This is a true story that happened in my life a few years ago. I know this is a common dialogue across this forum, but this is genuine. My name is Arun, and I am 38 years old now.
The lady in this story is my aunt, who is also my age. The difference is that at that age, I was not married, but she had given birth to two kids. Her name is Anitha.
This happened in the state of Andhra Pradesh (AP). They are landlords in their village. This incident occurred when I visited their village during my B.Tech studies. I am tall and was handsome.
I never had any thought or never dreamed that this might happen. We were casually talking in the evening and spent around two hours on their farm. On the farm, they had cattle from which they used to sell milk and bring it to the house. We reached home sometime in the evening and had dinner. Normally, in villages, people sleep on the rooftop or outside for fresh air.
So, I preferred the rooftop, reached the terrace, and was browsing some saved videos on my laptop. My aunt also came over there after dinner and started a conversation. As in every story, after some time, she asked me whether I had any intention of marrying soon. I said no. Immediately, she asked me about my girlfriend. I said I had one, but it would take time until we both were settled.
The discussion went on and on, and at a certain point in time, she asked me, “I will ask you one question, will you tell the truth?” I hesitated and asked what it was. She again asked me the same question and told me not to worry about it. I asked her repeatedly, but she said, “It’s up to you.” Out of hesitation, I asked, “What is it?”
Anitha: “Should not lie.”
Me: I said no.
Anita: “Asked me to swear.”
Me: I promised.
Anita: She took a pause and asked, “Did you both kiss each other?”
Me: I was taken aback (honestly, I never thought she would ask this question).
Anita: She then said, “If you’re not willing to say, leave it.”
Me: I said yes, we kissed and went to the movies as well.
Anitha: And then she said, “One more question.”
Me: I said OK (now I understood what she would ask).
Anita: “Did you have breakfast?”
Me: I said yes (breakfast means except sex).
Anita: She said, “So you did everything before marriage.”
Me: I just laughed and ignored.
Then she discussed a few other topics and said she was feeling sleepy. I said OK.
Anita: She said, “I will ask one last question.”
Me: I knew what it was, and I said, “No, we didn’t have sex.”
She laughed and said, “Good boy,” and pinched my cheeks.
She said that my uncle (babai) would be back and that she had to serve dinner and make the kids sleep.
I said OK, and she left.
After an hour or so, as I was feeling sleepy, something again hit my cheeks. When I opened my eyes, she was there again.
Me: I asked, “What happened again?”
Anita: “Your uncle left with friends and will come back sometime.” (He went to drink alcohol).
Me: I said OK.
She said she was not getting sleep and wanted to discuss gossip with me. I said OK.
Anita: “I am also of your age, do you know that?”
Honestly, I wasn’t sure until that day that she was of my age. I was surprised and said, “You are married long back.”
Anita: “Yes, when I was in college, I got married.”
Me: I said OK.
Now the boundaries started to blur from her side.
Anita: “You know how we feel at this age.”
Me: I said, “I know.”
Anita: “What do you know? You don’t know anything.”
Me: I said I know.
Anita: She again said, “You don’t know anything, and if you know, you will understand.”
Me: Now I got the clue, but said, as if I didn’t understand, “What do you understand? Tell me clearly.”
Anita: “You are also of my age, and you should have understood by now.”
Me: I said, “Don’t confuse me, tell me upfront.” (I knew what it was, but if we do open up and do anything or tell anything, it might backfire as we are relatives).
Anita: “Your uncle doesn’t understand me properly and does whatever he likes.”
Me: I said, “What should I do now?”
Anita: “I thought you understood me and knew what I want.”
Me: I just didn’t say anything, even though my boner was already up and was hiding it in the blanket.
Then, after 5-10 minutes of silence, she kept her hand in the blanket and started pinching.
Me: I said, “STOP, it’s paining.”
After a few seconds, she started tickling (chakkaligili). I somehow caught her hands after some time and said, “STOP.” Again, after a few seconds, she started. Then, this time, I was on top of her. I couldn’t control myself now, and as I knew she was deliberately doing it, I directly pressed her boobs, which were around 34 inches. She didn’t say anything.
I silently lay down beside her and couldn’t face her for 5 minutes. Yet again, she started the tickling, and this time, I pressed her both boobs like melons and kissed her like anything. She didn’t say anything.
It was the first time for me like that, wherein I had taken control of a woman who I never thought would lead to such action. As I was so impatient, I kept my left hand inside her saree below the navel. I couldn’t believe it. She closed her eyes and didn’t say anything.
I was feeling the pubic hair and wetness, and on top, I was crushing her boobs on top of her jacket. There was neither a bra nor panty inside. In villages, they normally don’t wear it.
Since it was my first time, I ejaculated in my underwear and lay down beside her. After minutes of silence, she said:
Anita: “Is it done?”
Me: “Yes.”
Anita: “So fast.”
Me: I said, “YES.”
Anita: “Since it’s your first time, you will feel pressure and ejaculate fast. Be slow.”
Me: I just smiled (my junior became small).
She then kissed me, and with her hand, started the foreplay, and within minutes, my boner was up again. But this time, I was afraid that someone might come onto the terrace and see us.
She went downstairs, switched off all the lights, and before coming back, kept empty pots at the beginning of the steps. If someone might come, the sound would come.
Anita: “Everyone is sleeping,” whispered in my ears.
Me: I said, “OK.”
Anita: She just slept beside me and was not doing anything now.
Me: After a few seconds, I only kept my right leg on top of her legs, and with my toe, I started lifting the saree. It came up to her knees, and then I saw the full show of her hairy pussy, which I couldn’t see properly as it was night. Now, I pressed the boobs again and was kissing her like anything.
She was telling me to be slow. I didn’t listen to her. I opened the jacket of hers, and now I could see her full 34-size boobs with nipples. Without wasting any further time, I asked her to remove my shorts and underwear. She was also in full mood and immediately removed both. Now, the problem starts.
I was not finding the spot, but she said, “Little below, there, here…” I was tensed that someone might come, but she said, “Don’t worry, no one will come.” Later, she only caught my penis and showed the way. Initially, it was not going, but later I sensed and felt the warmth of her pussy lips, and I couldn’t control.
I had a good session for about 5 minutes, and I was about to ejaculate. She said, “Don’t worry, I will get my periods in 2-3 days.” I ejaculated my sperm in her vagina. OMG… that feeling was something different.
And we had around 3-4 sessions in total that night, with longer times. It was so nice, and I felt happy.
The next day morning, I couldn’t face her, and neither could she face me. Sometime later, I don’t know how I got the energy, and from where, I checked for her. Her kid said, “Mom went to take a shower.” I said, “I am going out,” and directly went and knocked on the bathroom door. She knew it was me. Silently, she unlocked the door, and we had around 20 minutes of session in the bathroom. I shaved her pussy with my uncle’s razor, and that was the first time I saw her pussy.
After that, whenever I visited the place, I used to have 1-2 sessions during my stay. But one thing, we never communicated on the phone or did SMS to each other. Until date, no one knew anything. Of course, now I don’t visit her place, and even if I visit, I will just say “Hi” and “Bye”. She also acts as if nothing has happened between us. Safe for both of us, as privacy is the most important thing.
We all knew that sex is a private thing, and we can’t discuss it openly or share it with anyone anonymously. Feel free to reply to me on [email protected]. As you want privacy, I also want to have fun and be private.