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Ah Bombay

By: Cute Breasts



Ah Bombay. Nothing in the world could ever beat this city. It was dirty, smelly, congested and disorganized but it was my Bombay and I loved it. I had gotten out of college early today and was making my way back home. It was quite the task, I must say. It was very risky to be a pedestrian in Bombay, especially in the poorer areas. Weaving in and out of traffic (vehicles that often included donkey carts pulling massive loads and large diesel spewing buses packed with people that were literally hanging out of the windows and doors!), other pedestrians, scooters, bikes and perhaps other things that western pedestrians had not even imagined encountering on the streets, were all part of the life of the streets. It was really an incredible thing to watch. 

I got home approximately an hour after my class had ended. That was pretty good considering my college was well a ways from my home. We lived in a modest house. We weren't rich by any stretch of the imagination but we weren't poor either. We are some of the fortunate ones. In that the area of the city that we live in, it never got crowded or overpopulated with people creating slums. Of course we had poor people in the area but it wasn't a ghetto as some areas in Bombay. Overall it was a life of a modest family. My mom stayed home as a housewife and my dad worked a decent labour job on the very opposite of the city. His schedule was a bit gruelling. He used to leave early in the morning and come home well into the night. This was mainly due to the long commute both to and from work. 

Upon hearing the creak of the door as it opened, I heard my mom yell, "Sunny!" My real name was Sunil but like every other Indian boy, I had been given the nickname Sunny. 

"Sunny! How come it took you so long to get back home?"

"Mom! You know how it's like in this city. You should be glad that I made it home in such short time."

My mom was the type of person that was never satisfied. She was always in a rush, doing this and that around the house and she was always of the thought that everyone should be the same. I am pretty sure she meant to use her time efficiently but I don't really think she realized that at the end of the day, it didn't matter. Whatever she wanted done was going to get done regardless of whether it was going to get done a bit earlier or later. But that was the type of woman she was. Overall she was a sweet woman and I loved her. 

"Wipe that smile off your face," she said while she passed by me with a basket full of dirty clothes, gesturing as if she was going to slap me. That was her way of showing love. "Get ready, you have to go over to your Auntie Geeta's house. She asked you to come and help her out."

Ah yes, Auntie Geeta. We were fortunate enough to have some family living by us in the same neighbourhood. They were all a motorbike ride away. Aunt Geeta was by far my favourite aunt. She was relatively young; about 30 to 35 I would say and had the sweetest personality. She was a very soft person by heart and one was able to notice that in her demeanour. She was also very appealing to the eyes. Her golden brown skin, long luscious black hair, her sweet subtle smile, her height of 5'9, among other things made her sexy in my eyes. Her husband had just recently gotten a job with a huge multinational firm in which he was required to travel a great deal. Auntie Geeta often asked my mom if I was able to come over and assist her with duties around the house, especially after she had a newborn baby 2 months ago. I was always happy to go because after all, what is family for? Her being attractive, in my eyes was just the cherry on top.

I quickly took a shower, ate the lunch my mom had prepared for me and hopped on my bike to her place. Aunt Geeta's house was pretty much the same as ours. It wasn't the greatest house in the world but it wasn't the best either. It was a modest house. I am quite sure that once Uncle was well established in his new company that they would move eventually, but they had no plans as of yet. 

I pulled up to her house and parked my bike near the door. I rang the bell. Actually, I wasn't really a bell. It was more like an annoying buzzer that made your bones cringe upon hearing it. A few seconds later, the door opened and I was greeted by Auntie Geeta who happened to be holding a basket of clothes, just like my mom was when I got home. 

I smiled and said, "you women and laundry. The world could be ending right before your eyes and you would still be worried about the dirty clothes."

Auntie Geeta crossed her eyebrows, pointed her index finger back and forth to me and said "we wouldn't have to worry about the clothes if the men in this world did they're part and didn't make us do all the work!"

"That's why I am here today, to make sure you won't have to worry about clothes when the world ends!"

"Lo, since when did you become such a comedian!"

Aunt Geeta looked especially radiant today. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail while some of her bangs came undone and hugged her forehead. She looked very cute like that. She was wearing a rose-red coloured sari but without the dupatta. 

At this point, I should explain to you what sort of sari this was, because there are a few styles. There are those saris that are pretty much a one piece; a long piece of cloth that covers the entire body. But there are other saris that are two pieces. Auntie was wearing the two-piece. A two-piece sari looks something like this: The top is a half sleeve, typically with a wide and/or low neckline that went down to just about where the breast ended and the stomach started. Basically, the midriff was left bare. The bottom piece consisted with a body-hugging trouser covered by a long piece of cloth or just the cloth itself wrapped around the waist and legs. Some women also wear a two-piece but use a really long piece of cloth to cover their entire body. Auntie Geeta was wearing the two-piece without the cloth on top, just around her legs and waist. It's a south Indian type sari. 

"How are you Sunny?" she asked as she caressed my cheeks with her soft hand.

"I am fine auntie, how are you?"

"Oh my God, you know how hard is been ever since Rohan has left. Its hard to be alone while having to take care of the baby and cook, clean and the rest."

"How long has he gone for and when is he coming back?" I asked. 

"He has been gone for a month now. He is expected to stay another month." She sighed and continued on. "We will see what will happen then. But thank God I have help like you around!" Upon that compliment, out of the blue she reached over and gave me a tight hug. So tight in fact that I could feel her milk filled breasts press liberally against my chest, even feeling her nipples through her bra. Her hair smelled especially nice, giving off the smell of roses in a garden. 

"Come," said Auntie Geeta, "help me knee some of this dough for tonight. You're mom asked me to prepare some for her as well tonight."

Auntie Geeta's house is quite different from that of a regular western style house. The rooms are located on either side of the building, with a huge open area with no roof in the middle. Off to the sides are the washroom, kitchen and a few other smaller rooms for storage. Our house has the same type of layout with the exception of a few differences. Its quite nice because it is usually hot in Bombay so most of the work can be done outside in the open area. 

Auntie Geeta and I chose to sit in the open area out in the sun, since it was a nice sunny day. We sat across from each other on these Indian style stools that were made out of strong, multicoloured wicker that were inches off of the ground. They made work like kneeing dough and scrubbing clothes a lot easier since one didn't have to swat down on the ground. Pouring in the flour and water into our respective containers, we began kneeing the dough. I prepared my dough, which my mom had asked for and she did hers. At first we didn't say much because both of us were focused on mixing the ingredients carefully. With the type of dough we were using and the way we cook the dough, one mistake and it's all ruined. But once we were done that, we began to talk and tell jokes. It was quite distracting though I must say. With the outfit that Aunt Geeta had on, particularly with the low neckline, I could not help but peak at her ample breasts swaying swelling, jiggling and manoeuvring up against each other while she kneed the dough. I could also see parts of her black bra make an appearance outside of her sari. I must admit, I did develop somewhat of an erection but I tried to control it and focus at the task at hand. It was odd at the same time though because I would catch her giving me this smile while she stared deep into my eyes. I think she was aware of the show she was providing for me. It wasn't until then that I realize how beautiful her breasts really were. 

As we carried on with the task, our conversation shifted to her baby. And right on cue, her baby woke up and started to cry. 

"Aye Hai, I knew this was going to happen. He didn't drink enough milk the last time I fed him. You finish your atta, I'll be in the room feeding him. Come in when you are done, ok?" Aunt Geeta quickly washed her hands and ran into the room.

I made the final preparations for my mom's dough, wrapped it so that the moisture would not escape and put it in the fridge. I then made my way to the baby's room. 

It wasn't actually the baby's room. It was the master bedroom where Auntie slept. Because the room wasn't big enough, they had to put the crib in a smaller room that was attached to the master bedroom. Typically that was were all the guests would sit and when they came to visit but since they needed the baby near by the bedroom, they converted one of the other rooms into the guest room and converted the old guest room into a baby nursery. In my opinion, the current set up that they have now is far better than that of the old. 

I walked into the master bedroom to find Auntie Geeta sitting on a chair breast feeding the baby. Her left breast was exposed which the baby was feeding off of. She smiled as I walked in. I was a bit taken aback because I am not used to situations like this but since Auntie didn't express any protest, I assumed it was appropriate to be in the same room as my breast-feeding aunt. As hard as it was, I tried not looking at her while she fed the baby. It was especially hard since the dim light in the room gave expressed a golden brown glow to her beautiful complexion. This combined with the subtle glisten of the sweat on her skin made her something that you could not look away from. To distract my mind away from her obvious beauty, I continued on with the conversation I was about to have earlier about the baby. Soon after we had started talking, she finished feeding the baby and moved the baby away from her breast. It was then that I had a clear view of her breast along with her nipple. Her breast was bigger than what I had thought it was. It was a perfect round shape and her golden brown skin topped off with her pinkish-brown nipples made it quite the sight to view. I almost instantly got an erection from looking at her. No sooner had I caught a peak at her, had she slipped her bra and sari down over her bust. Auntie sat up straight, almost in a fully upright position, lifted the baby up onto her shoulder and began rocking back and forth, patting the baby's back ever so lightly so as to encourage the baby to burp and help him fall asleep. I had never seen Auntie's demeanour so soft in my entire life. And this only encouraged my erection. Within a few minutes the baby let out a loud burp and Auntie giggled like a little girl. It was one of the cutest things I had seen.

"What are you laughing about?!" I asked.

"I find it so cute when he burps like that, I can't help but laugh. I think he's finally asleep now." She smiled at me and said, "Would you mind laying him down in his crib?" I hesitated a bit in an attempt to calm my erection. "Oh come on Sunny, its not like you haven't done this before." After a few seconds when I got control of my penis, I got up and took the baby to the crib. I came back to sit down and Aunt Geeta asked me to do the oddest thing. 

"Sunny, do you mind helping me clean my milk? My breast squirted some on my stomach by accident." Feeling a bit uncomfortable, I went to go reach for a towel.

"No, no. Not with a towel... with your tongue."

I paused a minute and looked at her. She posed the most sinister smile. "What...?" I responded.

"Come lick the milk off my stomach," she said in a soft, yet seductive manner.

"Auntie...are you sure..."

"Shhhh...not a word. Come lick my stomach." She pointed down to the few drops of milk that were on her golden brown tummy, just above her belly button. At this point, I didn't know what to do. I was so confused. Here is my Aunt asking me to lick her own breast milk off her stomach. I had redeveloped my erection, although I was uncertain about the entire situation. Thinking that I should do what my aunt told me to, I slowly bent down in front of her onto my knees, put both my hands on her thighs and licked the milk off her.

She let out a slight gasp of pleasure as her stomach muscles contracted. I could smell an ever so slight scent coming from her, a mixture of a perfume and her own natural scent. 

"How did you like it? Did it taste good?" she asked with the same seductive, sinister smile.

"It tasted sweeter than I had expected." I said nervously. 

"That felt really nice. Lick me again." My dick was getting pretty hard. Although in the back of my mind I knew it was wrong, there was something inside of me that just could not resist. This time, I gripped her sides, just above her love handles and sucked and licked her stomach. Her hands instantly grabbed the back and side of my head. 

"Ohhh..,Sunny..."

As her gasps began to get deeper, the more intensely I began to suck. Her hands began to pull the hair on my head ever so slightly, giving me a more pleasurable experience. Soon after, her hands began to push my head down slowly towards her pussy. I didn't go down there right away, rather I licked the bottom half of her stomach and slowly made my way down, still leaving her sari on. As I began licking and sucking her pussy through her sari, I noticed a distinct scent come out of her. I was old enough to know that it was the smell of her sex. I continued rubbing her sides and teasing the bottom half of her sari with my fingers, running them in and around her waist area. Her breasts heaved up and down as she gasped in and out, letting out a slight moan of pleasure every now and then. It was soon apparent that she wanted direct contact between her pussy and my tongue. 

Aunt Geeta took her hands off my head and slipped off her sari exposing her pussy. I had never seen anything like it. It was completely shaved and perfectly shaped. She looked at me and smiled.

"Do you like what you see? Taste it like you tasted my milk."

Upon Geeta sitting back down in her chair, I spread her legs open and began to lick her fruit. I could not help but become intoxicated with her smell. It was unlike anything I had ever smelt in my entire life. My heart began beating so fast that it felt like it was going to come out of my chest. I didn't know exactly what I was doing but from what I had learned in biology class, I knew where to direct my tongue. And judging from her moans, I think I was doing an adequate job. 

At this point, my cock had become so hard and so big that it was beginning to hurt inside my tight fitting pants. 

"Wait, wait. Let me take these off, its beginning to cause pain," I told her.

Catching her breath, she remarked, "Have I had such an effect on you?" 

I gave her a lustful smile and dug into her pussy. This time my tongue worked her feverishly. So much so that her legs began to squeeze around my head in an attempt to control the pleasure. With each gasp of breath, I could feel her ample breasts bounce under her sari top, just over my head. I was so turned on that my penis began to drip pre cum. I could feel the coolness of the pre-cum on the head of my penis as well as the sides of my legs when it slapped my thighs. Her body quickly began to sweat. This was not only due to the activity we were currently engaged in but also because of the hot Bombay sun. Her perspiration was to the extent that when I looked up at her while sucking her off, I could see the swells of her breasts glisten and see beads of sweat begin to develop and drip onto her sari top. 

Not long after, I pushed away from her pussy, stood up and looked at my aunt. Her whole body was glistening with sweat. Her hair was clearly wet from the perspiration. The contrast between her glistening golden brown sweaty body and her red sari top was fantastic. My dick moved up and down just looking at her wet breasts sticking straight out and her back straight up against the back of the chair. 

"Kiss me," Said Geeta as she directed me towards her.

I took off my shirt and straddled up onto her legs, facing her. I moved the wet hair away from her eyes and planted the most impassioned kiss I had ever given anyone. Her tongue quickly entered my mouth and began exploring. A wave of lust came over both of us as we moaned during the kiss. I than broke the kiss off and moved down towards her breasts. I first kissed her neck and slowly made my way down to her chest. I looked down to her beasts to see her tits were swollen due to how close my body was to hers. My body had been pressing up against her breasts causing them to life up and swell over the neckline of her top. I dug my head right into her swelled breasts, massaging and squeezing them with my hands. Her head jerked back as she moaned and gasped for breath. She exacerbated the size of her breasts by squeezing them with her arms. Her stomach teased my throbbing penis. Every time my dick would touch her hot perspiring tummy, it would jerk up, causing me to feel pleasure I had never felt before. 

Having my body so close to hers, it didn't take long for me to start sweating. I was impatient to see her tits. I quickly undid the front of her Sari top revealing her black bra. Geeta leaned forward, reached back and undid the bra and sipped it off. Her milk filled tits were in perfect view. Her nipples were erect. The amazing thing was that her breasts did not sag. Rather, they were almost perky. I am sure that had she not been nursing, they would be perfectly in place on her body. I began licking and sucking her breasts while she stocked my hard dick back and forth slowly. I noticed that her nipples were very sensitive. Every time I licked them, she would moan. Milk would squirt out of either nipple every now and then but I did not care and neither did she. In fact, every time milk squirted into my chest, she would lick it off. Her breast barely fit into the palm of my hands. We began to kiss each other feverishly. It was as if a wave of lustful passion had enveloped the both of us. 

Slowly, my right hand began to make its way down to her pussy while the left hand continued to work her tit. Her pelvis began moving back and forth as my hand worked her wet pussy as my thighs moved frictionless over hers, due to the sweat we were both releasing. Geeta's gasps of pleasure increasingly started to become moans as I kissed her. Her breathing increased in frequency as had mine. After sometime of rubbing her pussy, I finally inserted my two fingers into her. She let out a loud moan. My left hand moved from her breast to the back of her head, pulling her ever so slightly and then back again. Her right hand began stroking my cock faster and faster while her left hand found its way to my naked ass, digging her fingernails into my flesh as the pleasure increased. As my breathing got faster and faster her moans started to get louder and more frequent. I had never heard a girl sound so beautiful until that point. 


Ah Bombay Ch. 02



It was another hot day in Bombay. The past few days had been a bit cooler than the previous nevertheless, it was still hot. Geeta had just finished doing the laundry but the dirty clothes were already starting to pile up. The baby had to be changed because his diaper had leaked. And Geeta had changed into another sari because of the heat. She now changed into a hot pink sari top. It was actually one of her favourite ones to wear at home. It seemed as though there wasn't much work to be done for the day since she had done her shopping the day before and the cooking for the evening meal didn't require much preparation. All in all, it was seeming to be an easy going day. 

Since the baby was sleeping, Geeta decided to watch TV just before the baby woke up to be fed. Just as she sat down and watch her favourite Indian soup opera, the doorbell rang. 

"I hope its not the milk man again. He never gets his schedule right," she said with annoyance. Geeta ran to the door and opened it. It was Priya. 

Priya is a girl that lives down the road from Geeta. Geeta used to tutor Priya in the evenings during her days in middle school. Ever since then, Priya and Geeta had become friends. Priya came to Geeta's house at least once a week. She turned out to be a lovely looking 19 year old girl. 

"Hello Aunie!" said a cheerful Priya. 

"Are you crazy or something? You delivered the milk yesterday!" joked Geeta.

Priya laughed and said, "Quit it auntie! How come whenever I come over, you always think it's the milkman!"

"It will remind you to study hard so you don't end up being the wife of a milkman!"

"You'll never change will you Auntie," said Priya smiling. 

Geeta smiled back. "Come on in."

Priya lived in a house just down the road from Geeta. She was the daughter of a very famous shopkeeper in the area. Geeta had come to know her when she was only in middleschool. She had tutored Priya up until her first year in College where she took up another tutor that had more experience in what she was studying. But they maintained their relationship after that. Priya also grew up to be a very pretty girl. She was tall, about 5'7, big black eyes and long curly hair. She had light brown skin. Her voice was almost like that of a child, high pitched and very innocent sounding. Her breasts developed into a perky pair that were the centre of attention on her body. Today she was wearing a simple ensemble consisting of a white body hugging t shirt that accent the curves around her hips well, and some simple grey trousers. 

"Where is my little baby!" said an excited Priya. She hadn't seen the little one in quite a while. "He's a sleep right now but I am sure he will be awake anytime. I'll feed him then."

The two girls chitchatted for well over a half hour before the baby began to cry in the other room. Priya excitedly hurried to the room upon hearing his cries while Geeta followed behind, smiling at her innocent laughter. After oogling the baby with love, Priya handed the child over to her mother who sat down in her usual chair where she fed the baby. As Geeta was preparing to feed the baby, Priya bent over to once again shower the baby with the usual cheek pinking. Geeta could not help but peek at Priya's breasts. Because of the hot weather, her shirt was sticking to her body, giving Geeta a fairly nice few of Priya's bra which was visible enough to make out the rough pattern of her bra. After Priya was done, Geeta lifted her sari top and bra exposing her buxom womanhood to both the baby and her. Priya did not move away from Geeta until a minute or so after the baby had begun to feed. She then sat down in front of Geeta and continued to make chitchat. 

After burping the baby and putting him back in his crib, the two women moved back to the master bedroom where they previously were. 

As the two women sat on the bed, Priya hesitantly asked, "Geeta, I have an odd question, but I hope you don't mind me asking it."

"Go ahead Priya ask me whatever you want," replied Geeta, rubbing Priya's shoulder in reassurance.

Priya nervously went on with her question. "Well, you see, I have always wondered what breast milk tastes like. I know it's a weird kind of question but its something that I have wondered." Geeta laughed for a few seconds. Priya went on.

"I have heard it tastes kind of sweet but I am not postive."

Geeta stopped laughing and smiled at her. Then she slowly inched closer to Priya, not breaking eye contact.

"Would you like to taste some?" asked Geeta.

"If you have some in the fridge or something, yes I...I wouldn't mind," replied the naïve girl. 

"I have some fresh milk for you right here," said Geeta sofly, and began to unbutton her sari top slowly. Priya looked in shock as continued to unclasp her bra.

"Come, taste my milk," she said as she stuck out her chest in encouragement. Priya, still shocked at Geeta's proposition, looked at her with her big dark eyes and slowly obliged. Priya bent down to Geeta's breast and licked her areola first and nipple to make it moist. She then put her voluptuous lips around Geeta's nipple and began to suck her milk. Geeta gasped quietly and shot her head back as a wave of sexual pleasure came over her. Her nipples immediately became erect. Priya's mouth on Geeta forced her breast to swell as her mouth pressed up against it. After indulging a few seconds on her breast, Priya stopped.

"Mmm..." she said as she moved back, wiping some milk from her lips with the tip of her finger. "It does taste sweet." Geeta laughed as she moved her hair back behind her ear with her finger.

"Have some more." Geeta held her breast in her hand as Priya bent down for another taste. She teased Geeta's nipple with her tongue once again and began to suck more milk out of her. Geeta felt a second wave of lust rush through her body. Her face looked down at Priya's lips sucking at her buxom milk filled breasts and instinctively her hand moved to the back of Priya's head, stroking her long dark hair. Slowly, Priya moved away and sat back up.

"Your milk is very sweet," said Priya as she smiled. "Do you always get excited like that when you are feeding?" She was referring to Geeta's erect nipples.

"I try not to think like that. I only got that way because your hair was tickling my breasts. You also licked me before sucking, that got me a bit excited," responded Geeta in a mischievously shy manner. They both giggled.

Priya moved back a bit and said nothing. She then shifted in her spot and brought her arms together in a rather naughty way causing her breasts to squeeze together through her shirt. "I wonder how it would feel like if I was to be sucked."

"Well...I am pretty sure milk won't come out of you but we can find out." Both girls had gleams in their eyes as they looked at each other's dark eyes. Geeta, with her breasts still exposed, reached over and helped slip off Priya's top and threw it on the bed. Priya reached back and undid her bra, causing her perky breasts to fall into place. Geeta in the mean time slipped her bra and sari top off completely and threw it near Priya's shirt. She noticed that Priya's areolas were rather large, which was a pleasant surprise. She then moved her hair back behind her ears and went down and began sucking Priya's supple breast. Priya's mouth dropped open as she felt for the first time, the pleasure of her nipples being sucked. Geeta teased her areolas and nipples by licking and sucking and then repeating. Priya looked down, watching her old tutor's breasts sway back and forth ever so slightly as she enveloped a good part of her own breast into her mouth.

"How did you like that?" asked Geeta as she moved back. "Did it feel good?"

"I've never felt like anything like that before."

"I must admit it is a pretty good feeling."

Both girls sat topless for a few seconds, each admiring the other's breasts.

"Can I taste you again?" asked Priya.

"Certainly," responded Geeta with a smile.

This time, Priya positioned herself more comfortably and moved down and once again began at Geeta's tit. Her free hand reached over and started caressing Geeta's sides, paying particular attention to her love handles. Geeta let out a soft moan as she caressed Priya's back with one hand and her own free breast with the other. This time, Priya sucked in less milk and focused more on licking and attempting to put as much of Geeta's breast in her mouth as possible. Geeta's excitement heightened as Priya's hair tickled and teased her stomach. Slowly she started to move her hand from her breast down to her pussy, slowly rubbing it through her sari. Just before Priya's sucking started to intensify, she moved her head away from Geeta's breast.

"I love the way you taste," she said as she came away.

With an intense look in her eyes, Geeta then reached over and kissed Priya on he lips; softly but with passion. At first Priya's lips didn't move but as Geeta worked her lips, Priya began to relax slowly and give in. Geeta then, ever so slowly broke off the kiss. 

"Do you know what else feels good?" asked Geeta.

"What?"

She directed Priya to the top of the bed and signalled for her to lay, putting the pillow up against the headboard so that her head would be up. Priya moved, her tits swaying as she did. Once Priya was set, Geeta moved in front of her, sitting between her legs and unbuttoned the front of her pants. 

"What are you doing?" Geeta raised her left eyebrow as she smiled seductively but didn't respond to the question. After undoing her button and slowly unzipping her zipper, Geeta reached over to Priya's waist, grabbing hold of her pants and slipped them off. She discovered Priya wearing a while lace panty that appeared to have a wet spot in the centre. Noticing the spot, Geeta gently touched the area with her fingers to confirm. She then slipped her panties off and threw them to the side. Geeta then spread Priya's legs began to lick her pussy. Priya let out a loud high pitched yelp as Geeta's tongue sparked a wave of lust to enter her body. Geeta licked her pussy slowly so as to not over stimulate her right away. After a few seconds, when she felt that Priya had gotten used to her tongue on her fruit, she began to lick more frequently. Priya's hands instinctively went to her breasts where she began caressing and eventually massaging them. As Geeta's licking began to gain intensity, Priya's body started to become restless and squirm. With the intense pleasure she was experiencing, her hands began to move from her breasts, to the back of Geeta's head or to her slender thighs that she would squeeze. Priya's initial short, high pitched yelps became longer as Geeta began sucking on her pussy, paying close attention to her clit especially. To gain some sort of control of Priya's constantly moving body, Geeta grabbed a hold of both her thighs, forcing Priya's hands to move back to stimulating her breasts. She squeezed her erect nipples to increase the already overwhelming pleasure racing through her supple body. Geeta in the mean time focused on Priya's clit, munching and nibbling at it like no end. She would tease the throbbing piece of flesh every now and then by licking the entire vagina slowly before diving back onto the clit. This drove Priya wild, forcing her to develop an intense expression on her face, complimenting it with a groan that filled the room. With every slow lick that Geeta provided, a jolt of sexual rush would drive through Priya's body causing her entire body to spasm. Priya hadn't felt as sexy as she was feeling right now. She crossed her left arm around her bust and gathered her tits together and squeezed them as hard as she possibley could. She squeezed each nipple with her other free hand. 

Priya had her eyes closed for most of the time. The last time she had her eyes open, Geeta was lying on the bed on her stomach with her legs and pelvis spread liberally over the mattress, her chunky buttocks clearly the centre of attention. This time when she opened her eyes, she discovered that Geeta's entire pelvis was in the air. Her legs were spread far apart with her heavy ample tits hanging down over the bed swaying back and forth with every movement, sometimes even slapping up against each other depending on how hard she was moving. Her nipples teased the bed sheets as they caressed the white fabric every now and then. 

It was not long after that Priya came to a raging orgasm. Her yelps turned to suppressed screams as her body gyrated as wave after wave of orgasm hit her. Her mouth dropped but barely any sound came out of it in the initial onset of her orgasm. Geeta struggled to keep Priya's pussy in her mouth by spreading her own legs back down over the mattress while she cummed, filling her mouth with oozing hot sex. She kept cumming and cumming all over Geeta's face. Priya held her breasts in each hand as a means of support while her body jarred every which way. She squeezed them as hard as she could bare and lifted them as high as they could possibly go. Almost a minute had past before Priya's orgasm showed any signs of calming. Geeta spread some of Priya's cum over her thighs with her tongue allowing a good part of her pelvis to give off an alternative glisten to the glistening shade that her sweat had provided. She finally moved away from Priya's pussy but not before she spanked the wet cunt with her hand in a final act of tease. Geeta then moved up beside a panting Priya, cupped her sweating face with her hand and kissed and indulged in a passion rich kiss. 

"How did that feel? Asked Geeta smiling as she circled Priya's nipple with her finger. 

"Oh my God Geeta...that was amazing," she said, still trying to catch her breath. "I've never felt anything like that before." Geeta sat upright on the bed bedside her, holding her in her arms, kissing her softly on her lips while her free hand caressed and teased Priya's breasts. Both girls shortly broke off the kiss and just sat there staring into each other's eyes. Eventually, Priya began to explore Geeta's body, particularly Geeta's meaty breasts. 

"You like those, don't you," said Geeta as Priya licked one of her nipples. Geeta then shifted. 

"Here, let me show you something." Geeta positioned herself so that Priya was in a semi lying down position and Geeta was on top of her. Geeta moved herself so that her pelvis would be on top of Priya's, essentially so that both their pussies could rub up against each other. Geeta smiled her seductive smile at Priya. She quickly moved forward, grabbed Priya's body and ravished her with a make-out session. She kept Priya close to her body by wrapping her arms around her, vigorously rubbing her hands up and down her back and sides. Both girls's breasts squeezed up against each other, their erect nipples pressing into their breast tissue. Their make-out session on the bed quickly began to get more intense. Both women's pussies started to become moist and moved ever so closer to the other's. Geeta struggled to let out a moan despite Priya's best efforts to keep her lips locked overtop of hers. Both women's bodies began to sweat. Finally, Geeta moved Priya's pelvis up close to hers. Both women's wet pussies were now in contact with each other. Geeta began moving her pelvis overtop of Priya's in a rhythmic fashion. Priya followed suit. The make-out session soon became a game of who could make contact with who's lips first as both women became intoxicated with the lust that enveloped their bodies. Faster and faster their pussies grinded up against each other and fast and faster the both women began to breath and moan. The loose joints of the bed made eerie squeaking noises, which were quickly drowned out with the sound of each girl's flesh slapping up against each other as both women began to intensify their rhythm. Their bodies were sweating intensely now. So much so that both women's bodies slid against each other frictionless. Beads of sweat ran down both o them, getting caught in the separation of their breasts. Both women's breasts squeezed and slapped up against each other, jiggling and swelling with each rhythm. The girls were lost in sexual ecstasy.

Priya's moans turned into loud yelps as Geeta's high-pitched moans disguised the squeaking of he bed. At this point, both women's bodies where as close to each other as possible in the position they where in. Each could feel the hot breath of the other cool their sweat dripping face. They're tits were entangled with each other, wresting for space. At the climax of their rhythmic pussy grinding, Geeta came. Her teeth grinded against each other and then let out a loud yelp. As each wave of orgasm jolted her body, her yelps became louder and louder. She shock uncontrollably as her body moved violently up against Priya's. Geeta's milk filled tits squeezed together unintentionally as she moved her arm forward to feel her pussy. It had never gotten this wet in years. Geeta's orgasm only encouraged Priya to grind harder and more vigorously against Geeta's. As she felt her body come closer to orgam, Priya moved Geeta's still orgasming body close to hers. Finally, Pirya came. And boy did she come hard. She screamed out loud as her climax hit her like a bolt of lightening. Her sweaty body shook violently against Geeta. She struggled for air as she tried taking back control of her body. Geeta in the mean time was just getting over her orgasm but as she realized Priya was orgasming, wrapped her arms around the hot and sweaty body in an attempt to control her. Geeta could tell Priya was coming hard. She could feel Priya's tits jiggling even though they were tightly pressed against her own. She could feel Priya's heartbeat thumping wildly. And mostly she could tell by her sounds that it was in fact one violent orgasm. And Priya's intense expression could hardly hide that.

As Priya's hard orgasm began to subside, both girls collapsed on the bed, holding each other in their arms, Priya on top of Geeta. Priya's hair, wet from sweat, clung onto Geeta's flesh. Both women struggled to catch their breath while their eyes closed. Their bodies glistened and shined in the evening sun. Geeta began to make out with Priya once again, her hands moving freely over Priya's perspiring body. Priya soon after broke off the kiss and attacked Geeta's tits one last time, licking her nipples and flesh. She soon rolled off of Geeta's body and laid there, her breasts heaving up and down with every breath. Geeta rolled onto her side, facing her. Her luscious tits swelled up in size. She moved her leg on top of Priyas and moved close to her body. Geeta's finger toyed with her lips as her eyes studied every inch of Priya's body. 

"Did you like that dear?" asked Geeta as she spread cum over Priya's pussy. 

"Oh my God Geeta...what did you do to me?" She responded by laughing. The two women lay there for quite some time before Priya got up off the bed. She kissed Geeta one last time. 

"I want to stay with you so bad but I have to go. My mom must be waiting for me, I have to cook dinner too you know," said Priya as she moved the wet hair way from Geeta's eyes. Priya didn't want to leave. Her face was clearly displaying the heartbreak of the moment. She wanted to stay and experience more. But Indian life was to prevail.

"I understand," said a smiling Geeta as she rubbed her pussy slowly, watching Priya put on her bra, watching her breasts move up and swell. After getting fully dressed, Priya moved over to Geeta's hear and whispered this:

"You have changed me today...and I won't forget it." Priya kissed Geeta on the cheek and left for home. 



Ah Bombay Ch. 03



It was another hot and blustering Bombay afternoon. Geeta had just finished putting the baby to sleep. She didn't have any responsibilities until later on in the evening where she had to cook a small meal for herself. All the food was already prepped so she was ready to get going when the time came. The events of the past few days involving Sunny and Priya were on Geeta's mind all day. It was a welcoming surprise in Geeta's mind since she had not had sex since her Husband had left for work. She really needed it. Geeta had always been a sexual person by nature. In her earlier years, she would purposely dress provocatively to attract the attention of the neighbourhood. She was hoping that either of the two would show up but they hadn't. But Geeta wasn't disheartened. She was always understanding of people's situation. That's what people loved about her so much. She was a kind hearted soul that was always understanding of the human situation. And people loved her for it. 

This day, Geeta was wearing a green sari top with the usual low cut neckline. Aside from feeling sexy, Geeta preferred the low cut neck because more of her skin was exposed so she could cool down more when she sweat. This particular sari top she was wearing was special. It had sequence and embroidery work done around the neckline. It was a top of a long time friend of hers named Soni that had given it to her during their college days. It had grown a bit small since Geeta had grown in height. The top finished to just underneath her bust. But otherwise it fit perfectly. Also, she wore a typical baby blue sari bottom. 

After dying her hands from washing the dishes, Geeta moved to the sitting room. She came in and stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. Every time she came into the room, her eyes would automatically look at the empty corner in the room. Every other corner of the room was occupied except for that one. She had left it empty long ago because she didn't have anything to put there. Over the years, the corner remained empty. Geeta walked over to the empty corner, her breasts bouncing ever so slightly with each step. When she got there, she turned around and stood in the empty corner overlooking the rest of the room with her hands on her hips, Geeta began giving some thought as to what she could put there, as she hadn't given it thought in quite some time. As she overlooked the room, she spotted the chair where her and Sunny's sexual encounter began. She had moved it there so she could watch TV while breast-feeding the little one. A naughty smile came to Geeta's face. She crossed her arms causing her breasts to swell and bit her lip as memories of that day came to her. Slowly, her right hand began to travel down her body, over her curves and down over her stomach to her vagina. She caressed it through the silk of her outfit. She slowly took a few steps back and leaned back up against the corner wall and squatted down onto the floor. 

Memories filled Geeta's mind; memories of her pussy being sucked intensely by Sunny, having her milk filled breasts massaged, his hot sweaty body rubbing up against hers. Geeta closed her eyes and caressed her arms and sides with her hands. It was not long after that, that Geeta's naughty memories began getting her horny. She spread her legs apart and slowly began rubbing her pussy through her sari. Since she was wearing no panties (she rarely ever did) the softness of the silk against her fruit gave her a pleasant sensation. Soon, her hands were exploring her entire body. Her nipples became erect as she cupped her hands over her bust, slowly massaging them. She teased her nipples through her sari top, using her fingers to play with them. Her hand then travelled down to her pussy where she teased it with the silk. 

Feeling that her sari bottom was getting in the way, she slowly slipped it off and threw it to the side. She squatted back down and spread her legs. Her right hand continued working her clit as her left hand massaged her thighs. She loved teasing her pussy. It gave her an excitement that she rarely ever felt. Her pussy lips began to swell as the pleasure encapsulated her. Her thoughts rushed back to Priya's encounter of when they had intense lesbian sex. Geeta pictured Priya's breast rub up against hers, burring her nipples into Geeta's flesh. The thought of Priya's sweaty tits molesting Geeta's breasts drove her wild, instinctively forcing Geeta to move one hand back to her tit where she squeezed her right breast against the left.

It wasn't long after that Geeta had started to breathe loud and heavy. There was a constant but not yet strong wave of pleasure travelling inside her body. But it was too much for her. Geeta couldn't tease her pussy any longer. She slowly inserted her middle finger into her fruit. Her head went back and she let out a small moan. Geeta tried to look back down at her pussy but her view was blocked by her breasts which were swelled massively, confined by her sari top. Geeta could feel the heat building up inside her bra and around where the straps where covering her body. She developed perspiration around where her bra was. Not being able to cope with the heat, she reached back and unzipped her Sari top. She then unhooked her bra from behind and threw it onto the bed not far from her. A cool breeze hit her sweating tits and forced her nipples to become more erect. Geeta felt much better with the slight breeze hitting her naked sweaty body. She looked down at her glistening pussy. She smiled ever so slightly. She dabbed her finger against her pussy causing some of her juice to stick. She brought her wet finger over to her breast and slowly spread her juice over her nipple. Another wave of pleasure hit and she tilted her head back and moaned. Adjusting her squatting position, she got comfortable again and got a more stable position against the wall. 

Geeta began flirting with her breasts again. She took both her hands and lifted her breasts up and squeezed them together, admiring the beautiful shape they had formed. She squeezed her nipples ever so slightly causing a bit of milk to squirt out. Geeta loved the feeling of milk coming out of her while she was sexually aroused. She continued teasing her nipples with her fingers, making circles around them as her other hand squeeze and manipulated her bust. Playing with her milk filled tits only heightened her state of sexual arousal. She could feel her pussy throbbing underneath her, begging for attention. When Geeta could not continue resisting her yearning pussy, she moved her hand back down and began rubbing her clit. Another intense wave of pleasure overwhelmed her body. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back and brought it down again, opening her eyes and taking a peak through her slightly separated cleavage. 

The more Geeta teased her pussy and the more she thought about Sunny and Priya, the more her body began to sweat. Her breath had become hot and her moans where quickly turning to short but high pitched yelps. Geeta couldn't help but picture Priya's long sensual legs wrapped around her body as they made out passionately together. The thought of her young supple body made Geeta shiver with sexual electricity. Parts of Geeta's hair began to come undone and came across onto her forhead and eyes. Some strands of hair stuck to her forehead from the sweat. It wasn't long before beads of sweat began to develop under her brow. The more vigorously she rubbed her pussy, the more intensely she began to breath and the more intense her moaning and yelping began to get. 

In an act of self teasing, Geeta abruptly stopped her rigorous pussy massage. She grinded her teeth in pure sexual frustration, opened her eyes and looked down at her pussy. It was as wet as it could get. She spanked her pussy, sending another strong pulse of sexual energy through her horny body. She moved her attention back to her breasts. Adjusting her balance against the wall, she got comfortable once again and closed her eyes and leaned her head back. After moving some of her sweat-drenched hair from her eyes, she put both her hands on her tits and began massaging them once again. Kneeing and rubbing them against each other, thoughts of Priya's breasts once more filled her mind. She teased her nipples with her index and forefingers, squeezing them ever so slightly. To cope with the sexual energy in Geeta's body, she open and closed her legs as she played with her breasts, as a futile attempt to gain control of her horniness. Opening and closing her legs only spread her pussy juice around her inner thighs all the while squeezing more juice out of her. The cool air only heightened her sexual arousal. 

Geeta couldn't take it anymore. She finally let go of her tits and reached down and teased her clit. Then with a loud yelp, she inserted her middle finger into her wet pussy. She kept it in there for a few seconds while she got used to the feel of it. She also had to catch her breath as the shear pleasure of her finger inside of her left her slightly winded. After a few seconds of recovery, she began to move her finger in and out. With slow moans emanating out of her, her perspiration began to increase. It wasn't long before the beads of sweat were starting to fall onto her flesh and on to the ground, one by one. As Geeta finger banged herself, her thumb worked to pleasure her clit. Her other hand worked between her breasts and her thighs. One thing Geeta loved was slapping her thighs with her free hand. And that's exactly what she did. After teasing her breasts, she moved her hand down to her side and under her leg and gave her thigh a nice spank and a squeeze. This always intensified her arousal and made her feel all the more sexy. While her hand was down in that area, her finger wiped some pussy juice off the inner most part of her thigh and brought it to her mouth where she tasted herself. "Mmmmmmm..." she moaned as the flavours of her pussy invaded her mouth. 

As her sexual frustration began to grow, so did the vigorous actions of her finger. Harder and harder she banged herself. And harder and harder she began to breath. At first Geeta tried to contain her moans but the pleasure was too much. Soon she was moaning and yelping loud. Her massive milk filled tits giggled violently with every motion. With her one hand busy working her pussy, Geeta's other free hand was now freely exploring her entire body, moving from her thighs, to her breasts, up to her lips and everywhere else in between. The room was now filled with loud pleasurable moans and gasps of air. Her bangs fell back down over her eyes. Her entire body was now sweating profusely; beads even dripping onto the floor at times. Her body moved and shifted restlessly as the intensity of her pleasure increased. Her entire hand was wet with pussy juice. Geeta could feel her orgasm emerging. 

Geeta banged herself harder now, more vigorous than before; so much so that she could feel the lactic acid build up in the muscles of her arm. Her teeth were grinding against each other as she shifted between moans and grunts. Her tits shook violently. Geeta knew that she was going to come any second now. She took her free hand and squeezed both of her breasts together and pinched her nipple. And that did it. Geeta came to a violent orgasm. Every inch of her body erupted. She let out a loud grunt as the first few waves of orgasm overtook her body. She tightly gripped her right breast which barely fit into her hand. Wave after wave of orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt. Her orgasm was so intense that she lost her balance as her foot slipped, illustrating how hard she was coming. But she managed to regain some of her balance and leaned back against the wall. Her hand was now completely drenched with her sex. Moans, yelps and grunts could be heard from every corner of the house. Geeta's heart beat raced as it tried to aid her body with her climax. As her orgasm began to subside slowly, she used her free arm to squeeze her tits together, causing them to swell into a massive size. She then massaged her breasts, squeezing them with her hand hard. Geeta took her finger out of her pussy and rubbed her entire upper body with her cum. The floor just underneath her pussy was puddling with fluid. She slapped her wet pussy at least four times which sent electric shocks of pleasure through her pussy, causing her to yelp once more. As the final wave of orgasm came, she got on her knees and knelt down with her hands rubbing her inner thigh, bringing her hands back up her body, squeezing her tits together as tightly as she could sending another wave of pleasure through her body, letting out a loud moan which then completed her orgasm. 

Geeta grabbed a nearby pillow that was lying on the floor and held it between her legs, squeezing her legs around it while she sat back against the wall. After she caught her breath and recovered from the thunderous orgasm she had just experienced, she got up and put her sari bottom on as well as her top, without her bra. She felt good. Geeta hadn't masturbated like that in such a long while. She walked over to the pile of laundry that was lying on a side bed in the open area, her milk filled tits bouncing with every step. Her nipples stuck out of her sari top as the cool wind hit her sweaty body. She found a towel from the pile and walked back to the room where she had just finished pleasuring herself. She got on her knees and cleaned her cum that was on the floor. Her tits swayed and jiggled with every move. After cleaning, she put the towel in the dirty pile of clothes and sat down on a nearby stool. She sat with her legs spread and her arms in front of her causing her breasts to swell. She wasn't totally satisfied...she was still horny. She needed more...



Ah Bombay Ch. 04



I had just come home from school when my mom shoved some containers with food in them into my hand.

"Here Sunny, go give this to your aunt. And stay around and help her do some work while you are at it."

I reluctantly agreed. I was reluctant not because I didn't want to go to Aunt Geeta's house. I actually wanted to really bad, especially after the escapades that her and I engaged in a few days before. No. It was only because I had a lot of schoolwork piling up on me and my final examinations were slowly but surely creeping up. 

"Here, take this key with you. Give it back to her. It's her house key," my mom explained. "She gave it to me yesterday so I could pick up the clothes she had sewn for me." I promptly took the key and containers of food and hopped on my bike and made my way to her place. I almost dropped the food a few times on my way. There is an area of the neighbourhood where they have been fixing the road. The reality is, is that they were going to fix the road but due to the corruption, someone, possibly the alderman or someone else high up in the city ranks took the money for themselves and left us, the people, living in the neighbourhood with a whole road full of bumps and potholes. 

I finally reached Aunt Geeta's house. I set my bike down on the grass and was about to ring the doorbell. Then I was reminded of the key that my mom handed to me just before I left. I figured I would use the key and let myself in and surprise her. And that's exactly what I did. I took the key out of my pocket and quietly opened the door. I slowly swung it open so as to minimize the sound the rusty hinges of the metal doors. I quietly locked the door behind me and crept down the long and dark hallway until I turned the corner to the open area.

"Auuuunnnttiiieee..." I said in a little mischievous voice. There was no answer. I figured she might be in the bedroom nursing the baby. I was about to turn into the room when I noticed the washroom door wide open. I slowly crept up to it and noticed steam coming out the door. The shower was turned on full blast. I slowly approached the door and took a small peak behind the door. I was shocked at the discovery. There was my aunt sitting on the toilet with her legs spread and her panties half way down. She had a yellow sari top on but it was half way over her shoulders so the swells of her breasts were visible. She was playing with her pussy. I quickly looked away not believing my eyes. I took a few steps back and took another peak through the crack of the hinges of the door where I could get a better view and not get caught. I looked again. After waiting for the steam to clear, I saw her again, sitting on the toilet rubbing her pussy. She was sitting up with her back fully straight. Her head was tilted back slightly and her eyes were closed. I quickly developed an erection. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I also couldn't believe how beautiful she was looking. Her hair was damp, some coming over her eyes. I could see beads of water running down her face and body. The swells of her breasts, her long luscious legs and every other inch of steam-exposed flesh glistened in the sunlight. The rising steam of the shower made her look like a Goddess. 

My cock was hard right now. I began to rub it through my pants. I had never seen my aunt, or any girl for that matter the way I was seeing Geeta right now. I could feel a constant rush of excitement inside my stomach. I looked on. Geeta's one hand was rubbing her pussy slowly while the other hand was in front of her on the toilet seat keeping her stable. She was breathing hard and I could hear a moan or two every now and then over the noise of the shower. A thick cloud of steam caught the convection current and I lost sight of her for a couple of seconds. When she finally came into view again she was now sitting hunched back on the toilet tank. Her massive breasts heaved up and down as she slapped her pussy with her hand. Geeta's other hand was kneeing and massaging her breasts through her yellow top. Judging by how damp her top was from the occasional splashes from the water and the hot steam that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her nipples were ever so visible from where I was standing. As I was admiring her tits, she slipped her top down more and took each breast out of her confining sari and let them out into the open. She lifted one breast up to her mouth and licked her nipple. My eyes were glued to her the entire time. My dick was getting so hard that it was almost painful. She squeezed her massive bust together as she her head back with her eyes closed as a wave of pleasure overcame her. She let out a loud moan. She continued to play with her tits, swelling them, squeezing, massaging, kneeing them. Pretty much whatever she could do with them, she was doing. 

It was not long after that Geeta's finger was inside her pussy. At first she was going at it slowly, savouring the erotic feeling inside her. It wasn't long after that she began to bang herself hard. She could barely stay on the toilet, she was going so hard. Her tits were bouncing about in every which direction. My dick couldn't take it. The pants I was wearing were a tight and with the erection I had, it hurt a lot. I knew I had to do something. I quickly devised a plan in my head.

I took a few steps back, up until the corner turn towards the door. I let my erection subside until it was barely noticeable (which was pretty hard since I could still hear Geeta moan). Carrying the containers in my hand, I began walking towards the washroom casually, house key clearly visible in my hand. I approached the open door. Just before I crossed it, I yelled, "AUNTIEE?" and turned my head to the washroom. Aunt Geeta saw me and jumped in surprise.

"Oh My God, Sunny, what are you doing here?!" she said as she quickly put her sari top back on and a towel around her waist. 

"My mom sent me..." I said in a hush voice. "I was going to surprise you." I held up the key to show her.

Geeta's eyes looked down to my redeveloping boner. "You were there for a while weren't you, watching me?"

I didn't know what to say. I stood there frozen. Geeta slowly came over towards me. I didn't know what she was going to do. Was she going to yell at me? Slap me? Every horrible scenario rushed through my mind in those few seconds. I was so scared I was about to drop the containers in my hand. 

Aunt Geeta came to me, directed me to put the containers on the ground. I did. She then took my hand and led me back into the washroom.

"I've missed you. You have no idea how bad I've yearned for a man inside me." When she said that, she said it in a soft tone, and the way she said it made me melt inside. I don't know why, maybe it was the sexual aspect of it or maybe I actually felt sorry for her. Just before we entered the washroom, she undressed me and put my clothes neatly off to the side so as to not get ruined. Geeta looked at my engorged dick and bit her lip while at the same time flashing me a naughty smile. She undid her towel and let it drop to the ground. Taking my hand again, she led me into the washroom.

This washroom was designed a bit differently. The toilet was located in the corner of the room, the sink right near the door. There was no tub, only the showerhead that was built in the wall. So there was a lot of room for us to move about. 

As soon as I got in, I banged her up against the wall, just off to the side of the showerhead and began a lustful make out session. Her massive tits squeezed up against my chest. I could feel her nipples through her sari. My hands were cupped around her face while our lips wrestled with each other. She moaned loudly as we kissed. My hard dick bobbed up and down as it throbbed. The hot steam hitting my naked body only heightened my pleasure. 

My lips slowly eased off of her lips and moved down to her neck and eventually to her chest. Geeta grabbed the back of my head and held me close to her while I licked her chest and massaged her breasts. Geeta breathed hard. I quickly slipped her sari over her head and threw it off to the side. Her tits bounced into place. I wanted to see them so bad. They were absolutely beautiful. Her nipples were full erect. I threw my head right into them. My hands were all over her body. I could smell her intoxicating scent as I licked her breasts. Smelling her made my dick start to leak pre cum. After I indulged her breasts I turned her around and held her close to my body, my arms wrapped around her waist and chest. My dick was right in between her ass. I rubbed my dick up and down against her sweaty behind, spreading my pre cum all over her. My right hand was on her tit while the other one caressed her stomach and sides. I licked and kissed her shoulders and neck in a mad, lustful manner. She tilted her head back and stuck her ass out into my pelvis. I tried to control myself because I knew if I rubbed my dick long enough against her, I would have came. With my body wrapped around hers, she slowly walked over to the toilet and bent over. I knew what she wanted me to do.

Her ass was sticking out right in my face. I admired the scene that was in front of me, caressing and rubbing her smooth ass flesh. I slapped it three times, causing Geeta to yelp out loud. I then turned my attention to her pussy lips. Two beautiful slits of flesh, and it was mine for the taking. I positioned myself accordingly and began to eat out her fruit from behind. As soon as my tongue made contact with her pussy lips, she let out a great yelp. It turned me on so much that my hard cock bobbed up and down continuously causing more pre cum to ooze out. My whole face was digging into her pussy while my hands squeezed her flesh hard. I could tell she loved it by the way she was moaning. My tongue dug as far deep as it could possibly go inside of her. She tasted oh so sweet. I fucked her with my tongue so as to tease her. This caused her to get sexually frustrated causing her to grind her teeth and grunt. It was amazing. I didn't know sex could be this thrilling. My heart was pounding. It felt as if it was going to come out of my chest any second now. I ate her out for a good 5 minutes or so, almost bringing her to orgasm. My dick was now dripping with pre cum. It had totally drenched my dick head and was all over my inner thighs. The heat in the washroom had become unbearable. I finished eating Geeta out and moved frictionless over her body and whispered into her ear "lets go to the sitting room." Geeta reluctantly agreed. 

We didn't even cover up when we left the washroom. We ran straight to the room. Geeta laughed while she ran, her tits bouncing wildly as she did. When we got to the bedroom, she turned around and looked at me with that seductive, erotic smile of hers. 

"Now where were we?" she said as she bit her lip.

I directed her to sit on the couch. I wanted to lick her pussy some more. Instead, in line with her playful character, she sat up on top of the couch against the wall and spread her legs. I smiled at her as I made myself comfortable in position. 

My tongue attacked her pussy again for the second time. As soon as my flesh hit her clit, she groaned in pleasure. Her one hand was on my head, pulling my hair ever so slightly while the other played with her breasts. As a began to lick her, I could feel her body start to break out into a sweat again. 

My licking soon turned into a tongue fuck like scenario. I began to insert it as deep as I could possibly get it. This made Geeta go wild. Her sex was all over my face and her thighs. She was restlessly moving, squirming about with pleasure on top of the couch. At times, I could barely keep my mouth on her oozing vagina. The room filled with sounds of moans, groans, shrieks and yelps. The sweat was now dripping off her brow and onto me. As I continued to tongue fuck her, she began to work her clit with her fingers. This caused her breasts to squeeze together and swell up in size. Also, the faster she rubbed her clit the more her breasts bounced and jiggled. The way her body was behaving, I knew she was about to come at any moment. In a sudden surprised, she moved my head away from her cunt. She brought me up and kissed me passionately. 

"I can't take it any longer. I need you inside of me," she said in a soft, desperate tone. 

I couldn't believe it. My Aunt was actually going to take my virginity.

"I know this is your first time. What ever happens to your body, let it happen. Its natural. There is nothing to be ashamed about."

"Ok.." I responded with a puzzling tone. I really didn't quite understand what she meant by that but I was in no mood for contemplation.

An electrifying rush churned inside of my stomach. Geeta got up off the couch and walked towards the side and got up onto the side rest of the couch. She straddled the side rest with her knees bent, the side rest running horizontal to her. I couldn't believe it. I was going to fuck her doggy style. 

She made herself stable and looked back at me. She smiled and looked at my bobbing, drenched dick. My eyes were glued to her plump ass and glistening pussy. I came up from behind and began to kiss her neck. My hand went to her tit and began to squeeze her nipple. My dick rubbed up against her shiny ass. After I got her going again, I took my dick into my hand and began to rub the head all along her pussy. I ran it up and down her sex slit, spreading my juices along with hers all over the area. It was an amazing feeling. Shots of pleasure ran through Geeta as I could hear her breathing hard with pleasure. I rub my dickhead up along her clit which made her go absolutely wild. She ground her teeth together and let out a loud grunt. It was time to go in.

Slowly, I inserted my dick into her wet, throbbing vagina. Geeta let out a small shriek as her head shot up and then down. It was a feeling unlike anything I had ever felt. A wave of erotic lust enveloped my body which I struggled to control. Slowly I began to move my hips back and forth. The more I went into her, the more my dick became wet. Her sex was all over my penis. The room began to smell like sex. It was an intoxicating aroma that heightened my experience and I am sure it was heightening hers as well. 

My body began to break out in a sweat. As I got used to my flesh being inside of hers, my thrusts began to increase. Geeta was beginning to moan more and more. The harder I thrust myself into her, the more the flesh of her buttocks and sides would vibrate. Seeing that turned me on even more. It was not long after that I was pumping her hard. The room was filled with squishing sounds of sex mixing together and flesh banging against flesh. I held her hips in my arms as they went back and forth, squeezing every bit of flesh I could. I didn't realize how sexy a woman's back could look until that moment. I bent over and kissed the folds of her back fat.

Geeta was sweating perfusely. I could feel the muscles inside of her beginning to grip my dick harder and harder. As the pleasure increased, Geeta would turn back and slap her ass real hard. This left a massive red handprint across her bum. She would also dig her long nails into her own flesh. I guess it was a way of her handling all the sexual pleasure she was experiencing. 

It was not long after that I could feel my ball sack begin to tighten. I began to moan and grunt as the sexual pleasure overtook my supple virgin body. I knew I was about to come. I was debating whether I should come inside her or not but the instant thought of a baby forced me to pull out at the last second. I came hard. What had felt like minutes was in reality less than a minute. I now realized what Geeta meant when she said "whatever happens to your body, let it happen." I released torrents and torrents of my white sex all over Geeta's plump juicy ass. She looked back and stuck her bum out even more. The room filled with me grunting, struggling to milk every drop of cum I could out of me. My heart was pumping a thousand times a second. It was amazing.

After I was sure that no more cum was inside of me, I threw my arms around Geeta's hot, sweaty body. Her head leaned back and kissed whatever part of my face she could. Her hot breath caressed my face. Geeta slipped onto the couch on her knees while I sat on the side rest, holding her close in my arms, struggling to catch my breath. I couldn't believe what had just happened. And the weird thing was, I had this urge to scream out "I love you" to her the entire time. I knew I wasn't the right thing to say so I struggled to hold it in. Even now, I was holding her, I felt this strong infatuation rushing through my blood. I didn't know if it was a feeling of love or just another aspect of lust but it was strong. I felt like I could hold her like that forever. 

As my mind was rushing through these feelings, Geeta broke the silence. 

"Are you ok?" She asked with an innocent laugh. 

"Yes," I responded with a smile. 

I had totally forgotten that Geeta was still horny. As soon as I had given my answer, she turned around and got me to lay down on the couch. She got on top of me, spread her pelvis over mine and began to kiss me with an intense passion. Her massive milk filled breasts pressed against my body. Her nipples were very hard. She moaned as she kissed me, her hands travelling all over my head. I obeyed the sudden urge I got and slapped her ass and squeezed it hard. My other hand travelled all along her back, not missing one curve. Geeta broke off the kiss and began to kiss my chest and body. I loved the way her hair bounced off my chest. It tickled but at the same time heightened the sexual experience. Moreover, her long black hair, some of it drenched in sweat, made Geeta look oh so sexy. 

At this point my erection had come back. Geeta moved down and sat on my legs. She put one hand on my pelvis and grabbed my dick with the other. She squeezed her tits together in an act of tease. Slowly she began to stroke me. I didn't realize how soft her hand was. It was travelling effortlessly over the girth of my penis. It sent waves and waves of pleasure down into me forcing me to close my eyes and take in the pleasure. Pre cum began to ooze out of my dick once again. Geeta's jerking me off spread it all over my now lubricated dick. 

After Geeta felt my penis was wet enough, she slowly climbed back on top of me. She lifted her body over me aligning her pelvis with mine. As her breasts swayed back and forth, she slowly put my hard, erect dick back into her fruit. She closed her eyes as she took in the pleasure. Once I was inside of her, she put both her hands on my chest and began to slowly rock back and forth causing her breasts to squeeze up against each other. I looked up at her. She had her eyes closed. I had never seen her nipples this erect before. I could feel the flesh of her plump ass jiggle as she rocked back and forth. I reached up and grabbed one of her breasts and played with it. She put her hand over top of mine and squeezed it, signalling for me to squeeze her tit. She then took my hand up and put my finger in her mouth. At first we synchronized a rhythm together but it was soon clear that Geeta wanted it harder. 

As her breathing began to increase in volume and frequency, her rocking motion changed. She was now riding my dick up and down. At first it was slow and sweet. It quickly changed in speed. The pleasure both of us were feeling was immense. I was grinding my teeth while Geeta moaned and yelped freely. As Geeta banged me harder and harder and harder, I moved to a semi upright position. I wanted to hold her in my arms. 

Geeta's tits flailed about wildly against my chest. Her assflesh was vibrating rigorously. She was sweating from every which way allowing our hot bodies to travel without impediment against each other. The room was filled with moans and "Aye Sunny..Aye baby..." I put my hands on her love handles and began to rock her over my dick vigorously. I could feel my balls tightening up again. 




Ah Bombay Ch. 04



All of a sudden I began to feel like everything was slowing down. I could see Geeta in front of me with her eyes closed, rocking back and forth, up and down uncontrollably and screaming her lungs out but I couldn't hear her. I felt an extreme amount of pleasure in my loins, so much that it almost felt like it was hurting. I knew this was the beginning of my hard orgasm. I tried to hold it in but it was futile. I could feel the cum creeping up through my hard erect dick, approaching my dickhead, striking it with such an intense bolt of pleasure that it caused me to scream out loud. I closed my eyes. Everything seemed to be silent but there was still noise, almost like being under water. I instinctively wrapped my arms around Geeta as my dick released torrent after torrent of cum. My hips gyrated violently with every shot of cum I released. A rush of lust, infatuation and love filled my entire body. I released a wave of sweat that my body had never ever released before. I squeezed Geeta as hard as I could and did my best to wrap as much of my legs as possible around her. It was a bit frustrating because of the odd position I had found myself in. I bit her shoulder because I couldn't handle what was going through my body. I was in a complete state of orgasmic, trance. It was as if everything around me was spinning. My head was light. My buttocks were in a constant state of contraction. As my body gyrated, I could feel her body shake along with me. Her sweaty breasts didn't miss one movement. It was after my body was sure it couldn't release anymore cum out of my balls that I slowly started to come out of this trance. 

Slowly, the sounds of Geeta screaming came back to me. I opened my eyes and saw Geeta's face with an expression I will never forget. Her teeth were grinding against each other hard. Her eyes were closed so tight that her face was wrinkled in some areas. She was moaning and grunting violently. Her face oozing and dripping with sweat. Her sweat-drenched hair whipped my flesh like a lasso. Judging from the amount of ooze her vagina was releasing and the tightness of her vagina muscles around my dick, I knew she was about to come at any moment. After pumping her pussy a few more times very hard, she came. And she came hard. Her body began to shake vigorously. Her screams and grunts became longer and much more louder. And then her hips bucked back and forth. Her whole body began to gyrate violently. She struggled to keep me in her arms. Her nails dug painfully into the flesh of my back. She began to grind her pussy up against my pelvis as hard as she could. I slapped her ass to increase her overwhelming pleasure. The room was filled with sounds of her. I felt the muscles inside of her tighten with each wave of orgasm. I could also feel her body squirting cum all over my dick, some of it even coming out. I began to rock my hips back and forth again with vigour. That only heightened her orgasm. I reached behind over to her ass and tried to see if I could tickle her pussy from that angel. Surprisingly I could. I took my middle finger and stuck it up her cunt. This drove her wild. Just when I thought her screams were going to subside, they began to get louder as her second orgasm hit almost right away. 

Again her body shook violently as she broke out into another hot sweat. This time, the pleasure was so intense for her that that after the third wave of her orgasm manage to cease all sound that she was emanating. Her eyes remained closed but her mouth was wide open. The orgasm didn't allow any energy for the time being into her arms as I could feel them slowly slipping off of me. Her hips bucked as my penis struggle to remain inside. I was surprised that my dick was still erect. Her Vaginal muscles squeezed my dick almost to the point where it hurt. I was amazed at what Geeta was going through.

As her orgasm began to subside, she rested her forehead on my shoulder. Both of us were struggling to catch out breath. Her breasts heaved up and down with every inhale and exhale Geeta struggled for. She then collapsed over my body, forcing me to fall over onto my back where my head rested comfortably on the side rest. I wrapped my legs around her and held her as tight as I could. My hands vigorously rubbed her body, her ass and her legs. I couldn't get enough of her. The indescribable feeling I had within me was the best thing I had ever felt. Geeta's hot breath hitting my chest only increased this feeling. 

Geeta put her head up and looked at me intensely. She cupped my face and we engaged in a passionate make out session. The kiss lasted for only so long since neither of us had the energy. The orgasms we both encountered had drained all the energy we had. My dick was out of her pussy by this time and as the air hit my flesh, I could pretty much feel how much cum both of us had produced. My thighs were drenched in sex juice. Both of our bodies were drenched in sweat. Both of us lay there holding each other in our arms. 

It was after ten minutes or so that both of us finally managed to get up off each other. Seeing as how we had made such a mess with each other, Geeta suggested that we take a shower. We ended up taking a shower together. It was the most sensual shower of my life. We made out romantically underneath the showerhead, allowing the water to wash the both of us at the same time. I wanted to utter those words, "I love you" to her still thankfully manage to hold back. After we showered and got dressed, Aunt Geeta showed me off.

"Thank you Sunny..you have no idea how badly I needed this," she said smiling while she fixed my hair.

"I will never forget how wonderful you made my first time. I wouldn't have wanted it with anyone else. Everything was perfect." I kissed her softly on her cool lips and went off home. 

I couldn't help but smile all the way home. I had just come out of an experience that most other boys will not ever experience. 

That night I could not sleep. I couldn't get the events earlier in the day out of my head. I had to masturbate just so I could fall asleep. Geeta told me upon a later meeting that week that she had to do the same. I did manage to get over my infatuation with Auntie Geeta, realizing it was just part of the intense sexual experience I had gone through. But I never got rid of that soft spot in my heart for her. After all, I shared something that was special to me with her. She was my first. And I would never forget that. 



Ah Bombay



My fingers worked vigorously as they moved inside and out. My thumb meanwhile, worked her clit. The chair we were in began to rock back and shift. It even almost fell on a number of occasions. Her right breast began to jiggle as her right hand worked my cock. Finally, Geeta came with a roar. She moaned and then gasped for breath. Her entire body began to shutter with wave after wave of orgasm. Her milk filled breasts thundered up and down while I struggled to keep my fingers inside her drenched orgasming vagina. I quickly wrapped my free hand around her shoulder, holding her hot, sweaty body close to me so that the both of us would not fall off the chair. Her massive tits swelled up to just below her collarbone as the pressed up against my chest. Her moans filled the entire room. I tried kissing her during her orgasm but she experienced so many waves that it was hard for her to maintain the kiss. Instead her hot breath would exhale in my face, increasing the pleasure for me. Finally after her orgasm subsided, I took my drenched fingers out (my entire hand had become wet as a result of her cum), wrapped both my arms around her and kissed her lustfully. During this whole experience, Geeta had kept her eyes closed while mine were open the entire time. She opened her eyes to discover that my whole head was dripping of sweat. Her face was the same way. Sweat was running down from her face to her chest and over her breasts and nipples. After we kissed I continued to lick and massage her tits while she recovered from the intensity she had just experienced. 

Aunt Geeta motioned me to get off her so she could stand up. I followed her to her bed, which was a few steps away from the chair we were active on. She threw me onto the bed and got on top of me with her legs straddling me. My dick was drenched with pre cum. Seeing this she guided her massive bust to my throbbing penis, having the two pieces of flesh caress my dick in-between them, seductively smiling as she did. I tilted my head back in pleasure. I didn't know how long I would be able to take much more of this. She then leaned over, spread her thighs over my pelvis and engaged me in a passionate kiss, grinding her pelvis back and forth. Soon we were like animals, lusting at each other's lips, not leaving an inch of the bed untouched as we moved around it. 

Geeta knew, judging by the way I was moaning and how my penis would quiver when any part of her touched me that I was not going to last long. She swung my legs over to the edge of the mattress and got on the ground, squatting in front of me with her legs fully spread with both of her knees touching the box spring. She grabbed my cock with her hand and slowly began stroking it back and forth. Her strokes started to get faster and faster. Our breathing began to increase in frequency. Every now and then she would take one her breasts and rub it against my penis, her nipple teasing my shaft and balls, while the other breast bounced around. I came as soon as my moans peaked. I released torrent after torrent of my white sex all over her tits. In the manner and speed that she was jerking me off, some of my cum even landed on her face as well as some on the ground. I had never cum like that ever. My ballsack had never tightened up like that and spewed so much semen out of my dick. Geeta quickly lunged up off the floor and onto me where our lips met once again. This time we kissed more slowly and I took time caressing her curves. 

After giving me enough time to recover from my orgasm, Aunt Geeta picked up the two pillows off the ground and put them in their proper spot. 

"Come," she said with a smile. "Let us lie here together for a while." I agreed. I crawled up beside her and wrapped my one leg around her. Her body faced me. Naturally, in that position her breasts folded and squeezed together. I caressed my hand up and down her swelled tits, admiring every millimetre. Geeta kissed me softly on my lips and slowly closed her eyes. I felt like I was lying beside a goddess. 

I woke up to discover a sheet around my body, my clothes lay perfectly on the bedside but my Aunt Geeta was missing. It felt like I had been asleep for hours but upon looking at the clock, I realized it was only 90 minutes or so. I looked around the room to discover Geeta in the chair with the baby in hand. She was breastfeeding him once again. She saw that I had awakened and smiled at me, though saying nothing. I just laid there watching her nurture her newborn son. Not long after, she slipped her breast under her black bra and sari top, burped the baby (giggling as usual when the baby burped) and sent him back to the crib to sleep. In the meanwhile I sat up on the bed. Geeta closed the door of the Nursery and began walking towards me. Her ample breasts bounced up and down with each step. 

"Did you sleep well Sunny?" she asked innocently.

I smiled at her and responded, "I did."

She hopped into bed with me, sitting up against the headboard. Her hands began to travel up and down against my body. Almost instantly, my penis became erect. Her touch was electrifying. I as well, began to kiss her neck and arm, my hand massaging and manoeuvring her breasts and my other hand around her waist, caressing the curves of her sides, which I had quickly come to appreciate. Quickly, our lips locked once again and we engaged in a passionate kiss. I began to breath hard in pleasure as Geeta worked my dick. Knowing what each of us wanted, I removed the sheet that was covering me and we shifted so I would have access to her pussy but at the same time, she could have access to my dick. Upon gaining position I immediately slipped my hand down Geeta's sari and began rubbing her clit. At first I worked it slowly so that her juices could build up. In the mean time, my mouth worked her breasts that were swelled because of her arm that was reached over, jacking off my dick. By this time, I had developed a particular fascination with her bust. Even though she was still wearing her sari top, I kept licking her erect nipples that were clearly showing through the silk. 

Our workings of each other soon became rigorous. My two fingers by this time were inside her pussy, moving in and out. The faster Geeta worked my dick, the faster I worked her pussy. Her entire bust was now constantly bouncing. She began to gasp for air in-between our kissing. She had soon quit kissing me due to her constant moaning and need to take in more air. Then she hit orgasm. Her body became to convulse violently. Her legs squeezed my hands which were in between them. Her free hand found its way to her breast, which she squeezed and held. Her moans became higher in pitch in a matter of seconds. Her body had broken out into a sweat with beads running down her chest. Amazingly, she did not let go of my dick. Rather, she continued stroking it through her orgasm. Watching her body behave the way it was during her climax made me all the more excited. Seconds after Geeta's orgasm was over, I turned towards her and came all over her stomach. My moans of pleasure all of a sudden converted to loud and prolonged sighs of pleasure. I released three fairly large torrents of semen on various locations around her stomach. She continued stroking me well after I had the orgasm, making sure every bit of cum had come out. 

Geeta finally let go of my dick and I took my drenched hand out of her sari. We sat back against the headboard, recovering from the climax we had just hit. Her breasts heaved up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. Beads of sweat ran down her face and onto her chest, escaping into her cleavage. I as well was covered in sweat and struggling to catch my breath. As I sat back in the bed, I could not help but wonder what had prompted this whole situation to take place. After all, it was her that had initiated the whole escapade of the afternoon by asking me to lick the milk off her stomach. I recalled back to just a few minutes ago, just before she exploded all over my hand, when I was working her way to her orgasm. I recalled the intensity on her face and the lust in her eyes that translated through her actions in the bed with me. It was then that it dawned on me. My poor Auntie Geeta was sexually deprived. She yearned for pleasure. Having her husband gone for a month now was starting to take its toll on her. Having to take care of the house as well as the baby, she had no time for herself. After I realized this, I reached over her, cupped her face with both of my hands and gave her a long sympathetic kiss. 

"You are such a sweet boy Sunny," she said in her soft innocent voice as she held me in her bosom.

"I must leave now. My mom might think I went somewhere else. I don't want her to get mad." We cleaned up and got dressed.

Auntie Geeta handed me the dough I had prepared for my mom earlier in the day and walked me to the door.

"I'll come back in a few days, after I am done my exam," I informed her. "Be good ok?" I winked at her and hopped on my bicycle and headed home.