Raju saw his saree-clad aunt Sonia walk down the stairs and move into the living room. His jaws crunched at the mouthful of Cheerios and milk as his lust-filled eyes followed her massive buttocks. Her saree was tightly adhered around her body and was way below her navel. Her bubble butt wiggled in slow, gyrating movements; her panty line marginally visible to a casual onlooker.
Raju’s adrenalin was rushing through his veins, his hard-on attaining throbbing proportions. Sonia went over to the window and looked out, stretching her hands, yawning, her saree hugging her buttocks closer now. Raju stopped chewing, staring at the huge mounds that jutted out of her saree, revealing a very visible panty line. Raju was in his early twenties, thin build and stood at about 5’6″ whereas Sonia was in her mid-forties, a full-figured woman weighing 220 lbs. and stood at 5′ 10″.
Her body had retained the firmness and natural curves despite her extra pounds. Her waist still hovering at about 29″. But it was the curve at her hip that took the cake. Sonia was a whopping 44″ around her hips. She was not only wide but had the volume too. Her massive buttocks stuck out from where her spine ended, a gentle slope that reached its highest point at the middle of her butt.
Raju always wondered how she would look in trousers or jeans, but Sonia always chose to wear sarees that were generally low-waist. Sonia turned around and walked over to the dining table, Raju now resuming to munch on the Cheerios.
“Mornin’, Raju, how did you sleep?” she asked while walking over.
“Slept well, as I usually do,” Raju responded, gouging down a spoonful of the cereals.
“Ahhh… need some coffee,” she said, helping herself to a mug and pouring some into it.
Raju glanced at her blouse. The pallu of her saree didn’t cover both her breasts. She didn’t have large breasts for a woman her size, actually pretty small at around 32″, unsure what the cup size was. Her forearms and upper arms were thick but had a feminine demeanor.
“Have some shopping to do today. Minarma’s supposed to give me company,” she said, referring to his mother.
“She told me about it, planning on Shopping center for the holiday day sale,” Raju muttered, looking up.
“Yeah…I’ll see if I can get some deals on an MP3 player for Manik,” he said.
Manik was his twenty-two-year-old cousin who chose to stay home with his friends rather than give his mom company. Sonia stood by the table, sipping coffee. Raju stared at her exposed tummy and wondered how many inches she wore her saree below navel…5 inches, he guessed. She didn’t have washboard abs but certainly had some fat in her underbelly that jiggled a lot when she moved. The weight seemed to distribute itself over her arms, shoulders, her large backside, and her very thick thighs.
“Well, I guess I’ll start getting ready now; Minarma might be looking for me soon,” she said, moving towards the stairs and walking up. Raju’s eyes were glued to her butt cheeks as they gyrated beneath the saree as she took her steps up.
“My God, if she sits on my face, I’d be dead meat,” he thought to himself, gray thoughts clouding his mind. He watched as she completed her ascent up the stairs; his thoughts blurred.
“God almighty…please do something,” he whispered to himself, shaking his head and gobbled another spoonful, munching on it in frustration.
He was reading his stuff on molecular biology when he heard the bell ring. Raju climbed down the stairs from his bedroom, came over to the door, and peered through the eyepiece.
“Oh, they’re back,” he said to himself, opening the door only to find aunt Sonia there with a couple of bags.
“Minarma had some unfinished business with her friends and decided to stay with them,” Sonia said, moving in.
“She’ll be back by evening…Oh, I’m Ok,” she said when Raju motioned to help her with her bags. Sonia walked into the living room, bags in hand, as Raju began his perverted stares on her plump behind. He closed the door, eyes fixated on the rotund mounds of flesh.
“I need to get a shower,” she said, climbing up the stairs; Raju followed her, relishing the movements of her ass cheeks, wondering if she wore snugly fitting panties or the loose ones.
“The snug ones wouldn’t take the pressure for long,” Raju’s naughty thoughts running in his mind. Raju quickly got back to his room, sporting a hard-on that was hard to conceal.
“Oh, Jesus Christ…” he whispered, throwing himself on the bed. He had to do something; aunt Sonia was driving him nuts.
The phone rang, and Raju grabbed it, his thoughts disturbed.
“Hey, Raju…I might get late at Uncle Kumar’s place…might have to come in the morning tomorrow,” his mother’s voice through the earpiece.
“Ok, Bakırköy Escort mom, I’ll ask aunt Sonia to fix me something,” he said.
“Have fun and see ya tomorrow,” he said, ending the call.
He had very little choice; Raju masturbated over and over. He had seen aunt Sonia visually undressed her while she had prepared dinner for him. He thought of how she would look just in her panties, and if she walked from one end of the room to another and how her butt would plop right out as she would peel her panties down. Raju masturbated furiously, relaxing when he ejaculated and fell into a deep sleep.
“Raju…” He awoke to a jerk, opening his eyes. Aunt Sonia was staring down at him. He looked at his aunt; she was wearing a blue saree, soaking wet, her pallu was tucked tightly at her waist, exposing her navel and plump underbelly.
“God, she is looking so hot,” he thought to himself.
Raju got up, checking his watch…6:15 in the morning. He had a few hours before his exams on molecular biology. He wondered why she was all wet and could guess that something was wrong.
“Yes, aunt Sonia,” he murmured in partial consciousness.
“The washbasin is leaking; think you can fix it?” she asked. He realized she took a futile attempt at fixing the washbasin, hence the drenching.
“I’ll try to fix it,” he said, getting off his bed in his pajamas and followed her into the guest room.
“Oh Lord, not again,” he thought as he watched her backside with lusty thoughts. Raju got down on his knees and ducked under the washbasin to investigate the leak as wet Sonia stood next to him.
“Looks like something minor…” he said, turning back and looking up at her.
“Well, I saw some tools here the last time,” Sonia said, bending and opening the small closet to check.
Raju, on his knees, watched in awe as he saw her entire backside opened up in front of him. She fished around looking for tools as her bubble butt shook feebly. She wasn’t wearing panties. The next few minutes were pure heaven, as Raju tried to memorize every detail of Sonia’s large buttock, her wet saree draping her, revealing the humongous proportions. Sonia turned around with a wrench in hand and looked down at Raju, seeing his eyes transfixed on her hips.
“Are you okay, Raju?” she quizzed, watching his eyes, now wide open. Raju looked away, embarrassment creeping up into him, not knowing what to say.
“Raju…??” Sonia asked again.
Gathering courage, Raju muttered, “I can’t help it, aunt Sonia…I’m sorry. I’m just going crazy.”
Sonia was confused.
“Why what happened, Raju?”
Raju breathed heavily…” I can’t; you might get offended,” he said.
“Well, try me,” Sonia stated.
‘The hell with it, Raju, say it…’ his mind urged him. “Aunt Sonia, I can help but get turned on every time I see your backside; I’m sorry…I don’t know how to control myself.”
Sonia’s facial expressions turned to surprise, her face turning beet.
“Raju, that’s not very nice, you know, I’m your aunt, for Christ’s sake.”
Raju looked up at her “Aunt Sonia…I’ll go psycho if I can’t…” he paused.
“Can’t what, Raju?” snapped Sonia.
“Aunt Sonia, I really, really want to kiss you there…I dream of it every day. I even jerked off yesterday night…please don’t mention this to mom,” Raju pleaded.
“Boy, you need counseling; how can you even think of that…besides, you’re just twenty, that’s half my age,” she retorted, now shaking.
“Please, aunt Sonia, just this once…I would swear to god no one has to know about this…” The argument continued for the next few minutes, Sonia unconvinced on the morality of the whole issue.
“Okay, okay, age aside, you’re still my nephew Raju,” she argued. Raju sat quiet, not knowing how to counter-argue.
“I just can’t stop thinking about it,” Raju said.
“Do you know how fat I am there…you think you would like it?? And I’m not a young teenager, Raju,” Sonia questioned.
“All I know is I’m crazy about it, Aunt Sonia,” Raju repeated.
“Okay fine…this stays right here between you and me. I’m leaving for home tomorrow…that’s the last you’ll see of me for the next couple of years at least,” she said.
“I don’t want you are thinking of this anymore after I’m gone…just once more, boy, and I’ll take you to task…is that understood?” she asked.
“But will you let me kiss you there…just this once?” Raju pleadingly asked.
Sonia shook her head. “Ok, what do you want me to do…I’m not going to get naked here, no way,” she stated.
“You just want to see my bum, right?” she said.
“If you’re feeling awkward, you could turn around and lift your saree from behind just above your hips; I Başakşehir Escort won’t ask you to face me, I promise,” Raju suggested.
“No games, young man,” Sonia said, turning around and lifting her saree, exposing only her buttocks.
Still, on his knees, Raju’s eyes savored her entire backside.
“Here you go…” she said.
Her shoulders were large, a few small folds around the waist, but her body was curvy in perfect proportions. Though part of her back had freckles, her skin was mostly smooth.
Raju saw the massive buttocks, the ones he had always imagined. She was really big. He wondered if she had ever face-sat her ex-husband when she was this big, her skin mostly smooth all over her buttcheeks except for the few dimples caused by the fat. Her thighs were thick but well proportioned; she had longer legs than her torso—more like an athlete.
“This better be fast Raju, I ain’t gonna stand here all day for you,” she urged when she sensed no reaction from him.
Raju moved forward and plastered his mouth over her buttocks, starting with the top and all around, kissing every inch… He continued relishing the feeling for a few minutes, licking the skin occasionally. Sonia didn’t as much as flinch during the ordeal as Raju attended to every inch of her 44″ buttocks. She stood straight, holding her saree above her hips.
The buttocks were firm. He felt that as he moved his hands, gently squeezing them as he kissed. His hands moved all over her backside, down on her thick legs and back up. He began to kiss the top of her crack, licking, trying to nude open the cheeks so he could kiss the insides of her cleft.
“Careful there, Raju…you’re getting too close,” Sonia interrupted.
Sonia felt herself getting full of juices when Raju disengaged from kissing her bum, held her by the hips, and turned her around. Sonia looked down at Raju, kneeling in front of her staring at her crotch. She instantly realized his real intention. She subconsciously lifted her saree slowly and held it at her waist, now her front was open to him, her thick, black bush inches from his face. Raju looked up at her face; she was looking down at him. His eyes roamed her groin area for the next few seconds.
He was right; she didn’t have much of a belly for a woman her size; just a few small folds below her navel, and she had stretch marks just above her bush. Nevertheless, she looked great and well-proportioned though bigger breasts would’ve helped. He’d never expected to see a full bush considering most girls he’d dated were shaved but Aunt Sonia had a thick growth, a large “V” that sank between her huge thighs. Her pulpy outer labia were peeking through her bushes.
The appeal of her labia majora, the psychedelic musky aroma of her sex, was too much for him. Raju was shivering in anticipation; he’d never eaten a full bush.
Sonia understood he was lacking confidence. She parted her legs slightly, and with one hand, held her saree and with the other hand grabbed the back of Raju’s head, taking the lead.
She gently pushed his face between her legs as Raju opened his mouth, wet pubic hair filling him instantly, a taste of pungent slime and sweat on his tongue.
Soft sucking sounds emanated as he gently suckled on each of her fleshy outer lips and released.
Raju stuck his tongue out through her thick pubic hair and touched her urethral opening, gently flicking his tongue over it and down until it touched her clitoris. What surprised him was the firmness of her clitoris and the protrusion, which was almost an inch, by far the largest clit he had experienced ever.
Sonia was breathing heavily, pleasure sensations hammering at her brain, opening her legs wider. Closing his mouth around the hard, inch-long clitoris, Raju sucked and sucked hard.
Her wet saree was not making it easier; hence, Sonia tucked the rest of her saree in her waist and used both hands to grasp his hair in a firm hold, her head now looking up, eyes clamped shut as she spread her legs wider.
“Uhhh ohh…” Sonia flinched as she felt his wet tongue touch her clitoris. Unable to stand straight on
her legs, she used his head for support.
Thoughts raced in Sonia’s mind; she was enjoying her feelings but was it right?
“Ooohhhh….” she whimpered as Raju rolled his lips around her clitoris and sucked. This was too much pleasure, a different kind, something that made her lose her senses. the pleasure unimaginable and too great to let go.
Raju felt his mouth fill with pubic hair, his saliva mixing with her juices as he sucked her clitoris. He drank down the putrid mixture of juices, feeling a few strands of her pubic hair going down his throat.
With her legs standing Bebek Escort open wide, he had enough space to innovate his technique as he turned his head and held her fleshy labia between his lips, kissing it, gently drawing it in, and sucking on it. licking her vulva with long, strifeful licks.
He looked up, trying to read his Aunt’s expressions, unable to do so as Sonia’s head was looking up the ceiling, eyes firmly shut. Raju sucked her labia and her clitoris, trying to derive some reaction from his aunt who seemed stoic. He began to feel her hips move slightly.
Encouraged now, Raju licked further down into her vagina only to realize he’d reached the wettest spot so far. Turning his head right under her, Raju clamped his mouth over her juice-drenched vagina, sending his tongue into her, his hands now holding her buttocks over her saree for support. His breath streaked over her clitoris, his eyes barely able to look up at her. Sonia opened her eyes and looked down at Raju, only catching his eyes that were barely visible.
Raju sucked at her vagina, feeling the glue-like consistency of her juices enter his mouth, drinking it down. His tongue embedded deep into her vagina tasted a sour, briny texture, a familiar taste he’d experienced when eating Rina, his girlfriend. But the difference here being Rina was nowhere close to being hairy and not as thick as aunt Sonia.
Sonia felt uncontrollable sensations in her entire body; she had never experienced such bliss, trying hard now to control herself from moaning. In the throes of lust, Raju shot out his tongue reaching her deep confines. Sonia closed her eyes, clamping her teeth down hard, trying to control herself. His tongue went in deep and far, sucking around the vagina and tonguing deep. A subtly
briny taste entered his mouth, Raju now taking in all that his aunt had to give.
“Ooh, lord…” Sonia whispered as Raju’s tongue snaked inside her vagina, reaching as far as her uterus.
He looked into her vagina, down at her outer lips, which were swollen and pink from the sucking and the area around it turning deep pink from his hard kisses, then resuming his sucking.
Raju sucked her vagina clean, moving back up and opening his mouth as wide as possible, trying to accommodate as much of her genitals in his mouth as he could, her urethral opening, her clitoris, and a part of her vagina. His mouth began to suck on it, slowly sucking as though masticating her privates.
Sonia could see his face, his eyes looking up and locked with hers. She was overridden with surprise and pleasure watching Raju worshipping her genitals, mouth wide open.
She peaked into a strong orgasm, her hips bucking as his head bobbed back and forth from her pushes. Raju held on to his act, gripping her large buttocks, which were flexed and no longer soft as before. She released a moan, her hands sinking into his scalp, holding him tight as though she would rip a bunch of hair right off. He realized she was cumming hard and bore the brunt, Sonia’s hips now rocking his face hard.
Raju stopped licking in the last few seconds as his aunt ravaged his face, closing his eyes and letting the feeling sink in. He enjoyed every second, every moment as his aunt furiously face-fucked him, her buttocks flexing as hard as possible, her hips gyrating his mouth in a frenzy. He felt a hard push and Sonia stopped abruptly, her legs, hips, and mid-section going into an uncontrollable shivering motion,
“Oh lord…” she moaned.
Thick coats of cum entered his mouth, a large volume that was quite unnatural. He’d heard of squirting, but this was pure vaginal, slime. Raju drank down the offering feeling its lush texture line his oral cavity and his throat. He sucked gently on her clitoris, discovering more on his way down, ingesting it, and relishing the taste. Raju cleaned his aunt, using his full tongue and licking her swollen labia and the vagina with long strokes.
He felt the grip loosen on his hair and looked up, seeing Sonia’s face flushed red.
He started helping her aunt to make her saree as aunt Sonia wiped his face with her pallu.
Raju hurriedly got up and slipped on his cum on the tiled floor. He had ejaculated with no effort from his hands, just the experience overbearing. Grabbing some tissue, he wiped it off the tiles, taking it with him as he sped out of the bathroom and the guest room. His feelings were mixed; his family were orthodox Catholics, and what happened today was blasphemy. He was sure aunt Sonia would feel the same. What started with him just kissing her buttocks had gone way too far. He thought of her expressionless, red face as he ran out of the bathroom. He was not supposed to give oral sex to her aunt, a feeling of guilt creeping in. Raju took a quick shower; he had to get to school for his exams. When he got back from school, his mom greeted him at the door, sporting a wide smile from ear to ear, telling him he’d just missed aunt Sonia who had left due to something important coming up. He wondered if he’d ever see her again, his conscience killing him.
“I’m sorry, god,” he thought to himself.