My hot neighbour Sahana aunty – Part 1

Hello, my name is Shuhaib and I am from Bangalore.

It was a Sunday, and I was returning from the cricket playground. It was about 6 pm while I was returning home. That day’s match was an extremely tough game, and we lost it. It was a semi-final match, and the next was the final. The main reason we lost the match was because of me. I conceded 20 runs in my final over, and each sixer the other team’s batsman had hit to me had been playing in my mind.

I was completely tired and drenched in sweat and began walking towards my home. After 20 minutes of walking and replaying the game in my brain, I reached home. I went inside my home. Our door always stays open as I live in a village. Then I heard two people talking and went to look at the backside of the home. I saw my mother and Sahana aunty standing over there. My mother saw me walking towards the room.

Maa: Beta, at least bathe and enter your room. See how dark you have become after playing in this hot sun the entire day.

Me: Haa… maa.

There was a reason why I could say only that much to my mom, and the reason was Sahana aunty. I always had a crush on her. She was not a lean or fat kind of woman. She was an average woman in the matter of looks and was neither fair nor dark. The thing I loved most about her was her boobs. I had always been attracted to her boobs, and I was much more attracted to her as she had milk in her boobs as she had recently given birth to her baby.

As my maa had directed me to take a bath, I went to the bathroom outside my home, had a bath, and walked inside the home. Mom and aunty were chuckling among themselves, and mom saw me walking towards the room.

Maa: Beta, come here.

Me: Haa, maa.

Sahana aunty: How was the match?

Me: We lost in the last over, and the reason was me.

I started to say it with a slight hesitation.

Maa: This happens, beta. Leave it! Beta, I want you to say something.

Me: Haa maa, what happened?

Both my mother and Sahana aunty were looking at me curiously.

Maa: As you know, your father’s friend’s son is getting married in Mumbai today. So, me and your father will be going there. Sahana aunty will also be alone with the baby, as Raj uncle will also be coming to Mumbai to find a new job. So, why don’t you stay with Sahana until we are back?

Me: Maa! (I nagged)

Maa: Beta, it’s only for 5 days.

Sahana aunty: I will prepare the most delicious food for you.

Everyone in the neighborhood knew how I was addicted to food, especially biriyani. I was excited, nervous, and happy to hear this. I will be spending time with my dear Sahana aunty.

Me: Okay, I will stay with her.

Maa and Sahana aunty were happy to hear this, and their faces lit up.

Me: So, when are you and Raj uncle leaving?

Maa: We will be leaving tomorrow afternoon.

Sahana aunty: Don’t forget to come to my house tomorrow after coming from class (she told me smilingly).

Me: Haa aunty, don’t worry, I will be there tomorrow.

Sahana: Okay! Now I will have to leave. It’s time for my patidev to reach home (she said it sarcastically).

Maa: Haa Sahana, you go now.

Aunty got up, started walking towards the door, and waved us goodbye.

(Mom prepared me dinner. My dad and I were watching movies at 8. We three sat down to eat dinner while watching TV, and after some chit-chats, we all went to sleep.)

NEXT DAY:

The next morning, mom told me that they would be back after 5 days, and Raj uncle would be back only after finding a new job. He told me to act responsibly, look after both Sahana aunty and the child and not cause unnecessary trouble for her.

Before leaving for college, mom kissed me on the forehead as she said her goodbyes.

Then I left for college, and the day passed into the evening. I was nervous and excited, as I would be getting to spend some time with my lovely neighbor aunty. At 4, my college was over, and I reached home by 5. I had some snacks and tea and went to take a bath. At 6:30, I started walking towards my neighbor Sahana aunty’s home. I entered the home while calling her.

Sahana: I am in the kitchen, come here.

Then I started walking towards the kitchen.

Me: Aunty, something smells good.

Sahana: It’s specially made for you. Your mother told me that you like spicy food.

Me: Yeah, I like spicy things.

While I said the word ‘spicy’, I started observing her. She was wearing a brown saree, a bindi over her head, green colored bangles, and a mangalsutra hanging from her neck. She was covered properly. I wanted to see her navel, but due to my hard luck, that was also covered.

Sahana: Go and watch TV, this will take another hour.

Me: I always help maa in the kitchen, shall I help you too?

Sahana: Not today. You are my guest. From tomorrow, we will see (she said it smilingly).

Me: Okay aunty, I will go and watch TV.

I was watching TV, and nearly 45 minutes passed. Then I heard aunty calling her name.

Sahana: Shuhaib, come to the dining room.

Me: Yeah aunty, I am coming.

I turned off the TV and went to the kitchen table and saw aunty was arranging the food. It was smelling delicious, and aunty also sat on the dining table.

Me: I smell chicken, aunty.

Sahana: Yeah beta, I have made chicken kurma and roti.

Aunty served the roti on the plates and started serving kurma. It was very delicious, and we started chit-chatting.

Me: Aunty, don’t you feel bored in the home during the daytime?

Sahana: Yes beta, I get bored here, but I watch serials to pass the time. How’s your college going?

Me: It’s also boring, aunty.

Sahana: Don’t you have any girlfriends?

Me: No aunty, I am not interested in those women.

Sahana: What kind of women do you like?

Me: I like some mature women (I spoke boldly).

Sahana: Mature? Can you explain a bit more?

She asked with a curious look in her eyes.

Me: Someone like you.

I don’t know what got into me, but I told this.

My neighbor aunty was astonished and kept quiet for some time.

Sahana: You are just a kid. First, grow some mustache and then speak about wanting a mature woman. As I can see, you are far behind in understanding girls, let alone a woman.

She had some anger in her voice, and all I could reply was-

Me: Yes, okay, aunty.

Then I told her in a low voice that I could feel the situation had changed and aunty’s mood was totally ruined. We both ate in silence until we finished the food. I got up and went to watch TV without saying a single word. After 15 minutes, aunty also came to the hall.

Sahana: Shuhaib, come here.

She called me and signaled for me to sit on the sofa.

Me: Yes, aunty.

I sat there with anticipation. There was also a possibility that she would send me home now.

Sahana: I want only the truth to come out of your mouth now. Is that understood, Shuhaib?

Me: Yes, aunty.

I gulped a little.

Sahana: Tell me, what do you like about me?

Me: I like your body, aunty.

Sahana: What part do you like the most?

Me: Your boobs, aunty.

Aunty paused for 30 seconds.

Sahana: Since when have you had feelings for my body?

Me: From the past two years.

Sahana: Okay.

We both kept quiet for 10 minutes, and then finally my neighbour aunty spoke.

Sahana: I will let you touch and see the boobs.

I couldn’t comprehend what I heard! I had this astonished, dumbfounded look on my face. ‘How can aunty say this with a serious face?’

Me: What?!

Sahana: Didn’t you hear what I told you?

Me: Yes, I heard.

Sahana: I will have a bath and come.

Me: Okay.

I was still in disbelief from what I had heard. Various emotions ran through my brain. I just kept blankly staring at the TV, and 25 minutes had passed until I heard her voice.

Sahana: Shuhaib, come to my room.

Me: Coming, aunty!

I couldn’t feel my legs when I started walking, and after walking for what felt like an eternity, I was in front of her room. I walked into the room and could see aunty was drying her hair. She had worn a silk satin pink nightie now, and I could see her boobs. After closely examining the boobs, I concluded that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Sahana: Come, sit on my bed.

Me: Yes, aunty.

I sat without uttering a word for 5 minutes while she was drying the hair.

Sahana: I want to lay down some rules before you touch my boobs.

Me: Yes, aunty.

Sahana: You will only touch my boobs and not any other part of my body. Control your dick and hands. I want you to do whatever I tell you to do to my boobs. Is this understood, Shuhaib?

Me: Yes, aunty.

Aunty started removing the zip on the front side of the nightie, and her brown boobs came into view. She had black nipples. Those boobs looked tasty. I wondered what they would taste like. Her mangalsutra was swaying as her boobs were going up and down due to her rhythmic breathing. I wanted to bite and pull her nipples. It was beautiful.

Sahana aunty sat on the bed. Only her boobs were visible, and below that, everything was covered by the night.

Sahana: Put your hands over it.

Me: Okay, aunty.

My hands were trembling when she told me to touch her boobs. Each second was passing like the time had been frozen. My hands finally reached for her boobs. Her boobs were soft, and my hands were feeling the heat of the boobs. I thought her boobs would melt in my hands. I was in a trance until I heard her voice.

Sahana: Now, fondle it.

Then I started fondling the boobs. I thought how lucky uncle Raj was, as he could always fondle this when he wanted. Now my dick was also fully erected. It stood at a solid 6 inches when I measured it previously. I wanted it to free it from my pants, but part of me was afraid because Aunty had explicitly warned me not to do anything other than what she had told me.

Sahana: Press harsher, don’t you have any spines?

Me: I don’t want you to feel any pain, aunty.

Sahana: I like pain, so press harsher, you bastard!

I was seeing the version of my neighbour aunty I never saw. She was a very polite woman. But she called me a bastard. Anger rose in me, and I started pressing harder.

Now it was time for a surprise. Aunty was enjoying my assault, as she had told me she enjoyed pain. Then I dug my nails deep and started pressing, and now Aunty, who had closed her eyes, started moaning. Her moans were louder and more erotic. It filled the room. while I was pressing her boobs like a madman with nails dug deep, I heard a voice.

Sahana: Every ten presses on my boobs, slap my boobs. I want this pain.

As she directed, I started slapping her boobs every ten presses. She kept on moaning and moaning during these assaults on her boobs. I was enjoying this. I was seeing the wild side of aunty.

For 10 minutes, I slapped her boobs, and now she could see my handy work. Her boobs had turned from brown to red, and her brown boob skin was now red. I could see my finger lines along her boobs. I was enjoying her screams so much that I forgot I had a boner.

Sahana: Now, Shuhaib, bite and pull the nipples while sucking on them, and slap the boobs harsher than before.

Then I took my mouth near her right nipples and began to suck them. I took the left nipple in my right hand thumb and index finger and pulled it harshly. Aunty kept her hands over my head and started pulling my hair.

Sahana: Aahhh… Aaahhhh… aahhh, bite the nipples, bite all over the boobs, SHUHAIB! Slap my boobs. Fondle them roughly (aunty cried).

As directed by aunty, I did the same. I pinched and pulled, sucking on her nipple. Then I slapped her breasts, while she just closed her eyes and moaned. Her boobs giggled with each slap, and her tears were dripping from her eyes. But I knew she didn’t want to stop these assaults on her boobs.

Her breathing was heavy. She was rubbing her thighs together and let out a loud moan. While slapping her boobs, her mangalsutra was bouncing. It was made of gold, so I turned the mangalsutra to the backside and continued the assault.

Sahana: Ahhh!

She fell on the bed after moaning loudly, and with little of the porn knowledge I had, I knew she had an orgasm. She lay there for 10 minutes while I looked at her with a raging boner. Then I called out to her.

Me: Aunty, are you all right?

Aunty slowly opened her eyes.

Sahana: Remove your pants, Shuhaib.

Finally, the time had come for me to free my dick from the confinement of my pants. I hurried and removed my pants.

Me: Done, aunty.

Sahana: Now, start masturbating. You are not allowed to touch me further tonight.

I was disappointed to hear this, but Aunty had laid down this rule before she told me that I could touch her boobs. Then I took my dick in my hand and started masturbating, thinking about the events. Aunty was busy looking at my dick, and she just slept without helping me out or touching it.

I masturbated for 5 minutes, cummed in front of her, and fell on the bed. Aunty did not react. She just slept in the bed like dead meat. After 20 minutes –

Sahana: Shuhaib, Shuhaib, are you awake?

Me: Yes aunty, what is it?

Sahana: I got to the guestroom and slept. I have prepared the bed for you. We will have a serious talk in the morning.

Me: Yes, aunty.

I was tired, so I picked up my pants and started walking towards the other room. I was happy and on cloud nine. Then I reached my room and just fell onto the bed. I don’t even remember how fast I fell asleep.

NEXT MORNING:

I got up at 7 o’clock and started walking towards the kitchen. I could hear a whistle cooker whistle. Then I walked toward aunty. She was wearing a red saree now. She looked like a goddess, and again, I was jealous of Raj uncle.

Sahana: Get fresh and come, Shuhaib (she told me in a caring manner).

I could see a mark below her neck. It was a bruise. Her face was glowing. She didn’t have this glow yesterday. I thought and went inside the bathroom. My dick was erect again, and I masturbated thinking of yesterday’s events. Then I brushed and used the washroom, and when I came out, I could see the breakfast, and Aunty was sitting there on the dining table.

Sahana: Come here fast, or the breakfast will get cold.

She didn’t have any awkwardness in her face. Was yesterday night a dream? I questioned myself. I pulled out a chair and sat.

Me: Aunty, what’s special today?

Sahana: It’s idly and sambar.

Saying this, Aunty started serving me and she served herself. I took a bite.

Me: Aunty, this is really good.

Sahana: Thank you. I prepared it carefully for your taste.

Me: What is my taste, aunty?

I asked, smiling.

Sahana: You like spicy and mature things.

I just laughed awkwardly, and nothing came out of my mouth.

Sahana: I want to speak about last night.

I choked on my idly when I heard it.

Me: Yes, aunty.

Sahana: What do I like, Shuhaib?

I remembered her motto line from yesterday.

Me: You like pain, aunty.

Sahana: You are fast to catch up. If you were this fast in your studies, your mother wouldn’t have to keep worrying anymore.

I just laughed awkwardly without meeting her eyes.

Sahana: Shuhaib, do you want to continue where we left off last night?

Yes! I hit the jackpot!

Me: Yes, aunty.

Sahana: Shuhaib, yesterday you saw how much I like pain. I want to feel that pain in my entire body with no places left.

Me: Yes aunty, I can give you the pain you want (I told her excitedly).

Sahana: I will give you 500 rupees. Buy some ropes and things that you would like to inflict pain on my body. I just have one thing to say. Do not leave a permanent scar on my body. Buy things with which you think they can cause me more pain. I want to see your creativity. Shuhaib, your mother has always told me that you are very creative. Let’s see how creative you are.

Me: Your pain is my pleasure, aunty.

I smirked and ate the food silently. After having breakfast, I wanted to go home as I had college.

Sahana: I will be waiting for you, come home fast.

Me: Yes aunty, I will come home fast. I want to hear your screams.

While I was telling this, aunty just kissed me on my forehead. I was surprised.

I was surprised more when I returned the kiss to her lips, but it was just a peck. Then I turned back and started walking towards my home. Last night, I was playing in a loop in my head. The 500 rupees that aunty gave me were in my hands.

I reached home, got ready, and left for college.

END OF PART 1

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