05-01-2019, 03:40 PM
"Maine ab tak kabhi gaand nahi mari. Lekin ek din main aapki marne wala hoon. Kya aapne kabhi marwayi hai?"
"I've never fucked ass before. But one day I'm going to do yours. Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?" He asked.
"Haan. Inhone ek do baar mari hai. Lekin mujhe bahut dard hua. Bilkul achha nahi laga. Woh bahut gandi harkat hai!"
"Yes, my husband has done me in the ass a couple of times. It was very painful. I didn't like it at all. It's such a dirty act!" Savita replied, her nose wrinkling in disgust.
"Thik hai Bhabi, agar aap nahi chahti toh rehne dijiye. Lekin maine Kajal ki gaand mein kai baar ungli chalayi hai. Usko kafi achha lagta hai."
"OK Bhabi, I'll not do it if you don't like it. But I've fingered Kajal's ass many times. She's enjoyed it." He responded.
"Shyam Bhai, bahut samhal kar kaam kijiyega. Uss bechari koh koi taqleef nahi honi chahiye."
"Shyam Bhai, please be very gentle with her. The poor thing shouldn't suffer any pain." Savita pleaded with him. Shyam nodded.
All this time, his cock was buried inside her and had become hard again. He stirred his hips and Savita felt it move inside her. In response, she clenched her pussy muscles around his cock, and he uttered a grunt of satisfaction. He fucked her from behind for a while and then stopped.
"Kathputli ji, abki baar main aapke muh mein jharna chahta hoon."
"My puppet, this time I want to cum in your mouth." He said, again intentionally employing the word "kathputli" (puppet).
Without waiting for her response. he straightened up and moved back, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a sucking sound. His thick semen oozed out and trickled down her inner thigh. He sat on a chair and pulled her down so that she knelt between his legs. He opened his thighs wide and presented his wet, shiny cock to her.
"Bhabi, achhi tarah choomiye aur chatiye..."
"Bhabi, please kiss and lick him..." He leaned back and closed his eyes as he felt her hot breath on his sensitive skin.
Savita started with his hairy testicles, licking the wrinkled skin and sucking them gently into her mouth one at a time, then moving on to the base of his cock and working her way up, cleaning their combined juices with her tongue. Her hubby had trained her well in fellatio and she knew how to pleasure her man. She had grown to like the smell of a man's crotch and the salty, pungent taste of cum. Besides, Shyam had not only proven to be a skilled, talented and considerate lover, she found herself strongly aroused by the way he effortlessly dominated her and also by the very illicitness of their coupling. She put her heart and soul into pleasuring Shyam, pulling the foreskin back and worshiping his hard, erect, arrogant phallus with her lips and tongue, opening her mouth wide and taking his cock in right down her throat, then pulling it out to once again give him a once over with her lips and tongue. She continued to pleasure him this way at a slow, unhurried pace while a relaxed Shyam enjoyed her attentions, his fingers entwined in her hair, eyes feasting on the beautiful, sexy woman, another man's wife, so lovingly service his cock. Every once in a while, they talked.
"Bhabi, sachhi, agar maine aapse waada na kiya hota toh ab tak mai kai baar Kajal ko chod chuka hota. Aapko toh pata hai ki woh chudwane ke liye kitni betaab hai. Kya maine ussey choda to sachhi uske pati ko pata chalega?"
"Really, if I hadn't promised you Bhabi, I'd have by now fucked Kajal many times over. You know very well she's desperate for it. Will her husband really be able to find out if I were to fuck her?" He asked.
"Pata nahin. Shayad ussey nahi bhi pata chale. Lekin aisa chance lena thik nahi hai. Shyam Bhai, aap sachhi kitne burey aadmi hain! Aapne meri bholi si chhoti behena koh pataa kar uski niyat kharab kar di. Aur toh aur, uski shadi shuda behen ko bhi apne changul mein phasa kar apna ghulam bana dala. Ab kam se kam uski shaadi mein koi baadha na layen."
"I don't know. Perhaps he might not. But it's not good to take chances. Shyam Bhai, you are a really such a bad man. You've seduced my innocent little sister and corrupted her morals. Not only that, you've entrapped her married sister and made her your slave. Now at least don't create problems in her marriage." Savita pleaded, and then once again engulfed his cock with her mouth.
"Thik hai Bhabi. Agar aap kahen toh kal se Kajal se aur aap se milna band kar dete hain."
"OK, Bhabi, if you wish, I'll stop meeting Kajal and you from tomorrow." Shyam, called her bluff with a sly smile.
"Kaash yeh ab mumkin nahi hai. Hum dono behne ab poori tarah aapke qaboo mei hain. Ab aapke bina hum nahi reh sakte."
"Alas, that's not possible. Both of us are now completely under your control. We can't live without you." Savita sighed, once again sliding his cock down her throat.
Shyam smiled contentedly. He knew that she was speaking the truth. That thought further aroused him. He grasped her head in his hands and proceeded to fuck her mouth, driving his cock down her throat and holding it in till she started to struggle for breath, then pulling out and making her lick and suck his lollipop, then driving it in again, until he finally blew his load in her mouth.
"Bhabi, mere lund ka pani nigal jaiye."
"Bhabi, swallow my cum." He demanded. Savita did her best but a little bit trickled out of the corner of her mouth. Savita liked the taste of Shyam's cum and unlike Kajal, had no sense of revulsion.
Savita sat on Shyam's lap and rested her head against his chest as he leisurely stroked her naked skin and long, loosened tresses.
"Kya Kajal ki shaadi jaldi hi hone wali hai?"
"Is Kajal getting married soon?" He asked.
"Mere Bapu ladke dhoondh rahe hain. Ussi silisile mein woh jaldi hi Mumbai aa rahe hain. Shayad Kajal ko lekar Gujarat jayenge kisi ladke ke gharwalon se milne."
"My Dad is searching for grooms. He's soon coming to Mumbai for that purpose. Perhaps he'll take Kajal with him to Gujarat to meet a boy's family." Savita replied.
"Chalo achha hai. Woh ek bahut garam laundi hai! Uski shaadi waqt par hona zaroori hai. Aur usko ek taqatwar aur dumdar mard chahiye, jo usse khush rakh sake!"
"That's good. She's one hot wench! She sure needs to get married soon. And she needs a strong man with lots of stamina to keep her happy!" Shyam responded with a naughty glint in his eyes.
"Kya uski shaadi kisi aur se hone par aapko bura nahi lagega?"
"Won't you feel jealous seeing her marry another man?" Savita asked teasingly, casting a sidelong glance at him.
"Bhabi, sach kahoon toh thoda bura zaroor lagega. Lekin kya karen, doosra koi chara nahi hai. Agar hum log purane zamane mein hote toh main aap dono behnon ko utha kar le jata aur apne zanane mein rakhta!"
"Bhabi, to tell the truth, I'll certainly feel a bit jealous. But what can I do, there is no alternative. If we'd been living in the olden days, I'd have kidnapped both of you and kept you in my harem!" He responded with a wicked smile.
***
While Shyam and Savita were busy in the kitchen, Kajal sat in the living room, idly surfing channels on the TV. Apart from curiosity and anticipation of a confrontation, she had felt a sudden twinge of arousal when Savita had followed Shyam inside. She was just a dozen feet away from the kitchen and the doors leading from the living room to the passage and from the passage to the kitchen were both open, although the curtains were drawn. Above the sound of the TV, she could occasionally hear sounds of their voices, scuffling noises and sometimes a muffled moan... Obviously, there had been no fight. She was dying to find out what was going on inside, but even the thought of sneaking a peek didn't cross her mind. She knew that in his own good time, Bhaiya would tell her everything. She tried to imagine Shyam and Savita making love. Would Didi be sucking Bhaiya's cock, would she be taking it right down her throat; she wondered. Then she tried to imagine his hard cock thrusting in and out of Didi's pussy. Along with arousal, she felt a touch of envy for Didi. She clamped her thighs together as she felt moisture seep out of her pussy.
***
"Bhabi chaliye, merey khyal mein aapko ab jana chahiye. Aapne mujhe poori tarah thaka diya aur mujhe neend bhi aa rahi hai. Lekin, bahar baithe baithe Kajal kafi garam ho gayi hogi. Uski bhi aag bujhani padegi. Kya aap ussey andar bhej kar khud baharwale kamre mein rukengi?"
"Bhabi I think it's time for you to leave. You really tired me out and I am feeling very sleepy too. But Kajal must have become very hot while waiting outside. I must quench her fires too... Will you please send her in and wait in the living room?" Shyam instructed.
Savita nodded. She then dressed, straightened her hair as best as she could and went out to the living room. Kajal immediately noticed the mussed hair, disheveled clothes and the contented, well-fucked expression on Savita's face...
"Ja!"
"Go!" Savita said to Kajal, gesturing towards the kitchen without meeting her eye.
***
Kajal wordlessly got up, straightened her clothes and went inside. Shyam had put on his pajamas, although his kurta was still off and he was bare above his waist. He had already moved the chairs into the bedroom and was manhandling the table out of the kitchen when Kajal entered. She helped him move the table into the bedroom and then spread a thin guest mattress topped with a sheet on the kitchen floor, all without exchanging a word. She had immediately noticed the cool air and the smell of recent lovemaking in the kitchen.
"I've never fucked ass before. But one day I'm going to do yours. Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?" He asked.
"Haan. Inhone ek do baar mari hai. Lekin mujhe bahut dard hua. Bilkul achha nahi laga. Woh bahut gandi harkat hai!"
"Yes, my husband has done me in the ass a couple of times. It was very painful. I didn't like it at all. It's such a dirty act!" Savita replied, her nose wrinkling in disgust.
"Thik hai Bhabi, agar aap nahi chahti toh rehne dijiye. Lekin maine Kajal ki gaand mein kai baar ungli chalayi hai. Usko kafi achha lagta hai."
"OK Bhabi, I'll not do it if you don't like it. But I've fingered Kajal's ass many times. She's enjoyed it." He responded.
"Shyam Bhai, bahut samhal kar kaam kijiyega. Uss bechari koh koi taqleef nahi honi chahiye."
"Shyam Bhai, please be very gentle with her. The poor thing shouldn't suffer any pain." Savita pleaded with him. Shyam nodded.
All this time, his cock was buried inside her and had become hard again. He stirred his hips and Savita felt it move inside her. In response, she clenched her pussy muscles around his cock, and he uttered a grunt of satisfaction. He fucked her from behind for a while and then stopped.
"Kathputli ji, abki baar main aapke muh mein jharna chahta hoon."
"My puppet, this time I want to cum in your mouth." He said, again intentionally employing the word "kathputli" (puppet).
Without waiting for her response. he straightened up and moved back, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a sucking sound. His thick semen oozed out and trickled down her inner thigh. He sat on a chair and pulled her down so that she knelt between his legs. He opened his thighs wide and presented his wet, shiny cock to her.
"Bhabi, achhi tarah choomiye aur chatiye..."
"Bhabi, please kiss and lick him..." He leaned back and closed his eyes as he felt her hot breath on his sensitive skin.
Savita started with his hairy testicles, licking the wrinkled skin and sucking them gently into her mouth one at a time, then moving on to the base of his cock and working her way up, cleaning their combined juices with her tongue. Her hubby had trained her well in fellatio and she knew how to pleasure her man. She had grown to like the smell of a man's crotch and the salty, pungent taste of cum. Besides, Shyam had not only proven to be a skilled, talented and considerate lover, she found herself strongly aroused by the way he effortlessly dominated her and also by the very illicitness of their coupling. She put her heart and soul into pleasuring Shyam, pulling the foreskin back and worshiping his hard, erect, arrogant phallus with her lips and tongue, opening her mouth wide and taking his cock in right down her throat, then pulling it out to once again give him a once over with her lips and tongue. She continued to pleasure him this way at a slow, unhurried pace while a relaxed Shyam enjoyed her attentions, his fingers entwined in her hair, eyes feasting on the beautiful, sexy woman, another man's wife, so lovingly service his cock. Every once in a while, they talked.
"Bhabi, sachhi, agar maine aapse waada na kiya hota toh ab tak mai kai baar Kajal ko chod chuka hota. Aapko toh pata hai ki woh chudwane ke liye kitni betaab hai. Kya maine ussey choda to sachhi uske pati ko pata chalega?"
"Really, if I hadn't promised you Bhabi, I'd have by now fucked Kajal many times over. You know very well she's desperate for it. Will her husband really be able to find out if I were to fuck her?" He asked.
"Pata nahin. Shayad ussey nahi bhi pata chale. Lekin aisa chance lena thik nahi hai. Shyam Bhai, aap sachhi kitne burey aadmi hain! Aapne meri bholi si chhoti behena koh pataa kar uski niyat kharab kar di. Aur toh aur, uski shadi shuda behen ko bhi apne changul mein phasa kar apna ghulam bana dala. Ab kam se kam uski shaadi mein koi baadha na layen."
"I don't know. Perhaps he might not. But it's not good to take chances. Shyam Bhai, you are a really such a bad man. You've seduced my innocent little sister and corrupted her morals. Not only that, you've entrapped her married sister and made her your slave. Now at least don't create problems in her marriage." Savita pleaded, and then once again engulfed his cock with her mouth.
"Thik hai Bhabi. Agar aap kahen toh kal se Kajal se aur aap se milna band kar dete hain."
"OK, Bhabi, if you wish, I'll stop meeting Kajal and you from tomorrow." Shyam, called her bluff with a sly smile.
"Kaash yeh ab mumkin nahi hai. Hum dono behne ab poori tarah aapke qaboo mei hain. Ab aapke bina hum nahi reh sakte."
"Alas, that's not possible. Both of us are now completely under your control. We can't live without you." Savita sighed, once again sliding his cock down her throat.
Shyam smiled contentedly. He knew that she was speaking the truth. That thought further aroused him. He grasped her head in his hands and proceeded to fuck her mouth, driving his cock down her throat and holding it in till she started to struggle for breath, then pulling out and making her lick and suck his lollipop, then driving it in again, until he finally blew his load in her mouth.
"Bhabi, mere lund ka pani nigal jaiye."
"Bhabi, swallow my cum." He demanded. Savita did her best but a little bit trickled out of the corner of her mouth. Savita liked the taste of Shyam's cum and unlike Kajal, had no sense of revulsion.
Savita sat on Shyam's lap and rested her head against his chest as he leisurely stroked her naked skin and long, loosened tresses.
"Kya Kajal ki shaadi jaldi hi hone wali hai?"
"Is Kajal getting married soon?" He asked.
"Mere Bapu ladke dhoondh rahe hain. Ussi silisile mein woh jaldi hi Mumbai aa rahe hain. Shayad Kajal ko lekar Gujarat jayenge kisi ladke ke gharwalon se milne."
"My Dad is searching for grooms. He's soon coming to Mumbai for that purpose. Perhaps he'll take Kajal with him to Gujarat to meet a boy's family." Savita replied.
"Chalo achha hai. Woh ek bahut garam laundi hai! Uski shaadi waqt par hona zaroori hai. Aur usko ek taqatwar aur dumdar mard chahiye, jo usse khush rakh sake!"
"That's good. She's one hot wench! She sure needs to get married soon. And she needs a strong man with lots of stamina to keep her happy!" Shyam responded with a naughty glint in his eyes.
"Kya uski shaadi kisi aur se hone par aapko bura nahi lagega?"
"Won't you feel jealous seeing her marry another man?" Savita asked teasingly, casting a sidelong glance at him.
"Bhabi, sach kahoon toh thoda bura zaroor lagega. Lekin kya karen, doosra koi chara nahi hai. Agar hum log purane zamane mein hote toh main aap dono behnon ko utha kar le jata aur apne zanane mein rakhta!"
"Bhabi, to tell the truth, I'll certainly feel a bit jealous. But what can I do, there is no alternative. If we'd been living in the olden days, I'd have kidnapped both of you and kept you in my harem!" He responded with a wicked smile.
***
While Shyam and Savita were busy in the kitchen, Kajal sat in the living room, idly surfing channels on the TV. Apart from curiosity and anticipation of a confrontation, she had felt a sudden twinge of arousal when Savita had followed Shyam inside. She was just a dozen feet away from the kitchen and the doors leading from the living room to the passage and from the passage to the kitchen were both open, although the curtains were drawn. Above the sound of the TV, she could occasionally hear sounds of their voices, scuffling noises and sometimes a muffled moan... Obviously, there had been no fight. She was dying to find out what was going on inside, but even the thought of sneaking a peek didn't cross her mind. She knew that in his own good time, Bhaiya would tell her everything. She tried to imagine Shyam and Savita making love. Would Didi be sucking Bhaiya's cock, would she be taking it right down her throat; she wondered. Then she tried to imagine his hard cock thrusting in and out of Didi's pussy. Along with arousal, she felt a touch of envy for Didi. She clamped her thighs together as she felt moisture seep out of her pussy.
***
"Bhabi chaliye, merey khyal mein aapko ab jana chahiye. Aapne mujhe poori tarah thaka diya aur mujhe neend bhi aa rahi hai. Lekin, bahar baithe baithe Kajal kafi garam ho gayi hogi. Uski bhi aag bujhani padegi. Kya aap ussey andar bhej kar khud baharwale kamre mein rukengi?"
"Bhabi I think it's time for you to leave. You really tired me out and I am feeling very sleepy too. But Kajal must have become very hot while waiting outside. I must quench her fires too... Will you please send her in and wait in the living room?" Shyam instructed.
Savita nodded. She then dressed, straightened her hair as best as she could and went out to the living room. Kajal immediately noticed the mussed hair, disheveled clothes and the contented, well-fucked expression on Savita's face...
"Ja!"
"Go!" Savita said to Kajal, gesturing towards the kitchen without meeting her eye.
***
Kajal wordlessly got up, straightened her clothes and went inside. Shyam had put on his pajamas, although his kurta was still off and he was bare above his waist. He had already moved the chairs into the bedroom and was manhandling the table out of the kitchen when Kajal entered. She helped him move the table into the bedroom and then spread a thin guest mattress topped with a sheet on the kitchen floor, all without exchanging a word. She had immediately noticed the cool air and the smell of recent lovemaking in the kitchen.
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