22-11-2018, 12:11 PM
Part - 11
Moving my head upwards, I began to lick her thighs, causing her to cry out "Ohhh ... bhaiiyaaa..." and grab my head. I pushed up her skirt further, till I was greeted with the sight of virgin pussy. A sparse covering of black pubic hair adorned her thick puffy lips of her young vagina. She was looking at me intently now, a mixture of desire and fear on her face. Sliding my hands all the way up to her pelvis, I began to gently caress the thick pouting lips of her vagina with my thumb. She clamped her thighs shut when I did that, throwing her head back with a cry. I slowly parted her thighs again, and pulling her by her legs towards me, placed both her legs on my shoulders on either side of my head. In this position, her vagina was completely bared to me, and I could also see the small opening of her anus.
I gently parted the lips of her vagina with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand, exposing the pink flesh inside. My mouth watered at the sight of her pussy, which was already wet. I slowly rubbed my middle finger along the parted lips of her puffy pussy. She stretched her legs out taut as I did that, and I felt her thighs quiver on my shoulders. Looking up at her face, I saw that she had a slightly scared expression on her face. "Bhaiyaa..." she whispered, once again caught between her arousal, and the knowledge that what she was indulging in was taboo. "Do you trust me Sejal?" I asked her softly.
After a brief pause, she nodded her head and said "Yes bhaiyaa ... I trust you..." I smiled at her tenderly. Continuing to look into her eyes, I began to gently rub her vulva, feeling her juices begin to flow. As I pushed my finger inside gently, she grabbed my shoulders, and cried out. Her cry was a mix of pain and pleasure. I was aware of the former, because I saw her bite her lips; and pleased by the latter, because she pushed her hips at the same time. I spread her puffy lips with the digits of my left hand, bringing her small hidden clitoris to view. As I began to gently rotate the middle finger of my right hand inside the tightness of her already wet pussy, I also began to stimulate her clitoris with my thumb.
Leaning forward, I began to run my tongue along the insides of her milky white fleshy thighs. She grabbed hold of my head by the hair and moaned in pleasure. Sliding my tongue up towards her pelvis, I removed my probing finger, and licked the slightly parted lips of her pink juicy pussy. She jerked spasmodically and cried out when I did that, bucking her hips towards my face. Tugging my hair, she cried "Bhaiyaa ... please..." I raised my head and looked at her face. Her face was flushed, and she was panting. "You want me to stop Sejal?" I asked her tenderly. She looked into my eyes for a moment, and then shook her head in denial.
With a gentle smile, I slid both my hands under her buttocks, and cupping her ass, pulled her pelvis closer to my face. Pushing her thighs up, I lowered my face to her vagina, and began to lick her slowly. "Unnnhhh... "she moaned through clamped lips, as she felt my tongue tease her slit and then slowly slide inside her juicy pussy. I began to lap her pussy, holding on to her butt with both hands. Clamping my mouth on her vagina, I began to suck on her pussy, stimulating her clitoris at the same time with the tip of my tongue. Her body began to shudder, and she began to sob.
I pulled up my face, and looked at her. Tears were streaming down her face. I wiped her sticky juices from my lips, and quickly stood up. Sitting down on the sofa beside her, I put my arms around her, and pulled her towards me, her back against my chest. "It's OK baby ... it's OK..." I whispered soothingly into her hear, gently rocking her against me. "Oh bhaiyaa ... I have never felt anything like this..." she sobbed, taking my left hand and pressing it against her bared left breast. Closing my fingers around her breast, I began to knead the soft flesh; kissing her on the mouth at the same time. She responded with ardour, kissing me back passionately.
She was rubbing her feet together, and clasping and unclasping her thick thighs. Taking my right hand in hers, she slid it down between her thighs towards her vagina. "Oh dear, she wants it!" I thought to myself at this encouraging gesture from her. Pulling away from her mouth, I pushed my head further down till my mouth came to her milky white big, soft, and plaint breasts. Closing my mouth around the soft tender tit-flesh, I began to suck on it hard; while the fingers of my right hand began to stimulate her vulva.
This time she encouraged me by spreading her thighs wider, and pulling up her legs to bend them at the knees. She was oozing juices continuously now, and I wasted no time in sliding the tip of my finger inside her juicy virgin pussy. I began to continuous back and forth movement of my digits, fingering her faster; even as I continued to suck on her succulent tits.
She was moaning and sobbing continuously now, bucking her hips and thrashing about on the sofa wildly. She was tugging on my hair, as I continued to suck on her virgin breasts. Soon, I felt her body begin to shudder, going into the throes of her impending orgasm, muttered gasps emitting from her throat "Unhh ... unhhh ... unhhh..." Her wet hot pussy, which fitted around my middle finger like a butter-coated glove, began to spasm involuntarily, as she clenched her pussy muscles tight around my invading digit; her thick fleshy legs sticking up straight in the air.
With my thumb rubbing her clitoris simultaneously, she came soon, uttering a deep throated "Unnnnnhhhhhh ... mummmyyy...", her virgin cunt contracting around my finger. As her legs collapsed on the sofa, and I felt her taut body relax, I stopped fingering her. As I pulled out my finger I felt the hot sticky juices flow from her pussy. Her head flopped against my shoulder, as she continued to take in deep gasping breaths, her mouth parted, her lips dry, and her milky soft breasts heaving. I pressed her head to my chest, and caressed her back and thighs, soothing her.
After a few minutes of being in this position, her breathing began to come back to normal. Reaching up with her right hand, she cupped my face, and looking into my eyes, breathed "Oh Jignesh bhaiya ... that felt so good ... so good ... ohhh thank you so much ... thank you ... thank you..." "Oh my baby ... you don't have to thank Jignesh bhaiya ... it is I who have to thank you..." I replied tenderly. She just smiled a contended smile, and snuggled up closer to me. As she did that, she felt my still throbbing, and extremely frustrated hard cock press against the side of her belly. Turning sideways towards me, she leant towards me and rested her torso against my chest.
Her plump fleshy breasts pressed against my chest, as she placed her head on my chest and began to caress my chest with her hands. My cock was painfully erect now, and was pressing into her fleshy belly thru my shorts. As I caressed her hair, she snuggled up closer to me, and began to slide her hands under my t-shirt. As her soft pudgy fingers caressed my taut belly, and slid up my muscular chest, I tightened the muscles of my chest. "You have a very good physique, bhaiya..." she whispered softly, her fingers tracing lines on my chest under the t-shirt. "Your muscles are so hard bhaiya..." she mumbled softly. "There's something else even harder, Sejal..." I said with a half laugh. "What is that, bhaiya..." she asked instinctively. As I smiled into her eyes, the meaning of what I said dawned on her, and she blushed.
Her fingers which were caressing my chest, stopped moving, and her arm slid down slightly, causing her elbows to touch my hardness through my shorts. "Is this ... is this so hard because of me bhaiya..." she asked in a small voice, letting her elbows rest on my throbbing erection. "Yes, Sejal ... it is hard like this because it likes you very much..." I whispered back softly. "Oh bhaiya ... tell me what to do please ... I don't know what to do..." she said hoarsely, those beautiful round eyes wide with innocence. "Feel it with your hands, baby..." I replied hoarsely. She slid her right hand down my torso, and placed the palm of her hand on my throbbing cock through the shorts.
As her fingers instinctively closed around my cock, I shuddered and clutched her hard by her shoulder. As she looked up at my face again, her eyes wide open and her lips slightly parted, I whispered "Now caress it baby..." Wetting her plush lips with her tongue, she began to gently caress my rigid shaft through the fabric of my three-quarters. "Do you want to see it, Sejal?" I asked her in a hoarse whisper. She let out a sigh, and nodded her head imperceptibly. Pushing my hips upwards to press my harness into her palms, I said "Go ahead sweetheart, open it and take it out..." Her cheeks flushed when she heard that, and I felt her hesitate.
"Don't worry baby ... it won't bite..." I said with a laugh. She relaxed upon hearing this and even giggled. She slid down the sofa, and knelt down on the floor between my outstretched thighs. As her fingers began to fumble with the button of my three-quarters, I tucked my tummy in, making it easier for her to unfasten the button. Tugging at the zip of my shorts, she pulled it down. Lifting my hips of the sofa, I pushed down my three-quarters, to present my erection painfully sticking up like a tent pole inside the confines of my white underpants. She gazed at the protrusion of my cock and swallowed, once again uncertain.
As she looked up into my eyes with apprehension, I reached out with my hand and caressed her hair. "Go on ... Sejal..." I urged her gently. She reached out and slid her fingers under the elastic of my underwear's waist-band, and began to pull it down. I lifted my hips off the bed again to help her. As she pulled my underwear down my thighs, my fully erect cock sprang out like a cobra, and slapped against my belly. Grasping the base of my cock with my thumb and forefinger, I pushed it forward gently, causing it to stand proud in front of her shocked face, swaying gently.
Her mouth opened and a gasp escaped her lips, even as her hands instinctively flew to her mouth. "Have you ever seen this before, Sejal..." I asked her gently. She shook her head, and managed to whisper "No, bhaiya..." Continuing to gaze at my throbbing cock in rapt attention, she wet her lips once again, and swallowed. I was having this raging hard-on for so long now, that a few drops of pre-cum were already adorning the tip of my cock. I pulled my foreskin down, exposing the blood-gorged helmet-shaped shiny head of my reasonably large cock. As she shifted her gaze from my throbbing cock towards my face, I whispered "Hold it baby ... it has been dying to feel your touch for so long now..." "Oh bhaiya..." she cried out in a hoarse voice, and wrapped her soft fleshy fingers around the girth of my hard penis. As I felt her soft hands close around the shaft of my cock, my hips jerked involuntarily, causing a fresh drop of pre-cum to ooze out of the slit of my cock.
As I gazed at her face lovingly, I couldn't help but gloat over my luck. Here was this gorgeous busty teenage college-girl, kneeling between my thighs on the floor, her college-uniform shirt open to show me those young juicy mammaries, and clutching my fully erect cock in her hand. "Now start stroking it like this, Sejal..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around her hand holding my cock, and moving it up and down. "Like this, bhaiya..." she asked in a small voice, sliding her grasp up and down along the length of my cock. "Yessss, my darling..." I groaned, and threw back my head against the back-rest of the sofa.
As she got the hang of stroking my cock, I let out a groan of contentment. She was gazing at my cock in rapt attention, her lips parted slightly, and her breath coming in shallow gasps, as she continued to stroke my cock lovingly. Looking up towards my face, she asked innocently "Am I doing it right bhaiya..." "Oh yes Sejal ... you are doing it right..." I breathed out, pushing my hips up, making my cock stand only inches away from her face. I felt her hot breath on my cock even as she stroked it gently. "Now shall I kiss it bhaiya..." she asked hoarsely. "Oh Sejal..." I groaned, when I heard these hugely erotic words emerge from her lips. As I nodded my head, she brought her face closer to my cock, and closing her eyes, kissed the straining tip of my cock with her lips awkwardly. Her eyes were screwed shut, as she began to kiss my cock at different places with her lips, the way one would give a peck on someone's cheek. Pulling her face away, she opened her eyes and gazed at my cock with arousal, continuing to stroke it.
Wetting her lips with her tongue, she closed her eyes again, and bent her head forward again to kiss my throbbing cock again. This time she parted her lips, and I felt her warm wet tongue against the bulging head of my cock. My hips jerked spasmodically, and I clutched her by her shoulder. "Take it in you mouth baby..." I groaned. With a small moan, she opened her mouth and took the tip of my cock into her wet hot mouth. As her mouth closed in an O around the mushroom-shaped head of my cock, she screwed her eyes shut again. I saw her adam's apple bob, as she swallowed involuntarily, the unfamiliar musky taste of my cock and pre-cum assailing her virgin mouth.
But this girl was incredible. She didn't flinch, and began to suck on the tip of my cock, her tongue licking the head, albeit awkwardly. As she got accustomed to the odor of my cock, she opened her eyes and looked up at me, my cock still in her mouth. I caressed her cheek, and whispered "I love you, baby..." That seemed to be the encouragement she was waiting for, because she opened her mouth wider and took more of my cock into her warm welcoming mouth. As I lost control, and pushed my cock deeper into the waiting receptacle of her hot mouth, she gagged involuntarily, feeling the tip of my cock press against the larynx of her throat.
As she gagged, her saliva dribbled out of her mouth, and slid down the length of my cock. I felt a pang of guilt course through me, as I saw this innocent teenager struggling to breathe with my thick cock stuffed inside her virgin mouth. I grasped her by her head, and pulled her head up, causing my cock to slip out of her mouth with a plopping sound. Alarmed, she looked up at me with a scared look, and wiping the saliva drooling out of the sides of her mouth with the back of her hand, asked me tentatively "What happened bhaiya ... did I do something wrong?" "No baby ... not at all..." I reassured her with a loving smile. "I just don't want you to do it if you don't like it..." "Oh bhaiya ... why are you saying that..." she cried out in protest. "I like it ... I like doing this ... I just hope I am doing it good ... and it is making you feel as good as I felt when you were doing it for me..."
"Oh darling ... you are doing it beautifully ... I love it..." I said to her tenderly, caressing her face. Her face lit up with childlike pleasure on hearing that, and without a word, she proceeded to take my cock into her willing mouth once again. This time she went about it with more confidence, sucking on my cock with a little more pressure, licking it with the juicy tongue inside her mouth. As she began to suck on my cock like a delicious lollipop, she began to bob her head up and down slowly, taking more and more of my cock into her mouth with each moment.
Throwing my head back as the pleasure of her sucking on my cock hit me, I began to move my hips up gently as well, pushing more of my cock into her juicy mouth. As my cock hit the cavity of her throat, she gagged a couple of times. But she continued bravely, breathing hard, her saliva drooling down the length of my shaft. I knew that if she continued this for some more time, I was going to blast my load in her mouth itself. Not wanting to do that to this lovely teenager on her very first time, I pushed her head back gently, pulling my cock out of her mouth. "Rub it on your breasts, Sejal..." I breathed out hoarsely, as she looked up lovingly at my face.
She stood up from her sitting position on her knees, and parting her open shirt, leant forward, causing her plump juicy breasts to dangle inches from my wet hard cock. Taking my cock in her hand, she began to rub the tip against the succulent flesh of her mammary glands, her erect pink nipples grazing the head of my cock. "Oh Sejal..." I moaned, as I straightened, and grasped her fleshy tits in my hands. Pressing the soft flesh of her breasts together, wrapped them around the hard shaft of my cock. She co-operated by grasping her breasts herself, and straightening her back.
As I mauled the succulent flesh of her plump teenage breasts with my fingers, she moaned softly. As I let go off her breasts, she cupped her ripe left breast with her left hand, and grasping my cock with her right hand, began to rub it against her aroused pink nipple. As her fingers continued to stroke my cock, she looked up at me lovingly, and asked in a small voice "Does this feel good bhaiya..." "Oh yes, it does baby..." I replied with a smile. I was reaching the point of no return now, and was ready to cum. "Do it faster, Sejal..." I breathed hoarsely. Without a word, she began to pump my cock faster, and to my surprise took into her mouth again.
As her warm mouth closed around my cock, I groaned with pleasure. It amazed me to see how quickly an untouched girl like her figured out what gave a man pleasure, as I experienced the orgasmic feeling of her pumping my cock with her soft hands, while sucking on it at the same time. Feeling my sperm begin to boil, I quickly grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her mouth off my cock. It was just in time, for just as my throbbing cock slipped out of her mouth, a thick wad of my jism shot out of the slit of my cock and landed square on her neck. She let out a soft moan, and grasped my cock tighter, as more of my cum spurted from my quivering cock and landed on her soft pillowy breasts. As my orgasm subsided, I fell back on the sofa with a sigh.
She was still holding on to my cock, as the remaining cum had flowed down my cock and was all over her soft hands. "Do you ... do you have a handkerchief bhaiya..." she asked me in a small voice. I smiled, as I dug into my pocket and pulled out the handkerchief. She took it from my hand, and began to wipe my cock clean. She then proceeded to wipe my cum from her neck and breasts, as I watched her fondly. Wiping her hands, she looked up at me with a shy smile and asked "Did you feel good, bhaiya?" "I did sweetheart ... I did" I replied with warmth. As she stood up, I pulled her towards me and made her sit in my lap. Cupping her succulent breasts with both my hands, I kissed them gently, and ran my tongue on her nipples, causing her to giggle and squirm in my lap.
Continuing to knead her juicy tits, I kissed her on the mouth, and said "That was wonderful, Sejal..." "Oh bhaiya..." she cut me off "I am so glad I could make you happy..." As I let go of her, she stood up, and asked me if she could leave, as it was getting late for her. She went into the bedroom to put on her undergarments which I had asked her to remove. At the door, I hugged her warmly and said "Have a good picnic, Sejal ... and come back soon ... I will be waiting for you..." "Oh even I am waiting to come back, bhaiya..." she replied shyly. As Sejal left, I closed the door behind me and headed to the bathroom to clean up the mess I had made inside my underwear.
The day's exertions had left me drained, and just as I had dozed off watching TV, the phone rang. It was Kalpana aunty. She had stepped out to buy some vegetables, and was calling me from a public phone booth at the market. "Beta, I was just buying some vegetables, and I was wondering if you wanted to have something special for dinner tonight..." she said. "Oh aunty, why are you taking so much trouble for me?" I protested, "Anything will do." "Oh there is no trouble beta ... Jigna has gone for her picnic, and today Jatin bhai has also gone out of station for work, so I don't have much work to do at home..." her voice trailed off.
There was a moment's pause, and she was searching for what to say next. "So beta, today I will cook some special dinner for you, and..." she continued. After a moment's hesitation, she continued " ... and I will be very happy if you can come home to my place for dinner today evening". There was hesitation in her voice, as she waited with baited breath to hear my response. I stalled, as if I were indecisive. "Of course beta, it is just a request... "she blurted in, upon not hearing anything from me, "I know you may have plans so..." her voice trailed off. My cock had stiffened inside my pants by now, thinking about the opportunity that lay before me.
Here was the buxom Kalpana aunty inviting me to her house for dinner ... at a time when she was all alone at home. "Oh it will be my pleasure, aunty" I responded "It will be so nice for me to have your company rather than eating alone at my house" I heard her breathe a sigh of relief, and her voice audibly perked up as she said to me "Oh Jignesh beta, thank you so much ... I am so happy to hear that ... I will see you in some time then". As I hung up the phone, I squeezed my stiff cock through my jeans, and grinned to myself.
I showered quickly and changed into a comfortable pair of slacks and a t-shirt, foregoing my evening work-out. If things went my way, I was going to need to conserve my energy for the night. I walked over to Kalpana aunty's house. On a sudden impulse, I stopped myself mid-way. "Nothing like a bunch of flowers to flatter a woman" I thought to myself. I headed back to my house to pick up my bike keys. After having picked up a nice bouquet for Kalpana aunty, I reached her place. As I rang the bell, Kalpana aunty opened the door. A look of surprise and pleasure crossed her face as she saw me standing at the door with a smile on my face and a bunch of flowers in my hand.
She was apparently working in the kitchen, as I noticed droplets of sweat rolling off her face on to her chest. "Oh Jignesh beta, I never expected you to come so early ... I have still not finished cooking..." she blurted out. Her hands were covered with wheat flour, ostensibly from the dough she was kneading for making rotis, and for some reason looked incredibly sexy to me. "Oh come in please..." she hastily said, a broad smile on her face, and her eyes glancing towards the flowers I held in my hand. She was fidgeting with her sari, trying to wipe her hands on them, as I walked inside. I held out the flowers for her, and said with a smile "These are for you Kalpana aunty".
As she took it from me, a look of tenderness crossed her face, and she said "Oh beta ... for me! Oh I can't believe it..." she mumbled "I ... I..." she stuttered, "Nobody has ever brought bouquet for me ... oh beta, thank you so much ... thank you ... you are so nice" she said, squeezing my hand. As I held her hand, I said "Oh aunty, come on ... please don't be so formal ... this is the least I could do..." I replied smoothly. She seemed flustered to see me land up so early, and I couldn't help but look at her body as she fluttered around the room, trying to locate a place to keep the flowers.
She was dressed in a cheap cotton saree, with the pallu tied tightly around her waist, accentuating the shape of her massive hips. The red blouse she wore with her saree was drenched with sweat at her armpits, and I got a glimpse of her huge breasts encased tightly inside her blouse, as she wiped the sweat off her brow with the pallu of her saree. I could see the outlines of her bra clearly at her shoulders and at her armpits, as the fabric was soaked with her sweat. There was a musky odour to her body that turned me on immensely. She bustled into the kitchen, and returned with a glass of water for me in a tray. As she handed me the water, she said "Oh Jignesh beta, please make yourself comfortable ... I will finish my cooking quickly..." Touching her arm, I said "Relax, aunty ... I am in no hurry to have dinner ... I thought I will just come early and give you some company..." I smiled.
That brought a smile to her face also. As I followed her into the kitchen, I watched the way her heavy ass moved within the confines of her saree. We chatted pleasantly about many things, as I sat on a stool in the kitchen, watching her go about her work. As she was rolling the dough into little balls to make rotis, I couldn't help but notice the way her heavy breasts swung under her saree. Soon she finished cooking, and got around to arranging plates on the dinner table. The food was delicious, and as I licked my fingers, I said "Aunty, this is the best food I have eaten in a long time ... thank you so much". "Oh beta, I am the one who is grateful to you for everything ... I should be the one saying thank you..." she said kindly. "I am very happy that I can do this much for you..." she said with a smile, looking into my eyes.
After finishing dinner, I settled down on the sofa in their living room. She came out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her saree, and sat on a chair in next to the sofa. I patted the sofa next to where I was sitting and said "Come aunty, sit here for some time ... you have done so much work today". She smiled and came and sat by my side. For few moments, there was an awkward silence. After hesitating for some time, she said "Beta, I am really so grateful for everything that you have done for my family ... I don't know how to..." "Shhh..." I interrupted her, placing my hand on hers. "Aunty please don't say all that..." "Ok tell me, how is your financial health now?" I asked seriously.
She continued to fidget with the pallu of her saree and said "We don't have anything left now, beta ... we have even pawned the few gold ornaments I had ... this mangalsutra is the only thing I have left now..." she said with sadness, touching the chain around her neck. I slid closer to her on the sofa, and putting my arms around her shoulders, said "Aunty, I want to do something, and I want you to promise me that you will accept it without a word." "What is it beta?" she asked, looking up at my face. "I want you to come with me tomorrow, and we will go and buy back all the gold ornaments that you have pawned" I said. "But beta..." she started to protest. "No buts aunty..." I said with finality "I don't want uncle to know about this ... this is just between us". "Oh beta..." she started to protest again. "You have to say yes aunty ... if I really mean anything to you..." I said with a gently smile on her face.
She sat there silently, looking at the floor. After a while, she looked up at me, and her eyes were moist with tears. She leaned slightly towards my side, and placing her hand on my thigh, said "Ok beta..." Since my arms were around her shoulders, as she leant towards me, I gently pulled her towards me. She rested her head on shoulder, and continued to run her hand on my thigh, as I caressed her back through her blouse, feeling the straps of her bra under my touch. I had a raging hard-on by now, and I could feel the heat emanating from her body. We sat there like that for a few minutes, not saying a word. I cleared my throat, and said "Aunty, I will make a move now ... you must be tired now, and wanting to sleep..." I said softly. She hesitated for a minute, and then started to say "Beta..." and she paused. "Yes, aunty?" I asked softly. "Would you ... would you mind staying back here tonight ... you can..." she said haltingly "you can sleep here tonight if you like..."
I remained quite for some time, and then said "Ok aunty, but I hope it is not a problem for you..." "Oh no beta, why would it be a problem for me... " she replied quickly. As I withdrew my arm from her shoulder, she straightened to sit back. As she did that, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulder. I was rewarded with the sight of her big heavy breasts encased tightly inside her red blouse; and her heavy brown belly between the bottom of her blouse and the top of her saree at her waist, was exposed to my view. Her big breasts seemed to cover almost the whole of her torso, and there was a deep cleavage because her bra and blouse were nearly stretched to tearing point on her chest. Because of the way her blouse was stretched across her big breasts, I could see a glimpse of her black bra through the opening between the hooks of her blouse. They were huge.
She caught me looking at her breasts, and as she adjusted her pallu to cover her torso, she looked into my eyes with a look of understanding and love. I feigned embarrassment, and looked away quickly. Once again there was an awkward silence. As I looked up into her eyes, I saw her continuing to look into my eyes with tenderness. She reached out and caressed my face. Her touch was hot. She cleared her throat, and in a soft voice, started to say "Beta..." She stopped herself midway. I reached up and placed my palm over hers, which were still caressing my cheek. "Let me get you something to change into" she said, getting up. I grabbed her hand, and said "No its OK aunty, I am comfortable in these..." "You sure, beta?" she asked "Yes, aunty..." I replied. As I let go of her hand, she said "OK beta, in that case, you can go and lie down ... I will finish some work in the kitchen"
As she went into the kitchen, I got up and moved to the bedroom where I had slept earlier. Deciding to be a little bold, I stripped off my t-shirt and slacks, and got into bed in just my boxers. I pulled up the sheet up to my neck, leaving only my face and bare arms outside the sheet. My hard-on had subsided but it was still rigid in my boxers. I fondled my cock through my boxers, and waited for her. I could hear her washing the vessels in the kitchen. After a while, I heard her finish things off in the kitchen, and head to the bathroom. From the noises, I imagined she was washing her arms, legs and face, and preparing to go to bed. I had switched off the main light in the bedroom, but had left a small night bulb on. After a while, I heard her switch off the lights in the main room & kitchen.
She came into the bedroom where I was, and I saw she had glass of milk in her hands. I lay there with my eyes closed. I felt her sit gently by my side on the bed, and she called out softly "Beta..." As I opened my eyes, she smiled, and said "I got some milk for your to drink before you go to sleep beta..." I sat up in bed, and taking the glass from her hand, said "Oh aunty, you are taking so much trouble for me..." Ruffling my hair, she said "Beta, aapki seva karna to mera saubhagya hai..." As I drank the milk, I noticed she smelt of some talcum powder she had applied on herself, probably after washing her face.
She was gazing at my bare arms and chest. I finished and she took the glass from my hand. At that moment, I grimaced and clutched the side of my back. With a look of concern, she asked "What happened beta..." "Oh nothing aunty just that my back is aching today..." "Oh my dear Jignesh beta ... you must be so tired no ... you lie down ... let me press your back..." "No aunty ... its OK..." I started to protest. With a mock stern look, she pushed me down on the bed and said "You listen to Kalpana aunty now, ok beta".
I lay down on the bed, and turned on to my stomach. I felt her adjusting her position on the bed, and her hips pressed against mine as she came closer to where I lay. "You just relax, ok beta..." she said softly as she began to press my back. Her hands, unlike the soft ones of Sarla bhabhi, were hard from all the work she used to do. But it felt great all the same. "Oh aunty, that feels so nice..." I sighed as her hands went about kneading and pressing the muscles on my back. After pressing my back for a while, she shifted down towards my leg, and began to press my legs. "Aunty, please ... its ok..." I started to protest "Just lie there beta ... at least give aunty the pleasure of being able to do something for you..." she said in a soft voice.
She ran her hands down the length of the back of my legs, and then began to press my calf muscles. She even took my feet in her hands, and pressed the fingers of my feet. Then she worked her way back upwards towards my back, and said in a soft whisper "Now turn around beta..." I had a raging hard-on by now, and was afraid that she would see it. I took my chance and turned around to lie on my back again. This time she slid down towards my feet, and began to massage my legs. She was looking lovingly at my legs, and pressing them with tenderness. As she looked up towards my face, she caught me looking at her and smiled. By now my cock was standing up straight and had made a tent in my boxers. As she saw my hard on sticking up through my boxers, I felt her body stiffen, and the pressure she was putting on my legs while pressing went up a couple of notches. I lay there with bated breath, enjoying the sensation of her firm hands massaging my legs.
After a while, she slid herself back towards my torso on the bed, and placed her hands on my chest. As she moved her hand up to my chest, her elbow brushed against my hard on, and I felt her catch her breath in her throat again. Once again, she glanced at my cock standing up in my boxers. But this time she avoided my gaze, and just kept pressing my chest and arms. It was a hugely erotic position. Here was the buxom heavy bodied 42-year old Kalpana aunty, sitting by my side and giving me the best massage I had had in my life. She was starting to breathe a little faster now, and I couldn't help gaze at her heaving bosom. As she leaned forward to press my shoulders, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulders.
She glanced at the pallu that had slipped onto the arms, but made no effort to pull it up, and kept pressing my shoulders and arms, avoiding making eye contact with me. My cock lurched within the confines of my boxers, as my eyes were once again greeted with the sight of her massive heavy breasts tightly encased in her bra and blouse. The droplets of sweat that had begun to form on her forehead, the sindhoor she wore in the parting of her hair, the soft jingling of the glass bangles on her hand, and her mangalsutra dangling in front of her huge breasts, caused my rigid cock to lurch inside my boxer shorts. It was now or never, I thought to myself. "Aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, and slid my hand to hold hers and pressed it against my chest. "Yes beta..." she whispered back, and looked into my eyes with tenderness. I let go of her hand, and slid my hand up her arm, and squeezed her arm.
As I let go off her hand, her arm slackened, and once again her elbow brushed against my rigid cock through my boxer shorts. I let out a heavy sigh, closed my eyes, and lifting my hips off the bed, pressed my boner to her elbow. She made no attempt to remove her arm, with my boner cock pressing against her elbow. As I opened my eyes, I saw her looking at my face, with a mixture of tenderness and lust. "Aunty, I am sorry ... I..." I breathed out softly. "Shh beta..." she whispered softly, and quickly moved her left hand to my face and caressed my cheek. Her left hand was now firmly resting on my rigid cock, with the forearm pressed to it, her palm resting on my stomach. She leant towards my face, and still holding my face with her left hand, kissed me softly on my forehead.
As she did that I felt her heavy firm breasts press against my chest. She planted small kisses on my forehead and cheeks, and then moved her mouth to my lips. With a groan, I grabbed her by her hair which was tied into a tight bun behind, and kissed her ardently. She left out a soft sigh, and parted her lips to kiss me back in earnest, our tongues probing each other. I continued to hold her head with my left hand, kissing her, while I moved my right hand to her back and pressed her torso to me. I felt her right hand move between our bodies, and she then took hold of my hard cock through the shorts, and squeezed it softly. A moan escaped me as I felt her take my cock in her hand. As we broke our kiss, she looked into my eyes, and asked "You love me so much beta?" squeezing my rigid cock once again. "Yes aunty ... I..." I breathed out.
She then sat up, and looked at me lovingly, her hand still rubbing my cock gently through my boxers. The pallu had fallen off completely now, and I could see her huge breasts heaving. I reached out and placed my hand on her left breast. She sighed, and throwing her head back, grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast. Through the tight confines of her blouse & bra, I felt how hard and firm her mature heavy breasts were. Her breasts were so big that there was no way I could cup them. She pressed my hand to her breast as I squeezed her firm tit-flesh, as I squeezed her hand which was rubbing my cock. I began to run my fingers along the exposed portion of the top of her breast, and began to slide a finger inside the tight confines of her blouse. Her skin was hot to touch. "One minute, beta..." she breathed as she felt the difficulty I was having in sliding my fingers inside her blouse.
She reached up quickly, and began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse. My hand was now caressing the side of her heavy & fleshy belly, kneading the flesh. One by one, she opened the hooks of her blouse, and as the last one came off, I reached out with both hands and placed them on her huge breasts through her bra. She was wearing a cheap black cotton bra, which was stretched to the limit. Kalpana aunty was a broad woman, and the size of her bra was 38-D. She parted the flaps of her blouse, and straightened her back, pressing her breasts into my hands. I slid my hands under her armpits and reached out to her back, fumbling with the hooks of her bra strap. Seeing my difficulty in opening her bra, she smiled tenderly, and reaching behind unhooked her bra. As the strap of her bra came undone, her huge melons sagged forward with the weight, within the cup of her bra.
Closing her eyes, she hooked her finger under her bra cup, and pulled up both the cups, exposing her huge heavy breasts to me. "Oh aunty..." I breathed hoarsely, as I feasted my eyes on her mountainous breasts.
They sagged with the weight, and settled down on her fleshy belly. Yet the flesh of her breasts was so firm, that they still stood firmly on her chest. The skin of her breasts was brown like the rest of her body, and the big dark brown nipples were surrounded with huge dark areolas. As she sat their holding up the cups of her bra for me to feast on her breasts, I said to her "Oh aunty, your breasts are so beautiful..." With a sigh, I grasped her heavy breasts and began to knead the firm tit-flesh. They felt so incredibly heavy in my hand. She moaned softly as I did that, and I felt goose-bumps come all over her breasts, and the big nipples stiffened under my touch. As I caressed her breasts with both hands, and softly ran my finger over her erect nipples, she sighed heavily.
She placed her right hand on my hard cock, and gently squeezed it through the fabric of my boxer shorts. I groaned, and began to squeeze her heavy breasts in earnest, rolling her thick turgid nipples between my fingers. I tried to cup both her breasts in my palm, but still couldn't get more than half of it in my hand. As I took her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and squeezed, she let out a sigh "Oh beta..." She leaned over me again, and placed her hungry mouth on mine. As our tongues intertwined, and I felt the naked flesh of her big heavy breasts pressing against my bare chest, I slid my hand down and grasping her hand which was squeezing my cock, pressed it down. My right hand was caressing her back, as she almost fully rested on my chest.
"Aunty..." I breathed "I want to suck on your breasts..." "Yes beta..." she replied. She slowly lifted her face off mine, and looked down at me lovingly. It was a sight to behold ... Kalpana aunty sitting by my side, looking at me with love, with her blouse open, the cups of her bra pulled up above her magnificent breasts, the mangalsutra hanging between the valley of her breasts, caressing my face with her left hand, while squeezing my hard cock with her right. Placing her palm by the side of my face, she leaned forward, and offered me her huge 38-D breasts to suck on. I grabbed her heavy breasts in my hands, and closing my eyes, ran my tongue along the underside of her breasts. She shuddered as I did that, and I felt her involuntarily clamp her hand tight on my cock.
I began to run my tongue all over the flesh of her breasts, carefully avoiding her nipples, squeezing them with my hands at the same time. I ran my tongue in circles over her areolas, around her nipples. And then, I reached out with my tongue, and flicked it across her nipple which was standing fully erect now. After teasing her nipples with my tongue for some time, I opened my mouth and took her nipple inside, and began to suck on them. As I did that, she moaned, and grabbing my head with her left hand, pushed my face into her breasts. At the same instant, her right hand slid into my boxers, and took hold of my rigid shaft. As I felt her calloused hands clasp my cock, I moaned and began to suck on her breasts harder. She caressed the underside of my shaft with her palms, and gently pressed my balls. Soon, she took it in her hand again and began a gentle stroking motion.
To Be Continued..
Moving my head upwards, I began to lick her thighs, causing her to cry out "Ohhh ... bhaiiyaaa..." and grab my head. I pushed up her skirt further, till I was greeted with the sight of virgin pussy. A sparse covering of black pubic hair adorned her thick puffy lips of her young vagina. She was looking at me intently now, a mixture of desire and fear on her face. Sliding my hands all the way up to her pelvis, I began to gently caress the thick pouting lips of her vagina with my thumb. She clamped her thighs shut when I did that, throwing her head back with a cry. I slowly parted her thighs again, and pulling her by her legs towards me, placed both her legs on my shoulders on either side of my head. In this position, her vagina was completely bared to me, and I could also see the small opening of her anus.
I gently parted the lips of her vagina with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand, exposing the pink flesh inside. My mouth watered at the sight of her pussy, which was already wet. I slowly rubbed my middle finger along the parted lips of her puffy pussy. She stretched her legs out taut as I did that, and I felt her thighs quiver on my shoulders. Looking up at her face, I saw that she had a slightly scared expression on her face. "Bhaiyaa..." she whispered, once again caught between her arousal, and the knowledge that what she was indulging in was taboo. "Do you trust me Sejal?" I asked her softly.
After a brief pause, she nodded her head and said "Yes bhaiyaa ... I trust you..." I smiled at her tenderly. Continuing to look into her eyes, I began to gently rub her vulva, feeling her juices begin to flow. As I pushed my finger inside gently, she grabbed my shoulders, and cried out. Her cry was a mix of pain and pleasure. I was aware of the former, because I saw her bite her lips; and pleased by the latter, because she pushed her hips at the same time. I spread her puffy lips with the digits of my left hand, bringing her small hidden clitoris to view. As I began to gently rotate the middle finger of my right hand inside the tightness of her already wet pussy, I also began to stimulate her clitoris with my thumb.
Leaning forward, I began to run my tongue along the insides of her milky white fleshy thighs. She grabbed hold of my head by the hair and moaned in pleasure. Sliding my tongue up towards her pelvis, I removed my probing finger, and licked the slightly parted lips of her pink juicy pussy. She jerked spasmodically and cried out when I did that, bucking her hips towards my face. Tugging my hair, she cried "Bhaiyaa ... please..." I raised my head and looked at her face. Her face was flushed, and she was panting. "You want me to stop Sejal?" I asked her tenderly. She looked into my eyes for a moment, and then shook her head in denial.
With a gentle smile, I slid both my hands under her buttocks, and cupping her ass, pulled her pelvis closer to my face. Pushing her thighs up, I lowered my face to her vagina, and began to lick her slowly. "Unnnhhh... "she moaned through clamped lips, as she felt my tongue tease her slit and then slowly slide inside her juicy pussy. I began to lap her pussy, holding on to her butt with both hands. Clamping my mouth on her vagina, I began to suck on her pussy, stimulating her clitoris at the same time with the tip of my tongue. Her body began to shudder, and she began to sob.
I pulled up my face, and looked at her. Tears were streaming down her face. I wiped her sticky juices from my lips, and quickly stood up. Sitting down on the sofa beside her, I put my arms around her, and pulled her towards me, her back against my chest. "It's OK baby ... it's OK..." I whispered soothingly into her hear, gently rocking her against me. "Oh bhaiyaa ... I have never felt anything like this..." she sobbed, taking my left hand and pressing it against her bared left breast. Closing my fingers around her breast, I began to knead the soft flesh; kissing her on the mouth at the same time. She responded with ardour, kissing me back passionately.
She was rubbing her feet together, and clasping and unclasping her thick thighs. Taking my right hand in hers, she slid it down between her thighs towards her vagina. "Oh dear, she wants it!" I thought to myself at this encouraging gesture from her. Pulling away from her mouth, I pushed my head further down till my mouth came to her milky white big, soft, and plaint breasts. Closing my mouth around the soft tender tit-flesh, I began to suck on it hard; while the fingers of my right hand began to stimulate her vulva.
This time she encouraged me by spreading her thighs wider, and pulling up her legs to bend them at the knees. She was oozing juices continuously now, and I wasted no time in sliding the tip of my finger inside her juicy virgin pussy. I began to continuous back and forth movement of my digits, fingering her faster; even as I continued to suck on her succulent tits.
She was moaning and sobbing continuously now, bucking her hips and thrashing about on the sofa wildly. She was tugging on my hair, as I continued to suck on her virgin breasts. Soon, I felt her body begin to shudder, going into the throes of her impending orgasm, muttered gasps emitting from her throat "Unhh ... unhhh ... unhhh..." Her wet hot pussy, which fitted around my middle finger like a butter-coated glove, began to spasm involuntarily, as she clenched her pussy muscles tight around my invading digit; her thick fleshy legs sticking up straight in the air.
With my thumb rubbing her clitoris simultaneously, she came soon, uttering a deep throated "Unnnnnhhhhhh ... mummmyyy...", her virgin cunt contracting around my finger. As her legs collapsed on the sofa, and I felt her taut body relax, I stopped fingering her. As I pulled out my finger I felt the hot sticky juices flow from her pussy. Her head flopped against my shoulder, as she continued to take in deep gasping breaths, her mouth parted, her lips dry, and her milky soft breasts heaving. I pressed her head to my chest, and caressed her back and thighs, soothing her.
After a few minutes of being in this position, her breathing began to come back to normal. Reaching up with her right hand, she cupped my face, and looking into my eyes, breathed "Oh Jignesh bhaiya ... that felt so good ... so good ... ohhh thank you so much ... thank you ... thank you..." "Oh my baby ... you don't have to thank Jignesh bhaiya ... it is I who have to thank you..." I replied tenderly. She just smiled a contended smile, and snuggled up closer to me. As she did that, she felt my still throbbing, and extremely frustrated hard cock press against the side of her belly. Turning sideways towards me, she leant towards me and rested her torso against my chest.
Her plump fleshy breasts pressed against my chest, as she placed her head on my chest and began to caress my chest with her hands. My cock was painfully erect now, and was pressing into her fleshy belly thru my shorts. As I caressed her hair, she snuggled up closer to me, and began to slide her hands under my t-shirt. As her soft pudgy fingers caressed my taut belly, and slid up my muscular chest, I tightened the muscles of my chest. "You have a very good physique, bhaiya..." she whispered softly, her fingers tracing lines on my chest under the t-shirt. "Your muscles are so hard bhaiya..." she mumbled softly. "There's something else even harder, Sejal..." I said with a half laugh. "What is that, bhaiya..." she asked instinctively. As I smiled into her eyes, the meaning of what I said dawned on her, and she blushed.
Her fingers which were caressing my chest, stopped moving, and her arm slid down slightly, causing her elbows to touch my hardness through my shorts. "Is this ... is this so hard because of me bhaiya..." she asked in a small voice, letting her elbows rest on my throbbing erection. "Yes, Sejal ... it is hard like this because it likes you very much..." I whispered back softly. "Oh bhaiya ... tell me what to do please ... I don't know what to do..." she said hoarsely, those beautiful round eyes wide with innocence. "Feel it with your hands, baby..." I replied hoarsely. She slid her right hand down my torso, and placed the palm of her hand on my throbbing cock through the shorts.
As her fingers instinctively closed around my cock, I shuddered and clutched her hard by her shoulder. As she looked up at my face again, her eyes wide open and her lips slightly parted, I whispered "Now caress it baby..." Wetting her plush lips with her tongue, she began to gently caress my rigid shaft through the fabric of my three-quarters. "Do you want to see it, Sejal?" I asked her in a hoarse whisper. She let out a sigh, and nodded her head imperceptibly. Pushing my hips upwards to press my harness into her palms, I said "Go ahead sweetheart, open it and take it out..." Her cheeks flushed when she heard that, and I felt her hesitate.
"Don't worry baby ... it won't bite..." I said with a laugh. She relaxed upon hearing this and even giggled. She slid down the sofa, and knelt down on the floor between my outstretched thighs. As her fingers began to fumble with the button of my three-quarters, I tucked my tummy in, making it easier for her to unfasten the button. Tugging at the zip of my shorts, she pulled it down. Lifting my hips of the sofa, I pushed down my three-quarters, to present my erection painfully sticking up like a tent pole inside the confines of my white underpants. She gazed at the protrusion of my cock and swallowed, once again uncertain.
As she looked up into my eyes with apprehension, I reached out with my hand and caressed her hair. "Go on ... Sejal..." I urged her gently. She reached out and slid her fingers under the elastic of my underwear's waist-band, and began to pull it down. I lifted my hips off the bed again to help her. As she pulled my underwear down my thighs, my fully erect cock sprang out like a cobra, and slapped against my belly. Grasping the base of my cock with my thumb and forefinger, I pushed it forward gently, causing it to stand proud in front of her shocked face, swaying gently.
Her mouth opened and a gasp escaped her lips, even as her hands instinctively flew to her mouth. "Have you ever seen this before, Sejal..." I asked her gently. She shook her head, and managed to whisper "No, bhaiya..." Continuing to gaze at my throbbing cock in rapt attention, she wet her lips once again, and swallowed. I was having this raging hard-on for so long now, that a few drops of pre-cum were already adorning the tip of my cock. I pulled my foreskin down, exposing the blood-gorged helmet-shaped shiny head of my reasonably large cock. As she shifted her gaze from my throbbing cock towards my face, I whispered "Hold it baby ... it has been dying to feel your touch for so long now..." "Oh bhaiya..." she cried out in a hoarse voice, and wrapped her soft fleshy fingers around the girth of my hard penis. As I felt her soft hands close around the shaft of my cock, my hips jerked involuntarily, causing a fresh drop of pre-cum to ooze out of the slit of my cock.
As I gazed at her face lovingly, I couldn't help but gloat over my luck. Here was this gorgeous busty teenage college-girl, kneeling between my thighs on the floor, her college-uniform shirt open to show me those young juicy mammaries, and clutching my fully erect cock in her hand. "Now start stroking it like this, Sejal..." I whispered, wrapping my fingers around her hand holding my cock, and moving it up and down. "Like this, bhaiya..." she asked in a small voice, sliding her grasp up and down along the length of my cock. "Yessss, my darling..." I groaned, and threw back my head against the back-rest of the sofa.
As she got the hang of stroking my cock, I let out a groan of contentment. She was gazing at my cock in rapt attention, her lips parted slightly, and her breath coming in shallow gasps, as she continued to stroke my cock lovingly. Looking up towards my face, she asked innocently "Am I doing it right bhaiya..." "Oh yes Sejal ... you are doing it right..." I breathed out, pushing my hips up, making my cock stand only inches away from her face. I felt her hot breath on my cock even as she stroked it gently. "Now shall I kiss it bhaiya..." she asked hoarsely. "Oh Sejal..." I groaned, when I heard these hugely erotic words emerge from her lips. As I nodded my head, she brought her face closer to my cock, and closing her eyes, kissed the straining tip of my cock with her lips awkwardly. Her eyes were screwed shut, as she began to kiss my cock at different places with her lips, the way one would give a peck on someone's cheek. Pulling her face away, she opened her eyes and gazed at my cock with arousal, continuing to stroke it.
Wetting her lips with her tongue, she closed her eyes again, and bent her head forward again to kiss my throbbing cock again. This time she parted her lips, and I felt her warm wet tongue against the bulging head of my cock. My hips jerked spasmodically, and I clutched her by her shoulder. "Take it in you mouth baby..." I groaned. With a small moan, she opened her mouth and took the tip of my cock into her wet hot mouth. As her mouth closed in an O around the mushroom-shaped head of my cock, she screwed her eyes shut again. I saw her adam's apple bob, as she swallowed involuntarily, the unfamiliar musky taste of my cock and pre-cum assailing her virgin mouth.
But this girl was incredible. She didn't flinch, and began to suck on the tip of my cock, her tongue licking the head, albeit awkwardly. As she got accustomed to the odor of my cock, she opened her eyes and looked up at me, my cock still in her mouth. I caressed her cheek, and whispered "I love you, baby..." That seemed to be the encouragement she was waiting for, because she opened her mouth wider and took more of my cock into her warm welcoming mouth. As I lost control, and pushed my cock deeper into the waiting receptacle of her hot mouth, she gagged involuntarily, feeling the tip of my cock press against the larynx of her throat.
As she gagged, her saliva dribbled out of her mouth, and slid down the length of my cock. I felt a pang of guilt course through me, as I saw this innocent teenager struggling to breathe with my thick cock stuffed inside her virgin mouth. I grasped her by her head, and pulled her head up, causing my cock to slip out of her mouth with a plopping sound. Alarmed, she looked up at me with a scared look, and wiping the saliva drooling out of the sides of her mouth with the back of her hand, asked me tentatively "What happened bhaiya ... did I do something wrong?" "No baby ... not at all..." I reassured her with a loving smile. "I just don't want you to do it if you don't like it..." "Oh bhaiya ... why are you saying that..." she cried out in protest. "I like it ... I like doing this ... I just hope I am doing it good ... and it is making you feel as good as I felt when you were doing it for me..."
"Oh darling ... you are doing it beautifully ... I love it..." I said to her tenderly, caressing her face. Her face lit up with childlike pleasure on hearing that, and without a word, she proceeded to take my cock into her willing mouth once again. This time she went about it with more confidence, sucking on my cock with a little more pressure, licking it with the juicy tongue inside her mouth. As she began to suck on my cock like a delicious lollipop, she began to bob her head up and down slowly, taking more and more of my cock into her mouth with each moment.
Throwing my head back as the pleasure of her sucking on my cock hit me, I began to move my hips up gently as well, pushing more of my cock into her juicy mouth. As my cock hit the cavity of her throat, she gagged a couple of times. But she continued bravely, breathing hard, her saliva drooling down the length of my shaft. I knew that if she continued this for some more time, I was going to blast my load in her mouth itself. Not wanting to do that to this lovely teenager on her very first time, I pushed her head back gently, pulling my cock out of her mouth. "Rub it on your breasts, Sejal..." I breathed out hoarsely, as she looked up lovingly at my face.
She stood up from her sitting position on her knees, and parting her open shirt, leant forward, causing her plump juicy breasts to dangle inches from my wet hard cock. Taking my cock in her hand, she began to rub the tip against the succulent flesh of her mammary glands, her erect pink nipples grazing the head of my cock. "Oh Sejal..." I moaned, as I straightened, and grasped her fleshy tits in my hands. Pressing the soft flesh of her breasts together, wrapped them around the hard shaft of my cock. She co-operated by grasping her breasts herself, and straightening her back.
As I mauled the succulent flesh of her plump teenage breasts with my fingers, she moaned softly. As I let go off her breasts, she cupped her ripe left breast with her left hand, and grasping my cock with her right hand, began to rub it against her aroused pink nipple. As her fingers continued to stroke my cock, she looked up at me lovingly, and asked in a small voice "Does this feel good bhaiya..." "Oh yes, it does baby..." I replied with a smile. I was reaching the point of no return now, and was ready to cum. "Do it faster, Sejal..." I breathed hoarsely. Without a word, she began to pump my cock faster, and to my surprise took into her mouth again.
As her warm mouth closed around my cock, I groaned with pleasure. It amazed me to see how quickly an untouched girl like her figured out what gave a man pleasure, as I experienced the orgasmic feeling of her pumping my cock with her soft hands, while sucking on it at the same time. Feeling my sperm begin to boil, I quickly grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her mouth off my cock. It was just in time, for just as my throbbing cock slipped out of her mouth, a thick wad of my jism shot out of the slit of my cock and landed square on her neck. She let out a soft moan, and grasped my cock tighter, as more of my cum spurted from my quivering cock and landed on her soft pillowy breasts. As my orgasm subsided, I fell back on the sofa with a sigh.
She was still holding on to my cock, as the remaining cum had flowed down my cock and was all over her soft hands. "Do you ... do you have a handkerchief bhaiya..." she asked me in a small voice. I smiled, as I dug into my pocket and pulled out the handkerchief. She took it from my hand, and began to wipe my cock clean. She then proceeded to wipe my cum from her neck and breasts, as I watched her fondly. Wiping her hands, she looked up at me with a shy smile and asked "Did you feel good, bhaiya?" "I did sweetheart ... I did" I replied with warmth. As she stood up, I pulled her towards me and made her sit in my lap. Cupping her succulent breasts with both my hands, I kissed them gently, and ran my tongue on her nipples, causing her to giggle and squirm in my lap.
Continuing to knead her juicy tits, I kissed her on the mouth, and said "That was wonderful, Sejal..." "Oh bhaiya..." she cut me off "I am so glad I could make you happy..." As I let go of her, she stood up, and asked me if she could leave, as it was getting late for her. She went into the bedroom to put on her undergarments which I had asked her to remove. At the door, I hugged her warmly and said "Have a good picnic, Sejal ... and come back soon ... I will be waiting for you..." "Oh even I am waiting to come back, bhaiya..." she replied shyly. As Sejal left, I closed the door behind me and headed to the bathroom to clean up the mess I had made inside my underwear.
The day's exertions had left me drained, and just as I had dozed off watching TV, the phone rang. It was Kalpana aunty. She had stepped out to buy some vegetables, and was calling me from a public phone booth at the market. "Beta, I was just buying some vegetables, and I was wondering if you wanted to have something special for dinner tonight..." she said. "Oh aunty, why are you taking so much trouble for me?" I protested, "Anything will do." "Oh there is no trouble beta ... Jigna has gone for her picnic, and today Jatin bhai has also gone out of station for work, so I don't have much work to do at home..." her voice trailed off.
There was a moment's pause, and she was searching for what to say next. "So beta, today I will cook some special dinner for you, and..." she continued. After a moment's hesitation, she continued " ... and I will be very happy if you can come home to my place for dinner today evening". There was hesitation in her voice, as she waited with baited breath to hear my response. I stalled, as if I were indecisive. "Of course beta, it is just a request... "she blurted in, upon not hearing anything from me, "I know you may have plans so..." her voice trailed off. My cock had stiffened inside my pants by now, thinking about the opportunity that lay before me.
Here was the buxom Kalpana aunty inviting me to her house for dinner ... at a time when she was all alone at home. "Oh it will be my pleasure, aunty" I responded "It will be so nice for me to have your company rather than eating alone at my house" I heard her breathe a sigh of relief, and her voice audibly perked up as she said to me "Oh Jignesh beta, thank you so much ... I am so happy to hear that ... I will see you in some time then". As I hung up the phone, I squeezed my stiff cock through my jeans, and grinned to myself.
I showered quickly and changed into a comfortable pair of slacks and a t-shirt, foregoing my evening work-out. If things went my way, I was going to need to conserve my energy for the night. I walked over to Kalpana aunty's house. On a sudden impulse, I stopped myself mid-way. "Nothing like a bunch of flowers to flatter a woman" I thought to myself. I headed back to my house to pick up my bike keys. After having picked up a nice bouquet for Kalpana aunty, I reached her place. As I rang the bell, Kalpana aunty opened the door. A look of surprise and pleasure crossed her face as she saw me standing at the door with a smile on my face and a bunch of flowers in my hand.
She was apparently working in the kitchen, as I noticed droplets of sweat rolling off her face on to her chest. "Oh Jignesh beta, I never expected you to come so early ... I have still not finished cooking..." she blurted out. Her hands were covered with wheat flour, ostensibly from the dough she was kneading for making rotis, and for some reason looked incredibly sexy to me. "Oh come in please..." she hastily said, a broad smile on her face, and her eyes glancing towards the flowers I held in my hand. She was fidgeting with her sari, trying to wipe her hands on them, as I walked inside. I held out the flowers for her, and said with a smile "These are for you Kalpana aunty".
As she took it from me, a look of tenderness crossed her face, and she said "Oh beta ... for me! Oh I can't believe it..." she mumbled "I ... I..." she stuttered, "Nobody has ever brought bouquet for me ... oh beta, thank you so much ... thank you ... you are so nice" she said, squeezing my hand. As I held her hand, I said "Oh aunty, come on ... please don't be so formal ... this is the least I could do..." I replied smoothly. She seemed flustered to see me land up so early, and I couldn't help but look at her body as she fluttered around the room, trying to locate a place to keep the flowers.
She was dressed in a cheap cotton saree, with the pallu tied tightly around her waist, accentuating the shape of her massive hips. The red blouse she wore with her saree was drenched with sweat at her armpits, and I got a glimpse of her huge breasts encased tightly inside her blouse, as she wiped the sweat off her brow with the pallu of her saree. I could see the outlines of her bra clearly at her shoulders and at her armpits, as the fabric was soaked with her sweat. There was a musky odour to her body that turned me on immensely. She bustled into the kitchen, and returned with a glass of water for me in a tray. As she handed me the water, she said "Oh Jignesh beta, please make yourself comfortable ... I will finish my cooking quickly..." Touching her arm, I said "Relax, aunty ... I am in no hurry to have dinner ... I thought I will just come early and give you some company..." I smiled.
That brought a smile to her face also. As I followed her into the kitchen, I watched the way her heavy ass moved within the confines of her saree. We chatted pleasantly about many things, as I sat on a stool in the kitchen, watching her go about her work. As she was rolling the dough into little balls to make rotis, I couldn't help but notice the way her heavy breasts swung under her saree. Soon she finished cooking, and got around to arranging plates on the dinner table. The food was delicious, and as I licked my fingers, I said "Aunty, this is the best food I have eaten in a long time ... thank you so much". "Oh beta, I am the one who is grateful to you for everything ... I should be the one saying thank you..." she said kindly. "I am very happy that I can do this much for you..." she said with a smile, looking into my eyes.
After finishing dinner, I settled down on the sofa in their living room. She came out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her saree, and sat on a chair in next to the sofa. I patted the sofa next to where I was sitting and said "Come aunty, sit here for some time ... you have done so much work today". She smiled and came and sat by my side. For few moments, there was an awkward silence. After hesitating for some time, she said "Beta, I am really so grateful for everything that you have done for my family ... I don't know how to..." "Shhh..." I interrupted her, placing my hand on hers. "Aunty please don't say all that..." "Ok tell me, how is your financial health now?" I asked seriously.
She continued to fidget with the pallu of her saree and said "We don't have anything left now, beta ... we have even pawned the few gold ornaments I had ... this mangalsutra is the only thing I have left now..." she said with sadness, touching the chain around her neck. I slid closer to her on the sofa, and putting my arms around her shoulders, said "Aunty, I want to do something, and I want you to promise me that you will accept it without a word." "What is it beta?" she asked, looking up at my face. "I want you to come with me tomorrow, and we will go and buy back all the gold ornaments that you have pawned" I said. "But beta..." she started to protest. "No buts aunty..." I said with finality "I don't want uncle to know about this ... this is just between us". "Oh beta..." she started to protest again. "You have to say yes aunty ... if I really mean anything to you..." I said with a gently smile on her face.
She sat there silently, looking at the floor. After a while, she looked up at me, and her eyes were moist with tears. She leaned slightly towards my side, and placing her hand on my thigh, said "Ok beta..." Since my arms were around her shoulders, as she leant towards me, I gently pulled her towards me. She rested her head on shoulder, and continued to run her hand on my thigh, as I caressed her back through her blouse, feeling the straps of her bra under my touch. I had a raging hard-on by now, and I could feel the heat emanating from her body. We sat there like that for a few minutes, not saying a word. I cleared my throat, and said "Aunty, I will make a move now ... you must be tired now, and wanting to sleep..." I said softly. She hesitated for a minute, and then started to say "Beta..." and she paused. "Yes, aunty?" I asked softly. "Would you ... would you mind staying back here tonight ... you can..." she said haltingly "you can sleep here tonight if you like..."
I remained quite for some time, and then said "Ok aunty, but I hope it is not a problem for you..." "Oh no beta, why would it be a problem for me... " she replied quickly. As I withdrew my arm from her shoulder, she straightened to sit back. As she did that, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulder. I was rewarded with the sight of her big heavy breasts encased tightly inside her red blouse; and her heavy brown belly between the bottom of her blouse and the top of her saree at her waist, was exposed to my view. Her big breasts seemed to cover almost the whole of her torso, and there was a deep cleavage because her bra and blouse were nearly stretched to tearing point on her chest. Because of the way her blouse was stretched across her big breasts, I could see a glimpse of her black bra through the opening between the hooks of her blouse. They were huge.
She caught me looking at her breasts, and as she adjusted her pallu to cover her torso, she looked into my eyes with a look of understanding and love. I feigned embarrassment, and looked away quickly. Once again there was an awkward silence. As I looked up into her eyes, I saw her continuing to look into my eyes with tenderness. She reached out and caressed my face. Her touch was hot. She cleared her throat, and in a soft voice, started to say "Beta..." She stopped herself midway. I reached up and placed my palm over hers, which were still caressing my cheek. "Let me get you something to change into" she said, getting up. I grabbed her hand, and said "No its OK aunty, I am comfortable in these..." "You sure, beta?" she asked "Yes, aunty..." I replied. As I let go of her hand, she said "OK beta, in that case, you can go and lie down ... I will finish some work in the kitchen"
As she went into the kitchen, I got up and moved to the bedroom where I had slept earlier. Deciding to be a little bold, I stripped off my t-shirt and slacks, and got into bed in just my boxers. I pulled up the sheet up to my neck, leaving only my face and bare arms outside the sheet. My hard-on had subsided but it was still rigid in my boxers. I fondled my cock through my boxers, and waited for her. I could hear her washing the vessels in the kitchen. After a while, I heard her finish things off in the kitchen, and head to the bathroom. From the noises, I imagined she was washing her arms, legs and face, and preparing to go to bed. I had switched off the main light in the bedroom, but had left a small night bulb on. After a while, I heard her switch off the lights in the main room & kitchen.
She came into the bedroom where I was, and I saw she had glass of milk in her hands. I lay there with my eyes closed. I felt her sit gently by my side on the bed, and she called out softly "Beta..." As I opened my eyes, she smiled, and said "I got some milk for your to drink before you go to sleep beta..." I sat up in bed, and taking the glass from her hand, said "Oh aunty, you are taking so much trouble for me..." Ruffling my hair, she said "Beta, aapki seva karna to mera saubhagya hai..." As I drank the milk, I noticed she smelt of some talcum powder she had applied on herself, probably after washing her face.
She was gazing at my bare arms and chest. I finished and she took the glass from my hand. At that moment, I grimaced and clutched the side of my back. With a look of concern, she asked "What happened beta..." "Oh nothing aunty just that my back is aching today..." "Oh my dear Jignesh beta ... you must be so tired no ... you lie down ... let me press your back..." "No aunty ... its OK..." I started to protest. With a mock stern look, she pushed me down on the bed and said "You listen to Kalpana aunty now, ok beta".
I lay down on the bed, and turned on to my stomach. I felt her adjusting her position on the bed, and her hips pressed against mine as she came closer to where I lay. "You just relax, ok beta..." she said softly as she began to press my back. Her hands, unlike the soft ones of Sarla bhabhi, were hard from all the work she used to do. But it felt great all the same. "Oh aunty, that feels so nice..." I sighed as her hands went about kneading and pressing the muscles on my back. After pressing my back for a while, she shifted down towards my leg, and began to press my legs. "Aunty, please ... its ok..." I started to protest "Just lie there beta ... at least give aunty the pleasure of being able to do something for you..." she said in a soft voice.
She ran her hands down the length of the back of my legs, and then began to press my calf muscles. She even took my feet in her hands, and pressed the fingers of my feet. Then she worked her way back upwards towards my back, and said in a soft whisper "Now turn around beta..." I had a raging hard-on by now, and was afraid that she would see it. I took my chance and turned around to lie on my back again. This time she slid down towards my feet, and began to massage my legs. She was looking lovingly at my legs, and pressing them with tenderness. As she looked up towards my face, she caught me looking at her and smiled. By now my cock was standing up straight and had made a tent in my boxers. As she saw my hard on sticking up through my boxers, I felt her body stiffen, and the pressure she was putting on my legs while pressing went up a couple of notches. I lay there with bated breath, enjoying the sensation of her firm hands massaging my legs.
After a while, she slid herself back towards my torso on the bed, and placed her hands on my chest. As she moved her hand up to my chest, her elbow brushed against my hard on, and I felt her catch her breath in her throat again. Once again, she glanced at my cock standing up in my boxers. But this time she avoided my gaze, and just kept pressing my chest and arms. It was a hugely erotic position. Here was the buxom heavy bodied 42-year old Kalpana aunty, sitting by my side and giving me the best massage I had had in my life. She was starting to breathe a little faster now, and I couldn't help gaze at her heaving bosom. As she leaned forward to press my shoulders, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulders.
She glanced at the pallu that had slipped onto the arms, but made no effort to pull it up, and kept pressing my shoulders and arms, avoiding making eye contact with me. My cock lurched within the confines of my boxers, as my eyes were once again greeted with the sight of her massive heavy breasts tightly encased in her bra and blouse. The droplets of sweat that had begun to form on her forehead, the sindhoor she wore in the parting of her hair, the soft jingling of the glass bangles on her hand, and her mangalsutra dangling in front of her huge breasts, caused my rigid cock to lurch inside my boxer shorts. It was now or never, I thought to myself. "Aunty..." I whispered hoarsely, and slid my hand to hold hers and pressed it against my chest. "Yes beta..." she whispered back, and looked into my eyes with tenderness. I let go of her hand, and slid my hand up her arm, and squeezed her arm.
As I let go off her hand, her arm slackened, and once again her elbow brushed against my rigid cock through my boxer shorts. I let out a heavy sigh, closed my eyes, and lifting my hips off the bed, pressed my boner to her elbow. She made no attempt to remove her arm, with my boner cock pressing against her elbow. As I opened my eyes, I saw her looking at my face, with a mixture of tenderness and lust. "Aunty, I am sorry ... I..." I breathed out softly. "Shh beta..." she whispered softly, and quickly moved her left hand to my face and caressed my cheek. Her left hand was now firmly resting on my rigid cock, with the forearm pressed to it, her palm resting on my stomach. She leant towards my face, and still holding my face with her left hand, kissed me softly on my forehead.
As she did that I felt her heavy firm breasts press against my chest. She planted small kisses on my forehead and cheeks, and then moved her mouth to my lips. With a groan, I grabbed her by her hair which was tied into a tight bun behind, and kissed her ardently. She left out a soft sigh, and parted her lips to kiss me back in earnest, our tongues probing each other. I continued to hold her head with my left hand, kissing her, while I moved my right hand to her back and pressed her torso to me. I felt her right hand move between our bodies, and she then took hold of my hard cock through the shorts, and squeezed it softly. A moan escaped me as I felt her take my cock in her hand. As we broke our kiss, she looked into my eyes, and asked "You love me so much beta?" squeezing my rigid cock once again. "Yes aunty ... I..." I breathed out.
She then sat up, and looked at me lovingly, her hand still rubbing my cock gently through my boxers. The pallu had fallen off completely now, and I could see her huge breasts heaving. I reached out and placed my hand on her left breast. She sighed, and throwing her head back, grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast. Through the tight confines of her blouse & bra, I felt how hard and firm her mature heavy breasts were. Her breasts were so big that there was no way I could cup them. She pressed my hand to her breast as I squeezed her firm tit-flesh, as I squeezed her hand which was rubbing my cock. I began to run my fingers along the exposed portion of the top of her breast, and began to slide a finger inside the tight confines of her blouse. Her skin was hot to touch. "One minute, beta..." she breathed as she felt the difficulty I was having in sliding my fingers inside her blouse.
She reached up quickly, and began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse. My hand was now caressing the side of her heavy & fleshy belly, kneading the flesh. One by one, she opened the hooks of her blouse, and as the last one came off, I reached out with both hands and placed them on her huge breasts through her bra. She was wearing a cheap black cotton bra, which was stretched to the limit. Kalpana aunty was a broad woman, and the size of her bra was 38-D. She parted the flaps of her blouse, and straightened her back, pressing her breasts into my hands. I slid my hands under her armpits and reached out to her back, fumbling with the hooks of her bra strap. Seeing my difficulty in opening her bra, she smiled tenderly, and reaching behind unhooked her bra. As the strap of her bra came undone, her huge melons sagged forward with the weight, within the cup of her bra.
Closing her eyes, she hooked her finger under her bra cup, and pulled up both the cups, exposing her huge heavy breasts to me. "Oh aunty..." I breathed hoarsely, as I feasted my eyes on her mountainous breasts.
They sagged with the weight, and settled down on her fleshy belly. Yet the flesh of her breasts was so firm, that they still stood firmly on her chest. The skin of her breasts was brown like the rest of her body, and the big dark brown nipples were surrounded with huge dark areolas. As she sat their holding up the cups of her bra for me to feast on her breasts, I said to her "Oh aunty, your breasts are so beautiful..." With a sigh, I grasped her heavy breasts and began to knead the firm tit-flesh. They felt so incredibly heavy in my hand. She moaned softly as I did that, and I felt goose-bumps come all over her breasts, and the big nipples stiffened under my touch. As I caressed her breasts with both hands, and softly ran my finger over her erect nipples, she sighed heavily.
She placed her right hand on my hard cock, and gently squeezed it through the fabric of my boxer shorts. I groaned, and began to squeeze her heavy breasts in earnest, rolling her thick turgid nipples between my fingers. I tried to cup both her breasts in my palm, but still couldn't get more than half of it in my hand. As I took her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and squeezed, she let out a sigh "Oh beta..." She leaned over me again, and placed her hungry mouth on mine. As our tongues intertwined, and I felt the naked flesh of her big heavy breasts pressing against my bare chest, I slid my hand down and grasping her hand which was squeezing my cock, pressed it down. My right hand was caressing her back, as she almost fully rested on my chest.
"Aunty..." I breathed "I want to suck on your breasts..." "Yes beta..." she replied. She slowly lifted her face off mine, and looked down at me lovingly. It was a sight to behold ... Kalpana aunty sitting by my side, looking at me with love, with her blouse open, the cups of her bra pulled up above her magnificent breasts, the mangalsutra hanging between the valley of her breasts, caressing my face with her left hand, while squeezing my hard cock with her right. Placing her palm by the side of my face, she leaned forward, and offered me her huge 38-D breasts to suck on. I grabbed her heavy breasts in my hands, and closing my eyes, ran my tongue along the underside of her breasts. She shuddered as I did that, and I felt her involuntarily clamp her hand tight on my cock.
I began to run my tongue all over the flesh of her breasts, carefully avoiding her nipples, squeezing them with my hands at the same time. I ran my tongue in circles over her areolas, around her nipples. And then, I reached out with my tongue, and flicked it across her nipple which was standing fully erect now. After teasing her nipples with my tongue for some time, I opened my mouth and took her nipple inside, and began to suck on them. As I did that, she moaned, and grabbing my head with her left hand, pushed my face into her breasts. At the same instant, her right hand slid into my boxers, and took hold of my rigid shaft. As I felt her calloused hands clasp my cock, I moaned and began to suck on her breasts harder. She caressed the underside of my shaft with her palms, and gently pressed my balls. Soon, she took it in her hand again and began a gentle stroking motion.
To Be Continued..
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