My Wacky Aunt Zavi

My aunt Zavi came to live with us, and considered me a proxy son. I tried to convert her mental state into an opportunity.

My mother says that since the arrival of my aunt Zavi, I have reduced my mischief. This story is about an aunt who is like a second mother. Zavi was younger sister of my father. She got married when she was eighteen. I was not yet born then. Soon my mother had me and aunt Zavi also gave birth to a boy. My cousin Dave was only two months younger then me. At that time my mother developed some problem with her milk and I was put to bottle. Luckily for me the aunt Zavi Fed me her milk whenever she visited our house.

The real story started much later when I was in my late teens. At that time Husband of my aunt divorced her and married again. Her son decided to live with father because of financial security. She found a job and tried to start a new life. To her bad luck her son started doing drugs. This event disturbed her mentally a lot. She became abnormal and was sent to an asylum for treatment. Living on her own was not possible for her. My father consulted her doctor and decided to bring her home. She looked at most of us with blank eyes. I had two other siblings but my father introduced me to her as her son Dave. This made her so much happy that she hugged me for a long time and sobbed on my shoulder. She called me Dave which was the name of her son.

Although I was not a child but I lived like a child. I was energetic and can do anything for fun. My aunt was 38 and was a very attractive woman. I always respected her as my aunt and on my parent’s instructions cared for her more. One day I saw her dry her hair after showering. A towel was wrapped around her loose which suddenly fell to the floor. She didn’t bother to pick it up so I tried to turn my head the other way. I heard her say, “Why are you feeling shy son, I am your mother I fed you from these tits, look.” I looked and saw her rubbing her nipples.

I tuned and looked at her well-proportioned body. Oh my goodness, my aunt’s breasts were as big as a coconuts. That day I saw her breasts with nipples pointed straight at me. She was neither fat nor thin, and besides having a well proportioned figure she had long hair and long lashes. Her skin was so white that one can see the blue veins below the skin. Realising her mental state I picked the towel and wrapped it back on her body.

Most of the time aunt Zavi behaved normal but sometime she started laughing or crying without any reason. Sometime she could sing and sometime broke things. One day I heard my parents talking about her while watching TV. My father told my mom that he met a doctor who suggested that a re-marriage as a cure for my aunt. To this my mom remarked, “the doctor is out of his mind. No sane man can marry a mature woman with mental issues.” They talked some more but their conversation gave me the idea that sex is a good thing for my aunt.

One day I had a fever and took rest from my college. She came to my room in a gown and sat next to me on my bed. She smiled lovingly and pulled me closer. As my head rested against her breasts, I forgot all about the world. She pulled me tightly into her arms and comforted me with gentle words. No matter how much I cursed myself, I can’t control my natural feelings. I opened my eyes and looked at her cleavage. Her gown was slightly open at front, causing exposure to her chest more than would normally be allowed by the collar. I was mesmerized, as my right hand held her back and my left arm touched her chest. I grabbed her right shoulder and brushed down her nipples. I was completely overwhelmed by my desire to touch her cleavage with my mouth when suddenly my mom appeared in my room.
Despite my strange desires, things remained normal between me and my aunt for a long time. She liked to talk a lot with me, though most of her talk was uninteresting. I listened to her so I can watch her charms closely. Sometime she fell asleep besides me. Laying beside her, I pretended to sleep and put my arm around her. My hand went from her chest to her belly but stopped often because I was afraid of her. Once, when she was in deep sleep, I touched her between her legs. she never wore underwear so my groping was very real.

She was like a child sometimes and played with children. One day I saw her playing with my younger brother a game of running around and grabbing each other. As I saw them, I included myself in the game. Once I had to stop her from reaching to my brother. I hugged her from behind, I stopped her and her soft butt stayed close to my penis. She twisted, got free, and ran after my brother. I chased her and we all entered the empty guest room. I held her so my brother can leave and flea. As he left the room, I began to tickle her, I pushed her on the bed so she wouldn’t run away. I held her face down in a handcuff position with my arms back. I was on top of her with her ass against my cock. I started tickling her so she thought it was a game and she kept giggling. At one point she turned on her back and I climbed on top of her. I pushed my body on her, rubbing as much as possible I grabbed her and kissed her on pretext of showing love. She stiffened and didn’t kiss back, but let me rub my dick on her belly. I throbbed and dischaged in my shorts. She said, “okay stop” and it was all over.

I knew that I was crossing the border and felt guilty. The good thing was that she never complained anything to anyone. I started looking at her with a new angle. One day she broke a glass vase in living room and injured her finger. She cried and shouted a lot. My dad calmed her down by putting Iodosorb Gel on her injury and giving her a pain killing tab. She was asked to rest in her room. To me Dad told to check her once before going to sleep. I decided to convert this into an opportunity.

After a short break I entered her room and asked about her health. She said fine and then asked me to come inside her blanket as it was a bit cold outside. As I laid down beside her she curled up with her back towards me. A few minutes later I heard her snore. She was wearing a night gown without panties. I sent my hand to her vagina, but I did not fingered it. I undressed my torso down, and put my penis in her vagina from behind. I began to push into her as much as I could, no matter what. My penis touched her vagina but going inside was not possible. With my heart almost in my mouth … I pulled my penis out. Suddenly she moved her hand back and captured it. She did not let go, I was paralyzed. I did not know what to do, she began to rub it slowly. It was a signal that I was free to do whatever I want. I couldn’t believe it, I didn’t know what it was like to have a woman and it was strange what it felt like to do it. I pushed her gown up and I sat down on my knees in front of her, suddenly she opened her legs. It was the first time I saw her vagina at a good angle. As she opened her legs more, I brought my cock to the mouth of her cunt. She pushed her pelvis towards me. I passionately put my penis into her and I hugged her neck. I kissed her and I did everything I could, she said “Ahhh… yes! More,” I did what she said to me.

She cried when my dick was poked inside. Her cunt was hugging me tightly, as if she’s trying to lock my dick inside her. I fucked her so easily, just like we were made for each other. My aunt’s pussy was warm and slippery wet and made my cock very hard. She closed her eyes and her mouth fell open. I felt that she was nervous, maybe something in her told her that what we were doing was not right, but another part was crying out not to stop. Her shy moans rose slightly in pitch and she struggled to contain them.
She gasped, like she was possessed. I saw her breasts swaying under her nightgown and wished I had taken it off. I slid my hand to her nipples and Aunt Purvi grabbed the sheet. “Uhn … uhn … yes … um … um ….”

My aunt underneath me was whimpering while my dick was pounding hard inside her pussy. I loved the way her body shook when I buried my cock in her pussy. Her moans reached a shriek and her pussy squeezed my dick. I felt that she was coming, so I took my cock out and I came on her. I dropoed a lot of semen on top of her vagina, her stomach and her legs.
At that moment I wanted to spur everything. I climbed on her and hugged her, caressing her legs and kissing her chest and neck. I just told her “sorry aunt I never meant that”. After a pause I heard her say, “calm down”. She was still in my arms, I kissed her and she stroked my hair.

Later I took her to washroom and helped her clean. I put her to bed and then went to sleep in my room. When I woke up in the morning, I went down to breakfast. My aunt was talking to my parents like always as if nothing had happened the night before.

In short I started fucking her, whenever I found the opportunity. I even bought contraceptives to stop mess from spreading. After about two months I heard my father saying to my mother, “Dont you think Zavi is behaving much better now.”

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