My Love My Aunt
I was a typical 18 yrs old innocent guy frm bangalore when I arrived Hyderabad . It was actually my rama aunty(my mothers sister, 35 yrs, 36breasts 34 waist and 38 hips height 5.4 and had motiyaa colored skin ) who convinced my mother to let me come to Mumbai to earn lot of money. Even my parents got convinced as my rama’s husband had become rich after leaving the same village from where I was and started his own business in Mumbai. So the day I arrived to my Maushi’s House I was welcomed very happily. As the days went I understood the exact purpose of my Maushi’s calling me to Mumbai I ended up being the Naukar of that family. As I didn’t had enough money to go back I had to stay behind. But the day I understood this tragedy, I had developed a cold rage for rama Maushi and some how wanted to teach her a lesson. She always used to scold me on my small-small mistakes and even had once or twice slapped me. I use to keep num as I was waiting for the right chance to teach that bitch a lesson. My kaka was a Garment Merchant and always used to remain out for the whole day. rama had turned into mod-lady and often was engaged in some mahila (woman’s) social work, but only with a difference that she use to operate from her house and all the meetings and parties use to be in her house itself. She often used to wear deep neck blouses which used to turn me On. I used to gaze her exposed skin whenever I used to get chance. One day as usual I was washing utensils in the kitchen while rama was cooking. On that day she was wearing newly brought nighty, it was deep neck, skin tight , sleeveless and also was a little short from the bottom though hiding her knee but much above her ankles. I was really feeling Horny that day looking at her. Suddenly a utensil from my hand fell down and she turned her head towards me and saw me looking at her in such vaasanaa bhare (Horny) looks. Though I immediately turned my head she understood and shouted at me but not for that reason but for the reason that I droped her utensils. But from that day onwards her vision towards me had changed drastically. She had started wearing her saree below her naval and had started flaunting it whenever I use to be near her, but this only happened from morning 10:00 am to 10:00 pm. In front of her husband she used to dress in her old style. I had understood her behavior, and this was the perfect chance for me to teach the slut a lesson. So few days later one day when rama was engrossed in watching TV I interrupted her. I said : Maushi All the utensils are washed and kept in place. rama: ( changing her posture so that I could get to see her ups and downs easily) Ok ! you Jeevan you can rest now. I said : Maushi can I sit and watch this movie. after I finished washing utensils at about 1:00 noon rama: offcourse I sat down to watch the movie. After about 5 – 10 min I turned to rama and said. I said : Maushi can I ask you a question. Looking straight in to my eyes rama : yes certainly….is it anything personal (giving me a silly smile). Accepting her smile I said : yes but from your side…..should I ask you now? Nodded her head, still continued to give that smile. said : Maushi ….. its been 16 years after your marriage and still I do not have any brothers and sister. Why is it so ? I asked her very innocently. rama ‘s faced had changed, her smile had turned down. Immediately I said : sorry if I had touched your feelings, forget the question I asked you. But turning to a smile again she said rama: Aare nahi I am used to such question and I always say that I am impotent. I said : are you really ? rama: Please if you promise me that you will not let anyone know I can tell you the actual reason. I said : I swear my parents. rama : actually ……. [she trembled ] you kaka is the one who is impotent and even that son of a bitch doesn’t agree to this fact. She immediately put her hands on her face when she called her hubby son of a bitch. I said : Maushi I can understand your calling him that. [She showed me a sign of relief. So I continued]. You must really show him that you are not impotent; c’mon after all you are a member of Mahila Mandal. Why don’t you teach him a lesson? rama eagerly bend down towards me and said : I tried that by showing him the reports but he turned them down saying they are all fake…. No luck…do you have any other bright ideas. I said : Why don’t we prove him by making you pregnant. rama : How is it possible…are you mad …. How can I get preg…… She stopped as if she understood the we word in my previous sentence. Looking at me in surprise…. rama : you mean to say that….. me and you …..you and me……no no that is not possible. You are my sisters son…..I can not commit that sin. I stood up and sat besides her looking straight in to her eyes she also responded me in the same manner I said : so what aunty you are a woman and I am a man …. I can satisfy all the needs that your husband couldn’t in last 16 years ….. c’mon aunty I know we can do it…… I started to towards her…and as I was doing so she continuously stared me deep into my eyes as if she was lost in them totally. I gently brought my lips in contact with hers. She closed her eyes and parted her lips further to except my kiss. I started massaging her thigh with my hand and slowly started moving it towards her Vagina. Soon we began to moan in each other’s mouth. As our passionate kiss continued, my hands went past through her stomach to her back holding her tightly in my arms, while she had already grabbed my head. rama tore her mouth apart from mine….but as I leaned forward to continue the kiss, she said : Let us go in. she led me to her bed room. Now we stood besides the bed. Her hand riched her palloo and with few seconds she undid her saree. Then looked up towards me while I was engaged in pulling out my tshirt. When I did so she said : Do you really want this to happen.