29-10-2025, 12:19 AM
## Update 65: The First Night (Avi and Meena Chachi)
I looked at Meena Chachi, taking a deep breath. She was waiting, her nervous energy palpable, mixing fear with hope. I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the head. A noticeable jolt went through her body, and her eyes fluttered shut momentarily. I moved to her cheeks, placing soft kisses there. She remained motionless, watching me, her eyes red from the fear, exhaustion, and anticipation of the evening. I found her lips and kissed them, then looked into her eyes again. The red was stark against the white.
I kissed her lips once more, this time opening my mouth and beginning to suck on her upper lip. Chachi’s hands reached up, finding my neck, and she started to give in to the embrace. Kissing Chachi was different—a powerful, new experience, fraught with the thrill of the forbidden. As soon as she parted her lips slightly, I slipped my tongue inside.
Chachi started sucking on my tongue fiercely. Then she pushed her own tongue into my mouth, and I reciprocated, sucking it deep. We played with each other's tongues for a passionate ten minutes. When we finally broke the kiss, Chachi was breathing heavily, her chest heaving. Her sari pallu had fallen away, and her full breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric of her blouse.
I noticed she was not wearing a bra inside the dress. It seemed Chachi had indeed come with full preparation. I took one of her breasts into my mouth, covered by the fabric, and began sucking, while my free hand massaged the other breast. Soon, the cloth was wet with my saliva. I looked up at her face; she was biting her lip hard.
*She gave Chacha sleeping pills, and Suman and Seema Chachi must know I'm having sex with her.* So why is she doing this? Only God knows what goes on in Meena Chachi’s calculating mind.
I helped her stand completely and quickly removed her sari and petticoat.Her breasts, full and beautiful, spilled out.
Chachi was now standing naked in front of me, bathed in the dim light of the room. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, leaving only my underwear. Chachi wasn't initiating anything, but she was fully cooperative, her support silent but firm in whatever I chose to do.
I laid Chachi on the bed and started kissing her lips again, then slowly moved down to her neck. She moaned softly, a sound that made my skin prickle. My tongue moved to her breasts, first licking one nipple, then the other.
I then took her entire breast into my mouth, sucking hard, and massaged the other breast with my hand. I alternated between her left and right breasts. Chachi was completely turned on now, her body arching into my touch. It seemed very likely that Chacha had never devoted this much attention to her.
I stopped sucking her breasts and moved down, placing my head between her legs. I kissed her chooť once. Chachi was so aroused that the simple, wet contact was too much; she immediately came with a sharp gasp. I took my time, licking and drinking all of her sweet juice. Her eyes were closed, and a deep, satisfied happiness was visible on her face.
I continued, putting my tongue inside Chachi's chooť, licking deep. I took her clitoris between my lips, pulling and gently lashing it with my tongue. After barely two minutes, Chachi came again. This time, too, I drank all of her release.
I stood up and pulled off my underwear. I didn't have the courage to ask her to perform fellatio. I placed the head of my penis against her wet chooť.
"Chachi, should I put it in?" I asked, needing her final consent.
"Hmm," she replied, her voice shaky.
I pushed forward. The head of my lunď slid in. Because Chachi had just had sex with her husband earlier, her chooť was already somewhat relaxed. I pushed again, and about five inches of my lunď disappeared inside. A soft, muffled cry escaped her lips. I saw a thin line of blood on her lips. She must have bitten them to suppress the scream.
I quickly used her petticoat to gently wipe the blood from her lips. The bleeding stopped almost immediately. This was the first time I had seen blood come from a mouth instead of a chooť during sex.
I covered her mouth with my own, kissing her deeply so she wouldn't have to bite her lips again. I gave a final, slow thrust, and my entire lunď disappeared inside Chachi's chooť. Her muffled scream was silenced by my mouth.
I kept my lunď still inside her for a long moment. I continued kissing her lips and massaged her breasts with my hands, waiting for her initial pain to subside. After a little while, Chachi relaxed completely against me.
I started thrusting in and out slowly, carefully. I didn't thrust more than two inches at a time, ensuring Chachi wouldn't feel much pain. After a minute of these slow, rhythmic motions, she wrapped her legs around my waist, a signal that she was starting to enjoy it. I increased the speed. The room was immediately filled with the rhythmic sound of our bodies hitting. Chachi started screaming, but this time it was a sound of pleasure.
With every thrust, Chachi raised her hips to meet me. The entire bed was shaking. The room made a loud, slapping sound, and the friction caused a wet splashing sound coming from Chachi's chooť. I was now thrusting with full passion and power. After five minutes of this intense sex, Chachi came again, clutching me tightly, but I didn't stop. I kept thrusting into her hard and fast.
I felt my own climax approaching. I increased the speed of my thrusts one final time and released my semen deep inside her chooť. Our sex lasted for about thirty minutes. I maintained the intensity of hitting Chachi's core for the entire thirty minutes, ensuring my semen was deep inside her.
Chachi came four times during this prolonged session. Every time she came, she would pull me tighter against her. When she came, her inner muscles gripped my lunď, which is likely why our sex lasted for thirty minutes. After releasing my semen inside her, I collapsed on top of her. After this long, arduous sex, Chachi and I were both completely out of breath.
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I looked at Meena Chachi, taking a deep breath. She was waiting, her nervous energy palpable, mixing fear with hope. I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the head. A noticeable jolt went through her body, and her eyes fluttered shut momentarily. I moved to her cheeks, placing soft kisses there. She remained motionless, watching me, her eyes red from the fear, exhaustion, and anticipation of the evening. I found her lips and kissed them, then looked into her eyes again. The red was stark against the white.
I kissed her lips once more, this time opening my mouth and beginning to suck on her upper lip. Chachi’s hands reached up, finding my neck, and she started to give in to the embrace. Kissing Chachi was different—a powerful, new experience, fraught with the thrill of the forbidden. As soon as she parted her lips slightly, I slipped my tongue inside.
Chachi started sucking on my tongue fiercely. Then she pushed her own tongue into my mouth, and I reciprocated, sucking it deep. We played with each other's tongues for a passionate ten minutes. When we finally broke the kiss, Chachi was breathing heavily, her chest heaving. Her sari pallu had fallen away, and her full breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric of her blouse.
I noticed she was not wearing a bra inside the dress. It seemed Chachi had indeed come with full preparation. I took one of her breasts into my mouth, covered by the fabric, and began sucking, while my free hand massaged the other breast. Soon, the cloth was wet with my saliva. I looked up at her face; she was biting her lip hard.
*She gave Chacha sleeping pills, and Suman and Seema Chachi must know I'm having sex with her.* So why is she doing this? Only God knows what goes on in Meena Chachi’s calculating mind.
I helped her stand completely and quickly removed her sari and petticoat.Her breasts, full and beautiful, spilled out.
Chachi was now standing naked in front of me, bathed in the dim light of the room. I quickly stripped off my own clothes, leaving only my underwear. Chachi wasn't initiating anything, but she was fully cooperative, her support silent but firm in whatever I chose to do.
I laid Chachi on the bed and started kissing her lips again, then slowly moved down to her neck. She moaned softly, a sound that made my skin prickle. My tongue moved to her breasts, first licking one nipple, then the other.
I then took her entire breast into my mouth, sucking hard, and massaged the other breast with my hand. I alternated between her left and right breasts. Chachi was completely turned on now, her body arching into my touch. It seemed very likely that Chacha had never devoted this much attention to her.
I stopped sucking her breasts and moved down, placing my head between her legs. I kissed her chooť once. Chachi was so aroused that the simple, wet contact was too much; she immediately came with a sharp gasp. I took my time, licking and drinking all of her sweet juice. Her eyes were closed, and a deep, satisfied happiness was visible on her face.
I continued, putting my tongue inside Chachi's chooť, licking deep. I took her clitoris between my lips, pulling and gently lashing it with my tongue. After barely two minutes, Chachi came again. This time, too, I drank all of her release.
I stood up and pulled off my underwear. I didn't have the courage to ask her to perform fellatio. I placed the head of my penis against her wet chooť.
"Chachi, should I put it in?" I asked, needing her final consent.
"Hmm," she replied, her voice shaky.
I pushed forward. The head of my lunď slid in. Because Chachi had just had sex with her husband earlier, her chooť was already somewhat relaxed. I pushed again, and about five inches of my lunď disappeared inside. A soft, muffled cry escaped her lips. I saw a thin line of blood on her lips. She must have bitten them to suppress the scream.
I quickly used her petticoat to gently wipe the blood from her lips. The bleeding stopped almost immediately. This was the first time I had seen blood come from a mouth instead of a chooť during sex.
I covered her mouth with my own, kissing her deeply so she wouldn't have to bite her lips again. I gave a final, slow thrust, and my entire lunď disappeared inside Chachi's chooť. Her muffled scream was silenced by my mouth.
I kept my lunď still inside her for a long moment. I continued kissing her lips and massaged her breasts with my hands, waiting for her initial pain to subside. After a little while, Chachi relaxed completely against me.
I started thrusting in and out slowly, carefully. I didn't thrust more than two inches at a time, ensuring Chachi wouldn't feel much pain. After a minute of these slow, rhythmic motions, she wrapped her legs around my waist, a signal that she was starting to enjoy it. I increased the speed. The room was immediately filled with the rhythmic sound of our bodies hitting. Chachi started screaming, but this time it was a sound of pleasure.
With every thrust, Chachi raised her hips to meet me. The entire bed was shaking. The room made a loud, slapping sound, and the friction caused a wet splashing sound coming from Chachi's chooť. I was now thrusting with full passion and power. After five minutes of this intense sex, Chachi came again, clutching me tightly, but I didn't stop. I kept thrusting into her hard and fast.
I felt my own climax approaching. I increased the speed of my thrusts one final time and released my semen deep inside her chooť. Our sex lasted for about thirty minutes. I maintained the intensity of hitting Chachi's core for the entire thirty minutes, ensuring my semen was deep inside her.
Chachi came four times during this prolonged session. Every time she came, she would pull me tighter against her. When she came, her inner muscles gripped my lunď, which is likely why our sex lasted for thirty minutes. After releasing my semen inside her, I collapsed on top of her. After this long, arduous sex, Chachi and I were both completely out of breath.
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