Since I was 14 I always used to fantasise about making love to my aunt Sharmila. Right now I am 21 & she is 35. This has been happening since last 2 weeks. She is actually my dads friends wife .My aunt has a gorgeous figure, I’d say roughly 36C-25-37, 5ft 6, lovely hips, mmm, ample sized breasts and lovely creamy white smooth skin. Unfortunately, she is married to some 45-year-old teacher in Mumbai. Recently I used to visit her place in the mornings to teach her computers & surfing the net. One fine morning she had a bad headache & I offered to press her head. I was on my knees pressing her head from behind when I saw her beautiful cleavage. I instantly got a hardon & my rock started banging against her back. She started breathing heavily. I started moving my hands downwards & feeling her sexy body.
I could no longer hold back I wanted her badly. I already made my mind up, no chat up line just kiss her. That’s exactly what I did. Her lips were moist and tender. She didn’t respond at first so I pulled her closer tighter to my aching loins, kissing her more passionately. Then she kissed me back more deeply, her hands scouring threw my hair. My hands instantly moved to her lovely curvy ass pushing her hips closer to mine as I began to taste her mouth and tongue. She could now feel my raging hard on pressing against her thin sari material. Mid kisses she gently said no not here. It was getting hot and racy between us both our hands running over each other’s bodies snatching hungry kisses between lips and necks and other parts of the face. Her sari had now fallen from her shoulder revealing her lovely more than a handful breasts screaming to get out of the tight fighting blouse she was wearing. I could clearly see the nipples since she was not wearing a bra. Our kissing grew deeper and she gasped mid breath from one of the longer kisses.”Rahul pls wait for.”
My hands had quickly pulled down her petticoat & white lacy panties to reveal the most gorgeous sight I have ever seen. Her bush was well hairy no shaving of bikini lines here. My hand instantly parting her quivering legs to find a moist love mound. I gently rubbed along her slit, backwards and forwards before finding her clit. She gently began to moan as I expertly rubbed her clit. Oh! Oh! She would moan. In Hindi she cried fuck me Rahul, fuck me! I gently parted her cunt lips rubbing the tip of my cock against her love mound and clit. She moaned deeply her breathing getting heavier and heavier. She was really wet now and I gently eased my cock inside her vagina feeling her tight resistance of her virginal hymen. Her hands fell to my bare ass grabbing them tightly. She looked at me deeply, breathing heavily. “Take it, take me”, she cried.
Her eyes were now wide with animal passion she hungrily kissed me staring deep into my opens eyes whilst helping me thrust into her deeply . Her muffled noise of pain & pleasure resulted in her biting my bottom lip drawing blood from it as my cock was drawing blood from her wet pussy. The kissing became the most intense and passionate as I have ever had in my life. Her hips moving in gentle tandem to mine, her hands clasping tightly against my ass, my left hand clasping both her cheeks and pushing her into me, my other hand on her breasts massaging and feeling her melons. My thrusts varied from deep penetrating long ones to quick in outs, our moans being stifled by our glued together lips. She had orgasmed maybe four or five times each time I could feel her quiver all over under me she would then tense up her back arching before finally buckling, she’d scream in my ear before hungrily finding my mouth again. My thrusts now became more violent and I lifted her up of the ground pushing her harder against the wall. Her natural reaction was to wrap her lovely thighs around my waist her heels digging into my arse egging my thrusts on. Her arms wrapped around my back our mouths still locked together our teeth rattling together with each thrust. Oh Sharmilaaaa!!!!!!!!
At first she tried to pull away but I gently guided her head back. Slowly I began to thrust in and out of her mouth. She looked deep into my eyes not looking away throughout the whole blowjob. She reluctantly at first began to suck lightly but gradually she began to suck harder with new-found enthusiasm her hands playfully jiggling my balls whilst my free hands squeezed her succulent breasts. My balls began smacking her face as I began to thrust into her faster, her nose going deep into my pubic hair. My balls began to tense and I was going to shoot my load with horror she tried to pull away but I forced her head to take my member further into her throat. I began to squirt in her warm inviting mouth in stream jets, feeling my cum splashing at the back of her mouth almost making her choke from the barrage of cum. “Swallow it”, I demanded. Well there wasn’t much else she could do so she drank as much as she could the rest flooding out of the sides of her mouth falling onto the lower half of her sari dressed body.
“That wasn’t so bad was it?”, as I pulled out of her. She obviously liked the taste because she licked me clean. “Oh shit”, she said as she saw her black-strapped watch on her lovely thin wrist. “We’ve been doing this for almost two hours.” “Two hours! Shit”, I said smiling and not really giving a fuck. I hurriedly dressed up & left . After that day we make love every alternate mornings at her place & now a days we even watch blue films together & then fuck.
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