Pills For My Neighbor Aunty – Part I
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Submit Report By: Prakash378 [email protected] I don't know whether I am doing right or wrong by posting story of mine to all of you frens. But since my frens told me to share is greatest thing so here am I. I am a 22 year old guy from Delhi,5 ft 10 inches tall with thin body, lots of my frens (girls specially)tease me for this but I was all the way respected one in my circle I am a medical student and quiet good in my studies. Well I have good reputations in my colony for that too. Everyone adores me, be it my educational background or my physical appearance. Ok phew! Let's head towards my subject. We live in a colony (guna colony) on 15th floor and we were very lucky to have so much friendly neighbors living next doors to ours. Mr. Bhandari (my neighbor) was 40 years old at that time, and his wife resma (name changed) was only 28 or 29 I exactly don't now, but I can blindly swear she was not above 30 talking about her She is a typical village woman 5 feet 5 inches hardly 38 26 30 I guess. Hairs, silky with gloomy ass perfectly carved when wearing Saree. I don't know how that fat guy(uncle)got so lucky, might be his good economical status it had been two years when they got married and shifted near us at that time, I had finished my third semester exams and had nearly one months of holidays and was just enjoying my days off in my house I hardly had prolonged talks with Mr. Bhandari ,but had spent considerable amount of time with resma aunty, since we were the only humans in our flat in daytime as my both parent work and her hubby is a dedicated to his business affairs she used to talk about her family issues, likes ,dislikes, her past etc. we were getting comfortable to each other as both of were open minded and love to laugh and make laugh. She even sometime used to tease me. The age difference was not the barrier as I was hardly 3 or 4 years younger it was due to that fatty uncle due to which I had to call her aunty. She used to asked about my girlfriends, whether I am sexually active or not about my friends, sometime it felt that she was always joking and trying to make me fool but sometime she herself seem to be quiet horny by our talks but she never let me feel her internal feelings. really females are the most unpredictable thing in all of this universe. I don't even know the gentle time killing talks would led to such heights it all started when I saw my aunty washing clothes as I have already told that she was a village girl, hence even though they had washing machine, she always washed clothes with her bare hands. There was a balcony type space where we and they shared that space for similar washing purposes. I guess that was Friday when she was washing clothes I was just hanging by with mini talks with her. She was wearing old saree and her all body was just wet And up to my amazement her ass cracks were clearly visible. I was so embarrassed at the sight but at the same time excited her rhythmic movement while washing made her boobs jerk and the water splashing little by little were virtually making her naked and whats more, she had pulled her Saree to the thighs and the black panty was visible. I don't know actually that was panty sight or pussy sight as it was little blurry. I tried my best to control myself, but what can I do, my natural instincts won after all god made me a creature with dick, a living being who have to fuck pussy holders(biologically speaking) I immediately went to bathroom and masturbated. I swear my cum would have weighted half a liter that was my first sexual encounter with Resma aunty. Uncle was a petty businessman and had to travel here and there for weeks leaving home. So in their house only resume aunty and her little boy (1 year old) were left most of the time. Days passed by and I just imagined her as my sexual goddess after that but I never even imagined in my wildest dreams that I would got the chance to fuck her in real. I had whole 20 days left for my college to resume and suddenly my family had a shocking phone call from Chennai that my grandmother had had leg paralysis. Everyone was restless and my parents finally decided that they would leave for Chennai the very next day and as we had been hearing some robbery cases in others room down in our colony hence I was ordered to be in the house. When they left, I was alone in house with my dick and the lovely historical sight of that event. Days were passing by and my holds to aunt were getting bolder verbally. She used to wake me up in mornings as I was late fellow to wake up in entire planet I guess. One night I nearly drank 4 bottles of beer and had masturbated heavily, don’t know how many times, but I could feel the pain in my dick to the next morning too. I normally masturbate in bed being nude, after that I bath and sleep but that day due to the heavy drinks I forget to bath. aunty used to come in my room every 10.00 am and woke me up but she was not there to woke me till 11 later I discovered that I was nude still and later thought that she had been embarrassed seeing me nude. I was embarrassed too. The whole day i didn't talked to her due to shame and stayed in my room watching HBO but suddenly around 9.00 pm door knocked, I opened the door and Reshma aunty was there in pink gown. I can’t explain you my frens how adorable she was perfectly oriented boobs radiant face, visible feminine beauty ohhhhhh she said tabiyat kaisi he ab kal to lagta hai puriki puri daruki dokan khagaye I later confirmed myself that she had surely seen me nude so didn't woke me up. She asked me”Prakash tum to doctor padte ho dabayeyo ke bareme bahut jante ho pata nahi mera sir bahut dukhraha hai kuch dabayi hai tumare pas I said thodi si sirdard me dabayi khana thik nahi he aunty uncle honge thoda tel lagake sirme malis karna boliye na thik hojayega tumare uncle to apne hi ghar me tourist hai, ghar me rukte kaha he parso hi ayenge.