Sex and Family – Part 5 (Mamata Aunty’s Second Night)

Please read the earlier parts.

After the long drive from Mysore, Priya parked the car, and Mamata Aunty got out of the car in a hurry and went inside the house. Priya, smiling, said, “My mother is angry at you for treating her like a slut in the car. Go and pacify her.”

I went inside and saw Mamata Aunt’s bedroom closed. Without knocking, I pushed the door and saw her standing in a blouse and a petticoat. She was changing her dress. Seeing me, she covered her chest with her arms and said angrily, “How can you behave like that in front of my daughter, Rajesh?”

I hugged her and said, “What to do, Aunty. I was horny and needed relief. Shall we continue what we stopped in the car?”

“Are you out of your mind? Don’t forget that Priya is here,” Mamata Aunty said, trying to get away from my grip.

I began kissing lightly all over her forehead, cheeks, chin and lips and kept saying ‘please’, ‘please’. Mamata Aunty started laughing as I kissed her like a puppy and said, “I know you won’t stop till you get what you want. I will come to your room after Priya sleeps at night. Now go out. Let me change.”

I was on top of the moon, hearing Aunty finally agreeing to have sex with me. Holding her face, I kissed her lips and said,” Hurray, I am going to have my first night, and it will be your second night after Uncle.”

“Chee, Naughty boy,” said Mamata Aunty, pushing me from the room.

I came out of the room and saw Priya standing outside the door. She pulled me to the corner and asked, “Did she agree?” I nodded.

“Good. If I stay here, she will hesitate and won’t come out of her shell. I want her to enjoy sex as she has been deprived for more than 10 years. I will say that I am going back to my home and will come back later and hide in your room. Keep your dick ready for my mother. Tonight, you will graduate to Motherfucker,” Priya said, smiling.

“That’s ok. But why do you want to hide?” I asked her.

Priya gripping my cock on the shorts, she said,” I want to see that your deadly weapon won’t hurt my mother. Moreover, I am eager to see a live fuck.”

Seeing her mother coming out of her room, Priya left my cock. We went to the dining table and sat in the chairs. “Mummy, serve me dinner. I want to go to my house to bring some clothes, as I have to stay here for some more days. I will come back in the morning,” Priya said to her mother.

I looked at Mamata Aunty and said, “So we will be alone, Aunty.” I was hinting at our first mating.

Mamata Aunty blushed like a bride and said, “Ok, have dinner and go. You sit, Chinnu. I am tired. I want to sleep early.”

“Yes, Mummy. Rest for some time because you have a long night ahead,” Priya stopped.

“What long night? You always talk in riddles,” Saying Mamata Aunty went to the kitchen.

“Keep the back door open. I will come back after parking the car in the next street,” Priya said.

She stopped seeing her mother coming with dinner utensils. All three of us quietly had dinner. I saw Mamata Aunty feeling nervous. Maybe she was thinking about our first night. After dinner, Priya said goodbye and went out, winking at me.

Mamata Aunty cleaned the table and went to the kitchen to wash the utensils. Five minutes later, I got up and went to the back of our house. I opened the door, and Priya quickly came inside.

Priya kissed me on the lips and said, “Go and romance with my mother and get her ready for her second night. Yours is also second, as you had the first night with me.”

I tried to hug and fondle her, but she pushed me away. I went to the kitchen and saw Mamata Aunty standing near the sink, washing the dishes. Standing behind her, I took my hands to her front and hugged her, keeping my arms under her breasts. She didn’t turn back but kept on washing dishes.

I kissed her neck, ears, and my palms cupped her massive breasts. Pressing my crotch on her fleshy buttocks, I sucked her earlobes.

“What are you doing, Chinnu?” Mamata Aunty said in a fake protest.

“I am playing with my bride,” I said, holding both her nipples on the blouse and twisting them.

“I am not your bride but your Aunty. I will find a bride for you in 4-5 years,” Mamata Aunty said, blushing.

“No, you are my bride for tonight,” I said, pushing my erect cock between her ass cheeks.

“Naughty boy. The kitchen is for cooking, and the bedroom is for having sex. Wait there, I will come as soon as I finish work,” said Mamata Aunty, pushing me with her wet hands.

Grumbling, I came out and went to my room. Priya was sitting on the bed naked. She pulled me, and I fell on top of her. We both embraced and started kissing each other’s lips like lovers in heat. We both had forgotten that we are cousins and not lovers.

Her one hand was on my cock, and the other on the back. My hands were groping her breasts, buttocks, thighs and tummy. We lost track of time and stopped hearing footsteps approaching the door.

Priya quickly got up and stood. She whispered,” Looks like my mother is anxious to get fucked. Be gentle with her, brother,” she said, and went and hid inside the wardrobe and closed the door.

Mamata Aunty came inside, closed the door and locked it. She was dressed in a white silk saree, as a traditionally dressed bride usually wears on their first night. She looked at me, blushing. I hurriedly moved close to her. Lust for each other had overtaken the atmosphere in the room.

I immediately wrapped my arms around her body, and she surrendered herself to me. I started to kiss her wildly all over her face, neck, and lastly, my lips met her luscious lips.

My thirsty lips hurriedly moved on to Mamata Aunt’s moist lips, absorbing her saliva. Her warm breath over my face intoxicated me as I began to kiss her lips passionately. Soon, Mamata Aunty started responding and kissed me back. We both started to suck each other’s lips passionately.

She wrapped her arms around me, started to move her hands in my hair and kissed me back with more passion. She pulled me more into her, showing her desire to want me to love her. Our passionate kiss showed our strong desire for each other.

We embraced each other in our arms firmly and moved into each other’s bodies, cuddling tightly. Her massive breasts were crushed on my chest as we hugged each other tightly while kissing like lovers in heat. We broke our kiss to gasp for some air and again started kissing each other more wildly than ever.

Mamata Aunty opened her mouth. I could feel all the hotness and wetness over my face that was released from her mouth as she showed desire to allow my tongue to move in her mouth. Soon our lip kiss turned into a passionate French kiss.

She licked my lips with her wet tongue, giving me a pleasurable current throughout my body. Soon, I parted my lips and allowed my tongue to come out to meet hers. Once out, my thirsty tongue found its hungry companion soon.

Mamata Aunty moved her tongue around my tongue. Our kiss turned into a passionate kiss, giving us jolts of pleasure across our bodies. Our tongues moved in a mesmerising manner onto each other’s tongues. We shared the heat released in warm breaths and saliva into each other’s mouths.

Mamata Aunty moaned in ecstasy as we enjoyed our kiss to the maximum, not bothering about our relationship of Aunt and nephew. We fell on the bed to get more comfortable. But all the time, we kept on kissing wildly, embracing each other, feeling the warmth of our bodies.

On the bed, we lay side by side and still kept kissing each other, tasting each other’s saliva. Our tongues kept fondling, giving us the pleasures of our passionate kissing. My 8-inch cock was harder than ever. I desired to get into the warm, wet caressing pussy of Mamata Aunty.

But it had to wait as my hungry mouth was still busy exploring every inch of her luscious lips. I wanted to explore her entire body entirely and not take her in a hurry like her daughter did with me. Taking our lips back, I lay on top of Mamata Aunt’s body.

We faced each other while I lay on top of her fleshy body. We looked into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. Then she raised her face a bit to bite me gently on my chin. I buried my face in her face and started to move down as I slowly kissed her soft neck.

Mamata Aunty quivered with excitement. I kissed her neck passionately and gently bit her soft, tender flesh in my mouth. Mamata Aunty wrapped her hands around my neck and submitted herself, allowing me to do whatever I wanted. I slowly moved down.

I was kissing her cleavage and massaging her heavy breasts from over her blouse and saree pallo. I pushed her pallo down and hungrily started kissing her massive breasts, massaging them from over the blouse. Mamata Aunty moaned in ecstasy as I pressed her heavy breasts wildly.

I wanted to see and feel Mamata Aunt’s magnificent naked breasts again. I quickly tugged my fingers in her blouse and started unbuttoning it. Understanding my eagerness to see her breasts, she joined me in unhooking her blouse.

Once all the blouse hooks were off, I parted her blouse flaps to the sides, allowing me to view her massive cleavage covered in her bra. I hungrily kissed and massaged her breasts from over her bra. I wildly tried to pull her bra up. I fumbled as it was tight.

Mamata Aunty said, smiling, “Not like this, Chinnu, remove the hook.” She turned and showed me her back and the bra hook. I unhooked the bra. The elastic bra straps quickly snapped to the sides. I turned Mamata Aunty towards me, and she blushed, knowing that I was hungry to see her bare breasts.

Bra cups were loosely gripping her massive breasts. I moved it up hurriedly up to her neckline, giving me the most treasured view of my life, her naked, soft and heavy breasts. Mamata Aunty eagerly pressed my face onto her breasts. I was feeling their smoothness and softness all over my face.

Then I brought my mouth over her right breast nipple to suck it while lying on top of her. Mamata Aunty moaned loudly and wrapped her hands around me more tightly. My mouth hungrily sucked her sensitive, elongated, rubbery nipple, making her groan with pleasure.

My tongue kept rolling around Mamata Aunt’s nipple, giving her pleasure. I pressed her right breast wildly with both my hands, making her nipples pop out more. I sucked them and bit them gently, making her moan loudly with ecstasy.

I alternately played with both her breasts, giving Mamata Aunty pleasure. She pulled me more into her. I buried my face in her massive breasts’ cleavage. Mamata Aunt’s hands were constantly moving on my back and massaging my hair.

Sucking Mamata Aunt’s magnificent breasts became simply exuberant. It showed how much she was enjoying it, too. I raised, sat on my knees facing her, keeping my knees around her body, gripping her waist between my knees and thighs. We stared at each other.

I massaged her massive breasts, absorbing the view of her magnificent breasts, fleshy tummy and her cute face. I removed my shirt. Mamata Aunty moved her hands on my chest, feeling it in her soft hands. She tweaked both my nipples and smiled at me naughtily, which encouraged me.

I lowered my face onto Mamata Aunt’s cute face and kissed her lips, all over her cute face again. Later, we even sucked each other’s tongue for a few seconds, sucking each other’s saliva. I tried to remove her blouse from her arms. Mamata Aunty quickly understood.

She raised her hands and helped me remove it from her arms. As I removed her blouse and bra, I gripped both her raised hands and pushed them onto the bed above her head. Then I started licking her hands, moved down to her cleanly shaved armpits.

Since her hands were raised, her sensitive soft armpits were accessible to my eager mouth. Mamata Aunty moaned in excitement as my tongue moved onto her sensitive right armpit. I licked her soft armpit and bit it gently. Mamata Aunty moaned.

She quivered with excitement as I hungrily licked and bit both her armpits. In the excitement, she tried to pull her hand down from above her head to lock down her armpits as she could not resist my tongue on her sensitive armpits. But I gripped both her hands and pushed them on bed and kept on kissing her armpits. I moved from her left armpit to right and in between gave kisses on Mamata Aunt’s lips moving my tongue licking and kissing all over her upper body from her armpits, lips, nipples , her slender neck and all over face, her ears and forehead.

Once satisfied with Mamata Aunt’s upper body, I moved down to her tummy and stopped near her navel. I inserted my tongue into Mamata Aunt’s navel making her go wild as she gasped aloud with ecstasy “Aahh…..chinnuuuu…slowlyyyy.”

I was horny and I could feel Mamata Aunty was aroused as she moaned and saw her rubbing her crotch over her saree. I knew it was time to make love to Mamata Aunty. I hurriedly tugged my hands near her petticoat top and removed her saree folds from underneath it as much as possible. I saw Mamata Aunt’s petticoat cord holding tightly over her belly. I pulled the cord and her petticoat became loose. I tugged my hand underneath her petticoat and pulled it entirely down her legs along with the saree.

Mamata Aunty was lying before me in just her panty. Her fleshy thighs were bare open in front of my hungry eyes. Mamata Aunty blushed seeing me staring at her body. But she lied on the bed anxiously waiting for my next move with just a white panties on her body. I was in no hurry as I had all night to enjoy my sexy Aunt’s body. But I was curious to know Priya might be thinking seeing her mother’s body being fondled and groped. I kissed her fleshy inner thighs and moved my closer to the panty covered sacred pussy of my Aunty. Close to her crotch I could feel the heat and moistness coming from her well aroused pussy. I saw her panty drenched wet as she was being aroused by me.

Smell of Mamata Aunt’s love juices made me horny and I just buried my face on her panty covered crotch, licking it, tasting it, sucking it and biting it. She moaned and quivered in excitement letting me know that she was liking it. Mamata Aunty put her hands on my head and pushed it more onto her crotch, moaning and saying, “Oh yes Rajesh… oh yes darling.”

I couldn’t wait anymore. I held her panty waistband and pulled it down to her feet and threw it. Mamata Aunty was nude and didn’t try to hide her body from my prying eyes as she usual did. I quickly removed my pants and briefs in one pull to release my hard 8’ inch cock free and was naked.

I waved my cock towards wardrobe where Priya was hiding in the wardrobe and wondered what will be thinking seeing me and her mother naked. Turning back, I stared at Mamata Aunt’s pussy which was neatly trimmed. Maybe she trimmed it before coming here, I thought. I sat between her thighs, roamed my palm on her pussy and she smiled at me encouraging me. I buried my face into her swollen wet pussy and tasted her pussy aroma. Her juices smell was highly intoxicating and the swollen Mamata Aunt’s pussy and her throbbing labia were asking me to rub them, lick them and suck them. I hungrily sucked Mamata Aunt’s clit which had swollen, moved my tongue frantically over it. She put her hands on my head and pushed it on her crotch showing her desire to be licked and sucked.

Mamata Aunty moaned loudly “Ahh….chinnuuu……Rajeshhhh,” as my tongue started to move frantically over her swollen clit. I swayed my head left and right frantically gripping her clit in my mouth. She moaned and shook her body with excitement as I sucked her sensitive clitoris. Keeling and bending, I sucked her pussy and inserted my fingers in her pussy. I inserted one and then two fingers into her well aroused pussy and decided to finger fuck and lick her clit till she have a powerful orgasm. Her daughter had taught me that last night.

My tongue was moving over Mamata Aunt’s clit and my two fingers was busy fingering her wet pussy furiously. She began to moan loudly, “Ahhh…ohhhh…..Rajeshhhh…moreeee…….Chinnuu. Push in more. I am cumminggggg.” And her entire body started to shake like a leaf in the wind.

Mamata Aunty removed her hands from my head and thrust her body wildly on the bed wildly, as she experienced a powerful orgasm by my oral act. I moved my left hand up over her right breast twitching her nipples making her go wild by being touched. Soon Mamata Aunty just started to shout loudly, as a powerful orgasm hit her entire body, shuddering and shaking her body wildly. ”Ohhh …aaarrgghh…..I can’t….I want……..” Mamata Aunty had gone berserk with her impending orgasm. I knew she wanted to take her.

Love juices flowed out of Mamata Aunt’s pussy abundantly and she wildly swayed her hands making bangles sounds. She thrashed her hands on the bed with excitement due to the powerful orgasm she was having. I kept on licking and finger fucking her pussy furiously throughout her orgasm making her cum harder than ever.

I knew she was waiting for me to take her and I wanted it to be a memorable for her. I got on top of her, eager to penetrate her while she was enjoying her ongoing orgasm. I raised her legs, resting it on my shoulders. Aunty stared at me blushing, seeing me ready to fuck her.

I placed my cock tip on the opening of Mamata Aunt’s throbbing pussy and turned back at the wardrobe to see Priya’s reaction. I saw her face out of the door and showed me a thumbs up sign giving the green signal to take her mother. I nodded and turned back at Mamata Aunty. Her orgasm was yet not over and her body was still shaking. I inserted my thick cock into her pussy and pushed hard inside her. She gasped loudly. Mamata Aunty was pulling her legs back, her knees now resting on her tummy and her pussy was in perfect position to enter her in missionary. I pushed my cock inside her wet pussy inch by inch very easily. Seeing her eagerness, I gave a hard push and my cock was half way inside Mamata Aunt’s wet pussy. I gave another hard push and my cock penetrated her fully hitting her cervix. Her eyes were widened sensing her pussy being filled up after long time. To please her, I furiously began to ram my cock in and out of her wet pussy.

Mamata Aunty moaning loudly, she said, “Yes…yes…dear…..slowly…darling.” I was amused to hear her call me darling not Chinnu as my cock pounded her. I never stopped even for a second and started fucking her even before her first orgasm subdued. I wanted to give my Aunt another orgasm, but this time with my cock not by my fingers.

I furiously rammed my cock into her pussy burying it deep in her and pulling it back fully and burying again into her wildly. My cock began to feel heavenly feeling around it as her hot, wet vaginal walls gripped my cock tighter sucking it back into the entire depth of her sacred love hole.

Mamata Aunty screamed loudly, “Oh my God……..fuck…fuck me darling.” This encouraged me more I fucked her furiously more than ever ramming my cock wildly and deeply in her pussy which was oozing out juices abundantly. Her massive breasts were swaying on her chest wildly as I drilled her.

Mamata Aunty raised her hands and placed them on my shoulders. Then she pulled my upper body down by pulling my shoulders down gesturing she wanted to be kissed while my lower body rammed into her pussy. I understood, lowered my upper body till our both lips met. We began to kiss passionately while she fucked me back by raising her ass of the bed. We both fucked each other wildly as our lower bodies moved rhythmically making “flap” sounds as our flesh dashing into each other bodies furiously.

As I laid on top of Mamata Aunt’s body, a bit cross, due to this, my cockhead dashed on right side vaginal wall of her throbbing hot pussy. This created more friction and both of us gasped as my cock moved in a different angle making our bodies enjoy more pleasure due to higher friction in our fucking.

Mamata Aunty began to scream again with excitement “Yes darling……give me more..yesssss…like that dear…fuck me hard…oohhh…oh no….I am……..I am coming againnn,” She expressed her impending orgasm. In the excitement she wrapped her legs around my lower back and engulfed me completely in her caressing womanhood by wrapping her arms around my upper back.

I too shouted loudly calling her name, “Aunty…. Ohhh…Mamathaaaa…aaarrrggg” I experienced cum gushing out of my balls building up to a powerful orgasm. My entire body brushed against Mamata Aunt’s soft voluptuous body with her massive soft tits brushing against my chest and my face lying over her cute face.

Then we heard clapping and I knew it was her daughter, Priya. I turned and saw Priya standing naked near the bed, clapping and showing her appreciation for our performance. Mamata Aunty who was busy enjoying her orgasm didn’t hear the clapping sound, but looked, as my head was turned back. Seeing her daughter in the room, her face turned white in fear.

The story continues in next part.

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