Hey, I’m Gaurav, a 20-year-old guy living in a lively joint family in our village home. Everyone gets along, joking and laughing all day. My uncle and his wife, my aunt Riya, live with us. Riya’s around 30-32, but her body is pure fire—curvy hips, tight ass, and big, juicy tits that could make any guy’s cock throb. Her sister, Poonam, two years younger, is even hotter, with a round, plump ass and perky breasts that practically beg to be freed from her blouse. Their teasing smiles and killer curves are enough to drive anyone wild.
This happened during my college break after my first semester. It was a scorching summer, and I loved showering out in the open courtyard, letting the cool water wash over me. That day, I was in just my briefs, enjoying the chill of the water under the blazing sun. Out of nowhere, Aunt Riya strolled into the courtyard and started teasing me. She tugged at my briefs, giggling, “What’s this, Gaurav? Hiding a big cock under there?”
I laughed and shot back, “You should’ve thought twice before messing with my briefs!” In a playful move, I splashed a bucket of water over her. Her saree clung to her body, soaking wet, revealing every curve. Her massive tits strained against her blouse, her nipples poking through the fabric. Her thighs glistened under the drenched saree. Riya pouted, half-annoyed, “You bastard, look at this mess! Now I’ve got to shower too.”
I grinned, “Since you’re already wet, why not join me?”
She glared, feigning anger, “You shameless boy! What if someone sees us?”
I smirked, “Who’s here to see? Dad and Uncle are at work, Mom’s off visiting relatives. No one’s around.”
Riya paused, her eyes glinting with mischief. She turned as if to leave but stopped. In one swift move, she let her saree’s pallu drop, then unbuttoned her blouse right in front of me. I was floored. Her huge tits, barely contained by her bra, spilled out, her nipples visible through the wet fabric. She told me to fetch more water for the bathroom and sauntered inside. My cock was already rock-hard, straining against my briefs. I grabbed a bucket and followed her. Inside, I found Riya stark naked—her smooth pussy glistening, her full tits bouncing, her round ass begging to be grabbed.
Her eyes locked on my bulging cock. She smirked, “Gaurav, your beast is ready to break free.”
I reached for her tits, squeezing them, and begged, “Riya, please, let me fuck your pussy!”
She laughed, “You horny bastard, I knew you’d want to fuck me. But not today—tomorrow, when everyone’s at the wedding. Then you can have me.”
She pushed me out of the bathroom. My cock was throbbing, her naked body burned into my brain—her slick pussy, those heavy tits, that perfect ass. That night, I jerked off twice thinking of her. The first time, I came hard, but my cock wouldn’t calm down. After the second round, I finally slept, dreaming of her tight pussy.
The next day, every second felt like an eternity. I was desperate for everyone to leave. By noon, the house was empty. I locked the door and stormed into Riya’s room. She was in a red saree, her ass looking like it was carved for sin. I grabbed her from behind, pressing my lips to hers. Her breath was hot, her body trembling under my touch. I squeezed her tits through her saree, feeling her nipples harden. She didn’t resist—she knew I’d been craving this.
I pulled her saree off, leaving her in a bra and panties. Her smooth waist and deep navel made my cock twitch. I pushed her onto the bed, rubbing her pussy through her panties. They were soaked, the wet patch betraying her arousal. I kissed her hard, ripping off her bra. Her massive tits bounced free, nipples stiff and begging to be sucked. I took one in my mouth, sucking and nibbling, while my hands mauled the other. Riya moaned, “Easy, you bastard, you trying to rip them off?”
I grinned, “Just want to suck these beauties dry.”
She purred, “Then go ahead, fulfill your dirty desires.”
I bit her nipple gently, and she gasped, pulling me closer. Her moans echoed as I sucked her tits, my tongue swirling around her hard nipples. My cock was leaking precum, soaking my shorts. I yanked off her panties, revealing her dripping pussy, glistening under the dim light. I spread her legs, burying my face in her cunt. Her musky scent drove me wild. I licked her clit, sucking it hard, then plunged my tongue deep inside her. Riya’s moans turned to screams, “Ohh, Gaurav… suck my pussy… fuck, eat it all!”
I fingered her, sliding two fingers into her tight, wet hole, pumping them in and out. Her pussy clenched around me, her juices dripping down my hand. She screamed, “Fuck, you bastard… finger my cunt harder!” I added a third finger, stretching her, and she came, her body shaking, her pussy gushing all over my face. She panted, “You drank my pussy dry, you horny fuck.”
She pushed me onto the bed, climbing over me. Her hands rubbed my cock through my shorts, the precum making a wet spot. She licked the tip through the fabric, and I groaned, “Fuck, Riya, you’re incredible!” She winked, teasing my cock with her tongue, driving me wild. I tried to pull off my shorts, but she grabbed my hands, kissing me deeply. The taste of my own precum on her lips made me hungrier.
I grabbed her ass, squeezing its soft, round cheeks, and flipped her onto the bed. I tore off her panties, rubbing my cock against her slick pussy. She moaned, “Gaurav, shove that cock in me… my pussy’s begging for it.” I slid my 8-inch cock into her wet cunt, her tightness gripping me like a vice. I started slow, savoring every inch, then sped up. The room filled with the wet slap of flesh, her pussy squelching with every thrust. She wrapped her legs around me, screaming, “Fuck me, Gaurav… tear my pussy apart… ohh, you fucking stud!”
I pounded her harder, sucking her neck, squeezing her tits. Her nails dug into my back as she screamed, “Harder, you bastard… rip my cunt open!” I fucked her in missionary, then flipped her onto her knees, slamming into her from behind. Her ass jiggled with every thrust, and I spanked it, leaving red marks. She begged, “Fuck my ass too, you horny fuck!”
I spit on her tight asshole, rubbing it with my thumb, then eased my cock in. She yelped, “Ohh, slow down, you bastard!” But I worked it in, inch by inch, until I was balls-deep. Her ass was tight, squeezing my cock as I fucked her slowly, then faster. The room echoed with the smack of my hips against her ass. She screamed, “Fuck, Gaurav… destroy my ass… ohh!” I fucked her ass for 15 minutes, then switched back to her pussy, pounding her until I couldn’t hold back. As I started to pull out, she pulled me close, and I came hard, shooting ropes of cum deep inside her pussy. She came too, her cunt pulsing around me, her juices mixing with mine. We collapsed, panting, soaked in sweat.
When we caught our breath, Riya smirked, “Damn, you bastard, you’re a fucking pro. Tomorrow, I’m introducing you to my sister.”
The next day, Poonam arrived. She was a goddess—her ass rounder than Riya’s, her tits perky and straining against her blouse. Riya grinned, “Gaurav, take good care of my sister.” Her naughty smile said it all. I took Poonam to a hotel, ordering cold coffees. She sat close, sliding her hand up my thigh, rubbing my cock through my pants. She whispered, “This is what I want to eat.”
My cock was instantly hard. We downed our coffees and rushed to a room. I unzipped my pants, handing her my 8-inch cock. She stroked it, her soft hands driving me wild. I kissed her, her lips biting mine, my hands groping her perfect ass. I pushed her head down, and she knelt, taking my cock in her mouth. She sucked like a pro, her tongue swirling around the tip, her lips sliding down to the base. I groaned, “Fuck, Poonam, suck that cock…”
She deepthroated me for 10 minutes, her spit coating my shaft, her hands playing with my balls. I stripped her down to her bra and panties, then ripped them off. Her tits bounced free, and I mauled them, sucking her nipples until they were rock-hard. Her pussy was dripping, glistening in the light. I rubbed my cock against her slit, and she moaned, “Gaurav, fuck my pussy… I need it now.”
I slammed my cock into her tight cunt, and she took it like a champ, no hesitation. I fucked her hard, the bed creaking, her pussy squelching with every thrust. She screamed, “Fuck, Gaurav… rip my pussy apart!” I pounded her for 30 minutes, switching to doggy style, her ass bouncing as I slammed into her. I spanked her, and she begged, “Fuck my ass, you bastard!”
I lubed her tight asshole with spit, sliding my cock in slowly. She gasped, “Slow, you fucker…” but soon she was pushing back, taking my full length. I fucked her ass hard, the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking. She screamed, “Destroy my ass, Gaurav!” After 20 minutes, I switched back to her pussy, fucking her until I came, filling her cunt with cum. She came too, her body shaking, her pussy clenching my cock.
All night, I fucked Poonam in every position—missionary, cowgirl, doggy, even standing against the wall. Her pussy and ass were mine, and she loved every second, begging for more. Poonam became addicted to my cock.
Now, both Riya and Poonam can’t get enough. Whenever they see me alone, they pounce, eager to suck or fuck my cock. Riya’s like a regular treat, but Poonam’s wild sessions are pure fire.