sex stories

Guys this is a story I have written that is inspired by a real experience I had with an older woman when I was about 16. It is a dedication to some of the sexy women on this forum like sexybitch20, marriedrockstar's wife, inciter007's lady. I would be extremely happy to get their feedback to the story in particular, and any other older women on this thread...

I will post the story as and when I have time. So pl keep that in mind and be patient. Those who demand the next part as though its their right can go and take a hike.

First part.

Amit was spending his holidays at his uncle’s house in the village. A city-bred boy, at 15 years, this was his first ever visit to a village. His parents were having a difficult time with their marriage and his father thought sending him away to the village for a month to his oldest brother’s house would be a good way to settle a number of issues with Amit’s mother in privacy.

Amit was a sensitive, shy boy, and it would be a good atmosphere for him in the village where Amit’s uncle had a large affectionate family of nearly 15 people living in the family’s palatial ancestral bungalow. They were primarily farmers and only Amit’s father, who was the youngest of four brothers, had set out to make a living in the city about 20 years ago.

As Amit got off the crowded passenger train at Rampur village station, he was greeted by his uncle and cousin who he had only seen a couple of times when they came to the city about a couple of years ao.
“Beta… hope you had a good trip…”
His uncle, Pratap chacha, hugged him affectionately. His cousin Vishal took Amit’s bag from him and patted his shoulder. His uncle looked a little disappointed at Amit.
“Beta you are so thin. Are you not eating well?”
Amit shyly shrugged and his uncle put his arm around him and they went to a parked ambassador car outside the station.

As the car drew into the palatial ancestral house, Amit was getting slightly nervous about meeting the large family. He did not know any of them too well, and had really only seen them just once or twice and had very little memories of them. And now he had to spend time in their midst for a month!

As soon as he got off the car, about 10 people descended on him, greeting him, hugging him, patting him etc. His father’s two other brothers, Ramu chacha and Sunil chacha, his cousin brothers whose names also he did not know, his grandfather etc were all over him as they escorted him into the house. That’s when Amit saw the ladies. His three aunts. Rani chachi, who was Pratap’s wife, Neha chachi who was Ramu’s wife and Deepa chachi who was Sunil’s wife. Both the other brothers of Amit’s father, Ramu and Sunil, did not live in this house but in their own houses in different parts of the village. They had all come here now to greet Amit and spend a day with him. The program was that Amit would spend a few days with each of them later at their houses before returning to the city.

But right now, Amit could not keep from staring at his three aunts who he was seeing for the first time since reaching adolescence. Rani chachi was 39 years old, fair and with the a stunning figure. She was beautiful in a rustic way. Her features were sharp and her smile was dazzling and affectionate. Even though she was wearing the traditional saree that completely clad her body, Amit could see the extreme voluptousness of her body as she came forward to pat him on his cheek and gave him a glass of lassi.
“Kaisa hai beta… kitne bade ho gaye ho…”
Amit blushed profusely and took the glass. As he was drinking, Neha chachi shook her head.
“Lekin kitna patla hai… yeh city ke bachche bahut bakwaas cheez khate hain… yahan ham isko achcha khana khilaayenge… kyon khaaoge na beta…”
Amit nodded and blushed again. Neha chachi was the tallest of the three aunts at about 5 feet 6 inches. Just an inch shorter than Amit. Her features were also the most delicate of the three aunts and her body was not as stacked as the other two aunts, but maintained very well at her age of 38.

As everyone was busy asking him about the city, his studies and parents etc, Amit cast a glance at Deepa chachi. She was 36 and was the only educated of the entire womenfolk in the family, having passed her tenth. She looked at Amit and seemed to understand his plight.
“Ghabrao nahi beta… do din mein tum sab ko jaan jaaoge… dekho kitna paseena chooth raha hai…”
And she used her pallu to mop his forehead. Amit got a glance of her milky white flesh of her ample navel for just a second before she walked away. And Amit had a tough time keeping his eyes of her swaying bouncy ass cheeks as she walked away.