Dear friends of
DesiPapa
, I have decided
to try my luck
by narrating my
story, and
thereby dabble
in the art of
erotic story
writing. Well !
I am rohan and
was born and
bought up in
Mumbai. My
father earns
handsomely and
we put up in a
posh locality.
This year, in
Jan, I turned 18
and within a few
months I got a
chance to fuck
one of my
mothers kitty
party friend. My
mother is around
40 but looks not
more than 30 -
35 and prefers
to mingle with
younger
generation.
Mamta aunty, I
do not know her
age but her
eldest daughter
is in class 8,
and is a good
friend of my
mother. Mamta
aunty is of
exhibitionist
types and only
god knows how
many times, I
have shagged
fantasising
about her assets
being fondled,
caressed and
ultimately
fucking her. She
has seen me
growing up and
had quite often
teased me for my
shy nature and
once I stepped
into my teens,
gradually I
became extrovert
(thanks to my
good looks and
my girlfriend).
We had excellent
rapport amongst
us.
That summer
afternoon my
mother was away
for her kitty
party and I was
fooling around,
all alone, in
our house when
Mamta aunty
came. I was
surprised and
told her that
Mom has gone to
Ganglanis
residence for
kitty party. She
seductively
smiled and said
I know rohan,
but do you mind
if I come in . I
realised I was
blocking the
door and was
rude of me. I
apologised and
welcomed her. As
she walked past
me, my nostrils
were filled with
aroma and I
inhaled deeply,
staring at her
back. She wore a
sleeveless white
cotton blouse
and chiffon
saree of same
color. In the
name of blouse,
it was just a 1"
or 1 1/2 " strap
at her backside
and exposed all
of her ultra
fair sexy back.
As I closed the
door, she asked
me rohan, so how
was it. I was
fumbling with
words when she
giggled and said
the perfume,
rohan or were
you thinking of
something else.
I said its great
aunty and then
addedactually
everything about
you is great, so
was just looking
for appropriate
words . She
grinned and said
I feel old and
dejected when
young boys like
you call me
aunty. I just
smiled and said
and how else I
can address you,
aunty.
She laughed and
said ummm,
teasing me, hmmm
naughty boy, how
about Mamta and
leaving the
suffix .
Frankly, I could
not understand
what naughtiness
did I show but
was amazed at
her offer of
calling her by
name.
Despite my best
efforts, I could
not stop myself
from staring at
her curves,
especially the
waist and boobs
area which
despite her
transparent
chiffon,was so
well folded that
it covered it
completely but
could not hide
the projection.
She was looking
outrightly
gorgeous, with
hairs neatly
tucked in a bun
form, her long
slender neck,
flawlessly fair
shoulders. I
dared to peep
into her well
formed waist
which basically
gave her ass and
top a hour glass
shape. I admired
and lusted her
simultaneously
but still
managed to talk
with her. She
realised that my
eyes were
roaming all
around her
assets.
She very
cordially
without even
giving an iota
of hint of
fending me off
said comparing
with Ishani,
rohan . It was
like being
caught red
handed and I
blushed making
lame excuses no
aunty its just
that this is a
beautiful saree
etc . She
laughed heartily
and said I dont
mind it rohan,
relax . I just
grinned and
asked her if she
wanted anything.
She struck a
sexy pose
stretching out
her hands
upwards and
sexily said
rohan, dont
divert the
topic, tell me
honestly.
I thought it was
a trap to brow
beat me and
stuck to my
ground and had a
good look at her
smooth
armpits,still
having traces of
talcom powder.
She behaved as
if I had pricked
a baloon.
She talked
naturally but in
a complaining
tone Yaar, I
thought you
considered me
worthy enough to
be compared with
that sexy Ishani
. I laughed
feeling very
comfortable and
said Mamta
aunty, you must
be joking,
Ishani ! and
sexy like you,
no way, she is
still a kid .
She smiled and
said its your
job to transform
her into sexy
girl and she
meaning fully
blinked at me.
I blushed and
she laughed and
asked me did you
two not even
kiss.
I tried to
change the topic
by saying she
must be getting
late for party
to which she
acted as if she
is hurt badly
and said rohan,
you want me out
of the house, am
I a problem to
you? Basically,
I was enjoying
her company and
said it is
nothing like
that. She sat on
the couch and
asked me to sit.
She then said
tell me yaar,
treat me like
your friend and
you can share
with me and it
will remain a
secret between
us . I was
feeling very
odd. She sounded
hurt as she said
I thought you
liked me and I
responded by
admitting that I
do like her. Her
next salvo was
then as to why
we can not be
friends.
I was confused
and she subtly
hit again
friendship can
be in different
age groups ,
then after a
brief pause
added, and do I
appear that old,
honey . My heart
skipped a beat
as she called me
honey. I cleared
my throat and
said o.k,
friends . She
thrust her hands
to me and I
shook her hands.
She pulled me
near her and in
asked me in hush
tone so, dear
did you kiss her
or not. I smiled
and nodded. She
patted my back,
coming very near
and said wow !
So how was it .
I laughed and
said good, could
have been
better.
She giggled, oh
boy, so
romantic, tell
me what was
lacking that you
say it could
have been better
. I hesitated
for a moment and
said actually,
she pulled out.
She said rohan,
it must have
been her first
kiss as well,
few things come
by experience,
you know but why
you allowed her
to pull out my
dear . I
protested how
could I have
forced her to
continue . She
then blinked at
me and asked and
in multiplexes,
you must have
caressed her
every where,
hmm.
I blushed again
and she
cordially said
its natural,
sweetheart, at
this age its the
most natural
thing to do, you
know one day I
caught Rooma(her
daughter) with
her boyfriend
kissing and that
gentleman had
his hands inside
her tops, . I
was aghast at
her frankness as
she continued
honestly, I dont
blame her, these
days movies, T.V.
etc show
explicit sex
scenes and it is
natural to try
to experience
this.
I drew courage
from it and said
I have fondled
but from over
the clothes,
Ishani says its
risky. She
laughed and said
good girl but
now coming back
to point, tell
me honestly,
were you not
comparing . I
firmly said no.
She then posed
next question
then what were
you looking at
so intensely
sweetheart . I
said now common
aunty lets get
over it. She
sighed and said
actually, it
felt good, I
thought my
curves can
attract a
handsome young
man having
gorgeous
girlfriend,like
you and then
sighing said
yaar, dil rakhne
ke liye jhoot hi
bol dete. I
giggled and said
there is nothing
to lie, you are
very attractive.
She said you can
not even lie
properly.
I emphatically
said no, I am
telling the
truth, you are
gorgeous (and in
heat of the
moment blurted
out ) and damn
sexy . She
raised her
eyebrows and
said, really,
then tell me
what you like
most in me or to
put it this way,
that I have and
Ishani doesnt .
I said pointing
towards her
waist Ishani
doesnt have
this.
She got up from
couch and
removing her
pletes of saree
from her entire
waist, exposing
her belly button
asked
surprisingly you
mean she doesnt
have this . I
gulped and
seeing her oval
belly button and
almost oval
shaped muscle
engulfing her
belly button,
said I mean this
. She still
acted confused
and said rohan,
now that we are
friends would
you mind showing
me the
difference.
She came near me
and my heart
beat raced as I
softly touched
and caressed her
navel and waist
and softly
squeezing her
muscles said you
have right
amount of flesh
to make it more
sexy and
appealing . She
kept her hands
over mine, not
allowing me to
take it off and
guiding it all
around her waist
said have you
seen her waist.
I said no.
She softly said
then how do you
compared it,
honey, I just
want you to tell
me where I am
better off than
her . I said you
are too good for
her. She
whispered now
honey, that is
what I am asking
you, you are
just not getting
my point. She
then again
whispered o.k,
honey I will
help you, but
first tell me
what were you
looking at when
I came. I said,
gulping the lump
in my throat you
are so sexy. She
smiled and said
that I can see
darling from
your reaction
and pointed
towards my
shorts which had
huge buldge. I
felt embarrassed
and she asked me
its natural,
rohan.
She again sat
beside me,
gently putting
her hand over my
buldge and
squeezing it and
with other hand
over my
shoulders and
there by nudging
her boobs over
my biceps gently
spoke you want
to experience it
. I kept mum and
felt strange as
she blew hot
breath over my
ears and
whispered honey,
you want it
badly . I had
goosebums all
over and could
hear my heart
beating. She
rubbed her boobs
over my biceps
and nibbled into
my ears while
squeezing my
tool and
erotically said
take it out
honey, it needs
fresh air ummmm.
I was breathing
heavy and it
seemed like a
dream to me as
she pulled out
my shorts and
jockey. She
exclaimed rohan,
you got a
handsome young
brother and good
to see you take
good care of
him. She then
licked my tool
from root to top
and inhaled
deeply saying
ummmm which
perume you used
here sweetheart
. She then again
licked it like a
cat and then
swallowed the
head and tickled
it with her
tongue. I arched
backwards in
pleasure and
moaned ohhhh
Mamta aunty
oooohhhh.
She teasingly
said rohan, your
aunty is not
doing all this
wonderful
things, call me
by name honey
then only I will
continue . I
said Mamta, pls
do it pls take
it in your mouth
. She this time
removed the
shorts and
jockey from my
body and licked
my balls. I
moaned and she
kept on playing
with my balls
and tool.
The pressure
inside me was
building up and
she would at
right moments
stop sucking.
She looked up to
me and warned me
dont dare to
spit inside my
mouth, o.k. I
just nodded. She
again licked my
tool with slow
gentle strokes.
Then it became
so pleasurable
and from
experience of
shagging I knew
I was there, I
moaned mamta, I
am cumming and
she quickly side
stepped but
continued giving
gentle strokes.
She came back on
couch and pulled
my head and
started kissing
me.
As our tongues
met and she
deftly rolled
her tongue over
mine I started
ejaculating and
my hands without
any fear grabbed
her boobs. She
softly said easy
baby, easy, you
will get it all,
play with it
softly. I sucked
her lips,
tasting the
lipstick as I
blew out the
last drops of my
cum. Any aunty,
bhabhi or any
girl want to 2
sex with me so
mail me at
plboy35@gmail.com
I am from
Mumbai.