HOLI FUCK

Recently I read blog posts by some famous Indians about their most memorable Holi festival. This led me to remember my last Holi. Before narrating my tale let me tell you a little about the background of holi festival.
On the day of the Holi, men and women, irrespective of caste and creed mingle together and exchange colors. A lot of hooliganism was in the name of fun. The celebrations can get wild and rowdy -- it is one of the few occasions of the year that the sexes are allowed to mix freely.
In past, I used to celebrate Holi with my friends, and had a party in the evening. I loved playing the wild Holi. However, I was a bit careful last year. The last year was different for me in many ways. Last year I left my teens and my home too. I was an only son of my parents but then my mother died and soon my father decided to remarry.
There were exchange of hot words between my father and I on the issue of his remarriage and in the end, the dirty old man asked me to leave his house. In anger, I immediately did that and went to live with my maternal grandparents. They were kind enough to accept me as a member of family.
My grandparents had a small two-storey house, where they were living with one of their married son and a divorced daughter. Their son that is my Uncle Suresh lived with his wife and two children on the upper portion of the house while my grandparents lived in the lower portion along with their daughter whom I called Aunt Rakhi.
I was given a small room to live in the lower portion but whenever some guests came to stay for a while, I was asked to sleep in my aunt's room. My Aunt Rakhi was around 44. She had lost some weight since the last time I had seen her though she still had a few extra pounds to lose. For a 44 years old woman she was not bad looking.
She was a working person. Therefore, she had to carry herself well. There were two or three age lines in her face but she still looked hot. They were not very big but they were not small either. The most important thing was that they were not loose as per her age. She had a beautiful round ass too and while she walked wearing a sari fitting tight on her, the motion of her ass could make dead men blinking. She had long beautiful hairs.
Earlier they were black but as some of her hairs became white she started dying them cooper red . The color added more beauty to her hairs. When her untied hairs swung in the wind she looked like a ... goddess.
Coming back to my last Holi, I can say that it was celebrated in an unholy manner. On the morning of Holi my grandma woke me up and asked me to take a bath. I was the last one to the bath and when came down to the breakfast table, my uncle Suresh and his wife Gita aunty were there too.
Uncle was wearing a t-shirt and shorts but Gita aunty was wearing a green blouse and green petticoat but no sari. I could easily make out she was not wearing a bra and she had tied her petticoat well below her naval. Her naval was oval in shape and very deep. Uncle said to me, "Why haven't you changed yet?"
I was staring at Gita aunty so I did not answer him. Uncle shook me and repeated the question. "I am about to change" I replied,
Grandfather told me, "This is your first Holi in this house son, let me tell you Holi is the only festival in this house where rules are relaxed, so enjoy." I didn't get the full meaning of what he was saying but anyhow I nodded my head.
After breakfast I entered my room for changing the dress. Aunt Rakhi followed me and said, "Remember no one will be wearing under garments today" She herself was wearing a red blouse and a maroon petticoat. She was also not wearing any bra and her petticoat was tied below her naval. Her naval was big, round and deep.
The festival started when grandma handed everyone a glass of thandai (It is a drink made by mixing milk, dry fruits and bhang). Everyone raised his or her glass and gulped the drink. [Associated with Lord Shiva, bhang is considered an official Holi drink. Culled from the leaves and buds of cannabis - the very intoxicating bhang helps to escalate the spirit of holi - a festival which does not recognise any restrictions. Lip smacking thandai, pakoras and vadas, all having bhang as a very essential ingredient, are savoured by all on the day. Bhang was first used as an intoxicant in India around 1000 BC and soon became an integral part of Hindu culture. There is even a belief that to meet someone carrying bhang is an omen of success.]
After having our drink Uncle Suresh said to me, "We will play the game the way we play it every year, the women will run and hide while we men will search the women and attack them with colors" I said, "sounds fun". So I, grandpa, uncle and his son ran towards the gate and got the buckets that also had pichkaris (colour spraying pump) inside.
When I turned around I did not see any female, they all disappeared. As we came near the front door the water filled balloons started to fall on us. I looked up and saw my uncle's daughter Nirmala doing it. We all ran towards the terrace but she was not there to be found. Grandpa told me to check the water tank on the roof. Uncle and I climbed the tank but instead of the girl we found Aunt Rakhi there. Uncle caught his sister by her waist and brought her down. He made her stand in front of grandpa.
"We have found our first victim". Uncle said,
Aunt Rakhi was struggling to escape but uncle caught both her hands from behind. Grandfather then took a pichkari, filled it with colour and sprayed the colour on her body from head to her belly. To my surprise my uncle took some dry colour in his hands, opened the two buttons of her blouse, and inserted his hands inside. He shamelessly started smearing the colour on the breasts of his mature sister. It was my turn so I took some gulal (dry color) and asked her, "Where will you like me to put color on you".
To my surprise she gestured towards her semi naked chest. It was already wet and colored so carefully I rubbed some color over her boobs. The sheer touch of her wet boobs made me shiver and feel horny. She started moaning and said to us, "I am not the only woman in this house, you should find the other three too". Grandpa replied, "She is right. You boys go and find the other women"
We searched all the bedrooms but could not find any of them. My Uncle went to the store-room and found grandma hiding behind a drum. As he brought her in the main room and I sprayed colored water on grandma from head to toe. She was dripping wet. Grandpa caught her pallu and removed her saree like a hindi movie's villain. He removed her saree with such a force that grandma lost her balance and fell down. She was laughing and trying to get away but uncle caught her feet. Uncle took some dry colour and smeared it on her face and neck.
We went towards the upper portion but it was empty. Just before returning I looked into a bathroom and saw two of them, that is Gita aunty and her daughter Nirmala. I called uncle and he came running towards me and saw them. He said to me, "lets spray them here". He pushed his wife back to wall and tore open her blouse. Now he did something I wasn't expecting at all. Before spraying color, he kissed and sucked her boobs. I looked at Nirmala and saw her smiling at me. I only smiled back and left the bathroom.
A little later it was ladies turn to put color over each other. Gita aunty hugged Aunt Rakhi, and applied gulal on her gand (ass). Aunt Rakhi managed to get her hands inside the petticoat of Gita aunty and applied gulal inside her thighs. "BURA NA MANO HOLI HAI" (Don't get angry as this is Holi). To my amazement I saw her hand spent some time inside her petticoat. 'Are her fingers going in and out of Aunt Gita's fuck-hole' I asked myself and got the answer 'yes'. My god..... she was filling her cunt with gulal. She sort of packed her there and now brought her hands in front. Gita aunty was high and loud in her screams and moans.
Aunt Rakhi came near me and repeated the words she spoke to Gita aunty, "BURA NA MANO HOLI HAI". Saying this she rubbed some gulal below my navel where my cock was already getting erect. Althogh it was over the dress but it was amazing.The only thing that could explain her behavior was that she had taken the bhang filled drink more than others. I was having the sexiest Holi of my life.
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Later in the evening, we took baths to clean ourselves. Still later, we ate spicy fried food and took some more bhang too. As some of the house was dirty due to colors and water it was decided that we have to share rooms. I naturally got paired with aunt Rakhi. As she slept beside me, facing me, I saw her cleavage closely, the top button was open, she was wearing white color bra and her breasts were glowing. I kept watching her breasts for a long time but didn't have the courage to touch her breasts. Then I nodded off.
I was awakend by the feeling that someone touching me. When I opened my eyes, there was my Aunt kneeling beside me with my hard cock in her hands.
"Rakhi Aunty! What are doing?" I asked.
She took her hands away from my dick and replied, "When I woke up, I looked over and saw the big boner in your pants, I couldn't help it. I've been lonely and It has been years since I've had sex. If you don't want me to go futher I won't go further." She was looking in my eyes.
I couldn't believe it. I leaned forward and said, "I want you too continue, Aunty."
I kissed her lightly on the lips. She returned my kiss. Her tongue pushed its way between my lips and entered my mouth. As we kissed her hand grabbed my cock again and began to stroke it. She broke our kiss. "Lay back." she said.
I laid back and she leaned forward and began to kiss and lick my cock. She kissed it all over. She did long licks with her tongue. Starting from the base to the fat head of my pulsing cock. Licking up the pre-cum that was leaking from my piss hole. Then she took my dick into her hot mouth. She swallowed all of it. Her nose was buried in my pubic hair. As she bobbed her mouth up and down on my cock her hand was rubbing my hairy balls. It felt so good.
She continued to suck my meat. Every now and then she would stop sucking my dick and lick my ball sack. Then would go right back to sucking. She then began to pick up the pace. I was reaching the point of no return.
"Rakhi Aunty keep it up, I'm not going to last much longer." I said.
"I want you to cum. I want you to cum for me, Cum in mouth." She said.
With that said she really started to go to town on my cock. I couldn't take it anymore
"I'M GONNA CUM RAKHI AUNTY!... YESSSSSS... I'M GONNA CUM!... HERE IT COMES!!!... AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" I shouted.
She pulled her head back so just my dickhead was in her mouth and began stroking dick with her hand. I exploded right in her mouth. She was pumping my dick as fast as she could. Swallowing as much as she could. Some my cum leaked out of the corners of her mouth. She milk me for every last drop of cum. She pulled my cock from her mouth and looked at me.
"How was that?" she asked, as she wiped the cum that leaked out.
I leaned forward and kissed her, tasting my cum. "It felt incredible, but we're not done." I said.
I touched her boobs tenderly and then tried to size them up by moving my palms all over her boobs. She was looking at my hand moving on her boobs. I caressed them slowly and massaged them. Then I increased my force and pressed them hard and I could hear her moan. I played with her boobs to my satisfaction and then sat down on my knees to take them in my mouth. I sucked her nipples, chewing them, then I took her full breasts in my mouth and sucked them one by one. She was moving her hand lovingly through my hair now. I released her boobs from my mouth and asked her, "How do you feel?" She replied with a smile, "Ummm. Very good. But please do not bite the nipples so hard. It hurts." I smiled and got back to sucking her breasts. I was sucking one of her boobs and caressing and pinching the other. When I was fully satisfied enjoying her boobs, I kissed her belly button and kissed all over her tummy.
I moved her saree from her legs and moved it further till her thighs were bare. To my surprise she wasn't wearing any panties and I got a view of her shaved cunt. I put my hand in her cunt and I slowly inserted my finger in to her and gave a gentle stroke. Next I moved my head between her thighs and sucked her cunt slowly, she widened her legs to give me a good view and I start to suck her hard. She pressed my head towards her cunt and said, "Please take me now, I can't hold any longer"
I pulled my mouth away and climbed on top of her. I put her legs on my shoulders and guided my cock to her pussy. I entered her in one stroke. I felt like I was flying in the heaven. She yelped as I entered. "Mota aur lamba hai, bahut maja ayega." (Its thick and long I will enjoy) She moaned.
I began to fucking her hard and fast. Her tits were bouncing all over the place as I fuckeded her. My balls were slapping her soft skin with inward strokes that I made. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock. I just kept pumping her with all my might. She started to pinch my nipples after awhile. It was driving me wild.
"FUCK ME BABY!! FUCK ME HARD!!! DO IT BABY!!... ohhhhhhh! YEAH... FUCK ME... AAAHHH!!... ohhhhhhh! YEAH... DO NOT STOP... AAAAHHHH!!!!" she kept screaming.
My arms were starting to tire. I climbed off of her and said "Get on you hands and knees Rakhi Aunty", and she hurriedly agreed. She turned over and raised her ass for me.
I got between her legs and slammed my cock home. I grabbed her hipsand started FUCKING her pussy like there was no tomorrow.
My ball sack was slapping her clit with each power stroke I made. She was screaming. I was grunting. I couldn't hold back any more.
She started pleading "Please sweetheart, please come hard inside me. I want every drop of you."
"I'M GOING TO CUM!! FUCK I'M TO CUM!!! HERE IT CUMS!!! AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!" I screamed and exploded right in my Aunt's pussy. Her pussy was gripping my cock so tight, it was milking me dry.
We collapsed onto the bed. I held her in my arms. we both slept in by hugging each other.