[Krishan202]

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Part -- 9

One day, Krishan Kumar was sitting on the long sofa in the hall, and he had a magazine in his hand. Ramya came with a big photo album, and sat beside him. He looked at her, and found her an extremely hot lady, dbangd in an elegant white Saree. The long hairs neatly tied behind her neck, and reaching up to her waist. The Saree was well below the navel, and showing her flat abdomen while the boobs looked like ready to burst out of its restraints. She was sitting close enough for him to smell the sweet perfumes coming from her body.


"Krishan, see our family photos. These are the wedding photos of me and my husband from our younger times. This is little Anushka of 3 years," she said.





Suddenly his heart leaped out of his chest when he saw Ramya leaned onto him showing him photos from the Album, and her shoulder met his. He saw that she didn't pull back but kept her breasts pressed against him while continuing to show the photos animatedly.


He felt excited; his cock grew in size and was making a tent in his pants. He quietly adjusted it and watched in amazement as she slipped closer to him and allowed her boobs to be pressed against the backside of his shoulder.


"See this little Anushka. Can you believe this little Anushka has become a mother of two young daughters?" she said to him excitedly, showing the childhood photographs of Anushka.


What was she doing? Was she flirting with him? Whether she decided to make her fantasy a reality. She wondered and looked at him. Then Ramya came in front of him, and leaned to show him further photos from the Album. Now, her boobs were more revealing, thin shoulder straps, and the bra cups were really tiny and only covered her nipples. On either side Krishan Kumar could clearly see the dark circles around her nipples, the aureoles. Because it was tight, her breasts were squeezed tightly together and bulged up and out very sexily.


The panties were even tinier, clearly visible from her white transparent saree, really only a thong. At home, she would usually not wear a petticoat beneath the saree except panties. There was nothing at all behind, just a really thin strand that went between her buttocks and, on the other side, came up between her legs. There, the strand became a little broader, but just a little, so that it only just covered her actual cunt-lips, but left everything else completely bare: her pubic hair could be seen on either side. Then Kreethi entered, and the situation was changed.





In the meantime, Krishan Kumar set a target to fuck these two women very soon. He started preparation to give a good and heavy fuck to these two women. He stopped masturbating, tried to control himself, started taking the special homeopathy medicines for enhancing the duration of sex. He started massaging his dick everyday by special herbal medicated oil which would make the dick rock hard. Good things happened to him one by one, his body started showing results, his dick was staying erect for 30+ minutes, he had not even masturbated for once, he even controlled himself from wet dream ( leaking sperm during sleep) by having a cold shower at night and oil bath twice a week. All the sex boosting medicines and foods started showing results, and his dried ball sack slowly filled up with stock of thick quantity of healthy sperm for emptying inside these two women.


He would often notice Keerthi, the silent beauty of the house, who would be doing all the household works, and occasionally when their eyes would meet, she would simply smile at him. Krishan Kumar could guess that an underline sorrow was running inside her mind which she would not like to express before others, it might be her unhappiness being childless for more than 6 years after being married.





Day by day, he became obsessed with this beauty, he wanted to be part with her, to explore the cause of her depression and her emptiness. He was attracted much more with her faint and starry radiance face through the gloom, and the sweet stillness of her face down on a fair young head, with all the clustering locks, untouched by care, her lips and cheek, beneath it her innocent gaze. Her flute-like voices, her tenderness, and her smile was wearing her woe. He would glance at her pale cheek, and wanted to give her a true heart of hope replacing the broken heart with the first fragrance of love. Krishan Kumar became obsessed with her romantically.


She was cleaning the window. She was in her mid-thirties, fair complexion, with perfect 34B breasts and below her naked waist peeking through her saree was a round hip which swayed sexily with every step she took.


He looked up to the window, and saw there her noble but gloomy face. It was bent down, and her head seemed as if it was depressed by dark thoughts. At this sight, Krishan Kumar forgot everything.


"Ohhh!" sighed he, "if I could only make her happier!"


This was Krishan Kumar's daily subject of thought, but Keerthi appeared to be indifferent to everything around her here. He picked out the pairs of beautiful fancy golden bangles, he purchased last evening for her, and with these in his hand which were glistening in the light, he proceeded towards her.


"Keerthi, you look like you have been working hard, come, see what I brought for you. I think these would suit to your hands," he said and handed over her the bangles.


"Uncle, thank you," she acknowledged his gifts. The sickly paleness of her noble countenance, the depressed seldom- raised eyelids, the inanimate languor of her movements, the gloomy indifference in which her soul seemed to be wrapped for suffering was beamed with light of joy and cheerfulness.





"Why don't you wear these now? I want to see whether these are fitted suitably in your hands or not?" he said, and reached down to her hands for help. She felt his hand as he helped her to wear the bangles. His hand was big and hot. She felt a current of electricity run up her arms.


"These are beautiful," said Kreethi.


"At least, you have appreciated, so nice of you. Do you ever go outside?" he asked smilingly.


"After coming here, I have never gone outside," she replied with her dropping eyes.


"Then, you should come with me sometime? I would be your guide. We would go to the zoo, Metro, shopping complex, and to watch movies in Theatres," he said and looked at her intently.


She nodded her head with consent, and replied, "Sure, I would like to visit with you."


In the next two weeks, Krishan Kumar took Keerthi to all places  which she had never seen in her life. He purchased costly and beautiful sarees, ornaments, and cosmetics for her, and gifted her.


Gradually, he could notice that she had overcome her melancholies, sorrow, and gloomy face of disappointed hopes. Now, she had become a little talkative. Her face reflected perfect happiness.





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One Saturday morning, Ramya said, "Krishan, my daughter Anushka was telling me that you are a good palmist. Can you foretell something about me?"


Krishan Kumar replied, "Ramya, you see, I am not a professional palmist. I have studied palmistry in depth, I can foretell certain things in detail, but not everything."


Ramya eagerly in an anxious tone requested, "Please see my palm, and tell me whatever you know."


He took the right palm of Ramya, and said, "The right hand is what you're born with, and left is what you've accumulated throughout your life. For males, it is the other way around. The left hand is what he is born with, and the right is what he has accumulated throughout his life."


Then he started telling her certain things of her past after studying carefully the lines, and she nodded her head with consent. Kreethi was standing by the side of them, and listening to everything diligently.


"Ramya, it is clearly shown in your marriage line that you will become a widow at the age of 40 years, but surprisingly, in the child line, it is showing that you will be having two children," he said.


"What Rubbish! I have only one child that is Anushka. How can I have another child at this age" she said.


Krishan Kumar exclaimed, "I don't know, the line is telling that only."


Then Ramya left. Kreethi came nearer to him, and said in a low voice," uncle, can you tell me something about my future?"


He glanced at her saddened pale face, and said, "Keerthi, now I have to hurry for my Bank. Tomorrow is Sunday. In the morning, with a fresh mood, I will study your palm, and tell you everything of your future life."


Next day, it was a bright Sunday morning. The children of both the families left for the zoo along with Ramya. The time was 10.00AM. Both the ladies, Asin and Anushka were lying in their beds with their bulky wombs. Krishan Kumar had finished his bathing by this time. Keerthi entered his flat with a full tray of breakfast.


After sometime, she addressed him, "Uncle, you promised me yesterday to see my palm, and tell me about it."


"Ohhh! yes...come near me," he called her.


He took her palm, and placed it on his lap, and started studying the lines. He told her some facts of her past. Then he said, "Keerthi, your marriage line is fine, but with some problems, but your child line speaks that you will have a kid within a year."


"It is not true," she said, and the big tears rolled down her cheeks as she said it.





Krishan Kumar looked at her in surprise as tears had gathered in her eyes, and a flood of tears gushed down her cheeks.


Then she started saying, "I was in my eighteen when my parents fixed my marriage with a college teacher. As you know in small rural areas like ours, the parents in law, the relatives and everybody expect a baby from a newly married couple immediately. Each passing month, my husband and I looked for signs indicating that in ten months' time we would be parents. Little did we realize that our path to parenthood would be significantly longer, indefinite with uncertainty. But it is a road that we travelled together for the last 6 years, growing closer and giving each other moral support. Maybe it was a premonition of difficult times ahead, but more likely it was just a natural step for me, which motivated me to consult with a gynaecologist two years before. Medical Test was conducted on me and my husband. From the reports/Tests, it was revealed that due to Male infertility on the part of my husband, I cannot conceive a baby ever in my life. Since I love my husband very much, and don't want to hurt him, I tore the Reports, and told him that the fault was from my end. My in-laws in turn blamed me for being childless . It was easier for us to cope on our own without having to cope with their disappointment. Our friends were supportive, even though they could not fully understand what we were going through. But my husband was such a nice man throughout the years that he has supported me by giving his maximum love to me, and neither of us ever thought of divorcing each other. The Relatives, neighbours, and colleagues on the whole were generally sensitive. The challenge is answering innocent questions posed by strangers such as, "How many children do you have?" I felt worse for the person asking than for myself. I would spend the next fifteen minutes explaining that it is a natural question and they had not hurt me by asking it.


I appreciated my Aunt (Asin) calling personally and telling me she was pregnant, although it must have been very difficult for her. My Aunt (Asin) still thinks that we are having treatments for the baby but we didn't tell her anything specifics. I especially appreciated the fact that she treated me as a normal person, she always included us in the family activities."


Krishan Kumar remained silent for some moment, then he said, "Male infertility refers to a male's inability to cause pregnancy in a fertile female. Male infertility is commonly due to deficiencies in the semen and semen quality. This means your husband is not able to conceive a child, even though he had continuous sexual intercourse with you. Male infertility is due to low sperm production, abnormal sperm function or blockages that prevent the delivery of sperm. Illnesses, injuries, chronic health problems, lifestyle choices and other factors can play a role in causing male infertility."


He continued his saying, "Keerthi, listen carefully, what I am saying is from a medical point of views as I am a Doctor also. There are other important reasons for becoming male infertility, so tell me without hesitation and shy whether your husband has problems with sexual function — for example, difficulty with ejaculation or small volumes of fluid ejaculated, reduced sexual desire, or difficulty maintaining an erection (erectile dysfunction) and pain, swelling or a lump in the testicle area."


With drooping eyes, she replied, "Yes, he has all these problems that you mentioned."


Now, Krishan Kumar noted the reasons for her unhappiness, her emptiness and her sorrow. He could now guess how the healthful tint of quiet happiness which once painted her smooth cheek, had given place to a pale face, her eyes which were keener and most restless in glances once, now there was unquiet dropping of her heavy lids, as if tears lurked beneath their shadow.


He very lightly touched her shoulder with one hand while wiping her tears away with the other. Immediately, he looked away so that she would think this first touch from his side to be subconscious or genuine instead of being fake or forced.


Krishan Kumar touched the side of his head first, then slowly brushed her hand backwards, moving his right hand through her hair, so smoothly, through the thickness of her hair. After that, his hand went down the side of her neck, passed her ear lobe, and started brushing something, ever so slowly, "stroke one, stroke two" off the top portion of her blouse, just above her breast line.


Krishan Kumar saw her distress, "Keerthi," he asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.


"What's wrong?"


"Nothing," she choked. "It's just that..."


Krishan Kumar said nothing, but caressed her shoulder. Finally, Keerthi broke down. She pushed Krishan Kumar's hand away and ran inside the bed room, crying. Krishan Kumar followed her.


She sat on the side of the bed. Krishan Kumar walked slowly to her. He sat beside her. For a few moments they sat, his arm around her shoulders as she cried. "I..." Keerthi spoke, choking on her tears. A fresh wave of tears washed over her. She fought them back and went on, "I...I love my husband very much."





"Oh, Keerthi!" he said, stroking her hair. He let her cry a bit more. When it seemed, she might not stop, he kissed the top of her head, very tenderly. Krishan Kumar rubbed her shoulder more, trying to find the right words to comfort her. "Everyone in this world has problems, but that does not mean that one should give up their hopes and leads a painful life. There is no fault on your part, you are fertile, and you can be a mother."


"But, how?" Kreethi sobbed.


"Keerthi," Krishan Kumar said awkwardly. He touched her shoulder. His hand moved down, brushing the side of her breast. She clutched his hand in hers, pressing it against her boob.


He kissed the side of her neck, her ear. His fingers continued, thrusting, probing, stroking deep inside of her.


He held onto her shoulder. His finger stroked her skin. She thought nothing of it, but when his hand moved upwards and he started caressing her neck. She gave him an utterly surprised look.


Krishan Kumar looked into her eyes a moment, then leaned forward, and kissed her on the lips. Before she could say something or oppose him, he timidly kissed her on the lips. Now she stared at him in shock. A second later, he grabbed her shoulder, and kissed her again, bolder this time and longer. She tried to stop him, but his strong warm lips on her made her weak in the knees and she let herself be kissed.





It was a quick kiss, an innocent kiss. But Kreethi's heart leapt in her breast...he had kissed her! She leaned closer, her lips parted slightly, hoping for another. Krishan Kumar hesitated, sensing what she wanted. At last he gave in and kissed her. Their mouths worked slowly. Caught up in the moment, Keerthi took his face in her hands and kissed him more deeply. He returned the kiss eagerly. Their tongues danced. After a long minute, they parted. Krishan Kumar looked at her as Keerthi sat upright, dropping her eyes shyly. Her bosom heaved, and her nipples were prominent beneath the sweaty, clinging blouse.
Soon his hands were all over her. A delightful shudder went through her as he caressed her breasts over her blouse, and impulsively she started kissing him back. For minutes, they were lying in the bed with their tongues intertwined.


Suddenly, Krishan Kumar was kissing her again, passionately, wantonly! She returned his kisses, caressing his back as two fell on the bed. He kissed her neck, tugging at her damp blouse. She wriggled under him, helping him get it off. Her full breasts bounced free. He kissed and sucked them, nibbling her nipples. Krishan Kumar kept his hand at her sides, but he stroked her softly. Her skin sang at his touch.


His long fingers dancing along her flanks made her feel drunk. She drowned in dizziness, her nipples grew hard, and without thinking, she took his hand and let him touch. Her face showed every expression, moans slowly rolled off the edge of her tongue and out of her mouth. He held her breasts in his hands, rolling her nipples between his fingers until she thought she would cry from the pleasure that sparked from chest to groin. She pushed back against him, deliberately grinding her ass against his pelvis. He kissed the back of her neck, and tweaked her nipples until she wanted to beg him, to touch her, to fuck her and to whatever it was he wanted to do. Her knees grew weaker and her heart grew fonder.


Then he reached under her saree, and started caressing her thighs. She pushed his hand away, but he kept his mouth glued to her, and his roving fingers quickly found the soft fabric that was his target. He possessively cupped her cunt over her panties. The intimate touch aroused her beyond belief, and silently she allowed him to fondle her, until his hand slipped under her waistband, and he started to explore her bush. Now she had to stop him.


"Uncle! No!" she gasped, "Nooohhhh...Please!" His fingers were on her soft wet flesh. His fingers gently pushed down her slit, finding her very wet, and with a tiny movement, he opened her up. He rolled her clit between his fingers and strummed it harder and harder until her head seemed to swim. He pushed against her G-spot and bit her gently on the back of her neck. She came with a cry that did not sound like her. It sounded wild and untamed. Not like her at all.





Her body twisted, jerked and muscle plasm released tension in her inner thighs. She did not have to beg him to continue. His hands slid down to her torso, over her belly and met in a beautiful wave of movement against her clit. He fluttered his fingers over her mound, through her outer lips, over her throbbing clit. His fingers found her cunt and he slid into her. His other hand continued its beautiful torture of her clit


His index gently glided over her moist lips, and dipping in between her slippery folds, he began rubbing her clitoral hood. Immediately, Kreethi spread her legs to allow him access, and he found her emerging little love button. He rubbed the juice of her cunt on her hardening clitoris, and soon she was squirming with pleasure. He kept rubbing her clitoris in circles until she was gasping for more.


"Ohhh yes, uncle! Just there! Ohhhh...yes," she moaned.


Rotating her pelvis forward, she tried to increase her sensation against her throbbing clitoris, and her undulating hips slowly rocked in unison with his agile fingers. Then he slid his fingers up and down between the folds of her cunt again and dragged wetly across her slit from her throbbing clitoris to her opening and then back up.


"Ohhhh yes! Slow like that, Uncle!" she sighed.





His middle finger teased her entrance, and the feeling was just too good to stop for Keerthi. Then his finger plunged deep into her, and she yelped as it slipped into her depths. Keerthi bit her lips not to make any further involuntary sound, but her mind was screaming, "So good, so good, please don't stop!"

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He fingered her cunt until she almost collapsed. She felt her knees shaking. He finger fucked her until she lost all thought and her hips rose up to meet his hand, bumping against him greedily. She had lost all shame, all shyness. Now, she wanted to come against his elegant hands, wrapped in his arms.


"Come for me, Keerthi," he whispered in her ear softly. She felt her body tighten at just the tone in his voice. She felt herself clamp hesitantly around the fingers that he thrust deep inside of her.


"I want you to come for me," he whispered.


He untied the string of her petticoat, and tugged it down to her ankles. He pulled off her panties which were soaked through the front, and this sight aroused Krishan Kumar more. He kissed her navel and she cooed and squirmed. He pulled her panties down with his hands, kissing and licking her hip and leg as he pulled them off. She rubbed her pussy lips with his fingertips, already yearning for release.


"Ohhhhh...God! I am comingggggggg...Aaaahhhhhhh," she moaned in pleasure. Krishan Kuma's finger felt the stickiness of liquid oozing out from inside. The juices gradually flowed into his palm. He slurped like a greedy boy licking honey.





Krishan Kumar bent down and kissed her nether lips. The sight of him eating her out was too good as she felt his mouth lapping around her cunt.


Suddenly, Krishan Kumar nestled his head between her thighs. "Ohh...my goodness!" she thought and closed her eyes.


She felt his hands on her thighs, his breath on her bush which sent a warm pleasant rush through her body. When his tongue touched her clit, she clenched his hair. His tongue parted her lips and licked inside of her cunt. Each time he lapped up against her button, he drew back toward her entrance a little more. His tongue whirled and sent sparks of pleasure up her spine. He crawled on top of her and started kissing again, and hungrily she replied.


His long rigid tongue forced in to her, and that opened her, and he wriggled as deep as he could. Cupping her ass in his hands, and pulled her hard against his face until his nose was pressed against her smooth pelvic area, and she could hear him laboured breathing. Her hips bucked up to meet him, and she pushed harder against his face, blindly seeking tongue, lips and teeth.


"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Keerthi cried, wriggling her hips back and forth.





Krishan Kumar lapped at her young clit, and she knew she would cum soon. He slurped her hole, then licked her clit more. Keerthi moaned loudly, arching her back as she came.


The second orgasm was slower and longer, the muscles in her belly flexed. She wrapped her hands in his long dark hair and came against his lips. He felt the jet spray of thick liquid inside his mouth which went straight down his throat. She let him lick her clean as she sat with her head bowed down and drained of all energy. Grateful for the delightful taste of her own sweet juices on his lips when he leaned up and kissed her. Soon they lay completely entangled on the couch.


When he finished lapping her juices, Krishan Kumar sat back on his haunches again. She tugged at his shirt, wrenching it off him. She had not realized how buff he was. She ran her fingers over his washboard abs. On impulse, she touched the front of Krishan Kumar's shorts, moving her hand along the length of his throbbing hard on. Krishan Kumar gave a surprising moan.


Krishan Kumar sat back on his haunches, fumbling with his zipper. His erection made his brief bulge, and Kreethi's eyes widened. She opened the zipper, and his turgid cock sprang free.


Krishan Kumar's eyes widened when she got his penis out. She looked at the big dick pointing straight up from his groin, it was almost 3 times bigger than her husband's. She pulled down his shorts, and then she wrapped her fingers around his firm shaft. She felt his blood coursing through the warm velvety column which throbbed it in the palm of her hand. The sensation of the velvety head sliding through her fingers sent an exciting shiver down her back. She rubbed the pre-cum over the cock head with her thumb. He groaned as his hard cock twitched in her hand.


He positioned his gigantic throbbing 9th inch cock between her sensitive folds, and her breath caught due to the sight of a big giant. Krishan Kumar ran his cock along the inside of her thigh, and rubbed the head over her wet pussy.


He held the tip of his swollen red head between her cunt lips, then he aimed right at her pink opening of the cunt, he pressed the bulbous head between her folds which gilded deep inside her wet cunt hole.



The sensation of the cushiony head sliding between her slick inner lips sent sparks of pleasure through her. She felt his body weigh between her legs. His wigging hips parted her thighs even further. He was stroking the entire length of his cock along her slit. She felt him pushing the slippery knob of his cock faster and faster into her moist cleft. She was breathing heavily. She gasped in shock. Her breath caught in her throat.


"Uncle, what are you doing?" she squealed in her muffled voice as the head of his tool wedged itself in to the split of her womanhood, nestled in the entrance between her slippery folds, the head of uncle's invading presence chiselled between her clenching pussy lips.


She urgently whispered, "Uncle, No," and struggled to get out under him, but she was so wet down there, every move lodged him a little further into her moist cleft.


Then Krishan Kumar thrusted forward, and his shaft easily slid all the way in her cunt. Her whispered protest turned into incredulous squeak as he pushed his extra-large dick where it counted. His full length slid into her hole in one fluid motion. Krishan Kumar grunted in ecstasy as he eased his giant penis inside her pussy. She tried to push him off, but the moment he invaded her, intense pleasure fountained from between her legs. Her cunt muscles contracted and her body trembled in pleasure as his hard, big and thick shaft pushed into her vital young love tunnel.





She hissed, "Uncle, stop it. What do you think? What are you doing?"


"Just for a moment," he pleaded in a very husky voice, "No one will ever know."


She felt his pubic bone grind firmly against her, and realized his giant cock was completely buried inside the narrow passage. She could feel him throbbing deep inside her belly. She was breathing fast, her breasts heaving, nipples hard with excitement, and her vagina wet and ready.


She longed to give in, but she whispered with rasping breath in a fake protest,


"Uncle, I cannot, I am a married woman!"


"Yes, Keerthi! Think me as your husband, we are married and it is our first fucking," said he, and pushed his cock further.


"Uncle, I love you...love you...fuck me Uncle, my cunt is yours only as you are my husband, I am married to you," cried Kreethi, and embraced him tightly.


Slowly, Krishan Kumar pushed his huge dick into her. She moaned as she felt him stretch her. He fucked her slowly kissing her mouth and face. Krishan Kumar pressed his mouth tight on her, and pushed her back onto the couch. Locked together in a kiss with bloated flesh tightly lodged in her cunt, they just lay in this intimate embrace as man and woman. Her heart was beating like crazy. He grabbed her by the shoulders, slowly but firmly, he pushed into her vagina with his strong hips. She responded by rocking her hips to meet his thrust, and she could not help it. She was on her back with her thighs wide apart, and so excited that she could not protest any more.





Krishan Kumar kissed her neck. "I know, you want it too...," he whispered in her ear.


He was right. She felt the warm moistness down there. It had been quite a long time she had a man between her legs. Her juicy peach was ready to be creamed. Then their eyes locked together, and she held on to his waist with both hands, clamped tightly on him, and pulled him into her.


"Oh, yes,' Keerthi hissed, "Yess! Take me, Uncle! Take me now!"

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He moaned in pleasure. As she started moving her hips, a tidal wave of pleasure flowed between her legs. Her body was finally getting what it needed. She cried out with lust as he filled with her rapid thrust, his hands moved down her back to her bottom, and cupping her buttocks. He drove himself in to her, put his lips on her lips to muffle her moans of ecstasy. Her breasts wobbled up and down her blouse, as Krishan Kumar thrusted in and out of her. She felt his pounding hips rising and pushing, and Krishan Kumar's hands under her butt as he was pushing fast.





Krishan Kumar increased his tempo, his hands moved down to her back to her bottom, and grabbed her buttocks. He pressed his face into the hollow of her neck, pushing himself on her. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him deeper inside her, increasing his rhythm. He began to moan loudly, and she knew he was about to come.


She breathed. He looked into her eyes without stopping. She hissed, "Please come inside me."


He gasped, his eyes went wild, and he planted himself deep inside her, his dick expanded in her tight passage. In utter bliss, she moaned, "Ohhh...Yes, Uncle! Do it for me." Then she felt him squirt and she orgasmed explosively as the dam broke and a tremendous vibration took possession of her convulsing body.


The contraction of her spasming cunt seemed to suck the sperm right out of Krishan Kumar's balls, shooting a torrent of hot white seed into her womb. He gave a triumphant roar as he blasted his load into her baby factory. She clawed at his back as he was seeding her.


She cried with pleasure, "Ohhh...uncle, yes! Yess! Fuck me, fill up me with your seeds. Do it to me. Do it in my hot wet cunt."





Delirious with lust, she felt her contracting cervix open and she could swear he was shooting his load right into her womb. She was coming so hard she thought she would pass out. With each grunt, Krishan Kumar's dick expanded in her narrow tunnel for preparation of another blast, the tightening in her cunt triggered another wave of orgasms, spasming, grasping and milking his spurting cock, sucking thick white gobs of creamy sperm right through her cervix, and in to her ripe and ready womb.


She fully realized he was breeding her, and she was actually helping his eager swimmers on their way to go inside her little egg. Her tunnel was slick with his cummings and still he kept Cumming, she could not believe how much there in those big balls. She wanted every drop of his virile nectar inside her adulterous cunt.





As he emptied his balls into her gripping, sucking cunt, she milked every last drop of his honey from his dick. When her incredible orgasms finally ebbed a way, his dick slowed down in her throbbing slit, and after a few gentle final thrusts, he collapsed on top of her body, panting rapidly from the exertion. She also just lay completely exhausted under him.



Finally, he got off her, and as his shrinking penis slipped out, Keerthi let out a sigh, it was over. When she felt the warm moistness of sperm leaking out of her, she got out from the couch to get her clothes back on. He reminded her of a young bull she had seen in her town. She could not believe what she had done just now. She took off her dress and went into the bathroom for a clean wash. She could not help a nervous giggle when she took off her panties as she felt uncle's nectar pouring out from her, and she wanted to see it. She took a little hand mirror, and positioned herself by squatting on the floor, and watched the pearly white syrup flowing from her open cunt like honey from some exotic pink flower. She was mesmerized, it felt like a dream. She cleaned up as best as she could. She thought, without any protection, she had let a man twice her age shoot sperm in her cunt willingly, eagerly even, and at her most fertile time. The fact that her orgasm only increased her chance of her pregnancy. Just one of those little swimmers was enough although Millions would probably get into her unused womb.




To be continued.....

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Part -10


Keerhti imagined uncle's little swimmer. And again, that thought spread a warm glow throughout her body. She was thrilled to become a mother. She imagined uncle's little swimmers alive, and kicking inside her, flowing around up her birth canal, wriggling into her womb by the millions, teeming deep inside her and swimming up to her tubes, she might be conceiving as she was at the peak of her cycle.


She got out of the bathroom, dried off, and slipped into bed naked. She felt alive and very female, a complete woman. She still felt his cum dripping down from her thighs in spite of her cleaning and drying off.





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Nobody got a slightest hint of this episode between Krishan Kumar and Keerthi. In the evening, both of them acted in a normal manner as if nothing had passed between them. Krishan Kumar spent some time with Asin, and cautioned Keerthi to take proper care of her Aunt. Then he visited Anushka's flat. Anushka was sitting with her mom Ramya. Krishan Kumar spent some time with them, enquiring about the diets and medicines Anushka was taking. After dinner, Krishan Kumar was retiring in his bed room. Around 10.00 pm, he heard the voices of Keerthi and Ramya, then he heard the thud of the main door of his flat. He assumed that after locking the main door from inside, both the ladies were inside in their respective rooms. Three persons under the same roof were merged in different thoughts.


A quiet calm settled over the Flat as it was midnight.


Ramya went back to her past when she became a widow at the age of 40 years, since then for the last 10 years, her well of cunt juices had dried up, and the tunnel had been blocked due to non-entry of any dick head. Now when she noticed the outline of the bulge of Krishan Kumar inside the house, the sexual enzymes started to design to break down cunt cell walls and to release the liquids. The formation of cunt juice inside her hole was ready to be explored and gushed out by a purple head of a cock. After so many years, now she longed to be fucked. She could not resist herself, and put her finger inside the hole for an orgasm before sleeping. She imagined the big cock of Krishan Kumar entering in and out of her cunt, her index finger was dipped inside her cunt moving in and out, her thumb brushing through the bush of pubic hairs around the cunt, and after sometime she felt her body arch up as she reached her orgasm, imagining Krishan Kumar lying on top of her, and his huge cock inside her pussy until it pulled her to sleep.





Keerthi was tossing in her bed. After being married for 6 years, today only she became a full-fledged woman by Uncle (Krishan Kumar). The vivid memory of today's fucking with uncle was flashing in her mind. She remembered the flaccid, soft and half erected 4 inches cock of her husband which he would try to enter once or twice in a month in her folds desperately. But he would fail to enter the door and ejaculate at the time of knocking the door. She had heard the size of cock from her friends, but it was beyond her imagination that her deep cunt would receive a gigantic cock one day which would explore the entire virgin area inside her cunt hole, and hit the bottom of her juice bag to be torn apart and leaking. The most important thing in her life was to be a mother which was bestowed on her by her uncle. But again, she thought once was not enough. Could she be a mother by fucking once? She needed more fucks from her uncle. Kreethi became restless and woke up from the bed, opened the door and proceeded towards the drawing room area of the flat. She could hear the light sound of the snoring of Ramya from the connected room.





Krishan Kumar was moving around restlessly in his bed while trying to sleep. He could not stop thinking about Keerthi. After a long-time, he fucked a young woman, Kreethi which reminded him of fucking a virgin girl. Today's fucking was something extra ordinary experience in his life. Keerthi's innocent face, her tight pussy, and her perky breasts with protruding nipples flashed his mind, and immediately he had a hard one. He had impregnated the Aunt (Asin), and now he wanted to impregnate her niece (Keerthi, Asin's own niece). The more he was thinking about her the more hardness he was feeling inside his cock, it had transformed itself a very big in size and came out side angrily by parting the fold of his lungi and throbbing in a high speed. His door was not locked from inside.
Suddenly, his attention was diverted to the clinking of payal (a metallic string, worn by married women around the ankle in feet. These are mostly made of silver) and the Jingling sound of glass bangles near the entrance door of his bedroom.


The door creaked open as Kreerthi stepped in. Krishan Kumar could not believe his eyes and it was a surprise, it was Keerthi and she was standing in her green nightie, not wearing anything underneath.


Krishan Kumar greeted and invited her in a husky voice, "What a surprise! Keerthi, come in and please sit on the bed."


She came nearer to him, and started to stare at his throbbing cock. He excused himself from the bed, got up, and locked the door.


When he came back, she was sitting on the bed, and hugged him, he got shocked for a moment, but his instant reaction was hugging her back and lip locking her.


They both kissed like a new lover, He forgot that she was another man's wife, she forgot that, she was married and like a daughter to him.


Their mind was filled only with lust.





Krishan Kumar started to tongue her, and she responded back, he started to sucking her, and she responded by biting his lips, they were moaning and breathing heavily. He hugged her again, and lifted her from the bed while kissing her. She lifted her legs and locked around his waist, he slowly dropped her in his bed. His dick was fully erected from the partition of his lungi with veins popping out, and throbbing up and down, the black skin was peeled back itself, and the pink head was fully expanded, more precum was leaking and oozing out.


Krishan Kumar further bent his head, and pushed Keerthi a bit more to make her back resting on the couch, and continued kissing slowly, and once again his tongue slid between her warm moist lips and explored her mouth. Her arms went around his shoulders, and she caressed his back sexily. He took Keerthi in her arms properly, and they kissed hungrily, their tongues were in each other's mouths, and they could taste each other's saliva. Kreethi's hands were on his back, and she was holding him firmly. He was more or less laying on Keerthi, and he could feel the softness of her big milky melons under his chest.


Krishan Kumar made her lie down, and started kissing her body starting from her lips, earlobes, back and chest. Her breath was getting heavier and heavier. He moved down, and kissed her navel, and blew air in it. He went further down, and kissed her legs and toes.


They enjoyed kissing for at least 5 minutes, and they got apart. Krishan Kumar was still lying on top of her, and they were looking in each other's eyes. Light was very dim, most of the portions of the room were dark.


Once again, he tried to kiss, and they kissed again nicely, but hardly for few seconds. He caressed her hairs, and spoke while looking into her eyes, "Keerthi, I love you, and I mean it."


Then he asked, "Did you enjoy today's fucking?"


With her dropping eyes, shyly, she whispered, "Today only I became a complete woman. For the last 6 years since my marriage, I have neither seen a fully erected long cock nor I have been penetrated to the core of my cunt by a hard-long cock. My husband with his small flaccid cock would just knock the door of my cunt, and would ejaculate at the entry of the door without penetration. This may be the cause of my being not a mother of a baby."





Keerthi then said, "If I am not wrong, you set your eyes on me since we first met when my aunt (Asin) introduced me to you"


Krishan Kumar said, "Yes, you are right. The moment I saw you, I could not resist myself to fuck you, and I was waiting for the opportunity."


Kreethi turned around, and once again they looked into each other's eyes, and he placed his lips on her lips, and they started kissing.

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In a way, this was a real kiss, they both were kissing like real lovers, exploring each other's mouth completely, and their lips met again and again like that, and they continued long kissing with some breaks. His hands slid over her body, over Kreethi's breasts, over her nighty, Krishan Kumar just touched them, and Kreethi held him a bit tighter as she was getting excited with his touch over her soft milky jugs.


He was partially over her, just his upper half was covering her, and he was on the support of his elbows, and Kreethi was laying straight. The fever rose, her desire grew, and spread through her body, pulsing in every vein, he felt her hardening hunger as she was breathing heavy now, and shivering a bit. Krishan Kumar could see that she wanted to be fucked badly. He thought that her long break into getting physical love sharpened her lust, which was rising now in her, in him too.



Krishan Kumar slid his body to his right, and tried to come over top of Keerthi. She adjusted herself, and he was laying on top of her, and continued kissing. It was a much better and comfortable position now. Kreethi's legs were tied together and he was lying on her top, loving her like a man.


She was holding him from his back, his left hand was on her forehead as he was caressing her forehead in between while kissing her, and the other hand was over her left breast. He was just holding her mound very lightly, and felt her breath getting heavier and heavier. Their kissing continued for a few more minutes, he was kissing and brushing his lips around her neck and ears, and that really made Keerthi moan in real pleasure. He was licking and sucking her flesh which was around her neck and ears, and Kreethi was trembling in pleasure while moaning, and that was making him crazy, and he continued doing that till she tried to stop him as she could not bear that pleasure anymore.


Once again, they looked in each other's eyes. They both knew that whatever they were doing was wrong, but they both wanted to do it. Without uttering any word, he got down on her right, and tried to lift Keerthi's nightie. He touched her bare skin till her knees, and she held his hand to stop him, he looked into her eyes, she was already looking at him. He understood that it was a natural shyness of a woman.


"Keerthi, let me remove your nightie," he requested.


Krishan Kumar got up and tried to make her sit down by pulling her hands, and she sat down, he moved forward, and tried to take off Keerthi's green nightie. After a bit of hesitation, Kreethi lifted her arms, and he just took off her nightie. Kreethi was sitting just in Bra and panty, the utterly white skin of her breast seemed one of the seven wonders to him, and the way her tight bra was making a deep cleavage, it was really a breath-taking view for him.





Kreethi was feeling a bit embarrassed as she was almost naked in front of him, in front of the elderly uncle who had always treated her like a daughter. She had always adored him as her father like figure, and to night her father like figure was going to fuck her for the second time as her man, as if he was her husband. Knowing her mental state, he immediately removed her upper portion, and got her half naked. Krishan Kumar was curious to see her naked, so he removed her green nightie from the bottom, and took off her lower portion. She became naked underneath, he undressed her in no matter of time, and now she was just in her underwear, and her bare body was visible to him.


The previous one, their first morning fuck was out of impulse and emotion, and she could not recollect how it happened as she was drowned in deep turmoil water of sea of emotions when Krishan Kumar saved her by pulling her in to the surface of sex by fucking her. But now, she had come herself to him to surrender herself completely.


Keerthi was really getting nervous, and could not decide what to do, she could feel her hands trembling a bit, but she tried to cover her fear and sat beside him, and they kissed again. Krishan Kumar moved his hand to Kreethi's bareback to unhook her bra. Kreethi's body started trembling with some sort of fear, an unknown fear of getting fucked by such a huge dick, she was breathing heavy and trying to cover her boobs. Krishan Kumar unhooked Kreethi's bra while sitting, and Kreethi was sensing her condition, she could feel her shivering over her back. Krishan Kumar extended his hand to her back, and unhooked her bra and he took off Keerthi's bra.


Wow!





What a picture, the woman who was married to another man,  the woman who he dreamt of every moment was lying naked in his bed.


Her body was so white, payal in the ankle, and wedding chain on her neck, semi dried hairs spreading like a feather. Kreethi's bare milky boobs were hanging in front of his eyes, he was mesmerised to see her lovely boobs. He kept staring for a few minutes. He started pressing them hard.


Kreethi moaned, "Aaahhhhhh...Uncle,"


Krishan Kumar sucked her milky boobs one by one and also bit her nipples which increased due to her moaning.


He said, "Kreethi, I have never seen such a lovely pair of boobs."





Keerthi smiled at him shyly. He again started sucking them. She caught hold of his head, and pushed it towards her nipples so that he could take more and more in his mouth. Her nipples were erected in excitement as if they were waiting for him to get sucked. With his one hand, he smooched her body from her thighs, and another hand was massaging her boobs tightly, sometimes pinching and pulling her nipples hard, making her more sensitive. He got down, and took the fleshy part of one of the breasts just above the areola, and bit lightly followed by taking her nipples in his mouth. He started sucking them, he could feel the rise in excitement in Keerthi too, she was shivering, but apart from being uneasy they both were in extreme pleasure. He pushed Keerthi to make her lay down, and she lied down on her back, he sucked both of her breasts for a while, and Kreethi enjoyed that, she was holding him firm, and he was on top of the world while feeling her hands on his bare back.


His mouth hungrily sucked her boobs. He sucked on them like a baby who had been deprived of feeding for so many days. She held him tightly against her bosom, and wanted him to take more and more of it into his mouth. Kreethi was moaning with pleasure, encouraging him to suck more and more, while he was savouring her nipples going from one to the other. Poor Uncle! He was really taken by her boobs. She was really glad that he was enjoying it as much as she did. There were several deep teeth marks of love bites in her two breasts. She was lying on her back all this time.





At his end, things were really getting bizarre. After sucking Keerthi's milky jugs, he just got down, and tried to take off her panty. Initially, she did not move, he looked at her, she was staring at him, their eyes met again, and she closed her eyes, and lifted her bottom, so that he could take off her panty, and he went further down, removed her panty, and the loveliest pussy was in front of him covered with small pubic hairs in whitish complexion which was simply awesome. He rubbed her pussy slowly, and ran his hands along her fleshy thighs. She started letting off soft moans.

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Kreethi was laying stark naked. Once again, he leaned over her, and loved her breasts, and took off his lungi, while doing that he tried to part her fleshy thighs. Initially, she held them tight, but holding her left thigh, he continued pushing her that leg apart lightly, and once again looked into her eyes, and kissed her on her lips, and Keerthi drifted her leg apart.





Krishan Kumar looked down, there were very tiny hairs on Kreethi's cunt, and it was looking beautiful, totally wet and leaking down a bit to bed. He touched Kreethi's bare cunt, and she moaned in pleasure, her eyes were closed, and enjoying his tender touch over her body. He was laying partially on Keerthi, as he was also naked, she could feel his penis on her thigh, it was rock hard and throbbing.


Next, he came on top of her to make love to her, and Keerthi welcomed him by adjusting herself, and took him in her arms. Krishan Kumar's pelvis was resting on Kreethi's abdomen. He got up a bit holding his big dick, tried to insert it in Kreethi's entry of cunt hole, but he failed due to his gigantic and thick dick against her small hole. Kreethi folded her legs, and made a big W to give him better access to her love tunnel, and he tried again by coming further on her top but he failed again as his big dick would not enter due to shrinkage and tightness of her inner fold just at the entry of her pussy hole.


Kreethi was looking down at him, what he was doing with her body, she was breathing really heavy as she was about to get penetrated for the second time after a long period, but she was unaware of the fact that her cunt had refused for entry of his dick. Krishan Kumar would not force his dick for penetration as it would hurt her, and she would feel severe pain.





Krishan Kumar was a Doctor, and he guessed that it might be due to Female sexual dysfunction which might be caused due to lack of enough lubrication. Friction in this sensitive area could hurt if your organs normally would not get wet and slippery as part of sexual arousal. Taking more time for sexual play before intercourse was often all that was needed to turn a painful experience into a pleasant one. Too fast was usually too dry. Fear, too, could decrease lubrication, fear about the relationship were all common. The wall of the vagina consisted of an intermediate layer of smooth muscle for functioning and the entrance was closed by another muscle. This vascular network was probably blocked by some psychological problems of Keerthi. Fear of vaginal penetration most probably Keerthi was clenching her vaginal muscles, making penetration impossible. Muscle tension might occur along with the fear psychology, but not always. Woman could usually overcome Vaginismus by muscle relaxation by putting a finger and lubricating it. The most important factor was to reduce anxiety which helped a woman avoid involuntary muscle tension that just added to pain when the vagina had some tightness.


He got up and asked, "Keerthi, your cunt is not allowing the entry of my penis. Is anything going deeply in your mind? Are you not comfortable with me for fucking?"


"No, uncle, I am very much comfortable with you otherwise why did I let you fuck me in the morning? Even now I have come to you at my own will. But after coming to you, certain thoughts are lingering in my mind," she said in a hurt tone.


"My dear Keetrhi, please tell me what is going in your mind?" asked Krishan Kumar.


"Whatever my husband may be, but I love him very much. I was fucked by you in a time when I got moved by my personal emotions containing sexual lust, and to becoming a mother of a baby. After fucked by you, I repented and cried due to my adultery behind my husband which was a sin. But tonight, before going to bed, the reminiscence of our fucking in the morning flashed my memory, and I got horny, I could not resist my sexual urge as I had been fucked by you completely unlike my husband. You made me a complete woman, so I came to you like a magnet attracts an iron, but I got scared after seeing your big and thick cock. I got shivered by thinking how this big cock made entry inside my cunt in the morning, and now whether I can take this big cock once again in my small cunt or not?" said Keerthi in a tearful eye.


Krishan Kumar was very much moved by such a clear confession which he never expected from a rustic and small-town woman like Keerthi. He came close to her. Tears were rolling down her cheeks which he wiped out by his hand, and gave her a passionate kiss on her cheeks and lips.


He analysed his fucking to Kreethi in the morning, and came to a conclusion that in a very emotional moment, Kreethi let him fucking when she had two orgasms already. Since her virgin cunt was not entered by a full-fledged hard cock for the last 6 years, she was hungry for fucking. During this lustful moment of complete fucking of her, she had already two orgasms and her cunt was well lubricated. Since it was her first real fucking with a wish to becoming a mother of a baby, the inner muscles of her cunt automatically paved the way for his gigantic cock to accommodate. So, to fuck her further, he had to pacify her mind, to remove all the clumsy thoughts from her mind so that once she would be mentally free, then spontaneously her cunt muscles would also be relaxed. Further he had to lubricate her cunt as well as his dick by saliva for easy access.



Krishan Kumar said, "Keerthi, I very much appreciate your love for your husband who is a very nice man. God has gifted sex to human beings for two purposes, one for pleasure, and second for creating another human being. But I feel sorry for you that you are deprived of these two things. Think for a moment, neither he can give you sex pleasure nor he can make you a mother. You ask yourself; don't you want to enjoy sex? Don't you want to be a mother of a baby? So, to fulfil God's purpose, if you are doing something then this is not a sin. Then think, how you enjoyed my big cock inside your little cunt which was moving very easily in and out of your cunt irrespective of the size as God has created each cunt in such a way that it can accommodate any size of cock big or small."


Keerthi understood everything that Krishan Kumar said and nodded her head with consent. In her mind, she looked forward to further sexual pleasure.


Krishan Kumar knelt down before her legs, parted the both legs, and widened, moved his finger on Kreethi's love crack, and inserted his middle finger to locate her love opening. As he inserted his finger, she trembled in a different manner, she enjoyed that and, in a way, that thing took her breath. Excitement was rising in Keerthi.


She moaned, "Aaaaahhhhh," she caught his hand.


He further inserted another finger and started moving in and out.


Kreethi moaned," Ouuuuchhhhh...hhhhhh...aahhhhhhh...ssssssss."





He parted the inner folds inside her cunt, and could see the red wall and the core cunt hole far behind. He got down on his knees near the bed, and brought his head near the pussy. He kissed her inner thighs. While licking her thighs, he went up towards her wet pussy. He unfolded the outer lips, and bit slightly on these, with the help of his teeth, he opened the outer lips, and could see her clitoris popping out above the inner lips. He put his tongue just between the parted glans of clitoris, and started slurping. After sucking her clitoris for a few minutes, He put his tongue inside the inner lips between the red cunt walls, and started licking deep inside her pussy. He dragged his tongue along the entire pussy, and pushed it deep inside her pussy. It was a first-time experience for Keerthi, it was new to her, and was a strange and enjoyable experience for her.


She started moaning," Ohhhh God! Aaahhhhh...shhhhhhh...maaaaa."


He took the clit in his mouth and started sucking it. Kreethi was now breathing heavily. He continued sucking for some moments.


She continued moaning at the top of her voice, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh...uncle, deeper...yes there...there. "and squirted her love nectar.


He drank her love juices, and waited for her to calm down. Then Krishan Kumar withdrew his tongue, and spitted 2/3 spoonful spits inside her cunt that spits were overflowing, and falling down in two sides of her cunt, and towards her thighs.





He got up and placed her hand over his cock which was throbbing out of his parted lungi. She shyly caught his cock and started rubbing it. She removed his lungi, and his 9th inch cock sprang out before her. Next, he went near her mouth with his throbbing cock. At first, Kreethi could not understand why the big purple head with a big black body was dancing before her lips, so he looked into the eyes of Krishan Kumar in a questionable manner.

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Krishan Kumar smiled, and said, "Keerthi, don't you want to suck your favourite ice cream? But before sucking, touch it, feel it, and stroke it." and she started stroking his full shaft from knob till end and reverse.


It was a new experience for Keerthi. She wondered how uncle was teaching her and making her new types of experiences which she was not aware of in her lifetime. She smiled shyly, and started stroking gently. He placed his cock in front of her mouth.


She looked at him, and said, "I have never done this before."


Krishan Kumar replied, "Kreethi, you will feel good, try it once."


She hesitatingly took his cock and kissed the tip. A sensation ran across him. She started licking the whole length of his cock, and then took it inside her mouth. 



He started stroking it gently inside her mouth till she got used to it. Then he started mouth fucking, he bent down, with his one hand, he smooched her back, and another hand was massaging her boobs tightly, sometime pinching her nipples hard. His pinching and pulling her nipples hard made her sensitive, and she moaned while sucking his dick inside her mouth. Within the next minute, he sensed his pleasure running through his veins via his spine to his head, he breathed heavily, and held her head with his two hands, and throat fucked her, starting slowly, and increased the pace, she grabbed his back, and hugged his back, he increased the pace. After a while, Kreethi felt her throat choked, and she gagged as his dick had grown into an enormous size with thickness. He understood the situation, and withdrew his cock, and for a minute, Kreethi gasped for air.


Krishan Kumar was sensing her condition, and finally he made a move and pulled her under him, rolled her down, came on top of her, and kissed her nicely. Keerthi put her hand on the bulge which was getting bigger and bigger. She pulled the foreskin down as a result the big purple knob resembling a small bulb emerged out. She engulfed the erection in her hand. Oh my God, it was enormous! The only one she had ever seen. The flaccid cock of her husband was not even one fourth of this size. She could hardly get her hand around it.





He sucked her nipples for few seconds to make her moan in pleasure. Once or twice he even bit her nipples, but she did not complain. While he was sucking her, he looked into her eyes, and spoke, "Keerthi, don't be nervous, I am all yours, and I love you."


Then Krishan Kumar parted her legs, and placed his cock under her pelvis, and holding his giant cock rubbed it over her cunt. My god, that pleasure was really beyond her power to tolerate. A bit of her hairs was spread over her face, and that gesture was more than enough to get anybody to plunge inside her cunt. She herself caught hold of his cock, and placed it near the entry of the inner lips of the cunt. She touched his dick which grew harder in her hand, and she got excited and started rubbing her cunt more furiously with his dick.


In a puffing tone, she murmured, "Uncle, fuck me, like a man fucks his wife" and kissed him on his lips with her hot lips.


Kreethi's legs were already spread, he just placed his cock on the love portion. He positioned his cock near her pussy lips and rubbed it, teasing her.


She became restless and said, "Ohhhhh Uncle, don't torment me like this. Please insert it inside my cunt, uuuffffffff sssssss."


Then Keerthi herself took it to her exact opening, and it just slipped in a fraction due to being well lubricated by spits some minutes before. He started pushing his cock inside her.


She gave out a sigh of relief," Uuuffffffff...ssssssssss."


He pushed his cock further piercing her pussy walls.





She cried, "Aahhhhhhh...hhhh Uncle, it's too big, it is giving pain...ahhhhh...please take it out... Ooohhhhhh."


Krishan Kumar pacified her, "Keerthi, it will be ok, just calm down." and gave a stroke and his whole cock was inside her.


He stayed in that position for some time for her pain to subside, they again kissed each other.


Her pained subsided, and she said, "Uncle, fuck me now please, give me all the pleasure."


Krishan Kumar replied, "Yes Kreethi, you will get all the pleasure."


He started fucking her, slowly at first.


She caught hold of the bedsheet, and closed her eyes and started moaning,


"Aaaaahhhhhh...mmmmmmm...sssssssssssss...hhhhhhhhh."


He said," Kreethi, open your eyes and look at me."


She opened her eyes and smiled shyly. Suddenly she caught his face, and started kissing madly. He started giving her long and hard strokes making her moan loudly.


Her cunt was just like a lake of her juices, which was overflowing. It was altogether a different feeling for him, weird and wonderful. He was inside Keerthi, his lovely Keerthi. Once again, he made eye contact with her, keeping his dick deep inside her tunnel. She looked at him with affection, and they kissed passionately. He was resting on her completely, with his dick completely inside her love hole. He was holding Kreethi's breast and her hands were firm on his shoulder. After a couple of seconds, he made a stroke and she moaned as his dick went inside after getting bit out of her tunnel.


She moaned heavily, "Aaahhhhhhhh...Uncleeee...ohhhhhh...sssssssssssss...


I lloovvvee youuu Uncleee."





He further came on his knees keeping his dick inside Keerthi, and she further folded her legs, and kept them in air, to give him more access to her love hole. And in a moment, he started fucking her properly. She was looking so beautiful, laying under him, Kreethi's milky jugs jiggled in a sexy manner. She closed her eyes to feel the pleasure, he could see her expressions and that drove him crazy.


He had always seen her face as a loving,caring,and innocent small town woman, but today he was fucking Kreethi as a man, and her facial expressions while getting fucked were so different from usual gestures. Her pleasure moans were showing the level of sexual pleasure she was getting as a real woman.


Krishan Kumar was rubbing his dick inside her love tunnel, and some kind of waves were driving him faster. Faster and faster he went, ramming and ramming his cock went deep, and hard into her, she lifted her hips a bit to match the rhythm. He was leaning over Kreethi, resting his palms on bed, fucking her in good speedy strokes, and apart from their moans, there was a bit of sound of their body collisions with each other which was resounded there in the room. As pressure started building inside him, his speed increased, and Keerthi widened her legs, and slowly raised her legs in air to get it deeper. He continued fucking his lovely Kreethi for more times by making very fast strokes into her wet fuck hole.


"I want to mark you," he whispered. She looked puzzled.


"I want to leave my mark on you," he groaned and dug his teeth hard on her soft fleshy boob just above the areola.


"Ahhhhhhhhh... Mummmmmmy... Ahhhhhhhhhh," she panted.





Her eyes spread wide, and she pushed him back by his hairs, but the teeth dug deep into the flesh and stayed there. A sharp sweet pain flashed through her body, she kicked her legs in despair, but he kept biting with his teeth deep into the flesh of her left boob and nipple. In a while her body got used to the pain, and then an itching sensation started from her nipples and spread fast to her pussy. She bucked her groin and held his head tightly wanting him to ram harder, and he did exactly that.

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"Now the other breast," he spoke letting go of the boob in his mouth.


"Ummm... Maaa..." she felt an orgasm building inside her, and she wanted to cum. She groaned even before he placed his mouth over her right breast.


" Ahhhhhhhhh... Mummmmmmy," she cried out once again clutching his hairs. She panted, and endured the pain waiting for it to subside, and the sensation to spread inside her. He started to ram her hard and fast now.


She wanted to get fucked faster, and next second she screamed, "fuck me Uncle... fuck me."


"Ahhhhhhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhhhhh...Ahhhhhhh... Ahhhhhhhh," she shuddered into a loud orgasm.


Kreethi's cunt was gushing and slurping as his giant rod rammed into her again and again. His dick was moving like a piston in her well lubricated hole due to her fresh orgasms.





Due to friction of his dick with the juices of orgasm inside her cunt, a loud sound was being produced, "Phachhhhhh...phaaaccchhhh...phaacchhhhh."


She was bouncing on top of his big cock now from the force of his thrusts, crying out, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" every time he rammed his nine inches dick.


Now Keerthi has become a wild woman. Her cunt had accommodated his big cock and she felt that her cunt could get enough of his big cock as he pounded it into her.


"You like that don't you?" he asked, holding her by the waist as he slowed the pace, "You love getting fucked by your old uncle while your husband is away in your home town, don't you?"


"Ohhhh...yesss," Keerthi tried to respond, "Uncle, please...ummmm...you feel so good!"


"You like that, eh? You like this big cock, don't you, darling?" asked Krishan Kumar.


"Ohhhhh...yessss...yesssss...ooooohhh...I love it!" cried Keerthi.





Kreethi became furious and said," Give your big cock to me Uncle, give it all to me. No one has ever been that deep in me. My whole cunt belongs only to you! Keep fucking me Uncle!"


"No way Kreethi," Krishan Kumar painted, as he continued to thrust, "I'm going to come inside you... I'm going to make you pregnant... Are you ready?" he groaned, fucking her hard and fast.


"I'm going to shoot my load up your tight little cunt, and fill your cute little tummy so full of sperm, you'll be walking bow-legged from carrying my children. I'm going to keep your belly full of my babies until you're too old to get pregnant any more. You'd like that, wouldn't you, love? "Krishan Kumar cried wildly.


"Where do you want me to deposit my seed?" he asked.


"In my pussy," said Kreethi.


She bit her lip if he had not already gotten her pregnant in the morning now is another chance for her getting pregnant. It seemed crazy to take another chance, she felt a pre orgasmic flutter in her abdomen and she knew exactly why she wanted a baby, and with an able and potent male at hand to breed her.


They both were moaning in pleasure. He moved faster with his full strength, and made 5-6 very fast strokes, and his rod touched the deepest corner of her pleasure hole, and next moment he literally busted inside her deep love hole. Keerthi closed her eyes, arched her head up and gripped him tight between her hands and legs and hissed loudly.



After giving few more strokes, he felt that, he would cum, and he began the final thrusting towards his ejaculation, and moaned in pleasure, "Keerthi, ohhhhhhh...I am comingggg...giving my seeds in your womb...aaahhh." He cummed heavily.


Suddenly Krishan Kumar pulled her, and embraced her, Kreethi's big jugs were getting pressed against his chest, and with that, she wrapped her big fleshy thighs around him and rammed his hips with pressure, using her legs and moaned loudly.


"Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to feel you cum! I want you to cum in me! Oh, yes, fill me with your cum, Oh, yes, fill me with your cock, fill me with your cum! Shoot your load inside my pussy, you are my husband, my lover," Kreethi moaned, "Go...ummmmm...go ahead...make me


pregnant...ooooohhh...I'm your wife now! Oh yessss!" she blabbered like a mad


wild woman.


She felt the jet stream of hot lava of Krishan Kumar falling inside the core hole of her cunt as if sprinkling into her uterus, and she felt that she was also reaching her second orgasm.


"I am cumming tooooo...give it to me Uncle...oooooooooooohh...don't


stop...not yet...ummmmmm...ummmmmmmmmmmmmm," cried Kreethi in


such a loud voice that her words resounded inside the room.


Once again Krishan Kumar could see her shivering in second orgasm as they were gripping each other very tightly, and he could feel every small movement in her body. Kreethi was trembling very differently under him, he could feel sudden jolts over her belly, she remained breathless for a fraction, and even after that she could not breath properly, she was breathing with breaks, and those jolts were making her whole-body tremble in pleasure. His dick was still hard and deep inside Kreethi's love tunnel, and as he was releasing his juices in her, he could feel some movement down there in the deepest part of her love tunnel, as if she was also releasing something and somewhere those deep pulsations of her cunt were synchronized with sudden jolts which were appearing on her belly and making her tremble in pleasure.





For the next few minutes, they remained like that, and released whatever they had, and after that he tried to kiss Keerthi. Her eyes were still closed, and she was getting normal now, she responded to his kiss and loosened his body from her grip. For the next minute or two they were lying beside each other without a word. Keerthi's eyes were still closed, Krishan Kumar got up on his elbow, and looked at her face, she seemed satisfied with him.


Her expressions were as if she was in peace, and as he had never seen her before. He caressed her hairs which were a bit spread and called, "Keerthi!"


Kreethi opened her eyes, and looked into his eyes, he felt as if she smiled a bit, and he hugged her, and she too embraced him, and spoke, in a very low voice, closer to his ear, "Uncle, what have you done?"


"I have made you as my wife and mother of my baby," said Krishan Kumar, and embraced him tightly.





Entwined in naked bodies, they must have slept for hours. Keerthi suddenly woke up at the feeling of his hand gently twiddling her nipples. She opened her eyes, and smiled at him and kissed him on his lips.


"I love you Uncle," for the first time in her life, Kreethi said that to a man, and by Jove how long she waited to say that to someone and meant it too.


"I love you too Keerthi," said Krishan Kumar.


Keerthi put her hand on his penis, and gently stroked it. It did not take more than a few minutes for it to come back to life. Instinctively, she looked at the clock. It was 5.00 am, early dawn. After one hour, Ramya would wake up, and it was risky for them to be found by anybody in the room. She looked at him inquiringly. He got the message.


After sometime, Kreethi got up from the bed, wore her clothes, and went to the bathroom. Krishan Kumar too followed her and closed the door from inside.


She looked at him, smiled, and asked," Why did you close the door?"


Krishan Kumar smiled and replied, "It is yet to be finished." to which she smiled shyly.


He went close to her, took her face and started kissing madly. She put her hand inside his lungi, took the big cock out, and started stroking hard. He made her face the wall, and pulled her nightie up till her waist, and made her bent. He opened her nightie and bra hooks, and made her boobs free. He took his cock and entered her pussy from the back in one stroke.


She let out a soft moan," Aaahhhhhh...oouusssscchh."





He stroked her gently, and started fucking. After fucking sometimes, he told her to kneel down on the floor. This was again a new experience for Keerthi.


she knelt down on the floor like a doggy, grabbing the commode with her two hands. Krishan Kumar also knelt behind her wide fleshy buttock. He parted the crack of her ass, and found the cunt lips just below the ass hole. He positioned his big dick and pushed inside her cunt hole, and started fucking.


After some times, he increased his speed, and started fucking her hard while pressing her boobs. She started moaning heavily. They continued fucking like this for about 20 minutes.


She moaned louder, "Aaahhhhhhh...oohhhhhhhh...uncleee...uugghhhhhhh."





He cummed inside her again. She turned herself, and they again kissed each other madly. He then came out, and she washed and cleaned properly inside her cunt. Afterwards, she left for her room in a very slow step.


Krishan Kumar again slept. Later on, he was woken by Ramya with a good morning greeting and morning kiss by her in his cheeks followed by a cup of hot coffee.



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Part - 11

Kreethi woke up late in the morning around 8.00 AM. She went inside the bathroom, and made herself completely naked, and stood before the big mirror of the bathroom. She observed her body. My God! there were teeth marks in her two breasts followed by red colours as if she had been stung by some insects. Her nipples were slightly swollen and cut with thin small lines. Her inner lips appeared to be slightly puffy/swollen. There were three red dots on both sides of her cheeks, and her lower lip was slightly cut with a red line. She had read somewhere about love bites. But now she had experience of all the love bites inflicted by Krishan Kumar, and she remembered the random fucking of last night. A sensation spread out through her entire body. She smiled and took her bath and refreshed herself. After putting on her dress, she came outside, and found Krishan Kumar sitting on a sofa in the hall, and was reading a newspaper. She went near to him and stood beside him. After hearing her footsteps, he looked at her. He appeared to be quite normal as if nothing happened between themselves.





"Uncle, you are very naughty. Do you have any idea? What have you done to me? My boobs and nipples are all marked with your love bites. Even the inner lips of my cunt have become puffy and swollen, "she said with a mischievous smile.


Krishan Kumar replied in a cool voice, "Don't worry. These love bites are temporary, and will be vanished after one day. Your's cunt hole was dry for so many years due to non-entry of cock properly. The muscles of cunt lips are not accustomed to friction of dick so your inner lips have slightly swollen which will be overcome by tomorrow."


At that time Ramya entered for some work. From a distance, she keenly observed Keerthi.


She enquired, "Keerthi, what happened to your beautiful soft cheeks and lower lip? There are several red dots."


"Aunty, due to my negligence, last night, the window of the bedroom was not closed properly and partially opened, for which mosquitoes had entered and bitten."


"So sad! My poor girl, the wicked mosquitoes have made hell of you." replied Ramya.


In a very husky voice, Krishan Kumar said, "I am that wicked mosquito who has bitten her."


Since Krishan Kumar's voice was not audible, Ramya asked, "Krishan, did you say anything?"


Krishan Kumar replied in a loud voice, "The mosquitoes have chosen a soft target."


Both Ramya and Keerthi laughed.


Then Ramya said, "Listen Keerthi, today afternoon, I am taking your Aunt (Asin) and my daughter (Anushka) to the Doctor for a medical check-up. Since children will be in college, and Krishan will be in Bank, during our absence, you will be left alone here. Please lock the entrance grill properly, and don't open it to any outsider stranger."


"OK Aunty, I will be careful, "replied Kreethi.


On that day, Krishan Kumar could not concentrate his mind properly in the Bank. In each fraction of seconds, his mind was flashed with memory of Kreethi's entire naked body, her beautiful innocent face, her round erected boobs, her deep navel, her flashy thighs, her small red pussy with tiny pubic hairs, and his fucking to her. He could not resist getting a hard one. He became so restless and horny that he called one of his office staff.





"Listen, today I am not feeling well. I will leave immediately for my house, and take a rest," he said to him, and afterwards he left the Bank, and reached the Apartment.


It was 1.30PM, afternoon, Keerthi remained alone in the flat. She was lying in the bed room of Krishan Kumar which now she thought as if it belonged to her, her own room, her husband's room. She remembered her fucking with Krishan Kumar of last day and night, and today's early morning fuck. She felt a sexual thrill inside her, and thought that this was not enough, she wanted more fucking, now sex with Krishan Kumar was insatiable, she needed more so that she could have a baby from him. She was engrossed in her thought, and in this moment, she heard the sound of a bell. She wondered who might be at this odd hour as Asin Aunty, Anushka Aunty and Ramya Aunty would be returning by evening. She got up and went to the corridor of the flats near the entrance grill to see who it was.


Ohhh...God! It was Krishan Kumar standing on the other side of the Grill, smiling after seeing her. Her Uncle, her idol, her lover, her Greek God, and new husband of her body and mind. Hurriedly, she opened the lock of the entrance grill, and welcomed it with a sexy smile.


"What's a surprise! How did you arrive from my dream, and landed here to be with me at this hour?" asked Keerthi.


"Keerthi, my dear wife, I cannot live without you. You have mesmerised me, and I could not work properly in the Bank. After reaching Bank, I was thinking only about you, I was disturbed, became restless when I felt you are left alone. I left my work at my desk, and rushed towards you to make love to you," said Krishan Kumar excitedly.


Keerthi said surprisingly, "My God! For me, you have left your work. Uncle, you should not. After all, it was Banking work and you are the Manager."


Krishan Kumar replied, "Let my Banking work go to hell for my little Keerthi, I am not bothered. I care for my dear Keerthi for whom I can do anything as she is a little darling of my heart, my lover and my wife now."


Keerthi adored and admired this man. She developed more respect towards this man which she felt never before.


She looked at this heavenly looking man, who made her happy, for the first time in her life. She rushed towards him and tightly embraced him' He kissed her on her forehead, on eyelids, on nose, on both the cheeks and lastly on her rosy pouty and lascivious lips. Her two breasts were pressed in his wide chest. He squeezed them a little harder. She kept her eyes closed enjoying every minute of the joy which was spreading through her whole body. It was something she waited all her life for.






She unfastened the chest buttons of his shirt, and ran her hands across his chest; her fingers thread themselves through the coarse hairs.


Her cheek rested against his chest for a moment, the hairs were brushing against her cheek, and a sexy sweat odour was emanating from her chest hairs. She pulled him closely to her, and inhaled the odour deeply. She gently touched his face, and turned him slightly down to face her, and their eyes met. Keerthi was able to see the longing in his eyes, and she knew that he saw the desire in her. Their lips connected, at first tentatively. Her arms reached up around his neck from behind and embraced him. She could feel the firm tips of her breasts pressed against his chest more tightly, and the softness of her bosom comfortably snugged at his Rib cage.


He smelt nice. She pushed her tongue to make him open his mouth. He let it slide in. Their tongues danced and swirled. She could sense the quickening passions burning inside him. He brought both hands to the back of her neck, and brought her mouth deeper inside his, clasping the hairs at the nape of her neck. Keerthi had this weird sensation of being powerless to feel anything but the force of his kiss. She wanted him to dominate her, rendering her powerless to do anything but surrender to him.


She could feel his cock pressing up against her lower belly, teasing her with its hardness, and his lust fired her.


During this action, they were so merged with each other that they were completely unaware of the fact that both have stood in the floor of the corridor, and the entrance grill was opened, any passers-by in staircases could watch them.


They came to their senses.


"Let us go into the house honey," said Keerthi.


She found that addressing him in an endearing manner instead of uncle was not difficult at all, in fact, she was becoming natural. They walked hand in hand into the house and made sure the outside grill doors were locked. Keerthi led him into the master bed room of his.


"Since it is my husband's room so it is now my room, and I could do whatever I want in it" said Keerthi.


Krishan Kumar was glad that she changed the morning sheets, and made the bed covered with a velvet bed sheet and pillows. She dragged him by his hand into the room. They were like teen aged lovers. She closed the door behind them. Krishan Kumar was very much astonished to observe Keerthi taking a leading part in their passionate and sexual actions.


Next minute, they both jumped into the bed. It was like a cyclone hitting from nowhere. Grabbing on to each other, kissing, cuddling, grabbing, and pulling all at the same time. They were both beside themselves.


She threw the Saree on the floor, next came the petticoat, and she was standing in just with a bra and panty.


His eyes were on her boobs. Keerthi always had moderately large and firm boobs.






She looked into his beautiful penetrating eyes. "Do you want to touch them honey?" she asked him.


She knew his answer even before he gently nodded with a smile. She gently unhooked the top, and let it all to the floor. She could see from his looks that he was mesmerised by what he saw.


"Take them sweet hearts; they are yours." Said Keerthi.

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Krishan Kumar was smiling in silent, and wondered what happened to this woman after getting fucked three times by him, and now she was very open in her talking, addressing him differently, and taking a lead part before fucking.


He took them both in his hands, then gently squeezed them, all the time looking into her eyes.


Krishan Kumar by this time was so hot and excited by the pro-action of Keerthi that he broke his silent action. His large hands grabbed the tiny panty and pulled it apart, 'snap' the elastic broke, and the panty tore into two parts. He threw it over the heap of clothes and his hands were all over her naked buttocks. He heard her gasp; her eyes were wide open as she looked beyond him. His hands moved expeditiously over her body, a hard tug at nipples, a squeeze of buttocks, and then yanked her legs apart. As his hand explored the hot snatch, a long grunt emanated automatically from her throat.





"Yeah she is wet." He pulled her both legs up bending her into half, and lined his cock over the labia. He inserted his penis into her pussy which was moist by then. He was holding on to his erection with one hand while trying to enter her hole. He gently held it on top of her labia and guided the head into the pussy hole.


"Ahhhh...my god," she squealed, and her eyes opened wide as the hot cock slipped inside spreading her cunt. Entire cock was impaled in one swift stroke, and she cried out loud feeling the girth of it.


"O my god... O my god... O my god... O my god..." she covered her mouth with her hands as she screamed 
with every thrust.



Krishan Kumar put all his weight over her grabbing her underneath him, and started to fuck her in earnest. Keerthi had her arms around his shoulders, and was digging her nails into him. She spread her legs wide to allow his manhood to have free and uninhibited access to her pussy. She clutched him as he started to pound her with slow but hard thrusts. The thick cock had stretched her pussy well and she cried, as he was pinching her flesh hard with each thrust. He could barely hold back as her pussy surrounding his penis was sucking it in a wavelike contraction. Her legs were wrapped around him as he kept moving his manhood in and out of her receptive womb.


He grabbed one of his boobs, and placed his mouth over it sucking in a large part.


"Uggg...Mmmm..." she arched her body in pleasure, and felt her pussy clinched his cock tightly.


His slow and hard thrusts were frustrating her, and she nudged him to go faster, but he continued his way and dug his teeth deep into her flesh.


"Ahhhh... maamm...Ugg... Ugg." She cried.


Now, he started fucking her harder, the room filled with her moans, and the jingling of her anklets with each thrust he made inside her. He made her like a doggy to bend in all fours and started pumping her from behind. He caught hold of her boobs and started humping her.


Keerthi forgot everything else and moaned at the top of her


voice, "Aahhhhhhhh...uuhhhhhhhhhh...ssssssssssss...ohhhhhhhhh."





Hearing her moan, Krishan Kumar soon started to moan and groan loudly. His giant cock was hard, and it filled her pussy, stretching it with its girth, and his pubic bone landed hard on her clit. That one thrust, that one deep plunge, is all it took, and she screamed when she felt the hot liquid of him was spraying deep into her ovary. She screamed with the force of her orgasm. Her pussy throbbed in rhythmic contractions around his cock.


So was she. Oh God! she was coming... she screamed as he continuously shot his warm load into her pussy. It was copious in quantity as she could feel it running all over her legs, and on to the bed. She held onto him, and kept moving her pelvis deeper and deeper into his, wanting more and more of his penis into her. She was not sure how long it lasted, but finally he rolled over onto his side. Keerthi held on to him tightly, with their bodies pressed against each other, they were lying like that looking into each other's eyes. Not a word was uttered. There was no need for it any now.



Krishan Kumar now realised that he need not teach her further about other postures as now she had become an expert pupil in sex.


Both of them dozed off for quite some time. After some time, Keerthi opened her eyes when she felt that he was savouring her nipples going from one to the other.


Poor baby! He was really obsessed with her boobs. She was really glad that he was enjoying it as much as she did. Both were lying on their sides, clinging with each other all this time. Then suddenly he got up and reached between her legs facing her. She rolled over to her back, and he climbed again in between her legs.


This time her pussy was well lubricated. His penis regained its rocklike hardness, more so than last time. He was gentler this time. There was no hurry. It was like heaven. Her Mangal sutra was dangling in the air. He came on top of her. He inserted his cock inside her and started pumping her hard and fast. She moaned heavily. He began with slow thrusts, sliding his cock into her pussy which was very slippery still having residue of his cum from the first time. He gradually increased the pace of the plunge. His balls hitting her pelvis with each thrust.





she got her orgasm, she shivered in an uncontrollable manner. Krishan Kumar stopped for a while till she came back from her orgasm. He started pumping her again.


She moaned, "Aaaaaaahhhhh...oohhhhhhhh."

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His cock began to grow inside her. He said to her, "Keerthi, I am going to come, where should I deposit my seeds?"


She replied at once, "Inside my womb, and I want to feel it."


He pumped even harder.


She screamed,


"uuuuchhhhhhhhhh...ssssssssssssss...aaahhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhooooooo."





Krishan Kumar groaned, 


"Aaaahhhhhhh...," and released his cum inside her. They both climaxed at the same time. Each ejaculating pulse of his cock bounced off a trigger point inside her, causing an equally strong contraction in her pussy. Then the last convulsion of his penis was met by a squeeze of her pussy. A spurt of cum from his cock brought another tide of tightening inside her. This went on for what seemed like forever. Then they collapsed on each other, spent and content.


She embraced him in a tight hug and they kissed passionately.


Keerthi said, "I love you my uncle cum husband, you made me a complete woman, I am yours from now."


Krishan Kumar replied, "My dear wife, I will always keep you happy." They remained like that for some time and he took out of his cock inside her.


From that day onwards, Krishan Kumar would fuck Keerthi almost every night. In front of all house members, they would act like Uncle and niece, but at night, they would be real husband and wife in bed.



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As usual Krishan Kumar and Ramya were strolling around the park for their regular evening walk. After making a round of 30 minutes, they came to the bench under a big tree. Every evening, after walking, they would come to this particular bench under the tree, and they would sit for one hour. It was a suitable place for their privacy. Since the bench was under a tree, the surroundings were quite dark as light would not penetrate clearly. The advantage of this bench was that sitting from there they could see every walker and visitors very clearly but the people nearby could not see them properly. This was the place where Krishan Kumar and Asin were involved in various amorous activities in the past, and it was their favourite place.


Both Krishan Kumar and Ramya sat on the bench, watched the walkers, couples and young lovers embracing and kissing each other. They were sitting very close to each other, and their bodies were touching, but since both were quite matured, they knew what was indecent and inappropriate to touch although they would glance at each other secretly. Krishan Kumar would glance at her two big round boobs, and she took on his big cock which would always erect beneath his track suit without underwear, when they would sit together. They were gossiping and discussing various subjects.


Suddenly, Krishan Kumar asked, "Ramya, if you don't mind, can you tell me something from your past?"





Ramya started telling, "I had a child marriage fixed by my parents. When I attained the age of 18th still in college, I came to my husband's house (my In- laws' house) . My husband was in his 24th years. At the start, both of us took some time to get to know each other. Soon after, we opened ourselves fully. One evening after making love in his apartment, happy tears streamed down my face, we'd only been together for two months, but I had fallen for him. Our approach to sex was open, wild, and free from the start, and I got pregnant after 2 months, and Anushka was born towards end of my 18th years.


He exhibited care, affection, and respect for my body in line with his compassion for my spirit. My attraction to him was overpowering and electric. He seemed too good, too kind, too beautiful to be true. His commitment to being reliable and communicative freed me of my insecurities and doubts. Together, we built the relationship we'd both dreamed of but couldn't find with anyone else. Our love deepened with ease. We both prioritized life's pleasures, laughter, music, art, food, sex, travel, and shared a joyful optimism. For 22years, we were inseparable. We were one. A few weeks before his 46th birthday, he was hit by a car, and died in a road accident. My life changed forever when I found him dead, when I discovered my unconditional love for him couldn't save him from dying. I was sure I found my forever love with him. And then, at 40 years, I was suddenly a widow. Overnight, I lost the fullness we experienced by combining our lives. I was single, and alone as my daughter was already married by then, and I had a granddaughter already , and part of my identity being his wife had vanished. Our apartment felt empty. I couldn't imagine my future, which I faced without him."


Ramya continued and said, "My grief and heartbreak were physically painful and disorienting. It took months to return to sleeping through the night, even longer to make it through a day without hovering on the verge of tears. I was hurt from loneliness, longing for someone I couldn't have, and aching to his company. Each morning felt like a lonely woman with anguish and pain in my heart, and there would always be a thought, how could I go on without him, again?"





Krishan Kumar held her hand in his two hands and patted, said in a sympathetic tone, "Ramya, I could understand your problems, it was a great loss for you at the age of 40 years when you were still young. After the marriage of Anu, you both were free from all liabilities, and must have started to enjoy your life with pleasure. Ramya, if I am not wrong, at that time you both were also sexually active."


Ramya said, "Yes, sexually, we both were very active, but becoming a widow wasn't the same as a breakup or divorce at that age when we just started to enjoy our life. My husband and I were separated forever, without choice, and his death had absolutely had a blow upon me, and my desire to be touched, kissed, caressed was like a wildfire that burned brighter and hotter inside me with each passing day."


Krishan Kumar said, "You should have remarried at that time with a suitable partner or should have a male partner like a boyfriend so that the loneliness and physical need of sex in your life could have been fulfilled."


Ramya replied, "Krishan, you see, I come from a very conservative  background where sex was only between a husband and wife. Losing my husband so suddenly, I found myself bound towards my upbringing/religion/values. I could not decide to make up my own mind about what to do and what to not do. It was unthinkable to become sexually active with someone other than my husband. I wanted to get married, as Anu was already married. I also wanted to be with someone, but society expected me to stay single, wearing a widow's shroud," Ramya confessed.


She added that her husband was the best man, "But society makes it very difficult for widows to move on with their lives. It's like they expect you to stay strong and suffer through life alone with no companion. People talk and you can't even be seen with another man before rumours start doing the rounds about how you are changing men like clothes since the death of your husband."


While they were talking by chance, her Saree pallu slipped above her shoulder, and her deep cleavage was exposed as she wore a very loose low-neck blouse. She wanted to adjust her pallu, but before that something fell upon her from the tree above, just on her cleavage.





Ramya and Krishan Kumar both noticed it as some type of insect. It was some type of creepy hairy insect. Before Ramya could do anything, it crawled inside the breasts of Ramya, and Ramya could feel its hairy legs above her breasts inside the blouse.


"Ohhh...my God! it is a hairy caterpillar," said Krishan Kumar in a bewildering tone.


Hearing this, Ramya screamed in fear and panic.

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In an alarming tone, Krishan Kumar warned her, "Ramya, don't be panic! I am here with you, just sit still, and don't try to catch it. This critter is of a poisonous species due to its hairy legs. Just open your blouse and bra."


He left for a minute, and came with a small twig falling nearby under the tree. In the meantime, Ramya had made free her breasts from blouse and bra. He came near to her and squatted before her. In dim light, he could see her round erected big boobs. The creepy hairy insect was stuck in her left breast, just above the areola. He cupped her left breast in his left hand, and in his right hand with the help of the twig, he removed the hairy insect.





Then he advised, "Ramya, we have to leave from here, and to reach home immediately for treatment. Don't wear your bra and blouse, and cover your breasts with your pallu so that people could not notice. Let us move quickly."


While heading towards their Apartment, he said, "This hairy caterpillar has toxin-coated hairs, and when they make contact with the skin, they trigger an immune-system reaction, and can cause hives in most people. A stinging sensation, itchy, red rash and numbness could happen in the area of skin, and within minutes, the skin in this area could break out in hives. It can cause allergic reactions. But don't worry, I know how to treat it, and I have anti toxin ointment. But don't tell anybody in the house about it otherwise un necessarily everybody will be worried."


After reaching the Apartment, they entered into the flat of Krishan Kumar. They entered the bed room of Krishan Kumar.


Krishan Kumar said, "Don't panic. Sit on my bed patiently, and let me do my work."


He bolted the door from inside, and picked out the hair removing tape from his drawer. Then he glanced towards the worried face of Ramya, and said, "In our open eyes, we cannot see the legs of caterpillars so first, I have to dislodge and remove the toxin coated hairs completely from your breasts with the help of this hair removing tape."


"Ramya, now lift your pallu, and show me your breasts so that I could remove the hairs with the help of this tape," said Krishan Kumar in a normal voice.


Krishan Kumar could see she had a downcast glance and was hesitating.


"Come on Ramya, you are not a kid, and we are almost of the same age and matured. I have seen the breasts of my wife; nothing is new there. Your breasts are not the ugliest things that you would hesitate to show me. The human body is nothing to be ashamed of. Breasts are the beautiful things created by God in women meant for babies, and you should not be ashamed of it, further I am your close friend, and the treatment is very important for you now, so there should not be any hesitation on your part," said Krishan Kumar.


She thought Krishan Kumar had already seen her breasts in the park while removing the caterpillar, but the place was dark, and now It would be for the first time in her life since she became a widow that a person other than her husband would see clearly her breasts. She was wondering what would happen, when his fingers would touch her breasts! The moment this fear came to her mind, her heart started throbbing. She was torn between embarrassment and arousal.


Ultimately, she removed her pallu from the saree to expose her full breasts before Krishan Kumar.


Krishan Kumar's bewildered eyes stared at her breasts in surprise. Now he could see her breasts very clearly. 



He had never imagined that breasts of a woman at the age of 50 years could be so attractive. She had two prominent white breasts in contrast to her skin colour. She was a fair lady but he could see her breasts were more whitish in contrast to her normal white skin colour. They were not too big but must be 36D in size, rounded and popped up. The blue veins passing through her two boobs could be seen very clearly. The two reddish brown coloured nipples were puffy, and resembled like two cherries around the circular rings of brown coloured areolas. They were erected upwards.


There was a bushy patch of hairs under her armpits. A sexy sweated aroma was coming from there. Krishan Kumar inhaled the smell up to his heart as if he was intoxicated.


Ramya watched his reaction, and said, "Sorry! I never shave off those hairs."


"You should not, otherwise again the hairs will come up densely. When my wife was alive, I used to advise her not to shave off arm pit hairs, and I used to trim in small sizes. I always sniff hairs under arm pits of my wife because I like the smell, and sometimes I lick there because of the unique salty taste there. I will also trim your hairs," said Krishan Kumar.


Ramya felt very shy and wondered how Krishan Kumar could say such things openly before a lady.


In a decent manner, he stuck the tape well above in one of her breasts which was long enough to cover most parts of the breast. The Tape was going up and down above her breast vertically, and he was removing it very smoothly. Occasionally his finger was brushing above the nipple, and he could feel the hardness of her nipple. In a similar manner, he completed another breast.


"The first part of treatment is complete, the next part is to wash your breasts in soap," said Krishan Kumar.


Ramya realized she was getting horny - her face was getting red, her eyes were burning, her pulse rate was increasing, and she started getting really a sexy hot sensation between her two legs.





Both of them went inside the bathroom near the washbasin. He took the soap, and started with one of her boobs and upper chest, now was the moment God had given him a scope to feel her boobs, and to make her an arousal. He continued down over her breasts, they were big, soft and spongy like woollen balls, completely different from her daughter (Anushka) he had been with so far. Ramya's nipples stood erect, and very hard. He couldn't help fondle them for extra time. He had a massive hard one, and his dick was now throbbing inside his shot. He picked a small towel and dried up her breasts.


Then he said, "Yes dear, I think they are clean now, we can proceed."


Ramya blushed, and continued to cast her glance down with shyness. In that moment, she noticed the big outline of his cock above his shot which was throbbing up and down.


But, somehow, at that moment, all her sexual desires, which were absent for the past 10 years got revived. She desperately wanted a male hand to touch her there. For the first time, she felt a sexual tension and sensation in her breasts.


"God! What am I doing? Am I forgetting all social norms and taboos? Am I still in my senses?"


She realized all her powers of thinking were gone.


At that moment she only wanted a hard hand of male squeezing of her hardened and erected breasts. She was desperately waiting for the next action of Krishan Kumar.


Then he took a few cubes of ice from the fridge, he put those cubes in a handkerchief, and rubbed it against her breasts. As he did so, her breasts began to stiffen, and her nipples turned into hard strawberries.


"Now, the final stage of treatment, I have to apply antihistamine cream on your breasts so that you will be completely out of danger." He said.


He picked out the tube from his leather medicine bag, he pressed the tube, and greased his palm with the ointment and gently pressed on her breasts. While applying the ointment, he gently squeezed her soft boobs.


"Ohh ... squeeze it...Krishan, squeeze it more and harder..." that's what she wanted to shout, but she tried to control herself. But she could not hide her expression, breathing and lower body movement which was clearly noticed by Krishan Kumar.


He put his hand on her both breasts, and on her tight nipples as she was now aroused already. He moved his hands on it in circular fashion. She was so aroused that she was breathing heavily. Then his hand was brushing with the nipple. She was getting more excited by his movement of hand.





He again squeezed her breast, and then followed the tweaking and pinching of her nipple as if the ointment is pasted in her nipple. She could not control herself but she moaned in a low voice, and her moan made a smile on the face of Krishan Kumar.


Then he announced " Now I will massage the right breast with the ointment for 10 minutes and you would have to remain in this position for another half an hour, till the medicine gets penetrated in your breasts "


Krishan Kumar then rubbed the ointment on her right breast. It actually lasted for 15 minutes and she was made to sleep in that position for half an hour.


Surprising thing was that, when the massage got over after 15 minutes, her pussy was wet with juices and was slippery.


During this moment, Krishan Kumar picked out a small scissors, and said,


"Ramya, now raise your left arm above, I will trim your armpit hairs."


He held her left arm in his hand, and in other hand he trimmed her armpit hairs with that small scissor. Ramya could feel his face near her arm pit as his hot breath was passing near her arm, and she was well aware of the fact that while doing so, he was sniffing her armpit. He repeated the same in her other arm pit. Thank God, he did not lick her armpits. She was feeling very hot inside her cunt.





After half an hour, Krishan Kumar told her to get up, and dress up. He told her to have panty, petticoat and saree only and nothing to wear on the breast for that night. She could not have blouse that time in front of him, she was topless inside the saree, and for her unfortunate the saree was bit transparent showing her nipples faintly through it.


He gave her the tube of medicine, to apply once for the next day.


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Part - 12


Next day after evening walk, they both sat on the same bench under the tree. They were sitting very close to each other touching their bodies with each other just like young lovers.


Krishan Kumar asked, "Ramya, how about your breasts? Any reaction or burning sensation in the skin?"


"No, nothing, it is normal, "replied Ramya.


"Thank God! you are escaped from a poisonous reaction because of the proper precaution of removal of the legs and immediate applying of the ointment, "said Krishan Kumar.


Then he said again, "Do you know about a deadly disease women suffer from at your age? That is Breast cancer. Luckily, there is no symptom of breast cancer in you."


"How did you know?" asked Ramya.


"Yesterday, while applying ointment to your breasts, I could not find any lump," he said.


"Ohhhhhhh!" exclaimed Ramya.


"Another thing, I must compliment. At this age of yours, you have maintained your breasts nicely. I have never seen such beautiful breasts which are not at all sagging." Said Krishan Kumar.


Ramya felt very shy, pleased and proud and replied smilingly, "Thank you, those are natural, and I have done nothing to maintain them."


Then their topic of discussion resumed where they left last evening about sex after becoming a widow or widower.





"If your wife dies or leaves, and as a man, you take too long before remarrying, they start questioning you. People asked me when I would get married after the death of my wife. If you remarry immediately, you will be frowned upon. It will be like you were just waiting for your wife to die to get another lady," explained Krishan Kumar


Krishan Kumar further said, "My sex drive had always been high, but after not having sex a year and a half post-loss, I made up for it by having a physical relationship with a young widow of my office. There was lots of meaningless sex with her which I would never have chosen previously. I knew I was not ready to date or be in a relationship so I tried a more casual approach. I have never done this before. At first, I was horrified at my behaviour, but came to realize if it's mutually beneficial than I am good with casual. In my pre-widower life, I would never have considered this and let's just say that I made a very casual move for sex only. I couldn't care less if I ever have sex again. I'm fine with that. I do miss the physical touch sometimes, but massage therapy, yoga and meditation take care of that. I have no interest. I no longer feel pretty or attractive, and have no desire at all to have sex. I used to have sex three times a day sometimes, but since my spouse's death, and break up of my relationship with office lady, I can't even think it now. I am almost 10 years out of it, and I feel so repulsed that I don't think I could even get off if I try with someone else. It's weird. I just feel dead on every level. (Literally, he was telling lies to Ramya when he had already impregnated her own daughter Anushka)


Ramya said, "Women are different and they handle issues to do with sex differently. But at the end of the day, a good number of them handle their issues based on what society expects of them, not necessarily what their hearts and bodies want. Faith says that there are women who will start sleeping with different men as a way of dealing with the loss or trying to fill the void the husband left. Some, withdraw and focus on their children. It's the way they react. But women have to understand that society is selfish and it's usually best to follow your heart, as long as you can handle the backlash. "


Krishan Kumar stressed his argument, "I' am surprised and fail to understand why society is totally indiscriminate towards re-marriage, relationship and sex of a widow when there are no strings attached to her. As a woman, it's frowned upon but... why? She is always safe and take care of herself so why can't she enjoy sex with someone she just met."


She said, "There is no right or wrong way in this matter. It's just a journey and we all have to find our way"


Krishan Kumar was looking down on her, and couldn't help notice the cleavage showing from his line of sight as her blouse was low neck, and her saree pallu was off her shoulders as she sat down before him. Her tits looked really big so fair, and he could see those big soft pairs of tits in the dim light of the park. She was also staring directly at his erected cock under his shot.


Ramya could already feel slight sexual tension between them from that moment on. The heartbeats, the goose bumps, the touch of the fingers when they kept their hands on the seat at the same time. He had his hands wrapped around her. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck.


She was enjoying it. They again talked for an hour. She would bend her body over his shoulder every time making sure he could smell her.





He, on the other hand was constantly touching her on her thighs as they laughed on stupid jokes. He was sweating. She liked the tiny droplets of sweat dripping down his temple to the inside his shirt, and she was inhaling his sweat smell deeply inside her nostrils. At one point, when they were laughing too hard, he started tickling her. She was very ticklish, and started jumping like a spider. He was all over her by now. Both laughing uncontrollably.


Her boobs were touching his firm body, his chest was strong and this time she could feel his thing too. Oh, dear God!


She pretended she felt nothing except the tickling.


Their legs were intertwined, and his body was touching her. His lips inches apart from her. Then he suddenly stopped, with his face right in front of her, one of his hands on her back and one hand putting a strand of her hair behind her ear, he didn't say anything and just stared at her with his killer eyes.


Ramya: "What?"


Krishan Kumar: "Nothing... You are beautiful."


She blushed.


He brought his lips closer but didn't kiss. He had it written on his face, "Shall I?"


Previously she had told him that politeness turned her on. That she liked


domination but only after asking for the permission.


Ramya: "What are you thinking?"


Krishan Kumar: "Thinking... Thinking of kissing you."


Ramya: "Are you sure? Would it be right?"


Krishan Kumar: "I don't know. But I want to. Do you want me to?"


Yes, but Ramya didn't say anything. Her heartbeat became faster. She could feel him already. She was wondering if he knew what he had done to her down there. She started breathing heavily now. But still just staring at him.


Ramya: "Should you? I think it will be wonderful."


Ramya melted.


Ramya: "Then what are you waiting for?"


And the gap vanished. His lips were on her and they kissed like crazy.


He placed his hand on her thighs, and rubbed them. She got very excited. He could feel the heat of her body radiating beside him. Even she was pretty excited. Next, he started to feel her breasts lightly over her blouse. He knew that she had no bra beneath her blouse. He started to make small circles on her nipples above the blouse. She was very excited and so was he. He took her hand and placed in on his throbbing dick. She pressed it hard. He felt an unknown pleasure through his body. Wow, there really was a big difference between pressing your dick yourself and had somebody else to do it. Then he started to press her breasts slowly while she continued to love his dick over his track suit.





Her hand was touching against his cock. His cock was starting to grow. In fact, it was getting hard.


Ramya noticed but politely carried on. He tried to adjust himself slightly hoping not to make things worse but relieve the strain.


"Are you ok?" he asked.


"Erm...sorry," was all she could murmur trying to hide her embarrassment.


"Don't be ashamed" Krishan Kumar reassured, glancing up at her. She looked away, but she carried on, and the dick got harder and the strain grew in his tracksuit.


"Let me adjust you" he suggested and unzipped his tracksuit. As he did this, his big naked cock sprang out. It was sticking straight out about inches away from the side of her face. Oh shit! She stopped and stared.


"Oh, my God! it is so huge and at this age it is so thick looks so cute and so hard " was all he heard her say.


Then, together in perfect coordination, he turned a few degrees to point his swollen cock at her, and she turned her head in its direction. They both swivelled to a point where her face was directly in front of his cock head. Time was seemingly frozen.


He didn't remember thinking or doing anything. What he did remember was her mouth opening, her tongue licking her lips slightly and her head moving forward the last remaining few inches that separated them. Her eyes were staring at his cock head, and she moved her lips over it. Her mouth opened wider, and her lips slipped over the whole shaft, and kept on slipping until more than half of his nine inches hard cock was buried completely in her mouth. It felt so warm but he was too shocked to realise what was happening. He didn't thrust and for a moment just remained there frozen with his cock in her mouth. He remembered her licking it, and sliding her lips along it. She just sorts of held it in her mouth, and sucked.


"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh," he was moaning. He felt as if he was in heaven.





His dream woman, mother of Anushka whom he had impregnated was sucking his big dick like a whore.


Within a few seconds, as if from nowhere, he came and shot his load. She held her sucking position, and swallowed it all. As she was doing this, his attention was drawn to her body. The curve of her ass resting on her ankles as she knelt before him looked really nice. Her nipples were hard and were sticking through the fabric of the white blouse. Sliding her mouth off his cock, she stood up and smiled. She put a finger to her mouth to signal him to keep quiet.


"Our little secret should be within us, and nobody should know it," she whispered and licked her lips lightly.


He reached out to touch her right tit, but she grabbed his arm, "What are you doing?" The surprise in her voice was clear.


He kept trying to touch her but then she just hugged him to stop.


"Sometimes things happen on the spur of the moment, let us not get too carried away," she said in ice voice.


The calmness in her voice was familiar and reassuring. He tried to pull away from her embrace but she held on knowing that the only safe distance was right up close where he couldn't touch her.


Krishan Kumar moved his arms around her and hugged her. Her body was a lovely size and shape, and felt warm and soft. He could feel his cock touching the material on her saree, and this made it go hard. He tried to press it against her at the same time as hugging her, but she released him, and stepped back. She straightened her blouse, pulled her saree up, and adjusted it to cover her body.


Ramya said, "You're my best friend. What I did was wrong and I'm sorry it happened. I'd be really grateful if we can both just forget about it. No one needs to know anything. I'm a widow, and not only a mother but a grandmother also. What happened between us was only due to momentary excitement, and I regret and repent for it. Again, I am sorry for this. I want to leave now."





Together they walked towards the Apartment. No talk, no conversation, a complete silence prevailed over them till they reached the flat.


Krishan Kumar also repented very much that night. He thought she was a virtuous lady, and she might be starved for sex so many years since her becoming a widow, and in an intimate moment with him, she was aroused, and the things happened. But later on, she might be conscious of what she had done and repented. His dream of fucking her got shattered.

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Ramya was running her fingers through his hair, and had her neck bent back staring at the ceiling. "Let your tongue explore every fold, just concentrate on the lips for now, Ohhh...Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh...that's right, My Krishan"


When he let his tongue explore between her slit a little, the folds opened up. Ramya spread her legs even wider. Her heavy breasts were dangling out, and it was a sight to watch her moaning in lust and pleasure.


He ran his tongue across her pussy, and enjoyed the sensation of the smooth skin giving way beside her slit. Then Krishan Kumar widened the inner lips of her cunt with the tips of his fingers of both hands, parted it, and inserted his tongue inside her pinkish red wall of her cunt hole. He began sucking on her clit, now almost twice its normal size. He easily slipped one, then two and finally three fingers inside her very wet and very hot vagina. As he sucked and licked her clit while finger-fucking Ramya, she had her hands on the sides of his head pulling his face into her pussy.





Ramya grabbed the back of his head, and pressed his face down into her, "Ohhhhh, lick my clit" she said as she let out a shutter, pulling his head up to the top of her slit.


He ran his tongue all around and then found the spot where she jumped as he hit it.


"Yes, Ohhh ...slowly, that's it, ... oh... God... I haven't eaten like this in years" Ramya said.


She was moaning loudly as her orgasm closed in on her. She let out a scream as she came. She was pulling his face into her pussy wildly as he felt a rush of liquid from her pussy. This time, the orgasm was very huge. Ramya kept on screaming, "Yes, ...Yes, ... Yes...Krishan...Krishan...Krishan."


Ramya climaxed with a loud "Ahhhhh."


She pushed her pelvis into his face, grinding her clit on his lips as her orgasm took hold. He had never experienced an orgasm so violent; her whole body shook and jerked. Finally, after a full minute, she calmed down, released his head, and opened her eyes.


After a brief interval, Krishan Kumar again started licking inside her clit after slurping all the cunt juices. He let his tongue explore some more.


"Ohh, ... Yes, right there...Krishan" Ramya said as he slid his tongue down to the base of her slit.


"Lick me right there, above my asshole," she cried.


As he did this, he felt a rush of warm liquid stream out from her love hole.


"Oh God, don't stop that, keep on sucking my Goddamn pussy," Ramya screamed as he made little circles around the little bump that was her clit.



"Suck on it gently, Now, Krishan," Ramya said as she ran her hands across his hair again.


"MMmmm...yes... yes...yes," she moaned as he did this.


He was working across the folds of skin inside his mouth with his tongue, and started to press his head down on her with her hands again. He began to recognize the difference in texture between the smooth clit and the slightly rougher clitoral hood. As he sucked it all in his mouth, he probed her clit with the end of his tongue.


Screaming out his name, and thrashing her legs around, she began to grunt, "Oh, God, another, another one ... oh yes, don't stop sucking... keep going, ... keep going, suck it, lick me, make me cum again, ... nowwwwww ahhhhhh."


After that one, she relaxed her hands from the death grip she had on him and gently pulled him up towards her. He slid up her body, feeling the wetness between her legs slide across his chest, then his belly. "That was a really, really good one, Krishan," she said. "You want to fuck me now?"


Ramya reached down and pushed on his shorts "Take them off quickly now" she ordered.





As he did so, she grabbed his cock, and put it at the entrance to her pussy. "I need you inside me, now," she said, "Just put it in, I'm about to cum again."


Ramya said as he felt his cock slip into her in one quick motion.


"Oh God, yes ...yes, I wanted to suck on you first and make this last, but I can't wait. Just fuck me now quickly ... I'm Cumming ... Oh God...yessssssssss... you are making me cum again. Don't move, just hold it in deep inside," she screamed.


Now his horny Ramya was totally naked underneath him and was looking like a sex Goddess.





He could hardly believe what he was hearing from the mouth of a widow of 50 years, thirsty for sex for the last 10 years, and till now had already multi orgasms. He sat up on his haunches and grasped the shaft of his cock, and swiped it up and down her open cleft coming to rest at her dark opening. With two fingers, he pressed down on his cock, and watched in amazement as her vagina dilated and admitted him.
"I like how your cock feels inside me, Krishan," she said. "Your cock is a monster, too much bigger than my husband. You can't cum inside me because I'm in fertile period"





"Okay," Krishan Kumar replied, and began to stroke in and out of Ramya's tight, but slick pussy. She had her legs around his waist and was curling her pussy up against his gentle thrusts. After a few minutes, he could feel her legs and butt jerking. There was no barrier whatsoever between his bloated purple head and the entrance to her fertile womb.


She could feel his cock head nudging her cervix with each thrust. She was in the middle of her cycle, and highly fertile, and Krishan Kumar was ready enough to get her pregnant.


Urgently, she whispered, "Krishan, be careful...it is the right time of the month for me...do you understand?


"Uhhhhh," he just grunted.


"Make sure you pull out in time!" she insisted, "I am not protected."

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Then he closed his mouth over her, stifling any reply from her with his mouth and tongue. Then he increased his tempo, she felt he had no intention of pulling out at all. May be her words might have increased her fire of sex more. Emptying his balls in a widow woman's baby hole had to be an idea of his parenting. Suddenly, she was struggling under him, bucking and squirming, as she tried to push him out before he shot his load right in there.





But as the wonderful feeling increased, she could not resist humping back at the stiff thickness shoving and fucking inside her until she came. She told herself, "I will get him out in time." She moaned with joy as intense pleasure rising up from between her legs. She passionately welcomed each thrust, and her fingernails dug into his shoulders.


She rhythmically began grabbing and pulling at his grunting, trembling body, and as the pleasure increased more, the stronger her legs locked around his waist, allowing him to push deeper and deeper. His thrust quickened, and he grabbed her hips tightly, and his body stiffened, grinding firmly against her pubic bone to get as deep as he could. Suddenly, she started to come herself, her body shuddered under him and she was too far gone to notice the swelling of his manhood in her love tunnel. She just squealed in delight with the sudden thickness of his velvety head as it kept pumping in her enraptured services.


Then he grunted loudly, and she felt something warm hit her spasming cervix, and her eyes flew open.





Her mind opened, "Ohhhh God! He has come inside me! I am getting creamed!" She tried to push him out of her, but Krishan Kumar on top of her was determined to plant his seed, and instinctively held his spasming cock nestled deep in her fertile womb. Again, she felt the familiar sensation against her cervix as his virile sperm jetted deep inside her womb. With her helplessly lunging hips urging him on, he fiercely kept jabbing away at her with quick short thrust, keeping his spurting cock head tight upon her cervix. To top it all off, when she realised, she was being inseminated, she orgasmed explosively.


She moaned in ecstasy as his warm wetness spread deep in her vagina, feeling the syrupy spurts striking her cervix again and again, demanding entry into her unprotected womb, and her climax left her helpless to stop it. She just humped back at the stiff thickness inside her that throbbed, and spat stream after stream of sperm deep into her cunt. Her thirsty cunt for so many years nursed at his gushing white lava as it kept on squirting love juice into her, spraying her depths with pearly white liquids. Pulse after pulse of his rich virile sperm surged into her belly, where it belonged, filling her fertile womb with fresh rich sperm.


Finally, his balls finished draining into her, and as her throbbing cervix feasted on the last drops from his quivering cock head, he collapsed on top of her, and gave a deep grunt of satisfaction with his big cock still buried deep inside her cunt. As the waves subsided, she lay there catching her breath in a dreamlike state, with his body shivering as it lay spent on her. What had happened did not seem quite real, but when his thickness slowly softened inside her, she came to her senses.





"Krishan,' she hissed at him, "You old bastard! You came inside me! What if I get pregnant?"


"I hope, "he whispered out of breath, "It will be a boy."


"Krishan! You are crazy!" she sobbed out, "You don't know what you are saying." She looked at him with liquid eyes.


"Don't worry! If the situation arises, I will marry you," he assured her.


Soon they were kissing again. As she savoured his tongue in her mouth, she suddenly felt his dick throbbing inside her cunt, it was going rigid again inside her. Fascinated, she touched his balls, and as he grew thicker, she felt her sheathe tighten around his harden dick. It was a wonderful sensation. She continued caressing his balls, and soon he was completely hard again inside her.


She moaned in delight as she marvelled at his vigour, and she quickly opened her thighs wide again, digging her heels into his buttocks to take his manhood deeper in her. He began to rotate his hips slowly, and her body responded enthusiastically as his dick glided up and down in her slippery sheathe. Her cunt felt even fuller than before. His strokes came faster now, and the base of his big slick cock was grinding deliciously against her cunt. She felt the orgasms flame faring up. His stroking hips ignited a firestorm inside her body. She arched her back, pushing her body up into his to increase the friction against her button, and before she knew it, she was orgasming again, clutching on to him, she bit her lip not to scream as she went over the edge. She just squealed as the sudden ecstasy jolted through her.


Ramya cried out, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Krishan."






He could feel her vagina spasming as her orgasm raged. Her head was rolling from side to side, and her butt was coming off the bed as she bucked him. Her whole body shuddered in climax, the familiar spasm made her body quake, she felt her cunt inner muscles clasp and release the pussy juices like a volcano released the lava, spasming through her over and over. She had never come so fast.


She felt Krishan Kumar's mouth on her again. Excited by her quick climax, he forced his tongue in her mouth and kissed her possessively, while his virile giant cock kept thrusting in and out of her wet cunt. Any second she expected Krishan Kumar to come inside her, putting out the wildfire that was raging in her loins, but he lasted longer than her. Meeting his every thrust, she eagerly welcomed his tongue inside her mouth, and although her climax slowly subsided, waves of pleasure still flooded through her as she humped back at him. Moaning in unison, they continued to fuck in a slow and steady rhythm. She heard the squishing sound of fucking in and out of her cunt. She playfully put her fingers around his shaft to feel it moving up and down in her hand. He groaned joyously. Having his big member sliding through her fingers and into her wet open pussy hole felt incredibly sexy.





He could feel her vagina spasming as it clenched his shaft and then released it; clench, release, clench, release, clench, release. He couldn't hold back any longer; He felt his scrotum tighten and a warmth spreading throughout his nether regions. He was close to cumming as he witnessed Ramya's intense orgasm, so he stopped thrusting.


A few moments later the first rope of pearly-white semen burned up his shaft and spurted out inside Ramya's ovary.


"Damn, Ramya, that was incredible," Krishan Kumar said after he caught his breath.


"I enjoyed it too," she said. "We can do it again if you want to."


"My God! you are an insatiable lady. Do you want to quench your thirst of 10 years in a single drink? Do you have any idea how many orgasms you had?" he exclaimed with his bewildered eyes.




Both of them went into the bathroom and Ramya told him to squat down. She came and stood over his face. She told him to open his mouth, the yellow stream gushed out from her cunt and fell inside his mouth as she peed on him. He swallowed all her pee without wasting a single drop. It was warm and salty in taste.


Afterwards, Krishan Kumar would fuck both Kreethi and Ramya in every alternate day in a pre-determined and cautious manner. Both the women were completely unaware of the fact that they were being fucked by the same man under the same roof.


to be continue...

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Part - 13


Both Asin and Anushka were approaching the advanced stages of childbirth. In view of this, Krishan Kumar called a meeting in his flat attended by all the members of flats.


He addressed the gatherings, "You see, both of our ladies are approaching the stages of childbirth. I am very much busy with my Banking work from 10.00AM morning till evening in Bank, and remaining absent from Apartment during this time. Apart from Ramya and Keerthi, no other persons are available during this time. In this moment, some male persons should be present in case of emergency, to meet the medical attention of these two ladies. So, what I suggest, you should immediately send news to Mr. Saurav (Husband of Anushka) and Mr. Tapas (Husband of Asin) for their presence here."


After a week, both the husbands of the ladies reached. First of all, they thanked Krishan Kumar for extending help and co-operation to their families at the time of need like a Guardian and Father figure. Both the husbands assured him that they would remain till the delivery of the babies.


After two days, in a fine morning, Keerthi while serving him a cup of coffee, said, "I want to share good news to you."


"What's that?" asked Krishan Kumar.


With too much shyness and dropping her eyes, she said, "I am pregnant, and you are going to be a father."


"Ohhh...really! Kreethi, I am very happy that after 6 years, you are going to be a mother and that too of my child." Saying this he embraced her, and planted his kiss on her forehead, cheeks and lips.



He further said, "Listen Keerthi carefully, For the betterment of the situation, you have to leave immediately, and reach your husband. There is only one thing you can do when you go back to your home. You tell your husband that you have been taking a very effective medicine given by uncle for fertile, and fuck with him every day whether his dick is erected or not. Please ensure that his sperm should be dropped inside your cunt for his convenience and belief. After one month, inform him that you are pregnant."


Then he laughed and jokingly said, "Tell your husband, how effectively my medicines(sperms) helped you to get pregnant."


Keerthi smiled with shyness, and said, "Uncle, you are very naughty."


In the evening, Mr. Tapas was sitting on the sofa with his wife Asin. Asin with her very big swollen womb was conversing with her husband.


Then Keerthi entered in the midst of their conversation. Both of them stopped their conversation and looked at her curiously.


Keerthi looked at her uncle Mr. Tapas , and said in a soft voice, "Uncle, it has been quite a long time since I have left my home town, leaving my husband behind me. He is facing problems in absence of me. Now, since you have come to take care of Aunt Asin, I will be leaving tomorrow morning."


Mr. Tapas  happily agreed, and said, "So nice of you my dear Keerthi, in absence of me, you have nicely taken care of your Aunt. You may leave tomorrow morning. All my blessings to you. Please convey my respect and gratitude to your father who is my own elder brother."


Next morning Kreethi left for her hometown after giving a departed embrace and kiss to Krishan Kumar.





In the meantime, children of both the families had left for Shimla to attend their summer camp which was arranged by their college. Tapan, the eldest son of Asin, had left for an inter-college Basketball competition match.


In one evening, when Krishan Kumar returned from his Bank, he found Mr. Tapas (Husband of Asin) and Mr. Saurav (Husband of Anushka) were waiting for him in his flat.


Mr. Tapas started to say, "Dada, today we both took our wives to the Doctor for a medical check. The consulting Doctor told us that both are in an advanced stage of delivering their babies within 15 days. Both of them need to be admitted to hospital immediately. The Nursing home is situated in the outskirts of the city around 18 km away from here. That is a special Nursing Home for new born babies only. Although it is a bit expensive, they will provide separate rooms for us with attached bath rooms where we can also stay along with our wives. There will always be a facility of Doctors and Nurses for 24 hours. So, we both have decided to move from here day after tomorrow with our wives for their admission in the Nursing Home till the delivery of the babies."


Krishan Kumar replied, "You both have taken the right decision in the proper time."


Then Mr. Saurav (Husband of Anushka) said, "Dada, there is one problem. After our leaving, my mother-in-law (Ramya) will be left alone as you will be absent during day time for your Bank. We both are worried how she will adjust herself alone here."


Krishan Kumar was very happy inside his heart as if God had blessed him, favoured him.


He smiled, and said, "You both need not be worried, I have a solution. You see, throughout the years, I work in Bank like a donkey, and all my privileged leaves go to waste. Now the pressure of Bank work is very less, and in absence of me, my deputies can well handle the work. So, I will take 15 days leave from the Bank for a temporary relaxation so that I could be with Ramya here for her companionship, and she would not feel alone."


The husbands were so happy that they thanked and embraced him.


Next day morning, Krishan Kumar was very happy to find Rakul, his second officer joining her duty after returning from a long honeymoon spent with her newlywed husband.


From the cabin, Krishan Kumar could see the changes in her body. Her boobs became slightly bigger, and her buttocks were wider than before. He thought she had been blossomed in to a flower from a bud after prolonged fucking by her husband during their honey moon. Then Rakul entered his cabin, and greeted him.





He teased her, "What's a surprise! Rakul, now you look like a fresh flower after returning from your honeymoon."


Rakul smiled shyly, and said, "Thank you, Sir,"


At that time, Santosh, the cash officer of the Bank entered with a file for his signature. Santosh, being the Cash officer of the Bank was an important hand to Krishan Kumar. Santosh was a bright young man of 26 years. He had a baby girl of 5 months old only.


Krishan Kumar looked at him and asked, "Santosh, how is your daughter?


Santosh smiled, and replied, "Sir, she is fine."


Both of them were very reliable officers to him. He would always consider Rakul as his right hand and Santosh as his left hand.


Then he addressed to both, "Guys, from tomorrow, I will be on leave for 15 days. I hope both of you will take proper care of the Bank during my absence."


"Yes Sir, you can rest assured," both of them said in the same voice.


Both Ramya and Krishan Kumar were very happy. They were alone and nobody was there to disturb them.


Suddenly Ramya said, "Krishan, I am afraid, and apprehend that in future I may get pregnant. Just think, what will happen to me in that situation. I am a widow of 50 years. What will others say? I have my daughter, Son-in-law and Grandchildren. Can I face them?"


Krishan Kumar said, "Don't worry! If something unusual happens, we will tell everybody that we are married secretly, and we will show our marriage photographs."


"How?" she asked in a surprising tone.


"We will get married today. I will arrange everything," replied Krishan Kumar.


In the afternoon, they hurried from the Apartment as he got a taxi, and asked the driver to go to the Yogini temple. This temple was infamous for incestuous and widow marriage with unholy practices of other marriage, and it also had a few devadasis. They reached the temple, and the priest took them to a corner where there was a pandal(stage) in the centre, and a few people had gathered. Krishan Kumar had arranged everything before. Both of them wore bride and groom's dresses. Krishan Kumar took Ramya there, and she sat next to him as the pandit (Priest) started reciting mantras(hymns). He looked at Ramya. She looked so beautiful dressed as a bride. He felt as if he was in a dream. Krishan Kumar had arranged people gathered there to witness the tying of their marriage knot. The priest then asked him to put some sindoor (vermillion) in the centre of Ramya's hair. He took it and smeared it in her head, taking her as his wife. He then gave her a mangalsutra (a necklace worn by a ***** woman to signify that she is married) to tie around her neck. Ramya smiled as she had discarded one previously after becoming a widow. Krishan Kumar tied the new manga sutra, the symbol of their union, around her neck. The pundit got up and told them to take seven rounds of holy fire.





Ramya walked in front followed by Krishan Kumar as they circled the holy fire which burnt all other bonds they had. Now Krishan Kumar was her husband, and she was his wife. After seven rounds of fire, people threw flowers on the newly married couple and exchanged greetings. What a wonderful sight it was. Krishan Kumar felt like the luckiest man in the world.


When they got home, he said that by going around the fire, he had married her for seven lives. He got close to her, and took her in his arms before planting a kiss on her lips.


"O my Ramya! My wife," he said.


"O my Krishan! My husband, show me how much you love me," Ramya said.


It was already evening when they reached the Apartment. Now they were alone at home. Ramya looked so pretty dressed in all jewellery and her wedding sari. Her blouse was giving exactly the kind of show he craved for. They were in Anushka's flat. Night was approaching very fast. Both of them had their dinner. It was already 11.00 pm, night.


Krishan Kumar said, "This is your daughter's flat. A newly wed bride bids farewell from her home and proceeds towards her groom's home. So, you will proceed to my flat from here. Then remember, tonight is our suhagraat which will be celebrated in my room."


Krishan Kumar asked her to go to his room and wait.


Ramya went to his flat and entered into his bedroom. She was surprised to see the room decorated with flowers and candles along with a glass of milk placed beside the bed. Sex was in the air, she knew. As she sat on the bed, Krishan Kumar entered the room. Ramya knew the tradition, she got up and touched his feet. He lifted her up, embraced her, and kissed on her face. Then Ramya took the glass of milk in her hand, and offered him to drink.


He came to her and said, "From now on, I am your husband, ok"


He drank half the milk, and gave her half. She had the prettiest milk moustache he had ever seen. He cleaned it with his tongue, and began kissing her while his hands had gone to her beautiful mounds feeling them over her blouse. Ramya kissed him back with pure lust she had been keeping in the garb of love and affection. They started necking while his hands had pulled out her blouse and were opening the hook of her designed bra.



Her two beautiful breasts fell out as he looked at her looking so sexy, and beautiful. He looked towards her nicely shaped white breasts and her pinkish brown areolas. Her nipples were standing erect like two mangoes, and to her utter surprise, her nipples were long and puffy with small closed pores. He hoped these pores will be opened soon when his own baby from her will suckle the milk. They were shining pink. He took a good look at them, and then took one of her erect nipples in his mouth, and gave it a sweet bite with his teeth. She moaned with pleasure.





While rubbing his hand on one of her boobs, he ate the other one, nibbled at the boobs, and even tried to take her full booby in his mouth. Krishan Kumar opened his mouth full, and took a hearty bite of both her boobs. Her hands were at the back of his head stroking his hair.


He said, "Ramya, give milk to your husband."


Ramya replied, "My dear husband, these are yours only. You can drink up to your content."

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His hand moved on to her bellybutton, and his fingers danced on her naked skin. His mouth went down, and he kissed and licked Ramya's flat hairless belly button. She was still dressed in her bridal jewellery, and a golden chain fell over her tummy. Then she lifted her saree, removing it up to her thighs. He kissed Ramya's milky thighs and licked them to his delight. He was now kneading her breasts, Ramya was moaning, and her breasts were heaving. The whole room was filled of sex sounds as he lowered his face to kiss Ramya's hungry cunt over her designed beautiful red lacy panties.


She just squirmed in pleasure.


As Krishan Kumar sniffed Ramya's hidden heavenly floral glory, he saw her looking at him with pure lust, and she bit her lips. Her panty had a wet spot on them, and there were big hairs peeking from the sides of that sexy panty. He smelled that crotch, and his senses went limp for a second when he sniffed the maddening aroma of Ramya's cunt juices smeared with sweat, perfume and the horny smell of urine. Ramya quickly removed her panty, and he was looking at the most treasured thing of the world- the pussy of Ramya in all her glory. Krishan Kumar gaped at it, and almost tore Ramya's bridal sari in an attempt to get her naked. Now, here was his Ramya ready to get fucked by her new husband, lying all naked. He looked at her who was all nude, but for her jewellery looking so kinky and wonderful.





She then bit her lips and said, "Complete the age-old Ramya of mating the newly wed husband and wife. Time has come for you to enter a new relationship with me. Come my husband, take your ravishing bride, and start a family with me so that I may mate with you, come my handsome husband, show your wife how much you love her."


"O my baby, I love you so much," said Krishan Kumar.


As he moved closer to her, he could smell her sweaty body mixed with perfume and sweat. She had little hair on legs, and at the back of her arms which added her sex appeal. He looked at her, and she took his hands to her shapely boobs where nipples had grown harder than nuts. He pinched one of her nipples, and she gasped in his arms.


"O my new husband, I love you so much. You can do anything as we are married now. Come baby, come to your lonely wife, she needs all your love forever, "said she and bent forward to kiss his earlobe.


She was still dressed in her jewels, but she quickly removed his shirt and below. Krishan Kumar was standing in just silk underwear with his cock making a pole in it. Ramya took it in her hand, and rubbed it for some time.


She said, "O my husband! Your cock is so big, Just the right size for my deep cunt. Time has come to punish me for my unruly behaviour towards you in the park. I want some punishment for disregarding you in the park after sucking your cock. Punish me baby!"


"Ohh... yes, my wife! I love you so much. Oh Ramya, you have no idea of how hungry I have been for all this. I have waited for this for days. You are my dream, my wife, my Ramya," said he.


"Ohh yes, my husband, take me, and take your wife. Now that I am your wife, I am going to bear you children. Ohh my husband...give it to your wife now. You know how badly I want it. You are my sweetest husband, honey, "cried Ramya.


His hands reached over her bare pussy, and he touched it. It was so bushy with thick black pubic hair, and the wetness of her pussy had spread well beyond her hole. He rubbed the top of it with his thumb, and then he inserted his longest finger into her pussy. Ramya moaned a bit as he thrust it further. He started finger-fucking her vigorously now, while her hand was stroking his cock.





She then pushed him aside, and walked naked across the room, went to the dressing table, got back some sindoor and said hungrily, "Ohh husband! You have to put some sindoor here also." as she pointed out her pussy in the tuft of brown wet pubes. He quickly went forward and put some sindoor there.


He couldn't control anymore and kissed her pussy; a lot of flab had gathered on her pussy hole. Her pussy looked so fresh and pink that he had to look at her face while this wonderful pussy really belonged to her. He sucked his favourite hole in the world for a long time while she moaned and squirmed in ecstasy. In a moment, she went stiff and uttered obscenities and went limp in his arms.





He knew she was having an orgasm and he bit the clit real hard, thrusting 3 fingers inside her lovely pussy. She came like a flood, and he licked every single drop of Ramya's tastiest juice. Ah! what a taste.


Then he went back to her face, and kissed it for what seemed an eternity with his lips smeared in her hot lips, their tongues swirled in each other while his hands tweaked her nipples making them sore and red, and she moaned in pleasure.


"Ohh, my lovely husband! Where did you learn all this? You are going to kill your wife with your love-making skills. Ohh God! This feels so good. Don't stop. I want you inside now my baby. Let me ride your dick now as I am your wife, "she said and moaned.


Then she came on top of him, and took his whole cock in her pussy, and started jumping. Ramya had taken the entire cock in her pussy, and her breasts jiggled on his face. He quickly latched on to one of her nipples. He brought his hands to her velvety ass, and slapped it a few times. Ramya grunted and groaned like a newly married girl while her fat ass shuddered in his crotch.





Now she adjusted herself in such a way that she was getting maximum penetration. He was hitting her womb. His erect cock wedged deep into the inner recesses of her vagina. It appeared that all he wanted to do was to merge into her...making her his forever. Now she was maddened with lust, and she started slapping her big boobies on his face. He could feel the nipples on his cheeks, nose and everywhere. This was highly erotic so he quickly sucked on Ramya's boobies while slapping her ass, and she started shouting obscenities now.


"I can't wait," she screamed at him, "If I don't feel you pumping my womb full of baby-juice in the next minute or so, I'm going to scream! Now get on top of me, get your cock inside me, and fuck me until you squirt me full of your baby-making cream. Let me feel my husband squirting his baby-making sperm up inside my slutty belly where it belongs." She cried.


Krishan Kumar grasped her shoulders and flipped them both down until he was on top, and straddled Ramya's fleshy thighs in a deep squat. Feverishly, she guided his jutting monstrosity down toward the wet, gaping core of her femininity. She rubbed the head of his giant cock up and down the weeping furrow of her pussy.


Holding his cock in his hand, he pushed it back into her cunt and re-entered her again with a long, slow, skewering thrust. Ramya moaned thickly, her fingers scrabbling at the sheets, as Krishan Kumar's enormous cock burst into her wet flesh.


"You're insatiable," said he.


Ramya moaned, "Only with you, husband, only with you."


Sliding his hands under her body, he twined his fingers in her long gold necklace, and took the chain over her stiff nipples. Beneath him, Ramya whimpered joyously, her body succumbing to his needs, as he pushed his dark slab of meat in and out of her wet flesh. He now possessed her totally and utterly, subjugating her flesh to his desire.





Krishan Kumar closed his eyes, and plunged into her, hurting her, and she was screaming for mercy, begging him to stop. Her chest was heaving, and her breath came in sobbing gasps as he continued to pound her cunt savagely without respite. Her head began to be slammed against the headboard as his thrusts speeded up.

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Ramya said she wanted to feel his hot, sticky sperm warming her tummy.


"Look at you," Krishan Kumar painted between thrusts, " Mother and Grandmother of 50 years old with her newlywed husband's cock stuffed up deep inside her belly, wanting him to squirt her sexy little tummy full of thick sticky white-stuff that makes babies. Shame on you, Well, I'm going to do just that. I'm going to give a 50 years old woman just what horny woman like her needs: a big belly swollen with a child. Wouldn't you like that, my slutty wife?"


Hearing his obscene words, and feeling his big cock slip-sliding inside her, was too much for Ramya. She began to cum.


She writhed underneath him, her body dissolving into another delicious orgasm. Her head whipped from side to side on the pillow as little screams of pleasure came from her lips.


"You want me to plant a baby in your tummy, darling?" Krishan Kumar panted, fucking her hard as the sweat poured off him.


"Oooooooh, yesss, my husband! Plant your seed in my womb, make my belly get big with your baby inside me. I want to feel our child squirming and kicking inside me, when I go to sleep at night.





Make me pregnant, my husband," she moaned, "shoot it up my pussy, let me feel your baby growing inside me. Make me pregnant! Oh please, please make me pregnant!" she begged him.


"Ready for the baby, love," Krishan Kumar asked, and she again begged him to impregnate her.


"Oh, yes, yes, yes, let everyone know that I fucked Krishan Kumar's cock up my pussy and had him cum in me," she screamed. "I want to feel your baby come pushing out from between my legs, I want to have your baby..." Suddenly Ramya stiffened and shouted as she orgasmed, then she screamed in a shattering climax as Krishan Kumar's huge penis quivered, swelled and erupted within her, exploding, throbbing, jerking and pulsing, the hot burning liquid spurting from his scrotum, splashing his hot cum inside her, spraying his virile seed to the very depths of her fertile, unprotected pussy.


Her cunt was throbbing, pulsing, contracting and clenching around his cock as he sprayed charge after charge of his thick, white-hot juices deep within Ramya's quivering vagina. His ejaculation was gargantuan, his huge cock spasming, jerking, throbbing, pumping torrents of cum, fertilizing her unprotected womb. For more than a minute he continued to cum, yelling and yelling, pumping jet after jet of white-hot sperm deep into Ramya's unprotected pussy, sending her into another orgasm as his sperm charged from his cock and spurted deep, deep inside her. Krishan Kumar was squirting a thick white jet of his baby-making cum right up inside Ramya's unprotected womb.





It felt so good to her for letting him that stored-up load of pregnancy juice go. Wave after wave of release swept through him, as he emptied his prostate in Ramya's tight little belly. Ramya's distended vaginal lips oozed Krishan Kumar's seed, knowing that millions of his sperm were already wiggling their way up inside her womb.


Ramya said, "I hope I'm pregnant now." Even as she spoke, his seed was oozing and soaking into her belly; and millions of his vigorous sperm were seeking refuge in her fertile womb.


They lived like newlywed husband and wife  enjoying their honeymoon in the flat. Ramya would wear colourful saree instead of white saree, and would always put sindur in her front parted hairs symbolising a married woman. Every day they would go outside, take food outside in Restaurant. They would visit shopping malls, movie theatres, parks and would travel in metros to various places. Fucking was a regular phenomenon whenever they wished and in mood. Ramya never felt such types of blissful life ever in her life even with her late husband. Krishan Kumar was giving all his attention to her.





After Ten days, in the evening, Krishan Kumar made a phone call to the Nursing Home. He talked with Mr. Tapas, husband of Asin. Tapas was very pleased to inform him that Asin gave birth to a female baby in the morning, and in the afternoon, Anushka delivered a male baby. The mothers and babies all were in good condition, but the doctor had advised to see them only after two days. Tapas informed him that he and Ramya could visit the Nursing Home after two days to see the mothers and babies. He informed Ramya about the good news. Ramya was very happy to become a Grandmother. She thanked God that Anushka had a son after two daughters.


After two days, both Ramya and Krishan Kumar hired a Taxi to visit the Nursing Home.


Before going, he said, "Ramya, conceal your Mangal sutra inside your blouse, I mean it is better to conceal in your cleavage carefully and cover it with your pallu so that nobody should know that we are secretly married."


Ramya replied, "OK, but what's about putting sindur "


Krishan Kumar advised, "You can keep that tradition in a way. Don't put vermilion in your parted hairs rather put it on your forehead so that anyone could understand that you visited a temple."


They reached the Nursing Home. From the reception, they came to know that Anushka and Asin were in a different ward. They decided to visit Anushka first.


They entered her ward. Anushka was lying in a white bed with the tiny baby clung to her. He was covered with white cloth and sleeping. Saurav, husband of Anushka was sitting beside the bed in a chair.


Both of them were very happy to see Krishan Kumar and Ramya. Ramya went forward, and kissed her daughter.


She said, "Anushka, I am proud to have a grandson."


Then Ramya turned towards Krishan Kumar, and said, "Krishan, have you noticed? My grandson's nose resembles your nose although he looks like Anushka."


Krishan Kumar laughed, and said, "Then I am lucky."


Anushka looked at Krishan Kumar in a meaningful glance. During this conversation, a white uniformed Nurse entered, and said, "The Doctor wants to have a discussion with the Representative of the patient."
Hearing this, Anushka's husband and Ramya left to meet the Doctor. Now, Anushka and Krishan Kumar were left alone.


Krishan Kumar patted her palm and kissed her on cheeks.


"Did you like our baby?" Anushka asked.


"Yes, he is my son. He will inherit all my qualities," said Krishan Kumar.


"I am very grateful to you that you have gifted me a son after my two daughters," said Anushka.


Then a Nurse entered with some sponged clothes. She lifted the cover from the body of Anushka. Then Krishan Kumar could see Anushka's huge breasts like melons, full of milk. She was only with a blouse, and the lower portion of the blouse was unhooked to facilitate breast feeding to the baby. There were very deep wet patches in the blouse above the nipples.


The Nurse put the sponge clothes beneath the blouse just above the nipples for soaking.


She said to Anushka, "Madam, your milk is overflowing. It is more than necessary for the baby. It will harm the baby while suckling. He may feel suffocation due to excess milk of his requirement. So, in every three hours, you have to drain out your excess milks by way of squeezing your breasts otherwise you will feel pain in your breasts."


Then the Nurse left.


Anushka was wearing only the blouse and the top hook of the blouse was hooked, and the rest of hooks were free, and her milky big boobs were hanging from the bottom of the blouse like mangoes. He had an instant desire to pluck them, and eat those ripe mangoes sucking out the sweet nectar from them.





Anushka removed the remaining top hook of the blouse, and removing it from her shoulders kept the blouse on the bed. And then she pressed her left breast nipple with her right hand. Suddenly a stream of milk gushed out from there which she wiped out in sponge clothes.


Suddenly, Anushka said, "Do you want to drink my milk from my breasts directly, as the baby couldn't empty my milk. It is really heavy and painful to carry such a load of milk."


Krishan Kumar needed no other invitation and he eagerly leaned over and took her pinkish nipple into his mouth. The feeling of the nipple alone was sensational. It felt thick and meaty on his tongue at least half an inch long and he started to suck it into his mouth trying to extract milk from it.


"No Dada, get more of the breast inside your mouth, not just the nipple," Anushka said. He opened his mouth and sucked in some more.


"Ohhhh, yyyyeeeess... That's it, Baby" she mumbled as he felt the milk start to flow. He sucked in, and massaged her nipple with his tongue. Sucking the warm and sweet fluid, he swallowed it down his throat.


"Thank you, Dada for helping me out," She said as she started to stroke his hair. "Are you okay with the milk flow, Dada?" Anushka asked. Then she said, "Oh, please, just keep sucking...it's painful a lot from the morning, and I want to unload all my milk as soon as possible."


He could feel Anushka's breathing getting faster and heavier as he sucked more on her milk, and was feasting on her nipples like a hungry dog. Her heart was racing, and she seemed to be holding back some moans and groans.


Anushka came back to her normal position. Then they saw Saurav and Ramya coming towards them.


Krishan Kumar said, "Ramya, let us visit Asin." They left and reached another ward where Asin was admitted. They found Asin lying with her new born baby. Her husband Tapas was sitting beside her.


They were very pleased to see Krishan Kumar and Ramya.


Tapas said, "I have a son and daughter, now I am very happy to have a little daughter. Asin also wanted a daughter, and God had granted her wish."


Krishan Kumar glanced towards Asin and the new born baby. Asin was looking at him with a smile. The new born baby was also very fair in colour like Anushka's son and she was staring at Krishan Kumar (Her father).


Krishan Kumar smiled and waved his hand towards the new baby.





He said both to Asin and Saurav, "Listen me you both, take my words that this baby will turn into a very beautiful girl when growing up."


Ramya also supported his views and everybody appreciated and laughed.