Incest Jawani Ka Nasha (The intoxication of youth)

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After the fucking with Gulabo, I entered the house. The party was still going on. I wasn't in the mood to go inside. I was afraid Azra would ask me to dance, and I didn't feel like it. So I sat down on the stairs and waited for the party to end. I had only been sitting for a short time when I saw Rekha coming from the hall. When she reached me, she asked in surprise, "Hey, Amir, what are you doing here? Is everything alright?"

"Yes, it's alright," I said.

"Go inside and sit down," she said.

"No," I said. "I'm not in the mood."

"You haven't made any plans with a girlfriend, have you?" she asked.

"A little dryly, "I don't have any girlfriend, mammi, plsssssss," I said.

"Mmmmmmm," she said. "Why are you so angry?"

"I don't know," I said. Rekha shrugged her shoulders with both hands on her sides and passed by me to go to the roof. A little further up, she stopped and said, "Come to the roof if you're bored."

"You care a lot about my boredom," I said. "You go, mamu must be waiting for you."

"Laughing, "Mmmmmm," she said. "He has gone to convince his ex-wife."

"Oh, okay," I said. "That's why I didn't see him."

"Hmmmm," she said. I remained silent. Hearing that mamu was gone, for a moment, I felt like going to Rekha, but that bitch was so naughty, and I was still angry with her from the morning, so I kept ignoring her.

"Hmmmm, are you in a mood?" she asked. I didn't reply. After a while, I heard her footsteps going up. Ever since she told me that mamu was gone, my heart was being pulled toward her again and again, but my pride was stopping me today. Time passed. The party ended, and everyone started going to their homes. I also got up and went to the hall and then from there straight to the room. Azra and Samina were already there. As soon as Azra saw me, she said, "Hey Bhiyaa, where were you? I was looking for you."

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I was just looking for you. Where did you disappear?"

"I was sitting in the courtyard enjoying the weather," I said.

"Oh, look at this," she said. "The thing to enjoy was inside, and you were outside. It's your wish, brother." Then she said to Samina, "Come on, anti must have made tea. Let's get it." Both of them disappeared from the room. I changed my dress and put on a shirt and trousers and lay down on the bed. Today, I had already fucked two times, first the tailor and now Gulabo, so my fire was quite cool. Azra and Samina came back after a while. I comfortably drank the tea and lay down.

"What's the matter?" Azra asked. "Aren't you going to practice today?"

"What's the point of practicing?" I asked. "You've only taught me two or four jumps so far."

"Yes," she said. "Then a person learns slowly, right? It will take time."

"Because of this time," I said, "the wedding will be over, and we will go home."

"Laughing, "If the wedding is over," she said, "then the need for dancing is also over."

"Oh wow," I said. "Why is that?"

"Then what?" she asked. "Will you dance at your own wedding?"

"Yes," I said. "I will."

"Toba," she said. "You'll do amazing things. Come on, I'll dance at your wedding."

"Come on," I said. "When it happens, we'll see." Azra took off her dupatta and put it to the side and said, "This dress is also not comfortable. A person feels very tight in it."

"Then take it off," I said. "Why are you wearing it?"

"Hmmmmm," she said. "I'm about to take it off." Azra got up and went out of the room. After Azra left, Samina said, "So, Bhiya, how far has it progressed, or is it still just rubbing and rubbing?"

"It's progressing a little," I said.

"Happily, "Oh," she said. "So did you squeeze her chest or not? The bitch has such big breasts."

"Man, Samina," I said. "Today, I squeezed her breasts to my heart's content."

"Really?" she asked.

"Yesss," I said. "And the most fun thing is..."

"Eagerly, "What?" she asked.

"Azra grabbed my cock today," I said.

"Rolling her eyes, "Don't lie, Bhiya," she said.

"I'm telling the truth, man," I said.

"Tell me in detail," she said.

"You and your details, child," I said. "She's about to come. You go to sleep now. You can hear all the details when we go home." Samina made a bad face and pulled the blanket over herself. Azra came back after a while. She was wearing a simple, light-colored dress that was exposing her sexy body. It looked like her breasts would tear the shirt and come out. It was such a tight dress. Azra came inside and bolted the door. She hadn't taken her dupatta, which made her breasts look so beautiful that my cock started getting hard. I was sitting with my back against the bed's headboard and my legs stretched out. Azra came and stopped by the bed. My heart wanted to grab her breasts and keep squeezing them all night. She was looking incredibly sexy at that moment.

"Come on," she said. "Let's practice dancing."

"No, man, Azra," I said. "I'm not in the mood today."

"Why aren't you in the mood today, Amir?" she asked very lovingly.

"I'm in pain," I said, making a face.

"Where?" she asked.

"Where you squeezed me," I said. At first, she didn't understand, and then suddenly, her mouth opened, and she put her hand over her mouth.

"Don't lie," she said.

"Why would I lie?" I asked.

"Is it so delicate?" she asked.

"Yes, and what?" I asked.

"Liar," she said. "It was so hard."

"But you squeezed my balls," I said.

"Which balls?" she asked.

"The ones that are under the long cock, two of them," I said.

"Okay," she said. "Sorry."

"What's the use of sorry now?" I asked.

"So when will the pain go away?" she asked.

"I don't know now," I said.

"You're such a big wrestler," she said. "What can pain do to you? Be a man."

"So," I said. "In the name of being a man, should I get my balls castrated by you?"

"Bhiya, you say such nonsense," she said, moving away from me. I grabbed her arm. Azra turned and looked. Ufffffff, her breast was visible from under her arm in her curvy body. Ufffff, her style took my life.

"Come here," I said. "Sit with me."

"Where here?" she asked.

"Come to my bed," I said. "Let's sit and talk." Azra moved toward my bed. I moved to the side, and she also sat next to me with her back against the bed's headboard. I looked at her neck, and my cock became hard. Her breasts were visible from under her open neckline. And the most fun part was that the black bra she was wearing was the same one I had bought for her today. Azra's breasts were joined together. The line in the middle of them was looking very sexy. The border of her short bra was visible near her tips. My eyes were fixed on her breasts. I lifted my arm and put it around Azra's neck and on her shoulder. This made her breasts come closer to my face. Azra didn't notice my action. One of my legs was joined with her entire leg.

"Azra," I said. "You look like a fairy even in a simple dress."

"Really?" she asked.

"It's a complete truth," I said. "In fact, there's no girl as beautiful as you in the whole family."

"You're just saying that, Bhiya," she said.

"Bhiya again," I said.

"With a pout, "Mmmmm, what can I do?" she said. "It just comes out of my mouth."

"Okay," I said. "Just don't say it when we're alone."

"Okay, Amir's child," she said. This word from her mouth was very sweet to me. I brought my face close to her cheek.

"Why do you call me Amir's child?" I asked.

"My wish," she said. I started playing with her hair with the hand on her shoulder.

"Azra," I said. "You dance very well too."

"I know that," she said. "Only you haven't learned it yet."

"It seems you don't teach from the heart," I said.

"I teach from the heart, Amir's child," she said. She turned her face toward me, and my lips touched her cold cheek.

"Yes, man," I said. "You teach well. I'm just lazy and can't learn." Azra turned her face toward me and, putting her hand under my chin, said, "Don't say that again, Amir." There was so much innocence in her style that I had a hard time stopping myself from kissing her. Then the next blow was fatal for me. She turned toward me and put her head on my chest and said, "You are my best cousin, Bhiya, and also a friend. In fact, you're Amir's child." I put my hand on her waist and hugged her tightly. Her big watermelons stuck to my chest. This moment was only for a few seconds. She straightened up and sat down again. Now, I was gently running my fingers through her hair. She was behaving as if she were my girlfriend. My eyes were wandering over her breasts again and again. My hand slowly came to her delicate neck. I started rubbing her neck with my hand. The moment my hand touched her neck, my cock started getting restless. I slowly took a deep breath and put my leg under her leg. Now her soft thigh came over my knee and between my legs. I was having a lot of fun in this pose. So far, her thigh hadn't touched my cock.

"Man, Azra," I said. "Become my permanent friend."

"I am a permanent friend, right?" she said. "I'm not as close to anyone else as I am to you." My eyes were on her breasts. When she took a breath in, her breasts would swell from her neck. When she breathed out, her breasts would go down, and the border of her bra would become visible.

"Man, Azra," I said. "Did you appreciate my gift or did you throw it away?"

"Oh, look at this," she said. "Why would I throw it away?"

"Then when will you wear it?" I asked.

"With a lot of style, "When my heart wants to, I'll wear it," she said.

"I don't know when your heart will want to," I said. "It would have been good if you had tried it on to see if it's too big or small."

"It's perfect," she said. "You don't worry."

"Did you try it on?" I asked.

"Laughing, "Yes, I did," she said.

"Then how did it feel?" I asked. "It must have looked good on you."

"Of course," she said. "I'm a beauty."

"You are that," I said. Saying this, I tightened my arm, and Azra's cheek touched my cheek. The moment Azra's cheek touched my cheek, I felt a current in my body.

"You're also my best friend," I said.

"Really?" she asked. "Don't you have any friends in the village?"

"No," I said. "No one is better than you. You are the most special friend." The scent of Azra's breath was mixing with mine. I was getting very turned on. I slowly lifted my knee, and Azra's thigh slid and came between my thigh and stomach, and my cock started touching the bottom side of her thigh. I waited for Azra's response. She ignored this. I squeezed her thigh between my thighs while we were talking. My cock was now pressed hard against the bottom of her thigh. I was having a lot of fun. I felt as if Azra were my girlfriend, and she was also behaving that way. The warmth of Azra's cheeks was bothering me a lot. My heart wanted to kiss Azra a lot. Today, Azra was also in a lustful mood. Whether it was her lust or she was ignoring me on purpose, whatever it was, she was coming very close to me, and her every style and every gesture was driving me crazy. Her beauty was enchanting me. And her hot body was keeping me warm even in this cold weather. I made an excuse and removed my hand from her neck and, passing it under her armpit, put it on her soft stomach. Her stomach was very delicate. Her stomach was warm. I kept my hand on her soft stomach for a long time.

"Man, Azra," I said.

"Hmmmmm," she said.

"Will you wear that bra and show it to me?" I asked.

"Mmmmm, no," she said. "That talk again."

"What can I do, man?" I asked. "It just comes out of my mouth again and again."

"Now, it can't be like this," she said. "Does Samina show it to you after wearing it?"

"No," I said. "She doesn't."

"Then why should I show it to you?" she asked.

"What if I say that she does?" I asked. Hearing me, Azra looked at me with wide eyes and then started laughing loudly. And her breasts started dancing inside her shirt. Then she said, laughing, "You're a complete drama queen, Amir. You can say anything."

"I like hearing my name from your mouth," I said.

"Amir," she said. "Amir. Amir."

"Hmmmm," I said. "It felt good."

"So why do you want to see me in a bra?" she asked. "Won't you feel ashamed?"

"I will feel ashamed, but..." I said.

"But what?" she asked. "If you will, you will. And besides, I'll tell you when I wear it."

"Yes," I said. "You must tell me." I said this while looking at her breasts.

"By the way, Azra," I said. "Your size is so amazing. I've never seen such a big size on any girl."

"Samina's is also that big," she said.

"But your waist is smaller than hers, right?" I asked.

"Hmmmmmm," she said. "Mine is small."

"Yours is small and big too," I said.

"Meaning?" she asked.

"Meaning that you're small from the bottom, but you're big from the top," I said. Azra laughed loudly and said, "Shameless."

"What's shameless?" I asked. "It's the truth. They're so big, and they're amazing."

"Amirrrrrrrrr, stop it," she said. "You're taking it a bit too far."

"A bit too far?" I asked. "The milk is with you." Azra laughed at my words.

"Okay, baba," she said. "Let's talk about something else."

"Did you take off the itchy clothes?" I asked.

"Yesss," she said. "I did."

"Good," I said. "By the way, you don't get an itch in these clothes." I said this while looking at her breasts.

"No," she said. "I don't get it in these."

"Show me," I said. "Who knows, you might get it."

"No," she said. "No need."

"Did you dance today?" I asked.

"Yes, I did," she said. "But it wasn't fun."

"Why wasn't it fun?" I asked.

"Because you weren't there," she said.

"Oh," I said. "Does my presence make it fun?"

"Yes," she said. "It does."

"How?" I asked.

"I don't know," she said.

"Come on," I said. "We'll do it together tomorrow."

"Ok," she said.

"Azra, lie down," I said. "Man, I'm tired like this." Saying this, I moved down, and her leg came on my stomach. Azra moved her leg to the side and moved down. Uffffffff, by moving her leg to the side, she was being cruel to me. We had only one pillow behind us, and Azra's head was on my arm. We were both lying straight.

"Man, Azra," I said. "I don't feel like leaving from here."

"Why?" she asked.

"My heart has become attached to you," I said. "Now I don't feel like going back."

"My heart has also become attached to you," she said. "I'll miss you a lot." Hearing such loving words from Azra, I took advantage of the opportunity and turned my face toward her. My cock hit the side of Azra's butt. I bent my knee and put it on her thigh. This time also, Azra didn't try to stop me. Azra's butt was very soft, and the tip of my cock was buried in her butt. With how hard my cock was poking her hip, she must have known it, but she kept ignoring it.

"How did your heart become attached to me?" I asked.

"The same way yours did," she said. "It's so much fun with you every day. Then after you leave, the same liveliness won't be there."

"Hmmmm," I said. "That's true." Azra's hair was spread out in front of my face. I was feeling the fragrance of her hair. I gathered courage again and put a hand in the middle of her stomach. Uffffffff, how soft her stomach was. My heart wanted to hug her tightly now. Her soft stomach was setting my body on fire. I felt her naval, so I put my finger in it. The moment I put my finger in, Azra sat up.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said. "I'm feeling sleepy now."

"Just stay with me for a while now," I said. Azra put her hand on her mouth and yawned. "I'm really very sleepy," she said.

"Sleep with me here," I said.

"No, no, no," she said. "What if Samina sees?"

"So what?" I asked. "You're my sister."

"Yawning, "I'm a friend too, along with a sister," she said. "And if Samina finds out, it will be very bad. We're not kids anymore."

"Yes," I said. "So what?"

"No, Bhiya," she said. "This much friendship is enough." Then she sat up and yawned and got off the bed. She looked at me, and suddenly her smile deepened.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Mmmmm," she said. "It's a fun thing."

"Whaaat?" I asked.

"I'm wearing that same bra today," she said.

"Surprised, "The one I bought for you?" I asked. Azra nodded her head in a "yes."

"Show me," I said.

"No, no," she said. "I won't show you."

"Getting up, "I'll see for myself," I said. Azra moved back, but it was too late. I had already taken her soft breast in my hand. Azra, laughing, took her breast away and said, "Uffffffff, you're very shameless. Okay, good night." She turned off the light and went and lay down on her bed. I called her once or twice, but she remained silent. The softness of her breast was still feeling in my hand. I kissed that hand and then tried to sleep. I wasn't feeling sleepy. Azra's hot body was coming to my eyes again and again. Then I don't know when I fell asleep. Suddenly, my eyes opened. My phone was ringing. I remembered that I had set an alarm. I looked at the phone, and instead of an alarm, it was a call. I looked at the phone in surprise. Rekha was calling me. The alarm was still half an hour away. And today, Rekha had called me early. I didn't answer the call. Rekha's call started again. I put my phone on silent. This was Rekha's fifth call. Finally, I thought about something and answered the call.

"Helloooo," I said.

"Haven't you gotten up yet?" Rekha asked. "Where are you?"

"So early?" I asked. "And besides, you said you didn't want to exercise with me."

"Man, you're still stuck on that," she said. "I said that as a joke."

"A joke?" I asked. "You were angry."

"Yes," she said. "But forget it and get ready and come quickly." With this, she hung up the call. At first, I thought of not listening to Rekha today to teach her a lesson. Then I thought, if I do this, she might get completely away from me. On top of that, the wedding was on our heads, and mamu was gone. So what could be a better opportunity to seduce her? And the biggest thing, who knows, she might be missing a cock, so she called me. The moment this thought came to my mind, I got out of bed like lightning, freshened up, and put on my underwear under my trousers. After getting ready, I dialed Rekha's number, and she was coming down the stairs. She was holding a basketball. Today also, she was looking like a bomb. She was wearing the same tight trousers with blue and gray spots. There were wrinkles near her pussy and in the middle of her butt, and they were stuck in her butt. On top, she was wearing a brown sweater. Her shirt was not visible underneath. She looked at me and said happily, "You came."

"When you commanded me," I said, "how could I not obey?" She threw the ball toward me and said, "That's good. Come on, baby." She said this while running toward the door. I followed her, looking at the wrinkles in her butt.

"The weather is very fun today," Rekha said. "There's no fog."

"Yes," I said. "That's true. But the air is still very cold."

"I'm not feeling cold anymore," she said.

"I am," I said.

"Actually, it snows in Italy, so I don't feel cold much," she said. "Otherwise, with the cold here, white girls walk around in shorts."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yesss," she said. "And what? Am I lying?"

"How can I lie?" I asked.

"Hmmmm, good boy," she said. Soon, we reached the place where we used to exercise. As soon as Rekha reached there, she started jumping, and her breasts started moving up and down. I looked at her breasts with my mouth open, with eyes that wanted to eat them. After jumping for a while, Rekha opened the zipper of her sweater. And when I saw her sexy body, I became like a stone. Underneath, she was wearing a blue-colored top. The top was extremely sexy and short. It was wrapping around her breasts and disappearing under her armpits and on her back. Rekha took off her sweater and put it to the side, and it felt as if she was naked in front of me. When she bent down to put the sweater away, her breasts, in an effort to get out of the top, came out more than halfway. There were no straps on the top. Her shoulders, armpits, and neck were all bare. The top started from her breasts and ended on her stomach. Her naval was hidden under the top. Her fair, pink stomach was peeking from between the top and her trousers. Her nipples were clearly visible in the top. The amazing thing was that she wasn't wearing a bra either. If I had pulled her top down a little, her breasts would have become naked. Today, Rekha had come prepared with all her weapons. She grabbed the ball and said, "Come on. Snatch the ball from me." She bent down and started bouncing the ball on the ground. And I started looking at her breasts, which were getting naked. Her breasts, white and clean like milk, were squeezed even without a bra. I moved forward to snatch the ball from her, and she suddenly turned around, and I hit her butt directly. My hard cock was pressed into her soft buttocks. I regretted why I had worn underwear. I wanted to test Rekha, but here, the whole dish was ready. I was sure that Rekha had worn this dress to seduce me. When I hit her butt, she straightened up again and said, "Come on." I lunged at her again, but this time my target was her breast. As I expected, as soon as she turned, my hand went straight to her breast. Ufffffff, how tight her breast was. I squeezed it with my hand. Rekha moved back again. The snatching started. I kept putting my hand on her breasts. Today, Rekha didn't say anything to me. She was ignoring every attack on her breasts. Her naval had become naked, which was looking very sexy and beautiful. My mouth was watering looking at her round naval. Then she put the ball to the side and said, "Come on, now let's do squats."

"Okay, come on," I said. She pushed her butt back and started doing squats. I started staring at her hot breasts. Then I went behind her.

"Aren't you going to do it on one foot?" I asked.

"Hmmmm," she said. "Why not?" Without her permission, I put my hand on her bare back between her top and trousers. It felt as if my whole body and mind had found peace. Her body was so smooth and tight that I just set my cock in my underwear and put it between her mounds. Rekha moved her butt from side to side. Maybe what she wanted, she wasn't getting it today. Because of the underwear, the cock was not able to go into her butt. Rekha pressed her mounds on my cock with all her might and bent down. I felt the grip of her butt today. Today, she was trying to press the cock into her butt hard, and this was the one thing that set my heart on fire. Rekha put her weight on one foot, bent down, and remained bent for a long time. I understood that my cock had set Rekha's pussy on fire, and now she was also in the mood to have fun with excuses. After bending down, Rekha straightened up, and I moved my hands to her stomach. Uffffffff, she had a small, sexy stomach that was very tight. When I moved my hands to her stomach, she moved a little. Maybe she wanted me to progress slowly. She bent down and straightened up eight to ten times and kept rubbing her butt on my cock very hard.

"Come on, Rekha," she said. "Let's do somersaults now." I went behind her again and grabbed her buttocks. Rekha bent forward, and my cock was pressed into her butt. I made her do somersaults. After a while, she said, "Come on. Let's do the rest of the exercises at home."

"Where at home?" I asked.

"In my room," she said.

"Ok," I said. Hearing about the room, my cock started giving jerks. She put on her sweater, and we started heading home. Soon, we were at home. Rekha went toward the roof, and I went toward the washroom.

"Where are you going?" Rekha asked.

"I'll just go to the washroom," I said.

"Okay," she said. "Go and come back." I went to the washroom, took off my trousers, then took off my underwear, held it in my hand, and put on my trousers again. I went and kept the underwear in my room and started toward the roof. When I reached Rekha's room, my cock became full tight looking at her. Rekha had taken off her trousers and was wearing a short, white nicker (shorts), in which her thighs were completely naked. Her thighs were very muscular and sexy. My heart wanted to put my cock into her sexy thighs. On top, she was wearing the same blue top.

"Don't stare too much, man," Rekha said. "It's a normal dress in Italy."

"Ohhhhh," I said. "So hot."

"Yes, you fool," she said. "They wear this there."

"Hmmmm," I said. "Okay."

"Now don't think that I've worn all this to show you," she said. "I'm used to this, and the legs also move well in it. So don't have any wrong thoughts in your mind."

"Laughing, "I won't, my sweet mammi," I said.

"Okay," she said. "Come on. Let's do somersaults now." A carpet was laid on the floor. Rekha turned and stood. The nicker was made of a soft cloth and was stuck in her butt. And it was so short that it ended right below her buttocks. Rekha turned and looked. I moved forward, shaking my cock. Rekha turned her face forward. I quickly put my hand in my trousers like lightning, straightened my cock, and moved forward. First, the tip of my cock hit the middle of her buttocks. As soon as my cock adjusted, I put my hands on her waist and joined my thighs to her buttocks. My cock slipped and went between her mounds. In the big, round, tight mounds, it felt as if the cock was going into a hole. Both mounds were tightly joined, and the cock went inside, opening them. Rekha also had fun with this touch for a while and said, "Keep a tight grip."

"Squeezing her cock, "I'll keep it very tight," I said. "If it slips, I can't say anything."

"If it slips," Rekha said, "I'll break your teeth." Then she bent down, and her mounds spread out, and the cock hit the hole of her butt. Rekha put her hands on the floor. I grabbed her soft thighs and lifted them up. Uffffffffffff. What fun it was to grab her hot thighs. Her top came down a little, and Rekha's sexy stomach started becoming visible. There were cuts on Rekha's stomach, which were making my cock hot just by looking at them. I made her do four or five somersaults. Then Rekha gestured for me to move to the side. I moved to the side. Rekha lay down on her stomach and said, "Sit on my back with your face toward my legs." Hearing Rekha, I sat on her thin back. Her buttocks were in front of my cock, and my cock was in my trousers. Rekha lifted her legs and said, "Now bend down and grab my feet." I bent down on Rekha's butt, and my cock went into her soft butt again. I grabbed Rekha's feet while pressing my cock in her butt. Rekha started trying to straighten her feet again, and I kept stopping her feet. In this effort, my cock was pressed hard in her butt. After a while, Rekha told me to leave her feet, so I did. After taking two breaths, she lifted her feet again, and this exercise continued for a while. Rekha gestured for me to get up, so I got up and stood. Rekha also lay down straight, and her breasts spread out inside her top. I started looking at her breasts with yearning eyes.

"Come and sit near my feet," Rekha said. I went and sat near her feet, spreading my legs to the right and left.

"Grab my feet and pull them," Rekha said. I grabbed Rekha's feet and pulled them with a jerk. Rekha's butt slid and got stuck in my thighs, and my cock went straight to her pussy. It was a fucking position all of a sudden.

"Loudly, "Hey, you fool," Rekha said. "You weren't supposed to pull it like that. You were just supposed to pull it gently."

"Ohhhhh," I said. "Okay, sorry, man. I thought I had to do it like this."

"Idiot," she said. "Listen to the whole thing." Rekha's whole stomach had become naked and was looking extremely sexy. The woman had an amazing figure. Her waist was very small.

"Rekha mammi," I said. "What's your waist size?"

"27," she said. "Why?"

"Just asking," I said. "Your stomach is very sexy and small." I said this while rubbing my hand on her stomach. Rekha hit my hand and said, "Don't flirt." I thought to myself, she has a cock on her pussy and she is bothered by a hand. Today, I remembered that saying, "A woman who pretends to be innocent still wants to be fucked, but she doesn't want the bed to shake." Rekha moved back a little and lay down. I grabbed her feet. Rekha bent her knee and started pulling them. After a few minutes, she did this exercise and said, "Now leave my feet." I left her feet. She lay there for a minute or two and then said, "Stand up." I stood up like a slave. Rekha, while lying down, joined her legs and lifted them straight up.

"Come forward," Rekha said. "And grab my feet and put them on your stomach." I came forward and put Rekha's feet on my stomach. Rekha lifted her hands and said, "Putting your weight on my feet, grab my hands." I put my weight on Rekha's feet and grabbed her hands. Rekha intertwined her fingers in my fingers and lifted me up with her feet. She had amazing strength in her legs. She would bend her knees and bring me down, and my cock would stop in front of her pussy. My desire to have my cock hit her pussy would become intense. Seeing her pussy so close between her spread legs would make me crazy, and Rekha would lift me up again. She did this 10 times. I was getting turned on watching her breasts' movements. Because of lying down, her breasts were pushing out of the top. The amazing mounds coming out of the edges of the top were driving me crazy. Then Rekha folded her legs and told me to put my feet on the ground. My hands were still in Rekha's hands, so she moved her feet from my stomach. I acted like I was falling and fell on her. My cock hit her soft pussy right between her spread legs, and my face fell on the naked parts of her breasts. Rekha kept saying, "Ohhhh ohhh oh," and I put my lips on her mound and kissed them.

"Ufffffoooo," Rekha said. "Get off me. You can't even keep a little balance." Rekha said this while pushing me away. I said "sorry" and got off Rekha.

"Now only the last exercise is left," Rekha said. Hearing Rekha, my face fell. I was in the mood to fuck, but by saying "last," she ruined my wishes. Anyway, I didn't let her see my feelings. After a while, Rekha lay down on her stomach. Once again, her big butt was in front of me.

"Sit on my thighs," Rekha said. Uffffffff, hearing Rekha, my heart started dancing. Sitting on Rekha's naked thighs. Uffffffffffff. I quickly put my feet on the sides of her thighs, then bent down, rubbed my hands on her hot, young thighs, and then sat on them. Touching Rekha's naked thighs had a different kind of fun. Now Rekha's big butt was in front of me. Her butt mounds were spread out to the sides.

"Move a little forward," Rekha said. I put my hands on Rekha's soft mounds. Ufffffffffff. They were so tight that I can't even describe them. I rubbed my cock between her mounds, squeezed my balls under her mounds, and asked, "What do I do now?" Rekha put her arms back and said, "Grab my hands and pull me back. When I say so, roll over. This is a flexibility exercise."

"Ok," I said. I grabbed Rekha's hands and, pushing my cock into her butt, bent down and pulled them, and her upper body lifted up a little. After a little lift, Rekha told me to stop. Rekha's big mounds were so hot that my manliness was melting. I, being crazy with lust, rubbed my cock gently in her butt. Rekha remained silent. I had a lot of fun with this rubbing. I started rubbing my cock forward and backward in her butt in a way that she couldn't feel it. The cock pressed between such big mounds felt as if it were going into a hole. Rekha told me to relax, so I lay on top of her. My heart wanted to thrust so much that I would tear Rekha's nicker. I was feeling very hot. I pulled her arms once, and the cock went tightly into her mounds. Now I kept bringing her down and lifting her up again and again and rubbing my cock in her butt. Suddenly, Rekha lifted her butt up a little, and my cock, which was moving slowly forward and backward, hit her pussy. With this, my legs tightened. I tried my best to stop my semen, but my desire was no match for Rekha's sexy body. And with a thud, I pressed my cock on her pussy and released my semen. The grip of Rekha's arms in my hands tightened and then loosened. Rekha's face was on the floor, and I, writhing, released my semen on her pussy and lay on her.