Thank u for all guys’ n gals who replied me for the last two stories which I had shared with u. Hope I wud be getting the same responses even for this story as well. I am Nikhil aged 24 from Bangalore.
I was 18 years old when I started having an intimate relationship with my neighbour aunt Sheela. We are a middle class family. My aunt was married at the age of 21 to my uncle. She had given birth to a boy just a few months before it started. It was the baby that started our affair. My beautiful aunt, who was 22 years old at that time, used to breast-feed the baby. As a young boy of 18, I was attracted by her breasts, which were extremely big and shapely.
At home, I realized that she used to cover her body fully when uncle was around but when he used to go for work she used to be careless of her sari covering her body and blouse in particular, I found my aunt did not wear any bra and her big breasts would jiggle nicely inside her blouse as she walked her prominent nipples would be pushing the thin teri cotton material of her blouse and sometimes, her blouse will be slightly wet with milk from her breasts.
I developed the habit of watching her breasts as the baby sucked on her breasts. I could get only glimpses of her nipples and areola as the baby sucked. But those glimpses drove me crazy. Her areolas were rosy in color and her nipple was slightly reddish, because she was extremely fair in color. I knew the times she gave milk to the baby and I would position myself conveniently so that I can watch her breasts, even though pretending to read my books. I never imagined that she would be aware of what I was doing. It was after the baby started getting indigestions, that the first event happened. One morning, she said ” Nikhil, you must stop watching my breasts when I feed the baby”. I was scared out of my wits that she knows what I am doing. I could not say anything. But she continued, “Your watching is causing the baby stomach problems because the milk is spoilt. Are you jealous of the baby? ” I was extremely embarrassed, but I was glad she was not angry with me. “Remember, not to watch when I feed the baby”. I said, “Yes aunty” and I just sat quiet, simply nodded my head and ran out of the house to hide my embarrassment.
Afternoon, my aunts breasts looked more attractive to me than usual. I did not watch her when she fed the baby, but I kept looking at her left breast visible from sides as her sari never used to cover her blouse, I was thrilled and enjoyed the nice movements her breasts made inside her blouse as she moved about her nipples were prominently projecting from inside the thin material of her blouse. When she realized me looking at her breast, she smiled gently and adjusted her sari. Then while she was cleaning floor her sari’s pallu fell and both her big breasts were exposed to my view. She immediately covered it. Suddenly she came near to me and said, “Look here, though you are pretty old but by relation you are also like my son. Do you want some milk? I do not mind to feed you from these breasts. You can suck my breasts and satisfy your desire when your uncle goes to office. But you must promise not to tell anybody about this. Ok?” ” Nikhil, come to the bedroom”. My heart was pounding with anticipation as I followed her to the bedroom. There she lay down and asked me to lie beside her. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and thrust her right nipple in my mouth.