[Ramesh_Rocky]

part3

The next morning too, Apu was awake and getting ready for college, as I was getting ready for work. So we couldn't talk about it. I left for work, and had a busy day. When I came back in the evening, Sunita was helping Apu with his homework. Then we had dinner. Watched TV. Finally at 10 pm, Apu went to bed, and we got some time alone.

I was in bed already. Sunita brushed her teeth and joined me in bed. She snuggled up next to me, and put her head on my chest.

"So, should we pick up our conversation where we left it off yesterday?" I asked.

She didn't say anything.

"Well?"

"Actually, something happened today." she said.

"Huh?"

"Nothing major, Tarun. Just that the two guys from yesterday came over to make a phone call again."

"Ah." I said.

"And this time, they asked if they could wait for a return call. Something about when to expect the new batch of material or something. I paused and considered their question. One of them, the young dishy one, sensed my discomfort and said they could leave, and I could just have them over when the phone call came."

"And what did you say?"

"I told them it was fine if they waited. They both sat on the floor. And I just stood around wondering what I should do. The older one asked me if they could have some water. And I, out of habit, asked them if they would like some tea as well. They said yes."

"So you made them tea. What else?"

"Let me tell you in sequence." Sunita said, slapping me gently on my cheek. "So I went to the kitchen and started making tea. A few seconds later, the old guy walked into the kitchen. He was the one who always checked me out blatantly. As I made tea, he just stared at me. I started feeling uncomfortable. I wished the young guy had been there instead. But this old man was here, just staring at me. So I asked him what his name was. Sajid, he answered. Then he said the other one was his nephew, named Rasul."

"What then?" I asked.

"Don't interrupt. Let me tell you things one at a time." Sunita said.

(Sunita narrates->)
"What is your name?" Sajid asked me.

"Sunita." I said.

"How old are you, Sunita?" Sajid asked, referring to me just by my name. No Sunita madam or Sunita memsahib or anything, like someone like him would usually say.

"32." I answered.

"32? Hmmm.... that old and only one child?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Surprising."

"Why surprising?"

"My first wife, by the time she was 32, already had six kids. And she is not even half as pretty as you."

"What does prettiness have to do with it?" I asked, genuinely confused, blushing a little at his compliment.

"I couldn't control myself." he said, winked and started laughing. "Looks like your husband has a lot of self-control."

I didn't say anything. I was a bit shocked at how quickly he was making sexual innuendos.

"If I was married to you, you would have a dozen kids by now." he said, and laughed some more.

I stayed silent again. The tea was almost ready. I reached for the sugar box on the shelf.

"Let me help you." he said, and lunged forward.

It's not like the shelf was too high or anything. And he's not too tall anyway. But it was obvious what his intention was. He pressed his body close to mine, and his arm was touching mine as we both reached for the sugar box. My hand was already gripping it. He pressed his hand onto mine. And just stayed like that.

I was surprised at his sudden move. His body was almost hugging mine, and I could feel his crotch against my ass. He stayed like that, and so did I for a few seconds. I think he was testing my limits. He was checking to see if I would push him off. And I wanted to. But.....but the touch of a strange male body felt so different. And there was that workman odor he had - of sweat and dirt and grime. I was almost intoxicated.

Soon I came to my senses, and shook him off. He immediately stepped back. I looked at him with anger in my eyes. He just smiled.

"How old are you?" I asked in an upset voice.

"55." he said.

"You are old enough to be my father." I said.

"Does that turn you on?" he asked and winked.

I was about to say something nasty in response, when the phone rang.

"That's our call." he said and rushed out of the kitchen.

I was obviously shaken. A little bit intrigued at his aggression, but also a bit scared. I was almost shivering. A couple of minutes later, I composed myself, poured the tea in cups, and walked out with the tray.

Sajid had by then finished the phone call and was sitting on the floor whispering something to his nephew Rasul. As soon as I walked in, Sajid stopped whispering. Rasul looked at me and suppressed a snicker.

I was still a bit upset. I put the tray on the table and sat on the couch. They both took a cup each and started drinking.

"Outstanding. This is the best tea I have ever had." Sajid said in a loud voice. "What is your secret, Sunita?"

"It's just tea." I said.

"No secret ingredient?" he asked.

"It's just tea." I said again.

"Then it is your delicious touch that makes it so good." Sajid said, and Rasul started giggling.

We sat in silence as they drank the tea. Both of them stealing glances at me and occasionally giggling. I reached for a magazine and started reading. Finally, they finished their tea, and started to leave.

"Thanks for the tea." Sajid said, walking out the door.

(Sunita's narration ends)


(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part4

I had been listening to Sunita with a mixture of jealousy and excitement. The idea of a 55-year old construction worker feeling up my wife in our own kitchen seemed so wrong, yet so exciting. The episode had been relatively benign, but I had a major hard-on.

"Well, what do you...." Sunita started asking, but was interrupted my kiss. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her naked.

She reached for my pants. And we had the best, most passionate sex in ages. Twenty minutes later, we were both naked in each others arms.

"I am so relieved." Sunita said breathlessly.

"Relieved?"

"Yes, I wasn't sure how you would react. I thought you might get upset. But your reaction shows me that you were at least partly right about your own attitude towards this."

"So what next?" I asked.

"Only time will tell." she said and we kissed again.

I got up and opened the window. I could see the house next door. And I saw a small bonfire in front of it. A dozen or so workers were gathered around it, smoking and playing cards. I wondered what the future held for them, and for us.

The excitement of that was followed by a lull. The men did not come over for the next few days, and Sunita started wondering if they read her haughty reaction to mean their advances were unwelcome. And they were scared she might call the security officer or something. For four days, every time I asked Sunita if something had happened, her reaction was in the negative.

The fifth day when I came home, I could sense something had happened, based on two things. First, her attire. Sunita, like any Indian housewife, usually wore a sari or salwar kameez at home. But that day when I came home, she was wearing a knee-length skirt and a blouse. Second, she had a very sly smile on her face when she spoke to me. Obviously, she could not say anything in front of our son. But I was sure that things had moved forward today.

"So I'm guessing you have a report to make." I said, when she walked into the bedroom later that night, and bolted the door shut.

"Yes." she said, jumping on the bed and hugging me.

"Alright, start your report."

"Well, I was growing impatient of waiting for something to happen. So after Apu's college bus left, I dug into the closet and took these clothes out. I put them on, made tea, and with the cup, walked out to the front yard. I sat on a chair there and started drinking the tea. I could see the workers stealing glances at me. But I could not see Sajid or Rasul anywhere. For a while at least. Then Sajid's head popped over the fence."
"He asked me if I was having tea and I said yes. He asked if he and Rasul could come over for some when he had a lunch break. I nonchalantly said okay, but in my mind I was happy at the prospect of having Rasul around again. I just wished this old fart wouldn't tag along. He said they'd come by at noon. For the next few hours, I was agog with excitement. And some fear. Had I been a little too forward? Would things go out of control? I could not wait for noon."

Then at noon, the doorbell rang. I opened it to see Sajid and Rasul standing there, with wide smiles on their faces. I asked them to come in, and walked to the kitchen. Sajid followed me. Rasul, much to my annoyance, stayed in the living room.

"We wanted to come by before, but we weren't sure it would be a good idea." Sajid said, standing right next to me.

"It's okay." is all I could say.

Sajid stared at me as I put the water on the stove and stood there waiting for it to boil. I looked into his eyes, and I could see some uncertainty. There was an awkward silence.

"So how is Rasul related to you?" I asked to fill in the void.

"He is my 3rd wife's elder brother's son."

"Third wife? You got divorced twice?" I asked.

"No." he said laughing. "I am married to them all. The law in India allows us '.s to have four wives, remember?"

"Oh yes." I said, feeling sheepish. "So....three wives, huh?"

"Yeah. The first one is my age. The second is in her 40s. The third is in her late 30s."

"Do they all live together?" I asked.

"No. The first two live in our village with the kids. The third is here. She works on the construction site too."

"Okay. So you have quite a large family, with three wives."

"I am allowed a 4th one if you're interested." Sajid said, winked and then, out of the blue, spanked me on my ass.

I looked at him in shock. The smile left his face, and he stared at me, as if waiting for something to happen. I just scowled at him and started putting tea leaves in the water. My heart was going faster than a jet engine. The small talk had lulled me into a sense of comfort, and his sudden assault on my ass was surprising. But it felt naughtily good. I would have ideally preferred that the handsome Rasul was the one making advances. But even coming from this old ugly man, that touch tickled something in me.

A couple of minutes went by, and it was time to put the sugar in. I reached for it, half expecting what happened next. Much like the other day, he lunged forward. But this time, he reached it before me. His body touching mine, he took the the sugar box. Then he wrapped his arms around me, closing me in an embrace. Once again, I was intoxicated by his masculine aroma. And the feel of his unfamiliar body against mine. His mouth was next to my right ear and I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

I stood there, in his embrace, drinking in the unfamiliarly erotic feeling of being in this swarthy man's bear hug. He then opened the sugar box, and said in my ear,

"Add the sugar."

I took the box from his hand, and as I started pouring the sugar in, I felt his hands move to my breasts. He fondled them gently over the blouse for a few seconds. I added the sugar and just stood there, as he continued to massage my boobs, and started squeezing them hard. I started moaning, and rested my body against his, when I felt something poke against my butt. His erection. That was too much for me. And I shook his embrace off.

Sensing my struggle, Sajid let go and stepped back. I looked at him. A huge bulge was visible in his trousers. I stared at his crotch for a couple of seconds and then looked away.

"Please wait outside." I breathlessly said.

He nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure and walked out with the tea cups on a tray. The two drank the tea. And then left.
(To Be Continued)

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

part5

"So what do you think?" Sunita asked me.

"This Sajid fella moves fast, huh?"

"Yes. He went from an accidental feel to a full fledged fondle in two occasions." she said. "Are you sure you want me to move forward? or is this level enough for you?"

"I leave it up to you." I said.

"You do realize what his next step might be?" Sunita asked, staring into my eyes.

"Yes."

"I will try to go slow. Step by step. But after letting him go this far, there's only so much I can control the proceedings, Tarun."

I nodded. Just the thought of what lay ahead had turned me on. And I could see from the look on Sunita's face that she was excited as well. I kissed her, and again, we started making madly passionate love. I didn't remember the last time Sunita was this animated in bed. I convinced myself that was a good thing.
At work the next day, I had difficulty concentrating. I knew that something major would happen today. But how far would it go? My mind kept coming up with the wildest possibilities, and I was equally excited and disgusted by them. I barely touched my lunch, and the colleagues I ate with even asked me what was on my mind.

After lunch, I decided I could not wait till the night. I had to know. I called up my home number. It rang over a dozen times before there was an answer.

"Hello." a male voice replied.

"Hello, who is this?" I asked.

"Who do you want?" the voice replied.

I thought of what to say. Should I call Sunita to the phone? Who was I talking to? Was this Sajid himself? Or was it Rasul?

"Ask who it is, Rasul." I heard Sunita's faint voice, clearly from a distance.

"I am." Rasul it was. "Who is it?"

"Sorry, wrong number." I said and hung up.

Yep, something was happening for sure. The question was, what. I did not want to interrupt anything, or complicate matters. At the same time, I was dying of curiosity. I tried my best to focus on my work. But ten minutes later, my cellphone rang. It was from my home.

"Did you call?" Sunita started without any preamble.

"Yes, I did. Sorry if I...." I started saying.

"Don't be sorry. I am glad you called. Things were moving too fast anyway."

"What happened?"

Sunita was silent for a while.

"Can we talk about this later tonight?" she finally asked.

"I'd rather hear about it right now." I said.

"Aren't you busy at work?" she said.

"I am too distracted anyway. Just tell me."

I could hear Sunita take a deep breath and then say,

"Okay. so the two came over during their lunch break again. Again, Sajid followed me into the kitchen while Rasul waited outside. This time though, Sajid did not allow me to make tea right away."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I was wearing a housecoat. You know my grey one, with buttons all the way down the front?"

"Yeah, I know."

"As soon as we entered the kitchen, he started unbuttoning it. And I did not resist."

"Wow. Right away, huh?"

"I told you, things are bound to move fast now."

"Anyway, what next?"

"He had all the buttons off in a few seconds. And the sides of the coat opened, showing a lot of my body."

"What were you wearing underneath?"

"I was wearing black bra and panties, which he could now see. I stood there uncomfortably, aware that this was the first time anyone except you had seen me in my underwear. Sajid stared at me hungrily for a few seconds, and then took me in his arms. He started running his rough hands all over my body, breathing loudly."

"What were you doing?"

"I was..." she paused. "I was running my hands over his back too."

"Just his back?"

"At that moment, yes, just his back." Sunita said. "He put his hands under the coat and fondled me all over for a while, and then started massaging my boobs from over my bra. He then put his face in my cleavage and started licking me there."

"Licking you?"

"Almost slobbering. He then scooped my boobs out of the bra. And my boobs were hanging there, out of my bra."

"Oh fuck!" I said, suddenly aware that I was sitting in my office with a raging hard on.

"He started kissing on my nipples, saying how perfect my boobs were."

"Fuck, Sunita, I wish I was there with you right now."

"A little while later." Sunita said sounding breathless, "he dug his thumbs into the waistband of my panties. NO, I said to him. I wasn't ready for it. He ignored me and started sliding them down anyway, and I slapped his hand hard and pulled them back up. Sajid angrily grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and stared into my eyes enraged. NO, I said, shaking my head."

"Did he force you?"

"No. But he did roughly turn me around so that my back was now facing him. And I could feel his erection poking against my butt again."

"Was it....big?" I asked.

"Yes. It felt big. He put both hands on my boobs and started dry humping me. Really hard, with his erection hidden behind his trousers poking at my butt. As if we were having sex. He did that for a minute or two and even through his pants and my housecoat, his erection would occasionally hit me.....there. I was beginning to lose control. Alarms were going off in my head. That's when....that's when the phone rang."

"Ah, my call." I said.

"Yes. As soon as the phone rang, we both froze. Rasul yelled, the phone is ringing. I tried to break free of Sajid's hug but he held me tight. Rasul's voice now sounded very close when he said again, the phone is ringing. I panicked, realizing that Rasul would walk in any moment, and see me in a state of undress, locked in his uncle's embrace. Let me go, I started pleading with Sajid. He did. I started buttoning my housecoat, but it was too late. Rasul walked in, said - the phone - and just stood there, staring at me. Go and answer it you fool, Sajid yelled, and Rasul ran out uncomfortably."

"So that's why he answered it."

"Yes. I heard Rasul answer the phone. I yelled and asked him who it was. He did not say anything. So I walked out, my housecoat almost all buttoned up. He said it was a wrong number. But I got a feeling it might have been you."

"So what happened after that?"

"After that I noticed Rasul staring at my chest. Since I had forgotten to tuck my boobs back into the bra cups, the outline of my boobs was very visible through the housecoat. And my nipples, rock hard, were poking. I immediately folded my hands over it. Then Sajid said, let's go make tea again. I was too shook up. I said no, it's time for you to go. The stern voice in which I said it made things amply clear. And they left."

We were both silent for a while.

"I am coming home right away, Sunita. I absolutely need to fuck you right now."

"I was hoping you would."

I waited for my erection to subside, made up an excuse for my boss, and sprinted out of the office.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part6


This was the first time in literally a few years that we had sex in the afternoon. I would have liked nothing more than to have another go, but it was almost time for Apu to come back from college so we got dressed and sat in the living room.

"Tarun, it is time for you to think long and hard about what I should do next." Sunita said, moving into my arms.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to just stop all this?"

"No way. This has livened up our sex life so much." I said.

"Yes, it has. But so far it has been limited to petting and fondling and semi-nudity. Which, I admit, is a lot farther than I would have ever thought of going with anyone but you. Nevertheless, you need to keep one undeniable fact in mind."

"What?"

"These guys are difficult to control. And they talk amongst each other. Word might get out. Are you ready for those consequences?" Sunita said.

Just her saying it made me feel a tug in my pants again. But her point was well taken.

"I don't think anyone would believe some laborers' gossip anyway." I said.

And we heard Apu's college bus pull up in front of the house. We both walked out the door and waited as Apu ran towards us. I looked at the house next door. There were a lot of construction workers milling around. As Sunita hugged Apu and picked him up, she whispered to me,

"Green shirt. By the pile of bricks. Sajid."

And I saw him. He was not much to look at. He had gray hair. And was not very tall. I would normally not even have noticed him if he passed me on the street. But he was there. And he was looking in our direction. Our eyes met for a brief second and then I looked away.
The next day, when I was leaving for work, Sunita told me to call home at 1 pm. She said she needed that call as an interruption of sorts to help her evaluate the situation. It would stop her from getting carried away, she reasoned.

So at 1 pm, I dialed my home number.

"Hello." Sunita answered it.

"This is your 1 pm call." I said, laughing.

"Yeah, well, in a way it's too late."

"In what way?"

"It's just that today was Sajid and Rasul's day off."

"Oh, so they didn't come over?"

"Of course they did. They came over right after Apu's bus left. That's why the 1 pm call is too late."

"Ohh....so...what happened?"

"Let's talk about it tonight."

"No, it's okay. I have time."

"Yes, but I don't. They'll be back soon."

"What???"

"Yeah. They went to have lunch. And..." that's when I heard the doorbell. "...oh, there they are. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

And she hung up. They came over right after Apu left! And they are back. There was so much I wanted to know. But it would have to wait.

The day seemed to pass slower than ever. I tried to immerse myself in work, but even that didn't help. Finally when I got home, I was about to die of curiosity.

"Yes, I know you must be on pins and needles. So I did you a favor." Sunita said as soon as I walked in.

"Favor?"

"Yeah, I had my sister pick up Apu. So I can tell you about everything that happened. And then we'll go pick him up after that."

"Great. So, start."

"Okay." we sat down on the couch and Sunita started narrating. "Like I told you, today was their day off. So they dropped in as soon as Apu left for college. In fact Sajid said they had been waiting for the bus to leave."

After Apu left, I was about to go shower, like always. I had stripped down to my panties, and was about to take them off when the doorbell rang. I thought it might be some hawker or salesman, so I put on my bathrobe, the one that goes all the way to my knees, and answered the door. I was surprised to see Sajid and Rasul standing there.

"So your boy is off to college, huh?" Sajid said, striding in as if he owned the house. I noticed that both the men were looking clean. As Sajid explained, it was their day off, so they did not have any dust or grime or sweat on them.

"What do you want?" I asked.

But ignoring my question, Sajid said,

"What is this dress?"

"It's a bathrobe."

"Bathrobe? I have never seen you wear this dress."

"It is not worn as a dress. It is worn to cover up when you are about to shower, or after you're done showering."

"Like a towel?"

"Yes."

"So you are about to go shower?" Sajid asked.

"Yes, I was. until you barged in." I said.

Sajid started pulling at the lapel, exposing some of my chest.

"What are you doing?" I said, slapping his hand away.

"Ah, so you're naked under it?" Sajid said and laughed. Rasul chuckled nervously.

"No." I said. "I have my panties on."

"Show me." Sajid said and pulling at the robe again.

"No." I said and fought him off.

"What's the problem? I've seen you like that before!" he said, sounding genuinely puzzled.

"Rasul is here." I whispered in Sajid's ear.

"So what? He also saw you like that, remember?" Sajid said, making my ears go red in shame. "In fact, you should do the poor boy a favor and show him so he can take a careful look."

"No." I said, and started walking away. Sajid followed me as I walked towards the bedroom.

"I thought you were going to shower."

"Now I am not. I am going to get dressed." I said. "Why are you in the bedroom with me?"

Sajid had followed me, and was now fondling my ass. He closed the bedroom door.

"Well, now there is no Rasul. At least now open the robe."

I sighed and opened the robe. Sajid whistled as my boobs came in view. I opened the closet and started looking for clothes to wear. Sajid came and started playing with my boobs again.

"Sajid." I said, annoyed that his hands were in my way as I tried to get some clothes out. "Stop it."

He swiftly moved his hands lower. His right hand touched my pussy mound over my panties.

"Sajid!" I said, trying to slap his hand away. But he started rubbing me. And within seconds, had located where my clit was. "Ohhhhhh..."

I had no idea an old low class laborer would be this good with his fingers. I thought him to be the type who just fucked his wives and rolled over. But he clearly had other skills.

"You like that?" he said. I only moaned in response. He then slowly moved his fingers to the edge of the panties and poked inside, touching my clit directly. He rubbed it gently, his rough workman fingers creating sensations that your fingers never have. I was like putty in his hands.

He decided to take advantage of the pliable mood I was in and with his other hand started sliding the panties down. A part of me wanted to stop him. But his fingers had me in a totally different zone. So I let him slide the panties down and soon I was naked under my open bathrobe. In his arms.

He moved me towards the bed and put me down on it, on my back, all the while working on my clit with his fingers. He then started licking my nipples, his tongue making a circular motion on each of them turn by turn. And I noted the tickling sensation of his stubble against my boobs. His fingers meanwhile were working really fast. And combined with his tongue play with my nipples, I could not take it any more. I started having an orgasm, a big one. I tried to make sure I wasn't yelling too hard, but I am sure Rasul held my cries. I thrashed around on the bed for a while, until the orgasm swept over.

Sajid smiled in appreciation of his handiwork, and moved his hand from my crotch to his pants. He started unbuttoning them, and slid them down. And there it was. His dick, in my full view for the first time. The first dick I had ever seen apart from yours. It was circumcised, obviously, with a thick nasty looking head. His pubic hair was also grey. And he had enormous balls. I was transfixed looking at it.

Sajid got on top of me and parted my legs.

"No, no." I said, coming to my senses and putting my hand on my pussy.

"What?" he said.

"Not yet." I pleaded with him. He pleaded with me. I told him I was not ready yet. He could not understand what my problem was. I was already almost naked. I had just orgasmed in front of him. Fucking seemed like the next logical step.

"So what am I supposed to do?" he said angrily.

In response, I got up and got on my knees. His dick was now right in front of my face. Like a museum exhibit, I was staring at it again. And then....I took it in my mouth. As much as I could. He was clearly taken aback by that.

"What a strange woman you are, Sunita." he said, spanking my butt. "Other women say, do it down there, but not in the mouth. You want it in the mouth?"

I noted to myself how right he was. Even when we started dating, it was a year after we had sex that I actually started feeling comfortable giving you a blowjob. And here I was, sucking on a strange man's dick in my own bedroom. That awareness turned me on even more and I started sucking his dick even more enthusiastically.

I sucked the top half like a lollypop, while using a jacking motion on the base. Occasionally, I would cradle his balls, and marvel at how massive they were. As I gave him the blowjob, he kept playing with my hanging boobs and nipples. He pulled my open bathrobe up until it was bunched over my back and started playing with my ass too. Making appreciative groans once in a while. After about five minutes, I could sense he was about to cum.

I may have sucked his dick, but letting him cum in my mouth seemed like a step too far. So I took the dick out, and he sprayed his cum all over my tits.

"Okay, now go and let me get dressed." I said, pushing him out of the bedroom with some difficulty.

I took some time to get dressed. I first had to clean all his cum off. Then choose something appropriate. Teasing and accessible, yet not too revealing, lest I lose control. I finally chose a knee-length skirt and button down top. And then walked out of the bedroom.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part7


"So big step as you see. Got almost naked, had him finger me and gave him a blowjob." Sunita summarized.

I already had a raging hard on. With her narration ended, I leaped at her. And we made love on the couch right there.

Fifteen minutes later, after Sunita had cleaned up, she said to me.

"So you are clearly okay with all that I told you."

"Yes, it's incredible."

"Good. that was just the start. What follows is a bit more shocking."

"What happened next?" I asked. Sunita settled down on the couch next to me, naked, and said,

"When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw a sight that almost knocked me off my feet. I had left the living room with only Rasul there. Now, with Rasul and Sajid, there were four more guys, sitting on the couch and chairs, giggling and talking."

"What?"

"Yup. I was flabbergasted. Sajid saw the look on my face and said he had told them all about my tea, so they had come for a taste. So could I please make tea for all of them?"

"Yeah right, tea." I snickered.

"I know. I was pissed off. Here I was, just getting used to the presence of these two guys, and Sajid brought in more guys! I started regretting giving him a blowjob. With an obvious look of displeasure on my face, I went to the kitchen."

"And I bet Sajid followed you in?"

"No, he did not. He was sitting out there like a host entertaining guests. Acting like the man of the house. I made the tea, and took it to the living room. I handed everyone their cups, and just as I was about to sit on an empty spot next to Sajid, when he pulled me onto his lap."

"In front of them? And you let him?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, I was a bit scandalized. But to be honest, I was also a little turned on. Here was this old construction worker treating me like his property in front of these other construction workers."

"What did the others say?"

"Nothing. They all seemed to be suppressing their giggles. Sajid pulled me on his lap, put his arm around me, resting one hand on my thigh, and kept talking. They were all talking about the construction work. No one was directly acknowledging my presence, just stealing glances at me. Looking at my bare calves and shins. Checking out my boobs that were straining against the top.. And they all kept talking and drinking the tea."

"I was getting bored by their irrelevant talk and had drifted off in my own thoughts when I felt a slight draft on my thighs. I looked down and saw, much to my shock, that my skirt was bunched up halfway up my thighs, revealing most of my legs to everyone. Sajid must have gradually pulled the skirt up without my noticing."

"So what did you do?" I asked.

"I thought about slapping his hand away. But then I saw the hungry look in the faces of all the men. And it made me feel good. Being admired like this. So I played along with Sajid's game, not acknowledging what he was doing. That gave him more confidence. He dropped the pretense of gradually pulling the skirt. He pulled it all the way up, and now my panties were visible to everyone in the room."

"Holy shit! Weren't you scared? All those men, getting turned on. And you alone."

"I was scared. But somehow, Sajid's touch was calming me. Anyway, soon all the men finished their tea. I got up to take the cups back. As I did, I noticed that without my realizing, Sajid has also undone the top two buttons of my blouse."

"And you didn't realize?" I incredulously asked.

"I swear I didn't. I only realized it when I bent to take the cup from one of the guys, and my blouse fell forward, giving him a good look at my cleavage. As I went around picking up the cups, everyone got a look at my cleavage. I collected all the cups and walked back to the kitchen. This time, Sajid followed me."

"In the kitchen, I asked Sajid why he was doing this. Displaying me to all these guys? Sajid responded by pushing me against the wall. He slid his hands down my skirt and panties, and touched my cunt. It was obviously wet. He observed I seemed to be enjoying it, so why put up a pretense of modesty?"

"Good point." I said.

"Yeah, not much I could say in response. I asked him, now what? He told me to just go about my routine as if they weren't there. He would just sit and talk with them. So I got about my usual duties. Cleaning the house. As I cleaned the house, I could sense six pairs of eyes following every move I made. Whenever I bent, I could see them trying to peek down my cleavage. Or check out my ass. Or both."

"Sajid was preening like the king of the castle.. When I finally came to the couch to sit down, Sajid got up and said, come with me."

"Where did he take you?"

"To the bedroom. There he took off my skirt and panties. Then unbuttoned my blouse, but kept it on. So there I was on the bed in his arms, naked except for the blouse. Then he got fully naked. And then he had us....spoon."

"Spoon?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know, like two spoons. We were lying down on our sides, I was in front of him, with my back towards him. And he was hugging me tight, with both our legs bent in the waist. So obviously, his dick was poking against my ass. And occasionally against...you know."

"So he fucked you?" I impatiently asked.

"No. He tried to entice me, but I kept shying away. So he turned me so I was on my back and his knee was under my ass and started fingering my clit with his left hand. With his right hand, he brought my face close to him and started tongue-kissing me."

I was incredibly turned on by the idea of this sight - my wife, almost naked, splayed with her legs open on some guy's knee, as their tongues played with each other. That started getting me very excited. He continued deftly playing with my clit for a few minutes and then returned to the spooning position. This time he expertly positioned himself such that his dick was sliding between my legs, rubbing against my pussy lips. Oh Tarun, it felt sooooo good. I almost gave in."

"Almost?"

"Yes, almost. Before I gave in to him completely, I decided to take matters into my own hands. or mouth. Hehe. I got on my hands and knees and started sucking his dick again. He did not seem to mind. And again, we did almost like a replay of what happened previously that morning."

"Again, almost?"

"Yes, a crucial difference was...... that towards the end of the blowjob, I realized we had an audience."

"An audience?"

"Yes, the bedroom door was slightly open, and although Sajid didn't notice it, I noticed there were a couple of guys peeking through the slit in the door. I was about to freak out and shoo them away when I realized....they probably couldn't see that much. My torso was covered with my open blouse anyway, its sides falling down. And my ass was pointing away from the door. All they were really getting a good look at was.....my face and the dick fucking my face."

"And that didn't seem too much to you?"

"No." Sunita said, blushing. "not then. But after Sajid was done coming in my mouth...I swallowed this time....I got up and noticed that the mirror behind me must have shown whoever was at the door, a good view of my ass."

"Did Sajid notice the people at the door?"

"No. Or maybe he did. I don't know. What I do know is when I got dressed again, the door was closed, and whoever had been peeking, were gone. Anyway, we went back outside, and a bunch of the guys started whistling and clapping. I am sure everyone was convinced that Sajid had fucked me. He did nothing to correct that impression, and beamed at everyone, like some Olympic medal winner. He went back to the men and started talking. I decided to start lunch."
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part8


"So I went to the kitchen and started cooking. The men were all outside talking. I seemed to be the topic of discussion. I couldn't hear everything, but once in a while I heard stuff like..... What a sexy woman I was........how big my tits were..... ….how much milk my breasts can produce If I become pregnant again, and so on. At least two men joked that Sajid should make me his fourth wife, since I listen to him more than any of his other wives do. Then a guy asked Sajid how my cunt felt when he fucked it. Despite never having fucked it, Sajid was able to lie about it convincingly. He Said it was warm and tight and wet and what not."

"Ten minutes later, when I was chopping vegetables, I heard someone walk into the kitchen even as the lewd conversation outside went on. I turned around to see it was sajid

Sajid told me to come to the door and see them all off. Sajid left last of course, and did so after kissing me slobberingly. And said he'd be back after lunch. And a while after that is when you called."

"Hmmm... and you got some time to yourself?"

"Yes. An hour to myself gave me time to think, and set some boundaries. I had certainly enjoyed what was happening, but I did not want to get too carried away." Sunita said.

"Haha, I will be interested to hear what those boundaries were." I said, pinching her nipple and Sunita smiled.

"An hour later, when the doorbell rang, it was just Sajid who came back. He closed the door behind him, and started kissing me and unbuttoning my top. I started leading him towards the bedroom, but he was too impatient and pulled me down on the couch with him. My top was open, and he was playing with my boobs. Then he slid my panties off and started fingering me. And again, he made me cum with his fingers, and I reciprocated with a blowjob, and swallowed it all."

"You have become quite the swallower, haven't you?" I said.

"Hehe, yes. Once that was done, we sat there, him fondling my body all over. Me naked except for my open top and skirt. I noticed this about Sajid - he never got me completely naked. Always left something on. A while later, the doorbell rang. I started buttoning up my top, but Sajid said, leave it open. I said no, but I didn't button it up either. I just tied a knot at the bottom with the two ends of the top. That revealed half of my boobs but still kept enough hidden. I started putting my panties on and he asked me to leave them off. This I didn't agree with at all. I said I'd prefer to keep my panties on. He didn't say anything."

"I opened the door and Rasul walked in. He noticed the new configuration of my top and smiled. Sajid told him to come over to the living area and we all sat there talking. Well, Sajid and Rasul were talking about their stuff. I was just eye candy. My top was almost open, so they could see half of each boob at all times."

That's when the phone rang. Sunita's sister said Apu was getting very restless, so she was about to drop him off.

Sunita quickly concluded her story saying nothing new happened after that. They all sat around talking, checking her out. When she would get up or move, her boobs would move and all the time they got a decent look at them. A couple of times she was fondled by Rasul surreptitiously when Sajid wasn't looking. But it didn't go beyond that. They left in a while, since Apu was about to come home.

We got dressed, and Apu came home. The rest of the night was spent placating Apu who seemed to be in a particularly lousy mood.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part9

The next few days, I could not get my regularly scheduled updates. I was too busy at work and unable to call Sunita during the day. Then something or the other kept cropping up at night. Once, we had some guests over, who stayed till midnight, and Sunita was exhausted with the cooking and cleaning, so went to bed right away. The next two days, I had to attend late night office pities. And then we had to attend wedding receptions for a couple of nights so were surrounded with too many relatives to ever get any privacy. In between, even if we did start talking, Apu would interrupt. So it was almost a week later that Sunita and I got time to talk.

"Okay, start from the beginning, and don't leave out any details." I said.


"Now remember, this was the day we were having guests over. So I had to spend most of the time in the kitchen. And it was a hot day, so I got very sweaty. By noon, my tank top was drenched with sweat. And since it was white, obviously, it did not hide much."

"Nice!"

That day when Sajid came by. He said he only had two hours, and had to get back soon. So we spent that time in the kitchen, making out. He put his hand under my top, felt me up, worked on my ass, and kissed me all over. I was in his arms, getting mauled, my top rolled above my tits. After a few minutes of molesting, Sajid unzipped his pants.. Sajid's like I told you, is large, much bigger than you. I was drawn to his cocks."
"For the next fifteen minutes, I sucked him off. Sajid made me take my shorts and panties off. And again, true to his style, did not get me fully naked. I sucked his dicks, wearing just my tank top. Sajid showed no signs of cumming. "When did he finally cum?" I asked, amazed at Sajid's staying power. Sunita is great at sucking dick and I can never last beyond 5 minutes with her technique.

"Well, almost half an hour passed, and he still hadn't cum. My jaw started hurting like crazy. I finally took his dick out of my mouth and started jacking him off with my hand. I told him my jaws were too sore, and I could not suck him any more. Sajid laughed and said, why take all that effort? He knew of another place I could take his dick in that would take in, and he would cum a lot faster. And he reached down and fingered my cunt.." "I stopped jacking him off and looked at him. He pulled me up onto his lap, and hugged me. What am I waiting for, he asked. We had pretty much done everything else, and I had obviously enjoyed . I had already let my boobs and pussy be felt up. Why avoid something that would give both of us the most pleasure, he asked. Besides making the case with his mouth, he was also making it with his dick. He was moving it back and forth, over my pussy lips, making my resolve weaken by the second."

"Oh my god. You fucked him, didn't you?" I said, seeing where this was going.

"Yes." Sunita said and hugged me.



I whispered in Sajid's ear, let's go to the bedroom. He picked me up effortlessly, and carried me to the bedroom. I told him to lock the door, and he did. As he took his shirt off, got fully naked, and advanced towards me, I told him we didn't have more than 15 minutes, because Apu would be home soon. He laughed and said I had been teasing him so much, he would definitely get done a lot before that."

"How did he fuck you? Tell me the positions in detail." I eagerly said.

"Well first....obviously, I had him put on a condom." Sunita said. I was about to ask about it next. I was able to fuck her without care, because my sperm count had gone down recently, so there was no danger of pregnancy. This was something we found out a couple of years back. when we tried to have a second child.

"Good."

"He wasn't very happy about it. But reluctantly agreed. Once he put it on, he first started fucking me missionary style. His body really close to mine, my boobs rubbing against his chest."

"You were naked?" I asked.

"No! He rolled up my top under my arms. But didn't strip it off." Sunita said shrugging her shoulders. "The fucking felt really good. He didn't have too much technique, but the sensation of an unfamiliar cock was enough to excite me. For a couple of minutes, he did that, and then made me get on all fours. And started fucking me doggy style. He kept commenting on how great my ass looked when it slapped against his thighs."

I tried to picture the scene. Doggy style is my favorite way of fucking Sunita as well. Her butt has such a nicely round shape, and it parts ever so slightly when she is on her knees. It gives a great view of her asshole.

"He started pounding me really hard. Grabbed me by the waist, unfolded one knee and put it next to my shoulder. And fucked me really deep and hard."

I could sense Sunita getting turned on just remembering it, as she squirmed.

"As his fucking got even faster, I could sense that my orgasm was near. I pushed back against him harder, to get a better drilling. But sadly, before I could cum, he did. Started pumping his semen into the condom. Even through the condom, I could feel its force inside me. I moaned in disappointment when he finally took his dick out. And stayed there on all fours, my ass in the air, trying to regain my breath."

"For a while I actually considered telling Sajid to wait and have another go after few minutes. I was so close to an orgasm. But then I looked at the clock and realized, I really needed to hurry. Apu would be home soon. When I stood up, Sajid threw the cum-filled condom at me, and asked me to get rid of it. I walked out of the bedroom, my top still rolled up over my boobs, with the condom in my hand. "So where did you eventually throw the condom?" I asked.

"In a separate bag. Near the washing machine. I thought I would throw it out later." Sunita said. "Anyway, after Sajid left, I washed up, put on regular clothes. And soon Apu came home. And then I went back to cooking for the guests."

By now I was too horny to let things proceed. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her.

Unlike Sajid, I had no compunctions in stripping my wife completely naked. Within seconds I was inside her, fucking her warm cunt. I got the feeling that her cunt was a bit looser than usual, but I put it down to my imagining things. No matter how big Sajid's dick was, it could not stretch her so much in a matter of days, could it? And even if it had, it made her all the more sexy. This is exactly the kind of newness and excitement I had been hoping for to revive our sex life.

"Mmmm yes.... fuck me harder. You know……you need to fuck better than Sajid…………hard sona….hard….no no you have to do much better than that….. other wise any thing can happen………you don’t know how cheap and unfaithful wife I am." Sunita whimpered, and that really got me going. She was usually silent in bed. This kind of dirty talk was another welcome change.

“I see you really like being fucked now a days…. don't you? You like being fucked really hard?" I responded.

"Yes, yes, fuck hard……really hard………you need to prove that you are capable……you know now you have a competitor " Don’t let him win easily.

Oh…..god….she is making me really jealous. She is pinching me really well with this new kind of dirty talking.

I obliged and started pounding her at a feverish pace. But hearing about her encounters had already aroused me so much, that the increased pace meant I didn't really last too long. I came inside her in a little over a minute.

"Shit. That was too soon." I said, resting on top of her, feeling her huge tits press against my chest.

"Mmmmm." Sunita moaned. "It's okay. There's more to tell. And I am sure you will get ready soon after you hear about it."

I rolled off Sunita and kissed her for a few minutes. And then told her to resume her report.

"Tell me about the next day."
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part10


"Can you guess what happened the next day?" Sunita asked me playfully.

"Hmm......Sajid fucked you all day...again and again…..right?" I asked.

Yes…again and again……Sunita smiled naughtily."

"Rasul also fucked you?" I asked.

"No….no. Sajid has made it perfectly clear to him. He is the only one, apart from my husband of course, who had fucking and breast sucking rights in this house." Sunita said.

But Sajid said from now on he will come twice a week because his contractor is planning to send him into another site which was located at the outskirt of the city. Though for the past few days he continued fucking me two- three times every afternoon.

Next week I again asked Sunita about Sajid and her daily sexual activity. But she said Sajid was not coming. She looked really worried. 2 weeks passed by. There was no sign of Sajid Or Rasul. Sunita became very upset. I understood her frustration and bad mood and carefully avoided bringing Sajid’s issue. Next month I got a huge promotion as a senior executive. I had to throw parties and restaurant treats to our friends and relatives. Sunita became very busy arranging those events. She slowly started to come out from her frustration. After another week Sunita looked normal and happy as usual. I found that she completely forgot about Sajid. Another month passed by. Then came up my first ever Singapore tour to attend an important month long client meet. After I went to Singapore I called her daily. She sounds happy and completely out of frustration. After the month long client meet was over, I came back from Singapore and Sunita received me on the airport. On the way towards home she was very eager to know about my tour. I was describing her about my tour. Then certainly I asked her playfully about Sajid …..mainly to check that she was mentally ok. She smiled naughtily and said something that I could not believe first. I thought my heart stopped working when she told me that Sajid was staying with her in my house and in my absence. She naughtily gave me a push and said “don’t worry sona …. You don’t have to fight a duel with him to get back the right of riding me again. He just left before I came to receive you in the airport”.
(to be continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part11




But you never told me anything about it when I rang you every night……..I almost shouted. Sunita first tried to read my face….wanted to know I am angry or not. But I controlled my expression quickly and she thought I was just surprised. She then said “I did not want to make you worried. I thought I could handle the situation myself and I will give you the surprise when you come back from Singapore.”
“But how did that started”….. I asked suppressing my jealously. Her eyes shined and she said “well the day before you went to Singapore Sajid called me in the afternoon on our landline. He said he is not in the city……he went to his native village to spend some nights with his first wife.
“You know I have to fulfill her needs too……she is my first wife”….. that’s what Sajid said laughingly.

“So how is everything going…….. .. Is your first wife very beautiful…..”
I asked?
Sajid said “well she was pretty when I married her but after giving birth of my 7 children she became slightly fatty. But you know she is the only one among my wives who allows me to fuck her in the asshole.
“The moment I herd the word ‘asshole’ I became very very excited and horny”…….Sunita continued.
I told him that my husband is on a tour and I am totally alone in my house. Sajid then playfully offered me to take him as my standby husband until you come back from Singapore. Listening his Idea I almost jumped up with joy though he was not serious about it first. He even reminded me about Apu also. But I was so excited about the idea that I promptly said “no one will come between you and me……..you don’t need to worry about anything. You just come as soon as possible”. Sajid then said he had enough ass fucking for the past few days……..he will come tomorrow to take your place and feel my worm pussy. I did not inform you about it because…. not only that I did not wanted to make you worried before going to Singapore but also I did not wanted to hear a NO from you.

“But what did you told Apu”…… I asked suppressing my annoyance.

Well I told him that he is your uncle and will stay with us for few days. OH….. You won’t believe how much we enjoyed. From the last few weeks we have fucked day and night…..it was like shameless Burdon free anytime anywhere fucking. I started to serve early dinner so that we could have longer night. We used to wait impatiently for Apu to go to sleep. As soon as that used to happen we used to quickly close our bedroom door and dive in to our bed. We never felt tired for our night long fucking sessions. Even in the morning some times Sajid used to give me a quickie steeling moments from Apu. In the afternoon when Sajid used to go to work, I used to think about our previous night and play with my pussy. We have fucked everywhere…….in our kitchen…….bathroom….on the couch……even in Apu’s bed also. Don’t worry….. I will tell you everything in details…… one by one….. And I am sure that I will make you horny every night for at least one year. I have gathered that much stock for you.

Though I did not like the idea of Sajid playing my role in my absence but the incident helped tremendously changing the state of our sexual life. Every night she used to start describing one of their sexual encounters and every time we ended up making hot passionate sex. We found the newness in our sexual life that we were looking for so long.

(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part12

But everything has a price.

One fine morning I found Sunita became very worried about something. I tried to know what happened but she said she will inform me when she will be sure. That night after making passionate sex Sunita said she wanted something from me. I asked what. She said first you promise me you give me what I want. I had to promise her.

Then in a very husky voice she said that she was pregnant. I could not believe on my ear when she informed me that she was carrying Sajid’s baby. I could only say HOW? She said Sajid did not like condoms and she did not forced him to use one every time they fucked. It would then destroy all the fun……..that’s exactly what she told me.
Now looking straight in to my eyes she said she wanted to keep the baby. I tried to say something but could not utter a word. In a very commanding voice she continued “you have to take all the responsibility of the baby also other wise you will loose your wife”. Looking deeply in to my eyes she then informed, Sajid already offered her to take her as his fourth wife. She continued “I said NO to him because I love you very much. But I do not like abortion. Before saying any thing just remember if you insist for abortion then I will have to say YES to Sajid, though I don’t know how I will stay without you and Apu. And remember If I decide to continue with Sajid after the birth of this one………..babies will continue to come in to my womb in every two three years. You have to take care of those also.

All the other wives of Sajid gets pregnant every now and then. When one gets pregnant another one comes to worm his bed. He then fucks her continuously every night until she gets pregnant. Then another one comes to fulfill her place. This is very normal among his wife’s. Even his first wife got pregnant last year, who is now in her mid forties. I am no exception to him.
Now take your time and think about all the aspects of it carefully. Try to take your decision within two three days though you have already promised me for a YES. Now go to sleep…. I am feeling very tired.
(To be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

PART13

I was very angry and jealous that night but could not say anything to her. The idea of sharing my lovely wife was my brainchild from the beginning. For years I have directly and indirectly tried to drag her in to this. Now I can not back out from the situation. I have started something for which I have to face the consequences. There was no room for me to say ‘No’ to her. So I had to signal YES. She became very happy after listening my decision and started saying that I don’t need to worry about anything, she will manage everything.

Few sleepless nights passed by. Slowly I started to feel excited about the idea of being a cuckold husband. What happened to us next is another story. I will describe it in details on some other time. I am giving you some hint though.

To me it was a mixture of humiliation, jealousy and high degree of sexual satisfaction. An old dirty construction worker started fucking my homely wife regularly in to my own house…….. They have started to act like husband and wife in my absence…….. Sajid became the ‘head of the family’ when I used to be busy with my office tours…….. Like some dirty street dogs they used to shout, kiss and bite each other while mating shamelessly ………… Sajid used to molest my homely wife roughly like a cheep street whore and sometimes at night I used to discover bite marks and nail marks in to my wife’s gorgeous naked body proving that they have made love in the afternoon…… …….. They used to enjoy hassle free unprotected sex which made my wife pregnant in every alternative year…….. I am raising those illegal babies of my wife giving them my surname and taking all the financial responsibilities of them ……..sex with Sunita became very very wild and satisfactory. Though for the past few months I felt her pussy was not so tight like it used to be. And her breasts became slightly saggy….maybe… because of her lovers rough treatment and heavy molestation. Or maybe because of her continuous breast feeding to her babies.
(To Be Continued)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

part14

Funniest thing is that Sunita can’t stay a single day without meeting Sajid but she always says that she only loves me and she will die if I leave her somehow. One day I pointed out that once she threatened me to leave me and marry sajid. She quickly answered that it was part of her pressure technique to get a quick YES from me. And then smiling naughtily she added how fool I was………..how could I think that she will marry an old poor construction worker like Sajid and live with his other wife’s in his dirty house.

In another occasion while she was fucking me sitting on top of my cock…told me that I should not feel humiliated because of her illegal babies. Sunita said “I am not cheating you.…….it is just Sajid do not like abortion and he wants to make our affair fruitful. Then she added “I also feel terribly excited and horny when I carry his babies inside me. Just think how sexy it is…. I am married to some one whom I love more than my life….at the same time I am caring babies of an outsider whom I like to fuck most.

Well….Sunita is right……..I must admit that sometimes I also feel that the situation is very erotic and sexy……….I mean………like one day while humping Sunita’s asshole, when she said “Oh Tarun don’t fuck me so hard like this…….don’t forget I am carrying some ones baby for god shake……..if anything happens to the baby, just think how will I face Sajid then……..if it was your baby…..I mean product of your fucking……could you be so careless like this”?


So friends how do you feel about our life style? If you feel our lifestyle is very fascinating and exciting then you can try this cuckold idea also. But just remember one thing…… that every fun has a price.
(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

BUMPY RIDE

"Aw honey, she always feels ill...I really don't see why they don't just get a taxi home." I was talking about our neighbors Kim and Geoff. They were an ok couple...as neighbors go, but Kim was one of those hypochondriac types. She was never happy unless there was something wrong with her.

I mean, don't get me wrong – I'm very much the stay at home type. I like nothing more than a hot scented bath and a quiet glass of wine with Jas...my hubby. But I like to enjoy life, and the Christmas party is the one time of year we get to put our glad rags on and let our hair down.

Why Jas had volunteered to drive tonight is beyond me. He is taking some antibiotics for an ear infection, but a couple of drinks wouldn't have hurt him. Still, it had meant we didn't have to call a taxi which had seemed a good idea at the time – right up until little miss miserable had started complaining about one of her impending migraines. It was barely midnight, the drinks had been flowing and the party was still in full swing, at least for everyone else. For us, it seemed very much on the wind-down.

"I know babe...but they do live next door, and it won't be going on for much more than an hour here anyway." He pulled me to him and kissed my lips. "Besides, you've been looking so fine tonight, I've been dying to take you home for hours..." I pouted, half sulkily – half sexily.

He did have a point, it was unlikely that the party would go on for longer than an hour and I was feeling in the mood for some after-party hanky panky. I snuggled against him, and he reached behind me, cupping my bum cheeks in his hands, and squeezing them gently through the thin fabric of my evening dress.

"You know, you have the most amazing ass in the world," he commented, sliding his hands up as he said it, over the curve of my hips, onto my waist and then up onto my chest, "and the firmest tits too!" he smiled. I looked up at him, and kissed him,

"Ok" I conceded "I suppose so. Tell you what...you pop to the bar and fetch me one last drink, and ill find Kim and Geoff and let them know were are going."

I started to pull away to head back into the hall, but Jas held my hand and pulled me back to him, a guilty look fleetingly crossed his face.

"Erm...babe, you'd better find Phil and Dave too. I said they could have a lift since we are going that way." He looked sheepish, and so he should – I knew exactly what that meant. Dave and Phil were two of his high college buddies. They shared a flat across town, and there hadn't been one single occasion since I had known Jas when driving them home hadn't resulted in a quick coffee, which resulted in a quick joint, which resulted in a stoned Jas and I heading home in a taxi, several hours after getting there.

"Oh no...come on babe, what about getting home early so you can have your wicked way with me?" I pulled away from him slightly, pouting for real now.

"Yeah, I'm still gonna do that!" He said, by way of reassurance, only I had heard it many times before. Stoned Jas equals sleeping Jas and that was not gonna be on my cards tonight! Not after he had my hopes up.

"No way Jas, tell them all to get a taxi together - it'll cost virtually nothing between them all." To be honest, I don't know why I was even bothering. I knew damn well that we would end up giving everyone a lift home. And I also knew damn well that the night would end exactly as I thought it would.

"Fine." I said, after his speech about 'having given his word blah blah blah.' "But you can damn well go to that bar and get me a big bottle of something good. I'm not sitting there like a ninny with nothing to drink while you lot smoke your heads off!" I turned on my heel and stormed off to find the others.

***

It took the best part of half an hour to round everyone up. Jas got held up at the bar, buying me a nice two liter bottle of rose wine. Phil and Dave had to do the rounds saying cheerio to everyone they knew – and I'm certain a number of people they didn't know! Meanwhile I was stuck with Kim and Geoff, listening to Kim go on about how we should have left hours ago, before the migraine had chance to take hold.

Finally, we arrived at the car. The night had steadily gone from bad to worse, but at least I would get the chance to chill for a bit and take my painful heeled shoes off before reaching Phil and Dave's. I climbed into the front seat beside Jas and everyone else piled into the back – everyone except Kim that is. She came round to my door and opened it.

"Kate...would you mind if I sat up front, its just – with my migraine and all...I mean I get travel sick sometimes too?" I couldn't believe the night could get any worse until now. I looked over at Jas expecting him to say something; after all he is the one who filled our car with unwanted guests. Unfortunately, what he said is not what I wanted to hear.

"Sure" he said, looking at Kim, and then "Honey you won't mind riding in the back will you?" I opened my mouth in disbelief, about to tell the pair of them to jump off a tall cliff, but a somewhat caustic

"Of course...my pleasure," is all that came out. At this point, I had no idea how literal that statement was to be.

I slid out from the front seat, and as Kim squeezed her overly round bottom into it, I opened up the back door and looked in. There was about five inches of room when the lads squeezed up that I attempted to fit into. I managed to close the door, but I was half up on Dave's lap anyhow, and it was making everyone sit awkwardly.

"Well, this isn't going to work." I said, making it clear that I was in a huff. "I suppose I'd better sit on your knee Dave...at least you lot can sit comfortably then." Dave just grunted. Already several joints down the line, he was as doped as an inmate at the loony farm! I shifted up onto his lap and placed my elbows on the seats in front, with my face in my hands, and managed as sulkier look as I could muster. Jas had to know that he was going to suffer for this. Behind me the lads shuffled about, each taking up their share of the gap that I had left. Finally, Jas started the engine and moved off.

The car was quiet for the first ten minutes of the journey. On the other side of the car, Geoff gazed out of the window. Phil sat in the middle with his head lolled to one side resting on Dave's shoulder. He would be out for the count soon if he wasn't already, and as for Dave, he had been snoring like a trooper almost before we had pulled out of the car park. My mood had simmered somewhat. Perhaps it was the effects of the rose as I sat in the back contentedly supping from the bottle, but gradually the feelings of annoyance were slipping and being replaced with something warmer and it wasn't long before I realized what.

All thoughts of sex had passed, almost as quickly as they had come, when Jas had told me that we would be dropping the lads off at home. I was not gullible enough to believe that I would be getting any after he had partaken in a few joints. It seems that the desire for sex had not been so quick to dissipate however.

Now as I sat in the back of the car, with the buzz of the party behind me and the flood of alcohol in my veins, with the soft drone of the engine and the gentle rocking as the suspension held off the road, I felt a renewed surge of lust. I hadn't adjusted my position, and still leaned against the front seats on my elbows, but seated on Dave's lap, I could feel his leg pressing between my own legs. Sat forward as I was, I realized that the only thing separating the flesh of his thigh from my clitoris were three layers of very thin cloth. I had taken a while to notice, since the touch was so faint it was almost unperceivable, but slowly my comatose armchair was rubbing me to orgasm.

Fleetingly, I felt a surge of guilt and almost adjusted my position. It seemed wrong to entertain the idea of allowing another man to stimulate me. But I took a deep drink from the bottle and attempted to justify the situation. Firstly, my husband was an idiot. If he had just taken us home and had his way with me there, then I wouldn't have been in this situation in the first place. Secondly, the guy was asleep. I mean it's not like being unfaithful. In most senses of the word the guy was just like an inanimate object – a vibrator. It was no different to using a vibrator.

By this time, I could feel the heat that was building between my legs. I knew it was too late now - the damage was done, so I might just as well enjoy it. I opened my thighs a little to allow Dave's leg to press harder against my crotch.

Slowly, as the small rhythmic vibrations traveled through him like a conduit straight to my clitoris, I felt my excitement grow. Outwardly, I still sat forward tipping the bottle of wine down my throat and giving no overt signs of the tingling ebbs of pleasure rippling though me. Inwardly, my body reacted to the situation with an intensity that I have never known. My breasts, ample at 36c, pressed against the soft silk bra that held them beneath my dress and were suddenly sensitive as the seeds of lust took firm root. I could feel my nipples harden and press forward as though searching for escape, eager to be touched.

Lower down, the heat between my legs felt as though it had reached boiling point, the entrance to my pussy was no longer moist, but soaking my panties as its juices leaked in a stream from my wet hole. My eyes I knew would be glazed as I stared sightlessly forward, swept into a wanton need for fulfillment. I took another deep drink of wine and hoped my glazed look would be mistaken for drunkenness.

For another ten minutes, I rode in the back of my husband's car on the knee of his friend on a wave of heavenly pleasure. Every bump only increased my desire to orgasm over his friend's knee. But with every passing minute, the pleasure turned slowly to frustration. Every bump now teased my swollen clit with a promise that would never be satisfied, and I needed more. I wanted more. I bit my lip and nervously glanced behind me. Dave was out cold, as was Phil beside him and Geoff still gazed aimlessly out of the window. My pussy ached to be filled, and I realized that the point for consideration was long passed, my mind was already decided, I needed a cock, and nothing was going to stop me.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Last Part



A plan had already formed in my mind and all that was required now was to put it into action.

"Honey, would you mind stopping at the petrol station on the way?" I smiled sweetly at Jas as he looked back at me in the rear view mirror.

"It's hardly on the way babe."

"I know, but since we are heading over to the guys, I'd like some smokes...besides, you can head home over the waste ground track. It'll take the same time."

A few hundred yards ahead, Jas turned onto the country lane. And shortly after that we pulled into the petrol station.

I jumped out of the car and headed into the shop, bought some cigarettes and then made a brief visit to the ladies room. Stage one complete.

Heading back to the car, I opened the door on Geoff's side and without waiting for an invitation squeezed in onto his lap, closing the door behind me. As Jas pulled out of the garage I asked him to turn up the music a little louder and then leaned back against Geoff,

"Hope you don't mind me coming over this side, its just Dave snores in my ear." Then I wriggled back until my ass was settled firmly over his cock.

"Er...no, it's fine," he mumbled, glancing briefly at the back of his wife's head before turning his head back to the window.

Stage two complete.

Beneath my ass, I could feel the outline of Geoff's cock pressing the material of my dress into the crack of my now naked cheeks. I could swear I had felt him grow a little when I settled onto his lap, but before I could progress I needed something more substantial.

I reached across the car, to the opposite side where I had left my bottle of wine, pressing my bum harder into his crotch as I did so. When I settled back, I twisted slightly, placing one arm around his shoulders, so that my braless tits were inches from his face, and offered him the bottle. He took a small drink, and offered the bottle back...nervously it seemed.

I took a deep drink, tipping my head back so that I couldn't see him. I pushed my chest out, so that my tits, pressed hard against the fabric of my dress would have no choice but to bulge out of the top. I could feel his eyes on them. Beneath me, I felt his cock pulse slightly. Seventy percent certain, I wanted just one more indication that I could safely proceed to fucking him.

"I need to get these damn shoes off," I muttered, bending forward whilst surreptitiously slipping the back of my dress up, so that my hairless slit, naked in all its glory now pressed directly down onto his crotch. I removed my shoes, and then sitting back upright, I lifted myself from his lap, and made a show of attempting to pull my dress back down, repeatedly brushing his cock through his trousers as I did so.

"Damn it." I slurred plopping down firmly in his lap and taking another deep swig of wine. "Damn dress is snagged now." And I wriggled back and forth, grinding my pussy against his readily hardening cock as though to emphasize the point.

"Er...You want me to try?" He asked.

"Ok." I hiccupped, and lifted my ass from his groin, shifting so that my weight pinned the dress to his thigh.

I waited, ass raised invitingly into the air, until his fingers clasped the hem, which lay directly beneath my moist pussy, and he attempted to pull it free. A few moments later, I knew we would turn onto the track which would lead us home. It was already dark, but once the main road was behind us it would be pitch black. It was now or never.

If I had been excited before, I was beyond myself now. Here I was, pussy open and dripping – desperate to be fucked like never before, and the man in question was not my husband, but my next door neighbor. His wife sat in the front seat, with my husband, both blissfully unaware that Geoff was about to be confronted with the dilemma of his life.

I knew from the bulge beneath me that Geoff was aroused, but how far would he take it? I had taken it this far, and in the next few moments would take it as far as I could without appearing anything other than drunk. Geoff however would be far from certain that I was offering him my pussy on a plate.
Stage three would see me lay my bare pussy into his hands...but what then? He might assume that being blind drunk I had no idea what I was doing. He would remove his hands and stare out of the window until we reached home. I was banking on the other option, where no man can resist a moist hole. He will take a leap of faith, and I will take another load of cum.

Geoff pulled again at the hem of my dress, and I felt it give. At that moment, the car turned off the main road, and onto the dark gravel track, there was a lurch as the front wheels found the first of many potholes, and I let my backside drop heavily onto his hands. His palms gripped my ass cheeks, and his fingers pressed into the soft wet flesh of my pussy.

"You know what..." I slurred..."It's good how it is." And I settled back against his body, holding his arms in place.

The next few moments seemed to hang in the air for an eternity. Geoff neither pulled away, nor delved in deep. Unsure of what to do, he just sat motionless. I dared not move, in case he took it as a protest against his invasion of my privates. Still, I was desperate. Softly, I rested my head back against his shoulder and let a quiet moan escape from the back of my throat.

For a moment there was nothing; then his fingers twitched slightly. Tentatively he began to edge the fingers of one hand deeper into my folds. I opened my legs invitingly, and felt the first finger slip inside to the knuckle. He withdrew his other hand, and slid it back, over my ass, and up until it slipped inside my dress and cupped my breast. He continued to finger fuck me, as I moaned in his ear and urged him to make me cum.

My juices flowed with renewed vigor, until I could feel them wetting his hand, and running down my thighs. Beneath me I could feel his cock straining for release, and slipping my hand between us, I freed it from its constraints. It felt shorter than Dave's, as I slid my hand from tip to sack. But as I lifted myself from his lap, and positioned myself above him, his prick penetrated my hole, spreading the wet folds until it seemed they would stretch no further. Still, I lowered my eager pussy onto his cock, exhaling sharply as the thick shaft relentlessly forced its way inside.

Unlike the relatively smooth ride that I had enjoyed whilst fucking Dave, the gravel track was a rollercoaster by comparison. Jolted and Jarred, I found myself bouncing around on Geoff's cock as it fell repeatedly from my gaping hole before plunging back inside. My pussy was on fire, and burned with a feverish intensity, anticipating each thrust that drove into my molten hole. Energetic spasms tore through my body, until it felt like the swollen head of his rampant prick was slamming right through me, attempting to drive its way into my stomach.

Suddenly the car lurched more violently than before, and for a moment, I found myself up in the air, before dropping back down onto the thick shaft that was impaling me over and over, this time sinking it so deep into my wanton pussy that I groaned uncontrollably.

"Are you Ok in the back there?" Jas asked.

"Yes." I replied quickly, grinding my pussy over the cock inside and feeling the upsurge of my impending orgasm, not so much welling inside as erupting, as pent-up pleasures of the past hour came flooding through me, in wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. "Oh fuck yes!"

We were nearing the end of the gravel track, just several hundred yards from the guy's house. Ahead, street lamps shone like beacons, marking the main road. Between here and there, I seemed to remember the track becoming exceptionally rough, and within seconds I knew I was right.

Violently, the car reared and heaved – throwing everyone inside about like rag dolls. Beside me, Phil and Dave groaned as their heads collided and they came awake with a painful start. Kim bounced in her seat, and I heard her mumble something about a bumpy ride. She had no idea. In the back seat, with her husbands cock filling my hole to bursting, I was having the bumpiest ride of my life – and loving it.

Orgasm after orgasm racked my body until every nerve quivered with surge after surge of electrical energy rushing through them. In the darkness, I could hear Dave mumbling to Phil. I was certain they would hear my breathing, but at this point I couldn't care less. Deep inside my pussy, I could feel Geoff's cock swelling well beyond its limits, and as the lurching motion drove his shaft relentlessly into the soaking hole between my legs, his hands tore inside my dress and groped my tits, kneading the flesh roughly.

I reached down and gripped his knees with my hands, grinding harder onto his pulsating shaft. A moment later, I felt his engorged head explode inside me, the warm spurt of his cum filling my hole. Again, I felt my climax nearing and I threw back my head and thrust my ass cheeks down as hard as they would go until every inch of him pounded into me.

"Oh fuck..." I groaned shamelessly as the flood of ecstasy swept though me.

A minute later, we pulled off the gravel track onto the main road and into the parking lot of Dave and Phil's flat. As Jas switched off the ignition, and swiveled to look into the back seat, I noticed that his wasn't the only glance to turn in my direction. Four pairs of eyes were silently making what they could of the scene before them. Geoff's cock had already slipped from my now gaping hole, and I had quietly zipped it back into his trousers. But sitting there before them, barely able to control my heavy breathing, dress askew and face no doubt flushed from the best fucking of my life...what could I say?

"So...how about that coffee?" I smiled.

After that incident Jeff regularly started fucking me in my husband’s absence. Shameful and immoral I know, but my relationship with Jeff developed as a devoted friendship that was built around raw, pure sex. It could never have been a husband -wife type relationship. I didn't like him enough to live with him. Jas knew abut the affair after one year. He tried to stop us many times but failed. My husband some time cries in front of me. Some time he begs. All the time I manage him by describing him how much I love him. Then I force him to fuck me to make him quite for the day. After making him come I always tell him, that he have to cope with the fact that his wife will be screwed by Jeff for the rest of his life. But I never told him that it all started with a bumpy ride.

(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

FOR A 12 INCH COCK




My story began after I migrated to Canada from India. I struggled a lot in the initial stages. I worked even 18 hours a day for my settlement in this new country. In this process of setting down I have had chances to meet with several people and obviously I made several new friends including GORAS (white) And BLACKS besides DESI people. Finally I settled in Toronto after trying my luck across the country.

I met Sophie there…..Sophie is a petite brunette with an ass that turns heads (mine at least). At 5’ 6” and 102 lbs. She has oversized breasts that capture one’s attention. I thank god that she picked me to be her life partner. My wife and I have been married for five years and have enjoyed a long monogamous relationship. I never claimed to be real experienced at sex prior to our marriage and my wife went to alter a virgin. However, we learned quickly and developed a very satisfying sex life. In fact both of us like to have sex almost everyday. If we can’t for some reason, we both get kind of cranky and obsessed until our urges are satisfied. This has made us very compatible over the years.

About six months ago I received a call from an old “buddy”( who was my early day’s friend, after my arrival to Canada) saying he was going to be in town for a couple of weeks and would like to get together with me and my wife. Stave and I been really close during my early arrival; In fact he was the first person whom I call a friend after being in this part of the world. We had not met since after our shifting to Toronto. He was an engineer while I got a job at the mill. The only reason I eventually couldn’t forget him because he had done me a great favor in finding me job in a time when I was so desperate in this country. Sorry I forgot to mention he basically is one of my WHITE friend.

Anyway Stave offered to buy us dinner at a nice restaurant while he was in town. During dinner Stave mentioned he would be staying at a hotel out of town because a convention had booked all the local rooms. Well, Sophie would have none of that and kindly offered the use of our extra bedroom for the duration of his stay. Stave quickly accepted. We hardly saw Stave the first couple of days he stayed at our home because of his work schedule. However, Thursday evening Sophie accidently walked in on him while he was getting out of the shower. She ran back in to our bedroom gasping with a look of shock on her face. I asked her what had happened and she explained that she had seen Stave naked. I told her it was no big deal and that she’d get over it. She said it was indeed a big deal; an eight inch ‘big deal’ and that she hadn’t even been hard. I laughed about it a little nervously, but didn’t think much more of the incident until later that night.


My wife and I were getting a little sexy and she was slowly stroking my 5 inches when she mentioned the size of Stave’s cock again. She wondered out loud how big it was. I told her that I would ask him if she wanted to really know, thinking to shock her out of this silliness. She giggled and seemed to forget the whole thing and we had some great sex that night. The next day I thought “what he heck” and told Stave about the incident. He laughed and said that for Sophie’s information he was 10” long when he was hard. I looked at him at amazement, and then he shrugged thinking of my own size. I could not believe that I have panis envy. Stave must have read my thoughts because he asked me about the size of mine. I told him honestly that I was 5”, when hard. I have never really thought about size before but when he leaned close and said he knew how I felt. I gave him “yeah, right” Sarcastic look. He lowered his voice and asked if I could keep a secret. I nodded then he said that a couple years ago his panis was even smaller than mine. I looked at him in further disbelief. He looked me straight in the eyes and said “it’s true; I found a way to permanently increase the size of my cock”. My expression didn’t change. “I’ll bet it could work for you too if you wanted. It’s really pretty simple and doesn’t hurt a bit, he added in response to my skepticism. I had to admit that I was intrigued by the thought; I could just imagine skewering my lovely wife deep and hard with my king-size cock. That would shut her up, I thought. Stave could somehow tell I was interested but worry. He put his hand to his chin like he was deep in thought, formulating and idea. Then he raised his eyebrows as if he had just come up with some sort of idea. “What?” I asked. Stave Insisted that I let him help me out, that he’d walk me through whole process, and that he even had the equipment for me to use.

He said that he wanted the satisfaction of helping out an old friend. “Besides”, he continued, “Sophie needs to experience the thrill of a full size cock. Women who do a full size cock are never satisfied with ‘little’ again. Later that night, I discussed our talk with Sophie. I asked her what she thought of Staves offer. Would she prefer me with a large cock? She was silent for a while. Finally she sighed and said. “Well, if there is nothing to loose, then what the heck?” I suspected that she was more excited than she let on because the sex that night was some of our best ever. After we came down she asked what the procedure was for the “enlargement”? I told her that Stave had not yet filled me in on all the details, but we would find out tomorrow. I woke up in the middle of the night to find Sophie next to me in bed and rubbing her pussy. I pretended to just roll over she wouldn’t notice that I was awake. The thought of being fucked by a large dick had obviously had its effect on her.

The next afternoon Stave called me in to his room. He reached in to a bag and pull out what appeared to be an oversize transparent bicycle pump. “This is it” he proudly proclaimed. I must have had a confused look on my face because he smiled and said “Trust me”. He went on to explain the general procedure. I have to use this device 3 to 4 times a day to “invigorate” my member. He said it involved sticking my cock in to the end of the tube and pumping on the handle. During use of the tube my cock would greatly expand in size until I came. After orgasm my cock would return to is normal size. This all should happen during the “development” phase of the process. The development phase could last for a couple of weeks to many months if I slacked of on the invigoration. However, eventually the change would come. When my cock had become acclimated to the increased size, it would simply not get smaller after an invigoration induced orgasm. Presto…. a huge cock. He said the best part was that the invigoration phase was fun. Sophie could even help out. He even estimated that based on the size of my cock right now I could anticipate at list 12” when finished. I would dwarf his own large member. He also said that it was important to set the final size when achieved; otherwise it might not “take” properly. According to him setting the size requires a constant external pressure on the penis just after final size was attained. This pressure somehow negates the vacuum effect that the tube causes, thus setting the size. Fortunately an accommodating pussy does just the trick. I didn’t really understand what he was talking about. I was never all that great in science. But stave assured me that we could worry about it later. Besides, he said “Sophie will love it”. Well that was all it took to get me started.

I took the tube and headed to the bathroom. My first attempt was a little clumsy; I soon got the hang of it. My cock really did look bigger in the tube. The orgasm shook my body. I thought the treatment might end up being fun than I anticipated. Later that day I invigorated twice more until my cock was limp. When Sophie came home I told her all about it. She got so charged up that she jumped me on the spot. It was then that I realized the main side effect. The invigoration process left my cock to sore and tired to be any use of Sophie. I rubbed her off, it just wasn’t the same. She really needed better than that to satisfy her needs. We both agreed the payoff would be worth it. After about a week Stave prepared to leave for home saying he would be back in town in a couple of weeks. He instructed me to keep with it and encouraged Sophie to think of large cock in her dreams. He knew it was only a matter of time before her dream would be a reality.

As it turned out Stave did get back in the town for about three weeks. Again, he stayed in our spare room. Sophie seemed especially glad to see him. I wanted to ask him if he thought treatment was working on me and when I could expect some results. It was getting tiring using the tube three times a day. My cock was like a limp rag doll between sessions, and Sophie was starting to get really cranky. After he was done unpacking, I asked Stave for an assessment of my progress. Even though I was really embarrassed to do it, I showed him my erect penis to get his opinion whether or not I had grown. He said he wasn’t sure, but everything appeared to be on track. It could happen any day now. Sophie and I ware thrilled. All that effort was going to pay off, I was positive. Stave cautioned us that although it “appeared good”, the final enlargement might still be some time away. There was no real way to predict the exact time. He then asked me If I had thought anymore about preparing to “set” the final size. I told him that I didn’t really understand the question. He reminded me that it was very important to complete the procedure otherwise all the effort could be lost. I must have looked puzzled. Stave took a deep breadth and said “remember, the best and easiest way to achieve the proper pressure is to fuck an accommodating pussy”. I did vaguely recall him mentioning that. I asked what the problem was; Sophie has waiting for this moment for 4 weeks. Stave shook his head and repeated “Accommodating, Do you think Sophie will be able to handle all 14’ of your dick when she has been used to your original 5 inches?”I shuttered “I,I, I don’t know. I guess we will just have to try. Stave asked if I was willing to risk all that hard work. Would Sophie be willing to put up with another month or more of no sex? Stave was right; I had to make sure it worked. I asked what we could do. Stave thought a few seconds and then said “I think you have several options.” You could find a some sex worker or any girlfriend who could be able to accommodate your large size. Of course they would have to be close whenever you invigorate. I am not sure how Sophie would like that. A second option is to use something, like a dildo, to expand Sophie prior to the big day. I am sure it would take several sessions and there is a danger that it might not work as well as you making love to her. A third option is to find some short of device to simulate the correct pressure, and hope its right in the first time. Finally you could find someone with a panis large enough to open Sophie up to within a reasonable proximity of your 14inches, but that would be just awkward as hiring a male sex worker. Well I know a sex worker was out of the question; Sophie would never stand for it. Certainly a device was too risky. That left the dildo or, unfortunately, a surrogate panis. I was against the last option and was sure it would not be acceptable to Sophie either.

Thankfully stave noticed my discomfort with the idea and put some of my fears to rest. He informed me the expansion process using a surrogate penis was really a “clinical” kind of procedure. It wasn’t as if someone would be making love to my wife. It was more like a therapist giving a message. But I still was not convinced. Sophie and I discussed our option later that night. Stave had pained a pretty scary picture of what could be happen, and Sophie is very nervous about the whole thing. A simple Yeast infection commercial gets her upset. At the point it seemed as if all our acceptable options had eliminated themselves. I asked Sophie if she thought we should call the whole thing off. Was a large cock worth the price that we have to pay? Sophie thought about for a moment, gave me a little hug, and told me that she was willing to make any sacrifice for my shake. Besides, she didn’t want to admit that we had wasted all the effort. She finally decided that the surrogate penis would be the most likely thing to work, and besides it really would be more like a trip to the doctor’s office. O.K may be more like a house call. It was decided. As distressful as it seemed, we would need someone to prepare Sophie to accommodate my new super size cock. We were out of other acceptable options as we saw them, and we both new we would have to see it through the end.

Finally it was Sophie who first suggested Stave for the task of preparing her. She had accidentally walked in on him another day while he was naked, in his room. He had been masturbating as she’d walked in. he had asked her earlier to stop by to help him sew on a button. As she walked in. he saw her and gave his cock another couple of quick strokes and exploded in orgasm sending his cum high in the air. She had gasped and had felt weak in surprise and shock but managed to quickly exit from the room. Later that night as I was finishing my invigoration, she relayed the story while wildly rubbing her cunt. As I was cleaning up she told me how sorry she felt for him. He didn’t appear to have a girlfriend and was left to seek his own release. She then lit upon an idea. Stave was such a good friend, and obviously knowledgeable, wouldn’t it be nice to let him do the honors with her. He was the size we were looking for and certainly new what was required. I was apprehensive about having Stave be with my wife but she seemed to settle on him as the one. She asked me if I would approach him about it. I reluctantly agreed. After all, Stave had been a great help through all of this and my panis envy that I had would soon be over. When I asked him, Stave seemed surprised and expressed some concern about my reaction to someone ministering to my wife. I said I thought I could handle it as long as I was there to comfort Sophie. He disagreed with me; he said that it was his experience that it’s not a good idea to have the husband around during this kind of activity. He couldn’t do it if I was there. His concentration would not be on the job at the hand. Doctors don’t allow family members into the operating room. I told him that I admired his clinical attitude and that I guess I could stay out of the way. Based on my concession, he agreed to do it. He then added that they should start soon because my expansion could occur any day. I agreed. Stave then told me that he will start from tonight…..at around 10-o-clock. I immediately informed about it to Sophie.

From that afternoon I saw that Sophie became very excited. She was checking the clock again and again and within 6-o-clock she started to prepare our bedroom by changing a new bedcover, putting an extra mattress inside our bed for making it bouncy and arranging other things properly. At around 9 I had to tell her not to get so much nervous because she was checking the bedroom door in every 5 minutes. She said nothing, just laughed sighly. I tried to talk with her to help her overcome the nervousness but her mind was somewhere else. Finally when Stave called me from outside of our bedroom she jumped up from the bed, asked me to wait a moment before opening the door and then rushed near the dressing table mirror to check her self again. She raised her hands one by one, turned her head near her arm pits and tried to smell for presence any possible body odor. After she was satisfied she signaled me to open the door.


Stave entered our bedroom at exactly 10-o-clock to start the treatment. I watched television in the living room. Occasionally I would hear a yell. But they were whispering and laughing continuously. I tried to heal but failed because their voice was very unclear. I used the device twice waiting for them to finish. Eventually I fall asleep on the couch. When I woke up the next morning Stave was no where to be found. The bedcover was already been changed. Sophie was in the shower. After coming out from the bathroom when she was changing her dress I saw a glimpse of her pussy. I found that she shaved of most of her pussy hair, leaving only a small triangle. She must have done this yesterday after knowing that stave is going to sleep with her at the night. Even her armpit also looked clear and saved. When Sophie was dressed I asked her how the night had gone. She smiled and said that it had been alright. I prodded her for more information but she was reluctant to talk about it. I figured that she didn’t enjoy it all that much, plus the situation was kind of awkward. I was actually surprised when next day Sophie served us early dinner at around 8:00. Sophie and Stave retired to the bedroom as soon as our dinner was over. When stave was entering in my bedroom I found Sophie was taking her mouth freshener standing in front of our bedroom dressing table. She already changed to a very thin sleeping gown. I understood Sophie was taking it causally and she must have made her mind to see this thing through. The only surprising thing was that, her nipples ware stiff and poking out through the thin material of her sleeping gown and looked abnormally bigger in size. I never saw her nipples becoming that much bigger in size in time of excitement.

The pattern repeated it self of the reminder of the week. Sophie still didn’t want to talk much about it and Stave was only home long enough to sleep in to the bed with her. I did notice that Sophie had settled down to her old self back when we used to fuck every day. However the treatment was going. It seemed to be helping her. Friday was the day Stave left for home. He got up early in the morning, showered, and stopped by the couch on his way out. He shook me awake and thanked me for allow him to help us. He cautioned against using the device for longer than another couple of months, something should have happened by then. He said he will be back every couple of weeks and would make sure he kept Sophie ready for me until then. I got up and opened the door for him and thanked him for al his help. After he left I slowly walked down the hall into my bedroom. Sophie was sleeping lightly. She was wearing a skimpy little teddy with no panties on. I had never seen that outfit before. She looked great in it. The light from the window showed across her legs and stomach. Her legs were spread open and I peered down at her pussy. Her cunt was gaping wide open and cum was all over her face, breasts, stomach, pussy and legs. Her hair less cunt lips was engorged and glowing red. Her nipples thrust out like pencil top erasers. Even her clit was standing at attention. The enormity of her once tight cunt amazed me. The amount of come was melt into her body proved that they must have fucked each other for more than 4-5 times. Her pussy was matted and soaked with come. That night Sophie requested me to sleep to the other room because Stave said to her that if we somehow get excited and intercourse then her pussy treatment may hamper. She then continued “It will be hard for me to control myself if you sleep with me every night like before”. I had to agree for the sacrifice.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

LAST PART



Stave returned three more times after that and stayed for a week each time. Each week was similar to the first week; me on the couch and him working with my wife in our bed. He continued to splatter cum all over her. While having the dinner, sometimes when I used to ask them, “how things are going” they used to smile looking at each others face. Then Sophie used to say it was going perfectly. She never told me more than that. Every morning when I woke, I found Stave was already left and Sophie was taking the shower and cleaning herself. Only a few days, I was able to check her in the bedroom while she was sleeping. Her cunt was always huge and covered with cum. I suspected that she was giving Stave oral sex too. Because I would notice drops of cum on her chin and cheeks. She never did that for me.

Finally one morning stave said he would be leaving and probably wouldn’t return. He said that he had stretched out Sophie as far as possible and that his mission was accomplished. She was ready and no longer needed him. I thanked him for all the help; he informed me that if my cock wasn’t larger in another couple of week, it probably never would be. On rare occasion it’s not effective. He told me I could hang on to the expansion device no matter what happen. I told him I would keep using it for a while and would darn well pay for it too. After all I was the one it was helping. I was kind of surprised at the price for $475 and thanked him again for all his help. He truly was a good friend. With that he walked out the door and I never saw him again.
After Stave was gone, Sophie told me that from now on I can sleep with her again in my bed room because her treatment was over. That night when I made her naked, I was happy to see the stretched condition of her pussy. But when I tried to mount on her I found that my entire penis could fit inside the opening of her cunt without touching the sides. I tried to fuck her madly but found that I am not getting any kind of pleasure from her stretched and wide pussy. Obviously she was also not getting any. I ejaculated after trying for at lest one hour and Sophie started laughing seeing my condition. Another thing, the size of her nipples felt much bigger in size in my mouth than it used to be. I figured out that stave must have sucked her nipples for hours. And because of his heavy sucking it became that bigger and distorted in shape. I asked Sophie about that. She sighed a little and then said “yes”…..some times she used to breast feed Stave for hours. She said it would help them overcome of their tiredness and make them ready for another session treatment. Couple of week passed and I remain 5 inch long. Finally after another 2 weeks, I decided to quit using the device and get back to my old life. I was disappointed that I hadn’t been successful, but at least Stave Sophie and I had given it our best try.
I was thinking that how would I give Sophie the amount of pleasure I used to give her before the expansion of her pussy. Sophie assured me saying one day Stave told her that if my cock is not increased somehow then for a few months we may have some pleasure related problem while fucking. But within a year Sophie’s expanded pussy should be decreased to its normal size. One year…. I was disappointed again. But Sophie looked casual. Next week Sophie told me that she was pregnant. I was very happy to know that. But I asked her how did it happen? Sophie told me it must have occurred from the fucking that I have tried just after Stave was gone. She said she was quite upset then, she forgot to take the pill for couple of days that time. I thought what the heck….it would take at least a year or two after the birth of our baby to come back to our normal sex life. Her expand pussy problem should be solved by then. I thought it was the high time for us to start our family.
God is great. After one year she gave birth of a beautiful white baby. The baby was very healthy and I was very happy when I have discovered that his male thing was much bigger in size comparing to the other babies of his age.
Sophie continues-
Remember the incident when I saw stave naked while taking his shower. I was amazed and stunned to see the enormous size of his 10 inch cock. Later all through the day the enormous cock of Stave disturbed me again and again. My husband always makes me satisfied with his 5 inch cock but now I have started figuring out about the amount of pleasure I could have if somehow I could manage Stave to fuck me. I never cheated on my husband but this enormous 10 inch cock broke all my barriers and self control. Stave knew that I was in love with that huge cock of his, from my first sight…..because every women will feel same after seeing that enormous weapon of him. I did not wanted to involve with Stave in any ways though all the time I was fantasizing about him and his enormous cock. When my husband told me about the device that Stave used to enlarge his manhood, I knew there was something wrong. But I decided not to tell anything to my hubby because he was my husband’s best friend. But when Stave brought the matter of making my pussy large enough so that I can accommodate a 12” cock, I knew Stave planned something to fuck me.
Stave never told me about his plan but he knew I was smart enough to understand his plan. He definitely smelt a woman in heat. I thought what’s wrong in it if we can make my hubby a fool and enjoy fucking each other for few days. So later I slightly helped Stave to execute his plan. I took some risk when I forced my husband saying a surrogate panis would be the best option for us and Steve should be selected as the person who would prepare me for this pussy enlargement treatment. I knew my husband is not that smart like Stave but I never thought he would be that dumb.

The first night when we were fucking each other, we were laughing and laughing….. thinking how dumb this Indians are. We fucked each other to our hearts content. I was fucking and enjoying Stave every night and in the morning hanging expression in my face like nothing extraordinary had happened between us. The idea of being fucked by a 10 inch cock in my own bedroom while my husband was sleeping outside made our fucking more fascinating and exciting. Though some time I felt that what we wear doing was so immoral and shameful. My husband wanted to increase his cock size just to make me happy and satisfied in bed. He never wanted this for himself. I knew he loves me very much. But my pussy was not ready to listen anything. So after enjoying each other for quite some time I told Stave to stop. Stave wanted to continue fucking me for another few months. I could not force him much to stop. My pussy wanted more and more of stave’s enormous cock. I never thought it will be so herd for me to quit. But then one day I found that I was knocked out by Stave. An alarm rang in to my brain. I then decided that we have enjoyed enough and we should not let things out from our hand. I love my husband and I did not want to ruin our marriage, I had to force Stave to stop fucking me and leave. Stave stopped and agreed to leave me when he came to know that I was pregnant from his continuous fucking. I felt sorry for my husband. His beloved wife and his best friend both cheated with him. But I knew that this outside marriage fuck will help me to love him more intensely. Every one needs a change of taste sometimes…….somewhere. Fucking Stave was just like that…….eating something different. There was no bond between Stave and me other than raw pure sex. In long run, this short affair with Stave will definitely help me to maintain our long term marriage life.

Another thing, though I love my husband very much but I never wanted that my baby should look like an Asian. My affair with stave ensured a white and healthy baby with 100% pure European blood.
(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

AMMI CHUDI UNCLE SE (HINDI)



Yeh us samay ki bat hai jab mai 14 sal ka tha. Humlog tab Mumbai me raita tha. Mai ghar me meri Ammi, petaji or meri bahan Preti (oh tab1 sal ki thi) ke sath raita tha. Gao me humarey thora kheti bari vi tha or udhar mera grandpa, grandma or meri chachu Prokash raita tha. Mera petaji eak multinational company me Mkt. Executive tha. Eakbar unka eak Hongkong ka office tour aha gaya. Peta ji pura eak mahino ke bad lotne wala the. Petaji humlogo ko akela rakh ke nahi jana chahatay thay isi liya unone har bar ki tara meri chachu Prokash ko gao se bula liya.

Meri ma Chachu ko bahut passand karte thee, kaunki ek Chachu hi to tha jis se ma eak dost ke tara batcheet kar saktee thee khas kar jab pitaji business ke kam se office ya tour par bahar jate the. Meri ammi bahut pyar se Chachu ki khyal rakhtee the aur khabhi eh ahsas nahee hone deti ki Chachu ghar par akela hai. Wo Chachu ko pyar se ‘lala’ kah lar pukartee the aur Chachu humesha ammi ke pas pas rahana pasand karta tha. Ammi bahut hi sundar thee, ekdam gori chitti lumbe lumbe kale bal kareeb 5'5" aur figure 38-24-38 tha. Chachu unkee chuchee par phida tha aur humesha unkee ek jhalak pane ke liye betab rahata tha. Jab-bhi kam karte waqt ammi ka anchal unki chati par se phisal kar neeche girta tha ya wo neeche jhuktee, Chachu unkee chunchee ki ek jhalak pane ke koshish karta tha. Ammi ko is-bat ka pata tha aur wo janbujh kar Chachu ko apnee chunchee ka jalaba dikha detee thee.




Peta ji ke jane ke bad ammi par hi ghar samhalnee ki jimmedaree the. Peta ji Chachu ko ghar par rakh kar parahi karne ki salah di, kyunki Chachu ka examination najdeek tha aur sath hi me ammi ko bhi akelapan mahasus na ho is liya. Jis din chachu gao se ayaa uski agle hi din subah ke 10 baje ki flight se peta ji chale gaye. Hum teno petaji ko airport tak bida karne gaye hue the.

Ammi usdin bahut hi khus thee jis ki karan mujhay pata nahi chal raha tha. Jab humlog ghar pahunche to ammi ne Chachu ko apne kamare me bulaya aur kaha ki ajkal unhe akele sone ki adat nahee hai aur jabtak bhaia wapas nahee atee, Chachu unke kamare me hi soa kare. Ammi ne Chachu se apni kitab bagera waheen la kar parhne ko kaha. Chachu to khusi se jhum utha aur phtaphat apni table aur kuch kitabe unke kamare me pahuncha diya. Ammi ne khana pakaya aur hum tino sath sath khana khaya. Aaj ammi Chachu par kuch jyada hi meharban thee aur bar bar kisi na kisi bahane se apni chunchee ka jalwa Chachu ko dikha rahee thee.






Khane ke bad ammi ne Chachu ko phal khane ko diya. Phal dete waqt ammi ne chachu ke hath masal diya aur bare hi madak ada se muskura diya. Chachu sharma gaya kyunki eh muskan kuch alag kism ki thee aur usme shararat jhalak rahee thee. Khane ke bad Chachu to parhne baith gaya aur ammi apne kapare change karne lagee. Garmi ke din the aur garmi kuch jayada hi tha. Chachu apna shirt aur baniyan utar kar kebal pant pahan kar parhne baith gaya. Chachu ke table ke upar diwar par ek shisha tanga tha aur mai nidh ki acting kr ke meri khat se Chachu or ammi ko us shishe me dekh raha tha. Ammi Chachu ki taraf dekh rahee thee aur apna kapra utar rahee the. Ammi soch bhi nahe saktee the ki mai unko shishe ke help le ke dekh raha tha. Ammi ne apna blouse khol kar utar diya. Hai kya madmast chunchee thee. Mai pahalee bar lace wali bra me bandhe unke chuchee ko dekh raha tha. Unki chunchee kahi bari bari thee aur wo bra me sama nahe rahee thee. Adhi chunchee bra ke upar se jhalak rahee thee.

Kapre utar kar ammi bister par chit let gayee aur apne sine me ek jhinee se chunnee dhak liya. Ek pal ke liye to mera man kiya ki mai Ammi ki pas ja kar unki chunchee ko dekhu, phir socha eh theek nahee hoga aur mai gahiri nidh me hone ki acting korne laga. Let te hi ammi so gayee aur kuch hi der me unka duppatta unke chatee se sarak gaya aur sanson se sath uthtee baithtee unki mast raselee chunchee saf saf dikh raha tha. Mai, meri bahan Preti baby or ammi eak bahut hi bora khat me soa hua tha or eak dusra khat me chachu ki bistar laga tha. Rat ke barah baj chuke the. Chachu parahi band kiya aur batti bujhane hi wala tha ki ammi ki surilee awaj mere kano me pari, "lala inha aaoo na." . Chachu humlogo ki khat ke taraf barha, ab ammi apni chunchee ko phirse duppatte se dhank liya tha. Chachu pucha, "kya hai bhabhi?' Ammi ne kaha, "lala jara mere pas hi let jaoo na, thori der bat karenge phir tum apne bister par ja kar so jana."

Pahale to Chachu hichkichaya lakin phir man gaya. Chachu lungee pahan kar sota tha aur ab sayad unko pant pahan kar sone me dikkat ho rahee thee. Ammi Chachu ki pareshani samaj gayee aur bole, "koi bat nahee, tum apni pant utar do aur roj jaise sote ho waise hi mere pas so gaoo. Sharmao mat. aaoo na." Mujhe apne kan par yakeen nahee ho raha tha. Ma Chachu ko humlogo ki khat me eaksath sone ke liya bul rahi hai-OH GOD. Lungee pahan kar Chachu ne light band kar dee aur night lamp jala kar humlogo ki bister par ammi ke pas let gaya. Khat me pahele chachu soa tha uske bad ammi phir mai or munni.
Ammi ka adhnanga shareer Chachu ki bilkul pas tha. Chachu aise leta tha ki ammi ki chunchee bilkul nangee malum de raha tha, kaunki thora sa hissa hi bra me chupa tha. Kya haseen najara tha. tab ammi bole, "itne mahine se akele nahee soee hun aur ab adat nahee hai akele sone ki." Chachu bola, "mai bhi kabhi kisi ke sath nahee soya." Ammi jor se khilkhilaee aur bole, "anubhav le lena chahie jab bhi mauka mile, bad me kam aaegaa." Ammi ne Chachu ka hath pakar kar dhire se khinch kar apne ubhre hue chunchee par rakh diya aur Chachu kuch nahe bol paya lekin apna hath ammi ki chunchee par rakha rahane diya.

"Mujhe yehan kuch kuja raha hai, jara sahalao na." Chachu bra ke upar se hi ammi ki chunchee ko sahalana shuru kiya. Ammi ne Chachu ko unka hath bra ke cup me ghusa kar sahalane ko kaha aur Chachu ka hath bra ke andar kar diya. Chachu apna pura hath andar ghusa kar jor jor se ammi ki chunchee ko ragarna shuru kar diya. Chachu ki hathelee ki ragar pa kar ammi ke nipple khare ho gaye. Mulayam mans ke sparsh se Chachu ko bahut acchha lag raha tha lekin bra ke andar karke masalne me Chachu ko dikkat ho rahee thee. Achanak ammi apni pith Chachu ki taraf ghuma kar bole, "lala yeh bra ka hoock khol do aur theek se sahalao." Chachu kanpte hue hathon se ammi ki bra ki hoock khol diya aur ammi ne apne badan se use utar kar neeche dal diya. Chachu ki dono haton ko apne nangee chatee par laga kar ammi bolee, "thora kas kar dabao na." Chachu bhi kafi uttejit ho gaya aur josh me akar ammi ki raseelee chunchee se jam kar khelne laga. Kya bari bari chunchea thee ammi ki. Itne pass se may bahut din o ke bad ammi ki chunchi ko dekh pa raha tha jo ke asal me masla ja raha tha baray hi besharmi se. Karee karee chunchee aur lumbe lumbe nipple. Pahalee bar mai kisi aurat ki chunchee ko is tara masalte dekh raha tha. Ammi ko bhi Chachu se apne chunchee ki maalish karwane me maza araha tha. Chachu ki lund ab kara hone laga tha aur underwear se bahar nikalne ke liye jor laga raha tha. Chachu ki 9" ka lund pure josh me aa gaya tha. Ammi ki chunchee masalte nasalte hue Chachu ammi ke badan ke bilkul pas aa gaya tha aur mera chachu ki lund ammi ki jangho me ragar marne laga tha.

Achanak ammi bole, "lala eh meri tango me kya chuv raha hai?" Chachu himmat karke jabab diya, "eh mera hatiyar hai. Tumne bhaia ka hatiyar to dekha hoga na?" Hath laga kar dekhun? Ammi ne pucha aur Chachu ki jabab dene se pahale apna hath Chachu ki lund par rakh kar usko tatolne lagee. Apni mutthee Chachu ki lund par kas ke band kar lee aur bole, "bapre, bahut karak hai." Ammi Chachu ki taraf ghumi aur apna hath Chachu ki underwear me ghusa kar Chachu ki phar-pharate hue lund ko elastic ke upar nikal liya. Lund ko kas kar pakare hue ammi apna hath lund ke jar tak le gayee jisse supara bahar a gaya. Supare ki size aur akar dekh kar ammi bahut hairan ho gayee. "Lala kahan chupa rakha tha itne din" ammi ne pucha. Chachu ne kaha, "eheen to tha tumhare samne lekin tumne dhyan nahee diya. Ammi bole, "mujhe kya pata tha ki tumhara itna bara hoga, chote bhai ka laura bare bhai ke laure se bara bhi ho sakta hai, eh mai soch bhi nahee saktee thee." Mujhe ammi ki bindas bole par ascharya hua jab unhone "laura" kaha aur sath hi me bara maza aya. Ammi Chachu ki lund ko apne hath me lekar kinch rahee thee aur kas kar daba rahee thee. Phir Ammi ne apna petticoat apni kamar ke upar utha liya aur Chachu tane hue lund ko apni jangho ke bich le kar ragarne lagee. Ammi Chachu ki taraf karbat le kar let gayee takee Chachu ki lund ko theekh tarah se pakar sake. Ammi chunchee Chachu ki munh ke bilkul pas thee aur Chachu unhe kas kas kar daba raha tha. Achanak ammi ne apni ek chunchee Chachu ke munh me thelte hue kaha, "chuso inko munh me lekar or pio meri rasela mithai."

Chachu ammi ki left chunchee apne munh me bhar liya aur jor jor se chusne laga. Thore der ke liye Chachu unki chunchee ko munh se nikala aur bola, "mai humesha tumhare blouse me kasi chunchee ko dekhta tha aur hairan hota tha. Inko chune ki bahut icchha hotee thee aur dil karta tha ki inhe munh me lekar chusu aur inka rus peeun. Par darta tha pata nahee tum kya socho aur kanhee mujhse naraz na ho jao. Tum nahee jantee bhabhe ki tumne mujhe aur mere lund ko kitna pareshan kiya hai?" "Acchha to aaj apni tamanna puri kar lo, jee bhar kar dabao, chuso aur maze lo; mai to aaj puri ki puri tumharee hun jaisa chahe waisa hi karo" ammi ne kaha.

Phir kaya tha, ammi ki hari jhandee pakar Chachu tut para ammi ki chunchee par. Chachu ke jeev unke kare nipple ko mahasus kar raha tha. Chachu apni jeev ammi ke uthe hue kare nipple par ghumaya. Chachu dono anaron ko kas ke pakare hue tha aur bari bari se unhe chus raha tha. Chachu aise kas kar chuncheeon ko daba raha tha jaise ki unka pura ka pura rus nichor lega. Ammi bhi pura sath de rahee thee. Unke muhh se "oh! oh! ah! ce, ce! ki awaj nikal rahee thee. Chachu se puri taraf se sate hue ammi chachu ki lund ko buri tarah se masal rahee thee aur maror rahee thee. Unhone apni left tang ko Chachu ki kagh ke upar chara diya aur uska lund ko apni jangho ke bich rakh liya. Chachu ko unki jangho ke bich ek mulayam reshmi ehsas hua. Eh ammi ki choot thee. Ammi ne panty nahee pahan rakhee thee aur Chachu ki lund ka supara unki jhantoo me ghum raha tha. Chachu ki sabra ka bandh tut raha tha. Chachu ammi se bola, "bhabhi mujhe kuch ho raha aur mai apne ape me nahee hun, please mujhe batao mai kya karon?" Ammi bole, "tumne kabhi kisi larkee ko choda hai aaj tak?" Chachu bola, "nahee." Kitne dukh ki bat hai. Koi bhi larkee isse dekh kar kaise mana kar saktee hai. Shadee tak aise hi rahne ka irada hai kya? Chachu kya bolta. Chachu ke munh me koi shabd nahee the. Chachu chupchap ammi ki chehere ko dekhte hue chunchee maslta raha. Ammi apna munh Chachu ki munh se bilkul sata diya aur phusphusa kar bolee, "apni bhabhi ko chodoge?'


"Ka ka ka kyon nahee" Chachu bari musjkil se kaha paya. Chachu ki gala sukh raha tha. Ammi bare madak andaz me muskura di aur Chachu ke lund ko azad karte hue bole, "theek hai, lagata hai apne anari dewar raja ko mujhe hi sab kuch sikhana parega. Par guru dakhshina pure man se dena. Chalo apni chadhee utar kar pure nange ho jaoo." Chachu palang par se uter gaya aur apna underwear utar diya. Chachu phir apne tane hie hue lund ko lekar nang dharang apni bhabhi ke samne khara tha. ammi apne raselee hoton ko apne danto me daba kar dekhti rahee aur apne prticoat ka nara keench kar dhela kar diya. "Tum bhi isse utar kar nangee ho jao" kahate hue Chachu ne unka petticoat ko kheencha. Ammi apne chutar upar kar diya jisse ki petticoat unki tango uter kar alag ho gaya.


Ammi ab puri tarah nangee ho kar Chachu ki samne chit pari hui thee. Ammi ne apni tango ko faila diya aur mujhe apni ammi ki reshmi jhanto ke jangal ke bich chupi hue unki raseele gulabee choot ka nazara dekhne ko mila. Night lamp ki halkee roshni me chamakte hue nage jism ko dekhkar mai uttejit ho gaya aur mera lund mare khushi se jhumne laga. Ammi ne ab Chachu ko apne upar charne ko kaha. Chachu turant unke upar let gaya aur ammi ki chunchee ko dabate hue unke raseele hont chusne laga. ammi ne bhi Chachu ko kas kar apne alingan me kas kar jakar liya aur chumma ka jawab dete hue Chachu ke munh me apni jeev thel diya. Hai kya swadist aur raseele jeev thee. Chachu bhi ammi ki jeev ko jor shor se chusne laga. Undono ki chumma pahale pyar ke sath halke me tha aur phir pure josh ke sath.




Kuch der tak to thono ne aise hi chipke rahe, phir Chachu apne hont ammi ki nazuk gallon par ragar ragar kar chumne laga. Phir ammi ne Chachu ki pith par se hath upar la kar uski sar pakar liya aur use neeche ki taraf thela. Chachu apne honth unke honto se unki thodi par laya aur kandho ko chumta hua chunchee par pahuncha. Phir Chachu ne ek bar phir unki chunchee ko masalta hua aur khelta hua katne aur chusne laga. Ammi apni badan ke nichle hisse ko chachu ke badan ke neeche se nikal liya aur ohdono ki tangee ek-dusre se door ho gaye. Apne dayen hath se ammi Chachu ka lund pakar kar use mutthee me bandh kar sahalane lagee aur apne bayen hath se Chachu ki dahina hath pakar kar apni tangoo ke bich le gayee.

Jaise hi Chachu ki hath ammi ki choot par pahuncha unhone apni choot ke dane ko upar se ragar diya. samajhdar ko ishara kafi tha. Chachu unke chunchee ko chusta hua unki choot ko ragane laga. "Lala apni unglee andar dalo na?" kahati hue ammi ne Chachu ki unglee apni choot ke munh par daba diya. Chachu ne apni unglee unki choot ke darar me ghusa diya aur wo puri tarah andar chalee gaye. Jaise jaise Chachu ammi ki choot ke andar muaina karte Chachu ki maza barta gaya. Jaise hi Chachu ki unglee unke choot ke dane se takraya ammi ne jor se siskari le kar apni jangho ko kas kar band kar liya aur choot utha utha kar Chachu ki hath ko chodne lagee. Ammi ki choot se pani baha raha tha. Thori der bad tak aise hi maza lene ke bad Chachu ne apni unglee unki choot se bahar nikal liya aur sidha ho kar ammi ki upar let gaya. Ammi ne apni tange faila di aur Chachu ki farfarate hue lund ko pakar kar supara choot ke muhane par rakh liya. Ammi ki jhanto ka sparsh Chachu ko pagal bana raha tha, phir ammi ne Chachu se bole, "ab apna laura meri bur me ghusao, pyar se ghuserna naheeto mujhe dard hoga, ahhhhh!"

Chachu kaynki nausikhiya tha isiliye shuru shuru me Chachu ko apna lund unki tight choot me ghusane me kafi pareshani hue. Chachu jab jor laga kar lund andar thelna chaha to ammi ko dard bhi hua. Lekin pahale se unglee se chudwa kar ammi ki choot kafi gilee ho gaye thee. Ammi bhi hath se lund ko nishane par laga kar rasta dikha rahee thee aur rasta milte hi Chachu ek hi dhakke me supara andar chala gaya. Isse pahale ki Ammi sambhle ya asan badale, Chachu dusra dhakka lagaya aur pura ka pura lund ammi ki makhhan jaise choot ki jannat me dakhil ho gaya. Ammi chillaii, "uiiii iiiiiii iiiii maaaaaa uhuhuhhhhh oh lala, aise hi kuch der hilna dulna nahee, hi! bara jaleem hai tumhara lund. Mar hi dala mujhe tumne dewar raja." Ammi ko kafi dard ho raha lagta hai. Paheli bar jo itna mota aur lumba lund ammi ke bur me ghusa tha. Chachu apna lund unki choot me ghusa kar chup chap para tha. Ammi ki choot Chachu ki lund pharak rahee thee aur andar hi andar Chachu ki laure ko masal rahee thee. Ammi ki uthi uthi chunchean kafi tezi se upar neeche ho rahe thee. Chachu ne hath barha kar dono chunchee ko pakar liya aur munh me lekar chusne laga. Ammi ko kuch rahat mili aur unhone kamar hilani shuru kar dii.





Ammi Chachu se bole, "lala shuru karo, chodo mujhe. Lelo maza jawanee ka mere rajjjja," aur apni gand hilane lagee. Chachu tahra anaaree. Samajh nahe paya ki kaise shuru kia jai. Pahale Chachu apni kamar upar kiya to lund choot se bahar a gaya. Phir jab neeche kiya to theek nishane par nahee baitha aur Ammi ki choot ko ragarta hua neeche phisal kar gand me jakar phans gaya. Chachu do teen dhakke lagaya par lund choot me wapas jane bajai phisal kar gand me chala jata. Ammi se raha nahee gaya aur tilmila kar kar tana deti hui bole, " anaaree se chodna aur choot ka satyanash, are mere bhole raja jara theek se nishana laga kar thelo nahee to choot ke upar laura ragar ragar kar jhar jaooge." Chachu bola, "bhabhi apne is anaaree dewar ko kuch sikhao, jindagee bhar tumhe guru manuga aur lund ki dakshina dunga."


Ammi lumbee sans leti hue boli, "han lala, mujhe hi kuch karna hoga nahee to dewrani akar kosegee ki tumhe kuch nahee sikhaya." Ammi Chachu ki hath apni chunchee par se hataya aur Chachu ki lund par rakhtee hui bole, "isse pakar kar meri choot ke munh par rakhho aur lagao dhakka jor se." Chachu waise hi kiya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko cherta hua pura ka pura andar chala gaya. Phir ammi ne bole, "ab lund ko bahar nikalo, lekin pura nahee. Supara andar hi rahane dena aur phir dobara pura lund andar pel dena, bas issi tarah se karte raho." Chachu ne waise hi karna shuru kiya aur uska lund dhira dhire ammi ki choot me andar-bahar hone laga. Phir ammi ne speed barha kar karne ko kaha. Chachu ne apni speed barha dee aue tazee se lund andar-bahar karne laga. Ammi ko puri mastee a rahee thee aur wo neeche se kamar utha utha kar har shot ka jawab dene lagee. Lekin jayada speed hone se bar bar Chachu ka lund bahar nikal jata. Isse chudai ka silsila tut jata. Akhir Ammi se raha nahee gaya aur karwat le kar Chachu ko apne upar se utar diya aur Chachu ko chit leta kar uska upar char gayee. Apni jangho ko faila kar bagal kar ke apne gaddedar chutar rakhkar baith gayee. Ammi ki choot Chachu ke lund par thee aur hath Chachu ka kamar ko pakare hue thee aur bole, "mai dikhatee hun ki kaise chodte hai," aur Chachu ki upar let kar dhakka lagaya. Chachu ka lund ghap se choot ke andar dakhil ho gaya. Ammi ne apni raseeli chunchee Chachu ki chatee par ragarte hue apne gulabee hont Chachu ki hont par rakh diya aur Chachu ki munh me jeev thel diya. phir ammi ne maze se kamar hila hila kar shot lagana shuru kiya. Bare kas kas kar shot laga rahee thee meri pyari ammi. choot Chachu ke lund ko apne me samaye hue tezee se upar neeche ho rahee thee. Chachu ko lag raha tha ki oh jannat pahunch gaya hai. Ab position ultee ho gayee thee. Ammi mano mard thee jo ki apni mashuka ko kas kas kar chod raha tha. Jaise jaise Ammi ki mastee barh rahee thee unke shot bhi tez hote ja rahe the. Ab Ammi Chachu ki upar uska kandho ko pakar kar ghutne ke bal baith gayee aur jor jor se kamar hila kar lund ko tezee se andar-bahar lene lagee. Ammi ka sara badan hil raha tha aur sanse tez tez chal rahee thee.Ammi ki chuncheea tezi se upar neeche ho rahee thee. Chachu se raha nahee gaya aur hath barha kar dono chunchee ko pakar liya aur jor jor se masalne laga. Ammi ek sadhe hue khilari ki tarah kaman apne haton me liye hue yhee aur kas kas kar shot laga rahee thee. Jaise jaise ammi ne jharne ke kareeb a rahee thee ammi ki raftar barhti ja rahee thee. Kamre me phach phach ki awaj gunj rahee thee. Jab ammi sans phul gayee to khud neeche akar Chachu ko apne upar kinch liya aur tango ko faila kar upar utha liya aur bole, "mai thak gayee mere rajjjja, ab tum morcha sambhaloooo."



Chachu jhat unki jangho ke bich baith gaya aur nishana laga kar jhatke se lund andar dal diya aur unke upar let kar danadan shot lagane laga. ammi ne apni tang ko Chachu ka kamar par rakh kar Chachu ko jakar liya aur jor jor se chutar utha utha kar chudai me sath dene lagee. Chachu bhi ab utna anaaree nahee raha aur ammi ki chunchee ko masalte hue thaka thak shot laga raha tha. Kamara undono ki chudai ki awaj se bhara para tha. Ammi apni kamar hila kar chutar utha utha kar chuda rahee thee aur bole ja rahee thee, "ahhh aaahhhhh unhhhh ooohhhh oooohhhhh haaaaaan haaaaai meeeere rajjjjja, maaaaaaar gayyyyyye reeeee, lalllllla choooood re choooood. Uiiiiiiii meeeeeeriiiii maaaaa, phaaaaaaat gaaaaaayeeee reeeeee aaaaaaj to meri choot. Meeeeera to duuuum nikkkkkal tuuuuune toooo aaaaj. baraaaaa jaaaaaleeem haaaaaire tuuuumhaaaaaara laura, ekduuuum maheeeen massssssala peeeeess diyyyyya reeeeee." Chachu bhi ab bol raha tha, "leeeee meriiiii raniiii, leeee leeeee mera laura apniiiii okhleeeee meeeee. Baraaaaa tarpayyyyyya hai tuneeee mujheeee. leeeee leeee, leeee meriiiii bhabhiiiii yeh lund abbbbb teraaaa hiiii hai. Ahhhhhh! uhhhhhhhh kya jannat ka mazaaaaa sikhayaaaaa tuneeeee. Mai to teraaaaa gulam hoooooo gayaaaa."


Ammi gand uchal uchal kar Chachu ki lund apne choot me le rahee thee aur Chachu bhi pure josh ke sath ammi ki chuncheon ko masal masal kar apni bhabhi ko chode ja raha tha. Ammi Chachu ko lalkar kar kahati, lagao shot mere raja", aur chachu jawab deta, "yeh le meri rani, le le apni choot me". "Jara aur jor se sarkao apna lund meri choot me mere raja", "yeh le meri rani, yeh lund to tere liye hi hai." "Dekho rajjjja meri choot to tere lund ki diwanee ho gayee, aur jor se aur jor se aaaaeeeeeeeee mere rajjjjjjja. Mai gayeeeeeeeeeee reeee," kahate hue meri Ammi ne Chachu ko kas kar apni bahon me jakar liya aur unki choot ne jwalamukhi ka lava chor diya. Ab tak Chachu ka bhi lund pani chorne wala tha aur chachu bola, "mai bhi ayaaaaaa meri jaaaaan," aur Chachu bhi apna lund ka pani chor diya aur Chachu ne hafte hue unki chunchee par sir rakh kar kas ke chipk kar let gaya. Yeh Chachu ki pahali chudai thee. Isiliye Chachu ko kafi thakan mahasus ho rahee thee. Chachu ammi ke sine par sar rakh kar so gaya. Ammi bhi ek hath se Chachu ka sir ko dhire dhire se sahalate hue dusre hath se Chachu ki pith sahala rahee thee.

Kuch der bad hosh aya to Chachu Ammi ke rasele honton ke chumban lekar unhe jagaya. Ammi ne karwat lekar Chachu ko apne upar se hataya aur Chachu ko apni bahon me kas kar kan me phus-phusa kar boli, "lala tumne to kamal kar diya, kya gajab ka takat hai tumhare lund me." Chachu utter diya, "kamal to apne kar diya hai bhabhi, ajtak to mujhe malum hi nahee tha ki apne lund ko kaise istimal kaise karna hai. Yeh to apki meherbani hai jo ki aj mere lund ko apki choot ki sewa karne ka mauka mila." Abtak Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ke bahar jhanto ke jangal me ragar mar raha tha. Ammi ne apni mulayam hathelion me Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar sahalana shuru kiya. Ammi ki unglee Chachu ka andoon se khel rahi thee. Ammi ki najuk unglion ke sparsh pakar Chachu ka lund bhi jag gaya aur ek angraee lekar Ammi ki choot par thokar marne laga. Ammi ne kas kar Chachu ka lund ko kaid kar liya aur boli, "bahut jan tumhare lund me, dekho phir se phar-pharane laga, ab mai isko chorungee." Oh dono agal bagal lete hue the. Ammi ne Chachu ko chit leta diya, aur Chachu ka tang par apni tang chara chara kar lund ko hath se umethene lagee. Sath hi sath Ammi apni kamar hilate hue apni jhant aur choot Chachu ki jangh par ragarne lagee. Ammi ki choot pichlee chudai se abhitak gili thee aur uska sparsh Chachu ko pagal banae hue tha. Ab Chachu se raha nahee gaya aur karwat lekar ammi ki taraf munh karke let gaya. Ammi ki chunchee ko munh me daba kar chuste hue apni unglee choot me ghusa kar sahalane laga. Ammi vi ek siskari lekar Chachu se kas kar chipat gayee aur jor jor se kamar hilate hue Chachu ka unglee se chudwane lagee. Apne hath se Chachu lund ko kas kar jor jor se muth mar rahee thee. Chachu ka lund pure josh me akar lohe ki tarah sakth ho gaya tha. Ab ammi ko betabi had se jyada barh gayee thee aur kuhd chit ho kar Chachu ko apne upar kinch liya. Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar apni choot par rakhtee hui bole, "aaoo mere raja, second round ho jaye."

Chachu vi jhatka mar utha kar dhakka diya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko chirta hua jar tak dhans gaya. Ammi chiilh uthee aur bole, "jeeo mere raja, kya shot mara. Ab mere sikhaye hue tareeke se shot par shot maro aur phar do meri choot ko." Ammi ka adesh pa-kar Chachu to dune josh me aa gaya aur ammi ki chunchee ko pakar kar humach humach kar ammi ki choot me lund pelne laga. Unglee ki chudai se ammi ki choot gili ho gayee thee aur Chachu ka lund satasat andar-bahar ho raha tha. Ammi neeche se kamar utha utha kar har shot ka jawab pure josh ke sath de rahee thee. Ammi ne dono haton se Chachu ka kamar ko pakar rakhha tha aur jor jor se apni choot me lund ghuswa rahee thee. Ammi Chachu ko itna uthati thee ki bas lund ka supara andar rahata aur phir jor neeche kinchtee huee ghap se lund choot me ghuswa letee theen. Pure kamare me undono ka sans aur ghapa-ghap, phach-phach ki awaj gunj rahee thee.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

AMMI CHUDI UNCLE SE

LAST PART
Jab un dono ki tal se tal mil gayee tab ammi ne apne hath neeche lakar Chachu ka chutar ko pakar liya aur kas kas kar dabochtae hue maza lene lagee. Kuch der bad Ammi ne kaha, "aaoo ek naya asan sikhatee hun," aur Chachu ko apne upar se hata kar kinare kar diya. Chachu ka lund 'pak' ki awaj sath bahar nikal aaya. Chachu chit leta hua tha aur uska lund pure josh ke sath sidha khara tha. Ammi uth kar ghutno aur hathelion par Chachu ka bagal me baith gayee. Chachu apna lund ko hath me pakar kar unki harkat dekhta raha. Ammi ne Chachu ka lund par se hath hata kar Chachu ko keecnhte kar uthate hue kaha, "aise pare pare kya dekh rahe ho, chalo ab uth kar peeche se meri choot me apni lund ko ghusao." Chachu bhi uth kar Ammi ke peeche aakar ghutne ke bal baith gaya aur lund ko hath se pakar kar Ammi ki choot par ragarne laga. Kya mast gol gol gadde dar gand thee. Ammi ne jangh ko phaila kar apne chutar upar ko utha diye jisse ki unki raseeli choot saf nazar aane lagee. Ammi ka ishara samajh kar Chachu ne lund ka supara unki choot par rakh kar dhakka diya aur Chachu ka lund ammi ki choot ko chirta hua jar tak dhans gaya. Ammi ne ek siskaree bhar kar apni gand peeche kar ke Chachu ka jangh se chipka dee. Chachu bhi ammi ki pith se chipak kar let gaya aour bagal se hath dal kar unki dono chicnee ko pakar kar masalne laga. ammi bhi mastee me dhira dhira chutar ko age-peeche karke maze lene lagee. Ammi ki mulayam chutar Chachu ka mastee ko dougna kar rahee thee. Chachu ka lund unki raseeli choot me aram se age-peeche ho raha tha.





Kuch der tak chudai ka maza lene ke bad Ammi bole, "cahlo rajjja ab age utha kar shot lagao, ab raha nahee jata." Chachu utha kar seedha ho gaya aur bhabhi ke chutar ko dono hathon se kas kar pakar kar choot me hamala shuru kar diya. Jaisa ki ammi ne sikhaya tha Chachu aise hi pura lund dhire se bahar nikal kar jor se andar kar deta. Shuru me to Chachu ne dhire dhire kiya lekin josh barhta gaya aur dhakko ki raftar barhtee gayee. Dhakka lagate samay Chachu ammi ke chitar ko kas ke apni aoor keench leta taki shot tagara pare. Ammi bhi usi raftar se apne chutar ko age-peeche kar rahee thee. Un dono ki sanse tej ho gayee thee. Ammi ki mastee pure parwan par thee. Nage jism jab apas me takrate to ghap-ghap ki awaj aatee. Kafi der tak Chachu unhee kamar pakar dhakka lagata raha. Jab halat bekaboo hone lagee tab ammi ko phir se chit leta kar un par sawar ho gaya aur chudai ka daur chaloo rakha. Oh dono hee paseene se lathpath ho gaye thee par koii bhi rukne ka nam nahee le raha tha. Tabhi ammi ne Chachu ko kas kar jakar liya aur apni tange unki chutar par rakh diya aur kas kar jor jor se kamar hilate hue chipak kar jhar gayee. Unke jharne ke bad Chachu bhi Ammi ki chunchee ko masalte hue jhar gaya aur haften hue unke upar let gaya. Un dono ki sanse jor jor se chal rahee thee aur oh dono kafi der tak ek-dusre se chipk kar pare rahe.

Kuch der bad ammi bole, "kayon lala kaisee lagee humari choot ki chudai?" Chachu bola, "hai bhabhi jee karta hai ki jindagee bhar issi tarah se tumharee choot me lund dale para rahun." "Jab tak tumhare bhaiya wapas nahee aatee, yeh choot tumharee hai, jaise marzee ho maze lo, ab thore der aaram karten hai." "Nahee bhabhi, kam se kam ek bar aur ho jai. Dekho mera lund abhi bhi bekarar hai." Ammi ne Chachu ka lund ko pakar kar kaha, "yeh to aise rahega hi, choot ki khusbu jo mil gayee hai. Par dekho rat ke teen baj gaye hai, agar subah time se nahee uthen to paroseon ko shak ho jayega. Abhi to sara din samne hai aur age ke itne din humare hai. Jee bhar kar mastee lena. Mera kaha manoge to roj naya swad chakungee." bhabhi ka kahana maan kar Chachu bhi jiid chor dee aur apna khat me lot gaya.
Ammi karwat le kar let gayee aur mujhe apne se sata liya or meri kano me phis phisa ke boli “beta hume pata hai tujhay aj neendh nahi aya hai hum dono ki karikrom dekh dekh kar. Beta apni ammi ki laj rakhna, jo aj tune dekha is bare me tera peta ji ko kuch nahi bolna”. Mai fisfisa ke bola “thik hai ammi lakin chachu ke sath jo vi tum rat me korogi humko sab dikhna hai”. Ammi boli “chal thik hai, aj jaise tu sob kuch dekh lia ayse hi hor roj dekh lena.Ab soja kal tujhay to college vi jana hai na”. Yeah bol ke ammi phir eak karwat le ke mera taraf pith karke so gayee. Maine bhi ammi ki gand ki darar me lund phansa kar ammi ki boray boray chuncheeon ko dono hathon me pakar liya aur ammi ke kandhe ko chumta hua let gaya. Ammi ki chunchio ko dhire dhire masalte masalte ma beta ki Neend kab ayee iska pata hi nahee chala.


(END)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

SOME WOMENS ARE VERY CLAVER


Jayant and I had been married almost 12 months, 12 glorious fun-filled and sex-filled months! For us it had been love at first sight and we were married in a little over a month after meeting, and it seemed like we'd been on a permanent honeymoon ever since! Everyone said we were perfectly matched, both of medium height, both dark haired, both reasonably good looking.
Jayant and his best friend Prakash had been almost inseparable all though college and college, they were closer than most brothers. And it was Prakash who was Jayant’s best man at our wedding. I liked Prakash, in fact I liked him a lot.
But, next to Jayant I couldn't think of another man that I liked more or got on better with, and I had made it quite plain right at the outset that I had no intention of interfering in their very special relationship.
They were free to continue to go to the club, adda together. Occasionally, I would go along with them, but most times they went off on their own. But over the last couple of months we had started to see less and less of Prakash.
Jayant could not understand it, and even though I had an idea what the problem might be I could not have just said it and if I had, I doubt Jayant would have believed me.
So one night Jayant invited Prakash over for dinner and flatly refused to take no for an answer. He was determined to find out what the problem was. As he kept on saying, you can't start to resolve something until you know what it is, and Prakash was too important in his life to just let things fade away.
The dinner went quite well as the three of us laughed and joked and told stories of happenings at our respective work places, but as soon as the dinner was over it was clear that Prakash was becoming uncomfortable and was looking for an excuse to leave.

Finally Jayant could stand it no longer and jumped to his feet, "Ok, Prakash, what's the problem? You've been deliberately avoiding us of late.
Prakash looked even more uncomfortable, then he sighed, "Look Jayant, things change and people change, and I think maybe it's time I started getting on with my life instead of getting in the way of you and Divyani all the time." Jayant looked quite shocked. “But you've never been in the way, has he Divyani? You're my best friend, I thought the three of us were getting on like a house of fire.”

Prakash looked directly at jayant for the first time, "OK, you're right, I do owe you honesty. Do you remember that time in the coffee shop when you first laid eyes on Divyani?" Jayant grinned widely, "How can I ever forget that!" he said, Prakash took a huge breath and almost closed his eyes, "Well, you weren't the only one that fell head over heels in love with Divyani. you just moved a hell of a lot quicker than me.”

Jayant stared at me a little wide eyed, "I didn't know" he said, then turned back to Prakash and a huge grin came onto his face " but that's even more reason why you should stay, because you know that both of us love you too!".
I knew that it was time for me to come to Prakash’s rescue a little, I stood up and walked over to Jayant and took his face in my hands, forcing him to look directly at me. "You can't be that dumb, Jayant! Can't you see that you love me and you can express it fully! Prakash loves me and he can't. Don't you realise the enormous strain that's putting on him?",
Total blankness stared back at me for a moment, then I saw a glimmer of understanding start to form, "You mean?" Jayant gasped.
"Yes, I mean Prakash wants to fuck me. And if the only way to stop you two from throwing away a very special friendship is to let that happen, then I think we should.”

I heard the strangled gasp from Prakash, and Jayant’s jaw dropped so fast and so far that for a moment I thought he'd dislocated it. But I wasn't about to stop now, so moving away from Jayant I went over to Prakash and dropped to my knees in front of him and placed my hands on his knees, feeling the shaking of his body, “Jayant’s right, Prakash, if we don't have complete honesty then our friendship isn't worth anything. I've known from the very first day that you loved me! and I've known from the very first day that you wanted me sexually. But I've never played on that or used that knowledge or abused your feelings in any way, have I?", he groaned, shaking his head, "but that doesn't mean that I don't have feelings for you too! Feelings of love, and yes! Feelings of sexual desire!", I saw the shocked surprised in Prakash’s eyes and heard another strangled gasp, this time from Jayant. “There's no way I'm going to allow you to walk away from your special relationship with Jayant, it's too important, and since I'm the cause of the problem, then I'm the one that should leave.”
The shock became a vehement “No” from both of them, but I stood up and moved towards the door, and looked from one to the other, “it's up to you. we can either respect our feelings and all be together, or I can leave!, when you've made your decision , I'll be in my room.” and I walked out on two very stunned and startled men.

I knew I was taking a huge gamble, risking everything that we'd established over the past year, not least of which, my marriage. But I felt strongly that it was worth the risk. So I walked into my room, slowly took off my clothes and lay on the bed, I guess a very slow 10 minutes went by before the bedroom door opened, and I silently let out the breath I didn't even know I'd been holding as I saw Prakash standing there looking somewhat awkward and nervous, he swallowed noisily, "Jayant said to tell you he's gone down lock the garage door.”
All the time he was trying to keep his eyes away from my naked body - and failing miserably. I lifted my hand and beckoned him forward, and he moved slowly over to stand by the bed, “Prakash, I'm so glad you decided to stay, why don't you take off those clothes and help me celebrate.” He was shocked again, but his hands moved up to his shirt and took it off, then to his trousers and took that off too, and I could see the huge bulge in his pants, and I found myself becoming incredibly excited.
Then he removed his pants and it was my turn to let out a startled gasp. Prakash was absolutely massive. He stood there awkwardly, looking half embarrassed and half apologetic, as my wide eyes drank in his enormous tool. Jayant was a very healthy 8 inched, but Prakash topped him by a good inch to an inch and a half.
Almost in a daze I sat up and reached out and took his huge cock in my hands, even putting my hands together they barely managed to encompass the girth of his incredible cock. I saw him shudder and his knees dip as I allowed my hands to stroke slowly to the base of his throbbing cock and back to the top, then I leaned forward and brushed my lips over its tip. I could feel the incredible heat radiating from it, feel the power of his need and desire for me, so I let it go and lay back on the pillow and smiled up at him, "Yes Prakash, oh yes, make love to me, I want your beautiful, beautiful, cock deep inside me." with a groan of frustrated lust he slumped to the bed beside me and took me into his arms and began to kiss me. Deep, hungry, passionate kisses. And I returned them in full measure, letting my own previously unspoken lust for him come to the surface! His hands were everywhere over my body, stroking and fondling my breasts and my ass, and occasionally slipping between my legs to stroke and probe my hot, juicy pussy. And my hands were all over him too, his chest, his back, his ass, but most of all his magnificent hot, throbbing cock.

Even though we were both releasing over 12 months of unfulfilled and unexpressed desire, and there was a certain amount of urgency in our movements, it was still an incredibly gentle, loving coming together. As we explored each other's bodies we also began to verbalize our thoughts and feelings "Oh Divyani.” he whispered, "You have such fantastic breasts, so ripe, so succulent, oh god I've wanted to see them and touch them for so long.” And he ran his lips and tongue over them, lashing then gently sucking on my super sensitive nipples and sending shivers of delight running right through my body. And his fingers played gently with my pussy, stroking up and down the outer lips and occasionally slipping a finger inside to tease and arouse my already swollen clitoris. At the same time, I was stroking his massive cock and fondling his heavy balls, and at one point said "Wow, you seem to have a couple of litres of juices stored in here.” he pulled away slightly and grinned down at me, "Yes, I've been saving it up just for you.”

I chuckled hotly, "Oh, so you haven't been wasting any of it in your bedroom late at night stroking your massive dick while thinking of me?,” he flushed, then laughed, "I'd forgotten how perceptive you are" he said, "but you're right, I've been beating my meat over you for the passed 12 months,” I grinned up at him, delighted that we'd finally re-established that light banter between us that had characterized the first few months after we'd met, "Then let's not waste any more of that gorgeous juice!" I said " don't you think it's time you put that big cock to use and fucked me?” Yes" he cried out, and wasted no more time. Still slowly and gently he began to slide his cock into my eager, receptive pussy. I felt myself being forced wider and wider to accommodate his amazing cock, and I could see the concern in his eyes, and his fear of hurting me seemed to spur me on, "Please Prakash." I urged, "I want you inside me, all the way inside me. God it feels so good, so big!, so good!! harder Prakash. Deeper. That's right, fuck me Prakash, fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck me.”
Then I felt his huge balls bump against my ass cheeks and I knew he was in me to the hilt and I nearly screamed with delight. I guess I must have screamed a little because Prakash stopped dead, "are you alright?" he asked, worriedly, "Oh yes Prakash.” I moaned, "I'm better than alright! it's fantastic having your big cock inside me, absolutely fantastic, oh Prakash, please, please, please."

So he began to move his big cock in and out, slowly at first, then more rapidly, driving me upwards to a series of orgasms, each one growing in intensity, "Oh Divyani." he moaned, "You're so beautiful, so tight, so hot." And his tongue lashed my nipples and breasts, then moved to engage me in a deep passionate kiss, and all the time his huge cock was plunging and plundering my eager pussy. And I was lifting to meet him, thrust for thrust, urging him on with my body, my hands, my lips, my tongue and my words. We were both like wild animals getting wilder. Then he cried out, "oh god, Divyani, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!!" and his huge cock exploded like a gigantic volcano, spewing its hot lava deep into my jerking, writhing pussy, because I was cumming too. Waves and waves of my own juices began cascading over his spewing cock, driving him even wilder in his orgasm. And it just seemed to go on and on and on and on. And it felt sooo, sooo good. When we finally came to a shuddering halt we were too exhausted to move, we lay in each other's arms and kissed gently and lovingly, and that's the way we were when Jayant finally entered the room.

We broke apart quickly, and both looked over at Jayant, and I knew that this was the crunch moment, I felt a slight shiver of fear pass through me and I know Prakash sensed it and his hand came over to briefly squeeze mine. I searched Jayant’s eyes for any hint of anger or reproach, but couldn't find any at all, he simply moved into the room and walked around to my side of the bed and sat down beside me, he reached out and brushed his hand across my face, "I'm sorry I was so stupid and insensitive" he said, then a grin came to his face and a twinkle into his eyes and he added, "and I'm sorry I forgot to warn you about that.” And he nodded towards Prakash’s semi erect cock. I grinned right back at him, a huge sense of relief flowing through me, "Yeah! well it was an unexpected shock, but I think I adjusted,” he glanced down at my pussy, still seeping a little of Prakash’s cum juice, "Do you think I'll still fit in there?' he asked, I reached up and touched his face, sensing that his uncertainty and pain was quite real, despite his levity, "there's only one way to absolutely sure," I said, deliberately seductively and hotly.
He lifted one eyebrow in question, "right now, you mean?', I grinned and glanced at Prakash, "I'm sure Prakash wont mind if my husband fucks me,” it was Prakash’s turn to grin as he slid from his side of the bed and moved towards the door, "Well it was time for a nice cool drink anyway. Have fun people.”
He had hardly cleared the doorway before Jayant had his clothes off and was wrapping me in his arms and giving me a tight, tight hug, before starting to run his hands and lips over my naked body, and within minutes he had the answer he desperately needed. I was responding to the fire in his body with a fire of my own, a new, more powerful fire, he sensed it and it delighted him. But it was when he finally shafted his own big cock deep into my pussy that his fears were finally laid to rest. Even though I knew what had been going through his mind, I was still surprised at his surprise when he said "my god, you're still so tight,” I snuggled deeper into his embrace, "Not just still tight, but still eager for your fantastic cock, now why don't you fuck your horny wife,” I whispered, so he did, with a great deal of enthusiasm. Not once, but twice.

I guess Prakash finally got tired of being on his own, so just as we were winding down from the second great fuck he wandered back into the bedroom carrying a couple of tall glasses filled with cool liquid, and sat on the bottom of the bed and handed them to us. I took a sip, grateful for its coolness after all that incredible activity, then I looked from one to the other, two beautiful, exciting men, both totally naked, both sporting semi erections on their generously proportioned cocks and from today both are mine. The enormous pleasure of Fucking Prakash was worth the risk I took by playing the gamble. From now on I can fuck these two close friends to my hearts content. What more could any woman want?

Then I broke the growing silence, "I meant what I said earlier, from now on it has to be the three of us together in everything. Do you understand?", Jayant looked over at Prakash and noticed the nervous flush on his face and then looked back at me and he smiled "You're not going to get any arguments from me, and I don't think there'll be any from Prakash either, but do you think you can handle the both of us together?"
Not only did I think it, I spent the rest of the night proving it. Fucking Prakash while sucking Jayant and fucking jayant while sucking Prakash. Now that was an experience, sucking Prakash’s big cock. And when he came in my mouth I thought I was going to drown.
And by the time the sun crept over the horizon to welcome in a new day, we were welcoming in a new chapter in our lives.
(TO BE CONTINUED)

[Ramesh_Rocky]

THE FIRST FUCK I SAW


This is not fiction. The names of the people involved, including mine, have been changed for obvious reasons. But believe me, it is all true, though it happened a long time ago, when I was just a kid. Although I am a rich businessman now, I come from a very poor family. I was the only child of my parents. My father owned a tea-shop in a suburban area of Kerala. We lived in a small house behind the tea-shop. My parents worked hard to make both ends meet. Since they were fairly educated people and understood the value of education well, they had high ambitions regarding my own education. I was not bad at studies. Though I was an only child, I was not a spoiled one. I was very obedient to my parents. Looking back, I think that we were a happy family, despite our poverty.

Then things began to change for us. My father fell ill seriously and, after remaining bedridden for nearly a year, he died. I was only twelve then. After his death, my mother tried to run our tea-shop alone. But she soon found out that she could not do it on her own. I suggested to her that I could stop going to college and help her in the tea-shop. But she would not allow that, even though our financial condition was fast becoming from bad to worse. During my father's long illness, we had to borrow a lot of money from our friends and relatives.

They were now coming to our house almost everyday and demanding their money back. It was during this time that a woman in our neighbourhood told my mother that an old couple in our locality were looking for a servant-woman who could do all the household work and take care of them by staying with them in their house. My mother and I went to see this old couple. We found that they were in their fifties. The old man, who was called Vasu, was a retired college-teacher. His wife's name was Parvathi. They had a son and a daughter who were now married and were living abroad with their respective families. Vasu and Parvathi wanted to know if my mother had any previous experience of working as a servant-woman. When my mother told them that she had the experience of running a tea-shop for more than ten years, they were more than satisfied and were ready to take my mother in as the servant-woman of their house. They warned her that she would have to do all the work alone without any complaints. My mother agreed.

Thus we started a new life. To clear all our debts, my mother sold the tea-shop and our house and we moved into the house of the old couple. It was not a big house. It was a rather old-fashioned house. We were given a small room behind the kitchen to live in. The old couple seemed to be good people. Parvathi was initially a little reserved when she talked with my mother. But when she saw that my mother was a good and hard-working woman, she became quite attached to her. The old woman was a very talkative type. But she was ill most of the time. So my mother had to take good care of her. Vasu, on the other hand, was a quiet man. He hardly opened his mouth in the house. But he seemed to be kind hearted. Since he had been a college-teacher, I would often take his help with my lessons. He was always eager to help. My mother was thankful to him for that. The old couple did not have many visitors in their house, therefore they valued our company very much.

Most of what my mother earned as salary was spent on my education. Often it was not enough. Sometimes when I asked for money to buy books or other things she would borrow from Parvathi. Parvathi would tell her that the borrowed amount would be cut from her next month's salary. But often my mother would get the full salary itself; the old woman would ask her to forget the money she had borrowed. The old woman was kind to my mother in many other ways also. Often, when her children sent her presents from abroad, she would give something or the other to my mother. I used to wonder why she was being so kind to us. But soon Parvathi was to ask something from my mother in return for all the kindness she was showering on us.

One day I was in my room studying for my exams. My mother was in the kitchen. Parvathi came to the kitchen and struck a conversation with my mother. At first I was not paying any attention to what she was talking. Then when I realized that she was discussing Vasu's sex life, I naturally began to listen attentively. The old woman was saying that in his youth her husband had been rather shy. He had not taken much interest in sexual activities. It was only after their children had grown up that he began to show a keen desire for sex.

And now, even in his old age he was showing a wild interest in sex which, she said, was very embarrassing. She said that she felt pity for the poor man because he had failed to enjoy himself fully during his "best times."

" What can I do?" she told my mother." At my age I cannot satisfy his hunger. Moreover, he does no desire me at all. I feel sorry for him." Here she paused. Then she said to my mother," You can help him." There was another pause. Then she told my mother in very plain words that she could help him by having sex with him. My heart was beating wildly when heard this. I was waiting with abated breath to see how my mother was going to react. She was undoubtedly shocked to hear this, just like me. There was silence for a few moments from her part. Then she told Parvathi that she could not even think of doing it, that it was a sin and the gods would never forgive her. To my amazement the old woman became quite angry. She reminded my mother of the many times she had helped her. She called my mother


a thankless woman. Then she suddenly started to cry. She told my mother that she was ready to fall on her feet. "I can't bear to see him suffer," she said, weeping." That's why I'm begging you. He cannot do it with an outside woman, because then somehow people will know. You live in our house. You are not an outsider. So there is no danger of anybody finding out. Besides, at his age do you think that he will be very demanding? Just let him hold you once in a while. That's all." She kept on talking like this obstinately and eventually my mother was forced to say yes to her strange request. Parvathi was overjoyed. She thanked my mother again and again. Then she said," I will send him to your room tonight, after Hari is asleep."

I was fourteen when this happened. At that time I had already started experimenting with sex. I used to talk a lot about sex with my friends and we also used to watch a lot of adult movies in the local theatres. But none of us - at least, not me - had ever seen a blue film. It was my greatest desire to see a blue film. My mother was in her late thirties at that time. She was a very beautiful woman with a whitey complexion and a body which was the dream of every man. At my age I was very much aware of the sensuality of her body. We shared a single room and it was impossible for me to turn a blind eye to her voluptuous figure. I used to feel very guilty when I found myself eying at her large stans,(breasts) her midriff, her deep navel. But she was not at all aware of my feelings. She thought that I was still a small kid. Sometimes she would change her sari standing right in front of me. And I already knew that Vasu had an eye on her. Although he hardly talked with my mother, I had so many times seen him gazing at her body longingly.

That night mother was very silent. She was very thoughtful while we were having our dinner in the kitchen. After eating, we entered our room. There were two cots in the room, put close together. I slept on one - on the one next to the wall - and my mother slept on the other. The room was very small. Most of the floor area was taken up by the cots. I laid down. She also laid down after switching off the light. "Hari, have you studied everything for your exam tomorrow?" she asked me now. "Yes, mother," I replied. Then silence fell in our room. The window was open and silvery moonlight was flooding into the room. I was not going to sleep. My young mind was almost bursting with anticihusbandon and excitement.

The clock in the drawing room of the house struck ten. A motherent later Vasu knocked at the door and called my mother's name softly. My mother sat up. She looked at me. I did not move a muscle. I was lying wide awake with one arm placed on my forehead. She could not see my eyes. But I was afraid that she might hear my rapid heartbeats. When she felt sure that I was asleep, she got up and opened the door. Vasu looked at her briefly and stepped in. "Hari is sleeping?" he asked.

"Yes," my mother replied.

He looked nervous." I am not able to sleep," he said. He slowly paced up to window. Then he said, in a slightly shaking voice, " I have a slight headache. Can I lie down here for a while?"

She did not reply. Nevertheless, he sat down and slowly laid down on her cot. He was wearing only his mundu. His torso was bare. Though Vasu was old he had a fairly healthy body. He was a stout man with a large belly. His chest was very hairy. He looked at my mother who was standing near the door not knowing what to do.



"Come," he said," you also lie down." My mother hesitated. Then she stepped closer to the cot. He shifted his position to the edge of the cot. " Lie here," he said, patting gently to indicate that he wanted her to lie between him and me. For some reason he wanted to lie at the edge. This position suited me also, because if he was to lie between me and my mother then I would not be able to see what he was going to do to her.

My mother climbed on the cot at the foot and moved on all fours to reach him. Her sari slid off her shoulder, revealing her big, round tits, packed tightly in her white blouse. The sight of the two stans seemed to freeze Vasu with excitement for a brief moment. My mother covered herself again and reclined gently, resting her head on the pillow, a little away from him. I was sure that she was hardly touching him. But he could not keep from touching her. He lay unmoving for a while. Then he raised himself on his elbow and continued to gaze at her lips, her neck, her stans…her whole body for a long time, as if he was seeing a woman for the first time.

Then, completely overcome by the passion, he grasped her shoulder and bent down to kiss her face. She turned her face away from him. He lowered his head further and managed to plant kisses on her cheeks, chin and lips. He chooma her a number of times, all noisy, wet kisses that reflected the great lust he was having for her. Then he straightened and looked at her briefly. He then slowly pulled away her sari from her shoulder, uncovering her stans and belly. My mother impulsively crossed her hands in front of her bosom to cover her boobs. He brushed away her hands imhusbandently and placed his palm on her somewhat large belly, on the smooth, warm area just below her navel and started to move his hand up. When he reached the navel, he dug his middle finger into it and circled it around a number of times. Then his hand moved to her midriff. A sudden aaah escaped her when he squeezed the soft milk white flesh there which had doubled up deliciously with age. Then his hand began to journey to her stans. His palm gently cupped one stan and moved in a circle all over it, as if to feel its size and rotundity.

Finally his palm rested at its tip and he squeezed the tit five times, pressing down as he squeezed. I counted as he squeezed. He did the same with the other stan. Though my mother tried to stop him by holding his hand a couple of times, she was in reality enjoying it all. But she was frightened. Frightened that I may wake up, frightened to reveal her passion to this old man who until now she had respected as she would respect a father, frightened because she knew that what they were doing was naked sin. She kept on breathing fast and she gulped a number of times between her aaahs, as if her mouth was watering. Vasu now sat up excitedly. He proceeded to undo the hooks of her blouse one by one. My mother whispered to him," Aiyo, please, not now! What if Hari wakes up?" The old man ignored her protests completely. She glanced at me timidly, then she looked at his hands which were husbandently undoing one hook after another as the thin material of her blouse began to strain because her stans seemed to be growing bigger and bigger every second.

Finally, as the last hook was undone, my mother's big boobs seemed to jump out to their freedom. They were big, as big as ripe coconuts, with dark choochees that were fully erect. I was quite taken aback by the length of the choochees. Each choochee was almost as long as my little finger. Vasu was trying unsuccessfully to grab one boob in each of his palm. He would hold both boobs in a firm grip and try to lift them up. First he would seem to succeed, then the smooth tits would just slither out of his hand. He then ran the flat of his palms all over the boobs greedily and kneaded them, first gently and then, as his passion grew, a little roughly.

He took the choochees between each thumb and forefinger and pulled them up vigorously. My mother aaahed," Ummm…aahhh…" I almost ejaculated when I heard that aaah. Of course, I was not masturbating. I was not even holding my ling which, naturally, was very much erect. I was simply longing to jerk off, though. But my situation was such that I could not move a muscle. The old man lowered his head and started licking the choochee and the surrounding area of one stan. He opened his mouth wide and took the choochee and also a large portion of the stan itself into his mouth. Then he slowly lifted his head, letting the stan and the choochee slither out. He repeated this several times. Then he suddenly asked my mother to take off her blouse completely. She hesitated and threw a glance at me. Then, raising her torso , she peeled off her blouse. She looked like a sex goddess now. She had fleshy shoulders and arms and a slightly bulging belly. Her long, straight hair hung loose and seemed to cover her back completely. Age had only made her body nothing but juicy. Yes, I was thinking that she looked like a ripe and juicy mango. She raised her arms to tie her hair and I watched in delight how her big bobs joggled from side to side with her movements.

Now Vasu couldn't hold himself any longer. With his free hand he pulled away his mundu and dropped it on the floor. Underneath he had nothing else on. He was stark naked! I saw his ling. It was a large organ, nearly six inches long. It was not yet fully erect. Grabbing my mother by her shoulders he climbed over her. "No," she said, trying to push him off her," not now. Hari will wake up." But the old man was not to be stopped." We will not make much noise," he whispered to her and started kissing her cheeks and lips noisily as before, but now with double the passion.

My mother glanced at me nervously once or twice. I was hardly breathing. The bright moonlight flooding into the room through the window fell straight upon Vasu's back. I watched as he caught the fat lower lip of my mother between his teeth and pulled at it gently. Finally, she let the hold on herself slip. She let herself be overcome by passion, completely. She threw her fleshy arms around the old man and began to rub her cheeks with his, her eyes shut, her mind completely relishing the pleasure he was giving her.

She began to aaah in abandon, not caring at all whether her son lying on the adjoining cot was awake or sleeping. The flat of her palms continuously traveled up and down his back, speaking the message that now she was completely with him in this game, that he was not to stop, not until they both had had enough. Vasu, too, was breathing hard and softly aaahing like her. As they moved wildly, the cot was creaking noisily, as if it too was aroused. I watched as twice my mother put her hand between their writhing bodies to hold his erect ling, to squeeze it, to feel its hardness. They continued in this manner for about five minutes. Now they were sweating a little because the night was hot, hot and calm. In the dreamy moonlight, sweat shone on my mother's stans and belly and on Vasu's back.

They stopped moving. "Take off your sari," said Vasu, climbing down from her body." Um," said she. She tied up her hair again; it had got untied and completely disheveled during their long "wrestle." She gently stood up on the cot and began to unfasten her sari. I watched with abated breath as she dropped her sari onto the floor and started undoing the string of her petticoat. The petticoat came down, revealing her fat, round thighs and her hairy choot(pussy). The thighs were milk white. Sweat shone on them, like the rest of her. She lifted her legs to step out of her petticoat. She dropped it and stood on the cot stark naked. Vasu had been watching her all the time, his back resting against the wall, his hand holding his big laura (cock). Moonlight fell on my mother's naked body, showing every curve. She was every inch a sex goddess. Her long hair fell down loose again. But this time she let it be and came down on her knees. Vasu rose from his position to take her into his arms. She received him with open arms. With both of them on their knees, they hugged each other in a loving aalinghan (hug), feeling for each other's body with hands that were restless.





I saw Vasu's hand come to rest on my mother's ample buttocks, hold them firmly and knead their fleshy round bulk. My mother chooma (gave kiss) Vasu on the cheeks and neck. She stroked her cheeks on the hair on his chest. Now Vasu held her shoulders and made her lie down as she had been lying before. He was going to fuck her. She aaahed and looked at him in anticihusbandon. She spread her fat thighs and he kneeled down between them, holding his ling. With his fingers he gently stroked and pulled at the hair on her choot(pussy). She lifted her choot up to him. Here, take it all, she seemed to be saying. Now he touched the tip of his laura(cock) to her choot. She froze, waiting. He pushed and I almost sat up on my cot just to have a closer look at things. He let his laura(cock) completely disappear into my mother's choot(cunt). She aaahed, a long aaah of simply unbearable pleasure.
He caught hold of her shoulders to balance himself and started to move his pelvis back and forth, back and forth, the cot creaking with his motion." Ummmmm…ahhhh…uummmmm," my mother aaahed. She did not know what to do with her hands for they were moving in all directions, touching whatever they felt like touching. They seemed to have a life of their own. The old man, because of his age was moving rather slowly. My imhusbandent mother was again and again raising her hips, urging him to move faster. He kept moving for about five minutes and then he began to pant vigorously. Soon he was totally drenched in sweat. Mother make him stopped suddenly.
"You lie down. I move.," She said to Vasu”. So they repositioned themselves. Vasu lay down with his head resting on the pillow. Mother stood with her knees planted on either sides of his body. She guided his equipment into her wet choot once again and started moving. Oh, how she moved! The cot creaked wildly and I was wondering if it would give away. Oh, how her stans (breasts) were jumping up and down with her. She would pause occasionally to brush away a strand of her loose hair from her face. She was softly aaahing as she moved, giving Vasu the thrill of his life. Vasu lay relaxed. His hands occasionally rose to touch her lovely stans(breasts), or to hold her sweating buttocks. Sometimes she would hold Vasu's shoulder and lean forward as she moved, her oversized stans hanging flaccidly over his face. Oh, how the twin coconuts would dance. I looked without even blinking, so as not to miss anything. Ma was taking long breadth and with every jerk she maid. They fucked for ten minutes. Then suddenly my mother started to jerk vigorously and became slightly hostile. The coat was making very loud sound with her every thrust. She new this heavy sound could wake me. But she ignored it and gave all her concentration to take the pleasure in her cunt, that she was missing for long. I knew That their climax was coming. Then suddenly ma jerked heavily and cried UFFF…. MAAAAA…. I understood it was over for tonight. when their passion was spent, they lay down exhausted in each other's arms. But, in another ten minutes, they were ready for one more go.



My mother was taken the top position once again. While fucking, they ware talking easily and making some dirty jokes also. I understood my mother accepted Vasu normally just after one fuck. But they could not last long this time. My mother was riding Vasu bare back (i.e. without any protection) he had emptied all his semen in my mother’s choot (cunt). I was afraid that he might get my mother pregnant. What a fool I was, when my mother was not worried of the consequences, why should I.

Then my mother asked Vasu, what if I get pregnant, since you have not used any protection?

Vasu said I will marry you if you get pregnant.

What about your wife?

I will divorce her if you so desire.
What about your son ‘Hari’ ‘Vasu’ asked my mom
If you want you can arrange some hostel for him My mom said.
Vasu then asked again can you stay without your loving kid.
Mom said if you want I can even kick in his ass and through him out from this house also.
Listening this Vasu said I love you very much my darling.
My mother took his head and planted it deeply in her huge breasts saying “I am also going to love you madly and from tonight I can do anything for you to make you happy.
Then my mother said I am very happy to listen that you can divorce your wife for me.
But why should I ask you to divorce your wife. She is so nice. It is she, who has provided me with this lovely opportunity to enjoy sex after my husband’s death. I was not able to bear the heat of my youth. If you would not have fucked me, may be one day I would have fucked my son Hari. I was shocked to hear my mother’s views. Just one fuck made her totally different women.
(END)

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