Riya – Neighbour Aunty’s Hot Busty Daughter
big boobs, busty, college girl

Hello ISS readers. This is Arjun back with another story to share with you guys. Thanks for your love and support for stories about Saranya aunty and Shreya aunty. You can read them from my profile if interested. It is okay even if you don’t read them but keep in mind that I am neighbour cum owner of Saranya aunty’s flat and we have a sexual relationship still continuing. It started due to her dissatisfaction with her husband in money matters. I took it as an advantage and lured her that I will give her back half of the rent if she sleeps with me whenever I want in a month. That greedy bitch agreed to it and all that is described in my previous story of Saranya aunty in two parts. Now coming to this story, it happened in the recent past and it is about her daughter, Riya who was two years younger than me and is twenty-two years old currently. She is thick, busty and has good height. She has got curves and assets that an average teenage girl craves to have for attracting guys. She is effortlessly sexy and as she walks, her ass sways in those jeans and her tits jiggle in that tight t-shirt or kurti she wears. We both went to the same college and she was my junior. We had been so close all the time that people thought we were in a relationship but we are not. She used to come with me on my bike daily and I intentionally put my books at the college locker to avoid wearing bag which will come in between me and her boobs when she gets on my bike. In the ten minutes ride to the college from home, I used to take full advantage of the potholes and speed-breakers to get her boobs crushed on my back. She thinks that it is fine and all those aren’t intentional. In the one year of my affair with Saranya aunty, I always told her about the mischievous activities I do with her daughter and about the intentions I had for her daughter. Every time I told her, she scolded me using dirty words and asked me to get satisfied with her alone and not to disturb her daughter. She was worried every time she saw me with her daughter but didn’t say anything because she was confident that I won’t get a chance to do anything with her daughter. But her assumption proved to be wrong with time. Riya was not a very studious girl or a topper. As I was close to her and her senior too, she asked me to explain to her a few subjects. Even I was not a topper but I used to learn something to explain her. Slowly, I started getting closer to Riya by going to her home to explain to her a few subjects. I started going every evening to explain to her. In the beginning, we used to study in the hall but later she started sitting in the bedroom as there was air conditioner in the bedroom. My intentions were not to get her in my bed but just to look at her hot body while I taught her. She used to wear shorts and a t-shirt in the evenings at home. It exposed her slim but hefty thick thighs and her bust on top. I used to sit in front of her and she would bend over the table to study as her chair was a bit high. That was the time when I enjoy myself watching that soft and squeezy cleavage of hers. Now because of Riya, I had a reason to go to Saranya aunty too. Before, with the fear of her husband, Saranya aunty insisted me not to come to her house. Instead, she only used to come when nobody was there at her home to have that erotic fun with me. Riya’s dad who was Saranya aunty’s husband also didn’t object me coming to their house daily as he felt that his daughter’s grades were improving because of me. As soon as he leaves the house at seven or eight in the evening for his night shift, I used to go to the kitchen leaving Riya to study and used to get touchy with Saranya aunty. At first, she used to fear that her daughter might see but slowly she caught up to my excitement and started cooperating even in her house too. So my dream to fuck aunty in her own bedroom was fulfilled one fine day. I gave Riya a test to take and told that I will come back to check it in one hour. She said okay and started taking the test. I got her some snacks and water so that she will not come out of the room and left. As she was writing the test, I went to the kitchen and pulled Saranya aunty by catching hold of the pallu of her saree and made her follow me to her bedroom which was right beside the room where her daughter Riya was taking the test. Saranya aunty was so excited and tensed and asking me to stop and leave her. But I was doing my own work stripping her down and removing her blouse hooks. After she got semi-naked, I told her that we had one hour to do it and she finally accepted but on one condition that we should be very quiet. That acceptance from her made me more excited and we did it silently with little moaning and groaning. We closed each other’s mouths when we felt like we are moaning loud and it was really exciting. We finally came together in half an hour and kissed for some fifteen minutes after we got done. After we got up and dressed, we realized that we didn’t even lock the bedroom door for which we felt really adventurous and scary. We hugged again and kissed for some time behind that unlocked door and I went back to Riya to check her test paper. I found her still in her place attending the test and felt a bit relaxed. That day was over and I did it almost every day with Saranya aunty in her own bedroom. A year passed and I passed out of the college but still stayed back in Chennai itself to enjoy with Saranya aunty. One more year passed and Riya came to the final year of her B.Tech. This is the present time. One hot afternoon, Riya came to my flat in a hurry and she was sweating like hell. She came walking and running all the way from her exam hall. She hugged me and started crying. I was in total confusion and I made her sit beside me on the sofa. I gave her a glass of water and asked her to calm down. I held my hand on her shoulder and asked her, “What happened? What are you doing here in your final exam time?” Riya: Arjun, I got caught under malpractice for copying from my phone. Me: What?! Why did you do that in your final exams, Riya?! These are not like your internals. Riya: I thought I would fail. Now the invigilator told me that I will have to study the semester again. Please do something, Arjun. Please. Me: What can I do? It is not in my hands. Riya: I saw the invigilator with you when you were in college, I think he is close to you. Can you please talk to him? I enquired her about how he looks and got to know that he was a senior of mine. He was doing his intern as a teacher after his M.Tech and is a good friend of mine when I was in college. So I asked her to calm down and told her that I will talk to him before the evening. She wiped her tears and relaxed back on the sofa. She was wearing black leggings and a blue tight-fit kurti that showed her side thighs and her shape. With those sweat spots on her dress and sweat on her body, she looked so sexy beside me on the sofa. She was still panting heavily as she ran a lot which made her breathe in and out heavily. Her boobs were blowing up and down as she breathed heavily. The sight of her in that position gave me a boner and I got an urge to take advantage of the situation. Me: Riya, I am not sure that he will accept to keep your paper back without the malpractice sign. She started to cry again. I went closer to her and consoled her by putting my hand on her shoulder. Her side-boobs were touching my chest. I held one of her hands in my hand and my other hand was on her shoulder while consoling her. Me: Please stop crying. It was your fault to take the phone to the final exam hall. (while rubbing her shoulder) Riya: I know, but please do something, please try to convince him. She put her head close to my chest and started to cry. I slowly slid my hands down her shoulder to her waist and started to rub her waist while consoling her. She was busy crying and not conscious of what I was doing! I slowly slid my hand to her ass and started rubbing there too as if I was consoling her by holding one of her hands in my hand. Slowly, she started to move away from me as she felt that my hand was going lower and lower. Me: Shhh. Don’t move. I will ensure that you will pass this year. Even if he asks money for doing that, I will pay that. Just do what I say now. Saying this, I took her hand and slowly placed it on my boner and made her rub my boner over my pants with her hand. She took her hand back and said, “Arjun, what is this?! No.” I stiffened my grip on her and slowly made her do it for some more time as she resisted. Me: Think again. Do it and you will pass. You don’t have to make your parents ashamed by letting them know that you copied and got caught. Riya: No Arjun, please. I can’t do this. My mom will kill me if she gets to know about it. Me: Are you afraid of your mom? Don’t worry, she will never know. It is okay even if she knows. She can’t say anything. Riya: Please, Arjun. No. Please leave me. Her hand was still on my boner all this time and it was throbbing to come out of my pants. Me: Okay then, you can go and get failed. I am not talking to anyone to get you out of this. Riya: Arjun, please. Please, please. I will do whatever you say. Open your pants but please make it fast. Me: Depends on your cooperation. Get up and remove your clothes. I watched her as she lifted up her kurta and removed it. I smelled it and threw it aside. I stood up and unclasped her bra hook. She caught her bra from falling by covering it with her hands. I stood behind her and pulled her pants down and made her bend over on the sofa. Her bra fell off making her busty boobs swing and jiggle as she moved. My dream teen who was the daughter of my dream milf was now ready to get fucked by me within a few moments. What happened next will be revealed in part of the story. Do send me your valuable experiences while reading my story at [email protected] Comments and reviews, especially from women, are most welcome.