My First TimeMy First Time We lived in a large bungalow in the north of Karachi. The area was just being developed so the plots around it were empty. The nearest structure was a diary a good ten minutes walk away. My parents had separated and my father had asked his much younger brother and his family (wife with three small kids) to stay with us. My father wanted to help his brother out and also have a woman around us in the `mother mode’ for the sake of my younger sisters. The bungalow was shaped like a big straight sided `C’ with a large courtyard in the centre, while there was a large lawn and car park at the front. Like all houses there was a high compound wall that offered privacy and security. There were four bedrooms located at the side and back of the bungalow. Each had a bathroom with a door that lead out into the compound that surrounded the house. It was common for us to just enter the house from the nearest door as they were usually all open to allow circulation of fresh air and each lead via the bathrooms and bedrooms to the dinning room and court yard. It was a normal summer day. I was servicing the water pump while everyone took their afternoon nap. I had finished and was feeling thirsty, so I headed for the nearest door. It was a bright sunny day and I just stepped into nearest bathroom. I heard water and then as my eyes adjusted to the inside dimness, I saw my aunt staring at me, as she stood naked and soapy under the shower. She gasped in shock. I stared at her and felt my shorts tent as I saw her large breasts and bushy *****… She burst out laughing as I turned around and ran out into the compound. In embarrassed confusion. It was the first time I had ever seen a woman naked. Although I had often tried to imagine what was underneath the clothing of the women I saw. All that afternoon and evening, I avoided her. All I could think about was her breasts. My **** was so rigid that it hurt. I had not yet learned to masturbate and had never had a wet dream. The memory of her large fat breasts toped with the dark brown circular tips of her nipples made my stomach ache in a way I had never experienced before. My aunt was from a village and had a very basic education. She often behaved as if she was still in a rural setting, leaving the bathroom door open when showering was one example of this. She was at that time about 33 or 34. Average height but very well filled out with a large set of breasts, wide hips, fat ass and slightly flabby waist. Typical South Asian mother type (Chachi Bibi), that you can see on any street in South Asia or Europe. When it was silent down stairs. I quietly went down from the roof and headed for my bedroom as I passed my aunt’s room, I saw that she was awake and sewing something on her sewing machine. She usually was asleep early. Like most people from the countryside. I was a little surprised to see her awake still. She saw me and called me into her room. The 3 children were asleep and my uncle was out of town on a business trip. I entered and waited for her to reprimand me. I was after all, a well brought up person and knew that I had to respect my elders. She took hold of me, by the arm and pulled me into the bathroom and locked the door behind us… I thought she was going to slap me and give me a lecture and had prepared myself for it. My aunt however did something very unexpected; she pulled my shorts down and took hold of my hard **** in her hands and looked at it with serious interest. Without saying a word, she pulled and pumped it until I thought I was going to piss. I did only it wasn’t piss .it was my first discharge of semen. I thought I would faint as I came (I learned the expressions later). She kept tugging at it until the last drops had fallen onto her hand and the floor. I was shaking , sweating and panting. It had felt so absolutely wonderful that I wanted to ask her to do it again. My aunt released my now semi hard **** pulled my t-shirt off and pushed me under the shower. She cleaned the mess I had made up with my t-shirt and watched me shower. Unhappy with the time I was taking, she took the soap out of my hands and began to wash me herself. Naturally, her hands on my ass and my balls had the only to be expected affect. She looked at my face hard and saw me staring at her breasts. Her clothing had gotten wet from the shower and her clothing stuck to her breasts.She seemed to think a few minutes and then turning the water off; she removed her kamiz (shirt) and bra. She put my shaking hands on her breast and told me to squeeze them and then made me suckle the nipples. Holding my head as I did so. I heard her sigh and say something I could not hear clearly. I was scared and excited and hot all at the same time. Here I was, sucking on my aunt’s breasts naked in the shower. My prick was throbbing in hunger. Suddenly, she pulled me into the dressing room beside the bathroom and throwing a towel on the floor she warned me never to tell anyone about that night. She took her shalwar (trousers) off and lay down on the towel and told me to get on her. She had not worn any panties and so her hairy bush was clearly visible I hesitated, worried about my uncle or father finding out. She hissed a few hard Punjabi swear words at me and grabbed my arm and pulled me down on top of her and between her parted legs… She positioned me and taking my hard **** in her hand; she guided it to her hot hole and told me to thrust my hips. Her legs and her arms went around me and I felt her heals on my ass, hitting them like a jockey on a horse. As she told me to do it. After a few tries I was in her. She was so hot and wet. It was so unexpected. She moved her ass and I guess instinct took over because I took hold of her fat ass and hips and started ******* her. I came so hard I thought I would die with pleasure. She washed me again and then told me to go to bed. We ****** several times after that when no one was around.
