Author’s disclaimer: This is a fictional story, and any resemblance to real life is purely unintentional. All the characters are 19+.
This story is about how I managed to fuck my neighbour aunty. Hi guys, I’m Roshan, a few years back I was in my B.Tech final year. I was at home between semester holidays. We stay in an apartment, and our floor has two flats opposite each other.
A couple stays in our opposite flat. Aunty’s name is Manasa, and she’s so hot. Her skin tone is milky white, and her biggest asset is her boobs. They are so huge. No matter what she wears, her boobs stand out. On top of that, she’s in her lactation period. Uff, I’m going to smash them.
The first time I saw her was when she came to our home to greet us. She wore a salwar kameez, and her boobs stood out. When she knocked on the door, I opened it and fixed my eyes on her boobs till she shook me with her hand. I invited her to my home, and she’s speaking with my family.
I went to my bedroom and saw her boobs from my bed. She looked at me and adjusted the dupatta to cover her boobs. That’s when I decided, I’m going to fuck her at any cost.
A few months had passed by, I went back to college, graduated with a job and came back home. I developed a cordial relationship with her. I went to her home with the sweet box. She was kneading the flour at that moment.
Me: “Aunty, I got a job. Here is the sweet box, have it.”
Manasa: “Congratulations, Roshan, you are damn smart, huh! I will eat the sweets later on, I’m kneading the dough.”
Damn, the way she’s kneading the dough, I want to knead her boobs. She’s wearing a nighty and her prominent boobs stood out. I got an instant boner.
Me: “No, aunty, you have to eat them now. I’ll feed you, don’t worry.”
I took a sweet and leaned my hand to feed her. She opened her lips, and in the pretext of feeding, I touched her lips. Damn soft. She understood my intention; her eyes widened. She bit the sweet and blushed.
Manasa: “It’s too sweet, Roshan.’
Me: “Not as sweet as you, aunty.”
Manasa: “Where did you learn this flirty language?” (she said while blushing).
Me: “Beauty needs to be appreciated, Aunty. No language is enough to praise your hot body, aunty.”
I became bold. She playfully struck my shoulder while blushing. Her boobs swayed when she did that. Oh damn, she isn’t wearing a bra. I stared at her boobs for a couple of seconds. She stood up and went to the kitchen after kneading the dough.
Me: “Where is the baby, aunty?”
Manasa: “He’s sleeping in the bedroom.”
Me: “The food that you are making is for him?” (I asked her with innocent eyes.)
Manasa: “Of course not, he’s a baby, can’t eat this kind of food.”
Me: “Oh, then what he will eat?”
Manasa: “He drinks only milk, nothing else.”
Me: “Oh, shall I bring some milk packets then aunty?”
Manasa: “You really don’t know or are acting innocent, Roshan?”
Me: “What, aunty? How else will he drink the milk?”
I asked her with a naughty smile. She knew I was just toying with her. She smiled and spoke.
Manasa: “He’s a baby, he’ll drink my milk.”
Me: “Oh yeah, milk from your boobs. I wonder what they taste like.”
She took the roti stick in her hand and sighed to hit me. I excused myself to use her bathroom. There were some used clothes in a bin. I searched for the bra but found a pair of red panties instead.
I released my dick from my pants and sniffed her panties. The scent made my dick hard. I shook my dick while sniffing the panty, and while cumming I made sure to leave some drops inside the panty. I then hung it on a side bar to make sure she sees it when she uses the bathroom. I went back to my house.
A couple of days later, I met her in the elevator. She’s wearing a pink saree, and as usual, my eyes are fixed on her boobs. She looked at me, probably remembered the panty scene and smiled.
Manasa: “You are a naughty boy, aren’t you?”
Me: “Your curves make me naughty.”
Manasa: “Come to my home at 10 pm.”
She left while smiling. I was so excited that I’m going to get lucky tonight. I bathed and wore a nice set of clothes. At 10 pm, I rang her doorbell.
Manasa: “Come in.”
She was wearing a t-shirt and cotton pants. Her boobs are prettier because of the t-shirt. Her face looked stressed.
Me: “What happened, Aunty? Why do you look stressed?”
Manasa: “Nothing, just. Do you want some water? Let’s watch a movie.”
Me: “Well, I didn’t come here to watch the movies. What happened that you are nervous?”
Manasa: “Okay, you know that my breasts are big. The thing is, my breasts produce more milk than the baby consumes. So even after feeding the baby, the breasts hurt because of the excess milk.”
Me: “Oh, I get it. Then uncle would have helped you, right?”
Manasa: “Yeah, he did, but he’s out of town for a week. So, my breasts have been hurting since yesterday.”
Me: “Aunty, you called me to suck your boobs?”
Manasa’s face became red because of my blunt question. She stammered but smiled. “Yeah, I thought you liked my breasts, so there won’t be any problem, right?”
Me: “Aunty, are you serious? Of course, absolutely no problem. I love to feast on your boobs.”
I got excited and hugged her tightly. Her big boobs were pressing my chest, and her scent was intoxicating. My dick was getting erect. We sat on the sofa. I asked her to remove her t-shirt.
She hesitantly removed her t-shirt, which revealed her massive boobs in a pink bra. Uff, that was the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. She then reached for her bra hooks and removed the bra. The white milk tankers got released, they are of a tear shape. Her pink nipples are the standout of the show.
I touched her boobs with both hands and tried to weigh them with my hands. She was in shame when I did that. They’re so massive. I then pinched her nipple. She jerked.
Me: “Aunty, they are so big and beautiful.”
Manasa: “I know, they are big. That’s the problem.”
Me: “The milk will be sufficient for the entire apartment, aunty.”
I said while fondling her boobs.
Manasa: “Shut up! Suck the milk out of them.”
Me: “Oh yes aunty, I will”
I then fell on her lap in a sleeping position. When I looked up, I couldn’t see her face. It was only her massive boobs that were visible. She then guided her nipple to my mouth. I suckled her boobs for five minutes. Hot milk gushed into my mouth. The milk was thick, and it tasted okay.
Her breast size was considerably reduced because I sucked her milk. Now I could see her face. She closed her eyes and bit her lips. She started playing with my hair and hummed a song. Maybe she used to sing songs for the baby while feeding him. My erection sported for the obvious reasons.
After some time, I sucked all of her milk from the left breast. She opened her eyes and was shocked to see my erection. I shifted to the right breast. She was just looking at my erection with her mouth open.
Me: “Aunty, it’s not fair. You are just taking care of your needs. What about mine?” I said while rubbing my erection.
Manasa: “What kind of needs do you have?”
I removed the zip of my pants, and my dick bounced. I then guided her hand to my dick, and she started giving me a handjob. Her hands were smooth. The way she is playing with my dick, she must have a lot of experience.
While I suckled her right boob, she was giving me a handjob. I felt on cloud nine, a dream come true. Sucking her milky boobs while she is masturbating me is a dream come true. Soon, I started to cum on her hands. Her right boob also became empty, and I can see her face relieved.
Part two coming soon. Mail your thoughts to [email protected]. Thank you.