I vividly remember my first brush with her. I was 18 years old and I
had not worn briefs under my shorts. Anjali Aunty pointed to my penis
and said,' I can see all'! To my horror and embarrassment, I realized
that my fly was open and my penis was hanging out. I must have
forgotten to zip up after peeing. I was always very embarrassed about
the size of my penis. At that young age, it was a good 8 inches long
even when not erect and my shorts had to be longer to keep it
enclosed. It was 2 inches thick and the head was large and red
looking.

`Come here', she said. I walked towards her, my long cock swinging
back and forth, not knowing what to expect. She held my penis in her
hand for a few moments and gently tucked it back into my shorts. `You
are a grownup boy now. You must put on underwear', she said. Was an
aunt supposed to do this? I did not think so but I did not mind. Her
touch had caused my penis to start erecting. Her eyebrows went up but
she did not say anything more at that time. She got called away. Her
touch had felt good but I had no idea at that time that one
could `take matters into one's own hands'!
Aunt Anjali was my father's brother's wife. She was a teacher in a
school. My uncle was an accountant. They had three children, my
cousins. They were younger than me. Two girls and a boy. They lived
in another town where I often went during my school vacations. Their
home was small but they took us in gladly. We would all sleep
together in the two rooms. When they came to our town, we would
similarly put them up in the small space that we called our home. All
us cousins happily played together, no matter which town. Aunt Anjali
was a great cook and her meals were famous in the family.

After this incident, I started looking at her more carefully. She
would often catch me looking and we would smile at each other like
conspirators. She started treating me more kindly than before, giving
me my favorite food to eat and kissing me on the cheek or hugging me
longer at the slightest pretext. I hugged her right back and pressed
my body into hers.

Aunt Anjali is plump and has a large hourglass figure. She has a
pretty face and a long neck. She has short hair, finding them easier
to maintain. Her breasts are large, conical and pointed and her tight
blouses show them off well. Her ass is huge but shapely. Her ass
cheeks sway, undulate and swing when she walks and there is nothing
she can do to hide her assets. Her thighs and hips are in proportion
to the rest of her body. A sight to behold, even with her clothes on.
She dresses conservatively but can not help the fact that she is so
sexy.

I had often seen her come out of the bathroom with only her blouse
and petticoat on and now started observing her more carefully. I had
become more conscious of the times that she would go for a shower so
I could take a look at her when she emerged. I would listen to the
swish of her clothes as she removed them and the small sounds she
made as she moved. She is putting water on herself! She is soaping
herself! She is removing the soap! She is drying herself! I would
wonder what she looked like naked or how she soaped herself. I was
tickled by the thought of her soaping her nipples or her cunt.

When she went for a pee, I would stand outside and listen intently
for the sounds inside. First the sound of the clothes brushing
against the body as they were raised. Then, the lower sound of
panties being lowered. Then the commode seat creaking to accommodate
the large buttocks and then the rill of the liquid splashing into the
bowl. I would try to imagine that stream emerging from those cunt
lips and arcing into the air before meeting the water of the pot.
Then, the rubbing sound of a wet cunt being dried and the flush! With
an erection in my trousers, I would run for fear of being caught.

I was once asked to take my shower immediately after she had finished
taking hers. As I went in and closed the door, I saw her clothes in
the bucket. I disentangled her bra and panties from the pile.

Her bra had the number 40DD on a label. I put my finger into the bra
where her nipples would have been and patted the area.

Her panties bore the label `XL' and although white in colour, were
stained yellow at the part which would be against her cunt. I raised
the crotch to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her musky smell along with
a faint smell of urine filled my nostrils and I kissed and licked her
crotch till there was no smell left!

I became bolder and would hug my aunt from behind, lightly letting my
penis rub the furrow of her bottom. My hands would meet at the
exposed skin near her midriff and snake upwards to touch the bottom
of a heavy boob. My aunt would accept these caresses and kiss me on
the cheek and hold my head at her shoulder.

I did not know what to do with the resultant erection. I would press
it down and feel good.

I became like a pet dog. Following my aunt wherever she went, helping
her with whatever she did and spending less and less time with my
cousins.

One night, one more couple came to stay in the already overcrowded
home and I was moved to the master bedroom to sleep with my uncle,
aunt and three cousins, all on one large bed. I was asked to sleep on
the farthest end of the bed, with my uncle sleeping on the other
side. My aunt was finishing off some chores in the kitchen. I fell
asleep but woke up when I heard sounds. My aunt was asking my uncle
to increase the speed of the fan since she was feeling extremely hot.

For some reason, I pretended to be asleep. My aunt came near me and I
closed my syes tight. `The children are fast asleep', she said. And
then she lowered her sari and started opening the buttons of her
blouse. `Are you going to change now?', asked my uncle. ` I am
feeling unbearably hot. I wish I could take off all my clothes and
sleep naked', she replied.

I watched with half open eyes and a fast erecting penis. She removed
her blouse and I could see the outlines of those large boobs encased
in her bra. Her cleavage and the slopes of those globes were visible.
The street light was casting a dim glow into the room. She unhooked
her bra and removed it. I held my breath as my cock leapt in my pants
at this sight. Her nipples were dark and large. The aureoles were
darker still and very very large. They covered a very large area of
each boob. But even as I was taking in this sight, my aunt put the
bra on the bed and put on the blouse again buttoning up only two of
the siz buttons.

Next, she bent down and started raising her sari and petticoat. She
hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them
down. For a brief moment, I spied a black patch and then the clothes
covered those plump thighs and the treasure in between.

She went to the bathroom and came back after a few minutes. By this
time, my uncle was snoring loudly. She slipped into bed beside me,
between me and my cousins, and in a few moments started breathing
slowly as if fast asleep.

I was about to nod off myself when I heard her clothes rustle. She
removed the sari from above her blouse and her big mounds, covered by
a thin garment were inches away from my eyes. I moved my head towards
her carefully and feasted my eyes on this lovely sight. No sari, no
bra, just a thin, half-unbuttoned blouse covering two mountains!

Even as I was looking on, she raised her sari and petticoat to her
knees. Her eyes were closed. Probably, in her sleep, the summer heat
was getting to her and she was unconsciously rearranging her clothes
to let the air flow around her body. Her action brought her legs into
view and I could see her knees and a little bit of her plump thighs.
I could not believe my luck!

In a few moments, she turned towards me and in that small space, her
right leg covered my left hand, both my legs and my erection! My hand
was now touching her naked thigh. The skin was soft and smooth and
the resultant current running through me, jolted my penis! Her naked
leg and my cock were separated by the thin cloth of my pajamas.

Here was my chance to touch the treasures that I had only been
looking at from a distance so far. My right hand was free to get a
feel of her boobs. My left hand was inches from her cunt.

I put my right hand on my chest so that the palm rested flat on the
slope of her left boob. The boob was soft and spongy. I pressed down
a little and a soft moan escaped her lips. I stopped pressing. As she
quieted down again, I cupped and pressed her boob gently and explored
its surface to locate the nipple. I came to a nub covered by her
blouse and touched it gently with my index finger. I softly held it
between two fingers. I had never thought that this could ever happen!

Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my
invading fingers. She exclaimed, `It is so hot today!' and opened the
other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My
uncle continued his snoring. Was she awake? Was this an invitation?
Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my
invading fingers. She exclaimed, `It is so hot today!' and opened the
other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My
uncle continued his snoring.

Was she awake? Was this an invitation?

Did it matter? I had my left hand lying `innocently' on her breasts.
She had a naked leg on my burgeoning penis and my left hand was
trapped somewhere between her thighs, touching soft naked skin! At
the age of 18, with no prior sexual experience of any kind, this was
a lot! By this time, I was thinking with my erect cock.

After a moment or two, she started breathing rhythmically again.

I moved my hand and very gently, inch by agonizing inch moved the
left flap of her blouse aside. A large naked boob with a dark brown
aureole, 2 inches in diameter and a very large erect teat were
unveiled. I stared at it in fascination. I knew that babies sucked
milk from here. I wanted to lick it but did not want to get caught by
taking a precipitate step.

Aunt Anjali now moved even closer. The leg on my cock moved a little
more and her entire body was now touching mine. My right hand was
placed between her thighs. I moved it up carefully only to find a
fold of her petticoat blocking the way to the treasure between her
legs. But my palm could feel it! Something soft lay there!

With that avenue temporarily blocked, I came back to looking at the
boob which was now no more than a couple of inches from my lips. My
aunt moved her left hand slowly and started scratching herself on the
nipple! Her fingers touched my nose several times. The nipple erected
itself still more and was now nearly half an inch long. The hand
moved to the back of my head and I was engulfed in a loose embrace!
The nipple was now touching my lips. I could not hold back any longer
and I opened my mouth and closed it on that fat, juicy teat! I licked
and sucked it quietly but energetically, but my aunt seemed not to
notice. My first boob suck! What a treat! With 4 other people on the
bed with us, I was licking and sucking my aunt's nipple!

After a few moments, my aunt removed her hand from behind my head and
slowly moved it to my belly where she placed it on my erect cock,
shaping it but not really doing anything. To do so, she had to move
her leg back and a larger gap formed between her thighs. I could now
maneuver my hand. I moved aside her clothes and placed my palm on the
naked thigh above them. A shudder passed through my body as I touched
her there. Inching my palm ahead, I came to some hair. I was
surprised. I did not know that women had hair there though I should
have guessed that they did, since I had a healthy bush around my
genitals. I moved my hand around and touched a very soft pair of
thick, protruding lips which felt wet. Was this what lay between
women's legs?

You see, even at 18, I was quite innocent of sex and all matters
sexual, and it was these recent dalliances with my aunt that had
awakened these desires in me. I had not seen any pictures or
photographs. Up until now, I was just not too interested. I did have
the occasional wet dream and an erection if I saw a hot scene on TV
or in a film but I felt ashamed and wanted it to go away.

I started patting the area of her genitals. They were a mess of wet
hills and wetter valleys with sparse vegetation in the form of hair.
I folded my fingers and using only the index finger started gently
feeling around and exploring this large twat. I located two sets of
thick, heavy, smooth lips and a hole which seemed to be the source of
all the liquids.

The finger seemed to get sucked in of its own and my aunt started an
up and down movement on it. Can you imagine this big-bottomed woman
taking your finger into her hole and then thrashing on it? Her pelvic
thrusts were so strong that I thought that my small hand would break!
She placed her hand near mine and made me thrust into her affair with
two and then three fingers.

Having accomplished this, her hand held her boob and she touched her
nipple to my lips. I started sucking the proffered teat. She pressed
her nipple to my lip and started pulling it in and out fast in time
with her pelvic thrusts. Her grip on my cock tightened. SHE WAS
AWAKE! I was excited and even though I did not fully understand what
was happening, my instincts had taken over.

I started sucking the nipple and sucked the whole aureole into my
mouth. I had so much boob in my mouth that my teeth were scraping the
smooth skin. My finger was pistoning into and out of her cunt. She
was leaking liquid and all my fingers and even my palm was wet with
them. Her musk was in the air and although we had lost all sense of
time and place as well as the presence of the others on the bed with
us, we were fortunate that they were sleeping the sleep of the dead.

Her hand now pulled my pajama strings and lowering the pajama, she
held my erect and fast growing 8-inch cock in her soft palm. She
gripped it fiercely and started an exciting up and down movement. Her
pelvic thrusts reached a crescendo and in a couple of minutes, I felt
a strong release, as if a dam had burst inside me and my cock started
losing its erection. Her hand was wet with the copious streams of
thick liquid that shot out of my cock and also fell on her thighs and
our clothes. She herself shuddered violently and her fierce thrusting
stopped. She gently extricated her nipple from my mouth.

To the best of my knowledge, she had not opened her eyes throughout
this entire episode.

I feel asleep and woke up very late next morning to find every one
gone. My cousins were playing, my uncle had left for work and my aunt
was cooking in the kitchen. My pajama strings had been tied and there
was no sign of my semen anywhere.
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For continuity, please read Aunt Anjali - Chapters 1 and 2

I fell asleep and woke up very late next morning to find every one
gone. My cousins were playing, my uncle had left for work and my aunt
was cooking in the kitchen. My pajama strings had been tied and there
was no sign of my semen anywhere.

My interactions with my aunt were unnatural, to say the least. We
behaved as if nothing had happened. However, a lot had actually gone
on between us. She was my first sexual partner and if you have
fingered a woman to orgasm and she has jerked you off, any `normal'
interaction can only be a pretense.

Well, we did not get a chance to be alone again for the next three
days. Their guests stayed only the one night and so the next night, I
was banished to the other room.

Three days later, my cousins went off for a previously scheduled
picnic and my uncle was away on a business trip. When my aunt and I
walked back after dropping off my cousins, it started raining
heavily. Since we were not carrying umbrellas, we got completely
drenched. We walked fast but were wet to the skin within moments.

I looked upon my wet aunt with interest. Her clothes were plastered
to her skin as if they had been sprayed on. Every curve of her large,
voluptuous body was visible. The most prominent feature was her large
bottom. It swayed and wiggled and every rounded inch was visible.
Each fleshy cheek rose up and came down and although I knew nothing
about intercourse, I suddenly felt the need to place my cock between
those lovely large buttocks! She might as well have been naked! She
saw me looking at her body and looked at my crotch where my wet
clothes had outlined my penis. We reached home and were alone for the
first time since that fateful night when our special relationship
began.

She carefully shut and locked the door and looking at me quizzically,
said, `We are going to catch a cold, unless we remove these wet
clothes quickly. Let us not catch the flu.' I nodded my head. I was
willing to do whatever she wanted me to! She started removing her
sari and was soon standing there in her blouse and petticoat. `Take
off your clothes. What are you waiting for?' she said. I had been
busy looking at her boobs, barely held back by her blouse and bra. I
smiled my embarrassment.

Seeing my hesitation, she came up to me and started unbuttoning my
shirt. She pulled out the part tucked into my trouser and unbuttoned
the last two buttons at the bottom, her hand brushing my penis which
was fat erecting at the possibilities in the unfolding situation. Her
boobs were inches from my chest and I could see the ample upper
slopes. She had me out of my shirt and undershirt in moments and
while removing them, she playfully pinched my nipples. They erected a
little and I was startled at the violent lurch I felt in my penis. My
aunt then asked me if I had a girl friend. I sheepishly responded in
the negative. She asked me if I had ever seen a naked woman before. I
said that I had not. She asked me if I wanted to. I remained tongue-
tied.

By this time, she had removed my belt and was unzipping my trousers.
She bent and holding the trousers, she asked me to step out of them.
I did, embarrassed by the huge erection that my briefs could barely
contain. She put all my clothes aside and then started pulling my
briefs down. Suddenly, I started feeling shy. Putting my hands on
hers, I restrained her. `What's wrong? Why are you stopping me?' she
asked. I confessed my shyness to her.

She said that she had seen me naked very often as a child. I told her
that I was no longer a child. She said that she would always be my
aunt and I, her nephew and that an aunt had rights on her nephews.
Seeing that I remained unconvinced, she said that she would take off
her clothes too, if I would agree to keep it our secret, and then we
would both be on an equal footing. I agreed to keep it a secret. She
closed her eyes and asked me to take off whichever of her clothes
that I wanted and look at whatever I wanted to see!

I needed no second invitation and I started clumsily unbuttoning her
blouse, revealing her large voluptuous breasts encased in a sheer
bra, the nipples indenting the cups. I looked upon those treasures
for the first time in the light of day and feasted my eyes on them.
Aunt Anjali opened her eyes, looked at me, and asked me gently why I
had stopped. I put my arms around her back and groped for the
fastening of her bra. Being the large woman that she was, in so
doing, our chests touched and she let out a sigh. She hugged me to
her ample bosom and ground her boobs into my chest. After a small
struggle, I managed to open her bra and coming out of the hug, I slid
the straps off her shoulders.

What an erotic sight! Large conical breasts, the size of cantaloupes
with dark, 2-inch areolas and large half-inch nipples leapt into
view, released from their confinement. The nipples were erect and
slightly shriveled, being wet. My aunt covered her boobs with her
palms and asked me not to stare at them. I said that this was not
fair since I had not covered up anything. She smilingly said, `The
main part is still covered!' I was embarrassed by this reference to
my penis but at the same time was tickled by my aunt's uninhibited
sexy talk.

I went for the drawstrings of her petticoat and pulled it loose,
trying to slide it down her massive buttocks and thighs. I could not
do it! She laughed at me and asked me to wait a moment. Pulling the
skirt up, slowly revealing calves, knees, thighs and belly, she
raised it over her head. As she was removing the garment, her face
was covered and her boobs were swinging free. I playfully pinched her
nipples and she shrieked.

There she stood, a pair of white panties her only garment. She then
asked me if she could remove my briefs but I insisted on removing her
panties first. I knelt in front of her. I looked at her prominent
panty covered cunt mound. The expected black patch was missing!
Instead, I could only see a large pink protuberance. I hooked my
fingers in the waistband and started lowering it. Her navel and then
the pelvis and finally her unusually prominent mons revealed
themselves. I stopped, entranced by the sight of my first cunt!

Aunt Anjali decided that it was her turn to act shy and turning to
face away from me, she raised her panties once again, giving me a
momentary glimpse of her very large bottom before covering it up. For
a moment, I felt like a child whose candy had been snatched away.

`You are looking at everything before showing me anything,' she
complained. I did not know what to say or do so I got up and hugged
her from the back, my painfully erect penis encountering her bulbous
panty covered bottom. `I will show you everything you want to see,
Aunt Anjali. I promise.' I said as comfortingly as I could. My hands
met her boobs and I pressed them into her chest. I pushed my cock
into the crack of her ass, where it lodged itself comfortably. She
did not protest but pushed back, allowing my cock better access. `And
you will not talk to anyone about this?' she asked. I assured her
that my lips were sealed.

I once again knelt, this time behind her, and lowered her panties
quickly. I did not linger this time. As she stepped out of them, she
raised her legs one after the other providing me with exciting
glimpses of her outsized cunt lips. Too soon though, she lowered her
leg and I found myself looking at her large butt again. For the very
first time in my life, I was in the presence of a completely naked
woman!

She turned around very quickly and told me that it was my turn now.
In a few short moments, my thick and long penis was swinging naked
and pendulum-like in front of her. This was the first time that
anyone had seen my penis like this, except for my unintentional
exposure a few days earlier. `You are so large. You are larger than
your uncle', she said. `Does it often become like this'? She asked. I
told her that of late, my penis was frequently and painfully
swollen. `Do you do anything with it, then?' she inquired. I said
that I did not know what to do with it.

`I can help you remove the swelling and the pain but you will have to
keep your promise to never tell anyone that we ever did this.
Otherwise, we will both lose our reputations,' She said. I asked her
to help me and she started to lead me into the bedroom. I followed.
Aunt Anjali's large and naked bottom swayed tantalizingly.

As we passed by the bathroom, she asked me to pee. She led me in and
holding my erect cock asked me to go right ahead. I could not do it
initially and after much effort, a small stream jetted out and fell
into the gutter, there being no pot. My penis lost some of its
erection. The pale yellow stream slowly gathered strength and I
started peeing forcefully. She was watching all this with great
interest and very lightly varying the pressure on my penis, causing
the stream to reduce and spurt. Some of the drops fell on her fingers
but she did not seem to mind. My penis was now menacingly erect. For
the first time since I had brown up, someone had seen me pee.

As soon as I finished, she bent at the knees and squatted, facing me.
I was finally going to see and hear what I had only heard before! She
looked at me, transparent lust in her eyes and I realized that she
wanted me to see her doing this! A sight was incredibly sexy. Her
legs and knees were wide apart and her great cunt was in full view.
With her fingers, she parted those thick lips and I could now see the
pink interior of her cunt.

A forceful stream flowed out, arcing into the air and falling a good
three feet away. She placed a finger inside her large lips, and
started rubbing even as hew pee flowed, making a yellow pool between
us. She moaned loudly. My cock jerked to erection in no time and she
raised a hand to hold it tightly, frigging it as she peed and rubber
herself, all the while looking into my eyes. Her moaning had reached
a crescendo and the acrid smell of urine was in the air. My aunt must
have had a full bladder because her pee stream continued unabated for
a couple more minutes.

The foregoing sex play as we stripped, the sight of this adult woman
intentionally showing herself to me as she urinated and rubbed
herself, the moaning, the odor and the tight frigging of my virgin
cock were too stimulating for me. I felt my vision blur and my
muscles go weak. I started moaning loudly and before I could stop
myself, ejaculated thick gobs of hot spunk all over her squatting
body. The copious ejaculate landed on her hair, face, boobs, belly
and even on her peeing cunt. As she watched the jets of semen fly,
she rubbed herself harder and then her moans suddenly stopped. A
look, almost of satisfaction, crossed her eyes and as her stream of
pee reduced to a trickle and stopped, she let go of my cock, scooped
up my come and licked it, never breaking her eye contact with me.

