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Title: Auntie's Touch
Scene 1
My name is Sunny. I’m 28 years old now, but this story begins much much earlier.
This all started during our summer visits to my Dadi’s (grandmother's) house in Dehradun.
The air there was always fresh and cool, a welcome escape from the city heat.
Jayashree Auntie wasn't really my aunt.
She was my Dadi's next door neighbor, a woman with a warm smile who was very close friends with my mom.
Because of this, whenever we were in town, she would come over to our house almost every single day to chat with my mom.
I remember one afternoon clearly. I was sitting in the living room, and my mom was busy in the kitchen. Jayashree Auntie came in and sat on the sofa next to me.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, how are you? How are your studies going?"
I mumbled some reply, just the usual stuff. The conversation was completely normal.
But then, as she was asking me about my friends, she did something I’ll never forget. Out of absolutely nowhere, she slid her hand down the back of my pants.
I froze completely. My mind couldn't process what was happening.
Her fingers were right there, inside my pants, feeling my ass.
The warmth of her hand was a strange, confusing presence against my skin.
Then, slowly, her hand began to move.
It slid from the back, around my hip, and then to the front. My breath caught in my throat. Her fingers wrapped around my soft penis, her touch gentle but firm.
I finally managed to lift my head and look at her face, searching for some kind of explanation. She was looking right back at me. And she was smiling. It wasn't a big smile, just a small, calm curve of her lips, but it sent a shiver through me.
Without saying a word, she pulled her hand out of my pants.
She gently took me in her arms, and lifted me from the sofa.
My feet dangled in the air as she carried me out of the living room and into one of the empty bedrooms down the hall.
I heard the soft click as she closed the door behind us, leaving us alone.
We were in the bedroom. The door was closed, making the room feel suddenly smaller, more intimate. Jayashree Auntie put me down gently on the floor. I stood there, feeling awkward and confused.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, It’s okay. It’s normal to feel confused."
She looked at me with that same calm, knowing smile. "Your mom told me to talk to you about sex education. So we will talk privately so you feel comfortable. I’ll explain and show you the right way. I have closed the door for privacy."
My eyes widened slightly. Sex education? With Auntie Jayashree? My mind was a whirlwind.
Sunny: "Okay… I’m embarrassed." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.
Jayashree: "That’s fine, everyone feels embarrassed at first. You just need to know what’s safe and healthy." She reached out and gently took my hand, her touch surprisingly reassuring. "Now, let's start with hygiene."
She looked at my shorts. "Let me take off your shorts and underwear."
Before I could react, her hands moved to my waistband. With practiced ease, she unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down my legs, then my underwear right after. I stood there, naked from the waist down, feeling incredibly vulnerable.
Jayashree: "Now you have to make sure to wash regularly, and if you ever feel pain or unusual changes, tell a doctor or a trusted adult." She gently ran her fingers over my groin, not quite touching my penis yet, just examining the area.
Sunny: "Ok. Can you check?" I heard myself ask, surprised by my own words. Part of me was still reeling, but another part, a curious, innocent part, wanted to understand.
Jayashree: "Good." She smiled softly. "And remember, you can always ask questions. There’s nothing wrong with learning about your body."
She then gestured towards the bed. "Lie down on the bed for me, Sunny. It will be easier for me to show you."
I did as she asked, my heart thumping a strange rhythm against my ribs. I lay on my back, feeling the soft mattress beneath me, my eyes fixed on her. She leaned closer, her shadow falling over me.
Her gaze was focused intently on my penis. She reached out with a gentle touch, her thumb and forefinger carefully taking hold of the tip. Slowly, very slowly, she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the head. I flinched slightly at the new sensation, but she held me steady. She looked at it closely, her eyes tracing every detail, before carefully pulling the foreskin back into place.
Then, to my utter shock, she leaned down further. Her head descended, and I felt the soft warmth of her lips as she took my penis into her mouth. I gasped, a strange mix of pleasure and alarm shooting through me. Her tongue swirled around the tip, a soft, wet touch. I could feel her gently sucking, tasting me. The sensation was overwhelming, unlike anything I had ever experienced. My breath hitched, and a small moan escaped my lips.
My whole body was tingling. My mind was blank, focused only on the incredible, overwhelming sensations. After a moment that felt like an eternity, Jayashree Auntie slowly pulled away, a thin string of saliva connecting us for a second before it broke. The head of my penis was wet and glistening in the dim light of the room.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, how are you feeling?" she asked, her voice soft and low.
Sunny: "I am feeling a lot," I breathed out, my voice shaky. "Too much to bear."
Jayashree: "I was just checking the taste to make sure it is okay," she said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
I looked down at myself and gasped. My penis was standing straight up, hard and stiff in a way I had never seen or felt before. It looked bigger, stronger.
Sunny: "I have never seen my penis do that."
Jayashree: "Oh, this is completely normal," she said with a chuckle. "It's called an erection. It happens when a boy gets excited. Sunny, you must also understand as part of sex education how a woman's body is different from a male's body. As you can see, you have a penis, and I don't."
Sunny: "You don't? Then what do you have?" The question tumbled out of my mouth, my curiosity overpowering my embarrassment.
Jayashree: "You want to see?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
Before I could answer, she stood up. She took the decorated end of her saree, the pallu, from her shoulder and let it fall. Then, with a practiced movement, she untucked the pleats from her waist. The long fabric began to unwind, rustling softly as she turned, until the entire six yards of it lay in a colorful pool at her feet.
She stood before me in just her blouse and a long underskirt, a petticoat. She reached behind her back, and I heard a series of small snaps as she unhooked her blouse. She shrugged it off her shoulders, revealing her large, full breasts.
"These are breasts, Sunny," she explained, cupping one in her hand. "They have nipples." She pointed to the dark circle at the center. "This is one of the biggest differences between men and women."
Next, she reached for the drawstring of her petticoat. She gave it a gentle tug, and the skirt loosened, sliding down her hips to join the saree on the floor.
She was completely naked now.
"And this," she said, gesturing down between her legs, where a patch of dark hair was, "is what I have instead of a penis.
It is called a vagina. This is where a baby comes from, and it's another important part of a woman's body."
She stood there, completely exposed, patiently letting me look. My eyes darted from her breasts to her stomach and down to the dark hair between her legs. My mind was racing, trying to absorb everything she was showing me, everything she was telling me. It was the first time I had ever seen a naked woman, and my head was spinning.
Scene 1
My name is Sunny. I’m 28 years old now, but this story begins much much earlier.
This all started during our summer visits to my Dadi’s (grandmother's) house in Dehradun.
The air there was always fresh and cool, a welcome escape from the city heat.
Jayashree Auntie wasn't really my aunt.
She was my Dadi's next door neighbor, a woman with a warm smile who was very close friends with my mom.
Because of this, whenever we were in town, she would come over to our house almost every single day to chat with my mom.
I remember one afternoon clearly. I was sitting in the living room, and my mom was busy in the kitchen. Jayashree Auntie came in and sat on the sofa next to me.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, how are you? How are your studies going?"
I mumbled some reply, just the usual stuff. The conversation was completely normal.
But then, as she was asking me about my friends, she did something I’ll never forget. Out of absolutely nowhere, she slid her hand down the back of my pants.
I froze completely. My mind couldn't process what was happening.
Her fingers were right there, inside my pants, feeling my ass.
The warmth of her hand was a strange, confusing presence against my skin.
Then, slowly, her hand began to move.
It slid from the back, around my hip, and then to the front. My breath caught in my throat. Her fingers wrapped around my soft penis, her touch gentle but firm.
I finally managed to lift my head and look at her face, searching for some kind of explanation. She was looking right back at me. And she was smiling. It wasn't a big smile, just a small, calm curve of her lips, but it sent a shiver through me.
Without saying a word, she pulled her hand out of my pants.
She gently took me in her arms, and lifted me from the sofa.
My feet dangled in the air as she carried me out of the living room and into one of the empty bedrooms down the hall.
I heard the soft click as she closed the door behind us, leaving us alone.
We were in the bedroom. The door was closed, making the room feel suddenly smaller, more intimate. Jayashree Auntie put me down gently on the floor. I stood there, feeling awkward and confused.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, It’s okay. It’s normal to feel confused."
She looked at me with that same calm, knowing smile. "Your mom told me to talk to you about sex education. So we will talk privately so you feel comfortable. I’ll explain and show you the right way. I have closed the door for privacy."
My eyes widened slightly. Sex education? With Auntie Jayashree? My mind was a whirlwind.
Sunny: "Okay… I’m embarrassed." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.
Jayashree: "That’s fine, everyone feels embarrassed at first. You just need to know what’s safe and healthy." She reached out and gently took my hand, her touch surprisingly reassuring. "Now, let's start with hygiene."
She looked at my shorts. "Let me take off your shorts and underwear."
Before I could react, her hands moved to my waistband. With practiced ease, she unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down my legs, then my underwear right after. I stood there, naked from the waist down, feeling incredibly vulnerable.
Jayashree: "Now you have to make sure to wash regularly, and if you ever feel pain or unusual changes, tell a doctor or a trusted adult." She gently ran her fingers over my groin, not quite touching my penis yet, just examining the area.
Sunny: "Ok. Can you check?" I heard myself ask, surprised by my own words. Part of me was still reeling, but another part, a curious, innocent part, wanted to understand.
Jayashree: "Good." She smiled softly. "And remember, you can always ask questions. There’s nothing wrong with learning about your body."
She then gestured towards the bed. "Lie down on the bed for me, Sunny. It will be easier for me to show you."
I did as she asked, my heart thumping a strange rhythm against my ribs. I lay on my back, feeling the soft mattress beneath me, my eyes fixed on her. She leaned closer, her shadow falling over me.
Her gaze was focused intently on my penis. She reached out with a gentle touch, her thumb and forefinger carefully taking hold of the tip. Slowly, very slowly, she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the head. I flinched slightly at the new sensation, but she held me steady. She looked at it closely, her eyes tracing every detail, before carefully pulling the foreskin back into place.
Then, to my utter shock, she leaned down further. Her head descended, and I felt the soft warmth of her lips as she took my penis into her mouth. I gasped, a strange mix of pleasure and alarm shooting through me. Her tongue swirled around the tip, a soft, wet touch. I could feel her gently sucking, tasting me. The sensation was overwhelming, unlike anything I had ever experienced. My breath hitched, and a small moan escaped my lips.
My whole body was tingling. My mind was blank, focused only on the incredible, overwhelming sensations. After a moment that felt like an eternity, Jayashree Auntie slowly pulled away, a thin string of saliva connecting us for a second before it broke. The head of my penis was wet and glistening in the dim light of the room.
Jayashree: "Sunny, beta, how are you feeling?" she asked, her voice soft and low.
Sunny: "I am feeling a lot," I breathed out, my voice shaky. "Too much to bear."
Jayashree: "I was just checking the taste to make sure it is okay," she said, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
I looked down at myself and gasped. My penis was standing straight up, hard and stiff in a way I had never seen or felt before. It looked bigger, stronger.
Sunny: "I have never seen my penis do that."
Jayashree: "Oh, this is completely normal," she said with a chuckle. "It's called an erection. It happens when a boy gets excited. Sunny, you must also understand as part of sex education how a woman's body is different from a male's body. As you can see, you have a penis, and I don't."
Sunny: "You don't? Then what do you have?" The question tumbled out of my mouth, my curiosity overpowering my embarrassment.
Jayashree: "You want to see?" she asked, her eyes twinkling.
Before I could answer, she stood up. She took the decorated end of her saree, the pallu, from her shoulder and let it fall. Then, with a practiced movement, she untucked the pleats from her waist. The long fabric began to unwind, rustling softly as she turned, until the entire six yards of it lay in a colorful pool at her feet.
She stood before me in just her blouse and a long underskirt, a petticoat. She reached behind her back, and I heard a series of small snaps as she unhooked her blouse. She shrugged it off her shoulders, revealing her large, full breasts.
"These are breasts, Sunny," she explained, cupping one in her hand. "They have nipples." She pointed to the dark circle at the center. "This is one of the biggest differences between men and women."
Next, she reached for the drawstring of her petticoat. She gave it a gentle tug, and the skirt loosened, sliding down her hips to join the saree on the floor.
She was completely naked now.
"And this," she said, gesturing down between her legs, where a patch of dark hair was, "is what I have instead of a penis.
It is called a vagina. This is where a baby comes from, and it's another important part of a woman's body."
She stood there, completely exposed, patiently letting me look. My eyes darted from her breasts to her stomach and down to the dark hair between her legs. My mind was racing, trying to absorb everything she was showing me, everything she was telling me. It was the first time I had ever seen a naked woman, and my head was spinning.
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