Chapter 9

The day’s exertions had left me drained, and just as I had dozed off watching TV, the phone rang. It was Kalpana aunty. She had stepped out to buy some vegetables, and was calling me from a public phone booth at the market.

“Beta, I was just buying some vegetables, and I was wondering if you wanted to have something special for dinner tonight?”

“Oh aunty, why are you taking so much trouble for me?” I protested, “Anything will do.”

“Oh there is no trouble beta ... Jigna has gone for her picnic, and today Jatin bhai has also gone out of station for work, so I don’t have much work to do at home...” her voice trailed off.

There was a moment’s pause, and she was searching for what to say next.

“So beta, today I will cook some special dinner for you, and...” she continued. After a moment’s hesitation, she continued “ ... and I will be very happy if you can come home to my place for dinner today evening.”

There was hesitation in her voice, as she waited with baited breath to hear my response. I stalled, as if I were indecisive.

“Of course beta, it is just a request,” she blurted in, upon not hearing anything from me, “I know you may have plans so...” her voice trailed off.

My cock had stiffened inside my pants by now, thinking about the opportunity that lay before me.

Here was the buxom Kalpana aunty inviting me to her house for dinner ... at a time when she was all alone at home.

“Oh it will be my pleasure, aunty,” I responded, “It will be so nice for me to have your company rather than eating alone at my house.”

I heard her breathe a sigh of relief, and her voice audibly perked up as she said to me, “Oh Jignesh beta, thank you so much ... I am so happy to hear that. I will see you in some time then.”

As I hung up the phone, I squeezed my stiff cock through my jeans, and grinned to myself.

I showered quickly and changed into a comfortable pair of slacks and a t-shirt, foregoing my evening work-out. If things went my way, I was going to need to conserve my energy for the night. I walked over to Kalpana aunty’s house. On a sudden impulse, I stopped myself mid-way. “Nothing like a bunch of flowers to flatter a woman.” I thought to myself. I headed back to my house to pick up my bike keys. After having picked up a nice bouquet for Kalpana aunty, I reached her place.

I rang the bell; Kalpana aunty opened the door.

A look of surprise and pleasure crossed her face as she saw me standing at the door with a smile on my face and a bunch of flowers in my hand.

She was apparently working in the kitchen, as I noticed droplets of sweat rolling off her face on to her chest.

“Oh Jignesh beta, I never expected you to come so early, I have still not finished cooking.” she blurted out.

Her hands were covered with wheat flour, ostensibly from the dough she was kneading for making rotis, and for some reason looked incredibly sexy to me.

“Oh come in please,” she hastily said, a broad smile on her face, and her eyes glancing towards the flowers I held in my hand. She was fidgeting with her sari, trying to wipe her hands on them, as I walked inside.

I held out the flowers for her, and said with a smile “These are for you Kalpana aunty.”

As she took it from me, a look of tenderness crossed her face, and she said “Oh beta ... for me! Oh I can’t believe it,” she mumbled, “I ... I...” she stuttered, “Nobody has ever brought bouquet for me ... oh beta, thank you so much ... thank you ... you are so nice.” she said, squeezing my hand.

As I held her hand, I said “Oh aunty, come on ... please don’t be so formal ... this is the least I could do.” I replied smoothly.

She seemed flustered to see me come over so early, and I couldn’t help but look at her body as she fluttered around the room, trying to locate a place to keep the flowers.

She was dressed in a cheap cotton saree, with the pallu tied tightly around her waist, accentuating the shape of her massive hips. The red blouse she wore with her saree was drenched with sweat at her armpits, and I got a glimpse of her huge breasts encased tightly inside her blouse, as she wiped the sweat off her brow with the pallu of her saree. I could see the outlines of her bra clearly at her shoulders and at her armpits, as the fabric was soaked with her sweat. There was a musky odour to her body that turned me on immensely. She bustled into the kitchen, and returned with a glass of water for me in a tray.

Handing me the water she said, “Oh Jignesh beta, please make yourself comfortable. I will finish my cooking quickly.”

Touching her arm, I said “Relax, aunty ... I am in no hurry to have dinner. I thought I will just come early and give you some company.” I smiled.

That brought a smile to her face also. As I followed her into the kitchen, I watched the way her heavy ass moved within the confines of her saree. We chatted pleasantly about many things, as I sat on a stool in the kitchen, watching her go about her work. As she was rolling the dough into little balls to make rotis, I couldn’t help but notice the way her heavy breasts swung under her saree. Soon she finished cooking, and got around to arranging plates on the dinner table.

The food was delicious, and as I licked my fingers, I said “Aunty, this is the best food I have eaten in a long time. Thank you so much.”

“Oh beta, I am the one who is grateful to you for everything. I should be the one saying thank you,” she said kindly. “I am very happy that I can do this much for you.” she said with a smile, looking into my eyes.

After finishing dinner, I settled down on the sofa in their living room. She came out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her saree, and sat on a chair in next to the sofa. I patted the sofa next to where I was sitting and said “Come aunty, sit here for some time. You have done so much work today.”

She smiled and came and sat by my side. For few moments, there was an awkward silence. After hesitating for some time, she said “Beta, I am really so grateful for everything that you have done for my family ... I don’t know how to...”

“Shhh...” I interrupted her, placing my hand on hers. “Aunty please don’t say all that. Ok tell me, how is your financial health now?” I asked seriously.

She continued to fidget with the pallu of her saree and said “We don’t have anything left now, beta ... we have even pawned the few gold ornaments I had ... this mangalsutra is the only thing I have left now...” she said with sadness, touching the chain around her neck.

I slid closer to her on the sofa, and putting my arms around her shoulders, said, “Aunty, I want to do something, and I want you to promise me that you will accept it without a word.”

“What is it beta?” she asked, looking up at my face.

“I want you to come with me tomorrow, and we will go and buy back all the gold ornaments that you have pawned” I said.

“But beta...” she started to protest.

“No buts aunty,” I said with finality “I don’t want uncle to know about this ... this is just between us.”

“Oh beta...” she started to protest again.

“You have to say yes aunty, if I really mean anything to you.” I said with a gently smile on her face.

She sat there silently, looking at the floor. After a while, she looked up at me, and her eyes were moist with tears. She leaned slightly towards my side, and placing her hand on my thigh, said “Ok beta...”

Since my arms were around her shoulders, as she leant towards me, I gently pulled her towards me. She rested her head on my shoulder, and continued to run her hand on my thigh, as I caressed her back through her blouse, feeling the straps of her bra under my fingers. I had a raging hard-on by now, and I could feel the heat emanating from her body. We sat there like that for a few minutes, not saying a word.

I cleared my throat, and said “Aunty, I will go home now, you must be tired now, and wanting to sleep.” I said softly.

She hesitated for a minute, and then started to say “Beta...” and she paused.

“Yes, aunty?” I asked softly.

“Would you ... would you mind staying back here tonight ... you can...” she said haltingly “You can sleep here tonight if you like.”

I remained quite for some time, and then said “Ok aunty, but I hope it is not a problem for you.”

“Oh no beta, why would it be a problem for me?” she replied quickly.

As I withdrew my arm from her shoulder, she straightened to sit back. As she did that, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulder. I was rewarded with the sight of her big heavy breasts encased tightly inside her red blouse; and her heavy brown belly between the bottom of her blouse and the top of her saree at her waist, was exposed to my view.

Her big breasts seemed to cover almost the whole of her torso, and there was a deep cleavage because her bra and blouse were nearly stretched to tearing point on her chest. Because of the way her blouse was stretched across her big breasts, I could see a glimpse of her black bra through the opening between the hooks of her blouse. They were huge.

She caught me looking at her breasts, and as she adjusted her pallu to cover her torso, she looked into my eyes with a look of understanding and love.

I feigned embarrassment, and looked away quickly. Once again there was an awkward silence. As I looked up into her eyes, I saw her continuing to look into my eyes with tenderness. She reached out and caressed my face. Her touch was hot. She cleared her throat, and in a soft voice, started to say “Beta...” She stopped herself midway.

I reached up and placed my palm over hers, which were still caressing my cheek.

“Let me get you something to change into.” she said, getting up.

I grabbed her hand, and said “No its OK aunty, I am comfortable in these.”

“You sure, beta?” she asked.

“Yes, aunty...” I replied.

As I let go of her hand, she said “OK beta, in that case, you can go and lie down ... I will finish some work in the kitchen.”

As she went into the kitchen, I got up and moved to the bedroom where I had slept earlier. Deciding to be a little bold, I stripped off my t-shirt and slacks, and got into bed in just my boxers. I pulled up the sheet up to my neck, leaving only my face and bare arms outside the sheet. My hard-on had subsided but it was still somewhat full in my boxers. I fondled my cock through my boxers, and waited for her. I could hear her washing the vessels in the kitchen.

After a while, I heard her finish things off in the kitchen, and head to the bathroom. From the noises, I imagined she was washing her arms, legs and face, and preparing to go to bed. I had switched off the main light in the bedroom, but had left a small night bulb on. After a while, I heard her switch off the lights in the main room and kitchen.

She came into the bedroom where I was, and I saw she had glass of milk in her hands. I lay there with my eyes closed. I felt her sit gently by my side on the bed, and she called out softly “Beta,” As I opened my eyes, she smiled, and said “I got some milk for your to drink before you go to sleep beta.”

I sat up in bed, and taking the glass from her hand, said “Oh aunty, you are taking so much trouble for me.”

Ruffling my hair, she said “Beta, it is my pleasure to serve you.”

As I drank the milk, I noticed she smelt of some talcum powder she had applied on herself, probably after washing her face.

She was gazing at my bare arms and chest. I finished and she took the glass from my hand. At that moment, I grimaced and clutched the side of my back.

With a look of concern, she asked “What happened beta?”

“Oh nothing aunty, just that my back is aching a little today.”

“Oh my dear Jignesh beta, you must be so tired. You lie down, let me press your back...”

“No aunty, it’s OK...” I started to protest.

With a mock stern look, she pushed me down on the bed and said “You listen to Kalpana aunty now, ok beta?”

I lay down on the bed, and turned onto my stomach. I felt her adjusting her position on the bed, and her hips pressed against mine as she came closer to where I lay.

“You just relax, ok beta?” she said softly as she began to press my back.

Her hands, unlike the soft ones of Sarla bhabhi, were hard from all the work she used to do. But it felt great all the same.

“Oh aunty, that feels so nice.” I sighed as her hands went about kneading and pressing the muscles on my back. After pressing my back for a while, she shifted down towards my leg, and began to press my legs.

“Aunty, please ... it’s ok...” I started to protest.

“Just lie there beta, at least give aunty the pleasure of being able to do something for you.” she said in a soft voice.

She ran her hands down the length of the back of my legs, and then began to press my calf muscles. She even took my feet in her hands, and pressed the fingers of my feet. Then she worked her way back upwards towards my back, and said in a soft whisper “Now turn around beta...”

I had a raging hard-on by now, and was afraid that she would see it. I took my chance and turned around to lie on my back again. This time she slid down towards my feet, and began to massage my legs. She was looking lovingly at my legs, and pressing them with tenderness. As she looked up towards my face, she caught me looking at her and smiled.

By now my cock was standing up straight and had made a tent in my boxers. As she saw my hard on sticking up through my boxers, I felt her body stiffen, and the pressure she was putting on my legs while pressing went up a couple of notches. I lay there with bated breath, enjoying the sensation of her firm hands massaging my legs.

After a while, she slid herself back towards my torso on the bed, and placed her hands on my chest. As she moved her hand up my chest, her elbow brushed against my hard on, and I felt her catch her breath in her throat again. Once again, she glanced at my cock standing up in my boxers. But this time she avoided my gaze, and just kept pressing my chest and arms.

It was a hugely erotic position. Here was the buxom heavy bodied 42-year old Kalpana aunty, sitting by my side and giving me the best massage I had had in my life. She was starting to breathe a little faster now, and I couldn’t help gaze at her heaving bosom. As she leaned forward to press my shoulders, the pallu of her saree slipped off her shoulders.

She glanced at the pallu that had slipped onto the arms, but made no effort to pull it up, and kept pressing my shoulders and arms, avoiding making eye contact with me. My cock lurched within the confines of my boxers, as my eyes were once again greeted with the sight of her massive heavy breasts tightly encased in her bra and blouse. The droplets of sweat that had begun to form on her forehead, the sindhoor she wore in the parting of her hair, the soft jingling of the glass bangles on her hand, and her mangalsutra dangling in front of her huge breasts, caused my rigid cock to lurch inside my boxer shorts.

‘It’s now or never, ‘ I thought to myself.

“Aunty...” I whispered hoarsely, and slid my hand to hold hers and pressed it against my chest.

“Yes beta?” she whispered back, and looked into my eyes with tenderness.

I let go of her hand, and slid my hand up her arm, and squeezed it.

As I let go off her hand, her arm slackened, and once again her elbow brushed against my rigid cock through my boxer shorts. I let out a heavy sigh, closed my eyes, and lifting my hips off the bed, pressed my boner to her elbow.

She made no attempt to remove her arm, with my hard cock pressing against her elbow. As I opened my eyes, I saw her looking at my face, with a mixture of tenderness and lust.

“Aunty, I am sorry ... I...” I breathed out softly.

“Shh beta...” she whispered softly, and quickly moved her left hand to my face and caressed my cheek. Her right hand was now firmly resting on my rigid cock, with the forearm pressed to it, her palm resting on my stomach. She leant towards my face, and still holding my face with her left hand, kissed me softly on my forehead.

As she did that I felt her heavy firm breasts press against my chest. She planted small kisses on my forehead and cheeks, and then moved her mouth to my lips.

With a groan, I grabbed her by her hair which was tied into a tight bun behind, and kissed her ardently. She let out a soft sigh, and parted her lips to kiss me back in earnest, our tongues probing each other. I continued to hold her head with my left hand, kissing her, while I moved my right hand to her back and pressed her torso to me. I felt her right hand move between our bodies, and she then took hold of my hard cock through the shorts, and squeezed it softly. A moan escaped me as I felt her take my cock in her hand.

As we broke our kiss, she looked into my eyes, and asked “You love me so much beta?” squeezing my rigid cock once again.

“Yes aunty ... I...” I breathed out.

She then sat up, and looked at me lovingly, her hand still rubbing my cock gently through my boxers. The pallu had fallen off completely now, and I could see her huge breasts heaving. I reached out and placed my hand on her left breast. She sighed, and throwing her head back, grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast.

Through the tight confines of her blouse and bra, I felt how hard and firm her mature heavy breasts were. Her breasts were so big that there was no way I could cup them. She pressed my hand to her breast as I squeezed her firm tit-flesh, as I squeezed her hand which was rubbing my cock. I began to run my fingers along the exposed portion of the top of her breast, and began to slide a finger inside the tight confines of her blouse. Her skin was hot to touch.

“One minute, beta...” she breathed as she felt the difficulty I was having in sliding my fingers inside her blouse.

She reached up quickly, and began to unbutton the hooks of her blouse.

My hand was now caressing the side of her heavy and fleshy belly, kneading the flesh. One by one, she opened the hooks of her blouse, and as the last one came off, I reached out with both hands and placed them on her huge breasts through her bra. She was wearing a cheap black cotton bra, which was stretched to the limit. Kalpana aunty was a broad woman, and the size of her bra was 38E.

She parted the flaps of her blouse, and straightened her back, pressing her breasts into my hands. I slid my hands under her armpits and reached out to her back, fumbling with the hooks of her bra strap. Seeing my difficulty in opening her bra, she smiled tenderly, and reaching behind unhooked her bra. As the strap of her bra came undone, her huge melons sagged forward with the weight, within the cup of her bra. Closing her eyes, she hooked her finger under her bra cup, and pulled up both the cups, exposing her huge heavy breasts to me.

“Oh aunty...” I breathed hoarsely, as I feasted my eyes on her mountainous breasts.

They sagged with the weight, and settled down on her fleshy belly. The skin of her breasts was brown like the rest of her body, and the big dark brown nipples were surrounded with huge dark areolas. As she sat their holding up the cups of her bra for me to feast on her breasts, I said to her “Oh aunty, your breasts are so beautiful...”

With a sigh, I grasped her heavy breasts and began to knead the soft tit-flesh. They felt so incredibly heavy in my hand. She moaned softly as I did that, and I felt goose-bumps come all over her breasts, and the big nipples stiffened under my touch. As I caressed her breasts with both hands, and softly ran my finger over her erect nipples, she sighed heavily.

She placed her right hand on my hard cock, and gently squeezed it through the fabric of my boxer shorts. I groaned, and began to squeeze her heavy breasts in earnest, rolling her thick turgid nipples between my fingers. I tried to cup both her breasts in my palm, but still couldn’t get more than half of it in my hand.

As I took her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and squeezed, she let out a sigh “Oh beta.” She leaned over me again, and placed her hungry mouth on mine. As our tongues intertwined, and I felt the naked flesh of her big heavy breasts pressing against my bare chest, I slid my hand down and grasping her hand which was squeezing my cock, pressed it down. My right hand was caressing her back, as she almost fully rested on my chest.

“Aunty...” I breathed “I want to suck on your breasts...”

“Yes beta...” she replied.

She slowly lifted her face off mine, and looked down at me lovingly. It was a sight to behold ... Kalpana aunty sitting by my side, looking at me with love, with her blouse open, the cups of her bra pulled up above her magnificent breasts, the mangalsutra hanging between the valley of her breasts, caressing my face with her left hand, while squeezing my hard cock with her right.

Placing her palm by the side of my face, she leaned forward, and offered me her huge 38E breasts to suck on. I grabbed her heavy breasts in my hands, and closing my eyes, ran my tongue along the underside of her breasts. She shuddered as I did that, and I felt her involuntarily clamp her hand tight on my cock.

I began to run my tongue all over the flesh of her breasts, carefully avoiding her nipples, squeezing them with my hands at the same time. I ran my tongue in circles over her areolas, around her nipples. And then, I reached out with my tongue, and flicked it across her nipple which was standing fully erect now. After teasing her nipples with my tongue for some time, I opened my mouth and took her nipple inside, and began to suck on them.

As I did that, she moaned, and grabbing my head with her left hand, pushed my face into her breasts. At the same instant, her right hand slid into my boxers, and took hold of my rigid shaft. As I felt her calloused hands clasp my cock, I moaned and began to suck on her breasts harder. She caressed the underside of my shaft with her palms, and gently pressed my balls. Soon, she took it in her hand again and began a gentle stroking motion.

My cock was already leaking pre-cum, and the feeling of her hands stroking my cock was heavenly. After spending an eternity, sucking and licking her breasts, gently nibbling on her hard nipples, I lay down for a breather.

Once again, she leaned forward and began to kiss my face. She kissed my face, my neck, ran her tongue in my ears, and then slowly moved down to my chest. She planted kisses all over my chest, and slowly began to trail her tongue down my torso. As I felt her wet tongue on my belly, I jerked involuntarily and let out a groan of pleasure.

As her face moved towards my hips, she let go off my cock, which jerked and snapped against her cheek. Her hand began to caress my thighs, as she moved her tongue below my belly button. I could feel my hard erect cock rubbing against her hair and face.

“Oh aunty...” I moaned.

She slid down the bed, and taking my cock in her hand again, began to rub it all over her face. She began to plan little kisses on the shaft of my cock, and also began to lick the underside of my cock, causing me to jerk my hips up towards her face. Her heavy breasts were now pressing against my thighs. She then let out a soft moan, and opening her mouth, took my cock inside her mouth.

“Aahhh...” I moaned as I felt my cock engulfed by her hot wet mouth, and grabbing her head by the bun of her hair, pushed her face down. As she rolled her tongue around the tip of my cock inside her mouth, I cried out “Oh I love that aunty.” I began to thrust my cock deeper into her mouth.

Soon she began a practiced motion of moving her head up and down my cock, sucking me harder, almost taking 3/4th of my cock into her hot slurping mouth, and caressing my swollen balls with her finger-tips at the same time. She then took the shaft of my cock between her thumb and two fingers, and began stroking me even as she moved my cock in and out of her sucking mouth.

With the experienced way in which she was sucking on my cock, I could feel my orgasm building up.

“Aunty...” I groaned, holding her head tighter by her hair, “I am going to come...”

“Yes, Jignesh beta ... I want you to come...” she mumbled back with my cock still in her mouth.

I grabbed her head by the bun of her hair and pushed her mouth deeper down on to my cock. I felt myself beginning to lose control, and cried out “Auntieee ... I can’t hold on any longer ... please...” and pulled her mouth away from my throbbing and pulsing cock.

“What happened beta?” she asked with concern as she raised her head and looked at me, “You don’t like what I’m doing?”

“Oh I love it aunty...” I breathed out “I just don’t want to come in your...” my voice trailed off.

“Oh that,” she replied with a slow smile “Aunty will do anything for you beta.” and she began stroking my cock. “You have a very nice...” she murmured shyly, gazing at my throbbing member, “You will make a girl very happy...” she said with finality, looking into my eyes with a smile.

I was writhing with pleasure by now, and whispered back “I don’t care about other girls auntym but I hope I can at least make you happy.”

She blushed, and replied “Oh yes, you will beta, you will.” and squeezed my cock hard as she continued to stroke it.

I lay back and watched my darling Kalpana aunty, as she continued to caress my body with one hand and stroking my cock with the other. She was sitting up now, with the pallu of her saree completely off her torso, her blouse open, and her huge heavy round breasts heaving, as she went on pumping my cock. I reached out, and tried to hold her bared breasts.

She slid forward towards my head and leaned forward slightly, allowing me to reach her breasts. I placed my hand under her left breast, and felt the incredible weight of them in my palm. As I began to knead the flesh of her breasts like dough, I said to her “Aunty, do it faster please...”

She just nodded and began to pump my cock more vigorously. With her practiced stroking, I was soon ready to come, and cried out “Auntie...” My cum began to spurt out from the slit of my cock, even as I arched my back and lifted my hips off the bed. Such was the force of my orgasm that the first spurt landed on her heaving breasts, and flowed down to her belly. I continued to jerk as spasm after spasm racked my body and more and more cum spurted out of my cock, and was soon overflowing her hand, and drooling on to my stomach and pelvis. As it ended, I fell back on the bed, completely drained.

As my cock began to soften, she leaned forward and rested her upper body on mine, her breasts pressed against my chest, and her head resting on my shoulder.

As I was trying to get my breath back, she whispered in my ear “Did you like it beta?”

“Oh yes aunty, I loved it ... I loved it ... thank you ... thank you so much.” I managed to gasp.

“Shhh beta ... I should be the one saying thank you ... not you...” she chided me. I wrapped my arms around her back, and pressing her close to me, kissed her on the mouth passionately.

She rested on me in that position till my breathing came back to normal. As I removed my arms from around her, she sat up slowly. She was still holding on to my cock, which had now shrunk to its normal size.

Turning towards it, she wiped the cum which had fallen on my belly and pelvis with the pallu of her saree, and also wiped off whatever had landed on her breasts and hands. I couldn’t help but feel grateful to this lady for being so loving to me. Having cleaned me up, she leaned forward, and kissing me on my forehead, said “Aunty will be back in one minute, ok beta?”

She got up and went out of the bedroom, into the adjacent bathroom. When she returned, I saw that she had taken off her blouse and bra completely and now had just the pallu of her saree draped around her torso.

As she walked towards my bed, I could see the way her breasts swayed behind the pallu of her saree, and the way her broad hips swung inside the confines of her saree.

By now, I had recovered, and I could feel the current of desire course through my limp penis once again. As she sat down on the bed by my side once again, she asked in a small voice, “Beta, is it OK if aunty sleeps with you tonight?”

“Of course aunty ... why are you even asking that?” I chided her, taking her hands in mine and squeezing it tight.

“Thank you beta,” she replied gratefully. She then stood up and began to take off her saree. As the saree came off her body, I saw how heavily built she was.

My cock was beginning to come back to life as I took in the sight of her big fleshy breasts, her fleshy round belly, her broad hips, and her incredibly big ass inside the black petticoat she wore. I moved to one side of the bed to give her space, and she lay down on the bed by my side. She settled down on her back, and I placed my hand on her breasts and began to fondle them. I placed one leg over her body, and pulled her towards me turning her to face me. I snuggled my face in the warmth of her huge breasts, and began to lick her breasts, squeezing them hard, as my hands caressed her bare back, and slid down to her big ass.