02-12-2025, 08:35 PM
## Update 139: The Anal Initiation in the Orchard (Avi and Sital)
Next Day, In the afternoon, I, Sital, Meena Chachi, and Raj walked toward the fields. Meena Chachi had insisted on bringing Raj with her today. Because Raj was with us, Sital had no trouble leaving Pooja Bua's house. We went inside the small house in the fields and started eating the mangoes we had brought.
After eating mangoes for a while, Meena Chachi wiped her hands. "Avi, why don't you go pluck some really good, fresh mangoes from the trees? Then we'll all eat them together," Meena Chachi suggested, nodding toward the orchard.
I stood up, ready to go. "Sital insisted that she was coming with me," Sital announced, already reaching for the door. Raj immediately started insisting on coming with us, too, jumping up and down. But Meena Chachi refused him firmly. She explained to Raj that if he also went, she would be left all alone in the house.
Meena Chachi sighed and knelt down to his level. "You’ve grown up now, Raj, so stop insisting like a small child," she scolded gently.
Raj stomped his foot. "Mammi (Pooja Bua) still says that I am a baby," he insisted, his voice loud.
Meena Chachi smiled knowingly. "Every mother feels that her son is a child, Raj. Ask Sital," she suggested, looking toward her.
Sital walked over, pressing her body teasingly against Raj’s side. "Oh, yes. Look how big Raj has become," Sital said, her voice full of false admiration, pinching his cheek lightly.
"Really?" Raj asked, puffing out his chest, completely distracted.
"Yes, really, Raj. Now don't insist like a small child. Stay here with Mammi (Meena Chachi). I'll bring some extra sweet mangoes just for you," Sital promised him, leaning down.
"Okay," Raj conceded, finally settling down beside Meena Chachi, his insistence gone.
After successfully convincing Raj, I grabbed my bag, and Sital and I quickly walked to our secluded sex spot in the mango orchard. I pulled the necessary items out of the bag and handed them to Sital. Sital immediately spread the bedsheet neatly under the tree. By then, I had climbed the tree and plucked a few more mangoes, maintaining the illusion of our trip.
When I climbed down, Sital had already taken off all her clothes. Her body was glistening, her eyes hungry. Sital’s itchiness was clearly reaching a fever pitch. I didn't waste any time either, quickly tearing off my clothes. As soon as I was naked, Sital didn't wait; she jumped on me like a monkey, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist, and started kissing me with savage urgency. This time, I allowed Sital to take the lead in the kissing. After two minutes of desperate kissing, I gently lowered Sital onto the bedsheet.
The instant she was lying down, I immediately started sucking Sital’s chooť. Her chooť tended to release water quickly the first time I stimulated her. Today was no different; after only a minute or two, Sital’s chooť released its water in a rush.
After her initial release, I paused, thinking quickly. I had promised to fuck her gaand. If I fucked her chooť first, it might take too long to start on her gaand. After that pain, Sital would definitely need time to recover. If we got late, it would be difficult for Meena Chachi to keep Raj distracted. I decided I would have to approach the gaand fuck from the side, a position that would be easier and faster.
I took out the bottle of oil from the bag. I applied the oil thoroughly on my cock. After making my lunď perfectly slippery, I turned my attention to making Sital’s gaand equally slippery, coating the small, tight hole.
Sital whimpered beneath me. "Avi, please put it in my chooť first. Then you can do it from behind," she begged, twisting her hips urgently.
"I promised you that I'll fuck your chooť tomorrow. Today, it’s only your gaand. And anyway, if I try to put my cock in both holes now, it will take too long. And then Raj..." I said, letting her name hang in the air, my voice firm.
Hearing Raj's name was enough. Sital instantly understood the urgency and the need for speed. I positioned my cock on Sital's ass hole and started pressing it inside slowly. At first, my cock started slipping on her oiled gaand cheeks. Pressing wouldn't work; I needed a clean break. I gave a strong jerk—a clean, hard thrust—and the head of my cock went into her gaand.
The instant the head of the cock tore into her gaand, she screamed. "Aaee... Aarr... ee... Avi, it hurts a lot!" she shrieked, her body immediately writhing in pain. I held her down tightly. I quickly covered Sital's mouth with my mouth, and with a single, powerful jerk, I shoved my cock in by four inches. She struggled violently beneath me, but I didn't let her move and immediately continued thrusting my cock into the tight passage. After a little agonizing effort, my whole cock fully entered her gaand. She was moaning loudly now and breathing in heavy, shallow gasps. It was clearly hurting her immensely.
I froze in position for a while. I stayed completely still, my heart slamming against my ribs like a frantic drummer. The intense tightness of her gaand around my lunď was overwhelming; it felt like a vice. I felt a surge of cold, nauseating guilt at the sound of her suppressed cries, yet an undeniable, animal satisfaction at having fully conquered her second hole. My whole body felt rigid, my muscles trembling from the combination of effort and extreme friction. I focused on the immediate pain in her face, trying to remain absolutely still.
I stayed like that for about five minutes. I kept gently caressing Sital’s gaand cheeks, and with my other hand, I was softly caressing Sital’s chooť with my fingers. After five minutes, her pain began to subside a little. I freed her mouth. But as soon as her lips were free, instead of crying out or demanding air, she held my head and started kissing me fiercely, her tongue desperate and searching. This raw, passionate action happened for the very first time. By Sital doing this, I instantly understood how deeply thirsty Sital was for this act. It was good that I was the one quenching her thirst. If I hadn't satisfied Sital’s needs, I didn't know who Sital would have gone to and had sex with in her desperation.
By Sital kissing me, I understood her signal: the pain was bearable, and the pleasure was now possible. I immediately started moving my cock in and out. Sital's gaand had held my cock incredibly tightly, which was making me enjoy fucking her gaand immensely. After fucking her gaand slowly for a few minutes, I took my cock out and saw that a little blood was oozing from her ass hole, and a little blood was also smeared on my cock.
I repositioned her, asking her to lie on her stomach. I slipped my bag under her waist, which tilted her gaand into the perfect position for the next angle. Her legs were bent forward, putting her into the doggy style position. I again applied a lot of oil on my cock and also on her gaand, making everything slippery again. I held Sital’s waist with both hands, sat on my knees behind her, and placed my cock on her ass hole. I gave a light jerk, and half of my cock slid into her gaand.
I immediately took my cock out and looked. The hole that was completely closed before, where a single finger could barely fit, now looked like a small, stretched tunnel. And even after my cock came out, it didn't completely close. I again applied oil on my cock and pushed my cock back into her gaand. Now my cock was moving in and out with great ease and *love*. As her gaand was opening up perfectly to accommodate my cock, I increased my speed and started thrusting harder. By thrusting like this, she was now genuinely starting to enjoy the sensation. Sital began moving her gaand herself, rocking backward into my thrusts. To give Sital even more pleasure, I was constantly caressing her chooť with one hand while I thrust into her gaand. Due to my repeated, hard thrusts, her soft butt cheeks had turned red, like a ripe tomato.
After fucking her gaand in this position for twenty minutes, I told her to hold onto the tree trunk in front of her. By holding the tree, Sital became a proper mare in the standing position. I again put my cock into Sital's gaand. I held her waist with both hands and started thrusting violently. Because of my heavy thrusts, her two breasts were shaking uncontrollably. It was as if her gaand was getting torn open, and her breasts were enjoying the violent movement. Sital was swinging in an arc of pure pleasure. I was liking this position a lot because in this angle, both her chooť and her gaand were completely exposed to me. Now, while fucking her gaand, Sital was also moving her gaand actively in pleasure and was letting out loud sighs. I increased my speed, and her sighs also increased exponentially. Sital’s speed of moving her gaand also increased.
After a short while, Sital released her water in another loud climax. Now, I was thrusting my cock into her gaand extremely fast, reaching my own breaking point. In two minutes, I also came. I put all my semen deep inside Sital's gaand, and then we collapsed together onto the bedsheet. After five minutes, I got up from on top of her and gave her water. Then I handed her a painkiller, and we quickly put on our clothes. One full hour had passed for us. But we sat there under the tree until Sital's pain reduced to a manageable level.
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Next Day, In the afternoon, I, Sital, Meena Chachi, and Raj walked toward the fields. Meena Chachi had insisted on bringing Raj with her today. Because Raj was with us, Sital had no trouble leaving Pooja Bua's house. We went inside the small house in the fields and started eating the mangoes we had brought.
After eating mangoes for a while, Meena Chachi wiped her hands. "Avi, why don't you go pluck some really good, fresh mangoes from the trees? Then we'll all eat them together," Meena Chachi suggested, nodding toward the orchard.
I stood up, ready to go. "Sital insisted that she was coming with me," Sital announced, already reaching for the door. Raj immediately started insisting on coming with us, too, jumping up and down. But Meena Chachi refused him firmly. She explained to Raj that if he also went, she would be left all alone in the house.
Meena Chachi sighed and knelt down to his level. "You’ve grown up now, Raj, so stop insisting like a small child," she scolded gently.
Raj stomped his foot. "Mammi (Pooja Bua) still says that I am a baby," he insisted, his voice loud.
Meena Chachi smiled knowingly. "Every mother feels that her son is a child, Raj. Ask Sital," she suggested, looking toward her.
Sital walked over, pressing her body teasingly against Raj’s side. "Oh, yes. Look how big Raj has become," Sital said, her voice full of false admiration, pinching his cheek lightly.
"Really?" Raj asked, puffing out his chest, completely distracted.
"Yes, really, Raj. Now don't insist like a small child. Stay here with Mammi (Meena Chachi). I'll bring some extra sweet mangoes just for you," Sital promised him, leaning down.
"Okay," Raj conceded, finally settling down beside Meena Chachi, his insistence gone.
After successfully convincing Raj, I grabbed my bag, and Sital and I quickly walked to our secluded sex spot in the mango orchard. I pulled the necessary items out of the bag and handed them to Sital. Sital immediately spread the bedsheet neatly under the tree. By then, I had climbed the tree and plucked a few more mangoes, maintaining the illusion of our trip.
When I climbed down, Sital had already taken off all her clothes. Her body was glistening, her eyes hungry. Sital’s itchiness was clearly reaching a fever pitch. I didn't waste any time either, quickly tearing off my clothes. As soon as I was naked, Sital didn't wait; she jumped on me like a monkey, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist, and started kissing me with savage urgency. This time, I allowed Sital to take the lead in the kissing. After two minutes of desperate kissing, I gently lowered Sital onto the bedsheet.
The instant she was lying down, I immediately started sucking Sital’s chooť. Her chooť tended to release water quickly the first time I stimulated her. Today was no different; after only a minute or two, Sital’s chooť released its water in a rush.
After her initial release, I paused, thinking quickly. I had promised to fuck her gaand. If I fucked her chooť first, it might take too long to start on her gaand. After that pain, Sital would definitely need time to recover. If we got late, it would be difficult for Meena Chachi to keep Raj distracted. I decided I would have to approach the gaand fuck from the side, a position that would be easier and faster.
I took out the bottle of oil from the bag. I applied the oil thoroughly on my cock. After making my lunď perfectly slippery, I turned my attention to making Sital’s gaand equally slippery, coating the small, tight hole.
Sital whimpered beneath me. "Avi, please put it in my chooť first. Then you can do it from behind," she begged, twisting her hips urgently.
"I promised you that I'll fuck your chooť tomorrow. Today, it’s only your gaand. And anyway, if I try to put my cock in both holes now, it will take too long. And then Raj..." I said, letting her name hang in the air, my voice firm.
Hearing Raj's name was enough. Sital instantly understood the urgency and the need for speed. I positioned my cock on Sital's ass hole and started pressing it inside slowly. At first, my cock started slipping on her oiled gaand cheeks. Pressing wouldn't work; I needed a clean break. I gave a strong jerk—a clean, hard thrust—and the head of my cock went into her gaand.
The instant the head of the cock tore into her gaand, she screamed. "Aaee... Aarr... ee... Avi, it hurts a lot!" she shrieked, her body immediately writhing in pain. I held her down tightly. I quickly covered Sital's mouth with my mouth, and with a single, powerful jerk, I shoved my cock in by four inches. She struggled violently beneath me, but I didn't let her move and immediately continued thrusting my cock into the tight passage. After a little agonizing effort, my whole cock fully entered her gaand. She was moaning loudly now and breathing in heavy, shallow gasps. It was clearly hurting her immensely.
I froze in position for a while. I stayed completely still, my heart slamming against my ribs like a frantic drummer. The intense tightness of her gaand around my lunď was overwhelming; it felt like a vice. I felt a surge of cold, nauseating guilt at the sound of her suppressed cries, yet an undeniable, animal satisfaction at having fully conquered her second hole. My whole body felt rigid, my muscles trembling from the combination of effort and extreme friction. I focused on the immediate pain in her face, trying to remain absolutely still.
I stayed like that for about five minutes. I kept gently caressing Sital’s gaand cheeks, and with my other hand, I was softly caressing Sital’s chooť with my fingers. After five minutes, her pain began to subside a little. I freed her mouth. But as soon as her lips were free, instead of crying out or demanding air, she held my head and started kissing me fiercely, her tongue desperate and searching. This raw, passionate action happened for the very first time. By Sital doing this, I instantly understood how deeply thirsty Sital was for this act. It was good that I was the one quenching her thirst. If I hadn't satisfied Sital’s needs, I didn't know who Sital would have gone to and had sex with in her desperation.
By Sital kissing me, I understood her signal: the pain was bearable, and the pleasure was now possible. I immediately started moving my cock in and out. Sital's gaand had held my cock incredibly tightly, which was making me enjoy fucking her gaand immensely. After fucking her gaand slowly for a few minutes, I took my cock out and saw that a little blood was oozing from her ass hole, and a little blood was also smeared on my cock.
I repositioned her, asking her to lie on her stomach. I slipped my bag under her waist, which tilted her gaand into the perfect position for the next angle. Her legs were bent forward, putting her into the doggy style position. I again applied a lot of oil on my cock and also on her gaand, making everything slippery again. I held Sital’s waist with both hands, sat on my knees behind her, and placed my cock on her ass hole. I gave a light jerk, and half of my cock slid into her gaand.
I immediately took my cock out and looked. The hole that was completely closed before, where a single finger could barely fit, now looked like a small, stretched tunnel. And even after my cock came out, it didn't completely close. I again applied oil on my cock and pushed my cock back into her gaand. Now my cock was moving in and out with great ease and *love*. As her gaand was opening up perfectly to accommodate my cock, I increased my speed and started thrusting harder. By thrusting like this, she was now genuinely starting to enjoy the sensation. Sital began moving her gaand herself, rocking backward into my thrusts. To give Sital even more pleasure, I was constantly caressing her chooť with one hand while I thrust into her gaand. Due to my repeated, hard thrusts, her soft butt cheeks had turned red, like a ripe tomato.
After fucking her gaand in this position for twenty minutes, I told her to hold onto the tree trunk in front of her. By holding the tree, Sital became a proper mare in the standing position. I again put my cock into Sital's gaand. I held her waist with both hands and started thrusting violently. Because of my heavy thrusts, her two breasts were shaking uncontrollably. It was as if her gaand was getting torn open, and her breasts were enjoying the violent movement. Sital was swinging in an arc of pure pleasure. I was liking this position a lot because in this angle, both her chooť and her gaand were completely exposed to me. Now, while fucking her gaand, Sital was also moving her gaand actively in pleasure and was letting out loud sighs. I increased my speed, and her sighs also increased exponentially. Sital’s speed of moving her gaand also increased.
After a short while, Sital released her water in another loud climax. Now, I was thrusting my cock into her gaand extremely fast, reaching my own breaking point. In two minutes, I also came. I put all my semen deep inside Sital's gaand, and then we collapsed together onto the bedsheet. After five minutes, I got up from on top of her and gave her water. Then I handed her a painkiller, and we quickly put on our clothes. One full hour had passed for us. But we sat there under the tree until Sital's pain reduced to a manageable level.
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