Hi friends, this is Rajesh. You might have read . I don’t need to introduce myself and come to the story straight away. This incident happened after the disastrous Covid 1st wave in October.
I was supposed to go to Hyderabad to discuss one of my projects with the CEO. Since I hesitated to stay in a hotel because of fear of Covid infection, I called up my nephew Raman, a Software Engineer in Hyderabad. He had his own house and was settled there.
He happily agreed and invited me to stay at his place as long as I liked. Raman was my elder sister’s son. He had married 2 years back to a local Telugu-speaking girl Abhilasha. If I remember right, she was also a Software Engineer. Nowadays, everyone is a software Engineer in Hyderabad and Chennai.
My meeting was on Thursday at 4 pm. I left on Wednesday night driving my car. I was supposed to reach Raman’s place Nagaram, around 8 am. It was close to Shamsabad. I drove my Breeza all night with 3 stops for tea breaks. I reached Hyderabad around 7 am.
It took me an hour to reach Raman’s house. I was tired from the 580 km drive, and that too alone. I parked the car outside and dialled Raman’s mobile. He quickly answered it. He was in Mumbai now and would reach Hyderabad around lunchtime.
He felt sorry for not informing me. He had informed his wife about my arrival. I was stuck. Searching for a hotel now was out of the question. I just wanted a bath, breakfast, and a nap to prepare for the 4 pm meeting. I saw Abhilasha opening the door, smiling said, “Come in, Uncle.”
She welcomed me and continued, “Raman has been calling me every hour and asking me to take good care of his favourite uncle. He will be coming by 1 pm. I am preparing breakfast. You can take a bath. Hot water is ready in the guest bedroom bathroom. Feel free and think of this as your own house, Mama. Can I call you Mama? You remind me of my Mom’s brother, and I used to call him Mama.”
Abhilasha was talking non-stop, and I looked at her. I wondered how my nerdy nephew got such a homely, cute, educated girl. She was not fair-skinned but wheatish. I took my briefcase, which had one set of clothes. The guestroom was on the ground floor.
I took a bath in the attached bathroom and came out wearing a T-shirt and lungi. Abhilasha served me dosas. I had my breakfast and went to the guestroom to take a small nap. My body was hurting a lot because of the long drive. So I came out and saw Abhilasha having breakfast.
Me: Have you got any painkillers, Abhilasha?
Abhilasha: Yes, Mama, it’s in our room dresser. I will get it.
Me: No problem, I will take it myself. You finish your breakfast.
It was a duplex house. I went to their room and opened the dresser drawer. I found 6 small bottles with tablets. Confused, I brought all the bottles to the living room and, showing the bottles asked Abhilasha which one. She said white bottle. I went in and placed the remaining bottles in the drawer.
I had two white bottles. I opened one, took 2 tablets, and swallowed with water. I came down and said to Abhilasha, “I will take a nap. Please wake me if I don’t get up after an hour.” She nodded. I went inside and slept like a log.
I woke up hearing the door knocking continuously. I got up and saw the time showing 11 am. My goodness, I had slept for over an hour. I got up to open the door. But to my dismay, I found my cock forming a tent in my lungi. It was obscenely trying to pierce my briefs to come out.
I saw horrified. Still, Abhilasha was knocking on the door. I said,” I am up. I need to use the bathroom.” She replied, “Ok, mama, coffee is ready if you need it.”
I went to the bathroom, stripped into lungi and briefs saw my cock fully hardened to 8 inches without any provocation.
I jerked it for a few minutes to soften it, but no, it was stiff like an iron rod. I tried to pee but couldn’t and was dripping pre-cum continuously. I jacked my cock for another few minutes to cum. Instead, the sensitive skin was reddening due to my harsh jerking.
I poured some cold water to cool it, but I got no relief. I couldn’t wear my briefs because of my cock’s stiffness. I wrapped the lungi across my tummy and threw the briefs on the bed. I slept on the bed, still jerking to make it cum. Instead, it started hurting me more because of my rough hands.
While I was still jerking, the door opened, and Abhilasha came in carrying a coffee mug. She looked shocked, seeing me jerking. I quickly covered my modesty, saying sorry again and again.
Abhilasha saw my briefs discarded, keeping the coffee mug on the dresser and said, “You took the wrong tablet, Mama!” I looked at her, confused, “WHAT?”
Abhilasha: You took Sildenafil instead of Brufen, Mama.
Me: What is that for?
Abhilasha: It’s for erectile dysfunction Mama.
Me: But who takes it, Abhilasha?
Abhilasha: Your nephew.
Me: How long will it stay? I have to attend an important meeting by 4 pm.
Abhilasha: Depends on the person. For a Raman-like person, one hour may stay hard for 2- 4 hours. Since one hour is over already for you, you will fall into 2nd category.
Me: So for 2 hours, will this stay like this?
Abhilasha: I am afraid. Yes, Mama, but on provocation, it may subside early too.
Abhilasha sat on the bed on my left, and I saw a mischievous smile on her face. I pulled the bed sheet over my legs to hide my erection and was jerking. I was cursing myself for taking the wrong tablet. I should have asked her properly. Her warm body and her feminine fragrance were adding to my problems.
Abhilasha looking down at my crotch and my face, asked, “Do you need any provocation, Mama?”
I was shocked to hear her, “What are you saying, Abhilasha?” I looked at her as a woman now. She wore a white kameez top and leggings. Her dress showed her youthful 28-year-old body curves.
Abhilasha: Should I show you my…? Oh my goodness, can’t you get my point, Mama, to help you soften quickly so you can continue your meeting schedule?
Me: I understand. But why do you want to do it?
Abhilasha: I want to help you, Mama, and I am that bad looking either.
Me: You are very beautiful, Abhilasha. But you are like my daughter, my sister’s daughter-in-law. I can’t see you as a sex object.
Abhilasha: See me as a woman, not your nephew’s wife. If I can help you get rid of your erection, I would be happy because it happened due to my mistake. I should have given you the bottle myself.
Me: It’s my mistake, too, Abhilasha. I want this down ASAP, and we should draw a line.
Abhilasha removed all four hooks of her kameez top. Sliding the flaps aside, revealing her bra-clad breasts, saying, “Is this enough for your stimulation, Mama?”
I looked at her chest. She was wearing C cup bra, and her breasts and flesh were overflowing with her cups. Both her breasts were crushing against each other, showing me nice cleavage. My mind said NO when I saw her Mangalasutra chain dangling between her breasts.
But I nodded and started jerking faster inside the covers. I jerked for about five minutes seeing her breasts, and ‘NO,’ my erection didn’t subside. Seeing it, Abhilasha asked, “Shall I release them? Seeing my tits naked, your cock may cum quickly.”
I was horrified by her using ‘cock’ and ‘cum’. I was not a fool to let go of a golden opportunity to see her gorgeous breasts naked. I nodded. Abhilasha turned her back towards me, lifting her top and showing her bra strip said, “Remove the bra hook, Mama.”
I have removed lots of ladies’ clothes. But I don’t know why I was hesitant with her. Nevertheless, I unhooked her bra. Abhilasha inserted her hand into her top and struggled to remove the bra from her shoulders. Finally, she removed it and threw it on the bed beside my briefs.
She turned towards me, sliding the kameez aside, baring her breasts said, “I would have removed the top, but you said to draw a line.” I was staring at her boobs, dumbstruck. They were magnificent on her chest without any sag. Her nipples and areolas were like a small girl’s, not of a 28-year-old woman.
Areolas was pinkish and small nipples were like pencil tips, very sharp and erect. I jerked hard, staring at her breasts. By now, my cock was hurting a lot due to constant jerking. Ten minutes passed, and I was still jerking without any results.
Abhilasha was watching me with curious eyes. She softly said, “Shall I help Mama?” I looked at her, confused. She continued, “Your hand should be hurting. You have been masturbating for almost an hour. Shall I do it for you?” I looked at her smiling face.
Why the hell she wants to help a 52-year-old man to masturbate? Something was not right, I thought. I nodded at her. Abhilasha quickly inserted her right hand inside the covers and pushed my hand away. She gripped my cock tightly as she owned it and was afraid of losing it.
Her soft tiny warm hand felt like heaven on my cock, as my rough hands abused it. Abhilasha was holding my cock upright and was tugging it gently at first. I sensed her wiping my pre-cum to her palm, smearing it on my cock, lubricating it and jerking softly.
Her breasts started shaking to her hand movements, a sight to behold. But my sensitive cockhead was rubbing against the covers, causing me pain, so I pulled off the covers of my legs, baring my cock to her.
Abhilasha looked at my naked cock, then at me, and said, “You have a nice cock, Mama. It’s beautiful and big too, almost my arm’s length. Suma aunty is very lucky.” Saying this, she increased the speed of jerking, and her breasts were shaking violently. She brought her face close to my cock tip.
I thought she would suck it. But instead, she spat on it and smeared my cock with her saliva and my pre-cum. I felt good as my cock was lubricated nicely. Her soft hands were a lot better than mine. I saw her top trying to cover up her breasts due to her movements.
Using her free left hand, she noticed it and pulled her kameez down her shoulders. Now her top was under her breasts, fully exposing her upper treasures. Her jerking was non-stop, and fifteen minutes passed. I was only dripping pre-cum and was showing no signs of ejaculation.
Abhilasha worked hard to make me cum and looked at me occasionally to see if I was ready to shoot.
Me: Why does Raman use these tablets when he has such a beautiful wife, Abhilasha?
Abhilasha: He has premature ejaculation problems, Mama. My Doctor friend told me to use it occasionally, whenever needed. He took it for a month and stopped as he developed breathing problems while aroused. He has high BP and high sugar levels. Our sex life is not that exciting. I am shamelessly telling you about our sex problems. But he is a very caring husband, better than my ex Bf.
Me: Sorry to hear that, Abhilasha.
Abhilasha: My ex was a good fuck but was a lousy guy. Raman is a good guy and lousy in bed. I chose the latter, or I would have divorced your nephew long back.
Me: So how do you…you know, satisfy yourself?
Abhilasha: I have a personal cock which I got from the USA. It keeps me satisfied whenever I am horny. Raman even told me to go on dates and stand with trusted men for one night. But I haven’t cheated on him until now.
Me: I am lucky but I don’t want to hurt my nephew. He is a good kid and respects me a lot.
Abhilasha: Yes, I know. He treats you like a father, not as Uncle. Your cock will not cum easily. Do you need more stimulation, Mama?
I looked at the horny unsatisfied woman before me. Abhilasha’s eyes showed her leggings. OMG, she was willing to reveal her sacred womanhood to me just to make me cum! I had forgotten about the meeting. Without waiting for my reply, Abhilasha lifted her buttocks and pulled her leggings down to her knees.
Her well-toned thighs were a feast to my eyes. While my eyes were devouring her fleshy thighs, she took my left hand and placed it on her right thigh. Abhilasha’s thigh was very warm. I knew that she was in a very aroused state.
I was confused and thought she was inviting me without saying it in words. But her intentions were very clear. I moved closer to her thigh junction, and the back of my fingers felt her wet panties. As I suspected, she was horny, and the handjob was just a ploy to get intimate with me.
Abhilasha was busy jerking my cock, and didn’t say anything when my fingers brushed her panties. I got bolder and touched the mound on her panties. She widened her thighs in response to my touch. My fingers found her waistband, inserted inside to encounter her pubic hairs, which were moist with her juices.
I quickly cupped her pussy mound in my palm and squeezed it. Abhilasha jumped at my grabbing and rested her body on me. Her breasts were dangerously close to my face. I was rubbing her pussy softly. Abhilasha brought her breasts closer to my lips, her hair falling over my face.
She said, “What took you so long, Mama? I have been shamelessly flirting and showing my intentions. Suck my tits and give me pleasure by fingering me. I am very horny. If you don’t use your fingers, I will have to use my dildo, Mama.”
I looked at her and asked, “Don’t you want my cock inside you instead of fingers, Abhilasha?”
She laughed and said, “I would love to get fucked by your wonderful cock Mama. But if I get going, I won’t be able to stop myself, and Raman will be coming anytime now. I know he won’t say anything. But I want our mating to be memorable instead of hurried. I will come to your room tonight to inform Raman/ I want to be fucked the whole night. I am fertile now, and if God willing, you can plant your seed in me and make me pregnant.”
OMG! She wants to get pregnant by me, and that too with her husband’s approval. Abhilasha thrust her right nipple into my mouth, and I sucked it. She moaned loudly and shouted, “Yes, yes, suck it, Mama, please finger my pussy, and I will take care of your cock.”
My two fingers dipped into her wet pussy and started to finger fuck her. Abhilasha started jerking me hard while I was sucking both her nipples, alternatively. Abhilasha was sweating heavily, dipping her face on my shoulders. She was resting her tummy on my chest.
I was feeling the heat in her body. Due to her warm body, breastfeeding, fingering her hot pussy and her soft hands jerking my cock, I felt like I was close to coming. I removed my mouth from her nipple and said, “I am close, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha asked, “Are you sure, Mama?” I nodded, and she quickly, bringing her face to my crotch, said, turning, “Eight long years since someone has cum in my mouth. I can’t wait to taste ‘MAN’ again. Please cum in my mouth, and don’t forget my pussy, Mama.”
Without waiting for my reply, she sucked all of my 8 inches cock into her mouth. She started bobbing her soft, warm lips up and down on my hard cock. I finger fucked her pussy as fast as possible while she sucked my cock like a pro.
My right was on her head, pressing her down on my cock. My fingers were fucking her non-stop, dripping pussy. “I am cumming, dear.” I lifted my hips and pushed my cock deep into her mouth. I started shooting my cum into her mouth.
Abhilasha was swallowing my cum fully, not allowing a drop to spill. I pressed my fingers to her pussy, indicating not to remove it. I must have ejaculated a lot as she struggled to swallow all of it. Her love juices flowed freely, wetting my fingers and flowing down my fingers.
My cum spurting came down. She must have swallowed my cum completely. Her empty mouth was sucking my flaccid cock again. This sex-hungry girl would not leave my cock, so I pulled it from her mouth and asked, “How was the taste, Abhilasha?”
She winked at me and said, “It was running, darling. I can’t wait to have it more. I am still hungry. Did you taste mine?”
Pulling my fingers from her pussy, and licking it said, “It’s yummy too, but why did you call me darling instead of Mama, Abhilasha.”
Abhilasha: You will be my darling in bed and to the outside world, Mama. You should be getting late for your meeting, take a bath. I will prepare lunch for my darling.
She got up, pulled her leggings up and hooked her kameez top. I picked up her bra showing asked, “Are you not going to wear a bra, Abhilasha?” She smiled and said, “My darling has not sucked my tits properly. I want him to suck them while having his lunch.”
She left the room. I wondered if I used her or if she used me. But we both enjoyed it. I went into the bath, looking down at my flaccid cock.
Continued in the next part.
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