Hi, this is Nikhil here. Today, I am with my most erotic sex experience ever. I thought I would share it with all of you guys.
It all started when I was a teenager. I started feeling very differently toward women. I could sense that something was controlling me without my conscience. This phase made me realize the importance and need of a woman in my life.
Precisely, I can say it was while I was in my first year of engineering I had such a beautiful, intense and erotic sexual experience and it still lingers on my mind as a fresh memory. Fortunately, it was given by my aunt herself.
Yeah, let’s get into the real part now. After completing my higher secondary education, I thought of joining an engineering college. As I was good in my studies, I got a good rank and got a seat in a prestigious college in Bangalore. Now it was a time time to shift to that magical city.
As my uncle and aunt stayed nearby to that college, I had to stay in their home and pursue my education. Suresh was my maternal uncle and worked as a manager in a hotel management company. And he kept traveling during the whole year within and out of the country.
His wife Meenakshi was a homemaker and the couple had a son studying in school in Meenakshi’s father’s place as he was fond of his grandparents. Since she was alone in the house most of the time, she asked my parents if they could allow me to stay at her place. Since I was the very favorite nephew of my uncle, my parents had no second thoughts and I got into their home.
Surprisingly, I had no sexual feelings toward my aunty since the beginning of my sexual urges. She was a normal woman whom I could not think of more than that. But the plot twist came when I started living in their house for my graduation.
Let me describe my aunty. She was an educated, typical Indian housewife with a fair complexion. Her height was 5 ft 7 in with stats of 38-30-38. She usually wears nighties at home, sarees, and churidars as casual dresses. I was an athletic guy with 5 ft 11 in height and a muscular physique.
Since childhood, I had a special attraction toward women’s feet, especially when they wear anklets. I don’t know why it gave me a sort of pleasure looking at them. But I didn’t take it so seriously. I had an obscure memory of having the same feeling with aunt Meenakshi’s feet.
Yeah, soon after coming into my uncle’s house, more than the care and affection of my aunty, the thing that stuck in my mind and took all my sanity was her feet! God, it was so magnificent that I could say, a heavenly abode for me. They were so clean, well maintained and above all, well-shaped nails, subtle nail color, thin snake design silver anklets with jingles and a single pair of toe-rings. The sound of my aunty’s anklets whenever she roamed around me gave lightning sensation.
Slowly, I started craving for her feet. This was the time I got to know that I had a feet fetish. Gradually, I started to develop a sexual feeling toward my aunty.
As my uncle used to be outside the house most of the time, she used to get closer to me in casual terms. However, she was very strict in terms of her conduct and never crossed her limits and never did I.
One day, she was walking fast in the hall and suddenly got a sprain on her feet and shouted in pain. It was almost 9 pm and she was about to serve the dinner. I rushed from my room and saw her sitting on the floor, holding her ankle. Since she couldn’t put a step ahead, I held her and slowly made her sit on the sofa. I asked her what should I do. She asked me to get a move gel and asked me whether I could give her a gentle massage. I couldn’t believe that I got a golden chance and I ran for it!
I got Moov ointment in my hand and asked my aunty to keep her feet on my thigh while I sat on the floor near her sofa. She kept her feet and I started massaging. Meanwhile, I started getting a boner!
Aunty’s feet were so beautiful and more magnificent than I saw from a distance. I couldn’t control myself. However, I kept my head low and continued giving the massage. Suddenly, she kept her other foot on my thigh and that touched my boner! She looked at me suddenly in shock and slid her feet away. This was a little awkward but the silence continued.
She was moaning with pain and after some time she said that the pain was reducing due to my massage magic. My aunty then asked me to fetch the food from the kitchen and she said to get it in on one plate and she would feed me.
Something was going in my way and I caught the hint and did the same. She slowly started feeding me and I continued the massage. In between, I was playing with my aunty’s anklets and she was blushing when I praised her feet. She slowly asked me how I felt about their place, uncle, and her.
I praised everything, especially her and her hospitality. In the end, I praised her beauty and her feet. She giggled and blushed at that. Then I brought some water and she washed her hand into the plate and asked me to take her to the room.
I took her, holding her hand around my shoulder. Aunty’s boobs and body were touching me, giving me an electrifying sensation. She reached her bed and when she tried to sit, she leaned a bit far and fell on the bed. Unknowingly, she fell on her back with her legs lifted. She was now lying on her back, and her nighty was sliding downward to her belly and all of a sudden, I could see my aunty’s pussy!
Yeah, she unfortunately showed me her very secret place! It was clean shaved, with a little exposure of her pussy lips. She realized what happened and tried to cover it with her hand. I turned my face to the left side.
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How did I manage this situation? Did things happen in my way? What made my aunty surrender herself to me? How do I get my feet fetish fantasy come true?
Stay tuned for the next part.
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