My Journey To The World Of Desires – Part 2

This is a sequel to the previous part.

I tried to get her dressed , after a painful practice of 4 hours I succeeded .

She cooked , and the day passed without any events.

Evening was hot ,with high humidity. Uncle arrived at 7. I had a chat with him.

Around 8 rain started and within 15 minutes the intensity went rose to its peak. the thunder and lightening made things worse. Uncle and aunt asked me to sleep beside them on the bed. In fear of lightening I did not deny.

Aunty was sleeping in the middle. I had slept enough in the afternoon , hence kept awake , but kept my eyes closed. I heard faint conversation , but unable to interpret because of thunder. I tried to peek from half open eyes . Uncle was pushing one hand over the blouse and other in between aunts legs. Aunt was resisting , but resistance was not heavy.

Aunt tried to see ,whether i was asleep , but uncles eagerness stopped her . Uncle kissed her neck from behind. Pressed her nipples and whole breast vigorously over blouse.Aunt kept saree in her mouth to suppress her loud moan.Soon her blouse was opened . In dark i could not figure out nipples. She was topless. Her saree was lifted from behind and Uncle put his dick in her ass. Aunt gave a loud cry. Aunt requested uncle to put in in vagina . Uncle denied and continued. His hands were withdrawn from her breasts and he held her hair and shoulder and continued ramming her ass. He was over within 3 minutes and slept facing the other way.

Aunts eyes were open. She straightaway looked at my eyes , which were wide open. I brought my palms to her face. She kissed them and put them in her mouth. My small hands were chewed like a lollipop. Soon she guided my hand to her vagina and pushed in.I continued the up and down.

Soon she moved her ass with my rhythm , but very slowly. I pressed her ass with other hand . When I tried to move my hand to her asshole , she restricted my hand. I tried once more , but the same thing continued.I kept pushing her vagina for some 15 minutes , and she held my hand and did not let go. She pushed it vigorously like a stick . and soon some sticky juice came out.

She closed her eyes and bit my shoulder. I almost shouted. After a minute , she pulled my hand out and started to wipe it with saree . But I did not want it. I wanted to taste the fluid , her fluid. I brought my fingers to my face . It was stinky. I tasted it. She smiled. She adjusted her saree and slept.

Next day was a new world altogether. After uncle was gone I went to her. She was preparing some work . I straightaway lifted her saree and kissed her buttocks. She show fake anger and scolded me. We went to bath and I requested her to see how she peed. She laughed . She lifted her saree and I saw her dry vagina for the first time. She peed and I tried to touch. She held my hand. with other hand i touched her anus and played. She peed almost over my hand ,and laughed.I licked her ass hole and pee hole.

Once I reached her labia , she pushed my face into her. Made me sleep on the bathroom floor and pressed her vagina. Rubbed in on mt lips. I bit on them and she moaned in pleasure. Even i pushed one finger into her ass hole. Just as i stoke her ass few times she discharged fluid into my mouth. This time not loud cry ,but noise of deep pleasure.

After bath she went we dried. She wear her clothes. Appeared very happy. She offered prayers and started working. I requested her to stay naked. She laughed again. but Lifted her saree to just below buttocks. That way I had access to her lower privates my desire.

After food , we went to sleep. I made her discharge 3 times.My hand were paining , but I was not to let go. At night I slept in the other room . I requested aunt to sleep with me . Uncle said , after completing her work she would come. I slept after waiting for some 15 mins. She never came.

It was my last day at her home and uncle was gone. She was happy doing her work, But today my request was granted. She had closed all windows and doors . All windows were covered with cor tons. She walked completely naked and I just enjoyed her beauty. I still get amazed when I realize how female beauty binds our mind. I Specially liked (still like) when she bent forward , and I got to see her ass hole. She lifted her leg or stretched her legs and I could explore her complete vagina. Awesome site for a 7 year old.

After meal she came to bed with me and let me play as i wished. I made her discharge 4 time in 2 hours. It was still 3 in afternoon. She got dressed and slept by my side.

She asked all incidents between me and her daughter. I hesitated . She told me , after all happened between us, I have more powerful secrets than her. I could do much harm to her and her family. So i should not be afraid of hiding.

I described everything in detail. She even asked whose ass tasted better . I still come to laughter thinking of her. After all descriptions she narrated me of discharge of men , and causes of pregnancy. She advised me to come to her when I needed it , for she her need was much more than her daughter. I cried in laughter. She made me promise not to tell anyone of the incidents . She agreed me to play with her daughter on 2 conditions.

1. No one should see us or catch us in the act , and all the events should remain secret forever.

2. If I were ever to have penetrative sex with her daughter , she must have prior knowledge and she must permit.

I agreed . Though in on her return I could hardly recognize Mansi. For she was a different person when she returned from village. Not that she denied me herself , but the beating from her mother had psychologically affected her deeper than expected.

Given a chance , we would bath together in absence of her mother , but like previous incidents , she never touched me. Her studies were affected. She did not respond in the class(still secured the highest marks !!!) , did not participate in sports. It took me a whole year to rebuild the trust and the same bond.After we became same more than a year later , my father was transferred to a different location .

I never ever got a chance to meet her again.

Still the luster of forbidden pleasure reminds me of the beautiful time I had.

My Journey To The World Of Desires – Part 2