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"Please," Kriti says, standing back up. "I'll go with you." When they get to the door she adds, under her breath. "To make sure there's no hanky panky." She pinches his ass on their way out the door.
"Ouch!" Cherry laughs. "Do you honestly think I'd fool around with your favorite aunt?" Cherry asks as they get in the car.
"I was kidding!" Kriti says, kissing him on the cheek. "What's the matter? Can't take a joke?"
"Not when I'm this horny!" he laughs. "You know, this no sex thing is really working," he says.
"Oh?" Kriti questions.
"Well, if the objective was to make the wedding night more special and something to look forward to, then it's really working. I can't wait to get back inside you!" he says, starting the car and backing out of driveway.
"I've missed you, too," Kriti says, resting her hand on his thigh. "It's only a couple of more days." And what a couple of days it'll be, she thinks. There's Ram and his friends tomorrow night and she's also thinking that maybe tonight she'll try to sneak into Ram's room to finish off what they started this afternoon. She was so ready! That was really bad timing!
"Yeah, only two more days!" Cherry says, thinking about the bachelor party Ram has planned for tomorrow night. One girl and three guys; he's never done anything like that and especially not with his future bride's father and brother. That seems a little weird. Then there's Aunt Tabu. He wonders if she'll put on another show for him tonight when they get home. He's probably just letting his horniness make his imagination run away with him. It was certainly just an accident that he saw her last night.
Aunt Tabu hangs up the phone and smiles. She loves her niece and is happy to help her plan the seating arrangements. She also likes the travel arrangements, with Cherry driving her home afterwards. When she made the offer for him to stay with her, she was really just trying to help. She wasn't thinking about anything else. Then when she heard they haven't been sleeping together for a month, her imagination took over. She started to wonder just how horny a well-built young man like him would get in a month's time. Last night was just a test, to see if he was interested. Since he was, tonight, she'll move it farther along. Two more days until the wedding... well, actually three more nights until the wedding. That's how she really should be counting it. She goes into her bedroom to pick out an appropriate outfit to go to her sister's house.
When Cherry and Kriti arrive at Aunt Tabu's, she's wearing a light blue dress, that hugs her figure nicely, with a brown jacket over it, buttoned most of the way up. She looks nice but not provocative. She kisses Cherry and Kriti on their cheeks and tells them she's ready to go.
The evening is a success and by ten o'clock, they have seating arrangements complete and Kriti is relieved. She kisses Cherry, hugging him tightly and tells him he needs to get Aunt Tabu home. Cherry doesn't argue and he and Tabu drive off while Kriti says her goodnights to her Mom, Dad and Ram. Ram goes to his room, too, wondering how late Mom and Dad are going to stay up.
*****
"So, how's the abstinence going?" Aunt Tabu asks, smiling at him from the passenger seat of his car. "It must be really hard?" she says without any special inflection.
"Yeah," Cherry answers, wondering if she meant that the way he thinks. "Some days it's harder than others," he says keeping the double entendre going.
"I bet it is." Aunt Tabu says, leaning forward and taking off her jacket. She's kept in on all evening, but now in the dim light of the car he can see that her dress is very low cut, revealing a dangerous amount of cleavage. He's keeping one eye on the road and trying not to stare at the exposed side of her breast as it curves its way down into her dress. "I give you two a lot of credit. I don't know if I could do it."
"It's been a challenge," Cherry answers. "But it sure makes you look forward to your wedding night."
"Hey, only two more days!" Aunt Tabu announces, and three nights, she thinks. "What are you doing for a last minute fling?" she asks. Ram almost drives off the road and she starts laughing. "I don't mean that. I mean are you having a bachelor party or going out on the town or what?" But Cherry is pretty sure it's exactly what she means.
"I'm hanging with Kriti's dad and brother tomorrow night. Then the rehearsal dinner is Friday night," Cherry answers, his eyes again on the curves of her milky breasts. Is she really trying to tease him?
"Oh that sounds exciting," she says sarcastically. "You're a real party animal, huh?" she challenges him.
"Yeah, well. I don't really know anyone in town," he says, defensively. "A few of the guys and I went out Monday night before I came down here," he says, recapturing his pride.
"Well, you may not know anyone else, but you know me." Aunt Tabu says. "And I'm not going to let you get married without buying you at least one drink. How about it, Cherry?" she looks at him. "Let an old lady buy her new nephew a drink?"
"Sure," Cherry answers. "Say, where." This is it. If he were a betting man, he'd bet he was going to get laid tonight.
"Turn right at the next light and go down about a mile." Aunt Tabu tells him. As he's driving, she's wiggling around and messing with her dress. He catches a glimpse of her right nipple as she bends forward, her dress gapes open and her bra cup slides away to the left. What the fuck! She's taking her bra off! That's what she's been doing, wiggling around like that. This just keeps getting better.
By the time they pull into the parking lot, Tabu has her bra off and is tucking it under her jacket on the backseat. "I never wear these things when I go out," she tells Cherry. "Too confining. I just make nice with my family by dressing more conservatively when I'm around them." Holding the door for her, he admires her shapely legs as she gets out of the car. She doesn't seem to mind.
Oh boy, this kid is hot to trot, Tabu thinks. A month without pussy, for someone who's used to getting it everyday, will do that to you. She slides her arm through his, pressing the side of her breast against his bicep as they walk into the nightclub, complete with loud music and wall-to-wall people. She can't wait to get him out on the dance floor; a little grinding against his hard cock will tell her whether she wants to go any farther. She doubts if he's as hung as her brother-in-law. But Rajarao is the exception. She sighs at the thought of Rajarao's cock. She only got to sample it once, several years ago, but it is still a vivid memory.
*****
Her washing machine broke down, a few months after her divorce, and Rajarao came over to fix it. She was a wreck, feeling very low; she'd kicked her husband out after catching him with his cock buried to his balls in the ass of some college girl. They were behind the garage, in the middle of the fucking day! She'd turned the hose on them and then kicked his ass out. That's what she gets for marrying the college football coach. And now, her washing machine had broken down, leaking water all over the floor.
She was still in her bathrobe, mopping the floor, with tears streaming down her face, when Rajarao got there. He took her in his arms, rubbing her back and consoling her, literally letting her cry on his shoulder. Of course, while she's sobbing into his shirt, Rajarao couldn't help but notice that the thin bathrobe was all his sister-in-law was wearing, having taken off her nightgown to put it in the wash. His cock responded to her nearly naked body and with a cock as big as his, there was no way she could miss it. She held him tighter and started gradually moving her body against his, rubbing up and down against his cock. Before long, Rajarao picked her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom.
"I know what you need, Tabu." Rajarao said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister-in-law. "I'm going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you." He crawled up on the bed, pulled her bathrobe apart and nuzzled his face into her anxious pussy. He ate her through two loud, moaning, orgasms, before trying to penetrate her with his massive bulk. Rajarao realized that his cock was larger than most and had learned a long time ago how to get a woman ready for him.
"Ouch!" Cherry laughs. "Do you honestly think I'd fool around with your favorite aunt?" Cherry asks as they get in the car.
"I was kidding!" Kriti says, kissing him on the cheek. "What's the matter? Can't take a joke?"
"Not when I'm this horny!" he laughs. "You know, this no sex thing is really working," he says.
"Oh?" Kriti questions.
"Well, if the objective was to make the wedding night more special and something to look forward to, then it's really working. I can't wait to get back inside you!" he says, starting the car and backing out of driveway.
"I've missed you, too," Kriti says, resting her hand on his thigh. "It's only a couple of more days." And what a couple of days it'll be, she thinks. There's Ram and his friends tomorrow night and she's also thinking that maybe tonight she'll try to sneak into Ram's room to finish off what they started this afternoon. She was so ready! That was really bad timing!
"Yeah, only two more days!" Cherry says, thinking about the bachelor party Ram has planned for tomorrow night. One girl and three guys; he's never done anything like that and especially not with his future bride's father and brother. That seems a little weird. Then there's Aunt Tabu. He wonders if she'll put on another show for him tonight when they get home. He's probably just letting his horniness make his imagination run away with him. It was certainly just an accident that he saw her last night.
Aunt Tabu hangs up the phone and smiles. She loves her niece and is happy to help her plan the seating arrangements. She also likes the travel arrangements, with Cherry driving her home afterwards. When she made the offer for him to stay with her, she was really just trying to help. She wasn't thinking about anything else. Then when she heard they haven't been sleeping together for a month, her imagination took over. She started to wonder just how horny a well-built young man like him would get in a month's time. Last night was just a test, to see if he was interested. Since he was, tonight, she'll move it farther along. Two more days until the wedding... well, actually three more nights until the wedding. That's how she really should be counting it. She goes into her bedroom to pick out an appropriate outfit to go to her sister's house.
When Cherry and Kriti arrive at Aunt Tabu's, she's wearing a light blue dress, that hugs her figure nicely, with a brown jacket over it, buttoned most of the way up. She looks nice but not provocative. She kisses Cherry and Kriti on their cheeks and tells them she's ready to go.
The evening is a success and by ten o'clock, they have seating arrangements complete and Kriti is relieved. She kisses Cherry, hugging him tightly and tells him he needs to get Aunt Tabu home. Cherry doesn't argue and he and Tabu drive off while Kriti says her goodnights to her Mom, Dad and Ram. Ram goes to his room, too, wondering how late Mom and Dad are going to stay up.
*****
"So, how's the abstinence going?" Aunt Tabu asks, smiling at him from the passenger seat of his car. "It must be really hard?" she says without any special inflection.
"Yeah," Cherry answers, wondering if she meant that the way he thinks. "Some days it's harder than others," he says keeping the double entendre going.
"I bet it is." Aunt Tabu says, leaning forward and taking off her jacket. She's kept in on all evening, but now in the dim light of the car he can see that her dress is very low cut, revealing a dangerous amount of cleavage. He's keeping one eye on the road and trying not to stare at the exposed side of her breast as it curves its way down into her dress. "I give you two a lot of credit. I don't know if I could do it."
"It's been a challenge," Cherry answers. "But it sure makes you look forward to your wedding night."
"Hey, only two more days!" Aunt Tabu announces, and three nights, she thinks. "What are you doing for a last minute fling?" she asks. Ram almost drives off the road and she starts laughing. "I don't mean that. I mean are you having a bachelor party or going out on the town or what?" But Cherry is pretty sure it's exactly what she means.
"I'm hanging with Kriti's dad and brother tomorrow night. Then the rehearsal dinner is Friday night," Cherry answers, his eyes again on the curves of her milky breasts. Is she really trying to tease him?
"Oh that sounds exciting," she says sarcastically. "You're a real party animal, huh?" she challenges him.
"Yeah, well. I don't really know anyone in town," he says, defensively. "A few of the guys and I went out Monday night before I came down here," he says, recapturing his pride.
"Well, you may not know anyone else, but you know me." Aunt Tabu says. "And I'm not going to let you get married without buying you at least one drink. How about it, Cherry?" she looks at him. "Let an old lady buy her new nephew a drink?"
"Sure," Cherry answers. "Say, where." This is it. If he were a betting man, he'd bet he was going to get laid tonight.
"Turn right at the next light and go down about a mile." Aunt Tabu tells him. As he's driving, she's wiggling around and messing with her dress. He catches a glimpse of her right nipple as she bends forward, her dress gapes open and her bra cup slides away to the left. What the fuck! She's taking her bra off! That's what she's been doing, wiggling around like that. This just keeps getting better.
By the time they pull into the parking lot, Tabu has her bra off and is tucking it under her jacket on the backseat. "I never wear these things when I go out," she tells Cherry. "Too confining. I just make nice with my family by dressing more conservatively when I'm around them." Holding the door for her, he admires her shapely legs as she gets out of the car. She doesn't seem to mind.
Oh boy, this kid is hot to trot, Tabu thinks. A month without pussy, for someone who's used to getting it everyday, will do that to you. She slides her arm through his, pressing the side of her breast against his bicep as they walk into the nightclub, complete with loud music and wall-to-wall people. She can't wait to get him out on the dance floor; a little grinding against his hard cock will tell her whether she wants to go any farther. She doubts if he's as hung as her brother-in-law. But Rajarao is the exception. She sighs at the thought of Rajarao's cock. She only got to sample it once, several years ago, but it is still a vivid memory.
*****
Her washing machine broke down, a few months after her divorce, and Rajarao came over to fix it. She was a wreck, feeling very low; she'd kicked her husband out after catching him with his cock buried to his balls in the ass of some college girl. They were behind the garage, in the middle of the fucking day! She'd turned the hose on them and then kicked his ass out. That's what she gets for marrying the college football coach. And now, her washing machine had broken down, leaking water all over the floor.
She was still in her bathrobe, mopping the floor, with tears streaming down her face, when Rajarao got there. He took her in his arms, rubbing her back and consoling her, literally letting her cry on his shoulder. Of course, while she's sobbing into his shirt, Rajarao couldn't help but notice that the thin bathrobe was all his sister-in-law was wearing, having taken off her nightgown to put it in the wash. His cock responded to her nearly naked body and with a cock as big as his, there was no way she could miss it. She held him tighter and started gradually moving her body against his, rubbing up and down against his cock. Before long, Rajarao picked her up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom.
"I know what you need, Tabu." Rajarao said, stripping off his clothes. When he released his mammoth cock, it sprang out, long and hard, pointing right at his sister-in-law. "I'm going to show you how fucking desirable you are and what an idiot that husband of yours was to ignore you." He crawled up on the bed, pulled her bathrobe apart and nuzzled his face into her anxious pussy. He ate her through two loud, moaning, orgasms, before trying to penetrate her with his massive bulk. Rajarao realized that his cock was larger than most and had learned a long time ago how to get a woman ready for him.