09-12-2019, 07:32 PM
She took me to a small room, which had been unused for a long time. There was a small window in one of the walls through which the bedroom of the newly wed couple could be seen. Apparently Randhir was asleep and Kudan was fondling his limp cock. Kesar said, "It looks like they have finished the first round and are resting now.
Let us go."
While returning she led me by my cock, which was relishing her ministrations and lifting its head in anticipation of one more fuck. By the time we reached my room it was rock hard filling up the small palm of Kesar. Without letting it go she pushed me on the narrow bed and laid herself on me. I took her in my arms and started kissing her.
It was my first occasion of holding a naked woman in my arms. At the age of forty Kesar had a soft and smooth body. Her tummy was flat except some fullness in the lower part. She had slender waist and wide heavy hips. Her limbs were delicate and smooth. Her thighs were heavy and thick, touching each other from her knees to her pussy. Because of the dim light in the room I could not properly see her bhos (vulva). Only thing I could see was a thatch of black pubic hair.
I turned around bringing her under me. Her one hand was busy with my lund, the other was around my neck. I was nibbling her lips and with one hand playing with her nipples. For her age she had smallish firm breasts ample enough to fill up my palms. Each had an areola of two inches and a tough erect nipple quarter of an inch long. While rest of her breast was covered with fair delicate skin the nipples and areolas were dark in color. I could not get enough of her breasts because hers were first for me. I caressed them with light touch, held them in my palms and rolled them on her chest, fondled them, grabbed them, squeezed them and mauled them. Then I felt light tug on my hair.
When I freed her mouth she said, " Like my boobs? Don't break them, I still need them. Love them with your mouth." So saying she guided my head down to her chest. I latched my mouth on her left nipple and picked up the right one between my finger and thumb.
I do not know how I did it but I did it. I started by laving the areola with long swipes of my tongue. The smooth areola soon become rough and bumpy. I had not touched the nipple but it became erect like a cock as if craving for the touch of my tongue. I did not disappoint it. I flicked with the tip of my tongue, wetted it with my spittle and picked it up with my lips. Kesar, in turn, was writhing with excitement massaging my cock mercilessly.
Suddenly I left the left nipple and descended upon the right one. It was more than ready to enter my mouth. I opened the mouth wide and took both the nipple and areola in. Once in I flicked the nipple with my tongue, licked the areola and finally started sucking them like a baby, taking them between the pad of my tongue and the hard roof of my mouth. She left my lund, put both hands on my head and pressed it in her breast.
By now she was fit to climb a wall and I was not far behind. She had spread her thighs and my hips were cradled between them. With a voice husky with excitement she said, " Chal, ab chod dal mujhe jaldi se. Ghused de tera ye lund meri chut men. Jaldi kar varna mein tujhe maar dalungi." (Come on now, fuck me, fuck me quick. Plunge this your cock into my pussy, don't delay or I will kill you,)
It was not that I wanted to delay, in fact I was also in a hurry to start the real act. The problem was that in spite of my theoretical knowledge of fucking I did not know what to do. Don't laugh, please. Bhos was an uncharted territory for me. I did not know the way to her vagina. As a result when my hips started swinging in the hope that my cock will automatically enter the vagina, its head bumped here and there and slithered away on slippery lips of her pussy. Besides, she was also jerking her hips back and forth, side to side, round and round, making it more difficult for the cock to engage her vagina. My cock was close to bursting. I was really worried that I may spurt out without entering her. In desperation I blurted out, "Chachi, where ....where ...does this go?"
She laughed out at my predicament, pushed her hand down between our tummies and grabbed the cock. No sooner she put it on the right spot it slithered in effortlessly right up to the hilt. Immediately she lifted her legs to wrap them around my waist. This tilted her pussy forwards and the rest of the cock which was left out also went into her vagina. She jerked her pelvis couple of times as if to make sure that the cock was securely in and let out a prolonged Aaaahhh.
The feel of warm vaginal walls on the cock was too much for me. Instinctively I started fucking her, pulling the cock out almost full length and ramming into her depth in one strong stroke. She had clasped me on her breasts but I could see her whole body rocking with every push of my cock. The thought of possibly injuring her did not occur to me and I went on fucking with powerful jabs. Her whole pussy and my cock were drenched in our secretions so that the cock could come and go without any difficulty. The sensation on the cock was so sweet! Never had I dreamed that a small stick of eight inches can create such an exquisite pleasure. I felt as if the whole length of my cock was exuding love juices. She on her part was swaying and gyrating her hips as if trying to dislodge the intruder. I was panting heavily while she was cooing with every stroke of my lund.
Shortly, my strokes started getting irregular though no less powerful. I could feel on my cock the gentle milking contractions of her inner muscles. At one point she suddenly became frantic. She grabbed me by arms and legs, ground her mons against mine, almost chewed off my lower lip and scratched my back with her nails. Her whole body went into some sort of spasm and then convulsed. She broke out goose pimples all over her body, saliva drooled out of her mouth and she let out high pitched scream, "Aaaaiiiiiiii......."
For a moment I was scared and stopped my pumping. But then, equally suddenly she relaxed and went limp, totally exhausted. She was bathed in her own perspiration. She could not stop the fluttering of her vaginal muscles and occasional jerk of her pelvis. After some time she came around, ran her fingers in my hair and said, "Whew! Kishor, that was wonderful. How can I thank you?"
I kissed her mouth and said, "I don't know. Can I cum inside your chut?"
She was surprised. She said, "Oh, you have not spilled yourself yet! Wonderful! Yes, I can feel your thick cock filling my pussy. Carry on, my boy, fuck me whichever way you like and release your load in my chut."
During her orgasm she had gripped me so strongly that I could hardly breath, let apart fuck her. Once she was relaxed I had free field to play on. I did not need second invitation. I was also on verge of an orgasm. So, once again I started with long deep strokes. This time however there was a different kind of feel of her chut. I could also feel that the hood of my cock was pulled up and the naked head of my cock was now rubbing against the soft walls of her vagina. Three or four times right on the verge of an orgasm I pulled completely out of her chut, aired the jerking lund till it sobbered and then rammed it in, starting the cycle again. Anyway, with great relish I fucked on and soon reached my climax. Pushing my cock as deep as it could go I released five or six jets of thick jism, overflowing her pussy. She also had a small orgasm with me,
When the cock started wilting, I withdrew and came off her, She sat up pushing her folded sari on her bhos to receive the overflowing semen. She said, "Kishor, To day is the first time I fucked after passing away of your Chacha. No other man has ever touched me, It is good that you are family,"
"Did I do alright? You will have to teach me the tricks."
"You did excellently, And yes, you have a lot to learn."
By this time it was almost day break. She kissed me and reluctantly went to her room. I slept till late in the morning.
Everything changed for better after that fateful night. After a couple of days she assigned me to go collect a long standing loan from a tough guy. To my surprise he paid in full without any trouble. At home Kesar was extremely pleased with my success and straight away increased my salary by 200 rupees. That night after an hour's foray in my bed she admitted that she had rigged the collection of loan so that she can give me a raise without anybody getting suspicious.
Now I was made to work in the office instead of out in the fields. We fucked on like husband and wife. She would decide when to fuck. On the designated day she would go through the charade of treating me harshly, finding faults and scolding at every step, making my life miserable. Other employees would sympathize with me not knowing that that very night I was to fuck her to our mutual content.
She taught me many lessons in the art of fucking. She inspected my cock minutely both limp and erect, and said, "Your Chacha had one very similar to yours, only little thicker but shorter. He also had great stamina. There have been nights when we would talk, then fuck and talk some more and fuck again; he would wear me out."
She in turn allowed me to see her bhos, which I think was quite big. The slit was four inches long. The big lips were thick and fleshy with black silky hair on their outer sides. Inner lips were of delicate violet hue, they would get engorged and peep out from between the big brothers at the time of fucking. Her vagina was smooth and velvety, delightfully narrow for a woman who had delivered a baby. More than that she mastered the art of using her internal muscles; she could squeeze a cock and milk it too.
The most prominent feature of her vulva was her clitoris. It was an inch long and quite thick, looking just like small pipi of a new born boy. It remained hidden between the folds of the lips only to stick out when excited. Then its small head would peep out, shining wet with secretions. It smelled good and tasted good too.
Kesar taught me different positions of fucking, techniques of eating pussy, sucking dick, taking and giving cock into asshole, different kinds of strokes to fuck vagina, mouth and arse. She showed me erogenous zones of female body and how to use them to enhance her pleasure. The only thing left out was how to seduce and fuck a virgin.
Everybody in the family was happy except poor Kundan. Her husband Randhir was suffering from epilepsy since early childhood and was always sleepy under the effect of medicines. Kundan apparently was not getting enough of him. Whenever I saw her I used to mentally undress her and my cock would rise to the occasion. In the early days of her marriage she remained aloof from me but by and by got used to my presence. I would tell her some innocent joke to see her young face lit with laughter. I started dreaming of fucking her and many a times fantasized while fucking Kesar.
Kesar wanted a baby from Randhir to keep up her husband's name. Time passed inexorably but Kundan did nor conceive. Then started visits to doctors offices including quacks to no avail. An year passed and Kesar started getting impatient. One day........
One day she took me to a small room. I thought may be she was horny and wanted a day time fuck. But no, she broke down like a child. This Kesar who had endured her widowhood undauntedly in that man dominated society of India bowled out without restrain. I was moved seeing her so broken. I asked, "What happened, Chachi?"
"Kishor, I don't know what to do, where to go. Today Dr. Ravi clearly told me ..... me ..... "
She started sobbing. Without worrying about somebody catching us I took her in my arms and allowed her to went her feelings. After some time she stopped crying. I got some water for her. I said, "What did Dr. Ravi say?"
"He said that Randhir can never father a child."
"Why not? Both of them are young and healthy."
"He said that the patients with epilepsy are usually impotent and do not live beyond thirty years. Even if they do and produce a child, the child will inherit the disease. Haay haay, Kishor, what shall I do? In spite of all this property, land, buildings, business your Chacha's name will be wiped out."
"Do not worry Chachi, we shall consult another doctor."
"That is not going to help any. I will have to find out some way."
So saying she clasped me resting her head on my chest. She felt between my thighs caught my hardening cock and said, "You know, you are my only solace in this world."
"I know, " I said, "No more talking now." I started lifting her ghaghari.
There was no bed around, it was a bare unused room. She turned around in my arms and bent forwards saying, "Do it from behind, please."
We had not fucked for fifteen days and I was more than ready. Pulling my cock I mounted her doggy style and rammed my full length in one powerful stroke. Her chut was dry but became wet with first few strokes of my cock. I obliged her with a hard fuck of fifteen minutes.
Let us go."
While returning she led me by my cock, which was relishing her ministrations and lifting its head in anticipation of one more fuck. By the time we reached my room it was rock hard filling up the small palm of Kesar. Without letting it go she pushed me on the narrow bed and laid herself on me. I took her in my arms and started kissing her.
It was my first occasion of holding a naked woman in my arms. At the age of forty Kesar had a soft and smooth body. Her tummy was flat except some fullness in the lower part. She had slender waist and wide heavy hips. Her limbs were delicate and smooth. Her thighs were heavy and thick, touching each other from her knees to her pussy. Because of the dim light in the room I could not properly see her bhos (vulva). Only thing I could see was a thatch of black pubic hair.
I turned around bringing her under me. Her one hand was busy with my lund, the other was around my neck. I was nibbling her lips and with one hand playing with her nipples. For her age she had smallish firm breasts ample enough to fill up my palms. Each had an areola of two inches and a tough erect nipple quarter of an inch long. While rest of her breast was covered with fair delicate skin the nipples and areolas were dark in color. I could not get enough of her breasts because hers were first for me. I caressed them with light touch, held them in my palms and rolled them on her chest, fondled them, grabbed them, squeezed them and mauled them. Then I felt light tug on my hair.
When I freed her mouth she said, " Like my boobs? Don't break them, I still need them. Love them with your mouth." So saying she guided my head down to her chest. I latched my mouth on her left nipple and picked up the right one between my finger and thumb.
I do not know how I did it but I did it. I started by laving the areola with long swipes of my tongue. The smooth areola soon become rough and bumpy. I had not touched the nipple but it became erect like a cock as if craving for the touch of my tongue. I did not disappoint it. I flicked with the tip of my tongue, wetted it with my spittle and picked it up with my lips. Kesar, in turn, was writhing with excitement massaging my cock mercilessly.
Suddenly I left the left nipple and descended upon the right one. It was more than ready to enter my mouth. I opened the mouth wide and took both the nipple and areola in. Once in I flicked the nipple with my tongue, licked the areola and finally started sucking them like a baby, taking them between the pad of my tongue and the hard roof of my mouth. She left my lund, put both hands on my head and pressed it in her breast.
By now she was fit to climb a wall and I was not far behind. She had spread her thighs and my hips were cradled between them. With a voice husky with excitement she said, " Chal, ab chod dal mujhe jaldi se. Ghused de tera ye lund meri chut men. Jaldi kar varna mein tujhe maar dalungi." (Come on now, fuck me, fuck me quick. Plunge this your cock into my pussy, don't delay or I will kill you,)
It was not that I wanted to delay, in fact I was also in a hurry to start the real act. The problem was that in spite of my theoretical knowledge of fucking I did not know what to do. Don't laugh, please. Bhos was an uncharted territory for me. I did not know the way to her vagina. As a result when my hips started swinging in the hope that my cock will automatically enter the vagina, its head bumped here and there and slithered away on slippery lips of her pussy. Besides, she was also jerking her hips back and forth, side to side, round and round, making it more difficult for the cock to engage her vagina. My cock was close to bursting. I was really worried that I may spurt out without entering her. In desperation I blurted out, "Chachi, where ....where ...does this go?"
She laughed out at my predicament, pushed her hand down between our tummies and grabbed the cock. No sooner she put it on the right spot it slithered in effortlessly right up to the hilt. Immediately she lifted her legs to wrap them around my waist. This tilted her pussy forwards and the rest of the cock which was left out also went into her vagina. She jerked her pelvis couple of times as if to make sure that the cock was securely in and let out a prolonged Aaaahhh.
The feel of warm vaginal walls on the cock was too much for me. Instinctively I started fucking her, pulling the cock out almost full length and ramming into her depth in one strong stroke. She had clasped me on her breasts but I could see her whole body rocking with every push of my cock. The thought of possibly injuring her did not occur to me and I went on fucking with powerful jabs. Her whole pussy and my cock were drenched in our secretions so that the cock could come and go without any difficulty. The sensation on the cock was so sweet! Never had I dreamed that a small stick of eight inches can create such an exquisite pleasure. I felt as if the whole length of my cock was exuding love juices. She on her part was swaying and gyrating her hips as if trying to dislodge the intruder. I was panting heavily while she was cooing with every stroke of my lund.
Shortly, my strokes started getting irregular though no less powerful. I could feel on my cock the gentle milking contractions of her inner muscles. At one point she suddenly became frantic. She grabbed me by arms and legs, ground her mons against mine, almost chewed off my lower lip and scratched my back with her nails. Her whole body went into some sort of spasm and then convulsed. She broke out goose pimples all over her body, saliva drooled out of her mouth and she let out high pitched scream, "Aaaaiiiiiiii......."
For a moment I was scared and stopped my pumping. But then, equally suddenly she relaxed and went limp, totally exhausted. She was bathed in her own perspiration. She could not stop the fluttering of her vaginal muscles and occasional jerk of her pelvis. After some time she came around, ran her fingers in my hair and said, "Whew! Kishor, that was wonderful. How can I thank you?"
I kissed her mouth and said, "I don't know. Can I cum inside your chut?"
She was surprised. She said, "Oh, you have not spilled yourself yet! Wonderful! Yes, I can feel your thick cock filling my pussy. Carry on, my boy, fuck me whichever way you like and release your load in my chut."
During her orgasm she had gripped me so strongly that I could hardly breath, let apart fuck her. Once she was relaxed I had free field to play on. I did not need second invitation. I was also on verge of an orgasm. So, once again I started with long deep strokes. This time however there was a different kind of feel of her chut. I could also feel that the hood of my cock was pulled up and the naked head of my cock was now rubbing against the soft walls of her vagina. Three or four times right on the verge of an orgasm I pulled completely out of her chut, aired the jerking lund till it sobbered and then rammed it in, starting the cycle again. Anyway, with great relish I fucked on and soon reached my climax. Pushing my cock as deep as it could go I released five or six jets of thick jism, overflowing her pussy. She also had a small orgasm with me,
When the cock started wilting, I withdrew and came off her, She sat up pushing her folded sari on her bhos to receive the overflowing semen. She said, "Kishor, To day is the first time I fucked after passing away of your Chacha. No other man has ever touched me, It is good that you are family,"
"Did I do alright? You will have to teach me the tricks."
"You did excellently, And yes, you have a lot to learn."
By this time it was almost day break. She kissed me and reluctantly went to her room. I slept till late in the morning.
Everything changed for better after that fateful night. After a couple of days she assigned me to go collect a long standing loan from a tough guy. To my surprise he paid in full without any trouble. At home Kesar was extremely pleased with my success and straight away increased my salary by 200 rupees. That night after an hour's foray in my bed she admitted that she had rigged the collection of loan so that she can give me a raise without anybody getting suspicious.
Now I was made to work in the office instead of out in the fields. We fucked on like husband and wife. She would decide when to fuck. On the designated day she would go through the charade of treating me harshly, finding faults and scolding at every step, making my life miserable. Other employees would sympathize with me not knowing that that very night I was to fuck her to our mutual content.
She taught me many lessons in the art of fucking. She inspected my cock minutely both limp and erect, and said, "Your Chacha had one very similar to yours, only little thicker but shorter. He also had great stamina. There have been nights when we would talk, then fuck and talk some more and fuck again; he would wear me out."
She in turn allowed me to see her bhos, which I think was quite big. The slit was four inches long. The big lips were thick and fleshy with black silky hair on their outer sides. Inner lips were of delicate violet hue, they would get engorged and peep out from between the big brothers at the time of fucking. Her vagina was smooth and velvety, delightfully narrow for a woman who had delivered a baby. More than that she mastered the art of using her internal muscles; she could squeeze a cock and milk it too.
The most prominent feature of her vulva was her clitoris. It was an inch long and quite thick, looking just like small pipi of a new born boy. It remained hidden between the folds of the lips only to stick out when excited. Then its small head would peep out, shining wet with secretions. It smelled good and tasted good too.
Kesar taught me different positions of fucking, techniques of eating pussy, sucking dick, taking and giving cock into asshole, different kinds of strokes to fuck vagina, mouth and arse. She showed me erogenous zones of female body and how to use them to enhance her pleasure. The only thing left out was how to seduce and fuck a virgin.
Everybody in the family was happy except poor Kundan. Her husband Randhir was suffering from epilepsy since early childhood and was always sleepy under the effect of medicines. Kundan apparently was not getting enough of him. Whenever I saw her I used to mentally undress her and my cock would rise to the occasion. In the early days of her marriage she remained aloof from me but by and by got used to my presence. I would tell her some innocent joke to see her young face lit with laughter. I started dreaming of fucking her and many a times fantasized while fucking Kesar.
Kesar wanted a baby from Randhir to keep up her husband's name. Time passed inexorably but Kundan did nor conceive. Then started visits to doctors offices including quacks to no avail. An year passed and Kesar started getting impatient. One day........
One day she took me to a small room. I thought may be she was horny and wanted a day time fuck. But no, she broke down like a child. This Kesar who had endured her widowhood undauntedly in that man dominated society of India bowled out without restrain. I was moved seeing her so broken. I asked, "What happened, Chachi?"
"Kishor, I don't know what to do, where to go. Today Dr. Ravi clearly told me ..... me ..... "
She started sobbing. Without worrying about somebody catching us I took her in my arms and allowed her to went her feelings. After some time she stopped crying. I got some water for her. I said, "What did Dr. Ravi say?"
"He said that Randhir can never father a child."
"Why not? Both of them are young and healthy."
"He said that the patients with epilepsy are usually impotent and do not live beyond thirty years. Even if they do and produce a child, the child will inherit the disease. Haay haay, Kishor, what shall I do? In spite of all this property, land, buildings, business your Chacha's name will be wiped out."
"Do not worry Chachi, we shall consult another doctor."
"That is not going to help any. I will have to find out some way."
So saying she clasped me resting her head on my chest. She felt between my thighs caught my hardening cock and said, "You know, you are my only solace in this world."
"I know, " I said, "No more talking now." I started lifting her ghaghari.
There was no bed around, it was a bare unused room. She turned around in my arms and bent forwards saying, "Do it from behind, please."
We had not fucked for fifteen days and I was more than ready. Pulling my cock I mounted her doggy style and rammed my full length in one powerful stroke. Her chut was dry but became wet with first few strokes of my cock. I obliged her with a hard fuck of fifteen minutes.
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