while… or even to you until now! Auntie… you don’t have to feel shy… I’m eager to give you as much pleasure as I give Mom. And don’t worry…
I’ll be just as discreet… so no one will ever know how much fun a loving nephew and aunt can have together…!” he said, grinning happily as his buxom aunt eagerly walked into his open arms with a smile.
As her nephew’s hands dropped down to cup and squeeze her big, full buttocks, Nirmala moaned softly in relief, her body relaxing against his as she gave in to her long suppressed desires and kissed him fiercely.
Although Raghu sensed that his aunt wanted him to fuck her right away, he took his sweet own time to arouse her even more by slowly undressing her and exploring every inch of her firm, ripe body with his tongue and fingers.
When her nephew went down between her fleshy, wide open thighs to spend a long time licking her cunt and the puckered ring of her anus with a ravenous hunger that she had never experienced before, Nirmala went crazy with lust and begged him to fuck her without further delay!
When he finally guided his throbbing cock deep into his aunt’s moist and simmering cunt, Raghu was pleased to hear her panting with passion as she responded to his sensual fucking with the same enthusiasm as his mother.
Nirmala squealed and moaned with pleasure, her cries of lust becoming more frequent as her nephew fucked her slowly and lovingly with youthful vigour. After what seemed like a long time, she was thrilled to feel his cock twitching inside her as he lavishly coated her insides with his hot cream. Nirmala was also amazed to see how easily her virile nephew regained his erection after their ball-draining fuck-session.
When she asked for an encore, Raghu eagerly mounted his aunt once more, fucking her with a vigor and enthusiasm she had long forgotten, but thoroughly relished as she whimpered happily through a few more mind- blowing orgasms!
After their first memorable coupling, Raghu dropped in at his aunt’s place to service her regularly. Nirmala always took care to see that there was no one around at home when she enjoyed her nephew’s intense and passionate lovemaking.
“Nimmi auntie… it’s great to know that you’re just as horny as Mom… Making love to you is something I always look forward to… and filling your belly with my hot cream is such a thrill… that I’m gonna do it as often as I can!” Raghu liked to tell his blushing and very contented aunt.
Nirmala had always been fond of her nephew. But now, she found herself falling deeply in love with him, happy to admit that she was becoming just as addicted to his bedroom skills as his mother.
Raghu’s shameless lovemaking never failed to make his voluptuous aunt go crazy with lust as he took her to heights of sexual ecstasy she had never even imagined before. He enjoyed hearing her moan and whimper softly when he was fucking her — it was especially thrilling to hear her imploring him not to come too soon!
A visit from her nephew was guaranteed to leave Nirmala’s hot cunt tingling with pleasure and her pretty face glowing with contentment. It’s easy to see why Saroja is so smitten with her good-looking son. Any sensible woman can’t help falling in love with him… and that little monster in his pants…! she mused, never forgetting to pamper her nephew’s cock with many loving kisses before he left her to go home to his mother.
No harm in letting my dear nephew know how much I appreciate his stud service. He’s such a loving young man… and he spares no effort to keep me just as satisfied as his mother…! she would be thinking as they enjoyed another long and passionate kiss before Raghu went home.
Watching his friends wasting a lot of money on their girlfriends or hookers for a little bit of fucking, Raghu was glad that he was going home to a hot-blooded mother and aunt who adored him and loved to milk every drop of cum from his big, fertile balls!
He never ever made the mistake of telling anyone about his fantastic sex life.
People had such irrational fears and hang-ups about incest that he instinctively knew he was better off avoiding any discussion of it. Both his favorite women trusted him implicitly and knew that he would never let any loose talk or rumor destroy the sexual intimacy all of them valued so much and enjoyed so often. It was also helpful that his friends were too busy with their amorous pursuits to show more than a casual interest in his love life. They assumed he had a girlfriend somewhere and left it at that.
Raghu did not envy his friends and often found himself thinking how unlucky they were. My buddies can keep their girlfriends… most of them will never get to be as lucky as I am right now. I’m so glad I’m going home to a mother and aunt who are just approaching the peak of their sexual hunger…, he often mused.
Fascinated by incest for as long as he could remember, he had no qualms about cuckolding his father and uncle. “If they’re fool enough to leave such fine, hot-blooded women to pursue some floozy, they don’t deserve better!” he liked to tell himself as he regarded his mother and aunt with a love and longing that he knew would remain strong forever.
Totally smitten by both women, Raghu was glad that they had given him the exclusive privilege of attending to their sexual needs. With their thick waists flaring out to big, full buttocks that jiggled and strained against the confines of their sarees and heavy boobs that threatened to spill out of their blouses as they went about their daily routines, his mother and aunt were cock-stiffening sex goddesses who expected and enjoyed total devotion from their virile, young playmate.
But Raghu did not take their sexual favors for granted.
Well aware that both women could be tempted to use their new-found sexual freedom to seek out other young men as companions, he was more than happy to do whatever he could to maintain his status as their favorite toy boy.
To begin with, he was always attentive to their needs outside the bedroom, running errands and taking care of chores that other men would balk at. Both women liked to have Raghu massage them lovingly or comb out their long, thick tresses. They also enjoyed it immensely when he carefully shaved their plump pussy lips and depilated the hair around their puckered buttholes, because he always finished off such a delicate task with some very satisfying cunnilingus and analingus.
Saroja and Nirmala also loved the fact that their young stud spent nearly all the money he earned working part-time as a disc jockey buying presents for them.
Raghu always found some excuse to give his mother or aunt another expensive gift that made them squeal in delight and half-heartedly remonstrate him for being so wasteful.
Raghu’s response to their heartfelt appreciation was usually the same. He would eagerly hug and kiss either woman as he casually lifted up their sarees to gently frig their moist, mature cunts before licking their juices off his fingers with great relish. “The most expensive gift in the world can’t compare to what my beloved mother and aunt give me so generously!” he would say smiling as they regarded him with a mixture of mock surprise and flattered amusement.
Raghu need not have worried that his two favorite women would look elsewhere for sexual thrills. Increasingly addicted to his sensual lovemaking and flattered by his sincere desire to please them, Saroja and Nirmala had no intention of risking their carefully cultivated facade of middle-class respectability for a few thrills in bed with other men who would not be as discreet, or as well attuned to their sexual desires as Raghu was.
Having cast off constricting taboos long ago, both women gave free rein to their desire for physical intimacy when they were alone with their virile, young playmate at home, or in equally private places elsewhere. Raghu loved to hear his mother or aunt ask him saucily if he had enough ‘milk’ to satisfy her ‘thirst’ while playing with his huge prick or gently squeezing his big balls!
Like mares in heat eager to be serviced by their favorite stallion, both women moaned happily in horny anticipation as
Raghu lovingly nibbled, kissed, fondled, fingered and undressed them gently before leading them to the nearest couch, bed or thickly carpeted floor for some passionate pumping!
More practiced in the art of fucking than most young men of his age, Raghu was skilled at controlling his ejaculation for as long as his mother or aunt desired — which meant he only let himself go after either woman experienced many strong orgasms during their passionate couplings. Saroja and
Nirmala loved fucking in a variety of positions, but enjoyed it the most when Raghu serviced them in the missionary position or from behind, lying side by side with either of them.
They also liked to have him lie on his back, cupping and squeezing their big buttocks as they rode him cowgirl-style.
In short, they favored any position which allowed their hungry, mature cunts to enjoy more of the succulent
