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Kamini: A Sinful Desire 



Ch. 02

Part I

Lying down over his bed that night, Sidd began to think. It was the best day of his life and still he couldn't believe that everything between him and his sexy stepmother had happened. It was his first time that he had tasted a pussy and he felt excited about it. Then he thought about his father. He felt bad for him. He is a decent man, a little busy though, has little time to spare for his family, but he had given them such luxuriant lives which any average family could only dream about. But who could have known that matters would change so quickly after he left on his a week-long tour. Sidd was feeling guilty for what had happened but there was nothing he could do to change it back.

"What has happened has happened and it was best to keep it a secret." He murmured.

After a while he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. The moment he shut his eyes, his mind gave out animated sequences of her naked images as he had seen her while performing cunnilingus. These were titillating thoughts of her that aroused him unwillingly.

"Oh Kamini," he moaned, "God! You are so 'HOT'."

He gradually pushed his hand into his shorts and started stroking his semi erect dick. His desperation towards her was as powerful as it was before. And it aggravated his motions in a way that he began to stroke himself violently. His whole body began to shudder and eventually when he burst his load in his shorts, he frantically screamed out, "oh Kamini, Ohhhh..."

Some time later he heard a soft voice calling him out,

"Sidd, Wake up...." The voice said.

He opened his eyes and looked in the direction. When he saw Kamini, he quickly sat up. It was dawn already. He couldn't remember when he fell asleep but he surely remembered that last night, before he fell asleep, he was jerking off his load. So his first reaction after he woke up was to see if his shorts had any traces of his cum.

Kamini sat down next to him and whispered into his ears, "It was your first time, right?"

"Huh?" Sidd, who was busy looking down at his shorts answered with a blunt look. He looked at her, baffled, as his mind recollected her words that she had spoken before.

"Err... Yeah, I guess so...," he said, hesitatingly.

"There is something I wanted to tell you." She said keeping her voice as low as she could.

"Yeah, go on." Sidd said.

Looking into his eyes she said, "I guess we both know that what happened between us yesterday was an innocent mistake." She paused for a moment and then added, "Sidd, I am your father's wife and that makes us mother and son, Right?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Sidd responded.

"Sidd, this marriage is important to me, and I hope you know why. I am divorced once. I can't keep ruining my marriages for petty mistakes I make." She said giving him a worried look.

Sidd kept looking at her beautiful face for some time. Her distressed expression bothered him. He had been thinking over the same issue. He agreed to her. He realized that if they continue doing this and if they ever his father catches them in compromised position, then it would ruin their lives. So it is better to stop and to stay low.

He gave her a nod. "I think you are right." He said.

They agreed on it and decided to live on their lives like good friends.

For few days everything went normal between the two. Kamini and Sidd were acting like good friends and life was going on fine. But still Sidd felt horny about his sultry step mom. For him she was a feeling of a hot boiling passion with a tincture of guilt; an incestuous desire that was impossible to overcome. A single thought about her would make his banana pop out of its skin and every time he fucked his pillow fantasizing about her, he experienced much intense orgasm then he ever did.

Kamini too on the other hand was not feeling normal. After Anil had returned from his tour he had started staying busy, so much that he never realized that he had been neglecting his young hot sexy wife. It had been almost 2 weeks that Kamini had felt a cock in her pussy. After every night without sex, she grew hornier.

Eventually it was one night. After finishing her kitchen work, she arrived into her room. She saw her husband sitting over the bed with his files scattered all around him. She got into the bed and tried to sleep. But nonetheless she was finding it hard to sleep. And with a despairing urge to-be-fucked, her desperate hands went in search of her husband's cock.

"Oh honey, I need it. I need to feel you inside-of me." She said rubbing his cock from over his pajamas.

But Anil was too busy with his work and showed less interest in her. Kamini felt depressed. She took his hand and drove it underneath her gown. She rubbed his fingers between her soaked up cunt lips and whispered, "See how wet I am."

"Kamini, Dear, I am sorry. Honey, I am studying this case of a very important person. I have to operate on him tomorrow, so I need to concentrate on his file tonight." He said and then he slowly pulled his hand out of her gown and buried his head again into the file.

Kamini shocked at her husband's behavior. No man had ever rejected her before. That moment she felt a bitter rage for her husband who had turned her down so heartlessly. He got up and walked out of the room into her balcony.

How could he do that to me? - She thought - if I would have given Sidd this opportunity he would be hopping like a rabbit before me.

Helpless but filled with desire to-be-fucked, she returned to her bed and eventually went to sleep.

Next morning Kamini was still upset with the last night's episode. When her husband saw her banging things, he realized how upset she was. He had never seen her so upset before. So before he left, he went close to her, hugged her and kissed her tender lips. He consoled her saying, "Oh baby, I am really sorry for my yesterday's behavior. I promise tonight I will make you scream like never before."

These were welcome words to her ears and they quickly relaxed her mind. "Promise?" She asked bringing a nasty smile on her face.

Anil relaxed when he saw his young wife smiling after all. "Yeah, it's a promise." He said kissing her cheek once again.

When Anil left, Kamini closed the door. Then she turned on the T.V. and sat down on the adjacent couch to watch it. Although her eyes were watching the T.V. screen, her mind was elsewhere. She was finding it hard to believe that her husband would keep his promise. And if he does keep his promise, will that be enough, she giggled at her naughty thought. She gradually pulled her gown up and her hand went to stroll near her crotch. She was still wet and horny. Her notorious mind recalled what she had thought about her stepson the other night standing at the balcony. Why not? - She thought and giggled. She got up and walked to his room. Sidd was inside his room studying for his next week's exams. She knocked on the door and said, "Sidd you there?"

"Ya, come in, the doors open." Sidd replied from inside. She opened the door and saw her stepson at his desk, studying.

Standing there at the door she asked, "So, how are your studies going?"

"Good!" He answered. For a moment his lusty eyes scanned her hot-bod from top to toe. Kamini quickly noticed it but said nothing.

"Ok, Sidd, I am going for a bath, just in case if anyone rings the door bell will you answer the door please." She said trying to sound sweet.

Sidd nodded looking up at her, "Yeah, Sure I will." He replied.

"Thanks dear." She said giving him a naughty smile and then she left.

As soon as she left his room, Sidd jumped from his seat. He thought it was a great opportunity for him to refresh his fading memories of her naked body. He waited impatiently for some time and then wrapping up his study material, he made his way to her room. After reaching her bathroom door, he gently turned the doorknob to see if he was lucky enough to find the door open and Guess what? It was.

Inside her bathroom, Kamini had undressed and her silken body was ready to dip in the warm water inside the bathtub. It was about time as she rose her foot to step into to the tub; she heard the squeaky doorknob turn. Her lips curved into a nasty smile as she realized her voyeur stepson was at it again. She was already feeling nasty and her 'cock-craving' pussy was soaking wet.

Without giving him any hints, she walked to the bathroom closet and picked out a bottle of jasmine oil. Pouring it on her palms she walked back to the tub. Then Standing right beside it and humming her favorite tune, she rubbed her oil-soaked palms over her skin just above her breasts giving herself a gentle massage.

The scented oil that dripped from the sides of her palms fell over her breasts and streamed down to her nipples. She quickly followed the trail to evenly spread the oil over her wobbling milk sacks. She stroked them both softly with her hands and feeling their huge size under her palms she squeezed them a little. Then pouring some more oil over her palms she rubbed it under her breasts slowly massaging her way down to her board flat tummy.

Then after she finished massaging her tum, she gently lifted her right leg and placed it over the edge of the tub. Somewhat facing the door, in a way that her young and restless voyeur could see some portion of her thigh, her hip and her hairy snatch. When Sidd saw her turn and face to his side, frightened that she would see him, so he quickly pulled the door and reduced the gap through which he was peeping. But Kamini wanted him to watch her and therefore she took care not to look direct at the door.

Kamini then poured the oil direct over her thigh letting it drip down to the inner portion of her milky thigh. She moved her fingers letting the oil gently spread over the entire portion of her soft cushy thigh.

Sidd couldn't believe what he was seeing. He licked his lips that had grown dry in anticipation. In the foggy room her oiled skin glistened like silk.

Gently as she massaged her inner thigh her fingers reached close to her hairy crotch, so close that they came up just to her outer lips but didn't quite touch it. Sidd gulped a whole load of saliva when his anticipation craved for her fingers to touch her pussy. She moved in a bit closer and at last her finger just grazed her pussy lips making her coo in ecstasy. Then she cupped her four fingers over her puffed out cunt lips, and pressing them with her fingers, she gently massaged her pussy in circular motion as softly as she could.

"Umhhh... Ohhh..." she sighed as she felt her lust growing.

Sidd felt his throat go dry when he saw this. He couldn't stop himself from letting his hand go underneath his shorts. He gradually began to stroke his semi hardened dick. And before he could anticipate any further he saw her other hand pickup the sponge and dip it in the hot water. Kamini looked down at her crotch, holding the sponge right above it, she squeezed the warm water over it. She chuckled as she felt tickling sensation with the water falling over her sensitive outer lips and running through the gaps of her slit. Finally, she slewed the sponge over her soaked up outer lips and slowly rubbed it through her slit. This made her moan, "Oh yeah! Oh!" And this time it was much louder.

Sidd watched her getting hornier; her breasts rose and fell, as she heaved overwhelmingly. She cooed and bit her lips with her rising passion, as the wet rough surface of the sponge rubbed harder between her pussy lips. The edge of which kept brushing her clit hood making her go crazy. She threw her head back, her whole body growing weak but her hand moved faster between her hips.

And then suddenly he saw the sponge slip from her grip and fall down to the wet bathroom floor. He began stroking his dick faster. Now it was her fingers that were rubbing between her orgasmic lips. She looked down at her pussy, spreading its lips wider she could see her swollen clit peeping out, desperately in need of an attention. She rubbed her clit harder and with that she felt spasmodic and she moaned deeply. "Ohhhh Yeaah! Ohhh! Ummhhhh!..." Her moans were louder enough to escape out of the window, easily heard outside.

With her whole body shuddering like vibrator, Sidd saw her fingers bury into her snatch and she restlessly began to finger fuck herself. "Oh, fuck me... Yeah, oh... oh, FUCK ME... HARDER." She moaned thrusting her fingers into her cunt as hard as she could.

Kamini closed her eyes as she felt a roaring orgasm build inside her. And the feeling of being watched by her own stepson added to her excitement, making her reach her peak sooner than she had anticipated. She felt the spasm ripple through her body and then with an erupting orgasm she threw her head back several times, screaming out wildly, "Oh god! I am there; I am cumming, Yeah, Oh Yeah!"

Sidd's big eyes filled with his step mom's orgasmic body. When he saw her fingers thrusting harder into her, he began to stroke his cock harder to match with her pace. Eventually with his Kamini cumming right in front of him, he could not stop himself and he spurted right into his pants wetting it altogether.

That was the horniest experience he had ever had in his life. When it was all done Sidd saw his exhausted stepmother slowly making her way in to her hot water tub, gently dipping her body into it. Sidd then left to his room leaving Kamini to take a warm bath.

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Part II

After some time when she came out of the bathroom, Kamini was still feeling naughty. She decided to play some more mischief with her stepson. She dressed up into a body hugging gown and walked to his room. By that time, Sidd had changed his underwear and was at his desk trying in vainly to concentrate at his studies.

She entered the room without knocking and walking near his chair she stood right beside him, so close that her body was nearly his. Her presence made him so nervous that his hand began shaking as he tried to write.

Kamini noticed his nervousness and to add to it some more she said to him in a playfull tone, "Thanks Sidd for watching the door while I was in the bathroom."

Sidd looked at her nervously. He tried to smile. "oh, it was nothing." He said with his lips shivering. Kamini gave him a kinky smile, which Sidd noticed. He lowered his head and tried to read from his book. And then Kamini did something that provoked his animal instincts.

Leaning down at him, she made her boobs touch his shoulders. She felt his body stiffen. Seeing him trembling she decided to add some oil to the fire. She brought her lips close to his ear, so close that they nearly touched, and she whispered, "How are you studies going, SON?"

Sidd gulped as he felt the pressure in his pants build up once again. "Err... Fine, thank you." He replied with shuddering voice.

"Do you need my help?" She said pressing her tits a bit harder at his shoulders.

Sidd couldn't take it any more. He rose up from his seat and looking at her desperately, he said, "Oh god Mom, I want you. I want you desperately."

Kamini stepped back and said, "Sidd I thought we discussed this."

"Yes! But you are making me so... so horny..." He said gazing her with his lusty eyes.

"Sidd, My god!" She exclaimed. "Don't forget I am your mother."

By now Sidd was hysterical. "C'mon! We both know there is nothing mother-son between us. Why fake it? We did it before why can't we do it again?" He tried to reach her waist but she moved farther from his hands reach.

Kamini's mischief had evoked his inner beast. She never had thought this lad would be so quick on his toes to ask her such bodily favors. It was a boyish behavior, but then he was after all a boy. But then there was something going on in her mind. She knew exactly what she wanted from Sidd, but then something was stopping her. May be it was the faithful wife inside her that was protesting against her sinful behavior.

Her seemingly horny mind was perplexed by his lucrative offer. She took time to make up her mind. It was a lucrative offer after all. Her husband was growing old and was losing interest in sex while on the other hand Sidd was young and horny. He would not only be fruitful to her planned purpose but could serve her with his dick for many years to come. But then she really didn't want to betray her husband.

By that time Sidd had grown impatient. She was taking longer time to decide and he crazily wanted to have sex with her. And before she could decide, suddenly she felt his strong arms grab her waist and pull her up over the table.

It came as a shock to her and she almost yelled at him, "Sidd what are you doing, stop!" She held her hands against him and tried to push him away, but it was useless. He had turned into a lusty beast. She looked into his eyes and she could see nothing but lust. He was stronger and most of all a horny maniac.

She was wearing a gown and when Sidd forced her legs apart, her gown went above her knees, revealing her milky thighs and most of all her hairy muff. His eyes glistened with the mere fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. That had made things easy for him. He quickly pushed his shorts down, releasing his pulsating beast free in the air. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of his swollen meat marching its way to her offended glory hole. It was big, sausage sized, must be 7inches long, she speculated.

Sidd then slowed down relieving some of the tension from the air. He grasped her hand and brought it at his manhood. He made her hold his mammoth sized dick. He wanted her to know that he was man enough to satisfy her every need. He watched her startled face with a smile. He had already made up his mind to fuck her but he wanted to give her one more chance to decide, before he could force into her.

Kamini felt the size of his manhood between her fingers. It was bigger than she had expected to be. Her eyes overflowing with lust and her body craved for its length. She was already horny, may be more than Sidd was. She felt her flesh twitching between her legs, soaked up and dripping with her love juices. Her libido became sinfully excited with the thought that she was going to betray her husband just to have sex with her stepson.

She drained all thoughts of her husband and then she lurched at her new lover, as she put her arms around his neck, pulling his face at her. Sidd smiled at her decision and with their lips closing in further she opened her mouth eagerly. The next moment, she could feel his soft lips brushing hers and then his tongue slipped in her mouth and she sucked on it. At that moment she felt his warm hand between her legs, to caress her vulva. His fingers slid into her slit gauging her wetness. They rubbed her inner walls and her clit until he saw her face flush pink in excitement.

After a while, Kamini felt his swollen meat move in-between her thighs, his knob rubbing her vulva. Both her legs wrapped eagerly around his upper thighs. She let her right hand drop from his neck and reached down to guide him. As her hand closed around his blood-gorged pole of muscle, it throbbed in her hand like an animal and almost with howling ecstasy she pointed it into her own wet, turgid opening.

They broke from their kiss and both looked into each others eyes, their bodies heaving, Sidd waiting for her to say it. And then she finally spoke up, "Go ahead baby! Stick it into me!" She said, her voice almost fading away as she felt a roaring orgasm building inside her vulva. The feeling was awesome and suddenly Sidd gave a savage thrust. The thrust of its entering, tearing her flesh apart, and the unbelievable pleasure made her gasp. And then he began his lightning-like thrusts.

"Oh God... Oh god, Sidd... Umhhh" she frantically moaned and bit her lower lips, she shuddered as she felt his thrusting warthog tear her pussy apart.

Sidd was an amateur but he was doing it like he had done this before. Her wet velvety inside cushioning his thrusting manhood frenzied his teenage mind. He held her tightly and he kept shoving into her, unstoppably. And as he marched closer to his climax he became more like an animal. His fists grabbed her melon sized tits and he squeezed them between his palms and fingers, so hard, that she gave out a frantic scream.

He kept thrusting her deeper, his balls banging at her ass crack. Her entire body shuddered with rippling orgasm, she held on to him tightly, pushing her pussy even harder against his thrusts, "Oh God, oh God." She moaned, "I'm going to cum.... Ooohhh Sidd... Sidd. I'm cumming....cumming," her screams filled the room as her body experienced a shattering climax.

His wielding thrusts gradually began losing its control. He groaned like an animal as he headed to his climax fast. The tension in his loins had met the end and then he felt the wonderful release as his prick erupted the biggest wad of cum he had ever shot, deep inside her vulva. He held on to her tightly as he continued to push his meat into her, squeezing out every drop of semen his loins offered.

A minute later, she felt his hardness break. Slowly her legs relaxed from around his body, they slid down as her whole body unruffled. They leaned against each other, out of breathe.

"It was awesome." He murmured into her ears.

"Yeah... Yeah" she answered with bated breath.

Suddenly both of them heard the phone bell ring. Kamini slowly got off the table. She smoothed down her gown and slowly walked towards the phone. A bit wary, as she felt his semen stream out from her love hole, running down to her inner thighs.

Sidd saw his stepmother carefully walk out of the door. He felt proud, he felt like a real man. Later he came out of his room. He saw his stepmother was still at the phone. He made his way to the bathroom. After kamini answered the call, she didn't go to the bathroom to clean up instead she went to her room. She crept over the bed carefully trying to hold his semen inside her as much possible.

After a while Sidd came out of the bathroom. While passing by her room he saw Kamini lying down over her bed. He entered her room and asked, "Err... Mom... Are you not going to wash up?"

She looked at him and smiled. She nodded, saying, "After some time, honey. I am too tired now." Sidd nodded, he gave her a perky smile and left.

After he left, Kamini closed her eyes and she began to think. Her treachery towards her husband, the sin that she had committed, everything had worked as she planned. Sleeping with her Husband's son is sin; she knew it very-well. She wouldn't have done it if Anil haven't been so rude the other night, she sighed. But that wasn't the real reason.

It was few days back; Kamini was cleaning her husband's closet when she accidentally bumped into his secret hide out. She peeped in to see what he had kept in his secret hide out. There was some cash and some files. Kamini didn't touch his cash instead She picked up those files. They were confidential but Kamini was never ethical. She looked at the tags on the file. First tagged as 'Accounts' and the second one that interested her, was her husband's 'WILL.'

Curiosity forced her to open that file. It was natural for her to see how much of his asset was going to be hers after him. He had made this WILL recently, a little before he had left on his tour. As she went through those papers, she felt the floor slip from below her feet. There was nothing for her; in fact not a single penny, for both the women in his life. The simplicity in his written words was that his assets will divide equally among his children no matter how many children he has from how many wives. His wives will only be the guardian to his assets until their children are big enough to handle their part.

It was the most ridiculous thing she had ever read. After all she had not married an old rich man for nothing. No money, no sex, what good is that man then -- she thought. It was obvious for any woman to feel the hatred for such a man. After she had read her husband's WILL she had to do something, to square things up for her better future. The day she was married to Anil, Kamini had been observing her stepson. She knew from the day one that the boy was having hots for her. He was completely crazy about her. He could do anything just to be with her. Sidd was an innocent boy and perfect bait. She made a good use of him. IF her husband wasn't going to make her pregnant then it would be his son, Sidd.

Her plan was simple. If Sidd impregnates her (there was no 'if' when she thought about it), she would let him know about it. That would make him guilty conscious and he would do anything to keep it a secret. And that 'anything' would be his part of the asset. And then she would be in perfect control. She would have Sidd's part of the asset and her baby's part of the asset, which was, as she thought, more than enough.

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Kamini: A Sinful Desire 


Ch. 03

That evening when Anil returned from office, Sidd opened the door for him. When he saw his father standing before him he couldn't match eyes with his father. The guilt of sleeping with his father's wife had made Sidd feel nervous.

"Son, you look tense. Are you all right?" Anil asked his restless looking son.

"Yeah, I am fine." Sidd answered, still not able to meet his father's eyes.

"How are your studies going?" He asked.

"Fine," Sidd replied apathetically.

"Ok but I need you to score good marks this semester," Anil said.

"Yeah, I will try." Sidd replied giving a quick look at his face.

Anil smiled at him. He placed his arm on his son's shoulders. For the first time he realized that his son was taller than him. "Where is Kamini?" He asked.

"In her bedroom may be." Sidd answered feeling nervousness in his gorge.

"OK, you go to your room and study. And If you get good marks this time I promise you to get you a bike." Anil said as he began to walk towards his bedroom

"Yeah dad, don't worry I will." Sidd replied and left to his room.

When Anil reached the bedroom door he knocked and entered the room. He saw his beautiful wife asleep over the bed. But Kamini wasn't asleep. She stirred up as soon as she heard her husband's footsteps. She slowly sat up and saw her husband standing at the closet changing his clothes.

"Oh, Honey, you are home. When did you come?" Kamini asked; yawning.

Anil looked back while buttoning his shirt and gave her a smile. "Just now dear" he answered.

After he finished buttoning up his shirt he walked to the bed. He sat down beside her and placed his hand over her beautiful thighs. Giving her a gently stroke he said, "you are the best wife a man could have; Beautiful and loyal."

Kamini felt apprehensive when her husband called her loyal. Her guilt quickly masked her face but Anil was unaware to understand it. She tried to smile, her inner conscience in vainly trying to hide her guilt with her fake innocence.

Anil was in mood of making love. He brought his hand up at her cheek and then leaning at her, he opened his mouth as he kissed her soft trembling lips. As he brushed his lips over hers, his hands shifted down at her breasts. His palms felt their massive size as he cuddled them a softly. His caressing touch quickly aroused her and she willingly opened her mouth and they melted into a passionate kiss.

Gently as Anil made her to lie over the bed, Kamini felt his hand moving down to her sordid crotch. She could still feel the stickiness of her stepson's cum inside her pussy. His cum had dried but not entirely. Frightened, she couldn't let her husband shove his fingers into her cum drenched pussy right then. She rushed her hands down at his and resisted them to go in any further.

"God, what are you doing? Stop, your son might see us." She said with the same fake innocence as she held his desperate hands away from her snatch.

"C'mon honey, he is studying. He won't show up. Not at this moment." Anil insisted.

Kamini finally got up and playfully she pushed him away. "You are a bad boy." She chuckled quickly getting off the bed.

"Grrr, and this bad-boy is starving." Anil growled at her lustfully.

"Then I will prepare something for the bad boy to eat," She giggled at him and walked out of her door. As she walked out of the room she whooshed. It was a close one- she thought.

That evening as they all sat at the dining table to eat. Anil constantly kept touching his wife in front of Sidd as he played mischief with her. He was still in mood of making love and while she served him food he pinched her buttocks and applauded her food preparation, then he caressed her hairs and her face. Sidd was watching all this and feeling jealous. Kamini kept smiling at her husband although she was aware how jealous her stepson; her new lover, would be feeling. She had no other choice but to stay neutral.

After the dinner Anil kissed Kamini and whispered in to her ears, "Don't keep me waiting." He smiled at her and left to his room. Kamini had lot of cleaning to do before she could hit the bed. She got up from the chair and began with picking up the dirty plates from over the table. Still glued to his chair Sidd was kept looking at her for a while but Kamini wasn't paying any attention.

"I don't like that man touching you." He said almost abruptly.

Kamini looked at him, startled at his boyish remark. She knocked the plates over the table, but not to hard, making sure that they don't break, "Sidd, 'That Man' is my husband. I can't stop him from touching me. Please try to understand." She retorted.

Sidd quickly nodded. He didn't want to upset her with his jealousy but he surely wanted her to know that he was feeling jealous. "I do understand, but I was feeling jealous. I am sorry if that upsets you." He explained.

"Sidd, go to sleep, you will feel better" Kamini said calmly. She then picked up the plates and left inside the kitchen.

But Sidd wasn't finished talking with her. He followed her into the kitchen. He saw her standing at the kitchen Sink washing the dishes. Sidd closed the kitchen door and locked it. When Kamini saw her stepson locking the door she washed her hands and wiped them dry with her napkin. Sidd turned around and looked straight at her, into her beautiful brown eyes.

She could clearly read his eyes for his nasty intentions. "NO! You cannot! Anil is home, It's too risky." She said nervously; her hands shaking with fear.

For some time Sidd stood calm, his eyes looking at her ravenously. "Sidd, No! It's too dangerous." She whispered loudly at him again.

Sidd's ears had gone deaf; his eyes filled with lust and then almost at a lightning speed she saw her stepson plunge at her like a lion. She felt his strong arms grasp her waist and with his raw force he pulled her down with him, forcing her to lie over the kitchen floor.

"Sidd, I am serious, if you don't stop now I will scream." Kamini flinched. She was damn serious. She didn't like the idea of having sex with her stepson while her husband was in the adjoining room.

"You are mine" Sidd grunted at his stepmother, "And nothing can stop me now." He began kissing her, first on her lips, then on her neck, then down her breast.

"You are crazy... You know that" she whispered loudly but she wasn't struggling. By now she had given up her choices. Sidd smiled at her 'not-so-pleased' face.

"We will do it silently and Dad will never hear us." He whispered into her ears.

Kamini looked amused at Sidd's courage. Not believing the boy before her was the same innocent kid she knew. She kept gawking at him for a while, gazing into his big brown eyes. She could see no fear in them. Suddenly she felt confident about his moves. And then bringing a smile on her beautiful face, she giggled, "You know I can't do it silently."

Sidd smiled at her as he pushed her gown above her knees. He watched her face blush when he caressed her milky white thighs with his soft hand. Her timid legs squeezed in, holding tightly against each other. Sidd embraced her legs and tried to spread them apart but Kamini held them together not allowing him to see her dampen panty-crotch.

He then brought his hand down under to feel the softness of her inner thighs. Her body trembled with his caressing touch. "Sidd you are crazy, if my husband finds us like this, he will kill us both." She whispered. Her voice trembled as she spoke to him.

But her sultry words only made her Stepson grow over passionate and he hurriedly undressed himself. He ripped off his shirt and hastily undid his pants. His bulge began to ache inside his knickers so he undid them also. Kamini gawked desperately at his hardened manhood; all swollen and pulsating, as it flung before her craving eyes. She rose stretching her hand eagerly trying to hold it between her fingers. But Sidd moved backed and motioned her with his fingers saying, "First spread your legs then you can have it."

And Kamini; with her eyes filled with lust and her body craving for her stepson's swollen manhood, willing spread her legs before him.

Sidd's eyes were drooling at her pink laced undies that were semi transparent. Through its transparent fabric he could see her beautiful snatch that he wanted to fuck so dearly. He grasped the two ends of her panty and gently peeled her panty out of her legs. As he removed her panties out his eyes kept drooling at her moisten slit like a hungry dog.

Now naked below her waist she felt like an 18-year old virgin. Sidd watched his stepmother's face intently as he caressed her silky smooth cunt lips with his fingers. She felt overwhelmed and her heart missed a bit with his sensuous touch.

"Oh Sidd, we have to hurry up." Kamini moaned softly at her stepson while she still worried about her husband who was in the next room. But instead she saw her stepson relax and kneel down between her legs as if they had ample time. Then he bowed his head down between her legs and kissed her soft fleshy thighs; one after other. And with his warm wet tongue he began licking her left thigh; in circles, moving gradually towards her swollen pussy lips.

Kamini felt gushed as his tongue grew closer to her soaked pussy; the dampness of which she could feel growing excessively. And overwhelmed by her growing ecstasy she bit her lower lip and cooed delightfully, "Oh Sid! You are making me wet."

And when her stepson's mouth reached her pussy, he lifted his eyes along the length of her body. Kamini saw her stepson's eyes looking straight at her; his mouth so close to her pussy that she could feel his warm breath over her flesh. She gasped as a delightful thought surpassed her mind, 'God, is he going eat me?' And her exhilarated heart began to beat faster.

But instead he held her gown and further pushed it up until he could see her belly. He brought his face over her belly and kissed her round naval and then with his tongue he licked its depth. Kamini was growing impatient. She wanted him to eat her out. And with this aching desire she gently pushed him few inches away from her and then she undressed her gown out of her body.

Sidd held himself back as he saw her undressing her gown. And something made him to gasp. His nasty eyes stared at her skimpy bra that could barely hold her two massive sized tits under them. Though they had managed to cover her nipples but the rest of her tits were spilling out of her bra.

The sight of her heavy bosoms spilling out of her bra frenzied her stepson's 'mind & body' to such an extent that he lurched at her like a ravenous beast. He hugged her and held her tightly as he passionately kissed her soft fluffy lips. And then slipping down, he kissed her neck and then kissed her ample flesh just above her huge breasts. And while he was at it he tucked his fingers inside the cups of her bra and pulled it down. This made her tits pop out of the bra cups. He gathered both her jugs and one after other, like a baby, he began to suck her nipples.

"Mmmm... it feels so good..." she sighed biting her lower lip.

As he still suckled her nipples, his stepmother cooed and her moans were growing louder. His eager hands reached down between her legs. And when he rubbed his fingers through her moist slit, her wetness quickly crawled up over his fingers.

Realizing how wet she was, Sidd gradually made his way down kissing her all the way. He finally brought his face once again between her two folded legs right before her sodden vulva. When Kamini saw her stepson crawling down her body; between her two parted legs, she raised her head to see her stepson's face. Unbelievable though, she saw his mouth open wide; wide enough to take a bite of an enormous burger. Her eyes grew wider as they stared at him in anticipation. And then suddenly Sidd split open her outer lips with his fingers and wrapped his mouth over her soaking inner fleshy lips.

She gasped and threw her head back. "Oh god! eat me... eat me..."she groaned; her both hands quickly reached down over his head, her fingers ran deep through his hairs clutching them desperately as she pulled his face into her sodden pussy.

Sidd clasped his hands firmly at her hips holding her legs apart as he began slowly running his tongue over her soft, sensitive light brown flesh of her inner lips. His tongue licked her fleshy inner walls as it probed in search of her clit-hood. The warm wet touch of his tongue made her ecstatically moan, "Oh Ya, Oh, It Feels Sooo Good." Her pussy was squirming under her stepson's face and more fresh juices trickled from her into his mouth; which he gladly gulped in.

But by the time his tongue made its way up her rosy clitoris, she hit a jackpot. She clasped her legs together trapping his head between them and she pulled him in as she was enchanted with one rare but an intense orgasm.

Sidd felt her body stiffen for while and almost after a minute as her muscles relaxed, she wheezed at her stepson lovingly, "Ohh god, Sidd, its unbelievable but I just came." She heaved, her eyes looking at her stepson like a woman in love. "Please, make me cum again." She whispered at him.

Sidd lifted his mouth from her orgasmic pussy and got up on his knees. He looked down at his stepmother with her legs spread wide for him. He crawled up over her body and balancing his upper half on his palms, he lowered his pelvis until he felt his knob rub over her super wet pussy lips.

The touch of his penis sent ripples through her body. And desperately, she reached down her hand between their bodies to guide his shaft into her sodden entrance. When she steered his meat straight at her entrance Kamini rose her head at her stepson's ears and whispered, "Sidd, Put It In Me."

Almost as Sidd felt his knob rub at her entrance, he gave her a loud thrust. And with his macho thrust, his swollen manhood penetrated halfway within her, making her squirm like a worm.

"Aahh... Aahh..." she moaned with his every push. She felt him pushing his meat deeper into her until his entire length was inside her.

Her pussy was gushing with her warm natural lubrication but Sidd had to struggle his way to go deeper as her pussy was still as tight as any virgin. "Mom, Wow! You are still so tight," Sidd grunted as he felt her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly over the circumference of his shaft.

Kamini felt a chill run through her spine when he said this. Sidd calling her 'Mom' intensified the passion within her and she folded her legs around his waist and gave off loudly, "Ohhh Son, Fuckk Me... Fuckk Me Hardd..."

These nasty words frenzied Sidd's mind, he retracted his penis halfway out and pushing back into her spasmodic orifice, he began his slow but powerful thrusts. He slid his arms under his stepmother's sweaty back and pulled her to him tightly, her large breasts flattening against his chest. He kissed his stepmother's mouth powerfully while he kept shoving harder into her deep chasm.

Kamini was in love with this man who was riding her like a black knight in armor. She felt content with him on top of her pounding her with pleasures she thought she had lost forever with her husband losing interest in sex. But now that her stepson had taken up the charge of filling her up she had nothing to worry about. And now she wanted him to impregnate her not for the desire to acquire his part of fortune but because she was now in love with Sidd; her stepson.

These overwhelming thoughts transformed Kamini into a woman in heat. And like an ecstatic bitch, she threw her arms around her Stepson's neck, with her legs previously wrapped around his waist, clenching tightly on to him, she lifted her hips to match his thrusts.

"Uuumhhhh Yeahhh, Fuck Me, Fuck your Mother.... I am all yours now... Aaahhh" She groaned nastily and her moans were so loud that Sidd quickly clasped his hand over her mouth fearing that his dad would hear them next door.

Sidd continued to thump her like a machine and with his every stroke he felt her body convulsing. Her soppy inner walls contracted over his penis making it harder for him to penetrate deeper into her. Sidd was pounding his huge penis into his Stepmom without mercy now. The nasty wet noises of their fucking filled the air inside the room.

"Ohh Fuckk Me.... Fuckk Me... Yeahh..." She moaned with his every thrust.

Sidd felt like he would never seize his reign but a deep rush of his seminal fluid from his testicle to the tip of his penis made him convulse. "Oohh MOM I AM GONNA CUMMM..." Sidd groaned as he heavily pounded his cock into his stepmother's shattered vulva.

"Ohh Yeah BABY!! Give it to Me, Give it to me all", she shrieked. And almost as she said this his cock erupted his fertile seeds deep inside her womb.

As their bodies gradually relaxed over the floor, still hugged tightly around each other, and like two passionate lovers they were kissing.

Sidd finally broke from the kiss to breath in some fresh air. He gently withdrew his limp cock out of her still quivering cunt hole. Kamini relaxed over the floor caressing his body while he gradually got up on his feet. He began dressing up while she still watched him. While he buttoned his shirt he asked her, "mom! You should dress up now."

"Do I have to?" She asked him.

"Mom, if dad comes out to find us like this we are dead." He said in worried tone.

Kamini smiled at him, "You were the one who wasn't afraid about getting caught. What happened now?"

"C'mon mom its not funny, its been more than 20 minutes we are in here. He might get suspicious about us if you don't show your face to him."

"Ok honey, but promise me you will fuck me like this every day."

"Ya... I do, now hurry up and get dressed." Sidd rushed her.

After few minutes when she finished clothing up, Sidd opened the kitchen door and they both walked out of the kitchen. Kamini quickly hugged him and gave a peck on his lips and afterwards they parted away to their respective rooms.

When she entered her husband's bedroom she found him dead asleep but now she didn't care as she was content enough.

Sidd held on to his promise and they fucked, fucked and fucked without ever getting caught. A Month later Kamini discovered about her pregnancy. She later announced her pregnancy over the dinner table to her husband and her Stepson. And guess who was the happiest to hear about this good news, it was her husband 'ANIL'.

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A year later she delivered a baby boy. Everyone in the house was happy.



But after five years, one day, Anil suddenly had a heart attack. Kamini and Sidd had to rush him to the hospital. Well he was out of danger for a while but he was still in serious condition.


That evening the room was swarming with friends and relatives to see Anil. Kamini and Sidd were standing at one corner of the room with their five year old son at her side. When all left the hospital room, doctor asked Kamini and Sidd to leave too so that Anil could get some sleep, but Anil stopped Sidd and asked him to stay back with him.

Sidd first looked at the doctor and asked his permission. The doctor although was unpleased gave him a nod. He said, "All right, but only for two minutes. Dr. You need to rest." He said to Anil.

Sidd then turned towards Kamini and she quickly understood what she had to do. Smiling at her Husband she said, "I will wait outside."

Saying thus she walked outside the room with her 5-year old son. She walked up over to the chairs installed in line for the visitors to sit and sitting over one of them she waited for Sidd.

Inside the room Anil asked his son to come and Sit by his bedside. "Son sit with me, I need to talk to you." Anil whispered as he had trouble speaking out loud.

"Yes dad." Sidd nodded. He sat down next to his father bringing his ears close to his father's mouth so that he won't miss a word while his father is talking to him.

"Sidd I want you to promise me that you will take good care of your stepmother like you did all these years." Anil spoke.

"Yeah dad, I will." Sidd said taking his hand into his.

"She is a good fuck, huh?" Anil winked.

"Huh?" Sidd gasped at his father.

"I married her because she was a good fuck. Does she still have a nice-tight pussy?"

"Dad, what are you saying?" Sidd exclaimed.

"I was crazy for her. I had never fucked a woman so desperate before. She was so full of lust that she could make even a dead man cum. I always craved to be with her, to fuck her every now and then, but then one day suddenly everything as if collapsed. May be it was because of the age that I suddenly lost interest in sex."

"I didn't know about you-two until one night when I came out of the room to find Kamini. I found the kitchen door locked and then I heard Kamini moaning and screaming out your name. I realized that you-two were fucking inside kitchen." At this instance Anil looked up at his son. He saw his son's face covered with guilt.

Anil smiled and then he continued with his talking, "Well I felt bad at first but then I realized that one could never hold back a woman; so passionate as your Stepmother. I thought it was better to LET YOU instead of letting some stranger fuck her. I know the child she is carrying along with her is not mine."

He had finished talking and He looked into his son's eyes, he lifted his shivering hands to his son's face and caressing him he said his final words, "I have no regrets."

The End

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Three Sisters-in-Law

This story is largely based on reality; the names of the persons involved are changed.

It was originally written in Gujarati, one of the many languages of India. 


There are some Indian words, which I have freely used in an effort to preserve the flavor of the story; an uneducated rural woman would not know shishna or ling for penis, for her it is always lund. 

Here is a short list of those words with colloquial English counterparts:

Shishna, Lund : Erect Penis

Lodo, Lauda, Lavda : Flaccid Penis

Nunni : Small, immature Penis

Bhos : vulva

Chut, choot, Bur, yoni : vagina

Gaand : Ass hole

Stan,choochi, than : Breast

Chudai : Fuck

Gaand : ass cheaks 

Once again I thank my editor for the time and effort he has devoted for this story.


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Hi,



I am Mangal. Today I am going to reveal a well-guarded family secret, in which I am implicated. I seek the verdict of my readers whether I did or did not do anything wrong in the given circumstances.

The story begins when I was twenty years old and my elder brother Kashiram was contemplating taking a fourth wife. Yes, he already had three wives, hail and hearty, living under the same roof. Their only drawback was that none of them had produced a child.

Polygamy, in those days was accepted, both socially as well as legally. General ignorance and male chauvinism precluded any thought that the husband could be the cause of infertility. Hence the quest for a younger wife in vein hopes of getting a child.

We were big time farmers in a small village in a remote corner of Gujarat, India. We owed about 200 acres of prime land growing mainly cash crop, several houses and shops in the village and a small money landing business. There was no shortage of money.

Kashiram Bhaiya (as an elder brother is referred to) is thirteen years senior to me. I was ten at the time of his first marriage with Savita Bhabhi (wife of brother). At twelve I lost my parents and was brought up, then after by Bhaiya and Bhabhi.

Five years passed and Savita Bhabhi did not conceive. Several doctors, vaidyas (indigenous physicians), hakims, astrologers and likes were consulted, tests were done, potions were given, amulets were tied on the arms of Bhaiya and Bhabhi. (I do not know if one was tied on his cock!) But nothing worked. Bhaiya got tired of waiting and decided to take a second wife. I was fifteen then and did not know why Bhaiya married second time. Unfortunately Champa, the second Bhabhi also failed to conceive.

The condition of both Bhabhis became miserable. Bhaiya was getting anxious by the day. This reflected in his behavior with Bhabhis whom he treated rudely, though, I am sure, he did not stop fucking them in the futile hope of somehow fathering a child.

Bhaiya wedded Suman Bhabhi three years later. I was eighteen and had fully matured. My balls were the first to enlarge, soon followed by my cock. Hair sprouted in the under arms, on the face and on the genitals. I broke my voice. I started putting on muscles, wet dreams and masturbations followed.

I was a mere child when I saw the elder Bhabhis for the first time. The thought of fucking did not did not enter my brain even when I was vaguely familiar with the process, thanks to some of my more 'advanced' college mates. With Suman Bhabhi it was a lot different. For one thing, she was only slightly older than me. Secondly, she was quite beautiful, or let us say, she appeared beautiful to my teenage eyes. Thirdly, she considered me of her own age group and hence was quite free and unrestrained in my presence.

On my part, I could not keep my eyes off her. During the day I would have several glimpses of her rounded breasts and smooth thighs. At night their memory would serve as source of my fantasies of unveiling those treasures. My dick would then harden and I would enjoy slow prolonged session of masturbation before slipping into sweet slumber.

Suman was Bhaiya's favorite. The other two were openly neglected except when their husband took a fancy to fuck them for a change. Bhaiya strongly believed that a hard fuck with a thick long cock ending in filling the chut (vagina) with thick semen was sufficient for the man to become a father. It was beyond his imagination that he himself could be the cause of their problem. He never had his semen analyzed.

Another couple of years passed and Kashiram became even more anxious to beget a child and thought about a fourth marriage.

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Those days a young servant girl of my age used to come to our house for routine work like cleaning, washing dishes, making beds etc. Her name was Baasanti, I knew her since early childhood. She was not beautiful by any standards but she had a pair of knockers that would put any of the super models to shame. She used to put on choli (tight skimpy blouse) ghaghari (pleated skirt reaching up to midway between knee and ankle) and odhani (half sari, one end covering the front of chest). The thin cloth of choli could not hide her small nipples, which appeared tobe in a state of perpetual erection. Her body was emanating strong intoxicating fragrance, which would give me an immediate erection.

I could not control myself. One day in a secluded area of the house I confronted her and grabbed one of her breasts. Angrily she slapped off my hand, glared into my face and said in menacing voice, "Aayinda aisi harkat karoge to bade seth se bata dungi." (If you do this again I will tell Big Master).

Mention of Bhaiya's name was enough to dampen my ardor. Then after I left her alone. Baasanti was married about a year ago. She had now come for a couple of weeks. Her body had rounded up nicely after the marriage and I had a strong desire to fuck her. However she continued glaring at me and I could not collect courage enough to try her once again. And then ....

Something happened during next few days, I did not know what. The atmosphere changed for the better suddenly. Baasanti started smiling at me, a sweet shy smile full of invitation. I could not believe my eyes. A couple of times I could feel her gaze on me and caught her staring at me with hungry eyes. I was strongly tempted to crush her in my arms and maul those proud tits of hers. But then I was scared of Bhaiya. I did not respond to her messages.

I had my own study room on the second floor of the house away from the general hustle bustle. One afternoon I was there reading something when Baasanti drifted in stealthily.

My heart sank. I felt like fainting. I stood up immediately and started pushing her out of the room saying, "Out, out, before somebody comes up. Go away. I don't need you."

She turned about. There were tears in her eyes. She said, "I will go away as you wish but please tell me why you are so mad at me, what did I do to displease you?"

"Displeased? Oh, no. I am not displeased with you, now go away."

She did not budge. She said, "I know why you are so mad at me. The other day I slapped your hand away that is why. But, Mangal, what could I do? My tits were so tender those days; it hurt badly when you grabbed it. Mujhe maaf kar do Mangal. (pardon me, Mangal)

Right then her odhani slithered down from her shoulder revealing fair amount of her fabulous cleavage. I am not sure if it did so of its own or she contrived to slide it down. Whatever be the cause, the result was the same: her chest was uncovered for the benefit of my eyes. Her choli had low cut neck and considerable portions of her delectable breasts were visible. My cock jumped up in anticipation.

My mouth went dry. I could hardly speak. Somehow I managed to say, "Err...err...there is no need to apologize, please don't. It ...it..is I who should apologize, it was my mistake. Now, go away. I am not mad at you."

A shy sweet smile lit her face. Throwing her arms around my neck she whispered in my ear," Oh, Mangal, I am so relieved. For a while I thought that I would never be able to make up with you. But you are so kind and forgiving. I am very happy now."

Unconsciously my hands had gone around her slim waist. She had pushed her pelvis against mine, which was not healthy for my aching lund. I said, "I am happy that you are happy."

"But you know? I will not sleep easy until you do once again what you were doing the other day."

Before I could comprehend whatever she was saying she grabbed my hand and pressed it flat on her soft breast.

I was terrified. I pulled my hand away but she held it fast. Down below my cock started dancing anticipating entry into a tight chut.

I said, " Leave me alone, are you crazy? Oh, can you imagine what would happen if somebody comes up and catches us red handed?"

"You are unnecessarily scared. At this time of the day everybody is sleeping. Go on, feel my boob, grab it and maul it. It does not hurt now. Don't you like my boobs? Want to see more?"

I forced my hand away and pushed her out of my room. I said, "I will really be mad at you if you do not go right away. Now, go. Please."

At last she turned to go. She paused for a moment as if hesitating and said, "Mangal, Can I come back late at night?"

I could not believe my ears. Was she offering herself to me? To make sure I cupped her breast and asked, "Are you sure you can make it?"

She did not protest. She lowered her gaze and said, "I am sure I can make it. You want me to come, don't you?" She covered my hand, which was holding her breast.

I squeezed gently and said, "Yes, I do."

"And you would like to ... to fuck me?"

"Yes, yes. I would rather now."

"Not now. Have you fucked anybody before?"

"No, you will be the first, if you allow me."

"Wait till tonight; we will enjoy then."

She ran away. At that time I did not know that somebody cleaver than me was working unseen to us.

In anticipation of the night my lund remained stiff in spite of shagging twice. By about ten o'clock when finally she showed up I was fit to climb a wall. I grabbed her in my arms and started kissing. Forcefully she separated herself and said, "I am going to sleep here, with you. The whole night is at our disposal. What is the hurry?"

She had put on silky choli, ghaghari and odhani. There was a kind of sweet heady fragrance emanating from her body, which made my lund throb. She dbangd her arms around my neck and once again I crushed her soft body against mine. I murmured in her ear, "Oh, sweetie, where were you all these days?"

She held my head in both of her hands and started kissing me, pecking on my cheeks. The touch of her soft lips was very exciting. I tried kissing her in return but she would not allow me shaking her head this way and that. In this skirmish her lips came to touch mine. Suddenly all movements stopped. I pressed my lips on hers and stilled myself. She also stopped but continued rubbing her fingers in my hair.

I was a novice in the field of fucking. I only possessed theoretical knowledge gleaned from sleazy books and from tales of exploits of some of my friends. I did not know that a kiss could be this profound. For few minutes I was lost to the world, aware only of two things wet swollen tingling lips and wet slippery jerking lund. So, when she opened her mouth and ran the tip of her tongue on my closed lips I could not take it any more.

I pushed her backward till she touched the bed. I broke the kiss and pushed her flat on the bed and threw myself on her. I remember saying something like, "Pardon me, Baasanti, I cannot restrain myself." What happened next has left only sketchy and faint memories in my brain.

I roughly stuck my mouth on hers and pulled up her ghaghari. Forcefully I parted her thighs and came down between them. A tug on the string of my pajama uncovered my rampant lund.

I had some idea of what to do. I lowered myself on Baasanti's soft and smooth body and pushed my lund in the general direction of her bhos. The lund slipped on the slippery surface and could not enter her chut. My hips had started fucking movements causing the head of my lund to knock around on her bhos. Surprisingly she, of her own lifted her thighs and held them wide, took my lund in her hand and directed it to the right spot. The sensation of cock head engaging in the mouth of her cunt was unbelievably exquisite. I could not hold myself. In one powerful thrust I pushed all the eight inches of my lund into her vagina.

If kissing was intoxicating this was killing. Baasanti's narrow chut gripped my lund while her inner muscles gently milked it. The cap was pulled up exposing the sensitive head of my lund to the satiny walls of her chut. I however was not in a mood for fancy fucking. I gathered her in my arms and started fucking mercilessly with deep forceful strokes. She in her excitement clung to me with her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. She answered each of my strokes with equally forceful jerk of her pelvis. Relentlessly I pounded her bhos including her sweet clitoris while her chut rubbed my lund raw in spite of those slimy secretions.

I lost track of time. With pure pleasure dripping from the entire length of my lund I continued banging Baasanti, I don't know for how long. The orgasm when it came, hit me suddenly. A huge tide in the sea of incredible pleasure engulfed me throwing me into a sort of spasm. All movements stopped, only the lund jerked uncontrolled in the narrow confines of her chut and spewed out load after load of thick semen. My eyes squeezed shut, my mouth drooled out saliva and perspiration broke out on whole of my body. I kind of died for those thirty seconds.

The tornado passed away as suddenly as it came leaving an after glow of content and a sense of relaxation. Untangling our limbs I was about to dismount when she put her hands on my butt and held on. My lund surprisingly had not wilted. Keeping it pressed into her chut I kissed her brow and asked, "Did you enjoy?"

She pulled my head down on her breasts, ran fingers in my hair and said, " "Haay haay Mangal, aisi chudai kabhi ki nahin meine" (Oh Mangal, never have I been fucked like this before.)

I asked, "Meine thik se choda?" (Did I fuck proper?)

"Bahut achchha choda." (You fucked very nice.)

"Fir mauka deogi chodane ka?" (Will you give me another chance to fuck?)

"Jab chaho tab, mere Raja." (Whenever you wish, my Prince.)

"To mujhe bath room men jaane de, mujhe pisab lagi hai. Aa kar fir chodenge." (In that case, let me go to the bathroom, I have to pee. Then we will fuck again.)

I pulled out my lund slick with my semen and juices of her bhos. Baasanti was surprised to see it. She said, "Look at that, he is still stiff like an iron rod. So thick and long. Go and wash it, Mangal, we are going to have fun."

I went into the bathroom, passed urine and washed my dick taking care of the head by pulling up the hood. The head was still very sensitive; I could not touch it.

When I came out Baasanti was reclining on the bed. She called me in with out stretched arms. Once again I enfolded her soft smooth body in my arms and sealed her mouth with mine. My cock started getting harder. Breaking the kiss I asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"No, why?"

"I 'm going to fuck you again."

"No, you are not."

"Yes, I am. Don't you want it?"

"I do, but you are not going to fuck me, you will make love to me; let us say we are going to make love. Are you ready?"

I guided her hand to my lund and asked, "Need more proof?"

She said no, and glued her mouth to mine.

That was the day when I kissed and fucked a married woman who knew much more about sex than me. I realized that I still had a lot to learn.

The feel of her soft lips on mine was very sweet and exciting. It became tastier when she rubbed her closed lips on mine. Before I could do anything she opened her mouth and took my lips between hers. Then I felt her small shy tongue come out and lick my lips from one corner of the mouth to the other. It felt dirty in the beginning but the pleasure was so intense and kind of new to me that I just remained passive. For full five minutes she ravaged my lips and then reluctantly separated. All the four lips were swollen and wet with our mixed saliva. My lips were tingling.

Not one word was spoken, like hungry kitten our mouths sought out each other again. This time her tongue came out and pushed open my lips. The pleasure was escalating and I was curious too. I allowed her full freedom. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and licked around. It dueled with my tongue and gradually withdrew. My tongue followed hers till it reached the inside of her mouth. I also licked smooth inner skin of her mouth. But she knew more. Taking my tongue between hers and her palate she started sucking. Sucking like you do a lolly pop. After sometime she released my tongue and gave me hers to suck. Mean while my lund was clamoring to invade her chut, spewing out copious amount of pre-come.

Baasanti was no less excited. Her face was flushed and her body felt hot. She broke the kiss and sat up. She pushed me in flat on my back, untied my pajamas and pulled them down exposing my engorged cock. Taking it in her fist she gave it five or six quick strokes and said, "Mangal, tu ne lajavab lund paya hai. Koi nasibdar hi teri patni banegi, (Mangal, you have a unique cock. Only a lucky one will come to be your wife.)

She continued stroking at a slow speed, squeezing out the juice at times. She pulled up the cap and bared the red glistening head and then did something I had never ever dreamt. Suddenly she bent down and took the cock head into her mouth. First she ran her tongue all over it and then sucked on it applying negative pressure. At the same time she moved her head up and down making the cock go in and out of her mouth. My lund was at bursting point and I had to pull it out quickly to prevent it from shooting my load.

I said, "You have seen enough of my lund. Now let me see your tits and pussy."

Baasanti was an ordinary girl. About five feet two inches she weighed not more than 120 pounds. Her complexion was dark but her skin was delicate and smooth like butter. She had a round face with big dark innocent looking eyes. Her lips were full and soft, her hair long silky and raven black.

A pair of perfectly rounded breasts was sitting on her upper chest. Each was topped by a dark knobby areola of two inches size. Each areola was conical, ending in a pert nipple. Despite having been married for some time Basanti's breasts were firm like those of a virgin with nipples pointing skywards. Once she uncovered her breasts I could not keep my hands off them.

I sat up and continued caressing her with my fingers and my lips. I kissed and sucked each of her breasts, one after the other and then descended on her flat tummy. She was very ticklish there. While she could tolerate my hand on her tummy, touch of my lips there made her jump and push me away.

Gradually I licked and sucked my way to the final destination, her pussy. As Baasanti's was the first adult pussy I was seeing in my life I could not compare it with other girls' vulvas. But I liked what I saw. In hindsight, I can say that her pussy was quite beautiful.

High cushiony mons and outer sides of her plump bigger pussy lips were covered with a dense forest of black, silky crinkled hair. She had trimmed the hair short enough to feel prickly. The bigger lips were thick and fleshy, they were touching each other in the middle, concealing the rest of her bhos. I ran my fingers lightly all around. She jerked her pelvis and pulled up her legs. It was easy for me to pry open her thighs. With that done her bhos became accessible. I parted the bigger lips and opened up the slit. The slit was about 3 inches long flanked on two sides with delicate thin smaller lips. The smaller lips met under the clitoris at the front end of the slit. At the rear end of the slit the labia remained separated because of the opening of her pussy, her chut, her vagina whatever. Her clitoris at the time was thickened and elongated and looked like a small penis. The whole bhos was drenched in its own secretions. I ran my fingers back and forth in the slit and pushed two fingers in her chut. Keeping my thumb on the clitoris I started to finger fuck her. In no time her hips started jerking and my fingers could feel the ripples in her chut.


She could not take it any more. She sat up and pushed me flat on the bed. Taking my lund in her fist she gave it ten to fifteen strokes. Every time she pulled the foreskin up forcefully I felt a little pain. But that pain only increased the stiffness of my lund. Holding the lund up right Baasanti straddled me and brought her chut on the tip of my lund. After engaging the head in the mouth of her chut she let go the lund, bent forwards enough to bring her nipples to my lips. She gradually lowered her ass and my lund slid in like a well-oiled piston. When her mons pressed against mine and the lund was fully engulfed by her chut she bent a little forward to permit me to take one delicious nipple in my mouth and suck on it.

As soon as my lips touched her areola her chut started throbbing. My lund retaliated with a mighty jerk. Unsheathing almost the whole of the lund by lifting up her hips she suddenly dropped herself down taking it all in. After five or six such pranks she got tired and laid herself down on my prostrate body. My lund was far from satisfied and so was her chut. Putting my hands under her hips I lifted and held them a little away from me. This gave me enough room for moving my pelvis. I started long vertical strokes from below upwards into her chut. As expected her chut was secreting plenty of love juices making my work easier.

She could not keep her weight on her arms for long. She collapsed on my chest but did not forget to glue her mouth to mine. After few minutes we changed position. She lied down flat on her back with pillow under her head and lifted both legs high in the air. I stood up on the floor and pushed my lund in her chut. As we continued fucking our excitement escalated. Baasanti could not control herself. She became frantic to precipitate orgasm that was eluding her. In broken words she told me something, which I could partly understand. She pushed me and I took the hint. Pulling out my lund I sat up. Hurriedly she grabbed me by my hair and pushed my face into her bhos. She gibbered something like, "Take it in, in, take it between lips ... Oh, can't you see it?"

She had guided my lips on to her clitoris. At first I felt it a little dirty but then the smell that came from her vulva was so intoxicating that I said what the hack, let's see what happens. Tentatively I closed my lips on her erect bud and she jumped shouting, "There, there, right there, Oh, God...."

I ran my tongue along the short length of the clitoris and once again took it between my lips. Two tugs and Baasanti cried out in a shattering orgasm. She bucked and jumped like a mad mare, pulled a handful of my hair and scratched my back with her nails. Her orgasm lasted for what seemed to be like an eternity.

After the tornado went away she flopped down like a rag doll, drained out of energy. With a feeble effort she pulled me over her and said in my ear, "I wish I would be your wife. I am sorry that I did not start fucking with you earlier. Did you come?"

I did not reply. I simply lifted her legs, pushed in my lund and furiously pumped away into a glorious orgasm. While my body jerked in orgasmic throes she soothed my back and butt with gentle caresses.

I did not know when and how we slept. It was late morning when my eyes opened. Baasanti was gone without leaving any trace of her presence. I did not see her around.

Suman Bhabhi immediately noticed that my eyes were searching for somebody. She cornered me and asked, "Whom are you looking for? Anybody special?"

I should have wakened up at that moment but like a fool I continued thinking about Baasanti and nothing else. She did come again and we fucked regularly for five nights. Then she disappeared. I was hoping that she would stay for about a month, but she went away rather early and suddenly. She did not care for a farewell fuck.

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Then started the real drama.


Nothing happened for three days following Baasanti's departure. Only I was feeling sad. I remembered her chut and masturbated more frequently than ever.

On the afternoon of the fourth day I was trying to engage my mind into study with a book in one hand and erect lund in the other. In came Suman Bhabhi. I was taken totally unaware. Quickly I adjusted my clothes and hid my lund. But, my friends, it is not easy to hide a fully erect lund. Bhabhi had an eyeful before I could hide it. With a mischievous smile on her sweet lips she asked, " Kyun Devarji, padhai kaisi chal rahi hai? Mein kuchh madad kar sakati hun?" (Hi, Devar ji, how is the study going on? Can I be helpful?)

I had difficulty in speaking as, suddenly my mouth had gone dry. With a voice totally foreign to me I said, "n..no, no, thanks Bhabhi. Every thing is ...is ....al...alright."

With a sparkle in her eyes she said, "You had something in your hand when I came in, which you hid some where. What was it? Where is it?"

I had recovered to some extent and I was not to be out done. With a serious face I said, "Ohhh ...that? That is of no use to you."

Bhabhi was adamant, said, "Very well, let me take a look." Without warning she grabbed my lund, squeezed it and dropped it. She said, "Oh God, what are you doing with a piece of wood? Are you crazy?"

"Bhabhi, cut the crap. Tell me why are you here at this odd hour?"

She smiled sweetly again and said, "Just to ask you a question."

"Which is?"

"How did you like Baasanti's black pussy?"

I was shocked. Shocked and excited. As such I had deep liking for Suman Bhabhi. I had never thought of fucking either of the older Bhabhis. With Suman it was other way round, there was no time when I ceased thinking about fucking her. That day it looked like she was adding fuel to the fire. First she grabbed my lund, and then uttered 'pussy'. I was puzzled but not my lund. It was in the process of wilting but now reverted itself and became fully erect once again. It did not go unnoticed by Bhabhi who said, "See, see your lund is saluting merely on hearing her name."

I tried to wriggle out by telling a lie, "What are you talking about, Bhabhi? What have I to do, if anything, with Baasanti's pussy? I have not seen Baasanti, let aside her pussy as you call it."

"I see, may be she came in here for prayer meetings every night?"

"Wrong. She has not come here at all."

With a sly smile she pulled out a panty, stiff with dried semen on it. She waved it in my face and asked, "This was found in your bed. Whose is it?"

Here I committed a fatal blunder blurting out confidently, "This cannot be hers because she never ... never....oh o. "

"Yes, you are right she never put on a panty. But then how do you know?"

"O.K., I plead guilty. I fucked her, o.k.? So what? She came by herself to me. Did I do anything wrong?"

"That will be decided by your Bhaiya."

My heart sank on hearing his name. I knew he did not approve of extra marital sex especially with a servant. I threw myself at her mercy and said, "Why have you to bring Bhaiya in this matter? Please don't tell him. In return I will do anything you tell me to do, any time, anywhere. You tell me and I will do it. Anything under the sun, but no Bhaiya, Please, my beloved Bhabhi?"

That was when she seriously told what she wanted of me and why. She talked for half an hour at the end of which I was convinced that she was right.

First she made me take an oath of secrecy. That done she proceeded to test my knowledge of human reproduction asking questions about lund, choot, semen, spermatozoa, pregnancy etc.

Once satisfied, she said, "You know why your Bhaiya cannot father a child?"

"No. Why? Does he not fuck you good?"

"That he does and quite well indeed, with all three of us. Every time he takes us to the climax and deposits large quantity of semen in the chut. But there are no sperms in his semen. His balls do not produce the essential element, the sperms."

"What could be done?"

"I intend to give him a son."

"How?"

"That is where you step in."

It took me a couple of minutes before settling in my conscious brain. Then it clicked. Bhabhi was asking me to plant a baby in her womb. But how could that be done without fucking? That means I will have to fuck her. Oh Boy.

Then I realized that she had deliberately trapped me with Baasanti so that I would not deny her proposal. However I did not feel bad about it, in fact I liked it. She apologized and also informed me that of her own she wanted to be a mother. With an expression of shock on my face I said, "Bhabhi, what are you talking about? You and me? You are like a mother to me. How can I fuck you?"

"Simple, be a madarchod. (mother fucker)."

"Bhabhi, please do not joke."

"I am not joking. Do you wish I go to an unknown man or to a servant or to some nin com poop and allow his dirty cock up into my chut? Do you wish that?"

"Stop it. I do not want you to do that and you know it. But .... "

"But, let your Bhaiya know and ask for his permission?"

"No, no. He would kill both of us merely for thinking on these lines."

"Relax, Mangal. Our scriptures have recognized sixteen different types of 'sons', this kind being one of them."

Even though I was feeling tickled in my heart at the prospect of fucking Suman Bhabhi, I made a show of reluctant acceptance. At long last I consented.

To make amends I smiled and said, " It was not necessary for you to take all this trouble, Baasanti and all. You could have simply called for me and I would have fucked you anytime any where."

She felt shy, her face flushed but she said, "Do not brag. Fucking requires a lund and you only have a nunni, I am told."

"Me and nunni? Shall I take it out and show you?"

"No, no, no. Not now, may be in near future."

"You will give me a certificate to that effect."

Ignoring the banter she said, "We shall do like this: Whenever he fucks me, I shall come to you the next day. Say, he fucks me on Monday night at ten, I will come to you on afternoon of Tuesday. In case I conceive, and pray God I do, he will think that it is his doing. This way we will maintain peace in the family."

Friends, after a couple of days Bhaiya went to another village for some work; he was to return after three days. Once he was gone, Suman came to my room in the afternoon. I folded her in my arms and tried to kiss her. Putting her finger on my mouth she said, "Suno, kal raat tumare Bhaiya ne mujhe tin baar choda hai, so aaj mein tera garbh dhar lun to bhi kisi ko shaq nahin padega. Din dauran aane ki vajah bhi yahi hai." (Listen, last night your Bhaiya has fucked me three times. So nobody will suspect us even if I become pregnant by you today. For the same reason I have come during daytime.)

Without speaking I took her finger in my mouth and sucked on it. I wetted it well with my saliva took it out and ran it on her closed lips. Once her lips were wet enough I bent down and licked them with my tongue. She opened her mouth and took my tongue in and started sucking on it. She steadied my head holding it in her hands while I was busy feeling her rounded hips. In the process I had lifted up her sari and petticoat baring her butt to my fingers. My lund instantly had hardened and was already oozing copious amounts of precum.

I stiffened my tongue like lund and started its movements in and out of her mouth not unlike those of a lund in choot. At this point Suman felt for my cock and untied the string of my pajamas. The pajamas fell to the floor, I was not wearing knickers, and she quickly grasped my lund.

I guided her to the bed and set down with her in my lap. She was holding my lund while we continued French kiss. My fingers unhooked her blouse and separated its flaps exposing her breasts overflowing from a tight little bra. I had some difficulty locating the hooks of her bra. At this point she helped me by unhooking bra herself. I completely removed her blouse and bra. She tugged at my nightshirt and taking her hint I removed it. My hands were busy caressing her firm smooth breasts and pinching her knobby areolas and pointy nipples. She had medium sized conical breasts that sat high on the chest. Firm like those of a fourteen year old, they fitted perfectly in my palms. I caressed them one after the other running my fingertips from wide base to pointed peak of a nipple. Goose bumps broke out on her body. My hands also felt itchy. I closed my palm gently over one breast and squeezed. She moaned and my lund started dancing.

I continued playing with her boobs. Her erect nipples were inviting. I touched them with fingers moistened with my saliva and pinched them between my thumb and forefinger. Suman said, "Gently please, my nipples and clit are very sensitive, cannot bear the touch at times like this."

Did I tell you about Suman Bhabhi? She was slim with a height of 5'6" and weight of 120. Her complexion was fair. She had round face with natural rosy cheeks and full lower lip red like a ripe tomato. Her most attractive feature was her eyes which had a kind of sparkle rarely seen. She had straight lustrous and silky hair reaching between knees and ass. She had a well-rounded and shapely ass leading down to long slim legs. She had a flat tummy and tiny waist. I will describe her pussy later on.

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We were not in a hurry. While I was busy with her tits, her hand was wrapped around my cock, which was jerking every few seconds. She was gently milking out the pre-cum with up and down motion of her fist. The foreskin was sliding on and off the glistening head of my lund. There was a look of admiration in her eyes. She said, " Devar ji, you have grown up to almost like your Bhaiya. Clearly this, yours is no nunni (small penis of a boy), it is a full-fledged lund. My devarani (sister-in-law) is going to be one lucky girl. But let's not talk. Do not tease me any more, make haste."


She lay down flat on her back with pillows under her head. She pulled up her petticoat and sari way above her waist and lifted her wide spread thighs. Her bhos was fully exposed to my view. She averted her face and closed her eyes.

Like her breasts Suman's bhos was also small, like that of a teenager. The only difference was in having hair; Suman's bhos had thick thatch of black silky hair. Also may be her clitoris was bit longer or it so appeared due to excitement. The outer lips were flashy touching each other and concealing the inner parts.

I settled between her smooth thighs with my pecker in one hand. She herself pulled open the lips of her bhos. I could then see the delicate folds of inner labia, her clitoris and the mouth of her chut. Every thing was glistening wet with the slimy love juice. A heady aroma wafted from the bhos, which only made my lund jerk uncontrollably.

Having fucked Baasanti I was now somewhat experienced. While she was holding her bhos wide open I rubbed the head of my lund all around her pussy especially over her clitoris. Immediately her hips started bucking. My lund was ready to burst but I persisted on spreading my juices all over her bhos.

When she could not take any more of this teasing she snatched away my lund from my hand and directed it to the mouth of her chut. I allowed her to engage the head of my lund in the mouth of her chut and bent forwards supporting myself on outstretched arms. Mischievously I asked, "Bhabhi, kaho kya chahati ho (sister-in-law, what is your wish)?"

Her answer surprised me, "Mangal, sale chutiye, tu ab tera lund meri chut men dal kar nahin chodega to mein tera khun pi jaaungi. Kis ki raah dekh raha hai tu, bahenchod, bhadave?" (Mangal, you product of fucked up pussy, if you do not fuck me pushing your lund in my chut I shall drink up your blood. You sister fucker pimp, whom are you waiting for?)

This was enough for my lund and me. One strong push and all eight inches of my lund were buried in her chut. "Aaaaahhh.....", she uttered and wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. She was like a ripe fruit. Her chut immediately started throbbing.

Pushing my lund as deep as it could go I waited savoring the sweet touch of her velvety vagina on the length of my lund. I had fucked Baasanti's chut but it came nowhere near Suman's in tightness, softness and milking technique. I was scared that I would climax before she gets her orgasm. Hence I said, "Bhabhi, you want me to cum early?"

She rained kisses on my face and said, "No, no/ Make it as long as possible and enjoy."

"Then stop milking my lund."

"I am not doing it knowingly. It just happens. Don't you like it? Every time my chut spasms your lund responds with a jerk."

I pulled out few inches and pushed in. I could tolerate it. I tried again and thus started my slow rhythm fucking of Suman's chut. Both, my lund and her bhos had secreted large amount of lubricant juices. Whole of her bhos and lower tummy and upper thighs were smeared with these juices. My scrotum and thighs were similarly affected. Going in and coming out of the lund was smooth and easy, each movement sent shivers to whole of my body. Suman was ahead of me in excitation. There was a pink flush over her breasts and vulva, her hips were jerking uncontrollably and her chut was squeezing my lund like a fist.

I pounded on her pussy for what seemed like an eternity. Meanwhile she had had two small orgasms. In the end she clamped upon my lund in such a way that foreskin of the lund started sliding up and down over the sensitive head. It was then impossible for me to hold the waters. Suddenly the dam broke and I was caught up in an earth shattering orgasm. My whole body stiffened like my lund and I stopped moving with my lund deeply rooted in Suman's chut. Only the lund convulsed and jetted out thick globs of semen, I don't remember how many times. Suman bhabhi helped me by pushing my crotch against her bhos with her hands on my buttocks.

At last I came back to the earth. I knew that Suman had not climaxed and my lund in her chut was rapidly wilting. That was when what Baasanti had taught me came useful. Keeping the mons pressed against mons I rocked my pelvis side to side. Baasanti had told me that this maneuver does not need an erect cock to stimulate the clitoris. She was right. Suman Bhabhi immediately cried out, "Oh, oh. Ussss what are you doing?"

"I am trying to make you come. Want me to stop?"

She was in no mood to answer, her hips had already started jerking and her chut started throbbing once again. I continued the assault on her clitoris and within seconds she climaxed into a strong orgasm.

I held her lovingly till the orgasmic throes subsided. My limp cock had already slipped out of her chut. She extended her legs and I dismounted. She again lifted her legs up to prevent semen flowing out of her chut. She turned to her side; I wrapped her in my arms from behind and we both slept.

Friends, what could I say? Suman Bhabhi came in daily and we fucked twice every day till Bade Bhaiya returned home. The lady luck smiled on all of us and Suman missed her next period. Morning sickness followed. The family was overjoyed. Everybody congratulated Suman Bhabhi. Savita Bhabhi tied a taavij (an amulet) on her arm to ward off evil spirits. Bhaiya puffed up his chest and twirled his bushy mustachios. Champa Bhabhi took over Suman's household chores. Savita Bhabhi and Champa Bhabhi were especially pleased because now they had a hope of getting pregnant and Bhaiya was likely to fuck them more frequently as Suman Bhabhi's chut was closed to him for nine months.

It was ironic that the person responsible for this achievement, namely me, was totally ignored by all. All except Suman that is.

After few days Bhaiya called in the local lady doctor for a check up. She confirmed the pregnancy and prescribed some vitamins. She was explicit in her talks. With all of us present she told Bhaiya, "Congratulations once again, Kashiram Ji. This is a very precious pregnancy you have been waiting for. Now you will have to be careful. You better keep away from Suman Ji till after delivery."


Bade Bahiya turned beet red and tried to restore dignity by offering tea to the doctor. 

Savita and Champa hid their smiles with their hands while I could not help tittering. 

Bhaiya glared at me with murderous eyes.

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At the next occasion when Bhaiya went out, Suman Bhabhi came hurriedly to me and said, "Mangal, a serious problem has occurred. I am scared to death."


Her fear was infective. My heart went putty pat. I asked, "Wh ..what happened?"

"I think. Savita Didi (elder sister) and Champa Didi have smelled something and are suspicious of our relationship."

Perspiration broke out on my body, My legs felt weak and I had to sit down.

Bhaiya surely would kill both of us if he came to know the truth.

I asked, "What shall we do Bhabhi?"

There were footsteps of somebody approaching. She had to leave. While going she whispered, "I will think about something, don't worry."

Don't worry. Easily said than done. Out of fear I lost my sleep and appetite for the day. She came in again in the early night and said, "I have given it a serious thought. There is only one way we can take."

"And that is?"

"You make them pregnant too."

I was shocked. I wanted to protest but could not simply because she was right. I complained, "Bhabhi, after fucking you I have lost interest in others. How shall I be able to fuck them who are like mothers to me?"

Suman smiled and said, "Leave everything to me. Be madarchod (mother fucker) for sometime and try to enjoy."

With all of them now involved in the conspiracy it was easy for Suman Bhabhi to formulate a plan of action. Under one pretext or other all the three would take turns to come to my building. The one who had been fucked by Bhaiya on the previous night would slip into my room; the other two would keep an eye for intruders.

Within few days it happened to be Champa's turn. She had had her period before about ten days and was fucked thrice the previous night. She was feeling more bashful than Suman or Baasanti. As soon as she came in, she started removing her clothes. I held her hands and said, "Bhabhi, let me have the pleasure of undressing you."

I took her in my arms, gave her a powerful hug and said again, "Bhabhi, I know it is as difficult for you as it is for me. But why not to enjoy it when we have to do it? What do you say, Huh?"

She cringed like a collegegirl. Lifting her face I kissed her mouth. When the simple kiss became a French kiss she tried to push me away. Slowly and patiently I guided her through the experience of sweet kissing of her mouth, her nipples, her bhos and my lund. Within ten minutes we were naked on the bed. She was still covering up her bhos with her hands. When at last I succeeded getting my fingers on her vulva I found that she was already wet and slimy from previous night's fucking. I did not have to wait for long.

Little nudging from me and she lifted her legs and widened her thighs. I settled between her legs and holding the lund in my hand I rubbed its slick head in the wet slit of her bhos. Her bhos was overflowing with her own juices and was swollen due to excitement. As soon as my lund touched her clitoris she sort of jumped up and gyrated her hips. Leaving clitoris alone I engaged the head of my lund in the mouth of her chut, laid down myself on her body and glued mouth to mouth. She wound her legs around my waist.

With slow steady pressure I entered her chut. My foreskin got pulled up immediately leaving now naked head to rub against the velvety walls of her chut. In spite of being fucked by Bhaiya all these years her chut was surprisingly narrow and snug. She had a good grip on the lund.

All throughout she had kept her eyes closed. With my lund fully ensconced in her chut I broke the kiss and said, "Bhabhi, open your eyes and look down. Do you think my lund is as good as Bhaiya's? I will not start fucking you till the time you see my und and reply."

Reluctantly she lifted her head from the pillow and looked at the spot where our bodies were joined. I moved out the lund, about an inch and made it jerk while she was looking. She dropped her head on the pillow and chewed her lower lip. I asked, "Well, what is the verdict?"

She said, "Chalo na, kyun satate ho? Achchha hai tumara, jaisa tumare Bhaiya ka hai vaisa hi. (Come on, please don' tease me. Yours is good, as good as your Bhother's)."

I pinched up her pert nipple, glued my mouth to hers and started fucking her with slow deep strokes using the whole length of my lund. Champa started breathing fast with Aah and Ooh. Soon she was writhing and bumping making my lund rotate around in her now relaxed chut. As our excitement escalated my strokes became fast and irregular. Couple of times I pulled out completely to 'air' my lund to hold my cumimg. (I learnt this trick from Baasanti).

After about twenty minutes of vigorous fucking she had a shattering orgasm. I was not far behind. The post-orgasmic flutter in her chut played tricks on my lund, and I swept into an equally glorious orgasm. That was only when Champa took initiative and kissed me. All four of us, three bhabhis and me slept in the guesthouse.

Next day Champa Bhabhi, who usually served food to all of us during lunch and dinner, avoided facing me. Suman later on told me, "Champa Didi is very pleased with your performance last night. She has told me to tell you that any time you want ..... you know what, don't you?"

Of course I knew.

It was now Savita's turn. She had to wait for an opportune day. Eventually the fateful day came up. Savita Bhabhi had been a mother to me and I did not relish the idea of fucking her but we had no other option. Besides she was nearing menopause and was left with limited time to produce a baby.

As soon as the two of us were left alone she closed her eyes. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips. She bore it passively without opposing. I did not remove all of her clothes; I unhooked her blouse and bra and took her breasts in my hands. Immediately her nipples became erect. That prompted me to leech my mouth to the nipples. As I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it, her excitement escalated and she stretched herself flat on the bed taking me over her. Much later Suman told me that nipples were the keys to unlock the passion in Savita Bhabhi. (She, in turn had learned the fact from Bhaiya.) Savita Bhabhi herself pulled up her sari and petticoat and spread her thighs. My lund meanwhile had started stiffening but was not fully erect yet. Bhabhi herself was managing bhos and lund so I used my hands to caress her breasts and roll her nipples.

Pushing her hand between our bodies Bhabhi untied the string of my pajamas. She pushed the pajamas down my hips and grabbed my lund, which was half erect at the best. All the same she directed it to her chut and prompted me to push in. I pushed but the shaft buckled and only the head entered the chut. At this point Bhabhi contracted her chut and squeezed the head. The lund responded by a jerk and increase in hardness. Three such squeezes and lund became fit to enter any kind of chut. Savita Bhabhi's chut was not so young and was well used. It was not as tight as those of Baasanti and Suman but it had strong internal muscles, which could squeeze a lund like a fist. Over the years Savita Bhabhi had trained her chut well.

Once the lund was in the way was clear. I fucked Bhbhi for half an hour and gave her three orgasms.

Next day all four of us sat together and pledged that we will keep this matter a secret.

Bhaiya had stopped fucking Suman Bhabhi, not the other two. All of them demanded fuck from me and who was I to deny their command?

Luckily other Bhabhis also conceived. Bhaiya was ecstatic. The family astrologer claimed the credit saying that he had predicted babies by Bhaiya once the shadow of Saturn went away from the family. Good that he could not predict as to who was to father the babies; or let's say he could predict but kept his mouth shut. Good for everybody.

In due course Savita and Suman gave birth to boys and Champa to a girl. Bhaiya hosted a big feast, distributed sweets to the whole village, and donated money to temples and local charities. Festivities continued for more than a week after the birth of the youngest child. It was good that nobody paid attention to my activities and me because I was then busy fucking Baasanti who was specially called in to attend the new mothers. I resolved not to marry.

Everybody is happy, everything running smoothly. There is a small problem only I have to face. All the three kids are dear to Bhaiya and he takes good care of them. Problem occurs when sometimes he gets mad and gives a slap or two to the child. I find it difficult to bear. I feel like holding his hand and tell him, "Beware, Keep off my child."

As of now I have not collected courage enough to tell him so.

Later on the secret was out. Who did it? How did Bhaiya react? 

I will tell you in next part of the story, provided you are not bored so far.

 

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To Get An Heir

Author's Note: This is a story of an uneducated widow who schemes to beget an heir for her impotent son. The setting is rural India where, even today preserving the family name is of prime importance.


Hallo, How are you?

My name is Kishor Magani. My wife and I are living in a small village of Gujarat, India. We are farmers and also trusties for two landlords of minor age. I am 30 and my wife is 25.

My family was very poor when I was a young boy, the only child of my parents. My father had four acres of land for farming and a dilapidated house in the village. I was sixteen when my father died after a prolonged illness of six months. My widowed mom and I were left alone in the world with a debt of some twenty thousand rupees on our shoulders.

The person who had lent us the money was Kesar, a distant aunt on my father's side. She was living in another village. She was very rich with about two hundred acres of prime land, three or four houses in the village and a lucrative business of money landing. Her husband had died several years ago leaving behind him a son, Randhir, who was of my age. Kesar was forty but looked like thirty, was very smart, though uneducated, and was running the show single handedly.

Five years after my father's death, Kesar called me in. Thinking that she will ask me to pay up the money, I went to see her with some trepidation. To my surprise she treated me very nicely, offering tea and snacks. She enquired of my mom's health and condition of our farming. After I settled she gently asked, "Kishor, how much of the loan is still pending?"

Here it comes, I thought. I looked to the ground as if to read some hidden message and said, "May be nineteen thousand, may be little less."

"How much are you able to pay every year?"

"Err... not more than five hundred rupees."

"Oh. At this rate when do you think the loan will be paid up? Not forgetting the interest?"

"I am sorry Chachi, I do not have any other means of income. I try my best as you well know."

"Yes, I know and feel for you. That is the reason I have called you here. You do have means of increasing your income, only you are not aware of them. Tell me, would you like to work for me? I need help."

"But what can I do for you? I have no skills."

"I will teach you if you are ready to learn. How about a house to live in, free rations and five hundred rupees every month? Will that suffice?"

Suffice? It was more than that. I could not believe my ears. I felt like dancing. Grinning from ear to ear I asked, "When do I start?"

With a glint in her eyes she warned me, "But you will have to work very hard and do all I ask you to do. Do you agree?"

Eagerly I said, "Yes I do. Chachi, I will work to your satisfaction. When do I start?"

She smiled, rather seductively, and said, "That is my boy. You start today."

That was the first occasion when my cock stirred seeing a sweet smile on a woman's face.

On the same day my mom and I shifted to our new dwelling, which by any standards was palatial compared to our old hut. I went to work same evening.

I worked very diligently. There was nothing that I would not do; in the house, in the office, in the fields. No hour was an odd hour for me, I was available 24/7. My mom also offered some voluntary help in the kitchen. Every thing went just fine for a couple of months.

Then the flirting started. First verbal and then physical. She stared telling me dirty jokes which I found at a time very hilarious and embarrassing. She would laugh with me and give me a light slap here and there. The slaps then became prolonged contacts; on my arm, my back, my chest, on my cheeks and lips. Not sure of her intentions I could not do any thing for the fear of losing the job.

She changed her dresses too. In place of high necked long sleeved baggy blouses she started putting on tight fitting cholis with plunging neck lines.

Ordinarily she hid her chest with several folds of pallu of her sari, she was not that careful when we were alone. She then had hard time keeping her pallu in place, it would conveniently slither down from her shoulders giving me an excellent opportunity to ogle on those milk white breasts which in turn, had had hard time staying confined in her choli.

The thought of fucking her was far from my mind. But what could a full blooded man of 22 do in face of so many provocations and open invitations? Well, I masturbated twice a day and started dreaming of fucking her. I had yet no courage to give her a positive response. It was a real torture, sweet but torture all the same.

To the rest of the world she was a hard task master for me. She kept me on my toes, did not tolerate any delay or mistake. She taught me so many things on running business, controlling farm workers, dealing with merchants, government officials, accounting, bookkeeping. The more I learned the more she extracted from me, putting more and more load she on my shoulders. No body would suspect that this lady, hard like a nail would have some soft designs on a bum like me.

Meanwhile she got her son Randhir married. The festivities started seven days before and lasted three days following the actual day of marriage. By the fourth day the invitees were all dispersed and she prepared for the wedding night for Randhir and his bride Kundan.

I had not gone home for ten days. I was looking forwards to a restful night when in the evening she told me, "Kishor, there is plenty of things to do yet. I know you want to go home but one more night? Can you stay for one more night, for my sake, please? You can take few days off starting tomorrow."

Did I have a choice? It was an order coated in sweet words of request. I stayed and was busy till mid night. The whole house was quiet when I got to my room and laid down. But the sleep eluded me. The mere thought of Randhir fucking his bride under the same roof gave me an instant hard on. Besides I had had no chance to relieve myself these ten days. As a result my cock was fit to poke a hole in the wall. First, I had a quickie. I washed myself but the cock did not wilt, I was slowly working towards a second climax when Kesar drifted in.

I suddenly sat up, hurriedly put a pillow over my cock and could hardly mutter, "Chachi, aap? M.. mujhe ..... bb.... bula lena tha na?" (Aunti, you? You could have called me.)

She was in her night dress. She sat on my bed, pointed at the pillow and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Err .... Nothing, nothing. Just a little .... Little ....."

She pinched my cheek, and said, "Naughty boy, you call this nothing? Don't tell me that you were not thinking of Randhir fucking Kundan, because I was doing the same and I know how it feels. Now, were you not? Tell the truth."

It was for the first time that I heard 'fucking' coming out of a woman's mouth, that too from none other than Kesar. My cock gave couple of jerks. I was now convinced of her intentions. What a luck!

I said, "Yes mam, you are right. I apologize, I ..... I could not help."

"I understand. No need to apologize. Tell me though, have you ever fucked a girl?"

"No, I could not get any one. Who would like to .. to ...do that with a poor gay like me?"

"Why? What, being poor has to do with fucking? You think poor people do not fuck? You don't need money to fuck, you need a long thick and hard lund on one hand and a wet slippery chut on the other. And you have one of the two, don't you?"

"Yes mam, I have."

"And I have the other, You do get hard on? In fact you have one right now, right?"

I did not answer. She said, " Let me see how it looks"

She grabbed the pillow. I suddenly felt shy and held on it,

She said, "Oh, you are embarrassed like a college girl, How will you fuck?"

"Chachi, whom am I going to ... to .... I don't have anybody to ...to ..."

" .... to fuck? You sweet fool, are you blind or what? Am I not here?"

"But Chachi, it is sacrilege, between you and me."

"Sacrilege my foot, there is nothing wrong if a willing man fucks a willing woman. I am ready and willing. The question is are you? Do you want it or not?"

I was more than ready and willing. In fact my cock was fit to burst and was already spewing love juice.

I said, "Oh, Chachi, I do want it but how do I go about doing it? I have never done it before,"

"Don't worry, I will guide you. First of all let me have a look at your cock."

With some hesitation I removed the pillow and said, "Call him lund, it is more expressive,"

She lifted up my lund using only her finger tips and said, " Wow, lund it is. Kishor, get ready to receive punishment for the crime of hiding such a beautiful object."

She pushed me flat on the bed and removed her nightie. She had nothing underneath. I could not restrain myself. I grabbed her breast with one hand and her ample hip with the other. Her nipple was already erect and turgid. I pinched it with my thumb and finger and she gasped. Taking my lund in her fist she squeezed it and said, "Yours is a beautiful lund, a virgin lund at that. And what is this? A beauty spot on the foreskin?"

She started stroking my lund at slow speed. At the same time she turned around and came upon me. Catching me by the ear she steadied my head and pressed her lips on mine. She had delicate sweet lips against my thick cushiony ones. After some time I felt her mouth open. Her small tongue shyly came out and tasted my lips. I felt electrical current coursing through my body and settling in my hard cock. She broke the kiss to tell me, "Open your mouth"

No sooner my lips parted her tongue darted in my mouth. I found it dirty and tried to move away but could not. She held my head and ran her tongue in all corners of my mouth. After some time I found it sweet and exciting and tried to hold her tongue with my lips. She at this point made her tongue stiff like a cock and pushed it in and out of my mouth. When she withdrew her tongue I took her lips between mine and sucked on them. I could feel them getting swollen. In her eagerness she opened her mouth and I pushed my tongue in. Her mouth got filled up by my thick tongue, however she could manage to suck on it. When I started fucking her mouth with my tongue she once again grabbed my stiff rod in her fist and started rubbing it up and down.

It was too much for me and my lund was about to explode. I broke the kiss and said, "Chahi, I cannot bear it. I am about to explode,"

She must have also felt the jerking of my lund. She left my lund alone and pushed her breast to my mouth. I took the turgid nipple and areola in my mouth and started sucking. She straddled me and sat on my thighs in such a way that my lund fitted in the crack of her pussy. While I was sucking her nipple she moved her pelvis back and forth rubbing her pussy on my lund. Her pussy had secreted large amount of pre cum and so had my lund. Both were wet and slippery. Her bhos could slide smoothly on my lund rubbing the clitoris on the shaft.

After some time her movements became irregular and jerky. My cock was practically being masturbated by her pussy. Before I could push it into her chut I climaxed. My cock convulsed and jetted out thick semen right on my tummy. She stopped moving for a while and enjoyed the throbbing of my cock on her clitoris.

She laid herself on my chest and kissed me on mouth. She said, "Did you enjoy?"

"I sure did, but you are left out, aren't you? I am sorry that I could not control myself."

"Do not worry, you have not seen the real fucking yet. We will do it again after some time. Meanwhile let us go and see what those two are doing."

[usaiha2]

She took me to a small room, which had been unused for a long time. There was a small window in one of the walls through which the bedroom of the newly wed couple could be seen. Apparently Randhir was asleep and Kudan was fondling his limp cock. Kesar said, "It looks like they have finished the first round and are resting now. 

Let us go."


While returning she led me by my cock, which was relishing her ministrations and lifting its head in anticipation of one more fuck. By the time we reached my room it was rock hard filling up the small palm of Kesar. Without letting it go she pushed me on the narrow bed and laid herself on me. I took her in my arms and started kissing her.

It was my first occasion of holding a naked woman in my arms. At the age of forty Kesar had a soft and smooth body. Her tummy was flat except some fullness in the lower part. She had slender waist and wide heavy hips. Her limbs were delicate and smooth. Her thighs were heavy and thick, touching each other from her knees to her pussy. Because of the dim light in the room I could not properly see her bhos (vulva). Only thing I could see was a thatch of black pubic hair.

I turned around bringing her under me. Her one hand was busy with my lund, the other was around my neck. I was nibbling her lips and with one hand playing with her nipples. For her age she had smallish firm breasts ample enough to fill up my palms. Each had an areola of two inches and a tough erect nipple quarter of an inch long. While rest of her breast was covered with fair delicate skin the nipples and areolas were dark in color. I could not get enough of her breasts because hers were first for me. I caressed them with light touch, held them in my palms and rolled them on her chest, fondled them, grabbed them, squeezed them and mauled them. Then I felt light tug on my hair.

When I freed her mouth she said, " Like my boobs? Don't break them, I still need them. Love them with your mouth." So saying she guided my head down to her chest. I latched my mouth on her left nipple and picked up the right one between my finger and thumb.

I do not know how I did it but I did it. I started by laving the areola with long swipes of my tongue. The smooth areola soon become rough and bumpy. I had not touched the nipple but it became erect like a cock as if craving for the touch of my tongue. I did not disappoint it. I flicked with the tip of my tongue, wetted it with my spittle and picked it up with my lips. Kesar, in turn, was writhing with excitement massaging my cock mercilessly.

Suddenly I left the left nipple and descended upon the right one. It was more than ready to enter my mouth. I opened the mouth wide and took both the nipple and areola in. Once in I flicked the nipple with my tongue, licked the areola and finally started sucking them like a baby, taking them between the pad of my tongue and the hard roof of my mouth. She left my lund, put both hands on my head and pressed it in her breast.

By now she was fit to climb a wall and I was not far behind. She had spread her thighs and my hips were cradled between them. With a voice husky with excitement she said, " Chal, ab chod dal mujhe jaldi se. Ghused de tera ye lund meri chut men. Jaldi kar varna mein tujhe maar dalungi." (Come on now, fuck me, fuck me quick. Plunge this your cock into my pussy, don't delay or I will kill you,)

It was not that I wanted to delay, in fact I was also in a hurry to start the real act. The problem was that in spite of my theoretical knowledge of fucking I did not know what to do. Don't laugh, please. Bhos was an uncharted territory for me. I did not know the way to her vagina. As a result when my hips started swinging in the hope that my cock will automatically enter the vagina, its head bumped here and there and slithered away on slippery lips of her pussy. Besides, she was also jerking her hips back and forth, side to side, round and round, making it more difficult for the cock to engage her vagina. My cock was close to bursting. I was really worried that I may spurt out without entering her. In desperation I blurted out, "Chachi, where ....where ...does this go?"

She laughed out at my predicament, pushed her hand down between our tummies and grabbed the cock. No sooner she put it on the right spot it slithered in effortlessly right up to the hilt. Immediately she lifted her legs to wrap them around my waist. This tilted her pussy forwards and the rest of the cock which was left out also went into her vagina. She jerked her pelvis couple of times as if to make sure that the cock was securely in and let out a prolonged Aaaahhh.

The feel of warm vaginal walls on the cock was too much for me. Instinctively I started fucking her, pulling the cock out almost full length and ramming into her depth in one strong stroke. She had clasped me on her breasts but I could see her whole body rocking with every push of my cock. The thought of possibly injuring her did not occur to me and I went on fucking with powerful jabs. Her whole pussy and my cock were drenched in our secretions so that the cock could come and go without any difficulty. The sensation on the cock was so sweet! Never had I dreamed that a small stick of eight inches can create such an exquisite pleasure. I felt as if the whole length of my cock was exuding love juices. She on her part was swaying and gyrating her hips as if trying to dislodge the intruder. I was panting heavily while she was cooing with every stroke of my lund.

Shortly, my strokes started getting irregular though no less powerful. I could feel on my cock the gentle milking contractions of her inner muscles. At one point she suddenly became frantic. She grabbed me by arms and legs, ground her mons against mine, almost chewed off my lower lip and scratched my back with her nails. Her whole body went into some sort of spasm and then convulsed. She broke out goose pimples all over her body, saliva drooled out of her mouth and she let out high pitched scream, "Aaaaiiiiiiii......."

For a moment I was scared and stopped my pumping. But then, equally suddenly she relaxed and went limp, totally exhausted. She was bathed in her own perspiration. She could not stop the fluttering of her vaginal muscles and occasional jerk of her pelvis. After some time she came around, ran her fingers in my hair and said, "Whew! Kishor, that was wonderful. How can I thank you?"

I kissed her mouth and said, "I don't know. Can I cum inside your chut?"

She was surprised. She said, "Oh, you have not spilled yourself yet! Wonderful! Yes, I can feel your thick cock filling my pussy. Carry on, my boy, fuck me whichever way you like and release your load in my chut."

During her orgasm she had gripped me so strongly that I could hardly breath, let apart fuck her. Once she was relaxed I had free field to play on. I did not need second invitation. I was also on verge of an orgasm. So, once again I started with long deep strokes. This time however there was a different kind of feel of her chut. I could also feel that the hood of my cock was pulled up and the naked head of my cock was now rubbing against the soft walls of her vagina. Three or four times right on the verge of an orgasm I pulled completely out of her chut, aired the jerking lund till it sobbered and then rammed it in, starting the cycle again. Anyway, with great relish I fucked on and soon reached my climax. Pushing my cock as deep as it could go I released five or six jets of thick jism, overflowing her pussy. She also had a small orgasm with me,

When the cock started wilting, I withdrew and came off her, She sat up pushing her folded sari on her bhos to receive the overflowing semen. She said, "Kishor, To day is the first time I fucked after passing away of your Chacha. No other man has ever touched me, It is good that you are family,"

"Did I do alright? You will have to teach me the tricks."


"You did excellently, And yes, you have a lot to learn."

By this time it was almost day break. She kissed me and reluctantly went to her room. I slept till late in the morning.

Everything changed for better after that fateful night. After a couple of days she assigned me to go collect a long standing loan from a tough guy. To my surprise he paid in full without any trouble. At home Kesar was extremely pleased with my success and straight away increased my salary by 200 rupees. That night after an hour's foray in my bed she admitted that she had rigged the collection of loan so that she can give me a raise without anybody getting suspicious.

Now I was made to work in the office instead of out in the fields. We fucked on like husband and wife. She would decide when to fuck. On the designated day she would go through the charade of treating me harshly, finding faults and scolding at every step, making my life miserable. Other employees would sympathize with me not knowing that that very night I was to fuck her to our mutual content.

She taught me many lessons in the art of fucking. She inspected my cock minutely both limp and erect, and said, "Your Chacha had one very similar to yours, only little thicker but shorter. He also had great stamina. There have been nights when we would talk, then fuck and talk some more and fuck again; he would wear me out."

She in turn allowed me to see her bhos, which I think was quite big. The slit was four inches long. The big lips were thick and fleshy with black silky hair on their outer sides. Inner lips were of delicate violet hue, they would get engorged and peep out from between the big brothers at the time of fucking. Her vagina was smooth and velvety, delightfully narrow for a woman who had delivered a baby. More than that she mastered the art of using her internal muscles; she could squeeze a cock and milk it too.

The most prominent feature of her vulva was her clitoris. It was an inch long and quite thick, looking just like small pipi of a new born boy. It remained hidden between the folds of the lips only to stick out when excited. Then its small head would peep out, shining wet with secretions. It smelled good and tasted good too.

Kesar taught me different positions of fucking, techniques of eating pussy, sucking dick, taking and giving cock into asshole, different kinds of strokes to fuck vagina, mouth and arse. She showed me erogenous zones of female body and how to use them to enhance her pleasure. The only thing left out was how to seduce and fuck a virgin.

Everybody in the family was happy except poor Kundan. Her husband Randhir was suffering from epilepsy since early childhood and was always sleepy under the effect of medicines. Kundan apparently was not getting enough of him. Whenever I saw her I used to mentally undress her and my cock would rise to the occasion. In the early days of her marriage she remained aloof from me but by and by got used to my presence. I would tell her some innocent joke to see her young face lit with laughter. I started dreaming of fucking her and many a times fantasized while fucking Kesar.

Kesar wanted a baby from Randhir to keep up her husband's name. Time passed inexorably but Kundan did nor conceive. Then started visits to doctors offices including quacks to no avail. An year passed and Kesar started getting impatient. One day........

One day she took me to a small room. I thought may be she was horny and wanted a day time fuck. But no, she broke down like a child. This Kesar who had endured her widowhood undauntedly in that man dominated society of India bowled out without restrain. I was moved seeing her so broken. I asked, "What happened, Chachi?"

"Kishor, I don't know what to do, where to go. Today Dr. Ravi clearly told me ..... me ..... "

She started sobbing. Without worrying about somebody catching us I took her in my arms and allowed her to went her feelings. After some time she stopped crying. I got some water for her. I said, "What did Dr. Ravi say?"

"He said that Randhir can never father a child."

"Why not? Both of them are young and healthy."

"He said that the patients with epilepsy are usually impotent and do not live beyond thirty years. Even if they do and produce a child, the child will inherit the disease. Haay haay, Kishor, what shall I do? In spite of all this property, land, buildings, business your Chacha's name will be wiped out."

"Do not worry Chachi, we shall consult another doctor."

"That is not going to help any. I will have to find out some way."

So saying she clasped me resting her head on my chest. She felt between my thighs caught my hardening cock and said, "You know, you are my only solace in this world."

"I know, " I said, "No more talking now." I started lifting her ghaghari.

There was no bed around, it was a bare unused room. She turned around in my arms and bent forwards saying, "Do it from behind, please."

We had not fucked for fifteen days and I was more than ready. Pulling my cock I mounted her doggy style and rammed my full length in one powerful stroke. Her chut was dry but became wet with first few strokes of my cock. I obliged her with a hard fuck of fifteen minutes.

[usaiha2]

Next day only she told me, " Kishor, I have enquired with Kundan. She is still a virgin, Randhir has not been able to fuck her."


"So what next?"

"Next is the only way as I see it."

"And that is?"

"That is you."

I was surprised and said, "Me?"

"Yes, " She said, "You. You fuck Kundan and get her pregnant. Nobody would know whose baby it is. It will be a healthy baby who will take care of Kundan in her old age when I am not around. Your Chacha's name will be preserved. All told it is the best solution of the problem."

What a luck? Kesar herself was offering Kundan for fuck. Yet for the sake of modesty I said, " Chachi, how can I do that with wife of my younger brother? It would be sacrilege. No, no. Think about something else."

"Where is the sacrilege if she is willing? Remember, whole Kuru dynasty in Maha Bharat is full of children produced by person other than the lady's husband. And don't tell me that you have not dreamed of fucking Kundan because you have."

Seeing me hesitating she offered, "You will not go without rewards. If you produce a boy, hopefully, I will write off your debt and give you twenty acres of land of your choice. Say yes, please. Would you not do that much in the name of your Chacha?"

I could not bear seeing her kowtowing. After all she had given me so much happiness and taught me fucking. Besides, how can I refuse a juicy morsel like Kundan?

As a last appeal she asked me despondently, "Do you want me to call in some stranger?"

That did it. I said, "O.K. but what about her? Will she accept me?"

"Of course she will. She also wants to mother a baby. I will take care of her, you don't worry about her."

She did take care of her. The way Kundan smiled and hid herself from me next day showed that Kesar had convinced her for me. I told Kesar, "Don't rush us in this matter. Let me do it my way. I will initiate her carefully so that she will enjoy the first time and demand it again and again."

Kesar told me that she will find out the most fertile period of Kundan and then will arrange for our fucking. During those interim days she provided us with ample opportunities to 'get acquainted'. I had to make first move.

One day during a sleepy afternoon I cornered Kundan and kissed her. Feeling extremely shy she turned around and ran away. But surprise! next time we were alone she was the one who kissed me and did not run away. I tried to feel for her boobs which she kept well hidden but she held off my hands and simply said, "Please ..."

"Please what?"

"Please do not touch me there now."

"Why?"

"I will tell you later."

Considering her pleadings I left the matter. Besides she had said " ...now" meaning that she will allow me some other time. It appeared that she was struggling to come to terms with Kesar's plan. On one hand she did not want to step out of boundaries of marriage and on other hand wanted to get fucked by me and get pregnant.

The fateful night came after seven days. Kesar had made all arrangements. She took me to Kundan's bedroom and told to my ear, "Try to fuck her as many times as you can, please, but be gentle," She pushed me inside and closed the door.

The room was spacious, lit by dim light coming out from the open door of the bathroom on one side, On the other side there was a big double bed. Randhir was laying there snoring and oblivious to the world. There was a single bed on one side where Kundan was sitting like a bride. She had put on choli, ghaghari and odhani without any jewelry or make up. As I approached her I could see her trembling out of fear. How was I to fuck such innocent girl?"

I pulled up a chair near the bed. Pointing to Randhir I asked her, "How about him?"

She said in a meek voice, "He has gone to sleep after taking his daily medicines. He will not budge till morning."

I waited for a while and said, "I fully understand your predicament because I am also sailing in the same boat, more or less. So do not worry, I would not do anything without your permission. If you say so I will just walk out and would not feel bad about it. Do you want me to go?"

She shook her head in negative, but still was feeling shy and was scared. I talked to her from the chair for an hour or so. Gradually she felt at ease and opened up. Couple of times she rewarded me with sweet smile.

Like me she was coming from a very poor family. She was the oldest child with three sisters and two brothers after her. Her father was a small time retailer of ready made garments. She was married to Randhir to square off a debt of ten thousand rupees. That was my dear Chachi, Kesar.

Well, Kundan had little more than average looks. She was slim five feet two inches with a weight of hundred and ten pounds. Her complexion was fair, her face was round and she had long raven black silky hair reaching to her mid-thighs. She had narrow waist and heavy rounded hips. It was not possible to judge her boobs because of the way she was wearing her dresses.

Once she felt comfortable with me I asked, "You know what we are supposed to do to night?"

She did not speak. Out of shyness she lowered her gaze, bit her nails and nodded her head in affirmative. I went to her and sat behind her. No sooner I put my hand on her shoulder she startled and removed my hand. I asked her again, "Tell me one thing, has he .... has he .... fucked you?"

She shook her head in negative.

"That means that even after one year of your marriage you are still a virgin?"

Once again nodding of head in affirmative.

"You know what fucking is, don't you?"

She covered her face with her hands and said, "Yes."

Later on she told me that there was a family living right behind her house with a fence separating the two back yards. That family had few male animals like a horse, couple of bulls and couple of buffalo bulls. Every day morning people from the village would bring their female animals in heat for breeding. Kundan had seen horses, cows and buffalos fucking since her early childhood.

I put my mouth to her ear without touching and said, "Kundan, I like you and will feel privileged to fuck you. Do you like me a little?"

This time she was bold enough to say, "Yes, I like you. You are handsome."

That sent shivers down my spine. "Thanks. One more thing, you know however gently I do it, and I promises I will be very gentle, there is going to be some pain during the first time. You know that, don't you?"

She said, "I know, I am ready for it."

I told her to turn around. Once she was facing me I took her hands into mine and started playing with her fingers. She had shapely delicate fingers. I spread them and closed them, rubbed in between them, reminiscent of fucking movements. I could see smile on her face. Then I kissed her palms. She broke out in subdued squeals of laughter saying, "Don't do that, please, I am very ticklish."

I pulled her into my lap. She came in without resistance. She cuddled with me with her head on my chest and her folded arms in front of her chest. Putting a finger under her chin I lifted up her face. She closed her eyes as I bent down to kiss her. Her soft lips were trembling in anticipation. I went in slowly. I just touched her lips with mine and came out. I did it for some time and once she got used to my lips I gently pressed her lips. This time I lingered for longer time and felt her lips moving. I then opened my lips and took hers between mine and ran my tongue over them.

This was the second girl whom I was kissing on mouth, first being Kesar. What a difference! The delicacy of Kundan's lips was absent in Kesar's but Kesar knew how to use her lips while Kundan had to learn a lot. As a result Kundan tried to break away when she felt my tongue and I had to hold her till the time she started feeling the pleasure out of it. Then after she relaxed and allowed me to kiss her. Down stairs my dick started awaking.

When I broke the kiss to breath I could see her lips swollen with desire and wet with my saliva. I wiped them with my finger. Immediately she turned them in her mouth and wetted them with her own saliva. She said she was feeling tingling in the lips. I said, "This time open your mouth. And don't back away."

I again started kissing those delectable lips. She did not open her mouth. With the tip of my tongue I first caressed the slit between her lips from one end of the mouth to the other, back and forth three or four times. Then pushing the tip between them I pried open, first her lips and then her mouth. My tongue entered and foraged in every corner of her sweet mouth and played duel with hers. I lost the track of time because this kissing was sending shivers up and down my spine too. When I pulled out she continued kissing me with open mouth. To my surprise she darted her tongue out to touch my lips and withdrew before I could catch it. She repeated it like a game of hide and seek, every time eluding my catching her. After some time she separated and giggled covering her face.

I turned her face to me and using some force affixed my mouth on hers. This time I pulled out my tongue, made it stiff like a cock and rammed it in her mouth. After couple of seconds I started in and out movements and fucked her mouth. I could feel shudders spreading all over her body.

All the while she was shielding her breasts with her folded arms. She resisted when I tried to move her arms to get to her boobs. This time she was so much excited that when I pulled out my tongue and moved my head away she lifted her hands to the back of my head to pull me down. Momentarily the front of her chest was left unguarded. Immediately I grabbed her left breast.

I had expected that she would try to free her boob, but surprise again, she put her hand on mine and pressed it on the breast. I gave in, bent my head and started kissing again. At the same time I started undoing buttons of her choli. She was excited beyond protest and in no time her choli was laying on the floor and my fingers were caressing her naked breast. Again I felt tremors coursing through her body.

I was no less excited. My cock had been erect since long. Periodically it was jerking to a higher level of hardness and was secreting copious amount of pre-cum. My pajama was already a wet tent, Before few hours during the afternoon I had evacuated my lund by masturbation to reduce its sensitivity. In spite of all the kissing pressing my lund was not in the danger of losing its gusto.

She had a pair of sweet breasts of a twenty two years old. Perfectly rounded they were sitting high on her chest. The skin over them was velvety smooth and delicate transparent, you could see the blue veins underneath. Each had a centrally placed pink areola with a delicate pink nipple topping it. Both breasts at the time felt heavy and firm due to her excitement. Both the nipple and areola were erect and puffy.

For some time I simply stared at her beautiful breasts. She was feeling uneasy out of shyness and soon covered them with her palms. I gently moved her hands and touched the left breast with tips of my fingers. Goose pimples broke out on her body. I asked, "The other day you did not allow me to touch your breast and said you will let me know later the reason."

"Because I am very tender and sensitive there."

"I am told that that happens when they are growing."

"Mine are. I need new bra every month."

"Will you allow me to caress them today?"

"You like them? They are very small."

"I like them as they are."

"Please be gentle."

I moved my fingers and palm gently on her breast and asked, "Is this alright?"

Surprise again. She pressed hard upon my hand and said, "Not that gentle, I am not made out of glass." She closed my fingers on her firm breast. Women, you can never be right on anything with them.

So, I grabbed one breast and with my other arm around her shoulders I made her lay down on the bed.

While caressing one breast with my fingers I bent my head to the nipple of the other. First I touched the ripe berry with the tip of my tongue, flicked it couple of times and took it between my lips. She placed her hand on the back of my head and pressed my face into her breast. Then I opened my mouth and sucked in the whole of her areola along with the nipple. I sucked like a baby, wetting areola and nipple with my saliva. No sooner she eased pressure on my head than I left one breast and latched on the other. She was becoming restless due to excitement but continued running her fingers in my hair.

At some time I felt a tug on my night shirt. I shifted a little and gave her some space. With a smile on her face she pulled it off and caressed my naked chest. Playfully she pinched my nipple rather forcefully and once again tittered out when I squealed with pain. I in turn bit her on the areola.

My cock was sending messages that it was ready to spill my juices and if I do not put it in her pussy soon, it will spill out all the same, without fucking.

I was laying face down with upper half of my body covering her and lower half on the bed. My lund was trapped between bed and my belly. My pajama was already soaked wet from the pre-cum from my lund.

She pulled my head and resumed kissing. Leaving her breast my hand started on its southward journey. I stroked her flat tummy for some time and reached her ghaghari which was tied with a string around her waist. I could reach her cunt either from above, by untying the ghaghari or from below lifting up the ghaghari. She had kept her thighs crossed with ghaghari held in between, There was no way it could be lifted up. So, catching hold of the string I gave a strong tug and the knot was untied. Immediately her hands flew down to catch the loosened garment. She bunched the ghaghari in her fists and held tightly against her belly effectively guarding her cunt from my fingers. The French kiss, however, continued uninterrupted.

But then I knew the tricks, some learnt from Kesar, others from reading. I started by putting my hand on her covered bhos. She jumped but could do nothing as her hands were not free. I caressed her cunt through her ghaghari my fingers running down over one cunt lip and up over the other. I pushed into the slit but could not reach the clitoris. The cloth was very thin silk thoroughly wet with her pre-cum. It was as if I was caressing her naked bhos. She squirmed a lot and her thighs relaxed somewhat. Not enough though to pull up her ghaghari.

I brought my hand back to her tummy. I knew that she was very ticklish especially around her belly button. I broke the kiss, ran my finger over her swollen lower lip and pushed it in her mouth to suck on, When it was thoroughly wet I pulled it out and took it directly to her naval. No sooner I applied her own saliva to the belly button than she started writhing feeling extremely tickled. In the process her thighs got unlocked she pulled up her legs.


That did it. With her knees pulled up the ghaghari slithered up exposing her thighs. She broke the kiss, pushed me aside and tuned to her side away from me.

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I was left face down on the bed.


She was curled up with her thighs almost touching her chest. I went behind her and laid down spoon fashion. I could push my left arm around her neck bringing her head on my arm. My right arm went to her stomach around her waist. I pulled her tightly against me with her wide hips jutting on my belly,

While I kissed on her neck my hand roamed about on her tummy and tried to reach her cunt. I could not go up to her Venus mount as she was still holding ghaghari over her bhos.

What she was unaware of was that her bhos was exposed from below. From her tummy I moved my hand to her ample hip and from there to the back of her thigh. I worked from the back of her knee up towards her crack. When my fingers reached her cunt she startled a bit but allowed me to caress. Once again I stroked her lips back and forth and felt in the slit for her clitoris. Her slit was over flowing with slimy juice, which made easy for me to glide my finger up and down. At the back end of the slit I could push my fingertip up into her vaginal opening. First one and then two fingers went in without difficulty right up to her hymen. With in and out movements I finger fucked her for some time. I could feel her loosening up a bit, enough to receive my lund. When I took the fingers out she turned on to her back and whispered in my ear, "Chalo na"(Come on, please).

I kissed her sweet swollen lips and said, "Kundan pyari, abhi bhi vakt hai vapas jane ke liye. Kya karana hai?" (Kundan dear, there is still time to go back. What do you want to do?)

That was where she surprised me saying, "Chodo mujhe." (Fuck me)

I did not need second invitation. I rolled over her, pushed my knees between hers and spread them. I took her arms and put them around my neck and said, "Pyari, thoda sa dard to hoga hi, sabr kar lena."(Dear, there will be some pain, bear it please.)

Holding the cock in my hand I rubbed it all around her bhos. She started twisting and turning all the while kissing me. I covered the head of my cock with its foreskin for smooth gliding entry and engaged it in the mouth of her yoni. Once lodged I left it there. laid myself on her soft body. I picked up one of her nipples in my pinch, sealed her mouth with mine and tried couple of shallow strokes of my cock. Nothing happened. Then I delivered the fateful power stroke, which sent my cock sliding into the depths of her sweet pussy, tearing her hymen on its way. On the first stroke only I could burry almost all the eight inches of my cock, touching the deepest recess of her chut. My penetration came to end only when my mons met with hers.

She, as expected, let out a sharp squeal. Randhir, asleep nearby opened his eyes and momentarily lifted his head. My heart missed a beat. Luckily sleep overtook him again and he went on snoring once again.

Having buried my cock in her chut I remained immobile for breathers. I broke the kiss, wiped the perspiration on her brows and said, "There, there, its over, it is over. Welcome to womanhood and wonderful world of fucking. Wait for few minutes and the pain will go away."

My cock, however, did not obey me. For one thing, its cap of foreskin was tightly pulled up on the shaft while traversing through the narrow hymeneal opening; as a result the head which is very sensitive was rubbing directly against the walls of her vagina. Secondly the whole length of my cock was gripped as if in a fist. Lastly, her internal muscles sort of started gently massaging it. What could it do but to jerk a couple of times? The only trouble was to Kundan because with every jerk it became thicker than before and stretched the vagina wider giving some pain to Kundan.

After few minutes stretching of vagina was over. I reassured her that there would not be any pain now onwards. Did I see a flicker of smile on those delicious lips? I kissed her and lifted myself on my arms keeping the cock buried in her chut. I looked between our bellies. Her small cunt was stretched to a round shape hugging the thick cock couple of inches of which were still outside of her vagina. I said, "Kundan, have a look and see how your pussy has swallowed the cock."

She lifted her head, looked below and cried out in fear, "Oh, my God! So thick! There is still some outside. Are you going to push it in? Will it hurt again?"

"No dear, it will not hurt. See, I will show you" I pulled out almost half of my cock and slowly pushed it in. She said, "Do it again"

"This time I am going to pull out whole of it so that you can see how long it is that you could take in." I pulled out completely. She was not scared this time, only surprised. She put her hands on my hips and pulled. The cock found its way and smoothly sailed in.

Friends, there are two ways you can push your cock in vagina. One, smoothly, without any jerk and with steady gentle pressure, adjusting the direction of penetration as necessary. Second, rough, quick stab with forceful entry as if you are stabbing someone with a dagger. Combination of two methods can also be used to increase the pleasure.

It is advisable to use first method while fucking a virgin or a small vagina. Vagina has capacity to adjusting itself to any kind of cock. Once it gets used to your cock you can safely fuck away as you want. Second method is for seasoned pussies.

I had to be careful in fucking Kundan's yoni. I started with gentle slow and shallow strokes using only four inches of my cock. After five or six strokes I took whole cock out and pushed it fully in. I lifted her thighs and wrapped her legs around my waist. This changed the angle of her vulva and last two inches of the cock got buried in her pussy. Every in and out movement of the cock was rubbing her clitoris and raised goose bumps on her body.

My own excitement was also escalating. Fucking Kundan was so different from fucking Kesar. Kesar had relaxed vagina with smooth walls but she knew how to use her internal muscles to milk the cock. Kundan was inexperienced in that quarter and had lot to learn. But her yoni was tight and had rough walls of a virgin. She was gripping my cock like in her fist and rubbing of the cock head on soft rough walls of her vagina was a new experience for me.

After about twenty or so slow strokes I could feel her pussy relaxing. I could also feel faint spasms of her internal muscles. To make sure I kissed her nipples and asked, "Any pain now?"

She did not speak. Instead she sucked my lips, jerked her pelvis and tightened her yoni. I increased the speed and depth of my strokes.

She was rushing fast towards her first orgasm. Her hips started jerking, gyrating and rotating. Couple of times the cock was dislodged from her chut. I said, "Kundan, be careful, don't jump too much, you may get hurt."

She could not speak coherently. She said, "Oh ..oh ... I do not ... do not do ....Aaaahh ....usss ...do not do anything...Oh oh...Something is... ha..ha..happening ..to meeee....hold me....tightly ...please..."

I also could not control myself. I untangled her legs from my waist and straitened them taking her closed thighs between widely opened mine. In this position her bhos went deep in a depression created by her heavy thighs and high mount of Venus. Only half of my cock could get into her vagina. However, even though the strokes were shallow, her clitoris got direct rubbing with every stroke of my lund. Three or four strokes and she went into a strong orgasm.

She stiffened for few seconds and then shuddered several times. Her eyes closed tightly, her mouth drooled out saliva and her legs widened and lifted up giving me easy access to her bhos. I went on pumping without mercy . Her pussy went into a frenzy of spasms and milked my cock to shattering orgasm. My cock spilled out heavy load of semen in five to seven spurts and overflowed her small pussy.

My cock did not wilt immediately after orgasm. Her vagina also continued gentle milking of the cock even when her orgasm was over. Her body was covered with thin shin of perspiration and her face was flushed. She was breathing heavy. Once again I kissed her several times and asked, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, but you are heavy."

I folded her in my arms and turned so that she came over me. She relaxed laying on my body with her thighs spread wide and my half hard lund in her chut. My hands moved over her back and rounded hips. When I pulled her hips against me she squeezed my cock with her internal muscles. My cock responded by hardening again. She moved her pelvis to rub her clitoris on the cock.

I asked, "Kundan, the wound in your pussy is fresh. Does it not hurt when you contract your pussy on my cock?"

She was playing with hair on my chest. She said, "Very little but sweet. Don't you like it?"

"I love it, but I am worried about your pain."

"It does not hurt that bad. See here ..." She contracted again and the cock hardened to full thickness ready for fuck.

I told her to stay over me and fuck me. She started moving her hips asking me, "This way? Thus? How about this?" Up and down, right and left, round and round swayed her hips making my lund go in and out of her chut. However, she got tired in no time and laid down on me.

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Once again I turned taking her in my arms. She spread her thighs and I pushed my cock to her deepest. We had stormy fuck for twenty minutes during which she came twice. At the end I unloaded myself into her pussy.

I pulled out my limp cock, came off her and said, "It is time for me to go. You remain on your back, don't let the semen run out of your pussy."

As I bent down to kiss her she clung to my neck and said, "Please don't go. I would like to sleep cuddled in your arms. Please."

To tell the truth, I also wanted to do that. We went to sleep wrapped in each others arms.

It was about five in the morning when my eyes opened. She was sleeping like a baby. She was looking so cute and innocent, I had no heart to leave her.

Both of us were naked. Her breasts now were soft and flat on her chest, her nipples wilted to small size. She had one leg straight and other bent up at he hip. I could see her cunt between them. It was hard to believe that a small vulva like hers could take in full eight inches of my cock. The fleshy big lips were closed like a door hiding the rest of her vulva.

She opened her eyes when I kissed on her neck. She turned her head and kissed my mouth. Her hand went between my thighs and grabbed the soft cock. She sat up, made me lay down on my back and started studying my cock. Did you notice the magic of an erect cock? It converted a shy and

timid girl into a shameless bold young woman.

Noticing the black mole on my foreskin she said, "Oh, what have you here, a beauty spot?"

"You can kiss it if you like."

She gave a slap on my hip but all the same bent her head to give a peck on it.

"smells good too," she said taking my penis in her fist. In no time it stiffened to attention and ready to fuck.

She whispered, "Kishor, one more time?"

"What one more time?"

"You know very well what I mean."

"Yes I do, but I would like to hear coming out of this sweet mouth of yours."

She laid down by my side, put her moth to my ear and said, "Fuck me, Kishor, fuck me again."

I sealed her mouth with mine and felt for her bhos. It was still wet from last night's fucking. I played with the clitoris for some time while she shamelessly massaged my dick. It was she who took initiative by spreading her thighs and pulling my cock to her pussy. There was no difficulty in penetration, she did not feel any pain. I fucked her slowly with long strokes for next half an hour to glorious orgasms for both of us.

Eventually I had to go before other servants of the family catch me red handed. Kesar was eagerly waiting for me in my room. I gave her a report of night's activity. She was pleased. She said, "Go on fucking her till her next period. I hope she gets pregnant soon."

Those were the most glorious days of my life. During daytime Kundan felt shy of me and avoided me, at night she was a shameless hussy ever hungry for my cock. She was happy all the while, singing and playing around. I fucked her at least twice every night. She also did something I and Kesar had overlooked. Every few days she cornered Randhir during daytime and coaxed him into a mock fuck.

At last Kesar's wish was fulfilled. On the expected day Kundan did not bleed. Next day the hopes went high and it became almost a certainty on the third day. After a week she had morning sickness and few days later Dr, Mehta confirmed her pregnancy.

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Kesar was ecstatic and told me, "No more fucking now, till after the delivery."


I said, "Chachi, get me a wife. I need fucking. Where would I go?"

She admonished me saying, "You forgot me so soon? Now I will allow you to fuck me any time you want."

For long nine months I had to keep off Kundan. During this period Kesar never refused me a fuck. But how can I relish Kesar after tasting Kundan?

Every thing was different, breasts, nipples, vulva, hips, thighs, every thing including response to my fucking. She, however, fulfilled her promise of transferring to my name twenty acres of prime land.

At full term Kundan delivered a hefty boy of nine pounds. Kesar celebrated the occasion with gusto. She distributed sweets amongst the friends and relatives, gave donations to temples and other charities, hosted a feast for college children. We named the boy Aaditya.

At the earliest opportunity I went to Kundan. I smothered her with thousand kisses. She was again her shy self. She said, "He is just like you."

"How can you say so soon?"

She said, "Have a look" and removed his nappy. There, right on his foreskin was a black mole. At the touch of her fingers his little pipi stiffened and let out a mighty stream of urine as if to confirm his mother's contention.

Her breasts had grown to big size. I tried to touch them but she shook my hand away saying, "Not now. After ten days we will......"

Years have passed since then. Randhir died two years after the birth of the boy. Meanwhile Kundan presented me with a girl, whom we named Chandani. Then after Kesar died of cancer of breast. The widowed Kundan inherited all the businesses, land, properties and investments. I returned her the twenty acres of land given me by Kesar.

We waited for an year after the death of Kesar and then got married.

The first thing we did after marriage was to transfer all the property to Aaditya and Chandani becoming their trusties.

Did I do anything wrong? 

What do you think?


To preserve the original flavor I have liberally used some of the Indian words like

Bhos, piki : vulva
Chut, choot, yoni : vagina
Nitamb, kula : buttocks
Lodo, lauda : flaccid penis
Lund : erect penis
Gaand : anus
Choli : skimpy blouse
Ghaghari : short petticoat
Odhani : half saari
Chacha : uncle
Chachi : aunt
Pyari, pyare : dear

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My Indian Mom's Sexcapades 

Ch. 01

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I am 19 years old and live with my mom, who is 32 years old. My mom got married at an early age and had me within a year of marriage. We live on the top floor of a 30 floor apartment complex. We own the whole floor of 5000 square feet and my mom uses a third of its space for her office. Her office and our home are on same floor and connected with different entrance. No one coming to the office would know that it's connected to the house. My mom decorated the office and home so well that it looks like a show room. Her office overlooks the city, with large desk and a full screen projector. One room of the office is showcasing all the products she distributes with beautiful pictures of the models.

My mom is 5' 5" and weighs 48kg. She looks much younger than age. Most people think she is 25 years old. She has a great body measuring 34C-26-36. When she goes out, people just stare at her ass all the time. I used to feel upset and also excited that she is my mom. Many times people asked whether she is my girl friend. She runs a distribution network for a large cosmetic brand and owns the distribution rights for the entire state. She makes good amount of money, stays fit with daily exercise and wears fashionable clothing. She is like the actress in a daily serial shows in India. She would make every man turn their heads. My dad runs a jewelry store and also distributes jewelry to Eastern Europe from Dubai. He has successful business and visits us every 3months. So, I live with my mom and we have some servants who come to the home and leave by 9AM.

My mom has a fixed routine. She wakes up at 6 and exercises until 7:30. She makes sure I am ready, had breakfast and leave at 8AM. She eats breakfast with me. She then goes to shower and she is ready by 8:30AM to start her work. The servants cook, clean the house and leave by 9AM. She has the house and the office for herself until 4PM. She finishes the work by 4PM and takes care of me until 5 PM. She freshens up and does some social meetings with her friends and comes back by 9PM. She spends some time with me, talks to my dad and sleeps by 10PM.

My mom and myself visit our grand parents house every 3 months when i have holidays. This event happened when during one of such visits. After a long drive, we reached our grand parents house in the late evening. After quickly having dinner, we went to bed. People go to bed early in the villages. When we visit, my mom usually sleeps in the room where she grew up and I used to sleep in the second floor of the house. In this visit, I slept in the room adjacent to my mom's room. This room has a small glass window. The glass was coated in one side so that the other person can't see it. They made in such a way to check on my mom from the other room. It used to be my grand parents room. They stopped using it after they expanded the house and it used to be for storing food grains. I slept in this room as I had sprained leg and don't want to climb the stairs.

I was dead tired and was sleeping. In the middle of the night, I heard some noise and woke up. When looked through the window, my mom's room dim light was on. i couldn't believe myself. My mom was wearing a T-shirt and a long skirt. Someone is kissing my mom and squeezing her boobs over her T-shirt with one hand. He was feeling her ass from the other hand. I couldn't clearly make out who this person is. But my mom seems to be engaged with him. She was her one hand on the back of his neck and the other hand feeling his penis over his pants. They both have been squeezing and fondling each other for few minutes.

He started undressing my mom. He opened the skirt button and dropped it on the floor. Mom took off her T-shirt and threw on the floor. Mom was not wearing any undergarments and she is naked. While the other guy was undressing, I was mesmerized to see my mom. She was looking like a carved stone sculpture with right sizes at every level. She has flat stomach like a runway, ass protruding out and the whole body shining like gold in the dim light. I was thinking how could my dad ever keep her so much distance.

Soon the guy undressed and came closer to mom and started squeezing her boobs again. Mom took one of the breast and offered him to suck. He was sucking it hard and squeezing the other boob. My mom started moving her body and dragging his face closer and closer. At times, she was closing the eyes. He occasionally squeezes her ass and lifts her up by holding the ass. It must be done so that he doesn't have to bend too much sucking her boobs.

After few minutes of sucking, I can see that his dick is hard and my mom was holding in her hands. She was teasing his balls by running her fingers on his balls and squeezing his dick in her hands. He stopped sucking and said something in her ear. He went to the bed and sat at the side of the bed. He is facing me but can't see that I am watching. My mom walked towards him and I can see her rear in naked view. She is gorgeous. The way she was walking towards him and her ass swaying as if inviting to be touched, squeezed and fucked is making me crazy. My dick is hard rock now and I don't wanted to touch it. I just felt it awkward that its hard looking at my mom.

My mom reached him, bent down on the knees, said something to him and started sucking his cock. I couldn't see much of her sucking. But the way she is moving in and out, moving the head around and deep throating, I can imaging she must be really good at it. I can now see his face more clearly but couldn't make out who he is. He was lifting his butt and pushing mom's head towards him, may be to push his dick all the way into her mouth. Mom playfully moving sideways and sucking his dick.

After a few minutes of sucking, he held mom's hair and pulled out. He said something to her. She climbed the bed and laid on her back. He went between her legs and started licking her cunt. I couldn't see whether mom's pussy was shaved or not. But the legs are glowing in the dim light. He continues to lick her pussy, squeezing her right breast with one hand and put a finger in her mouth. She was holding his hand and sucking his finger. with other hand, she is pushing his head on to her cunt. He must have licked her for good 15 minutes. All the while, mom's body was twisting. I then saw mom put held his body with legs and pushed his head and made her body in a strange way. May be she just hit an orgasm.

He got up and came closer between mom's legs. She adjusted herself, took his dick in her hands and inserted into her pussy. He started ramming her pussy hard. I can see his popping in and out. He was fucking her so hard that its like he never get the chance again. My mom was making some noises but I couldn't hear much. While fucking, he would squeeze each breast alternatively and suck them sometimes. I am not sure how long it was but it felt like a long time. He is now fucking in big thrusts and pushing mom's body with his fucking. He did few times and suddenly took his cock out. Mom quickly got up and started sucking his cock. Mom was sucking and playing with his balls with her fingers. He arched his head back and held mom's head to his cock tightly. May he just released. There was little pause. When he released his hand over mom's head, she moved her head out and I can see the limp cock near her mouth. She just sucked it clean. Both got up and kissed. He must be tasting his own cum now.

The guy wore his clothes, gave a squeeze to one of her breasts, patted her ass and left. Mom stood there for few minutes. She is looking like a model on the magazine. She is freshly fucked, her body moist with sweat and is glowing under dim light. I felt like taking a few pictures of her. But I was scared to try taking a picture. After few minutes, she went to bed and slept naked. I just realized i just cum in my pajamas. .

I couldn't believe myself. Mom, whom i thought would never look at any one else and devoted wife of my dad is now fucking some one in her parents house. My parents have a great relationship. They always admired, respected and had good time with each other. They have shown me how to love and respect each other in the family. Today, I am seeing my mom getting fucked by someone and started questioning whether all that I have known has any meaning.

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Ch. 02
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Next day morning, I sat for the breakfast along with my mom and 3 other guests. The two men were my mom's childhood classmates and the third women is her cousin. I met them before during my previous visits. Each of them introduced as Gokul, Arnav and Bharu (must be pet name). All of them seems to be in similar age to Mom. Bharu is a woman and chubby compared to Mom. I realized Arnav is the one fucking mom last night. After few smiles, I looked at mom. She smiled back and asked anything wrong. When I look at my mom, her naked figure from last night was echoing in my mind. I must be showing in my face something wrong. I just smiled back and said nothing.

It has been a boring day. Mom was mostly chatting with her cousin and some visitors who came to see mom knowing she is in town. I just killed time until the night waiting to see what happens tonight. In the afternoon, i went to the mom's room and replaced the bulb with higher wattage bulb. I wanted to see mom more clearly. I slept at 8PM and was just peeping through the window to see what happens. Mom came to her room and closed the room. She didn't lock it. She removed her clothes, wrapped a towel and went to the shower. She came back few minutes later wrapped in the towel. She came to the mirror, threw the mirror and was checking herself. She looks gorgeous. One can just spend their entire life looking her naked. I now see that she has shaved her pubic area clean. Not sure if it was done before or today. She moisturized whole body, sprayed deodorant and some body spray. She applied eyeliner, red lipstick and some makeup. She combed the hair and tied as pony. She slipped onto a camisole and a short. She picked her phone, played with it for a minute, threw the phone on the desk nearby and laid down on the bed.

10 minutes just passed by. I am becoming anxious to know what will happen next. I saw her room door opened and a man entered her room. It is Gokul. With a brighter light, I can recognize the person clearly. He came closer to the room and smiled. Mom smiled back. He took mom's right hand and kissed it. She got up from the bed. They came in an embrace and started hugging each other. Gokul is shorter and slightly taller than Mom. He slipped his hand through her short and pulled her up by raising her ass with his hand. He slipped his other hand on mom's bare waist and pulled together. Mom's lips came closer to him and they started kissing. Mom was just hugging him while kissing, They kissed for a while and started removing each others clothes. Both went to the bed.

Gokul laid on the bed on his back. I can see his pubic area is completely shaved. Mom went between his legs and started sucking his cock. She started licking the base, his balls and then way up. He was trying to hold mom's head, but she refused to let him. She was just licking all over his balls and the area around his cock. She finally reached to the cock and started licking in the top. He was lifting his cock up to allow more of his cock to go into mom's mouth. But mom just raising higher and letting his top only reach mom's lips. He must have raised his butt at least a feet now. Suddenly, mom just held his both butt and took his whole cock in her mouth. She just started deep throating and he was trying hard to stay like that to get whole his cock in her mouth. After a minute, he couldn't hold his position like that and dropped his butt down. Mom cleaned up the saliva from her mouth and said something to him.

She laid down on the bed on her back. He came on top of her and started sucking her breast. He was sucking and fondling the other one alternatively. I noticed he was also fingering her pussy. Mom was trying to hold his hand and was guiding into something. He just kept sucking and fingering.

After a while, he stopped sucking and spread her legs. Mom took his cock and shoved into her pussy. He started fucking slowly and in a rhythm. Mom patted his butt to indicate something. He started fucking hard. Mom was responding by moving her body closer. While fucking, he would lean forward and was pinching mom's nipples. At times, mom would hold his land, may be to say it is hurting. He didn't seem to care. He would just switch to other nipple and was pinching. Mom must be making some noises, but I couldn't make out much. I see her mouth go open and sometimes saying something. Sometimes, she used to dig her nails into her butt and pull her body closer to her. After 3 minutes, he pulled the cock out. Mom came to his cock and started sucking. he loaded his cum in her mouth and she sucked him dry. Both got up, kissed and hugged each other.

Mom's body is shining more than yesterday due to brighter light. The sweat on her body is giving a different glow to her skin. Gokul wore his clothes and left. Mom quickly went to the bathroom and came back in a minute. She took her phone, played with it for 2 minutes and put it aside. She laid down the bed naked. I was not able to take my eyes off her body. I thought i would sleep in few minutes just looking at her.

[usaiha2]

Tale of Two Indian Sisters 

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"Aaahhhhhhhh...aahhh... faster... faster."

The ancestral house of Balwant Thakur, the sarpanch(Sheriff) of the village, was empty, but there were sounds coming from the storeroom. Anupriya's naked ass was on one of the wheat sacks. Her legs were locked onto the thighs of Dhondu who was showing no mercy as he was pounding her as hard as he could.

"Oh god... Four days is like four years... ahh... suck my boobs, drink the milk... it's tough to drain it myself." Anupriya moaned.

Dhondu immediately started sucking out the warm sweet breast milk. Although, Anupriya's son Aaditya was weaned off six months ago, she was still secreting milk for Dhondu to feast on and she had to drain it during her bath if he couldn't suck it dry.

"WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE?"

A voice totally shocked them and drained all the blood from their respective bodies. It was Anulekha, Anupriya's eighteen year old sister standing in the door of the storeroom with her eyes bloodshot in anger.

She had come to stay with her sister during college vacation four days ago. She never missed going to the Shiva Temple every Friday. Anupriya faked back pain so she decided to go alone, but halfway there it started raining so she came back to take an umbrella. She found the house empty and then heard the guttural moans of her sister coming from the storeroom. She decided to investigate and got the shock of her life.

Her sister, the daughter-in-law of the Sarpanch Balwant Thakur, the most famous person in the nearby 16 villages, was fucking her lowly servant. Anupriya weakly called out to her to stop but by that time, Anulekha had already run off from the house.

Anulekha waited for Thakur ji to come back home and then returned. Anupriya silently begged her after dinner to hear her but Anulekha refused to listen and threatened to expose them which made Anupriya stop.

Anulekha couldn't sleep that night.

How come her sister who she idolized since childhood could do this?

Mahesh Thakur married her just for her beauty even though their family was dirt poor. Their family is helping her to go to college which would have been an unfulfilled dream otherwise. Yes, Mahesh ji goes for days regarding their granite business, but that doesn't mean she should jump at the first cock she finds.

Dhondu... even his name sounded funny. While her sister looked like a movie heroine and was very popular in her village, he looked like one of the perverts who got beaten by the hero in the old movies. What did she really see in him? He was in his mid 40s too. Was she coerced or blackmailed? But the passion she saw in Anupriya made her think otherwise.

Next day during breakfast, she told Thakur ji that she wanted to go home. Thakur was surprised, but she insisted that she was homesick. Anulekha's village was even more remote than Thakur's and they had just 2 buses, one in the morning and other in the evening. The morning one had already left while the evening one was so jam-packed that no woman would travel unless she had absolutely no choice.

Mahesh had already taken one car while Thakur ji needed the other one for the upcoming village inspector meeting.

There was a shortcut between villages which was accessible by foot or bicycle, so Thakur ordered Dhondu to take her. Anulekha protested but he insisted that it was for her safety. Anulekha stopped herself from telling Thakur that he was sending a wolf to protect the sheep.

Despite a protesting Anupriya, Anulekha packed her bag and then sat in the carrier of the bicycle instead of sitting on the handlebar. Dhondu started cycling. Once he reached out of earshot of the house, he tried to explain.

"Madam-"

"Shut up Dhondu" interrupted Anulekha, "Don't think I forgave you. The only reason I didn't tell Thakur ji was because my sister's life will be affected. But I won't leave you. If you try to talk now or if you ever touch my sister in the future, I'll complain to Thakurji that I left suddenly because you touched me inappropriately while I slept. I'm ready to do this for my sister whom you have blackmailed somehow. Stay away from her."

She had rehearsed this script overnight and wanted to instill fear in him. Dhondu kept quiet and continued cycling. They soon left the village and came into a forested area, which is why it was avoided during night times.

They came across a small waterfall only ten feet tall which led to a small stream. The water was waist high and they had put big boulders for people to skip and cross.

They both got off the bicycle and Dhondu lifted it up his head and moving swiftly, he skipped over the boulders and was at the other end. He put the bicycle down and went back to hold her hand to help her across.

"Get lost, Dhondu," sneered Anulekha, "Do you think I'm a baby that I can't cross these stones myself? I'll never let those filthy hands touch me."

She jumped, but her legs slipped on the boulder, and she fell down in the stream. Her bag also fell in. She got completely drenched and had no choice than to hold Dhondu's hand to come up. Dhondu recovered the luggage bag.

"Are you hurt?" he asked handing over the bag. Anulekha shook her head.

"Do you have any other dress?" He asked and then Anu looked at her chest. The pink salwar kameez was totally sticking to her skin and became transparent showing her black bra prominently.

"Yes, but they are wet too," she cried.

"Ok then, go behind that tree and use my dhoti like a towel and give me your dress. I'll wash the dress and it will be dry in an hour. I'll guard you till then and I promise I won't try anything." He said.

Anulekha wanted to argue but she found no other choice. So she went behind the large tree and wrapped the dhoti around her chest where it covered her sensitive areas. She stripped her dress and gave it to Dhondu. Dhondu insisted she give him her bra and panties as well so that it wouldn't look odd with wet underwear making her dress transparent again. Anulekha realised he had a point and removed her undergarments and gave them to him.

Dhondu went to the stream and washed the dress and put the clothes against the neat stones. He also kept small stones on top to avoid them from flying away in the wind.

She then saw him come close to the tree and then he started walking with his eyes closed towards her. Anulekha wanted to protest but realised that she had nowhere to run. Dhondu sat on the floor and asked Anulekha to sit behind him so that he wouldn't look.

"Look, miss," He started, "What I'm going to tell you next... I just want you to listen with no interruptions. Once I'm finished, you can do what you want. I promise you that if you want, I'll give an excuse of going to Kasi for religious pilgrimage to Thakurji and I'll never come back if you agree to hear.

Also I'm going to tell secrets which are so powerful that I could be killed if they know I told you."

Anulekha was totally flabbergasted. Was he just bluffing or was it that bad? Anyway, they had to be there for at least an hour. The least she could do was listen to it. She came and sat behind him so that their backs were almost touching.

[usaiha2]

 

Dhondu began his story:


"My real name is Dharmendra Kumar after that the great actor but no one calls me that as it's not a good name for a servant. I lost both my parents by the age of 5 and was sent to my uncle's home. But he too was very poor. So he 'sold' me to be the servant of Thakur ji which was actually a blessing in disguise. They made me work hard but still treated me very well.

Then Balwant ji got married and bhabhiji looked after me like a real brother. Then Mahesh was born and I felt so happy. When I was 25, they found an orphan girl for me to marry. Life was so good,I was the servant while she was the cook. I loved her so much.

But then tragedy struck, my wife died of tuberculosis and then a few years later, bhabhiji died of cancer. Both of us were so attached to our wives that we didn't remarry. Balwant was just entering politics, so he hired a nanny to look after Mahesh while he kept himself busy.

Without a mother, Mahesh became more spoiled and Thakur was enabling him. He bought him a motorcycle at the age of 15 and he was showing off to the entire village. One day he had an accident and was hospitalized for a month. We didn't think it was anything serious at the time.

Then Mahesh enrolled in a very famous college in the city and with his money and looks, he was very popular among girls. But one day, he came crying all the way home. Apparently, he was having trouble in having sex.

Balwant ji took him to some of the best hospitals all over the country during the college holiday, but they said that the problem could be treated but not cured.

After college, Mahesh's friend pointed out that there are many granite deposits in our village. So they quietly used their money and clout to buy from clueless villagers and then started quarrying. The money from the granite was so much that Balwant ji gave their agricultural land to lease and started using the granite money to rise up in his political sphere.

Mahesh was constantly travelling to co-ordinate and finalize deals. As he started growing older, the question of marriage kept popping up and everyone wanted to give their daughter to him.

Balwant ji was in a fix. He didn't want his son's secret to come out. So he asked the broker to look out for a conservative girl from a poor family. He was happy to meet your sister as she was very beautiful and your father was a drunkard with a land case with his brothers. So he fabricated a story that Mahesh saw your sister when he came to your village and got smitten by her."

A tear rolled away from Anulekha's eye. All her relatives were jealous of how they got such in-laws. Anupriya used to get so many love letters during her college years and she always wanted to maintain her family honor. It was her beauty which actually turned out to be a curse.

Dhondu continued:

"After marriage, Balwant ji fired the cook because he didn't want a woman for Anupriya to talk to about it and the secret to get out. Mahesh tried all sorts of medications but he could only keep himself hard for just a few minutes maximum before his body gave way. Also sex should be spontaneous, not a mechanical thing.

Your sister tried to be as supportive as possible but it only frustrated Mahesh as he couldn't bear the fact that he had a beautiful wife but couldn't enjoy her as he wanted.

After two months, he gave up and then started concentrating on the granite business which gave him an excuse to be away for days, or even weeks, from home. Balwant ji used his influence to win your father's land case in his favor and also promised to pay for your college tuition. Anupriya knew it was all a bribe to keep her quiet. But she was ready to suffer for her family and a bright future for her sister.

After a year, Balwant ji told your sister that he needs an heir and he had arranged for a fertility clinic to take care of that. Your sister went and started getting treatment for the same. At first, they only gave her a few tablets to 'make her ready' before they could implant a baby.

One day while I was helping Anupriya cut the vegetables in the kitchen, she slipped and was about to fall. I immediately caught her by the hip. She regained her balance, but then she slapped me shouting,

"How dare you touch me like that?"

I was totally shocked. I never looked at Anu in that way and never thought to use her predicament to seduce her In fact, I used to call her beti at times. I quietly left the kitchen.

Half an hour later, she came to me sobbing with apologies. In her mind, the hormonal tablets intended to make her more fertile were actually making her more and more horny. Even my hand on her hip got Anupriya aroused and the slap was to stop things getting into a bad way. She felt ashamed with her needs.

I had no choice than to accept her apology as I know how it feels to be horny but not able to do anything. After my wife died, I used to go and watch Rangeela movies (porn movies) in the theatre but never felt like visiting a prostitute in the national highway near dhabas. I didn't want to cheat on my wife despite her being dead.

A couple of days later, we had forgotten about that incident and started behaving as before. One afternoon she said that her back was hurting so she needed a massage. I didn't know how to deny it without appearing bad, so I reluctantly agreed.

She lay on her stomach and lifted up her kameez. I poured some castor oil on her back and started massaging her. As I kept massaging, she wanted to go higher and higher. I kept lifting her kameez until I came across her bra strap. I didn't want to go any higher.

She asked what the problem was and I said it was the strap. She coolly told me to unhook it and continue massaging.

With shaking hands, I slowly unhooked her bra and started massaging. I kept making circular movements and the edges of my fingers were touching her breasts. She was moaning appreciatively. I thought it needed to stop before I end up doing something bad and removed my hands.

She said, "Why don't you massage my chest?" And suddenly turned up. Her bra wasn't doing a good job to cover her breasts and I could see most of them. My adrenaline kicked in and I immediately ran away. I could hear her laughing while I bolted out of the door.

Next day after Balwant ji left, she called me from the bathroom. She was wearing the petticoat over her chest as you are wearing now. She said she forgot to switch on the geyser and wanted me to bring the hot water from the solar heater in Thakur's room.

I brought a bucket of hot water and she was already seated in the bathroom. She asked me to apply soap and clean her back as she was getting itchy.

I didn't know how to apply with the petticoat, so she removed it and was completely nude but I was only able to see her back. I started applying on her back and I could see glimpses of her breasts. She then stood up and turned towards me. I was so aroused looking at her naked body. She was like an angel.

Wordlessly I started applying soap on her breasts. I was making circular motions to rub on them. She was getting aroused too. She saw my erect penis making a tent in my lungi and put her hand inside it. I too followed it by rubbing her hairy pussy.

We were doing this and suddenly a vase fell down in the kitchen because of a stray cat and we came back to our senses. I ran away yet again and went into the field. I knew things were getting out of hand. I couldn't betray the family that gave me shelter and my wife even though she was now dead. I understood that your sister was sexually starved but my morals were more important than that.

After an hour, I went back home and went to Anu's bedroom. She was wearing a nightie and crying next to the window. I know she too felt embarrassed at what happened. I went near her to talk.

Suddenly, I found myself hugging and kissing her like in English movies. I pushed her against the window. I put my hands on her buttocks and lifted her up so that she could wrap her legs on my thighs. I didn't know what I was doing, my mind wanted to talk but my body was doing something else.

My hands lifted up her nightie until it was bunched up on her waist. I pulled her panties so hard that they got ripped from her body. Although I'm usually a gentle lover, the animal inside wanted raw action. I pulled my lungi down and didn't even care about the foreplay and plunged my cock inside her.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Anupriya shrieked in pain, "Dhondu, you are so big, I can't tolerate the pain, take it out. I'm begging you."

But the problem is that once a pole goes in a hole, it won't come out until he came out. I kept pounding her mercilessly. Anupriya held the grills of the windows in her hand to balance herself as she was sandwiched between me and the wall.

After a while, her painful grunts turned into passionate moaning. Her insides finally got adjusted to my cock size. Her moans were encouraging me to pound her harder. Her entire face was becoming redder and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

With a huge shriek, Anupriya finally had her orgasm. I stopped pounding her to have her enjoy the moment. She looked at me with a sense of satisfaction on her face.The next moment, tears started flowing out. She covered my entire face with kisses as if thanking me.

She said, "Thank you, Dhondu, for giving me the first orgasm of my life."

But my dick was still inside her and it was still hard. So I lifted her and dropped her on the bed with my cock still inside. I removed her nightie over her head.

I admired her breasts. They were so perfectly round and shapely just like yours with pinkish brown nipples. I plunged my head and started sucking and licking them one by one. While doing so, I slowly started moving inside her.

Anupriya was overwhelmed with emotions. First, I pounded her like an animal, but now I was doing it slow in a rhythm while sucking her breasts. She started moaning appreciatively.

It continued until she had her second orgasm. I too couldn't control myself anymore and came inside her. It was the first time I came inside a woman after nearly a decade and I kept ejaculating inside her filling her womb completely. My starved penis finally got satisfied and slowly came out flaccid.

We realised that we are too trapped souls who found each other. Sex is a basic need for every human just like hunger and we are entitled to have it. We started having it every day and since Balwant ji was busy with elections and Mahesh with the granite business. We had plenty of time. Sometimes when Balwant ji goes to party headquarters, he goes for 3 to 4 days. We used to make readymade khakra to save time and all we did those 3 days was eat, sleep and fuck.

Anupriya didn't get a period that month and tests confirmed that she was pregnant. We were so afraid if it was my baby but I told her that if that's the case we will elope together.

We had sex during pregnancy until eighth month and then she came to your place for delivery. Thankfully, Aditya looks just like his mom, so we are not sure who the real father is. She rushed back after delivery just so that she could be with me. Sex made her slim down faster and regain her former figure and giving her milk to me also helped.

She no longer cares about how Mahesh treats her, we are soul mates. Anupriya once admitted that she was contemplating suicide but my arrival in her life gave her purpose. She was also happy when Balwant ji fulfilled his promise by sending you to college so that you could lift your family out of poverty.

Now tell me Anulekha ji, should I leave the household and go to Kasi? I'm ready to do anything as long as you are happy."

[usaiha2]

Anulekha could no longer bear this. She started crying. She didn't realize how much her sister sacrificed herself for the sake of her family and she had said so many harsh things to her yesterday. She wanted to go back and fall on her knees and apologize.


She opened her eyes and saw Dhondu sitting right in front of her...

Anulekha was staring at Dhondu like a deer looking into headlights. She couldn't recollect how he moved in front of her. She slowly became aware that only one piece of cloth was saving her 'honour', and that not too well as it was slightly transparent.

She saw Dhondu's eyes and there was something naughty dancing in them. He was looking at her like a wolf eyeing a lamb. He reached forward and put a hand on her bare thigh.

"NOOO! STOP IT DHONDU! THIS IS WRONG! I'LL COMPLAIN TO BALWANT JI!"

Anulekha's brain was telling her to scream but her mouth seemed to have lost its connection as nothing came out.

Dhondu kept moving his hands up her thighs and into her Dhoti. Anulekha instinctively closed her legs, but Dhondu put his big hands between her thighs and slowly pried them open.

Anulekha's eyes fell on his crotch and she was amazed to see the big bulge forming in his underwear. It was like a tent, and something looked desperate to come out. For some reason, Anulekha couldn't stop looking at it.

Dhondu's rock hard hands eventually found its way inside her thighs and reached her crotch. He touched the outer labia of her pussy and immediately she let out a moan. Dhondu slowly kept rubbing it, and Anulekha started getting wet.

With his other hand, he slowly pulled off the Dhoti, the only garment which was between her and nakedness. Anulekha instinctively crossed her hands on her chest obstructing the view of her breasts.

Dhondu didn't care. He knew as long as he controlled her sin hole, he could make her remove them on her own. He parted her legs even more so that he could get better access to her hairy pussy, and could now see her pink lips being massaged by his hands.

Dhondu used his other hand to push Anulekha back and she lay down on the ground on her back with her hands still covering her chest. He came closer to her and slowly parted her hands to display her breasts.

Anulekha didn't protest, nor did she try to cover herself again. She was now lying on the grass with her hands and legs apart giving an ample view of her breasts and pussy.

Dhondu stopped a moment to feast his eyes on the beauty. She had a cute face, her breasts were already 32C at the age of 19, her pinkish-brown nipples which looked so irresistible, thin shapely waist with a cute belly button, and nice childbearing hips giving a wonderful hourglass figure to her. The bushy black crotch hair looked to have been made out of silk with her wetness glistening like early morning dew.

"Wow, you look even better than your sister!" Dhondu managed to say, and he wasn't lying.

Anulekha's face turned pink by blushing. She had grown up under the shadow of her older sister, Anupriya, and never considered herself beautiful. She knew she had many admirers in college but she didn't want to give Balwant Ji a bad name for providing free education, and the boys were afraid to approach a girl from the powerful family.

But Dhondu didn't care about the risk. Just this morning, he had packed all of his belongings in a suitcase to run away in case something bad happened, but the entire scenario has changed so much in the last half an hour. He knew that the only way to stop her from exposing him was to include her in this act of lust.

Anulekha was totally conflicted. Her mind was telling her to stop, but her body wasn't listening. She used to hear gossip among her friends in college about having sex in secret but never thought it would happen to her. And with this ugly servant instead of a handsome Prince Charming. Also, she reminded herself, that she was in an open area where anyone can walk by. She was breathing very heavily which wasn't doing anything good as her firm breasts were jiggling. Dhondu couldn't stop marveling at the sight.

He bent down and kissed her breasts. He put his mouth fully over them and ran his tongue on her nipples. Anulekha gave a slight moan. Her nipples became even more erect making it look like the twin domes of Taj Mahal. Dhondu bit her breasts slightly to give her a pleasurable pain. His other hand was still fingering her pussy as he knew he had to keep her remote control in his hands.

For the next 10 to 15 minutes, Dhondu kept alternating his work on her breasts. He kept sucking, nibbling, licking, and biting them. He had a huge boob's fetish. He would pour honey on Anupriya's breasts and suck them for hours until she begged him to stop and fuck her. He sighed, knowing he had to stop and move to the next phase.

He reluctantly moved down to her navel. Her breasts were glistening with his saliva and bore pinkish-purple love bites. He kissed her navel and ran his tongue around it. Anulekha moaned appreciatively.

Dhondu's face came further down as he used his hands to widen her legs. His eyes were level with her hairy pussy and he could see her bright pink lips. The sweat on her bushy hair looked like early morning dew on the grass.

Anulekha realized that Dhondu was admiring the part of her body which was considered so sacred that only her husband should see it. She put her hands on her face to hide it from the world to avoid embarrassment.

Dhondu opened his mouth and gave her pussy lips a kiss. Using his hands he widened it further and put his tongue inside. Anulekha gave a loud moan as Dhondu's tongue touched the most sensitive part of a woman. Her pussy started lubricating and becoming even wetter.

Dhondu had seen oral sex in English porn movies and decided to try it on Anupriya. The results were instantaneous. He could make her come just with his tongue and it was useful when used both as foreplay and during the period his penis needed a timeout. A lot of men in his area thought it wasn't manly to go down on a woman, but Dhondu cared for Anupriya and loved to see her orgasm. Plus, he loved eating pussy.

Anulekha couldn't control herself. Her hands were moving across to pinch her own breasts and another hand was running through Dhondu's hair to guide him better. Her moaning became more spontaneous as she lost track of everything. Her body was aching for that orgasm.

Dhondu knew she would orgasm soon if he continued, but he wanted his penis to achieve that. He stopped eating and got up. He pulled down his underwear to allow his cock to be finally free.

Anulekha gasped looking at his cock. Dhondu may not look like porn star material, but he had a 7.5inch thick cock. It was jet black with a large head like a mushroom and was already oozing precum.

Dhondu spat on his hands and lubricated his cock. He locked his palms on her wrists and then positioned himself right at her entrance. He really needed the help of his hands to find the spot, but he knew that holding her hands were more important. His cock kept rubbing her entrance trying to find a way in.

After a few unsuccessful attempts, he finally thrust the head of his penis into her vagina. Anulekha felt a surge of pain hit her. Despite all the lubrication, her tight virgin pussy couldn't take his thick cock.

She tried to push him off but her wrists were locked by his hands like handcuffs. Her petite body tried to throw him out but decades of grueling physical work had made him into a rock-solid brute with firm muscles. He had also locked her legs to prevent her from thrashing out.

"NOOO ... DHONDU...TAKE IT OUT... I CAN'T...BEAR IT... I MIGHT DIE!"

Anulekha desperately shouted hoping that Dhondu might pay heed to his words but her mind remembered what he said earlier - "Once a pole finds a hole, it won't come out until it cums."

Dhondu had predicted that her virgin pussy would put up a struggle and he had planned it well ahead. He could reminisce the familiar feeling of tight pussy walls around his cock. He knew the only way to make an omelette is to break the egg, so he plunged all he could in one go.

Anulekha gave a bloodcurdling cry. It was lucky she was in a forest as she might have woken up her neighbours at home. She once fell down and broke her wrist, but that pain was nothing compared to this. Dhondu's hands were so tight that it was cutting off her blood circulation. Tears were rolling down her face as her body felt like a knife had entered her.

Dhondu waited for some time for her to adjust to his size then he slowly pulled out. Anulekha was relieved as it was moving out, and then suddenly he thrust in, once again making her wince in pain. He kept doing this again and again.

Slowly Anulekha's pain started being replaced by pleasure. Her shrieks were replaced by moans. She could finally get why people have sex despite the pain it gives. Dhondu realized this change and slowly started increasing the pace.

Anulekha was now moaning non-stop and Dhondu decided to shift gears. He started pumping her as hard as possible and her increased moans were only fueling him. Anulekha started approaching her orgasm.

Dhondu sensed it and moved at the highest speed he could. Anulekha gave a loud shriek and her body moved a little up. She finally had her first orgasm. She felt as if her soul had left her body and reached a heightened state.

Dhondu stopped for some time to give her a chance to enjoy her orgasm. He kissed her on her lips and whispered: "Congratulations, you are now officially a woman."

Anulekha smiled weakly as she was slowly coming to terms with what had happened. Dhondu released the grip on her hands and she felt a sharp pain as blood finally reached her fingertips. She then realized that Dhondu hasn't come yet.

Dhondu had the ability to delay his orgasm, making Anupriya have multiple orgasms many times. He was gentle with Anulekha as it was her first time, and now he was going to show his other side. Without any warning whatsoever, he started humping her at maximum speed.

Anulekha was just recovering from a tiring session and didn't expect another assault. Her now free hands hugged him tightly and her legs were locked around his thighs. Her fingernails were digging into his bare back. Her moans were replaced by visceral grunts.

Dhondu was giving an exhibition of his stamina as he didn't lower the speed even once. Anulekha's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she was drooling from her mouth. With another shriek, she had her second orgasm. Dhondu too gave a grunt as he also climaxed.

She felt a jet of warm semen hit inside her. Then there was a series of secretions until she felt her womb being flooded. She felt her walls relax as he was losing his erection. He rolled off her and lay on the ground, trying to catch his breath. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his cum leaking out of her vagina like lava. He smiled. There was something so satisfying to see your semen come out of a virgin woman - as if you were mountaineer planting your flag on an unscaled peak.

Anulekha felt so spent as if she ran a marathon at top speed. She couldn't comprehend the fact that she had the best time of her life in an open forest. Once the euphoria of her orgasms subsided she realized that she had lost her virginity, which was considered an 'honour' in her society, to the same man who had fucked her sister. A tear ran down her face as she saw a mixture of blood along with semen draining out from her pussy.

Dhondu realized that he needed to change her mood. He just lifted her and carried her off like a corpse. He went to the waterfall and put her under the water. She didn't expect him to throw her into the water just after having sex. The cold water woke her up from the trance, and she could also feel her body ache in different, unexpected places.

Dhondu started cleaning her, but it was just an excuse to touch her erogenous zones. He took her hands and made her hold his cock and motioned her to give him a handjob. Now both their bodies were under a shower made by nature with Dhondu sucking her boobs while Anulekha was giving him a handjob. She realized that he started getting erect once more.

Dhondu put his hand over her buttocks and lifted her. Anulekha wrapped her arms around his neck and straddled her legs around his thighs. With a bit of help, Dhondu inserted his cock inside her vagina and then started moving his hips while she was suspended on his thighs.

Anulekha once again went to her euphoric state. With cold water falling on her and his hot dick thrusting in her, she was experiencing something very few can boast of doing. Dhondu was showing amazing stamina as he was holding her without any fuss. He had been physically working for 40 years and could unload an entire tractor-trailer worth of wheat sacks without breaking a sweat. He might not boast of having a chiseled body or six-pack, but if there was race carrying a heavy load, he would easily put the gym freaks to shame.

Anulekha finally came to another climax and her grip on him started loosening, but Dhondu held her tightly and kept thrusting her until he released his load for the second time.

They came out of the waterfall and stood like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden allowing the sun to dry themselves. Anulekha used Dhondu's lungi to dry her hair. They got dressed but Dhondu refused to give her bra and panties back as he wanted a memento of this time.

They started cycling back towards Balwant Ji's house. This time she sat on the handlebar. They came across the mango orchards which were owned by Balwant Ji. It was off season so there were no mangoes around.

"Stop teasing me," Dhondu suddenly said.

"What did I do?" Asked Anulekha.

"I'm in front of mango trees and you are tempting me those ripe mangoes," he said, squeezing her breasts.

"Not again, Dhondu," she begged.

"Try convincing him of that," he said and pressed his erection against her back.

He then started cycling inside the mango grove until they came to a spot deep inside the trees with enough foliage not to be seen from the road.

"What if someone comes?" asked Anulekha.

"Even a crow will think twice before trying to eat Balwant Ji's mangoes," replied Dhondu, although he has now eaten the mangoes of the two women under his protection.

Dhondu pushed her back against a tree and lifted her kameez. Since she wasn't wearing a bra, it gave him direct access to her breasts and he happily started sucking them. He put his hand inside her salwar and started rubbing her vagina. Anulekha started getting hot. She pulled down his dhoti, removed his cock from his underwear and started stroking it.

Dhondu was delighted to see that she now happily participated in this rather than just being a starfish. He now knew that she was now under his control. He turned her around and bent her so that her hands were resting on the tree and her ass was displayed prominently. He slapped her ass, causing her to wince in pain.

"You have the shapeliest ass I've ever seen," he said, " I guess it needs something in between."

"NOOOO!" screamed Anulekha "My pussy is really sore. I don't want my ass to suffer today as well. Please do my pussy again."

"Okay," said Dhondu "Remember that you owe me a debt and I'll collect it pretty soon, but I'll use Vaseline next time ".

Anulekha couldn't believe that she would literally beg for a man to fuck her pussy. That someone who made it his mission to remain invisible and docile in her sister's family is now commanding her. Dhondu kept slapping her ass and she realized that she actually loved the pain while having sex.

After another marathon, she finally came. Her hands gave way and she fell down on the ground. Dhondu pulled the kameez over her head and made her totally topless. He caught her by her hair and brought her face towards his erect cock. Anulekha stared at it from close proximity. It looked like the creature from Tremors movie. He made her lips touch the tip.

"No Dhondu," she pleaded "I'll do anything but that."

"Who said you had a choice in this?" laughed Dhondu and pulled her hair even harder "I'm on a mission to make you like your sister."

Reluctantly, she opened her mouth and tried to swallow the head. She felt a strange taste and smell which was a combination of sweat and both of their secretions. Dhondu used the grip on her hair to guide her into sucking his cock.

Anulekha felt her jaw getting hurt by the sucking and Dhondu kept deep throating her. Her knees were also aching as they were scbanging the floor. She was wishing it would end. Soon enough, she felt the front part of his penis expand a bit and her instinct said he was about to cum. She tried to pull her head back but Dhondu almost read her mind and pushed his cock even further inside her throat.

Dhondu finally came and he was flooding her mouth. With no chance to breathe, she had no other choice but to swallow. Some of the cum leaked from her mouth and started dripping on her breasts. Dhondu started losing his erection and pulled out. Some of the residual semen fell on her neck, breasts and belly. Anulekha ran her tongue on her lips to taste it. It was warm, sticky and a bit salty.

"I'm sorry Thakur ji." Anulekha was standing in front of Balwant and the administrative officer with her head bowed down. They were having lunch in their family dining room. Anupriya was standing right behind them with a bowl of rice in her hand. But Anulekha's main concern was if her semi-transparent duppata was hiding the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"I realized how rude it was for me to reject your hospitality and leave abruptly. I'll stay during the remainder of the vacation." she continued.

"That's ok beti," said Balwant "I just want you to be comfortable as if this was your house. Now go and freshen up. Your sister has cooked amazing biriyani."

Anupriya was totally shocked how her sister had returned back after all the drama she created in the morning. Then she noticed her walking with difficulty. She looked at Dhondu and saw a devilish grin on his face.

"YOOOUUUUU!!!" she mouthed silently, with her eyes flaring in anger.

Dhondu grinned even more as his mind was already planning of having a threesome with the sisters.

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