25-01-2019, 01:32 PM
Life of an Indian Woman Ch. 01
On a cold and snowy December evening, Sameena was sitting in front of the fireplace, the flames dancing around lighting the magazine She was reading while sipping her warm tea. She held her breath, closing her eyes as if to block out a physical image, but the past crashed down on her despite what she wanted. Sameena was chewing her lip in nervous agitation.
Sameena's 55 right now but when this all started she was just a kid. At this age, her restlessness is being driven by her memories: memories those have been haunting her for many years. These are childhood memories, which have faded a bit over the years, but still are as real as if they all happened yesterday.
Sameena's mother was several years younger than her father. Thinking back on this story She was probably about ten years old at the time, while her mother was in her early thirties. Sameena's mother was exceptionally beautiful, with sparkling wide eyes, high cheekbones, and beautiful full lips above her firm square chin. Her body was as attractive as her face, with perfect, luscious full breasts and a rounded ass, and many guys just drooled looking at her. At that age the sensual curves and full curvaceous figures drive many men crazy with lust.
Against that background, cousins on her father's side started paying them frequent visits. Most of the time they would come while Sameena father was at home, but would never hesitate to come even when her father was out tending the store. They were very close and were always very kind to all of them, including her brother, her sister and her. Her mother always seemed to enjoy her father's male friends and cousins, and in particular one of her father's young cousins,named,Huseen . She always seemed glad to see them, but Sameena was puzzled because her manner was more reserved when her father was home.
Sameena was teen years old when returning home from college one day to find that the house very quiet except for some faint noises coming from her parent's bedroom. Trying to be quiet and not disturb anyone, She crept over to the door to listen because she was sure that the sounds were of a woman moaning. By this time she got to the door the moans were quite loud and seemed very strange to her. her curiosity was strong now, so she quietly opened the door to see what the woman might be doing.
What Sameena saw stopped her, with her mouth and her eyes wide open, because she saw a naked man in the room, which was amazing to her and seemed so unreal at the time. She'd never seen anything like this in her entire life. His back was towards her and his hair was long and he had very broad shoulders. It seemed so surreal to her that he was butt naked! She had never seen a man's ass before, but then, even more to her surprise, She saw it was her father's cousin who was lying on top of her mother! she watched in total amazement as her mother had her hands on his ass pulling him harder and harder against her.
Their actions had her frozen on the spot and something different started happening to her. She could feel something new and different and it seemed to be emanating from her pussy. Flashes of excitement raced through her body, as she stood there transfixed by the movement of their naked bodies. At this point there was no need for her to be quiet, because her mother was being fucked mercilessly, shouting and screaming in pleasure.
Sameena does't know exactly when her hand slid between her own legs to rub her pussy through her shilwar.
"Yes, Huseen fuck me! You needed your sister-in-law to fuck you! Take me! Take my cunt. Split me with your cock. Oh yes, yes!" Each "yes" was punctuated by an extra hard thrust. she watched transfixed as her dad's cousin fucked her mother in an animistic display of lust and carnal need. her mother screamed, obviously wanting the hard pounding she was receiving. "Yes fill me!" she said to him. "Your cousin doesn't know how to fuck. Show me you're a real man and fuck me raw, you bastard!" Huseen increased his pace and her mother kept shouting at him. "Oh yes, Oh yes, yes!" Each "yes" was accompanied by an extra hard thrust down deep into her mother's pussy. Holding each other tightly, their bodies were convulsing with excitement. Uncle Huseen caressed and kissed her mother's breasts. "I can feel your seed spurting. There! Oh it's hot! Oh it's spreading inside me! I'm flooded!"
They jerked, shuddered, and then Huseen lay still on top of Sameena's mother.
Sameena eyes were glued to their every movement and she did not know what to do next. Sweating, she felt stupid or maybe a better word would be ashamed. She did not know why the hell she had stood there witnessing this dirty scene. She would have never believed it, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
Sameena thought, was that why they came here? Is that why she brought his cousins over to play all of the time? Was this happening all the time behind her father's back? she couldn't believe she had given her body to him knowing that he was so much younger than her. She thought back on the previous few years and remembered all the times she had gone alone with him and her father's other cousins into a room even when she knew they'd seen them leave together.
Later that night while lying in bed thinking about Huseen and the scene that Sameena witnessed, she started feeling new things in her body that she had not felt before. Her nipples were fully erect and there was this strange tingling feeling in her pussy. To her surprise, when she reached down to her pussy she found it so wet and slippery. Something compelled her to slip a finger inside it. This new experience felt so good that she let out a moan. Was this how it felt to have a man's cock inside? All of a sudden, she wanted to know. For the first time in her life, she was feeling sexual lust. In the seclusion of her room, she felt safe to explore her body. Her hands caressed her breasts and then, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy, she brought herself to her first orgasm. This new discovery was so wonderful! For the next few days she wandered around the house with an enigmatic smile on her face and in her eyes. Her newfound pleasure kept her in her bedroom masturbating every chance she could get and fantasizing about Huseen .
"Are you OK, Sameena?" her mother would ask. "Are you sure you're not ill or something?"
"No! There's nothing wrong," Sameena always replied. Still she wasn't satisfied and every day asked her why she was upset. Surely she had noticed something strange for she was no longer a child. Even so, Sameena did not stop her activities. All the while she wanted so desperately to tell someone of her mother's betrayal of their father with their own blood relatives. In her mind she mulled it over and over, but whom could she tell? What do she know with her little experience in life and really her lack of sexual experience? From what she knew, two people would not have sex for both pleasure and excitement, but only for the purpose of having children. she realized that she was quickly growing up sexually, and her frustration continued to build. Sameena found herself masturbating twice a day and it felt so wonderful with all of the new and exciting pleasures her body offered to her.
As time passed, Sameena's mother became more elderly and her uncle and cousins' visits became more and more infrequent until they finally just ended. Her father had died and left them in a somewhat desperate situation. Being the oldest of the siblings, it was Sameena's duty to care for the younger members of her family as she was the dutiful daughter who cares for her family. they appointed one of her father's helpers as manager of the store, and she assisted him to do her best to support thier family no matter how difficult it was. Thier financial condition continued to worsen, for her father had owed a lot of money to suppliers prior to his death. They were cooperative, because her father was a long-time customer of theirs, but even so, they still did not have the financial means to meet their obligations.
In desperation, she decided to contact her mother's old lover, Uncle Huseen . she was not quite sure what she would say, but it sounded like a good idea at the time. Now, Huseen was about 38, quite tall, well built, sophisticated and very wealthy. He flirted quite outrageously with her and she was also attracted to him. She liked him and he was often a part of her masturbation fantasies. She called him and she was glad that he answered instead of his wife.
"Hello, uncle. Can I bother you?"
"Of course, why not?"
"Where's Aunty, are you home alone?" she asked.
"She's gone with the children to meet her mother. It seems I'm all alone." she could almost hear the innuendo in his voice.
"I want to meet with you, uncle. I need to discuss something with you."
"Sure. You can come any time you like, but just let me know when you want to come over," he said in his distinctive voice.
"I need to see you now," she said in a quavering voice.
"I'll wait for you." There was a pause before he said, "I want to meet you too," and then he hung up the phone. She thought, he wants to meet her? He actually said that? What was that about?
At noon she nervously went over to her Uncle Huseen 's house. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and Huseen was right there to greet her and welcome her into his home. He led her into his living room and asked her to sit with him on the sofa. Nervously, she found her spot on the opposite end of the sofa from him. she had caught his admiring stare several times and she did nothing to discourage him, but when she realized his eyes were not leaving her body, she raised her shawl to better cover herself. she felt a deep blush envelope her and she folded her arms over her chest. This was the first time she had ever been alone with a man. she had butterflies in her stomach and a tingling somewhere deep inside her that scared her.
On a cold and snowy December evening, Sameena was sitting in front of the fireplace, the flames dancing around lighting the magazine She was reading while sipping her warm tea. She held her breath, closing her eyes as if to block out a physical image, but the past crashed down on her despite what she wanted. Sameena was chewing her lip in nervous agitation.
Sameena's 55 right now but when this all started she was just a kid. At this age, her restlessness is being driven by her memories: memories those have been haunting her for many years. These are childhood memories, which have faded a bit over the years, but still are as real as if they all happened yesterday.
Sameena's mother was several years younger than her father. Thinking back on this story She was probably about ten years old at the time, while her mother was in her early thirties. Sameena's mother was exceptionally beautiful, with sparkling wide eyes, high cheekbones, and beautiful full lips above her firm square chin. Her body was as attractive as her face, with perfect, luscious full breasts and a rounded ass, and many guys just drooled looking at her. At that age the sensual curves and full curvaceous figures drive many men crazy with lust.
Against that background, cousins on her father's side started paying them frequent visits. Most of the time they would come while Sameena father was at home, but would never hesitate to come even when her father was out tending the store. They were very close and were always very kind to all of them, including her brother, her sister and her. Her mother always seemed to enjoy her father's male friends and cousins, and in particular one of her father's young cousins,named,Huseen . She always seemed glad to see them, but Sameena was puzzled because her manner was more reserved when her father was home.
Sameena was teen years old when returning home from college one day to find that the house very quiet except for some faint noises coming from her parent's bedroom. Trying to be quiet and not disturb anyone, She crept over to the door to listen because she was sure that the sounds were of a woman moaning. By this time she got to the door the moans were quite loud and seemed very strange to her. her curiosity was strong now, so she quietly opened the door to see what the woman might be doing.
What Sameena saw stopped her, with her mouth and her eyes wide open, because she saw a naked man in the room, which was amazing to her and seemed so unreal at the time. She'd never seen anything like this in her entire life. His back was towards her and his hair was long and he had very broad shoulders. It seemed so surreal to her that he was butt naked! She had never seen a man's ass before, but then, even more to her surprise, She saw it was her father's cousin who was lying on top of her mother! she watched in total amazement as her mother had her hands on his ass pulling him harder and harder against her.
Their actions had her frozen on the spot and something different started happening to her. She could feel something new and different and it seemed to be emanating from her pussy. Flashes of excitement raced through her body, as she stood there transfixed by the movement of their naked bodies. At this point there was no need for her to be quiet, because her mother was being fucked mercilessly, shouting and screaming in pleasure.
Sameena does't know exactly when her hand slid between her own legs to rub her pussy through her shilwar.
"Yes, Huseen fuck me! You needed your sister-in-law to fuck you! Take me! Take my cunt. Split me with your cock. Oh yes, yes!" Each "yes" was punctuated by an extra hard thrust. she watched transfixed as her dad's cousin fucked her mother in an animistic display of lust and carnal need. her mother screamed, obviously wanting the hard pounding she was receiving. "Yes fill me!" she said to him. "Your cousin doesn't know how to fuck. Show me you're a real man and fuck me raw, you bastard!" Huseen increased his pace and her mother kept shouting at him. "Oh yes, Oh yes, yes!" Each "yes" was accompanied by an extra hard thrust down deep into her mother's pussy. Holding each other tightly, their bodies were convulsing with excitement. Uncle Huseen caressed and kissed her mother's breasts. "I can feel your seed spurting. There! Oh it's hot! Oh it's spreading inside me! I'm flooded!"
They jerked, shuddered, and then Huseen lay still on top of Sameena's mother.
Sameena eyes were glued to their every movement and she did not know what to do next. Sweating, she felt stupid or maybe a better word would be ashamed. She did not know why the hell she had stood there witnessing this dirty scene. She would have never believed it, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.
Sameena thought, was that why they came here? Is that why she brought his cousins over to play all of the time? Was this happening all the time behind her father's back? she couldn't believe she had given her body to him knowing that he was so much younger than her. She thought back on the previous few years and remembered all the times she had gone alone with him and her father's other cousins into a room even when she knew they'd seen them leave together.
Later that night while lying in bed thinking about Huseen and the scene that Sameena witnessed, she started feeling new things in her body that she had not felt before. Her nipples were fully erect and there was this strange tingling feeling in her pussy. To her surprise, when she reached down to her pussy she found it so wet and slippery. Something compelled her to slip a finger inside it. This new experience felt so good that she let out a moan. Was this how it felt to have a man's cock inside? All of a sudden, she wanted to know. For the first time in her life, she was feeling sexual lust. In the seclusion of her room, she felt safe to explore her body. Her hands caressed her breasts and then, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy, she brought herself to her first orgasm. This new discovery was so wonderful! For the next few days she wandered around the house with an enigmatic smile on her face and in her eyes. Her newfound pleasure kept her in her bedroom masturbating every chance she could get and fantasizing about Huseen .
"Are you OK, Sameena?" her mother would ask. "Are you sure you're not ill or something?"
"No! There's nothing wrong," Sameena always replied. Still she wasn't satisfied and every day asked her why she was upset. Surely she had noticed something strange for she was no longer a child. Even so, Sameena did not stop her activities. All the while she wanted so desperately to tell someone of her mother's betrayal of their father with their own blood relatives. In her mind she mulled it over and over, but whom could she tell? What do she know with her little experience in life and really her lack of sexual experience? From what she knew, two people would not have sex for both pleasure and excitement, but only for the purpose of having children. she realized that she was quickly growing up sexually, and her frustration continued to build. Sameena found herself masturbating twice a day and it felt so wonderful with all of the new and exciting pleasures her body offered to her.
As time passed, Sameena's mother became more elderly and her uncle and cousins' visits became more and more infrequent until they finally just ended. Her father had died and left them in a somewhat desperate situation. Being the oldest of the siblings, it was Sameena's duty to care for the younger members of her family as she was the dutiful daughter who cares for her family. they appointed one of her father's helpers as manager of the store, and she assisted him to do her best to support thier family no matter how difficult it was. Thier financial condition continued to worsen, for her father had owed a lot of money to suppliers prior to his death. They were cooperative, because her father was a long-time customer of theirs, but even so, they still did not have the financial means to meet their obligations.
In desperation, she decided to contact her mother's old lover, Uncle Huseen . she was not quite sure what she would say, but it sounded like a good idea at the time. Now, Huseen was about 38, quite tall, well built, sophisticated and very wealthy. He flirted quite outrageously with her and she was also attracted to him. She liked him and he was often a part of her masturbation fantasies. She called him and she was glad that he answered instead of his wife.
"Hello, uncle. Can I bother you?"
"Of course, why not?"
"Where's Aunty, are you home alone?" she asked.
"She's gone with the children to meet her mother. It seems I'm all alone." she could almost hear the innuendo in his voice.
"I want to meet with you, uncle. I need to discuss something with you."
"Sure. You can come any time you like, but just let me know when you want to come over," he said in his distinctive voice.
"I need to see you now," she said in a quavering voice.
"I'll wait for you." There was a pause before he said, "I want to meet you too," and then he hung up the phone. She thought, he wants to meet her? He actually said that? What was that about?
At noon she nervously went over to her Uncle Huseen 's house. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and Huseen was right there to greet her and welcome her into his home. He led her into his living room and asked her to sit with him on the sofa. Nervously, she found her spot on the opposite end of the sofa from him. she had caught his admiring stare several times and she did nothing to discourage him, but when she realized his eyes were not leaving her body, she raised her shawl to better cover herself. she felt a deep blush envelope her and she folded her arms over her chest. This was the first time she had ever been alone with a man. she had butterflies in her stomach and a tingling somewhere deep inside her that scared her.
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