Vidhya aunty

I was over eighteen and
ripe with energy that I didn’t know where it came from; energy that kept me restless
and got me into trouble more than once. There were five members in our household: my
uncle, his wife, my grandmother, my younger aunt, and myself. My younger aunt was
the smallest of my mother’s siblings and was still waiting to be married. But this
story is not about her; it is about my uncle’s wife. My uncle’s wife didn’t really
like my presence in what would technically be considered her house.
I was entrusted into my uncle’s guardianship due to circumstances beyond my control and she had no
choice but to accept my presence, but it was very clear from the beginning that she
did so reluctantly. Our interaction, most of the time, was as minimal as possible.
My room was a bit isolated from the rest of the house because of its purpose as a
guest room. My daily routine was set so that after coming home from schoo!
l, I would eat my lunch and disappear from the rest of the family until it was
dinner time.
After that I would disappear until the next. My family members only interacted with
me if there was something I needed to help with but usually I kept to me and them to
themselves. The first incident that brought about a minor change was on a rather hot
day when my uncle’s wife her name is Vidhya came to my room and asked me to hook her
bra in the back. She was fresh out of bath, probably to stay cool, and I assumed my
younger aunt or my grandmother was not around, so she had come to me for help. It is
not uncommon for ladies to ask some male child in the house to do this kind of thing
when there are no females available. Only the children are supposed to be a lot
younger than I was because of modesty. It is very uncommon to ask a sexually mature
boy to do it because of the feelings it can arouse. To top it all, it was the aunt
that really didn’t like me, so I had to assume she had no other choice.
She was holding her shirt in front to cover herself and she had moved her wet and
dripping hair around her neck to the front as well. Her back was bare for me to see.
I had helped my younger aunt many times with the same, so the routine was nothing
new to me. I averted my eyes as much as possible and quickly managed to hook her
bra. She flicked her hair back onto her back and started to put her shirt on. Once
it was on her, she pulled her hair out and straightened them and uttered a quick
thank you and left without looking at me. My uncle’s wife is not as slim as my
younger aunt is because of being married and all. She is wider in her back and has a
few bulges around where the nala of her shalwar is tied. Her back is also meatier,
so when my fingers rubbed on her back, it felt nicer than it had been with my other
aunt. When I went back to my books after she had left, her shiny, brown skin stayed
as background effect on the pages. The incident faded from memory soon. It was a!
bout a week or so later when she came to my room again and asked me to hook her bra.
This time she was not straight out of the bath; instead she was coming from her room
where it seemed she was getting ready to go somewhere. She was wearing new, ironed
clothes and smelled of nice perfume, which she usually only does when she and my
uncle go visit somebody in another village. It was Sunday, so that made sense
because my uncle was home and must have planned a small trip. I was Surprised a bit
when I realized that if my uncle was home, then why did she come to me to hook her
bra? He could have done it for her. I assumed that my younger aunt and my
grandmother were not available yet once again; that’s why she came to me. Probably
my uncle had stepped out or something.
This time she wore a bright colored bra. The reddish color of the material actually
overpowered the brownish color of her skin and it was the color of her bra that
stayed in my mind, instead of the color of her skin. My fingers retained the nice
warmth of her skin a while longer as well. Still everything was on the up and up. I
didn’t make anything out of it, although I did feel a bit uncomfortable having to do
something at my age which usually women ask children much younger than me to do. She
was my aunt though and it was perfectly okay for her to come to me, as I was her
nephew, which was almost the same as being her son. One morning, as I was about to
leave for college, she asked me to come with her before going out. My uncle had
already gone and my younger aunt and my grandmother were busy somewhere around or
out of the house. I followed her to her room. As I waited for her to tell me what
she wanted me to do, she crossed her hands in front of her, grabbed her shirt from!
the sides and started to lift it up and off of her. Her back was towards me, so I
couldn’t really see anything that I hadn’t seen before. She didn’t have a bra on
as I was able to see her entire back without being distracted by the strap.
She bent over a little and picked up a bra from her bed and started to wrap it
around her breasts. It was during that bending and extending her hands outward to
put her bra on that I saw the sides of her breasts clearly. She held the two straps
on her back and asked me to hook her up. I moved close to her quickly and did as I
was told. She picked her shirt up, put her hands through the bottom and slid it over
her head and onto her body. She turned around as she was still fixing it and smiled.
She thanked me for the help and I took my leave to go to college. All day I kept
seeing the sides of her breasts in my mind and kept thinking about the way she had
fixed her shirt around her breasts after she thanked me. Even her smile seemed
special in the afterglow of her breasts shining from her sides. I had finally seen a
glimpse of a small part of a woman’s breasts. It was special. I did wonder why she
didn’t ask any other member of the family to hook her up, specially my uncle beca!
use she must have put her shirt on in his presence. Then I thought that maybe she
just forgot and when she did remember, I was the only one around.
I knew it was a rare occurrence to see that much of her because chances of that
happening again were very little. My younger aunt or someone else would normally be
around to take care of the situation. It came as a big surprise when a few days
later she asked me again to help her before going to college. As before, she removed
her shirt and looked for her bra to put on. It wasn’t on the bed. She looked around
to see where it was and found it sitting on her dresser. She had to turn left to go
there and that meant that she had to expose her naked front to me. She put her hands
on her breasts, sort of cupped them, and went to the dresser. I tried to look down
to avoid seeing anything, but not before I got an eyeful. I saw her front; except
the parts that were covered by her hands. I was embarrassed by the situation and
Felt a little flustered, but it was exciting as well. I actually felt a little warm.
She went to the dresser and put the bra on her breasts while my eyes stayed g!
lued to the floor. She called me once she had put it on and held it in position. I
moved behind her to do the hooking. Only she was standing in front of a mirror and
I could see both sides of her; her back directly and her front through the
reflection in the mirror. Tried as I might but I couldn’t help looking into the
mirror. She was looking directly at me and our eyes met.
I felt embarrassed by being so “caught”by her, but I had no choice. I saw her
cleavage, her belly, her belly button, and the part below her navel. A sudden rush
in my blood flow made my vision go blurry but I recovered quickly. I hooked her bra
and left without saying anything. I didn’t even give her a chance to say thank you
this time. I was feeling ashamed of having seen my aunt so without clothes. I don’t
know what made me stop and look back as I stepped out of the door. She was facing me
and was watching me leave. Our eyes met again, this time directly, without the
benefit of a reflection. She seemed lost somewhere and gave me a slight smile but
didn’t say anything. I rushed out of there as fast as I could. Her cleavage, her
belly, and the area below her navel stayed in my mind all through the day, as did
the embarrassment. When I came home that afternoon, I didn’t have the courage to
even go eat my lunch. I was afraid of coming face to face with her. I didn’t know if
s!
he was upset at my boldness of looking at her directly that morning. I was very
hungry though and I couldn’t even think, let alone do my homework, because my brain
needed some nourishment. I was startled when she came to my room with my food. I
was grateful for her thoughtfulness and I even managed to come out and eat where we
normally eat our food.
She let a few days pass before she asked me to hook her bra up again. This time she
didn’t need to go to the dresser so everything was standard. Except when I finished
hooking her up, she didn’t put her shirt on. She actually turned around to face me
in just her bra. Her shirt stayed on the bed. She smiled and thanked me and asked me
if it was becoming too much for me to do this small thing for her. My eyes were
focused on her chest. I tried, but failed, to reciprocate her smile. I was too
nervous to speak or to do anything else. I just shook my head and took my leave.
Obviously she was becoming more and more comfortable with me; that is why she no
longer cared about putting her shirt on right away. She felt okay in letting me see
her only in her bra. Only that made me very uncomfortable. I didn’t want to see her
only in her bra. She looked good that way and I didn’t want to feel about her the
way I ended up feeling. I actually enjoyed seeing her that naked. My breathing bec!
ame uneven. I even felt movement in my lower regions and I knew that wasn’t good or
even allowed. But there was no way for me to tell her to stop doing that. I
couldn’t come out and say to her that she should cover herself up because I was
starting to get excited by her. I didn’t know why she didn’t realize for herself
that it wasn’t appropriate for her to show that much of herself to me. I just
figured that our relationship was secure enough that she didn’t need to worry about
me getting excited. I actually felt guilty for having such feelings after seeing
her. It became a routine for me to every morning help her with her bra. She would
go to her room. Take her shirt off while facing away from me and towards her bed.
The bra was always on her Bed, which she would put on her breasts and extend the
straps to back where I would reach over and hook it up. Simple and quick, but
always significant.
One day she went to her room and took her shirt off as usual. I realized very
quickly that something was different when I found myself looking at her reflection
in the mirror. Her breasts were completely visible to my eyes, which popped out of
their sockets at that incredible sight. It turned out that she had left her bra on
her dresser and out of habit she took her shirt off in front of the mirror where I
could see her topless. She realized her mistake quickly and covered her breasts with
her hands while screaming slightly, “Hai maan!”oh mother! As her eyes looked into
my face and found me so flabbergasted, she said, “Turn around quickly, I don’t want
you to see me like this.” I mechanically turned while trying to memorize that view
and imprint it on my brain. I didn’t want to forget it. That was my first time
seeing a woman’s breasts so completely and so closely. They were even better than I
had ever imagined them to be. My aunt’s breasts were big and round and supple and!
beautiful. Her nipples were big and strong and pointy. Her flesh looked delicious.
Try as I might not to, I became erect nonetheless. When she called me back towards
her again, I found her red and flushed. I was flushed myself. When our eyes met
through the mirror, we looked away from each other quickly. They met a few times
though. She really looked embarrassed, as did I. But nothing was said other than
the looks of embarrassment. As I was leaving, she said, “You won’t tell anyone
about what happened, would you?”
Her question caught me by surprise. “Who am I going to tell?”I looked at her to see
if she would say more, but she didn’t and after a brief pause, I just left. My eyes
kept seeing those breasts all day long. She came to my room after lunch. It took her
a while before she spoke. She said, “I feel so ashamed for what happened this
morning?”I thought about an answer for a few moments; then replied softly, “There is
nothing to be ashamed of. It was an accident.”
“Yes, it was.” She smiled weakly. “I
promise it won’t happen again.”That would be a pity, I thought to myself. I would
have liked to see those breasts again. I said nothing though. It seemed like she
waited expectedly to hear something from me. When nothing came, she said, “You
didn’t feel too uncomfortable, I hope.”
“I did, at first, but when I realized that it was a fluke thing, I got over
it.”
“Well, I am sorry about that.”Again I said nothing and she left after waiting
for a while for me to say something. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say, so I
had stayed quiet. Things were a bit tense and quiet the next time we performed our
routine. I felt bad because I think she felt bad but there was nothing I could say
or do to make her feel better. I wanted to make her feel better though because I
think she was making a big deal out of an accident. But how, that was the question.
Then it came to me. So far we had done what we were doing, that is hooking her up,
in absolute silence. There was never any conversation between us other than thank
you from her. I usually followed her and did what I was supposed to do and then left
without saying anything. I knew that I had to break the silence or she may stop
asking me for help. The Subject came without much searching. Next time I was hooking
h!
er up, I made a remark as casually as Possible, “Auntie, you seem to prefer read a
lot?”That was the first time I acknowledged the fact that I had paid attention to
what I was doing. She replied, “I don’t know why, but I like red. It makes me feel
different.”We actually had a conversation about her underwear. I wanted to know if
she had matching panties on, but I didn’t express my thoughts. I think she was
relieved at my breaking the silence, so she asked me quickly, fearing that the
silence may creep back in, and “What color do you think I should try?”
“I don’t
know. I hear a lot of good things about black.”
From silence to saying mouthful, we had made a huge progress. Later on, as I
reflected on our conversation, I couldn’t believe I had suggested that my aunt
should wear black underwear. It was a bit intimate for us to discuss something as
personal as undergarments, panties and bras to be specific, but we had done it. I
guess after dealing with her bra for so long, it was only a slight jump to
discussing it. In our culture though, that was a big jump. Next day, sure enough,
her bra was black. The fact that she had worn it after my suggestion, when in the
past her bras were normally red or white, was a significant thing and I had to say
something.
“I see you are wearing black today.”Was all I could come up with? “Well, you
suggested it. So, how does it look?” She asked boldly as she gave me a view of both
front and back.”It looks better than red.” Was all I could come up with, again? She
smiled and I felt that a huge wall had been lifted from between us. A wall that not
only consisted of the silence and formality that we usually had, but of something
else as well, of another barrier. As I was leaving, she said, “I know I am going to
feel very embarrassed and even ashamed later, but look.”I turned to look and she had
pulled her shalwar down a little to expose her panty. It was a matching panty. I
just laughed. She laughed with me.
I tell you, I felt hard all day long. There was an erection between my legs that
just wouldn’t go away. I kept thinking of my aunt, of her bra, of her panties, even
of her naked breasts as I had the privilege of seeing them once, even though
accidentally. I felt special because she took my advice and choose a color that I
had suggested. I imagined her thinking of me when she bought those and that made me
feel excited. My aunt was thinking of me when she was buying her underwear. Imagine
that, my aunt buying underwear because of me, dare I say, for me. She came to my
room that afternoon. There was nothing she talked about, only fiddled with my books
a little. Then she left quickly. I understood that her presence was the result of
that special intimacy that we had shared.
She just wanted to be around me, as I wanted her to be around. I felt good. Next
morning, I asked her, “So, what did uncle say about your new color?” There was a
faint but naughty smile on my lips. She beamed when she answered, “Oh, I didn’t show
it to him.” There was more she almost blurted out but she stopped herself there.
Deep down, I felt the power. She didn’t want to show to my uncle what was Between
the two of us. I realized the special bond that had been created between us. That
bond only became clearer when she came to my room the next afternoon as well. We had
become friends, I felt. Having a female friend felt different, in a good sort of
way.
A few days later, she told me, “I have a surprise for you.”When I went to her room
and finished hooking her up, she turned around and put her hands on her hips. “What
do you think?” she asked. I looked at her with amazement on my face. She was wearing
a black lace bra. I could see her nipples through the lace, even though they were
barely visible because the color of her nipples was dark enough to blend in with the
lace. I was speechless. She smiled almost victoriously. She said, “I guess the look
on your face says everything.”I stuttered, “Sorry, I don’t know what to say. It
looks great.”
The next day, she showed me a red lace bra. It was equally revealing, but still the
color of her nipples sort of blended with the dark red color. Same look on my face,
that must have become a familiar thing for her, and same victorious smile. I think
she was enjoying herself; or rather she was enjoying the teasing she was doing with
me. Then came a white lace bra. Her nipples were very visible that day. Even the
rest of her breast was showing through the white lace. The contrast was so strong
that I could make out all the details of her breast through that and she was proudly
displaying them for me. She must have seen that look of arousal on my face. “So, how
do I look?”
Her question was a bit more direct. “You look great?” I replied.”It’s not too much,
is it? I feel I am showing too much.”
“Well, yes, you are. But, this is only for you,
so it doesn’t matter. No one is going to see anything.” I was finally able to get a
hold of myself.”Thanks Raj. But are you okay with it? I mean, you also get to see it
besides me.”
“Yes, I am okay. How does uncle feel about it?” I don’t know why I said
that but the thought was in my mind.”I have a secret for you. I don’t show this even
to your uncle.”
“Why not?” I said without thinking.”This is our secret, that’s why.” She said a lot
in that statement but I didn’t feel the weight of it until much later. That
afternoon, she came to my room. She seemed a bit down and rather subdued. I asked
her, “Are you okay? You don’t look okay.”She replied, “I have a slight
headache.” Why not?” I said without thinking.”This is our secret, that’s why.” She said a lot
in that statement but I didn’t feel the weight of it until much later. That
afternoon, she came to my room. She seemed a bit down and rather subdued. I asked
her, “Are you okay? You don’t look okay.”She replied, “I have a slight
headache.”
“Why? What gave you that headache?”Thinking too hard, I guess. I’ve been
worried all day about your reaction to my being so daring.”
“Actually, I didn’t think
much about it. We have become comfortable enough with each other that it didn’t seem
out of place.””It didn’t.” She was serious.”Not at all.”I looked into her eyes to
convince her of my sincerity.
“Well, I am relieved.” She did not seem relieved. Next morning, she was again
wearing that white, lace bra. When I finished hooking it up, she turned to face me
and asked, once again, “Are you sure, you are okay with it?” She was very serious,
and I couldn’t understand why.
“Yes, I am.” I said forcefully. “Don’t worry.”
“I won’t.”She whispered. As I was
about to exit the door, she called me, “Raj!”I turned to see what she wanted. When I
looked at her, I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was standing in front of me without
her bra. Her breasts were fully exposed for me to see. I stood there with my mouth
agape. She asked, “How about now? Are you okay with this as well?”
A thousand and one emotions went through my system in milliseconds. My dick went
from 0 to 90 degrees in a snap. She must have heard that snap as it hit the cloth
and stretched it out. My aunt was standing topless in front of me, asking me if I
was okay with her being that way. Her eyes were glazed and her face taut. She seemed
in a daze. I did the only thing that came to my mind. Actually at that time, my mind
had no ability left to think, so I moved with instinct. I went up to her and looked
at her breasts closely. I could see the blue veins running though her flesh, the
erect nipples, and the goose bumps around her areola. She was trembling. I gazed at
them for a while and then slowly reached with my arms and placed my hands gently on
each of her breasts. She gave a muffled sob as my hands cupped her breast and
pressed on them gently. I looked into her face. Her eyes were closed. I waited for
her to look at me. After a few moments, she looked at me. I looked into her eyes!
and with trembling lips whispered, “Yeah, I am okay with it.”
I had to leave at that moment because I didn’t know what to do next, and I am sure
neither did she. The softness and the warmth of her breasts stayed on my hands all
through the day. I didn’t even attend many of my classes. I sat under a tree, hidden
from view of most of my college fellows, and came home rather early. I went straight
to my room and collapsed on my bed. She slunk into my room. I didn’t get up. She
came and stood next to the bed. She had covered her chest with a dupatta. I just
looked at her as she looked at me. She slowly removed the dupatta from her chest and
said to me, almost in a whisper, “I spent my entire day like this.” I could see the
shape of her breasts through the thin material. Her nipples were erect and poking
through.
Why?” I asked with a similar whisper. Because you didn’t hook me up before you
left.” She said seriously as she waived her bra in front of me. I laughed hard when
I realized that she had spent the whole day without her bra. She put her finger on
her lips to shush me. I asked, “Why didn’t you ask someone to help you?”
“Only you are supposed to hook me up.”She said in a way that I almost felt like
kissing her. She removed her shirt and showed her breast to me again. I jumped up
from my bed and cupped them quickly. There was more vigor in my touches. I was being
rough with her. She just sobbed while I touched, caressed, squeezed, and hurt her
breasts.
When she realized that I wasn’t going to stop, she pulled herself a little away and
said, “Quick before somebody finds out that I am here.” Then she put the bra on her
breasts and turned her back to me so I could hook her up. After hooking her up, I
reached around and placed my hands on her breasts again. She had to force my hands
away so she could put her shirt back on. I continued caressing her breasts even
after that and she actually had to hold my hands to stop me so she could leave. I
was out of control, to say the least. I was feeling very erratic. My blood was
rushing through my body so fast that I felt dizzy. My brain couldn’t keep up with my
emotions. I spent the whole weekend on hot coals, but the fire burnt through my
passion so much that by the time we met again, I was calm and in control of my
hands. When I placed my hands on her naked breasts during the next opportunity that
came, she did something that I found very endearing. While I caressed and squeezed
her !
breasts, she held my face in her hands. There was so much tenderness in her touch
that I practically melted with affection. She let me play with her as I saw fit and
she only showered me with unspoken love. My chest felt so heavy that the feelings
almost oozed out of my eyes.
That afternoon, she came to my room and came into my arms. The first time ever we
hugged and what a hug it was. She was so soft and so warm; I wanted to absorb her
into myself. She held herself against me while I soaked myself with her tenderness.
Then she left as quickly as she had come. She left me behind shaking and trembling
and feeling cold. I had to get a grip on myself. I was so overwhelmed with her
softness that I wasn’t giving myself the chance to savor it. I was so hungry that I
was eating such delicious food so quickly to almost give me a stomachache. One
reason being that we only had limited time with each other; the other being that it
was all something new for me. I had only heard stories, and here I was actually
experiencing what it feels to be intimate with a woman. Doors were opening to me to
a brand new world and I was like a village boy in a big city for the first time.
Besides, I felt a little foolish for acting so emotional. I didn’t know how she felt
about the whole thing. Did I just take her by surprise or did she want to be with me
as much as I wanted to be with her? I couldn’t say for sure and I had to find out if
she really had as strong feelings about the whole thing as I did. I decided to be
restrained in our future encounters. I practically went back to our previous
routine. I didn’t touch her, only kept myself to hooking her bra. She was no longer
hiding herself away from me, but I controlled the temptation to cup her. I withdrew
from showing her my feelings almost completely. It must have seemed like I was upset
with her. She didn’t say anything but I could tell that she was confused. One night
as I was thinking about her soft and warm breasts, she came to my room in Darkness.
She got into bed with me and hugged me hard. Then she whispered in my ear, “Why is
it that you don’t touch me anymore?”I wasn’t ready for such a direct qu!
estion because I was hoping that she would show her want of me instead of just
asking me to show my want of her. I didn’t answer her.”Do you know how much I miss
your touch?” She whispered again. “I am going crazy waiting for it to come and it
is not coming. Have I done something wrong? No,”I knew I had to answer. “It’s
nothing like that. It is just that I don’t know how to behave with you. I don’t
know what I am supposed to do. I don’t know what you are supposed to do. Then
again, you don’t really do anything. I seem to be the only one who is doing
something.”
She slapped me in the face. “I can’t believe what I am hearing.” She seemed angry.
“I have given myself in to you. I have let you do with me as you please. Isn’t that
something? What do you want me to do, what am I supposed to do? I have made myself
available to you.”I understood then what she was going through. I also understood
that she was as lost as I was. We were both discovering an uncharted territory and
we both had no clue or direction. I just held her in my arms as hard as I could. We
both stayed together with each other until she realized that she had to go back. I
made a plan after she left. I remembered her words that she had made herself
available to me. I hadn’t actually claimed my prize, reward, right, whatever. When
we were together the next time and she stood in front of me topless, I asked her to
take her shalwar off.
She seemed hesitant, but I was serious. After a slight pause, she pulled her nada
and loosened the shalwar around her waist, and then she let it drop to the floor. I
moved a little back to look at her completely. She felt awkward, even embarrassed,
but I didn’t care. I wanted to see her that way. She was only in her black panties.
Apparently, she had settled on black as her new color. It was lace panty, so her
hair and her pussy were visible through it. I then went closer to her, knelt in
front of her and started to slide her panty off. She lifted her one foot and then
the other to let me remove it off completely. I could hardly breathe. My breath was
coming so hard and fast that it was getting stuck on the sides of my air passageway.
I swallowed hard as I looked at my aunt standing in front of me completely naked. I
must have been pretty yellow in the face as all the blood must have drained from it. I was hard, really hard.
She moved towards me, took my face in her hands and whispered, “You need to calm
down, or you are going to faint.”I stuttered, “I can’t. I don’t have any control. I
don’t know what to do.”Let me check something.” With that she reached down and
placed her hand where my cock was straining. She felt my hardness and I squirmed.
She said, “You seem to have a very serious problem.”Then she started to unbutton my
shirt and said, “You better get out of your clothes quickly so I can help you.”
I rushed through undressing and stood in front of her naked. My cock was pointing
towards the ceiling. I could see certain amazement in her eyes. She quickly went to
her bed and lay down. She asked me to come to her. I was nervous and trembling. I
moved next to the bed. She pulled her legs up so her knees were touching her breasts
and her feet were in the air. She asked me to come around and sit where her butt
was. As I got on the bed and sat on my haunches in front of her pussy, she opened
her thighs and gave me a good view of what I never thought I would get to see at my
age. She asked me to lean forward and overshadow her with my body. I had to stretch
myself over her. She reached between us and grabbed my cock with her right hand. Her
soft hands on my shaft sent shivers up my spine. She rubbed the end in between her
legs and I felt her wetness. I had to close my eyes because it was feeling so nice.
It seemed like she was looking for something with it and soon she found i!
t. She kind of stuck the tip on an opening and then quickly reached around my body
and grabbed my butt cheeks.
“Now, push slowly,” She said. I pushed down and the doors to heavens started to
open. I felt myself getting inside of her and my body shook with the force of such
sheer pleasure. I kept going in and in for a while before my legs touched her
legs.Ohhhhh, Raj.” She said in a convoluted voice. She motioned for me to pull back
up. I slowly started to pull my pelvic area up and I felt myself coming out of her
slowly. As I felt the head almost about to come out of her, she grabbed my ass and
pushed me down again. Ohhhhh, God, Raj.”I felt a bit scared at the voice coming out
of her throat.Ohhhhh, raaaaaaj, you are such a beeeeeaaaaast!”I kept moving up and
down slowly, with occasional push against her body to hold myself all the way
in.Ohhhh, Raaaaaaaaaj, you feel so good. I feel you all over my insides.”
I kept moving in and out. Then she grabbed my ass and started to push it down
forcibly. It seemed like she was asking me to increase the rhythm. Ohh Raj. Ohh Raj.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Raj. Oh, oh, oh, aaaaah!”I started to move even faster.Ohhhohh, aaaahhh,
aaah, ahh, ah, aaaaaha, Ohhh, Aaaaah, raaaaaaaaaj.”I kept moving at that fast
speed.Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, ah.” She kept screaming.Ohhhhohhhhoh,
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrh.”Oh, God, Oh, Raj, Oh, God, Oh Goooooood!!” With that she
started thrusting upward.Ohhhhh, Ohhhh, Oh, oh oh oh oh.” Then one big thrust up and
she held the position as her body shivered and jerked.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhh, Raj.” She said one last time as she relaxed a little. I slowly picked
up the pace. She was relaxed and calm by now and let me go at any pace I wanted.
Soon, I felt the signal. I felt this sudden rush of incredible pleasure and
something started to erupt out of me and into her. I couldn’t hold my voice any
longer and had to scream, “Ohhhh Auntie!”No, call me Vidhya,” she said but I was too
far gone to care. Then with one final thrust I held her pinned down and I felt this
liquid gushing out of me and into her, first in big spurts, then in short spits and
then just leaking slowly. I was spent. I had to just fall on top of her where she
held me for a long time. Needless to say, I wasn’t in the mood to go to college after
that and I realized that the energy that used to keep me restless had left my body
for a while. For a short while as it turned out. I spent the rest of the morning
spending it and hearing that weird sound Needless to say, I wasn’t in the mood to go to college after that and I realized that the energy
that used to keep me restless had left my body for a while. For a short while as it turned out.
I spent the rest of the morning spending it and hearing that weird sound…in my mind.
Since noon was there at home that day… Younger aunt was out , as she had work and aunts 
husband was not there untill next sunday.. so I planned to skip the collage .. as i was not
interested anymore to go to collage , not not after this awesome encounter (Well what would 
u guyz do if u were in my place ?) …. I was still laying over her. I believe it was already 
11am .Trying to regain my sense Both breathing heavy. my face still buried inside her neck below
her ears.God she smelled so gud. I could feel my cock was spent out and Limp. The pressure of the
pussy wall had almost spitted my cock out, But still my cocks head was half inside her pussy.. AS 
if it had its own instinct and was struggling to get inside the doors of heaven. Being 18 and with
athletic body I was not that over weighted ..so was still over her sleeping … I started to move my 
body…since my little friend dow there wants to get inside the doors of heaven. This made my aunt to 
wake up. All of a sudden she started to snuggle and she tried to push me away. Well I did not want her 
to go away…so started licking her neck below her right ear. ”Enough Let me go raj” her voice hissed. I 
did not want the wonderful opportunity to be missed before she regains her senses. I feared what if she
felt guilty on the act we have already done .So I started to lick and suck her neck faster and teased her
a little. I started to lick her neck from the area below her ear to her middle neck where her pendent
bone lies. I could feel her thin and almost invisible hairs of her fore arms standing out in excitement
.This made me so confident that she really likes me to keep going on.
Now I realized that my life is just started. I did not waste much tyme. I started to move from her neck to
her breast , it was quite tough for me to suck them as I did not want my friend to slip out of her lips of 
pussy. I kissed and licked one of her nipples. “Don’t forget about this one,” Vidya purred as she presented
the other one to my mouth. I played with both melons for some tyme and then We kissed and explored each other’s
bodies with our hands. We kissed some more with our legs entwined. I was in a mood to play with her.so I 
started kissing and biting her neck, which I knew really excited her. As I attended to her neck I ground my 
semi hard cock into her soft pussy. She moaned and rolled over me .Now I am under her, carrying her full weight 
upon me. Her love mold was pressing against my groin with full pressure. This was very sensual. We had both our
bodies totally involved in mutual pleasure. She felt the quiver of the soft flesh of mine on her thighs as she
resisted my cock. I surrendered, her legs opened and I dipped my semi hard cock which was trying to regain strength 
into her wet pleasure area. She sighed and bucked her hips as I moved my cock in and around her doors of heaven. 
“Now I’m in control,” she declared. I made an attempt to extricate myself, but realized it was useless and submitted 
myself to her will. Satisfied that I was subdued, she took my hard warm dick in her mouth and did she ever control
that cock sucking. Then she gave me head just the way I liked it, as she ran her tongue along the backside of my hardness, 
nice and slow. She lightly slid her teeth across my manhood, her tongue flicking around its head, which drove me wild.
My breath was heaving as she continued. She released me from her mouth and asked, “What do you like most about it?”
“Mm mm, the sensuality,” I replied. “That’s a good answer she purred!” . Aunty Whispered in my ears-“ I am not going
to leave you today unless I suck you to my thirst”. “I always had a desire to have you like this” I replied. “Amah.. have me..have me..Come on. Have me in full my young love. I’m yours now. Do whatever u want
to” she said. “Aaah, my darling aunt,..my love.. ,my Vidya aunty ..that was the dream 
I too had..I would like to be within your cunt. Have me as much as you like now..
” I replied to. “Aei aunty…We have been playing like this for a long. Suppose someone 
arrives, someone finds us in a position like this..then…?” I said in low voice 
.Vidya raised her head and pushed her waist on my swelled heart that was beating her
pubic hairs ,she smilingly said with a loud open tone – “Let anybody and everybody look us.
Let them see how our meeting, and fighting goes on…Just be dirty with me I like to b dirty…
Keep fucking me on tiil my burning cunt looses its existence. I dont have fear for anyone.
” And then she winked at me and she smooched .. letting our tongues fight with mine. 
I started feeling as if I am blessed. We continued smooching and suddenly I felt as if 
something crawled up my ball sack.First I thought it was ant, to avoid ant bit I quickly 
slipped my hand between out body .Brushing her pubic hairs and my dick,which is now already 
slipped out.I started to brush my balls with my fingers. To my surprise it was not the ant that 
made the tingling sense .It was her juices that leaked out of her wide pussy lip to my dick
and ran over my ball sack.It was so naughty feeling to feel that sticky juices. Yes of Couse 
it was the cocktail of our earlier love session. I brought my hands to my face and then tried 
to take the aroma of the Juices ,which is now coated on my fingers.. No doubt it smelt so delicious .
I tried to lick them with the tip of my tongue .My aunt looked at me with sparkling eyes filled
with passion .she slipped her Tongue out like a snake and started to taste herself ,first just 
with the tip of her tongue and then she pulled my 3 fingers inside her mouth and started sucking.
GUYS THIS FEELS SO AWESOME WEN SOMEONE IS LICKING UR FINGERS< instantly my cock started growing hard.
I literarily felt blood filling veins of my Dick. Our eyes starred at each other and then I moved
my mouth closer to hers and kissed passionately ,tasting our own mixture of love juices. I really 
loved the taste of this. And I am ready to die to get for more and more of it. Soon we heard the clock 
strike 12 pm. Vidya came to her conscious as she my younger aunt had informed her that she is going to 
come half day from work. And till now no lunch it prepared. She stood over me and got down out of the
bed .that was the last tyme I saw her sweet pussy . Me too just sat on the bed .. all naked admiring 
the curves of my aunt. She started dressing up and I was enjoying the whole view. All of a sudden 
with instinct she looked at me. I had a dull looking face… then she came close to me and asked ”whats wrong?” . 
I said “is this all over ? i wished for more “ .She smiled and said “u will get this for life tyme… don’t worry”.
Then I said her that I want to taste her pussy before she goes out of this room. Then I lifted
her kurta and loosen her Pant.God she was bare inside….she did not wear any panty .I knelt down 
and buried my mouth inside her pussy. And tried to taste her pussy for one last tyme. She whispered 
“enough Raj … it will b late… we can continue this evening or night wen everyone is sleeping….. U 
know that ur Uncle is not in town.” …… she then left the room. I was sitting in bed …hold my cock 
and examining it. It was sticky … because of her juices. Then I started rubbing my fist all around
it .Then smelled my hands…. It was so over willing that I literarily wanted one more fuck session
right there…. (I am sure ,even u guyz love the smell of ur cock … that musky smell …. Smell of sex. Yes or NO ?) I enjoyed the smell that my fingers had … Smells really gud right ? http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif
Laying naked in bed and played with myself …thinking all the unexpected things that had happened in 
my life since this morning. All this was making me go Crazy ,for about 15 to 20 mins i was playing with
myself .Then decided to get out of the room. I just wanted to wear Bermudas without the underwear…. 
because even Vidya aunty did not wear any panty. Being that way it feels so naughty. SO now I just wore
my Bermudas but soon realized this won’t work for me. As my Friend was Hard enough like the neck of giraffe .
Unknowingly i started giggle looking at the tent that had formed down there. Well now i was disappointed to wear Underwear http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/frown.gif
Anyways i had no other option. So had to remove the Bermudas and had to wear Underwear and then i came out of the Aunts Bedroom.
Wen i came out of the room my eyes were just searching for my Aunty only. Sound of the utensils that came from kitchen
made me realize that she was preparing Lunch. Nothing much work i had to do,so i went to bathroom to Pee .
AAhhhh…. that was a perfect relief. My bladder was so much filled that it took almost 3 mins to complete peeing.
After flushing i straight away went to the kitchen to drink water. While on the way to kitchen i started to taste my 
finger on which the last drops of my pee fell… that was so Naughty feeling…
Wen i went inside the kitchen…I saw my aunty..busy cutting cucumbers for the salad. She figured out my presence and
she turned to see me … all i could c was a big smile on her face… She asked me “Exhausted?”
Well i replied ” That was the awesome thing i ever experienced ,Thanks ” She giggled. A strange inner voice i heard 
… that was forcing me to stay around her… At that tyme i really knew that i have to stick around her… SO i thought 
of talking to her … Then i Hopped over the Kitchen shelve and sat next to the Basin. She looked at me and started 
speaking ” Kya baat hai … Janab aaj kitchen mein ?? (As i never entered kitchen, not more than 3 mins) ” 
So i replied … haa wo bas… i wanted to talk to u”. She kept quite and continued her chopping the cucumbers.
At that moment i just wanted to talk .. but I was not able to phrase the words …meanwhile i was Scanning her
body…From her thigh .She had very nice Curves … well ofcouse both ass and BooBS.. Till then I was thinking 
what to talk.. I asked her “Aunty… Whatever happened today… i really cant imagine…that it really happened” 
I continued… Can i ask you something… ?
Do you really carved to have sex with me …. or it just happened unexpectedly ? Now she stopped her chopping 
and looked around me . She said “I had deep secret fantasies of making love to young boys guiding them from boyhood 
to adolescence to adulthood”
She continued “I fantasies’ about real life young acquaintances with imaginations of soft sensitive and passionate 
mating, tenderly teaching them the art of making love.” “But it was Just a fantasy that I never experienced or talked 
to anyone until today http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/wink.gif” She had a Wicked smile (Smiling to one sides) . Now she asked me ….”I think this was the 
first sex experience my hero had? “
I replied “Yes ,It was my first. And i was Glad that it happened because of U.” (I kept starring at her boobs… It 
was trying to push itself out of her body… i knew bare even there) .I continued “I used to worry… thinking how 
long i have to wait to knock my virginity … Now i feel so relaxed…”
Vidya started laughing…. “Relaxed?? !! ” “You almost got drained your energy completely…. you hardly had enough 
energy left to move” …”Don’t worry, That happens to everybody when its their first tyme.. ” 
She continued “I am really happy …that u performed well in ur first tyme http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif” …Now its my tyme to smile…
I started smiling and brushing my hairs in response. Then i asked her “Did i really made u crazy today ?” 
She said “Crazy !! ? u have no idea how much i enjoyed … You have Filled me completely !! Now thats quite strange for 
a Virgin guy to produce and stock that much amount of CUM” .
I started Now “What !! Vidya Aunty now dont lie to me … Just give me ur honest comments” “I dont want u to lie me ” I started Now “What !! Vidya Aunty now dont lie to me … Just give me ur honest comments” “I dont want u to lie me “
No Raj .. you are… u really Did .She came close to me ..Standing 20cm in distance. “You have no idea Raj how much i 
am leaking right now … the juices are flowing down, towards the sides of my knee” .. I started nodding my head.. NO NO..
Immediately she responded .She took my hand placed it near her thigh..and then she started drag towards her Love spot…
Now thats i have to believe what she said .. she was actually dripping… The sides between her legs were wet..not just wet.. 
it was kind of slippery wet thing..
When my hand reached her Pussy,She pressed my hand fermly …I could feel the warmth as well as the hea wetness. 
Words came out of her mouth “So what do u say now ?” I was soo surprised yet curious to know that i being my first 
tyme i had produced gallons of stock with me.I moved my hand which had coating of the wetness ..to my mouth…First 
i took a deep breath …inhaling the smell of my hand and licked the wetness and dried my hand..I was so happy to taste this .. 
felt as if i am blessed .But this happiness did not last long … As something flashed my head… Stretch marks were formed on my fore head. 
I started feeling low and did not have courage to look at my aunt. This behavior made my aunt to realize that something is bothering me.
She came even closer and asked “Raj wats wrong ? what happen ? is everything ok ?” . I responded “Vidya aunty.. 
i think we did a big mistake. In excitement we did not take any protection! And now i have released my sperms inside u..
that to in larger quantity. What if you get pregnant.. And what will happen if the society or our family comes to know? “
Now i looked at my aunt. Struggling hard to keep my eye contact. Her eyes and face expression was something different now.
It was as if she was not at all worried about this. Then she started saying “Raj, Its ok dear. I am happy if i get 
pregnant because of you. Listen now i want to tell a tough truth of my life.UR uncle is suffering from infertility. 
Doctor said that he have only 30% chances to become a father. Its 2.5 years since our wedding .I am not blessed with baby.
Because of his problem, even ur uncle is frustrated and this has resulted in less bedside session inside our bedroom “
…Now she started smiling at me… “So don’t worry bachu.I will be really blessed if i become mother because of you.” 
So listen carefully .She came still closer to me ..and started whisper in my hear “I want you to go bare all the tyme whenever 
we get crazy..I dont want even a thin layer of condom to separate me from you.” She then Kissed my right cheek while her 
righthand was resting on myleft cheek. By the tyme i was recovered for my worries .Now i started smiling .She moved away 
and started to chop the remaining cucumber and then asked “do u want a piece of cucumber” .. I did not say anything instead i nodded Yes with my head..
I could never imagined what she did next.The moment i nodded yes…. She took a pretty thin slice of the cucumber 
and lifted her Kurta put the cucumber inside her pussy and then she handed over it to me…. She said “it is coated 
with our love. I am sure you like to be little dirty with me http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/wink.gif ” . My face had wide smile .. “Little dirty ? I love to get full dirty with u” i said.
Now the Door bell rang..(It as already 1:25pm.. tyme was running so fast). i knew it was my younger aunt… 
Vidya aunty told me to open the door…i followed her order and opened the door.. Soon vaishali aunty (Oh I forgot to introduce my younger aunt )stepped in
…. She started murmuring to herself “God , its so hot out there …feeling so tired…” I did not bother to what she said….
she went straight away to her room and changed .And then she went to our attached bathroom …i knew she want to free up her bladder….
I ignored everything and continued to eat the cucumber that had delicious coating… this surly amplified the taste of the cucumber.
Need little to say… I was just more happy and eager to taste this toppings http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/wink.gif I heard the sound of the flush. She came out of the bathroom and went straight to kitchen to have Lunch. 
She took half day leave as one of her frend got married and in the evening she had to attend the reception.
She was talking to Vidya aunty… i could not hear clearly …she was saying he have to go to parlor first .
So she will have lunch and then she served lunch for herself .I was goofing around in the house … patrolling 
from room to room… passed the bathroom.. whoose door was open. My eyes shuttered over the panty which was not present
earlier wen i went to pee. So the devils mind worked quickly..http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif I went inside the bathroom. Guess wat i did http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif
Yes you are right .. i started sniffing the panty… i could smell the sent of her urine aswell as the damp smell
of her sweat.. Then i put the layer of panty in my mouth.. wetting it with my saliva and sucked them once again.
I left the panty and came out of the bathroom. And noticed Vaishali aunty completed her lunch . 
After cleaning her plates she dressed up and within few mins she left to the parlor.
As soon as she left.. i went inside the kitchen again… Vidhya Aunty was cleaning the area around the gas with wet cloth.
The smell and the taste of Vaishali auntys panty made me to go with the flow…. I went behind her ..hugging her from her back…
I was wriggling my cock which is still inside my Bermuda, as if i wanted it to place between the cleavage of her ass.
I hold her breast close and tightly .I started to sweep back her hairs and kiss her ear and neck .She now tilted her
head to give better access and kiss passionately. My bulge pressing against her ass.She turned around breaking our kiss. 
She started smiling “Wait ..wait .. first let us have Lunch….” Well i replied ..”Aunty…What do u think i am doing now ?
I am serving lunch…. U know i am hungry ..right? ” . “Oh really !!! ” she said .She lowered her hand to my crotch, rubbing 
gently over my Bermuda. Even I sliped my hands down her pants and grabbed her ass cheeks. then running my index finger in-between
asif i am finding her ass crack then said ” Nice fine ass” .
Now she slip her hand inside my Bermuda, grabbing my cock.well now she did something … which made me to jump on my toes…. 
She touched the tip of my velvet head and started to rub it with her thumb. The sensation was so intense that i just hopped a little.
Then i asked her to take her kurta off. Immediately she said .. if u want to something ..then u need to work for it . 
So then i tried to pull of her dress… well it was not that that easy… i struggled a little to get it removed… 
it was like i was fighting her.. we giggled and played…… She was now half naked in front of me… thank god she did not 
wear bro.. or else i might have lost few seconds to remove that.. Now she was sharp naked… i see her nipples standing out 
in delight. this one was the best part… she had big button like nipple. Surrounded by big brown Areola. 
I started kissing her right breast. And cupped the other in my right hand .after a couple of mins sucked on the other.
She started to to moan with deep breath. I slip my left hand down Her pants and touch her pussy. She some how managed to speak
and said .. “It would be gud if we go to bedroom….” I said how about our sofa in the hall ?
She liked the idea… and agreed… I wanted her to lift her and take her in my arms and then take her towards sofa.. But She was quite heavy http://www.xossip.com/images/smilies/icon10.gif he he he 
She then walked with me.. it was funny though…. walking around the house half naked. I was just enjoying her ass.. 
which danced while walking. She then lie on sofa as i slipped of her pant. I leaned close to you and kissed ur body. 
kisser the soft corner area ..Just between her pubic area and the start of collar bone of her leg…I put my tongue out 
like a marker pen. and started to move like a sketch towards her navel. I saw Ripples were formed in her stomach in excitement.
Then again i moved downwards. My mouth reaches her pussy. I examined her pussy lips.. It was now dark.. But little wheatish color .
I started licking around the area of her pussy…. I ran my tongue between the area where her ass hole and pussy is .
She started to breath heavily wen i did this…i started running my tongue in circles in this area… She screamed a 
little “My body can’t take it anymore ..feels tickling inside of me ” Soon she started bucking her pelvic muscle .
I know she reach an orgasm. I Continued licking, kissing and sucking on her pussy.My tongue flicks out and catches her
Luv button (clit) . I see her dripping even more… I knew that my cum from the mornings session is still in there and 
now more juices started flowing out… think of this made me more crazy and i started to dart my tongue inside her cunt 
… darting in and out … in and out…. .. Mmm sloppy slurp! Again with left hand i spread her pussy lip and started 
to run my tongue on her folds of her pussy lip.And then i started to rub and feel the walls of her inner pussy…
She started to straddle and she buried her hands on my hairs and she actually started to forcing me towards her pussy… 
as if she wanted my whole head inside the doors of heaven. My whole face was covered with the wetness … my eyes, 
nose cheeks ….. thats tastes so gud. I was going mad.. My cock was rock hard… Still the excitement was filling the 
veins with blood..more and more . I realized ,it had so much pressure from inside that the head of my cock was actually 
started shining . She said “time for me to go in a roller coster” 😛
I knew what exactly she had in mind…. i rolled on my back while she moved over me… god she is heavy…still the pleasure
was so intense that i did not care ….She lifted herself and i hold her hips … then i asked her to go in steady on me.. 
she smiled.. ok… She slide her pussy down My cock. She started to ride me slowly… Sliding up and then down…. 
Very slow stroke …. uppppp aaand then doown… .Then i started to increase the pace .. She was so lubricated from 
inside that i actually could hear the patting sound of my crazy balls that made when she had down thrust. I know i 
could not hold much longer.. and i was going to blast again….It was a great view.. ger boobs were juggling .. bouncing 
up and down . I tried to hold ur breasts but i hardly could catch it.. as it was bouncing …
The feeling i had now was intense that i could hardly explained.. i was so close and i had to struggle to keep my eyes
open..I shut my eyes and then grabbed Aunts ass, impaling her on my cock and yelled at her “I AM c … AhaaAH AHHHa ha” .
God this was so incredible i splashed 3 jolts …still doubted if i really shot so much of cum again… 
Aunt spoke now “Raj,I feel as if i am filled again… its so warm inside.. i can feel it.”. I started to loose my hardness…
She then kiss my head .. She then slide off of ME then stood over the sofa …and little of the juice dropped and landed
on my stomach near the navel. I did not hesitate to taste the cocktail of our love .I licked that.
She lowered her head to MY cock.And started licking the tip of my cock, tasting the swirling the coated cum.
“Oooh that’s nice” lifting her head and she said . 
I lowered her mouth, using my hand to slide up and down.Her other other hand fondled my balls.She started taking 
more and more of me ….inside her mouth with each move.I was just 7inch.. and she took all my length in.Trying to harden 
me again . I put my hands on her head and then started banging ..just like the porn that i used to watch before.. i was not that 
hard to though but still managed to have dry cum… Aunt said… i think i have to train you….how to rock and roll once u 
had cummed…. i smiled at her …. and said .. vidiya aunty..i know u will teach me how to do that someday… 
She replied .. “ya sure.. u r great in bed .. I would love to teach you all the fun.” 
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