2 comments/ 66415 views/ 9 favorites Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 02 By: kinkydreams667 I suddenly woke up by the muted sound of the telephone ringing and wondered who could be calling so late in the night. I had dozed off, sitting on the carpet. My head was resting on the edge of sofa, between knees of Padma aunty. Anxiety swelled as mind fearfully speculated on uncle Pandey returning from his tour; putting an end to my pleasurable time. I frantically tried Padma aunty to wake up, who was dozing on sofa peacefully with happy glaze on her face; legs still spread wide, right hand lying at her bushy cunt. A full moon was visible through tall window; curtains were flapping lightly in cool breeze. She slowly stirred scratching her cunt and thighs. My half pants, shirts and under garments were strewn around on the carpeted floor. I hurriedly started to gather my cloths. "Don't worry, my dear friend Rekha is calling... bring the phone here ..." Padma aunty sat up stretching her body, nipples rose, as she arched her torso up, tying up her hair in a loose bun. With a growing strange feeling along with new erotic expectations, I picked up the black telephone from the side table and placed near her on sofa. "I am sure that you will keep our secrets forever. If you dare to boast like a fool, you will lose a lot." "Why should I tell others?" "Well young boys like you love to boast, isn't it?" Aunty widened her thighs and touched her small dick like Dana. "Yes, most do, but I don't like to share my secrets." "Hmmm...good...what you have learned about others?" "No aunty, I will not tell you that.." "Wonderful...I like it..if you want a place to fuck girl of your age, you can do that in my house.." "Oh thanks...that would be very nice and helpful.." My lucky time has really arrived suddenly with so much new erotic possibilities opening up. For months my girlfriend Reema never agreed for full-fledged sex as we could not find any safe place to fuck. She angrily rejected my suggestion to use the old ruins near town. "Always learn to keep such intimate secrets close to your heart...but I love to know about others secrets...being intimate...we have to give all possible pleasures to each other... sharing spicy tales, gossips and others secrets is hot thing to happen between intimate friends..." "Sure aunty...but.." I hesitated but my whole body was getting charged with so far unknown heat waves. "I and Rekha share everything including dicks... not that we fuck around at lot, it's hard to find a decent man in this small backward town...she will be reaching in half an hour... now you know about her too...tell me all you know and I will be sharing whatever I know..." What Padma aunty said casually, was a shock for me; a boy of eighteen growing up in a small traditional north Indian town. Though we young boys habitually indulged in wild gossiping about real and imaginary extra marital affairs of people, tried to chase and fuck girls. But two lady friends sharing lovers or sex partners were still alien to me. But at that moment it held very exciting opportunity for me. I quickly realized that Dr, Rekha was expected after being informed about my presence. I remembered visiting petite Dr. Rekha, who had left her husband in Delhi years back and was living alone in her house cum clinic down the road. Rekha kept her self-busy in her medical practice, avoided socializing and hardly attended any marriages or community functions. My friend Ramu, used to share his unbelievable secretes about saintly, plane looking Dr. Rekha. He once, got a heavily bruised knee in a football match and his father took him to her clinic. After few visits, she advised her father to let him-come alone, be independent and she was there to take care of him as well. But I never believed his story that Dr. Rekha could have sucked his long, thin and curved dick for months. The lady doctor was never discussed by boys, who would gather to gossip and joint masturbation sessions. She was hardly visible, wore baggy dresses and had no boobs and butt, worth fantasizing about. I was about to share what Ramu told me with Padma aunty, but immediately decided to hold it, still she asks again and I instinctively knew she would. Aunty dialed the number and waited, caressing her boobs. "Kya ho raha hai....you are getting late now..." She whispered in the mouth piece. The strange feeling was getting stronger with possibility of plane looking Dr. Rekha reaching in some time. My mind wondered about her thin body, her boobs, buttocks, cunt and her wildness matching Padma aunty or perhaps more. I could feel a string of juice escape my erect dick. "Yeah...we did...hmm...,he tastes delicious...not yet....you come than we all have fun together,,," Her hair bun unlocked, spilling on her exquisite shoulders and firm round boobs. My mind was turning foggy with surety of unbelievable things happening in some time as aunty kept on tweaking her enlarging nipples. So in fact Ramu had not been fantasizing or boasting about Dr. Rekha sucking his dick at all. She must have done even more that just sucking. If that had really happened, then he did really score over me fucking a mature lady earlier. And that was enough to push my rating down in own eyes. "Hmmm....yes...ab jaldi aoo... now rush in fast ...or you lose some action.." Padma aunty put the receiver down and looked at me, now tweaking her both nipples together. She hardly had any bulge on her tummy with deep naval hole, I had deep urge to fuck that too. "Don't you feel good being naked?" I remained silent and realized that it indeed felt very good and exciting to be naked in company of a gorgeous naked lady with no inhibitions and taboos. And it would be wonderful when Dr. Rekha joins us. The cat jumped at the sofa, sat down, curled up and closed her eyes. "Actually Rekha encouraged me to see possibilities of selecting and seducing a young boy. Then, one day I noticed and started to look at you differently." I was listening with great interest with unexplainable mixed feelings of being taken as a mere sex object. "When I told Rekha about you, she immediately approved." A surge of pride shot through me and made my dick jerk wildly, a thick thread of juice emerged and started moving down fast. "Good sex is a nourishing food for mind, body and soul...and we only have one life to enjoy it. Sadly I awoke to its wonders quite late....and now would love to enjoy as much as I can...life is short and I am over forty now...time is fast running out...but boy you are lucky...aren't you?" She looked at my dick with a blob of pre cum oozing at the eye and signaled me to come near. The sparkling blob was lifted expertly and tasted with closed eyes. My balls were getting massaged lovingly. She squeezed my dick and more juice scooped out on her index finger. I closed my eyes and submitted to her erotic ministrations. "Do you masturbate every day?" I heard her lust filled voice. "Yes, aunty.." Her palm cupped my balls and squeezed hard. "How many times Madarchod.." Being called a mother fucker in raw Hindi by best friend of my mother sent wild waves of erotic spam through my spine... "Once at least...or more if I see nude and sexy pictures..." "Hmmm...good now you need not to jerk off as I would love to have your young juice in me and on my face....and there is Rekha as well, to make a nice team of three." I felt lost in enjoying lusty talk and her long fingers caressing my dick and balls. "Let's go to the massage room ...my cat, Pussy owns this sofa.." Padma aunty left my dick, patted my left thigh, and smiled extending her hand. I gently pulled her up. She gracefully led the way up the wide winding staircase, her hairs lose and cascading down, touching her pear shaped butt. I followed, fascinated by the exotically carved mature feminine nudity in all glory. Her body was perfectly proportionate, glorious buttocks undulated gracefully as she climbed steps majestically, like a queen. Being naked seemed very natural and normal for her. I was still happy and dazed from three ejaculations in series, yet my dick was up again and ready, but mind was still conflicted with so many moral questions. She has been like sort of my second mother for so long. How would my mother react, if she comes to know about it? Now, involvement of Dr. Rekha, infused new excitement and possible dangers of exposure as well. "Hmmm...this a perfect place for some hot fucking...when Rekha arrives we can have fun here.." She turned to face me and smiled. Lost in thoughts I collided with her, my hard dick stuck her tummy and her nipple touched my clean chest. Padma aunty put her arms over my shoulders and hugged me close. And locked her luscious lips on mine. It was a long kiss, some thing I have not experienced before. Her tongue got in my mouth and got locked with my young, inexperienced tongue. The kiss was long and languid, as tongue probed my mouth expertly. We were at wide first floor landing of the staircase with a large door and wide window on both sides. The door led to lobby connected with two large bed rooms and a living room. She slowly broke off the heavenly kiss and spoke dreamily. "Me and Rekha always wanted to fuck here but it was no fun without having a hard dick present...but now let us do it here.." She unlocked her arms, turned, gathered her hairs on left side of neck and leaned on large window sill, spreading her legs wide. The light was dim, but I could see her glorious buttocks heaving in anticipation. I was quick to realize what I is to be done. She upped her ass, spread legs even further and the dark patch of her hairy cunt was faintly visible. Instinctively, my palm went under and started to slowly rub lips of her large cunt, pushing thick pubic hairs on sides. "Tell me what you naughty boys do together in those ruins?" Her voice was soaked in thick lust. "We used to play hide and seek there before...now we gossip and see some sexy pictures.." "Don't tell me you naughty boys only gossip...seeing sexy pictures?" "Hmm...well we sometimes jerk off together...." "Hmmm....Is my son Raman is there too..? "No...he is not part of that group.." "Chup sale...don't tell a lie...now push one finger in my Choot ....hmmm...that's good.." I loved the way Padma aunty was trying to learn about what we boys used to do in ruins while getting my fingers work on her hot dripping cunt. "Believe me aunty, he is not in that group.." "But I wish he was, to learn something about sex..." "Ramu tried but Raman said he was not interested, and you will be angry..if he moves with bad boys like Ramu.." "He is stupid...I would have been happy...hmmm now rub your thumb on my Gand..ahhhh..." A sophisticated Padma aunty using raw language and asking me to thumb her asshole hit my senses deep, as a new electric charge passed through my excited lusty body. "Do you and Raman, ever masturbated together?" For a moment, I could not believe that, she really asked such a question and kept silent. Padma aunty repeated the question loudly. "No, we only study together and never talked about or experimented these things." I honestly told her. "Hmmmm...I don't think he has fooled around with any girl or tried to fuck yet.." Her voice sounded strange to me and yet very lust filled, enjoying every spoken word. "No aunty...I don't think so, he is too studious and serious type." "Yes he is stupid like me when I was young and lost so much of fun...I can't let same thing happen to my dear child.." I didn't know what to say and remained silent. "Hmmm...feels good, little down and do it harder ...put more pressure on my Dana...now I want to cum fast...ahhhhh.." Dana is Hindi world for clitoris and hers was like an erect tiny dick. My dick was rock hard and could feel string of juice falling down. I tried to manipulate her Dana harder as she moaned and mewed loudly, holding herself in position by one hand on the sill and other hand pinching and pulling her boobs and nipples. "Ahhhhh....I am coming Rohan...now sit down and lick my Choot.." Her hand left boobs and slapped my hand away. Feeling her imminent orgasm, I turned, slipped under her, balanced myself on my hands and latched my mouth to her hot dripping cunt. Padma aunty was desperately fingering and massaging her Dana furiously. My tongue lapped and licked, my mouth was dripping with her juices. Instinctively balancing myself on one hand, my right hand fingers started to probe her demanding hole. "Ohhhh.....good boy...hmmmm...now don't stop Madarchod.." She happily left cunt fingering to me and concentrated on her aroused Dana. Padma aunty calling me mother fucker sent my body shuddering in new spasms of excitement. My fingers probed her liquid cunt deep, as she spread her legs wider. Her cunt juices squirted on my face and traveled down my chin and neck. The flow was continuous as I kissed and finger fucked her. After some time it was getting difficult for me to keep myself up on one hand. She sensed my discomfiture and straightened up after a loud pleasure cry. More juices gushed out, making me go mad sucking and licking like a hungry dog. Padma aunty helped me to get up and hugged me in a tight embrace. She felt my leaking dick rubbing on her thighs and grabbed it tightly. I closed my eyes and felt her sliding down on her knees. Her warm mouth immediately swallowed my dick and continued till balls too were also sucked in. She grabbed my buttocks and started to squeeze hard. I closed my eyes and got lost in her expert cock sucking, licking and massaging my balls. Her index finger delicately tapped and scratched, wrinkled ring of my anus. That was shockingly new experience for me, as waves of unknown pleasure started building in asshole and spread on my buttocks. She has sucked me few hours before, but I could sense the difference felt with ass scratching it was slow and deep. I didn't know how long she sucked but then she left my dick suddenly looked up at me and smiled. "Close your eyes and enjoy...and I will tell when you can open..okay..." Lost in deep sensual pleasure, I too did not want her to stop either. I never knew how long-my dick and balls were sucked, butt caressed lovingly and asshole scratched in such a sensual way. Aunty really had great stamina and energy to keep sitting on her haunches, giving me orals. With a deep sucking withdrawal, her hot mouth left my dick with an erotic sound. "Hold on boy...lets go up and see some hot sex movie...you must have seen few... didn't you?" Padma aunty stood up, her chin was smeared in saliva mixed with my juices. She turned and slowly moved up the staircase, holding the brass railing. I followed fascinated not knowing what lay ahead and what kind of sex movie; she was going to show me. But one thing I was sure about that it will be really exciting and hot along with added excitements of Dr, Rekha joining us soon. We reached the third floor; she opened the door and waited me to go in first. I have never been in this room before. ...to be continued. Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 03 The room was large with a king size bed in the middle, covered with mosquito net. I was surprised and curious about purpose of some of the furniture. There were two long settees with half of the portion raised with back support and few cushioned chairs with hole in the seat. While I was busy looking around the tastefully decorated large bedroom with erotic paintings on wall and nude statues in various sexual positions, Padma aunty opened an antique cupboard. A film projector with loaded spools was now visible. "Me and Rekha love to watch porn when we are together for some hot fun.." She plugged the projector and sat on one of the cushioned chair with hole in on the seat, one hand went back to touch her large nipples. I was feeling curious about what they would have been doing to each others and how? Being faintly aware of sex between mature females, did not prepare me to witness and participate in the impending sexual adventure with two mature ladies. Needless to say, I was troubled, perplexed and yet excited like a young man could be. "Let me prepare and teach you for something very erotic, Rekha loves...lets go to washroom...come." Padma aunty got up, held my hand and reached a closed door on side. She opened the door and led me inside. It was a big bathroom with bathtub, shower, tall geyser, a closet and few wooden stools by the side. An open rack was stacked with bars of soaps, ointment bottles, lotions and white towels. "Get in the bathtub.." I was gently pushed. "Now bend and open your Gaand.." A mild shock again went through me, hearing aunty asking me to open my ass cheeks. I obeyed and wondered what was about to happen, felt the whiff of steam and heard the hiss of hot tap connected to the geyser being opened, hot water falling in to a bucket. "Hmmm,,,you have a very cute Gaand...I am sure Rekha will be pleased and very happy." I heard the chuckled whisper and felt warm water splashed on my ass cheeks. The warmness hit my anus, as my dick stiffened by the tinge of shock. A soaped cloth begins to gently rub my butt crack and anus. More warm water was poured to wash away the soap. The gentle rubbing of so far unexplored private parts was indeed pleasurable and so new. "Open more, so I can really see closely and clean it.." I heard the sensuous whisper and complied with her demand. "Hmmmm....it's so cute...ahhhh....do you feel good now?" Her index finger pressed and started to rub the warm coarse cloth at rim of anus and even inserted in a bit. "Yeahh....aunty..hmmmm...Oh God. Never felt like this before..." I heard myself whispering, as a soothing pleasure began to spread, my body started to relax, the swollen balls ballooned and dick stiffened with extra hardness. Her hand moved down to massage my balls, felt her boobs pressed on my back, feeling the hardened nipples grazing as aunty continue to rub. Hot breath neared my neck and suddenly her lips kissed neck and right shoulder. "Boy, just relax as I bite your shoulder...don't worry, you will like it...I am sure...when Rekha did it to me, first time, in this position, right here in this tub, I was also not sure...but believe me it's so wonderful. Don't panic...just let me sink my teeth in a bit in your young delicious flesh...okay?" Her breath got hotter and body heaved expecting some exotic pleasure, I was about to receive as well. A fear began to gather in my mind, but surprisingly felt my dick shaking in unknown expectations. "You also do same to me as well. I have been bitten may be hundreds of time by my darling Rekha, but you see there are no scars left. She has given me a lotion, which heals teeth marks with few hours." Her voice was turning hoarse and thick, her saliva began to pour on my shoulder. "Sllaapppp...slapppp....slaap...Aunty moved away a bit, her right hand swung and hit my butt cheeks hard. Spikes of pain .swept through my body along with burning sensations centered where her hit me. "Ahhhhhh...Ahhhhh...Ahhhh...Oh aunty...what are you doing..Ohhh..God..." My feeble protest did not stop her as she focused on my right shoulder and hit me even harder. Her bare teeth started to sink at the joint of my neck and shoulder; fingers savagely kneaded my butt cheeks. Contrary to my fear, I liked feel of teeth sinking in my shoulder and the pain has tinge of pleasure with in. "Hmmmm...let check your balls and Lund...Oh yeah...boy your liked the experience. Didn't you?" "Hmmmm...Ahhhh..Oh God aunty..." My voice was different and so coarse; it didn't seem to belong to me. It was not me, but someone else hidden inside. "Hmmm...I can feel from your tight balls and hard Lund, that you are very excited and might shoot your semen in no time...but let's save it boy, we have whole night to us and perhaps most of the day as well." "Oh aunty..." My throat was dry, voice, hoarse and thick. More warm water was poured over my butt and felt being dried by a towel. "That is s enough for now...You are done...now you wash my Gaand..." Padma aunty pulled me out and took my place in the bathtub, leaned and tantalizingly opened her exquisite globs and waited for me to get going "Have you ever seen any female Gaand, Choot and a totally nude body, like this before?" "No aunty...never" "Hmmm...okay...now see my Gaand....do you like it?" Her voice was thick with lust. "Yes...aunty.." I poured warm water on her ass cheeks. "Hmmm...I know how excited you are....what exactly you like...ahhhh" She wiggled her wide ass. , "Now soap and rub my Gaand...ahhhhh." I started to obey her, remembering her manipulations on my back. I was fascinated by looking so closely on opened ass cheeks and her longish black rimmed anus. She was moaning and moving her anus by sucking it in and the releasing it back to shape. The thick jungle of her pubic hairs jutted out from below, covering her extra-large size cunt. Óh aunty...your Gaand is so sexy..." I had to say that and I really liked her asshole and glorious view of open butt crack. "Hmmmm...rub deeper boy...focus on my asshole..ahhhh ...now pour more water..." I complied with her wishes. "I want you to help Raman fuck a girl..." She suddenly had gone back to her dear son and his sexual training. "But he has not disclosed his interest in any girl yet, though I keep telling him about my fooling around and fondling with Reema." I protested and shared by own amazement of his strange behavior. "It doesn't matter what he does, you got to help him as I said." I was silent. "Hmmm...Reema...ahhh...she is a sexy young thing...yes rub little harder and pour more water..." "Yes...aunty..." "You bring Reema here and ask Raman to hide and see how you fuck her." "Oh...you mean..." Yes.....hmmm...ahhhh..." Can you do it?" She threw the challenge in her lusty voice. "I will try aunty..." My voice was unsure. "Hmm..Okay...let's see if you can do it some of these days. Now wash my Gaand and Choot with water and towel me dry." Padma aunty led me back to the room and switches the projector on. Images began to flicker on the side wall. She climbed the large bed and signaled me to be close to her. I wondered about Dr. Rekha, who should have arrived be by now. A lady moving around alone at mid-night made me perplexed and worried too. "How Rekha aunty will come alone, so late in night?" "Don't worry, no one can dare to touch her, even if she decides to come here nude.." Aunty laughed, mocking my concern. "Ahhhhh....wonderful....look at them....hmmm...lovely bodies and glorious fucking" Lusty voice of Aunty and sounds of moaning, whacking from the speaker of the projector made me look at the side wall. The moving images showed a nude beach party with perhaps more than dozen of nude and partially dressed men and women in various stages of sucking, fucking, masturbating, licking, sucking and fingering. There were whites and blacks having sex. The camera was moving around slowly, staying little at each pair or group of men and women enjoying sex. Aunty garbed my dick and started to pump me slowly. Her other hand moved to her swollen tits. One the wall, the moving image was, grainy but quite clear. The camera now, stayed on a young man with long and thick dick, being lapped, licked and sucked by two ladies, one gorgeous black woman and a young white girl. The boy was sprawled on a reclining beach chair, his eyes closed, enjoying the attention given to his dick by two ladies. One more girl came, seductively placed her cunt on mouth of the boy. His hands immediately cupped the hips of the girl and, tongue leaped to taste her hole. The girl moaned loudly and started to move her butt over the flickering tongue, taking it to her asshole as well. The camera moved in to the close of her beautiful rimmed pink anus being lapped and probed, she was now trying to take the tongue in her back orifice. One more lady joined, kissed the girl, turned, bent her body and offered her cunt and ass to be licked. "Hmmm....look at the boy and four girls with him...lovely...I wish my son Raman also enjoys wonderful sex like this." Padma aunty started to pump my dick fast. The scene on wall changed. A beautiful black lady was busy sucking dicks of about six guys one by one, they circled around her, pumping their dick and waiting to be sucked. She was beautiful lady with short hairs, oval face, thick pouting lips, almond eyes and glow on her face Now all the guys closed and stared to pump their dicks to unload their spunk. In lusty anticipation, the lady opened her mouth wide, ferociously licked her lips and eagerly waited for boiling semen to hit her face, a thick string of semen erupted from one dick and hit her on nose and cheeks. The guys moaned and kept on pumping, as he continue to eject his cum on the face of lady now moaning and trying to lick prized reward. When the flow of first dick was ebbing, another dick sprouted, throwing blobs of semen. Now the whole crowd of men and women gathered around the lady, getting facials in abundance. One by one about half a dozen men emptied their balls on her face, which turned smeared and dripped with semen. Few ladies pounced on her and started to lick her face. "Hmmmm...gosh...lovely...see the lucky bitch...sucking and getting spunk from so many dicks...I wish to do it someday and you have to help me get few good fuckers." She moaned and pulled my dick hard. I didn't say anything and wondered that if such a thing was possible in our small Indian town. Aunty sprang on me and took my dripping dick in her hot mouth. For few minute, she sucked me slowly, pulling and rubbing my balls. "Switch the projector off; let me do something exciting and new to you before Rekha comes...it's important, because we both love doing it. You are going be our partner, so you must experience it, enjoys what it involves." She left my dick from her grip; I got up, went to the projector and switched it off. Aunty opened a side drawer of the bed and took out a rod with lots of knotted thick silk thread attached at one end, like flog along with a black scarf. "Come here boy and let me blindfold you." Her voice reeked of deep lust and sensual expectations. She turned me and tied the scarf over my eyes. I didn't know what was going to happen and why I was made to wear a blindfold. "Aunty, I can't see anything..." I heard my self feebly protesting. "Don't worry boy, you don't have to see anything dear, just experience and enjoy the pleasure, you have yet not known. Now let me guide you to the bed and be on your four," I was helped to ride the bed, gently pushed in to doggy position, with my butt raised up and head down on a pillow. "Hmmm...gosh...you look so delicious and hot...hmmm" I felt the knotted thread moving over my back , butt and thighs. Suddenly, aunty started to hit my butt with flog and gradually increased the speed and force. I felt conflicted, humiliated like slave but the flogging was inducing a slow heat of pleasure in my body as well. "Ahhhh,...Oh No Aunty...it hurts.." I protested as she suddenly hit my buttocks very hard. The big knots caused pain at many points. But surprisingly, it was getting increasingly pleasurable too. "Shut up Madarchod...mother fucker, don't you feel pleasure?" ...to be continued. Mother of My Best Friend Ch. 04 Though bursting with youthful energy and so happy to be in company of such a sexually charged and liberated, mature lady Padma aunty, I had my limits, was tired and after one deep and long ramming of her cunt, I passed off. When I got up in the morning, a sweating Padma aunty was busy exercising on the floor. She signaled me to be silent and gestured towards to a piece of paper on the side table. "It was wonderful. But I am sure you will be mature enough to be discreet and sensible. Dr. Rekha could not come, as her car had starting troubles, but promised to meet us some other time. Now, take bath, get dressed and get moving. Don't forget to eat your breakfast. It's on the dining table. Now tear this paper in to small pieces and throw on garbage bin. And don't you dare and foolish to boast around like an idiot. Be good and take care." After my first sexual encounter during overnight stay with Padma aunty, we both were forced to cool off our lust, due to various compulsions and presence of her husband, uncle Pandey. Moreover, I and her son Raman were seized of looming threats of board exams along with all the exam time horrors and anxieties. I was good in Mathematics but didn't like chemistry, whereas Raman, at that time, was sort of dud in Math's but mugged up boring chemistry lessons quite well. During those days leading to examination fever and fears, a totally asexual Padma aunty asked me to help her son with math's lessons, than what I was perhaps doing. Raman hated algebra and I was not able to make him interested in the subject, whom he found, so boring. She didn't have to tell me to help my best friend, but even then she did her bit quite honestly and admirably. And I knew she wanted her son to be an engineer and go to states for further studies to fulfill his dream to be an astronomer. But whenever I saw her, my dick would jerk wildly and raise its head eagerly to again taste the searing heat of her big juicy cunt and ravenous sucking. Remembering the way she had talked and encouraged me, while masturbating her and me as well, used to cause ripples of wild passions through my sex starved young body. But due to changed circumstances she took care to cover herself well, perhaps not to sexually arouse me, leading to distractions from important business of studies. Very shortly, I come to realize that previously Padma aunty deliberately wore those revealing and short dresses to gradually seduce me and then started to wear baggy gowns and Salwar suits to play down and hide her attractive figure. She would now was even less visible and intrusive when Raman and I were studying together in her house. But she made sure, tea and snacks were served to us at right time by her old servant couple, who stayed at out outhouse of her large house. I was also neck deep in preparations to score well, as per parent's expectations. Exams were still about a month away and I did realize that after that great initiation in to real hot sex, three week back, I could only jerk off twice. Many a times I would have an immediate great erection. But her eyes told me to wait for right time and opportunities. Once she noticed my erection for very long time; took me aside and sternly told me to wait till exams were over. Her purposeful control was amazing and sexual urges were perhaps periodic due to mature age. But I was deeply pained, tormented by her distance and my raging hormones. It was natural for me to treat her behavior as very cruel and insensitive. Nevertheless, heeding her sane advice most of times, I was able to control my sexual urges and get engrossed in studies. During such days and nights, my dick remained limp, lifeless piece of flesh and was used only for pissing. Although, during bathing, the necessary ritual of dick head and foreskin cleaning would result in rampant erections, leading to few moments of simple masturbatory pleasures without going all the way to satisfying ejaculations. Though, I was determined not to think about sex and devote all my energies and time to studies, but sudden relapses to sexual thoughts, leading to painful hard erections were common and too tormenting as well. Padma aunty used to get herself massaged regularly by a sharp featured, dark skinned Maalishwali Bai (lady masseur) Anja with voluptuous boobs and swinging large butt. Her real name was Angela, but was known simply as Anja. Medium built Anja, a divorcee was a well-known professional masseur of the town, who specialized in giving massages to ladies and used to ride a stylish bicycle. Once a week Anja would come in afternoon and Padma aunty would be closeted with her in the massage room at third floor, for about an hour. When Anja would finish her job and leave quietly, aunty would be sleeping for an hour or more. The door would be closed but not bolted from inside, when Anja left, as it would be impossible for a sleepy aunty, to get up and lock it. We boys were firmly told to never venture on the third floor, whenever massaging session was on, or Padma aunty was with her close friends from collage days Laxmi and Veena. As far as I knew, they always visited when Pandey uncle was away on tour. Anja was a daring lady and used to wear pants and shirt tucked in along with a large buckle belt. Her buttocks were melon shaped, which used to be masturbatory fantasy of most of the boys of my age. It was rumored that Anja was more than a masseur and many rich ladies sought her unique but socially forbidden, intimate services. Her charges were tripled for men, who wanted Anja to trim their hairs and massage bald heads in her saloon near railway station in those old days and placid times of late seventies. Once during a humid afternoon, I was lost in memorizing a tricky formula, while walking down to Raman's house with my books, suddenly Anja startled me by ringing her sharp bicycle bell. "Rohan Baccha Darr Gaya.." She laughed teasingly, stopped her famed bicycle and stylishly put her one high heeled foot down. At eighteen, I was deeply offended by Anja treating me like a small kid, though she was well over 30 years old. "I am not afraid at all...nor a kid anymore?" One foot resting on road, made her pants stretched over front and hips, making contours of her cunt and buttocks pronounced. She was quite well built dusky tribal women, whose ex-boxer-soldier brother George owned a taxi service and licensed hooch shop. A drunken George also relished beating people who messed up or hurt his younger sister. He had good friends in police and they tend to turn a blind eye, when George turned violent to beat some bad boys messing up girls, small time thieves and other trouble makers. So if someone didn't like going to Police, he would visit to a helpful George. So, George was someone like the Don Corleone of a small central Indian town. To us, young boys, a supposedly permissive Anja was rumored to have rowing eyes. She was believed to pick, use and discard young men regularly. Fearing her brother George, no one ever approached her openly, except few, who were deeply affected by her sensuality and consumed by their own passions. Whenever being foolish, they made Anja angry or felt cheated, a drunken George would arrive to thrash them, befitting their stupidities. "Oh, I see....but I have watched you dancing naked, dangling your cute little "Nunni.." Mischievously suggestive Anja smiled and winked. I could feel my dick raising fast and making a small tent in front of my pants, which was noticed, instantly as it was happening. I was deeply conflicted and unable to respond, feeling further confused by suggestive approach of Anja, mentioning seeing me naked dangling my dick. Her smoldering sex appeal, close view of her cunt shape, round buttocks and pointed breasts bursting out of black bra under thin white shirt put me on fire. I could also see the round and raised yoke of the bicycle seat pushed under her cunt, parting her outer labia. In those days boys used to gossip and speculate how girls use bicycle seats to rub their cunts and enjoy riding bicycle, mostly for such forbidden but easy sensual pleasures. "Baithoge, Rohan?" Her invitation to sit on back of bicycle was tempting, but I held back, remembering how a young man was recently beaten up brutally by George. Anja was also supposed to be very temperamental, moody, permissive and fouled mouth. It was certain she was also going to the house of Padma aunty. On an impulse, I nodded my acceptance to sit close to her body and observe her rippling butt and shapely back, closely. "Okay, hang the bag in front and hop on, kid..." Her voice was authoritative and full of deliberate mischief. My resolve to not to get sexually aroused and jerk off was getting weaker, as I transferred the bag of cosmetics, ointments and implements to the handle bar of her bicycle. Our hands touched and an electric current passed through me, she smiled and pouted her lips seductively, or so I thought. She expertly paddled the bicycle as I inhaled deep to smell her loud perfume and sweat. It was the first time I was sitting on back of bicycle of a woman and felt very awkward. Rather, I must have volunteered to paddle the bicycle like a man must do for a lady. But watching her body closely and smelling her perspiration had its own charm as well and that was too compellingly erotic for me. My hard dick was locked in a difficult and painful position with burning sensation rising all over me. To undo that, I upped my buttocks to relieve the crease of over starched half pant. "Kya hua...don't move, kid.." Anja stopped and turned to inspect my unwanted movement. Oh...so that's it...you all boys are rascals.." Her eyes were fixated at my raised tent, imprisoning my raising hard on. I was further aroused by her lusty sarcasm and mischief but more was about to come. Agar jyada muskil hai to jhadi ke peeche jaa ke muth mar le..." My ears got red hot and didn't know what to say and how to respond. Her advice to go and relieve my sexual tension by jerking off behind the bush hit me very hard, and I knew what was being gossiped about her wild ways was indeed right and true. "No...No it's not like that...Anja Bai..." I lied in very conflicted and confused state of mind, further complicated by my painfully hard erection. Okay....than go and do your susu..." Anja mischievously persisted further confusing and tormenting me. "But...I don't want to pee..." I protested. "Kid, it's very unhealthy to suppress pissing, you just go and do it....now..." Anja gently pushed me off the bicycle. "I am not doing it in open...auntie's home is nearby... can wait.." I got angry and protested as Anja watched me with broad smile and twinkles in her large eyes. "Ha Ha Ha...I know you city kids are so stupidly shy...for us villagers, its normal to piss, whenever and wherever the need arises...just watch me.." She put the bicycle on its side stand and started walking, swinging her melon shaped butt globes, towards the bushes little away from the narrow road. Anja stopped, turned to look back at me and started unbuckling her belt and unbuttoning her pants. I sheepishly looked around to see if someone was watching us. "Come here and take the bicycle along.." I was ordered by Anja, looking around carefully. She walked and got behind a row of dense shrubs and creepers, feeling aroused, expectant and confused, I followed her, desperately looking around to spot anyone who could be out and seeing us. "Don't worry, no idiot is out during this hot afternoon and watching us and even if some idiot is, I don't give a damn...dekhne de sale ko.." She was still holding up her unbuttoned pants with belt end dangling like a big black dick. I could see glimpses of her black panty. Nervously, I put the bicycle on stand and looked around. We were standing in midst of a small grassy patch surrounded and hidden by about six feet high dense shrubs, young trees and wild creepers, shaded by a big Neem tree with wide trunk. It occurred to me that Anja knew this place well and might have been using it, for her escapades. Still it was foolishly daring to do such things. But somehow this sense of many possible dangers was beginning to excite me. "Now come on take your dick out and piss...why you are so stupid and shy..." Anja slap my butt hard and laughed aloud. The sharp sting of slap sent kind of so far unknown erotic charge in my aroused body. On an impulse, I grunted and started to unbutton my half pants. My dick forced itself out still hidden in blue underwear, with a distinctive wet patch where the dickhead smeared with juice, stretched out to make a big bulge. "Hmmmm...you are hard boy and I suspected that only.." Her voice turned lusty as she lowered her pants and pulled down panty. Her muscled buttocks were brownish with pinkish tinge, neatly rising up with glorious globes, parting in two luscious halves. A dense patch of black pubic hairs surrounded dark, thick swollen cunt lips. "Are you taking your dick out or, I have to do that for you.." That was enough challenge for me and I let my half pants drop down and pushed underwear to knees, making my dick spring up with a thick string of juice dropping down from the eye. Ohhh...that's lovely, boy.." Anja cooed in unabashed feminine delight. "Now pull back foreskin and stroke it slowly...hmmm." My dry throat and thumping heart were making me speechless. Suddenly, dormant fears of someone seeing me half naked with Anja behind bushes, forced my hard dick go limp. The string of juice thickened as dick lost hardness, releasing more juice out. "Now, don't you dare make your Lund go soft, silly boy, or I will beat your Gaand blue with my belt.." She hissed in lusty voice and pulled her belt out. The threatening belt was swung and thrown menacingly, missing my butt by an inch. She let it slip out of her hand and hit the wide trunk of tree. The steel buckle made a muted clanking sound and fell down. Though the belt buckle missed my butt, I felt bad and wished that had hit me. My flaccid dick rose fast. Her large lust filled eyes fixated on me, Anja removed her boots, pants and panty, carefully folded them and put on the carrier of bicycle, where shortly, her shirt and bra also landed. Anja slipped in to shoes and looked around. Her boobs were not big but round and firm topped by thick dark nipples jutting out of large aureola. Transfixed and encouraged by her infectiously daring nudity and smoldering sexuality, I started stroking my dick. "Hmmm... don't fear anything boy, you are with Anja... stroke your Lund to full hardness." She walked to the raised mud platform around trunk of the Neem tree and squatted facing me, widening her legs apart. "Oh...I need to piss now...see..." As she sat down and adjusted her balance on uneven muddy space, her thick cunt lips got parted, scooped out, showing her clitoris. A thick jet of pale yellow liquid gushed out, making a small crater in the sand. That was the most exciting but forbidden spectacle for me, seeing a nude lady pee in such an open way. My instant urge to imitate her daring pissing forced a trickle of piss escape my hard dick. I closed my eyes; an unknown pleasure gripped me, as a jet of piss started gushing out in wild spurts. "Hmmm....very nice...you feel good boy..." Deeply aroused voice of lust filled Anja added to my new pleasure. Her hot breaths reached my neck and ears; I could feel her body behind me, hard nipples grazing my back. "Don't open your eyes and stroke your lovely Lund..." Her hands touched my butt, nails lightly scratching, she whispered. "Now bend down...good that you made Padma Didi happy." I stopped stroking and tried to straighten up, wondering how she could knew about me fucking Padma aunty. But that was about to be cleared by deliciously dominating masseur Anja. "Stay in position and stroke...don't you get surprised boy.." Anja held my neck by brutally, nails digging in. "It was me who suggested Padma Didi to fuck you...and today we may be going have a party...something you will remember through your life...so silly boy, keep your eyes close, stroke your Lund, listen and obey me and maintain secrecy. Or you know what will happen...don't you?" I nodded my total and unquestioned acceptance. She hummed and cooed as her fingers played with my balls and ass crack, scratching my ass hole by nails. Her hot breath was getting closer to my neck. I shuddered wildly and a bold of charge passed through when Anja nibbled at my left earlobe. Her tongue traced through neck and reached my shoulder. The spasms of burning sensation passing my body were further jolted by a stinging bite at base of neck, as her teeth kept digging in. I felt my dick hardening like rock, as stronger waves of pleasure seized my hot body. She slowly removed her teeth, as her saliva raced down, her one hand spanking my butt. Clanking sound of her belt buckle was increasing, as she did what was desired. My mind went back to that deliberately missed hit at my butt. A sensation started building in my ass, making my stroking more pleasurable than ever before. Suddenly her fingers stopped playing and I sensed she was walking away, making me desperate for so far inexperienced deeper probing. I have never touched my ass, though I knew it was found to be pleasurable. "Boy, keep yourself still now...I am now hitting you Gaand blue by my belt. "Yes, yes..I want that...beat my Gaand blue..." I heard myself pleading and waited. Staaakk The mild hit of belt leather made me desire harder stroke on my ignited butt. Anjas went on expertly hitting harder and harder. Waves of fiery sensation traveled all over my body, pushing me in a trance. "Open your eyes and come here.." I heard her order coming from far. Anja stood against the tree trunk, legs wide apart, swinging her delicious belt. When I was within reach, she grabbed my hairs and pushed me on my knees. "Hmmm...Lick my Choot deep and good...and listen to me. As I knelt down, the belt swung and come down hard, biting my back and butt. "Come on boy...lick and lap my Choot as you did with Padma Didi.." Her cunt smelled of piss and musty cunt juices. My tongue leaped and grazed her clit. Anja held my head between her muscled thighs. Hmmmm...keep licking boy make me cum hard...than I will stroke and suck you...aahhh...good...finger me deep .....hmmmm....now touch my Gaand baby..." Her thighs relaxed to give access to her asshole. ....to be continued.