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Many of you requested that I conclude ‘Losing Virginity To My Aunt’, which was incomplete. For those who have not read, I suggest you have a read of both parts to understand the context of the incident.
Below is the continuation of the journey and the reunion events when I visited India in December 2023. Sincere apologies to those who prefer short and climax-driven narrations, as this is going to be a detailed, continued script of different emotions, events and memories.
Continued from the last part.
I furiously started banging her mouth; she gagged. Her boobs, so huge, her nipples, so pink, her silky hair. I grabbed her boobs with one hand and held her hair with the other and continued mouth fucking her, ramming inside her throat with all my might.
One last push and I spurted, cum after cum right through her throat. I was still holding her hair, making sure she did not leave my gushing dick.
My eyes were closed, experiencing the moment for the first time, knowing that my dick is stuffed in her mouth till my roots. That was with my aunt, 6 years older than me, a mother of a child, a beauty in her prime sexuality.
The intensity of my cumming inside her mouth has almost died down. The sensation of her tongue rubbing underneath the foreskin was sending mini waves down my spine. For all the men out there, you would understand the tingling effect you feel in such a situation.
Finally, I let her release my dick from her mouth, flaccid and dry. My aunt made sure to suck it dry, relishing my virgin cum. We collapsed in each other’s arms that evening for an hour without speaking a single word. She knew it was too much excitement for a young virgin like me.
I, on the other hand, had mixed feelings of being horny, guilty and excited. I got up from her bed and left for my classes, not to mention I was dreaming about the whole incident throughout my class. I was naïve, a novice to such feelings. My guilt overtook my horniness, my sexual desire, and I started avoiding her.
2 weeks since I last saw her, or to say, our sexual incident, my mom happened to invite their family for dinner. Strangely, everyone was noticing the cold shoulder I was giving her. My family and my uncle would ask me the reason why my visits to their house stopped, if my aunt and I fought, etc.
But it was only we who knew what had changed. I was feeling guilty and ashamed for being sexually motivated or involved with my aunt. I was simultaneously getting boners imagining the incident.
Many times, we would make eye contact and look away. And every time we did, a strange sensation would pass from my eyes to my dick. Somehow, we managed to finish the dinner, and they left for the night.
A couple of days later, I received a call from her. There was a strange sternness in her voice. She asked me to come home in the afternoon as she wanted to talk it out and close the chapter.
It was a Saturday, and Uncle was out of the station. Her son was with their relatives. I wasn’t aware of the setup and was expecting someone to be around. But I was wrong. Little did I know what was in store. I was scared that she was calling me to inform my parents, or worse, to humiliate me.
I was hard and horny as well, remembering what happened between us last time. As I rang the bell, I was nervous, and my heart was racing. She opened the door, and I entered. She closed the door behind me, and I seated myself on the couch.
She was wearing a low-waist thin saari. With the boldness of her figure, the milky white skin and underneath her belly button was clearly visible. Her bra and the blouse were tight and were unable to contain those massive blossoms. I was getting harder and extremely nervous simultaneously.
She came and sat by my side and asked me why I was ignoring her. I was quiet, didn’t know what to answer. She held my hand with both her hands and moved it to her chest. I could feel both her boobs on my arms and also the vibration of her heart pounding.
I broke the silence and told her that I was sorry for what happened. With teary eyes, I looked into her eyes. Within seconds, her eyes filled with tears and lust. She bent forward and kissed my lips twice. She was still holding my hands and was about to withdraw.
I don’t know what happened in that moment, I released myself and held her face and started sucking her lips as if I was starving. The intensity of smooching so increased that I was now leaning over her and eating those juicy lips.
Within minutes, my right hand was over her boobs, vigorously mauling them and trying to open her blouse. The lust in me overtook my guilt, and I tore her blouse in a jiffy. Something was driving me mad, maybe both of us. She continued to chew on my lips and was trying to open the belt of my jeans.
I raised my waist to give her space, and she succeeded in unbuckling my jeans and lowering them down below my waist. My dick was hard and was poking her naval. We were still kissing and simultaneously trying to get each other naked from the bottom.
I was horny and wild. I got hold of her saari and lifted it to her waist. We both knew what was about to happen, but we were too horny to rationalise our feelings. Without much foreplay and in the heat of the moment, I got in between her legs, holding my dick, and I penetrated her.
It was juicy, warm and very much lubricated. The feeling of her walls cladding my dick, the warmth of her cunt was mesmerising. She let out a moan, accepting the length of my dick. I started to hump her on the couch itself. It was a wild one.
Hard strokes, trying to go as deep as possible, my balls were hitting hard on her ass cheeks. This continued for almost 5 minutes, and we got up and went to bed in a hurry. No more words between us, she removed all her clothes, I removed mine and hugged her, and entered her again.
Her head arching back, her breathing was heavy. Our bodies are intertwined with each other right from the neck to the pelvis. The room was echoing with the humping sound and her occasional moans. Around another five minutes, destroying her cunt I turned her around and entered from behind.
The view of my dick entering her pussy, her ass cheeks spread, the pink butt hole right in front of me was more than I could take. I removed my dick and lowered my mouth to lick her pussy and asshole for some time, making her groan.
This time, I re-entered her again with a single hard push. Another 2 minutes and I started cumming in gallons. My dick is buried deep in her pussy, filling her womb, and my hands are holding that fleshy ass. The climax ran for almost a minute for me to collapse on her back. My dick is still buried inside.
This was just the beginning for my aunt and me.
In the next part, I will share how my aunt’s pussy became a regular cum dumping hole for the next year. The adventures we had during that time, before I moved to another city to continue my higher studies.
To be continued.
I am Roy, a successful investment banker. I stand 5″7′, a little nerdy with glasses, trying to hit the gym. I’m not bulky, but I have scope to improve. I love eating out any cunt.
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Signing off for now, stay tuned for the next part.