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

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 105

Api wore an incredibly sexy dress, a mixture of different colors with a lot of brown and with black tights that clung to her thighs and entire legs. With every step, her mamme were swaying as if they would tear the shirt and come out. The bra lifted her mamme up, and the cleavage was so deep that more than half of her mamme were visible.

"How do I look?" Api asked, swaying her mamme.

My balls had tightened just by looking at her. My lips went dry. What could I say? You look like a firecracker, no, an atom bomb.

"What happened? Tell me," she insisted.

I cleared my throat. "Api, isn't this a little too sexy? I mean, odd?"

"What's odd, yaar? Girls in the city all wear dresses like this," Api said with a pout.

"But we are going to the village," I reminded her.

"So what? My silly brother, this is fashion."

"Ohhh, so this is fashion. It's very good," I said. "I think I will definitely get into a fight today."

"Why?"

"Because people will tease you after seeing you in this dress, and I'll have to fight."

Api started laughing loudly at my words. "Yaar, this is routine in the city. You'll see how many girls you'll find wearing such dresses. But you didn't tell me how I look."

"A firecracker," the word escaped my mouth without my consent.

"You village boy, village boy," she teased. Seeing her mood change, I felt relieved that her seriousness was only due to her pain.

"How is your back pain now?" I asked.

"Hmmmm, it's fine," she said. "I took a tablet; it's new now."

"Hmm, that's good. If it's not okay, tell me. I'll massage your back in the village."

"Let's see," she replied. "Come on, let's go now."

We left the house, got a rickshaw, and reached the bus stand. Whoever saw Api just kept staring at her. How can a girl have such magnificent mamme? One or two boys even followed us, but when I glared at them with a furious look, they disappeared.

Then we took the tickets and got on the bus. Api was in front, and I was behind her. While getting on, I was fully pressed against Api from behind. Pressing against Api's body in this dress was a different kind of pleasure. I had pushed my lund into Api's hot ass many times by the time we reached the seat.

First, Api sat down on the seat, and I also sat down.

"Api, I want to sit on the window seat," I said.

"What's the use?" she asked. "This is an air-conditioned bus, and the windows won't open."

"No, I like looking outside," I told her.

"Okay, then come here," she said.

"You get up," I replied. Api got up and stood. I got up, went behind Api, grabbed her by the waist, and pressed my lund into her ass with all my might. I held it for a moment, and then I rubbed my lund against her butt cheeks while moving to my seat.

Api had felt my lund well. I knew that Api was also getting used to the touch of my lund. When such a strong lund rubs against an ass and pussy repeatedly, how long can a pussy stay away from that lund? Besides, Api's dress was such that anyone could grab her and fuck her anywhere.

The journey started. Api had made me hot again. Our bodies were touching repeatedly. Above all, Api's mamme were swaying with the jerks of the bus, which was also making my lund sway.

"When does your college start?" Api asked.

"Just in a few days," I replied. "Some people's classes have started, but ours haven't yet."

"Then you must be having a lot of fun," she said.

"Hmmmm, I am," I agreed. "Now that you've come, there will be even more."

"Look now," she said. "See the importance of your big Api." Then she continued, "Yaar, I am thinking of something."

"What?" I asked.

"I will find a girl for you in the city, an educated, modern one."

"Oh, leave it, Api," I told her. "These city girls can't settle in the village. You do one thing, find a village girl like yourself."

"Waaa," she said. "Since when have I become a village girl?"

I laughed. "Api, you came to the city after marriage, but you used to live in the village before."

"Then a girl like me would be a city girl," she replied. "And why do you like one just like me?"

I pinched Api's cheek and said, "Because my Api is very cute."

"Hmmmm," she said. "Tell me, why did you call me a firecracker? You don't call a big sister that."

"Api, I said that as a joke," I replied.

"Hmmmm, okay," she said. "By the way, what does 'firecracker' mean?"

"Firecracker means that..." I trailed off.

"That what?" she asked, connecting her lower leg to mine.

"That... mmmmmmm... it means hot," I answered.

"Seriously?" she asked. "Do I look hot to you?" This time, Api showed her mamme in such a way that I was left twitching.

"No, you don't," I said.

"Then why did you call me a firecracker?" she persisted. "A joke is also the voice of the heart, so if you called me hot in a joke, you meant it from the heart."

"Api, you twist the words so much," I said.

"Then why don't you tell me why you called me hot?" she demanded.

"You were looking hot in this dress, that's why I said it," I admitted.

"What's in this dress that I started looking hot to my own brother?" she asked.

"Everything is visible from it," I said, looking at her magnificent mamme. Api saw where my eyes were and dbangd her net dupatta over her boobs, but a net dupatta couldn't hide those chests.

"Is everything visible?" she asked.

"Everything means everything," I confirmed.

"What is everything?" she asked.

"Everything means this," I said, pointing towards her mamme.

"Aren't you ashamed to say that?" she asked.

"I just told you the truth," I said.

"Go away, I won't talk to you," she said.

"Ohhh, my dear sister, I was just joking," I said. "You don't look hot at all." I turned toward her, hugged her, and pressed her mamme under my arms.

"Leave me, people are watching," she said.

"So what?" I said. "I'm just hugging my Api."

She laughed loudly. "People hug their wives like that."

"Yes," I said. "When I have a wife, I'll hug her like this."

"You want to hug a wife so much," she teased.

"Api, leave it, be on one side," I said.

The journey went by with such fun and games. After getting on the village bus, I once again got to touch Api's mamme and ass, and then we reached the village. As soon as we reached home, Ammi hugged Api, and everyone was happy to meet her. Samina had made biryani and some other things that we all ate with pleasure. In the evening, I was standing on the roof when Samina also came.

"Seems like you had a lot of fun with Api," Samina said.

"Yes, a little," I replied.

"I think a worm is also bothering Api," Samina continued. "That's why she came wearing such sexy and naked clothes."

"If it is, then it's good," I said. "It will be good for us."

"You are always after a new girl," she said.

"Api is an old one, yaar," I replied. "And don't be jealous. I fuck your vagina every season, don't I?" Hearing me, Samina started to laugh loudly.

"Jealous? I wouldn't even be jealous in my shoes," she said. "Yeah, this is fine." I said, squeezing her mamme.

"Did you have fun taking Asma's ass?" she asked.

"Yes, a lot," I replied.

"Ohhhh, hmmmm," she said. "Would you like to take Api's ass, too?"

"Hay, what kind of sister is it that doesn't understand her brother's problem?" I said. Samina grabbed my lund and, pulling it, said, "The problem is not with you, but with this dick. Which day do I give it to you?"

"If you cut it, then what will you take in your pussy?" I asked.

"I'll take something in my pussy anyway," she said. Then, leaning against me, she asked, "Will you fuck my pussy today?"

"Why? What's special about today?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said. "I just feel like getting my pussy fucked."

"Okay, I'll fuck it," I said.

"Don't you feel like taking mine now?" she asked.

"I do," I replied. "Why?"

"I just felt so," she said.

"You're crazy," I said. "I love you the most. And yaar, I need to take a break from sex for a few days. My back is hurting now."

"Wally, my brave brother has become weak," Samina said. "If Api shows her mamme a little, you will climb on top of me tonight."

"If I don't climb on you, then who will I climb on?" I asked.

"Leave it," she said. "And yes, take a break for a few days. Too much sex is not good either."

"Thanks, my dear sister," I said, pinching Samina's cheek. Then we came down, talking. As soon as we reached downstairs, Asma surrounded me.

"Why are you two giving each other so many kisses?" Asma asked.

"You also do it," I said.

"My ass is still hurting," Asma said.

"I'll fuck it two or three times, and it will be okay," I said, putting my hand on Asma's ass. Then I went into the room. Asma also came into the room behind me. And as she entered, she grabbed my lund.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" I asked.

Asma twisted my lund hard, and a moan escaped my mouth.

"So much anger?" I asked.

"If you ask pointless questions, you will get angry," Asma replied.

"Teasingly," "You are so much younger than me, and you have no respect for elders," I said.

"We have had sex naked in every style," she said. "What respect is there now? Now you are my lover, and I am yours."

"Mine, or this one's?" I asked, pressing the hand she had on my lund.

"Both," she said. Saying this, she brought her lips close to mine, and I started sucking her lips. Asma was also talking while sucking my lips.

"The fire you lit," Asma said. "Now that fire doesn't let me breathe in peace."

"What does the fire say?" I asked. Asma pulled my lund hard, sucked my lips, and said, "It wants this."

I again took her lip in my mouth and, rubbing her pussy over her shalwar and trying to push my fingers in, I said, "If it wants it, then give it. Who has stopped you?"

"Api has come today," Asma said, pulling my hand back from her pussy. "Don't light more fire now, or it will be difficult to get through the night." Saying this, she took a kiss and went outside.

After Asma left, I started thinking. What a resolution you have, Chohan. When there are four pussys in the house, the resolution goes to hell. I should think of some other solution for Billy.

At night, Nori's message came. "Where were you busy?" she asked. "You didn't contact me, and you didn't reply to my text either." I told her that I had gone to pick up Api, and we would meet tomorrow. Then we turned off the chat. I never liked chatting much from the beginning; I was more into calling.

After spending some time in the room, I went outside. Api, Ammi, and Khala were talking and laughing. Asma and Samina were probably in the kitchen. I also went to the kitchen. I grabbed Asma from her bent waist and pressed my lund into her ass.

"Uffff," Asma moaned. "Now a few days will be difficult."

"Hmmmm, so?" I asked.

"We'll find a solution for this, too," Asma said. Samina also laughed at Asma's words. I saw something fishy.

"What solution will you find?" I asked.

"We'll do something for fun," she said, slapping Samina's pussy.

Seeing their fun, I came out of the kitchen and sat near Api and everyone else. The time passed like that, and I went to sleep early at night.

It must have been midnight when I felt someone lying on top of me. I pushed her off me and said, "Kon?"

"It's me," I heard Khala's voice.

"Khala, what are you doing?" I asked.

"It's been so many days, and you haven't given me a lift," Khala said.

"Actually, I'm not feeling well," I replied.

"Your health is fine," she said. "You fuck the girls every day." I was startled at Khala's words.

"What do you mean 'girls'?" I asked.

"It means that I know everything," Khala said.

"What do you know?" I asked.

"Should I tell you?" she asked. "I've seen a lot." Hearing Khala, I got scared. Had Khala found out about me and Asma and Samina's fucking? I asked to confirm.

"Khala, tell me, what are you saying?" I asked.

"I know everything," Khala said. "And now peacefully fuck my pussy. We can do the rest of the talking later."

"I don't understand what you're saying," I said. "If you want to get your pussy fucked, then get it fucked like this." I was completely scared in my heart and thinking about how and where Khala had seen us fucking. We never fucked in her presence.

Khala put one hand in my shalwar and started squeezing my lund. While squeezing my lund, she said, "Everyone wants such a strong lund, so who can stay away from taking it?"

"Khala, what are you saying?" I said. "I haven't fucked any girl."

"Oh, really?" she said. "And you fucked my ass the first day?" Khala's squeezing of my lund had made my lund hard. Instead of answering my question, Khala took off my shalwar, moved between my legs, and started sucking my lund. The hot touch of Khala's tongue started to make me crazy, and I forgot everything and focused on Khala. I grabbed her head and started moving my lund in her mouth. Khala was sucking my lund with great force.

After sucking my lund, Khala took off my shirt and became naked on top. Her big mamme started to sway. Then Khala also took off my shalwar. Now there was no cloth on her body. Then she put her feet on the sides of my hips, grabbed my lund with one hand, and sat on my lund. The entire lund went inside Khala's pussy. After taking the whole lund in, Khala put her hands on my chest, lifted her pussy, and hit it on my lund again. Pachhhhh. Then Khala lifted her ass and... Pach, Pachhhh, Pachh.

And then Khala started to fuck hard. I grabbed Khala's swaying mamme.

"Aaaahhh, ummmmm, your lund goes so deep," Khala said. "Once you take it, the thirst increases even more. Uffffffff. What do you eat that you have made such a cruel lund? I didn't get the pleasure of fucking with my husband my whole life that I got by climbing on this lund of yours." Thap. "See how it goes all the way to my stomach. Hay, I'm dead, ufffffff. It's so much fun. Hay, squeeze my mamme hard. Uffffff."

"But all the fun is on this lund of yours." Then Khala's breathing became fast.

I took Khala off me, laid her down, lifted her legs, and started fucking hard.

"Today, I'll tear you apart, you bitch," I said. "I'll quench the fire of your pussy properly today."

"Aàh, quench it. Uffffff, ouiiiii, ssssss." I kept opening Khala's pussy hard.

"Ufffff," I said. "Now tell me whose vagina I have fucked. Take this; I'll fuck yours too, hard."

"Aaah, it's so much fun," Khala moaned.

Then I folded Khala and pushed my lund into her pussy so hard that Khala started to scream. With the forceful jerks, Khala finished quickly, but my work was still going on.

"Aaaaah, stop now," Khala said. "Oooooh, when will this bull's water come out?"

"When the thirst of your pussy is quenched, it will come out," I said. "You will be fucked all night today."

"Ufffff, hay," she said. "There is no life left in these old bones."

"You have such a big desire for this dick," I said. Then I turned Khala over, pushed my dry lund into her ass, and gave such a hard jerk that Khala really had a bad time.

"Fuck me gently, you bastard," she said. "You're fucking me thinking I'm a donkey."

"Ufffffff," I said. "What an ass both of you have." Suddenly, Asma's ass also came to my mind. She also squeezed my lund from the inside in the same way.

"Both of you, meaning?" Khala asked. I gave a hard jerk and when my balls hit her ass, I said, "This is what I mean. This is what I mean. This is what I mean." And then I fucked Khala so hard that she remembered her grandmother. And then I shot my semen into Khala's ass and lay on top of her.

"Thank God you finished," Khala said. "You are a complete bull. You intentionally gave me pain today." I kissed Khala's neck and said, "This is not pain, this is fire, the fire that your words lit."

"Then you'll have to light this fire every day," she said.

"Hmmmm," I replied. "Now tell me, whose fucking were you talking about?"

"Look how the arrow hit the target," Khala said. "I was just joking. This means you really fuck some girl."

"Even if I do, what will you do?" I asked.

"What will I do?" she asked. "Just keep me cool too."

"You are very naughty, Khala," I said. "Go now, lest someone comes."

"Who's coming?" she asked.

"My lund has become tight again, so I won't finish quickly either," I said.

"That's good," she said.

"Just now, your ass was bursting," I said.

"I was saying that for fun," she said.

"Ohhbbb, Khala, you are a complete machine," I said. "Come on, now I have to sleep."

"You bastard," she said. "I gave you my pussy, and you won't even thank me?"

"Why should I?" I asked. "You should say thanks. My water came out. What did you lose?"

"And my ass that tore?" she asked.

"Okay, thanks," I said. "Go now." Hearing me, Khala got up, put on her clothes, pinched my cheek, and left. After Khala left, I couldn't sleep. What was this resolution not to fuck? pussys were after me. Then I don't know when I fell asleep in these thoughts.

In the morning, Samina woke me up. "Why, brother, aren't you going for a run today?" she asked. "The alarm has been ringing for so long, and you haven't gotten up." Hearing Samina, I got up. I was about an hour late. Then I quickly put on my shorts and went outside. I was not in the mood for running after fucking last night. After walking for a while, I went to the mansion. Thankfully, no one was there yet. Then a special exercise suddenly came to my mind that my father had taught me. It had special moves. It was a kind of karate. My father had told me to use these moves when the opponent is strong. The thought of that exercise came to my mind, and I felt at peace. I started practicing it with full concentration. Now I was not in much danger from Billy. I was sure that he would not have a counter for this move. My excitement started to increase with the exercise, and I worked on it a lot today. Then I sat for a while, took long breaths, did some light yoga, and started walking toward home.

As soon as I reached Nazia's house, I saw Nazia standing at the door talking to a kid. As soon as Nazia's eyes fell on me, they lit up. She examined my body with a longing look. Because of the fresh exercise, my arm muscles and chest were more visible, and her eyes were constantly running over my body. Our eyes met. There was a mischievousness in her eyes and a smile on her face. I went closer and said, "If you have any work, give me a chance to serve you."

"Oh my god," Nazia said. "People start doing something else under the pretext of service."

"But we haven't done anything else yet," I said. Nazia had hidden her mamme in her dupatta, and she also had a dupatta on her head. Her simplicity had attracted me.

"If you get a chance, you'll do everything," she said.

"Then test me," I said. "I won't do anything today."

"No, baba," she said. "I can't take this risk now." Saying this, she looked inside. I went and stood right next to her. As soon as Nazia turned her face towards me, I was standing very close to her.

"Hey, what is this bad manners?" Nazia asked. "Can't you stand a little further away?"

"When there is a fountain of sweet water in front, how can a thirsty person stop?" I asked.

"Don't give me so many dialogues and go on your way," she said. I looked around. The alley was empty.

"Move away a little," I said. "I have to meet Ammi."

"Ammi is not home," she said, standing in the middle of the door. I looked into her eyes and kept looking for a while. Nazia also looked into my eyes without blinking.

"Won't you let me in?" I asked.

"I think you will leave me with a bad name," she said.

"Are you so afraid of having a bad name?" I asked.

"Yes, of course," she said. "People are sitting with eyes all over."

"Are you afraid of people?" I asked.

"Yes, you should be afraid," she said. Nazia's words were one thing, but her eyes were telling a different story. In her eyes was that same special kind of thirst, a call that was giving me courage and forcing me to move forward. I knew that her shell would not last long. She had already melted to a great extent.

I brought my face close to her face, and she also stood still. Her breath touched mine. "You are very beautiful, Nazia," I said. "And I have fallen for you." Hearing me, Nazia gave a deep, charming smile, and then she closed the door.

"You've closed this door, but how will you stop me from entering your heart?" I asked. Hearing me, a shine appeared in her eyes visible through the crack of the door, and I stared at those eyes and moved on. My conscience made me feel a little ashamed for having an eye on someone's wife, but I quickly put my conscience to sleep.