Seduction next door! – Part 4

Shilpa’s aunt Geeta had just arrived from Canada. She took Rahul to a bedroom to make him her boyfriend. She latched the door, which felt like a prison door sealing shut.

Rahul was tense about being locked in with a stranger. He knew he had to satisfy Geeta, but was somehow not ready for it. Geeta smelled of expensive duty-free perfume.

She opened her grey hair, which was tied in a ponytail, and shook her head. She leaned forward to hug the boy she was about to devour.

Geeta ran her fingers down Rahul’s chest and said, “Rahul darling, Shilpa definitely knows how to welcome a relative after a long flight from Canada. Well, jet lag can take a break when a handsome, muscular young man is with me, alone in a room.”

Rahul, still in shock. The fact that he had been passed on like a woman sharing lipstick, within five minutes of meeting Shilpa’s relative. He could not speak much but said, “But… Geeta aunty, you are Shilpa’s aunt…”

Geeta laughed in a loud, sophisticated sound that made Kalpana’s passionate moans seem like a cat’s purr.

“Baby, we are not leaving this room until we have sex, so call me Geeta. And do you really think a lioness like me is going to miss this opportunity of screwing a young deer like you? Now stop talking and pull down your pants.”

Before Rahul could do what Geeta asked him to do, Geeta had already removed her summer dress. She sported a surprisingly modern, sexy, lacy bra and panty set that popped her toned, matured curves. Rahul’s dick was enjoying the sight.

Geeta stepped forward and said, “We are punctual and efficient in Canada. I have no time for a lengthy courtship, baby. The clock is ticking. I have to catch up with Shilpa.” Geeta removed Rahul’s belt and pulled down his pants.

Geeta pushed Rahul gently onto the bed. Rahul’s body was burning with a deja vu heat that made Shilpa’s recent antics seem like high school flirtation. Geeta immediately bent down, taking his rapidly hardening dick into her hands.

“Oh my God!” she whispered, her voice thick with amusement and appreciation. “Shilpa was really right. You are a trophy. A little worn, perhaps, from your mother’s passionate love last night, but nothing a little professional attention from an experienced lady can’t restore.”

Geeta was, indeed, an experienced lady. She wasted no time in proving that her years of “international travel” had provided her with an experience far beyond what any local woman could offer. Her mouth was hot, her lips were wet.

Demanding and thorough, treating his cock with a focused reverence that left Rahul breathless. He gripped onto the bed; his mind was reeling from the sheer, overwhelming speed at which his life had devolved into a perpetual state of sexual servitude.

When she finally pulled back, a satisfied glint in her eye, she climbed onto the bed, straddling his hips. “Now, let’s see what all the fuss is about,” she commanded, guiding him into her slick, ready entrance called the pussy.

Geeta was a powerful rider, moving with a rhythmic, hip-swaying grace that spoke of long nights and zero inhibitions. She leaned forward, pressing her mature, soft breasts against his chest.

“You are going to serve this family, Rahul,” she whispered, her breath hot in his ear. “And you are going to enjoy every second of it. You are too delicious to be contained by one woman, or even one generation.”

The sheer absurdity of the situation being ridden hard by his new girlfriend’s sophisticated, jet-lagged Canadian aunt pushed Rahul over the edge. He came with a loud groan. His body arching off the mattress as Geeta squeezed him tight.

Letting out a triumphant sigh that sounded like the conclusion of a highly successful business merger. Geeta dismounted, breathing heavily, and immediately began straightening her clothes.

She looked utterly refreshed as if she’d just had a spa treatment rather than a vigorous quickie with her niece’s new live-in.

“Excellent,” she said, giving him a quick pat on the thigh. “Now, I need a shower. Meet me in the drawing room in twenty minutes. We have to discuss the new family dynamics situation. Geeta unlocked the door and swept out.

Rahul lay on the bed. Feeling less like a lover and more like a high-performance engine that had just been rigorously stress-tested. Geeta hadn’t just had sex; she had conducted a thorough, five-star performance review.

A trophy, a little worn, she had called him. He was officially a shared family amenity, and apparently, the family had high standards and an aggressive usage policy.

He pulled up his pants, adjusting his shirt. He was developing a worrying habit of becoming aroused the moment he was blackmailed or propositioned by a new relative. He splashed water on his face. He was trying to scrub off the dazed look of a man who a jet-lagged Canadian matriarch had conquered.

When he entered the drawing room, the scene was one of startling domesticity. Geeta, now in a crisp silk saree, was sipping a lime soda. Shilpa was perched on the arm of the sofa, scrolling through her phone, looking utterly unbothered.

“Ah, the star of the show,” Shilpa greeted him, not looking up. “I trust Auntie Geeta’s Canadian sex drive didn’t wear you out too much?”

“He’s resilient,” Geeta stated, making a notation on a small leather-bound planner. “Now, Rahul, darling, let’s talk logistics. As Shilpa mentioned, we need to establish the new family dynamics. I’ve only got four days, so scheduling is paramount.”

Geeta pushed the planner across the coffee table. It contained a neatly colour-coded chart.

“I’ve pencilled you in for a ‘Midnight Mingle’ tonight, but I’ve reserved the 8 AM slot tomorrow for myself. I find morning sex sharpens the mind for international negotiations,” Geeta explained. “Shilpa, your ‘Threesome Tuesday’ is confirmed for 9 PM, but please ensure the guest is punctual; I hate waiting.”

Rahul stared at the schedule. His entire existence was now a line item on a sophisticated aunt’s travel itinerary.

Shilpa finally looked up, flashing him a predatory smile. “Don’t worry, honey. Tonight’s extra guest is our neighbour, Neha. She’s watched you come and go for months. Time to give her a proper welcome to the neighbourhood.”

Read the next story to understand how Rahul checked out the itinerary.