Confession:
Hello, my name is Santosh, and I am 22 years old from Vijayanagaram. This happened with my neighbour’s aunt.
We stay on the outskirts, where the government provided us with houses in Indiramma Colony. In the same colony, there was an aunt named Lakshmi, age 48, who works as a maid in houses. Her husband used to be an auto driver but passed away a couple of years ago. His auto remained parked in front of her house for many days.
Since I couldn’t complete my education, I decided to drive an auto, but my parents couldn’t afford one, and I couldn’t get a loan. I approached her and said I needed the auto and would pay a daily rent of ₹300. She replied that there was no need for money; I just had to ensure it stayed safe, and she handed me the keys.
When I told my mom, she insisted I return the keys immediately because Lakshmi used to shout at everyone in the colony, and everyone had a negative impression of her. I asked my mom why Lakshmi had spoken softly to me, hadn’t denied my request, and even said I didn’t need to pay. I started driving the auto, and things went well.
Even though she refused money, I tried giving her ₹3,000 for the first month. She said it wasn’t necessary. I replied, “This is less than what I initially offered; please accept it.” But she declined again. I asked if there was anything I could do to help, and she said she would let me know if she needed anything.
A few days later, she called and said she needed some groceries, sending me a list on WhatsApp. I asked if it was urgent. She said I could get them when I came home. I picked them up and gave them to her. When she asked how much they cost, I said it was okay. She tried to force me to take the money, but I refused and walked away.
Three days later, as I was about to leave for work, she called and said she needed to attend a birthday party in the afternoon, about 30 minutes away. She asked if I could drop her off. I asked how she would get back, and she said she would find a way. I told her I would drop her off, wait until the party was over, and bring her back. She agreed.
At 12:30 pm, I reached her house, but she wasn’t ready yet. I asked if we should go, and she apologized, saying we would leave at 6:00 PM instead. She repeatedly said, “Sorry.” I told her it was fine and asked her to call me when she was ready. I went back home, headed to the terrace, and took a nap.
Her house is across from mine — not directly in front, but two houses to the left. I could see her from my terrace. She was washing clothes. Until that day, I had never really paid attention to her, but I noticed her deep cleavage and navel. A few minutes later, she stood up, and I saw her thighs — very thick. I was wearing a lungi, so I lifted it and started stroking myself. A few minutes later, I came. Then I took a nap.
I woke up to a call from her at 5:50 PM. She said we would leave by 6:30 PM. I agreed, went downstairs, and got ready in the auto. She came out at 6:15 PM, and we left for the party. Due to traffic, we arrived at 7:15 PM. She told me to have dinner and that she would be back as early as possible. I ate and waited in the auto. She returned at 8:30 PM, apologizing for making me wait and wasting my day. I said it was no problem and asked if we should go. She said yes.
On the return journey, I started a conversation. I asked her directly why everyone in the colony was afraid of her or had a negative impression. I told her what my mom had said and that she seemed completely different from that description. She explained that her late husband had been a womanizer.
Many of the girls he slept with were from the colony, and they would come over, and in the morning, leave with cash. If she tried to stop them, they would accuse her husband of hiring them for a set amount. So, she had to be harsh to protect her husband and their money. But none of them knew the struggle she was facing. I felt sad hearing this.
When we reached home, she went inside. I changed and went back to the terrace. After a few minutes, I couldn’t sleep, so I saw she was setting up her bed on the terrace. I waved at her. She was in a nighty and waved back. She lay down to sleep.
A few minutes later, she called me. I answered, and she said she couldn’t sleep and asked if I could come over for a while. I rushed to her house. She was lying down, and I sat near her feet. She asked if I had been sleeping when she called. I said no. We chatted casually.
Then I noticed she had folded her legs, giving me a clear view of her pussy, but it was too dark to see anything. She saw me looking but didn’t seem to mind and even moved her folded legs to the side. I wanted to make a move, but until then, I had been sitting cross-legged.
I shifted so that she could see me as well. I don’t know if she could see anything because of the darkness. We sat like that for a while. I wasn’t daring enough to make a move, so I decided to take it slow, wished her good night, and walked back.
The next day, she called me again. This time, she was wearing a saree, and her pallu was almost off her shoulder, revealing her deep navel and cleavage in a low-cut blouse. While talking, she scratched her pussy and folded her legs, causing her saree to ride up and show her thighs.
It was still dark, so I tried to stay calm. After a few minutes, she fell asleep. As I was about to leave, I used my phone’s flashlight to look at her pussy. Yes, I saw it — it was hairy, and her inner thighs had dark patches. I watched for a moment and then walked back.
The next morning, while I was brushing my teeth, she waved at me. I saluted and wished her a good morning. She gestured for me to come over. I looked around and entered her house. I asked what was wrong. She said she needed help changing the gas cylinder.
I tucked my lungi up, brought the new cylinder in, kept the old one in the hall, and fitted the regulator. She told me to wait and brought me some tea. While drinking it, I thought, “Why not make my move now? There was plenty of light.”
I sat in a chair with my lungi still folded up and lifted my leg so she could see clearly. Yes, she saw it. I noticed her glancing at it a couple of times. I decided to leave.
All day, I waited for night. Before she could invite me that evening, I went to her house. She was sitting on the floor, cleaning dishes. The moment she saw me, she sat in a way that gave me a clear view of her pussy.
I don’t know what the point of her pallu was, as it had completely fallen off. After she finished the dishes and was getting up, I held her. It was the first time I had touched her. As I did, I pressed her hip. She told me to wait upstairs and that she would be up soon.
When I went up, she had changed into a nighty and brought a battery-powered light with her. I was already in my position, fully exposed. She hesitated at first, but then began her own show.
While we talked, I slowly started scratching, stroking, and holding my dick. She, in turn, scratched her breasts and her pussy. With the light on, we could see each other clearly. She said she was going to sleep, and I said I would leave. I walked away but couldn’t sleep, so I went back to her terrace. She was sleeping with her legs spread wide and her hand on her pussy. She was fast asleep. I couldn’t hold back, so I went over and touched her pussy.
She jerked awake, opened her eyes, saw me, and didn’t say a word. She just held my head and started caressing it. I started sucking her pussy, and she pleaded, “Please put it in, please.” I pushed my dick inside her. That night, we had four rounds.
From then on, I would come home by 6:00 PM and be at her house by 7:00 PM. Mostly, I would suck her pussy while she worked. At night, we would fuck.
After a few days, I decided to try anal sex, but she refused. One night, after two rounds, she fell asleep, and I did too. Suddenly, I woke up and saw she was sleeping on her stomach. I decided it was the perfect time.
I slowly applied saliva to my dick and spit on her ass, then started pushing. After a few pushes, she realized what was happening and woke up, but by then, I was already inside and started banging her.
She yelled, “No, no, take it out!” and started hitting me. Then I realized why she was reacting that way – she had defecated while my dick was in her ass, and it was completely covered in shit. But that didn’t stop me, and she even started giving me reverse thrusts.
By the end of the session, she had completely pooped. The smell was awful. She asked me to get a bucket of water. I cleaned myself off and brought the bucket. She put the bedsheet in it to soak, cleaned herself up, and went downstairs. She asked me why that had happened. I apologized and left.
The next morning, she called me. She said she needed to poop and asked if we could have anal sex again. I was shocked, but we did it in the bathroom. While I sat on the toilet, she sat on my dick with her ass. She pooped, but we started enjoying it. I know it’s disgusting, but we liked it.
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This is still happening between us. That’s all. Thank you.
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