Usha Aunty: Beginning Of Happy Endings
aunty, horny, indian

Every morning as I entered my gate after coming back from my morning swim, she would be there, sweeping the parking area. It was hard to take my eyes off her huge ass bent over. I can feel her big boobs jiggling inside her nighty with the moment of her hand. On some lucky days, she would be wearing a saree which easily exposed her mouth watering cleavage. The view of her cleavage shining against the morning sun is a treat to watch. Within those few seconds I had, to walk past her, I scan her sexy curves and by the time I start climbing up the stairs, I realize my dick is already poking from the inside. I have to rush to the bathroom and spurt my sperm and cool myself down under the shower. “So much hotness in one woman”, I thought, soaping my 7-inch dick. This Voluptuous bombshell, my friends, is Usha aunty, our tenant who has been my fantasy queen for a decade. And this is an attempt to share with you, my sexperiences with her. I have decided to give an episode wise account of our carnal adventures. I will call myself Hardick from Hyderabad. I am 26, 5’8 tall and recently took a job which involves me working from home most of the time and going on field trips once or twice a week. This gave me an opportunity to get closer to my sex queen and explore all her curves literally. Usha aunty, who is in her early 30’s now, resembles mallu actress Shakeela to give an idea to you. She has a medium complexion, not so fair, not dark either. With a bust of 32J and the big curves going along the height of 5’7, she can blow any ones dick off without even touching it. Clad in a saree, she looks like a sexy goddess freezing the heck in the pants. Her swaying ass is just out of the world. She and her husband moved into our ground floor ten years back and stayed on ever since. She is a housewife. They have a child just one-year-old. My desire to fuck this big lady started shortly after they moved in. One night, I returned home from a friends place at about 11 pm. I noticed several footwear outside Usha aunty’s door. Apparently, they had relatives over and they are staying the night. They are not asleep yet. Right beside the stairs, there is this big window which looks directly into their hall. They did not put a curtain yet. The light is on and some people are sleeping on the floor. Others are still arranging to sleep. As it was dark outside they cannot see me. My eyes were drawn towards Usha aunty who was sleeping with her head towards the window. She is wearing a blue saree with a black blouse. She slept on her left side with her hands folded. Her pallu is barely covering her cleavage. Her boobs are crushed between her arms and are popping out nicely. It gave me an instant hard on. That is when I decided that one day I will fuck this BBW’s bubbly ass. Usha aunty used to be friendly with me and my family members. Being from a village, she was open and used to talk to us in a jovial manner. I could never take my eyes off her assets when I find a chance. One day, she asked me to help her move two rice bags and while doing so, she gave me a good view of her cleavage while bending forward. As I lifted my eyes up, I realized I was caught staring. She gave a naughty smile but said nothing. We put the bags in place and I rushed out without saying a word. Nothing much happened between us after that. I left home for studies for the next seven years and then a job for two years. I went home only during holidays. When we saw each other I involuntarily used to scan her big curves. She used to smile and we used to speak briefly. She remained my fantasy queen all through. Recently I found this job here in Hyderabad. As I said I work from home most of the time, I got enough chances to speak with Usha aunty during this one year. I ogle at her whenever I get a change and get an instant hard-on. I still could not figure out how to get inside her nighty. I was too afraid to make a move. I satisfied myself by jerking off. As both my parents are working, I used to be alone in my home and she too would be alone with her newborn after her husband and elder kid went out in the morning. I sometimes used to play with her kid and the baby also got used to me. She used to come to me without crying. Aunty would ask me to hold the baby for a while when she has some work to do. I happily obliged as it gave me a chance to enjoy her curves in a close proximity as she moved about in the house. One day it all shifted to a new level altogether. The events of this day ended up with both of us sharing our bodies, sweat, and sexual juices. That day, aunty came upstairs and knocked on the door. I was reading a story on ISS and jerking off. I hurriedly stuffed my junk in my night pants and rushed to the door. Aunty said she is going to take a shower asked me to come and look after the baby. I said I will be downstairs for a few minutes. I can anyway not be able to finish jerking off. So I shut down the laptop and went downstairs after making sure, my dick made no tent in my pants. I went to her bedroom and found the baby on the bed with her toys. Aunty gave me the remote for the TV and said she will be back soon she got inside the attached bathroom. I got a chair beside the bed and watched TV while the kid played on the bed. I could hear water pattering on the bathroom floor and imagined how it is like inside that door. My hard-on was imminent as I have been shagging just a few minutes back. I tried to cover it with my legs crossed. The baby started falling asleep. I reduced the volume of the TV and watched the kid go to sleep. After few more minutes, aunty came out the bathroom. She was wearing a white Langa and only a towel wrapped her upper body. She smiled at me and noted that the baby has fallen asleep. I said I will leave now but she insisted that I stay back. She started searching for her clothes in the wardrobe beside the bathroom door. Her big ass inside the partially wet Langa gave me goose bumps. Her waist is open but her back is covered with the towel. While searching for her clothes she took her left hand off the towel. As the towel fell loose from her body, I clearly saw her left breast hanging from the side. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It is round and big. After finding her clothes, aunty left the room. She came back dressed up in a yellow color saree brought two bowls of sweet she prepared and gave one to me. She too got a chair and sat beside me and started watching the movie while eating the sweet. Her shoulder was brushing against mine each time she took the spoon to her mouth. My dick is already having a lot for the day and is not in a mood to calm down. As I did not put him back in my underwear properly earlier in the day, he sprang out and can be clearly made out from my night pant. I tried to push him in but it is hard with aunty sitting right beside me. I managed to hide him under the bowl until I finished eating. Thinking of a way to leave immediately, I got up and tried to go to the kitchen on the pretext of keeping the bowl in the sink. I thought of leaving the house from there. Aunty stopped me even before I could cross her and said just leave the bowl on the floor. Being a big woman she was able to stop me with her one hand. Now I found myself in an awkward situation. I was standing right in front of her with my dick hanging out of my underwear and poking towards her from inside my pant. She spotted my hard on and turned her gaze towards what she cooked up inside my pant. “What the hell is this?” she cried out. Let me stop here and let this story be the intro part of Usha aunty and her sexual escapades with me. I will be sharing the rest of the experiences in parts. You can share feedback with me at [email protected].