“okay listen… Uncle will be not there in the house tonight… I am feeling lonely.. If you are free come here to stay with me… ” she shouted from the back.
It was a pleasant sound for my ears and my mind decided to use the opportunity without a second thought ” Yaa. I will be here in few minutes.. ” I said and ran out.
I washed my cock well, changed my shorts and said good bye to parents. I reached Pramila’s house before the time she guessed. She was happy about my arrival and greeted me with a cup of tea. The baby was playing on the floor and I joined with it.
She was doing the household work and my mind tickled me to move further. As an initiation I started asking her some lame doubts. ” Aunty… how do these babies born?!”
“From our womb… didn’t you know that. ”
“I know that… but how?”
“Do you really don’t know the answer?”
“I know a little bit… is she born when uncle raped you?”
“Hey… it’s not rape.. it’s called sex.. ”
“Is every sex results in pregnancy?”
“Not so.. only when we decide to have.. ”
“Can we control that… how do you did?”
“You are a heck of doubts… pregnancy happens only if your uncle’s sperm reached my womb.. ”
“If any other men’s reached?”
“Ohh no… I can’t tolerate you… if anyone shoot his sperm in me, it will results in pregnancy… ” she show some face anger.
“But how do you have sex daily.. what if you get pregnancy. ?”
” I may not.. because I didn’t allow to shoot his semen in… ”
“What if you have sex now and semen shoots inside you?”
“No… certainly not.. but why are you asking this.. “she got a big doubt
“Tell me why don’t you get pregnant?”
“Because I have periods just a couple of days ago.. ”
“Periods!! is it a type of abortion.. ?”
” Who the hell thought you all these?.. periods is just a absence of pregnancy.. ”
“Why… why you it is so…. ?” I continued asking doubts, but the playing baby starts crying immediately. Pramila took baby in to the bedroom while directing me” I have kept milk for boiling… turn it off when it is boiled… ”
I stood watching the boiling milk, my mind reached her bedroom imagining the scene of Pramila breastfeeding and having sex with me. I turned off the stove before the milk is completely boiled and ran to the bedroom where Pramila is busy in feeding the kid.
I go near her and the vision of her bare boobs gave me heated sexual feelings. I couldn’t control myself and straightway hugged her from back. She doesn’t gone serious or show anger. She cuddled my hairs “Are you feeling hungry my kid.. ?”
I just nodded my head to say her yes.
“Wait.. I will give you once the baby finishes off… ”
I kissed her on cheek and sat next to her waiting for the baby to finish.
The baby gone to sleep after few minutes and Pramila made it comfortable in the bed. She sat on bed in the feeding position and invited me with a smile. I jumped on her but stopped in the middle!
” Aunty… your saree…. ” I said with a disappointed tone.
” Hey.. don’t worry.. it is a new one I just wore… it doesn’t smell bad… ” she is not ready to take it off.
” But I won’t feel comfortable with it… please remove… ” I requested innocently.