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English Quickie With Aunty (All Parts)

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Part 1​

“What is this? Leave me, Rajesh. I have to cook dinner, and your Uncle is coming home early today,” Asha Aunty protested when I lifted her saree and dressed up, baring her cute small buttocks. Holding my erect cock, I tried to penetrate her from behind.

But I was not successful. Asha Aunty was standing rigidly straight, keeping her thighs close and not letting me fuck her. It was Friday afternoon, and after classes I had gone to my project guide’s cabin to clear a doubt. Sukanya Ma’am was my project guide who was in her late forties.

I am Rajesh studying final year engineering in Bangalore. Our friends had nicknamed her ‘Milk Tanker.’ She had gigantic boobs and was a plump lady. Sukanya Ma’am was wearing a salwar kameez, was sitting on the chair. I was standing beside her chair like an obedient student.

While she was clearing my doubts, her dupatta fell from her shoulders onto the table. I couldn’t believe my eyes as I saw Sukanya Ma’am’s monster boobs trying to pop out from the kameez top. Both the boobs were pressed against each other, giving me a nice view of her deep cleavage.

The top was too tight to hold her gigantic tits. My cock throbbed in my tight pants as I shamelessly stared at her cleavage. Sukanya Ma’am saw me ogling at her breasts, white-faced. She took the dupatta and covered her bosom.

“If your doubts are cleared, you can leave Rajesh. Next time, if you want to ask anything, you can ask me in the classroom. Don’t come to my cabin,” She said with a firm, angry tone. I retreated from her cabin hastily.

I wanted to get laid ASAP, and I called my girlfriend, Isha. To my bad luck, she had gone to her home already. Then I remembered Asha Aunty. She was my distant relative, aged around 32 and had a son who was studying in a boarding school.

Asha Aunty was living with her husband Ajay and she was working in a bank. I had a fling with her when I attended a marriage in a remote village. I will write this story later. I had visited her place a few times when she had called me for a quick fuck.

Her house was a bit far from my place, but as I needed to get laid, I didn’t mind travelling. I went to her place on my bike and parked it a few hundred feet from her place. As I expected, the door was not locked and I heard bangles sounds from the kitchen.

Entering I locked the main door, removed my shoes and went to the kitchen without making any sound. Asha Aunty was standing with her back to the kitchen door and was standing near the cooking platform. She was wearing a white cotton saree.

I knew she didn’t have the habit of wearing undergarments at home. Tip-toeing, I went behind her and pulled my pants and briefs down to my knees. Holding my already cock in my right hand, I slowly lifted her saree and petticoat. Seeing her buttocks naked. I pressed my erect cock on her small round ass.

Asha Aunty shrieked out loudly at the sudden attack on her. She turned back with frightened eyes and, seeing me, began hitting me on the chest. “You scared me to death, Rajesh. I didn’t call you, so why this sudden visit.” Pushing her frontal body to the cooking platform.

I tried to enter her from the back but was unsuccessful. That’s when she said the opening lines. Asha Aunty was a tiny lady with small B-cup boobs, a narrow waistline and a small cute ass. What I liked about her was the withstanding power of her feeble body.

No matter how hard I fuck her, she won’t complain and keep asking for more.

Myself: Please Aunty, let me allow in. I promise I will finish in a few minutes.

Asha Aunty: That’s what you said when you fucked me for the first time in the village. But you went on and on for an hour, not once but twice. I can’t take chances with you. Your Uncle will be coming by 6 pm and we are going to Temple. Please, not now. You can come tomorrow morning by 11 am when my husband goes to work. We can fuck leisurely till 1, now go Rajesh, I beg you.

Myself: I will come tomorrow also Aunty. Please understand my situation, I am very much horny and need release.

Asha Aunty: Why did your girlfriend ditch you?

Myself: No, she went home early.

Asha Aunty: Tell me why you are so anxious to take this old Aunty.

Myself: Who said you are old? You are a sex bomb like Sukanya Ma’am.

Asha Aunty: Now, that’s interesting. Who is this Sukanya Madam?

I chided myself for saying my Professor’s name.

Myself: She is my guide for my final year project, Aunty.

Asha Aunty: Did you not get to fuck her?

Myself: She is the one who gave me this goddamn erection.

Asha Aunty: Hmm….after giving an erection, she ditched you. Tell me honestly, with how many ladies you are having an affair.

Myself: Trust me, Aunty. It’s you and my girlfriend Isha only.

Asha Aunty: Then how come that Madam of yours gave an erection when you are not having an affair with her?

I tried to bend Asha Aunt’s upper body down to the platform so that I could have access to her pussy. But damn it, she was teasing me and kept on talking.

Myself: I had gone to her cabin and accidentally saw her cleavage.

Asha Aunty: You saw her cleavage and got hard. You came to me thinking I would spread my legs for you. So you can pour your cum in me. Isn’t it?

Myself: Please let me in, Aunty, or I will cum on your ass.

Asha Aunty: Ok cum. I will wipe it. Just seeing her cleavage, you got horny. You see lots of cleavage of your female college friends. Should I allow you inside me every time whenever you get horny?

Myself: Only this time, Aunty. Please cooperate with me. This was something special.

Asha Aunty: Wow. If you are so horny, you could have jerked, why come to me. Tell me, what was so special about your Madam’s cleavage?

Keeping my cock firmly lodged in her ass crack, took my hand up and cupped her small boobs on the saree pallo. My thumbs frantically searched for her nipples.

Locating them, I rolled them in my fingers and found them hard and erect. I knew she was horny and was teasing me. It was time for me to get her jealous.

Myself: Sukanya Ma’am has DD boobs. They are huge, just like watermelons. You can’t hold each tit in both hands.

Asha Aunty’s face turned red when I explained Sukanya’s big tits. She tried to pull my hands away from her boobs and pushed her ass back to take my cock away from her buttocks.

Asha Aunty: Why did you come to me? You should have gone to that big booby Ma’am and fucked her. Why did you come to this small tit lady? I got everything small. Tits, ass and even pussy.

Myself: That’s why I have come to you, Aunty. I want your small tight pussy.

Asha Aunty: Chal hat jhoote. When your desire is finished with me, you will go back to your girlfriend Isha or maybe your big boobs, Ma’am.

Myself: Am I not coming to satisfy you whenever you call me, Aunty? Just this once, I came unannounced.

Asha Aunty: I know. You have come whenever I needed a cock. That’s why I am still talking to you, not throwing you out of my house yet.

Myself: Sorry, Aunty. I will suck you tomorrow and no fucking, and won’t stop till you ask me to. Just this once.

Asha Aunty: Really, no fucking tomorrow and only pussy eating.

Myself: Yes, Aunty, trust me.

Asha Aunty: Ok, I believe you. You should do what I ask for without any complaints when you come tomorrow. Got it, Rajesh?

Myself: Sure, Aunty.

Asha Aunty removed the blouse hooks, let her tiny tits hang down. She spread her legs wide, and I saw her pussy lips parting and opening up.

Asha Aunty: Ok, beta. You can enter me, but make it quick. I haven’t got all day to play with you.

Myself: Oh, you are so wet. I can’t believe it. Yet you were teasing me.

Asha Aunty: Just fuck me, bastard and cum soon.

Myself: Yes, yes, Aunty, I will cum quickly. Thanks for letting me in.

Asha Aunty: Stop talking, push your cock in and start fucking.

Myself: Yes, yes. How come you are wet?

Asha Aunty: The moment I saw your cock on my ass, my pussy melted and poured its juices. Is your cock fully inside. I don’t feel like I am filled up completely today, unlike last time.

Myself: I am only half inside Aunty. Shall I push fully inside?

Asha Aunty: Push in more and cum soon.

Myself: It’s fully inside you, Aunty. Shall I fuck in shallow strokes or go all the way inside.

Asha Aunty: Now you have filled me up. Pull it out full and enter me again with full force.

Myself: Ok, Aunty, OMG! Your pussy is so tight. Even Isha’s pussy is not tight as yours. Yours is so nice to drill, tight and hot.

Asha Aunty: Maybe Isha has got fucked with a bigger cock than yours. For me, yours is the second cock other than my husband’s. Your 8-inch is too big and thick for my tiny pussy bastard. That’s why I fell for you despite being happily married, risking my marital life just for your cock.

Myself: I am glad that you allow me. Isha uses a big dildo whenever she gets horny. Yours is tight and juicy. Nice to fuck, Aunty.

Asha Aunty: Stop buttering me. I will kick you out if you don’t concentrate on fucking. Stop talking and fuck me hard, bastard.

Myself: Yes, Aunty, I will. Your cum is all over my cock. Did you cum again? I can feel your juice lubricating my cock.”

Asha Aunty: Of fuck, yes, I cum just now. Finish before I come for the third time. Hold my tits and pound me hard. Why do you think I opened the blouse and let my tits out? To hold and squeeze them while you fuck me, idiot.

Myself: Sorry, Aunty. I forgot as I was eager to get my cock inside your warm pussy.

Asha Aunty: Warm pussy, damn it. My pussy is always warm, if I am aroused or not. Why didn’t you feel like holding my small tits after seeing your Ma’am’s monster boobs which got you aroused?

Myself: Not like that. Sukanya Ma’am’s tits are only good to see. Even both my palms are not enough to cup her one tit. How can I play with both her tits?

Asha Aunty: Then have group sex with her along with your friend. She can feed the whole class with her big ones. Even her pussy should also be very big. The whole class can have fun with her plump body.

Myself: That’s not a bad idea. Have you ever thought of having group-sex Aunty? I can bring my friends over, and we all can have a good time together.

Asha Aunty: WTF. I am having trouble satisfying you and your 8-inch one. You are talking of bringing your friends here and allowing your Aunty to fuck them. Are you out of your mind?

Myself: Sorry, Aunty. I just asked if you are eager to enjoy with more college students.

Asha Aunty: I will ask you to bring your friends when you are not capable of getting hard like my hubby. You can watch your friend’s banging me like a cuckold and masturbate.

Myself: Sorry again. I didn’t mean to disrespect you. My cock gets hard just by seeing you smile. Then why should I bring my friends here?

Asha Aunty: Aah! Now you are fucking me nicely. Is it because I told you to become a cuckold?

Myself: Not like that, Aunty. Your pussy is dripping again. Did you come again?

Asha Aunty: Aagh, yes, I came again, baby.

Myself: Is it because I told you about group sex with my friends?

Asha Aunty: Maybe. I think I came thrice now just because of your pounding. Or because you spoke about having group sex with your friends.

Myself: I think it’s because of both. Isn’t it, Aunty?

Asha Aunty: Oh my God. I never thought sex would be so beautiful with a young guy like you. I can’t get enough of you, baby.

Myself: You didn’t answer me, Aunty.

Asha Aunty: Pound me, hard baby. What should I tell you?

Myself: The real reason. I am asking again. Would you like to have group sex with my friends?

Asha Aunty: My God. You are impossible, Rajesh. Yes, I have a wild fantasy of having sex with multiple men. Are you satisfied now?

Myself: Just share your wildest dreams. I will try to fulfil it. How many men would you like to have at one time?

Asha Aunty: Oh no. You are pestering me a lot instead of taking care of my pussy and your release. Ok, I admit. I need many men like you. Hard as steel and should stay erect for a long.

Myself: You didn’t say how many.

Asha Aunty: Ok, let me think. Meanwhile, fuck me properly. One in my pussy, one in my ass and one in my mouth.

Myself: Can you take double penetration, Aunty? I think it’s too tough for your tiny hole.

Asha Aunty: That’s my wish, idiot. I don’t know if I can take two cocks at one time. I am not yet finished.

Myself: Ok, continue, and I will keep the count.

Asha Aunty: One in each hand to masturbate them. So total five. I want two men to suck my tiny tits. That makes seven. Ah, I forgot, I need a man to suck my clit when I am fucked like a bitch from both ends. That makes eight.

Myself: Are you joking, Aunty? Eight men at one time. Each one will take hours to cum. You will be drained out completely by the time you make all of them cum.

Asha Aunty: I am not yet finished, idiot. I need two more cock lined up for blowjob so I can taste different cock while I get banged. Is it ten now, Rajesh?

Myself: Consider another one, and it will be a full cricket team banging you. I will bring my cricket team to satisfy you.

Asha Aunty: That’s also not bad. But where will I accommodate the eleventh guy?

Myself: Think over. You came again.

Asha Aunty: Yes, I know, duffer. Where was I? The eleventh guy can suck my pussy when a cock is moving in and out and drink my cum. That will be you, my boy.

Myself: No way. I will be inside your warm hot pussy.

Asha Aunty: Then the eleventh man will be sucking your cum stained cock as you fuck me.

Myself: No way I am allowing a man to suck my cock. I think you should take two cocks in your mouth and give a double blowjob.

Asha Aunty: That’s not a bad idea. 2 cocks in mouth and 2 cocks for standby. 2 cocks for hand-job. 2 to suck my tits. 2 for pussy and ass. 1 to lick my clit. That completes the team. Isn’t it Rajesh?

Myself: That will be one of the wildest sex if ever it happens. It will be better than porn, as it’s fake most of the time.

Asha Aunty turned her head to kiss me but stopped mid-way. Her eyes were on the kitchen window, and I turned towards it. I saw a young girl peeping at us through the open window.

Asha Aunty: Oh my God, that’s Nafisa, my maid. Why did she come at this time? How am I going to keep her mouth shut now? Pull your cock out and go to the hall. You are nothing but trouble for me always.

Myself: But I haven’t cum yet, Aunty.

Asha Aunty: To hell with your release. Now go, I need to think.

Reluctantly I pulled my cock from the warm pussy. Pulling my pants up, I walked to the hall and sat on the sofa watching TV. Asha Aunty dropping her saree down, hooking her blouse hooks, asked the maid for her to come in.

The girl was saying something that I couldn’t hear. Aunty said to come through the kitchen back door.

Continued in the next part.

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Part 2​

As I was able to see the open kitchen, I saw the maid entering the kitchen. Both Asha Aunty and the maid were talking animatedly. I saw the young maid on the verge of tears. Holding the girl’s hand, Asha Aunty brought her to the hall and they both stood in front of me.

Asha Aunty: Are you still hard, Rajesh?

Myself: Yes, Aunty. But why are you asking?

Asha Aunty: My goodness, you didn’t lose your erection even after the maid caught us red-handed.

Myself: What to do, Aunty? It’s in the genes.

Asha Aunty: Is your dad also like this? I should have sex with your dad sometime.

Myself: Why my Dad, Aunty. His son is available for you anytime.

Asha Aunty: Shut up and listen. Nafisa wants some advance so that her husband can go to his hometown in UP to visit his ailing mother. I am giving her 10k to keep her mouth shut. She will suck your cock till you cum. What do you think? Are you ready to get a blowjob from my maid?

Myself: I am ok with that. But isn’t she too young?

Asha Aunty: Duffer, she is 20 and a mother of a child. Now take your cock out and let Nafisa suck you.

Asha Aunty, bending down, whispered, “I can’t take chances with her, Rajesh. She may spill out about us to my husband anytime. I will take some pics and videos too. If she tries to blackmail me later, I will show her the pics and videos to her husband if she reveals mine. Understood Idiot. Now pull your cock out,” Saying she stood up.

I pulled my cock out and looked at Nafisa, who eyed it with suspicion. She was wearing a loose blue kurta and matching leggings. Asha Aunty holding Nafisa’s shoulders pushed her down to the floor in front of me and said, “Suck and make him cum quickly, Nafisa.”

Nafisa, kneeling on the floor, turned her head back and said, “Memsaab, I am afraid. It’s too big. Abdul will kill me if he comes to know about this. Trust me, I won’t say anything about you and this boy to anyone.”

Asha Aunty: Randi, I am not giving you money to keep your mouth shut. But to make my boy happy. Make him cum and take your money. Wait, I will bring the money. I know you won’t suck him till you see the money.

Saying, Asha Aunty went to the room. I took Nafisa’s right hand and placed it on my cock. She looked at me with fearful eyes but gripped my cock at the base tightly. Nafisa leaned a bit, and her loose kurta fell forwards, showing her bosom.

I could see her tits clad in a cheap bra and found them quite a handful. Much bigger than Asha Aunty’s. I couldn’t resist myself. Dipped my both hands inside her loose kurta top and caught her boobs on the bra.

“Please take out your hands, Babuji. Memsaab asked only to suck you. I am doing this only because I respect Memsaab a lot. She has helped me a lot of times, and I want to return the favour,” Nafisa said, pleading.

I pulled my hand out and was about to speak. I saw Asha Aunty coming with a 100 Rs bundle and a mobile in her other hand.

“Is Nafisa sucking you good, Rajesh? Don’t get carried away and do all the nasty things with her like you do with me,” said Asha Aunty and looking at Nafisa, she continued,” Here is your money Nafisa. Treat my boy nicely.”

“She is not allowing me to touch her tits. She is just holding my cock and staring at it like it’s going to bite her,” I complained.

Asha Aunty gave the money to Nafisa. She said, “Is it? I know you have bigger ones than mine, come on, show my nephew your tits Nafisa.”

Nafisa’s eyes lit up seeing the bundle. Took it and kept it on the side table. Moving her small hand on my cock in a jerking motion, she said, “As you say, Memsaab. Can I make him cum by hand? I don’t like sucking.”

“No way. You have to suck his cock and make him cum. Why don’t you suck Abdul’s daily,” Asha Aunty said angrily.

Nafisa looking at the throbbing cock in her hand, she said trembling,” I will try Memsaab.”

“First, stop calling me Memsaab. Call me Aunty, like Rajesh. Remove your top. Let my boy see your tits, Nafisa,” Asha Aunty said, standing behind Nafisa.

Knowing that she had to bare her tits, Nafisa took her hand off my cock, holding the bottom of her kurta, pulled it over her head and removed it. Her bra-clad tits were exposed, and she was much fairer under her dress. She was wearing a cheap cotton bra.

The cup size was too small for her boobies. The bra cup was able to conceal her nipples and a little bit of flesh around it. 60% of her tits flesh was trying to pop out of the bra cup edges. I saw her nipples poking out of the cheap bra material. I saw Asha Aunty bending and unhooking the bra.

Nafisa’s boobs popped out, and what a sight it was. They were bigger than I had imagined. They were round and much fuller without much sag. Wider brownish areola and long nipples. They looked very soft and tender, unlike my Aunt’s, which was taut.

As I was enjoying the view, Nafisa covered her tits with her left arm, and her right hand held my cock again.

“Why are you hiding them, Nafisa? Take out your hand, and let Rajesh touch and feel your tits. He came to me after seeing his Madam’s tits and begged me to relieve him. He was about to cum, and you saw us. So now you have to relieve him. Come on, hurry up, my husband will be coming any time,” Asha Aunty egged the cold Nafisa.

Nafisa reluctantly moved her arm away from her chest, gripped my cock at the base tightly and looked at me shyly. I dumbly stared at the gorgeous boobs. I had seen many tits, old and young both. Old women had saggy tits, while young girls had small ones. But Nafisa’s were mixture of both, big ones with no sag.

“Are you going to stare at her tits all day, Rajesh?” Asha Aunty said and sat behind Nafisa.

My hands moved down and cupped her boobs in my palms. I found them to be soft but yet firm when I gave a gentle squeeze. Nafisa moaned and said, “Slowly, Babuji.”

“Slowly, my foot,” Asha Aunty said and gripped the maid’s boobs at the base and pressed them hard. To our surprise, milk flowed out from her nipple pores like a fountain and fell on my thighs. It was multiple jets of milk oozing out from her nipples and making my thighs wet.

“Aree baba. Are you still breastfeeding your child, Nafisa,” Asha Aunty asked.

“Yes, Memsaab. Please stop pressing, I need to feed the baby in the evening,” Nafisa said with a shy tone.

“Ok, now suck my baby’s cock,” Asha Aunty said and pressed Nafisa’s tits harder, pointing the nipples towards my face. Milk fell on my face, and some landed on my lips, and I licked it. I found it to be tasteless, unlike the cow’s milk.

“How is the taste? Do you want to suck her tits for milk Rajesh,” Asha Aunty asked me with a naughty tone.

“I don’t mind, but first, ask her to suck my cock. She is just holding and staring at it,” I said.

Asha Aunty took one tit and, holding the back of Nafisa’s head, pushed her head down so that her mouth was close to my cockhead. My cock was leaking pre-cum profusely. Nafisa took her tongue out and licked the tip of my cock, tasting my cum.

There was no expression on her face, and she licked my cockhead thoroughly, taking all the cum in her mouth.

“Did you like the taste, Nafisa?” Asha Aunty asked.

Nafisa stopped licking and said, “It’s salty but not bad Memsaab.”

“Then take it in the mouth,” Asha Aunty scolded her.

Nafisa brought her mouth down and took my cockhead between her lips. She held my cock firmly just below the head so that Aunty doesn’t shove my cock down her throat. Clever girl, I thought. Her boobs were resting on my knees, giving me a wonderful cushion.

She increased the pressure on the head, putting pressure through her lips. Her tongue was swirling all over the head, licking off the pre-cum. It was dripping profusely. Placing both my hands on her ears, I fondled her earlobes with my thumb, and my remaining fingers caressed her hair.

Nafisa rolled her eyes up to look at me. I saw a mischievous look in her brown eyes. Getting bold by seeing her actions, lifting my ass off the sofa, I pushed my cock in her mouth. She was startled as half of my cock was in her mouth. Nafisa tried to pull my cock out from her mouth but couldn’t as I held her head firmly.

Nafisa looked at me with pleading eyes. I said, “Suck the whole length, not just the head. 10K is a lot of money. I want my full 8 inches in your mouth, or else my 8-inch cock will be down in you. I mean in your pussy. I will fuck your pussy till I cum and fill it up. The choice is yours.”

I saw Asha Aunty smiling when I was threatening her maid. I saw Nafisa’s right hand moving up, holding my balls in her small hand. She stared at me, threatening to squeeze them. I was afraid and knew that she meant business.

Placing my hand on her forehead, I pushed her back. My cock popped out from her mouth which was wet with her saliva. Nafisa fell back on Asha Aunty with her back, pushing Aunty to the floor. Both the ladies were lying on the floor.

Asha Aunty’s hands were under Nafisa’s armpits and were clutching Nafisa’s big breasts for support. Nafisa’s kurta had ridden up her flat tummy, revealing the stretch marks. I could see the panty lines through the thin leggings material. To my surprise, I saw a wet spot on her crotch.

Knowing the maid was horny like me, I got up from the sofa and stood near both the ladies’ legs. Bending down, I held Nafisa’s leggings waistband and tried to pull it down.

“No, I will suck your lund as you say, Babuji. I will take it full in my mouth and suck you till you cum. Please, not my choot. Only my husband has taken me, and no one else. I want to be faithful to my husband. Please,” Nafisa was saying but there was a hint of laughter.

I pulled her leggings down her thighs, revealing her fair-coloured toned thighs. Nafisa was still wriggling her legs, but I pulled the leggings from her feet as Asha Aunty had clamped her legs over her maid’s legs to stop her struggling. I stared at Nafisa’s cheap cotton panties, which were damp at the crotch.

“She is wet, Aunty,” I said, kneeling and placing my right palm over her mound. My middle finger dipped in her slit, making her panty stick on her wet pussy lips. Nafisa moaned when my fingertip dipped in her hole along with her panty. My finger got wet with her juices.

“Is it true, Nafisa,” Asha Aunty asked her maid.

“What Memsaab?” Nafisa said shyly, acting innocent.

Asha Aunty twisting Nafisa’s both nipple’s with her fingers, said, “Don’t pretend bitch. I know you are fucking the Nepali watchman. Doesn’t Abdul fuck you properly? I have seen your husband going to that watchman’s home when he is on duty. If you are horny, allow my boy to fuck you. Trust me, you will like it. I won’t force you to. But you have to suck him till he comes. Sucking or fucking.”

Nafisa was silent for a few seconds. Taking the opportunity, I pulled her panty down her legs and threw it. To my surprise, Nafisa had lifted her ass while I was removing her panty. I saw abundant pubic hair covering her crotch, and it looked like a mini forest down there.

I dipped my middle finger in her hole, which went in smoothly, and I found it to be warm and wet.

“Aah, slowly, babu,” Nafisa said and turning back at Asha Aunty, she said, “Memsaab, ask him to do it slowly.”

“So you are ready to get fucked by my boy,” Asha Aunty asked.

“Yes, he can,” Nafisa said. When I inserted another finger in her, she squirmed and said, “Please, babu, remove your fingers and…”

“And what bitch. Say that you want his cock in your pussy and not in the mouth,” Said Asha Aunty clamped her legs over her maid’s thighs and spread them wide. Nafisa’s pussy lips opened up like petals in spite of abundant forest hairs showing her pink inners.

I got on top of her aligning my face to hers and my cock brushing her crotch, trying to locate the door to heaven. I sensed a soft hand gripping my cock at the base and rubbing the mushroom head all over the hairy pussy. Nafisa was staring at me.

I was wondering whose hand was holding my cock, Aunt’s or Nafisa’s. I was trying to push my cock in but was hitting the wrong places. I was desperate to enter her warm tunnel but not able to. The hand holding my cock was not giving the correct directions.

I saw Nafisa’s hand moving down and held my cock over the other hand. So it was my naughty Aunty trying to help me to penetrate her maid. Nafisa looked at me and gave me a nod indicating me to enter her. Wasting no time, I pushed my hips down, and the cockhead plunged in her spreading her lips wide.

Nafisa was clutching her teeth as my cock penetrated her. I found her pussy tight despite being a mother of a child. I looked down at her, asking for her permission to dive more in her and she nodded.

I pushed more in her, and half of my cock was embedded in her tight wet warm tunnel. Both the hands were off my cock as I entered Nafisa.

“How is her cunt, Rajesh?” Asha asked me.

“My goodness, she is damn tight, Aunty,” I said, pumping more in Nafisa.

“Better than your Aunt’s worn-out pussy boy,” Asha Aunty said, winking at me.

“No way, Aunty. You are totally different from her.”

I pushed the remaining in Nafisa till her forest hairs met mine, and the head hit her cervix. Nafisa screamed.

“Look how she is howling just for penetrating her. I don’t think she will withstand 10 minutes of my pounding. I can fuck you for an hour, and you still ask for more,” Saying, I took my face down past Nafisa and kissed Aunty on her lips.

Asha Aunty pushing me off her lips, she said, “You can take my used pussy anytime, now concentrate on the fresh pussy which is waiting to be pounded, my boy.”

I don’t know what came over Nafisa. She began kissing all over my face like a puppy. Wetting me with her saliva, Nafisa pressed her lips on mine and sucked my bottom lip like candy. I knew she was anxious to get fucked but was not expressing openly.

So I got ready, raising my hips, pulling my cock out of her tight confines till the head and plunged back in Nafisa using all my strength. “Aah, dheerse karo, Bhaiyya. Mera choot pat jayega aise chodege tho. Aaramse karo na Bhaiyya,” (Do it slowly, my pussy will tear.)

Nafisa was howling in Hindi, urging me to go slow on her while I rammed her pussy mercilessly. My cock was fully lubricated as she had creamed again, wetting it. I kept on pounding Nafisa. Not even bothering that Asha Aunty was under us and bearing both our weights.

So I shifted my hands from Nafisa’s shoulders and placed them on the floor, taking the weight of my Aunt. Now my cock was moving in and out of Nafisa’s moist pussy smoothly like a well-oiled piston as she had cummed twice. Nafisa was trembling like a leaf in the wind as I hammered her.

After five minutes of fucking, Nafisa showed no signs of tiredness. I pulled my cock out and looked at her for her reaction.

“Kya hua Bhaiyya. Achhi lagi kya mera choot. Paad do mera choot ko Bhaiyya,” (What happened? Dis you like my pussy? Tear it apart.) Nafisa said, trying to lift her hips to take my cock back in her.

“Stop calling me Bhai. Now, turn around. I want to take you from back. You have lovely buttocks. I want to feel them while I fuck you,” I said. Nafisa tried to get off Asha. But I flipped her around, making her lie flat on Asha Aunty. Nafisa’s big breasts were crushed on Asha Aunty’s flat chest.

I pushed Nafisa’s kurta on her back which was covering her big ass. Holding the bottom of Asha Aunty’s saree, I moved the saree and petticoat upwards. I had to struggle a bit as Nafisa’s legs were a hindrance. But somehow, I bared Asha Aunty’s pussy and legs.

“What are you doing, Rajesh?” Asha Aunty nervously.

“Just lie down, Aunty. I have never seen two pussies so close to each other. I have two wonderful pussies to fuck now,” I said, getting on top of Nafisa and my cock nudging her big ass cheeks.

“Don’t even think of fucking me now. I know you won’t stop soon. Your Uncle may come anytime now. Take Nafisa to the guest room and have her as you like. Not now, please. You can have me leisurely tomorrow as I promised,” Asha Aunty was pleading with me.

I pushed Nafisa’s ass a bit up so I could have access to Asha Aunty’s pussy. Holding my cock, aiming the head at my Aunt’s opening, I gave a gentle push. My cock went into my Aunt’s pussy smoothly like a knife in butter. I found her pussy still wet, maybe because of seeing her maid mating with me.

Asha Aunty gave a loud yelp while I went deep into her. Hitting me on my cheeks, she said, “It’s impossible to control you bastard. Oh fuck, fuck me, mother fucker. Are you going to cum in me or this bitch?”

Moving my cock in and out of my Aunt’s moist pussy, I said, “I don’t know Aunty. Whichever pussy my cock is in at that time, I will shoot.”

I saw Asha Aunty hugging Nafisa’s neck, and their lips were dangerously close. I wondered if my Aunty was going to kiss her maid on the lips, and she did. She lip locked and kissed her maid furiously pulling Nafisa’s head closer. I banged my Aunt while she was busy kissing Nafisa.

I fucked Asha Aunty for a few minutes and saw Nafisa’s unturned ass inviting me to fuck. Pulling my cock from Aunt’s pussy, I dived into Nafisa’s pussy, making her body jump at the sudden invasion of my cock in her body. I plunged deep into her till her soft big ass was touching my abdomen.

Nafisa’s moans were muffled by Asha Aunty, who was busy kissing her. Placing my hands on Nafisa’s hips for support, I started to plough in her from the back. I saw Nafisa’s buttocks jiggling while I went deep in her. I felt her soft ass cheeks and my balls banging the top of her pussy.

I should thank Asha Aunty for providing me with Nafisa to fuck. She had a lovely ass, gorgeous milky breasts and a warm tight pussy. I fucked Nafisa for ten minutes and took it with her stride, not even complaining once. She was sweating a lot like me and we both were soaked with sweat.

Then we heard the car horn from outside, and I knew it was Asha Aunty’s husband. But I kept on fucking Nafisa as I wanted to cum. Asha Aunty heard the car horn and, pushing Nafisa back, got off under her. Nafisa fell flat on the floor, and I kept on fucking her, holding her hips up.

“Stop. Take her to the upstairs room and do whatever you want with her. Now please get up and go inside. I beg you, Rajesh,” Asha Aunty said, straightening her saree and petticoat. She picked up my clothes and Nafisa’s and gave them to Nafisa along with the money which was on the centre table.

Continued in the next part.

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