Today, 12:14 AM
Title: Auntie's Touch
Scene 7
I lay on her for what felt like a long time, just listening to her heartbeat. Her hand stroked my back in slow, soothing circles. The daze slowly began to lift, replaced by a feeling of deep, warm contentment.
Jayashree: "Sunny, you did very well," she said softly, her voice full of warmth and praise.
Sunny: "I feel so good," I whispered into her skin. It was the truest thing I had ever said.
Jayashree: "Come and hug me."
I shifted my arms and wrapped them around her neck, giving her a tight hug. She hugged me back, her embrace warm and secure.
Sunny: "Now I understand why you closed the door," I said, my voice muffled by her shoulder. In my innocent mind, it all made sense – this was a wonderful, special secret that was just for us.
Jayashree: "Yes," she said, giving me one last squeeze before loosening her grip. "Now, let's clean."
She gently eased me off her and stood up from the bed. She took my hand and led me into the small attached bathroom. She turned on the tap and found a soft washcloth. The room was cool, and I watched as she first washed herself between her legs, her movements calm and matter-of-fact.
Then, she turned to me. She wet the cloth again with warm water and knelt before me. "Lift your leg," she instructed gently. She carefully and thoroughly washed my penis and the area around it, cleaning away the sticky wetness. Her touch was no longer teasing or exciting; it was simply efficient, like a mother cleaning her child after they've made a mess.
Once we were both clean, she led me back into the bedroom. Our clothes were still on the floor. She handed me my underwear and shorts, and I put them on. She quickly wrapped her saree back around herself, tucking the pleats and dbanging the pallu over her shoulder with practiced ease. Within a minute, she looked exactly as she had when she first walked into the living room.
She looked at me, put a finger to her lips, and winked. "Our special lesson is a secret, okay?"
I nodded eagerly, a wide smile on my face. It was our secret.
Scene 7
I lay on her for what felt like a long time, just listening to her heartbeat. Her hand stroked my back in slow, soothing circles. The daze slowly began to lift, replaced by a feeling of deep, warm contentment.
Jayashree: "Sunny, you did very well," she said softly, her voice full of warmth and praise.
Sunny: "I feel so good," I whispered into her skin. It was the truest thing I had ever said.
Jayashree: "Come and hug me."
I shifted my arms and wrapped them around her neck, giving her a tight hug. She hugged me back, her embrace warm and secure.
Sunny: "Now I understand why you closed the door," I said, my voice muffled by her shoulder. In my innocent mind, it all made sense – this was a wonderful, special secret that was just for us.
Jayashree: "Yes," she said, giving me one last squeeze before loosening her grip. "Now, let's clean."
She gently eased me off her and stood up from the bed. She took my hand and led me into the small attached bathroom. She turned on the tap and found a soft washcloth. The room was cool, and I watched as she first washed herself between her legs, her movements calm and matter-of-fact.
Then, she turned to me. She wet the cloth again with warm water and knelt before me. "Lift your leg," she instructed gently. She carefully and thoroughly washed my penis and the area around it, cleaning away the sticky wetness. Her touch was no longer teasing or exciting; it was simply efficient, like a mother cleaning her child after they've made a mess.
Once we were both clean, she led me back into the bedroom. Our clothes were still on the floor. She handed me my underwear and shorts, and I put them on. She quickly wrapped her saree back around herself, tucking the pleats and dbanging the pallu over her shoulder with practiced ease. Within a minute, she looked exactly as she had when she first walked into the living room.
She looked at me, put a finger to her lips, and winked. "Our special lesson is a secret, okay?"
I nodded eagerly, a wide smile on my face. It was our secret.
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