Desi Sex Stories Hello guys, this is the first part of the series. I hope you like it.
This is a story about Aparna Aunty and me. Aparna Aunty is my father’s sister. She lives alone in Chennai. Her husband passed away a few years ago. They didn’t have any children.
After my uncle passed away, she moved to our ancestral home in Chennai, which was empty after my grandparents’ death. My family lives in Bangalore. We used to visit Chennai a lot when we were kids, but after my grandparents passed away, we seldom visit there.
My name is Rahul. I am 22 years old. I recently completed my engineering degree. For my job posting, I received an offer from a Chennai-based manufacturing company. Since I am a mechanical engineer, I was thrilled with the offer because I thought I had so much to learn by working there.
My aunt was as thrilled as I was. She said she had been bored lately living there alone. She was so excited knowing I would be working in Chennai and could live with her.
So I boarded a train to Chennai and reached there early in the morning. Summer had already ended in Bangalore, but the moment I stepped into Chennai, I realized I would have to endure the summer heat again. I booked a cab and reached my aunt’s place.
She was so excited to see me. She hugged me at the door and said, “Welcome back to your home, Rahul. It took 22 years for you to finally become the man of your own house.” Those words made me proud.
I lived my whole life in rented houses. We had to vacate them and move to a new place every time the house owner decided to evict us or if we had to move to a different area. We never had a place we could call our own. The only place was miles away in Chennai, and I was proud to come back home. It felt like I was truly a man.
But the first thing I observed was that the woman who was hugging me felt softer than a usual hug. That was when I realized my aunt was hugging me without a bra. I thought she lived alone, and there was no man in her life, so she was living a carefree life. I just ignored that moment.
I freshened up, and my aunt served me some tasty idlis. While I was eating them, the bell rang. It was a guy from a nearby kirana store. He walked in with a huge basket of goods.
As he walked toward her, my aunt looked at me and said with a smile, “This is all for you. You will forget your mother’s food once you start tasting my tasty meals.”
The guy from the kirana store smiled and joined us. He looked at my aunt and said, “Ma’am, do you want me to spread everything so that you can verify everything like usual?”
My aunt replied, saying, “Yes, of course.”
I noticed that the door was open. Also, before my aunt appeared, the kirana guy had slid the curtains so there would be ample light in the room. But when my aunt was verifying the goods, I realized why he needed so much light in the room.
My aunt was bending to check the items while the kirana guy was checking the items inside my aunt’s blouse. He knew my aunt wouldn’t wear a bra for sure. That was why he was prepared, which meant she didn’t wear a bra inside the house at all. It wasn’t a one-time thing.
He kept looking at the melons while my aunt bent down to verify the items. I really wanted to know what he was looking at. He was quite swift in turning his eyes away as soon as my aunt stood up straight again.
My aunt said, “Thanks, Ramu. This is everything that I ordered. How much do I owe you?”
He took the money and left. After he left, I asked my aunt if she needed any help with taking the items inside.
She said, “Aww, that’s so sweet of you. I will bring a tumbler and put these items into it. Carry them inside once they’re packed.”
I obliged. Before my aunt brought the tumbler, I went to stand where Ramu was standing. The curtains were open, although the door wasn’t, but I could do something Ramu couldn’t. I switched on the light, which would help me see my aunt better.
She came back with the tumbler. She bent down again, similarly to how she had bent earlier, and what I saw shocked me. Since her sari had gotten pulled inside when she bent, I understood why Ramu was so happy to visit our house.
My aunt not only doesn’t wear a bra inside, but she also doesn’t even hook her blouse properly. Out of the 4 hooks, she only buttoned 2. As she bent, even parts of her areola were visible.
Before I tell you what I saw, let me tell you about my aunt. She is a dusky woman with amazing eyes. She is 43 years old but looks like she is 31. She has a fit body, thanks to her yoga classes. She is 5’6″, quite tall compared to an average Indian woman. She has good flesh, not too big, not too small, 34-28-36 to be precise.
Coming back to what I saw… I could clearly see her black areolas when she bent. That was how much skin I saw. It was shocking to me. I stood there for a good one minute before she placed everything in the tumbler.
I took it inside the kitchen. My aunt said, “Thanks, kid. Go watch something on TV while I arrange everything here.”
I was disappointed not to see her bend. I didn’t want to push it, so I went out to watch TV.
In the next few days, I was shocked to see people like the milkman, the society watchman, and the vegetable guy coming to our house only to look at my aunt’s skin whenever they got a chance. For sure, all of them talk about my aunt with each other.
In fact, what shocked me the most was that the security guy actually massages my aunt’s shoulders and legs. My aunt later told me that she did it on purpose because she likes the attention. She even used to pretend to be asleep during the massages, and the watchman used to touch her boobs thinking she was asleep.
Slowly, my thoughts regarding my aunt started to change. Day by day, I started wanting to do more than just look at her. I was just looking for a chance.
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I will tell you in the next part about the first game I played with my aunt.
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