Aunty Sheen, Dee in Goa – Day 05 by An_Indian,An_Indian

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I slipped out of my T-shirt and shorts as I walked into the bathroom. Dee and Aunty Sheen had stripped too and were now standing naked under the shower. They smiled as I came in and relieved myself first. Then I joined them in the shower.

The shower was refreshing and I felt invigorated once more as the effects of the weed wore off considerably. There, we discussed the plans for the day as we lovingly washed each other’s naked, wet bodies under the cool water jets.

“The weather seems it would be cloudy today. It’s good for riding outdoors, right?” Aunty Sheen said while she rubbed soap on my smooth-shaven crotch.

Dee stood close behind Aunty Sheen and rubbed soap on her mother’s bare back and huge, round butt-cheeks.

“Yeah. It’s nice outside.” I agreed, rubbing soap on Aunty Sheen’s voluptuous, mature chest and fondling her big, black boobs gently.

“So, how about we fuck outside?” Dee suggested, putting her face on her mother’s shoulder from behind and washing Aunty Sheen’s deep, dark ass-crack.

“Wow! I was about to suggest that.” Aunty Sheen exclaimed and turned her head to kiss her daughter’s chubby cheek lovingly, “You know how much I love to fuck outdoors.” She grinned at me and squeezed my soft, slippery, thick dick gently.

“That sounds exciting!” I replied excitedly and pressed my mature aunt’s plump, soft tits, “Any ideas where we could go?” I asked, looking at Dee and Aunty Sheen.

“There are so many places, bro.” Dee said as she stepped out from behind her mother and stood close to me, “We could go to another beach. We could take a risk at some popular tourist spot, though I doubt there would be many people sightseeing in this weather. Still, it would be fun for us.” Dee grinned eagerly and rubbed the lather on my bare, firm buttocks.

“All right!” Aunty Sheen agreed and began to rub the soap on my arms.

“Yes. That would be hot.” I agreed and rubbed Dee’s lovely, large left tit with one hand while soaping her mother’s huge, mature boobs with the other.

This way, we talked some more about the different popular tourist sights we could go and fuck at. As the plan took hold, the three of us became increasingly excited. By the end, my excited, young dick was slightly aroused. Still, we wiped ourselves dry and stepped out naked from the bathroom. Just then, the doorbell rang. I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist while Dee and Aunty Sheen, who were naked, stood out of sight of the main door. I thanked the waiter, tipped him a few bucks and took the heavy-laden breakfast tray from him. Dee hurried to lock the door because my hands were full.

Around 10 AM, we started having our breakfast on the balcony. The cool, salty sea-wind felt refreshing on our naked bodies. Aunty Sheen, Dee and I chatted excitedly as we served breakfast. We sat back on the chairs with our plates and elaborated our plans even more. We hurried to finish breakfast because we had to do some preparations before going out. Once we finished breakfast I wrapped the towel around my waist and carried the tray with the used dishes out to the door. I kept it out of the door and locked the door behind once more.

I stepped out into the balcony to see Aunty Sheen and Dee beginning to clean several long, sticky green buds. The old newspaper was spread on the low, round coffee-table. Aunty Sheen and Dee had positioned their chairs so their back was to the balcony railing. This way, they shielded the weed from the strong salty wind that blew in from the sea. I took a seat opposite them and helped Dee and Sheen aunty light cigarettes. We smoked and chatted while our hands worked effortlessly to clear the sticks and seeds.

As usual, my eyes roved over their curvy, brown naked bodies. Dee’s young, firm boobs jiggled barely dangled down as she sat leaning forward on her chair. Aunty Sheen’s plump, mature boobs dangled and swayed visibly as she talked animatedly whilst cleaning the weed.

Once we cleaned a couple of handfuls of the icky-sticky we started rolling the joints. Aunty, Dee and I had been smoking weed for over 2 years by then and were good at rolling straight, long joints. We finished rolling 10 thick, long spliffs at the end.

Right then, the weather turned drearier. It started to drizzle too. The tiny droplets of rain were flung hard into the balcony by the strong sea-wind. Aunty Sheen grabbed the ten joints and we went into the room. Once inside, we hurried to get ready.

Sacrilegious Sex in Church

(11AM — 2PM, Thursday 30th October 2008)

It was few minutes past 11 A.M. when the three of us finished getting ready. Keeping in mind the rainy weather, I wore light clothes which would dry up easily. I had put on a black vest underneath a black windcheater. I wore a pair of black-colored nylon sweatpants below. I didn’t bother to wear underwear and let my dick and balls dangle freely inside. I slipped on my sneakers and turned around to look at Aunty Sheen and Dee.

Aunty Sheen looked hot like a slut. She had her dark, wavy hair in a ponytail and dark red lipstick on her thin, severe lips. On top, she was wearing a small, tight-fitting black vest. It burst out and strained to hold her huge, motherly boobs within because Sheen aunty was not wearing a bra underneath. She had put on a black-colored windcheater too.

Below, Aunty Sheen wore a dark-blue, flared mini-skirt which ended just above her knees. The small skirt was pulled up noticeably at the back because her giant, round ass-cheeks strained the fabric at her behind. I noticed the way her enormous, round butt-cheeks jiggled freely and I knew she wasn’t wearing panties too. The two large flowers on the back of the skirt were placed perfectly on her huge, globular booty-cheeks. I loved the way the small, loose skirt showed off her thick, brown shapely legs and her tiny feet encased in sneakers.

Dee looked sexy though. She too had put her hair in a high ponytail and put on glossy pink lipstick. She was only wearing a tight, slim bandeau bra on top which squished her lovely, large, round tits together and created an enormous, deep cleavage. She had pulled a dark-blue windcheater over it. Dee wore a black, cotton knee-high skirt. The thin, stretchy fabric clung fiercely to her flared, curvy waist and outlined her sexy, large bubble butts enticingly. The lack of panty-line told me she was not wearing underwear too. The clingy skirt ended above Dee’s knees and showed off her thick, round thighs and shapely, wide calves. She too wore a pair of sneakers on her tiny feet.

Aunty Sheen swung her wide, rounded hips as she walked over the table in the corner of the room. There, she began filling the sling-bag with everything we would need outdoors. She first stuffed several sex-toys of hers and Dee’s into the bag. This included a couple of butt-plugs and vibrators each. She then put a couple of water bottles, a fresh pack of cigarettes, two lighters, the ten thick joints in a pencil-case, two small towels and a pack of tissue papers over these. We put our cellphones and wallets in our windcheaters. I hooked the loaded sling-bag over my shoulders but up front and walked out of the room. Aunty locked the door carefully and we went down to the parking lot.

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