Tuition

The next day, I returned to Priya’s house in Bhilai wearing an even more revealing black saree with a low-cut, tight blouse that barely contained my heavy padded 44D breasts. The pallu kept slipping, showing deep cleavage and the edge of my lacy black bra. My makeup was bolder—smoky eyes, bright red lipstick, and the nose ring shining. Underneath, my cock was already half-hard, tucked in a tiny thong.
Priya greeted me at the door with a naughty smile, her massive tits jiggling in a thin white top. We went straight to her room, but this time her mother, Sunita aunty, was more attentive. She was around 42, still attractive with a voluptuous body—wide hips, a soft belly, and surprisingly large breasts of her own, probably 36DD, that strained against her simple blue saree.
As Priya and I sat close again, pretending to study calculus, I couldn’t resist. My hand went under the table to her thigh, sliding up to rub her pussy through her shorts. She bit her lip and spread her legs. Soon I had two fingers inside her wet cunt while explaining derivatives, my padded tits pressed against her arm.
But then Sunita aunty walked in with tea.
I quickly pulled my hand out, but not before she saw Priya’s flushed face and heavy breathing. Her eyes narrowed as she placed the tray down.
“Rani didi… your voice sounds a bit strange sometimes,” she said, staring at me. “And yesterday I thought I heard… noises.”
My heart raced, but the thrill made my cock throb. Priya looked nervous yet excited.
Before I could respond, Sunita aunty stepped closer and boldly tugged at my pallu. It slipped off my shoulder, exposing my deep cleavage and the tight blouse.
“These look too perfect,” she murmured, her hand coming up to squeeze my right padded breast. Her eyes widened at the firm feel. “Arre… what are you?”
I decided to take the risk. In my deeper male voice, I whispered, “Aunty, I’m here to teach your daughter… everything she needs.”
Priya gasped but didn’t stop me when I pulled her mother closer. Sunita aunty’s breathing quickened. She was clearly not innocent—her nipples were hard under her blouse.
“You touched my daughter yesterday, didn’t you?” she said, but instead of anger, there was lust in her voice. “I heard her moaning. Show me.”
I stood up, letting my saree pallu fall completely. I hiked up the saree and pulled down my thong, letting my thick, veiny 7-inch cock spring out, already leaking precum.
Sunita aunty’s eyes locked on it. “Oh my god… you’re a man dressed like this.” But she didn’t pull away. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around my shaft, stroking it slowly. “So big…”
Priya watched, biting her lip, one hand squeezing her own massive tits.
I pulled Sunita aunty into a deep kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth while my hands mauled her soft, heavy breasts through her saree. I yanked her blouse open, buttons flying. Her big brown tits spilled out, nipples dark and erect. I sucked one hard, biting gently while pinching the other.
Priya came over and joined. Mother and daughter both on their knees in front of me now. They took turns sucking my cock. Sunita aunty was surprisingly skilled, deepthroating me while Priya licked my balls and then pressed her enormous 38E tits around my shaft. I tit-fucked Priya’s huge soft breasts while her mother sucked the head.
“Fuck… both of you have such big tits,” I groaned, slapping my cock on their faces.
I pushed Sunita aunty onto the bed first. I pulled her saree and petticoat up, finding her hairy, wet pussy. No panties. I rubbed my cockhead on her clit then thrust deep inside her in one go. She moaned loudly, her big tits bouncing as I fucked her hard in missionary.
Priya climbed on her mother’s face, grinding her shaved pussy on Sunita aunty’s tongue while I pounded her mother. I leaned forward and sucked Priya’s massive hanging tits, leaving bite marks on them.
“Harder, Rani didi… fuck my mother’s pussy,” Priya moaned.
I switched. I made Sunita aunty ride me reverse cowgirl so I could watch her ass bounce while I reached around and fingered Priya’s clit beside us. Then I pulled Priya on top and fucked her tight young cunt while she made out with her mother, their huge breasts mashing together.
The room filled with wet slapping sounds and moans. I fucked Sunita aunty doggy style next, her face buried between Priya’s thighs. Her big ass rippled with every deep thrust. I reached under and squeezed her swinging tits hard.
I couldn’t hold back. I pulled out and made both of them kneel again. They pressed their four massive tits together—Priya’s huge firm ones and her mother’s softer, heavier pair—creating a valley for my cock. I tit-fucked both of them at once, thrusting between the warm soft flesh until I exploded.
Thick ropes of cum shot across their breasts and faces. Sunita aunty licked it off Priya’s tits, and Priya sucked the rest from her mother’s nipples.
We collapsed in a sweaty heap. My saree was crumpled around my waist, makeup smeared, but my cock was still twitching.
Sunita aunty smiled, wiping cum from her chin. “Come every day from now on, Rani didi. We both need ‘tuition’.”
Priya nodded, her massive cum-covered tits heaving. “And next time, bring more sarees. We want to dress you up together before you fuck us.”
I adjusted my blouse and pallu, my body still buzzing. Walking out of that house in Bhilai, cum drying on my thighs under the saree, I knew this crossdressing job had become the hottest secret in the entire township.