This happened when I was sent to America for studies so that I can have
better future there I was living with my ammayi her name is Reshmi.
As my family had thought I did have a very good education
and a good future, but it was not the same as my father thought.
Now I am going to narrate what happened there hope u will
enjoy. My aunty Reshmi is a very sexy woman. She is sexy as hell all
by herself but I think she goes that little extra just for uncle’s
sake. She wears those ultra low raise jeans that they sell in Old Navy. I
always get to see her thong panties sticking above them in the back.
She wears those short sexy tops that show off her pierced bellybutton
too. She looks better than any girl in my school does, well almost.
I’m eighteen and my aunty Reshmi is thirty-six. Uncle kids aunty all
the time about her bra size being her age. She wears a 36-B bra.
Aunty keeps her hair short and, her weight is perfect, and her figure
is unbelievable. She works out several times a week. She has a slight
curvature to her belly and a great chandi but her mula are by far her
finest features in my opinion. She doesn’t even have any stretch marks
from childbirth, scars, or any tattoos either to detract from her
beautiful body. She looks amazing.
Uncle got a new promotion recently and works a lot more than he used
too so I spend most of my time with my aunty Reshmi. We go out to dinner
and take in a movie almost every Friday evening without Uncle. She
likes our dates and so do I.
I spent the entire summer staring at my own aunty Reshmi on the beach.
I wasn’t the only one either. I think every man on the beach stares
at my aunty Reshmi when we are there. She has some very nice bikinis too
but I like her newest white string bikini the best because I can see
her entire chandi in it. Me and everybody else too. Aunty shaves her
pooru every morning during the summer so she looks her best in her bikini.
I know this because she has mentioned it.
That summer aunty and I spent several hours a day at the beach
sunbathing. Aunty would put the lotion on me and I would put it on her. She
never minded how close I got to any of her good parts. Since her chandi
was basically bare I got to rub lotion onto it often and would rub right
down to her shit hole. That thin string sure didn’t cover it any.
Aunty would slip her hand under the waistband of my bathing suit. In the
beginning she would accidentally hit my kunna and apologize. I took that
as a hint to rub closer into aunt’s mulakal and just under the front
of her bottoms. Soon she stopped apologizing all together and made
sure to touch my kunna every time she applied lotion and then she actually
rubbed it with lotion on purpose. I took that as a hint to rub
aunt’s pooru. I can still remember that very first time that I coated my
hand with lotion, slipped it well into her bikini bottom, and cupped her
entire pooru in the palm of my hand. As long as I had gone that far!
I bent my middle finger and it slipped right into her pooru lips. As
I pulled my hand back out I hit her kanthu and aunty jumped. I thought
I had gone too far and pulled my hand back to my leg quickly.
I will never forget aunty saying, “I think you had better put a whole
lot more lotion down there and don’t be in such a hurry this
I enjoyed aunt’s pooru for probably ten full minutes. All I remember
was that it was a lifetime! I fingered aunt’s pooru and played with
her kanthu for a very long time. I was worried that somebody would see
what I was doing and that I would get caught. Afterwards she thanked me
for giving her two orgasms. My hand covered her pooru better than her
bikini bottom did. Men did notice what I was doing and started at me. I
figured that they were jealous.
A few men said things like, “Lucky guy!” “Nice!” “Go for
it!” and “I wish I were you right now!”
Aunty just smiled and told me that she liked it!
I remember that very first time on the beach because aunty jerked me
off as she drove us home afterwards. It was much better than jerking
myself off. Aunty asked me to remove my swim trunks and tilt my seat back a
little. I still remember her licking her fingers afterwards too and
telling me that my andi kara tasted a lot better than my uncle’s andi
After that day we got each other off every day in one way or another.
If we didn’t got to the beach we did it in the car or even in our own
backyard. That Friday our movie included playing with each other
throughout the entire film. I put my arm around auntie’s shoulders and she
would lay her head on my shoulder while I slipped my hand down her top
and cupped her bare breast. I don’t remember what movie was playing
but I really was disappointed when it ended. However it was going to be
a long summer.
The next week it rained for two days and we couldn’t go to the beach.
That first day I was disappointed and aunty knew it. I was pretty sure
that she was disappointed too. Then she got the bright idea to pretend
that we were at the beach and put on her skimpy bikini. I got excited
and my andi stood at attention. Aunty smiled and told me to undress and
said that I didn’t need to put my suit on. I reached out and pulled
the string at her hip and aunty smiled. Soon we were both naked and
looking at one another. This was actually the first time I saw aunty
completely naked. She let me watch as she shaved her pooru that morning. I
found it very exciting. She used some of uncle’s shaving cream and his
razor. She held onto her pooru lips as she shaved then and reached
between her legs to shave her chandi too. Then she used a washcloth to
clean it. I got to apply just a few drops of baby oil to it for her.
Soon after that aunty was lying on her bed on her back and I was
sitting next to her playing with her mula and pooru while she played with my
andi. I enjoyed seeing what I was doing for the very first time. I
opened up her pooru lips and aunty opened up her legs to help me. I got to
poke my fingers into her hole and play with her kanthu. I leaned over
to suck her nipple and she let me. When I leaned further to suck her
other nipple aunty sucked my andi into her mouth. It was heavenly so I
stayed right there sucking on her far breast while I played with her
kanthu and let aunty suck my andi. I gave her two orgasms before I andi
kara. Aunty sucked me dry and I loved it. As we lay side by side aunty
kissed me. I swear I could taste my own andi kara on auntie’s tongue and
I liked it too.
We rested for an hour or so and then did it again. In fact we did it a
total of four times that first rainy day. Each time aunty sucked my
andi while I gave her a couple of orgasms with my fingers.
The next day was rainy too and we were both happy about that. That day
aunty introduced me to pooru licking, sixty-nine, and the best climaxes
I got to lick auntie’s pooru like she had been sucking my andi. I
liked the taste very much. I liked eating my aunty Reshmi’s pooru a lot.
In that position aunty could get my andi into her mouth deeper and I
liked that too. Aunty called it deep throat and I was the first person
that she had ever managed to do that too. Aunty was the first naked girl
that I had seen, hers were the first nipples that I sucked, and her
pooru was the first that had tasted. But I knew for a fact that she
wouldn’t be the last girl that I did all of that too and more.
It did not rain the following day but aunty wanted to stay home and I
was all for it too. That day I lost my virginity to my aunty Reshmi. It
started out about the same as the previous two days with our playing
with each other, a little sixty-nine, and then it happened. Aunty told me
to turn around and kiss her. While I was kissing her she lifted her
legs up around my hips and inserted my andi into her pooru. It was
similar to having it in her mouth but better. I hadn’t fucked her throat
because I let her control that action so I wouldn’t hurt her. However
this way I was in control and could fuck down into her just as fast and
just as hard as I wanted too. Aunty didn’t stop me. Apparently she
knew how excited a teenage boy could be his first time and let me go. She
let me fuck her as often as I wanted to and she never tried to get me
to satisfy her even once. I got to fuck aunty five times that day. I
think Uncle fucked her too when he came home because I heard her moa!
N like when I finger her kanthu real good.
The following day aunty asked me if I would like to learn how to
satisfy a woman while having sex with her. Well sure I would! That started my
sex lessons. Every day for the rest of the summer aunty taught me what
excited her, where to find her erogenous zones, and what to do with
them. I practiced on her every day until school started up.
On that first day of school I rushed home just like aunty had told me
too. All I could think of on the way home was making love to aunty. This
was the first time in months that I hadn’t made love to her at least
three times by now. However when I walked in aunty was sitting there
with her sister, my Aunt Remya. I was hoping that aunty would be alone
so that we could make love. Aunty saw how disappointed I was and smiled.
Surprisingly aunty walked over to me, gave me a big hug, and kissed me
full on the mouth, tongue and all right there in front of her younger
sister. Then aunty massaged my andi through my jeans to make sure that I
was hard. Of course I was hard with aunt’s tongue in my mouth, her
mulakal pushed into my chest, and her hand on my crotch. Then to top it
off Aunt Remya looked gorgeous in her bright red mini dress with the
plunging neckline and no bra. Her legs were parted just enough to show me
her bright white panties too. God I had never seen Aunt Remya look any
better than she did right then.
Then to my amazement aunty told me that Aunt Remya was going to be my
sex test. Aunt Remya was my final exam. I would be graded on how well I
could satisfy her sexually. I was to take her up to my room, make love
to her, and that I had two hours to complete the exam.
I wasn’t sure if aunty was joking or not but I was too horny to care,
I had Aunt Remya’s hand in my hand, and aunty had given me
permission. What more did I need to know?
I practically dragged Aunt Remya up to my room while she giggled at my
excitement. I got undressed before she could do anything then I
unwrapped her like a Christmas present. As I lifted her bright red mini dress
Aunt Remya lifted her arms. As soon as I saw her bare mulakal leaned in
for a sample then lifted her dress all the way up and off. I stepped
back to admire my Aunt in just her sexy little bright white panties and
her shoes. Her panties looked brand new to me as if she had bought them
just for this occasion. She smiled, pulled her shoulders back, and
placed her hands on her hips striking a very sexy pose for me like a
fashion model showing off her panties. I knelt before her and hooked my
fingers into the waistband of those white panties. I watched intently as I
lowered her panties. She shaves her pooru too like aunty does. I kissed
her pooru as I tugged on her panties. I got them to her ankles and
felt Aunt Remya holding my head as she lifted one foot for me. I remo!
Ved her slip-on shoe and her panties. Then I removed her other shoe
and had her white fragrant panties in my hand. I put them to my nose to
smell of her womanly odor only to realize that she had sprayed perfume
on her pooru. Aunt Remya told me to keep them as a souvenir of our first
time together. I had to smile because aunty had told me the same thing
the first time that we had made love too. I leaned in and held onto
Aunt Remya’s chandi while I kissed her pooru mound some more and
slipped my tongue into the top of her opening to touch her kanthu lightly. I
felt her jerk slightly and knew that she liked it.
I got up and walked Aunt Remya to my bed. I pulled the covers all the
way down to the foot of my bed and onto the floor leaving just my bottom
fitted sheet and a pillow. I tossed the pillow too and had Aunt Remya
get in the middle of my bed on her belly first.
I started by rubbing her shoulders right down to her ankles and back up
again. It’s what aunty calls the ultimate backrub. The back of her
thighs, her chandi, and her lower back got most of the attention. On
every trip back up her body I got closer and closer to her pooru and to
her chandi until I actually touched them for the first time. I would soak
my finger in her pooru then rub her tightly puckered chandi sending
shivers up her spine. Once she got used to that I separated her legs,
held her chandi down, and reached under to find her kanthu. I drove her up
the freaking wall a dozen times before I finally rolled her over. Then
I started my body massage from her shoulders to her ankles again but
this time I got to play with her mula, belly, and pooru while I did it.
She just closed her eyes when I kneaded her mulakal. She moaned
whenever I touched her pooru. I started sucking her nipples because I liked
the way she cooed when I did it. I separated her legs, lifted her kn!
Ees, and tucked my tongue in between her pooru lips. I ate Aunt Remya
until she begged me to fuck her. However I didn’t stop just because
she begged me too. I waited until she would do anything I wanted her to
do before I slipped my andi into Aunt Remya’s pooru for the very
first time. I looked at the clock and saw that an hour had gone by already.
I made love to Aunt Remya, turned around into a passionate sixty-nine
until I was hard again, and then I turned back around and made love to
her again. The third time I had my andi in her pooru it was just at the
two-hour mark. I finished what I was doing and looked up to see aunty
smiling from the doorway.
Aunty had come up to see how we were doing and to let us know that our
two hours were up. Aunt Remya opened her eyes from that last orgasm and
looked at aunty in the doorway too.
Aunt Remya told aunty; “On a scale of one to ten I would give him a
twenty! He is by far the best lover that I have ever had! I can’t wait
to write about this in her diary!”
While we rested up aunty sat on the bed with us and then lay next to me
so that I was the middle of a sister sandwich. Aunt Remya told aunty
what a great job she had done with me and that she should open her very
own sex school for boys. She laughed when she said that it was too late
to train most of the men in the world but that there was definitely
hope for the young boys.
Aunt Remya was only thirty-three years old but she confessed, “I have
let seventy-eight guys fuck me but you are the first one to make love
to me like that!”
Aunty admitted, “I’ve had thirty-one lovers including you, your
father, and the entire football team in high school! You are the best
lover I ever had too!”
All I could say was “Wow!”
Aunt Remya smiled at aunty, kissed my cheek, and said, “She made it
with all of the cheerleaders too!”
I looked at aunty and she blushed as she said, “I go both ways!”
Aunt Remya said, “Me too! Want to watch?”
I smiled and said, “Yes! I’d love to watch you two make love! I
might learn something!”
Aunty said, “I already taught you everything that I know!”
I said, “I was thinking that Aunt Remya might have something to
Aunt Remya said, “I don’t think so! In fact you taught me a few
I got off the bed and sat in my chair while I watched aunty and Aunt
Remya make love. Aunty did just about everything to Aunt Remya that I had
done in that first hour except for the body massage. Aunt Remya did
not do a very good job on aunty in my opinion but I guess she was just
too excited to concentrate on auntie’s pleasure. Aunt Remya had three
orgasms while aunty only had only one. I helped aunty out while Aunt
Remya was recovering. Since I was hard I slipped my andi into auntie’s
pooru for a minute then I slipped it into Aunt Remya’s pooru for a
minute. I went back and forth fucking into both women until I had to shoot
andi kara. Then I filled auntie’s pooru with andi kara and told Aunt
Remya to lick it out. She did a much better job this time since aunty
wasn’t eating her at the same time. As the women recovered they
discussed my sexual talents.
Aunt Remya said, “We really should pimp him out to less fortunate
women and put the money in his college fund!”
Aunty asked, “How much do you think we could get for him?”
Aunt Remya said, “Well for that two-hour session I had I’d say five
Auntie’s eyes flew open, her jaw dropped, and she said, “Wow!”
I also said, “Wow!”
Aunt Remya said, “He may be expensive but he is certainly worth it!
Offer them a money back guarantee if they’re not entirely satisfied
with his performance!”
Aunt Remya said, “Between the two of us I think we can book four
women a week!”
Aunty asked, “Why only four?”
Aunt Remya smiled and said, “Hey! We need some of that action too!
Consider it our fee for being his pimps!”
Aunty smiled and said, “In the movies the pimps always get to try out
the merchandise! Don’t they?” Then the two ladies looked right at
me and laughed!
Aunty asked me, “So what do you think about making love to a bunch of
rich women that don’t get enough sex from their husbands and
I smiled and said, “I think it’ll be fun! I can make a lot of women
happy and earn my way through college.” I thought a moment and
asked, “How much do you think I can earn in the next three years before I
Aunt Remya just smiled and said, “Two thousand a week times fifty
weeks is a hundred thousand dollars times three years is three hundred
Aunty smiled and asked, “What if we add a Saturday morning, Saturday
evening, and a Sunday afternoon to that?”
Aunt Remya said, “A little over a half a million dollars!”
Aunty said, “That should get him a Master’s Degree from Cornell
Aunt Remya said, “Yes it should!”
Both women smiled at me and then aunty asked, “How would you like to
go to Cornell?”
I smiled and said, “Okay but you guys are forgetting that I’m off
during the summer and that I can probably handle fourteen every week for
about twelve weeks!”
Aunt Remya scratched on a piece of paper and said, “Six hundred and
fifty-one thousand dollars plus whatever interest he might get in the
Aunty lit up and said, “Bank! IRS! How do we account for the income?
How do those drug dealers do it?”
Aunt Remya said, “We better get a tax lawyer to help us out!”
The next day after school I was introduced to my new tax lawyer
Gouri. She was a beautiful Tamil woman. She was in her forties but kind of nice. This
lovemaking was to be her retainer. Aunty told me to be very good to her.
I took Mrs. Gouri up to my bedroom and asked her if I could take a
picture of her fully dressed. I told her that it was for my scrapbook and
she said that I could.
I undressed first then I undressed her. When I unhooked her bra I was
treated to the biggest set of mula that I had seen so far. She jokingly
said that they were 40-DD’s. When I removed her panties I realized
that they were brand new and that they had been put on recently. I smiled
at Mrs. Gouri and put her panties on top of my computer and not with
the rest her clothes. She just smiled at me knowing that I was going to
keep them. She was bigger than aunty or Aunt Remya. Her mula, chandi,
and belly were bigger but I still found her interesting naked. I had her
get on her belly and worked on her back, chandi, and legs for a long
time to relax her. Her back had bra marks dug into her flesh. Her chandi
crack was deep but I made my way down into it to caress her shithole.
She liked it! Then I had her roll over and I worked on her front. This
was not to relax her but to work her up into a sexual frenzy. I
touched, rubbed, and caressed every inch of her body then I got to work w!
Ith my tongue and lips. Her nipples swelled up much bigger than
auntie’s nipples do and I enjoyed sucking on them. When I tried chewing on
her nipples lightly she really enjoyed it. Her pooru was totally
covered with hair. It was long, curly, and matted so I parted it with my
fingers and slipped my tongue in. I found her kanthu and that excited her.
I slipped a finger into her pooru and licked it afterwards. Finally I
was poking my tongue into her pooru hole as far as I could reach. I
opened her legs up wider, held her pooru lips open, and then I started to
attack her kanthu. I chewed on it lightly like I had her nipples and it
had an even stronger effect on her. Mrs. Gouri sure could have orgasms.
She had a whole series of them while I worked on her kanthu and stuck
my middle finger up her shithole. I put my thumb in her pooru and
played ‘six-pack’ in her holes. I looked at my alarm clock to see if I
should fuck her yet and found that it was definitely time too. I sl!
Ipped my andi into Mrs. Gouri’s pooru and fucked into her to satisfy
myself. In doing so of course she got off again. I pinned her knees to
her chest and pounded down into her fat pooru. I could hear the
smacking of our sweaty flesh hitting together. I gave her a big shot of andi
pal and just stayed right there between her legs after letting them
relax down to the bed. I finally leaned in to kiss Mrs. Gouri on the lips.
She opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around me. We cuddled for a
while longer. After about two and a half hours we sat up and I helped
Mrs. Gouri get dressed. Well, everything that is except her panties. Then
I got dressed and we went downstairs. Aunty and Aunt Remya were
waiting for us.
Aunty asked Mrs. Gouri, “How was it?”
Mrs. Gouri said, “He was everything you said he would be and more!
I’ll help you set up a tax free trust fund ear marked for college and
take care of the deposits for you. I would suggest strictly cash so that
nothing can be traced back to the women or their husbands.”
Aunt Remya just looked at Mrs. Gouri and smiled until Mrs. Gouri said,
“Okay! You’re right! He was the best that I have ever had! I’ll
send some of my associates around! They can afford his service that’s
Then Mrs. Gouri handed me a receipt for five hundred dollars for her
legal fees. That was the start of my college fund.
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