I grew up in a sleepy little village in costal India. I was an only child, brought up by my widowed mother and maternal grandparents. Being the youngest at nineteen I was pampered by everyone. My mother Uma at firty three was a voluptuous woman with a very charming face and long black hair. She was well educated but extremely shy. We lived in a huge bungalow at the center of our estate. My Granddad and maternal uncle managed the affairs of the estate which often took them to town leaving me alone with the women folk. Since the men were hardly home and it got extremely humid the women took several liberties in their modesty at home. Often I would see my aunt and mother walk around topless in just their petticoats or saris.
One late summer morning I was still in bed, naked as usual under the thin cotton sheet. The heat and humidity in summer got pretty unbearable and it made sense to sleep naked. I was just about to wake up when mother walked in with a cup of coffee.
"Wake up sleepy head!" she said.
As I strained to open my sleepy eyes, I was greeted by the sight of my topless mother fresh from her bath and I could still smell the shampoo and soap. She wore a white cotton petticoat, wrapped her hair in a towel and slung another over her shoulder. It barely covered one of her breasts but they dangled freely and I found it hard not to stare at them.
Mother embarrassed with my gawking covered the exposed nipple with her hand. With a frown on her forehead she said "Stop staring you're not a child anymore!"
Before I could blurt an apology aunt Deepa stepped into the room. My aunt who is in her early thirties is an extrovert and bubbly figure with hardly any inhibitions. Much loved by everyone at home and dotted on by my mother. To me she was more of an elder sister than an aunt and I loved her very much. She was an attractive woman as she was charming. She was slender with all the right curves though they were slightly smaller than mother's. She had an uncanny resemblance to the bollywood siren Biphasa.
"What's the rascal up to, Uma bhabi (sister-in-law)?" my aunt asked jovially.
"He's been staring at my boobs" mother replied without a hint of shame.
"Well can't blame him, they are so tempting!" my aunt said playfully with a lusty undertone.
"Shush! You're another shameless thing." my mother told her off.
"Look at what they have done!" my aunt giggled pointing to my erection that was tenting the thin sheet I was under.
I was beat red when the two women started laughing at my obvious arousal.
"Oh the poor thing is so horny!" my aunt said as she playfully pulled the towel from behind mother.
"Deepaaa!" mother screamed, before they both laughed again.
Seeing no point in covering her nipple she let her hand down revealing her round breasts to my lusty gaze. For the first time I was witnessing a very mischievous side of mother and aunt Deepa. My aunt hugged mother from behind cupping her D cup breasts briefly to feel their weight.
"They are so heavy Uma bhabi!" she laughed.
Mother made a frail attempt to dislodge my aunt's hands making me wonder if this was the first time they were up to no good.
"Deepu! Not in front of Baba(my nickname)" mother yelled.
My shy mother contained her embarrassment as aunt Deepa fondled mother's huge breasts. Mesmerized by the sight of these gorgeous ladies engaged in erotic playfulness, I tried to sit up causing the sheet to ride further down and expose my erect manhood in all its glory. The two women gasped as they shamelessly stared at my thick uncircumcised cock. I quickly pulled the sheets up to cover my shame. They both broke into a girlish giggle having witnessed my obvious state of arousal.
"Someone has grown up." aunty said.
"Much too obvious." mother joked.
"How about a striptease for the horny young man?" my aunt asked.
Mother protested immediately but I nodded in excitement hardly able to believe what I had heard. My aunt whispered into mother's ears and very reluctantly mother seemed to have agreed.
"It's your lucky day" my aunt announced as she giggled in excitement.
My aunt put a Michael Bolton CD into the player and the two women began swaying and gyrating to the slow music. Aunt Deepa feverishly slid her hands up and down mother's body. Often circling and cupping mother's bare breasts. Mother enjoyed the attention her bare breasts were getting and she gasped every time her nipples were caressed. Mother being the shyer one would only occasionally caress aunt's buttocks. Then with my mother's back towards me aunt Deepa began to undo the knot on mother's petticoat.
"Deepa what are you doing?" mother screamed.
"Common Bhabi(Sister-in-law) it's just a glimpse of your buttocks be a sport!" she said with a naughty smile.
"Hai Ram(Oh God)!" mother murmured as the knot came loose.
Aunt Deepa teasingly held up the petticoat before letting it drop to the floor, while mom covered her face in embarrassment. She wore no panties as I suspected and the sight of her naked behind was extremely arousing. Her milky white skin was flawless and her full buttocks protrude slightly. She had thick but athletic legs.
Before mother knew it aunt Deepa swiveled mother around in a quick motion, giving me a full frontal view of mother's nudity. Her heavy but round breasts heaved with her every breath. The roundness of her belly and wide curvy hips were well proportioned to the rest of her body. Just below her deep navel sprang a thick patch of pubic hair that concealed her entire vulva.
Mother screamed "Deepaaaaaa!" before turning away.
"So what do you think?" asked my aunt as she giggled loudly.
"Wow... beautiful..." I managed to blurt out, trying to absorb as much of her nakedness as possible.
Mother's luscious body was on display like a slave in a slave market.
"She is so voluptuous!" my aunt added as she herself gazed at mother's nakedness.
"Okay that's enough!" my mother said picking the towel to cover her nakedness.
My aunt caught me staring at mother's exposed buttocks realizing my fascination for her butt.
She reached out to caress mother's bare buttocks "Like them?" she asked lustily.
"Shouldn't we let the poor thing have a feel of it? Uma bhabi!" my aunt asked mother.
"Nope!" mother giggled.
"Oh Uma bhabi don't be such a prude" my aunt said.
Mother gave in saying "Alright make it quick!"
She pushed mother backwards to me and with a wink said "Go on feel them!"
"God the things you make me do!" mother said as she waited for my eager hands on her bare butt.
I reached out with quivering hands and felt her body shudder with excitement as my sweaty palms came in contact with her soft yet firm buttocks. Aunt Deepa noticing my hesitation in going any further placed her hands over mine and guided them in little circles over mother's luscious buttocks. I soon got bolder and began gently kneading her buttocks realizing their softness and warmth. Mother gasped and clenched her buttocks together as I tried to force a hand between them. But my strong hands easily parted her reluctant cheeks. She soon gave in and relaxed her butt cheeks I could smell the musky odor from between them and see her pink anus. She was losing control over the situation until my probing hands touched her delicate anus.
Almost immediately she leapt around and very sternly she said "Noooo! Don't go that far!"
I was taken a back at mother's sudden reluctance.
"Why what happened?" aunt Deepa asked.
Embarrassed mother just said "Never mind I think he has had enough fun for now".
But Aunt Deepa wasn't going to give in to mothers feeble requests so easily. Knowing all of mother's weaknesses she began kissing mother's neck and earlobes. After some heavy necking and petting by aunt Deepa, mother was beginning to show her earlier state of arousal. Aunt Deepa was quick to persuade my reluctant mother to some more sexual exploration. She reminded her of my curiosity and how it would prevent me from picking up any disease or making one of the village belles pregnant. Further she reminded mother that she herself had waited too long for a man's touch. She told mother that there was no shame in seeing, touching, feeling or hugging between a mother and son after all you love each other and share a special relationship. Mother hesitated at first but being a logical woman she gave in. My aunt reassuringly hugged her telling her it was normal to be nervous and it would all be worth it at the end of it.
Aunt Deepa said "I want you both to get over your inhibitions."
