Me - Sunny, My Lactating Aunt and My Bisexual Mother - Read at your own Risk !

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Auntie's Touch

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Scene 33


Mansi maintained the slow, firm stroke on my penis for several more moments, letting the sensation build into a tight, delicious coil of heat. She watched my face, her own expression calm and focused.

Mansi: "Good. You understand how your body reacts to gentle attention."
She released her grip and pulled her hand away. My penis, slick and hard, throbbed with the abrupt cessation of the contact.

Mansi: "Since you are now comfortable with me, we are going to talk in Jayashree's room with Jayashree, we will be together all of us, all 3 of us and we will continue."

She then stood up, her movements fluid and unhurried. She picked up her yellow kameez from the chair and smoothly slipped it back on over her large, full breasts. The quick re-dressing was another abrupt signal that the private moment was over and the next stage was beginning.

Mansi: "Put your clothes on, Sunny."

I quickly pulled up my shorts and buttoned them, feeling the immediate return of the familiar, yet thin, barrier of clothing.

Mansi checked the door to the study, pulling it fully open this time, and led me out. We walked back into the living room, where Jayashree Auntie was waiting. She was now standing, looking perfectly composed, her saree neat and elegant. She glanced at me, then at Mansi, and gave a satisfied nod.

Jayashree: "Perfect timing. Did you enjoy your little chat, Sunny?"

Sunny: "Yes, Auntie,"

I said, feeling a new rush of excitement at the prospect of being with both of them.

Mansi: "He is very bright, Jayashree. And very honest. He told me the first thing he noticed about me."

Jayashree chuckled, a rich, warm sound. "Of course he did. He’s a good learner."

Jayashree then turned and began to walk toward the hallway that led to her private bedroom, beckoning us to follow.

Jayashree: "Come along, you two. The best lessons require comfort and privacy. We have much more to cover today."

Mansi took my hand, and together, the three of us walked down the hall and entered Jayashree Auntie's room. The door closed behind us, the latch clicking with that familiar, definitive sound, sealing us inside our combined, escalating secret.