Hi, I am a Tamil-speaking guy. How I managed to fuck my very own chithi. (In Tamil, Chithi is equivalent to Chachie in Hindi). I have not represented real names, in order to maintain the privacy. Now I shall go directly to the real incident happened between chithi & me.
Senthil was bursting in desire. Suddenly the face of his own chithi came to his mind. Senthil's chithi, Saroja is still young, only 32. She is 5'4" and medium built, has long hairs and very beautiful face. Her tits are very sharp, like a big malgova (mango fruit) from Salem (a place in TN, famous for mangoes) and her ass is like an upturned pitcher.
Though Senthil have had sex occasionally with his girl friends, he was really interested on his chithi only. It is his age as well as the porn stuffs in sex-magazines and Internet, made him think horny and incest about his chithi. He is 23 years now and has finished his graduation. At present, Senthil is staying with his chithappa's family (i.e., chacha in Hindi), in the pretext of finding a job for him. His chithappa is a small businessman and used to be preoccupied with his work.
So most of the time in the daytime, he is alone with his chithi in the house. Saroja's only 6-year-old daughter also used to go school and Senthil really enjoyed his time with his chithi.
Centhil's chithi Saroja, also used to behave close with him. Previously everyday, once her daughter went off to school and husband to work, she would to be alone in the home but now, she had the company of this young guy and she too liked him.
Senthil was always good to have around, helping her and keeping up some conversation. It was after some days that she noticed that Senthil was paying more than usual attention to her breasts. Being used to living alone, Saroja was a little careless about her dress at home and on more than a few occasions, she found him peeping and staring at them.
At first she thought, it must be only her imagination but when she observed and confirmed it, it excited her too in a strange way. In order to make sure that it was so, his chithi Saroja sometimes intentionally let the pallu of her sari fall off while working, or sometimes did not button up her nighty properly, so that he would have a good view.
Invariably, Senthil's eyes would drop off and get fixed on them. She noticed that even while talking to her, he couldn't take his eyes off her succulent breasts. When Senthil noticed her observing his staring like that, he would be embarrassed and then try not to look again but it was hopeless for him. His eyes would repeatedly return to her boobs. Just a sex-starved young man, Saroja thought and it seems she did not give it much thought.
The fact that Saroja is his stepmother and he is son by relation to her had initially percolated Senthil in a guilty feeling. He tried to avoid such thoughts but he could not! And those guilty feelings of sorts were all gone, when one night he saw the lovemaking seen of his chithappa and chithi, through the keyhole of their room. He was really astonished by the way Saroja seeks pleasure from her husband.
She really fucked like mad with her husband, she lying on her stomach and his chithappa fucking her from behind. Saroja was having intense orgasm and her husband really find it hard to cope with her. Soon he collapsed on the bed to the much displeasure of his wife. That incident has made Senthil to decide to fuck her chithi at any cost.
He imagined himself in the place of his chithappa. If his chithappa could not fulfill her want, surely he should have the opportunity he thought. Unknown to Saroja, her stepson Senthil, planned to fuck her. His sexual drive had been reached the peak, seeing this sexy bitch roam around the house, spreading sexual tension all over.
Senthil had resorted to thinking his chithi while masturbating, to relieve his tension but was dying to fuck Saroja.
That time, Saroja fell ill. She had developed viral fever. For the first two days, her body temperature rose up to 103 F and her husband stayed at home nursing her. On the third day, when it came down to around 100F, he left her at home and went to work. And their daughter too had gone to its grandma's place for the vacation.
Now Senthil got the opportunity to be near her. The whole day he had constantly fuss around her and at the slightest pretext touched her head, face, and arm shoulders to soothe her. He saw her in her nighty and gets glimpses of her armpit, breasts and her creamy thighs.
Saroja was aware of his infatuation with her, but was helpless to avoid him. She let him take care of her, giving him glimpses of her body. Her husband on the other hand stayed away from her in the night also. Thus two days of receiving great attention from Senthil, Saroja felt pretty soft towards Senthil, as she started feeling better.
She could see the bulge in his trousers, whenever he was near her and pretty much let him accidentally brush against her arm etc. Now Senthil could see his chithi looking with glazed eyes at his prick and saw no resistance from her at his touching. The time is ripe he thought, let me strike now.
The next day being Sunday, his chithappa would be home, the maid would have the day off, and if he could get his chithappa out of the way, he was sure he would be able to fuck his Saroja chithi to his hearts content. He could feel she was randy and receptive.
Fortunately on the next day, his chithappa had taken an appointment to go and meet a particular customer in a nearby town. That place was about 3 hours travel from there and considering the time of the meeting, Senthil estimated that his chithappa would be away for the whole day.
Senthil was salivating at the thought of fucking his chithi the whole day. Whole day of fucking her, he couldn't believe his luck. But Saroja was not obvious of his plans and the next morning her husband left for the nearby town. As soon as her husband left, Senthil saw this opportunity and could not resist himself.
He entered Saroja's bedroom and asked her if she needed anything now. He saw Saroja in her nighty without the nightgown on. He saw her wheatish skin, her creamy thighs, her fair slender arms and the upper part of her milky and heavy breasts. Saroja saw the lust in his eyes and felt scared but at the same time, she felt horny.