Everything Is Planned
aunty, fuck, kissing

Rahul was awestruck at the sight of a woman in his ancestral home. She was a distant relative of his and he was head over heels for her immediately. Rahul and his family had just arrived at the mansion and were welcomed by everyone of the family. He knew they were receiving this special treatment because of his dad’s bank balance which was more than all their relatives’ put together. But ignoring the other relatives Rahul’s eyes were stuck at the woman who was standing behind everybody with a few other relatives. She noticed him staring and with a small two second smile she looked away irritatingly indicating that she was least interested in him. Rahul smiled and thanked everybody else. She was a tall woman with good sized boobs and ass. But her over-all structure did not come under the fat category. She was medium sized and that was what attracted Rahul towards her. She was wearing orange colored sari and matching blouse. She had above average (that is good) looks and she had a tinge of brown on her fair complexion as though she was a white woman with tanned body. That evening everybody was enjoying their reunion out in the fields after a gap of five years which apparently was too long. Rahul wasn’t interested in their talks and was missing his girl friend in the city. He could not even call her as there was no signal for his mobile in the stupid village. So he decided to go and talk with the ladies who were preparing choicest of delicious food in the kitchen for the grand dinner that they had planned for that night. Rahul crept past little children who wanted him to come along then he reached the kitchen and found his grandmother sitting on the floor cutting some vegetables. “Hey dadi!” “Ah…Rahul, come here and eat something! I’m sure the journey must have been tiring.” Rahul strode towards her side-stepping few mamis of his who smiled at him. He sat next to his dadi in such a way that he could have a look at everybody else. He immediately found the beautiful woman he had spotted that morning. Dadi gave him oranges to eat. “So, how is everybody in the city?” dadi said beginning a long and boring conversation which Rahul continued with a look of sincere interest while he stole glimpses of the woman who was dressed in orange sari which was (to Rahul’s displeasure) covering every part of her body except the arms and face. He could not even take a peek at her cleavage. After some time the topic shifted to the comparison between village and city. Rahul said that city was nice and everything but a lot polluting. “Hmmm…and the people?” his dadi asked. “People are lot better! Well spoken, well dressed!” “Who says we can’t dress properly?” his dadi asked with a frown. Rahul surveyed the room and first pointed at his mami. “Look…she is wearing that sari in the heat and even covering her head” Rahul said and his mami threw him a dirty look. His grandmother laughed and said. “She is showing respect to me and the elders by covering her head!” Rahul pretended to survey the room again while he knew who his next target was before pointing at her. “And look at that woman wearing orange sari as though she is a priestess!” Rahul said pointing at the woman of his dreams. That beautiful woman turned and did not look offended at all. She replied before dadi could. “I do have to go for some prayers and rituals at the temple this evening Rahul…” she said with a smile and turned away. “Who is she?” Rahul asked in a whisper to his dadi. “That is Anjali, my younger brother’s daughter in law!” “Not a close relative then…”Rahul said and nobody heard him. That night the dinner was fabulous and Rahul wanted more halwa (a sweet dish) so he ran to the kitchen and found Anjali standing with his dadi washing the plates. He walked past his dadi and said. “Anjali Bhabhi, can I have some more halwa?” She looked surprised. “Of course u can!” and she transferred considerable amount of halwa into his plate from the bowl. “Halwa isn’t there outside?” dadi asked. Rahul shock his head and dadi walked out carrying a bowl of halwa for others. And Rahul smiled at his lucky opportunity. “Anjali bhabhi, did u make the halwa?” She nodded with a smile. Rahul stared at her in amazement and pulled her hand towards his lips. “Hath choom lu mein aapke!” (Let me kiss your hands) “Dhath!” she said grinning ran out of the kitchen and blushing. Rahul leaned against a kitchen wall and ate the halwa as his brain tried to formulate more ideas to bring her closer to him. So the days passed and Rahul talked and spent more time with the ladies. He always dragged Anjali into his conversation with the others and she used to politely reply. As each day slipped past Anjali and Rahul talked more and were almost at the brink of a new friendship. Everybody noticed the closeness between Rahul and Anjali which resulted into snide comments from his mamis like-“what will Anil (Anjali’s husband) say”-or -“Rahul will take you with him to the city!” They were jealous of course because their only motive was to gain favor in the eyes of their richest nephew and seeing Anjali take that away wasn’t going to be digested so easily. So Anjali started keeping her distance from him because her husband was a bad tempered guy who was capable of causing trouble if any one of his mamis let slip anything about them to him. So Rahul stayed low as well and did not communicate with Anjali except for giving occasional smiles which she returned. One night Rahul walked into the kitchen and started a conversation with Anjali. As everyone was out eating he had long conversation during which they talked about her marriage. Rahul: Can I know where your village is? Anjali: Why? Rahul: I am getting married in about five years…you are one great example of the kind of beautiful women your village has who cook so well. With that he walked out smiling and leaving her with confused thoughts. They all used to sleep in groups. Men and women in different rooms as even the huge ancestral home could not hold everybody in the family. The newlyweds slept together in their rooms and Rahul had to sleep with few men in the house who were all interested in talking about his mother until Rahul started talking about their wives. One night he was returning from the kitchen when he noticed Anjali and her husband Anil go inside a small room. Of course! They were newlyweds and were allowed to sleep alone; he realized and in anticipation walked to their door. Being an old house the doors had bigger keys meaning bigger key holes. He kneeled and screwed his left eye and stared through the key hole using his right eye and as expected from newlyweds they were going to have sex! Anjali was getting undressed and he could only get the view of her bare back. He cursed and stared on. She removed all her clothing and climbed over the bed into the arms of her husband. Rahul could see slight amount of her super white and fleshy breasts but before he continue he heard children running and he himself ran away not wanting to be caught. He continued peeping through the key hole for a few days until he could not continue it and he did not sleep all night formulating a plan which was forming in his wonderful brain. Anjali was walking past the veranda when she heard Rahul talking to somebody on the phone. Rahul: Yes Amit! Village is fantastic except at night. He waited two seconds before answering again. Rahul: You seriously wanna know? It’s because of the heat! Here there’s no room for everybody so we sleep in groups! And where I sleep there is no fan. Some newlyweds are allowed rooms with fans and everything. Anjali listened intently and after some time walked away. Rahul heard her footsteps and knew that his plan had commenced. He threw away the phone which actually wasn’t working. Anjali confronted him in the afternoon. “Rahul I heard you talking to your friend and I am really sorry about the discomfort-“ “It’s ok Anjali bhabhi…I was angry so-“ “No! Rahul seriously…I want you to sleep in my room today! I will sleep with the ladies group and Anil will sleep with the men…its fine! I already told my husband about it and he agreed,” she said breathlessly. So the plan was successful and only half finished and Rahul slept alone in Anjali’s room while she and her husband slept separately. It was the third day of his plan when as reported by the newspaper it rained in the village. It was his lucky and only chance. He went to talk to Anjali that evening. “Anjali bhabhi, today it’s raining so it will be pretty cold anyway so I decided to sleep out tonight. You and Anil uncle can sleep together tonight!” She smiled. “And I told Anil uncle about it already so no need to worry…Anjali aunty!” “AUNTY???” she exclaimed and came to playfully hit him. Rahul ran away leaving Anjali smiling who was expecting good amount of sex with her husband. And now came the most important part of the plan: the climax. Actually Rahul had not told Anil uncle that he would sleep out, and had lied to Anjali that he was going to sleep out. So according to the plan she would come in the room into the bed where he would trap her. Night crept upon really slowly and Rahul waited and waited for Anjali. After long wait she came in and Rahul switched off the light before she could enter and wrapped his half body with blanket. As usual she undressed herself and what a sight it was: her body was shining like milk in dark. She had long black hair which reached her waist below which was her beautifully formed ass cheeks. She turned to face him as she unhooked her bra revealing the most stunning pair of breasts he had ever seen with two medium sized brown nipples which were erect. She moved seductively towards the bed and Rahul could not read her expression due to the darkness. He raised his hands welcoming her into his arms exactly like Anil used to do to her. She climbed into the bed moving towards him by digging her knees and pushing herself over him. The moment she touched him Rahul hugged her tightly. Her movements were hesitant as though she suspected something. But before she could open her mouth Rahul clasped his jaw over hers and he sucked her into a fierce kiss. And then there was this sudden struggle from Anjali who realized that the person she was kissing did not have moustache while her husband certainly had one. Realizing the oncoming danger Rahul closed her mouth with his hand and they rolled over the bed. Making sure her mouth was closed Rahul whispered into her ear. “Don’t struggle Anjali aunty…please! I mean no harm! You know pretty well from the first day that I like you!” he whispered into the ear and liked her ear lobe. Anjali shook her head and reluctantly Rahul released her lips. “Get off Rahul!!! What are you doing! I will shout-“ “Uh-huh…don’t even think about shouting!” Rahul advised licking her cheeks. “Consider what I have to say now…and listen carefully before doing anything stupid. Everyone will blame you!” “No one will blame me! It’s you who needs nice beating from the men and my husband!” “Actually that is not gonna happen!” he assured her. “Now tell me who told your husband to not sleep in this room.” “Me!” she said. “Who asked me to sleep in this room?” “Me” “So why did you come into my room naked?” “I-I…it was you who told me that you will sleep outside” “I certainly don’t remember telling you anything and one more thing…if I told you to sleep in this room then why didn’t you tell your husband to come!” “Because you said that you will inform him!” she whispered completely baffled as she understood his plan. “Now let me make this clear,” Rahul said “I do not remember telling you that either…so who’s the loser? You will try to shout and I will close your mouth! And then I will shout out for everybody and I will tell them that you came into my room naked to seduce me. There will be no need of proof as you are naked already and I won’t let you dress. Everyone knows you like me and seeing that you told your husband to not sleep in this room and told me to sleep in this room and you came in naked proves that you want to sleep with me. You see…everything is planned” Anjali was bewildered and she couldn’t find a way out of this mess. She tried to get up but Rahul held her firmly and did not let her move an inch, he pressed his body over her and pinned her to the bed. His hands held hers and they looked straight into each other’s eye. “Please Rahul, let me go! I won’t tell anybody…” “Even if you want you cannot tell anybody aunty!” he said teasingly and Anjali’s eyes flared as he called her aunty. “You call me aunty one more time and I won’t talk to you!” Rahul laughed. “You don’t care if I do all this to you but you mind if I call you aunty!” And with that he lowered his head and kissed her ever so gently and lovingly that she did not resist but neither did she kiss him back. Rahul did not mind coz he had the whole night to talk and love. “Stop this Rahul I don’t like it!” “Lie does not go well with your delicate and tasty lips aunty!” he did not kiss but gently rubbed his lower lip on her neck. He needed to arouse her terribly. He knew that she wasn’t resisting but he needed her to reciprocate and turn the night into a memorable one. “Will you stop calling me aunty?” she said exasperatedly and Rahul felt that the conversation was finally making her vulnerable as he felt her breathing go heavier. Smiling to himself he continued licking her neck. “I will stop if you kiss me back,” he whispered into her ear and blew hot air. She did not reply and he continued his arousal techniques. He moved his head over hers and kissed both the cheeks with some passion. He heard her take a sharp intake and turned to look directly into her eyes. “I know that you like me aunty otherwise you would have dislodged me off yourself and run away without caring what would people say and I understand your position as well,” he said caressing her cheek with his fingers. “But you must also know that I like you very much and want to love you like nobody has ever loved you. I just want tonight to be the best part of my memory and if possible yours as well. Let us do what fate has brought together to do…after tonight I will never even look at you if that is what you want.” She was shivering and Rahul cloaked the blanket over them. Anjali was staring at him with awe and her eyes were shining. She could feel her inner conscious die away with that for her body to accept him. “No one will ever find out what happened tonight! I will never betray you and only love you” Saying this he lowered his lips over hers again and gently kissed her. As he pulled back to change the angle and kiss again, she tilted her head as well and Rahul received a kiss from her. Delighted at the effect he had created Rahul hugged her tightly and the kisses gradually changed into passionate and loud smooches. Rain was still pouring down and it concealed the loud exotic sounds coming out of the room from their adoring and enthusiastic love making. They kissed uncountable times cherishing the love generating from their insides and trading their saliva into each other’s mouth. Rahul held her cheeks firmly and penetrated her mouth with his tongue and he surveyed every part of her mouth with his tongue sucking on the ever flowing and oncoming saliva. Then her tongue entered the fray to battle it out with my tongue and our tongues fought valiantly for the tasty saliva. After that they laughed silently and kissed for few more minutes before Rahul had had enough. “Didn’t I say you’ll enjoy?” Anjali pulled a funny expression and smiling Rahul lowered his head and approached her breasts. His right hand clutched her right breast and he gave a gentle squeeze, the left hand was on her face fingering her lips while his mouth sucked her left boob’s nipple. He pinched her nipple with his thumb and fore finger and pulled it making her gasp. He looked up to her and she gave him a positive expression but she did not smile even now which stung him. Now he bit her nipple and pulled her nipple between his teeth while he felt the fingers of his left hand were being sucked deep into her mouth. Their bodies rubbed against each other as the cold numbness settled in due to the rain droplets fell over them and Rahul continued sucking her hefty breasts keeping her as aroused as possible while she moved her hands over his head with her fingers penetrating her hair. He continued the fondling for and sucking for some time and then stopped. He moved lower down her body and reaching her waist. He gestured towards the unused pillow beside her head and Anjali obediently gave it to him. He lifted her delicate ass and pushed the pillow under it which kept her vagina right in front of his eager face. She lifted her head curiously and watched as Rahul grabbed her legs and kissed her thighs. Rahul knew that the thigh was one of the most sensitive parts of a woman’s body. He kissed all the way around her thighs on both the legs. He looked at Anjali who was seizing the pillow under her head and squirming all over biting her lips. He moved lower down her thigh and reached her vagina which unfortunately wasn’t shaved but there was a patch of hair over it. But fortunately it wasn’t as bad as it looked the patch was only above the vagina whereas the pussy lips wasn’t surrounded by any. When he parted her pussy lips he could easily see pinkish flesh in there without any hair obstructing the view. His fingers parted the labia and he inserted his fingers deep into her pussy feeling the hot pussy walls wrapping around them. Rahul started moving the fingers in and out of her pussy which made her wriggle in pleasure sending currents across her body. Her breathing grew heavier and she moved her waist back and forth. Rahul pulled out his fingers to notice wet secretions covering them. He licked his fingers clean and lowered his mouth over her. His lips touched her pussy lips with a loving delicacy, it was just like kissing her real lips but the difference was that there was this warmth reverberating from the vagina mixed with a seductive aroma which turned him hornier than he had been. His cock was itching with anticipation and reminding him that it needed some fun as well. But Rahul waited as he knew that Anjali bhabhi needed an orgasm first to make things easier. His work began with sheer talent of love making nobody that could teach. His lips kissed and sucked her vagina making her whole body writhe in pleasure. Rahul worked like an expert and stimulated her clitoris with his tongue and at the same time fucked her with his middle finger. It was tiring action but even as his wrist ached he continued doing that until she had her first orgasm. Rahul knew that she had experienced one the moment she raised her entire waist and pushed her pussy onto his face while gasping in pleasure. Then while sucking he spotted a fat bubble of vaginal secretions escaping her hole but before it could Rahul sucked it up and gave an additional vacuum type mammoth suck on her pussy. Childish laugh escaped her lips and Rahul moved forwards over her body. He undressed quietly and Anjali watched with a twinkle in her eyes. There was thunder clap outside as he bent over her body and their naked bodies touched each other for the first time. Their height ratio was perfect and Rahul held his cock. He guided it expertly into her vagina bending and pushing his cock whenever necessary. And in about few seconds he was inside her completely. Anjali’s eyes were closed and the moment he entered completely she hugged him tightly massaging his smooth back as he pushed his hip as deep as he could into her womb. The rain had turned into a storm and it was pouring down heavily in the village, Rahul was furiously fucking her smashing his cock into her pussy and for the first time he left aside the gentleness about the love making that he had displayed until now. The bed rocked hard and made loud creaking noises in continuous rhythm as Rahul went in and out in a constant but hasty way. Anjali’s eyes where tightly shut and her teeth were biting her lips as she felt Rahul love her like nobody had ever loved her. She felt his cock go deeper and deeper with every thrust and she felt happy that Rahul wasn’t showing any mercy. Rahul’s face was dug into the pillow next to her head as he rammed her with all his power and Anjali turned her face and bit his ear gently. Loving the gesture Rahul turned to face her kissed her whilst fucking her deeply and she kissed him back. They rolled over after few minutes as Rahul paused in the act of fucking to relax him and control the semen raging inside his testicle. Now Anjali was on top of him and he was pressing her boob. She had her eyes closed and slowly they resumed the fucking in woman on top position. His hands groped her boobs and pinched while she rhythmically moved up and down. Rahul’s cock was completely wet now with all the juices flowing out of her pussy and he knew that he won’t be able to control longer. Anjali gasped and pulled her hair as she reached an orgasm. Rahul too felt the semen reach the tip of his cock and rolling over the bed again and holding hands tightly he fucked her in missionary position for few strokes and he sprayed all his semen into her womb. Anjali was already half unconscious and Rahul too fell over her and kept his mouth over hers. They relaxed for as long as they could and then Rahul lay next to her holding her in his arms. Anjali was feeling good as Rahul held her in his arms. She tilted her head upwards to face him and Rahul lowered her lips over hers and kissed her. Rahul: I never knew sex was this good! Anjali never talked dirty so she just smiled and accepted another kiss. Rahul: Really Anjali you made my night! I will never ever forget this night. Anjali: Me too…Err- I must tell you Rahul that nobody has ever loved me like you did today. I really feel so happy and content. They kissed again. Rahul: So…are you going to find me a girl from your village now? Anjali pinched him and stood up to leave. She dressed quietly and Rahul just watched admiring the beauty of the woman who had turned his dreams into reality. She was completely dressed now and there was this awkward silence: how do you say good-bye after sex with somebody who isn’t your husband? But Rahul understandingly stood up naked and walked with her to the door. He opened the door and was about to say good night when Anjali kissed him on the cheek and walked away swiftly leaving behind the aroma of her body. Rahul walked to his bed and plucked out few broken bangle pieces out of his bed before dropping over his bed. Really, he would never forget that night. Few days went past without Anjali making even eye contact. Rahul was worried whether she was thinking that their love was a mistake. And soon he heard from his mother that she and her husband were using another room so Rahul knew that Anjali was anyway having sex with her husband and did not need him. I was Sunday night and as usual men were drinking alcohol outside. Rahul did not like to drink so he was reading a book in his room. Hours went by and the voices coming from the garden died down. He checked the time and found that it was nearing midnight. So he kept the book away, undressed and dropped over his bed. After what seemed like few minutes he heard the jingle of bangles and the swishing of sari. His eyes opened and he found Anjali standing next to his bed with a smile on her face. Rahul’s eyes widened and he grinned. Rahul: How? I thought you were sleeping with your husband. She put her finger on his lips and said. “He is asleep” and she began undressing. But Rahul again opened his mouth to question but she just climbed over the bed and kissed him after saying: Anjali: Shh! everything is planned! Thank you for reading this story. I hope everyone enjoyed guys. And I really hope you all had an orgasm. I cannot give my email for your comments (I had a very bad experience the last time I did). So to contact me you can use the “contact author” software given below the story in ISS. Or please comment below. Disclaimer: Neither do I support nor do I recommend adultery. Story is only for arousal and masturbation.