'Dev Uncle would never know the jewel he has with himself, would he?' Anand thought to himself as he drifted to the thoughts of his lovemaking with his aunt (his uncle's wife) Rema while his uncle complained about his wife before him. Dev could be called a sort of a misogynist. He always saw women as a breeding animal which was one of the reasons, he loathed his wife Rema. He always mocked her inability to conceive and would laugh about it but Anand never found them funny.
Dev's negligence towards his wife had benefitted Anand and Rema as they never found any element of guilt in their carnal exploration. They made love whenever they got themselves alone, especially the nights when Dev has duty. Dev was a police officer and the nights he has duty has the consequences of him blaring about the women he had teased for walking alone at nights. (He'd call them whores, for he believed they are women thriving for a cock.)
But when Anand weigh the benefits of the love making sessions he has during those nights, against his Uncle's repulsive talk in the morning, he found that Uncle's night duty better.
It was one of those nights, when Dev went out for his night duty. Anand suggested that they go out for the night, have dinner from outside. Rema firmly objected the idea, but eventually gave up to Anand's persuasion. It was finally decided that they wouldn't go out somewhere grand or fancy as people might recognise them, instead they went the next town. Anand had brought her a stunning blue kurti for her and with no Dev from objecting her from the traditional saree, she went out with it.
The ride was long one and they had their dinner in merry. Rema had forgotten the last time she had went out night like this. With the music on, she looked out letting the wind fluttered her hair. Nothing was clearly visible but the full moon provided shadows for her to imagine the world moving away from her.
'Thank you...' she spoke.
'For what?'
'For this... for everything...' she replied.
Anand just smiled and after a thought asked. 'That's it? Just a thanks?'
She gave him a look. 'Let's see after we reach home. You have been a bad boy recently.'
Anand laughed at the comment and Rema turned back to see the view outside. The road was deserted. They lived at a deep isolated area, which piled on her misery. Apart from a heartless husband, she was deprived of making friends in such a forsaken land.
'Hey could you look down...' Anand called out to Rema. 'I think something is growing down there.'
She gasped for a second as she turned because Dev had unzipped himself with his dick was peeking out from it.
'What?' astonished by his behavior, she asked.
'Its growing, I don't think it'll able to tolerate it till we reach home.'
'You... you bad boy...' she complained although a part of her desired it.
Anand still focused on his drive spoke. 'You want it don't you? Tell me you don't and I'll put him back in its place.'
Rema looked around. The road was still lonely. Maybe a bus or car may go but none would get a glimpse of her blowing her nephew in his car and thus with a grin, she lowered herself to take him in.
'Ah... Yes...' he purred as he felt her warm mouth wrapped his cock. He focused on the ride but her warm mouth was a distraction that he wanted to hold on to. He pulled his left and caressed her hair.
'Keep concentrating on the road. I don't want to be dead and be caught with my nephew's dick in my mouth.' She spoke as she pulled out to take a breath.
He laughed out. 'I'd like to see the look on Dev Uncle's face though. He'd call you a whore'
'Hey... that's a mean thing to say to a lady when she is...' she trailed off from complaining.
'When she is???'
She gave him a look again and with a smile continued her blowjob.
Anand felt him shivering with pleasure and hence he took a detour from the road to park themselves at a lonelier spot. Rema who had been tasting him through the drive looked up when she saw him slowing down.
'What happened?' she whispered, fear lurking in her as if they might have been caught.
'I can't drive anymore...' Anand replied with a grin. 'Come over. I want to take you now... or wait... let's go back.' Without awaiting her reply Anand squeezed himself through the seats and comforted himself in the backseat. Rema, however, took her time. She wiped away the drool that fell around her lips and looked around. Still not convinced, she got out and searched around again. All through her life she had lived in an isolated land and never found the blessing it had saved up for her. She felt safe and then sneaked in through back door with a giggle she couldn't hide.
Anand was out of his clothes when she came in and he lunged forward to kiss her. She tasted of their dinner, of his cock and her saliva. They exchanged their breaths and he pushed her to the seat while he pulled himself backward to watch her lie. His hands went beneath her kurti and stripped her off her pants and panties. Ream folded up her top as he preyed down on her savoring the odor of her wet dripping cunt.
'Let me have my desert for the night.' He whispered and he started tasting her. Rema couldn't suppress her moan as his tongue and fingers played with her pussy. 'Oh... my God...' She felt him draining her off her water content with each of his eloquent movements. She played with her breasts, squeezing and pinching. The desire for his tongue on her nipples made her take of her top and top while he still continued his cunnilingus.
Car was not the most comfortable place to pleasure one another but it was definitely one of the best erotic experience that Rema had never thought of. Although she was completely immersed in his savoring of her pussy, the uncomfortable seats reminded her of the outside world from which anyone might peek in to catch them making love.
Anand crept forward and kissed her while gently rubbing his dick against her. It was then her fear came alive as they heard a jeep pull behind her. Frightened by the prospect of getting caught, Rema rummaged around for her cloth although Anand tried to calm her down. They had thrown their dress to front at the heat of the moment and Anand who was on top found his shirt in hurry and covered her that. He gently pulled down the window so that only his head would poke and the lady would be hidden.
Rema's heartbeat was escalating at a pace she never knew existed. She looked up to see her nephew manning at time of need. Getting her a shred of cloth to cover her and then hiding her behind the windows while he took the lead although she knew, all these efforts would be in vain as the man would probably drag them out and their sexcapades would shatter that moment. She was almost at the brink of tears as she saw Anand's face changing. He was smiling.
'It's Dev uncle.' He whispered. A cloud of calmness floated around at that statement although she wondered why that was good. Maybe it was because the act wouldn't go public as she had hoped but knowing Dev, she knew that he wasn't the one who would hold back from calling his wife a tramp in front people. But Anand's smile was strengthening. If any man knew how to deal with her husband, it was Anand.
'Hey Uncle...' he called out.
Dev didn't take time to recognize the voice. He had already guessed from the car. He walked forward. 'Well... what you doing here?'
Anand didn't reply to that, instead he just smiled and pushed himself into her. 'Mmm...' she gave a slight moan at the unexpected entry.
'Ha ha ha...' Dev roared with laughter. 'You have become the man I was hoping...'
