Wet pussied aunty

Wet Pussied Aunty


This incident happened a few months ago and from then I have changed my opinion about middle aged women leading apparently satisfying lives having a happy family.

I am Raja, 24 in age and live in Calcutta. I have a friend named Shyam who is from a rich family. We have been friends from college days and now both of us are in our respective jobs. While I got a job in my city, my friend took a job in Hyderabad.

His parents stay in Calcutta. His mom is about 45 and dad 61 having his own business. Due to his business uncle (Shyam’s dad) would be very busy the whole day and at times used to stay out of town for days. Polly aunty (his mom) is a housewife and like a typical bengali woman kind of conversative, or so I thought till the incidents started happening. Since she was mostly alone I would at times go to her home to chat with her for a few hours. She was very friendly with me. However there were certain peculiarities about her that at times embarrassed me.

Like when we were in college and I used to go his home for studies she would usually be in a sari and blouse. But more often than not her blouse would be torn from some place or the other and when she would lift her arms in front of me I could see her hairy armpits or her back peeking out from the torn part. At times when she would sit in such a fashion in her chair her sari would fall from her blouse and I could see her boobs peeking out. She would not even make any effort to cover her blouse and continue sitting like that in our presence. All this made me feel embarrassed. Still I never thought about her sexually.

Now let me describe Polly aunty. She is 45 and like typical bengali women is a bit on the plump side with quite a wide ass and 40 size boobs. At times I had felt that she is not wearing any bra underneath as her boobs swayed when she moved. In some way she was sexy.

One day I thought of paying her a visit to chat for some time. I went to her home and started chatting. The subject of her gaining weight came and she said that she exercised a bit but that was not sufficient. She also said that after her son (my friend) went to Hyderabad she feels very lonely and does not feel like doing anything and so does not exercise very regularly. She looked at me and asked me if I exercised and I said yes. Suddenly our talk took such a turn that I started feeling embarrassed .

Aunty asked, “I hope you wear a tight underwear while exercising. You have to protect the things that you have got under and keep them tight as otherwise they may get hurt.”

I was a bit embarrassed and said yes that I wear underwear.

Aunty said, “ you should always wear tight fitting underwears so that your things are properly placed. So you should change them whenever the elastics get loose. That’s why I always keep watch over shyam’s briefs and whenever required I buy him new ones. I then tell him to wear it and then feel the front of his briefs to check if it fits him snugly.”

I smiled and said, “oh aunty you still check him as a child? He is quite old now don’t you think?”

Aunty smiled and said, “ Na shona o to amar chele aar ami oke jamon khushi dekhte paari. Ami to or shob kichu dekhechi. Ami to or jonno pocket ola jangia kini aar tarpor o pore shamne ashle oi pocket e hath dhukiye or hos pipe take bar kore niye ashi shei pocket diye dekhar jonno je pocket theke hishi korar jonno hose take thik kore baar korte parche kina. Ebar bol tor ma ki toke erom kore dekhe na? (No dear he is my son and I can check him in whatever condition I like. He has nothing which I have not seen. And not just that, I always buy for him the briefs that have a pocket so that it is easier to bring out the hose for peeing and after I have checked its fitting I always put my hand in the pocket and pull out his hose to see that the passage is proper for his hose. Now tell me doesn’t your mom check you at times?)

I, “No way I am going to let my mom check me like that. And aunty do you still see his …ahhhhh…..you know….his pee pee?”

Aunty , “Oh dear you are missing a lot of love and care from your mom. You see mom knows what is best for her son and she can give him excellent knowledge of everything which will be very helpful in his later life.”

Aunty continued, “ami to or hose pipe ta ke majhe majhe check kore dekhi thik kore clean korche kina. O to lojjaa payee na ekdum. Ami oke ek ek samay bathroome giye langto hoye darate boli chaan koranor jonno. Takhon o langto hoye nijer kaalo hoe pipe take du payer majhe jhuliye wait kore. Ami giye oke chaan koriye diye tarpor or pipe ta clean kore di aar tate or dushtu hose ta shokto hoe dariye pore. Tarppor ami ote cream ba baby oil lagiye di. Or kokhono chulkani hole okhane amake diye ointment lagiye dite bole. Amara khoob open ei bishoye. Aar ekta jinish tor nunu ke kakhono nunu bolbi na otake dhon, bara, lauda bolbi.”

(I do check his hose at times to see that he cleans it properly and is healthy. He never feels embarrassed. Once in a while I tell him to go to the bathroom and get naked so that I can bathe him. He usually waits in the bathroom with his black hose pipe hanging between his legs. I go there and clean him well. I usually clean his pipe too and always his naughty hose will stand up in attention. Then I put some baby oil or cream to keep the skin well. At times when he gets an itch there he usually asks me to rub some ointment because he can’t reach there.