It’s a cold, late winter night. I’m at my job at the local airport. I’m employed as a baggage handler for one of the major airlines. A big storm in the Mumbai has cancelled our last jet of the evening and I’m ready to leave early. As I walk out of the terminal, I see my Aunt Riya standing in front of one of the ticket counters, looking at the arrivals boards.

Actually, what first caught my eye was this great ass in a pair of jeans. I chuckle to myself as I do a double take, realizing it’s my aunt. With black hair that cascades just below her shoulders, bedroom eyes, and my favorite feature (besides her ass) a pair of great tits. After a kid, her 5’6′ frame doesn’t show any wear and has been the highlight of many fantasies since I was about 18 years old.

She sees me walking over and as I get a warm smile she explains that she’s supposed to meet Uncle (her husband), who’s out of town . Turns out the same storm letting me go early, is delaying her husbands’ flight 2 hours. Plus it was starting to heavy wind here. Among all the relatives she’s the youngest in her family and is only about 10 years older than me. She invites me over for the dinner that was waiting for husband. They just live about 30 minutes outside the city, so she was going to return later to pick her husband.

She asks me to drive, because the storm was getting worse. The whole time this conversation is going on, I sneak glances at her sweater encased tits. She usually doesn’t wear a bra around the house, which always makes for great viewing. Seems she left the house without one. We get to her house and her kids greet me, who were 7 and 10 years old. The lady next door had been watching them while she was out.

The phone rings, it’s Uncle and his flight has been cancelled. He’ll return about noon the next day. The fantasy wheels begin to click in my head. We eat and gossip with the little ones. Riya puts them to bed, while I have a couple beers. I watched her ass go up the stairs to the kid’s room. Not a whole lot had been happening, socially, for me. Most of my friends had gotten married or were living with someone. I kept seeing those tits bounce under that sweater as she walked. When Riya returned, she grabbed herself a beer and we sat there on the sofa just shooting the bull. She’s real easy to talk to, and the beers flowed as it got late.

Eventually, the conversation turned to girls and what I was up to lately. The beers had loosened me up quite a bit and I guess I started sounding pretty dumb about how things were going. Riya had gotten this concerned look on her face and I realized how pathetic I must sound. I made a couple jokes and changed the subject.

Riya was cleaning up and as she bent over the coffee-table, I got a great cleavage shot. There was no bra there which was confirmed. They had finished off part of the basement into a spare room, which was where I had stayed on past visits. It was quiet, away from the kid and with a TV, it was a good a place to curl up. I said my good nights and Riya gave me a big hug, telling me to cheer up. Those tits pressed against me and I could feel the blood rush to my dick. She kissed me on the cheek and headed up the stairs. I went to the basement, got undressed and slid into bed.

I was hard as a rock and started to stroke myself by the light of the tube. I was really starting to get worked up. I pictured Riya’s boobs wrapped around my dick, her looking up at me with those bedroom eyes. I closed my eyes, trying to slow down and make it last. I pushed the covers back to make room for a really good cum, something makes me open my eyes and I see Riya standing in the doorway.

I gasped as I pull the blankets back over me. Trying to apologies, I sit up on the bed. Riya walks over to the bed, softly telling me it’s alright and not to be upset. She is wearing a robe, open in the front, over a T-shirt. One side of the robe is to the side enough that I can see her nipple is hard under the shirt. Despite the situation, I can’t resist looking at that little bud, pushing out. Riya sits on the edge of the bed, telling me that everyone needs some kind of release. “Let’s see what you’re trying to release.” she says as she pulls the covers down to my thighs. My semi-erect cock is laying against my stomach. “Hhmm…….not bad. I think I can help, if you’ll let me.” I was dumbfounded as she took hold of my cock and started to stroke me. “Just relax”, she tells me as I pay attention, but my cock is wide awake.

After feeling her hand for some time, her soft, knowing pumping of my cock makes me moan my approval. I reach out and grab her boobs thru the thin fabric. I can feel her hardened nipple in the center of my palm and I pinch it gently between thumb and forefinger. Now she does the moaning and presses against my fondling as her hand moves a little faster on my cock. She looks at me and says ”I got to suck this.”. Before I can say anything, I am in her mouth. She just swirls her tongue around the underside of the shaft. I start to pinch her nipple again and she starts to go up and down my dick very slowly. I see her face in the dim light as she sucks my dick. One more fantasy down the drain!! Keeping my dick in her warm mouth, she stops moving, just long enough to take off her robe. Stopping my kneading of her tits, I slide my hand up her thigh. She spreads her legs in anticipation. I can barely see her pussy in the light, but my fingers feel the wetness. Her trimmed snatch is drenched with her juices. Stroking her pussy lips, I spread them open and insert my finger part way. She grips my hand between her legs and humps my hand. She’s really working on my dick now. The sounds of her sucking seem almost too loud. I can’t resist any more. “I’m cumming!!” I warn her. She takes most of my shaft in her mouth and teases me with her tongue as I shoot my warm cum inside her.

Now my grunting that seems too loud, as she swallows me down. My hand is still playing with her pussy as she moves her mouth off my dick. “Nicely done.” she says with a giggle. She moves up along side me and kisses me on the side of the mouth. I return the kiss and it becomes a more heated exchange of tongues and lips and gasps. Riya swings her leg over me and sits on my hips. As she sits up I reach up to feel her boobs again. My now soft cock is nestled between her ass cheeks. “Would you like to see my tits now, since you’ve been staring at them all evening?” she asks teasingly. And with that she pulls the shirt over her head and tosses it aside. Her tits are just as I imagined. Full, with a slight sag from the kid worth of suckling, but firm as a 18 year old. The nipples, that were so hard under the shirt, now point out from silver dollar size aureoles. I hold her boobs with both hands, massaging them. What was warm through the shirt is now hot flesh, pressing against my hands. My cock twitches between her ass cheeks and she wriggles back on me. I pinch her nipples harder than before. Riya sighs and reaches down to return the favour to my nipples. I’m completely hard now and press my hips up at her. We grind each other a little bit and with another one of those smirks, Riya lifts up her ass and my waiting cock slides into place, up into her hot cunt. We both gasp as the entire motion has taken about 5 seconds. Neither of us moves for a few moments. The feeling is just so incredible. Another of those fantasies gone. I ask her to raise up that ass and bring it back down onto my cock. An approving grunt from both of us. Up again and I thrust up as she returns to my hips and takes my cock deep inside her. With both of us sharing in the humping, I feel like I could go forever. This beautiful woman is fucking me like I’ve only dreamed of. Those great tits are jumping up and down with our gyrations. I cup one with my hand while trying to keep the rhythm going. We miss our timing and my dick comes out of her pussy, just rubbing the length of my shaft. “I want you from behind, in doggy style ” I say as I roll her off me.

We trade places and she kneels in front of me. Getting behind her, she reaches back and guides my painfully erect cock back into her heat. “Yesss…” Riya gasps as I enter her. “Fuck me!!” Leaning forward, I grab both her tits. I take short strokes into her cunt. I’m leaning on her back, breathing in the smell of her hair, her perfume and her sex. As I release her boobs to take hold of her hips, I fuck into her with long strokes as hard as I can. She grips the pillows grunting and moaning into them as I slam her pussy.

Every fantasy, every daydream, every erotic thought I ever had is in each thrust. I feel like laughing out loud, because I’m having the best time of my life. But I want her in one more position before I cum again. I pull out and she half collapses on the bed. She turns onto her back as if she can read my mind. I get between Riya’s thighs and my cock finds its way deep into her pussy. We’re sticking together now, as I slow down. I’m getting close again and want to feel this woman fuck as long as I can.

Riya is caressing my hair, wiping the sweat away and whispering for me to cum. To make us both cum. My slow strokes are becoming more and more deliberate as I near the edge. I feel Riya’s tits against my chest, nipples hard and hot. Riya wraps her legs around me and locks her ankles.

“I’m cumming, don’t stop!!” Riya cries. The combination of the heat in her thighs as they encircle me and her look as she orgasms against me, sends me over the edge. I thrust once, twice; and on the third stroke I cum like never before. We both groan in ecstasy as we hold each other. I can feel Riya’s pussy gripping my cock and I bury my face in her tits. We both drift off asleep. When I wake up the next morning she’s gone. We meet upstairs in the kitchen and exchange nervous ‘good mornings’ in front of the kid. After breakfast, while the kid was engrossed in cartoons, Riya hugs me and grabs me by the crotch.

“I hope this gets you off your ass and gets you out in search of that girlfriend” she says. “Fuck her like that and she’s yours. But in the meantime, if the opportunity arises, save some of that loving for your old Aunt Riya!!”