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Pihu and Bijan's Photo Session after their marriage

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Pihu and Bijan's honeymoon Album

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Pihu's Household chores after her marriage


Pihu's watering the plants

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Pihu's doing puja

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Pihu's cooking food

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Pihu's serving tea to Bijan

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Pihu and Bijan taking dinner together

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Pihu and Bijan's Bond Over the years


Pihu and Bijan taking tea a the roadside tea stall

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Pihu and Bijan watching movie at the theatre

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Pihu and Bijan doing banters at their home

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Pihu and Bijan sleeping peacefully cuddling

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Love the photos.....and love the way you have depicted Pihu in these. This has opened an entirely new horizon.....would love to see more

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Part 121 – The Game Isn't Over Yet

 

Pihu’s POV- I was truly in a bad state after getting fucked by Zafar. My pussy still ached, but not particularly badly. Zafar's cock was still inside my pussy. He hadn't pulled it out. He was lying on my chest. After a while, he lifted from my chest and slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy. Although the night lamp was on in the room, the dim light didn't give me a good look at Zafar's cock. But I had a feeling his dick was quite large. Without saying a word, Zafar got off the bed and lovingly wiped my pussy with his pajamas (traditional wear for men) lying on the floor. I got up and said to chacha, "Chacha, I'm going home now. My husband is alone at home and is waiting for me. He’ll keep calling me on the phone if I get late." Chacha said, "But you didn't even tell me how you felt getting fucked by my son. Tell me." I said, "That's great. It's been a long time since I've been fucked by such a big and thick cock." Chacha said, "So now you're saying you enjoyed it. And when I asked you to get fucked by my son, you turned me down outright." I blushed and said, "Little did I know then that his cock would be so big and thick? And that I would enjoy getting fucked by him so much?" Then I turned to Zafar and said, "Thank you, Zafar. I'll always remember the pleasure and enjoyment you've given me today. You've done me a favor. You helped me cum." Zafar came over and said, "Where's the favor in this? You're a guest in our house. And hospitality is our duty. And I did just that, nothing more." Saying this, he hugged me and said, "I also really enjoyed fucking you. I enjoyed it." I kissed him on the cheek and said, "Me too." Then Zafar said to his father, "Father, please turn on the lights. I want to see Pihu completely naked. I saw her naked from outside the window when you two were having sex. But I couldn't see her clearly then. Now I want to see her to my heart's content." Hearing this, I felt deeply ashamed. A man my own age was watching me from outside the window while I was having sex with his 65-year-old father. And now he wanted to see me completely naked in front of him. Chacha, as his son had asked, went to turn on the lights. But I stopped him, holding his hand, and said, "No, Chacha. Please don't turn on the lights. I'm feeling shy." Chacha laughed and said, "Hey, why are you feeling shy now? You've already had sex with both of us, father and son. Wait, I'll turn on the lights." I was embarrassed, but I didn't stop him. He went and turned on the light. The room was illuminated again. I stood in the middle of the room, completely naked from head to toe. Zafar was also standing completely naked next to me. Just as he was seeing me naked like this for the first time, I was also seeing him naked like this for the first time. When I came here and first met him, he was wearing pajamas and a T-shirt. Now he wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing. Seeing him surprised me. He was handsome, but his body was also muscular. His arms were muscular, and his stomach was flat. Although he hadn't any abs, but he wasn't anything less. Just looking at him, I could tell how much strength and stamina he possessed. The sight of his muscular body made me even more excited. Chacha came to stand next to me. Now I was standing naked between them. I was standing in the middle. To my left was Zafar, and to my right was Chacha. Like me, they were both completely naked. They each took one of my boobs in their hands and began squeezing them. Zafar got my left tit, while Chacha got my right. The father and son, together, began to arouse me again by squeezing both my boobs simultaneously. I stood between them, enjoying the pleasure of having them squeeze both my boobs simultaneously, and I grew increasingly aroused. Just by looking at Zafar's muscular body, I knew that a man like him would never be satisfied with just a round of sex. And he would definitely fuck me a second time. And to be honest, I too had been secretly yearning for this, having his powerful cock fuck me. But I didn't want to express this to the father and son, because it would make them think I was eager to have sex with them.

Chacha squeezed my right tit and said to his son, "You know, Zafar, a year and a half ago, Pihu came to my shop for the first time to get her blouse stitched. It was around 11 at night. Her husband was with her that day. And do you know what I did to her that day?" Zafar squeezed my left tit and asked his father, "What, father?" Chacha said, "I fucked her in front of her husband. And her husband is such a dickhead that he sat right there and watched his own wife get fucked by me. He didn't say a word." Hearing his father's words, Zafar seemed a little surprised. He said, "What are you saying, father? So you've fucked her before?" Chacha said, "Not just that, she came to our shop 15 days ago. You came home to eat lunch then. I was alone in the shop. That day too, I made her cum by licking her pussy and fingering her. No matter how she looks, you'll rarely see a woman as horny and lusty as her." Zafar agreed with his father, saying, "Yes, father. I knew just by looking at her that she was a great fucker. Look how big her boobs and ass are. I wonder how many men like us have fucked her." Chacha said, "When she first came to our shop a year and a half ago to get her blouse stitched, her boobs weren't this big. Now, after a year and a half, look how big and soft her boobs have become!" Zafar said playfully, squeezing my left tit, "Yes, father, you're absolutely right. I've rarely seen boobs as soft yet firm as hers. Your daughter-in-law's (Zafar’s own wife) boobs may be as big as hers, but they're not as soft and firm as hers. They've sagged a bit since you had your grandson (Zafar’s own son). But look at her boobs, they're so firm. Squeezing them is so much fun. And her nipples are so big and thick. Sucking them feels like heaven." Listening to these father-son conversations made me even more excited and aroused as well. I asked Zafar, "Is that so? So, like your father, have you also touched the boobs of other women and girls like me?" Zafar laughed a little at my question. He said, "Now, I work as a ladies' garment tailor, so obviously, a lot of girls and women come to me for dresses or blouses to be made or stitched. And I take their measurements. And nowadays, even girls and married women like you deliberately get blouses made from us that are smaller than their size so that their boobs look even bigger and more prominent. And I also have to touch their boobs while taking measurements. And you know, they also like me touching their boobs. They also want me to touch their boobs deliberately. But not all customers are the same. I can tell by looking at them what they want. If I feel like this girl or woman is deliberately trying to get me to press their boobs, only then do I proceed. Otherwise, we and our shop will be unnecessarily defamed. If I calculate this way, only 5 or 7 out of 100 customers get their boobs pressed by me. Not more than that. But yes, I definitely look at everyone's boobs while taking measurements. If not for the hands, at least it's a pleasure for the eyes of mine. And if I find a horny woman like you, then what can I say? She takes off her blouse and lets me press her boobs thoroughly. Sometimes she even let me to suck them. But that's a rare thing for me. 1 or 2 out of 100, not more than that. I said, "So, have you had sex with any of your female customers besides me?" Zafar denied this and said, "No. I keep my business and my pleasure separate. I never force myself on any woman. It's a crime. You're the first female customer I've ever fucked. And maybe I won’t fuck any of my female customers in the future." I said to Zafar, "Zafar, tell me the truth now, what did your father tell you about me?" Zafar looked at his father and asked, "Father, should I tell her?" Chacha laughed and said, "Just tell her, son. It won't make any difference now. You've already fucked her. Now tell her." Now Zafar looked at me and said, "One day, about a week ago, father casually told me about you. He told me how beautiful you are and how horny you are at heart. Your boobs are so big and firm that they're so much fun to squeeze. Hearing this, I felt the urge to see you and squeeze your boobs. I told father, 'Well, do it. I want to see her and squeeze her boobs.' Father said, 'Not just her boobs, I can give you the chance to fuck her.' He also told me that you would come to our house today to receive your blouse. And we'll never get a better fuck than this again.' I said, "And then you two, father and son, made a plan to fuck me, right?" Then I turned to Chacha and said, "Chacha, I had no idea you were such a pervert. You fucked me yourself, and you even got me fucked by your son?" Chacha started laughing after listening to me. He said, “Look, don't blame me. I am innocent. I had already told you that my son will not do anything with you unless you yourself ask him to do the same. If you object, I will not pressurize you. But you yourself were dying to cum. You were struggling. Seeing your helplessness, I took your permission and called my son to fuck you. It was your decision to get fucked by my son. Not mine. But tell me, did you like his cock?”


I blushed and told chacha, "Because of the darkness, I haven't been able to see his dick properly yet. But after having my pussy torn apart by his cock, I come to know very well it's quite large and thick." Hearing my words, Zafar turned to me and, handing his dick to me, said, "So, what's in it? You couldn't see it then, so now see as much as you want." I shuddered at the sight of his dick. I honestly had no idea a man's dick could be so big and thick. I'd fucked many men over the years, but I'd never seen a dick this big and thick in real life. It looked more like a horse or a donkey's dick than a human's. I initially thought it was twice as big as Bijan's, but now I knew it was even bigger. Zafar's dick wasn't fully erect, hanging downwards. Even in this state, its length was the same as my hand. I wondered how big it would be when it was fully erect. And the head of his dick was as big and round as a duck's egg. I had seen African men's dicks in porn. Theirs were also this big. I thought it was all fake. But today, seeing Zafar's dick, I realized my mistake. There are plenty of men in the world whose dicks are this big and thick. Chacha said, "What happened? Tell me something?" I looked at him and said, "What can I say? I was wondering how I took it all in my pussy. And how did such a big dick fit in my small pussy? I still can't believe that his dick was so fully inside my pussy. And I was fucked by such a big dick. Did my pussy tear? Did it bleed?" Saying this, I started looking at my pussy. I noticed that although my pussy was swollen, there was no sign of blood around it. This gave me a sigh of relief. Zafar said, "Wait, I'll see." Saying this, he spread my legs wide and started looking at my pussy closely. I understood that he was looking at my pussy under some pretext. Just as I couldn't see his dick due to the darkness, he too couldn't see my pussy. Now he was looking at my pussy closely. And I, too, spread my legs wide and gave him a good view of my pussy. As soon as Zafar caught a glimpse of my pussy, he said to his father, "Father, did you notice that Pihu's pussy is actually shaped like a conch shell?" The chacha agreed with his son, saying, "Yes, I've noticed this before. And they say that girls and women with this kind of shell-shaped pussy are, in real life, sensual, lustful, and sex-hungry. I noticed this a few days ago when I licked her pussy at the shop. And that's when I realized how sexually hungry and sensual she really is. That's why I decided to let her have sex with you at your request. All women from big families like her initially put on such a show of their false modesty, values, and loyalty to their husbands. But deep down, they're all sex-hungry and lusty. If they're completely weakened, they often don't think twice about having sex with other men. Didn't you see how, in her eagerness to cum, she got fucked by you today?" Zafar now agreed with his father, saying, "You're right, Father. She's a real sex-crazed woman."


I stood there, listening to their conversation and enjoying myself. Suddenly, Zafar placed his mouth on my pussy and began licking and sucking it. My pussy had already begun to ooze again. But feeling Zafar's tongue touch my pussy once again, I was momentarily startled. I hugged chacha, who was standing in front of me. Chacha was ready too. As soon as I hugged him, he pressed his lips against my lips and began kissing me. On one side, Zafar's tongue was raking over my pussy, and on the other, chacha’s tongue was playing with my own inside my mouth. I was ready to be crushed between these two father-son duos once again. With one hand, I pressed Zafar's head against my pussy. He spread the petals of my pussy on both sides with his two fingers, licking thoroughly from the bottom to the top of my pussy hole. But not once did he insert his tongue inside my pussy, unlike his father. He was licking the salty juices oozing from my pussy, which were only increasing as he licked. How could Chacha remain silent? He, too, was doing his job with complete devotion. After a while of devouring my juicy lips and sucking my tongue to his heart's content, he removed his mouth from mine and began showering kisses on every part of my body. My face was the first. In no time, every part of my face was wet with the sloppy touch of Chacha's lips: my forehead, my eyes, my cheeks, my nose, my ears, my chin, my neck, my shoulders. And then my arms. And at last it was my armpits. I remembered how Chacha had licked both of my hairless armpits at his shop the last time. Perhaps Chacha remembered this too. And that's why he didn't spare my armpits even today. Just like last time, he lifted both my arms and began kissing and licking my armpits wildly. The touch of his rough tongue on my hairless, clean-shaven armpits made me feel a tingling sensation. But when was he going to let me go? He continued licking my armpits with his tongue, even as his son licked my pussy. I stood between these two horny father-son duo, getting my two most protected and private parts of my body licked. By now, Zafar had thoroughly licked the entire perimeter of my pussy. Now, he rolled his tongue, inserting it into my pussy, and aimed his tongue directly at my G-spot with the pointed tip. Without wasting a moment, he plunged his tongue deep inside my pussy and began licking, scratching and licking my G-spot. I was not used to this assault on my pussy. So, as soon as Zafar started licking my G-spot, my entire body went numb for a moment. My pussy spurted a ton of juice into Zafar's mouth, which Zafar licked and swallowed with great gusto. Then he decided to attack my weakest point: my clit. He lifted my erect, aroused clit from its layer of skin and began licking it with the rough part of his tongue, occasionally scratching it with his nails. This weakened me even further.


Meanwhile, Chacha's mouth had moved from my armpits to my chest. He once again began kissing my boobs one by one. He took both of them in his hands, pressing and squeezing them. Then, he grabbed both of my nipples with his fingers and began twisting them roughly. I felt pain, but Zafar's tongue didn't give me much time to feel the pain on my nipples. Now he had started to fuck my pussy with his tongue. His tongue was going in and out of my pussy, fucking me. I stood in the middle of the room, my legs spread, and was getting tongue-fucked by him. Meanwhile, Chacha stopped twisting my nipples and took them in his mouth and started sucking them. He was sucking my nipples like a hungry child. And I, holding his head with one hand, was getting my nipples sucked by him. We had just finished the first stage of sex just 10 minutes ago. But once again, the dark clouds of sex had started to loom over the entire room. Now all I had to do was wait for the cum to erupt. After licking and sucking my boobs for a long time, Chacha came down and started licking my belly, especially my navel, with his tongue. He inserted his tongue into my navel and began licking it, scratching it. I couldn't help but moan again. With one hand, I pressed Zafar's head against my pussy and with the other hand chacha's head against my navel, and with a loud hiss, I cried out, "Oh... are you two... father and son... trying to kill me...?" But neither of them paid much attention to my moans, and continued with their respective tasks. With Zafar's tongue fucking my pussy, I was having difficulty even standing. Sensing this, Zafar held my thighs, preventing me from falling and helping me stand. He was now vigorously fucking my pussy with his tongue. Meanwhile, Chacha was busy wreaking havoc on my back. He turned around and stood behind me. I was standing in the middle. Zafar was kneeling in front of me, tongue-fucking my pussy. Chacha also knelt behind me. At first, I couldn't make out what he was doing or about to do. I turned my head back a couple of times to see what Chacha was up to behind me, but I couldn't see anything. But the next moment, I realized what Chacha was up to. He grabbed my prominent buttocks with his hands and began squeezing them with great pleasure. After squeezing and kneading my buttocks with both his hands for a while, he spread my buttocks apart. This exposed the crack in my ass, my small, puckered asshole, before his eyes. By then, I sensed his desire. I turned my head back to try and dissuade him, "Chacha, please don't do this..." But my refusal was blatantly ignored. And the next moment, I felt his hot breath on the crack of my ass between my buttocks, followed by the touch of his saliva-soaked, rough tongue. I honestly had no idea a 65-year-old man would do such a thing. But he began licking my ass crack thoroughly, from top to bottom. He was licking it thoroughly, lathering it with saliva. And whenever his tongue stopped at my asshole, he tried to insert it inside. But because I was standing, he had difficulty inserting his tongue into my asshole. So, he placed his hand on my back and signaled me to bend forward. As I bent forward, my ass automatically pushed back, exposing it to chacha even more. This probably made it easier for him to lick my asshole. Because the very next moment, I felt his saliva-soaked tongue enter my asshole. Zafar's tongue was already wreaking havoc in my pussy. Now, chacha's tongue had also entered my asshole. Now, the tongues of both fucker father and son were inside both my holes. And who knows what havoc they were going to wreak next to me. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (09.04.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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Part 122 – Zafar Demonstrates His Strength To Pihu

 

Pihu’s POV- I was standing in the middle of the room. In front of me, on his knees, Zafar was tongue-fucking my pussy. Behind me, on his knees, Chacha was tongue-fucking my asshole. These two horny father-son duos were simultaneously fucking my pussy and ass with their tongues. I stood between them, my pussy and ass being fucked by both horny father-son duo, diving into the ocean of pleasure. Once again, the mood of sex had settled over the room. And the second phase of our epic and memorable fuck was about to begin. I was fully prepared for it. However, I didn't want to reveal this desire to these horny father-son duo. I tried to pretend as if I had no desire to be fucked by them again. But my pretense was soon to be weakened by Zafar. After he had thoroughly fucked my pussy with his tongue, he stood up and stood in front of me. He held me tight in his arms and started kissing me on the lips. I initially cooperated with him for a while, but then I said, "Everything's over. Now let me go. My husband is waiting for me at home." Zafar said, "How can I let you go without fucking you again? You're such a slut that I can't get enough of you just once." I laughed and said, "Then how will you be satisfied?" Zafar said, "Obviously, by fucking you once more." I laughed again and said, "Only once?" Zafar, understanding my hint, said, "Let's just do it once for now. If it feels good, we'll do it again." I said, "Once again?" Zafar said, a little surprised, "You're talking as if you've never fucked someone two or more times in a row in your life." I said, "I've definitely had sex. But their cocks weren't as big and thick as yours. That's why I didn't have much difficulty taking them in my pussy." And with that, I fell into my own trap. Zafar said, "Your words suggest that you often have sex with other men besides your husband, right?" Now, how could I tell him that I'd been having sex with many other men besides my husband for the past three years? If I revealed this to him, he would think I was a characterless woman and an unfaithful and disloyal wife who often had sex with other men to satisfy her sexual desires. And he would think he could have sex with me whenever he wanted. And I didn't want to show him this at all. So I said, "I won't lie. I've had sex with my devar (brother-in-law) in addition to my husband. But both of them are my own family members. And if I were to talk about people outside my family, you and your father are the only ones I've had sex with." Zafar listened to me and said, "So you mean to say that you've had sex with three men besides your husband. Right?" I said softly, "Yes." Zafar smiled slightly and said, "You know whether this number is three or thirty." I said, "What difference does it make? It's my personal matter. You've fucked me once. And you want to fuck me again? Fuck me. And end the matter." Zafar said, "How can we end the matter like that, my love? I want to fuck you to my heart's content today." I said, "You're quite a rascal." Zafar laughed again and said, "That's exactly who I am. And it's women like you who made me such a scoundrel." With that, he once again placed my lips between his and began kissing them. I, forgetting all the trivial matters, began to cooperate with him. I once again wanted Zafar to fuck me, not to create any trouble. And so, I focused on getting fucked. Nothing else.

After squeezing and sucking my soft, juicy lips for a while, Zafar removed his mouth from mine. Then he said, "I have a wish. Will you fulfill it?" I said, "What wish? Tell me." He said, "No, first promise me that you will fulfill my wish. Then I will tell you." I said, "How can I promise you without knowing what your wish is?" He said, "No, first you promise, then I will tell you." Then I said, "Okay, if I feel I can fulfill your wish, then I will. Now tell me what your wish is." Zafar was initially happy to hear me, but then, blushing a little, he said, "Pihu, will you suck my cock? My wife never sucks my cock." I said, "But why? Does your wife feel disgusted by sucking cock?" He shook his head and said, "No. That's not the reason. She says my cock is so big and thick that it takes her life just to take it in her pussy, so she won't take it in her mouth. She says if my cock goes into her mouth, it will surely tear her mouth apart." I laughed and said, "I completely agree with your wife on this. Your cock is so big and thick that any girl or woman would be afraid to take it in her pussy, so how will she take it in her mouth?" Zafar was disappointed after hearing this. He thought I was refusing to suck his cock. He said in a disappointed voice, "So you too refused to suck my cock. It was my heart's desire that a woman would suck my cock. And I would get her to suck my cock. But like my wife, today you too refused to suck my cock. This means that my desire to have a woman suck my cock will remain just that. It will never be fulfilled. Isn't it?" Seeing his disappointment, I laughed. I said, "I'm just saying your wife is right. Your cock is big and thick. Sucking it in your mouth is quite a challenge. But when did I say I wouldn't suck your cock?" Hearing my words, Zafar's face lit up with joy once again. He said, "So, you'll suck my cock, Pihu? Will you fulfill my wish today?" I said, "Yes, I will definitely suck your cock. But on one condition." He said, "What condition? I'm ready to accept whatever you ask. Just suck my cock once today." I said, "First, listen to me. I will definitely suck your cock, but I will suck it the way I want. You won't force it on me. You won't force it into my mouth. Agreed?" He said, "Agreed. Suck my cock however you like. I won't force anything on you. I won't force my cock into your mouth either." I said, "Okay. You sit on the edge of the bed. I'll suck your cock." Zafar agreed and sat down on the edge of the bed.


By then, Chacha had stopped licking my ass and moved away from me so I could suck his son’s cock properly. Zafar was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I stood naked in front of him, seeing him taking his cock in his hand, and slowly stroking it. Zafar had fucked me only a short while ago, but his cock was neither flaccid nor erect. But even though it wasn't fully erect, it looked quite large and dangerous. When I saw his cock soften, I knew Zafar's cock needed some pampering from me. Zafar sat on the edge of the bed in front of me and started stroking it. Then, he applied the pre-cum that had come out of his cock to my lips and moved it around as if he were applying lipstick on my lips. I ran my tongue over my lips, savoring the taste of Zafar's yummy pre-cum. Then, I took Zafar's cock in my hand and started caressing it. I brought his cock close to my mouth and gave it a loving kiss. For the first time, the touch of a lusty woman like me on his cock sent shivers down his entire body. I then moistened the glans of Zafar's cock with my mouth and began to move my tongue around it. I knew full well that there was a vast difference between Zafar's cock size and the cocks of other men, including Bijan. If I suddenly took it into my mouth and started sucking it, it would become so large and thick that it could suffocate me. And I didn't want to take that risk. But that didn't mean I didn't want to suck it. I wouldn't likely ever find a cock as big and thick as Zafar's again. So, I wasn't going to let the experience of sucking such a large and thick cock slip away, especially with my mouth. So, I had to find a middle ground. This would kill two birds with one stone. What I mean is that I could give him pleasure by sucking his cock, without putting myself in danger. So I used my brain and decided to slowly suck his cock to make it erect. And then I would try to take it in my mouth. Only if I was able to suck it in my mouth would I proceed further, or else I would let it out. With this thought in mind, I took Zafar's cock and started sucking it. Zafar found the touch of my hands and lips very pleasurable. Every man's cock remains erect after having sex with a woman, so how long could it take for a young man like him to become erect when the juicy lips and wet tongue of a horny woman like me are active on his cock? His cock seemed to reach the sky in no time. After that, I took Zafar's cock in my mouth and began to give it extra stimulation by sucking it, gently stroking it with my hand. Zafar's cock slowly began to swell inside my mouth. Gradually, Zafar's cock filled the emptiness in my mouth, just as his cock had filled the emptiness in my pussy just moments before. I sucked Zafar's cock slowly and lovingly, without any haste. I was sucking his cock less and running my tongue more along its outer skin. This gradually formed a thin layer of my saliva over Zafar's cock. This accomplished two things simultaneously: first, I didn't have to suck Zafar's cock as much; I was moving my tongue around it in a circular motion, forming a circle around his cock. Meanwhile, I was coating his cock with my saliva to make it easier for him to penetrate my pussy, and to minimize my pain while having his cock into my pussy. My efforts to make Zafar's cock erect were continuing, and blood began to fill his cock's capillaries. Zafar was sitting on the edge of the bed, having me suck his cock. Just from the expression on his face, I could tell how much he was enjoying my cock-sucking. He silently lowered his head, enjoying my cock-sucking. I sat on my knees right in front of him, holding his thick, bamboo-like cock in both hands, sucking and licking it. Slowly, as I sucked, Zafar's cock reached its full size. My guess was right. Zafar's cock became fully erect, about the length of one of my hands and as thick as my own hand. I was comfortably sucking his cock in my mouth. Chacha stood next to me, watching me suck his son's cock. Suddenly, he came up behind me, grabbed my buttocks, and pulled me back. This caused my ass, including my buttocks, to protrude towards him. Spreading my buttocks with his hands, he began to lick his tongue along the crack of my ass. I began to feel a little uncomfortable. My mouth was already stuffed with Zafar's cock, and on top of that, Chacha was constantly licking my ass. I even thought he was preparing my ass for his son. I massaged Zafar's cock from balls to tip with the tip of my tongue. Occasionally, I took Zafar's thick glans into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, giving Zafar a high. Zafar moaned, "Oh Pihu... my sexy Pihu... what a cock you suck... I've never had so much fun before... you're truly amazing..."


Hearing my name from Zafar's mouth sent a tingling sensation through every nerve in my body. I began to enjoy Zafar's cock with my tongue, massaging it with my tongue. Zafar's cock had almost reached its full size. I began to suck it, stroking it with my hand. It must have taken barely five minutes for Zafar's cock to become as hard as a iron rod. When I had provided Zafar with sufficient sensation through oral sex, I thought if Zafar started fucking my mouth, he would become uncontrollable, tearing it apart with his thick cock and ejaculating inside me. If that happened, my desire for sex would remain unfulfilled once again. So, I removed Zafar's cock from my mouth, stood up, and said to Zafar, "Now it's my turn. Put your tongue back to work servicing my pussy." While I was standing, Zafar knelt down and put his mouth back into my pussy. For Zafar's convenience, I placed my left leg on his right shoulder, opening my pussy slightly. After doing so, when Zafar applied his tongue to my pussy, he tasted some of my pussy juices, but he still had difficulty licking them. So, Zafar asked me to place my other leg on his shoulder and sit down, leaning against the bed. I obliged. Zafar took my weight on his shoulders and stood up. I held on to the bed's mosquito-net stand, steadying myself. Now, my pussy was wide open, inviting Zafar's lips and tongue once again. Zafar plunged his tongue into my pussy, licking the oozing juices, causing a stir within me. I moaned, "Lick...lick...my pussy...eat it raw..." This pussy-sucking continued for a while. Then Zafar noticed my body shaking. He understood I was about to climax again. Zafar immediately captured the most sensitive part of my pussy, my clitoris, between his lips and began sucking it with his tongue. My moans turned into screams of ecstasy, "Uff...Zafar...I can't take it anymore...I can't take it anymore...I'm about to cum...I'm about to cum..." My pussy was throbbing violently, and sexual fluids flowed from it like a river. Zafar kept swallowing my juices, but his focus on my clitoris remained unabated. I couldn't bear the force of such a powerful orgasm and began squirting right on Zafar's mouth. A strong stream of my pussy juices poured in and out of Zafar's mouth, and once the flow began, it stopped only after my juices were completely drained. Zafar gulped down a few drops of this hot drink because lust had taken over him too.


In the heat of sexual excitement, there's a certain intoxication in bringing sexual pleasure to one's partner, and every man and woman sometimes cross all limits for it. Zafar then held me in his arms, laid me on my back on the bed, and then spit on his cock. My pussy was already slick with Zafar's saliva and the divine essence of orgasm. So, Zafar slid me onto the bed, bent my legs at the knees, placed the tip of his cock in the center of my pussy, and gave it a powerful thrust. The cock, giving us both a pleasurable feeling, slid into my pussy, accustomed to sex. I squeezed Zafar's back tightly, scissoring my legs. But Zafar's cock was so large that in this position, it couldn't fully enter me. Half of it remained outside. So I released Zafar from my leg scissors again and said, "Zafar, now rub my pussy hard! My pussy is still tingling." Zafar then began thrusting. Having been given oral for so long, Zafar himself was eager to ejaculate me, not only giving his cock friction but also giving it a good orgasm. Gradually, his thrusts gained more vigor and strength. After 15 to 20 powerful thrusts in a row, my body stiffened once again, and my pussy started throbbing. And then I climaxed. I was lying on my back on the bed, Zafar's cock still inside my pussy, and a strong stream of juice was flowing from my pussy. This time, Zafar calmed down, allowing me to cum, and stood still. I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure of my orgasm. After a while, when I finished and opened my eyes, I saw Zafar smiling at me. Seeing his smile, I felt embarrassed. Zafar kissed my cheek and asked, "Pihu, did you enjoy cumming?" I blushed and replied, "Yes." Zafar asked, "So should I start again?" I said, "Sure." As soon as those words left my mouth, I felt like the Vande Bharat Express (the fastest express train in India) had started running through my pussy. Zafar instantly began to fuck me hard. He held my waist tightly and began to thrust his cock deep inside me. Sometimes he would pull his cock out of my pussy all the way to the glans, and the next moment, he would thrust it back in with a single thrust. When he would ram his cock all the way into my pussy with a single thrust, it felt so long, as if his cock was tearing my pussy apart and reaching my tummy. And each time, his stomach would slam into my ass, and his large, hanging balls would brush against my buttocks. The whole room echoed with the sweet music of fucking, "thapp...thapp...thapp..." and "fuch...fuch...fuch..." Once again, moans escaped my mouth, "Uff...ahhh...ohh...I'm dead..." But through all this, Zafar didn't stop even once. He kept fucking me relentlessly. Sometimes he would give me a hard, vigorous fuck, and sometimes he would slowly and slowly give me long, pounding thrusts, leaving me restless.


After a while, Zafar pulled me to the edge of the bed, where he stood on the floor, placed both my legs on his both shoulders, and began to vigorously fuck my pussy. After fucking my pussy like this for a while, he grabbed my hands, lifted me off the bed, and said, "Pihu, hold my waist firmly with your legs so you don't fall." I didn't understand what he was going to do. I asked him, "Tell me what you're going to do." He laughed and said, "Do as I say. I'll show you my strength." I still didn't understand what he said. But I did as he asked. I placed both my legs on either side of Zafar's waist, and, folding them like scissors, held Zafar's waist tightly with my legs, so I wouldn't fall. By then, Zafar's cock was already inside my pussy. As soon as I grabbed his waist with my legs, Zafar put both his hands under my ass and lifted me off the bed, holding me in his lap. I grabbed his neck with both my hands and clung to his body. Holding my waist and ass, he inserted his cock into my pussy, lifted me from his lap, and stood on the floor. Then, in that position, he inserted his cock into my pussy and began to fuck me. I had never been fucked in this position before. While I was enjoying being fucked by Zafar in this position, I was also afraid that if I fell to the ground, I might get hurt. But Zafar wasn't worried about that. He fearlessly supported my weight in his lap with his strong arms, continuing to fuck me in that position without stopping. I felt his strength. Zafar didn't stop there. He picked me up like a little girl, and started walking around the room, inserting his cock into my pussy. He stood in front of the mirror while he fucked me. I could see through the mirror how Zafar was fucking me while holding me in his lap. I was embarrassed to see myself in the mirror, getting fucked so roughly by Zafar, but I was also happy that I had the chance to be fucked by a strong man like him. After walking around the room for a while, lifting me in his lap, he laid me down on the bed on my back and started fucking me again. I was amazed not only by his strength but also by his stamina. He had been fucking me for last 15 minutes without stopping, but there was not a trace of him ejaculating. During this time, I had already orgasmed once again. And was on the verge of orgasm once again. But Zafar kept fucking me relentlessly, without stopping. At one point, I felt like he would keep fucking me like this for ages. Without stopping, without climaxing. But I still needed to cum. So I clung to him and once again released a torrent of my pussy juice. A strong stream of juice flowed out of my clit, bathing Zafar's cock. Zafar, while fucking me, asked, "Pihu, tell me the truth, has anyone else ever given you such pleasure as I have?" I shook my head and said, "Never... You're truly unique... You're incomparable..." Zafar, delighted, began to fuck me, squeezing my boobs in his hands and sucking my nipples. After a while, he hugged me tightly, and after plunging his cock deep into my pussy, he stilled. Zafar's cock felt a sensation inside my pussy. His cock throbbed inside my pussy as if two hearts were beating inside. Zafar's cock released another powerful spurt of cum, quenching the fire in my pussy. The cum began to fill my pussy from within. He didn't stop, rubbing his cock against my pussy as long as his erection persisted. I embraced him, relishing this extraordinary orgasm multiple times. Even when his cock began to relax, Zafar held his cock in my pussy until the last drop of cum was released. After a while, our bodies went limp. Zafar finally collapsed, drenched in sweat, on my naked body. After bearing Zafar's weight for a while, I laid him down on the bed next to me. (Contd.)

 

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Part 123 – The Final Stage Of Pihu's Sex Game With Zafar

 

Pihu’s POV- After getting fucked by Zafar two times in a row, I was truly exhausted. And I don't know when I fell asleep while lying on the bed. My sweet sleep, brought on by the exhaustion of the fucking, was interrupted when I felt someone's wet tongue and hot breath on my pussy. I opened my eyes and saw that 65-year-old chacha was sucking and licking his son's hot cum from my freshly fucked, juicy pussy. It's also surprising that when a man's cock is flaccid, that is, his lust is satiated, he doesn't even like to taste cum. But when desire and lust are raging in his mind and his cock is erect, he has no problem licking his own or another man's cum from the pussy of his wife, girlfriend, or any other woman. The waves of pleasure that surged through my pussy from chacha's tongue rekindled the lust that had calmed down a while ago. Zafar was fast asleep nearby. Chacha held my hand and woke me up. He asked me lovingly, "How did you like riding my son's cock? Have you ever get fucked by a man like this before?" I told him the truth, "No, chacha. This was my first and unique experience. I will never forget this experience in my life." Hearing my words, chacha laughed again and said, "So, I told you, if you get off my son's cock once, you'll want to get fucked by him again and again. Didn't I tell you the truth?" I said, smiling shyly, "Yes, chacha, you were absolutely right. Your son's cock is unmatched. His strength and stamina are truly amazing and incomparable." Chacha was delighted to hear me talk about his son. He was sitting next to me on the bed, playing with both my boobs. He was squeezing them gently and lovingly. I was enjoying the pressure of his hands on my boobs. And despite having been roughly fucked by Zafar's big, thick cock twice in the past hour, I was getting aroused. As Chacha played with my boobs, I was also gently caressing his cock in my hands. Chacha was right. He had ejaculated in my pussy about an hour ago, and after that, his cock had shrunk to a small size. And when I asked him, he told me that once he ejaculated, it would take at least an hour for his cock to become erect again. Just an hour later, I noticed that his cock had grown much larger than before. This meant that he had gotten aroused by watching me get roughly fucked by his son during this time. It's done. And at the same time, his cock had started to get erect. Although it wasn't fully erect yet, it was erect enough for me to suck it and fully enjoy it. I was yearning to get fucked by both father and son at the same time. And for that, I would have to prepare chacha's cock for my fucking. And perhaps chacha had sensed this desire in my heart even before I could say it. He said to me, "Pihu, I feel like kissing you." Without saying anything, I moved my face towards his. Chacha brought his mouth close to mine and placed his lips on mine. And once again, our passionate kiss began. Chacha placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards him. Holding my soft and juicy lips between his manly and rough ones, he squeezed them and began to suck them. Chacha kissed me so passionately that it didn't take long for me to get aroused. And I, too, began to reciprocate his kiss in the same way he was. We both began to kiss each other passionately, sucking and kissing each other's lips. Our passionate kiss soon turned into a play of our tongues, when he slipped his tongue into mine. I opened my mouth and invited his tongue inside mine wholeheartedly. As soon as Chacha put his tongue inside mine, I took his tongue over mine and slowly started sucking it. Gradually, our tongues started to entangle. Our play became more intense. Within a short while, we were sucking each other's tongues, exchanging our saliva to each other. Chacha, while sucking my tongue, poured his saliva into my mouth, which I swallowed. Then it was my turn. I sent a gift of my saliva into his mouth, which he also accepted with gratitude, and then swallowed it.

After a few moments of passionate kissing, Chacha removed his lips from mine and then lay down on my lap like a small child. I laid him down on my lap and began to gently caress his head. I was leaning slightly towards his face. This caused both my boobs to hang just a short distance from Chacha's face, which he was staring at. I saw a glint of desire in his eyes, and I understood what was going on in his heart. Understanding his heart's desire without him even telling me, I leaned a little closer to his face. This caused both my boobs to hang right next to his mouth. Chacha took one of my nipples into his mouth and began sucking it. He cupped the other tit in his hand. And just as a mother nurses her hungry child, I too, laying him down on my lap, began to breastfeed him. Chacha was sucking my nipple and simultaneously pressing my other tit. He was spitting on it and sucking. Just like a hungry child sucks its mother's nipple, Chacha was sucking my nipple vigorously, as if milk would flow from my nipple any moment and he would quench his thirst with it. I too kept letting him suck my nipple. After sucking one nipple to his heart's content for a long time, Chacha took my other nipple in his mouth and started sucking it in the same way as he did the first, and began pressing the first one. For a while, Chacha sucked both my nipples in turn, occasionally placing them between his teeth and biting them. And whenever he did this, soft moans would escape my mouth, "Ummm...ahhh...ohhh..." Chacha continued sucking and biting both my nipples for quite some time. And I made him lie down in my lap and started moaning softly while getting him to suck and bite both my nipples. Zafar was sleeping on the bed besides me. Hearing my moans, he woke up. And while sitting like that, he started watching me making his 65 year old father suck my nipples by making him lie down in my lap like a small child. He did not disturb us. He just started watching his father sucking my nipples. And this erotic scene was enough to excite him. Because I could clearly see the immediate erection in his cock. And Zafar's cock slowly started getting erect.


As soon as I saw Zafar's cock become erect before my eyes, I remembered chacha's cock. While I was having him suck my nipple, I took his cock in my hand and started stroking it, which had already become quite erect. I would have to do the rest with my mouth. As I slowly took his cock in my hand and started caressing it, chacha said to me, "Pihu, please suck my cock a little. You're a good cock sucker. I love having you suck it. You were sucking Zafar's cock with great passion just a while ago. Now, please suck my cock a little, so it gets erect." I said to him, "Okay, you lie down on the bed, and I'll suck yours." As soon as I said this, Zafar got off the bed and stood at the edge, giving his father space to lie down on the bed. I laid chacha on his back on the bed where Zafar was lying. Chacha laid down with a pillow under his waist. This lifted his waist upwards. I bent my knees and sat between his legs. I grabbed his cock in my hand and brought it to my nose. I gave it a good sniff. His cock smelled of his own cum and my pussy juices. Without further ado, I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking it. Zafar's cock is extremely large and thick, making it a challenge to take it in my mouth. But compared to his cock, Chacha's cock is like a small toy, making it quite easy for me to take in one go. So, I took his entire cock into my mouth and started sucking it. His cock was quite erect, but it wasn't hard; it felt quite soft. I began to suck it, running my tongue around his cock. I even started to bite the glans between my teeth. This caused a tremor in his body. I wasn't sucking chacha's cock too hard, because I knew full well that if I sucked it too hard, he would ejaculate in my mouth. And that would also leave my desire to get fucked by this father and son together unfulfilled. Therefore, I was sucking his cock very carefully, so that he wouldn't ejaculate in my mouth due to excitement. Chacha was lying down, fully enjoying my cock-sucking. Sometimes he would moan softly with his eyes closed, and sometimes he would open his eyes and smile at me sucking his cock. Overall, I could tell from his facial expression how much he was enjoying my cock-sucking. He then reached out and grabbed one of my boobs and began to play with it. I understood that just as I was giving him pleasure by sucking his cock, he was also trying to give me pleasure by playing with my boobs. And I was enjoying this very act. So I kept sucking his cock and having him squeeze my boobs. Slowly, I made his cock fully erect.


As soon as I'd sucked his cock and made it fully erect, I immediately took it out of my mouth. But as I turned around to sit upright, Zafar said stopping me doing so, "Uhm, don't get up. Stay where you are. And turn into doggy position. I'll fuck you from behind now." Hearing Zafar talk about getting fucked again sent a wave of pleasure through my entire body. I'd been wanting that too. But hearing about him from behind made me a little wary. Getting fucked from behind by Zafar wasn't without risk. If he limited himself to my pussy only, it would be fine for me, but if he targeted my ass instead of my pussy, then it may be difficult for me. I absolutely did not want his cock pounding my ass. If his bamboo-sized cock entered the small hole in my ass, it would tear my ass apart, which I absolutely didn't want, not to mention the pain. So I cautiously told Zafar, "No, Zafar, you can fuck my pussy all you want, but I'm never going to let you fuck my ass." Zafar replied, "Pihu, I don't want to fuck your ass right now. Let me fuck your pussy thoroughly from behind, then I'll decide whether I want to fuck your ass or not." I laughed and said, "That means you can fuck my ass later, if not now. But how did you get in the mood for sex again so quickly? Just half an hour ago, you fucked me hard twice." Zafar replied, "Listen, my sexy Pihu... because firstly I've already had a half-hour's rest after I discharge. And if I don't fuck you again after fucking you once, it would be an insult to your pussy." I laughed again at Zafar's words and said, "You bastard, I'm ready to get fucked from you anyway, so why are you making up stories?" While we were talking, I was in the mood for sex again. I got into a doggy position right where I was. Chacha was lying on the bed, and I was sitting like a bitch between his two legs. Zafar was standing behind me on the floor. Chacha's cock was near my mouth, and my pussy and ass were near Zafar's mouth. Zafar leaned forward and kissed both my hips and pussy. A shiver ran through my body. Zafar then placed the tip of his cock at the opening of my pussy, held my waist, and pushed forward hard. His huge, bamboo-like cock, coated in spit, slid into my pussy with a thud. With a moan of pleasure, I said, "Zafar, your cock suits my pussy the most." At this, Zafar, rubbing his cock against my pussy, said, "But my love, your husband's cock is probably as long and thick as mine, isn't it?" How could I tell him that my husband's cock wasn't even half the size of his? So I lied to him and said, "Yes, you're right. But your cock is incomparable. I could never forget your cock even if I wanted to." Hearing this, Zafar was filled with excitement, and his thrusts gained strength and vigor. He began rubbing my pussy with his cock again. The thrill of being fucked by the largest and thickest cock ever to enter my pussy only increased the pleasure of my sex. I wondered what would have happened to the unending flame of lust burning in my pussy if I hadn't found such a passionate father-son duo. I realized that in any family, there's a tendency for father and son to hide from each other about having sex with a new partner. Due to which both of them may somehow secretly enjoy sex with a new partner but their mind is always tensed and doubtful. But it was not so in the case of Chacha and his son Zafar. Both of them were simultaneously fucking the same partner i.e. me at the same time. Such an opportunity comes rarely in anyone’s life. Zafar's thrusts were continuously going on in my pussy. Sometimes he would hold my waist with his hands and sometimes he would fondle my boobs. Sometimes he would enjoy the roundness of my fleshy buttocks and sometimes he would make my buttocks red by slapping them hard.


The excitement of arousal began to flow from my mouth in the form of abuses. I was saying, "Zafar, both of you, father and son, are such bastards. Chacha fucked me first. Then he made me lick my pussy at his shop and made me cum. Now, he's called me to his house today on some pretext and is continuously getting me fucked by his son." Zafar, while fucking me, said, "Before you say anything about our father and son, look at yourself, you slut. My father is lying naked beside you, having fucked you before me. And you, a married woman, are getting your pussy fucked by strangers like us, like a cheap whore. You bitch, you're a number one whore!!! Our father and son's personal whore." I said, "You bastard, you know I'm a married woman. Who made me a whore by arousing my lust and fucking me with this huge cock?" So Zafar said, "Pihu, you're already a whore and will remain a whore always. That's why you're getting fucked by so many men like me, besides your husband." I said, "Yes, Zafar, you're right. Let me explain, your cock is so powerful that if any woman gets fucked by it once, she'll forget her husband and get fucked by your cock again and again. It's not my fault, it's your cock. Now, stop all this nonsense and thrust it in with some strength, you bastard! My pussy is about to squirt." Zafar said, "Then take it, my whore!" And the continuous thrusts of his cock, one after another, started to ripple through my pussy. Zafar was thrusting his cock into my pussy with such force that I was constantly moved from my place by the thrusts. And with chacha's cock right in front of my face, it repeatedly collided with my face. After a while, the force of Zafar's thrusts became even more ferocious. I had no choice but to moan loudly. So, taking Zafar's massive cock into my pussy, I began to scream and moan, "You bastard...fuck me...fuck me harder...tear my pussy apart...fuck me and make my pussy a cunt...you bastard, motherfucker..." As I continued to be fucked by Zafar's cock, my screams grew louder. Finally, Zafar said to his father, "Father, shut this whore's mouth with your cock. Otherwise, her moans will bring all our neighbors here." As soon as the son said this, the chacha shoved his cock into my mouth. Holding my head down, he began to fuck my mouth. Now I had Zafar's cock in my pussy and chacha's in my mouth. Now both my upper and lower holes were being fucked simultaneously. And now I kept getting fucked by Zafar while taking chacha's cock in my mouth, making the sound of "gung...gung..." Slowly, while getting fucked by Zafar, my whole body started to twitch and I ejaculated in one stroke. My pussy was pulsing due to the ejaculation. Then Zafar's cock also started spraying his cum on the yearning fire of my pussy with a strong jet of cum. After enjoying the bliss of ultimate pleasure, both Zafar and I lay down exhausted on the bed. Within a short time, I took Zafar in my embrace.


After a while, I got up from the bed and sat down. Chacha and Zafar sat on either side of me. I placed my both boobs in Zafar's and chacha’s mouths. Then, with both my boobs, I began to arouse the lust of both father and son. The sight of me feeding them my boobs sent a wave of excitement through both of them. Meanwhile, Zafar and Chacha, intoxicated with the desire to have sex after sucking my boobs, found the bed too small for a threesome. So, they both lifted me from the bed and pulled me down to the floor. Chacha straightened his erect cock with his hand and gestured to me. I placed his cock at the mouth of my pussy, ready to swallow it in, and began to sit on his erect cock. With a few movements of my waist, I settled his cock inside my pussy. Then, with a few movements, I began to enjoy Chacha's cock. After a while, I placed my head on Chacha's chest, waiting for Zafar's cock to enter my ass. Before Zafar inserted his cock into my ass, he licked his tongue over my sensitive asshole, and my ass began to tingle. I screamed, "Zafar, now shove your dick into my ass!" Hearing this, Zafar laughed and said, "Just a moment ago, you were refusing to take my cock in your ass. And now you're dying to take it in your ass." Zafar lubricated my ass with his mouth and placed the red glans of his cock there. Then, taking a deep breath, slowly and forcefully inserted the tip of his cock into my asshole. Once the tip was set in my asshole, he thrusted the entire cock into my asshole with one thrust. Zafar's cock glided over chacha's cock, which was already inside my pussy. Both chacha and Zafar felt a strange tingling sensation from the presence of each other's cock in my pussy and asshole respectively. Now, the situation was such that chacha's cock was in my pussy, and Zafar's cock was in my ass. Chacha lay quietly and passively with his cock in my pussy, while Zafar was fucking my ass. After several thrusts, Zafar stopped thrusting and, taking me with him, lay down on the ground. Chacha then climbed on top of me and began to rub his cock against my pussy. After several thrusts, when his cock began to feel a sensation, he stopped and pulled it out of my pussy. Controlling himself from ejaculation somehow, he signaled to Zafar. Zafar understood that Chacha would now fuck my ass. So he, too, lifted me off him and removed his cock from my ass. After a brief rest, Chacha sat on the edge of the bed and placed me on his cock. His cock entered my ass with ease, as Zafar's cock had already widened the passage to my ass enough. Chacha then lay down, and Zafar stood and began to fuck my pussy. Now, Chacha's cock was in my ass, and Zafar's cock was in my pussy. This game continued for some time. The father and son, alternating positions, rubbed their cocks against both my holes, creating frictional pleasure for all three of them. Sometimes a moan would escape my mouth, sometimes a scream! I was experiencing the incredible pleasure of taking Chacha and Zafar's cocks in both my holes simultaneously. Meanwhile, the two experienced cocks continued to fuck me. After half an hour of pleasurable hard work, Zafar and Chacha's thrusts began to gain speed. All three were nearing climax. I was also giving heavenly pleasure to both father and son by moving my waist as much as possible and was enjoying the pleasure of both those cocks myself. As soon as the moment of my climax came, contraction and release started happening in both my pussy and ass due to orgasm. The organs of all three of us, Zafar, and chacha, were throbbing. Both my pussy and ass started filling with the cum of Zafar and chacha. All three of us were enjoying the throbbing of each other's organs.


When Zafar's cock became fully erect, he held me in his hand and straightened me. I positioned his cock on my pussy and sat down. Zafar's entire cock was inside me. In this position, Zafar seemed like the embodiment of Cupid. I began to move my waist in unison, and waves of passion began to rise in both my pussy and Zafar's cock. After enjoying a few moments of vigorous sex, Zafar pulled me under him, held me tightly in his arms, and began to thrust hard. I began to remember his first time fucking me, when he had crushed me with his mighty cock. Today's intoxicating sex game had a different level of excitement. Now I wanted Zafar to fuck me in a more brutal way than usual. I provoked Zafar, saying, "You bastard, show my pussy all the strength you and your dick have, and make today's epic fuck game memorable for me." Zafar's stamina had already increased after his first orgasm. He accepted my challenge and said, "If I don't make you scream today, you slut. Today I'll show you the true power of my dick." Zafar then lifted me off the ground, straddled the bed, and once again thrust his powerful dick into my pussy. Holding my waist with both hands, he began to fuck me doggy style, reddening my buttocks with slaps. My pussy was experiencing immense frictional pleasure with each of Zafar's hard thrusts. Zafar then lifted me up again, holding my waist, and placed me on the bed, pinning me to the upper edge. My upper body was bent over, and the lower part of my body hung back. In this position, Zafar delivered 15 to 20 hard thrusts. With the support of the bed beneath me, those thrusts felt twice as powerful. I began to wonder if I had made a mistake by provoking Zafar. Would Zafar turn my pussy into a mess? But my body and mind were fully prepared for any situation. My main goal now was to fully enjoy the fuck. After a few thrusts, Zafar suddenly pulled his cock out of my pussy. A cool breeze brushed against my hot, dripping, wet pussy, caressing it gently. I was filled with a pleasant feeling. Now it was my ass's turn again! Zafar bent down and began to enjoy the ripe fig scent emanating from my ass, which had been stretched by two cocks just a short while ago. Then he placed his mouth on my ass and began massaging my asshole with his tongue in circular motions. My ass began to tingle. Zafar then spread my ass as wide as he could with both hands and pushed his tongue deep inside. His tongue began to taste chacha's cum in my asshole. He was completely ecstatic and immediately thrust his hard, smooth cock into my ass with a powerful thrust. A scream of ecstasy followed by a curse escaped my mouth, "You bastard, are you going to tear my ass apart today?" Zafar laughed, "You were the one who challenged my cock, you bitch... so why is your ass tearing up now that it's taking my cock in?" I couldn't say anything in response. Zafar, still holding his cock inside my ass, lifted me off the bed, positioned me in a ponytail, and began vigorously pounding my ass. After getting my ass fucked by Zafar for a while, I felt that if another cock entered my pussy and pounded it hard, I would soon cum like Niagara Falls. Zafar lay down, noticing the turmoil in my pussy. Chacha came and inserted his throbbing cock into my pussy. With each thrust, Chacha's cock, still in my ass, caressed Zafar's cock, pushing my pussy towards the brink of orgasm. The movement of Chacha's cock on Zafar's cock felt to Zafar as if someone was wrapping his cock in velvet and caressing it. Zafar and Chacha's powerful cocks filled every pore of my body with pleasure. Chacha's thrusts were arousing both me and Zafar. Finally, the moment arrived when the excitement of both cocks reached its peak, the veins in both of their cocks began to throb, and my pussy and ass began to fill with their thick, shiny cum. The simultaneous throbbing of both cocks and pussy made me feel as if a drum was being played within my pussy. Having reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, all three of us watched our bodies relax, breathing normally.


For a while, all three of us lay exhausted on the bed. Chacha's cock was still in my pussy, and Zafar's was still in my ass. Then, one by one, they removed their cocks from my pussy and ass. Zafar then thoroughly cleaned my pussy and asshole with a cloth. My entire body ached from the fucking, especially my pussy and asshole. The pain was so intense that I couldn't even stand properly, let alone walk. I got up from the bed and went to put on my clothes, when Chacha stopped me and said, "What are you doing? It's not right to get dressed after sex without bathing. Go take a bath first, then put on your clothes." I said, "I never bathe like this after sex." Chacha said, "But that's our rule. Don't object. Go take a bath in the bathroom. You'll feel completely refreshed after that." Without saying anything, I went to the bathroom naked and came back after a thorough bath. Then I put on my clothes. I combed my hair, fixed my makeup, and took a look at myself in the mirror. I looked exactly the same as I did when I arrived here. After tidying everything up, I paid chacha for my blouse, took my new blouse, and said to him, "Chacha, I'm leaving today. It's getting late." Chacha said, "Okay. You go now." Zafar said, "But how will you get home?" I said, "I'll take an auto on the highway." He said, "Wait, I'll call you a taxi." With that, he came out with me, got me into a taxi, and said, "I've already paid for the taxi. You don't need to pay. And the driver is someone I know. Just give him your home address, and he'll drop you off." I said, "Thank you," and got into the taxi. As soon as I got in, it started moving. I gave the driver the address of our apartment, rested my back on the seat, and relaxed. It's been three hours since I arrived. And I can't even count how many times I've been fucked in those three hours. My whole body was aching from the exhaustion of the fucking. Just then, I heard my phone ring. I took it out of my purse and saw it was Bijan calling. As soon as I received the call, he said, "Darling, where are you? It's been three hours. Are you sitting there sewing your own blouse? When will you be home? Come home and satisfy my cock. I can't take it anymore." Hearing him, I remembered that I'd promised Bijan that after returning, he could fuck me for as long as he wanted. I wouldn't stop him. I told him, "Don't worry. I'm just returning home. I'm on my way." I hung up. After getting fucked by Zafar, I didn't feel like having sex anymore. But I was helpless. I can get fucked as much as I want by other men outside the house, but I can't stop my husband from having sex with me. Can I??? (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (14.04.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Nice one
Just a minor thing.....the tailor and son episode reminded me of another epic written in Bengali....specifically the ritual of taking bath after sex. But these scenes are way more detailed and vivid and I am not complaining in any way ?
All credit to the writer.....

Yeah, no offence, I got the idea from that very story, which you have mentioned. In fact I have taken so many inspiration from that epic novel and many others. I truly owe them all and the respective writers.

[Neelkantha]

Part 124 – Ankita Expresses Her Gratitude To Pihu

 

Pihu’s POV- We are all family people. We can sacrifice even our lives for our family and our loved ones. But that doesn't mean we expect anything in return. Everything we do for our family and our loved ones is solely selfless. We know that we can neither receive nor expect anything in return for the work we do for them. I, too, have no expectations of any kind of recognition for everything I've done for my family and my loved ones. I don't want any recognition from my family. What I want is their immense love, trust, and confidence, and the blessings of the elders. You may have read in previous parts of our story how I convinced my devar (brother-in-law), Ani, to marry. Then, when he finally agreed, his would-be wife, Ankita, refused. Then I had to go to Ankita's house and hear her problem from her and solve it in my own way. However, only Ani in our family knew how I had solved it, because I had done it with his help at the time. Apart from Ani, no one else in our family knew how I had solved it. Even Bijan didn't know. The reason why I hadn't revealed it to him, despite Bijan asking me thousands of times after that incident, was because it involved Ankita and her dignity. And I didn't want to risk her dignity by making a big deal about it, neither then, nor do I want to now. This secret will remain buried within me, forever. However, I feel Bijan had an idea of what the situation might be and how I would have handled the situation. But I still haven't told him everything openly. Yes, besides Ani, there's one person who knows how I saved Ankita from being robbed of her dignity, and that person is Ankita herself. I think she probably found out about this from Ani. Because after my feat, they were happily engaged, and their wedding date was also set, and it's about to take place now. This all happened about eight to ten months ago. After her engagement with Ani, Ankita became a part of our family, and she's established a rapport with everyone in our family, especially with me. Like Ani, she calls me Boudi (sister-in-law) and Bijan Dadabhai (elder brother). She often calls me and talks to me, and she's become quite close to me. And our bond has also grown stronger during this time. Perhaps she learned about my deeds from Ani and called me and thanked me. She had said tearfully, "Boudi, if you weren't, I probably wouldn't be alive today. I probably would have taken my own life. Thank you so much." I had smiled and said, "Ankita, don't cry. Now you're also a member of our family. Just as Ani is my beloved, you too are my beloved and dearest. Although we may be sister-in-laws in relation, we will live together as two sisters, in one home and one family. And everything I did was for you, Ani, and our family. And if, God forbid, a situation arises where I have to do the same thing again for you, Ani, or any other member of our family, I will repeat it without hesitation. Remember one thing: I can do anything for you and Ani. I have done it in the past, and I will do it again if needed. Without fear and without hesitation." Ankita was delighted to hear what I said. And after that, our relationship grew even stronger. She was now so open with me and agreed to everything I said. I also liked her a lot. She's a nice girl with a calm nature. She's beautiful, quiet, and gentle by nature. And she's a million times far removed from all the wrong things in this world. And that's why I liked her even more. Overall, I was eager to officially make her a part of my family.

Ani and Ankita's wedding was approaching. I arrived in the village ten days before the wedding to help my mother-in-law and others with the wedding rituals. However, Bijan couldn't get that much time off from his office, so I came to the village alone. He stayed in the city. We both had decided that I would go to the village ten days before Ani's wedding. He would finish his work and take at least a week's leave from his office and return to the village two days before the wedding. Ani's didi (elder sister) was also coming with jamaibabu (brother-in-law) and Raju on the two days before the wedding. Our other guests were also arriving one or two days before the wedding. I was the only one going to the village so early because my mother-in-law wouldn't be able to handle all the wedding rituals alone. I would help her. As per our plan, I arrived in the village ten days before Ani's wedding. When I got there, I found that the groom, Ani, hadn't yet arrived in the village. He'd left for Mumbai after his engagement. He'd called his father to inform him that he'd be back in the village two or three days before the wedding, after finishing his film shoot. Meanwhile, my mother-in-law and I would have to prepare for all the wedding rituals. Since there wasn't a third woman in our family besides us, Bijan's aunt, Ani's mother, had passed away a few years earlier, the entire responsibility for Ani’s marriage fell on my mother-in-law and father-in-law. However, Bijan's uncle, also live with us, about whom I've described in detail in the previous part of our story. Anyway, my mother-in-law was very happy with me coming here, knowing that I'd be able to spend time with her in addition to helping with the wedding preparations. But I don't think we'll even have time for that in the hustle and bustle of wedding preparations. But I'll definitely make every effort to spend some quality time with her. My uncle-in-law was also happy for that reason. He even reminded me of my promise, that I'd spend my wedding night with him after Ani's wedding. Hearing this from him made me blush, but I assured him that I remembered my promise and would definitely keep it. But when the time comes. And he'll have to wait for the right time. Because there will be a wedding atmosphere at home. There will be a lot of relatives. And I can't make out with him like this in their presence. I'll definitely spend my own wedding night with him when the time is right. He was happy to hear me and agreed to my proposal. And I, along with my mother-in-law, got busy preparing for the wedding. Three days passed like this. The wedding was next week. One day, Ankita called me and said, "Boudi, are you busy?" I asked, "I am a little bit. Wedding preparations take a lot of time. But why are you asking this? Did you have any work for me?" Ankita said, "Well, I didn't have any important work for you, but I felt like meeting you. I can't leave the house right now, so I would love it if you came to see me in person. I want to talk to you about something." Hearing her words, I felt a little scared at first. What was Ankita trying to talk to me about? Had this girl caused trouble again? I said, "What's the matter, Ankita? Tell me openly." Hearing my words, Ankita laughed and said, "Hey Boudi, don't be afraid. There's nothing to be afraid of. I just feel like meeting you and talking to you a little bit. That's why I was saying I'd love it if you could come to see me. It's been so long since I've seen you." Hearing her words, I breathed a sigh of relief. I told her, "Okay, after finishing my work today, I'll go to your house this afternoon to meet you." Ankita was very happy to hear this and said, "Thank you, Boudi. Please come. I have a lot to talk to you about. I'll be waiting for you." I told her that I was going to her house and meeting her and then hung up. I too had been wanting to meet Ankita once before the wedding. It was good that she herself asked me to meet her.


As per my plan, I went to Ankita's house that afternoon to meet her. Ankita's mother welcomed me, "Come, come, Pihu. How are you? How are your wedding preparations going?" I said, "I'm fine, Aunty. How are you? Our preparations are in full swing. Ankita called me today, saying she wanted to meet me. That's why I came to see her." Ankita's mother was delighted and said, "You did a great job. She's in her room. Go and meet her. I'll get you tea and snacks later." I went to Ankita's room to meet her. Seeing me, Ankita was overjoyed and ran to me, hugging me tightly. She said, "Hey Boudi, come. It's been so long since I've met you in person! I have so many things to talk about." We both sat on the bed and started talking. Our conversation turned to her and Ani's wedding. As soon as the topic of her and Ani's wedding turned, her expression changed, albeit momentarily. Until now, she'd been talking to me with a smile, but for a moment, a dark cloud of despair crossed her face. Just by looking at the despair etched on her face, I knew she was reliving everything. She paused for a moment and then said to me, "Boudi, even today, when I think about those days, my heart sinks. I wonder what would have happened to me if you hadn't helped me then. Piyush would have ruined my life. And I couldn't do anything against him. I would have been tempted to take my own life. " I stopped Ankita and said, "Ankita, what's done is done. Forget it for now. You and Ani are getting married next week. After that, you'll be entering a new life. You'll have new responsibilities. Think about it. Think about your and Ani's future, not your dark past." Hearing my words, Ankita's face returned to normal. To brighten her mood, I said, "Okay, Ankita, tell me something. You've been meeting Ani for almost a year now, so you must have kissed each other, right?" Hearing this, Ankita blushed. She smiled shyly and said, "Boudi, you too!!" Seeing her blush, I laughed. "Hey, why are you so embarrassed about this? What's there to be embarrassed about? Tell me, you kissed Ani, didn't you?" Hearing my words, Ankita blushed even more. She lowered her face and shook her head, smiling shyly. She didn't say anything. To tease her further, I said, "Did you two just kiss or did you do anything else? Tell me the truth." Ankita was shocked to hear this. She immediately raised her head and looked at me and said, "No Boudi, we haven't done anything else. Trust me. I have told Ani that whatever happens will happen after marriage.” “And before marriage, only kissing, right?” Saying this, I started laughing again.


Seeing me laugh like that, Ankita was even more surprised. She asked, "Why are you laughing?" I replied with a laugh, "Because I said the same thing to Bijan one day. That's why." Ankita said, "Did you two hang out like we did before the wedding?" I said, "Yes. After our marriage was fixed, I hung out with Bijan a lot. We used to go to movies, eat out, hang out in parks, etc. We'd sit and talk for hours. And sometimes we'd even kiss." Ankita said, "Didn't you stop Dadabhai?" I said, "Even if I did, he wouldn't have listened to me. Look, Ankita, whenever a man’s marriage is fixed, he gets very excited. He wants to do with his future wife, even before the wedding, all the things that everyone usually does after marriage. Husband and wife together." But we girls don't want that. We want to do everything after marriage. And when we try to explain this to our future husbands, they get offended. They think we're neglecting them right now. And this is why many would-be couples fight and have disagreements." Ankita agreed with this, saying, "Yes, Boudi, you're right. All the friends I've met who got married have said that even before they got married, their would-be husbands kept encouraging them to do all that." I pretended to be naive in front of Ankita and asked, "What do you mean by 'all that'?" Ankita went to say something, but the look on my face made her understand my mischief. She blushed again and said, "Boudi, I know you're deliberately pulling my leg. You know everything, but you're trying to make me say it." I teased her further, saying, "What am I trying to get you to say, Ankita? Tell me. I'm not quite understanding." Ankita said, "I know you understand everything. You're just pulling my leg." I said, "Well, tell me, have you ever watched porn?" Ankita didn't say anything, but simply nodded. I asked, "Alone or with friends?" Ankita said, "Earlier, I used to watch it with friends. Now, I watch it alone sometimes." I said, "That means you do everything else too, right?" Ankita said, "What do you mean 'everything else'?" I whispered in her ear, "Fingering your pussy?" She was stunned. She couldn't believe I would ask her such a question. She didn't say anything for a while, remaining silent. I prodded her again, "Hey, what happened? Tell me. You do it, don't you?" Ankita said in a low voice, "Boudi, what are you asking me?" I said, "Don't be shy. I'm like your elder sister. And your wedding is next week. And after that, there will be the wedding night. So, it's my duty to inform you about all this and explain it to you in advance. That's why I want to know how much knowledge you have on all these subjects. Now, don't be shy with me anymore. Tell me openly." Ankita remained silent for a while, and then, showing some trust in me, said, "Boudi, I won't hide anything from you. You really are like my elder sister. I can tell you anything that's on my mind openly. Yes, I have fingered myself many times." I said, "And then you've also had an orgasm, right?" She said, "Yes, Boudi." I asked, "So, you like to finger yourself and then have an orgasm. Right?" She said again in a low voice, "Yes, Boudi, I really like it when I finger my pussy and climax." I said, "Do you finger yourself, or have you ever had someone else do it for you? Like a friend?" She immediately shook her head and said, "No, Boudi. How can I let a friend finger my pussy? I'd feel embarrassed." I said, "What's there to be embarrassed about? You're a girl, and your friend must be a girl too. So, being a girl yourself, why should you feel embarrassed in front of another girl?" I paused for a moment and then said, "Take my word. If I want, I can even get naked in front of you. I won't feel embarrassed. Because I'm a woman, and you're a girl."


Ankita felt even more embarrassed after hearing my words. She said, "No, Boudi, please don't say such things. I feel shy." I teased her and said, "You feel shy in front of me. But what will you do when you have your first wedding night with your husband, Ani? Despite me being a woman, you are not able to talk openly in front of me. So how will you remain normal in front of your husband on your wedding night?" Then I explained to her, "Look, Ankita, the wedding night is special for everyone. Whether it's a man or a girl. Everyone dreams about their wedding night and strives to make that dream a reality. You must have such a dream, and maybe Ani's too. But if you shy away and fail to reveal yourself properly to him, your dream will remain unfulfilled. Always remember one thing: the wedding night is always special. And that night comes only once in each of our lives. Whether you have sex with your husband or another man, the excitement and pleasure you experience on your wedding night will never be experienced again. The excitement you experience when you have sex for the very first time with your husband on your wedding night is something you'll never experience again. That's why I'm trying to convince you that you shouldn't shy away from revealing yourself properly to Ani. Don't suppress your excitement. Enjoy this night with all your heart." Ankita was listening intently. As soon as I finished, she said, "I understand what you're saying. And I will do the same." I said happily, "Excellent!!! Now show me your pussy." Ankita was so taken aback by my words that she looked at me, perhaps unable to believe I would suddenly say such a thing to her. I spoke again in a calm voice, "Ankita, you heard it right. That's what I told you. I want to see your pussy. And that too right now. Don't be shy. Show me your pussy. I want to give you some special tips for your wedding night." (Contd.)

 

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