Muslim Widow Aunt's Memorable Road Trips free porn video

Hi all, its Ali here!
I’m back with another post of my slutty widowed Aunt, Sheen. This is a compilation of THREE of the most memorable road trips with Aunty Sheen. I hope you enjoy this post as much as you did the previous ones. I’m eager to hear your reaction to this so feel free to Like my story and drop in a Comment!

A little background first…

About me -
I’m Ali. I’m very fair-skinned, stand over 5” 10” tall with sharp features and straight, long dark hair. I have a tall and trim muscular physique from being a soccer player for years.
About Aunty Sheen -
Aunt Sheen is unlike the typical tall, fair Indian Muslim MILF. Instead she is dark, short and curvy. Sheen aunty is barely 5’ 5” tall, has dark brown hairless skin and dark, wavy hair. She has large, dark eyes with a short nose and thin, severe lips. Aunt Sheen is voluptuous, with large, soft D-cup breasts that were crowned with thick, dark nipples. She was in her late 40s, a mother of two, but still had a noticeably slim waist which flared out to make her wide, curvy hips. The sexiest part of Aunty is her enormous, round 55-inch ass. Aunty Sheen has huge, firm booty cheeks that jiggled enticingly whenever she walked. I also loved her thick, shapely legs and tiny feet.
Our History -
Sheen aunty had seduced me a couple of years earlier, just a few weeks after her husband’s death. Ever since, Aunty Sheen and I have had sex hundreds of times till now.. The best part about Aunty Sheen is her brazenness and the hunger to experiment sexually which has took on some really wild and adventurous sexual adventures.
Our Family -
I can’t reveal the name of my hometown for privacy reasons but I can tell you that it is one of the largest cities in central India. I have a huge, extended family, which includes the families of my father and his seven real brothers all living together. We are significantly well off and own a huge piece of land on the northern outskirts of my city and live in an expansive gated and walled compound. There are three 3-storied buildings spaced around the private compound with large, luxurious apartments for each family. My family, despite being rich, belongs to an ultra-conservative Muslim sect and every member of the family is expected to follow our religious edicts strictly. So, most of us, normally live a simple life.
This means that the women in my family would always wear conservative traditional clothing. When stepping outside, they have to put on a Hijab to cover their head and face and wear a loose Niqab to cover their bodies from strangers’ stares. I believe it was these and similar restrictions which prompted a few female members of my family to rebel and form illicit, sexual partnerships with me.

COMING TO THE STORY…

Sultry Sex at Sunset
(6 PM – 8 PM – Friday, May 2006)
This incident happened four months after Aunt Sheen had seduced me and had started a taboo but regular sexual relationship with me. Now that she had shed her inhibitions, Aunty Sheen had started becoming bolder and more brazen.
It was late afternoon on a sweltering hot Friday in the peak of summer, around 5 PM when I got a call from Aunty. I was hanging out with some friends. I walked away a few steps and picked up my cell phone.
“Hello, Aunty.” I answered the call.
“Hello, son. Where are you?” Aunty Sheen asked sweetly.
“I’m just hanging out with friends.” I replied.
“If you’re not too busy could we go for a drive, please? I’m getting very bored at home.” She said.
“Of course, Aunty.” I agreed, as I didn’t have any specific plans for the evening.
“What about Dee?” I asked.
She was not aware back then that her daughter, my older cousin Dee, and I had lost our virginity to each other several years ago and had been in a sexual relationship since then. Aunty Sheen had obviously kept her illicit relation with me a secret from her everyone, including her daughter.
“It’s okay. I’ll tell her I’ve got some work outside.” She explained.
‘All right. I’ll be home in half hour.”
“Great!” I heard her excited reply, “I’ll be ready by then. I hope you can get your car. It’s too hot for a bike ride.”
“Sure. I think I can arrange that. Don’t worry. See you!” I assured her and ended the call.
I excused myself and rode my Royal Enfield Bullet home from the wooded area outside our city where we would usually get stoned and chill.
I parked my bike in the common parking lot right inside the huge, black wrought iron gate. I looked up at the first floor of my building and saw a curtain twitch. I smiled quickly because I knew Aunty Sheen was looking from the window. I quickly walked into our ground-floor apartment and told my mom I had to take Aunty Sheen to get some things from downtown. Ever since my uncle passed away, my folks always encouraged me to help Aunty Sheen any way I could. So they didn’t have any problems when I said that.
As I stepped out of my apartment I looked to see Aunty Sheen already standing beside our dark grey Ford Escort. I smiled wide and hurried over.
“Hi, Aunty!” I said, grinning as I reached the car.
“Hello, Ali.” She replied though her smile was hidden behind her Hijab.
Aunty Sheen was dressed in a loose, black-colored Niqab which still failed to hide her enormous, round assets. The thin fabric of her Niqab outlined her large, round boobs and I was excited as I looked lower and saw the way her outfit clung to her enormous, curvy hips. Her face and head were hidden behind her grey Hijab while she had on a pair of dark sunglasses to cover her eyes in the harsh summer sunlight.
“You’re looking cute!” Aunty Sheen said softly as I unlocked the car and helped her into the passenger seat.
“Thank you!” I said, grinning excitedly now and looked down at my plain black tee and the pair of black jeans I had on. I wore a pair of aviators to shield myself from the harsh May sunlight. It was over 45 C and sweltering hot outside. I was glad that we’d be driving in the comfort of the A/C.
As I walked around to the driver’s side I knew that Aunty Sheen must have another motive for the drive. It was just the fact that every time we had been alone anywhere, Aunty Sheen and I ended up fucking.
It was around 6 PM when we left our house and without being told I drove to meet the west highway because it was one of the most scenic drives around my city. Aunty Sheen sat looking out the window, commenting some times, till we left the city behind and started on the four-lane highway. As I drove west, the sun was low in front. The asphalt highway gleamed grey and silver with the bright light of the summer sun reflecting off of it. I was glad to have my sunglasses on.
“God! It feels hot in this!” Aunty Sheen suddenly exclaimed.
I drove slowly in the left lane and sensed Aunty Sheen removing her Hijab from her face. I glanced across and noticed her thin, dark lips gleaming with the lip gloss she had on. Aunty Sheen loved makeup and would often over-do it, in my opinion. She would always wear thick makeup whenever we were out of town on a trip together. Although it did little to make her look good, it definitely made her look slutty. I didn’t have a problem with that because that’s exactly the way she behaved away from home.
I tried not to peek at her as she started to undo the buttons down the front of her long, loose Niqab. She did not remove her Niqab completely but let it open at the front. My smiled turned to a grin when I noticed what she was wearing underneath.
Aunty Sheen had on a flimsy but fitting black-colored satin nighty. It rested on a pair of thin spaghetti straps over her smooth shoulders and the low neckline showed off almost all of Aunty Sheen’s deep, dark cleavage. The cold air of the A/C immediately made her thick nipples harden and they stood out stiff against the flimsy fabric of her outfit. I looked lower and became excited at the way the soft, shiny fabric clung to her rounded tummy before stretching across her huge, wide hips. Her nighty ended just above her knees and showed off her smooth, thick legs. I noticed the pair of black, high platform heels only then.
“Got smokes?” Aunty Sheen asked and I forced myself to look up at her face.
Believe it or not, Aunty Sheen - the seemingly strict and religious mature Muslim - had started smoking at around the time she had seduced me. Her husband’s death had seemed to break her inner bonds of decency. She had no problem in smoking, drinking and would later on start getting high daily. I know because I’ve had to score large packs of top-quality dope for her from years now. As Dee was studying in Pune from the past year and she had disowned her son, Aunty Sheen lived all alone and could smoke whenever she liked.
I smiled and nodded as I pulled out the pack of cigarette I’d bought in anticipation. Aunty Sheen smiled and took out a lighter from the large, black handbag she was carrying.
“Mmhh!” Aunt Sheen moaned satisfactorily as she blew out the first puff of smoke inside the car. “I’ve been out of smokes since morning, son.” She explained and took another drag on the Classic Regular she smoked.
“You should’ve told me, Aunty.” I said as I was the one who would sneak in a carton of cigarettes to her once or twice a month.
“I thought we’d buy it now.” She answered and took another drag.
The smoke was filling the car now so I rolled down all four windows. Almost instantly the hot air drove the smoke out of the vehicle. Aunty Sheen put on the radio and we listened to the music for a while as the hot wind whipped my hair around. The sun had gotten quite low but there was still half hour left for sunset.
I have a habit of driving a car with my left hand resting on the gear shift and clutching the steering wheel with the right hand. Aunt Sheen had reclined the backrest of her seat and sat low on her seat, with her legs spread apart casually. I loved the way her thick, soft thigh felt as it pressed against my left hand.
After a while, I started to caress her smooth, upper thigh absentmindedly with my fingertips. I felt her shift and lean closer while spreading her knees wide apart. A little while later, I stopped and instead rested my warm palm on her bare, thick thigh. I felt her tense for a second before she relaxed. I stared ahead at the road and heard her light another cigarette.
“When did you fuck me last, son?” Aunty Sheen suddenly asked, over the loud radio.
“Mm…” I mumbled, caught by surprise at her bluntness, “I think it was the day before yesterday. Remember? It was in the afternoon, when Dee was asleep in her room.” I answered quickly.
“Hmm…” I heard her mumble as she took another drag, “Too long, don’t you think?” Aunty Sheen said straight-faced.
I immediately turned to look at her and noticed her grinning wide. I didn’t know what to say so I just grinned back and nodded my head. Aunty Sheen passed me the cigarette and I caught it in my left hand. I took a puff and glanced to the side and caught Aunty Sheen pulling her large, motherly boobs out of her low-necked nighty. The bright sunlight coming in from the windshield highlighted her voluptuous, round tits perfectly. I risked a few seconds to watch her knead her bountiful breasts and leer at me.
I quickly looked back at the road and slowed down. The traffic was light on the large highway, with mostly large cargo trailers and trucks barreling along. I drove at a steady 50 km/h and soon started tailgating a large trailer truck. I took a couple of drags on the cigarette and passed it back to Aunty Sheen. Again, I looked away from the road for a few moments which were enough to show me her lust-filled expression. I grinned before turning back to face the front. I sat straighter and rested my left hand on her bare, thick thigh once again.
“Mm…” I heard Aunty Sheen moan softly over the loud music on the radio.
My palm moved effortlessly up her smooth, soft thigh and came to the hem of her nighty. Aunty Sheen reached down and immediately pulled up her tight nighty all the way to her round, brown tummy. She eagerly spread her legs even more and my hand slid over to her soft, clean-shaven crotch.
“Mmhmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned approvingly when I turned my hand and cupped her mature, large labia in my palm.
Her hands went back to fondling and kneading her breasts. Sheen aunty continued to take drags on the cigarette caught between her lips. Soon, she flung the cigarette butt out the window and shifted lower on her seat. She finally settled low on her seat, with her feet now resting wide apart on the dashboard. I lifted my arm and she slipped her thick right thigh under it. I rested my hand once again on her wet, welcoming cunt and snuck my middle finger in.
“Yesss…!” She hissed as my middle finger slipped between her large, moist pussy lips.
Wow! I thought, shocked at the immense wetness inside her slick, hot cunt. Initially into our sexual relationship, I was amazed at the way Aunty Sheen could get horny at the drop of a hat. Later on, I understood that she is a nymphomaniac who has suddenly found the perfect way to satisfy her craving for sex.
“Mm… mmhmm… Ohh… Yess…” Her moans were loud enough to be heard over the rush of the wind and the loud music on the radio.
I wriggled my finger around casually, hearing her moan loudly every time my palm rubbed against her thick, hard clit. My fingertip kept slipping in and out of her hot, mature cunt while my palm brushed against Sheen aunt’s large clit faster and faster. I glanced around and watched as she squeezed her large, soft tits hard now. She pulled at her thick, prominent nipples and kneaded her round, dark breasts faster and faster too. The interior of the car was hot and despite the wind blowing in from the open windows, I felt Aunty Sheen’s cunt was hotter to touch. It was around this time that I noticed my young, thick cock making a noticeable bulge in my jeans.
All this time, I kept my eyes on the trailer in front and followed it at a steady pace, keeping a safe distance. The faster trucks and cars on the highway passed us by on the right but the dark, tinted windows prevented anyone from looking in at us.
“Mmmhh.. Ohh.. Yess.. Yess… Yess… Ali.. Ali..” Aunty Sheen kept moaning and calling out my name repeatedly as she neared climax.
“Aah!” Aunty suddenly exclaimed when I pushed my forefinger in her wet, mature cunt. “Mmhmm…. Mmhhmm.. Mmhh….” She continued to moan again as I started to fuck her with two fingers now.
Her mature cunt could easily accommodate my fingers and I leaned closer to her. I kept a steady grip on the steering wheel with my right hand while my left hand curled around the thick, mushy mound of her clean-shaven crotch. I slipped my fingers deeper into her warm pussy and soon found her G-spot.
“Ooohhh.. Yes! Yes! Yes!...” Aunty moaned very loudly followed with encouragement to continue doing what I was.
I could feel the textured surface of her G-spot on my fingertips as the heel of my palm pressed and rubbed against her thick clit. Her dark, warm cunt was already oozing enough juice to have made my hand wet till my knuckles. I could feel her thick, large labia lips clench and unclench around my finger as she moved her crotch in rhythm with my fingering.
“Aahh.. Aahh.. Aaahh… Ooohhh… Yesss!” Aunty moaned again and again but soon hissed aloud.
“Aaagghhh!” She growled out loud as the first wave of orgasm hit her.
I kept a steady grip on her crotch and my fingers kept rubbing against her G-spot and her thick clit which drove her into frenzy. Her body thrashed under my tight grip. Her high-heeled feet flopped down from the dashboard and she clenched her thick, soft thighs tightly together. My hand was caught in between as Aunty Sheen reveled in an intense climax. The warm, slick juiced gushing out of my widow aunt’s pussy rushed around my palm and soon covered her upper thighs from the inside.
“Mmm… Hmm… Hmmm…” I could hear Aunty Sheen’s labored breathing over the rush of the wind as she slowly recovered from an intense orgasm.
It still took a good minute for my mature aunt to recover her breathing. She opened her eyes lazily and popped her legs open. I immediately pulled my slick, wet hand out. Aunty Sheen reached to the back seat and pulled out a bunch of tissues from her hand bag. She quickly wiped my hands clean with the wet-wipes and later on cleaned her creamy, warm pussy as best as she could while sitting in the passenger seat.
“Ah!” I groaned when I shifted to sit straighter in my seat.
I had only realized that my large cock was painfully stiff under my jeans. Of course, I had been fingering her or almost 10 minutes now and my cock was ready with anticipation.
“Thank you so much, son!” Aunty Sheen said gratefully over the loud music on the radio.
I reached out and turned down the volume.
“You’re always welcome, aunty.” I said, cheekily.
I was following the huge trailer at a steady 40 km/h and could see the sun had gotten a lot lower. My thick cock was straining hard against my jeans. Aunty Sheen must have noticed it too.
“Aww… son. You’re so hard!” Aunty Sheen said, reaching out and grabbing at my stiff erection over the jeans.
“Hmm…” I moaned softly as Aunty started to trace her fingers along the length of my thick, young cock.
“Let me take a look.” Aunty said in a teasing tone and bent closer to me.
I knew what she wanted to do and moved my left arm quickly to the backrest of her seat and allowed her free access to my crotch. Aunty Sheen lifted my tee and pulled at my fly. She soon had it down and reached inside.
“Aah!” I groaned with relief as my aunt’s warm palm wrapped around my large, stiff dick.
Sheen aunty expertly pulled my large, hard cock out of my fly and I welcomed the warmth of the wind with another moan.
“Ohh…” I moaned as she lowered her grip and caught the base of my thick dick in a tight grip.
I was sure the veins in my long, stiff cock were standing out like thin cords. I looked straight ahead as Aunty Sheen leaned lower and put her face in my crotch.
“Oh, yesss!” I hissed in pleasure as soon as Aunt Sheen’s wet, warm lips wrapped tight over my thick dick head.
The engorged head of my circumcised cock was ultra-sensitive and reacted to the lightest stimuli.
“Aahh…” I sighed and relaxed when aunty lowered her lips over my cock and licked the thick head with her tongue.
I was finding it hard to focus on the road with aunty sucking my cock. I desperately wanted to fuck her now.
I started looking for byways to get off of the busy highway. There was nowhere I could pull up at the side of the highway without risking someone stopping to help thinking we were in distress. In the meanwhile, Aunty Sheen’s lips had reached half-way down my long shaft and I felt my thick dick head press against her throat deep in her mouth.
“Aack!” Sheen aunty gagged almost immediately and raised her head up.
“Hmmm…” I moaned approvingly when she sat facing me on her seat and began to stroke my large, wet cock.
Fortunately, in a couple of minutes, I found an exit on the left coming up and pulled into small, dirt road that wound over small barren hillocks and reached some tiny village a few kilometers away. Aunty Sheen immediately understood and I felt her grip tighten over my cock.
“Ow!” I cried out, “Let me search for a good spot at least.” I pleaded with her as she started to pump my thick shaft in a tight grip.
As I drove down the small, dusty road, I noticed a few young couples on a bike standing to the side, cozying up. They would all jump at the sound of the car but would continue back to petting as we drove by. I understood what it was. It was one of those spots every major city has – close, isolated and within an hour’s driving distance – where young, unmarried couples could go for some ‘privacy’. This was the only option for those who couldn’t afford the high charges for renting rooms at the several motels and water-resorts that lined the highway between my town and Amravati.
“There…” I muttered to myself.
We had reached an elevated point on the winding and looping dirt road. I could see the highway between two hillocks on the right. I drove the low-slung sedan slowly off of the dirt track and parked close to the rocks that made a small roundabout between the hillocks. It gave a perfect view of the highway a few hundred meters to the left and we could see far down the winding road continuing on to the village.
“Come on! Get in the back.” I said urgently and pulled my door open.
Aunty Sheen immediately released my thick, throbbing cock and stepped out of the car too. I walked around with a stiff dick around the back of the car. I found Aunty Sheen stood expectantly, holding open the door to the backseat and had to pause to take in the wonderful view.
Aunty Sheen stood with her open Niqab flapping around in the scorching hot wind. Her large, bared boobs stood proudly on her chest. The fitting knee-high nighty had slipped up and wound around her curvy waist now. I glanced down to see her dark, clean-shaven pussy gleam pink in the red beams of the setting sun. I wrenched my eyes away and looked at her face to see her standing with a smirk.
“Bend over the seat.” I finally managed to whisper.
I was impatient by the time she slowly turned around and put her knees at the edge of the backseat near the door. She leaned in and rested her hands on the backseat and then obediently pushed her enormous, bare butt out. I caught my thick, stiff dick and stroked it as I gazed at her sexy, round mature booty cheeks. It was all I could take as I stepped close behind her and bent my knees.
“Ooo…” Aunty Sheen cooed softly when she felt my thick dick head rest against her moist labia. “Aahh!” She exclaimed loudly when I rammed my long, hard dick in a desperate thrust a couple of inches into my aunt’s warm, wet cunt.
I started to jerk my hips back and forth, slipping my thick dick deeper, inch-by-inch, into my slutty aunt’s cunt. I grabbed her soft, curvy hips and pushed her closer to me with every thrust.
“Oohh… Oohh… Ooohh…” Aunty Sheen began to moan along with every inch of my thick dick digging deeper into her mature, hot cunt.
I looked down and my excitement increased even more at the way Aunty Sheen’s enormous, soft bubble booty rippled with every thrust. I stared at the ripples and began to fuck her harder now.
“Aahh! Aaahh! Aaah! Aaahh! Ooohh!” Aunty Sheen’s moans were turning into groans as I picked up my pace.
My thick, long dick easily slipped in and out of warm, slick cunt. I could feel her thick pussy lips tighten their grip increasingly on my thick shaft.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Aunty Sheen started making monkey noises when I began to fuck her fiercely from behind.
I was thrusting in and out with frenzy and had to hold her soft hips in a tight grip to stop her squirming.
“Oohh! Oohh! Oohh!” Aunty Sheen’s groans suddenly turned longer and I knew what it meant, “I’m… I’m coming!” Sheen aunty managed to stammer out just before her body tensed.
I kept thrusting in and out with big drops of sweat running down the bridge of my nose. I still remember the way they fell on Aunty Sheen’s bare, brown back and got mixed with her sweat. A second later, Aunty Sheen’s body relaxed and I felt every gush of her warm, creamy cunt juice as it sprayed out with each time I pulled out. Her plump body shook hard as she experienced her second climax within the hour. Thankfully, my legs were spread apart and her creamy, white juices didn’t splatter on me. It gushed out and spayed down on the dirt between my feet.
“Aaahh! Mmmm! Mmhmm! Mmhhmm!” Aunty Sheen continued to gasp and moan as my hips moved back and forth and my throbbing, thick dick pounded her creaming cunt like a piston.
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed and immediately pulled out of Aunty Sheen before taking a quick step back.
I think lady luck was really smiling down on me that day because when I jerked my head to flick the sweat away from my nose I got a glimpse of a dark jeep pulling into the exit from the highway. I was so familiar with them by now that my sub-conscious mind screamed “COPS!” the very second my eyes registered the color and make of the vehicle.
“Get in!” I cried out urgently and pushed her bare, large ass cheeks hard enough that she flopped down in the backseat, still thrashing in the throes of her severe orgasm.
I slammed the door shut and hurried around to the driver’s side of the car. I didn’t even bother to push my slick, stiff dick in my pants. Instead, I quickly started the car before pulling out carefully back on the dirt road. I waited for a second to get my bearings. I drove the car slowly on to a rise on the small dirt road and was relieved to see the cop car stopped at the side of the road, near the spot where the couples on the bikes were sitting earlier. Without wasting another second, I put the car in gear and drove at a casual speed past the cops. Fortunately, the cops were too busy with the chance to extort some money from the poor couples by threatening to call their families. It was a fact that they were meeting on the sly, because our society still frowned upon pre-marital relationships.
“Whew!” I sighed in relief as I eased the car on to the highway and left the cops far behind.
“What the hell happened, Ali?” Aunty Sheen suddenly cried out from the backseat.
“You won’t believe how lucky we got, Aunty.” I grinned and shook my head.
“Mmm… I almost blacked out in pleasure. I hadn’t climaxed properly from the past two days, you know.” She explained and I heard her sit up.
“We were nearly caught by cops back there. Thank god they stopped to check the young couples on the bikes first or it would have been hard to explain ourselves, Aunty.” I told her.
“What?!” Aunty Sheen sounded suddenly frightened.
Despite her slutty nature, she was still careful about how she conducted herself in the family. Something as illicit as being caught by cops while fucking her nephew on a dirt road would be immensely scandalous. Despite her bold and brazen nature, Aunty Sheen was careful to maintain her image as a rich, middle-aged and pious Muslim widow, in our family and around the city.
“Thank god!” She sighed with relief. “Let me sit in front.”
I nodded my head and flicked on the turn signal and stopped by the side of the highway. The sun had set behind the horizon but there was still enough light to see. Aunty Sheen quickly stepped out of the back and sat in the front passenger seat. I continued driving and came to a break in the road median. I carefully turned the car around and started driving back to the city.
“What about you?” Aunty Sheen asked as she lit a cigarette.
“Hmm…” I mumbled before catching her hand and placing it on my crotch.
My young dick was still semi-aroused within my jeans. Aunty Sheen’s cunt juices had made a mess in my underwear. She started to caress my dick over my jeans and took deep drags on the cigarette. The wind blowing in through the window was still hot and it brushed against my thick cock as Aunty pulled it out through my fly.
“Hhmmm…” I sighed with relief when Aunty Sheen started to stroke my cock slowly.
She formed an ‘O’ with her thumb and forefinger and gripped the base of my hardening dick tight and ran it along the thick, long shaft of my dick, making it rock hard in a few seconds. I kept my eyes straight ahead, driving in the slow lane at a steady 40 km/h once again. Aunty Sheen’s stroke got slower when my young cock was completely stiff. Her warm palm kept caressing and squeezing my dick till she flicked her cigarette butt out of the window. I immediately rolled the windows up and switched on the A/C.
“Aah!” Aunty Sheen cried out when I suddenly caught her behind her neck and pulled her towards me, “Oh, yes!” She next exclaimed with glee when I pushed her face towards my crotch.
“Mmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned with lust as her thin, glossy lips wrapped around my thick dick head.
“Oh, yeah…” I moaned softly and pushed my aunt’s face lower.
“Aaa…” Aunty Sheen opened her small mouth wide and let me thrust her face deeper on to my huge dick.
“Acck!” She gagged immediately as my engorged dick head bumped against her throat.
“Yesss…” I moaned aloud in pleasure at the way her lips wrapped in a tight vice-like grip around my thick shaft.
I pushed her head even lower and felt her body go tense when my huge dick head slipped into her tight throat.
“Aacck! Aagghh!” Aunty Sheen’s gagging and choking noise was loud in the closed interior of the car.
I knew she liked to have my dick thrust forcefully into her tiny throat. It was her way of submitting to my young, virile sex drive. I kept a tight grip on her neck and moved her head up and down over my thick, slick dick. Her hard gagging made her spittle run down the long, stiff length of my dick. After a while, I pushed Aunty Sheen’s face as low as I could and immediately felt her body begin to resist.
“Aaaghhh!” She gasped and coughed hard when I suddenly pulled her face up and my thick, slick dick out of her tight, wet mouth. “Huhh… Huhh… Huhh… Acck!” Aunty Sheen’s gasp for breath were cut suddenly when I pushed her face back on to my thick, throbbing dick again.
“Aack! Aacck! Aaggh! Aacckk! Aaggh!” Aunty Sheen kept making loud gagging noise every time my huge, thick dick slid deep in and choked her throat.
“Aaah.. fuck!” I moaned aloud and swore as I felt my orgasm nearing.
My heavy ball-sack crunched up and my slick, thick dick started throbbing noticeably inside Aunty Sheen’s warm, wet mouth. I loved the way her tiny throat squeezed my ultra-sensitive circumcised dick head.
“Oh shit! I’m gonna cum, aunty.” I announced and hurriedly checked the rearview mirror before signaling and pulling on to the shoulder of the highway quickly.
I left the steering wheel and quickly shifted the car into neutral before putting both hand at the back of Aunty Sheen’s neck.
“Aackk! Aaggh! Mpphh.. Mpphh!” My aunt’s gagging noises turned to muffled choking sounds as I pushed my cock all the way inside her warm, welcome mouth.
I came as soon as my thick dick head squeezed past her taut throat. My eyes closed shut and by body tensed.
“Aaaahhhh!” I groaned loudly in ecstasy as the first spurt of sticky semen squirted out of my rock hard dick and landed deep down in my slutty aunt’s throat.
“Mphh! Acck! Mmm..” Aunty Sheen struggled to contain the thick spurts of cum sprouting out of my dick and soon managed to start swallowing it.
I kept a tight grip on her neck and Aunty Sheen was completely helpless. She had no choice but to keep gulping down my thick, hot, sticky semen down her throat. I was lost in the throes of my orgasm when I felt aunty tapping my thigh urgently.
“Aaagghh! Huhhh… Huhh… Huhhh..!” Aunty Sheen choked then breathed hard through her nose, still keeping my climaxing cock in her mouth.
“Shit… shit… shit…” I kept moaning softly at the intense orgasm as I lay back on the driver’s seat, trying to catch my breath.
“Mm.. Mmhhmm…” Aunty Sheen mumbled encouragingly and sucked the last drops of my hot, white semen out of the engorged head.
She milked my throbbing dick with a hand now, while keeping my dick head in her mouth and licking the final drops of my cum.
“Wow!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed finally when she sat up straight on her seat. “You taste so good, son!” She said lustfully.
Her hand still gripped my slick but softening dick as she rummaged around in her purse. She wiped her slick spittle from my shaft and cleaned it as best as she could. I lit a cigarette while she cleaned my dick and kept an eye on the traffic in the rear view mirror. Five minutes later, Aunty Sheen and I had straightened our clothes and continued on our drive home in the dark, sweltering summer evening.

Sneaky Sex on the Safari
(12 PM – 7 PM – Wednesday Afternoon, May 2007)

I remember it was a very hot afternoon because the last 8-9 days of May recorded the highest temperatures in our region. My summer vacations were going on. Dee was also home so Aunty Sheen and I weren’t getting too many opportunities to fuck at home. Obviously, Dee and I had been fucking almost regularly now but her mother didn’t know it back then, neither did Dee know about my sexual relationship with Sheen aunty at the time. So, Aunty Sheen came up with a plan for a safari. She had seen an ad in the newspaper for Tadoba Tiger Reserve. It is one of the largest tiger sanctuaries in India and the biggest in central India. It was a three hour drive southeast on National Highway 247, from my hometown to Tadoba.
As usual, Aunty Sheen planned everything to the smallest detail. She contacted the help desk and booked a late afternoon safari for the two of us. She told me a week earlier and I was ready to go. I had to take my father’s Tata Safari because the weather was too hot for a bike ride. I told my folks what Aunty Sheen told Dee, that she had to go out to town to meet with retailers for her herbs and spice business. As expected, my folks readily gave me the keys because I was helping my ‘poor widowed aunt’.
It was a few minutes to 12 PM and I was sitting ready for Aunty Sheen’s call in my room. I had on a dark green fitting tee with a pair of khaki cargo pants. In the meanwhile, I was chatting with Dee. She was grumbling about her mom taking me with her. She moaned how it was the perfect chance to fuck, only if Aunty Sheen was going into town with someone else. I tried to pacify her and promised to meet up on the rooftop of our building late at night and fuck her till she’s satisfied. She cheered up at that when my cell phone rang in my hand. I got up from the bed and immediately answered it.
“Hello, aunty.” I said cheerfully,
“Hello, son.” I heard her reply, “Are you ready?”
“Yes, I am.” I said excitedly and patted my various pockets to make sure I had everything I wanted.
“I’m coming down now.” Sheen aunty said and I heard the distinct small creak as she opened the iron-grilled gate outside her apartment door on the flood above mine.
“I’ll meet you at the car.” I said and ended the call.
I hurried through the house, waving goodbye to my mom and dad in the kitchen. I walked out and had to put on my dark sunglasses because of the intense glare of the mid-noon summer sun. The intense glare was accompanied by a steady, hot wind that blew across our huge, common parking lot. I quickly got into the car and switched on the A/C. The huge interior of the SUV started to cool down gradually. I was busy transferring some of the stuff from my pocket into the console between the two front seat when I heard a knock on the passenger door. I smiled and leaned to open the door.
Aunty Sheen was dressed one of her fitting black Niqab that highlighted her plump curves. Except for her eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses her face was completely covered by a cream-colored Hijab. I looked lower and in a second, my eyes registered the way the enormous, round boobs were accentuated by the thin fabric. I could clearly make out her wide, round hips straining the Niqab on her sides. Soon, she climbed on to the tall SUV and took a seat.
“Ooh! Thank god!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed, fanning her with her hand, “It’s so hot outside!” She exclaimed, fanning herself with a hand and turning to put her large, black handbag in the back seat.
“I know, right.” I nodded and agreed.
“Are you ready?” Aunty Sheen said and smiled as she turned back.
The A/C was running on full blast and it cooled her down in a few seconds.
“Yes.” I grinned excitedly and turned the ignition.
I drove out on the quiet street in front of our compound and turned to the large, dual-lane ring road that runs a circle around my city. In the meantime, Aunty Sheen looked through the stuff I had dumped on the side console between the seats and hummed along with approval.
“Wow! You’ve thought of everything, haven’t you?” Aunty Sheen asked as she straightened up on her seat.
“I’m learning from you, aunty.” I quipped back.
There was heavy traffic on the ring road as the large, cross-country trucks and trailers were not allowed within city limits in the day time back then, they had to use the ring road to bypass the city during the day. I had to drive slower along with the heavy trucks lumbering along the ring road and it took 30 minutes for us to join the large, four-lane south bound highway. As we neared the highway, Aunty Sheen reminded we had to get some water and munchies. I nodded and pulled to the side of the road. I went into one of the various tea stalls and road-side eateries that lined the ring road. I bought a couple of chilled bottles of water and a few packets of chips. I also bought a few bars of chocolate as an afterthought.
“Whew!” I sighed in relief when I stepped gratefully into the cool car. I grinned at her when I noticed Aunt Sheen undoing the buttons down the front of her Niqab to get more ‘comfortable’.
I shook my head in amazement and started back on the ring road towards the highway once again.
She knew we were safe, as in no one we know or could recognize us could see us. I waited impatiently in line with a few vehicles that were waiting to merge with the highway traffic. This gave me a chance to look at my aunt.
“You look great, aunty!” I said and grinned in delight when I saw her outfit.
Aunty Sheen had on a fitting black-colored vest. The neckline was low enough to show off ample amount of the deep, dark cleavage. I noticed that she was not wearing a bra, instead, her mature, dark boobs were pushed up and supported by a small black-colored bikini top. My eyebrows went up in amazement as she straightened her long, dark blue skirt. It was made of a thin fabric and was stretched taut by her enormous, round hips. Lower, it fell down and flared out in a wide circular hem that reached to her knees. I loved the way Aunty Sheen’s smooth, thick and shapely calves were exposed in her outfit.
Aunty Sheen’s transformation from a religious, conservative Muslim widow to an ultra-modern middle-aged cougar always amazed me. It had been over a year but I was still stunned by the way Aunty Sheen could hide her second life so well in such a strict atmosphere.
Aunty Sheen folded her Niqab and flung it on the back seat. She turned around and fumbled in the central console. Soon, she had a couple of cigarettes and a lighter. She lit the cigarettes and handed me one just as I merged with the lighter but fast-moving traffic on the south highway.
Once on the highway the traffic straightened out and I drove at a high 80 km/h, weaving smoothly in and out between the slower trucks and vehicles. I have always had a knack for riding or driving and casually smoked and weaved in and out of traffic for a few miles. The SUV was one of the most powerful four-wheelers at the time and could easily beat almost every other car. The fuel tank was full so we didn’t need to stop for refueling till we headed back from Tadoba. I gunned the accelerator and drove with my attention on the road. Aunty Sheen had put on the radio and we drove, chatting excitedly about the trip. This was the first time we were going to go on a wildlife safari.
While chatting, I would occasionally glance at my aunt. I loved the way her enormous, dark D-cup boobs bulged out of her small bikini top. Her deep, black cleavage reflected the glare from the hood of the black-colored SUV. Her big breasts jiggled and swayed every time I passed a slower vehicle and against merged with the fast lane. She sat facing front on her seat, with the backrest reclining low behind and her sneaker-clad feet spread out casually in the well of the passenger seat. The steady flow of the cool A/C from the dashboard fluttered her light, flared skirt and eventually pushed it up to the middle of her thighs. Aunty Sheen obviously knew and she pulled it further to give me a good look at her smooth, thick thighs.
“Shall we?” Aunty Sheen asked after around an hour into the drive.
“Sure!” I agreed whole-heartedly and rolled down all four dark-tinted windows half-way down.
I glanced to see Aunty Sheen expertly lighting one of the three large joints I had prepared for us. They were all as thick as cheroots and rolled perfectly cylindrical with flattened tops. Soon she took her first deep drag with closed eyes. I reached out with my left hand but Aunty gently pushed it back on to the gear stick. She put the large joint to my lips carefully and I took a long, deep drag too. I immediately felt the burning, acrid smoke in my throat. We held the smoke in for several seconds before blowing it out simultaneously in a large, grey cloud which was quickly flung out of the rear windows by the hot wind blowing in through the front windows. We smoked this way for a long time. Aunty Sheen had to constantly light the end of the thick joint as our drags became less frequent. By the time we were half-way through the doobie, I was buzzing. Thankfully, I had smoked up with friends in the morning, right after gym, so the second joint had only slightly diminished effect. Despite this, I felt lightweight and my senses were heightened.
“Whew!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed and shook her head, trying to control her buzz, “This is so strong, Ali!” She said in a slow, stoned voice.
My eyes were focused on the road ahead and my stoned state of mind made me aware of the slightest noise, the faintest smell and the colors having become more vivid.
“I think that’s enough.” I said, quickly glancing at her.
Aunty Sheen’s lovely, large breasts jiggled along as she nodded her head quickly in agreement. She carefully squeezed the burning end of the joint in the ashtray on the dashboard console. She twisted the top close and slowly put the half-finished joint in a pack of Classic Regular. I rolled up the windows and put on the A/C on full blast once more. I waited for the blower to cool me down as I drove, looking straight ahead at the highway. She looked at the speedometer and touched my hand in a warning.
I grinned and eased up on the accelerator. I started to drive at a steady 60 km/h. We were only less than an hour away from Tadoba, thanks to my fast driving. I had to slow down even more when we turned off into the single-lane tar road that led to the tiger reserve. It was winding and was riddled with pot-holes which is usual for rural roads and those that ran through the forested area. I eased the car around the potholes and Aunty Sheen grasped my left arm and snuggled to me.
“Mmm..” Aunty Sheen mumbled as settled against my side.
I felt her lovely, large boob pressing hard against my arm every time the SUV crossed over potholes, which were numerous. Aunty Sheen’s right hand casually stroked my thigh as I drove slowly along the small, bumpy road. We passed several resorts with large villas and cabins in lush, verdant surroundings and Aunty Sheen promised we would come again and next time, we will stay for a couple of days at one of the beautiful forest-bordered resorts. She chatted and caressed my thigh absentmindedly till we reached the entry gate to the tiger reserve.
“Hmm…” Aunty Sheen exhaled, straightening her clothes, “Ready, son?” She asked as she smoothed down her dress to her knees and pulled her lowered vest up in an effort to cover some more of her enormous, dark cleavage.
I was buzzing hard but not stoned. I nodded and pocketed a few things from the central console. I took a deep breath to steel myself against the heat outside. I was surprised at the coolness as soon as I stepped outside.
“It’s so pleasant.” Aunty Sheen said, coming around the car towards me.
We walked together to the admin office and Aunty Sheen and I were led to a dark-green Maruti Gypsy with an open back. It had cushioned bench seats along the sides in the rear and roll-bars so tourists could stand safely while the vehicle was in motion. The assigned guide and driver greeted us with polite smiles. They were young men in their 20s from the nearby villages who had spent their lives in and around the forest. I tried to hide my grin by their discomfort as they tried hard not to stare at Aunty Sheen’s deep, dark cleavage in her black vest. They had obviously met tourists from abroad who usually wore shorts, skirts or similar clothes in the summer tours but it was rare to see a middle-aged Indian woman in such an outfit.
Aunty Sheen paid for the safari in cash from the large wad in her hand bag. I helped Aunty Sheen into the back of the Gypsy. The guide sat in the front passenger seat, beside the driver. Aunty Sheen sat on the left seat, behind the guide while I sat opposite her. Before we started, the guide half-turned to face me and gave us instructions about conduct inside the wildlife preserve. He stared at me as he repeated the drill, which he had done a thousand times till now. Sheen aunty leaned forward to hear the guide better. I could see the driver trying hard not to look at Aunty Sheen’s large, soft breasts as they nearly spilled out of the low neckline of her fitting vest.
The guide gave his speech for five minutes and we were on our way into the famous Tadoba Tiger Reserve. I was buzzing energetically with the good stuff we had smoked earlier. I was excited because I love nature and had been on a few treks with friends on the hills near our city. However, this was the first time I’d been on a proper wildlife tour and was extremely thrilled. I looked around in awe at the tall, leafless trees that overshadowed the smaller, thicker underbrush on the sides of the small dirt path. Although the larger tress had shed their leaves in the harsh, hot summer, the forest was extremely verdant otherwise. I immediately took out my brand new iPhone and started clicking pics.
The driver drove the car slowly, to allow us to see as much as possible. Aunty Sheen and I were turning around in our seats, trying to see everything that the guide pointed out. We saw several smaller a****ls, including a leopard and black bear as well as several beautiful indigenous birds.
As we drove along slowly, trundling over the potholes in the four-wheel drive vehicle, my eyes frequently strayed to my aunty sitting opposite me. As the vehicle bumped along slowly, I would stare at my aunt’s large, soft boobs which were swaying along with the bumps on the road.. She sat leaning forward and catching the passenger seat’s backrest for support. Her big, dark cleavage was extremely enticing. Aunt Sheen’s musky scent filled wafted to me and I felt my cock getting aroused. I clicked a few discrete pics that captured her lovely, large breasts and thick, motherly thighs perfectly.
Aunty Sheen frequently caught me staring at her thick chest, and would jiggle her huge breasts discretely to tease me every time. The driver had his eye on the dirt road while the guide was half-turned towards me as he pointed out the exotic flora and fauna of Tadoba. I was nodding along and casually spread my knees apart at some point in the safari.
“Ahem!” Aunty Sheen suddenly cleared her throat pointedly.
I looked at her and she was staring at the noticeable bulge my semi-aroused cock. I smiled and winked quickly as the guide turned to talk to the driver. Aunty Sheen looked at me and bit her lower lip in an exaggerated manner. I clicked a pic of her licking her lips and my cock twitched at this. I was amazed at the way my mature aunty could become so bold and tease me when the guide or driver could see us any time. Thankfully, they were trying hard to avoid looking at Aunty Sheen’s almost exposed boobs. The first part of the safari went on like this for about two hours. By the end of it, I had experienced a complete erection at least thrice, just from the way Aunty Sheen teased me discretely.
It was nearing 5 PM when we reached the break-point, as the guide called it. It was a large clearing deep inside the heavily wooded forest. It was round, about 100 meters across and bordered by the same, thick heavy undergrowth the large, leafless trees. The clearing had small, rustic huts spread around the front of a large, rustic two-room guest house belonging to the Forest Department. The entire meadow had ankle-high grass growing thick on the floor while huge, stack of hay were piled around the perimeter. But the best part of the entire place was a bunch of elephants! A couple of them were being used to pile the hay on the western border of the clearing. The entire place was busy with about 10 tribal men and women. Aunty Sheen seemed impressed too and smiled excitedly as we drove up to the guest house. The guide had explained that we would stop here for refreshments for half hour or so and then head back to the exit point of the safari, another hour-long drive.
The driver drove the Gypsy right up to the door step and I helped Aunty Sheen out of the back. I noticed the way the driver was staring through the rear view mirror at my mature aunt’s big behind as she climbed down. The driver parked at the eastern end of the clearing. The guide and driver stayed in the car but an old man suddenly appeared from the rest house. He introduced himself as a caretaker and ushered us in with a huge smile. Aunty Sheen chose to go to freshen up in the bathroom and I watched her large, bubble butts swing hard under her stretched skirt. I took a seat on a straight-backed wooden chair on the large 8-seater dining table placed to one side of the cabin.
It had been over two hours since we smoked up and I was feeling the ebb in my high by now. I casually asked the caretaker if I could smoke a cigarette anywhere.
“No, sir. No.” He shook hid head vigorously. “It is summer sir. Everything is dried so smoking is a fire hazard here.” He explained.
I used the washroom to clean up the dirt from the dusty track and joined Aunty Sheen at the table where she sat and chatted with the caretaker. I could see that he was failing to avoid staring at her deep, dark cleavage and almost bent double in nodded his head. He had a large smile on his face as he left the tray of snacks and tea on the table and went bowing out of the door. He I joined Aunty Sheen at the table and she quickly leaned in to kiss my lips.
“Muah!” She gave an audible smooch and smiled mysteriously.
“What was that all about?” I asked, recovering from the sudden kiss.
“I really want a smoke after this. So I asked him if I could smoke somewhere.” She explained.
“There isn’t. I asked.” I said, sullenly.
“Did you? Well, when I pressed a 500 rupee bill in his hands he instantly told me about the back.” Aunty Sheen grinned at my shocked expression.
“Really?” I asked, suddenly perking up.
I was sure the old man would have many questions later on. He would definitely remember that dark, thick and ultra-modern Indian woman who came with her son and gave him 500 rupees so he could bend the rules.
“Of course.” Aunty Sheen said smugly and grinned.
“Awesome!” I exclaimed happily.
We finished the tea in a few minutes and got off of the table. Aunty Sheen led me to the back door. She confidently opened it and I followed her out. I was surprised to notice that the rest house was quite close to the northern end of the clearing. There was absolutely no one here though. Sheen aunty caught my hand and walked with me to the tree line. We paused and casually turned around. I saw the elephants working on the right while our Gypsy was joined by another on the left. No one had noticed us so we quickly sneaked behind the tree line.
We were not worried about wildlife because the guide had told us that they tend to stay far away from human activity of this scale. Plus, the path looked like it was regularly used to bring firewood. Within a few steps the thick undergrowth hid us from view of the cars. We could still glimpse the tall elephants in the distance though. I quickly took a seat on a large, flat rock under a tall, banyan tree. Its hanging roots fell like thick ropes all around us. The floor was covered in dirt which was excellent because there was no risk of fire. The weather had cooled considerably in the thick forest and I felt a chilly breeze on my arms and face.
Aunty didn’t join me on the rock. Instead, she stood in front and looked around in wonder at the cool, dark forest around us. She rummaged in her hand bag and grabbed the packet of cigarette and a lighter. She carefully pulled out the half-finished joint from earlier and kept her handbag at my side. She looked at me and grinned as she put the joint to her lips. I took the lighter and helped her light the thick, stubby doobie.
“Hmmm…” Aunty Sheen mumbled satisfactorily as she took a deep drag.
She closed her eyes and passed me the joint. As aunty leaned towards me, her enormous, round boobs dangled down amazingly. I stared at her deep, black cleavage as I took in the first drag..
“Whew!” Aunty Sheen blew out the acrid, grey smoke which was quickly carried away by the cool breeze blowing in from the meadow.
I felt the weed hit almost instantly. I blew out the smoke and watched it slowly float away. Aunty Sheen and I smoked the half joint in silence. We had soon become completely immersed in the symphony of the birds. Flocks of birds flew overhead while some came home to roost in their nests on the tall tree tops around. The forest had gotten darker as the sun set behind the tall trees. It seemed like a lot of time had passed since we started smoking up but when I checked my cell phone, it had been only 10 minutes. We still had around 15 minutes more.
When the joint got over I carefully pinched the embers and placed the butt into the cigarette pack. I kept the pack of cigarette and my lighter in my pockets and started to get up when Aunty Sheen gently pushed me back. I was stoned and saw her eyes were blasted and red-rimmed too. Aunty Sheen swayed slowly as she stood. She took a step closer and I immediately got a mixed whiff of her fruity perfume and her peculiar musty sweat. I looked enquiringly at her.
Without a word, Aunty Sheen pulled up her fitting, black vest.
“Wow!” I whispered in awe as her huge, black and round boobs spilled out of her small bikini bra underneath.
“I’m so wet!” Sheen aunty hissed in a desperate tone as she pulled her long skirt and showed me her dark, glistening cunt.
“Please fuck me… Sir!” She whispered desperately.
That was our code for a rough fuck. I watched with increasing excitement as my horny aunt leaned forward and started to jiggle her prominent, pendulous breasts to tease me.
Instantly, I felt a stirring in my pants. The high state of mind and my aunt’s musky scent were immensely arousing.
I took a deep breath before I moved my hands up. I grabbed my mature Muslim aunt’s big, soft breasts from below. Looking straight in her big, brown eyes I started to squeeze her enormous dark melons tighter and tighter.
“Aah!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed softly when the pressure on her mammoth mammary became too much.
My fingers squeezed together till her round, huge boobs spilled out through the gaps.
“Sshh!” Aunty Sheen hissed and took deep breaths. “Aaah!” She exclaimed once again when I pinched her large, black nipples between my thumb and forefinger. “Oh... Sir!” She managed to gasp loudly as I twisted her amazing areolas hard.
“Yes, slut…” I said softly with a fierce lusty gaze.
I watched her smile through the pain at hearing this. My horny widowed aunt stayed put in her place, letting me fondle her large, mature breasts as I liked. I kept looking at her painful expression as I continued to squeeze her enormous, chocolate tits and twisted and pulled at her nipple.
“Hunh!” Aunty Sheen gasped in relief when I eventually released her huge, dark breasts.
“Pull your skirt up.” I whispered urgently after a couple of minutes.
Aunty Sheen immediately reached down and grabbed her long, dark skirt before pulling it up all the way to her wide, curvy hips. I got up from the rock with a noticeably bulge in the crotch of my khaki cargo pants. I pulled down the zipper as I stepped around her. Pulling my thickening, huge cock out of my fly I stopped when I was directly behind my aunt. My young, Muslim cock started to rise noticeably once it was released from the confines of my pants. It stood out stiff and straight like a horizontal flagpole in the cooling forest.
Aunty Sheen stood obediently in front of the waist-high rock and faced the thick trunk of the huge banyan tree. I stepped closer to her until my long, white cock rested on her huge, bare buttocks. I rubbed my erect dick slowly over her deep, tight ass crack. She let go of her skirt and reached behind her. I watched as she grabbed both her huge, round bubble butts and pulled them as wide as she could. I instantly got a whiff of her creaming pussy. My thick, large cock sank into the warm depths of her big, deep butt crack. It was immediately caught tight between her huge booty cheeks as Aunty Sheen let go and folder her arms under her dark, big breasts.
“Mm…” Aunty Sheen moaned softly when she felt my hot, hard cock trying to slip between her large, round ass cheeks.
My hands slipped around to her front and I brushed my palms roughly over her soft, round paunch before slipping them suddenly to her clean-shaven cunt.
“Ohh…” Aunty moaned louder when my fingers reached down and cupped her thick, moist cunt lips.
I immediately felt the warm, wetness of her cunt juices on my hands. Aunty Sheen was incredibly aroused. Aunty started to jiggle her thick, dark buttocks slowly and I felt my thick, hard dick being squeezed and bent. It started to throb now.
I spread my aunt’s mature cunt lips as wide as I could and slipped two fingers into her warm wetness.
“Oh… Aaahh…” Aunty moaned low and long when I started to flick her thick, prominent clit with my thumbs as my fingers delved deep in and out of her moist pussy. “Aahh.. Aaahh… Yesss… Sir!” Aunty Sheen’s moaned stopped and she suddenly cried out as I slipped a couple of fingers into her cunt.
She gasped as she felt four fingers inside her vagina. I started to lean on her, pressing her down. Aunty eventually had to put her hands on the flat rock in front for support. I pulled my throbbing cock out from the tight confines of my aunt’s large, round ass cheeks. It came out smeared with her sweat and the cool air of the forest felt incredible.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Aah! Ooh! Ooh!” Aunty Sheen’s groans soon turned into moans as I fingered her harder and rubber her large, thick clit faster.
“Yes.. yess.. yesss!” Aunty Sheen managed to gasp out once before the first roll of orgasm hit her.
“Aaaahhh….” She immediately moaned soft and long as her cunt squirted out her warm, slick juices.
I let her rest for a few moments before turning her around roughly. Aunty Sheen looked at me through flushed, half-closed eyes. Wordlessly, I pointed down to the ground and Aunt Sheen smiled as she went on her knees. She had to kneel straight to reach my crotch. Aunty Sheen started to reach for my thick, hard cock but I brushed her hand away. When I put my left hand behind her head Aunty Sheen immediately understood and quickly clasped her hands behind her back.
I caught my thick cock at the base and stepped closer to her. I watched as Aunty Sheen’s sparkling eyes switched back and forth from my face to my cock. I could see the hungry anticipation in them. I had to grin at her immense lust for her young nephew’s forbidden dick.
“Mm…” Aunty mewled softly when I began by rubbing my stiff, smooth dick on her face.
She closed her eyes and took deep whiffs of my sweat-smeared cock. I watched her close her eyes and a calm, satisfied expression form on her face as I brushed my engorged dick head over her thin, severe lips. Aunty Sheen didn’t need to be told and she immediately opened her small mouth as wide as she could.
“Hmm!” She moaned in delight as her thin lips were stretched by the wide girth of my huge dick.
I pulled her face closer and felt her wet, warm tongue start running in circles around my ultra-sensitive circumcised dick head.
“Yess…” I whispered encouragingly.
Aunty Sheen’s tongue started to rub the underside of my thick shaft as I pulled her head closer. I shoved another couple of inches of my hard, young cock into my aunt’s warm, welcoming mouth. I watched her face intensely all this while. I kept slipping my thick dick till my engorged dick head reached her tighter throat. I saw the way her eyes bulged for a few moments as she tried to control her gag reflex. I froze, letting her get used to it and Aunty Sheen successfully throated my cock.
“Oh yeah!” I had to groan out aloud from the intense and lovely pressure from Aunty Sheen’s tight throat on my huge dick head.
Aunty Sheen boldly deep-throated my huge dick for over 10 seconds before eventually it became too much and I saw the panic in her eyes. I slowly pulled my thick, slick dick out from her warm mouth.
“Mpphh! Mmphh! Mmhhmm.” Aunty’s gasps for breath were muffle by my dick as it rested its thick head in her wet mouth.
I let Aunty Sheen catch her breath and pulled out my cock suddenly from her mouth. I gestured her to get up and turned her around to stand leaning against the rock, as earlier. I took a deep breath and bent my knees, placing my slick, thick dick head over her mature, mushy labia lips.
“Sshh…” Aunty Sheen hissed in anticipation as I rubbed the huge head over her thick clit and teased her.
“Aaaah!” She immediately cried as I pushed my huge dick head without a warning into her wet, warm cunt.
I gave another jerk and a couple of inches more of my thick cock slipped into her mature pussy. I pulled out just till my huge dick head remained inside and gave another jerk which sank half the length of my big, hard dick instantly.
“Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohhh! Oohh! Sir..! Fuck!” Aunty moaned but cried when she felt my thick dick suddenly penetrate her creamy cunt.
I always loved when Aunty Sheen called me that. The title of command around me incredibly and my thick, huge cock throbbed as It thrust in and out of my widowed aunt’s hungry, mature pussy. My hips jerked back and forth faster and faster till Aunty Sheen’s soft, large booty cheeks rippled constantly as my crotch smashed against her from behind. I straightened a little and inserted my thick, slick dick at a downward angle deep into may aunt’s cunt.
“Oohh! Fuck, yeah!” Aunty Sheen moaned aloud and swore when my thick dick head suddenly rubbed hard against her G-spot. “Ohh! Oohh! Oohh! Oohh! Yess… Yess.. Yess..” Aunty Sheen started to moan encouragements at me.
I loved to hear her talk dirty. Aunty Sheen crossed all limits of decency when she talked. She would swear and use words that no one could even imagine coming from a seemingly respectable, mature Muslim widow. Her slutty talk was driving me crazy and I fucked her in frenzy from behind.
“Oohh! Oohh! Oohh! Oohh! Yesss… Yesss… Oh God!” Aunty Sheen’s moans became more intense each time I thrust my thick cock and her G-spot was stimulated.
I felt her warm, wet vagina clamp around my thick girth as another intense orgasm hit her. Her body froze and she had no breath to moan aloud but I continued to fuck her at a fast pace now. My thrusts went all the way in her smooth, wet pussy and my balls smacked against her thick, clit with every thrust in. I felt my aunt’s thin, creamy juices spill out every time I pulled out.
“Ali! Fuck! Oh, Ali! No! No! Shit!” Aunty Sheen gasped and swore at me as my constant fucking became too much for her climaxing cunt and she experienced yet another, even more intense orgasm.
Aunty Sheen’s knees buckled and she would have flopped over the stone but I had a tight grip on her soft, curvy love handles. I held her up with all I had and banged her pulsating, pussy as it poured her juices out continuously. The frenzied fucking and the realization that we didn’t have much time made me climax in a minute.
“Aaarggh!” I growled low and long as my thick dick became painfully stiff in my aunt’s creaming cunt.
My body froze, with my thick deep buried all the way to my balls in Aunty Sheen’s slick, hot pussy, and my cock finally spurted out the first thick stream of semen since morning. My eyes clenched shut and I was lost in ecstasy as waves after waves of orgasm took me higher and higher. It took everything in me to hold up Aunty Sheen’s exhausted body as I creamed inside her. My thighs and knees were straining from having being bent for so long but I couldn’t move a muscle as my cock spewed its seeds in my aunt’s mature cunt.
“Shit!” I exhaled when I finally managed to recover enough and opened my eyes.
My vision swayed at first and I staggered back a step, pulling my still-stiff dick out of my aunt’s messy, mature pussy. I held on to Aunty Sheen and shook my head. Feeling a little more focused I watched Aunty Sheen half-lying over the smooth, flat rock surface. I could clearly see the white mix of my cum and her juices as they dribbled down the insides of her thick, dark thighs.
I stepped to the rock and pulled out a bunch of tissues from her handbag and leaned back on the rock, wiping my softening, slick dick as best as I could. A few moments later, Aunty Sheen managed to stand up straight, staring at me through half-closed eyes and with a lazy, satisfied grin playing on her thin, dark lips. We hurried back once Aunty Sheen cleaned her creaming cunt. We were careful not to litter or leave any trace of us, except for the drops of cum and cunt juices on the rock and on the floor below it.
Aunty Sheen and I entered the guest house through the back door only a few seconds before the caretaker knocked on the open front door from outside. He entered and informed us that if we were finished with the snacks, the guide and the driver were waiting outside to continue the last leg of the safari.
Aunty Sheen smiled at me and we were once again, sat in the back of the Gypsy. This time, Aunty Sheen joined me to sit behind the driver. I sat beside her, further back on the cushioned bench seat. My aunt now sat leaning forward, exposing her deep, dark cleavage through her fitting, black vest to the poor guide. He stammered through the shock and eventually just started pointing out the interesting bits while facing the front.
“There!” The guide suddenly whispered and touched the driver on his arm.
The driver immediately stopped the slow-moving vehicle and we looked to where the guide was pointing on a small clearing behind us.
There, in the middle of the clearing a few yards downwind, a large tigress walked with her cute, little cubs prancing around her paws.
“Wow!” I whispered in awe at my first real-life tiger sighting.
We watched in awed silence as the tigress crossed the clearing and eventually vanished behind the darkening foliage. She walked slow and confidently and took over 30 seconds to cross the small meadow. Later on, as we drove in silence, the guide whispered that we were lucky because tigresses can be extremely protective if they have their cubs around.
After the tiger sighting, the drive was uneventful and we reached the exit at 6 PM sharp.
Aunty Sheen tipped the guide and the driver more than they earned in a month and I could see their wide, happy grins all the way till the restroom. After freshening up, Aunty Sheen and I gladly sat in the car. We both lit a cigarette ease and left for home at 6:30 PM. Aunty Sheen was completely exhausted from the intense fucking. She saw a few messages from Dee and called her to explain that her phone had died so she was not reachable. She lied to her daughter and told her that it would take another 3 hours for her to reach home. I checked my cell to find numerous sulky messaged from Dee, who was getting bored alone at home. Aunty Sheen must have been extremely tired from the intense fucking and multiple orgasms because she went off to sleep as soon as she finished her cigarette. So, the rest of the drive back home was uneventful but I will always remember the safari trip and my aunt’s shenanigans in the forest.

Sucking till Sunset, Fucking till First Light
(3 PM – 8 AM - Saturday/Sunday, November 2008)

This incident is from back in 2008 when I’d come home from Pune for a couple of days during the Divali festival. Dee, who is my older cousin and Aunt Sheen’s daughter, and I had been in a live-in relationship in Pune from the past few months. In fact, Aunty Sheen fully approved and supported her daughter’s illicit physical relationship because she was in the same boat. The reason I went for such a short trip back home was because Aunty Sheen had bought a new car for Dee.
It was a surprise from her mother so Dee had no idea about it. Aunty Sheen had called me and asked me if I could drive us to Pune. She planned on staying a few days and then catching a flight home. I eagerly agreed to her plan and applied for a 4-day leave from work. Although I had only joined Zensar only a couple of months ago, my manager was impressed with my performance and approved my leaves. I confirmed the plan with Aunty Sheen and told her I’d reach home on Thursday, spend a couple of days and then leave by car with her on Saturday for the overnight car-drive to Pune. Without a doubt, Aunty Sheen was extremely thrilled. We hadn’t had a chance to fuck in months.
I made an excuse to Dee that mom was missing me so I was going home for a few days. I knew Dee couldn’t come because she had loads of college projects to complete over her 2-weeks long Divali vacation. Dee, obviously, was upset but she was never assertive or too clingy when it came to my personal life. I instructed her on being safe while I was gone because she would be staying alone in the new apartment for the first time since we moved in.
Late on Wednesday night I caught a flight home. I did not get a chance to fuck Aunty Sheen during the two days at home. I did enjoy a session with my younger cousin and a fuck-buddy each. Soon, it was Saturday and I had to leave for Pune. My folks were worried about me driving over such a long distance with my aunt. However, they eventually relaxed when Aunty Sheen had a word with them. She assured them that she won’t let me drive fast and if she thinks I’m tired, we would stop for rest on the way at a hotel.
It was 3 PM on a cool Saturday afternoon and I stood with my folks near the brand-new, red-colored Maruti Suzuki Swift that aunty had bought for Dee. Soon, Aunty Sheen stepped out from the stairwell and walked into the common parking lot.
Aunty Sheen had a black-colored Hijab which covered her round, dark face and was dressed in a loose, conservative black-colored Niqab that covered her plump, short body. I could still make out her wide, curvy hips stretching her loose-fitting Niqab at the sides.
I quickly glanced away as my folks stood with me. I quickly took the medium-sized trolley suitcase from her and took the keys from her. I stored her suitcase and my backpack in the trunk and came around to see my mother and aunty hugging goodbye. I bid my folks goodbye and got into the car. Aunty Sheen took her seat and we waved to my folks as we drove out of the large, black-colored steel gate of our walled compound.
“Ali! Are you excited?” Aunty Sheen asked excitedly.
“Yes, Aunty!” I replied with a grin.
Aunty Sheen placed her large, black handbag in the rear seat and turned to switch on the radio. The car was extremely comfortable. It had all the trimmings and I liked it. It handled well in the traffic within the city and I knew it would be great on the long stretch of the highway.
Aunty Sheen asked me to stop at a gas station on the outskirts so we could fill up the tank. It took us around 20 minutes on the ring road to reach the western exit. I drove into the first fuel station to the side of the highway and pulled up to a pump.
“I’m going to the store. Want me to get you something?” Aunty Sheen said, opening the passenger door.
“Get some snacks and soda, aunty. I’ll meet you at the exit, okay?” I replied.
I watched her huge, round ass cheeks wobble under her loose, dark Niqab as she stepped out of the car and walked to the store. I paid for the full tank of fuel and stopped the car at the side, inside the exit ramp to the highway. I stepped out of the car and pulled up my black hoodie. I felt comfortable in a pair of black sweatpants and dark sneakers. I hadn’t bothered to put on a shirt underneath the hoodie. I leaned into the open door and emptied my pockets in the center console between the two large, comfortable bucket seats.
I counted a pack of Classic Regulars, a couple of disposable lighters, a pack of rolling papers, my wallet and my iPhone. I walked back to the trunk and opened it. I looked around to make sure no one was paying attention before slipping a large bag of weed out from the depths of my backpack. I quickly pulled out a few thick, green buds and hid the large pack back into my bag. I acted casual as I emptied the pack of smokes and stuffed the buds in it. I stood up and looked around just in time to see my aunt stepping out of the store.
Nice! I thought as I watched Aunty Sheen. Sheen aunty had shed her Niqab and Hijab. Her dark, wavy hair was pulled into a tight bun on the top of her head with her eyes hidden behind a pair of dark sunglasses. She was now dressed in a dark-gray hoodie over what seemed like a knee-length, grey-colored summer dress. Aunty Sheen carried a few large bags in her hands and walked casually, ignoring the stares from the men at the fuel pumps. She walked boldly through the crowded gas station, her thick, shapely calves moving with purposeful steps. As she came closer, I could make out the large bump of her voluptuous chest under her hoodie and could see her enormous, round hips swinging with each step. I grinned when she reached the car and stopped at the passenger side.
I nodded and winked, leering exaggeratedly which made Aunty Sheen grin back. I quickly took my seat and grabbed the bags of snacks and soda from Aunty Sheen. She took her seat as I put the shopping bags in the rear seat.
“You’re looking nice, aunty.” I said, meaning more than I meant.
“I know I’ve said this a thousand times but you look very cute and delicious in black, son.” My aunty replied, with the same leer on her lips.
It was my turn to grin as I failed at modesty. We both laughed as I started the car, drove on the exit ramp of the gas station and merged with the heavy lumbering trucks and numerous cars that raced by. I soon got accustomed to the new car and drove at a steady 80 km/h. Aunty Sheen had removed her hoodie in the cool air of the A/C as soon as she sat inside the car. I was shocked at the extremely low-cut neckline of her summer dress. It showed off entire deep, dark cleavage. I caught a glimpse of her black-colored push-up bra as it supported her enormous, round D-cup breasts.
Aunty turned to the center console and looked in.
“Why..?” She started to ask when she saw the cigarettes littered inside and picked up the pack, “Oh! Nice!” She suddenly cried out in delight when she saw the thick, sticky green buds kept inside the pack of cigarettes. “By the way, I bought a carton of Regulars, just in case.” Aunty said.
“Cool.” I nodded and smiled, looking straight ahead at the road through my dark aviators.
Aunty Sheen adjusted her seat and turned around to get an old receipt from her handbag on the rear seat. She pulled her knees together and spread the square paper on her large, soft lap and carefully started to clean two, thick buds. In the meanwhile, my aunt lit two cigarettes and passed one to me. I put on the radio and we chatted excitedly about the surprise Dee was going to get. Aunty Sheen took her time to clean the stuff and half hour later she had rolled 6 thick, long spliffs.
We were a about half-way to Amravati when she asked me to stop the car. She said she wanted her laptop from her suitcase in the trunk. I shrugged and carefully slowed down and pulled over to the shoulder. I stepped out and pulled the trunk open. I grabbed her laptop in its small bag and handed it to her. Aunty Sheen smiled her thanks and powered up her laptop. She plugged it into the power socket and placed it on her lap. I helped her connect the laptop to the car speakers. Once done, my aunty reclined the backrest of her seat a little and settled in. I started driving as Aunt Sheen got comfortable in her seat.
It showed 4 PM according to the dashboard clock when Aunty Sheen finally lit the first joint. I rolled down the windows half-way down so the pungent, grey smoke would blow out of the car with the cooling wind of the highway. I drove at a steady 60 km/h behind a huge trailer truck that carried Hyundai cars. I kept a safe distance in the slow lane behind the truck before I grabbed the spliff she offered and took the first drag.
“Hmmm….” I moaned softly as the first hit of the day took effect almost immediately.
I felt my heart start beating faster. My senses were heightened. I could see the cars piled atop the back of the trailer in vivid detail. The sound of the wind coming in through the half-open windows became a rushing roar in my ears. I could smell the pungent smoke and the new-car smell clearly. I took a deep breath and paced myself.
Suddenly, the interior of the car was filled with loud moaning noises. I almost jumped in my seat and looked over at Aunty Sheen. She was hurriedly turning down the volume on the car stereo. My eyes went to the laptop screen and I wasn’t shocked to see a porn clip on it.
“Nice!” I grinned, recovering quickly now.
“Sorry. I hope I didn’t startle you.” She said, before hitting the play button on her screen once again.
I shook my head and smiled, looking straight on the road now.
“Hmm…” Aunty Sheen sighed, as she smoked the thick J and started watching the porn clip.
By the sounds of it, an aunt was trying to seduce her nephew in the porn movie. I grinned, knowing full well that Aunty Sheen had bought the premium porn movie specifically. No one would believe my mature, Muslim aunty liked to watch mature women and young boys, FFM and really loved BDSM porn. I’d taught her how to register at paid porn sites and she frequently bought premium porn movies online. We would only watch porn whenever we were alone. Aunty sheen loved to watch me get off when watching porn clips and she would finger or toy herself to multiple orgasms by the time I climaxed.
I took quick, short drags on the J, because I didn’t want to get stoned as a whole night of driving lay ahead. Aunty Sheen however was taking long, deep drags every time I passed her back the J. Aunty had earlier suggested that we stop and get a room at the night in a hotel and continue our journey in the morning. But I wanted to reach Pune early in the morning, before Dee woke up because I’d told her that I was coming by the morning flight, by 10.
By the time the joint got over and aunty flicked out of the moving car, I was buzzing. I loved the buzz of the strong weed. My aunt was definitely high because I could see her squirming in her seat. I pushed a switch and rolled all four windows up. The sounds of the porn became louder. I could hear the mature porn-star moaning as the young guy licked her pussy. I felt aroused by the way she encouraged her young ‘nephew’ to lick her and soon the interior of the car was filled with the loud moans as she came hard.
“Mhm..” I heard Aunt Sheen’s soft moan and turned to get a quick glimpse of her on the passenger seat.
Aunty Sheen had pulled her enormous, black breasts out of the low neckline of her dress. They lay propped up and swayed on her dark, voluptuous chest. She was fondling her boobs with both hands and soft moans escaped her lips as she became increasingly excited. Her eyes were fixed on the laptop screen and she watched with rapt attention as the young, white male porn-star licked the voluptuous, mature porn-star’s lovely brown Latin pussy.
An idea struck me. I kept my eyes on the road and reached out with my left hand. I rested it casually on my aunt’s thick, soft thigh.
“Ali…” Aunty Sheen whispered softly over the moans from the porn clip.
Aunty immediately pulled her loose, knee-high dress all the way up to her wide, curvy waist.
“Nice!” I commented when I noticed my mature aunt’s smooth, clean-shaven cunt.
She wasn’t wearing panties underneath and I figured she had planned this meticulously. I was glad and excited with my widowed aunt’s eager boldness. I grinned to myself and started to caress her soft, smooth thigh. I ran my fingertips gently from her round knees all the way up her cushy, thick thigh till I almost reached her crotch. Aunty Sheen had started to get desperate by now because I intentionally avoided touching her hungry, hot pussy. After a few minutes of teasing, I finally relented and traced the thick layers of her large labia with my fingertips.
“Oooo… Oh! Ali…” My aunty cooed over the loud moans from the porn movie.
“Oh… Yesss!” Aunty Sheen moaned in approval as my finger reached her thick clit, “Yesss!” She moaned encouragingly when I started to brush my fingertip over her prominent clit.
I could feel my thick, aroused cock strain against my underwear. I knew I had to ignore it so I focused on the road ahead and continued to rub my horny aunt’s large, pink clit casually.
“Yes… Yes… Yess… Oh Yess… Yess…” Aunty Sheen continued to moan loud encouragements, her breathing getting harder now.
I drove at a safe distance behind the vehicle ahead in the slow, left lane and grinned wider and wider as my horny, mature aunty came closer and closer to her climax.
“Oh, fuck!” Aunty Sheen managed to swear aloud before I felt her body tense.
“Aaaahhh!” Aunty groaned loud and long as the first wave of an intense orgasm hit her.
I risked a glance at her and saw her buckling as she climaxed heavily. She had to catch the laptop on tummy because her intense orgasm made her shudder and shiver hard. I could feel the warm wetness on my hand as her juice gushed out of her climaxing cunt.
“Ah! Mmm…. Mmmhhmm… Mmhhmm..” Sheen aunt cried out but then started moaning encouragingly when I suddenly slipped two fingers in her, warm wet cunt.
I started to thrust my fingers in and out of my aunt’s slick pussy at a steady pace while the heel of my palm pressed and rubbed her thick, sensitive clit harder and harder.
“Ohh… Oohh.. Shit! Again!!” My aunt swore and announced before she climaxed hard once more.
I distinctly felt the force of her warm, creamy cum when it gushed out of my aunt’s slick, wet cunt and splashed against my palm.
“Wow!” I had to smile at the way my horny, mature aunt climaxed so hard twice.
I slipped my soaking wet fingers out of her creaming cunt and cupped it instead. Aunty Sheen’s moans had subsided to soft mewing sounds. I waited till she recovered enough to put the porn movie on pause and reach for the tissues in her handbag in the rear seat. Instead of handing me the tissues to wipe my cum-soaked hand, Aunty Sheen hurriedly stuffed a handful in her crotch. She clamped her thighs tight together and managed to stem the flow of cum from her cunt with the tissues.
I let my sodden left hand hanging but soon enough my aunt raised the backrest of her seat and caught my hand in hers. I let her pull my hand and felt her thin, severe lips wrap around my long forefinger.
“Mmm… Hmmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned as she started to lick her cum off of my hand.
My cock was painfully stiff and was visible even over the thick, loose sweatpants I wore. It was getting dark now as the sun reached closer to the horizon. Just before we reached Amravati I stopped at the rest rooms at one of the toll gates. Aunty Sheen straightened her dress in a buzzed state and somehow managed to put on her hoodie before zipping it up. She went off to the ladies washroom and I relieved myself in the men’s room. Fortunately, the short walk managed to make my cock less visible as it subsided to a semi-erect state. As Aunty Sheen cleaned her crotch in the rest room, I waited by the car and replied to Dee’s and other messages on my iPhone. A few minutes later, my aunty walked out and we got in the car.
It was 6 PM and the sun had set as we continued our journey. We had covered a significant distance in the past three hours. Aunty Sheen had put now some trance tracks on her laptop. The volume of the car speakers was low but the heavy thump of the bass vibrated through the closed interior. As I drove, Aunty and I discussed the best ways to reveal the surprise to her daughter on reaching Pune. We came up with a few great ideas. I drove faster now and had managed to cover 100 km in the next hour on the double-lane highway till Washim.

“Let’s stop for tea, Ali.” Aunty suggested once we crossed the small town and started on a small, single-lane road which ran through a thick jungle and reached Aurangabad, 5 hours away.
It was past 7 PM when I spotted a lone tea stall at the side of the road. I stopped the car a few paces ahead and walked to the tea stall. There were a few farmers from the village on their way back from their farms. They sat inside the small team stall on wooden benches or were standing and talking outside. I took the two small glasses of tea I’d ordered and walked back to the car. I tapped on the window and Aunty Sheen immediately opened the passenger-side door. She stayed seated in the car but turned around and placed her sneaker-clad feet on the ground. Her loose dress was pulled up inadvertently and everyone could see her smooth, shapely bare calves in the lights of the passing vehicles on the highway.
I turned around and wasn’t surprised to see the villagers gawking at us. Although they could not see her face, they could definitely see a brazen woman who wasn’t ashamed to show her knees in a culture where woman cover themselves as much as they can. I grinned and looked back at Aunty to see her lighting two cigarettes. She handed me one and grabbed a glass of tea from my hand. I kept watching her as she crossed and un-crossed her smooth, dark legs. My slutty Muslim aunt I enjoyed our tea and cigarette as the bunch of young and old men gawked at her. Aunty Sheen simply loved the attention!
A few minutes later, we were on our way once more. The traffic on the dark, single-lane road was sparse and I overtook the slow, lumbering trucks with ease. Thankfully, the road had been repaired recently and was smooth so I maintained a steady speed of 80 km/h and enjoyed a few munchies with my aunt as we continued on our way. Soon though, Aunty Sheen lowered the volume on her laptop and turned to me.
“Ali…” She called.
“Yes, aunty.” I replied, with my eyes on the dark road ahead.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you something.” Aunty said and paused.
I waited for her to continue.
“How did you and Dee start fucking?” My aunt asked me casually.
“Well…” I said, trying to think why Aunty Sheen would ask me this now after she and her daughter already knew about my sexual relationship with them.
“I’m just asking because I was curious to know if my little baby is as horny as me.” Sheen aunty said and laughed to lighten the mood.
“Oh..” I exclaimed and relaxed. “She didn’t tell you?” I asked.
“No. We never discussed it. After I caught you guys and convinced her to have a threesome, Dee and I were happy about our new-found bisexual relationship. I mean, which mother can boast that her lovely daughter is her emotional and sexual support, right? I’m sure Dee won’t mind you sharing your first time with me, son.” Aunty explained.
“Okay. But what brought it up after all these years? I asked, curious.
“Nothing much, it’s just that she’s growing up so fast it seems and you’ve been keeping her so happy all these years. I guess, realizing that soon she would be married off to someone else made me wonder how she lost her virginity.” My aunty replied, “And I want all the details.” She said and grinned.
I nodded and grinned back. I figured she was right. There was no harm in sharing the details of the first time her young daughter had seduced me and we lost our virginity to each other. Plus, I’d already told Dee how her mother seduced me after her father passed away. Dee was understandably shocked and mad at her mother initially. But she was convinced when I stressed the fact that her mother, a lady with a high libido and now in her prime 40s, had gone without sex for over 16 years! I reminded her how Dee herself gets horny frequently throughout the day and how she started fucking me right after we came to know the wonders of sex.
In the meanwhile, Aunty grabbed the packet of cigarettes and pulled out a thick joint. I waited for her to light up and pass me the joint. I took a couple of long drags of the bitter, hot smoke and held it in. Almost instantly, I felt the tingling in my fingertips and lips. I passed the joint back to my aunty and cleared my throat.
“Hmmm…” I blew out the smoke through my nostrils before beginning “It was not long after I’d hit puberty. You know Dee and I have been close since we were small. It was that day when she learnt about her brother’s betrayal. She was upset and called me over when you were downstairs at my home. I was feeling really bad for her so I tried to comfort her as best as I could.” I stopped when Aunty Sheen passed me the joint after taking a couple of deep drags herself.
While I smoked a few puffs on the thick spliff, Aunty Sheen turned around and put her laptop on the rear seat. She grabbed her large handbag from the back and sat up straight after raising the backrest of her seat to an upright position. I looked around to pass the joint back to her and waited as she fumbled in her handbag for something.
“Aha!” Aunty Sheen suddenly exclaimed as she help up a shiny pink 6-inch vibrator.
I grinned and shook my head in wonder and checked the road quickly. I couldn’t see any cars behind us but there were a few truck lights in the distance ahead. Aunty Sheen lowered herself on her seat and spread her knees wide apart.
“Okay… so what happened next?” My mature, Muslim aunty asked in a hoarse whisper.
The lights from the car stereo lit up the dark, cool interior with a dull, green light. I watched as aunty pulled the loose dress all the way up to her round, thick waist. She caught the toy in her left hand and switched it on before taking the joint from me. Aunty Sheen began to take long drags on the thick joint and ran the slowly buzzing vibrator over her enormous, round boobs. She closed her eyes and started listening intently to my voice as she got stoned and played with herself.
I grinned in the darkness as I started to recount the details of how her horny daughter had convinced me to lose my virginity with her and started our years-long, illicit sexual relationship.
“Hmm… Hmmm… Mhmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned and hummed in encouragement whenever I paused.
I kept switching my glance from the dark road to my Aunt as I recalled the incident in great detail. Soon enough, my aunt had pulled out her huge, dark breasts through the deep neckline of her dress. Her black, large nipples stood taut in the cool air of the car A/C and my aunty ran the vibrator over them alternately.
“Mm… Hhmmm…” Aunty moaned softly before holding up the joint to me and running the vibrator down her soft paunch to her clean-shaven crotch.
I grabbed it and took a deep drag, now feeling the effects of the strong stuff. I felt myself getting lighter. My vision became vivid and I could hear Aunty Sheen’s ever deep sigh and soft moan with immense clarity too. I was buzzing now and recounting the memorable time I lost my virginity to my sexy older cousin started to arouse me too.
My aunt was extremely turned on five minutes into the narration. Her breathing had gotten significantly harder as she ran the tapering tip of her plastic vibrator over her thick, dark labia. I heard her moans get louder too. Aunty Sheen gasped out when I told her how I almost came when Dee started to lick and suck my thick, young virgin cock. I heard a faint squishy, wet sound coming from my horny aunt’s cunt as she became increasingly wet every passing minute. As I went through every tiny detail I could remember I was also frequently wondering how slutty my aunt had to be to get off to the details of her daughter’s first fuck. I guessed it was even more tempting because of our strict and conservative family background.
“Mmm… Hmmm… Mmhmmm…” Aunty Sheen continued to moan louder and louder when I reached the point where Dee had her first orgasm.
I glanced over to see her take the last drag of the joint before crushing it into the ashtray in the dashboard. She quickly leaned back on her seat and inserted her cold vibrating toy into her warm, wet cunt.
“Mmmm!” Aunty Sheen moaned aloud as soon as she shoved the vibrator deep into her horny, slick pussy. “Mmhh! Mmhh! Mmhh…! Mmhh…! Mmhhh!” Her moans started to get faster and faster as she neared climax.
I kept talking in a soft, lulling voice and made sure that Aunty Sheen could hear every word over her loud, lustful moans. I began to describe the way Dee’s cute face expressed her painful but pleasurable first fuck and Aunty Sheen climaxed hard.
“Ooohhhh! Shittt!” My horny, mature aunty moaned loud and long before swearing out in ecstasy. “Oohh.. Oohh… YesI” She continued to groan with lust through her intense orgasm.
I glanced to see my mature aunt’s dark, plump body shudder with extreme pleasure. Her round, soft boobs jiggle as she came hard. She kept toying with her thick, prominent clit till her creamy cunt squirted her juices out several times.
At the time, I felt my semi-erect cock jerk once and begin to grow to its thick size. My stoned state of mind found my slutty, mature aunt’s lusty moans of pleasure highly exciting.
Eventually, I reached the point where I described how I creamed on Dee’s lovely face and how Dee found out she loved the taste of my sticky, hot semen.
“Oooh… Fuccck!” Aunty Sheen moaned and swore really loudly inside her cool, dark car as yet another orgasm wrecked her plump, curvy body. “Ooo… Ooohh.. Ooo… Oohhh…” My aunt moaned and gasped as the waves of an intense climax made her enraptured.
I flicked my eyes from the road frequently to watch my motherly aunt shiver and groan with her strong orgasm. Her shudders had made her pink vibrator slip out of her hand and Aunty Sheen had clamped her thick, soft thighs tight together. Her hands clutched and pressed her voluptuous chest as she gasped for breath.
It was nearly 10 PM when I finished recounting the event. I drove slowly through the dark, winding road. The trees lining the sides of the small highway had grown thicker now. The large, windy farms were gone. The lush forest had taken over this stretch of the deserted highway. After a long while, Aunty Sheen finally opened her eyes and grunted as she sat up straighter on her seat slowly.
“Wow!” Aunty Sheen finally sighed and said, “That sounded so lovely and romantic. I wish I was there to see you both.”
My young, large cock was painfully stiff in my underwear but I grinned and shook my head at her fantasy. Aunty Sheen switched on the flashlight of her smartphone and picked her vibrator off of the dark, cum-strewn vinyl floor mat. I watched her grab a bunch of tissues and placing them in her crotch before clamping her thick, dark legs tight together once again. She cleaned her slick, wet toy with another tissue and placed it in the cup-holder of the center console.
I was still buzzing from the joint a couple of hours ago and welcomed the cigarette Aunty Sheen offered me. As usual, I caught it in my left hand which rested on the gear stick and drove with my right. I pushed a switch on the door and the four windows rolled down simultaneously.
“Mmhmm…” Aunty moaned softly and shivered as a blast of cold wind rushed through the car.
She immediately put on her dark gray hoodie and zipped it up against the cold. The road split up ahead. The large road on the left led into Aurangabad city and the smaller one to the right was a slightly longer way to bypass the city. I signaled and turned right. I drove at a steady 60 km/h on the small, deserted, single-lane road going in an almost straight line. Every drag on the cigarette made me higher still. My focus was intense now. Although I watched the road ahead my aroused cock made a visible tent in my dark sweatpants.
“Aunty…” I said loudly over the rushing wind.
“Hmm…” Aunty Sheen said, turning to face me.
I simply pointed to my crotch.
“Ohh...” Aunty Sheen cooed when she noticed the huge bulge in my pants, “You poor thing!” She cried out and flicked her half-smoked cigarette out of the window.
Aunty Sheen twisted her short, plump body around in her seat and leaned towards me. Aunty Sheen pushed her enormous, round boobs over the center console and pushed her face to my crotch.
“Let me take care of you, son.” I heard her say softly and she pulled at my waistband.
I eagerly lifted my butt off of the seat for a second and helped Aunty slip my sweatpants and underwear down to my thighs.
“Hmm…” I sighed as the cold wind brushed my big, bare cock inside the car.
“Oh…” I cried out softly the next instant when Aunty Sheen grabbed my thick, stiff dick.
I loved the way her warm, soft palm felt against my young, hard dick. I shifted my seat back a couple of notches and lifted my left hand from the gear shift and caught the backrest of her seat. This gave my plump aunt more space to lean.
“Thanks son.” Aunty said and grinned before settling more comfortably over my left thigh.
“Ohh… Aunty!” I moaned in pleasure and cried out softly as soon as her warm, thin lips wrapped around my thick dick head.
Her grip on the thick base of my throbbing cock tightened and she started to stroke it all the way up its long length. Her lips pressed my ultra-sensitive dick head and felt the blood rush back down my thick shaft.
“Yeah!” I moaned again when Aunty Sheen’s wet tongue began making circles around my thick dick head.
She kept my engorged dick head in her warm, wet mouth while her hand stroked me in a slow but steady pace. I was incredibly aroused by now. My aunt’s lovely sucking and licking was driving me crazy, especially after having made her cum hard twice in the past hour. My huge cock remained extremely stiff in my slutty aunt’s mouth and she continued to stroke and suck on it. I could feel her hot breath against my slick, wet cock as she bobbed her head up and down and hungrily sucked my thick, young dick.
I could barely hold myself any longer and decided I had to fuck her right then. The road was now deserted with no vehicles to be seen behind or up ahead. I kept checking the sides of the tree-lined road. Soon enough, I spotted a sign for someone’s farmhouse and a small dirt road leading from the road on the left. I immediately slowed down and pulled carefully on to the dark, potholed road. I rode a few meters and found a gap between the thick tress that bordered this road too. I quickly revered into the spot and switched off the car. The car faced the small dirt road but was completely hidden from view of the road and the highway a few meters away.
“Aacck! Aack! Aack! Aaack! Aaghh!” Aunty Sheen’s gagging and choking sounds could be clearly heard in the cool, dark silent surroundings.
“Oh... Hmmm…” I moaned my approval when my horny, slutty aunty hungrily sucked my thick, long cock deeper into her warm, willing mouth.
Her warm spit made my thick, hard cock slippery wet and her hand slid up and down on its wide shaft as she continued to stroke me at a steady pace. I felt my thick dick head stretch even more with the way her tight throat squeezed it every time she took in my huge cock into her mouth. I took a few deep breaths and let my mature slut of an aunt suck and lick my thick dick to her heart’s content.
After about five minutes of hungry sucking, I caught my aunt’s shoulder and gently lifted her head off of my crotch.
“I wanna fuck you now!” I hissed desperately when she looked up at me with an enquiring look.
I simply opened the driver’s door and stepped out of the car. It was quite cold and the cool breeze blowing through the trees made my ball-sack shrivel up as I walked around the front to the passenger side. I pulled open the door and grabbed Aunty Sheen’s arm and pulled her out roughly. Aunty Sheen obediently complied without a word.
“Oohh!” Aunty Sheen moaned and shivered once as the cool wind blew up her light dress.
“Turn around and bend over.” I said hurriedly.
Aunty Sheen immediately turned to face the car and bent over, putting her hands on the passenger seat and spreading her sneaker-clad feet far apart on the muddy ground. My thick, slick dick swung free in the cool, open air as I stepped close behind my aunt. I reached down and caught her large, round buttocks in my hands and spread them wide apart.
“Mmm…” My aunty moaned again, this time from the cool wind brushing against her moist, mature pussy.
I bent my knees and placed my huge, hard dick on her large, damp labia. Aunty Sheen pushed her enormous, brown ass on my large cock. I grabbed handfuls of her soft, round ass cheeks and squeezed as hard as I could. I teased her by brushing my slick dick slowly against her moist cunt lips.
“Ungh!’ I grunted and instantly pushed my engorged dick head into her wet, willing cunt from the back.
“Oh son!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed aloud when my huge dick head penetrated past her vaginal entrance and rubbed against the soft texture inside her pussy.
I welcomed the familiar feel of her mature, moist cunt as I slipped the first couple of inches of my thick dick in my aunt. Slowly but steadily, I kept pushing my huge cock deeper and deeper into my aunt’s wet, hot pussy with each thrust.
“Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Ah! Aaahh! Aaahh! Yes, Ali… Yesss!” Aunty Sheen began to moan in pleasure with every thrust in and she called out my name in a lusty voice, letting me know she was enjoying my young, thick dick in her horny, hot cunt. “Aahh! Aahh! Aaahh! Aahhh!”
The dull greenish light from the dashboard lit up my plump, bent-over Aunt’s left side clearly. I watched in fascination as her enormous, dark round butt cheeks rippled with every thrust. My bare crotch smacked hard against my aunt’s lovely, large booty and made it jiggle hard. Her warm, wet cunt pulsated around my thick shaft as I kept fucking her at a steadily increasing pace. When the sight of her large, round behind jiggling wildly made me come closer to climax I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and looked up at the dark, star-filled sky.
“Aaahh! Aaahh! Yess… Yesss… Yess! Oh yesss!!!!” Aunty Sheen’s moans turned into loud lust-filled cries as she climaxed again. “Oh shiiittt!” She swore and immediately tensed up.
I grabbed her large, soft ass cheeks even tighter and spread them even wider. This made me push my thick, long dick even deeper into her climaxing cunt. I rammed my cock all the way in a single, hard stroke.
“Aaai!” Aunty Sheen screamed aloud in the dark, night when she felt my huge dick head ram deep in her pumping pussy. “Ssshh.. Mmm… Mhhmm… Mhhmmm…. Mhhmmm” She hissed and started to moan again as my huge dick thrust in and out in frenzy now.
Aunt Sheen’s creamy, slick juices gushed out and dribbled to my balls, making them even colder as her juice dried up in the cold, winter breeze. I was staring again at her large, dark jiggling ass cheeks and rammed my thick, slick dick faster and faster into her creaming cunt. I heard the fleshy sound of my crotch banging against her bare, brown booty with every quick and deep thrust. I could feel my semen on the start line, ready to come pumping out any time.
“Fuck! I… I’m gonna cum, aunty!” I announced and kept fucking my slutty, widowed aunt hard.
“Oh! Ohh! Oohh! Yess! Come on, son! Aahh! Aah! Come in my pussy, baby! Aahh! Aahh!” Aunty Sheen managed to gasp out between loud groans as I fucked her even faster the closer I came to climax.
“Aunty!” I cried out really loudly in the dark, cold night before I had an intense orgasm.
My body froze in position and my grip on my plump aunt’s big booty cheeks tightened as the thick, sticky streams of my semen started to fill Aunty Sheen’s wet, hot cunt. My hips jerked involuntarily with every spurt of cum.
“Aahh... Aaahhh… Oh yesss!” My slutty, horny mature aunty moaned in satisfaction as she felt her slick, thick cunt getting filled with my young, hot seed.
I was in rapture as my balls emptied their load into my aunt’s cunt after so long. It seemed like a long time when I was finally able to recover from the intense climax. I opened my eyes groggily at first, feeling the immense satisfaction in my stoned state of mind. I let go of my aunt’s large, lovely ass and staggered back a step.
“Oooo…” Aunty Sheen’s soft moan of disappointment was audible as my softening but thick dick pulled out of her creamy, messy pussy and left a noticeable void behind.
Aunty Sheen was exhausted after such an intense and hard fuck while standing up and she slid down and squatted on the ground as soon as she had the chance. I could see her panting hard as she tried to control her hard breathing. I reached out and patted her head comfortingly and Aunty Sheen turned around with a lazy smile to face me. She reached out and cupped my empty, sensitive balls in her soft palms and leaned closer to me. I watched as she wrapped her thin, sweaty lips around my softening dick head and sucked its large length in smoothly into her warm mouth.
“Ooohhh, Aunty….” I moaned softly in ecstasy as my mature, Muslim aunt started to lick and suck the mess of my semen and her cunt juices off of my thick dick with determination.
I relaxed as she continued to lick my balls and finally used a bunch of tissues to clean my flaccid, large cock. I watched her bend over and clean her cream-dripping cunt with a handful of wipes. We lit a cigarette each before stepping into the car. We were both extremely satisfied as I drove the short way and joined the dark, deserted bypass once again. Aunty Sheen quickly and deftly repaired her makeup in the small mirror on the visor in the front passenger’s side.
It was around 11 PM when we decided to stop for dinner at one of the Dhaba (highway-side eateries) on the double-lane highway to Ahmednagar. I pulled into the fenced-in parking lot of an upscale Dhaba. It was lit with strings of multi-colored lights for Divali and advertised itself as a bar-cunt-restaurant. Everyone knows that such places cater to mostly a crowd of young to middle-aged men who love to drink in peace. Aunty Sheen grinned when she saw the glowing sign for chilled beer over the parking lot’s gate. I pulled into a spot nearest to the road, away from the handful of cars that were parked right near the entrance to the open-air bar.
Aunty Sheen stepped out of the car and rubbed her arms against the intense cold outside. The high from the joint we had earlier was gone now. It was replaced with a famished feeling. I picked our wallets and phones, along with a handful of cigarettes and the lighter before we walked through the bright, deserted parking lot. We stepped through the fence into the floodlight-strung open-air bar. There were about 10 round plastic tables s**ttered about. There was a large square space covered with a high, corrugated roof where there were 5 more tables. However, there were only 3 tables occupied outside. One table was occupied with four nicely-dressed young men out enjoying a drink on Divali night while the two other tables had groups of older men, in similar traditional attire, enjoying drinks and food.
As soon as we stepped into the brightly lit open air bar, every eye turned to look at us. I glanced around quickly and noticed that the young men and the older ones, including the waiters were ogling ,my modern-dressed, mature aunt.
“Mhmm…” I muttered softly, looking around at the attention my aunt was getting from all around.
“What?” Aunty Sheen pretended innocence but grinned because she loved the scandalous attention she got by dressing skimpily on trips out of town. “Let them stare.” She said smugly and walked closer to me.
One of the waiters immediately rushed over and led us to a corner table on the far side of the outdoors restaurant. The other patrons, who were obviously drunk by now, stared openly at my mature aunt’s large, round boobs which strained her dark-gray hoodie. They ogled her round, large jiggling booty cheeks as she walked with an exaggerating swing to her wide, curvy hips. I was sure half of them couldn’t take their eyes away from her bare, brown and shapely calves.
When we reached the table in the far corner, Aunty sat facing the open-air restaurant while I took a seat opposite her, with my back to the other patrons. Aunty Sheen settled her large, bubble butt into the comfortable plastic chair and ordered beer for herself along with our dinner. Once the waiter left with our orders Aunty Sheen decided to up the shock factor by deciding to light a cigarette. I casually turned around and noticed the young guys were whispering and talking drunkenly among them while the older guys looked at each other with raised eyebrows and a common expression of shock.
My slutty, mature aunty basked in the attention till the waiter arrived with our order. Immediately, Aunty Sheen took a gulp from the chilled beer glass.
“Hmmm…” My seemingly-pious mature Muslim aunty sighed with pleasure as the cold beer slipped down her throat.
I remembered the last time Aunty Sheen had beer was a few months ago when I was yet to move to Pune. We had gone to our usual motel on the western highway and enjoyed a day full of drunken, wild sex.
I casually sneaked a glance behind once more and noticed the open stares from the other tables as everyone now ogled my cigarette-smoking, beer-drinking mature aunt openly. I shook my head and grinned as I turned back and dug into my food. Aunty Sheen called up Dee, for her usual night-time call. She talked casually, while sipping beer and eating her dinner. In the meanwhile, I called up home and told my folks that we had stopped for dinner and making good time. I assured them that I was driving safe and Aunty Sheen was fine. I finished my call and continued eating. Aunty and Dee talked for a while and she told her daughter she missed her and hoped to see her soon and winked at me. A few minutes later aunt said goodbye and almost immediately my cell phone rang. The caller ID showed Dee’s cute, smiling face.
“Hi, Dee.” I said, talking in a sleepy voice.
“Hey, baby. What you doing?” Dee asked in a cheery voice.
“I was about to fall asleep, hon. Gotta get up early tomorrow for my flight, you know.” I said in the same, soft tone.
“Oh, okay. I’m sorry I woke you up. Go back to sleep, sweety. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Mmuuaah!” Dee said excited and smooched audibly before cutting the call.
“Oscar for Ali!” Aunty Sheen grinned and cried out softly in a slightly slurry voice and pretended to applaud.
I only grinned back and shook my head at her joke.
It was well past 11:30 PM and I was eager to cover up the remaining distance as fast as safely possible.. So I quickly finished the last few morsels on my plate and lit up a cigarette as I waited for my tipsy aunt to finish her dinner. I’ve always been a fast eater and have an abnormally large appetite. I think it has to do something with my stoner habits and the naturally slow metabolism which has kept me trim and strong. A few minutes later, Aunty too finished her dinner and lit a cigarette. I turned back and signaled to the waiter for our check. I also noticed the ogling stares from the other patrons as they continued to enjoy my aunt’s plump, curvy body from a distance.
After paying the bill and tipping the waiter heavily, I helped my slightly drunk Aunt Sheen to our car. Aunty Sheen walked slowly, with deliberate steps, so as not to appear drunk. She had learnt to handle her alcohol well since she started drinking around 2 years ago. I started to help aunty into the front passenger seat but she pulled open the rear door and stumbled inside. I watched as she pushed her handbag and laptop to the far side before moving in to make space for me.
“Come here, son. Let’s smoke a joint.” Aunty slurred softly with a tipsy grin.
“Okay.” I said, after taking a quick glance across the deserted parking lot.
Aunty Sheen sat sideways in the middle of the rear seat. I sat on the left, behind the front passenger seat so she leaned down and grabbed a thick joint from the cigarette pack in the center console. She was fumbling so I helped her light the end of the spliff.
“Mmm…” Aunty Sheen moaned softly when she took the first long drag and held the smoke in.
She passed the joint to me and I quickly pulled a deep drag on it before passing it back to her. The key was not in the ignition and the car interior was cold and completely dark, with only a few dim streaks from the parking lot flood lights coming through the clear rear windshield.
The light was enough to see my lovely, mature aunt’s plump curves. I was feeling full and content after a hearty dinner. The joint was starting to take its effect faster now. After only two deep drags on the joint, I could feel the familiar weightlessness and my senses got sharp. Aunty leaned towards me and brought her large, deep cleavage into light. I soon felt her hand on my thigh before she slid it over and grabbed at my crotch.
“Oh!” I exclaimed when my aunty suddenly squeezed my soft, thick cock.
“I’m so horny, baby.” Aunty Sheen whispered in the dark car, the whiff of beer coming to me through a cloud of acrid, grey smoke.
Saying this, aunty started to rub my cock to arousal over my dark, thick sweatpants. I reached out with my right hand and slowly started to pull down the zipper of her hoodie. Aunty Sheen immediately sat back, unzipped her hoodie with fumbling fingers and pulled it off. She flicked it on the front passenger seat and sat leaned towards me once again in the large, roomy rear seat.
I knew that my shameless, widowed aunt simple relished the reaction she got out of strangers by showing off her plump, curvy assets. I had figured it out long ago and loved to see her flaunt her curves whenever we went far from our hometown.
“Hmm…” My tipsy, horny mature aunt moaned encouragingly.
I knew she had felt my thick dick beginning to harden under my pants. Aunty squeezed the bulge in my pants harder now, trying to get to erect. Soon, she hurried to slip down my pants and underwear to my knees. I let her strip me and welcomed the feeling of her warm, soft palms on my genitals.
“Sshhh!” Aunty Sheen hissed next when I moved my finger over to her thick, prominent nipple.
“Ali…” Aunty Sheen gasped softly when I continued to tease her large, round breasts.
Aunty Sheen clamped the joint between her teeth and hurriedly pulled out her dark, mature boobs out of her dress. She caught my hands in hers and pressed them hard on her voluptuous, bare chest. I didn’t need to be told and I quickly cupped her bare, big breasts and lifted them up.
“Ohh…” Aunty Sheen moaned as the heavy weight of her large, round D-cup breasts was lifted off of her chest. “Squeeze them hard, Ali!” She whispered after taking a long drag on the joint and holding the butt to my lips to I could also smoke-up without using my hands.
My hands were busy squeezing my aunt’s huge, soft tits and getting her turned on even more. I enjoying torturing her tits the way my mature, slutty aunt loved. I would stretch my fingers and grab as much of her large, round boobs as I could and pinch her long, dark nipple tight between my thumb and forefinger. Aunty Sheen scowled in pain and gasped in pain but I knew she was getting more aroused.
“Mmhmm.. Sshhh! Aah! Ohh… Aliii… Yesss…” Aunty Sheen’s painful but lust-filled sounds filled the dark, cold interior of the car and drove me to an intense arousal.
By the time we finished the thick joint, I was extremely high and intensely aroused. My huge, thick dick was rock-hard in my stoned aunt’s warm, soft hands. She stroked it softly, gently caressing it and squeezing hard once in a while. My hands roamed over her and squeezed and fondled her enormous, round mature boobs more intensely.
Aunty Sheen flicked the burnt-out butt of the joint in the center console before bending over and pushing her face in my crotch.
“Oh, yeah!” I cried out softly in delight.
My horny, mature aunt expertly flicked her soft, wet tongue over my throbbing, engorged dick head before swallowing its thickness in one motion. My swollen glans filled her warm, small mouth completely. Aunty Sheen kept licking the long length of my young, thick dick. Aunty kept sucking my thick, huge dick deeper and deeper into her hungry, wet mouth. Her soft, warm hands cupped my balls gently and stroked my large, stiff dick as her tongue and lips continued to stimulate me faster and faster. I was extremely excited now.
My left hand pushed her head lower on my crotch while my right hand roamed over her wide, soft back as she sucked me devotedly. I stretched out my right and placed my hand on her big, round buttocks. I grabbed a handful of her dress and pulled it all the way up to her wide, curvy waist. Still, I was not able to reach where I wanted because her enormous, round booty cheeks took up the entire seat in the middle.
So, I nudged Aunty till she shifted a little towards the footwell. I leaned towards her and extended my arm around her huge, round buttocks before succeeding in feeling the moist, hotness of her smooth, plump cunt.
“Mmhmmm!” Aunty Sheen mumbled her approval through a mouthful of my young, thick dick.
“Oh… just like that!” I gasped in pleasure and instructed in a slow but stern voice as Aunty Sheen clamped her thin lips severely around my thick girth and took its long length all the way to her throat.
“Aack!” Aunty Sheen immediately gagged but kept my thick dick head pressed against the back of her throat. “Hhmmm… Hhmm… Hhmmm…” She began to breathe through her nose, trying to adjust my thickness in her small mouth.
“Aacck! Aacck! Aacckk!” Aunty Sheen gagged in quick succession as I pushed her head deeper and deeper till my huge, hard cock was buried almost all the way in her tight, hot throat. “Aaggh!” Aunty Sheen gasped and spluttered in panic as she choked on my young, thick dick.
“Aaahh! Huh… Huhh… Huhh…” Aunty Sheen gasped aloud as soon as I released the pressure on the back of her head and she got my thick dick out from her warm mouth enough so she could breathe through her nose.
In the meantime, I continued to flick her thick clit with my fingertips. Despite extending my arm around her large, round booty I could barely reach her moist, mature vagina. I did the best I could and kept brushing my fingertips over her prominent clit. Soon, I started to thrust my hips up and down on the seat. My thick, slick dick head slipped in and out of my horny aunt’s hungry mouth.
“Ack! Ack! Ack! Uck! Ack! Uck! Uck! Uckk!” Aunty Sheen continued to choke on my thick dick and willingly let me mouth-fuck her.
Aunty Sheen opened her mouth wide. I felt her tongue snake out and slither over my thick, hard shaft as I fucked her warm, wet mouth.
“Mmphh! Mpphh! Mmphh!” Her gagging turned to muffled gasps of pleasure as my fingertips rubbed her large, taut clit faster and faster.
I could feel her warm spittle running down my thick shaft now as I slid my thick, slick dick deeper and deeper into her lovely, warm mouth.
“Aaah! Ahem!” Aunty Sheen gasped and cleared her throat when I let go of her head and she lifted it up enough to catch her breath. “Aah! Aah! Aah! Yeah! Yeah! Yesss…!” Aunty Sheen moaned faster as my fingers became a blur over her slick, wet clit.
“Oh, shiitt!” My tipsy, horny aunty swore aloud as she climaxed.
Immediately, I leaned some more and stretched my hand to the limit to cup her gushing, wet cunt. I pressed down hard and managed to stem the flow of her cunt juices somewhat as she came hard. My aunt’s plump, soft body shuddered hard and her teeth instinctively clamped around my thick, throbbing dick head which was still in her mouth.
“Ouch!” I gasped in pain.
“Oh, sorry…” Aunty Sheen gasped out between heavy, hard breaths and kissed my slick, wet cock comfortingly.
A minute later, Aunty Sheen struggled and straightened up on her seat. Her hair was messed up and her makeup streaked down the sides of her face. I could see her blood-red lipstick now smeared around her small, severe mouth. Her big eyes were half-closed with drunkenness and she looked at me with visible lust. I could see her huge chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath after an intense orgasm and from being choked continuously from the skull-fucking. I watched her big, dark breasts moving up and down with her each breath. My slick, thick dick now stood at complete attention.
“Come sit on it.” I said in a soft, fierce whisper when my thick, throbbing dick became painfully stiff with anticipation.
I sunk lower in the back seat and, without a word Aunty Sheen leaned and straddled my bare thighs slowly. I immediately reached around her wide hips and caught her large, soft booty cheeks in my hands tightly. She clutched the hem of her dress to her bare breasts and rested her knees on my sides. I felt her thick, soft thighs clench my slim waist as she lowered her smooth, slick crotch over my thick, wet dick.
“Ohhh…” Aunty Sheen groaned softly as my engorged dick head popped into her warm vagina. “Ohh… Ooohhh… Ohh!” She continued to groan as she gradually took in my huge, hard dick into her creamy, hot cunt.
Once half the length of my large, long cock sunk into my mature aunt’s willing, wet pussy she began to rock slowly back and forth on my thigh.
“Aahh.. Aahh…. Aahh… Aahh… Oohh.. Oohh.. Oohh.. Aahh… Ali…” Aunty Sheen’s lustful moans were clear in the dark, silent car.
I was busy squeezing her large, mature booty and loved the way her round, soft buttocks felt in my hands. As Aunty rocked back and forth I brought my right hand around and put my fingers on her thin lips.
“Mmm… Mmhmmm…” Aunty Sheen immediately pulled my forefinger in her mouth and started to moan thirstily as she sucked and licked it.
I pushed my mature aunt’s plump butt with my left hand and helped her to take my stiff, long dick deeper into her warm, wet pussy. I was extremely excited by the way her large labia and vaginal canal slithered over my thick, throbbing shaft as she rode me slowly but steadily.
“Mm.. Aahh.. Aaah…” Aunty mumbled in disappointment when I pulled my spit-dripping finger out of her hungry, hot mouth but began to moan as she kept fucking me.
I reached around her wide hips once again and stretched my arm to reach between her deep, tight ass-crack.
“Yess..” I mumbled to myself when I finally felt her wet, buttery anus on my fingertip.
“Ooh! Aah! Oww..!” Aunty Sheen grunted loudly before she groaned as she felt my finger slip into her tight, little asshole.
“Ssshh… Ssshh… Mm…. Mm… Mmhhmm… Mmhhmm…” Sheen aunty hissed in pain initially as I sunk my long, slick finger all the way in her warm butthole but then she started to moan as she began enjoying the sensation.
I could feel my thick dick through the thin membrane which separated her rectum and vagina as she slipped it in and out of her slick, hot cunt. A couple of minutes of finger-fucking her asshole and letting her ride my stiff dick soon brought her close to climax.
“Aahh.. Yess… Yess… Oh... I’m coming!” Aunty Sheen moaned furiously before she announced.
Her body froze instantly with my thick deep over half-way in her hot, climaxing cunt and my long finger buried deep inside her rectum-ring.
“Oooo….” Aunty groaned low and long as waves after waves of an intense orgasm overtook her.
I wrapped my left arm around her slimming waist and held her tight to prevent her from slipping off in the throes of her ecstatic orgasm. I could distinctly feel her slick, warm cunt juices dribble out from around my thick, huge dick and drip down my ball sack on to the brand-new black vinyl seat covers. Her large, round boobs pressed hard against my firm, flat chest as Aunty flopped down on me with exhaustion.
I let Aunty catch her breath and held her tight for a minute or so. When I felt her stirring to sit up I pulled my slick finger out of her tight asshole.
“Ow!” Aunty Sheen cried out softly, “Shit! That was so awesome!” She then said softly through slow, heavy breaths.
A few moments later, my stoned, satisfied aunty slowly stumbled off of my thighs. My throbbing thick dick stood painfully erect and glistened with her cunt cream. I was almost half-way to orgasm but looking at my mature aunt’s exhausted state I knew there was no hope for it right now. Still, I was satisfied and smiled smugly knowing the fact that I had made my mature, widow aunt orgasm so many times in the past few hours.
Aunty Sheen grabbed the tissue box from the corner of the seat and clamped a handful over her creaming cunt. She sat sideways and leaned forward to catch my thick, slick dick. She was too spent and stoned to lean low so she caught the thick base of my cock with one hand while she formed a ring around my wide, wet shaft. She pulled both hands in opposite direction, stretching my already stiff cock to its extreme limit and wiping her cunt cream clean off of its thick shaft.
“Oohh…” It was my turn to groan now.
I watched as she brought her hands to her face and casually licked her cum off of my fingers. She smiled apologetically at having to leave me with a hard-on.
“It’s okay, aunty. We’ll get loads of chances from tomorrow.” I smiled and assured her as I wiped my forefinger with another tissue.
As I pulled my sweatpants and underwear up I glanced outside just in time to see the group of middle-aged men drunkenly make their way to the two cars near the fence of the open air bar. After stuffing my stiff, thick dick in the waistband of my sweatpants I stepped out quietly and helped Aunty Sheen out of the back seat too. I quickly helped my stoned, stumbling aunt on to the front passenger seat and walked around to the driver’s side. I leaned over and lowered the backrest of her seat. Aunty Sheen gladly lay down on the comfortable, reclining seat. I pulled her sneaker off of her tiny feet and d****d her hoodie over her bare arms like a blanket.
“Whew!” Aunty Sheen sighed hard and looked at me through half-sleepy eyes and a stoned smile on her face.
I grinned and smirked at having satisfied her well over her expectations. I lit a cigarette before I started the car and drove out of the large parking lot in a cloud of dust.
It was a few minutes over 12 AM when we started on our way to Ahmednagar, a couple of hours away. Despite being high, I was wide awake now. The food had helped to lower the effects of the weed. I smoked and drove at a steady 90 km/hr and crossed Ahmednagar by 2 AM.
An hour later, Aunty Sheen woke up groggily from her deep sleep. She stirred and sat up slowly on her fully reclined seat. I turned around and flashed a quick smile. She sat sideways with her legs folded underneath and leaned back on the passenger side door. She rubbed her eyes and smiled back before yawning wide.
“What time is it, son?” Aunty Sheen asked sleepily.
“It’s 3 AM, Aunty.” I replied.
“Mmm… I feel like I slept forever.” She smiled sleepily and added, “Can we stop somewhere for tea, Ali? I think you could use the break too.”
“Okay, sounds good.” I replied and slowed down before moving to the left lane on the dark, big highway.
We had just crossed a village and although it was late I was right in guessing there would be a Dhaba or overnight tea stall open on the highway at this time. Soon enough, I spotted a lone tea stall near the junction and parked the car a few meters ahead. Aunty Sheen wore her hoodie and pulled on her sneakers before checking her makeup in the small mirror on the visor.
The tea stall was manned by an old man and his young son. Sheen aunty grabbed the lighter and a couple of cigarettes from the center console before opening the door on her side. I zipped up my hoodie and smoothed down my sweatpants before stepping out into the cold night. We walked towards the dim light of the single light bulb which lit up the front few meters of the small tea stall.
“Namaste, sir.” The son greeted me with a smile and suddenly went quiet when he saw Aunty Sheen.
I could see his eyes open wide as he took in her form-fitting outfit and her thick, shapely bare calves. I half-smiled and greeted him back in an extra loud voice to get his attention away from my slutty, mature aunty.
“Two teas, please.” I said.
Although it was just 10 rupees for the teas I slipped him a 50 rupee note.
“Keep the change.” I said.
The old man smiled a toothy grin in nodded his head in thanks. I walked back to the shoulder of the highway where Aunty Sheen stood gazing up at the beautiful star-filled sky in the early morning hours. She had wrapped her arms around herself against the cold and her large, round boobs stood propped against her forearms. She looked down and smiled when she sensed me close.. The young guy brought the tea and I could tell he was trying hard not to stare at my aunt’s curves. He quickly left and I turned back to my slutty, mature aunt with a knowing grin.
Aunty handed me the cigarettes and we both lit up one each. I relished the taste of the thick, syrupy concoction which is typical of tea in the rural areas of my state. It instantly dispelled the lingering fingers of exhaustion that had been creeping up on me from the past couple of hours of the silent drive. Now that we were only over a couple of hours away from Pune I welcomed the way the sweet, milky tea cleared the sleep and fatigue almost instantly.
I checked my cell phone to see a few texts from Dee from 1 AM. They were filled with dirty details, where she described how much she was missing me and the ways she is going to fuck me once I reach our apartment soon in the morning. I started grinning as I read her texts and looked up to see Aunty Sheen looking enquiringly at me.
“Check this.” I said and showed her a couple of Dee’s texts.
“Wow!” Aunty Sheen exclaimed with a grin, “Like mother, like daughter, huh?” She said and we laughed.
Fifteen minutes later, we were both wide awake and on our way to Pune. The double-lane highway now wound through wide, expansive fields with tall sugarcanes. We frequently passed a few stretches of woodland with thick trees growing on the sides of the dark, broad highway. Aunty Sheen asked me to roll down the windows slightly and switch off the A/C. I did as she asked and Sheen aunty plucked out one of the remaining joints, the thinnest one, from the cigarette pack and lit it. There was a steady cold wind blowing in through the front windows and blowing out the thick, pungent smoke out through the rear windows.
I slowed down to a steady 60 km/h and took the first couple of drags back-to-back. Immediately, I felt my head get lighter. My vision was sharper and I again heard the dull roar of the cold wind in the car distinctly. The acrid smell of the stuff mixed with my mature aunt’s peculiar musky scent. As we passed the joint back and forth I kept thinking about the way we planned to surprise Dee and began smiling with growing excitement.
“Ali…” Aunty Sheen’s voice brought me back.
“Yes aunty?” I replied, turning for a quick glance.
She was turned towards the rear seat and fumbled in her handbag. She soon turned around, catching an 8-inch white, rubber dildo shaped like a penis. Sheen aunty grinned as I looked at her shook my head in amazement.
“New toy, aunty?” I asked with an amused grin.
“Yes, son. I bought it for the trip.” Aunty Sheen replied unabashed and smiled wickedly. “You remember the first time I caught you guys and we had the threesome? Tell me what you liked about that incident, please?” She asked with a devilish grin and lowered her backrest slightly.
I grinned wide when I understood immediately what she had in mind. I gathered my thoughts and recalled all that had played out on that fateful day, back in July of 2007.
It was the day Aunty Sheen discovered that her son had had a secret girlfriend and he had married her when working in Mumbai. Aunty and Dee were devastated. I was in Dee’s room, consoling her, when one thing led to another. Aunty Sheen had caught us with my finger in Dee’s lovely, soft young pussy. It was amazing to see the way Aunty Sheen controlled the confrontation and managed to confess about her, then months-long, physical affair with me. I was stunned when she convinced her own daughter to share me with her. This was how Aunty Sheen, Dee and I ended up having our first of many sexually charged threesomes.
“Oh yes!” I replied, looking back at the dark highway.
I waited for Aunty to get comfortable and watched as she rolled the passenger seat all the way back. She pulled off her sneakers and through them in the footwell below before resting her tiny socks-clad feet on the matte black dashboard. She quickly pulled the loose, short dress up to her waist once more. Catching her dildo with her left, Aunty Sheen took a deep drag on the joint and passed it to me.
“Tell me…” She croaked, trying to hold in the lungful of pungent smoke.
I looked back at the misty road ahead and took a quick, hard pull on the joint. I flicked the ash in the ashtray of the dashboard and turned to offer the joint back to Aunty Sheen.
“Hhmmm…” I exhaled a thick cloud of grey smoke through the nostrils and felt the buzz from the strong weed.
My stoned, slutty aunt grabbed the remaining spliff from me. I cast a passing glance to her crotch as she started to caress her bare, thick pussy lips with the large tip of her toy.
I started recounting the incident, going into details about how my amazement at her convincing skills turned into arousing excitement when she managed to get Dee to agree to a threesome.
As I recounted the event, Aunty Sheen lay low on her seat with her feet propped wide on the dashboard in front. I could see the bright, white large dildo in the dim illumination coming from the stereo display screen. I kept peeking at her and watched the winding road ahead alternately as I narrated the event in vivid details, making sure to explain my level of excitement and lusty thoughts at the time.
“Hhm… Hmmm… Hmmm… Sshh….” Aunty Sheen moaned and hissed as she listened to me with rapt attention.
I knew she was lost in my voice now as she lay toying her slick, clean cunt and experienced the sensations once again. I gently took the butt of the forgotten joint from her and crushed its remains in the ashtray.
“Aahh.. Aahh… Aahh…” Aunty Sheen started to moan louder and toyed her cunt faster when I came to the part where we had started to enjoy each other’s bodies.
“Ooohh… Oohh… Oohh.. Yess…!” My horny, mature aunt started to moan encouragingly now and I watched her hand go back and forth over her crotch in a blur.
“Aaaa…. Ohhh… SSshhiiit!” Aunty Sheen groaned and swore very loud as she reached climax.
“Mmhhh…” My mature, Muslim aunt mumbled in stoned pleasure as the waves of orgasm left her plump body shivering hard.
I had been remembering and narrating one of the most exciting times in my life and obviously I had a hard-on by now. It strained in my underwear. I immediately pulled down the waistband and let my thick, hard cock spring free in the cold wind inside the car. Aunty Sheen recovered from her intense orgasm and looked at my large, stiff dick with hunger. Without another word, Aunty Sheen she struggled to sit up sideways on her seat and leaned to grab something from her large handbag in the rear seat. A few seconds later she quietly reached out and I felt something snap tightly around the thick base of my huge cock.
“Wha…” I looked down in confusion and saw a thick, black band wrapped low on my hard dick.
“Cock-ring. I got for you.” Aunty Sheen explained quickly before she went on her knees and pushed her face in my crotch.
“Ooohh….” I moaned approvingly when my aunt’s expert tongue flicked the ultra-sensitive head of my young, circumcised dick.
It was completely erect now, thanks to the pressure of the cock ring at its base.
“Mmhhmm.. Mhmm… Mhmm…. Mmm…” Aunty Sheen’s muffled moans of delight could be heard clearly over the cold breeze blowing through the small gaps in the windows.
“Oh.. Yesss!” I groaned in pleasure when Aunty started to suck my stiff, thick dick deeper into her willing, warm mouth.
I had had a stiffy for a long time now and was denied my orgasm a few hours ago. My aunty sucked my cock expertly now after having watched porn regularly from the past couple of years. But I didn’t want to cum in her mouth and started to look around.
It was a few minutes past 5 AM when I was fortunate enough to find a small road leading to the left from the winding highway. It wove through small hillocks now and there were huge boulders strewn about the sides. I checked my rear view mirror and immediately exited the highway and took a turn on to the dark dirt road. Aunty Sheen kept sucking my painfully stiff cock oblivious to the car taking turns. I took an instant right over and the car crunched over flat but hard, rocky ground.
I stopped behind one of the huge outcrops only a few meters away from the double-lane highway. I heard the low rumble of a truck as it trundled past on the winding, uphill road. The large rocks covered us from three sides, leaving only the side on the south open, which was filled with sugarcane fields after a few meters.
“Aunty…” I bent and said softly in the silent car.
“Hmm..?” Aunty Sheen mumbled through a mouthful of my thick, rock-hard dick.
“Get up. I want to fuck you.” I hissed almost angrily.
POP!
There was an audible noise when Aunty Sheen reluctantly let go of my thick, dick head with a hard kiss.
“Where’s your toy?” I asked as I opened the door on my side.
“Mm…” Aunty Sheen mumbled and looked around in a confused manner out of the windshield.
“We’re near the highway.” I said crisply, “Find the toy.” I said before I stepped out of the car with my stiff, slick dick hanging out from my sweatpants.
I walked around in the star-lit night with my painfully erect dick swinging in the cold winter breeze of the early morning hours and stopped at the passenger side. I pulled the front door open and grabbed the thick, slick dildo from my aunt before practically pushing her to turn around.
Aunty Sheen immediately went on her knees on her seat and pushed her enormous, round booty out through the open door. I caught the wet, wobbly toy in my left squatted down close behind her. I pushed her dress up and over her plump behind and reached in the deep depths of her tight, narrow ass-crack. Aunty Sheen helped me by pushing her bare, big ass even more out of the door and spread her knees wider on the seat. I immediately got a whiff of her musky cunt juices. I reached out with her toy and touched its cold, round head of the dildo to her slick, wet cunt lips
“Mm… Mmm…. Unhh..” My horny, stoned aunt moaned with desperation as I teased her thick, wet cunt lips with her toy.
“Ooh! Yess…!” Sheen aunty moaned approvingly this time because I slid the top head into her dark, creamy cunt.
My thick dick was completely erect even now and the pressure from the cock-ring at the base made it achingly stiff. I stood up slowly and pushed her toy halfway in at the same time.
“Ohh!” Aunty Sheen cried out in pleasure, ‘Yes… Oh, yes son!”
“Pull your ass apart, aunty.” I said softly.
Aunty Sheen immediately pulled back her thick, round ass cheeks with her hand and bared her tight asshole and mature vagina to me in the light of the fake dawn. The sight of her dark, creamy genitals got me incredibly aroused and my thick, hard dick jerked in the cold early morning breeze.
I reached down and pushed her thick toy deeper into her wet, warm cunt.
“Aahh.. Ohh.. Ali!” Aunty Sheen moaned with lust and called my name excitedly as I began to thrust her slick, rubber toy in and out of her creamy pussy.
My stiff dick refused to be neglected any longer and stood painfully erect in front of me. Although her spit had evaporated in the cold breeze of the winter’s morning it was still moist and hard, thanks to the cock-ring squeezing its base tightly.
I stepped as close as I could to my mature, horny aunty from the back and placed the swollen dick head against her deep, dark ass-crack in the dull light of the illuminated horizon.
“Mmm…” My aroused aunty moaned when she felt my thick dick head press against her brown butt flower.
I finally slipped her toy all the way in and rested it there.
“Aah!” Aunty Sheen cried softly as the thick, rubber toy was shoved deep into her hot, slick cunt.
I let go of the toy and grabbed my aunt’s large, curvy hips instead. I leaned down and slowly dribbled several drops of spit right on her lovely, brown asshole.
“Oh!” Aunty Sheen moaned softly in surprise when she felt my warm spit drop on her small anus but relaxed soon.
I rubbed my spittle on and around her lovely, little asshole and Aunty Sheen moaned again. I grabbed the thick base of my throbbing, huge dick and pushed my hips forward steadily.
“Oww!” Aunty cried out in pain as my thick dick head squeezed past her tight rectum and sank in her warm butthole. “Sshhh! Ali!” Sheen aunty hissed hard and cried out in pain.
I could feel her toy pressing her anal canal as it filled her mature vagina to the full. This made her tight asshole more constricted and it her anal-fuck became incredibly painful.
“Ungh! Aah! Aaai! Ooo… Shit! Shit! Shit!” Aunty Sheen groaned and grunted as I pushed my thick dick deeper in her warm anus and swore aloud as I started to fuck her tight, tiny asshole ruthlessly.
My hips jerked back and forth faster and faster. The smacking sound of my crotch on her big, bare buttocks was loud and clear in the cold morning. It was only the second time my aunty was trying double penetration.
“Ungh! Ungh! Aaah! Ohh! Ohh! Oohh..!” My slutty, mature aunt’s painful grunts and groans were audible in the cold, dark silence of pre-dawn.
I held on to my aunt’s plump love-handles from the back and fucked her frenziedly. My hips were a blur now as I thrust my thick, throbbing dick in and out of her tiny, taut asshole mercilessly.
“Oh God! Oh shit! Oh! Ow! Ow! Ow! Aliii!” My mature aunt’s lusty painful sounds became louder and louder as she too reached climax.
I was coming close to my orgasm too, thanks to the tight grip of her taut rectum ring on my thick shaft. Every thrust into her hot, damp asshole stroked my hard, huge dick intensely. I could see my breath coming out and condensing into a cloud now. Aunty Sheen’s big, bare buttocks had become slick with dew. I tightened my grip as soon as I felt my balls shrivel up even more.
“Aah! Aah.. Aaahh… Yesss! Fuck me!!!!” Aunty Sheen grunted faster and faster before swearing out aloud as she came.
“Aaahh! Aaaahhh…” Aunty’s groans traveled clearly in the slowly-brightening surrounding and her body trembled with the intense orgasm. “Ohhhh…. Ali…” Sheen aunty groaned softly, trying to control her shuddering and shivering plump body as she climaxed.
I looked up just in time to see the sun peeking from the east before I climaxed hard.
“Shiiiit!” I swore loudly as I came.
I sank my thick, long dick all the way into my aunt’s mature, tight asshole and froze in place. My throbbing, thick dick spat out streams of sticky, hot semen deep in Aunty Sheen’s anal canal. My eyes had shut tight and I took deep, long breaths. My knees felt weak so I let go of my aunt’s tight, big buttocks and leaned on the car roof. The roof was extremely cold but I didn’t mind it then.
“Ali…” Aunty Sheen’s voice eventually aroused me.
I straightened up and slowly pulled my still stiff dick slowly out of her tight, messy asshole.
“OW!” Aunty Sheen cried in pain when I pulled my thick, slick dick head out of her clenching rectum.
Aunty Sheen reached down and pulled out her thick, slick toy next.
“Ssshh… Mmmm…” Sheen aunty hissed at first and then moaned as her dark cunt dribbled her white cream out.
I was incredibly exhausted now. I just stood watching my mature aunt recover from her intense orgasm. She stepped out of the car and removed the tight cock-ring from around my member. I sighed in relief as my dick was finally able to relax after the amazing orgasm. I let her wipe it clean with the tissues and watched her clean herself too. She worked slowly, as if tired, and began to clean the car now. I lit a cigarette and started pacing slowly around the car, watching my aunt’s lovely, large boobs swaying and her thick, round butt jiggling as she wiped and dusted the car of our mess.
Fifteen minutes later at 6 AM, Aunty Sheen managed to make the car interior as good as new. Finally, we started driving once again on the highway and managed to reach Pune a little before 7 AM. It took us only fifteen more minutes to reach the apartment. I drove into the gated community as soon as the security guards recognized me and opened the gate with a salute. I parked the car in our assigned parking space on the parking lot underneath our building.
“Ready?” I asked, as I grabbed my cell phone from the center console.
“Yes!” Aunty Sheen replied eagerly.
I could see her excitement at meeting Dee, for more than one reason and was equally excited about the fun times for the next few days that Aunty Sheen planned to stay with her daughter and me.
“Hi, Dee. Are you awake, babe?” I said as Dee picked up my call on the first ring.
“Hey, baby!” Dee replied excitedly, “I was just waiting for your call. Are you at the airport here?” Dee asked, thinking that my flight from home had reached Pune.
“Uh, no. I’m actually at the gate. Dee I don’t have cash and I need to pay the cab. Can you get a few hundred bucks and come down, please?” I said and winked at Aunty.
“Sure, baby!” Dee replied, “I’ll be right down.” She said before hanging up.
“She’s coming now.” I said, stepping out of the car.
The car was parked a few meters in front of the stairwell and we both waited by the car for Dee to come down. I saw her walking down the stairs from the first-floor window of the stairwell and signaled to Aunty.
Dee stepped down the last flight of stairs and I smiled at her exciting figure. She was dressed in a fitting black-colored vest which showed off an incredible amount of her tight, deep cleavage and a pair of tiny, white cotton shorts that clung perfectly to her round hips and bubble butt.
“Dee!” I called out loudly as soon as Dee stepped into the parking lot and turned to go to the main gate.
Dee looked around in confusion till she spotted us standing a few meters away.
“Wha..” I saw her eyes and mouth go wide in shock before she realized what was happening, “Wow!” She yelled aloud and ran to us.
“Oh Mumma!” Dee rushed and hugged her mother tight.
I stepped closer to them and Dee reached out with one hand, pulled me close and hugged us together tightly for a few seconds.
“This is for you, baby.” Aunty Sheen said and handed her keys to the car.
I watched with a grin on my face as Dee’s face registered shock and then delight.
“Wow!” Dee exclaimed in joy, “Thanks Mumma!” She again hugged her mother and jumped around in excitement.
“Ali! You sneaky fuck!” Dee grinned and swore before punching me playfully on the arm.
“Well, it was her idea.” I said, gesturing to her mother.
Dee simple grinned and looked at her mother and me as she shook her head in amazement.
“Okay, can we go up now?” I asked, taking a deep, tired breath, “I’m knackered.”
“Aw… poor baby drove all night to get me here.” Aunty Sheen said and lovingly ran a hand through my hair as Dee clung to my side.
“Come on.” I said, unlocking the trunk and heaving Aunty Sheen’s bag and my small backpack. Dee helped carry her mother’s laptop and the leftover soda and munchies. We were grinning and looking at each other in the elevator ride to our top-floor apartment.
I only had time to remove my sneakers before I stumbled to the master bedroom and crashed down on the bed in a deep, exhausted sleep. Aunty Sheen ended up staying for over a week and Dee, I and her mother had some of the wildest and most memorable sex during the time. But that’s for another post.

These events have stayed with me even after all these years. If you liked my experiences, feel free to drop in your thoughts in the comment section, please. Stay Safe and Just Jerk! Cheers!