Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 118 – Pihu Goes Back To Get Delivery Of Her Blouse

 

Pihu’s POV- I took an auto-rickshaw to the address chacha had written on the back of the bill receipt. When I asked, the driver told me it was in a lane where autos couldn't go there, and I'd have to walk. I paid the fare, got off the auto-rickshaw, and started walking as he had told me. The driver was right. It was a small, narrow alleyway lined with large, old multi-story buildings on both sides. The numbers were written outside the buildings. I continued walking down the street, observing the numbers. On my way, I reached the house where chacha had written the number on his address. I noticed it was a five-story building. Some children were playing outside. When I asked them, they told me chacha lived there, on the third floor. I took out my phone to confirm and dialed his number. His phone started ringing, but no one answered the call. The call disconnected automatically. I tried again. This time, after the bell rang, someone answered. I thought it would be Chacha himself. But then I heard a young man's voice on the other end. "Hello!" I said, "This is Salim Chacha's number, isn't it? He works as a tailor?" The man on the other end said, "Sure. Tell me." I said, "Actually, I had Chacha make a blouse for me. He asked me to have it delivered to your house today. That's why I came." After listening to me, the man asked, "Where are you right now?" I said, "I'm standing just below your house." He said, "Come up the stairs. On the third floor. We live there." I hung up the phone and went up the stairs to the third floor. I saw a man about my age sitting there, working on a sewing machine. I realized that this was Chacha's younger son he was talking about. I looked at him carefully. Chacha hadn't exaggerated. His son was indeed handsome. He was tall and broad, with a fair complexion like me. He had a thick black beard and moustache on his face. But even that, he looked quite handsome. I stood outside the door, staring at him. After a while, his eyes fell on me, and he immediately got up from his machine and said, "Hey, why are you standing outside? Come in." I went inside. It was a medium-sized room, with various clothes scattered all over the floor. In one corner, there was a sewing machine, on which the man was working till then. The man showed me a chair and said, "Please sit." I sat down, took the bill receipt from my purse, and handed it to him. The man read my name on the receipt, looked at me, and said, "Oh, so you're Pihu?" I nodded, "Yes." Hearing this, he laughed a little and said, "It's nice to meet you, Pihu. I've never met you before. But I've heard your name from Abba (father) many times." I said, "So you're his son?" He said, "Yes. I'm his youngest son. My name is Zafar." I said, "It's nice to meet you too, Zafar." Then I said, "Do you know if my blouse is ready or not yet?" Zafar said, "It's definitely ready. Abba stayed up almost midnight yesterday and made your blouse himself. He even told me you could come take delivery of it today. Abba told me a lot about you. He's just gone to the bathroom to take his shower. He has your blouse with him. Please sit for a while; he'll come and give it to you."

After listening to Zafar, I wondered what chacha might have told his son about me. He didn't tell me anything wrong, did he? I asked Zafar, "What did chacha tell you about me?" Zafar laughed and said, "Well, Abba has said a lot about you." I said, "Like what?" Zafar said, "Like he told me a very beautiful woman named Pihu is coming this afternoon to take delivery of her blouse. And he was right. You really are very beautiful." Hearing a stranger praise my beauty, I felt both flattered and embarrassed. I smiled and said to Zafar, "Thank you for your nice compliment, Zafar. I’m really flattered by it." Zafar said, "That's not a compliment, it's the truth." Then he said, "Look, I forgot. You sit here, I'll be right back." With that, he walked out the door. I sat there alone, thinking about Zafar's words. He was truly a good man. He was good not only in appearance but also in his heart. I liked his manners. A short while later, Zafar returned. This time, he held a tray containing a glass of green liquid. It was probably some kind of sherbet (a water-based drink made by diluting sweetened fruit juices and served with ice). He extended the glass to me and said, "Take this." I asked, "What is this?" Zafar laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's just sherbet. Actually, my wife has gone to her parents' house with the kids today. And she's the only woman in the house. If she were home, she would have made your hospitality even better. But unfortunately, she's not here today. So, the responsibility of hospitality of yours falls on me today. I made this sherbet for you with my own hands. Please drink it and tell me how I made it." I took the glass of sherbet from his hand, took a sip, and said, "Hmm, you made it quite well." Zafar said, "I hope you're not saying this just to please me. It must be really well made." I said, "Trust me, I'm telling you the truth. It's really made well." Zafar said, "Thank you." Then I downed the rest of the sherbet in one gulp. Zafar took the glass from my hand and left. I sat down again. After a while, this time, Chacha came into the room and came to me and said, "Hey, you've come already? You didn't have to sit for long, did you?" I said, "No, it must have been about 10 or 15 minutes." Chacha said, "Did Zafar give you something to eat or drink, or did he forget? He's a very nice guy, but he's quite forgetful." I laughed and said, "No, he gave me sherbet." Then I said to him, "Please give me my blouse. I have to go back." Chacha said, "What's the hurry? You've just arrived. This is your first time at my house, and you're going to leave right away? Let me show you my house." With that, he started showing me around. Finally, we entered Chacha's bedroom. It was a large, well-appointed room. I said, "Chacha, is this whole house yours?" Chacha said, "In a way, you can say that. Actually, it's our ancestral home. My grandfather built this house, which came to my father's share. My father had five children in total: me and four other brothers. Before he died, my father divided the house among us five brothers equally. Each brother got a floor. I got the third floor." I asked, "How many children do you have, Chacha?" Chacha said, "I also have five children. Three sons and two daughters." Everyone is married and has their own children. My eldest son works in Mumbai, and my middle son in Gujarat. Only my youngest son lives with me. I'm also getting older now. I never know when God will call for me. I should have a son nearby, right?" I said, "That means you're quite wealthy." Chacha said, "Not rich literally, but with God's blessings, I manage to get through the day well." Then he asked his son to bring my blouse. Zafar came and handed my blouse to his father and left. As Zafar left, Chacha handed my blouse to me and said, "Take your blouse. I stayed up almost all night yesterday sewing it for you. Try it on once and see if it's okay." I said, "But where should I wear it?" Chacha said, "Put it on here." I said, "Then leave the room." Chacha said, "Hey, why are you feeling shy in front of me? Try it on quickly. If there's a cut, I'll have it altered right away." I said, "Chacha, it was a different matter at the shop. Your son wasn't there. But he's here now. In front of him like this..." Before I could finish my sentence, Chacha interrupted me and said, "Don't worry about him. He'll only come here when I call him. You can do anything here without any fear." I said mischievously, "Anything?" Chacha understood what I meant and said, "Yes, anything. Only if you want." I said, "Let me try it on first." Chacha said, "Of course!" With that, he closed the door to his room and locked it from inside. Now we were both completely alone in the room.


Chacha closed the door and came back to stand beside me. I boldly, without a trace of shame, removed the lapel of my saree from my chest. Then, in front of him, I began to unhook the blouse, one by one. As soon as I had unhooked all the hooks, Chacha himself took the blouse off me. I then put on my new blouse and hooked it. I said, "It looks perfect. Your handiwork is truly unmatched, Chacha. It fits me perfectly." Chacha then came closer to me and said, "Let me take a look." He held me and started looking at me from all sides. Then he said, "Yes, it's perfect. It's made exactly to your measurements. Perfect. Now, take it off." I unhooked the new blouse and took it off. Now I was standing in my bra. The blouse I had worn when I came here was in Chacha's hand. I said, "Chacha, give me my blouse." Chacha smiled slightly and said, "What's the hurry? You can wear it later, and you'll be comfortable. Let me love you a little first." I said, "No, Chacha. Your son is outside. He'll get suspicious. Not now, later." Chacha said, "I don't know when I'll see you again. I don't even know if I'll be able to. Please don't refuse me. Let me love you a little. And anyway, Zafar won't be here. You can be at peace." Saying this, Chacha came over to me, unhooked my bra, took it off my body, and threw it to the floor. Now I was standing before him, completely naked from top of my body. Chacha held my hands and sat me down on the bed, then came and sat himself next to me. Chacha completely removed my saree. Now I was sitting on the bed in front of him, wearing only my petticoat. He held both my boobs in his hands and began to gently squeeze them. After squeezing my boobs thoroughly for a while, he brought his face closer to my boobs and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it while he continued to gently squeeze the other. After a while, he removed my nipple and began sucking and squeezing the other tit. This continued for a long time. Chacha sucked my nipple and squeezed the other tit. Then he sucked my second nipple and squeezed my first tit. For a long time, he sucked and squeezed both my boobs in turn. By then, I was quite aroused. I tried my best not to utter a word so that his son, sitting outside the room, wouldn't even notice our activities inside the room. How could I, a young slutty woman, be doing all this with his 65-year-old father? But once the dark clouds of desire and lust engulf your heart and mind, you can't stop yourself even if you want to. And I'm such a sex-crazed woman that holding myself back for long is always difficult. So, despite my unwillingness, a soft moan escaped my throat, "Oh... Chacha... please let me go... don't torment me like this...please…" I don't know if my voice reached Zafar, who was sitting outside the room, but at that moment, it was not only difficult but impossible for me to stop every single sound that came out of my mouth. I pressed my boobs tightly against Chacha's mouth and moaned again, "Umm..." This time, the sound came out of my throat even louder than before. I didn't want to do this, but I was helpless. The situation demanded it. So, I decided to surrender myself to the situation. And that's exactly what I did.


Chacha gently laid me on the bed on my back and himself climbed on top of me. While fondling my boobs with one hand, he untied the string of my petticoat with the other, discarding it on the floor as well. Only my panties were left on my body, which would soon have the same fate as my other clothes. Chacha lay on top of me, and his cock was poking my thigh even through his lungi (traditional wear for men). I thought he might insert his cock into my pussy right away. So I went to tell him, "Chacha, please don’t do something right now..." I couldn't say anything more. Before I could, Chacha placed his lips on mine, smothering me. He squeezed my delicate, soft lips between his rough ones, squeezing them tightly, as if to extract juice from them. I placed one hand behind his neck and brought his mouth closer to mine. Then I began to feed him my lips. He was sucking my lips, and I was sucking his. As we sucked each other's lips, I slipped my tongue into his mouth, and then started playing with his tongue, taking it over mine. I realized how much Chacha had mastered the game of fucking when I felt his rough finger enter my own wet pussy. I looked down and realized that he had already removed my panties and, inserting his finger into my pussy, had begun to finger me. By then, I was so hot that my pussy had already started to flow. Chacha removed his mouth from my mouth and brought his mouth to my boobs. He began sucking them with great passion. He alternated between sucking both my nipples, but never once removed his finger from my pussy. He continued fingering my pussy while sucking my boobs. And in between, he was lightly scratching my clit, my weakest point. It was creating a different kind of pleasure in my entire body. And I didn't have the strength to bear it. I was diving into this ocean of pleasure, heading towards the end. My whole body was trembling. I couldn't lie still on the bed. I felt like Chacha would remove his finger from my pussy and insert his cock in its place. And give me peace. But Chacha wasn't doing that. He kept sucking and biting my nipples, while simultaneously inserting his finger into my pussy and fucking me with it. I grew weaker and weaker. Gradually, it became impossible for me to control myself. My waist and ass were repeatedly lifted into the air, only to fall down with a thud in the very next moment. And then, the next moment, he was once again in the air. All sorts of sounds kept escaping my throat, "Chacha...please...no more...let me go...I'm about to cum...I'm about to cum...Chacha...please..." But Chacha, completely ignoring my helplessness, kept fingering my pussy, fucking me. And fucking me. I lay helplessly on the bed, writhing in satisfaction. Chacha was fingering me with great pleasure. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I suddenly ejaculated while Chacha's finger was still inside my pussy. My orgasm was so intense that my waist and ass remained elevated in the air for some time, as I continued to ejaculate. After a few moments of orgasm, my waist sank back to the bed, panting heavily as I lay there.


While I was climaxing, Chacha didn't remove his finger from my pussy. When I finished climaxing, he slowly pulled it out and brought it back to my eyes. I saw that Chacha's finger was completely soaked in my pussy juices. Seeing my pussy juices on his finger made me feel both embarrassed and happy. Chacha showed me his finger and took it to his nose and gave it a deep sniff. Then he said, "Hmm...the smell looks like it's going to taste amazing. Let me taste it." After saying this, he took his finger in his mouth and started licking the pussy juices off it. I was truly ashamed to see how a 65-year-old man could make me cum with just his finger and then lick and taste my pussy juices from his finger. After licking my pussy juice from his finger, he turned back to me. Once again, gently and lovingly squeezing my boobs, he asked, "So, tell me, how did you like the magic of Chacha's fingers?" I replied with a shy smile, "Great." Chacha now took both my boobs in his hands, gently squeezing them, and began pinching my nipples. His actions sent tingles through my entire body. I understood that Chacha was doing this to turn me on again. And he was quite successful, because I really started to get aroused again. After pinching both my nipples for a long time, turning me on, he climbed on top of me again. Then, moving his face closer to mine, he began kissing me. First my forehead, then my cheeks, my chin, on my eyes. On my neck. On my shoulders. On my chest. Then on my boobs. He took my boobs into his mouth again, sucking and licking them. After a while, when he released them, I noticed a layer of his saliva on both my nipples. And not only that, but they also bore the marks of his scolding bites, because while sucking on my nipples, he was also holding them between his teeth and biting them. Then, from my boobs, his mouth reached my belly. He showered my fair belly with kisses. Then his eyes fell on my navel. He first touched it with his lips. I felt a shiver at the mere touch. Then he took out his tongue and started licking it inside my navel. The feeling was amazing. I pressed his head against my own navel. After licking it for a while, he started moving down again. And then I knew that his real destination was still to come. And like him, I too started waiting eagerly for him to reach his real destination. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (02.04.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Basic]

Wow Salim and Pihu look really great together. Now Salim chacha will love her in his bedroom. Pihu will get addict to Salim. Please writer dont let Salim go away from Pihu.

[Neelkantha]

Wow Salim and Pihu look really great together. Now Salim chacha will love her in his bedroom. Pihu will get addict to Salim. Please writer dont let Salim go away from Pihu.

Don't worry—I haven't done anything so far, nor will I do anything in the future. Whatever needs to be done, Pihu will do herself. And her chacha will do it. Who am I to do anything? So, just relax and enjoy the rest. And thanks for your comments.

[Pundit77]

Great going salim chacha....

[Neelkantha]

Great going salim chacha....

Thanks buddy.

[Neelkantha]

Part 119 – Uncle's Brain Is Truly Amazing

 

Pihu’s POV- In the previous part of our story, you may have read how, despite his son Zafar sitting outside the room, I had begun to play a game of sex with chacha. We successfully passed the first stage of sex when he inserted his finger into my pussy, helping me to orgasm. After that, he set about preparing me once again. I, too, was becoming increasingly aroused by his actions. Chacha kissed down through my navel, reaching my pussy. He spread my legs wide and placed his mouth between them, placing his mouth on my pussy. Chacha spread my pussy petals with two fingers and placed his tongue directly on my pussy. And like a child licking an ice cream, he began licking my pussy from the bottom to the top direction. I felt a heavenly pleasure at the touch of chacha's hot, rough tongue on my pussy. I held my boobs in my hands, squeezing them, and began to have chacha lick my pussy. Chacha spread my pussy lips, licking from my hole to my clit, repeatedly. He ran his tongue from the bottom to up. My pussy was already filled with my own juices, and on top of that, I had just had an orgasm a short while ago. This had filled my pussy to the brim with my own juices. As Chacha began licking my pussy, my pussy began to release its own juices, which he tried to lick clean. But he was unable to lick my pussy completely clean. The more he licked, the more juices would leak out, soaking the area around my pussy, including the hole. Chacha would lick them clean again with his tongue. This continued for quite some time. On one hand, Chacha would lick my pussy clean, but the next time, the juices would leak out, soaking it again. Chacha licked my pussy again. My condition kept getting worse. Chacha held my waist and was licking my pussy very carefully. And on the other hand, I was pinching my own nipple hard with one hand and with the other hand, I was pressing chacha's head on my pussy. Till now, chacha was licking the outside of my pussy. But suddenly, he inserted his tongue into my pussy hole and started licking and scratching the inner walls of my pussy with the pointed part of his tongue. The feeling of his rough tongue inside my pussy was something else. On top of that, I felt like I forgot myself due to the pointed part of his tongue scratching the inner walls of my pussy. I moaned once again, "Oh... Chacha... what are you doing... please take your mouth out of my pussy... I can't take it anymore..." I don't know if my voice reached chacha's son, Zafar, who was sitting outside the room, but it didn't make any difference. And to be honest, it didn't in real. I kept pinching my nipple with one hand, and with the other, I rubbed chacha's head against my pussy. With my eyes closed, I was screaming and moaning. By then, my condition had completely deteriorated. Chacha's tongue was completely busy stirring inside my pussy. And now, nothing but sex was on my mind. I had become so weak before Chacha, that I was waiting for him to take out his cock and insert it into my pussy, quenching the fire in my pussy. By now, Chacha was sitting between my legs, his mouth on my pussy, licking it. My entire body was convulsing with pleasure. I felt like I was going to cum again. But I was trying my best not to cum so quickly. But I was sure that if this continued, if Chacha kept licking my pussy with his tongue, I would never be able to control myself. And in just a few moments, I would cum again.

I had already climaxed once, and Chacha had brought me to the brink of orgasm again. But I hadn't yet removed his lungi (traditional wear for men) or even seen his cock. I felt guilty for this. I reached out and untied his lungi, tossing it to the ground. Chacha then removed his underwear himself and became completely naked like me. I glanced down at his cock. It was erect, but not to the point of satisfying me. To be honest, I felt a little disappointed. I knew that his cock couldn't grow very large due to his age. I doubted how long he would be able to fuck me. I even doubted if he would be able to fuck me at all. If he couldn't succeed in fucking me, or if I wasn't satisfied with him, he would be embarrassed in front of me. And on the other hand, the fire in my pussy, which I was hoping to quench by having him fuck me, wouldn't be quenched completely by satisfying me. With all this worry, I reached out and grabbed chacha's cock in my fist and began to stroke it slowly. Although his cock began to grow in size under the touch of my hands, yet its size was far beyond to compete my satisfaction level. Now, chacha lay face down on top of me, his cock facing my mouth, and my pussy facing his. We were now in a 69 position on the bed. Chacha began licking my pussy as before. And I took his cock in my hand and took it to my mouth. I've mentioned many times before that I don't like unwanted hair on my pussy and armpits, nor do I like any man I'm having sex with to have any kind of pubic hair around his cock. Because, firstly, men's pubic hair around their dicks causes them to sweat a lot, which obviously make their dicks smell bad. Secondly, the pubic hair around their dicks can get into my nose and eyes when sucking, making it a bit difficult. That's why I shave my husband Bijan's cock every day. Furthermore, I'm always happy to see that most of the men I've had sex with have their dicks shaved. But it's impossible for me to always have a man whose dicks are clean shaved. I've had sex with many men whose dicks were like forests of pubic hair. Despite my reluctance, I was forced to suck their dicks and have sex with them. It was similar with chacha. He had a thick patch of pubic hair around his cock. It seemed as if he had never shaved it in his life. I noticed that, like his hair on his head, his pubic hair had turned white due to age. I thought his cock might be smelling of sweat. So, despite my feelings, I brought myself closer to his cock. Chacha's cock wasn't very large, and I thought I would suck it and make it as big as possible. Then, insert his cock into my pussy and get fucked by him. So, suppressing my feelings, I brought his cock closer to my mouth. But I was utterly surprised when I brought his cock closer to my mouth. I expected to smell sweat from his cock. But instead, I smelled the scent of soap. Only then did I understand that Zafar had told me that Chacha was taking a bath when I arrived. This meant Chacha had already planned to fuck me. That's why he had showered before I arrived. He had also thoroughly cleaned his cock with soap so that I wouldn't smell anything while sucking it. I had to admire Chacha's ingenuity in my heart.


He had already made his plan to fuck me far before I came here. And he had even forced me to do as he planned. I was delighted that even at this age, Chacha was still fully interested in fucking a young, horny woman like me. This thought and passion, even more so, pleased me, I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking it. Since his age had prevented his cock from growing larger, it took him all the way to my mouth. I began sucking his cock, all the way to the base. I knew that if I gave him too much pleasure, he would ejaculate within moments, and my desire to get fucked from him would remain unfulfilled. So, instead of sucking his cock too much, I thought it safer to run my tongue over it. So, I started moving my tongue around it in circles, creating a layer of my saliva on his cock. Both of his testicles were hanging outside my lips near my chin. And as he moved slightly, they would brush against my chin softly. This was a unique feeling for me. I then grabbed his testicles, which were hanging near my chin, with two of my fingers and began to gently and very gently caress and fondle them. As soon as I touched and caressed his testicles, his entire body seemed to shake for a moment. This told me that he liked my action. So I focused on his testicles. While caressing his testicles, I slowly began to suck and lick his cock. Gradually, his cock began to grow, even solid to such extent, inside my mouth. I took his cock out of my mouth and started shaking it in my hand. By then, Chacha had licked my pussy thoroughly, and I had completely soaked his cock with my saliva. His cock was ready to enter my pussy. Chacha knew it was time for real sex. He lay down on top of me, holding his cock in his right hand and rubbing it up and down my pussy. The glans of his cock, touching my pussy petals gently, was tormenting me in a different way. The juices flowing from my pussy soaked the glans in no time. I whispered in his ear, "Chacha, please don't torment me like this anymore. Put your cock in my pussy and quench its fire." Chacha heard me and said, "I want this too. But will I be able to satisfy you by fucking you?" I asked, "Why are you saying that? You fucked me a year ago too, and your fucking was truly amazing." Chacha replied, "I know that. But then I had a little strength left in my body. But now I don't think I'll be able to fuck you." I said, "Whatever happens will be seen. You put your cock in my pussy and give me pleasure." Chacha said, "Look, I am going to do this as per your wish. But there is no guarantee that I will be able to make you happy." I said, "All that will be seen later. I just want a cock in my pussy right now, nothing else." Chacha said, "Think about it." I said, "What is there to think about in this? I myself want to get fucked. You will fuck me. That's it, the matter is over." Chacha said, "Okay. I will try my best." Saying this, he set his cock on the hole of my pussy and moving his waist forward, gave a slight push.


My pussy was so wet with my own juices that chacha's cock easily entered me. But unfortunately, due to age, his cock hadn't become as erect. So, I didn't realize when it entered my pussy. Holding my waist, chacha slowly moved his hips back and forth to prevent himself from ejaculating too quickly. But this wasn't giving me any pleasure at all. I couldn't feel his cock in my pussy. Perhaps he also realized this. So he placed two pillows under my waist. This raised my waist and ass considerably. Now, holding my waist, chacha began to fuck me, thrusting his cock back and forth into my pussy. But to be honest, this fucking was more unpleasant than enjoyable. Chacha's face turned red, and his entire face was drenched with sweat. He was breathing heavily and panting as hell as he fucked me. His heart started pounding. Just by looking at him, I could tell he was finding it painful and difficult to fuck me. He was finding it more punishing than pleasurable. I gut felt he wouldn't be able to fuck me for long. So I decided to give him some pleasure. I brought his mouth close to mine and began kissing him gently. I placed one of his hands on my boobs, gesturing for him to squeeze them. He slowly began to squeeze my boobs, and I showered him with kisses. Now, he became a little aroused, and he too began kissing my cheeks. I understood that he was getting back into the game. He placed his lips on mine, looking into my eyes, as if sensing my reaction. Then, I placed my lips on his lips and began kissing him. He placed one of his hands under my head, tilted his mouth slightly, and inserted his tongue into mine. I opened my mouth, acknowledging his tongue inside. I took Chacha's tongue into my mouth and began sucking it. I knew this was the only way I could arouse Chacha so he could fuck me properly. After a while, when Chacha pulled his tongue out of mine, I inserted mine into his. And then Chacha started sucking my tongue. In this way, we continued to suck each other's tongues for quite some time. Chacha took my tongue in his and began to suck it gently. We both kissed each other passionately. Gradually, the pressure of Chacha's hands on my boobs increased again. He slowly started pressing my each tit in turn. Now, I too was beginning to enjoy his hands pressing my boobs. We both became a little breathless after kissing each other for so long, with our tongues in each other's mouths. So, Chacha removed his mouth from mine and focused his attention on my boobs again. Chacha started pressing and squeezing both my boobs with his hands and simultaneously took my nipples in his mouth and started sucking them. Here chacha was moving his waist, though slowly. Due to this, his cock was entering my pussy and fucking me. Chacha himself knew that if he hurried, he would get tired soon and would ejaculate early. Therefore, without any hurry, he was fucking me by slowly moving his waist back and forth.


After fucking like this for a while, Chacha whispered in my ear, "Now let me lie down. You ride my cock." Chacha was a thin man. Thinking it might be difficult for him to lift my weight, I said to him, "But Chacha, will you be able to lift my weight on yourself? Will it not be painful for you?" Chacha said, "Let's try it once. If I feel any discomfort, you can get off me." With this, he removed his cock from my pussy and lay down next to me on the bed. I got up from the bed and stood with my legs on either side of his body. I looked down and saw Chacha lying there, holding his cock in his hand. I brought my pussy to his cock, and he inserted the head of his cock into my pussy. As soon as I felt the head of Chacha's cock inside my pussy, I began to sit down. And as I sat down, his cock entered my pussy. Once his cock was fully inside my pussy, I slowly began to move up and down on his cock. I was sitting on his cock in a plank position, with both my hands on either side of his head. My entire body weight was supported by my legs and hands only. I was making sure that my body weight was as little as possible on Chacha's body. This kept my body bent forward towards his face. In this position, I moved up and down, adjusting myself on his cock as much as I could. I was getting fucked by chacha's cock. I couldn't say with certainty that I was enjoying this position. But I was definitely trying to enjoy it, even under all the difficulties. As I moved up and down, my boobs were shaking repeatedly in front of chacha's face. Looking at my boobs, Chuck grabbed one of my tit with one hand and grabbed my back with the other, pulling me towards him. I understood that he was trying to suck my boobs again. I bent down a little further towards him to make it easier for him to suck mu boobs. I grabbed one of my boobs and put it in his mouth. While sucking on one nipple, chacha started nipping at the other. I was enjoying it. Now I was riding on chacha's cock, getting fucked, and at the same time, I was getting my boobs sucked by him. I looked down once and saw how his cock was entering and coming out of my pussy. It had been about seven minutes since we'd been fucking like this. And by God's grace, Chacha hadn't ejaculated yet. Now I was starting to enjoy it. I was slowly approaching orgasm. I thought that if Chacha could hold himself back for a little while, I'd be able to enjoy it. And that was my mistake. And because of this misunderstanding, I started jumping vigorously on Chacha's cock. Chacha was now holding my waist with both his hands. But I was in a state of my own rage, jumping vigorously on Chacha's cock. And then the tragedy struck badly, very badly. I had forgotten that I was being fucked by a 65-year-old man who didn't have much strength to fuck me. And that's exactly happened what was supposed to happen. As I started jumping vigorously, thinking about my orgasm, Chacha closed his eyes and screamed, "Uff... ah... no... no... don't do this... slowly...slowly" I felt his cock swelling in my pussy. And then I realized my mistake. I stopped at once and said to Chacha, "Chacha, no, please don't ejaculate now. I haven't yet. I want to ejaculate with you. Please don't ejaculate. Hold yourself for a moment, please..." But before I could finish my words, I felt his cock begin to ejaculate already inside my pussy. I couldn't do anything. I had shot myself in the foot with my own stupidity and haste. Chacha's cock had shrunk after ejaculating inside my pussy. But I hadn't ejaculated then. I was hanging in the middle of the way. I was angry with myself. Chacha had ejaculated because of my utter foolishness and misunderstanding.


I slid off his cock, cursing myself. By then, his cock had shrunk to the size of a small child's genital. I knew it wouldn't get erect quickly. But I hadn't yet climaxed. So, the urge to have sex was surging within me. My mind had stopped working properly. I just wanted to get fucked and cum by someone. No matter who it was. Chacha. Or anyone else. I had lost my senses. I pleaded to him, "Please, Chacha, I'm incomplete. Give me a chance to cum. I need to cum somehow. I can't take it anymore. Put your cock in my pussy again and make me cum." Hearing my words, Chacha sat up on the bed. He said, "I know you haven't climaxed yet. And that's why I was fucking you without any hurry, so that at least you would. But you suddenly started jumping on my cock so hard that it became impossible for me to control myself. And I came." I told him, "I admit my mistake, Chacha. But you must make me cum somehow. I won't be able to go home without climaxing. Please, Chacha, do something." Chacha said, "What should I do now? Firstly, my cock doesn't get erect quickly. And anyway, once it does, if I would ejaculate once it won't stay erect for at least an hour. Please understand, I'm old. I don't think my cock will get erect again soon." There was truth in Chacha's words. But what could I do? It was necessary for me to cum too. By taking Chacha's cock into my pussy, I myself had already set my pussy on fire. The fire of desire and lust. Now, this fire could only be quenched by climaxing. And the only way to cum was to get fucked by someone. So I grabbed chacha's cock in my hand. It had shrunk to a small size, coated with his own cum and my pussy juices. Forgetting the disgust in my heart, I took his cock in my mouth and started sucking it vigorously. I was hoping to see how I could get it erect again. But despite sucking for so long, his cock remained as it was. It wouldn't have gotten erect at all. I gave up my hope and took his cock out of my mouth. Everything was going well. I probably would have cum in a few moments, but due to my own stupidity, I was left halfway. I was disappointed. Seeing my desperate cooperation, chacha said, "So you're trying so hard. My cock won't get erect yet." I believed it, let go of his cock, and lay down on the bed, dejected. Now the only way left was to cum: get my pussy licked by chacha. I said to chacha, "Chacha, please lick my pussy and make me cum. I need to cum at any cost. Otherwise, I won't get any peace." Then suddenly, my gaze fell on the window nearby and I felt as if someone pass by the window. It was as if someone had been standing there listening to our conversation for so long. And besides me and chacha, there was only one other person in the house. And that was chacha's son, Zafar. So, had Zafar been standing outside and watching and listening to me and his father having sex for so long, peeking through the window? But this had no effect on my mind. My mind had practically stopped working. I had only one goal in front of me: to cum any way. Probably I only saw Zafar pass by the window, because chacha's attention was not on the window, but on my pussy. He started licking my pussy again. He inserted his tongue into my pussy hole and started swirling it around, occasionally licking my clit. It sent tingles from my head to my feet. I was getting aroused again. And I felt like I could finally cum. If not by getting fucked by chacha, I could still get it by licking it. I pressed his head against my pussy hard, inching closer to orgasm. But my luck was terrible that day! Just as I pressed his head against my pussy, preparing to cum, chacha suddenly removed his mouth from my pussy. I closed my eyes, trying to resist the urge to cum, but as soon as he removed his mouth from my pussy, I opened my eyes and looked at him and asked, "What happened, chacha? Why did you take your mouth off me? I was about to cum." Chacha said, "You pressed my mouth so hard on your pussy that I couldn't breathe, and I felt suffocated." I said, "But chacha, I'm about to cum. Please lick my pussy like this for a little while, and I'll cum." Then Chacha looked into my eyes and whispered in my ear, "I have an even better idea than that, with which you can easily cum. If you want, I'll tell you." I said in a slightly annoyed tone, "Chacha, please don't make riddles. Tell me clearly what you want to say. I just want to cum quickly by any way possible." Chacha looked into my eyes again, and a mischievous smile started to appear on his face. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (02.04.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Basic]

She should sleep for 1 hour so ghat Salim chacha can get rest and then he can have another round for sex.

[Neelkantha]

She should sleep for 1 hour so ghat Salim chacha can get rest and then he can have another round for sex.

May be or may be not. Stay tuned.

[Vissle]

Salim chacha gou can do it. Don't create lust feeling. Jut love her and surely Salim chacha, you can satisfy her.

[Neelkantha]

Salim chacha gou can do it. Don't create lust feeling. Jut love her and surely Salim chacha, you can satisfy her.

Good for him.

[Neelkantha]

Part 120 – Chacha’s Unfinished Work Is Completed By His Son

 

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes in our life, we all find ourselves in a situation where we have two options to choose from. One is the easy way out, which allows us to escape easily, but it can lead to significant losses. The other is the more difficult one. If we choose this second path to escape, we may find success, but achieving that success may come at a heavy price. Now, it's up to us whether we choose the easy or the difficult path to escape. I faced a similar situation when, due to my own foolishness and haste, chacha came before me while he was fucking me. And when he came, I didn't. I was left halfway. I had to cum, no matter what. I would do whatever it took. When I asked chacha to lick my pussy and make me cum, he told me he had a better idea that would allow me to cum more easily. I asked him annoyed, "Chacha, whatever you're trying to say, tell me clearly. I can't take it anymore. I need to cum at any cost. Please make me cum." Chacha whispered in my ear, "My son is sitting outside. If you want, I'll call him inside. He can help you get through this unbearable situation. He'll fuck you and give you the same pleasure and happiness you've been expecting from me all along. If you agree to my suggestion, you'll be able to enjoy getting fucked by him, and you'll be able to cum comfortably. Think about it." Hearing his words truly stunned me. I never imagined he would say something like this to me. He was already old, and on top of that, he'd already cum because of my stupidity. But I never dreamed I'd cum after getting fucked by his son. His son, Zafar, is just a stranger to me, a man I met for the first time in my life just half an hour ago. And how could I possibly have sex with a man I met just half an hour ago, and with whom I've only known for a total of 5 to 7 minutes? Yes, I admit I have a need, I need to cum, but that doesn't mean at all that I should just start having sex with a stranger. I like being fucked by men, but that doesn't mean I'll just take any man like a cheap street prostitute for the pleasure and satisfaction of my body, or to satisfy my desires and lust. After all, I'm a married woman with her own boundaries. Although I'd crossed those boundaries long ago, my mind still refused to accept that I would let myself be fucked by a stranger like Zafar. I said to chacha, "Chacha, what are you saying? How can I have sex with your son?" Chacha said, "Why, what's wrong with that? What's wrong with my son that you don't want to have sex with him?" I said, "It's not about anything wrong." Chacha said, "Then what is it?" I said, "It's about my honor and values. How can I, being a married woman, have sex with a stranger and an unknown man?" Chacha laughed after hearing me. He said, "Now you've remembered your modesty and values. Didn't you remember them when I fucked you for the first time in my shop, in front of your own husband? Didn't you remember your modesty and values when you came to my shop and I licked your pussy and made you cum? Didn't you remember your modesty and values when, despite being a married woman, you came alone to a stranger like me, all dressed up? And didn't you remember your modesty and values when you were jumping on the cock of a 65-year-old man like me? Where were your modesty and values then, that you're remembering them now?" I said, "That's a different matter. I've been a victim of circumstances every time. Then. And now. But I can't have sex with your son. Never." Chacha said, "It's your decision. You can do whatever you want. But consider this: if you refuse to get fucked by my son, citing your empty shame and values, and leave, you'll be in for a torment. You're the one who needs to cum, not me or my son. On the other hand, if you agree to get fucked by my son, you might get a chance to cum. And you'll be able to go home happy.” I said, "But how can I with your son…" Chacha interrupted me, "Just like you once had sex with me in front of your husband. Just like you agreed to have sex with me today, you should agree to have sex with my son." I said, "But Chacha…" Chacha said, "Tell me, you're the only woman in this house. And we're both men. If we want, we can force ourselves on you. You won't be able to cope with both of us even if you want to." Hearing Chacha's words, I was terrified. Things were getting out of hand. I had made a huge mistake, first by coming here alone like this, and second by starting sex with Chacha. If this father and son force themselves on me together, I won't be able to stop them. Perhaps a trace of fear had appeared on my face. Seeing this, Chacha said again, "Don't be afraid. We won't do anything like that to you. I've already told you that going against a woman's will is a sin for me. And I won't commit this crime myself, nor will I allow my son to. He won't even come near you, let alone touch you, unless you call him or I ask him to. But I will only do this if you wholeheartedly agree to do this with my son. You are a guest in our house. And hospitality is in our blood. Not betrayal or dishonesty. Now you decide what you will do. Will you quench your heart's thirst or will you pack up your empty shame and values and leave? The decision is yours. And you only will have to make it. But let me tell you this: whatever you decide, I will definitely agree with it."

I was really lost in thought after listening to chacha. Everything he was saying was true. If I can have sex with chacha, why not his son? And even if I do have sex with his son, it's not a loss for me, it's a benefit. And if it's about my modesty and values, then I don't know how many times my modesty and values have been violated over the years when I've had sex with strangers. So, since I've done it before, why not try it again? And anyway, I won't find peace until I cum. So, why not just fuck Zafar once and cum? While I was thinking all this to myself, chacha said again, "Why are you torturing yourself like this? You can have sex with my son, no one will know about it. So what do you say?" I blushed and said, "I don't know. Do whatever you feel is right." Hearing my words, chacha laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll call my son." I said, "Please, can you turn off the lights? I won't be able to make eye contact with him while we're having sex. I'll feel shy." Understanding my situation, chacha said, "Okay. I'll turn off the lights. You can relax. While you're having sex, neither you'll be able to see him, nor he'll be able to see you. Neither of you will be able to see each other, only feel each other. Is that okay?" I said nothing but shook my head. Chacha got up from the bed next to me and turned off the lights. As soon as he did, the entire room was plunged into darkness. I couldn't see anything. Then I heard the door open, and chacha's voice, "Zafar, please come in." Chacha called his son into the room with a loud voice. I knew full well that he had been standing outside and listening to our conversation. As soon as chacha called his son inside, I heard footsteps, as if someone was entering the room. I knew it was Zafar. He had entered the room. As soon as Zafar entered, chacha closed the door again, and the entire room was plunged into darkness once again. Within a few moments, I heard the faint sound of someone undressing. Then, between my legs, I felt someone's mouth on my pussy hole. At first, I thought it might be chacha licking my pussy, because I could clearly feel the prickle of his beard and mustache on my thighs. But the next moment, I realized my mistake when I felt chacha suck my right tit. Only then did I realize it was Zafar sucking my pussy. Zafar's sucking was completely different from chacha's. He was thoroughly sucking my pussy with his tongue, and occasionally, he was also sucking my clit. The feeling of a stranger's mouth on my pussy had me aroused once again. On one side, Zafar was licking my pussy with his tongue, while on the other, Chacha was sucking one of my nipples and pressing the other. The combined assault of these two men had me once again immersed in the ocean of pleasure. I bit my lips, trying to hold back my moans as much as possible. But by then, I had become so weak that a long, deep moan escaped me, "Ohhh...ahhh..." I moaned, grabbing Zafar's head with both my hands and pressing it hard against my pussy. But Zafar didn't stop licking my pussy even once. Like Chacha, he possessed a mastery of this game of sex. And with that very skill, he was making me weak before him. While the son was busy stirring my pussy with his tongue, the father's mouth was wreaking havoc on my nipples. I could not tolerate this double attack for long and started moaning while pressing Zafar's head on my pussy with one hand and chacha's head on my boobs with the other hand, "Uff... you father and son together are ruining my condition... are you both trying to kill me?" Only after that I heard both the laughter and the voice of chacha, "This is called hospitality in our words. You just enjoy the hospitality of both of us father and son. Leave the rest to us." I said, "I'm getting crushed in the midst of your hospitality. Uff...don't make me suffer like this anymore...please put out the fire in my pussy and give me peace...please..." I heard chacha's voice again, "I told you before that my son won't do anything to you unless you ask him to do it." I said, "I understand...this is a trick of yours...you're both enjoying torturing me..." Chacha whispered again, "Understand whatever you want, but if you want Zafar to fuck you, you'll have to tell him to." So what, then, is there no one to do? I did what I had to. Addressing Zafar, I said, "Zafar...please...don't make me suffer anymore...put your dick in my pussy...quench the fire in my pussy..."


As soon as I said this, I felt Zafar's mouth move away from my pussy. The room was so pitch-dark that I couldn't see anything. I reached out, but I didn't feel Zafar's mouth around my pussy. He had removed his mouth from my pussy. I was about to say something when my hand touched something. I grabbed it, and as I did, I realized it was someone's dick. And this dick couldn't possibly be Chacha's. Forget Chacha's, it was almost twice as big as Bijan's, and just as thick and sturdy. In an instant, I realized I was holding Zafar's dick. I ran my hand over his dick, trying to gauge its size. And I felt it must be even bigger than I had imagined. Just thinking about getting fucked by such a big and thick dick today sent a wave of joy through my heart and body. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I grabbed Jaffer's dick with my hand, positioned it at my pussy's opening, and said, "Come, my new lover. Your dick is welcome in my pussy. Fill the emptiness of my pussy with your dick." The moment I said this, I felt a sharp pain in my pussy. As soon as I said this, Jaffer strained his hips and tried to insert his dick into my pussy. But my delicate pussy hole was too small for his large and thick dick. He applied force, and the head of his dick entered, teasing my pussy. It felt like a huge bamboo was entering my pussy. I almost suffocated as I took his dick inside my pussy. I screamed, "Ugh... Zafar, your dick is so big...it won't fit inside my pussy...take it out now..." As I said this, I felt Zafar's dick slip out of my pussy. I was again disappointed, having found it in my hands but not in my pussy. After all this struggle, I finally had a dick to get fucked, but I couldn't get fucked by it. But the next moment, Zafar grabbed my waist tightly and gave a powerful jerk. And with that forceful jerk, half his dick, including the glans, entered my pussy, pushing out and teasing the inner walls of my pussy. I opened my mouth to scream, but couldn't. Before I could scream, Chacha pressed his mouth over mine, muffling the scream. I could clearly feel Zafar's large, thick dick filling my pussy from inside. His dick had stretched my pussy severely on both sides. I could feel the petals of my pussy stretching as Zafar's dick entered. I wanted to scream, but couldn't. Chacha had inserted his tongue inside my mouth and was sucking it. I struggled, thrashing my arms and legs to remove Zafar's dick from my pussy. But Zafar held my legs, and Chacha held my hands, preventing me from moving. I, a single woman, was powerless against those two men. I lay on the bed like a lifeless doll, a bamboo-like dick half-stuffed inside my pussy. The only thought that kept running through my mind was that only half of Zafar's dick had entered my pussy. I wondered what my condition would be like when he thrust his entire dick into me. The thought of it sent shivers down my spine. Then I felt Zafar pull his dick out of my pussy again. I realized he was preparing for the next thrust, and that he might insert his entire dick into my pussy. So I tried to move my waist away, but I couldn't. Zafar held my waist tightly, preventing me from moving. And then what I feared exactly happened.


The very next moment, Zafar gave a powerful thrust, and with that single thrust, his entire dick entered my pussy, all the way to the base. His two large balls slammed against my buttocks with a thump. Zafar's thrust was so powerful that the bed shook, including all three of us, and my body slid forward, along with Chacha's. Zafar, with his strong hands, grabbed my waist, pulled me towards him, and began to fuck me. Zafar pulled his dick out of my pussy once more, and then, with a single thrust, thrust his dick all the way into my pussy. My entire pussy shook from within as well as my heart. Then, he began to fuck me hard, thrusting his entire dick into me with a single thrust, and the next, pulling it out, all the way to the tip. And then, in one thrust, he thrust it in completely. And so, I was being fucked hard and brutally. Slowly, the hole in my pussy began to widen, and my pussy began to become wet with its own juices. This made it easier for Zafar to insert his dick into my pussy. And instead of pain, I too began to enjoy it. It had been a long time since I had been fucked by such a powerful dick. And I was ready to enjoy it to the fullest. Gradually, I became accustomed to Zafar's thick dick. Now, by raising my waist and ass, I would take Zafar's dick deep into my pussy. As soon as the opening of my pussy loosened a little, Zafar started fucking me vigorously again. Sensing that I was beginning to enjoy being fucked by his son, Chacha removed his mouth from mine and, while vigorously squeezing my boobs, whispered in my ear, "Are you really enjoying the fuck now? Did you like my son's dick or not?" While getting fucked by Zafar, I somehow replied, “Yes…chacha…I am enjoying…getting fucked…by your son…ahhh…” Chacha said while squeezing my boobs again, “See, I told you to try getting fucked by my son once, if you don’t become crazy about his dick then change my name. He is my son that is why I am not saying this, maybe someone else in this city has a dick like his. You tell me, is it there or not?” I said, "Yes, Chacha…you're right…I'm taking…a dick…as big and thick as Zafar's…in my pussy…after ages…I've had so much fun…getting fucked…by your son…Thank you…so much…chacha…" Chacha laughed and whispered in my ear, "I'm so happy to hear you liked my son's dick, but don't forget this old man. Give me a chance too." I kissed him on the mouth and said, "Chacha, how can I forget you?...You're my first lover…It's because of you…that I got the chance…to get fucked…by Zafar's huge dick today…Thank you again, Chacha..." Chacha caressed my boobs lovingly and replied, "You can thank me later, now just enjoy getting fucked by my son." I said, "I'm enjoying it…Chacha…I'm enjoying it…I'm enjoying it..."


As I said this, my whole body convulsed, and along with me, chacha and Zafar also understood that the moment I had been waiting for had arrived at last. Chacha began squeezing and kneading my boobs hard, while his son was fucking me with long strokes. Chacha took my nipple into his mouth and started sucking. With so much pleasure all over my body, I couldn't contain myself any longer. "Oh... Chacha, I'm cumming...I’m cumming…chacha…" I said, hugging him tightly and finally releasing my juices. My whole body was convulsing, and I was cumming continuously, as if I hadn't cum in ages. Zafar's dick was lodged in my pussy, and my pussy juices were flowing out of my pussy, bathing his dick, and falling onto the bed. I held Zafar's waist tightly with my legs, preventing him from thrusting. He paused quietly, giving me ample opportunity to cum. And then, after a while, as I calmed down and untied my legs from his waist, the intense fucking resumed. My pussy was filled with juice from my orgasm. And as Zafar's dick entered my juicy pussy, the sound of "fuch...fuch...fuch..." echoed through the darkness of the room. Zafar's stomach began to rub against my ass. By this time, Chacha was sucking both my nipples in turn. After a while, I realized that Zafar was sucking one of my nipples, while Chacha was pressing and lifting my nipple up, allowing his son to be breastfed by me. I loved the feeling. On one side, Zafar's thick dick was pounding my pussy relentlessly. On the other side, the father and son were sucking my nipples together. Chacha let his son take turns feeding on both my nipples for a while. And then, when Zafar stopped sucking my boobs, he started pressing and sucking them himself. I couldn't see in the dark, but I knew for sure that both of my boobs must have been imprinted with the bite marks of those father and son. I wondered what Bijan would think when he saw all these marks. How would I tell him that I had come to receive a delivery of a blouse, and then returned home after being brutally fucked by these father and son? Would Bijan be happy to know how I had gotten fucked by a stranger? Or would he be angry with me? I didn't know. And I put all those worries aside and focused on getting fucked by Zafar. Chacha moved away from me a little. I held his hand with my hand to stop him. Zafar leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. Then, placing his lips on mine, he kissed me back. I kissed him on his lips in response. Now, Zafar took my lips between his lips, sucking them, and began thrusting his dick into my pussy. I kissed him, feeling the pounding of his dick. I held him in my arms. He kept thrusting into me, and I was being fucked by him. I lost track of time. I had no idea how long Zafar had been fucking me like that, without stopping. My pussy was starting to ache again, but there was no sign of fatigue in him. He kept fucking me relentlessly. He showed no signs of fatigue, nor did he show any signs of ejaculation. He was constantly pushing his dick in and out of my pussy. But slowly, I was once again on the verge of orgasm. And after a while, I came again, having been fucked by Zafar's dick. This time, I came just like before, but this time, Zafar didn't stop. He continued to fuck me even as I climaxed. I lay exhausted on the bed for a while, then slowly began to get aroused. Once again, I began lifting my waist to take Zafar's dick into my pussy. In the midst of all this, I didn't even realize when chacha had gotten up from me. Suddenly, the night lamp in the room came on, and I saw that it was chacha who had lit it. In the dim light of the night lamp, I saw Zafar squeezing my boobs with his hands and pushing his dick into my pussy. Watching his dick move in and out of my pussy began to swell. Before I could say anything, Zafar leaned forward again and placed his lips on mine, smothering me. Now, Zafar's lips were on my lips, Zafar's hands were on both my boobs, and Zafar's dick was in my pussy. In this position, Zafar began to fuck me, moving his waist back and forth vigorously. Sensing the speed of his fucking, I knew it was his turn to cum. After about 10 to 12 hard thrusts, Jaffer finally pushed his dick deep into my pussy, lips on mine, and calmed down. I felt his dick swelling inside me. And the next moment, I felt as if someone had opened a fountain inside me. And from that fountain, hot cum started gushing into me. But with Jaffer's dick still inside me, his cum couldn't find a way to escape, and a lot of it started accumulating inside me. After a long time of gushing his cum into my pussy, Jaffer's dick finally calmed down. By then, his dick had wreaked havoc on my pussy. Jaffer removed his lips from mine and lay down with his head on my chest. I began caressing his head lovingly. Yes, the first stage of sex had ended successfully, but there was still so much more to come. And I was waiting for all of them eagerly. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (07.04.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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As Pihu said to Salim chacha ,"you are my first lover. I can't forget you."
I actually like this line. Pihu loves Salim chacha and now after zafar she should have sex with salim Salim should be Pihu's first lover. Salim should say I love you Pihu. If he say this then pihu will come again and again Salim bedroom. Please writer don't seperate this teo lovers.

[Neelkantha]

As Pihu said to Salim chacha ,"you are my first lover. I can't forget you."
I actually like this line. Pihu loves Salim chacha and now after zafar she should have sex with salim  Salim should be Pihu's first lover. Salim should say I love you Pihu. If he say this then pihu will come again and again Salim bedroom. Please writer don't seperate this teo lovers.

Believe me, I am not doing anything. Pihu is doing everything herself. And be relax, the game is not over yet. It's mere the beginning. So be patient and enjoy the rest.

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Pihu in my view through AI -

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