18-11-2019, 05:47 PM
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Date: Fri, 2Steal Thy Brother's wife
PART 01
So before start the story ... I am Vasudev (Vasu) & this story belongs to me & my sister-in-law Geetha.
When my brother raghu got married I was 16 years old.
I had started growing hairs on my face and chest but I was studying still in a college as I took more than one year to get promotion to higher class.
My brother along with my father was running a shop in the town.
My brother's wife Geetha too belonged to the town.
Our house was in a suburban village with lot of rivers, landscapes and backwaters. Beyond our compound there is a wide paddy field and just before the paddy field there is a small canal which was dug for irrigating the crops but never used.
Even in the Summer season there would be enough water flowing as the water comes from a dam constructed in the forest lands. The steps to this canal was constructed from our land, women use these steps as an ideal place to soak their linen and dry them after washing it.
I used to go to the banks of the canal in the pretext of fishing. There is a lot of vegetation and banana plants near it offering enough shade and privacy like in a tropical forest. But my intention was not to fish but watch the ladies naked beauty when they bath at leisure and do the usual gossiping. Normally after two o' clock they come to the stream and start their bath. The meals would be prepared and lunch would be over. The lunch would be served as supper too so ladies are free in the afternoon. T.V was not launched and electricity was just reaching the village at that time. I am talking of the year of 1970
I started getting a hard on when I watch my neighbours bath at the age of 12. First I thought something was wrong with my penis which started to jump at the silliest provocations and grew like a flagpole in my knickers at the most inappropriate occasions. I found it very difficult especially when my mother wake me up in the morning to start my studies. According to her if we study in the early morning we would understand more clearly and memory would be great at that time. But my penis was standing hard rock and it was impossible to stand up when my mother was watching and waiting to confirm that I woke up. I would lay on my back and pray the goddamn penis to shrink so that I could stand before my mom. Soon I learnt that the only way to solve the problem was to masturbate in the early morning when my penis gets the best hard on. There was no master for me to teach the masturbation, I just stroked my thing and soon I experienced the vibration and a little spinning of my head. A white thick fluid would emit from the tip which resembled like a spit and the erection was gone for some hours.
But then I felt tired and dozed of when read my lessons. I would come from college about 3.30 and right away I go to the stream to fish. The ladies from my neighbourhood would be at various stages of undressing, some washing clothes some soaping their pussies and some soaping the other ladies tits, gossiping would be continuously going on in between. The subjects would be how she was fucked last night, how one ladies husband waste money on drinking and how someone eloped with other's wife or some girl attained puberty and how some girl got pregnant when her husband was away for an year etc. Everything under the sun was big news for them, but the subjects mostly dealt with adultery, sex and village scandals. I would sit behind some bushes through which I could get a sneak view of all good pussies and tits. Some ladies voluntarily gave me a show as if they did not see me hiking their muslin towels while soaping their buttocks standing away from me.
My next door neighbour Vilasini was the best among them. She was about one year older than me. When she bathed with some grannies she would ask them to soap her back and while the grannies happily do the chore she would face me with her towel half fallen and I could see her dark pussy and big tits.
Most of the ladies had big breasts especially the middle aged women around 50 years old. They did not bother to cover their assets and I was always awarded with nice clear and unabashed view of their watermelon like breasts.
But now a days I wonder what happened to my villagers. I don't see any girls or women with such tits now. Also they never bath in open now. Even then I can bet that none of them possess such big tits which I used to see in my childhood. Perhaps the family planning may be the reason or lack of exercise. In olden days the women had to do a lot of household chores and there was a secluded place for women to At that time most women would have delivered about 4 to 7 children and they were less conservative about sex too. Adultery was common and none bothered much about who fuck who unlike the present times where people watch with binoculars at their next door neighbours.
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PART 01
So before start the story ... I am Vasudev (Vasu) & this story belongs to me & my sister-in-law Geetha.
When my brother raghu got married I was 16 years old.
I had started growing hairs on my face and chest but I was studying still in a college as I took more than one year to get promotion to higher class.
My brother along with my father was running a shop in the town.
My brother's wife Geetha too belonged to the town.
Our house was in a suburban village with lot of rivers, landscapes and backwaters. Beyond our compound there is a wide paddy field and just before the paddy field there is a small canal which was dug for irrigating the crops but never used.
Even in the Summer season there would be enough water flowing as the water comes from a dam constructed in the forest lands. The steps to this canal was constructed from our land, women use these steps as an ideal place to soak their linen and dry them after washing it.
I used to go to the banks of the canal in the pretext of fishing. There is a lot of vegetation and banana plants near it offering enough shade and privacy like in a tropical forest. But my intention was not to fish but watch the ladies naked beauty when they bath at leisure and do the usual gossiping. Normally after two o' clock they come to the stream and start their bath. The meals would be prepared and lunch would be over. The lunch would be served as supper too so ladies are free in the afternoon. T.V was not launched and electricity was just reaching the village at that time. I am talking of the year of 1970
I started getting a hard on when I watch my neighbours bath at the age of 12. First I thought something was wrong with my penis which started to jump at the silliest provocations and grew like a flagpole in my knickers at the most inappropriate occasions. I found it very difficult especially when my mother wake me up in the morning to start my studies. According to her if we study in the early morning we would understand more clearly and memory would be great at that time. But my penis was standing hard rock and it was impossible to stand up when my mother was watching and waiting to confirm that I woke up. I would lay on my back and pray the goddamn penis to shrink so that I could stand before my mom. Soon I learnt that the only way to solve the problem was to masturbate in the early morning when my penis gets the best hard on. There was no master for me to teach the masturbation, I just stroked my thing and soon I experienced the vibration and a little spinning of my head. A white thick fluid would emit from the tip which resembled like a spit and the erection was gone for some hours.
But then I felt tired and dozed of when read my lessons. I would come from college about 3.30 and right away I go to the stream to fish. The ladies from my neighbourhood would be at various stages of undressing, some washing clothes some soaping their pussies and some soaping the other ladies tits, gossiping would be continuously going on in between. The subjects would be how she was fucked last night, how one ladies husband waste money on drinking and how someone eloped with other's wife or some girl attained puberty and how some girl got pregnant when her husband was away for an year etc. Everything under the sun was big news for them, but the subjects mostly dealt with adultery, sex and village scandals. I would sit behind some bushes through which I could get a sneak view of all good pussies and tits. Some ladies voluntarily gave me a show as if they did not see me hiking their muslin towels while soaping their buttocks standing away from me.
My next door neighbour Vilasini was the best among them. She was about one year older than me. When she bathed with some grannies she would ask them to soap her back and while the grannies happily do the chore she would face me with her towel half fallen and I could see her dark pussy and big tits.
Most of the ladies had big breasts especially the middle aged women around 50 years old. They did not bother to cover their assets and I was always awarded with nice clear and unabashed view of their watermelon like breasts.
But now a days I wonder what happened to my villagers. I don't see any girls or women with such tits now. Also they never bath in open now. Even then I can bet that none of them possess such big tits which I used to see in my childhood. Perhaps the family planning may be the reason or lack of exercise. In olden days the women had to do a lot of household chores and there was a secluded place for women to At that time most women would have delivered about 4 to 7 children and they were less conservative about sex too. Adultery was common and none bothered much about who fuck who unlike the present times where people watch with binoculars at their next door neighbours.
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