11-11-2021, 11:03 AM
So first we had a round of introduction of all family members from bride’s side along with some humour thrown in about their typical habits etc. All uncles and aunties were introduced. Even Savita was introduced to us formally.
Then it was turn of Didi to do the honours. She told how we were related. Our fathers were five brothers and one sister. Didi was daughter of eldest brother and me being son of youngest brother and was youngest among the cousins. Praised the groom and his family, his mom and dad, my tayaji. Told that we guys were basically a family of government servants etc.
Bride’s mom asked about me “Beta apne baare mein bhi batao”
As I was about to start by saying “ji Aunty” Didi pitched in. Nothing new for me, Didi always was the one to take lead in such functions.
“Iska naam Vicky hai, mere chachaji ka beta. Hum sab cousins mein sabse chhota but sabse tez bhi hai. He is an all-rounder. Padhai mein top, sports mein toh super top, rishtedaari karne mein top; bhakti mein bhi aur Shakti mein bhi top aur toh aur girlfriends pataane mein bhi top” the last bit was met by all round laughter
Bride’s dad asked “Beta kya karte ho”
“Uncle main Income Tax Officer hoon” I replied calmy. Suddenly everyone was looking at me with some respect and could see bride’s mom looking at her daughter and me for a split second.
Uncle continued “Beta direct IRS ?”
“Nahin uncle, Income Tax Inspector exam first attempt mein clear ho gaya tha, join kar liya. Then departmental exam after 6 years” I explained
“Very good beta, you will go far in life” he gave me his blessings.
“Thank you uncle”
“Graduation ke baad hee exam de diya tha ya phir after Masters” this time it was bride’s mom.
“Aunty graduation ke baad hee try kiya, saalon ne first time mein hee pass kar diya, interview bhi ho gaya. Raju ban gaya gentleman” I tried to get away from this interrogation but to no avail. Aunty was a professor in a college and continued.
“So graduation mein subjects kya thhey?”
“Aunty B.Sc Physics honours from Hansraj College, DU”
“You like physics?”
“Ji Aunty”
“Phir Masters kyon nahin ki”
“Aunty job lag gayi and then I did MBA from FMS Delhi”
“Regular?”
“No aunty it is executive MBA, evening classes, 5 days a week, incl Sat and Sundays” I detailed it. Since I had good scholastics, I too was loving filling everyone with details.
“Specialisation in?”
“Finance”
“hmmmm cause of Income Tax”
“Ji Aunty”
“Good move” she said
“Thanks mam. Waise aunty seems you too are a professor in either Physics or Finance, more likely physics”
She smiled and nodded in affirmative.
Then it was turn of bride’s maasi (sister on one’s mom). She was younger than bride’s mom and quite pretty. She gave her introducation and then asked
“Vicky ji shaadi kyon nahin ki abhi tak, itne hee all rounder ho toh”
“Socha tha ki aapse karun bas jab pata chala ki aap toh kisi ki ho gayi ho, tabse man toota hua hai, judte hee kar lunga” I turned the tables to be met by all round laughter. She blushed and I could see the bride looking at me with some longingness or was it my imagination only.
Bride’s dad tried to make the situation a bit sober “Beta shaadi kar leni chahiye aapko. Jawan ho, achhi family se ho, educated ho, job achhi hai, aur kya chahiye”
Didi smiled as I was being praised.
“Uncle on a serious note, mera shaadi ka yog hee 32 ke baad shuru hona hai. Astrological calcuations. Shuru kar diya hai, shayad Manish ki shaadi ke baad mera hee number ho”
All smiled.
The same mausi erupted again “matlab Vicky ji poore all rounder nahin hue hain abhi, kunwaare jo hain”
“Kitni chinta hai mausi ji ko meri. Grahon ne shaadi ke liye roka tha, girlfriends banane ke liye nahin. Toh ek biwi na mili toh sahi bahut Girl Friends toh theen Mausi ji” she blushed like hell, didn’t no where to hide her face. All were laughing at her on my answer. “Mausi ji aur details doon ya itna bahut hai” I asked her.
“bas bas bas tum all rounder ho” she said and all smiled.
After about an hour or so, the function ended. The bride and I managed to exchange some meaningful smiles. I had exchanged numbers with a few sexy girls who were cousins of the bride.
As we were about to go to our hotel, Savita again offered to drop us. This time she decided to take her car rather than the taxi. Didi agreed.
The car started and me too “Didi Savita ji is so good – kitna dhyaan rakh rahi hain hamara”
She smiled
“Didi Savita ji is looking so hot – sabki nazar inpe hee thee”
Savita smiled again and so did Didi.
“Savita ji mujhe aapke pati se jalan hoti hai”
“Kyon” was the obvious question from Savita fully well knowing the answer.
“He has access to such a sexy body” I was blatant. Didi looked at me and then Savita. Savita didn’t know how to react.
Didi eased the situation “don’t worry Savita, ladka aaj mood mein hai, kisi ko kuchh nahin pata chalega”
I was getting emboldened and wanted to test the waters further. “Savita ji, pahele gaadi kahin akeli si jageh pe rok lo, aaraam se baatein karte hain, phir chalenge”
Sounded reasonable to everyone.
She parked the car near a park. Everyone got out.
“I am with two beauties and unfortunately one is my Didi” I said to be met by all round laughter.
“Accha ji” said Didi “agar Didi na hoti toh kya karta” she continued
“Didi yahin karke dikhaaun ya phir hotel ke liye chhod den” I said and smiled. Didi was looking with “I will kill you” looks.
I stood behind Didi with both hands on her exposed shoulders and said “Savita ji waise meri Didi bahut sundar hain – right”
“I fully agree – aaj toh party ki jaan theen Didi” she said.
“par meri nazar toh aap pe thee Savita Bhabhi ji” I was enjoying having her cornered.
“Aisa kyon Vicky” Didi was too enjoying her predicament.
“dekho didi, kitni gori chitti hain, ekdum makkhan malayi, dil toh karta hai chaat loon” I was dirtying the conversation. “Figure toh dekho, kayamat hai, mast waist, kya curves hain aur upar se itni sexy lehenga choli aur jab dance kar rahin theen toh kya kahun”
Savita jaan was blushing “bas bhi karo Vicky, tum toh…”
“bas kahan Savita Bhabhi ji, abhi toh shuru bhi kahan kiya hai” I was enjoying tormenting her.
Though I was well past my 30, but looked younger, closer to 27-28.
And before she could think further “Savita Bhabhi, Didi selfies ho jaayen?”
Didi agreed.
So Didi took out her phone, she was in front, taking selfie, behind her was Savita and last me and my hand was on Savita’s ass. She didn’t budge. Made many poses for selfies.
Then I took a few pics of Didi and Savita together.
Didi suggested “Vicky tu aur Savita bhi pics lo”
For the first one I put my hand around her shoulder – simple one. Next few were pretty decent too.
I handed Didi my phone “Didi for my collection”
I went behind Savita and hugged her from behind, she was startled but Didi was smiling and before Savita could get out, Didi said “Smile”
I hugged her tighter making her feel my cock on her ass and Didi was clicking away to glory.
In one of the pics I managed to have her back towards camera showing her backless choli and my hands on her ass and in another one a hand on back and other on ass.
“Vicky mast clicks hain tere paas ab toh Savita ke” Didi continued
“Ji Didi – Savita Bhabhi hain hee itni sexy ki kya kahun”
Now Savita was too in mood, “Vicky agar ye teri Didi na hoti toh dono mein se kaun jaada sexy hai”
I looked at Didi and she gave me her consent to proceed.
“Dekho gori chitti toh aap dono ho”
“Skin – let me check. I licked Didi’s back for a second and Savita’s back for many more seconds and then concluded that skin was quite similar – makkhan”
Both women smiled and felt happy.
“Facial features wise I will say Didi has sharper features but Savita Bhabhi aapki aankhen aur honth zyada nasheele hain”
“Dono ko khush kar raha hai” said Didi
“Apni assessment hai ji” and I just rubbed finger over Savita’s lips. “Lush lips” and licked the same finger. Didi smiled naughtily and said “Vicky ye kya tha”
“Didi dil toh kuchh aur karne ka kar raha tha but aapke saamne ruk gaya” I was shameless now
Savita was game now “Ab kya check karoge Vicky” she asked
“navel” was a firm reply.
She moved aside her chunni and Didi moved aside her saree pallu. Both had delicious looking deep navels but Savita’s was a shade deeper. I wanted to lick it. Inserted finger inside the navel and measured it. Bent down and smelled it. Licked it and blew air over it. She felt it to be so cold. Didi was seeing with intent look on her face. Savita had taken support of her car on back side. I licked it clean. Held her by the hips and pressed my face in. She was breathing heavy. Wanted to do so much more, but held myself back.
Suddenly didi coughed and we came back to our senses. I moved towards Didi, she indicated with eyes to not do it in front of Savita. I just inserted my finger in her navel and declared Savita to be the winner since other checks not needed. Savita smiled at my trick.
I asked both to keep their hands on the car and protrude their asses backwards for me to inspect. They were laughing. I patted Didi’s ass first and asked her to tighten her saree for me to gauge. She obliged. Hmmmm I said
Next I moved to Savita and pressed her ass globes in both my hands, jiggled them, kneaded them, pressed my body from behind, basically cock on her ass and rubbed it hard for a few seconds. She gasped at the impact.
Pairs of eyes of both ladies met and Didi indicated her to enjoy and gave her the confidence of our act remaining a secret. Armed with that assurance, she was an even more willing partner. She rubbed her ass on his cock only to be met by a “lovely show Savita” by Didi which even emboldened her more. I was about to hold her boobs but then restrained for a sec. Wanted to push the envelope a bit more.
“Now the final test” I announced and pointed to their fingers.
“Vicky tum Didi ko halke mein chhod rahe ho, things will be confidential for all” said Savita meaning that I should have fun with Didi in front of her as well.
I looked at Didi not knowing how she will react. “Ok Vicky, thodi der ke liye bhool ja main teri cousin hoon”
Savita clapped and removed her chunni, indicating Didi to remove her saree pallu. Didi complied. Here I was, a lucky 30+ unmarried guy having two beauties, each around 12 years elder to him, showcasing their boobs for me.
I held her boobs in my hands, rubbed my thumbs on her nipple impressions. Weighed them. Went behind her to hold them. “lovely boobs Didi”
“Thanks Vicky” said Didi acknowledging the compliment.
I licked her exposed back for a good measure.
Hmmmm was her response indicating her willingness and enjoyment and brought great joy to Savita.
I rubbed my cock on her ass and rubbed it hard showing Savita what we were doing. All the while Didi was intently looking at Savita.
“Vicky abhi bas” said Didi indicating that we will do it later. I let her go and moved slowly towards Savita and went to kiss her hard and before she could do anything moved to licking her neck, upper bosom and then her cleavage.
As expected she was enjoying the onslaught and had her hands on back of my head pushing in it deep in her bosom. My hands reached her ass and kneaded it, she was making sounds. Didi was coming closer.
Gradually I lifted her lehenga while my face was buried deep in her boobs. My hands reached her thighs and I was rubbing it very gently. She was moaning. I looked at Didi and then eyes got locked with Savita.
“jaan boobs ache se check karoon” I asked her
She nodded in affirmative. I started opening the front buttons of her choli and soon it was open from the front. The backless choli had made amply clear that she had no bra underneath. The air was thick with sexual tension. I was her left boob with great vigour. Suddenly felt I had company. It was Didi on Savita’s right boob !!!
My one hand went to Didi’s ass and other to Savita’s panty and both loved the touch. Imagine a lady standing topless with two cousins ( a male and female) sucking either boob in a near full moon night on a secluded road in a city.
Passions were rising and so were the body temperatures but just then Savita’s phone rang and it rang with some vengeance. It was her hubby calling wanting to know where was she. As everyone got out of their zones, she told him that she was on her way back as they had just got dropped off. Both sexy females looked at each other with a very understanding look but it was a dejected one.
Savita dressed herself up, looked in the mirror, did some touch up and off she was after dropping Didi and me. Didi and I sat in hotel lobby and made some calls. She called Jijaji, her hubby, and told him of the day and I called parents to apprise them too. All sides were happy of the proceedings for the day.
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The boy on duty at the reception was looking at her longingly and Didi was doing nothing to douse fires.
As we were going towards the lift, I put my hand on her ass and I can bet anything that the chap at reception saw it, worse was Didi not removing my hand from her lush posterior. The moment we entered the lift, I was all over her, kissing her, pressing her curves licking her and in no time the lift door opened and thankfully there was none at the door since we disengaged only a couple of seconds after the door had opened.
We walked towards our rooms and all the while I had my hand on her ass as if I owned the sexy lady. Since the next day was the marriage and the groom and parents were expected to land in the morning itself, even Didi knew she had only the night to have some fun.
As her room came, I walked at bit ahead. She held my hand.
“kahan jaa raha hai”
“room mein”
“kyon”
“na jaaun?” I responded
She nodded in negative.
“mere saath baith thodi der” she said fully meaning what it was with lust in her eyes and body language but words were neutral.
“baith ke kya karna hai” I enjoyed
“jo tu kahe” she gave offer
“sirf baith ke ya phir letkar aur khade hokar bhi” I was playing now.
“jaise tu kahe” she responded
“didi jaan aap batao kya chahiye”
“tu aa jaa na “she was desperate. Had moved in, opened the door and was looking at me, dropped her saree pallu to showcase her more than handful boob encased in a very short and tight blouse. With the saree pallu on floor, she moved towards the bed sat facing him, legs spread and let her hair loose, licked her lips, opened top two buttons of the ever deep blouse and bent forward showing even a few more centimetres of cleavage and then cooed “aa naa” in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
“Aa raha hoon meri jaan- itni jaldi mat kar – khoob chodunga tujhe – chudegi?” here was I talking to her like my keep rather than my elder cousin.
“Haan idhar aa” responded she again in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
I walked in, closing the door behind me. Picked up the saree pallu and indicated her to standup. She complied and started turning round and round. Here was I, disrobing a cousin about 13 yrs elder to me. Soon she was in a ultra short blouse and petticoat and I was over dressed for the occasion. I moved to her, held her ass, kneaded it, mauled it, massaged it and then in a flash pulled the petticoat string to make it fall on the ground.
“Tu toh maal hai didi “ I said patting her ass and thighs. All niceties of addressing elder sister were forgotten. “kya makkhan maal hai tu”
She blushed.
“Chal idhar aa” I ordered her and pulled her to my lap.
Hmmmmm came the sound as she felt the impact of my lund on her ass. I was still massaging her thighs.
She looked at me and I licked her cleavage.
Slllllrrppp was the sound that filled the room followed by aaaahhhh
I opened the remaining buttons of the blouse and made her stand in front of me.
“kya dekh rahe ho” she asked
“Tujhe, chal ghoom” I was now ordering her.
She complied and put her hands on the table in front and pushed back her ass. “hmmmm” was the appreciative sound from me and she felt happy.
“chal idhar aa aur mujhe nanga kar” perhaps Didi too was enjoying such lingo from me.
She did and in a matter of a couple of minutes I was in my birthday suit. Her eyes were fixed on my thick cucumber.
I ordered her with my fingers to remove her bra and panty and Didi was too willing.
I gave her a look which basically told her to suck my cock and she was ever willing to comply. I sat like a king on the bed and she was there sucking my cock. Didn’t get it right in first few strokes but managed to work it out soon after. I slid further on the bed and indicated her for the 69 game. She understood and here I had my elder cousin, the docile and loving Didi presenting her much younger cousin with her pussy right over my face. I started licking her choot and fingering her gaand.
Lick by lick I was making her reach her orgasm and the double attack on her ass was reducing the duration of her being able to hold herself back. Very soon she plonked her pussy on my face, rubbed the love juices all over me. She screamed for the whole town to hear and came like a waterfall drenching my face. I was on verge of choking. Rubbed her pussy all over my face while cumming. What a lovely choking it was.
As she recovered from the earth shattering orgasm, she said “sorry Vicky”
“sorry for what jaan” I asked
“Tera moonh ganda ho gaya” she said
“tera bhi karunga’ I said and after a few seconds only she got the import.
“Chal moonh khol” I ordered
She did
I spit in it.
She looked at me bewildered “chal pee ja” I said.
She did, then smiled at me. Was perhaps enjoying the domination.
I laid on the bed facing upwards and indicated her to ride me. It was perhaps the first time for her or not done so frequently. My cock was rock hard, she placed her choot over it and was pushing it inwards. The bloody cucumber was much thicker than she anticipated and thanks to gravity as some of it went in her pussy, she screamed for almost half the city to hear her scream.
“phaad dee bahenchod tune” she said. It was so sexy hearing cuss words from her. It was a fact, I was fucking my sister even though she was first cousin, but sister still.
I held her ass to support her movement, she was still recuperating from the invasion of the thick cucumber. Slowly she went up, had legs on either side of my waist/abdomen and went down again. This time more of cucumber went in but less of sound came from her mouth.
I just moved a bit to raise my body to enable mauling her boobies. Lovely they were. I pinched and tweaked her nippies. She looked at me and I could see she was enjoying the pain. By now she had started the up and down motion in a certain rhythm and enjoying the cock deep inside her.
Sounds of “mar gayi; aaaah aaah” filled the room and space. I held her ass and asked her to rotate her ass in a circular motion. Didi did it and was now ecstatic. The circular motion or the chakki motion as we can say was making the cock hit side walls of her pussy causing more juices to be released. She had her eyes closed and I was thanking Yahoo messenger that it led to such a scene.
Aaah aaaah filled the room again and she was now frantically jumping up and down causing some pain to my balls, but I was enjoying the show. My Didi was my randi now. My niece her daughter was my randi. I got hold of her mane and pulled her close, she bent as much as she could, I got up as much as I could and we locked lips in a very passionate kiss. It continued for a few minutes and in between she again came like a waterfall.
I was only a few minutes away from cumming, she was still feeling the after effects ofcumming, but I pulled her on the bed to be under me and started pumping her choot will all my vigour and passion and raw heat. She was screaming and never expected another attack while she had cummed. I was gaining respect in her mind. Kiddo bro had not cummed as yet whereas she had twice already.
After about 20-25 high intensity strokes I too came and deposited the semen all over her face and boobs. I rubbed the semen on her magnificent orbs and her body was shining like it was applied a coat of wax.
“ja safai karke aa” I told her indicating to clean her body and pussy. She came out after a few minutes. She smelled good.
The moment she came out, I pulled her to the bed and placed myself between her legs and started licking her navel.
“aaah Vicky” she moaned and moaned many more times.
I licked the navel deep, gave it a few love bites. During the comparison with Savita on the road, I was a lot circumspect and my hands were tied owing to the location. Here I was, free as a bird and ready to play with my Didi. I sucked her nipple and to give company had my hands on her lovely pigeons. I was tweaking her nipples with my index finger and thumb and all the while sucking the navel with some passion. I just gave it a coat of polish with my saliva and then blew my breath over it. This trick was making her go wild.
The tongue started its northward journey while all the while maintaining the skin contact with Didi and rested at the base of her boobs. Oscillating between the two proud orbs on her chest, I licked the underside of the boobs with great vigour bringing great joy to my sexy lovely hot Didi.
“Saale kamine, itne tareeke kahan se seekhe” said she
“tere jism ka nasha hai meri jaan” and continued “lagta hai ki Jija itne pyaar se nahin karta"
“tu better kar raha hai” she confided.
Though I had a great equation with my Jijaji, her hubby, but this was different and special. I moved a bit further north and started sucking her nipples. I was giving them love bites too. Had her nipples between my teeth and then licking them. It was another new for her and she was waiving her head like mad. After having played with her boobs for over many minutes, licking every millimetre of skin on show, I proceeded further north to lick her neck and then to engage her in a passionate French kiss. We exchanged tongues, exchanged salivas, sucked each other’s lips. To make matters worse for her, I was fingering her choot and then the hand moved to finger her asshole.
I moved southwards then and licked her inner thighs, her calfs, her knees, her thighs from back side and then moved to front. She was moaning like no tomorrow. I was giving long hard licks to her thighs near pussy and then opened the pussy lips and the tongue moved in with a vengeance. The strong tongue was licking deep inside and I had added my finger as a penetration tool for Didi to go mad. It was something she had never experienced before.
“Chaat saale apni bahen ki choot chaat” Didi was on fire and wordplay was not on premium.
I got up and said “dhang se bol”
“Sorry Vicky – please chaat na, bahut maza aa raha hai” she was talking shamelessly.
“Saali randi” I said and went back to the job. No impact on Didi and she continued moaning.
I patted her ass “kya mast gaand hai Didi jaan” could see a glee of pride in her eyes. I turned her around with her boobs crushing the bed and started licking and fingering her asshole. Her hands went to the headrest of the bed to hold herself steady.
“Aah aah Aaah” were the sounder reverberating in the room. I was giving her long hard licks and she was shaking her ass as well. I had used liberal doses of saliva to somewhat lubricate her asshole. I continued for another 5-7 minutes during which she had shouted screamed to her heart’s content.
I pulled her up and she was on her fours. Pulled her hair from behind and placed my cock on her asshole – it struck her then.
“nahin Vicky”
“Chup saali” I slapped her ass, put some spit on my cock and started pushing in
“kameene nahin” saw my Didi using lovely words
I bent forward and mauled her boobs big time, she winced in pain.
Still pulled her hair and fingered her ever lubricated choot with 3 fingers, she was loving every bit of the torment I was putting her through.
I pushed in my lund in one go and almost 2 inches worth of it went in making her scream like hell. It was thick – damn thick. I didn’t move, she didn’t. Both were working towards common objective to let asshole adjust to the thick cucumber.
As I felt that she has somewhat aligned her ass to the intruder, I pushed it further in causing more misery and pleasure at the same time to her. I had increased the speed, my balls were now hitting her assglobes very hard and very fast. One could hear the sound of the slapping of balls against the lovely bountiful ass globes.
“Meri randi banegi saali bol” I shouted
“haan banungi mere raja” was the reply by my Didi
“kaisa laga lund meri randi”
“mast hai saale Vicky” said she
I slapped her ass “kutiya naam legi mera - maalik bol mujhe”
“ji maalik” was the compliance report.
It seemed that my balls were bursting with semen after having heard my Didi, elder to me by 14-15 years calling me maalik like a whore.
And cum did I . All over her back, ass, hair everywhere
As I took out my cock finally, she collapsed on the bed wincing in pain due to onslaught on her ass which she had thoroughly enjoyed. I lay on the bed with my flaccid cock back to its orginal shape and size (non erect) hitting my thighs and was thinking of events since the accidental chat with my niece. Didi was in bathroom, feeling the after effects of an earth shattering anal sex. She couldn’t walk straight and was feeling severe pain.
I got up and went to the bathroom door and as my angel like Didi appeared, I hugged her. “Kya hua maalik” she said, still thinking of my order. “Ab maalik nahin Vicky” I told her.
She understood.
We stood near the foot side of the bed and kissed passionately. Both of us were in our birthday suits. As my hand hit her ass, she said “ouch”
“Sorry didi, josh mein thoda zyada zor laga diya. Meri didi hai hee itni sexy” said I
“Thoda zor !! itna mota kheere jaisa lund lekar ghoom raha hai – sach mein tune gaand maar lee aur sexy toh main hoon hee”
I pulled her on the bed and we lay next to each other like newly wed on honeymoon
“Didi aap itne garam ho, kitno ne haath saaf kiye?”
“Oye sadak chhaap samjha hai kya?” she said slightly agitated “sex only with ur Jija but haan agar koi jawan mard bus/metro/shaadi mein haath laga deta hai toh mana nahin karti” and she smiled.
“Didi ek din bade jijaji ko aapki ass dabate dekha tha?” I shocked her using inputs received earlier from Anju.
“Tune kab dekha” she was perplexed.
I smiled. She relaxed “haan kabhi kabhi touch kar lete hain” saying this Didi closed her eyes. I sent a message to Anju to keep her phone on silent mode and not say anything and keep on listening only. I made a call to Anju and kept the phone like earlier
“Didi jaan”
“hmmmm bol Vicky”
“Ek baat hai, Anju bhi aapki tarah sexy hoti jaa rahi hai”
“oye hoye toh kameene maamu ko apni bhanji pasand aa gayi”
“Ab jab bahen ki le lee, toh sab clear ho gaya. Waise maine socha nahin hai but she is a maal” I said.
“she had a boyfriend” said Didi
“achha!!!” I acted.
“Saw them near a shopping mall, sala Anju ke boobs daba raha tha” like mom like daughter, both sang like a canary.
“tabhi mumme bhar gaye hain Anju ke” I whispered in her ear
“hmmm par boyfriend se toh ladayi ho gayi thee toh aajkal kaun” said my Didi Sherlock Holmes
“kya karwaaogi meri jaan pataa karwaake, apne chuswaane hain kya”
“chup gadhe” said she and held my lund “gadhe jaisa lund hai tera”
“Didi mujhe Anju ke choosne hain – madad karogi”
“Nahin”
I placed my lund between her thighs from behind and it was just very close to her pussy. I touched her pussy a couple of times.
“chahiye ye gadhe wala lund?”
“matlab tu blackmail karega?” she asked
“koi shak?” was the response.
She kept silent and after about half a minute said “but no sex”
“Main force nahin karunga, but agar usne start kiya toh kahe nahin sakta”
“Saale bahen chod di tune, bhaanji kahan bachegi” she smiled.
I slapped her ass “maalik bol” and we both laughed.
“Ek din teri aur anju ki ek saath loonga” I said and closed my eyes. She too did thinking of possibilities. I ended the call. The one on the other end too smiled.
After a few minutes, Didi got a call from Savita, told Didi to ask her to call on my number since my phone had call recording software. Didi told Savita that she may call me since her phone was low on battery and ask Vicky to come to her. She agreed, not knowing that Didi and I were together in our birthday suits.
“Hi Vicky”
“Hi Savita jaan - muuuahhhh”
“muuuuuuaaahhhh” was the response.
“kaise yaad kiya meri Savita Bhabhi”
“teri Didi se baat karni thee” Savita said
“ok main unke room mein jaata hoon jaan. Savita aapke boobs aur ass bahut yaad aa rahe hain”
She giggled.
“Mera kuchh yaad aa raha hai?” I asked with obvious reference to my cock.
“hmmm” was the response.
“Savita you alone in room?”
“yes”
“ek hot selfie bhejo phir main bhejunga. Wohi bhejunga jo aapko yaad aa raha hai” I offered
“hmmmmm”
“Didi ke paas jaaun ya phir photo bhej rahi ho” I asked
“Didi se baat ke baad”
“no problem” I said acting cool and “went” to Didi’s room.
“Savita darling I have Didi with me and phone on speaker mode”
D – Hi Savita
S – Hi Didi
D – Kal bahut maza aaya
S – Mujhe bhi Didi
D – Aur maza karwaogi, tumhare shaher mein aaye hain
S – Bilkul Didi. Jab main Delhi aayi phir?
I – Promise Bhabhi phir main aur Didi karwaayenge.
S – Mere jaane ke baad aapne bhi maze kiye?
Before Didi could say anything
I – aapke bina poore maze nahin hotey na, aap local ho. Thoda bahut time paas kar liya bas
Didi looked at me, I indicated to her that she should not tell her anything about sex in clear terms, never know who all on other side. Thankfuly my sexy Didi got it.
S – Phir bhi bata na Vicky
I – Darling wohi sab kuch jo tumhare saath kiya tha, thoda extend kar liya apna kaam aur kya
Meanwhile I took a pic from Didi’s phone of me in birthday suit and first whatsapped it to self and then to Savita while the call was on.
I – Darling pasand aayi photo
S – ek minute. Oh teri ki – hmmmmm. Guess she too was mesmerized by cucumber thickness. Didi photo dekhi, pasand aaya mota kheera
D – haan mujhe motay motay kheere pasand hain.
S – Lagta hai koi aa raha hai. Main call rakhti hoon.
I – Savita before you end the call, mujhe honay wali dulhan se baat karni hai akele mein. Jaise bhi karwa.
S – Whaat
I – Suna nahin kya. Mota kheera nahin khana kya?
S – But kaise?
I – ur problem
S – mujhse man bhar gaya kya
I – abhi toh kuchh kiya bhi nahin. Yaar waise hee man kar raha hai is Ritu (would be bride’s name) se jaan pehchaan badhaane ka
Didi could understand the angle.
The groom, Manish, was of my age and there had been a standing animosity between him and me for quite some time. Don’t want to brag but I was more of an all rounder who was good at studies too and he was a meek chap only good at studies and hence when comparisons were made, he was found wanting and hence the animosity started. I was 32 and so was Manish and this girl Ritu was about 26-27. Lovely sexy girl.
S – Achcha baba kuchh karti hoon.
After pleasantaries, the call ended.
I had another round of sex with Didi, this time under the shower and then got something to eat. It was about 10pm then. Didi got a call from the groom’s parents side that they will reach next morning positively and that we (me & didi) will be only possible representatives from family’s paternal side since agitation in Haryana ensured train / road route was a no go and loot by airlines ensured air travel was prohibitive.
I went to my room as advised by Didi but after another round of sex, this time it was anal and about by midnight I left for my room. Didi told that since next morning relatives would arrive, we should look fresh and it was a long day ahead. Unwillingly I went to my room and parked myself on the bed. After about 15-20 minuites, Savita called
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S – Vicky
V – Ji Savita Bhabhi
S – So toh nahin gaye thhey
V – aapki yaad mein jaag rahe hain
S – badmaash and she giggles. Chal Ritu se baat karle.
V – love you but aap paas mat rahena
S – ok baba
R – Hi
V – Hi Ritu mera naam Vicky hai
R – aap kaise hain.
V – Main theek hoon aur aapka haal main samajh sakta hoon. Thak ke toot gayi hogi
R – sahi jawab.
We both laughed a bit.
V – waise toh aapne pehchaan liya hoga kyonki Manish ki side se main aur Didi hee hain but phir bhi main wohi hoon kal jiske saath aapki aankhe chaar hui theen kuchh der ke liye. Maroon Kurta, white pyjama, yaad aaya?
R – ji ji
V – Manish ki kismet se jalan ho rahi hai
R – kyon
V – kya maal biwi milegi ussay.
She perhaps blushed since was silent.
V – Sach kahe raha hoon, I am sure you too know you have a very hot and sexy body and lovely beautiful facial features
R – hmmmmm
V – So you agree you are sexy
She was silent
V – Thanks sexy. Waise main Manish se 4 mahine bada hoon but chahunga ki hum dono mein devar Bhabhi wala rishta bana rahe
R – Bhabhi maa samaan hoti hai
V – Darling Ritu agar tum jaisee sundar aur sexy ho toh Bhabhi maa nahin saamaan hoti hai.
She laughed loud. She didn’t mind me calling her darling.
After many more minutes where I got her to open a lot more than even I expected she ended the call.
I smiled at the progress. After about half an hour I got a call from an unknown number.
“Hello honay waale devar ji, so gaye thhey kya” said she, it was Ritu.
V – Itni sexy honaywali Bhabhi ka devar kaise so sakta hai.
R – us time koi aa gaya tha isliye call end karni padi. She explained
V – I understand, lagta hai ab akeli ho
R – hmmmm. Maine kaha ki kal bahut thak jaaungi isliye ab sonay do akele.
V – Meri Bhabhi jaan Manish ka toh pata nahin, mere jaisa pati mil gaya toh pahele 2 hafte na sonay de.
She laughed
R – you have a girl friend Vicky ji
V – not a full time but time paas bahut hain.
R – hmmmm.
V – ek baat kahun, kitne aashik chhod ke jaa rahi ho yahan pe aur Delhi mein kitne hain
R – tha ek BF but baat nahin bani.
She was also singing like a canary.
V – Lucky bastard
R – Woh kyon
V – yaar saala tumhara BF tha, khoob ragda hoga
She laughed a lot.
R – you jealous
V – Sach kahun haan Ritu, your are damn hot. Gori chitti, sharp features, badi badi aankhe, lush lips, mast height, bhare bhare curves, yummy thighs lag rahi hain aur kya chahiye bande ko
R – bas bas (she laughed)
V – Abhi toh party shuru hui hai
She laughed again.
V – Jaan ek baat hai, u have taken your body shape, sexy curves, facial features from your mom. Teri mom hai toh maal
R – oye kya bol rahe ho (showed mock anger)
V – Darling don’t tell me, you haven’t noticed it
R – hmmmm was a more subdued response.
V – Function me joh blouse pahena tha unhone, was showing almost 3 inches of cleavage. Main toh taad raha tha, ek time pe she noticed and then just smiled and left.
R – ho nahin sakta
V – toh darling ko lagta hai main jhoot bol raha hoon
R – nahin nahin
V – chal chhod (I said to proceed further). Teri mom ki shaadi jaldi ho gayi thee kya. Seems to be around 45-46
R – Sahi jawab aur dekhne mein aur young.
V – Bilkul. Jaan teri permission ho toh teri mom ko hug kar lun
R – Permission? Hug?
V – Haan yaar, imagination mein
R – oh ok. Hmmm
V – darling think of me hugging ur mom
R – hmmmmm
V – teri maa ki skin makkhan hai Ritu
R – hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
V – imagine my hands all over her back and now going southwards to her big round ass. Gaand dabaun teri maa ki
R – yessss mmmmmmm
V – (I knew she was enjoying the game and imagining it to be herself) Ritu soch main wahan hoon, lick your lips, think its me
R – hmmmmmmm
V – main aur teri ma akele mein hain, I remove her pallu, uske bade bade gol boobs are in front of me, tu kahe toh choos loon
R – yes chooso
V – woh bhi karunga meri jaan, pahele apne haathon se press ur boobs, think its me
R – yesssss hmmmmmm
V – Ritu remove ur top
R – hmmmmmmm (I thought she complied)
V – Mere saamne tu aur teri maa topless khade ho, bol kiske choosun
R – Mer….(she left it in between) and then said tumhari marzi
I smiled
V – sslllllrrpppp, imagine me licking ur boobs darling
She was on fire, could hear some moans.
V – lick ur fingers and rub on ur nipples, soch main chaat raha hoon tere nipples
R – aah aah
V – enjoying
R – YES YES YES
And I guessed she cummed since all became silent for sometime.
V – Ritu u there
R – mmmm
V – Lagta hai Delhi mein we will be great friends
R – thanks she said feebly
V – Kal make up karwaane jaaogi – go with Savita only.
R – kyon
V – main aaunga milne.
R – whaat – Savita aunty
V – woh kuchh nahin kahegi
V – Mujhe apni Bhabhi ko tareeke se welcome bhi toh karna hai. Will send you a pic right now, dekh ke batana kaisa laga devar.
I sent her the nude image sent to Savita earlier
V – Pasand aaya
R – tum bahut naughty ho
V – and you like naughty guys
R – YES
V – Love you
R – Love you.
As the call ended, I got an image on my phone. Two lovely boobs held from bottom by a Mehndi covered hand. Endless possibilities.
Then it was turn of Didi to do the honours. She told how we were related. Our fathers were five brothers and one sister. Didi was daughter of eldest brother and me being son of youngest brother and was youngest among the cousins. Praised the groom and his family, his mom and dad, my tayaji. Told that we guys were basically a family of government servants etc.
Bride’s mom asked about me “Beta apne baare mein bhi batao”
As I was about to start by saying “ji Aunty” Didi pitched in. Nothing new for me, Didi always was the one to take lead in such functions.
“Iska naam Vicky hai, mere chachaji ka beta. Hum sab cousins mein sabse chhota but sabse tez bhi hai. He is an all-rounder. Padhai mein top, sports mein toh super top, rishtedaari karne mein top; bhakti mein bhi aur Shakti mein bhi top aur toh aur girlfriends pataane mein bhi top” the last bit was met by all round laughter
Bride’s dad asked “Beta kya karte ho”
“Uncle main Income Tax Officer hoon” I replied calmy. Suddenly everyone was looking at me with some respect and could see bride’s mom looking at her daughter and me for a split second.
Uncle continued “Beta direct IRS ?”
“Nahin uncle, Income Tax Inspector exam first attempt mein clear ho gaya tha, join kar liya. Then departmental exam after 6 years” I explained
“Very good beta, you will go far in life” he gave me his blessings.
“Thank you uncle”
“Graduation ke baad hee exam de diya tha ya phir after Masters” this time it was bride’s mom.
“Aunty graduation ke baad hee try kiya, saalon ne first time mein hee pass kar diya, interview bhi ho gaya. Raju ban gaya gentleman” I tried to get away from this interrogation but to no avail. Aunty was a professor in a college and continued.
“So graduation mein subjects kya thhey?”
“Aunty B.Sc Physics honours from Hansraj College, DU”
“You like physics?”
“Ji Aunty”
“Phir Masters kyon nahin ki”
“Aunty job lag gayi and then I did MBA from FMS Delhi”
“Regular?”
“No aunty it is executive MBA, evening classes, 5 days a week, incl Sat and Sundays” I detailed it. Since I had good scholastics, I too was loving filling everyone with details.
“Specialisation in?”
“Finance”
“hmmmm cause of Income Tax”
“Ji Aunty”
“Good move” she said
“Thanks mam. Waise aunty seems you too are a professor in either Physics or Finance, more likely physics”
She smiled and nodded in affirmative.
Then it was turn of bride’s maasi (sister on one’s mom). She was younger than bride’s mom and quite pretty. She gave her introducation and then asked
“Vicky ji shaadi kyon nahin ki abhi tak, itne hee all rounder ho toh”
“Socha tha ki aapse karun bas jab pata chala ki aap toh kisi ki ho gayi ho, tabse man toota hua hai, judte hee kar lunga” I turned the tables to be met by all round laughter. She blushed and I could see the bride looking at me with some longingness or was it my imagination only.
Bride’s dad tried to make the situation a bit sober “Beta shaadi kar leni chahiye aapko. Jawan ho, achhi family se ho, educated ho, job achhi hai, aur kya chahiye”
Didi smiled as I was being praised.
“Uncle on a serious note, mera shaadi ka yog hee 32 ke baad shuru hona hai. Astrological calcuations. Shuru kar diya hai, shayad Manish ki shaadi ke baad mera hee number ho”
All smiled.
The same mausi erupted again “matlab Vicky ji poore all rounder nahin hue hain abhi, kunwaare jo hain”
“Kitni chinta hai mausi ji ko meri. Grahon ne shaadi ke liye roka tha, girlfriends banane ke liye nahin. Toh ek biwi na mili toh sahi bahut Girl Friends toh theen Mausi ji” she blushed like hell, didn’t no where to hide her face. All were laughing at her on my answer. “Mausi ji aur details doon ya itna bahut hai” I asked her.
“bas bas bas tum all rounder ho” she said and all smiled.
After about an hour or so, the function ended. The bride and I managed to exchange some meaningful smiles. I had exchanged numbers with a few sexy girls who were cousins of the bride.
As we were about to go to our hotel, Savita again offered to drop us. This time she decided to take her car rather than the taxi. Didi agreed.
The car started and me too “Didi Savita ji is so good – kitna dhyaan rakh rahi hain hamara”
She smiled
“Didi Savita ji is looking so hot – sabki nazar inpe hee thee”
Savita smiled again and so did Didi.
“Savita ji mujhe aapke pati se jalan hoti hai”
“Kyon” was the obvious question from Savita fully well knowing the answer.
“He has access to such a sexy body” I was blatant. Didi looked at me and then Savita. Savita didn’t know how to react.
Didi eased the situation “don’t worry Savita, ladka aaj mood mein hai, kisi ko kuchh nahin pata chalega”
I was getting emboldened and wanted to test the waters further. “Savita ji, pahele gaadi kahin akeli si jageh pe rok lo, aaraam se baatein karte hain, phir chalenge”
Sounded reasonable to everyone.
She parked the car near a park. Everyone got out.
“I am with two beauties and unfortunately one is my Didi” I said to be met by all round laughter.
“Accha ji” said Didi “agar Didi na hoti toh kya karta” she continued
“Didi yahin karke dikhaaun ya phir hotel ke liye chhod den” I said and smiled. Didi was looking with “I will kill you” looks.
I stood behind Didi with both hands on her exposed shoulders and said “Savita ji waise meri Didi bahut sundar hain – right”
“I fully agree – aaj toh party ki jaan theen Didi” she said.
“par meri nazar toh aap pe thee Savita Bhabhi ji” I was enjoying having her cornered.
“Aisa kyon Vicky” Didi was too enjoying her predicament.
“dekho didi, kitni gori chitti hain, ekdum makkhan malayi, dil toh karta hai chaat loon” I was dirtying the conversation. “Figure toh dekho, kayamat hai, mast waist, kya curves hain aur upar se itni sexy lehenga choli aur jab dance kar rahin theen toh kya kahun”
Savita jaan was blushing “bas bhi karo Vicky, tum toh…”
“bas kahan Savita Bhabhi ji, abhi toh shuru bhi kahan kiya hai” I was enjoying tormenting her.
Though I was well past my 30, but looked younger, closer to 27-28.
And before she could think further “Savita Bhabhi, Didi selfies ho jaayen?”
Didi agreed.
So Didi took out her phone, she was in front, taking selfie, behind her was Savita and last me and my hand was on Savita’s ass. She didn’t budge. Made many poses for selfies.
Then I took a few pics of Didi and Savita together.
Didi suggested “Vicky tu aur Savita bhi pics lo”
For the first one I put my hand around her shoulder – simple one. Next few were pretty decent too.
I handed Didi my phone “Didi for my collection”
I went behind Savita and hugged her from behind, she was startled but Didi was smiling and before Savita could get out, Didi said “Smile”
I hugged her tighter making her feel my cock on her ass and Didi was clicking away to glory.
In one of the pics I managed to have her back towards camera showing her backless choli and my hands on her ass and in another one a hand on back and other on ass.
“Vicky mast clicks hain tere paas ab toh Savita ke” Didi continued
“Ji Didi – Savita Bhabhi hain hee itni sexy ki kya kahun”
Now Savita was too in mood, “Vicky agar ye teri Didi na hoti toh dono mein se kaun jaada sexy hai”
I looked at Didi and she gave me her consent to proceed.
“Dekho gori chitti toh aap dono ho”
“Skin – let me check. I licked Didi’s back for a second and Savita’s back for many more seconds and then concluded that skin was quite similar – makkhan”
Both women smiled and felt happy.
“Facial features wise I will say Didi has sharper features but Savita Bhabhi aapki aankhen aur honth zyada nasheele hain”
“Dono ko khush kar raha hai” said Didi
“Apni assessment hai ji” and I just rubbed finger over Savita’s lips. “Lush lips” and licked the same finger. Didi smiled naughtily and said “Vicky ye kya tha”
“Didi dil toh kuchh aur karne ka kar raha tha but aapke saamne ruk gaya” I was shameless now
Savita was game now “Ab kya check karoge Vicky” she asked
“navel” was a firm reply.
She moved aside her chunni and Didi moved aside her saree pallu. Both had delicious looking deep navels but Savita’s was a shade deeper. I wanted to lick it. Inserted finger inside the navel and measured it. Bent down and smelled it. Licked it and blew air over it. She felt it to be so cold. Didi was seeing with intent look on her face. Savita had taken support of her car on back side. I licked it clean. Held her by the hips and pressed my face in. She was breathing heavy. Wanted to do so much more, but held myself back.
Suddenly didi coughed and we came back to our senses. I moved towards Didi, she indicated with eyes to not do it in front of Savita. I just inserted my finger in her navel and declared Savita to be the winner since other checks not needed. Savita smiled at my trick.
I asked both to keep their hands on the car and protrude their asses backwards for me to inspect. They were laughing. I patted Didi’s ass first and asked her to tighten her saree for me to gauge. She obliged. Hmmmm I said
Next I moved to Savita and pressed her ass globes in both my hands, jiggled them, kneaded them, pressed my body from behind, basically cock on her ass and rubbed it hard for a few seconds. She gasped at the impact.
Pairs of eyes of both ladies met and Didi indicated her to enjoy and gave her the confidence of our act remaining a secret. Armed with that assurance, she was an even more willing partner. She rubbed her ass on his cock only to be met by a “lovely show Savita” by Didi which even emboldened her more. I was about to hold her boobs but then restrained for a sec. Wanted to push the envelope a bit more.
“Now the final test” I announced and pointed to their fingers.
“Vicky tum Didi ko halke mein chhod rahe ho, things will be confidential for all” said Savita meaning that I should have fun with Didi in front of her as well.
I looked at Didi not knowing how she will react. “Ok Vicky, thodi der ke liye bhool ja main teri cousin hoon”
Savita clapped and removed her chunni, indicating Didi to remove her saree pallu. Didi complied. Here I was, a lucky 30+ unmarried guy having two beauties, each around 12 years elder to him, showcasing their boobs for me.
I held her boobs in my hands, rubbed my thumbs on her nipple impressions. Weighed them. Went behind her to hold them. “lovely boobs Didi”
“Thanks Vicky” said Didi acknowledging the compliment.
I licked her exposed back for a good measure.
Hmmmm was her response indicating her willingness and enjoyment and brought great joy to Savita.
I rubbed my cock on her ass and rubbed it hard showing Savita what we were doing. All the while Didi was intently looking at Savita.
“Vicky abhi bas” said Didi indicating that we will do it later. I let her go and moved slowly towards Savita and went to kiss her hard and before she could do anything moved to licking her neck, upper bosom and then her cleavage.
As expected she was enjoying the onslaught and had her hands on back of my head pushing in it deep in her bosom. My hands reached her ass and kneaded it, she was making sounds. Didi was coming closer.
Gradually I lifted her lehenga while my face was buried deep in her boobs. My hands reached her thighs and I was rubbing it very gently. She was moaning. I looked at Didi and then eyes got locked with Savita.
“jaan boobs ache se check karoon” I asked her
She nodded in affirmative. I started opening the front buttons of her choli and soon it was open from the front. The backless choli had made amply clear that she had no bra underneath. The air was thick with sexual tension. I was her left boob with great vigour. Suddenly felt I had company. It was Didi on Savita’s right boob !!!
My one hand went to Didi’s ass and other to Savita’s panty and both loved the touch. Imagine a lady standing topless with two cousins ( a male and female) sucking either boob in a near full moon night on a secluded road in a city.
Passions were rising and so were the body temperatures but just then Savita’s phone rang and it rang with some vengeance. It was her hubby calling wanting to know where was she. As everyone got out of their zones, she told him that she was on her way back as they had just got dropped off. Both sexy females looked at each other with a very understanding look but it was a dejected one.
Savita dressed herself up, looked in the mirror, did some touch up and off she was after dropping Didi and me. Didi and I sat in hotel lobby and made some calls. She called Jijaji, her hubby, and told him of the day and I called parents to apprise them too. All sides were happy of the proceedings for the day.
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The boy on duty at the reception was looking at her longingly and Didi was doing nothing to douse fires.
As we were going towards the lift, I put my hand on her ass and I can bet anything that the chap at reception saw it, worse was Didi not removing my hand from her lush posterior. The moment we entered the lift, I was all over her, kissing her, pressing her curves licking her and in no time the lift door opened and thankfully there was none at the door since we disengaged only a couple of seconds after the door had opened.
We walked towards our rooms and all the while I had my hand on her ass as if I owned the sexy lady. Since the next day was the marriage and the groom and parents were expected to land in the morning itself, even Didi knew she had only the night to have some fun.
As her room came, I walked at bit ahead. She held my hand.
“kahan jaa raha hai”
“room mein”
“kyon”
“na jaaun?” I responded
She nodded in negative.
“mere saath baith thodi der” she said fully meaning what it was with lust in her eyes and body language but words were neutral.
“baith ke kya karna hai” I enjoyed
“jo tu kahe” she gave offer
“sirf baith ke ya phir letkar aur khade hokar bhi” I was playing now.
“jaise tu kahe” she responded
“didi jaan aap batao kya chahiye”
“tu aa jaa na “she was desperate. Had moved in, opened the door and was looking at me, dropped her saree pallu to showcase her more than handful boob encased in a very short and tight blouse. With the saree pallu on floor, she moved towards the bed sat facing him, legs spread and let her hair loose, licked her lips, opened top two buttons of the ever deep blouse and bent forward showing even a few more centimetres of cleavage and then cooed “aa naa” in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
“Aa raha hoon meri jaan- itni jaldi mat kar – khoob chodunga tujhe – chudegi?” here was I talking to her like my keep rather than my elder cousin.
“Haan idhar aa” responded she again in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
I walked in, closing the door behind me. Picked up the saree pallu and indicated her to standup. She complied and started turning round and round. Here was I, disrobing a cousin about 13 yrs elder to me. Soon she was in a ultra short blouse and petticoat and I was over dressed for the occasion. I moved to her, held her ass, kneaded it, mauled it, massaged it and then in a flash pulled the petticoat string to make it fall on the ground.
“Tu toh maal hai didi “ I said patting her ass and thighs. All niceties of addressing elder sister were forgotten. “kya makkhan maal hai tu”
She blushed.
“Chal idhar aa” I ordered her and pulled her to my lap.
Hmmmmm came the sound as she felt the impact of my lund on her ass. I was still massaging her thighs.
She looked at me and I licked her cleavage.
Slllllrrppp was the sound that filled the room followed by aaaahhhh
I opened the remaining buttons of the blouse and made her stand in front of me.
“kya dekh rahe ho” she asked
“Tujhe, chal ghoom” I was now ordering her.
She complied and put her hands on the table in front and pushed back her ass. “hmmmm” was the appreciative sound from me and she felt happy.
“chal idhar aa aur mujhe nanga kar” perhaps Didi too was enjoying such lingo from me.
She did and in a matter of a couple of minutes I was in my birthday suit. Her eyes were fixed on my thick cucumber.
I ordered her with my fingers to remove her bra and panty and Didi was too willing.
I gave her a look which basically told her to suck my cock and she was ever willing to comply. I sat like a king on the bed and she was there sucking my cock. Didn’t get it right in first few strokes but managed to work it out soon after. I slid further on the bed and indicated her for the 69 game. She understood and here I had my elder cousin, the docile and loving Didi presenting her much younger cousin with her pussy right over my face. I started licking her choot and fingering her gaand.
Lick by lick I was making her reach her orgasm and the double attack on her ass was reducing the duration of her being able to hold herself back. Very soon she plonked her pussy on my face, rubbed the love juices all over me. She screamed for the whole town to hear and came like a waterfall drenching my face. I was on verge of choking. Rubbed her pussy all over my face while cumming. What a lovely choking it was.
As she recovered from the earth shattering orgasm, she said “sorry Vicky”
“sorry for what jaan” I asked
“Tera moonh ganda ho gaya” she said
“tera bhi karunga’ I said and after a few seconds only she got the import.
“Chal moonh khol” I ordered
She did
I spit in it.
She looked at me bewildered “chal pee ja” I said.
She did, then smiled at me. Was perhaps enjoying the domination.
I laid on the bed facing upwards and indicated her to ride me. It was perhaps the first time for her or not done so frequently. My cock was rock hard, she placed her choot over it and was pushing it inwards. The bloody cucumber was much thicker than she anticipated and thanks to gravity as some of it went in her pussy, she screamed for almost half the city to hear her scream.
“phaad dee bahenchod tune” she said. It was so sexy hearing cuss words from her. It was a fact, I was fucking my sister even though she was first cousin, but sister still.
I held her ass to support her movement, she was still recuperating from the invasion of the thick cucumber. Slowly she went up, had legs on either side of my waist/abdomen and went down again. This time more of cucumber went in but less of sound came from her mouth.
I just moved a bit to raise my body to enable mauling her boobies. Lovely they were. I pinched and tweaked her nippies. She looked at me and I could see she was enjoying the pain. By now she had started the up and down motion in a certain rhythm and enjoying the cock deep inside her.
Sounds of “mar gayi; aaaah aaah” filled the room and space. I held her ass and asked her to rotate her ass in a circular motion. Didi did it and was now ecstatic. The circular motion or the chakki motion as we can say was making the cock hit side walls of her pussy causing more juices to be released. She had her eyes closed and I was thanking Yahoo messenger that it led to such a scene.
Aaah aaaah filled the room again and she was now frantically jumping up and down causing some pain to my balls, but I was enjoying the show. My Didi was my randi now. My niece her daughter was my randi. I got hold of her mane and pulled her close, she bent as much as she could, I got up as much as I could and we locked lips in a very passionate kiss. It continued for a few minutes and in between she again came like a waterfall.
I was only a few minutes away from cumming, she was still feeling the after effects ofcumming, but I pulled her on the bed to be under me and started pumping her choot will all my vigour and passion and raw heat. She was screaming and never expected another attack while she had cummed. I was gaining respect in her mind. Kiddo bro had not cummed as yet whereas she had twice already.
After about 20-25 high intensity strokes I too came and deposited the semen all over her face and boobs. I rubbed the semen on her magnificent orbs and her body was shining like it was applied a coat of wax.
“ja safai karke aa” I told her indicating to clean her body and pussy. She came out after a few minutes. She smelled good.
The moment she came out, I pulled her to the bed and placed myself between her legs and started licking her navel.
“aaah Vicky” she moaned and moaned many more times.
I licked the navel deep, gave it a few love bites. During the comparison with Savita on the road, I was a lot circumspect and my hands were tied owing to the location. Here I was, free as a bird and ready to play with my Didi. I sucked her nipple and to give company had my hands on her lovely pigeons. I was tweaking her nipples with my index finger and thumb and all the while sucking the navel with some passion. I just gave it a coat of polish with my saliva and then blew my breath over it. This trick was making her go wild.
The tongue started its northward journey while all the while maintaining the skin contact with Didi and rested at the base of her boobs. Oscillating between the two proud orbs on her chest, I licked the underside of the boobs with great vigour bringing great joy to my sexy lovely hot Didi.
“Saale kamine, itne tareeke kahan se seekhe” said she
“tere jism ka nasha hai meri jaan” and continued “lagta hai ki Jija itne pyaar se nahin karta"
“tu better kar raha hai” she confided.
Though I had a great equation with my Jijaji, her hubby, but this was different and special. I moved a bit further north and started sucking her nipples. I was giving them love bites too. Had her nipples between my teeth and then licking them. It was another new for her and she was waiving her head like mad. After having played with her boobs for over many minutes, licking every millimetre of skin on show, I proceeded further north to lick her neck and then to engage her in a passionate French kiss. We exchanged tongues, exchanged salivas, sucked each other’s lips. To make matters worse for her, I was fingering her choot and then the hand moved to finger her asshole.
I moved southwards then and licked her inner thighs, her calfs, her knees, her thighs from back side and then moved to front. She was moaning like no tomorrow. I was giving long hard licks to her thighs near pussy and then opened the pussy lips and the tongue moved in with a vengeance. The strong tongue was licking deep inside and I had added my finger as a penetration tool for Didi to go mad. It was something she had never experienced before.
“Chaat saale apni bahen ki choot chaat” Didi was on fire and wordplay was not on premium.
I got up and said “dhang se bol”
“Sorry Vicky – please chaat na, bahut maza aa raha hai” she was talking shamelessly.
“Saali randi” I said and went back to the job. No impact on Didi and she continued moaning.
I patted her ass “kya mast gaand hai Didi jaan” could see a glee of pride in her eyes. I turned her around with her boobs crushing the bed and started licking and fingering her asshole. Her hands went to the headrest of the bed to hold herself steady.
“Aah aah Aaah” were the sounder reverberating in the room. I was giving her long hard licks and she was shaking her ass as well. I had used liberal doses of saliva to somewhat lubricate her asshole. I continued for another 5-7 minutes during which she had shouted screamed to her heart’s content.
I pulled her up and she was on her fours. Pulled her hair from behind and placed my cock on her asshole – it struck her then.
“nahin Vicky”
“Chup saali” I slapped her ass, put some spit on my cock and started pushing in
“kameene nahin” saw my Didi using lovely words
I bent forward and mauled her boobs big time, she winced in pain.
Still pulled her hair and fingered her ever lubricated choot with 3 fingers, she was loving every bit of the torment I was putting her through.
I pushed in my lund in one go and almost 2 inches worth of it went in making her scream like hell. It was thick – damn thick. I didn’t move, she didn’t. Both were working towards common objective to let asshole adjust to the thick cucumber.
As I felt that she has somewhat aligned her ass to the intruder, I pushed it further in causing more misery and pleasure at the same time to her. I had increased the speed, my balls were now hitting her assglobes very hard and very fast. One could hear the sound of the slapping of balls against the lovely bountiful ass globes.
“Meri randi banegi saali bol” I shouted
“haan banungi mere raja” was the reply by my Didi
“kaisa laga lund meri randi”
“mast hai saale Vicky” said she
I slapped her ass “kutiya naam legi mera - maalik bol mujhe”
“ji maalik” was the compliance report.
It seemed that my balls were bursting with semen after having heard my Didi, elder to me by 14-15 years calling me maalik like a whore.
And cum did I . All over her back, ass, hair everywhere
As I took out my cock finally, she collapsed on the bed wincing in pain due to onslaught on her ass which she had thoroughly enjoyed. I lay on the bed with my flaccid cock back to its orginal shape and size (non erect) hitting my thighs and was thinking of events since the accidental chat with my niece. Didi was in bathroom, feeling the after effects of an earth shattering anal sex. She couldn’t walk straight and was feeling severe pain.
I got up and went to the bathroom door and as my angel like Didi appeared, I hugged her. “Kya hua maalik” she said, still thinking of my order. “Ab maalik nahin Vicky” I told her.
She understood.
We stood near the foot side of the bed and kissed passionately. Both of us were in our birthday suits. As my hand hit her ass, she said “ouch”
“Sorry didi, josh mein thoda zyada zor laga diya. Meri didi hai hee itni sexy” said I
“Thoda zor !! itna mota kheere jaisa lund lekar ghoom raha hai – sach mein tune gaand maar lee aur sexy toh main hoon hee”
I pulled her on the bed and we lay next to each other like newly wed on honeymoon
“Didi aap itne garam ho, kitno ne haath saaf kiye?”
“Oye sadak chhaap samjha hai kya?” she said slightly agitated “sex only with ur Jija but haan agar koi jawan mard bus/metro/shaadi mein haath laga deta hai toh mana nahin karti” and she smiled.
“Didi ek din bade jijaji ko aapki ass dabate dekha tha?” I shocked her using inputs received earlier from Anju.
“Tune kab dekha” she was perplexed.
I smiled. She relaxed “haan kabhi kabhi touch kar lete hain” saying this Didi closed her eyes. I sent a message to Anju to keep her phone on silent mode and not say anything and keep on listening only. I made a call to Anju and kept the phone like earlier
“Didi jaan”
“hmmmm bol Vicky”
“Ek baat hai, Anju bhi aapki tarah sexy hoti jaa rahi hai”
“oye hoye toh kameene maamu ko apni bhanji pasand aa gayi”
“Ab jab bahen ki le lee, toh sab clear ho gaya. Waise maine socha nahin hai but she is a maal” I said.
“she had a boyfriend” said Didi
“achha!!!” I acted.
“Saw them near a shopping mall, sala Anju ke boobs daba raha tha” like mom like daughter, both sang like a canary.
“tabhi mumme bhar gaye hain Anju ke” I whispered in her ear
“hmmm par boyfriend se toh ladayi ho gayi thee toh aajkal kaun” said my Didi Sherlock Holmes
“kya karwaaogi meri jaan pataa karwaake, apne chuswaane hain kya”
“chup gadhe” said she and held my lund “gadhe jaisa lund hai tera”
“Didi mujhe Anju ke choosne hain – madad karogi”
“Nahin”
I placed my lund between her thighs from behind and it was just very close to her pussy. I touched her pussy a couple of times.
“chahiye ye gadhe wala lund?”
“matlab tu blackmail karega?” she asked
“koi shak?” was the response.
She kept silent and after about half a minute said “but no sex”
“Main force nahin karunga, but agar usne start kiya toh kahe nahin sakta”
“Saale bahen chod di tune, bhaanji kahan bachegi” she smiled.
I slapped her ass “maalik bol” and we both laughed.
“Ek din teri aur anju ki ek saath loonga” I said and closed my eyes. She too did thinking of possibilities. I ended the call. The one on the other end too smiled.
After a few minutes, Didi got a call from Savita, told Didi to ask her to call on my number since my phone had call recording software. Didi told Savita that she may call me since her phone was low on battery and ask Vicky to come to her. She agreed, not knowing that Didi and I were together in our birthday suits.
“Hi Vicky”
“Hi Savita jaan - muuuahhhh”
“muuuuuuaaahhhh” was the response.
“kaise yaad kiya meri Savita Bhabhi”
“teri Didi se baat karni thee” Savita said
“ok main unke room mein jaata hoon jaan. Savita aapke boobs aur ass bahut yaad aa rahe hain”
She giggled.
“Mera kuchh yaad aa raha hai?” I asked with obvious reference to my cock.
“hmmm” was the response.
“Savita you alone in room?”
“yes”
“ek hot selfie bhejo phir main bhejunga. Wohi bhejunga jo aapko yaad aa raha hai” I offered
“hmmmmm”
“Didi ke paas jaaun ya phir photo bhej rahi ho” I asked
“Didi se baat ke baad”
“no problem” I said acting cool and “went” to Didi’s room.
“Savita darling I have Didi with me and phone on speaker mode”
D – Hi Savita
S – Hi Didi
D – Kal bahut maza aaya
S – Mujhe bhi Didi
D – Aur maza karwaogi, tumhare shaher mein aaye hain
S – Bilkul Didi. Jab main Delhi aayi phir?
I – Promise Bhabhi phir main aur Didi karwaayenge.
S – Mere jaane ke baad aapne bhi maze kiye?
Before Didi could say anything
I – aapke bina poore maze nahin hotey na, aap local ho. Thoda bahut time paas kar liya bas
Didi looked at me, I indicated to her that she should not tell her anything about sex in clear terms, never know who all on other side. Thankfuly my sexy Didi got it.
S – Phir bhi bata na Vicky
I – Darling wohi sab kuch jo tumhare saath kiya tha, thoda extend kar liya apna kaam aur kya
Meanwhile I took a pic from Didi’s phone of me in birthday suit and first whatsapped it to self and then to Savita while the call was on.
I – Darling pasand aayi photo
S – ek minute. Oh teri ki – hmmmmm. Guess she too was mesmerized by cucumber thickness. Didi photo dekhi, pasand aaya mota kheera
D – haan mujhe motay motay kheere pasand hain.
S – Lagta hai koi aa raha hai. Main call rakhti hoon.
I – Savita before you end the call, mujhe honay wali dulhan se baat karni hai akele mein. Jaise bhi karwa.
S – Whaat
I – Suna nahin kya. Mota kheera nahin khana kya?
S – But kaise?
I – ur problem
S – mujhse man bhar gaya kya
I – abhi toh kuchh kiya bhi nahin. Yaar waise hee man kar raha hai is Ritu (would be bride’s name) se jaan pehchaan badhaane ka
Didi could understand the angle.
The groom, Manish, was of my age and there had been a standing animosity between him and me for quite some time. Don’t want to brag but I was more of an all rounder who was good at studies too and he was a meek chap only good at studies and hence when comparisons were made, he was found wanting and hence the animosity started. I was 32 and so was Manish and this girl Ritu was about 26-27. Lovely sexy girl.
S – Achcha baba kuchh karti hoon.
After pleasantaries, the call ended.
I had another round of sex with Didi, this time under the shower and then got something to eat. It was about 10pm then. Didi got a call from the groom’s parents side that they will reach next morning positively and that we (me & didi) will be only possible representatives from family’s paternal side since agitation in Haryana ensured train / road route was a no go and loot by airlines ensured air travel was prohibitive.
I went to my room as advised by Didi but after another round of sex, this time it was anal and about by midnight I left for my room. Didi told that since next morning relatives would arrive, we should look fresh and it was a long day ahead. Unwillingly I went to my room and parked myself on the bed. After about 15-20 minuites, Savita called
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S – Vicky
V – Ji Savita Bhabhi
S – So toh nahin gaye thhey
V – aapki yaad mein jaag rahe hain
S – badmaash and she giggles. Chal Ritu se baat karle.
V – love you but aap paas mat rahena
S – ok baba
R – Hi
V – Hi Ritu mera naam Vicky hai
R – aap kaise hain.
V – Main theek hoon aur aapka haal main samajh sakta hoon. Thak ke toot gayi hogi
R – sahi jawab.
We both laughed a bit.
V – waise toh aapne pehchaan liya hoga kyonki Manish ki side se main aur Didi hee hain but phir bhi main wohi hoon kal jiske saath aapki aankhe chaar hui theen kuchh der ke liye. Maroon Kurta, white pyjama, yaad aaya?
R – ji ji
V – Manish ki kismet se jalan ho rahi hai
R – kyon
V – kya maal biwi milegi ussay.
She perhaps blushed since was silent.
V – Sach kahe raha hoon, I am sure you too know you have a very hot and sexy body and lovely beautiful facial features
R – hmmmmm
V – So you agree you are sexy
She was silent
V – Thanks sexy. Waise main Manish se 4 mahine bada hoon but chahunga ki hum dono mein devar Bhabhi wala rishta bana rahe
R – Bhabhi maa samaan hoti hai
V – Darling Ritu agar tum jaisee sundar aur sexy ho toh Bhabhi maa nahin saamaan hoti hai.
She laughed loud. She didn’t mind me calling her darling.
After many more minutes where I got her to open a lot more than even I expected she ended the call.
I smiled at the progress. After about half an hour I got a call from an unknown number.
“Hello honay waale devar ji, so gaye thhey kya” said she, it was Ritu.
V – Itni sexy honaywali Bhabhi ka devar kaise so sakta hai.
R – us time koi aa gaya tha isliye call end karni padi. She explained
V – I understand, lagta hai ab akeli ho
R – hmmmm. Maine kaha ki kal bahut thak jaaungi isliye ab sonay do akele.
V – Meri Bhabhi jaan Manish ka toh pata nahin, mere jaisa pati mil gaya toh pahele 2 hafte na sonay de.
She laughed
R – you have a girl friend Vicky ji
V – not a full time but time paas bahut hain.
R – hmmmm.
V – ek baat kahun, kitne aashik chhod ke jaa rahi ho yahan pe aur Delhi mein kitne hain
R – tha ek BF but baat nahin bani.
She was also singing like a canary.
V – Lucky bastard
R – Woh kyon
V – yaar saala tumhara BF tha, khoob ragda hoga
She laughed a lot.
R – you jealous
V – Sach kahun haan Ritu, your are damn hot. Gori chitti, sharp features, badi badi aankhe, lush lips, mast height, bhare bhare curves, yummy thighs lag rahi hain aur kya chahiye bande ko
R – bas bas (she laughed)
V – Abhi toh party shuru hui hai
She laughed again.
V – Jaan ek baat hai, u have taken your body shape, sexy curves, facial features from your mom. Teri mom hai toh maal
R – oye kya bol rahe ho (showed mock anger)
V – Darling don’t tell me, you haven’t noticed it
R – hmmmm was a more subdued response.
V – Function me joh blouse pahena tha unhone, was showing almost 3 inches of cleavage. Main toh taad raha tha, ek time pe she noticed and then just smiled and left.
R – ho nahin sakta
V – toh darling ko lagta hai main jhoot bol raha hoon
R – nahin nahin
V – chal chhod (I said to proceed further). Teri mom ki shaadi jaldi ho gayi thee kya. Seems to be around 45-46
R – Sahi jawab aur dekhne mein aur young.
V – Bilkul. Jaan teri permission ho toh teri mom ko hug kar lun
R – Permission? Hug?
V – Haan yaar, imagination mein
R – oh ok. Hmmm
V – darling think of me hugging ur mom
R – hmmmmm
V – teri maa ki skin makkhan hai Ritu
R – hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
V – imagine my hands all over her back and now going southwards to her big round ass. Gaand dabaun teri maa ki
R – yessss mmmmmmm
V – (I knew she was enjoying the game and imagining it to be herself) Ritu soch main wahan hoon, lick your lips, think its me
R – hmmmmmmm
V – main aur teri ma akele mein hain, I remove her pallu, uske bade bade gol boobs are in front of me, tu kahe toh choos loon
R – yes chooso
V – woh bhi karunga meri jaan, pahele apne haathon se press ur boobs, think its me
R – yesssss hmmmmmm
V – Ritu remove ur top
R – hmmmmmmm (I thought she complied)
V – Mere saamne tu aur teri maa topless khade ho, bol kiske choosun
R – Mer….(she left it in between) and then said tumhari marzi
I smiled
V – sslllllrrpppp, imagine me licking ur boobs darling
She was on fire, could hear some moans.
V – lick ur fingers and rub on ur nipples, soch main chaat raha hoon tere nipples
R – aah aah
V – enjoying
R – YES YES YES
And I guessed she cummed since all became silent for sometime.
V – Ritu u there
R – mmmm
V – Lagta hai Delhi mein we will be great friends
R – thanks she said feebly
V – Kal make up karwaane jaaogi – go with Savita only.
R – kyon
V – main aaunga milne.
R – whaat – Savita aunty
V – woh kuchh nahin kahegi
V – Mujhe apni Bhabhi ko tareeke se welcome bhi toh karna hai. Will send you a pic right now, dekh ke batana kaisa laga devar.
I sent her the nude image sent to Savita earlier
V – Pasand aaya
R – tum bahut naughty ho
V – and you like naughty guys
R – YES
V – Love you
R – Love you.
As the call ended, I got an image on my phone. Two lovely boobs held from bottom by a Mehndi covered hand. Endless possibilities.
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