Incest Jawani Ka Nasha (The intoxication of youth) by naemchohan

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 79

After my release, I continued to lie there, clutching khala's soft body. A calm coolness had spread through my body after I had let go on khala's pussy. I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, anti was not next to me. The sun had already risen.

I went down and took a bath. Khala was also there, sitting on the veranda after her bath. She had spread her wet hair over her waist, and a towel was wrapped under her hair. The ends of the towel were resting on the upper part of her breasts from both shoulders.

Khala looked very fresh. Her round face looked very beautiful. Her dress was a little tighter than before, due to which khala's breasts were visible quite a lot. I looked at her breasts. The breasts that had felt very soft last night were now tight. It was a miracle of her bra, which had lifted her breasts.

A lot of her breasts were visible from her open collar. Khala was looking at me. A smile spread on her face when she found me staring at her breasts. I went and sat next to her.

"You got up very late," khala said, laughing. "I think you had a lot of dreams last night."

"Khala, you get to know about my dreams even before me," I said.

"Yes, look," she said. "It's a matter of love, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is," I said. "Did I not do any weird things again last night?"

"Who knows?" khala said. "I was asleep."

"Khala, doesn't uncle come into your dreams?" I asked.

"Don't even take his name, that useless man's," she said.

"Why, khala?" I asked. "Why shouldn't I take your husband's name? Don't you miss him?"

"Miss?" she said. "I have gotten stuck with him. It's difficult to get rid of him. Leave his talk. You tell me, did you not see any dream again?"

I laughed. "Who knows, khala, you might have come into my dreams as my bride."

Khala looked at me with sharp eyes. "Naughty boy, why would I come? Some girl of your age will come. A cute, beautiful one, just like you."

"Khala, you are also beautiful," I said.

"Don't flatter me," she said. "Where is the beauty now? The age is passing."

"Khala, why do you have a fight with uncle?" I asked.

"Leave it," she said. "It's nothing special." Then Asma came with the food. I looked at Asma. She was wearing the same dress from yesterday. I was in the mood for a sexy dress. Ammi was not visible. Maybe she was outside, and Samina was in the kitchen. I and khala had breakfast together. Asma took the dishes and went away. I and khala were sitting alone.

"Khala, your hair is very beautiful," I said, playing with khala's long hair.

Khala gave an artificial look of anger. "You won't stop."

"Khala, I also want a girl with such hair," I said.

"Okay," khala said. "I will find one like that for my son. Go inside and bring a comb. I have to comb my hair." I went inside, brought a comb, and sat behind khala. I held khala's hair and said, "Khala, should I comb your hair?"

"Yes," she said. "You do it." Khala was sitting with one knee folded and the other spread out on the cot.

"Khala, sit straight a little," I said. Khala folded both her knees and sat down. I spread my legs behind khala and took khala between my thighs, and then I folded my knees. My cooled-down cock touched khala's hips. I held khala's hair and started to comb. My cock was slowly getting hard. After last night's incident, I was not so scared of khala because I had understood that khala also needed a cock, and the touch of a cock was not bad for her.

"Am I doing it right?" I asked.

"Hmmmmmm," khala hummed.

I moved my hand on khala's cheeks, moved her hair away, and moved my hand on her round neck. It was a lot of fun to touch khala like this.

"Okay," khala said. "Now I will lean back a little. You make a bun with my hair."

"Okay, lean back," I said. Khala leaned back, and her waist touched my wide chest, as if I had hugged khala from behind. My eyes fell on khala's breasts, and my throat became dry. From her open collar, khala's breasts were visible deep inside, which were trapped in a skin-colored bra. I kept looking at khala's breasts for a long time. Below, my hard cock was trying to make a hole in khala's waist.

Then I tied her hair on her head, and khala sat up straight.

Khala pulled my cheek. "Thank you, son."

"What's the thank you for?" I said, looking at khala's breasts. "I am always ready to serve you." Khala turned her face toward me and sat down. I was wearing a trouser and shirt. My hard cock was clearly visible. Khala's attention also went to it, but I did not try to hide it. For a long time, I kept chatting with khala like this. Then Samina and Asma cleaned the house. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I went out, and Kashif was at the door.

"Hello, Kashi," I said. "How are you?"

"I am fine," Kashi said. "You tell me. I have an important thing to talk to you about. That's why I came to you."

"Give the order, friend," I said.

"Come on," Kashi said. "Let's go outside and sit." I went outside with Kashi. Kashi was one of my few friends in the village. We sat down under a tree.

Kashi said, thinking. "I don't understand, yaar. How do I start the conversation?"

"Speak openly," I said. "You are my friend. Tell me what's the problem."

"The thing is like this, yaar," Kashi said.

"Don't worry," I said. "Just tell me what's the problem."

"Yaar, you know I have two sisters," Kashi said. "One is married, and the other is doing a private BA. She goes to the next village to study. The son of the Chaudhry of that village is bothering her. We have gone and made him understand once or twice, but he has not stopped. He says he wants to marry my sister, and if we refuse, it won't be good. And you know I am the only brother, and they are five brothers. Yesterday, I challenged them, and they beat me up badly. Now if I have any friend in the village, it's you, yaar. I am very scared that we might get a bad name. That's why I came to you. I know if there is any man of his match, it's you," he said in a crying tone.

"Who are you talking about?" I asked.

"Nadir, the son of Chaudhry Hamid," he said.

"Ohhh, that asshole," I said. "They are really mean people. But you don't worry. Amir Chauhan has left the sport, but he has not forgotten how to be a friend." Then I started to ask him for the details. The thing was that I would talk to Nadir once. If he understood, then it was good; otherwise, we would find another solution. After that, I consoled Kashi and came home. As soon as I entered the house, there was a fun scene in front of me.

Asma was standing on the veranda, wearing a tight dress. She was leaning down and drying her wet hair with a towel, which were falling on her face. The thing that was making me crazy was her tight kurti, which was clinging to her stomach and showing her sexy figure of her waist and stomach. The kurti was between her thighs after her stomach, and the outer side of her thighs was visible. It meant that the kurti's length was failing to hide her sexy thighs. Asma's round thighs were amazingly sexy. In her soft, separate, tight pajamas, she looked like a firecracker.

Then, in the next moment, she cast a spell on me. She shook her head with a grace, and her hair flew and fell on her waist. And over her sexy stomach, her round breasts jumped with grace and started to move up and down. Those breasts, trapped in a red-colored bra with flowers on it, looked extremely sexy. She was wearing a light sky-colored dress, which was so thin that the flowers on her bra were clearly visible. Below, her fair body was shining through the clothes. Her round navel was looking very sexy and was clearly visible. Seeing her thighs trapped in a tight pajama, I felt like putting my cock in her thighs right now. She looked at me with a carefree look and said, "Bhaiya, are you here?"

"Hmmmmm, I am here," I said.

"Bhaiya, if you look at me like this, you will give me the evil eye," Asma said.

"Beautiful things get the evil eye by force," I said.

"What kind of beauty have you seen, sir?" she asked.

"The one standing in front of me," I said.

"Bhaiya, you should not joke with your sisters like this," Asma said, laughing. I was still staring at her sexy body shamelessly. Then Samina also came outside. She was also looking like a firecracker. A peach-colored tight sexy dress, an open collar, and her round, fat breasts were enough to make my cock hard.

"What are you guys talking about?" Samina asked.

"Nothing special," Asma said. "Just bhaiya is staring at me."

"Where is my brother staring?" Samina asked.

"At many wrong places," Asma said, and then she laughed.

"Bhaiya, Asma says your brother is very boring," Samina said. "You guys don't even play or have fun in the house."

"Why, Asma, is it true?" I asked.

"Hmmmmmm," Asma said, laughing.

"Hmmmm, this is all Samina's mischief," I said, lunging toward Samina. "I will fix you now." Samina ran and stood behind Asma. I moved forward quickly and, taking Asma in the middle, held Samina with both hands. Uffffffffff. Aaaaaaahhhhhh. I had hugged Asma. Her hard breasts, trapped in her bra, were pressed against my chest, and her sexy stomach was joined to my stomach. What happened was that my one hand went from Asma's left side and the other from her right side and rested on Samina. Both my hands were on Samina's shoulders. Now Asma was trapped between me and Samina. And I was taking full advantage of this situation. Samina was trying to get her shoulder away from me, and I, on the pretext of holding her, was rubbing my cock on Asma's pussy with full force. It was a lot of fun in this pull and tug. Then Samina winked at me and signaled with her eyes that we were on the veranda. I, holding them both like this, went to the veranda, and Samina pushed Asma hard, and we both fell on the cot. I was below, and Asma was on top of me. Ufffffff, what a pleasure that was from that hot body. I rubbed my cock on her pussy to my heart's content and touched her breasts with my chest.

"My heart is wanting to lie like this only," I said.

Asma's eyes widened. "Bhaiyaaaa." Then I put my hands in Asma's armpits and, holding her from her sides, moved her to the side and ran toward Samina. Samina, swaying her butt, went inside. I went to the bed and held her from behind. My hands were on her stomach, and my cock was going into her soft butt. I pressed my cock in her butt with force and lifted Samina up by holding her stomach.

"I will lift you up and throw you down now," I said.

"Asma, save me," Samina said. I lifted Samina and threw her on the bed and climbed on her butt and sat down. Asma started to tickle me in my armpit from behind. I left Samina and held Asma by the waist and threw her on the bed. And I sat on her pussy. Now Asma was lying under me. Asma started to push me away by hitting my chest. And I did the same to her. My hands fell on her breasts. One of her breasts came in each of my hands. Asma held my hands on her breasts and pulled them to her sides, so my balance was lost, and my mouth went straight on Asma's soft, velvety breasts. For a moment, I forgot everything. The unique fragrance of Asma's body went into my brain. And I, drowned in that fragrance, kept lying there with my mouth on her breasts. Asma had also become stiff. This pose would have lasted for a while, but Samina's voice came.

"Bhaiya, that is not milk for you to drink." I lifted my mouth from her breasts and looked into Asma's eyes. Asma had also forgotten everything and was staring into my eyes with a lot of love. I started to drown in her eyes. Her breathing had become fast, due to which a lot of her breasts were becoming naked from her collar when she breathed. Her soft thighs were pressed between my thighs, and my cock was pressed on her stomach. Uffffffffffff. There was a wonderful pleasure in lying on her. It was a wonderful intoxication. The way Asma's face was turning red with my force was looking so lovely that I uncontrollably felt like kissing her. Asma bit her lips with a very sexy style and then said, "Mmmmmm, get up now. You are very heavy. Oh my, I will die." I somehow stopped myself from kissing her lips. Although I could see that even if I had kissed her lips, she would not have said no. I got up from her and sat down.

Samina said, chirping. "There was a lot of romance happening between you two."

I said, angrily. "Romance? She is like my sister."

"Your eyes are saying something else," Samina said. "You were not even taking the name of getting off Asma. Thank God ammi and khala are not home."

"Where are they?" I asked.

"They have gone to the next village," Samina said.

"Hmmmm, that's good," I said.

"Come on, let's play a game," Samina said.

"Which game?" I asked.

"We are three," Samina said. "So we will tie a blindfold on one person's eyes. That person will search for the other two. And after searching, that person will touch their body and smell their fragrance to guess their name. If the person guesses the right name, then another person will be blindfolded, and they will search." I, in my heart, became convinced of Samina's naughtiness. What a thought she had. I thought in my heart, on this pretext, I will fuck your pussy today.

"Okay," I said. "But who will be blindfolded first?"

"Definitely you," Asma said.

"Oooooooooh," I said. "Okay, fine."

"I will tie the blindfold on your eyes," Samina said. "And then we both will stand against the wall in front of you. Then you will touch us and smell us to identify us."

"Okay," I said. I, in my heart, understood that this was not a game. It was just an excuse to get their breasts pressed, so that we could have some fun and maintain the respect of our relationship. Samina tied a blindfold on my eyes. And then she said, snapping her fingers, "We are standing against the wall in front of you. Come on." I was going crazy thinking about the fun of the coming moments. My cock had become badly hard. I knew they must be looking at my cock. With every step I took, the hardness of my cock was increasing. Then my hands hit the wall. I started to grope the wall. In the next moment, a soft mound came into my hand. It was a breast. I moved my hand forward, and there was another breast. I held both breasts in my hands. The breasts were trapped in a soft bra. I started to rub the breasts in my hands with a lot of force. 

Then I moved my hand below the breasts and on her stomach. Her soft stomach was covered with soft clothes. I massaged her whole stomach with my hand. Then my hands went to her thighs. I knelt down. I moved my mouth toward the body standing in front of me. My mouth went and hit her pussy, which was between her thighs. The body shivered a little. Then I pressed my mouth on her stomach and started to smell her wonderful fragrance. It was a lot of fun. I got up, smelling that hot body, and my mouth went and stopped on her soft breasts. I kept my mouth on her breasts for a while. Then I joined my nose and lips to her neck. How could I forget this body? This was my life, my Samina's body. Even after identifying her, I started to move my hands on Samina's body. I placed one hand on Samina's breast and moved the other hand forward. My hand fell on Asma's stomach. That soft stomach, uff. I moved forward and placed both my hands on her stomach. 

And I started to move my hands on her stomach. I sometimes moved my hand on her sides and sometimes in the middle. Then I slowly moved my hands and placed them on her melons, which were trapped in her bra. A wonderful lust spread through my body. Asma's bra was a little thick. I pressed her breasts with full force and then kept pressing them wildly. Asma stood silently, but her breathing had become fast. I joined my whole body with Asma's. My cock went and hit her pussy. I, drowned in lust, pressed my cock in her pussy with force. Then I placed my lips on her neck and started to rub my lips on her neck. Asma's breathing was becoming faster and faster. I slowly bit her chin with my lips. Asma's hot breaths were making my body fly in the air. Then I slowly placed my hot lips on her lips. Asma's body became badly restless. 

She lost control over herself, and in the next moment, her tongue, making a way in my lips, came and hit my tongue. And I, like a thirsty camel, started to suck the juice of her tongue, without thinking about what Asma would think about me. The girl standing in front of me could also be my sister. Asma also drank the juice of my lips. My hands slipped from her breasts and went to her waist and then to her twisted, soft butt. I started to have fun with the kisses by moving my hands on her hot butt. My hands sometimes moved on her hips and sometimes on her round, soft thighs. Then I left her and went back. I held Asma's breast in one hand and Samina's in the other and started to press both of their breasts at the same time. I was having a lot of fun in this game. They were standing joined together. I held both of their breasts and put my cock between their thighs and started to rub it slowly while pressing their breasts. Suddenly, they both got their breasts away and disappeared. Then Samina's voice came.

"Bhaiya, it took you so much time, and you didn't even get to know."

"It has just started," I said. "Where did the time go?"

"No, bhaiya," Samina said. "It's not that late. You have to tell us quickly."

"Now I will only get to know after checking your bodies," I said.

"You have checked for so long," Samina said. "You didn't get to know anything."

"Come on, let me try one more time," I said.

"Okay," Samina said. "Come and find us."

"This time, you guys lean on the bed and stand facing away from me," I said. "Then I will check from behind and tell you."

"Bhaiya, if you don't get to know from behind, how will you get to know from the front?" Asma asked.

"I will," I said. "It's my job." I had already gotten to know that Asma was also ready to get fucked by me, so what was there to be scared of? That's why I wanted to have fun with their butts now.

"Come on, tell me how should I stand with the bed?" Samina asked.

"Put your hands on the corner of the bed and stand leaning down," I said.

"Bhaiya, what is this?" Samina asked.

"Come on, leave it," I said. "I am not playing the game."

"Okay, fine, don't be angry," Asma said. "We are standing now." Then they had a quiet talk between themselves, and they stood up and said, "Come and identify us." I, hiding the image of Asma's twisted butt in my heart, went to the side of the bed. Soon, my cock went into the cheeks of a soft butt. Uffffffff, what a pleasure that was! I can't describe it. I placed both my hands on the cheeks of her butt and started to have fun by pressing my cock in her butt. Her soft, fat butt, uff. 

I was in a bad state from the pleasure. Until now, I did not know whose butt this was. I kept moving my cock in the cheeks of her butt for a while. Then the butt also started to move. Maybe the butt also got lustful. I pressed my cock in her butt and stopped, and the butt started to move up and down. Ufffffff, what a pleasure that was. I grabbed the cheeks of her butt with my fists and pulled them. Then I moved my hands on her whole waist. Then I pressed my cock in her butt and leaned forward and held her breasts. Uffffffffffffff. This was Samina. Oh, Samina, your body is really amazing. I lovingly kissed Samina's waist and clung to her with full force. 

Then I left Samina and started to look for Asma's butt, who was standing next to her. Asma's butt came into my hand quickly. Waooooooo, it was a little too soft and twisted butt. I quickly left Samina and pressed my cock in Asma's butt. Uffffffffffff. What was this? Because Asma's butt was twisted, its cheeks were bigger and D-shaped. I pressed my cock on her deep cheeks. Ufffffffffffffffff. It was so much fun! More than half of my cock went into Asma's cheeks, and then it hit the hole of her butt. I pressed my cock in her butt with full force. Ufffffff, what a soft butt it was! Its cheeks stuck to my thighs, and a lot of my thighs started to get touched. Wow, Asma's butt was amazing. 

When I moved my hand on the curve that was forming on her waist above her butt, my cock became very hot. I felt like it would release the juice now. I stopped for a while. I was lying on her butt, moving my hands on her waist, and taking pleasure from the touch of her curve. Asma's cheeks were very soft and big. My cock was completely pressed in those two cotton-like balls. It seemed difficult to control my release. I had never gotten so much pleasure by putting my cock in anyone's butt as I was getting by pressing it in Asma's cheeks. I held her cheeks and pressed them hard on my cock. The heat of her cheeks started to melt my cock. I took two or three fast thrusts. Her soft butt did not let me succeed, and my cock got lost in her soft, thick thighs. 

And it released with such a force as if it had to release a whole month's worth of semen today. I leaned forward, hugged Asma, and held her breasts, and I kept releasing my juice on her butt. I was lying on her, wounded. Unaware of the whole world, at that moment, I could only see Asma. I kept lying on her lovingly. Her beautiful body had made me lose myself. We all knew this was not a game; it was a sex game, but everyone was silent and was giving pleasure to their own bodies. Then I composed myself and said, "Asma." With this, Samina's voice came.

"Yahooo, now it's Asma's turn."