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Enjoyed my aunty

I am a 27-year-old Graphic Designer based in Mumbai. I am writing about an incident that happened one year ago. I live with my parents and younger brother. One day my mom told me aunty Reshma will be visiting us and she will be staying with us for fifteen days. It was not uncommon for our relatives to visit us from other parts of India. Every time someone visited us, I had to sleep in my brother’s bedroom, so the guests could stay in my room. I didn’t like it but I didn’t mind giving up my room for Reshma aunty because she is hot. I was excited about seeing her again.

Reshma aunty came home next day. She looked hotter than I could remember. I liked her pretty face, pleasant smile and her perfect body. She is really beautiful with a 34-size bust and ass to die for. She was dressed in a Saree and she looked sexy. She had little belly fat but that too looked sexy.

On the first day, aunty had a general conversation with me about my work, health etc.

On the second day, I saw her coming out of the room. She was dressed in nice Saree. I told her she looked very beautiful. She blushed and thanked me for the compliment.

On the fourth day, she was busy helping my mom.

On the fifth day, she and mom went shopping. On the sixth day, she was having problems with her mobile. My mom asked me to fix it. It was a minor problem. I fixed it. I restarted her mobile and called my mobile with her mobile. On the evening of the seventh day, I sent a joke to her mobile. She replied with a nice joke. That night I sent her a good night message. She replied ‘good night’.

On the eighth day, I was alone at home. Mom had gone for a medical check-up. Dad had gone to the office. My brother had gone to school and aunty had gone to her friend’s house. In the afternoon, I heard the doorbell ring and I opened the door. It was aunty. She had returned home. She told me it was very hot outside. She sat down on the sofa. She asked me to turn on the fan and bring cold water from the fridge. I switched on the fan and went to the kitchen. I took a bottle of cold water and a glass. I went to the living room and gave it to her.

She drank the cold water and let out a refreshed moan.

“Has mom come back home?” aunty asked.

“No aunty,” I said.

“My Saree is wet. I am soaked in sweat!” aunty said.

“You look gorgeous in the Saree. Pink suits you aunty,” I said admiring her.

Aunty blushed and said, “Thanks Atul, you always give me compliments when I wear a Saree. I hope you get a wife who loves to wear Sarees.

I thought about what I was about to say and boldly said, “I wish you had been single”.

“Aunty laughed, then she asked “If I had been single, would you have married me?”

“Definitely,” I said.

The doorbell rang.

I opened the door. It was my mom. She entered the house.

Mom and aunty started chatting.

That night I messaged aunty. “Good night.”

She sent a message, “Good night. Sweet dreams.”

I messaged, “I’ll be dreaming of you, aunty.”

She messaged. “Enjoy,” with a smile emoji.

The next day, Dad had gone to the office, my brother had gone to school and mom was in the bathroom. I went to the living room and saw aunty sitting on the sofa. She was dressed in a Saree that looked very good on her.

“Wow! You look very beautiful aunty,” I said.

She blushed and asked, “So what did you dream about me?”

“I just dreamt of singing and dancing with you in the park aunty,” I said.

“Oh…I thought you would have dreamt of kissing me,” she said and laughed.

“I kissed after we stopped dancing,” I said and laughed.

“What happened after that?” aunty asked.

I heard the bathroom door open and kept quiet.

Aunty stood up and said, ‘I have to pack my bag. I am leaving tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? I thought you were leaving next week.” I said feeling disappointed.

Before I could answer, mom walked into the room and said, “I have to go to the clinic. I’ll try to come back before lunch time.”

After mom left aunty went to the room to pack her suitcase.

I closed the door and went to talk to aunty. The bedroom door was open. I looked inside. She was bending and packing the suitcase. Her large buttocks was facing me. I could clearly see the shape of her ass cheeks. It was beautiful. I got a hard-on.

I thought it was the perfect opportunity to check if she was really interested in me. I went closer to her and slightly pressed my cock on her ass. She stopped moving for a couple of seconds and continued to do her packing. She didn’t move or turn so I pressed harder making sure she could feel my cock on her soft ass.

I felt bolder. I grabbed her bare waist on both sides and started rubbing my cock on her ass. She didn’t say anything but a few seconds later, she tried to stand straight, so I moved back. She turned around and looked at me.

She gave me a stern look and asked, “Did you dream about doing this to me last night?”

“Sorry aunty,” I apologized.

She stared at me for a moment and burst out laughing. After she stopped laughing, she said, “I am just joking.” She opened her arms and said, “Come.”

I laughed. I was so glad it was just a joke. I hugged her. I kissed her lips and she kissed me back. We kissed like lovers. As I kissed her soft lips, I moved my hands all over her body. I squeezed her breasts, waist and ass.

Aunty stopped kissing after a few minutes and said, “Let’s clean the bed first.”

“Okay aunty,” I said releasing her from my arms.

She turned around and closed her suitcase. “Keep it near the wall,” she said.

I took the suitcase and kept it near the wall. When I turned to see her, she was removing her blouse. She said, “Remove your clothes.”

“Okay aunty,” I said. I started removing my clothes with excitement.

I removed my clothes and saw aunty. Her breasts were bigger than I imagined they would be. She lifted her Saree and pulled down her panty. She held her Saree above her hip and got on top of the bed. She laid down on her back. She bent her legs and spread them apart. She looked at me and said, “Come.”

I quickly got on top of the bed and knelt down near her feet. I could see her clean shaved pussy between her plump soft inner thighs. It looked edible. I bent down, dug my face between her thighs and kissed her pussy. It smelled good. I licked her wet pussy for a few minutes.

I pulled away from her pussy and moved on top of her. I could feel my cock on her vagina. Aunty put her hand between us and grabbed my cock. She guided it to her vagina and said, “Push.”

I pushed my cock and my cock slid inside her pussy. I pushed more. It was tight but wet and silky. My cock glided inside her smoothly. I pushed to the maximum depth and laid down on her. “Oh….aunty. It feels so good!” I said enjoying the moment.

Aunty smiled and rubbed my back.

I pulled my cock out and thrust it inside her quickly. It felt very good. I did again and again, fucking her really hard. As I fucked her, I grabbed her breast on my right side, pulled it up, bent down and sucked her nipple. Aunty moaned with pleasure and I was happy I was giving her so much pleasure. I turned to her breast on my left and sucked it as I fucked her harder and harder. Aunty moaned louder with pleasure

“Ooohhh … ahhh … aahh, Atul! Ohhh, oooohhhh, I’m cumming … ohhh.”

Aunty’s eyes were tightly shut. Her pussy squeezed my cock and made my cock throb. I fucked her harder and harder. Aunty moaned loudly and I felt her body relaxing. I felt a surge in my balls and my cock felt heavy. I fucked her mindlessly, faster and harder. I suddenly shuddered and shot my cum inside her. I shot my cum inside her few more times till I was drained out. I laid my head next to her face and said, “Thank you Aunty”.

“You are welcome,” Aunty said, rubbing my back.

After my first experience with Aunty, I had sex with her every time we got an opportunity.