[Neelkantha]

Salim chacha rocks.....

Thanks buddy

[Neelkantha]

If this story had been written in Hindi, it would have set people’s imagination on fire. They just don’t write stories like this anymore. We used to read this kind of content on Exbii and Xossip Times like  Mom-Son Incest:Zaheer and his horny family (Complete story) BY momslove19



I also feel that Bengali writers have a distinct flair when it comes to stories like these. I only wish I knew Bengali so I could explore and read the stories in the Bengali section too!

Thanks for your lovely words, buddy. hope, I've entertained you so far by my words. keep reading and enjoy yourself.

[Neelkantha]

Part 179 –Sangeeta's Patience Ran Out Finally

 

Pihu’s POV- Chacha (uncle) started grabbing and squeezing our boobs for quite some time. I don't know about Sangeeta, but I was enjoying a lot having my boobs squeezed by Chacha. Perhaps Sangeeta was enjoying it too, because she was constantly moaning. Her moans were echoing throughout the shop. Now my moans joined hers. Both of us friends were moaning as Chacha squeezed our boobs. "Mmm... Ohh... Ahh... Chacha... harder... squeeze harder..." Hearing our moans, Chacha became even more excited. He started squeezing one tit of mine and one of Sangeeta's even harder with both his hands. In one hand he held one of Sangeeta's boobs, and in the other, one of mine. He was squeezing both our boobs at the same time. Gradually, the pressure from Chacha's hands increased. Now, instead of just squeezing our boobs, he was brutally mashing them in his fists. Not only that, he started twisting our nipples, which had now become fully erect, between his two fingers. This action caused me considerable pain in my boobs, but at the same time, I was enjoying it immensely. I started moaning even louder. Hearing my moans, Chacha twisted my nipples even harder. This continued in an endless loop. Hearing my moans, Chacha would twist my nipples, and because of his twisting, I would moan even more. Before I knew it, my boobs had turned red and were aching. Sangeeta was in the same condition. Chacha was also twisting her nipples between his fingers, causing her to moan as well. The entire shop was filled with the moans of us two friends. After twisting and teasing my nipples for a long time, Chacha calmed down a bit and let go of my boobs. Then, looking at me, he said, "Pihu, I'm feeling quite hungry right now, I need to drink milk from your friend's boobs." I laughed and replied to Chacha, "Then why are you waiting for? Quickly satisfy your hunger with the milk from my friend's boobs." Saying this, I turned towards Sangeeta and took one of her boobs in my hand. I squeezed it a little. Just from slightest squeezing, a drop of milk gathered on Sangeeta's erect nipple. Seeing this, I was tempted and couldn't stop myself. I stuck out my tongue and placed it on Sangeeta's nipple. And I licked up the milk that had gathered on her nipple with my tongue. Earlier, when Bijan was telling me the story of his and Sangeeta and Kavita's escapades, he had mentioned several times how he had extracted milk from Kavita's boobs. Because at that time, Kavita had recently become a mother and her boobs were full of milk, which Bijan and Sangeeta had drunk to their heart's content during their threesome sex. I remembered that Bijan had described how he and Sangeeta had each taken one of Kavita's boobs in their mouths and simultaneously drunk the milk flowing from her boobs. As soon as the memory of that incident came to my mind, a plan struck me: why not recreate that same incident here? Bijan, Sangeeta, and Kavita were three people. And even now, there are three of us: me, Sangeeta, and Chacha. So now Chacha and I can drink milk from Sangeeta's two boobs separately, just like Bijan and Sangeeta herself had drunk from her sister's boobs at that time. As soon as this plan came to my mind, I felt the urge to recreate it as early as possible. I removed my tongue from Sangeeta's nipple and looked at Chacha. I was still holding her tit in my hand. I gently squeezed Sangeeta's tit again, causing another drop of milk to gather on her nipple. Showing the drop of milk to chacha, I said, "Chacha, look, this isn't just my friend's tit, it's a reservoir of milk! No matter how much you drink, the milk won't run out. Right?" Hearing me, chacha said, "Absolutely, it certainly looks that way." I said, "So why don't we do something?" Chacha asked, "What?" I said, "Why don't you and I drink milk from her boobs together?" Chacha said, "How? How can we both drink milk from your friend's boobs at the same time?" I said, "Why can't we? She doesn't just have just one tit. She has two boobs, full of milk. So we'll each take one tit. I'll drink milk from her right tit, and you can drink milk from her left tit. How's that for a plan?" Hearing my plan, chacha happily said, "Brilliant!!! Only your mischievous and naughty mind could come up with such a plan, Pihu. You're absolutely right. That's exactly what we'll do. We'll both drink milk from your friend's boobs together." While chacha and I were discussing all this, Sangeeta was standing between us, listening to everything without saying a word. As soon as our conversation ended, she said, "Hey, shouldn't someone ask me if I agree or not?" I looked at her and smiled, saying, "Whether you agree or not doesn't matter to either of us. Only what matters is that we both want to do this, and we will. Right now. Whether you like it or not." Then I looked at chacha and said, "Chacha, are you going to stand there and listen to her nonsense, or are you going to satisfy your hunger? Quickly, stand to her left and arrange your own food by yourself." As soon as I said this, Chacha immediately stood to Sangeeta's left. Now he was on Sangeeta's left, and I was on Sangeeta's right, with Sangeeta standing between us.

Now both chacha and I turned to our respective faces towards Sangeeta and each took one of her boobs in our hands. I had her right tit in my hand, and chacha had her left. I looked at chacha and smiled slightly. Chacha immediately understood my signal and leaned his head forward, placing it on Sangeeta's left tit. He held and squeezed the tit, gathering milk at the nipple, and then stuck out his tongue and licked the milk. Then, looking at me, he said, "Mmm... Pihu, your friend's milk tastes absolutely delicious!!! I haven't drunk such delicious milk in years, and that too straight from someone's tit." I laughed and said, "Isn't it, Chacha? Drink more. Suck and drink all her milk. Empty her milk-tank." Chacha lowered his head again and again stuck out his tongue, circling Sangeeta's nipple. Then he started to tease her nipple with his tongue. I knew very well that chacha was doing this only to arouse Sangeeta. And he was succeeding in this endeavor; Sangeeta herself was proof of that. I saw that as soon as chacha started playing with her nipple with his tongue, all the hairs on her body stood on end. She closed her eyes and made a low, guttural sound, "Mmm..." This sound of hers instilled a whole new passion in chacha. And chacha started moving his tongue around her nipple even more vigorously. And Sangeeta's sounds also increased in intensity. While circling her nipple with his tongue, chacha suddenly took her nipple into his mouth and started sucking it. Sangeeta was not prepared for this attack. And she was completely taken aback by this sudden attack from chacha. She let out a loud gasp, "Oh...ahh..." and grabbed chacha's head from behind, forcefully pressing his head against her boobs. Seeing her in this state gave me a sense of relief. Because that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted Chacha to weaken her so much that she would surrender herself. And that's what happened. I knew that Chacha wouldn't be able to have sex with her because of his age. So I had already told Chacha that his job was to weaken Sangeeta and ignite such a strong sexual desire in her that she would want to be fucked. I would handle the rest. And that's what was about to happen. Chacha was trying his best to weaken her, and he was succeeding. Chacha was sucking on her nipples forcefully, and at that time, Sangeeta's boobs were full of milk. Just a little pressure would cause milk to leak out. But Chacha was sucking on her boobs so hard that his mouth was filled with her milk. And some milk was even dripping from his mouth onto her chin. Seeing this, I also got aroused. I saw that Sangeeta's entire attention was on Chacha. She was currently holding her own tit and busy breastfeeding him her milk. She wasn't paying any attention to me at all. This was my chance to make my move on her. And I did just that. I lowered my mouth and, holding Sangeeta's right tit in my hand, I put her nipple directly into my mouth and started sucking on it. Feeling my mouth on her right tit, Sangeeta looked at me and said, "You bitch, can't you control yourself for a while? I was breastfeeding him my milk, wasn't I?" Without saying anything, I started sucking on her nipple forcefully, and in no time, my mouth was filled with the milk oozing from her tit. I didn't hesitate to gulp it down. Chacha and I were now standing on either side of her, simultaneously drinking milk from both of Sangeeta's boobs. She stood between us, rubbing our heads against her boobs, breastfeeding us her milk like we were her babies. I held her tit in my hand, squeezing it and sucking on her nipple. Sometimes, mischievously, I would lightly bite her nipple between my teeth. This made Sangeeta even more agitated. She glared at me and said, "You wretched bitch, if you want to suck, then suck, why are you biting?!" But I wasn't about to listen. I continued what I was doing. Now, following my example, Chacha also started biting Sangeeta's left nipple, which was in his mouth, with his teeth. This completely flustered Sangeeta. She didn't know what to do or what to say. She rubbed both our heads against her boobs and screamed loudly, "Ugh... Oh my God... These two won't let me live today... They'll probably kill me... Suck, you heartless wretches…suck my boobs... Drink all my milk... Bite my nipples..." She continued muttering things like that. And we both completely ignored her words, continuing to bite and suck her nipples and drink her milk.


After we both sucked on Sangeeta's boobs for a long time, we straightened up. Then chacha and I looked at each other and smiled. I asked chacha, "Chacha, are you full?" Chacha shook his head and said, "Yes, my stomach is full, but my heart isn't. I still feel like drinking something else." I said, "What do you feel like drinking, Chacha?" Chacha said, "I've already drunk your friend's sweet milk, but it would be great if I could drink something salty now." I said, "But where will you get something salty to drink?" Chacha said, "If your friend agrees, I can get this salty drink." I said, "Why wouldn't she agree? She'll definitely agree. Whatever you want to drink, just drink it yourself." Chacha said, "Will it happen just because you say so? I'll only drink it if your friend lovingly gives me her salty juice." Now I understood what salty juice chacha was talking about. I quickly turned to Sangeeta and said, "Hey, why are you standing there silently? Didn't you hear that Chacha wants to drink your salty juice? And until you give him your salty juice yourself, he won't drink it." Sangeeta said, "Yes, as if he asked me before drinking my milk. If he didn't ask then, what's the need to ask now? He can drink it himself. I won't give him anything myself." Now I looked at chacha and said, "You heard her, right? Drink whatever you want yourself." Chacha now came in front of Sangeeta and said, "Okay. I'll make my own arrangements." Sangeeta was still holding the end of her saree tucked into her waist. Chacha pulled it out and, holding it, completely removed Sangeeta's saree. Sangeeta was standing in front of them wearing only her petticoat. Chacha hooked his finger into the drawstring of her petticoat and pulled it, untying it. As soon as the drawstring came undone, the petticoat slipped down Sangeeta's buttocks and legs and fell to the ground. She kicked it away with her feet. Now Sangeeta was wearing only her panties. Chacha knelt down on the ground in front of Sangeeta. He moved his face closer to Sangeeta's panties. Then, looking closely at her panties, he said to me, "See, Pihu, what a state your friend is in. Her panties are completely soaked. And she's still acting coy! Now you tell me what should be done?" I said, "You have much more experience than me, Chacha. Do whatever you think is right in this situation." Chacha said, "Okay." Saying this, he placed his nose on Sangeeta's panties, right over her pussy, and took a deep breath, sniffing the scent of her pussy, and said, "Hmm... your friend's pussy smells quite good. It seems your friend has a lot of juice in her pussy. It's going to be very enjoyable to drink it." Hearing chacha's words, I also leaned forward and saw that Sangeeta's panties were in a terrible state. Juice was oozing from her pussy, completely soaking the front of her panties. Chacha placed his nose on that wet spot and began rubbing it up and down. He was rubbing his nose right against the opening of Sangeeta's pussy. Then he stuck out his tongue and began licking the pussy juice from her wet panties. Upon feeling chacha's tongue on her wet pussy, Sangeeta's entire body trembled. She let out a long sigh and said, "Ugh...don't torment me like this anymore...lick my pussy..." Chacha was probably waiting to hear this. As soon as Sangeeta said this, chacha grabbed the soft elastic of her panties with his fingers and pulled it down, taking it off. Sangeeta's panties met the same fate as her saree and petticoat. It came off her body and fell to the ground. Now Sangeeta stood completely naked from head to toe in front of chacha. And her naked pussy was right in front of him. Chacha placed his hand on her buttocks and pushed her forward, bringing her closer to him. Now Sangeeta's pussy was only an inch or two away from chacha's mouth. Chacha closed that distance too. He stuck out his tongue and placed it on the folds of Sangeeta's pussy. As soon as chacha's tongue touched her pussy, Sangeeta flinched. She grabbed chacha's head by his hair and pressed it against her pussy. But since she was standing and her legs were close together, the opening of her pussy wasn't fully exposed, which made it difficult for chacha to lick her pussy.


He grabbed Sangeeta's legs and tried to spread them apart. Sangeeta understood his gesture and immediately spread her legs wide apart. As soon as she spread her legs, the opening of her pussy became visible. And then what? The chacha moved his face even closer, placing it beneath Sangeeta's pussy, and stuck out his tongue, placing it on her pussy. And then he immediately started licking her pussy. First, he thoroughly licked the folds of her pussy with his tongue. Then he spread the folds of her pussy with his fingers and opened the pussy opening. And then he placed his tongue on the opening of her pussy and started licking it. A stream of juice was flowing from Sangeeta's pussy, wetting the opening and the surrounding area, which the chacha was licking clean with his tongue. Right in front of me, my friend was letting a man at least twice her age lick her pussy, and at the same time, she was moaning, "Mmm... Ahh... Ohh... Lick more... Lick my pussy more... Lick up all the juice..." This scene unfolding before my eyes was so incredibly erotic that just watching it made me feel wet between my legs as well. I quickly took off my saree, petticoat, and panties and stood naked beside Sangeeta, just like her. Chacha was so busy licking Sangeeta's pussy that he didn't even notice me. He only noticed me when I grabbed one of his hands and placed one of his fingers on my pussy. Upon feeling his finger on my pussy, he looked at me while still licking Sangeeta's pussy. I smiled and gestured to him with my eyes. Chacha immediately understood, and spreading the folds of my pussy with his finger, he inserted his finger into my pussy. And slowly, he started fingering my pussy, moving his finger up and down inside me. Chacha now had two young pussys to enjoy at once. He licked Sangeeta's pussy with his tongue while simultaneously fingering mine. My pussy was already overflowing with its own juices. As soon as Chacha's finger entered my pussy and he started scratching my G-spot with his fingernails, I was in a terrible state. My pussy started releasing even more juice, which soaked his wrist and dripped down. Not once did Chacha lift his head from Sangeeta's pussy, nor did he stop fingering mine. He was enjoying the pussys of both of us friends simultaneously. He continued licking Sangeeta's pussy while fingering mine. Chacha then rolled his tongue and inserted it into Sangeeta's pussy, thrusting his tongue into her just as he was thrusting his finger into mine. He was so skilled at this sexual game that pleasing two young women like us at the same time was child's play for him. While he was thrusting his tongue into Sangeeta's pussy, he was simultaneously fingering mine. I understood his intention. He wanted to make both of us orgasm at the same time. And he was quite successful in this, because Sangeeta and I were both moaning loudly. This continued for a long time. Then he took Sangeeta's clitoris into his mouth and started sucking it. And with his thumb, he started teasing the sensitive part of my clitoris. Because of this, Sangeeta and I became so aroused that we both came close to orgasming at the same time. And we both cum at the same time, pressing Chacha's face and fingers into our respective pussys. A stream of juice gushed from Sangeeta's pussy and into his mouth, while juice from my pussy dripped down. Sangeeta and I orgasmed simultaneously. After a long period of orgasming, we both stopped. Chacha had already swallowed the juice that came from Sangeeta's pussy. He licked her pussy clean with his tongue. Then he licked my pussy clean as well.


After the orgasm, both Sangeeta and I were happy, when my eyes fell on chacha's lungi. The front part of his lungi had almost formed a tent. I laughed and said to chacha, "Chacha, now it's my turn to give you pleasure." Saying this, I made him sit on a chair and took off his lungi and underwear, making him naked just like us. Due to his age, his cock wasn't very big, but it wasn't small either. His cock was fully erect. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking it. Then I opened my mouth, took his cock head into my mouth, and started sucking it. I absolutely hate having pubic hair around a man's cock because when you're sucking, those hairs get into your eyes and nose. That's why I clean the pubic hair around my pussy every day, as well as the pubic hair around my husband's cock. But Chacha's cock had clumps of brown and white pubic hair around it. Because of this, I was having difficulty sucking his cock. Even so, I somehow managed to suck his cock because I knew that due to his age, Chacha wouldn't be able to hold back his ejaculation for long. And that's exactly what happened. As soon as I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking, he grabbed my head from behind by my hair and started pressing my mouth onto his cock. His entire cock went inside my mouth. Although his cock wasn't very big or thick, yet the sudden insertion of his cock into my mouth caused me a little discomfort. But my entire focus was on making him ejaculate. His focus was also on ejaculating. So he held my head and started thrusting his cock up and down forcefully, essentially fucking my mouth with his cock. His cock was going completely inside my mouth in one go, and then coming out again the next moment. Then going back in again. Chacha was thrusting his cock into my mouth very forcefully from the beginning. And that's why he couldn't control himself for long. And within just 5 minutes, he pressed my head onto his cock and ejaculated into my mouth. He shoved his entire cock into my mouth and ejaculated inside my mouth. His cum started flowing out of his cock and into my mouth, which I swallowed. Due to his age, Chacha couldn't ejaculate much, but whatever he did, I swallowed it all and then licked his cock clean with my tongue. Chacha leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and started breathing heavily. I saw that Sangeeta had already put on her clothes. I also left Chacha and put on my clothes. After a while, Chacha calmed down and put on his clothes too. Sangeeta took money out of her purse and gave it to Chacha. Chacha wrote a receipt and gave it to her. Looking at the receipt, Sangeeta said, "So, when should I come to pick up my blouse?" Before Chacha could say anything, I said, "Chacha, I have an idea. Instead of coming to the shop, my friend and I will go to your house next Sunday. Zafar will be there. We'll get the blouses from him. And if there's any need, he'll take care of it. What do you say?" Saying this, I looked at Chacha and smiled slightly. Understanding my hint, Chacha immediately said, "Okay. Do that. I'll tell Zafar that you two will be coming to our house next Sunday to pick up your blouses." Then Sangeeta and I said goodbye to Chacha and left his shop. As soon as we came out of the shop, the first question Sangeeta asked me was, "Why do we need ourselves to go to their house to get the blouses? We can get them from here, right? And who is this Zafar?" I looked at her, smiled, and said, "There's a reason, my dear. You'll understand yourself. And yes, Zafar is Chacha's younger son. He helps his father with this work. Both father and son work together in the shop as well as at their home." Sangeeta asked me, "But how do you know so much about them?" I said, "I once went to their house to pick up a delivery of my blouse. That's when I met Zafar for the first time, and we talked. That's how I found out all this." Sangeeta looked at me intently and said, "You may look innocent on the outside, but you're a real wretched bitch and a slut on the inside, Pihu." I pinched her arm and said, "Same pinch, dear." We both burst out laughing. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (22.08.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Waiting for Zafar Sangeetha Chacha Pihu enjoyment.
Poor Bijan is left with nobody,
please consider him also

I might even consider Bijan for a moment, but I don't think Pihu would. She is still angry and upset with him. Anyway, let's see what happens next.

[Neelkantha]

Chacha should have good time with Sangeeta or Pihu. They should come in his house multiple time. Spend come time. Sangeeta should give some bappy moments to chacha. He is an old man and Sangeeta should talk laugh sleep with chacha in same bed and cuddle with love and pleasure. Chacha need a good time and love  I think Sangeeta has that ability. She needs chacha and chacha needs Sangeeta.

    By the way writer your update is awesome

Thanks for your comments, bro.

[Neelkantha]

Part 180 – Now Sangeeta Had To Deal With Zafar

 

Pihu’s POV- I knew very well that chacha wouldn't be able to have sex with Sangeeta himself due to his age. That's why my plan was never to have Sangeeta sex with chacha. Instead, my plan was something else entirely. I wanted Sangeeta to have sex not with chacha, but with his son, Zafar. Firstly, he's quite young, almost the same age as me. And secondly, and most importantly, his stamina is incredible. I know this because I've had sex with Zafar once before. That's why I know his stamina so well. So I planned for Sangeeta to have sex with his son instead of chacha. My plan was to first take Sangeeta to chacha's shop, where chacha would get her aroused. And then his son, Zafar, would do the real work. The first stage of this plan was successfully completed. Chacha did his part perfectly. Now it was time to execute the next and most important stage of my plan. And for this, I would need not chacha, but his son, Zafar. Until now, I had discussed everything and the plan only with chacha. I hadn't talked to Zafar about this yet. But now the time had come to include him in my plan. So, the next day, in the afternoon, when I was alone at home (Bijan was at his office), I called Zafar. The last time I went to chacha's house to pick up my blouse and had sex with Zafar there, I had taken his phone number on my way back. Now I needed it. I dialed Zafar's number, and it started ringing. After a few rings, Zafar answered my call. As soon as Zafar picked up my call, he said, "What's the matter!!! I wonder which direction the sun rose from today. You're calling me yourself today!!! So, after all this time, you finally remembered me, huh?" I laughed and replied, "I often think of you. There's nothing wrong with that." Hearing my reply, Zafar said, "Oh, is that so? Then tell me honestly, do you miss me, or my dick?" I laughed and said, "Both." Zafar immediately said, "If that's the case, then why don't you call me, and why haven't you met me again since that day? Why?" I said, "Understand, buddy, I'm a married woman. I'm someone's wife. I have my own family. The incident of having sex with you happened unexpectedly, and that too because of chacha. I neither had any plan nor any intention of having sex with you that day. But I have to admit, I enjoyed having sex with you a lot. But as a married woman, I can't meet you and have sex with you every single day, can I? Otherwise, my husband will start suspecting me. Yes, if I get a chance sometime, I will definitely have sex with you again, that's for sure." Hearing my words, Zafar said, "I think that opportunity has come again, hasn't it? And that's why you called me just now, to talk about that, right?" I said, "You've guessed correctly. But how did you know?" Zafar laughed and said, "Because I know you went to our shop yesterday. I saw you from a distance when you were leaving our shop. I was coming back to the shop after having lunch. I saw you leaving our shop from a distance. I was happy to see you again suddenly after so many days, especially at our shop. I thought for a moment that I should call out to you, stop you, talk to you..." I interrupted him and said, "Then why didn't you stop me? Although I didn't see you, if you had called out to me, I would have definitely stopped." Zafar said, "I was about to call out to you, but I saw someone else with you.  She was probably a friend of yours, so I didn't call out. But you went to our shop, did you need something? Did you give something to be stitched, like a blouse?" I replied, "Yes, I did give two blouses to be stitched, but it wasn't mine."

Zafar said, "Then whose?" I said, "The one you saw with me yesterday.  Actually, I called you to talk about her." Zafar said, "I don't understand." I said, "I understand you completely. Listen, the woman you saw with me yesterday is a friend of mine. Her name is Sangeeta. We both went to your shop to get her blouses stitched. But that's not the real reason. There's another reason behind it, which only Chacha knows so far." Hearing me, Zafar asked in surprise, "Abba (father) knows!! But he didn't say anything to me!!" I said, "He'll tell you later. But listen to the real thing. You'll be home next Sunday, won't you?" Zafar said again, surprised, "Yes, I will. But why are you suddenly asking this?" I said, "I'll tell you. I called you to tell you and explain everything." Zafar said, "If you tell me clearly, it will be easier for me to understand." I said, "Listen. My friend who was with me yesterday is quite sexy. And she has her eyes on my husband. And I want to teach her a lesson. And for that, I need your help." Zafar said, "I understand that. But how will I help you?" I said, "Listen, next Sunday, I'll pretend to go to your house to pick up the blouses delivery, and I'll take my friend with me. And you'll teach her a lesson in your own way. Understood?" Zafar said, "Yes, yes, I completely understand. And don't worry at all. I will definitely help you. I'll fuck her with my dick so hard that she'll completely forget about your husband. But tell me one thing, although I only saw a glimpse of your friend yesterday, I didn't notice her properly. Is everything about her alright?" I said, "Alright!!! She used to study with me in college. No other girl in our group had boobs as big as hers. Her boobs are even bigger than mine. And on top of that, she recently gave birth to a baby girl, so her boobs have become even bigger. Almost the size of watermelons.” Hearing this, Zafar said, “Stop, stop! Don't say anything more. Just hearing you talk has already made my dick hard.” I said, “Why, isn't your wife at home?” Zafar said, “She is.” I said, “Then go to your wife and have sex with her to calm yourself down. What else?” Zafar said, “It would be better if you came to me. I'll calm myself down by having sex with you.” I said, “I'm going on Sunday. You can have sex with me then.” Zafar said, “It's good that you called me beforehand and told me all this. I'll send my wife to her parents' house that day.” I said, “One more thing.” Zafar said, “Tell me.” I said, “My friend is quite clever and cunning. Although I had chacha lick her boobs and pussy yesterday, yet if she finds out that I brought her to your house to have sex with you, the whole plan will be ruined. So we have to be very careful. You understand, right?” Zafar said, “I understand. Don't worry. Just bring your friend to our house once. I'll handle the rest myself.” I said, “I have complete faith in you, that's why I chose you for this job. Just make sure she forgets about my husband.” Zafar said, “I'll fuck her in such a way that she'll forget about your husband and become addicted to my dick.” I said, “That's enough for me. Okay, I'm hanging up now. See you on Sunday.” Zafar said, “Wait, although we'll meet on Sunday, give me something for today.” I laughed and said, “What should I give you?” Zafar said, "At least give me a kiss over the phone." I made a kissing sound into the phone and said, "Mmm... there you go." Zafar said, "Ah, that's so sweet, it warmed my heart." I laughed and hung up the call. And I started wondering to myself what would happen next Sunday.


I didn't talk to Sangeeta for the next few days. I called her directly on Saturday night, "Do you remember that we have to go to Chacha's house tomorrow afternoon to pick up your blouses?" Sangeeta said, "Yes, I remember." I said, "Okay. Come to our house tomorrow after you're ready. Then we'll both go to Chacha's house together." Sangeeta said, "Okay." The next day was Sunday. Bijan had the day off. He was at home. I told him, "Have lunch a little early today." Bijan asked, "Why?" I said, "I'm going out after lunch." Bijan asked, "Suddenly?" I said, "Yes. Sangeeta is coming. I'm going out with her." As soon as Bijan heard Sangeeta's name, his face lit up with joy. He thought he might get to have sex with me and Sangeeta at home. He said, "Sangeeta is coming?" I disappointed him by saying, "Yes. But you don't need to be so happy, Bijan. As soon as she arrives, we'll both leave." He said, "But where?" I said, "I'll tell you later." After eating, I went to the bedroom to get ready. And Bijan sat in the drawing-room watching TV. He had thought that he would get to have sex with his wife and his wife's friend on his day off, but since I had broken his heart, he was a little disappointed. Anyway, I put on a saree and a blouse. I didn't put on much makeup, because I knew that even if I did, it wouldn't last long with Zafar around. So, instead of wasting time on excessive makeup, I just did a little touch-up. I got ready, came out of the bedroom, and sat down on the sofa next to Bijan in the drawing-room. Bijan looked at me and asked, "Oh my God!!! Tell me, where are you going all dressed up like this?” Before I could answer, the doorbell of our flat rang. I knew it would be Sangeeta, because I had asked her to come to our house at this time. I got up from the sofa and opened the door.  Just as I expected, Sangeeta was standing outside. I noticed she was wearing a saree and blouse, just like me, but she was quite beautifully made up. I said, “Hey Sangeeta, you're all dressed up!” Sangeeta looked at me and said, “You look quite beautiful in this saree too.” I said, “Thank you, come inside.” Sangeeta said, “No, I won't come inside. I've left my daughter at home. Let's go quickly and come back.” I chuckled a little at her words. Because she had no idea how long it would take there with Zafar around. Before I could say anything, Bijan, hearing Sangeeta's voice, also got up and stood beside me. Then, seeing Sangeeta, he said, “Hey Sangeeta, you've come to our house after such a long time, at least come inside once. Then you can leave with your friend.” Sangeeta didn't dare to do or say much in front of Bijan. She only said, “No Bijan. We're getting late.” Then she looked at me and said, “You're already ready. Let's go.” I laughed, grabbed her hand, and pulled her inside the house, saying, “I'm ready. But you sit down for a while before you go. Otherwise, Bijan will feel bad.” At my words, both Bijan and Sangeeta blushed a little. They both thought I was teasing them about their past with that remark. So Bijan quickly said, “No, no, there's nothing like that.” I laughed and said, "So, if Sangeeta comes to our house and sits down, you won't like it?" Bijan immediately said, "I didn't say that. What I meant was..." Hearing him and seeing his predicament, I laughed and said, "Whatever you meant, I'll figure it out later. We're getting late." Then I looked at Sangeeta and said, "Don't just stand there, come and sit down. I'll just get my purse. Then we'll both leave." Bijan now looked at Sangeeta and asked, "But where are you two going? At least tell me that. I've been asking Pihu about this for so long, but she's not telling me. At least you tell me." Sangeeta replied, "We have some work to do, just the two of us friends. Why are you, a man, interfering between two women?"


Bijan was a little taken aback by Sangeeta's reply. I laughed and said, "Hey, we both ordered two blouses to be made for Sangeeta. We're going to pick them up now. Happy?!" Bijan said, "If you had told me this earlier, I wouldn't have had to hear all this from Sangeeta." I laughed and said, "Well, you've heard what you needed to hear. Wait, I'll get my purse." Saying this, I went to the bedroom and came out with my purse. As we were leaving, Bijan did something that left me stunned. Neither I nor Sangeeta had any idea he would do something like that. As Sangeeta was bending forward to put on her sandals, Bijan suddenly grabbed Sangeeta right in front of me and squeezed her boobs hard through her saree. I saw Sangeeta wiggle her hips and touch Bijan's cock with her butt once. These two are getting bolder by the day. I laughed to myself and thought, "Yes, yes, do whatever you want with my husband. You have no idea what's going to happen to you after this." Sangeeta immediately stood up straight and looked at me, saying, "Look, Pihu, your husband's antics. He's ruined the fitting of my bra. There's no time to fix it now. I'll feel uncomfortable walking on the street wearing my bra like this." I said, "Do one thing, fix it now." Hearing this, Sangeeta started walking towards our bedroom. I asked her, "Where are you going?" Sangeeta turned around and said, "To your bedroom." I said, "Why?" Hearing my question, Sangeeta said, "Why? You just told me to fix my bra now. And you're asking why I'm going to the bedroom?!" I said, "I asked you to adjust your bra, why do you need to go all the way to the bedroom for that?" Sangeeta, looking even more surprised, asked, "So where should I go?" I said, "You don't need to go anywhere. You can adjust your bra right here." Sangeeta then pointed towards Bijan and said, "How can I adjust my bra here?" I said, "Why? What's the problem? You're talking as if you've never been naked in front of Bijan before, and as if he's never seen you naked. Stop the drama and adjust your bra right here. We're getting late." Hearing this, Sangeeta blushed but didn't say anything else. She quietly unhooked her blouse and started adjusting her bra. I noticed that Bijan's entire attention was focused on Sangeeta's boobs only. No one can change men's intentions and nature, not even their wives. Even after all that had happened, he was still staring at Sangeeta and her boobs right in front of me. Sangeeta adjusted her bra, put her blouse back on, and straightened her saree. Then she said to me, "Let's go now." Then the two of us friends left our house for chacha's house.


I had been to chacha's house once before. That's why I remembered his address. I took Sangeeta with me and arrived at chacha's house. When I described my previous visit to chacha's house, I mentioned that it was a five-story building. Chacha, Zafar, and his family live on the third floor. Their workshop is also there, where both father and son work. The last time I was here, I met Zafar for the first time in his workshop, where he was working. I stood in front of their house, took out my phone, and called Zafar. After one ring, Zafar answered and said, "Yes, Pihu, tell me." I said, "We've both arrived." Zafar said, "Okay, bring your friend upstairs. I'm alone." I said "Okay" and hung up the call. I looked at Sangeeta and said, "Come on, Zafar, Chacha's son, is upstairs. Let's go and get your blouses." Hearing this, Sangeeta said, "Pihu, I paid for the blouses that day, didn't I?" I said, "Yes. What about it?" Sangeeta said, "Then you do one thing." I said, "What?" Sangeeta said, "I'll stand here downstairs. You go and get my blouses. I'll be right here. Come back quickly. Then we'll go somewhere else." Hearing this from Sangeeta, I started to feel scared. Because this had the potential to ruin my plan before it even started. I quickly said, "Hey, what are you saying!? Where will you stand here alone!? You come with me too." Sangeeta said, “Oh, what will I do by going there? I've already paid the money. You just go, show this receipt, and bring my blouses. Simple.” I said, “What strange things are you saying!! This is your blouses, you gave it to be stitched. How can I pick it up?” Sangeeta said, “Why, what's the problem? I've already paid the money, so what difference does it make whether you go or I go to pick up the delivery? Especially since you have the receipt.  It's the same whether you go or I go to pick it up. Go, bring it quickly.” I said, “There is a difference. A big difference.” Sangeeta said, “What?” I said, “The blouses are yours. You gave the measurements, how can I take the delivery? How will you know if the blouses don't fit you?” Sangeeta said, “I'll go home and try them on. If the blouses fit me, fine, otherwise I'll come back.” I said, “It would be better if you come with me now and try on your blouses here and check the fitting. If any alterations are needed, Zafar is here, he'll fix instantly. Right?” Sangeeta started thinking for a moment after hearing this. I said, “Now don't waste your time and mine standing here thinking. Since you've come all this way, come upstairs with me. Take the delivery of the blouses yourself and check them by trying them on. And make sure they’re perfect. Come on.” Sangeeta then said, “Okay, let's go.” Hearing this, I felt relieved. Finally, the bird had fallen into my trap. I happily took her upstairs.


Just like last time, Zafar was sitting in his workshop, engrossed in his work. Seeing us, he stopped working and came forward, saying, "Come in, Pihu. It's been a long time since I've seen you. You don't come here anymore." I smiled and replied, "Look, I'm here now. And I haven't come alone; I've brought my friend with me." Saying this, I introduced Sangeeta to him. "Zafar, this is my friend Sangeeta. We've come to pick up her blouses. And Sangeeta, this is Zafar Chacha's youngest son." They both greeted each other, and then Zafar said, "Come, both of you, come inside." Just like last time, this time too, I took Sangeeta with me and we sat down in his workshop. As soon as we sat down, Sangeeta handed Zafar the receipt for her blouses and said, "Here, this is the receipt for my blouses." But Zafar, without paying attention to the receipt, said, "All that can wait. You both sit down, I'll get you both some sherbet (a water-based drink made by diluting sweetened fruit juices and served with ice) first." Sangeeta said, "No, no. There's no need for that. Just give me my blouses. That’ll be enough." Zafar now looked directly into Sangeeta's eyes and said in a somber voice, "There is a need. Pihu is one of our special customers. And you are her friend.  That makes you a special customer too to us. And besides, this is your first time at our house. You are our guest. And hospitality is our custom. The last time Pihu came to our house to pick up her blouse, I treated her specially. She probably still remembers my hospitality. When you leave here today, you will probably like our hospitality too. And you will always remember me and my hospitality, just like your friend Pihu remembers it till date. So sit down, I'll bring the sherbet right away." Saying this, he left without giving Sangeeta a chance to say anything else. As soon as he left, Sangeeta whispered in my ear, "This man is a bit strange, isn't he? I didn't understand anything he said." "You'll find out in a little while what kind of hospitality Zafar was talking about," I said to myself, feeling secretly pleased. Then I looked at her and reassured her, "Don't worry. Last time I was here, he made and served me a sherbet with his own hands. This is their way of their hospitality. They consider anyone who comes to their house as their guest and treat them accordingly. Didn't you hear? He did the same for me last time, even though I refused. They don't listen to their guests when it comes to hospitality. He didn't listen to me, and he won't listen to you either. He will definitely show you hospitality, whether you want to have it or not." Hearing this, Sangeeta said, "What a strange custom!" I replied, "It's not a custom, you can call it love. They express their love to their guests through their hospitality. Now don't say anything more, and enjoy their hospitality, just like I did the exact last time." (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Tuesday (25.08.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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Part 181 – Zafar Took Great Care Of Sangeeta

 

Pihu’s POV- After making us sit for a while, Zafar finally returned back. This time he was carrying a tray with two glasses of sherbet (a water-based drink made by diluting sweetened fruit juices and served with ice) on it. I still remember that the last time I was here, Zafar had offered me same homemade sherbet in the same way. And the first time, I was afraid to drink it, wondering if Zafar had mixed something into the sherbet. Perhaps he had added some kind of intoxicating drug to his homemade sherbet so that I would become unconscious after drinking it, and then he would take advantage of my unconscious state and perhaps force himself on me. Although he didn't force himself on me that day, but yes, he indeed did have sex with me. And all of that happened because of chacha. He used his cunning brain to arrange for his son to have sex with me. Although I had no plan or intention of having sex with Zafar that day, when I did have sex with him, I finally understood what Zafar was really like. And in a little while, Sangeeta was going to find out too. Anyway, Zafar brought the tray in front of us, and we both picked up a glass each. But Sangeeta didn't take a sip from her glass immediately. She waited for me to take a sip. Perhaps she was feeling the same fear that I had felt the last time. And I repeated the same thing to her that Zafar had said to me the last time. I took a sip from my glass and, looking at Sangeeta, smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid, Sangeeta, drink it. Zafar hasn't mixed anything in it. Right, Zafar?" I asked the last part looking at Zafar. Hearing my words, Sangeeta blushed a little, because she understood that I had understood her concern. She said, a little shyly, "No, no. There's nothing like that. I was just..." Before Sangeeta could finish, Zafar interrupted her, saying, "Your friend didn't tell you the whole truth. I have obviously added something to it. The same thing I added last time to the sherbet I made." Sangeeta and I were both surprised by what Zafar said. I looked at him and asked, "What... what did you add to it?" Seeing me panicking, Zafar looked at me, smiled slightly, and said, "Just now you told your friend not to be afraid, and now you're afraid yourself? Don't worry, I only added one thing to it. And that's a lot of love. Nothing else. You both can drink this sherbet without any worries." But Sangeeta still wasn't drinking it. Zafar looked at her and said, "In this house, you are not only my guest but also Pihu's friend, and she is one of our special customers. If I were to mix anything untoward in your drinks and do anything wrong to either of you, my reputation would be ruined. And just as you two are married and have your own families, I am also a married man. I have a family, a wife, and children. So I would never do anything in my own home, against the wishes of my customers, that would jeopardize their honor and mine. So you can drink this sherbet if you want. But if you still feel that I have mixed something in this sherbet that will make you unconscious, and then I will take advantage of your unconscious state and do something wrong to you, then you don't need to drink it. The last time Pihu came to our house for the first time, I made sherbet with my own hands and served it to her. Not just her or you, but we serve this kind of sherbet to all the customers who come to our house to pick up their deliveries. Yes, I don't make it myself every time. My wife usually makes it. But coincidentally, she wasn't home that day, and she isn't today either. That's why I had to make the sherbet myself, both that day and today. Now it's up to you two whether you want to drink these sherbets or not. If you both drink it, I will be happy, and even if you don't, it's okay, I won't feel bad. I can understand your fear." After talking for a long time, Zafar finally fell silent. As soon as he stopped speaking, I immediately said, "I will drink it. Now it's up to her whether she drinks her sherbet or not. I have complete faith in you, Zafar." Zafar looked at me and said, "Thank you, Pihu, for understanding my feelings." I started sipping the sherbet from my glass. The sherbet was really quite good. I quickly finished it. Now, Sangeeta, seeing me, also took a sip from her glass, and after being satisfied, she too finished her sherbet. I then asked Zafar, "Where is Chacha? He's not around." Zafar said, "Abba (father) is at the shop." I said, "But today is Sunday. And your shop is closed on Sundays, isn't it?" Zafar said, "Yes, we usually keep the shop closed on Sundays. And Abba can't work too much at this age. So I do most of the work now. But it's wedding season right now. So there's a little more business. And most customers prefer to have their blouses or dresses stitched by Abba rather than me. So he has to work more than he'd like. He'll be back in a little while." Then, looking at Sangeeta, he said, "Now give me your receipt. I'll get your blouses." Sangeeta handed him her receipt. Zafar took the receipt and went inside.

After a while, he came back. This time he had a packet in his hand. He came to us and took out two blouses from the packet. Looking at them carefully, he said, "These two blouses were stitched by Abba, but it looks like they won't fit you." Hearing this, Sangeeta looked a little surprised and said, "Why? Why won't they fit?" Zafar held the two blouses in front of his eyes again and said, "It looks like these two blouses will be too small for you. They won't fit you." Then he looked at Sangeeta and said, "You gave your measurements correctly, didn't you?" Now I spoke on Sangeeta's behalf, "Yes, she gave the correct measurements. Chacha himself took her measurements. And Chacha's work is always perfect. He can't make such a mistake." Zafar said, "Maybe I'm wrong. Looking at these blouses, it seems to me that they won't fit your friend. Now, I neither took her measurements nor did I stitch these blouses." I said, "So what should we do now?" Zafar said, "You can do one thing." I said, "What?" Zafar said, "Your friend should try on these two blouses once. If everything is fine, then it's okay, otherwise I will fix them right now." Now I looked at Sangeeta and said, "See? And you didn't even want to come upstairs. I was afraid of this very thing. See, what I said happened. Come on, now try them on and see if they fit." Sangeeta understood that I was right. She said, "That's all fine, but where will I try them on? I don't see any separate trial room here." Zafar said, "You are not in a mall, you are at my house. Where will you find a trial room here?" Sangeeta said, "So where should I try them on?" Zafar said, "There is no shortage of rooms in my house. Come, come into the room with me, you can try it on there.” But Sangeeta hesitated again. But I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside, saying, “Enough of your thinking. Don't use your brain so much now. Just do what Zafar and I tell you.” This time Sangeeta didn't refuse. She came inside with me. Last time, my fucking had taken place in chacha's room. I thought this time too Zafar would take us to chacha's room. But this time, instead of his abba's room, he took us to his own room. Chacha had shown me this room when he showed me around the house last time. Zafar entered the room first. I followed him, and finally Sangeeta came in. As soon as she entered, I locked the door. Seeing me do this, Sangeeta was startled and said, "Hey, why did you lock the door?" I said, "Why? Were you going to take off your clothes with the door open?" Hearing this comment, she immediately said, "Don't talk nonsense. That's not what I meant." I said, "Then what did you mean?" Sangeeta said, "What I meant was, let Zafar go out first, then close the door." Hearing her, I pretended to be a little surprised and said, "Why would Zafar go out? If he goes out, who will see you? I mean... who will see the fitting of your blouse? He's the one who needs to see it." Sangeeta said, "Since you are here, what's the need for him to stay? You can see whatever needs to be seen, then tell him." I said, "There you go again!!! When he himself is present here, and when he can see the fitting of your blouse himself, what's the need for him to see it through me? And don't create a fuss over every little thing. Go, quickly put on these two blouses and show them to Zafar." Sangeeta didn't argue with me. She quietly took a blouse and went to a corner of the room. Then Zafar said to me, "Come on, Pihu, while your friend is putting on this blouse, let's sit on the bed and chat for a bit. It's been so long since I've seen you." Hearing this, I happily replied, "Okay. I want to talk to you too." Zafar went and sat on the bed, and I sat down next to him. A little distance away from us, with her back to us, Sangeeta started taking off the blouse she was wearing. Zafar said to me, "So, Pihu, how are you?" I said, "Absolutely great. How are you?" He said, "I'm doing alright." We were talking to each other, and at the same time, we were keeping an eye on Sangeeta, especially Zafar. Sangeeta first removed the lapel of her saree from her chest and wrapped it around her waist. Then she started unhooking the blouse she was wearing. Then she took the blouse off her body and threw it on the ground. Since she was standing with her back to us, neither I nor Zafar could see her boobs. We could only see her back and her bra from behind. Zafar looked at me a little disappointed. I gestured to him with my eyes. But he didn't understand my gesture. He gestured back, asking what I was saying. I then gestured with my hand, pointing to the bra Sangeeta was wearing. This time Zafar understood my gesture. He nodded his head. Since Sangeeta had her back to us, she didn't see our gesturing. After taking off her blouse, she started putting on her new blouse over her bra.


Seeing this, Zafar said, "Stop!" Hearing his voice, Sangeeta stopped and turned her head to look at Zafar, asking, "What happened?" Zafar said, "What are you doing?" Sangeeta asked, "What?" Zafar said, "You haven't taken off your bra, and you're wearing the blouse over it! How will you know if the blouse fits properly like this?" Sangeeta asked, "Meaning?" Zafar said, "Meaning, this is a special kind of blouse. You can't wear it over a normal or regular bra. It won't fit you properly." Sangeeta, now irritated, said, "So how do I wear it? Without a bra?" Zafar said, "That's up to you. But under this type of blouse, most women wear nipple covers or nipple pasties. Not a normal bra." I asked, "Now what are these nipple covers or nipple pasties?" Zafar, surprised, said, "You two are women, and you don't know about nipple covers?!!!" I said, "I don't know about her, but I've never even heard the name of such a thing before. But what exactly is it?" Zafar said, "It's a kind of bra. But not made of cotton. It's made of silicone. It doesn't cover the whole tit. Only the nipple is covered. You have to apply it to your nipple like a sticker. Girls or women who wear backless and deep-cut blouses and dresses wear these nipple covers instead of a normal bra under their dresses. This maintains the fit of the dress. Understand?" Now Sangeeta said, "But what should I do now? Do you have that thing so I can try on this blouse?" Zafar shook his head and replied, "No. We don't keep those. As a ladies' tailor, I knew all this, so I told you. You can easily get one from the shop or online. But since you don't have one right now, you can do something else for the time being.” Sangeeta said, “What?” Zafar said, “Take off your bra too, just like you took off your blouse. Then try wearing this blouse without a bra. This will give you an idea of the blouse's fit. And I'll also know if the blouse fits you properly or not. Later, you can buy nipple covers and wear the blouse with them. For now, wear these blouses without a bra. Simple.” But Sangeeta started thinking again. I understood that Zafar had deliberately said this to Sangeeta so that she would take off her bra. Before Sangeeta could create any fuss, I said, “Zafar is right, Sangeeta, take off your bra now and try on these two blouses without a bra.” But Sangeeta clearly hesitated. Now I got off the bed and stood behind her. And saying, “Enough of your tantrums!!” I myself unhooked her bra. And with a single tug, I separated her bra from her body. Before Sangeeta could react to my action, the bra was already off her body. And her boobs were exposed. It only took her a few moments to react, but I think that was enough time for Zafar to see her bare boobs. Sangeeta quickly covered her boobs with her hands and angrily said to me, “What kind of rudeness and madness is this, Pihu!!! Why did you take off my bra without telling me? Give it to me. Give me back my bra.” Saying this, she extended one hand towards me to get her bra back, while trying unsuccessfully to cover her boobs with the other hand. But the opposite happened. Because her large boobs couldn't be properly covered with just one hand, they were quite exposed. I took her bra, went back, and sat down on the bed next to Zafar. I said to Sangeeta, "If you want to see yourself wearing your blouse without a bra, go ahead. Otherwise, your bra is here; come and get it yourself." Saying this, I placed her bra on the bed. Sangeeta knew very well that if she came here to get her bra back, Zafar would get a full view of her boobs, which she absolutely didn't want. She also didn't want to stand half-naked in front of me and Zafar for too long. Now she didn't know what to do. Then she gave in to my insistence. She turned around again, with her back to us, and started putting on her new blouse. This time, we could see her bare back. Sangeeta put on her new blouse without a bra. Then she went and stood in front of the dressing table mirror in the other corner of the room. Standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself, she said, "No. The blouse fits perfectly. Neither loose nor tight. The fitting is absolutely perfect." Now Zafar said, "Let me see," and got off the bed and went and stood behind Sangeeta.


Then he put one finger inside Sangeeta's new blouse from the back and moved it around. Then he grabbed Sangeeta and turned her towards him. Sangeeta didn't expect Zafar to touch her like that. She was startled for a moment, but out of fear of me, she didn't say anything and let Zafar do what he was doing. But Zafar didn't do anything inappropriate. He was carefully examining Sangeeta's blouse, so that Sangeeta would think he was checking the fit of the blouse and not her boobs. But I knew very well that checking the fit of the blouse was just an excuse. Zafar wanted to get a good, close look at Sangeeta's boobs, so he used this excuse to stare at them, without Sangeeta even realizing it. Then he put one finger inside Sangeeta's blouse from the front bottom, just like he had done from the back. And he started moving his finger around again, checking the fit of the blouse. At that moment, I saw Sangeeta flinch and look at Zafar with a surprised expression. Although she didn't say anything, and they were standing a little distance away from me, so I couldn't see clearly, but the way Sangeeta flinched and looked at Zafar, I understood one thing: perhaps while checking the fit of the blouse, Zafar's finger had touched Sangeeta's bare boobs. That's why Sangeeta flinched and looked at him. Now, whether Zafar did this intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know. But intentionally or unintentionally, Zafar had accomplished his goal. Then Zafar took his finger out from under Sangeeta's blouse and, looking at her, said, "Yes, the fitting of this blouse is absolutely perfect. Now try on your other blouse too." Saying this, Zafar came back to the bed and sat down beside me, looking at Sangeeta. This time Sangeeta didn't say anything. She quietly took off the blouse she was wearing and, standing in front of the dressing table, started putting on her other new blouse. But between taking off one blouse and putting on the other, she neither tried to cover her boobs nor tried to hide them. Even from where Zafar and I were sitting, we could clearly see the reflection of Sangeeta's bare boobs in the dressing table mirror. I glanced sideways and saw that Zafar was staring at Sangeeta and her boobs in the mirror. I even noticed that his lungi was forming a tent in the front. This time Sangeeta didn't rush. Instead, she slowly took off her first blouse, put it down, then picked up the other new blouse and put it on. During this time, her boobs were completely exposed. I felt that she was doing this deliberately, so that Zafar could get a good look at her boobs. I smiled to myself, feeling happy. Sangeeta was probably doing this to tease Zafar, but she didn't know what the consequences would be later on. Anyway, Sangeeta slowly buttoned up her second new blouse and then turned to Zafar and said, "Look. Is this alright?" Zafar again got up from his place and stood in front of her. This time I also got up and stood beside him. This blouse was quite small and revealing for Sangeeta's boobs. Sangeeta's large boobs were dangerously pushed upwards by the tight blouse, making them look even bigger and more prominent. Her cleavage also appeared larger and deeper. Seeing this, a mischievous thought crossed my mind, and I couldn't resist acting on it. My actions surprised not only Sangeeta but even Zafar. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (27.08.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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Super Super Super.
Zafar is enjoying his lifetime joy
with Sangeetha with Pihu's help.
Thank you.
too hooooot to read

Thanks buddy. Hope you have liked it.

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Please take care of our Salim chacha too ?

Don't worry about him. Pihu would take great care of him.

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Part 182 – Pihu Finally Got Caught In Her Own Trap

 

Pihu’s POV- Zafar and I were standing next to each other, and Sangeeta was standing in front of us. She was showing Zafar the fit of her new blouse. That's when I extended my hand and slipped it inside Sangeeta's deep cleavage. Neither Sangeeta nor Zafar had any idea I would do something like that. Sangeeta was shocked by my action, and Zafar looked at me in surprise, trying to understand what I was doing. I pushed my entire hand, up to my wrist, inside Sangeeta's cleavage and then looked at Zafar and said, "Zafar, take a look, does it feel too tight or not when you put your hand inside her cleavage?" Zafar immediately understood that I was doing this intentionally so that he could put his hand inside Sangeeta's cleavage. He said, "Take your hand out, I'll see." I took my hand out of Sangeeta's cleavage. Before Sangeeta could react or move away, Zafar stepped forward slightly and extended his hand, slipping it inside Sangeeta's cleavage just like I had. Sangeeta didn't get a chance to react before Zafar had already done it. He pushed his hand further in and thoroughly examined Sangeeta's boobs and cleavage, saying, "No, it's fine. Neither too loose nor too tight. Absolutely perfect." Saying this, he took his hand out of Sangeeta's cleavage. I laughed and said, "Just perfect? Nothing else?" Zafar smiled and replied, "Yes, perfect, and soft too. Quite soft and big." Saying this, he started laughing, and I laughed along with him. Sangeeta started blushing after hearing our conversation and seeing our actions. Her face was red with embarrassment and anger. But she couldn't say anything to me or to Zafar. Then Zafar did something I didn't expect. Zafar looked at Sangeeta and said, "Now put on your own blouse." Sangeeta picked up her bra from the bed and started putting it on. That's when Zafar made his move. He took off my saree, then lifted me into his arms, carried me to the bed, and threw me onto it. And then he climbed on top of me. I had no idea he would do something like that. Sangeeta watched Zafar's actions unfold before her eyes in astonishment, without saying a word. She had put on her bra, but in her shock at Zafar's actions, she had forgotten to fasten the hook. And she stared at me and Zafar on the bed without blinking. But by then, neither I nor Zafar were aware of anything else. We were completely engrossed in each other, completely forgetting Sangeeta's presence in the room. I was lying flat on my back on the bed, and Zafar was on top of me. The fire of passion was burning within both of us, and we couldn't bear to stop for even a moment. Zafar made the first move. He brought his face closer to mine. Now Zafar's face was right above mine. I looked into his eyes. I saw nothing but love for me in his eyes. No desire, no lust, no craving. He didn't want to have sex with me, but to make love to me. Like a lover who reunites with his beloved after a long separation. And that's exactly what I wanted at that moment. At that time, I couldn't see anything but Zafar in front of my eyes. I put one hand behind his neck and brought his face closer to mine. At this moment, there was only about an inch or an inch and a half between my face and Zafar's. That wasn't close enough for either of us. I could feel Zafar's warm breath on my face. Zafar was staring intently into my eyes, as if waiting for my permission. But I wasn't going to let this moment pass. So I lifted my lips and placed them on his. And in that instant, our lips met as if they had been separated for ages and had finally found their way back to each other. I began to kiss his lips, and he began to suck on mine. Zafar was kissing and sucking my lips with great love and passion, as if he wanted to extract every drop of sweetness from them. He was lying on top of me, sucking my lips, and I was lying beneath him, letting him kiss and suck mine. In an instant, the entire atmosphere of the room changed and revolved around the two of us. The mood became sensual in a moment. And in that same instant, Zafar and I became completely absorbed in each other. We forgot the world and were lost in each other. We forgot that there was another person in the room besides us, who was watching us without blinking. She probably couldn't believe her eyes. She must have thought that what she was seeing was just an illusion. But what she thought didn't matter to me or Zafar anymore. We were simply busy enjoying each other and giving each other pleasure.

Zafar's lips were on mine, and we were kissing each other. After kissing like that for a while, he thrust his tongue into my mouth, which I opened to let him in. Zafar started kissing me while sucking on my tongue. My boobs which were bound by my blouse, were fully exposed to him. He grabbed one of my boobs through the blouse and started squeezing it forcefully. The feeling of Zafar's lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth, and the pressure of his hand on my tit—Zafar was doing everything possible to make me completely aroused even before the actual act of sex began. And he was quite successful in this endeavor. Because I could clearly feel the wetness between my legs. I wanted Zafar to take out his snake-like dick from his lungi and directly insert it into my pussy and start having sex with me. But Sangeeta was standing in front of us, and it was necessary to weaken her resolve as well. So I started putting on a strong act of being aroused. As soon as Zafar started pressing my tit, I started making moaning sounds, "Oh...ahh...umm...Zafar...harder...press my tit harder..." Hearing my moans, a new surge of passion coursed through Zafar. And he started pressing my tit even harder. He was running his palms over both my boobs, and as always, I was enjoying his actions with my eyes closed. Then he untied his lungi, took my hand and placed his erect dick in my hand. His dick was quite long and thick, and not only that, it was also burning like fire. When I opened my eyes and looked at my hand, I was startled and involuntarily exclaimed, "Ugh, Zafar, what is this!" Although I had seen Zafar's dick before and had sex with him, this time it seemed even longer and thicker than the last time. I was so shocked that I let go of his dick, and it hissed like a living snake, making all the hairs on my body stand on end. As soon as I released it, Zafar's dick shot up like a cannon and became completely erect. I was blinking rapidly, staring at it. Seeing my surprised expression, Zafar's smile deepened. "Don't you know what this is?" he said, holding his erect dick and shaking it. "No... what is it?" I asked. "Ah, it's this innocence of yours that makes me so infatuated with you!" He said, squeezing my boobs again, "Well, you've probably forgotten, so I'll tell you what it is!" Then, rotating his erect dick in his hand, he said, "Actually, it's the same thing you had sex with me with last time. It's called a dick, but I think of it as something else." I asked, "What do you think of it as?" The hypnotic power of his thick and long dick was overwhelming my mind and body. Once he showed me his dick, I couldn't take my eyes off it. I don't want to lie, seeing Zafar's hard, huge, hissing dick made me so aroused that my pussy became wet. My pussy was completely soaked, and it felt like hundreds of ants were crawling inside it. The tingling sensation in my boobs started again. I desperately wanted him to grab and squeeze my boobs again. My excitement was at its peak. I closed my eyes, and he continued to press and squeeze my boobs through my blouse. At that moment, nothing but "Uh... Ah..." came out of my mouth. I completely forgot that Sangeeta was also in the room with us. Honestly, that day I completely lost all sense of restraint. My plan to teach Sangeeta a lesson crumbled like a house of cards. Forgetting everything, all I wanted was to take Zafar's dick between my lips and suck it! His dick truly seemed incredibly alluring to me. At that moment, I was completely out of my mind. Zafar's dick kept flashing before my eyes. Then he answered my question, and my senses returned. "I consider him my younger brother!" he said, stroking his dick with great pleasure and sensuality. My eyes were still fixed on his throbbing dick. Seeing me looking at his dick, he said, "Pihu, you're looking at it so intently, as if you've never seen it before." I moistened my dry throat with saliva and said, "Yes, I've seen it before, and I've even had sex with it. But still, I don't know why I feel like I'm seeing it for the first time today!" Hearing my reply, he looked at me with his sparkling eyes and said, "I introduced you to it a long time ago. Come on, let me introduce you again today." Hiding my true feelings, I said, "Actually, there wasn't any particular need for that." Now Zafar asked, "How does it look to you? Tell me honestly."


Hearing him, I felt like joking, so I said, "Hmm... his face looks a lot like yours, there's no doubt he's your younger brother!" He laughed loudly at my words. He understood that I was jokingly comparing his dick to his face. Stroking his dick with his hands, he said, "Thank you, Pihu, for comparing my face to my dick. But you know its magic is unique. Do you want to see its magic?" I immediately said, "Absolutely, I would definitely like to see its magic." Now my pussy was tingling intensely. Zafar excitedly said to me, "Pihu, take off this blouse!" I also excitedly said, "Zafar dear! Why don't you take it off yourself?" He laughed and said, "You have to unbutton it, you do that and then I'll take it off." That was it, I was now completely consumed by lust. I was slowly becoming intoxicated. My pussy was completely wet inside. I immediately unbuttoned my blouse one by one and said, "There, I've unbuttoned it! Now you take it off my body!" Zafar said, "You have to take it off your arms yourself!" I said, "If I take it off my arms, what will you do?" He said, "That's the magic. Watch how I perform my magic." And as soon as I raised my hands to take off my blouse, he immediately unhooked my bra. He removed my blouse and bra from my body and threw them on the floor. In a single moment, Zafar had taken off my blouse and bra, leaving the upper part of my body fully naked. Both my boobs were bare. And seeing my naked boobs, he went crazy. He grabbed my naked boobs with both hands and squeezed them tightly, and I gasped. After a long time, Zafar held my bare boobs in his hands. My moans were inevitable. Every single pore of my body tingled. My boobs, as always, swelled more than usual. At that moment, my pussy was also getting wet. This only happened when Zafar played with my emotions. First, he started pressing my boobs, then he took my hand and placed it on his dick and said to me, "Treat this dick however you want!" I started pressing and caressing his erect dick. Touching his dick sent shivers of pleasure through my body. When I held his dick, my pussy swelled even more and started throbbing. It felt like it wanted to escape from my panties and meet his dick. Inside my petticoat, it was fluttering like a bird trapped in a cage. I enthusiastically caressed Zafar's completely erect and hard dick. My whole body was writhing with pleasure. Then Zafar lowered his head and rested it on my chest. Then he held one of my boobs in his hand and started sucking the other one with his mouth. He was sucking my tit forcefully, like a hungry baby sucking its mother's tit. I grabbed his hair and pressed his head hard against my boobs. While sucking one tit, Zafar started pressing the other. Then, while sucking the other, he pressed the first one. He continued this, sucking both my boobs alternately. Then he pressed my nipples between his lips and started sucking them. This new act of his made my whole body tremble with pleasure. I was completely consumed by lust. He made my nipples erect with the magic of his lips. He asked, "How does it feel, Pihu?" I somehow managed to whisper, "Umm... I don't know... I don't know what's happening to me... A strange intoxication is overwhelming me... Zafar..." Zafar said to me, "Now I'll start a new magic... You sit on your knees. This will give you a new experience!" Hearing him, I got off the bed and knelt on the floor. Zafar grabbed his dick and started rubbing the head of his dick against my boobs. He was right, his dick was filled with a strange magic. My whole body tingled. After a long time, a desire arose in my heart to fall asleep under the shadow of his dick and never wake up again. I was lost in a strange world where fun and happiness reigned everywhere. He asked me again, "How does it feel now?" I squirmed and said, "Umm... Don't say anything... Don't ask anything...! Just keep rubbing it against my boobs like this." Then he placed his dick right between my boobs, pressing them together. A thin, narrow passage was formed between my boobs. Zafar's dick was stuck in that passage. It was a very exciting sight. I had decided to cooperate fully. Then he started thrusting against my boobs. A slippery pre-cum was oozing from the head of his dick. Because of this, the passage between my boobs became slippery. Zafar was now easily moving his dick in that narrow passage. He was thrusting his dick up and down, and the head of his dick kept peeking out from between my boobs, looking at me repeatedly. At that moment, I completely lost my mind. The heat inside my pussy intensified so much that I surrendered to him.


I cried out in anguish, “Umm… that’s enough… that’s enough, Zafar… I give up! Now show me your magic here.” I pointed to my pussy and quickly got up and took off my petticoat. Now I was standing in front of him in just my panties, which were completely soaked with my own pussy juices. He took off my panties too, leaving me completely naked. Then, looking between my thighs, he said, “Okay! If that's what you want, then my job is to serve you.” I lay back down on the bed again. He spread my thighs and, smiling, gently stroked my pussy. This made me even more aroused. Rubbing my pussy with my hand, I said, “Ugh… Zafar… don't torment me like this… come quickly… here… something is boiling here!” Then he bent down a little and placed his mouth on my pussy, giving it a long, passionate kiss. My pussy tingled at the touch of his lips. Then he dripped a lot of saliva right in the middle of my pussy and rubbed it well with his finger, then pressed his dick against it, looked at me, and said, “It's coming!” I squirmed and said, “Ah… let it come, my love… why are you taking so long!” He said, “You'll benefit from this too!” Saying this, he took both of my boobs in his hands again. His throbbing, swollen dick was incredibly strong and hard, and was pressed firmly against the most sensitive part of my pussy. My pussy was going crazy at having him so close. It was so hot that it wanted to connect with Zafar's dick and absorb it as quickly as possible. Zafar said in a loud voice, “It's coming!” I also said in a loud voice, “Let it come, my love!” Then I felt a strong jolt in my pussy. It felt like I had touched a live electrical wire. Like someone had grabbed a mouse by the tail and slammed it hard against the ground. A sharp, stinging pain shot up from my pussy and hit my brain. A loud scream escaped my lips, "Ouch... Mom... what... what happened?" I quickly sat up and looked at my pussy; its opening was gaping like a torn shoe, and his huge dick was stuck inside like a heavy foot. Startled by my scream, Zafar asked, "Oh no... what happened?" I gestured towards my pussy with my eyes and said, "Uh-huh... can't you see? Look... look how your... little brother... is stuck in this small space in my pussy. Ouch... oh my God... I'm dying... Ah... it hurts!" He stroked my throbbing pussy and said, "There's no need to cry and make such a fuss! You're not a virgin girl. You're a married woman, and you know this place is made for this. Now you see my little brother stuck in here. What's so surprising about that? My little brother was stuck in here before too!" I winced in pain and said, "Ugh... it hurts! Umm... I can't bear this burning sensation... take it out..." He said, "No, Pihu, it won't come out, in fact, it's going to go further in now!" Saying this, he thrust forward again with the same force. And then his dick settled deep inside my pussy. Now I was bouncing because the head of his dick was hitting the mouth of my uterus. The friction of his dick head against the mouth of my uterus was giving me a sweet, tingling sensation. "Ooh... now... oh... now I'm even bouncing..." He smiled and started squeezing my boobs. Once again, I looked between my thighs and saw that Zafar's dick had penetrated deep into my pussy. Only his testicles were hanging outside my pussy. I groaned in pain and said, "That's why I don't come to you. Last time too, you left my pussy in such a terrible state. This time too, you've completely ruined my pussy." He kissed me and said, "Don't talk like that, my love! Now just watch... I'll show you all sorts of wonders!" Then he started thrusting into my pussy relentlessly. I couldn't do anything but moan, "Ah... ooh... ugh..." The inner walls of my pussy were trembling. I clearly remember that every thrust he made was cooling my youthful passion. Zafar kept thrusting his dick into my pussy, and I lay beneath him, receiving the thrusts of his enormous dick in my pussy. During this time, I had already orgasmed, and my pussy was completely wet with my own juices. Because of Zafar's dick moving in and out of my pussy, "thump... thump... thump..." sounds echoed throughout the room. After brutally fucking my pussy for a long time, the time finally came for him to ejaculate. The speed of his thrusts increased. He was thrusting his entire dick deep into my pussy with each thrust. Then he gave a powerful thrust, pushing his dick all the way to the base of my pussy, and ejaculated inside me. A fountain of cum shot out from his dick, filling my pussy with his cum in an instant. Then he held me tightly in his arms and lay there. I could feel his cum oozing out of my pussy. His dick was still stuck inside me. And I was so exhausted from being fucked by him that I didn't have enough strength left in my body to wipe my pussy or push Zafar off me. Zafar lay there with his head on my chest and his dick still inside my pussy. And I lay there, crushed under his weight, exhausted from this intense fucking. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (29.08.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Zafar enjoyed Pihu.
Pihu's plans shattered.
Sangeetha still watching Pihu.
Waiting for tommorow

Don't worry, Sangeeta's turn will come soon.

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Part 183 – Pihu Reminded Sangeeta Of The Promise She Had Made

 

Pihu’s POV- Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, we say things or make promises that later lead to new troubles for us. When we make those promises, we don't realize what kind of trouble they might land us in. We make promises without thinking about the consequences or without caring about the outcome. And those promises become nothing short of a danger for us. Something similar happened with my friend Sangeeta. You've been reading in the previous parts of our story how I suddenly found out that the real father of my friend Sangeeta's newborn child is not her husband Tanmay, but my husband Bijan. After learning this fact, or rather, this truth, I was very angry with both of them, that is, my husband Bijan and my friend Sangeeta. Especially with my friend Sangeeta. And I decided to teach her a lesson. And in this plan, I first involved Salim Chacha. He, under the pretext of taking measurements for a blouse, made my friend Sangeeta naked at his shop and licked her boobs and pussy, forcing her to orgasm. But that wasn't enough for me. So, I brought her to Chacha's house under the pretext of delivering the blouse. Where Chacha's son Zafar was already waiting for both of us, especially for Sangeeta. There, under the pretext of checking the blouse fittings, he forced Sangeeta to undress partially and secretly looked at her boobs and even touched them. Then he took me to the bed and fucked me thoroughly. After the exhausting sex with him, I lay beneath him, panting. Zafar had released his cum inside my pussy, which was now dripping from my pussy, down my buttocks, and onto the bed. But even then, his dick was still inside my pussy, and despite ejaculating, his dick hadn't shrunk at all; it was exactly the same. After a while, I pushed him off me. Zafar moved off me and lay down beside me. And his dick came out of my pussy. I saw that his dick still looked just as thick, strong, and long. I held his dick in my hands and showed it to Sangeeta, who was standing in front of us, and said, "Look, Sangeeta, how big and thick Zafar's dick still looks even after he ejaculated. Zafar's dick is one and a half times bigger and thicker than Tanmay's and twice as big and thick as Bijan's. Isn't it?" Sangeeta came closer to us and looked at Zafar's dick with surprised eyes, even touching it slightly with her hand. But she didn't hold Zafar's dick in her hand. I understood that Sangeeta was still feeling conflicted. For a woman as sexually active as her, letting go of the opportunity to be fucked by a dick as big and thick as Zafar's was practically impossible. Moreover, seeing me enjoying myself being fucked by that same dick, she was getting aroused inside. But on the other hand, she was hesitant to cross the boundaries of her modesty. She wanted to be fucked by Zafar, but actually doing it, especially in front of me, was something her mind probably couldn't accept. I also knew very well that she wouldn't easily spread her legs for Zafar and let him fuck her like I did. I would have to do something to resolve this conflict within her and convince her to let Zafar fuck her. But this task wasn't going to be easy for me, and I knew that too. Well, I looked at her again and said, "Hey, Sangeeta, has seeing Zafar's dick left you speechless? Why aren't you saying anything? Say something! How is Zafar's dick?" I was asking her this question while holding and stroking Zafar's dick with my hand. And Zafar was lying there, smiling, watching the antics of us two friends. Even after I asked her a second time, Sangeeta didn't answer immediately. She stared at Zafar's dick, which I was holding in my hand, for a while, then looked at me and said in a quiet voice, "Pihu, have you had sex with him before today?" I laughed and said, "Yes, once. I had given a blouse to chacha to get stitched for Ani's wedding. I had come to pick it up, just like you and I have come today. That's how it was. That's when I met Zafar for the first time. And that's when I had sex with him for the first time. After that day, this is the first time I've had sex with Zafar again." My answer probably surprised Sangeeta even more. She asked me again in a surprised voice, "Even after having sex with such a huge, bamboo-like dick, are you and your pussy still alright?" Hearing her question, I laughed and replied, "I'm fine. And I'm right here in front of you. And right in front of you, I had sex with him again. Yet I'm perfectly fine and safe." Then Sangeeta came forward, touched my feet, and bowed to me, saying, "You turned out to be an even bigger slut than me, Pihu! Until now, I underestimated you, compared to myself. But you've left me far behind in the matter of sex. Until today, I haven't got fucked with any man other than Bijan. But you've got fucked with God knows how many strangers and other men. You're an even bigger whore than me!!! I acknowledge you, Pihu." I laughed and said, "Hey, don't praise me so much, buddy. I haven't done anything so great or extraordinary by getting fucked by Zafar."

Sangeeta said, “What are you saying! Getting fucked by such a big dick isn't an easy task. I was watching with my own eyes. When his dick was going into your pussy, I was afraid that your pussy might tear. But you took his dick into your pussy so easily.” I said, “You should also try taking Zafar's dick into your pussy once, then you'll understand what real pleasure and enjoyment of sex is. I can tell you with certainty that the pleasure and enjoyment Zafar can give you through sex, neither our husbands nor any man you know can give you that same pleasure and enjoyment. You can even get me to write this down if you want.” I was deliberately saying these things to her so that she would also get the urge to have sex with Zafar. But Sangeeta said, “No, buddy. You don't need to write anything. What I saw happening in front of my eyes is enough for me. I don't need anything else.” I said, “Hey, there's a world of difference between watching others having sex and having sex yourself. Listen to me and let Zafar fuck you once so you understand the meaning of sex.” Sangeeta said, “I don't need to understand anything. I've understood what I needed to understand. If you're done, then quickly put on your clothes and let's go from here.” Saying this, Sangeeta turned to leave. But before she could leave, I grabbed her hand and stopped her, saying, “What's the hurry to leave, Sangeeta? The fun has just begun.” Sangeeta said, “Okay, then you can stay if you want and enjoy yourself as much as you can. I'm leaving.” I said, “Where are you going, buddy? How will it be fun if you leave? Did I come here today to enjoy myself with Zafar? I brought you here to give you pleasure. And you're just going to leave here without even enjoying yourself?” Sangeeta stopped, then looked at me and said, “Does that mean you brought me here to have sex with him?” I said, “Absolutely, dear. What else?” Sangeeta said, “And why did you think I would have sex with just anyone?” I said, “Because you've had the habit of having sex with anyone since your college days, that's why.” Sangeeta understood that I was taunting her about Bijan. She said, “These are all matters between the two of us, Pihu. I don't want to discuss all this in front of some outsider like him. And I don't want to have sex with him either. You can stay and have sex with him again if you want. But let me go, Pihu.” I said, “That's not possible. I can't let you go even if I wanted to.” Sangeeta asked, “And why is that?” I said, “Because you made a promise to me.” Sangeeta said, “I promised you that I would have sex with him?” I said, “Something like that. Remember, last week when you and I were sitting at Chacha's shop and I asked you, if you got the chance, would you have sex with Chacha's son? What did you say then?” Sangeeta said, “What did I say?” I said, “The deal was that if I let chacha's son have sex with me first, then you would have sex with him too. I even asked you at that time if you would back out of your promise when the time came, to which you assured me that you wouldn't break your promise. No matter what, you would keep your word. So look, keeping my word, I had sex with Zafar in front of you, before you did. Now it's your turn to have sex with him. And now you will keep your promise and have sex with Zafar, and I will stand here and watch you have sex with Zafar, just like you were watching me have sex with Zafar a little while ago, and even enjoying the sex. ” Sangeeta said, “I'm not going to do anything like that. I'm not going to have sex with any man like that.” I said, “You will have to have sex, Sangeeta. For the sake of our friendship. If you leave here today without having sex with Zafar, then our friendship is over. You had sex with my husband without telling me, became the mother of his child, and I remained silent. You took unfair advantage of our friendship and grew closer to my husband, and I remained silent. I accepted everything. But today you are refusing to listen to me. This is wrong, Sangeeta.” Sangeeta said, “What I did was my fault. And I even apologized to you for it. You forgave me, so where did all this suddenly come from today? What you're asking me to do today, using our friendship as leverage, is wrong.” I said, "You can think whatever you want. But know this, you will only get my true forgiveness when you let Zafar have sex with you. And not just because I tell you to, but genuinely, from the heart. You have to express your love for Zafar while you're having sex with him, just like you do when you have sex with Bijan.  Understand, this is my only condition for forgiving you. I want to see you having sex with Zafar, and with love, only then will you receive my true forgiveness. Otherwise, no."


Sangeeta understood that she had fallen into my trap, and it would be difficult for her to escape. So, she knelt before me and said, "Okay. To atone for my mistake and to earn your forgiveness, I'm ready to do all this. I accept all your conditions. But you also have to make a promise. Only then will I do it." I asked, "What kind of promise?" Sangeeta said, "That after having sex with him this one time, you won't force me again." I laughed and said, "Okay. I promise, I won't force you to have sex with Zafar again. If you yourself want to after having sex with Zafar once, then you will have sex with him again. Neither I nor anyone else will force you." Sangeeta said, "Okay. Now tell me what I have to do?" I said, "Before having sex, I wanted to suck Zafar's dick. But he had aroused me so much that I couldn't do it. Now you will fulfill this desire of mine. Take Zafar's dick in your hand and suck it." Without arguing further, Sangeeta sat down on the bed and took Zafar's dick in her hand. The scene was such that Zafar and I were lying side by side on the bed. And Sangeeta was sitting on the edge of the bed to Zafar's left. She had Zafar's dick in her hand, which she was gently caressing it. Zafar and I were both completely naked from head to toe. But Sangeeta, on the other hand, was half-naked. She was still wearing her saree and petticoat. But on her upper body, she was only wearing her bra. And her large boobs, confined in the bra, were swaying in front of Zafar. Sangeeta held Zafar's dick in her hand for a while, stroking it, and then slowly leaned forward, bringing her face closer to Zafar's dick. Then she kissed the glans of Zafar's dick. Zafar's whole body trembled at the touch of Sangeeta's soft lips on his dick. He grabbed me, pulled me towards him, and once again began kissing me, his lips pressed against mine. The atmosphere of lovemaking in the room was building up again, just like it had been a little while ago. Right now, Zafar and I were busy kissing each other, savoring the taste of each other's lips. And Sangeeta, on the other side, was holding Zafar's dick in her hand and stroking it. At this moment, the fire of lust was raging within all three of us in the room. I was already aroused and had already had sex with Zafar once. But now it was Sangeeta's turn. And I believe that after getting such a powerful man's thick, strong dick in her hand, she too was desperate to have it inside her pussy. But she didn't want to show her feelings to me and Zafar. But I was sure that she wouldn't be able to hide her feelings for long. And she herself would beg Zafar to put his dick in her pussy and give her a good fucking. And I'm also sure that this time is not far off. Zafar now removed his lips from mine and put his mouth on my boobs. And then he started sucking both of my boobs again. Now my attention fell on Sangeeta. I saw that she had taken out her tongue and was licking the large, egg-shaped glans of Zafar's dick. She was circling her tongue around the glans of Zafar's dick. And every now and then, she would tease the opening of Zafar's dick with the tip of her tongue. This was making it increasingly difficult for Zafar to control himself. Whenever Sangeeta did this, it affected me too. Because Sangeeta's actions were arousing Zafar, and in his excitement, he would start sucking my boobs hard and biting my nipples with his teeth. And I would grab his head and press it hard against my boobs. Loud moans escaped my throat, "Uff... Ahh... Ohh... Umm... Zafar... Suck more... Suck my boobs more... Bite them..." I was muttering something like that. And Zafar was sucking my boobs one after another. He grabbed one of my boobs and stuck out his tongue. And he started circling his tongue around my nipple. This action of his made all the hairs on my body stand on end in an instant. And my poor nipple became completely erect. Then Zafar further stimulated my nipple by licking and teasing it with his tongue. Then he took my nipple into his mouth and started sucking it. He was sucking my nipple as if he would suck all the blood from my body through my nipple. After sucking and biting my nipple with his teeth for a long time, when he finally released my nipple, my fair tit had turned red, it was wet with his saliva, and there were bite marks from his teeth all over it. Zafar paused for a while and then launched his attack on my other tit. He repeated everything he had just done to my other tit. He first made a circle of saliva around my nipple with his tongue, making it erect. Then he licked it with his tongue, making it even harder. And then, taking it into his mouth, he sucked and bit it forcefully for a long time. After much sucking and licking, when he finally released my other nipple, it was in just as bad state as the first one.


Well, I looked at Sangeeta again. She was now thoroughly licking Zafar's dick from top to bottom with her tongue. She was also tightly gripping both of Zafar's testicles in her fist and fondling them. After wetting Zafar's dick with her saliva, she opened her mouth and tried to take Zafar's dick into her mouth. As soon as she tried to do this, she realized her mistake. Until now, she had only taken three cocks in her life: one was her boyfriend's, the second was her husband Tanmay's, and finally, my husband Bijan's. But Zafar's dick was much bigger and thicker than all three of them. And she probably hadn't realized this. That's why she made the mistake of trying to take Zafar's dick into her mouth. The glans of Zafar's dick alone was the size of a large egg. She forcefully pushed it into her mouth. Just the head of Zafar's dick filled her entire mouth, leaving no room inside. But Sangeeta didn't give up and tried to somehow get Zafar's dick into her mouth. But this was almost impossible. Still, due to her efforts, about one-third of Zafar's dick, including the glans, somehow went inside Sangeeta's mouth. I was certain that this one-third of Zafar's dick had completely filled her mouth, and the tip of Zafar's dick must have reached her throat. My suspicion was largely correct. Because I saw that after taking one-third of Zafar's dick into her mouth, Sangeeta started sucking on that portion. And she started stroking the remaining part of the dick that was outside her mouth with her hand. She was holding Zafar's bamboo-like dick, stroking it with her hand, and simultaneously taking the tip into her mouth and sucking on it. Zafar knew very well that if he tried to force his dick further into Sangeeta's mouth, he might hurt her, as she had no experience with such a large dick. Therefore, Zafar simply lay there, letting Sangeeta suck his dick on her way. Sangeeta was stuffing the tip of Zafar's dick into her mouth and sucking it, while caressing the rest of it with her hand. And I was watching them both, seeing how my dearest friend was acting like a cheap street whore, sucking a stranger's dick and giving him immense pleasure. All three of us were happy for our own reasons at that moment. Zafar was happy getting his dick sucked by Sangeeta. Sangeeta was happy sucking such a powerful man's thick and strong dick. And I was happy because I could see my plan to teach my friend a lesson succeeding right before my eyes. (Contd.)

 

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[Neelkantha]

Part 184 – Zafar Made Sangeeta's Condition Worse

 

Pihu’s POV- After sucking on only about one third of Zafar's enormous dick for a while, Sangeeta got tired. She took Zafar's dick out of her mouth and started rubbing her jaw. I understood that she had made a mistake by taking Zafar's huge dick into her mouth. It was probably hurting her jaw. But there was nothing that could be done now. I saw that even though Sangeeta was in pain, she had sucked Zafar's dick well and thoroughly. Because I could clearly see the smeared marks of Sangeeta's saliva on Zafar's dick. I gave Sangeeta a sweet kiss on her cheek and said, "Hey, Sangeeta, does your jaw hurt?" Sangeeta looked at me and said in a slightly annoyed voice, "You bitch, this is all your fault!" I laughed and said, "Go ahead, insult me and curse me as much as you want now, but later, when you're bouncing on it taking inside your pussy, you'll forget about this friend." Hearing this, Sangeeta blushed and said, "Pihu, shut up. You say anything anywhere. Don't you have any shame?" I said, "What's the point of being shy now while you're getting fucked? Stop being shy and enjoy getting fucked by Zafar to the fullest. Later, you can curse me as much as you want. Right now, enjoy the sex completely." Saying this, I grabbed her and made her sit between me and Zafar. Zafar had also sat up on the bed then. Now all three of us were sitting next to each other on the bed. Sangeeta was sitting half-naked on the bed between me and Zafar, while we both were sitting completely naked on either side of her. I was sitting to Sangeeta's right, and Zafar was sitting to her left. Zafar was staring intently at Sangeeta. But Sangeeta didn't look at him even once. She was sitting with her head bowed down in shame. I grabbed her chin and lifted her face, saying, "Hey, you're sitting there as if you're Zafar's newlywed wife, and tonight is your wedding night with him! And you're going to have sex with a man for the first time!!! You're already a mother of a child. Why be shy about having sex with a man? Stop being shy and enjoy having sex with Zafar." Then I looked at Zafar and said, "Zafar, I convinced my friend with so much effort to have sex with you. But you're not doing anything! What kind of man are you? You have such a beautiful and gorgeous woman in front of you, and you're not doing anything!" Saying this, I gently pushed Sangeeta towards Zafar. Because of my push, Sangeeta bumped into Zafar's chest. And as soon as that happened, Zafar grabbed Sangeeta in his arms. He held Sangeeta in his arms and gave her a light kiss on her cheek. As soon as he did that, Sangeeta looked at Zafar once, but didn't say anything to him. I then said, "Hey, are you two still babies that I have to teach you how to make love while having sex?" Then I told Sangeeta, "Sangeeta, Zafar kissed you, will you kiss him back or not?" Sangeeta now looked away from Zafar and towards me, but this time too, she didn't say anything. Although she didn't say anything with her mouth, there were definitely some questions in her eyes for me. She was asking me with her eyes whether she should do it or not. I answered her question with my eyes, "Of course!!" After getting the answer to her question from me, Sangeeta turned her face towards Zafar once again and slowly kissed him on the cheek, just like Zafar had kissed her on the cheek a moment ago. I then said, "Ugh... you two are now testing my patience. Why are you both kissing each other on the cheek like newbies!! Kiss each other on the lips like a couple in love." Then I said to Zafar, "Maybe my friend is feeling shy doing all this with you for the first time. But you are a master player in this game of fucking. Why are you hesitating!!! Show my friend your charm and give her a wonderful and memorable fucking experience as a gift. Make this first time she gets fucked with you a memorable event for her, something she will never be able to forget, even if she wants to. Just like I will never be able to forget my first time fucking with you." Before I could finish speaking, Zafar grabbed Sangeeta and turned her towards him. He held her head from behind, gripping her thick, flowing hair, and pulled her face towards his. He paused for a moment, looking into her eyes. It seemed to me that Zafar was perhaps asking Sangeeta for permission to proceed with his eyes. Sangeeta blinked, giving her consent. Then Zafar moved his face closer to Sangeeta's and pressed his masculine lips against her soft ones. In an instant, their lips locked together as if they had been glued together.

I saw them both kissing each other in a very sensual way. Zafar was sucking on Sangeeta's upper lip, and Sangeeta, in return, was sucking on his lower lip. In an instant, they were completely engrossed in each other. I gently lifted Sangeeta's arms and placed them on Zafar's shoulders. Sangeeta held onto Zafar's shoulders with her hands and pulled him closer, then began kissing his lips in a powerfully sensual way. No matter how angry and upset I was with my friend, seeing her kissing Zafar so sensually right in front of my eyes made me incredibly happy. Because she is my best and dearest friend. Yes, she made a mistake by not telling me and getting pregnant with my husband's child, but whatever the case, she is my friend. And seeing her enjoying sex with a powerful man like Zafar truly made me happy. Zafar tightly embraced Sangeeta in his arms and tried to insert his tongue into her mouth. He didn't face much difficulty in this endeavor, because Sangeeta herself opened her mouth and invited Zafar's tongue inside. As soon as Sangeeta opened her mouth, Zafar gently inserted his tongue inside and placed his tongue on top of hers. Then their tongues began to play with each other. Zafar was sucking on Sangeeta's tongue, and Sangeeta was sucking on Zafar's tongue. They continued to kiss each other sensually while sucking on each other's tongues. After kissing like this for some time, Zafar did something I didn't expect. He deposited a large amount of his saliva into Sangeeta's open mouth. I had no idea he would do something like that. Now it remained to be seen how Sangeeta would react to Zafar's actions. I thought Sangeeta would probably get angry or be upset with Zafar for this dirty act. But nothing of the sort happened. And to my utter surprise, Sangeeta not only took Zafar's saliva into her mouth, but she even swallowed it. This act revealed that whatever remaining hesitation and shyness Sangeeta had was now completely gone. She was now fully ready to openly enjoy this amazing sex with Zafar. She started sucking Zafar's lower lip like crazy, and began making every possible effort to give him pleasure during sex as well. I was seeing the old Sangeeta returning before my eyes. The same Sangeeta who was once my teacher in the subject of sex. From whom I first learned about sex. Who taught me the first lesson in sex. That old, slutty friend of mine, Sangeeta, was back in her element. And when two expert players of sex come face to face and decide to give each other pleasure, that sight is truly amazing to behold. And that's exactly what was happening before me. And I was sitting there, witnessing that scene. After kissing each other for a long time and in a very sensual way, Zafar let go of Sangeeta from his arms. And Sangeeta also let go of him and sat down, a little calmer. All the lipstick from her lips had been licked clean by Zafar. There were marks of Zafar's sucking on her lips. But the expressions of satisfaction and contentment were clearly visible on every corner of her face. She had realized what a great and expert player Zafar was in this game. As soon as Sangeeta sat up straight, I pulled her saree away from her chest and said, "Sangeeta, now show Zafar your assets. Poor guy, he's been dying to see them for so long." Sangeeta looked at me and said, "Yeah, as if he hasn't seen anything before." I said, "Even so, show him your assets properly." Zafar immediately said, "Yes, yes, absolutely!" Sangeeta glanced at Zafar with a sideways look, then lowered her head and said, "I won't show anything to anyone myself. Whoever wants to see anything, he should take the initiative himself and see it." Hearing this, I looked at Zafar and said, "Did you hear that, Zafar? What my friend said? Now you'll have to take the initiative yourself to see her assets." Zafar smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I heard her. And I have no objection to that." I then reached behind Sangeeta's back and unhooked her bra. I unfastened one of her bra straps with one hand and gestured to Zafar with my eyes to completely remove her bra. Then I said, "So what are you waiting for, Zafar? Start your initiative." Zafar understood my gestures perfectly and said, "Of course!!" and moved towards Sangeeta.


Sangeeta, understanding the situation, sat there covering her boobs with her hands. Zafar slowly removed her bra, completely taking it off and throwing it on the floor. Sangeeta's upper body was once again naked. She was still sitting with both hands covering her boobs. I removed one of Sangeeta's hands from one of her boobs and, pressing her tit with my hands, showed it to Zafar. I said, "Zafar, you were asking me about my friend's assets on the phone, weren't you? Well, here's your answer. See for yourself, feel them with your own hands." Following my lead, Zafar also removed Sangeeta's other hand from her other tit and, holding it in his hands, slowly tried to weigh it, trying to gauge its size and weight. I looked at Zafar and asked, "How is it?" Zafar smiled and replied, "Hmm...it seems like a very good asset. Big, round, and heavy. It seems like they're full of milk. Her boobs are a storehouse of milk." I said, "Absolutely. No matter how much you suckle, the milk never runs out. Chacha also suckled, but couldn't finish it. Let's see if you can finish it." Saying this, I leaned forward and filled my mouth with one of Sangeeta's boobs and started sucking. My words were true. In an instant, my entire mouth was filled with Sangeeta's breastmilk. Seeing me, Zafar also lowered his head and started sucking on Sangeeta's other tit. I only suckled Sangeeta's tit for a short time. Although I wanted to suckle her tit completely, this wasn't the time for me to enjoy myself. This was the time for Zafar and Sangeeta to give and receive pleasure from each other. And that's what I started doing. I left my friend Sangeeta with Zafar and sat a little distance away, watching them enjoy themselves. Zafar was holding one of Sangeeta's boobs and drinking the milk from her nipple. A little while ago, when he was having sex with me, he was sucking my boobs as if he would extract milk from them. But now he didn't have to work so hard, because Sangeeta's boobs were truly full of milk. Just a little pressure and sucking would cause a lot of milk to flow out. And that's exactly what Zafar was doing. He was pressing Sangeeta's tit and sucking her swollen, thick nipple, drinking the milk that came out. Zafar's mouth was full of milk from Sangeeta's tit, and milk was dripping from the corners of his lips onto his beard. I moved closer and put my tongue on Zafar's beard. The drops of Sangeeta's milk dripping onto Zafar's beard fell onto my tongue. I licked it with great relish. Zafar was drinking milk by sucking Sangeeta's tit, and I was licking the drops of milk that were falling on his beard. After a while, Zafar started sucking and biting Sangeeta's nipple forcefully, just like he had been sucking and biting my nipples a little while ago. And because of his intense sucking and biting, Sangeeta seemed to go wild. She pulled Zafar's head towards her boobs, pressing him against her chest, and moaned loudly, "Uff... Oh my God... Suck, Zafar... Suck... my boobs... Drink all the milk from them... Bite my nipples... Zafar... Devour these two milk tanks of mine... Don't show me any mercy... Uff... Zafar, how well you suck... No one has ever sucked my boobs like this before... Suck more... Zafar... Suck them more..." Sangeeta's condition was evident from her moans. She was calling Zafar by his name for the first time. Now she too was starting to enjoy the sex. And seeing her enjoying it so openly, I too started to feel happy. I noticed that Sangeeta was still wearing her saree. After a while, I separated Sangeeta's saree from her waist and said to her, "Sangeeta, lift your buttocks a little. Let me take off your saree. Otherwise, your saree will get spoiled." I untied the drawstring of her petticoat along with her saree. And I took off both her saree and petticoat at once. Now she was sitting on the bed in her panties, letting Zafar suckle her boobs and feeding him the milk that was coming out of them. After sucking one of her boobs for a long time, Zafar grabbed her other tit and started drinking the milk coming from her chest like a hungry baby. I also noticed that Zafar and Sangeeta had become quite comfortable with each other. They were both completely at ease with each other. While sucking Sangeeta's boobs, Zafar was also running his hands all over her body. And sometimes he was pressing her raised buttocks even through her panties. Sangeeta would occasionally grab Zafar's head and press it tightly against her chest, and sometimes she would let out loud moans. Once, she grabbed Zafar's head, pulled his face away from her boobs, and put her lips on his, kissing him again. Zafar also started kissing her. This kiss also lasted for a long time. Even while kissing Sangeeta, Zafar continued to run his hands all over her body. His hand would be on Sangeeta's neck, then on her shoulders, then on her arms, then on her boobs, and then on her belly. After gently caressing Sangeeta's belly and tickling and teasing her navel with his finger, Zafar's hand started moving steadily downwards. Now, both he and Sangeeta knew where his hand was headed. And understanding this, Sangeeta's entire body trembled for a moment.


Zafar's hand slowly moved downwards. Like Sangeeta, I also thought Zafar's hand would stop at her pussy. But I had forgotten that Zafar was a player in this game whose expertise was not so easy to judge. He didn't take his hand all the way to Sangeeta's pussy. Instead, he placed his hand on Sangeeta's exposed, fleshy thighs. And slowly, he began to caress her thighs, touching them gently. Zafar moved his hand from her knees to her inner thighs. He brought his hand close to her pussy, but neither did he touch her pussy nor did he place his hand on it. Instead, he ran his finger along the lining of her panties. Once, he slipped a finger inside the soft elastic of Sangeeta's panties, pulled the elastic with his finger, and then released it. The panties snapped back against Sangeeta. Sangeeta let out a muffled "Umm..." from her throat. Her voice clearly showed how aroused she had become. And it was obvious that an expert and experienced man like Zafar would understand this quite easily. So he started repeating the same action. He repeatedly pulled the elastic of Sangeeta's panties with his finger and released it forcefully. The panties would snap back against Sangeeta, and each time she would make sounds like "Umm...", "Uff...", "Ohh...", "Ahh...". And with time, her voice became less muffled. After doing this for a while, Zafar paused and thought for a moment. Then he looked at me and said, "Pihu, your friend doesn't just have big boobs. There's something else that's big too." I immediately understood what he was talking about. Nevertheless, I innocently asked him, "What?" He smiled and slapped Sangeeta hard on her buttocks, saying, "This part." He had hit her quite hard on the buttocks, and there was a loud smacking sound. Sangeeta wasn't prepared for it at all. The slap had landed hard on her buttocks. She said, "Ouch..." and started rubbing her buttocks with her hand, then looked at Zafar and said angrily, "Gently... it hurts..." But this didn't affect Zafar at all. He removed Sangeeta's hand from her buttocks and slapped her hard again. This slap was even harder than the first one, and the smacking sound was louder too. Sangeeta winced in pain. But before she could say anything, Zafar slapped her buttocks two or three more times. Then Zafar looked at her and said, "This is punishment for your tantrums." Saying this, he slapped Sangeeta's buttocks two or three more times. I saw that Sangeeta's buttocks had turned red, and the imprint of Zafar's hand was clearly visible on them. I understood very well that Sangeeta's upcoming journey of sex with Zafar was going to be difficult and challenging for her. (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Thursday (03.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

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Part 185 – Sangeeta Was Left In A Terrible State After Being Fucked By Zafar

 

Pihu’s POV- After slapping Sangeeta's buttocks for quite some time, Zafar finally calmed down a little. Then he laid her down on the bed on her back and lay on top of her. He brought his face close to Sangeeta's and kissed her from her forehead to her cheeks. Then he moved down to her chin and neck. After kissing her neck thoroughly, he kissed her arms as well. Then he lifted Sangeeta's arms upwards, exposing her armpits. Sangeeta, like me, shaves her armpits and pubic hair. Seeing Sangeeta's clean, hairless armpits right in front of his eyes, Zafar's eyes lit up. He brought his mouth to her armpit and kissed it affectionately. Feeling Zafar's warm breath and wet lips on her clean, hairless armpit, Sangeeta started to feel ticklish. She shifted slightly. But since Zafar's body weight was on top of her and he was holding her arms up, she couldn't move much. Zafar kissed her armpits one after another to his heart's content, and then he stuck out his tongue and began to lick her armpits thoroughly. Due to the heat, Sangeeta had applied talcum powder and deodorant to her armpits. Zafar licked off the talcum powder from her armpits with his tongue. And then he started biting the skin of her armpits with his teeth. This made Sangeeta even more aroused and she began to squirm. After thoroughly sucking, kissing, licking, and biting Sangeeta's armpits, Zafar moved on to her boobs. After sucking both of Sangeeta's boobs one by one for some time, he moved to her belly. And he started kissing her belly. And he began to lick her navel, probing it with his tongue. This increased Sangeeta's body heat even more. After tormenting Sangeeta like this for some time, Zafar moved downwards. And finally, he reached Sangeeta's pussy. But Sangeeta was still wearing her panties. However, like her pussy, her panties were also in a bad state. A stream of juice was flowing from her pussy, completely soaking her panties. There was no point in her wearing those panties anymore. Understanding this, Zafar moved his hand around her panties and, grabbing them, slowly started pulling them down. As he pulled down Sangeeta's panties, her pussy was revealed to him for the first time. Now Sangeeta lifted her hips and buttocks to help Zafar remove her panties. Zafar pulled Sangeeta's panties down to her feet. I then removed them from her feet and threw them on the ground, and finally, Sangeeta was completely naked in front of her friend (me) and a strange man. But she kept her legs together out of shame, which made it difficult for Zafar to see her pussy properly. Understanding this, I held Sangeeta's legs and spread them apart. And with this, Zafar finally got a clear view of Sangeeta's pussy. Zafar stared at Sangeeta's clean-shaven, neat, and smooth pussy for a while. I also looked at her pussy. I hadn't seen her pussy for a long time. I thought that after the birth of her child, her pussy might have become loose. But that wasn't the case. It didn't seem to me that her pussy had become much looser. It looked the same as before. Anyway, Zafar cupped Sangeeta's pussy in his hand and started squeezing it. Sangeeta shivered again as she felt Zafar's hand touch her pussy. But this time she didn't move from her spot, nor did she remove Zafar's hand from her pussy. She was now starting to enjoy the touch of Zafar's hand. Zafar gently stroked her pussy with his hand. During this, he placed his thumb on her clitoris and began to rub it. This made Sangeeta's condition even more intense, and she began to writhe. But Zafar didn't remove his hand from her pussy. He continued to rub her clitoris with his thumb as before. And Sangeeta's pussy began to release its juices. After rubbing her clitoris with his thumb for some time, he placed a finger at the opening of her pussy and applied pressure. But Sangeeta's pussy was so wet with its own juices that Zafar's finger easily slipped inside. After inserting his finger into Sangeeta's pussy, he slowly moved his finger in and out, fucking her with his finger. And the more Zafar fucked Sangeeta's pussy with his finger, the more juice it released, making it even wetter. After fucking Sangeeta's pussy with his finger for some time, Zafar stopped and leaned his face forward, bringing it close to Sangeeta's pussy.

Then he took one of Sangeeta's labia into his mouth and began to suck on it. And then the other one. He thoroughly licked and cleaned the area around Sangeeta's pussy, and then finally he stuck out his tongue and placed it on her clitoris and began to lick her pussy. Zafar was licking Sangeeta's pussy from bottom to top and then from top to bottom with his tongue. And sometimes he would stop in between and rub and suck on her clitoris with his tongue. This made Sangeeta's condition worse and worse. She started thrashing and writhing on the bed like a fish out of water. Her entire body would lift off the bed and then fall back down with a thud. It was becoming difficult for Zafar to keep her body still on the bed. So I held Sangeeta's body to help Zafar so that she wouldn't move around too much. Zafar continued to lick her pussy with his tongue and began to massage her clitoris with his finger. Juice started flowing from Sangeeta's pussy, wetting it, which Zafar licked clean with his tongue. Now Sangeeta, restless and sighing, said, "Ugh... Zafar, I can't take it anymore... do something..." Zafar lifted his head from her pussy, looked at her, and smiled, saying, "What should I do?" Sangeeta, writhing again, said, "Whatever you think is right..." Zafar smiled again and said, "But what?" I understood that Zafar was deliberately saying this to torment Sangeeta even more. And hearing Zafar's words, Sangeeta got angry and cursed him, saying, "Bastard, motherfucker... Don't you know what's done to a woman in this condition? Did you make your wife a mother by fucking her, or did you download your child from Google?" Hearing Sangeeta's curses, Zafar smiled and said, "No matter how much you curse me, I won't do anything to you until you tell me clearly what you want me to do." Saying this, he again put his face in Sangeeta's pussy and started sucking it. I whispered in Sangeeta's ear, "Hey, just tell him you want to be fucked. Until you say it, he won't fuck you." Now she got angry at me and said, "Bitch, it's because of you that I'm in this situation today. If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have to get fucked by him today. You've already been fucked by him, you tell him to fuck me." I laughed and said, "Zafar won't give in so easily. Until you yourself tell him to fuck you, he won't fuck you, but will keep tormenting you like this. It's better if you just tell him to fuck you." Hearing me, Sangeeta said, "Ugh... you two have driven me crazy... Okay..." Saying this, she said to Zafar, "Zafar... fuck me..." Zafar again lifted his face from her pussy and said, "Not like this, until you beg me to fuck you, I won't fuck you." Sangeeta now looked at me angrily and said, "Pihu, I'm going to kill him now, I'm telling you. Tell him quickly to fuck me." Seeing her helpless state, I felt very happy. Now I laughed and said to Zafar, "Zafar, don't torment the poor girl anymore. Just fuck her now." Zafar looked at me, smiled, and said, "I can do anything for you, my love. Since you're saying it, I'll definitely fuck your friend." I held Zafar's dick in my hand and positioned it at the opening of Sangeeta's pussy. Zafar gave a gentle push, and the head of his dick entered Sangeeta's wet pussy. Sangeeta only made a soft "Umm..." sound and then fell silent. Then Zafar thrust his hips forward and backward, giving a strong push, and in that single thrust, half of his dick penetrated Sangeeta's pussy, tearing it badly. Zafar pressed his huge, throbbing dick against Sangeeta's pussy opening so hard that when more than half of it went in, splitting Sangeeta's pussy in two, Sangeeta was startled. He said, "Sangeeta, just lie still! And enjoy the fucking." Saying this, Zafar thrust again forcefully. As soon as his dick was fully inside Sangeeta's pussy, Sangeeta was overjoyed. Then Zafar leaned down to Sangeeta's boobs and took one of them into his mouth, sucking on it, and his mouth filled with her milk again, which he began to drink greedily. Then he said, "Sangeeta, your boobs are full of milk, it tastes very sweet." This ignited a fire of lust in Sangeeta's body, and she was overwhelmed with pleasure. For the first time since the birth of her child, a man was fondling her milk-filled boobs and drinking her milk. It was natural for her to feel such pleasure. Sangeeta was now overcome with pleasure and, abandoning her resistance, began to lift her hips from below, actively participating in the act. Sangeeta was having an incredible time!


When Zafar pulled out his huge dick and embraced Sangeeta, then started thrusting into her with full force, Sangeeta was overjoyed. Sangeeta had never experienced such pleasure, not even with my husband Bijan or her own husband Tanmay. It was incredibly pleasurable! Juice started overflowing from Sangeeta's pussy, and in that juice, Zafar's thick dick became even harder and started moving in and out very rapidly. Sangeeta's pussy became so wet and slippery that Zafar's dick was sliding in and out effortlessly. Sangeeta started moaning, "Ah... Oh... Oh my God..." Then Zafar put Sangeeta's lips in his mouth and started sucking on them. Now Sangeeta was completely helpless, unable to speak. Inside, Sangeeta was very happy because no one had ever thrust into her so powerfully before, neither my husband nor Sangeeta's husband. It felt like flames were erupting from inside her pussy. I held Zafar's dick with my two fingers and watched how he was thrusting into my friend Sangeeta with great force. I saw that Zafar's dick was going completely inside Sangeeta's pussy with each thrust. And then Zafar would pull his hips back, withdrawing his dick from Sangeeta's pussy all the way to the tip. And then with a single thrust, he would push the entire dick back in. Seeing Zafar's powerful dick moving in and out of my friend's pussy like that, I also started feeling aroused. But since I had already had sex with Zafar once, I suppressed my own desires and let my friend enjoy the pleasure of being fucked by Zafar's powerful dick. I decided in my mind that I would let Sangeeta enjoy it to the fullest today. Today, I'm going to make Sangeeta understand what it means to have sex with a real man like Zafar. What Zafar does with her afterward, or whether she'll have sex with Zafar again, is their business. I won't interfere in that. But today, I'll give Sangeeta the opportunity to be completely satisfied. As Zafar's dick moved in and out of Sangeeta's pussy, I placed one finger on his dick and started stimulating Sangeeta's clitoris with another finger. After a while, I saw that Sangeeta's entire pussy was filled with juice. And Zafar's entire dick was also wet with her pussy juice. A "splash...splash...splash..." sound started coming from Zafar's dick moving in and out of Sangeeta's wet pussy. After a while, I let go of Zafar's dick and sat up a little. I saw Zafar continuously thrusting into Sangeeta without stopping even once. And Sangeeta, moaning, was thrusting her hips upwards, letting Zafar's dick penetrate her pussy to the base. They were both so engrossed in this act of fucking that they had completely forgotten about me. I saw Zafar leaning over Sangeeta, putting his mouth on hers and kissing her, and with one hand, he grabbed one of Sangeeta's boobs and started squeezing it. After squeezing Sangeeta's tit for a while, his eyes fell on me. He extended one hand towards me and then grabbed one of my boobs in his fist and started squeezing it roughly. Now Zafar had one of my boobs in one hand and one of Sangeeta's boobs in the other. He started trying to give pleasure to both of us simultaneously by squeezing and massaging one tit of each of us. After letting Zafar squeeze my boobs for a while, I moved his hand from my tit and placed it on Sangeeta's other tit. Now Zafar held both of Sangeeta's boobs in his fists, squeezing them and kissing her while he started to fuck her. Zafar was sucking on Sangeeta's juicy lips, and Sangeeta, in her passion, had put her entire tongue into his mouth. Zafar was getting even more excited. He was having an amazing time as well. Zafar was sucking Sangeeta's tongue while thrusting into her vigorously, and Sangeeta was also helping him by lifting her buttocks. Zafar took Sangeeta's tongue out of his mouth and asked, "Sangeeta, are you enjoying being fucked by me?" He wanted to know her opinion, so Sangeeta said, "Yes, I'm enjoying it a lot, tear apart this wretched cunt of mine! This is the root of all the trouble. It's because of this that I'm getting fucked by you like this today. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have to see this day." Hearing this, Zafar and I burst out laughing. I said to Sangeeta, "Bitch, you're cursing me one moment, then you're cursing Zafar, and then you're blaming your own cunt." While being fucked by Zafar, Sangeeta said to me, "You wretched bitch, let me get properly fucked first, later even God won't be able to save you from my hands. You bitch, you're my friend, and you made me get fucked by a stranger." I laughed and said, "When you were getting fucked by my husband, didn't this thought cross your mind? Now enjoy Zafar's powerful dick."


Zafar quickly pulled his entire dick out of Sangeeta's pussy, wiped the wetness with his lungi, and then, rubbing it against Sangeeta's pussy opening, thrust it in with a single, forceful push. Sangeeta might felt like the world was spinning. She squirmed and said, "Oh... oh... Zafar... are you trying to kill me? Thrust a little slower... I'm a human being too... I feel pain..." "Then I'll fuck you even harder!" Saying this, Zafar grabbed Sangeeta's boobs with his hands and started thrusting with tremendous force, leaving Sangeeta completely breathless. Sangeeta somehow endured Zafar's merciless thrusts and said, "Oh... are you going to tear my pussy apart today?" Zafar, thrusting his dick into her pussy repeatedly, said, "It's already torn, Sangeeta. If it were four or five fingers longer, it would completely fit inside your pussy." Sangeeta lifted her buttocks and took Zafar's dick into her pussy, saying, "Oh, I'm already sweating so much. You would know if it went all the way in. My heart is pounding. Your dick is really very strong." Zafar asked, "And your husband's?" Sangeeta said, "His is one and half the size of yours." As soon as she said this, Zafar became even more excited and started his engine again at full speed. Sangeeta started moaning, "Ah... Oh... He's killing me... Someone save me from this cruel man... He's going to kill me by fucking me to death today..." Sangeeta was not in her senses and was wholeheartedly participating in the fucking with Zafar. But she couldn't enjoy this pleasure for long because she quickly reached the verge of orgasm. She extended both her hands, grabbed Zafar's neck, and pulled him towards her. Then she clung to him and orgasmed. I saw a strong stream of juice gushing out of Sangeeta's pussy. Sangeeta was orgasming with her eyes closed, and her entire body was trembling violently, which Zafar held tightly in his arms. After a long time and a considerable amount of juice, Sangeeta finally calmed down. During the orgasm, Zafar remained still without fucking her. As soon as Sangeeta's orgasm was over, he started his work again. This time, he lifted both of Sangeeta's legs with his hands and placed them on his shoulders. This raised her hips and pussy upwards. I took a pillow and placed it under Sangeeta's lower back to give her some comfort while being fucked by Zafar in this position. But there was no comfort for her. As soon as I placed the pillow under her back, her pussy was perfectly aligned with Zafar's dick. And then what? Zafar once again inserted his dick into Sangeeta's pussy and started thrusting again. This time, Sangeeta's upper body from the waist up was on the bed, and her entire lower body from the waist down was lifted upwards. And in this position, Zafar was thrusting into her pussy repeatedly. And Sangeeta was scratching the bedsheet with her nails while being fucked. Due to Zafar's powerful thrusts, the entire bed, along with Sangeeta's body, was shaking. Her boobs were also shaking. Now I extended my hand, grabbed her boobs, and while kneading them, I asked her, "Why, you slut, are you enjoying being fucked by Zafar, aren't you? Remember, this is your punishment." Sangeeta said, "If this is my punishment, then I'd gladly accept this punishment every single day. Damn it, where were you hiding this man all this time? Where was this man for so long? If I had found him earlier, I would have gotten pregnant by him instead of your husband. And I would have become the mother of his child instead of your husband's." I said, "Who's stopping you now, you bitch? You can become the mother of Zafar's child right now. So do it again. This time, become the mother of Zafar's child." Sangeeta said, "I've already become a mother once. Why don't you become the mother of his child?" Squeezing Sangeeta's boobs hard, I said, "Shut up, you whore. I'm not like you, who would get fucked by just anyone and become the mother of their child. If I become a mother, it will be to my husband's child. Understood, you shameless whore?" (Contd.)

 

[Next Update is on Saturday (05.09.26) between 11 am to 2 pm]

[Neelkantha]

Sangeetha enjoying Zafar with guidance of Pihu.
Nice going.
Thank you

Thanks Buddy. keep reading and enjoying

[Neelkantha]

Your writing skills and consistency is Far better than many people here you deserve more recognition Love the update as well

Thanks buddy. It means a lots to me. keep reading and commenting.

[Neelkantha]

All your skill in writing is come with this.
Very nice to hear Pihu want child only from Bijan.
Sangeetha  Zafar couple enjoyed well.
Waiting for next...........
Thank you

She always wants that. But don't know why she could not be.

[Neelkantha]

Part 186 – Sangeeta Takes Her Revenge On Zafar

 

Pihu’s POV- Zafar held Sangeeta's legs, lifting them above his shoulders. He kept thrusting his cock into her pussy. I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that Zafar had been fucking Sangeeta for nearly half an hour. During this time, Sangeeta had already orgasmed once. But Zafar had been fucking her for the past half hour and hadn't seemed to be cumming. He had just cum in my pussy a while ago, so perhaps that's why it was taking him a while to cum. He kept thrusting his massive cock into Sangeeta's pussy relentlessly. They continued to fuck like this for a while. Then, suddenly, Zafar thrust into Sangeeta's pussy with such force that the head of his dick struck her cervix, and Sangeeta cried out loudly. "Oh my God...someone please save me...from this cruel man...or else I'll be killed today..." But then a powerful jet of cum erupted from Zafar's dick into her pussy. Sangeeta immediately clung to his chest and began rubbing her boobs against his in a sensual manner. In an instant, Sangeeta's pussy was filled with Zafar's thick, slimy cum. I looked at Sangeeta's face. I saw that Sangeeta, with her eyes closed, was pressing her pussy as hard as she could against Zafar's dick, taking in his thick cum. But because Zafar had ejaculated a large amount of cum into her pussy at once, Zafar's cum began to drip out of her pussy. The storm had calmed, and Zafar first lifted Sangeeta's legs from his shoulders and placed them on the bed. Then, he pulled his dick out of her pussy and wiped it off with his lungi. Then, using his left hand, he began to rub the juice and cum from Sangeeta's pussy with his soles, and Sangeeta began to enjoy it. Everything Zafar did seemed new to Sangeeta. Sangeeta probably thought that every man gives his woman pleasure in his own way, and Zafar was giving Sangeeta pleasure in a new way. After Zafar had thoroughly rubbed his cum into Sangeeta's pussy, he held Sangeeta in his lap, placed his palm on hers, and said, "Sangeeta, your pussy looks like that of a young girl. Just like Pihu's pussy, there's not a single hair on yours!" Sangeeta said, "You know, I shave my pussy every day, just like her, and scrub it with soap. That's how my pussy looks." After a passionate fuck, Sangeeta and Zafar lay in each other's arms on the bed, exchanging sweet, loving conversations like a young couple in love. Running her fingers over Zafar's masculine chest, Sangeeta said, "You must have cooled down now, haven't you, Zafar?" Zafar, running his fingers through Sangeeta's flowing locks, said, "No, Sangeeta, not at all! Not just me, no man would be cooled down after fucking you. You're so beautiful and charming!" Sangeeta now placed her fingers on Zafar's face and asked, "You're also a great way to make up stories!" Zafar, playing with her hair, replied, "Sangeeta, I swear I'm telling the truth. You don't look like a mother at all right now. An eighteen-year-old girl pales in comparison to you." Saying this, Zafar removed his hand from Sangeeta's hair and ran it over her boobs, making Sangeeta tingle again. Her pussy began to tingle, and Sangeeta became luscious again. I knew full well that for a woman as horny as Sangeeta, this one fuck wouldn't be enough. She might want to be fucked again by a powerful man like Zafar. And Zafar had sensed this. So he was busy warming Sangeeta up to prepare her for a second round. Because of this, his expertise in this game of sex was truly unmatched. I was both proud of him and in love. For a moment, I felt like pushing Sangeeta aside and laying down in her place, lying in Zafar's arms, exchanging a few sweet words with him, and then taking his cock into my pussy and getting fucked by him. But today wasn't my day, it was Sangeeta's. Today was her chance to get fucked by Zafar twice in a row. And I wasn't going to take this opportunity away from my friend. So, I remained seated, saying nothing or doing nothing. Just then, Sangeeta noticed that Zafar's dick had become erect and throbbing against her soft thighs. Sangeeta fixed her gaze on Zafar's throbbing dick and said, "Zafar, I really didn't want to get fucked from you today. If Pihu hadn't urged me on their friendship, I probably never would have. Pihu forced me, and only then did you succeed in fucking me. Now, whether you fuck me once or a thousand times, it won't make any difference. I won't be at peace without you even for a moment." This was what Zafar needed to hear. Hearing this from Sangeeta must have made his heart flutter. But he was a master of this game. He knew exactly how to trap his opponents and get his work done. And he was doing the same thing with Sangeeta. He had already trapped Sangeeta once by fucking her. But now he was completely holding her captive. Slowly squeezing Sangeeta's boobs, he asked, "But what if your husband finds out that you've had sex with me?"

Hearing Zafar suddenly mention her husband, Sangeeta was momentarily lost in thought. Perhaps, in the excitement of having sex with Zafar, she had temporarily forgotten her husband, Tanmay. Now, Zafar's mention of him brought her to mind. Sangeeta thought for a moment, but as soon as she remembered Tanmay, her face turned red with anger. She said, "Don't mention that impotent man in front of me!!! My husband is a bastard and impotent. He doesn't even have the guts to father a child. He's been bullying me every moment of every day since we married. He's always shown his authority as my husband. But when it's my turn to conceive, what do I find out? He can never be a father. Why? Because his semen doesn't have the right amount of sperm to make me a mother. Does anyone know what I went through after knowing this? I was forced to have sex with my closest friend's husband and become the mother of his child. Just to erase the stigma of infertility from myself." Sangeeta said the entire thing in one breath. Hearing her words, I truly felt sorry for her. That poor woman really had a bad fate. The man she once loved had abandoned her. Because of that lover, her home was on the verge of collapse. Somehow, her home was saved. But when she wanted to become a mother, she discovered that her husband couldn't make her one. So what could the poor woman do? She did what she thought was right at the time. But what's done is done. There's no point in dwelling on it now. We all have to move on with our lives. Sangeeta, Bijan, and me. "My husband leaves for work in the morning and returns at night. I'm free all day, and if we both agree, what can he do?" Sangeeta herself had become lustful. Zafar's cock had captivated her. His dick was so alluring that it won her over in one go. For the first time in her life, Sangeeta was ready to be fucked again. But when Zafar's dick started to stroke her thigh, Sangeeta began to fight him again. The pleasure Sangeeta felt during this embrace was unmatched even during her first sexual encounter with Zafar. The first time, he had practically forced his entire dick inside her pussy. Sangeeta had screamed with a terrified moan. But this time, Sangeeta was playing a foreplay game with him. What an amazing game it was! Holding Zafar's dick in her hand, she wiped the cum from its opening with her finger. Showing it to me, she put the finger in her mouth and began licking it sensually. I deliberately told Sangeeta, "Come on, get up now. Aren't you late for home?" I knew full well that Sangeeta wouldn't leave without Zafar's fuck a second time. Sangeeta looked at Zafar and said, "Okay. I'm leaving today. I'll come back another day." Zafar immediately said, "Where are you going now, my love? There's still one more round left." It was as if Sangeeta was expecting to hear this from Zafar. She looked at me and said, "Since Zafar wants it, I'll stay a little longer and have another round of sex with him." Zafar himself lay down in the middle of the bed and pulled us both closer to him. We two friends, on either side of him, began rubbing our boobs against his broad, masculine chest. And then we both simultaneously took Zafar in our arms and began to love him. Zafar, too, began to caress our bare backs with both his hands, expressing his love to both of us simultaneously. After a while, Zafar started playing with both of our boobs. He held one tit in each hand and squeezed it, just as he had been squeezing ours while fucking her just moments before. But the only difference is that just a few moments ago, in the throes of sex, he was squeezing both of our boobs with great ferocity. However, now that he wasn't in the mood for sex, he was much calmer. So, he was gently and lovingly squeezing both of our boobs, trying to arouse us both. In between, he was also sucking our boobs, alternating between sucking on Sangeeta's tit. One moment, he would suck on Sangeeta's tit, and the next, he would turn his head towards me and suck on mine. Then, he would turn his head and suck on Sangeeta's nipple. It seemed as if he was trying to arouse both of us simultaneously. We were both taking turns, grabbing our boobs, and feeding him ours. His dick was now fully erect, ready for another fuck. And watching Zafar's dick slowly grow erect before her eyes, Sangeeta couldn't control herself. And instead of feeding her boobs to Zafar, she went and sat near his feet and held his dick in her hand.


Then she grabbed Zafar's massive dick and began slowly moving the foreskin up and down. Zafar was a little distracted by the touch of Sangeeta's hands on his dick. He held Sangeeta's head with one hand and brought it closer to his dick. Sangeeta immediately understood what she had to do. Without wasting a moment, she got to work. She took out her tongue and began licking Zafar's dick from base to top. She took her time, licking it repeatedly from top to bottom, soaking it with her saliva. I thought she would make the mistake of taking Zafar's dick in her mouth again. But proving my suspicions wrong, she didn't repeat her mistake. She didn't dare take Zafar's dick in her mouth once again. Instead, she did something else. She grabbed the two large, egg-sized balls hanging at the base of Zafar's dick and began fondling them. Zafar might not have been prepared for this attack. Perhaps, like me, he, too, had expected Sangeeta to take his dick into her mouth and suck it again. But Zafar himself hadn't expected her to reciprocate. So, as soon as Sangeeta began to fondle his balls, cupping them in her fist, Zafar was taken aback. He asked Sangeeta, "What are you doing?" Sangeeta, still fondling Zafar's balls in her fist, looked at him and, with a mischievous smile on her face, replied, "The same thing you've been doing with both of us all along." I didn't understand what Sangeeta meant. Neither did Zafar. So he asked, "What do you mean?" Sangeeta replied with her mischievous smile again, "Don't you understand? I'm just doing what you've been doing to both of us. You've tormented us both enough with this tool of yours. Now it's our turn for revenge, especially mine. You've tormented me a lot. I'll pay you back every penny. I'm not as innocent as Pihu. Now you'll know Sangeeta is a real disaster. And what it feels like to suffer." With that, she clenched her fist tightly. Zafar sat up, saying, "Ouch..." in pain. Sangeeta smiled and said, "You've sat up so quickly!!! There's still so much more to come. You've still got a lot of pain to endure. Get ready to take it all in yourself." With that, she placed her hand on Zafar's chest and pushed him back onto the bed. Then Sangeeta looked at me and said, "Pihu, I'm going to fix him now. It's your responsibility to make sure he doesn't make any noise. You know what you have to do." Saying this, she pointed to my boobs. I immediately understood her hint. And I also knew what I had to do. What I was enjoying about all this was the fact that a strong man like Zafar was facing off against a horny woman like Sangeeta. And Sangeeta was overpowering him. Anyway, after that, Sangeeta looked at Zafar, winked, and said, "I always wonder why men should have all the fun during sex? We women should have some too, right? I hope you agree with me, Zafar, don't you?" With that, she clenched her fist tightly again, trapping both of Zafar's balls. Zafar opened his mouth to scream in pain. Seeing this, Sangeeta said, "Pihu, fulfill your responsibility well." Saying this, she pointed to my boobs again. Zafar didn't understand. Before he could react, I shoved one of my boobs firmly into his open mouth, closing it. I knew full well that Sangeeta had no intention of harming Zafar physically. Her only intention was to intimidate Zafar and show him that she wasn't a novice in this game. She, like him, had already mastered it long ago. So, I trusted her that she wouldn't physically harm Zafar, but at the same time, I was curious about what she was actually trying to do to Zafar at that moment. Seeing a strong man like Zafar, exhausted in the act of sex, in front of a horny woman like Sangeeta, was a big deal in itself. And I was going to be his one and only witness.


As soon as I shoved my tit into Zafar's mouth, Sangeeta got down to business. She bent her head forward, bringing her face closer to Zafar's dick. I watched her movements. Zafar also raised his head to see what Sangeeta was up to. I placed his head back on the bed, shoved my tit deeper into his mouth, and looked at Sangeeta. I initially thought she might be sucking Zafar's dick this time. But this time too, Sangeeta proved me wrong. She understood that she wouldn't be able to defeat Zafar with his massive dick in her mouth. So, she focused her attack on his balls instead of his dick. She unclenched her fist and pulled out Zafar's balls. Then, she opened her mouth, filled Zafar's balls with her own, and began sucking them. First, she licked Zafar's balls thoroughly with her tongue, applying saliva. Then she started sucking his balls with her lips. She had been sucking Zafar's balls vigorously from the start. Then she began lightly biting them with her teeth. And whenever she did, Zafar would open his mouth to moan, and I would stuff one of my boobs into his mouth. This continued for quite some time. Sangeeta held Zafar's dick with one hand, moving the foreskin up and down, masturbating him. At the same time, she took his balls in her mouth, kissing them, sucking them, and biting them with her teeth. For the first time, I was witnessing Zafar's devastation. He probably didn't even realize that a woman like Sangeeta could make him so miserable. Perhaps for the first time in his life, he was trapped so helplessly between two women. And together, they had overwhelmed him. After a long struggle, Zafar finally gave up. He pulled my tit from his mouth and, looking at Sangeeta, said, "I admit my defeat. You're truly an amazing woman. No one has ever made my balls so miserable. Not even my own married wife. Today, you've proven that in this game of sex, not just the man's, but the woman's role is immense. I've accepted you." Hearing this, Sangeeta perked up and said, "It's good to hear you've accepted this. So, let's go, I've made your weapon erect once again. So, shall we start another round of fucking?" Zafar said, "Sure!" I then said, "Okay, you two can do whatever you want. I'll go sit outside for a while." Perhaps Zafar wanted me to stay with him. But Sangeeta was happy with this and said, "It's okay Pihu. You go and sit outside. Till then I will explain to him that I am an old player in this game of fucking." Picking up my saree from the floor, I looked at her and said, "Yes, now my presence will definitely bother you. I am just a bone in the kebab for you. Enjoy yourself, bitch. Today is your day." Sangeeta started laughing shamelessly at this. Saying this, I wrapped only the saree around my naked body and walked out of that room leaving both of them behind. (Contd.)

 

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[Neelkantha]

Very very hot.
Sangeetha enjoying Zafar is an unexpected twist.
Waiting for you till Tuesday...
Thnk you

Thanks buddy. Keep reading and enjoy yourself.

[Neelkantha]

Wonderful.....keep rocking....

Thanks bro. Keep reading.