I vividly remember my first brush with her. I was 18 years old and I had not worn briefs under my shorts. Anjali Aunty pointed to my penis and said,' I can see all'! To my horror and embarrassment, I realized that my fly was open and my penis was hanging out. I must have forgotten to zip up after peeing. I was always very embarrassed about the size of my penis. At that young age, it was a good 8 inches long even when not erect and my shorts had to be longer to keep it enclosed. It was 2 inches thick and the head was large and red looking. `Come here', she said. I walked towards her, my long cock swinging back and forth, not knowing what to expect. She held my penis in her hand for a few moments and gently tucked it back into my shorts. `You are a grownup boy now. You must put on underwear', she said. Was an aunt supposed to do this? I did not think so but I did not mind. Her touch had caused my penis to start erecting. Her eyebrows went up but she did not say anything more at that time. She got called away. Her touch had felt good but I had no idea at that time that one could `take matters into one's own hands'! Aunt Anjali was my father's brother's wife. She was a teacher in a school. My uncle was an accountant. They had three children, my cousins. They were younger than me. Two girls and a boy. They lived in another town where I often went during my school vacations. Their home was small but they took us in gladly. We would all sleep together in the two rooms. When they came to our town, we would similarly put them up in the small space that we called our home. All us cousins happily played together, no matter which town. Aunt Anjali was a great cook and her meals were famous in the family. After this incident, I started looking at her more carefully. She would often catch me looking and we would smile at each other like conspirators. She started treating me more kindly than before, giving me my favorite food to eat and kissing me on the cheek or hugging me longer at the slightest pretext. I hugged her right back and pressed my body into hers. Aunt Anjali is plump and has a large hourglass figure. She has a pretty face and a long neck. She has short hair, finding them easier to maintain. Her breasts are large, conical and pointed and her tight blouses show them off well. Her ass is huge but shapely. Her ass cheeks sway, undulate and swing when she walks and there is nothing she can do to hide her assets. Her thighs and hips are in proportion to the rest of her body. A sight to behold, even with her clothes on. She dresses conservatively but can not help the fact that she is so sexy. I had often seen her come out of the bathroom with only her blouse and petticoat on and now started observing her more carefully. I had become more conscious of the times that she would go for a shower so I could take a look at her when she emerged. I would listen to the swish of her clothes as she removed them and the small sounds she made as she moved. She is putting water on herself! She is soaping herself! She is removing the soap! She is drying herself! I would wonder what she looked like naked or how she soaped herself. I was tickled by the thought of her soaping her nipples or her cunt. When she went for a pee, I would stand outside and listen intently for the sounds inside. First the sound of the clothes brushing against the body as they were raised. Then, the lower sound of panties being lowered. Then the commode seat creaking to accommodate the large buttocks and then the rill of the liquid splashing into the bowl. I would try to imagine that stream emerging from those cunt lips and arcing into the air before meeting the water of the pot. Then, the rubbing sound of a wet cunt being dried and the flush! With an erection in my trousers, I would run for fear of being caught. I was once asked to take my shower immediately after she had finished taking hers. As I went in and closed the door, I saw her clothes in the bucket. I disentangled her bra and panties from the pile. Her bra had the number 40DD on a label. I put my finger into the bra where her nipples would have been and patted the area. Her panties bore the label `XL' and although white in colour, were stained yellow at the part which would be against her cunt. I raised the crotch to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her musky smell along with a faint smell of urine filled my nostrils and I kissed and licked her crotch till there was no smell left! I became bolder and would hug my aunt from behind, lightly letting my penis rub the furrow of her bottom. My hands would meet at the exposed skin near her midriff and snake upwards to touch the bottom of a heavy boob. My aunt would accept these caresses and kiss me on the cheek and hold my head at her shoulder. I did not know what to do with the resultant erection. I would press it down and feel good. I became like a pet dog. Following my aunt wherever she went, helping her with whatever she did and spending less and less time with my cousins. One night, one more couple came to stay in the already overcrowded home and I was moved to the master bedroom to sleep with my uncle, aunt and three cousins, all on one large bed. I was asked to sleep on the farthest end of the bed, with my uncle sleeping on the other side. My aunt was finishing off some chores in the kitchen. I fell asleep but woke up when I heard sounds. My aunt was asking my uncle to increase the speed of the fan since she was feeling extremely hot. For some reason, I pretended to be asleep. My aunt came near me and I closed my syes tight. `The children are fast asleep', she said. And then she lowered her sari and started opening the buttons of her blouse. `Are you going to change now?', asked my uncle. ` I am feeling unbearably hot. I wish I could take off all my clothes and sleep naked', she replied. I watched with half open eyes and a fast erecting penis. She removed her blouse and I could see the outlines of those large boobs encased in her bra. Her cleavage and the slopes of those globes were visible. The street light was casting a dim glow into the room. She unhooked her bra and removed it. I held my breath as my cock leapt in my pants at this sight. Her nipples were dark and large. The aureoles were darker still and very very large. They covered a very large area of each boob. But even as I was taking in this sight, my aunt put the bra on the bed and put on the blouse again buttoning up only two of the siz buttons. Next, she bent down and started raising her sari and petticoat. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. For a brief moment, I spied a black patch and then the clothes covered those plump thighs and the treasure in between. She went to the bathroom and came back after a few minutes. By this time, my uncle was snoring loudly. She slipped into bed beside me, between me and my cousins, and in a few moments started breathing slowly as if fast asleep. I was about to nod off myself when I heard her clothes rustle. She removed the sari from above her blouse and her big mounds, covered by a thin garment were inches away from my eyes. I moved my head towards her carefully and feasted my eyes on this lovely sight. No sari, no bra, just a thin, half-unbuttoned blouse covering two mountains! Even as I was looking on, she raised her sari and petticoat to her knees. Her eyes were closed. Probably, in her sleep, the summer heat was getting to her and she was unconsciously rearranging her clothes to let the air flow around her body. Her action brought her legs into view and I could see her knees and a little bit of her plump thighs. I could not believe my luck! In a few moments, she turned towards me and in that small space, her right leg covered my left hand, both my legs and my erection! My hand was now touching her naked thigh. The skin was soft and smooth and the resultant current running through me, jolted my penis! Her naked leg and my cock were separated by the thin cloth of my pajamas. Here was my chance to touch the treasures that I had only been looking at from a distance so far. My right hand was free to get a feel of her boobs. My left hand was inches from her cunt. I put my right hand on my chest so that the palm rested flat on the slope of her left boob. The boob was soft and spongy. I pressed down a little and a soft moan escaped her lips. I stopped pressing. As she quieted down again, I cupped and pressed her boob gently and explored its surface to locate the nipple. I came to a nub covered by her blouse and touched it gently with my index finger. I softly held it between two fingers. I had never thought that this could ever happen! Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my invading fingers. She exclaimed, `It is so hot today!' and opened the other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My uncle continued his snoring. Was she awake? Was this an invitation? Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my invading fingers. She exclaimed, `It is so hot today!' and opened the other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My uncle continued his snoring. Was she awake? Was this an invitation? Did it matter? I had my left hand lying `innocently' on her breasts. She had a naked leg on my burgeoning penis and my left hand was trapped somewhere between her thighs, touching soft naked skin! At the age of 18, with no prior sexual experience of any kind, this was a lot! By this time, I was thinking with my erect cock. After a moment or two, she started breathing rhythmically again. I moved my hand and very gently, inch by agonizing inch moved the left flap of her blouse aside. A large naked boob with a dark brown aureole, 2 inches in diameter and a very large erect teat were unveiled. I stared at it in fascination. I knew that babies sucked milk from here. I wanted to lick it but did not want to get caught by taking a precipitate step. Aunt Anjali now moved even closer. The leg on my cock moved a little more and her entire body was now touching mine. My right hand was placed between her thighs. I moved it up carefully only to find a fold of her petticoat blocking the way to the treasure between her legs. But my palm could feel it! Something soft lay there! With that avenue temporarily blocked, I came back to looking at the boob which was now no more than a couple of inches from my lips. My aunt moved her left hand slowly and started scratching herself on the nipple! Her fingers touched my nose several times. The nipple erected itself still more and was now nearly half an inch long. The hand moved to the back of my head and I was engulfed in a loose embrace! The nipple was now touching my lips. I could not hold back any longer and I opened my mouth and closed it on that fat, juicy teat! I licked and sucked it quietly but energetically, but my aunt seemed not to notice. My first boob suck! What a treat! With 4 other people on the bed with us, I was licking and sucking my aunt's nipple! After a few moments, my aunt removed her hand from behind my head and slowly moved it to my belly where she placed it on my erect cock, shaping it but not really doing anything. To do so, she had to move her leg back and a larger gap formed between her thighs. I could now maneuver my hand. I moved aside her clothes and placed my palm on the naked thigh above them. A shudder passed through my body as I touched her there. Inching my palm ahead, I came to some hair. I was surprised. I did not know that women had hair there though I should have guessed that they did, since I had a healthy bush around my genitals. I moved my hand around and touched a very soft pair of thick, protruding lips which felt wet. Was this what lay between women's legs? You see, even at 18, I was quite innocent of sex and all matters sexual, and it was these recent dalliances with my aunt that had awakened these desires in me. I had not seen any pictures or photographs. Up until now, I was just not too interested. I did have the occasional wet dream and an erection if I saw a hot scene on TV or in a film but I felt ashamed and wanted it to go away. I started patting the area of her genitals. They were a mess of wet hills and wetter valleys with sparse vegetation in the form of hair. I folded my fingers and using only the index finger started gently feeling around and exploring this large twat. I located two sets of thick, heavy, smooth lips and a hole which seemed to be the source of all the liquids. The finger seemed to get sucked in of its own and my aunt started an up and down movement on it. Can you imagine this big-bottomed woman taking your finger into her hole and then thrashing on it? Her pelvic thrusts were so strong that I thought that my small hand would break! She placed her hand near mine and made me thrust into her affair with two and then three fingers. Having accomplished this, her hand held her boob and she touched her nipple to my lips. I started sucking the proffered teat. She pressed her nipple to my lip and started pulling it in and out fast in time with her pelvic thrusts. Her grip on my cock tightened. SHE WAS AWAKE! I was excited and even though I did not fully understand what was happening, my instincts had taken over. I started sucking the nipple and sucked the whole aureole into my mouth. I had so much boob in my mouth that my teeth were scraping the smooth skin. My finger was pistoning into and out of her cunt. She was leaking liquid and all my fingers and even my palm was wet with them. Her musk was in the air and although we had lost all sense of time and place as well as the presence of the others on the bed with us, we were fortunate that they were sleeping the sleep of the dead. Her hand now pulled my pajama strings and lowering the pajama, she held my erect and fast growing 8-inch cock in her soft palm. She gripped it fiercely and started an exciting up and down movement. Her pelvic thrusts reached a crescendo and in a couple of minutes, I felt a strong release, as if a dam had burst inside me and my cock started losing its erection. Her hand was wet with the copious streams of thick liquid that shot out of my cock and also fell on her thighs and our clothes. She herself shuddered violently and her fierce thrusting stopped. She gently extricated her nipple from my mouth. To the best of my knowledge, she had not opened her eyes throughout this entire episode. I feel asleep and woke up very late next morning to find every one gone. My cousins were playing, my uncle had left for work and my aunt was cooking in the kitchen. My pajama strings had been tied and there was no sign of my semen anywhere. I love hearing from readers. The more mischievous the better. Who knows where that might take us! Please send comments to prahaarprahaar@h... This is a true story with the names changed. Enjoy this continuation! For continuity, please read Aunt Anjali - Chapters 1 and 2 I fell asleep and woke up very late next morning to find every one gone. My cousins were playing, my uncle had left for work and my aunt was cooking in the kitchen. My pajama strings had been tied and there was no sign of my semen anywhere. My interactions with my aunt were unnatural, to say the least. We behaved as if nothing had happened. However, a lot had actually gone on between us. She was my first sexual partner and if you have fingered a woman to orgasm and she has jerked you off, any `normal' interaction can only be a pretense. Well, we did not get a chance to be alone again for the next three days. Their guests stayed only the one night and so the next night, I was banished to the other room. Three days later, my cousins went off for a previously scheduled picnic and my uncle was away on a business trip. When my aunt and I walked back after dropping off my cousins, it started raining heavily. Since we were not carrying umbrellas, we got completely drenched. We walked fast but were wet to the skin within moments. I looked upon my wet aunt with interest. Her clothes were plastered to her skin as if they had been sprayed on. Every curve of her large, voluptuous body was visible. The most prominent feature was her large bottom. It swayed and wiggled and every rounded inch was visible. Each fleshy cheek rose up and came down and although I knew nothing about intercourse, I suddenly felt the need to place my cock between those lovely large buttocks! She might as well have been naked! She saw me looking at her body and looked at my crotch where my wet clothes had outlined my penis. We reached home and were alone for the first time since that fateful night when our special relationship began. She carefully shut and locked the door and looking at me quizzically, said, `We are going to catch a cold, unless we remove these wet clothes quickly. Let us not catch the flu.' I nodded my head. I was willing to do whatever she wanted me to! She started removing her sari and was soon standing there in her blouse and petticoat. `Take off your clothes. What are you waiting for?' she said. I had been busy looking at her boobs, barely held back by her blouse and bra. I smiled my embarrassment. Seeing my hesitation, she came up to me and started unbuttoning my shirt. She pulled out the part tucked into my trouser and unbuttoned the last two buttons at the bottom, her hand brushing my penis which was fat erecting at the possibilities in the unfolding situation. Her boobs were inches from my chest and I could see the ample upper slopes. She had me out of my shirt and undershirt in moments and while removing them, she playfully pinched my nipples. They erected a little and I was startled at the violent lurch I felt in my penis. My aunt then asked me if I had a girl friend. I sheepishly responded in the negative. She asked me if I had ever seen a naked woman before. I said that I had not. She asked me if I wanted to. I remained tongue- tied. By this time, she had removed my belt and was unzipping my trousers. She bent and holding the trousers, she asked me to step out of them. I did, embarrassed by the huge erection that my briefs could barely contain. She put all my clothes aside and then started pulling my briefs down. Suddenly, I started feeling shy. Putting my hands on hers, I restrained her. `What's wrong? Why are you stopping me?' she asked. I confessed my shyness to her. She said that she had seen me naked very often as a child. I told her that I was no longer a child. She said that she would always be my aunt and I, her nephew and that an aunt had rights on her nephews. Seeing that I remained unconvinced, she said that she would take off her clothes too, if I would agree to keep it our secret, and then we would both be on an equal footing. I agreed to keep it a secret. She closed her eyes and asked me to take off whichever of her clothes that I wanted and look at whatever I wanted to see! I needed no second invitation and I started clumsily unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her large voluptuous breasts encased in a sheer bra, the nipples indenting the cups. I looked upon those treasures for the first time in the light of day and feasted my eyes on them. Aunt Anjali opened her eyes, looked at me, and asked me gently why I had stopped. I put my arms around her back and groped for the fastening of her bra. Being the large woman that she was, in so doing, our chests touched and she let out a sigh. She hugged me to her ample bosom and ground her boobs into my chest. After a small struggle, I managed to open her bra and coming out of the hug, I slid the straps off her shoulders. What an erotic sight! Large conical breasts, the size of cantaloupes with dark, 2-inch areolas and large half-inch nipples leapt into view, released from their confinement. The nipples were erect and slightly shriveled, being wet. My aunt covered her boobs with her palms and asked me not to stare at them. I said that this was not fair since I had not covered up anything. She smilingly said, `The main part is still covered!' I was embarrassed by this reference to my penis but at the same time was tickled by my aunt's uninhibited sexy talk. I went for the drawstrings of her petticoat and pulled it loose, trying to slide it down her massive buttocks and thighs. I could not do it! She laughed at me and asked me to wait a moment. Pulling the skirt up, slowly revealing calves, knees, thighs and belly, she raised it over her head. As she was removing the garment, her face was covered and her boobs were swinging free. I playfully pinched her nipples and she shrieked. There she stood, a pair of white panties her only garment. She then asked me if she could remove my briefs but I insisted on removing her panties first. I knelt in front of her. I looked at her prominent panty covered cunt mound. The expected black patch was missing! Instead, I could only see a large pink protuberance. I hooked my fingers in the waistband and started lowering it. Her navel and then the pelvis and finally her unusually prominent mons revealed themselves. I stopped, entranced by the sight of my first cunt! Aunt Anjali decided that it was her turn to act shy and turning to face away from me, she raised her panties once again, giving me a momentary glimpse of her very large bottom before covering it up. For a moment, I felt like a child whose candy had been snatched away. `You are looking at everything before showing me anything,' she complained. I did not know what to say or do so I got up and hugged her from the back, my painfully erect penis encountering her bulbous panty covered bottom. `I will show you everything you want to see, Aunt Anjali. I promise.' I said as comfortingly as I could. My hands met her boobs and I pressed them into her chest. I pushed my cock into the crack of her ass, where it lodged itself comfortably. She did not protest but pushed back, allowing my cock better access. `And you will not talk to anyone about this?' she asked. I assured her that my lips were sealed. I once again knelt, this time behind her, and lowered her panties quickly. I did not linger this time. As she stepped out of them, she raised her legs one after the other providing me with exciting glimpses of her outsized cunt lips. Too soon though, she lowered her leg and I found myself looking at her large butt again. For the very first time in my life, I was in the presence of a completely naked woman! She turned around very quickly and told me that it was my turn now. In a few short moments, my thick and long penis was swinging naked and pendulum-like in front of her. This was the first time that anyone had seen my penis like this, except for my unintentional exposure a few days earlier. `You are so large. You are larger than your uncle', she said. `Does it often become like this'? She asked. I told her that of late, my penis was frequently and painfully swollen. `Do you do anything with it, then?' she inquired. I said that I did not know what to do with it. `I can help you remove the swelling and the pain but you will have to keep your promise to never tell anyone that we ever did this. Otherwise, we will both lose our reputations,' She said. I asked her to help me and she started to lead me into the bedroom. I followed. Aunt Anjali's large and naked bottom swayed tantalizingly. As we passed by the bathroom, she asked me to pee. She led me in and holding my erect cock asked me to go right ahead. I could not do it initially and after much effort, a small stream jetted out and fell into the gutter, there being no pot. My penis lost some of its erection. The pale yellow stream slowly gathered strength and I started peeing forcefully. She was watching all this with great interest and very lightly varying the pressure on my penis, causing the stream to reduce and spurt. Some of the drops fell on her fingers but she did not seem to mind. My penis was now menacingly erect. For the first time since I had brown up, someone had seen me pee. As soon as I finished, she bent at the knees and squatted, facing me. I was finally going to see and hear what I had only heard before! She looked at me, transparent lust in her eyes and I realized that she wanted me to see her doing this! A sight was incredibly sexy. Her legs and knees were wide apart and her great cunt was in full view. With her fingers, she parted those thick lips and I could now see the pink interior of her cunt. A forceful stream flowed out, arcing into the air and falling a good three feet away. She placed a finger inside her large lips, and started rubbing even as hew pee flowed, making a yellow pool between us. She moaned loudly. My cock jerked to erection in no time and she raised a hand to hold it tightly, frigging it as she peed and rubber herself, all the while looking into my eyes. Her moaning had reached a crescendo and the acrid smell of urine was in the air. My aunt must have had a full bladder because her pee stream continued unabated for a couple more minutes. The foregoing sex play as we stripped, the sight of this adult woman intentionally showing herself to me as she urinated and rubbed herself, the moaning, the odor and the tight frigging of my virgin cock were too stimulating for me. I felt my vision blur and my muscles go weak. I started moaning loudly and before I could stop myself, ejaculated thick gobs of hot spunk all over her squatting body. The copious ejaculate landed on her hair, face, boobs, belly and even on her peeing cunt. As she watched the jets of semen fly, she rubbed herself harder and then her moans suddenly stopped. A look, almost of satisfaction, crossed her eyes and as her stream of pee reduced to a trickle and stopped, she let go of my cock, scooped up my come and licked it, never breaking her eye contact with me.