Aunty With Her Clients

Hi All This is Lyra, writing something of this sort for the first time. Please bear with me if u find something wrong with my narration. Would be happy to receive your feedback on this on [email protected]

Earlier i used to read such stories on net and used to think ..these are all fake fantasies of people…till i happened to shift to Mumbai and got involved with the so called “elite” or the “upper” or the rich class. Since then I have seen (not literally) quite a few erotic incidences happening in real world… which now makes me believe that not all the stories written by people are fake. Such things DO happen in real. I m going to narrate one such incidence of my aunt here.

To give u a background.. I m Lyra, an average class, simple girl hailing from a small hometown (wouldn’t want to disclose the name of town). I completed my graduation in my hometown..was then wondering what to do next. My mom’s cousin, Carol aunty (name changed) is a very rich lady in Mumbai.

Carol auntie’s history goes like this (from what i have heard from my mom)…. Right from childhood she has been extraordinarily bright, intelligent and talented. She pursued higher education (of her times..imagine how difficult would it have been in those days for a girl child) and soon had a rocking start to her career. She was appointed at a good post as a designer in a Garments company.

She then had a love marriage with Arun (name changed). Their married life started well….but soon things got worse as the male ego couldn’t bear her wife earning more money and respect than him. Meanwhile, they got a baby girl, Leera (name changed). But Arun uncles attitude towards aunty got worse day by day.. he used to abuse, insult her just to gratify his hurt ego. Finally, they ended up in divorce (after Arun uncle seemingly tried to get her sexually abused by his boss for promotion / salary hike).

Auntie’s life was shattered, but given the strong and talented lady she was, she took up life’s challenges with great determination. Even with a baby girl, she refused to fall back on her parental home. Instead she started living an independent life. Though there were struggles early on, but soon she came to terms with life… scaling great heights in her career, making a good fortune for herself, giving the best of education n life to her daughter as she grew up.

Today aunty is in her late forties, but the same dynamism and charisma surrounds her. She commands respect and awe with her personality. Professionally, she is the chief sales director in an export company dealing in female undergarments (a post no less important than the CEO), but with her talent -she ends up contributing her skills in all depts..be it PR or graphics or designing. You can say that she drives the company and no points to guess that she is the most fave of her boss, an old parsee guy, who has always been by her side in her times of struggle. She stays in a duplex bungalow in one of Mumbai posh area, just with her daughter Leera and the helping staff.

Physically she has maintained herself so well that her looks defy her age. She can leave any 20’s old guy drooling for her body… but with her charismatic personality, no cheapo would dare mess around with her. Recently, Leera completed her graduation and went to US for higher studies. Aunty is very emotionally attached to her (understandably so), but agreed to send her abroad for her successful future. She was now left alone and so decided to call me to Mumbai to have company with her, and along with i can build my career with her support.

She got me admitted for a Fashion Designing course and at times i even used to accompany her in her office, just observing the working – be it Designing, Dealing, Creativity et all being Auntie’s relative i have access to all the functions of the company :)  Until i came to Mumbai, i had seen the world only from a middle-class persons eyes. After coming to Mumbai, i got introduced to elite – upper-class – urban life. The differences in lifestyles are drastic. I was shocked to see the differences in the lifestyles.

Specially, the life of upper class women and the liberties they take.. Revealing dressings, Extra marital, Couple swaps etc are regular events… only thing that they are done with much dignity and mutual respect; not with the cheap and sex-hungry attitude with which the middle class society see such things, where women are yet considered as “objects” of sensual pleasure amongst sex-hungry men. Sex encounters are normal in this urban elite culture and my aunt was no exception to it. (And you wouldn’t expect her to be an exception after seeing her life story).

I had a faint idea about it, which got confirmed by the incidence which i m narrating now.

Being such an influential person in her business, she often had to travel abroad and hence had quite a few foreign friends too. These days, 2 of her Australian Business associates (and also good friends) , Mark and Joe (names changed) were in India. Both of them were younger to her (somewhere in mid 30s) but they shared quite a good companionship, which was apparent from their on-project and off-project behavior.

They seemed to have known each other since quite some time. Mark and Joe were put up in the company guest house. Aunty had introduced me to them on the day they had landed. In about a week’s time, me too got along with them well, since we happened to be together in auntie’s office as well as occasionally we went together for lunch or dinner or drives – Mark, Joe, Aunty and me. One evening, i had college till late evening. So i didn’t go to Auntie’s office. I rang up aunty to inform her of it and she asked me to join her in a restaurant for dinner directly.

Mark and Joe would also be there and post dinner, they were going to come to our home since there was some urgent project work to be done for an upcoming exhibition. Aunty was going to work with them till late night at our place. (Guys, it was genuine office work, I knew about it). We met at the restaurant, had food. Then went for a short drive along the coast and stopped for a dessert of ice-creams at Naturals.

Then we returned home. Without wasting anytime, they got on to their work in the AV room. I guess i should describe you our home at this time. Its a duplex bungalow with a small garden in front and a parking garage at back. The ground floor has a huge living room, dining room, next to kitchen, auntie’s room and a room for servants. The 1st floor had Leeras room (which i was occupying), a guests room, an A/V Room and a terrace. AV room is a room specially designed for entertainment.

It has a home theater system with large plasma TV, surround speakers, woofers, DVD Player, etc. Also, the TV has a PC connection to connect laptop on the TV Screen and a wi-fi too. The walls are coated with acoustic material and the floor is wooden planked. At the farther end from the screen is a 3 X 1 X 1 set of couch arranged around a center table. Aunty and Leera used this room for watching movies, TV, listening to music and Aunty also used it occasionally for some office conference / presentations, especially if it were to be done in US time zone.

Coming back to the story, Aunty, Joe and Mark straight away went to the AV room and got to work. I went to my (Leera’s) room, had a shower and got into my night dress. Then i went to A/V room, where these people were working.. Laptop was connected to TV screen, some documents open on screen, Some designs, files, documents, stationery lying on the center table. Aunty was sitting in the center of the 3-seater couch and Mark & Joe on the single setter couches around the center table. I went and sat near aunty and was observing them working.

They were discussing some new designs for the bra-panty-slips etc for the exhibition. I too gave my 2 cents wherever i could. By 11.30 pm, i was feeling tired n sleepy. So i went to my room and fell on bed. I had switched off my room lights but the door was left a bit open (not intentionally). AV Rooms door was also open and a beam of light from that room was coming in my room (not on my bed though). Rest all was dark. I fell off to sleep, but at around 12.30 suddenly my sleep broke.

Now the beam of A/V rooms light wasn’t coming but some flashes of colorful lights were coming. I realized someone is watching TV / Movie in the AV room. I got up and tip-toed to the AV room. The door of A/V room was open (which was on the backside, behind the couches). I peeped inside the room. Some English movie was going on the screen and aunty, Mark and Joe were sitting on the 3 setter couch with their backs towards me.

Aunty in center, mark and Joe on either side. Due to the backrest of the couch and lights being switched off, I couldn’t see the details, but from the outline of their figures could make out that they were sitting so close that they were touching each other. My heart was beating fast as i had not expected anything like what i was seeing. In a few minutes there was a nude sex scene in the movie. It was a prolonged scene featuring full nudity and all the extreme sex acts were filmed in detail. I realized it was a XX movie and was being played by them on purpose.

They were watching it quite casually. I couldn’t see the position or movements of their hands.. but intermittently Mark and Joe would kiss aunty on her shoulder or cheek, and occasionally aunty would return the kiss on their cheeks. But these were gentle pecks and not intense erotic ones. Nevertheless, i was completely shaken by now. My breaths had become deep and fast, my limbs were shivering, throat was parching and i was sweating in nervousness.

I couldn’t hold on anymore.. i tip-toed back to my room, plunged into my bed and covered myself fully by the blanket, trying to subside my shivering and breathing. In a few minutes, my shivering stopped, but there was a tsunami of thoughts running in my mind. On one side i was getting erotic and inquisitive about what is going to happen in the AV room.. i wanted to go n peep again.. but on the other side i was scared of being caught..

And also, my conscience was telling me i shouldn’t be interfering in auntie’s private life. I tried to shoo away all these thoughts from my mind and tried hard to fall asleep, but just couldn’t sleep. Finally after about half an hour my curiosity got the better of me and i got off the bed.. tip toed to my room door and peeped outside… i saw the AV room door was now closed and from the slit below, i could make out that the light inside is on.

An idea struck me. From my room, there were French windows opening into our terrace and similar French windows opened into the terrace from AV room, but those windows were always kept shut and also, they were dark tainted (coz u don’t want sunshine obstructing u watching movie). Being night time and with lights in AV room switched on, the visibility would only be outside to inside and not the other way. So i closed the door of my room and latched it from inside.

Carefully got out of the window onto the terrace making sure i don’t trip on the flower pots kept on the terrace, just outside my window. I hid myself behind a parapet and positioned myself such that i can safely get a full view of what is happening inside the room, without being caught. The scene i saw inside instantly froze me. All the files, folders, laptop, wires were packed up and cleared off, the center table was clean. Mark was sitting on the single-seater couch with his shirt removed.

Aunty was sitting on his lap, sideways and both were engaged in a hot smooch. Aunty, who was still wearing her office dress – formal trousers, shirt and a scarf around neck – had her scarf removed and the buttons of her shirt opened from front. While they were smooching, Marks left hand was around aunties shoulder..whereas right hand was inside her shirt…apparently he was playing with her boobs. Auntys both hands were on his face, as the smooching went on intensely. Occasionally, she would move her hand on his bare chest and pinch his nipple.

Joe was sitting on the headrest of the 3-seater couch..waiting for his turn. With one hand he was kneading his own dick from over his jeans, and the other hand he was rubbing on auntie’s back and thighs (from over her clothes). After a few minutes… Joe got down on his knees and took his face to aunties waist, he lifted her shirt a bit to bare the waistline and started kissing it. Now aunty turned towards him, still sitting in Marks lap. Now i could see Aunties front.. she was wearing a black designer lacy bra inside her opened shirt. Joe was now kissing on her navel.

She ran her hand on Joe’s back, pulled up his t shirt and pulled it out and threw it. Now she signaled Joe to come up to her mouth. While he came up… Mark pulled out Auntys shirt from behind. She was now only in her bra on top and the 2 guys were topless. Joe came up to her mouth and they started smooching intensely. Aunty fell back to lie on Marks chest and Joe lied on her front.. Thus she was sandwiched between the 2 topless guys. While aunty and Joe smooched, both the guys were fondling with her bra covered boobs. Once Mark tried to slide his hand inside her trouser, but aunty immediately remove his hand and put it on her boob, as she continued to smooch Joe.

After a while.. Joe pulled aunty by hugging under her arms.. and he fell back on the first seat of the 3 seater couch..with aunty on him and still smooching. He started unhooking auntys bra. He struggled a bit and aunty helped him unhook it. Just as it got unhooked, aunty got off Joe and sat next to him on the center seat of 3-seater couch. The bra was open from back but it still hanged on her shoulders, its cups covering her boobs.

She smiled teasingly and pulled out the bra. Just as the boobs got exposed, both of them got crazy seeing boobs. In a flash, they jumped on aunty and grabbed a boob each like hungry animals. They started pressing, kneading, kissing, licking, biting her boobs and nipples. I couldn’t hear the sound but from her expression i could make out that she is moaning in pain, as the guys roughed up with her boobs. But the expression on her face said that she was enjoying the pain and being treated like that.

She was holding their heads in a hand each and pressing their heads on her breasts. This went on for quite some time… they played all sorts of games with her boobs. slapped it, bit it..everything Then she asked Joe to stand up. She unhooked his jeans and pulled it down. In a flash she even removed his undie, while mark was still playing on her boobs. His dick was long but a thin one. Aunty started handling it and playing with it. In a minute, she started kissing and licking his dick. She took it in mouth n sucked it, while fondling with his balls. It appeared he was giving out moans.

Now she asked mark to stand up. She brought Joes dick to her boobs and asked him to fuck her boobs. He was too excited to do it… meanwhile she started unbuttoning Marks trousers. She unzipped them and it fell on the ground. She got rid of his undies too. His dick was a thick one, quite big..but not as long as Joe’s. She now took Marks dick in her mouth, while Joe was tit-fucking her. After a while she made them both stand up and she also stood up between them. They just couldn’t keep their hands off her boobs.

She in the meanwhile unhooked her own trousers and pushed them down..they dropped on the floor. Both the guys immediately went down on their knees and started caressing her milky white thighs and legs. They licked, kissed , hugged her legs, inner thighs and also kissed on her pussy and ass from over her panty. She was wearing the black lacy panty of same design as her bra. They slid their fingers inside panty to tease her pussy, clit and asshole.

She was totally turned on.. she was shouting (from whatever i cud read from her lip movements..) “fuck me!! fuck me!!”. But those guys were busy fingering and testing her crotch area. Finally, she pushed Joe to lie on the couch. She sat over his hips and adjusted her position over his dick. Then she lowered herself and guided his dick inside her pussy, sliding the panty line aside.

She started riding him and pumping on him. In a couple of pushes, his entire dick was in her pussy. now their bodies were gyrating together. Meanwhile, Mark was trying to touch his dick all over her upper body… back, boobs, mouth.  Finally as Joe cummed in her pussy, she fell on him and lied on him for a min or so. Then Mark pulled her up and made her lie on ground. He pulled off her panties. Then spread her legs, got in between them, lifted her legs on his shoulders and with a jerk, entered his dick in her pussy.

It went full inside in one shot. He gave a deep press inside in the first shot. i cud see his ass muscles being strained as he pushed inside deeply. Then he started stroking her. Aunty too responded by lifting her hips and gyrating to his motion. After some rough motions, he too cum. He let his cum spray over her boobs and mouth. Then exhausted, he fell on the other side, on ground and lied there. Aunty too lied on ground, while Joe was lying asleep on the couch. All 3 were exhausted.

By now i was frozen cold in my position. The eroticists, combined with the shill of about 2 am had made my limbs numb. I was fully wet down. I also had been fingering myself while watching all this. I decided to be there wondering if there would be more action. Since i had latched my room from inside, i was safe. No one would come inside and see me missing there. So i decided to wait there for a while. After a few minutes aunty got up. She tried to wake up Joe.

While talking to him, she started running her hands on his ass cheeks and ass crack. Perhaps she wanted some anal action. But Joe refused to get up. He was all spent. She then tried waking up Mark, but he too refused to wake up. Finally she gave up. It appeared that she wanted some more sex but both of them were spent out.  She took her panty and with it cleaned the dried cum from her body, between her legs and also from the ground and couch wherever it had spilled.

She then wore her shirt without the bra and was about to wear her trousers. Since she was facing her back towards me, i thought that was the safest time for me to get back. I gently n swiftly moved back to my room, left the windows open (didn’t want to make the sliding window sound as aunty would be in the passage just outside my room any moment and this sound might alarm her) and slept on my bed. I got a satisfying sleep after what i had seen today.

In the morning i got up late. Those guys had already left. Aunty told me they left last night itself after their project work.  For days memories of this night didn’t leave my mind. Quite often those sex scenes would flash in my mind and i would relive all those events in my memory. Whenever i saw aunty, i would remember her bare private parts and how they were sexed by the 2 white guys! That’s it from me. Please send your feedback on [email protected]