhie kisee aurat ki maalish ki hai? Nahin chhod do log kya kahenge.” My reply was-“Aunty, maalish mein expert to nahin hoon, par aapko takleef nahin hogee, aur thakaan bhagaane ka vadaa rahaa.

Yhaan toh bas main aur aap hain, logon ko kaise pata chalega?” She looked at me appreciatively with smile on lips and -“Tumharee management kee padhai ne tumhein hoshiyar bana diya hai, chalo tel lekar aa jao, main isi bed par letee hoon.”I rapidly brought the oil from the kitchen and proceeded for massage.

Aunty had already lied down on the bed on her stomach and she had removed the saree from the upper part of the body. The heavy buttocks of aunty and fair complexioned lower back made me feel like lying down on top of her from the back and fulfill my long awaited desire. I asked aunty with my slightly trembling hand and heavy breathing -“Pehle peeth ka maalish karoon na aunty?”

She said softly-“Yeh light band kar do, zero watt zala do, sharm aa rahi hai, tum ab bade ho gaye ho na.”I instantly switched off the main light and switched on the night bulb.I came back to aunty, and after oiling my hands began to massage her lower back sitting at the edge of the bed. Aunty could sense my uncomforting and probably my heavy breathe and excitement as well.

She said –“Aise kitni der baaithoge? Aaram se upar aakar maalish karo, pura badan karma hai, thakaan tab utregee.”I deliberately rubbed my hand on her soft fleshy buttocks softly over the saree, while moving towards the middle of the bed. Aunty also moved her body towards the middle, and I could sense the friction of her breasts on the bed and the unexpressed lust of my aunty to taste the forbidden fruit with me.

It reminded me of someone’s advice to go slow in preparing a woman for yes. I restarted the massage first gently, then with some pressure in my palms. I brought my hands downward till her saree knot on the waist many times and up to the blouse when moving upward. I felt that it was the right moment for a male’s initiative, and said-“Aunty, aapke blouse mein tel lag rahaa hai, koi pareshani to nahi?”

Aunty was silent for some moments, (probably indecisive) then said-“Hook khol kar blouse hataa do, tel ka daag lag jaata hai.Bra bhi khol hi dena, phir aaram se tel lagaao.” I unhooked the blouse and bra of aunty with trembling hands and heavy breathe. Then, I said controlling my excitement-“Aunty, thoda upar uthaiye kandhon ko, main blouse aur bra ko nikaal doon.”

She lifted the upper part of body saying “Hoon” and breathing heavily. I left no chance of touching her breasts while removing blouse and bra. I started massaging the entire back and purposefully brought my fingers towards her breasts several times. Aunty was definitely knowing it and liking it as well.

Aunty was getting excited, and decided to break the ice by saying-“Chalo aage se bhi chhati ka maalish kar hi do, tumhara maalish bada mazedaar hai.” She turned on the bed and now she was on her back on the bed. In the light of night bulb our eyes were comfortable and it was easier to rebel against social values.

Now I separated my legs spreading it in opposite directions and sat on the waist of aunty with both her breasts being fondled, pressed and squeezed by my palms and fingers. My aunt’s excitement was gradually intensifying making her breathing audible, she was puffing softly -“Jor jor se dabao”.

At this juncture, she put her both hands on the back of my head and lowered my head to make our lips meeting. She started kissing me passionately and now we were French kissing our tongues entwined with each other. I was passionately fondling and massaging aunt’s big fleshy breasts.

She was craving for more now and moaned with sexual excitement-“Tumne kaisee aag lagaa dee, ab main sab rishtey naate bhool gayee….oui daiyaa….kyaa kar diyaa…Dilli aayee thee kaam se…ab bhatije se karwane lagee…Chalo meree saree petticoat bhi hatao. “I wasted no time and removed her saree and petticoat, and then asked-“Aunty panty bhi utaar doon?”

Now she was hot, shameless her brazen. She shouted-“Hataoge nahin to kyaa uske upar se karoge…hataa do usko bhi….badan mein aag lag gayee…ab kar de nangi aunty ko…..hey ram… bardast kyon nahin hota…jaldi karo mere raja….ab sabr nahin hotaa.” I made my aunty completely naked. In the soft light of night bulb, I could see the dense black curly pubic hairs around aunt’s vagina.

I began first fondling and then licking her vagina.I was also rubbing her clitoris. I started licking and sucking her cunt inserting my tongue in her hole. Aunty was uncontrollably moaning sexual sounds of excitement-“Ooooh…….Ooooh……chuso…..aur chuso….Oooh.” She started squeezing her breasts herself and shaking her buttocks upward and downward saying-

“Aag lag gayee…oooohhh…ooohh…..ab chodo apni bua ko…aur mat tadpao…ab tum bhi lund jaldi nikalo baahar….aur mat tadpao…”I came towards aunt’s face and removed my trousers. Aunty caught my hard penis over my underwear and started removing my underwear fanatically. I removed my underwear and threw it carelessly on the floor.

She started fondling and pumping my hard penis making it harder with one hand, and fondling my buttocks with another hand. She was extremely hot now and had come over all the inhibitions. Aunty looked at me crying with excitement-“Ab apna mota lund meree chooth mein pura ghusaa do…der mat karo…..chooth mein aag lagee hai…..aaja mere raja mere andar aa ja..ghusaa apni lund bua ki chooth mein.”

And she softly pushing me towards her legs lifted both her legs keeping them apart to make space for me. I literally jumped on the bed and took the right position directing my penis towards the opening of her vagina. My aunty caught the penis again in her hand and brought it on the opening of her hole. Now, it was my turn, I rammed my entire penis in hot vagina of my aunty smoothly.

Aunty shrieked and hugged me tightly, and moaned with sexual pleasure-“Aaaaah……ab chodo jor jor se…..dhakke lagao…..bua ki chooth phad do….ooooohhh….oooohhh…….chodo mere raja…bua ko aaj biwi bana le….ooohh…..oooohhh…….mere saiyan phad de meree chooth..”I gradually increased the speed of fucking my aunty and now holding her shoulders with my hands.

Aunty was getting hotter and hotter, she was jerking up her buttocks madly and crying-“Chuchiyan dabao mere raja….oooohhh……ooh…chodo…aur chodo…ghusaa do chhhati tak……is chooth kee pyaas aurat se jo na karwa de…..chodo…chodo…ooohhh…ooohhh…lund ko relgaadi bana de….phad de meree chooth…ooohhh mere saiyan.”

I was reeking in pleasure and making every attempt to satiate my aunty to the hilt. I was sometimes kneading and sucking her nipples and breasts in turn and fucking her intensely. I asked-“Aunty mazaa aa toh aa raha hai na aapko?”

She creamed – “Oooohhh……oooohhh…..Are aisa mazaa toh kabhie nahin aaya…kahan tha tu…tujhse hi chodwati rahti…tere lund mein jadoo hai…aag badhti hi jaye hai…oooohhh…..ooooohhh…chod….chod….mere chodakkar bhatija…chod bua ko…bas choodwati rahoon…tu chodta rahe…..oui maan….ooohhh…oooohhh…aisa mazaaa…oui

daiyaa…..oooohhhh……..ooooohhh…chooth mein aag lag gayeee…..chodta rah sari raat…bua ki choooth dhandi kar de…” Now, I was also enjoying her sexy talks in Allahabadi language and felt saying similar words as well. I was fucking my aunty and saying-“Aunty aapko chodne ka sapna saalon se tha, kismet aaj chamki hai…aapko to main to sari zindagi chodta rahoon.

Itni mast chooth, itni sundar choochiyan kahan milti hai aunty…aapke paas to khazana hai.” She was enjoying the fuck, the squeezing of her boobs and my confessions of desire to fuck her in my mind for years made her mad with excitement. She was now totally open and shouting-“

Tumhari nazar mujh par thee…..bua ko chodne ka man tha….mujhe kahan pata tha…mujhe to aaj lagne lagaa tha…tumhari harkatein dekhkar…nahin to kab ki chudwa letee tumse…..pehle hi Dilli aa jati…tumhara lund pelwane…..oooohhh…..ooohhh….oooohhh…oui maaan…ab nikal le sari kasar…bana de bhurta meree chooth ka….aaaahhh….ooohhh….ab bua teree biwi hai…

bas isi tarah din raat chodte raho…lund ki sari kasar mere chooth mein nikal de mere pyare bhatije…mere raja…. mere pyare saiyan…chod chod…. bua ko chod….pel aur bheetar lund ko…pel meree chooth mein……. chod mere saiyan……..ooohhh….ooohhh…tera sapna hai to chod meree choooth….jor se…chod le bua ko man bhar……oooohhh…oooohhh.”

My hot Indu aunty was wriggling her hips and giving me upward thrusts screaming with sexual heat-“Chod……mere raja chod…..aaaahhhh…….aaaaahhh……mazaa aa gayaa…..lund ko aur ghusaa…….ooooohhhh…..oooohhhh…chod apni bua ko…..chod…..chod jor se….din bhar meree chuchee dekh rahaa tha…..ab masal usko…..ooooohhhh……pel jor se……ooohhh….ooooohhh mere saiyan phad de…..”

Now I was feeling tiredness in my waist and legs. I said to aunty-“Meree rani, ab main neeche aata hoon…aap upar aa jao…phir aapko neeche se chodte hai, kamar dookh gaya…ab apni chooth ko upar se mazaa lene do meree pyari aunty…meree rani…meree pyari biwi upar aa jao.” Aunty was in full excitement and shouted-

“Chal aa ja neeche…ab main tumhen chodungi…..dheere se palto…lund ko rahne de meree chooth mein…baahar mat nikalo…chooth mein ghusa rahne de…meree gaadn pakarke palto aaaaahhhh…..aaaaaahhh…lund andar hi rahne do….oooohhh…ooohhh….kaisi aag lagee aaj meree chooth mein.”

We turned upside down, I made a semi circle of legs around the legs of my aunty, and she started pumping…She at this point kissed me passionately and said-“Ab hath meree chootar par hi rakhe raho…main dhakke detee hoon…aaj kitni aag lagi…oui daiyaa…man karta hai bas choodwati rahoon.” I was a bit comfortable now and enjoying it in relaxed way.

She was gradually increasing her pumping speed with heavy breathing. I was moaning with pleasure-“Aunty aapki sabkuchh itni achchhi kyon hai?” She liked the compliment and asked-“Tumhein mera kya achchha lagata hai mere raja?” I did not want to miss this opportunity of asking for another gift, I said-

“Aapka chehara kitna sundar hai,aapke gore gore gaal, aapki pyari pyari aankhen, aaapki badi badi sudaul soft soft chuchiyan, aapki goree goree garam garam chooth…aur toh aur aapki itni mast gaand….chootar dekh ke koi pagal ho jaaye…” Aunty was relatively slow in pumping now, she tickled my cheeks and grinningly said-

“Toh tujhe meree gaadn badi achchhi lagteei hai……meree gaadn pad bhi teree niyat kharab hai…meree gaadn marega…………ooohhh…….aaahhhh…..bade badmash ho mere raja….bua ki chooth bhi chodee…aur ab gaadn bhi marega….oooohhh…..oooohhh…… main bhi thak gayee….taange hila hila ke….chooth jal hi rahi……………………..oooooohhh…..

hai….ooohhh….oooohhh……..ooohhh….ooohhh…chal gaadn bhi maar lena….. tu itna pyaara hai toh bua bhi raazee hai……..ab ban gayee teree biwi….sab kar le……..ooohhh…oooohhh….ooohhh…chooth le, gaadn le…. moohn le…pel apni lund….biwi taiyar hai…..ooohhh…ooohh mere saiyan…tere lund mei kitni garmi hai…..chooth ka man hi

nahin bharta pelwane se…….oooohhhh….oooohhh….oui maan……tujhe meree gaand pasand…..toh kal maar lena….pel dena apna mota lund bua ke gaadn mein……tel lagaa ke…..phad denaa gaadn…..teree rani taiyaar hai…mar lena gaadn……abhi chooth ko chod…… jor se chod…..aaahh…oooohhh….ooohhh….ab tu upar aaja…mujh par chadhkar mujhe

chod…..tu upar se pelte ho toh bada mazaa aata hai………tum jor jor se pelte ho….bua mein tere jaisi takat nahi hai….mera kaam choodwana hai mere raja…neeche let ke…aur tera lund upar se ghusta hai to undar chooth mein thokar lagtee hai…tab bada mazaa aata hai………aaaahh……aaahhh….oui maa kya ho gaya meree chooth

ko…oooohhh…….oooohhh….ooohh….aaja upar……thak gaye ho to baith kar chod…miyan biwi dono baith ke mazaa lenge…..oooohhh…ooohhh…ooohhh mere raja…phad de…bua ka chooth.. ooohhh….oooohhh….oui maan…aaj chooth bhi naye lund khakar pagal ho gayeee……ooohhh….ooohhh….bas choodwane ka man karta

hai….ooohh….oooohhh……ooohhh…..oooohhh” I did not want to disappoint my aunty of dreams by fucking in seating position. I said-“Aunty chalo neeche leto….phir se upar se chodta hoon….aapki chooth kee aag bhujha doon…..aapka saiyan ab aapko upar se chodne ko phir taiyaar hai….chalo ab palto…. saiyan phir taiyaar…aapki chooth pe sab kurbaan…

aaha meree pyari rani…….meree pyari biwi…kya badan paya hai….saiyan ko pagal kar diyaa….kya karoon aapko……..chusoo…chatoon…chodu…hai meree aunty rani…kya mast chooth hai…kya mast chuchiyan hai….oh meree rani mere pas rah ja…kya cheez ho aap….chalo palto,neeche aa jao…main chod chod ke aapka chooth phad doon…

kitni garam chooth hai……man karta hai pura ghus jaoon.” We again turned upside down, aunty lied on her back, back to original posture…aunty below me. She was in real sexy mood now, and naughtily said with her moaning-“Pura kahan ghusega… meree chooth koi kuan hai…ooohhh….ooooohhh……meree chooth itni badi nahi hai….

tera mota lamba garam garam lund hi kaphi hai….bas ise pelta rah mere saiyan………oooohhh…ooohhhh….bas pelta rah….chooth phad de…mar dhakkka…chod jor se…abhi tu jawan hai…….bua ko laundiya bana de…chooth mein pel…gaadn mei pel…jo kar…ooohhh…ooohhh….

I was in seventh heaven and wanted to make my aunty feel on the top of the world. I sped up my thrusts making her moaning and screeching loudly-“Oooohhh…..Oooohhh…..Oooohhh…oui maan…..chod….chod…..chod meree chooth…haan mere saiyan phad de…oooohhh…oooohhhh.” I kept on fucking aunt’s hot cunt and squeezing her boobs madly.

Aunty was screaming-“Ooooohhhh…..ooooohhhh…..Sohan…..tune kisi ko choda hai pehle? I said-“Nahin aunty….kissing toh kee hai…aaj chudai pehli bar kar rahan hoon…..aapko chod rahan hoon….apni bua ko…”She was ecstatic-“Achchha to chod bua ko jab tak hoon yahan…chod jor se ooooohhhh….ooooohhhh……aaaahhhhh.”

I was making hard strokes and murmuring-“Meree rani…aap ke aage koi laundi nahin….aisi mazedaar kaun hai…bas ab deti raho…karwati raho…”Aunty hugged me tightly and screamed-“Ab toh ban gayee teree biwi….bas mauka nikal aur chod….main teree….ooohhhh……oooohhh….isi tarah chodte rah mere saiyan apni rani ko…meree

chooth…teree lund…ooohhh oooohhh…chodta rah.abhie to tere lund ko meree gaadn phi phadni hai….chal aur jor lagaa ke pel lund…rajdhani express chala do….chodo jor jor se…sare sapane pure karle….nikal le sari kasar intezaar kaa……..bua ki chooth aaj se tere naam…teree malkiyat….yahan chod….Allahabad mein chod…ab ye chooth tumahari

mere.raja…chodo…oooohhhhh…….ooohhhh…….ooooohhh………oooooohhhh…. mazaa aa gaya…teree biwi banake…chod…chod…chod….ooohhh…….oooohhh……..aaaahhh….chooth ko tad tad kar de…chod…bas chod….ooohhh…..saala chod jor se….phad de chooth apni biwi ka.” I was hearing first time “saala” from my aunty…but so many things were happening first time.

I asked-“Aunty aap saala bhi kahti ho?”She was in no mood to be shy, she just screamed loudly-“Chooth mein aag lagteei hai to kuchh bhi kahti hoon…chodo jor se….oooohhh….ooohhhh….oooohhh…mere saiyan biwi ko laundiya bana le is Dilli mein….din raat chod….oooohhhh…oooohhh. mere saiyan aisa mast lund kahan paya….ooohhh…..ooohhh……oooohhh…”

I was pumping my hard rod in aunt’s hot cunt as fast as I could and felt the urge to ejaculate. I screamed-“Aunty mera honewala hai…gira doon chooth mein?” She was at the hilt of excitement shouting-“Ab main bhi jharoongee……oooohhhh…..oooohhhh……oooohhh……oooohhhh…..oooohhh…aahh…jharne de lund ko meree chooth mein….

oh mere saiyan….ooohhh…..ooohhh….bhar de chooth ko paani se…gira de garam paani lund kaa….bujha de mere chooth kee pyaas….ooohhh….oooohhh…oooooooooohhhhh….oui maan…aaya garam paani….ooohhh…..oooohhh……lund mat nikal…..bas lund andar dale rah…apnaa moohn neeche la…meree choommi le…daant kaat…aur neeche chooth mein phachphachane de…

bhar de chooth ko paani se……ooohhh….ooohhh…lund andar rahne de……sab andar gira…….choooth sokh legee sara….oooooohhh ooooohhh…..ooooooohhhh……..ooohhh….oui maan…ab man bhara gaya…..mera bhatije mera saiyan ban gaya….bua ki chooth bhi chod lee…paani bhi giraya…bua ki aag bhi bujha dee…….oooohh…..oooohh…..aaj se tu mera

saiyan….mere chodakkar saiyan girate rah…chooth ko sokh lene de sara pani…tera lund bhi thandhayega..ooohh”And she kept held on fondling my head and back with one hand, holding me tightly with another hand while I was finally ejaculating all my semen deep inside my dream aunt’s cunt.

After a few minutes of rest over my aunt’s body, I felt that the contraction and expansion of her vaginal wall has squeezed all my semen. Now my penis came back to its original shape. I asked my aunty looking into her eyes-“Ab utroon neeche….sara nikal gaya….aapki chooth ne sab pi liya….”

She said smilingly and relaxing the hold of her vaginal walls and thighs on my penis -“Achchha utar jao….lund dheere se nikalo……bistar bhi geelee ho gayee….tumhara bahut jharta hai mere raja….chootar tak ras chala gaya.” I started moving my body upward and removing my penis out of her cunt slowly and said-

“Koi baat nahin aunty, bed sheet badal deten hain…..aur towel se aapki gaadn aur chooth bhi ponch deta hoon. Aunty was happy and naughtier saying-“Aunty ko chod liya…ab to khush ho…tamanna puree ho gayee na?” I kissed her again on her cheeks and lips and said-“Haan meree rani, meree tamanna toh puree ho gayee…aap bahut achchhi ho.

Aapko mazaa aaya?” She said with showing the gesture of satisfaction-“Bahut man laga tumse karwa ke…mujhe aaj railway station par utarnke baad tumhen dekhte hi lagne lagaa tha ki…aaj kuchchh ho jayega…aur din bhar tum mujhe dhakke de rahe the…kabhie chuchee mein…kabhie chootar mein….main samajh gayee thee tera isharaaa……. aur sham ko to

mujhe aag lag gayee thee….phir sochee… tum maalish karoge toh aur garam ho jaoge….tu mere upar baitha to lund meri pet mein sat raha tha….khada lund auraton se nahin chhupta….tujhse mota toh tera lund ho gaya hai…..mast hai tumhara….ab jitney din Dilli mein hoon…kar le mazaa….chod le jee bhar….din raat….main tumhari…sab sapne pure kar lo…

kal kisne dekha hai….Chalo ab main shoo shoo kar loon, phir lipat ke so jaate hain.”I said-“Mujhe bhi lagi…chaliye aaj shoo shoo bhi saath kar lete hain.” Aunty said-“Tum aaj kya kya karoge…. oui maan….aisa aashique kabhie nahin dekha…….chalo, jab chudwa liya to saath mootane mein kya hai…aaj yeh bhi kar lete hain.”

Both of went to the bathroom completely naked. I switched on the bathroom light, both of us looked at each other’s naked body under normal light. Aunty lowered her eyes and was visibly blushing. I took her hand and made it hold my penis and said-“Ab kaisa sharmana, abhi to isne aapki aag bhujayee hai….abhi abhi toh ye aapke andar se aaya hai.”

She said smilingly-“Badmash…chalo ab jaldi karo, banki baatein bistar par chalkar karna.” I asked-“Aunty….bistar par phir yeh khara ho gaya toh…..”She slapped on my buttock with smile and said-“Toh phir pel dena…..ab biwi bana liya toh….chodte raho.” Remaining part some other time, as story is becoming long. Thanks.