The story is about my neighbor aunty Rashmi. This all started when I was 19 years old when for the first time I saw auntie’s cleavage and got a hard on. Aunty used to come to our home to help my mom. Whenever she used to bend, I used to get the view of her boobs. And from then, I thought of touching and pressing those boobs.
About aunty, she might be 39 years old. She was not fair in complexion but had big boobs and a huge ass. And the boobs were very firm. Her cleavage was visible whenever her saree pallu used to be a little aside as she had huge boobs. She came from a very small village. Usually, she wore a saree during the daytime and nighties during the night.
In those days, I tried many times to touch or brush my neighbor aunty’s boobs with my hands or shoulders. I used to feel horny and masturbate thinking about her. But I was afraid to take the next step.
This touching and brushing went on for a few years and due to my job, I had to move to another city. After like 5-6 years, me and my mom went to auntie’s place as aunty had shifted to another society. After a long time, I was seeing my neighbor aunty and she was looking the same. I was also getting a glimpse of her cleavage.
The three of us chatted for some time and later, my mom told me to stay with Rashmi aunty for some time while she visited to the tailor shop. I was excited as I could again touch or brush her boobs again.
I was married by then and was showing my pics to my aunty while sitting next to her. While showing the pics, I was touching her boobs with my elbow. They felt the same as 5-6 years ago. By seeing a few of my wife’s pics, she said –
Aunty: She also has big ones.
Me: What’s big?!
Aunty: Don’t be innocent like you don’t know what I’m talking about.
Me: Aunty, I really didn’t get you.
Aunty: Her boobs (and she gave a smile).
Me (with a smile): I have worked hard on them (and we both started laughing).
Aunty: So, are you happy after marriage?
Me: Yeah, aunty.
Aunty: Then why are you still trying to touch my boobs like you used to do earlier?
I was a little scared as my neighbor aunty understood I was trying to touch her and she also knew I used to touch her earlier.
Me: Aunty, you knew that I used to touch your boobs?
Aunty: Yeah, usually ladies understand people’s touches.
Me: Did you like the way I used to touch?
Aunty: Yeah and that time, you used to take every opportunity to come close to me and touch me. And I used to feel good.
I was feeling very happy from the inside and thought this was a nice opportunity to touch and suck Rashmi aunty’s boobs.
Me: I had a lot of dreams of touching and sucking your boobs.
While talking, I moved my hand and started touching her boobs. But she just pushed my hand away.
Aunty: What are you doing? At that time it was fine, but not now.
Me: Aunty, it’s my dream. At least, let me touch once.
Aunty was not at all interested and was denying me. I was trying to convince her saying at least once and trying to touch her boobs while we were talking. She was always pushing my hand back. This went on many times. Later, she said –
Aunty: Okay, but only once!
We were sitting next to each other. As soon as I heard, ‘Okay’, I shifted a bit facing sideways to aunty. And with both my hands, I started pressing her boobs. After pressing it 2-3 times, my neighbor aunty took my hands off and said –
Aunty: Okay, it’s done now.
I told her: Aunty, I didn’t even feel them properly. Give me at least 5 minutes to feel them.
She said: You wanted to touch once and so, I said okay. Now, it’s done.
And I was back to convincing her: 5 minutes only, aunty.
Then she said: Ok. This is the last time, and only for 5 minutes. After that, you have to sit on the opposite sofa.
I was excited and happy and kissed her cheeks. Then I just pulled her close to me, facing her back to my chest position and started pressing Rashmi aunty’s big boobs by putting my hands from behind her.
I started pressing and in a low voice, I was moaning in her ear. It felt so nice and soft and I was touching my lips on her bareback as she was wearing a blouse. Then I moved the pallu aside and pressed her huge boobs hard!
Aunty said: Be a little slow, you are pressing it very hard.
I said in her ears: Okay.
I then started pushing my hand inside her blouse to touch her nipples. But again, aunty stopped my hand from entering there.
Then I said: Aunty, I have only 4 minutes left now. Let me play however I want.
After that, I entered inside her blouse and started pinching her nipples. My neighbor aunty pushed herself behind on my chest. I started unbuttoning her blouse as I wanted to take her full naked boobs in my hand. Aunty again stopped my hand, but I was not able to stop and said –
Me: Aunty, only 2-3 minutes are pending. And later, you will not let me touch them again.
Aunty: Okay, but wait for 2 minutes. The main door is open and your mom or someone might come inside very easily. You go to the first floor and sit on my bed. I will get some snacks and come.
Aunty used to stay in an independent duplex house. I was excited and said –
Me: Aunty, please come soon.
Then I went up and was standing near the door. As soon as my aunty came, I tried pulling her to me.
She then said: Let me keep this snack plate on the table.
Rashmi aunty kept the plate. I pulled her and pushed her on the wall, and started pressing her big boobs. She was taking little heavy breaths.
Aunty: Slowly, slowly..
I made her sit on the bed and pushed her. Now, her face was facing the ceiling and I sat on her waist.
Me: Aunty, why did you button them again? I opened the buttons below, right?
Aunty: As I wanted to come up, I buttoned them.
Me: I will punish you for that. I will bite you hard for this.
Hearing this, aunty started laughing. Then I unbuttoned her blouse and bra and started pressing her boobs. Aunty was enjoying the touch as in between, she used to close her eyes and moan slowly. I slowly rolled my tongue over her nipple and with the other hand pinched her other boob. She screamed, “Aahh..”
I started sucking her badly. She was running her hands on my head and pressing my head on her boobs, moaning and making sounds. While all this was happening, suddenly I heard the sound, “Nikhil, Nikhil..” My mom was calling me from the ground floor!
I was like: Shit! Mom has returned.
Aunty and I got back to our senses and aunty started getting dressing.
Then I told aunty: I will go down, you get dressed and come down.
My mom: Where is Rashmi?
Me: She is upstairs, we were watching our photos.
By the time I was chatting to my mom, aunty also came down.
My mom: We will leave now. Tomorrow, I’m traveling to our home town for 3 days.
I didn’t even get time to say anything to my neighbor aunty about how I felt and we had to keep it incomplete. Then we started stepping out of the house and got into our car. I took the car ahead and then asked my mom where my mobile was. Mom said that she didn’t see it.
I said: I guess I left it at Rashmi aunty’s house.
Then I told her to be in the car and that I would be back in a minute. I ran again to aunt’s house and rang the bell.
Rashmi aunty opened the door and asked: You are back?!
I directly stepped inside. I closed the door, pushed my neighbor aunty to the door, pressed her boobs with both my hands and said in her ears in low sound –
Me: I enjoyed it a lot, but was incomplete. For the next 3 days, no one will be there at my place. Can you come home, please?
Then I took my aunt’s mobile number, kissed her on her cheek, pinched her nipple, and opened the door.
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The story will be continued in the next part.
Next Part: Dream come true with Rashmi aunty – Part 2