Incest Chat leads to Sins by Vinman

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Chat leads to Sins

7th June 2017

This is story of  Vinman  , he is great author in xossip, 

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Chat leads to Sins

 
My other story which you guys have supported through thick and thin and also at times gave up on me, rightly so, is at a point where I will keep on adding characters leading to its winding up gradually. I had deliberately thought of not introducing incest element there. In real life I am in 35-40 age group and it is the time when kids of your elder cousins attain youth and the worst happens when those kids turn out to be a beauty.
 
Though have tried to steer clear of such a problem and remind myself of the relationship by calling them beta, raaje to ensure that any “malice” doesn’t come my way. But as you would also agree, it is far easier said than done.
 
I wear specs, not too much power and is for distant viewing. So I was at my cousin’s place and was just strolling on the road ahead when two daughters, both above 20s then were approaching me seeing their chachu coming towards them. It was late evening and in dim light I could see very appreciable female forms but faces were not clear. I was looking at them like a loafer and only when they came close, realized they were my nieces who had grown up in my arms.
 
They asked me “Chachu aise kya dekh rahe thhey”
 
To hide my embarrassment had to say “yaar chashma nahin pahena tha, toh lag raha tha ki tum dono hee ho but picture clear nahin thee”
 
This is about another niece of mine, who let us call Pooja (name obviously changed) and she is daughter of my cousin and I am her Mamu.
 
She has virtually grown up to be a beauty in front of my eyes. Very strong willed girl, not very tall but beautiful and padded up in right places in right amounts. I had genuinely no “prem chopra” type intentions towards her, but one thing led to other making us commit a sin.
 
I got married pretty late in life and so to bide time post office hours, I would hit Yahoo Chat. As luck would have it, managed to organize a meeting with a girl (found out at the location that she was very average.)
 
Had she been any better, wouldn’t have been prying on chat. Anyways, managed to meet her couple of times at Vaishali metro station in Ghaziabad and both times finger fucked her. Did it at the Metro Station, those who don’t want to believe are free to do so. I just couldn’t inspire myself to fuck her though she was ready to spread legs at first command. Gave her gyaan of my talks of marriage and my commitment towards the girl since talks have started and all that crap.
 
Those marriage talks fell through and I didn’t bother returning back to her. I had developed a decent harem of my own on Yahoo messenger and the girls were ready to enjoy.
 
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t so happened that once in Yahoo chat rooms, say I was in 32-33 age group then, managed to hit into some id called “Puja4u” and the chat started. I will use initial M as in myself and P for the girl.
 
M – Hi Puja
 
P – Hi
 
P – ASL
 
M – M 30 Delhi Unmarried (deliberately used to reduce my age to have a better chance)
M – your ASL
 
P – F Delhi Unmarried 22.
 
M – So you working or studying
 
P – Have just completed graduation, looking for job. U working?
 
M – Yes mam, but right now looking for a blowjob
 
P – ha ha ha
 
M – so what were your subjects in Graduation
 
P – Commerce
 
M – A girl with great figure is great with figures
 
P – 
 
M – With your permission my I add you to my msngr
 
P – Sure               
 
Friend request was sent and accepted.
 
M – So Puja tell something about yourself
 
P – you ask
 
M – who all in your family
 
P – younger sis mom dad
 
M – any bf?
 
P – naaa
 
M – good for me
 
P – ha ha ha
 
M – Are you tall
 
P – not much around 5.3
 
M – Perfect I am 5.9, Jodi jachegi 
 
P – ha ha ha
 
M – r u a dusky beauty or gori chitti
 
P – gori
 
M – aaye haaye, ab toh Jodi khoob jachegi, me too fair
P – ha ha ha
 
M- I am average build with decent muscles and strength in key areas; tum kahin moti toh nahin ho
 
P – Average
 
M – With fat in critical areas?
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – lovely honey
 
P - hmmmmm
 
M – have noticed that beautiful girls have beautiful moms, true in your case
 
P – yaa
 
M – She too is gori and curvy
 
P – oye you talking of my mom
 
M – ok but what I am saying, is it correct or not.
 
P - hmmmm
 
M – your dad is lucky then
 
P - oh yes.
 
After a bit more of chit chat we parted for the day.
 
Next day, as I logged in, she was already there and had sent a couple of messages to me already.
 
M – Jaaneman itna intezaar – honoured
 
P – Arrey socha thoda khush kar dun
 
M – Darling khush karne ke aur bahut tareeke hain
 
P – Achha ji – maar khaana usme se ek hai ?
 
M – Bilkul, shart hai ki nivastra hokar maarogi
 
P – Kya
 
M – Itni toh hindi aati hee hogi jaan
 
P – Tumhe nivastra karke maarungi
 
M – still same result sugar
 
P – (some angry emoticons) “shut up”
 
M – Gussa thook de meri jaan
 
P – I am not your jaan
 
M – hmmm phir bhi gussa thook de
 
P – hmmmm smiley
 
M – I feel good when I call u jaan
 
P – Achha ji
 
M – Haan ji
 
P – ok
 
M – Toh darling aagey ka kya socha hai
 
P – matlab
 
M – Post Graduation karogi ya phir job
 
P - Socha nahin abhi
 
M – Phir mujhse shaadi kar lo
 
P – Very funny
 
M – Jaan – ek baat poochun
 
P – hmmm
 
M – Ever had bf?
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – lucky bastard
 
P – Jealous
 
M – oh yes. Saale ne khoob hath saaf kiye honge tumhare jism pe
 
P – nahin nahin
 
M – kyon gay tha kya
 
P – ha ha ha nahin
 
M – Phir, impotent?
 
P – Na na
 
M – How do you know? Test kiya tha kya?
 
P – Oye – andaaza ho jaata hai
 
M – darling feel karliya lagta hai, peeche se jab hug kar raha tha tab kiya tha kya
 
P – Main kyon bataun
 
M – Pata toh chaley ki kaunsa style pasand hai
 
P – oye
 
M – means touching hugging mein hardness feel ho gayi ki impotent nahin hai
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – so u loved him hugging u from behind
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – grinding his cock on ur ass
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – rubbing ur boobs nipples
 
P – hmmmmm oye
 
M – darling hard to believe is someone is hugging u from behind and grinding his cock in ur ass will not press ur boobies. Boobies of a self confessed curvy babe
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – so like sexy babes u love ur boob being played with
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – u touching them now
 
P – no
 
M – sajan re jhoot mat bolo. If not doing it – do it. Think of me
 
P – cannot sis around, door open.
 
M – warna kar leti…
 
P - …..
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – Thanks
 
M - love you
 
P – gtg papa calling
 
Like this a few days passed with us being able to get more naughtier. Now we had progressed from Yahoo msngr chat at night to chat via phone which meant could play with each other during the day as well.

[manigopal]

 
Puja loved my style of chat, hadn’t shown her pics of my cock or asked for her curves in pics but we were getting addicted to each other.
 
M – jaan, ek baat poochun
 
P – pooch
 
M – about ur mom
 
P – bolo
 
M – she likes to show her curves?
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – with fancy blouses, deep cuts, sexy churidaars
 
P – hmmm
 
M – kabhi kisi ke saath dekha or seen her enjoying male attention in bus metro
 
P – bus mein metro mein kabhi kabhi
 
M – You feel jealous
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – Uske fancy blouses mein kitni cleavage dikhaati hai meri saas
 
P – saas? 2-2.5 inch
 
M – gori gori cleavage, yummy
 
P – oye
 
M – sach bol yaar 2.5 inch ki gori gori cleavage sexy lagegi na
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – now think of me as 5.9 tall boy, well built overall and even better built in critical area standing behind ur mom in a bus. Tu aagey se dekh rahi hai. Ur mom is wearing a sexy churidar
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – I rub my “even better built critical area” once on her ass to test her
 
P – She doesn’t reacts (she says now enjoying the game)
 
M – I rub it even more
 
P – Maa ki aankhen band ho gayi
 
P – zor se saans le rahi hai. Boobs upar neeche ho rahe hain
 
M – (real mein tere bhi ho rahe hai)
 
P – haan kameene
 
M – (in real lick ur finger and rub on ur nipples – feel me licking them)
 
P – hhhmmmmm
 
M – u then see me moving a bit more ahead and placing my hand on her hips
 
M - bus is full and no light, dark
 
M – sorry mam thoda balance bigad gaya tha
 
P – koi baat nahin beta
 
M – thank you
 
M – I grind it even more and press her ass with my hand. We are standing right at the end of the bus, mere aagey teri mom and mom ke saath tu. Mere side mein 3-4 ladkiyan and a few people with back towards us
 
P – yes
 
M – my other hand now frees and moves in front, your mom lifts her kurta as an indication for me to hide my hand in. I do it and start rubbing her pussy over her salwar
 
P – yesss, I see it
 
M – teri maa ki choot geeli ho gayi
 
P – yess
 
M – teri bhi ho gayi real mein
 
P – haan saale
 
M – I rub her choot harder
 
P – she rubs her ass on urs harder
 
M – I take my hand inside her salwar and rub her thighs
 
P – how is her skin
 
M – makkhan, teri bhi hogi
 
P – hai
 
M – sslllllrpppp, feel me licking ur inner thighs
 
P – aaahhh
 
M – bata teri maa kya kar rahi hai bus mein
 
P – usne apni panty neeche kar li hai tere liye, tu ungli kar uski choot mein
 
M _ (rubbing and fingering ur choot in real)
 
P – yes yes
 
M – I take ur mom’s hand on my cock and make her hold it
 
P – woh daba deti hai
 
M – Itne mein tere baap ka phone aata hai aur teri maa jhatke se seedhi ho jaati hai aur ek stop baad utar jaate ho. Main bhi utar jata hoon aur peeche peeche aata hoon
 
P – mom mudti hain
 
M – Thanks mam for fun, we can have more. I take phone from her and dial my nmbr and leave in a flash
 
M – Next morning I call her
 
P – Hello kaun ho tum
 
M – Mam kal ke liye thanks, I enjoyed aapko bhi mazaa aaya hoga
 
P – tumne call kyon kiya
 
M – Kal ke liye thanks karna tha
 
P – kis baat ka
 
M – bus mein jo mast time nikla (maza aa raha hai apni mom ko aise sochkar)
 
P – (YESSSS)
 
P – Shut up.
 
M – kal toh khoob maze le rahi theen aap
 
P – raat khatm baat khatm
 
M – toh phir raat ko aaun kya
 
P – ha ha ha….. chup
 
M - aapki gori chitti makkhan skin, kasa hua churidaar suit, 2 inch ki sexy cleavage, uthey hue ubhaaar – kaise bhool jaaun mam
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – uthhi hui gol gol ass
 
M – Badey Badey raseele aam jaise aapke boobs
 
P – chup
 
M – kaise chup ho jaaun, sach hee toh bayaan kar raha hoon. Abhi bhi hairless raheti ho neeche. (real mein Puja jaan kaisa lag raha hai)
 
P – (mast mast mast)
 
P – hmmmmm
 
P – kya yaad rakkhoge, ek baar aayungi balcony mein, 30 second ke liye, dhoondh nahin paaye toh phir bhool jaao.
 
M – ok mam but ek shart hai, kaan se phone laga ke rakhna
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – Jaise hee teri mom balcony mein aati hai, 10 seconds mein main dekh leta hoon.
 
M – Thanks mam. Aap housewife ho
 
P – hmmmm. Ab khush
 
M – bahut.
 
P – haan hoon
 
M – bachche hubby office school?
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – hmmmmmm. I cut the call and move towards your house and call ur mom again
 
P – kya hai
 
M – darwaza khol do main aa raha hoon
 
P – main nahin kholungi
 
M – soch lo nahin toh log dekh lenge
 
P _ main nahin kholungi
 
M – aaj abhi darwaza khol do, baaki main dekh loonga
 
P – hat badmash (mom giggles)
 
M – The moment I reach your house, notice that the door is left open, I just walk in
 
P – aa gaye ab jaao
 
M – I close the door behind me. Jaane ke liye nahin aaya hoon and come towards ur mom. (all this while we are still on phone)
 
M – I keep phone aside and let her drop her phone
 
P – Ouch – aaram se
 
Puja is on fire, she had chatted with so many earlier but this was sheer magic. She was naked and had cummed a few times fingering while going ahead with the game. As they were about to proceed further, she was called by her mom for something and she had to leave.
 
After some time, late night he got a message.
 
P – Soye hue ho
 
M – nahin, tera intezaar tha
 
P – kyon ji
 
M – waise hee meri jaan
 
M – Teri ma ko kal chodunga. Aaj tere liye gift hai
 
P – kya hai
 
M – ek photo hai,jo teri maa ne pakda tha
 
P – whaat
 
I had sent her a pic of my thick and strong boner. It was decent in length but was pretty thick, much more than regular.
 
P – main baat nahin karungi
 
She closed the chat
 
I was cursing myself for being so impetuous but then deep down had some belief that it is all drama. She perhaps wanted to see cock but at time of her choice.
 
Next morning, I got a message, you are very bad
 
I responded “I know but cock is very good”
 
Got a few emoticons of anger frustration in response
 
I love you muuuahhh, was my answer. And chat started.
 
Over next few chats I had roleplays with her wherein had fucked her mom in various roles, like a mother in law, teacher, neighbourhood aunty… you name it we did it.
 
M – Puja darling, guess time has come that we should exchange numbers and meet.
 
P – hmmmm no hmmmm may be
 
M – chal let us first move to phone numbers.
 
She sent me a number and I started calling her. I had a dual sim phone and had a number installed only primarily for yahoo chat GFs and none in family or friends new about the second number. It was a prepaid one, so no bills.
 
Over a week or so, we spoke like love birds. I was camouflaging my voice and guess she was hers as I would find out much later. We would talk and talk and talk and talk. Talk spicy, sexy, naughty, dirty….
 
One fine day – as we were talking
 
M – Jaan want to meet you
 
P – ktini baar manaa karun
 
M – but manaa kyon
 
P – bus waise hee
 
M – you afraid of me meeting you, having sex and making a video
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – chal ek kaam karte hain, full public area mein milte hain. Wahan koi dar nahin. We will meet for next 5-6 times in public area only. Uske baad agar tujhe theek lage then we will proceed
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – Chal ek kaam karte hain, Vaishali metro station milte hain
 
P – Itni door
 
M – hmmmm mere ghar ke bhi paas nahin hai. But safe hai since less likely to meet someone known.
 
She understood my logic, mine was simpler, had recently played with another one so knew how much the nearby construction area helps.
 
P – how will we recognize each other
 
M – Phone hai na yaar. I will wear jeans and black T shirt and u will wear a red one and white tight leggings or pant. No panty
 
P – kya
 
M – phat gayi
 
P – nahin
 
M – then
 
P – done
 
So the date was decided and we both reached the metro station at the fixed time. I reached a bit earlier and took a vantage position.

[manigopal]

 
I was scanning all incoming babes in Red and White combo and a few left. Then I saw one covering her face with a white scarf. I called her
 
M – Hi Puja, pahunch gayi
 
P – just uttari hoon
 
M – face pe scarf waali tum ho
 
She looked around
 
P – kahan ho
 
M – yahin hoon, keep on going straight and taken stairs to one level below. Remember only one level.
 
M – now crowd is going to left, you take a right turn, jaise ki call poori karni ho.
 
Both of us were still masquerading our voices.
 
M – Acchi lag rahi ho
 
P – thanks. Ab kya karun
 
M – Right ki taraf khadi ho jaao, take first left after right. You will one elevator installed but not working.
 
P – haan dikh raha hai
 
M – privacy ke liye jaan
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – chal bahar ki taraf dekh, you can see outside and people can only see upto your shoulders. Ab apni gand peeche kar
 
P – kya
 
M – kar na aur daba
 
P – mmmmmmm
 
Puja looks behind
 
M – dar mat koi nahin hai. It is in public place still private. I will walk in behind you and hug you. Darna mat. Apni gaand rub karegi na jaan mere lund pe
 
P – hmmmmmm (she was enjoying it. Unknown to me she had even complied with the no panty order)
 
M – peeche mat mud, main hee hoon dar mat
 
P – aaja
 
I walked ahead and hugged a very gori chitti juicy body form in front of me. The face was still hidden from scarf. I just licked her ear lobes and pressed her juicy mangoes, seemed to be a 34c and rubbed my cock on her ample ass which seemed to be 36. I licked her neck.
 
Hmmmm …mmmmmm were the sounds
 
I just pulled back her tight trousers to see no panty.
 
I held her by her shoulders from behind and pushed her to a more secluded stopped construction site, just adjacent to the place she was standing. A difference of a few metres meant hell lot in terms of privacy.
 
As we reached there, I just placed her hands on a pillar ahead with ass protruding backwards and leaned forward to press her mangoes.
 
Both of us were unaware of what was going to hit us hard – very hard.
 
I was gyrating my cock on her bubbly ass and she was returning the favour. My hands were now inside her top, entry via stomach and was pressing those love mounds very hard. She started screaming. So much of chat or talking was now taking its toll, both were in heat. I just opened her trouser button and pulled down the tight and light cloth trouser and started licking her ass hole and fingering her pussy. To my pleasant surprise found her to have followed my command and had come pantyless.
 
I gave a royal lick on her asshole which I could feel that she thoroughly enjoyed and somewhere it was a first time like this. The two fingers were inside her already much wet pussy. She was moaning, the voice sounded familiar but I didn’t stop or bother, who would if you have such a bubbly inviting ass in front of you and continued licking. As I was behind her she couldn’t see me. My one hand was on her pussy and other moving up to pull her bra under her top, indicating her to remove it. She too was an expert and managed to somehow do it and throw in front of her feet which broke my focus for a second. I turned her around licked her navel, she still saw my crop on head and closed her eyes in pleasure. I gave a few love bites, lifted her top around her shoulders and started sucking her boobs with a vengeance. Those sexy sexy boobs with light brown nipples were too tempting to be ignored. I then went to lick her cleavage and pressed and kneaded them. All the while she was trying to please me by lifting her tight top over her head.
 
All requests and pretentions of necessity of meeting at public place for decency was thrown under the fast coming metro train.
 
As her top went above her head and so did the scarf or stoll that was hiding her face and just as she was about to look at her lover, she found her lips with an unseen stranger. He seemed to be a master. One hand was on her ass and found its way to her asshole and one finger went in. Saliva was being exchanged, tongues were greeting each other, lips and tongues taking turns to meet each other, both set of eyes were closed to savour the moment. His other hand was pulling her nipple and her free hand was on his much desired tool. A very thick cucumber of about 7 inches. It felt so strong and instinctively her hand rubbed it against her pussy.
 
“Lund chahiye” spoke he, still kissing her
 
“hmmm” was the response and that was the first time that the eyes met.
 
“Anju tu” (name changed for obvious reasons)
 
“Maamu aap”
 
I was shocked and so was my little girl Anju, who had literally grown in my arms. The situation of me being with Anju excited my lund far more than my conscious mind and it was getting harder and slightly jerked. Our eye contact parted and mine moved to her boobies and hers to my tool.
 
I went close to her. She was silent and had her head a bit bent with intense looks locked on my cucumber.
 
Our eyes met again for a second and in a flash we were sucking each other’s lips, exchanging saliva, rubbing each other’s assets. She was a sexy piece of a young girl for me now, no longer my Bhaanji or my niece, I was a male with 7 inches of meat and no longer her maamu or uncle.
 
I bend forward to suck her boobs and she moaned “maamu”
 
I licked her cleavage, she moaned “maaamu”
 
I rubber her pussy and inserted a couple of digits and she moaned “maaaaamu”
 
I positioned my dick on her pussy and pushed it in and she moaned “maaaaaaaaaamu”
 
Rest of it went on an auto pilot mode.
 
Maybe it was a beautiful girl that I was so hard
 
Was it the location, a metro station, and an army of people going to catch and alighting from metro and walking almost 30 mtrs of us
 
Was it cause it was my niece
 
Or all of the above, I was hard as steel. The speed of pushing in pistons had increased. She was loving calling me Maamu, old habits die hard. I was calling by her real name and not the Yahoo chat one.
 
Never erupted so soon and within a few minutes of passionate and illicit lovemaking both of us came almost together, she cummed inside and I let my glorious output spread on her thighs. Just in time. Didn’t want to father a kid who could have called me Grandpa.
 
Both the bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat.
 
As the blood pressure settled, as the heartbeats came back to near normal, as my cock subsided a bit, as her love juice flow hindered a bit, we looked at each other.
 
It was a look that had a cocktail of passion, shame, love, fun, sex, fear…. you name the emotion, it was part of the heady cocktail.
 
Then suddenly she started moving towards exit not giving me time to stop her. For some reason, I let her go and then followed her after some time and saw her board the metro train. I took the next one.
 
As I logged on Yahoo msngr in vague hope of her being there, found no messages for days together. Sent a “missing you” message to her. Got a hmmm in response after a day only.
 
As luck would have it, there was a family function organized where all of us had to go, which means including my cousin’s family. For the first time our eyes met and not knowing what to do I just smiled.
 
Not knowing what else to do in a family gathering she too smiled.
 
Anju was looking lovely in her reddish/white churidar and I was wearing a regular trouser and shirt combo. As I met her mom, my cousin and Anju’s dad, my jijaji, it was all fun. We had relatives from our paternal side which meant both my male and female cousins were present thereby making me the paternal or maternal uncle for kids. I am the youngest among all cousins which meant I was closer to ages of kids of elder cousins.
 
I found Anju to be more easy today, guess number of days that had elapsed had made her comfortable with the act as the shock would have dissipated a bit. Or she was a master performer who was playacting to avoid any questioning. Hard to judge girls!!
 
The cake had to be cut and all of us surrounded the table and it so happened that Anju and I were at the last standing adjacently. She wanted to move to some other side but I held her hand. She was looking in front, though our hands were in unison. As the focus in front intensified for others, I let go of her hand just pressed her ass. She looked at me startled and I just winked at her.
 
A smile was formed at corner of her lips. I indicated her to meet me on messenger, she agreed. After having tasted goods of one niece, nothing was prohibited for me. All nieces, cousins, bhabhis looked like a piece of meat, ready to be devoured to me. I had shortlisted some apart from my Anju.
 
The day ended with everyone going back home happy and content. We had a Whatsapp group and so many pics were uploaded on the same.
 
At night as I logged on the Yahoo msngr, Anju was not online as yet. I sent a Hi to her and soon got a response from her. Still going to use P for Puja that is Anju’s online name.
 
P – Hi Maamu
 
M – Hi delicious
 
P – Delicious ?
 
M – I have tasted you – remember?
 
She may have blushed as she sent a blushing smiley.
 
M – Jaan ek baat kahun, you were the best among the ones I have made love to
 
P – Sach mein (which girl doesn’t love her praise)
 
M – Haan darling
 
M – But was I the best among the ones you have…..
 
P – Maamu maarungi. Was first …..
 
M – Maamu ne kali se phool bana diya…
 
P – Love you maamu
 
M – Chhoti kahan hai
 
P – Naani ke gayi hai
 
M – then come on video chat with earplugs
 
P – Ok maamu
 
As she wore her earplugs I showered her with a lot of kisses and in no time removed my t-shirt and lower. I was in briefs only
 
P – maamu sexy lag rahe ho
 
M – chal tu bhi lag, kapde utaar
 
I almost ordered her to.
 
Within a few minutes she was in bra and panties.
 
M – Sach bata darling maza aaya tha us din
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – mera pasand aaya
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – Phir kab degi
 
P – she blew kisses on camera
 
I removed my briefs and the hard cock was in her full view.
 
She was in full flow and made gestures of licking, sucking the cock and all related stuff. She fingered herself to orgasm in next 15 minutes with active support from me. As the heat subsided.
 
M – ek baat bata, jab hum pahele chat karte thhey, you imagined Didi (her mom) doing all this
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – Didi aisee toh nahin hain
 
P – Nahin hai but my imagination
 
M – Waise didi hain hot
 
P – Maamu??
 
M – Figure toh waisa hee hai jaisa tunay bataya tha, gori bhi hai aur deep cut blouse bhi pasand hain. Next time didi ek meri taraf se hug kar diyo
 
P – Maamu I will kill you
 
M – But I love you
 
P – muuahh muuahhh
 
M – Ek baat bata Anju apni Guddi is turning very hot.
 
Guddi was daughter of real sister of Anju’s mom and a couple of years elder to Anju.
 
P – Haan maamu, she is turning to a maal. To mera patta kat
 
M – tu meri jaan hai.
 
And then it started
 
He made Anju do a sexy show for him. She loved it
 
He made his sexy niece call him Maamu so many times in various seductive tones. She loved it.
 
After about 2hrs of sex talk chat – the show ended.
 
I slept happy having my sexy niece as my keep for some time now and also on the possibilities of having Gudiya.
 
Suddenly, Anju was a far more frequent visitor to our house and I was to hers. Most of the times it was “odd hours” and without anyone else’s knowledge for obvious reasons.
 
We did it all.
 
Under shower, on open terrace under sky, in monsoon shower, regular, anal… you name it we did it.
 
But our favourite position was when Anju was in my lap. It took us back by a couple of decades when she had started sitting in my lap for more genuine reasons. She had grown in my “Godi” and now here she was “blossoming” in my Godi.
 
As she got the confidence, she told me how her mom and my cousins enjoyed male gazes and “non serious” touches. The scope was expanding.
 
Anju now used to sing like a canary, detailing me with her mom’s my Didi’s antics. Of how she saw one of her uncles rubbing her mom’s ass in a marriage function, while her dad was away and she behaved as if nothing happened. There were several more such juicy details. Though Anju was keeping a keen eye on Didi but could not see and actual sexual intercourse. Either it didn’t happen or Didi was too smart.
 
I was shocked and so was my little girl Anju, who had literally grown in my arms. The situation of me being with Anju excited my lund far more than my conscious mind and it was getting harder and slightly jerked. Our eye contact parted and mine moved to her boobies and hers to my tool.
 
I went close to her. She was silent and had her head a bit bent with intense looks locked on my cucumber.
 
Our eyes met again for a second and in a flash we were sucking each other’s lips, exchanging saliva, rubbing each other’s assets. She was a sexy piece of a young girl for me now, no longer my Bhaanji or my niece, I was a male with 7 inches of meat and no longer her maamu or uncle.
 
I bend forward to suck her boobs and she moaned “maamu”
 
I licked her cleavage, she moaned “maaamu”
 
I rubber her pussy and inserted a couple of digits and she moaned “maaaaamu”
 
I positioned my dick on her pussy and pushed it in and she moaned “maaaaaaaaaamu”
 
Rest of it went on an auto pilot mode.
 
Maybe it was a beautiful girl that I was so hard
 
Was it the location, a metro station, and an army of people going to catch and alighting from metro and walking almost 30 mtrs of us
 
Was it cause it was my niece
 
Or all of the above, I was hard as steel. The speed of pushing in pistons had increased. She was loving calling me Maamu, old habits die hard. I was calling by her real name and not the Yahoo chat one.
 
Never erupted so soon and within a few minutes of passionate and illicit lovemaking both of us came almost together, she cummed inside and I let my glorious output spread on her thighs. Just in time. Didn’t want to father a kid who could have called me Grandpa.
 
Both the bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat.
 
As the blood pressure settled, as the heartbeats came back to near normal, as my cock subsided a bit, as her love juice flow hindered a bit, we looked at each other.
 
It was a look that had a cocktail of passion, shame, love, fun, sex, fear…. you name the emotion, it was part of the heady cocktail.
 
Then suddenly she started moving towards exit not giving me time to stop her. For some reason, I let her go and then followed her after some time and saw her board the metro train. I took the next one.

[manigopal]

 
As I logged on Yahoo msngr in vague hope of her being there, found no messages for days together. Sent a “missing you” message to her. Got a hmmm in response after a day only.
 
As luck would have it, there was a family function organized where all of us had to go, which means including my cousin’s family. For the first time our eyes met and not knowing what to do I just smiled.
 
Not knowing what else to do in a family gathering she too smiled.
 
Anju was looking lovely in her reddish/white churidar and I was wearing a regular trouser and shirt combo. As I met her mom, my cousin and Anju’s dad, my jijaji, it was all fun. We had relatives from our paternal side which meant both my male and female cousins were present thereby making me the paternal or maternal uncle for kids. I am the youngest among all cousins which meant I was closer to ages of kids of elder cousins.
 
I found Anju to be more easy today, guess number of days that had elapsed had made her comfortable with the act as the shock would have dissipated a bit. Or she was a master performer who was playacting to avoid any questioning. Hard to judge girls!!
 
The cake had to be cut and all of us surrounded the table and it so happened that Anju and I were at the last standing adjacently. She wanted to move to some other side but I held her hand. She was looking in front, though our hands were in unison. As the focus in front intensified for others, I let go of her hand just pressed her ass. She looked at me startled and I just winked at her.
 
A smile was formed at corner of her lips. I indicated her to meet me on messenger, she agreed. After having tasted goods of one niece, nothing was prohibited for me. All nieces, cousins, bhabhis looked like a piece of meat, ready to be devoured to me. I had shortlisted some apart from my Anju.
 
The day ended with everyone going back home happy and content. We had a Whatsapp group and so many pics were uploaded on the same.
 
At night as I logged on the Yahoo msngr, Anju was not online as yet. I sent a Hi to her and soon got a response from her. Still going to use P for Puja that is Anju’s online name.
 
P – Hi Maamu
 
M – Hi delicious
 
P – Delicious ?
 
M – I have tasted you – remember?
 
She may have blushed as she sent a blushing smiley.
 
M – Jaan ek baat kahun, you were the best among the ones I have made love to
 
P – Sach mein (which girl doesn’t love her praise)
 
M – Haan darling
 
M – But was I the best among the ones you have…..
 
P – Maamu maarungi. Was first …..
 
M – Maamu ne kali se phool bana diya…
 
P – Love you maamu
 
M – Chhoti kahan hai
 
P – Naani ke gayi hai
 
M – then come on video chat with earplugs
 
P – Ok maamu
 
As she wore her earplugs I showered her with a lot of kisses and in no time removed my t-shirt and lower. I was in briefs only
 
P – maamu sexy lag rahe ho
 
M – chal tu bhi lag, kapde utaar
 
I almost ordered her to.
 
Within a few minutes she was in bra and panties.
 
M – Sach bata darling maza aaya tha us din
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – mera pasand aaya
 
P – hmmmm
 
M – Phir kab degi
 
P – she blew kisses on camera
 
I removed my briefs and the hard cock was in her full view.
 
She was in full flow and made gestures of licking, sucking the cock and all related stuff. She fingered herself to orgasm in next 15 minutes with active support from me. As the heat subsided.
 
M – ek baat bata, jab hum pahele chat karte thhey, you imagined Didi (her mom) doing all this
 
P – hmmmmm
 
M – Didi aisee toh nahin hain
 
P – Nahin hai but my imagination
 
M – Waise didi hain hot
 
P – Maamu??
 
M – Figure toh waisa hee hai jaisa tunay bataya tha, gori bhi hai aur deep cut blouse bhi pasand hain. Next time didi ek meri taraf se hug kar diyo
 
P – Maamu I will kill you
 
M – But I love you
 
P – muuahh muuahhh
 
M – Ek baat bata Anju apni Guddi is turning very hot.
 
Guddi was daughter of real sister of Anju’s mom and a couple of years elder to Anju.
 
P – Haan maamu, she is turning to a maal. To mera patta kat
 
M – tu meri jaan hai.
 
And then it started
 
He made Anju do a sexy show for him. She loved it
 
He made his sexy niece call him Maamu so many times in various seductive tones. She loved it.
 
After about 2hrs of sex talk chat – the show ended.
 
I slept happy having my sexy niece as my keep for some time now and also on the possibilities of having Gudiya.
 
Suddenly, Anju was a far more frequent visitor to our house and I was to hers. Most of the times it was “odd hours” and without anyone else’s knowledge for obvious reasons.
 
We did it all.
 
Under shower, on open terrace under sky, in monsoon shower, regular, anal… you name it we did it.
 
But our favourite position was when Anju was in my lap. It took us back by a couple of decades when she had started sitting in my lap for more genuine reasons. She had grown in my “Godi” and now here she was “blossoming” in my Godi.
 
As she got the confidence, she told me how her mom and my cousins enjoyed male gazes and “non serious” touches. The scope was expanding.
 
Anju now used to sing like a canary, detailing me with her mom’s my Didi’s antics. Of how she saw one of her uncles rubbing her mom’s ass in a marriage function, while her dad was away and she behaved as if nothing happened. There were several more such juicy details. Though Anju was keeping a keen eye on Didi but could not see and actual sexual intercourse. Either it didn’t happen or Didi was too smart.
 
So one fine day, we planned something. Anju, her mom (henceforth to be called Didi) and self went out in one of DTC’s buses. This was not the new style low floor bus but the good old DTC brigade. Delhites will recall them. As luck would have it was jam packed and didn’t have the customary row of 6 adjacent seats in the rear. The rush of people made us move in a manner where Didi was in the corner and I was behind her and Anju was adjacent to her. There were a few lowly women carrying a lot of stuff standing next to us and had cramped us even more because of the luggage they were carrying. I was wearing a regular trouser. As luck would have it, Didi’s ever inviting ass was in front of my cock.
 
My mind was telling my cock to not to get up since it was my Didi in front of me, whereas the stupid Dickhead had ultra x-ray vision of its own and loved the female charms in front of it. Didi was beautiful.
 
As the rush increased so did my pressure on her. The cock just decided to venture into unknown territory of her ass globes and started rubbing the globes. Since my front movement was necessitated owing to brakes applied and rush, I decided to move back a bit. Afterall she was my cousin. My two body parts had diametric view. Brain recognized it partially, since it was also getting influenced by my dick’s views. Such opiniated body parts I had !!!
 
Again the same thing happened, brakes were applied and I had to move in front.
 
“Sorry Didi” I whispered in her ear
 
“koi baat nahin Vicky” she replied, understanding why I was apologizing “Tu support le le”
 
“Didi yahan toh kuchh bhi nahin hai” I said to her indicating no support. The bar overhead was quite distant.
 
“Tu ek kaam kar, ye meri aagey wali seat ka backrest pakad le”
 
“ok didi”
 
This meant I had to lean a bit more in front which made my back come in contact with her back and more importantly my cock was trying to know her ass globes from even closer quarters.
 
She was now definitely feeling the hardness of my super stiff 7 inch cucumber. Since she was not asking me to move away, I decided to listen to my cock more than my semi righteous brain.
 
Saw a smiling Anju seeing what was happening next to her.
 
Some bastard riding his bike came in front of bus leading the heavy application of brakes causing me to bump into her back even with greater force and impact. She felt it surely, could see a smile on corner of her lips, thanks to the rear view mirror of the driver. I had started gyrating my cock slowly on her ass. Could see her checking Anju’s status who portrayed being lost in a different world with earplugs in place.
 
I just moved half an inch back and after about 10-15 seconds saw the ass too moving about half inch back. I smiled and moved back to the original position.
 
“Didi, aap kaho toh doosra haath bhi laga loon support ke liye”
 
“hmmm laga de” said a lost Didi
 
So now that I had permission from my didi, I let my left hand hold the bar at the headrest of the seat in front. Now she was standing between my arms. Fortunately for me the lowly women standing next to me and Anju had their backs towards us and gave us the best possible cover.
 
She and I kept on gyrating our respective sex organs and were oblivious to the fact that Anju was recording it all, in garb of listening to music.
 
“Didi” I again whispered
 
“Bol” she slightly turned her head and gave me a sideways look.
 
“Aap bahut achche ho” I smiled
 
“mujhe pata hai" she smiled back.
 
My hand in front of her, just touched her stomach for testing and finding no adverse response, just started journey northwards, to be met by her hand, pushing it back to the handle in front.
 
“Bus ki vajah se” I said
 
“hmmmm” she responded.
 
So it was game on for me.
 
She was wearing a deep cut churidar with extra deep cut at the back. Didi is very fair and has silky smooth skin.
 
I looked around, moved her chunni a bit aside and gave a peck on her fair back.
 
She again looked sideways to have me in her peripheral vision, I leaned forward.
 
“yeh kya tha” she asked
 
“Didi aap itne hot lag rahe thhey control nahin hua” I gave a harmless defence.
 
She didn’t know how to react. But I did. I pressed my cock more in her ass.
 
“kameena hai tu” she whispered
 
“Thank you” I responded and could see a smile. She moved back to her original position.
 
All good things come to an end, mine too did. Our bus stop came and we alighted from the bus, completed the job and came back. The return journey was less eventful.
 
As we reached home, Didi asked Anju to get some cold drinks and something to eat from market as it was me her Mama who had come to visit. Like a decent, innocent girl, Anju left, but not before having her mobile on video mode, and keeping in such a manner that some action can be captured if everything worked out. Before leaving, she winked at me.
 
I closed the door and turned back.
 
“zzzttaaaccckkkk” got a slap from Didi, forehand cross court, her right hand making a very strong contact with my left cheek.
 
I was bewildered.
 
“Kya hua didi” I could manage
 
This time it was turn of backhand cross court, with back of her palm hitting my right cheek.
 
“kya kar raha tha bus mein tu” she shouted at me
 
“aapko nahin pata kya – aap bhi toh enjoy kar rahe thhe” I said softly.
 
“jhoot mat bol” she thundered raising her hand for another one.
 
This time I held her hand and said “Didi aap enjoy kar rahe thhe that’s why you ask me to keep both the hands on bar in front for better contact”
 
Now it was her turn to be awkward
 
“Tu kyon kar raha tha” said she
 
“bheed thee and Didi aap bahut hot ho, ruka nahin gaya”
 
“Saale teri badi bahen hoon, cousin hee sahi par bahen toh hoon” she said, but less fuming now.
 
“Sorry didi but control nahin hua, woh woh dekh kar”
 
“Kya dekh kar”
 
“Wohi jo touch kar raha tha main – bahut mast shape hai aur size bhi” I was almost smiling now with glint in my eyes.
 
“Chup kar”
 
“Didi sach kahe raha hoon – it felt great, aur didi aapki skin bhi mast hai” I was unstoppable now.
 
“Woh kaise…” was all she could manage before I answered “kiss ki thee na bus mein”
 
She blushed so badly, not knowing what to do.
 
I moved ahead, not knowing that I could be so courageous and before she run away to some room, hugged her, since she had turned to go to the room, I held her from behind.
 
“Chhod de Vicky, maar khaayega”
 
I was rubbing my cock on her lush posterior “maar dena Didi par thoda maza kar loon”
 
I licked her back, she had no chunni but was in same deep cut suit. I licked her hard, very hard. She felt my cock, it was hard, very hard.
 
I had almost a vice like grip on her. Instinctively, one hand moved to her boobs and one to her pussy and hands started their game. She was still trying to wriggle out but to no effect. Didi was 45 then but looked 37-38. I continued pushing her to a corner and then suddenly she fell on the bed behind her with me on top of her. Seizing opportunity, I just sealed her lips with mine. She was waiving her head, I was on top of her, holding her hands with mine and as the kiss disengaged, just moved down south to lick her neck, upper bossom, cleavage.
 
She didn’t shout much but was saying “Vicky nahin, mat kar”
 
“Didi karne do, aap mast maal ho, love you… were the type of words that came from me”
 
I was giving long big hard licks on her cleavage. She used to wear deep cut kurtas showing ample cleavage and upper bosom.
 
As he was going for the kill, the doorbell announced its presence.
 
“Shit” I said aloud
 
Didi got up, just getting her bearings right to meet the visitor and opened the door to a smiling Anju. Nothing else happened. I came back home.

[manigopal]

 
Next morning I called up Didi. I had calculated that none would be at home at that point of time since Anju was taking tuitions for competitive exams.
 
“Teri himmat kaise hui phone karne ki” was the opening remark
 
“I am sorry Didi” I said politely
 
“kya sorry” she still thundered
 
“mujhe laga you were enjoying in the bus, toh chance le liya”
 
“tune socha nahin ki teri bahen hoon main, mere ghar mein hee chad gaya”
 
“Didi bahen toh aap bus mein bhi theen” I still continued my regular tone.
 
“chup kar” she was not relenting.
 
“Didi ab aap mukar jaao, but I saw a smile on your face, jab hum close contact mein thhey”
 
“Aisa.. aisa kuchh nahin tha” she was now on verge of stammering.
 
“Didi jhoot mat bolo, aapko maza toh aaya thaa, ab aap jo bhi kaho. Ek baar jab main peeche ho gaya thaa tab aap khud peeche hue thhey, touch maintain karne ke liye” I continued now in more positive terms.
 
“nahin nahin…. Toh kya” she was trying to act defiant.
 
“kuch nahin didi. Meri didi itne hot jism ki maalkin hai ki murdon mein jaan daal de, meri kya aukat hai” I started flattering her, with divine belief that she would fall for it.
 
“chup oye .. teri bahen hoon” said this time a much more relaxed didi.
 
“Sach kahe raha hoon didi. Aap itnee haseen ho, ekdum taraasha hua jism hai ki kya bataun. Badi bahen ho, isliye chup rahe jaata tha, otherwise aap apni lal kaali designer sari mein jahan chale jao, tabahi macha do”
 
“bas kar bas kar Vicky” she was now enjoying the flattering and could imagine her smiling.
 
“Didi ekdum makkhan skin hai, gori chitti lovely skin. Itne pyaare curves hain” I continued.
 
“koi aur baat kar”
 
“kaise karun didi, jabse mere uska aapki ass se contact hua hai, meri toh neend ud gayi hai” I was not going to stop.
 
“hmmmmm”
 
“badi badi gol gol, soft bhi aur hard bhi” I was on a roll here “Ab aapko Didi toh bulaunga par didi ki tarah dekh nahin sakunga” I confessed
 
“phir kya sochega” she said and I could visualize her understanding the blunder she had committed.
 
“meri jaan, bilkul waise jaise sexy Sunny Leone ke liye sochta hoon” and added “love you Didi”
 
She was laughing now.
 
“bas bas Vicky – bahut ho gaya”
 
“Didi but aapse akele mein aisee baatein toh kar sakta hoon, didi jaan” I played innocent.
 
“kabhi kabhi, zyada nahin” she instructed me
 
“pakka didi” I promised.
 
“Didi agli baar bhari bus mein kab chalen” I continued
 
“chup oye” said a pleasant Didi.
 
“Didi ek baar sochke ki main aapke peeche hoon aur rub kar raha hoon, pyaar se Vicky bol do” I pleaded
 
She kept quiet and then came a husky voice “Vickyyyyy” and the call got disconnected.
 
I smiled as the call ended. Over next fortnight, it was very very hectic in office. Just couldn’t focus on Didi or Anju and my other girl friends.
 
One fine day I got a call from Didi.
 
“hello Vicky”
 
“hello didi – kaise ho aap”
 
“kahan thaa bhai itne din – bhool gaya apni Didi ko” said she
 
“Didi aapko koi kaise bhool sakta hai, baaki sab kahan hai” I casually asked.
 
“Sab apne apne kaam pe gaye hain, bor ho rahi thee”
 
By then I too had moved to a more secluded spot in office.
 
After a few more minutes of talk, I said “muuahh muuuahhh muuahhh”
 
“oye ye kya hai” she asked
 
“apni jaan ko kiss kar raha hoon”
 
“chup oye”
 
“Didi us din you enjoyed taking my name while pressing your ass” I asked pointedly.
 
“hmmmmm … Vicky galti ho gayi thee mujhse, isliye thoda bahut allow kar rahi hoon” she reasoned
 
“samajh gaya didi, but I love you”
 
“hmmmmm”
 
“Didi means aap mujhe ass boobs kiss sab karne dogi barring sex”
 
“sab kuchh nahin”
 
“mujhe jawab mil gaya” I smiled.
 
“Didi what are you wearing”
 
“salwar kameez – kyon kya hua”
 
“Didi do ungliyon ko suck karo”
 
“kyon” she asked
 
“karo na yaar – karo”
 
“hmmmm”
 
“ab apne nipples pe directly rub karo, 2-3 baar repeat karo”
 
“hmmmmmmmmmm” she complied
 
“soch lo main lick kar raha hoon aapke nipples”
 
“hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”
 
“Didi nipples chuswaaogi na apne bhai se” I asked
 
“hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” was the response
 
“Didi mera naam lo – Vicky choos mere boobs”
 
“Vicky choos….”
 
“ssllllrrppp – Didi Didi imagine my choos raha hoon”
 
“hmmmm”
 
“imagine Didi aapki cleavage lick kar raha hoon”
 
“hmmmmmmm… Vicky bas kar”
 
“Didi mera lund pasand aaya tha bus mein” I was blunt with her
 
“hmmmmmmmmm”
 
Didi got a call from Jijaji and we had to disconnect.
 
Something very interesting happened in March that year. There were three marriages in family falling in same week.
 
First – was in my maternal side. Out of town.
 
Second – was in my paternal side hence common for Didi’s family and us. Out of town.
 
Third – was in in-laws side of Didi. Nothing for us. In New Delhi only.
 
Jijaji was in Bank and given it was year end closure time, he may have had to give Delhi one a miss too forget the out of station ones.
 
Both the families were close and the following was decided.
 
First Marriage – My Mom and Dad will go to represent our family.
 
Third Marriage – Didi’s daughters to go and if possible Jijaji to join.
 
Second Marriage – It was most tricky. Finally it was decided that Didi and I will go and will be joined by my real sister and her hubby to give a fair representation.
 
The marriage me and Didi was to attend was in Chandigarh. Mom Dad had to go to some place in UP. It was marriage of son of one of our (mine Didi and my sister) common cousin on paternal side and hence it was thought appropriate that we will mark attendance. The baaraat was to reach Chandigarh on Saturday with wedding on Sunday.
 
I had some work in Chandigarh so it was decided that I and Didi will leave on Friday itself. The bride’s side was courteous enough to book two rooms for us. So we were booked in the morning Shatabdi and we were to reach the hotel post completing my work. Didi was wearing a lovely churidar. The heavy chunni was hiding the lovely skin on display owing to the deep and broad cuts. Nothing major happened in train since they were sitting in the centre row of chairs facing each other. Those who have frequented Shatabdi will realise what I am talking about. The bride’s side was super courteous and had made arrangements for car at the station. I was not taking any chance. Any false move could mean catastrophe for all.
 
As we reached hotel in late afternoon, some lady from bride side landed just to ensure that all was ok and in order. It was then that we took note of the news that an agitation in Haryana had turned violent causing damage to property. No buses/trains were now plying in Haryana. Seems our Shatabdi was the last one to scrape through. A few more frantic calls also meant that only groom and his immediate family i.e parents and sister would travel via air. Air fares had gone through roof. It was a serious issue. It also meant that from paternal side it was me and Didi alone and we knew none from maternal side of the groom.
 
To make matters worse for us, the lady who had come to take care insisted that we join them for the dinner. As we returned, again with some family member joining us, came to know that the groom and immediate family would only come on Sunday morning and accordingly all rituals had to be taken care of. The entire scale of the programme had come down by several notches.
 
It also meant, I had Didi with me for full day and two nights atleast. As the pest left, I knocked on Didi’s door.
 
“kaun hai”
 
“main hoon Didi”
 
She opened it partially using door chain lock.
 
“is time kya kaam hai tujhe”
 
“kholo toh sahi”
 
“ja nahin kholungi”
 
“kya nahin khologi” now she realized the double meaning of the words and smiled “Didi you agreed to thoda bahut”
 
Now was the first time that she opened the door. I put my foot in. Now she couldn’t close it.
 
“Tu jaa yahan se” she said
 
“aap zor se door band kardo, main chala jaaunga. Chot lagegi woh alag baat hai” I said with head down.
 
She looked at my foot and then not in a mood to create a scene, she allowed me in.
 
As she turned around after closing the door, I hugged her.
 
“Meri Didi Jaan” I whispered
 
“chhod vicky” she tried to gain control.
 
I loosened my grip a bit and turned her around in a flash, back to my favourite position of hugging from behind.
 
“Didi meri jaan, itna sexy churidaar kiske liye pahena hai” I licked her entire exposed back.
 
“meri marzi” was the feeble response.
 
I rubbed my cock on her lush ass
 
“Didi aap toh thoda bahut ke liye maan gaye thhey, ab drama kyon?” I questioned
 
“Vicky tu samajh”
 
“Meri jaan tu samajh” all respect for an elder sister had gone, even while addressing.
 
I turned her around and kissed her bang on lips. It was a moment to savour. Lush lips of my Didi were something to be tasted. After about 40-45 seconds worth of resistance, she too stopped protesting and about a few seconds later, we were exchanging saliva and playing with each other’s lips and tongues. I continued kneading her ass globes and in between gave attention to her boobs too.
 
We kept on kissing like this for about 15-20 minutes and only disengaged when Didi got a call from Jijaji.
 
It was a short call of about 3-4 minutes but long enough to ignite her conscience which had been doused by passionate kisses. She asked me to leave.
 
Seeing the situation I left.
 
As I reached my room, got a call from parents on Agitation etc and I briefed them with all the information I had. After customary advice, the call ended.
 
After about half an hour, I called Didi over intercom.
 
“Didi main hoon”
 
“bol”
 
“A very good night”
 
“good night”
 
“Aaj yaad rakhna sapne mein kuchh ho jaayega” I said
 
“Kya hoga” she checked
 
“ab itni masti ke baad, kuchh toh hoga hee. Didi you are a great kisser”
 
“Bas Vicky”
 
“Boobs bhi mast hain” I continued
 
“Chupkar”
 
“Sach kahe raha hoon, mast size hai, 36D hoga”
 
“Chup kameene”
 
“Didi – meri girl friend banogi”
 
“kya – bas kar aur so ja” she smiled and disconnected the call. Not wanting to disturb her further, I decided against calling her again.
 
At around 3am, I felt uneasy. Had started shivering and felt feverish. Touched my forehead judge temperature. I could sense that I must be having about 102-103 degree fever. I shut off the AC and tried sleeping again, added the bedsheets etc to give me warmth but to no avail. At around 3.30am, I called Didi on intercom.
 
“Didi” I whispered shivering
 
“Kya hua Vicky” she could understand I was not normal.
 
“Didi bukhaar lag raha hai bahut shivering ho rahi hai” I said in a meek voice
 
“ok aati hoon”
 
In a few minutes, she changed to a regular salwar kameez and came to my room, with great difficulty I picked myself up to open the door. It was such a big effort for me.
 
She placed her hand on my forehead and cheek to gauge the fever and managed to realize that it was high. She called up hotel reception. The hotel sent a paracetamol but it was well past its expiry date. Didi shouted at them to no avail.
 
She asked them to call the doctor, he was travelling out of town. It was a season of marriages and hence he too was out. Alternatives were limited since it had suddenly started pouring. Anyways, hotel chaps did send a glass of warm milk and something to eat. It was not enough. Didi took some towel and gave me a sort of sponge bath. Somehow it had the opposite effect of the desired one. Temperature shot northwards and I was shivering even more. She got another blanket for me but I was still shivering.
 
“Didi” I whispered
 
“Bol Vicky”
 
“aap mere paas aa jaao” I mumbled and closed my eyes.
 
Seeing me shiver perhaps made her do that and she lay next to me in the bed. Instinctively I hugged her with my face in her neck. It was as non-sexual as it could have been. She stayed in the same position for about 20 minutes. The body heat was doing its job. I was shivering less now. I had started necking her.
 
“Didi – ab thoda better lag raha hai” I again said feebly
 
“hmmmmm”
 
“Didi jaana mat – please” I whispered
 
“ok”
 
I pulled her closer to me with our eyes almost at similar levels and said “Thank you Didi”

[manigopal]

 
She smiled.
 
“Teri shivering aur kam kaise karun” she asked
 
“ek tareeka hai, par aap shayad nahin maanoge”
 
“bol toh sahi” she told me
 
“Didi apni bodies mein heat badhaani padegi”
 
“woh kaise” was obvious question from her
 
“wohi thoda bahut karke” I looked at her
 
“is time bhi tujhe wo yaad aa raha hai” she said
 
“didi heat aise hee generate hogi”
 
She just slapped my back and told “aaram kar”
 
I just snuggled into her with my face in her neck and held her hard ’’ Thank you Didi” I whispered and focused on the creamy skin in front of my face.
 
She kept on resisting the sensations from attacks on her neck.
 
I just pushed her kameez slightly to one side to expose her shoulder and licked it.
 
“mmmmmmm”… “no Vicky” and pull back of kameez to original position was the response.
 
I was trying many tricks like pulling kameez, rubbing her ass etc but she would manage to take control but allowed me to play for a few seconds/minutes first.
 
This cat and mouse game ensured that it was early morning now around 6am. She got up and left.
 
At around 8, I got up. Was feeling much better. Seemed it was a passing fever owing to sudden drop in temperature and nothing more. After having breakfast, I moved to Didi’s room which was basically next door.
 
“kaun hai”
 
“Didi main hoon”
 
She opens the door.
 
“Bukhaar kaisa hai”
 
“Utar gaya lagta hai, feeling better but aapke husn ka bukhaar chada hua hai uska kya karun” I responded romantically
 
She slapped my shoulder and laughed “chup nautanki”
 
I suddenly pull her close and hug her tight “sach kahe raha hoon didi jaan” and turn her around, her wrists are in one hand held over her head and I just pat her ass.
 
Hand moves to front of her salwar looking for the string to disrobe her.
 
She was agitating. I lick her back. She feels my lund on her ass. But as luck would have it, there is a call from bride’s side. The same lady who gave us company had called and was asking us to join them for some function at their end. To escape me perhaps or to douse her own desires, she said yes and asked me to join. I couldn’t say no. And for the added effect, she called her hubby and then my parents to inform of this function. All said we should go and I was instructed to take care of my Didi.
 
So I went back to my room and got ready. Wore a traditional Kurta Pyjama and waited in lobby for Didi to arrive.
 
And boy did she make an entrance. As the lift door opened, could see a damsel who resembled my Didi a lot but look far hotter. Had to actually do a double check to ensure that the lady in the sexy suit with very deep and broad cuts, not only half sleeves but bordering on noodle strap kurta was my Didi. The kurta was not very long, ending well above mid thighs and did a great job to show fine pieces of legs and ass in a tight salwar. She had taken a chunni which perhaps was for to ensure that everyone remains interested rather than hide assets. It was taken on one shoulder only.
 
“Vicky Chalen” she said
 
“Ji”
 
They had attached a car for both of us. Even the driver did have second look at Didi and involuntarily rubbed his cock over his pant.
 
As they reached the venue, they were very warmly received, I could see so many male members having a second, third fourth look at Didi. She was enjoying the attention to the hilt. I too was getting a second look from some sexy females and it was a lot of leg pulling going on.
 
The function concluded with lunch. Didi and I took leave where as the male members were on the verge of insisting that Didi stayed back and some females were batting for me too, but very few.
 
Anyways we decided to go back. The same driver again had a relook at Didi since she was looking even hotter owing to the dancing, sweating etc due to celebrations associated with a Punjabi wedding.
 
The groom and his immediate family were to arrive the next morning. I was not complaining. Agitations are not always bad.
 
As we entered the hotel lift, I just pressed Didi’s ass.
 
“oye ye kya”
 
“Didi you looking a maal” I responded.
 
We were at the 6th floor and another guest joined us in the lift. He was standing in front with back towards us. I utilized the opportunity to max and rubbed her ass to my heart’s content and even fingered her ass crack. She did nothing as couldn’t have anything. She could have done something, like pushing my hand away without creating a scene but didn’t do it either.
 
As we reached our floor, I walked as if I am least interested and moved towards my room, she thought that I was least concerned so was a bit leisurely in opening the door. Seizing the opportunity I just pounced on her, pushed her in and closed the door behind us and even before she could realize what had happened, was licking her exposed skin, a lot of it for the taking. Pressing the ass mounds, boobs, even rubbed her pussy over her tight salwar.
 
She was trying to get away, but I was holding her very strongly. The harder she tried, the harder my cock rubbed against her ass. After few such rubs she realized that the tool in room was of more than decent dimensions but pretext of trying to be free were to be kept. I was on verge of becoming an animal to devour her.
 
She was thinking that I would disrobe her, I did the opposite. Just disrobed with my 7 inch very thick cock coming full view.
 
Didi was still making all the right noises in such a situation but her eyes were focused and locked onto the thick cucumber available in front.
 
I decided to torment her more and turned back to go to my room.
 
She was aghast.
 
My cock had left an inedible impression on her mind. It was a god damn thick impression.
 
As she heard my door close, she called me after a few minutes,I was on my bed in birthday suit stroking my cucumber.
 
“Kya tha ye” she thundered
 
“Wohi jo aap bahut baar enjoy kar chuke ho” I was cool as a cucumber 
 
“Shut up” was the response
 
“OK” and I kept silent
 
“kyon kiya ye tune”
 
“meri marzi” I responded.
 
“kya bakwaas hai”
 
“bakwaas nahin hai – mera pyaara sa Lund hai” I said
 
“Shut up”
 
“ok” was the polite response from me.
 
“Didi” I said
 
“kya hai”
 
“I love you” I said
 
“mujhe baat nahin karni” she said
 
“ok” was the polite response and I kept the phone down.
 
She called back again.
 
“phone kyon rakkha” she felt offended I guess
 
I thought to myself she told me not to talk and then angry at my putting the phone down.
 
“Didi ek minute call karta hoon” I said and her temperature went down by a bit only I guess.
 
I wore clothes and knocked her door, as she opened it partially, I barged in.
 
I pushed her back and closed the door and locked it.
 
As she came charging towards me, I gave a light one on her face. She was aghast
 
“kya drama machaya hua hai” I thundered and before she could get her bearings right, I just pushed her to the wall and started licking her neck, her cheeks, her lips, pressing her boobs, ass.
 
After an initial protest, she too joined but a bit reluctantly.
 
I moved back. “Nahin karne dogi?” I questioned.
 
Before she could answer, I removed my lower, wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
 
I just held her hand and forced her to hold my cock. She held it, albeit a bit reluctantly, and then marveled at its girth. Length was appreciably long but it was the thickness and hardness that had taken her breath away. Her bosom were heaving up and down. I was looking at her with a smile on my lips.
 
My one hand moved over her boobs with the other one near her hand holding my cock.
 
“mmmmmm” she moaned as my finger rubbed her nipples. Then I decided to play tormentor.
 
I pulled her close and gave a long French one which she enjoyed thoroughly, licked her neck again, her cleavage, all exposed skin was shining with my saliva coating.
 
And when she was nearing surrender, I moved back and said “Chahiye toh mere paas aana”
 
I left her high and dry.
 
How could Vicky do it to me was the recurring question in her mind.
 
I went back to my room and started talking with Anju.
 
“hi maamu”
 
“hi sexy”
 
“kya chal raha hai mom ke sath“
 
“men at work”
 
“toh progress hui”
 
“tujhe kya lagta hai”
 
“hmmm kuchh toh ho gayi hogi” said she.
 
“Anju you want me to have sex with Didi. Jo tum kahogi wohi hoga”
 
“I wouldn’t mind as long as aap mere paas ho”
 
“mmuuuaahhh meri jaan” I said lovingly. “dekh thodi der mein didi khud meri godi mein aayegi”
 
Just at that moment I got a call from Didi on intercom.
 
“haanji”
 
“tere se baat karni hai” she said
 
“ abhi phone pe hoon – thodi der baad” I kept the receiver down
 
“Teri maa utaawali ho rahi hai chudne ke liye”I told Anju
 
“toh le lo Maamu kisne roka hai” said she
 
After talking a lot many things with Anju and turning down attempts by Didi to talk to me by ignoring her and putting down the receiver, I told her “teri maa mein bahut aag lagi hui hai”
 
“aapne hee bhadkaayi hogi” said a laughing Anju.
 
“ek din tum dono maa beti ki ek saath loonga” I said while concluding the conversation
 
Then I called Didi
 
“Haanji bolo”
 
bahut hero ban raha hai tu – said she.
 
Kya ho gaya didi
 
Ekdum kyon bhaag gaya tu – she said angrily
 
I want you to come to me – I said politely
 
Sun jo tu kar raha hai woh galat hai
 
I know – I said in brief
 
Samajh tu
 
I know. Didi waise aap bahut sexy ho, ekdum makkhan malai ho. Meri jaan ho
 
She said Chup but was more comfortable now.
 
Didi main apne room mein hoon, door is open, waiting for you. I virtually ordered her.
 
Hmmmm was the response and after about 20 minutes of excruciating pain, I saw the door move.
 
As she walked towards me, I bent down on one knee, picked up a rose flower and offered it to her “ to my sexiest Didi” and smiled.
 
The ice breaker had worked. She too smiled.

[manigopal]

 
She stood close, my hands encircled her ample and well shaped ass with my face buried in her stomach.
 
As we were about to move further, her hubby called. She panicked and wanted to leave, I held her hand and forced her to sit in my lap. She had her back towards me and was talking to him. Unknown to her, I was capturing a video of the same for my Anju.
 
As she was talking, I opened the zip of her kameez and pulled it down and licked her back. She arched her back. I rubbed her fleshy thighs. My poor Jijaji had no idea about how she was being taken care by her younger cousin. My hands went to her milk depots and weighed each in my hand. Rubbed her nipples to make her go mad. Could see how difficult it was for her to hold her voice steady. I was now licking her neck, she was going crazy with her head movements not knowing what to do.
 
She loved her hubby but hated her for calling her at that time.
 
She hated Vicky for making her reach that state but wanted him to continue.
 
Women are complex creatures!!
 
I had by now put my hand under her top and was moving down south for some fingering pleasure. She was trying to dissuade me with expressions which said that her hubby is on a telecon. I was not the one to listen. Just kept on licking her back and moving down south.
 
Finally the call ended bringing relief to three. Didi me and my cock.
 
I turned her face and engaged in a passionate French kiss with her with my hands roaming all over her body like I owned it. And I did own it though temporarily for then.
 
She was ready for me to devour but just at the time the wretched phone rang. Again from the bride’s side for some stupid ceremony. This time both Didi and I wanted to kill them or call off the marriage atleast.
 
Anyways we had to disengage since the stupid lady was on her way to pick us up.
 
I changed to something casual and Didi changed to a red hot saree with ample skin show. She had her hair tied in a loose knot giving her a more seductive look. She was looking at me for some appreciation. I kissed her exposed shoulder in the lift and said “aaj toh bijliyan gira dogi meri jaan”
 
She was happy at being called my jaan.
 
The lady who had come to take us was no pushover herself in looks but paled when compared with Didi. She was wearing a sexy lahenga choli exposing acres of skin. The lady’s name was Savita and she hugged Didi again. I was smiling.
 
She looked at me and asked “Tabiyat kaisee hai aapki”
 
“Ji ab theek hai, Didi ne bahut dhyaan rakkha” I said “aap didi se toh aise mil rahe ho jaise kab ke bichhde mile hain” and smiled
 
Didi too smiled and pitched in “tujhse nahin milee aise isliye ?”
 
“That can be a factor” I said smilingly.
 
“Achcha ji?” said a smiling Savita and opened her arms for me to hug. I hugged her nice and for more than just a few seconds.
 
I whispered in her ear “Savita ji kayamat lag rahi ho – peeth pe bana tattoo bahut sexy look de raha hai” she had a small heart shaped tattoo just below her neck.
 
As we disengaged she smiled at me. Before anyone could say anything further, I said “Savita Bhabhi ji aapko mujhe ek aur hug dena hoga”
 
Didi jumped in “kyon bhai”
 
“Didi kal se aap ne kitni baar hug kiya hai – no discrimination should be made on basis of gender” I announced to be met by all round laughter.
 
She opened her arms for me and this time I was more confident “lehenga choli is giving you a much sexier look. Curves bahut sahi lag rahe hain. Gustaakhi karwa ke hee manogi” and I just patted a few inches above her ass on lower back.
 
She was dazed, didn’t know how to react but managed to smile at me.
 
We reached the venue and all males went bonkers over Savita and Didi. I too managed a few gazes from young females.
 
The function included a lot of fun, jokes and me & Didi being the only one from groom’s side were centre of attention for being the butt of all jokes from bride’s side. All was taken in stride. All of us danced for quite some time and as the energy levels went down it translated to a quiet evening.
 
Savita was going towards the terrace to attend to something, I managed to sneak out behind her without anyone noticing. The passage to the terrace was dark for about 5-7 mtrs with almost zero visibility. I hid there and saw the proceedings. Saw Savita talking and gesturing very naughtily and then a tight hug with some male other than her hubby. I was pleasantly surprised. He took some very sexy pics of hers.
 
The guy left after pressing her boobs etc. He came and went via a different route.
 
As she was coming towards the dark passage, I just held her hand and placed one on her mouth.
 
“Savita Bhabhi ji main Vicky hee hoon, shor mat machana, dekh chuka hoon photo session”
 
She had lost the battle even before it began.
 
“tum ho bahut raseeli meri Bhabhi jaan” I whispered
 
I had placed her against a wall and licked her entire cleavage, upper bossom and as was about to kiss her face and lips she said no “pata chal jaayega”
 
I smiled.
 
“Yahan nahin chalega” and I bent down on my knees, lifted her lehenga and started kissing her legs with thighs coming in for special attention.
 
She started squirming, I gave a bite on her pussy over her panty.
 
I came out and turned her around and opened a few doris of her choli and pushed her sexy choli southwards and played with her boobs for a few minutes. Given the location and situation, time was at a premium. Took her hand and placed on my cock and made her to pump it over my trousers. While doing so she smiled at me.
 
We felt there was some movement at the floor below and people were asking for Savita Bhabhi. She got herself organized and before she moved down I pressed her ass hard. She loved it.
 
As I went down and met Didi, she asked “kahan tha”
 
“Didi terrace pet ha”
 
“Akele ya kisi ke saath”
 
“Aapko kya lagta hai” I asked her.
 
She looked around and noticed Savita looking at us rather intently and then said “tu akela nahin hoga”
 
I smiled and then she whispered “Savita thee kya”
 
I smiled again. She too smiled.
 
Since it was me and Didi from Groom’s side so the bride’s side decided to corner us and have some fun at our expense. It is normal part of weddings in North India and we were game for it.
 
So first we had a round of introduction of all family members from bride’s side along with some humour thrown in about their typical habits etc. All uncles and aunties were introduced. Even Savita was introduced to us formally.
 
Then it was turn of Didi to do the honours. She told how we were related. Our fathers were five brothers and one sister. Didi was daughter of eldest brother and me being son of youngest brother and was youngest among the cousins. Praised the groom and his family, his mom and dad, my tayaji. Told that we guys were basically a family of government servants etc.
 
Bride’s mom asked about me “Beta apne baare mein bhi batao”
 
As I was about to start by saying “ji Aunty” Didi pitched in. Nothing new for me, Didi always was the one to take lead in such functions.
 
“Iska naam Vicky hai, mere chachaji ka beta. Hum sab cousins mein sabse chhota but sabse tez bhi hai. He is an all-rounder. Padhai mein top, sports mein toh super top, rishtedaari karne mein top; bhakti mein bhi aur Shakti mein bhi top aur toh aur girlfriends pataane mein bhi top” the last bit was met by all round laughter
 
Bride’s dad asked “Beta kya karte ho”
 
“Uncle main Income Tax Officer hoon” I replied calmy. Suddenly everyone was looking at me with some respect and could see bride’s mom looking at her daughter and me for a split second.
 
Uncle continued “Beta direct IRS ?”
 
“Nahin uncle, Income Tax Inspector exam first attempt mein clear ho gaya tha, join kar liya. Then departmental exam after 6 years” I explained
 
“Very good beta, you will go far in life” he gave me his blessings.
 
“Thank you uncle”
 
“Graduation ke baad hee exam de diya tha ya phir after Masters” this time it was bride’s mom.
 
“Aunty graduation ke baad hee try kiya, saalon ne first time mein hee pass kar diya, interview bhi ho gaya. Raju ban gaya gentleman” I tried to get away from this interrogation but to no avail. Aunty was a professor in a college and continued.
 
“So graduation mein subjects kya thhey?”
 
“Aunty B.Sc Physics honours from Hansraj College, DU”
 
“You like physics?”
 
“Ji Aunty”
 
“Phir Masters kyon nahin ki”
 
“Aunty job lag gayi and then I did MBA from FMS Delhi”
 
“Regular?”
 
“No aunty it is executive MBA, evening classes, 5 days a week, incl Sat and Sundays” I detailed it. Since I had good scholastics, I too was loving filling everyone with details.
 
“Specialisation in?”
 
“Finance”
 
“hmmmm cause of Income Tax”
 
“Ji Aunty”
 
“Good move” she said
 
“Thanks mam. Waise aunty seems you too are a professor in either Physics or Finance, more likely physics”
 
She smiled and nodded in affirmative.
 
Then it was turn of bride’s maasi (sister on one’s mom). She was younger than bride’s mom and quite pretty. She gave her introducation and then asked
 
“Vicky ji shaadi kyon nahin ki abhi tak, itne hee all rounder ho toh”
 
“Socha tha ki aapse karun bas jab pata chala ki aap toh kisi ki ho gayi ho, tabse man toota hua hai, judte hee kar lunga” I turned the tables to be met by all round laughter. She blushed and I could see the bride looking at me with some longingness or was it my imagination only.
 
Bride’s dad tried to make the situation a bit sober “Beta shaadi kar leni chahiye aapko. Jawan ho, achhi family se ho, educated ho, job achhi hai, aur kya chahiye”
 
Didi smiled as I was being praised.
 
“Uncle on a serious note, mera shaadi ka yog hee 32 ke baad shuru hona hai. Astrological calcuations. Shuru kar diya hai, shayad Manish ki shaadi ke baad mera hee number ho”
 
All smiled.
 
The same mausi erupted again “matlab Vicky ji poore all rounder nahin hue hain abhi, kunwaare jo hain”
 
“Kitni chinta hai mausi ji ko meri. Grahon ne shaadi ke liye roka tha, girlfriends banane ke liye nahin. Toh ek biwi na mili toh sahi bahut Girl Friends toh theen Mausi ji” she blushed like hell, didn’t no where to hide her face. All were laughing at her on my answer. “Mausi ji aur details doon ya itna bahut hai” I asked her.
 
“bas bas bas tum all rounder ho” she said and all smiled.
 
After about an hour or so, the function ended. The bride and I managed to exchange some meaningful smiles. I had exchanged numbers with a few sexy girls who were cousins of the bride.
 
As we were about to go to our hotel, Savita again offered to drop us. This time she decided to take her car rather than the taxi. Didi agreed.
 
The car started and me too “Didi Savita ji is so good – kitna dhyaan rakh rahi hain hamara”
 
She smiled
 
“Didi Savita ji is looking so hot – sabki nazar inpe hee thee”
 
Savita smiled again and so did Didi.
 
“Savita ji mujhe aapke pati se jalan hoti hai”
 
“Kyon” was the obvious question from Savita fully well knowing the answer.
 
“He has access to such a sexy body” I was blatant. Didi looked at me and then Savita. Savita didn’t know how to react.
 
Didi eased the situation “don’t worry Savita, ladka aaj mood mein hai, kisi ko kuchh nahin pata chalega”
 
I was getting emboldened and wanted to test the waters further. “Savita ji, pahele gaadi kahin akeli si jageh pe rok lo, aaraam se baatein karte hain, phir chalenge”
 
Sounded reasonable to everyone.
 
She parked the car near a park. Everyone got out.
 
“I am with two beauties and unfortunately one is my Didi” I said to be met by all round laughter.
 
“Accha ji” said Didi “agar Didi na hoti toh kya karta” she continued
 
“Didi yahin karke dikhaaun ya phir hotel ke liye chhod den” I said and smiled. Didi was looking with “I will kill you” looks.
 
I stood behind Didi with both hands on her exposed shoulders and said “Savita ji waise meri Didi bahut sundar hain – right”
 
“I fully agree – aaj toh party ki jaan theen Didi” she said.
 
“par meri nazar toh aap pe thee Savita Bhabhi ji” I was enjoying having her cornered.
 
“Aisa kyon Vicky” Didi was too enjoying her predicament.
 
“dekho didi, kitni gori chitti hain, ekdum makkhan malayi, dil toh karta hai chaat loon” I was dirtying the conversation. “Figure toh dekho, kayamat hai, mast waist, kya curves hain aur upar se itni sexy lehenga choli aur jab dance kar rahin theen toh kya kahun”
 
Savita jaan was blushing “bas bhi karo Vicky, tum toh…”
 
“bas kahan Savita Bhabhi ji, abhi toh shuru bhi kahan kiya hai” I was enjoying tormenting her.
 
Though I was well past my 30, but looked younger, closer to 27-28.
 
And before she could think further “Savita Bhabhi, Didi selfies ho jaayen?”
 
Didi agreed.
 
So Didi took out her phone, she was in front, taking selfie, behind her was Savita and last me and my hand was on Savita’s ass. She didn’t budge. Made many poses for selfies.
 
Then I took a few pics of Didi and Savita together.
 
Didi suggested “Vicky tu aur Savita bhi pics lo”
 
For the first one I put my hand around her shoulder – simple one. Next few were pretty decent too.
 
I handed Didi my phone “Didi for my collection”
 
I went behind Savita and hugged her from behind, she was startled but Didi was smiling and before Savita could get out, Didi said “Smile”
 
I hugged her tighter making her feel my cock on her ass and Didi was clicking away to glory.
 
In one of the pics I managed to have her back towards camera showing her backless choli and my hands on her ass and in another one a hand on back and other on ass.
 
“Vicky mast clicks hain tere paas ab toh Savita ke” Didi continued
 
“Ji Didi – Savita Bhabhi hain hee itni sexy ki kya kahun”
 
Now Savita was too in mood, “Vicky agar ye teri Didi na hoti toh dono mein se kaun jaada sexy hai”
 
I looked at Didi and she gave me her consent to proceed.
 
“Dekho gori chitti toh aap dono ho”
 
“Skin – let me check. I licked Didi’s back for a second and Savita’s back for many more seconds and then concluded that skin was quite similar – makkhan”
 
Both women smiled and felt happy.

[manigopal]

 
“Facial features wise I will say Didi has sharper features but Savita Bhabhi aapki aankhen aur honth zyada nasheele hain”
 
“Dono ko khush kar raha hai” said Didi
 
“Apni assessment hai ji” and I just rubbed finger over Savita’s lips. “Lush lips” and licked the same finger. Didi smiled naughtily and said “Vicky ye kya tha”
 
“Didi dil toh kuchh aur karne ka kar raha tha but aapke saamne ruk gaya” I was shameless now
 
Savita was game now “Ab kya check karoge Vicky” she asked
 
“navel” was a firm reply.
 
She moved aside her chunni and Didi moved aside her saree pallu. Both had delicious looking deep navels but Savita’s was a shade deeper. I wanted to lick it. Inserted finger inside the navel and measured it. Bent down and smelled it. Licked it and blew air over it. She felt it to be so cold. Didi was seeing with intent look on her face. Savita had taken support of her car on back side. I licked it clean. Held her by the hips and pressed my face in. She was breathing heavy. Wanted to do so much more, but held myself back.
 
Suddenly didi coughed and we came back to our senses. I moved towards Didi, she indicated with eyes to not do it in front of Savita. I just inserted my finger in her navel and declared Savita to be the winner since other checks not needed. Savita smiled at my trick.
 
I asked both to keep their hands on the car and protrude their asses backwards for me to inspect. They were laughing. I patted Didi’s ass first and asked her to tighten her saree for me to gauge. She obliged. Hmmmm I said
 
Next I moved to Savita and pressed her ass globes in both my hands, jiggled them, kneaded them, pressed my body from behind, basically cock on her ass and rubbed it hard for a few seconds. She gasped at the impact.
 
Pairs of eyes of both ladies met and Didi indicated her to enjoy and gave her the confidence of our act remaining a secret. Armed with that assurance, she was an even more willing partner. She rubbed her ass on his cock only to be met by a “lovely show Savita” by Didi which even emboldened her more. I was about to hold her boobs but then restrained for a sec. Wanted to push the envelope a bit more.
 
“Now the final test” I announced and pointed to their fingers.
 
“Vicky tum Didi ko halke mein chhod rahe ho, things will be confidential for all” said Savita meaning that I should have fun with Didi in front of her as well.
 
I looked at Didi not knowing how she will react. “Ok Vicky, thodi der ke liye bhool ja main teri cousin hoon”
 
Savita clapped and removed her chunni, indicating Didi to remove her saree pallu. Didi complied. Here I was, a lucky 30+ unmarried guy having two beauties, each around 12 years elder to him, showcasing their boobs for me.
 
I held her boobs in my hands, rubbed my thumbs on her nipple impressions. Weighed them. Went behind her to hold them. “lovely boobs Didi”
 
“Thanks Vicky” said Didi acknowledging the compliment.
 
I licked her exposed back for a good measure.
 
Hmmmm was her response indicating her willingness and enjoyment and brought great joy to Savita.
 
I rubbed my cock on her ass and rubbed it hard showing Savita what we were doing. All the while Didi was intently looking at Savita.
 
“Vicky abhi bas” said Didi indicating that we will do it later. I let her go and moved slowly towards Savita and went to kiss her hard and before she could do anything moved to licking her neck, upper bosom and then her cleavage.
 
As expected she was enjoying the onslaught and had her hands on back of my head pushing in it deep in her bosom. My hands reached her ass and kneaded it, she was making sounds. Didi was coming closer.
 
Gradually I lifted her lehenga while my face was buried deep in her boobs. My hands reached her thighs and I was rubbing it very gently. She was moaning. I looked at Didi and then eyes got locked with Savita.
 
“jaan boobs ache se check karoon” I asked her
 
She nodded in affirmative. I started opening the front buttons of her choli and soon it was open from the front. The backless choli had made amply clear that she had no bra underneath. The air was thick with sexual tension. I was her left boob with great vigour. Suddenly felt I had company. It was Didi on Savita’s right boob !!!
 
My one hand went to Didi’s ass and other to Savita’s panty and both loved the touch. Imagine a lady standing topless with two cousins ( a male and female) sucking either boob in a near full moon night on a secluded road in a city.
 
Passions were rising and so were the body temperatures but just then Savita’s phone rang and it rang with some vengeance. It was her hubby calling wanting to know where was she. As everyone got out of their zones, she told him that she was on her way back as they had just got dropped off. Both sexy females looked at each other with a very understanding look but it was a dejected one.
 
Savita dressed herself up, looked in the mirror, did some touch up and off she was after dropping Didi and me. Didi and I sat in hotel lobby and made some calls. She called Jijaji, her hubby, and told him of the day and I called parents to apprise them too. All sides were happy of the proceedings for the day.
 
The boy on duty at the reception was looking at her longingly and Didi was doing nothing to douse fires.
 
As we were going towards the lift, I put my hand on her ass and I can bet anything that the chap at reception saw it, worse was Didi not removing my hand from her lush posterior. The moment we entered the lift, I was all over her, kissing her, pressing her curves licking her and in no time the lift door opened and thankfully there was none at the door since we disengaged only a couple of seconds after the door had opened.
 
We walked towards our rooms and all the while I had my hand on her ass as if I owned the sexy lady. Since the next day was the marriage and the groom and parents were expected to land in the morning itself, even Didi knew she had only the night to have some fun.
 
As her room came, I walked at bit ahead. She held my hand.
 
“kahan jaa raha hai”
 
“room mein”
 
“kyon”
 
“na jaaun?” I responded
 
She nodded in negative.
 
“mere saath baith thodi der” she said fully meaning what it was with lust in her eyes and body language but words were neutral.
 
“baith ke kya karna hai” I enjoyed
 
“jo tu kahe” she gave offer
 
“sirf baith ke ya phir letkar aur khade hokar bhi” I was playing now.
 
“jaise tu kahe” she responded
 
“didi jaan aap batao kya chahiye”
 
“tu aa jaa na “she was desperate. Had moved in, opened the door and was looking at me, dropped her saree pallu to showcase her more than handful boob encased in a very short and tight blouse. With the saree pallu on floor, she moved towards the bed sat facing him, legs spread and let her hair loose, licked her lips, opened top two buttons of the ever deep blouse and bent forward showing even a few more centimetres of cleavage and then cooed “aa naa” in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
 
“Aa raha hoon meri jaan- itni jaldi mat kar – khoob chodunga tujhe – chudegi?” here was I talking to her like my keep rather than my elder cousin.
 
“Haan idhar aa” responded she again in the most lusty sexy sultry husky voice.
 
I walked in, closing the door behind me. Picked up the saree pallu and indicated her to standup. She complied and started turning round and round. Here was I, disrobing a cousin about 13 yrs elder to me. Soon she was in a ultra short blouse and petticoat and I was over dressed for the occasion. I moved to her, held her ass, kneaded it, mauled it, massaged it and then in a flash pulled the petticoat string to make it fall on the ground.

[manigopal]

 
“Tu toh maal hai didi “ I said patting her ass and thighs. All niceties of addressing elder sister were forgotten. “kya makkhan maal hai tu”
 
She blushed.
 
“Chal idhar aa” I ordered her and pulled her to my lap.
 
Hmmmmm came the sound as she felt the impact of my lund on her ass. I was still massaging her thighs.
 
She looked at me and I licked her cleavage.
 
Slllllrrppp was the sound that filled the room followed by aaaahhhh
 
I opened the remaining buttons of the blouse and made her stand in front of me.
 
“kya dekh rahe ho” she asked
 
“Tujhe, chal ghoom” I was now ordering her.
 
She complied and put her hands on the table in front and pushed back her ass. “hmmmm” was the appreciative sound from me and she felt happy.
 
“chal idhar aa aur mujhe nanga kar” perhaps Didi too was enjoying such lingo from me.
 
She did and in a matter of a couple of minutes I was in my birthday suit. Her eyes were fixed on my thick cucumber.
 
I ordered her with my fingers to remove her bra and panty and Didi was too willing.
 
I gave her a look which basically told her to suck my cock and she was ever willing to comply. I sat like a king on the bed and she was there sucking my cock. Didn’t get it right in first few strokes but managed to work it out soon after. I slid further on the bed and indicated her for the 69 game. She understood and here I had my elder cousin, the docile and loving Didi presenting her much younger cousin with her pussy right over my face. I started licking her choot and fingering her gaand.
 
Lick by lick I was making her reach her orgasm and the double attack on her ass was reducing the duration of her being able to hold herself back. Very soon she plonked her pussy on my face, rubbed the love juices all over me. She screamed for the whole town to hear and came like a waterfall drenching my face. I was on verge of choking. Rubbed her pussy all over my face while cumming. What a lovely choking it was.
 
As she recovered from the earth shattering orgasm, she said “sorry Vicky”
 
“sorry for what jaan” I asked
 
“Tera moonh ganda ho gaya” she said
 
“tera bhi karunga’ I said and after a few seconds only she got the import.
 
“Chal moonh khol” I ordered
 
She did
 
I spit in it.
 
She looked at me bewildered “chal pee ja” I said.
 
She did, then smiled at me. Was perhaps enjoying the domination.
 
I laid on the bed facing upwards and indicated her to ride me. It was perhaps the first time for her or not done so frequently. My cock was rock hard, she placed her choot over it and was pushing it inwards. The bloody cucumber was much thicker than she anticipated and thanks to gravity as some of it went in her pussy, she screamed for almost half the city to hear her scream.
 
“phaad dee bahenchod tune” she said. It was so sexy hearing cuss words from her. It was a fact, I was fucking my sister even though she was first cousin, but sister still.
 
I held her ass to support her movement, she was still recuperating from the invasion of the thick cucumber. Slowly she went up, had legs on either side of my waist/abdomen and went down again. This time more of cucumber went in but less of sound came from her mouth.
 
I just moved a bit to raise my body to enable mauling her boobies. Lovely they were. I pinched and tweaked her nippies. She looked at me and I could see she was enjoying the pain. By now she had started the up and down motion in a certain rhythm and enjoying the cock deep inside her.
 
Sounds of “mar gayi; aaaah aaah” filled the room and space. I held her ass and asked her to rotate her ass in a circular motion. Didi did it and was now ecstatic. The circular motion or the chakki motion as we can say was making the cock hit side walls of her pussy causing more juices to be released. She had her eyes closed and I was thanking Yahoo messenger that it led to such a scene.
 
Aaah aaaah filled the room again and she was now frantically jumping up and down causing some pain to my balls, but I was enjoying the show. My Didi was my randi now. My niece her daughter was my randi. I got hold of her mane and pulled her close, she bent as much as she could, I got up as much as I could and we locked lips in a very passionate kiss. It continued for a few minutes and in between she again came like a waterfall.
 
I was only a few minutes away from cumming, she was still feeling the after effects ofcumming, but I pulled her on the bed to be under me and started pumping her choot will all my vigour and passion and raw heat. She was screaming and never expected another attack while she had cummed. I was gaining respect in her mind. Kiddo bro had not cummed as yet whereas she had twice already.
 
After about 20-25 high intensity strokes I too came and deposited the semen all over her face and boobs. I rubbed the semen on her magnificent orbs and her body was shining like it was applied a coat of wax.
 
“ja safai karke aa” I told her indicating to clean her body and pussy. She came out after a few minutes. She smelled good.
 
The moment she came out, I pulled her to the bed and placed myself between her legs and started licking her navel.
 
“aaah Vicky” she moaned and moaned many more times.
 
I licked the navel deep, gave it a few love bites. During the comparison with Savita on the road, I was a lot circumspect and my hands were tied owing to the location. Here I was, free as a bird and ready to play with my Didi. I sucked her nipple and to give company had my hands on her lovely pigeons. I was tweaking her nipples with my index finger and thumb and all the while sucking the navel with some passion. I just gave it a coat of polish with my saliva and then blew my breath over it. This trick was making her go wild.
 
The tongue started its northward journey while all the while maintaining the skin contact with Didi and rested at the base of her boobs. Oscillating between the two proud orbs on her chest, I licked the underside of the boobs with great vigour bringing great joy to my sexy lovely hot Didi.
 
“Saale kamine, itne tareeke kahan se seekhe” said she
 
“tere jism ka nasha hai meri jaan” and continued “lagta hai ki Jija itne pyaar se nahin karta"
 
“tu better kar raha hai” she confided.
 
Though I had a great equation with my Jijaji, her hubby, but this was different and special. I moved a bit further north and started sucking her nipples. I was giving them love bites too. Had her nipples between my teeth and then licking them. It was another new for her and she was waiving her head like mad. After having played with her boobs for over many minutes, licking every millimetre of skin on show, I proceeded further north to lick her neck and then to engage her in a passionate French kiss. We exchanged tongues, exchanged salivas, sucked each other’s lips. To make matters worse for her, I was fingering her choot and then the hand moved to finger her asshole.
 
I moved southwards then and licked her inner thighs, her calfs, her knees, her thighs from back side and then moved to front. She was moaning like no tomorrow. I was giving long hard licks to her thighs near pussy and then opened the pussy lips and the tongue moved in with a vengeance. The strong tongue was licking deep inside and I had added my finger as a penetration tool for Didi to go mad. It was something she had never experienced before.
 
“Chaat saale apni bahen ki choot chaat” Didi was on fire and wordplay was not on premium.
 
I got up and said “dhang se bol”
 
“Sorry Vicky – please chaat na, bahut maza aa raha hai” she was talking shamelessly.
 
“Saali randi” I said and went back to the job. No impact on Didi and she continued moaning.
 
I patted her ass “kya mast gaand hai Didi jaan” could see a glee of pride in her eyes. I turned her around with her boobs crushing the bed and started licking and fingering her asshole. Her hands went to the headrest of the bed to hold herself steady.
 
“Aah aah Aaah” were the sounder reverberating in the room. I was giving her long hard licks and she was shaking her ass as well. I had used liberal doses of saliva to somewhat lubricate her asshole. I continued for another 5-7 minutes during which she had shouted screamed to her heart’s content.
 
I pulled her up and she was on her fours. Pulled her hair from behind and placed my cock on her asshole – it struck her then.
 
“nahin Vicky”
 
“Chup saali” I slapped her ass, put some spit on my cock and started pushing in
 
“kameene nahin” saw my Didi using lovely words
 
I bent forward and mauled her boobs big time, she winced in pain.
 
Still pulled her hair and fingered her ever lubricated choot with 3 fingers, she was loving every bit of the torment I was putting her through.
 
I pushed in my lund in one go and almost 2 inches worth of it went in making her scream like hell. It was thick – damn thick. I didn’t move, she didn’t. Both were working towards common objective to let asshole adjust to the thick cucumber.
 
As I felt that she has somewhat aligned her ass to the intruder, I pushed it further in causing more misery and pleasure at the same time to her. I had increased the speed, my balls were now hitting her assglobes very hard and very fast. One could hear the sound of the slapping of balls against the lovely bountiful ass globes.
 
“Meri randi banegi saali bol” I shouted
 
“haan banungi mere raja” was the reply by my Didi
 
“kaisa laga lund meri randi”
 
“mast hai saale Vicky” said she
 
I slapped her ass “kutiya naam legi mera - maalik bol mujhe”
 
“ji maalik” was the compliance report.
 
It seemed that my balls were bursting with semen after having heard my Didi, elder to me by 14-15 years calling me maalik like a whore.
 
And cum did I . All over her back, ass, hair everywhere
 
As I took out my cock finally, she collapsed on the bed wincing in pain due to onslaught on her ass which she had thoroughly enjoyed. I lay on the bed with my flaccid cock back to its orginal shape and size (non erect) hitting my thighs and was thinking of events since the accidental chat with my niece. Didi was in bathroom, feeling the after effects of an earth shattering anal sex. She couldn’t walk straight and was feeling severe pain.
 
I got up and went to the bathroom door and as my angel like Didi appeared, I hugged her. “Kya hua maalik” she said, still thinking of my order. “Ab maalik nahin Vicky” I told her.
 
 
She understood.
 
We stood near the foot side of the bed and kissed passionately. Both of us were in our birthday suits. As my hand hit her ass, she said “ouch”
 
“Sorry didi, josh mein thoda zyada zor laga diya. Meri didi hai hee itni sexy” said I
 
“Thoda zor !! itna mota kheere jaisa lund lekar ghoom raha hai – sach mein tune gaand maar lee aur sexy toh main hoon hee”
 
I pulled her on the bed and we lay next to each other like newly wed on honeymoon
 
“Didi aap itne garam ho, kitno ne haath saaf kiye?”
 
“Oye sadak chhaap samjha hai kya?” she said slightly agitated “sex only with ur Jija but haan agar koi jawan mard bus/metro/shaadi mein haath laga deta hai toh mana nahin karti” and she smiled.
 
“Didi ek din bade jijaji ko aapki ass dabate dekha tha?” I shocked her using inputs received earlier from Anju.
 
“Tune kab dekha” she was perplexed.
 
I smiled. She relaxed “haan kabhi kabhi touch kar lete hain” saying this Didi closed her eyes. I sent a message to Anju to keep her phone on silent mode and not say anything and keep on listening only. I made a call to Anju and kept the phone like earlier
 
“Didi jaan”
 
“hmmmm bol Vicky”
 
“Ek baat hai, Anju bhi aapki tarah sexy hoti jaa rahi hai”
 
“oye hoye toh kameene maamu ko apni bhanji pasand aa gayi”
 
“Ab jab bahen ki le lee, toh sab clear ho gaya. Waise maine socha nahin hai but she is a maal” I said.
 
“she had a boyfriend” said Didi
 
“achha!!!” I acted.
 
“Saw them near a shopping mall, sala Anju ke boobs daba raha tha” like mom like daughter, both sang like a canary.
 
“tabhi mumme bhar gaye hain Anju ke” I whispered in her ear
 
“hmmm par boyfriend se toh ladayi ho gayi thee toh aajkal kaun” said my Didi Sherlock Holmes
 
“kya karwaaogi meri jaan pataa karwaake, apne chuswaane hain kya”
 
“chup gadhe” said she and held my lund “gadhe jaisa lund hai tera”
 
“Didi mujhe Anju ke choosne hain – madad karogi”
 
“Nahin”
 
I placed my lund between her thighs from behind and it was just very close to her pussy. I touched her pussy a couple of times.
 
“chahiye ye gadhe wala lund?”
 
“matlab tu blackmail karega?” she asked
 
“koi shak?” was the response.
 
She kept silent and after about half a minute said “but no sex”
 
“Main force nahin karunga, but agar usne start kiya toh kahe nahin sakta”
 
“Saale bahen chod di tune, bhaanji kahan bachegi” she smiled.
 
I slapped her ass “maalik bol” and we both laughed.
 
“Ek din teri aur anju ki ek saath loonga” I said and closed my eyes. She too did thinking of possibilities. I ended the call. The one on the other end too smiled.
 
After a few minutes, Didi got a call from Savita, told Didi to ask her to call on my number since my phone had call recording software. Didi told Savita that she may call me since her phone was low on battery and ask Vicky to come to her. She agreed, not knowing that Didi and I were together in our birthday suits.

[manigopal]

 
“Hi Vicky”
 
“Hi Savita jaan - muuuahhhh”
 
“muuuuuuaaahhhh” was the response.
 
“kaise yaad kiya meri Savita Bhabhi”
 
“teri Didi se baat karni thee” Savita said
 
“ok main unke room mein jaata hoon jaan. Savita aapke boobs aur ass bahut yaad aa rahe hain”
 
She giggled.
 
“Mera kuchh yaad aa raha hai?” I asked with obvious reference to my cock.
 
“hmmm” was the response.
 
“Savita you alone in room?”
 
“yes”
 
“ek hot selfie bhejo phir main bhejunga. Wohi bhejunga jo aapko yaad aa raha hai” I offered
 
“hmmmmm”
 
“Didi ke paas jaaun ya phir photo bhej rahi ho” I asked
 
“Didi se baat ke baad”
 
“no problem” I said acting cool and “went” to Didi’s room.
 
“Savita darling I have Didi with me and phone on speaker mode”
 
D – Hi Savita
 
S – Hi Didi
 
D – Kal bahut maza aaya
 
S – Mujhe bhi Didi
 
D – Aur maza karwaogi, tumhare shaher mein aaye hain
 
S – Bilkul Didi. Jab main Delhi aayi phir?
 
I – Promise Bhabhi phir main aur Didi karwaayenge.
 
S – Mere jaane ke baad aapne bhi maze kiye?
 
Before Didi could say anything
 
I – aapke bina poore maze nahin hotey na, aap local ho. Thoda bahut time paas kar liya bas
 
Didi looked at me, I indicated to her that she should not tell her anything about sex in clear terms, never know who all on other side. Thankfuly my sexy Didi got it.
 
S – Phir bhi bata na Vicky
 
I – Darling wohi sab kuch jo tumhare saath kiya tha, thoda extend kar liya apna kaam aur kya
 
Meanwhile I took a pic from Didi’s phone of me in birthday suit and first whatsapped it to self and then to Savita while the call was on.
 
I – Darling pasand aayi photo
 
S – ek minute. Oh teri ki – hmmmmm. Guess she too was mesmerized by cucumber thickness. Didi photo dekhi, pasand aaya mota kheera
 
D – haan mujhe motay motay kheere pasand hain.
 
S – Lagta hai koi aa raha hai. Main call rakhti hoon.
 
I – Savita before you end the call, mujhe honay wali dulhan se baat karni hai akele mein. Jaise bhi karwa.
 
S – Whaat
 
I – Suna nahin kya. Mota kheera nahin khana kya?
 
S – But kaise?
 
I – ur problem
 
S – mujhse man bhar gaya kya
 
I – abhi toh kuchh kiya bhi nahin. Yaar waise hee man kar raha hai is Ritu (would be bride’s name) se jaan pehchaan badhaane ka
 
Didi could understand the angle.
 
The groom, Manish, was of my age and there had been a standing animosity between him and me for quite some time. Don’t want to brag but I was more of an all rounder who was good at studies too and he was a meek chap only good at studies and hence when comparisons were made, he was found wanting and hence the animosity started. I was 32 and so was Manish and this girl Ritu was about 26-27. Lovely sexy girl.
 
S – Achcha baba kuchh karti hoon.
 
After pleasantaries, the call ended.
 
I had another round of sex with Didi, this time under the shower and then got something to eat. It was about 10pm then. Didi got a call from the groom’s parents side that they will reach next morning positively and that we (me & didi) will be only possible representatives from family’s paternal side since agitation in Haryana ensured train / road route was a no go and loot by airlines ensured air travel was prohibitive.
 
I went to my room as advised by Didi but after another round of sex, this time it was anal and about by midnight I left for my room. Didi told that since next morning relatives would arrive, we should look fresh and it was a long day ahead. Unwillingly I went to my room and parked myself on the bed. After about 15-20 minuites, Savita called
 
S – Vicky
 
V – Ji Savita Bhabhi
 
S – So toh nahin gaye thhey
 
V – aapki yaad mein jaag rahe hain
 
S – badmaash and she giggles. Chal Ritu se baat karle.
 
V – love you but aap paas mat rahena
 
S – ok baba
 
R – Hi
 
V – Hi Ritu mera naam Vicky hai
 
R – aap kaise hain.
 
V – Main theek hoon aur aapka haal main samajh sakta hoon. Thak ke toot gayi hogi
 
R – sahi jawab.
 
We both laughed a bit.
 
V – waise toh aapne pehchaan liya hoga kyonki Manish ki side se main aur Didi hee hain but phir bhi main wohi hoon kal jiske saath aapki aankhe chaar hui theen kuchh der ke liye. Maroon Kurta, white pyjama, yaad aaya?
 
R – ji ji
 
V – Manish ki kismet se jalan ho rahi hai
 
R – kyon
 
V – kya maal biwi milegi ussay.
 
She perhaps blushed since was silent.
 
V – Sach kahe raha hoon, I am sure you too know you have a very hot and sexy body and lovely beautiful facial features
 
R – hmmmmm
 
V – So you agree you are sexy
 
She was silent
 
V – Thanks sexy. Waise main Manish se 4 mahine bada hoon but chahunga ki hum dono mein devar Bhabhi wala rishta bana rahe
 
R – Bhabhi maa samaan hoti hai
 
V – Darling Ritu agar tum jaisee sundar aur sexy ho toh Bhabhi maa nahin saamaan hoti hai.
 
She laughed loud. She didn’t mind me calling her darling.
 
After many more minutes where I got her to open a lot more than even I expected she ended the call.
 
I smiled at the progress. After about half an hour I got a call from an unknown number.
 
“Hello honay waale devar ji, so gaye thhey kya” said she, it was Ritu.
 
V – Itni sexy honaywali Bhabhi ka devar kaise so sakta hai.
 
R – us time koi aa gaya tha isliye call end karni padi. She explained
 
V – I understand, lagta hai ab akeli ho
 
R – hmmmm. Maine kaha ki kal bahut thak jaaungi isliye ab sonay do akele.
 
V – Meri Bhabhi jaan Manish ka toh pata nahin, mere jaisa pati mil gaya toh pahele 2 hafte na sonay de.
 
She laughed
 
R – you have a girl friend Vicky ji
 
V – not a full time but time paas bahut hain.
 
R – hmmmm.
 
V – ek baat kahun, kitne aashik chhod ke jaa rahi ho yahan pe aur Delhi mein kitne hain
 
R – tha ek BF but baat nahin bani.
 
She was also singing like a canary.
 
V – Lucky bastard
 
R – Woh kyon
 
V – yaar saala tumhara BF tha, khoob ragda hoga
 
She laughed a lot.
 
R – you jealous
 
V – Sach kahun haan Ritu, your are damn hot. Gori chitti, sharp features, badi badi aankhe, lush lips, mast height, bhare bhare curves, yummy thighs lag rahi hain aur kya chahiye bande ko
 
R – bas bas (she laughed)
 
V – Abhi toh party shuru hui hai
 
She laughed again.
 
V – Jaan ek baat hai, u have taken your body shape, sexy curves, facial features from your mom. Teri mom hai toh maal
 
R – oye kya bol rahe ho (showed mock anger)
 
V – Darling don’t tell me, you haven’t noticed it
 
R – hmmmm was a more subdued response.
 
V – Function me joh blouse pahena tha unhone, was showing almost 3 inches of cleavage. Main toh taad raha tha, ek time pe she noticed and then just smiled and left.
 
R – ho nahin sakta
 
V – toh darling ko lagta hai main jhoot bol raha hoon
 
R – nahin nahin
 
V – chal chhod (I said to proceed further). Teri mom ki shaadi jaldi ho gayi thee kya. Seems to be around 45-46
 
R – Sahi jawab aur dekhne mein aur young.
 
V – Bilkul. Jaan teri permission ho toh teri mom ko hug kar lun
 
R – Permission? Hug?
 
V – Haan yaar, imagination mein
 
R – oh ok. Hmmm
 
V – darling think of me hugging ur mom
 
R – hmmmmm
 
V – teri maa ki skin makkhan hai Ritu
 
R – hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
 
V – imagine my hands all over her back and now going southwards to her big round ass. Gaand dabaun teri maa ki
 
R – yessss mmmmmmm
 
V – (I knew she was enjoying the game and imagining it to be herself) Ritu soch main wahan hoon, lick your lips, think its me
 
R – hmmmmmmm
 
V – main aur teri ma akele mein hain, I remove her pallu, uske bade bade gol boobs are in front of me, tu kahe toh choos loon
 
R – yes chooso
 
V – woh bhi karunga meri jaan, pahele apne haathon se press ur boobs, think its me
 
R – yesssss hmmmmmm
 
V – Ritu remove ur top
 
R – hmmmmmmm (I thought she complied)
 
V – Mere saamne tu aur teri maa topless khade ho, bol kiske choosun
 
R – Mer….(she left it in between) and then said tumhari marzi
 
I smiled
 
V – sslllllrrpppp, imagine me licking ur boobs darling
 
She was on fire, could hear some moans.
 
V – lick ur fingers and rub on ur nipples, soch main chaat raha hoon tere nipples
 
R – aah aah
 
V – enjoying
 
R – YES YES YES
 
And I guessed she cummed since all became silent for sometime.
 
V – Ritu u there
 
R – mmmm
 
V – Lagta hai Delhi mein we will be great friends
 
R – thanks she said feebly
 
V – Kal make up karwaane jaaogi – go with Savita only.
 
R – kyon
 
V – main aaunga milne.
 
R – whaat – Savita aunty
 
V – woh kuchh nahin kahegi
 
V – Mujhe apni Bhabhi ko tareeke se welcome bhi toh karna hai. Will send you a pic right now, dekh ke batana kaisa laga devar.
 
I sent her the nude image sent to Savita earlier
 
V – Pasand aaya
 
R – tum bahut naughty ho
 
V – and you like naughty guys
 
R – YES
 
V – Love you
 
R – Love you.
 
As the call ended, I got an image on my phone. Two lovely boobs held from bottom by a Mehndi covered hand. Endless possibilities.
 
I slept around 3. Time well invested.
 
At around 6.30am, got a call from Didi on intercom
 
“Maalik so rahe ho ya jaag gaye”
 
“Didi aao na jagaane”
 
She came immediately, dressed in a satin night gown.
 
I had opened the door for her and was back on my bed. As she knocked, I said “Come in” and boy did she make an entrance.
 
She closed the door behind and within 2 seconds the satin gown was near her feet with air touching every inch of her skin.
 
“Good morning maalik” she said in the sexiest of tones possible leaving nothing to imagination if anything more was needed. She came to me and put one leg on the bed and pulled my face to lick her pussy. I gave strong hard licks on her shaved pussy.
 
Not detailing the acts for want of repetition. Let me say, we freshened up together right from brush to shower. At about 0830hrs Didi left content, leaving me content for the time being. I called up Savita and told her that I needed to meet Ritu before the functions. Due to the agitation, all pre-marriage functions that were spread over 2 days had to be organized on the day of marriage itself.
 
Didi had to leave to receive the groom and his family and she was given a taxi for the same. The story for me was that I had to go for some urgent personal work and would be back in time for the Shagun function.
 
Savita took Ritu to the beauty parlour to get her and herself ready for the two functions. Since there were two major functions Shagun + Engagement combined and the marriage itself, which meant that Ritu had to be readied twice. It was an exclusive sort of beauty parlour with only one girl working on Ritu for her make up who happened to be the owner as well. I reached that place. Looked at Savita, took her in another room and kissed her hard, licked her cleavage – my way of thanking her. Whispered in her ear “aaj tere saath bhi suhaagraat manaunga” she smiled. She had sensed that Ritu was the prize catch that day.
 
Ritu was in a short top and a sexy skin tight short getting ready. I went to her, pulled her close to me, gave her a big kiss before she could say anything and handed two One thousand rupees notes (this is pre-demonetisation days) to the make-up artist and indicated to her to give us space. Savita told her that I was the groom and we were passionate lovers. She got that and vanished telling us we have only half hour.
 
I went to Savita again and kissed her once again, “love you Savita – tu meri jaan hai” took Ritu to the adjoining room which had a mattress laid, god knows for what. We had Savita as our guard and we didn’t mind her looking in for a peek also.
 
In a flash, I removed my trousers and shirt. Pounced on Ritu as if she was my slave and got the short top and shorts off her body. She was in her birthday suits and she had some sexy body. Lovely lovely curves. Lush lips, protruding ass, killer smile, hazel eyes, more than handful boobs, clean pussy. She had it all. And add to it a flawless skin.
 
I started with likcing her toes, moving to her calf, then knees, then thighs, moved over to navel, then boobs, cleavage and then a very passionate kiss with those lush lips. She was all over me, she kissed my face, my neck, my chest, moving onto my thighs and then started sucking the cock. She was marvelling at the thick cucumber right in front of her. She was a pro at doing it. A hard core pro I must add. Giving long hard sucks, she had a mouthful, licked my balls and rubbed my asshole. I was patting her head and she looked up for some praise.
 
“Tu toh randiyon ki tarah choosti hai Ritu”
 
She thanked me for the praise with her eyes only.

[manigopal]

 
Suddenly the beauty parlour owner turned up only to tell Savita that her support, some junior employee, was coming earlier than scheduled and we had less time. I just disengaged her from my cock and placed her legs on either side of my shoulder and rammed in my thick cock in her slippery pussy. The pussy was slippery owing to the love juices. I was ramming her hard, very hard.
 
She was screaming, boobs flying all over the place, eyes closed, taking my name. Given the situation, the fact I was fucking my soon to be Bhabhi, the place I was fucking her on her wedding day made it more fun and passionate and soon we both cummed.
 
We didn’t even get time to have a look at each other and I had to rush out immediately. Even in this situation I didn’t forget to kiss Savita for her support and went to the beauty parlour owner who was by no means a pushover, thanked her by hugging her and pressed her ass for good measure. She smiled.
 
I went out and reached the venue, met the groom and whispered in his ear “saale bahut sundar biwi mili hai – Ritu is a beautiful girl” he could only manage thanks.
 
So as Ritu made a grand entry, everyone had a double look at her, she was wearing a designer saree and exposing good amount of skin without looking vulgar. We exchanged looks and smiles. Only Savita knew the hidden meaning of those smiles. The itenirary of functions was Shagun exclusively of the groom and then engagement a joint function to have a lunch to separate the two.
 
The functions ended and everyone was getting ready for the main marriage function.
 
As the marriage ceremony proceeded, Savita told Ritu’s mom that she needed to pick something from her place which was about 10-12km from there. It was being enacted in front of Didi who pitched in “Savita you don’t go alone, take Vicky alongwith”. Savita’s hubby was dead drunk and had collapsed on some sofa. Hence it was agreed that I would go with Savita.
 
As expected the car was driven to our hotel (about 2km) and we went to our room. We went in and I started the super sexy Savita in a super sexy Saree. Layer by layer I was peeling off her modesty and she was glad that I did. Here stood before me a dutiful wife who happened to be extremely good looking in her petticoat and backless blouse. She was looking at me expectantly and looking at my crotch with great desire.
 
I moved towards her and she turned around to present her delicious back. I moved in front to just give her back a royal lick.
 
She moaned with her eyes closed. I picked up an ice cube from the in-room fridge and started rubbing on her back
 
“aaaahh mmmmm hmmmm” were the first few sounds emanating from her.
 
I had closed in the gap to the point of her ass touching my crotch and doing it with some great desire.
 
I rubbed ice cube on her lush lips and dry humped her ass. The free hand was on her boobs. I was licking her neck making her to moan louder. I was careful to not disrupt her hairdo and other critical aspects of make-up.
 
Took off her petticoat and placed it nicely and I had this sexy specimen of female gender in her backless blouse only. I placed my hand on her shoulder for supported, parted her legs, made her bend forward and before she could utter Vicky, had closed in to push my cock in her pussy from behind.
 
She screamed by not being used to such a big cock. I had started pumping her very hard and fast. She was screaming like no tomorrow. I was rubbing her thighs, at times moving to attend to her boobs, pull the nipples or tweak them.
 
“meri Savita jaan, tu meri randi hai bol”
 
“haan raja main teri randi hoon” she responded obediently.
 
I was working up some furious pace and we could see Ritu’s mom’s phone ringing in front of her. I continued pumping her and did not pick up the phone. Again today, another piece of sexy female had to be left out soon cause of time constraints. I ramped up my pace with Savita matching her gyrating movements to keep pace and after about a sex partnership of about 8-10 minutes I erupted deep inside her. The call from Ritu’s mom had ended all the fun associate with sex leaving our focus only to finish the mechanical exercise.
 
“Thanks Vicky”
 
“Savita promise asli mazaa next time”
 
“yeh bhi mast tha mere liye” said she
 
Thanks to make-up we could not engage in some passionate momeents. Savita called up Ritu’s mom to tell her that she is on her way back and we reached marriage venue in a few minutes. First person to meet was Didi who looked at Savita and me with a glint in her eyes.
 
“kaisa laga mera bhai Savita” she enquired
 
“mast” said Savita “par time kam mila”
 
“ek kaam karna, come to Delhi soon to meet us. Stay with me, phir dekho time management” said Didi.
 
By the time we reached, groom bride etc had taken dinner and there was about a two hour gap for actual phera ceremony. Ritu’s mom had changed to something more comfortable, a designer salwar kameez suit.
 
Having nothing else to do, I was sipping some tea when Ritu’s mom also took her cup and given the hospitable nature came and stood next to me. We were very few of us from groom’s side and hence were being damn well attended. Didi was sitting with groom’s parents so my darling was safe from any prowlers.
 
Ritu’s mom Shalini was very beautiful and curvy and facially resembled film actress Deepti Bhatnagar a lot and had aged very very gracefully and looked much younger than her 45-46 years. A young mom looked Ritu’s elder sister than her mom.
 
“aur Vicky kya chal raha hai” she asked
 
“Fog chal raha hai” I said, she laughed as it was a line from a Deo manufacturers advertisement.
 
S (Shalini) – Fog ke ilaava kya chal raha hai
 
V – Apni kismet ko kos rahe hain
 
S – Arrey woh kyon bhala. Income Tax officer ho, jawan ho, hatte katte ho, aur kya chahiye
 
V – Saala Manish Ritu jaisee sundar biwi lekar jaa raha hai, kismet ko toh kosna padega
 
She smiled and then said – Haan Ritu is beautiful
 
V – Sirf Ritu nahin, saali bhi toh hot milee hai usko
 
She laughed.
 
S – Achcha ji
 
V – Haan ji
 
V – Us gadhe ki toh saas bhi itni gorgeous hai
 
S – thanks but ye compliment dene ka kya style tha
 
V – ab sach tha…
 
V – Meri ek observation hai, ladkiyon ki khoobsoorti aur nature apni maa se milta julta hota hai
S – hmmmm
 
V – Ab aap itne sundar ho toh woh bhi hai
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – Ritu is a bindaas girl, my guess will be very passionate, you too?
 
S – hmmmm (smiled) achha observe kar lete ho
 
V – Aapki love marriage thee ya arranged
 
S – Arranged
 
V – Haan varna uncle aapko kahan pata paate
 
S – (Smiles)
 
V – Aunty you would have been a wild one
 
S – ha ha ha. Tumne Physics mein graduation aur Finance mein MBA kari hai ya Human Psychology mein
 
V – Ab aap itni haseen aur jawan hain ki apne aap shabd nikal rahe hain
 
S – Tabhi mujhe aunty kahete ho
 
V – Aap Aunty toh nahin lagte aapko kaise address karun
 
S – you can call me Shalini
 
V – I will call you Shalu, but in front of others it will be Aunty
 
S – Done
 
V – Shalu ji ek baat poochun
 
S – Haan
 
V – kal ek baar aap soch rahe thhey ki kaash mera aur Ritu ka rishta ho gaya hota?
 
S – na…nahin toh
 
V – thoda confidence se jhoot bolna chahiye
 
S – (smiles) I think Manish is too shareef, mujhe thoda hansmukh, raunaki daamaad chahiye thha
 
V – Aur mujhe Ritu jaisee hot biwi, aur aap jaisee gorgeous saasu chahiye
 
S – tumse 14-15 saal badi hoon. Saas ko pataoge (smiled)
 
V – I don’t mind, ab aap jaisee ho toh kyon nahin
 
S – achcha ji. Agar main tumhari saas hoti toh kya karte
 
V – hamesh gale lag ke milta
 
S – bas
 
She was enjoying it.
 
V – Compliment dene ke liye kiss karta instead of only verbal ones
 
S – Aur
 
V – apni choice ki dress khareedta, sensuous ones like lingerie
 
S – Aur
 
V – Akele mein khoob milne aata
 
S – Woh kyon
 
V – Wo bhi batana padega (I whispered in her ear)
 
She looked at me and smiled.
 
Meanwhile Didi and Savita were looking at us intently.
 
V – Ye suit aap pe bahut jach raha hai. Showing right amount of skin without looking vulgar and accentuates your generous curves
 
S – Thanks
 
V – Seem to be 36D
 
S – What
 
V – The weight on your chest (I smiled)
 
She looks in front and then at me and said – good observation, impressed.
 
We had moved during our conversation to a spot with only wall behind us, I patted her ass and said – this beauty is a size 40, lovely round big bubbly.
 
She didn’t want to create a scene.
 
V – Shalu you need to reignite your flame
 
She looked at me.
 
I leaned forward and whispered “Ritu’s lips are very tasty” and I left leaving a bewildered Shalini behind.
 
I moved to Manish’s parents, had a word with them. Spoke with Didi who was very keen to know of my interactions with Ritu’s mom. Savita too wanted to get first hand info and was pleased on the progress. After interacting with others some on bride’s side, I called Shalini when she was standing alone.
 
V – Shalu it is me Vicky. Still bewildered
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – don’t look at me but I think you liked the thought of your daughter kissing someone on her wedding day
 
S – silently nodded in affirmative.
 
V – She has lovely lips
 
S – hmmmmm
 
V – Felt great on my lips
 
S – hmmmmm (and then asked) when where
 
V – so you don’t trust me
 
S – still……
 
V – Lips felt great on my lips and also on ……
 
Her eyes widened as she got the import of …
 
V – Don’t worry no evidence but I will take good care of her in Delhi.
 
Her eyes were searching for me frantically.
 
Before anything else could happen, Panditji announced that Pheras have to be held as per muhurat and started the preparations. In due course the ceremonies were completed and I went back to the hotel with Ritu and Manish left behind for other related ones.

[manigopal]

 
I managed to get up at 9am only to find that Manish, Ritu and Tayaji, Tayiji were on their way to Airport leaving me and Didi behind to fend for ourselves. Air Tickets were prohibitively costly for anyone to foot our bill.
 
Didi was livid with the treatment meted out to us. Savita was aware of the situation and she made Shalini aware of the same. She understood the problem and Didi & I were asked to move to their house since the hotel bookings were till 1200hrs that day. We moved to their palatial house. I called up my office to make them aware of my leave and also to all family members.
 
So it was decided that we would take the Nanda Devi Express from Dehradun to Delhi since it didn’t touch Haryana, where agitation was on. From Chandigarh to Dehradun, we were told that we should travel by road and a taxi will be booked. As luck would have it, we got the booking for the evening train for Tuesday only, we took whatever was available and got 1AC. The hosts were gracious to have us in their house for one more day. The entire Monday afternoon went towards sleeping and resting. In the evening, Didi went out to meet some friend. Ritu’s Dad and sister had gone to return a few items that were taken on rent for marriage function leaving me and gorgeous Shalini behind.
 
We were in the drawing room.
 
“Thanks Shalu ji for hosting us for another day”
 
“Itna formal honay ki zaroorat nahin hai Vicky”
 
“Nahin hai, it is so kind of you. A beautiful heart in a very beautiful body”
 
“Thank you, but itni buttering kyon” she asked smilingly.
 
“Ab aap ho hee tareef ke kaabil, meri naa honay wali saasu ji” I continued
 
“na kyon honay waali”
 
“hmmm – aapki chhoti beti se shaadi kar lun? Woh bhi maal hai. Sexiness runs in your family”
 
She was speechless.
 
“Waise you have Beauty Brains and Bank Balance”
 
“hmmmm” she said smilingly
 
“And add 2 more Bs to it, a lovely set of boobs and booty”
 
She was pleasantly uncomfortable.
 
“I like the way you carry yourself, desirable but distant. You like showing your skin but not vulgar. You have class Shalu” I complimented her
 
She smiled.
 
“Vicky Chaaye piyoge” she tried to deflect the discussions and proceeded towards kitchen
 
“Main toh doodh piyunga” I said with obvious lecherous look towards her boobs.
 
She didn’t respond and continued her movement towards kitchen. I followed her.
 
“Shalu, Ritu has taken your body shape and features. Does she taste like you?”
 
She looked at me bewildered.
 
“Ritu has lovely lips – taste so nice”
 
“you you you…” words just abandoned her.
 
“yes Shalu I have tasted them on her wedding day but you have better fuller boobs than her, she is 34D and you 36D”
 
She didn’t know how to react though felt proud on a positive comparison Vs her daughter in boob department.
 
Keeping her on toes, I left for the room and did not interact with her further. Others too returned soon limiting any scope as well.
 
Anyways Didi and I returned to Delhi via Dehradun. We had a twin sharing 1 AC coupe which was put to a very good use for those 5hours. We had three rounds in the AC coupe. At the station it was Anju who had come to pick her mom. She was driving on her own. The moment she saw us she ran towards us. I told Didi “mumme dekho uske, kya mast hil rahe hain, kaise rokun apne ko”
 
She looked at me in mock anger.
 
After hugging her mom she hugged me and whispered “apni Didi ko bhi chod diya maamu”
 
“haan aur teri permission bhi le li” I responded back to a smiling Anju.
 
I joined office and after a few days called Ritu.
 
“Hello”
 
“Hi” said Ritu
 
“Aur kya haal chaal”
 
“Bas theek”
 
“Sirf Theek kyon” I asked
 
“bas aise hee”
 
“kya hua Manish honeymoon pe so gaya”
 
“woh baat nahin hai, bus current nahin hai”
 
“Toh Bhabhi jaan aao aapke socket mein apna charger daal doon, charge ho jaaogi”
 
“chup – main tumhari Bhabhi hoon” she said
 
“kab milegi” I asked
 
“pata nahin”
 
“chalo kuchh jugaad karta hoon. Mera lund yaad aata hai” I was crude with her
 
“hmmmm bahut”
 
“chal bye”
 
“bye”
 
My office was at ITO in Delhi. Ritu joined some institution in India Habitat Centre, Lodhi Road. I had started going to IHC more often, being in Govt office had its own benefits. Ritu and I had started going to Lodhi Gardens for some fun during lunch breaks. Every other day I would have the benefit of those gorgeous lips on my cock. My hands on those coveted curves and my lips on hers. A few times had lowered my trousers and her lowers making her naked ass to rest on my naked tool.
 
So one fine day I was enjoying Ritu, Anju just “happened” to come to Lodhi Garden and managed to find our “secluded spot” by “accident”.
 
“maamu maami aap?” she exclaimed in mock anger surprise
 
“Anju Anju….” said Ritu but couldn’t say a word.
 
She was scared. It could have had serious implications.
 
Anju just ran away from the scene, I followed her and “caught” her at another spot, engaged in a passionate kiss and came back to the ‘crime scene’.
 
R – I am sorry Anju I am sorry, bahek gayi thee
 
A – I didn’t expect it from you Maami. Maamu toh kunwaare hain, aap toh shaadi shuda hain.
 
V (me) – chhod na Anju, aage se nahin hoga. We will be careful.
 
A – Mujhe sab pata hai maamu
 
R – Anju
 
A – kya maami
 
I pulled Ritu close again and kissed her in front of Anju
 
V – jaa jo karna hai kar le, I challenged Anju.
 
A – maamu maamu…. she was silent now.
 
Ritu was looking at me with some pride, thinking that I have won the battle. She didn’t know anything about it.
 
Anju was very good at theatrics and left ‘crying.’
 
R – Vicky ab kya hoga
 
V – kuchh nahin hoga jaan
 
R – But Anju
 
V – Main hoon na
 
Ritu melted into me feeling a lot more secure in my arms.
 
V – Ritu, ab jo hoga saath saath dekhenge. You are mine
 
She fell for all those words or may be my cock had a role to play as well.
 
One day I got a call from Ritu telling me that she is pregnant and most likely I am the father of the kid. I didn’t know how to react. Somehow Ritu’s mom Shalu had my undivided attention.
 
I called her
 
“hello”
 
“Hi Shalu its me Vicky”
 
“kaise ho beta”
 
“main theek hoon Shalu”
 
“ghar pe sab kaise hain beta”
 
“sab theek hain shalu”
 
She was trying to put me in place by calling me beta and I was trying to maintain the parity by calling her by name.
 
“Shalu pata chala aapko ki Ritu pregnant hai”
 
“yes I know uski maa jo hoon, kal shaam ko hee bataya”
 
“ok mujhe toh parson se pata tha, shayad bachche ke baap ko pahele batana chahati hogi”
 
Shalu didn’t know what to say, I had clearly told her that I have fathered her daughter’s kid. But still trying to act defiant, she said “haan Manish ko pahele bataya hoga”
 
I started laughing.
 
“Shalu I know you have understood, but will not accept. Ritu is a delicious babe”
 
“Vicky” she said a bit loudly.
 
“Don’t be angry honey, if Ritu is delicious so are you – I am sure”
 
Seeing that she was pretty angry, I ended the call.
 
Manish’s mom, my tayiji, was not well and he had to travel a lot for office work, hence it was decided to let Ritu be at her parent’s place till delivery. The day she was to go, Manish had to abstain for office work. Didi pitched in saying I should take her. I smiled and agreed.
 
So Ritu and I started our journey from Delhi to Chandigarh via road in my car. It was like a husband was going with his wife to his in-laws.
 
As we reached Chandigarh, Ritu’s parents and her younger sister welcomed us. I was accorded a special welcome since took pains to drop my Bhabhi. We travelled on a Friday and Monday was some Government off, so I could enjoy my stay for 2-3 days based on progress with the beauties. Friday went towards settling in Ritu for many months. Ritu’s dad and sister went out for something in the evening, may be to buy a few things for Ritu. Ritu and I were standing at the terrace where she hugged me tight and we were engaged in a passionate kiss.
 
“Vicky aapko kaise chhodun” she was in tears due to our separation for a few months atleast.
 
“Chinta mat karo, video chat karenge” I was trying to console her
 
We again engaged in a French kiss and post that for some reason, she bent down to touch my feet. I didn’t know how to react. We had a viewer – Shalini.
 
She couldn’t hold herself back “Ritu what is this”
 
I smiled put my arm around Ritu which gave her immense confidence and she said “Mom wohi jo aapne dekha. Vicky mera sab kuchh hain, biwi main Manish ki hoon but ye mere maalik hain”
 
Even I was surprised at the words used, cock and chest swelled with pride though.
 
She was unstoppable “bachche ke pita bhi Vicky hee hain”
 
“Whaat” said Shalu
 
“Yes Mom – Vicky hee sab kuchh hain. Accept him as your Daamad”
 
Shalini was crestfallen. Didn’t know how to react? She was okay with her daughter double timing with someone but this was a case of open rebellion. Given the condition of Ritu, first trimester of her pregnancy, Shalini was wise enough to not give her mental tension. Things could go wrong, very wrong.
 
She took a deep breath and said “Ritu, jo tumne kiya woh theek nahin hai but then tum adult ho, sab samajhte ho. Iske ache burey results ho sakte hain.”
 
As Ritu wanted to respond, she just stopped her in between with a show of hand.
 
“I can understand why you like Vicky. He is jovial, outgoing and more daring as compared to a sober Manish. It was perhaps our mistake that we got someone like Manish instead of someone like Vicky for you. Cannot accept him as Daamaad but as Manish’s elder brother only. Can accept him as your friend”
 
I looked at Ritu reassuringly.
 
“Mam mujhe daamaad maan lo na” I said to Shalini
 
“Nahin” she was angry
 
“Maan lo na shalini ji” I persisted
 
“No” she said again but a bit mellowed down “but kaise maanu aur kyon maanu” she questioned me
 
“Mujhe ek sexy saali aur hot saas mil jaayegi” I said trying to lighten the mood.
 
All three of us went silent for a few seconds and after a silence of about 15-20 excruciating seconds, Ritu laughed, I laughed, we both laughed hysterically, forcing even Shalini to smile, albeit a bit late.
 
“Shalini ji damaad na sahi dost to maan lo, I went with open arms to her” she was floored had no other option but to open them for me.
 
I hugged her, my back was towards Ritu, pressed Shalini’s ass fully well knowing she cannot do anything and whispered “I love you sexy shalu saasu”
 
I formally “handed over” Ritu to Shalini
 
“iska dhyaan rakhna” Ritu was starry eyed.
 
I pulled Ritu and kissed her bang on lips in front of Shalini, pressed her ass, licked her cleavage, pressed her boobs. She was game putting up a show for her mom.
 
“Shalini ji, remember she is mine, biwi chaahe Manish ki ho”
 
Not knowing what to do or say, Shalu turned her back and decided to go down to the kitchen “Ritu ek baat toh hai, teri mom aur meri na honay wali saasu hai toh maal” Ritu smiled, guess Shalu too smiled and gave us a look of surprise and started walking downstairs. I went ahead and held her hand and pulled back on the terrace.
 
“Chhodo Vicky” she said
 
“Nahin pahele chhodo damaad ji bolo”
 
She tried to free herself but in vain and then finally relented “chhodo naa daamaad ji”
 
Ritu smiled. I smiled and Shalu too smiled finally.
 
“kya chhodun Saasu ji”
 
“mera haath”
 
“phir kya pakdun”
 
She looked at me in mock anger.
 
“Aapne mujhe damaad maana ho ya na ho, mere liye toh aap hee sexy saas ho”
 
“ok ji – chalo ab neeche” she said. Mission was accompalished, battle won, no need to continue. I held Ritu’s hand and very carefully guided her down the stairs. Shalini was seeing us with a certain degree of desire and wish. Wish I was the real deal.
 
We placed Ritu in her room and Shalini went to the kitchen. I followed her.
 
I put my hands on her shoulders. “Thanks Shalu ji”
 
“Vicky I can understand why she likes you but woh Manish ki biwi hai. Gadbad ho gayi toh”
 
“kuchh nahin hoga agar aap saath de meri sexy saasu” I reassured.
 
She smiled.
 
I moved forward and hugged her from behind. She tried to get away but I was too strong for her. “Don’t fight, enjoy it” I whispered and licked her neck. Before I could proceed any further, the wretched doorbell rang.
 
I patted her ass and went to answer the doorbell. She couldn’t move an inch.

[manigopal]

 
It was her hubby and daughter at the door. Shalini’s younger daughter was a hot babe in her own right. She was doing her M.Com and was around 22-23. She had great curves, creamy white skin and brownish silky hair. She wore specs which added to her sexiness giving her a sexy studious look.
 
Next morning, Sonia came to me to discuss some issues on tax related chapters of hers in M.Com. Ritu had prodded her for the same. She had asked her parents too. God knows why she was scared.
 
“Vicky ji aapse kuchh help chahiye thee” Sonia said in the most requesting tone possible.
 
“haan haan bolo Sonia” I responded
 
“kahin main aapko disturb toh nahin kar rahi” she continued her modest tone.
 
“khoobsoorat ladkiyan mujhe kabhi disturb nahin karti” I responded trying to lighten the mood with the desired results. She smiled.
 
“Corporate Taxation aur Personal Income Tax ke chapters ki queries hain” she said.
 
“Haan haan le aao. Income Tax officer hoon, kuchh tukka toh maar hee loonga” I said.
 
We were in their living room. Shalini, her hubby and Ritu smiled at my responses.
 
And the discusson started. The other three left leaving me and Sonia together. Studies continued for over 3 hours with us being showered with snacks at regular intervals. She had a hell lot of queries regarding exemptions, reasons for exemptions and their applicability etc, adjudication of the same ….. I had practical experience and hence could come out with flying colours.
 
The girl was happy at the end of the interaction.
 
“Thank you Vicky ji – itne achche se toh hamaare professors nahin padha paatey” she said.
 
“Professors don’t have practical experience” I said sounding very professional.
 
“Jo bhi ho, thank you very much” she said
 
“Kya sookha sookha thanks” I said.
 
“toh geela kaise karun Vicky ji” she said with a glint in her eyes.
 
“woh bhi bata dunga” I said smilingly. Only Ritu and Shalini could gather the import of the sentence. Was way beyond Ritu’s dad. Sonia could guess somewhat.
 
Shalini pitched in “Sonia why don’t you take Vicky for a trip of Chandigarh”
 
Ritu was jealous others were pleased.
 
I looked at her and then said “Ritu tum bhi chalo” before Ritu could say yes, Shalini jumped in “Vicky is stage mein rest bahut zaroori hai – cannot take chances” I had to accept this logic.
 
Well anyways, me and Sonia were going around Chandigarh. Compared to Delhi, Chandigarh is a very small city, almost 1/15 th of its size, though very planned, neat & clean but still size does matters. So after customary round of Sector 17, Elante, Rock Garden we were at Sukhna Lake. That is Chandigarh site seeing for you. The weather was quite good, being close to shivalik hills has own advantages, it turned cloudy and a good cool breeze was blowing.
 
Sonia was taking pics and in some of the pics we were together and I casually put my hand around her shoulders, she looked at me, said nothing and then clicked. In the next joint pic my hand ventured a bit down south to her mid back and in the final one it was a few inches away from her ass.
 
I then offered to take her pics and took some good shots and finally when she saw them, she was impressed.
 
“Lovely pics Vicky” she said complimenting me
 
“Arrey tum itnee haseen ho toh pics bhi haseen honi thee”
 
She looked at me and smiled.
 
“your boy friend must be one lucky bastard” I said
 
“koi bf nahin hai mera” she said and smiled at my usage of lucky bastard.
 
“kyon Chandigarh ke munde impotent hain ya gay” I continued
 
“woh toh nahin pata but abhi koi bf nahin hai”
 
“hmmm abhi nahin hai” I underlined her words.
 
“Gadha hee hoga jo tumhe chhod gaya” I continued praising her
 
She smiled and said “Canada chala gaya”
 
I laughed aloud “Punjabiyon ki favourite country” and said “since you are single and I assume ready to mingle, may I present my candidature for your consideration?”
 
She smiled and we shook hands.
 
It was lovely weather and we were walking side by side. We reached one corner of sukhna lake. I looked in her eyes and said “Sonia I want you”
 
She didn’t know how to respond and started walking away from me, I held her hand and repeatded “Sonia I want you” and I left her hand. She was walking in front of me, looked back at me, waited for me to join and we walked towards the car together.
 
“How can I love you? I don’t even know you?”
 
“Who said anything about love – I said I want you”
 
“But matlab same…” her voice trailed off
 
“It is not same honey” I said with my focus on road. “khair leave it – ek offer de raha hoon, do let me know if you wish to have an exclusive photo session with me” I smiled at her
 
“Sochungi” she smiled and looked outside.
 
“you have great curves, bahut hot lagogi”
 
She looked at me bewildered, how could I talk like that – may be being from big city Delhi made difference, she thought and didn’t respond.
 
We reached by dinner time and had a quiet dinner. All the while Ritu was looking at us trying to pick up some signals. Same was the case with Shalini but both were in for some disappointment. I was more in conversation with Ritu’s dad, Mr Sharma.
 
It so happened, that Mr Sharma got a frantic call from his friend in Baddi, Himachal Pradesh. There was a fire in his factory and he sought his help to manage. He was his dear friend and Mr Sharma wanted to go and help him. Before Shalini or Sonia could say anything, Ritu egged his dad to go to help his friend.
 
Shalini and Sonia didn’t have any logical argument to make Mr Sharma stay back. Afterall it was a distress call from his friend in dire need. I too pitched in asking him to go and help his friend. Next couple of hours went towards a few phone calls, packing for 2-3 days and calling his driver to go along with him.
 
So around 11pm Mr Sharma left leaving behind a pregnant beauty, a mature beauty and a young nubile thing for my pleasure. Little did he know that by the time he would return, I would have tasted the two remaining dishes at his place. Ritu had told me some time back that Shalini, her mom, used to sleep like Kumbhkaran and even Sonia has taken this trait from her. I had smiled at the comparison then but did make a mental note of it and kept it in some retrievable corner of my brain.
 
I had a habit of carrying my SLR everywhere with me when I ventured out from Delhi. This time too I had it with me.
 
Shalini had come to give us all some warm milk before turning into bed. She looked ravishing in her red satin sleeveless gown. It had straps instead of sleeves and showed good amount of skin both in front and back. Sonia and Ritu took it as normal, may be shalini used to dress like that for the night. I too didn’t react much but enjoyed the beauty.
 
While she was giving me milk, I said “Aapko kaise pata mujhe doodh pasand hai” I was saying while looking at her boobs. Sonia couldn’t see but Ritu did and smiled. Shalini had no other option but to ignore.
 
 
So as the night moved towards midnight, I went to Ritu’s room and bid her good night, since Sonia was awake, nothing else could have been done by then.
 
As I went to my guest room, all had gone to their respective rooms. I called Sonia
 
V – Sonia main Vicky
 
S – JI bataiye. Aap soye nahin
 
V – Itni sundar babe saath waale room mein ho toh neend kaise aayegi
 
S – Achcha ji
 
V – Haanji. Sonia kaash tum meri saali hotin?
 
S – Saali kyon ?
 
V – Saali aadhi gharwaali, Ritu full gharwaali
 
S – Toh mere na honay waale jiju, kya karte is saali ka
 
V – Jaaneman wohi jo Manish nahin karta
 
S – Aapko kya pata
 
V – Darling usay main pichle 30-32 saal se jaanta hoon. Nahin maanti ho toh Ritu se pooch lena. Waise you like seedha saadha jiju or would have preferred a naughty variant.
 
S – hahaha, thoda spice toh hona chahiye
 
V – Darwaaza khulla rakhna, aayenge tere sajnaa
 
S – What?
 
V – Honey, photo session yaad hai, we can do it now. Your mom sleeps like kumbhkaran. Ritu too under influence of her medications which induce sleep.
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – we can have a long photo session
 
She is silent for a few seconds and they lets out a “hmmmmm”
 
After about 15-20 minutes, I picked up my SLR, did a double check on battery left, a few warm-up type clicks in my room and went towards Sonia’s. A slight push and I was in her room.
 
I was welcomed by a beautiful sight of Sonia in her shorts and a long t-shirt.
 
Immediately I clicked a few from different angles and showed them to her. She was glad.
 
V – “Madamji pasand aayi is gareeb ki kalakari”
 
S – Lovely pics
 
V – Lovely model.
 
She smiled.
 
V – show me some of your favourite and naughtiest dresses.
 
She placed them on bed for me. I chose a hot saree blouse combo. Told her to maintain her dishevelled hairdo look.
 
She came out wearing a backless blouse with wide and deep frontal neck showing ample cleavage. Made her lean into the wall with ass protruding back and her face sideways. Had many variants of her pose with the wall. Asked her to lay on the bed on her elbows, let the saree be carelessly left on bed, which brought twin peaks of glory on her bosom to view and asked her to twist her legs to amplify her ass a bit. I was using Boobs, Ass too often, she was lapping it up after initial hesitation.
 
Showed her the results and asked “Aur Karen?”
 
“sure” was the response.
 
This time I asked her to take pallu in her hand. She looked at me, then camera and then smiled, off went pallu from her shoulder to her hand. She bent forward as ordered and brought to fore the lovely cleavage melting into even more lovelier set of coconuts on her bosom. Sonia was well endowed. Ran in family I guess. Slowly slowly she got into the groove and was now swaying her body in line with some soft music that I had put on. She had a look which was a mix of excitement, lust, fun. Great for pics though.
 
I removed her saree completely and had her in blouse and smallish petticoat, took some in that attire. She was on fire, gave me raunchiest of poses but I didn’t touch her then. Wanted her to come to me.
 
Next dress was a tightish Satin gown, maroon noodle strapped one. The raunchiness quotient was increasing by the minute and so was her sex appeal. She was just on fire. Protruding ass, heaving bossom, deep cleavage shots were being lapped up. In one I got her to take off her noodle straps and just hold her nightie from falling at the boobs. I went to her and while making adjustments for the shot, gave a soft peck on her neck.
 
We then moved to a small negligee and then one shirt. By now I had given her a few pecks on her cheeks, neck, shoulders, she was loving the attention and photographs too.
 
In one shot she stood with her back to the wall looked so sexy in the school uniform with a skirt and shirt and loose tie. The skirt was just reaching mid-thigh level. She looked lustry. I couldn’t hold myself back and proceeded to kiss her. She thought it would be usual small peck, but this time rather than just a peck, I brought my tongue out and licked her lips. This startled her and she looked in my eyes. The look was intense but there was not much look of disapproval from her either. She did not protest.
 
I proceeded to take her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers more forcefully than the usual. With the force she got plastered on the wall and was moving her hands a bit. He continued the pressure and made her open her mouth and the tongues did the tango. As a an expert moved from one lip to other tracing each with his lips and tongue. This was much different and far better than what her bf used to do to her. After sustained kiss of about a minute or so she relaxed and brought her hands around his head and the fingers played with his head. They broke the kiss after a few more seconds.
 
As they saw each other, one smiled and the other looked down. Then the one smiling told the one looking down that it was her turn. The one looking down looked up and smiled and kissed. Her hands moved behind his head and both were intertwined in a lip lock. His hands moved on her smooth hair and continued the journey south to the ass globes. As I touched her ass, she stopped kissing for a second but then continued. I made her turn around with her ass in contact with my crotch feeling the size and hardness whereas the hand moved to her gorgeous boobs.
 
She was into the moment and as my hand touched her boob, she melted into me and pressed my crotch harder with her ass. I was gently massaging them and drawing circles around the sensitive nippies and aerolas. She was especially sensitive there and found it too much to handle. She was used to hard mauling of boobs by her boyfriend but this was more pleasurable. I kissed on her neck while continuing the torment I inflicted on her by way of drawing geometrical shapes with his fingers around her sensitive nippies. I cupped her boobs but they were firm in the grip of some lucky bra. They were definitely more than a handful.
 
She looked at him mischievously and winked. The wink did the trick. He moved forward and embraced her. The embrace was tight and in a manner of showing his possessiveness. The big juggies crushed on his chest. His hands roamed on her back, tracing from collar bone to hip bone and on the way enjoying the silky hair. She also measured his back with her hands. After this embrace of over 2-3 minutes. He proceeded to kiss the voluptuous beauty. The small pecks gave way to full saliva tasting. The tongues intertwined to map each other fully. The taste buds were tasting only one taste then – of pure lust. His hands behind her back focused on the ass globes.
 
Her hands were behind his head playing with his hair, a sureshot sign of her being in the mood to go along. One hand from the back moved to the front to the coveted globes of her bosom. Very lightly he touched it and pressed it. She was wearing a bra but he could still feel the stiff nipple underneath it. He weighed the boob with his hand and as expected it was big. The hand then moved to the other boob ensuring that they do not feel neglected. The combined pressure of tongue, hands on boobs and ass meant Sonia was in the mood.
 
It was so much more sophisticated than her duffer previous boyfriend’s way, who went on mauling the boobs to eternity and kiss for him was only planting his lips on hers forcefully without the actual art of enjoying and passion. With Vicky it was different, he was arousing her by the second, like an experienced chess player, planning the moves. The hand on the ass globe moved to the front and he tried to rub her pubic area to further stimulate her, if the stimulation right now was not enough. As he touched the sensitive zone, she brought her hand over it to stop him. He knew, it was just a matter of time that he will have her so he decided not to push it further and do anything against her wishes. So he continued with boob press, kiss and ass press. He continued to kiss her all over her face, neck and parts exposed in the shirt. The parts just below her beck and upper chest were all there for him to taste. This went on for quite some time as they both went on the body exploration trip.
 
As they moved apart gasping for breath, they looked at each other. He had a triumphant look and the other was smiling with a content look. He took her soft hand in his and guided to his tool. She looked at him in surprise but didn’t stop him at first. As he made her make first contact with his rock hard prick, she pulled back the hand and was a bit defensive. Vicky didn’t want to lose her, hence the look in his eyes was that of “nothing against your wishes” to which her eyes had responded ok. He thought when the boob queen is in front of him, he should focus on her prized possession and if she is aroused regularly enough, everything else would fall in place sooner than later. With this thought he again moved to her prized assets. This time he was behind her with him kissing her nape and hands mauling the boobs and it between drawing circles around her navel, albeit it was covered with her shirt. But it was good enough to arouse her. The big boobied lass was in mood now, the ass movement over his crotch making great contact with his rock hard tool, meant that she was enjoying it.
 
With that thought he was quite sure that the ass movement indicates her willingness but he has to be much more sophisticated in his approach. Her arms by now had moved behind his head, making her boobs to protrude out making them all the more prominent, if they were not prominent already. He continued the onslaught on her boobs by making circles and tweaking her nippies. Sometimes he will turn her face towards him and kiss her full on. After this he brought his face and shoved it right in her boobies. She wanted him and he wanted her but still she was not going all out. As she pressed his face more in her heavy bosom, he brought his around her ass and pressed on the globes and brought her closer.
 
I then went for the buttons of the shirt and carefully opened them. The shirt was then thrown on the bed. Wanted to go wild with the boobies, but held himself back, albeit for no reason at all. She removed the bra and kept it on the shirt. In the dim moonlight coming from the large window with dim room light, saw the twin beauties. They were pretty large and pretty attractive. Did not go directly for them but started kissing her instead. She thought he would go for her prized assets. Gradually, moved down from kissing her to her neck and then traced the saliva line to her boob. Sucked on the nippie for sometime, alternating between sweet bites, tongue play with nipple and sucking only with lips. This was special and more pleasurable than what she was used to. He shifted his attention from one boob to another and sucked them and mauled them. This went on for some time. The continued sucking and mauling of boobs was making her go weak in knees. Needless to mention, the ass globes were also getting their fare share of the press.
 
I just pulled down my shorts and underwear and the tool dangled before her in an erect state. It was looking dangerous and monstrous. Definitely much bigger than her previous boyfriend. She was still in a state of trance.
 
He just moved a bit forward and made the tip touch her lips and let it stay there. He did not push her head or make her move to suck it. After a few seconds of dangling, she parted her lips and kissed the knob of the tool. She gently took the knob between the quivering lips and moved her tongue over it, he felt the divine touch. Gradually she moved forward to cover more of his tool and brought his hand around it to hold it. The rock hard tool was in its full glory. Slowly he started developing a rhythm by moving his dick in and out. The tool was not fully in and was hitting her throat. She was feeling gagged. After some strokes she felt comfortable and was doing it like a pro.
 
After about 10 minutes, I felt the familiar sensation his balls and was about to cum. His location, the danger of relation made him cum much before than he would have usually done. Stream after stream I shot warm semen in her mouth and she like an expert drank most of it with some strains oozing from her beautiful mouth. Took my finger, gathered the oozing cum on it and brought in front of her mouth. She licked that too. Pulled out his limp cock glistening in combination of his semen and her saliva. Felt like a winner.
 
Now it was my turn to suck her. I bent down and went to the coveted boobies. The big boobs were his for the taking andsucked them like a kid. Played with them, kneaded them, mauled them like an expert. Drew circles around nippies and aerolas, made her quiver, shiver, moan with lust and passion.
 
I moved in behind positioned legs on either side of her and her ass touching his crotch. The expert hands played with the boobies and the lips focused on the nape of the neck making her go mad. Slowly but surely he moved his hand over her stomach and towards her pubic area.
 
The digits started the usual play with the pussy. He was pleased to find her pussy shaven. The fingers drew circles around the pussy, driving her crazy. He pinched her pussy lips, nibbled them with his fingers, tickled them. The luscious lass was in throes of passion and moaning in a low volume, the location was prohibiting high decibel moaning, otherwise she wanted to let go passionate screams. The three pronged attack on nape of the neck, boobs and pussy was making her go wild, this was the winning strategy with all women, she was shaking her legs and she felt the never before sensations.
 
Suddenly the legs closed in tight and she cummed. His fingers got wet, she closed her eyes, shook her head from side to side and bit her lip. This action was fun. The sheer audacity of the act got her biggest orgasm till date which had shaken her big time.
 
All the four pieces of garments were piled on the floor. She wanted to take off her shoes but he refused. The sight of Sonia having nothing on but her socks and shoes was an additional turn on, if any more was required than seeing the luscious, ample breasted, d\sultry lass wearing nothing to cover her assets.
 
He bent down started kissing the coveted pussy. The hands started its magic on her inner thighs. The licking, nibbling, soft biting on the pussy lips had started the momentum for her and straightaway she was feeling the growing passion. Gradually the hands moved from the thighs and went to the twin globes resting proudly on her heaving bossom. He started kneading the boobies and twitched the nippies between thumb and index finger. The similar treatment to both mammary jugs was making her go weak. After sometime he got up and started kissing the underside of the boobs. The underside, nippies and aerolas were very sensitive and he had attacked the very sensitive zone for her.
 
She was waiting for him to kiss her so that he could hold his head and kiss him back passionately. Her hands wanted to grip him, but very skillfully he avoided the embrace. He wanted to make her wait and torment her. The licking of boobs and upper bossom made her crave for more and she stood awaiting more attack. Meanwhile one of her hands moved towards her pussy and she started playing with it. Since he still had his shorts on, she could not play with his rock hard tool. She had felt it over his shorts and as expected it was full mast. He continued loving her boobs, the coveted globes were his for the taking. He continued the mauling, sucking, kneading and his hands slowly but surely moved to her ass globes. What a fine piece of creation by God.
 
She was getting hungrier by the second. She wanted to passionately kiss him and suck his cock and he was making her go hungrier. After about 10-12 minutes of torture, he relented and went to kiss her ever kissable lips. She kissed him with some vengeance and he was not complaining. The passion was ignited and both were measuring each other’s body with lips, hands, saliva, you name it, they did it.
 
They broke for breath and smiled and waited for the next step. She jumped on his tool like a hungry lioness and started sucking it. It was a natural 69 position with her ass towards his face. Not the one to lose this opportunity, he started licking her pussy, the sucking of his cock and pussy licking and finger playing with her asshole had the stimulating effect on her, if ever one was needed and she started gyrating her ass. He had to lift his head to keep pace with pussy licking. After about 10-12 minutes of mutual licking, both were on verge of cumming. The pace of cock sucking and pussy licking & fingering increased to ferocious levels.
 
He felt the familiar sensation in his balls. She felt the familiar one (used to masturbation only) in her. She was the first to cum. She slammed her crotch on his face and shivered. The nectar of love was released. He lapped it all he could. After a few seconds, his cock erupted as a volcano, she took in all semen she could. Streams of warm semen went to her mouth and she took it all in. As the volcano subsided she licked the tool clean. She was cleanliness conscious.

[manigopal]

 
She turned and lay on top of him with her boobs crashing over his chest.
 
He asked “Mazaa aaya” (enjoyed?)
 
Hmmmm
 
“aur maza lena hai” (want to enjoy more?)
 
Hmmmm
 
He asked her to get up. She got up and was positioned on his crotch with knees bent on his either side. She was in a cowgirl position. The boobs looked gigantic and she was leaning forward and those melons swung before him like ripe fruits. He tried to get up to suck them but she moved back to tease him. Another round of same routine. By now he had folded his knees which meant she could not go much further back.
 
He lay their smiling – joining in the victorious feeling she had and with a deadly speed got up. The raised and folded legs from knees meant she could not go back much which resulted him kissing his desired fruits. He went on his back again and guided his hands to the coveted mammaries. He started playing with her boobies. The fingers played with the nipple toughening them like an eraser. Gradually the hands covered one boob each. With his tool back to its full glory, he signaled her to get on top of him. She didn’t object and very carefully placed the tool on the pussy entry and tried to force it in. The tool and pussy were well lubricated and coupled with gravity effect and her weight it went it about 3-4 inches in first shot and by the second one the whole was in the hole. It was then that it hit her deep inside that she realized the position. Although she was a well built curvaceous girl but the virgin hole was ravaged by the gigantic tool. She screamed in pain and wanted to get up and away. He suddenly held her hands and forced her to bear the initial pain barrier. Slowly, slowly she again started her up & down movement.
 
This time the pain was less and the pleasure was much more. With a minute or two of such pleasurable slow movements she upped the tempo and was now more vigorous in her movement. The gigantic boobs were flaying in all directions. He held them in their place with his hands. She was the bitch in the heat. Her hands had gone behind her head holding her mane and her eyes were semi closed with a lusty satisfied look on her face. She was very much in heat. The slutty look on her face, boobs thrusted forward with the back arching back and her ride as a cowgirl was a great turn on for him. The girl who was so reserved when they first met was now his for the taking. And taking her was he. He was enjoying her vigour and both were drenched in their sweats. The sweat of love. The bodies shone as if covered with a thin coat of vanish. He also had started gyrating his ass matching her up & down movements. After about 12-15 minutes of this sweat covered exercise, she suddenly tightened her grip of legs on his either side and the pussy grip tightened around his tool. He felt the now familiar liquid as she was in throes of passion experienced her multiple orgasm of the day. If previous ones were mind boggling this one was near earth shattering and was sheer ecstasy for her. She bent down in front with Vicky sucking her melons. Vicky’s tool was drenched in her and she was tired.
 
V – Sonia Sonia
 
S – hmmm
 
V – Enjoyed
 
S – Very much. I am yours now
 
V – photos bhi le lo and I laughed
 
She too joind the laughter. Looked at the clock it was around 2am. I kissed her.
 
V – So I assume you have accept my candidature as your boyfriend
 
S – you have passed with flying colours.
 
V – Sonia I may have more than one GF
 
S – I don’t mind as long as you keep me happy with this
 
Saying this she held my tool and pressed it. We both laughed again and I left for my room.
 
As I walked towards my room, I felt the urge to check on Ritu. Checked she was comfortable and sleeping sound.
 
 
Another urge was to check on my darling Shalini. Her satin gown had got me interested. Went towards her room, the door was not bolted from inside, was just shut. I opened it. The room was lit with a combination of full moon light and a zero watt white bulb. Shalini was sleeping on her side and legs were spread causing the satin cloth to move up towards her knees and lower thighs and her ass was ever inviting in that position. I went towards the front to see her upheaving bosoms. She was a sight to behold. I couldn’t hold myself back and didn’t want to do so either. Took a lot of pics of her from my SLR. She had by now moved to more straight position and layed on her back, the nightie had moved a few more inches up forming a delightful valley between her legs. Seemed she loved to sleep pantyless and braless.
 
Closed the door and bolted it from inside. Then got naked in one go and touched her legs for the first time. She was Makkhan (butter). She didn’t flinch.
 
Licked her calf and then moved towards her thighs. She squirmed a bit as my tongue touched her thighs but she didn’t wake up. Let out a soft moan of approval thinking of it a wet dream. After giving her about 5-7 licks I moved north. Played with her nipple softly and massaged her boobs. She was moaning a bit louder now. I used timer function of my SLR and took a few pics as if I and Shalu were sleeping together.
 
I had to own this piece of beauty. I licked her lips and started kissing her. This time she got up startled and tried to push me away. I was strong for her. I placed my hand over her mouth.
 
V – chup karo shalu jaan, main Vicky hoon
 
She was still trying to get free.
 
V – Meri jaan, don’t move. Enjoy
 
She was adamant.
 
I just tore off her satin gown in one shot and started sucking her boobs and gyrated my cock on her pussy. The struggle was still going on. May be her wet dream or body reflex of touches, her pussy felt wet. I did not think of the consequences and changed position and before she could realise, the thick cucumber had found its way upto 3-4 inches inside her pussy. She screamed. But this scream was more related to sex than bang. Knowing this is the moment, I started fucking her hard and increased the in & out motion. Gradually her screams changed to moans. She was still hitting me every few seconds. I was banging her. My first bang and that too of mom of my keep who happened to be my Bhabhi and of my newly found girl friend.
 
I pinned her hands on the mattress and continued fucking and gave her very intense looks. Bent forward to lick her lips. She swayed her head from side to side but I was persistent. After about a few minutes, her protests grew weak. Which pussy doesn’t likes a solid cucumber like penis shoved up inside. I kept on saying “ I love you Shalu, u r so hot etc etc” which made her less angry and may be the ferociousness of her punches on my chest too reduced. The fury of my pounding her pussy didn’t. Another 7-8 minutes of pounding saw my Shalu screaming aloud indicating her cumming. I too cummed almost at the same time.
 
As we both cummed, we came back to reality. I disengaged from her pussy only to have met by a kick from her
 
S – Saale teri ye himmat. Hans ke baat kya kar li, you bloody hell banged me. Chal tu thaane. Ritu hogi teri randi, main nahin hoon. How dare you.
 
She was abusing me like hell. She was right in doing so.
 
I was looking at her calmly and then as she came close, slapped her.
 
She was zapped, my hand was heavy and before she could come back to senses from the attack on her face, I started sucking her boobs and fingering her pussy. She was trying to break free but I was holding her in place with my arm around her waist.
 
V – Shalu jaan tu toh abhi bhi geeli ho rahi hai ( I said shamelessly pointing to her wet pussy. Had three digits in her pussy then)
 
S – Chup saale
 
I just spanked her ass and pushed her to bed again. Tied her to the bed using some scarves, went out to get ice tray, honey, cream from the fridge. I took two cubes and started rubbing them simultaneously on her nipples and her pussy. Within a few minutes the angry noise had turned to stifled moans. I had pushed the ice on her pussy a bit more in, leading to her inner walls feel icy sensations for the first time. It was mind boggling for her.
 
Now the sound emanating from her were “aaah mmmm aaaaa maar diya….”
 
I smiled. We made eye contact and could see the anger in her eyes had vanished.
 
I put some cream on her boobs and licked them clean. The icy onslaught on her pussy continued. She was just enjoying to the hilt. I put a lot of cream and honey on my cock and presented it to her lips. She was in a dilemma at first but then the tongue came out to give a small lick on the cock.
 
I gave her a intense look, she looked at me and then smiled shyly and looked away.
 
Now that I knew she was game, I relaxed and smiled at her.
 
Vicky was in no mood for any further foreplay. He got on the bed and was on his knees and placed himself in such a manner that her legs were on his either shoulder. The lady was just ready with her pussy dripping with love juices. The cock was placed at the entrance of the hole and in 2-3 shots the whole went in the hole. The pain just killed the lady. The eyes were on the verge of coming out of their sockets and her mouth was just open. She was shrieking in pain but Vicky kept the pillow on her mouth to stifle the sounds. He led the cock stay in pussy for sometime. The inner walls of the love nest adjusted themselves to the hard piston and after a few minutes she felt better with the invader. As her breathing returned to somewhat normal, Vicky initiated the in-out movement of his tool.
 
Since the legs were on his shoulders and also due to the fact of her hands being tied up, she was experiencing such a fuck for the first time. The legs on the shoulder position meant that her crotch was much closer to his tool and meant a much deeper penetration. Stroke by stroke he built up the momentum and started hitting her deep with much force. The steely rod was hitting her much deeper, stretching her inner walls much further and causing her much more pleasurable pain than ever before. As the clock ticked past seconds and minutes, the heavy duty pumping had continued for over 8-10 minutes causing immesureable pleasure to the lady. He had the lady for the taking. He knew he could walk in the house anytime he wished and screw the mother daughter combo. Such was his confidence that he didn’t give a damn to anything. He was sure that if need be he could screw the lady in front of her husband. (Nothing such actually happened though!!)
 
She wanted to hold the bedsheet but her hands were tied.
 
She wanted to touch him but her hands were tied.
 
She wanted to hug him but her hands were tied.
 
She wanted to do many things to him but her hands were tied.
 
She felt the feeling of needles pricking deep down and knew that the orgasm was impending. The orgasm was impending for a few seconds now and stroke by stroke the urge had grown stronger. She wanted to shout and scream but her voice was muffled with a cushion. Both the palms held onto the cloth tieing them and the movement of the head, eyes half closed, a bit of sweat – all indicated to her cumming in by the buckets. The juices were released and her pussy dripped like a hand pump. She was feeling so relieved. It was sheer the scale of the attack of her love nest and the whole act of doing with a youngster, not to mention youngster’s capabilities in this segment, got her the most satisfying orgasm.
 
He had not cummed by now and had continued the hits. Though after a couple of minutes came and cummed on her belly and spread his semen all over her. It was like a dog marking his bitch. The dog though doesn’t spread semen but uses urine to indicate his dominance in the heat period.
 
He got her legs together and moved them towards her torso exposing her tiny asshole ‘though in an inverted position’ than conventional anal fuck position.
 
At first she did not get the import of the problem at hand. As the legs moved further towards her gorgeous bosom, she felt the pain in her supple thighs and lower back. Just by looking at her in his position the tool came back to full glory and was ready to attack.
 
She was new to anal screwing and this was first and by the time she realized what was going to happen it was too late. The tool had started the inward movement and the tiny hole, much tinier than the pussy one, had started hurting. The hurt in her asshole, coupled with the pain in her thighs and lower back caused small tears to form at corner of her eyes.
 
He too had realized her condition and the urge to dominate her had subsided, specially after screwing her the normal way, he waited. He released her legs and picked up a Vaseline lotion. Before she could feel the relief in legs, they were back in the air. He put some lotion on his index finger and inserted it in the hole. She almost jumped. The lotion was then liberally sprayed on his tool and the giant knob lay at the rear entrance. Centimeter by centimeter it went in. He gave enough breaks of a minute or two each to let her adjust after every 2-3 inches went in. The asshole’s flexibility and willingness to adjust to the muscular tool had surprised even her.
 
So after very tense 8-10 minutes the whole of it was in the tiny “inverted” hole. It took her a while to get her breath back to normal. As he started to remove the tool and moved it back after getting it half out, she was pleased. It was as if a young girl was getting bereft of her favourite toy. The favourite toy was back in its favourite resting place.
 
Heavy doses of the lotion lined up the hole wall and the piston making the simple harmonic motion of the tool a pleasure and much smoother. The entrance of tool had made her forget her predicament in terms of body posture and she was looking at prologong her agony by the minute. This time her sounds were not muffled.
 
She was screaming but moderately.
 
He would part the legs to have a look at her face, boobs and then close to increase the effect on his tool.
 
After 6-7 minutes of some hard pistoning, both came in different holes, she in her pussy and he in her asshole. The semen dripped out from her asshole forming a trail on her thigh.
 
Boy – was she exhausted. Soon after cumming she dozed off. He too lay next to her hugging her and slept.
 
Sometime later he got up. It was early morning. He saw on the bed, the lady still tied, lay spreading her legs for all to see. He got up and released her arms of the bondage. As she opened her eyes, he kissed her on her full lips and both got entangled in a lip lock stretching to a couple of minutes. He disengaged and went to the washroom.
 
Vicky went back to his room and slept.

[manigopal]

 
I got up at around 9 am and went down. First to lay my eyes on was Ritu. She looked at me and smiled and indicated towards her bulging belly to indicate that she is mine. I went to her, saw that Sonia had her back towards us and had earphones on, I planted a hard kiss on Ritu’s lips.
 
While we were kissing, Shalini came towards us and indicated to Ritu to be careful since Sonia is around. Shalu smiled at me.
 
As Ritu turned her head away from us, I winked at Shalu and made gesture of her pounding last night. She licked her lips.
 
The possibilities were immense.
 
Just I was thinking of having another eventful night with mom-daughter duo, dad called and asked me to return the same evening for some urgent work. With no other option, I returned leaving three pussies yearning for my return.
 
I returned and had to go with dad for some work. It was damn important.
 
Used to constantly talk to Ritu and she was my confidante. Had told her about my sexcapades with her mom and sister. She got angry at first but then realised that we are not married and I am free to exercise my right.
 
A few days later called Shalini. She was in college then though in her staff room.
 
V – Hi Jaan
 
S – hi
 
V – kaisee ho
 
S – theek. Tum kaise ho
 
V – haseen palon ko yaad kar raha hoon
 
S – kaunse pal (said she knowing fully well what Vicky was talking about)
 
V – Jab paheli baar maine Ritu ki li thee uski shaadi waale din
 
Shalu remained silent
 
V – Aur woh hamaari raat. Jaan yaad aati hai meri
 
S – nahin toh …kabhi kabhi
 
V – Zehnaseeb. Shalu jaan kahan ho
 
S – Staff room
 
V – kya pahena hai
 
S – saree blouse
 
V – kaunsa colour
 
S – Red white combo
 
V – Blouse deep cut hoga
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – thoda pallu hatao…
 
S – kya
 
V – thoda pallu hatao, cleavage dikhao, main chaatunga
 
S – kaise
 
V – click a pic and send it to me
 
S – nahin.. koi aa jaayega
 
V – matlab abhi akeli ho. Karo
 
S – nahin samjho
 
V – mujhe nahin samajhna…apne damaad ki itni si request maan lo saasu jaan
 
S – ha ha ha and sends one selfie with her face and boobs
 
V – lovely jaan but thoda pallu aur hatao, I need to see the cleavage
 
S – hmmmm and she complies
 
V – aaaah. Jaan feel me licking it. Yaad karo ki kaise cream lagakar chaata tha tumhare bedroom mein
 
S – hmmm aahhhh
 
V – yaad aaya
 
S – hmmmmm
 
V – open the top button of your blouse
 
S – koi aa jaayega
 
V – pallu se cover kar lena
 
Shalini too was enjoying this game. Complied with the order.
 
V – yummy saasu jaan. Jaan ek kaam karo, zara video chat karte hain fb pe
 
S – No No
 
V – yes yes
 
S – koi dekhega toh
 
V – kahe dena damaad ji hain
 
With a bit more persuasion she agreed. As she came on screen I showered her with kisses. I was at home alone had a lot of freedom.
 
And then I saw my sexy Shalini on video chat. I was in the buff. Made all sorts of obscene gestures that she lapped up.
 
Told her to press her boobs over her blouse – she did.
 
Told her to put her hand inside her blouse – she did.
 
Told her to open top 3 buttons of the blouse to show me divine cleavage – she did.
Told her to rub her pussy over her saree – she did.
 
She did whatever was possible in a staff room.
 
After about 15-20 minutes of pure sex show that had to end due to other teachers about to come in, I called Didi.
 
V – Hi Didi
 
D – Hi kaisa hai mera hero
 
V – mast meri jaan
 
D – Suna hai Ritu pregnant ho gayi hai
 
V – Ji main chhodne gaya tha ussay.
 
D – Tu?
 
V – Haan main, ab uska pati gayab hai toh kya karun. Tayaji Tayiji bhi buzurg hain ab
 
D – Kuchh kiya toh nahin tune
 
V – aapko kya lagta hai
 
D – Tera kya bharosa, jab bahen nahin chhodi
 
V – Didi, Anju ke liye permission de do
 
D – Nahin
 
V – us din toh maan gayi theen
 
D – tujhse chhoti hai
 
V – par ab toh maal hai
 
D – phir bhi nahin
 
V – Didi you are the best, maan jaao na jaan, Promise uski marzi ke bina no sex
 
D – dekh tu dekh tu….promise uski marzi ke bina no sex
 
V – aapki kasam
 
D – Vicky
 
V – Mera lund yaad aa raha hai
 
D – chhii kaise bolta hai……. But yaad aa raha hai
 
We spoke naughty for some more time and meanwhile helped Didi to cum using her hands. Went to fuck her sometime in same week. She was all mine.
 
On the other hand, Anju was being instructed by me to show to Didi that she has fallen for me. Anju started the drill. Now very often she would talk about me in glowing terms in front of Didi. Didi got suspicious and started to check her call logs, which obviously had many entries of my name and also whatsapp. Anju and I had set this up for Didi. The day she read her whatsapp chats with me, she concluded that Anju is mine. She read something like this :
 
A – Hi maamu
 
V – Hi Anju
 
A – Missing you maamu
 
V – missing me, honoured
 
A – Maamu you are mast
 
V – Mast toh tu ho gayi hai Anju, ekdum maal
 
A – maamu kya bol rahe ho
 
V – sahi kahe raha hoon. Though I am your Maamu but also a man and you are one fine specimen of female body with lovely curves and beautiful face.
 
A – maamu
 
V – Darling sach kahe raha hoon.
 
A – Thanks maamu
 
V – movie dekhne chalen
 
A – kaunsi
 
V – Sunny Leone ki nayi wali
 
A – maamu !!
 
V – kya hua chal na
 
A – hmmmmm…..ok
 
V – You are my date on Saturday, bhool jana ki I am your maamu.
 
A – ha ha done maamu
 
V – Anju, I hope you are looking forward to our new type of relation
 
A – hmmmmm….
 
Didi then remembered, how hot dress she had worn for Saturday movie. It was a tight red sleeveless showing ample skin and generously cut from front. Anju had worn a white caprice with it. Didi had to almost force Anju to wear something over red scandal she was wearing. Anju relented to wear a thin white thing, closest match would be a short shirt, to ease the nerves of Didi.
 
Didi continued reading…
 
V – hi jaan
 
A – hi maamu …jaan
 
V – thanks for your support today
 
A – maamu maine kahan support kiya
 
V – felt lovely…
 
A – what??
 
V – big big round round soft soft …..
 
A – maamuu…jaan!!!
 
V – jaan your boobs
 
A – sends blushing smileys
 
V – Thanks for allowing me to touch them, suck them
 
A – blushes smileys
 
V – Anju ek baat poochun
 
A – ji maamu jaan
 
V – meri banogi
 
A – hmmmmm
 
V – loved the feeling of your ass on my cock
 
A – smiles
 
Didi was furious but couldn’t do anything
 
V – ek baat kahun. Your body type is like Didi
 
A – unki beti jo hoon
 
V – aur utni hee sexy
 
A – maamu jaan !!
 
V – us din ki bus journey yaad hai jab hum sab bheed wali bus mein thhey. My cock on Didi’s ass felt divine.
 
A – Mom ko pata tha ??
 
V – Tujhe pata chala jab mera cock teri ass pe laga
 
A – itna bada hai , obviously feel hoga
 
V – Toh teri mom ko bhi hua hoga, guess woh chup chaap enjoy kar rahi theen
 
Didi was relieved in a way that I didn’t share any more details – she knew nothing !!
 
A – kya bo rahe ho maamu
 
V – didi has a mast ass, big round, soft ….
 
A – hmmmmm
 
V – I want to take our relationship to next level when we meet next
 
A – hmmmmm
 
So after the so called “next level” meeting, Didi read the whatsapp chat which said, we had made love and from now on Anju was my sex slave, my keep.
 
Involuntarily Didi smiled thinking even her daughter had fallen for my love making.... but then got angry and felt helpless as couldn’t do anything.
 
One fine day I was fucking Didi to her heart’s content. After first round, I tied her hands with the headrest, put a blindfold, liberally used ice cubes to torment her body. She was not bothered about anything. Was moaning very loudly. Just then a female form entered the room and Didi felt a female body on hers as the two boobs collided. Thinking that it would be one of Vicky’s other conquests, she continued, wanting to try lesbian sex. She rubbed lovely ass globes of the intruder. She felt a kiss on her neck, sucking on her nipples and a rub of pussy on hers.
 
The lips touched the lips, boobs touched boobs, nipples rubbed nipples, navel kissed navel, crotches rubbed each other, flesh thighs came together. Didi’s hands covered every square inch of the sexy back of the female above her. Didi’s hands found their resting place on the ass above her. A very good piece of ass was that. Her hands measured the roundness, firmness, coverage area of the ass. All in all lovely. Kisses were on in full swing, both female specimens taking in each other’s saliva as if there was no tomorrow. The passion showed by both was something to be seen. Vicky had seen many a scenes like that of lesbian sex of two of his keeps, he was enjoying the show from the best seat in the town.
 
The one below was imagining the one above has a great body – but somewhere she felt the body smell was very very familiar. Too familiar to be true. As the bodies mingled even further, the one above let out a moan, a soft moan “mmmmm” that was enough for the one below.
 
In a nano second the pleasure she was deriving from the intertwining of two sexy bodies changed to fear!!
 
“Anju” said Didi
 
The one above was still lost in her own, devouring the body of the sexy elder, she was mauling her boobs and now her hand had gone down to finger the much coveted pussy.
 
“Anju” “Anju” this time calls were more forceful by Didi.
 
Anju came back to her senses, looked at Vicky, who smiled and signaled him to open the blindfold. She complied.
 
Both sets of eyes of mom daughter met.
 
One had pure lust and no shame.
 
The elder one had a heady mixture of lust and shame.
 
Vicky’s eyes had expression of delight only – pure sexual delight.
 
Both the ladies looked at Vicky – one with pure lust and other with mix of shame & lust which was soon turning to lust. Both pairs of eyes were locked on to his magnificient tool which was out in full glory. Anju’s eyes met Vicky’s, he indicated her to wait and watch. She complied.
 
Didi was still puzzled. Vicky got up, lifted the sexy mature lady on his shoulders and moved towards the bathroom. She was impressed with the ease with which he just lifted her. As they entered the bathroom, their only spectator, Anju stood on the door watching her mom’s transition to becoming Vicky’s pet like she had become and was enjoying it to the fullest. He was the best master.
 
Vicky started the shower. He hugged Didi and took his hands to the lovely ass globes. She felt her boobies crushing against his masculine strong chest, by the minute she was holding Vicky a bit tighter like he was her toy. The python was fully awake and hitting her abdomen area. The intertwining of tongues and lips had started. To enhance the pleasure, his cock was gyrating against her pussy lips – making her go weak.
 
Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies. Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he enjoyed it like never before. He continued kissing her with the hands mauling the ass globes. A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love. This was magical – both thought. He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love nest and kissed it continuously. The combined effect of tongue and water on her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch. For balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her pubic region. The young man had just started and the older one was getting jittery.
 
During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the other played with his head hair.
 
The shower continued.
 
He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her feet. From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and stomach. The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and rounds of soap rubs. He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender neck. The creamy white ivory skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.
 
He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso, back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick suck.
 
The shower was off.
 
He also took a soap and both started soaping each other. What an erotic cleansing frenzy both were in. He also believed in “Cleanliness is next to Godliness.”
 
After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with an insatiable sexual hunger. The two pairs of eyes said it all. Didi was standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her. He took the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy. He lifted her one leg and tried to push the dick in. Thanks to the lather lubrication, the dick was easily able to find its way in the lovely pussy. Anju, the super sexy spectator was fingering her pussy.
 
Soon he developed a rhythm, Didi also started gyrating to the beat of the tool hitting her innermost walls. She in turn was hitting the bathroom wall. Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower. He held her shoulders and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her nape of neck. This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that much more pleasurable. Both felt the familiar tingling in their reproductive organs and came at the same time. She shivered and tightened the grip around his waist with her lifted leg. He also withdrew his tool and let the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs. With both legs on ground she felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.
 
Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor. The shower was switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region. He lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and on his tool. The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool back to attention within no time. The contact of wet bodies also helped the soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack. However, he had a change of heart. With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the floor on her back with her legs on his either side. The shower came directly on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away. He moved ahead to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips. The pressure on boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was making her go wild. For good measure he had started fingering her pussy. He was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.
 
He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy. The continued pressure on the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs and boobies was making it too good to be true for her. He continued applying the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons. The kid knew how to go about it. As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking her cunt for good measure. The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was giving her love shivers. After about 10-15minutes of such continued love pressure, she gave in. She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist, her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor. The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy. Her head swayed from side to side and her body shivered. By now Vicky had known the reason of this state. She had cum and he hadn’t. The ‘kid bro’ had cum once and the lady had cummed twice. The boy did have some staying power.
 
Anju too had cummed twice – just by watching the show. She wanted to come forward to taste her mom, but Vicky didn’t let her join. She was itching to join – he was adamant.
 
As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her love juice. He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those. The digits invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his dick on her rear entry. The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder with some fear. He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also on the rear entry and started the invasion.
 
Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up. The inner walls stuck to the beloved tool. He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of the hanging melons. Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third was out and then pushed in. Likewise he started the motion and gained momentum. The tool was hitting her deep. The ass hole invasion meant that she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger. The lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were coming in for some special continued mauling. He again held her mane and continued giving powerful thrusts. She felt the hits becoming harder and she had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the big hits were making her grunt. For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady.
 
Both came at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering, bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it. She felt tired and lay down on the floor. He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole with his rich semen. He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have been covered. Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies intertwined as creepers.
 
The knees were grinding against the bathroom floor and felt some bruises but not threatening enough to ooze blood.

[manigopal]

 
After a brief lull spell of 2-3 minutes, he started again kissing her and playing with her boobies. This made her come in the mood, if any invitation was needed, and she started moaning at a low volume. He moved to shut off the shower.
 
He moved her on top of him to achieve a 69 position. Both set of mouths went to each other’s crotch with a vengeance. The lady was in no mood to prove second to the young man with the big tool. She started sucking the cock. As they say “don’t stroke it – just smoke it.” The smoking was having a very good effect on him. He was in the meanwhile not to be left behind. He continued lapping her pussy lips with his tongue. In order to tease him, she lifted her ass and made him to raise his head further. Not to be left behind, he inserted three fingers in the freshly fucked asshole. This startled her and made her laugh. She said “you rascal” and moved her ass back to the original position. The youngster and the lady continued the licking / sucking of each other’s crotch. She was smoking it and he was licking and biting it. The 69 was not new for him but still very enjoyable, specially with new one, different pussy different taste, smoke by smoke he was getting close to cumming and lick by lick she was about to reach her love climax. And finger by finger Anju was too close to climaxing.
 
The water was still sprinkling for good measure. Both were doing their jobs as experts. The ass was moving up and down to match the licking pattern and the strokes on his tool had become more prolonged. After about 10-15 minutes more fun of licking, the ass movement became a bit furious and she gyrated it with some extra passion. She then pressed her crotch on his face and rubbed it. He felt some wet fluid on his face. She was cumming by the litres and to match her accomplishment even he had cummed. With her drinking his semen he lapped up all the love nectar he could with his tongue. The boy was good – she thought. The lady was a divine fuck – he believed. His face was smeared with her love juices and he continued the onslaught on the pussy for some more time.
 
Both then stood under the shower, kissing, licking, pressing each other’s favourite body parts with the stream of water washing them. This further session of 5-7 minutes of sin washing under the shower ended. By now Anju too was in her birthday suit and hugged her mom and started kissing her – on seeing another mom daughter duo as his pets, Vicky smiled. Only difference, this combo of mom daughter was his Cousin sister and niece.
 
After this nothing was taboo for mom daughter duo when it came to Vicky. Both enjoyed together by becoming each other’s confidante.
 
In the meantime, I was deputed to sort out the tax related matters of some government undertaking in Himachal Pradesh. It was a beautiful town, right in middle of a famous ***** temple and a tourist spot. It was a six month assignment I had to take. Since there was no government guest house, I was given rented accommodation in local town. It was a 2 BHK house made on almost 250sq yard plot with ample open spaces. In fact it was a sort of stand alone house with no house on one side for about 45 mtrs. It was the last house in the row and only had a cliff a few meters from its boundary. Best part of the town was that it was away from the hustle bustle associated with tourist spots but was close enough to have modern infrastructure including a few hotels.
 
Needless to mention Shalini and Sonia both had visited this spot. I too made a few evening-morning trips to Chandigarh which was about 3hrs bus journey to my favourite trio on the days when Mr Sharma was missing. The trio of women did realise that I am fucking all three of them but none broached the topic with me. Infact I used to take pregnant Ritu to gyanae prompting her to believe that I was her husband. Devotion of Ritu towards me was absolute, how would anyone guess when her post marriage surname and mine were same. Shalini and Sonia did come and book hotel rooms and I was a visitor. Life was so kind.
 
Vicky was provided with a male servant to take care of the house and cook meals. He was not full time but used to come in morning and evening only. The town also boasted of a famous Ayurvedic Practitioner. In a short time span I had developed a good rapport with him.
 
My Mama (brother of mom) lived in a town in Punjab, very close to my native maternal village. He was about 8-9 years younger than mom. His wife, my Maami, Anita was about 5-6years younger than him and was about 46-47 years of age. She was a timeless beauty. All of cousins from maternal side had reached a conclusion that Maami had stopped ageing after 34-35. She was very beautiful and had a very seductive voice. Regular work at house meant she had a fit body.
 
One fine day, talking to mom, she revealed that she had early stages of diabetes, not much, but still she wanted to be careful. Was seeking mom’s advice. I had by then told mom about the Ayurvedic practitioner and mom told the same to Maami. Maami may have spoken to Mama and it was agreed that they will come to my make shift hometown and meet that Ayurvedic doctor. Obviously were to stay with me.
 
So Mama and Mami came on a Saturday and on the same evening I took them to the doctor. Being from Ayurvedic school, he trusted his pulse or nabz reading more than the lab reports. He had correctly guessed the blood sugar levels through this pulse reading. Mami had just gone the blood test done for sugar a day before coming. The doctor concluded that he was confident of curing it but for that Mami had to visit him more often on weekly basis. He would give medicines every week and then change the dosage as per his reading the coming week. He asked for Mami to just visit the clinic every mid-week for some checkup for coming 3 weeks. Given the number of visits and him having floored Mama Mami with his diabetes reading prediction, it was decided that Mami would stay with Vicky for the said period and Mama would visit them after every 3-4days. It was about 4.5 hours bus journey from the said place. The only problem was that Mami had brought clothes to at best last 2-3 days not 3 weeks.
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That too was solved as per Vicky’s suggestion to buy clothes from the local market. Mama went back and left Mami to stay with me.
 
A bit more details about Mami. As mentioned, Mami was not fat due to household work, however, what I forgot to mention that she was pretty curvy, yummy set of boobs which formed a delectable cleavage and bubbly round ass. She had a thin sharp nose, lovely round eyes and lush lips and a killer smile. The best part was her voice. Boy was it something? It could turn the best caring voice, best loving voice, best friend’s voice and best seductive voice. She had great command over language. Though she was not and exposer, meaning didn’t wear outlandish clothes to display her body, but knew how to carry her body and wear clothes which made her desirable without being vulgar.
 
As Mami took charge of the house, it was decided that the male servant would only come in the morning to do the cleaning and general housekeeping. Maami was to take care of the rest. Mama had left on Sunday morning itself and it meant I had some time alone with the sexy Mami. Even earlier I found her to be sexy but she was still Mami, my relative, however, encounters with Didi and Niece meant Mami was only a piece of meat to be devoured. I had an off on Monday as well. So on Sunday evening, the talks moved towards my marriage. My marriage was National Topic, I felt, which can bring down our Parliament’s working too.
 
M – Vicky ab shaadi kar le
 
V – Maine nahin roka
 
M – phir
 
V – koi ladki toh haan kare
 
M – kyon nahin karegi, tu sona hai, hatta katta hai, sarkari naukri hai, aur kya chahiye.
 
V – Maami aap hee dhoondh dona koi. Apni jaisee sundar.
 
She blushes.
 
M – kuchh bhi bolta raheta hai tu.
 
V – Ab sach bolo toh maanoge nahin. Waise Mami Mama ki lottery kisne lagwayi thee
 
M – Lottery?
 
V – Itni sundar biwi mili toh lottery hee lagi na.
 
M – Vicky !! Didi ko batati hoon (Didi meaning my mom) ladke se ruka nahin ja raha, shaadi karwa do
 
V – Mami aap jaisee sundar ho toh main toh bhaga ke le jaaun…hahaha
 
She too joined the laughter.
 
V – Maami ek baat toh batao, shaadi se pahele koi bf toh hoga
 
M – chup oye, nahin tha
 
V – Mami aap Ludhiana ki padhi likhi, hot babe. Koi toh hoga.
 
M – nahin thaa.. tang mat kar…(her voice was a give away)
 
I go and sat next to her and casually put an arm around her shoulder and whisper in her ear.
 
V – Maami maan nahin sakta, aap bahut sundar ho, bata do mujhe, kisi ko nahin bataunga.
 
She could feel my breath on her face. She tries to wriggle out, but my grip is firm
 
M – Vicky chhod na….
 
V – Maami batao na…
 
M – achha baba achha …she smiles..but pahele chhod
 
I leave her shoulder sit in front holding her hands in mine.
 
M – tha ek college ka friend.
 
V – Boyfriend
 
She smiles and nods a yes
 
V – Maami phir toh usne khoob movies dikhayin hongi corner seats
 
She smiles again
 
V – maami usne khoob maze kiye honge aapke saath
 
She smiled.
 
V – maami paheli kiss kab ki thee uske saath
 
M – chup oye (and smiles)
 
V – batao na maami
 
M – ek baar college mein classes ke baad, khaali room mein
 
V – maami maza aaya tha
 
M – mmmmm
 
V – sirf kiss pe toh nahin ruka hoga
 
M – maarungi (and smiles)
 
V – aapne tab kya pahena tha
 
M – Salwar kameez
 
V – maami usne wahan haath lagaya tha (I indicated her bossom with my eyes)
 
She looks at me bewildered not expecting such a question.
 
V – batao na maami, kiss pe toh nahin ruka hoga…(I held her hands a bit tighter)
 
M – hmmmm .. tu ruk jaata aisee haalat mein
 
V – Bilkul nahin
 
M – woh bhi nahin ruka
 
V – maami aapki body shuru se hee aisee thee?
 
M - Matlab
 
V – you know Maami, you have a great body
 
Maami smiled and nodded a yes…
 
V – Maami ek baat poochun.. bura toh nahin maanogi
 
M – main samajh rahi hoon tu kya kahega and answer is NO
 
We both laughed aloud…
 
V – maami aaj se hum dono dost?
 
M – pakke dost. Vicky kisi ko mat batana
 
V – promise Maami
 
Saying this I leaned forward and hugged her while in seating position. No malice she felt or thought and it was over.
 
We had a sumptuous dinner cooked by Maami. It was delicious.
 
V – Maami you are a great cook. Tabhi kahe raha hoon apne jaisee dilwa do
 
M – Oye hero mera toh pooch liya apni GF ke baare mein bata.
 
V – Maami abhi koi ek GF nahin hai. Kuchh ke saath setting hai, date wagarah maar leta hoon.
 
M – aisa kyon Vicky
 
V – Bas mami samajh lo aapke bhaanje ko pasand nahin kiya kisi ne. Alag alag time 3 GFs theen but gaadi nahin chali.
 
M – teen teen, wah mere hero. Kaisee theen wo.
 
V – Mast theen but aapke samne zero.
 
M – Achha ji
 
V – Haan ji
 
M – Aisa kya hai mujhme jo unmein nahin tha
 
Every woman wants to hear her praise.
 
V – Aapsi nasheeli aankhen nahin theen…itni gori chitti makhhan malai nahin theen…aise honth nahin thhey…aap jaise nain naksh nahin thhe….aap jaisa figure nahin tha…aur aap jaisee mast aawaaz nahin thee….
 
M – bas Vicky bas (said a smiling and blushing Maami)
 
M – Mere se toh pooch liya, apni GFs ke saath kya kiya
 
V – sab kuchh maami sab kuchh
 
Maami then realized the track the talks were taking and decided to end it.
 
M – Chal so ja, baaki kal karenge
 
V – Ok Maami. Good night
 
M – Good night
 
Though Monday was an off for me due to some festival, I still managed to get up at my usual time and realized that I had a hot visitor in the other room. I knocked at the door, hearing no sound, I went in and saw Mami sleeping in a maxi. The maxi had ridden upto her knees and her posture facilitated the sight of the lovely melons. Not to mess up, I just went back and knocked the door again and called out Maami. She got up this time and opened the door.
 
V – Good morning Maami dost
 
Maami smiles at me on usage of Maami dost and says “Good Morning”
 
M – tu kab utha
 
V – ho gayi thodi der. Aap uth gaye ho toh main apni sair kar aaun
 
M- theek hai
 
I finished my one hour walk and returned, by now Mami had made some tea.
 
M – Chaaye piyega
 
V – Mami main doodh peeta hoon (I said and she could make out that I had a quick look at her boobs) But abhi time hai main thodi exercises kar lun.
 
Then I went ahead with my schedule of push ups, yog aasans.
 
On seeing some yog aasans she smiled
 
M – Vicky tu theek nahin kar raha
 
V – Mami naya naya shuru kiya hai, abhi dhang se nahin aata.
 
M – Mujhe aata hai, main sikha sakti hoon
 
V – Thanks Mami
 
M – But yogaasan wali dress ghar pe hai
 
V – Dress?
 
M – Track pant ya leggings or comfortable top
 
V – Point hai. Aaj meri chhutti hai, din mein shopping phir kal se yogasan
 
M – nahin Vicky nahin.
 
V – Haan Maami haan
 
Well first half of the day got devoted to housekeeping, breakfast etc. Post lunch we went to the market and I bought 3 leggings/yoga pants for Maami and tightish tops for her. The colours were red white and dark grey for yoga pants. Boy did they fit on her posterior and legs. She didn’t realise the sexiness she would ooz. I could and smiled.
 
The Monday evening and night too passed with us having discussions regarding girl friends, boy friends etc. Mami was a great talker and had opinions on many things. I was pleasantly surprised that she too followed cricket, football etc. We had a lot more in common. This was perhaps the first time that I was spending so much time with Mami. She had a great sense of humour too. During our talks, I did mention it to her that she has a very seductive voice. She took the compliment in stride.
 
The male servant was instructed to come in my presence for obvious reasons. My mami was too gorgeous for servant to be alone with her. So when the servant came, Mami was in salwar kameez and nothing untoward occurred and he left. I was to leave for the office when Mami asked if I would come to home for Lunch. Earlier I used to take lunch at office since there was none at home, now given I would have company of a hot Maami I said an obvious yes. So before leaving for the office, I just casually mentioned to Mami that she has enough space and time for her Yogasan. Hoping that it would have the desired effect, I left.
 
As the clock struck 12, I called Mami just to check if Lunch was available and everything ok in general. She told me to come at 1pm for lunch. I was right on time and as she opened the door, it was a jaw dropping momement but I decided to ignore to make her comfortable. She as wearing a red yoga pant with a white top. Hard to explain, yoga pant was hugging her posterior and legs like second skin, could make out her panty outline and also her ass crack. Still decided to ignore. My cock didn’t. The top was basically a t-shirt reaching upto 3-4 inches below her pussy level thereby covering portion of ass as well. T shirt was not very long and ass was well rounded which meant it could cover only half of posterior. I didn’t mind.
 
I talked to her casually and in passing mentioned about her trying the pants and top. She smiled. I wanted to make her comfortable and I guess I did okay since when I again returned in evening, she was in the same dress.
 
V – Maami 23-24 saal ki ladki lag rahi ho is dress mein
 
M – Sach !!! jhoot mat bol
 
V – Ab kaise convince karun
 
She smiled.
 
I picked up a plastic flower from the showpiece pot and got down on one knee in a manner of proposing to her
 
V – Dear young lady, would like to have you as my Girl Friend
 
Mami laughed hysterically and then took the “flower” from me with a smile.
 
As she was preparing tea, I went to kitchen to pick something and sandwiched her between me and slab. She felt my cock on her lush assglobes for 4-5 seconds. I made it look as natural as possible and went back to the room.
 
She brought tea and something to eat. I ate the snacks and just took her hands in my mine and kissed it.
 
V – bahut delicious hain.
 
M- kya
 
V – Snacks aur kya. Aapko laga aapke haath. Woh bhi bure nahin hain
 
M – maar khayega (and she laughed)
 
M – Vicky mujhe aur dress leni hai
 
V – Ok maami but kyon
 
M – ye nahin pahen sakti ghar mein
 
V – kyon
 
M – Samjha kar, kitni tight hain
 
V – Maami aap isme bahut sexy lagti ho. Mama dekhenge toh dubara honeymoon pe le jaayenge
 
M – zaroor le jaayenge (she said sadly highlighting the sarcasm)
 
V – Chalo phir main hee le jaata hoon (I said it to cheer her up)
 
She smiled.
 
As the evening progressed, I got an opportunity and I hugged her from behind.
 
V – Meri girl friend sabse hot hai.
 
Hearing her praise, she just smiled.
 
V – Mami ek request karun?
 
M – Bolo
 
V – Apni sexy voice mein ek baar bol do I love you Vicky .. thoda naughty tareeke se
 
M – kyaa
 
V – Apne boyfriend ke liye itna nahin kar sakte
 
M – Nahin Vicky koi sun lega toh
 
V – kaun sunega hum dono hee toh hain
 
She kept quiet and then “I love you Vicky” in a most sexy voice which bordered on moaning.
 
V – I love you too Mami

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The rest of evening was spent in me being close to Mami and touchin her, holding her more often. She was getting used to it and perhaps enjoying it too. Small towns don’t have much to do at night apart from perhaps making love.
 
The next day too was spent the same way, only difference, it was a white Yogapant when I came for lunch and that was looking more risqué. As I came back in the evening, I had to take Mami to the Ayurvedic doctor clinic for some checkups. Did so and on the way back stood at a famous snacks shop and like every female Mami too had a weak spot for Gol-Gappas. I was not much interested in those Gol-Gappas but Mami took one and fed me. People around us perhaps saw us as a couple and envied me, though would have thought that the girl is elder than the boy. Mami’s dupatta had moved aside bringing to view a glorious cleavage which I ogled at, Mami looked at me a bit anxiously, I leaned into her and whispered “kya karun, meri Girlfriend hai hee itni sexy ki nazar nahin hat ti” she got floored and just smiled.
 
As we were gorging on spicy snacks, a group of 3 boys came and commented about Mami, I was ready to take on them but then Mami stopped me and to make me focus on something else, fed me gol-gappa prompting one joker from the gang of three to comment
 
“hamein bhi khilao gol-gappe koi, khaa lenge”
 
This was too much for me. I went ahead and confronted them, in the melee which other customers too joined in, we beat living daylights out of them but had to take a few lusty blows and was a bit bruised. But it was worth it.
 
As we reached home, Mami got some Dettol and started applying. I managed to bear the pain and smiled.
 
M – hans raha hai
 
V – aur kya karun
 
M – chot lagi hai tujhe
 
V – so what. Aapke liye jaan hazir hai
 
M – kyon ji
 
V – bhool gayin aap meri GF hoi. Meri jaan
 
M – chal hat… and hits me playfully.
 
V – Aur meri jaan lag bhi bahut hot rahi thee
 
M – Achha ji
 
V – haan ji, aapne bhi toh notice kiya tha (I had cornered her by implying that she had seen me eyeing her assets and was fine with it)
 
M – kab dekha
 
V – Maami Gol-Gappe khaate waqt. Waise thank you
 
M – Thank you kyon
 
V – Itne haseen nazaare dikhaane ke liye.
 
She shyly smiled.
 
M – Vicky Thanks aaj mere liye bhidne ka
 
V – Welcome jaan but kya sukha sukha thanks
 
M – sukha sukha, geela kaise karun.
 
V – Bata deta hoon, promise karo aap kisi ko nahin bataoge
 
M – Promise
 
V – Aankhen band karo
 
She complies.
 
I planted a soft kiss on her cheeks very close to her lips.
 
M – ye kya thaa.
 
V – Sukhe ko geela karne ka tareeka
 
She smiled.
 
V - Jab tak aap yahan ho, kya main aapko dekh sakta hoon
 
M – maine kaunsa burqa pahena hai
 
V – aap samajh rahi ho main jo kahe raha hoon. Waise dekh sakta hoon jaise Gol-gappe khaate waqt dekh raha thaa….
 
M – Mujhe roti banana hai (she said and left)
 
As I was watching TV and pondering over day’s proceedings, I saw Mami in the same sexy white Yoga pant and a tightish top showing ample cleavage. I was not the one to leave this opportunity and stood behind ogling at her assets shamelessly. Then I couldn’t control myself and hugged her from behind and said
 
V – Maami can I call you jaan
 
M – Kya
 
V – Ab GF ke liye maan gayi ho toh jaan se kya problem hai
 
M – hmmmm point hai.. but only akele mein
 
V – Love you jaan (I said and gyrated my cock a bit into her ass)
 
M – Control control (and she laughed)
 
V – Nahin hota jaan and I planted a soft kiss on her shoulder
 
M – Vicky (her tone was a bit serious)
 
V – OK Jaan (was the response)
 
I was in two minds, whether to leave her or keep on hugging her. Her lush posterior charms persuaded me to stay there. I kept on hugging her from behind
 
V – Waise I don’t blame those jokers, meri GF is so hot
 
M – buttering
 
V – aap toh ho hee makkhan
 
M – Thanks (she smiled)
 
V – No sookha sookha thanks with me (I said and gave a peck on her neck from behind)
 
She squirmed a bit and smiled.
 
Her squirming caused a bit of friction between her ass and my crotch. Guess she loved it.
 
M – chal Vicky ab jaa
 
V – Nahin jaan
 
M – Vicky jaao
 
V – ok but pahele apni sexy awaaz mein kaho “ I love you Vicky”
 
Maami smiled at my request and then said in a sexy voice.
 
V – Thanks jaan (I said and disengaged)
 
M – sukha sukha thanks
 
I smiled and brought my face forward to receive a peck from her.
 
We had dinner and during the course of conversation I mentioned to her that she can watch movies, I had a collection of DVDs of both Hindi and English classics and many adult ones too. Obviously didn’t mention adult ones. I had a particular manner of keeping my DVDs in their jewel cases so if anyone took them out and kept it back, I could gather from the changed pattern that DVD was taken out and then returned.
 
We “thanked” each other about 3-4 times more till we turned in. Our jokes were now getting a bit more naughtier. During our talk got to know that Maami loved riding a bike but due to Mama had stopped so and seeing my Enfield, she had the urge to ride it. What else could I have asked for, a perfect opportunity to hold her tight from behind.
 
As we went to our respective rooms to sleep, I was thinking of the proceedings of the day and was by&large satisfied. I was stroking my cock thinking of Mami only. I had sworn to myself that before she left I will have tasted her. Either by hook or crook I didn’t care.
 
Suddenly I heard a scream from Mami’s room, I ran to her room, she was standing on the bed and there was a lizard on the floor about 6-7 feet away. She was petrified of Lizards. Another chance for me to become the hero, but this time the creature was not human but poor reptile. I used my heavy sandal to hit Lizard to make it unconscious and then immediately took a polythene and sealed it. The lizard had regained consciousness was trying in vain to get out of bag but failed. Seeing the movement in the bag, saw Mami getting more scared. I threw the bag towards the cliff.
 
Now I noticed Maami, she was wearing a pink nightie, which was pretty decently long coming upto her calves, but was reasonably tightish and was accentuating her curves. It had wide neck and was pretty deep cut. As she was hugging me and my hands were on her back and I realized that she was bra less. I was thanking the poor lizard, and thought of keeping one as pet for Maami to hug me 
 
After a few minutes, she disengaged.
 
M – Thanks Vicky. Mujhe chhipkali se bahut dar lagta hai.
 
V – Mujhe bhi kuchh khaas pasand nahin, zahereeli bhi hotin hain.
 
M – phir bhi tu uske peechhe pad gaya
 
V – ab aapko aise darte dekh aur kya karta
 
M – Thanks Vicky Thanks again
 
I smiled and she brought her face a bit forward.
 
V – Maami ab thoda zyada geela karunga.
 
She smiled and closed her eyes.
 
I leaned to plant my lips on hers and took my tongue to lick her lips. She didn’t part her lips for my tongue to gain entry but could make out she was enjoying the kiss. My hands on her back pulled her in towards me.
 
She tried to move away but I was too strong for her. Also in hindsight I think that she could have protested a bit more vigorously. Though she did not open her lips for tongue penetration but the protests had gone down in intensity a lot. After he felt that she was not protesting much, we disengaged.
 
We both looked at each other with a neutral expression.
 
I said “Ab fees badh gayi hai” (the fees has now increased) “bade kaam ki badi fees”
 
She kept silent and nodded slightly.
 
This time I again lifted her face and kissed her. My ability to kiss made her go weak. She was feeling very weak and then she opened her lips to welcome his tongue. This was the opportunity worth waiting for. I let my tongue probe her mouth. She was reciprocating. The hands were now behind my head mingling with his hair. The eyes closed. She felt I could kiss and here was using all my experience to impress the hot Maami. And impressed did I. She felt the huge difference in the way I kissed and others had. I licked her tongue, her lips, her face and as was about to move down to neck, she stopped me.
 
Mami said “Aaj ke liye itna thanks bahut hai” (enough of thanks today). This was music to my ears.
 
The next morning I left and even while going did mention about movies. On return in the evening saw the Basic Instinct movie been out of position of sorts. So was another of soft porn. I smiled.
 
V – motorcycle chalani hai
 
M – haan but kahan
 
V – Aap tayaar ho jaao, baaki mera kaam hai
 
M – She got ready in a yoga pant andtop and asked me for a jacket since it will be a bit chilly while riding a bike. I gave her something to wear over her top.
 
So here was my sexy Mami in a yogapant and a jacket which did not cover her juicy pussy and ass, ready to ride the bike on Himalayan foothills. I started the bike and took her to a more secluded spot. Roads were good and also less steep.
 
Mami was a good rider and in a few minutes I was confident of her being able to ride on slightly tougher tracks. Having confidence in her, I decided to take her to more difficult terrains which were more secluded. While riding I was glued to her backside. My crotch and her posterior were in close contact.
 
She was being guided by me and we went to one of the finest view points in the vicinity. A place seldom visited but had a breathtaking view.
 
M – lovely view Vicky.. thanks
 
V – maami you ride well.. bullet achhi chalayi
 
M – Thanks. Garmi lag rahi hai
 
V – ye jacket khol do
 
Mami unzips the windcheater jacket she was wearing and lay in front of me. I was ogling at her.
 
M – kya dekh raha hai Vicky
 
V – aapko.
 
M – Vicky tune mujhe mere puraane din yaad dila diye…thanks a lot
 
I just got on top of her and started kissing her unabashedly on her lips. She was agitating a bit. I stopped and politely said “3-4 sookhe thanks ho gaye thhey aur ye toh Thanks a Lot tha”
 
I had my own logic.
 
We kissed for a few minutes. Deep French kiss. I held her boob but hand was pushed away. Had got into sideways position and pressed her ass. That too was discouraged but by the time kiss ended, I groped it 3-4times.
 
She avoided eye contact with me and very soon we departed for home. This time too I maintained contact while sitting.
 
We reached home and she went to her room and changed into salwar kameez and we had a very silent dinner. I didn’t go to her. Next morning too left without saying much.
 
I only came in the evening skipping lunch and giving a curt “meeting mein hoon” response to Maami’s call to check for lunch. Though I was creating tension but was still calm to check on her movie list. Good to know she was falling for English soft porn ones. I did add a double xx rated ones too. The plan was being unleashed.
 
Mami wanted to talk to me but didn’t know how to initiate post her bike ride. A few times she said Thank you for something, but I didn’t initiate a kiss.
 
Then she got a call from Mama that he was coming to visit us and take her to the Ayurvedic doctor. Like a good nephew I escorted them to the doctor and back. In the night I could make out some noise from their room. Next morning Mama left.
 
In the morning, I said Thank you for breakfast and pat came the kiss on my cheeks from Mami. She smiled and looked at me longingly for that approval. I didn’t oblige. The next time I said thanks she gave me a peck on my lips. I gave her a half smile. Don’t know what had changed but seemed had to do a lot with Mami and Mama’s night fight.
 
Who was I to complain?
 
There some mineal thing for which she said thanks, maybe trying to gauge my mood. I didn’t do much apart from giving a peck on her cheek. She looked at me and I left.
 
Unknown to her, before leaving, I had unlocked the door from inside. It was a small door that opened towards the lawn of the house and was generally hidden by a curtain. My guess is Mami didn’t know about it at all. It was in farthest corner of the house but good thing about it was that once in you could see what the person in drawing room was seeing on TV.
 
At around 12noon, Mami called me :
 
M – Vicky kya kar raha hai
 
V – Office mein kaam hai maami, bolo
 
M – Tu mujhse naaraz hai
 
V – Nahin toh maami
 
M – Phir tu aise ukhda ukhda kyon hai. Thanks ka bhi jawab dhang se nahin deta
 
V – hmmmm. Toh meri sexy maami ko meri kisses chahiyen
 
Mami was silent.
 
V – Achha lunch pe aaunga. But ek shart, white wali leggings pahen lena aur top jo hai kamar tak khatm hona chahiye. Khana achha bana toh thanks bhi badiya karunga.
 
M – kya banaun
 
V – jo tum chaho. Par pahenogi wo jo main chahun. Bolo manzoor
 
M – hmmm manzoor hai.
 
So at 1pm I pressed the doorbell and outcame Mami in the dress I had asked her to wear. The lovely white stretchable leggings / yogapant. Very tight around her rounded ass and formed a delectable camel toe in the front. Mami wore a top and tied a knot around the waist.
 
I just hugged her and patted her ass.
 
V – bahut sexy lag rahi ho maami.
 
She smiled.
 
I went to my room and wore only shorts, had removed my underwear too.
 
As I came out, she was bending forward in kitchen to pick something, I just went behind her and spooned her. Didn’t say a word but just let my crotch be in close contact with her ample ass.
 
She definitely would have felt my thick erect cock on her lush posterior. She took a lot of time in getting up.
 
We had lunch together.
 
Thanks Maami lunch bahut swaad hai.
 
M – sookha sookha thanks karega
 
I went to the kitchen disappointing her, kept utensils in sink, washed my hands and came back to her.
 
V – Kya lagta hai jaan
 
M – Mujhe nahin pata
 
I asked her to come to me and kissed her bang on lips.
 
V – Maami tu maal hai
 
She smiled. My hands kept their coverage area intact on her lovely rounded assglobes.
 
I almost dry humped her.
 
V – maami meri banogi, yahan ki stay yaadgaar ho jaayegi
 
She kept silent.
 
I brought one of my used vest, it was a sleeveless man vest. Pretty tight but comfortable. Gave it to Mami
 
V – Shaam ko jab aaun tab is legging ke saath sirf ye pahene milna.
 
M – hmmmmm
 
I left without doing or saying anything else.
 
At about 2.30pm she called me again
 
M – Vicky
 
V – ji maami
 
M – theek thaak pahunch gaya tha
 
V – ji maami
 
M – good
 
V – maami
 
M - haan
 
V – bas yahi poochna tha
 
Maami fumbles
 
V – you looked hot mami. Maami waise aapko pasand aaya tha jab main aapke peeche chipka hua tha kitchen mein
 
M – koi baat nahin
 
V – maami u have a sexy ass
 
Maami smiles but stays silent
 
V – maami mere liye ek baar ek haath apni ass pe rakkho
 
M – kyon
 
V – rakkho na
 
M – le rakh diya
 
V – ab press karo
 
M – kar diya
 
V – pyaar se
 
M – hmmm
 
V – socho mere haath hain
M – hmmmmmmmm
 
V – maza aa raha hai ?
 
M – hmmmmmmmmmmm
 
The call ends.
 
Maami was on fire now, wanted something to quench her thirst. Sexual thirst.
 
She siffed through some of the DVDs of movies and picked up one double rated. It was one of my favourites, off went her leggings and top, she was in her panties only and that too with one hand catering to her vaginal needs.
 
I had guessed correctly and went back home to enter from the back door and as I moved towards the living room, could hear her moans and that of the actress on display. My maami looked sexier. She was rubbing her nipples and pussy and had eyes closed and was moaning “aah aaah aaah Vicky”
 
I smiled and my cock swelled with a combo of pride and blood circulation. Without making any noise, I got into my birthday suit and first made a video of her in that state and subsequently picked up her clothes.
 
V – lovely maami jaan
 
She got startled and looked at me.
 
M – Vicky kapde de (tried to grab clothes and then started to run towards her room)
 
I chased her and held her by her hair.
 
V – kahaan jaa rahi ho maami jaan.
 
She vinced in pain and screamed.
 
I hugged her tight.
 
M – Vicky chhod de
 
I let her go but held her mane.
 
V – Jaan soch le, mere paas tera video hai. Agar meri baat maanegi toh izzat bhi bachi rahegi or maze bhi milenge ya phir soch le. Net pe daal doonga chup chaap.
 
M – Vicky nahin net pe nahin
 
V – toh phir
 
M – Main teri maami hoon
 
V – par tu saali maal hai aur abhi mera naam le rahi thee
 
I sat on the sofa and asked her to get water. She wanted her clothes, I let her have them. She just wore my vest and the leggings. She got water for me, I drank some and threw rest on the vest she wore, it showed her nipples.
 
She turned around in shame.
 
Now I went behind her and started his ever trustworthy strategy of kissing the nape of the neck and boobs press. As if it registered now, she tried to get away from him which resulted in heavy rubbing between his crotch and her ass. He was not the one to lose this opportunity. He pinned her down on the adjacent dining table and started licking her neck. She was bent backwards and his legs were on either side of hers. She was trying to wriggle away but was not shouting as her mouth was not pressed. Vicky in the meanwhile was licking her with some force and pace making her go weaker by the second in her resolve.
 
He pushed her arms over her head and held both slim wrists in one big hand and the other one went down south to give pleasure to her pussy lips. Even from above the leggings he made her squirm. He placed himself in such a manner that now he was kissing her bang on lips with the hand rubbing her clit very rough. Her resistance had by then assumed proportions of the token lip service offered by our politicians. After persuing for a couple more minutes he got up leaving her gasping for breath and more love. If there was victorious look in his eyes, hers were not showing any anger or remorse either.
 
He looked at her in her ravished state. She smiled for the first time and said “I know tere paas mera video hai aur tujhe mera jism chahiye.
 
He now relaxed knowing that now she was hers. She tried to pick her remaining clothes but he said “koi nahin aayega – aisey hee raho” (none will come – stay like this)
 
So here was the coveted Maami wearing an overexposing vest and a legging and roaming freely in her home with her nephew who is ready to fuck her brains out. He pulled her in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She reciprocated and both indulged in the saliva exchanging project. The kisses had started becoming longer, passionate and the tongues were exploring each other much deeper. After they disengaged he held her in her embrace showing his dominance and control over her.
 
Now he went behind her and cupped her boobs. She also matched it by pushing her ass into his crotch. He was now planting a serious bout of kisses and boob presses bringing extreme pleasures to the gorgeous housewife. The guy was very skilful, she thought and was pleased. She was now on the point of on return. Her sexual urges, unfulfilled for quite some time now had taken over the semi-pious housewife role that she played.
 
He tore open the vest to see the twin peaks of glory and was mesimerised by the sight bringing pride in her eyes of having the ability to have a young male in trance even at her age. Females always feel proud of such acts and she was no exception. By now the scene was set. He lifted her over his shoulder and took her to her master bedroom. He wanted to own her and fuck her on his bed to show his control. She was not complaining either. Off went the leggings and came to view a satin panty of pink colour which was also on its downward journey in a few seconds.
 
Before his eyes lay the beautiful specimen of a female form. He was oscillating his vision between the clean shaven pussy lips and the boobs and then went for his ever tried and tested routine of boob kiss and lick and digit insertion in her pussy. The round movement of his index finger was making her go crazy like hell. Her nipples had become rock hard and her pussy was about to start dripping.
 
Her eyes were semi closed and she was moving her head from side to side. He then moved to lick her pussy and started lapping up all the juice on offer.
 
He fucked her in missionary position. (Not elaborating this part but their adventure in the bathroom)
 
She had the best fuck ever and she was wanting more but had to first work for their food. She called up Domino’s for home delivery of some food. His skill, his stamina and more over his cock had bought her hook line and sinker. She was his doll now.
 
After about 40mins, the delivery boy came to deliver the dinner and Vicky went to collect it only wearing his trousers. He was the man incharge and paid the delivery boy and gave him some tip as well.
 
The naked Maami moved to the kitchen to get some utensils.
 
He lay on the bed with his back against backrest and was in a semi-upright position. They had ordered pizzas and she was there with plates etc. He asked her to keep them aside and ordered the naked lady to sit on his lap. She obeyed.
 
Slice by slice the veg pizza went in, lick by lick he took off all the sauce he had spilled on her boobs, the cheese spilled on her navel. The pepper and chilli sachets given were liberally spread both over pizzas and the nude beauty. The lady had indeed became the spicy beauty. He was finding the spices hitting his tongue but the sheer audacity and the naughtiness of licking spices off the body of a mature beauty was too tempting for him to be ignored.
 
By now event the Maami’s skin had started burning due to the chilli powder flakes and the same of the peppers. To soothe her skin he brought out the ice cubes and rubbed the parts experiencing the chilli flakes. The sensitive nippies and the navel were the ones who bore the onslaught of the flakes and they were the ones now experiencing the icy cool treatment. If the ice was soothing the burning sensations of the skin it was creating havoc in the freshly fucked beauty’s mind with the sensations of licking, ice, burning sensation of flakes providing an exotic sexual cocktail for her to endure. She was shaking her head from side to side unable to control her excited state and started kissing the “kid” or the “master.”
 
The master had understood her state and tried to prolong her sexual agony for some more time.

[manigopal]

 
He continued rubbing ice on her sensitive and burning skin and bringing in the icy factor on the burning effects. An ice cube was focused on her hairless pussy and was rubbed with a great vengeance. The freshly fucked pussy lips were happy to have such an assault on them and stiffened in excitement. At times the ice cube would wander on the nearby sensitive areas of her inner thighs and at other times it will try to penetrate deep into the pussy.
 
The other ice cube was wholly responsible for creating a havoc on her boobs and nippies. If this was not the Chinese torture then god knew what it was. The nippies had become erect and stiff in anticipation of being sucked which was not coming. She was pushing her pelvic region up & down matching the movements of his hands and so was her heavy bosom moving into an up&down simple harmonic motion. Her eyes were now semi closed and she was holding to his arms for support. The sweat was building up despite the room cooler providing the much need relief, much cooler owing to sudden showers bringing the temperature down. Nobody in her sexual escapades had used her body this way and she was not complaining. Her body arched and the movement of her ass became a bit more vehement and violent indicating her cumming. The 5-7 minute rubs had brought the mature lady cumming from the hands of her neph
 
The rest of evening was spent in me being close to Mami and touchin her, holding her more often. She was getting used to it and perhaps enjoying it too. Small towns don’t have much to do at night apart from perhaps making love.
 
The next day too was spent the same way, only difference, it was a white Yogapant when I came for lunch and that was looking more risqué. As I came back in the evening, I had to take Mami to the Ayurvedic doctor clinic for some checkups. Did so and on the way back stood at a famous snacks shop and like every female Mami too had a weak spot for Gol-Gappas. I was not much interested in those Gol-Gappas but Mami took one and fed me. People around us perhaps saw us as a couple and envied me, though would have thought that the girl is elder than the boy. Mami’s dupatta had moved aside bringing to view a glorious cleavage which I ogled at, Mami looked at me a bit anxiously, I leaned into her and whispered “kya karun, meri Girlfriend hai hee itni sexy ki nazar nahin hat ti” she got floored and just smiled.
 
As we were gorging on spicy snacks, a group of 3 boys came and commented about Mami, I was ready to take on them but then Mami stopped me and to make me focus on something else, fed me gol-gappa prompting one joker from the gang of three to comment
 
“hamein bhi khilao gol-gappe koi, khaa lenge”
 
This was too much for me. I went ahead and confronted them, in the melee which other customers too joined in, we beat living daylights out of them but had to take a few lusty blows and was a bit bruised. But it was worth it.
 
As we reached home, Mami got some Dettol and started applying. I managed to bear the pain and smiled.
 
M – hans raha hai
 
V – aur kya karun
 
M – chot lagi hai tujhe
 
V – so what. Aapke liye jaan hazir hai
 
M – kyon ji
 
V – bhool gayin aap meri GF hoi. Meri jaan
 
M – chal hat… and hits me playfully.
 
V – Aur meri jaan lag bhi bahut hot rahi thee
 
M – Achha ji
 
V – haan ji, aapne bhi toh notice kiya tha (I had cornered her by implying that she had seen me eyeing her assets and was fine with it)
 
M – kab dekha
 
V – Maami Gol-Gappe khaate waqt. Waise thank you
 
M – Thank you kyon
 
V – Itne haseen nazaare dikhaane ke liye.
 
She shyly smiled.
 
M – Vicky Thanks aaj mere liye bhidne ka
 
V – Welcome jaan but kya sukha sukha thanks
 
M – sukha sukha, geela kaise karun.
 
V – Bata deta hoon, promise karo aap kisi ko nahin bataoge
 
M – Promise
 
V – Aankhen band karo
 
She complies.
 
I planted a soft kiss on her cheeks very close to her lips.
 
M – ye kya thaa.
 
V – Sukhe ko geela karne ka tareeka
 
She smiled.
 
V - Jab tak aap yahan ho, kya main aapko dekh sakta hoon
 
M – maine kaunsa burqa pahena hai
 
V – aap samajh rahi ho main jo kahe raha hoon. Waise dekh sakta hoon jaise Gol-gappe khaate waqt dekh raha thaa….
 
M – Mujhe roti banana hai (she said and left)
 
As I was watching TV and pondering over day’s proceedings, I saw Mami in the same sexy white Yoga pant and a tightish top showing ample cleavage. I was not the one to leave this opportunity and stood behind ogling at her assets shamelessly. Then I couldn’t control myself and hugged her from behind and said
 
V – Maami can I call you jaan
 
M – Kya
 
V – Ab GF ke liye maan gayi ho toh jaan se kya problem hai
 
M – hmmmm point hai.. but only akele mein
 
V – Love you jaan (I said and gyrated my cock a bit into her ass)
 
M – Control control (and she laughed)
 
V – Nahin hota jaan and I planted a soft kiss on her shoulder
 
M – Vicky (her tone was a bit serious)
 
V – OK Jaan (was the response)
 
I was in two minds, whether to leave her or keep on hugging her. Her lush posterior charms persuaded me to stay there. I kept on hugging her from behind
 
V – Waise I don’t blame those jokers, meri GF is so hot
 
M – buttering
 
V – aap toh ho hee makkhan
 
M – Thanks (she smiled)
 
V – No sookha sookha thanks with me (I said and gave a peck on her neck from behind)
 
She squirmed a bit and smiled.
 
Her squirming caused a bit of friction between her ass and my crotch. Guess she loved it.
 
M – chal Vicky ab jaa
 
V – Nahin jaan
 
M – Vicky jaao
 
V – ok but pahele apni sexy awaaz mein kaho “ I love you Vicky”
 
Maami smiled at my request and then said in a sexy voice.
 
V – Thanks jaan (I said and disengaged)
 
M – sukha sukha thanks
 
I smiled and brought my face forward to receive a peck from her.
 
We had dinner and during the course of conversation I mentioned to her that she can watch movies, I had a collection of DVDs of both Hindi and English classics and many adult ones too. Obviously didn’t mention adult ones. I had a particular manner of keeping my DVDs in their jewel cases so if anyone took them out and kept it back, I could gather from the changed pattern that DVD was taken out and then returned.
 
We “thanked” each other about 3-4 times more till we turned in. Our jokes were now getting a bit more naughtier. During our talk got to know that Maami loved riding a bike but due to Mama had stopped so and seeing my Enfield, she had the urge to ride it. What else could I have asked for, a perfect opportunity to hold her tight from behind.
 
As we went to our respective rooms to sleep, I was thinking of the proceedings of the day and was by&large satisfied. I was stroking my cock thinking of Mami only. I had sworn to myself that before she left I will have tasted her. Either by hook or crook I didn’t care.
 
Suddenly I heard a scream from Mami’s room, I ran to her room, she was standing on the bed and there was a lizard on the floor about 6-7 feet away. She was petrified of Lizards. Another chance for me to become the hero, but this time the creature was not human but poor reptile. I used my heavy sandal to hit Lizard to make it unconscious and then immediately took a polythene and sealed it. The lizard had regained consciousness was trying in vain to get out of bag but failed. Seeing the movement in the bag, saw Mami getting more scared. I threw the bag towards the cliff.
 
Now I noticed Maami, she was wearing a pink nightie, which was pretty decently long coming upto her calves, but was reasonably tightish and was accentuating her curves. It had wide neck and was pretty deep cut. As she was hugging me and my hands were on her back and I realized that she was bra less. I was thanking the poor lizard, and thought of keeping one as pet for Maami to hug me 
 
After a few minutes, she disengaged.
 
M – Thanks Vicky. Mujhe chhipkali se bahut dar lagta hai.
 
V – Mujhe bhi kuchh khaas pasand nahin, zahereeli bhi hotin hain.
 
M – phir bhi tu uske peechhe pad gaya
 
V – ab aapko aise darte dekh aur kya karta
 
M – Thanks Vicky Thanks again
 
I smiled and she brought her face a bit forward.
 
V – Maami ab thoda zyada geela karunga.
 
She smiled and closed her eyes.
 
I leaned to plant my lips on hers and took my tongue to lick her lips. She didn’t part her lips for my tongue to gain entry but could make out she was enjoying the kiss. My hands on her back pulled her in towards me.
 
She tried to move away but I was too strong for her. Also in hindsight I think that she could have protested a bit more vigorously. Though she did not open her lips for tongue penetration but the protests had gone down in intensity a lot. After he felt that she was not protesting much, we disengaged.
 
We both looked at each other with a neutral expression.
 
I said “Ab fees badh gayi hai” (the fees has now increased) “bade kaam ki badi fees”
 
She kept silent and nodded slightly.
 
This time I again lifted her face and kissed her. My ability to kiss made her go weak. She was feeling very weak and then she opened her lips to welcome his tongue. This was the opportunity worth waiting for. I let my tongue probe her mouth. She was reciprocating. The hands were now behind my head mingling with his hair. The eyes closed. She felt I could kiss and here was using all my experience to impress the hot Maami. And impressed did I. She felt the huge difference in the way I kissed and others had. I licked her tongue, her lips, her face and as was about to move down to neck, she stopped me.
 
Mami said “Aaj ke liye itna thanks bahut hai” (enough of thanks today). This was music to my ears.
 
The next morning I left and even while going did mention about movies. On return in the evening saw the Basic Instinct movie been out of position of sorts. So was another of soft porn. I smiled.
 
V – motorcycle chalani hai
 
M – haan but kahan
 
V – Aap tayaar ho jaao, baaki mera kaam hai
 
M – She got ready in a yoga pant andtop and asked me for a jacket since it will be a bit chilly while riding a bike. I gave her something to wear over her top.
 
So here was my sexy Mami in a yogapant and a jacket which did not cover her juicy pussy and ass, ready to ride the bike on Himalayan foothills. I started the bike and took her to a more secluded spot. Roads were good and also less steep.
 
Mami was a good rider and in a few minutes I was confident of her being able to ride on slightly tougher tracks. Having confidence in her, I decided to take her to more difficult terrains which were more secluded. While riding I was glued to her backside. My crotch and her posterior were in close contact.
 
She was being guided by me and we went to one of the finest view points in the vicinity. A place seldom visited but had a breathtaking view.
 
M – lovely view Vicky.. thanks
 
V – maami you ride well.. bullet achhi chalayi
 
M – Thanks. Garmi lag rahi hai
 
V – ye jacket khol do
 
Mami unzips the windcheater jacket she was wearing and lay in front of me. I was ogling at her.
 
M – kya dekh raha hai Vicky
 
V – aapko.
 
M – Vicky tune mujhe mere puraane din yaad dila diye…thanks a lot
 
I just got on top of her and started kissing her unabashedly on her lips. She was agitating a bit. I stopped and politely said “3-4 sookhe thanks ho gaye thhey aur ye toh Thanks a Lot tha”
 
I had my own logic.
 
We kissed for a few minutes. Deep French kiss. I held her boob but hand was pushed away. Had got into sideways position and pressed her ass. That too was discouraged but by the time kiss ended, I groped it 3-4times.
 
She avoided eye contact with me and very soon we departed for home. This time too I maintained contact while sitting.
 
We reached home and she went to her room and changed into salwar kameez and we had a very silent dinner. I didn’t go to her. Next morning too left without saying much.
 
I only came in the evening skipping lunch and giving a curt “meeting mein hoon” response to Maami’s call to check for lunch. Though I was creating tension but was still calm to check on her movie list. Good to know she was falling for English soft porn ones. I did add a double xx rated ones too. The plan was being unleashed.
 
Mami wanted to talk to me but didn’t know how to initiate post her bike ride. A few times she said Thank you for something, but I didn’t initiate a kiss.
 
Then she got a call from Mama that he was coming to visit us and take her to the Ayurvedic doctor. Like a good nephew I escorted them to the doctor and back. In the night I could make out some noise from their room. Next morning Mama left.
 
In the morning, I said Thank you for breakfast and pat came the kiss on my cheeks from Mami. She smiled and looked at me longingly for that approval. I didn’t oblige. The next time I said thanks she gave me a peck on my lips. I gave her a half smile. Don’t know what had changed but seemed had to do a lot with Mami and Mama’s night fight.
 
Who was I to complain?
 
There some mineal thing for which she said thanks, maybe trying to gauge my mood. I didn’t do much apart from giving a peck on her cheek. She looked at me and I left.
 
Unknown to her, before leaving, I had unlocked the door from inside. It was a small door that opened towards the lawn of the house and was generally hidden by a curtain. My guess is Mami didn’t know about it at all. It was in farthest corner of the house but good thing about it was that once in you could see what the person in drawing room was seeing on TV.
 
At around 12noon, Mami called me :
 
M – Vicky kya kar raha hai
 
V – Office mein kaam hai maami, bolo
 
M – Tu mujhse naaraz hai
 
V – Nahin toh maami
 
M – Phir tu aise ukhda ukhda kyon hai. Thanks ka bhi jawab dhang se nahin deta
 
V – hmmmm. Toh meri sexy maami ko meri kisses chahiyen
 
Mami was silent.
 
V – Achha lunch pe aaunga. But ek shart, white wali leggings pahen lena aur top jo hai kamar tak khatm hona chahiye. Khana achha bana toh thanks bhi badiya karunga.
 
M – kya banaun
 
V – jo tum chaho. Par pahenogi wo jo main chahun. Bolo manzoor
 
M – hmmm manzoor hai.
 
So at 1pm I pressed the doorbell and outcame Mami in the dress I had asked her to wear. The lovely white stretchable leggings / yogapant. Very tight around her rounded ass and formed a delectable camel toe in the front. Mami wore a top and tied a knot around the waist.
 
I just hugged her and patted her ass.
 
V – bahut sexy lag rahi ho maami.
 
She smiled.
 
I went to my room and wore only shorts, had removed my underwear too.
 
As I came out, she was bending forward in kitchen to pick something, I just went behind her and spooned her. Didn’t say a word but just let my crotch be in close contact with her ample ass.
 
She definitely would have felt my thick erect cock on her lush posterior. She took a lot of time in getting up.
 
We had lunch together.
 
Thanks Maami lunch bahut swaad hai.
 
M – sookha sookha thanks karega
 
I went to the kitchen disappointing her, kept utensils in sink, washed my hands and came back to her.
 
V – Kya lagta hai jaan
 
M – Mujhe nahin pata
 
I asked her to come to me and kissed her bang on lips.
 
V – Maami tu maal hai
 
She smiled. My hands kept their coverage area intact on her lovely rounded assglobes.
 
I almost dry humped her.
 
V – maami meri banogi, yahan ki stay yaadgaar ho jaayegi
 
She kept silent.
 
I brought one of my used vest, it was a sleeveless man vest. Pretty tight but comfortable. Gave it to Mami
 
V – Shaam ko jab aaun tab is legging ke saath sirf ye pahene milna.
 
M – hmmmmm
 
I left without doing or saying anything else.
 
At about 2.30pm she called me again
 
M – Vicky
 
V – ji maami
 
M – theek thaak pahunch gaya tha
 
V – ji maami
 
M – good
 
V – maami
 
M - haan
 
V – bas yahi poochna tha
 
Maami fumbles
 
V – you looked hot mami. Maami waise aapko pasand aaya tha jab main aapke peeche chipka hua tha kitchen mein
 
M – koi baat nahin
 
V – maami u have a sexy ass
 
Maami smiles but stays silent
 
V – maami mere liye ek baar ek haath apni ass pe rakkho
 
M – kyon
 
V – rakkho na
 
M – le rakh diya
 
V – ab press karo
 
M – kar diya
 
V – pyaar se
 
M – hmmm
 
V – socho mere haath hain
M – hmmmmmmmm
 
V – maza aa raha hai ?
 
M – hmmmmmmmmmmm
 
The call ends.
 
Maami was on fire now, wanted something to quench her thirst. Sexual thirst.
 
She siffed through some of the DVDs of movies and picked up one double rated. It was one of my favourites, off went her leggings and top, she was in her panties only and that too with one hand catering to her vaginal needs.
 
I had guessed correctly and went back home to enter from the back door and as I moved towards the living room, could hear her moans and that of the actress on display. My maami looked sexier. She was rubbing her nipples and pussy and had eyes closed and was moaning “aah aaah aaah Vicky”
 
I smiled and my cock swelled with a combo of pride and blood circulation. Without making any noise, I got into my birthday suit and first made a video of her in that state and subsequently picked up her clothes.
 
V – lovely maami jaan
 
She got startled and looked at me.
 
M – Vicky kapde de (tried to grab clothes and then started to run towards her room)
 
I chased her and held her by her hair.
 
V – kahaan jaa rahi ho maami jaan.
 
She vinced in pain and screamed.
 
I hugged her tight.
 
M – Vicky chhod de
 
I let her go but held her mane.
 
V – Jaan soch le, mere paas tera video hai. Agar meri baat maanegi toh izzat bhi bachi rahegi or maze bhi milenge ya phir soch le. Net pe daal doonga chup chaap.
 
M – Vicky nahin net pe nahin
 
V – toh phir
 
M – Main teri maami hoon
 
V – par tu saali maal hai aur abhi mera naam le rahi thee
 
I sat on the sofa and asked her to get water. She wanted her clothes, I let her have them. She just wore my vest and the leggings. She got water for me, I drank some and threw rest on the vest she wore, it showed her nipples.
 
She turned around in shame.
 
Now I went behind her and started his ever trustworthy strategy of kissing the nape of the neck and boobs press. As if it registered now, she tried to get away from him which resulted in heavy rubbing between his crotch and her ass. He was not the one to lose this opportunity. He pinned her down on the adjacent dining table and started licking her neck. She was bent backwards and his legs were on either side of hers. She was trying to wriggle away but was not shouting as her mouth was not pressed. Vicky in the meanwhile was licking her with some force and pace making her go weaker by the second in her resolve.
 
He pushed her arms over her head and held both slim wrists in one big hand and the other one went down south to give pleasure to her pussy lips. Even from above the leggings he made her squirm. He placed himself in such a manner that now he was kissing her bang on lips with the hand rubbing her clit very rough. Her resistance had by then assumed proportions of the token lip service offered by our politicians. After persuing for a couple more minutes he got up leaving her gasping for breath and more love. If there was victorious look in his eyes, hers were not showing any anger or remorse either.
 
He looked at her in her ravished state. She smiled for the first time and said “I know tere paas mera video hai aur tujhe mera jism chahiye.
 
He now relaxed knowing that now she was hers. She tried to pick her remaining clothes but he said “koi nahin aayega – aisey hee raho” (none will come – stay like this)
 
So here was the coveted Maami wearing an overexposing vest and a legging and roaming freely in her home with her nephew who is ready to fuck her brains out. He pulled her in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. She reciprocated and both indulged in the saliva exchanging project. The kisses had started becoming longer, passionate and the tongues were exploring each other much deeper. After they disengaged he held her in her embrace showing his dominance and control over her.
 
Now he went behind her and cupped her boobs. She also matched it by pushing her ass into his crotch. He was now planting a serious bout of kisses and boob presses bringing extreme pleasures to the gorgeous housewife. The guy was very skilful, she thought and was pleased. She was now on the point of on return. Her sexual urges, unfulfilled for quite some time now had taken over the semi-pious housewife role that she played.
 
He tore open the vest to see the twin peaks of glory and was mesimerised by the sight bringing pride in her eyes of having the ability to have a young male in trance even at her age. Females always feel proud of such acts and she was no exception. By now the scene was set. He lifted her over his shoulder and took her to her master bedroom. He wanted to own her and fuck her on his bed to show his control. She was not complaining either. Off went the leggings and came to view a satin panty of pink colour which was also on its downward journey in a few seconds.
 
Before his eyes lay the beautiful specimen of a female form. He was oscillating his vision between the clean shaven pussy lips and the boobs and then went for his ever tried and tested routine of boob kiss and lick and digit insertion in her pussy. The round movement of his index finger was making her go crazy like hell. Her nipples had become rock hard and her pussy was about to start dripping.
 
Her eyes were semi closed and she was moving her head from side to side. He then moved to lick her pussy and started lapping up all the juice on offer.
 
He fucked her in missionary position. (Not elaborating this part but their adventure in the bathroom)
 
She had the best fuck ever and she was wanting more but had to first work for their food. She called up Domino’s for home delivery of some food. His skill, his stamina and more over his cock had bought her hook line and sinker. She was his doll now.
 
After about 40mins, the delivery boy came to deliver the dinner and Vicky went to collect it only wearing his trousers. He was the man incharge and paid the delivery boy and gave him some tip as well.
 
The naked Maami moved to the kitchen to get some utensils.
 
He lay on the bed with his back against backrest and was in a semi-upright position. They had ordered pizzas and she was there with plates etc. He asked her to keep them aside and ordered the naked lady to sit on his lap. She obeyed.
 
Slice by slice the veg pizza went in, lick by lick he took off all the sauce he had spilled on her boobs, the cheese spilled on her navel. The pepper and chilli sachets given were liberally spread both over pizzas and the nude beauty. The lady had indeed became the spicy beauty. He was finding the spices hitting his tongue but the sheer audacity and the naughtiness of licking spices off the body of a mature beauty was too tempting for him to be ignored.
 
By now event the Maami’s skin had started burning due to the chilli powder flakes and the same of the peppers. To soothe her skin he brought out the ice cubes and rubbed the parts experiencing the chilli flakes. The sensitive nippies and the navel were the ones who bore the onslaught of the flakes and they were the ones now experiencing the icy cool treatment. If the ice was soothing the burning sensations of the skin it was creating havoc in the freshly fucked beauty’s mind with the sensations of licking, ice, burning sensation of flakes providing an exotic sexual cocktail for her to endure. She was shaking her head from side to side unable to control her excited state and started kissing the “kid” or the “master.”
 
The master had understood her state and tried to prolong her sexual agony for some more time.
 
He continued rubbing ice on her sensitive and burning skin and bringing in the icy factor on the burning effects. An ice cube was focused on her hairless pussy and was rubbed with a great vengeance. The freshly fucked pussy lips were happy to have such an assault on them and stiffened in excitement. At times the ice cube would wander on the nearby sensitive areas of her inner thighs and at other times it will try to penetrate deep into the pussy.
 
The other ice cube was wholly responsible for creating a havoc on her boobs and nippies. If this was not the Chinese torture then god knew what it was. The nippies had become erect and stiff in anticipation of being sucked which was not coming. She was pushing her pelvic region up & down matching the movements of his hands and so was her heavy bosom moving into an up&down simple harmonic motion. Her eyes were now semi closed and she was holding to his arms for support. The sweat was building up despite the room cooler providing the much need relief, much cooler owing to sudden showers bringing the temperature down. Nobody in her sexual escapades had used her body this way and she was not complaining. Her body arched and the movement of her ass became a bit more vehement and violent indicating her cumming. The 5-7 minute rubs had brought the mature lady cumming from the hands of her nephew
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After she came just being abused by ice cubes and chilli flakes she was thinking how exciting it was for her. It was the first time that she came in by icy touches only. The young man knew how to make love definitely.
 
As she was still thinking and looking at oblivion, the nephew master picked her up and took her to the bathroom and lay her down on the bathroom tiled floor. The shower was turned on with the jet streams focused on her boobs. Maami had by now not recovered from the flakes and ice induced orgasm that the water droplets started getting her back in the groove for another round. The nippies took liking to liquid form of water soon after having touched the solid form (ice) of the same. The water droplets were hitting the two mammaries and deflecting in all directlions much akin to the dispersement of water after hitting rocks at the bottom of the waterfall.
 
The bathroom had modern fittings. It had an attachment of a hand held shower as well. Vicky picked it up and removed whatever there was and stood on top of her naked. He aimed the hand held shower on his cock and he cock was directly abover her face. The slut that maami had become was lapping up the water trails coming down from his cock. It was akin to her drinking his pee. This was the final submission both for him and her. By this slutty act she had confirmed, if any confirmation was necessary, that she was all his for the taking.
 
So many before her had become submissive and so many after her will become submissive to him. He had learnt that the fairer sex wanted to be dominated and dominating came to him very easily. He picked up a bar of soap and rubbed his crotch area. The lather formed was washed away downwards only too be met by the rubbing of boobs at his ankle by Maami. Maami’s slutiness was something to behold. It was as if the slut in her was waiting to be set free by him. As the slutty spirit soared high the more unhibited slut she became. The genie was out of the bottle.
 
The lady’s mouth had reached his cock and had started sucking it. The tongue was licking the knob. She was doing it pretty expertly and had taken it to as a fish takes to water. She was sucking it very nicely and ensuring that her teeth do not touch the piston. He was also pressing her head slightly towards his crotch. Her hand was cupping his balls and gently massaging it. The feeling of her soft fingers on his balls was too exciting. As if on cue, she left his cock went down to lick his balls. She was licking the underside of his scrotal sack and boy was it some feeling. All the while, the hand held shower was drenching both. The effect Maami had on him. If Maami had cummed a short while back by his expert use of ice cubes and chilli/pepper flakes, it was now his turn to cum without having fucked her.
 
The slut in her lapped up all the semen he generarted gleefully and when he pointed the shower at her face, she opened her mouth to drink in water and splurge out a mix of his semen and water. It was one wanton sight of the slut taking over the lady. He saw her sexually content face and concluded that the sexual monster had awakened and she will from now on go out all hog to fulfill her sexual urge. She had by now entangled with his leg like a creeper and was inching towards the cock. He had in the meanwhile focused the shower on her ass globes and the sight was akin to feeding the roots of the creeper.
 
He picked her up and kissed her lips for quite some time. He wanted to control the things and let it go his way. The impact of heavy kisses was great on her and she melted into him. He picked up the bar of soap and started rubbing on her. This became a game for both as she too picked another one and started rubbing on her. After lathering his chest she moved for his cock and he after lathering her back moved for her boobies. They continued their special attention to their favourite part of each other’s anatomy. He had more choices, now the soap bar moved to her ass and then took a turn to reach her pussy. She in the meanwhile was still concentrating on the piston of pleasure.
 
The rub effect on the pussy was very exciting for her. Mama never ventured out of the routine sex and his nephew was toying with her. He then held her in his embrace and let the hands rest of her ass globes and drew circles on the lather rich posterior. The bodies still covered in soap lather were now again involved in smooching sessions. This time they moved under the shower fixed on the wall. The water streams fell on their heads and found its way to the floor after following the trail on the intertwined bodies. The water streams were unison in their downward journey to the bathroom tiles but pretty divergent on the routes being taken. As the water poured on them, the lather got lesser and lesser and exposed more of their skins. The skins glowed a lot owing to the heady combination of sex and passion.
 
He got the hand held shower close to her pussy and let the jet streams hit her pussy lips deep and hard. There were many firsts today and this was one of them. She could feel the force of water jet and it was a much different feeling that she had felt in her pussy all her life. To increase the fun, she had parted the lips a bit to let it enter further in. Vicky in the meanwhile had moved in behind her, water jet still on her pussy lips, and made her go on all fours, water jet still on pussy and with heavy strokes started the anal fun. She was far too gone to understand what was happening, the slut was enjoying the double fun. Actual hardcore ramming in one hole and jet propulsion in the other one. Sex was fun.
 
Gradually, Vicky rammed up the humping. Her ass was moving back and forth to match the youngster. She was doing a good job of it. She was born to enjoy sex and was she doing it now. She had postured in such a way that her ass looked a bit more risen than before and all the more tempting. Since one hand was playing the fountain to her love nest, the other one paid attention to her boobies and ass globes. The ramming had reached upto the level of his tool going fully in her tiny asshole and his balls htting her ass. Deep & hard penetration by a heavy piston was giving time of her life. As the strokes increased, so did, their urge to cum. This time both came together. He came in her asshole and she showered the love juices on the hand held shower.
 
Both lovers shook with impact of their respective cumming.
 
She turned the shower off but was still on her fours.
 
He just lay down on the floor and placed his face right under her boobs and started sucking. The attack as she was panting for breath and ‘recuperating’ from a powerful orgasm, tormented her again. Her ass started to move, she got into a groove. He was now right under her, with her legs on either side of his thighs. She was still low down and not straight up as the nephew was attached to the mammaries of the Maami. Slowly she was also coming back to life. The sexual life was being pumped into her via her boobies. The balloons had been filled with his breath. She was now a bit upright and which meant that the boobs now got attention only from his hands. The cock, which needed no second invitation, had come back to life and was in a semi-erect state. Maami was gyrating her crotch against his and playing with him by splashing water on his face. She had the shower in her hand and the water was being liberally spread over her bossom, his face etc.
 
After 4-5 minutes of such foreplay the slut was now ready for the next round. Never she had come so powerfully within such few minutes in her life and she was now prolonging her sexual ecstacy. With one hand she placed the cock on entry of her pussy and then starting the up & down simple harmonic motion. Due to her weight, gravity and much lubricated pussy, the cock was hitting her much deeper. This was setting a chain reaction. The deeper it hit, the more pleasure it gave to her, increasing her passion and effort in her movement, causing the cock to go a bit more in. She was shrieking but kept control and lost herself in the dominance of intercourse she was now enjoying.
 
The boobs were flying in all directions. Vicky hands were busy in mauling boobs as & when possible or holding her hips. Such was her fury, that she forgot how badly her knees got bruised due to continous movement on bathroom floor. There was no bleeding but bruises none the less. The all four posture a while back meant even his knees felt the impact. After about good 12-15 minutes of calorie burning exercise she started shaking. He raised his arms to support her and she thanked him for the support. She shook violently as a mark of her cumming. The nephew had not cummed as yet. She was still in a trance of ecstacy, when he in one swift motion had her back on the floor, her legs raised and in air, either side of his torso and his cock embedded in her pussy. The trance got broked due to the heavy workload of his penetration.
 
After a few minutes he came and spread his seed all over her shining body. As before with other ladies, she shone after being polished in his semen.
 
Both lay down on the floor panting for breath, content and enjoying the sexual fun.
 
The shower was now off. He got up, took a towel, rubbed it on her body first and his then. The lady enjoyed the attention. Enjoyed the sensation of the towel on her pussy lips. She had enjoyed it earlier as well but this time it was someone else applying it to him.

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He lifted her up and went to the bedroom. Both were in their birthday suits and did not bother to wear anything. The bed was redone to get rid of the flakes etc. A new bedsheet was spread. He first went and placed himself in the centre of the double bed and she came and lay next to her.
 
Sweet nothings started, interspersed with kissing, boob press etc.
 
As they talked more, he realized that the Maami was wanton in her ways in her youth but had mellowed down after marriage.
 
She spoke in great detail of the fun she had with her boy friends and how on several holis, elder sons of her sisters, brothers, cousins took liberty with her in touching her and she was not averse to it.
 
V – Maami hai toh tu maal.
 
M – thank you
 
V – maami moonh khol
 
M – kyon
 
V – khol na
 
M – aaaa
 
I spit in her mouth and made her gulp.
 
V – darling ab se tu meri randi hai
 
She smiles
 
V – kisi ne aajtak apna thook pilaya hai
 
She nods in negative.
 
V – jaan bhook lagi hai
 
Mami gets up and tries to pick her clothes, I hold them and tell her to go in the buff, she giggles like a teenager and proceeds. What a sight it was !!
 
I went behind her and hugged her in the kitchen.
 
V – Mami ilaaj lamba chalega ab toh
 
M – bahut lamba
 
I was rubbing her pussy, bahut geeli raheti hai
 
M – tere liye hai raja
 
I spank her ass.
 
V – Maalik bol, baaki tab jab main permission doon
 
M – ji maalik
 
I smile and then say “chal ab maami ban ja randi se”
 
She smiles.
 
She got luke warm milk plus some sandwiches for me.
 
We had sandwiches feeding each other like newly weds. I had impressed her with my manly side in bed, now was the time to show the emotional or softer side. I made her sit in my lap and fed her sandwiches. Made her lay on the bed and placed a cucumber piece on her pussy and ate it and licked a lot of pussy saunce. She was enjoying like hell. I ate sandwiches all over her body. She was squealing.
 
Now it was turn of milk, I asked her to get wide shaped saucers. She dutifully did so in a flash. I made her pour milk in the saucers. She complied.
 
I made her dip her boobs in those saucers now, she complied. I lay in her lap and licked the milk from her nipples. The warm milk from those boobies was divine. She too had her eyes closed. We repeated the process many a times till there was no more milk in the saucers. As the milk ended, Maami shook indicating impending orgasm and pushed my face towards her bossom and instinctively cried out “Maalik”
 
M – Vicky mazaa aa gaya
 
V – maami jaan tu cheez mast hai
 
M – woh toh main hoon hee
 
V – toh ab se meri hai tu?
 
M – bilkul
 
V – mera lund kaisa laga
 
M – Bahubali lund hai tera
 
We laughed aloud.
 
V – Maami tere saath kisi ne toh try kiya hoga
 
M – is taraf nahin, meri taraf kayion ne
 
V – kaun kaun
 
M – mere ek jija hai usne, meri badi bahen ke bade bete ne, cousin ne
 
V – maami jitno se chudi ho, election jeet jaati
 
M – chudi kisi se nahin, haan thoda bahut karne diya
 
V – toh mujhpe inaayat kyon
 
M – mauka tha, ham akele thheey, tere maama se ladayi aur phir tu cheez hee aisee hai.
 
V – Aur ye bahubali lund
 
M – Bilkul
 
V – Maami dekh rishte ki vajah se khul ke toh aa nahin sakte, but tu ab meri hai. Maang mein sindoor mama ka bhar liyo, par teri choot aur gaand pe mera hak hai.
 
M – yes boss
 
V – kisi aur ne try kiya toh mujhe batayegi
 
M – ji
 
We slept in the buff and in the morning Maami changed to a normal attire since the servant had to come. I went to office and came back during lunch time for food and a fuck. Fuck more than the food. Maami was rejoicing like a newly wed. She was following my standing instructions of being naked in the house when with me.
 
A day later Sonia called up from Chandigarh, it was a regular call full of sexual talks. I asked her to come to my abode and she agreed. Now Mami was in bag and no problems with my sexcapades. I told her to be my girlfriend and not talk of the family relations. Maami being from maternal side was not aware about Ritu’s family.
 
I told my Maami of my girlfriend visiting us. She frowned like I was getting a second wife. I told Mami to wear the same sexy leggings with the new sexy tops I had bought for her. Those were camisoles. Imagine noodle strapped tops coming upto navel level and then skin show followed by sexy skin tight leggings on a fair & lovely curvy beauty.
 
Brought Sonia to home, Sonia saw a very sexy modern Maami and Maami saw a sexy young babe with me.
 
I introduced them to each other.
 
M – Vicky Sonia bahut sundar hai, jodi achhi lagti hai.
 
Sonia smiled.
 
V – Maami thanks, aap itne supportive ho. Bas mom dad ya phir Mama tak baat naa pahunche ki Sonia yahan aayi thee
 
M – Fees deni padegi
 
V – Done maami, I love you.
 
Saying this I hugged her. Sonia was smiling thinking it as a hug of a modern aunty nephew.
 
I whispered in Maami’s ears, “Maami mera aur Sonia ko sex karte dekhna hai toh chup chaap se apne room ka chhota darwaza khol lena, main apni taraf se kundi khol doonga”
 
I disengaged from Mami and could see a very nice smile on her face.
 
As Mami went to kitchen to get some tea-snacks for us, I stated kissing Sonia with great passion. We were kissing on sofa, I was pressing her boobs, ass, licking her, with gay abandon. She was a bit hesitant to start with thinking of Maami but then went with the flow.
 
After about good 8-10 minutes Maami came, we were still at work. The most important work pertaining to sex.
 
She saw us for a few seconds and then coughed.
 
V – oh maami
 
M – bedroom mein chale jaate bachchon
 
V – maami jo baat yahan hai woh bedroom mein kahan
 
M – kyon bhai
 
V – yahaan aap ho na
 
M – chup besharam
 
Sonia smiled at the banter.
 
As Sonia was tieding up herself, I pulled her on my lap. She looked at me with a query, I answered with words.
 
V – Dar mat, maami meri khaas raazdaar hai aur main inka
 
Mami smiled
 
M – tum dono ek doosre ko pasand karte ho, affection dikhane ka man karta hai is umr mein, enjoy.
 
Sonia smiled.
 
V – see my Maami is so cool and so hot
 
S – True
 
I started kissing Sonia again in front of Maami and also pressed her boobs a bit.
 
M – Vicky chaaye pee lo thandi ho jaayegi
 
V – maami aap haath laga dena garm ho jaayegi
 
M – chup badmaash.
 
I had by now removed the thin jacket Sonia was wearing so it was a Camisole plus caprice combination for her. She was squirming in my lap deliberately and hence causing a lot of friendly fight between her ass and my cock causing it to rise to the occasion.
 
Mami got up to leave and as she was leaving from closer to my sofa, I held her hand.
 
V – Maami jaan ruko na.
 
She looked at me for using jaan in front of Sonia.
 
V – Aap dono ne ek jaisee dress paheni hui hai, zara compare toh kar len.
 
Maami smiled. Ab 20 saal ki jawan se mujhe compare karega.
 
V – maami tumhara kusoor hai ki pahele paida ho gayin, gap thoda kam hota toh kab ka bhaga ke le gaya hota.
 
All laughed.
 
Both Mami and Sonia stood in front of me.
 
V – gori toh tum dono ho.
 
Both smiled
 
I touch skin of maami and lick that of Sonia
 
V – Sonia ki jawan skin hai but for her age, maami’s skin is super silky
 
Maami smiles.
 
V – Height weight tum dono mast ratio hai, curvy and not heavy.
 
Both smiled.
 
V – facial features bhi ek jaise hain. Lovely
 
Both looked at each other and smiled.
 
I take my finger and rub it on Sonia’s lips
 
V – Sonia ke honth zyada bhare bhare hain.
 
S – aaahhhh
 
I bend down and rub calfs for both and take hands upwards till lower thighs
 
V – lovely shapely legs.
 
I go behind Sonia and rub my cock on her ass in front of maami, feel her ass with hands and rub it. It was like a soft porn being played in front of maami. I could see her heavy breathing and protruding movement of her bosom. I pulled Sonia’s legging, they were tight, rubbed her thighs over her leggings, she squirmed.
 
I went to Maami and touched her leggings.
 
V – leggings aur skin toh ek jaisee hai.
 
I went and stood behind Maami and whispered “maami raat ko meri aur Sonia ki chudai dekhni hai toh abhi jo kar raha hoon karne do” She nodded faintly in affirmative. I smiled
 
I asked Sonia to come towards rear of mami.
 
V – Gand toh maami ki zyada badi hai, aur shape bhi mast hai.
 
I slapped it.
 
V – hard or soft dono hai. Sonia touch it
 
As soon as Mami feels Sonia’s hand on her ass, she squirms.
 
I hugged Maami from behind and my hands were just under her boobs.
 
V – boobs mein toh maami jeet gayin. Kya kaheti hai Sonia
 
S – bilkul. I envy sexy maami
 
I was still hugging Maami from behind and indicated Sonia to come and hug her from the front. She obliged
 
Mami was in a trance, not knowing what to do.
 
Both set of boobs rubbed against each other. I gyrated my cock into her ass. Sonia was gyrated her pussy on hers and gave a nice juicy kiss on Maami’s cleavage. Instinctively, maami pushed her face in her bosom. My hand between territory of two pussies and rubbed maami’s first, she instinctively spoke in a sexiest voice “aah Vicky….” And realizing what has happened, pushed us behind and ran towards her room.
 
I just pulled a smiling Sonia and engaged in a passionate kiss and boob press and what not. Off went her top and she stood in leggings only. I was sucking her boobs with a vengeance and she had her back on a sofa’s back rest. I brought some ice and rubbed it generously on her nipples, cleavage, navel. She was moaning aloud and without a care. The leggings too had moved southward and so had my lowers.She was only in her panties, being primed for a royal fuck in the living room of a house which also housed a 46-47 yr old.
 
The 46-47yr old listened the moaning of 20 something and peeped out and her eyes almost popped out seeing a sexy young lass in only her panties getting ice treatment on her body from a 30 something man. I was in the buff then and was on verge of tearing her panties. Sonia’s shoulders were on backrest, towards the rear side, meaning there was nothing else but my grip to support her. I tore open her panties and knelt forward to bring her legs on the floor and sucked her pussy. I also rubbed her pussy with some ice cubes. Sonia was moaning like hell and during the icey session for her pussy, she made eye contact with Maami. Both turned their heads away but after a few seconds made the eye contact again to only continue the eye lock this time.
 
As the icey touches coupled with fingering of her asshole increased, so did her moaning volume and within a few minutes, she cummed. The ice cube though had reduced a lot, I pushed it in further. Sonia was still looking at the door. I lifted Sonia on my shoulders and moved towards my room. Sonia was still looking at Maami’s door.
 
We went in our room.
 
V – saali bahut pasand aa gayi Maami tujhe
 
S – maal hai
 
V – iske saath khelne ka man hai
 
S – hmmmm
 
V – woh bhi karenge.
 
And I started fucking her, she was in a dominating mood, I lay on the bed and let her ride me and rode me she with some passion. She was gyrating her lower abdomen in a manner to feel every square millimeter of my cock. It was filling her fully. Very fulfilling for her. Her C cups were flying in all directions. I held her boobs and she was going all guns blazing, I could see Maami seeing from the door I had mentioned. Sonia’s eyes were half close and I blew a kiss to Maami. She smiled. After a few more minutes, Sonia reached another orgasm and cummed by the gallons. She loved it, so did I and Maami. As she could sense that Sonia is back to normal, Maami went back from her spot.
 
I took sonia’s ass too and while I was fucking the living daylights out of her, Maami was back at her spot. It was a doggy style one with one hand holding her hair like mane and we were in full flow. Then suddenly Sonia and Mami made eye contact and both smiled. I saw the exchange of smiles and it was easy from there. I disengaged from Sonia and went towards maami and pulled her in. Sonia too walked up to Maami and engaged in a passionate kiss.. and the most logical actions followed from thereon.
 
When I woke up a few hours later, had two sexy females separated by almost 25 yrs in age, intertwined with my body like creepers. It was a lovely threesome.
 
We then had a lovely shower together and were feeling hungry from so much sex that ate everything available in the fridge.
 
It was almost 2am. Sonia had told me that Mr Sharma, her dad was travelling. I had this brilliant wave.
 
I called up Shalini, sonia’s mom. True to her form, she picked it up after a few tries only. Remember she was a very sound sleeper. Vicky had her on speaker mode
 
Sh – hello Vicky
 
V – hello jaan
 
Sh – Itni raat kaise yaad kiya
 
V – Sonia aayi hui hai mujhe milne
 
Sh – hmmm
 
V – So rahi hai, tumhari yaad aa gayi
 
Sh – kameena hai tu
 
V – and you love me for that only – right?
 
Sh – yes maalik
 
V – chal video chat pe aa. Tujhe dekhna hai
 
Sh – is time
 
V – haan, soch le
 
Sh – ok boss. Minute mein video chat
 
Vicky instructed Maami and Sonia to watch the proceedings from sides. He positioned the webcam to ensure that they were hidden. It was a modern TV set and could be attached with laptop.
 
All saw that Shalini had applied some make up and did her hair and appeared in a sexy satin short nightie.
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V – jaan
 
Sh – yes jaan
 
V – teri yaad aa rahi thee
 
Sh – kyon
 
V – abhi thodi der pahele Sonia ke saath tha – tu aur Sonia sexy ho isliye.
 
Conveniently I had told her that after fucking her daughter, I remembered her.
 
Sh – Sonia kahan hai
 
V – room mein hai
 
Sh – Vicky milna hai tujhse
 
V – seedha bolna chudna hai mujhse
 
Sh – haan woh bhi ek baat hai
 
Maami and Sonia were surprised how a professor was ready to be his slave and after a few seconds realized that the reason was common, his love making skills.
 
V – Shalu jaan, mera naam bol
 
Sh – Vicky
 
V – pyaar se bol
 
Sh – Vickyy…. (this time much more sensual)
 
V – boobs chuswaane hain mujhse
 
Sh – haan Vicky jaan
 
V – maalik bol
 
Sh – haan maalik
 
V – dikhayegi tabhi toh choosunga.
 
Sh – Ji maalik
 
My shalu jaan complied with bringing to light her lovely D cups.
 
V – chal apne nipples suck kar
 
She complies.
 
Maami and Sonia are watching bewildered.
 
V – lund dekhna hai mera
 
Sh – ji maalik
 
V – chal request karo acche se
 
Sh – maalik ji kyaa aap mujhe apna penis dikhayenge
 
V – kya penis, hindi mein bol
 
Sh – sorry maalik. maalik ji kyaa aap mujhe apna penis dikhayenge
 
I smiled and removed the small towel I had covering my modesty.
 
V – chal tu ab nangi ho ja
 
She complied.
 
Sonia was aghast – what was happening. Never imagined her mom would be my keep. She was fine with her having sex but on her own terms. Not like a slave.
 
I made shalu to perform for us on a song. She did a great job.
 
As the dance ended, I made her finger herself which helped her to release love juices. As she came over the cumming effects, I asked her to close her eyes for a surprise. I asked Sonia to come close and as she came, pulled her on my lap.
 
V – Chal aankh khol
 
Mom and daughter, both nude made eye contact with each other and started looking down, ashamed of the situation they were in.
 
V – kya hua, dono ma beti ko ek hee lund se chudna pasand hai. No problems. Family that fucks together stays together.
 
Still silence
 
V – Shalu mere paas aa ja, ek saath chudaayi karenge.
 
Seeing the difficulty they were in, I didn’t prolong their predicament and ended the VC soon after.
 
Next morning Sonia went back to Chandigarh and I enjoyed with Mami for many more days until the day came when she had to leave.
 
Even I had only 3 weeks worth of work left and had to return to Delhi then.
 
As luck would have it, my elder Mama’s daughter was about 2 years younger than me and yet to be married. She was a pure dusky beauty. There was some post of teacher in HP government for which she applied and knowing that I was in that town, they chose it as the examination centre. Mama came along with Neelu on Friday night. Exam was on Sunday and the plan was to return on the same day, but Mama got a call that his Father-in-law passed away while they were on way. The old man had lived a full life reaching upto 85 years of age, imagine he had a grand daughter around 30years old. Nothing to wail but issue was of protocol or social norms. Mama just returned asking me to take care of Neelu for the Exam and to drop her home post exam.
 
 
 
I agreed.
 
So it was a Friday evening then. We still had time. We started general chit chat. She was in no mood to study. Thought about his grandfather and felt down for some time and in about half an hour was fine.
 
I offered her sight seeing on my bike, she accepted. We went around the hilly areas, I used a lot of brakes causing her boobs to make contact with my back, could see her giving out a half smile in rear view mirror.
 
My Neelu was a dusky beauty with lovely doe eyes, nice facial features, about 5.5 in height nice curvy body and her mane went on and on till her hips and the hair were just silky straight.
 
We stopped at a hill to enjoy the view. After general chit chat
 
V – Neelu tu shaadi kyon nahin kar rahi, Mama kahe rahe thhe tu kisi rishte ko haan nahin karti
 
N – Vicky aisa nahin hai, koi dhang ka ladka toh miley
 
V – haan ek baat hai, teri takkar ka ladka toh handsome hona chahiye
 
N – woh toh hai
 
V – tu hai toh maal
 
N – oye
 
V – yaar tu agar cousin na hoti toh pakka rishta bhejta.
 
N – Brakes cousin samajh ke laga raha tha?
 
She thought she had me cornered.
 
V – Nahin maal samajh ke. Darling tu bhi enjoy kar rahi thee – cousin samajh ke ya phir kuchh aur
 
Neelu knew she was cornered but was defiant “Nahin toh” and started to get up, I pulled her long ponytail.
 
V – Kahan bhaag rahi hai
 
N – aa chhod chal ghar chal.
 
As she was bending forward could see a delectable cleavage, she eyed me seeing it “sharam kar – chal ab”
 
I laughed and on the way back applied a lot of brakes, causing her to hit my back a few times with her hands but I was adamant.
 
We went for dinner to a nearby restaurant and looked a good looking couple prompting an elderly lady to bless us and say “bhagwaan Jodi banaye rakkhe, jaldi bachchon se ghar bhare”
 
We look at each other and smiled and preferred keeping quiet.
 
Came back home.
 
At night we were chit chatting and the topic of girl friends and boy friends came up.
 
V – tera koi BF hai ya tha
 
N - … nahin hai
 
V – tha ?
 
N – hmmmmm
 
V – kitne time aur kitne thhey
 
N – oye kya samjha hai
 
V – toh phir shaadi kyon nahin ki
 
N – Saala Canada bhaag gaya
 
V – kya kya kiya usne
 
N – Kuchh nahin
 
V – dekh Neelu, ek ladke ki tarah kahe raha hoon, you are too desireable for any boy to not touch you.
 
She smiled and kept quiet.
 
V – chal bol mat but yes no mein answer de diyo
 
N – Hmmmmmm
 
V – So movies toh dikhayengi hongi
 
N – hmmm (and looked at me with an expression what sort of question it was)
 
V – Corner seats in empty hall lee hongi
 
N – hmmmmm (and smiled)
 
V – haath mein haath rakkha hoga
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – haath pe kiss kiya hoga
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – Sirf haath pe nahin ruka hoga
 
N – hmmmmm
 
V – tere gaalon ko kiss kiya hoga
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – French kiss in hall?
 
N - ….hmmmmmmm
 
V – you liked it
 
N – (looks at me questioningly and then) hmmmm
 
V – aagey badhein
 
N – Smiles and hmmmm
 
V – Did he touch you there (I asked looking at her bosom)
 
N – (she was silent and then a low) hmmmm
 
V – uppar se
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – Andar haath daal ke
 
N – hmm….
 
V – he played with ur nipples
 
N – hmmmmm
 
I could see her labored breathing patterns, she was getting hot.
 
V – Uske saath topless hui thee
 
N – hmmmm
 
V- he would have sucked your boobs
 
N- nods in affirmative
 
V – waise tere boobs mast hain, koi bhi yahi karta
 
Neelu smiled.
 
V – did he rub ur pussy in the hall
 
N – hmmmmm
 
V – you removed ur panty for his fingers
 
Nodded in negative
 
V – trouser ya jeans paheni thee, isliye
 
N – hmmm
 
V – phir uppar se kholi hogi
 
N – hmmmmmm
 
V – u cummed in hall
 
N – hmmmmmmm (eyes closed)
 
V – akele mein I am sure he would have licked your pussy
 
N – hmmmmm
 
V – licked ur asshole
 
N – hmmmmm
 
V – you enjoyed sex
 
Neelu nodded in negative
 
V – bad at sex
 
Neelu nodded in negative
 
V – didn’t have sex?
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – I don’t believe it. You were topless with him, he sucked you, licked you and still you didn’t allow. Sach sach bol, were you put off seing his packet
 
N – chup oye, she got up to hit me.
 
I held her hand and she fell over me. She wanted to get up, I held her in place with a strong grip
 
N – Vicky chhod na
 
V – kyon
 
N – chhod mujhe
 
V – chal sach sach bata sex kiya ya nahin
 
Instead of answering me Neelu questioned me – tune kiya
 
V – bahut baar. But abhi mere questions khatm nahin hue hain
 
N – achha pooch
 
V – Are you a virgin (thought of taking direct approach)
 
Neelu looked at me and then down. I had my answer.
 
V – tera ek hee bf nahin raha hoga
 
N – hmmmm
 
V – 3-4 toh rahe honge over time
 
N – hmmmmmmm
 
V – I am sure you love sex
 
N - ……..(smiles)
 
N – bas kar yaar
 
V – ok ok. Neelu you have an amazing body
 
N – kitni baar bolega
 
V – meri marzi
 
N – bolta rahe
 
She left for her room and I was left alone rubbing my cock.
The next morning, I decided not to go after her. After completing our breakfast, she asked about tourist spots. I disinterestingly told her about a waterfall about 20km away. She almost pleaded with me to take her there.
 
V – but tere paas extra kapde hain? Waterfall mein geela toh honge
 
N – haan genius chal
 
V – izzat se bol
 
N – bhai chal na
 
She was picking something in the kitchen, I went behind her to help her and grinded my cock into her. She too enjoyed and moved her ass behind and then said “man bhar gaya tera”
 
V – abhi kahan
 
She smiles.