Angel or a Demon

Saturday….Saturday…again its Saturday, one day of the week maybe I hated most when I was in class 9. You guys must be thinking why so? Well Saturdays were my nightmares…. morning 9 am I have to be ready as our old godforsaken driver would whisk me up and drop me at Nirmala Aunty’s Place at Southern Avenue. Nirmala Aunty, my mom’s best friend, drop dead gorgeous, extremely well educated, filthy rich, and last of all head mistress of a famous girls school, with a matching temper. I was persistently doing unusually bad in subjects like history and geography, and when my mom narrated this to Nirmala Aunty she suggested that every Saturday she would tutor me on subjects like History, Geography and Bengali. Little did I know then, that my nightmares were turning to reality. I used reach her place sharp by 9:30 and then onwards it was only study study and more of studies. In between a short break for lunch. Time to time there would be mock exams, and anything less than 80% would fetch me tremendous amount of rebuke and humiliation. The huge two storied bungalow felt like a prison. Nirmala Aunty otherwise was very loving and caring towards me but on Saturdays somehow she used to be transformed to a monster. Oh forgot to mention, Nirmala Aunty’s husband passed away around 7 years back and Nirmala Aunty never remarried she used to stay in their palatial bungalow with her ailing father, who eventually passed away last winter. So Nirmala Aunty now lives alone with a horde of caretakers and maids mostly prehistoric. That fated Saturday I reached her place as usual had my breakfast and headed to the study room. Till 12 pm she gave me lessons on history and then there was a break for lunch after that there was a surprise test on geography, I was having cold sweat as I haven’t studied , neither I have done my homework, So now I am standing at the devils doorway knocking :D. The test started and as usual I was blank confused in the tangles of latitudes and longitudes. Then came the usual humiliation and rebukes which made me feel like a worm, and I wanted to die at that very moment. Little did I notice that the weather was changing keeping pace with my mood, the sky was overcastted with clouds and then came the rain , torrential rain which continued for around 3 hours. Anyone knowing Kolkata would know that if it rains what happens to Southern Avenue, it transforms into a river. Anyways I was desperate to go home, but it seemed Nirmala Aunty was reluctant to leave me in such weather condition; she called up my mother and informed her that I would be staying back with her, mom readily agreed. I was on the verge of crying, I mean this lady whom I practically hated for her rebukes, occasional canning, I have to stay put with her for a whole day? Totally unjustified. Anyways they say “Man posses and god dispossess” or something like that. It was 7 o clock the town seemed to have been engulfed in eerie silence. Not a soul to seen on the roads, street lights out. I was sulking in the living room, suddenly Nirmala Aunty entered the room, saw me like that, came and sat on the sofa beside me and put her arms around my shoulder and said “ Come on boy, don’t feel bad, I cant let you go alone in this weather, then she pulled me closer and kissed me on my forehead. I was taken aback. How come the monster turn into a caring angel? Having said that she told me to wait and went for her bath. I flicked thru the pages of a magazine, and suddenly I heard a sharp noise from Nirmala Aunty’s bedroom. I jumped to see what was the sound, the door was not locked and when I opened the door My jaw dropped, I found Nirmala aunty fumbling for something on the floor clad in a cream colored bra and matching panty’s, her face hidden by strands of wet hair, her huge pendulous breast were trying to burst thru the thin material of her bra, droplets of water were running down her awesome cleavage. I stood there rooted to the ground savoring her womanly essence. I regained my senses and came out of the room without making any noise.

I was sweating and my cock was straining himself inside my underwear and shorts. Suddenly Aunty came out of the room in a pink cotton sari and matching blouse as fresh as a freshly blossomed flower, she came and sat near me, switched on the TV. The smell of her body mixed with the smell of her soap and deodorant was making my head reel. I somehow managed to remain poised but my mind was in turmoil, so was the blood gushing thru the veins of my already stiffened phallus. Nirmala Aunty must have noticed my uneasiness and she turned towards me and said “Are you ok?” I somehow managed to croak “yes aunty am alright” Suddenly she shifted her weight on the sofa and her palm rested squarely on my throbbing stiff cock. As if she has touched a livewire, she retracted, then after a few seconds I could see that she was eyeing my bulge from the corner of her eyes. Suddenly our eyes met and there was this devilish grin in her face. The rain again started and the rhythmic sound of raindrops was creating a very hypnotic effect, the environment was overall very sexually charged up. Suddenly Aunty got up and said “Time for Dinner baby”. We had our dinner and as I was about to retire to the guest room Nirmala Aunty came to me and kissed my forehead and said good night. I just wanted to shut the door and shag , I needed relief desperately. But thought that I will first take a bath and then savor the long session of playing with myself. I had my bath and my erection was still raging like a mad bull, I came out of the bathroom naked, and reclined on the queen size bed fondling my mushroom head, Suddenly there was a knock and I stood up dashed for a towel somehow managed to wrap myself up and opened the door. Nirmala Aunty was standing on the doorway. In the meantime she has changed to a black night gown, with her hair tied up in a bun. I opened the door and she said “why don’t you come to my bedroom and sleep with me , this room doesn’t have a/c”. I was fumbling for an answer and when I looked up I found Nirmala aunt’s gaze fixed on my towel. Just below the knot I could see my engorged cock peeking outside. I shamefully and hurriedly covered it with my hand.

Nirmala Aunty smirked and said “baby boy is not a baby anymore” and with this she signaled me to follow her to her room. I wore my shorts, had a glass of water and went to her room. She was lying on the bed cocked on one side. She looked at me and said “Come here Raj, lie down”. I can’t explain my state, ecstatic at the same time worried and guilty, maybe that was reflecting in my face. Nirmala Aunty asked me “What’s wrong Raj?” with this I sprawled on the bed. The bed was huge. I somehow retired to the extreme left hand corner little unsure about myself . In the light that was creeping thru the hallway I could clearly see Nirmala aunty, she was on her back and her huge breasts were moving up and down synchronizing with her breathing , she looked almost heavenly. My dick started growing, I opened the front button of my shorts and took it out in my hand and started playing with it, my jerking movement made her come out of her stupor and suddenly I find her looking directly at my fully erect cock pacing up and down in my hand. I got so startled I shoved my cock inside my shorts. She came near bent down and placed her lips on mine. Her full pouted lips ,her breath and tongue had a very strange effect on me. I felt I have lost all control on myself. She was slowly sucking on my lower lips and flicking her tongue in my mouth. We lip locked for god know how many minutes. She then looked into my eyes and said “Raj you are a young man now! I have treated you like my son all these years now its your turn to treat me well. Satiate me baby, fill me up with you love” Saying these she bend down again and took my lips in to hers. Her hand snaked down to my crotch and started fondling my erect dick over my shorts. Then she opened my T-Shirt and slowly licked my nipples making them hard, then she went down with her tongue painting on my body like a brush till she reached my crotch, then over my shorts only she started biting my throbbing cock.

It was amazing , then she eased the shorts out of her way and my cock sprang out and started dangling in front of her full lips obscenely. She gasped at its size and exclaimed “Ohhh maa!!! Its so big, haven’t seen anything like this” with these she gently cupped my big dangling balls in her palm as if to check their weight. The head was glistening with copious amount of precum. With the tip of her tongue she cleaned my cock of every single droplet of precum and smacked her lick” Ummmmm u taste so fresh raj and yummy”. With this she flicked her tongue on the eye of cock which has freshly produced a large droplet of precum. Then she took the entire cock head in her mouth and started rolling her tongue over and under. I was going mad, the feeling was mind blowing. I could see her mouth being stretched even that didn’t stop her from deep throating my huge pulsating member. Then she suddenly took my cock out of her mouth and started sucking on my balls while jacking my cock with her spit covered hands. Suddenly she inserted her index finger deep in my anus and started massaging my prostrate, I was dying with lust , and begged Nirmala Aunty to stop. She didn’t bother to listen. As I was about to cum she gripped the base of my cock very tightly and started sucking liked a lunatic. My cock was bursting suddenly she released her pressure and an intense wave of orgasm hit me like a tsunami I gripped her hair and thrusted deep in her mouth and gallons of come started gushing out. Nirmala aunty didn’t waste a second, she dedicatedly started gulping down my sticky creamish cum cherishing every drop, savoring every bit of it. I haven’t cum with that intensity and quantity ever in my life after gulping down the last drop of my cum she let go of my spent dick and lied down on the bed. I opened her might gown and her bra, two massive melons sprung free , I was amazed at their size , and shape beautifully curved with inch long nipples begging to be sucked. Without wasting a moment I jumped on her , grabbed her left breast and hungrily started sucking, licking and biting them.

She was moaning like a crazed woman and at time thrusting my head to her erect nipples. I let my hand a free reign, and found my hand slowly working its way to her panty covered love hole. I pulled her panty down, and was greeted with a hairy and glistening cunt with a lit like a child pee pee, Her labia majora was huge and fluffy glistening in her love juice and begging me to suck it. Without a thought I slowly took my lips and started eating her up with fervor. She jumped up in pleasure as I nibbled on her erect clit sucking and biting gently then with two of my thumbs I stretched her cuntal opening and inserted my tongue and started to slick my tongue in and out, she was screaming like an wounded animal. I was sucking her from her anus to her clit rolling my tongue in a broad motion and at times just darting inside her. I didn’t remember why? But I moistened my fingers and inserted them in her cunt. I have somewhere read about G spot and I was desperate to find it. I found it and slowly started massaging it all the while sucking on her clit. After a round 5 minutes she started moaning at the top of her voice and started shaking I realized that she was bout to come ( the innumerable number of BFs watched on tape u know), my sucking and fingering became faster and then suddenly Niramal Aunty gripped my hair and squirted all over my face, I licked on her delicious juices. She came so much that the bed sheet was wasted by her juices. After sometimes she looked at me and said she has never experienced this type of an orgasm. I smiled at her and told her that this is known as G spot stimulation. She was perplexed , but her face showed how much she has enjoyed. We rested for around 5 minutes, by my cock was erect and fuming. Nirmala aunty slowly got up squatted on top of me, and with her left hand guided my huge member to her opening. Then she hunched down, the cock head entered the slippery and moist cunt and she screamed “Raj Raj Slowly babies it’s hurting me, you’re so big and I haven’t had any man for the last 7 years”. This made me control myself she slowly adjusted to my girth and slowly bit by bit engulfed my entire 8 inch of shaft; she rested for a few seconds and then started her humping movement. She was riding me like crazy her nostrils flared, eyes closed, biting her lower lips, her huge breasts rocking in front my face. Suddenly she stopped, took my cock out and bend down on all fours then looked back and said “Raj fuck me like a bitch honey, and fuck me hard” . As if I was waiting for her permission. I rammed my entire shaft in one single stroke, she shrieked in pain and pleasure and I started my pounding. I went on humping her and she was moaning her lungs out suddenly she shrieked and again gushed out bathing my cock in her juices , I immediately took out my cock and lapped up her juices in a frenzy. After cleaning her cunt with my mouth, I again started pumping her full blown. I bent down and cupped her pendulous breast and kneaded them with both my hands and went on straddling her. I could feel my balls tightened and I could feel the cum traveling thru my shaft, without thinking about anything I went on ramming her. With a grunt I thrusted inside the opening of her cervix my spewed my hot gushing seed all inside her. She screamed out “Raj your cum is burning me inside” I took my cock out with a loud plop and then we cuddled and lied on the bed. I suddenly had this urge to see Nirmala’s fluffy cunt. I stood up and took my face in between her legs , I could see my thick gooey cum was dripping out her love hole, I couldn’t resist and I dived , that was my first cream pie in life I guess. That night we made love three more times and in the morning when we woke up Nirmala Aunty had this deep satisfied look of a contented woman. From then on Saturdays were no longer hated, but cherished and eagerly awaited upon.

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