Part 29
In the morning when I woke up aunt Sujata wasn't beside me . I entered the traditional rasoighar and saw that she had already bathed and wore a blue colored saree and blouse and was making breakfast there. I stood there watching her working while she also chatted with me . She had intentionally kept her one white bra strap visible which I can see on her back and shoulder. Watching that strap I immediately got the mental images of her firm round milk filled boobs and my mouth started watering.
I brushed my teeth and then aunt Sujata gave me some breakfast which I ate while sitting at a table with her. When I was finishing my dish my dad came in the rasoighar with aunt Puja. She looked stunning even if she was disheveled and her white maxi buttons were closed in mismatched order . Behind her my dad was standing shyly. Aunt Puja urged him to brush so he went outside while she sat beside me .
Aunt Sujata asked her teasingly,
"So how was he the previous night ?"
Aunt Puja answered with a sigh,
"I wanted to have sex but he only insisted to be breastfed. He was drinking milk for a very long time and after that he went to sleep immediately. "
Aunt Sujata said gently,
"Ohh.. sorry I thought you enjoyed last night..."
I could see aunt Puja's pain and then decided to thoroughly satisfy her whenever I will get the chance. I started to get hard just by thinking about it but both ladies didn't notice it because they were busy chatting about my dad's behaviour last night. After some time my dad came back in the rasoighar and aunt Sujata gave him a dish of breakfast. Aunt Puja went to take a bath while I went to take the routine morning walk in the village.
When I came back, they were all sitting in the main hall watching tv. I took a bath and joined them . Aunt Sujata was sitting on the floor with my dad. Smiling mischievously I sat very near aunt Puja on the sofa and gently put my hand over her shoulder. She had donned a black maxi after bath. She smiled at me and also slid closer to me . I could see unsatisfied desire in her eyes and promised her with my look that I will definitely fulfill it. After some time I noticed that her nipples had gotten hard such that anybody could see their points in her maxi .
After some time my dad started agitating so aunt Sujata asked him if he felt ill or something. She knew what he wanted but intentionally didn't ask him directly. He watched her boobs from time to time but couldn't muster the courage to ask her and but she kept asking him what he wanted. They were facing the tv and we both were behind them. I took a chance and keeping my left hand around aunt Puja I gently fondled her right breast. Initially she looked alarmed but after she realised that nobody was watching she alowed me to enjoy . I gently caresed her both boobs one after another , my tool getting harder and harder by the time. There was huge difference between only watching her breasts and actually holding them in my hand . Aunt Puja noticed my bulge and leaned towards me ,
"Should we go in the bedroom ?"
I immediately agreed with her. I couldn't hold it any longer. We both stood up and without disturbing my dad and aunt Sujata, made for the bedroom . I noticed that aunt Sujata now had made my dad lie in her lap . She was also gently lulling like a baby. Her left breast was nearly touching his mouth . After a while he couldn't control himself and asked her something in hushed voice. She laughed and immediately pulled her pallu over his head.
I closed the bedroom door and pinned aunt Puja to a wall , my tool pressing against her body. I started kissing her neck and also pressing her boobs . She was moaning in pleasure. After some time I unbuttoned her maxi and sucked her breasts one by one. I did not finish her milk and took her to the bed . We both slept on it and I immediately took her under me. I was then fucking her slowly for a very long time .
When we both came back in the hall aunt Sujata was still breastfeeding my dad because only 10 minutes had passed since we left. I again sat with aunt Puja on the sofa. She was breathing hard from all this excitement.
That night after all had dinner and all work had been done in the kitchen I took aunt Sujata to my room and Aunt Puja took my dad to her room .
Aunt Puja was still wearing maxi . My dad slept on the bed anticipating she will start to feed him immediately. But aunt Puja had something else in mind. She sat on her knees leaning against the bed and started to slide down his half pant . He protested,
"What are you doing Puja? "
Aunt Puja scolded at him,
"If you want me to feed you , let me do this. Or I will never feed you again..."
She calmly removed his pant and also his underwear too. He was still protesting. Aunt Puja laughed at his sleeping tool and by taking it in her one hand she started to jerk it. His tool was not getting hard yet. Aunt Puja asked him curiously while still jerking it steadily,
"What was the last time you had sex, BIL ?"
My dad answered while moaning,
"I can't remember. Maybe two years ago when my wife was still happy with me . "
"Poor baby.. " Aunt Puja sympathized with him .
"After I caught her with my driver she never allowed me to have sex with her again up until we divorced one year later."
"Ohh... Thats a very long time.. " She increased the speed of stroking and he moaned again . At last she could see that his tool was slightly hard . She looked satisfied and stopped jerking it because my dad looked in extreme pain,
"Ok. I will let it go this time. But from now on I will try to raise your tool every day. It needs to be realesed. You are so miserable now. "
My dad took deep breaths because he was very exhausted. Aunt Puja slept beside him and took him in her arms . She immediately unbuttoned her maxi and started to breastfeed him like a baby. After a while he relaxed slowly. Aunt Puja was smiling because now she could do something about my dad.
In my room I again fucked aunt Sujata very slowly. After that we waited for nearly one hour to relax . Then she was feeding me for a very long time.
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