MILF Reena turns into her young nephew’s slut

Anticipation hung heavy in the air as Reena (43) meticulously packed her bags for the long-awaited mountain vacation. The past 3 months had been dedicated to planning every intricate detail of the trip, from her carefully selected wardrobe to the idyllic spots they would visit. It was an escape, a reprieve from the relentless stress of daily life, and she clung to the hope that this journey would reignite a spark that had been extinguished for too long.

Dev (45), her husband of two decades, also held expectations for the trip. It was meant to be a chance to mend what he had shattered over years of financial instability, alcohol addiction, and a slew of embarrassing incidents.

Dev’s inability to provide a reliable source of income had cast a perpetual shadow over their marriage. The darkness deepened with his long-standing struggle against alcohol, a vice that had tarnished his reputation and undermined his health. The stain on their family’s honor, brought about by two separate incidents where Dev had been accused of inappropriate advances toward other women, was a constant reminder of his shortcomings.

For the past 5 years, Dev had been making attempts to turn his life around, to undo the damage he’d wrought. But the guilt weighed on him, and he knew that even his best efforts couldn’t erase the scars he’d left behind.

However, that fateful morning, just one week before their planned departure, Dev faced the Herculean task of informing his wife Reena that their vacation, which was supposed to be a couple’s retreat in the truest sense, was canceled! A construction project he had recently undertaken, fuelled by his desperate quest for a steady income, had suffered unexpected setbacks. Without his immediate attention, their hard-earned investment would go up in smoke.

Reena, known for her fiery temper and her constant emasculation of Dev, erupted in a storm of fury upon receiving the unfortunate news. She berated her husband for his failures, hurling every disappointment and frustration at her loser husband. Dev, ever the emasculated husband, wilted under her tirade, his sense of worth dwindling with every cutting word.

Desperation and the fear of losing his wife’s love led Dev to notice Prakhar (26), his elder brother’s son, taking a stroll nearby. Dev called out to him as a last resort. Explaining the situation, he asked if Prakhar would consider taking his aunty Reena on the trip which he readily agreed to.

Initially hesitant, Reena was caught between her desire for a break from the monotony and the realization that this vacation was meant to be a couple’s retreat. It involved all the married couples from Dev’s work like a group mini honeymoon. But the prospect of traveling with her nephew Prakhar, who since long have had her fondness due to his caring nature and the stark contrast he presented to her husband’s failings, made her agree to the proposition.

The day of departure arrived, and Reena and Prakhar joined the rest of the group. There was an undeniable air of tension. Reena couldn’t shake her initial unease about the unconventional arrangement. But Prakhar’s reassuring presence by her side eased her concerns.

As they settled into the journey, Reena noticed a stark contrast between how the group treated him and how they had treated Dev. The once-dismissive glances were replaced by warm smiles and genuine interest in his stories. His age, significantly younger than most of the group, didn’t deter him. In fact, it became evident that he was one of the strongest and most energetic men among them.

As the day unfolded, Prakhar’s youthful exuberance and vitality were on full display. He effortlessly carried luggage, assisted with setting up tents, and even led an impromptu game of volleyball that had everyone laughing. Reena couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride in traveling as his partner.

That night, as they settled into their shared sleeping arrangements, Reena felt surprisingly at ease sharing a bed with Prakhar. It was a sign of the growing comfort and friendship that had developed between them over the past two days. As they lay side by side under the starry sky, their hearts opened up to the possibilities of this journey.

The first two days had been a transformative experience for Reena and Prakhar. The absence of Dev and presence of Prakhar’s youthful charm was setting her up like she’d never felt before. As they arrived in Manali, they checked into a charming resort nestled amid lush greenery. The place was a paradise, surrounded by snow-capped mountains and a serene river flowing nearby. It was the perfect setting for a romantic vacation.

Reena found herself irresistibly drawn to her nephew. But slowly, her attraction grew more physical than emotional. She couldn’t help but notice his boyish charm mixed with a dominant personality. Her heart fluttered when she caught sight of his toned physique or when their bodies accidentally brushed against each other. Ironically, she was turning out to be receiving his least attention while other women succeeded in finding novel excuses to steal him away. Even though Reena deemed her right over him superior to all others, she felt uncomfortable exercising it. This strange turn of events weirdly made Reena look at her nephew with even more desire.

It was a sunny day in Manali and the group ventured out to explore the local markets. They had two days left before leaving for Kasoli. The group was engaged in shopping for their loved ones back home. Reena, while engaged in the market haggle, suddenly realized the absence of Prakhar. While her eyes looked for him, she found Meera approaching her. Meera was accompanied by her husband. Both were done shopping and thinking of returning back to the resort.

That was when she received her nephew’s call informing her that Pooja had taken him to shop some dresses for herself. Her husband had apparently chosen to stay back at the resort and relax. Reena was upset and annoyed at Prakhar’s absolute lack of boundaries.

Prakhar sensed his chachi’s emotions for a couple of days. Empathizing, he requested her to wait for him as Pooja and himself were on their way back.

A few minutes later, Pooja returned with Prakhar joining the group. She had her hands full with bags. Gleefully apologizing to Reena for stealing her “little nephew”, she expressed her gratitude for him being such a “good boy”.

Saying this, she planted a deep kiss on Prakhar’s cheek while giving him a tight hug. A few of her bags fell down which she hardly cared about, and planted another series of deep kisses on his face!

Reena, though seething with anger, feigned laughter. Prakhar’s eye fell upon the mehendi artist nearby. He looked at Reena who was already staring at the lipstick mark on his face. Oblivious to the lipstick mark, he beseeched his aunt to get her hands done too. She gave him a smoldering look and then looked away.

Sensing his aunt’s feelings, Prakhar leaned into her ears and implored her again. He pressed a bag against her conveying that she was about to receive a gift. If nothing else, this was sure to melt her heart which showed as her thick sensual lips parted for a smile.

Before agreeing to his request, she motioned him to wipe his face. When he realized what his aunt meant, Prakhar being the mischievous brat, pulled her dupatta, wiped his cheeks clean, leaned in, and planted a series of deep kisses on his aunt’s cheeks.

Everyone around them took notice and suddenly feigned ignorance. Reena, though being put in a precarious situation, felt more delighted at the turn of events, than embarrassed. The shy smile spread across her face showed clearly how much she loved it. She surrendered her hands to the artist as her heart surrendered to her nephew’s sudden display of affection.

Reena didn’t have to look at Pooja to know she had been shown her place. The proud woman, glanced deeply into the eyes of her young fancy, as he reassured her of her status.

The rest of the day went uneventful for the group as they returned back and relaxed around the pool area. The same could not be said for the aunt-nephew couple. As Reena had to keep the mehendi on for a few hours, her paramour was keeping her constant company taking care of her every need.

She was enjoying this pampering nephew as much as he was enjoying his infatuated chachi. He was over the clouds by how open his chachi had become to his advances. The kisses Prakhar had planted at the mehendi shop were nothing if not sexual. Seeing his chachi smiling shyly right after he showered her plump cheek with long luscious smooches, had awakened the sleeping animal in him. All the sleeping desires he had fostered for his uncle’s mate, had surfaced.

Prakhar was restive for the night to come. His restlessness showed as his hands had already started intruding into her personal space. He left no chance to get touchy with her. He would hold her hands and help her get up or sit down. His hands would occasionally graze against her naked waist, not always unintentionally.

Reena wasn’t unaware of the advances either. She was drowning in the attention of this fine young man. Her heart had been aching for all this while. She wanted to savor each touch as it sent shrill down her spine. He had started showering her with praise and telling her how beautiful she looked.

She liked to act shy every time her nephew praised her because as soon as she would drop her head hiding her blushed cheeks, her sweetheart would lean in and plant a couple more smooches on her blushed-out cheek. His kisses were becoming less and less of smooches and more like tasting her flesh. Sometimes, he would lick her face and then gently nibble on them. It was like a lion cleaning off the skin before devouring his hunt’s fresh meat.

As the night approached and the dinner came to an end, everyone retired to their room. The aunt dawdled towards their room as her hungry nephew held her hands imploring her to match his pace. As the room came closer, the implications started to become real in her head. Was she really going to go forward with this? Was this the night she would cross the “Lakshman Rekha” of her marriage?

Her suitor had no patience left as they entered their cave. As Prakhar turned to lock the door, Reena quickly moved into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Prakhar couldn’t catch what his aunt was mumbling as she entered the bathroom and so decided to set the mood for the sinful night to come.

Dimming the lights in the room, he changed into his shorts and t-shirt, and started browsing the internet on his phone. Reena was taking more than usual time to come out which he took as she was getting ready for him. On the other side of the door, this housewife was facing the biggest dilemma of her life. Was she to return to her hell of a life, or should she let herself experience the energy of desires of this bull of a man waiting outside?

Should she treat this night as a one-night stand? But how would that be possible with this beast around her all the time? If she couldn’t control herself now, would she ever be able to control herself around him? What if she did not? Could she trust him with this?

Should she just let him decide her fate? He definitely had proven to be the only man in her life who could do that. He definitely had been the only man who made her feel like a woman in ages.

Reena didn’t have a single clear thought in her mind. After spending 10 minutes with her confusion, she decided to step out. She definitely did not know what she wanted, but she had an irrational level of trust in this man.

As she opened the door interestingly, she heard her husband. Prakhar had called him and was having a chat on speakerphone. He continued with his chat while his amused chachi sat beside him on the bed. He handed over the phone to her as he excused himself to the washroom.

As the husband-wife continued with a little chit-chat, Reena inquired about his work and stuff. Dev informed her about the help he received from a contractor who turned out to be one of Prakhar’s friends and therefore personally took care of his business. He expressed how lucky he was feeling to have such a nephew.

Further, he asked her about how her colleagues had been treating them given he and his colleagues didn’t share good chemistry together. He was glad to know that Prakhar was able to gel well with them and was making his wife have a good time. He was asking her to keep close to Prakhar as his colleagues didn’t always have good intentions at heart. To keep close to Prakhar and follow his words would make sure she was safe.

By this time, Prakhar had returned from the bathroom. Hearing his uncle’s advice to his wife, Prakhar jokingly complained that his chachi wasn’t really being very obedient to him. Dev, carrying the joke forward, suggested that Prakhar should punish his chachi as he deemed fit given he was her protector at the place. To this, they all laughed.

Reena was enjoying this banter and light time after a long time. But more than that, she enjoyed listening to others talk about this young bull sitting beside her. She was proud to be with him. His hands had started roaming on her thighs over her saree, turning her on again.

As the jokes between her husband and what looked like was going to be her lover for the nights to come, continued, she jokingly complained to her husband as to how even though she had been such an obedient girl, her nephew was spending more time here with other peoples’ wives than his own uncle’s wife.

Although Dev felt embarrassed hearing something like that coming from his wife’s mouth, he wasn’t much of a man to point that out right away. Prakhar’s hand was now roaming freely on his aunt’s naked waist. The pallu of her saree had fallen down and Reena’s one hand was caressing her breast gently as the heat kept rising. Her breasts were heaving up and down heavily now.

Prakhar wasn’t aware of his chachi’s situation as neither could he see her face nor her breast because she was lying with her back towards him while talking with her husband.

Upon hearing the embarrassing complaint from his wife, Dev tried to salvage the conversation by saying something, just when Prakhar interrupted him by telling him not to worry, as from now on, he was going to take care of Dev’s wife as if she was his own wife.

This was even more embarrassing for both the husband and wife. Reena laughed loudly in an attempt to salvage the situation. Her husband was in no situation to respond other than laughing himself. He was offended deeply by how Prakhar expressed himself. But he was not going to upset his wife over it as it had been so long since she was talking so happily with him.

So they continued the conversation further when Prakhar said that he had to go out as the guys from the group planned to have a short table tennis match night. Reena was amused as she never heard of such a plan. Nevertheless, Prakhar bid his uncle good night and asked his chachi to lock the door behind him.

Then he moved out of the bed while signaling her to follow him. A bemused Reena followed him with a puzzled look on her face. Reaching the door, Prakhar opened it briefly before loudly shutting it without exiting. He then locked the door as he locked his gaze with his confused chachi.

Interestingly, a curious Dev voiced his curiosity, “Is he gone?”

Reena looked at her soon-to-be-lover questioningly as he nodded at her, smiling mischievously.

“Yes, I locked the door” answered Reena, still puzzled but now a bit curious as to what was in the plan for her. She heard her husband break on the other side of the phone as he started telling her how much he loved her and how much he was missing her.

Reena would have been touched by the flood of sentiments her husband was sharing, if only her supple waist and her ample breasts were not being manhandled by her husband’s nephew.

In the next few moments, her cub had stepped behind this milf as she rested her weight against his manly chest, enjoying his rough palm rubbing all over her lustrous skin, fondling each sensitive spot on her body, one by one.

Over the phone, Dev kept professing his love for his wife while his wife’s luscious body was being disrobed by his inflamed nephew! In the next few minutes, Reena’s saree lay on the floor as her new lover carried her to his bed and tossed her flat on her stomach. He looked lecherously at the unchaste milf lying before him, listening to her husband cry his heart out to her as she let herself be mauled by his nephew.

Prakhar’s hands slithered along Reena’s silky legs. Those hands traveled inside her skirt and grabbed her meaty ass. He started rubbing those silky smooth pieces of meat when he felt the heat radiating from in between her thighs. His temperature was already raised, as he grabbed her panty. Supporting her weight on one hand and with one pull of the other, he had his slut of an aunt, fully prepared to be mounted by her stallion.

As Reena realized how quickly the situation backdoor had escalated, she reached behind herself, hoping to slow things down. She was introduced to the fact of how far the things had gone, her hand was greeted by the massive hard-on, her toy boy was ready to penetrate her with.

Unaccepting her attempt to slow things down, Prakhar forced both hands above her head where he pinned them with one hand. He leaned in as his mouth grabbed his aunt’s neck where he started sucking her. Then he guided his burning rod to the forbidden pussy of his own chachi as he prepared to invade her. He was listening to his uncle begging for forgiveness while his wife shamelessly arched her ass, desperately trying to knead her lover’s cock! This was making him impassioned beyond measure.

Reena had submitted to her desires. It was getting impossible for her to control her reactions anymore. The streams of kisses bombarded her neck and threw her off the limit as moans started emanating from her mouth. The moans which started too feeble soon started to become louder as her new mate started to probe further, rubbing his hard-on on her dripping pussy. Soon, the moans started reaching to her husband’s ears which he interpreted as being a sign of his wife’s arousal due to his love-confessions.

Dev was now saying sweet things to his wife. Listening to her moans and groans, he assumed she must be fingering herself. He started telling her how much he desired her and what he wanted to do to her once she was back.

This encouraged his nephew who had mounted his wife’s ass, to conquer her forbidden territory. A shrill shriek left her throat as Reena’s new owner started to invade her. For the first time in her life, her pussy was being stretched this much! Her boy-toy had a member at least twice as thick as her husband’s.

Dev’s concerned voice questioned the loud shriek he just heard. Unfortunately for him, his wife was too engrossed in something else to answer his concerns. She was moaning in pleasure again as the rhythmic motion of her lover was giving her pleasures beyond her comprehension.

With each push, Prakhar moved deeper and deeper into his chachi. It was not long before he was balls deep inside her ripe body. He started gyrating his dick inside her body sending waves of pleasure across every single nerve. Prakhar’s rhythms and the moans of his new squeeze had got into a rhythm.

On the other end of the phone, Dev happily assumed that his dirty talk was working on his loyal wife and kept on encouraging her to moan louder and louder as it was turning him on too.

As the build-up continued, Reena got more and more desperate. Expletives started leaving her mouth. In the start, they were too feeble for anyone to hear. But as they grew louder, even Dev on the phone heard the mother of his children beg,

“FUCK ME..”

“Aaaaaaaaahhh..”

Dev heard the last of his wife before the call got disconnected. He frustratingly tried calling her repeatedly, but all he got was that the phone had been switched off. Despondent, he called on Prakhar’s phone. He tried him a few times but when the phone didn’t get received. He thought that his nephew must be busy in the game. Thinking of checking up on them later in the night, he carried on alone.

On the other end of the line and after turning off her phone, Reena turned her head to look at her lover. The fire in his eyes made her feel so weak in front of him. Prakhar could see the surrender in her eyes. While her ass kept arching and gyrating to match his rhythm, nothing in her seemed to be within her control.

Her face was flushed. Sweat trickled down her arched neck and her mouth drooled spit, some of which was falling on the pillow making a thread. He leaned in. Her hungry mouth opened in anticipation as their lips sealed.

The chachi and her bhatija were kissing each other for the very first time. Prakhar’s hands slid down her back, grazing her waist, they rested on her bare buttocks.

As the tongues of this new couple explored each other’s mouths, below the waist their mating ritual had started.

The cub had firmly established his position by supporting his weight on his feet. He had taken extra support by grabbing onto his cougar’s ass. With this position firmly established, the new male was mating with his female with rapidly increasing vigor.

By then the room was filled with the sound of Prakhar’s balls and thighs, slapping against his chachi’s naked arse.

For the next seemingly endless time, Reena was being fucked by her husband’s nephew. Every thrust inside her, felt like she was about to faint any time. The thrusts had peaked their intensity and so had the couple’s pleasure.

Before she knew it, Prakhar had grabbed Reena’s back, and with his grip rough like an animal he started pumping his seed deep into his chachi’s womb. As she felt spurt after spurt of hot thick cream hitting her cervix and filling her up, Reena screamed in pleasure achieving her biggest orgasm ever.

They enjoyed this union as long as it lasted after which Prakhar’s cock slid out of his lover’s dripping pussy. He lay on hugging his freshly formed milf. As the pleasure subsided, the couple turned to each other. Engulfing each other in a loving embrace, this newly formed couple caressed each other, kissing and rubbing to prepare themselves for the night to come.