When I got a chance to go to America, I was really excited. Mostly because after a very long time, I would get to hang out with my aunt Preethi. While rest of my colleagues stayed at the company guest house, I was invited to stay at aunt’s place. She had a small home in New jersey where she lived with her husband and two baby boys – two and five years old.
Back home, me and aunt Preethi lived across the street to each other. She moved to America after her marriage with her husband, who was also a software engineer like me. Our relationship over the phone became the norm. But we were still close.
I reached their home on a Saturday. Aunt Preethi was already waiting for me outside their home. She greeted me with a hug. I was surprised that she hugged me so tight, I could feel her body against mine. She welcomed me in and helped me get settle in.
I always had a thing for her. Back in Kerala, whenever she wore a saree, I used to sneak a peek at her. She was the hottest women in our neighbourhood. But she was never slutty in her looks. She always dressed properly. She was a proper lady.
America has changed her a lot. She dresses more modern now. T-shirt and trousers are the norm. Her hair dark and long. Flawless skin. Succulent and curves in all the right places. I have never noticed her like this. She was extraordinarily beautiful.
A month has gone by since I moved in. Her husband had gone for a business meeting outside the country for a few weeks.
One night, we were finished with our dinner. Her children were already asleep. As I passed by her open bedroom, she was making her bed. I could see a hint of her cleavage. Hoping to see more, I went in and stood by the bed and started to chat. She seemed oblivious to my intentions. She tucked her children under their blankets. The action pushing out her cleavage even more.
By now, I was starting to get hard. Fearing she might notice the erection, I wished her goodnight and left for my bedroom. But I couldn’t sleep. I lied in my bed for a couple of hours pondering. I needed to do something.
After debating with myself for another hour or so, I decided to try my luck. I got up from bed and silently moved to her bedroom, only to see the door shut. Slightly disappointed, but still optimistic, I wanted to see if it was locked. I was relieved to find out it wasn’t. Opening the door as quietly as I can, I entered her bedroom.
I could slightly make out the shape of her body from the street light entering through the window. Her t-shirt and pyjama pants hugged her, revealing her curves. Her children were asleep on the far side of the bed. I crawled into her side and lay down beside her. She was on her side, her back facing me.
I could almost feel the warmth of her body. I slowly placed my hand on her hips and waited for any reaction. She was still asleep. By now my urges have taken over and there was no stoping this. I moved in even closer, spooning her, gently pressing my erection on her. I moved my hand up her stomach and softly cupped her breast. I could feel her bra under her t-shirt.
Suddenly I felt her moving. She turned, pushing my hands off her, forcefully. Scared stiff, I lied there waiting for her move. I was sure she would start shouting. But she didn’t. I quickly placed my hand on her waist again and moved closer.
“Please. No one will know.” I moved in closer to her and kissed her. Although she resisted my actions, it felt half-hearted to me. I tightened my grip on her body. I kissed her lips, her cheeks, her forehead and her neck. She didn’t reciprocate with the same enthusiasm. But she didn’t resist as-well.
“Maybe she does want this. Maybe she’s just holding herself back”, I tried encouraging myself.
I wanted to see her properly. I moved to the bedside and turned on the night lamp. In the dim warmth light, I could see her, lying there. Her eyes fixed on mine. Fear clutching her heart. But I wasn’t gonna stop. The decision has already been made.
I moved on top of her. I pressed against her body and kissed her cheeks. My hand caressed her hair, her cheeks, her neck and slowly moved down to her breasts. As I firmly cupped her right breast, her eyes slowly closed, making her gasp.
Finally granted entrance, my tongue driving into her mouth, tentatively exploring. Pressing myself on her now, she could feel my erection grinding on her. I couldn’t wait anymore.
I took hold of the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, dropping them on the bed. Quickly, she covered her breasts with her hand, her eyes still closed. I removed her hands from her chest. With some resistance, she obliged to my action.
Her beige nursing bra suddenly reminded me that she was still breastfeeding her two year old. Her breasts were large. I opened one of the flaps of the bra, partly freeing her right breast. I closed my lips around her nipple and sucked hard, making her gasp again, but this time louder. Encouraged by her reaction, my lips tightened. I could start to taste the sweet and creamy flavour of her milk in my mouth.
My hand moved to her other breast. Opening the flap, I started kneading the breast and milk started dripping down my fingers. I shifted my lips to the newly freed nipples and sucked hard. She arched her spine, pushing her breast more into my mouth.
Soon the flow of milk stopped. I could feel the pressure building inside me. Raising myself up, I hooked my fingers into her pyjama pants, pulling them off her hips, along with her panties. I quickly removed my pyjamas and underwear and came on top of her. Putting my weight on her, I could feel her warm skin against mine.
She pulls her knees up willingly and I shift onto my elbows, my weight holding her down. I gripped my dick in one hand then positioned the tip.
I thrust deep into her pussy. She lets out a loud moan and I groaned as I bit down on her neck. I pull out slowly and again thrust in, easing myself in and out of her.
I speed up. She get louder as I pound on, picking up speed. Each hard thrust pushed her further into the mattress. I gazed into her face, eyes still shut tight, face contorted, her moans echoing in the room.
I feel her starting to stiffen around my dick as I fuck her again and again. Her body trembles, arching her spine. Loudly groaning, she comes, exploding around me as she climax under me.
I groan breathlessly as I come, thrusting hard, then pausing as I come into her and collapse. I laid there with my head nested in her neck.
After several minutes locked together, I pulled out of her, making her gasp one last time. I laid back on the bed, covering my nakedness with a blanket.
Soon enough, I felt the bed move. Fishing out her pantie and pyjama from under the mess, she slowly climbed off the bed. Covering her nakedness with the clothes in her hand, she moved to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
I came back to reality and was beginning to realise what just occurred. Looking over to the other side of the bed, her children were still asleep, unaware of what just happened to their mother. I got up and searched for my shorts and t-shirt. I found them on the floor and got dressed and went to my bedroom.
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/onco5z/sin_guilt_and_lust_part_i_sin_mf