Adultery NEMESIS

[ananth1986]

Again Chacha entered.
Great bang to Pihu.Her lovers entry will make her satisfy.
Thank you.

[Neelkantha]

Part 188 – Chacha Has Done Wonders Even At This Age

 

Pihu’s POV- Chacha and I were sitting in the outer room, fully engrossed in each other. He was sitting on a chair, and I was sitting with my ass resting on his lap. He had my boobs pressed against his chest, and our lips were pressed together. Chacha was sucking my soft lips with his rough lips, as if he could squeeze the juice out of them and quench his thirst. After having my lips sucked for a while, I opened my mouth and invited his tongue into mine. As soon as I opened my mouth, my elderly lover put his tongue into mine. And I started sucking it, touching his tongue with mine. It's impossible for me to describe in words how sensual our kiss was. Chacha was sucking my lips continuously, and I was sucking his tongue. We were both trying to please each other in our own ways. I didn't realize when chacha's hands had slipped under my saree, kissing my soft lips. I only realized it when I felt his hands on my boobs. Feeling his rough hands on my soft skin and tender boobs, I was momentarily startled. I didn't know what to do. Should I remove his hands from my boobs? Or should I let him do his work in peace? To be honest, the touch of his rough palms felt like scratches on my soft skin, and I also felt a slight burning sensation. But I couldn't remove his hands from my boobs. Chacha continued his work as before. He kissed my lips and slowly squeezed my boobs, first my right tit and then my left. He held my boobs in his fist, squeezing them slowly. And he was doing it in such a way that having my boobs pressed by him transported me to a different world. I was already hot, but now I felt as if I was melting under the pressure of chacha's hands. Chacha was also fully aware of my condition, so he didn't rush even for a moment. He was kissing my lips and gently pressing my boobs. I don't know how long we sat there kissing each other. Because in this state, I always lose track of time. And that's what happened now. It could have been just a few moments, or it could have been centuries. I don't know. And to be honest, I didn't even want to find out at that moment. All I wanted was for time to stop, for us to just be absorbed in each other. But I knew perfectly well that this wasn't possible. At some point, we had to stop. And before that time came, I wanted to have as much fun as I could. After kissing and sucking my soft, delicate lips for a long time, Chacha finally removed his lips from mine. Then he looked at me. He was looking at me so intently, it seemed as if he was seeing me for the first time. I laughed and said, "What are you looking at like that?" Chacha replied softly, "You." I laughed again and said, "Why? Have you never seen me before? Are you seeing me for the first time today?" Chacha smiled and said, "No. But every time I see you, you seem different. I don't know if that's just my imagination or the truth. But you bring a new side to me every time. And that's why I love you so much. Not because you, being a married woman, have sex with an old man like me. No, not at all. I love you because you have no secrets within you. You are what you are. I've fucked many girls and women in my lifetime, but I've never truly fallen in love with any of them. But you're the first female client I've truly fallen in love with. And if I had you in my youth, I don't know what I would have done to get you." Chacha said it all in one breath, and without even blinking an eye. I've known him for two years. But only today did I realize his feelings for me. He doesn't do all this just to fuck me. He truly wants me. He loves me. Knowing his feelings filled my heart. I kissed his cheek sweetly and said, "Oh, my dear old man, today I realized how deeply you love me." Chacha said, "I will love you like this for as long as I live." Saying this, he embraced me. My saree was still dbangd over my naked body. But Chacha didn't like that. He made me stand up and pulled the saree off my body. Now, I stood before him, completely naked from head to toe.

Chacha grabbed my wrist again, pulled me towards him, and made me sit on his lap. I sat down, my soft ass resting on his lap. He looked at me again and asked, "Okay, Pihu, tell me something. What were you fantasizing about me before I came?" I blushed again at his words. I said, "Let go of that." Chacha was pleased to see me blush. He said, "When you blush like this, you look even more beautiful. But tell me, what were you fantasizing about me?" I remained silent for a while. Then, blushing just as before, I said, "I really missed you here. I wanted you here. With me. Near me. I imagined you sitting in front of me, licking my pussy with your mouth." Chacha asked, "Is that all? Nothing more?" Ain blushed again, "Yes, there's more. You were rubbing my clit with your thumb while licking my pussy." Chacha said, "That's it, I understand. So let me make your fantasy come true. And that too right now." Hearing this from Chacha, my heart really fluttered. I was overjoyed. But at the same time, I felt embarrassed. The very thought of an elderly man twice my age talking about licking my pussy made me feel ashamed. I lowered my head in embarrassment before him. He held my chin and lifted my head and said lovingly, "Pihu, you're blushing as if you're going to let me lick your pussy for the first time. I don't even remember how many times I've licked your pussy. So what's the point of being shy?" I couldn't answer him. I just sat naked on his lap. My heart had been yearning for a long time for Chacha to stop talking and get down to business. But I couldn't even tell him because of my shyness. But Chacha understood my feelings without me even speaking. He laughed again and said, "Let's not waste any more time talking. Let's get down to business." With that, he once again brought his mouth close to mine. I could clearly feel his hot breath on my face. I closed my eyes in excitement. Whatever Chacha did to me next, I simply felt it. First, he kissed my forehead lovingly, then both my cheeks. Then, he kissed my neck, moving steadily downward. Then, I could feel his lips and hot breath on my shoulders and neck. His mustache and beard were so long that they pricked my soft skin. But the stinging sensation was also a bit icky. I was enjoying it too. I sat quietly in his lap and let him do his thing. He kissed both my arms, right up to the wrists. Then it was my armpits. It was a hot summer day, and the heat of the sex had left me drenched in sweat. Naturally, beads of sweat had gathered on my armpits. So I didn't want to lift my arms in front of chacha and expose them to him. But I had to surrender to my elderly lover. He held both my hands by my wrists and lifted them up simultaneously. My sweat-soaked armpits were immediately exposed to chacha. The next moment, I felt his nose resting on my armpits and sniffing. Before I could say anything, he said, "Pihu, you're not just beautiful. The fragrance that emanates from your body makes even itra (perfume) seem inferior." Saying this, he sniffed my sweat-soaked armpits again. His actions tickled me, but I couldn't do anything. I sat before him, my clean, hairless armpits exposed. After sniffing my armpits to his heart's content, Chacha said, "Umm... your armpits really smell like itra, Pihu. I can't help but lick them." Saying this, he extended his tongue and placed it directly on my armpits. Watching Chacha, I realized how desperate a man can become in the throes of sex. Beads of sweat had gathered in my armpits, which Chacha began to lick with his tongue. He licked them clean, licking them completely. Then he kissed them. And then he licked them again. This continued for quite some time. He licked my armpits for a while, then kissed them, then started licking them again. After licking and kissing my armpits one by one, when he lowered my arms, I realized that there was more of Chacha's saliva on my armpits than sweat. Chacha then left my armpits and moved towards my boobs. He held my boobs in his hands and gently squeezed them, bringing them closer to his mouth. By then, both my nipples had become fully erect. I thought he might just take them into his mouth and start sucking them. But he didn't do anything like that. He held one of my nipples between his two fingers and began twisting it. His action completely stunned me. A long moan finally escaped my throat, "Umm... Chacha... please don't do this..." But Chacha neither paid attention to my moan nor stopped his work. He started pulling and twisting my nipples one by one.


And as Chacha began to twist my nipple between his two fingers, I felt my body begin to twitch. A wave of lust coursed through my body. I couldn't contain myself any longer. Desperately, I pleaded with Chacha, "Chacha...please don't torment me like this...or else I'll really die..." Chacha smiled slightly at my helplessness. But he neither let go of my nipple nor stopped twisting it. He held my nipple, pulling and twisting it as before, and said, "Pihu, my love. I won't let you die while I'm alive. I have no intention of killing you at all. I don't want to kill you, I want to give you pleasure." I gasped, "But Chacha, what you're doing isn't giving me pleasure, it's pain." Chacha immediately let go of my nipple and said, "Then it's okay, I'll give pleasure to you right now, today." Saying this, he brought his mouth to my boobs. He extended his tongue and began to circle my nipples. This time, I had hoped that Chacha would take my nipples into his mouth and suck them. But instead, he did something that, instead of reducing my yearning, increased them even more. As soon as I felt the touch of his tongue around my nipples, all the hairs on my body stood on end. I began to squirm in his lap. Chacha held my back with one hand to keep me from falling, and with the other, he held my tit up, holding it up. He was constantly making circles around my nipples with his tongue and saliva. This made my nipples even more erect. While I was still struggling with this, another problem had arisen. I was sitting naked in Chacha's lap. Suddenly, I felt something moving beneath my ass. I was completely naked from head to toe, but Chacha was still wearing his clothes. But the throbbing cock beneath his lungi was causing me a distinct discomfort. I could clearly feel Chacha's cock growing in size under my ass, inside his lungi. Chacha was older. His cock wasn't particularly large or thick. It was smaller than Zafar's, but even at his age, it was definitely one and a half times the size of Bijan's. I could feel it growing beneath my ass. I reached one of my hands up to his lungi and grabbed his cock over the lungi, like a snake charmer. As soon as I grasped his cock in my hand, Chacha flinched for a moment, but the next moment, he composed himself. He opened his mouth, took one of my nipples, and began sucking it. I held his cock over the lungi, but I hadn't yet seen it. This was making me restless. I desperately wanted to see it as soon as possible. So, in an instant, I untied the knot of his lungi and slid it down. As I slid it down, I finally got a glimpse of his cock. Since he wasn't wearing his underwear, the moment the lungi slid down, his cock was exposed to me. I held his cock in my hand and shook it slightly. I saw that it was fully erect and ready to pound me. I had a strong desire to take his cock into my mouth and suck it for a while. But I knew very well that he was old enough, and at that age, he wouldn't be able to hold himself in for long. In this state, if I suck his cock, he'll surely cum in my mouth. Which I didn't want at all. Although he wouldn't be able to fuck me for long, I still wanted to take his cock in my pussy and get fucked by him today. So, despite my urge, I gave up on sucking his cock. I simply held his cock in my fist and continued to slowly shake it. Meanwhile, Chacha was sucking my nipples with great passion. He held one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked it, while he held my other tit in his fist and squeezed it. My fair boobs had turned red from his squeezing. He sucked one of my nipples for a while. Then, he took it out of his mouth and took my other nipple in his mouth and started sucking it. Then, he grabbed my first tit and started squeezing it, just as he had been squeezing my other tit just moments before. In this way he sucked both my nipples one by one for a long time and held both my boobs in his fist and pressed them. After pressing both my boobs for a long time and sucking both my nipples. He finally let go of my boobs. By then my condition had become bad. I could clearly feel the wetness on the joint of my legs. Chacha had also felt this by then. Because by then my pussy juice was not limited to my pussy. A small stream of my pussy juice had reached below my ass after oozing from my pussy. Which had started wetting chacha's lap also.


Chacha, understanding the condition of my pussy perfectly, said, "Pihu, it seems your pussy is a little too wet. I think I'll have to lick it clean, isn't it?" I laughed and said, "Why are you asking? Do it quickly." Chacha lifted me from his lap and placed me back on my chair. Then, standing up from his chair, he said, "Then what are you waiting for? I'll clean your pussy right now." With that, he knelt on the floor in front of my feet. Then, placing his hands on my thighs, he spread my legs as wide as possible. In an instant, my pussy was exposed to his eyes. Chacha began to look at it intently. I felt embarrassed again at his attention. I asked him shyly, "Chacha, you're staring at my pussy as if it's something completely new to you. You've never seen it before. I don't know how many times you've seen it, and even fucked it." Chacha looked at me and smiled a little and said, "I admit that I have seen your pussy many times before today. And I have fucked you many times too. But I don't know why, whenever I look at your pussy, I feel that it looks even tighter and more beautiful than the previoius time. I sometimes think that despite being a married woman, your pussy looks like that of an 18-year-old young and virgin girl. Just as tight and beautiful. Looking at your tight pussy, I always feel that your pussy is still virgin. It has not yet found a cock to fuck it. I am going to fuck this beautiful pussy of yours with my cock for the first time." Hearing my pussy praised so much from chacha's mouth made me overjoyed, and a little embarrassed as well. In his 72 years, chacha must have seen and fucked countless girls' and women's pussies. But knowing that out of all those pussy, he found mine the best and most beautiful made me both happy and embarrassed. Still, I didn't express my happiness to him, and I said, "Enough of all the praise for my pussy. Now, stop showering it with your praises and give it some relief by licking it. My poor pussy has been yearning for your mouth for ages." Hearing my words, chacha smiled and said, "Then I won't torment the poor thing any longer." With that, he brought his mouth closer to my pussy. I felt even more heat in my body, feeling his hot breath on my pussy, wet with my own juices. All the heat in my body transformed into my pussy juices, wetting my pussy even more, and the fur below me began to throb. Chacha grabbed the petals on both sides of my pussy with his two fingers and spread them wide, opening the opening of my pussy wide for him. The pink inner walls of my pussy were revealed to his eyes, overflowing with my own juices. As soon as Chacha grasped the petals on both sides of my pussy with his fingers, his fingers were instantly drenched with my pussy juices. He placed one of his fingers on the opening of my pussy and soaked it completely with my pussy juices. Then, showing it to me, he brought the wet finger to his nose and inhaled the scent of my pussy juices. His face lit up with joy at the smell of my pussy juices. He said to me, "Pihu, there's a unique intoxication in the smell of your pussy juices, the mere smell of which can intoxicate anyone instantly." Saying this, he sniffed his finger, already soaked in my pussy juices, twice more. Then, he put his finger in his mouth and began sucking it. He was licking my pussy juices from his finger with great passion. I was embarrassed to see a 72-year-old man, twice my age, licking my pussy juices with such passion. But Chacha didn't stop after licking the juices from his finger clean with his tongue. He moved towards my pussy again. Once again, he grabbed my pussy petals with his fingers, spreading them apart, opening my pussy completely to his mouth. And then he took out his tongue and put it directly into my pussy and started licking the juices that had gathered there. His action made my vision go dark for a moment. I pressed his head hard on my pussy, closed my eyes and let out a loud moan from my throat, “Uff… Chacha… what are you doing…????” (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (12.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Again Chacha entered.
Great bang to Pihu.Her lovers entry will make her satisfy.
Thank you.

Thank you buddy. Keep reading

[ananth1986]

Really at the age of 72 Chacha is doing amazing
with his tongue to Pihu.
Real lover can only do this at that age.
Thank you.

[rajeev13]

Chacha is umar me bhi chauke-chakke laga dete hai,
Kamaal hai :)

[Neelkantha]

Really at the age of 72 Chacha is doing amazing
with his tongue to Pihu.
Real lover can only do this at that age.
Thank you.

Yes, exactly. I’m worried about chachas health. God forbid if something happens to him.

[Neelkantha]

Chacha is umar me bhi chauke-chakke laga dete hai,
Kamaal hai :)

Haan, wah is umra me bhi kamal kar rahe hai. Aur dusri taraf hame dekho.

[Neelkantha]

Part 189 –Pihu Clears Chacha’s Dilemma

 

Pihu’s POV- But all my moans had no effect on Chacha. Ignoring them completely, Chacha continued licking my pussy with his tongue. He knew full well that no matter how much I screamed or cried, I wanted him to continue licking my pussy without stopping, just as he was doing now. So, without stopping or saying anything, he continued licking my pussy with his tongue. Helplessly, I sat on the chair, with my legs spread fully in front of him, and let him lick my pussy. Chacha continued licking the stream of juice flowing from my pussy with his tongue. He had been doing this for some time. He was licking my pussy and making me cum. He knew very well that due to his age, he would not be able to satisfy me by fucking me properly. Therefore, he tried to satisfy me by licking my pussy. Today, his intention was the same. Although I wanted Chacha to keep licking my pussy, but at the same time I didn't want him to lick my pussy for long and make me cum. Because today I had to get fucked by him, no matter what. I don't know why I was craving him today. And I had to satisfy this craving at any cost. So, I was enjoying Chacha's licking, but at the same time, I was completely focused on not cumming. But as time went on, it was becoming increasingly difficult for me to stop myself from cumming. Because as time went on, Chacha was licking my pussy even harder and great intensely. As if he was determined to make me cum just by licking my pussy, which I absolutely did not want. I was constantly moaning. But stopping Chacha seemed impossible for me. He intensified my agony even further when he stopped licking my pussy, looked at me, and said, "Pihu, what were you saying, what was I doing in your imagination? While licking your pussy, I was also playing with your clit, wasn't I?" I immediately understood that Chacha was now preparing to attack my clit. But before I could say anything or stop him, he launched his attack. He began rubbing my erect clit with his thumb. His single action sent a wave of lust through my entire body, and I found myself floating in that wave. Hundreds of ants crawled across my whole body. Every hair on my body stood on end. And forget about my pussy, for a moment I felt like I was going to cum right there. I somehow managed to stop myself from cumming, and panting, I pleaded with Chacha, "Chacha...please...don't do this...or I'll cum..." Hearing this, I felt chacha become even happier. While rubbing my clit with his thumb, he inserted another finger into my pussy. And while fingering my pussy, he moved his finger in and out of my juice-filled pussy and said, "Wow! This is exactly what I want, Pihu, my love." My condition was getting worse and worse. The more I tried to keep myself from oragasming, the more Chacha pushed me closer to orgasm, from which it seemed impossible to return. Chacha continued to passionately fuck me with his finger, moving it in and out of my pussy. At the same time, he continued rubbing his thumb on my clit as before. I felt I couldn't take it anymore. I would cum any moment. And my intention to get fucked by Chacha today would remain unfulfilled. But somehow I managed to control myself for the last time. I sat upright on the chair and, holding on to Chacha's hand, fingered my pussy, somehow managed to stop him from fingering me. I was panting heavily. My breath was ragged. My face was drenched with sweat and red with excitement. My lips and throat were completely dry. I tried to use my tongue to lick my lips. Rubbing it on my own lips, I moistened it a little. I was very close to orgasm. I would have done so in a few moments. I closed my eyes and tried to control my heavy breathing. During this time, Chacha's finger was still inside my pussy. But because I was holding his wrist, he couldn't move his hand. He couldn't understand my movements. He wanted to make me cum, but I didn't want to cum yet. And that's what he couldn't understand. But he did understand that I didn't want him to finger me. So he slowly pulled his finger out of my pussy. He sat quietly on his knees in front of me, letting me control myself. As soon as Chacha pulled his finger out of my pussy, a lot of juices gushed out of my pussy. I slowly controlled my breathing and myself. I did. Then, when my breathing returned to normal, I opened my eyes and looked at chacha sitting in front of me. He was still looking at me with curiosity. He still couldn't understand why I hadn't oragasmed even when I had the chance.

As soon as I felt a little normal, the first thing Chacha said was, "What happened, Pihu? Why did you stop me? I would have made you cum in a little while longer." I laughed a little and said, "That's exactly what I don't want you to make me cum." This confused Chacha even more. He asked, "You don't want to cum!!! But why?!" I leaned forward, grabbed Chacha, and made him stand. Then, kissing him on the cheek, I said, "Because I don't want to cum right now." He laughed and said, "So how do you want to cum?" I told him, "Chacha, I want to get fucked by you today. And I want to cum only after you fuck me. Not right now." This surprised Chacha even more. He probably wasn't expecting me to want to get fucked by him. He said, "You want to get fucked by me today? I want to fuck you too. But Pihu, you can see that I'm getting older now. I can't hold myself back from cumming for long. I won't be able to please you by fucking you. I don't know, maybe I'll cum as soon as I insert my cock into your pussy. You won't be happy having sex with me. It's better if I finger you and make you cum. At least you'll enjoy the pleasure of cumming." I stopped him and said, "Chacha, you're only thinking about my pleasure. I'll be happy if I cum, but what about you? Chacha, you're my oldest lover. And I'm your beautiful, young, and youthful girlfriend. And as a girlfriend, it's my duty to please my lover. And that's why I want to get fucked by you today." Chacha tried to reason with me, "Pihu, try to understand what I'm saying. I also really want to fuck you. But understand the reality. I won't be able to make you happy by fucking you even if I want to. You'll be left in agony." I said, "Chacha, don't worry about me. Whether you fuck me for an hour or a few moments, I'll definitely let you fuck me today. And as for my happiness, I'll be happy the moment your cock enters my pussy." Chacha tried one last time to convince me, "If you want to get fucked so much, then get fucked by Zafar." I looked at my chacha and smiled and said, "Chacha, you're misunderstanding me. I don't feel like getting fucked by anyhow. Yes, I've already had sex with Zafar once a while ago. If I ask, he'll fuck me again. But I don't want to get fucked by him, I want to get fucked by you. Not because I feel like getting fucked, but because I love you as much as you love me. And I want to give you as much pleasure as you want to give me. Just as you can give me pleasure by licking my pussy, I can give you just as much pleasure by sucking your cock. But to be honest, I don't want to give you pleasure by sucking your cock. Because I want to give you pleasure by having sex with you, and I also want to enjoy sex with you. The full pleasure of sex comes when both of the partners can enjoy it together. You can give pleasure to your partner by licking pussy or sucking cock, but you can't enjoy it yourself. That's why I want to have sex with you, not Zafar." After so much conversation, I finally stopped. I thought I had been able to explain my feelings to chacha clearly. Chacha said, "Pihu, I understand what you're saying. And I respect your wishes and am ready to have sex with you. But given my age, I don't know how long I'll be able to hold myself back." I stopped him and said, "Chacha, don't worry about that. I told you, whether you fuck me for an hour or a few moments won't make any difference to me. You fucking me will be enough for me. I don't need anything else." Chacha happily hugged me tightly and said, "I'm proud of myself for not making any mistakes in judging a person. You really have a big heart, Pihu. Otherwise, if anyone else were in your place, they would never want to have sex with an old man like me. But you want to fuck me to please me and give me pleasure, even though you know I won't be able to satisfy you by fucking you for long. I'm really glad I know you and love you." After saying this, Chacha said, "Then come on. I'll fulfill your desire to fuck with me. Tell me, where do you want to fuck with me? Will you come to my room?" I thought for a while and said, "No, I have something else in mind." Chacha said, "What?" I said, "That is, why don't we both fuck in Zafar's room?" Chacha was a little surprised by this. "But Zafar and your friend are fucking there!" I said, "Yes, so what? They'll fuck theirs, and we'll do ours. And anyway, I like foursome sex." Chacha said, "Now what is this foursome sex?" I laughed and said to my chacha, "Hey, my old lover, foursome sex is when four people get together and have sex together. Now, this could be one woman and three men, or even two men and two women. If it's two men and two women, the fun is even greater." Chacha asked, "How?" I said, "Two men can sex with two women as per their wish by exchanging their partners in between themselves. And women can also get fucked by two different men simultaneously. Why, isn't it fun?" Chacha laughed and said, "You have a sharp mind when it comes to sex, Pihu." I laughed and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Chacha. But shall we go now?" Chacha held my hand and pulled me towards him, "Of course! Let's go!"


We both came in from the outer room and stopped outside Zafar's room. Chacha had already stripped me naked once again by removing the saree from my naked body. I too stripped him naked like me by removing his lungi and kurta. We both came and stood out of Zafar's room, naked from head to toe. But before we could enter Zafar's room, we had to stop. A loud moan stopped us outside. I instantly recognized Sangeeta's voice. Sangeeta was moaning loudly. This meant Zafar was fucking her hard. Hearing Sangeeta's voice, Chacha paused for a moment and then looked at me and said, "It seems your friend is enjoying being fucked by Zafar." I replied with a smile, "Judging by her moans, it seems so." With that, I opened the door and entered the room. As soon as I entered, Zafar and Sangeeta stopped fucking and looked towards the door. I saw Zafar laying Sangeeta on the bed and pounding her pussy with his huge dick. Seeing me enter the room, they both assumed I was alone. But when Chacha followed me into the room, they were both a little startled. They hadn't expected Chacha to be there at this time. Sangeeta was quite shocked to see Chacha enter the room. She immediately tried to push Zafar off her, but Zafar wouldn't budge. Unable to remove Zafar from her, she tried to cover her bare boobs with her hands, but even that failed miserably. Zafar, sensing this, grabbed both of Sangeeta's hands and prevented her from covering her boobs. Even then, Zafar's dick remained inside Sangeeta's pussy. Zafar simply stopped thrusting. Sangeeta looked at Chacha and asked, "How come you're here?" Hearing Sangeeta's question, Chacha laughed and said, "You've probably forgotten that this is my house. You're in my house right now." Sangeeta said, "That's not what I meant. You were at the shop, right? When did you come here?" Chacha replied, moving towards the bed, "A long time ago." Sangeeta tried to get up again, but Chacha made her lie down and said, "Where are you getting up? It's not right to stop while you're fucking. You two should continue your fucking." Now I stood next to Chacha and looked at Sangeeta and said, "Chacha is absolutely right. You and Zafar will fuck at your own pace. Chacha and I will fuck at ours." Sangeeta said, "But where is the space here? You should take him to his room." Before I could say anything, Zafar said, "No, no, there's plenty of space here. You two can fuck here. The four of us will fuck together." Saying this, he held Sangeeta's waist and shook her slightly, keeping his dick still inside her cunt. I climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Sangeeta. Looking at chacha, I called him over, "Come on, chacha, let's start our fucking." Sangeeta, still a little irritated, said, "How can two people fuck on one bed?" I said, "Why not? You'll get fucked by Zafar, and I'll get fucked by chacha." Chacha, without saying a word, climbed onto the bed and lay on top of me. I spread my legs as wide as possible, opening my pussy wide for him and his cock. Then I grabbed his cock and positioned it on my pussy. Seeing us do this, Zafar started fucking Sangeeta hard again. But Sangeeta's mind was on us, instead of her own fucking. I turned her face towards Zafar and said, "Focus on your fucking, you bitch. You don't need to pay attention to us." Sangeeta did not say anything else after this. She continued to get fucked by Zafar silently. I once again set chacha's cock at the mouth of my pussy and said to him, "Come chacha, you and your cock are most welcome into the pussy of your beloved Pihu." Chacha held his cock with one hand and placed it on my pussy and holding my waist with the other hand, started rubbing his cock from top to bottom and then from bottom to top along the crack of my pussy.


The moment chacha's cock touched my pussy, wet with my own juices, my whole body shivered, and every hair on my body stood on end. I had been waiting for this moment for so long. I thought that after a couple of thrusts, maybe chacha would insert his cock inside my pussy and start fucking me. But he didn't. He continued to rub his cock against my cleft. The tip of his cock was completely soaked with the slippery juice flowing from my pussy. Yet, he didn't insert his cock inside me. I couldn't understand why he was doing this. Was he trying to arouse me or torment me? If he was trying to arouse me, there was no need for it, because I was already aroused. Now, all I needed was his cock in my pussy. But chacha continued to rub his cock against my cleft without inserting it. And every now and then, he would rub my delicate and sensitive clit with the hard tip of his cock. And every time he did this, a current would run through my body. I couldn't bear it anymore. I reached out and grabbed his hip, pulling him toward me, and said, "Chacha... don't torture me anymore. Now insert your cock into my pussy. And quench the fire inside me by fucking me hard." Chacha must have been expecting this from me. As soon as I said this, he immediately placed the tip of his cock right at the opening of my pussy. Holding my waist firmly, he thrust his hips forward and gave a gentle push. My pussy was already saturated with its own juices. So, with this push, the tip of his cock entered my pussy, and that too quite easily. My pussy was already brimming with its own juices. Chacha's cock, while not as large as Zafar's, was still one and a half times the size and thickness of Bijan's. So, I could feel the tip of his cock entering my pussy. And simultaneously, a long moan escaped my throat, "Umm... Chacha... now fuck me properly..." At my request, Chacha slowly began to move his hips back and forth. His movements were unhurried. He held my waist firmly with both his hands and, inserting his cock into my pussy, slowly moved his hips back and forth, fucking me. He knew full well that if he even slightly hurried, he would ejaculate quickly. He wouldn't be able to give me the pleasure of fucking me properly, nor would he be able to enjoy the pleasure of being fucked. So, without any haste, he continued to fuck me slowly. And that's what I wanted too: that he could fuck me for a long time, without any haste, without ejaculating. His cock was easily entering my juicy pussy. And his cock was completely soaked in my pussy juices. Therefore, it wasn't difficult for his cock to penetrate deep inside me. Chacha was fucking me slowly but wonderfully. For the first few moments, I didn't enjoy being fucked so slowly, but I didn't say anything. Later, I gradually started to enjoy this fucking. So, I held his neck with both my hands and started moving my waist up and down in sync with his, so that his cock could penetrate deep into my pussy. So, when he pushed his waist forward, I would raise my waist. And when he pulled his back, I would lower mine. This allowed his cock to penetrate my pussy to its base in an instant, and then, in the next, it would come out all the way to its tip, leaving only the tip of his cock inside my pussy. Although Chacha had grown older, his body lacked the strength and vitality it once had. Yet he knew exactly how to give a woman complete pleasure during sex. So, while he was fucking me, he placed his thumb on my clit and began rubbing it with his thumb. His cock was already inside my pussy, and he was also rubbing my clit with his thumb. This double-pronged attack momentarily stunned me. And I was already quite aroused. I first aroused myself by fingering my pussy while imagining Chacha. Then, Chacha licked my pussy and began to arouse me more. He'd brought me to the brink of orgasm by inserting his finger into my pussy. I'd somehow managed to hold myself back then, but this time, I couldn't hold myself back. As soon as Chacha started rubbing my clit with his thumb while fucking me, my whole body convulsed. My whole body started shaking, and I immediately began to cum. Chacha also understood that I had already cum, so he stopped without fucking me, and let me enjoy the pleasure of orgasming. It hadn't even been five minutes since I'd started fucking him. And within five minutes, I had already orgasmed. I'd never orgasmed so quickly before. I'd been holding myself back for quite some time. And now, when I finally got the chance, my whole body started to squirt with great intensity. Chacha's cock was still inside my pussy. And I was oragasming in that very state. A strong stream of juice flowed from my pussy, bathing chacha's cock. At that moment, I had forgotten that besides me and chacha, Sangeeta and Zafar were also present in the room. I didn't care who was watching me orgasm. I simply hugged chacha, taking his cock into my pussy, and orgasmed endlessly. As if this orgasm had no end. I would continue oragasming like this for an eternity. I closed my eyes, enjoying the full pleasure and joy of my orgasm. It had been a long time since I had experienced the ecstasy of orgasming while being fucked by someone like I was experiencing right now, even with Zafar. And this was a matter of wonder for me. What even his son hadn't been able to do, the father had done so effortlessly. Perhaps that's why they say a son is a son, and a father is a father. No son can match his father, especially when it comes to matter of sex. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (15.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[ananth1986]

Chacha fucked Pihu.
An convenient moment for Pihu.
Hope Pihu got pregnent with Chacha
instead of her willing with Bijan

[Neelkantha]

Chacha fucked Pihu.
An convenient moment for Pihu.
Hope Pihu got pregnent with Chacha
instead of her willing with Bijan

But she wants to be mother of Bijan's child.

[Neelkantha]

Part 190 – Four People Together Created A Buzz

 

Pihu’s POV- As soon as I finished orgasming, Chacha got back to work. He pulled his dick out of my pussy. He wiped my pussy juices off his dick with the bedsheet and placed it on my pussy again. Chacha leaned over me and pushed his dick into my pussy. Just as I was about to scream, Chacha covered my mouth. Chacha was pushing gently, and I could feel his dick inside my pussy every inch. My pussy was very tight due to his dick's thickness. Chacha took his dick out and inserted it into my pussy again. This time, I didn't feel much pain, and Chacha started moving his dick in and out of my pussy. I started enjoying it again. Chacha and I started kissing. Chacha's dick was giving me immense pleasure, and the inner walls of my pussy was rubbing against his dick. After a while, Chacha's thrusts became faster, and I tied my legs around his back. With every thrust, chacha moaned, "Aaah... Aaah..." After a few minutes of fucking in this position, chacha lowered himself onto me with his cock still inside my pussy, and I climbed on top of him. I began to move my waist back and forth, and chacha was vigorously squeezing my boobs. The marks of his hands were clearly visible on my boobs. We had been fucking for seven minutes, and then my pussy had ejaculated once again. I lay down on chacha's chest. A minute later, when I got up from his chest, his cock also came out of my pussy, soaked in my juices. I immediately took it in my mouth and started sucking it. Chacha probably wasn't expecting this. He positioned me on the bed like a bitch and inserted his cock into my pussy from behind. He then began fucking me in doggy style. When he was about to cum, he would stop and then resume after a while. He did this several times, and I realized Chacha was truly a master of this sex game. After fucking me doggy style for a while, Chacha laid me down flat again and inserted his cock into my pussy again. His thrusts had become much faster, and it seemed he was about to cum. I started kissing him, and he continued thrusting his cock into my pussy. In a short while, Chacha and I ejaculated together. Chacha's dick was still in my pussy, and he was lying on top of me. After a while, Chacha moved aside, and his dick came out of my pussy. Chacha's cum was flowing from my pussy and falling onto the bed. Chacha's glans was still fully exposed, covered in a large amount of cum. I got up and licked the cum off Chacha's dick. When Chacha's eyes met mine, he smiled slightly, and then I lay down next to him. My sex with Chacha lasted a total of 10 minutes, which was quite a lot considering his age. I really didn't expect him to be able to hold back for so long and fuck me for 10 minutes without ejaculating. It was truly a unique experience for me. I've had him fuck me many times in the past two years. But I still thoroughly enjoyed getting fucked by him today. I was truly happy to have him fuck me today. Chacha and I were lying side by side. Suddenly, I heard a loud moan, "Oops...Zafar, fuck me harder...faster...I'm about to cum...I'm about to cum, Zafar...oh my god..." As Sangeeta's voice reached my ears, I remembered that they were still in the room. And until now, we (Sangeeta and I) had been getting fucked by these two father-son duo. In the excitement of getting fucked by Chacha, I had forgotten about them. But as soon as Sangeeta's voice reached my ears, I remembered their presence. I turned my head towards them and watched them fuck. I saw Zafar and Sangeeta having a wild sex. Zafar, with Sangeeta's legs on his shoulders, was thrusting his cock into her pussy with great force. Sangeeta, clutching him in her arms, was moaning loudly. But Zafar wasn't paying attention to her or her moans. He was completely focused on her and thrusting his cock into her pussy. Looking at Zafar's face, I could tell he wanted to make Sangeeta cum quickly, thrusting quickly. But I couldn't understand why. But after a while, I realized the real reason for Zafar's desire when Sangeeta finally orgasmed. She clutched Zafar's waist with her legs and, trembling violently, released her pussy juices. Zafar, too, thrusting his cock fully into her pussy, calmed down. He allowed Sangeeta to fully orgasm. Sangeeta continued to orgasm, her head shaking. Then, after a long orgasm, she got tired and released her leg bandages and slid over the bed. Lying on the bed, she closed her eyes and started panting heavily. Sangeeta had already orgasmed, but Zafar was yet to ejaculate. I thought he would fuck Sangeeta again and release his cum in her pussy. But Zafar had something else in his mind. I came to know about it when he pulled his dick out of Sangeeta's pussy and turned towards me.

As soon as Zafar came towards me, I knew it was my turn to get fucked by him now. Chacha had just fucked me and released his cum into my pussy. Now it was his son's turn. Zafar came closer, opened my legs, and looked at where Chacha's cum still remained. Zafar started sniffing my pussy. Then Zafar asked, "Did you enjoy getting fucked by my father?" I said, "Any doubts?" He shook his head and said, "Not at all. I have complete trust in my father. Everything I've learned about sex, I learned from him only." I grabbed his neck and said, "Then show me what you've learned from him." Just then, Zafar started kissing me. Zafar's kiss was deep, his tongue roaming my mouth, and I was sucking his lips. Zafar said, "Pihu, you look absolutely stunning today!" I replied, "Zafar, it's all thanks to you, father and son." Zafar's hands were squeezing my ass, while Zafar was stroking his dick from outside. Then, Zafar lifted me off the bed and bent me forward. My ass was now completely exposed to him. Zafar placed his mouth on my ass from behind and began licking. I leaned forward, moaning, as Zafar licked my buttocks. He spread my buttocks with both his hands and placed his tongue on the crack of my ass. Then, he ran his tongue along the crack of my ass, licking through my asshole and up to my pussy. My pussy was still filled with chacha's cum, which was still dripping out of my pussy. Zafar, realizing this, brought his tongue down my pussy and began licking his father's cum from my pussy. Then, he rolled his tongue inside my pussy and began licking the delicate inner walls of my pussy with his tongue. No matter how much I wanted to be fucked by chacha, Zafar was something else. That young man was an expert in the game of sex. And like his father, he knew exactly how to please a woman during sex. He inserted his tongue into my pussy, licking the inner walls until he reached my G-spot. And once he found it, he began licking it with double the speed. His actions sent me into a frenzy. I cried out, "Oops... Zafar...lick more...lick my pussy more." He began caressing my ass while licking my pussy. After licking my pussy for a long time, he finally calmed down and said, "Pihu, are you enjoying it?" I replied, "Zafar, I'm having a lot of fun. Even my husband, Bijan, has never given me as much pleasure as you two, father and son, are giving me today." Zafar then licked my pussy in the same position for another five minutes, making me cum again. Zafar sat on the bed, and I knelt on the floor in front of him. Zafar's dick, soaked in Sangeeta's pussy juice, was twitching in front of me. I took Zafar's dick in my hands and began sucking it. I first licked Zafar's dick with my tongue, thoroughly cleaning it of Sangeeta's pussy juice. Then I began sucking it thoroughly. I repeatedly wet Zafar's dick with my saliva and took it out of my mouth so Zafar could see it. Zafar was watching me do this. After sucking Zafar's dick for a long time, I climbed on top of him and started kissing him. Zafar then laid me down on the bed, placed a pillow under my waist, and my pussy was now on top. Zafar said, "Pihu, your pussy is really beautiful. So smooth and fair... I want to fuck it forever." I said, "Then what are you waiting for, Zafar? Now put this thick, pestle-like dick of yours in my pussy and start pounding it right now!" Zafar started caressing my beautiful pussy with his palm, due to which I started getting very restless to get fucked by him. My nipples got tensed. At that time, I became very juicy and my pussy got filled with juice and from inside, I started restless to get fucked by Zafar quickly. Then Zafar asked me, "Pihu, should I do it now?" I said, "I am not stopping you. Do whatever you want, I will not refuse!" As soon as I said that, he hoisted both my thighs onto his shoulders, placed the round head of his massive dick at the mouth of my pussy, and thrusted it with full force. His dick began to penetrate my pussy, splitting it in two, and entering with great force. At that moment, I began to convulse, my body twisting as his dick became excessively hard. As soon as his entire dick entered my pussy, I started moaning, "Ah... aah... oh... oh..." He immediately plopped down on my chest and began sucking both my boobs one by one. I was filled with a tickling sensation. He left my boobs, sat down, and pulled his dick out completely, thrusting it in and out with full force. After a while, my pussy began to ooze, and his dick, soaked in that slippery juice, began to move in and out of my pussy like an iron rod. I began to experience immense pleasure beyond what I had ever imagined. He shook me. He shook me and started fucking me, I was no longer in my senses.


Then Zafar inserted his dick into my pussy and began to thrust gently. I was moaning and shouting, "Harder, Zafar...Faster, Zafar!" My words made him thrust even harder. After fucking me hard for a while, he lay down on the bed and said, "Pihu, now ride my dick." This was exactly what I had been waiting for. I stood on the bed. Then, placing my legs on either side of Zafar's body, I adjusted my pussy to his dick. I bent down and saw that my pussy was now exactly level with and above his dick. I grabbed Zafar's broad shoulders with both my hands and lowered my waist. Slowly, the distance between my pussy and Zafar's dick gradually decreased. At one point, my pussy touched the tip of Zafar's dick. Zafar held his dick erect with one hand. His cock was ready to salute my pussy like a cannon. As soon as my pussy touched the tip of his dick, he held my waist with his other hand to prevent my back from moving. I lowered my ass a little further, using the jar's shoulder as support. And the tip of Zafar's dick entered my pussy. I said to Zafar, "Zafar, now move both your hands from their positions." Zafar was a little startled, but he understood that something was probably going on in my mind. So he removed one hand from his dick and the other from my waist. Now the bulk of my weight was resting on my legs and waist, and a little on my hands. I slowly removed both my hands from Zafar's shoulders. This allowed the entire weight of my body to fall on my legs and waist. Due to gravity, my waist, along with my pussy, came down. And Zafar's cock entered, ripping the inner walls of my pussy. No matter how many times I've had sex with Zafar, when his massive cock enters my pussy, my life is lost. And this time, it happened again. Suddenly, my waist lowered, and in one stroke, Zafar's massive cock entered my pussy all the way to the base, and the tip of his dick collided with the deepest part of my pussy, my uterus. The entire world blurred before my eyes for a moment. And a long, deep, and intense moan escaped me, "Oh, mother... I'm dead..." My scream made both Sangeeta and chacha open their eyes and stare at the scene before them. I sat in Zafar's lap, panting, with his entire cock inside my pussy. Seeing my condition, Sangeeta said to me, "You bitch, you'll die one day trying to get fucked. Do you know how much bigger and thicker Zafar's cock is than our husbands' cocks? You still rode it?! Die, you bitch, die on it!" I didn't respond to her. I felt a sudden pain as Zafar's cock entered my pussy, tearing it apart. But the pain soon subsided. I placed both my hands on Zafar's shoulders again, and he held my waist with both of his. Now, with the support of his shoulders, I began to slowly move up and down on his cock. Zafar's cock started coming out of my wet pussy, and the next moment, it was completely inside. For a while, I was jumping on his cock alone. After a while, Zafar also joined me, raising his waist from below, pushing his cock deep into my pussy. Whenever he thrusted his dick into my pussy with full force, the tip of his dick would hit my cervix, the deepest part of my pussy. Each time, a moan would escape my throat. We were both moving our hips up and down in sync. Gradually, our pace increased. I was now jumping vigorously on his dick, and my boobs were bouncing up and down along with my body. Seeing this, Sangeeta couldn't control herself. She got up from her place and grabbed one of my boobs and started squeezing it. Zafar's massive dick was already trying to fill my pussy. And the pressure of Sangeeta's hand on my tit was only adding to my discomfort. But my condition worsened further when Sangeeta moved her face towards my tit and took one of my boobs into her mouth, sucking it vigorously. This had crossed the limits of my tolerance. I jumped on Zafar's dick and started moaning, pressing Sangeeta's face hard on my boobs and also started abusing her, "Eat it, you bitch...eat my boobs...suck them...bite them...eat them…you whore!!!" Without caring about my screams, she kept sucking both my boobs one by one.


And this continued for some time. I was jumping on Zafar's dick with it inside my pussy. And Zafar was fucking my pussy by raising his waist from below. And Sangeeta kept sucking both my boobs one by one. After some time, my pussy finally released a lot of juice. But Zafar was still at it. Then Zafar removed me from himself and cleaned the juice of my pussy with his bed cover. I had already ejaculated for the second time. But he was yet to ejaculate. He said to me, "Pihu, now I'm going to fuck you from behind. Get on the bed in doggy style." As soon as he said this, I got on the bed and got into a doggy position, and Zafar inserted his cock into my pussy from behind and started fucking me again. Zafar was fucking me like a fierce animal. Then, Zafar inserted a finger into my ass and started moving it in and out. My pleasure increased even more. I immediately knew that it was my ass's turn to be pounded by Zafar's massive, pestle-like cock. And I began to prepare myself for this. I loosened my ass to make it easier for Zafar to insert his finger into my asshole. Zafar spat into my asshole and began rubbing his spit all around it with his finger, so that it would become lubricated and he would have no problem inserting his dick into my asshole. I was enjoying the feeling of his finger in my asshole. I was, but at the same time, I was afraid of what would happen to me and my asshole when his massive cock entered my tiny asshole. Still, I didn't say anything, eager to have Zafar fuck my asshole. After thoroughly wetting my asshole with his spit, Zafar looked at Sangeeta and said, "Sangeeta, get some Vaseline from that dressing table, otherwise Pihu will feel pain getting her ass fucked." Sangeeta had no idea that Zafar would fuck my asshole too. Hearing about ass fucking and getting ass fucked, she exclaimed in surprise, "Are you going to fuck her ass now too?!" Zafar, while inserting his cock into my pussy from behind, replied, "Sure. Quickly get the Vaseline from there." Sangeeta said nothing. She got up from the bed, went to the dressing table, and retrieved a Vaseline container. She handed it to Zafar. Zafar then applied a generous amount of Vaseline to his dick, applied some to my asshole, and inserted his finger inside again. He then began moving his finger in and out of my asshole. When my ass felt lubricated enough, he removed his dick from my pussy and placed it on my asshole. The desire and excitement of getting ass fucked by Zafar's dick made my asshole tighten automatically. Seeing this, Zafar said, "Pihu, loosen your ass a little. Otherwise, it will hurt when my dick enters your ass." Hearing this, I relaxed my ass, and this loosened my asshole once again, opening it to welcome his cock inside. Feeling the tip of Zafar's dick at the opening of my asshole made me even more excited. Zafar's dick was still inside my pussy, and because of this, it was coated with my pussy juices. He had also applied Vaseline. So, as Zafar grabbed my waist and applied pressure to his dick, inserting its thick, egg-shaped head into my asshole, the lubrication made it slip in, but I started to feel pain. I screamed, "Ummm... ahhh... yah... yah..." Zafar said, "Pihu, it's done... it will be fine in a little while." Zafar then began to thrust into my ass, and with these small thrusts, he shoved his entire dick inside me. With Zafar's massive dick in my ass, I felt as if his dick had reached my throat, and that the tip of his dick would pop out of my mouth at any moment. Zafar then pulled his waist back and began to pull his dick out of my ass. When his upper dick was out of my ass up to the tip, he thrusted his entire dick back into my ass with gentle thrusts. Zafar's actions were unhurried, for he was well aware of the size of his dick. He also knew that if he rushed, his massive dick would tear my ass to shreds. And neither he nor I wanted that. So, he would insert his entire dick into my ass with gentle thrusts, and then pull it back out, pulling it out up to the tip. His dick was pounding into my ass. He would pull it all the way out of me. Only the tip of it would remain inside my ass. In the same position, he would gently push his dick back into my ass, all the way to the base.


For a while, I was hesitant to take Zafar's massive cock. But after a while, I started to feel comfortable, so Zafar increased his thrusts. Every now and then, Zafar would pull his cock out of my ass and look at it. I asked Zafar, "What are you looking at all the time?" He said, "Pihu, your asshole has gotten much bigger than before." I replied, "That's bound to happen, Zafar. Your cock isn't any less thick." Zafar continued to fuck my ass like this for 10 minutes, and I kept getting my ass pounded by his cock. I screamed and groaned, but at the same time, I kept raising my ass back and taking Zafar's cock completely inside me. Slowly, Zafar's time for cum approached. He had been holding himself back for quite some time. I felt his cock swell as he entered my ass. Finally, he inserted his cock all the way inside my ass, still. He released his cum right inside my ass. I could clearly feel the hot stream of cum escaping from Zafar's cock inside my ass. As soon as he finished ejaculating, I stretched out on the bed on my chest. Zafar, too, was exhausted from fucking me and Sangeeta for so long. He also lay on my back, his cock still inside my ass. We lay like that for a while. I looked at the wall clock and it was 5 in the evening. That meant three hours had passed already since we arrived here. And within those three hours, Sangeeta had been fucked twice, and I had been fucked three times, and my ass fucked once. My whole body was aching from the exhaustion of these intense fucking. I wanted to lie down and rest for a while, but it was getting late. And Sangeeta also had to go home. So, reluctantly, I had to get up. Chacha went to the bathroom and arranged for our baths. We all went to the bathroom one by one and took a shower. We refreshed ourselves bathing in lukewarm water. Sangeeta and I put on our clothes and applied our makeup as before. I noticed that Sangeeta had become quite friendly with Zafar now. During this time, she was laughing and talking with him. They even shared their phone numbers among themselves. After we were ready, Zafar himself came to drop us off. Just like last time, he called a taxi for us. And we two friends, said goodbye to Zafar and chacha at last and headed to our home. After dropping Sangeeta off at her house, I took the same taxi and headed back to our apartment. Suddenly, my phone started ringing. I thought it might be Bijan calling me. I answered the call without even looking at the name on the phone and said, "Uff...Bijan...don't you have the patience for a little while? We're just friends out. We'll watch a movie, do some shopping, etc., won't it take time? Don't worry. I'm coming home." I answered the call and said it all without letting the other person even talk. Then I heard, "Mami (maternal aunty)...mami, it's me, Raju, not mama (maternal uncle)." I looked at the phone in shock. It was actually Raju's name instead of Bijan's. That meant I'd mistakenly told him all this, mistaking Raju's call for Bijan's. But why is Raju calling me suddenly? He usually calls me at night. Why is he calling me right now? I said, "Sorry, Raju. I'm just out for a little walk with my friend. Your mama is alone at home. That's why I thought he was calling me. I didn't notice your name on the phone. So tell me, why did you suddenly call me at this time? You don't call me at this time, usually. What happened?” Hearing my questions, Raju laughed a bit and said, "Mami, don't worry at all. There's nothing to worry about. I just called to tell you something." I said, "What's the matter?" Raju said, "It's just that my exams are over. And I have a few days off right now. So tomorrow, after Dad comes home from work, I'll come your home with him. I'll stay there for a few days." Then he paused for a moment and then lowering his voice a little, he said, "I have something important to tell you. I won't be at peace until I tell you this." I was surprised by Raju's words. What was it that he was coming to stay at our house to tell me? He could have told me that very thing over the phone any time now or later. But he wanted to tell me that in person, not over the phone. And that's why he'd come to stay at our house for a few days. What could it be? What's happened now? What has this boy done now? With that thought in mind, I said to Raju over the phone, "Okay. Come to our house tomorrow. We'll talk then." Raju said happily, "Thank you, mami," and hung up. But I was lost in deep thought by then wondering what would happen next. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (17.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[ananth1986]

Waiting for Raju.
Pihu is a lucky girl.
Waiting for who is going to make Pihu pregnant.
Thank you

[Neelkantha]

Waiting for Raju.
Pihu is a lucky girl.
Waiting for who is going to make Pihu pregnant.
Thank you

That is the most valuable question of the whole series.

[Vissle]

Pihu and salim chacha love eachother. Wow writer. Now Pihu should give herrest of life to Chacha.

[Neelkantha]

Pihu and salim chacha love eachother. Wow writer. Now Pihu should give herrest of life to Chacha.

I don't think Pihu would do so.

[Neelkantha]

Part 191 – Bijan And Pihu’s Relationship Has Been Jeopardized Fully

 

Pihu’s POV- Whenever your peers or students apply your teachings effectively in their personal lives, no one is happier than you as a teacher. You feel proud of your students for the good education you've provided to them. I recently felt a similar sense of pride in Raju. You've probably gotten to know him by now. Raju is the only son of my husband Bijan's elder sister. Raju is Bijan's nephew. I'm his mami i.e. maternal aunt, but our relationship isn't exactly that of an aunt and nephew. Those who have read our story from the beginning know that I've had sex with Raju three times. The first time I had sex with him was two or three years ago when he came to stay at our house for a few days. He was depressed at the time. I was the one who understood his problem and taught him the lessons of sex for the first time. After that incident, Raju and my relationship changed forever. Until then, he'd known me only as his aunt. But after that incident, our relationship wasn't limited to that of aunt and nephew, and I couldn't deny that fact even if I wanted to. When I married Bijan, Raju was 15 or 16 years old. In my eyes, he was none but an innocent child, unaware of the world. But when I taught him the lessons of sex and had sex with him for the first time, he was no longer a young boy or my nephew. I don't know what form our relationship took. I couldn't describe it in words even if I wanted to. Our relationship wasn't a simple one. Sometimes I was his aunt, sometimes his friend, sometimes his girlfriend, sometimes his motherly figure. After that incident, my place in Raju's eyes became greater than his own mother's. He started to respect me, telling me everything he couldn't even tell his own mother. Our relationship had completely changed after that incident. I've got fucked by him twice more since then. The last time I met Raju was at my brother-in-law Ani's wedding, and I had sex with him there too, an incident I've already described in our story. Anyway, Ani's wedding had been almost a year. And in this duration, I had neither seen nor met Raju. He had gone away for his higher studies and is just now returning home. In this duration, Raju had spoken to me a few times on the phone, even via video call, but he had never told me anything. But suddenly, while returning from Zafar's house, he called me and told me that he was coming to our house tomorrow to stay for a few days. He wanted to tell me something, something he wouldn't find peace until he told me. I knew very well that Raju was closer to me than his own mother. He shares every secret with me. He trusts and believes in me blindly. But one question kept echoing in my mind: what did he has to tell me that he was coming to our house to tell us? There was nothing to worry about; he had already told me that. But still, I wasn't going to be able to stop until I heard the truth from him. Worried about all this, I reached home. Bijan was at home. He had no idea where I had taken Sangeeta. He just knew that we had gone to pick up Sangeeta's blouse. Seeing me come home so late, Bijan's first words were, "Darling, where were you all this time? And where is Sangeeta?" I laughed inwardly when I heard Sangeeta's name come out of Bijan's mouth. Poor guy, how could he have known that his beloved Sangeeta was no longer his. Now she belonged to Zafar. I knew Sangeeta's nature very well. Bijan's small cock wouldn't appeal to her in the face of Zafar's massive dick. And now she would forget Bijan and go back to Zafar again and again. But I didn't want to tell Bijan all this. So, hearing Sangeeta's name come out of his mouth, I furrowed my brows and said, "Bijan, it seems you're more concerned about your wife's friend these days than your own wife? That's why you asked about Sangeeta earlier. Well, for your information, she's a married woman. She's someone's wife. She has her own home. And I just dropped her off at her house." Bijan was a little taken aback by my taunt. He hadn't expected me to taunt him like that. He said, "That's not what I meant. You two went out together. I thought she would come with you to our house. She would go to her house later. When I saw you coming alone, I asked you about her." Our conversation didn't go much further than that. Bijan didn't say anything to me. And I quietly changed and got back to the house chores. Our relationship has deteriorated somewhat since Bijan's truth was revealed to me. It's not the same as before. I've become irritable over small things. I get angry at Bijan over every little thing. I still can't accept that Bijan betrayed me, and that too in connivance with Sangeeta. This still eats at me from within. Sangeeta is my friend. In a way, she's a member of my family. But what if Bijan starts an affair with some unknown girl? How can I trust him anymore? It's natural for men to flirt outside even when their wives are around. What if Bijan does something too? This thought keeps me awake all night. And as a result, our relationship has deteriorated.

And because of my irritable nature, Bijan also avoids talking to me these days. Perhaps he, too, fears what I'll say to him, what taunts I'll throw at him, what new things I'll tell him about Sangeeta. That's why he's afraid to get close to me. Previously, he'd spend entire Saturdays and Sundays following me around. We'd have sex multiple times during these two days. Sometimes while cooking in the kitchen, sometimes while watching TV in the drawing room, sometimes while bathing together in the bathroom, sometimes in the bedroom. Saturdays and Sundays, he and I would roam the house almost naked. Whenever either of us felt like having sex, we'd either shove one’s cock into the other's pussy or get fucked by the other's cock. But these days, none of that happens. We live in the same house as two strangers, not husband and wife. We'd occasionally have sex at night, but neither he nor I had the same urge and love as before. Now we just treated sex like a daily routine. Like waking up, brushing our teeth, eating dinner, going to work, watching TV. So did nighttime sex. Even during sex, neither of us felt anything different. Just a few kisses, squeezing my boobs, sucking his cock, licking my pussy, stroking it. He'd put his cum in my pussy, and then go to sleep. Despite living in the same house, eating together, and sleeping side by side on the same bed, we had become quite detached from each other. We were both well aware of this fact. But neither Bijan nor I knew how to fix it. That evening, while working in the kitchen, my eyes kept drifting toward our drawing room. I saw Bijan sitting on the sofa, peacefully watching TV. This never happened before. Whenever I worked in the kitchen, Bijan would sneak up behind me and scare me. I'd get angry at him. And then, to calm my anger and resentment, he'd make love to me. He was quite wild in love. I'd become like him after marriage. We both live alone in this house, so there was no problem for either of us to openly make love or have sex. He'd fuck me in the kitchen. I don't know how many times I've cooked while being fucked by him. The food would get burnt, spoiled because of the fucking, but we'd still be in it. I don't know where those days have gone. Now the food is good, but our relationship has deteriorated. Unconsciously, a long, deep sigh escaped my mouth. I was as disappointed as Bijan. But neither was he doing anything. And neither was I. I don't know how long this will continue. And where will it all end? Will everything be fine in the end, or is something even worse written in my fate? I don't know. And to be honest, I don't even dare to find out. I want Bijan and I to return to our relationship as before. But how, I really don't know. While we were having dinner, I was the first one to say, "Raju called me this evening." Hearing me, Bijan stopped eating and looked at me. Then, in a calm voice, he said, "What was he saying?" I said, "His exams are over, so he's coming to stay at our house for a few days." Until now, Bijan hadn't reacted at all. But he was a little surprised to hear Raju was staying at our house for a few days. He asked, "Why?" I said, "Why what?" Bijan said, "Why is he suddenly coming to stay at our house? That's all I'm asking." Hearing Bijan say this, I thought for a moment about telling him the truth: that Raju was coming to tell me something and would be staying for a few days. But then I thought, I still don't know the truth myself. I don't know what Raju really wants to tell me. I don't even know what the topics of his conversation are. So, for now, it would be better to keep it quiet. With that thought in mind, I decided not to tell him anything.


Seeing me sitting quietly, thinking without saying anything, Bijan asked me again, "What happened? Tell me." I looked at him and said, "I don't know." Bijan looked at me and said, "What do you mean?" I said, "It means I don't know why he's coming here." Bijan looked at me for a while and said, "You didn't ask him?" I said, "No." He said, "Why?" I said, "Because I thought why he was coming to his mama’s (maternal uncle's) house to stay with his mama and mami during his vacation would be a stupid question to ask him. That's why I didn't ask him." Bijan looked at me intently for a while after listening to me. Then he said, "Well, darling, why do you tell me everything in such a roundabout way these days? Can't you just tell me in the direct way?" I told him, "You should ask me the right questions, and I'll give you the right answers. Simple." Bijan said, "Why do you make a big deal out of everything I say these days?" I said calmly while eating, "Ask yourself that question, and you'll find the answer." Bijan said, "Darling, please. For god’s sake don't start again. I've been fed up of hearing the same thing for the last five or six months. Now stop it. The same thing every day. How many times do I have to tell you to forgive me and forget all this?" I said, "How can I forget? How can I forget that my own husband fucked my friend behind my back and made her the mother of his child, while I've been trying unsuccessfully to become a mother for the last four years? Tell me." Bijan said, "Darling, don't start again. And please don't make me open my mouth." This angered me. I said, "Don't make me open my mouth? What do you mean? Tell me openly." Bijan said, "Let it go. I'm not in the mood to fight with you right now." I said, "No, no, I want to hear what's going on in your mind. Tell me frankly today what's really going on in your mind about me." Bijan said, "Okay, then listen. I think there's something wrong with you. And you only. And that's why you haven't been able to become a mother." His words shook me to the core. I had no idea Bijan would tell me this one day and that too bluntly. I stared at him stunned. Then I said, "What you mean is that the reason I haven't been able to become a mother is not you, but me? The fault lies with me, not you?" Bijan said, "Yes, that's what you wanted to hear, right? So listen, yes, that's what I think and believe. There's nothing wrong with me; I can be a father, the proof is right in front of you. I fucked Sangeeta, and within a month she became the mother of my child. If there was anything wrong with me, I wouldn't have been able to make her a mother like you. But she became the mother of my child after having sex with me, which clearly means there's nothing wrong with me. Whatever's wrong with you is with you. That's why you haven't been able to become a mother with anyone, not just me." Bijan's last few words surprised me again. I asked, "What do you mean?" Bijan said, "That if there wasn't anything wrong with you, you would have become a mother with anyone by now. You've had sex with so many men in these three years. Forget about me, why haven't you been able to become a mother with any of them?" I said, "What do you mean to say, that being a married woman, I will become the mother of a child of any random man other than my husband?!" Bijan said, "If you, being a married woman, can get fucked by every single random man, then what harm will it do for you to become the mother of his child?" I said, "Now is this also my fault, Bijan? Have you forgotten that it was you because of whom I had to get fucked by someone else for the very first time? That too by my own devar (brother-in-law). Have you forgotten?" Bijan said, "I haven't forgotten anything. I remember everything. Yes, I was the one who forced you to have sex with Ani. Because I wanted to see you having sex with another man. But how could I have known you would make it a habit? I don't know how many men you've had sex with. I don't even know how many. But have you ever wondered why you haven't become a mother after having sex with so many men?" I said, "No, I'm just stupid. You tell me. You're the smarter one of us." Bijan said, "So listen. You haven't gotten pregnant by me or any of the men you've had sex with. This means there's only one thing: there's something wrong with you, which is why you're unable to become a mother. Understand? Before blaming me, take a look in the mirror. You'll discover the truth yourself."


Bijan, all this really made me cry. I never imagined I would have to hear all this from Bijan. I cried and said, "This means you're calling me both raff and infertile." Bijan said again in a calm voice, "I'm not telling you anything. You were provoking me to hear all this. Look, darling, I told you before, and I'm telling you again. I have no love affair with either Sangeeta or any other girl or woman in this whole world. Whatever I did was to help her as a friend. There's nothing more between us. You're hurting me and yourself by doubting me unnecessarily. Yes, I admit I made a mistake by not telling you all this before. But I apologized for that too. And I even explained to you the circumstances I had to help Sangeeta. But you have no faith or trust in me. You think I'll betray you again over Sangeeta or any other else. But I want to make one thing very clear to you today: there was, is, or will be no one else in my life except you. You are my wife. At the time of marriage, I filled your hair-parting with sindoor (vermilion), considering the sacred fire as witness. And I made you my ardhangini (better half). Do you know what ‘better half’ means, darling? ‘Better half’ means half. You are half of me, darling. Of my body. Of my soul. Of my life. I will never betray you for anyone. Nor will I abandon you for anyone. You were mine, you are mine. And you will always be mine. No matter how many men you have sex with, you will always be my wife. And not only you and I, but no one in the world can change that even if they wanted to. You have to trust me. I love only you. And I will continue to do so. And as for our children, I told you before and I say it again, you will be the mother of my child. And I will do whatever it takes to make that happen. Don't torment me and yourself by dwelling on all these past events. It will only widen the rift in our relationship. And instead of resolving the issue, it will only complicate things further. And that's not what I want. Maybe you don't want to either. So please, for my sake, for your sake, forget everything of the past. And let's start our lives anew, just like we used to before this incident." Saying this, Bijan got up from his chair, came over to me, took my hands in his, and said, "Let's go out somewhere. It'll make you feel better. And all these unnecessary worries will stop coming to your mind." I couldn't control myself any longer. I laid my head on his chest and cried, "I don't want anything else, Bijan. I just want you. Nothing else. I don't want any wealth, any riches, any grandeur. I just want you. I don't want to lose you under any circumstances. I'm always afraid I might lose you. Just promise me that you'll never leave me. I can't live a single moment without you, Bijan. I love you very, very much. I'll die without you. Please, Bijan, never leave me alone. Promise me, Bijan. Promise me. Please, Bijan, promise me." Bijan held my head to his chest and lovingly caressed my head, saying, "Darling, I'll never leave you. You'll find me there with you at every turn of life. I'll stand by you until my last breath. No power in the world will be able to separate me from you or you from me. As long as I live, I'll be yours, and you'll be mine. This is my promise to you." Then he held my face in his hands and wiped my tears. He said, "Stop crying now. And let's go to sleep." I stared at him for a while, then held his face in my hands, and pressed my lips to his, saying, "I love you, Bijan. I love you very, very much!" That night, for the first time in a long time, our fucking was filled with so much love. Just like it used to be after we got married. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (19.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[ananth1986]

Both Bijan and Pihu loves each other more than anything
in the world.But they are in trouble .....
Waiting for Raju , whether he could make Pihu pregnanat

[Neelkantha]

Both Bijan and Pihu loves each other more than anything
in the world.But they are in trouble .....
Waiting for Raju , whether he could make Pihu pregnanat

Let's hope for the best. But I don't think Pihu would let that happen. Let's see what happens next.

[Pundit77]

Have been away for a while and caught up with the story only today.....great going

[Neelkantha]

Have been away for a while and caught up with the story only today.....great going

Thanks Buddy. Welcome back. Keep reading and enjoying as always.