My Bengali Aunt Ass a Favour

The morning after...

I awoke with a jolt as a large truck rumbled by on the road below the flat. I stretched my arms above my head and squinted at the clock on the wall to my left. Man, it's late, I had better get up, I have to take my cousins to...to...

It was then that I remembered what had happened last night. I looked over sharply to my right to see what my Aunt (Khala) was doing, but she wasn't there. I stopped moving and listened intently and could just about hear some noises coming from the kitchen.

I sat up and took a deep breath. What happened last night? Was that for real? I got out of the bed and crept to the door and cracked it open. Yes, Khala was in the kitchen. I quietly slunk to the bathroom and locked the bathroom door behind me. I freshened up and then made my way out of the bathroom. I hesitated in the hallway wondering if I should go and stay in the bedroom...the bedroom I was supposed to stay in. The bedroom I didn't stay in, which resulted in me fucking my Khala while she slept. Was she asleep? The memories of last night were mixed, but I was sure that we did things we should not have done.

I stood in the hallway for a second longer and then, plucking up some courage, I made my way to the kitchen instead. I stood at the kitchen doorway and saw my Khala busy cooking with her back towards me. She was dressed in a dark green shalwar -- loose pyjama-like trousers - and blue kameez -- a long tunic that fell just below her knees, that almost seemed too tight for her full figure. She had a full thick figure with a strong ass, a belly that protruded a bit and a set of full, but hanging, tits. She always wore a loose scarf around her head that showed a few grey hairs underneath.

"Ahem...Salaam Khala..." I said.

"Oh, go and sit down at the table. I've made you some breakfast." Khala said, turning her head momentarily to the side, and then carrying on cooking.

I took a step back and paused...wondering, why everything seemed normal, then headed towards the living/dining room. As I entered, I looked at the sofa on the side where it had all started the night before. I pictured Khala on the sofa with her thick legs open and her hairy pussy that was so wet. I snapped myself out from those thoughts and took a seat at the dining table.

What will she say when she comes in? What if she says something to my parents?!

I heard Khala coming in from the kitchen and I took a dry gulp.

"Here you go." Khala said, as she entered the room with a couple of plates in her hand. She set the plates in front of me and sat down in the chair opposite me.

"There's orange juice in the carton and more in the fridge."

"Thanks, Khala." I said, as I looked at the plates, not daring to look up at her. The plates had a good assortment of breakfast items on it,

"Are you going to have lunch here?" Khala asked.

"No, Khala. I have to get back and take my cousins to see London." I said, as I picked up the fork next to the plate. What would my American cousins think if they knew what I had done last night?

"Acha." Then after a pause, Khala continued. "By the way, my leg is much better. Thank you for helping."

"That's OK, Khala." I momentarily looked up and saw my Khala sipping on a cup of tea as she sat there nonchalantly.

"If you need any help at all, just tell me." Khala said.

"No, thank you, Khala, I don't need anything." I said as I started on the scrambled eggs.

"A young boy like you must have need for some things...sometimes." Khala said, as she put some sugar into her cup of tea. "Don't be shy. You can ask your Khala for anything. Anything at all. And I have to give it to you, because that's my duty."

"Thanks, Khala, that's really kind of you." I said, wondering why she was saying that.

"And, hopefully, if there is anything I need, I can ask you and you can give." Khala continued, while stirring her cup.

"Er...yes, of course, anything Khala..." I said, in between eating mouthfuls of food.

"Acha...theh tho bala" (Ok, that's good then) Khala said.

I could feel Khala looking at me but dared not look up in case she mentioned the night before. I quickly ate the food that was in front of me, drank some orange juice and brushed off crumbs from my lap.

"Thank you for the food. It was very nice." I said, as I stood up. "I'd better get ready and go. Everyone's waiting for me."

"Do you want any more food?" She asked.

"No, it was so much. I'm full. I'd better go and pack." And with that, I left the room sharpish towards the bedroom.

I got into the spare bedroom, where my overnight bag was and gathered all my items. My phone was on the bed and I looked at it. Seven missed calls!

I pressed on the last number which belonged to my cousin. After 2 rings he picked up.

"Where are you, man?" He said in a thick and loud American voice. I could hear even louder talk coming from behind him.

"Hey, don't worry. I'm on the way. Just had breakfast."

"Come on, be quick, we're all ready to go!"

"Ok, Ok." I said with a smile. "I'm on the way." I hung up the phone and continued to pack my bag. My American cousins were always up for going here, there and everywhere.

I changed my clothes, threw my charger into the bag, and headed to the bathroom to pick up my toothbrush.

"Khala." I called out. "I'm going now." I said as I put my toothbrush into my bag.

I exited the bathroom and started towards the living/dining room.

"Khala?" I said as I peeked into the room.

"Come in." She said.

I walked in and saw her sitting on the sofa.

"Khala, I'm going now." I said as I reached for my car keys in my trouser pocket.

"Why don't you stay a bit. I wanted to ask you for something."

And then I saw it. Khala was sitting on the sofa with just her kameez on. She wasn't wearing her shalwar bottoms. I could see the side of her full, thick legs as the long tunic lay on top of her legs.

"Uh...Khala?" I stammered.

"I wanted to ask you for some help." Khala said.

"...Ji?..."

"For a long time I have had some burning sensation in a certain part of my body...but, last night that burning sensation went away."

"Burning? Burning where?" I asked like an idiot. I could feel my mouth turn to sandpaper.

"Here." Khala said as she lifted her tunic up off her knees and slowly spread her legs, so that her pussy was in full view.

I gulped hard as I saw her dark, hairy pussy again.

"It really pains, but when went inside me it stopped the burning."

I could not quite believe what I was hearing. I stood there with my mouth slightly open.

"Don't worry, your uncle used to help me all the time. It's just to stop the burning."

I felt my cock start to fill, but I held back.

"Khala...are you sure?"

"Yes, yes. Take your pants off and come here. I know you have to go but you can help me before you do."

"Ummm...ok..." I said. I dropped my bag on the floor and started to slowly and unsurely, undo my belt. Is she really asking me to fuck her??

Khala shifted forward on the sofa spreading her legs wider.

"Is this OK for you?" She asked.

I stammered some words out but I know they didn't make any sense.

I unbuttoned my trousers and dropped them along with my boxer shorts. My cock was filling up quick as I looked at my Khala's hairy pussy.

"Come...come." Khala said.

I shuffled forward.

"OK. Now, put it in." She said, as she put her hands behind her on the sofa and pushed her hips forward.

I knelt down and moved forward a touch. My cock was close to Khala's pussy.

"Do you want me to help?" She said. And before I could say anything she had taken my cock into her right hand and pulled it towards her pussy. My cock was fully hard now and she rubbed the tip around her pussy looking for the opening. After a few moments, she found the hole and urged me to push in.

"That's it. Now push in."

I did as she asked, and I pushed the head into her pussy. It was wet and it slipped in.

Khala bit her bottom lip as I entered her pussy.

"Is that OK, Khala?" I asked.

She shut her eyes tight and nodded.

I started to slowly slide my cock back and forth in her pussy. Her pussy felt so good. Khala just sat there with her legs spread taking my cock. I touched her outer thighs with my fingers, and when she didn't say anything, I held them firmly to use as leverage so I could pump deeper. I pushed deeper with my thrusts. I could hear my Khala start to quietly moan and breathe heavily.

I looked at her tits moving up and down as she breathed and could see her nipples were hard underneath the tunic dress. I wanted to suck on them bad.

I started to thrust harder and Khala gripped the sofa with both her hands. Her eyes were still shut tightly.

"Aro jureh..." She said. She was asking for me to fuck her harder! So, I obliged. I held onto her waist and started to fuck with force. With each thrust I was slapping the inside of her thighs with my body. We started to both sweat and the slapping noise became louder.

"Amar bhuni...bhuni khao..." (Eat my tits) Khala said quietly.

I bent down and put Khala's left tit into my mouth over her clothes and starting sucking. She wasn't wearing a bra and so I could feel her big hard nipple.

I suddenly felt my Khala's pussy tighten around my cock.

This spurred me on. I stopped sucking her tit and I put both hands under her knees and lifted her legs up. She opened her eyes just slightly to see what I was doing and then lay back on the sofa while I brought her knees together and put her legs over my right shoulder. This made her pussy tighten even more and it gripped my cock as I thrust in and out. I wrapped my arms around her upper legs and fucked her as hard as I could. Khala was moaning loudly now. My balls were slapping against her.

I reached down with my right hand and grabbed her tit, massaging it as I fucked her.

Her pussy felt even better than last night. Maybe because she was awake this time.

"Oh...maaa....oh....maaa goh....aro...aro..." moaned Khala.

I could feel my cock throbbing and hearing Khala moan like this only made it throb more. I continued thrusting, feeling the inside of Khala's pussy. It was wet and soft.

"Khala...what if I come...inside you..."

"No...don't...hold it." She said breathlessly.

"I can't...I'm going to come..." I said, as I sped up the thrusts.

"Wait...ok....wait...put it into the other hole..."

Other hole? Did she mean her asshole??

She reached out and grabbed my right hand and ushered it down to her asshole. I could feel the hair around the hole.

"Ok..." I said, mid-thrust. Will it go in? I had put my tongue into her asshole last night and it was tight, but I was on the verge of coming and I really wanted to cum inside her.

I pulled my cock out of her pussy. As I held her legs in position with my left arm, I licked my index finger on my right hand and reached below. I found her asshole and I pushed my finger in. Khala gasped aloud. I pushed in deeper with my finger and starting to finger fuck her asshole.

It was tight at first, but then I felt Khala's asshole relax, so I took my finger out and held my cock around her hairy asshole. My tip was super sensitive and I could feel where the hole was and I pushed in as I held the shaft of my cock. There was resistance at first, but then I could feel Khala relax further and her asshole opened up. I pushed in deeper until my cock was in and I started to fuck.

Something came over me and I took the finger that went inside her asshole and I licked it. I wanted to eat more of her juices. Khala was moaning loud now as I was thrusting back and forth in her asshole. I pushed her legs forward so I could get deeper in. Khala's asshole felt so good. It was tight. I couldn't hold back anymore and with one final deep thrust forward I could feel my balls give way and I came hard inside her. I could feel the cum shoot out and I let out a gasp as I did. Khala gripped the sofa and I could feel her asshole squeeze my cock. She breathed heavily and fast.

I knelt there, breathless, with my cock still inside her. I looked up and saw Khala just laying there, eyes closed. I slowly pulled back and my cock came out. I looked down and I could see cum dripping from her asshole.

I lowered Khala's legs gently to the side and used the sofa as support to get up. Khala lay there, breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed as though she didn't want to see anything.

"Khala..." I said, in between deep breaths. "Is the...burning...gone?"

"Yes...yes..." said Khala.

I reached down and pulled up my boxers, followed by my trousers. I buckled up quickly. I looked at Khala laying there with her thick legs showing.

"Khala...I'll come back tonight to stay again." I said. Khala just lay there, breathing heavily, saying nothing, with her arm across her eyes. I turned and started to head to the bathroom.

"OK, good...We can maybe help...each other again when you come." I heard Khala say breathlessly. I stopped for a moment, but then kept on walking to the bathroom...wondering what was going to happen that night...