HYDERABADI AUNTY

Hi friends, here is one of my escapades, this time with a married lady with two kids who was my own aunt. A little bit about myself before the story, I am in my family business and married now but when the incident took place, I had finished my engineering and was going to Hyderabad for some training in my uncle's factory. It was about eight years ago and I was being sent to my father's youngest brother's auto component factory for a year's training. It had been a habit with our family that as soon as any of the kids finished their graduation they were sent for about a year to a relative's business to learn under them how business is conducted. It was a compulsory training and I too was sent for the same to Hyderabad factory. Before leaving both my parents filled me in on the necessary information that I would need to know. My father told me about my uncle and his factory and that I would stay with them in their house. I also would receive a stipend for three months and then a salary would be fixed depending on my understanding of the work and performance under uncle. The higher the salary the higher would the appreciation by dad, but then he would not have anything to do with the training program. I was determined to work hard and get a good name. My mother told me about the family of my uncle. They were about late thirties and had two kids who were a girl (12) and a boy (7). The girl was being sent to a boarding school and I would share the room with the boy. She also said that uncle was a bit strict and that aunty had been my favorite when they had been married. She also said that she had spoken to aunty about me and I could speak to aunty about anything I needed while I stayed there.
I was a young man of 23 with raging hormones and more charged now, as I would be away from the close watch by my parents. I had already found a few friends who were now settled in Hyderabad about what was in store for me there. I knew a few weeks from now I would be introduced to girls there and the weekends would be passion filled. Soon I left for Hyderabad on the train and reached there early morning at six. Uncle akhilesh was there at the station along with aunty nisha. Both were glad to have me over at their place and we went home to their place. I was shown to the room and asked to rest a bit before coming down for breakfast. As it was a Sunday, uncle said he would be gone most of the day to the golf club and would return by six in the evening. I wished him luck on the gold course and hit bed. By the time I was up it was ten and by the time I showered and went down it was eleven. Avinash had gone out to play with his friends and only aunty was there. She got breakfast for me and served it for me in front of the tv where I was sitting. She too sat in front of the tv in the other sofa and had her breakfast. \nBy then my mobile rang and it was a friend who had called to see if I had reached Hyderabad. I was talking to him for sometime while aunty was watching tv. I could not help but take note of aunty who was wearing a light colored salwar kameez. It was light blue cotton salwar and white pajama. The salwar and pajama was almost transparent and I could clearly see that nisha aunty was wearing a bra and no slip. I could also make out the panty line on the side as her salwar had split. She had good breasts with no sag in them, perhaps because uncle didn't use them much. Anyways my scanning came to an abrupt end as she got up to go the kitchen. I finished my call, ate up my breakfast and promised myself that I would behave, as she was my aunt and not any girl that I could fuck. \nIn the afternoon, I asked aunt where the nearby shops are and such stuff. She directed me to a closeby shop from where to get my basic stuff and said that once uncle was back we could go to the city to get a better idea of the city. She also told me that uncle had organized a bike from the factory for me to use to move around. It was kinetic Honda and not exactly the fastest thing but it would have to do for now. \n",1]
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I was a young man of 23 with raging hormones and more charged now, as I would be away from the close watch by my parents. I had already found a few friends who were now settled in Hyderabad about what was in store for me there. I knew a few weeks from now I would be introduced to girls there and the weekends would be passion filled. Soon I left for Hyderabad on the train and reached there early morning at six. Uncle akhilesh was there at the station along with aunty nisha. Both were glad to have me over at their place and we went home to their place. I was shown to the room and asked to rest a bit before coming down for breakfast. As it was a Sunday, uncle said he would be gone most of the day to the golf club and would return by six in the evening. I wished him luck on the gold course and hit bed. By the time I was up it was ten and by the time I showered and went down it was eleven. Avinash had gone out to play with his friends and only aunty was there. She got breakfast for me and served it for me in front of the tv where I was sitting. She too sat in front of the tv in the other sofa and had her breakfast. By then my mobile rang and it was a friend who had called to see if I had reached Hyderabad. I was talking to him for sometime while aunty was watching tv. I could not help but take note of aunty who was wearing a light colored salwar kameez. It was light blue cotton salwar and white pajama. The salwar and pajama was almost transparent and I could clearly see that nisha aunty was wearing a bra and no slip. I could also make out the panty line on the side as her salwar had split. She had good breasts with no sag in them, perhaps because uncle didn't use them much. Anyways my scanning came to an abrupt end as she got up to go the kitchen. I finished my call, ate up my breakfast and promised myself that I would behave, as she was my aunt and not any girl that I could fuck. In the afternoon, I asked aunt where the nearby shops are and such stuff. She directed me to a closeby shop from where to get my basic stuff and said that once uncle was back we could go to the city to get a better idea of the city. She also told me that uncle had organized a bike from the factory for me to use to move around. It was kinetic Honda and not exactly the fastest thing but it would have to do for now.
A little later avinash came home and he was a quite boy. I had to use all my charm to draw him out and I guess maybe some of it worked on both him and nisha aunty. Soon avinash was hanging around me, helping me set up my stuff in the wardrobe and aunty was very happy that avinash was getting along fine with me. \nThe next day uncle took me to the factory and showed me to some of the basic stuff. I was able to learn things fast because of my engineering degree and soon took to it like I was a born factory worker. Sooner than I realized a month went by and I had fallen into a routine of sorts. Most of the week would be spent in the factory and Saturday and Sunday would be for personal work. The five-day workweek was a killer as I spend twelve to fourteen hours in the factory and then most of Saturday catching up on lost sleep. Sunday was spent with some friends I had made there either in billiard parlor or at movie theatres. With regard to girls, there were two of them, but with one I was not too keen, she was the switch off the lights and feel only the warmth type and the other one was keen on doing anything after marriage only. So it was pretty sad. Uncle would be out on Sundays at the golf course and Saturdays he would be busy meeting some client or lawyer or someone but was not home till late in the evening on the weekends and weekdays he was in the factory most of the time. I used to wonder if aunty and uncle ever got time to have sex at all. Aunty was quite happy being home and only met people on occasions. She did not have many friends and even those she had she hardly kept in touch with. She was on phone only once or twice a week. She was mostly busy doing house work and looking after the family. She would spend a day or two of the week at the factory, but that was looking at the accounts and hr only. \nIn spite of my promise to myself, I caught myself checking out aunty's various body parts and admiring her glory. Perhaps added to this was the lack of any luck with girls of my age that I was beginning to forget my self-promise. One of those Sundays, after having a good session of sex with the willing girl I came home in the afternoon. Aunty was perhaps not expecting me and so to my delight when she opened the door, I could clearly make out that she was without bra under her salwar. She asked me if I was hungry and wanted to eat, I definitely would have eaten her up, but said yes I wouldn't mind a light lunch. She got the chapathis and every time she brought to serve hot chapathi, I was treated to generous view of her ample chest through the top of her salwar. I had a solid erection seeing this and tried my best to hide it. She did not seem to notice it at all and in fact came and sat in front of me while I ate. She never wore a dupatta at home and so the view was quite good for me.\n",1]
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A little later avinash came home and he was a quite boy. I had to use all my charm to draw him out and I guess maybe some of it worked on both him and nisha aunty. Soon avinash was hanging around me, helping me set up my stuff in the wardrobe and aunty was very happy that avinash was getting along fine with me. The next day uncle took me to the factory and showed me to some of the basic stuff. I was able to learn things fast because of my engineering degree and soon took to it like I was a born factory worker. Sooner than I realized a month went by and I had fallen into a routine of sorts. Most of the week would be spent in the factory and Saturday and Sunday would be for personal work. The five-day workweek was a killer as I spend twelve to fourteen hours in the factory and then most of Saturday catching up on lost sleep. Sunday was spent with some friends I had made there either in billiard parlor or at movie theatres. With regard to girls, there were two of them, but with one I was not too keen, she was the switch off the lights and feel only the warmth type and the other one was keen on doing anything after marriage only. So it was pretty sad. Uncle would be out on Sundays at the golf course and Saturdays he would be busy meeting some client or lawyer or someone but was not home till late in the evening on the weekends and weekdays he was in the factory most of the time. I used to wonder if aunty and uncle ever got time to have sex at all. Aunty was quite happy being home and only met people on occasions. She did not have many friends and even those she had she hardly kept in touch with. She was on phone only once or twice a week. She was mostly busy doing house work and looking after the family. She would spend a day or two of the week at the factory, but that was looking at the accounts and hr only. In spite of my promise to myself, I caught myself checking out aunty's various body parts and admiring her glory. Perhaps added to this was the lack of any luck with girls of my age that I was beginning to forget my self-promise. One of those Sundays, after having a good session of sex with the willing girl I came home in the afternoon. Aunty was perhaps not expecting me and so to my delight when she opened the door, I could clearly make out that she was without bra under her salwar. She asked me if I was hungry and wanted to eat, I definitely would have eaten her up, but said yes I wouldn't mind a light lunch. She got the chapathis and every time she brought to serve hot chapathi, I was treated to generous view of her ample chest through the top of her salwar. I had a solid erection seeing this and tried my best to hide it. She did not seem to notice it at all and in fact came and sat in front of me while I ate. She never wore a dupatta at home and so the view was quite good for me.
All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to break my self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha aunty no matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this woman, then I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty nisha plan. All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to break my self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha aunty no matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this woman, then I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty nisha plan. \nFirst of all I needed to assess what went through the mind of nisha aunty. It seemed she was always on the edge when uncle was around and when he was not around she seemed much more relaxed and comfortable. When he was in the house she would be in the kitchen or some other place working very busily and even her clothes would be prim and proper. She would be covered up and almost no skin would be seen. But when he was away she would not wear a dupatta on her salwar and even her saree would be hung quite carelessly. For me this meant more show when uncle was not there and very limited show when he was around. Therefore I too became very formal with her in his presence and extra friendly when he was not around. I began to praise her cooking saying it was heavenly and that she was such a caring and loving person. This led to her interaction with me becoming better and more open. I soon started praising her looks as well, this subtly first and then more openly. She seemed to enjoying the attention I was pouring on her. \nI kept a close watch on her and uncle and never did I get an idea that they were having sex, it seemed that they didn't have it at all. The only time it seemed like they having sex was one night when I heard some noise from their room while passing by it. But that soon stopped with the grunting noises from uncle. I stayed from some more time near their door and heard the bathroom door opening and closing, but nothing more. \n",1]
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All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to break my self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha aunty no matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this woman, then I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty nisha plan. All the beautiful sights I had seen up till now made me decide to break my self-promise and make a new self-promise, that I would lay nisha aunty no matter what. And why not, if uncle didn't realize the worth of this woman, then I would not let it go waste. So started the first phase of lay aunty nisha plan. First of all I needed to assess what went through the mind of nisha aunty. It seemed she was always on the edge when uncle was around and when he was not around she seemed much more relaxed and comfortable. When he was in the house she would be in the kitchen or some other place working very busily and even her clothes would be prim and proper. She would be covered up and almost no skin would be seen. But when he was away she would not wear a dupatta on her salwar and even her saree would be hung quite carelessly. For me this meant more show when uncle was not there and very limited show when he was around. Therefore I too became very formal with her in his presence and extra friendly when he was not around. I began to praise her cooking saying it was heavenly and that she was such a caring and loving person. This led to her interaction with me becoming better and more open. I soon started praising her looks as well, this subtly first and then more openly. She seemed to enjoying the attention I was pouring on her. I kept a close watch on her and uncle and never did I get an idea that they were having sex, it seemed that they didn't have it at all. The only time it seemed like they having sex was one night when I heard some noise from their room while passing by it. But that soon stopped with the grunting noises from uncle. I stayed from some more time near their door and heard the bathroom door opening and closing, but nothing more.
Next day aunty seemed a little sad but acted as if nothing was wrong. As it was a Saturday I stayed home and did not go out all day. I guessed that if I stayed home and pushed my luck a bit maybe nisha aunty would open up to me. Only the two of us were there for lunch and right after lunch I asked aunty to stay and watch a movie with me. She said all right and sat down on the sofa along with me. She was wearing a cotton saree with a white blouse with her white bra plainly visible. I praised her cooking and said that along with good looks god had gifted her a talent in cooking as well. She smiled weakly and said that she was glad that at least I was there to appreciate her. I told her that I was a big fan of hers now and would have gladly married her if she weren't already married. She laughed at that and said that I was becoming very naughty and that she would have to mention it to uncle sometime soon. \nAt this I got scared and got worried thinking if she really meant it then I would be in big trouble. I became quite serious and told her that I am sorry if I offended her and begged her not to mention it to anyone. I said I would not repeat it again. She said " arre baba, why are you worried, I was only kidding. After all you are my dearest friend and ever since you have come here, I have a handsome fan." I told her that she should swear on me that she is not angry with me and will not complain to anyone. She promised. I was worried about her telling my uncle or anyone about my comments to her, but was keener on getting her direct word about what she thought. Now my doubts were cleared and I had a green signal to continue my comments on her. So making use of the opportunity and to further my cause, I turned round and hugged her tight. \nThis definitely caught her off guard and I had hugged her under her arms. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. It was a wonderful feeling. At first she asked what I was doing and tried to escape, but when I held on and said, " you are a very nice person and I don't want to hurt you ever. I only wish you understand me and don't mistake me", she replied " of course I wont mistake you, you are my sweet mukesh. Now please let me go before anyone comes." I said that no one would come but did not let go. She hugged me back and said, " mukesh please let me go".\n",1]
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Next day aunty seemed a little sad but acted as if nothing was wrong. As it was a Saturday I stayed home and did not go out all day. I guessed that if I stayed home and pushed my luck a bit maybe nisha aunty would open up to me. Only the two of us were there for lunch and right after lunch I asked aunty to stay and watch a movie with me. She said all right and sat down on the sofa along with me. She was wearing a cotton saree with a white blouse with her white bra plainly visible. I praised her cooking and said that along with good looks god had gifted her a talent in cooking as well. She smiled weakly and said that she was glad that at least I was there to appreciate her. I told her that I was a big fan of hers now and would have gladly married her if she weren't already married. She laughed at that and said that I was becoming very naughty and that she would have to mention it to uncle sometime soon. At this I got scared and got worried thinking if she really meant it then I would be in big trouble. I became quite serious and told her that I am sorry if I offended her and begged her not to mention it to anyone. I said I would not repeat it again. She said " arre baba, why are you worried, I was only kidding. After all you are my dearest friend and ever since you have come here, I have a handsome fan." I told her that she should swear on me that she is not angry with me and will not complain to anyone. She promised. I was worried about her telling my uncle or anyone about my comments to her, but was keener on getting her direct word about what she thought. Now my doubts were cleared and I had a green signal to continue my comments on her. So making use of the opportunity and to further my cause, I turned round and hugged her tight. This definitely caught her off guard and I had hugged her under her arms. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. It was a wonderful feeling. At first she asked what I was doing and tried to escape, but when I held on and said, " you are a very nice person and I don't want to hurt you ever. I only wish you understand me and don't mistake me", she replied " of course I wont mistake you, you are my sweet mukesh. Now please let me go before anyone comes." I said that no one would come but did not let go. She hugged me back and said, " mukesh please let me go".
" No nisha aunty I want to hug you forever" she laughed and said " ok you can hug me later now let me go, I have some work in the kitchen" without letting go I asked her what work she had. She said she had to clean the kitchen and if I didn't trust her, then I could help her. So I let go of her and said I going to keep a close watch on her in the kitchen. She said ok and laughed as she went to the kitchen. Her breasts on my chest and hands on her back and her hugging me, had given me a huge erection. I adjusted my dick in my shorts and went behind her to the kitchen. " oof, how come you are troubling aunty so much today" she tried to push me out of the kitchen. But I stood firm and said she had agreed to let me watch her and that if I found her not doing any work I would hug her immediately. She said she really had work in the kitchen and I could hug her if she did not do any work, but also not to do it if someone was around. I winked at her and said, "don't worry how do you think I manage girlfriends under my father's eyes" " shaitan, so now you have made into your girlfriend," we laughed at it and I pulled her into my arms for another hug. This time she came without protest. " so are you hugging your aunty this time or your girlfriend" " my girlfriend". she lowered her gaze and slipped out of my hands. I knew that if I pushed a bit more in this manner I would have her in my bed soon. \nBut just then we heard the doorbell and she quickly adjusted her saree. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see uncle home and it was only three in the afternoon. Uncle who of course was not suspecting anything just gave a very enthusiastic hi and said he had forgotten some files that he needed at home. He quickly went up to the room and in ten minutes was down again. Aunty who had come to the hall, asked him if he needed some tea. He said yes and asked her to make some for me as well. We sat down with tea in the hall. Uncle made some conversation about how I was a big help to him in the factory and told aunty that she needs to take care of me, as I was huge asset to the organization. Aunty just smiled nervously and said she would. Quickly uncle finished his tea and told aunty that he would be home for dinner and that he would pick up avinash on the way from his friends house. \n",1]
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" No nisha aunty I want to hug you forever" she laughed and said " ok you can hug me later now let me go, I have some work in the kitchen" without letting go I asked her what work she had. She said she had to clean the kitchen and if I didn't trust her, then I could help her. So I let go of her and said I going to keep a close watch on her in the kitchen. She said ok and laughed as she went to the kitchen. Her breasts on my chest and hands on her back and her hugging me, had given me a huge erection. I adjusted my dick in my shorts and went behind her to the kitchen. " oof, how come you are troubling aunty so much today" she tried to push me out of the kitchen. But I stood firm and said she had agreed to let me watch her and that if I found her not doing any work I would hug her immediately. She said she really had work in the kitchen and I could hug her if she did not do any work, but also not to do it if someone was around. I winked at her and said, "don't worry how do you think I manage girlfriends under my father's eyes" " shaitan, so now you have made into your girlfriend," we laughed at it and I pulled her into my arms for another hug. This time she came without protest. " so are you hugging your aunty this time or your girlfriend" " my girlfriend". she lowered her gaze and slipped out of my hands. I knew that if I pushed a bit more in this manner I would have her in my bed soon. But just then we heard the doorbell and she quickly adjusted her saree. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see uncle home and it was only three in the afternoon. Uncle who of course was not suspecting anything just gave a very enthusiastic hi and said he had forgotten some files that he needed at home. He quickly went up to the room and in ten minutes was down again. Aunty who had come to the hall, asked him if he needed some tea. He said yes and asked her to make some for me as well. We sat down with tea in the hall. Uncle made some conversation about how I was a big help to him in the factory and told aunty that she needs to take care of me, as I was huge asset to the organization. Aunty just smiled nervously and said she would. Quickly uncle finished his tea and told aunty that he would be home for dinner and that he would pick up avinash on the way from his friends house.
Soon after he left, I saw aunty begin to breathe again. She went to the kitchen and went to my room to work on papers. I though aunty would not be in the mood now, especially after uncle's visit. I was working in the room for about an hour when aunty came into the room. She had changed into a thin and light colored salwar kameez. She had also put some light make up on as well. I asked if she was dressed to go out. She said it depends on her boyfriend's mood. I said of course why not. I removed the t shirt I was wearing and walked bare-chested to the bathroom. I even left the bathroom door open, washed up and came out. I dropped my shorts and acted like I was trying to select trousers to wear. All the while I knew aunty was watching me closely. I took two jeans, held one in each hand and turned to aunty. I caught aunty looking at my semi-aroused dick in my underwear. I asked which one should I put on. She pointed to one of them and then I got dressed and we headed out on my kinetic Honda. \nOn the way to the shopping areas I applied brakes many times, causing her to fall on me squashing her breasts on my back. Finally I told her to hold on to me. She smiled and held me tight from the back. One hand was around my stomach and the other on left shoulder. I kissed her hand on my shoulder lightly. She blushed and smiled. We shopped for a while and all the while I would hold her hand or her waist or some such thing. We returned at about six in the evening. We had picked up some clothes for her and I had purchased a saree for her in my salary. Once home I asked to try the saree I had picked for her. She agreed and when she back out with the saree worn, I told her that she is looking like an angel and that the maroon color of the saree was nicely contrasting with her skin. I told her that uncle would go crazy seeing her in this saree. She said she didn't think he would even notice it, being as busy as he is with his work. I laughed and said that I am more than willing to fill his gaps. She just smiled and asked if I was sure. I went near her, took her hands in mine and kissed her palms and said, " Just give me a chance". She didn't reply anything but just turned and left the room. \n",1]
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Soon after he left, I saw aunty begin to breathe again. She went to the kitchen and went to my room to work on papers. I though aunty would not be in the mood now, especially after uncle's visit. I was working in the room for about an hour when aunty came into the room. She had changed into a thin and light colored salwar kameez. She had also put some light make up on as well. I asked if she was dressed to go out. She said it depends on her boyfriend's mood. I said of course why not. I removed the t shirt I was wearing and walked bare-chested to the bathroom. I even left the bathroom door open, washed up and came out. I dropped my shorts and acted like I was trying to select trousers to wear. All the while I knew aunty was watching me closely. I took two jeans, held one in each hand and turned to aunty. I caught aunty looking at my semi-aroused dick in my underwear. I asked which one should I put on. She pointed to one of them and then I got dressed and we headed out on my kinetic Honda. On the way to the shopping areas I applied brakes many times, causing her to fall on me squashing her breasts on my back. Finally I told her to hold on to me. She smiled and held me tight from the back. One hand was around my stomach and the other on left shoulder. I kissed her hand on my shoulder lightly. She blushed and smiled. We shopped for a while and all the while I would hold her hand or her waist or some such thing. We returned at about six in the evening. We had picked up some clothes for her and I had purchased a saree for her in my salary. Once home I asked to try the saree I had picked for her. She agreed and when she back out with the saree worn, I told her that she is looking like an angel and that the maroon color of the saree was nicely contrasting with her skin. I told her that uncle would go crazy seeing her in this saree. She said she didn't think he would even notice it, being as busy as he is with his work. I laughed and said that I am more than willing to fill his gaps. She just smiled and asked if I was sure. I went near her, took her hands in mine and kissed her palms and said, " Just give me a chance". She didn't reply anything but just turned and left the room.
I knew my chance was right now or maybe never at all. I followed her as she went to her room. She was standing in front of the mirror when I entered her room. She just looked at me in the mirror and I stared back at her. She removed the palloo of her saree and then let the saree fall to the ground. Her cleavage was glistening with a little sweat and she was breathing hard. Just below her navel was deep and her belly was shining in the light of the bedroom. Still looking at me she removed her hair clip and her hair fell around her shoulders. I walked up to her, held her by her waist and kissed her naked neck and shoulders. Her breathing was harder and she leaned back against me. My erect dick was pressed between her ass cheeks. I remove her saree knot from her waist and let the entire saree fall down in a heap on the floor. I continued to kiss her on her shoulder and neck and also simultaneously rubbing my dick on her butt. She too was pressing back against me and saying " my sweet mukesh, you love your aunty very much don't you?" I said "yes aunty, uncle is a fool to not appreciate you. But don't worry when I am here, you will be well loved" \nMy hands were on her stomach and now I was cupping her breasts, when we were both startled by the doorbell. Twice in the same day we moved away, without reaching any conclusion and I went to open the door. Uncle and avinash were back home. Avinash was excited about some movie for which uncle had brought tickets for. We had no option but to go along to the damn movie. After a quick dinner we left for the movie. While entering the theatre uncle and avinash went ahead and aunty and me were with each other. As there was a huge crowd entering the theatre, I positioned myself behind aunty to ward of men from feeling her up in the crowd and ended up feeling her up myself. In the crowd aunty was pressed against me and her sweet smell was crowding my thinking as I let my hands roam over her body as much as I could. During the movie, aunty sat next to me and uncle and avinash, on the other side of aunty. No sooner had the lights gone dark, did aunty cautiously lay her hand on my thigh. Taking a cue from her I crossed my arms on my chest and with my hand concealed behind my other arm and by her saree, I lay siege of her left breast. She was startled by my boldness but controlled herself before anyone realized. \n",1]
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I knew my chance was right now or maybe never at all. I followed her as she went to her room. She was standing in front of the mirror when I entered her room. She just looked at me in the mirror and I stared back at her. She removed the palloo of her saree and then let the saree fall to the ground. Her cleavage was glistening with a little sweat and she was breathing hard. Just below her navel was deep and her belly was shining in the light of the bedroom. Still looking at me she removed her hair clip and her hair fell around her shoulders. I walked up to her, held her by her waist and kissed her naked neck and shoulders. Her breathing was harder and she leaned back against me. My erect dick was pressed between her ass cheeks. I remove her saree knot from her waist and let the entire saree fall down in a heap on the floor. I continued to kiss her on her shoulder and neck and also simultaneously rubbing my dick on her butt. She too was pressing back against me and saying " my sweet mukesh, you love your aunty very much don't you?" I said "yes aunty, uncle is a fool to not appreciate you. But don't worry when I am here, you will be well loved" My hands were on her stomach and now I was cupping her breasts, when we were both startled by the doorbell. Twice in the same day we moved away, without reaching any conclusion and I went to open the door. Uncle and avinash were back home. Avinash was excited about some movie for which uncle had brought tickets for. We had no option but to go along to the damn movie. After a quick dinner we left for the movie. While entering the theatre uncle and avinash went ahead and aunty and me were with each other. As there was a huge crowd entering the theatre, I positioned myself behind aunty to ward of men from feeling her up in the crowd and ended up feeling her up myself. In the crowd aunty was pressed against me and her sweet smell was crowding my thinking as I let my hands roam over her body as much as I could. During the movie, aunty sat next to me and uncle and avinash, on the other side of aunty. No sooner had the lights gone dark, did aunty cautiously lay her hand on my thigh. Taking a cue from her I crossed my arms on my chest and with my hand concealed behind my other arm and by her saree, I lay siege of her left breast. She was startled by my boldness but controlled herself before anyone realized.
After a bit of squeezing her breast, no protest from her, I opened a few hooks on her blouse and bra. I was now twirling her nipples in her hand and she was massaging my dick from the top of my trousers. We were getting very aroused by all this play. Soon it was interval time and lights came on. Since I had seen the movie earlier I knew when it would be interval and so we were back to normal well before the lights came on. Uncle went out to get avinash some pepsi and popcorn, while aunty and I stayed back in the theatre hall. I told aunty to tell uncle that she had sever headache when they returned and that she wanted to go home. Aunty agreed and when uncle came back to the theatre, she told him she had headache and wanted to go home. As expected avinash wanted to stay and watch the movie, so I told them that I had already seen the movie and didn't mind taking aunty back home. They agreed to that and I and aunty left the theatre in an auto. The ride from theatre to home was spent smooching so much that the autodriver, smiled all the way. We got rid of him two roads away from our house and walked a little so that he wouldn't which house we were from. \nAs soon as we were in front of the house aunty fumbled a bit with the keys and opened the door. She slammed it shut once inside and slammed her onto the door. I kissed full on her lips and ground my hard dick into her stomach. This was not the first time I was passionately smooching a girl but this was the first time I was doing it to an older lady and some one who was related to me. I stripped her of her saree and she was in her blouse and petticoat in front of me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. While kissing her I bit her lip and she screamed. I ripped her blouse away to reveal her blue designer bra. I was going mad with all this and soon put my hand on her petticoat string and tugged at it. She pulled my t shirt off and pulled my belt open. With our lying there on the floor by the door, I carried her to the room in my arms. We continued to kiss all the way to the room. \n",1]
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After a bit of squeezing her breast, no protest from her, I opened a few hooks on her blouse and bra. I was now twirling her nipples in her hand and she was massaging my dick from the top of my trousers. We were getting very aroused by all this play. Soon it was interval time and lights came on. Since I had seen the movie earlier I knew when it would be interval and so we were back to normal well before the lights came on. Uncle went out to get avinash some pepsi and popcorn, while aunty and I stayed back in the theatre hall. I told aunty to tell uncle that she had sever headache when they returned and that she wanted to go home. Aunty agreed and when uncle came back to the theatre, she told him she had headache and wanted to go home. As expected avinash wanted to stay and watch the movie, so I told them that I had already seen the movie and didn't mind taking aunty back home. They agreed to that and I and aunty left the theatre in an auto. The ride from theatre to home was spent smooching so much that the autodriver, smiled all the way. We got rid of him two roads away from our house and walked a little so that he wouldn't which house we were from. As soon as we were in front of the house aunty fumbled a bit with the keys and opened the door. She slammed it shut once inside and slammed her onto the door. I kissed full on her lips and ground my hard dick into her stomach. This was not the first time I was passionately smooching a girl but this was the first time I was doing it to an older lady and some one who was related to me. I stripped her of her saree and she was in her blouse and petticoat in front of me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and she sucked on it. While kissing her I bit her lip and she screamed. I ripped her blouse away to reveal her blue designer bra. I was going mad with all this and soon put my hand on her petticoat string and tugged at it. She pulled my t shirt off and pulled my belt open. With our lying there on the floor by the door, I carried her to the room in my arms. We continued to kiss all the way to the room.
Once there I threw her on my bed. It was a single cot and the better. I took of her bra as well, kissed and sucked on her big breasts. The nipples were hardened and they were long. Just the way I like them. I sucked on her left breast and squeezed the right breast with my hand. I put my hand on her panty and it was wet. I massaged her pussy from over the panty itself. She was moaning and saying things like " my sweet mukesh". "Make me come, it's been such a long time". Who was I to refuse, I continued my play on her puss lips and soon the panty was damp with her juices. I tore the panty open and inserted my middle finger into her hole. I was finger fucking her at the same time as I was kissed her lips. She inserted her hand into my jocks and pulled on my dick. She squeezed my balls and moved her hand up and down my shaft. She broke our kiss and pleaded me to no make her wait any longer and to fuck her. I positioned myself between her legs. She was so wet that I was able to slide my dick into her with a little effort itself. Her moans were becoming louder and she was meeting me thrust for thrust. Though she had two children and was married for sometime her pussy was feeling like a tight glove around my dick. Her wetness was combined with her warmth and it was driving me mad. She kept grunting and moaning like the worst whore in the world. It was noises made by an experienced woman and not the agony of a young girl. She grabbed my butt and pulled me closer to her with every push. I took hold of her ankles and widened her legs like a big V. \nThere was the continuous sound of "puch puch" happening combined with our collective moans. She increased her screams as she climaxed and I too came in a big rush. As globs of my sperm shoot from dick, I squirted it on to her breasts and belly. She loving rubbed my come all over her body and smiled at me. I collapsed on top her and we kissed for a long time. When we heard the doorbell ring, she collected her bra and I held on to her wet panty. She smiled and ran away to her bedroom across the first floor corridor. \n",1]
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Once there I threw her on my bed. It was a single cot and the better. I took of her bra as well, kissed and sucked on her big breasts. The nipples were hardened and they were long. Just the way I like them. I sucked on her left breast and squeezed the right breast with my hand. I put my hand on her panty and it was wet. I massaged her pussy from over the panty itself. She was moaning and saying things like " my sweet mukesh". "Make me come, it's been such a long time". Who was I to refuse, I continued my play on her puss lips and soon the panty was damp with her juices. I tore the panty open and inserted my middle finger into her hole. I was finger fucking her at the same time as I was kissed her lips. She inserted her hand into my jocks and pulled on my dick. She squeezed my balls and moved her hand up and down my shaft. She broke our kiss and pleaded me to no make her wait any longer and to fuck her. I positioned myself between her legs. She was so wet that I was able to slide my dick into her with a little effort itself. Her moans were becoming louder and she was meeting me thrust for thrust. Though she had two children and was married for sometime her pussy was feeling like a tight glove around my dick. Her wetness was combined with her warmth and it was driving me mad. She kept grunting and moaning like the worst whore in the world. It was noises made by an experienced woman and not the agony of a young girl. She grabbed my butt and pulled me closer to her with every push. I took hold of her ankles and widened her legs like a big V. There was the continuous sound of "puch puch" happening combined with our collective moans. She increased her screams as she climaxed and I too came in a big rush. As globs of my sperm shoot from dick, I squirted it on to her breasts and belly. She loving rubbed my come all over her body and smiled at me. I collapsed on top her and we kissed for a long time. When we heard the doorbell ring, she collected her bra and I held on to her wet panty. She smiled and ran away to her bedroom across the first floor corridor.
I put on my pajama and a t-shirt and hid her panty below my mattress and went down to open the door. It was then that I saw our clothes all over the floor. I pushed all her and my clothes behind the door and opened the door. Uncle said that the movie was good and that we missed it. I said it was okay and that maybe I ll get the video so that aunty can see it sometime later. Uncle asked how aunty was feeling. I told him " she was suffering from headache on the way back and so took good care of her. I have given her some strong medicine. She will be alright in the morning" Uncle said okay and went to the room. Avinash and I returned our room. Avinash entered the room and asked " bhai why is your bedsheet all rumpled up, did you fight on it?". I laughed and said that it might have been a fight after all, but it was just that I was tossing around quite a bit on bed. \nThe next day as usual uncle left to play golf for most of the day, avinash left to play with his friends at their house and aunty and I played all sorts of games right through the day. This relationship continued for about the length of my stay at their place and at the end of the one-year, uncle requested my father to let me continue in their business itself, since I was very good at it. But my father refused and said that they had some plans for me when I returned to Bangalore. Now I am married with a kid of my own and still I visit Hyderabad every once in a while to meet uncle and AUNTY. \n\n\n\nRecent Activity\n\n\n 65\n\nNew Members\n\n 1\n",1]
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I put on my pajama and a t-shirt and hid her panty below my mattress and went down to open the door. It was then that I saw our clothes all over the floor. I pushed all her and my clothes behind the door and opened the door. Uncle said that the movie was good and that we missed it. I said it was okay and that maybe I ll get the video so that aunty can see it sometime later. Uncle asked how aunty was feeling. I told him " she was suffering from headache on the way back and so took good care of her. I have given her some strong medicine. She will be alright in the morning" Uncle said okay and went to the room. Avinash and I returned our room. Avinash entered the room and asked " bhai why is your bedsheet all rumpled up, did you fight on it?". I laughed and said that it might have been a fight after all, but it was just that I was tossing around quite a bit on bed. The next day as usual uncle left to play golf for most of the day, avinash left to play with his friends at their house and aunty and I played all sorts of games right through the day. This relationship continued for about the length of my stay at their place and at the end of the one-year, uncle requested my father to let me continue in their business itself, since I was very good at it. But my father refused and said that they had some plans for me when I returned to Bangalore. Now I am married with a kid of my own and still I visit Hyderabad every once in a while to meet uncle and AUNTY