This is a work of fiction and all characters are over 18 years of age. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.
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I was a late bloomer; at least in matters of sex. As a boy in a big, conservative, middle class family, I had a relatively protected and sheltered life. My values were what I learned mostly from the elders in the family; my loving parents included.
However, as young teenager at school, I was exposed to my quota of school friends and learned a few 'adult things' too. Overall, at 18 and in the junior college, I was still a novice and often the butt of ridicule by my more 'manly' friends. My average physic and looks did not exactly help me either.
But, if there was one thing that I excelled in, it was my grades. I was always at the top of the class and considered one of the brightest students, academically. This earned me the grudging respect of my peers. At home, my parents and neighbors were equally proud of my accomplishments.
We lived in a good middle class residential locality. Our home was a single storied house with three bed rooms, a drawing room, a dining room and a kitchen. We had a small garden in the front and a backyard. The open terrace at top was accessible by a staircase from the right side of the house.
To the right of our home was an empty plot. On the left side was where the Raj family lived. Raj was a thirty three year old officer who worked for the state government. His family comprised of his wife Sujata (28), a daughter (7) and a son (5). Her old widowed mother also lived with them.
Our two families were very close. My own siblings, a younger brother and two sisters, along with their kids were quite an active and noisy group in the locality. But everybody loved them. My mom and Sujata aunty were very good friends and so was my dad and Raj uncle.
Sujata Aunty was a dominant personality. She was of medium height at 5'4", medium complexioned and well built. She had big breasts and big buttocks. Her waist was attractive though not slim. Her mouth was large and generous and her lips were full and red. She was an attractive woman.
As a late bloomer, I became aware of her sexy body only recently. Even then, it never occurred to me to think 'dirty' about Suja aunty (as everybody called her), because of the moral values ingrained into me thus far by my family and teachers.
As I have told you earlier, we had a open terrace at top and I often preferred to sit there in the evenings. Sometimes I would read a book or listen to music or just relax and look at the sky and stars.
It was an evening around seven pm. It was dark and the lights were on. I was seated on a cane chair with my legs stretched; looking at the sky and relaxing. My head was more or less at level with the parapet wall that ran around the entire terrace. I was on the left side of my terrace; the side adjacent to Raj Uncle's home.
Unlike our home, Raj uncle's house had a single bed room on the first floor. This room was located on the right side of their terrace; directly across where I was sitting. This room had the old type wooden window facing our terrace. This window was large and had two sets of doors...one set for top half and the other for bottom half. The bottom windows were shut but the top were open.
I never even noticed this room earlier nor knew who used it. That evening, when the light went on in that room, it caught my attention. As our terrace was slightly higher than theirs I could look into part of the room even while seated. Very casually I looked in.
I saw Suja aunty in the room. She had her back to me and was facing a mirror fixed on the wall. She took a towel and wiped the sweat off her face. It was most likely that she finished cooking dinner and came up. Next minute she unfurled the sari and dropped it on the floor. She was now clad in her petticoat and blouse.
Seeing Suja aunty's bare waist, my breath quickened. Her hands were busy and she quickly unhooked and opened her blouse and threw it on the floor. I caught a quick glimpse of her bare back, an awesome sight for me...totally bare expanse except for the white straps of her bra.
She quickly walked to the corner of the room, opened a door and disappeared into it. I presumed that it must be an attached bathroom and my guess was confirmed when a second light showed up a ventilator covered with angular glass panes.
I was in a excited state. One part of me asked me to be a good boy, get off the chair and leave quietly. Another part rebelled and said that I must stay and watch whatever I could; it was a golden chance. If I could look, just once, at her big lovely breasts in their naked state, wouldn't that be really heavenly! Even at the mere thought, my cock became hard.
It was a one sided fight. I stayed and repositioned myself a little more strategically. In a few minutes, Suja aunty walked back into the room. She was wrapped in a large, white, Turkish towel. The towel was wrapped around her big boobs and ended high up on her thunder thighs.
Water was glistening on her bare body. I clearly saw the big half moons of her breasts and those shapely, hairless, smooth thighs. My hands went to my hard cock without any effort on my part and pulled it out. In the next few seconds I saw her big breasts bare before they were ensconced in a bra. I just had a fleeting look at them.
But that was sufficient to register the full and slightly drooping, slightly conical boobs, the dark brown aureoles, the big projecting nipples. My eyes just couldn't leave them and refused to look elsewhere. In a couple of minutes Suja aunty was dressed and she switched off the light and left the room.
I shut my eyes and masturbated to the images of those magnificent breasts.
Over the next few days, I managed to peep at Suja aunty and her nude body from the safety of the open terrace. The routine did vary sometimes. On some days, she just rushed and other days she would spend more time. Once I could clearly see the wild thatch of black hair covering her pussy which itself looked pretty big.
The routine broke one day. It was a cloudy night and rain was very much in the offing. I was in my normal position, safely hidden, when she came back into the room after her bath. However, there was a difference. The towel was wrapped around her waist and covered only her lower part. Her big breasts were totally bare.
Suja aunty did a strange thing. Instead of walking towards the mirror, she walked towards the window. She stood close to the window, displaying her boobs. Her right hand cupped her right breast from underneath and slightly lifted it, as if in offering. Her left hand reached out and started massaging it. In a trice, her thumb and fingers were tweaking her nipple which had now become hard and erect, like a small penis.
I was thunderstruck. It was clearly a blatant show and directed at me. I had no doubts about that because there was no one else around and she faced the exact spot where I was hidden (or thought I was hidden). She was careful enough to come closer to the window but not totally close, so she could only be seen from my vantage point.
It meant several things...that I was caught and she knew I was peeping; that she was now showing off to me to see her boobs clearly; that she perhaps was not upset at me. I decided to take a risk and stood up. Even though it was dark, she could certainly see my silhouette now. I stood for a second watching her for any reaction.
She gave no indication of spotting me. Instead, she started massaging both boobs with both hands, tweaking and pinching her nipples, while continuing to look in my direction.
It was then that I lost my head. I got carried away by passion and pulled out my cock. Looking directly at her, I started stroking my erect and hard cock furiously. I could see Suja aunty giving a gasp as she looked directly in the direction of my groin. My cock may not have been visible to her, but my actions were unmistakable. I ejaculated with a big spurt.
In response, she moved away quickly from the window and switched off the light. She must have dressed in the dark because I heard the door close behind her only after a couple of minutes. I was scared a little when I woke up next day. I wasn't sure how Suja aunty would react. I avoided her completely. Luckily for me, certain events unfolded that day.
Our results were out and I passed the intermediate course in first class with distinction. Everyone was very happy and there were lots of celebrations. Among the first to congratulate me was Suja aunty. She came over to our place and gave me a big, tight hug. I felt her soft, yielding body against me, particularly those glorious breasts. For a few seconds, I recalled our actions of the previous night.
Next couple of months flew in a jiffy and I was busy with a lot of academic activities that included applying for various engineering colleges, appearing for some competitive examinations for admission etc. Finally, I got admitted to a top engineering school which was located in a distant city.
A few days before my departure, I had a relatively free evening and went up the terrace. I wasn't sure but still wanted to see if I could catch a glimpse of Suja aunty's voluptuous body. I settled down in my chair and waited. Sure enough, she came at the normal hour. First thing she did was to look in the direction of my chair.
She quickly removed her sari and blouse. Clad in her bra and petticoat, she walked around the room showing me her body from various angles, before walking into the bathroom. I was excited and awaited her return. She came back after ten minutes; a towel wrapped around her body glistening with a few drops of water.
Coming close to the window, she looked in my direction, smiled and let the towel drop to the floor. Her beautiful, sexy and bare body was on offer to me for my visual treat. Even as I watched, enthralled, she started fondling her big boobs. Throwing caution to winds, I stood up and moved closest to her window and pulled out my hardening dick.
Holding it in my hand, I pointed it towards her, as if daring her. In response, she moved back a little so that her mound was visible to me. Suja aunty dropped her right hand to her hairy mound and pried open her cunt lips. Pushing two of her fingers into her cunt, she started finger fucking herself even while looking at me and her mouth simulating a kiss.
I responded by stroking my penis harder, imagining it moving in Suja's big, wet cunt. We kept looking at each other and panting. I spurted in a few minutes, throwing up a big jet of sperm. Suja aunty's body convulsed and shook, a few seconds later. She blew a kiss in my direction before leaving and I had no hesitation doing likewise. A great evening to remember her, I thought.
