Amit was spending his holidays at his uncle's house in the village. A city-bred boy, at 19 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.
The day passed with great difficulty for Amit as he went through it in a daze. There was endless chatting, eating, again chatting and by night, he was exhausted. By then all the realtives had left, and the only ones remaining in the house were Pratap chacha, Rani chachi, his cousin Vishal who was about 20 years old, and the servants who lived in the outhouse.
After dinner, Amit was taken to his room on the first floor of the house by Rani chachi. As he followed her up the stairs, Amit could not keep his eyes off the her awesome gaand. It was the most alluring and perfect piece of ass he had ever seen in his life. The saree clung to her fleshy ass like a skin and he found blood rushing into his cok and had to look away to control himself, feeling guilty in his young confused mind.
Unknown to the happening in his mind, Rani chachi cheerfully led him into his room. It was a medium sized one with a wooden cot and an almirah for his clothes. Irt was neatly done and there was window from which Amit could see the vast backyard of the house. Rani chachi smiled.
"Kyon beta... pasand aayi..."
"Haan... thanks..."
She laughed and patted his cheek.
"Arre thanks ki kya baat hai. Tum to mera beta samaan hai. Jaise Vishal waise tu..."
He blushed and she found it very endearing.
"Aur tum apni mummy papa ke baarein mein zyada mat soch. Sab theek ho jayega... yahan kisi cheez ki zaroorat padi to mujhe zaroor bataana..."
"Jee chachi..."
As she turned around to leave, she is reminded of something.
"Beta ek attached bathroom hai dekho..."
She pointed to a small bathroom.
"Isme kundli nahin lagti hai... do din mein theek kara dungi... isliya zara sambhalke..."
He blushed for the nth time and heaved a huge sigh of relief as she left. He changed into his shorts and plonked down on the cot thinking of the days happenings. As he slowly drifted into a sleep he kept seeing images of his aunts, especially Rani chachi... her beauty, her body, her kindness... he felt so close to her already. And then he blanked into a deep slumber.
Rani chachi was busy making breakfast for the family the next morning. Her routine started at 5am and she took bath first thing everyday. Followed by puja at home and then cooking. It was already 7 am and she called out to Champa the maid.
"Are Champa... upar jaake dekho ki Amit jaaga ya nahin..."
Champa was cleaning the backyard. She was a young woman of 30 who lived with her husband Gopal in the outhouse along with another servant couple -- Jhansi and her husband Manu. Both Manu and Gopal were the drivers for the family and often spent long weeks driving around the countryside buying and distributing farm products for the family. Champa was a dark complexioned earthy woman who was attractive in her own right. She was rather short -- about 5 feet -- and well rounded, but she made up for it with the way she carried herself. She was loyal to the family and thought the world of Rani chachi.
"Jee dekht I hoon..."
Champa went up the stairs and walked into Amit's room. He seemed fast asleep and was sleeping on his side. She the window was open and some leaves had blown into the room. She quietly walked to clear the leaves and as she turned back, she glanced at the sleeping figure of the boy. He looked very angelic to her, with just the slightest hint of a moustache on him. It seemed wrong for her to wake him, he was sleeping so soundly. And as she was about to leave, something caught her eye.
There seemed to be a some lump in his shorts that protruded way more than normal. Now Champa was a happily married woman who knew all about men and how they are endowed. But it was striking to see that this young boy had such a massive lump that it could not be anything other than... As she was caught in her whirl of thoughts, Amit suddenly stirred out of his sleep.
Scared and shaken, Champa bluttered.
"Jee... aapko Rani ji ne nashte ke liye bulaya hai..."
Barely able to see her, and adjusting his eyes, he muttered.
"Aata hoon... nahake aata hoon..."
Without saying anything further, Champa left the room. There was strange sense of excitement in her that she had never known. Lost in this state she went down absentmindedly and saw Rani chachi serving the table.
"Kya hua Champa... Amit uth gaya?"
"Jee..."
And Champa walked past Rani towards the backyard. Rani was surprised as Champa usually would have helped her at the table She turned and spoke.
"Are Rani... kya baat hai? Kis soch mein ho?"
Still in her slightly excited state, Champa shook her head.
"Jee kuch nahin..."
And Champa walked out into the backyard. Rani thought for a second that she was acting a little unusually but then continued setting the table.
In the backyard, Champa frantically looked around for Jhansi and found her at the well washing some clothes, where even Pratap and his son Vishal were bathing. Champa called out to Jhansi as carefully as she could.
