During the holidays of my second year, I was at my aunt’s house in Cochin, Kerala. My aunt has always been close to me since childhood, and I was her favorite. She was a teacher, and she was around 35 at that time, and I was 20. Her place was compact but beautiful. She had two kids who were in primary school. And my uncle was an IT employee.
Every day, I used to help my aunt with her chores, and we talked a lot about my school days as well as her school and college days. And sometimes, I tag along with her to shops. Also, we watched serials together. We were more like friends. I just saw her as someone lovely and kind-hearted. At night, the children went to their bedrooms, and I slept in the hall along with my aunt and uncle. Sometimes, my aunt was at the other end, my uncle was in the middle, and I was at the other extreme. Other times, my aunt and uncle switch places.
It had already been a few days, but something felt off. Uncle and aunt didn’t talk much. Uncle was always on the phone at home. And sometimes at night, I hear someone sobbing. And one day in the middle of the night, at around 2, I could hear clearly that someone was crying!
I turned around and saw my aunt, who was in the middle between myself and my uncle, was awake as I saw her toes and hands moving. She was facing her husband. I was half asleep and was not sure, so I crawled closer to confirm that she was indeed crying. She suppressed her sound to make sure not to disturb anyone.
At that moment, I wanted to console her badly. She was just a few centimeters away from me, and I got closer without making any noise. I closed her mouth with my left hand to make sure she didn’t get startled, and I hushed her not to make any sound. She was surprised and turned toward me.
I got closer and asked quietly why she was crying. First, my aunt hesitated and then refused. But I touched her eyes and asked her why they were wet. I was adamant, and finally, she let it out by saying that they were getting divorced! And she started crying again.
My mallu aunt said that her husband was having an affair, and they mutually decided to get divorced. But she said that she was afraid to be alone. I consoled her by tapping her shoulder and reassuring her that everything would be okay. And I said that she would never be alone, and I would always be there for her. I wiped off her tears. I also said not to hide anything from me, and whenever she felt like crying, she could always call me so that I could be with her.
She then stopped crying, and her breathing went down. Our faces were close to each other, and I could sense her hot breath against me. I touched her cheeks with my left hand and asked her to smile for me. I said, “I always like to see my aunt smiling.” I finally forced a small smile on her and asked her to go to sleep.
Her bedsheet was uneven, so I adjusted her near the legs by touching her feet and making the sheet close to her shoulder. I went closer and rested my forehead against her, and our noses rubbed. I said not to worry about anything. I said good night and kissed her forehead. “Returning my childhood favors,” I said. She smiled, and I told her that every night from then on, I would be the one to make her sleep. She smiled again. Then I crawled back to my place and slept.
Day 2:
I was in my office. I couldn’t stop thinking about my aunt. I was replaying what I did the previous day. And I couldn’t believe myself that I was very close to her and kissed her forehead! Not only that, but also her side profile while she slept, her waist with folds, and the curvature she had. The length of her hair and some tiny hair on her neck. I was questioning myself: Was that it? Was it what they called milf? Or was I attracted to an aunt or a mature woman? She was 36. I was 20. It felt very wrong. I cursed myself and said to myself that whatever it was, I wouldn’t let it progress.
Then I went home, had dinner, and slept facing the wall. Then uncle was in the middle, and she was on the other extreme end.
It was around 12 am. Uncle slept soundly, and she was sleeping as well. I remember that I said I would say goodnight daily. It was dark, with only the mild moonlight from the window.
My heart was racing, but I stood, went to the toilet silently, and while coming back, I went near her and sat between the wall and her. (Yes, I said I wouldn’t let it progress, but the minute I was close to her, my feelings changed.)
I shook her a little bit, and she woke immediately, but I kept my finger on her lip. She understood and looked back to check whether her husband was sleeping. When she turned toward me, I laid my head on her pillow, closed her lip with my hand to hush her, and told her that I always kept my word.
I asked how she was feeling today. She said that she was better. I said that time would heal everything. She kept looking at me. I went closer and rubbed my nose with hers. I didn’t move back. She said not to make any noise. We talked in a husky voice for a few minutes. I could smell her breath. It smelled of food that we had for dinner.
While we talked, my south Indian aunt kept her hand on my face and rubbed me with her palm. I played with her hair. Then I said goodnight and kissed her forehead. This time, she too kissed my forehead.
I was about to get up. She was looking at me, and I was looking at her, and eventually I hugged her. God, it felt awesome. She was bigger than me. She, too, held me tightly. My mouth was near her ears, and I was breathing heavily, and she was as well. I said that I was there for her.
She increased her embrace of me. Then we felt uncle was moving. So we released each other. We smiled, and she said, “Go.”
I kissed her cheek and said bye. Her eyes changed when I kissed her cheek. Then I went to my place.
Note: So far, we both only felt the upper body when we hugged. Deep down, I wanted more, but I let it have its natural pace. I was not sure that she wanted me as well.
Day 3:
I had too many assignments and projects, so I had to work late. I was tired when I reached home, so when I laid down, I slept.
Day 4:
In the morning, my aunty just avoided me. And she stared at me, and I understood she was angry. At night, when we were sleeping, to my luck, she was in the middle. I waited until 12 am. And then I crawled to her. She looked back at me but didn’t care.
I went close to her ear and said sorry. She said not to talk with her and to go back to my place. I didn’t know what to do, so I hugged her from behind. I could feel her entire back. Finally, her ass was against my cock. She jerked a little but didn’t say anything.
I moved my face close to her ear, kissed it, and said sorry. She looked back and said she missed me yesterday. I said I had work and I was very tired, or else I would never forget her for the world. I said that I kissed her slightly below her ear, at the start of her neck. She was aroused and let a small breath out.
She just turned her face, kissed me on the nose, and slowly turned toward me. I pulled her closer using my left hand and hugged her tightly. I could feel her breast pressing against me, and so I further increased my embrace of her. She said that she missed this yesterday, and my hug felt good. I was in heaven.
That was it. Nothing could stop me. I buried my face in her neck and started giving sloppy kisses. She started moaning. She held my head and started rubbing my hair and burying it further. With my left hand, I grabbed her naked waist and rubbed and crushed it. She started moaning a lot. Then I stopped and took my face near her, rubbed her nose, and kissed it. And her forehead.
We were lying on the same pillow with our faces close to each other. Our noses touched. Our lips were very close, just a few centimeters apart. Our breathing was very hot. I thought it was a game of who would make the first move. She moved her lip toward my nose and kissed it. And my forehead as well. Then we hugged tightly as if we were going to merge into one. I kept my hand on her lower back, pulled it, and made my hard cock press against her pussy.
I thought I crossed the line. But my aunt put her leg around me and pushed her pussy against my cock! It was clear that we wanted each other.
My lip was pressed near her collarbone. We were just hugging tightly. I slowly opened my mouth and slightly pushed my tongue outside. I started licking and dragging my mouth against her collarbone. My breathing started increasing a lot. From the collarbone, I slowly dragged my lip up, licking her neck and towards her chin. She anticipated what I was doing and moved her head down. I closed my mouth and started dragging it toward her lip. Finally, our lips touched and landed.
That was the best moment of my life. Her breathing from her nose and mine made it too much hotter. We didn’t kiss. We both kept our mouths closed and slowly we started breathing heavily. Then she opened her mouth, sucked, and kissed me. Start of fire. I started eating her. We were eating each other’s saliva, opened our mouths wide enough, and licked each other’s tongues. It was like a game of who would run out of breath first. It was hot but also heavenly. Our breaths became one.
My aroused mallu aunt was pulling me against her by my waist. I grabbed her ass and pulled closer. And she, too, pulled me even closer. And we were dry-humping each other. I crushed her ass on top of the saree. I wanted more, so I inserted my hand into her saree and felt her naked ass. And crushed it.
We were hungrily eating each other’s lips. She started mumbling while we were kissing. She said that she couldn’t handle it anymore.
She then pulled my trousers down and touched my cock. She was feeling it. This was the first time someone had ever touched my cock. I was on cloud 9, and I couldn’t continue kissing as it was too much. I was just moaning near her lips, and she bit my lip and dragged me while I was moaning. I wanted to feel her pussy, so I slowly moved my hand from her ass towards her pussy.
My hand was shivering a bit, and finally, I touched it. It was hairy, and I started rubbing her, and it was wet. Now she started moaning a lot.
I started rubbing her pussy intensely, and she just kept jerking me. Suddenly, she started moaning a lot and started kissing wildly, and then she let one final moan into my mouth and pressed my cock firmly with her hand, and only then did I realize that she had cum. She was breathing out into my mouth, and I let go of her pussy. She was looking into my eyes, but I was not done yet.
I kissed my aunt again, moved my cock towards her pussy, and touched it. She shivered, and for one final time, she just checked back on her husband and started giving me intense small kisses on my cheeks, nose, and lips, and she also said that she wanted me.
The atmosphere was intense, and we were like mad lovers, and she was horny as fuck. She started moving her hips a lot, rubbing her pussycat against my cock, and I was too aroused and was exploring my hand on the back of her body. Then I pressed her waist tightly, and for the first time, I moved up and pressed her left boobs firmly, and she moaned with pain as much as with pleasure.
She said, “I have never felt like this, and I can’t take it anymore. Take me; I am yours, and I don’t care about the world.”
She then removed my t-shirt and also pulled me by my hand, gesturing for me to be on top of her. She just lifted the front portion of the saree and dragged her pants slightly. I removed her pallu, which was covering her breast; she just looked me in the eyes, which conveyed to me that I can do whatever I wanted.
I positioned my cock near my eager aunt’s pussy but didn’t insert it. I went near her lip, kissed her, and said that I wanted her hair to be loose. Then she untied her hair. She grabbed me by the neck and started sucking the breath out of me. I caught her hand and released myself. I touched her lip, inserted my finger in her mouth, and moved it along her neck, and then I landed it on her blouse. I undid her hook and then moved her bra, which caused her boobs to fall.
I lowered my head and traced the outer part of her boobs with my tongue. She was aroused as fuck and started rubbing her pussy against my cock by moving her hip. I started biting her breasts and sucking them like I was drinking her milk. She started moaning a lot and was pulling my hair with her fingers. Aunty then pulled me to her face, and we were eating each other’s lips; our tongues were tied, and our breath became one. She finally said, “I can’t wait anymore. Fuck me.”
I positioned myself by keeping my hands on either side of her body. She grabbed my cock and guided me near the entry. I slowly inserted the tip of my cock. First, I only inserted the cock head, and then I slowly inserted more and more until my entire cock was inside my Kerala aunt. Then I gave three deep thrusts and slowly started the rhythm. I was on cloud 9, as this was my first time. I couldn’t believe myself that I was losing my virginity to my own aunt. I had never been so horny, and I started moaning a lot. She pulled me closer and started kissing me. We were both moaning inside each other’s mouths.
I started increasing my pace and was pounding her pussy. She grabbed my buttocks and increased the thrust against her.
We couldn’t continue kissing as we were fucking, but our mouths were touched, and we were moaning inside each other’s mouths. It’s just been 5 minutes or so, but I couldn’t control it. I wanted to cum so bad. I said, “I’m going to cum..” When I said that, she started moving her hip a lot and said, “Cum inside me” and she locked her mouth with mine.
I was only breathing through my nose, and so was she, but our mouths were locked like we had become one. I started increasing my pace; she realized that I was going to cum and pulled me closer. I just exploded my cum inside my aunt and moaned loudly inside her mouth, and so did she.
Her toes curled, and she scratched my back. It was 10 deep thrusts. I came a lot like piss, and so did she.
She unlocked my mouth, and we were breathing out heavily. She gave me a small peck on my lips while I was breathing out. And then I rested on top of her and closed my eyes. When I woke up, it was 7:30 in the morning, and I was in my place but fully clothed. Only then did I realize that I passed out soon after I came, and she had to dress me up and put me in my place. It was the most beautiful night.
I couldn’t believe what happened last night, and that too in the presence of her husband. It was the start of something beautiful.
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This is a fictional one. Writing a story in itself is a fantasy. I have planned to write 3 or 5 stories, depending on how horny and free I am. It was on my weird-to-do list.
About me: I am a virgin, 24-year-old guy in Cochin, Kerala. The fantasy towards aunts or mature women is because they are beautiful and mature. And they age like fine wine. Anyone from Cochin or Bangalore can reach me at [email protected]