Naani was there the next day. There was a radiant look on her face. She did not look at me directly as Granny was around supervising her work. She pretended that she did not see me at all. I was very upset. But then it was better to be discreet about it as word travels very fast in villages. Nothing happened that day. It was disappointing. One of my relatives came to inquire about Granny. We talked the evening away. At night I went to the one street town nearby to just loiter and spend my time, hoping I could meet Naani. But there was no such luck. I came back, had my dinner and went to my room to read my novel. Granny went to sleep in her room downstairs.
When I got up the next morning, Granny was up and dressed. She told me that she was going to the village temple as it was Friday that day. Naani was there. Apparently she usually comes in early on Fridays to prepare Granny's bath. I ignored her. I felt angry at her behaviour the previous day. As soon as Granny left, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Naani came and stood at the entrance.
"Mohan etten is angry isn't he? You are not looking at me?" she asked.
"Why did you ignore me yesterday? You pretended to be so busy yesterday"
"Granny was around and I was afraid you would touch me. If she saw that it would be the end of me. I hope you understand. Don't be angry ettaβ¦.," she begged me in a sexy voice. I could not hold my anger any more.
I quickly finished washing my face and asked her, "What is for breakfast today?"
"This!" she said. I looked up to see her holding up both her naked breasts.
"What? Granny β¦." I stammered in surprise.
"I know. She will come back only after finishing her prayers and her chanting. It will take two hours. That is her routine," she said confidently.
I made for her breasts, unable to resist the temptation.
"Not here, up to your room."
She led the way after locking the front and back doors. I followed her close behind admiring her bouncing buttocks. She sat at the edge of my bed. I stood in front her and slowly removed her blouse and bra, thus fully exposing her big pendulous but firm breasts. I began to squeeze them gently, while she undid my lungi and freed my engorged prick and started stroking it lovingly. I was eager to see her completely nude. I pushed her on to the bed and untied her mundu. She lifted her buttocks to facilitate the removal. She was totally nude underneath. I spread her thighs and admired her beauty unhurriedly, knowing I had all the time at hand. Her globular breasts, fleshy abdomen, her rounded thighs and she lying there with her hair all spread out radiated an aura of pure sex. From within her hairy mould the swollen clit stood out prominently like an infantile penis. I was automatically attracted to it. I licked it with the tip of my tongue. It throbbed just like a man's penis. I engulfed it with my lips and started sucking it. The feeling was ecstatic. Quickly, I did a 69 on Naani. Spreading her cunt lips with my hands, I pushed my tongue deep inside wet tunnel of love. Soon she reciprocated by jerking her hips up. I licked her cunt from the tip of her clit to the lower end. After a few licks I dared to lick her arse-hole. She started to jerk her hips more and began sucking my prick with vigour. Her slurping sound further stimulated me. She was a good sucker. She took my prick deep into her mouth and applied suction while bringing it out. I felt like being in another world. She went on to lick my balls. Then she too tickled my arse-hole.
She turned over and climbed on top of me, still in the sixty-nine position. This gave me a good view of her cunt and arse.
"Lick my arse, ettaβ¦ Oh! Lick it nicelyβ¦. That's howβ¦ that's itβ¦" she was gurgling with my prick in her mouth.