Incest Chat leads to Sins by Vinman

[manigopal]

 
Asking her to get ready, I too change and get ready for the trip.
 
She wears a skirt and a regular top. I am wearing conventional jeans t-shirt and pack something for waterfall.
 
As we reach waterfall we see a lot of tourists specially the young couples, married or otherwise making out under water or in the pond. It was a soft orgy out there.
 
V – Dekh le kaise enjoy kar rahe hain (see how they are enjoying)
 
N – So what.
 
I left her there and started enjoying myself, removed my clothes and went in the pond and then moved to the waterfall on my own. Was only in my undies and vest showcasing my body.
 
Neelu was on the other hand looking at couples enjoying, the water fall droplets had the potential of drenching anyone who stood in the vicinity for some stretch of time and before she could realise she was all wet. Seeing her alone, one chap went to her and tried to act funny. Neelu pushed him and when he tried some nuisance, she called me “Vicky jaan” (Vicky darling)
 
The waterfall made the sound very feeble but after 3-4 times I managed to listen my name and saw Neelu with that chap. She saw me and said again “Vicky jaan dekho ye tang kar raha hai” (darling see he is disturbing me)
 
Like a knight in shining armour, I went to her, slapped the chap and kicked him away to glory and went back to the waterfall. Only difference, this time I had held Neelu’s hand and took her alongwith.
 
Under the waterfall there was some breathing space at one side. Now with a safe knowledge of having her under control, I turned her towards me and now for the first time since those jokers were kicked did we made direct eye to eye contact. She was pressed between him and rock with ass now in direct contact with table. I took her face in his hands and lifted it towards him and both set of quivering lips came in contact. At first she was not opening her mouth but after continued pressure she gave in.
 
The tongues exchanged touches and saliva with Vicky moving very expertly between upper and lower lip and tongue. The hands still were enjoying the well sized and shaped boobies and as the kiss progressed, she relaxed and was fully into the union. The hands were finding it difficult to decide on which set of globes to be given preference. They were oscillating between the well rounded ass and beautiful bosom. In between he was kissing all over her face, her neck, the upper bosom and then back to lips. With the passionate foreplay in full swing and the deep cut loose top slightly off from her shoulder he looked at 3-4 inches of divine cleavage. Like an expert he first started kissing the bosom region around the cleavage wetting them thoroughly and then the lick started.
 
He placed his tongue at the bottom of visible cleavage and the kiss started. Millimeter by millimeter he proceeded, filling the cleavage with his rich saliva and savouring in the moment. He was making love to her like a super lover and the relationship was adding spice to the fun. He was doing to her which no other had been able to. Most of previous ones were focused only on the intercourse with little concern on the foreplay. Vicky was definitely better than them. The fuse was off in the Neelu’s mind and she pressed his head into her cleavage and he pressed his hands on her ass globes.
 
Next 10-15 minutes were heavy duty kisses, both I and Neelu were lost to the world and didn’t care a damn about the gathering around us. Us being under waterfall section also meant we had less audience, but the guys & gals in pond area could easily make out what was going on inside. Neelu grabbed his crotch and was mighty impressed with what her hand was holding. Seemed big and thick. I pulled her top further down and pulled out her biggish boob and licked & sucked it for quiet a while. As we wanted to go further, she pushed me away as saw some couples coming our way.
 
I rode my bike at a breakneck speed to home prompting her to say “Vicky bhaagi nahin jaa rahi hoon, poori raat tere saath hoon” ( I am not running away, am here all night)
 
This channelized more blood to my cock and brain listened to cock making me drive even faster. Within no time we were at the door of the house and I barged in and closed the door in a jiffy.
 
Neelu went straight to the fridge for water. He did not move, was intrigued by her movements. She was drinking water and letting a bit fall on her top. The top was more like a cotton t-shirt straining itself to the full to conceal the evergrowing boobs. He saw that the cotton t-shirt had revealed lack of any bra. He remembered that in the waterfall he could make out bra, girl was quick, removed him without even him getting a whiff of it.
 
The top was stuck onto the boobies and the wet nippies stuck out proudly. He said “neeche bhi khaali hai na” (you are not wearing any panty). She said “kaise delivery man ho, location bhi nahin jaante” (what sort of delivery man you are – don’t even know the location). He smiled and swore to himself that the girl is in for a big time fuck.
 
He went behind her held her with his arms crossing just under her boobs and brought his face down to kiss the nape and earlobes. This got her going, if there was ever a need to do this for getting her going. She closed her eyes and let her head rest on his chest whilst his hands started the massage of the boobs. The movement of his crotch behind her got the ass globes into a simple harmonic motion. Vicky kept on kissing her, moved to her cheeks and with one hand turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. The hand went back to their favoured place of boobs. The tongues found each other within no time and saliva tasting started. Very reluctantly one of the hands found its way down on top of her crotch area and pressed her pussy from top of her skirt. Gentle massage of boobs, pubic region and heavy duty smooching was getting too much for her also and she was getting weak in the knees. She had small time flings with other boys as well but the effect he had on her was extraordinary.
 
He lifted her to the bedroom and placed her on the double bed. It was a sight with her legs towards him and hair covering parts of her face and the top crumbling up to expose the sexy navel. He just caught the bottom of the skirt and started pulling in down. The elastic band skirt started its journey south. The band of the skirt came down to reveal her naked pubic area (as he had guessed) and slowly it covered the journey from thighs to knees to shin and then feet and off it went. It was a very erotic sight with Neelu with only her top covering her modesty. You can say, for solidarity, Vicky also removed his shorts and underwear. Even he was only in a t-shirt.
 
He pulled her by her legs towards her and her mouth came close to his ever hard tool. As the reflex, perhaps, the mouth engulfed the top of the big cock and the tongue started the magic. The dick got harder and the top of the dick got bigger. But the mouth was still at work. He kept his hand behind her back and was also gyrating to a rhythm. As she was busy sucking, he pulled off her top and his also. Now both the cousins were in birthday suits. She had also mastered the art of sucking, would have been a professional – he thought. After 10 minutes of sucking, she looked up, as if begging for her due. He was nowhere near cumming.
 
He also got on the bed with her and spread her legs. The inviting pussy was there for him. As per his practice of some time, he went down licking it with his tongue doing the wonders to her. The hands found their natural resting pillows (her boobs) and kept on mauling them for good effect. The touches of the tongue to the pussy and the anticipation of the impending ass fuck was making her crazy, suddenly she tightened her leg grip around his head. This was an indication to him that she was about to cum. And came she did. This time the fountain of juices was let lose on him and he was all to eager to lap up the nectar. He then inserted his finger in her pussy and rotated them a bit. She was in throes of passion. He took the fingers drenched in her love juices out and saw them glistening. He again inserted them and further rotated them and took them out and this time headed straight for her ass hole. This was new to her and that made it clear that the time had come. One finger in startled her and she was now thinking of his big dick inside. She was both thrilled and worried of the prospect.
 
He turned her around and with one swift motion lifted her in such a manner that she was on her knees sitting upright. He positioned himself behind her such that he was also on his knees with his upright cock touching her hips. One hand went to the boobs and the other one to the pussy mound and he kept massaging the both interspersed with kisses on her face, nape, lips etc. When he was sure that she was sufficiently aroused, he motioned her to go down on all fours. This was the time they both were waiting for. It was like an athlete on his marks waiting for the bullet for the 100mtr dash. With his cock as hard as a iron rod, he proceeded towards the unchartered territory.
 
Vicky looked at the beautiful light dusky ass globes of Neelu with a small virgin asshole and also could see the pussy lips. As he moved forward, the long rod touched the pussy lips. This made Neelu turn her head back to him and say “yahan nahin – yahan” (not here but there) pointing to her asshole. He had a look at her hole, it was too small for the raging manhood, she would die he thought. At first he took one finger and inserted in, Neelu felt it but did not show any pain. Next he inserted the other finger with great difficulty which made her writher in pain and said “nahin (no)” and when he took the fingers out, she again said “nahin,” first no was for pain and second one for pleasure sought. But he had a genuine problem at hand.
 
Friction and oiling concept of physics came in handy for him. He fingered her pussy for ever flowing juices. Then he inserted two fingers in her hole. This time it was less painful for her. Now he started a simple motion of the fingers very slowly. She felt her asshole walls stretched but she enjoyed the pain. As she got used to the stretching he inserted the third finger which made her feel that the hole would tear apart. He did not move the fingers but let them be there. With the other hand the boob massage continued. The boob massage coupled with ass fingering was having the desired effect on her. She felt a feeling of exploding orgasms in her. After the fingers were for about two minutes he moved them gently. By now the inner walls had created space for them. She felt the pain but it was not the excruciating pain as earlier. Slowly he removed his fingers and picked up a Vaseline jar and put a few drops of the lotion on his dick and also a few drops in her hole and proceeded. The big knob of the dick was much bigger than the fingers, so he put extra lotion. As the knob reached the doorway to heaven he pushed it in very slowly, thanks to fingering earlier, the hole was primed for heavy duty penetration. As the knob went in, he stopped. Neelu felt as if the eyes would come out of her sockets. She started breathing heavily, as he asked “rokun kya” (should I abort) she waived her hands indicating no. Come what may she wanted her pleasure – what a slut he thought.
 
It took her hole about 4-5 minutes to adjust the knob. He put more lotion on his dick and the other hand found the pussy juices and he massaged his dick with it. When he felt that the dick is sufficiently lubricated, he pushed it in very slowly. Centimeter by centimeter about half of his dick was in her. Which meant about 3.5-4 inches of it was still outside. Vicky had a big thick dick. Neelu was feeling the dick inside and she felt it big. It was hurting but she was enduring the pain. Gradually he took it out by a couple of inches and pushed it in. It felt good. So slow motions started the pleasure for her and as the dick kept on going in she kept feeling the painful pleasure. It now reached a stage where his balls were hitting her. Gradual motions had picked up speed and had developed a rhythm.
 
It was a sight to behold. A curvy dusky beauty on her fours with ass cheeks pointing towards her lover, her hair swaying to the motion of humping and the eyes closed trying to savour the pleasure. The big boobies moving in all directions as if they had a mind of their own and ass moving up and down in order to maintain the rhythm. The dog like fucking was too good for both of them. She felt the juices flowing again in her and he at one time made it a bit rough by pulling her hair and increasing the momentum. She had come in her pussy but there was no stopping him. With one hand she ensured that the juices did not wet the bedsheet and massaged it on her thighs. He saw her and his hand reached her pussy mounds and he again inserted his fingers and took them out wet and spread the juice on her ass hole. The pitch had picked up, both were gyrating vigorously and then he exploded. He came in her and felt that he never came that much. Rope after rope the cum was shot in the tiny extended hole. She felt filled but what it did was his dick was rinsed in his own cum and small droplets formed a stream down her thigh. She could feel it and she placed her hand on her thigh and picked it up and sucked it in. What a slut he thought.
 
With so much lubrication, he started again. This time pain was less both for him and her and more pleasurable. She was more active participant this time as the focus was more on enjoyment rather than the pain she was facing. The swish-swish sound of the extra cum in her asshole meant that it was fully greased and well oiled. The effort required to let the monster dick go in was less than the first time. The asshole walls had well accommodated the tool. Vicky held her hair and pulled the head up. Slowly the momentum increased. The movement boobs swinging away to glory increased. Vicky mauled them with one hand with the other still holding her mane just in manner of controlling a horse’s movement. The passion was getting to him and her. Both had turned very aggressive in their love making. He was humping the piston with great gusto and she was also in the mood. The sound of moans had increased. The in out movements of the rock hard dick was giving her immense pleasure alongwith pain. The nubile bodies were enjoying their journey into hereto unchartered waters.
 
Vicky let go of her mane and moved the hand towards her pussy. A couple of digits had found their way inside the folds of pussy lips. The fingers were doing wonders for her. The circular motion of digits ensured that the sensitive skin was giving her extreme pleasures. The torment was unbearable for Neelu. The mauling of her sensitive boobies which Vicky had mastered over last few years coupled with penetration in both the holes was becoming unbearable for her though the enjoyment and pleasure she was deriving out of it was unimaginable. Her face was a portrait for wanton lust. The eyes were closed, the lips were slightly open forming an “O” and the whole body was glistened with the sweat generated by some heavy duty movement. She was matching Vicky in his stroke making by moving her gorgeous full round ass up and down. She was a very willing and passionate partner in this teen love making.
 
She felt the now well known feeling of approaching the orgasm. The legs tightened the grip around his hand. Her body started to shake, all too well known to him. The pussy juices flooded and wetted his fingers. She had cum he had not. He continued the motion of piston and boob mauling. The fingers drenched in love juices had not eased the torment. She could not even feel the relief after an orgasm. The passionate sex was making her crazy. She was in such a state of ecstasy which no drug could achieve. After pounding for another 5-7 minutes, he felt the familiar feeling in his balls. He came in by the liters and so did she. It was the second time for her in this spell. She felt his cum in her already much filled hole.
 
He brought his dick out and spread the oozing cum from her hole on her ass and boobs. He inserted his fingers in her holes to extract all love juices and cum possible. The mixture of juices and cum was then spread on her body. He paid special attention while spreading it over her boobies and ass. To add to the sheen of love juices was the sweat. He thought that the combination was the best possible polish for human body.
 
The lovers then lay on bed in each other’s arms and Neelu said “Thanks Bhai.”
 
They had only till late night with them as Neelu had to leave immediately post exams, death of her maternal grand father had necessitated her to return quickly since her mom had gone to her place.
 
They fucked like mad. Did almost 5 times more in the available 11-12 hours
 
remaining period saw another review visit by my Mami, you guys can well imagine the type of review she was looking at.
 
It also saw Sonia and Shalini coming together to meet me for a short visit. Nothing left to imagination on purpose and achievements of their visit.
 
I kept in touch with Neelu and we did a lot of video chat. She was mine for the taking.
 
In due course I came back to Delhi after completing my work, which was very well appreciated by my seniors. This appreciation brought me another opportunity a bit later.
 
One of my second cousins, son of my mom’s first cousin, was transferred to Gurgaon and since mom and her cousin were close friends apart from being sisters, it was but natural that Bhaiya and Bhabhi were to visit our place a bit more than others. They got transferred in my last couple of weeks of stay in Himachal, so I didn’t get the chance to meet them. Bhaiya was in age bracket of around 42-43 and Bhabhi was around 40. They had two children, a boy and a girl. Since I wasn’t there during transfer period hence dad mom helped them a lot in settling in, even helping them getting schools for their kids. In my absence they had made 2-3 visits to my house.
 
I knew Rajiv bhaiya well enough, he did his Post Graduation in Delhi and used to visit us regularly. A very nice person to be with, used to take us for movies, chaat etc. I couldn’t go for his marriage and interactions with him got limited. Had only heard, that his wife, my Bhabhi Mona was exceptionally beautiful. A few times that I had met Bhaiya post his marriage, didn’t have opportunity to meet Mona Bhabhi a lot. Bhaiya had got married late in life, around 34. Bhabhi was a teacher and bhaiya was in service.
 
So after coming, bhaiya insisted that we visit their house. He wanted me to come especially since we were to meet after quite a few years. So on Sunday, Mom, Dad and self went to Raju bhaiya’a house. So as per schedule we left, picked up some gift hampers for the kids. The kids were pretty young, son being 6 years old and daughter being 2 yrs old.
 
As we reached, bhaiya touched dad’s & mom’s feet and hugged me.
 
R – Kitna bada ho gaya (you have grown up now)
 
V – Aap bhi toh ab bade ho gaye ho (you have also aged)
 
R – Buddhe ho gaye hain, Income Tax Officer saab (have grown old Mr ITO).
 
The kids were shying from me, were more comfortable with mom dad since they had met them 3-4 times. Bhabhi was getting ready, she didn’t expect us to be so punctual. After a few minutes she made an entrance.
 
Boss she didn’t come, she made an entrance. She was super gorgeous. Was wearing a simple churidar suit but even in that simple suit, she looked hot. It was a red and white combo suit, I was with kids at a distance and hence when she bent to touch mom dad’s feet, could take advantage. And then she turned.
 
I struggled to keep my mouth closed, eyes widened. Let me explain in some details to you.
 
Skin- very fair
 
Eyes – big round expressive
 
Nose – sharp
 
Lips – very kissable, slightly lusher than average
 
Hair – long straightish coming upto lower back
 
Height – around 5.5 (Bhaiya was around 5.8)
 
Skin – flawless (as on display in a sleeveless suit)
 
Thighs – fullish
 
Ass – well rounded, had that child bearing hips looks but better shaped.
And now the boobs, just lovely lovely lovely, big bouncy with protruding nipples.
 
No other words.
 
In a nutshell my Mona darling bhabhi was a very close match to the actress Antara Biswas alias Monalisa famous in Bhojpuri films. But my Mona was atleast 2 shades fairer.
 
V – Namaste Bhabhi
 
M – Namaste ji. Toh tum ho Vicky (so you are Vicky)
 
I smiled.
 
M – Tumhare bhaiya se bahut suna hai tumhare baare mein (have heard a lot about you from your bro)
 
V – hope achha suna hoga (hope he told you good things)
 
She laughed.
 
I maintained a decent young man with a great sense of humour image.
 
Raju bhaiya was not bad looking but paled in comparison with the damsel. Having tasted my cousins, niece, maami, Bhabhi & her mom & sis etc nothing was prohibitive for me. Only catch was how to proceed. The evening was well spent and we came back after dinner.
 
Over next few weeks, we kept in touch via FB, whatsapp and good old phone.
 
One day bhaiya called me.
 
R – Vicky
 
V – ji bhaiya
 
R – yaar need your help
 
V – tell bhaiya
 
R – we have been invited for a wedding of a very close friend.
 
V – ok bhaiya, ho aao (you go then)
 
R – yaar have to travel to Chennai for office work, cannot skip.
 
V – oh. Hukum karo (order)
 
R – yaar tu le jaa sakta hai apni Bhabhi aur bachhon ko (can you take your Bhabhi and kids to the marriage)
 
V – hmmm kab hai (when is it)
 
R – 5 October, next week.
 
V – 5th ko toh mom dad bhi baahar honge (mom dad out of station on 5th)
 
R – good then, your dinner problem solved.
 
I smiled and then okayed and asked bhaiya to talk to dad or mom on the same. Due permissons were taken.
 
Bhaiya had taken a house on Sohna Road, Gurgaon which was slightly secluded and the marriage was in Farm Houses in Mehrauli and we lived in Dwarka, West Delhi, forming a perfect triangle.
 
So it was decided that Bhabhi and kids would take a cab and come early to my house, get ready here and all were to leave together for marriage and then I would drop them home post marriage. 5th October was a Saturday and around 6pm Mona and kids came. She was wearing a nice tops and jeans. Top was very nicely accentuating her boobs and a 2.5 inch cleavage was visible. Also visible to my expert eye was a net bra and her nipples were definitely making an impression.
 
As kids rushed to hug me, I took my hand forward for a handshake. Felt her silky skin for the first time. Aah it was something. Hands were so soft, so feminine. Could see she was carrying bags, which obviously housed her dresses and make up kit.
 
I prepared tea for her and gave cold drinks to kids, she liked the tea.
 
M – biwi khush rahegi (wife will be happy)
 
V – chaaye ke ilaawa doosri cheezon se khush rahegi (will be happy due to other reasons apart from cooking)
 
She smiled.
 
At around 6.30 she started with kids at first. Both of us got down to task of washing their faces, making them wear clothes etc. It was like a young couple managing kids on their own. A few times got the view of her generous cleavage.
 
M – Ye toh ready ho gaye, ab tu bhi tayaar ho ja (now that kids are ready, you too get dressed)
 
V – as the lady commands and I went to my room
 
Shaved my facial growth, had a quick bath and came out wearing shorts t shirt
 
M – Aise jaayega (you will go like this)
 
V – not bad I guess
 
She laughed
 
V – aap tayaar ho jaao, main bachchon ko dekhta hoon (you get ready, I will look after kids)
 
M – hmmmm
 
And she went. After an excruciating wait of about 1 hour, she came out. She was looking like a dish.
 
Hold Vicky hold – I spoke to myself.
 
She was wearing a red light coloured transparent saree with a maroon noodle strap blouse which had doris to hold the bottom strip of blouse at the back.
 
V – Bhabhi, you are looking super hot
 
M – thanks thanks hero (giggles)
 
V – aaj toh SPG security bulaani padegi (will have to ask for SPG security for you)
 
M – kyon (why)
 
V – aaj aapko kaun chhodega (who will spare you today)
 
Mona Bhabhi laughed hysterically.
 
I went to my room to get ready and she started readying bags for kids, milk bottle etc especially for the younger one.
 
As I came out
 
M – Income Tax officer ji, looking handsome
 
V – thanks gorgeous Bhabhi
 
M – kya baat hai, aaj naughty ho rahe ho (getting naughty?)
 
V - aapko aise devta dekh len toh unka man dol jaaye (if demi-gods see you like this, even they would lust after you)
 
M – bas bas (she said laughing)
 
And we proceeded for the marriage in my car. It was a long travel.
 
M – Vicky shaadi kab kar rahe ho (when are you getting married)
 
V – Apne jaisee sundar biwi dhoondh do (find someone as beautiful as you)
 
M – buttering
 
V – yes waise meri Bhabhi makkhan hai khud (my Bhabhi is herself butter)
 
M – ha ha
 
V – Bhabhi ek baat poochun (may I ask something)
 
M – yes
 
V – Bhaiya ke saath love marriage thee ya arranged (was it a love or arranged marriage)
 
M – arranged
 
V – or love marriage kiske saath plan ki thee (and with whom you had planned love marriage)
 
She was about to say something and then looked at me
 
M – very smart, no one
 
V – don’t tell me but don’t make me believe ki koi nahin tha (there was no one)
 
M – maan le koi nahin thaa (believe me none)
 
And she started looking out
 
V – nahin batana hai toh mat batao, but kahaniyan na banao (don’t want to tell me ok, but tell tales)
 
Mona looked at me
 
V – Bhabhi you are a bomb, cannot believe none approached.
 
I kept quiet and kept on driving.
 
She too preferred keeping quiet.
 
At the marriage reception, she was the cynosure of every male eyes and a few lesbian ones too perhaps. She was looking red hot and given her hubby was not around meant many guys were hitting on her. I was admiring her posterior from a distance. The kids had mingled with a few others of their age and were enjoying the kid’s corner.
 
As the reception progressed, some chaps pulled Bhabhi on the dance floor and made her dance. She looked at me but I decided to play ignorant and got lost in the crowd though kept a keen eye on her. To start off with there were a few females too who were dancing with their partners around Bhabhi and as the Jaimala ceremony started, ladies went to see it from closer to the stage, leaving Bhabhi as the only female on the dance floor and as she tried to leave, some energetic youth pleaded with her to dance. Not knowing the office dynamics of Bhaiya, she continued.
 
The dance floor was at one of the corners and for the Jaimala ceremony all other lights were dimmed and all focus was on stage. A soft hindi number was being played as Bride was approaching the stage. The enterprise youth placed his hand on Bhabhi’s back and started an “innocent” dance. Seeing the opportunity another one hugged her from behind and became too daring to even kiss her near naked back. The DJs were enjoying the show in front of them and continued with the super soft slow music, the lights chap was also sitting with them and he too ensured that the dance floor area was almost pitch dark.
 
I had moved places to have a better seat in the house to see the action. Also wanted to see if she was game for such flirting. She was truly agitated and trying to get herself free without creating any scene. Sensing that she is trying to leave and lights would be on anytime soon, the guys started pressing her ass over the saree and boobs too, the one in front just bent forward to give the cleavage a royal lick.
 
Time for knight in the shining armour to move.
 
I went towards the stage and just said “Bhabhi”
 
M – Vicky main yahan hoon (I am here)
 
The guys, drunk, still were trying to pounce on her, devour her on the floor itself, 4 punches, two each saw them on ground. And before the lights were back, had moved to a much secure corner and asked Bhabhi to do some touch up.
 
M – Tu idhar hee rukna (you stay here)
 
V – don’t worry.
 
I kept an eye on the kids and saw them enjoying with others.
 
After about 10 minutes she came out, touch up done and looked decent.
 
M – thanks Vicky
 
V – welcome. Now you understand why I was sure that guys would have hit on you prior to marriage
 
My mona darling smiled.
 
V – you are just too hot
 
M – I know.
 
We were silent for a while and then she brought her hand forward) “Dost ??”
 
V – Dost (friend)
 
With this we proceeded as if the episode didn’t happen at all.
 
We got the kids close to us and had a quick dinner and left without creating a scene. As we were about to leave, it started raining very heavily, we waited for about an hour and that was the mistake we made. It was pouring like cats & dogs which ensured that the famed Delhi traffic jams were back in action. We had planned to go to Gurgaon from Mehrauli side Farm House but everything seemed so difficult. After an hour or so, we decided to move. I went first and got the car from the parking, thankfully didn’t get too wet as the car was parked quite near and on a firm cemented base. Mona and kids ran towards the car and I was witnessing lovely creations of god bouncing everywhere. She was running like Pamela Anderson of Baywatch in slow motion.
 
Soon they were in. Fortunately for me, the fuel tank was very close to full.
 
So we started from a secluded distant farm house in Mehrauli towards Gurgaon, it was so bad that one hour of drive and we had only reached Qutub Minar. And the scene ahead looked much worse, a big tree had fallen on the road to Gurgaon causing everything to stop. The traffic being routed to the other slip road was very slow as the road was narrow and with so much rain, the visible area had reduced. Could see major honking and tempers running high.
 
M – Vicky now what??
 
V – Ghar chalte hain, dwarka (let us go towards my home in Dwarka)
 
M – hmmmm
 
So I managed in about 30 minutes to take a U turn and start journey or ordeal towards Dwarka. It was like that the city had got to a standstill at 11pm and by god we had so many vehicles on road at 11pm. Gradually by midnight I managed to reach Vasant Kunj road towards Mahipalpur, one of the last major challenges as per me. Those in Delhi can visualize what I am talking about, the others can perhaps check the google map to trace the route.
 
Finally God is great, As I turned to that road, traffic was less, though a lot of natural debris like branches etc lay on the road and I decided to rush through and as luck would have it, debris also had some sharp object with punctured my tyre and by the time I reached Ryan School on the same road, the punctured tyre wobbled the movement. I got down in that rain and looked at the tyre. It was a puncture and no way I could have managed till Dwarka. I had a spare one as a stepny though. I indicated to Mona Bhabhi to come out. I could have changed the tyre with the two kids in car, but with an adult it was difficult. She came out and looked at the tyre.
 
M – puncture?
 
V – yes mam
 
M – now what
 
V – will change, spare hai
 
M – thank god.
 
V – meri help karni padegi (you will need to help me)
 
M – sure
 
I opened the dicky of the car and took out the spare one and jack and related tools required to change the tyre.
 
Bhabhi was helping me, she tucked her saree on her waist and was bending forward. The blouse was a designer one and made to expose for even a less endowed one but here you had a Antara Biswas aka Monalisa dimensions curvy beauty bending forward, no way in the way, anyone could have ignored those mammaries.
 
She saw me eyeing her treasures and smiled.
 
“Devar ji, tyre pe dhyaan do” (focus on tyres)
 
I smiled at her back “Bhabhi I love looking at beautiful creations”
 
She never expected me to respond like that, she thought she would corner me and have some fun at my expense.
 
“Ye MRF ka tyre bhi bahut beautiful hai, isko dekho pahele” (look at the tyre first) she said
 
“Bhabhi uske baad phir aapko dekh loon” I smiled (after that can I look at you)
 
“Uske baad road dekhna, ghar jaana hai” (see road after that, we have to go home)
 
V – “means ghar pahunch ke dekh sakta hoon” (means can look once we reach home)
 
She smiled and told me to focus.
 
We reached home. Towels were out and it was the of the kids, though they were by and large dry, still no chances taken. Milk was boiled for them and they went to sleep immediately. I went to my bathroom and changed to a comfortable shorts and t-shirt. In parallel, Bhabhi too went to the bathroom and changed into the clothes she was wearing when she came.
 
We had some warm milk ourselves and then she moved to my room to check on kids. I offered my double bed to them and myself was ready to sleep in the Guest room. She managed to find a sketch book, it was not accidentally found but kept there by me on return. Apart from photography, I was quite ept at sketching as well specially human forms and that too females. She was impressed with what she saw. A lot of sketches of humans, males, females, young females, with clothes and at times semi-clothed.
 
M – Vicky you draw very well. A very creative Income Tax Officer
 
I smiled.
 
V – Bhabhi aapke face ka sketch banaun (may I sketch your face)
 
She looked at me, first negative response and then agreed.
 
She sat in a pose I asked her to and in about half an hour or so, the sketch was ready. She was just mesmerized by the outcome. The sketch showcased her eyes as the most erotic ones in the world.
 
M – Lovely Vicky just too good
 
V – Thanks Bhabhi but if face is so good, sketch will be good
 
M – Tareef karni koi tumse seekhe (someone should learn how to praise from you)
 
I smiled.
 
V – Bhabhi you have very expressive eyes and lovely lips. Want to sketch only these two in your face again.
 
M – what??
 
V – kya hua
 
M – ok done
 
This time it was done a bit quickly, didn’t draw her hair, nose etc, only eyes and lips and face cut. It came out just perfect.
 
M – Beautiful ….
 
V – just like the original
 
We spent more time talking about various sketches etc. She wanted to know if I had drawn nudes and wanted to see, but couldn’t say it. I wanted to hear it from her. In my presence, she could not move around to check for anything more but I went to other room for responding to a very urgent mail.
 
She siffed through my books and managed to “find” the book with nudes.
 
She was zapped by the sheer beauty of nudity. It had many with faces and some without.
 
As I entered the room, she was engrossed in the book, I tapped her shoulder and before she could say anything
 
V – No issues Bhabhi, I know you wanted to ask this. You like it
 
M – You have great skill.
 
I then took out my laptop and showed the photographs I had clicked. It too had many nude female forms and use of light and shades. She just loved it.
 
V – Bhabhi, ek baat kahun bura mat manna (don’t mind what I say)
 
M – say
 
V – Mere liye model karogi for such a photo or sketch
 
M – ha ha ha .. in your dreams Devar ji
 
V – Soch lena Bhabhi (think about it Bhabhi)
 
M – sochungi sochungi (will think)
 
We talked a lot more and by the time we turned in it was almost 4am. Since she could not sleep in the tight clothes she was wearing, I gave her my Kurta and a shorts underneath it to feel less naked.
 
They got up late in the morning around 9am and then had breakfast at around 11am. I wanted to drop her home but she insisted that she would go alone as it was day. Finally I had to relent.
 
As we went down to take the cab, I asked her again “Bhabhi meri sketch waali offer ke baare mein sochna zaroor” (do think about my sketch offer)
 
M – ha ha will think … and then say no
 
V – hmmm….Bhabhi loved the way you enjoyed the close dance in the dark, specially the last royal lick on your treasure
 
I said this while look at her boobs.
 
She was zapped and couldn’t look at me. I just turned back and went to my house.
 
 
All the way to home she was thinking about the royal lick on her treasures. Though she was cornered by drunkards but she too was not without her share of guilt on the dance floor. She never protested enough, she could have. She let them enjoy her body while maintaining pretence of being forced to be there.
 
But will Vicky spill beans to her hubby now. She was thinking about it.
 
Since he was back in Delhi, had a lot more opportunities to visit Didi and her daughter Anju. By now had some threesomes with them too.
 
So after one such threesome with Didi and Anju he sandwiched between the two beauties on the bed and they were talking sweet nothings.
 
V – Didi Thank you
 
D – thank you kisliye (why)
 
V – Itni sexy beti paida karne ke liye aur khud itni hot honay ke liye (for giving birth to such a sexy girl and self being so hot)
 
Both females smiled.
 
A – Aur maamu thanks for having such a cock
 
V – welcome welcome. Sab yahi kahetin hain (all women say the same thing)
 
D – aur kaun kaun hai (who else)
 
V – guess
 
D – Savita
 
V – yes
 
A – Ritu toh confirmed hai
 
V – bilkul (absolutely)
 
D – Aur ? (and)
 
V – guess karo
 
Vicky was very careful to not let them know of his Maami and cousin at this stage.

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A – Ritu Maami ki mom
 
Vicky smiles
 
D – Ritu ki sister
 
Vicky smiles
 
D – Tu itna kameena kaise hai (howcome you are such a rascal)
 
V – Kyonki meri Didi aur bhaanji are so sexy (cause my Didi and niece are so sexy)
 
A – Maamu phir toh aapki posting pe ye dono aati rahi hongi (Ritu’s mom and sister must be coming to meet you during your short term posting)
 
V – yes
 
D – Khoob maze kiye hain (you enjoyed a lot)
 
V – oh yes
 
V – Aap dono ki help chahiye (need help from you two)
 
D – kya?
 
V – Mujhe Guddi chahiye (I want Guddi) {if you go through the previous parts, Guddi is daughter of Didi’s real elder sister}
 
D – whaat?
 
V – Didi maal hoti jaa rahi hai (she is becoming a babe)
 
A – hum kya kar sakti hain (what can we do)
 
V – uske saamne meri tareef kar, tu akele mein thodi hot waali kar de, without telling her ki we have done it (you praise me in front of her, in private say something hot about me)
 
So after careful thought Plan Guddi,alias Shweta was put in action.
 
Guddi’s mom Shefali didi was not bad looking either but not comparable to Didi.
 
It so happened that after a few days, Shefali Didi (SD) called up Didi and naturally the talks diverted towards match for Guddi as she was of marriageable age.
 
D – Shefali koi ladka dekha Guddi ke liye (saw any match for Guddi)
 
SD – Dekh toh rahe hain, but kuchh dhang ka nahin mila (on lookout but no good match as yet)
 
D – ek baat bolun (may I say something)
 
SD – haan bol (yes say)
 
D – kaash apne yahan  wala kaam hota toh pakka Vicky se shaadi karwa dete (had we followed  customs, would have got her married to Vicky)
 
SD – ha ha ha. Baat toh sahi hai (you are right). Dekhne mein achha hai, padha likha hai, sab kuch sahi hai (good looking, educated, everything is fine)
 
After a few more minutes focusing on Vicky’s qualities
 
D – waise shefali, uska woh bhi bahut badha aur mota hai (his is very thick and long)
 
SD – woh kya (what is that)
 
D – Aadmi ka hathiyar (man’s weapon)
 
SD – kya bol rahi hai (what are you saying) tera koi chakkar (any relations)
 
D – kya Shefali (what Shefali) ek din aaya tha, toilet use kar raha tha aur darwaza dhang se band nahin hua (was using toilet once and door was a bit ajar)
 
SD – Tera man toh nahin dol gaya
 
D – ha ha ha waise inka bhi bura nahin hai (hubby’s tool not bad either)
 
SD – ha ha ha
 
Unknown to SD, Anju was sitting right in front of Didi and heard everything.
 
Unknown to SD, Didi, Anju, Guddi had picked up the parallel line and heard everything that was interesting, starting from marriage options in . She didn’t realise that her mom was talking on landline and picked up the parallel one and heard all the juicy stuff. Her heart was beating very fast.
 
So as per plan, Anju called Guddi at night. Anju’s younger sister had gone to her Bua’s place.
 
A – Hi Guddi
 
G – Hi Anju, kaisee hai (how are you)
 
After some more chit chat.
 
A – rishte dekhe jaa rahe hain (looking out for matrimonial matches)
 
G – ha ha, mummy papa lage rahete hain (mom dad on it). Tujhe kaise pata (how do you know)
 
A – Mom Maasi se baat kar rahi theen (mom was talking to aunt – Guddi’s mom)
 
Her heartbeat increased and she said “tune kya kya suna” (what did you hear)
 
A – yahi ki maamu kitne handsome hain, strong hain, educated hain, settled hain.
 
G – aur (and)
 
A – phir mera phone aa gaya tha, I missed it (got a call then)
 
G – oh ok (she breathed a sigh of relief)
 
A – waise Guddi ek baat hai, Maamu hain toh all rounder (must say Maamu is all rounder)
 
G – how do you know
 
A – ek baat bataati hoon but kasam khaao ki kisi ko nahin bataogi (take oath that you will keep my secret)
 
An excited guddi said yes.
 
A – I like chatting on Yahoo chat
 
G – I too like so
 
A – I used to chat with someone, he was too hot and too good. I used to cum every time I chatted with him.
 
G – Mujhe bhi de na Id (give the id to me)
 
A – ha ha doongi.
 
A – Pata hai woh kaun nikle (who it turned out to be?)
 
Guddi guessed “Maamu?”
 
A – ji
 
G – tujhe kaise pata chala (how did you come to know)
 
A – had gone to his place once, his laptop was open and he was on phone, I had to check something and absent mindidly he said go ahead. Saw his id, it was the same one.
 
G – does he know it was you
 
A – no
 
G – kya kya kiya
 
A – everything barring face
 
G – you went nude?
 
A – smiles
 
G – whaat?
 
A – ek baar tu bhi chat karegi toh ho jaayegi (if you chat, you will get nude too)
 
Anju tells Vicky’s id without Guddi even asking for it.
 
A – tu ghar aa, phir tujhe kuchh dikhaungi (you come home will show you something)
 
G – chal I will come
 
Guddi is called by her dad and call ends.
 
In the meantime Vicky gets a call by Mona Bhabhi.
 
M – Hi Vicky
 
V – Hi Bhabhi jaaan
 
M – kaise ho (how are you)
 
V – Badiya (all well) kaise yaad kiya
 
M – kya main apne devar ko phone bhi nahin kar sakti (can’t I even call my bro in law)
 
V – surely you can
 
M – I have been impressed with your drawings that I saw
 
V – thanks
 
V – but you liked the nudes more
 
M – they were good too
 
M – Vicky
 
V – yes Bhabhi
 
M – hope you haven’t told anything about the marriage that day
 
V – what was there to be told
 
M – hmmmm
 
V – oh you mean that dance floor thing (he acted)
 
M – hmmmmm
 
V – trust me
 
M – thanks
 
V – Bhabhi
 
M – yes
 
V – bhool jaao
 
M – what
 
V – whatever happened, nothing will go out
 
M – thanks Vicky.
 
V – Bhabhi would love to draw your sketch, you know what I mean
 
M – mmmm Nahin kahungi toh bata dega (will you tell if I say no)
 
V – Itna ghatiya samjha hai (you think I am so cheap), but you have a super sexy body Bhabhi
 
M – I know, will let you know
 
V – will not draw full body sketch, can start with key portions that too clothed
 
M – hmmmmm
 
The call ended.
 
The very next day Guddi goes to meet Anju
 
Didi and Anju exchange knowing smiles that Guddi was falling into the trap.
 
So after formal pleasantaries were exchanged, Guddi rushed to Anju’s room and was waiting with baited breath to see what Anju was going to unveil.
 
Her eyes widened when she saw pics and videos of their chat, face hidden they had shared videos and pics of them being nude. Had sex over vc and enjoyed each other a lot. She was particularly intrigued by Anju having fun at her mom’s expense and enjoyed Maamu thinking of her mom as sex object. Her eyes were fixed on her Maamu’s lund. It was big – period
 
Guddi was no saint and had her share of flings but didn’t go beyond sucking etc., so all those penises that she had sucked till then seemed tiny.
 
G – Anju Maamu toh teri maa ko bhi beech mein laa rahe thhey, you also agreed (he was brining your mom into the game)
 
A – Unko thode pata tha ki main kaun who (he doesn’t know who I am)
 
G – But Maamu karte garam chats hain
 
A – aag laga dete hain (he makes me red hot)
 
G – but uske aage kya (then what next)
 
A – your choice
 
G – he is our Maamu
 
A – he is also a man
 
G – toh meaning you did it with him
 
A – naa yaar, just went out for movies together.
 
G – kuchh hua? (anything happened)
 
A – thoda sa. In rush his cock touched my ass a few times.
 
G – hmmmmm. Maza aaya (u enjoyed)
 
A – oh yes
 
G – then
 
A – for another movie, maamu let his elbow touch my boobs for some time, I too enjoyed
 
G – seems maamu too interested but a bit hesitant due to our relation
 
A – you are right. Waise he is not our real maamu but cousin maamu.
 
G – hmmmmm
 
A – Guddi tu hai maal, sexy dusky beauty you are.
 
G – tu bhi kam nahin hai Anju (you too are no less)
 
A – toh phir dono bhaanjiyan gher len apne Maamu ko (so let two nieces corner their uncle)
 
Both laugh in unison.
 
So a convinced Guddi leaves Anju’s house and sends a hi to her maamu thinking he is not aware.
 
Vicky accepts the request and they start chatting and on the second day, they start discussing interesting things.
 
Guddi had created a fake Id with the name Monica.
 
V – henceforth I will call you Guddi
 
M – Guddi?
 
V – yes
 
M – but Why?
 
V – she is my niece and what a piece of meat.
 
M – real niece
 
V – no, cousin sister’s daughter.
 
M – means you her Maamu
 
V – yes, you mind this game?
 
M – no no
 
Guddi was feeling proud that Maamu had hots for her and thought that she was a genius to have hidden her identitiy for Maamu to comprehend.
 
Reluctantly Monica agreed.
 
V – Guddi
 
G – yes maamu
 
V – let us do a roleplay
 
And he did the same one with Guddi of travelling in a bus with her mom. And by the time it ended, Guddi had cummed twice thinking of her maamu with her mom.
 
Guddi briefed Anju of the progress who in turn told it to Vicky. Zero communication gap !!
 
Bit by bit Guddi was falling in the trap, a trap she set for herself, others were just facilitating. In another few days, Vicky and she were doing video chat with covered faces and in another couple of days only faces had a cloth.
 
V – Guddi tu gorgeous hai
 
G – Thanks Maamu
 
V – Apne maamu ko apna doodh nahin pilaayegi (wont you feed milk to your uncle)
 
G – Aao maamu (come)
 
V – Laa apni maa ko bhi, dono ko chodunga (bring your mom too, will fuck both)
 
G – kya pasand hai aapko apni didi mein maamu (what do you like in your sister uncle)
 
V – everything. Kya mast boobs hain, gori chitta maal hai, bhari bhari (lovely boobs, very fair, curvy)
 
G – aaah maamu
 
V – Guddi, teri loon pahele ya teri ma ki (should I fuck you first or your mom)
 
G – pahele main (me first)
 
Guddi too had become his like Anju had over chat. They would have video or audio chat for hours.
 
She would long for his messages. She wanted her Maamu, what if maamu declined then?
 
She knew she was hot, she could charm him.
 
In the meantime, another sexy babe, this time his Bhabhi was ready to be sketched by him. She called him.
 
M – hello Vicky
 
V – hello Bhabhi kaisee ho (how are you)
 
M – I am fine you tell
 
V – me too
 
M – Vicky ek baat bataani thee (had to tell you something)
 
V – ji Bhabhi
 
M – your bhaiya is going to a different city for a few months for implementing some project
 
V – oh ok. When
 
M – next week.
 
V – matlab sketches tab
 
M – hmmmm
 
V – should I tell mom dad about it right now or bhaiya will call formally
 
M – let your bhaiya tell them
 
V – ok Bhabhi
 
After more generic talk, the call ended. Vicky smiled knowing Mona Bhabhi was inviting him on her own.
 
The same evening Bhaiya told Vicky’s mom and dad about his short term transfer and how he would need their help to look after his family. As expected full support was assured by Vicky’s parents. It was not a response for formality but was genuine. Vicky and Mona didn’t touch base since she was busy with Bhaiya’s movement.
 
In the meanwhile, Guddi reached Vicky’s place and enjoyed her new found equation with Vicky though she thought she was anonymous on chat for her Maamu. She was wearing a very sexy jeans, hugging her meaty thighs very nicely and outlining the shape of her bubbly ass. The actual top was a halter one, but she had worn a cotton shirt/jacket type thing over it to make it look decent and added a stole over it. Didn’t want her Chhote Nana Papa or Chhoti Naani Ma to start guessing anything. (Vicky’s dad was younger brother of Guddi / Anju’s maternal grandfather)
 
Guddi was enjoying her interaction with her maternal grandparents a lot. She was meeting them after some time now. Shifting to a different part of city reduced meetings. Anju was more fortunate in meeting them. Intercourse options with Vicky was another bonus for Anju.
 
Anyways, at around 4pm she said (here Chhoti Naani maa meaning Vicky’s mom will be CNM and Vicky’s dad Chhote Nana Papa is CNP)
 
G – CNM ek gadbad ho gayi (one mistake)
 
CNM – kya hua (what happened)
 
G – movie ki tickets lee theen, Anju ne bhi aana thaa, dhoka de gayi, ab ye dono tickets kharaab hongi (had bought movie tickets, Anju too had to join, ditched, now both tickets will go waste)
 
Imagine old guard seeing money going waste and that too close to Rs 700. Tickets are expensive these days.
 
CNP – Chhoti nahin hai? (Isn’t Chhoti there – Chhoti is Anju’s younger sis)
 
G – No CNP
 
CNM – Ticket kitne kee hain
 
G – 700
 
CNM – Itni mahengi (so costly)
 
Guddi smiles – ji CNM
 
CNP – Vicky tu kya kar raha hai sham ko (what are you doing today evening)
 
Vicky – nothing special
 
CNM – Toh jaa Guddi ko film dikha aa. (go and see movie with Guddi)
 
Vicky – Main? (me?)
 
CNM – Nahin Main – chal ja (no me !! – go now)
Vicky – Ye din aa gaye ki aisee aisee picture dekhni padegi (bad days – have to see such movies)
 
Guddi smiles and adds – thanks maamu, aap hum sab bhanjiyon ke faourite Maamu ho (you are favourite uncle of us nieces)
 
Vicky – haan haan sab pata hai, ruk aata hoon (yes yes I know, wait a minute)
 
He goes and changes to a regular jeans and t-shirt. Takes his bike keys and off they go. As they were about to start the bike, Guddi takes off her shirt/jacket covering her jewels on her chest and holds it in her hand. Vicky had a small bag attached to the bike and the shirt is nicely kept inside.
 
Vicky was deliberately driving slow prompting Guddi to say “kya maamu itna slow” (why driving so slow)
 
V – Main usually tez chalata hoon, but phir brakes zyaada lagenge, you ready? (I usualy drive fast, but then will brake more often)
 
Guddi laughs “Maam dikhao speed” (show speed then)
 
Vicky had a Pulsar and with seat sliding towards the driver meant that the pillon rider was in more physical contact. As he sped at a breathtaking speed, Guddi had to hug him and her ample boobs got crushed on her favourite Maamu’s back.
 
V – Guddi
 
G – yes Maamu
 
V – zor se pakad le (hold me tight)
 
G – ok maamu (and hugs tight, Vicky sees her smiling in side mirror)
 
He applies brakes a lot of times to make her boobies crash into him a lot more. His cock was rock hard.
 
G – Maamu you are naughty
 
V – Any you like naughty maamu?
 
G – I love my naughty maamu !!
 
They reach the hall at Vasant Kunj mall and they had enough time for the show to start.
 
G – Maamu ek minute (just a minute)
 
V – ok
 
Guddi goes to the ladies washroom and comes back all groomed up, hair were combed and a general touch up done.
 
As she was coming towards him, Vicky noticed all guys drooling over his darling niece. Her ample bossom was bouncing with every step, her silky smooth skin was shining and a bit of cleavage was also visible. All in all she looked like a dish, to be savoured, to be devoured, to be enjoyed.
 
V – Guddi you looking gorgeous
 
G – Thanks maamu
 
V – Bhoolne ka man kar raha hai ki you are my bhaanji (want to forget that you are my niece)
 
G – haa ha haa Maamu waise you looking very handsome.
 
V – so we are a couple for today evening out on our date?
 
Guddi smiles and they shake hand
 
G – maamu…
 
V – Maamu bolegi date ko apne (you will call your date Maamu?)
 
G – sorry but kya bolun
 
V – mera naam bol (take my name)
 
G – no
 
V – hmmm phir jaanu bol le (then say Jaanu)
 
G – not bad my jaanu maamu
 
Vicky smiles knowing how she is coming right into the trap.
 
Guddi smiles thinking today she will charm her maamu.
 
Happiness all around.
 
As they move around, Vicky first holds her hand and then pulls her close and holds her by the waist
 
V – Couples aise hee chalte hain (couples walk like this only)
 
G – I know Jaanu says she smilingly
 
Guddi leans into her maamu a bit more, his hands moves southwards a bit more.
 
Vicky whispers “Aaj tu neeyat kharab karwayegi Gudddi”
 
She hits on his arm playfully and laughs.
 
Now Vicky rests his palm squarely on her ass.
 
Guddi looks at him questioningly though enjoying the attention, he guesses it right
 
V – People will think we are deep in love
 
G – But … but
 
V – Koi baat nahin (no issues) and he removes his hand but adds “ I like to show my bonding with my Girl Friend. You not comfortable, no probs.
 
Guddi looks at her Maamu Jaanu and doesn’t know what to do.
 
G – Jaanu
 
Vicky ignores
 
She takes his hand and places back on her ass
 
G – I love you jaanu
 
Vicky looks deep in her eyes “Can we forget that we are Mama Bhanji when alone, logon ke saamne rakhna padega” (will have to keep pretensions before people)
 
Guddi says nothing.
 
It was a rubbish movie, she had planned a movie with a lot of sex scenes to make Maamu uncomfortable or seduce him, it was a Sunny Leonne movie with a lot of skin show and dry sex. Hall was half full comprising primarily of couples who had come to enjoy only.
 
Vicky sits carefully and does not even touch her. She realizes that her response to his forgetting relation comment but was unsure for a while. But then she was getting hot seeing sexy Sunny and the scenes all around. She leans into Vicky
 
G – Am ready to forget
 
V – Forget what
 
G – that we are related
 
V – ok
 
V – and then who are we
 
G – a couple
 
Vicky smiles “you will enjoy it Guddi promise”
 
G – I know maamu jaanu
 
Vicky wraps his right arm around her exposed shoulders and gives a big lick to the exposed skin nearest to him.
 
G- aah
 
Vicky gives even a bigger lick in response.
 
V – Guddi tere boobs mast lag rahe hain
 
She looks at him that why is he even asking
 
V – invite your maamu to press your boobs
 
She looks at him again and then says “Maamu aao mere boobs dabao na” in a most seductive voice.
 
Vicky touches her left boob with his left hand with right one just a few inches above her right one.
 
She gasps. Maamu was expert.
 
Vicky gives a big lick on her cheek
 
She turns towards him and gets what she wanted, a big juicy kiss.
 
It was a prolonged kiss.
 
It was a passionate kiss.
 
It was a forbidden kiss.
 
It was a juicy kiss.
 
It was an expert’s kiss.
 
It was her Maamu’s kiss.
 
She just loved the way her Maamu licked her lips, chewed her lips, sucked her lips, her tongue, allowed her to play with each others’ tongue leaving her gasping for more and coupled with boob play by Vicky, she reached heaven. Suddenly the lights were switched on, indicating interval.
 
People going out were looking at them. Suddenly she got a call from her father asking her whereabouts. Vicky took the phone and told them half truth mixed with liberal doses of lies, which was even more dangerous.
 
Thinking that Guddi is safe with her Maamu, the call ended.
 
As the interval ended and lights went dim, Guddi looked at Vicky
 
G – Jaanu abhi movie poori Karen (should we complete the movie)
 
V – movie ya kuchh aur complete karna hai (want to complete movie or something else)
 
G – maamu?? (she looked at him in mock anger)
 
G – Waapas chalen, ghar pe shak karenge (let us go back, parents will doubt)
 
V – hmmmm, ok
 
As they entered parking, Guddi wanted to take her shirt, Vicky stopped her
 
V – later
 
Guddi looked at him and nodded.
 
As she sat on pillon seat, Vicky asked her to rub her ample bossom on his back, she complied willingly. It was so much fun. He then rode to District Park in South Delhi and they chatted for a while.
 
V – Guddi now you are mine
 
G – yes jaanu
 
V – Dekh apni shaadi toh ho nahin paayegi but you will be mine (we wont be able to marry)
 
G – I understand maamu jaanu
 
They then engaged in a passionate kiss, just like the other lovers, only difference they were related. May be some of the other couples were related too….
 
So now it had changed completely.
 
Vicky made her wear her shirt and she sat on the bike and off he sped.
 
She reached home in time and he too
 
Something interesting happened that week. Vicky’s mom and dad went for a pilgrimage tour for about a fortnight. This absence helped in crossing many frontiers…..
 
he day his parents left, he called Mona Bhabhi. Incidentally Rajiv Bhaiya too had left for his deputation for a few months the same day.
 
Vicky had gone to drop him off to the Airport as the kids insisted on going to see off their dad. Though airport security is such that you just waive a bye from within the car, still the kids had the satisfaction of seeing dad off.
 
Those familiar with Delhi geography would know that Airport domestic terminal 1D is a lot closer to Dwarka than Gurgaon. Since I had picked up Bhaiya & family in my car, hence I took them to my place. It was a Saturday.
 
As we entered, the kids took liking to the video games etc and kept themselves busy.

[manigopal]

 
V – Bhabhi
 
M – yes Vicky
 
V – Aap is dress mein kaatil lag rahi ho (looking a killer in this dress)
 
M – thanks
 
V – Outlining your special assets very very nicely
 
Mona smiles and says nothing.
 
V – agar aapka man hai toh hum sketch kar sakte hain (if you wish we can sketch)
 
M – hmmmm
 
V – This blouse will highlight your boobs very nicely
 
Mona was a bit surprised at the usage of word Boobs and then she had a relook at the blouse. She was wearing a regular saree but the blouse was a tad too short for her dimensions. More like a small Choli instead of a regular blouse. The boobs were dying to jump out of the blouse and were straining the buttons with utmost effect.
 
V – I am in my room, if interested do join me for the sketch.
 
Saying this Vicky left for his room and started his laptop. Mona went to be with her kids and as kids played more and more, her thoughts moved towards his offer. And as the kids slept, her resolve for being sketched strengthened.
 
She knocked on Vicky’s door.
 
V – aajaao Bhabhi (come in)
 
M – Bachche so gaye (kids have slept)
 
V – wait kar rahee theen (u were waiting for them to sleep)
 
Mona keeps silent.
 
V – Bhabhi daro mat, face mein sirf aapke lush lips aur sexy expressive eyes sketch karunga and rest will be your bosom (will only sketch your bosom and lips eyes in face)
 
Mona took a deep breath and agreed.
 
M – kahan baithun (where do I sit)
 
V – Bhabhi fresh up ho jaao, will take time.
 
M – ok (she noted his professionalism)
 
After about 10 minutes she came and was waiting for instructions, Vicky had by then had set up her chair, light etc. He was very particular in these things. His sketch book and the entire tool kit meaning pencils etc were out.
 
As she sat, Vicky went to her and removed her pallu and made it to rest a bit in her lap and the remaining on floor. Mona was feeling near naked but couldn’t do anything. Her breathing became labored and Vicky saw exaggerated protruding movement of her divine boobs.
 
V – Bhabhi easy, get your breathing back to normal.
 
M – hmmm
 
V – Though I am enjoying the sight.
 
Mona could manage a smile only.
 
For next couple of hours, Vicky was on it and when the show ended it was worth the effort. Even Mona couldn’t but admire his talent. With a simple pencil paper he created such a seductive picture of a well endowed woman.
 
The sketch showcased the divine cleavage, boobs pushed up due to tight blouse, nipple impressions since it was a net bra, showed anxious eyes, parted lush lips, nice smooth shoulders.
 
V – Bhabhi pasand aaya (you like it)
 
M – I love it, you have made me better
 
V – bhabhi you are so sexy, none can hide it.
 
Mona smiles shyly.
 
V – If you agree, would love to sketch or shoot you nude.
 
M – control control
 
Vicky was not going to pursue with her further since Guddi was already in bag and he would devour her very soon, hence Mona Bhabhi was not a priority right now that she should be wooed aggressively.
 
V – As you say Bhabhi but ek baat hai – aap bomb ho (you’re a bomb). Agar Bhaiya ko miss karo toh unka chhota bhai haazir hai (if you miss bhaiya, his younger bro is there)
 
M – haan haan zaroor you naughty (yes yes sure …) and she laughed hysterically.
 
V – free mein kaam karwa ke jaa rahi ho Bhabhi (going after getting work done for free)
 
M – kya chahiye mere talented devar ji ko (what does my talented Devar needs)
 
V – Jo chahiye woh aap abhi nahin dogey (you won’t give now what I desire)
 
M – phir kuchh aur maang lo (ask for something else then)
 
V – permission to hug you whenever I want is my fees
 
M – Whaat??
 
V – ok – don’t give.
 
Mona thinks about it. Not sure how to proceed. Then thinks it is only a hug and since she is in Gurgaon and he in Delhi, how many times and Vicky wouldn’t dare doing so in front of others. Also she wanted Vicky to sketch her more.
 
She opens her arms for Vicky to hug.
 
Vicky hugs her very nicely, rubs his hand on her back and covers the entire surface area. She feels the hands but lets it be like that. She snuggles further into him, Vicky could sense that she is enjoying his touches, but he wanted her to give her body on her own. He would ignite the passions and wait. He knew even if he bangs her she would not create a scene. But he would not do that. He wanted to rule her body and mind.
 
As she leaves in Ola cab, Vicky calls Guddi.
 
G – Hi Maamu
 
V – HI jaanu
 
G – papa mummy paas mein hain (mom dad around)
 
V – Mom dad gaye hue hain 2 hafton ke liye (mom dad have gone out for two weeks)
 
G – hmmm
 
They both talk then general things so that her parents think it is a normal call. He also talks with Shefali didi and Jijaji.
 
After some time Guddi calls
 
V – Hi Guddi
 
G – Hi Jaanu
 
V – Jaanu.. meaning Didi Jijaji not around
 
G – yes
 
V – meaning meri randi tayaar hai (my keep is ready)
 
G – ever ready
 
V – kuchh karke aa ja (do something and come)
 
G – how
 
V – tu Anju ke ghar night out maarne ja, pahele wahan jaake didi jijaji se baat karwa diyo, phir Anju ko bol diyo BF ke saath masti karne jaa rahi hai, tere liye cover kar le (you go to Anju’s place for a night out, get your mom dad to talk to them and then get Anju to cover ofr your night out with your BF)
 
G – hmmmm
 
V – you tell Didi (Anju’s mom) that you are going for a night out with your class mates (females) and your mom wouldn’t have allowed, Didi too will help.
 
G – Maamu you are the best.
 
V – Guddi I am waiting for you
 
G- giggles me too maamu
 
G – Maamu hold
 
V – ok
 
She comes after a minute or so.
 
G – maamu gadbad ho gayi (messed up)
 
V – what happened
 
G – Woh Chachu ki family milne aa rahi hai sham ko, kaise nikalun (Dad’s younger brother’s family coming to meet us in the evening, how do I come)
 
V – No issues honey. You come in morning then. Tell Anju that you want to go out for shopping and she will cover for you. Giver her tickets of Bahubali 1 and 2 running in the mall at Vasant Vihar. Utna kaafi hai
 
G – hmmmm
 
V – but tell her first.
 
G – maamu got to go.
 
V – ok but raat ko VC karte hain (let us do VC at night)
 
G – done jaanu
 
Vicky calls up Didi and Anju and tells them what is to be done and how they should cover up.
 
Didi and Anju took call on speakerphone.
 
A – maamu akele mein mujhe nahin bulaya (you didn’t call me alone)
 
V – jealous !! let me have her then will have you together.
 
V – Didi
 
D – haan bol
 
V – Anju ko bhej do, thodi der ke liye
 
D – Aur main
 
V – tu bhi aaja meri jaan (you too come my love). Infact it is better, none will have any doubts
 
After two hours both randi mom & daughter were at his door.
 
They had a good three hour long session including a threesome shower, threesome regular, in balcony. They had fun.
 
D – Vicky ab chalte hain (let us leave)
 
V – hmmm
 
A – kal Guddi ki logey maamu?
 
V – agar teri meharbaani ho jaaye (if you bless us)
 
All laugh and they leave.
 
So after a few hours, Vicky finishes his dinner, enjoys a weekend football match on TV and is generally lazying around.
 
It was still about 10pm and he got a whatsapp message from Mona
 
M – HI Vicky
 
V – Hi Bhabhi
 
M – you had your dinner
 
V – yes Bhabhi
 
M – ab phir sonay ki tayaari (getting ready to sleep)
 
V – pahele doodh peene ka man hai (want to have milk first)
 
M – you like milk
 
V – I love, specially fresh one
 
M – hmmm
 
V – I have your sketch in front
 
M – lovely sketch Vicky
 
V – you want it
 
M – YES YES
 
V – What will you tell bhaiya
 
M – oh
 
V – Why don’t you get it framed and place in your room. Tell him you loved the sketch
 
M – not bad
 
V – But will bhaiya recognize you from the sketch
 
M – how??
 
V – you have exceptionally well shaped and sized boobs
 
Mona blushes and then says thanks.
 
V – Bhabhi need permission
 
M – bolo
 
V – I will drink milk but will have your sketch in front of me and will focus on your boobs
 
M – what??
 
V – Do I have your permission
 
M – for what
 
V – Imagining the milk is fresh and from …….
 
M – oh my god… you rascal…..
 
V – Bhabhi I have a glass in my hand full of rich milk and am seeing your sketch
 
M – Shut up
 
V – mmmmmm aaaa lovely milk Bhabhi
 
Mona keeps silent
 
V – Bhabhi thanks
 
V – you want me to draw next level of sketch
 
M - ??
 
V – Your boobs covered by your hand
 
M – no
 
V – ok your choice
 
Vicky stays silent.
 
M – Mujhe sharam aati hai ( I am shy)
 
M – VC se kar len, I can do that in front of webcam
 
V – Bhabhi 3 dimensional vision chahiye, boobs ki depth, bharipan sab dekhna padhta hai (need 3D view, to judge the fulsomeness of your boobs)
 
M – mmmmm
 
Vicky was not going to let this opportunity go
 
V – ek kaam karte hain, we will first go by as you say, agar sketch theek na banaa, then you can model in person
 
Mona thought she has managed to convince Vicky with her brilliant idea and in her eagerness says “kab”
 
Vicky calls up Mona
 
V – Bhabhijaan itni jaldi.
 
M – oye
 
V – kal Karen if it is fine with you.
 
M – hmmm ok
 
V – Bhabhi can you come on VC, google duo use karo
 
M – ok but why
 
V – I want to see your divine cleavage
 
M – whaat??
 
V – karo na (do it) it was not a request tone was firm
 
They both look at each other, first time after the sketch and smile.
 
Vicky blows a kiss and she smiles.
 
He sees Mona wearing a sexy nightie. It was a noodle strapped pink satin one.
 
V – Bhabhi jaan, show it
 
M – she focuses mobile camera on her boobs.
 
V – Bhabhi nightie neeche pull karo (pull nightie downwards)
 
Mona complies and Vicky sees a 3 inch cleavage and tightened nightie around boobs.
 
V – Bhabhi jaan bra nahin pahena?
 
Mona nods in affirmative.
 
V – Bhabhi may I
 
M – what
 
V – May I suck them
 
M – whaaat !!!
 
Vicky focuses his mobile camera on his face and makes faces like sucking. He could see a smile from Mona.
 
M – Vicky bas
 
V – ok
 
V – Bhabhi you liked it
 
Mona remains silent and then gives a shy smile.
 
V – Bhabhi once more please
 
M – no Vicky no
 
V – Bhabhi just once
 
M – hmmm you are one stubborn person, chal jaldi kar (do it fast)
 
V – Hold your boobs with your hands, press them
 
M – hmmmm (complies)
 
Vicky now makes faces like sucking them and then says “Bhabhi imagine these are my hands”
 
Mona stays silent and Vicky hears a soft mmmm before call ended.
 
He smiles.
 
At the other end she smiles.
 
Vicky’s tool is rock hard. He just goes to relieve himself and as soon as he returns it was around 1040pm. He was watching some porn on laptop that he got a call from Guddi
 
G – Hi jaanu
 
V – Hi jaan
 
G – Ab jaake free huyi hoon (just got free now)
 
V – no issues jaan
 
G – love you
 
V – hmmmm. Chal video chat karte hain (lets do a VC)
 
G – great idea.
 
She was alone in her room and initiated VC.
 
V – I want you to call me maamu
 
G- ok maamu
 
V – Guddi roleplay khelegi
 
G – as you say maamu jaan
 
V – I want you as your mom
 
G – hmmm but why
 
V – ek saath 2 ka mazaa
 
G – how
 
V – you are with me and your mom in virtual world
 
G – love you
 
V – So as per story, we are at a wedding. Your dad is travelling. Reach there unknowingly. Turned out a common friend to both.
 
G – ok
 
V – Shefali didi is looking drop dead gorgeous in her designer sari and blouse. I have come alone. You have come with Didi and you find a couple of friends to enjoy with.
 
G – ok
 
After general chit chat
 
V – Didi Guddi badi ho rahi hai, shaadi ki baat chhedi (Guddi is blossoming, have you initiated match making)
 
G – kuchh baat nahin rahi (nothing materializing)
 
V – I don’t believe it, Guddi has blossomed into a very beautiful woman
 
G – Mom smiles.
 
V – kaash apne yahan  wala game hota (wish had  type practices)
 
G – meaning
 
V – Maama bhaanji ki shaadi .. ha ha ha
 
G – Mom smiles… you naughty.. aise khyaal hain (you think like this)
 
V – Didi must admit, she is damn desireable.
 
G – Mom looks at you and smiles again
 
V – phir mujhe aap jaisee sundar saas bhi toh milti (then I would have got a beautiful mom in law like you)
 
G – buttering
 
V – butter toh aap ho (you are like butter)
 
G – Mere naa honay waale damaad ji, saasu ke pair chhoote hain (my not to be son-in-law you touch your feet of your mom in law)
 
V – Aur baaki kya kya chhoo sakte hain (what else can we touch)
 
G – mom smiles … shut up Vicky.
 
V – Didi you are looking damn sexy in this dress
 
G – Didi hoon (am your elder sister)
 
V – but maal ho
 
Vicky asks Guddi to remove her top and she complies and is only in her bra and shorts. It was a net bra, showing a lovely cleavage. Vicky praises her like hell and then after a few minutes they are back to RP.
 
We move to a corner with our snacks. I take my hand behind Didi and touch her exposed back
 
G – Vicky ye kya
 
V – Didi butter chicken waali feeling le raha hoon. You are a chick and your skin is like butter
 
G – Oye flirt. I am your sister, cousin but still sister
 
V – I know but aaj ke liye bhool jaao (can you forget for today)
 
G – why
 
V – bas aap mast lag rahe ho (you looking awesome)
 
G – mom smiles
 
V – (Guddi in real you ok if I bang Didi)
 
G – (first me then mom… her choice)
 
V – (remove your bra)
 
Guddi complies smilingly.
 
He saw two love shaped and sized boobs, dusky skin and dark nipples made them alluring.
 
V – press them
 
G – aah maamu
 
V – think it is me
 
G – yes jaanu
 
V – pull your nipples
 
G – aah maaamu
 
V – lick your fingers and rub them over your nipples. Soch main choos raha hoon (think I am sucking)
 
G – aah maamu love you. So hot
 
Vicky made her love her boobs as he wanted. She did it all for him. After about 10 such hot minutes
 
V – Roleplay khelna hai?
 
G – yes jaanu
 
V – So I am touching didi’s back
 
G – Vicky naa kar koi dekh lega (someone may see)
 
V – kaun dekhega (who will see) we know nobody
 
G – Guddi bhi toh hai (guddi is there)
 
V – She is far away in that corner. I am rubbing Didi’s neck
 
G – aah Vicky
 
The baraat (groom’s party) comes and all move towards them, Didi is also asked by someoe to join. She moves followed by me and I stand just behind her. Full tight.
 
V – you feel my lund on your ass. I am holding you by shoulders
 
G – I smile
 
V – I rub my lund a bit harder this time and whisper “bheed bahut hai” (a lot rush)
 
G – I know
 
V – my hands move to her waist and am almost hugging her from behind. In mad rush none notices
 
G – aaah
 
V – Didi pasand aaya
 
G – shut up
 
V – I make circles on her tummy and hand starts to move north towards her boobs
 
G – I stop your hand
 
V – Didi karne do na (let me do)
 
G – koi dekh lega (someone may see)
 
V – dar mat jaan (don’t worry darling)
 
G – mom turns and smiles
 
V – (kaisa lag raha hai Didi ji)
 
G – (lovely maamu)
 
V – (in real has someone had fun with Didi)
 
G – (hmmm papa ki side ke rishtedaar, saw someone sucking her boobs)
 
V – (and)
 
G – (she loves to play holi)
 
V – (not with Jijaji I guess)
 
G – (ha ha ha)
 
V – I pull didi and take her to the parking area
 
G – Vicky kahan jaa raha hai (where are you going)
 
V – come with me
 
G – you take mom to a far corner in dark parking area and start licking her cleavage and press her boobs
 
V – (seems you have seen someone doing it to her)
 
G – (hmmmmm)
 
V – I forcefully kiss her and open her blouse
 
G – koi aa jaayega
 
V – chup
 
G – u press mom’s choot
 
V – (show me yours Guddi – nangi ho)
 
G – (maamu aap bhi ho nange)
 
Vicky removes his shorts and undies and out is his cock in full glory.
 
G – wow maamu
 
Saying this and with eyes locked on Vicky’s cock, she gets naked.
 
V – lovely choot darling, turn around, show me your ass
 
G – here it is Maamu all yours, she turns and shows her ass
 
Vicky makes her do a lot of things for him. She is his – period.
 
She masturbates for him and cums fast and hard. She cleans herself and feels the aftereffects of an earthshattering orgasm.
 
G – Maamu you are the best
 
V – thanks love. Coming tomorrow
 
G –yes yes yes
 
V – in real want to fuck your mom. Saali maal hai
 
G – it is dangerous
 
V – I know, you will have to help me
 
G – I will
 
V – want to do RP further ya chat
 
G – Maamu regular chat
 
V – Guddi waiting for tomorrow
 
G – me too Maamu
 
V – I promise to fuck you dry
 
G – aaah maamu… I promise to be fucked dry by you….

[manigopal]

 
They had more fun for another hour or so and slept with immense possibilities for the next day. Guddi was his. For Guddi Maamu was hers.
 
Next morning he got up, freshened up, briefed Anju and Didi on plan of action for the day. They were excited too.
 
He then wanted to finish a glass of milk alongwith breakfast and then thought of a certain Mona Bhabhi.
 
V – Hi Bhabhi
 
M – Hi Vicky good morning
 
V – Good morning darling….bhabhi
 
M – Kaise yaad aayi…
 
V – permission chahiye
 
M – why (though she knew what it was for)
 
V – Bhabhi doodh peena hai (want to have milk)
 
M – toh peelo (so have it)
 
V – Bhabhi start Google duo, want to see you while having milk
 
M – no Vicky
 
Vicky sends a video call request, she accepts grudgingly and then focuses the camera on her boobs.
 
V – thanks Bhabhi jaan
 
She sees him having milk and he sees her boobs.
 
V – Bhabhi you have lovely boobs
 
M – oye….i know
 
V – Bhabhi sketch when…..
 
M – will tell you
 
V – Bhabhi can you press your boobs for me….
 
M – Vicky no
 
V – smiles, makes face like sucking her boobs and closes the call.
 
She smiles.
 
In the meantime, Guddi had started from her residence for Anju’s with final destination being Vicky’s place.
 
 
Vicky was tracking movement of Guddi and there was still another couple of hours for her to reach. He had made all arrangements for a longish spell. Checked on all probable relatives who may have had dropped in. Thankfully, no alarms as yet. He also spoke with his parents to just track their movement, everything was going as per schedule.
 
After completing all necessary calls etc, he still had about one and half hours to kill. He thought of his Mona Bhabhi again. He calls.
 
M – Hi Vicky
 
V – Hi Bhabhi, how are you
 
M – I am just fine
 
V – You are not just fine but a very fine specimen of female form.
 
M – You flirt. (she giggles)
 
V – you like it….
 
Mona keeps silent for a few seconds and then says “a bit.”
 
V – Thanks. Bhabhi phir doodh peena hai (want to drink milk again)
 
M – Kisne roka hai, fridge se nikaalo pee jaao (none has stopped you, take it from fridge and have it)
 
V – Aap jaante ho ki kal parso se main doodh kaise pee raha hoon (you know how I have been having milk since yesterday)
 
M – So
 
V – So ki main doodh piyunga ya nahin aap pe depend karta hai (it depends on you if I will have milk)
 
Mona was caught now, she had to make that call.
 
M – I know you like milk.
 
Vicky smiles and sends a request for Video Chat.
 
As she comes online and they can see each other
 
V – Bhabhi I love you
 
M – I know
 
As Mona takes her phone to her bosom, Vicky sees she is wearing a noodle strap loose top showing ample cleavage.
 
V –yummy Bhabhi, aaj toh doodh peene ka mazaa aa jayega (will enjoying having milk even more)
 
M – Chup badmaash. (shutup rascal)
 
V – Bhabhi looking too sexy
 
M – thank you devar ji.
 
Vicky makes lecherous faces and Mona laps them all up. He then shows as if he is licking something.
 
V – Bhabhi remove your straps.
 
M – whaat
 
V – drop your noodle straps.
 
It was clear that she was not wearing bra and if she dropped them it would showcase a lot of cleavage and upper boob skin. She nodded a NO.
 
Vicky stopped having milk and made it conditional upon her dropping the straps.
 
M – Vicky zid mat kar
 
V – thodi zid karne do na Bhabhi
 
M – Vicky samajh
 
V – chalo phir main doodh nahin peeta
 
Saying this Vicky closes VC window.
 
He knew the what will be the result.
 
Mona on the other hand, thought about many things including propriety etc., but then she was captivated by his sketching and wanted more of hers, also she had developed a soft corner for him. May be fear of the dance floor act was too much too ignore.
 
Vicky got a VC request from Mona and he accepted. Mona held her ear to say sorry. Vicky didn’t budge.
 
M – Achha yaar, will do
 
V – Now you will have to do more
 
M – What more
 
V – kiss me via camera
 
She smiles and complies. Barriers were being broken.
 
Then Vicky kisses.
 
V – Bhabhi this one is for your lips
 
Again kisses
 
V – This one for your cleavage
 
By now mona had removed the straps and was holding her top with one hand.
 
V – Bhabhi next sketch aise pose mein hoga (next sketch in this pose)
 
Mona smiles.
 
Vicky just takes phone a bit away for a bigger picture and ensures she can see the tent formed in his shorts. Mona notices. Tent was big.
 
V – Bhabhi kaash woh mere haath hotay (wish it were my hands) he says pointing to her holding her top from making her topless.
 
Mona smiles.
 
Call ends…. happiness all around.
 
On the other side, Guddi had reached Anju’s place and they had taken leave for going to Mall, at mall Guddi did exactly as advised telling Anju to enjoy herself while she goes out with her boy friend. Poor Guddi, only if she knew the plan…
 
As Guddi leaves for his place, another 20 minutes from the Mall, Anju calls Vicky
 
A – maamu
 
V – haan anju
 
A – Guddi aa rahi hai chudne ko
 
V – thanks darling
 
A – maamu mujhe bhool jaaoge (will you forget me)
 
V – kabhi nahin (never)
 
A – love you maamu
 
V – Ek kaam kar, 2 ghante baad aa jana, will have total fun
 
Anju giggles and then says done Maamu. Call ends
 
Ding dong the door bell is pressed and Vicky opens it.
 
His jaw drops, she is looking drop dead gorgeous.
 
Vicky lets her in and as soon as he closes the door, he pounces on her.
 
Meri jaan, meri jaan he keeps on whispering in her ear as his hands finds her boobs under her sexy camisole. She leans into him and submits to him. One hand reaches and fiddles with her jeans button, it was a skin tight jeans outlining her super lovely curves.
 
Vicky lifts her on his shoulder and starts walking towards bedroom.
 
Guddi was enjoying such treatment by her Maamu jaanu. He throws her on the bed and jumps on her with his leg on either side of her meaty thighs. Both pair of eyes get locked.
 
V – Jaan kab se intezaar tha (was waiting for so long)
 
G – Kab se maamu (since maamu)
 
V – Jab se tujhe bhai ki shaadi mein dekha tha (since saw you in cousin’s wedding)
 
G – Maamu ek baar bol ke toh dekhte (you should have said once)
 
Both sets of lips meet. And they kissed. His ability to kiss made her go weak. She was feeling very weak and then she opened her lips to welcome his tongue. This was the opportunity worth waiting for. He let his tongue probe her mouth. She was reciprocating. The hands were now behind his head mingling with his hair. The eyes closed. Maamu could kiss and he was using all his experience to impress the young sexy niece. And impress did he. She felt the huge difference in the way he kissed and others had. The lips kissed each other, tongues mingled, tongues licked lips, saliva exchanged and a lot of it.
 
They parted and again looked at each other, both were smiling. And he again got down to lick her face, lips, neck, shoulders…she was moaning in heat. Off went her camisole and she stood topless. She had come prepared. The bra was kept in purse before she reached Vicky’s place. Imagine a fulsome babe standing in jeans and being topless with mid back length hair and looking at you seductively.
 
He took her in his arms and encircled in an embrace. The hands felt the soft unblemished skin on her back with hands roaming the full length, breadth of her back. Then he pressed her ass globes. He turned her around with her full lose hair on one side of shoulder exposing her bare back, he licked the ivory skin. Every square inch was licked. She shuddered. He knew how to press the buttons. He continued the lick, she arched her back, in appreciation, he didn’t stop and continued. After spreading a thin coat of his saliva on her glistening back, he moved up and again licked her neck.
 
The hands meanwhile were drawing circles around her nippies and gently massaging them. She was impressed by his expertise and imagination. He moved in front of her and did not proceed to the naked boobs, instead he went ahead and kissed her. The lip lock proceed to a tongue lock and tongues got intertwined feeling each other’s lips and tongues, alternating between upper and lower lip. After 5-7 minutes of lip-tongue lock, he broke away from the lip lock but did not disengage from her skin. The lips were still stuck to her body and the wet lips traced the way downwards from her chin. The neck, upper bosom all were licked and kissed with the lips resting at the start of cleavage.
 
He started the licking of cleavage, millimeter by millimeter he went south. This was making her mad, Maamu was so good at it. Expert Maamu she thought. As he completely measured the over three inch long cleavage, with his tongue, he moved to the underside of the boobies with the tongue still continuing the magic on the melons. She was waiting for him to maul the melons but he was making her wait and the pleasurable pain was excruciating for her. He planted innumerable number of kisses and licks on the underside of her tits, making her go further weak in knees. Then he started the journey north still licking her, the tongue moved from between the boobs to her upper bosom. Once again he made her long for his touch, which he was holding back. He knew, if he could make her happy today, the luscious beauty, the voluptuous lass will be his for taking as long as he wanted. He was not leaving any stone unturned to achieve his objective.
 
The sight was magnificent, the luscious babe was standing top nude. He took the nipple between his thumb and index finger and tweaked it a bit, the sensitive nipple became more stiff. He did this to both the boobs. The stiff nippies became looked like small erasers. Then he started sucking the boobs with tongue paying attention area around nippies. The boob massage started and gradually the pressure increased. The sucking brought in new sensations to her. Some of her previous BFs had sucked her boobs, nobody could resist the temptation, those were meant for mauling and sucking only, but this one was special. This one was passionate, loving, caring. She pressed his head further into her bosom. She liked it and her pressing his head was the testimony. The melons he liked were his now. God was kind to him. The breathing had increased, the bosom was heaving up and down with more prominence. The sucking had made her reach her first orgasm. She was sensitive there but nobody had made her cum only with sucking, boob pressing. He was the first one to explore this possibility and succeed. She moaned and with one big moan, she pressed his head into her and the legs shook alongwith the whole body. The face was a portrait of lust, wanton lust. The eyes were half closed. The thin sheen of sweat had applied a coat of shine on her body. She came in like a waterfall, so much so that some of the love juices leaked out of the coveted pot and formed a stream on her inner thigh.
 
He disengaged and looked at the beauty. The disheveled beauty was a piece of marvel to adore. To reduce her pain, he pulled off her jeans. God, this was special. She was more voluptuous. Meat in right places, that much more alluring and inviting with a safe knowledge that his secret was safe with her. She struck a pose with one leg in front of other, like models do, and the arms crossed much above her head. This made her look more voluptuous, if earlier was not good enough. He motioned her to swerve. She did. The luscious ass globes were very inviting. He knew their turn will come very soon. The ass looked so much fuller, so much rounder made for love making only. The ass was fuller, rounder looked from any angle, from back or from side. It was made to fuck.
 
Then she motioned him to remove his clothes. He was only too willing. Off went the t-shirt and he opened the button of half-pant and stood close to her. With a wicked smile on her face, she unzipped it, with a great deal of anticipation and expectation. She had felt her dick on her ass during last encounter, she could make out it was big and strong, how much she wanted to see. Down came the half pant and he stepped out of it. She liked what she saw. She adored what she saw. She was fascinated by what she saw. It was long, big, thick and raring to go.
 
The 8.0” boner was in its full glory. Raring to rip apart her love nest. She was in a trance. He sat on the bed, held her hair and pushed her down to her knees on the ground with the snake right in front of her mouth. She held the base of his cock and guided it in her mouth. Now it was his turn to squirm with pleasure. She knew how to use her mouth. The tongue played with the dick and using a deadly combination of inner cheeks, tongue and lips she cast a magic spell. The tool was huge but the experienced practitioner was able to take in a majority of it. As he pushed a bit forward, it appeared that she would choke but no, the niece took it all. Such was her mastery, or was it the illicitness of the situation he was in, that after good 15 minutes of sucking he felt the now well known urge to splurge his semen in her mouth. He came in by the buckets, filling her beautiful mouth, throat but a stream of semen crept out from corner of her mouth as well. He took his cock out. She looked at the cock immersed in his semen, brought the magical tongue out licked it clean. She did not want to lose even a drop of teenage semen.
 
Both had one round each of casting magical spells on each other.
 
As she looked at him triumphantly, he got up and embraced her. Both the naked bodies got intertwined, with mouths exploring each other hungrily. Meanwhile hands touching every inch of each other’s body within reach. After 5-7 minutes of fast moving exploration, they moved towards the bed. They lay on the bed, on facing each other. He slid forward and started the kissing and boob press. Both knew that this time it is going to lead to intercourse. The lovemaking was slow but intense. He kissed her deep, she held his rock hard tool, he pressed and played with the melons, the hand pressed the ass globes. Slowly he moved her, spooning her. Both were still lying on their sides, her head turned towards him and he continued the saliva interchange, the cock was in direct touch with her full rounded ass. The slow wriggle of ass got the anaconda full mast. The boob massaged gave way to navel play which moved further down to the coveted nest. A couple of digits did magic to her. Like a guru, he inserted and disengaged the digits, giving equal weightage to the inside and outside regions of the pussy. The touch on the shaven area was very pleasurable. To increase the fun or pleasurable torment, he continued the massage and smooching. Slowly, slowly she turned towards him and he found himself on top of her. No reason to complain. He disengaged from the pussy, leaving her high & dry, but feeling expectant, he started smooching her with a vengeance. He wanted her to feel his passion and wanted. He kissed her all over her face, face, upper bosom, nippies, aerorlas, navel, stomach, thighs, pussy, knees, shins, calfs, toes. This was unexpected for her, but she didn’t mind. It was pleasurable.
 
He then started kissing the clean pussy and used his tongue to clean the place with tongue trying to force entry inside and giving unimaginable sensations to her. After lubricating it enough with his tongue, he positioned his tool at the entrance and waited for her to look at him. Both pair of expectant eyes met each other’s gaze and then both smiled.
 
The sexy lady was much more lubricated and easy to penetrate, inch by inch the monster went in. She felt so filled. She thought that she could continue with Maamu on regular basis for a long term satisfaction. Some Long Term planning you may say. As his monstrous dick went in, he let it rest there for a couple of minutes. Her legs were on his either side. The melons were in his reach and the hands were playing with them. She felt so filled. The inner walls adjusted to adjust for this most welcome intruder. Gradually he took the tool out and then rammed in. It was like a train, starting slowly but surely and gradually picking up the speed. He did the same, within 10-15 strokes he had picked up some serious speed and was ramming her with some vengeance. She was his prized trophy and he wanted her to feel his passion for her. His tool was hitting the inner most spots and continued hits on her G-spot and the whole idea of being fucked by her mom’s cousin made her cum much sooner than her own expectations. Suddenly she clinched the bedsheet with both her hands and the grip of her legs tightened around him. She shivered indicating that she had come by gallons. .
 
His dick felt the love juices, the pussy felt so much more easy to penetrate. He started again. What stamina she thought. She had cum so easily and her Maamu was still going strong. As he increased the tempo again, not tough considering the willing beauty in front of you, he started hitting her harder and harder. The cervix was bearing the brunt of his heavy strokes. He continued mauling her boobs. He pressed her boobs, mauled them, pinched and pulled her nippies but she liked the pain she was getting. The young fulsome beauty had her eyes closed and it was sheer ecstasy if nothing else. Her loving Maamu was making her crazy and continued head movement from side to side confirmed this. The lusty lady was on the verge of next orgasm, she came in again by the gallons in the much repeated pattern on clinching the sheet, loud moan and tightening of her legs apart from the shiver. As the orgasm subsided she felt the relief but the hitting still continued. He felt the now well known tingling in his balls and knew it was time to ejaculate. He brought his dick out and spread his thick rich semen all over her bosom pillows. He then used his hands to spread it all over her boobs, flat stomach. He also spread the love juices sticking to his tool on her inner thighs and ass globes. She was glistening. The coat of love juices of both the sexes was making her glow.
 
Both looked at each other and he lay on the bed by her side. Both looked at the ceiling fan movement. Both lay exhausted. Both bodies tired but a lot more to do. After few minutes of being there naked side by side. Guddi got on top of him, squatting on his crotch with legs on his either side. The shiny glistening body shone up in the light coming from a tiny gap in the drawn curtains. The perspiration was also adding to the glow of the two lovers.
 
She now positioned his dick at entrance of her pussy and started the rhythmic movement. Seeing his face, she told him that she has the pill. She had come prepared. That was music to his ears. Now she started the up & down Simple Harmonic Motion. The boobs swung in every direction with her hair also swinging as per movement. He lifted his hands to reach her boobs and maul them. This time she was in control and she pushed his hands down and pinned them. Though he could have easily got away with it but he allowed his Guddi to lead the love making. She brought her self close to his body, rub boobies on his chest and then lifted herself up. At times he would try to kiss the boobies close to him. She would tease him and lift herself up and at time arch backwards thrusting the melons forward.
 
The hard tool was hitting her much deeper, thanks to the gravity effect. The cervix felt the hardness and steeliness of the tool. The dick hit everywhere inside her. She felt it to be more thick. It was filling her duly and completely. Gradually as she neared her orgasm the movement became more rapid, the soft moans changed to grunts and screams the hands came off pinning him. The pendulous melons swayed in all directions without a care, Vicky took them in his safe custody and mauled them further. Then he went to her ass globes and held his Guddi. He was feeling her weight and effect of her movement on his crotch but he was not complaining. Suddenly the increased momentum had reached its pinnacle. She came in litres. She clung on to the nearby wall and shivered massively. The eyes closed and she was sweating profusely. He had not cum as yet. As she collapsed on him with the gigantic mammaries hitting his chest first, he swung her and positioned himself behind her gorgeous ass. The well rounded adult fleshy ass was in front of him. The creamy white globes hidden the smallish ass hole.
 
She never expected him to turn the tables and the ‘enormity’ of the situation hit her. The enormous rod was going to pass through the smallish hole. The thought of being perforated by a giant was both scary and enticing for her. This time there were no niceties, her act during riding him like a cowgirl had made him think of inflicting pain in her ass. As they say in hindi “Gaand maar loonga” (I’ll fuck your ass). The expression doesn’t only denote the sexual connotation but the absolute domination. With the same thought he proceeded to ravage the luscious ass. The dick was at the entrance point and with one huge force he pushed in about a couple of inches in. The dick was pretty well lubricated by her love juices. The force and pain made her eyes pop out of her sockets as she did not comprehend the ‘enormity’ of the situation she was in. The mere thought of the huge tool was scaring her now. Slowly, slowly the dick moved further in with the inner walls taking in and adjusting and making way for the monster. This was huge - she thought. It was like someone had choked her. She was on her fours, the same way he held her Maasi, her cousin and many others, he held her hair and started pushing in further. She started moaning loudly to the point of screams. Even he was in the mood to sound the dominant one.
 
“Mazaa aa raha hai – Bol” (r u enjoying this – speak) he said
 
“mmmmm” was the reply
 
“Zor se bol” (say it loudly)
 
“Haan” (yes)
 
“Kya Haan – zor se bol mazaa aa raha hai ya nahin” (what yes – say it loudly whether you are enjoying it or not)
 
“Haan – mazaa aa raha hai” (yes – I am enjoying it)
 
“Kya acchha lag raha hai” (what are you liking)
 
Hearing no answer he repeated it loudly
 
“Penis” came the soft reply
 
“Zor se bol” (speak loudly)
 
“Your Penis” she said loudly
 
“Hindi mein bol” (say in hindi)
 
“Tera Bada Lund” (Your huge dick)
 
This pleased him, the juices, lubrication, force ensured that he had built up great momentum and hitting her very in. She was enjoying. After a brief period of sheer pain it was now pleasure and pain for her. A massive pain, I may add.
 
The whole act of his dominance and her submission took him by surprise. He had his way with her. Now he had started feeling the familiar tingle in his balls, as he was about to cum, he increased the tempo further making her squeal with pain & pleasure a bit more. He came with a loud shout and shot stream after stream of his rich thick semen into her tiny ass hole.
 
Both screamed while cumming.
 
Maamu had made the beauty orgasm multiple times in the two hour period meant his stocks had risen. He had cummed fewer times, a great testimony to his stamina and prowess.
 
They both lay there on the bed like lovers, naked in full glory. He wanted to talk to her further but the clock struck one bringing both to senses. She got up, in an effort to get ready to rush home.
 
As they lay side by side on the bed, Vicky ordered Pizza etc. Guddi went to the bathroomin the meanwhile he smsed Anju “Guddi tasted – delicious” Anju smiled. He also asked Anju to not join then.
 
She returned and joined him
 
G- Thanks Maamu
 
V – love you jaan. You are mine now
 
G – yes maamu jaanu
V – Guddi you are just too hot babe
 
G – Maamu you are just too good
 
V – Seems you are a virgin
 
G – Yes maamu
 
V – But not untouched
 
G – Yes maamu
 
V – Guddi need your help
 
G – tell Maamu
 
V – yaar teri mom pe dil aa gaya hai (have fallen for your mom)
 
G – I know she is hot
 
V – I promise to give you a lot of hot surprises
 
G – I am sure
 
V – Kabhi didi ko chudte dekha hai (have you ever seen her getting fucked)
 
G – Not sex but foreplay
 
V – with whom
 
G – Papa ke cousin hain (dad’s cousin bro)
 
V – Main mila hoon kabhi (have I met him)
 
G – I don’t think so
 
V – hmmmm chal details de (give details)

[manigopal]

 
G – Holi pea aaye hue thhey sab. All of us were playing, bahut masti chal rahi thee jaise Holi mein hoti hai, papa ke cousins papa ko ek side le gaye, mom aur baaki sab females ek taraf theen. Phir mom neeche ghar mein gayin kuchh lene ke liye, wahan ye uncle thhey, inhone ne mom ko pakad liya aur khoob masti kari. (It was Holi festival last year. Many cousins had come, males and females were sitting separately after playing Holi, mom went downstairs to get something, there he caught her)
 
V – Didi ne kya kaha (what did Didi say)
 
G – koi dekh lega (someone might see)
 
V – hmmmm and
 
G – Usne boobs dabay, haath andar daala, kiss kiya, mom ne uska choosa bhi (pressed boobs, put his hand inside, kissed, mom even sucked his)
 
V – hmmmm. But tu kaisa wahan pe. (but howcome you were there)
 
G – Maamu main pahele aayi thhee fresh honay (had come down to freshen up, tummy slightly upset)
 
V – ok. phir tune Didi ke phone wagarah monitor kiye?
 
G – hmmmmm
 
V – result
 
G – She still meets him and one more atleast. Mom cheated Dad, should be punished
 
V – What if I were to try my chance on her
 
G – Fuck her like a sex slave.
 
V – hmmmmm
 
G – Maaamu mujhe ussay aapke neeche dekhna hai (I want to see her under you)
 
Vicky smiles.
 
 
In the meantime there is someone at the door. Vicky goes and sees it is the Pizza guy. Just indicates something to Guddi and opens the door. He is in a towel tied to his waist.
 
Nothing extraordinary for the Pizza delivery boy. When it comes to paying money, Vicky asks Guddi to bring some money “jaan zara 500 Rs laana”
 
And then the Jaan arrives, wearing a short and taking a thin chunni to cover her northern assets. The delivery boy is zapped. The hair were dishevelled and he could make out that they were having sex. She pays him and closes the door and rushes back to hug Vicky. It was the biggest dare that she had undertaken.
 
They had lunch together and then it was time for Guddi to leave. With a heavy heart she left. Went to meet Anju and reached home and acted as if cousins were together the whole time. Poor Guddi had no idea that Anju and her mom knew of the entire game before it even started.
 
Well anyways, his next target was Mona and Shefali Didi. Mona Bhabhi was easy but Shefali Didi was difficult and tricky. Before Guddi had left, Vicky had installed software in her phone and also given one in pen drive and taught her how to install in her Mom’s phone. It was going to be a game changer. Guddi went home and did as told at the first given opportunity.
 
Meanwhile Vicky wanted to bed Mona at the earliest.
 
So thinking of her he calls Mona darling in late evening.
 
M – Hi Vicky
 
V – Hi Bhabhi
 
M – Doodh peena hai kya (want to have milk)
 
V – Pilaaogi Bhabhi (will you serve it)
 
M – tum maanoge agar na karun (will you accept if I don’t)
 
V – ha ha ha
 
V – Bhabhi jaan bachhe sogaye (have kids slept Bhabhi darling)
 
M – So gaye
 
V – You remember we had agreed for a topless sketch first via video conference and if the results are not good only then in person
 
M – Haan yaad hai (I remember)
 
V – Toh abhi Karen (should we do it now)
 
M – Tere Bhaiya ke saath VC karni hai abhi (have to do a VC with your Bhaiya)
 
V – Sexy VC hogi …haha
 
M – shut up
 
V – Chalo aap jab free ho jaao toh call kar lena (you call when you are free)
 
M – ok
 
V – Bhabhi I want you topless today
 
M – No no, only holding the top as you had said earlier..
 
In the mean time he got a call from Guddi asking about the software she had installed in her mom’s phone. Vicky told her that the quality of the software is that it will send his mail id the copy of her mom’s entire discussion done via her smart phone.
 
V – I want to see kya chakkar hai
 
G – wow Maamu. Will you share them with me?
 
V – oh yes my love
 
G – love you maamu.
 
V – Jijaji kahan hai (where is Jija ji)
 
G – Papa gaye hue hain Daada ji ke paas (dad has gone to meet grand dad)
 
V – your mom alone
 
G – yes
 
V – in her room?
 
G – ji
 
V – phir toh darling let me check pakka chat kar rahi hogi (must be chatting)
 
G – hmmmmm
 
V – with your permission, may I
 
G – oh yes yes yes
 
Here was a situation that a girl wanted her Maamu to check on his cousin so as to get something to blackmail her for sex. Too complicated.
 
We will use SD for Shefali Didi in this chat and RC for Guddi’s Rakesh Chacha. As Guddi had told, Rakesh was one of the younger cousin of her dad and there was some difference in their ages. He got married a few years back and had two kids and was around 33-34. Didi was in 47-48 age bracket though. As per Guddi, his wife was average looking and after birth of two kids had gained a lot of weight.
 
SD – Hi Rakesh
 
RC – Hi Bhabhi. Kaisee ho meri jaan (how is my darling)
 
SD – Mast
 
RC – Mast toh tum ho hee Bhabhi (I know you are mast)
 
SD – Aur teri biwi kya kar rahi hai (what is your wife doing)
 
RC – Bhains kitchen mein hai (buffalo is in the kitchen)
 
SD – ha ha ha
 
SD – Aur mera kya naam rakkha hai (what name have you coined for me)
 
RC – Bhabhi tu toh meri Sunny Leone hai (you are my sunny leone)
 
SD – Rascal
 
RC – Bhabhi I love you
 
SD – I know
 
RC – Bhabhi thanks for Friday
 
SD – welcome
 
RC – Bhabhi tere boobs mast hain (your boobs are awesome)
 
SD – pata hai saale kaise bhookon ki tarah choosta hai tu (I know, you suck like hungry)
 
Both Rakesh and Shefali Didi were in government service and their departments were housed in same building in Central Delhi.
 
RC- Boobs se aage kab badhenge (when will we move beyond boobs)
 
SD – Badi aag lagi hai tujhe (you are in heat)
 
RC – Bhabhi ab control nahin hota (hard to control now)
 
SD – hmmmmm
 
RC – Bhabhi bhaiya kahe rahe thhey 2 hafte ke liye training pe jaana hai Chennai (bhaiya was telling he has to go on training for a fortnight)
 
SD – haan
 
RC – phir toh phir toh (then… then)
 
SD – Rascal
 
RC – Bhabhi kal who red blouse saree combo pahenogi. (will you wear the red blouse saree combo)
 
SD – why
 
RC – Kasam se kaatil lagti ho (you look killer)
 
SD – shut up
 
RC – Bhabhi ek saal pahele jo meri transfer aapki building mein ho gayi, maza aa gaya. I thank the officer who did that (Love that got transferred to the department in same building as your office)
 
SD – I know (sends smileys)
 
RC – Bhabhi pichhli holi yaad hai (remember last holi)
 
SD – I do, sab wahin se shuru hua (started from there)
 
RC- kya mast nipple hain tere (lovely nipples you have)
 
SD – haan kameene tabhi itni zor se kata tha (that’s why you bit them that hard)
 
RC – ek topless pic bhej dona mere liye (send a topless pic of yours for me)
 
SD – no
 
RC – bhej na meri jaan (send my love)
 
SD – no
 
RC – chal no face
 
SD – hmmmm wait
 
Shefali Didi then sends boob selfies to her brother in law, she enjoyed clicking her assets and sent him 6-7 of them from various angels. They were definitely a DD cup.
 
RC – Bhabhi soch le main tere uppar hoon (think I am on top of you)
 
SD – Aaja mere Raaja (come on)
 
RC – kapde toh nahin pahene na (hope you didn’t cover boobs)
 
SD – Saale itna toh jaanti hoon tujhe kya pasand hai (I know what you like)
 
RC – jaan calling you
 
SD – hmmmmm
 
Seems after that she got a call from RC and they continued their love making. Vicky called Guddi to check on the sounds from her mom’s room and she confirmed she could hear soft moans.
 
G – kya hua maamu
 
V – Didi ke boobs choosunga jaldi (will suck her boobs soon)
 
G – I am sure, but kya pata chala. (what did you find)
 
V – will email it to you
 
G – oh ok
 
V – yeh tera RC didi ko kahin raaste mein pick karta hai kya? (does RC pick Didi somewhere enroute)
 
G – Pata nahin, mom toh metro mein jaati hain (mom takes metro)
 
V – kal didi Red saree blouse pahenengi (tomorrow she will wear red blouse saree combo)
 
G – whaat
 
V – tere RC ki demand hai
 
V – Jijaji kab jaa rahe hain (when is Jijaji going for training)
 
G – early morning
 
V – hmmmm… will have to keep a track on her.
 
G – maamu aap beshak le lo mom ki but RC ko mat lene dena (no issues if you fuck mom, but don’t let RC get her)
 
V – will try…chal good night
 
G – Good night
 
At night he got a call from Mona Bhabhi
 
V – hello Bhabhi
 
M – sorry Vicky took a lot of time
 
V – no probs bhabhi. So ready for the sketch
 
M – hmmmmm
 
Mona wears the same top as in the day and removes the straps allowing it to fall downwards and was held by her hands stopping it from falling down further. Barring the nipples and bottom 20% of boobs, the pose showed every thing.
 
Vicky just loved the image on display and started the sketch and after about an hour or so, he finished the sketch. And whatsapped the image to Mona. It was not same as the one he had drawn earlier.
 
M –Vicky bahut badiya hai but pahele wali baat nahin hai (though lovely but still not in same league as first one)
 
V – Bhabhi told you that image on screen impacts the quality. In person will be the best.
 
M – mmmmm
 
V – Bhabhi aise hee hold karo, doodh peena hai (want to have milk)
 
M – mmmmm (smiles)
 
Vicky makes it raunchier and Mona laps it all up.
 
The call ends after Mona is all wet deep down.
 
After about 30 minuts or so as she was about to sleep, Vicky calls her again,
 
M – kya hua Vicky (what happened)
 
V – ek baar apni sexy voice mein kaho na Vicky doodh pee lo (say in your sexy voice Vicky drink milk)
 
M – why
 
V – bas samajh lo meri fees hai (think it is my fees)
 
M – mmmm
 
M – Vicky doodh pee lo (have milk)
 
V – invite me to have milk
 
M – Aao Vicky doodh pee lo ( says she in a very sexy voice )
 
V – Aaah Bhabhi !!
 
V – Now invite me to have your milk
 
M – no Vicky
 
V – Bolo meri jaan
 
M – Aao Vicky mera doodh pee lo (come have my milk) says she in super husky voice and disconnects the call.
 
Vicky sends a message saying “tasty milk Bhabhi”
 
She doesn’t responds at first and then sends a Thanks almost an hour later.
 
Next morning as Vicky was about to leave for office he gets a call from Guddi
 
G – Hi Maamu
 
V – Kya hua jaanu
 
G – Mom wore the red saree blouse combo
 
V – told you
 
G –now what
 
V – wait…. Didi has msged RC to pick her from Janpath Metro
 
V – he has responded with ok jaan
 
G – maamu ab kya karen (now what)
 
V – nothing in our hands right now
 
G - then
 
V – I will send you a software, Didi ke phone mein daal diyo, it will record every conversation of hers via phone. And at the end of the day, file will come to us.
 
G – really maamu ?
 
V – yes jaanu
 
Vicky went to his office in central Delhi and it was a hectic schedule. By 4.30pm or so he got a bit free and then realized that today RC would have taken SD somewhere and may be now they are msging on whatsapp. He checked his mail….. there was some activity.
 
RC – Bhabhi 12.30 chalen
 
SD – hmmmm
 
RC – 2 ghante ke liye chalte hain (let us go for 2 hours)
 
SD – where
 
RC – Buddha Garden
 
SD - mmmmmm
 
RC - I will pick you from Race Course Road metro station.
 
SD – mmmm
 
After that there was activity only around 3.30pm
 
RC – thanks Bhabhi, mazaa aa gaya. You enjoyed
 
SD sends smileys.
 
RC – Kya mummay hain tere Bhabhi (what boobs Bhabhi!!)
 
SD – choos choos ke laal kar diya saale (you sucked them very hard)
 
RC – Meri Bhabhi hai hee itni sexy (my Bhabhi is so sexy – cant help it)
 
SD – shut up
 
RC – Bhabhi kaisa laga mera (how was mine)
 
SD – sends smileys
 
RC – Abhi toh uppar se pakda hai andar se kab pakdogi (you touched it over trousers when will you hold it fully)
 
SD – sends no no emoticons
 
RC- woh din bhi aayega (the day will come)
 
SD – sends smileys
 
RC – Jaan ghar chhod doon (should I drop you home)
 
SD – no no
 
RC – hmmmmm
 
RC – Bhabhi will come to your house in the evening, want to see you without bra.
 
SD – aaj nahin (not today)
 
RC – ok phir kal. But without bra
 
SD – dekhenge
 
The chats ended with a few kiss emoticons.

[manigopal]

 
With nothing else to do, I finished my work and left for the day. On way back home, was thinking of how to kick out this RC and capture my Didi. Anything that had to happen was to happen in these 15 days only.
 
As didi reached home Guddi installed the software at first given opportunity and I was given an update.
 
At night I had a video chat with Guddi making her do many things for my viewing pleasure. She was smoking hot.
 
Some part of the night was spent with Mona Bhabhi increasing the cheapness level in our discussions and she was ripened for the final assault.
 
Then I went through the discussions of RC and SD, they were the routine nasty ones, only point of interest was them agreeing to meet again next day.
 
The next day at office was relatively easy so Vicky checked the messages.
 
RC – jaan
 
SD – Bhabhi hoon teri
 
RC – ok bhabhijaan
 
SD – rascal
 
RC – jaan, Wednesday Thursday, 2 din ka seminar hai, chalogi (two days seminar, will you go)
 
SD – Invite kahan hai (where is the invite)
 
RC – I have
 
SD – send it to me in my name
 
RC – Subah entry karke gaayab ho jaayenge and then will return for lunch and then again gone. (after registration can leave and then return for lunch)
 
RC – Aapka toh boss bhi jaa raha hai 3 din ki training pe (your boss is leaving for 3 days training)
 
SD – hmmm approval leti hoon (will take approval)
 
RC – Bhabhi aaj kab (what time today)
 
SD – Boss kal ja rahe hain, aaj bahut rush hai (boss leaving tomorrow, too much workload)
 
RC – sham ko milenge, ghar aaunga (will come home today evening)
 
SD – ok
 
Vicky too managed to get the invite for the same conference and took permission to join.
 
In the meantime there was more action on the whatsapp
 
RC – Bhabhi jaan
 
SD – bolo
 
RC – ruka nahin jaa raha (unable to hold)
 
SD – Toilet ho aao (freshen up)
 
RC- Bhabhi jaan, aao milo na abhi (meet now)
 
SD – no
 
RC – jaan kal no bra (tomorrow no bra)
 
SD – marwaaoge (you will get me killed)
 
RC – main hotel mein room le raha hoon (am taking a room in same hotel)
 
SD – hmmmmm
 
RC – Bhabhi kal choosogi (will you suck tomorrow)
 
SD – no
 
RC – chuswaogi (will you let me suck)
 
SD – ha ha ha
 
SD –shaam ko aa rahe ho (coming in evening)
 
RC – haan jaan
 
RC – yaad rahe no bra
 
SD – Guddi hogi ghar pe
 
RC – uska bhi utarwa dena (ask her to remove as well) ha ha ha
 
SD – shut up
 
SD – ok boss is calling got to go
 
Vicky shares the messages with Guddi and tells Guddi what to do.
 
Suddenly he sees activity on Whatsapp alerts.
 
RC – jaan white blouse pahen na without bra
 
SD – Guddi at home
 
RC – I don’t care. Kar na (do it)
 
SD – hmmm
 
RC – tum dekhti jaao, aaj Guddi ke saamne dabaunga tere jism ko (you wait and see, will play with your body in front of Guddi)
 
SD – badi himmat aa gayi (seem you have guts today)
 
RC – wait and see
 
In the meanwhile Guddi gets a call from Vicky and the plan is altered slightly.
 
 
Guddi wears something sexy.
 
RC comes and his eyes widen seeing Guddi in a camisole and a caprice.
 
G – Hi Chachu
 
RC – Hi Guddi, looking great
 
G – Thanks chachu
 
RC – Bhabhi kahan hain (where is Bhabhi)
 
G - kitchen
 
And Guddi leaves for her room, lecher RC keeps on seeing her swaying ass and then adjusts his cock and move towards his Bhabhi jaan in kitchen.
 
RC- hi Bhabhi (and hugs her from behind) His hands go directly to her coveted boobs and she tries to wriggle out
 
SD – Guddi ghar pe hai (Guddi at home)
 
RC – Apne room mein hai (in her room)
 
SD – mat kar
 
RC – yummy boobs Bhabhi, thanks for not wearing bra
 
SD – chhod ab
 
RC – ruk meri jaan
 
All the while, Guddi was shooting the erotic scene.
 
SD pushes him out and he goes first towards the drawing room and sees Guddi’s bedroom from there, she is stretching her arms and pushing her boobs and ass outwards, what a sight it was. RC couldn’t control himself and went to her room.
 
RC – Aur guddi kya chal raha hai (whats new)
 
G – Usual chachu
 
RC – you are blossoming into a very beautiful woman
 
G – Thank you Chaachu
 
RC – Wish I was a few years younger
 
Guddi giggles and RC makes a mistake of opening his arms to hug her. Guddi went to him and RC thought he had netted her and he has his arms all over her back. Suddenly Guddi shouts
 
G – Chachu ye kya kar rahe ho (what are you doing)
 
RC – maine maine kya kiya (what did I do) (he stammered due to fear)
 
In the meantime even SD had to rush to the room and given reputation of RC she understood and made him leave there and then.
 
Before making him leave, she thought it would be a very good cover.
 
SD - Sharam nahin aati tumhe aisa karte hue (Are you not ashamed of doing such a thing)
 
RC - Bhabhi Bhabhi….
 
SD : Dafaa ho jaa (get lost)
 
RC – Meri baat toh suno (atleast listen to me)
 
SD – Get lost
 
SD was seething in anger.
 
Guddi briefed her maamu jaanu. Maamu jaanu smiled.
 
As he was expecting RC would reach out to SD, the same thing happened.
 
RC – Bhabhi jaan
 
SD – don’t call me that
 
RC – Bhabhi jaan suno toh sahi (atleast listen to me)
 
SD – No
 
RC – sab aapki wajah se hua (it all happened due to you)
 
SD – meri wajah se?? (cause of me)
 
RC – meri jaan, tum se chipakne ke baad, mera hatiyaar tight tha, jab guddi ko ek simple sa hug kiya, she felt it (after hugging you, my tool was still tight and she felt while hugging her)
 
SD – mujhe hee badnaam karo (you blame me)
 
RC – Jaan tune toh diwana kar rakkha hai, tere mumme koi door se dekhle toh tight ho jaaye, main toh dabaa raha tha (you have made me mad, if someone sees ur boobs from distance, he will be hard, I was playing with them)
 
SD now smiles and writes : only boobs
 
RC- teri gaand toh kaatil hai (your ass is a killer)
 
SD – chup saale
 
RC – kal aur parson khoob maze karenge (will enjoy to the fullest in next two days)
 
SD – hmmmmm
 
RC – jaan
 
SD – hmmmm
 
RC – ek baar soch mera hatiyaar tere mummo ke beech hai aur tu mummo se dabaa rahi hai (think you are boob fucking my tool)
 
SD – hmmmmm aaahhh
 
Likewise the chat continued for quite some time.
 
So the next day, SD is dressed to kill wearing a wide and deep cut blouse from front and a sexy designer saree offering acres of skin for viewing pleasure to anyone who cared.
 
G – Mom aaj toh kayamat lag rahi ho (looking awesome)
 
SD – Ab itne bade hotel mein conference hai toh dhang se tayaar hona chahiye (the conference is in a big hotel, should be dressed accordingly)
 
G – Mom aaj toh sab aapko dekhenge (all will stare you)
 
SD – chup (shut up) and she smiles.
 
SD reaches the spot and takes ola cab. The driver was taking ample time to drive the car and was adjusting his mirror to point at Didi’s boobs. She noticed it and smiled and didn’t bother to adjust the pallu of saree which had moved slightly bringing a divine 3.5 inch cleavage to view. Didi was a DD cup.
 
She got dropped mid way to the destination and was picked up by a waiting RC.
 
His eyes were ready to pop out from the sockets.
 
RC – kya maal lag rahi ho Bhabhi (looking a babe)
 
SD – thanks
 
RC – abhi chad jaaun (want to mount you now)
 
SD – Gaadi chalao chup chap (drive silently)
 
In busy Delhi office time traffic, he put his hand on Didi’s blouse and massages her boobs. Didi smiles.
 
RC – Jaan pallu hataa de, jo dekhe usko dekhne de tere boobs (remove pallu, let lucky ones see you like this)
 
SD – smiles
 
And then the pallu goes to her lap. Some young guys on bikes on her left couldn’t believe their luck and for next 4-5 km she got a bike escort. One enterprising chap even knocked on window and indicated with hands what was her rate. Didi laughed a lot.
 
Then directions changed but Didi kept on getting the escort on her side only the guys changed. And then they drove to the hotel for the Conference and pallu was back in its place.
 
Vicky too had reached well before time and was standing at a vantage position to keep an eye on every visitor. Then he saw SD and RC coming in. They completed the registration formalities, picked up the delegate kit and went inside the main hall and sat on the corner seats. As the First Session started, they quietly moved out with RC going first and SD following. Vicky was alert and he too followed them. They got into the car and went to a theatre which used to show adult movies during morning hours. It was in heart of Delhi. Not too far from the venue either.
 
They bought ticket and went in, SD was giggling like a teenage girl on her first date and RC was acting like a proud owner of a Rolls Royce. Well Vicky’s Didi was one hell of a possession to have.
 
 
Vicky too bought the ticket and went in. Thank god that morning show was in only one of the multi screen theatres. He went in and as he adjusted to the dim light he could make out where they were seated and took a seat in a row behind, a few seats diagonal . SD was seated to left of RC and was closer to Vicky’s seat. It was virtually an empty hall with not more than 20-25 couples in a capacity of around 150-175 and all couples were more interested in each other than movie. Vicky too was less interested in scenes on screen and more in scenes being enacted in front of him.
 
As the lights dimmed, RC took SD’s hand and took it towards his trouser, SD pulled back her hand. RC didn’t pursue.
 
RC then moved to his favourite resting place, SD’s mammoth boobies, he pulled SD towards him and kissed her and then off went the pallu and he started massaging her mammaries. He moved down from her lips and licked her neck, upper bossom, SD was suppressing her moans but was enjoying it fully.
 
RC was getting bolder and now when SD was in full heat, he took her hand and guided it to his tool again, this time the bitch in SD had taken over and she did massaged it. It was turn of RC to moan in pleasure this time around. RC ‘s hand then went towards SD’s pallu and he placed it back on shoulder, a bewildered bitch in SD was looking at him. RC then put his hand inside the pallu and started opening the hooks of blouse. SD smiled at him
 
RC – Bhabhi jaan aaj yahaan choosunga (will suck here)
 
SD – kameene (rascal) and smiled
 
RC covers his head with her pallu and starts sucking her melons, SD was enjoying it to the hilt. She pushed his head more into her bossom. Vicky could hear suppressed sound of “aah, aaah aur choos aur choos”

[manigopal]

 
SD pushes her head backwards and upwards to look blindly at the roof above. Incidentally the actor in the film too was sucking boobs of a babe on screen. She was beyond right or wrong. Body needs gained prominence. Passions were making her weak by the second, the resolve to not let RC fuck her was getting weaker by the minute. RC under her pallu and on her massive mammaries was playing with her navel. Fingering of her navel, licking of her navel, sucking of her navel was creating havoc in her mind. She had already cummed once by now. She was now a bit more clearer about offering herself as a trophy to RC.
 
She was hearing RC whisper at times from under her pallu
 
Mazaa aa gaya…..
 
Kya mumme hain…..
 
Bhabhi tu meri hai…..
 
Bhabhi teri toh lekar hee rahunga….
 
Vicky smiled. All was being recorded, just in case.
 
He then sent a message to Guddi to call her mom and ask her where she is since she is near the venue of the Conference.
 
The call brought out the lovers out of their trance,
 
The very well endowed beauty was angry at her daughter for calling her, she was nearing orgasm and as Guddi conveyed message, she indicated to RC to move urgently.
 
Vicky was very good at planning, Guddi was asked to be around, just in case.
 
RC was cursing Guddi but couldn’t say much beyond mild words.
 
As they rushed back to the Conference venue, Guddi called her again to tell that her job was done and she would be back in about couple of hours at best.
 
Too close for comfort. Both SD and RC were frustrated as hell but couldn’t do anything.
 
Vicky smiled.
 
He then followed RC and saw him going towards the reception and was confirming his room booking. Due to conference, the hotel had few rooms to offer. He was requested to wait for a while before they could confirm. The ecstacy of mounting SD today was soon turning to desperation of not being able to do anything.
 
Even SD was getting angry.
 
Vicky smiled. As a desperate RC was searching for rooms, including rushing to a nearby hotel to find something, Vicky sends screenshots of select whatsapp chats between the two lovebirds to SD.
 
He messages
 
V – Naughty Didi
 
Vicky looks at her reaction.
 
She was aghast !!
 
Suddenly it was like somebody has sucked out her blood, she was looking so pale.
 
V – Didi you are looking gorgeous in this saree blouse
 
SD panics and looks around for Vicky. She is unable to locate him
 
V – Didi get up and move towards exit gate
 
She complies – what other choice she had.
 
V – A car will stop at the porch for you, get in. You know the driver very well.
 
As she got out like a zombie, Ms Guddi, her own daughter, drove the car to pick her up.
 
V – good Didi.
 
Guddi was looking very angrily at her mom but driving none the less. She goes ahead and stops the car, as if waiting for someone.
 
The car door opens and Vicky gets in.
 
V – chala guddi car (drive the car)
 
Guddi takes the car to her home. She was angry.
 
Her mom was almost brain dead in a manner that she couldn’t think of anything.
 
Vicky was smiling.
 
In due course they reached their residence.
 
As they entered in and closed the door, Guddi shouted at her mom
 
G – kya hai ye (what is this??)
 
By now SD too had gathered her bearings and thought that false bravado could help her out of the mess.
 
SD – Main poochti hoon kya hai ye sab, Guddi tu bhi isme shaamil hai (I ask you what is all this and Guddi you too are complicit)
 
G – Mujhe kya bol rahi ho, maine kaha tha RC ke paas jaane ko (why preaching to me, I didn’t ask you to go to RC)
 
Without answering her daughter, SD then turned her attention towards Vicky
 
SD – How dare you
 
SD – haraami how dare you (bastard)
 
SD – Kutte kamine (you swine, rascal)
 
She was going on and on
 
Vicky stepped forward and one strong slap landed on her face.
 
Zataaakkkk
 
V – Shut up
 
The slap was real strong, she could see stars in daylight.
 
Even Guddi didn’t expect such a strong one.
 
V – raandpana khud macha rakkha hai aur gyaan hamein de rahi hai (behaving like a slut and preaching us)
 
V – Bahut shauk hai na chuswaane ka (you enjoy a lot being sucked)
 
SD was silent.
 
Vicky pulls off her pallu and brings mammoth boobs clad in a deep cut blouse in open.
 
V – Chuswaane hee thhey toh main kya bura tha (I wasn’t bad either if you wanted to get them sucked)
 
SD is silent.
 
Guddi goes behind SD and hugs her from behind
 
G – mom you are too sexy and gives a lick on her neck
 
SD – hmmmmm Guddi kya kar rahi hai (Guddi what are you doing)
 
G – mom you are lovely, but RC is ghatiya
 
G – mom you deserve better
 
SD – hmmmmmm
 
SD’s eyes are closed and before she could think any further feels a royal lick on her 3 inch cleavage
 
She opens her eyes to only find her younger cousin licking her cleavage.
 
She pushes him away.
 
SD – Vicky nahin
 
Vicky smiles and shows her some part of the evidence he has on her and RC.
 
V – Didi jaan, maan jaao
 
SD lunges towards him, Vicky slaps her again.
 
Vicky holds her by the hands and takes her to the other room and gets Guddi to tie her mom with a set of chunnis etc.
 
V – Guddi apni maa ka blouse khol (open the blouse of your mom)
 
G – ok maamujaan
 
V – Chal petticoat neeche kar
 
G – maamu … jaaan (she is hesitant)
 
V – chup chaap kar (do it)
 
She complies
 
Now we have the busty curvy housewife tied to the bed posts, spread eagle with frontal open blouse and a petticoat pulled down to her shins.
 
V – jaa barf laa (bring ice)
 
SD – Saale tu apni bahen ka bang karega (you will bang you sister?)
 
V – No, I will not bang you, I will make love to you honey
 
SD – shut up
 
V – Didi darling, you will beg for it, dekhti jaao
 
Guddi gets ice and goes a step further and brings some cream, fruits as well…
 
Vicky removes his clothes and Guddi’s too.
 
SD – Guddi ye kya hai (what is this)
 
G – I am his now, mom….
 
SD is angry but her eyes are locked onto the lovely tool at display. At 8+ inches and a thickness comparable to a coke can, she is mesmerized by it. If she was proud of her boobs and ass, Vicky had every reason to be proud of his tool.
 
Vicky placed an ice cube on his Didi’s navel and she squirmed. None had done it before. She had a deep and big navel and ice cube sat pretty. He and Guddi just pounced on ample bosom at display and took to sucking the nearest boob to their heart’s content. With Guddi being involved, SD couldn’t even shout to get crowd. The master had started. It started with massaging the boobs, then licking of nipples, underside of boobs, licking of cleavage, licking of upper bossom, aerola and then the nipple. Those were the most excruciating 5 minutes of her life.
 
Pleasurably excruciating. Her anger was decreasing by the second.
 
Guddi as an infant would have sucked those gigantic mammaries thousands of times but this was much different. The manner was a taboo. She too was employing the same technique as her Vicky maamu used to employ on her. The tricks were same and the effect was similar – earthshattering.
 
Vicky and Guddi were on either side of SD and started the French kiss not more than 2 feet above her eye level. SD saw the passion in their kissing and then saw her Guddi’s hand reaching out to her Maamu’s thick piston and was fisting it.
 
Guddi then turned towards her mom and asked “Maamu ka badiya hai na” (Maamu’s cock is great?)
 
SD looked at Guddi then Vicky’s cock and kept silent.
 
They again went back to their kissing with Vicky’s hand doing magic with SD’s boobs. She squirmed a bit more. As she moved a bit, her lovely ass too caused ripples on the bedsheet. Vicky had a look at his sexy Didi and then took another ice cube and placed in on her pussy covered in a panty. The tight panty held ice cube in its place – right on pusssy’s entry. If ice on navel was something then this was a class apart. She felt like a million icy needles piercing her pussy
 
Vicky and Guddi again started with their French kiss but not before placing another ice cube on her navel and held one in each hand to run on SD’s boobs as the kissed a couple of feet above her eye level. The resistance was weakening by the second. Vicky seemed to be an artist as compared to the rookie RC. SD had now thought of ditching RC at the first opportunity and was getting inclined to test Vicky and taste his python. Vicky could see it in her eyes but wanted her to say it.
 
Vicky sat on his knees and Guddi took a doggy position to suck his cock, he was patting her head. SD saw his absolute control over her daughter. They were on left of SD and she tilted her head to see the action. Ice cubes in panty had by now changed form to water, but this did not stop Vicky & Guddi. Went in another ice cube in her panty and she squirmed even more. Vicky had locked his eyes on SD’s and they made a very strong and long eye contact.
 
Vicky’s looks were like see this is what I can do to your daughter and to you too, come to me. SD had read the looks right but was not relenting as yet, the resolve was weakening though by the minute. The ever willing Guddi was sucking her favourite lollipop with some passion and was moving from piston, to balls to sac to knob of cock… she was doing it just perfect. Too good. Vicky was in ecstacy, the mere fact he could have Guddi in front of her mother was giving him a high like never before.
 
Guddi screamed with great pleasure ….. aahh Maaamu main jhad gayi (I cummed)
 
SD looked at Guddi who was still continuting sucking the python and with one hand fingering herself to glory. Vicky was patting her head or mauling her ample bosom, he was not touching SD deliberately. Eyes of younger and elder cousin was in direct contact with each other. The anger in SD’s eyes had subsided but not yet moved to lust stage. Somehwere deep down she was feeling proud of the fact that though her young sexy daughter was available to a young man, still he wanted her too.
 
Vicky and SD were still looking at each other very very intently and the combine effect of multipronged attack on SD made her wet deep down. She squirmed a bit , he guessed it right. He made Guddi get some honey and cream and spread it delightfully on SD’s super ample bossom.
 
Aaah came out a soft moan from elder curvy babe.
 
Guddi started sucking and licking the cream + honey combo of the wanted boobs. She was enjoying this game as hell. With Vicky maamu it was fun, ecstacy and everything, but this one was beyond that too. It was her mom she was making love to. Guddi looked up in her mom’s eyes. She didn’t see any anger.

[manigopal]

 
The lips parted, the lush ones of her mom parted almost instantaneously to accommodate her daughter’s.
 
Both sets of lips met.
 
Both sets of tongues met.
 
One of set lips met with tongue of other and vice versa.
 
Ample saliva was exchanged.
 
Unvoluntarily, she let out a loud moan.
 
A moan of passion.
 
A moan of submission.
 
A moan of opportunities.
 
A moan of subservience.
 
A moan of victory.
 
A moan of loss.
 
Vicky comes closer and Guddi puts a lot of honey on his tool. SD is seeing a gorgeous honey dipped cock a few inches above her mouth. The slut in her tries to get up to lick the cock but fails
 
V – kya hua
 
SD – khol
 
V – kya
 
SD – khol
 
V – kyon
 
SD – khol
 
V – pahele bol
 
SD – toh sun …. Lund chahiye
 
Vicky smiles and tells Guddi to untie her mom totally.
 
SD comes and before she could even say anything, Vicky hugs her tight with his hands on her ample ass. Before she could recover from the attack, she feels a set of boobs on her back. Guddi was the culprit to make her feel so.
 
SD – aahmmmm
 
V – maza aa raha hai meri jaan
 
SD – hmmmmm
 
V – shuru Karen
 
SD – hmmmm
 
V – kya shuru karun
 
SD – wohi
 
V – wo kya
 
SD – chod saale
 
Vicky smiled and so did Guddi ……..
 
Now that SD was game, Vicky told Guddi to put on a soft music. He hugged her curvy sexy Didi and was kissing her while Guddi joined them. Like earlier she hugged her from behind and held her boobs and played with her mom’s nipples. She would have touched them, sucked them hundreds of times as a kid, but this was different, much much different. SD knew it was Guddi but still she turned around and hugged her daughter. Vicky was forgotten for a short while.
 
After two-three minutes of embrace, they disengaged for a short moment only for SD to hold her head with her hand and plant a soft kiss on her lips. The boobs were busy in kissing each other separately. Guddi too leaned forward to meet her lips with force and as if by reflex both opened the lips only to meet each other’s tongues. Second by second the force and passion had increased in the kiss. The tongues and lips were feeling each other and exchanging liberal doses of saliva. Such was the passion that Vicky could see them inserting tongues deep into other one’s territory. The hands moved on the back, fingers played with hair, palms cupped ass globes. It was not for the faint hearted. They were kissing and gyrating into each other.
 
SD felt her getting moister by the second and instinctively she rubbed the pussy mound of Guddi only to find that hers was also wet. In fact it was wetter. The elder one rubbed her fingers more over her cunt, and then brought the finger close to her nose to inhale. The faces were apart not more than an inch from each other with a thick coat of saliva forming a bridge between thte two sets of lips. Both sets of lips, one on face and one between the legs were moist. One due to saliva and other due to love juice and mind was hot as volcano due to the forbidden relation.
 
After about 3-4 minutes of the kissing marathon, they again disengaged only for a brief moment though. SD embraced her again only to explore her further. Embrancing her own daughter Guddi was so different now. Guddi was too willing. As SD bent down to suck a boob, Guddi stopped her and embraced her only to reciprocate. They looked at each other boobs again and got captivated by it.
 
One very fair, one slightly dusky, one with golden brown nipples and one with darker shade nipples. The Aerola matched their respective nipp colours. The nipples were looking at the other set. It was as if even the boobs were captivated by the sight in front of them. Both the ladies moved a bit forward to find the nipples rubbing against each other. Apart from the colour they were so similar. They were stiff as rubber and loved rubbing against each other. The sensitive aerolas felt the impact of the other’s nipples and even the pores stiffened due to the touch. The whole room was focused on the boobs set in front. It looked as if the chandelier, mirror, bulbs, tubelite, bed, study lamp and table, chair apart from the humans in the room were straining their neck to look at the god sent opportunity in front of them. The room furniture had seen SD earlier but it was first time for them as well to see her with a female and that too as hot as Guddi. Even the non living were thanking their stars.
 
Again the elder one wanted to suck the younger set of boobs but to no avail. The younger one blocked her forward movement with one hand and got down on her knees to smell the aroma of a wet pussy. She was on her knees facing the well used pussy. It was well shaven, much like hers since their common hero wanted it in such a fashion only. Guddi was breathing really heavy now. SD was feeling her hot breath on her pussy. Guddi held SD’s ass globes in an embrace and kneeded them slightly. She appreciated the well rounded ass of the elderly lady. Definitely it was very well used. The ass globes were big, firm yet soft, and were like a big ball. She brought her face very close to the pussy emanating the sexual aroma and then she did a unexpected thing. She planted a soft kiss on the pussy mound and as SD was swimming in throes of passion, she bit her pussy lips lightly.
 
The sudden unexpected love bite made SD to say “ooooooiiiiiiiii” and laugh.
 
“kahan se seekhi ye sab” (from where you learned all this) said SD
 
Guddi looked up and SD looked down. Both sets of eyes locked onto each other. Guddi went back to kissing her love mound and this time the bite was a bit harder but not hard enough to hurt.
 
She also licked her thighs for good measure, SD was now on verge of cumming and pressed Guddi’s head on her crotch. Her licking of her inner thighs and bites and play with pussy was doing magic to her. The elder one was about to reach a sexual orbit. Having sex with her daughter was great since it was taboo but this was something much more. It was your daughter and your cousin.
 
Guddi put her fingers in the elastic band of the panty and started pulling it down. Inch by inch the panty was covering its southward journey. As the panty came below pussy level, Guddi planted a very wet kiss on her love nest and used her tongue to play with the pussy lips. The strongest muscle in a person, the tongue, was being used to a very great effect. Guddi inserted her index finger to part the lips and make way for the strong muscle to play. SD was feeling coming in of one of the strongest orgasm she had ever felt. She played with Guddi’s hair and pushed her harder into her crotch. Everyone in the room was just loving it.
 
After a few more seconds of the erotic play, the love juices broke the dam and came down in torrents. Guddi was just lapping it all up. SD was cumming down like a shower on her face. The trickle of love juices found the route of thighs most convenient. Guddi licked it all. Her legs were gingerly, shaking and she was holding Guddi’s head for some support.
 
After this nothing moved for over a couple of minutes. SD took long breaths to come back to normal. Guddi too was coming back from a trance.
 
The mother lifted her daughter one by her shoulders. By now they were quite close to the footside edge of the bed. With one push Guddi lay on her back on the bed with her knees dangling down from the bed. She looked up in front and saw SD towering over her with her legs on either side of Guddi. The melons on her chest were glistening in sweat due the erotic heat generated even in the AC room. Vicky had meanwhile taken a position on the bed near Guddi’s head but on her side. For the ladies, Vicky was non existent. They were locked onto each other as a missile is locked to a target.
 
Vicky was not used to such a situation but he did not complain. He knew before the close of the show Vicky will have fucked both of them atleast once. He was used to the female eyes being locked to his tool. So he was enjoying the new found anonymity.
 
SD bent down with her melons dangling from her chest. Guddi wanted to love them, suck them. They were so near and yet so far. As she tried to get up to suck them, Vicky restrained by pressing her down. SD appreciated his act, now she wanted to torment the girl. Guddi was surprised how her Maamu had shifted sides, it seemed. Guddi was pushed further back on the bed and now was on bed totally with feet ending well before the bed edge. SD got on the bed and was now resting her knees with the body leaned forward. She was on her fours and had leg on either side of Guddi’s. A lady down on her fours to love a lady was sheer magic. And that too a mom over a daughter was beyond that.
 
She bent down to rub her boobs over Guddi’s. As Guddi tried to get up, Vicky held her back. Both were making Guddi go crazy. She felt the mammoth impact of big mammaries on her own milk depots. The nipples and aerolas were rubbed against each other very forecefully. This was getting too much for Guddi. Not only the juices due to pussy kissing of SD were built up but this act had sent the pulse racing and the juices had started to begin their downward journey once again. SD played with Guddi.
 
She kissed, licked and sucked her boobs.
 
She pulled her boobs with nipple between her teeth.
 
She salivated the upper bossom.
 
She cleaned the cleavage with the heavy duty licks.
 
She then started her licking journey from her cleaveage down to base of the boobs to her stomach with some special attention to her navel and then to lower abdomen. Guddi had by now blown the fuse and it did not matter to her what was being done to her. She wanted to get over with it and her orgasm. Contrary to what Guddi did, SD inserted two fingers inside her pussy to find enough juice inside her. Guddi writhed in pleasing pain and lifted her hips to meet the insertions.
 
Within no time she started the violent up and down movement of her hips to indicate the impending orgasm. It was one mighty orgasm. One of the best that she felt in a long long time. She never imagined that she could leak so much juice.SD lay on top of Guddi and both got involved in French kiss. It was deep, long and enthralling.
 
He put his hand between the two sets of boobs as SD was on top of Guddi. Both of them looked at him and said “Thanks”
 
Vicky moved forward to kiss both the elder and younger one alternatively. SD and Guddi started licking his tool with some vengeance, perhaps his reward of bringing them together. He was hard as granite for some time now and the licking of his tool made him cum within no time. He splurged ropes after ropes of warm semen on SD’s belly which was very eagerly licked off dry by Guddi who in between offered SD doses of his semen by sticking it on her fingers only to find SD too willing who would suck it off in no time.
 
All had cummed atleast once and were ready for many more.
 
He lay on the bed with Guddi on one side and SD on the other. It seemed it was an advertisement of some colour changing cream such as Fair and lovely with Guddi potraying the slightly dusky shade, Vicky a much fairer one and SD the fairest one of all.
 
The granite hard tool was at full mast saluting the two. The two had planned to drain him, he was not complaining. SD was on her fours before he could climb. He reached behind her and start humping. Today was no time for foreplay. The sight was too erotic for him to have control on his balls. They would have erupted before time. Slowly he built up a momentum, the penis was going to the much visited hole. Guddi just got under her mother from the gate made due to SD being on her fours and started sucking boobies. She got hooked onto the boobies that fed her. May be it was the sheer beauty of her mother or the illicitness of the relationship or the fact that she got fed from them much earlier, whatever it was – it was erotic. Apart from pounding her asshole, he was fingering her pussy as well. The strong fingers were going in and making her crazy. Due to Guddi he was not able to hold onto the favourite globes of SD. He held SD’s pony and with one swift movement made her sit up while still on her knees. This had caused two problems, one that he had to readjust his piston since the movement had changed to do tango with her asshole and also Guddi was also on her knees in front of her mother still stuck to the boobs.

[manigopal]

 
Anyways, he readjusted himself, SD cooperated for the penetration and the game began again. This time it was better for his hands since the hands could alternate between any pair of boobs and the two pussies on offer. He was kissing SD and Guddi whenever she found time to get off the boobs.
 
He had turned SD’s neck towards him for kissing her, this had angered Guddi a bit who took to kissing her mother with a vengeance. The two pair of soft female lips were exchanging saliva, tasting each other and tongue over lips and lips over lips combination was just too hot. He had increased the strokes, SD was pushing her ass back to meet his strokes and then he erupted, he came in by the litres and the other two by gallons, he was not the only one to cum. While SD was feeling aftereffects the earthshattering orgasm, he pushed Guddi on her back and placed his flaccid dick on her pussy entry. The dick covered in jism was shining in glory albeit was flaccid. He saw her and her mother and made her mother, who was still in a state of a semi-trance to lick his dick. Her licks provided the tonic to the dick and within a few minutes the dick was back to its glory. What a scene – mother licking dick of her young cousin so that he could fuck her daughter. As she readied the young man to fuck her daughter she went towards her head and placed her pussy on her face. As a most natural thing to do, she started licking her pussy. Stroke by stroke he build up the momentum. It was a triangle of lust. Guddi was licking her mother’s pussy while hers was being pumped by Vicky and her mother and Vicky were kissing each other like young lovers. He was not missing to press the gorgeous set of boobs. Everyone was contributing to the lusty triangle.
 
Guddi by lifting her crotch to match his strokes, lifting her face to match her mothers movement, SD was matching the youngsters strokes and kissing, all in all a fuck fest. Since he had cum a short while earlier, this time he was able to continue for a longer period, though he wanted to fuck Guddi’s ass as well but he continued the fun since all 3 were involved. After good 12-15minutes of the fuck fest, Guddi was the one to start shuddering as a built up to the orgasm. Her licks became feverish and she continued lapping up her mothers clit which was doing wonders to her. Her mother was also in a love trance and held Vicky’s shoulders who in turn continued pressing hers and her daughter’s boobs. With a shriek Guddi announced her cumming. She tightened her leg grip around him and waved her head from side to side. He continued pumping her hard. This had a great affect and she came evermore. He was in such a state today that he pushed her in a semi trance state and forced himself in her mother. Both ladies were surprised but loved his audacity. Now the scene had changed, SD was lapping up all the love juice of her daughter as both had exchanged positions. Further 10-12minutes of fuck fest brought both him and SD to orgasm and Guddi too came. After such a long fuck session they just collapsed on each other.
 
Vicky asked SD to open her mouth, she complied and he completed the Randi Registrtion Process.
 
V – meri jaan tu meri hai (you are mine)
 
SD – aise bolte hain badi Didi ko (this is how you talk to elder sister)
 
V – agar badi didi ne abhi abhi lund liya ho toh aise hee bolte hain (if the elder sister has just taken in penis then you speak like this)
 
Guddi smiles.
 
V – Didi jab sex kar rahe hain toh aap mere liye randi ho, sabke saamne Didi (when having sex, you are my keep, in front of others my Sister)
 
SD – Rascal
 
Vicky slaps her “randiyon ke maalik hotay hain” (keeps have masters)
 
SD – ok maalik
 
SD – ek baat batao, mujh pe nazar kab se thee (since when you were eyeing me)
 
V – didi samajh lo jab se lund khada hona shuru hua hai (since the time my penis started getting erection)
 
All laugh..
 
SD – us gadhe RC ka kya karna hai
 
V – tu meri randi hai, meri zimmedaari hai (you are my keep, my responsibility)
 
SD –thank you maalik (thanks master)
 
G – Maamu aaj raat ruk jaao (stay overnight)
 
SD – ruk jaa Vicky (stay)
 
V – hmmmm done
 
Vicky makes a phone call to his parents telling how he visited SD’s house and his bike’s tyre bursted and that day being weekly holiday in local market, unable to get it repaired. SD spoke with his parents too and permission was granted.
 
They continued talking for another few minutes when Vicky received Mona’s call.
 
M – Hi Vicky kaise ho
 
Vicky puts the phone on speaker phone mode and tells others to keep silent. All comply
 
V – hi Bhabhi jaaaan
 
M – bhool gaye mujhe (forgotten me?)
 
V – I never forget my sexy Bhabhi
 
M – badmaash ….giggles
 
V – Bhabhi jaaaaan kaise yaad kiya (what made you call me)
 
M – arrey kuchh khaas nahin (nothing much)
 
V – Bhabhi …. Bol do na….
 
M – kya
 
V – jo roz bolti ho (what you say daily)
 
M – hmmmmmm
 
V – Sketch ka soch rahi ho
 
M – mmmmmmm
 
V – done. Kal ? (tomorrow)
 
M – hmmmm can you come?
 
V – bataata hoon (will tell)
 
V – Bhabhi doodh?
 
M – aao piyo na (come and drink) says she in a super sexy voice and call ends
 
SD – tu saale bahut kameena hai (you are a big rascal)
 
Smiles and happiness all around.
 
After 10-15 minutes of such gossip, Guddi got up and made tea for all.
 
For a few more minutes, the sexual banter continued.
 
Then he motioned the hotties to move to the bathroom. He wanted to do it there with them.
 
They were not complaining either.
 
Three nudies went into the plush bathroom, which resembled that of a high end room of a five star hotel.
 
It was a biggish bathroom with large mirrors placed towards the wash basin area having toiletaries etc. The commode was placed at the other end. The large bathtub was placed in one corner with curtains shielding it from the the remaining bathroom. It had a shower placed and also a hand held shower. Hair conditioners, Shampoos and soaps were placed and the coner near shower. At the end opposite to the shower, big white towels were tidily kept.
 
Without much further ado Vicky moved to the bathtub and pulled the hotties inside. All were giggling like kids. Didi sealed the drainage duct of the tub and started the water. She was mixing both hot & cold. As she was bent down playing with the taps etc Vicky placed himself behind her and positioned his cock on the asshole entry. As she felt it on her asshole she let out an “ouch”. Guddi had in the meanwhile started the shower and adjusted it in a manner that the water fell directly on her ass region. Vicky rubbed a bit of soap on his tool and also on her ass. This was the lubrication he was looking for.
 
Didi was not complaining, in fact she was happy that she had an ass which could keep hrt young cousin desire it. She was laughing and Vicky started the strokes. Guddi who was stuck to the wall on Didi’s right hand side moved to her front thereby bringing her pussy level with her face. Didi loved the sight in front of her of having a shaved pussy lips waiting for her facial lips, the fact it was of her daughter made it more desireable. Her anal lips were being serviced separately.
 
Guddi was right under shower but devoid of any waterfall. The water was landing on very fair ass globes and droplets spread in all directions. Didi held Guddi’s hips for support and started licking her thighs. If Guddi’s licking of Didi had floored the elderly one, now it was turn of the elderly one to show her skills. The shower droplets were putting a sheen over Guddi’s frontal nudity. Her eyes were half closed. This was so much better than whatever she had earlier. Didi licked her inner thigh with some expertise so as to make Guddi twinge. She was paying special attention from mid-thigh to crotch area with supple thigh near crotch coming in for some treat. She just loved the healthy young luscious babe in front of her. Lick by Lick she was making Guddi squirm. Her licks were forceful just like strokes in her asshole and the tongue was exerting some pressure on her pussy.
 
Guddi was getting weak by the second and rested her back on the wall with her legs becoming jittery. She was holding Didi’s head and at times pressed it into her crotch. What a role reversal, Vicky thought, from some time back when Guddi was licking Didi’s crotch in the room and Didi pressed Guddi’s head to her crotch. What goes around comes back.
 
The tongue did part her pussy lips and the inner sanctum was getting a special service.
 
It all continued for well over 10 minutes when Guddi felt the advent of the waterfall deep inside and her legs had become all the more jittery and she was shaking with pleasure. It was like a thousand needles inside her were hitting her inner love nest. With a loud moan she came and pressed face of Didi on her crotch with one hand and with one hand held the shower.
 
Didi continued the licking of her love juices and then picked up the hand held shower pipe to focus the aim of stream to Guddi’s pussy. Cold water streams to a freshly leaked pussy did wonders to Guddi who was enjoying the master class by an expert. She felt indebted to Didi for giving her such pleasure and to Vicky maamu for seducing both. She got down on her knees only to meet the elderly face and the hotties got involved in another round of French kiss. Guddi also inserted a finger in Didi’s pussy, and rubbed it for a couple of minutes. She also let out a loud moan to announce arrival of love juice flood.
 
Vicky in the meanwhile continued the anal screw. He held the wall for support with one hand and the other hand mauled the elderly set of mammaries. With 5-7 minutes worth of more anal fuck, Vicky also let out the stream of semen on Didi’s royal ass globes and Guddi got up to rub it all over her back, thighs, ass globes, boobs.
 
They continued the lovemaking in the bathroom for a few more rounds and at the end all three lovers rubbed soap on each other with some delight. Not detailing out to avoid repetition.
 
They then once more fucked in the room using the study table and finally slept sometime around 2.30am.
 
Vicky got up at 10am and so did Didi and Guddi.
 
“Goodmorning my randis” said Vicky
 
“Good morning maalik” replied Guddi and Didi in unison.
 
V – Chalo got to go
 
D – tu office jaayega (you will go to office)
 
V – no going home
 
D – yahin ruk ja (stay here)
 
V – ek aur ki leni hai (have to fuck one more)
 
G – Maamu u r a stud
 
V – thanks jaanu
 
D – Vicky Guddi ke is Rakesh Chacha ka kya Karen.
 
V – aap kuchh dino ki chhuti le lo, kahin chale jaao (take leave for a few days and go somewhere). By the time you will come, he will be history.
 
D – kya karega (what will you do)
 
V – trust me didi darling.
 
So finally by 12 noon our Vicky left leaving behind mother daughter duo content.
 
Rakesh was working in Central Delhi and lived in South Delhi. Vicky knew someone very high up in that department and got him transferred to the Narela office of that ministry. They had a small team in Narela and Rakesh was sent there. He was aghast, but couldn’t do anything. Didi left him and now even chance of seeing her during office vanished. And add to it daily up down from extreme south Delhi to Narela to North of it.
 
By around 1pm Vicky reaches his home and remembers a certain Mona Bhabhi.
 
V – hi Bhabhi
 
M – hi Vicky..only now u got time to call me
 
V –sorry Bhabhi jaaaaaaan
 
M – pardoned
 
V – Bhabhi
 
M – haan Vicky
 
V – video chat pe aao (come on VC)
 
M – kyon
 
V – dekhna hai (want to see )
 
M – what
 
V – you know
 
M – wait
 
M- chalo aao (come then)
 
We were looking at each other on our screens with our earplugs to talk
 
V – Bhabhi jaan looking mast
 
M – thank u
 
V – jaan doodh peena hai (want to have milk)
 
M – hmmmm
 
V – pee loon Bhabhi (may I drink it)
 
M – hmmmmm
 
V – ye pallu toh hatao saari ka (remove the pallu)
 
Mona complies and brings to view two exquisite creations cased in a equally beautiful sexy blouse showing ample cleavage.
 
V – muuuahhh sslllrrrpp ssllllrrrppp Bhabhi think it is me who is sucking ur boob
 
M – chhi Vicky
 
V – Bhabhi agar sketch banwaana hai toh expose toh karna padega (you will have to expose during sketch)
 
M – but but….
 
V – Bhabhi dekhne do na, perfect hain (let me see, they are perfect)
 
Mona smiles.
 
V - aaj sketch banaayen (should we draw sketch today)
 
M – hmmmmm….aaj nahin kal. (not today but tomorrow). Tomorrow is Saturday, kids are going for a picnic.
 
V – hmmmmm my sexy Bhabhi has planned everything
 
M – smiles
 
V – Bhabhi remove top two buttons
 
We both look at each other via webcams and time stops for some duration.
 
Then as if a movie starts replaying after pause, she starts removing top two buttons of the blouse one by one, increasing the cleavage link by almost a couple of inches
 
V – Bhabhi, one more button
 
Mona complies
 
V – Bhabhi lick ur finger
 
Mona complies
 
V – now rub it on your cleavage
 
Mona complies and moans
 
M – aaaah Vicky
 
V – do it again Bhabhi
 
Mona complies again
 
And
 
Mona moans again
 
M – aah Vicky
 
V – Bhabhi one more
 
Mona complies
 
Mona moans
 
Vicky loves.
 
Now Mona was sitting in front of webcam with her entire blouse open from front and showcasing her sexy cleavage, partial heavenly boobs and lacy net bra.
 
V – Aah Bhabhi, tu bomb hai bomb (you are a bomb)
 
Mona smiles and then comes out of her trance when she sees call from her hubby on her mobile and as if she took over a new roll, she ends the chat in one second.
 
Vicky was tired and slept and got up only in evening by 6.30pm or so. He saw a flurry of missed calls from others including Shefali Didi, Guddi, Anju, Didi and Mona.
 
Vicky called all one by one and had a joint call with Shefali Didi & Guddi and then Anju + her mom separately.
 
And then he called Mona – the target he had zeroed in now.
 
V – haan Bhabhi kaise yaad kiya (yes Bhabhi you called)
 
M – arrey bus waise hee (just like that)
 
V – Bhabhi I am coming tomorrow
 
M – hmmmm
 
V – I want you………topless
 
M – whaat ??
 
V – sketch nahin banwana (u don’t want to be sketched)
 
M - hmmmmm
 
V – VC pe aa sakti ho (can you come on VC)
 
M – no kids around
 
V - hmmmm ok bye. Tomorrow it is
 
M – hmmmmm
 
Vicky then called Anju & Didi again.
 
V – hi jaan
 
A – hi maamu
 
D – kya haal Vicky (how are you)
 
V – Didi Shefali Didi ki dilwaao na (help me to get Shefali Didi)
 
D – mere se man bhar gaya (you tired of me)
 
V – kya Didi, variety is spice of life
 
A – haan zaroor, for same variety you had Guddi.
 
D – ab uski ma (now her mom?)
 
V – pahele Anju ki lee phir aapki. (first fucked Anju then you) now have fucked Guddi now turn of Shefali Didi
 
A – kya logic hai maamu
 
V – yaar Shefali didi ke kya mumme aur gaand hain (what ass and boobs Shefali has)
 
D – naap liye (you measured)
 
V – abhi nazron se naape hain (have measured them with eyes)
 
A – haan maamu (Oh yes)
 
V – darling didi I have a dream to see you and Shefali Didi sucking off each other and Anju & Guddi doing with each other
 
D – mmmmmmmm
 
V – Didi raat ko akela hoon, aap dono aa jaao ya koi bhi ek (I am alone at night, you two come or atleast anyone)
 
D – no chance, inki taraf ke rishtedaar aa rahe hain (hubby’s relatives coming)
 
V – oh … chalo theek hai (its ok)
 
Call ends
 
He then calls Shefali Didi and Guddi again.
 
SD – haan meri jaan (yes my love)
 
V – Didi tu mast hai (u r great)
 
SD – Vicky loved it
 
V – thank you thank you
 
G – Maamu jaanu don’t forget me.
 
V – no chance. Am alone tonight, aa jaao (come)
 
G – no maamu jaanu, have to go to meet Naani and Naanu (parents of Shefali Didi)
 
V – matlab aaj haath se hee kaam chalaana padega (means I will have to use hand only today)
 
Both the sides on the call laugh aloud.
 
SD – Tu rakesh ka kya karega (what will you do with Rakesh)
 
V – trust me jaan
 
SD –hmmmmm
 
He was to ask something from them but then SD tells him that doorbell rang. They end the call.
 
Vicky takes his dinner, calls his parents, some friends and then sleeps like a log.

[manigopal]

 
Next morning he wakes up and after completing the daily morning routine he was just passing his time when he got a call from Mona.
 
V – morning Bhabhi
 
M – morning Vicky kaise ho (how r u)
 
V – fine u tell
 
M – am fine. Kids will be gone in another hour or so
 
V – hmmmmm phir (then)
 
M – just like it
 
V – hmmmmm
 
M – hmmmmm
 
V – Bhabhi it will be a long day…………..and night
M - hmmmmmm
 
In about half an hour, I am on my way to meet my Mona darling Bhabhi. I have my tools for sketching, photography, even condoms. I reach her place and give her a call.
V – Bhabhi all clear?
 
M – hmmmmmm
 
V – 2 minutes
 
M – ok.
 
In next two minutes, Vicky is in her house and hugging Mona.
 
He has her in his embrace.
 
V – love you Bhabhi
 
M – why so
 
V – you are brave to do such a thing
 
M – thank you and now leave me. Bhabhi hoon tumhari (I am your Bhabhi)
 
V – Bhabhi jaaan ho
 
V – Bhabhi chalo kuch kha pee lo then sketch karun
 
Then it hit her like a truck that she will have to be topless in front of her.
 
M – Vickky wo wo…..
 
V – hmmmmm no issues take ur time
 
Vicky sits in a corner and keeps his camera and other tools on table. About half an hour passes.
 
V – Bhabhi let us start with some photos first.
 
M – Kya pahenu (what should I wear)
 
V – something hot
 
M – I know you would say so (smiles)
 
V – mera kya hai burqa pahen ho (wear a burqa for all I care)
 
She went in and came out wearing a single piece dress coming upto her knees and was backless. Was nicely cut to showcase her assets and she flaunted them big time. Suddenly Vicky turned professional.
 
As the clicking started and Mona Bhabhi checked her pics, she became a lot more casual which was required for the shoot. About 20 minutes and 160-70 clicks later, both Vicky and Mona sat down on sofa admiring the pics.
 
M – lovely pics Vicky
 
V – aap itni haseen ho toh pic toh hongi (pics are good since u r beautiful)
 
M – baatein banwa lo
 
Vicky leans into her and kisses her on cheeks
 
V – main sirf baatein nahin karta (I am not all talk)
 
As she gets up to go somewhere, Vicky pulls her long mane.
 
V – mat jaao (don’t go)
 
He pulls her back still holding her hair
 
M – ouch and she falls in his lap with her bare back right in front of his lips
 
Muuaahhh muuahhhh slllrrrppp sllrrpppp
 
She feels wet attack on her back
 
M - aaah Vicky….mat kar…mat….kar
 
She moaned and cooed.
 
V – my sexy Bhabhi (and gives one more round of licks on back)
 
M – mmmmm
 
V – let us do ur sketch Bhabhi, it will take time
 
She was getting in mood and Vicky walked away – she thought he was a fool
 
But next moment it hit her what she had to do now.
 
She went to the room, saw the stool on which she had to sit and Vicky was sitting in front about 5-6 feet away with his entire toolkit spread on an adjacent table.
 
She sat down on the stool, still unsure of being topless. Knew the moment she did so, she would end up with him in bed. A lot has happened on telecon, video chats for them to turn back.
 
V – Bhabhi you want this sketch
 
M – mmmm
 
V – then get ready
 
M – but Vicky….wo …..
 
V – Bhabhi if you want a topless sketch, kapde kholne padenge (will have to shed clothes) if no then main chalta hoon (I will leave)
 
M – no Vicky
 
V – hmmmm take your time.
 
She went to have a glass of water, took a deep breath and then it happened.
 
The hooks holding the dress behind her neck were loosened and the lovely twin beauties came into view. Vicky was mesmerized. They were just too good. Inch by inch the cloth was going down bringing to light and sight the soft creamy flesh of ample bossom. The cleavage was ever inviting and increasing in length by the second. Shefali Didi and Anju’s mom had lovely mature boobs, but this was super special. This set was just just perfect. A D cup set with a perfect shape. Hard to put them in words, they were big, they were shapely, they were firm, they were soft, they were fair, they were creamy…..
 
The stiff pinkish nipples were a sight to behold by themselves, were like two eyes looking straight at Vicky. Mona’s boobs had Vicky captivated. Vicky didn’t make his moves then. He started with the sketch. Didn’t touch her even once. Mona was impressed with his control. She was expecting, hoping, wishing that he would pounce on her boobs and make love to her. Bhaiya’s absence was taking a toll on her pussy.
 
After about a couple of hours’ effort, the outcome was just stupendous, mind boggling. It was good. He gave the sketch to Mona and even she forgot to tie her dress back. She was just enamoured with the sketch. Never did she think that the output would be so beautiful. Vicky had captured her eyes, lips, face cut, hair, neck, shoulders, boobs with one arm underneath covering the base and nipples. It was sheer magic. As she was engrossed in the sketch, Vicky moved in behind her and removed his clothes barring underwear. He kissed her neck and hugged her from behind.
 
M – Vicky ….
 
V – haan Bhabhi jaan….
 
M – chhod de….
 
V – na bhabhi jaan…..
 
The “Aao mera doodh piyo” had a strong effect on her at this moment. She was ripe for the taking…
 
She was not protesting strongly enough. He moved in front….
 
He just pulled down his underwear and his tool dangled before her in a semi erect state. It was looking dangerous and monstrous. She was still in a state of trance. He just moved a bit forward, made her sit and made the tip touch her lips and let it stay there. He did not push her head or make her move to suck it. After a few seconds of dangling, she parted her lips and kissed the knob of the tool. She gently took the knob between the quivering lips and moved her tongue over it, he felt the divine touch. Gradually she moved forward to cover more of his tool and brought his hand around it to hold it. The rock hard tool was in its full glory. Slowly he started developing a rhythm by moving his dick in and out. The tool was not fully in and was hitting her throat. She was feeling gagged. After some strokes she felt comfortable and was doing it like a pro. With the other hand she was holding his balls and playing with them, in the meanwhile, his hand was behind her head, synchronizing her head movement with his gyrations.
 
After about 10 minutes, he felt the familiar sensation his balls and he was about to cum. The nature of relationship and fact that Mona was a sort of dreamgirl., and her cock suck made him cum much before than he would have usually done. Stream after stream he shot his warm semen in her mouth and she like an expert drank most of it with some strains oozing from her beautiful mouth. He took his finger, gathered the oozing cum on it and brought in front of her mouth. She licked that too. He pulled out his limp cock glistening in combination of his semen and her saliva. He felt like a winner.
 
Now it was his turn to suck her. He bent down and went to the coveted boobies. The big boobs were his for the taking. He sucked them like a kid. He played with them, kneaded them, mauled them like an expert. Drew circles around nippies and aerolas, made her quiver, shiver, moan with lust and passion. He could have fucked her there and then and she was all his for the taking but he waited. Looks in her eyes said it all. IT was beyond “Aao mera doodh piyo”
 
He moved in behind position his legs on either side of her and her ass touching his crotch. The expert hands played with the boobies and the lips focused on the nape of the neck making her go mad. Slowly but surely he moved his hand over her stomach and towards her pubic area. The hand went inside her dress and panty. The digits started the usual play with the pussy. He was pleased to find her pussy shaven. The fingers drew circles around the pussy, driving her crazy. He pinched her pussy lips, nibbled them with his fingers, tickled them. The luscious lass was in throes of passion and moaning in a low volume, the location was prohibiting high decibel moaning, otherwise she wanted to let go passionate screams. The three pronged attack on nape of the neck, boobs and pussy was making her go wild, this was the winning strategy with all women, she was shaking her legs and she felt the never before sensations.
 
Suddenly the legs closed in tight and she cummed. His fingers got wet, she closed her eyes, shook her head from side to side and bit her lip. The sheer audacity of the act got her biggest orgasm till date which had shaken her big time.
 
After a couple of minutes of silence, she came out of her trance. Got up and started moving to the next room. She had worn her dress back.
 
They reached the common area in front of both entry doors. He looked at her. Knowing that there was no end to today’s love making, he moved ahead.
 
Her breathing grew heavier with the knowledge of impending attack. The heavy bosom was heaving up and down causing protruded movement of her beautiful globes. She was expecting him to attack boobs or start kissing but he surprised her. A couple of buttons were undone and the dress was on the floor. He motioned her and she got out of her dress piled on her feet. She expected the attack but nothing came. It was case of crying wolf. She was enjoying this game of patience. Needless to mention last thing to go was her panty. He pulled it down by putting one finger on either side and helping her to get out of it. All pieces of garments were piled on the floor. She wanted to take off her slippers but he refused. The sight of Mona having nothing on but her socks and shoes was an additional turn on for him, if any more was required than seeing the luscious, ample breasted, sultry lass wearing nothing to cover her assets.
 
The lass was in contrast with the paint on the walls. He bent down started kissing the coveted pussy. The hands started its magic on her inner thighs. The licking, nibbling, soft biting on the pussy lips had started the momentum for her and straightaway she was feeling the growing passion. Gradually the hands moved from the thighs and went to the twin globes resting proudly on her heaving bossom. He started kneading the boobies and twitched the nippies between thumb and index finger. The similar treatment to both mammary jugs was making her go weak. After sometime he got up and started kissing the underside of the boobs. The underside, nippies and aerolas were very sensitive and he had attacked the very sensitive zone for her. She was waiting for him to kiss her so that he could hold his head and kiss him back passionately. Her hands wanted to grip him, but very skillfully he avoided the embrace. He wanted to make her wait and torment her. The licking of boobs and upper bossom made her crave for more and she stood awaiting more attack. Meanwhile one of her hands moved towards her pussy and she started playing with it. He continued loving her boobs, the coveted globes were his for the taking. He continued the mauling, sucking, kneading and his hands slowly but surely moved to her ass globes. What a fine piece of creation by God.
 
She was getting hungrier by the second. She wanted to passionately kiss him and suck his cock again and he was making her go hungrier. After about 10-12 minutes of torture, he relented and went to kiss her ever kissable lips. She kissed him with some vengeance and he was not complaining. The passion was ignited and both were measuring each other’s body with lips, hands, saliva, you name it, they did it.
 
They broke for breath and smiled and waited for the next step. He went inside the room and brought a mattress and spread it on the common area floor. He then took off his shorts. He was laying on the mattress with his back down. She jumped on his tool like a hungry lioness and started sucking it. It was a natural 69 position with her ass towards his face. Not the one to lose this opportunity, he started licking her pussy, the sucking of his cock and pussy licking and finger playing with her asshole had the stimulating effect on her, if ever one was needed and she started gyrating her ass. He had to lift his head to keep pace with pussy licking. After about 10-12 minutes of mutual licking, both were on verge of cumming. The pace of cock sucking and pussy licking & fingering increased to ferocious levels. For him it was a culmination of sustained effort starting with marriage party episode. He felt the familiar sensation in his balls. She felt the familiar one (used to masturbation only) in her. She was the first to cum. She slammed her crotch on his face and shivered. The nectar of love was released. He lapped it all he could. After a few seconds, his cock erupted as a volcano, she took in all semen she could. Streams of warm semen went to her mouth and she took it all in. As the volcano subsided she licked the tool clean. She was cleanliness conscious.
 
She turned and lay on top of him with her boobs crashing over his chest.
 
He asked “Mazaa aaya” (enjoyed?)
 
Hmmmm
 
“aur maza lena hai” (want to enjoy more?)
 
Hmmmm
 
After this Hmmmm she giggled after understanding the implications of what she agreed to.
 
He asked her to get up. She got up and was positioned on his crotch with knees bent on his either side. She was in a cowgirl position. The boobs looked gigantic and she was leaning forward and those melons swung before him like ripe fruits. He tried to get up to suck them but she moved back to tease him. Another round of same routine. By now he had folded his knees which meant she could not go much further back. He lay their smiling – joining in the victorious feeling she had and with a deadly speed got up. The raised and folded legs from knees meant she could not go back much which resulted him kissing his desired fruits. He went on his back again and guided his hands to the coveted mammaries. He started playing with her boobies. The fingers played with the nipple toughening them like an eraser. Gradually the hands covered one boob each. With his tool back to its full glory, he signaled her to get on top of him. She didn’t object and very carefully placed the tool on the pussy entry and tried to force it in. The tool and pussy were well lubricated and coupled with gravity effect and her weight it went it about 3-4 inches in first shot and by the second one the whole was in the hole. It was then that it hit her deep inside that she realized the position. Although she was a well built curvaceous woman but the hole was ravaged by the gigantic tool. She screamed in pain and wanted to get up and away. He suddenly held her hands and forced her to bear the initial pain barrier. Slowly, slowly she again started her up & down movement.
 
This time the pain was less and the pleasure was much more. With a minute or two of such pleasurable slow movements she upped the tempo and was now more vigorous in her movement. The gigantic boobs were flaying in all directions. He held them in their place with this hands. She was the bitch in the heat. Her hands had gone behind her head holding her mane and her eyes were semi closed with a lusty satisfied look on her face. She was very much in heat. The slutty look on her face, boobs thrusted forward with the back arching back and her ride as a cowgirl was a great turn on for him. The Bhabhi who looked so reserved when they first met was now his for the taking. And taking her was he. He was enjoying her vigour and were drenched in their sweats. The sweat of love. The bodies shone as if covered with a thin coat of vanish. He also had started gyrating his ass matching her up & down movements.
 
After about 12-15 minutes of this sweat covered exercise, she suddenly tightened her grip of legs on his either side and the pussy grip tightened around his tool. He felt the now familiar liquid as she was in throes of passion experienced her multiple orgasm of the day. If first one was mind boggling the second one was near earth shattering for her and it was sheer ecstasy for her. She bent down in front with Vicky sucking her melons. Vicky’s tool was drenched in her and she was in a state of tiredness. Seizing the opportunity he got up and got behind her. She was on her fours and he was behind her. The asshole entrance was his for the taking. He did not trust the lubricated tool and went in to take the Vaseline lotion jar. He motioned Mona to stay in same position. He came back patted on her head as if she was his pet and went back to her ass hole. He brought out some lotion and rubbed it on his tool already glistening in her love juices. Another round of lotion went around the ass hole entrance with one finger inserted with the lotion in ass hole. This made her squeal. If she had squealed because of one finger, the tool would tear her apart. With one more round of lotion application on his dick head he placed it near her asshole entrance and started the drilling in.
 
Now it hit her. She understood what was coming.
 
She said “Vicky nahin” (Vicky no)
 
Kyon (Why?)
 
Dard hoga (it will hurt)
 
He replied “shuru mein hoga – baad mein maza aayega” (initially yes – later you will enjoy)
 
“Bahut bada hai” (It is too big)
 
“Tabhi tumhe pasand hai Bhabhi jaan” (that’s why you like it) he said
 
“Haan par dard bahut hoga” (Yes but it will hurt)
 
“Abhi thodi der pahele, tumhe shuru mein dard hua thaa na, baad mein maza aaya thaa” (a while back you felt pain initially but then enjoyed it)
 
Hmmm
 
“Waisa hee hoga” (it will be like that only) he said reassuringly.
 
With round of reasoning over, he restarted with the drilling. The big tool moved in to go in. Gradual sustained pressure made it go in one inch and she felt that her eyes would come out of her sockets. She shrieked in pain shouting no, no. The tool was big very big.
 
He asked her to be quiet. She became less noisier but was still shrieking in pain. The eyes were closed and drops of tears flowed. He did not pull out but applied a sustained second round of pressure. This made it go in another one inch. By now the hands had started playing with the melons hanging. He did not proceed further for a couple of minutes. He allowed her to absorb the pain. She did so. The anal walls stretched to accommodate the huge guest. All the while a rich dose of lotion was being applied on the tool.
 
Very gently he asked her “ready for one more shot”
 
Hmmm came the reply.
 
Another shot of gradual pressure make it go in by one more inch. Every inch of tool in was making it very painful for her but once the anal walls stretched to accommodate it, she would feel the pleasure of being filled in. Thus after 7-8 such movements almost 80-90% of his dick was in.
 
He waited for her to adjust and adjust did she. The virgin holes were ravished today by the monster. Slowly but surely he moved the dick out and in. By & by she had adjusted to its size and dimensions and the anal walls now loved the intruder. The momentum picked up and the tool now started hurting her inner walls. She was being hit where no one had ever done. Bhaiya hadn’t done anal with her.
 
It was hitting her deep inside and she was loving it. Her new slutty side was on full display. She started moaning loudly and screamed “more, more” in delight. It was sheer display of wanton lust from her. The melons shook violently with being intermittently being held by his hands. He held mane of her hair so as to be in a position of riding a horse. She liked the way she was being used by him. The momentum further picked up with him hitting her deep inside ever so powerfully. She was feeling the granite hard piston hits but could not do anything. The hole was hurting now. He felt the twinge and like a water hose he erupted streams of thick cum in her. It was too much for her. The much battered whole was now filled with a pleasurable warm semen. Tired as he was he withdrew the now limp cock and now both lay side by side on the mattress. The summer heat did not matter to them for first few minutes. Then he got up to change the direction of the pedestal fan in his house towards them.
 
Both lay there in each other’s embrace savouring the moment.
 
She said “Dard ho raha hai” (it is paining)
 
“Par maza aaya” (but did you enjoy)
 
“Haan” (yes)
 
“Dheere dheere tumhe dard kam aur maza zyaada aayega” (gradually it will start paining less and you will enjoy more.)
 
They hugged each other and went in for another round of kissing, sucking, licking etc.
 
Now they lay on the bed and watch the ceiling fan move above them in circular motion.
 
V – Thanks Bhabhi
 
M – Thanks Vicky
 
V – Seems you missing bhaiya a lot
 
M – hmmm Bhaiya is good but you are better
 
V – Mera zyada bada lagta hai bhaiya se (seems mine is much bigger than bhaiya’s tool)
 
M – hmmmmm and you use it well too
 
V – Artist hoon
 
M – oh yes
 
M – Vicky kisi ko pata na chale (none should get to know)
 
V – trust me.
 
The landline rang and it was Bhaiya on the other side. Mona walked there nude with her long hair moving sideways with each step. Vicky moves in behind and hugs her.
 
M – haan ji (yes)
 
..
 
M – kids to picnic
 
..
 
M – bore ho rahi hoon (getting bored)
 
…
 
M – miss you love you
 
The call ended and Mona Bhabhi hugged her new lover.
 
Vicky had a few more rounds with Mona Bhabhi on Saturday and came back for more on Sunday. On Sunday it was birthday of one of the classmates of a kid and she dropped them to a home in Gurgaon and came back to a nude Vicky with an awake python between his legs. In those two days, she was fucked like never before. Anal, shower, missionary, cowgirl, etc etc. Everything was done with her. She was his keep now. Period.
 
Monday morning Vicky sends messages to both Anju and Guddi to come and meet him in second half. For good measure tells them to inform their parents that they are going out together. He takes off in second half of the day.
 
He then calls up moms of Guddi and Anju and tells them to give permission to their daughters for going out together. Both agreed.
 
Anju knew that Maamu had fucked Guddi and Guddi had an inclination that Maamu had fucked Anju. Both were dressed to kill. Maamu was the target. Guddi reaches Anju’s place and within 30 minutes both are off to Mamu’s place.
 
On Way
 
A – teri chats kaisee chal rahi hain
 
G – bahut sahi
 
A – maamu se mili kabhi
 
G – haan movie dekhne gayi thee
 
A – kya hua
 
G – kuchh nahin
 
A – sach bol, mujhe pata hai maamu ka, unke haath nahin rukte
 
G – matlab tere saath bhi
 
A – hmmm mast maamu hain
 
G – phir tune kya kiya
 
A – maine toh enjoy kiya
 
G – maine bhi
 
A – kya bolti hai, aaj agar mauka laga toh
 
G – full masti karenge
 
A – full meaning full
 
They knew that there was nothing to be afraid of, since their moms had given permission.
 
Vicky had decided to go in for a direct approach.
 
As they pressed the doorbell and he opened, he gave both of them a tight hug and pecks on cheeks.
 
V – ready for fun
 
Both – yes maamu
 
Vicky then kissed them on their lips. Both acted as surprised but smiled at each other. Vicky went to the local shop to get some cold drinks. He came back. In the meantime Anju had moved to the kitchen to make something.

[manigopal]

 
Guddi opened the door with Anju in kitchen. He embraced her and started pressing her boobs over her t-shirt. She indicated him of Anju’s presence to which he smiled and started the groping again. She again tried to push him away. This time he took off his track pants and t-shirt and was in his undergarments. Next to go was his vest and then came off the underwear. He was in his Birthday Suit with a perplexed Guddi looking at him and Anju still showing her gorgeous ass to him from kitchen. He proceeded to the kitchen and held Anju from back, surprised she turn around to get the shock of her life.
 
Stood behind her Vicky with only thin air to cover his body and a raging python in its full glory. She just got glued to the Python not letting it out of her sight even for a slip second. Guddi was equally out of wits till now. But then she understood that something has happened between them leading to this. For a moment she felt jelaous but the jealousy subsided at the opportunities presenting itself.
 
He just took Anju’s hand and made her to hold his tool. She was spell bound by the heavy duty piston and held it in her soft hands.it wasn’t her first time to hold the big ben, but still not in presence of Guddi. In the meanwhile, Guddi also came down to her undergarments and stood behind Anju. Now the luscious ass baby was between the boob queen and tool king.
 
The elder cousin took off the younger one’s top and also pulled down the shorts. Anju was still in a stage of trance and did not know what was going on. Guddi wanted to do away with her undergarments but Vicky signaled her not to do so. Vicky started kissing Anju and all the while, Anju kept on holding the tool like a child clinging on to a toy. Guddi joined in the fun and kissed Anju from behind on her nape of neck. Her massive boobies crushing on Anju’s back were doing great things to her. Guddi now proceeded to remove hers and Anju’s bra. Off went hers and so did Anju’s. One quick second, off went her panty. She now moved to pull down her sister’s panty. The movement of panty brought her out of trance and she held the band stopping Guddi. She looked at Vicky, then Guddi and then at herself and almost shrieked at their states. The other two were in birthday suit and she was one garment away from joining their fashion statement. She just did not understand how it happened. Before she could say anything, Vicky said “hamari jaise ho jaa” (be like us) “itne kapde kyon pahene hain” (why are you wearing so many clothes)
 
She started with a giggle and went on to laugh hysterically, the other two joined in and the three incestuous lovers laughed with a vengeance. To the neighbours it may have felt as three relatives sharing some joke but for them it was not a joke. It was a barrier to be crossed.
 
Vicky started kissing her and Guddi. His mind was going berserk in choosing between the milk depots or gorgeous ass. Guddi also was kissing Anju and it was a first bi for both of them. What better place to start lesbianism than with your own gorgeous cousin. In the melee, sometimes his back felt Guddi’s boobs and sometimes his crotch felt Anju’s ass. But the best part was for every second of the kitchen love, his tool was in grip of a damsel.
 
Now he asked Anju and Guddi to move to the bedroom. He asked Guddi to get an old bedsheet since the new one would get dirty. She obeyed. The experienced Guddi got the material for lubrication since she knew today was Anju’s ass’s turn.
 
As starters, both Guddi and Vicky sandwiched Anju and pampered her with kisses and saliva exchanges. Both he and Guddi and taken turns to inject their digits in her pussy to get her lubricated in the natural way. Anju was fingered earlier but the scale and expertise and sheer naughtiness of the whole act was too much for her. Vicky then pulled Guddi on the bed who lay on her back and pointed his tool at the entrance of her pussy with her legs on either side of him.
 
Guddi had motioned Anju to come towards her head and her pussy was directly above Guddi’s face. The love triangle was now complete. Vicky was joined with Guddi due to his dick and her pussy. Guddi’s face was in direct contact with Anju’s pussy and Anju & Vicky were exchanging saliva with deep kisses. Gradually the momentum built up, the strokes of tool were going deep in and hitting Guddi in the inner most parts. Though it had happened so many times earlier but today was different. Today was different as her mouth was also simultaneously giving pleasure to another pussy. The tongue licks on her freshly shaved pussy was sending Anju in throes of passion with both sets of her lips being kissed/licked at the same time.
 
Lick by lick Anju was nearing her orgasm and so was Guddi – stroke by stroke, Vicky still was somewhat away from it. After a few more licks, Anju came and came by the litres, she squatted on Guddi’s who lapped it all up. As Anju finished it was time for Guddi to come by the gallons, this time Anju put her face close to her pussy to lick it, however, Vicky had not stopped the strokes. So Guddi’s pussy was on a double onslaught of lick and stroke and was on fire. The sheer audacity of the act was making her crazy.
Now it was time for him to cum. He spurted everything on Anju, with her creamy skin getting a liquid polish coat over her. Guddi helped in spreading the polish over her. He then took to rubbing the polish with Anju’s ass globes coming in for some special attention. The rounded ass globes pointing towards him presented a very erotic sight. He still did not proceed with fucking her ass. Instead he made Guddi go on all fours with him fucking her ass and Anju upright on her knees making her pussy at the same level as Guddi.
 
The ass fucking that she was subjected to recently had made her asshole more accommodative for his big tool. The semen, love juices acted as natural lubricants. Inch by inch it went in and both he and Guddi picked up the rhythm in unison. He continued mauling Guddi’s boobs. The hands held her mane as if riding a horse. The strokes were very heavy and violent with Guddi making horny sounds with every stroke. Anju was zapped by the unabated display of the wanton lust by her cousin sister and Maamu.
 
Even Anju was in the mood and was mauling Guddi’s melons. Guddi was pleasantly perplexed with the twin attack on her twin peaks of glory. Though Guddi was licking her pussy, Anju moved down to kiss her elder cousin. The creamy white and the dusky beauties intertwined the tongues to complete the kiss. Vicky’s penis was buried deep in Guddi’s ass and even he stopped to savour the wanton lust on display. Anju and Guddi kept on kissing each other and had become oblivious to his presence. Guddi was however feeling his strong presence deep in her ass. After 2-3 minutes of such lusty kissing, the cousins disengaged with the normal duty of Anju’s pussy licking resumed with some gusto. Anju moved forward to kiss Vicky. He could feel the mix of Anju pussy juice (licked by Guddi), Guddi’s saliva (sucked by Anju) and Anju’s taste (sucked by him). Such was the passion of the encounter that the relatives were in a state of trance. He came and came in by the streams in Guddi’s ass. With Guddi resorting to uninhibited screaming before he came owing to the massive pressure exerted by strokes. The limp cock covered in mix of his rich semen and Guddi’s love juices was on display. Anju just moved down on him and licked every centimeter of it clean.
 
Now it was turn of the fair and lovely beauty to be in the middle with the lovers on either side of her. Vicky was behind her and Guddi was in front of her. The heavy kissing among the siblings meant that a new lesbian relationship had started and both enjoyed being bi-sexual. He was not complaining. He had the privileged seat to one of the most erotic sight on display. Guddi was kissing her and Vicky, his tool was poking Anju’s ass globes with one hand playing with her pussy and the other one finding difficult to concentrate on one set of boobs and oscillating between the four globes available to it.
 
After 8-10 minutes of such foreplay it was time to take Anju’s pussy. It was her choice of which hole to lose first. She lay on her back with Guddi reaching for the position close to her face. It was Anju’s turn to lick her sister’s pussy and her love juices. All this was a first time experience for her and it was least to say was spinning her head.

[manigopal]

 
Vicky placed the cock at entrance of the pussy. The cousins were waiting with a baited breath for the next step. Guddi wanted to have a close look at her younger cousin’s deflowering, Anju wanted to feel the big one inside her one more time and Vicky wanted to reach the step two, i.e having both of them at any time and then later to have them with their mothers. He wanted to do a 5some one day with them.
 
He spread her legs on either side of his, thereby stretching the pussy walls and hole. But this time he went down on her to kiss the milky thighs and crotch area. The expert that he had become, he focused on her inner thigh, making circles with his fingers in her sensitive region and also his finger did magic to her pussy. The two digits inside her were making her go mad and Guddi’s attack on her top half was not helping her predicament. Guddi had by now bent down to suck her sister boobs with her own sweet melons hung tantalizingly close to Anju’s face.
 
Both did the same to each other by sucking each other’s boobs. If this was not heaven then there was no such thing as heaven, he thought. The sight of two luscious babes sucking each other’s boobs was something to be recorded and kept for future. The attack on both ends made her cum and release the love juices by the litres. On seeing Vicky’s wet fingers, Guddi moved to a 69 position with her sister and lapped up all the love juices she could. In last 5-10minutes Guddi had taken a lead in the wanton sexual display. She was also on fire and even the inexperienced invasion from Anju’s digits in her well used pussy got her to cum in an instant. The sisters drank each other’s nectar from the purest source. He lifted Guddi’s face and kissed her bang on her lips and tasted Anju’s love juices mixed with her saliva. This was maddening. The salty taste of the love juices in Guddi’s saliva acted as some performance enhancing drug for him. He started as a man possessed.
 
The huge tool took its position at the entrance and inch by inch it started movement into the deep tunnel. This was unimaginable for Anju. Her trance was broken and she started feeling the pain. Sensing her condition, Guddi passed some lubricant to Vicky and also started kissing Anju to take her mind from the pain in her coveted pussy. Stroke by stroke it all went in. Vicky let it rest in the favourite resting place for about a minute or so, allowing inner walls of Anju’s pussy to adjust to the gigantic intruder. She was enjoying the feeling of being so completely filled. A smile escaped her lips. Seeing the smile both Guddi and Vicky felt the relief.
 
And then the piston started its in & out movement bringing pleasure with each stroke to the nubile beauty. The tool hit her where nobody had touched her, even she didn’t know if there was any such place in her body. The tool hits did magic to her. Sounds of “aah” “ooh” “yes” “oh my god” filled the room. With each sound, the pace increased, gradually to a very high tempo. This was getting too much for her. Suddenly she felt like a thousand needles pricking her very inside skin, she felt a rush that was very rarely done earlier, the eyes got closed and she thought her head would explode owing to the passion. Her hands held Guddi’s arms very tightly and her head swayed from side to side. Then she started cumming in and the pleasant pain decreased. Vicky did not hold back and continued hitting her deep, this was a curious mix of her relieving pain and he increasing it for her. She had never come so much. Even her masturbation sessions did not make her cum so much.
 
Vicky had not cummed as yet and was continuing the pleasant onslaught hitting her hard. Her boobs were moving in all directions. They may not be as big as Guddi’s but were still a handful. He mauled them with his hands and also paid attention to Guddi’s boobs as she had also developed a rhythm to match Anju’s licking pattern.
 
After 5-7 minutes, he felt a massive rush in his balls and the urge to empty the load in her. Stream after stream of his semen erupted from his tool. Though he would have liked to fill her with his seed, but had the presence of mind to not to do so. He took out his massive tool to much disappointment of Anju as she was cumming the second time in close succession and the feeling was nothing short of ecstasy for her. As he spread his rich semen on her he saw a trail of liquid coming down from her pussy lips on to her thigh. She came in by the tankers he thought. Anju looked at him dreamily and Guddi looked admirably, within no time he had made love to two gorgeous babes and was ready for more.
 
Vicky though felt a bit tired but Anju’s ass globes were too good to resist. Anju was in daze and didn’t realize the implications on being turned around to rest on her all fours. Guddi knew what was coming and strangely felt happy at the “Turn” of event. He went to the kitchen to drink some water, brought back the bottle with him, Anju was still on all fours but Guddi had brought herself down to kiss her little sister. The two babes were locked in saliva exchange pattern when Vicky joined them. One look at the intertwined beauties made him realize the new avenues that he had opened for them and self. He started drinking water in big gulps. Due to the gulps some water trickled down from his mouth on Anju’s ass globes, it was like waterfall hitting a well rounded shining stone below.
 
As Guddi was still engrossed in sucking her sister, he picked up a bottle of some lotion and rubbed it over his gigantic piston and positioned it at the entrance of the asshole. Anju was still lost in smooching with her elder sibling and was oblivious to what was about to hit her hard, literally. He put some lotion over her hole as well which gave her tingling sensation. The kissing and boob mauling was making her go weak in the knees and she was about to cum again. Vicky kept looking at the beautiful ass globes and gave them love bites. Simultaneous sucking, love bites on her boobs and ass globes was getting too much for her,
 
Vicky started applying pressure on his tool to make it enter the tiny hole. One inch of the gigantic tool caused her eyes to pop out of the sockets. Much like what happened with Guddi earlier. But Guddi being more voluptuous was able to handle it with relative ease. Anju just stopped in her tracks and stopped kissing Guddi. She realized what was coming and it terrified her. Guddi tried to calm her down. Vicky had also stopped and put more lotion on his tool and her hole to ease her pain. Another inch went in. Meanwhile Guddi was also guiding her on how to relax her anal muscles to accommodate the gigantic proportioned tool. It was easier said than done for Anju, but she was definitely making an effort. Vicky also cooperated with her and slowed down the pace of intrusion into the rounded creamy ass. Instead of an inch of penile installment he climbed down to 1 centimeter per thrust and increased the time gap between two thrusts thereby giving her ample time to adjust to the intruder. Somehow, the focus had shifted to taking care of Anju. He didn’t want to tear her apart and hurt her too much.
 
Anju thanked god for small mercies from a big merciless monster. By & by about 5 inches of the thick meat went in. Guddi coupled Vicky’s efforts and her cajoling went a long way in comforting Anju. In order to make Anju forget the intruder she made her suck her boobies. What started as a diversionary tactic for Anju turned out to be a very pleasurable exercise for herself. Anju sucked like an expert. Girl knows girl better hence she knew how to suck when to focus on aerolas, when to attack nipples and when to press boobs in general and with how much pressure. Moans of pleasure from the two lasses filled the room. Seeing her state, Vicky increased the thrust and within no time around 3 more inches of solid piston went in. Anju was on verge of another eye-popping-out-of-socket experience but manage to adjust to the massive intrusion. He breathed for some time giving her time to adjust. By now he understood that she was comfortable with the thick dick in her asshole.
 
Gradually he started pulling it out to much dismay of Anju. She thought game was over. How wrong she was.
 
Another round of lotions and the pounding started, gradually picking up the momentum leading to some seriously paced rhythm. Almost whole of the tool was going in and his balls were hitting her lower ass globes. Anju was now into it completely and was matching Vicky’s movements with her ass movement to meet the tool. The pounding had increased in ferocity, with each stroke harder than before. She felt that her skin would rupture resulting in a fountain of blood but even she was determined to match his vigour and strength. Vicky reached out for her ponytail to ride the horse, his favourite position while ass fucking. The other hand went to maul her boobs mercilessly. Since Guddi had positioned herself under Anju so that the young cousin’s face was around her boobs, therefore, Vicky’s hand had additional pleasure of meeting flat tummy of Guddi. He did not lose the opportunity to finger fuck Guddi for a few strokes. Now he was enjoying Anju’s luscious creamy white ass. The rounded ass was a sight to behold and right now he was the master.
 
The Maamu and nieces were covered in a thin sheen of sweat which was making the bodies shine even more. A coat of sheen on the dusky voluptuous beauty and also on the creamy white lass. The sight was captivating to say the least.
 
He again felt the familiar tinge between his legs and streams of his warm semen entered the well punctured asshole. This time he filled her completely with his seed. The smallish hole was not able to accommodate the gallons of semen especially with the tool still well lodged in the hole leading the trickling down of the semen from the edges to the creamy white thighs. As the eruptions ended, he took out his tool and inserted a finger in her hole to rub the natural moisturizer on her ass globes. He had taken a fascination to this ritual of his. To him it meant the full control over the beauty in question.
 
Guddi, Anju and Vicky had cummed in unison and lay down on the bed well exhausted with around couple of hours of love making.
 
Vicky lay in the middle, on his back, with the damsels on either side of him with their head resting on his either shoulder and twined with him like a creeper. He felt like a king in a harem of beauties.
 
After a short while of silence, he said “Maza aa gaya” (I enjoyed it)
 
Both – humein bhi
 
Then Guddi was made aware of his escapades with Anju at metro station and how it all led to this. He did not talk about Ritu & family but spoke about a lot of fun during his deputation posting in Himachal Pradesh.
 
He then told both girls that how their moms were his too. Though each one of them knew about Vicky maamu and mom but acted surprised for a second then changed look. They had done 3some with maamu and mom, how could they act like that.
 
Vicky smiled and said “ab sab enjoy karenege”
 
Both – yes maamu
 
 
So both nieces used to enjoy company of their Maamu very regularly with active support from their moms. Anju and Guddi had confided in each other that they had done threesome with Maamu and their moms were the third partner. As expected the info reached ears of both elder siblings and they were fine with it. They never discussed it but when met and any mention of Vicky came up, they would give each other knowing looks.
 
Mona was a regular feature for him as well. Given the constraints of location, etc, Vicky serviced her pussy very very well. Once Bhaiya came back from his project, the interactions got reduced.
 
Now we will move to another thread in family.
 
A second cousin of Vicky known as Gaurav was about marriageable age but there was some problem since his parents were not agreeing to let him marry the girl of his choice. Reason, she was another religion . Gaurav was elder among two siblings and was son of Vicky’s dad’s first cousin. Not only Gaurav’s dad was Vicky’ dad’s first cousin, but his mom was also first cousin of Vicky’s mom.
 
So despite being a distant relative, the families were pretty close. Chacha’s (younger bro/male cousin of father) name was Shyam and Chachi was Radhika. They too lived in Delhi. Gaurav was an MBA and he fell in love with Sanaya Siddiqui during MBA. He was her senior by one year. Both continued their relationship post marriage. Gaurav got a good job in banking sector and she got in HR and their love blossomed and they decided to get married. And then the problem arose.
 
Shyam and Radhika had a long discussion rounds with Vicky’s parents and it was decided that though we should respect judgement of our children but there are a few things that needed to be cleared before saying a final yes. So on a Sunday, Vicky’s mom, Gaurav’s mom and Vicky went to Sanaya’s place. On the other side we had Sanaya’s mom, Sanaya’s two maasis. Vicky was the only male and that too perhaps taken more due to driving rather than any other intellectual input.
 
Gaurav’s mom came to Vicky’s place and in no time the entourage reached the residence in Janakpuri. It was a good 3 BHK DDA Flat in Janakpuri. Sanaya’s father had died in an accident long back and since he was in Government service, they got the family pension and Sanaya’s mom too was in government service and she decided to raise her two daughters on her own. Zoya was Sanaya’s mom name. Her two Maasis were Zara and Saima. Pleasantaries were exchanged. Sanaya was a damn beauty. A confident girl who knew that she was desireable. Zoya, Zara and Saima all were eye catching and well structured and shaped. Sanaya’s younger sister Sana too was college going and a beauty. Vicky felt jealous of Gaurav’s luck. Earlier it was Manish and now Gaurav, both jokers were so lucky. Zara and Saima too had two daughters each. Saima’s hubby had gone to gulf and divorced her recently and Zara’s had not divorced her but he too was in Gulf. Thankfully they were sound financially.
 
So the discussion started. From groom’s side it was Vicky’s mom (VM) who led discussion and from bride’s side it was Sanaya’s maasi Zara who came to bat. (Zr)
 
VM- Achhi baat hai ki ladka ladki ek doosre ko itna pyaar karte hain (its good that both boy and girl love each other)
 
Zr - ji Didi
 
VM – Dekhiye hum log pure vegetarian  family hai, issue religion se zyada lifestyle se hai (we are pure vegetarian s, the issue is more about lifestyle than religion)
Zr – ji Didi.
 
VM – aap log non veg khaate honge, but sanaya beti ko ghar pe vegetarian banna padega. Yahaan aake jo marzi khaaye (Sanaya will have to eat veg food in her new home though she is free to eat anything here)
 
Zr – hmmm aapki baat theek hai (you are right)
 
So far so good.
 
VM – ek baar beti ki shaadi ho gayi toh usko sasural ke rivaaz hee maan ne padte hain (once the girl is married, she has to follow & respect customs of in laws)
 
Zr – bilkul theek didi (you are right)
 
VM – Sanaya beti dekh lo, kal aisa na ho ki main ye nahin maanungi ya wo nahin maanungi (Sanaya, pls see, tomorrow you should not backtrack)
 
Sanaya – no problem aunty
 
VM – good. Kids will be raised in our family way
 
Here Zara maasi was a bit uncomfortable but didn’t lose her cool.
 
Zr – Didi thoda bahut ., padh lenge toh kya dikkat (if they are taught a bit of .,, what is the issue)
 
None had any answer to this. Here in our hero jumps in
 
V – Zara ji thodi si dikkat hai (slight difficulty)
 
Zr – kaise ??
 
V – As per ., and Christianity, only your god and book are right and rest wrong?
 
Zr – hmmm
 
V – Toh bachche kya seekhenge, ki jis Shiv, Vishnu, Raam, Durga ki Pooja wo karte hain daadko mein, wohi naankon mein haram hain? (What will kids learn, the gods they worship in paternal house become forbidden in maternal house)
 
Zr – but …but…
 
VM and Radhika chachi looked at Vicky with pride. Zara was uncomfortable
 
Saima went to Zoya and took her to another room

[manigopal]

 
S – Theek kahe rahen hain. Bachhon ko ***** banne do, kuchh seekh jaayenge. Mere waale ne toh phone pe hee talaak de diya tha. Kya rahe gaya mere paas. Wo toh naukri thee aur abbu ke paise thhey toh bach gaye (They are right, let kids grow only as hindus, will learn something. Remember I was divorced over phone, was left with nothing from his side, my job and dad’s money saved us)
 
Zo – hmmmm
 
Zoya and Saima come back in.
 
Zo – Didi aap theek kahe rahi hain, shaadi ke baad wohi ghar hai uska aur aagey bachchon ka bhi (you are right didi, post marriage that is THE HOME for Sanaya and kids)
 
VM – ji Zoyaji
 
Zo – But didi shaadi kaise hogi (how will the marriage be done)
 
VM – dekho pahele toh court mein karte hain kyonki inter religion maamla hai (let us do first in court since inter religion issue), phir usi din phere karwa denge (on same night will marry as per ***** customs)
 
Saima – ji Didi aap theek bol rahi hain (you are right)
 
VM – Aur Sanaya ka kanyadaan main aur ye karenge (me and my hubby will do Kanyadaan for Sanaya)
 
All got emotional.
 
VM – Agar aapki taraf se koi karna chahe koi issue nahin but pati patni dono baithne chahiyen (if someone wants to do from your side, no issues, but it should be a couple)
 
Zo – hmmmm Didi aapko bata denge (will tell you)
 
VM – chalo phir mithaai khilao, hum ladke waale hain (lets have sweets, we are from groom’s side)
 
All laugh.
 
Radhika chachi indicates something to Vicky and he goes out and comes back with 5 boxes of sweets, 1 saree and one gold chain.
 
Radhika gives 5100/- as shagun to Sanaya and gifts other items. Pics were clicked. Happiness all round. Gaurav knew that Vicky’s friend was an astrologer so kundlis too were matched. It was a good match.
 
Zo – Didi phir aap log hee mahurat vagarah nikalwa lo, aap mein jo bhi hota hai. (you find auspicious dates and whatever is required)
 
Saima – Didi aap kisi ek ki duty laga do jo hamaari help kar de, hum sab toh zanaana log hain is side (can you depute someone to help us, since all of us are females here)
 
Radhika – Didi Vicky ko kaam pe laga den (should we depute Vicky)
 
Vicky’s mom looks at him with an inquiring look, he nods yes.
 
VM – chalo ji Vicky will take care, ab ye ladki wala ho gaya (Vicky will be the one, he is now from bride’s side)
 
All laugh.
 
Radhika calls up her husband and Gaurav, who were at Vicky’s place, all are happy. Happiness all round.
 
Zoya arranged for snacks and Sanaya got an opportunity to be alone with Vicky and thanked him.
 
Sn – Thanks Vicky ji, Gaurav told me how it was you who brought all around to a few doable things to get them to agree.
 
V – you are welcome.
 
Sn – Gaurav speaks very highly of you
 
Vicky smiles.
 
V – I envy Gaurav
 
Sn – why
 
V – joker is not only getting a beautiful wife but beautiful saali, beautiful saas and even maasis from bride side
 
Sn – ha ha ha
 
They joke a bit more and then join others.
 
As they reach back home, Vicky’s dad tells Shyam chacha ji and Radhika chachi to ensure that girl’s side is not burdened with demands. He said he knew that family will not ask for dowry but wedding expenses too should be controlled. We should not forget that they don’t know our customs and also there is no male member to take lead. All agree. He tells Chacha ji if they want to entertain bigger gathering, they should hold a separate reception.
 
So Chacha and Chachi go to some Pandit ji and get a few auspicious dates. Very soon Vicky gets Sanaya and Gaurav to file for court marriage and gets date on one of the auspicious one selected. As per plan a banquet hall is to be booked. All the time Zoya, Saima was accompanying him.
 
They go to a banquet hall in Kirti Nagar area which is known for its quality of food. At the banquet hall.
 
BM (Banquet Manager) – haanji sir
 
V – 200 ki gathering ke liye hall chahiye (need a hall for 200)
 
BM – food veg
 
V – right
 
BM – dates?
 
V – need it on 5th Oct
 
BM – sir navraatri mein bahut zyada booking hai, ek haal hai but 300 ki booking lagegi (heavy rush during Navratri, we have one hall but will need booking of 300)
 
V – hmmm plate ka kya rate hai (what is per plate rate)
 
Bm – Sir 1500/-
 
V – All inclusive
 
BM – haan sir bus aap 30% amount pe tax de dena (you may pay tax on 30%)
 
V – hmmmm
 
V – hall dikhaoge and call the owner of your banquet. He is there?
 
BM – sir wo hain nahin (he is not there)
 
V – Sharma ji nahin hain ?? (Sharma ji is not there?)
 
BM starts thinking as Vicky takes the name of the owner.
 
BM – sir phone karke batata hoon aap hall dekhiye (will check and revert, you see the hall)
 
V – hmmmmm
 
Sanaya, Zoya and Saima join Vicky in seeing the hall. The BM is telling all sorts of stories about arrangements etc etc. Vicky makes a mental note of everything. He takes Zoya to a side
 
V – aunty ji, ye kharcha kam se kam 5.50lakh tak ka hoga, aap batao? (this expense would be till 5.5lacs, you tell?)
 
Zo – thoda kam ho jaaye toh achha hai (if gets reduced by a bit, will be good)
 
V – hmmm
 
Zo – dekho agar 4.5 tak kaam ho jaaye (see if can be done in 4.5lacs)
 
V – ji waise aunty you looking hot in this suit (looking hot in this suit) (smiles)
 
Zo – hat badmaash
 
Smiles all around.
 
In the meantime the banquet owner has arrived.
 
They meet them in his office.
 
Sh (Sharma) – bataiye Vicky ji kya seva karun (how may I help you)
 
V – ji shaadi hai 5 Oct ko, hall chahiye tha (need hall for 5 Oct)
 
V – aapke BM rate zyada bata rahe hain (your BM is telling high rates)
 
Sh – Ji wo toh hain hee, quality bhi hai (prices match quality)
 
V – 1500 ke rate ko kam kijiye aur minimum guarantee bhi kam kijiye (reduce per plate rate and minimum guarantee)
 
Sh – wo mushkil hoga sir
 
V – maan lo
 
Sh – mushkil hoga
 
V – hmmmm
 
V – Rohan Sharma ko toh aap jaante honge (must be knowing Rohan Sharma)
 
Sh – aap kaise jaante hain (how do you know him)
 
V – mera cousin hai (my cousin)
 
Rohan Sharma is Assistant Commissioner Income Tax for that circle.
 
Sh – aur aap kahan kaam karte hain (and where do you work)
 
Vicky shares his rank and department.
 
Sharma ji smiles.
 
V – Sharma ji samajh ko ladki ki shaadi ka shagan hai (take it as shagun in girl’s wedding)
 
Sh – ladki  ghar mein jaa rahi hai, itna toh banta hai (girl going to  house, this much can be done)
 
Smile all around. The total bill is reduced including decorations etc to Rs 3.5 lacs.
 
All women from Sanaya’s family are impressed and come out beaming.
 
Sanaya takes Vicky to a side “Thanks Vicky ji”
 
V – Welcome dear
 
Saima sees them and comes trying to pull their leg
 
S – kya baat Vicky ji, Sanaya ko bahela toh nahin rahe (trying to wean away Sanaya)
 
V – kaash Saima ji, Sanaya maan jaaye, main toh kaheta hoon, aap hee maan jao (I wish Sanaya agrees. Rather even you may agree)
 
Sanaya’s mom joins the fun.
 
Zo – Itni pasand aa gayi meri chhoti bahen (you like my younger sis so much)
 
V – pasand toh sabhi hain (I like all) Sabko upparwaale ne overtime mein banaya hai (you all have been sculpted by god in overtime)
 
All women blushed now.
 
Zoya tried to change topic – Thanks Vicky for saving money.
 
V – chaliye isee bahaane haseenayen mujhe yaad karengi (atleast beauties will remember me for this)
 
Saima – ab aur kiske liye yaad rakkhen (and for what else should we remember you)
 
V – Saima ji mauka de do ek baar, phir ussee baat ke liye yaad rakhogi (give me a chance, then will remember me only for that)
 
Saima had no where to hide and others smiled at her expense.
 
All the girls/ladies were beautiful, damn fair, flawless skin and well filled in key places as per age.
 
Zo – thank you Vicky for helping us today.
 
V – koi baat nahin (no probs). Aapne jab kapdon ki shopping karni ho toh bata dena, discount achha ho jaayega (when u need to go for shopping, do let me know, will get good discounts)
 
Saima – Aapka ehsaan kaise chukaayenge hum (how will we repay you)
 
V – Zoya ji ka toh baad mein sochunga, pahele aapse repayment leta hoon. Chalengi mere saath long vacation pe (Firstly will take replayment from you, ready for a long vacation with me)
 
Saima has no where to hide. All laugh.

[manigopal]

 
Zoya calls Vicky’s mom and thanks her for sending Vicky and how he was of great help.
 
At night, Vicky sends a message to Saima
 
V – hello saima ji, Vicky this side
 
After a few minutes he gets reply from saima
 
S – hi Vicky
 
V – hope not disturbing
 
S – nahin nahin
 
V – aaj ke liye maafi maangni thee (had to apologize for today)
 
S – maafi kyon (why sorry)
 
V – wo thoda zyada mazaak kar diya (crossed line with jokes)
 
S – arrey no issues.
 
V - 
 
V – waise thanks for supporting Zoya ji in taking that decision
 
S – hmmmm welcome
 
S – ek baat poochun Vicky (May I ask something)
 
V- ji
 
S – aapne shaadi kyon nahin ki abhi tak (why you didn’t get married till today)
 
V – aap nahin milee pahele (didn’t meet you earlier)
 
S – batao na (tell)
 
V – as per astrology, meri shaadi ka time hee 32 ke baad ka tha. 2 jagah roka hokar toot gaya (my marriage was to be after 32 as per astrology. Broke twice after engagement)
 
S – oh toh ab 32 ke ho gaye (so crossed 32)
 
V – ji
 
S – shaadi kab (when marriage)
 
V – dhoondh rahe hain (searching)
 
S – love marriage nahin? (no love marriage?)
 
V – mujhe kaun love karega (who will love me?)
 
S – kyon, handsome ho, hansmukh ho (you are witty, handsome)
 
V – Last break up 2 saal pahele hua tha, tabse dil lagaane ki ichcha nahin hui (didn’t try after my breakup 2yrs back)
 
V – Saima ji mera andaaza hai ki aap 35-36 ki hongi, dikhti aap 27-28 ki ho (assuming that you are 35-36 yrs though look like 27-28)
 
S – bad manners but right guess
 
V – so we can be friends as of same age group
 
S – done ….friends
 
S – Vicky I too want to do shopping but separately
 
V - hmmm done
 
V – soch raha hoon kaash Sanaya ko maine pataya hota (wish I and Sanaya were a couple)
 
S – kyon
 
V – itni saari sexy saaliyan aur itni hot maasiyan milti (would have go so many sexy sis in laws and aunties )
 
S – ha haha….. phir kya karte
 
V – jaaneman kisi aur mard ko na dekhtin (u wouldn’t have eyed any other male)
 
S – naughty boy
 
V – ek baat bolni thee but shaayad aap bura na maan jao (hope you will not get angry)
 
S – no issues…go ahead
 
V – the mole near your cleavage looks awesome
 
There was no response for next 20 minutes. And then comes a hmmmmm
 
V – good night dost
 
S – good night
 
Now a few words about the three beautiful sisters. Zoya, Zara, Saima.
 
Sanaya’s mom Zoya was about 43yrs old and looked like character Kunti played by Nazneen in BR Chopra’s Mahabharat. Only difference Zoya was better filled in key areas. Exquisite features, lush lips, cat eyes, milky fair and lovely skin. Must have had a 36D cup size and a lovely round 38 sized ass.
 
Zara was 40 yrs old and looked like Hina Khan (TV Actress). She too was filled very nicely with atleast a C cup boobs and a well rounded ass
 
Saima was the youngest of the lot and looked like Drashti Dhami (TV Actress) she had the same sparkle in her eyes. She was a mother of two daughters and hence was very well filled. She had bazookas on her chest and big football like ass. She was a walking wet dream.
 
Sanaya’s younger sister Sana was almost a copy of Sana Khan (actress). She was a glamour doll. A 21 yr old beauty.
 
Vicky had made up his mind. This could be a long pipeline.
 
So for shopping it was 3 sisters, Sanaya and Sana and Vicky. They went to Chandni Chowk area and in the crowd, Vicky’s cock touched asses of 3 elderly sisters and Sana a few times and none of them created a scene. His erect cock touched ass of Saima a few more times.
 
They went to a high end shop and within 5 hours they had selected all there was to select for the bride. Vicky told them how it should be odd numbered clothes for Sanaya like 7, 9, 11 etc etc. The other ladies to shopped and the bill came to something close to 2.5 lacs. However, Vicky’s approach go it down to 1.75lacs. All feel indebted to Vicky.
 
They reach back Janakpuri and as Vicky was about to leave, Zoya gets up and instinctively hugs him.
 
Zo – Thanks Vicky
 
Vicky had his back towards others and he whispers in her ear “Zoya ji you are beautiful, stay that way.”
 
She looks at him surprised but smiles. He winks. She makes lip movement “naughty”
 
Seeing Zoya doing it, suddenly everyone gets up to give a personal send off to Vicky. Next to hug him was Sana. He whispers “Sana tu bahut hot hai, neeyat kharaab karwaayegi” (you are too hot, some day I will cross the line) She too looks at him and smiles.
 
Then it was turn of Zara to hug him, he whispers “hum ***** mard itne burey nahin hotay” (we Hindus are not that bad) it was a direct reference to her stance when discussions were on. “jaanti hoon achhe hotay ho” (I know you are good) was the response.
 
Next to hug him was Sanaya and he whispered “always remember I am phone call away, I’ll be there for you” they too disengaged and Sanaya smiled.
 
Last to hug him was Saima. He said “you are a bomb” and since his back was towards others, he gently placed his palm over her gorgeous ass for a couple of seconds and left.
 
And Vicky left. At home he told every thing to his parents and then call was made to Gaurav’s parents. Smiles all around. It was decided that bride’s side would be persuaded to not give any items such as TV, Washing machine etc. Vicky was assigned the task to manage the same.
 
So he had turned in for the day when he got a whatsapp message. He thought it would be from any of his keeps or Saima at best. It was Zoya.
 
Zo – hi Vicky, soye toh nahin (hope you didn’t sleep)
 
V – hello Zoya ji aap jaisee khoobsoorat aurat msg kare toh jalti chita se uth jaaun (if someone as beautiful as you messages, will come back from cremation pyre)
 
Zo – ha ha ha
 
Zo – Itni sundar bhi nahin hoon (I am not that beautiful)
 
V – Zoya ji agar aap itne haseen jism ki malkin naa hotin toh Sanaya aur Sana itni haseen na hotin (Sanaya Sana have taken features from you and hence so beautiful)
 
V – you agree?
 
Zo – hmmmm
 
V – so maan lo aap bahut haseen ho (accept you are beautiful)
 
Zo – lo maan liya (agreed)
 
V – seva bataiye (how can I serve you)
 
Zo – thanks karna tha. Banquet aur ab shopping mein jo paise bach gaye (had to thank you, for saving money in Banquet hall booking and shopping)
 
V – you are most welcome Zoya ji
 
V – Zoya ji thanks for hug today
 
Zo – smiles… anytime
 
V – anytime
 
Zo – yes anytime
 
V – Sana mere se bahut chhoti hai varna uska haath maang leta (Sana is too young for me, lest would have asked for her hand)
 
Zo - 
 
V – free mein itni sexy saali, sexy saas aur sexy maasiyan mil jaati
 
Zo – ha ha ….saas bhi
 
V – wohi toh main motive hoti (she wd have been the main motive)
 
Zo – Vicky aapse kuchh salaah karni thee (needed your advice)
 
V – ji
 
Zo – can you come home?
 
V – abhi? 
 
Zo – ha ha ha…kal
 
V – ok done
 
V – Zoya ji ek permission chahiye thee (need a permission)
 
Zo – given
 
V – ek non veg joke bhejna tha aapko
 
Zo – hmmmmm
 
He sends the joke, it was not crass but very subtly non veg.
 
Zo -  
 
V – Zoya ji ek request hai
 
Zo – boliye 
 
V – aaj sapne mein mat aana nahin toh gustaakhi ho jaayegi (don’t come in my dream lest wont be able to control)
 
Zo – ha ha ha…agar aa gaye toh (if I come in your dreams)
 
V – phir toh Ram teri Ganga mailee ho jaayegi
 
Zo – ha ha ha ha…good night
 
V – good night 
 
It was almost 1230 at night when their chat ended. Vicky had a great temptation to reach out to Saima but he resisted. Didn’t want to look desperate.
 
Anyways next day, he scheduled a meeting at 2pm in West Delhi and time of meeting meant he couldn’t have gone back to ITO. Well the meeting ended at around 3pm and at 3.30pm he was at Zoya’s door. He had called her just to check if she is available. She was there for him and unknown to him, did a double check in the mirror. Was wearing a nice plazzo suit. Vicky entered and as she closed the door, he hugged her.
 
V – hello zoya ji
Zoya was perplexed at him hugging her but took it in her stride.
 
V – Zoya poori raat sonay nahin diya tumne (you didn’t let me sleep)
 
Zo – ha ha ha
 
V – humne bahut kuchh kiya (we did a lot)
 
Zo – bas bas….ha ha
 
Zo – baithiye (sit)
 
V – aise hee baat Karen (shouldn’t we talk like this) (he had her in embrace)
 
Zo – naughty
 
Vicky smiles and sits. He was following his time tested theory.
 
V – haanji bataiye (now tell)
 
Zo – aapke yahan ladki ko kya kya dete hain (what all is given to girls in Hindus)
 
V – See you have bought clothes, Sanaya would have bought for honeymoon, what else
 
Zo – nahin matlab TV etc
 
V – nothing doing. Chacha ji is well off and if Gaurav and Sanaya want to buy anything, khareed lenge, bahut kamaate hain (they will buy, earn well)
 
Zo – but but
 
V – arrey main kahe raha hoon na (I am telling you)
 
Zoya keeps quiet, thinking she will revisit the topic at some stage.
 
Zoya gets up and goes to the kitchen to make some tea. Vicky follows her and hugs her from behind
 
Zo – Vicky ??
 
V – you gave permission to hug you anytime? and he disengages
 
Zoya was in two minds, but then goes for it
 
Zo – sorry forgot (smiles)
 
Vicky hugs her again and ensures that she feels her solid cock on her ample posterior.
 
V – Zoya ji mera toh man kar raha hai ki Main ban jaaun aur aap, sana, saima se shaadi kar loon (want to become you and marry you sana and saima)
 
Zo – itni pasand aa gayi hum (u like us so much)
 
V – hmmmmm (he grinds it a bit more)
 
V – zoya meri friend banogi (want to be my friend)
 
Zoya smiles.

[manigopal]

 
V – darling ek baat poochun (may I ask something)
 
Zo – darling?
 
V – nahin ho kya (aren’t you)
 
Zo – smiles ok ok
 
V – What if I were to try on Sana as my girl friend, you fine with it
 
Zo – but but…you said age gap
 
V – that was for marriage
 
Zo – then …..
 
Not knowing how to get out of it without offending him, says “you two are adults, what can I say” she said this with divine belief that Sana will not fall for him.
 
V – arrey pareshan mat hoiye, I was pulling your leg (don’t worry) he smiled
 
She too.
 
Vicky was looking at her intently, it was causing her trouble.
 
Zo – aise kya dekh rahe ho
 
V – aapko. Soch raha hoon kya aap utni hee sexy ho jitni sapney mein theen (am thinking if you are as sexy as you were in my dream)
 
Zo – Toh kya dekha (so what did you find)
 
V – Hard to say, you are wearing clothes now
 
Zo – toh toh……
 
V – Sapne mein nahin thhe (no clothes in dream)
 
Vicky smiles. She doesn’t know how to respond.
 
Before she could say anything
 
V – aapki arrange marriage hui thee ya love (was it arranged or love marriage?)
 
Zo – Arranged
 
V – mujhe bhi bata do kisne karwayi, usay hee meri arrange marriage ka contract doonga (will give contract to the same person who arranged yours)
 
Zo – ha ha ..kyon (why)
 
V – aap jaisee sexy beautiful hot biwi mil jaaye, toh aur kya chahiye (what else one needs if one gets a hot sexy beauty like you)
 
She blushes.
 
Vicky gets up to leave.
 
Zo – Ruko Vicky
 
V – kyon
 
Zo – mere saath baatein karo (talk with me)
 
Zoya was loving that she was being desired by someone.
 
V – hmmm mere saath aake baitho (come sit next to me)
 
Vicky parks himself on a two seater sofa, zoya thinks for a minute or so and then joins him.
 
Zo – Vicky koi girlfriend nahin hai kya (no girlfriends)
 
V – theen ab nahin, but have enough to take care of my needs. None compared to you though.
 
Vicky’s arm reaches her shoulder and he keeps it there casually.
 
As Vicky would have shifted gears, Zoya got a call that Sana would be reaching in next 4-5 minutes. Zoya was relieved and got up. Vicky got up and hugged her.
 
V – I will leave.
 
Zo – Sana se mil lo
 
V – wo bhi miloonga
 
He pats her ass and before she could say anything he leaves.
 
Reaches home, has dinner and then at night gets a message from Saima.
 
S – hi Vicky
 
V – hi dear
 
S – bhool gaye mujhe (forgotten me)
 
V – aapko koi ek baar dekh le, agle janam mein na bhoole (if someone sees you once, will not forget even in next life)
 
S – (blushes) aisa kya hai (what is special in me)
 
V – sab kuchh meri jaan (everything darling)
 
S – jaan?
 
V – nahin bula sakta kya? (cant I call you)
 
S – a a a…..
 
V – arrey aapki exclusive shopping bhi toh karwaani thee (had to get your exclusive shopping done)
 
S – yes …bhool gayi…kab chalen
 
V – kal chalen, mera boss bhi nahin hai (tomorrow, even my boss is not there)
 
S – ok
 
V – come alone
 
S – ok
 
V – meet you at 10 am at xxx metro station.
 
S – metro se jaayenge?
 
V – nahin jaaneman will bring my car
 
S – jaan se jaaneman 
 
V – pasand nahin aaya kya ? (didn’t like it?)
 
S – wo baat nahin hai, but zara jaldi hai (not like that but too fast)
 
V – kaal kare so aaj kar (what is to be done tomorrow finish today)
 
S – ha ha ha
 
V – kudi hansi toh fansi
 
S – ha ha
 
V – ek baar mujhe jaan bolo (call me darling once)
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – bolo na (say it)
 
S – jaan…
 
And chat ends.
 
He gets calls from Anju and Guddi, they do a conference call and enjoy sex chat. They had some exclusive lesbo sessions after the one with Maamu.
 
As he was about to sleep, he thought of Zoya and messages her.
 
V – hi zoya ji, hope not disturbing you
 
Zo – no issues, aap soye nahin
 
V – aap aur aapki baheno aur betiyon ki khoobsoorti sonay nahin deti (cannot sleep as I remember your beauty and that of your sisters and daughters)
 
Zo – ha ha ha
 
V – Zoya ji
 
Zo - yes
 
V – main aapse milne aa sakta hoon kabhi kabhi (can I meet you some time)
 
Zo – sure
 
V – akele mein (alone)
 
Zo - hmmmm
 
V – Zoya ji aapko akelapan khaane ko nahin aata? (don’t you feel alone)
 
Zo – Sanaya hai Sana hai
 
V – waisa nahin (not like that)
 
Zo – phir?
 
V – mard ki companionship wala (male companionship one?)
 
Zo – hmmmm at times yes
 
V – aur sanaya ke baad toh aur khalega (u will feel more alone after Sanaya’s marriage)
 
Zo – hmmmm… what can I do
 
V – can I try to fill that gap
 
Zo – you are too young
 
V – we are not marrying
 
Zo – hmmmmm
 
V – soch lena
 
Zo – hmmmmmm
 
V – I am sure you know you are hot
 
Zo – hmmmm
 
V – aapke haseen jism ne diwana bana rakkha hai (your body has captivated me)
 
Zo – tumhari mummy ko bolti hoon shaadi karwa den (will tell your mom to get you married)
 
V – meri garmi ke liye bahut hain (enough to take care of my heat)
 
Zoya keeps quiet.
 
As he was chatting with Zoya, he gets a message from her daughter Sana. It was an unknown number.
 
 
S – hi Vicky Sana here, sanaya’s sister
 
V – hi gorgeous. Ofcourse I know Sana, you need not tell references
 
S - 
 
V – kaise yaad kiya is haseena ne (what makes this beauty remember me)
 
S – Aap mummy se milne aaye aur mujhse nahin milay (you came to meet mom and didn’t wait for me)
 
V – Zoya ji ne bataya nahin ki aap aane wali ho (ur mom didn’t tell you were about to come)
 
V – Varna aisee gusthaaki main kabhi na karta (else wouldn’t have dared)
 
S -  
 
S – agli baar ghar aaoge ammi se milne toh bataana padega (next time you come to meet mom, do tell)
 
V – aur agar aapse milne ka man ho toh (what if I want to meet you?)
 
S -   
 
V – how many times you have been told that you are hot as hell
 
S – many times
 
V – I am jealous of your boyfriend
 
S – no BF
 
V – come on honey, don’t sell fiction. You are too hot to not to be approached. Zyada choosy ho kya
 
S – mat maano
 
V – toh agar platform khaali hai toh apni train le aaun (may I)
 
S – ha ha ha …kya kadar khan type dialogue bola hai
 
V –ha ha ha
 
V – I was telling Zoya ji that her daughters are beautiful as hell and I wish I was born a few years later or earlier
 
S – earlier?
 
V – tumhari mom ya maasi ko pata leta (would have tried on ur mom or maasi)
 
S – ha ha ha
 
V – what are you doing on Friday
 
S – college
 
V – bunk maar le
 
S – kyon
 
V – let us go out
 
S – hmmmmm …….ok
 
V – done
 
V – I will share more details later.
 
S – done
 
V – I am honoured to take you out on a date on Friday
 
S --  
 
V – what are you wearing honey
 
S – satin nighty
 
V – aaah
 
S – why
 
V – must be looking red hot
 
S -  
 
V – I am telling you upfront, I wouldn’t control my hands on Friday
 
S – ha ha ha
 
V – I am jealous of Gaurav of getting beautiful Sanaya as wife and hot Sana as sexy saali
 
S – ha ha ha ….
 
V – if we become a couple, I too can have a hot Sana as GF and beautiful sanaya as saali
 
S – point hai… 
 
S – didi is coming, got to end chat.
 
V – bye bye ….honey
 
S – sweet dreams dear
 
So the next day, Vicky took a casual leave off and he went to pick Saima from the designated spot. She was also there, waiting for him.

[manigopal]

 
They reached one of the exclusive stores and told one of the girl attendants of their choice and they were guided to the top most floor. It was a good facility with trial rooms and sofa sets placed very nicely. The sides of the hall displayed the dresses. There were two attendants on the top floor. One of them excused herself leaving only one girl behind. One of the sofas was such arranged that it was a bit secluded from the vision of the remaining hall and the person going in the trial room can come out and display only for the eyes of that sofa rather than the whole hall.
 
The attendant girl had typical north Indian features of high nose, nice built, fair colour, decent sized boobs etc. The hair were let loose and she was wearing a nice nylon saree and sleeveless blouse and was carrying it quite well. She was not a dream girl but not bad for quick love making either.
 
Vicky projected as if he was not much interested in all this and was here more by compulsion than by choice. The attendant girl’s name was Sunita and she brought a few salwar qameez for the lady. They were the usual ones with nothing risqué about them. Sleeveless with good embroidery and slightly deepish cut from the front to show enough cleavage to lock in the male pair of eyes to it.
 
Sunita had got a size bigger and the suit looked a shade loose on Saima. She made amends and brought a size smaller suit and they just fitted her like a glove. The boobs on Saima’s frame would have looked good sized even on a larger frame lady but on her they looked very inviting and big. Therefore the suit which fitted well elsewhere was pretty tight on her boobs and her ass globes. Saima called Sunita to make her aware of the predicament and then after consulting her thought of taking Vicky’s advice.
 
She asked him to come inside. The trial room was not made for 3 so it was very crowded there. He asked him to come outside and looked at Sunita who chipped in by saying nobody else is there on the floor. That soothened her nerves a bit and she came out. It was a maroon cloloured suit with some light embroidery and the thing which stood out was her rack and a delicious cleavage.
 
She looked at him questioningly and he said “looking good’
 
She looked at Sunita and she too repeated the same.
 
She looked at Sunita and asked her to leave them alone for some discussion.
 
Saima said “tujhe tight nahin lag raha” (don’t you think it is too tight)
 
Vicky looked very focussedly on her waist and said no
 
She said “wahan nahin” (not there)
 
He said “phir kahan” (then where)
 
Saima pointed at her boobs and ass and said sheepishly “yahan par” (here)
 
He went close to her and monitored the beauty in all seriousness and said “no”
 
“Le lo mere liye” (buy it for me)
 
She smiled at his comment. She looked at him and he said “aapko sarees bhi try karni chahiyen”
 
Sunita was very happy at the prospect of a good commission that day and she was very enthusiastic in showing her the dresses.
 
It was a Chiffon sarree with shades of blue combination and a sleeveless blouse. It was pretty deep cut both from the front and back and the back had doris criss cross exposing the back. She went in to try. Sunita was standing next to Vicky salivating at the prospect of big commission.
 
Vicky very casually put his hand on her back and spoke with her sweet nothings. Sunita had seen his control over the elder lady and knew one bad move and commission would be zero. She allowed him to continue. This emboldened him and he moved his hand southwards to her ass and rested it there. She looked at the stairs and then towards the ground. He pressed the globes. She moved away from him. He looked straight and said “sochta hoon kahin aur le jaaon” (I think I should take her to some other boutique). She understood the implication and came back to the original position. He smiled and she too. The hand went to its position. She was focused on the stairs.
 
Just then Saima came out and Sunita went towards her to have a closer look at the fitting. Vicky looked at her and winked. Saima felt like a youngster. He asked her to move around and she did. The light chiffon sarree did well to showcase the ass globes. The blouse was too tight for her but after Vicky said it was ok she went ahead. After a couple more such sarees and suits, Vicky pointed at a backless blouse saree combination. Saima said no but Vicky forced her to try it. Even Sunita prodded her to it.
 
As she went in, Vicky went behind Sunita and kissed her neck and cupped her boobs. Sunita tried to wriggle out but to no avail and he ended up forcing kisses on her which she enjoyed after a customary round of protest. They disengaged when she was about to come out. Instead of coming out she called Sunita in. After a few minutes Sunita came out and asked him to go in. He said that she should come out since there was no one around apart from them. This logic made sense to her and she came out.
 
His jaw dropped. She was looking ravishing.
 
Her hair were still tied in a bun. The creamy shining skin was in contrast with the backless blouse and providing delight to both him and Sunita. Sunita felt a tinkle in her loins but preferred to ignore it.
 
The saree was all the time threatening to fall off the silky shoulders. She was looking at the floor. The blouse was giving ample view of her ample bosom with a clear angle to the 4 inch cleavage. The saree was worn not with a regular petticoat but with a small tight skirt which accentuated her ass curves. He continued drinking in her beauty. He knew that today a big line was crossed and it was matter of time to have the dreamlady under him.
 
He came close to her and looked at her angelic face, she was still looking at the carpet below. He asked her to look up and she did after a few requests. The eyes were betraying her thought process. She felt excited but the conventions were holding her back. Vicky had ignited her passions. The housewife had made herself believe the lifestyle of a mother, divorcee wife, wife but had subsided her passions. She had led herself to believe that a mother of two daughters ought to behave in a particular manner.
 
This was igniting the old flames.
 
He inspected her from the front and then went towards her back and gave a admiring look to her ass which was not lost by Sunita and then said “Wow.” He wanted to lick every inch of her there and then but waited. He knew the time was near.
 
He did not touch her then and asked Sunita to pack it alongwith other dresses. In total she was carrying 8 dresses. 4 for marriage and 4 for her passions. This ensured good commission for Sunita who then allowed Vicky to maul her boobs and ass for some time. Vicky put her soft hand on his crotch over the trousers leading her to get surprised by the packet size. Then he asked for her number which she readily gave. She did not only give her number readily but also her pussy in few days after the shop incident. Not taking that story further.
 
Unknown to him the ignited flames had made Saima buy some designer undergarments. The lacy coloured undergarments were just coming on the horizon then and she had bought a few of them.
 
Saima was thinking that Vicky would jump on her, she wore provocative clothes, but he was holding for a long hall, but ensured that he would touch Saima often at key areas to keep her guessing and interested.
 
After having some snacks they came back home. Saima’s daughters were not there. He was trying to trap Saima who by now was also ready to torment him more and was not getting trapped.
 
 
He was looking for an opening. Since he was not getting the required answers asked directly.
 
“Arrey itnee shopping karwaayee, dekhen toh sahi kaise kapde they” (got so much shopping done, lets see the clothes)
 
She was not a fool and brought the whole bunch. He looked at them and said “aisse kya pata chalega – pahen ke dikhao, main bhi dekhoon aap kya maal lagte ho – wahan par toh us Sunita ke saath masti chal rahi thhee” (how will I judge like this – wear and show – let me see how hot you look – there I was busy with Sunita)
 
She smiled at his comment of him being busy with Sunita and of her looking hot.
 
She continued talking to him for some more time and went in to change.
 
Out came Saima. It was a regular salwar kamiz, not very special. Only was bright in colour and had a bit of embroidery done. Had it been on less hot lady, nobody would have cared to give a second look, however, since it was on such a beautiful lady coupled with the location and situation she was modeling it became hotter as it raised expectations.
 
The next one was also the same but with a slightly plunging neckline giving view of half an inch of cleavage. It was slightly tighter than the previous one hence a bit more risqué.
 
Next she wore a saree, a usual one. It was of Garden silk with sleeveless blouse and with a better view to her cleavage. Vicky was now all the more interested. As she came close to him, she gave a pose like a model would do. He went closer to her to inspect from close quarters. The silk saree was not pinned on blouse, hence when she exaggerated the pose, it fell from glory revealing the twin peaks encased in a tight blouse. She looked at Vicky, smiled, blushed and picked her saree back, he thought she took some generous time in doing so and then asked him “Kaisee lag rahee hoon” (how am I looking)
 
He gave her thumbs up in return. She smiled and went back.
 
After that she wore a salwar kamiz suit. It was a bright red coloured sleeveless one with deep cleavage and deep back with criss crossing strings (doris) on the back exposing a bit more. He was getting mesimerised by what was on view. This time he went much closer to her and inspected it from pretty close quarters. From too close to make her a bit uncomfortable. His python was coming to life. She looked at him sheepishly. He wanted to dominate her but knowing that time was on his side, he preferred taking it slow.
 
The room was getting sexually tensed.
 
To break that tension, he said “suit looks good – guys will be glad to see you in this”
 
She too joined the smile and laughed and said “Aur tum” (and you?)
 
“Main toh aapko dekh ke khush raheta hoon” (I get happy when I see you) said he and winked again.
 
She then announced “Lets have some tea.”
 
He said “fashion show?”
 
She smiled back and said “milte hain break ke baad” (will continue after the break)
 
She continued in the same suit putting a lot of strain on his crotch.
 
She went to the kitchen to prepare tea. He went in and stood behind admiring the exposed back. The Chunni was thrown away on the sofa for good measure. He spoke some sweet nothings making her feel his warm breath on her soft back.
 
He then stood next to her facing her with his hips touching the kitchen slab. This way he had great view of her boobs which was not lost on Saima either but she did nothing to hide the assets.
 
He initiated “Saima college mein toh sab marte honge aap par” (guys would have been drooling in college)
 
She smiled and said nothing.
 
He persisted “Valentine Day par toh line lag jaati hogi” (there would be a long queue of boys on Valentine Day)
 
She laughed whole heartedly. He joined her.
 
She said “Try bahut log karte thhey but nothing major happened” (a lot of them tried)
 
“OK then what minor happened” he said
 
She said “nothing much kabhi movie dekh li bas” (went for a movie or two – that’s it)
 
He knew for sure she was hiding something.
 
He then prodded “Saima aapke husband ya aapki khud ki side par kisi ne try nahin kiya” (nobody in your husband’s or your own relations tried)
 
She smiled again and said no.
 
“Impotent hain ya gay” (are they impotent or gay) he said.
 
She laughed aloud.
 
By now tea was done. She picked the two cups and went towards the room. He too joined her and sat on a Sofa in front of her Chunni. She went back to the kitchen to get some biscuits and offered them to him and in the process exposed the generous cleavage of creamy white bosom. He took both the sight and biscuits with pleasure. She was not in a hurry and neither was he. Unknown to them the weather had turned cloudy and had started raining bringing respite from the heat outside but not from the sexual heat generated inside.
 
He asked her come to the balcony and look at the rain. Since the balcony was in shade of a big Peepal Tree it was safe for her to not to wear chunni. But acting as a spoiled child she did not want to leave her position. He pulled her up and then pushed her from behind with his hands on her shoulders. Grudgingly, smilingly she moved towards the balcony. It was a nice welcome late monsoon shower. His hands were on her bare shoulders and both sets of skins were enjoying each other. She crossed her arms under her bosom and rested the arms on the short wall in the balcony. Since she was leaning a bit in front which made her ass to stretch towards Vicky’s crotch. Vicky was not the one to lose the opportunity. He still kept his hands on her shoulders and moved a bit in front to meet her ass with his crotch on pretext on enjoying the rains.
 
As the python touched her ass globes, she felt the size of the monster hidden.
 
She then said “yahan mere saath aaja” (come beside me)
 
Vicky said ok and went to her left with his right hand now on her lower back. This was sign of him being the dominant one. He had learnt this tricks with his huge number of explorations with opposite sex. Saima looked at him enquiringly as his hand was quite close to the start of her ass.
 
He looked in her eyes and said “Naa main impotent hoon aur naa gay” (I am neither impotent nor gay)
 
She understood the import of the statement and looked in front.
 
The tiny droplets on her fresh face were forming a thin stream moving from her cheeks to her slender neck and then merging into the divine cleavage. He was looking at the waterfall into her cleavage and wanted to lick it their and then. He was not ashamed of looking at her boobs so brazenly.
 
After a short while, the late monsoon showers passed away to bring relief to some other part of city. They both then moved back in. As she was about to sit down he asked her to finish the fashion show. She smiled and accepted.
 
After a couple of rounds of fashion she came out wearing the masterpiece saree with the backless blouse. She had for a good measure just done a touch up and the hair were tied in a loose knot making her look even more sexy. A few strands of hair across her face were doing wonders to the sensuous look. Vicky got up from his seat and went close to her. The saree was tightly wrapped around her gorgeous back making the ass look even prettier.
 
She wanted to go back but he made her sit on the sofa and said if you are to wear this saree you should not feel uncomfortable. As it sounded reasonable, she sat there. Two minutes later the phone rang. The phone was on his right and she was on his left with the centre table close to their knees locking her immediate movement. She stretched across him to pick up the phone and it was Zoya on the other side. They had a landline too for net connectivity. She didn’t tell Zoya of shopping with Vicky, only said she had gone out and mobile must have ran out of battery. Vicky noticed that she could have asked him to pick the phone and give it to her.
 
His timing was always to the point. He moved forward and planted a soft kiss on the exposed shoulder. This startled her a bit but she still showed no signs of retreating. By now he had starting planting more wet kisses on the exposed shoulder, arms. She was quivering and her voice was faltering. Zoya queried so she coughed to show that it was due to that only and nothing else.

[manigopal]

 
Meanwhile his hand was pressing her ass globes over her saree and the other one was gently massaging her boobs. The smooth saree had fallen from her silky smooth shoulders bringing access to the ample inviting bossom. By now she was shivering and squirming. She wanted her sister to end the talk and Vicky to continue the assault. Atleast one of them complied and she put down the phone. Vicky by now had planted quite a few kisses on the exposed nape and also pressed boobs hell lot of times. Hi hands had also made circular journeys of the ass globes. His touch was masterly and she deep down acknowledged it as well. To gain some sort of control she got up and said “yeh kya thaa” (what was it)
 
As she got up, the saree came down from her shoulder exposing the blouse encased assets.
 
Vicky went close enough for her to feel the warm breath and said “I told you – na main impotent hoon aur na gay” (I am neither impotent nor gay) and placed his hands on either side of her shoulders. She was speechless. He took her dropped saree pallu in hand and started disrobing her. She was in a trance. She was never expecting this though she wanted this to happen.
 
After a few seconds the saree went off and stood there in her semi naked glory was Saima making Vicky to go speechless for a few seconds. He was drinking in the beauty in front of him.
 
Apart from the over exposing blouse she was wearing a small petticoat or rather short skirt coming uptill mid thigh. It was made of thin material and in fact accentuated the ass globes.
 
He went in behind her lifted her saree from the floor and kept it on the chair. All the while she was motionless. Now he went behind her and started his ever trustworthy strategy of kissing the nape of the neck and boobs press. As if it registered now, she tried to get away from him which resulted in heavy rubbing between his crotch and her ass. He was not the one to lose this opportunity. He pinned her down on the adjacent dining table and started licking her neck. She was bent backwards and his legs were on either side of hers. She was trying to wriggle away but was not shouting as her mouth was not pressed. Vicky in the meanwhile was licking her with some force and pace making her go weaker by the second in her resolve.
 
He pushed her arms over her head and held both slim wrists in one big hand and the other one went down south to give pleasure to her pussy lips. Even from above the skirt he made her squirm. He placed himself in such a manner that now he was kissing her bang on lips with the hand rubbing her clit very rough. Her resistance had by then assumed proportions of the token lip service offered by our politicians. After persuing for a couple more minutes he got up leaving her gasping for breath and more love. It was first time that their eyes had met after last, impotent nor gay line. If there was victorious look in his eyes, hers were not showing any anger or remorse either.
 
He looked at her in her ravished state. She smiled for the first time and said “I know tu naa impotent hai na gay” (I know you are neither impotent nor gay).
 
He now relaxed knowing that now she was hers. She tried to pick her saree but he said “koi nahin aayega – aisey hee raho” (none will come – stay like this)
 
So here was the coveted Saima wearing an overexposing backless blouse and a short skirt and roaming freely in her home with a man ready to fuck her brains out. He pulled her in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She reciprocated and both indulged in the saliva exchanging project. The kisses had started becoming longer, passionate and the tongues were exploring each other much deeper. After they disengaged he held her in her embrace showing his dominance and control over her.
 
She said “Ghar nahin jaana kya” (don’t you have to go home)
 
“chala jaaunga, mujhe time lagta hai” (will go but I take time)
 
Now he went behind her and cupped her boobs. She also matched it by pushing her ass into his crotch. He was now planting a serious bout of kisses and boob presses bringing extreme pleasures to the gorgeous housewife. The guy was very skilful, she thought and was pleased. She was now on the point of on return. Her sexual urges, unfulfilled for quite some time now had taken over the semi-pious housewife role that she played.
 
He opened her over exposing blouse to see the twin peaks of glory and was mesimerised by the sight bringing pride in her eyes of having the ability to have a young male in trance even at her age. Females always feel proud of such acts and she was no exception. By now the scene was set. He lifted her over his shoulder and took her to her master bedroom. He wanted to own her and fuck her on her bedroom to show his control. She was not complaining either. Off went the short skirt and came to view a satin panty of pink colour which was also on its downward journey in a few seconds.
 
Before his eyes lay the beautiful specimen of a female form. He was oscillating his vision between the clean shaven pussy lips and the lovely big boobs and then went for his ever tried and tested routine of boob kiss and lick and digit insertion in her pussy. The round movement of his index finger was making her go crazy like hell. Her nipples had become rock hard and her pussy was about to start dripping.
 
Her eyes were semi closed and she was moving her head from side to side. He then moved to lick her pussy and started lapping up all the juice on offer.
 
He fucked her in missionary position. (Not elaborating this part but their adventure in the bathroom)
 
She had the best fuck ever and she was wanting more but had to first work for their food. She called up Nirula’s for home delivery of some food. His skill, his stamina and more over his cock had bought her hook line and sinker. She was his doll now.
 
After about 40mins, the delivery boy came to deliver the dinner and Vicky went to collect it only wearing his trousers. He was the man incharge and paid the delivery boy and gave him some tip as well.
 
The naked lass moved to the kitchen to get some utensils.
 
He lay on the bed with his back against backrest and was in a semi-upright position. They had ordered pizzas and she was there with plates etc. He asked her to keep them aside and ordered the naked lady to sit on his lap. She obeyed.
 
Slice by slice the veg pizza went in, lick by lick he took off all the sauce he had spilled on her boobs, the cheese spilled on her navel. The pepper and chilli sachets given were liberally spread both over pizzas and the nude beauty. The lady had indeed became the spicy beauty. He was finding the spices hitting his tongue but the sheer audacity and the naughtiness of licking spices off the body of a mature beauty was too tempting for him to be ignored.
 
By now event the Saima’s skin had started burning due to the chilli powder flakes and the same of the peppers. To soothe her skin he brought out the ice cubes and rubbed the parts experiencing the chilli flakes. The sensitive nippies and the navel were the ones who bore the onslaught of the flakes and they were the ones now experiencing the icy cool treatment. If the ice was soothing the burning sensations of the skin it was creating havoc in the freshly fucked beauty’s mind with the sensations of licking, ice, burning sensation of flakes providing an exotic sexual cocktail for her to endure. She was shaking her head from side to side unable to control her excited state and started kissing the “master.”
 
The master had understood her state and tried to prolong her sexual agony for some more time.
 
He continued rubbing ice on her sensitive and burning skin and bringing in the icy factor on the burning effects. An ice cube was focused on her hairless pussy and was rubbed with a great vengeance. The freshly fucked pussy lips were happy to have such an assault on them and stiffened in excitement. At times the ice cube would wander on the nearby sensitive areas of her inner thighs and at other times it will try to penetrate deep into the pussy.
 
The other ice cube was wholly responsible for creating havoc on her boobs and nippies. If this was not the Chinese torture then god knew what it was. The nippies had become erect and stiff in anticipation of being sucked which was not coming. She was pushing her pelvic region up & down matching the movements of his hands and so was her heavy bosom moving into an up&down simple harmonic motion. Her eyes were now semi closed and she was holding to his arms for support. The sweat was building up despite the room cooler providing the much need relief, much cooler owing to sudden showers bringing the temperature down. Nobody in her sexual escapades had used her body this way and she was not complaining. Her body arched and the movement of her ass became a bit more vehement and violent indicating her cumming. The 5-7 minute rubs had brought the mature lady cumming.
 
After she came just being abused by ice cubes and chilli flakes she was thinking how exciting it was for her. It was the first time that she came in by icy touches only. Vicky knew how to make love definitely.
 
As she was still thinking and looking at oblivion, the master picked her up and took her to the bathroom and lay her down on the bathroom tiled floor. The shower was turned on with the jet streams focused on her boobs. Saima had by now not recovered from the flakes and ice induced orgasm that the water droplets started getting her back in the groove for another round. The nippies took liking to liquid form of water soon after having touched the solid form (ice) of the same. The water droplets were hitting the two mammaries and deflecting in all directlions much akin to the dispersement of water after hitting rocks at the bottom of the waterfall.
The bathroom had modern fittings. It had an attachment of a hand held shower as well. Vicky picked it up and removed whatever there was and stood on top of her naked. He aimed the hand held shower on his cock and he cock was directly abover her face. The slut that Saima had become was lapping up the water trails coming down from his cock. It was akin to her drinking his pee. This was the final submission both for him and her. By this slutty act she had confirmed, if any confirmation was necessary, that she was all his for the taking.
 
So many before her had become submissive and so many after her will become submissive to him. He had learnt that the fairer sex wanted to be dominated and dominating came to him very easily. He picked up a bar of soap and rubbed his crotch area. The lather formed was washed away downwards only too be met by the rubbing of boobs at his ankle by Saima. Saima’s slutiness was something to behold. It was as if the slut in her was waiting to be set free by him. As the slutty spirit soared high the more unhibited slut she became. The genie was out of the bottle.
 
The lady’s mouth had reached his cock and had started sucking it. The tongue was licking the knob. She was doing it pretty expertly and had taken it to as a fish takes to water. She was sucking it very nicely and ensuring that her teeth do not touch the piston. He was also pressing her head slightly towards his crotch. Her hand was cupping his balls and gently massaging it. The feeling of her soft fingers on his balls was too exciting. As if on cue, she left his cock went down to lick his balls. She was licking the underside of his scrotal sack and boy was it some feeling. All the while, the hand held shower was drenching both. The effect Saima had on him. If Saima had cummed a short while back by his expert use of ice cubes and chilli/pepper flakes, it was now his turn to cum without having fucked her.
 
The slut in her lapped up all the semen he generarted gleefully and when he pointed the shower at her face, she opened her mouth to drink in water and splurge out a mix of his semen and water. It was one wanton sight of the slut taking over the lady. He saw her sexually content face and concluded that the sexual monster had awakened and she will from now on go out all hog to fulfill her sexual urge. She had by now entangled with his leg like a creeper and was inching towards the cock. He had in the meanwhile focused the shower on her ass globes and the sight was akin to feeding the roots of the creeper.
 
He picked her up and kissed her lips for quite some time. He wanted to control the things and let it go his way. The impact of heavy kisses was great on her and she melted into him. He picked up the bar of soap and started rubbing on her. This became a game for both as she too picked another one and started rubbing on her. After lathering his chest she moved for his cock and he after lathering her back moved for her boobies. They continued their special attention to their favourite part of each other’s anatomy. He had more choices, now the soap bar moved to her ass and then took a turn to reach her pussy. She in the meanwhile was still concentrating on the piston of pleasure.
 
The rub effect on the pussy was very exciting for her. He then held her in his embrace and let the hands rest of her ass globes and drew circles on the lather rich posterior. The bodies still covered in soap lather were now again involved in smooching sessions. This time they moved under the shower fixed on the wall. The water streams fell on their heads and found its way to the floor after following the trail on the intertwined bodies. The water streams were unison in their downward journey to the bathroom tiles but pretty divergent on the routes being taken. As the water poured on them, the lather got lesser and lesser and exposed more of their skins. The skins glowed a lot owing to the heady combination of sex and passion.
 
He got the hand held shower close to her pussy and let the jet streams hit her pussy lips deep and hard. There were many firsts today and this was one of them. She could feel the force of water jet and it was a much different feeling that she had felt in her pussy all her life. To increase the fun, she had parted the lips a bit to let it enter further in. Vicky in the meanwhile had moved in behind her, water jet still on her pussy lips, and made her go on all fours, water jet still on pussy and with heavy strokes started the anal fun. She was far too gone to understand what was happening, the slut was enjoying the double fun. Actual hardcore ramming in one hole and jet propulsion in the other one. Sex was fun.

[manigopal]

 
Gradually, Vicky rammed up the humping. Her ass was moving back and forth to match the master. She was doing a good job of it. She was born to enjoy sex and was she doing it now. She had postured in such a way that her ass looked a bit more risen than before and all the more tempting. Since one hand was playing the fountain to her love nest, the other one paid attention to her boobies and ass globes. The ramming had reached upto the level of his tool going fully in her tiny asshole and his balls htting her ass. Deep & hard penetration by a heavy piston was giving time of her life. As the strokes increased, so did, their urge to cum. This time both came together. He came in her asshole and she showered the love juices on the hand held shower.
 
Both lovers shook with impact of their respective cumming.
 
She turned the shower off but was still on her fours.
 
He just lay down on the floor and placed his face right under her boobs and started sucking. The attack as she was panting for breath and ‘recuperating’ from a powerful orgasm, tormented her again. Her ass started to move, she got into a groove. He was now right under her, with her legs on either side of his thighs. She was still low down and not straight up as Vicky was attached to the giant mammaries of the Saima. Slowly she was also coming back to life. The sexual life was being pumped into her via her boobies. The balloons had been filled with his breath. She was now a bit upright and which meant that the boobs now got attention only from his hands. The cock, which needed no second invitation, had come back to life and was in a semi-erect state. Saima was gyrating her crotch against his and playing with him by splashing water on his face. She had the shower in her hand and the water was being liberally spread over her bossom, his face etc.
 
After 4-5 minutes of such foreplay the slut was now ready for the next round. Never she had come so powerfully within such few minutes in her life and she was now prolonging her sexual ecstacy. With one hand she placed the cock on entry of her pussy and then starting the up & down simple harmonic motion. Due to her weight, gravity and much lubricated pussy, the cock was hitting her much deeper. This was setting a chain reaction. The deeper it hit, the more pleasure it gave to her, increasing her passion and effort in her movement, causing the cock to go a bit more in. She was shrieking but kept control and lost herself in the dominance of intercourse she was now enjoying.
 
The boobs were flying in all directions. Vicky hands were busy in mauling boobs as & when possible or holding her hips. Such was her fury, that she forgot how badly her knees got bruised due to continous movement on bathroom floor. There was no bleeding but bruises none the less. The all four posture a while back meant even his knees felt the impact. After about good 12-15 minutes of calorie burning exercise she started shaking. He raised his arms to support her and she thanked him for the support. She shook violently as a mark of her cumming. The master had not cummed as yet. She was still in a trance of ecstacy, when he in one swift motion had her back on the floor, her legs raised and in air, either side of his torso and his cock embedded in her pussy. The trance got broked due to the heavy workload of his penetration.
 
After a few minutes he came and spread his seed all over her shining body. As before with other ladies, she shone after being polished in his semen.
 
Both lay down on the floor panting for breath, content and enjoying the sexual fun.
 
The shower was now off. He got up, took a towel, rubbed it on her body first and his then. The lady enjoyed the attention. Enjoyed the sensation of the towel on her pussy lips. She had enjoyed it earlier as well but this time it was someone else applying it to him.
 
He lifted her up and went to the bedroom. Both were in their birthday suits and did not bother to wear anything. The bed was redone to get rid of the flakes etc. A new bedsheet was spread. He first went and placed himself in the centre of the double bed and she came and lay next to her.
 
Sweet nothings started, interspersed with kissing, boob press etc.
 
Vicky made her open her mouth and spit in it to complete his famous randi registration process. Saima was beaming as if she had won some Oscar.
 
V – thanks Saima
 
S – thanks toh mujhe kahena chahiye (I must thank you)
 
V – why
 
S – tumne mujhe bhar diya (you have filled me)
 
Vicky smiles.
 
V – saima jaan
 
S – yes maalik
 
V – see I will not be able to marry you
 
S – I know – enough if you keep me happy like this
 
V – with pleasure. Jaise tu pyaasi hai, zoya bhi hogi (you are thirsty for sex, likewise Zoya should also be)
 
S – us pe bhi nazar hai (u eyeing her too)
 
Vicky smiles, Saima too
 
Vicky left.
 
Saima calls Zoya
 
Z – haan saima bol
 
S – ye Vicky bahut kaam ka hai (Vicky is very useful)
 
Z – kya hua
 
S – aaj iske saath shopping gayi thee, bahut achhi aur sasti karwaayi (went with him for shopping, got good ones at low rates)
 
Z – good for you
 
S – Didi yeh Vicky mast banda hai (he is a jolly good fellow)
 
Z – matlab (meaning)
 
S – 2-3 baar wo touch ho gaya tha, mast hatiyaar lagta hai (it touched a few times, his tool looks good)
 
Z – chup besharm (shameless)
 
S – bindaas banda hai (fearless man)
 
Z – kaise (how)
 
S – bheed mein mere boobs aur gaand dabaaye aur dara nahin (pressed my boobs and ass in crowd)
 
Z – you didn’t say anything
 
S – I loved it
 
Z – ha ha ha besharam (shameless)
 
S – chalo didi milte hain (will meet you later)
 
Z – bye
 
The call left Zoya thinking.
 
Vicky fucked Saima once more for his lead up to Friday, the day he had a date with Sana.
 
Vicky took his car and Sana too was there dressed to kill, wearing a love linen caprice that fitted her ass and legs like a glove and the noodle strap top left little to imagination. Her generous curves were there for all to devour.
 
 
As they met, Vicky gave her a bouquet of flowers and chocolates, she hugged him.
 
V – so Sana ready to be my date today
 
S – with pleasure Vicky
 
Vicky leans into her and gives a peck on her cheeks. She was surprised at first and then likes his dominating attitude.
 
V – so Sana jaan any plans?
 
S – As you say sir
 
V – Jo bhi kahunga maanogi (will agree whatever I say?)
 
S – naughty (and laughs).
 
He takes her for a movie first. It was an English movie known for steamy scenes. A lot of college or young couples were there, as they were moiving in, Vicky held her bare shoulders and pressed his cock on her lush posterior. She felt the size of semi erect tool and smiled. It was good 3-4 minutes when they were in contact while reaching their seat. As expected he took corner seats and put his arm around her shoulders as soon as the movie started.
 
They spoke softly and he kept on praising her beauty, her lips, her eyes, her skin, her complexion, her figure, her curves, her boobs, her ass, her hair… she was lapping it up all. Vicky kissed her exposed shoulder and she liked it. They didn’t indulge in heavy petting etc., but by the time the movie ended, his hand had measured every square inch of exposed flesh. Vicky knew she was his for the taking now, but just wanted to prolong the agony and wanted her to ask for it.
 
Next on the cards was lunch at an restaurant. They went to an expensive one and he knew that it had some secluded segments too. They went their and took the corner seat which was secluded from all sides. Both looked at each other, lost to the world. The eye contact was intense and then the hands moved to measure the gorgeous mangoes and he leaned into her. Vicky kept on playing with her boobs over the top and wetted her collar bones with his saliva. She was in heaven and before she could open her eyes and come back to earth, he placed his lips on hers.

[manigopal]

 
Lip by lip he focused and with some expert pressure from his tongue the mouth opened for a summit of tongues. His tongue rolled over hers and gave her pleasure. He licked upper lip and then lower lip. The expertise he was showing in kissing her was much better than she had ever felt.
 
She turned slightly and was leaning back into him, he just turned her around sideways enough to kiss her on lips. His expertise in the field of kissing was too much for her. The guys she had kissed before only focused on pressing lips with lips and nothing more. He gave her a whole new meaning and understanding of the kiss. He kissed her on the upper lip and then moved to lower lip. The reverse process was followed by the tongue moving from lower to upper and then it all moved to tongue and tongue summit. She herself never imagined that the tongue could be so nicely used while kissing.
 
The hands meanwhile did magic to her nipples causing her fuse to blow. She wanted him inside her. She made a couple of calls and when found her house would be vacant for some time, she took Vicky with her. She expected Vicky to jump on her as they entered but he was patient. She went and changed into a skirt and top and as she was standing showing her back to him, he went behind her held her with his arms crossing just under her boobs and brought his face down to kiss the nape and earlobes. This got her going, if there was ever a need to do this for getting her going. She closed her eyes and let her head rest on his chest whilst his hands started the massage of the boobs. The movement of his crotch behind her got the ass globes into an harmonic motion. Vicky kept on kissing her, moved to her cheeks and with one hand turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. The hand went back to their favoured place of boobs. The tongues found each other within no time and saliva tasting started.
 
Very reluctantly one of the hands found its way down on top of her crotch area and pressed her pussy from top of her skirt. Gentle massage of boobs, pubic region and heavy duty smooching was getting too much for her also and she was getting weak in the knees. She had small time flings with other boys as well (nobody went beyond kissing and boob pressing) but the effect he was having on her was extraordinary.
 
He lifted her to the bedroom and placed her on the double bed. It was a sight with her legs towards him and hair covering parts of her face and the top crumbling up to expose the sexy navel. He just caught the bottom of the skirt and started pulling in down. The elastic band skirt started its journey south. The band of the skirt came down to reveal her naked pubic area (as he had guessed) and slowly it covered the journey from thighs to knees to shin and then feet and off it went. It was a very erotic sight with Sana with only her top covering her modesty. You can say, for solidarity, Vicky also removed his jeans and underwear. Even he was only in a t-shirt.
 
He pulled her by her legs towards her and her mouth came close to his ever hard tool. As the reflex, perhaps, the mouth engulfed the top of the big cock and the tongue started the magic. The dick got harder and the top of the dick got bigger. But the mouth was still at work. He kept his hand behind her back and was also gyrating to a rhythm. As she was busy sucking, he pulled off her top and his also. Now both the lovers were in birthday suits. She had also mastered the art of sucking, would have been a professional – he thought. After 10 minutes of sucking, she looked up, as if begging for her gift. He was nowhere near cumming, she was not used to continue for longer periods but this time round it was different since person was different.
 
He also got on the bed with her and spread her legs. The inviting pussy was there for him. As per his practice of some time, he went down licking it with his tongue doing the wonders to her. The hands found their natural resting pillows (her boobs) and kept on mauling them for good effect. The touches of the tongue to the pussy and the anticipation of the impending ass fuck was making her crazy, suddenly she tightened her leg grip around his head. This was an indication to him that she was about to cum.
 
And came she did. This time the fountain of juices was let lose on him and he was all to eager to lap up the nectar. He then inserted his finger in her pussy and rotated them a bit. She was in throes of passion. He took the fingers drenched in her love juices out and saw them glistening. He again inserted them and further rotated them and took them out and this time headed straight for her ass hole. This was new to her and that made it clear that the time had come. One finger in startled her and she was now thinking of his big dick inside. She was both thrilled and worried of the prospect.
 
He turned her around and with one swift motion lifted her in such a manner that she was on her knees sitting upright. He positioned himself behind her such that he was also on his knees with his upright cock touching her hips. One hand went to the boobs and the other one to the pussy mound and he kept massaging the both interspersed with kisses on her face, nape, lips etc. When he was sure that she was sufficiently aroused, he motioned her to go down on all fours.
 
This was the time they both were waiting for. It was like an athlete on his marks waiting for the bullet for the 100mtr dash. With his cock as hard as a iron rod, he proceeded towards the unchartered territory. He looked at the beautiful creamy white ass globes of Sana with a very small asshole and also could see the pussy lips. As he moved forward, the long rod touched the pussy lips. This made Sana turn her head back to him and say “yahan nahin – yahan” (not here but there) pointing to her asshole. He had a look at her hole, it was too small for the raging manhood, she would die he thought.
 
At first he took one finger and inserted in, Sana felt it but did not show any pain. Next he inserted the other finger with great difficulty which made her writher in pain and said “nahin (no)” and when he took the fingers out, she again said “nahin,” first no was for pain and second one for pleasure sought. But he had a genuine problem at hand. They had about 1.5hours with them till Zoya and Sanaya returned. Friction and oiling concept of physics came in handy for him. He fingered her pussy for ever flowing juices. Then he inserted two fingers in her hole.
 
This time it was less painful for her. Now he started a simple motion of the fingers very slowly. She felt her asshole walls stretched but she enjoyed the pain. As she got used to the stretching he inserted the third finger which made her feel that the hole would tear apart. He did not move the fingers but let them be there. With the other hand the boob massage continued. The boob massage coupled with ass fingering was having the desired effect on her. She felt a feeling of exploding orgasms in her. After the fingers were for about two minutes he moved them gently.
 
By now the inner walls had created space for them. She felt the pain but it was not the excruciating pain as earlier. Slowly he removed his fingers and picked up a Vaseline jar and put a few drops of the lotion on his dick and also a few drops in her hole and proceeded. The big knob of the dick was much bigger than the fingers, so he put extra lotion. As the knob reached the doorway to heaven he pushed it in very slowly, thanks to fingering earlier, the hole was primed for heavy duty penetration. As the knob went in, he stopped. Sana felt as if the eyes would come out of her sockets. She started breathing heavily, as he asked “rokun kya” (should I abort) she waived her hands indicating no. Come what may she wanted her pleasure – what a slut he thought.
 
It took her hole about 4-5 minutes to adjust the knob. He put more lotion on his dick and the other hand found the pussy juices and he massaged his dick with it. When he felt that the dick is sufficiently lubricated, he pushed it in very slowly. Centimeter by centimeter about half of his dick was in her. Which meant about 3.5-4 inches of it was still outside. For his age he had a big dick (about 8 inches long and pretty thick as well). Sana was feeling the dick inside and she felt it big. It was hurting but she was enduring the pain. Gradually he took it out by a couple of inches and pushed it in. It felt good. So slow motions started the pleasure for her and as the dick kept on going in she kept feeling the painful pleasure. It now reached a stage where his balls were hitting her. Gradual motions had picked up speed and had developed a rhythm.
 
It was a sight to behold. A nubile young beauty on her fours with ass cheeks pointing towards her lover, her hair swaying to the motion of humping and the eyes closed trying to savour the pleasure. The big boobies moving in all directions as if they had a mind of their own and ass moving up and down in order to maintain the rhythm. The dog like fucking was too good for both of them. She felt the juices flowing again in her and he at one time made it a bit rough by pulling her hair and increasing the momentum. She had come in her pussy but there was no stopping him. With one hand she ensured that the juices did not wet the bedsheet and massaged it on her thighs.
 
He saw her and his hand reached her pussy mounds and he again inserted his fingers and took them out wet and spread the juice on her ass hole. The pitch had picked up, both were gyrating vigorously and then he exploded. He came in her and felt that he never came that much. Rope after rope the cum was shot in the tiny extended hole. She felt filled but what it did was his dick was rinsed in his own cum and small droplets formed a stream down her thigh. She could feel it and she placed her hand on her thigh and picked it up and sucked it in. What a slut he thought.
 
With so much lubrication, he started again. This time pain was less both for him and her and more pleasurable. She was more active participant this time as the focus was more on enjoyment rather than the pain she was facing. The swish-swish sound of the extra cum in her asshole meant that it was fully greased and well oiled. The effort required to let the monster dick go in was less than the first time. The asshole walls had well accommodated the tool. Vicky held her hair and pulled the head up. Slowly the momentum increased. The movement boobs swinging away to glory increased. Vicky mauled them with one hand with the other still holding her mane just in manner of controlling a horse’s movement.
 
The passion was getting to him and her. Both had turned very aggressive in their love making. He was humping the piston with great gusto and she was also in the mood. The sound of moans had increased. The in out movements of the rock hard dick was giving her immense pleasure alongwith pain. The nubile bodies were enjoying their journey into hereto unchartered waters.
 
Vicky let go of her mane and moved the hand towards her pussy. A couple of digits had found their way inside the folds of pussy lips. The fingers were doing wonders for her. The circular motion of digits ensured that the sensitive skin was giving her extreme pleasures. The torment was unbearable for Sana. The mauling of her sensitive boobies which Vicky had mastered coupled with penetration in both the holes was becoming unbearable for her though the enjoyment and pleasure she was deriving out of it was unimaginable. Her face was a portrait for wanton lust. The eyes were closed, the lips were slightly open forming an “O” and the whole body was glistened with the sweat generated by some heavy duty movement. She was matching Vicky in his stroke making by moving her gorgeous full round ass up and down. She was a very willing and passionate partner in this love making.

[manigopal]

 
She felt the now well known feeling of approaching the orgasm. The legs tightened the grip around his hand. Her body started to shake, all too well known to him. The pussy juices flooded and wetted his fingers. She had cummed he had not. He continued the motion of piston and boob mauling. The fingers drenched in love juices had not eased the torment. She could not even feel the relief after an orgasm. The passionate sex was making her crazy. She was in such a state of ecstasy which no drug could achieve. After pounding for another 5-7 minutes, he felt the familiar feeling in his balls. He came in by the liters and so did she. It was the second time for her in this spell. She felt his cum in her already much filled hole.
 
He brought his dick out and spread the oozing cum from her hole on her ass and boobs. He inserted his fingers in her holes to extract all love juices and cum possible. The mixture of juices and cum was then spread on her body. He paid special attention while spreading it over her boobies and ass. To add to the sheen of love juices was the sweat. He thought that the combination was the best possible polish for human body.
 
She lay exhausted with Vicky on her side. She looked at him admiringly. He had won her over. Sana was no virgin but Vicky was by far the best she ever had. The exchanged sweet nothings and were getting ready at a leisurely pace when they heard the sound of an auto rickshaw stopping just below the building and Sana rushed to see her mom and sis getting out and coming towards home. She almost panicked but Vicky was calm.
 
As they pressed the doorbell, Vicky opened the door.
 
V – aaiye aaiye apna ghar samajhiye (welcome think of it as your own house)
 
Both mom daughter smiled
 
Zo – Arrey Vicky aap (oh you Vicky) kab aaye (when did you come)
 
V – Yahaan se guzar raha tha toh socha milta chalun (was passing from here, thought should meet you)
 
Sanaya – Where is sana?
 
V – may have gone to washroom, told me just coming.
 
Zo – aap baithiye (you be seated)
 
Sana came out of washroom, with a little touch up done, but trained eyes of Zoya could guess what may have been going on in their absence. A look at the bedsheet in the bedroom also confirmed her guess. Still she did not betray any anger towards him.
 
After having a cup of tea and some snacks and making some plans for further shopping, Vicky left. While he was there, he sent msg to Sana to accept that they did some heavy petting and hugging on bed and couldn’t proceed further. She read the message and smiled. She too had sensed that Sanaya and Zoya may bring the same topic later.
 
At night he got a message from Zoya.
 
Z – Hi Vicky
 
He replied after a few minutes
 
V – Namaste Zoya ji
 
Z- how are you
 
V – fine
 
Z – Sana was praising you a lot
 
V – thanks don’t know why she did so
 
V – Sana herself is very very beautiful, seems to be your image
 
Z – smiles
 
Z – Vicky aapko ek takleef deni thee (had to trouble you)
 
V – haseen aurten mujhe takleef nahin deti (beauties don’t trouble me)
 
Z – smiles
 
V – order
 
Z – have to buy some jewellery.
 
V – usme discount nahin hota (not much discount)
 
Z – discount nahin, trusted chahiye thaa (wanted trusted one instead of discount)
 
V – ji will tell you.
 
Z – Vicky ek baat aur thee (one more thing)
 
V – ji
 
Z – aap aur Sana dono bade ho (you both are adult)
 
V – ji
 
Z – just wanted to check if you are in serious relationship
 
V – she is a beauty
 
Z – that I know
 
V – haven’t met her long enough to be in a serious relationship
 
Z – Vicky hope u understand my concern
 
V – hmmm means I am not a suitable match for Sana in your eyes
 
He ends the chat
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Zoya thinks she has crossed the line. She didn’t know how to make it up now with Vicky. Vicky on the other hand knew she will fall in line. She did send a few messages to him, but he just ignored them.
 
He called Sana and gave her a message. She smiled. Forunately she was alone then. Vicky had a videocall sex with Saima, she was over the moon. Next morning was a Saturday and he got a call from Zoya.
 
Zo – Vicky ji wo jeweller ke paas jaana tha (had to go to the jeweller)
 
V – ok. Main address sms kar deta hoon (I will msg the address)
 
Zo - Aap saath chalte (pls join us)
 
He kept quiet.
 
Zo – I am sorry.
 
V – aap mere se badi hain, sorry kahena theek nahin lagta (you are elder to me, your saying sorry doesn’t look good)
 
Zo – so you are coming?
 
V – Yes provided I get my anytime hugs from you
 
Zo – done..but akele mein
 
V – as you say zoya jaan
 
Phone gets disconnected and she takes “jaan” in her stride.
 
He tells his parents and also parents of Gaurav and goes to the bride’s house. Zoya opens the door and indicates presence of the two sisters in drawing room. Vicky hugs her from behind and rubs his semi hard cock on her lush ass and before Sanaya could see them they disengaged. They had heard her footsteps.
 
Saima too joined a few minutes later.
 
They leave for a famous jeweller, they were family jeweller for entire paternal side family for Vicky for a few decades now. Vicky tells the owner the background and they show the best designs. Since Vicky was there, the group was very well attended. As for discount, they factored bare minimum making charges. All were happy.
 
As they were returning, Sanaya told her mom that she wanted to buy some special garments. Vicky suggested to take Sana and Saima along and he will take Zoya home and the jewellery too and will wait till they return for safety reasons. All were happy. Only Saima thought that Zoya will be his next target but she had to comply.