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We were kissing, and Aunty was still playing with my balls. I was getting really hard now and tried to move my pants aside to free my member. But Aunty stopped me and directed my hand to her pussy over her yellow saree.
She sat down on my lap, still kissing me. I had one of my hands on her boobs and the other over her navel. She had one of hers on my boobs and the other over my neck. Nita also got up and joined in on the kissing action with us.
We broke the hot kissing session and looked at each other. Nita started kissing Aunty while she was sitting on me. I was pressing Aunty’s boobs while she was holding Nita’s face. Nita had her hands on my boobs and was pressing them.
All this was making it really hard now. I was poking Aunty with my dick over her saree. We all broke the session and stood up to put our sarees in place. Aunty was wearing her mangalsutra around her neck. Nita also had a thick chain that looked like a mangalsutra.
So Aunty came to me with a fancy-looking mangalsutra that she wears for parties and made me wear it. I was blushing from the inside, and we started having fun. Nita got up from the bed, took Aunty’s hand and made her sit on the bed.
Nita sat to the right, and I sat to her left, and Aunty was stuck in the middle. I went close to Aunty’s lips but pulled Nita and started kissing her. Aunty wanted to join in, and she started kissing both Nita and me.
We were having a three-way kiss, and Nita slid her tongue into Aunty’s mouth. I followed Nita, and we were exploring each other’s mouths, and our saliva was dripping out. Aunty had her hands on us. She had her left hand on my navel, and her right hand on Nita’s crotch.
I had one hand on Aunty’s boobs, and with the other, I was holding her face. Nita had one hand on my crotch and the other on Aunty’s navel. Nita used to press on my crotch. In turn, I was pressing Aunty’s boobs, and Aunty used to pinch my navel and press Nita’s crotch simultaneously.
It was turning all of us on, and Aunty made the first move. She stopped making out, pushed us a bit, caught her breath and got down on her knees. She lifted our sarees and petticoat, moved aside our panties and held our hard dicks.
She was surprised to see our dicks. Nita’s was a bit long and slender, mine was a bit short and fatter. She was surprised to see bigger dicks than her husband’s (of course, I know lol). Mine was around 5 inches, and Nita’s was around 6. She started playing with our dicks. She bent down and took Nita’s dick in her mouth.
Nita started moaning while Aunty was giving me a handjob. Aunty was switching between dicks, and I must say she had a great mouth. Nita and I got even more turned on, and we started making out wildly like we usually do. Nita was holding Aunty’s head and mouth fucking her.
I was holding Nita’s navel, squeezing it, and pulling her close. After a while, Nita let go of Aunty, and Aunty was trying to catch her breath while Nita was breathing heavily in my mouth. Aunty got up, pushed me on the bed, pulled her saree up, and came and sat on my face.
She had already gone commando, and I could smell her wet, leaking pussy. The smell was intoxicating. She had a small bush on her pussy, but that didn’t stop me from putting my tongue in her juicy pussy. She let out a loud moan as soon as my tongue touched her pussy walls.
She tasted salty and sweet at the same time. I was flicking her pussy, and I could feel Aunty shivering within seconds. It looked like she was having an orgasm; she was moaning loudly. We were scared that someone might hear us. I could hear Nita going towards Aunty and kissing her, so she kept quiet.
I could feel Nita sitting on my stomach and pressing Aunty’s boobs while Aunty was squeezing mine with pleasure. Within minutes, Aunty had a few orgasms, and she fell on me all tired, but Nita and I were just getting started. Nita was removing Aunty’s saree.
Aunty was tired of her pussy on my face. I moved Aunty aside, and finally, I could breathe some fresh air. I got up and helped Nita, and Aunty was trying to catch her breath. We again made Aunty sleep in the middle.
We started to suck on her boobs while I had one hand on Aunty’s pussy, rubbing it, and Nita was pressing my already red navel. My hand was completely wet from the Aunty juice. Aunty was feeling tired and asked us to stop for a while.
All of us lay on the bed. I was on the left with Aunty in the middle and Nita on the right. I had my right hand on Nita’s now erect cock. I was giving her a slow handjob.
My hands were wet with Aunty’s juices, which was giving Nita a warm sensation. Nita had her eyes closed and was giving soft, seductive moans. Aunty, who was between us, was enjoying the scene. By this time, my dick had become soft. This soft play went on for a while.
This soft play made Nita harder, and she was making me thrust her dick with my hands faster. Nita was building up to cum, but I didn’t want her to end so soon, and I pulled back my hand. With this frustration, she got mad, got up, and went to the bathroom.