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Ashok lapped at her young clit, and she knew she would cum soon. He slurped her hole, then licked her clit more. Kamala moaned loudly, arching her back as she came. The second orgasm was slower and longer, the muscles in her belly flexed. She wrapped her hands in his long dark hair and came against his lips. He felt the jet spray of thick liquid inside his mouth which went straight down his throat. She let him lick her clean as she sat with her head bowed down and drained of all energy. Grateful for the delightful taste of her own sweet juices on his lips when he leaned up and kissed her. Soon they lay completely entangled on the couch. When he finished lapping her juices, Ashok sat back on his haunches again. She tugged at his shirt, wrenching it off him. She had not realized how buff he was.
She ran her fingers over his washboard abs. On impulse, she touched the front of Ashok's shorts, moving her hand along the length of his throbbing hard on. Ashok gave a surprising moan. Ashok sat back on his haunches, fumbling with his zipper. His erection made his brief bulge, and Kamala's eyes widened. She opened the zipper, and his turgid cock sprang free. Ashok's eyes widened when she got his penis out. She looked at the big dick pointing straight up from his groin, it was almost 3 times bigger than her husband's. She pulled down his shorts, and then she wrapped her fingers around his firm shaft. She felt his blood coursing through the warm velvety column which throbbed it in the palm of her hand. The sensation of the velvety head sliding through her fingers sent an exciting shiver down her back.
She rubbed the pre-cum over the cock head with her thumb. He groaned as his hard cock twitched in her hand. He positioned his gigantic throbbing 9th inch cock between her sensitive folds, and her breath caught due to the sight of a big giant. Ashok ran his cock along the inside of her thigh, and rubbed the head over her wet pussy. He held the tip of his swollen red head between her cunt lips, then he aimed right at her pink opening of the cunt, he pressed the bulbous head between her folds which gilded deep inside her wet cunt hole.
The sensation of the cushion head sliding between her slick inner lips sent sparks of pleasure through her. She felt his body weigh between her legs. His wigging hips parted her thighs even further. He was stroking the entire length of his cock along her slit. She felt him pushing the slippery knob of his cock faster and faster into her moist cleft. She was breathing heavily. She gasped in shock. Her breath caught in her throat. "Uncle, what are you doing?" she squealed in her muffled voice as the head of his tool wedged itself in to the split of her womanhood, nestled in the entrance between her slippery folds, the head of uncle's invading presence chiselled between her clenching pussy lips. She urgently whispered, "Uncle, No," and struggled to get out under him, but she was so wet down there, every move lodged him a little further into her moist cleft.
Then Ashok thrusted forward, and his shaft easily slid all the way in her cunt. Her whispered protest turned into incredulous squeak as he pushed his extra-large dick where it counted. His full length slid into her hole in one fluid motion. Ashok grunted in ecstasy as he eased his giant penis inside her pussy. She tried to push him off, but the moment he invaded her, intense pleasure fountained from between her legs. Her cunt muscles contracted and her body trembled in pleasure as his hard, big and thick shaft pushed into her vital young love tunnel.
She hissed, "Uncle, stop it. What do you think? What are you doing?"
"Just for a moment," he pleaded in a very husky voice, "No one will ever know."
She felt his pubic bone grind firmly against her, and realized his giant cock was completely buried inside the narrow passage. She could feel him throbbing deep inside her belly. She was breathing fast, her breasts heaving, nipples hard with excitement, and her vagina wet and ready. She longed to give in, but she whispered with rasping breath in a fake protest, "Uncle, I cannot, I am a married woman!"
"Yes, Kamala! Think me as your husband, we are married and it is our first fucking," said he, and pushed his cock further. "Uncle, I love you...love you...fuck me Uncle, my cunt is yours only as you are my husband, I am married to you," cried Kamala, and embraced him tightly. Slowly, Ashok pushed his huge dick into her. She moaned as she felt him stretch her. He fucked her slowly kissing her mouth and face. Ashok pressed his mouth tight on her, and pushed her back onto the couch. Locked together in a kiss with bloated flesh tightly lodged in her cunt, they just lay in this intimate embrace as man and woman. Her heart was beating like crazy. He grabbed her by the shoulders, slowly but firmly, he pushed into her vagina with his strong hips. She responded by rocking her hips to meet his thrust, and she could not help it. She was on her back with her thighs wide apart, and so excited that she could not protest any more
Ashok kissed her neck. "I know, you want it too...," he whispered in her ear. He was right. She felt the warm moistness down there. It had been quite a long time she had a man between her legs. Her juicy peach was ready to be creamed. Then their eyes locked together, and she held on to his waist with both hands, clamped tightly on him, and pulled him into her. "Oh, yes,' Kamala hissed, "Yess! Take me, Uncle! Take me now!"
He moaned in pleasure. As she started moving her hips, a tidal wave of pleasure flowed between her legs. Her body was finally getting what it needed. She cried out with lust as he filled with her rapid thrust, his hands moved down her back to her bottom, and cupping her buttocks. He drove himself in to her, put his lips on her lips to muffle her moans of ecstasy. Her breasts wobbled up and down her blouse, as Ashok thrusted in and out of her. She felt his pounding hips rising and pushing, and Ashok's hands under her butt as he was pushing fast.
Ashok increased his tempo, his hands moved down to her back to her bottom, and grabbed her buttocks. He pressed his face into the hollow of her neck, pushing himself on her. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him deeper inside her, increasing his rhythm. He began to moan loudly, and she knew he was about to come. She breathed. He looked into her eyes without stopping. She hissed, "Please come inside me." He gasped, his eyes went wild, and he planted himself deep inside her, his dick expanded in her tight passage. In utter bliss, she moaned, "Ohhh...Yes, Uncle! Do it for me."
Then she felt him squirt and she orgasmed explosively as the dam broke and a tremendous vibration took possession of her convulsing body. The contraction of her spasming cunt seemed to suck the sperm right out of Ashok's balls, shooting a torrent of hot white seed into her womb. He gave a triumphant roar as he blasted his load into her baby factory. She clawed at his back as he was seeding her. She cried with pleasure, "Ohhh...uncle, yes! Yess! Fuck me, fill up me with your seeds. Do it to me. Do it in my hot wet cunt."
Delirious with lust, she felt her contracting cervix open and she could swear he was shooting his load right into her womb. She was coming so hard she thought she would pass out. With each grunt, Ashok's dick expanded in her narrow tunnel for preparation of another blast, the tightening in her cunt triggered another wave of orgasms, spasming, grasping and milking his spurting cock, sucking thick white gobs of creamy sperm right through her cervix, and in to her ripe and ready womb. She fully realized he was breeding her, and she was actually helping his eager swimmers on their way to go inside her little egg. Her tunnel was slick with his cummings and still he kept Cumming, she could not believe how much there in those big balls. She wanted every drop of his virile nectar inside her adulterous cunt.
As he emptied his balls into her gripping, sucking cunt, she milked every last drop of his honey from his dick. When her incredible orgasms finally ebbed a way, his dick slowed down in her throbbing slit, and after a few gentle final thrusts, he collapsed on top of her body, panting rapidly from the exertion. She also just lay completely exhausted under him.
Finally, he got off her, and as his shrinking penis slipped out, Kamala let out a sigh, it was over. When she felt the warm moistness of sperm leaking out of her, she got out from the couch to get her clothes back on. He reminded her of a young bull she had seen in her town. She could not believe what she had done just now. She took off her dress and went into the bathroom for a clean wash. She could not help a nervous giggle when she took off her panties as she felt uncle's nectar pouring out from her, and she wanted to see it. She took a little hand mirror, and positioned herself by squatting on the floor, and watched the pearly white syrup flowing from her open cunt like honey from some exotic pink flower.
She was mesmerized, it felt like a dream. She cleaned up as best as she could. She thought, without any protection, she had let a man nearly twice her age shoot sperm in her cunt willingly, eagerly even, and at her most fertile time. The fact that her orgasm only increased her chance of her pregnancy. Just one of those little swimmers was enough although Millions would probably get into her unused womb.
Amala came back from Goa trip abruptly as she is not comfortable with that environment and also the way Ramesh, Kishore fucked a stranger there made her cry.. Payal tried to convince her that these things are common now a days, but Amala being a village girl couldn’t digest the vast cultural shift
Anil came back from office in the evening and saw Amala alone in the house.. where are others ?
He went to her room and knocked on the door and asked “Amala.. where are the rest ? I thought you guys went for 4 days and you came back so quickly.. what happened dear ?”
Amala got up from her bed and hiding her tears, didn’t want to tell the truth..”Uncle.. I want to go to my village for few days.. I want to see my papa..”
Even though she is not crying but her voice is shaking.. Anil realized she became home sick.. He called his friend Ashok and put the phone on speaker
“rey Anil. How are you ? after so many days..”
“Ashok.. I thought you will ask about your daughter Amala first”
“Anil.. when she is in your safe hands, why should I worry.. any problem ?”
“talk to her”
“papa.. I want to see you.. urgently.. we are getting one week holidays next week.. I want to come there”
“Amala.. your wish.. I also want to see you Amala..”
“I am booking tickets then”
“one sec.. rey Anil.. why don’t your family also come for few days here..”
“Ashok..i have foreign delegates coming next week.. I cant come..”
“Anil.. then send others”
“Ashok.. they are not kids.. you only talk to them and convince.. I don’t have any problem if they want to go.. in fact I wanted Payal to experience the rural culture and behave like a proper traditional girl like Amala”
“rey Anil.. don’t judge her by her looks and dress.. anyway she would also like to enjoy the village environment.. I will call them and invite.. Amala, till then don’t book the tickets”
“papa.. lets do one thing.. I and Jaya aunty will come first.. Payal, Ramesh can come directly from Goa”
“Goa ?”
“Haa.. papa.. they are in Goa”
“ok.. then you and Jaya aunty can come first.. I will call her later “
“ok Anil.. take care.. good night”
“good night Anil.. good night Amala”
Amala is happy now.. hugging uncle she says “uncle.. I am so happy now.. I want to give you a treat”
“Treat ? what treat ?”
“Uncle.. I will take you out for dinner and then to movie.. any way tomorrow is weekend..”
“cool.. good idea..”
“uncle.. can I ask you one thing ?”
“haa.. why are you hesitating ?”
“aunty always go to movie with her friends.. I never saw both of you going together”
“beti..she has her life.. I have my life.. and we have a common life.. I will never intrude into her personal life”
“but she is your wife right”
“so what.. I have trust on her.. she also has the same trust on me..”
“can I ask you some thing ?”
“ask baby.. “
“she has her personal space.. fine.. so she goes to her friends place.. hang out with her friends husbands ? you don’t mind ?”
“Amala.. marriage doesn’t mean we suppress our natural instincts and hidden desires.. if I think like that how can even kiss you dear ?”
“uncle.. this .. you are doing in your own house and in front of her.. but what she may be doing is in her friends place and not in your presense..”
“doesn’t matter dear.. I trust her.. if she is satisfying her urge and desires.. who am I to stop it”
“what if you accidentally watched her being fucked by your friend in his house ? sorry to ask all these questions”
“hahaha.. Amala.. she has her own choices to make… we are all adults.. if you start suspecting your partner .. then there wont be any life”
She became silent and started thinking about what she saw in Goa.. Ramesh, Kishore fucking a stranger girl.. If whatever uncle is saying makes sense.. that too under the pious relation of marriage system.. what authority she has on Kishore, Ramesh to suspect their intentions ? did I not move with papa, uncle ? As she got clarity, she hugged uncle and said “lets get ready for dinner date uncle.. its my treat.. I got my scholarship granted and got money in my account.. this is all due to your help in getting me seat in prestigious AI/ML course..”
Anil hugged her tight and kissed her on forehead and says “lets have a party then.. will be ready in 5 minutes.. any way you girls will take atleast half hour to be ready”.. she playfully gives a small pat on his chest and replies “uncle.. we are going for dinner date.. I should atleast look pretty right ? give me 15 min”
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Ashok lapped at her young clit, and she knew she would cum soon. He slurped her hole, then licked her clit more. Kamala moaned loudly, arching her back as she came. The second orgasm was slower and longer, the muscles in her belly flexed. She wrapped her hands in his long dark hair and came against his lips. He felt the jet spray of thick liquid inside his mouth which went straight down his throat. She let him lick her clean as she sat with her head bowed down and drained of all energy. Grateful for the delightful taste of her own sweet juices on his lips when he leaned up and kissed her. Soon they lay completely entangled on the couch. When he finished lapping her juices, Ashok sat back on his haunches again. She tugged at his shirt, wrenching it off him. She had not realized how buff he was.
She ran her fingers over his washboard abs. On impulse, she touched the front of Ashok's shorts, moving her hand along the length of his throbbing hard on. Ashok gave a surprising moan. Ashok sat back on his haunches, fumbling with his zipper. His erection made his brief bulge, and Kamala's eyes widened. She opened the zipper, and his turgid cock sprang free. Ashok's eyes widened when she got his penis out. She looked at the big dick pointing straight up from his groin, it was almost 3 times bigger than her husband's. She pulled down his shorts, and then she wrapped her fingers around his firm shaft. She felt his blood coursing through the warm velvety column which throbbed it in the palm of her hand. The sensation of the velvety head sliding through her fingers sent an exciting shiver down her back.
She rubbed the pre-cum over the cock head with her thumb. He groaned as his hard cock twitched in her hand. He positioned his gigantic throbbing 9th inch cock between her sensitive folds, and her breath caught due to the sight of a big giant. Ashok ran his cock along the inside of her thigh, and rubbed the head over her wet pussy. He held the tip of his swollen red head between her cunt lips, then he aimed right at her pink opening of the cunt, he pressed the bulbous head between her folds which gilded deep inside her wet cunt hole.
The sensation of the cushion head sliding between her slick inner lips sent sparks of pleasure through her. She felt his body weigh between her legs. His wigging hips parted her thighs even further. He was stroking the entire length of his cock along her slit. She felt him pushing the slippery knob of his cock faster and faster into her moist cleft. She was breathing heavily. She gasped in shock. Her breath caught in her throat. "Uncle, what are you doing?" she squealed in her muffled voice as the head of his tool wedged itself in to the split of her womanhood, nestled in the entrance between her slippery folds, the head of uncle's invading presence chiselled between her clenching pussy lips. She urgently whispered, "Uncle, No," and struggled to get out under him, but she was so wet down there, every move lodged him a little further into her moist cleft.
Then Ashok thrusted forward, and his shaft easily slid all the way in her cunt. Her whispered protest turned into incredulous squeak as he pushed his extra-large dick where it counted. His full length slid into her hole in one fluid motion. Ashok grunted in ecstasy as he eased his giant penis inside her pussy. She tried to push him off, but the moment he invaded her, intense pleasure fountained from between her legs. Her cunt muscles contracted and her body trembled in pleasure as his hard, big and thick shaft pushed into her vital young love tunnel.
She hissed, "Uncle, stop it. What do you think? What are you doing?"
"Just for a moment," he pleaded in a very husky voice, "No one will ever know."
She felt his pubic bone grind firmly against her, and realized his giant cock was completely buried inside the narrow passage. She could feel him throbbing deep inside her belly. She was breathing fast, her breasts heaving, nipples hard with excitement, and her vagina wet and ready. She longed to give in, but she whispered with rasping breath in a fake protest, "Uncle, I cannot, I am a married woman!"
"Yes, Kamala! Think me as your husband, we are married and it is our first fucking," said he, and pushed his cock further. "Uncle, I love you...love you...fuck me Uncle, my cunt is yours only as you are my husband, I am married to you," cried Kamala, and embraced him tightly. Slowly, Ashok pushed his huge dick into her. She moaned as she felt him stretch her. He fucked her slowly kissing her mouth and face. Ashok pressed his mouth tight on her, and pushed her back onto the couch. Locked together in a kiss with bloated flesh tightly lodged in her cunt, they just lay in this intimate embrace as man and woman. Her heart was beating like crazy. He grabbed her by the shoulders, slowly but firmly, he pushed into her vagina with his strong hips. She responded by rocking her hips to meet his thrust, and she could not help it. She was on her back with her thighs wide apart, and so excited that she could not protest any more
Ashok kissed her neck. "I know, you want it too...," he whispered in her ear. He was right. She felt the warm moistness down there. It had been quite a long time she had a man between her legs. Her juicy peach was ready to be creamed. Then their eyes locked together, and she held on to his waist with both hands, clamped tightly on him, and pulled him into her. "Oh, yes,' Kamala hissed, "Yess! Take me, Uncle! Take me now!"
He moaned in pleasure. As she started moving her hips, a tidal wave of pleasure flowed between her legs. Her body was finally getting what it needed. She cried out with lust as he filled with her rapid thrust, his hands moved down her back to her bottom, and cupping her buttocks. He drove himself in to her, put his lips on her lips to muffle her moans of ecstasy. Her breasts wobbled up and down her blouse, as Ashok thrusted in and out of her. She felt his pounding hips rising and pushing, and Ashok's hands under her butt as he was pushing fast.
Ashok increased his tempo, his hands moved down to her back to her bottom, and grabbed her buttocks. He pressed his face into the hollow of her neck, pushing himself on her. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him deeper inside her, increasing his rhythm. He began to moan loudly, and she knew he was about to come. She breathed. He looked into her eyes without stopping. She hissed, "Please come inside me." He gasped, his eyes went wild, and he planted himself deep inside her, his dick expanded in her tight passage. In utter bliss, she moaned, "Ohhh...Yes, Uncle! Do it for me."
Then she felt him squirt and she orgasmed explosively as the dam broke and a tremendous vibration took possession of her convulsing body. The contraction of her spasming cunt seemed to suck the sperm right out of Ashok's balls, shooting a torrent of hot white seed into her womb. He gave a triumphant roar as he blasted his load into her baby factory. She clawed at his back as he was seeding her. She cried with pleasure, "Ohhh...uncle, yes! Yess! Fuck me, fill up me with your seeds. Do it to me. Do it in my hot wet cunt."
Delirious with lust, she felt her contracting cervix open and she could swear he was shooting his load right into her womb. She was coming so hard she thought she would pass out. With each grunt, Ashok's dick expanded in her narrow tunnel for preparation of another blast, the tightening in her cunt triggered another wave of orgasms, spasming, grasping and milking his spurting cock, sucking thick white gobs of creamy sperm right through her cervix, and in to her ripe and ready womb. She fully realized he was breeding her, and she was actually helping his eager swimmers on their way to go inside her little egg. Her tunnel was slick with his cummings and still he kept Cumming, she could not believe how much there in those big balls. She wanted every drop of his virile nectar inside her adulterous cunt.
As he emptied his balls into her gripping, sucking cunt, she milked every last drop of his honey from his dick. When her incredible orgasms finally ebbed a way, his dick slowed down in her throbbing slit, and after a few gentle final thrusts, he collapsed on top of her body, panting rapidly from the exertion. She also just lay completely exhausted under him.
Finally, he got off her, and as his shrinking penis slipped out, Kamala let out a sigh, it was over. When she felt the warm moistness of sperm leaking out of her, she got out from the couch to get her clothes back on. He reminded her of a young bull she had seen in her town. She could not believe what she had done just now. She took off her dress and went into the bathroom for a clean wash. She could not help a nervous giggle when she took off her panties as she felt uncle's nectar pouring out from her, and she wanted to see it. She took a little hand mirror, and positioned herself by squatting on the floor, and watched the pearly white syrup flowing from her open cunt like honey from some exotic pink flower.
She was mesmerized, it felt like a dream. She cleaned up as best as she could. She thought, without any protection, she had let a man nearly twice her age shoot sperm in her cunt willingly, eagerly even, and at her most fertile time. The fact that her orgasm only increased her chance of her pregnancy. Just one of those little swimmers was enough although Millions would probably get into her unused womb.
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Amala came back from Goa trip abruptly as she is not comfortable with that environment and also the way Ramesh, Kishore fucked a stranger there made her cry.. Payal tried to convince her that these things are common now a days, but Amala being a village girl couldn’t digest the vast cultural shift
Anil came back from office in the evening and saw Amala alone in the house.. where are others ?
He went to her room and knocked on the door and asked “Amala.. where are the rest ? I thought you guys went for 4 days and you came back so quickly.. what happened dear ?”
Amala got up from her bed and hiding her tears, didn’t want to tell the truth..”Uncle.. I want to go to my village for few days.. I want to see my papa..”
Even though she is not crying but her voice is shaking.. Anil realized she became home sick.. He called his friend Ashok and put the phone on speaker
“rey Anil. How are you ? after so many days..”
“Ashok.. I thought you will ask about your daughter Amala first”
“Anil.. when she is in your safe hands, why should I worry.. any problem ?”
“talk to her”
“papa.. I want to see you.. urgently.. we are getting one week holidays next week.. I want to come there”
“Amala.. your wish.. I also want to see you Amala..”
“I am booking tickets then”
“one sec.. rey Anil.. why don’t your family also come for few days here..”
“Ashok..i have foreign delegates coming next week.. I cant come..”
“Anil.. then send others”
“Ashok.. they are not kids.. you only talk to them and convince.. I don’t have any problem if they want to go.. in fact I wanted Payal to experience the rural culture and behave like a proper traditional girl like Amala”
“rey Anil.. don’t judge her by her looks and dress.. anyway she would also like to enjoy the village environment.. I will call them and invite.. Amala, till then don’t book the tickets”
“papa.. lets do one thing.. I and Jaya aunty will come first.. Payal, Ramesh can come directly from Goa”
“Goa ?”
“Haa.. papa.. they are in Goa”
“ok.. then you and Jaya aunty can come first.. I will call her later “
“ok Anil.. take care.. good night”
“good night Anil.. good night Amala”
Amala is happy now.. hugging uncle she says “uncle.. I am so happy now.. I want to give you a treat”
“Treat ? what treat ?”
“Uncle.. I will take you out for dinner and then to movie.. any way tomorrow is weekend..”
“cool.. good idea..”
“uncle.. can I ask you one thing ?”
“haa.. why are you hesitating ?”
“aunty always go to movie with her friends.. I never saw both of you going together”
“beti..she has her life.. I have my life.. and we have a common life.. I will never intrude into her personal life”
“but she is your wife right”
“so what.. I have trust on her.. she also has the same trust on me..”
“can I ask you some thing ?”
“ask baby.. “
“she has her personal space.. fine.. so she goes to her friends place.. hang out with her friends husbands ? you don’t mind ?”
“Amala.. marriage doesn’t mean we suppress our natural instincts and hidden desires.. if I think like that how can even kiss you dear ?”
“uncle.. this .. you are doing in your own house and in front of her.. but what she may be doing is in her friends place and not in your presense..”
“doesn’t matter dear.. I trust her.. if she is satisfying her urge and desires.. who am I to stop it”
“what if you accidentally watched her being fucked by your friend in his house ? sorry to ask all these questions”
“hahaha.. Amala.. she has her own choices to make… we are all adults.. if you start suspecting your partner .. then there wont be any life”
She became silent and started thinking about what she saw in Goa.. Ramesh, Kishore fucking a stranger girl.. If whatever uncle is saying makes sense.. that too under the pious relation of marriage system.. what authority she has on Kishore, Ramesh to suspect their intentions ? did I not move with papa, uncle ? As she got clarity, she hugged uncle and said “lets get ready for dinner date uncle.. its my treat.. I got my scholarship granted and got money in my account.. this is all due to your help in getting me seat in prestigious AI/ML course..”
Anil hugged her tight and kissed her on forehead and says “lets have a party then.. will be ready in 5 minutes.. any way you girls will take atleast half hour to be ready”.. she playfully gives a small pat on his chest and replies “uncle.. we are going for dinner date.. I should atleast look pretty right ? give me 15 min”
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