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My sexy aunty Sarita-2

After 5 minutes she calmed down and apologized me for being awkward.
“No no!… its ok… please don’t be sorry…” I exclaimed…
Keeping my hand on her shoulder I said, “Everything just
happens…we all are bound to live through it…just let it go and
live your life…”
My dick was hard solid.
She smiled and thanked me…

Next morning I woke up dreaming about the incident that took place
with me yesterday…
I was smiling with a deep sigh. My cock was greeting me a salute. I
went to bathroom and made him sit down…
Days passed and on a sunday morning, She called me to buy her packet
of milk as the milk man didn’t come that day…I bought the milk and
went to the kitchen. She was massaging her head with fingers applying
oil. Her boobs were bouncing terribly as I could see she has not worn
bra inside.
I kept the milk in the refridgerator and went to her bathroom for
peeing.My last drop fallen in the closet and I saw her undergarments
hanging on the side wall.I took those in my hands, buried my face in
them and took a deep breath. The aroma of her panties were more
pleasant than the flowers printed on it.
Suddenly something striked in my mind…
What if I made a bathing video clip of my sexy Sarita? Is it possible?
Why not? Atleast I should try…
I took out my smartphone, luckily it was full charged. I turned on the
camera keeping it in silent mode and adjusted it on the ventilation
window. The window was covered with dusty old clothes. I hid my phone
inside it such that only the camera lens was visible if looked
“What if I got caught?” I wondered. But my lust for her made me
blind enough and motivated me strongly to do it anyway.
I came out of bathroom and she was coming towards me. Her nighty was
wet from her chest to her belly. Her left nipple was clearly visible.
“I am going to take bath” she said. My heartbeats were beating
faster as if someone was punching on my left chest repeatedily…
Just before I was going to ask her if I can stay here for today, she
said “Abhi, will you please stay here for some time. A postman may
be coming now, you please collect the mail for me as soon as I am
taking bath…”
“Ya sure” I replied. What a dam good luck. Today is my day.. I
“Have some snacks from the fridge and watch T.V… I will join you
after a quick bath….” She said.
I told her to take a long relaxing bath. I have plenty of time.
She pinched my nose and said “thank you sweetie”.
She entered the bathroom, closed the door. I was worried and nervous
about what is going to happen next. Will she notice the camera lens?
Her bath will be recorded or not?
I tried to look through the key hole but nothing was clear. I listened
the sound inside. She was striping her clothes. I could clearly hear
the tingling sound of her bangles. She started bathing. She was
singing “bheegi bheegi sadako pe me…” my favourite song.
I came to T.V room sitting on a sofa feeling very nervous.
After about 20 minutes, she came out in a light brown nighty wiping
out her hair.
I rushed into the bathroom and closed the door. I took my phone,
switched it off and took a deep breath to relax myself. As I came out
she asked me “what happened to you?”
I said I had to pee. It was urgent. She laughed at me and went to the
TV room.

It was a treat for my eyes to look at her ass from behind walking.
Those perfect round curvy butts were holding her nighty very tight.
I spent the whole day with her till night and my phone was still
switched off.
We had dinner together. I thanked her for dinner. We wished goodnight
eachother and I stepped down to my flat. I ran to my room, locked the
door, switched off the lights and turned on my phone inside my
blanket. My heartbeat again started riding like a horse.
I opened the gallery, played the recording and there… I saw the full
nude body of my sex Godesss Sarita. Video was crystal clear and was in
proper frame. It was from top left angle so I could see her boobs and
ass both together.
Her dark brown nipples on the white boobs were like indicator lights.
Her underarms were clean shaved but her pussy was covered with bushy
curly pubic hairs. The golden chain lying between her fair wet boobs
looked dam sexy. Her nude body was like Zareen khan. During bathing
she poked her fingers inside every hole in her body. She turned round
about 4 times. It was a 18 minutes video…
From then that video was like food to me. I watch it during waking up,
at noon time, at tea time and before sleeping. Every time I watched
it, it gave me a different pleasure. It may be because I made it by
myself. I never got bored by watching it so many times…
Things were going like this, everything was normal between me and her.
One evening as usual I was sitting with her at her home teasing each
other for fun. While talking, she tied her hair with both her hands
back. It lifted up both her elbows which stretched her milky boobs
forward. It chocked my heart for a moment. My hands were starving to
press those fleshy large boobies.

I lost my control. I intended to hug her, but suddenly her phone rang.
She rushed towards her phone and was talking. I scolded myself. What I
was doing. I should control myself.
She was talking so I was just looking here and there. I entered her
bedroom. Room had fragrance of rose.
There was a PC on the table. I opened the drawer And I was shocked…
I saw some adult magazines. Full of dirty stories, erotic pics and
Well it was a normal thing I thought. She is single and young. She too
have sexual desires. I was just about to leave my room but there she
is!!… standing behind me, looking desperately at me…
“I am sorry… I was looking for a pen, I didn’t mean to look at
your personal stuff” I explained with stammering. Actually I was not
aware of what I was saying.
She stood silent, not knowing how to react or respond. I turned down
my head. Her pallu was transparent. Her navel was clearly visible. I
was staring so deeply on her navel. I wish I could smell it and lick

She went away without saying anything. As she turned around, her curvy
round ass were waving at me.
I too escaped from there quietly…
For 2 days we didn’t meet as we both were uncomfortable facing
One day I was searching for my passbook, there in drawer of locker, I
saw ID proof of my sexy Sarita.
She might have handed it to my mom for an insurance policy.
I never asked her about her age. She was born on 20/07/1982 I found it
on her ID. She was 32 years old. As I calculated her age, something
went up over my skin from my tummy to neck.
Then suddenly I was amazed… Her birthday is coming on this Sunday. I
wanted to do something special for her. So I went to her room again to
patch up everything.
I knocked the door twice. She opened the door, looked at me weirdly
for a moment and then welcomed me smiling as if nothing has happened.
I smiled back too and greeted her as normal.
She wore a light yellow nighty with white flowers on it. Her panty
lining was visible at her bottom and her bra strips form behind. The
sight of her ass from behind was a visual treat.
We sat on her dining table and talked a lot. We had some apples while
I was constantly staring at her lips while talking. Apples made her
lips wet and glossy. My tongue was begging to lick her apple flavoured
juicy lips.

“What do you do at parties?” I asked her frankly.
“Well, we use to hangout and have some drink that’s it nothing
more…” She said gracefully.
“You drink!!?” I over reacted.
She giggled and said “ya… what is the big deal in that? Almost
every staff at my office drink. So at parties we obviously have some
whisky and vodka…”
“Oh that’s great… I drink too occasionally…” I replied
I heard my mom calling me shouting my name. I said her goodbye and
Then I waited for Sunday to come to give her a surprise at her