Aunty chudai kahani :- Ghar ke saamne wali building mein Priya Aunty rehti thi. Unka pati foreign mein tha, bachche boarding school mein. Main unke ghar aksar paani, gas cylinder, ya koi chhota kaam karne ke bahane se jaata tha. Aunty hamesha soft saree pehenti, blouse thoda tight, aur mujhe “beta” bol ke bulati. Pehle sirf respect thi, lekin dheere-dheere unki body dekh ke andar kuch alag mehsoos hone laga.
Ek shaam main unke ghar gaya tha fan repair karne. Aunty kitchen se chai laayi. Unki saree ka pallu thoda khiska hua tha, cleavage clearly dikh raha tha. Main baith ke dekh raha tha. Unhone notice kiya aur muskuraayi.
“Kya dekh raha hai beta?” unhone dheere se poocha.
“Kuch nahi Aunty… aap bahut sundar lag rahi ho aaj.”
Unke gaal laal ho gaye. “Pagal hai kya? Main teri mummy ki umar ki hoon.”
Phir bhi woh sofa pe mere paas baith gayi. Unka haath mere kandhe pe aa gaya. Main saans rok ke baitha raha. Unki perfume aur body ki garmi saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Thodi der baad unhone apna haath mere seene pe rakha. “Beta… tujhe lagta hai main ab bhi attractive hoon?”
Main bas sir hilaya. Unhone dheere se mere lips pe kiss kar diya. Pehle soft, phir garam. Main unka kamar pakad ke unhe apne paas kheench liya. Unki chhaatiyan meri chest se dabi. Unhone aah bhari.
“Haan beta… aise hi…”
Main unke blouse ke button kholne laga. Unhone mana nahi kiya. Bra ke andar se unke bade, soft boobs nikal aaye. Main unhe chusne laga. Aunty ke muh se “aaah… beta… dheere… aur zor se” nikalne laga. Unka haath mere jeans ke upar se mere lund pe ghoom raha tha.
Main unhe uthakar bedroom le gaya. Saree poori utar di. Unki panty geeli thi. Main neeche baith gaya aur unki chut chatne laga. Aunty bed pe leti hui “haan beta… wahan… aur andar… apni jeebh daal” bol rahi thi. Unka pani mere muh pe aa raha tha. Main unki clit chusta raha jab tak woh thodi thodi sihilayi na lene lagi.
Phir main khada hua. Aunty ne meri pant utaar di aur mere lund ko haath mein le liya. “Itna mota aur lamba hai beta… meri chut phat jayegi.” Phir unhone use muh mein le liya. Garam, geela, tight. Main unke baal pakad ke dheere dheere thrust karne laga. Unke gale tak jaane pe unki aankhein band ho jaati thi, lekin woh chusti rahi.
Jab main control nahi kar paa raha tha, toh unhone mujhe bed pe lita diya. Khud mere upar aakar baithi. Apni chut mere lund pe set ki aur dheere dheere neeche aayi. “Aaah… beta… bahut bada hai… andar ja raha hai…”
Main unki kamar pakad ke upar se dhakka dene laga. Unki chuchiyan hawa mein hil rahi thi. Main unhe pakad ke chus raha tha. Aunty “aur tez beta… aur andar daal… meri chut maar de” chilla rahi thi.
Phir maine unhe doggy style mein kar diya. Peeche se unki badi gaand dekh ke main pagal ho gaya. Lund andar daala aur zor zor se dhakke maare. Aunty ke muh se “haan… haan… maar de beta… aur zor se… meri chut phaad de” nikal raha tha. Unki chut bahut tight aur geeli thi. Har dhakke pe unka badan kaamp raha tha.
Main unke baal pakad ke aur tez kar diya. Aunty ke pair kaanp rahe the. “Main aa rahi hoon beta… saath mein aa…” Unhone haath peeche le jaakar meri jaangh pakad li. Main bhi control nahi kar saka aur unki chut ke andar hi jhad gaya. Aunty ne bhi saath mein orgasm liya. Unka badan pura kaanp utha.
Uske baad main unke upar let gaya. Dono saans le rahe the. Aunty ne mujhe gale laga liya aur kaan mein kaha, “Beta… yeh sirf hamare beech rahega. Kabhi kisi ko mat batana.”
Main unke baal sehlaata raha. “Haan Aunty. Main bhi aapke bina ab nahi reh sakta.”
Us raat se hamari chhup-chhup ke mulakaatein shuru ho gayi. Kabhi subah, kabhi raat ko. Aunty ab khud phone karke bulati thi. Aur main hamesha unke liye ready rehta tha.