Aparna's Wildness | Chapter - 1 to 4

I’m Aparna Raj, 17 years old and soon to be 18.
Coming from a strict Orthodox family, I couldn’t enjoy my life the way I wanted to. Studying in a girls' school only clipped my wings. But that never stopped me.
I explored.
I played my roles well—the role of an obedient daughter, a nerdy student, an all-rounder at school, and a shy girl.
Unknown to them, there is a version of me that is hidden inside me that I’m eagerly waiting to unleash.
Currently I’m packing. I’m moving to Bangalore for my further studies. My uncle and his family are settled in Bangalore. I detest staying with them. Not because they are bad, but because my reason for coming to Bangalore wasn’t just studies. If I protested not staying with them, I would lose the chance to explore the city and my goals.
So here I am currently packing my bags, as the flight is in the morning.
My uncle's family consists of him—Ajay, his wife—Kamala, and her twins—Maya and Madhav, both currently in the US. With their kids not at home, they were happy when they got to know that I would be moving to Bangalore. Even if I’ll be staying with them, I will find ways to execute my plan.
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My dad and I took the flight to Bangalore. When we landed and came out of the airport, I saw my uncle and aunt waiting for us. My uncle, Ajay, even in his late 40s, still looks like he is in his 30s.
A stud.
My breath hitched looking at him.
Dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans, he looked handsome. I have not seen him in 5 years, and now he looks so good, handsome. I looked at myself, dressed in a salwar kameez. I feel a bit inferior, but I brushed off those thoughts. Straightening my back, I walked behind my father towards them.
The moment his eyes landed on me, I saw him looking at me up and down, more like scrutinizing with a piercing gaze. Before I could look clearly, he averted his gaze.
I stayed silent most of the ride. I only spoke when asked.
Reaching their home, I was shown a room presumably Maya's. I looked around and found the room nice but not my type. It looked out of a Pinterest post.
I played the role of an obedient girl.
My dad left in the evening once I settled in.
The whole day was uneventful except for the feeling of a piercing gaze on me.
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Settled in, I tossed and turned, but I couldn't fall asleep. Sighing, I sat up and decided to drink up some water.
Walking back from the kitchen, I heard some muffled sounds from my aunt's room. Making sure I wasn't making any sound, I pressed my ears onto the door.
My aunts' moans, my uncles' grunts, the sound of skin slapping—I could hear it clearly. All of this made me wet. Before I knew it, I pushed my hand inside the pants and felt my pussy over the panty, and it was soaked. Setting it aside, I played with my clit, leaning on the wall. It didn't take me long before I came.
Not wanting to get caught, I rushed back to my room without making any sounds.

Chapter 2

I couldn't sleep after listening to what was happening in my uncle and aunt's room. I could hear the door opening of their room and the muffled sounds of them talking.
Uncle is known to stay fit. He alternates between yoga and weightlifting to maintain his body and mind. I stayed for another 30 minutes before getting up from my bed. Freshening up, I came out of the room to find my aunt. I found her in the kitchen busy making breakfast. I looked for Uncle but couldn't find him. Trying to be casual, I asked her, "Where is Mama, Mami?"
"Oh, he is in the gym. I think he'll be back soon."
Just then, I heard the calling bell. I rushed out to open the door and found my uncle on call with his back facing me. Talking on his phone, he kept stretching, and I could see his muscles through his tank top. I couldn't help but drool myself. I kept thinking, "How would it feel to touch those muscles, those biceps? His forearms look so nice. Oh, how does it feel to be touched by him, to be pulled towards him?" My aunt called me out, breaking my trance.
"Who is it, Appu?"
"Mama has come back," I answered back.
Maybe because he heard my voice, he looked back. Just like yesterday, I saw him looking me up and down. Unlike girls of my age, I have heavy boobs and a butt. I started getting conscious by the way his eyes raked over me; I could see a glint in his eyes—a hunger of sorts. Moving aside, I let him inside.
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By evening, my aunt informed me that they'll be taking me out for shopping. Unlike me, my cousin—their daughter—dressed up modern. I'm looking forward to shopping to see what they would be getting. We drove to the nearest shopping mall. They took me to Zudio, Westside, and H&M. They got me a few jeans, dresses, tops (sleeveless), shorts, and nightwear.
Whenever I came out of the trial room dressed in a short dress, I could feel a lingering gaze.
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At night, when they retired to their room, I waited for a while before I walked towards their room. I could hear her moans and his grunts. I could hear him asking him to try something new and dirty, but Aunt denied. He didn't push her. He didn't let her denial fade the sexual tension either. The way she is moaning made me think maybe my uncle knows what to do. I heard her saying, "Oh Aju, faster, please. Oh yes, more, give me more." In response I could hear his voice thick with arousal, "Yes, baby, you want more? I'll give you more."
Before I knew it, they came, and with them, I came too.
After catching my breath, I came back to the room. I cummed, but I'm not satisfied; I want more. I'm waiting for the classes to start to step out of the house and explore my opportunities.
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Chapter 3

The last couple of days have been uneventful. Uncle owns a business with his partners, so most days he will be out. If he is at home, I find him helping Aunt or in his office. Aunt also took leave for a couple of days. Tomorrow she'll be going to the office.
And nights—every night I hear them having sex. Never, just once. One night I heard her saying, "Aju, you're insatiable. I'm already tired." It changed the way I look at him. I keep thinking about how it would feel to be under him. How would it feel when he takes me over and over again?
Thinking of all of these, I went to their room. I saw that their door was not locked, but they were already in action. The door was open a bit.
Oh god, the view I got was spectacular. My aunt was in the missionary position with her legs on my uncle's shoulders. Her eyes closed, hands twisting the sheets, and moaning in pleasure. My uncle—with his back facing the door, his butt clenching, and his back muscles moving with each thrust. She reached her pleasure, moaning his name out loud while he still hadn't reached his.
Changing the position, he lay down with her on top of him. Then I saw it. His thick and dark 7-inch dick twitching with need looked delicious. My mouth watered looking at him. Oh, how I would take it in my mouth, feeling its warmth and thickness in my mouth.
I saw my aunt slowly lowering herself onto him and slowly moving. His arms on her hips, guiding her and maintaining a pace. Slowly he moved up, taking her boob in my mouth, switching between them.
Then it happened. He turned towards the door and saw me through the crack of the door, playing with my clit.
My breath hitched. I neither bring myself to move from the place nor stop myself from playing with my clit. I thought he would stop having sex and tell my aunt about it, but he did the opposite.
He held my gaze and increased his pace. He kept thrusting harder and faster.
Before I knew it, they came, and I came along with them. Seeing me holding the edge of the wall, reaching high, he smirked. Composing myself, I rushed to my room and locked the room.
I couldn't sleep the whole night wondering what he would do tomorrow. Tossing and turning, I slept somewhere around 4 in the morning.
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By 8, I was woken up with a knock on my door by my aunt asking me to come down for breakfast. Freshening up, I went to the dining hall. It was a bit awkward, and I couldn't bring myself to look at him.
"What happened, Appu? Didn't you sleep well?" asked my aunt.
"Just a slight headache, Mami. I couldn't sleep well because of that. I'll be fine in a while."
"Do you want me to stay back, Appu?" she asked.
"No, I'll sleep for a while, and I'll be fine," I answered.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Mami. If there is anything, I'll give a call."
When they were leaving, I walked Mami out of the door. While she was answering the text on her phone, I was lost in thoughts. I couldn't bring myself to look at my uncle from morning. I didn't see my uncle coming.
I gasped soundlessly when his arms brushed my butt ever so slightly. Looking behind me, I found him smirking at me. Before I could say anything, I felt his hand on my butt again. This time, caressing it and slowly squeezing it. Scared, I looked at my aunt, who was still checking her phone while he kept going with his ministrations.
I looked back and pleaded with him with my eyes. I was scared to get caught by my aunt, yet I was also getting wet. I held the handle of my door tightly. With a tight squeeze and light pat, he left me. Walking out, he stood beside my aunt.
Seeing him, my aunt said, "Close the door, Appu. If there is anything, please call me or your uncle." Composing myself, I smiled and closed the door after they left. I'm all alone and decided to watch something.
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Chapter 4

Finding nothing interesting on TV, I walked around the house aimlessly. It was then that I saw the desktop my uncle uses. He asked me to use it if needed. Nobody touches it without his permission.
Bored, I started exploring his desktop and found a folder with the name "Confidential." With little hesitation and a lot of curiosity, I opened the folder only to find a lot of videos—this was his collection of porn.
I couldn't stop myself from watching the videos. Different positions, techniques, threesomes, gangbangs, and whatnot. My pussy is already wet, and I just wanted to relieve the itch. Before I could touch myself, I heard a voice behind me—"I see you find my collection."
Startled, I looked back to find my uncle standing, leaning on the door with arms folded across his chest. Walking towards the chair, he made me face the desktop. I moved my hand to close the screen, but he held my hand and said, "Why are you closing it, Aparna? Don't you want to explore my collection?"
He clicked on a video. I squirmed in my chair, but I couldn't get up. The video of a young girl with an old man. The girl dressed in a bikini, swimming with him in a pool. Her boobs and butt were barely covered, and the whole setup with music was arousing.
He leaned down and whispered near my ear, "See her, Appu. Isn't she looking beautiful in a bikini? Look at her butt, baby; isn't that thick and looking delicious?"
While whispering, he started moving his hand down my shoulders, playing with the strap.
"Look at her boobs, baby. So big. Her nipples are perky. Are yours like that, baby? I bet it does." Saying this, he cupped my boobs and gave a little squeeze.
Without realizing, I let out a moan.
"Mama, please no, this is wrong." Though I protested, my body was saying something else. I wanted him to keep exploring me and touch me more.
"Why, Appu? Aren't you enjoying it?" asked Uncle.
"Look at the video, Aparna."
When I looked at the video, I saw the guy kissing the girl, and she was naked. He was playing with her boobs. Her boobs looked big and nipples perky, like Uncle said. It looked like she was enjoying every bit of it.
"Shall we check Aparna?" asked Uncle. He kept squeezing my boobs, and my protests came out as moans. "No, Uncle, this is wrong. Ahhh."
"Why, Appu? Let me check once," saying he pushed down my strap, and my laced boobs came into view. He moved back completely and cupped both my boobs and started playing with them. Brushing his thumbs over my perky nipples, he gave a hard squeeze. I couldn't help but let out a loud moan.
Turning me to face him, he looked down at my boobs. My chest raising with every breath. My boobs are heavy and pale, and my areolas are big with perky nipples. I know he is liking what he is seeing. "Wow, Appu, these look amazing." He cupped my boobs, looked straight into my eyes, and gave a tight squeeze, making me arch towards him and let out a moan. "Maama".
"Yes, baby, I'm going to taste it now."
Saying this, he took one in his mouth and kneaded the other. The moment his tongue touched my nipples, I let out an 'Ah.' I pulled him more towards my boob, holding his hair.
"Ah, Mama, yes," I moaned. He kept sucking, kneading, and biting.
"Are you loving it, baby?" he asked.
"Yes, Mama. Ahh."
He moved his hand towards my thighs, slowly lifting my dress, caressing my thigh. I kept arching towards him for more. He gave me a hard bite on my boob, and I let out a loud scream. Just then my phone ringtone went off, and I opened my eyes.
I looked around, and I found myself in my bed, not in front of the desktop. One of my hands was squeezing one of my boobs while the other was playing with my clit. Looking at the door, I saw my uncle standing there looking at me with unreadable eyes. I stumbled out of the bed and corrected my clothes. I couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes.
I got startled when I heard him say, "Attend the call, Aparna." I saw it was my aunt calling. Answering, she asked about how my headache was, and I assured her I am ok.
After the call, I turned around to see that my uncle wasn't there. Walking towards the living room, I found him talking over the phone. Seeing me, he ended the call and said, "I got you pizza, drinks, pastries, and ice cream for you. I kept the pastries and ice cream in the fridge. Pizza and drinks are left on the dining table. I'm leaving. Have the food. I'll be late today. Your aunt will be here by 5."
Saying this, he walked towards the door, opening it. Instead of stepping out, he turned around and said, "Next time, Aparna, lock your room's door when you…do things to yourself."
With that, he left.
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