Seeing aunty's ass made me horny.

I was 15/16 years old at the time, a young adult. I had a hard time controlling myself.

In the meantime, our house changed. An aunt lived in the house next door. The aunt was not very old.

I'm 25 or 26. I've been married for 5/6 years. I also have a small child, named Ami.

I was very talented from a young age.

So many people would love me and feed me a lot. When I was little, they would hold me in their arms and caress me.

Anyway, ever since I went to that house, I've been keeping an eye on that aunt.

I really wanted to see my aunt naked, but I couldn't figure out how. Anyway, I had my SSC exams at the time.

I came to greet my aunt. 

Aunty was also happy and gave me 100 rupees. I took the exam. The exam went well. I fed aunty sweets.

There was a common door in the middle of our house.

That we could go back and forth through. It was always open. Aunty had a great figure. She was also fair.

In the meantime, I got admitted to intermediate.

Aunty's husband was very old, probably 40/44. I doubt he could have done anything like that.

Anyway, I would occasionally go to his house to play with his child.

 I went to her house one day at noon.

When I went, I saw that Aunty was not there. I asked Ami where Aunty was.

He said, "Mom went to take a bath."

A shiver ran through my body. Aunty must be naked and cleaning her breasts and vagina,

Maybe he's applying soap.

I started imagining him in my mind. My penis became hard as I thought about all this.

I asked him how long ago he had been gone.

He said, "Here, a little while ago." This time, a little mischievousness crept into my mind.

I slowly walked towards his bathroom. As I went, I heard the sound of clothes being washed. I looked around the bathroom door. I saw that there was a small gap.

It's dark outside the bathroom, but the lights are on inside.

So I kept looking through the crack in the door. 

What I saw made my heart beat faster. I saw my aunty half naked and tearing her clothes.

Sitting on a small stool, leaning slightly, washing clothes. Blouse open,

Wearing a petticoat. Looking at Auntie's breasts, it felt like I was grabbing her from behind and squeezing her pussy.

But how can I do that? There's a door in the middle.

So I kept moving my dick over my trousers and watching. Suddenly I felt like this was getting too risky.

Because I'm in the next room. If he comes out and sees me, the whole fun will be ruined. There's a chance he'll get hurt.

So I made a plan and told my mother to go out and buy two chocolates, and she left.

This time I started watching comfortably. 

I peeked through the window again and saw Aunty already washing the clothes.

She is washing her clothes, putting them in a bucket, and preparing for a bath.

Anyway, Aunty started taking water in her body little by little. I started looking at every part of her body. While standing, I saw that Aunty's breasts were looking at me.

Aunty has a mug in her right hand and a nipple in her left.

He poured water and rubbed his breasts and I rubbed my penis. Then he started rubbing soap on my body and I watched.

The heaviness in my chest continued to increase. I couldn't figure out what to do.

Meanwhile, Aunty took off her petticoat.

Her navel became perfectly clear in front of me. But I couldn't see down any further.

I really wanted to see her vagina. 

Since I have never seen an older woman's vagina, I wanted to see it more. I tried very hard, but the rules were wrong. What else should I do?

Aunty didn't go far at all.

I couldn't see much either. All I saw was Aunty's lower abdomen and the upper part of her buttocks. Anyway, I didn't dare to stay any longer, so I moved away.

I went to Aunty's room and sat there. A little later, Ami came back. I took the chocolate from her and started eating it.

Then I did something. I told him, "Let's play bat and ball." He agreed. He and I went and started playing on the balcony next to their bathroom.

Not even 2 overs had passed when Aunty came out. I saw another petticoat under Aunty. Open chest on top. Medium-sized erect breasts, very erect. I pretended not to see her and started playing.

He didn't do anything even after seeing me, but instead, holding a bucket in one hand and a sari in the other, he walked past me to another balcony.

As he passed by me, I took a close look at his breasts through my squinting eyes.

After passing by, I saw her ass. 

The petticoat had entered the groove of her ass. I wanted to insert my fingers into the groove of her ass. Seeing her soft, smooth, and wet back, I didn't realize when my penis had become hard again.

I was batting. I intentionally sent the ball to the balcony. Then I went to get the ball myself. Aunty was then spreading her wet sari over her chest.

I then told my mother that you should play alone and I will come and get some air from the fan. Saying this, I went to her bedroom. I went there and waited, sweating, waiting for Aunty to come.

Aunty came back within 2 minutes. I was leaning on the table, gasping for air.

Aunty thought I was small and removed the saree from my chest without any veil.

I started looking at her chest again. Aunty took off her bra this time.

I was trying to be very normal. But seeing her open breasts, my simple swing transformed into a spring swing.

But I wasn't paying attention to that. Suddenly, Aunty saw me. Her face changed a little upon seeing me.

He calmly covered her breasts with his two hands. 

I was a little embarrassed too. Then he removed his hand again, realizing that I was enjoying everything.

All this time I was playing with him in my dream world, and now he started playing with me in reality.

She put her bra on her chest, deliberately showing me that she couldn't put the hook on it. She told me,

Simon, can you put the hook on?

Me: Huh-huh, I can aunty. 

Aunty turned around and said,

Give it to me, put it on, okay? As soon as I grabbed both sides of the bra, he crawled a little and put his hand on the bed, and what happened was,

My dick went into her ass and sucked it. Aunty bent over more on purpose. I was forced to come closer. Suddenly Aunty said,

Hey, what are you doing, get your fingers out of my ass.

I was stunned to hear this.

Before I knew what to do, he said to me, "You're holding my bra with both hands, so where did the other hand come from?"

I felt ashamed. I think this is what aunty wanted.

He grabbed my number three hand and grabbed it. I was a little scared. Maybe he'll scold me now, maybe he'll hit me.

I couldn't figure out what to do.

Meanwhile, my penis began to grow even bigger with the touch of a soft and warm hand.

Aunty also held my penis and stared at me for a while. I didn't dare to look at her face. I stared at the half-open bra on her chest.

Aunty said, "I never noticed that you've grown so much." Saying this, she cut a section of my hair. My fear was greatly reduced.

Then he pulled my head into his chest. The warm touch of his soft chest completely removed my fear.

I also hugged her tightly. 

One hand went to his back and the other hand automatically went to his ass. He was a little taller than me. I was 5 feet 2 inches tall and he was 5 feet 4 inches tall.

He hugged me tightly to his chest.

Slowly, his hands moved to my ass and stopped.

He held my ass close to him.

I clearly understood that he wanted to eat my cock. When my hand went to his ass and I started to rub it, he let go of me and said, "Hey, you naughty one, I see you're really mature, why are you touching my ass?"

Then the conversation goes something like this:- 

Me: No, I mean Aunty, I actually couldn't figure out where to put my hand.

Aunty: So you're going to touch my ass?

Me: So where should I have put my hand?

Aunty: Why, you could have put your hand on my back too, right?

Me: Huh-huh, I could have kept it, and I did. But……..

Aunty: But what else?

Me: But when you touched my ass, I thought I should too.

Aunty: Oh, whatever I do, you will do the same, right??

Me: No, that's not right, I thought, if you do that, I think you'll be happy.

Aunty: Yes, father, I am very happy, now let me tell you something.

Me: What, aunty? 

Aunty: Does anything come out of that?

I bow my head and say, "Whoa - whoa - whoa."

Wow, that's really good.

He probably said to himself, "That's what I want."

He said, "Listen, you sit here. I'll go and see what Ami is doing."

I sat down. He went to me and said, "Go, go to Simon's house and watch TV."

He called me and said, "You take him, sit him in front of the TV, and leave."

I will wait for you. 

I took Ami to our house. I turned on the TV, put her on the cartoon channel, and told her I'll be back in a bit. You keep watching the cartoons.

Saying this, I went to Aunty's house.

When I got to Aunty's room, I saw Aunty taking off her blouse. She was almost done wearing her saree. Seeing that, I felt very bad. Damn, why did I leave Aunty?

Aunty smiled when she saw me.

I smiled in return, but mine was very dry.

Aunty seemed to understand right away. She came to me, put her hand on my shoulder, and hugged me.

He said, "What's the matter, are you upset?"

Me: No, nothing like that. 

Aunty: Listen, don't ever tell anyone what you saw today. If you do, we'll lose our dignity. You can't even tell any of your friends. Okay?

Me: Okay, Aunty. I won't tell anyone, but will I get anything for not telling?

Aunty: I don't know if you will get anything, but before that, answer some of my questions.

Me: Okay, tell me.

Aunty: What is the color of your semen?

I was taken aback. I said, what do you mean?

Aunty: I mean, is that like water or thick like white yogurt?

Me: Not as thick as curd, but not as watery either. It was like water earlier, but now it is much thicker. 

Aunty: So I don't know if I can give it to you.

Me: (I didn't understand anything, I said) Why?

Aunty: If the semen is not thick, then you won't have a baby with that right now. And I have been wanting to have a baby from you for a long time, that's why. But we can try. Will you give me a baby?

Me: If we want to have a baby, we have to have sex.

Aunty: Yes, you have to do that. You will give me a child, and in return you can have sex with me as long as you want. But, you can't tell anyone about that child.

Me: It's great to know that I can do it with you, but this will be an illegitimate child. Don't you feel bad about that?

Aunty: Listen, you don't have to know all this, just tell me if you agree or not.

Me: If you don't have any problem, what else do I have? 

Aunty: Never tell anyone about this again, that's the condition.

Me: Okay, I agree.

Aunty: Come on, let's see what kind of child you can give birth to.

Come on, aunty.

Aunty hugged me and said, "When have you done this before?"

No, I've never seen a girl's vagina, and I never will.

Good, I'll teach you everything. Listen, tell me when it's time for you to leave.

Why?

Because I don't want to let even a drop of that go out. Come on, there's about an hour from now. Whatever you have to do in the meantime, your uncle will come back. 

My body is completely yours for the next hour. You can touch me wherever you want, do whatever you want with me.

Really?

Huh, true.

Saying this, he lay down on the bed. I then sat next to him.

I sat down and pulled the sash away from her chest. Her chest was exposed in front of me. I kissed her chest. I unhooked her blouse one by one.

While opening her bra, she stood up a little and opened it herself with her hands behind her back. Her naked breasts were in front of me, I said, "Shall I suck them?"

He said, "I told you, do whatever you want." 

And besides, if you have sex with me today, you won't have a baby.

Today is your practice match. The final is in 5-7 days. I got addicted to playing with her breasts. Girls' breasts are so beautiful,

Maybe I would have seen this thing in another 10 years.

But I can see it today. I felt very lucky. I held both of them and started pressing the nipples. Hey, press gently, it hurts.

But you said you could do whatever you wanted.

Huh, you can do that, but, if you press so hard, it hurts me. Okay, you do it.

I started to press again to satisfy my desire. 

Then I put my face in one. I kept pressing another.

Suck this one once, then that one again.

While doing this, I suddenly felt like it was time to see the ghoul.

I then went and sat at his feet.

I kept lifting her saree up while looking into her eyes.

I'm lifting it up little by little and the heaviness in my chest is increasing.

What about girls' vaginas? I heard they have hair there, curly hair.

It's like a very fluffy petticoat. I've also heard that it's very soft. Thinking about many things, I lifted her saree up to her waist.

I saw a small triangular-shaped spot of light brown (compared to my aunt's skin). At the bottom, there was a thick, black spot.

Aunty held her legs together so that the gap between her vaginas looked like a thick scar.

I started to see that extraordinary scene with my eyes filled. 

I kissed her passionately. Aunty couldn't stay silent any longer. She said, "Suck it, honey, suck it." My senses returned. Where am I kissing?

Aunty pees here. I moved my face away. Aunty's eyes widened in surprise. She said,

What happened, why did you turn away?

I said, 

I said, 

You pee there, can you suck with your mouth there?

If you don't suck it, I won't let you do anything else, I mean suck it.

I felt bad. They were trying to force me to do it, I didn't like it.

My face became smaller. He realized that I didn't like that.

Then he said, "If you had seen me take a bath, you wouldn't have done that again."

Even though it's not there, I washed it 5 times with soap. You can smell the smell, if it makes you feel even a little bad, you don't have to do anything. I sniffed there again as he said.

Honestly, there's no bad smell at all.

I gave her a kiss, then said, "No, I can't, Aunty."

I feel like it. Aunty said, "Okay, okay."

You don't have to suck it now. I'll suck it when you want it, I won't tell you anything before then.

Aunty, are you angry? 

No, I'm not angry. Actually, I understand that it can happen at first.

This happened to me at first too.

When you learn, you won't have to tell me yourself anymore.

You will do it yourself. Do one thing and go to bed.

I lay down like an obedient son. Suddenly he got up.

I was surprised. He left me alone.

He came back within 20 seconds. 

A can of Boost in one hand and a can of honey in the other.

He took a spoonful of Boost and put it in his mouth and then put another spoonful in my mouth.

Then he said, "Well, when you don't suck my pussy, suck this."

I was very surprised to hear the word "pussy" from my aunt's mouth.

I didn't expect to hear anything like that.

I've known for a long time that many bad people use these words to abuse others.

Then he became active. He put his mouth on my face with that boosted mouth.

He started sucking my upper lip.

I also started sucking his sweet lips.

I never expected that girls' lips could be so beautiful.

I hugged her obsessively.

Then I hugged him and lay on him and sucked for a while, then he got on top of me and sucked for a while.

A long time passed like this. 

The first long French kiss of my life made my head spin.

I had my eyes closed the whole time.

At one point, he let go of my lips and sat up.

I looked at him and saw that his whole face had turned red. He said, "Your face is as red as an apple."

I smiled. I said, "You're in the same situation."

Then he jumped on me again. Then he started sucking the veins in my neck hard. I didn't know whether to laugh or not because of his sucking.

I felt dizzy. The sensation of sucking my lips for so long was a hundred times better than what I had felt before, and it filled my body. Afterwards, I had to wear a shirt for 3/4 days.

My throat was sore. He stopped at one point. Then he did the same thing in two places on my chest. I never imagined it would be so good.

He was on my navel all this time. 

Then he put his hand on my trousers. He grabbed the rubber band of the trousers and pulled it down. I helped by raising my buttocks.

My spring pendulum, which was vibrating at a specific spring constant, opened up in front of him. He had touched it there once before.

But it was over the trousers.

Now he looked at me and held my hand very gently. I felt a shock in my body. He now kissed the head of my penis gently.

I thought he might suck it this time to explain that it wasn't a big deal. But no, he got out of bed with a kiss. Then he brought the second box.

He took out half a spoonful of honey and took it in his hand. Then he grabbed my penis with that hand and rubbed it on my penis. Then he sucked first the tip and then the whole penis in his mouth.

While sucking, my cock was going down her throat.

I started shaking like a cut koi fish.

He put his right hand in my mouth, I kept sucking his fingers. And he was taking my dick, the whole dick in his mouth at once,

And once he was taking it all out. I closed my eyes. At one point, I suddenly felt that his face had become very warm, soft, and slippery.

It was an incredibly good feeling. I looked at it and thought, "Hey, this isn't her face." She put my cock in her pussy. I never expected it to be so hot.

He placed his hands on either side of me and started to sit up and down. His breasts were shaking in front of me. I was watching that. By this time, it was time for me to leave.

I said, Aunty will be out in a while. aunty chodar golpo

Aunty suddenly stopped. I was surprised again. Why would she swing her hips so loudly now that she had stopped and started breathing.

I said, Aunty, should I go up?

He said no, you don't have to do anything. I'll do whatever I have to do.

After 10-15 seconds, he sat there without moving his waist and started crushing me with his penis. This time I understood why he took a breath.

Within half a minute, hot semen came out of my penis.

I found absolute peace. He too was panting. He lay down on my chest.

I was rubbing his back. 

He rubbed his head on my chest for a while. Then after staying like this for a while, he raised his head. He kissed my lips.

But this time, just for a little while.

Then he left me.

He brought a handkerchief and wiped away the semen and his juices that had rolled down her vagina. Then he wiped away my dick too.

I sat up. I adjusted my trousers. He also adjusted my bra, blouse, and saree. I stood up. Then I looked at the two of them and smiled contentedly.

He said, "Come a little earlier tomorrow if you can."

I said okay and happily set off.

He called me. He said, what's the matter, are you leaving?

I waited like a fool. aunty chodar golpo

He said, "You should never leave like this."

At first I couldn't understand what he was trying to do. Then in a moment I understood what he wanted.

I came closer, I pulled her into my chest.

Then I sucked his lips and kissed him goodbye.

He said, "Come on, you've made some sense."

I went to his ear and whispered, "Today you fucked me. Tomorrow I will fuck you, be ready."

Okay, honey, from now on, my body will always be ready for you.

I am happy.

I gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead, a firm squeeze on the left side, turned my head, and ran away.

Because I know that if I look at him, it will be difficult for me to come, because I have fallen in love with him.

When I got home, I told my mother that your mother was calling you.

I turned off the TV and went to my room. I buried my face in the pillow and started thinking, what the hell happened, who knew I was so happy today?

My heart was filled with happiness as I thought about fucking her under me tomorrow.

After taking a shower, I freshened up, ate a little, and headed towards college. After returning from college, I took a nap and woke up around 8 am.

I washed my hands and face and sat down to read. 

But I can't concentrate on reading anymore. When will the night be over, when will I be able to go to Auntie's again? I'm looking at the book, my mind is on Auntie.

Aunty's beautiful face, Aunty's open chest, Aunty's naked body floated before my eyes. I remembered kissing Aunty. I started thinking,

Where did Aunty learn to kiss so beautifully? Then I thought, what will I do if I do this every day and one day Aunty won't let me do anything anymore?

How will I spend my days? No, I have to do something about it. Somehow, I have to make aunty permanent. But how? I can't marry aunty after killing uncle.

So what can be done? Because it could be that the aunt just wants to have a child,

Then you won't recognize me anymore. So, you have to do what you have to do before you have a baby.

But what should I do? After much thought, I came up with a draft plan.

Girls are not happy just by getting fucked, aunty chodar golpo

I know this. Why only girls, do boys also get married just for sex? Of course not. I started thinking from the opposite direction, first see what boys want.

Of course, it's okay for guys to get married to have sex. But once you get married, everyone can have sex.

So why do some people's families survive well and others' families don't? So why don't the wives of those whose families don't survive well let them have sex? This is definitely not right.

So they definitely don't have a good relationship. Why not?

They may not be able to give each other what they want.

Maybe the wife wants to talk a little, go for a walk, spend some time, but her husband may not be able to do that due to lack of time. He falls asleep as soon as he comes home from the office.

I ate it at night and then put it on my wife and went back to sleep.

In the morning, they go back to work and their day goes by without them even knowing how. Suddenly, one day, they discover that 20 years have passed.

Then he might want to take his wife back to her previous state, but he can't.

Because the wife, in the midst of her busy schedule, doesn't even know when she has passed her youth and youth. After that, they never get along again. For this, what should have been done at the beginning.

Another thing that girls want is a comfortable life. As the saying goes, when poverty comes through the door, love escapes through the window. aunty chodar golpo

I wish I could solve all of Auntie's financial problems. But how?

I don't earn any income myself. What should I give to my aunt?

Anyway, I can assure him that whenever something happens to me, I will help him in any way possible.

Aunty Chodar Golpo

Once I thought about blackmailing her, but I immediately dropped the idea.

Because you can get fucked once or twice by force, but you can't get love.

No, don't think about blackmailing by taking pictures or videos.

I want Aunty for life, not for a day or two. If necessary, I will marry Aunty.

What are you doing, Alif?

I jumped out of the chair. I opened the door. I saw my mother standing there.

What are you doing? I called you so many times, but you didn't answer. Were you sleeping?

No, I mean, Mom, I was thinking a lot about something I was reading, so I didn't notice.

Do you see what time it is? It's 10:30. Let's eat quickly. You're done, let's go now.

Okay, let's go.

After eating, I lay down and started thinking. After a while, I fell asleep. At night, I dreamed that my aunt was leaving the house. I jumped up and woke up.

I saw that my whole body was sweating. I looked at the clock and saw that it was four o'clock. I turned on the fan and went inside the mosquito net. I couldn't sleep. I thought about it again and fell asleep around six in the morning.

Around seven o'clock, my mother called me. I ate and went to college. There were three classes, but I skipped two. I told my friend, "You keep the class notes, I'll get them from you later." I went straight home.

Aunty Chodar Golpo

Mom asked, "Why did you come so early today? Are you feeling unwell?"

No, Mom, I'm fine. Today, Bengali Madam is not feeling well, so I didn't come. And that's why this class won't be held, so I'm leaving.

Oh, okay. Go, go to the room. If there's a practical class in the afternoon, write it down.

Okay, Mom.

I threw the bag in the room. After changing my clothes, I went to Aunty Laila's house next door. I saw that the door was open, only the luggage was packed. I pushed it in. With the eyes of an eagle and the ears of a bat, I started looking for my beloved aunty. I called out, "What should I do?"

I came running. "What, brother?"

Where is your mother? 

Mom sews at home.

Okay, you go, go to our house and watch TV.

Ami danced and went to the drawing room of our house. I also went with her and left the TV and the cartoon channel. She continued watching. I went to aunty's room with my chest full of tears.

I saw Aunty sitting on a chair, looking in the opposite direction and looking out the window, sewing. Aunty's silky, wavy hair was touching the legs of the chair.

I stomped my feet and stood behind Aunty. I gently put my hand on Aunty's shoulder. Aunty shivered a little. She looked around.

I said with a beautiful smile, "I'm here, I'm here to fuck you. You fucked me yesterday. I'll fuck you today."

Aunty also smiled and said, "Yes, I'm waiting for you to fuck me."

Aunty, are you okay?

Hey dad, I'm fine. 

Don't call me dad.

So what can I say?

I have a name, will you call me by my name?

Why? What happens if Dad says so?

Dad said it would be bad to touch you.

Okay, okay, honey. I'll call you Alif, Khushi.

Huh, you can call me Son. But Dad won't be able to say that.

Aunty held my hand and sat me down next to her. She took one of my hands under my arm and placed it on my back, and placed the other hand on my cheek. Then she started kissing me. After a while, she let go and said,

So tell me, how can I please you today? Should I suck your dick today too?

No. You don't have to do anything today. I'll do whatever I have to do today.

Did you learn everything in one day? 

Let's see, the test results will tell everything.

Can you suck that off of me?

(I bow my head) Yes, I can.

Stay, stay, you don't have to suffer and suck it up with resentment in your heart anymore.

It's not that I don't hate. But the way you loved me yesterday is incomparable. No matter how bad I feel, I will leave you with that joy today.

It's done, you don't have to bother anymore.

No, aunty, I will leave you with heavenly bliss. You deserve at least a little of the fun I had yesterday. Don't deprive me of giving it to you.

Well, if you're so stubborn, then do it. But before you do, let me give you some tips.

Wow, that's really good.

Huh, listen carefully. 

Okay, tell me.

I may be the first in your life, but many girls will come along the path of life, you will meet many girls...

(Pasting Aunty's face with her hand) Don't say things like that, Aunty. I feel bad hearing that. If you don't come into my life, I won't marry anyone else, Aunty. (Pasting her head on Aunty's chest) I love you, I don't want anyone else, no one else.

(Laughs a little), Okay, okay, I understand. No need to cry anymore.

He lifted me off his chest with his hands on either side of me and said…

Listen, I may not be able to clearly explain how much you love me. But remember one thing, girls want to have children from the man they love.

And you have proof of how much I love you. I want to have a baby from you. What more can I say?

Rather, you might forget about it in a few days if another girl comes into your life, as you are doing now.

Boys can't be satisfied with one girl. 

They are always looking for new bodies. I kept my head down. Tears kept falling from my eyes. Aunty patted my head and said, “I know it hurts you to hear this, it really hurts.

"But I can prove that this is not love. It is just physical need for you." I stared at him blankly.

"What, are you surprised to hear me say that? I know you don't lie. Ask yourself a little and tell me, did you think about me like this before yesterday? Or did you only think about me and wet your bedsheets and trousers at night?"

Aunty Chodar Golpo

nodded and was about to say something when she put her hand on my face.

He said, "You may be about to force yourself to say something against your will. But I wouldn't expect that from you. Ask yourself and then tell the truth."

I was defeated by him. I couldn't say that I loved him the same way I loved him two days ago.

I remained silent. After a short pause, I said, "Does that mean I don't love you? Isn't it true that I want you with all my heart?"

Do you love your body, nothing else?

No, that's not right, you love me. I want you to love me too. But what you have now is just passion and infatuation. If this were love, I would be the happiest.

But I don't want your life to be ruined because of me. I want you to marry a very beautiful girl and spend your life happily.

But can any girl love you like you? aunty chodar golpo

Why can't you? Of course you can. You may not be able to do it at first, but if you can teach me a little, all girls can do it. If they have a little intelligence in their head and if they love you from their heart, they will definitely be able to do it. And when you say that you should be loved, you love this, not my heart.

I was very surprised to hear what he said. How he was telling me everything that was on my mind so openly and I couldn't say anything in response. I said,

If this is emotional infatuation, then what is love?

If you ever compare love with a physical relationship, you will not understand what true love is. You love a person when his appearance, figure or wealth seem meaningless to you. You will always think about what makes him happy. Even if it is difficult for you, you will try to give him a little happiness. If you do something, do it for his pleasure, not for yourself. Give priority to his love first. That person will be important to you, not you. But I will try my best to get your true love.

I was very surprised to hear what he said. Where should I try to hold him, instead he is trying to hold me.

But you might be asking me today, how can you prove that it will remain like this even after two days?

Love can never be proven. But if you want it, I'm willing to give it to you. Tell me what you want.

I started to do it. 

What should I say? What should I ask of him? He has already given me his respect. What more can I ask of him?

I wanted one thing, but could you give it to me?

You don't want to marry me now. I can't give that to you. Because we live in a society. We have to follow the rules here. Ask for something that I won't have a problem giving. Remember, the word love means trust. Tell me what I can do to earn your trust.

I never expected to ask you for something like this. And besides, I feel like saying it. I feel so small. I can't say it.

Suddenly he grabbed my penis. I also grabbed his hand out of reflex. He said, "Hurry up, or I won't let go."

So I will never say it.

He then pushed me down. He jumped up from the chair, placed his legs on either side of me, and knelt down on my lower abdomen.

She held my hands and brought her face close to my ear. 

Tell me what you want from me, tell me quickly, otherwise I'll make your situation really bad today. You won't want to come back tomorrow.

As he said this, he gently bit my earlobe.

I burst out laughing. But he didn't want to leave. I couldn't stay any longer either.

With great difficulty, or perhaps because of his little help, I somehow freed one hand and started stroking his waist.

Unable to hold on any longer, he let go of my hands and lay down on top of me.

I held her tightly with both hands on her back. 

I pressed my chest against hers and threw her under me with a twist.

Now I'm on top of him. My legs are between his legs, my chest is on his chest. He and I both started panting.

Readers, you must have noticed that I started addressing him as you. He said, "Hey, don't tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want to keep you under my chest for the rest of my life. Can you fulfill this wish of mine?" I said, lifting my face from his ear.

I also want to be under your chest, honey, but how is it possible? Tell me a way?

I don't know. You said you can't marry me. Oh, don't marry me. But make an arrangement so that I can sleep with you under my chest every day.

Hey, do you want my picture or not? 

Why can't I ask?

(Laughing, laughing) Oh, you wicked devil, you had this intention in mind. Why couldn't you say this openly?

I was too afraid to tell you, in case you get angry. If you get angry with me, don't talk to me anymore.

So why are you angry about me taking your picture?

I'll take a picture of your bare chest. I'll take a picture of you kissing me.

But if someone sees it, it will be a disaster. Even if you take a picture like this, how can you print it?

Huh, that's right. So you tell me what to do.

I've heard that you can print from a computer, but a good printer is very expensive.

Computers are also very expensive. Who will buy them? A computer costs about fifty thousand taka.

There is a way, of course.

What? 

My father said that if I get a chance in a good subject at a very good university, he will buy me a computer.

Wow, that's good.

Huh, that'll be fine. The money will go to my father.

You won't be able to do it anymore. Wouldn't it be better?

I didn't expect you to stab me like this. This is my fate today just for money.

Look, Aunty, I didn't want to hurt you.

The face has just come out of the bag.

Forgive me, please. Aunty Chodar Golpo

Aunty turned her face to the other side. She remained silent. I looked into her eyes and saw that tears were flowing down her cheeks. I kissed her cheek.

Then I kissed his eyes. While kissing him, I kissed his tears and said,

Oh my, I see that your tears are salty too.

That didn't matter. This time I got up from him and sat down. I sat down and held his legs.

Sorry aunty, don't forgive me, I made a mistake.

Won't you forgive me? Wait, I'll see where you go without forgiving me.

Saying this, I slowly started raising my hands upwards. The more I raised them, the more he trembled. My hands reached his knees.

I am lifting the saree, but her face is expressionless.

This time I raised my hand and touched her thigh. That too was okay. Her saree had also come off. No, not like this. Something is wrong somewhere.

aunty chodar golpo

suddenly kissed her below the knee, then just below the knee, then above the knee. Then I put my head inside the saree.

I kiss her thigh once on this side and then once on that side. It continues like this. I can clearly see that she is trembling with each kiss.

The higher I climbed, the more the tremors increased. But his hands and face were inactive. He wasn't saying anything, nor was he doing anything with his hands.

This time I put aside all my hatred and kissed his valley.

And he couldn't stay. He spread his legs and left a big gap.

It was convenient for me to give my face. I smelled a light sweaty type smell,

I put my face on the soft clitoris. First a light kiss, 

Immediately, the kiss continued to increase in intensity. After kissing five or seven times, my hatred completely disappeared.

I didn't smell anything bad, nor did I taste anything strange.

So now I took her ass with both hands under her thighs, put her clitoris in my mouth, and started kissing and sucking her hard.

It didn't even take ten seconds,

I heard an ah-ah sound from my aunt's mouth.

I deliberately lifted my face from under the sari and tried to look at her face.

He grabbed my hair with one hand, lifted my sari with the other, pulled my head, and held it against his thighs again.

I became his slave.

I began to sip the Ganges River flowing from its gorge.

Immediately my mouth descended from her clitoris. I sucked on her vagina with my mouth and she was making all kinds of strange noises.

A few days ago, I saw in a student's physics notebook, aunty chodar golpo

The answer to what is sound is written as follows: "The sound that is made when something falls from above or when there is a loud noise is called sound."

Just as that student wrote such a poem because she didn't know the correct answer to what a word meant, I, too, am unable to explain the words spoken by that auntie because I don't have the correct lexical meaning.

But I know that all of these things together are called winter.

As time went on, the volume of his voice increased on a logarithmic scale.

At one point, I was afraid that if there was anyone outside the door, that person would definitely hear this scream. I paused for a moment.

He said: Don't stop, don't stop, please, not now.

Aunty Chodar Golpo

I raised my head with great difficulty and said, "Speak softly, Aunty, if anyone hears, it will be a disaster."

Aunty said okay with great difficulty and pulled the saree up over her chest.

And then he grabbed my head and pressed it against his exposed part again.

I could clearly see that he was slowly crying out in great pain.

After a while, he trembled and trembled a few times like a slaughtered chicken.

His body became bent like a tetanus patient.

My head is being held down by his hand. 

His waist is at least a foot above the bed. Just like the bowler shouts "How is that" when he is LBW in a cricket game,

He also shouted something similar.

I can't say exactly what he said then.

But I can say this much: if the decibels of that sound were measured, it would be no less than that of our domestic cricketer Mushfiqur Rahim.

He very slowly started lowering his hips down.

The head is still held with both hands. 

At one point, his tanpura touched the ground. He was panting very loudly. I tried unsuccessfully to raise my head a couple of times. He was still holding it down.

After some time, he started giving stones. 

At one point, he started stroking my head with one of his hands. He slowly lifted my head with both his hands. He saw that everything was stuck to my face. He wiped it off with the utmost care with the sleeve of his saree.

He also had a lot of strength. He pulled me closer with both hands from the bed.

I lay down on his chest again.

I clearly saw that his chest was making a thumping sound, rising and falling.

He pulled me closer and kissed me on the mouth. He kept kissing and sucking my lips. At one point, I let go of his lips myself. He looked at me with a little surprise.

I grabbed one of his knees and folded them like a D. He understood what I was going to do. Without saying a word, he held out his other leg.

Then I inserted my scepter into his slippery genitals.

I heard a sound like a farmer's gasp after the cool breeze hit his sweaty body. Today his tunnel had become terribly slippery.

I started piercing her with my half-foot long bamboo stick. She closed her eyes again in utter fascination. 

His two feet were planted on the ground like two sticks, looking up at the fan. And my body started swinging, just as if you tied the two sides of the spring and pulled it in the middle and released it.

The only difference is that in my case there was no visible friction or other obstruction.

I couldn't stay like this for long. After a while, I lay down on her and just kept moving the broom. Aunty realized that I was very tired and at the same time going towards extreme excitement.

Aunty herself gestured for me to stop and got up. She got up, but instead of resting her weight on me, she sat on her knees.

He inserted my scepter into the vagina and once applied pressure of several hundred kilopascals, then released it and created a pressure close to zero.

Due to the extreme pressure variations in the soft, hot, slippery environment, tornadoes, cyclones, and even Kalanithi all began.

Since he was leaning on his knees, I also held his waist with both hands and started to push him from below into the river. Soon the flood came, overflowing both the banks.

"Rahim, what a fool!" I shouted like Tarzan, the king of the jungle.

He was pushed a little higher by the force of the rushing water.

My condition also became like a bow. I closed my eyes and remained silent for a while.

He placed his head on my chest at this time. I didn't notice until now that he had uncovered his chest. I slowly opened my eyes. I saw his silky hair lying all over my face.

I rubbed his back for a while. I waited until my scepter came out like mango jam. Then I slowly moved him aside and sat next to him. At one point, his nipples