How I fell in love with my Odia aunt – Part 1

Hi everyone, I am Amrit (name changed), age 26, living in the US for 2 years now. This story is from when I was 20 years old and still living in my hometown of Cuttack, Odisha. Back then, I was a tall and skinny guy, as I hadn’t joined the gym back then.

Ever since I was young, I was fascinated with my aunt Ananya (name changed). She was from a rural background. But she took care of herself to look like an angel at all times. She was slightly dusky, as are most Odia women, but she had the cutest face when she talked to me. Most people thought she was chubby. But she had all her fat in the right places, with a figure of 38-28-36.

She was always a head-turner whenever she used to go shopping, with men of all ages gawking at her figure, clearly envious of my uncle. Since she trained to be a chef before getting married, she was also an amazing cook who made the greatest dishes. I still miss her butter chicken today! But what attracted me the most to her was her divine smell. Whenever I went to her house to meet my grandparents or play with my cousins, she would hug me tight, and her fragrance would always make my mind go blank.

Was it the scent of the soap she used or was it the smell of the flower in her bun? I realized soon the fragrance came from her body naturally, fueled purely by her womanly hormones. Her sweat and oils were just so strong and potent that they naturally gave her the musk of a woman in heat.

As a kid raised in a conservative family, I felt mildly ashamed to get aroused by my own aunt. But there was nothing I could do in the face of a mature woman’s feminine pheromones. I wasn’t brave enough initially to make any advances towards her, or even give her a hint that she was the woman of my wet dreams. But that was all going to change one day.

It was the summer of 2018 when I returned home from college for my vacation and spent most of the time hanging out with my friends. On one such day, my mom told me to visit my aunt’s house to give her some utensils. It was a slow day, so I thought it might be a nice change of pace to go outside for a bit. Admittedly, I was also excited to see my aunt again after a whole year. And it wasn’t just to taste the delicious snacks she would bring me, but I had missed seeing that succubus of a woman who never missed a chance to make my heart beat faster.

As we saw each other, her cute face was adorned with a smile, and she hugged me like she always would.

“Amrit! It’s been so long! Don’t tell me you have grown taller again?”

“Have I? That’s good to hear.”

As she embraced me in her hug, her fragrance started to work its magic. It was still that strong smell that drove me crazy every time. My mind was filled with thoughts of how hard I would fuck my aunt, how long I would fuck her, how many positions I would rail her in.

But something felt this time around. I couldn’t understand it at first, but my aunt had probably felt it too. Her smell had made me rock hard.

“Ooh, really excited to see your aunt, aren’t you?” my aunt said.

I was a little embarrassed at that. Then she quickly changed the topic and asked me about how college was and what I was doing for my meals.

“You are a growing boy so you need to eat healthy. Don’t eat too much junk food, okay?”

My cousins had also come to meet me then so there wasn’t much we could talk about. After eating the delicious paneer pakoda she had made, I was about to go home when my aunt said –

“Why don’t you come to our house for dinner on Sunday? I will cook you your favorites.”

“I would love that, and I am definitely coming!”

Soon after that, I went home. Then I busted a fat load that night.

Time flew in the blink of an eye, and it was Sunday. Throughout the days leading up to that, I had made up my mind to fuck my aunty. Or at least I would try to do so. I couldn’t resist her any longer after all that happened. I had hatched a plan in my evil mind of how I would get her under me, to warm my bed as the goddess of sex.

We were having dinner that night and it was my favorite butter chicken cooked by her.

“How do you make this so good? I have to try cooking this myself”, I said licking my fingers.

“This takes a lot of time to make. But I will definitely help you if you want to make it. Your uncle doesn’t have any patience, but I am sure you can do it!”, my aunt said.

“Can you send me the recipe for this? I want to make it in my hostel as well. My friends will also become your fans after that!”

“Oh, so you are my fan?” she chuckled.

“Of course, I am! Who wouldn’t be?”

My uncle was sitting at the same table. He had grown old quickly and had a ten-year age gap with my aunt. I heard from my mom that my aunt and uncle got into a lot of fights recently, and their marriage wasn’t exactly a happy one. I could sense he wasn’t pleased with our conversation. Suddenly, he got up from the table and said he didn’t want to eat anymore.

“What’s wrong? Is the food not to your liking?”, my aunt inquired.

Uncle said he didn’t feel hungry.

“You are starting to eat less every day. Shouldn’t we ask a doctor about this? Maybe the excessive oil and masala don’t suit you anymore.”

Uncle suddenly got annoyed and said there was nothing wrong. He soon left the dining room too.

“Is everything okay with uncle?”, I asked.

“This is nothing new. He is no longer able to manage his business and his family as well as when he was young. His temper is also getting worse with each passing day.”

I sensed something was off between them and that it would also reflect in the bedroom. Then I thanked her for the meal and went back home.

As I was about to doze off, I was surprised by a text from my aunt.

“Here’s the recipe that you asked for.”

It was 1:00 am. I decided to prolong the conversation by asking her why she was up so late.

After a little hesitation, she opened up about her troubles with my uncle. She said how he had grown old and refused to accept the process. He had become stubborn to run the business without hiring any help and had also been ignoring her and her children for too long.

As I egged her on, she also started sharing that they would get into fights, and it would turn really ugly. She was worried about the influence that would have on her children. I assured her everything would be alright and that I would always take care of her.

Then we started chatting every day after that. We would tell each other about our day, what we did, where we went, etc. We also started sharing some memes.

The days passed and one day, my mom said aunt wanted some help. My uncle was going on a trip for a few weeks and my cousin would also be away for some summer school out of state. Since my aunt would be alone at home, she wanted me to sleep there at night. This was my chance. If I couldn’t fuck her in this time, I could never do it. It was now or never.

Then I made some excuse to go see her right then and headed to her home. Maybe I was being too hasty. There were still 3 days left. I didn’t have to go right at that time, but I got a little too excited.

It rained like a motherfucker that day. By the time I got to her home, I was completely drenched. I went inside her home as fast as I could and found a towel to dry myself.

The lights were out because of the storm and I realized no one was home then. Then I called out for my aunt and didn’t get an answer.

Disappointed, I started to leave, but then I heard a faint sound from the bathroom. As I got closer, I realized what it was. It was the sound of moaning. And it was my aunt moaning. I was shocked to hear that.

Were my uncle and aunt having sex in the bathroom? Turns out that was just not the case.

Then I peeped slightly through the bathroom door and what I saw I can never forget in my life. The aunt was sitting on the commode and masturbating. She was completely naked, fondling her boobs with one hand and rubbing her pussy with another. Her naked body was more beautiful than I had been imagining all my life. Her boobs were huge and shaped like melons, and her belly had a fold with sweat running down it.

Pussy of hers was a bit hairy and wet with her juices and sweat. She had opened her hair and flowed over her body. Her face had an expression of pure lust and ecstasy. She was masturbating slowly, savoring every moment of it.

Many seconds had passed before I realized I was hard as a pole down there. She had been masturbating for a good 10 minutes at that point.

“Awwh!”, she screamed.

Then she started going faster and faster. She was rubbing her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She switched from fingering herself while screaming to stimulating her clit. Then she lifted her arms and smelled her armpits as she kept pleasuring herself harder and harder. This awoke something in me.

Her armpits were slightly hairy but extremely sweaty. She sniffed her pits like they were a drug, with each whiff making her go crazier. I never was fascinated with armpits, but that sight triggered something in me. People are weirded out by it, but I developed an armpit fetish that day.

“Ooooh!” she moaned, as she got closer to the climax.

My aunt came with amazing force. Her sexual starvation was really obvious when she collapsed into the seat, completely exhausted of all strength. Slowly, she got up and went towards the shower to take a bath.

I was shaken by what I had seen. My boner was raging, my heart was beating and my mouth was wide open as I breathed heavily. Then I slowly backed out into another room to compose myself. That sight was too much for me to handle, with my hand still over my cock. I thought it might be a good idea to just masturbate to calm myself. Then I could just sneak out and go back home.

As I started masturbating, I realized I had ended up in my aunt’s bedroom. I saw the laundry basket and in it were my auntie’s panties (that wasn’t supposed to rhyme).

Without a second thought, I took her panties and put them on my face. Then I started inhaling her vagina’s scent and shagging my dick hard. There was a wet stain in her panties, which smelt out of this world. I kept smelling that spot as I masturbated. Soon, I was licking that patch of nectar and beating my meat faster and faster. I imagined all the ways I would eat her pussy, suck on her boobs, caress her body, and kiss her lips. But I wanted to sniff her armpits the most, just like she was.

As I peaked, there was a bucket of cum that had come out. The cum splattered on the laundry bucket, and as the post-nut clarity hit, I realized what I had done. Then I started panicking and pulling my pants up. I had to dump these clothes in the washing machine, turn it on and get the fuck out of there.

Just as I had pulled my pants up, the light was switched on. I lost my shit. Then I turned my head in absolute terror to see my aunt, standing near the door.

“I am fucked”, I thought to myself.

The aunt was still fresh from the shower, with a nightgown sticking to her wet body, her hair still open. Unfortunately, that got me hard again.

“What were you doing?”, she asked.

“It was a mistake, auntie! I will clean this right now.”

“Calm down. What you did is very disgusting, but there is no point panicking now.”

“Please don’t tell uncle or my mom about this. I will get into a lot of trouble for this.”

“I won’t say anything to anyone. Just sit down for a moment.”

Then I sat on the bed and so did my aunt. She was fairly close to me, and I could smell her amazing fragrance as she looked at me with her brown eyes. I was still a bit scared.

“Why did you masturbate in my bedroom? You have that much difficulty controlling your urges?”

“I am sorry, aunty, it was a foolish mistake I made. I will never do this again, I swear.”

“Calm down. Also, you were watching me in the bathroom too, weren’t you?

“How did you even….?”

“The rain had stopped. But you were too engrossed ogling at me to notice. I could hear you panting just outside the bathroom.”

“….”

“The lights also came back, so I was able to see you from the bathroom masturbating while holding my underwear. Is there any way I can get you to keep this secret between us?”

This question was a turning point. Auntie’s frown now turned into a wry smile, and I thought maybe she had forgiven me, but it was more than that.

“I can keep this a secret, but you also have to keep my secret.”

Getting caught masturbating as a married woman might have been embarrassing for her too, I thought. I reassured her:

“Auntie I will not tell a single soul about what I saw in the bathroom.”

“It’s not that one.”

“Then?”, I was perplexed.

She held my face with her hand and said, “Ever since I saw you a month back, I wanted you to fuck me.”

Oh, God! My pants were really tight now.

“You are charming, and you take care of me, both here and while chatting, and I have fallen in love with you. I want you to think only about me.”

There was no doubt she was all I could think about now.

“But you are too hasty. I planned so carefully to send my children to the summer school exactly when my husband would be away on a trip. It was all so that I could spend time with you alone.”

Goddamn, this woman is a genius! She cooked up a better plan than I could ever hope to.

“Now, I know you feel the same way. And I can’t wait for us to get along.”

I held her face and gave her a deep kiss right there. We smooched each other’s lips for quite some time. I kept kissing her lips and her neck as I suggested:

“We are alone now, yeah? Why wait three days?”

She caressed my chest and told me to hold on for now.

“Your uncle will be home soon. Go home for today, and don’t worry about the clothes. I will wash them.”

“You can’t be serious? How can I go home after what you’ve just told me?”

She placed her hand on my cock and said –

“I know it’s tough but go home for today. A little patience will get you a long way.”

I must say I had the patience of a meditating monk that day. I controlled myself and started to head out after giving my aunt another deep kiss.

As I was heading out, my aunt held another nightgown on which all of my cum had fallen.

“Sorry about that, hehe.”

My aunt looked at me with the eyes of a seductress as she brought the gown closer to her face and licked off all the cum thoroughly.

“Don’t worry about it. It is tasty.”

“I will see you on Wednesday, then.”

I was grinning from ear to ear as I raced back to my home. The excitement made me break a few speed limits that day. 3 more days, and I will make her mine. 3 more days, until we fuck like rabbits. Only 3 more days, for the king to be united with his queen.

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Read the next part to find out what happens next. I will probably post it after one week.

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