It was early Sunday morning and my eyes woke up as the sun rays hit the bed. For a second I wondered where I was.
Of course! I was in my aunt Shaheen's bed. I was naked. It had been a hot night last night, and the air conditioning had been wonky. I usually wore a T-shirt which I had skipped last night. My aunt, as usual, was wearing one of her nighties. After she had given me a blowjob, we had snuggled together under the blanket, and slept hugging each other, my cock still leaking semen on her dress. My hands, just like the last few days, were in bandages.
My cock twitched as I remembered the blowjob.
I still marvelled at how quickly my conservative, orthodox aunt had become a willing slut, giving me blowjobs galore. It was amazing how my relation with this traditional aunt of mine had changed over the last few days. This was the same aunt that repeatedly warned me not to touch her behind, and frequently reminded me that she was NOT Taiba.
Ah, my cock twitched again as I thought about Taiba. When was she coming back? God, I missed her big fat ass. Her sweet, big, round, bouncy peechwade! An ass that I could openly touch, grope, pinch, caress and spank.
I remembered how my barey mamani Shaheen had even slapped me once last year, when I had pinched her gaand, even though it had been part of a bet. And now, here she was, giving me blowjobs and touching my penis at every opportunity. How had it come to be like this?
Even last night, after the blowjob as we lay in bed, entangled in each other's arms, she started to kiss me.
SMOOCH!
"I love you, jaanu." She told me. "I am lucky to have such a handsome stud as a nephew, beta."
SMOOCH!
With my hands in bandages I couldn't do much, but barey mamani kissed my cheeks, my forehead, my eyes, and then my nose, and then my lips. Her one hand went under my neck even as she pressed her lips onto mine and tongue into my mouth. And then her free hand caressed my chest, before going downwards, her dainty fingers soon wrapping themselves around my cock.
"What a beautiful lund you have, jaanu." She told me, in between the soft kisses. "What a nice, long, beautiful cock you have, my dear nephew! Oh, my jaanu!"
We were both under the blanket, and we were kissing (well, she was kissing me), and she was stroking me. Stroking me hard.
"Oh, Nazu." She sighed, coming up for air occasionally as she French kissed me. "I love this lund of yours, Nazu. I can't get enough of you, my sweetheart. My beta!"
"Just wait till tomorrow, mamani." I told her. "When you will finally remove my bandages for good, I will be fucking you with this lund, mamani. This lund will be deep inside you, mamani."
Shaheen's only response was to give a soft giggle. She stopped stroking me, gently cupped my balls, caressed them, and then resumed stroking my penis. In no time at all, I couldn't control myself. I started to cum. Again.
My cum was every where. We were under the blanket, so some of it stuck to the blanket. There was cum on my genitals and on my thighs. There was cum on Shaheen's hand, wrist, and on her dress. And of course there was cum on the bedsheets. There was a lot of cum everywhere.
Under normal circumstances Shaheen would have been mortified. Let alone the mere thought of me cumming on her, Shaheen was an extremely neat, tidy and finicky about cleanliness lady. She would have immediately put all bedsheets, the blanket, and her clothes into the laundry pile. Now she did no such thing.
She simply scooped as much of the cum as she could on to her hands. Then, as I watched, she licked the cum off her fingers, one by one. Then she snuggled against me, her breath smelling of my jizz, and slowly we both fell asleep.
I wondered how it had all come to be like this. I mean my aunt was also religious. I am sure she had woken up at dawn this morning for the morning prayer, before going back to sleep. And yet she was being my willing whore.
Perhaps the loneliness of this cabin, far from the main city, and the closeness of us together on the same bed, or the naughtiness of the aunt and nephew dynamic had all played a role. Maybe this is why our religion has said that a man and a woman should never be alone in an enclosed space unless they are married to each other. Or perhaps she always had a long suppressed desire for this, but never before found the courage to act on it.
I had always been a naughty pervert with my aunts, flirting and teasing them, grabbing them whenever the opportunity presented itself, to give them a hug, a kiss or a squeeze. Yet so far only Taiba had ever reciprocated my not so hidden sexual advances. She would be the one to playfully banter with me, or present me her gaand, or allow me to cop a feel or steal a kiss. This time not only had Shaheen responded as well, but in fact many times she had initiated them.
This vacation, she was the first one to grope my butt. Shaheen was the first to refer to her own butt and talk about her figure, never losing the chance to draw MY attention to HER big rear end. She was the one who wanted me to sleep on her bed with her. And she was the first to propose The Bet. AND then she gave me the blowjob. It was puzzling, for sure, but I wasn't complaining. This was every nephew's dream come true. Or, shall I say, dream cum true.
I felt the blanket move slightly. Shaheen was stirring. As I glanced at her, I saw her open her eyes and stretch her arms. As she caught sight of me looking at her, she broke into a smile.
"You are already up, Nazu darling?" She remarked. "Here, let me open your bandages so you can go to the bathroom, jaanu."
As soon as the bandages were off, Shaheen handed them to me and told them to throw in the dustbin. She then turned around and laid back on the bed, and started to check her phone. I was standing there, stark naked, yet she was least interested in looking at me, and more into checking her messages, so I turned to go to the toilet.
I spent a good fifteen minutes in the washroom, doing my business and taking a small shower. I felt really good. I was also feeling confident. It was going to be a good day, I promised myself. After I emerged from the washroom, my aunt went in.
I sat on the bed and strained to hear the sounds from the bathroom. The rustling sound as she removed her clothes. The toilet seat creaking as Shaheen sat down on it. The soft sound as her piss hit the commode. The sound of the flush and then the water running as she cleaned herself and started to freshen up. Finally, she emerged into the bedroom. She was wearing her nightie and she looked radiant.
"Alright, beta." She turned to me. "Come here. Let me take a look at you."
I stood in the centre of my buxom aunt Shaheen's bedroom, still stark naked, as she examined me physically and methodically, just like a nurse would.
"I don't think your hands need to be in bandages any more." She told me, inspecting my hands. "They seem to have completely healed. Now let's see about your big, beautiful lund."
There she went again, talking about my dick. So unlike the usual her, but so like the new her!
Shaheen bent down and took my throbbing manhood in her hands, and subjected my genitals to detailed scrutiny. As she touched my phallus and then my scrotum, my member just kept getting harder and harder.
"Jaan le lega yeh!" She remarked, smiling slightly. That roughly translated to "some girl is going to get killed with this".
I almost remarked, 'oh, it will be YOU' but I kept quiet.
My aunt examined the tip of my penis, and then looked at the underside, before examining each of my balls. My scrotum was given a thorough checkup. I was now rock hard.
Then Shaheen stood up, smiling.
"Beta, I think you have healed up completely." She announced. "All the scalding seems to have cured, and your skin is on the mend."
"Good." I smiled and then acting on a sudden impulse hugged her. "I have you to thank for this, barey mamani."
"Oh no ..." Shaheen started to say something, but I shut her up by kissing her on the mouth.
Again something I would never have done a few days ago. The only kiss I had given her had been on her cheeks. Now here I was, pressing my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for a long time, before coming up for air.
"Barey mamani." I told her. My arms were around her waist. My hard manhood was poking her between her legs. "You took care of me so well this past week."
I kissed her on her cheek.
SMOOCH!
"Thank you, barey mamani."
I kissed her again on her other cheek.
SMOOCH!
"You are my favourite aunt, barey mamani."
Shaheen blushed, which she always did when I kissed her on her cheeks.
"Oh, beta." She replied. "I only did what I would do for you any time. You are my..."
Once again I shut her up by kissing her squarely on her mouth.
"Mmmmm." She moaned as I inserted my tongue in her.
We French kissed for some time as my hands groped her buttocks and my manhood poked her in between her legs. I could feel her body slowly warm up and become more receptive to my touches as I continued to kiss and grope her. Yet, as I rubbed myself against her, stark naked, I guess she realized what I wanted, so I could also feel a sort of struggle within her. I continued to kiss her.
"Woah!" She remarked, once we came up for air again. She was looking at me, blushing and smiling at the same time. I reached up and tweaked her breasts through her nightie slightly. Shaheen sighed.
I then laid down on the bed. I was buck naked.
"Come here." I patted the spot on the bed next to me. "Now, barey mamani."
Shaheen seemed to think for a minute. I guess she knew what I wanted to do with her. However, she then seemed resigned to her fate and smiled. My aunt then lay down beside me. She was dressed in her nightie.
"Come here," I implored her, pointing to my arm. Shaheen complied, resting her head on my arm, snuggling to my side and resting her arm on my chest.
"You know what I want to do with you now, right, barey mamani?" I asked her, my lips inches away from hers.
Shaheen closed her eyes for a minute, thinking. Then she opened and said, "Yes, beta, but please remember ... don't ... you know ..."
"Don't worry, mamani." I assured her. "Don't be scared. You will love this."
"I don't know, beta. I am scared. Maybe we shouldn't do this, you know ..."
I moved my hands to her butt and gently squeezed her rump. I could feel Shaheen shiver slightly. She was frightened and nervous. It was natural. For a woman like her, giving a blowjob or even kissing and touching would be considered fooling around. Actual penetration and sex, on the other hand ...
I patted her rear end to comfort her.
"Relax, barey mamani. This is your favourite nephew. I won't hurt you."
Shaheen closed her eyes again. Without a moment's delay, I pressed my lips against hers. I started to kiss her, and she responded by snuggling even tighter against me. I wrapped my hand around the back of her hand and let my tongue explore her mouth. I ran my other hand through her hair even as I deep French kissed her.
"Mmm... mamani, you are so tasty!" I told her. "You really have beautiful features. Especially your cheeks, they are so kissable!"
I kissed her on one cheek, and then the other.
SMOOCH!
SMOOCH!
"And your eyes, barey mamani, they are so pretty."
I then kissed her on her eyes.
SMOOCH!
SMOOCH!
Back again to her cheeks.
SMOOCH!
SMOOCH!
Then I kissed her on her mouth again. Shaheen was panting now. Her breath was much faster, and she was now pressing, almost grinding, against me. I let my hand gently roam its way around her body before paying homage to her breasts. I could feel her nipples get hard, even through the translucent material of her nightie. Over her clothes, I gently tried to knead her breasts with my palm and slowly pinch the nipple.
"Oooooh....mmmmmm." Shaheen was deliriously moaning now, even as I continued my gentle assault on her breasts and showered her face with kisses. Her own hands went down my body and rested on my turgid dick.
I was now hugging her. My cock, used to being serviced every morning, was rock hard. Shaheen turned her body to face me as we hugged so my penis was pressing her on her navel.
We stopped kissing each other and looked at each other. Shaheen was sweating. Her breathing was rapid. She was smiling at me nervously. It was clear that this was new territory for her. For so long, she knew that this day was coming, and that soon my rock hard penis would be inside her. But now that the moment was finally approaching, she was tensing up. Meanwhile, my cock, my hard and big cock, pressing against her legs, jumped up in anticipation. It was throbbing and pulsating up and down, eager to begin its invasion of my aunt's cunt.
Not yet, I slowly told myself. It will take some time. First, she has to experience her first real orgasm.
If this was Taiba I would have taken her there and then. But this was Shaheen, and I wanted to make her first proper love making with me something she would remember forever.
"You are so pretty, barey mamani." I told her. "It's time you were fully appreciated for the beauty you are."
In reply, her hand gave me a small stroke on my penis. She giggled nervously.
I kissed her again. The best way, in my experience, to get a lady to ease up was loving kisses. I kissed Shaheen's cheeks. I kissed my aunt on the nipples through her dress. I kissed her legs. I could slowly feel the tension leave Shaheen's body as she became more relaxed and started to respond to my kisses. Her hands were now on my back, stroking and rubbing me. She was hugging me. She was crying as well. Suddenly I stopped kissing her and looked at her.
Rubbing her tear stained eyes, Shaheen smiled at me. Then she moved her eyes down and glanced at my penis. There was now something else in her eyes that I never saw before in her.
Slowly I saw the beginnings of wild lust start to take over her body. For so long she had been wrestling with her ethics, but the constant kissing and rubbing and the situation was having its effect. Her eager body was slowly winning over her hesitant mind.
Shaheen was now looking at my manhood like a cheetah looks at prey. Like a Marwari looks at gold. She moved her fingers and held my lund in her hand, and started moving her hand up and down on the length of my shaft.
"Oh, it's soooo big, beta." She murmured, mostly to herself. "Sooo big! Your uncle's lund is so small! How am I going to take it in? Jaan le lega yeh!"
I now knew she was a little worried how she was going to take it all in. My penis, apparently, was much larger in size, both in length and girth, than her husband.
"Don't worry, mamani." I told her, kissing her on the ears. "I will fill you like you have never been filled before."
That was good. If she was worried about taking it all in, that meant she was now resigned to the fact that she WOULD be taking it in. That was my signal to take it to the next level.
"Time to get rid of your nightie, barey mamani." I told her.
Instinctively her hands reached for the buttons near her chest. Then, suddenly, she stopped. Then, smilingly and mischievously, she looked at me.
"Beta!" She said, her eyes lit up with a naughty grin. "I am your BAREY mamani. Your big aunt. I am older than even your mom!"
"Um ... so?" What the hell ... what was she saying now?
"Nazu! You are like my son. How can I remove my clothes and become nude before you? I am feeling shy."
Was this woman for real? I looked at her, and then gently pawed at one of her breasts.
"I want to see this, barey mamani. Now."
Shaheen shook her head. So she was OK with me mauling her tits, but not showing them to me?
"No, beta." Shaheen smiled. "I have let you play in my lap for so many years, and so I can not take off my nightie and become nangey in front of you. If you want me to take my nightie off, you yourself will have to remove it yourself. YOU will have to make me nanga."
Oh, so she was being coy and playing hard to get? I laughed. She was going to regret this. I was going to spank her so bad.
"Alright, barey mamani."
I popped open the buttons of her nightie near her chest, and then instead of opening it, I simply ripped it.
RRRRIP!
In one move, I had completely torn apart her flimsy nighty. Shaheen had her eyes closed, pretending to be ashamed, but she now popped them wide open in surprise. Yup, two could play this game. I continued to rip apart her nightie, until it was in tatters and on the bed, away from her body.
"Oh, beta." Shaheen looked ruefully at her now useless nightie, of what used to be her nightie, flung asunder. She was now completely naked and exposed. "I am now nanga (naked)!"
I savoured her body. Shaheen had large amounts of pubic hair that she didn't shave, on both her cunt and arm pits. She was lovely to look at, a tall, full Indian woman with curves. Her breasts were big, bouncy, with large areoles. Her nipples were perky and aroused. Despite her age, they looked big and hard, not sagging even a bit.
I put my hand on her cunt. She blushed and looked away, but did not stop me. I felt her labia. She was hot and wet, dripping like a leaky faucet. As my finger went in her slit, Shaheen moaned more loudly and her hand, which she had put to remove my hand, tightened its grip on mine.
I slowly started to push that finger into her pussy, and then out. In and out. Her love canal was completely drenched with her juices, so I could move quite freely. Shaheen was moaning now.
"Ooooh beta!" She cried out. "My jaanu! What are you doing to me?"
I then wrapped my other arm around her neck and shoulders, from below her, and so I was embracing her, kissing on her lips, while my first hand was fingering her. I could feel her body tremble against mine. I kissed her on her lips, on her cheeks, on her now exposed breasts. I bit her nipple and sucked on her areole. All this time my fingers maintained an unrelenting assault on my aunt's twat.
"Oh Nazu! NAZU! My jaanu! My beta! What are you doing to me?!! OOOOH!"
I continued to play with her, until I could feel her buckling wildly.
"OOOOOOOOOH BETA! OOOOOOOOOH BETA! OOOOOOOOOH BETA! BETA! BETA! BETA!" She was now crying out, as her body writhed and recoiled wildly on the bed. "BETA! BETA! BETA! BETA!"
I let my hand be on her until her body subsided and her moaning died down to a whimper. She was now lying, eyes closed, breathless from her first orgasm.
"Oh, Nazu." She finally opened her eyes and looked at me. She was smiling. "That was intense. I ... I ... never felt anything like that before! "
"That was the first of many, barey mamani." I told her in a confident tone. "By the time I am done with you today, you may not be able to walk."
"Oooooh." Shaheen remarked. I could see that she was nervous and afraid, but also curious.
"Ok, barey mamani." I instructed her. "Turn around and lie down on the bed on your belly, face down."
"Oh." Shaheen was curious. "What are you going to do, beta?"
I replied nonchalantly, "Mamani, I am going to spank you now."
"Err... jaanu, do you have to?" Shaheen made a face. "I feel so humiliated every time I am spanked, Nazu. Why do you do it?"
I gently crept closer to her and hugged her. She hugged me back. My hands slowly rested on her butt.
"Barey mamani." I told her, caressing her rear. "There are many things you have to learn about pleasure. And every time you make a mistake, you will be spanked. NOW, turn around."
Somewhat like a zombie, my aunt obeyed my commands and turn around. I looked at her bubbly buttocks, quivering on the bed, and raised my hand, and brought it down sharply on her left butt cheek.
SPANK!
"Umph!" My aunt grunted, but didn't say anything else. I spanked her again on the left butt cheek.
SPANK!
"Umph!" Once again she squirmed, but didn't make any other noise.
SPANK!
A warm glow was now spreading on her gelatinous big bottom.
"You are now naked, barey mamani." I told her. "Naked in front of your nephew."
SPANK!
"And you have just been fingered by your nephew."
SPANK!
"And you just had your first orgasm."
SPANK!
"And now you are getting spanked by your nephew."
SPANK!
"Every day, for the past week, you have been spanked."
SPANK!
"Every day, for the past few days, you have been engaged in debauchery with your nephew."
SPANK!
"Yet a moment ago you were pretending to be all sati savitri about getting naked."
SPANK!
"Even though you have been shamelessly playing with my lund all these days ..."
SPANK!
"... and giving me blowjobs."
SPANK!
Her left butt cheek was now quite red, and had the marks of my five fingers. I patted and squeezed her buttocks, leading her to moan slightly. I then caressed her on her right butt cheek.
SPANK!
Her right butt cheek now felt the blow, and I could see her skin tingle at the touch.
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
She lay there, even as I lovingly caressed her butt. Her gentle breathing made her buttocks rise and fall. The left butt cheek was quite red.
"Alright." I told her, patting her rear end. "Spanking's over. Sit up, and look at me, barey mamani."
Shaheen complied. I could see that she was blushing furiously, just like she always did whenever I had spanked her. She was unable to meet my gaze, embarrassed at being spanked, and yet until before today, she had never stopped me or questioned me. Even today, she relented.
"How's your ass now?" I asked her.
Shaheen made a face.
"You had your fun, Nazu." She retorted. "It gets you high, eh ... this type of powerplay?"
I didn't answer her, directly, but then told her to lie down on her back.
"Time for a '69', barey mamani." I announced, once she had lied down.
"Er ..." Shaheen was confused. "Beta, what's a '69'?'
"Let me show you." I told my aunt. Oh Shaheen, my Big Aunt, you are going to learn a lot of things now!
I laid down on the bed with my hard cock facing the ceiling. I then instructed Shaheen to once again sit up, come over my face, and squat so that both of her legs were on either side of my face. Shaheen got embarrassed again, and tried to protest, but I threatened to spank her again, hard, on her right butt cheek, and she complied. This would become a recurring pattern over the next few days. Whenever I would try to do something new with her, sexually, she would be hesitant and would protest, I would spank her, hard. After a few spanks, and a red stinging ass, she would then meekly submit to me.
Following the threat of another spanking, Shaheen parted her legs wide and lowered her cunt on my face. Her back was to my face, and she was facing my manhood. I pushed her on her back, encouraging her to go down. Shaheen bent over and took my cock in her hand and then put it in her mouth.
I was now slurping on her cunt. Despite her apprehensions, Shaheen soon started to get into it. Any inhibitions Shaheen had about this technique was now long gone. She was moaning very loudly now and pressed her vagina against my mouth.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!"
Her labia was wide open and I could suck it easily. Shaheen was dripping heavily from vulva and I was licking her juices. It was so tasty. It was so naughty.
A week ago, almost, I had to apologize to her for groping her buttocks. Now I was spanking her and eating her out. Wow!
I almost came into her mouth as she continued to suck my cock, but I had to use my tremendous will power to stop myself. This wasn't the time. I could slowly feel Shaheen building up again.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm! OOOOOOOHH! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmm!"
Shaheen was now moaning quite loudly. Initially she had tried to maintain some dignity, even as I had spanked her and forced her to squat naked on my face, but now she just succumbed to her desires and started to spasm intensely.
"Oh, beta! Beta! I am cumming! Oh.....OOOOH! MY JAAANU! BETA!"
I could feel her explosion coming. Suddenly she started to shake quite violently and I could feel her bum press down on me. Then with a big and loud shriek she pressed her cunt on my face and her pussy started flowing with her love juices. It was powerful! She came so much that her wetness drenched my face. I pressed my lips on her cunt opening and kept drinking the sweat and the nectar of my aunt. Her cum was dripping directly from her pussy into my mouth and I fixed my lips around the hole so that no cum could spill out of my mouth. Shaheen was enjoying her orgasm so much. She kept trembling and her pussy kept spewing its syrup into my waiting lips.
Shaheen slipped off my face and lied down on the bed, on her back. She was spent. The two orgasms had drained her. However, she knew, and I knew, there was still one more to go. I was still to fuck her. It was now time.
I moved over her and lay down beside her. My aunt looked at my warily. I wasted no time and grabbed her in a strong bear hug, leaving her gasping for breath. My hands roamed all over her body, pinching her red, stinging buttocks and groping her breasts. I pressed my lips against her and gave her a deep kiss.
"Mm ..." I bit my aunt's lips and probed my tongue deep into her mouth. My hands smacked her big bum repeatedly where I had spanked her earlier. I could feel her grimace as I hit her derriere, again and again, even as I was sucking her tongue.
"Barey mamani. You are so beautiful. So sexy! Oh Barey mamani! I am going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before!"
"Thank you, Nazu." Shaheen tried to come up for air in between me kissing her, spanking her and groping her. Her cheeks were now red, her buttocks were even redder, and her pupils were dilated and her nipples firm and erect.
My aunt, a respectable Indian nurse and housewife, was now ready to be taken.
I wanted to waste no further time and climbed over her. Spreading her legs apart, her cunt stared invitingly back at me. My penis was at the entrance of her vagina, and I could feel her heat.
"Beta. Jaanu." My aunt started to plead. "Do you think ..."
Whatever she was going to say, she never did finish it. If she had some new apprehension, or reluctance, she never got the chance to air it. Without any further formality, I ploughed straight into her. My rod began to work its way inside my aunt's stretched pussy.
"OOOOH!" Shaheen gasped as my penis burrowed its way through her love canal. Her mouth twisted into an O as I plunged deep into her. "OOOOOH!"
I was banging her now in slow, deep strokes, and Shaheen, despite her initial reluctance, was now relishing the feeling of a big dick inside her, poking her and thrusting into her. My aunt was moaning and grunting, pounding on my back with her hands. Slowly and steadily, I kept up my invasion of her cunt. Soon, I had my entire length of my dick buried in my voluptuous aunt. We lay still, for a few minutes, savouring the moment of copulation.
THIS WAS IT! THIS WAS IT! I HAD DONE IT! I WAS FUCKING MY AUNT!
I could see small tears gather up in the corner of her eyes, even her heart pounded against mine. It was natural, I told myself. Every woman cries when fucked for the first time by a new man. At least that's what I told myself. I didn't know why she was crying. I didn't care. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that I was finally inside my aunt. I had CONQUERED her. I had taken her. She was mine.
After a few more moments of slow thrusting, I began to pound my big dick in and out of my aunt's hole with all of my left over energy. I lifted my hips up, until my wiener was almost out of her pussy, and then slammed back down into her.
"OOOOH!" My aunt was now moaning loudly, in time to my assaults on her. "AAAAAAAH!"
Any tiredness she had, or any apprehensions of being fucked by another man, were long gone. I was now pumping the air out of her with my thrusts and she was moaning and gasping loudly without any care. She now had her legs wrapped around my pelvis, her nails pressed deep into my back. Shaheen's eyes were shut as my big balls slapped repeatedly - thunk! thunk! - against the flesh of her chunky thighs. She was moaning, and then screaming something unintelligible and crying. Her body was buckling wildly, and she was grunting and responding to me.
I could hardly hold off now. I had been pleasuring her for almost an hour now and I was ready to erupt.
"Oh, God! Oh Gooooddddddd!" Shaheen cried out. She was having yet another orgasm. My aunt started to hump me harder, moving her lower abdomen to match my thrusts.
"Barey mamani." I groaned. "I am cumming."
"Ooooh beta!" Shaheen started to mumble. "Do you want to put on a condom because ..."
Once again, poor Shaheen never had the chance to finish her statement.
With a deep grunt, I tightened my ass cheeks and curled my toes as I shot my cum deep into my aunt's love tunnel. I was cumming inside the unprotected womb of another man's wife. My aunt's womb. I groaned loudly as I thrust my member deep into Shaheen, depositing gallons of my baby making juice between her legs and into her baby canal.
I kept pumping my semen into my aunt for what seemed like ages. I didn't even look at her, or the fact that she was still crying. I just kept humping her and humping her until I was done. I took my time before Shaheen and I lay on the bed in a heap, my dick still buried into her.
My Barey mamani was still panting, sweating, her eyes remaining shut. We laid together a few moments, catching our breath. I then gently removed my dick and Shaheen's cunt lips slowly closed. I watched a huge wad of my slimy cum flow out of her pussy and run down between her ass cheeks to the bed sheet below her.
That was the moment we both crossed the point of no return. Not only had we done it, we had done it and damn the consequences. And both of us had enjoyed it. As the moment of zen slowly subsided, I saw a smile spread gradually across my aunt's face.
"Oh, Nazu!" She gushed. "That was ... unbelievable! You are ... so ... so good! Jaan le liya!"
"Mamani." I told her. "From this moment on, you are going to be like my wife. In fact, you are going to be my sex doll. My fuck toy."
My aunt actually blushed, even as more semen exited her pussy.
From that moment on, Shaheen was indeed like my wife. We were like newly weds. We fucked hard, we fucked daily, and we fucked often. We were like rabbits. Shaheen was so happy and in heat, and I got to ravish her in all places and in all of her holes (mouth, cunt, ass) every day. I tried new things with her and she loved all the ways I banged her. As the days went on, we even got a little bit more daring, consequences be damned.
One time I fucked her on the kitchen counter while the maid was upstairs cleaning the bathroom.
We were in the kitchen, and I was feeling randy. I immediately took off my shorts so I was naked from the waist, wearing only a T-shirt. Shaheen was facing me now, dressed in a nightie, and I grasped both of her breasts and began fondling them. It was easy for me to put my hands on her sides and lift her up onto the bar counter on the kitchen. She giggled, as her bottom hit the cold granite countertop. Both of my hands rolled up her nightie and found her bare thighs. My aunt was breathing heavy and quivered with my touch. She leaned back onto her hands, spreading her legs as my hands inched forward and up her legs.
As usual, she wasn't wearing any panties. She was dripping already.
"Beta." She murmured. "The maid is upstairs in the toilet. She can come out any time, jaanu."
You will notice she didn't actually say "no".
With one hand paying homage to her clit, my other hand found her breast again and her nipple was already hard. I pinched it. Shaheen had her head back, eyes closed and pressing forward into my hand. Her legs began to shake, vibrating into my hand as she continued to tell me not to stop.
"OOOOOOH BETA! OOOOOOH!"
I then parted her legs and started to fuck her. Right there. On the counter. By the time I was done, there was cum dripping from her legs everywhere. We barely managed to clean it up before the maid came down.
I was in a constant state of arousal. I was like a wild animal. I was like a Vulcun in pon farr. I was turned on by the thought that I was actually having unprotected sex with my own aunt. It seemed that my hunger for sex had actually increased. I had found a new kind of vigour. Every afternoon, after working out, I would go straight to bedroom for a long sex session with Shaheen. I even started waking up early for another round of passionate sex in the morning. Even when we would be sitting idle, I would play with her breasts or kiss her. Shaheen has more than happy to oblige. She was also enjoying all of this heightened sexual energy from me. Days passed in this bliss as I banged her on a constant basis.
Soon it was time for her to leave, and for Taiba to take her place. I had been looking forward to this day ever since I had bade farewell to Taiba. Now, I was in two minds. I wanted Taiba to come, but I was sad to see my new fuck toy, my new sex doll, my aunt Shaheen, go.
Oh mamani!
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I looked at my watch. A couple of hours more to go.
It was Monday evening, and I was alone in the cabin (or lodge, whatever you want to call it).
My eldest aunt – barey mamani – Shaheen had just left this afternoon, right after lunch. I always knew that she would have to leave. After all, she was the head nurse in the hospital and even though it was my chotey mamu's (younger uncle's) hospital, and Nadia was his wife, but Shaheen was the one who managed the nurses. She and Nadia had worked out the schedules, so that one of them could be away to spend time with me. But Nadia also had other duties, and thus Shaheen couldn't be away for too long. Hence this afternoon, after lunch, I had seen her off at the bus station, and now was back in the house. All alone.
I glanced at the watch. One hour and fifty nine minutes to go. Sigh – this was going to be a long hour and fifty nine minutes.
I knew I wasn't going to be alone for too long. It was shaping up to be a nice summer. The first two weeks I had spent with Shaheen. Then I am going to get to spend three weeks alone at the lodge with my majle mamani – the Middle Aunt – Taiba. My special and favourite aunt. And then I am going to spend three weeks with both of them – Shaheen and Taiba. And then finally three weeks alone with Nadia.
But for now, I was alone. And I was looking forward to spending some quality time with my special aunt – Taiba. My sweet, fat, chubby, buxom, big ass, golu, fair skinned with jet black hair to her hips, my naughty and slutty aunt Taiba.
Three whole weeks. I had been looking forward to this, especially after the way we had said goodbye, with Taiba rubbing my crotch area and me tweaking and groping her gelatinous buttocks. Yet, this afternoon as I bade goodbye to Shaheen, I felt sorry to see my barey mamani go. I could hardly believe what had transpired. Not every man gets to enjoy a few great days with a complete living fuck toy. A fuck toy that is his aunty.
I looked back to the time I enjoyed with my barey mamani, or rather my sex slave, Shaheen. That's right – my sex slave Shaheen. The transformation from my dominant, conservative, uptight aunt to a woman who was ready to do anything I ordered her to, had been astonishing, to say the least. It was as if a switch had been flicked in her, and she went from a strict domineering lady to someone willing to try all acts of debauchery. Some sort of floodgates had opened from the night she had given me my first blowjob.
I don't think there was any room left in the lodge where I had NOT had sex with Shaheen. I had fucked her mercilessly in her bedroom too many times to keep count. At first Shaheen wanted to change the bedsheets every time, but I told her the maid would suspect something if she did. So this OCD of hers had to go, and I would fuck her again once we had new sheets. In the end, she was simply resigned to the fact that the bedsheets would always be dirty as long as I was with her, in her, bonking her, and cumming.
We also shagged in the kitchen. Sometimes I would find myself unable to control my boner when I would come down and see her there, chopping vegetables with her ass shaking, and I would straight away lift her nightie and start ramming into her cunt. Shaheen also liked the kitchen, especially because it meant we didn't have to change bedsheets!
I fucked her in the living room often, especially if we were watching an English movie, in particular a raunchy movie. Many a times we would leave the movie unfinished as we humped like rabbits on the sofa. The same sofa where Shaheen used to give me blowjobs before, she was now spreading her legs (or her ass) for me.
I had also banged her multiple times in the shower. Something about entering the washroom while she was blissfully taking a bath, surprising her, and then taking her doggy style after she had sucked me to hardness.
One night I had even screwed Shaheen mercilessly in the backyard. It had started with us sitting on a mat on the grass, enjoying the clear full moon light on a nice balmy evening, and ended with me on top of her, fucking her like a bazaari aurat, her boobs helplessly fluttering around as I pumped my virile seed into her. And then I had turned her around and spanked her ass until her globes were bright red and she was crying for mercy. And then I had fucked her again, this time in her ass. All in the backyard, under the open skies.
She would not say no to anything. And if she did, I would just slap her a few times until she would acquiesce. It was quite remarkable how quickly I came to physically dominate her. It seemed Shaheen wanted this physical domination, and she craved it, and so she submitted to me. Not a single day went without me spanking her. And she was a complete, total slave. She never said no ANY time I wanted sex. And I wanted it often – and it seemed so did she.
Oh yes! My strong, conservative, orthodox, proper aunt had been my personal slave girl for these two weeks, and her body my own cum dump. I bonked Shaheen at will, fucked her, slapped her, spanked her, squeezed her, and blew my load in her mouth, on her boobs, on her face and used every orifice of hers thoroughly. In fact, the only time her body was not in danger of being ravaged by me was when the maid Pushpita was in the house. And even that didn't stop us that one time.
And now ... I had three whole weeks with Taiba to look forward to. My cock could hardly wait for Taiba. Even though I had JUST fucked Shaheen this morning, and then again before lunch.
Going back, or rather forward, to Taiba ...
I remembered the very first, FIRST time I had become fascinated with Taiba. Actually, she was the very first aunt – the very first relative – in fact the very first woman I was fascinated by in a sexual manner. Long before I appreciated Shaheen's tall figure, or Nadia's flirty nature, I was a fan of Taiba's chubby and voluptuous body.
If I try to pinpoint the one incident when it all began, I think it was once when my mother had taken me to visit their place. At that time we lived in the same city. I must have just turned eighteen or so. I remember my university application had just come through and I was happy – I was eager to share the news with my favourite aunt. And I loved visiting Taiba, of course. My buxom aunt loved having me around and was very free with me, letting me liberally hug and embrace and kiss her. But this visit was the first time, the very FIRST time, after which I started to have sexual fantasies of her and her big buttocks and her giant boobs.
Taiba opened the door and greeted my mother with a hug and a kiss. After my mum went inside, it was my turn to embrace my beautiful aunt. I wrapped my arms around her.
SMOOCH!
I hugged and kissed Taiba as usual. She was wearing a saree, with a lot of gap between the blouse and the petticoat, leaving a lot of her midriff skin (and her big navel!) exposed. My hands rested on the smooth white skin of her bare waist and my lips had pressed against her soft pudgy cheeks.
SMOOCH!
My uncle – my mamu – wasn't home, so my hands might have rested on her bare fleshy waist a little longer than usual. But of course I couldn't really kiss her multiple times as my mom was with me. I badly wanted to squeeze that bum, but rather reluctantly I let go of her.
Taiba asked us to take a seat in the living room. My mother sat opposite to me on the sofa and Taiba disappeared into the kitchen to make tea. After five minutes, Taiba came out of the kitchen with a tray containing a tea pot, some tea cups and some snacks. She then giggled at me and then bent down towards me to offer me some tea.
Oh, I still remember the way she bent down! It was as if this was happening in slow motion. The image had been burnt into my mind.
As I said, she was wearing a saree, but this was also the first time I was seeing her in a saree at home. Usually the sarees I would see her wear would be party wear at some weddings or other big occasions. Those would be gorgeous, expensive, heavy and designer sarees. This time she was wearing a simple and plain pink saree, very lightly draped around her chubby figure, and her light pink blouse seemed to be a size too small.
As she bent towards me, my eyes fell on the V-neck of her blouse, and her clearly visible cleavage. Her breasts were bouncing inside her blouse, and looked like at any moment one of them would pop out. It was clear that her blouse was struggling to contain her large melons. As she bent even lower to pour the tea in my cup, my eyes remain transfixed on her globes.
"You need some sugar, beta?" Her voice suddenly broke my reverie. I looked up, embarrassed at having been caught staring. There was a slight mischievous smile at the corner of Taiba's lips, but otherwise her stoic expression gave no clue as to if she had noticed me staring at her mounds.
"Er ... yes, Taiba mamani." I replied. I was embarrassed, and I felt my face go flush with shame. I had been staring at my aunt's breasts, and most likely she had seen me ogle her! What would she think of me! I felt myself blushing like a tomato.
"Chai without some sugar isn't chai, eh beta?" She said, as she carefully put two lumps of sugar in my tea, and stirred it, all the while remaining bent over and my eyes desperately trying (and failing) not to catch a peek. I tried not to stare but failed – and I saw that smile on my aunt's lips again, as she remained bent over, stirring the tea.
Oh, she knew very well what I was staring at! Taiba was no dumb woman. She was showing me exactly what she wanted me to see – her buxom cleavage!
At least that's how I would justify this to myself later.
Then Taiba stood up and turned around to offer tea to my mother, and when she bent over again this time I saw her big ass right near my face just only few inches away. I think this was the first time I noticed just how big Taiba's bum was. It was BIG! As she wriggled her buttock in my face (well, I exaggerate – she was merely bent over pouring tea for my mum with her ass in my face), I realized that my face was only half the size of her one butt cheek. She had a massive gaand! Oh, how so badly I wanted to kiss, squeeze and spank that butt!
Then she stood up, and this was when the cloth of her saree got stuck in her gigantic ass. If I had to pinpoint one moment – this – was the moment I realized I wanted that ass.
Taiba then poured one cup for herself.
"He has grown up so much, na?" My aunt said, taking a seat beside me. She was facing my mom so she could talk to her, but her hands were lovingly stroking my knees. "I remember when he used to ask permission to have tea, and we would scold him, saying he was too young. Now here he is, having tea with us big ladies!"
"Do you remember," My mother reminisced, "How one day we were watching a movie and then we caught him trying to make tea for himself?"
"Oh yes." Taiba laughed. "I remember giving him such a kaan dola! Made his ears red!"
"Aw, ammi!" I protested to my mother, blushing a bright red as both ladies laughed out loud.
"Oh, don't worry, Nazu." Taiba grinned. "I won't pull your ears now! You are a big lad now."
"No, Bhabhi." My mother remonstrated. "He will always be your little nephew. Feel free to punish him with a good ear pull if he ever upsets you. I give him a kaan dola even now, sometimes."
"Poor Nazu." Taiba lovingly patted my knee. "Now I have your mother's permission to pull your ears!"
I was already feeling a little embarrassed by this discussion. No one wants to be reminded of how they were punished in the past! So tactfully I changed the subject.
"Ammi," I told my mother. "Why don't you tell mamani the big news?"
"What news?" Taiba, curious now, looked towards my mum. "What happened? Did his university application come through!"
"Yes!" My mother beamed. "I am SO proud of him. And do you know, not only did he get admitted to the program of his choice, he also go full scholarship for the first year!"
My mother told Taiba all about my university admission and my scholarship. Taiba squealed in delight.
"Congratulations, Nazu beta!" She turned to me, cupped my cheeks with her hands and then kissed the tip of my nose.
SMOOCH!
"You deserve it for all of your hard work."
Taiba then kissed my right cheek.
SMOOCH!
"I am so proud of you, beta."
She then kissed my left cheek.
SMOOCH!
"You make the khandaan proud!"
"Er ... thank you, mamani." I hoped no one noticed the hard bulge in between my legs. I tried to position myself so it was less prominent. I could still feel the wetness of Taiba's saliva on my cheek from where she had kissed me.
My mother and Taiba soon were talking about various family matters, and my mind started to wander. I didn't move though, as Taiba's hands were still stroking my knees. After some time, my mother had to head back, but told me if I wanted to, I could stay at my aunt's for some time. My mother was having some friends over so in a way she was glad to get rid of me for some time. And of course, Taiba was delighted to have me (and I was delighted to stay!). A win-win for all.
We sat and chatted for a long time, my aunt's hands never leaving my knees. Her pallu had also shifted to one side, so her blouse's V-neck and her cleavage became more visible and prominent. I couldn't help but glance at it from time to time, and Taiba made no effort to straighten herself up, even as he hands remained on my knees. I noticed sometimes her eyes would glance at my crotch, and a very faint smile would light up the edge of her lips, but beyond that, she never showed if she had seen my hardness. After sometime I had to place a cushion strategically so my bulge wouldn't be prominent. As I did so, once again I saw a faint smile on Taiba's lips, but only for a moment.
"My dear mamani." I said, after some time. "I really have to use the washroom. Can I be excused for a few minutes?"
"Of course!" Taiba patted my knees and then stood up. Then she turned around and flashed a smile at me. "No. 1 or No. 2? Pee pee karna hain ya potty?"
"Mamani!" I gasped, my eyes going big in shock. Taiba grinned.
"Oh, beta. Go to the toilet in my bedroom. The other one in the common area has a malfunctioning commode, so you can't do potty there. That's why I asked. I have to call the plumber soon."
So I went there to Taiba's bedroom. I entered her washroom and closed the door. I was about to lock the door but then for some reason did not. I then urinated and relieved myself. After cleaning up, I stepped out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.
And what a sight greeted me!
Taiba was in her bedroom, her back to me. Actually, she was bent over, AGAIN, so her full voluptuous buttocks were on display, with the saree still stuck in the crack of her ass. My heart stated to beat faster. Seeing her in that position, all I wanted to do was take out my cock and rub it against her big behind. I wanted to put my dick inside the folds of her buttocks and FUCK HER HARD.
Instead, I managed to calm my urges, tone down my horniness and see what she was doing.
Taiba was trying to open a suitcase that was lying on the floor. She was standing, bent over, trying to pull the suitcase open, but it was clear that there was something wrong with the latch. It was one of those old Samsonite suitcases that every Indian household seemed to have one of. So I took a deep breath, walked to near her and stood just behind her, my growing bulge just inches behind her pudgy ass.
In a very calm, innocent and respectful voice I asked, "What's the matter, mamani, is everything OK with the suitcase?"
"Arrreey beta!" She grumbled. "I wanted to take something out of this – but the latch is stuck!"
"Let me help." I said.
I decided to be bold and try something. You will notice that I have a lot of these moments – when I throw caution to the winds and go with my urges. Sometimes they backfire, sometimes they don't. This would be one of those moments and my heart was beating faster. I would either have a magical relationship with my aunt, or she would throw me out of her house.
I casually leaned on her. My crotch was now touching her ass crack. She could feel it. I could feel it. I then put my right palm on her right hand which was on the latch. At every moment I was afraid that she was going to scold me, but she didn't seem to mind. I gently placed my left palm on her ass cheek, as if to steady myself and her. My cock was already standing erect in her ass crack.
Then I grabbed her hand, and gave a hard whack with that hand against the latch. My own hand was cushioning her hand, while my other hand was on her bum. As we wacked the suitcase to open the latch, the movement at the same time made my cock press even more firmly towards her butt hole.
WHACK!
The suitcase popped open. Very casually, my other hand let go of her bum and I backed up a bit.
"Oh, beta!" Taiba was amazed. "You have become so strong!"
Then she turned around, wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a hug. Unable to help myself, I hugged her back and placed my hands squarely on her buttocks. It was a good, strong hug. I so badly wanted to knead those lumpy butt cheeks of her, but I restrained myself to just holding her by her bum.
Then my aunt, still wrapped tightly in my arms, leaned in and gave me a kiss.
SMOOCH!
"You are so strong, beta."
"Thank you, mamani." I replied, and then added mischievously. "Now I have to kiss you twice."
Taiba actually blushed, and then smiled and nodded. I thanked my luck – this was bliss! With my aunt still in my arms, I then pressed my lips against the smooth skin of her right cheek.
SMOOCH!
"Here's to my favourite aunt." I said. I then kissed her again.
SMOOCH!
"You are the aunt with the biggest heart." I complimented her, and then silently added, and the aunt with the biggest butt.
"Thank you, beta." Taiba giggled. Then she quickly kissed me again.
SMOOCH!
"Congratulations on getting into university, beta."
"Thank you, mamani." I answered. "But now I have to kiss you twice again."
My aunt looked at me, smiled, giggled and then nodded.
"Yes, beta. Kiss me."
I took my time kissing her. We were both lost in some trance. My hands were now slowing pressing and clawing her fat behind. My bulge was poking her in the front.
SMOOCH!
"You are such a sweet lady, mamani."
SMOOCH!
"Mamu is lucky to have you, mamani."
Oh fuck! Why did I say that? My aunt though merely smiled at me.
And then she leaned in and once again gave me a kiss!
SMOOCH!
"Congrats on your full scholarship beta."
I was flabbergasted, and my dick was very, very hard. I looked at her smiling face.
"Come on, Nazu." Taiba grinned. "Remember, you have to now kiss me again, twice! Quick, give me my chumma!"
"Er ... yes, mamani."
I hugged her even tighter, my hands pressing firmly on her bodacious buttocks, and kissed her again.
SMOOCH!
SMOOCH!
After I had kissed her, I continued to hold her firmly. Taiba then told me, somewhat bashfully and somewhat naughtily, "Ok, beta. Enough chumma chaati (kissing) with your fat mamani. Now let go of my peechwade so I can cook something for my favourite nephew."
This was my first encounter with her ass – or her peechwade, as she mischievously called it. Over the next few days, I visited her house often, especially when I knew mamu would be away. Taiba would tell me, somewhat slyly, somewhat shyly, "Why don't you visit me at so-and-so time. Your mamu will be away and I will be lonely. You can give me some company."
I began to hug her more, kiss her more, and my hands found themselves on her big buns every time I hugged her. Like any horny nephew, I found more and more reasons to hug her and kiss her.
Oh, I just knocked on her door and she opened! Hug her and give her a kiss.
SMOOCH!
Oh, she made my favourite dish! Hug her and give her a kiss.
SMOOCH!
Oh, she made me chai! Hug her and give her a kiss.
SMOOCH!
Oh, she wants to watch a movie! Hug her and give her a kiss.
SMOOCH!
Taiba didn't seem to mind at all which just made me just bolder. And every time I hugged her, I made sure to place my hands flat on her bum. And those hands were soon starting to do something to her buttocks. It slowly came to be that every time I would hug her I would give her bottom a good squeeze, often making her squeal.
Now, she would tell me, "Why don't you visit her at so-and-so time. Your mamu will be away and I will be lonely. You can give me – and my peechwade – some company."
Her peechwade. I was addicted to it – and she knew about it – and didn't seem to mind. Her peechwade became our little guilty secret. Every time I was at her place, my hands would find some excuse to be on her peechwade.
The next major incident occurred about a month later.
I decided to stop by her place on the way home from school. I was going to knock on her door but I saw it was open. At that time they lived in an apartment unit, which was a heavily guarded compound, but still the door shouldn't have been open. Somewhat worried, I pushed it softly and entered quietly. Where was my aunt? For some reason I didn't call out her name, but tiptoed quietly into the apartment, and then tried to figure out where my mamani was.
Taiba was in the kitchen, cooking. Phew! I wondered why the door was open, then realized mamu must have just left, and he must not have shut the door properly. It was careless of him. This was India – anything could happen. I was about to shout out a greeting to Taiba when I caught sight of her again. And what a sight!
It was a hot day, and Taiba was working hard. I could see perspiration on her bare waist, and even a bit on her saree. Her blouse was also wet under her armpits with her sweat. As she chopped her vegetables and stirred the pot, her butt wriggled. It was all too much for me. Almost. I wanted to take her there, right then, on the kitchen floor, but I controlled myself.
Walking quickly towards her, I grabbed my aunt tightly by the waist from behind. I hugged her firmly by encircling my arms around her bare waist and putting them on her belly, with one of my fingers snaking into her navel, and pulled her closely to me, such that my hardness was pressed right into her ass crack. I then placed a wet kiss on the nape of her neck. My aunt froze for a moment, terrified. As I loosened my hold on her just ever so slightly, she quickly turned around.
"Hi, mamani." I said, flashing her a naughty smile. She was still trapped in my arms. As she was now facing me, my hands were now on her rump, grasping her firmly.
"OOOOOOOH it's YOU!" Taiba took a few deep breaths. "Beta, you are so naughty! Badmaash! Battamiz! You scoundrel! You scared me! Oooooh, beta!"
She was panting, and trembling.
"Your door was open, mamani." I told her. "Anyone could have walked in, mamani. You are lucky it's only me. And not some rapist."
"Oh... I see. Wow, beta, you startled me so badly."
My aunt then hugged me. I hugged her back by putting both my palms firmly on her big ass, but she didn't notice (or didn't care). My hands were basically squeezing her butt cheeks, kneading her. You could actually say I was groping her, and she didn't seem to mind. Her breathing was fast, and her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breath. She was still a bit scared from me startling her. I comforted her and squeezed her buttocks again, and pressed her firmly against me. Taiba responded by hugging me even tighter.
She kissed me on my cheeks and then I kissed her back on her cheeks. She kissed me again and I then kissed her again. We both relaxed a bit, arms still wrapped firmly against each other. I kissed her once more and squeezed her buttocks again. Taiba responded by resting her head against my broad shoulders.
"Oh, beta." She said. "My mind had frozen completely. I had assumed the worst. Someone entered the house ... and was going to take my izzat – rape me."
"I am sorry for scaring you, mamani." I told her, giving her gaand another squeeze. "I just wanted to play a prank on you."
"I know, beta. It's ok."
We remained in each other's arms for a while. I kissed her again. Then Taiba reluctantly pressed against my chest.
"OK, beta." She told me. "You had your fun. Kissing me and pretending to rape me. Now let go of me and my peechwade. I have to finish the cooking."
Almost reluctantly, albeit very slowly, I withdrew my hands off her derriere, giving her buttocks a final squeeze.
From then on, whenever I would greet my aunt, and we were alone, my hands would snake their way around her hips, and I would pull her to me. With my arms around her and resting on her rump, I would kiss her, and she would kiss me. I would give her bum a firm squeeze. This became our usual pattern – and our own naughty escapade. And slowly, as time went on, I would not just squeeze her derriere, but pat her bum, caress her bum, pinch her bum, fondle her bum and then grope her bum. She never minded, and in fact encouraged this scandalous behaviour, so who was I to stop?
I became intimately acquainted with Taiba's bum, or her "peechwade". It became so natural that I had to take care not to do it in front of other people. I would greet her at the door and my hand would automatically go to her behind and give the flesh there a squeeze. I would go to the kitchen to see what she was cooking and I would oh-so-casually pat her on the buttocks, making her smile. She would serve me tea and I would thank her and then give her a loving tap on her bum. We would be on the balcony watching the traffic and I would be beside her, my hands on her rear end, giving her a pinch on her fleshy hind quarters.
"Oh beta!" My aunt would make a pout whenever I pinched her buttocks. "Don't harass me so! Pareshaan maat karo na!" She would smile and say, rubbing her bum where I had pinched her. I would respond by pinching her again, making her yelp.
It became harder and harder to keep my hands to myself when I was with Taiba and there were others around. Every time she walked in front of me, she expected to be groped. And she walked in front of me often!
Soon my other aunts noticed, as you know, and Shaheen commented on it snidely several times. Taiba didn't care. For her now, it was a matter of pride to her that she was the aunt I was most comfortable with. That I felt uninhibited to familiarize myself with the charms of her ass.
And then, two weeks ago at the lodge, I had actually spanked that ass. And spanked it hard.
And what had she told me, oh two weeks ago, when she had to go away?
"And if you want to pinch my bum, beta," She had told me, "Just say my name and snap your fingers. I will come, bend over and present my gaand to you. It's yours to be pinched, patted, groped, caressed, or spanked. You can do what you want with my peechwade."
How hard I got whenever I thought of that! And what had I said in reply?
"Mamani." I had leaned in and kissed her on her cheek. "When you are back, I will spank you so hard you won't be able to sit. I will put you over my knees and spank your gaand with my hand and then with my belt and with your hair brush. Your big fat ass will be red with my beatings."
And how she had squealed with delight!
And now, those two weeks were over. Taiba was coming back.
My only fear was that if she had reconsidered her views in those two weeks. Maybe she said what she said in the heat of the moment. Maybe she didn't feel that way any more. Either way, I would soon find out.
The two hours was over.
Her rickshaw was here.
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