Ek Raaz Ek Raat
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Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - "What if the most religious women in your family are the biggest sluts behind closed doors? Aryan never imagined his mother 36-30-38 curves wrapped in cotton sarees — and his slim, seductive Aunt could hide such depravity.
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My name is Aryan, and I’m 19 years old. I’m currently in college. We live in a large joint family, including my parents, uncles, and grandparents.
We have five cousins, and I’m the eldest. My 15-year-old younger sister is in school. My uncle has two sons, one 12 and one 8, both of whom attend school.
The atmosphere in our home is always set—the values of our grandparents, the fun of our uncles and fathers, and the mischief of us children keep the house alive. Festivals and family functions are even more fun when everyone gets together and enjoys themselves.
My father has a grocery shop that is quite old and famous in our area. He is busy at the shop all day and comes home in the evening to relax with the family. My uncle is an accountant in a private company, and his work is quite demanding, so his daily routine remains fixed.
My mother’s name is Sunita, and she is about 42 years old. She is a homely and cultured woman. She wakes up at 5 in the morning and worships at the temple first. She mostly wears sarees, and her dressing style makes her figure look even hotter.
[A/N: A long piece of cloth wrapped around the body, the traditional garment of women in India.]
Mummy’s figure is approximately 36-30-38, with her waist and upper curves looking naturally seductive. But her looks and behavior are so smart that people call her “ideal daughter-in-law”.
[A/N: Mummy = Mother/Mom]
[A/N: Salwar suits = A traditional garment consisting of loose trousers (salwar) and a tunic (kameez).]
[A/N: Aarti = A Hindu Religious ritual of worship, a part of Puja]
My aunt’s name is Rekha. She is 38 years old and also religious. She performs Aarti in the temple with Mummy every morning and also observes fasts. Aunt also always wears sarees, sometimes salwar suits. Her figure is slightly slimmer than Mummy’s (approx. 34-28-36), but her sharp eyes and ever-smiling face give her a distinct charm.
Both Mummy and Chachi are perfect in their domestic roles – on the one hand, they maintain the rituals, prayers, and dignity of the home, and on the other, they are noticed everywhere for their beautiful, sexy figures.
The family considers them to be modest and cultured daughters-in-law, but their natural beauty and body style can make any man fall in love with them.
Strange Scene
One morning, I was getting ready for college. When I came into the hall, Mummy was talking to Papa. Papa was having breakfast, and Mummy was standing beside him.
[A/N: Papa = Father/Dad]
[A/N: Satsang = A spiritual or religious gathering]
Mummy said lovingly, “Ji, Rekh, and I want to go to the satsang meeting this evening. There are good sermons there. Please give us the bus fare and some money.”
Papa smiled and immediately agreed, took out some notes, and handed them to Mummy.
This was normal for me, because Mummy and Aunty would go to satsang once or twice every month. Sometimes she would go in the morning and return directly in the evening. Dadi was always happy and would say, “Both sisters bring honor to the family.”
[A/N: Dadi = GrandMother]
Everything seemed completely normal to me. Before leaving for college, I thought that my mother and aunt were truly the pride of the family—simple, religious, and cultured women.
When I arrived at college that day, I found the campus almost empty. Most of the students had bunked classes due to the festival.
I also thought, “It would be better to go home than get bored here.”
But the bus on my route wasn’t running. I decided to pedal and find an auto-rickshaw.
I was walking along the main road. The sun was shining brightly, and traffic was light. Then my eyes wandered forward, and I stopped suddenly.
I saw two women in the distance. At first, I thought they were people from the street, but when I looked closer, my eyes widened.
“Oh, it’s my mother and aunt!”
I was suddenly confused. “But what are they doing here?”