My Aunt
By Dev 


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What happens when I meet my Sexy Aunt in Punjab.


6 months ago, I went to visit my Father's cousin in Punjab. He lived in a small 
village near Amritsar. 

Now the people in Punjab are pretty huge and stronger than the people of other 
regions. And my Uncle was a typical Punjabi. Standing 6ft5, he was built like a 
tank for his 300 pounds. He met me at the station. He had 2 sons who were 
attending School in Chandigarh. So he lived alone with his wife. My Aunt was 10 
years younger than my 44year old Uncle. He told me that I had seen them only 
once before 15 years ago when I was 4.

We reached his house where my Aunt greeted us. She was a Goddess, with such a 
beautiful face and the body, which Atlanta would love to have. She was an inch 
shorter than my 5ft11 but was very stockily built. She had very broad shoulders 
and her hands looked pretty massive in her half sleeved Kameez. She was wearing 
the traditional dress called Salwar-Kameez (Kameez is like a half sleeved Tee-
Shirt, but lengths up to the knees. 'Salwar' is like parallel trousers, which 
remains covered up to the knees by the 'Kameez').

After freshening up I went to the kitchen where my Aunt was serving traditional 
Punjabi Dinner. Early next morning I was awakened by the shrill noise of the 
tractor. I went outside. My Uncle was riding it.

"Hey Varun! You want to come with me to the paddy fields." He asked me in his 
habitual booming voice.

"No Uncle! I am still a bit tired."

"OK! Then we will go tomorrow. As of now I have to go, but we'll meet in the 
afternoon." He said as he drove off.

I came to my room and lied down on the bed again. This time I was awakened by 
the voice of my Aunty. "Varun! It is already 10 a.m. Freshen up before I serve 
the breakfast."

"I'll be there in a moment Aunt." I said as she left the room.

After breakfast, she asked me if I wanted to accompany her to the Cowshed. I 
agreed as we made our way to the shed, which was at the back of the house. Three 
cows were tied to the Neem trees. I observed her in amazement as she 
effortlessly picked up a rather heavy looking sack full of grains and put them 
over the low roof of the shed. There was 1 more sack lying on the ground as she 
picked up another one. I tried to pick up the remaining one but to my surprise 
and embarrassment I could barely move it. Noticing my embarrassment she said, 
"Those are rather heavy sacks. You need to have some practice before you can 
start lifting them."

"But how come you lift them with such ease?" I asked her

She did not answer but rolled up the sleeves of her Kameez and looked at me. 
They were extremely thick and looked very firm. And then she flexed her biceps. 
Two mighty bulges appeared in her arms. This sight awed me. Even in normal 
position her arms would have measured 14 inches. But when she flexed they topped 
the scales at atleast 16 and half inches.

"Go ahead. Feel them." She ordered.

I reached out and placed my palms on her biceps. They were so smooth but 
extremely firm. They felt like marbles. I felt my friend down there getting 
stiff. Reluctantly I removed my hands from those sexy muscles.

"Wow! They look so strong Aunty." I exclaimed.


"Thanks. You get these when you work in the fields." She said proudly.


Later in the afternoon after lunch, I asked her if she would like to armwrestle 
me.

"Sure." She said. Then she added vey erotically. "I could wrestle too if you 
want."

I wasn't going to let this moment go waste. "You might be stronger but I am a 
pretty good wrestler. I think, I could beat you there."

"How about the armwrestling first." She said rolling up her sleeves once again.

As we gripped hands, her hand completely engulfed mine. Her fist was so big that 
mine looked like that it belonged to a 10 year old child. But her wrists were 
amazing. They were so thick that oth of my wrists could be squeezed into her 
single wrist. Needless to say, they looked amazingly strong.

We started as I counted 1..2……3. Within 4 seconds she pinned my arms to the 
table and to demonstrate her victory, kept them pinned there for a long time 
even as I tried frantically to free them. Then she squeezed my hand so hard that 
I let out a huge scream as tears rolled down my eyes. She let go off my hand 
immediately.

"Now we wrestle." She said, as she opened her Kameez and slid down her salwar. 
Now that was a sight to behold. Her bra contained the firmest breasts I had ever 
seen in my life. Reluctantly I removed my sight from them to expect the rest of 
her body. Her massive shoulders were heavily muscled just like her mighty arms. 
And her thighs looked like iron pillars. So massively thick and muscular. They 
were at least 28 inches. My friend downwards elevated to a complete right angle 
and all the time kept on getting bigger and bigger at the sight of this muscle 
bound Goddess.

Grinning, she advanced towards me. "You wanted to wrestle me. Didn't you? Well 
it seems that your wish is going to become true."

She took me in an intoxicatingly tight bear-hug which lifted me off the ground.

All of a sudden I heard a noice as my Uncle came in to the room and looked at us 
in shock…………………….

To be continued.