Cool breeze blew over my face as I landed on my grandma's place. It is a small town in South Tamil Nadu. As I walked towards my grandma's house, I never knew it was going to be a memorable vacation for me. Let me first introduce myself. I'm Praveen, 21 yrs old, 5'8", large frame, and wheatish complexion. I had just then finished my BE degree and I was there at my grandma's place to spend my vacation.
I have five uncles. They are brothers to my mom. Just then my last uncle's marriage was over, which I couldn't attend due to my exams. Four out of five uncles lived there with their families in that town.
Though not so beautiful, all my aunties were equally good to look at. All my aunties were new to the family as they got married very recently with all my uncles each marrying at a year's gap. So the oldest auntie was around 25 just 5 yrs older than me and the youngest auntie was just a few years older than me. Let me first name all my aunties, first, Janaki, 25 yrs, second, Anandhi, 24 yrs, third, Reena, 22 yrs, and the last one being Mala, 21 yrs.
Each uncle lived in separate houses. But still all of them were very near to each other. Since I was visiting the village after nearly 5 yrs, all my aunties were new to me. And therefore, each of them showered their affection in their own way, to show that they would take care of me better. I would take turns to stay at each uncle's house for one day and then shift to the next, the other day.
Everything went fine until one day when I was staying at my second uncle's house that is with Anandhi aunty. Uncle went to work and their daughter who was three years old was sleeping. I had woken up very late. The very sight of my aunty when I woke up stirred my groins.
Usually the village ladies wouldn't mind tucking up a portion of their sari so as to not get them wet while doing household work. That day, Anandhi aunty too tucked up her a sari, but a bit more, that it was well above her covering knees only half of her left thighs. She was bending and sweeping the house. The part of her sari covering her breasts were loose and I could clearly see her falling breasts, dancing this side and that side.
"Good morning, Praveen, How much time would you sleep. Come on get up take bath. Breakfast is ready." She said.
"Where is uncle?" I asked her.
"He went to work early in the morning. He would come only late in the night." The stress in the last sentence was more!
So I took bath and then took breakfast. Then I was relaxing myself watching HBO.
Anandhi was sweeping and cleaning the kitchen. Suddenly she called me to do a favour for her and I went into the kitchen. There she was trying to take something from the upper shelf. Her body was full of sweat. I could see beads of sweat on her forehead.
First let me say about her first.. She's fair in colour, but pretty smaller than me, she being 5'4" whereas I am 5'8". She had milky white body, pretty smooth, mostly hairless arms. I was mesmerised by her when she was first introduced to me as my uncle's wife. She was small and slim having blue eyes, small nose, and small lips. But her breasts were full. Though not large enough, they filled the whole of her blouse and I could see them bulging out of her blouse most of the time, when she was bending or stretching her body.
"Could you please lift me up, so that I can take that rice flour from that vessel in the upper shelf?" she asked.
Damn! I said to myself. Actually I was shocked, because, in our Indian community, they would even allow us to touch a lady, and here she was, this woman asking me to lift her up.
"Come on... hold my hips... can you withstand my weight?" she asked me.
" How much do you weigh? I asked her smiling.
"Not more than 50 kg..." she returned the smile.
"O.K. Here we go..." saying so I got hold of her sari covered thighs and lifted her up. 'God!' I whispered to myself. More than her weight, the pleasant musky scent of a woman made my hands trembling.
Suddenly my hand slipped from her thighs, but I recovered myself, before she could fall, only this time, my palms went over her hips and touched something more intimate... you guessed it. My palms were touching in between her thighs.
"Oooh..." she cried as my hands touched her groin and she let go of the flour vessel. The vessel opened and the whole rice flour fell over us covering our bodies with white flour. I let her go and she came to her feet. When we saw each other, we instantaneously went into laugh seeing our flour covered bodies.
"Sorry, Sorry, Sorry..." She was pleading to me, " It was all my fault. Come I myself would clean that mess. Please..." without expecting a word, she pulled me into her bathroom. She turned on the water and then pulled my T-shirt up above my head. Then as she tried to remove my shorts, I moved back.
"Come on... don't feel shy. I'm your aunty only da..." she said and then pushing my hands back, she pulled my shorts down. I was there standing before my aunty wearing just my underwear.
" Wash yourself, Praveen." Saying so, she turned on the shower.
Even as I was washing my body with water, she did the unbelievable thing. There, right before me, in the bathroom, she started removing her dress. I was dumbstruck by her act. First she yanked her flour-covered sari that was tucked up at her hips and then pulled off her sari from her shoulders, showing me her full blouse-covered breasts. She was wearing a red blouse inside and a back bra. The outlines of her bra were clearly visible.
Then she pulled her sari from her hips. She was wearing a brown petticoat inside. Within a fraction of second she pulled the knot of her petticoat and it fell to her knees. Her panties were tight enough outlining her cunt curves. Or may be her cunt lips were so big that they were tight inside her panties. She unhooked her blouse buttons and then snapped off her bra in one move releasing her gorgeous breasts out.
'WHAM!' her breasts jutted out as she removed her bra. She didn't remove hr panties. Without caring about me, she took a mug full of water and started pouring on herself.
My heart was thumping hard, seeing my 24 yr old Anandhi aunty nude except for the panties. My tongue went dry. I was awestruck. Her breasts were the size of a tennis ball hanging out of her body. Her areolas were coin sized and brown in colour with the nipples peeking out. Still though large, her breasts were firm and were not hanging loose! Water was dripping like a stream from both her nipples. Her panties were fully wet now showing off her black pubic hair on her cunt.
Taking the soap in her hand, and then giving a don't-see-like-that smile she moved towards me and soaped my chests. This act of hers, made her breasts to dance in frenzy. She dint say a word. And I couldn't say a word. She finished off soaping my chest and then giving the soap to me, asked me to soap her back. Her white coloured fleshy buttocks were straining out of her panties, and it made a shiver run through my spine. Reluctantly I took the soap and smoothed it over her back.
"Mmm..." she moaned and then guided me to soap more... " This side... mmm...yes... little bit down..." she was saying. I moved my hands down to her thighs and this time again my hands slipped in between her thighs. She let out a moan again, saying "Not now, Praveen..." Then, abruptly she asked me to stop and taking a towel that was hanging to her side, she towelled herself.
"Take bath fast and come out soon..." turning her back to me she slipped her panties out of her legs, showing me her full buttocks. She was fully nude now without a single piece of dress on her. She threw her panties to the corner of the bathroom and then as if not doing anything she opened the door and wake out nude, towelling her hair..
