Hot aunty turns the summer heat on
This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here . Velamma was in the kitchen doing the dishes. Her saree was most uncomfortable in the summer heat as her sexy underarms were soaked with sweat. “Uff…” she groaned, “Ramesh, it is so hot, please turn on the AC,” she requested. “The AC? It runs up the electricity bill. Way too early for that” said her miser husband. “See how hot I am, Ramesh. My under-breasts, too, are wet. Please turn it on,” requested Vela. “Are they?” said Ramesh slyly. He took a sudden interest in his sexy wife. “Let me see.” One hand went on Vela’s big tits, and the other went down on her spongy ass to feel her. “I don’t want you. I want cold air!” Velamma rejected him. “Oh dear, okay, let me turn the AC on,” said disappointed Ramesh. Velamma went happily back to her dishes waiting for the cool blast of the AC to caress her. Instead, Ramesh returned sheepishly. “Sorry dear, the AC is on the blink.” “What! Why?” Wailed Velamma. “Yeah, it won’t kick on. But at least we have each other, right?” said Ramesh, leaning into Velamma’s face wanting a kiss. Velamma, annoyed and disappointed, went back to her dishes. Later in bed, Ramesh was sprawled comfortably in his underwear with one hand on Velamma as he snored blissfully. Vela felt miserable. She was hot inside her gown, and no amount of the fan air offered her respite. “Ohhh…” she sighed. “ I can’t take this anymore. Any clothes are too much!” Ramesh, who was sleeping soundly, got disturbed by Vela’s actions, and he stirred. And to his joy found his sexy wife stark naked! “Wow, I am in for a midnight snack!” he thought, as a familiar stirring in his loins woke him up fully. His erect cock was straining to free itself from his jock. He reached up to Velamma and tried to mount her missionary style. He was about to enter her when Vela pushed him aside. “Sorry dear, no AC, no sex.” “Okay, I’ll get it fixed,” grumbled Ramesh reluctantly. The next day morning, after Ramesh left for the office, Vela was back at home washing. “No reason to be fully dressed if I’m just doing chores,” she thought as she rummaged through the cupboard to look for something. “Ramesh’s old cotton nightshirt looks nice and breezy.” Vela quickly undressed and put it on. She was nude under it. “This feels so good!” she thought as she went out in the garden to dry the washed clothes. Every time she raised her arms to reach the clothesline, her shirt lifted all the way to expose the lower side of her sexy ass. Suddenly, her gaze fell on the water hose, and an idea came to her. She pointed the hose towards herself and turned the water on. The cool water hit her on her breasts as she let out a squeal of delight. “Oh, it feels so good!” Velamma thought as she drenched herself. The thin shirt was showing her nakedness underneath. Her erect nipples, beautiful vagina, big ass all were on display underneath. She danced with the water cooling her. Her neighbor was watching Vela’s nude wet dance with delight. His tool was out of his pants and, under the window sill, was wanking himself furiously as he savored Vela’s wet nakedness. Just then, Ramesh returned from the office. He was horrified to see his sexy wife enjoying herself blissfully unaware of anything else. He spotted the neighbor’s expression as the guy shuddered to multiple orgasms. Under the window sill, his erect cock had burst and let out ropes of sperm flying thick. “All right, all right! I’ll get the AC fixed!” Ramesh promised her. The next day as he was leaving, he told her that Chand – their office maintenance man – would drop in during his lunchtime and fix the AC. Around noon, the bell rang. Velamma opened the door to find a handsome young muscular man in overalls at the door. “Good afternoon, ma’am,” he said. “Hello, you must be Chand. Come in, please. Call me Velamma,” she said. “Here’s the AC,” she pointed out. “I’ll have a look,” said Chand going towards the compressor. “It is so unbearably hot,” complained Velamma as he returned from the backyard. “Be careful Velamma, you may get a heat stroke,” warned Chand. “Ever heard of multiple organ failure? The heat can do it.” He dived into the freezer and took out some ice cubes, and put them into a clean kitchen towel to make an ice pack. Before Velamma could react, he placed it on her forehead. He put his other hand behind her neck and gently bent her upon it. “What are you doing?” she asked, confused. “It’s okay. I learned this in a first-aid course,” said Chand authoritatively. The swell of her breasts was jutting out towards him. Chand unhesitatingly looked at them. He pressed the ice pack on her chest, which startled Velamma but gave her pleasure too. He asked her to get more ice. As she bent into the freezer, Chand pressed an ice cube onto her back. “Oh!” Yelled Velamma and shuddered uncontrollably. “What are you doing?” “You are very hot, Velamma. We must take the heat out of you right now,” said Chand. “Take off your top and skirt,” he said with the command of a medic. Velamma found herself doing just that. She was just in her bra and panty. “Now, lie down on the sofa,” said Chand. Velamma obeyed, with her back towards Chand. He started applying the ice pack all over her sexy back and thighs. “Oh, that feels good!” Said Velamma joyfully. He applied it to the crack of her ass, giving her goose pimples that made her tiny hair stand! Chand continued his efforts and unclipped her bra without her noticing. “Now, face me, Velamma,” he said. She turned, and the bra came off, revealing her gorgeous boobs jutting out proudly. “You have removed my bra!” exclaimed Velamma. “Panty must go, too, Velamma,” told Chand. He was in total command, and in a swift stroke, pulled it down.