Nammo Aunty Meri 'Rakahel'
Hi ISS readers. I m a huge follower of this site. Some of the stories I read here made me pre-cum and I couldn’t stop masturbating. Coming to the story.This happened a month ago. I am a B.tech student from a reputed college in Delhi. I am average built decent looking . my height is 5′ 10” and my tool length is 6.5 inches and diameter is 2.5 inches. Being an engineering student I studied late nights. And like every single male I fantasized about me doing intercourse with women. sometimes I imagined my vice principal taking the cumshot on her face and sometimes my class teacher ass fucked by me. So as to lessen the frustation of not able to do it I would jerk once or twice in a month. I am a good student.so aunties in my society had an ‘idol’ image of me. But they dint know how big a thirk I am.I used to constantly stare at the boobs and asses. And always pray for the day I could get an opportunity to fill their holes with my load. There is a lady in her early 30’s. she has a daughter. her name is nammo. everyone called her nammo aunty. but she hated to be called aunty.I came to know about this later on.I had never talked to her before.Once or twice she passed a smile when she see me passing by.I dint care to react. One day I was going to college, suddenly I saw my nammo aunty passing next to me , suddenly she slipped . I took a whisker of a second to grab her waist to avoid the fall.the scene became filmy.she was in arms, I was looking at her and she looking back,I felt a tickle in undies. She smiled and returned thanks.I saw, I had a bruise in my left leg, luckily aunty also saw that and she asked me to come to her house. I followed . we reached her place.there was her husband in the house.she ordered him to bring a glass of water for me. She returned with the first aid kit and I saw that she had pulled her duppatta off her suit.so I could now clearly see her milky balls. she bent to clean the wound and I saw the milky valley .Her boobs were huge and her deepest possible cleavage was under my eyes.It had already made a tent in my pant. His husband returned with a glass of water.I greeted him Namaste , he smiled . aunty scolded him again and said ‘bewkuf akal nahi hai , paani ke saath kuch aur to le aata’ . I was shocked to hear those words from aunty.I asked her why she treated him like that, to which she replied ‘ ye isi layak hai’ . Suddenly I realized that aunty’s hands were caressing my tool. I said are you insane ? ye kya kar rahi ho ? She said.main to apni chut marwana chahti hoon tumse.mujhe koi problem nahi hai, to tumhe kya dikkat hai.?? I said you are such a whore!! Your husband is in the next room and u asking me to fuck you. you ask your husband to fuck you. She said . wo kya meri chut marega. uske lund me koi dam nahi. aur iss harami ki aulaad ne mujhe radi bana ke rakha hua hai.pata nahi kitna baar ise naukri se nikala hua hai. ye mujhe wahan le jaake meri chut se apni naukri ka sauda karta hai.pichli baar to un logo ne mujhe 9 dino tak apne saath rakha tha.aur chut maar maar ke meri chut suja di thi.gaand se khoon nikalta tha.main chalne firne ke layak bhi nahi reh gayi thi. aur sabse bai baat. tumhe jaan ke ye hairaani hogi ki ye bachchi bhi iski nahi hai… isne apne 3 dosto se mujhe 5000 rupaye ke liye chudwaya tha. unme se kisi ki aulaad hai. isne mujhe randi banane me koi kasar nahi chodi. to phir ab mujhe bhi koi sharam nahi hai… main iske samne logo se khule aam chudwati hoon. aur meri chut saaf karne ko kehti hoon. I was feeling pity for her. moreover I was a bit afraid too. so I just asked her to open her clothes. she did the same without wasting a second. she was in her bra and panty only. I was aroused by now. so I hugged her tight and started kissing her all over… I didn’t wanted it to go simple… missionary way… I thought of getting wilder with her.she is a prosy bitch… so she won’t deny me for anything and I also know what a mother fucker her husband was.So I called out his name, he came. I said ki thoda tel (sarson ka tel ) lekar aa. wo turant lekar aaya. maine bola ki ab iss bottle me apna lund daal ke nammo ke pure sharir pe maalish kar. nammo also said in unison. jaldi kar maadar chod. I asked nammo unty to lay next to me on the bed. her husband’s name is suresh. he took off his pants and dipped his lund into the bottle and started massaging her. I was feeling sooo excited . I just even cannot explain in words. now I asked him to open nammo’s bra and massage her boobs by his foot. he did it perfectly. now I asked him to take off her panty and do the same with his tongue. there was a black jungle there so, I asked him to first bring a razor and shave her hair. he did it without a cut. now he dipped his tongue into oil and started massaging nammos’ pussy… I took their photos in that posistion. I could use it when for my defence if necessary. nammo was yelling like a slut. asking suresh to do it properly. she was in seventh sky , she abusing him like hell — teriii mmaaaaaaaaa ka bhosddaaaa behen chod tez tez kar. mujhe aaj apni chut marwani hai ek mard se, tu to namard hai.ab main tere saamne iss society ke ek ek bachche se gand marwaongi madhar chod. she was spitting on his face. suresh was not speaking a single word. after he was done with the massage.I asked nammo to take a bath in front of me -open bath . she said ok par mujhe bathroom jana hai pehle.maine bola thik hai yehi karo khare khare. usne bola nahi . I grabbed her by hair. I said u r my slut for today.do as I say or I will call all my friends and they would leak your secrets to the world.she was in a position to pee.I get behind her and started pissing on her ass. she said ye kya kar rahe ho. maine kahan tumhari gaand ko pavitra kar raha hoon pata nahi kitno se chudi huyi ho she started laughing she also peed. now I asked suresh to clean it up using his pant . he did it.