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## Hansika - Meena --> update 1

Hansika ride my rock-hard cock, moaning like a banshee with her tits bouncing in my face. Hansika was my girlfriend, and she had always been somewhat of a nymphomaniac. She was 22 and I was 21 and I had snagged her when she first came to college. As she rocked back and forth on my lap, I was rubbing her pussy with the thumb of my right hand and squeezing her round tits with my left. As I squeezed them hard and pinched the nipples, Hansika moaned and ran her fingers through her hair.




“Oh god, Raj! Smack my ass!”

I slapped her ass with both hands and squeezed the soft cheeks as hard as I could. Holding onto her perfect rear, I started lifting her up and then slamming her down onto my rod, using the force to push myself as far up into her luscious pussy as possible. Hansika leaned forward as I fucked her as fast as possible.



“Harder! Harder!” she moaned as I sucked on her tits. 

Grabbing her hips, I turned her around so that her back was to me. Lifting herself up almost in a crabwalk, Hansika handed the job of movement to me as I started hammering her cunt as hard and fast as possible. I don’t want to brag, but I was fucking her so fast and hard that my nut sack was actually starting to hurt from being slingshot up and down like a yoyo in the hand of a crackhead. 



“Oh god, I’m going to fucking cum!”

At that, I began fucking her even harder. I hammered her cunt with the last of my strength, trying to turn my manhood into a jackhammer with flesh. Her womanhood was pulling on me like a vacuum, desperately trying to draw forth my seed. Finally, a river of pussy juice gushed out from between her legs, washing over my lap. With her taken care of, now I could unleash every drop of sperm I had. In one final burst of strength, I forced my throbbing manhood up inside her and emptied myself into her womb.



Hansika pulled herself off of my deflated dick, turned around, and wrapped her lips around the head. She knew her job. With her sucking the last globs sperm out of my cock as if it was the straw of a milkshake, I could feel another orgasm welling inside me. Her lips wrapped around the head and Hansika pushed the tip of her tongue into the slit, while simultaneously rubbing the shaft with one hand and massaging my nuts with the other. Holy shit, she was a sex goddess.



She then took my whole cock in her mouth, rubbing it against the back of her throat. Her head began bobbing up and down as she massaged every centimeter of my dick with every soft corner of her mouth. She would use her lips, tongue, and the inside of her cheeks to massage the shaft, and she would rub the head of my cock against her uvula and agitate her gag reflex, just enough so that her eyes would roll back into her head, she would slightly tremble, and saliva would drip from her lips and onto my lap, but she wouldn’t do it so much that she would puke onto my dick. I wonder how many guys she had to fuck to get this good…



Finally, she took my dick out of her mouth and I shot a stream of cum across her face and onto her tongue.

“Holy shit, that was one of our best ones yet,” I said.

“You’re damn right it was,” Hansika purred as she lied down beside me.

“I love you,” I said as I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. ‘At least I love fucking you.’

“I love you too.” She gripped my worn-out cock. “And I love this.”



I pulled up to Hansika’s house, trying yet again to call her cell phone. She lived with her mom in a nice beach house, but their landline phone service often went down. Most of the time, communication was restricted to cell phones and driving. Hansika’s phone battery was probably dead, and her car wasn’t in the garage. She wasn’t home, exactly what I wanted.

I was constantly showing up at Hansika’s house, so she and her mom had told me that I didn’t need to knock. I silently opened the door and stepped inside the lavish beach house. Hansika’s mom really had gotten a lot of cash from the divorce.



Down the hall, I saw the flutter of blonde hair. It was her, Meena. She was an easy-going woman, having no problem with me and her daughter fucking while she was still in the house or me spending the night, even with Hansika’s moans and dirty talk loud enough to be hear next door. Meena looked just as sexy and beautiful. I didn’t know how old she was, but she was the definitely the perfect age. She was the best mix of young babe and mature milf. Her skin was still tight, smooth, and soft, but lines were starting appear on her face and you could tell she was aging, but in a way that made her more desirable than a woman ten years younger.



Seeing her always gave me an erection, and I would have given my right hand to fuck her. I would have given my right hand and both my legs to have a threesome with her and her daughter. I had spent countless hours masturbating while imagining Meena and Hansika sucking on each other’s tongues while I shot my load into their faces. She was one of the reasons why I was dating Hansika. Once Hansika introduced me to her parents and I saw Meena for the first time, I made a promise to myself that I was going to fuck her, no matter what it took, and I was here today to once again try and inch myself closer to that goal.

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My cock instantly hardened as I realized that she was in a tight bikini. Her round tight ass. she walked around while swinging her hips. She was in the bedroom… looking for her top. I couldn’t believe it, I was finally able to see her bouncing boobs. Her areolas were the size of quarters and she had nipples that were like pencil erasers.



As much as I wanted to stare at her tits, I knew that she would notice me and get angry. She was looking for her bikini top, which I saw on a reclining chair in the living room. I stepped into the living room and picked up the skimpy bikini top. If I gave it to her, it would grant me a little more time to admire her tits and she wouldn’t be as angry. 


I walked to the doorway of the bedroom when she had her back to me.

“Looking for this?” I asked as I held up the bikini top with it wrapped around my fingers. 



Meena let out a small shriek of surprise as she bolted around. “Raj, you scared me!” It was only then that she looked at her titties and covered them with her arms. 

“Relax, I was standing in the hallway, I’ve seen them.”

“You were spying on me?!”

On cue, I tossed the bikini top to her. She caught it and began to calm down, just as I planned. 

“I wasn’t spying. I opened the front door and I saw you down the hall. You’re just as beautiful as Hansika and I’ve always admired you and even had a small crush on you. I must admit that I was a little awestruck.” 



She gave a modest smile, and to my surprise, she lowered her arms. She wasn’t covering her tits and was holding the bikini top as if she was about to put it on… but she hadn’t. For some reason, she kept it in her grip.

‘Interesting, very interesting,’ I thought to myself. I decided to push it a little further, to experiment with the situation. “Your boobs are beautiful. I’m guessing that they’re natural?” 



She gave another modest smile; I was actually putting her in a good mood. “Yes. Most people think that they are fake but they are actually real. Why didn’t you think they were fake?”

“You’re always so honest, you don’t seem like the person who would lie about her appearance. Plus you’re already so pretty that breast size doesn’t matter.” 



She began to blush. “My ex-husband never appreciated my looks…” Then she held her tits and jiggled them. “Or the girls.”

“I can’t imagine why, they’re fantastic,” I said, reaching out and cupping one.

Meena stiffened at the feel of my palm against her areola, but she didn’t pull away. 



“Uh, Raj, I don’t think we should be doing this.”

“Relax, it will be our little secret. Besides, a little human contact feels good, doesn’t it?”

She gave a soft moan as I gently squeezed.her titties were even better than her daughter’s! I began massaging it, first with one hand and then two. I then moved my other hand onto her other breast and began squeezing them both. Meena moaned and hummed as I massaged her tits and even pinched the nipples. There was no telling how long it had been since she had felt this.



Before she could stop me, I got behind her, continuing to massage her breasts. Now with more elbow room and straight wrists, I was able to be a little more rough, groping the melons with a firm squeeze, rubbing them in circles like joysticks, and pulling on her nipples to make her  sharp cry. I could take it anymore; I had to have her. I pressed myself against her and ran my tongue up the side of her neck. 



The feel of that lick and my erection poking her ass told her that we had gone to far. She hurriedly stepped forward out of my reach and put on her bikini top. “Hansika uh… Hansika will be back in a few hours. I’ll uh… I’ll be out back.” 



She rushed out of the room without looking back at me and into the kitchen, where she pulled a bottle of white wine out of one of the cabinets. Something told me that she had not planned on taking it with her. She walked outside and lied down on a beach chair out on the yard. She began drinking heavily.

With how fast she was drinking, Meena was passed out in half an hour. I walked outside and waved my hand in front of her face to make sure she was really out. A slight flicker of her eyelids told me that some stimuli was getting through, but she was so drunk that I doubted that she would wake up unless I splashed her with a bucket of water.

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I was tired of waiting, I was going to take her then and now, whether she liked it or not. She would undoubtedly try to fight me off at first, but if as long as I overpowered her, she wouldn’t get away, and there weren’t any neighbors around right now to hear her. All I really had to do was make sure she had an orgasm. She had left her husband three years ago, and according to Hansika, hadn’t dated anyone since then, meaning that this milf in her sexual prime was probably starving for a good fuck. All I had to do was make her cum and her resolve would break, then I could do whatever I wanted. It all depended on how well I could keep from blowing my load.




I moved down to her legs while enjoying the view of her barely-covered tits, her belly, and her long smooth thighs, all of which were oiled. Very carefully, I pulled off the top of her bikini, letting the sunlight shine on her firm tits. Cautiously, I began to feel them, massaging those glorious mountains with my hands pinching her nipples just like before. She would stir ever so slightly with every squeeze, but she would not wake up.



 Once I had worked up enough courage, I leaned down and did one broad lick across the side of her huge right breast, savoring the feel of the soft flesh against my tongue.I started sucking on her nipples, tracing my tongue around them and pulling on them with my lips. Her titties tasted so good and they felt like water-balloons. My cock was so hard and throbbing that it almost hurt. I undid my pants and pulled out my dick, which I swore had never looked larger. I began jacking off, not enough to risk wasting my supply of sperm, but enough to lessen the strain. 

The more aggressive I became, the more Meena began to moan. I moved down to her bikini bottom and undid the knots that rested on her hips. I pulled away the strip of blue fabric and almost gasped as her pussy came into view. The soft lips were open and already wet, revealing the pink insides.



 Her pussy was open just enough for me to know that it was still nice and tight, but I would have no problem forcing my whole missile up inside her. She had a very short and thin mat a pubic hair. It wasn’t shaved, but it was obviously well trimmed.
I brought my face up to the lips, not touching her pussy yet, but savoring the sweet fruity aroma. When I couldn’t restrain myself any longer, I reached out with my tongue and gently flitted it just outside of the soft lips. With that first touch, the drunken Meena shivered and gave a low hum.



I began circling her pussy with my tongue, slowly getting closer and closer to the wet pink insides. With every teasing flit, Meena’s hums turned into moans. Finally, I forced my tongue deep inside her and a sampled her pussy juice. Meena was shifting her head from side to side and moaning as I relished the taste of her sloppy wet cunt. She was probably dreaming now.



Still unconscious, Meena began to spread her legs, allowing me to send my tongue deeper and deeper into her delicious insides. As her cunt became more and more inviting, I brought up my hand and slowly pushed my index and middle finger deep inside. Meena moaned even louder as I pushed my middle finger in as well and finger-fucked her pussy, causing more juice to splash into my mouth.



Finally, Meena had a gushing orgasm, squirting just like her daughter. The intoxicated milf spread her legs even farther and raised her hips. I licked my lips as her asshole came into view. It looked almost like it was bleached. I had always wondered what I was like to lick a girl’s asshole. Ironic that I would be licking Hansika’s mom’s before I licked hers. Experimentally, I flitted my tongue around her tight little asshole and she squirmed. Her asshole didn’t taste like shit as I expected it to; it was already clean and had been soaked in her trickling pussy juice. 



I pushed my tongue deep inside her, sucking on the ring as my nose was buried in her cunt. Her recesses had a very unique taste, somewhat resembling the taste of her pussy, but was much more… concentrated. It was like tasting the physical essence of the kinky taboo. 

As I sent my tongue farther and farther up into her, I continued to finger her pussy. The whole time, Meena didn’t moan, instead, she just kept on squirming. After several minutes, I moved my tongue back up to her pussy, and as I ate her out, I pushed my thumb up into her asshole. It was apparent that she had never gone anal before. She whined and squirmed as I rubbed the inside of her asshole with my thumb, pulling it out and pushing it back in, and rubbing the dribbling pussy juice around the ring. Finally, I knew it was time to take it to the next level. I stood up and fully undressed, then crouched over her head, opened her mouth, and stuffed in my cock. That final intrusion was enough to wake her out of her wine stupor and she gave a garbled scream, choking on my manhood. 



She tried to push me off her, but I grabbed her by the throat and squeezed hard, robbing her of the ability to breathe. Her struggles waned and I lessened my grip, stirring my manhood around in her mouth while keeping my hand around her throat like a collar. The shock and confusion was now replaced with horror as to what was happening and who was doing it do her. Was her daughter’s boyfriend really assaulting her like this?

“You like that don’t you, a big cock in your mouth. Can you taste your daughter on me?”

Meena was crying now, her pretty face streaked with tears out of pain, humiliation, betrayal, and the struggles of breathing.



“Come on, suck on it like a good whore.” Meena refused, just holding her mouth open like a dead fish. “Have it your way.”

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I fully got on top of her, sending my dick all the way to the back of her throat and choking her with it. I had my full weight on her, smothering her face as she struggled to find any way to breathe. Within seconds, her body began to convulse and I pulled back as she threw up on my cock.




“Look at the mess you made, clean it up!” I barked, smearing my manhood across her face, mixing her tears with the mix.

“Please stop this!” she sobbed, trying to push me away.

“Hell no, I’m having too much fun! Now blow me, you damn whore!”

This time she gave in and began sucking me off, cleaning up the mess. Her tears continued to pour as I violated her mouth, my hands wrapped in her hair to pull her head back if she tried anything. She worked diligently but it was clear that she was rusty at this. After a minute or so, I pulled out my cock and instead began rubbing my balls on her face, teabagging her as many would say. She took the message and ran her tongue around my nut sack, thoroughly wetting them.



Soon enough I got bored and decided to try something new. I pulled her up in her chair and got behind her, locking her head with one arm.

“Raj, please stop this! I beg you!”

“No, I’m going to fuck you hard and nothing is going to change that. But I want to enjoy this first.”

I forced my free hand between her legs, trying to probe her insides. She screamed and flailed her legs, but a couple hard smacks ended that. Her legs still, I forced my fingers into her pussy, shaking them hard and making her cry out. 



“You’re so wet, you can’t wait for me to bang that slutty pussy of yours, can you? Be honest.”

“Let me go!”

Against her protests, I continued to finger her, grabbing her pussy from the inside and shaking my hand. The mix of pain and humiliation made her cry out, but I knew it was starting to feel a little bit good for her. I pulled my hand out and stuffed my fingers into her mouth, forcing her to taste her own feminine essence. 

Now it was time for the main course. I got out from behind her, trying to figure out the best position for penetration, when she made her escape. Her ass and tits jiggling as she moved, she ran back into the house. I chased after and caught up before she could reach the phone. She screamed and struggled against me, but I picked her up and carried her to the living room, where I threw her down on the couch. She was on her stomach, and before she could get up, I held her down.

“Nice try, but you’re not getting out of this.”



Having decided to enjoy myself a little more, a raised my hand and struck her ass, making her shriek in pain. I had her almost bent over my knee, her perfect milf ass sticking up, tanner than I thought it would be. I smacked her again and again, savoring her pain and the chance to do whatever I wanted to her sexy body. With each smack, a redness would spread, bruising and welts from my brutality. This mature, beautiful woman was now bent over, her naked body at my mercy for me to abuse however I liked. Licking my fingers, I again stuck them in her pussy and worked my thumb into her asshole. She groaned and cried as fingered her, her tears soaking the couch. 

After spanking her a few more times, I knew the time had come. I got out from under her and forced her against the couch. I smacked her thighs, telling her to spread them, and while she resisted for a few moments, she knew that I was inevitably going to be inside her. She spread her legs, and with a deep breath, I penetrated her, burying my manhood up to the base in her slit. She cried out from the sensation, having forgotten what it felt like to be fucked, and feeling overwhelmed with shame and revulsion.



It was easy for me to set myself in a good rhythm, pushing down on her back to keep her pinned while my lap and her ass clapped together in applause. I had dreamed of this day for a long time, the day when I would get to turn this woman’s magnificent body into my personal cum dumpster, and the fact that it was against her will made it even better.

“Please stop! You’re banging me!” she cried. 



I didn’t reply, and regardless of her words, her pussy was just getting wetter and wetter. Her lips said “no no”, but her body was begging for violation. My speed increased as I kept on telling myself that I had fucked Hansika the night before and was now fucking her mom. I was forcing myself into her mom’s cunt, the same throbbing cock that her daughter had rode and sucked. Meena’s felt so good on my erect manhood. Her lips were so soft and tight, and I could feel almost a vacuum-like pressure, as if her body was trying to pull me in deeper. After years of loneliness, her pussy craved to be stretched by my cock and filled with cum. With each passing second, a noticeable change could be seen in Meena. Her cries of anguish were turning into moans, and her hands, which had been gripping the sofa for dear life, were now brushing the golden hair out of her face while she licked her lips.



Deciding I wanted to see her face, I rolled her onto her side, her leg now across my chest. I continued hammering her, watching her melons jiggle and bounce every time my manhood reached her womb. I grabbed her by the throat, forcing her to look at me. The pain in her eyes was gone, and while she still reviled the situation, she could not contain the look of lustful hunger on her face. She was starting to enjoy herself.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you?” I growled. Meena shook her head in refusal, prompting me to move my hand from her throat to her breast and give a hard squeeze to coax a cry from her.

“You love being bangd, don’t you?”

“No! Stop it!”



Deciding to toy with her, I did as she told and stopped. I never pulled out, but I halted my thrusts, and the lack of movement did send a tremor through her. Having reached the age of her sexual prime, her body, starved of contact, was reacting like a recovering addict in the first moments of relapse. She hated the situation, but loved the sensations. Further teasing her, I began rubbing her clit with fast strokes of my fingers, sending a continuous stream of lightning through her body and making her moan.

“Come on, beg for it. You know you want to be fucked harder. You love that I’m banging you.”

“No!” she countered, turning away from me to hide her shame.

Continuing to play with her clitoris, I gave ten deep thrusts, just slow enough to tease her. The stimulation was driving her wild, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy her, and when I stopped, I knew her will had broken.

“Beg for it!”

“Please bang me harder!” she finally shrieked.



Grinning, I pulled her up onto her hands and knees and brought myself to my top speed. Her tits swinging like chandeliers in an earthquake, Meena was moaned at the top of her lungs, finally giving in to the physical bliss of a man fucking her. I hammered her with all of my strength, watching the ripples travel through her body with each slam, her tan ass jiggling like ballistics gel when punched with a shotgun shell. With each impact, her moan would be interrupted, her whole body shaking and her mind momentarily going blank each time. Unable to resist, I started smacking her ass between thrusts, just to remind her who was in charge, but the harder I spanked her, the more she seemed to enjoy it, her tan rear end absorbing the force and transforming it into physical bliss.

“Oh god, I’m cumming!” she screamed these words over and over again, having given in to her lust.



I continued fucking her through the orgasm, the movement of my cock altering the spray but still soaking me in it. I knew I had won. Now that I had made her cum, she was hooked like an addict and I could do whatever I wanted to her without worrying about her telling anyone about it. Deciding her mouth would feel good right about now, I grabbed Meena’s hair, turned her around, and pulled her head to my lap. Drunk with perverse desire, she began sucking me off as if she had been poisoned and my cum was the antidote. Unlike before, when we were outside, she was putting true skill into her work. She would slobber on my cock as if she were trying to put out a fire, then suck off the saliva and pour it on again. Using the wetness as lubricant, she would work the shaft with her hand while rolling the head around in her mouth, always with the beautiful sound of sloppy suction. But still, it wasn’t enough…

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An idea popping into my head, I grabbed Meena and picked her up. She yelped in surprise, flailing her limbs as I held her upside down in the vertical 69 position, our stomachs pressed together with her legs in the air. Understanding what I was doing, Meena resumed sucking my cock while I took in the beautiful sight of her milf cunt put on display, inches from my face, and behind it, her virgin asshole. I dove right in, gorging myself on her pussy like a dog with an empty peanut butter jar. Meena continued to swing her legs, the feeling of lips and a tongue stirring her honeypot driving her wild, with her smooth thighs clamping the side of my head.




After a minute, I could feel my self-control starting to crumble. I was about to cum, and I wanted to make sure Meena caught every drop. Continuing to hold her up with one arm, I used a free hand to grab her hair and hold her head steady. I began to thrust, skull-fucking her without mercy and turning her face into a sloppy mess. Feeling the orgasm approaching, I pushed her dead down and forced her to deep-throat me. She tried to push me off, struggling to breathe, but I held her firm. Finally, the threshold broke, and I shot load after load into her throat. At the same time, while she was choking on my cock, her gag reflex triggered. I let go of her head and she retched, a frothy mix of saliva, vomit, semen, and tears pouring down over her face and into her hair. 



Unable to open her eyes, she gasped for air while I rubbed my placid cock across her face, buying time to regain my erection. That orgasm had been a doozy, but I knew I had plenty more, and I wasn’t going to stop until I finished turning Meena into my personal cum dumpster. Though maybe it was time to wrap things up. Once my cock returned to its original glory, and began lowering Meena down. I stopped when her head and the back of her neck touched the floor, further dirtying her hair with the puddle of bodily fluids. Her lower body still in the air with her ass pointing up, spanked her a few times to make her spread her legs enough for me to force my cock into her pussy, still filthy from when Meena threw up on it. I had seen lesbians with strap-ons do this position in Ultimate Surrender, so I was able to figure it out in a few moments. Holding her by the hips, I once again started thrusting into her, now feeling fatigue take its toll. 



Below me, Meena continued to moan, desperate to cum a second time. She had wiped the slime off her face and could open her eyes, but her only view was my ass directly above her. Soon enough, we both achieved an orgasm. Meena moaned at the top of her lungs, having forgotten the joy of a man bringing her to climax. She had a gushing orgasm, spraying clear fluid from her pussy while I poured my seed deep into her womb. I pulled out and dropped her to the floor, shooting two more white streams across her stomach and breasts, sullying her and marking her as my property like a dog pissing on a tree.

Meena lay still, wallowing in a puddle of filth, her beautiful body painted with bodily fluids from being bangd and violated by the same man who routinely fucked her daughter. I stood over her, beaming at my accomplishment. I had finally achieved my goal, but I wasn’t done yet. I was going to enjoy my new fuck toy.



“That was a lot of fun, we’ll do it again real soon,” I said, turning around and leaving her there.

I wasn’t worried at all about her calling the security officer or telling Hansika. She was too ashamed and embarrassed that it had happened, and that she had enjoyed it so much.

to be continued.....

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## Hansika - Meena --> update 2

Three days passed and no security officer came for me, and when I saw Hansika, it didn’t seem like she knew anything. Just as I suspected, Meena didn’t have it in her to tell anyone about what I had done, either because she was ashamed or because she loved it, probably both. But after the third day, I decided it was time to stop by and pay her a visit. 




I arrived at her house in the mid-morning, when Hansika was still there. Like before, I didn’t bother knocking, but I hollered when I stepped inside. “Hansika?”

“In here!” Her voice came from the kitchen, and at the same time, I heard a dish break. “Mom, are you ok?”

“Y-yes, dear, I’m fine. It just slipped out of my hand.” 




Hearing Meena’s voice gave me a hard-on, the fact that she had broken a plate when hearing my own telling me that the iron was still hot and it was time to strike. I came into the kitchen, where Hansika was sitting at the dinner table in her waitress uniform with a stack of pancakes in front of her. Meena was at the stove  standing with her back to me and trying to hide her trembling.




“Hey, what’s up?” Hansika asked.

“I wanted to see if you were up for a movie.”

“You should have called, you wouldn’t have had to drive. You know I have the lunch shift at the diner today. I told you before, remember? I got to leave in half an hour.”

“Oh yeah, I guess I forgot,” I replied, waiting for Meena to look over to me.

“Luckily my mom was in a good mood and offered to make me some pancakes. Want some?”

“I would love some. Meena, you don’t mind, do you?”




Meena had to turn to me or else her daughter would get suspicious. Putting on a brave face, she looked over to me. “Sure, I’d be happy to!”

I flashed her a grin, one that Hansika didn’t see, one that broadcasted what I really hungered for. Seeing that look in my eye, knowing what I wanted to do, Meena turned her attention back to the stove and began mixing up more batter, trying to keep calm so that Hansika wouldn’t sense anything while she prepared food for the man that had bangd her. I watched her while she worked, her tight denims making her ass pop. The pancakes were made in ten minutes and Meena handed me the plate without making eye contact. 




For a while, I sat with Hansika and ate this second breakfast, talking with her about the usual subjects while Meena cleaned up in the kitchen. Hansika soon finished and left for work, leaving Meena and me alone. At first I didn’t do anything, I simply continued eating while Meena tried to distract herself with dirty dishes. The kitchen was silent, save for the scratching of my knife and fork on my plate and clinking of dishes in the sink. I could tell the silence was getting to Meena, that she could feel my eyes on her. What was I going to do to her? What was I waiting for? These questions were driving her wild, and against her will, her body was preparing itself. All I had to do was watch my timing and the suspense would do a lot of the work for me.




Finally I stood up and strode over to her with intentionally slow footfalls, watching Meena tighten up as I approached. Finally I grabbed her ass and pressed myself against her. “Your cooking is as good as ever, now how about I prepare something to stuff into YOUR mouth?”

“Raj, what happened before was a mistake and we can’t ever do it again?”

“It wasn’t a mistake. I took you like a dirty whore and you loved it, begging me to bang you harder. You know, the day after we had sex, Hansika and I had a little bit of fun. I wonder if she could taste you on my cock, the way she was slobbering all over it. Her mouth felt just like yours.”




Meena tried to push me away. “I said no!”

“Haven’t you learned yet? You don’t get to say no to me.”

I grabbed the front of her jeans and unfastened them, then wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her from the stove and to the middle of the kitchen floor.

“No! NO!” she screamed as I yanked off her pants, revealing her pink thong. 




I forced her to the floor and kept her on her stomach with me on top of her, letting me undress. I then flipped her over and ripped off her tank top like wrapping paper. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, her melon-sized tits bouncing freely. Momentarily letting her go, I stood up and retrieved a bottle of cooking oil from beside the stove. Pinning Meena on her back, I held her wrists together so that she couldn’t fight me off and poured the oil onto her chest. I rubbed it into her skin with my free hand, loving the feel of her breasts slipping in my grip.




“Nothing like a pair of big oiled titties,” I said with a chuckle. 

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Meena glared at me with fear and anger. “Fuck you,” she hissed.


“Oh no, I’m going to fuck YOU.”

My sadistic side getting the better of me, I squeezed one of her tits with a hard grip, making Meena cry out in pain. From there, I began smacking them, each time making her yelp as I whipped the mountains of soft flesh. The sound of flesh on flesh and her cries, the sensation of her beautiful breasts against my palm and fingers, and the sight of the forming welts turned me on beyond words. It was like they were stress balls, begging for abuse. 




I shifted my position her, keeping her arms pinned beneath me but with my hands free. Having the perfect opportunity, I held her oiled breasts together and slid my cock between them, me shuddering in euphoria and Meena in revulsion. Even bustier than Hansika, I knew that Meena would give the best tit-fucks imaginable. I moved back and forth, rubbing her breasts against the shaft while Meena tried to keep her face away from the tip. Against my planning, I had a premature orgasm from the excitement. I didn’t lose much, mainly precum, and it sprayed across Meena’s tearful face while I maintained my erection.




I soon moved on, retaining my hold on her wrists with one hand and sending the other down south. She writhed beneath me, but I held her still. Grabbing her thong, I pulled it up, wedging it between the plump lips of her cunt. Again she cried out as I pulled harder and harder, using the narrow fabric like floss and pulling it against her erect clitoris. Again I let go of her, letting her try to push me off with her free hands as I pulled off her thong. Grabbing her again, I rolled her onto her back and bound her wrists with her underwear, having learned online how to use them as makeshift handcuffs. 




With her incapacitated, I was finally able to pull off my own clothes, though they were already sticky from the cooking oil. Like before, I had Meena over my lap, her ass in the air. First I poured oil on her, giving her rear end a sexy shine, then I took my time spanking her, bruising her tan milf ass like I had done with her breasts. My hand slid right off her ass each time, her soft flesh jiggling from the strike. My fingers slick with oil, I worked them in her pussy, relishing the sounds of her voice. Regardless of her anger, her body was again relapsing in its desire for sexual contact. With just my fingers, I had her moaning in bliss, the volume rising and falling with the speed of my hand. 




She came after only a minute, much sooner than I expected to. Maybe after fucking her the other day, her body was now on a hair trigger. Her moans echoed through the house, her whole body in spasms as waves of pleasure rolled through her while my hand was soaked in a spray of her juices. Not giving her any rest, I grabbed her legs and pulled them up, putting her in the same position as the other day with her head and the back of her neck pressed to the floor, her bound arms underneath her, and her ass in the air. This time, I was behind her, kneeling and holding her up with my arms around her stomach. Her virgin asshole was inches from my face, glistening from the cooking oil and just waiting to be used.




“Raj, what are you doing?”

Instead of answering, I grave a broad lick of her anus, making her shudder in bliss. The cooking oil didn’t taste very good, but all I really cared about was the physical sensation of running my tongue around her eye. I had already done it before, when she was passed out on the lawn, but I was enjoying it even more since she was awake to experience it. I penetrated her with my tongue, flicking around her insides while I sucked on her asshole with my lips. All the while, I worked her clit with my right hand, trying to coax another orgasm from her. I was able to push her over the threshold again, but I was able to make her moan like a singer. 





After a few minutes, I retrieved the bottle of cooking oil and stuck the nozzle in her raised asshole like the jug of a water bottle. I squeezed bottle, making Meena gag as I pumped her ass full of oil like an enema. A full liter was pumped into her rectal cavity.

“How about we play a little game?” I suggested. 

Without letting go of her or letting her fall over, I reached into one of the drawers above my head and grabbed a wine stopper. Meena shuddered as I inserted it into her ass as a makeshift butt plug. 




“You’re going to suck me off like a good whore, and if you can make me cum without that oil spilling out of you, I’ll leave right now. Which of us can last longer?”

Meena stared at me in disbelief. “You promise you’ll leave?”

“I won’t even bother getting dressed. I’ll just grab my clothes and walk right out that door.”

Meena didn’t answer, but since this was bang, I didn’t care about what she had to say. I set her against the fridge, still upside-down like a weirdly drawn 2, her ass pointed straight up. I rubbed my cock against her face, just like after I skull-fucked her the last time. She resisted at first, remembering how I choked her with it until she vomited, but she soon gave in and began blowing me, though it was hard to do in the position we were in. Seconds passed, and before the first minute was finished, I could tell that Meena was struggling with all her might to keep the oil from spilling out of her. Even while upside-down, the pressure inside was painful and her body was trying to push it out. All the while, I was maintaining my composure, easily able to hold back my reserves in the face of this half-assed blowjob. Deciding to speed up the process, I started working my fingers in her pussy, make her give a shrill whine. Were she to speak, she would say I was cheating. But again, this was bang, so I wasn’t really under any obligation to play fair.

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I used the stimulation to ruin her focus, and after less than a minute, the wine stopper shot out of her ass and a geyser of cooking oil sprayed up. I moved out of the way, letting it pour down on Meena. She cried as the thick fluid splashed her tits and face, knowing where it had just been. To her it might as well have been my semen. Standing over her, I inserted my fingers into her asshole, now loose and slick. I stirred them around, making her whimper and cry in humiliation.


“Oh, such a shame, now I get to bang your asshole for as long as I want.”

“No, please! Anything but that!” she begged.

“I told you before, you don’t get to say no to me.”

Grabbing her arm, I pulled her to her feet and then bent her over the sink. She continued begging for mercy, but I just spread her legs, and in a single shove, I forced my manhood into her asshole. She screamed when I violated her, having never before been sodomized by more than my fingers. I had mounted her like a dog, and with all the cooking oil in her ass, I was able to slide in and out effortlessly. 




This was my first time as well, none of my past girlfriends never being brave enough to try ass play. The sensation of Meena’s anus around my cock was indescribable, both physically and psychology. The fact that I was sodomizing this beautiful mature woman was like winning a trophy, with her unwillingness only sweetening the moment.

She cried as I slammed myself against her over and over again, punishing her asshole without mercy, unable to resist me as I turned her body into a sex toy. Her rear end clapped against my lap over and over, the sound music to my ears. But soon after I started, a familiar change took over Meena. She would look back at me, licking her lips with a lustful glare. After only a minute, her cries of pain were replaced with calls for me to fuck her harder and faster. I had reawaken the vixen from last time.




“You like that, don’t you? You like getting ass bangd? Take my cock like a good whore!” I growled, reaching around and smacking her tits.

“Yes, I love getting bangd! Fuck my slutty asshole harder! Cum in my ass!”

“Imagine if Hansika were to hear you say that. Your daughter coming in here, seeing her mother beg her rapist to turn her into a cum dumpster.”




She didn’t respond, but her asshole tightened around me. So it seems I had struck a nerve… I changed positions, pulling her down with me to the floor, removing my cock from her ass just long enough to turn her towards me. We were both on our sides, her body curled up with me continuing to thrust into her, her asshole forming a perfect seal around my cock. I stared into her eyes as I sodomized her, seeing the ravenous joy of being fucked like a dirty slut.

“Now do you get it? See how much fun it is getting fucked?” I panted, never stopping my movements.

“Oh god, I think I’m addicted to your cock…” she groaned.




“Just like Hansika. How does it feel knowing that the same man who routinely takes your daughter like a whore is now violating you? Does it turn you on?”

Shocking me, she took control, using her body weight to roll me onto my back so that she was on top, even with her hands still bound. Now riding me, she leaned over and slipped her tongue between my lips. Lifting her up, I began bucking my hips, shooting myself straight up into her asshole with her rear end jiggling magnificently. I wished with all my heart I could see us from behind, watch my manhood stretch her anus wide while her cheeks bounced and jiggled. I fucked her like a jackhammer, gripping her ass while she moved and spanking her, all while she and I made out.




“I always wondered why you were so ok with me and Hansika having sex while you were in the house. You had to have heard us, she moans and talks dirty just as loudly as you do. You had to have heard your daughter begging to be fucked, of her whines as she came over and over again.”

Again she tightened up on me, telling me that I was getting closer.

“Did it turn you on, hearing her getting violated? Hearing her beg for it? Maybe you were jealous. Maybe you wished I would do the same to you. Maybe you wished you were the one getting fucked and filled with cum.”




After a minute, she sat up, letting me watch her tits bounce as she rode me. The grin on her face was more depraved than Hansika’s, loving the feeling of bobbing on my cock, as if I had become the sex toy and she was using me to sodomize herself. But I could tell from the look in her eyes that I was getting closer. She changed again after a minute, finding the floor unsuitable for her to properly ride me like this. Instead, she turned her back to me and put her feet up on my knees, maybe so that we couldn’t make eye contact anymore. Now in my favorite position, I held her up and once again started bucking my hips, pumping her asshole like a piston while she moaned.

“Yes! Oh god, it feels so good!” she screamed. 




Again I wished I could watch from another angle, wanting to see her jiggling oiled tits, her glistening slit, and her ass being pummeled by my cock. 

“Or maybe it was because you liked the idea of your daughter getting fucked. You wanted to watch your little girl get penetrated, get mounted.” I suddenly stopped, a savage grin on my face. “Maybe you wanted to fuck her, to turn your daughter into your personal fuck doll!”

“Please don’t stop! I’m so close!”

“Admit it! Admit you want to fuck Hansika!”

“Please let me cum! I want to cum with your cock in my ass!”

“Admit you’re attracted to your daughter!”

“Ok, I admit it! I loved listening to Hansika get fucked! I want to fuck my daughter! So fuck me like you fuck her!”




That was all I needed. I returned to my maximum speed, ramming her from below so fast that my balls actually hurt from the movement. 

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“Oh shit, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Meena screamed the words over and over again, and from her slit, a wave of clear liquid sprayed freely. I never stopped moving, instead using her orgasm as a chance to fuck her even harder and drive her wild.


She soon calmed down, but I was getting tired from this position. I needed to be back on top. I grabbed her bound wrists and pulled her to the side, using the momentum to get us both up onto her knees. Now back in the doggy-style position, I was able to resume humping her while sparing my stomach muscles. I pulled on the thong around her wrists, using them to slam her down onto my cock after each retraction.

“Damn, I never knew you were such an anal whore.”

“Oh god, it feels so good! Fuck me, Raj! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me like you fuck my daughter!”




To be fair, I hadn’t yet taken Hansika’s backdoor virginity, but I did as told, hammering Meena with all my strength, again filling the house with the sounds of her oiled ass clapping against my lap, mixed with her euphoric moans. But I still felt I could get deeper. Without picking her up or pulling out, I got to my feet, bending Meena over farther until her face was to the floor. Now standing, I was able to put all of my weight into my thrusts, driving straight down into her. Meena continued to moan, drunk with sexual euphoria. She had orgasm after orgasm, spraying the floor over and over while I butt-fucked her without reprieve, screaming at the top of her lungs.

“Shit, I’m about to cum!” I grunted.

“Pour it all in my ass! Fill my asshole with your cum!” she begged.




She didn’t need to ask twice, as with a shudder, I pumped everything I had into her rectum, a deluge of my seed. I pulled out of her, my manhood deflating and my lungs feeling like they were on fire. Just like before, Meena was now silent, remaining with her face to the floor and her ass in the air, now with frothy semen trickling from her bruised anus.

“Oh god, what is wrong with me? I can’t believe I admitted that,” she groaned.




“What first made you horny for your daughter? Her firm bouncing tits, her tight round ass, her soft luscious pussy, or the fact that it’s such a naughty taboo?” I asked, too intrigued to leave it alone. 

“I don’t know. Whenever I would listen to you two, I would get so turned on. I would imagine you were fucking me instead of her. I kept fantasizing about it, and soon, my daughter would be there, just watching me get fucked. Each time I thought about it, it would just deeper and deeper. Soon I would dream about you taking turns with us, and then I even began to imagine Hansika and I kissing and licking each other’s bodies as you used us like whores.”






Hearing her talk was putting me back in the mood. It seemed my ultimate fantasy of a mother-daughter threesome might not be so impossible after all, and staring at her ass and pussy, sticky with cooking oil and semen, was returning my hard-on. Revitalized, I grabbed Meena’s bound wrists and pulled her to her feet.










“Wait, what are you doing?” she asked as I pulled her upstairs.

I led her into Hansika’s room and threw her on the bed, still warm and smelling like her. With my cock now fully erect, I grabbed a pair of Hansika’s dirty underwear and jammed it in Meena’s mouth as a gag. Then, I took her from behind and violated her pussy. My energy returned, I fucked her like an animal, turning her womanhood into a receptacle for my desires. As I rode her, she looked back at me, grinning with her daughter’s panties in her mouth, telling me that she was enjoying this even more than I was.

Things were going to get very interesting.

to be continued....

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#My New Aunty Anushka 

During the summer vacation between my Inter and Engineering my parents celebrated their 25th wedding anniversary. They had gone on a cruise for their vaction so they had decided to re-capture the experience. The biggest difference was the first cruise had been on a second rate ship and had lasted only a week. This time around, due to the fact that they were better off financially, they booked a master suite with a balcony and this cruise would last 15 days.



Now normally when they went away I would stay home by myself. But because they would be gone for over two weeks during the height of summer party season had made them amend their thinking this time. Instead they arranged for me to stay with my father’s brother and his new wife.


“Listen rocky” my father explained “I know you aren’t happy about this but it’s the way it’s going to be. We trust you but we’ll be gone almost three weeks counting the flights we have to take each way and your mother and I won’t worry if we know you’ll be at my brother’s house. You’ll eat real food this way and if something happens there will be someone there to help. Besides after what happened at the Nandas’ last year your mother was concerned that something bad could happen.”


The Nandas’ were our neighbors and when they had gone away their kids had thrown a wild party which resulted in both a lot of property damage when things spiraled out of control, as well as the security officer responding to said problems resulting in some charges being filed.


“Anyway you always liked Uncle John and maybe you can spend time with your cousins. Plus you know they have an in-ground pool.”


I had no choice anyway so I decided to make the best of it. I had a part time job so I would be pretty busy anyway and they lived in the same town so I could still see my friends when I wanted. Since I could visit my house I didn’t need to go crazy packing and brought a minimum of clothes and toiletries as well as my laptop computer.


My Uncle John drove me there the evening of my parents’ flight to save them the trouble of driving me,
so we said our goodbyes before I left. Uncle John was younger than my father by a couple of years. He and his first wife divorced a few days ago after twenty years of marriage and two children, my cousins John Jr. who was now 17 and his older sister who was 19. Uncle John had remarried last month to a woman a few years younger than he was. Aunt Anushka was an elementary college teacher and the few times we’d met she seemed to be really nice and good for my uncle.



“You can stay in John’s room. You know since I bought the house your cousins don’t actually live there but with their mother. They each have a room for when they stay though I figured Lavanya’s room would be too girly for you sport.”


“What if John comes to stay?” I asked.


“Well I know this upcoming weekend he is doing something with some friends and he might stay with one of them. So maybe Lavanya will be coming but not John. If he comes we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. While you‘re staying feel free to have your friends over, we don‘t want you to feel like a guest.” 


“Thanks Uncle John” I said.


“And you can have your girlfriend over if you want, just use some common sense” he said to me with a wink.


“Chitra Shukla and I broke up right before the end of the college year” I told him. We had gone out for eighteen months and most of my family had met and liked her.


“Too bad, any particular reason?” he asked.


“I don’t know, these things happen” I answered vaguely.


It was none of his business in the first place but what could I say. That I was sick of her putting off sex with me because she was scared that I would hurt her if I fucked her. That she would give me hand jobs and lame blowjobs but wouldn’t let me go down on her because she was afraid she might enjoy herself too much and lose control. That when we first went out, while we kissed and petted I had fingered her to orgasm but now she wouldn’t even let me do that anymore. I was about to be joining engineering and I was still a virgin. My hand aided by porn on the computer was my sex life right now.


“I hear you sport, but now you can play the field, eh” Uncle John said grinning.


We arrived at his house in a few more minutes. He had a nice sized house and yard on the outskirts of town where most of the newer houses were being built. He pulled into the driveway and parked next to Aunt Anushka’s car. I carried my bags as Uncle John opened the front door.


“Honey we’re home” he called out as we went in to the air conditioned comfort.


“Be right there” I heard a voice in the recess of the house say.


In a moment my Aunt Anushka came into view. She gave my uncle a quick peck on the cheek and headed to me. It took all my willpower to maintain my composure. She had obviously been sunning herself by the pool. All she was wearing was a tiny bikini with a sheer cover-up and flip flops. I had never realized how sexy she was before. At family gatherings she had always dressed demurely. She had appeared attractive to me but in a more wholesome girl next door way. Now she was a bombshell.



She gave me a hug and stretched her petite frame to give me a kiss. I saw the golden streaks in her short more interest to me were her firm breasts which pressed into me as we hugged. I also noticed that surprisingly her navel was pierced. I guess that teachers let their hair down during summer vacation as well.



“Rocky, glad to see you. We’re so glad you could stay with us. Now are you hungry?

“No thanks Aunt Anushka, I ate dinner before I came” I answered “right now I just want to put my stuff away.”


She looked up at my eyes, seemingly reluctant to end our embrace although she finally did. 

“Of course Rocky. Honey why don’t you fire up the grill while I show Rocky to his room.”


“Good idea Anushka. Steaks will be ready in a jiffy. Rocky if you get hungry later there is plenty so don’t hesitate. We’ll be by the pool” my uncle answered before heading toward the back.


I followed his wife as we climbed the wide staircase to the second floor. Part of me didn’t want to but I found my eyes drawn to Aunt Anushka’s firm round backside as I followed a few steps behind her.



 More than once she turned back towards me with an enigmatic half smile on her face. We reached the top of the stairs and turned right in the hallway.

“Mine and your uncle’s room is at the other end of the hall and this room is Lavanya’s” she said while passing a closed door, “John’s room is at the end and is over the garage so it has plenty of privacy as well as its own bathroom.”


After saying this she opened the door at the end of the hall and walked in. The room was good sized, bigger than my room at home, and appeared even larger because it seemed sparsely furnished. There was a double bed against one wall, a dresser across the room as well as a desk and chair. A small flat screen TV was on the wall and an open door led to the small bathroom. There wasn’t even a trace of personality in the room and it was obvious my cousin had done nothing to make it his own. I put my suitcase on the floor and my laptop bag on the desk.


“We have wi-fi access if you want to surf the net for entertainment” Aunt Anushka informed me “and we’ll be by the pool if you want to come hang out or eat. I spend practically the whole summer lounging by the pool so I’m sure we’ll be seeing plenty of each other.”



I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying I’d seen plenty of her already and it was stimulating me greatly. Since the lingering hug downstairs I had been fighting a losing battle trying to prevent an erection from developing. Luckily my pants were loose enough to somewhat obscure that fact. As Aunt Anushka started to leave she paused in the doorway and turned.

“Unfortunately the view from the windows in this room is of the driveway. Too bad it doesn’t look over the back. I gather from your glances that you’d enjoy that view more.”



After saying that she left closing the door behind her. I exhaled as she left the room. Had she noticed how I admired her trim and curvy figure I wondered to myself. Is that why she commented on the view? These next two and a half weeks would be tough on me. I was getting a boner from my uncle’s wife who stated that she would be by the pool all the time, no doubt wearing revealing swimsuits the whole time driving me crazy if I let it. My overactive libido would be on overdrive and the worst thing was because she was married to my uncle I shouldn’t even notice her in that way. I decided to spend as little time there as possible. With work and hanging with my friends I could keep busy and just sleep there. But tonight I didn’t feel like going anywhere.


I had worked earlier today and I had work tomorrow morning so I decided to just chill. I found an empty drawer and put my clothes there and then put my toiletries in the bathroom. I plugged in my laptop and turned it on. Adjusting my bulge I sat at the desk. There was no point in resisting my urges at this point. Some days I jerked off three times in order to stay satisfied and with the stimulation Aunt Anushka had given me I knew I needed relief. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my knees before opening a file where I stored my favorite videos and slipping on the headphones.There was one I often used as the girl in it reminded me of my ex . Slowly I stroked my fat cock up and down while the girl in the video sucked the guy’s hard on. I was working my piece faster now and though it had reached full size I just wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t because I wasn’t horny, I realized that it was because the girl didn’t remind me of Aunt Anushka. 


I turned the video off and connected to the net and typed in my favorite porn site. Using the search engine I skimmed thru a bunch of milf/cougar videos until I found one where the woman had a resemblance to the object of my desire. Soon I was so excited I had to slow myself down to prevent cumming too fast. I spit on my hand and slowly worked myself back toward the finish line. The woman was now getting it doggy style from her son’s friend. It was easy to imagine it was her on the receiving end of the fucking. The actor didn’t resemble me at all and he was also smaller than me in the cock department but when the camera angle was from behind I was able to suspend disbelief.



My orgasm was getting close as I imagined me fucking Aunt Anushka when out of the corner of my eye I saw something. Turning my head while continuing to stroke I saw Aunt Anushka standing in the doorway with her mouth open and her face a veritable cauldron of emotions. Shock, surprise and yes lust were written onto her features. She had changed from her bikini and was wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt and by the way her breasts looked she wasn’t wearing a bra.



Certainly I was startled at seeing her there, but my hand kept pumping and gazing at her sexy body was enough to trigger my orgasm. I groaned as my first spurt actually went high in the air and over the computer hitting the wall behind the desk. I managed to adjust the angle of my erupting prick as I continued shooting streams of cum. They actually made noise as they hit the desk I was cumming so hard. It was like a cannon going off. Aunt Anushka stood there watching all this and her tongue flicked along the edge of her red lips. 

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Finally with a shudder I squeezed the last drop from my head and sank back into the chair. Involuntarily I closed my eyes and moaned softly from the intensity of my orgasm. When I opened my eyes she was gone and the door was closed but I heard the sound of her footfalls receding. Now I had done it. She was probably going to tell my uncle what I had done. Possibly she would demand that the pervert nephew be expelled from her happy home.



I scrambled to clean up the mess after pulling up my pants. I was surprised there was so much cum. It was everywhere but I managed to get it all. After fifteen minutes with no visit from my uncle I relaxed enough to realize that nothing would happen tonight. I changed to a pair of shorts to sleep in and aided by my recent orgasm I was soon asleep.


When I woke the next day I had a morning hard-on caused no doubt by the many dreams of Aunt Anushka that I experienced overnight. I jumped in the shower quickly and got myself ready. When I slipped out the house it was silent as I headed off to work. It was busy so for the most part I could avoid thinking about what had taken place. I did know that under the best of circumstances I’d find it hard to meet Aunt Anushka’s no doubt disapproving gaze.


After work I met up with some friends and we hung out, first at one of their houses, and then later at the 7-11 parking lot. While there I managed to talk to a pretty blonde girl who came in with her friends. They were going to a party that night and her friends implored her to stop wasting time with a kid when “men” would be at the party. Before leaving Rakul, that’s her name, did give me her number and told me to call her sometime.


My idiot friends acted like fools about it all which convinced me that I was right in not telling them anything about what happened the night before. Later I received a phone call from my uncle wondering what was going on and when I was coming back.


“Sorry Uncle John, after work I met up with some of my friends and I grabbed something to eat. I’ll be there later, not too late I promise. From now on I’ll let you guys know what my plans are. My parents are used to it but I should have let you know.”


“It’s ok Rocky, just Anushka was worried about you. You know how women worry. Have a good time and I’ll see you soon.”


The mention of her name reminded me why I didn’t want to get back right away. Then one of the older guys from the neighborhood came by and left us with some beers. More as a distraction I had two or four of them. I slipped in past midnight and crept up the stairs to my room. There came the faint sound of a TV playing in my uncle’s room. After a fast shower to rinse the days cares off me I put on a pair of boxers and went to bed. It took some time to finally welcome Morpheus, as a more delightful vision clouded my mind, but eventually after some delay I slumbered.


It must have been a satisfying dream for me to wake so stimulated I thought the next morning. When my awakening body started to stretch my left arm collided with something soft and warm. My eyes shot open and I would have sat up except a small, tan arm was thrown across my chest.


“Hmmm don’t move Rocky we were having such a good time. Don’t you want some fun, hmmm?”


Turning my face I looked into her face a foot from mine. Aunt Anushka’s hand slid down my torso and settled on top of my covered erection and gave it a light squeeze. I involuntarily groaned as I felt her touch to the depths of my swollen nuts. 



“I think someone has to take care of this for you Rocky and I’m volunteering for the job” she said while her fingers worked through the open fly and made contact with my hot flesh.


When I attempted to roll onto my side to face her Aunt Anushka rebuffed me.

“No stay on your back Rocky and let me take care of you first. You’re about to burst now, you poor thing, just get those boxers off for me.”


Lifting my ass from the bed I pushed them down past my knees but before I could finish she pounced on me and swallowed the engorged head of my prick. I fell back and let her continue with her assault. Aunt Anushka encircled the base with her fingers standing it straight up from my body. She crouched there and began to run her tongue all around the swollen head like it was an ice cream cone. She then took it into her mouth again and worked it over with her tongue. 



Aunt Anushka positioned her body between my legs and as she did the oversized t-shirt she had on rode up to mid thigh showing even more of her tanned legs. She was now sliding my cock as deep into her mouth as she could while drooling all over it. Her saliva ran down the part of the shaft not in her mouth while her small hand worked it into my skin with a light stroking motion.

Aunt Anushka increased the tempo of her sucking as my head hit the back of her warm mouth repeatedly. She was making little noises as her full mouth stretched to accommodate my thickness. When her free hand caressed my swollen balls it triggered a powerful response from my over stimulated equipment.

“Fuck Aunt Anushka I’m going to cum” I managed to gasp out as I felt the fluid pulsing up my shaft.


She pulled her mouth off me causing a disappointed cry to escape my lips. Aunt Anushka grabbed my cock and pumped it rapidly as it exploded into the air before landing on my chest, stomach and the bed. As each spurt came out Aunt Anushka ooohed and aaahed like it was a show. After six or seven shots just a little more oozed from the head. She leaned it and licked it clean causing me to let out another moan. When she squeezed out and ate every last drop she looked up at me and smiled. 



“Did you like that Rocky, did it feel good what I did?” she asked. Then before even giving me a chance to answer her, Aunt Anushka crawled forward and began to lick up the sperm that landed on my torso. As she did I roused myself into action and slid my hand to her leg where I pulled up the material of her shirt until it was above her waist. Aunt Anushka had on a tiny black thong underneath.

When my hand crept between her thighs she shuddered slightly and as I felt the smooth fabric I realized there was a damp spot there. Back and forth the knife edge of my hand went rubbing against her covered mound causing Aunt Anushka to begin squirming. She writhed up my body and leaned down and kissed me. Eagerly I returned her kiss and pulled her supple body against mine. We continued to kiss as she now ground her pelvis against mine.



Rolling us over so I was on top of her, I began to shower her neck and collarbone with kisses. As I worked down her body my hand advanced ahead, rubbing her pussy again and making her respond by pushing her mound against my hand. When I kissed her belly her legs spread wider. I knelt upright and took a hold of her waistband with both hands and pulled with a smooth motion until her thong slid down past her feet.



When I turned my gaze upon her naked pussy for the first time I was frozen for a minute by its beauty. Aunt Anushka had a small landing strip of pubic hair leading to the most delectable pussy I could imagine. It was pink with puffy lips which glistened with her secretions and her hard little nub peeked halfway out of its hood. I was momentarily speechless on seeing my first live pussy close up. Aunt Anushka broke the spell I was under when she reached a hand down and spread her lips apart with her fingers.

“Are you going to eat it or do you just want to look at it?” she asked before giggling.



“I so want to eat you” I replied “but I’m not sure what to do. I’ve never done it before.”


“You mean you never went down on your little girlfriend what’s her name before?” Aunt Anushka asked incredulously.


“Chitra would never let me” I truthfully answered. “She felt she would get too excited and lose control and might let me, you know…”


“Fuck her you mean.”


“Yeah” I said embarrassed.


“And what would be wrong with that, I plan on letting you, I mean demanding that you fuck me with that big cock of yours” Aunt Anushka said with a wicked grin.


I smiled back at her just imagining losing my virginity to this hot woman who was also married to my uncle.


“chitra isn’t a virgin, but she told me her old boyfriend hurt her when they did it and because I’m bigger down there than he was she figured I’d really hurt her.”


“Such a silly girl” Aunt Anushka replied “if she would have taken the time to become properly lubricated she could have really enjoyed herself with you. But on a positive note that means I get to. So Rocky does that mean that you’re still a virgin?”


Hanging my head I softly said “Yes”.


“Don’t worry you won’t be for long but first I want you to lick my pussy so I’m nice and wet. Then you can put that monster in me. Your uncle is much smaller and I’m not used to one your size so get busy.”

My ego swelled hearing that I was much larger and at this moment I was so horny that I felt no guilt over having sex with my uncle’s wife. I brought my head down so close that I could smell her intoxicating musky odor. My tongue stretched out and for the first time I tasted a woman’s nectar. It tasted great and I started to lap away like crazy. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Anushka’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it.



I’d seen videos so I knew to start paying attention to her clit. When I first flicked it with my tongue her body shuddered so I continued to massage it with the tip of my tongue. Aunt Anushka really liked this and I discovered she was a moaner. She began letting out a series of moans getting progressively louder and punctuated with comments.


“That’s a good boy Rocky, keep licking your Aunt Anushka like that. Ooh I love how your tongue feels, don’t stop.”



There was no way I would have stopped short of being struck down by some calamitous event. Her juices were coating my chin as they flowed freely from her and she was rocking her hips slightly side to side now.

“I’m close Rocky, so close. Please put your finger inside me now” she ordered with a desperate edge to her voice.

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I didn’t need to be told twice. Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Anushka began to tremble I worked a second digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her body shook. Finally Aunt Anushka’s muscles relaxed and using both hands she lifted my head from her and looked into my eyes.


“Were you pulling my leg Rocky? You said you never did that before, then you’re a natural at eating pussy.”

Smiling from her praise I attempted to resume my oral attention but Aunt Anushka refused to let me. She actually pulled me up towards her by my hair.



“You can go back to that later in fact I want to sit on your handsome face. But first I want that cock of yours inside me baby.”

That sounded great I had to admit. Finally I would lose my virginity and to my absolutely smoking Aunt. One of her hands took my shaft just below the head as I positioned my body between her outstretched thighs. She rubbed the head against the outside of her swollen pink lips a few times smearing her juices on my head making it slippery. Aunt Anushka pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard, then slipped her agile tongue between my lips. When I started to suck on it she guided my head between her soaked lips.



We both moaned from the pleasure of our first joining. Slowly I sank into the depths of her paradise, her tight love muscle enveloping me. When I was halfway in she paused to lift her legs up in the air and hook them around my waist. She broke our kiss long enough to give me instructions.
“Take it nice and slow to start with. Work it back and forth and go a little deeper a bit at a time until I adjust to you my big nephew.”



My hips began to move to the unspoken rhythm of love, moving slowly at first but as we went on starting to increase the tempo while also working more of my cock into her. Aunt Anushka was making unintelligible sounds now. They almost sounded like words but not quite. Her hand had slid down to near the base of my shaft and when I started to move rapidly in her she gripped it tightly at the base and squeezed hard.


“Slow it down a little baby, make it last” she whispered in my ear “nice and steady until we can’t take it any more.”

Following her lead I began to move my hips in a more controlled way but I also managed to reach as deep as she could take me. I continued my thrusting and Aunt Anushka’s eyes were closed now and her moans became louder and closer together. When she cried out in passion and dug her fingernails into my back I lost the control I had been showing.



My cock began pounding her hard and fast and I felt my heart begin to race. The only question in my mind was whether I would cum before my heart burst from my efforts. To be honest at that moment as long as I came I don’t think I would have cared. My hips became a blur but when Aunt Anushka recovered her wits enough to squeeze me with her velvety soft muscle I lost it. My back arched as I felt my cum surge thru me and into her waiting tunnel. I collapsed onto her soft, warm body as jet after jet filled her womanhood with my seed. When I recovered enough to move I kissed Aunt Anushka slowly and passionately until her toes curled and she wrapped her limbs around me.



“You naughty boy. Driving me even crazier than I was. Since I saw you stroking yourself that is all I can think of. I practically attacked your uncle that night but now I’ve had the real thing and its sooo good.”

She kissed my cheek and then rolled off the bed and stood up.


“Get in the shower and then come down for breakfast. You are going need the energy, if I’m not mistaken you don’t have to work today. Don’t worry I plan on working you hard.”



Laughing from her innuendo Aunt Anushka picked her clothing up and sauntered her way to the door, her sculpted ass teasing me. I felt myself twitch as I sat up at the edge of the bed. It was now official that I was a man. After a fast shower I put on a pair of lounge pants and slippers and headed downstairs. The smell of coffee brewing guided me to the kitchen where Aunt Anushka was wearing an apron as she cooked eggs on the stove but nothing was on underneath it.



“Sit down and eat, there’s a bowl of fruit to start with.”


“I’d rather eat you again” I said attempting to embrace her.


Aunt Anushka deftly sidestepped me and pointed at the table. Reluctantly I sat and picked an orange from the bowl and peeled it. In a minute she placed a plate with scrambled eggs in front of me and kissed the top of my head.



“How do you take your coffee Rocky?”


“Black with sugar, just a little though. I don’t like my coffee as sweet as you.”

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She groaned and swatted me for my pun before placing my coffee on the table. Aunt Anushka plucked a peach from the bowl and began to nibble daintily on it. Watching her mouth work on the fruit made my hard-on like a steel beam. I doubt my food stayed long enough in my mouth for me to taste it as I gobbled it down. Standing I selected a juicy looking peach and took a bite from it. I stepped next to Aunt Anushka and pushed the top of the apron aside before rubbing the peach against her shapely breast.




She groaned as the juices coated her small, perfectly formed tit. I ground it into her pink nipple before replacing it with my eager mouth. I sucked hard on her causing her to dig her fingers into my arm. I smeared her other breast with the peach then started to work a sticky trail downward. I followed the juice trail first to her breast, before my tongue traced and lapped up the peach juice mixed with her sweet sweat.



Aunt Anushka gasped when I lifted her up and sat her at the edge of the table. My cock was so hard I just wanted to jam it in her but somehow I resisted. Crouching before her I placed her legs on my shoulders. Then I buried my face in what I figured was the worlds tastiest pussy. My tongue snaked its way between her lips and explored the walls of her vagina. Reaching as deep as I could, I spun and twirled my tongue while Aunt Anushka went crazy.



There was pre-cum oozing from my head so I pushed my pants down as I continued sodomizing Aunt Anushka. Her breathing was becoming rapid and uneven and when I withdrew my tongue and instead sucked her hard clit into my lips she screamed and I was rewarded with her delicious nectar flooding out.

I stood up keeping her legs on my shoulders and began to slide my engorged prick on the outside of her wet lips. Her eyes pleaded silently for me to penetrate her opening but I was enjoying teasing a woman for a change. They always had me horny and feeling out of control so it was nice to return the favor.


My left hand caressed her firm ass cheek while my right pushed down on my shaft keeping it pressed to the wet furrow of Aunt Anushka’s sopping pussy. Again and again I rubbed it against her clit driving her crazy. She was now practically begging for it.


“Oh put your cock in me Rocky, I need it so bad. Stop being a bastard and give your Aunt what she needs. Fill me up baby, I want it so bad.”


Her dirty talk was too much for me so I slid my swollen head to her gates and squeezed in the tip. My plan had been to tease her some more but once I felt her lips part then close around me I lost all cognitive ability. My hips thrust forward driving into Aunt Anushka as far as she could take. There was no control or thought from us right now. I fucked her like an animal and she responded in kind. While I pounded her sweet pussy her nails carved her claim to my body.



If I hadn’t already come twice today I surely wouldn’t have lasted two minutes. In spite of that I knew I wouldn’t last long and didn’t care. This was what paradise must be like I thought as I slid in and out of her. My mouth fastened onto a sweet, sticky breast as I felt nirvana approach. For the second time that day I released inside her. My body shuddered with each spurt until my balls felt empty. Slowly I withdrew my now softening dick. Aunt Anushka wasted no time in sliding off the table and crouching before me whereupon she took my sensitive member between her lips.


My cry of anguished pleasure caused her to meet my gaze with her own. Her brown eyes twinkled and she raised an eyebrow as her tongue continued to lick my head. There is no telling what would have happened next as we were both startled by the unexpected sound of the front door slamming closed. We both froze.



“Hello is anyone here? It’s me Lavanya.”

My younger cousin had shown up unannounced.



to be continued...........

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Bro please one story
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Bro Nabha natesh Fakes not available . if you want i will update with out pics ..........

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Hansika full story bro ..

Sure bro . once Meena and Hansika completed i will ...

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Bro write a story on mehareen bro

In progress. i will try to update on Saturday. 

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#My New Aunty Anushka - update 2

On hearing Lavanya’s voice we both began to scramble. My pants were lying on the floor next to me so I quickly grabbed them and slipped them on covering my half hard cock. Aunt Anushka motioned for me to intercept my cousin before she could reach the kitchen. Stepping into my slippers I hurried out of the kitchen and almost collided with my pretty little cousin.







“Lavanya” I said “Uncle John didn’t say you were coming today. Glad to see you.”







“Hi Rocky, my father told me you were going to be staying here for a couple of weeks. I came over to get some tanning in. It’s so nice here and if it gets too hot I can just jump in the pool and cool off. Is Anushka around?” she asked quizzically.





“She’s around somewhere because she made breakfast a little while ago. Not sure where she got to.”





“That’s okay, I’m sure I’ll see her. Well let me go up to my room and change. Are you going to come by the pool and hang?”





“I guess so” I answered her.





Lavanya gave me a quick hug then headed toward the stairs. When she disappeared upstairs Aunt Anushka crept from the kitchen wearing a robe over her recently sexed body. She gave me a wet kiss and groped my package before whispering in my ear.







“That was a close call, good work Rocky. I’m going to take a shower then I guess I’ll head to the pool. Lavanya and I have bonded together tanning this year.”





My eyes watched her robe covered ass sway as she walked away from me making my cock twitch again. Returning to the kitchen I poured myself another cup of coffee. In a few minutes Lavanya came in on her way to the backyard. She had on a tiny neon pink bikini which showed off her developing curves to great advantage. I looked down at my coffee to prevent myself from ogling my cousin. Due to this mornings events I was in a sexually charged state of mind and I didn’t wish to act stupid.







“There’s a little coffee left if you want ” I told her.





“Uhhg, I don’t want hot coffee when I’m going to sit in the sun. Hurry up and get going” she said as she headed to the sliding doors.



Glancing from the corner of my eye I noticed that Lavanya had on a thong bottom and that her ass was outstanding. Quickly I looked away feeling guilty. Not only had I just lost my virginity to my uncle’s wife earlier today, now I was checking out his daughter’s, my cousin’s, hot ass. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Aunt Anushka come in. It wasn’t until her hand brushed against my shoulder that I looked up into her eyes.







“Thinking about me Rocky” she said while leaning over my back and running her hand on my chest. My body responded instantly to her touch and I felt my erection swelling again.



“You’re driving me crazy Aunt Anushka” I said which was true as far as it went. “But shouldn’t we be careful with Lavanya here?”



“Spoilsport” she answered “but I suppose you’re right. See you shortly.”



Aunt Anushka’s hand touched my cheek as she too headed for the backyard. She was wearing the cobalt blue suite. This should be fun I thought to myself. My cousin and my Aunt wearing next to nothing while I hung out with them. Add to the mix what me and Aunt Anushka had been up to and it was a recipe for torture of me. After changing to my swim trunks I went out to the patio to join them. They were very cozy lounging on adjacent chaise recliners and laughing and talking. Lavanya motioned for me to join them while Aunt Anushka played it cool behind her large sunglasses.







Ignoring Lavanya’s invitation I instead dove into the pool. The water was nice and warm as I swam a number of laps. Finally tiring of that I emerged dripping from the pool at which point I was hit by a towel Aunt Anushka playfully threw at me. Drying myself off I sat on the chaise next to her and stretched out. I couldn’t help but notice that Lavanya had looked at me with a puzzled expression. After a few minutes Aunt Anushka stood and announced she was going to make a pitcher of iced tea and did we want some to which we both replied in the affirmative. As soon as she went in my cousin moved and sat in the lounger next to me.







“My God Rocky, I hadn’t noticed earlier but what happened to you?”



“What are you talking about ?” I answered.





“Your back, you have so many scratches on it one would think an animal attacked you. Although I would guess in a sense that’s true.”



“I don’t know, maybe it happened at work” I said vaguely. I didn’t like lying to her but I certainly couldn’t tell her who marked me….



“Yeah right cousin. I might be a year younger than you but I didn’t just get off the boat. I know what fingernail marks look like and you have a giant case of that. But I have my sources and I’ll find out.”



I didn’t answer her and when Aunt Anushka came out with iced tea and glasses Lavanya returned to her seat. She served us all and sat down again. After this Lavanya was quiet but I noticed she was playing with her phone a lot. A couple of hours later we all went in for lunch. While we were sitting there eating Lavanya surprised me with a question.





“So Rocky I heard you met Rakul the other night. Is that true?”



The question caught me by surprise and I also noticed that Aunt Anushka’s ears perked up as well. Taking a deep breath first I arranged my thoughts before answering.





“Yeah I met some girl named Rakul the other night when I was hanging out with my friends. She seemed cool but she was going to some party. How do you know her and about this?”





During my answer I noticed Aunt Anushka was gripping her glass so tight her knuckles turned white but fortunately Lavanya was too busy watching me to notice her reaction.





“I told you I have my sources” she said with a smug smile “I’m friends with Kayla one of the girls she was with. I heard she was very impressed with you and is eagerly awaiting your call. You are going to call her?”





“I don’t know” I answered helplessly. I felt both their eyes watching me with much different expectations. After lunch when they went back to the pool I went upstairs instead and took a nap. The earlier activities had done a lot to wear me out and lying in the sun always made me sleepy. When I awoke it was early evening so I dressed and went downstairs.





My uncle had arrived a little while before and he was about to drive Lavanya home. He greeted me and she came up to me and gave me a hug and said goodbye.





“Don’t worry cousin, I’ll be back tomorrow and I’ll be staying the weekend so you won’t miss me for too long.” Then in a lower voice she said “Don’t forget to call Rakul” before bouncing out the door.





The door had barely closed before Aunt Anushka came right up to me and started to kiss me passionately. Then right before ending the kiss she bit my lip and stepped back with her eyes blazing with an inner fire.







“And who is this Rakul tramp?” she demanded to know.



“Like I said just a girl I met the other night. I really don’t know her Aunt Anushka.”





That seemed to placate her a bit and the next thing I knew she had crouched in front of me and was rubbing my crotch with one hand while the other was unfastening my pants. With a triumphant squeal she succeeded in pulling them down and freeing my semi-erect cock. She placed her face right next to it and began to lick along the side of it. Aunt Anushka ran her tongue from the base up to the mushroom head before opening her lips and welcoming it into her mouth.







The feeling was wonderful and I couldn’t help reaching down and gently running my fingers through her silky hair. She looked up at me while continuing to suck on my head and the top of my shaft. Aunt Anushka was now wearing an aqua tank top with no bra and a multi-colored gauzy summery skirt and I noticed her hand which wasn’t holding my shaft was busy rubbing between her thighs. That made me so horny I pulled her to her feet and kissed her deeply. After breaking the kiss I pushed her so that she was bent over the table behind the couch and I raised her skirt above her waist. It came as no surprise that she wasn’t wearing panties.

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“Yes that’s it Rocky, bend me over and fuck me. Fill me with your cock baby. You know your Aunt Anushka wants it bad.” I wasted no time with niceties. As soon as my head was at her wet, puffy lips I drove it home all the way. She shuddered and gasped as I reached the back of her tunnel. Pulling everything but my head out I slammed it back again. 




One hand grabbed her tiny waist while my other worked under her shirt until I was pinching her hard nipple. In and out I pounded her as hard as I could forcing deep moans from her throat.



As I continued pumping my Aunt’s sweet snatch I noticed that the only thing keeping her on her feet was the table she was leaning on combined with my body forcing her further on top of it. Reluctantly I pulled out of her and helped her to in front of the sofa where I lowered my Aunt to the floor on her knees and pushed her torso onto the couch. Crouching down I again drove as much of my length as she could take into her.



Supporting my weight on the sofa I began rapid thrusting her sweetness again. The sound of my thighs slapping into Aunt Anushka’s flanks filled the room along with her moans. She reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit in time with our fucking. It wasn’t long before she let out a wail and her whole body stiffened. Pausing what I was doing I leaned in and managed to kiss her red lips as she came down from her high.

“Come on Rocky, fuck me. Your Uncle will be back soon and I want to feel you cum in me again.”

Aunt Anushka’s words spurred me onward. I now held firmly to her hips with both hands and moved as fast as I could. She then reached between our legs and cupped my balls with her soft hand. That caused me to redouble my efforts and with a strangled cry I discharged my semen into her yet again.

My cock was still seeping when I pulled it from her. Aunt Anushka wasted no time in twisting to where she could get her mouth to it where she licked it clean driving me insane from the feeling on my sensitive member. When it was clean she helped me get my pants up and she tucked it in for me.



“I have to clean myself before John gets back” she said smiling “it wouldn’t be smart to leave it.”

“Well Aunt Anushka I’m going out to meet my friends” I replied to her.

“So it’s just cum and run with me?” 

“It’s not that but I don’t think I can face Uncle John right now with what we’ve been doing” I truthfully replied feeling a bit guilty now.

“Don’t worry about it Rocky. Besides I don’t think you’ll be looking for some tramp now. Have fun.”

She kissed me and headed to the downstairs bathroom as I left. Though I did feel bad about my uncle I also knew there was no way I could say no to Aunt Anushka’s charms. There was a party at a kid’s house in my neighborhood so I hung there for awhile until my friend told me Rakul was also there. So I went over and said hello to her and her friend. After a minute her friend made herself scarce so we could spend some time alone. 



We talked and she seemed like a real cool girl and I wound up asking her out on Sunday night and she accepted. Before she left I could read the signals she was sending me and I kissed her. Her face was turned up to me and her bottom lip was quivering as I leaned in and our mouths met. Rakul tasted like strawberries (in fact she had been chewing strawberry gum) and the kiss was as sweet as one. Afterwards she smiled shyly and looked at the ground.



 The rest of the night I was flying high as a kite. It wasn’t until I entered the front door that I thought about the possible complications.
The next morning I had work so I left early in the morning and didn’t get back until mid afternoon. As I was arriving a car pulled into the driveway and parked. My cousin Lavanya bounded out of it carrying a bag with her. Then the driver emerged, it was Aunt Rambha, my uncle’s first wife who I hadn’t seen in a couple of years since the divorce. She hadn’t changed much in that time. Aunt Rambha was fairly tall for a woman, around 5’5” with long black, curly hair. She could never have been described as waiflike, she wasn’t fat but she had plenty of curves.



“Rocky how are you? Ash was right - you are all grown up now” she said to me as a way of greeting.

“Hey Aunt Rambha long time, no see” I answered her.

“Come on and give me a hug, you’re not too old for that. Damn I remember baby sitting you when you were just out of diapers.”

Aunt Rambha had always been good in my book and I had been sad when they divorced. We embraced and it really felt nice being so close to her. Her hair smelled nice and her skin was soft and warm and truth be told her large breasts felt great pushed against my body. When we broke the hug she stepped back and I swear she checked me out, giving me the once over. Lavanya came around and gave her mother a hug goodbye. Right before Aunt Rambha got in the car she paused and turned to me.

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“I know it’s asking a lot from you since I see you’re just getting back from work but do you think you could do me a favor. John Jr. was supposed to but he went to stay at a friends this weekend. It won’t take long and I’ll drive you and pay you for it” she said in a pleading tone.

“Uh sure Aunt Rambha, no problem” I replied.

“Lavanya just let everyone know that I’m borrowing your cousin but I’ll have him back soon, ok.”

“No problem Mom, see you Rocky.”

I got in the passenger door and Aunt Rambha took off. To be honest I hadn’t ridden with her for awhile and I had forgotten how she drove a little like a maniac. She would honk or tailgate if she thought you weren’t moving fast enough and even flipped the bird at some little old lady who was traveling very slow. We arrived at her house in record time where I followed her to the front door. In spite of what had been happening, or maybe because of it, I found myself watching her big, round ass that was squeezed into a pair of denim shorts as we walked. We entered the house and she led me up to the attic where there were four large, plastic storage bins.

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“They have a lot of my summer clothes in them and your cousin has been promising to bring them down but he still hasn’t and every time I need to get something I come up and take it out. So please if you don’t mind can you bring them down to my room” she said almost apologetically.


“Sure thing Aunt Rambha” I answered.

Lifting the first bin I wondered how lazy my cousin had become. It wasn’t that heavy and he was certainly strong enough to do this. She followed me down and directed me to put it down near the footboard of her bed. As I headed up for the next one Aunt Rambha started to open it and go through the clothing. In rapid succession I brought down the other bins. When I brought the final bin into her room Aunt Rambha was bent at the waist with her big ass in the air as she searched for something. With a triumphant cry she straightened up while clutching something in her hand.

“Found it” she exclaimed holding a bikini top against her t-shirt covered chest “now I wonder if it still fits.”



Turning her back to me she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the bed showing me her naked back. There was an immediate rushing of blood to my groin as I caught a side glimpse of her large full breast. Turning she just held the scraps to herself making no effort to fasten it.



“How does it look Rocky?” she asked in a throaty whisper.


“It looks good Aunt Rambha but I don’t know about this…” I began when she silenced me by stepping right up to me and dropping then top on her bed revealing her large natural breasts in all their glory. They sagged a little but they were round and beautiful with brown areolas and nipples which were already erect.



 When her hand grabbed my cock through my pants I groaned with desire.

“What do you have for your Aunt, Rocky? A nice big hard cock it feels like to me.”

I pulled her to me and crushed her lips to mine. Her hands were frantically working on unfastening my pants. My hand reached down and assisted her and as soon as she freed my erection she sank down my body, her heavy breasts rubbing the length of my torso on her trip down. Aunt Rambha positioned them on either side of my cock almost making it disappear.


“Come on Rocky, fuck my big tits, you know you want to” she encouraged me.



Not that I needed much of that to spur me on. Seizing her shoulders in my hand I started to thrust my hips driving my prick between her mammary flesh. She pushed them together more, creating extra friction for me. Between our movements and the heat of the day we were now bathed in sweat and I slipped easily against her hot skin. Groans were escaping my lips on a more frequent basis when Aunt Rambha abruptly stopped what she was doing and stood. She lifted my shirt up over my head and dropped it before pushing me back onto the bed.

Bending at the waist Aunt Rambha took the head of my cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. Looking me straight in my eyes she started to work it to the back of her mouth coating it with saliva. Up and down she worked my shaft taking me to the depths of her mouth until for the first time in my young life she managed to get it down her throat. I gasped as she continued down until her lips brushed against my wiry pubic hair. Aunt Rambha paused momentarily before reversing the process and completely pulling her mouth from my dick.



Smiling broadly at me she asked “How did you like that Rocky?”

“Oh my God Aunt rambha, that was awesome. No one ever did that to me before.”

“Well I am an expert at cocksucking and deep throating. It’s the reason your Uncle divorced me, well because I was doing it to others besides him, I guess” she said with a laugh.



That was news to me, no one in the family ever knew why they divorced. They had both remained tight lipped about the reasons. Aunt Rambha now began to remove her shorts and panties, rolling them past her ample hips and down her thick legs. I sat up long enough to kick my sneakers off and push my pants to the floor. Now nude Aunt Rambha crawled onto the bed and positioned herself with her legs straddling my head.



First she lowered her musky cunt to my eager mouth before leaning down and licking my cock like a popsicle. For my part I grabbed hold of her round posterior and began to lick at her purplish lips. She reacted instantly to this by pressing her mound into my face. Her hand raised up my shaft and she again took it into her mouth. This was my first sixty nine and I was loving it. My tongue lashed away at her lips funneling her womanly juices onto my tongue and chin.



Every now and then I would be forced to pause as my senses were reeling from her expert oral talents but I would quickly resume my own efforts. Aunt Rambha had slightly shifted her body so her mouth could reach my ball sac and swallow one into her hot mouth. That allowed me to raise my head a few inches off the bed. When this happened my nose slid inside the entrance to her wet hole and my tongue began to play with her swollen clit.

Aunt Rambha seemed to greatly enjoy this as she pulled her mouth from my balls although she kept a tight grip with her hand on my shaft and stroked it. Her pelvis rocked back and forth on my face with my nose being swallowed inside her hungry pussy. My tongue continued flicking her clit and her body started to tremble. When I sucked it between my lips she screamed out “I’m cumming Rocky” and I felt my nose flooded with her orgasmic nectar. Her body collapsed onto mine but though the speed was greatly reduced she managed to still slowly stroke me.

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After a minute spent recovering Aunt Rambha managed to disentangle her limbs from mine. She repositioned herself so that she was straddling my torso but facing me. Leaning down we eagerly kissed as I slid my pussy juice coated tongue into her mouth. Our tongues danced with each other as Aunt Rambha ground her wet pussy against my pelvic bone. Then she reached back and grabbed my cock and guided it to her sopping pussy and sank down on it.


When my thick meat penetrated between her lips her breath was forced into my mouth. Waiting a minute to adjust to her pussy being filled Aunt Rambha looked me in the eye with a lust crazed expression. Slowly and inexorably her vagina swallowed more of my manroot until she couldn’t take anymore. With me pressing against her cervix she then reversed course and slid up my pole until only the head remained inside her.



Aunt Rambha built up a good rhythm working herself up and down me until I grabbed her big ass with both hands and rapidly pumped into her. The sound of my flesh slapping against hers mingled with our moans and groans of pleasure while the room smelled like raw sex. Her face was buried against my neck as I increased my tempo to a breakneck pace. With almost no warning my balls sent the fluid up my shaft and I irrigated Aunt Rambha’s fertile valley in waves of creamy jism.



Though I had just cum what felt like buckets Aunt Rambha wasn’t satisfied with this but again began to move on top of me not allowing my erection to subside. I recuperated as she continued to ride my cock, bouncing like crazy, her mane of black hair flying wildly about her pretty face. When I felt recovered enough I slapped her ass and suggested a course of action.



“Aunt Rambha why don’t you move your big ass to the edge of the bed so I can do you doggy style.”

Her eyes lit up and she couldn’t move fast enough. Within a minute she was on her knees with her full moon stuck up in the air and her face on its side pressed to the mattress along with her big breasts and arms. As I stood behind her I stroked my cock and drank in the view of my Aunt who I had known all my life just waiting for me to again slip inside her hot pussy and fuck her some more.



“Rocky I’m waiting for you. I need you in me please” she pleaded.

First I slapped each cheek and watched it jiggle before driving myself deep in her. She let out a plaintive cry as I sank into her wet folds. Aunt Rambha eagerly met my thrusts by pushing her ass back at me as we built a slow steady rhythm. One of her hands crept between her legs and massaged her button pushing her higher. The more excited she became the louder she became. Her moans morphed into dirty talk.

“That’s it Rocky, give it to your Aunt good and hard. Fill me up with your big fuckstick. Oh yeah fuck me in my slutty hole baby.”


Somehow her words spurred me on and turned me on as much as our actions. Something about this woman who had taken care of me when I was a kid saying such filthy things as I pounded her turned me on insanely. I pulled her head up by her hair as my speed increased until I was thrusting wildly.



“Aunt Rambha you slut. I’m getting ready to cum again and when I do I’m going to cum in your dirty mouth and you’ll drink it all down you whore.”

She moaned then said “Yes Rocky, cum in my dirty mouth, give me all your cum and I’ll swallow it down.”

That was it, I lost it then. Pulling out I yanked her head to me but before she could take it between her lips the first shot went off hitting her in her eye and nose. Aunt Rambha managed to get it in her mouth as I came with great force sending thick globs of sperm to the back of her mouth. When I had nothing more to feed her Aunt Rambha released my cock from her mouth and smiled as I watched her throat contract as she swallowed. She opened her mouth to show me it was all gone.



When I stroked her cheek she started to suck on my fingers. Aunt Rambha was an insatiable slut, that was for sure. Twenty minutes later after a fast shower we were in her car approaching my Uncle’s house. She parked around the corner from the house and looked at me with her flashing black eyes.



“If I had known what a stud you were I would have done that a lot sooner Rocky. I’m going to give you my cell number and any time you want, and I do mean any time day or night, you want to do this again you call me. If the kids are home I’ll meet you in the car. You understand honey?”



I just nodded at her. We shared a tender kiss then I got out and headed back to Uncle John’s house. That night Uncle John, Aunt Anushka, Lavanya and I had pizza for dinner then we all watched a movie together. For some reason I felt uncomfortable as both Aunt Anushka and Lavanya were giving me strange looks or staring at me. As soon as the movie was finished I excused myself and went up to my room. The computer gave me some diversion as I hadn’t checked my e-mails all week and after that I messed around a little.