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Manga will be impregnated by one of these two bastards and cheat her husband saying it is his.

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-14-






while watching Manga sucking chacha’s dick, Sonam says “Manga akkaa.. you have been with chacha since 2 days.. Amar uncle is our special guest.. take care of him.. while we will take care of chacha”

Sameer understood her plot , these girls are not leaving me.. the more I push back, the more violent they will become..

Sameer asks Amar “bro.. are you bringing your to-be-daughter-in-law ?”

“why bro.. you want to fuck her.. you are asking so many times”

“ha.. I never fucked foreign pussies bro”

“Sameer bro.. I will get them here.. but I guess my wife may want to sleep with you”

“no bro.. I cant fuck your wife”

“but she will get bored here”

“Amar bro.. first bring them here.. your beautiful daughter in law, wife, son”

“I am afraid my son may fuck these girls”

Sonam gets angry and bites his dick head and balls while Payal is pinching his chest nipples..

“Sorry girls.. I will keep him away from you.. but cant gurantee Manga”

“bro.. Manga also wont mind.. I can arrange other beautiful girls in the village”

Manga gets angry, gets up from Sameer ji and goes to Amar and takes him to bathroom.. apparently she got angry that he is going to offer other village girls also.. she wants all herself..

Manga opened her scotch and soon both are sipping from the same glass in the bath tub.  His hands roamed and caressed her body as if to soothe the aches and she reciprocated his actions. They drank and munched in total bliss. As the hot water fell on them it traveled from her neck to his belly and onto her tits slowly getting down over his cock and over her pussy. 

The two are in a tight hug and the water is finding ways to go down. Then Amar took the soap and applied it to her back. Then he sat down and applied soap to her legs and thighs gently applying the soap and then rubbing it vigorously.




She is pleased, Sameer has never done this at all and she is happy her lover boy is giving her all the attention.  She stood gently pushing her fingers into his hair as he now applied soap to her thighs and front side. He kissed and bit her thighs after applying soap and the flowing water instantly cleaned the soap.

He cleaned her pussy too thoroughly. He pushed his fingers inside to clean her pussy. And then he kissed her pussy lips and used his tongue inside.  She pushed is head towards her pussy. She is enjoying his eating her pussy. He pushed his tongue deep inside and explored her pussy. He then took her clit and sucked it like a cock. This sent her into extreme pleasure and she moaned and moaned and hit her orgasm. He drank all her juices happily

It is now her turn to soap and she started soaping his back and then his belly and then his thighs. Just as he has done she kissed his thighs. She applied soap to his cock and cleaned his cock and then kissed his cock.  She sucked his cock for a few mins before she stood and applied soap to his face and at the same time he is soaping her tits. He squeezed them hard and she moaned as he pressed them hard.   Enough let us go and fuck Manga said.

They walked back to the living room..  





by now Sameer yielded to the burning desires of the girls who are almost crying and begging to be atleast kissed, hugged.
Sameer realized he is doing so many sins, openly fucking a stranger Manga in front of the girls, openly saying I will fuck Amar’s daughter in law.. its not fair to let these girls die in their flames of desire. Its ok, he treated them as kids till now, but after closely watching their fully grown bodies, there is no doubt they reached a stage where their desires need to be taken care or else they will go after male servants, in fact they are so nice and polite they didn’t do such tings

That’s why first he took Sonam into his warm tight hug and started giving her passionate kisses all over her face, which she is reciprocating wildly and Sameer is eating her cheeks, nose, lips and he is breathing heavily leaving her gasping for breathe and her young warm body is reacting to his wild kisses which she is waiting for so long.. his love bites and warm wet kisses are enough to sooth her anger but it did add to the flames and the pussy juices are flowing down her thighs which also need to be taken care soon.

Sameer slightly raising her face and looking into her eyes, says in a sorry tone “Sonam.. sorry for being so rude to your needs.. I know you guys wanted to sleep in my blanket hugging me and cuddling me.. but as a stupid I maintained high moral standards while fucking all the village girls.. sorry”, he took Payal also into his hug and started kissing both of them alternatively..

Meanwhile Sonam bent down to take care of chacha’s dick which is fully erect which is an indication of how munch he likes us..




Sameer took Payal by her neck and started wildly biting and kissing her shoulders, neck and earlobes.. his strong bear hug is making Payal’s pussy wet and she is turning her neck back and reaching his lips, she is chewing and sucking his lips.. while Sameer is liking her huge tits and pressing them hard , in a husky voice says in her ears “Payal.. you are so young yet you have so much big tits.. how could you take care of the raising burning desires dear?”.. she is leaning back and offering her tongue, lips, mouth to him to lick, bite, suck, chew.. says..

“chacha.. many times I came to your room to beg you to take care of my tits and I wanted you to crush with these tits.. but either you are busy fucking maids or in deep sleep.. one day some one came and tried to press my boobs when I was sleeping, as I felt someone is approaching me I opened my eyes and saw you trying to press my boobs.. noticing my moments you suddenly disappeared .. that time itself I came to know you have crush on us but holding back due to moral standards . I am glad you understood now”

Sameer is hugging her tightly and pushing his dick deep into Sonam’s mouth, says “yeah.. baby.. I wanted to be with you.. atleast press these beautiful twins which are growing so big each day.. but I held back,.. but now thanks to Amar, I realized my mistake.. from now onwards I will make you guys happy”, he resumed eating her neck, earlobes and biting her chuby cheeks pushed her down on the diwan


Sameer started kissing her boobs and lips alternately




the boobs are so nice, round, stiff they are reminding the ripe mango fruits and her rosy lips are making his dick dance which got its treatment from Sonam.. but now fully focusing on Payal, Sameer is eating every inch of her upper body which is so tasty and tender.. mind you.. all these days I fucked only village girls.. some girls like Manga have studied in english convent colleges but still they are no match to these girls who are a class apart.   Both Payal, Sonam are so beautiful and their beauty emanates not just from their Kashmiri apple color skin tone but also from their obedient, well mannered behavior and in spite of growing age, they maintained their virginity which is rare even with the village girls

This is not going to end in one session, he needs to eat every inch of these two girls bodies, meanwhile his dick is itching for some action..

Meanwhile Manga came freshly bathed along with Amar who just released his juices half hour back and again is ready with stiff long thick dick

He looked at his friend and blinked his eye..

Suddenly.. Manga is thrown down on divan and Sameer took her on him




before Sameer inserted his dick in pussy, Amar has pushed his hard dick deep into her tight pussy.  My god.. they are both fucking her like wild animals , shouting loud and moaning wildly.. the girls are stunned at the understanding and the synchronous strokes they are giving made them itchy down there

they reached top gear pretty fast


“You bitch.. your asshole is so tight, your husband didn’t inaugurate it”

“Amar ji.. isssss… haaa.. fuck me hard… my husband…. Didn’t even….. hmmm.. kissed me”

“Bro.. these girls.. newly wed pussies must be opened by me.. uffff.. what a tight pussy.. “

“Sameer bro.. you are one lucky bastard.. ummmm.. ahhhh..”

Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh..


“Manga dear… ummm. Bring your husband.. Sameer bhai will teach him how to fuck a girl”

“ahhaa.. sir.. please.. show some mercy… go light on my ass.. isss.. its hurting”

“Bro.. don’t fall for her crocodile tears.. fuck her more fast.. more wildly.. tear apart that tiny ass hole”

Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh..


“ufff.. ohh.. god… you both… ufff.. killing me… shittt.. why did I marry .. ahhhh.. my husband cant even fuck me for a minute”

“see this birch Amar bro.. she is not a virgin.. already fucked by her husband”

“no Sameer ji.. did you not see my blood stains on first time you fucked me”

“Manga.. I trust you.. but some girls cheat they husbands by putting some colour tablets inside their pussy to give an impression blood is coming and they are virgins”

Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh.. Thapak thapak..ummmm.. ahhhhh..


“Manga.. then why did you say.. your husband cant fuck for more than a minute”

“Amar sir.. he cheated on my younger sister.. one day he came to my room to see me.. I was in bathroom.. he saw my younger sister sleeping with her skirt up.. the bastard fucked my sister.. when she woke up he already released his cum.. my sister cried a lot and I came from bathroom and kicked his ass..”

“so sorry.. but why did you marry him then ?”

“Sameer sir.. he took naked pictures of me, my sister and blackmailed me.. He told he will marry me, fuck me, my sister also but wont release the pics to internet.. I didn’t have any other option”

“Manga.. I can trust your words.. but that day when I came to your house and told you should sleep with me you have acted like an angry woman and even resisted me.. no pussy in this village has courage to raise their voice against me.. but you did.. then what happened to that courage, brevity , why didn’t you resist your to be groom”

“sir.. my sisters life is at stake.. that’s why I kept mum.. I am ready to offer my pussy to anyone if you protect my sisters life.. initially I thought you are also a sex starving animal fucking all the young girls in the village, later I realized there is a good caring helping man inside you. I trusted you.. offered myself to you.. I know you will help me to protect my sister”

“Manga.. do you still love your husband ? after all this shit ?”

“no sir”

“ok.. he didn’t touch your pussy.. you are still a virgin, I will select a good boy for you and in 2-3 days you get married again”

“what will happen to my current husband?”

“tomorrow you will see a picture in news paper.. boy commits suicide on railway track.. such bastards deserve such punishment.. I will send your sister to town, let her study well there”

“thank you so much Sameer sir.. you are like god to me”

“its ok Manga.. you are still a virgin.. you will have a nice life with your new husband.. after that wedding, no need to again sleep 3 nights with me.. I can always fuck you whenever I want.. enjoy your newly married life.. I will buy honey moon package to Simla.. enjoy”

Manga is crying.. her pussy is also crying, so is her ass hole.. being pounded so hard by these two well built men .. she begged.. don’t show mercy.. fuck me harder.. treate me like your bitch.. tear open my holes.. fill all my holes with your warm cum.. my god.. you guys are so nice and caring.. my sister must be so happy now.. I will bring her to you sir.. shitt.. don’t hit me like that on my ass.. its hurting… ok ok, I wont bring my sister to you.. let her focus on studies.. uff.. when you want to cum… cum on my face.. make me look like a whore.. ahhhh… ufffff.. shittttt… aammmm…




Enough is enough and both the dicks are now facing her face and releasing thick load of cum on her face which she is enjoying a lot.. surprise. surprise . the girls are not pouncing on Manga’s face to lick the cum.. may be they felt Manga akka deserves all the joy..

Sameer picks up phone and instructs his close aid about Manga’s husband..

Manga is happy !!!  

New life !!!

New husband !!!

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-15-

Even after fucking so hard and releasing truck loads of cum, Amar is feeling heaviness in his balls again. Noticing the state of the dick, Sameer says “bro.. Manga gave you a special juice which is twice powerful than Viagra.. its hard to sleep without another release and that release would take time and the girls would get hurt.. I don’t want these cute nieces of mine to be victims of your mammoth dick burning with uncontrollable desire. As these girls also drank that juice they would also be as horny as you, but they wont know the aftermath affects now.. it would be so severe cramps, they would have to be admitted into hospital.. I would suggest an alternate for this. What you need is hard long violent fuck.. what you need is a slow sensous touches from unexpected quarters and that would give more happiness than mindless drilling… what you say bro?”

Amar nods his head and says “you know better bro… whatever you say. I also feel for welfare and safety of these virgin girls, lets proceed cautiously”

Sameer calls head staff on intercom and asks her to send Savithri.. the newly hired petite cutie.. local village girl who is trained by the staff here and as she entered the room, Amar is pretty  happy and excited seeing her. She is super small, petite , you girl with small features and her innocent , tender, soft body would be a heaven to play with. As she came to the room, she looked at the two men in the room who are sitting on the sofa



Savithri's gaze flickered between the two, noticing the differences in their anatomy. Their dicks were uncut, a stark contrast to her boy friend’s  circumcised dick. The sight was foreign yet fascinating, her curiosity piqued. She had never seen an uncut penis before, and the thought of the new sensations it could bring filled her with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
Their foreskins rolled back to reveal the engorged heads of their penises, glistening with precum. Amar's was slightly thicker, the mushroom cap, while Sameer's was longer, the shaft a warm brown. They both began to stroke themselves in unison, their eyes never leaving hers

Savithri felt a warmth spread through her core as she watched, her own hand inching towards her petticoat. The sight of their uncut members was a revelation, a world of unexplored pleasure that she had never before considered. Her eyes darted between them, noticing the way their hands moved, the subtle differences in their strokes

But she didn't want to masturbate in front of them, not yet. Instead, she let her hands wander up to her blouse, her fingertips grazing the swell of her breasts. The fabric was smooth against her skin, the friction sending shivers down her spine. She watched their faces, the way their expressions grew more intense with every touch

Sameer has ordered Savithri to give his best friend a special massage that she is trained in

She nods in agreement and comes forward, holds Amar’s hand and takes him to the massage room. Others Sameer, Payal, Sonam also follows and sat in the sofa.

The room has most modern facilities for a massage room.. soothing music, dim lights, imported scented candles and special bed which is adjusted by her to suit her height .. Making him to sit on the edge of the massage table, Savithri is trying to measure his penis with her small hand.. its almost to her elbow length and as she tried to hold his dick with her tiny hand, she is not able to hold it fully and she tried to grip it with both hands and barely able to hold it..



the girth and length of his massive size is a testimony to Amar’s ancestors who were born in a district that’s famous for wrestlers and fighters

There is a palpable fear in her innocent face looking at his size and she lifts her head up and looked at Amar sending shiver to his body.. so cute and genuine.. he had all types of massages in USA , but they are all paid and mechanical. Here its for pleasure . She is barely able to hold his dick with two hands.. she begs him (in local language) to be kind to her and she will put her best effort to make him happy.  She even said this is the biggest dick she has seen and she cant tell lies.. she is such a genuine girl. Amar is super happy

While Amar is fully naked she is still in her dress. Seeing her small hands and fingers, he takes her hand and caressing it with his hands he takes her hand near his mouth and he started licking for small tiny fingers.. he seems to have liked her petite features and as he is licking one finger at a time , she closes her hand in ecstasy and she is trying to put all fingers at a time in to his mouth.. after sucking them for a while, he takes her hand and puts into her mouth which happily sucks.. after few more seconds , she lifts her top and put it aside , also removes her petticoat which has no panty inside..



Its an order that girls should not wear under garments in the mansion in the night.

She pulls a small stool near the massage table and stand on it and raises her left leg on the table to give him a clear view of the pink beauty. He likes it a lot, what attracts him most is her small breasts.. they are so tiny but with sharp pencil like nipples.. she allows him to see her body  for a minute and asks him to lie down on his back.  

She is trained only for massage and would never come to Sameer’s bed (he wouldn’t want to over use her) but her fingers were magic and she never left the Amar short of excitement in.  Here, nothing was off limits, provided the Amar maintained the decorum of not asking her to his bedroom. That was the tacit understanding between them and both enjoyed liberties within that space. 

Savithri enjoyed manhandling the muscular Amar and handling his nice heavy cock was a turn on for her.  She is unable to hold his massive dick with one hand and using both hands , she is slowly moving it up and down. Usually, the beneficiary of this arousal was her own man. For now, it was the Amar and herself.  

As Savithri rubbed the oil into his legs the Amar felt the tug of a need to feel release. And release was what Savithri was adept at. As usual, no words were spoken. The Amar just grunted as he caught her wrist and guided her hand further up his leg, past his knee and to his thigh. Savithri shook her hand free and pushed her bangles firmly up her hands so they were now no longer jangling. She knelt on the bed in front of his crossed legs .  As her hand snaked in between her index and middle finger she encountered the hot pillar of his penis.

It was the wrong position for her hand if the intention was to fist him, but this was the only to discover where the monstrous cock lay. And there it was, hard, proud and jutting up. She rubbed the base of his belly and with her other hand, stroked the cock .  Amar grunted and leaned back slightly.  "Oil!" he muttered, his voice thick with excitement.  

Savithri poured oil into the palm of her hand and anointed the penis. The Amar threw his head back and sighed in contentment as he felt the warm oil cover his penis, now glistening. The trickled snaked down his balls tickling him with gentle pleasure. He squirmed and suddenly his erection frantically demanded the relief that only a proper hand stroke would give.

She had done this enough times to know what the man wanted and her finger tips of both hands danced up and down the throbbing and jerking pillar of flesh. Teasing, promising, now fulfilling but not quite. He groaned in frustration and then gasped in pleasure as she closed her hand on the hard cock.  

She slid her hand down, pulling the skin down and the head swelled up and drops of precum flowed down freely. The clear fluid ran over her hands and she started upward slowly, the oil melting into the silken skin of his cock. As she reached the head she relaxed her grip and rotated the palm of her hand around the hand before closing the fingers into a fist once again.  She noticed the white streaks which formed around the web of skin at her thumb. She didn't know what it was but it always did form. Another slow stroke downward commenced.

Amar shuddered as his foreskin was stretched back and he jerked and wobbled when the thumb came up to stroke his cock head again.  He was jelly in her nimble fingers and now she started to masturbate him with a steady rhythm. Her bangles started to jangle again and the beat of her hand and the stroking of his cock were the only noise.  

Amar enjoyed this immensely and his hand came to the back of her head and he rubbed her gently. She could never make up her mind on whether he was just being affectionate or whether he wanted her to take him in his mouth. But she never did respond.  She just continued, her eyes intent on the reddish monster and its pulsating beat in response to her methodical stroking. Every so many strokes she ran her hand over the top, which was glistening with precum and it shuddered and caused him to spasm and jerk.

That made her hopeful that he might be close to cumming and the next few cock strokes were hard and vigorous in the hope of breaking him.  But he never did. He could just take his pleasure on and on forever. Her hand started to ache and she wanted to switch her right hand with her left hand.  She kept a crying face and indicates her hands are hurting. The tiny hands and little fingers are no match to his massive girth and length. She is trying to control her tears which Amar noticed and asked her to come closer to him on the massage table.



Her petite frame would allow her to maneuver the space cleverly she came near to his chest and with a huge sigh she touched his chest nipple with her tongue which sent current waves across his body and she would lift her head up a little looking into his eyes innocently she would again bend down and drop few droplets of her saliva on his nipple. As per the norms of the massage the man is not supposed to touch her and that’s what is making him more erotic.. as he slipped hie eye sight to right side saw Sameer stroking his dick while the girls are playing with their pussies as they also drank the same special juice



Savithri is adept at making circles over his chest nipple and using her saliva and toungue is making him shiver while didn’t stop working on his dick with one hand.. she is not fisting and moving up and down, instead is touching his dick head and pinching it with her tiny fingers.  Her other hand is in Amar’s mouth as he is sucking it with pleasure.. she would take her hand out and tough her nipples with his saliva and rub it on her small boobs and bend forward to touch his nipple with her nipple.. this whole thing is going on smoothly  and her mouth, face is filled with her and his saliva..



She would look into his eyes and drool  the saliva down her chest unmindful of whats happening , she is in her own state and is enjoying his massive body.. her lips are so cute he would want to eat and bite them but he couldn’t do it on his own unless she volunteers to offer them…. As she is expert at teasing , she is doing things slowly.. she is soiling her chest with her saliva and would bend down on his chest and rub it with hers..

She put her right hand down onto the massage bed to rest the weight of her body. This brought her close to his body, her face near his left arm.  With her left arm she took his cock in her grip with renewed determination. From the tightness and from the way she had made herself comfortable in that position, Amar knew she was stroking for the finish to make him cum.  Yes, he needed to finish this.

He wanted to feel every throb and jerk of his orgasm. He did not want to hurry back into a position of modesty without feeling every surge, every drop and without letting himself go over that.  His left hand was on her right shoulder (breaking the rules). His right hand reached under for her boobs. Down her throat and straight down his hand cupped the saliva laden breast.



He gripped the breast, briefly feeling the pencil-like nipple. He squeezed it, as if milking.  Savithri gasped as she felt her juices flow in response to his touch. As it is, she could not control her lust from the sight of his cock. Each time she saw it, as she worked on it her mind would wander to thoughts of how that might feel between her legs. And now his large hands milking her breasts.  Her hand jiggled furiously as she masturbated him.



Her head was down staring at the beast which her hand was beating into submission. His hand which was on the shoulder slid down her back. Her torso was now jammed between his two hands, and his fingers twisted and mauled her breast as he felt the brutal pleasure she wreaked on his erection.

Amar's fingers digging into her back told her he was near cumming. Her breast was red with the mauling. She leaned back, bringing both hands into play again.  Savithri swiftly changed hands to relieve her left hand and the stroking was taken over by the right.

But the left was not idle either. She twirled the top of his cock head every time it was exposed making him shudder and spasm.  Cumming was imminent.  

Savithri moved forward. She wanted all the stains and marks and semen on her body.  

Amar made a low throaty gurgle as he felt the loss of control. He had to hold something of that woman but she had moved. His hands reached out and grabbed the breasts quickly finding and tugging hard the nipples through the cloth of the blouse.  

Savithri gasped and threw her head back and waves of pleasure rippled through her with the rough handling. And she felt the cock jerk as he came.

She looked down and with jerked the cock as it spat its first shot. She held her hand down having once rubbed the head. A second shot of semen blasted and in time with the release, she jerked her hand down.

This maximized the pleasure to Amar who twisted and caressed her nipples and breast as best as he could.  It was the way she timed each jerk of her fist to the release of semen which thrilled him the most. At the height of his passion, it seemed to him to be a level of pleasure unmatched even by the actual fucking of a woman.  

The releases now became thick flows rather than blasts. White cum flowed over her hand as it slid over its treasured holding. She caressed, stroked, pumped and made love to that throbbing flesh, coaxing it to release all of its fluids, warm and thick.  Amar jerked and thrashed, his legs and hands lost control as he spasmed to every ministration of  Savithri's.  

He groaned loudly and his body went into a relaxed stretch as he felt the goodness of the experience radiate through his body.   Savithri looked up and saw that the young girls  had been transfixed on the spot looking at their uncle reduced to a mass of pleasure seeking, spasming flesh.

She got up on her haunches and then stood. She held both hands up as one was lathed in the cum and in the palm of that hand she held some of the flow. Her other hand was stained with the white streaks and oil that came from the fisting she had given with that hand. She used her shoulder to shift her hair giving her better vision and  more respectable cover of her torso, but the signal that her look sent was unmistakable to Sameetr. She was clearly a woman who had been handled by a man and it was impossible to know that she had not been ravaged, fucked and made to cum.

She looked every bit as if all that had happened to her, with her clothes askew, hands full of semen and her face perspiring and flushed.  She brushed past Sameer as she went to rinse her hands and arrange herself properly.  

Amar closed his eyes in relaxed mood with his dick getting the best treatment in his life so far and as he is enjoying the moment, the girls didn’t want to suck his dick to clean the remaining cum.. allowing Savithri to come and take him to the attached bathroom with a warm head massage oil

Meanwhile Sameer released his cum without holding his dick

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-16-

“Sameer bhayya.. I came all the way from USA for this special massage in your mansion”

“Smrithi ji .. I am glad you came to know about this special massage”

“Haaa.. my hubby called me and told he was in heaven when your specially trained massage therapist gave unforgettable experience and I should also try that”

“You mean from the same therapist”

“No no.. do you have male therapists ?”

“Ha.. but he cant do it ?”

“Why not ?”

“Because he cant betray his close friend Amar”

“If Amar himself would say ?”

“Smrithi ji.. lets leave the subject.. I shall train a male therapist myself”

“Rey Sameer.. no need… friendship shouldn’t be selfish.. should we think of us only all the time ? should we not make our families happy ?

“Amar.. I get you.. but I don’t have a wife that can massage you in return”

“Dude… you gave these two beautiful angels to me.. My wife is all yours.. what he is asking ? just a massage right?”

“Haa.. bhayya.. when my hubby spoke sp high about this mansion, I felt so happy one day I will enjoy this mansion .. friendship shouldn’t be selfish”

“ok.. ok.. Amar .. lets go to massage room.. “

“You are so great Sameer .. Honey, get yourself ready”

Three of them go to massage room which was already made ready by the staff.. light, music, ambience, temperature, attire, special
oils etc.

Sameer holds Smrithi’s hand and walks her to the massage table.. She likes the ambience so much she is getting into the mood. He hands over a special massage gown for her to wear.  Sameer also changes to therapist gown.  

Smrithi is very tall and bulky. Like arabian horse.. with all the features around her body.. every part has flesh and she has that oomph factor many Indian women have after marriage.. even after having a 18 year old, she is still fit .. she has killer looks.. and sexy expressions.. those cute chubby cheeks and the fat around her waist, deep navel and the thick thighs… uffff.. better speak less about her huge massive twins as they would make anyone not have sleep.  

Sameer looking at her with a cotton apron which can be pulled easily with a knot, he asks her to lay down on her stomach.. she closes her eyes and starts relaxing and loosening her muscels a bit.. Sameer is not a trained therapist per se, but knows a thing or two on how to make a woman happy.. he knows how much pressure to apply where.. he gave excellent full body massage on both side and asks her to lay down on stomach again and would disrob the apron and the tension in her starts raising.. this is the important part..



He got onto the table.. spreads her legs apart and pours enough hot oil on her ass hole and let it crawl down to enter her wide pussy which is clearly visible now and she unknowingly lifted her waist up and he starts massaging those thick huge ass cheeks.. he would put both hands on each side and rolling, kneading, pressing the flesh , he is creating enough arousal in her sensitive parts and he is slowly inserting his tough finger into her ass hole and she moaned loudly and he can see the shiver in her body.. his massive hanging dick is touching her thighs and she is imagining the massive size of it

His both hands are working on her buttocks.. ass hole and the area between pussy and ass hole.. using his finger nails he is slightly scratching that sensitive area.. it sent current waves to her body and her nipples became sharp and there is wetness between her thighs.. shitt.. his rough hand and two fingers are entering her ass hole.. feels so good.. ahhhhh.. so erotic.. this guy is a master in giving pleasure to women



her ass hole is itching now for some action



now the area around pussy and ass hole.. he is kneading , rubbing, making circles.. he is thinking its his private property.. my god.. his wife must have been happy… alas.. he didn’t get married… his rough hands know how to give pleasure



now he increased the pace , rubbing the pussy lips, spreading more oil..inserting his thumb in ass hole and palm on the pussy.. he is moving it fast , sliding back and forth.. using one hand from front  and other hand from back he is attacking her ass, pussy and she is raising her waist up all the way and moaning loudly

Amar is watching his wife getting ultimate pleasure from his friend



now she couldn’t control any more and she turned back and raising her both legs up begging him to fuck her pussy badly, but he would use his hand for that purpose , inserted three fingers and is moving fast in her juicy wet pussy which is continuously leaking indicating how much she is enjoying his work and mauling of her pussy which didn’t get any attention recently as hubby is in India



as he came in front of her to give her back massage the huge dick is touching her face and she couldn’t resist the temptation of that smell of precum oozing from that massive weapon.. just extending for tongue and touching it with tip of her tongue she could feel the warm solid rod that she knew would pierce her deep pussy hole



soon it turned into fuckfest the way their bodies have aroused , there is no other better way to quench their thirst and not bothered about the loving hubby watching her in the room, she threw caution to the wind and looked at her hubbies best friend for whom she traveled all the way from USA.. Sameer is not the type to disappoint his friend and hence he is using all his muscles to fuck this nymphomaniac arabian horse.. of the type you rarely get and the best of best village women can not match even 1% to her attractive, shining, plump body which has oomph written all over

if you could fuck even for a minute and die.. then she is the one..Sameer never believed in marriage system but after seeing Smrithi , he couldn’t stop asking her if she could be his wife for a day… Smrithi laughed and spread her thick layers of pussy said Sameer ji, you have built a mansion but forgot to get a princess.. pure love comes from the one you marry.. not the maids.. he laughs.. pure love ? fucking your husband’s friend in front of him… anyway lets focus on the job at hand..

His strong desires are taken care by  Manga but one girl is not enough , even though those two young virgin girls Payal, Sonam are spreading their tender pussies to be fucked, I kept away as I would not want to damage their pussies and bodies , they might have attained legal age but their bodies need more strength to handle a strong men like me and Amar.. may be Amar’s son could be a right choice to inaugurate and after that I can satisfy them

Any way now let this woman tell why she came here ? to see mansion or me ?





she is raiding him in reverse cow girl position.. this is a dangerous position for men as it could hurt their dick if not properly fucked by the girl… looks like Smrithi is a pro at it… one wonders how can Amar teach all these to a married woman ? normally wives wont do such things and there are separate women to quench such desires of men… bastard.. this guy Amar is lucky… having a wife who is a pro like.. what else she knows ? maan.. if she is going to stay here for a week, for sure his dick would need insurance.. such a nympho…
final release in he mouth.. she plucked cum right after it left my dick hole… she couldn’t even wait till it reaches her mouth… shittt.. such an aggressive whore.. sorry wife ?



Amar seeing all this imagines his wife would be raiding both the dicks soon





After an exhaustive steamy session , Sameer is trying to recuperate his energy and try to get up from massage table and he got tripped and fell on the floor.. directly on his thick dick..

Ouch.. it hurts… ufffff.. help me… hurting a lot

Hearing chacha shouting for help in sleep, they shake him and wake him up.. Sameer opened his eyes… where am I ? Where is Smrithi ? he asks the girls and they both blush and laugh looking at Sameer uncle who is also sleeping on same bed…

After a hectic day yesterday , Sameer got such a beautiful dream and he also blushes and pulls the girls onto his dick… fucking friend’s wife in the presence of the friend ? such an idiot I am… better to control such thoughts and start enjoying more with these tow girls… noticing the shift in chacha’s stand, the girls are happy

But Smrithi with her mangal suthra hanging on her naked body is such a beautiful sight

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Amar's son's girl friend

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-17-

Amar’s son Rahul, his girl friend Sofia , Indian girl of Costa Rica origin, his wife Smrithi landed in the mansion .. what a surprise gift by Amar to his best friend Sameer. He kept is a secret and that’s what heightened the excitement. And this trip right before Holi is even more memorable

Amar made it clear to Sofia the customs of mansion and she would be the daughter in law of Sameer and like every newly wed bride, she would have to oblige him and this is the right way to learn Indian traditions and he made it as a condition before booking the tickets.

Sofia .. the city girl, bold and confident, transformed to a demure girl, eyes downcast and head down whenever she came to her in-law's place. Her mother in law (Smrithi) was very nice to her so it had nothing to do with being fearful of the woman. Her father-in-law (Sameer in USA , Ameer in India) was someone she had challenged and spoken aggressively to in USA, only once; on that occasion an intense sexual chemistry between the two of them had sprung up and neither of them could control, manage or come to terms with that intensity. Her demureness had more to do with an attempt to blend in and not have to face that intensity which melted or the subsequent guilt which rankled in her.

Fortunately for her, Sameer , her current father in law in India,  knew when to wait for and take his women, that having been the pattern with the maids of the house; and now with this new woman/girl, his daughter-in-law, as well. The days surrounding Holi are a mad melee of fun and games with an incessant flow of visitors and friends. As the special day itself comes closer, most of the youngsters play with colours and water even though one is supposed to do that only on the day of Holi itself.

And so it was with the day immediately before Holi. The mansion haveli courtyard and rooms for visitors were overfull with cousins and friends of Rahul  (came to greet him). Everyone was dressed in special clothes and so was  Sofia. She was wearing a ghagra choli (skirt and blouse) but this one was designed in the city (by Amar) and had a more daring cut and from fabrics different from the traditional ones used. The choli was practically backless with just two strings holding the front piece on her lovely succulent breasts. One string went behind the neck and the other string was along the bottom hem of the blouse.

In the middle was an expanse of seductive skin (brownish), exposed to all, but for the chiffon dupatta used to cover it all. The gauze like dupatta did more to allure by hinting at what lay beneath. As she laughed, joked and went about the house with her boy friend’s friends and relatives, an occasional momentary slippage of the dupatta would give any person lucky enough to be around a view of her back. The front was not daringly cut, but yes, it was firm and supportive enough to hold up her breasts almost as if they were on offer. The motifs on the front of the blouse, while traditional, were arranged in a manner that visually accentuated the contours of her oh-so-suckable breasts.

None of this was lost on   Sameer who watched every move of his bahu (daughter in law), reminiscing of the time he had caressed his previous bahu Manga a week ago that back and watched it weave and undulate as he rode her like a stallion, from behind. Or of those breasts, which in his mind were desperate to be released from the confines.

The boisterousness of Holi is the one occasion when men younger and older, and the girls and women flirt with each other outrageously. Some get drunk and touch, kiss and fondle -- unthinkable behaviour on any other day. The girls respond rather shamelessly. And the saucier, perhaps those in their 30's, seduce without really intending to let the Romeos go the whole distance. And Sameer watched this too, as Sofia participated to the fullest and was the life and soul of happenings in the haveli that day. This is all new to her but being Indian origin girl knew few things like Holi celebrations
Sameer saw the same sauciness and charm which he had encountered that first time Manga came to fight with him. It reminded him of the wild girl he had tamed rather than the intense girl who he had fucked on the next two occasions. His loins stirred as he started to want the saucy wanton woman in his daughter-in-law. With all that, in the eye of his mind, each time it was Sofia he was fucking. Every one of them felt that change in intensity as he pounded them into the mattress, cushioning or ground below.
Sameer's favourite among the bevy of maids was treated to his newly discovered oral skills. Soon enough the story had spread among a small circle and some of them made it a point to catch the Sameer's eye -- and more. And every one of them wondered what it was about. During Holi, boisterousness and flirtation usually leads to some throwing of water and color and a general loss of control of the situation. Today was no different. Some youngster started off the riot by throwing water at someone else and soon out came the packets of color and pichkaris.

The bolder among the boys approached Sofia and with joyous shouts of "Bhabhi" and chased her to throw colour and water at her.  Sofia ran, laughing, out of breath, ducking in and out of corridors and rooms avoiding everyone skilfully, till she was cornered. As the youth with flushed face paused on finding her trapped, Sameer took in the intoxicating sight of  Sofia with her dupatta askew and face radiant with smiles and a flushed look.

"Wait!" she said authoritatively. "Don't spoil my new dress. I will change and come down and then I will allow you to do what you want."

"Whatever I want?" asked Sameer audaciously, his eyes sparkling. "Yes, whatever!" she replied impishly. He drew himself back, placing his bets on getting a chance at more aggressive flirting once she was down. He promised himself he would soak her blouse to reveal the skin below and get a good look at her breasts; and then who knows what that might lead to? 


Sofia was gone in a whirlwind of laughter and she ran up the steps towards her room to change into a white kurta set which she had saved up for this occasion. It is always white, and it might typically be an old set of clothes. The colors would show up well on the white but would be ruined for any normal use thereafter, and so the preference for old clothes to be used on Holi day. While she had caught glimpses of her Mama ji, the Sameer, and while she knew she would have enjoyed flirting with him, the true events between them inhibited her.



What she didn't know was that Sameer had never really let her go out of sight today. She remained in his line of sight as he watched her flirt, play and caught glimpses of her back, her ankles and as much of the rest of her lovely persona as he could. And he caught sight of her dashing up the stairs. Her suitcase was on the low table next to the dresser and  Sofia was rummaging through her clothes all in a hurry to find the white kurta. She was startled when she felt a pair of hands grip her shoulders from behind. The scare quickly turned into a pounding heartbeat as she recognized the grip; it was Sameer. He had followed her upstairs.  

Sofia did not move. From her bent position she looked up and behind at him and smiled. But she stayed that way. Sameer placed his hand flat on the exposed skin of her back. As soon as she felt him touch her, she was reduced to molten. That is all it took for him to melt her. His large, rough hands on her soft, ready to receive skin. A fingernail drew a line down her spine as he traced his way down her back right up to the edge of her skirt.  Sofia shuddered as the nail touched every single erogenous spot on its way.

It was as if he was unzipping and opening out her sexuality with that fingernail.

" You seem to have been waiting for an opportunity " she said to him.
"Haan," he replied, " Yes, otherwise you never come to me “.

Both hands held her at the waist.

" In such a full house, what if we get spotted?" she asked.

" No one ever saw us before " he replied .. He now lifted her skirt revealing her ass to him. There were those panties, ever an obstacle.

" It cannot be done so openly, can it?" she countered.  . Her hands gripped the sides of the low table to steady herself.

" So then come to me quietly " he advised her.



"I cannot come to you and keep quiet Mama ji!" she said with a playful smile.

She pulled down her panties and stamping with her feet got it off her legs.

" Do whatever you have to quickly, otherwise someone might come looking for me " she told him.

With one hand on her hips, his other hand arranged the folds of his dhoti so his cock found a gap in the cloth. His erection had been ebbing and hardening all morning as he had taken in different sights of his daughter-in-law. But all her sauciness now had it in full rage. Sameer straightened his back to thrust his cock forward. It was pointing upward in its blood-engorged firmness. He held it and lowered it, pointing to her ass. He laved it with the precum on his cockhead.  Sofia shuddered as he touched her in unnamed zones from her ass to her cunt. She reached under to try guiding him. Yes, she wanted this manliness and perversely, found herself wondering how the man had failed to pass on this endowment to his son.  

He leaned forward and with his teeth, pulled open the lower cord that held the blouse in place. Now the lower part of the blouse was hanging loose while the upper part stayed tethered around the neck. Sameer straightened up and guided his cock back into the vale between the ass cheeks. This time his cock snagged in the outer lips of her cunt and he thrust forward to embed himself. While both of them were in an instant boil, the encounter itself was sudden and so neither was overly lubricated. This was just as well, because the friction was immensely pleasurable to both. Their "Ah!" was in unison, almost orchestrated.  

Sofia laughed a small laugh and gripped the edge of the table hard and held her ass firm and upturned to him. Sameer grunted and pulled back to thrust again. The bangles on her hands jangled as he fucked her. She was wearing a full hand which was how it was on festival days. But with his methodical thumping, the jangling became louder and followed the beat of his fucking. She wished she had taken them off but instead of silence, she actually added to the noises with a series of "unhhs!" as Sameer changed his pace of fucking.

The man had started rapidly sliding in and out of her cunt luxuriating in the way her lips rode over his head. His hands slowly slid up her waist, up the sides of her torso and now the thumb was on her back while the four fingers gripped the side of her chest. This allowed his index finger to feel the mass of her breasts while the middle finger and ring finger teased her nipples. "O, Mama ji! Yes, maul my breasts and ride me like this. How I missed this animalness!" she hissed through clenched teeth.



She shook her head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from her breasts and as the occasional lunge from the cock touched a pleasure zone inside her pussy. "Ah!" exhaled the Sameer with every thrust. And as he pulled back, he sucked in his breath through an open mouth, making a seething sound. The rhythm of the hiss of the seething intake and the Ah of the thrust followed a pattern as Sameer closed his eyes, gripped her torso and fucked with a need to finish quick. This was dangerous as Sofia rightly pointed out, but he could not have waited another hour. Now that Mama ji and bahu had talked about it, he would fix a tryst for a longer leisurely exploration of sexuality.

But right now, he just needed to own her, mark her, pound her and fill her.  Sofia started to convulse as her orgasm ripped through her. She brought up one hand to hold her lower tummy as she felt the thick cock in her womb, from the deep penetration. She could feel it throb and pulsate inside her through the stomach wall. An occasional twinge of pain came from his marauding cockhead touching a sensitive part deep in her.  Sofia's legs gave way as the intensity of the orgasm caused her to buckle. She let out a scream of desperate wanting when Sameer's cock slipped out of her cunt as she fell forward, her face now buried in the pile of clothes in the suitcase.

The cock smeared itself on her ass as it missed its target completely and Sameer lurched in an uncontrolled response to lack of the grip of her cunt.  Sofia frantically reached for his cock and Sameer frantically grabbed at her hips. She was now completely face down and her ass in the air. Her cunt was vacant and throbbing and she needed urgently to be filled back. "Haaaaaaaaaaanh!"   she bellowed when he sank back into her. The sensation of cumming which had built up in him had receded and he pounded into her with a vengeance to regain the lost peak. The brutality of his quest took her over the cliff and her pussy melted in a cascade of spasms.



She came like she thought only men came; drenching and shuddering uncontrollably. The furniture groaned and squeaked as it slipped from its position on the floor and closed the gap with the wall. The suitcase overbalanced and threatened to fall to one side.  Sofia clung on to the suitcase and table and held her cunt steady and open for Sameer to bludgeon her into submission through the now impending orgasm. Sameer shuddered and came in torrents, as he most usually did with Sofia. After two thrusts, he left her hips, placed his hands on the wall and thrust his cock deep into her and held there.

The next few spasms of his cock were from the spewing from his cockhead and not from any thrusting. He stayed embedded and only when the pleasure threatened to recede completely did he pull back and thrust back in and hold again. That thrusting pulled back his skin and the cockhead swelled up and he was able to retain the fullness of his erection for another moment during which he could stay embedded. Another dribble of sperm and another thrust back. With each successive thrust, the cockhead swelled a little lesser and lesser, till finally he had come to rest on his daughter-in-law's sexy broad ass.  
For Sofia the flooding surge of warmth brought out deep sighs and screams in the throat. Her womb filled with this wonderful man's sumptuous outpourings. She felt his seed deep in her and she held steady as he plunged and held himself in more than once. His pleasure was so important to her, she just wanted him to savor every tremor of his and for her to receive every little spend from his system. As the rapidly shrinking cock slipped away, Sofia found herself unsupported as   Sameer had now placed his hands on the wall.

She fell over, suitcase and all. She now was on her back, half inside her suitcase, looking up at Sameer who was standing still, hands on the wall. Thankfully for Sofia, the ghagra skirt fell back to cover her, though her ass was still not covered. She watched Sameer, lost in the trance of his experience, except for the occasional shuddering aftershock of his orgasm. He threw his head back, his hand reached for his cock and he gave himself a squeeze through a handful of cloth, squeezing out the never ending dribbles and yet drying his cock. He looked down at his  Sofia, lying in a heap amongst clothes, the lower part of her blouse open and showing part of her breasts.



Her eyes looked deep into his. They were soulmates. Her hand roamed over her the lower belly with the womb within and she palmed herself there, where he had deposited copious volumes of his seed. An indication of ownership. She reached up inside his dhoti and squeeze-pinched the inside of his thigh. "Naughty man!" she pronounced and got up. "Chalo, let me change," she said, signalling an end to the episode.

Sameer turned and checked the front of his dhoti and left. As Sofia lifted her suitcase onto the low table, she froze. There at the window, was Smrithi, Amar’ wife, her mother-in-law. Her hand was over her mouth and her bosom was heaving. When she was sure Sameer  had left the scene she entered the room and stood directly in front of  Sofia.  

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Sofia with holi dress

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-18-

Holi is when the boys want to smear colors on girls and press their boobs, Rahul rarely have this opportunity in USA and first time when he saw Sonam.. Sameer uncle’s brother’s daughter his heart skipped for a moment. His relation with his Costa Rica girl friend is not going well after he saw her moving closely with dad.. Even though he is not looking to change his GF yet, still an opportunity like Holi is something to rekindle his longing for beautiful girls … of Indian origin and he immediately found Sonam is the perfect spark that would ignite his desires



He has to move fast and grab her as time is limited on this trip and its as if this trip is planned by dad to bring both families together and he has already seen how closely Sofia is moving with Sameer uncle.. she somehow likes older men and Sameer uncle with his impeccable body and immaculate hosting skills can make any pussy of any country leak after seeing him.

Ok, now coming to Sonam.. where is she ? Rahul spotted her finally and was  waiting her. He had been chasing his saali Sonam  (he likes to map every girl with Indian relationship … that gives him the kick.. saali is someone on whom you have license to do anything since childhood and the romance with saali is something every boy would cherish throughout his life) to smear color on her and throw water at her. He had successfully cornered her, when Sonam cried off, insisting that she be allowed to go change into casual clothes more appropriate for the occasion. She had taken well over an hour to return.

He knew his saali (sister-in-law) had proved to be playful and flirtatious and she had promised him that she would allow him to do anything so long as he allowed her to go change her clothes. And so he was waiting for her. He continued to play with others but he never strayed far from the stairway from which she was bound to emerge. And emerge she did. He saw her bouncing down the stairs, ready for a bracing round of Holi play. As she ran down, her breasts jiggled and straightaway caught Rahul's eye.

Sonam ran and grabbed hands full of gulal (color powder) and got ready to smear it on some others who too were playing in the yard. She got to one of the girls and they both hugged each other and smeared color on one another giggling at the fun of it all. Rahul was waiting with the water pump (pichkari) to corner his target woman for the day, his saali Sonam. Rahul was barely nineteen and had no experience of any woman/girl in India. He should have been chasing any of the younger girls of his age and there were plenty of those. But his hormones were bubbling and he knew that he stood a better chance of a sexual encounter today with one of the family members, and who better than Sonam saali?

As the water hit Sonam between the shoulder blades, she squealed at the chill blast, and turned around to try grab the pump out of the assailant's hands. The wet kurta stuck to her back and instantly her body was on open display. Rahul grinned as he saw that he had hit his target. As his eyes focused on the skin which he could see, Sonam was turning around. The water jet splashed on her chest and drenched one side of her before the pump ran out. Rahul ran for the water tank to refill the pump while Sonam chased him.



Rahul reached first and breathless, partially from the running but more from the excitement turned around from the water tub to find Sonam was nearly upon him. His eyes riveted onto the partially wet breast, and the nipple that it revealed, his first sighting of a girl's breast in India and her nipple. He slowly discharged the newly loaded water pump across Sonam's chest, drenching her and exposing her fully as wet cloth clung to her skin. Incredibly, Rahul found she was wearing nothing underneath and everything could be seen. He stared at the breasts, contoured fully by the drenched cloth, nipples taut in the cold water and jutting out and the dripping with water which made them seem oh-so-suckable.

Rahul's erection was as instantaneous as Sonam's realization that coming down without a bra beneath her kurta had been a blunder. She looked down and saw her breasts, completely revealed; the kurta was a mere apology of a garment. In the whirl of action, she seemed to stand still, her nipples shamelessly erect, betraying the sexual arousal which had never really receded between or after the encounters with both Sameer and Amar in recent times. Sonam instinctively crossed her arms across her chest to try and hide her breasts from this young man who had been flirting with her dangerously all morning. To show him her state of arousal would render things unmanageable and she felt she had done enough for one morning in sexual discovery.

But Rahul was all too eager to press home his advantage. Had she not promised him absolutely anything, with that sparkle and dance in her eyes, when she had negotiated with him for letting her change out of her formal ghaghra choli into this kurta pajama? He grabbed fists full of color and reached for Sonam. Her hands were across her chest and so she could not stop him from rubbing the color on both her cheeks. Oh, her cheeks seemed so incredibly soft! She raised her hands to defend herself and push him back, laughing. His hands dropped and he daubed both breasts with color; they felt incredibly soft and wet in his hands. He cupped them nice and proper as he colored the cloth which was sticking to the mounds of flesh.  
Sonam looked down and saw how the imprints of his hands marked each breast, clear evidence that she had been handled. She had also felt him squeezing her breasts, feeling the full volume of those objects of his lust all morning. The nipples were now furiously engorged. Her body was marked as having been assaulted. Her face flushed red and she grabbed his hands pinning him down on the ledge of the water tank, her knee against his thigh. She reached behind him and dipped a can into the water tank. As she did so she leaned over him. Her breasts smothered his face, the wet flesh slapping against his willing face.

She poured a can over his head, drenching him. "There, that should cool you!" she exclaimed triumphantly. His arms went around her, unmindful of the very public place in which they were. For this young man, it was now or never. He pulled her close to himself and with his face buried in her neck he muttered, "There is only one thing that can cool me down now!" Sonam wriggled free and splashed another can of water onto him, "Perhaps this?" she laughed, her breasts heaving and the dampness spreading across the kurta. The garment was now an apology of a cover; every part of her body was on display now. Sonam felt a little more confident as her breasts seemed to be at least less visible due to the color daubed on the cloth.

In any case, she was having too much fun to rush right back up and was happy to wait for a bit more. Soon the all overpowering magenta color would be used and then nothing would be visible. Or so she hoped. As shot after shot of water blasted her the dry gulal powder got washed away and soon her breasts were back in full evidence. She ran to the other end of the house, where the bathing area was. Partially to run away from Rahul, but also to run away from anyone who might see her breasts. They were now completely visible and the perked up and erect nipples were no help in concealing them either.

There were more tubs of water organized there and this was the area where the household staff too indulged in play. The maids and menservants were shocked to see the daughter of the house in this state; drenched, her clothes revealing and her face radiant with laughter and fun as a youngster chased after her with a water pump in hand. Finding the men in the household staff ogling her, Sonam decided the lack of undergarments was a bad idea. She turned and ran to one of the stairways which would take her back up to her room; she needed a bra. Rahul followed her up the stairs. "No Rahul! Not here," she told him as she laughingly ran up the stairs.



"Then where, saali?" he asked, mischievously. It was a clever leading question. It was loaded with innuendo which was typical of the flirtation on Holi. The question suggested that what was to happen was not in doubt, it was just that the venue was not determined yet. Sonam impishly made as if to spank the young man for his impudence. As her outstretched arm reached toward him, she noticed that his kurta too was drenched and stuck to his broad chest. She saw his nipples and the wisps of adolescent hair. He was as much of a man, perhaps just uninitiated. Her hand stopped in mid air as she realised any physical contact at this stage would be best avoided.

The stairway moreover was visible to all passing by the foot and she went up another flight of stairs where the stairway turned and this stretch was not visible to any passers by. Rahul was at her heels and she turned around to stop him.

"Stop here," she said.

"Why?" he asked.  

"I need to change," she replied.

"You only just changed," he countered.  

" Yes, but....." Her voice trailed off.  

"Yes but what?" he asked.

" Yes but everything shows in this and you drenched me with water!" she pouted.
 
"Not fair, saali. In Holi, the drenching is bound to happen. And you had said I could do anything with you!" Rahul went on. Sonam flushed red. The implications of what he was saying was not lost on her. The boy was infatuated with her and the indiscretions of Holi were poised to cross a line which she was unsure should be crossed. Rahul came up to the same stair as her and attempted to daub her with more color.

" I am only spraying color on you!" he said. “ Are you spraying color on me or are you making me flushed in my color?" she asked, her natural sauciness bubbling up.  "(It is I who is on a high," he replied, dropping his voice to a whisper..

She dropped her eyes to look at his pajamas and noticed the tenting of his erection there. She instantly regretted it because this overtly sexual gesture did not go unnoticed. Rahul decided it was now or never. He gripped his saali's wrist and brought her wrist down to his groin and let the back of her hand brush his virgin cock's massive erection. Sonam spontaneously opened her hand and weighed the cock in her open palm. She rubbed and checked its contours, noticing that the poor boy was trapped inside a rather tight underwear.



She slipped her hand in through the pajama top without untying the cord and slid her hand past the waistband of his underwear. In this restricted access only her forefinger and middle finger had any access and she scissored these around the base of his cock. Rahul buried his face in his saali's neck as maddening lust gripped him. He wanted to fuck her here and now. He resolved to lift her and paste her against the wall and pound into her like they showed in all those porn flicks he had seen. He undid his pajama cord and pulled down one side of his underwear past his hip.

Sonam knew time was not on their side. This was ridiculously dangerous, she and her USA distant cousin on a stairway where any one could chance upon them. Her hand slid the other side of his underwear down so that it was now just below his balls. In fact, the elastic band was pressing on his balls. Rahul reached under and pulled the band down preventing it from hurting his scrotum. His hand touched Sonam's hand which was now closing around the pillar. He held her hand and tried to guide her but she grabbed his hand with her other hand and held it back. He was a youngster and just hopelessly oversexed. She just had a situation to handle and she was going to do it here and now with a precise efficiency.

She closed on the hot throbbing penis and pulled the skin back. It hurt a little and the boy gasped but not entirely from pain. The head swelled and was wet and she quickly ran her palm over the top. Rahul shuddered from the stimulation he received. Sonam now pushed the boy back till he was against the wall. With a clenched fist, she masturbated him vigorously. Her hand slid over the jerking pulsating penis, lubricated by his copious precum. She fucked him with a fist that mimicked a cunt. The boy leaned back and sagged against the wall. Her soft hands felt incredibly wonderful and he reached up to cup the breast through the cloth.



She leaned against him, covering him. Her hand worked like a piston; it was how an assassin might stab a victim, holding him close. Yes, her fist was clenched like it might hold a dagger. But the weapon she was holding was his cock. Yes she was stabbing, but that was the sheath formed by her nimble fingers being stabbed by the cock. As she mercilessly masturbated him, her thumb rode over the head. You have to close your eyes and imagine the palm of her hand running the underside of his cock. Her forefinger and thumb ringed the head of his cock, with her thumb on the top of the head. Somewhere there lay the most sensitive zone of his cock and with each stroke, Sonam varied the position of her thumb to try discover this zone.

She knew she had found it when Rahul bit into her shoulder with a gagging sound. His teeth sank in and she felt a shiver down her spine as the bite send her signals of animalness. Now with every fuck of her fist, she made sure the thumb travelled over the head caressing the precise spot. Rahul bucked and gasped and moaned with each stroke of her fist and thumb. He sucked on her shoulder and his hand kneaded her breast frantically. With his other hand he cupped her ass trying to pull her closer. Sonam held their bodies apart so her hand had enough play to finish the job. She looked down and watched in fascination as the cock reared and jerked in her control.

She liked its dimensions, which while no where near chacha’s designed-for-her-cunt specifications, was definitely more promising than some maids. How many men could she take in this one family she wondered as her fist was rewarded with further spurts of precum. She anointed the cock head with the fresh fluid so the lubrication was increased. She now needed to finish. The danger was very high and thus the urgency. It was exciting for her but she needed to finish. She pounded the cock hard and fast with her clenching and unclenching fingers. The thumb never failed to run over the head of the cock. Rahul was reduced to a mass of trembling flesh.

His lips ran on her neck and up to her ear. He wetted her ear with his lips and tongue. "Saali, I want to fuck you!" he pleaded. " Take my dear. I will give you relief," she puffed as the exertion went further. "dear ?" he muttered. He grabbed both breasts in his hands and tried to push her back against the other wall, determined to mount her NOW. She pressed him back and leaned on him. Her bangles jangled as she masturbated him furiously to tame him. She could not have guessed it but Rahul had gone to the bathroom in that intervening hour and masturbated, fantasizing about Sonam. Yet, he was young and the excitement of the woman of his dreams, the first woman to touch him sexually and the progress in one short morning had made him ready to burst.  



She slid to the floor in front of him to concentrate on the finish. One hand rested on the wall for support and the other hand had enough of his precum in it to let her brutally piston the cock. Rahul looked down and the sight of this girl  kneeling in front of him,   as she fisted him was too much for him to take. "saleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," he hissed as his cock spurted. Jet after jet of ropey cum gushed forth. The first blast was like a shot which leapt out of his cock. The next several jerks released his sperm in waves over her fist. She timed every fuck of her fist to every blast and jerk from him.

He shuddered and his head flailed as he gripped her shoulders, trying to guide her mouth to his cock. She resisted his moves to have her mouth him turning her head to one side and she methodically, and rhythmically provided him the beat with which to release fully into her fist. Her hands were a mess but she enjoyed the release of the young man; it was virile, energetic and wild and it provided her with a sense of conquest. She held the rapidly receding jut of flesh in her hand as she continued to pump him to deliver all the pleasure he could take. When the cock had shrunk fully, she rolled the blob of flesh between thumb and forefinger and watched as his head still jerked and lolled. She withdrew her hand, streaked with cum.

She rubbed her hand against the wall, smearing the cum there. She noticed the mark the smear made and idly wondered that whenever she crossed that way, only she would know what it meant. The boy's pajamas were pooled around his knees and he was sagging under the weight of his mighty release. He was totally in love with this cute girl; the first to touch him, and how! He was sure he could bed her. It was just a question of timing. Sonam rose to face the young man. Their eyes met. " Today is Holi. Forget about this here and now, young fellow," she said to him.   Sonam then walked up the few remaining steps to the upper floor for the second time that day to get into attire appropriate for Holi.  

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