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Friday, March 22, 2013

Incest Pakistani Aunty

I’m sharing a true Incest Pakistani Sex story here.After reading a lot of Pakistani Sex Stories I decided to share an encounter with my Aunty.My story writing may be slightly awkward as it is my first story but I hope you will enjoy this.My name is Arslan and I am 20 years old.It all began when I completed my 12th from our local suburb college and secured 90% marks in 12th.I was 18 at that time.I decided to join a better college in city but the problem was daily travelling.
It was almost 1.5-2 hours daily travel from my village to city. My mom suggested if we can ask her relative sister who lived in city about that problem. Because mom's relative sister,Shazia aunty and Talha uncle had a very nice flat in city,just a few yards away from my college.
Surprisingly,Talha uncle said;Arslan can surely stay with us as long as he wants.It’s our pleasure to help such a talented and our house has extra empty bedroom where he can easily stay and even me too due for my job visit outside city. This way Arslan can take care of family in my absence. It was a problem solving comment by uncle. My mom dad overwhelmed with his response. I shifted to Shazia aunt’s flat in city. Shazia aunty and Talha uncle were very pleasant and friendly. They had a recent 9 month old baby.

They were treating me just like their son. After just two-three days uncle went on his job tour and told us that he will now return after a week or two probably. It was June's second week and even my college started. My college timings were 8am-2pm.Shazia aunty was very religious and traditional Pakistani wife. Despite living in a modern city of Pakistan, I have never seen her wearing any modern cloths. She always used to wear descent clothes even though she was into her late 20's she looked like a 19Y old Sexy Pakistani Girl.

She had a decent body structure, naturally tall and her face was very beautiful and fair. Always polite and smiley I always felt like she looks like one the goddesses from mythological TV serials. Her overall personality was absolutely respectable. When I used to come home from college in the afternoon we used to have lunch together.Days were passing pretty quickly and now my schedule was just set perfectly. August started and monsoon started bursting heavily. On weekend climate remained wet and humid. On Monday early morning, I took bath and came out and started looking for my under wear.

I found all my under wears are still wet. I just got bit confused as i had to attend practical exam that day. Shazia aunty had already freshened up by that time and was doing religious prayer that time.I always used to appreciate that no matter what she always used to wake up at 5 in the morning and used to spend 1 hour in prayers. Somehow aunty saw my confusion and she asked; What happened?

Why are you not getting ready for college? I replied Aunty problem is that my all inner wears are wet Aunty replied "Oh , this hell monsoon wait let me check if i can find your uncle's under wear and she broke her prayer in between and went to bedroom.After 5 minutes she came back with sad face saying "Oh dear and I guess your uncle took all his garments with him so couldn't find any. I replied no worries aunty for today I can just wear jeans and go to college and I went to my bedroom in a minute Shazia aunty knocked my door and came in.

I was combing my hair. She told me "Arslan beta,if you go out only on jeans it’s not good. Does one thing for today you wear this and go.She handed over a panty. It was jet black and all satin.But main problem was it was absolutely small. Aunty said further "Arslan, sorry beta, I know its little short for you. But this is the largest size. I was in surprise but in a hurry to go for I just wore that. Shit it was barely covering my crouch and very small. From backside most of the panty slide into my ass slit. Not covering my bums at all. But satin feeling was very nice. I just rushed to college after that.

I almost forgot that incident. It was strange but I thought she had offered me her panties out of care. Next day, due to holiday at college I was at home. Postman came with letter. I took it and went to aunt’s bedroom but I had to stop as she was feeding her baby.I mistakenly saw her one of the boob's shape. I just turned back myself but aunty said "Arslan, who was at the door? I told her about the letter. She said; give me this. Let me see it" I tuned up and started reading the letter. My Pakistani Aunty was not caring my presence and just kept on feeding her baby.

Again I saw that huge bubble covered by baby's head. Felt really weird but then as soon as letter reading was complete I ran out of the room. It was a mixed feeling. At one moment I was feeling embarrassed to think about aunt’s breast and other moment I was getting hard on aunt’s huge breast glimpses I saw. One next afternoon while coming back from college it started raining heavily and due to wind my umbrella broke. By the time I reached home I was totally wet and shivering with absolute cold. Aunty opened the door and got scared to see me in such bad shape.

She immediately took me to bathroom and asked to remove wet cloths and she ran to bring me warm cloths. She came back with towel and sweater and told me Arslan beta and I could not find your pant at all. I somehow replied with shiver yes because yesterday only I put them all in washing machine. So all must be wet; Aunty replied. I guess I felt dizzy and don’t remember after that. I guess i must have fallen unconscious. I remember I woke up and found myself on bed. Aunty was sitting beside me and was rubbing balm on my forehead.

I opened my eyes aunty took a sigh of relief and said thanks god Arslan, you woe up. I was very worried and she smiled." I now came to the world saw I was wearing very thick sweater. But a bottom I was feeling very open strange feeling. So I moved my head down and tried to check.I was absolutely naked at bottom. My penis was juicy hanging semi-hard at one side and balls are spread in between my legs. I screamed oh shit aunty sorry I am not wearing anything down. Aunty smiled and said don’t worry beta! I have seen you thousands of time naked when you were newborn! Don’t be shy.

You are just like my baby and she went to kitchen to prepare soup for me.It was extremely embarrassing for me to face such scenario. I never thought about this. But somehow I tried to forget this incident and moved on. The day passed and things were normal. Shazia aunty was absolutely immaculate in her behavior and I also concentrated myself in studies. Next day I felt that Aunty was pretty upset.The next day it was our neighbors’ daughter's wedding so they scheduled Mehndi ceremony and they invited Shazia aunty. Shazia aunty was already upset and was thinking of skipping ceremony but then I insisted her to attend it. Shazia aunty was not sure as her baby was still young. But then i convinced her that she should go at least for few hours and meanwhile I wil keep an eye on her baby. So finally, Shazia aunty made her baby sleep and came to my room.

I was studying.She knocked the door and came in. Oh she was looking very beautiful. Aunty was wearing beautiful pink dress with all ornaments and subtle make up. She told me "Arslan , baby is sleeping now. I hope she won’t wake up. I am little worried as she has not drank much milk today!

I told her don’t worry aunty I will take care of baby Aunty went. Fortunately next 2-3 hours baby did not wake up. Around 11-11:30 pm aunty came back home. She was looking very happy and relaxed. Her both hands were full of Mehndi. I admired her beautiful mehndiAunty was very pleased and said "she will keep this mehndi at least for 2 more hours to dry before washing it off and she was describing overall fun they had during ceremony suddenly we heard a cry from bedroom. Aunty realized that was a baby's cry.

Aunty screamed and ran to bedroom "Oh my god, baby must have woken up" I could hear aunty was trying to put baby on sleep every possible way. But baby's cry became louder and louder after 10-15 minutes aunty came to hall where I was watching TV and hurriedly said.Arslan,I think baby is hungry and wont sleep unless she feeds on milk. Unfortunately bottled milk is all wasted hence i have to feed the baby! I wondered why she is telling me all this. Aunty must have realized that.Arslan beta, problem is that my both hands are full with Mehndi, so i just cannot feed him.

I need your help in doing so! I was surprised to hear that. For a moment i was just standstill but I guess Aunty must have become impatient due to baby's louder cry. I quickly stood like a robot and said ok aunty tell me what to do??" aunty replied "Ok first make the baby lying in my lap. I placed the baby in her lap. Now lift my Qameez(Shirt) upside. When I lifted her Qameez upward, my tool just felt some vibrations. I was getting hard. Then she asked me to lift her bra from one breast. I was shy to do that but Aunty encouraged me by saying; don’t be shy beta.

All I can see now two big mounds packed in her black bra. I slowly started lifting her bra from left bob but it was tight. My fingers touched her breasts and I felt an extreme sensation throughout my body. My tool was semi-erect now. The baby was crying so aunty asked me to unhook the bra from behind. I can now see aunty in her black tight bra. Her boobs were so big that bra was absolutely tight and somehow fitted. As it was my first time to touch woman's breasts.

I went behind and after lifting her Qameez from behind; I unhooked her three hook bra. Then I came to front to have a look on aunts’ breast. She again asked me to put her nipple in baby’s mouth. It was just like giant watermelon and had dark brown nipple on it.

She sat beside me and thanked me for all my help. And said "Arslan, You are really helpful. The baby fell asleep during the feeding. She saw him sleeping and said; now he is satisfied. I took the baby from her lap and again placed him on bed. It was a time for aunts hanging bra. She smiled and said;I need your help again to make my things placed. I also smiled and grabbed her bra and placed it correctly onto her both bobs. Then I realized that my tool had gone out of control so all my loads just fell outside. It was smelly and a married Pakistani aunt can easily guess that smell. She didn’t say anything but looked on my trousers.

I corrected her clothes and hooked her bra and ran to my room to clean up myself. After that incident I realized that my aunty is so open to me so I must try further. She has opened up my sexual feeling about her. Maybe she did not deliberately done it but as a matter of fact it’s now clear in my mind that I now want my aunty at any cost. Later on,I got succeeded in screwing my aunt.How I managed those Pakistani Sex Stories I will share in next posts.

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