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Part 145 – Pihu Faces A Huge Dilemma

 

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes in life, we make promises without thinking, and later, we're left with a dilemma about what to do. At crucial moments, we struggle to decide what to do. A similar situation occurred to me when I was contemplating spending my wedding night with uncle. An endless string of questions filled my mind. But unfortunately, I didn't have any concrete answers to them at the time. I couldn't even figure out what to do. Why did this sudden dilemma about my wedding night arise in my mind? And why was I at a loss as to what to do? What decision should I make? Let's explore all these in this part of our story. After lunch, uncle and I left the house. Even then, I had no idea where we were actually going, or where we would stay to celebrate our wedding night. I was afraid that if we celebrated our wedding night somewhere like this, outsiders might find out about our misdeeds. Furthermore, this is a village, not a city, and the people here would simply not accept such a thing. And our family's honor and dignity could be unnecessarily at risk. When I spoke to uncle about this, he reassured me, saying, "Don't worry at all, bouma (daughter-in-law). I won't do anything that would jeopardize your or our family's honor." I said, "But at least tell me where we're going." Uncle said, "Not now. When we get there, you'll find out for yourself. For now, just know that we're not staying at any random place tonight, nor will anyone find out about our wedding night." Hearing him talk about our wedding night such casually made me feel embarrassed. I'm his daughter-in-law, his nephew's wife. And he's my uncle-in-law, my husband's uncle. Yet, for tonight, we were talking about celebrating our wedding night like newly-wed husband and wife, not uncle-in-law and daughter-in-law. I honestly never imagined Bijan would make me so vulgar. We continued talking. Slowly, we crossed the border of our village and came to the next village. Ani got married in this village, and Ankita's parents' family is in this village. And why had Uncle brought me to this village? I said, "Uncle, this is Ankita's village, isn't it?" He said, "Yes, I know." I said, "Then why are we here?" Uncle looked at me and said, "Because we're staying in this village for tonight. And our wedding night will be in this village too." I was truly astonished to hear him. Despite knowing that his own son's in-laws lived in this village, he chose this very spot for our wedding night. Had he really gone senile because of his age? Perhaps reading this question on my face, he laughed and said, "Bouma, don't worry at all. No one will recognize you where I'm taking you. And we won't even go near Ani's in-laws. Rest assured." His words brought me some relief though. But to be honest, I wouldn't feel at peace until I reached the actual destination. So, I quietly followed him to our destination. Since the two villages were located next to each other, we were walking. The afternoon was fading into evening, and darkness was slowly creeping in. Finally, we reached our destination. I saw it was a two-story house, locked from the outside. Uncle looked at me and said, "Let's go inside." I asked him, "But whose house is this?" Uncle took a key from his shirt pocket and opened the lock with it, saying, "A friend of mine's." I said, "So, where are your friend and his family members? Doesn't anyone live here?" Uncle said, "Yes, in a way, you can say that." I said, "Why, in a way?" Uncle said, "Because my friend has many houses in this village. And this is one of them, which is closed most of the time. The one I'm using for myself today." I said, "Then your friends must be quite wealthy. It's quite uncommon for having so many houses in a village." Uncle said, "Yes, he is quite wealthy." I said, "Was this the friend who gave you those herbs?" Uncle looked at me now, laughing, and said, "You guessed it right. Besides being beautiful and sexy, you're also quite intelligent, bouma. What's that in English? Yes, I remember. 'Beauty with the brain.' You're a living example of that saying." By then, he had unlocked the door with the key he'd brought with him. Opening the door, he gestured inside and said, "Come on, let's go inside." Saying this, he took my hand and led me inside.

Uncle's friend is indeed quite wealthy and rich. This house was in excellent condition. It had all the amenities and facilities anyone could expect to live in any time. It had a kitchen, equipped with everything needed for cooking. There were two rooms on the ground floor and two on the upper floor. All four rooms were filled with fine and expensive furniture: large beds, dressing-tables with mirror, chairs, sofas, etc. And the best part was that there was a terrace upstairs, from where one could see far and wide. We stayed on the terrace for a while. I was thinking about something in my mind. Suddenly, Uncle said, "What's the matter, bouma? Your face seems to indicate that you're thinking about something. What are you thinking? Tell me." I said, "Let's go downstairs first. We can sit there and talk comfortably." Uncle said, "Okay, let's go." We both came down from the roof and entered a room on the upper floor. This was the room where we were going to spend our wedding night. To be honest, I had been thinking about it only. Although I had no hesitation at all in having sex with Uncle, yet I felt a bit strange celebrating my wedding night while behaving like husband and wife. When I had already spent my second wedding night with Ani, why not with Uncle? This question kept raging in my heart. And I didn't have a solid answer to it at that time. My relationship with Ani is different. I see him as my lover rather than my brother-in-law. That's why celebrating my second wedding night with him was easy for me. But I never thought of Uncle as my lover. Our relationship with him was the same as before, that of uncle-in-law and daughter-in-law. And that will always remain so, no matter how much I have sex with him. He will always be my uncle-in-law, not my lover. So, the idea of spending my wedding night with him like this didn't seem right to me. On top of that, I also remembered what my mother-in-law had said to me. This was a matter of our home's and family's dignity and honor. We may indulge in adultery within the four walls of our own home, but when it comes to the dignity of ourselves and our families, I have to think twice. The idea of spending my wedding night like husband and wife with my own uncle-in-law in someone else's home didn't seem right to me. After reading this far, many of you, or maybe all of you, might think I'm a hypocrite and say that it's unbecoming of a woman who, abandoning her modesty and self-respect, goes around getting fucked by every man in the house, and even strangers, like a cheap street whore, to talk about her family's dignity. Perhaps you're right. But at that moment, this question kept revolving in my mind.


After coming down to the room, Uncle said, "Now tell me, bouma, what's the matter? What are you thinking?" I said in a calm voice, "I've been thinking about the two of us." Uncle said, "What about the two of us?" I said, "I don't think this plan to celebrate our wedding night like a husband and wife, so openly, outside our home, in another village, in someone else's home is not right. We can do whatever we want within the four walls of our own home, but doing this openly outside like this is not right in my opinion. If anyone finds out about this, it could tarnish our family's honor and dignity. And father-in-law's dominance would be destroyed. And as the daughter-in-law of this house, I don't want that at all." Uncle remained completely calm, listening to every word I said seriously, and then said, "So, what do you think we should do now, bouma?" I said, "I don't know, Uncle. I really don't know. I'm in a deep dilemma about all this. I can't make a firm decision. Now, tell me, am I saying something wrong?" Uncle said again in a calm voice, "Absolutely not. Whatever you said, you're absolutely right." With that, he fell silent. I thought he might be offended by what I said. But really, I was at a loss for what to do. We sat there in silence for a while, without saying anything. Then, after a while, Uncle said, "Bouma, I don't want to put any pressure on you regarding this decision. I want you to love me tonight, not as my daughter-in-law, but as my own married wife. The rest is up to you." I asked, "If I say something else, will you be able to bear it?" Uncle said, "I will accept whatever you decide. Even if you say no, I will accept your decision with a heavy heart." I said, "When did I tell you I wouldn't say no?" I said, looking lustfully at uncle. Uncle, understanding my hint, said, "Then why don't you just say yes right now?" I said, "Such a big decision, give me some time." Uncle said, "How much time? Time is running out. Make a decision quickly, or it'll be too late. If you say no, we'll leave right now. And I'll drop you off at your parents' house and go back home." I said, "Go for a walk on the terrace for ten minutes, and I'll decide in the meantime." I told uncle shyly. Uncle looked at me once, sighed deeply, then got up from the bed and said, "Okay, bouma. You think about it. I'll be back in ten minutes. In the meantime, make your decision. Whatever you decide, I will accept it." With that, he slowly walked out of the room.


I was sitting on the bed. After a while, I made my decision. Although there wasn't much to think about. I didn't feel like saying no to Uncle. I was just trying to convince him that this was best at home, not outside. And perhaps he'd understood by now. The question was whether I should spend my wedding night as husband-wife with him here, was still running in my mind. I had a strong desire to have sex with him, but I wasn't ready to spend it like a husband and wife. I thought of finding a middle ground. And so, after Uncle left, I took off all my clothes, even my bra and panties, and then lay down on the bed, wrapping a bed-sheet over my naked body. I was lost in a pleasant fantasy—uncle's gun-like cock would fire cum. My pussy would be filled with his cum. I imagined my legs raised, and Uncle thrusting his cock into my pussy. I slowly grew aroused. How long can a sex-crazed woman like me hold back when thinking about sex? I was lost in my own reverie downstairs. Uncle was probably lost in his thoughts on the terrace. Instead of ten minutes, it had been fifteen. I picked up my phone and called him. Uncle answered the call as soon as it rang. Uncle said, "Yes, bouma, tell me." I said, "Uncle, have you fallen asleep upstairs? Instead of ten minutes, it's been fifteen. Where are you?" Uncle said, "I was thinking about it too. If you want, take more time and think carefully. Then I'll go downstairs." I said, "I've thought it over thoroughly." Uncle said, "So what's your decision?" I pretended to be a jerk in front of him and said, "Tell me, what have I decided?" Uncle laughed a little and said, "I have complete faith in you. I know you'll definitely listen to me." I said, "Why do you trust me so much?" Uncle said, "Because I truly love you. And I know you love me too. Now tell me, what have you decided?" I said, "If you trust me and love me, why ask me? Be prepared yourself." Uncle said, "I want to hear it from you." I said, "Uncle, whatever you want will happen. I am with you in every decision." Uncle said, "You have lifted a burden from my heart. You have done this old man a favor once again, bouma" I said, "What favor? This is my home too. And you are my family. And as a daughter-in-law, it is my utmost duty to serve you. For me, there is no difference between Bijan and you. We all belong to this house. Isn't it?" Uncle said, "Exactly, bouma. So what do we do now?" I said, "It won't happen over the phone. You'll have to come down for that." Uncle said, “I have to come down, but I have to stay upstairs as well.” Hearing this, I was surprised and said, “What is this? Why are you confusing me?” Uncle said, “I have to come down, but I have to stay over you as well.” Once again, I started acting, “Damn it, you naughty old man! Who talks like this to his daughter-in-law? Go away, I will not talk to you.” Uncle said, “I will come right away.” Saying this, he disconnected the phone. I lay naked on the bed, wrapped myself in just a thin bed-sheet, and started waiting for him.


After a while, uncle came into the room. I was lying quietly. There was a thought on my face, which uncle misunderstood. He said, "Bouma, why are you sad again? If you don't want to do this, there's no compulsion." I said, "It's not a matter of desire, uncle. I'm thinking about something." Uncle said, "What are you thinking, bouma?" I said, "About what's going to happen now." Uncle said, "It seems you can't accept it wholeheartedly." I said, "After all this time, you're still saying this? I never refused anything you asked. I'm ready to give you everything." Uncle said, "Then why this hesitation? What's making you think so?" I said, "It's true, you've fallen in love with me. You came and gave me your love. You were lonely too. That's why I kept accompanying you. To alleviate your loneliness. But I never imagined I would become so attached to a man in the house other than my husband. And that too, to you, Uncle. That's why my attention wandered. But rest assured, I'm yours too. As much as I am Bijan's. I will be with you every moment." Uncle said, "You're telling the truth, bouma. The moment you held my hand, I truly felt alone in life. You gave me the strength to face my loneliness. Because of you, another desire to live resonated in my heart." I said, "That's all right, but I'm worried about tonight. But how will we alleviate this damn tension?" Uncle said, "I'll tell you right now. Get up." With that, he pulled the bed-sheet from over my body in one swift motion. When the bed-sheet was removed from my body, uncle's eyes widened. My young luscious body was uncovered. A butter-white, marble-smooth body. Not a speck of cloth, not a fiber. My carefree, naked youth was bewildered. A beautiful face, a soft body, two firm boobs, a slender waist, fleshy thighs, curvy buttocks. And below the waist, a disaster! Uncle was once again lost in my youth. A surge of passion filled him. I felt proud. My beauty had once again captivated him. I teased him, "What happened, uncle? Where are you so lost?" He didn't hear me. He was in transcendental meditation. The triangle of my thighs and the slit of my swollen pussy were his points of concentration. The hunger evident in his eyes was driving me wild. I knew that uncle would not leave me today, under any circumstances. He was staring on my pussy-slit only. I began to enjoy his predicament, then coughed and said, "Uncle, where are you lost?" Saying this, I placed my hand on my pussy. Uncle regained consciousness. He was a seasoned player; my pussy was nothing new to him, but my pussy was truly a hall of fame. He regained his composure, prepared for the emotional torture. Uncle said, "Yes, I want to alleviate your pain. But you have to come to me. If you lie down, I'll make it worse." His eyes were fixed on my pussy. I blushed, understanding the meaning of his words. I had been preparing for trouble myself. I slowly got up and came to the edge of the bed. I was ashamed of being naked. My eyes lowered. Uncle pulled me and pushed me against his chest. My tight boobs crushed against his masculine chest. I exclaimed, "Ouch! Uncle, what are you doing? I'm dead. You squeezed so hard. You're really increasing my pain instead of alleviating it." Uncle said, "So let's reduce it now." He placed his lips on mine. His hand was on my bare buttocks. We were both immersed in lust in no time. Uncle was caressing my buttocks lovingly.


After a few lip-to-lip kisses, I said, "Uncle, you were about to do something." He said, "Yes, tell me. What do I want to do?" I said, "You told me, so you do it." He said, "I don't understand. These days, I only do one thing." I said, "And what is that?" He said, "I love you immensely. Tell me, should we do it again?" I blushed and said, "You'll say anything. We were talking about relieving my tension." He said, "Okay??? I'll relieve all your tension right now." With that, he took off his shirt and pajamas. I looked at his underwear, which had almost formed a tent. He took off his underwear too, and became completely naked, just like me. His cock, freed from its confines, leaped out. Seeing his cock truly relieved all my tension instantly. I laid Uncle on the bed. Today I was completely active. Completely naked, and without shame. I pounced on Uncle's cock like a predatory molly (female cat). I lowered my mouth, and my lips, like a vacuum cleaner, ravaged his cock and testicles. I took his entire cock into my mouth at once and began sucking it vigorously. I licked the hole in his glans with my tongue. A layer of saliva formed around his cock, and I began sucking it all the way to the base. Meanwhile, I began fondling his hanging testicles with my delicate fingers. He couldn't take all these sudden assaults on his cock. Uncle's waist was rising like a machine. His moans filled the room. "Uff...bouma...are you planning to kill me...?" I began massaging his cock with my hand. Uncle started talking to me, trying to keep his attention distracted and keep him going longer. Uncle said, "Bouma, you really like my cock, don't you?" I pretended again and said, “No, I actually find it scary.” Uncle said, "Then why do you put it in your mouth every time? If my cock is so scary, why are you sucking it now?" I said, “Because I find it scary and yet very cute. And I am fulfilling your wish.” Uncle said, "Tell me one thing, bouma, do you like sucking my cock?" I said, "Extremely. I really like sucking your cock. Uncle, don't disturb me now. Just lie down quietly and let me do my work." I took Uncle's cock in my mouth again and didn't let it go until he completely surrendered to me.


After sucking his cock vigorously for a while, his entire body began to convulse. His entire body began to tremble. His waist began to rise and fall rapidly on the bed. This sent his cock deep into my mouth, only to be pulled back out the next moment. While I was sucking his cock, I was also masturbating it so that he would ejaculate quickly. I wanted to drink his hot cum. But little did I know that he had a different plan. Once again, the entire room was filled with his moans, "Uff...Bouma...I can't take it anymore...I'm about to cum...Bouma...I'm about to cum..." Hearing this, I began to stroke his cock even harder. But suddenly, Uncle pulled his cock out of my mouth. This action shocked me terribly. Before I could say anything, he got up from the bed, stood on the floor, and began masturbating his cock himself. I couldn't understand what he was trying to do. I asked him, "Uncle, what are you doing?" Uncle masturbated, and said, "Bouma, don't ask any questions. Just close your eyes. And don't open them until I tell you to." I still couldn't understand anything. But I obeyed his command, and sat on the edge of the bed with my eyes closed. Naked, like a statue from Khajuraho (ancient Indian sculpture). Uncle stood in front of me and began masturbating. His cock was right above my head. With my eyes closed, I couldn't see what he was doing. But suddenly, I felt something warm and slippery on my forehead. I opened my eyes in alarm. Uncle was dripping cum from his cock right above my head. And drops of cum were dripping from his cock right onto my forehead. Surprised, I said, "Uncle, what have you done? Why did you ejaculate on my head?" Uncle said, "You were hesitant about how you would celebrate your wedding night with me as my daughter-in-law, so look, I thought it through and found a solution. Today I filled your forehead with my cum. And in a way, I accept you as my wife. Now, in a way, you are my wife, and I am your husband. Now tell me, will you celebrate your wedding night with me or not?" I was pleased to see his actions, yet in a shaky voice, I said, "Uncle, you love me so much? I never thought you would give me the status of your wife." Uncle said, "Pihu, you are the queen of my heart. You are in my every breath. I don't want to keep you away from me even for a moment. I want to hold you in my arm." For the first time, Uncle called me by my name instead of "bouma." Hearing this, my eyes filled with tears. I said, "Today I am blessed. From now on, I have two loving husbands. One is Bijan, who filled my forehead with vermilion. And the other is you, who has filled my forehead with your cum. From today, you are my husband, and I am your wife. From today, you have as much right over me as Bijan does. Now, without any hesitation, I will fulfill your dream by spending my wedding night with you."


I bent to touch his feet, but Uncle pulled me close to his chest. He said, "Your place is in my heart, Pihu, not on my feet. If you feel love, then hug me." He said, caressing my buttocks. My boobs again pressed against his chest. I began to caress his back lovingly. I said, "You will always love me like this, right, Uncle?" He said, "Now stop calling me Uncle. Call me Uncle in front of everyone, but say something else when you're alone with me. I'm your husband now." I said, "So what should I call you?" Uncle said, "Whatever you want, just not Uncle." I said, "Bijan calls me Darling. And I call him Darling too. From now on, I'll call you Darling as well. And you call me Darling too. Okay?" Uncle said, "You can call me Darling, but I'll call you Honey instead. Honey, I love you." I said, "I love you too, darling! I want to stay clinging to your chest like this forever. I can't bear any distance from you." Uncle said, "I want that too. But there's a problem. This dick of mine keeps me away from you." He said, and put his dick in my hand again. I smiled, taking his dick in my palm, and said, "Do I have to treat it?" Uncle said, "Yes, honey, you'll have to." I slowly stroked his dick and said, "So tell me, what should I do to treat it?" Uncle said, "Just take it inside you and eliminate the distance between us." I said, "Damn it, you naughty! You're putting your work on me." Uncle said, "That's the law of nature, my love. You have to give space." I said, "I'm completely ready to give you space, but you'll have to do it inside. I can't control this cock. Look, how thick it is. You naughty!" I said, squeezing his cock in my fist. Uncle sighed. My hesitation and dilemma were now completely gone, and I was ready to celebrate my wedding night with him. I said, "Darling, do whatever you want." Uncle jokingly said, "What should I do?" I blushed and said, "You don't know what a husband does with his newlywed wife?" Uncle said, "You tell me, what do I want to do with you?" I said, "You know everything. You're pretending on purpose." Uncle said, "I know, but I want to hear it from you. From my newlywed wife." I said, "Oh my God, how shameless is my newlywed husband! He's forcing his own wife to say dirty things." Uncle said, "The love between a husband and wife is the most beautiful, sacred thing in this whole universe. There's nothing dirty about it. Now tell me." I asked him shyly, "If you make me your wife, won't you celebrate your wedding night with me?" Uncle replied, "I don't know how long I've been yearning to spend my wedding night with you. But I have a fantasy. Will you fulfill that fantasy for me tonight?" Uncle's words scared me a little. Every man in this house has some strange fantasy about sex. Be it Bijan or Ani, jamaibabu (brother-in-law) or Raju. And now Uncle has one too. And I only have to fulfill it. I don't know what that fantasy will be like. So I asked nervously, "What kind of fantasy do you have?" Uncle replied, "Nothing much. Just that you get dressed up and wait for me like a new bride. Like in the movies." I said, "Okay, darling. Tonight, I'll adorn myself with all my finery and wait for you, my husband, like an obedient wife. Are you happy now?" Uncle said, "Absolutely, my dear. So, let's go now. We have to get ready for the night." Uncle put on his pajamas back and started to leave. I grabbed his hand and stopped him. Uncle looked at me curiously. I smiled and said, "Today is the first night I'll be able to satisfy my desires. It would be a bad omen to leave empty-handed." Uncle, understanding my hint, said, "So, tell me what should I do to prevent this bad omen, my dear?" I said, "We'll do the real thing at night. Should we just do something for now as a starter?" Uncle said happily, "Then just give me lip service. Anyway, my cock loves your lips and mouth." I said, acting out again, "This naughty old man always enjoys doing the wrong things." Uncle said, "Suck it and drink its cum; it will give you energy for the night. You also like to drink my cum, right?" I said, making a playful face, wrinkling my nose, "Yuck!!! I don't like to drink your cum. Today I am drinking it for the last time. After the wedding night, I want your cum only inside my pussy every time. Understood?" Uncle laughed after listening to me and putting his cock inside my mouth again said, "Whatever you say, my queen! From now on, I will obey your each and every order, my love." (Contd.)

 

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Whole family is banging Pihu , She is accompanying everyone.
Too hot to hear lesbians also like our Pihu with her. Super.
Waiting for wedding night with Uncle.

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Whole family is banging Pihu , She is accompanying everyone.
Too hot to hear lesbians also like our Pihu with her. Super.
Waiting for wedding night with Uncle.

Yeah, it is not a marriage ceremony, rather you can call it a never ending "sex marathon". Let's see what happens next.

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Part 146 – Pihu Gets Ready For Her Third Wedding Night

 

Pihu’s POV- Since morning, I'd worn a blue cotton saree to tease uncle. The saree was tied three inches below my navel. My fair, delicate belly and deep navel peeked out provocatively. The deep-cut, sleeveless blouse revealed half of my boobs. The saree clung to my body, revealing my fully curvaceous and sculpted body. Uncle's gaze repeatedly rested on my round, prominent buttocks only. My face was filled with shame and modesty. Just this evening, he had filled my forehead with his cum. And the one who filled my forehead was ready to take everything from me now. Whenever my eyes met his, I would lower my head in shame. Tonight was our wedding night. Uncle was becoming shameless. As soon as he met my eyes, he would start caressing his cock over his pajamas. And I would blush with embarrassment at the sight of him. That evening, after filling my forehead, I went to the kitchen and made tea. All the arrangements were already in place at uncle's friend's house. We even had clothes to wear. Seeing this, I felt that uncle had been preparing for our wedding night for quite some time, and it was going to come to fruition today. That evening, uncle handed me a large packet. Taking the packet from him, I asked, a little surprised, "What's in it, uncle?" He, a little annoyed, said, "Honey, I told you not to call me uncle when we're alone. And yet, you're still calling me uncle." I laughed a little at his words and said, "I do, Uncle. For four years now, since we got married, I've called you simply Uncle. I knew right then that someday I'd have to call you something other than Uncle. Calling you Uncle has become a habit, so Uncle came out of my mouth automatically. But please forgive me, from now on, when we're alone, I'll try to call you Darling instead of Uncle. Now, happy? Now, tell me, what exactly is in this packet?" Uncle said, "A small gift from me for my newlywed wife." I said, "But what's in it?" Uncle said, "Why don't you open it yourself and see?" I opened the packet and was astonished by what was inside. Inside was a new Benarasi saree, a matching blouse and petticoat. There was even a pair of bra and panties. There were also some gold jewelry and ornaments. I asked Uncle, "What's all this for?" Uncle said, "That's exactly my fantasy, honey. That you'd wear this wedding dress, get all dolled up and ready like a newlywed bride to celebrate your wedding night with your husband, that’s me. That's why I personally picked out and bought all these clothes for you. Tonight, you'll be waiting for me wearing all these clothes and all those jewels and ornaments." Hearing Uncle's words, my heart welled up again, and so did my eyes. I hugged him again and said, "Thank you, Uncle...oops...I mean, darling!" We both laughed.

After making tea, we sat down to drink it together. We were chatting about various things. Suddenly, Uncle asked me a question that made me momentarily sad. Uncle said, "Pihu, you've been married to Bijan for four years. So why haven't you had a child yet? You two should have one now." I said with a sad voice, "We're both trying, but I don't know why we're not able to." Uncle said, "Why don't you both consult to a good gynecologist?" I said, "I've told your nephew many times, but he always avoids the topic with one excuse or another." Uncle came closer and said, "Should I try it once?" I was shocked. What is he saying? I never even dreamed of this. No matter how many men I get fucked with other than Bijan, I will only ever be a mother to Bijan's child. Seeing me silent, Uncle said again, "Think about it, Pihu. This is your home too. You too want the well-being of this home. And it's your duty to give this home its next generation. Your utmost duty. There are many women who betray their families by having children with strangers. But you're lucky; you won't have to do that. And anyway, what's the difference between Bijan and me? My seed and his seed are the same. We have the same lineage. The child's gene will also be from this home. What's the harm if you become a mother to my child instead of Bijan's? Tell me." I said, "Uncle, what you said is true. But I never thought I would become a mother to anyone other than my husband. No matter what happens, if I become a mother, I will only be to Bijan's child." Uncle said, "I'm not pressuring you, Pihu. I'm just saying that if you can't have it with Bijan, then do it with someone else if you want. It's your choice." I said, "Please shut up. If I give birth to someone else's child, will you and the rest of the family be able to love him? And will you all accept him?" Uncle said, "You neither want to have a child with someone else, nor do you want to give me a chance. Then what should you do?" I said, "Leave this matter to Bijan and me. We'll find a solution together." Uncle said, "Okay, let's talk about something else." Then he stared at me intently and said, "What's the matter, Pihu? You're wearing a very sexy saree today. Are you trying to kill me?" I laughed and said, "Exactly, my new husband. I haven't worn a saree like this in a long time. I felt like it today, so I wore it." Uncle was happy and said, "Well done. These days, daughters-in-law don't wear sarees. They usually wear Tops, jeans, etc. You look beautiful in a saree. Beautiful in modern clothes too, but a saree is a different story. Really, Pihu, you look very beautiful today." Uncle stroked his cock while staring at my buttocks peeking out from under my saree.


I smiled silently. After drinking tea, I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for both of us. Uncle followed me into the kitchen. I bowed my head. I knew perfectly well that he would follow me. Uncle grabbed me from behind, his cock pressing against my ass. He squeezed my boobs with both hands over my saree and blouse. I became hot. My whole body tingled. Uncle, in a frenzy, began to squeeze my boobs vigorously and kiss my neck from behind. I found it difficult to even stand. My panties stirred. Somehow, maintaining my composure, I said, “Honey, leave me. Let me cook. Is this the time for all this?” Uncle took my ear in his mouth and sucked it, saying, "Love has no time limit, my love. Don't you see in movies how the hero is constantly making love to his heroine? I was just like that, and I want to make love to you for a moment." I said, "This is real life, not a movie. I'm not a heroine. This is at night, so we'll do it at night." Uncle said, "You are my heroine." Saying this, he started lifting my saree up to my waist. I said, "Please, go away now. Don't bother me. Let me do my chores." Uncle said, "Let me touch you a little. Nothing more." With this, he started caressing my fleshy thighs. His movements were making me weak. I said, "Darling, don't bother me. It's our wedding night tonight. Can't you wait until then?" Uncle said, "I can't wait a second, honey. You look so sexy in that saree that I feel like celebrating my wedding night with you right in the kitchen." I said, "Shut up! A wedding night in the kitchen? There's a time and a place for everything." Uncle squeezed my buttocks hard with his hands and said, "Is that so?" I screamed in pain, "Ouch! Take your hand away. I have to do my chores." But Uncle didn't remove his hand from my buttocks. Instead, he squeezed them even harder and said, "That's what I'm telling you. Do your work, and let me do mine." Saying this, he pulled my panties aside and started inserting one of his fingers into my asshole. I felt a slight pain in my ass due to the sudden insertion of his finger into my asshole. I struggled, trying to remove his finger from my asshole, and said, "Is this your work to do? Shame! What are you doing? Don't put your finger in there. Oh my god! Don't do anything dirty while cooking. You probably don't think it's dirty, but I do. Get out of here! Or I'll leave!" But instead of removing his finger from my ass, Uncle pushed it in deeper and said with a laugh, "Where are you going, my love? Wherever you go, I'll be there. I'll never stop chasing you, my love." I said, "I'll go to my parents' house, and then I'll see your courage." Uncle said, "You shouldn’t torture your lover like this, my love. Just give me a kiss." I said, "No! Leave the kitchen. If you bother me too much, I'll cancel tonight's plans." Uncle said, "Oh, don't torture this humble guy like this, my love. Otherwise, I'll die." I now playfully grabbed his hand and pulled him to the kitchen door. I said, "Your Majesty, please leave now. And please don't come near me until tonight." I knew perfectly well that this old lover of mine wouldn't be able to control himself for even a minute. His flirting with me continued for a long time. Every now and then, Uncle would approach and play with every delicate part of my body. I barely managed to shoo him away from the kitchen. And if Uncle didn't return for a while, I would become restless and peek. After a while, I saw Uncle, dressed like a newlywed groom, drinking on the terrace. I asked, "What is this? Why are you drinking right now?" Uncle said, "Just trying to get in the mood." I said, "No, it doesn't get in the mood. It just intoxicates." Uncle said, "Why are you bothering me? I'm only slightly intoxicated." I said, making a face, "You feel the need to get drunk while I'm here?" Uncle said, "What's the intoxication of this damn liquor compared to your intoxication? I'm drinking for you, my love. Don't stop me." I said, "Lie! Why are you drinking for me?" Uncle said, "Alcohol dulls my thinking. My entire focus will be on you. So that I can only see you tonight." I said, "Okay, drink within limits. If you get too drunk, you'll pass out in bed. And our golden night will be ruined. And finish this quickly, and come down. We'll have dinner." Uncle looked at his watch and said, "Dinner now! It's not even 9 o'clock yet!" I said, "If we finish dinner quickly, we'll be able to start the night's program early." Uncle understood my hint. He said, "You're absolutely right. You go and start serving dinner. I'll be back."


It was just Uncle and me at dinner. Uncle was drunk. He would stare at me, and I would feel embarrassed. After dinner, Uncle lunged at me. I shushed him and said, "Be patient, my impatient lover! I'm going to my room. It'll take half an hour. Until then, you can take a walk on the terrace." Uncle said, "Half an hour? What will you do in that time, my love?" I hugged him and lovingly kissed his cheek, "Your fantasy is that I become your bride tonight. Bridal makeup takes time. And that will take at least half an hour. And until then, no more peeping and wandering around me." With that, I stuck out my tongue, teasing him. Uncle went for a walk on the terrace. I knew he was fixated on me. The effects of the alcohol and the herb, and his cock was erect at ninety degrees. He had to repeatedly massage his cock to calm it down. Entering the room, I locked the door and, one by one, removed my saree, blouse, petticoat, bra, and panties. Standing in front of the mirror, completely naked from head to toe, I truly looked stunning in this naked state. Looking at my own naked youth, I muttered, "I'm falling for myself, just looking at myself naked. I wonder what he'll be like? If he's going to tear me apart, he won't be blamed. What man would be able to stay in his senses after seeing such a stunning beauty like me?" Then I took the packet uncle had given me and removed the bra and panties. Holding the bra in my hand, I realized uncle's lust once again. I've always worn a regular bra, but tonight, uncle had bought me a special, expensive push-up bra. He knew that wearing this push-up bra would only make my large boobs protrude even more. I was happy with his decision. But I ran into a problem when I tried on the bra. I was utterly terrified. It was a 34 size, one size smaller than my current size. I don't know if Uncle did this intentionally or unknowingly. I was always a 34 size. Now, I've grown to a 36 size. So, a 34 size bra doesn't fit me anymore. I didn't know what to do. The bra didn't fit me, and if I didn't wear it, I'd have to wear the rest of my clothes without a bra. At first, I considered not wearing the bra. But then I realized Uncle had bought these clothes especially for me, and he might be offended if I didn't wear them. So, I decided to try it on anyway. And I tried it on. After a long struggle, I finally put on the bra, which was a size smaller than mine. But after putting it on, I felt my breath catch in my throat. The bra was a size smaller than mine, and on top of that, it was a push-up bra. So, after putting it on, I felt like my two large boobs were being forced upwards. My boobs didn't fit properly in the small bra. And because of the push-up bra, both of them were pushed up rather harshly. But the sight was quite erotic. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt like he was about to have a heart attack seeing me in it. After putting on the bra, it was time to put on the panties. That, too, proved to be a different problem for me. Until now, I had always ranked my husband, Bijan, as the number one perverted person. I used to think that there was hardly anyone in the world as pervert as Bijan. But today, seeing this panty, I realized my mistake. Uncle had even surpassed his nephew in perverseness. Because the panty I was holding right now was one I had never seen before, let alone worn. I didn't even know what this kind of panty was called. And I couldn't understand how I could even call this small, string-like thing a panty. I googled it and found out that this kind of panty was called a G-string thong panty. It had just a small, thin string, nothing else. I couldn't understand how much of my pussy would be covered and how much would be visible with this thin string. Well, without thinking much I wore that so called 'panty'. And that tiny string seemed to disappear, snaking into the crevice between my pussy and ass. It would have been better not to wear any panties at all than wearing it. But I wore that bra and panties. I wore my wedding night Benarasi saree, blouse, and petticoat, gifted to me by uncle. I wore all the jewelry and ornaments. I applied makeup, applied a deep sindoor to my forehead, and took one last look at myself in the mirror. I truly looked stunning in this get-up. After finishing my full make-up and adornment, I sat on the bed like a newlywed bride, waiting for my beloved groom. And for my wedding night as well.


About five minutes later, uncle arrived. Seeing me, he even forgot to blink. I truly looked like a newlywed bride in my Benarasi saree, bindi (the red dot made by vermilion placed on the forehead by married women), maang tikka (forehead pendant), earrings, nose ring, necklace. Juicy lips, two protruding boobs, a curvaceous waist, a deep navel. My round ass, highlighted by the Benarasi saree, was probably now praising his luck. Looking at me, he said, "I'm really lucky! Even at this old age, I have such a young, sexy, and stunning wife!" My face was tilted downward with shame. Uncle came towards me. He sat in front of me on the bed and, lifting my face with his hand, began to look at me. I felt as if he was lost in me. Seeing him stare at me so mesmerized, I felt even more embarrassed. This tender, unadulterated youth of mine was what had made even my 60-year-old uncle-in-law fall in love with me. And he wasn't just in love with me anymore, he had become my second husband. He had filled my forehead with his own cum. He had accepted me, giving me the status of his wife. Now I was not just his daughter-in-law, but also his wife. And I was not only happy but also proud of this. When Uncle continued staring at my face for a long time, I blushed and said, "What's wrong? Do you just want to see my face all night? Won't you do anything else?" Uncle said in a mesmerized voice, "Darling, you really look so beautiful in this attire that I just want to keep looking at you. All night long." I teased him a little and said, "Did you fill my forehead just to see my face?" Uncle looked at me and said, "So what else can I do? You tell me, my love." I said, "You know everything. You've already fathered a child." Uncle laughed after listening to me and said, "I haven't even touched you yet, and where did this child come from?" I blushed after listening to him and said, "Damn it, you naughty old-man! I wasn't talking about myself. I was talking about Ani. Your son." Uncle said, "Speak only about yourself today, dear. No one else's. This night is only ours. For tonight, I am your husband. And you are my wife. You don't have any other relatives. Nor do I have a son. Tonight, it's just the two of us. You. And me. No one else." I said, "Then celebrate your wedding night, for which you have been after me for so long."


With that, I wrapped my arms around Uncle’s neck and pulled him towards me. My tender boobs felt crushed against his masculine chest. He embraced me. I felt comfortable in his embrace. I felt safe. Now it was time for the union. Without wasting any time, Uncle lifted my face and planted a loving kiss on my cheek. The touch of his warm breath on my face sent a shiver through my entire body. Then, his hot lips rained endless kisses all over my face. Sometimes my forehead, sometimes both cheeks, sometimes my eyes. Even my nose and chin weren't spared. He began kissing my entire face like a madman. From all his actions, I could clearly see how aroused he had already become. Whether it was the effect of the alcohol, the effect of the herb, or the desire to make me his, I don't know. I didn't even want to think about anything anymore. All I wanted to do at that moment was to love my crazy old man to my heart's content. After covering my face with kisses for a while, Uncle paused and gazed intently into my eyes. I gazed back into his eyes. I saw neither desire nor lust in his eyes. I saw nothing but love and only love for me in his eyes. He slowly pressed his lips against mine. I placed my hands behind his neck, pulling his head closer to mine, and pressed my lips firmly against his. He held my lips between his own, squeezing them and sucking them, as if the juices would quench his thirst. He was sucking my lower lip. He licked all the lipstick off my lips with his tongue. Even Bijan had never kissed me so passionately. Uncle's passionate kiss had already aroused me so much that I could already feel a wetness on my thighs. This was proof that my pussy was already wet with its own juices. I first ran my tongue over his lips. After licking them sensually, I inserted my tongue inside his mouth. Uncle, understanding my desire, opened his mouth and welcomed my tongue wholeheartedly. I licked every corner of his mouth with my tongue. During this, Uncle filled my mouth with a lump of his saliva, which I happily swallowed. And then I started playing with his tongue with my tongue. By then, we were both busy celebrating our wedding night like any other married couple. Forgetting the world, we were simply lost in each other. The entire room was slowly becoming filled with the feeling of love. And the intoxication of lust had completely gripped both our hearts, minds, and bodies. Breaking free from it was not only difficult, but downright impossible. For Uncle, and for me, too. (Contd.)

 

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Please continue the first night of "new couples"

[Neelkantha]

Reaching high reading this episode and sudden fall while it dis connect and says continue
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Part 147 – The Time For Uncle And Pihu To Unite Has Come Finally

 

Pihu’s POV- I didn't even realize when my saree had slipped off my body and fallen to the floor while uncle was kissing me. When I finally noticed, I was sitting in uncle's arms, wearing only my blouse and petticoat, and kissing him. While kissing me, uncle's one hand was caressing lovingly my boobs through my blouse, and his other hand was gently squeezing my buttocks over my petticoat. I was completely aroused by then and was hoping for a passionate lovemaking session with uncle. It had been quite some time since I had arrived here, and I hadn't had sex with him even once. Although we had spent some time together in the evening, but I hadn't had sex then too. Uncle had only used his cock to fuck my mouth and filled my hair parting with his cum. That's why I had been feeling sexually frustrated since the evening. And now that I was finally going to have sex, it was becoming difficult for me to control myself. So, I thought it best to surrender myself to uncle. Uncle was experienced, an old and skilled player in this game. So, trusting him was the right thing to do. Uncle continued to press and massage both my boobs one after another through my blouse. And with each of his actions, I became hotter and hotter. Then he gently laid me down on the bed and sat beside me. Then he started unhooking my blouse one by one. After unhooking all the hooks of my blouse, he took it off and threw it on the floor. Now I was only in my bra in front of uncle-in-law, my new husband. And it was a bra that was one size smaller than my normal size. And because it was a push-up bra, both my boobs were even more protruding. Seeing this, uncle's eyes widened in surprise. He looked at me and my boobs, which were bulging out of my bra, in a very lustful way. His gaze made me feel incredibly shy, but I was also enjoying it immensely. A 60-year-old man, who is actually uncle-in-law and at least 25 to 30 years older than me, was fully captivated by my beauty today. This wasn't the first time this had happened. He had seen me in this state, or even naked, many times before. We had even had sex together several times. But still, seeing his eyes, his expressions, and the waves of lust surging within him as he looked at me in this semi-naked state, was giving me pleasure. And along with him, I too was now beginning to drown in the endless ocean of my own lust. As soon as Uncle took off my blouse and saw my boobs, tightly bound in that small bra, he exclaimed, "What is this, dear?" His question made me laugh. I smiled shyly and said, "Why, what happened? You're reacting as if you're seeing all this for the first time!!" Hearing my words, Uncle composed himself a little and said, "I'm not seeing it for the first time, I know that. But I've never seen you in this state before." I laughed again and said, "Is this all thanks to you." Hearing my words, Uncle was surprised and said, "Why thanks to me?" I said, "Because my impatient lover brought a bra one size smaller than my normal size, that's why I'm in this state." Uncle said, "But your size was 34, wasn't it?!!! I bought a size 34 bra." I said, "Yes, my size used to be 34. But now it has increased to 36. A size 34 bra doesn't fit me anymore. It's too small. You know, it was a struggle to put on this bra. I wore it after so much effort, just to please you. Otherwise, I had decided not to wear it." Hearing this, Uncle became even happier. He said, "It's good that you wore this bra, even if it was just for me. But it's not my fault; how was I supposed to know that your size would increase from 34 to 36 so quickly?" "What do you know, Uncle," I thought to myself, "behind this miracle are the hands of so many of my admirers. So many people have tried their luck on these boobs of mine. That's how they managed to grow from 34 to 36. If it had been left to your nephew alone, it probably never would have happened." Then I said to him, "Yes, your nephew has certainly worked hard on these two delicate parts of mine." Uncle said, "Yes, the results are right before my eyes." Saying this, he started pressing both of my boobs through the bra. He was pressing so hard that it started to hurt me. I groaned and said, "Ouch... Darling, please don't press like that... it's hurting me... Please take off this bra, and then press!" He seemed to like my suggestion. He reached his hands behind my back and unhooked my bra in one swift motion. And my two boobs were instantly freed from the confines of the bra.

As soon as my boobs were freed from the confines of my bra, Uncle practically pounced on me. He first kissed every corner of my face with his lips. Then he moved down my neck and throat to my arms. He then lifted my arms and licked my clean-shaven armpits one after the other with his tongue. The feeling of his wet tongue on my smooth, hairless armpits tickled me, and I burst into laughter. But Uncle was lost in his own world. He thoroughly licked both my armpits, covering them with his saliva. Then it was the turn of my boobs. He grabbed both my boobs in his hands and squeezed them hard. My moans echoed throughout the room. "Ouch...Darling...slowly, it hurts..." But in his lust and excitement, Uncle had become cruel. He took both my boobs in his hands and began to press and massage them mercilessly. I was in pain from his actions, but I also knew he wouldn't listen to me. So I lay on the bed, letting him squeeze my boobs. After a long time of thoroughly and passionately squeezing my boobs, Uncle finally calmed down a little. I thought he might have understood that I was in pain. I was just about to compose myself when Uncle took one of my boobs into his mouth and started sucking it vigorously. At the same time, he held my other tit in his hand and squeezed it as before. The pressure of his mouth on one tit and his hand on the other. He was sucking my erect nipple with great intensity, and at the same time, he was biting it between his teeth. My moans of pain and pleasure once again echoed throughout the room. “Oh my God... I'm dying... This cruel man is already making me feel so bad...” But Uncle didn't stop. He started sucking and biting my boobs one after another. I grabbed his head from behind and pressed it hard against my chest. I whimpered in pain and pleasure, "Ah, slowly! It hurts. Suck, don't bite." After a long time of biting and sucking my boobs, he moved downwards. First, he covered my belly with kisses. And then he started licking my navel, teasing it with his tongue. Uncle moved further down. Then, gently caressing my thighs, he moved towards my pussy. Until then, my petticoat was still intact. But for how long? Uncle hooked his finger into the drawstring of my petticoat and pulled it. As soon as he untied the drawstring, the petticoat couldn't stay on my body for long. Uncle grabbed my petticoat, pulled it off my body, and threw it completely onto the floor. Now I was lying in front of him wearing only my panties. And even that was completely soaked with the juices flowing from my pussy. Seeing this, I put my hand over my wet panties in embarrassment and tried to cover my juice-soaked panties from his view. Seeing me do this, Uncle laughed. He said, "My darling, why this shame in front of me? This night is special for both of us. This is our wedding night. And we are now husband and wife. And there's no need for you to be ashamed in front of me." Saying this, he himself took both my hands and moved them away from my pussy. And once again, my panties, completely soaked with my pussy juices, was exposed to his eyes. Uncle stared at my pussy for a while with such intensity, as if he had never seen a girl's or woman's pussy before. Certainly not mine. He gazed, mesmerized, at my panties, which was wet with my pussy juices. Perhaps he also knew that a real treasure was hidden inside my panties, and that he was the one who had to find it. Uncle sat down between my legs and, leaning forward, brought his face closer to my pussy. I could feel his warm breath on my wet pussy.


His warm breath on my already overflowing and wet pussy was giving me a completely different kind of pleasure. The itching in my pussy intensified a hundredfold in an instant. Uncle then lowered his face further. This brought his nose right above my pussy. Then, taking a long breath, he sniffed the scent of the juice coming from my pussy. Seeing him do that, I actually started to feel embarrassed. My 60-year-old lover was sniffing the scent of the juice from my pussy in such a sensual way. I said to Uncle, "What are you doing!! Stop it. Don't sniff like that. I'm feeling embarrassed." Hearing me, Uncle laughed. He said, "What's there to be embarrassed about, my dear!! This fragrance coming from your pussy is more fragrant to my nose than any expensive perfume. I feel like rubbing my nose in your pussy." Hearing his words, I laughed again. I jokingly said to him, "Is that so!! Then rub your nose on my pussy, and I'll believe you." Uncle lifted his head and looked into my eyes. Then, in a calm voice, he said, "As you command, my queen." Saying this, he actually placed his nose right on my wet panties, directly over my pussy. And he started rubbing it up and down, and down and up. I had absolutely no idea he would do something like this. I was just joking with him a little. But he actually started rubbing his nose on my pussy. Not just once or twice, but he kept rubbing his nose on my pussy repeatedly, until I stopped him to do so. Before this, I had had sex with many men besides my husband Bijan. And after having sex with so many men over the years, I've learned that every man has some kind of strange sexual fantasy. And during sex, that man definitely tries to fulfill that fantasy with his female partner. And I myself have been a part of many such strange fantasies. Besides countless men's dicks, so many other things have gone into my pussy. Many have fucked my pussy with their fingers, some with their tongues, and others with something else. But until today, none of them had ever rubbed their nose on my pussy like Uncle was doing now. Uncle kept rubbing his nose on my pussy until I stopped him. I grabbed his shoulder, stopped him from doing it, and said, "Stop, what are you doing!!!" Uncle laughed and said, "Why darling, you're the one who told me to do it." I said, "I was just joking with you. Did I really tell you to rub your nose on my pussy?" Uncle said, "But I was enjoying it. Should I do it again?" I said, "No, otherwise the whole night will be spent just rubbing noses. When will we do the rest of the work?" Understanding my hint, uncle teased me, "Tell me, what other work do you want me to do?" I blushed at his words and replied, "I don't know. Do whatever you want. I won't stop you anymore."


Uncle teased me even more, saying, “Oh, my impatient wife, have a little patience. I'll do everything. But slowly and gradually.” Saying this, he grabbed my panties and started to pull it off. But because I was lying down, he was having difficulty doing so. So I lifted my hips to help him take off my panties. Uncle took off my panties. And the same fate befell it as had befallen my saree, blouse, bra, and petticoat earlier. Uncle threw my panties on the floor. But what he did with my panties before throwing it made me realize the level of his perversion once again. After taking off my panties, he took it and brought the inner part, the part that had been against my pussy and was wet with my pussy juices, close to his nose and started smelling my panties again. Then he stuck out his tongue and started licking the drops of pussy juice soaked on my panties. I hadn't expected Uncle to do something like this. I didn't know until today how perverted a man could become because of his lust for sex. Uncle started licking my panties with great relish. Seeing him do this, I felt disgusted and stopped him, saying, “Stop, don't do that. Don't lick my worn, dirty panties like that.” Uncle didn't stop. He thoroughly licked my panties clean as before and then, throwing it on the floor, said to me, “Darling, you just said that no matter what I do, you won't stop me. But you didn't even keep your own word.” I said surprisingly, “You'll do dirty things in front of me, and yet I won't stop you?” Uncle laughed and said, “I've told you before, and I'm telling you again, there's nothing dirty about sex. You should do whatever feels good during sex. I wanted to lick your panties soaked with your pussy juice, so I licked it. There's nothing dirty about that. The more you let yourself go during sex, the more pleasure you'll get, my dear. So never stop yourself from doing anything during sex. And don't stop your partner either. You'll see, the pleasure of sex will double.” Saying this, he spread my legs and opened the lips of my pussy with his hand. My clean-shaven, hairless pussy was right in front of his eyes. Completely untouched. Overflowing with its own juices. Pink petals. And above it, the cashew-shaped clitoris. All in all, the sight was truly breathtaking for him. Seeing my pussy soaked with my juices, Uncle murmured, “If there is heaven on earth, it's between your thighs, my dear.” Hearing him praise my pussy wasn't anything new. But still, every word of praise that came from his mouth at this delicate moment gave me a unique feeling. And I once again received proof of his immense love for me. I was happy. He held both my legs, bent them, and spread them further apart. This completely opened the entrance to my pussy. He stared at my pussy. I covered my face with embarrassment. Uncle came between my legs. I glanced sideways and saw Uncle sticking out his tongue and leaning towards my pussy. I thought to myself, "Oh God, now he's going to lick my pussy. Uncle is so naughty!!" Uncle spread my legs even wider. The slit of my pussy seemed to have intoxicated him. He licked my pussy slit from bottom to top with his tongue. I trembled at the touch of his warm tongue on my wet, juicy pussy. And against my will, a moan escaped my lips once again, "Ah... oh my God!... I'm dying..."


Uncle continued to lick my pussy from bottom to top with his tongue. And as soon as his tongue touched my erect clitoris, sparks flew through my entire body. Uncle, a master of the art of sex, understood that my clitoris was my weakest point, and he focused all his attack there only. I couldn't bear it anymore. Even Bijan had never licked my pussy like this sensually, and Uncle was showering all his love on my pussy and clitoris. My clitoris swelled to almost an inch. Uncle put his lips on my clitoris and took it into his mouth. And then what? He started sucking my clitoris just like he had been sucking my nipples a little while ago. He took my entire clitoris into his mouth and was sucking it like a candy. And at the same time, he was rubbing his rough part of his tongue against my delicate clitoris. And every time he did that, it felt like an electric current was running through my entire body. And my pussy started releasing even more juice. But Uncle didn't remove his mouth from my clitoris even once. He continued to suck and lick my clitoris intensely. This intense clitoral sucking broke my self-control. I gripped the pillow tightly in my hands and started shaking my head from side to side, banging it hard on the bed. I felt like the lower part of my body had become paralyzed. The lower part of my body was completely numb by then. I was writhing helplessly on the bed while Uncle continued to suck and lick my clitoris. Uncle saw me writhing in such pleasure and must have understood that I would now ask for a cock. So, to make me even weaker, he now lightly bit my clitoris with his teeth. And his actions made my whole body tremble. I gasped, "Oh my God! Ah, oh! Yes, lick it, honey! Wow, you're making me crazy! What a pleasure! Yes, suck it, baby, suck it! Darling, you're amazing!" Muttering these things, I was close to climaxing. My hips lifted automatically, like a machine. Before reaching the peak, I grabbed Uncle's head and pressed it against my pussy. Uncle, sensing my state, took my entire pussy into his mouth. My moans and cries of pleasure echoed throughout the room. Uncle spread my pussy further with his fingers. My pink pussy opening was narrow, flushed, wet, and heavy with the scent of pheromones. Uncle knew I was about to climax. So he put his tongue to the opening and prepared to drink the nectar flowing from my pussy. I became even more uncontrollable. The touch of Uncle's warm, rough tongue on my pussy, especially my clitoris, made my whole body convulse. A loud gasp escaped my lips again. And I climaxed right into his mouth. Uncle began to drink the nectar flowing from my pussy as if he had been thirsty for ages and only this juice oozing from my pussy could quench his thirst. I continued to climax into his mouth for a long time, and he, without moving his mouth, continued to drink the stream of my pussy juice.


After climaxing repeatedly, I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, and tried to control my rapid breathing. Uncle lay down beside me and gazed at my naked body. He gently took one of my boobs into his mouth and began to suck it. His hand was gliding over my smooth, creamy thighs. With years of experience, he knew my weak points. Uncle had probably decided that he would torment me today no matter what. He would only put his cock in my pussy when I begged him to do so. My experienced lover began to display his skills on my delicate body parts. While massaging my smooth and fleshy thighs, he inserted a finger into my pussy. I writhed at this sudden attack. He was already drinking the juice from my boobs, and now his finger had set my pussy on fire. My breathing became heavy, and my eyes closed with pleasure. Uncle continued to move his finger in and out of my pussy without stopping, making me delirious. Time passed, and now he inserted two fingers into my pussy instead of one. And with his fingers, he began to fuck my pussy quite ruthlessly. I had just climaxed a short while ago, and my pussy was still full of juice. And because of his fingers fucking my juicy pussy, a "chap...chap..." sound started coming from my pussy. As the speed of his hand and fingers increased, this sound also increased. Because of his fingers fucking my juicy pussy, white foam started accumulating around the opening of my pussy. I was aroused once again. I groaned, "Oh my God! Ah, I'm dying! Oh dear! Who torments his wife like this?" Ignoring my gasps completely, Uncle raised his fingers and attacked my G-spot. He started scratching my G-spot with his fingernails. I jumped on the bed with a mix of pain and pleasure. It felt like thousands of ants were crawling all over my body and fireworks were going off in my pussy. In just five minutes, I was heading towards another orgasm. Nature's blessing—multiple orgasms. My hips started moving like a machine. I was afraid that Uncle would make me climax with just his finger. I wanted his cock in my pussy, not just his finger. So I pleaded with him, "Darling, please do it now!" Understanding my condition, Uncle smiled slightly and pushed his finger deeper into my pussy, saying, "I've been doing it all along, my love." I understood his plan. He was enjoying tormenting me like this. I said, "Not with your finger, do it with that!" Uncle, still fingering me, said, "With what? I don't understand. Tell me properly." I realized that Uncle wasn't going to give in easily. So I grabbed his cock and said, "Ugh, you!! Do it with this!" Uncle smiled again and said, "Tell me properly, with what?" I was getting a little annoyed and said, "I'm telling you, with this!" Uncle said, "Tell me its name." I said, "I don't know the name. If you want to do it, then do it." Uncle said, "I do want to do it, but say its name. Only then will I do it." I said, "Is it really necessary to say the name in this condition?" Uncle said, "Honey, in sex, if you say and do everything openly, the pleasure doubles." I said, "Aren't you enjoying it now? How much more pleasure do you want?" Uncle said, “I'm still enjoying myself, darling, but I want more pleasure. Tell me. Say it quickly, so I can start my work soon.” Giving up, I said, “Oh, you're so stubborn! Fine! Do it with your cock. Are you happy now?” Uncle said, “Hmm. Don't say 'do it' with your cock, say 'fuck me' with your cock, my love. That's when it will be truly pleasurable.” I said, “Ugh! Okay, fuck me with your cock. Are you happy now?” But Uncle still teased me, saying, “Think about it, my love. Don't call me a 'cheater' later.” I said, “Things were different before. Now you're my husband, I can't call you a cheater.” Uncle said, “Why?” I said, “Before you were just uncle-in-law, but now you're my husband. You have every right over me.” Uncle said, “Then don't say 'do it,' say 'fuck me.'” I said, “Oh God, what a crazy lover I've found! You have every right to fuck me. Now are you going to fuck me or keep asking all night?” Uncle then lunged at my pussy and said, “That's what I wanted to hear from your mouth, my love. Now watch how I make you scream with pleasure by fucking you.” Hearing his words made me incredibly happy. That's exactly what I wanted. I wanted to be completely dominated by him. And I started preparing myself for it. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (09.06.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[ananth1986]

Uncle has good stamina to enjoy Pihu.Poor Bijan has to stay away....

[Neelkantha]

Uncle has good stamina to enjoy Pihu.Poor Bijan has to stay away....

Bijan, and Poor???!!! I utterly doubt so. Nevertheless, keep reading and enjoying.

[Neelkantha]

Part 148 – Uncle Really Made Pihu Scream

 

Pihu’s POV- By now I was completely naked from glans to toe. But Uncle was still in his groom's attire, in his kurta and pajamas. Pointing to his clothes, I said to him in a pleading voice, "Darling, this is utterly unfair to me!" Hearing this, Uncle was a little surprised and said, "What have I done now?" I laughed and said, "You've already stripped me naked, but you're still in your groom's clothes!" Hearing this, Uncle said, "That's your fault, my dear." Now it was my turn to be surprised. I said, "My fault!!! How?" Uncle laughed and said, "Because I've taken off all your clothes, but you haven't taken off mine yet. The fault is yours." Admitting my mistake, I said, "Yes, you're right. It's my fault. Come, let me take off your clothes." Saying this, I took off his kurta, pajamas, and vest. Now Uncle was only in his underwear in front of me. And looking at the condition of his underwear, I could clearly see what was going inside. His cock was fully erect and throbbing inside his underwear. I grabbed the drawstring of his underwear with my finger and pulled it. And his underwear slid down and fell to the ground. He then kicked it away across the floor with his feet. Now Uncle was also completely naked from glans to toe, just like me. In the throes of lust, Uncle's cock had become uncontrollable. Uncle again laid me down on the bed and spread my legs apart. And then he sat between my legs and positioned his cock at the opening of my pussy. I closed my eyes. Uncle rubbed the glans of his cock against the opening of my pussy. The moment his hot, iron-hard cock touched the entrance of my delicate pussy, I shivered. My pussy began to drip with its juice. The experienced uncle saw that my pussy was completely ready to receive his cock. He fitted the glans of his cock into the small opening of my pussy. The sensation of Uncle's hard, masculine organ against my delicate feminine organ was overwhelming. I've mentioned several times in this story that Bijan's cock is of average size. Neither too big nor too thick. After marriage, I liked his cock. But ever since I've had the opportunity to have sex with other men, I don't get much pleasure from his average-sized cock anymore. But to spare his feelings, I pretend to enjoy it when we have sex. So when Bijan's cock touches my pussy, it's almost imperceptible, but now Uncle's cock felt like it completely filled the entrance of my pussy. Although I had been fucked by Uncle's cock several times before, I was still a little nervous at this delicate moment because of the sheer size of his cock. Uncle's cock is considerably larger than Bijan's. So I was a little apprehensive, fearing the pain of Uncle's cock entering my pussy. But still, I was ready to surrender to the flames of my lust. My hips lifted automatically, and the glans of Uncle's cock slid inside my pussy.

Uncle decided to conquer the fort in the first attempt. He positioned the glans of his cock at the entrance of my pussy, supported his weight on his arms, tensed his buttocks, and was about to thrust when he suddenly stopped. He left that position and sat down beside me. I was expecting him to fuck me right then. But his sudden action surprised me. I said in surprise, "What happened? Why did you stop? Aren't you going to do it?" Uncle said, "Of course I will, why not? I've been longing to do it for so long." I said, "Then why did you stop suddenly?" Uncle said, "I'm not going to fuck you like this. I'll fuck you from behind." I said impatiently, "Oh! Just fuck me like this. Why delay?" Seeing my impatience, Uncle smiled. He said, "You know how much I like your ass. I stare at it day and night. Today, for the first time, I'll fuck you from behind. I'll see about the rest later." I said shyly, "Darling, what all have you planned in your mind? Both uncle and nephew are alike!" Uncle said, "What do you mean?" I said shyly, "Your nephew also prefers to fuck me from behind. All the men in the family have this same habit!" Uncle said, "Not a habit, my love, your ass makes us sick. God has been kind to you. Especially your ass." I said, "There has been kindness, but when will you fuck me? Is your plan to spend the whole night arguing like this?" Uncle said, "I'll fuck you now. Turn around and get ready, bouma (daughter-in-law). Let me first look at your ass to my heart's content." I said, getting on all fours on the bed, "Not bouma, I'm your wife now. Did you forget?" Uncle laughed and said, "Darling, come to the edge. I'll stand and fuck you from behind." I got into the doggy style position on the edge of the bed. I said, “Men's fantasies! If they had their way, they'd keep women lying beneath them their whole lives.” Uncle said, “Don't worry, I'll keep you naked like this with me.” I said, “Oh, look who's here to keep me naked! The nephew can't handle it, and the uncle is getting frisky!” I rested my shoulders on the bed and got into the doggy style position, my butt lifted high. My ass looked so alluring in the doggy style position that even sages and saints would be tempted. Seeing my raised ass, Uncle wanted to lick it. He knelt on the floor behind me. He brought his mouth towards my pussy and started licking it like an animal. He put his mouth on my pussy and licked it from top to bottom. And as soon as his tongue touched my ass hole, I moaned. I had reached the peak of excitement. I groaned and said, “Darling, don't torment me anymore! Fuck me! Right now, I need your cock inside me! Fuck me hard, like your slut! Tear me apart!” Uncle positioned his cock at the opening of my pussy. I trembled feeling the hard flesh of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. Uncle grabbed my waist from behind and gave a powerful thrust. I screamed and stumbled, falling onto the bed on. The pain was clearly visible on my face. I reached back to check my pussy, to see if it was really torn. Uncle had given such a strong first thrust that I felt like a hard bamboo stick had been shoved into my pussy. My pussy was filled with its own juices. But I still felt sharp pain in my pussy. I whimpered in pain, “Darling, I can't do it! I'll die! Oh my god, so much pain! I don't want to be fucked by you!” Uncle became worried. He wondered why I was in so much pain when I had already had sex with him before. He understood that having sex for the first time in the doggy style position was impossible. I would fall with every thrust. It would have to be done with me lying down. He remembered his past experiences. Uncle said, "Darling, why are you so scared? It's like this the first time. It will be fine in a little while." I said, "It hurts so much. Your cock is so big that it feels like I'm going to die the first time I take it inside me. I might die from having sex with you!" Uncle laughed and said, "Silly girl, has anyone ever died on their wedding night? And you're talking as if this is the first time you're taking my cock inside your pussy. How many times have you had sex with my cock?" I said, "Your cock is very big! Every time I take your cock inside my pussy, I'm afraid that my pussy will tear because of the size of your cock." Uncle said, "A pussy adjusts to every size. Just now you were saying 'tear me apart'. If it's big, it's better." I said, "Yes, you're right about that. Size does matter." Uncle said, "So don't be afraid. Trust me, I won't let anything happen to you. You are my life." I said, "Okay, I'm leaving myself in your hands. Do it slowly." Saying this, I started to get into the doggy style position again. Uncle stopped me and said, "No, stay lying down. I'll get on top of you and do it." I lay on my back on the bed. I lifted my legs and smiled, saying, "Darling, don't say 'I'll do it', say 'I'll fuck you'." Hearing me, Uncle burst out laughing.


My legs were in the air, and the heavenly sight between my thighs was shining before uncle's eyes. His mouth was watering, like a hungry lion seeing juicy meat before him. But this time, he didn't want to take any risks. From his past experiences, he had learned that caution was necessary during the first fucking, otherwise, the game could be ruined. He got up and went towards the dressing table. He started rummaging through the drawers one by one. Meanwhile, lying on the bed with my legs raised, every moment felt like an eternity to me. My impatience was undeniable. Pointing to my alluring youth, I said, "Oh! What are you looking for there? What you need is right here on the bed! Take it." Uncle said, "What's the matter, my dear, are you in such a hurry to be fucked?" I said, "Yes, I am! I want to celebrate my wedding night! Girls wait their whole lives for this night." By then, Uncle had found a jar of cold cream on the bedside table. Showing it to me, he said, "Darling, this is what I was looking for. Now you will feel less pain. After all, I have to take care of your comfort." I was overjoyed to see uncle's concern for me. My new husband cared for me so much that my heart was overflowing with love. I said to him, "Please, don't worry too much about me. Whatever happens, happens. This happens to every girl, I'm not any different, am I? Now I won't say anything. Even if I scream or shout, don't pay attention and don't stop. Just finish what you're doing. Today I want to have sex with you not like an uncle-in-law and daughter-in-law, but like husband and wife!" Uncle came back to me with the cream. He took out a lot of cream and rubbed it into my pussy with his finger. He rotated his finger, making my pussy completely smooth and slippery. Uncle's actions made me writhe on the bed like a fish out of water. And why wouldn't I? Uncle's finger was as thick as Bijan’s cock. Uncle applied cream two or three times, thoroughly lubricating my pussy. Today, as a husband, he had to fuck this pussy. Then he smeared a lot of cream on his cock as well. I was watching the cream being applied to uncle's cock out of the corner of my eye. I wanted to anoint uncle's cock with my own hands, but the shyness of being a wife for the first time was holding me back. After thoroughly lubricating his cock and my pussy, uncle came between my legs again. He positioned the glans of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. As soon as I felt the touch of his cock glans at the entrance of my pussy, I closed my eyes in pleasure. I had been waiting for this special moment for many days. Uncle also knew that the initial moments of fucking are as critical as a missile launch. The most difficult time is when the cock expands the pussy as it moves forward. I thought, just get the glans inside somehow. Once the glans is inside, the cock will move along its path like a self-guided missile. The whole problem was with the entry of the glans, because I could move my body and throw off his aim. Once the entry is made, it will be difficult for me to move. Uncle said, "Darling, you will feel a little pain only when the front part goes inside. Cooperate at that time. Once it goes in about an inch and a half, there will be no pain. Do you understand?" I said, "Yes, darling, go ahead, I am ready to bear everything now. Make me your wife from your daughter-in-law."


Uncle took his position and applied pressure to his cock. His cock slowly began to stretch and fuck my pussy opening. A pained expression appeared on my face. Uncle gave a slight thrust, and half of his glans entered my pussy. A soft whimper escaped my lips, and tears welled up in my eyes. Uncle's glans had severely stretched my delicate pussy. I was in terrible pain, but I was suppressing it. Seeing his glans properly positioned, Uncle gave another thrust. Thanks to the cold cream, there was no friction at all, and with this thrust, his entire glans disappeared inside my pussy. A muffled scream escaped my lips, and sweat beaded on my forehead. "Oh... Mother..." I felt as if someone had plunged a hot dagger into the most sensitive part of my body, and I had been torn in two. Seeing my condition, Uncle felt pity for me, but what could he do? After all, I was a full-grown woman, capable of experiencing the true pleasures of my youth. I was writhing on the bed, but I didn't stop Uncle even once. It was as if I had resolved to experience this pleasure today. Uncle didn't want to prolong my pain. He wanted to get it over with in one go. He took a deep breath, placed one hand over my mouth to stifle my scream, and delivered a powerful thrust. With this thrust, I screamed loudly, but because his hand was over my mouth, my voice was muffled. Uncle's cream-covered cock was completely embedded in my pussy, all the way to the base. His dangling testicles bumped against my buttocks. I felt like my end had come. I was experiencing excruciating pain in my hip joints. I was lying on the bed, writhing in pain. After four years of marriage, and having been fucked with so many men besides my husband, I never imagined that uncle's cock could inflict so much pain. I was not only in agony, but I was also drifting in and out of consciousness. For a moment, I regretted having desired this monstrous cock. But the longing to be fucked by a real man like uncle silenced me. Meanwhile, uncle was going crazy with the feeling of conquest. The daughter-in-law he had been yearning to have as his own wife and have sex with for a year was now lying beneath him, and he was towering over her like the sky. His greatest desire in life had been fulfilled—to enjoy my intoxicating, arousing, and incredibly sexy body as a husband. Despite this immense joy, he was aware of my pain. He wanted me to be comfortable so that I could also enjoy the sex and make our wedding night memorable. Uncle lifted my thighs higher, adjusting himself properly in between so that I couldn't escape. However, he didn't know that I didn't want to escape at all today. He removed his hand from my mouth and pressed his thirsty lips against my burning lips. He wanted to arouse me again so that my attention would be diverted from the pain. He reached out and placed a hand on my boobs, squeezing them. His efforts began to pay off. I started to feel a little more comfortable. By now, my pussy had adjusted to uncle's cock, although the pain was still considerable. Sensing the delicate situation, uncle continued to kiss my luscious lips without doing anything else. Occasionally, he stroked my fleshy thighs to help me relax. The cold cream had made things much easier. Initially, he only used the cream for anal sex, because using it during pussy sex diminished the pleasure of the friction. But everything was forgiven for me. Suddenly, Uncle noticed my hand on his back, and I started stroking him. What did that mean? I was ready for the next stage. A woman doesn't speak with her mouth; she expresses her "feelings" through gestures. I was stroking Uncle, but the pain was still there, although it had lessened considerably. Lying down, I was thrilled to feel Uncle's cock inside my pussy. I felt like Uncle's cock had torn through my pussy and gone even beyond my navel. Uncle's cock was so thick that my entire pussy was completely gripping it. My pussy felt completely full. Today, I rediscovered the untouched depths of my pussy. I was amazed at how such a large and thick cock could fit inside my pussy. In the time Uncle had been inside me, Bijan would have finished having sex with me and fallen asleep.


Uncle said, "Honey, is it hurting?" I said, "Yes, darling, it's still hurting." Uncle said, "So, should I take it out?" I immediately replied, "No, no! There will be some pain. Don't worry about me." Uncle said, "If I don't worry about you, then who should I worry about? You've become a part of my very breath. If it weren't for the wedding night, I wouldn't even be doing this." I teased him, "Oh, could you have managed without doing it?" Uncle said, "I couldn't have, but I don't like causing you pain." I said, "Who told you that you're causing me pain? Have I complained to you?" Uncle said, "No, but you look like you're in a lot of pain." I said, "That happens to every woman. There is no gain without pain. Speak up when I complain to you." I tightly gripped Uncle's buttocks and pulled him towards me. Uncle understood my signal, but to have some fun, he asked again, "Tell me, darling, should I do it or not?" I said, "What are you saying? You told me not to say 'do it,' then why are you saying repeatedly it yourself?" Uncle said, "Oh, sorry, sorry. I mean, should I ‘fuck’ you?" I said, "Uncle, tell me something, your cock is already deeply embedded in my pussy, now is sex called something else that you're asking for permission?" Uncle understood that the sex had already begun, now only the thrusting remained. He pulled his cock out until the glans. The friction of the cock created a streak of pain inside me, and a mixed moan of pain and pleasure escaped my lips. "Umm... Ahh..." I groaned, "Ah, Uncle! Do it slowly, it's hurting. Oh my god, into whose hands have I fallen? He's determined to kill me!" Uncle delivered another powerful thrust, his cock hitting my cervix again. I said, "Oh, you brute! Go slower! Do you want to kill me? Can't you be a little patient?" Uncle said, "You're the one who said not to worry about you. What happened now? Darling, just bear with a couple more thrusts, then you'll see how much fun it will be. Today you'll experience the true pleasure of youth. It will feel like you're flying in the sky." I said, "Then make me fly in the sky, quickly! Just make sure you fly with me too, okay?" Uncle said, "We'll be together. After all, I'm the pilot!" I said, "So, Mr. Pilot, shall we take off now?" Saying this, I lifted my plump buttocks from below. Uncle began to use his thirty-five years or so of experience. He started thrusting with a light and steady rhythm. With each thrust, my pussy was assimilating his cock. With each passing thrust, my pain decreased, and the pleasure increased. After some thrusts, my pussy adapted itself to Uncle's huge cock and became habituated with it. Now every thrust was taking me to a new world of pleasure. When Uncle saw that I was enjoying his cock, he started increasing the speed of his thrusts. Now he wanted to give me the pleasure of a real man. His strokes became longer and deeper. When his thick cock rubbed against the delicate but sensitive inner skin of my pussy, I shivered. I was truly flying in the sky now.


Uncle's cock was quite long, reaching my cervix. Each thrust felt like small atomic bombs exploding inside my body. The heat of the bombs was driving me crazy. Men think they enjoy sex, but the real pleasure belongs to the woman only. The Kama Sutra says that a woman has eight times more sexual capacity than a man. A six-foot-tall man has only a six-inch cock, and even then, he only experiences pleasure from one inch of it. But a woman experiences pleasure with every part of her body—lips, neck, shoulders, boobs, belly, armpits, thighs, buttocks—all are gateways to pleasure. A man is merely a bearer of a woman's desires. Just as a wrestler in the arena has his disciples massage him, a woman has a man serve her, and pretends that she is making a sacrifice. A man experiences orgasm only once during ejaculation, but a woman experiences multiple orgasms. Nature is on the woman's side. It has given women three pleasure points—the clitoris, the G-spot, and the cervix. The clitoris is external, providing pleasure through stimulation. The G-spot is two inches inside, a knot-like structure, providing intense pleasure with touch. The cervix, at the mouth of the uterus, seven inches deep, provides ultimate bliss. Only a select few women can experience cervical orgasms because it requires a seven-inch cock. I was one of those lucky women whose fate had brought them a horse-sized cock today. Uncle's cock was taking me to seventh heaven. All three of my pleasure points were being stimulated. I was losing my senses. All my concentration was focused on my pussy. Fucking was becoming a state of samadhi (meditative absorption). My eyes had turned blurry. My pupils were dilated. I was shaking my head from side to side. It became difficult for me to bear all this at a time, so I dug my nails into Uncle's back. Uncle felt a prickling sensation on his back, but for such a seductive daughter-in-law, who was so kind to her uncle-in-law, he would gladly endure even a sword wound. Old age was better than youth. He placed my legs on his shoulders. This made my pussy protrude more, and his cock went even deeper. The final frenzy began. The bed started shaking from the impact of his powerful thrusts. The entire room echoed with the "thump-thump" sound of our intense fucking. My seductive moans, the impact on my soft buttocks—a storm of excitement was rising throughout my body. I was reaching my climax gradually. I grabbed Uncle's hips, pulling him towards me with every thrust. When things got out of control, I started babbling nonsense. I said, "Oh my God! What a pleasure this is! Honey, fuck me hard! I want to die in your arms!" Uncle said, "Oh baby, don't say that. May your enemies die. Talk about living today, my love. Just enjoy and have the pleasure of your body." I said, "Honey, fuck me, fuck me, and only fuck me! Fuck me as hard as you can! Don't be merciful to me! Just tear me apart! Oh darling, what a wonderful fucker you are!!! What a lovely fucker you are!!!" My vulgar words further ignited Uncle's passion. He started thrusting into me like a bull. It was difficult to stop him now. It had been half an hour. Such control in the face of such juicy youth was surprising. While thrusting relentlessly, Uncle said, "Take it, my queen, the pleasure of a real man's cock! You were also yearning for my cock. Take it, enjoy it to the fullest! I will fuck you so hard today that you will know what a real man is like. After today, you will worship my cock morning and evening, forgetting about Bijan's cock."


Uncle now launched his final and most ferocious attack on my pussy. The bed began to shake as if in an earthquake. All sorts of sounds echoed—sometimes my gasps, sometimes the slapping of buttocks, sometimes the creaking of the bed. Everything seemed to be vying for attention. I had lost count of how many times I had orgasmed. Uncle's words fueled my passion even more. I started thrusting my hips upwards forcefully. I said, "Yes, darling, give me all the pleasure you can! Why only morning and evening, I'll worship your cock twenty-four hours a day. It's truly worthy of worship. It drives a woman crazy. Bijan's cock is as thick and long as one of your fingers. Compared to your cock, his is like a child's little prick." I realized he was about to ejaculate. He thrust his cock completely inside my pussy. He stopped the thrusting during ejaculation, using only his muscles to spurt out all his cum into my pussy. In an instant, my pussy was overflowing with his hot cum. But since his cock was still inside me, his cum couldn't come out of my pussy. It started to ooze out around his cock. After ejaculating, he collapsed on top of me. He still kept his cock inside my pussy so that the cum wouldn't come out. Flames were raging through my body. Uncle must have seen a strange intoxication in my eyes—the same intoxication that is in every woman's eyes during sex. As soon as his cum entered my pussy, I couldn't contain my happiness. I orgasmed forcefully once again. Reaching the peak of excitement, my body was trembling. I held Uncle tightly and clung to him. Uncle was lying on top of me, recovering from his exhaustion. Pinned beneath him, I held him tightly in my arms, my legs wrapped around his waist like a pair of scissors. I looked at him with eyes full of contentment. I had never imagined the pleasure I had received from him today. This pleasure was beyond my mind and intellect, indescribable in words. I couldn't believe that this was a manly pleasure. I was amazed that my body could give and receive so much pleasure at the same time. I gently stroked Uncle's back, occasionally running my hand over his buttocks. This wasn't new for Uncle. I thought, sexual pleasure is akin to divine bliss. A husband bestows this upon his wife, perhaps that's why the scriptures have given the husband the status of parameshwar (the ultimate God) to his wife. By receiving this pleasure, every wife becomes her husband's better half. Uncle's strength had returned. He began to caress my fleshy thighs and buttocks. He took one of my boobs into his mouth and began to suckle it. I found his suckling of my tit immensely pleasurable. Uncle's cock was still inside my pussy. I felt uncomfortable under Uncle's weight and squirmed a little. Uncle understood that my delicate body was bearing his weight. He pulled his cock out of my pussy. I winced at the friction. And a lot of cum spilled out of my pussy and onto the bed. Uncle had released a large amount of cum into my pussy all at once. Seeing this, I felt shy. Uncle picked up my panties from the floor and began to wipe his cock with it. I watched him doing so. I wanted to clean it myself—but shame stopped me. Teasing him, I said, "Ew! Why are you wiping it with my panties? Wipe it with your own clothes." Uncle said, "Darling, my clothes will get dirty." Uncle threw my panties back down. As I started to get out of bed, I groaned in pain, “Ah, oh my god!” Uncle said, “What happened, bouma?” I said, “Uncle, my pussy is hurting a lot.” Uncle said, “Get up slowly. It hurts at first. After a while, you'll be jumping around again, enjoying yourself, and you'll say, 'Uncle, fuck me harder, tear apart my damn pussy!'” I blushed and said, “Oh, stop! You say anything. Do you think I'm some kind of loose woman? I won't say that.” Uncle said, “Darling, what's wrong with saying that to me? Be open during sex, and the pleasure will be doubled.” I said, “Leave it, I don't want any more pleasure.” I slid to the edge of the bed and started to stand up. But I stumbled with the pain and almost fell. Uncle caught me in his strong arms. We were both naked, clinging to each other. Uncle pulled me towards him and pressed his hot lips against my juicy lips. I clung to him like a vine, and started sucking on Uncle's lips. Uncle put his hands on my buttocks and started playing with them. His heart was never satisfied with my killer ass. I knew that. My boobs were pressed against his hard manly chest. We were both immersed in romance. Uncle's cock had gone soft. Due to his age, it was difficult for him to get an erection again so quickly. I knew that too.


Uncle took me in his arms and said, "Do you want to do it again?" I said, "It still hurts, but if you want to, go ahead." Uncle put his now flaccid cock in my hand, "Let's leave it for today. If we do it now, it will hurt in the morning. We'll have sex one more time before going home tomorrow." I said, "Uncle, we have to go home tomorrow. Remember? Otherwise, everyone at home will think that you've run away with your nephew's wife at this age." We both laughed. Uncle left the room. He was going to sleep in the other room. I stretched out on the bed. Suddenly, I remembered something. I picked up my panties, stained with Uncle's cum, from the floor, kissed it, and put it on. The effect of that intense lovemaking was such tiresome that I soon fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how long I slept. Suddenly, my sleep was broken by a sound. I sat up in bed. For a few moments, I didn't know what had happened. What sound had woken me up? Then the same sound came again. The sound was coming from downstairs. Or rather, from outside the house. Someone was knocking on the door of this house. I picked up my mobile phone. It was 11:30 at night. This is quite late in the village. And who could possibly come to this house so late at night? I got out of bed and somehow put on my saree. And came out of the room. Uncle was in the other room. He had also come out after hearing the sound. I said to him, "Who could come here so late at night? Does anyone know that we are here?" Uncle said, "Besides my friend, no one knows." I said, "Then who could it be?" Uncle said, "You stay in your room. I'll go see." Saying this, Uncle went downstairs. And I went back to my room. I sat on the bed and waited. Some time passed like this. Uncle didn't come back. I got up, put on my clothes, and started going downstairs. As I started going downstairs, I began to hear uncle's voice. I could also hear someone else's voice. When I went down, I saw uncle sitting on the sofa with an elderly man like him, talking. As soon as I approached them, the man looked at me. And the moment I saw him, I recognized him and I felt the ground give way beneath my feet. I stared at the man with wide, disbelieving eyes. I couldn't believe my own fucking eyes right then right there. How could he be here at this late of the night??? (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (11.06.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[ananth1986]

Now another cock set ready for Pihu.
Happy for threesome with Pihu.
But who is he ?
Will it be Bijan ?
Waiting for Thursday

[Neelkantha]

Now another cock set ready for Pihu.
Happy for threesome with Pihu.
But who is he ?
Will it be Bijan ?
Waiting for Thursday

How should I know, buddy!!! It may be Bijan. It may be Ani. Or it may be someone else whom Pihu knows very well. Let's see who's this person. Stay tuned.

[Pundit77]

Elderly man and Pihu knows him.....that points to only a few.....suspense...suspense....

[Neelkantha]

Elderly man and Pihu knows him.....that points to only a few.....suspense...suspense....

Bang on..bro... You've got the hawk's eyes...

[Neelkantha]

Part 149 – The Late-Night Guest

 

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes in life, we experience such shocks that make it almost impossible for us to recover from them at the time. We can't understand what's happening to us, or how something like this could happen to us. We don't even trust our own eyes. We don't know what to do in that moment, how to get out of this situation. Something similar happened to me when I saw that man with Uncle late at night. I recognized him immediately because I had seen him before. He was Piyush's father. Piyush, the same mischievous young ruckus boy who had scared and threatened Ankita, and whom I had taught a lesson with Ani's help. I knew that Piyush's father was the village headman. And I had only met him once, when I taught Piyush a lesson. But I still remembered his face and features. And that's why I recognized him the moment I saw him. Seeing me, he also looked up at me. But from his facial expression, I didn't think he recognized me. In a way, that was a good thing for me. If he had recognized me, it would have been difficult for me. And my secret would have been revealed to Uncle once again. Because, except for Ani, no one else in our house knew how I had taught Piyush a lesson. If they found out about this, they would also find out that I had not only sex with Piyush but also with two of his friends that day. And I didn't want anyone in my family, not just Uncle, to find out about this. So, it was a relief for me that Piyush's father didn't recognize me. Uncle also saw me coming because of the sound of my footsteps. And seeing me, he said, "Come, come, bouma (daughter-in-law). Look who's here. This is my friend Pratap. I was just talking to you about him. This is his house. And he knows about us too." Saying this, he smiled and winked at me. I felt that Uncle had made a huge mistake by telling about us to his friend. He shouldn't have done that. Now his friend also knew about all our antics, which could potentially lead to new troubles for us in the future, especially for me. And I absolutely didn't want that. But since Uncle had already told his friend everything about us, what could I do now? And it wasn't Uncle's fault either. He probably didn't know beforehand what his friend's son had done misdeeds with his future daughter-in-law. Perhaps Pratap hadn't told Uncle about his son's actions. That's why Uncle, trusting his friend, must have talked about us. Now no one could do anything about this matter. Not even me. It would be best for me to behave normally in front of Uncle and his friend Pratap. So that Uncle wouldn't suspect anything about me, and Pratap wouldn't recognize me either. My coming here at this time was a mistake. I shouldn't have come here. But now I couldn't do anything about it too. So I greeted Pratap and said, "Hello Uncle. My name is Pihu." Pratap looked at me and said, "Pihu, don't mind, can I say you something?" Hearing him, I got scared. Had he recognized me? I said nervously, "Tell me." Pratap said, "Do I look old to you?" I was surprised again and said, "Why are you saying that?" Pratap said, "Then why are you calling me Uncle? I don't look so old that a young woman like you would call me Uncle, do I?" Hearing him, I breathed a sigh of relief again. This time I laughed and said, "Absolutely not. Who says you've gotten old? You're still young." Pratap then laughed and said, "So please don't call me Uncle. If possible, you can call me by my name. Just call me Pratap." Saying this, he moved a little closer and said, "You see, if we call each other by our names, it will bring us closer." Saying this, he looked into my eyes and smiled slightly. I didn't like the way he said that or the way he looked at me. I felt that he was indirectly trying to tell me something through this. But with uncle present, I couldn't say anything to him. Before I could say anything, uncle interrupted, "That's a very good point you've made, Pratap. And don't worry, my bouma is a broad-minded woman. She won't mind you calling her by her name. Right, dear?" I just nodded my head in agreement without saying anything.

Now Pratap said, "Yes, just looking at her, you can tell how open she is. I mean... how liberal and open-minded she is. Otherwise, which daughter-in-law would be alone with her uncle-in-law like this..." Pratap smiled at Uncle, without finishing his sentence. Not only I, but Uncle also understood what he meant. He immediately said, "We'll talk about that later." Pratap now leaned back comfortably on the sofa and said, "Yes, yes, we'll talk it later. For now, let's do something else." I thought he would leave soon after meeting Uncle. But his body language suggested that he wasn't going to leave so quickly. But what was he talking about doing? I didn't understand. Perhaps Uncle didn't understand either. So he said, "What do you mean?" This time Pratap laughed and said, "Hey, today is a special night in your life. And that too in my house. So am I just going to leave like this? Won't you even offer me a drink? Besides, I'm thirsty." He said the last part looking at me. I deliberately ignored him. I wanted him to leave as soon as possible. But looking at him, it didn't seem like he was going to leave anytime soon. Before I could say anything, Uncle spoke again, "Yes, yes, why not? I have a bottle." Now, I was forced to speak, "At this hour of the night, you're going to sit down and drink alcohol?" Before Uncle could say anything, Pratap said, "Yes, what's wrong with that? Where is it written that you can't drink alcohol at midnight? And besides, today is the most special night in my best friend's life. It deserves to be celebrated. Isn’t it? And there's only one way to celebrate it, let's have a drink." I said again, "Uncle, you've already had enough to drink. And there's no need to drink more..." Before I could finish my sentence, Pratap spoke again, "There is a need. That's how we friends celebrate. And one more drink won't hurt. It's getting late, I need to go home too. I'll have a drink with my friend and then leave from here.” Hearing him, I felt it was in my best interest to get him out of here quickly. And if he leaves after having one drink, nothing could be better for me. And if I keep arguing with them unnecessarily, which he won't listen to or agree with anyway, it will only delay his departure. So I said, “Okay, you two sit down. I'll get everything ready.” Saying this, I went to the kitchen, took a bottle of liquor, glasses, ice, and some snacks on a tray, and brought them to them. Pratap said, “Thank you, Pihu. Go, now you go and sleep peacefully. We won't disturb you anymore. We'll both have one drink each, then I'll leave from here.” Uncle said, “Yes, bouma. You go and sleep. After Pratap leaves, I'll go to sleep too.” Without saying anything, I quietly left. I didn't see it, but call it a woman's intuition or something else, I felt that Pratap's eyes were on me as I left. Especially on my swaying ass.  A long sigh escaped my lips involuntarily. My situation is getting worse and worse day by day because of this wretched ass of mine.


After coming upstairs, my first thought was to go to sleep. But Pratap's behavior and words towards me had angered me, and I couldn't sleep. So I thought it would be better to go to the roof and spend some time in the fresh air. Maybe that would calm my mind and help me fall asleep quickly. With this thought, instead of going to my room, I went to the roof to walk around in the open air for a while. I thought that a short walk on the roof in the fresh air would calm my mind. But the exact opposite happened. All sorts of thoughts about Piyush and his father, Pratap, started swirling in my mind. There's no doubt that Uncle made a mistake by telling his friend about us. Now I couldn't understand whether Pratap would take advantage of this or not, especially with me. And considering his demeanor and his behavior and words towards me, I suspect he's the kind of man who will definitely try to take advantage of the situation at some point. And God forbid if that happens, how will I manage that situation? Thank God he didn't recognize me. If he had recognized me, my difficulties would have increased even more. But my situation is still not good. Although Pratap hasn't recognized me yet, he still knows that despite being his nephew's wife, I have such an illicit relationship with my own uncle-in-law, and that too, while hiding it from my family. And if my father-in-law finds out about this terrible secret, it won't be good for me. And my problems will increase even more. And can I trust Pratap in this matter? Maybe he didn't recognize me today, but what if he remembers me later and, to take revenge for his and his son's humiliation, tells my father-in-law about my and Uncle's actions? Just thinking about all this made me feel scared. I need to talk to Uncle about this as soon as possible. I have to warn him about my situation beforehand. That way, even if Pratap tries to do something wrong later, Uncle will be able to handle the situation. And I need to talk to Uncle about this right now. I can't wait any longer. But Pratap hasn't left yet. Almost half an hour has passed since I came to the roof, why hasn't he left yet? What is he doing for so long? He said he would leave after having just one drink. Does it really take someone this long to have one drink? Should I go downstairs and see what's going on? Or should I go to my room and sleep like a good girl? I'll talk to Uncle after he leaves. I don't understand anything. For a moment, I thought of calling Bijan and asking for his advice on this matter. Although he doesn't know everything, he might still be able to help me, understanding the seriousness of the situation. Even if I have to listen to his scolding for it, I will. When the mistake is mine, it's only natural to be scolded. But I don't have my phone with me right now. My phone is left in my room. So, as I turned to go to my room to get my phone, I was forced to stop. Because Pratap was standing ghostly at the edge of the roof. I don't know how long he had been standing silently behind me like that. And how long he had been staring at me. Seeing him standing silently behind me like that, my heart skipped a beat for a moment. And I got scared.


I stammered, "Why… are you…here??? Didn't you go home?" Looking at me, Pratap smiled and said, "Pihu, you've probably forgotten that this is my house too. And right now, I’m not in your house, but you're in mine." Hearing this, I got even more scared. I said, "That's not what I meant. You said yourself that it was getting late and you had to leave quickly. That's why I..." This time too, I couldn't finish my sentence. Because before I could so, Pratap interrupted me and said, "Yes, I did say that. But then I thought, since it's already midnight, why not spend the rest of the night here? I'll leave tomorrow morning." Saying this, he looked at me and said, "Hey, I did the right thing, didn't I?" I didn't know what to say to him. Uncle wasn't nearby either. I said, "Uncle... where is Uncle?" Pratap, now moving closer to me, said, "Him? He's passed out after three pegs. He's snoring away on the sofa downstairs. He won't open his eyes until tomorrow morning." I now stepped back a little and said, "Then I'll go to sleep too. You can sleep somewhere." Pratap, moving even closer to me, said, "Go to sleep? What's the hurry? It's only midnight. Half the night is still left. Let me talk to you for a while first." I said, "What kind of talk?" Pratap, now standing very close to me, said, "Okay Pihu, why are you so afraid of me?" I said, "Why would I be afraid of you?" Pratap, looking directly into my eyes, said in a calm but serious voice, "Because you've been thinking all this time whether I've recognized you or not. Right?" Hearing his words, all the hairs on my body stood on end. It felt like someone was rubbing ice on my spine, or that I had suddenly been paralyzed from head to toe. My lips and throat went dry instantly. The answer was in his question. And I also got the answer to my own question from his question. This meant that Pratap had recognized me earlier. But he was just pretending not to recognize me in front of Uncle. But what was his motive? And why had he come to me so late at night, especially when Uncle was lying drunk downstairs? His behavior didn't suggest that his intentions were good at all. I said, "What are you saying? I don't understand anything. I'm meeting you for the first time today. So how can you recognize me from before?" This time too, Pratap looked me in the eyes and said, "A beautiful woman like you shouldn't lie like this, Pihu. You know very well that this isn't our first meeting. We've met before. About a year ago. When you insulted me and my son. Have you forgotten? Or should I remind you how you were having a good time with my son and his two friends that day?" Hearing his words, the ground truly slipped away from under my feet. Because until today, I thought that whatever happened between me, Piyush, and his friends that day was known only to us. Not to Piyush's father. But today I found out that he already knew everything. Pratap said, "If I want, I can go to your house right now and tell everyone about your actions. Especially your father-in-law, who keeps boasting about his hollow ego and his honor throughout the village. If I go and tell him how his own son's wife has been having sex with my son, what will happen to him? His reputation will be completely ruined." Saying this, Pratap paused for a moment and then said, "Forget all those old things. If I tell your father-in-law about your current actions, about how you and your 'so-called' uncle-in-law celebrated your wedding night in my house, what will he do to you? Can you even imagine, Pihu?" Hearing his words, I got scared. Everything I had been thinking in my mind, this man was repeating it right in front of me. Then he said, "Don't be afraid, Pihu, I won't do anything like that. Do you know why? Because I won't gain anything from doing all this. It's better that I settle my old score with you myself today. That's where my benefit lies." It didn't take me long to understand what he was hinting at. And as soon as I understood, I became even more frightened.


But this wasn't the time to be afraid. If I got scared, it could be bad for me. And the situation would slip away from my hand completely. And I can’t let happen this. So, I looked him straight in his eyes and said, "Are you trying to threaten me? Let me tell you, you won't gain anything from this. Because if you try any funny business with me right now, I'll file a legal complaint against you. And I'll have Ankita file a separate complaint against your son. You and your son will both end up grinding grain in jail. And as for my or my family's honor, it's best if you don't worry about that. I'll handle it myself." After saying this, I fell silent. While I was speaking, Pratap didn't interrupt me even once, nor did he stop me from saying all this. Despite hearing all this, there was no anger on his face, not a single wrinkle on his forehead. He was completely calm, relaxed, and smiling at me, as if I were telling him a joke. After I finished speaking, he said in a calm voice, "Do you know, Pihu, even after you insulted me so much that day, and even today, why am I still standing here talking to you like this? Because I like you, that's why." What Pratap said truly shocked me. What new nonsense was he spouting now? Was this some new trick to win me over? I didn't know. But if it was, I wasn't going to fall into his trap so easily. Today he would find out what Pihu is made of. I said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Pratap laughed and said, "I'm not talking any nonsense, but the truth. I really like you. Do you know why?" Saying this, he brought his mouth close to my ear and whispered, "Because you are fearless. Carefree. Just like a wild huntress lioness. And I absolutely love playing with such wild lionesses. You are the only one in my life who has ever defeated me. And that's why I appreciate your cleverness. You are indeed very clever. And beautiful too." Saying this, he grabbed my hand. I had no idea he would do something like this to me. I tried to free my hand from his grip and said, "What are you doing to me? Let go of my hand!" But Pratap didn't let go of my hand. Holding my hand in his, he looked me in the eyes and said, "Just agree to my request for one night, Pihu. No one will ever find out. And I promise that I will always keep my distance from your family, especially from you. If you agree, I will never bother you or your family again. You will never see my face again after today. That's my promise to you." I said, "What kind of nonsense is this! If I say no, will you force yourself on me?" Pratap said, "Absolutely not. I haven't come here to force myself on you. I want you to have sex with me tonight of your own free will. Just once. After that, I won't say anything to you. I'll quietly leave from here." I didn't like what he said. But what he said next truly made me think. Pratap said, "Think, Pihu, if I wanted to, I could have exposed you right in front of your uncle-in-law. I could have told him how my son took naked pictures of his daughter-in-law while her bathing. I could have also told him how you had sex with three young men to save that girl. But I didn't say any of that. And I swear to you, I will never tell him any of this. Neither he nor anyone else in the world will ever find out about this. This will remain just between you and me. For our entire lives. You just have to have sex with me once. That's all. And I think if you can celebrate your wedding night with your uncle-in-law like this, outside your own home, in someone else's house, then you can have sex with me at least once. Can’t you? And listen, your uncle won't even find out about this sex. He's lying downstairs, passed out drunk. This will remain between the two of us. Think, Pihu, think." His words truly made me think. I didn't know what to say to him now, or what to do. I couldn't decide anything. I had no intention of agreeing to his demands, but I couldn't refuse him either. I was stuck in a dilemma. And the only way out I could see was to agree to his terms. You can call me a fool, I don't care. But at that moment, that's what seemed right to me. So, looking at Pratap, I said, "Okay. I agree to your condition. But you'll also have to agree to one of mine." Pratap asked, "Which one?" I said, "The one you just mentioned yourself. After today, you will never bother me or my family again. And you will never mention this to Uncle either. Agreed?" Pratap put his hand around my waist, pulled me towards him, and smiled, saying, "Absolutely agreed, my queen." That night, at midnight, under the open starry sky on that rooftop, our bodies became one. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (13.06.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

To my dear readers — Today, "Nemesis" completes one year. Exactly a year ago, I started a thread under this name and began posting a short story, hoping that perhaps someone would read and enjoy it. To be honest, the story I had originally conceived about a year and a half ago was meant to span only 50 or 60 episodes lasting, at most, six months. Yet, while writing for you all, I lost track of time; the story crossed the 100-episode mark and now stands on the threshold of its 150th episode. And it doesn't stop there; the story will continue further. I still have many more tales to share with you. You might just have to put up with me for another year! But this story is no longer mine alone; it belongs to you, to those who read it, loved it, and boosted my morale with daily comments, inspiring me to write new stories. I truly wish to express my gratitude to you all today. A heartfelt thank you to everyone. So, let us meet again in the new year. I hope to continue entertaining you through my writing. There are still many exciting twists and turns ahead in this story. I will return to present them to you on the scheduled date and time. Once again, thank you all. ~ Neelkantha

[ananth1986]

Celebrating a year with PIHU. Thank you NEELKANTHA.