Kya batau dosto mene kaise control kiya wo movement. Mene usko computer on karke diya or uski sister kuch kaam karne lagi. Me bahar jake baith gaya or...tv dekhne laga or sochne laga kis tarah aaj isko chodu me. Kuch der baad uski sister waha aai or muje bye bolkar waha se chali gai.Me bahut khush hua ki wo chali gai or bina darwaza lagaye me sidha andar ki room me gaya, usko chair se uthaya or kiss karne laga. Dheere dheere me uske boobs ko dabane laga. Usne mera sir pakad rakha tha or apni. We came up with a conversation about how the poor guy felt after watching the live show. We laughed like hell.In the flow, I admitted that I also liked someone watching and it felt different. He got up, just wrapped a towel said I will be back in a minute. He stepped out and came back with 3 guys. He said, “Neha you have your audience. Would you like to go for another round?” I was like, “What the hell? No. Please ask them to leave.”Sameer said, “Darling, you said you liked someone watching. For me this was a new experience and I wanted to see more, I was a late developer so my body was probably 2 years behind the normal, I knew this because after sports all the boys would shower together and the size of the senior boys dicks were maybe two times that of mine, in addition I had no facial or pubic hair on my body. I stilled looked like a youthful boy rather than a growing young man.For me having aunty sleeping next to me became an exciting experience every night as my heart beat. She lets out a slight moan and reaches one hand out to grab his huge black dick and starts to stroke it. The bf is confused, jealous, mad, and most of all surprised since he expected her to freak out when he walked in but now here they are. The bf finally manages to blurt out "what the fuck are you doing" and she looks down at him and says you always say you want me to be more open and try different things and now that I am you are getting mad. Then she lifts her head from the bed and takes.