We chatted excitedly in hushed tones as we walked down the stairs. I was walking behind and watched my mature aunt’s plump, huge ass cheeks swaying. I would switch over and watch my sexy, curvy cousin’s large, bubble-shaped booty cheeks jiggle hard with each step. I felt a stirring in my sweatpants even before we reached the store up front. I was getting increasingly excited with our plans.
Dee had suggested we go to the St. Francis Church in Velha, Old Goa. We had visited this immense, historic church several times before and had had sex within it every single time. This time too we decided to have some sneaky, sacrilegious fun in the church. We didn’t know if there would be tourists around or not so we had a few other options open too.
When we stepped out of the shade of the guest-house in front, I noticed it had started drizzling very lightly. The strong sea wind blew very tiny droplets at us as we walked to the small parking lot below our rooms. As usual, Sheen aunty rode with me while Dee followed us close on her scooter. Aunty sat really close to me with her huge, soft, bra-less breasts pressing hard on my back. She pressed her thick, bare thighs alongside my thighs and wrapped her bare, thick arms loosely around my waist. She slid her left hand underneath my windcheater and cupped my dangling cock and balls over my loose, puffy sweatpants.
Once we rode ahead of Calangute Circle the small road had less traffic. The wind still blew tiny droplets of water on my face and dampened my dark, long hair. Aunty Sheen began talking dirty to me once we hit the road to Panji. She caressed and fondled my ball-sack over my sweatpants and told me all the naughty things she wanted to do to me and Dee. She went into details about her lusty plans and promised we’d have an unforgettable time.
By the time we drove around the roundabout before Panji and started driving along the Mandovi River, I was very aroused. My huge, stiff dick poked a small tent in my loose sweatpants. I didn’t mind getting a stiffy while riding because there was very less two-wheeler traffic on the road. People passing us in cars to the right couldn’t see Aunty Sheen’s left hand was under my windcheater.
We reached Velha around 12 PM and Aunty Sheen finally stopped teasing me. She pulled her hand out from under my windcheater as we rode into the parking lot for the Se Cathedral. We parked our scooters close to the entrance. There were only a handful of other rented scooters parked. So we knew only a few fools were out and about in the cold, drizzling weather. I waited for a minute or so for my erection to soften. I love fucking in public but not to the extent of walking with a stiffy on the streets.
We paid the parking lot attendant and I noticed him ogling Dee and Aunty Sheen’s shapely, brown legs. They pretended not to notice and walked out of the parking lot. I followed them as we made our way across the large road and towards the church. I watched my aunt and cousin’s lovely, large buttocks swaying and jiggling as they walked a few steps ahead. They were eager to get into the huge white church. I felt my dick stirring once more as I ogled their lovely, large behinds entice me all the way to the entrance.
We stepped through the huge, brown doors and I was again awestruck by its cavernous height. The golden brown stones within glowed dully with the golden light coming from the altar. Luckily, we were among the handful of other tourists who were in the church at the time. I could see only the small group of old white ladies admiring the artworks along the walls up at the left of the huge, raised altar. The big arches on each side wall were almost dark. A thick strip of dull light coming in through the wide open doorways illuminated the area near the entrance.
Back then, security wasn’t too tight at the church. There were barely a few people from the maintenance staff hanging around the church property at the time. We paused at the doorway and I pointed to the first arch to the right. We tiptoed under the arch and stood with our backs against the far corner. Dee and Aunty Sheen had pushed me into the corner and crowded around me, with Dee pressing against me from the left while Aunty Sheen closed in at my right. I grinned as I pulled their skirts up hurriedly and put my moist, cool palms on their soft, clean-shaven crotches.
“Oohh…” Aunty Sheen moaned when I touched her big, prominent clit.
“Sshh…” Dee hissed at the same time when I brushed my fingertips on her moist, warm cunt.
“Mm…” I moaned in turn when I felt my aunt and cousin grab my excited dick from over the sweatpants.
“Muah… Muah… Mm… Muah… Yeah…” Aunty Sheen and Dee began kissing my cheeks and moaning encouragements.
I had an eye out at the main door and was listening to the soft murmur of the group of tourist at the front of the church. It was thrilling to finger-fuck my slutty aunt and horny cousin with the fear of being caught by, and offending a bunch of old white ladies. I knew we could leave before they could let anyone know but the thought of it turned me on immensely.
“Aaahhh…” I groaned long and low when Aunty Sheen pulled my waistband down and let my thick, long dick free in the cool, damp air.
Aunty Sheen started stroking my big, hard cock slowly and deliberately while Dee cupped my smooth scrotum down below. I loved the way their soft, moist hands worked wonderfully on my cock and balls. I had started to slide my thin long forefinger into Dee and Aunty Sheen’s warm, wet cunts. They had spread their feet apart on the ground so I could reach their hungry pussies more conveniently. I slid my index finger all the way into their warm, wet depths and started to rub their G-spots with expert hands.
“Mm… Hmm… Hmm… Hm… Hmm… Hmm…” Aunty Sheen and Dee moaned faster and faster the more I fingered their G-spots.
At the same time, Dee and Aunty Sheen were fondling and jerking me fiercely too. My young, hard dick stood completely thick and erect in my aunt’s small hand. Dee’s arm was buried into my sweatpants as she slowly yet steadily massaged my ball-sack. After several minutes of this my hands were cramping up so I hurried my fingering even more.
“Mph! Mh! Hmm! Mph! Mmh!” Dee and Aunty Sheen bit down on their lips and moaned and mumbled softly with increasing excitement.
I pressed my palms harder on their large, sensitive clits and rubbed their G-spots with my fingertips vigorously. I could now hear the muffled sloppy sounds coming from their crotches as they neared orgasm. I was almost panting with the effort now as I kept on fingering their slippery, warm pussies while trying to keep my excited, thick dick in check.
“Oh shit!” Dee swore softly and was the first to orgasm.
I felt a rush of her slick, warm cunt-cream on my left hand as she climaxed hard.
“Ah!” Aunty Sheen almost cried aloud as she came hard the very next instant.
Sheen aunt’s warm, slick pussy-juices gushed out harder than her daughter’s and soaked my right hand completely.
“Fuck…” I swore softly in amazement at this and kept on fingering their G-spots and rubbing their clits for several more seconds.