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The Houseguest's Tongue

Hello friends! How is everyone? Until now, I have shared my stories with Rashmi Miss with all of you. From now on, a brand new series titled "The Houseguest's Tongue" is starting. Please read this story as well and show your support!

The beautiful auntie in this story is Manasa. She is 28 years old and has been married for three years, but they don't have any children yet. If I have to describe her figure, she has 34 30 36,

She has a full chest, a voluptuous body, and the shape of a porcelain doll. Her heavy, shapely hips are enough to drive anyone crazy just by looking at them. In a saree, she looks like a living goddess, and when she wears tight clothes, every single curve pops out to mesmerize your eyes. That is how beautiful our Manasa Auntie is.

The hero of this story is Manu. He has just finished his B. E. and is a young, energetic guy looking for a job. Having moved to a new city in search of work, Manu is hunting for a PG accommodation, but none of them seem to suit him. That is when his brother-in-law arranges for him to stay at a friend's house--and that happens to be Manasa Auntie's home.

At 3:00 PM in the afternoon, Manu arrives at Manasa Auntie's house and rings the bell. Someone opens the door from the inside. Manu bends down to take off his shoes, and as the door swings open, he looks up. She is wearing red leggings and a white top. She has thick, shapely legs and beautiful feet. As his gaze travels higher, Manasa's thick thighs, tightly wrapped in those red leggings, catch Manu's eyes. Looking further up, he sees her heavy breasts inside the white top, looking as if they are bursting to come out. And Auntie's face--ahhh, those luscious, full red lips and eyes adorned with kohl completely mesmerize Manu. He completely stops untying his shoes and just stares at her.The Houseguest's Tongue фото

Manasa: "Who is it?"

Manu: "Hi ma'am, I am Manu. My brother-in-law Rakesh told me there is a vacant room in your house and arranged a PG setup for me here. Are you Sagar's wife, Manasa?"

Manasa: "Oh! Hello Manu, please come in. I completely forgot that you were coming today, I am so sorry."

Manu: "Ma'am, why are you saying sorry? You were right, I appreciate you. Let me just take off my shoes and come in."

Saying this, he takes off his shoes, leaves them outside, and steps in. In his mind, Manu thinks, (Wow, man! How gorgeous is she? A man must have done some immense good deeds in his past life to get a wife like her. She looks like an absolute goddess. If I get a woman like this, I will never go to work after marriage!) Admiring everything, he walks further inside. It is a luxurious 2BHK house, and seeing the place, he is even more floored. Just then,

Manasa: "Manu, please sit down. I'll bring some juice."

Manu: "Okay, ma'am."

Manasa: "Why all this 'ma'am' stuff? Rakesh is like a brother-in-law to me, just address me normally."

Manu: "Okay, then can I call you Manasa Auntie?"

Manasa: "Call me whatever makes you happy."

Manu: "And please don't use formal pronouns like 'Aap/Taavu' with me. Just call me Manu. I am much younger than you, no need for formalities."

Manasa: "Okay Manu, here, have some juice."

She hands him the juice and sits down on the sofa chair directly across from Manu, crossing her legs. At that moment, she looks incredibly sexy.

Her thick legs are crossed one over the other, highlighting her heavy thighs in those red leggings--ahhhh. As she sits there swaying her leg, her thighs jiggle slightly, and her heavy, pomelo-like breasts sway beautifully. Ohhh!

Manu is already a bit of a playboy type and has plenty of past sexual experience with multiple girls. Looking at this gorgeous body and Manasa's stunning figure completely blows his mind. As he sips the juice while staring at her, he secretly wishes he could just suck those bouncing breasts and drink her milk. Staring intently at her chest, he finishes his juice and places the glass down on the table.

Manasa: "So Manu, what did you study?"

Manu: "Auntie, I did my B. E. in Computer Science."

Manasa: "Oh wow, super Manu! I also studied CS. I worked for two years and left the job after marriage. My husband studied ECE, but he always wanted to be a businessman, so he is running a business now."

Manu: "I'm so glad to hear that, Auntie. Since you are a CS engineer, you have to help me whenever I have a doubt, you can't say no, plzzzzz!"

Manasa: "Oh, come on, of course I'll help you!"

Manu: "Thanks Auntie. How is your husband's business going? What time does he usually come home?"

Manasa: "He returns in the evening, Manu. Come, I have fully cleaned and prepared your room, let me show it to you."

She takes him to show the room, which happens to be right next to theirs.

Manasa: "Freshen up, Manu, and then we'll have lunch. After that, I'll show you the whole house."

Hearing this, Manu freshens up and comes out. They both sit at the dining table and have lunch together. Afterwards, Auntie takes him around to show him the rest of the house. As Manasa climbs the stairs to go upper floor, her heavy ass sways side to side, cheeks rubbing against each other as they bounce up and down. Manu just keeps his eyes locked onto Auntie's hips the entire way up the stairs.

Manu could barely keep his eyes on the layout of the house. Walking right in front of him was a certified, Grade-A sex bomb. Every time she moved, the hypnotic sway of her heavy, round ass and the breathtaking curves of her body sent a violent jolt straight to his crotch. His dick hardened instantly inside his shorts. If this is just the first impression, he thought, his eyes glued to her voluptuous figure as she showed him around, how the hell am I going to control myself living under the same roof as this auntie?

By evening, Manasa Auntie's husband, Sagar, returned home. He was incredibly welcoming, instantly putting Manu at ease. "Stay here as long as you need, buddy," Sagar said warmly, slapping his shoulder. "Don't stress about a thing. Feel free to share anything with us, just make yourself at home." After a comfortable dinner together, everyone headed to their respective rooms.

By 11:30 PM, the house was dead silent--until the walls of Manu's room began to vibrate.

"Ahhh... mmm... oh yes, dear... ahaha... baby, come on, now... ahhh, mmm... do it faster! Harder, sweetheart! Ahaha... ahaha... oh god, mmm..."

It was Manasa. Her raw, breathless whimpers cut through the quiet night. In the master bedroom, Sagar was driven wild by her voice. "Sweetheart, the way you moan gives me such an extra kick," Sagar groaned, his voice thick with lust. "Hearing you like this makes me want to keep fucking you forever. Take it, my love... ah, ha, ha!"

Listening to the rhythmic, wet sounds of them coupling, Manu's blood turned to pure fire. Manasa's desperate, high-pitched whimpers made his manhood throb violently, stretching his underwear to its absolute limit.

"Come on, honey, fuck me... fuck me! Ahaha... mmm... thrust it in, pound it deep! Ah, don't stop, don't slow down, baby! Push it all the way inside me! Ahhh... oh god, yes!"

Unable to take the torture any longer, Manu gripped his throbbing shaft and began to stroke himself furiously in the dark, matching the rhythm of the desperate slaps and moans coming from the next room. But in his blind, jerking frenzy, his hand caught the edge of a steel water bottle on the nightstand.

Clang! It crashed heavily against the floor.

The noises in the next room stopped instantly.

"Sweetheart," Sagar whispered loudly, panting. "We completely forgot Manu is in the house. I think he just woke up."

"Hey, no he didn't," Manasa panted back, her voice dripping with desperation. "He must have just knocked something over in his sleep. Forget about it, come on, continue! I can't take it anymore... keep pounding me. Come on, fuck your wife's tight pussy, do it now!"

"Alright, my little sex queen," Sagar growled, diving back in. "Open wide for my cock, I'm going to flood your slutty pussy with my warm cream."

The heavy, rhythmic thuds resumed with double the intensity. They fucked wildly for another half an hour, riding waves of pure pleasure until they finally crested.

"Ahhh... ahhh, darling," Manasa breathed, completely spent. "You came three times, and I only blew once. You need to improve your endurance, darling, okay? But wow... your thrusts were amazing tonight. Love you."

With that, the house finally went quiet.

The next morning, Manu woke up late, his clock reading 11:00 AM.

A sharp knock on the door broke his sleep. Manasa walked into his room to wake him up. She was wearing a dangerously tight nightie that clung to her heavy breasts and wide hips. Looking at her, a fresh wave of lust hit Manu, and his dick began to stir, forming a noticeable bulge in his underwear. Manasa's eyes darted downward, instantly catching the rising tent in his shorts. She didn't say a word about it, merely smiling slightly. "Get up quickly and have some breakfast," she said softly before turning around.

Manu devoured the view of her heavy ass shaking under the nightie as she walked away. The moment she closed the door, he couldn't help himself--he pulled his hard meat out, pictured her bending over the kitchen counter, and cranked out a quick, desperate jerk session before taking a cold shower and walking out to the hall.

"What's the plan, Manu? No interviews today?" Manasa asked, setting the table.

"No, Auntie. Nothing today. I'm completely free."

"Alright, sit down and eat then. It's late."

"Thanks, Auntie."

As he chewed on his breakfast, Manasa leaned against the counter, her eyes studying his face. "Manu, what time did you finally go to sleep last night? Did you sleep well?"

Manu swallowed hard, trying to keep his cool. "Not really, Auntie. I couldn't sleep until about 3:00 AM. I was just staring at my phone. Why do you ask? Did something happen?"

Manasa gave a knowing, playful smirk. "Oh, nothing. Just wondered if you were comfortable since it's a new place. Finish your breakfast."

Over the next few weeks, on days when Manu had no interviews, the two of them spent hours talking. They grew incredibly close and friendly. But the truth was, Manu had become utterly addicted to them. He couldn't even fall asleep anymore without listening to the filthy soundtrack of Auntie's nightly sex sessions.

One afternoon, driven mad by desire, Manu did something reckless. He snuck into the laundry area, stole one of Manasa's worn panties and a lace bra, and rushed back to his room. He locked the door, draped the silk panties over his hard cock, and began stroking himself furiously, inhaling her scent.

Suddenly, the door clicked open. Manasa walked right in, having used her spare key.

Manu froze, his heart dropping into his stomach. He was caught red-handed, his bare, hard dick exposed, wrapped in her intimate wear. Panic seized him.

"Manu! What on earth are you doing?!" Manasa gasped, her hands on her hips. "What the hell do you think you're doing in here?"

"Auntie... I... I'm so sorry, please!" Manu stammered, scrambling to cover himself.

Manasa's expression hardened, though a strange spark flared in her eyes. "Sorry? I've been watching you, Manu. This is the third time you've snuck off with my panties and bras. Did you really think I wouldn't notice they were missing?"

Manu's eyes widened. "You... you knew? But then... why did you stay quiet until now?"

"I figured it was just an age thing, a young man's passing urge, so I let it slide," Manasa said, stepping closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous register. "But you're crossing the line now."

"I am so sorry, Auntie!" Manu pleaded, dropping to his knees, tears almost forming in his eyes. "Hearing your breathless, beautiful voice every single night... it has driven me completely crazy. I swear, some nights I've been tempted to walk right into your room and fuck you right in front of your husband! I'm so sorry... please don't tell Sagar. I'll do anything. I'll beg at your feet, please!"

Manasa looked down at the desperate, hard-on-sporting young man kneeling before her. A slow, wicked smile spread across her lips.

"Alright," she whispered, her voice dripping with dark promise. "I won't tell him. But on one condition."

Manu looked up, his heart pounding in his throat. "What condition, Auntie?"

Manasa leaned back, a heavy, wicked smile spreading across her face. "You want me to stay quiet? Here is my condition: I want you to lick the very panties you're holding in your hand. Then, I want you to wrap my lace bra around your dick and stroke it. Do it right now. I'm going to stand right here and watch you."

"Yes, Auntie," Manu breathed, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and intense arousal.

He didn't hesitate. Holding her silky panties to his face, he began to lick the soft fabric, inhaling her intimate scent, while wrapping her bra around his shaft. As his hand moved up and down, his rock-hard 6-inch dick stood out proudly. Watching the thick, throbbing length of his manhood handle her underwear, Manasa's eyes filled with pure lust. Her breath hitched. Unable to help herself, she slid her hand down between her own thighs, rubbing her pussy furiously right through her tight nightie.

Seeing her touch herself, Manu's confidence flared. He stopped stroking, dropped to his knees, and approached her. He grabbed the hem of her nightie, slowly bunching the fabric upward. He pressed warm, eager kisses onto her calves, moving up to her knees, and then onto the smooth, fleshy skin of her inner thighs. Gently but firmly, he pressed her back against the bedroom wall, gripping her thick thighs as his lips trailed higher.

"Ahhh... mmm... oh god, Manu," Manasa gasped, arching her back against the wall. "You lick so incredibly well... your touch does something unbelievable to me. Ahhh... mmm... Manu, please... will you lick my pussy?"

"Oh, Auntie, I've been dying to do this," Manu growled.

He wasted no more time. He pulled her nightie all the way up over her waist. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her wet panties, he began to pull them down, using his teeth to help tug the silk away. Manasa cooperated eagerly, lifting and shifting her hips, guiding his head with her hands, letting out low moans of pure ecstasy as she helped him strip her bare from the waist down, leaving only her bra on.

Manu stared at the prize before him, completely breathless. "Auntie... wow. What a gorgeous pussy you have. Ahhh... it's so beautifully pink and perfectly clean-shaved. I am the luckiest guy alive to get to taste this today."

He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue darting out to lick her from bottom to top. He sucked and kissed her sweet spot, making loud, wet, slurping sounds as he devoured her. Manasa gripped his hair tightly, biting her own lips, pulling his head closer and closer into her dripping crotch.

Suddenly, right when she was on the edge, Manu pulled his head back and stopped.

Manasa blinked open her lust-filled eyes, completely frustrated. "What happened, Manu? Are you tired already? Come on, you were doing it so beautifully... come back and lick your Auntie's pussy, come on!" She spread her legs even wider, desperately tempting him.

Instead of answering, Manu stood up, scooped her heavy body up into his arms, and threw her onto the mattress.

"Ahaha! Hey, Manu, be gentle, you rascal!" Manasa giggled, tossing her head back on the pillows. "You little thief... come here now. Take your Auntie's pussy and lick it clean. Make me drown in my own juices, you little stud! Put your tongue deep inside me!"

Manu pinned her legs apart, spreading her wide open, and began to lick her with long, deep strokes.

"Mmm... ahhh... yes, Manu! Come on, dear... just like that, darling, keep licking!" she moaned hysterically.

Manu used his fingers to stretch her outer lips wide apart, burying his face completely and forcing his tongue deep into her tight, wet opening.

"Ahaha... oh god... hahah... Manu! Sweetheart, your tongue is completely inside me! Ahaha... don't take it out, keep it right there!" Manasa cried out, pressing her hands against the back of his head to hold him tight against her. Manu swiveled his head, swirling his tongue around the walls of her core, soaking in her taste, driving both of them into absolute madness.

With his tongue still buried deep inside her, Manasa's body suddenly went rigid.

"Manu... Manu, I'm coming! Ahhh... it's coming! Oh god... hahah... don't take your tongue out! Sweetheart, keep moving it inside! Ahhh... ahhh... oh yes... mmm!"

Her hips convulsed violently as she released a massive wave of her sweet, hot juices. It flooded straight onto Manu's tongue and filled his mouth. He swallowed every single drop of her cream, licking her clean until her spasms slowed down.

Manu looked up, his lips glistening. "Auntie, how was that?"

Manasa lay back on the pillows, catching her breath, her eyes wide with shock. "Oh my god, Manu... that was incredible. What a tongue you have! I swear, this is the very first time someone has made me cum just by licking me. Even back in my college days when I used to get wild with other guys and get fucked, no one ever did this. Your skills are absolutely awesome. Oh, the pleasure was unbelievable!"

Manu smirked, his rock-hard 6-inch dick throbbing painfully for attention. "Auntie, if your pussy is completely dripping and ready, it's time for my dick to join the party. Let's start the real festival."

Manasa suddenly looked at the clock, panic flitting through her eyes. "Not today, Manu... my husband will be home any minute. It's almost time."

"I don't care about any of that," Manu growled playfully, crawling over her voluptuous body. "You just had your release, Auntie. Now it's my turn to slide my cock inside your tight pussy and blast my load. I'll make it quick."

Before she could protest, Manu locked his lips with hers in a deep, passionate liplock, pulling her body flush against his as they began to roll around the bed, completely consumed by lust...

Will Manu manage to slide his hard cock inside his Auntie and blow his load before Sagar walks through the front door? Or will the husband catch them red-handed in the middle of the act? I will reveal exactly what happens next in the upcoming part!

If you enjoyed this story, please don't forget to share your feedback and thoughts with me. See you all in the NEXT PART!

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