Adultery Hot Family Secrets (Updated : Sep 15)

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Super hot bro

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New wave of young moms

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Future mommy's

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One hot family secret is many hot young mums would like to look hit and sexy in front of their young sons and be clicked by them

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One hot family secret is many hot young mums would like to look hit and sexy in front of their young sons and be clicked by them

Motherly love and respect also these young mommy's making sure that her baby gets everything whenever he wants it not fapping around his pencil or seeking love and women's warmth in cheep randi or cheating girls

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Akki went to the bathroom, saying she would be right back. Arvind understood the nature of the problem; he realized he shouldn't leave them alone if possible. Since Anitha would be home once she returned—and she had said she would start her journey back the next day—he figured he only had to manage the situation for one more day.



Just then, Akki emerged from the bathroom.

Arvind was stunned to see Akki completely naked. Admiring her beauty, he thought to himself, "If only she didn't have this condition, our lives would have been so wonderful." Looking at Akki standing before him, he asked, "What happened? You didn't put on your panties?" Blushing, Akki replied, "Dad... my little brother felt an urge to touch me... I told you his 'chalk' and 'slate' had seized up, didn't I? But you didn't ask how *I* was feeling..." Hearing this, Arvind felt as though he were having a heart attack. Did Akki have the same kind of problem too? He regretted stirring this up over the past two days—what was he to do now? It’s difficult when such thoughts keep popping up constantly... especially for a young girl...

Conflict... life itself is a conflict... I’ve gotten used to it.

With a sense of detachment, he asked, "Akki... do you feel the same way your younger brother does? That tingling sensation?" She shook her head and replied, "No, Dad... I didn't feel anything like that... though I did feel a little something when my brother touched me..." Arvind breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then... what is this state you're in? Not wearing any underwear?" Blushing, she said, "Dad... I didn't get aroused like my brother... but I just feel like being free like this... especially in front of you. Dad, I keep thinking about when you'll come back from the gym... when I can be without clothes in front of you... It feels so good to be like this, Dad..."

And here we go again... the alarm bells started ringing in his head... What kind of situation is this? How dangerous is it for a young girl to be unclothed like this—even at home, and right in front of me? Could this lead to new problems? "What is it, Dad? You look so down... Don't you like me being like this? Whenever I wear clothes, it feels like scorpions and centipedes are crawling all over my body... Please, Dad... agree to this for my sake. I’ll wear clothes if outsiders come into the house, but when it’s just us—Mom, you, and my little brother—I’ll stay like this," she said with a tearful, pleading look. Left with no other choice, Arvind agreed.

Overjoyed, she dbangd a leg over her dad's shoulder, rubbed her 'puppa' against his face, and pressed his head firmly against her 'flower,' saying, "Thanks, Dad... You're a good boy."



He planted a kiss on her 'flower' for a moment—not too hard, though—and, wanting to know how it felt for her, asked, "Akki... how does it feel here? Does it hurt at all? I’ve been kissing you here lately, right? Does that cause you any discomfort?" She lay facing him, lifted her legs up...

...and spread her pussy open with her fingers, saying, "Look, Dad... it doesn't hurt at all. In fact, it feels really good whenever you kiss me there. It also feels amazing when I kiss your cock. Honestly, until now, I’ve only ever had my little brother's juices. It’s been over a week since I tasted your juices, Dad. Remember when you fucked Mom and then came in my mouth? You introduced me to the taste of your cock's juices back then... I didn't understand why you did it at the time... Mom stayed quiet too... me..." "I didn't mean to scold you... but honestly, once you get a taste of my cum, you just crave it again and again... Will you give it to me, Dad? Mom isn't here to fuck me... and it takes a long time for my cum to come out, doesn't it?" she asked.



Arvind looked at her with a dazed expression and said, "Akki... whenever you want, just suck my cock... and if I cum, drink it up. I don't ejaculate unless I've fucked Mom for at least an hour... You saw it yourself—I only came because Mom got wild and talked dirty... otherwise, it would have taken even longer. It feels good when you suck my thick cock with your sweet little mouth... You and your brother played with my cock last night, didn't you? Keep playing with it like that every day... Once Mom gets back, I'll convince her and make sure there are no issues." 

 

Hearing this, she jumped with excitement, rested her head between his thighs, pulled his 'snake' out from under his lungi, and started kissing it.

She held it like a doll, hugging it lovingly and rubbing it against her cute little face; she tried to put it into her tiny mouth, but when it wouldn't fit, she licked it with her tongue and planted kisses on it—Arvind loved it. Just as he was relaxing against the bed, gently stroking her head, his wife called.

Akki disconnected the call.

Arvind smiled.

As Akki was affectionately licking her dad's cock, the phone rang again—this time it was Arvind's phone. Seeing Akki make a tearful face, Arvind didn't answer it. Delighted that her dad hadn't picked up, Akki climbed onto him, kissed him on the lips, and said very cutely, "Thanks, Dad... Mom always calls whenever we're getting close; she never calls at ordinary times. Mom is a bad girl. Next time, tie her hands and feet to the bed, stuff a cloth in her mouth so she can't scream, and fuck her hard, Dad... teach her a lesson." Arvind smiled and said, "Let's do that... we'll dump Mom in the other room; then we won't be disturbed."



At those words, she felt even happier and kissed her dad's lips hard, even biting them slightly—though she didn't notice the faint marks she left.

Another disturbance—this time not the phone, but the doorbell.

Akki wasn't surprised to see Arvind walk towards the door naked, without even his lungi on; after all, it was her little brother ringing the bell. "We have an understanding... that's why my brother..." He realized he had arrived.

He carried his son into the bedroom and sat him down on the bed next to Akki—his sister, who was completely naked. Seeing his father’s semi-erect cock and his sister’s nakedness, the boy felt aroused too and began undressing. Noticing the cuts on his father’s lips, he leaned over anxiously, licking the wound with his tongue to soothe the pain. After a moment, he took his father’s lip between his own and sucked on it, planting hot, passionate kisses.

Touched by his son's love, Arvind stroked the boy's hair and kissed him back affectionately, trying to hold back the tears welling up in his eyes. When his father’s warm tears touched his cheeks, Abhi started, looked up into his father’s eyes, and asked sadly, "Dad... I’ll be fine... as long as I have a good dad like you. Did Akka tell you about the pain I suffered when you weren't around? Is that why you're crying? Dad, my cock hurts... but it's not unbearable. You relieved the heat a few times... maybe that’s why it felt good without pain back then. But whenever there was a gap, the pain would start up again. I asked Akka for a kiss... she said it was wrong. But you sucked my cock last night, didn't you? When I said that, she reminded me, 'Hey Abhi, Dad said we shouldn't do that when we're alone; have you forgotten?' I said, 'Sorry, Dad... I just wanted to relieve the pain... I wanted to find relief in Akka's mouth, but I forgot your words.' It was a pain that wouldn't go away no matter how much I endured... When Akka called you..." "I didn't... Dad, I never get angry with you... but in that moment, I felt angry and wanted to throw your photo frame away... but Mom was in that photo with you, too...
What had Mom done to deserve being separated from you? That’s why I hung the frame back on the wall... Having Mom’s presence in the house gave me some comfort... That’s why, to ease my pain, I went out when Akka called... Being with Akka made the pain go away," he said.

Arvind was deeply moved by his son's words and the pain he had endured. Weeping openly, he planted passionate kisses on the boy, locking lips and engaging in a playful, intense battle of tongues. Meanwhile, Akki—who had been playing with Dad’s cock until then—also stood up, crying, and joined in the kissing. For five minutes, the three of them, lost to the world, engaged in an emotional, passionate kissing frenzy.

Suddenly, Abhi smacked Akka on the head and said, "Hey, you slut... when I asked for a kiss, you lectured me... but you kissed Dad so hard you almost bit his lip... why were you so eager? Look how much Dad is bleeding." She angrily smacked him back and said, "You asshole... first you talk about kissing, then you tell me to suck your dick... Dad has given us the green light... we can be happy when Mom and Dad aren't around... okay?"

Abhi kissed Dad again and said, "Thanks, Dad... from now on, for me..." When he said, "There's no need for that," Arvind ruffled his hair and teased, "What? Did you find a girlfriend?" Blushing, the boy replied, "Not a girlfriend, Dad... just a friend. It's Appu Akka from across the street; I really enjoy hanging out with her."

Wanting to tease her younger brother, Akki feigned a tearful tone and said, "Yes, Dad... he really loves his sister's boobs... each one is the size of a pumpkin... whereas mine are just like lemons." Abhi kissed his sister's breasts and said, "Akka... everyone has their own kind of beauty... By the way, I saw Appu Akka's boobs today... I was absolutely blown away, Dad." Arvind said somewhat angrily, "Stop it, you two... you shouldn't talk about others like that... it's wrong."

Abhi pouted and said, "Oh, come on, Dad... you're always like this... you shouldn't act like such a gentleman all the time. In our flat, my friends make really filthy comments about Akka. One guy says, 'Man, look at those boobs... I'd stick my cock between them and cum all over her face.' Another one says... ugh... 'I'd stay up all night just sucking on those boobs.' And another one is even worse—he says, 'Why doesn't her husband get an erection? He never comes around to fuck Akka... well, I'll fuck Akka's hole instead.' They make such crude comments. It's wrong to use such foul language—that's why I used to hit them—but just between us, Dad... it's not wrong for us to talk about Akka's boobs like this."

Arvind gave his son a light smack on the head and said, "Hey Abhi... you're just a young lad, so it's wrong for you to think that way... but hearing it in front of me makes me feel uncomfortable. I appreciate Akka's beauty too... but that doesn't make it right to talk about her breasts like that. Besides... when I was your age, did I fuck the auntie next door? Back then..." "That’s a different story... now... after marriage... and having kids... at this age, I don't get thoughts like that," he says.

Akki holds her dad's cock and strokes it, asking, "Dad... I visited your gym once... Oh my God... some girls wear tight clothes that show off their curves... Dad, how do you manage? Doesn't your cock get hard when you see such horny sluts? Are you that afraid of Mom?" Arvind laughs and replies, "They are our customers... it's wrong to think of them that way... Once we're outside, those very girls have often invited me for coffee, calling me 'Uncle'... There isn't a woman who doesn't fall for my fit body... One girl even told me directly, 'Uncle... every day in the bathroom, I finger myself while fantasizing about you.'

I don't pay attention to such things... though I might fuck Mom a bit more passionately that day... Why would I want 'street food' when I have a wife who is pure gold? As for Appu Akka, I do get feelings too... but it stops there... She's a good person... maybe that's why I like her. One day, when she came to our house to see Mom, she saw me changing clothes... Apparently, she told Mom later, 'Akka, Brother-in-law's cock is huge.' Mom didn't get angry; she said, 'Yes, it's true... when my husband starts fucking me, I lose track of time.' Why am I telling you all this? Anyway... so, where did you go with Akka?" he asks.

"Dad... it's not as exciting if I just tell you normally... the way I..." "Do it."

"Okay."

"Step down and stand here."

"Okay."

"Close your eyes... and imagine you are my age."

"Okay."

"Savor what I’m about to say with all your heart... imagine you are the only person in this world... listen carefully."

"Alright, go ahead... I'm feeling a bit tense."

"Dad, what I’m about to tell you actually happened... it’s not made up."

"Alright, tell me."

"My sister called me saying she needed to go to the tailor and asked if Akki was around. I told her, 'Sis, I’ll come along to keep you company,' and she agreed. I got ready and went to her place. Auntie wasn't home. My sister took her crying baby and, right in front of me, unhooked her blouse to breastfeed him. Dad, she could have gone to the bedroom to nurse the baby, right? Why do it right in front of me? On top of that, she took her blouse off completely... surely just to show me her breasts. As I chatted with her while looking at her breasts, she seemed to enjoy it too... she took her time nursing him.

Five minutes later, I took her on my bike. She had one hand on the little guy and the other on me... holding me in a tight embrace, her soft breasts pressing against my back. I take Mom on the bike sometimes too, you know... Mom used to do the exact same thing. Mom was even bolder, though... if there was no one on the road, she’d actually place her hand right on my crotch and squeeze. Are you listening, Dad?"

"Yeah... don't stop... keep going."



"We went to the tailor shop... there was no one there except the tailor uncle. He stared at my sister, drooling, and gave a lecherous grin while saying, 'Madam, your breasts are huge.' When my sister asked, 'What?', he quickly changed his tune: 'Madam, your measurements are excellent... I’ve never seen such a large size before. Most girls who come here have very small ones. They often ask me, "Uncle, mine are so small; what can I do to make them bigger?" I just laugh and tell them to have their boyfriend or husband squeeze them thoroughly every day.'

Even though my sister and I were annoyed by the uncle's rambling, we stayed quiet.

'Uncle, I can't find ready-made bras in my size... I brought some fabric; please stitch a bra for me.'

'Certainly, Madam... please step this way... I need to take measurements.'

'Okay, Uncle.'

'Madam, the measurements won't be accurate if I take them over your blouse... would you mind taking it off?'



At that, I felt like smashing his jaw... but my sister just smiled. She turned towards me and took off her jacket—doing it in a way that only I could see, keeping it hidden from the uncle. That’s when I understood why she didn't hit him; she was suppressing a giggle because she saw an opportunity to show me her breasts.

As for me, I was recording a video on my phone... planning to file a security officer complaint if the uncle crossed the line."

He stops speaking and looks at Dad's cock... there is movement in it... Dad's cock is getting hard. They exchange knowing, suppressed smiles.

"Hey, why did you stop? Go on... it's really interesting. Did that tailor uncle pull any lewd stunts?" "I'm coming right there, Dad."

 

Uncle engaged Akka in conversation, stepped in front of her, and began measuring around her breasts with a tape. He remarked, "Madam, your husband is very lucky." Akka glanced furtively at me and said, "Yes, Uncle, my husband is crazy about my breasts; he stares at them shamelessly even while I'm breastfeeding the baby." Realizing she was referring to me, I became completely engrossed, savoring what Uncle was doing.

Emboldened by her uninhibited words, the tailor uncle pinched her nipples under the guise of measuring her breasts. Akka looked at me and moaned sensually—"Ahhh"—while a storm raged in my cock...

"Madam, since they are so large... how much fabric did you bring?" he asked. When Akka replied, "Two meters," he cupped and measured her breasts again. "Oh no... two meters won't be enough, Madam. I have a piece with a lovely design; I'll stitch it with that," he said, and Akka agreed. As Uncle held and measured each breast with the tape, Akka gazed sensually at his rough hands—and at me—moaning, "Ummm... Ahhhh... It feels good... squeeze harder... uff..."

I felt dizzy with intoxication; under the illusion that *I* was the one squeezing her breasts, I stared at them in a state of rapture.

Uncle hit the jackpot; not only did he hold and squeeze her breasts, but he also used his fingertips on her nipples... "As he pinched her, Akka languidly reached her arm back and rested it on Uncle's head, exposing her smooth armpit to me, moaning 'Ahhh... aa... aa... ooh... ooh...' while Uncle planted kisses on her shoulder and licked it."

"Hey Abhi... doesn't that tailor get an erection? Why lick the shoulder? He should be licking her armpits instead. Akka used to visit our house in a sleeveless nightie sometimes. Even while talking to Mom, her eyes would be fixed on me. Every now and then, she’d coquettishly raise her arms to fix her hair, using it as an excuse to show off her smooth armpits. I used to feel like sticking my cock into her armpits and cumming. Since I couldn't do that with Akka, I’d end up doing it with Mom that night."



"Yeah, Dad... Akka's beauty isn't limited to just one spot; her whole demeanor is alluring.  Dad, akka feels she belongs to Gen Z and like any other Gen Z young mom, she didn't mind tailor uncle pressing her 40DDD boobs and big juicy ass.   

Just as Uncle was about to kiss Akka's breasts, she said to him, 'I suppose I'd need three meters of cloth for that, wouldn't I?'"


"Hey Abhi... three meters wouldn't even be enough for the size of Akka's breasts; they are huge. Plus, her buttocks are massive too."

"Yeah, Dad... Akka's backside wouldn't even fit on my bike seat."

"That's right, Abhi... If I were that tailor, I would have told her I could stitch her panties too, just so I could take measurements of her buttocks."

"Dad... you're a genius. The tailor said the exact same thing: 'Madam, panties in your size aren't available in stores. Shall I stitch them for you? I'll give you a discount.' When he said that, Akka looked at me..." I agreed. Akka told Uncle, "Uncle, please take the measurements carefully; there's no rush. It would be a problem if it turns out too tight." As Uncle pulled down her bottom wear and—without even asking for permission—slid down her panties, I started breaking into a sweat. Man, until now I had only seen Akka's breasts; I hadn't seen her pussy. The thought that I was about to have the privilege of seeing it for the first time filled me with joy... and seeing my excitement, Akka didn't object to Uncle's actions either.

 

While Uncle was wrapping the tape measure around her buttocks, he used the opportunity to slip his fingers into the crack and tease her, which made Akka get aroused all over again. She looked at me with a hungry intensity, biting her lip with raw desire; man, I felt an overwhelming urge to shove my cock right into her mouth. Uncle then moved to the front... and started measuring her pussy.

"Akka has such a huge pussy... a smoothly shaved one... and there are stretch marks on her lower belly from the delivery... I just feel like burying my face in her pussy and slurping up the juices flowing from it, Dad."

"Hey Abhi... listening to you talk about it makes me want to do more than just lick Akka's pussy... I want to shove my cock inside and fuck her."

"Go ahead and fuck her, Dad... her husband is useless in bed... you should ram your 'crowbar' right into her hole."

"She'd die, son... mine is just too big."

"True, Dad... Mom could handle your cock because she was used to it... but for Akka, it would be excruciating... Besides, I cum in a minute, whereas you fuck for an hour."

"Yeah... once I slide inside a pussy, my cock stops listening to me."

"Dad... I have a wish."

"Tell me, Akki."

"Fuck Akka like a dog and get her pregnant, Dad."

"Pregnant?"

"Yes, Dad... Akki gave a really good idea."

"Fuck her... get her pregnant and pin it on her husband."

"Super idea... if Akka has another baby, she'll lactate again... I can keep drinking her milk while you keep fucking her."

"Ahhh... Abhi... what did you say? ... Mmm... Hmm... say that again."

"Dad, while I'm sucking Akka's tits and drinking her milk, you lift her legs and fuck her pussy."

"Ah." "... Ah... Ooh... Akki... stand right in front of me... I'm about to cum... Hmm..."

"I want it too, Dad... your cock's milk... After I drink Akka's milk, I'll drink your cock's milk."

"Ummm... What did you say? ... Ah... Ooh... Malli... Say it again."

"After drinking Akka's tit-milk, I'll drink your cock's milk."

"I'll drink Akka's milk too... Ah... Ooh... Ummm... It's coming... Hrmmmm... Pchhh... Ehhhhh... Ahhhhh... Mhhhh... Aahhhh... Hrmmmm... Pchhh... Ehhhhh... Ahhhhh... Mhhhh... Aahhhh... Ummm... Open your mouth too, Abhi... it's coming... Appu... I'm going to fuck you... right in front of my wife... I'll knock you down and fuck you... You saw my cock secretly, didn't you? ... Mmmm... Hmmmm..."

 

Shouting loudly... swaying back and forth without even holding his cock with his hand... Arvind was moaning as his fluids began to flow; before a single drop could hit the ground, both children placed their mouths beneath his cock and sucked his juices right into their mouths.

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Akki, Manju, Priya , Tulsi, Shilpa, Shriya, Pooja, Kajal ... Every family has one such adorable cute pie and they all want to share their secrets with you ..read the story....

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Now, let’s see what happened on that Shravana Friday.

Despite staying up all night, Arvind woke up early. He remembered his wife’s words—Aparna from across the street had asked for Akki to be sent over for a puja at their house—so he went into the bedroom to get Akki ready.



Upon entering, he saw Akki sleeping so peacefully that he didn't have the heart to wake her. Her face looked so serene—innocent, beautiful, and cute. Wondering why his darling little girl had to face such hardships, he sat on the edge of the bed with a sad expression, gazing at her. It was amazing to see the contrast: the Akki who had been mischievous and kept him awake all night versus this Akki, sleeping soundly as if she hadn't a care in the world—they seemed like two completely different people.

Along with her beauty, there was a touch of mischief; courage had replaced the shyness she once held, and cleverness had taken the place of her earlier timidity. There was finally some relief from the hardships she had endured. As the doctor had advised, any action had to be taken with her consent; the necessary enzymes needed to be produced within her system. For that to happen, she had to trust him—she needed to believe that he would cause her no harm. One might wonder why a father would ever harm his own child, but circumstances were different now; some men did terrible things under the influence of alcohol. That was why he had to proceed with this treatment very carefully, making his moves slowly and deliberately.



Just then, Akki woke up... and right beside her... He looked at Akki, who was sitting there gazing intently at him; noticing a hint of sadness on her face, he removed the blanket. She stretched out her arms, looking at him as if asking to be picked up. As the blanket fell away, revealing only her pink panties, he caught a glimpse of her breasts through her thin nightgown; he sighed for a moment, wondering when they would fully blossom into womanhood.

He picked Akki up and showered her with kisses. She clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Rubbing her nose against his—as he stared intently at her—she asked, "What is it, Dad? You're looking at me in such a new way... as if you've never seen me before." Arvind caressed her lips with his fingers and said, "Akki, you look so adorable today. You haven't even bathed yet, but once you're ready, you'll be the highlight of the *Sravana Shukravaram* puja."

Akki leaned forward, gazing into his eyes with a dreamy, half-lidded look. Her lips quivered and her body trembled as she recalled the pleasure he had given her the previous night; her hopeful gaze suggested she wanted that same intimacy again. Arvind felt a surge of desire; her lips looked so inviting—tantalizing him as if offering a taste of nectar—and he planted a gentle kiss upon them. She leapt onto him...

Clinging to him tightly, like a lizard. She firmly grasped her father's lips, locking them with her own in a passionate kiss. Even though she hadn't brushed her teeth yet, she wanted him to taste her saliva; she pressed her mouth against his, kissing deeply, and trapped his lower lip between hers, biting it gently. He, too, was nibbling at her lips—lips as delicate as rose petals, so tender they seemed ready to bruise at a touch. As he licked her small mouth and engaged in a playful battle of tongues...

It felt like paradise for both of them; for another two minutes, they continued to kiss, nibbling, licking, and sucking on each other's lips.

Just then, their son Abhi returned from outside. Seeing his father holding and kissing his little sister, Abhi started to turn away, but Arvind stopped him and gestured for him to come closer. Happily, the boy walked over and stood by his father—he was so short that he only reached his father's waist. While still kissing his daughter, Arvind took his son's hand and rubbed it against his *lungi*. Abhi’s hand brushed against the long, heavy member dangling between his father's thighs; Arvind deliberately pulled his *lungi* aside, revealing the semi-erect member to the boy. Abhi’s eyes widened in sheer shock.



It looked like a dark, thick iron rod—like a sturdy acacia log—that seemed hot enough to burn at a touch. Dark, dense pubic hair was matted around it, and the testicles were as large as potatoes... It wasn't clearly visible in the light... but now... in broad daylight, Dad's cock is so clearly visible.

After ten minutes of planting eager, sloppy kisses, Akki noticed her brother approaching and saw Dad’s lungi being pulled aside. As she slid down from Dad’s hip, a strong scent wafted toward her face; the moment Dad’s long cock brushed against her, she felt a surge of heat deep within. Once her feet touched the ground, she stared wide-eyed at Dad’s massive member. As both she and her brother stood there, gazing in astonishment, Arvind let them look for another moment before affectionately stroking their heads and pulling them close between his thighs.

They were stunned by Dad’s actions. With trembling hands, Abhi touched the head of Dad’s cock—it was searingly hot. Even a full grip couldn't encompass it; it was incredibly thick. Akki also grasped the middle of Dad’s cock with both hands and looked up into his eyes. Whenever Akki looked at him like that, Arvind felt an electric jolt run through his entire body—there was a certain magic in her eyes. Affectionately caressing her cheeks, he said:

"Kids, you’ve seen it now... this is Dad’s cock. Are you wondering why it’s so thick? It grew this big because I work out at the gym. Abhi, you should hit the gym every day too... in a few years, yours will get really big as well. Okay?" When they asked, "Dad... can we kiss it just once?" while staring intently at his cock, Arvind smiled and said, "It's up to you, kids... I don't mind if you want to play with my cock... do whatever you like, whenever you like... you have that freedom. But we don't have much time right now; I need to bathe your little sister and get her ready... so, just a quick kiss."

They jumped with excitement; one kissed from one side and the other from the opposite side, licking it with their tongues and trying to fit as much of it as they could into their mouths—though not even the head of the cock could actually fit into their tiny mouths. Holding and playing with the dangling parts, they exchanged knowing glances and suppressed giggles while playing with their dad's cock, stopping exactly after a minute.

Their playful antics caused the cock to become fully erect—something they noticed immediately.

"Alright, Akki... let's go to the bathroom."

"Dad... is it just for my little sister? Won't you bathe me too?"

"Hey... she's the one going to the puja."

"Akka invited me too."

"You're a boy... what will you do there?"

"I don't know... Akka asked me to come... I have to hand out *prasadam* to the people who arrive... I even went out just now to do a task she assigned."

"Alright then, come along... I'll bathe both of you together."

They jumped with joy and headed into the bathroom.

In moments, all three of them stripped off their clothes.



As Akki turned away shyly, Abhi—wanting to tease her—turned that way too... As he turned to look at his sister, she covered her breasts with her hands and said, "Dad... tell him to leave... he's a disturbance." Arvind laughed and said, "Akki... last night you were happily munching on his 'jaggery' [penis], and now you're acting shy? It's alright... I'm your brother, after all. Hey Abhi, come here," and he pulled Abhi closer.

After pouring a mug or two of water over her, her shyness vanished, and she sat on the stool while Arvind scrubbed her head with *nalugu* (traditional herbal paste). Meanwhile, Abhi was also rubbing the paste on himself. Arvind laughed and said, "Hey, men aren't supposed to use *nalugu*... wait a minute... I'll do yours after I finish with your sister." He finished washing Akki's hair and told her to stand up.

As she turned to face her father, her cute private parts were exposed to both of them. Noticing Abhi getting an erection, Arvind said, "Abhi... remember one thing... if you want to touch your sister, do it only in front of me or Mom... never touch her when we aren't around. Okay?" Abhi nodded in agreement. As Arvind kept them engaged in conversation while bathing them together, their shyness completely disappeared.

He asked Akki to place her leg on the stool and scrubbed her thigh with soap; feeling dizzy, Akki grabbed her brother's shoulder for support. With his other hand, Arvind soaped Abhi's 'jaggery,' while his right hand washed his daughter's thigh... He holds his son with his left hand, scrubs both of them thoroughly, and washes them with water—they feel like they are in heaven.

"Akki... once Mom gets back, get this neatly trimmed here... it shouldn't be like this... it can lead to infections," he says, and she shyly agrees.

Finally—as a finishing touch—he removes the stool, kneels down, lifts Abhi’s leg onto his shoulder, and reaches one hand between the boy's thighs to grip his buttocks; Abhi shifts forward to adjust, bringing his cock right against his father's face.

He pulls Akki in on the other side as well; her exposed pussy brushes against his cheek. Both of them rest their hands on their father's head, holding onto each other for support. As they move closer and their faces align, they lock eyes with one another, waiting in eager anticipation of what their father is about to do.

Arvind first turns his head toward his son and touches the tip of his tongue to the boy's cock; Abhi jerks as if hit by a thousand-volt electric shock. That sudden movement causes his lips to brush against his sister's. Arvind then takes Abhi’s cock fully into his mouth and begins to suck. As his little cock finds comfort in his father's mouth, the heat of his sister's kisses stirs a surge of excitement within him. He knows that rush will last only a moment—but that moment is enough; it feels like heaven.

As Arvind sucks vigorously—making wet, smacking sounds and applying pressure with his tongue—the boy's cock begins to grow. Stretching from two inches to four, the hardening cock thrusts rhythmically against his father's mouth, while Arvind holds him by the buttocks... If he pulled a little further, his cock would melt away in her mouth; Abhi was moaning louder, on the verge of climaxing any moment. It would have been fine to just cum in her mouth, but Akki was craving his juices. Just as he was about to release, he quickly pulled his head back and, using the hand resting on her buttocks, guided his cock forward. Positioning it right in front of her pussy, he ejaculated—a hot, spurting stream landing directly on his sister's pussy.

Akki hadn't expected this—feeling the warm semen hit her pussy walls, and then immediately feeling her father’s tongue lapping up the son's fluids from her flower. She shuddered as if struck by an electric shock; her father then hoisted his son onto his shoulder and told him to put his cock in her mouth. Abhi climbed onto his father and offered the wet head of his cock to his sister; she sucked it eagerly, slurping up the remaining drops of semen while rubbing her pussy against her father's face.

After thoroughly licking Akki's pussy, and wanting to share the semen he had in his own mouth with her, the father lowered Abhi, pressed his mouth against Akki's, and kissed her, transferring the son's juices. Bringing Abhi into the embrace, the three of them licked each other's mouths and savored the taste of his cock's fluids with deep satisfaction.



Yet, no amount of licking satisfied Akki; a look of longing lingered on her face—"Brother's cock juices..." "Do you want some *pindam*, Akki?" he asks, and she nods in agreement. He has Abhi sit on a stool, rests the boy's leg on his shoulder, and—while licking the boy's wounds—engages him in conversation.

"Where did you go so early in the morning?"

"Akka sent a message, Dad... asking me to get flowers and fruit from the market... since there's a *puja* today."

"That 'aunty-whore' is in the house, isn't she? What does *she* do?"

"Dad... that 'aunty-whore' does nothing but eat and sleep."

"How do you know Akka sends a message that early? You usually go to bed quite late at night, don't you?"

"Dad... Akka sends me a photo every morning at six."

"A photo?" "Yeah, Dad... she takes a selfie while breastfeeding the little guy and sends it to me."

"So... Akka's boobs..."

"Yeah, Dad... remember how Aunty scolded me that day? That's why she sends photos like this to say sorry."

"Interesting... so, don't you feel anything... after seeing Akka's boobs?"

"Dad... Akka intentionally exposes her other breast too... Akka's boobs look amazing."

"Yeah... Appu is quite voluptuous... she's become even smoother and fuller since giving birth."

"Dad... do you want to see Akka's boobs? I'll send you a photo."

"That's wrong, son... you shouldn't look at things like that... in fact, even me talking about Akka this way is wrong."

"Oh, come on, Dad... is everyone like you? There are so many guys and uncles in this building who are dying to fuck Akka."

"Really? So, do you feel that way too?"

"Oh, Dad... Akka is a really good person."

"Answer what I asked... Akka's boobs are huge, aren't they?"

"Ahhhh... Ye... ah... Dad."

"Don't you feel like kissing Akka's boobs?"

"Uff... don't ask things like that... Ahhhh... mmmmmm."

"Placing your cock between Akka's boobs..."

"Mmmmmm... Umm... Ahh... Faster... Suck... Ahhhh..."

"Are you going to let it spill all over my boobs, Akka?" "Oh... Nanna... what are you doing? I feel like I'm losing my mind... Ahhh... Appu... Akka... please... my... cock... just once... Ahhh... suck it... Mmm... ah... aaa... ooh... Ahhh... Nanna... uff."

"Hey Abhi... wouldn't it be great if Akka sucked your tool?"



Akki, who was listening to their conversation with interest, also got turned on; she decided she wanted to get fucked by Nanna just like that soon.

Abhi was reaching the final stage.

"Nanna... Akka... right in front of me... fuck her... please... Akka's hole is perfect for taking your thick cock... super..."

"Hey, I'm not the one who's supposed to fuck Akka... you are."

"Hmm... you're always like that, Nanna... well, let's both fuck Akka together... Poor Akka, her husband couldn't come to fuck her because he's observing a religious vow."

"Hey... if Akka sends you photos like that, it means she likes you... you're the one who should fuck her."

"Alright, Nanna... I'll fuck her first... then Akka will get aroused and come to you..."

"Hey... hearing you say that over and over makes me really want to fuck Akka... let's see after Amma gets back... but for now, you go ahead, Abhi."

"Good idea... Amma will definitely agree... Okay, first..." "I’m going to get on top of Akka... That day, she took off her towel, lay down completely naked, and breastfed me... even though she knew I was in the house... which means she likes me... but the thing is, I haven't fucked any girl yet."

"Hey... ask Mom how to fuck Akka."

"Oh god... Mom would fuck *me* up."

"What?"

"I mean... she'd beat me."

"Is that so? ... That's a relief... I thought you were saying Mom would get on top of you and fuck you."

"Ahhhhh... Nooooo... Dad... Mom... like that... wrong..."

"Is Akka okay with it?" "Ah... okay, sis... ufff... I can't hold back anymore... I'm going to cum on my little sister's face... please."

"Hey... she's been waiting for exactly that... just let it all out."



As Arvind pulled his head back, Akki slid into the spot, took her brother's cock into her mouth, and started sucking vigorously. He lost all restraint, pulling her head hard towards his crotch and thrusting into her mouth intensely. "Sis... this is how I'm going to fuck you... ahhh... Akki... super... mmm... aa... oh god... mmm... hhhh..." Groaning loudly, he filled his sister's mouth with his load. Then, leaning back against the wall and holding onto the shower rod, Abhi panted heavily.

He had never experienced such pleasure before; even though he had already ejaculated half a dozen times since the previous evening, it felt like there was still plenty left in his cock.

She swallowed her brother's juices, licked her lips, and glanced at their father's semi-erect cock.

Arvind understood the situation; realizing it was dangerous to stay there any longer, he splashed some more water over them to finish their bath and led them outside.

Noticing the two children naked and giggling to themselves, he warned them once more, "Kids... when neither Mom nor I am around, you two shouldn't do things like this... okay?" When asked, they nod silently.

In moments, he gets Akki ready for the puja.

"Akki... you look so beautiful, I’m afraid I might even cast the evil eye on you myself," he says. She protests a little, saying, "Dad... I don't want to go to the puja... I want to stay right here... with you." He reasons with her, "Your sister has asked so many times... we really have to go. We have plenty of time, though—I’ll close the gym early today and come back... I’ll even take tomorrow off. Okay?" Delighted by this, she hugs him tightly and nods in agreement.

The fridge is still full of the jasmine flowers Akki had bought; their fragrance makes his skin tingle.

Somehow, Arvind sends Akki and Abhi to the neighbors' house, gets ready himself, and heads to the gym.

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Nicely described the scene very erotic

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Next up.. hot secrets of Sammer, Priya family

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One day Poonam calls Malavika for dinner.  Malavika was little bit surprised why Poonam called only her but not the entire family. Any way she decides to go to dinner

After dinner, Malavika asks Poonam

“Poonam, why didn’t you call my entire family ? you called me only”

“Malavika, there are many  reasons.”

“oh.. what are those ?”

“from my side.. since the car accident you have gone through lot of turmoil, even though its not your mistake, but it resulted in Anitha’s death causing lot of agony to her family”

“true.. but I have to take moral responsibility”

“ok I can understand. So to give you break, I called you for dinner”


“got it… what are other reasons”
 




“my son wants to fuck you”

“whatttt… what are you talking Poonam”

“Malavika.. I know I am talking little bit rude.. but as a mom, I need to fulfil his wish”

“but.. how can he directly tell you that”

“Malavika.. my son Sameer is completely opposite to Abhi”

“so.. that doesn’t mean he can say like that”

“true.. but he likes aunties and married women”

“so.. he can fuck me as he wishes ?”

“that’s his wish.. as a friend its my request to you”

“Poonam.. first call that boy.. I want to talk to him”

Poonam calls Sameer into their room.

Sameer sits next to Poonam

Malavika looking at the boy, asks him

“don’t you feel ashamed to talk like that ?”

“like what aunty”


“that you wanted to fuck me”

 

“haa.. aunty.. the day I saw you I felt like squeezing your mangoes.. they are so big and attractive and also you were very bold exposing your globes from side, aunty if I tell you how hard I fucked my mom and then my little sister that night imagining you, you would be shocked.. but aunty you should be proud to possess this killer body”

“Sameer.. stop the trash talk.. I am a respectable woman in this society”

“Aunty.. true.. a sanksari married woman who fucked her husband’s father.. a sanskari wife who fucked a married man whose wife is killed by an accident involving you… a sanskari woman who sucked his young son’s small cock.. aunty, everyone is a saint until others know his/her secrets… family secrets”

 

Malavika is stunned.. she got angry also

“Sameer.. this is too much.. I had to sleep with Arvind uncle as I killed her wife, so I had to act like his wife for few days.. similarly I sucked Abhi’s dick to console that boy.. regarding my father-in-law that’s our family secret”

“Aunty.. I am not questioning why you fucked others.. all I am saying is I also want to fuck you.. such a hot aunty you are.. and our family friend now.. your daughter sent me this picture of yours .. to provoke me and fuck her harder.. aunty, these days girls are too sensitive and feeble to withstand a horny hulk like me.. ask mom she will tell you more about me”



“Sameer.. there should be an emotional connect to have sex.. I am not a street whore to fuck anyone just like that.. what emotional connection I have with you.. on top of that you are irritating me and insulting me”

“Aunty.. I don’t do sweet talking. I liked your daughter Manju.. I asked her can I suck her cute boobs.. she didn’t mind.. I licked her pussy also.. then she only took my lund… thick, long lund into her tight pussy.. similarly I wanted to fuck you.. I could have asked directly you.. but I don’t know you that much , that’s why I told mom”

“shittt.. did you trap my daughter and fucked”

“hello… hang on.. I didn’t trap her.. she only fell for my lund.. many of my mom’s friends like my lund and always ask me to fuck them when their husbands are away, they used to finger their pussies when my mum takes me for dinner to their houses.. that horny they are.. aunty, they used to display their mangal suthra and provoke me.. what a sanskary wives there hot aunties are...”



“ok ok.. enough of your lund talk.. tell me one reason why I should allow you to fuck me”

“aunty.. I don’t see reason.. I don’t talk nonsense.. I don’t give moral lectures.. I like someone.. I ask her.. if she likes, I will show her heaven.. or else move on..”

“so you don’t have any reason or any justification to fuck me.. its just your lust on me”

“aunty.. whatever you call it.. 10 years back I fucked one aunty.. she didn’t say anything and she praised my stamina at that time itself.. after that I kept on fucking many women.. very few asked this type of questions.. aunty, a man needs a reason to fuck a woman.. whereas a woman just need a place to fuck a man… nowadays no one needs reasons.. we all need just places.. that’s why OYO rooms are always in demand”

Malavika picked up the juice can.. she is in dilemna.. she has never encountered such a brave boy.. as much as he talks, his sincerity and honesty cant be questioned.

“Poonam.. I must say you are lucky..to have a son.. I always felt I should have a son.. when my daughter sleeps with my husband, I was jelous on them.. why didn’t I have a son whom I can love, kiss and hug.. just like my husband.. Poonam, sometimes when I get bored with my husband, I feel like adventurous .. but being a sanskari wife, never ventured out.. except my father-in-law.. anyway, I like Sameer for his frankness. Sameer, come here and sit next to me..”

Sameer felt happy and moved to other side and sat next to aunty



Malavika caressing his head and kissing him on his cheeks said “Sameer, many boys used to ogle at me and I used to feel proud of my assets.. while fucking me my husband used to say.. Malavika, you have some great ass that Manju cant have at her age.. you have some killer boobs that only women of your age can have.. this is one area my husband likes me over his little prince whom you also fucked.. I was acting like a mother to Abhi and felt his emotions. But with you I am going to allow you to fuck me.. no emotions, no connections.. I don’t like to be like a whore.. so I need to know little bit more about you.. especially some good things you did..then only I will get some soft corner on you”



Sameer feeling the soft body of aunty and the intoxicating smell of her armpits as she wore sleeveless blouse and raised her arm to pull him onto her chest.. such a soft and erotic feeling. After feeling her motherly love… not exactly that.. but he can feel some genuine love in her touch.. in her hug…

Sameer wanted to take advantage of that situation.. he wanted to narrate his past to score some brownie points

He took aunties hands and kissing them said “Aunty.. I am glad finally you gave me a chance. Aunty, as you said, all moms need a son who can be with them apart from their husbands.. after all boys also need some love.. a pure and unconditional love.. which we can get only from family members, especially parents. Aunty, its easy to fuck girls these days, but there is no love in that relation.. its just some time pass and they do it for some pocket money and gifts. Whereas the love, care we get from mums is unmatchable.. then why am I fucking aunties you may ask.. Malavika aunty, whenever I fucked any woman, its always the woman who asked for that.. you are the only woman that I asked to fuck.. yes, that way you are so special to me ..ok, you also need a reason and some emotional connect with me to fuck.. I will tell you a small incident ..”

He started telling his past..



“Aunty, I swear on mom that this is not cooked up story, its real and I have proof, I will show after the narration. By the way I narrated this to your daughter Manju also and based on version I connected the dots and telling the whole thing as one complete incident. Couple of years back your husband Madhukar used to come to Hyderabad on sales job and used to stay in a hotel, as you know your Manju was missing her dad because of frequent travels and half of the month he is on road, so on one trip, he took her also with him. They were staying in this hotel where my friend used to work

My friend messaged me about a foul play happening in the hotel, we have a group where we track any bad things happening in the society and we immediately alert our gang and we highlight that to media to solve the issue. As gen z kids we have this kick ass boldness to question any thing and any body. So on hearing that from my friend I rushed to the hotel and straightaway went to their backend team office. They were shocked when I called the big media house chief editor in front of them and threatened them to stay quite. They understood the situation and stayed calm

I pulled the hard disk from their computer..
What exactly happened ?

    

The hotel guys installed secret cameras in some rooms, especially double deluxe rooms to capture what’s happening inside and then they will start blackmailing. They recorded your husband room also.. Manju who missed her dad for so long was on top of your husband and started playing with his cock and made him cum on her face many times, this I didn’t see in the video, but Manju told me later. The young girl trying to share her love to her dear papa became victim to the dirty plan by the hotel guys.

I warned them to remove all the secret cameras installed or else I will report this to the media. They cooperated and removed the cameras and gave me all the video recordings.

I came back home and destroyed all the hard disks.. but before that I just took picture of one small clipping where your daughter was lovingly sucking your husband’s cock.. why did I take that clipping ? I wanted to show that to my younger sister Priya to motivate her to get closer to dad. Why ? I will tell you that later..

Aunty, when I did this I didn’t know who you are..  later when I saw Manju and uncle, I felt like telling them this, but I didn’t want to disturb their mind and possibly cause a break to their relation. But when I met Manju, I had to tell her about this with the intention to not repeat this kind of such outside the house as safety is more important to girls

Sameer stopped the narration and showed the pic from his phone..

Malavika is shocked .. so is Poonam

They both felt so happy and relieved. Malavika was crying.. hugging and kissing the boy, looking at the pic where her daughter is sucking her husband, she felt a shockwave passing through her… what if this kind of video is released on internet or social media ? she kept on thanking Sameer and started kissing his lips .. when emotions take over, reason takes a back seat. The hot sultry aunty is now his.. and she didn’t even see his massive dick yet.. this made the boy feel proud and he looked at his mom and took her also into the hug

All three of them were emotional and crying… out of happiness and out of relief..



After few minutes, Poonam caressing Malavika’s cheeks said “Malavika, praising my own son doesn’t put me in good light, but some times we need to tell the facts. My son may look brash and arrogant, but he solved many of my friends family issues.. many.. for example, when my friend’s husband was moving with his office colleague, my son took picture of them when they were in a steamy session and warned that uncle to be loyal to his wife. That uncle changed his behaviour and left his lover. My friend as a return gift allowed my son to fuck her in front of her husband… her husband from that day onwards stopped seeing others.. many such things he did.. in fact the reason why we all four are happy in the family is because of him.. if you have patience, Sameer will narrate our family secrets.. since you don’t have a son, it might be interesting to you”



Malavika wiping her tears nodded and said “Sameer, I misunderstood you.. if you didn’t save my husband, he would have lost his job as it happened on his office trip and the hotel booking is on company name.. thanks is a small word.. I am so happy for your mom to have a son like you.. I have seen calm innocent boy Abhi.. now I am seeing an aggressive yet compassionate and helping boy in you. Go ahead and tell all you wanted to say.. I am all ears”

Sameer took some soft drinks can from fridge and started narrating his past..

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-81-



Aunty, god is kind to me.. he gave me a big cock.. mom used to tell how many of her friends were jealous on her for having a son with such a big cock.. they used to say mom that she will enjoy well with me when I am grown up.  this it seems they told her when I was born itself. Lol, aunties eyes are always on boys shorts.. anyway as I was growing up, my cock used to make lot of noise.. begging for attention. May be big cocks will start getting feelings much earlier than others ? I don’t know. But as a family we are not too conservative. Since we have only two bed rooms I have to share my room with my younger sister Priya

Parents used to sleep in their room and we both used to sleep in other room.. not on two separate cots.. but on one bed itself.



Dad used to be always busy with his office work and mom used to take care of dad so much since he is always in tension mood due to career issues.  Mom seems to be horny all the time to make dad happy. But she never neglected us. So it was mom who used to take care of the family. In most houses its like that only

Mom gave us the freedom to be on our own while dad never bothered about family much. Since we are one boy and one girl, mostly parents put some restrictions on the girl, but mom never cared about that aspect and in fact she raised as one gender.. yes, she used to gave bath to both of us when we were kids.. playing and teasing us while giving bath used to be good pastime to mom while we both used to play a lot with water. 

Aunty, I am telling you so much in detail because you have only a daughter but not son, so my intention is to let you know who much you missed your son, of course now also you can adopt Abhi and make him as your son, anyway that’s a separate topic.


I was not that good at studies while Priya is ok ok.. but one thing that girls have and boys don’t is following fashion and looking good.



Aunty, I don’t know what kind of dresses your daughter Manju wears at home when uncle is at home, but I know many girls just wear a small panty and a bra to cover their boobs.. I am not judging them but definitely it will improve the bonding in the family as dads and brothers get used to seeing them like that, soon their bad thoughts will vanish

Priya is not completely traditional type girl but at the same not as modern and bold as some other girls who used to wear skimpy dresses at home even with dad and possibly brother at home.



Priya used to wear comfortable dresses at home and I also never get any feelings looking at her. Mom of course wants to impress dad a lot and that’s a separate topic that mom would tell


Since we share same bed, we used to cuddle and hug in the bed but not with any bad intentions. Until one incident.. that changed our perspective. That night I observed Priya being moody, I was trying to make her talk and trying to tease her by tickling her at sensitive areas.. finally she got angry and slapped my face and shouted “how would you boys know our pains. Why are you always after me, cant you keep quite for a minute ?”

I was shocked. I never saw Priya that angry and also she never slapped me like that. I kept quite. I said sorry.. After few minutes, she took my hands and kissed them and said “Sameer, sorry.. I am supposed to get my periods 2 days back, still I didn’t get. You don’t know how our mood changes during this phase, try to understand please”.

I felt bad for her situation and said sorry again.. looking into her eyes, I said “Priya, I can understand your situation, I cant share your pain, god is unkind towards girls in all aspects.. but I can try to help you”.  Priya laughed at me and said “how will you help me ? this is girls matter.. Bro, this is not your area”. I felt happy that her anger is gone and she is now laughing.

I wrapped my arms under her neck and pulled her onto me and said “Priya, somewhere I read, if you are in a good mood and you sleep happily cuddling and hugging your loved one, the period will come on time!!!”

She again laughed and replied “bro.. don’t be a google doctor. How will it work?”

I kissed her cheeks and said “nothing wrong in trying once right.. if it doesn’t work, nothing to lose.”



She thought for a while and took me on her and she gave me a tight hug and said “ok bro.. I will try.. lets be like this and sleep”. I felt happy sleeping on her like that. I am a big man and she also look bigger than her age would suggest.  I was caressing her hair and kissing her cheeks while she is patting my back.. after staying there like that for a while, I rolled over along with her.. she on top of me.. I patted her back and made her sleep.. soon she went to deep sleep. I felt happy for her.. sleep is the only time when we forget all pains and bad times.

I genuinely felt bad for her late periods. I know some girls get lot of pain during periods and some even take pain killers. Sensitive girl that she is , Priya is unable to handle her mood swings during periods. Mom told me these things are common. When Priya started getting periods, mom’s friend told her to make Priya sleep separately. Later mom told me about that. But mom didn’t care for such ill advices. She has trust on us.

 

I have been following Priya since then and understood her issues about late periods, that’s why I did some study on that and found this trick. Three years back when she got her first period, she looked very weak and unhappy. Since then she has this issue.

Aunty, I like Priya mainly because she never bothers on what I do outside, she wont tell our parents about all the bad things that I do just like many boys, she protects me a lot and because of that I also allow her to explore herself and never poke into her personal issues.

Since I keep looking at her daily, I didn’t notice the change in her body until a boy made a vulgar comment about her boobs. I thrashed that boy and told his parents to keep him in limits. Aunty, this is the problem with we boys.. we can look at girls and appreciate their beauty but we make vulgar comments about them, that’s wrong



After that boy made that comment, I started noticing Priya. Unintentionally my eyes will look at her chest. This is bad, I know that but it became a habit for me to keep looking at her chest.. as a growing girl its natural her boobs also start growing big. In the sleep sometimes my hands fall on her boobs, her hands on my cock.. its unintentional.. but offlate I get an urge to touch her boobs which is not correct but but… she being innocent didn’t notice that, in fact some times she wears lose top allowing her boobs to be displayed..

That night I controlled my urge to touch her boobs when she was sleeping as I didn’t want to disturb her sleep. I also slept happily…

In the morning when I woke up, I didn’t see Priya in my bed, she is in bathroom. As I am getting late, I went to parents bathroom and got ready. Mom told me Priya is not coming to sch ool and she will stay at home. I felt happy for her and I understood she got periods.



That day night.. Priya thanked me a lot and gave me light lip kiss and said “bro.. your trick worked.. I got my periods.. I slept hugging and cuddling you and I felt so happy in my sleep also.. that might be the reason my hormones normalized and I got periods.. today is first day, never ever in these 3 years I have this much less pain.. bro, this is all because of your trick, now I understood why… being happy keeps our hormones also happy.. to be happy all I have to do is hug you and sleep on your body.. bro, from today onwards, periods or no periods, lets sleep happily.. kissing, cuddling and hugging.”

I really felt happy.. not because I told you so.. but the trick really worked for her. I took her in my bear hug and kissing and biting her cheeks I said “I am so happy for you Priya.. lets be happy like this..”

Priya also kissing my cheeks felt very happy

After few minutes.. I said

“Priya.. I have more one trick”

“what’s that”



“while sleeping, don’t wear vest or bra”

“why ?”

“it will cause breast cancer”

“are you a doctor?”

“no”

“then”

“I am your well wisher”

“achha.. so you want to feel my boobs”

“ufff.. don’t talk like that Priya”

“why?”

“what why.. look at my junior.. its already up”

“shittt… why your junior always gets up so easily”

“it was sleeping.. you only woke him up”

“me?”

“yeah.. you told about your boobs”

“who started the topic google doctor?”

“ok ok.. now what to do?”

“what to do about what ?”

“about this ?”  (I pointed her to my hard on in the shorts)

“how would I know.. go to mom”

“mom ? why?”

“don’t act bro.. I know.. mom would shack him and extract your milk”

“this is bad”

“bad ? why ?”

“its you who talked about boobs and now you want mom to release my tension..”

“bro.. I cant do any thing.. at max, you can keep pushing your guy between my thighs.. that’s all.. nothing more”

“Priya..”

“what?”

“please”

“please what ?”

“can you help me shack myself”

“shittt… I will never do that.. I told you you can hug me and push it hard between my thighs.. what else you want”

“ok ok.. that’s better”


“bro.. why did god give you this big junior… dad has very small one”




I was shocked.. how does she know about Dad’s cock ?

“Priya.. did you see dad’s?”

“bro.. by mistake i saw once”

“shittt.. how ? when ?”

“one day at mid night I woke up to get some water.. then I heard some sound from parents room.. I was curious and went and saw throw peep hole.. Mom was sucking dad’s cock,, I was shocked.. immediately I came back.. that was a real shock .. seeing them like that.. that’s when I saw dad’s.. its probably half of yours”

“shitt.. when did you see mine ?”

“don’t overact.. many times you would sleep in such a way that your junior is out..”

“ok ok”

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Sameer - Priya

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Malavika with Madhu and Arvind

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Auntie, even though my little sister Priya gave me freedom to explore her body and insert my itching cock between her thighs while sleeping, I couldn’t do it that day as she was wearing pads and I didn’t want to do such things when she was in pain. But I felt very happy that she is understanding me better



After 5 days.. I came home at night 7 pm after playing cricket and I saw my little sister lying on the bed.. taking rest.. seeing her like that I couldn’t control my self and I laid on top of her and started kissing her cheeks.. with my sweat and dirty face.. she pushed me aside and asked me to atleast take shower.. I asked her if she can join me in shower.. I became bold to ask such favors even when mom and dad were at home. She playfully slapped my face and told “don’t harbour such thoughts.. mom will kill us if she knows”

I tried to squeeze her small lemons over her top.. I was partially successful.. I replied “if mom is ok, are you ok Priya ?”

She knew mom won’t accept, that’s why she confidently said ok..

Next day morning..
"Come on... let's take the bath together," my sister said, and I was completely stunned. Is she feeling that horny?  I am the one supposed to ask her that question but she herself asked that.  What should I do now?

Until now, I had kept things within limits with my sister—small kisses and hugs were fine—but actually bathing her? It would be one thing if she were bathing *me*—since I'm a guy, a towel around my waist would suffice—but bathing *her* while she's right there in front of me? Should I tell my mom about this or not? I need to make sure my mom doesn't find out 

 

"Sameer, what are you thinking about? I already told mom" she said, and my mind went blank. That sly mom hadn't told me a thing about this. She should have mentioned she’d already told Priya when I offered to bathe her. Oh well, there's no point in cursing my mom now.

"Alright, let's go," I said, and we headed to their bathroom, since all her toiletries were kept there.

We went inside, and just as I was about to lock the door, she said, "Why are you locking it? Just pulling it shut is enough." I agreed and pulled the door closed...

I picked up the pair of underwear hanging on the shower rod and asked, "Is this mom’s? Or yours?" As I held it close to my nose to smell it, my sister made a tearful face and said, "If you pull stunts like this again, this will be the last time—I’m never bathing with you again."

I apologized.

I took off my shorts—I was wearing underwear, of course. As my sister was taking off her top, the hooks got tangled in her hair, so I stepped in to fix it. When she lifted her arm all the way up, the sight of her smooth, alluring underarm sent a shiver of excitement through me. She was wearing innerwear too—she had already gotten permission from mom for that. Her cute, tender breasts were peeking out from that white bra, looking incredibly tempting. She blushed when she noticed where my gaze was fixed.

She dbangd her top over the rod and slipped off her gown; as she pulled it down—tightly hugging her curves and shifting across her buttocks—I found it hard to catch my breath. Though she looked petite and delicate, her body was perfectly proportioned—high, shapely buttocks and breasts that fit perfectly in the palm of a hand.

Her skin had the hue of a Kashmiri apple—smooth and so delicate it seemed it would bruise at the slightest touch. She raised her arms again to tie up her hair, securing it with a band while looking at me with an innocent expression. A stir of desire rose in my cock; my long 'cobra' was currently slumbering in my underwear, but she was teasingly inviting me to wake it up.

Once she had pinned up her hair, she looked absolutely stunning—white bra, white panties, and the dark, tender folds visible through the fabric. If she looked this good now, imagine how she’d look once water hit her body... *uff*.

We stepped under the shower together. She insisted we stand facing each other—afraid that if I were behind her, I might try something. That arrangement worked out nicely, too. We could see each other from head to toe...

She warned me before turning on the shower—saying she’d call mom if I tried anything funny...

I chuckled to myself... She talks tough now, but once she gets a taste for it, she’ll be the one 'accidentally' slipping into my arms. It’s easy to get close to my little sister while 'saving' her from Dad. It’s not that I want to deceive her—it’s just the reality of the situation; it’s bound to happen. To be a 'good guy,' you need a 'bad guy' around. Dad is the bad guy, so that makes me the good guy... well, I am naturally a good guy. But right now, if I touched her, I’d be the bad guy. Later on, whatever I did, I’d still be the good guy.

She turned on the shower. We both stepped under the spray and started rubbing our bodies down with the water.

I thought I was the experienced one, but my sister turned out to be quite the brazen slut. She was staring unblinkingly right at my underwear. As for my 'Cobra'—it was lying dormant. Maybe it was because of the conditions she’d set... but even in its flaccid state, its thick, heavy outline was clearly visible to her.

Meanwhile, I was admiring her wet, alluring curves. Her breasts were clearly visible through her white bra—firm, ripe guavas. Her nipples were hard and erect, poking through the fabric. Did that mean she was getting aroused too? If she looks so startled just seeing my 'cobra' from the outside... imagine how scared she'd be if she saw it fully exposed...

As I was scrubbing my whole body with soap—occasionally slipping my hand inside my underwear to scrub there too—she kept watching me unblinkingly, stealing glances. She did the same: scrubbing inside her panties with soap, raising her arms to scrub her armpits, turning away, lifting her bra, and scrubbing her breasts—lingering a bit longer on them.



Wanting to tease her, I said, "Turn around now... I've already seen it... I caught a glimpse in the mirror." Stunned, she made a tearful face and looked at the mirror, realizing there was no way I could have seen it—was I playing a prank? Angry, she quickly yanked my underwear down and then pulled it back up a second later, saying, "I saw yours too." I immediately did the exact same thing and got a look at her 'treasure.' She made that tearful face again and said, "You already saw it, didn't you? ...No fair... that's cheating."

Teasing her, I said, "We only have one thing to hide... you girls have two... I have to see both of them, don't I?"

Dragging that topic out further would only cause trouble, so she let it drop...

Poor thing... maybe she was intimidated by my size... She looked apprehensive and mumbled something... suddenly, her voice trembled...

When I asked, "Hey, what are you muttering? Speak up..."

Blushing and lowering her head, she stammered, "I wish… his... also... this big?" and closed her eyes in shyness...

I knew who is that person she is referring. My dad’s small penis is a matter of some dissatisfaction to my cute little sister. Also mine being too big has accentuated her pain even more. I moved her hands away from her face and said, "Priya... do you want dad’s cock also this big?" She turned her head away and said, "Oh well... I just asked," offering an explanation before I could even ask why she had brought it up...



We were both nervous about showering together for the first time, so we finished up without saying much...



My sister stepped out of the shower first, dried herself off with a towel, turned away, and—shielded by the towel in front of the mirror—slipped off her wet bra and panties...

I could see everything clearly in the mirror—her breasts... her tender rose pussy... My mind went blank... I quickly covered the bulge of my cock—visible through my wet underwear—with my hand... Hearing me move, my sister turned around to see what was wrong; as I hurriedly covered myself with my hands... She realized it... that was when she noticed the mistake she had made. She had taken off her clothes in front of the mirror. Moreover, hearing a commotion behind her, she stood there completely naked without covering herself with a towel.



She quickly wrapped a towel around herself and apologized; that was when she understood why my cock had become erect.

I had come in confidently, without even bringing a towel along... and there wasn't another one there either.



My sister, at her leisure... She took the body moisturizer and started applying it under her armpits and over her breasts—right under the towel—then bent down to apply it to her thighs, all while looking at me lustfully and teasing me; I found it hard to hold back.

Why should I back down when she was doing this on purpose? I moved my hands away... the size of my 'cobra'—bulging fiercely inside my drawers—was clearly visible.

As she applied the moisturizer, she pulled the edges of the towel aside, propped one leg up on the commode, and—almost as if she were spreading her pussy wide to show it to me—applied the lotion there too. Provoked by her actions and refusing to back down, I pulled my drawers down a bit; my dark pubic hair and the base of my cock were now visible... and her gaze was fixed right on it.

Getting even more worked up, she turned her leg slightly towards me; I could now see glimpses of her pussy—white streaks of moisturizer visible there. She let her fingers slip a bit deeper, rubbing the lotion onto her pussy lips while letting out a soft moan.

Uff... my head was spinning. I pulled my drawers down further; half my cock, my balls, and my dark pubic hair were fully exposed. Breathing heavily, she used her other hand to squeeze her breasts hard through the towel while speeding up the movement of the hand on her pussy... I understood exactly what she was doing.

My mind went blank... I pulled my drawers all the way down... and my ten-inch cock sprang out... Thick and massive—swollen so hard the veins looked ready to burst—my cock stood tall, greeting my sister.




Her eyes rolled back as she murmured in a daze, "Wow... it's huge... mmm... uff... it's like an iron rod..."

Priya stripped off her clothes, revealing her petite pussy to me. As she pulled her legs up, she closed the commode lid and sat on it, leaning her back against the platform behind her. Her little pussy was now clearly visible to me. She rubbed it with her fingers, tossed the towel aside, licked her tempting, reddish nipples with the tip of her tongue, and slid two fingers into her pussy, stroking it vigorously.



"Hey Sameer... you should jerk off too... stroke that iron rod of yours," she said, looking at me longingly.

Suppressing the intense urge to throw her down right there in the bathroom, mount her, and ravage her pussy...

I sat on the floor, leaning against the shower wall. Holding the base of my cock with one hand and the head with the other, I began to jerk off furiously. On one hand, there was the anxiety that mom might hear; on the other, the sight of my sister's enticing pussy right in front of me. I realized it wouldn't take the usual fifteen minutes this time.



"Hey... don't scream... mom will hear," I said. But she ignored me and moaned loudly. I stood up, walked over to her, and pressed my... against her mouth... I silenced her with my mouth while kissing her passionately; as I fondled her pussy with one hand and stroked my cock with the other, she firmly gripped my cock and jerked it. Suppressing our moans, we stroked vigorously until we both reached orgasm and climaxed together.

As my semen spurted out in a powerful jet—bringing a look of pure pleasure to my sister's face—I took my hand, now slick with her juices, and licked it clean; seeing this, she licked the remaining semen off the head of my cock with her tongue.



Oh boy... if this keeps up, it’s going to get hard again... it would be trouble if she got used to sucking my cock right now... I quickly got up, picked her up, turned on the shower, and stood under it for a minute. Then I stepped out, wrapped myself in my sister's towel, handed another towel from the cupboard to my sister, and went to my room.

Mom was busy in the kitchen... Phew... she didn't see us...

If a bathroom scene like this had happened with mom... ufff... I could feel that tingle in my cock again...


After dinner...

Mom and sister were lying down... it was 9 o'clock... I was loitering near the door... Mom looked at Priya, smiled, and whispered, "I don't think the cobra can hold back anymore... poor guy, let's call him over inside."

Priya replied somewhat haughtily, "Don't let him come close... he sticks like glue..."

"What happened? Why are you scolding your sweet brother like that?"

"What else, mom? You were the one who said, Priya, poor cobra looks so dull; why don't you take a bath with him then?'"

"what ?"

"Don’t get shock, I went to the bathroom with him and took bath"

"Hmm."

"In the bathroom, he took the panty hanging on the rod and held it up to his nose to smell it."

"May be he liked yours."

"mom, it wasn't mine... it was yours..."

"What? He smelled my panty... that's gross."

"If it was just smelling, that would be fine... but do you know what else he did?" Wanting to egg me on a bit more...

"What did he do? I'm anxious—tell me."

 


"He took my panties, pressed them against his... cock... and shot a look at me."

"Eww... did he put my panties right on his... cock?"

"Yeah..."

She called out to me, I was loitering outside looking sheepish...

"Hey Sameer... did you touch my panties?"



I mumbled, glancing angrily at my sister.

"Answer me... don't look at her... look at me"

"Sorry, mom..."

"Why did you do that?"

I stayed silent, standing there like a guilty man. Mom got up from the bed, quickly pulled the panties out from under her skirt, and tied them over my face. "This is your punishment... sleep like this—not next to me, but down here on the mat."

Priya and I were stunned—what kind of punishment was this?

Mom was deliberately egging me on. That’s why—instead of her usual nightgown—she was wearing just a tight black skirt and a tight red blouse. Just looking at her makes me so horny, I looked at my little sister and murmured I am going to smash your pussy soon enough.

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Sameer spraying his gun on his sisters face

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will his mom also milk him in bathroom ?