I suddenly woke up by the muted sound of the telephone ringing and wondered who could be calling so late in the night. I had dozed off, sitting on the carpet. My head was resting on the edge of sofa, between knees of Padma aunty. Anxiety swelled as mind fearfully speculated on uncle Pandey returning from his tour; putting an end to my pleasurable time.
I frantically tried Padma aunty to wake up, who was dozing on sofa peacefully with happy glaze on her face; legs still spread wide, right hand lying at her bushy cunt. A full moon was visible through tall window; curtains were flapping lightly in cool breeze. She slowly stirred scratching her cunt and thighs.
My half pants, shirts and under garments were strewn around on the carpeted floor. I hurriedly started to gather my cloths.
"Don't worry, my dear friend Rekha is calling... bring the phone here ..." Padma aunty sat up stretching her body, nipples rose, as she arched her torso up, tying up her hair in a loose bun.
With a growing strange feeling along with new erotic expectations, I picked up the black telephone from the side table and placed near her on sofa.
"I am sure that you will keep our secrets forever. If you dare to boast like a fool, you will lose a lot."
"Why should I tell others?"
"Well young boys like you love to boast, isn't it?" Aunty widened her thighs and touched her small dick like Dana.
"Yes, most do, but I don't like to share my secrets."
"Hmmm...good...what you have learned about others?"
"No aunty, I will not tell you that.."
"Wonderful...I like it..if you want a place to fuck girl of your age, you can do that in my house.."
"Oh thanks...that would be very nice and helpful.."
My lucky time has really arrived suddenly with so much new erotic possibilities opening up. For months my girlfriend Reema never agreed for full-fledged sex as we could not find any safe place to fuck. She angrily rejected my suggestion to use the old ruins near town.
"Always learn to keep such intimate secrets close to your heart...but I love to know about others secrets...being intimate...we have to give all possible pleasures to each other... sharing spicy tales, gossips and others secrets is hot thing to happen between intimate friends..."
"Sure aunty...but.." I hesitated but my whole body was getting charged with so far unknown heat waves.
"I and Rekha share everything including dicks... not that we fuck around at lot, it's hard to find a decent man in this small backward town...she will be reaching in half an hour... now you know about her too...tell me all you know and I will be sharing whatever I know..."
What Padma aunty said casually, was a shock for me; a boy of eighteen growing up in a small traditional north Indian town. Though we young boys habitually indulged in wild gossiping about real and imaginary extra marital affairs of people, tried to chase and fuck girls. But two lady friends sharing lovers or sex partners were still alien to me. But at that moment it held very exciting opportunity for me. I quickly realized that Dr, Rekha was expected after being informed about my presence.
I remembered visiting petite Dr. Rekha, who had left her husband in Delhi years back and was living alone in her house cum clinic down the road. Rekha kept her self-busy in her medical practice, avoided socializing and hardly attended any marriages or community functions.
My friend Ramu, used to share his unbelievable secretes about saintly, plane looking Dr. Rekha. He once, got a heavily bruised knee in a football match and his father took him to her clinic. After few visits, she advised her father to let him-come alone, be independent and she was there to take care of him as well.
But I never believed his story that Dr. Rekha could have sucked his long, thin and curved dick for months. The lady doctor was never discussed by boys, who would gather to gossip and joint masturbation sessions. She was hardly visible, wore baggy dresses and had no boobs and butt, worth fantasizing about.
I was about to share what Ramu told me with Padma aunty, but immediately decided to hold it, still she asks again and I instinctively knew she would.
Aunty dialed the number and waited, caressing her boobs.
"Kya ho raha hai....you are getting late now..." She whispered in the mouth piece.
The strange feeling was getting stronger with possibility of plane looking Dr. Rekha reaching in some time. My mind wondered about her thin body, her boobs, buttocks, cunt and her wildness matching Padma aunty or perhaps more. I could feel a string of juice escape my erect dick.
"Yeah...we did...hmm...,he tastes delicious...not yet....you come than we all have fun together,,,"
Her hair bun unlocked, spilling on her exquisite shoulders and firm round boobs. My mind was turning foggy with surety of unbelievable things happening in some time as aunty kept on tweaking her enlarging nipples. So in fact Ramu had not been fantasizing or boasting about Dr. Rekha sucking his dick at all. She must have done even more that just sucking. If that had really happened, then he did really score over me fucking a mature lady earlier. And that was enough to push my rating down in own eyes.
"Hmmm....yes...ab jaldi aoo... now rush in fast ...or you lose some action.." Padma aunty put the receiver down and looked at me, now tweaking her both nipples together. She hardly had any bulge on her tummy with deep naval hole, I had deep urge to fuck that too.
