Hi, all. It’s Ali again! This story continues from the day after my birthday when my recently-widowed aunty (Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM), Aunt Sheen gives me the first deepthroat experience and gets her first mouth-fucking experience. It was after getting a mouthful of cum that she told me about her gift. She fulfills my greatest wish and gifts me a Royal Enfield Bullet. On the way back home Aunt Sheen tells me that she has booked a suite for us for the coming weekend at a nearby lake resort.
Let me first tell you a little about her. Aunt Sheen is around 45 years old and short, about 5 ft 6 inches. She was dark and had wavy, medium dark hair with large D-cup boobs which, despite her age, were quite firm. The best part about Aunt Sheen was her enormous ass. She had at least a 50-inch booty which was made of two huge, soft and round butt cheeks. All in all, Aunt Sheen looked like a typical hot black mature MILF.
I had already gave an excuse to my folks and pretended that my friends were planning a birthday bash for me at a friend’s ranch house about 80 km away and I would be gone for the weekend. My folks did not have any problems now with me staying out for a couple of days at a friend’s place or anywhere else. The night before I had already packed a few shorts, undies and other stuff which I thought I would need for a couple of days into a small overnight bag.
I rode my bike to the mall a couple of kilometers away from home, and waited as Aunt Sheen had instructed me. Soon, I saw Aunt Sheen step out of a cab in front of the mall and signaled me. I rode my bike around to the parking as she waited for me. She was dressed in an abaya as usual, with the fitting burqa showing glimpses of her curvy body. I could see Aunt Sheen was only carrying her purse and saw no bags with her.
She signaled me to park the bike in the underground parking lot and wait for her there.
I was waiting for almost half hour, silently trying to figure out what would happen and how it would go down. It was the first time I was taking a mature woman, that too my older Aunt, to a resort for the whole weekend. My creative mind was forming increasingly taboo situations in my mind as I waited my Aunt Sheen to come.
“Let’s go, son.” Aunty’s voice broke my train of thoughts and I was startled as soon as I turned around and saw Aunt Sheen.
I was shocked and did not recognize Aunt Sheen for a few moments. Aunt Sheen was always dressed in conservative, loose clothes, such as a sari or a salwar kameez and wore a loose Abaya with a scarf covering her heard at all times. She barely wore makeup normally so it was fitting that I didn’t fail to recognize the hit, thick MILF who now stood in front of me.
Aunt Sheen was in a tight pair of jeans under a fitting, blue-colored button-down shirt. The jeans she wore seemed to stick to her contours like a second skin, showing off her slim waist which flared to her wide hips. Aunt Sheen’s large round ass cheeks were even more prominent now as the jeans gave them a perfect bubble-shape. I looked at her huge boobs that seemed to be straining to come out of her tight-fitted shirt. She had deliberately left the top two buttons undone, giving a clear view of her ample cleavage.