Day 5
Today, in morning Dipesh got a handjob of his fantasies. His fantasy being:- Just woke up from his sleeps, some beautiful lady spoons him from behind and slips her hand in his underwear to get hold of his morning wood and relieves his cock.
Post-orgasm hormones sent Dipesh to sleep, he slept for one more hour before leaving his room.
By the time he was awake, his maternal uncle had already left for his work. Which left Rekha(his maternal uncle's wife) and his mom Rashmi, who had just given him the best handjob of his life, in the house.
While entering the kitchen, he saw his Aunt(uncle's wife) Rekha who had her bath just before, in hear wet hair look. And boy did Dipesh fell in love with her before a second could pass.
Rekha wasn't woman with a taut stomach and a tall physique but she looked sexy in her own way. Dipesh knew that this is what they call "Thicc"
Rekha's saree wasn't all pinned up so he it exposed some of her body. Dipesh saw the milky chubby stomach and lusted for it. He could also see a hickey just below her neck.
He instantly started imagining his uncle Rajnish and Aunt Rekha having sex and Rajnish biting the skin below the neck just before cumming in her pussy.
Dipesh's mom asked him whether he wanted tea or not. That snapped him out of his imagination. Dipesh didn't knew how to act around his mother, again. But except for her smiling more than usual, she seemed normal.
While having a bath, Dipesh cussed himself. He repented having become such a pervert, touching his mom's skin and boobs, imagining fucking his aunt, and visualising his uncle and aunt having sex. What was happening to him?
But even then he wanted more of handjob, more of such sexual experiences.
That night they had installed the new cooler in the other room as well. Which meant no more hot nights for Dipesh and his mom. People have "blessings in disguise" but this installation of cooler was a curse in disguise of a blessing for Dipesh.
Yes, they will have a chilled room to sleep in such heat. But this also meant that Dipesh would no longer have reasons to sleep in his underwear and neither his mom will have an excuse to sleep in her bra and petticoat.
Still however, Dipesh stripped down to his underwear and lied on the bed.
His mom entered the room after finishing some chores. Dipesh saw her gown was spilt on with soap or something. Then, he saw Rashmi pulling her gown above her head. He saw her smooth and clean under arms. He saw her boobs move due to her movement. Her smooth skin on her taut stomach and her cute Belly button.
Dipesh just wanted to grab her, pin her to the bed lick that stomach, suck her nipples and fuck the shit out of her. Dipesh somehow tamed the animal within him.
Seeing his mom undress he didn't say anything neither did she. Rashmi just smiled at him, she lay down beside him and put her head on his bicep and put her palm on his chest.
This was too erotic for Dipesh, he didn't know what to say. He didn't expect this much forwardness from his mom. Whole day she was acting normal and now suddenly this?
His mother Rashmi knew she had raised a gentleman and only she could take things forward at a faster pace. She wanted her son so much.
Soon, Dipesh's cock started making a tent in his underwear due the intimacy by his mother.
"Are you a virgin?" Asked Rashmi calmly to Dipesh.
