Wet Pussied Auntybylinus_sunil©
This incident happened a few months ago and from then I have changed my opinion about middle aged women leading apparently satisfying lives having a happy family.
I am Raja, 24 in age and live in Calcutta. I have a friend named Shyam who is from a rich family. We have been friends from college days and now both of us are in our respective jobs. While I got a job in my city, my friend took a job in Hyderabad.
His parents stay in Calcutta. His mom is about 45 and dad 61 having his own business. Due to his business uncle (Shyam’s dad) would be very busy the whole day and at times used to stay out of town for days. Polly aunty (his mom) is a housewife and like a typical bengali woman kind of conversative, or so I thought till the incidents started happening. Since she was mostly alone I would at times go to her home to chat with her for a few hours. She was very friendly with me. However there were certain peculiarities about her that at times embarrassed me.
Like when we were in college and I used to go his home for studies she would usually be in a sari and blouse. But more often than not her blouse would be torn from some place or the other and when she would lift her arms in front of me I could see her hairy armpits or her back peeking out from the torn part. At times when she would sit in such a fashion in her chair her sari would fall from her blouse and I could see her boobs peeking out. She would not even make any effort to cover her blouse and continue sitting like that in our presence. All this made me feel embarrassed. Still I never thought about her sexually.
Now let me describe Polly aunty. She is 45 and like typical bengali women is a bit on the plump side with quite a wide ass and 40 size boobs. At times I had felt that she is not wearing any bra underneath as her boobs swayed when she moved. In some way she was sexy.
One day I thought of paying her a visit to chat for some time. I went to her home and started chatting. The subject of her gaining weight came and she said that she exercised a bit but that was not sufficient. She also said that after her son (my friend) went to Hyderabad she feels very lonely and does not feel like doing anything and so does not exercise very regularly. She looked at me and asked me if I exercised and I said yes. Suddenly our talk took such a turn that I started feeling embarrassed .
Aunty asked, “I hope you wear a tight underwear while exercising. You have to protect the things that you have got under and keep them tight as otherwise they may get hurt.”
I was a bit embarrassed and said yes that I wear underwear.
Aunty said, “ you should always wear tight fitting underwears so that your things are properly placed. So you should change them whenever the elastics get loose. That’s why I always keep watch over shyam’s briefs and whenever required I buy him new ones. I then tell him to wear it and then feel the front of his briefs to check if it fits him snugly.”
I smiled and said, “oh aunty you still check him as a child? He is quite old now don’t you think?”
Aunty smiled and said, “ Na shona o to amar chele aar ami oke jamon khushi dekhte paari. Ami to or shob kichu dekhechi. Ami to or jonno pocket ola jangia kini aar tarpor o pore shamne ashle oi pocket e hath dhukiye or hos pipe take bar kore niye ashi shei pocket diye dekhar jonno je pocket theke hishi korar jonno hose take thik kore baar korte parche kina. Ebar bol tor ma ki toke erom kore dekhe na? (No dear he is my son and I can check him in whatever condition I like. He has nothing which I have not seen. And not just that, I always buy for him the briefs that have a pocket so that it is easier to bring out the hose for peeing and after I have checked its fitting I always put my hand in the pocket and pull out his hose to see that the passage is proper for his hose. Now tell me doesn’t your mom check you at times?)
I, “No way I am going to let my mom check me like that. And aunty do you still see his …ahhhhh…..you know….his pee pee?”
Aunty , “Oh dear you are missing a lot of love and care from your mom. You see mom knows what is best for her son and she can give him excellent knowledge of everything which will be very helpful in his later life.”
Aunty continued, “ami to or hose pipe ta ke majhe majhe check kore dekhi thik kore clean korche kina. O to lojjaa payee na ekdum. Ami oke ek ek samay bathroome giye langto hoye darate boli chaan koranor jonno. Takhon o langto hoye nijer kaalo hoe pipe take du payer majhe jhuliye wait kore. Ami giye oke chaan koriye diye tarpor or pipe ta clean kore di aar tate or dushtu hose ta shokto hoe dariye pore. Tarppor ami ote cream ba baby oil lagiye di. Or kokhono chulkani hole okhane amake diye ointment lagiye dite bole. Amar khoob open ei bishoye. Aar ekta jinish tor nunu ke kakhono nunu bolbi na otake dhon, bara, lauda bolbi.”
(I do check his hose at times to see that he cleans it properly and is healthy. He never feels embarrassed. Once in a while I tell him to go to the bathroom and get naked so that I can bathe him. He usually waits in the bathroom with his black hose pipe hanging between his legs. I go there and clean him well. I usually clean his pipe too and always his naughty hose will stand up in attention. Then I put some baby oil or cream to keep the skin well. At times when he gets an itch there he usually asks me to rub some ointment because he can’t reach there. It is nothing at all between the two of us. One more thing don’t ever call your pee pee by any other name than cock or dick or tool.)
I was now getting excited with her usage of terms and descriptions.
Aunty continued, “Tora chelera bhabish amra mara kichu jani na. Tor nischoyee raate nije theke maal beriye jae. Shyam er o hoe kintu o bhabe ami jani na. tor o maal beroy nischoyee.”
(You children think that you people have grown up and we moms donot know anything about boys. You must be having wet dreams at nights when your cream comes out by itself. You see Shyam often has wet dreams and I can see cum stains in his shorts and yet he thinks that I don’t know about it. I am sure you too must be leaking cream at nights automatically. Don’t you?)
I was very embarrassed and said, “ Yes it happens at times. But I always wash my shorts in the morning so that mom does not come to know of it.”
Aunty, “ See I told you. You think that your mom does not know and I am sure she knows because even when you wash it away it leaves a mark on the cloth and moms are bound to know what must have caused the stain. By the way tell me do you have wet dreams frequently?”
I said,” No not frequently but once in a while if I have not ….” I suddenly realised that I was going to tell her that I had wet dreams if I did not masturbate on a day and so stopped. Aunty grew interested and though she knew what I was going to say she asked, “ if you did not do what, tell me.”
I said,” Aunty this is so personal and I feel embarrassed.”
Aunty came nearer and putting a hand over my shoulder said,” Come on tell me there is nothing wrong and no reason to feel embarrassed. I am like your mom only and you can tell me or ask me anything.”
I thought that I couldn’t escape her and so said,” well if I have not played with my thing then usually I have wet dreams at night.”
Aunty, “Tui ki tor bara ta niye roj khelish?” (do you play with your ding dong daily?)
I, “ yes aunty. I usually do it once but on some days twice or thrice. Otherwise I may spoil my shorts at night.”
Aunty, “Baap re tui roj du teen bar kore maal phelish? Tor ki shob bar maal ber hoe?” (My my you have to cream yourself twice or thrice. Do you always shoot out your cream?)
I, “ Haan motamuti shob bar e bar hoe taube ek ekbar hoeto khub kom berolo ba berolo na. Tate kono problem nei to?” (Yes usually I always get some cream out but at times nothing or a few drops come out. Is it OK?)
Aunty, “ yes dear it is perfectly ok. You have to give it some time to make the cream and if there is no stock then you will get nothing out of it. So don’t worry.”
By now I had a growing problem inside my pants. Aunty continued, “Bara take thik rakhte hoe shob samay. Jakhon tor kakur sathe amar biye holo ami bhablam onar sathe khoob anando korbo, jauboner mauja lutbo kenona ona ke khoob strong dekhte aar amar che boyes beshi bole bhablam je o hoeto onek kichu janbe choda chudi nie. Accha tui choda chudi kake bole janish to?”
(You see it is very important that you keep your tool healthy because a lot of future happiness depends on it. When I got married to Shyam’s dad, your uncle, I thought that we will have a lot of pleasure because he looked so strong and since he is much older than me I thought that he must be knowing a lot about love making. By the way I hope you know what is lovemaking.)
Aunty’s use of the word love making made a shiver run through my body and now my pecker was standing in full attention.
Aunty continued, “Kintu biyer por dekhi tor kakur bara ta chotto. Tao chole jeto ar amra khoob choda chudi kortam biyer kichu samay por obdi. Tarpor tor kaku busy hoe gelo ar amader choda pray bondho hoe gelo. Ar or dhon ta shokto hoto na. Ami or dhon ta niye kheltam shokto korar jonno, kintu tarpor e ota abar pore jeto. Or jakhon chodar icche hoto amar shaya ar sari tule nijer choto dhon ta bar kore amar guder bhetor dhukiye 5 minute e maal phele ghumiye porto. O chodar different style gulo janto na. tarpor to shyam janmalo ar o ekdum choda bandho kore dilo. Pore janlam je chotobelaye or infection hoto dhone jar jonno orkhom problem chilo.”
( But I was sadly disappointed. After my weding I found that your uncle had a small cock. Still it was OK and we used to make love five or six times a week. But soon after he became very busy in his business and most of the nights he could not get his cock up. I even tried to play with his thing but he would keep it up for a short time.
When he needed to make love he would just hike up my sari and petticoat and pull out his little erect thing and then put it in my cunt. He would then squirt his juice inside me in five minutes and get off me and go to sleep. He also did not know anything about the various ways a man can make love to a woman. I already knew a few of these things from some of my married friends. Anyway after just a year Shyam was born and your uncle seemed to have lost all his interest in me. From then we would make love only once or twice a month. Later I came to know that your uncle was not very careful about his cock in his early days and due to that he used to get frequent infections due to which he could not keep his cock erect for long.)
I didn’t know what to say and kept quiet. She seemed to be reflecting on something and then she spoke up, “ So you see dear it is very important that you keep it healthy. So tell me honestly if you take proper care of your little thing.” She asked this while pointing to my dick under my pants.
I wanted to tell her that I had a good sized pole because of her use of the word little thing. I said, “ yes aunty I clean it well. Aunty my thing is eight inches long do you think that it is right length?”
Aunty gasped at the mention of my length and said, “Ami bishaas korte parchi na je tor dhon ta oto boro. Dekhte de tahole bujhbo.” (I don’t believe you have such a long tool. OK show me your hose. Donot feel ashamed. Come on , show your aunty what you have got.)
While saying this she moved her hand on my pants and quickly grabbing it squeezed it. By now I was sure that she wanted to fuck me and so I played ball because by now I was too aroused to step back. She pressed it a few times and said, “ feels nice but let me see. Stand up.”
I quickly stood up and aunty started to unbuckle my pants. In a moment she had me stripped down to just my briefs. Since I was already erect and pre cum was leaking for sometime the front was wet and aunty smiled at it. She said, “What have you got inside Raja, it will tear away your briefs if not taken care of. So let your aunty handle this. But first let us go to the bedroom.”
The moment we got to the bedroom she pulled down my briefs and I was now standing in front of aunty totally naked. She smiled and said, “Oh tor lauda ta to daroon shundor ar sexy re. ar ish kirom bhabe dariye ache. Tui khoob excited hoe gechis mone hoe kemon kore tor raush bar hocchhe dekh. De baba amar hathe tor dhon ta de.” ( Oh what a nice cock you have got son. And oh just look at the way it is standing. You must be very excited. See you are even leaking juice from your cute slit. Let me hold it.)
Saying this she took my hot rod in her hands and started squeezing. The head started to leak more precum. She squeezed it some more and then reached under and grabbed my balls. She weighed them in her hands and said smilingly, “Tor thole te nischoye maal bhorti. Sesh kobe hath diye khechechish? Ami aj tor shob malai ar doodh kahbo.” (they must be full of thick tasty milk and cream. When did you last cream yourself?”
I said, “two days ago. I did not get time enough to do it yesterday.”
Aunty looked greedily at my tool and said, “Oh then they should get some immediate relief. It should not get wasted in wet dreams. Now look you are like my son and I am going to treat you just as a grown up son should be treated by her mom. Do you want anything special from me?”
I said, “Aunty ami to pooro langto ar tumi shob pore acho ar ami to tomar cheler moto tai amar shamne lojja ki ar amar dekhte hobe to tomar shob jinish thik thak ache kina.” ( I am totally naked and you are still fully dressed don’t you think that there should be some justice. Moreover since I am like your son and also grown up I have a right to see if you have got everything the way they should be.)
Aunty smiled and said, “Ta bol na je tui amar mai khete chash. Ta kha na amar mai tor jonno sajano roeche.” (Why don’t you just say that you would like to see my titties and suck on them. I have no problem. You have a right over my bubbies.)
Aunty then got rid of her sari and giving me a sexy look started to unhook her blouse. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing when she unhooked her blouse. She was wearing a white bra that hardly covered her nipples and the rest of her tits were just spilling out of the cups. She squeezed and then sexily shook them and laughed. I was overwhelmed at her size and said, “Wow aunty apnar mai to khoob shundor ar boro eder ke kikore oi chotto bra tar bhetore rakhen?” ( they are very big. How do you manage to keep them locked inside your bra?)
Of course I didn’t require an answer and just grabbed them in my hands and squeezed them. She reached her hand below and started to play with my rod. I quickly put my mouth on one of the bra covered tits and sucked. She drew in her breath with a gasp and sighed, “Khao shona khao bhalo kore khao, amar khoob bhalo lagche.” (oh your mouth feels so good on it. Suck it well son. It needs some attention urgently.)
I kept sucking one and with my other hand pressed the other one. She in her turn shifted her hand between my cock and balls. Suddenly she said that it was enough and she threw me down on the bed and jumped on me.
She pressed her lips to mine and our tongues met inside our mouths. I reached to her back and unhooked the bra and pulled it away. I let go of her lips and told her to show me her boobies.
She said, “Amake request kore bol je ma tomar mai khabo nahole ami toke amar mai dobo na. shudhu amar chele amar mai niye chusbe ar khelbe.” (request me to show you my boobs by calling me mom, otherwise I will not show you because only my son can suck them and play with them and do everything.) And she laughed.
I said, “Ma ma, please amake tomar dudu dekhte dao na jekhan theke ami choto belae dudu khetam. Ma ami tomar dudu khabo amar khie peyeche.” (Mommy, mommy please show me your booboos from where I want to suck your milk.)
Aunty pulled away her bra and revealed the enormous titties. She started to tease me by shaking her tits in front of my face and quickly drawing them back as I tried to take them in my mouth. I reached up and with my hands grabbed them and pulled one of them in my mouth and started to suck it hungrily. Aunty laughed and said, “Oh my hungry son suck well.”
She then took my other hand and slowly guided it inside her petticoat and to her wet and hot pussy. It felt awesome to be feeling a woman’s pussy who is of my mom’s age. I started to chew on her nipple and with my hand inside her I pushed at her lips and spread them and put one finger in her pussy. It was burning hot.
Aunty, by now, was enjoying all the attention I was giving her and was moaning. She looked at me with eyes filled with lust and said, “Now I will eat your candy.”
Saying this she got down on her knees and took my dong in her hands, parted the foreskin and licked the slit. She then put her lips on the head which was now glistening with moisture from my precum and played her tongue on the tip. Oh it felt wonderful. She then took the head in her mouth and licked it. At the same time she moved her palm on my shaft and then she took the whole of me in her warm wet mouth and massaged my sack. It was awesome. Now she was steadily going up and down on my dong and looked up at me. I grabbed her head and started thrusting in her mouth. I was amazed that a woman of her culture and age could give head.
She then took out my cock and told me to lick the valley between her boobs. I grabbed hjer boobs and licked the valley wet. She then smiled and said, “Ebar amar dudu gulo tor doodh ar malai bar korbe chepe chepe. Shona chele amar make nijer dudu dao.” (Now my milk pots will press and squeeze out cream from your pot. Give momma your rich creamy milk.)
She then took my dong between her titties and started to rub me uop and down, up and down. In a few minutes I felt my seed rising and said, “Ma ma amar maal berobe. Tumi amar dudu khabe to?” (Momma momma I am going to bring out my milk. Will you drink it please?)
Aunty replied, “sure dear sonny. Your momma is hungry for your cream.” Saying this she again took my tool in her mouth and sucked me. In a few moments I was coming in gallons and she was busy drinking it. After she had squeezed out the last drop she got up and smilingly said, “Oh that was so tasty. You came a lot. That was great. But now your tool will fall down then who will give momma pleasure?”
I said, “I will give you pleasure. Just give me 5 minutes.” Saying this I pulled her beside me and kissed her. It was my turn to do her. I started to nibble on her bubbies and moved my hand inside her petticoat and parting her pussy lips inserted two fingers in her fanny. In a minute she was moaning.
Now I asked , “Ma ma ami dekhbo ami jekhan theke jonmechilam. Ma ami tomar shaya ta khule tomake langto korbo. Ami tomar gud dekhte chai ma. Ami tomar mishti gud khabo ar chusbo.” (Momma momma can you look where I came from? Momma can I pull away your petticoat. Momma I want to see your little cunt and kiss and lick it.)
Aunty got very excited with my talk and said, “Ha shona chele amar amake udom ulongo kore de ar amar gud ta khe chushe amake aram de. Amake langto kore chod.” (Yes sonny go ahead make your momma naked and suck the hole from where you came. It is yours. Fuck me son.)
I pulled away her petticoat and went down on my knees and spread her legs. She had a very dense forest of rich hair. Her thighs were parted and I could see the engorged lips of her cunt. They were very red and inviting. With ine hand I parted her lips and with the other I located her clitty which was standing like a small cock. I bent down and licked her clitty and took it between my teeth and softly bit it. She moaned loudly and pushed my head on her. I chewed it very lightly while fingering her snatch vigorously.
She was whimpering like a bitch in heat and she said, “Ebar tor bara ta amar gude diye de ar amake chod madachod.” (Please put your fuckpole in my cunny and fuck me dear. I can’t wait any longer. Please give it to me.)