My name’s Gaurav, an 18-year-old guy from a small village in Haryana. I’m 5’9”, decent-looking, and pretty sharp for my age. My cock’s a solid 6.5 inches long and 3.8 inches thick—something I’m damn proud of. This story’s about me and my smoking-hot Aunt Pooja, a family friend who’s practically part of our clan. She’s 42 but looks like a fucking goddess. Fair-skinned, with massive, tight tits and an ass so big and juicy it could make anyone lose their mind. Her figure’s a jaw-dropping 38-32-40. Her husband’s some government employee, always away, and her two kids are studying abroad.
One day, my mom told me Pooja needed me to take her to the market. I didn’t think twice and rode over to her place on my bike. When I got there, she was wearing a tight salwar suit that hugged her curves like a second skin. Her tits and ass were popping out, and my cock was already stirring in my pants. I caught myself staring at her chest, and I’m pretty sure she noticed but didn’t say a word. I took her to the market on my bike, her big tits pressing against my back the whole way, making my dick harder with every bump. She shopped for a bit, and we headed back to her place.
Back at her house, I teased, “Why don’t you learn to ride a scooty, Aunt Pooja? Scared or what?” She laughed, a little nervous, and said, “Gaurav, it’s not that easy. I’m terrified of falling.” I grinned, “Come on, I’ll teach you.” She hesitated but agreed. Her lawn was huge, perfect for practice. I pulled out her old scooty and told her to hop on. She did, and I slid right behind her, my chest pressed against her back, my cock brushing her ass. I said, “Start it up.” She started the scooty but squeaked, “Gaurav, I’m scared shitless.”
“Relax, I’ve got the handle from behind,” I said, pressing even closer. As she tried driving, she slammed the brakes hard, her head jerking forward. I grabbed her to steady her, my hands landing on her tits and squeezing hard. She let out a soft “Ahh…” and blushed but didn’t stop me. She mumbled, “Hold me tighter, Gaurav.” I took the chance and pressed myself closer.
She started again, and another sudden brake had my hands back on her tits, squeezing even harder. She moaned, “Ohh… fuck…” I could tell she was rattled but didn’t pull away. I said, “Keep trying, it’s not that hard.” We kept at it, and every brake was an excuse for me to grope her tits. My cock was rock-hard, rubbing against her ass every time she stopped. She didn’t say a word, just breathed heavier, acting like it was no big deal.
I squeezed her tits again, and she let out another “Ahh… ohh…” I leaned in, kissed her neck softly, and whispered, “Aunt Pooja, I’m crazy about you.” She turned, shocked, and said, “Gaurav, what’s so special about me? I’m 42, for God’s sake.” I grabbed her tits harder, making her gasp, “Ohh… fuck…” and said, “Your tits and that ass drive me wild. You’re fucking hot.” She blushed hard and whispered, “Let’s go inside.”
We went to her bedroom, and she locked the door. I grabbed her, pinning her against me, and started kissing her hard. We made out for a solid 20 minutes, tongues wrestling, her hands clawing at my chest. I yanked off her salwar and kurta. She stood there in a pink bra and panties, looking like a damn porn star. I ripped off her bra and sucked her tits, my hand sliding to her pussy. She moaned loud, “Ahh… ohh… fuck, Gaurav…”
I kissed down her stomach to her pussy. It was pink with a light patch of hair, and I dove in, licking her like a starved man. She was screaming, “Ohh… fuck… what are you doing…” I kept eating her out, and she was dripping wet. I stripped naked, and she grabbed my cock, saying, “Your uncle’s dick is a fucking joke compared to this. It doesn’t even get hard.” She sucked me off, her mouth sliding up and down my shaft, and I was in heaven.
We got into a 69, me licking her pussy while she sucked my cock. She was squirming, begging, “Gaurav, stop teasing me. Fuck my pussy now.” I positioned my cock at her entrance and thrust hard. My thick tip barely went in, and she screamed, “Fuck! You’re tearing my pussy!” I kissed her to calm her down, then pushed again, getting half my cock in. She was moaning, “Ohh… shit… it hurts…” I sucked her tits and slammed in fully, my cock buried in her tight pussy.
I started fucking her, the room filling with wet “slap-slap” sounds. She was bucking her hips, matching my thrusts, yelling, “Fuck me harder, Gaurav… rip my pussy apart…” Five minutes in, she came hard, her warm juices coating my cock. I kept pounding, and she came two more times. After 15 minutes, I growled, “I’m gonna cum.” She gasped, “Cum inside me.” I fucked her faster, her screams of “Ohh… fuck… harder…” echoing as I unloaded deep in her pussy. Her cunt was overflowing with my cum.
I pulled out, and her pussy was dripping. My cock got hard again seeing that. I shoved it in her mouth, and she sucked it eagerly. Five minutes later, I was rock-hard again. I flipped her into doggy style, spreading her fat, pale ass. Her pink-brown asshole was tight as fuck. I licked it, and she moaned, “Ohh… fuck…” I slid a finger in, and she begged, “Gaurav, please, don’t fuck my ass. I’ve never done it. It’ll hurt like hell.” I smirked, “Pain’s where the fun’s at, Aunt Pooja.” I grabbed oil, slathered her ass and my cock, making her ass glisten like a porn star’s.
I pressed my cock against her asshole and pushed. My tip went in, and she screamed, “Fuck! I’m dying… take it out!” I pushed harder, getting half my cock in. She was yelling, but I didn’t stop, slamming all the way in. She was gasping, but after a bit, she relaxed. I started fucking her ass, and she was moving her hips, moaning, “Ohh… fuck my ass harder, Gaurav…” I pounded her for 20 minutes, then shot my load deep in her ass. I fucked her pussy and ass two more times that day. My cock was swollen, and her ass was red and puffy. She panted, “Gaurav, I’ve never felt pleasure like this. You’re a real man.” We kissed, I got dressed, and went home. Now we fuck every week, and her ass is even bigger, barely letting her walk after I’m done with her.
Aunt Pooja’s Birthday Fuckfest
Last time, I told you how I fucked Aunt Pooja while “teaching” her to ride a scooty. This part’s about her birthday. Her husband was abroad, and she was alone. I called her at midnight to wish her, and she said, “Thanks, Gaurav, but what’s the point of a birthday alone?” I replied, “I’m here, aren’t I? I’ll bring a cake tomorrow evening, and we’ll have a blast.” She giggled, blew a kiss over the phone, and hung up.
The next evening, I showed up with a chocolate cake. She opened the door in a tight yellow suit and green pajamas, her ass looking insanely fuckable. I hugged her, wished her, and kissed her cheeks. We went inside, and I sat on the couch. I pulled her onto my lap and started making out with her. She kissed me back hard, my cock turning into a steel rod in my pants.
I started stripping her. She teased, “What about the cake?” I grinned, “I’m cutting it with you naked.” I pulled off her suit—she was in a pink bra. Then her pajamas came off, leaving her in pink panties. She stripped me too, gasping at my 6.5-inch cock, “This thing’s ready to go, huh?” I said, “It’s been waiting for you.”
I ripped off her bra and sucked her tits. She moaned, “Ohh… fuck… ahh…” I kissed her stomach, then her thighs. She was writhing, “Gaurav, you’re killing me…” I tore her panties off and licked her pussy. She screamed, “Ohh… fuck… yes…” She grabbed my cock and sucked it like a pro, making me groan.
I said, “Let’s cut the cake.” I set the chocolate cake on the table and lit a candle. She asked, “Where’s the knife?” I handed her my cock and said, “Here’s your knife.” She laughed, “This big-ass knife?” We held my cock together, pulled back the foreskin, and cut the cake with the tip. I smeared cake on my cock and fed it to her. She licked it clean like a slut. She spread cake on her tits and told me to eat. I sucked her tits, and she moaned, “Ohh… fuck…”
I smeared cake on her pussy and slammed my cock in. The “slap-slap” sounds filled the room as I fucked her hard. She screamed, “Fuck… harder… tear my pussy…” She came twice, her juices soaking my cock. After 15 minutes, I said, “I’m cumming.” She begged, “Cum in my mouth.” I shoved my cock in her mouth, and she sucked until I shot my load down her throat. She swallowed every drop.
We collapsed, then showered together. She went to the kitchen naked to make dinner. I followed, still naked. Her big, pale ass got me hard again. I told her to bend over. I grabbed oil, massaged her ass, and she oiled my cock. I pressed against her asshole and pushed. Half my cock went in, and she screamed, “Fuck! It hurts…” I pushed harder, getting all in. I fucked her ass hard, her screams turning to, “Fuck my ass… harder…” I slapped her ass red, then sat her on the kitchen counter, lifted her leg, and pounded her ass again. After 20 minutes, I came in her ass, cum dripping out when I pulled out.
We ate dinner, then fucked all night—her pussy five times, her ass three. By 4 a.m., we were still at it. In the morning, she kissed me awake, and we fucked in the shower. I left her place, her pussy and ass wrecked, barely able to walk.
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