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Sunday morning, I got back my mangalsutra and left Ramesh’s place. I rested at my sister’s house for the day. On Monday, I picked up my husband from the airport, and we went to his hometown. Monday night, my husband fucked me gently. But I’m not satisfied with that fuck.

It’s not even thrilled me while he is fucking in various positions. I have not reached orgasm. I’m so disappointed because of this. That night, I had a dream of getting gangbang by Ramesh, the doctor and Arun.

After a few days, my husband’s work-from-home got cancelled, so we were forced to shift to Bangalore. My husband called his friend Vinod to search for a home for us. He helped us settle into a 3BHk rented apartment in Nagarabhavi.

To come out of boring days, I informed my hubby that I was about to start work again, and soon after, I got a job as a finance executive at a nearby two-wheeler showroom, the office just 3 km from the apartment.

For a couple of weeks, everything went smoothly. My husband would pick me up daily in the evening from the office, but one rainy evening, he couldn’t make it due to a high job load and told me to manage my own by booking a cab.

I was stranded in front of the office to book a cab, but due to the rain, nobody accepted the ride. Then Darshan, the sales manager, saw me alone. He asked, “Why are you standing here. It’s already getting late and raining.”

I said the cabs are not available, then he said If you don’t mind, I’ll give you a drop home. He gave his raincoat; I wore it and sat behind on his bike. Throughout the ride, he spoke very politely, and we shared our information.

The simple drop to home changed my mindset on him. We soon turned it into a daily routine whenever my husband was late. One Saturday night, Darshan asked me to have some snacks before reaching home. He seemed hungry at that time, so we stopped for masala puri and butter fruit juice.

Just as we finished, the rain came down in sheets. He didn’t bring his raincoat that day, and he had to manage with a small umbrella. I purposefully closed the umbrella to enjoy the rain during a bike ride.

We reached my place, and we were soaked. I invited him to stay at our place until the rain slows down. Once we reached the apartment, I guided him to the guest room to freshen up, and I went to my bedroom. After I had freshened up, I came out looking for Darshan but couldn’t find him.

I called out his name and heard his voice coming from the balcony. He was drying his hair with a towel, his wet clothes showcasing his athletic body.
I gave him my husband’s unused clothes so he could freshen up and recover from his upcoming illness.

He went to the guest room to change his clothes while I started preparing dinner. He refreshed and came to the kitchen for help. We prepared together and had dinner, when we looked outside, the rain hadn’t slowed down yet.

At 10 PM, he decided to go home, and I gave him an umbrella, but he denied it. From next Monday, I will begin to notice drastic changes in Darshan’s behaviour at the office. He used to come to see me every hour, cracking jokes and interacting with me more than before.

This seemed common in corporate life, so I took it normally. Whenever my husband was delayed, I would ask Darshan to give me a ride home. One day, while riding, he took a different route.

When I asked why, he replied that he had forgotten some things at his house. He needed to pick them up for the night bike ride. Typically, he would arrange bike rides like this on weekends, so I thought nothing of it.

He stopped near his house and invited me in. It was my first time visiting his home. The house was empty. He mentioned that his wife had gone to her mother’s house for maternity help; she is due in 15 to 20 days.

He asked if I wanted coffee or tea, since it was my first time at his home. I replied, “Anything is fine.” He returned with a cup of coffee. But as soon as I finished it, I started to feel that something was off. My nipples erected slowly, and I couldn’t control myself. The gel started to accumulate in my panties.

Somehow, I took a deep breath and controlled myself for the time being. I had sex with my husband when I reached home. The next day, Darshan casually began bringing coffee to my table, a gesture that slowly became part of our routine.

One Saturday afternoon, I received a call from my husband. It’s as usual, he will be late today also. Immediately, I asked Darshan to drop me off at home in the evening. I saw Darshan’s happiness in his eyes.

Before we left the office, he brought two bottles of apple juice. He couldn’t control his hunger in the evening, and we shared the juice. We left the office a bit late, and while going, my body was responding in ways I couldn’t hide my sexual desire.

My nipples started to erect and gel in the panties, which made it uncomfortable to sit behind him on the bike. Darshan sensed it too. Without a word, he stopped in front of his house and turned to me with a knowing look, inviting me to come inside.

I don’t know how he changed the route to his house and unknowingly followed him in, my heartbeat rising. Inside, the cool air charged me. He moved closer, he held my shoulders and pulled me towards him. A warm hug made us kiss for a minute.

His wife’s disappearance and not having sex for over a year-I could see the frustration in his eyes. He didn’t waste time and removed my kurta-churidar. How I responded to him, I still don’t know. Slowly, he started massaging my breasts over the bra, then removed it.

My 36-inch breasts made him crazy, and he started to suck them one by one. I went wild with desire and searched for his tool inside his pants. I unzipped his band, and a seven-inch (around) monster came out. My hunger for sex doubled. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me to the room.

For the first time in my life, I said, “Bastard, fuck me hard.” Hearing this, he got angry and tore my costliest panties. Spreading my legs into a V shape, he pushed his dick inside my pussy. I screamed with pain and pleasure.

He started to fuck me hard, harder by holding my breasts, then took me from behind in doggy style.

Holding my hair, he said: “Sexy bitch, I saw you changing clothes in your home and decided to fuck you there itself, but I waited for the right time. Now it’s time. Your husband is a fool. He doesn’t know who is taking care of his beautiful wife in the evenings. In this world, who would leave a chance to impress a perfect woman like you? I’ll make you my bitch. I’ll fuck you every day, I won’t leave you even if you become pregnant.”

Saying this, he pulled out his tool and poured his sperm on my breasts. He fucked me for only 5 minutes. We rested for 10 minutes on the bed. I got up, cleaned myself, and dressed, but he was still lying on the bed. I asked him to drop me off at home since it’s already 9.

He got up, hugged me, his tool erected again, but he knows my situation and left me without fucked 2nd time.

That day, he dropped me off at home around 9:30. On Sunday morning, he messaged me: “Baby, let’s have a cup of coffee together. Come to my home in the evening.”

Please read the ‘Sex and Family Story Series’ before reading this story.

After gangbang with Mumtaz, I came back to my cousin sister Priya’s place around 8 pm. I took a bath as my body was stinking of cum smell and came to the dining table to have dinner. Priya, eyeing me suspiciously, asked, “Where were you all evening?”

Before I could answer, Raman and Anil came out of their respective rooms wearing only a towel across their tummies. I knew they were naked under the towel. I was decently wearing shorts and a T-shirt.

“I will tell you, Priya. Your brother, your husband Anil, I and Mathew fucked Mumtaz the whole evening, taking turns. We even double penetrated her, and her son Abdul joined us,” said Raman and Anil, sitting on the dining chairs.

Mamta Aunty looked at me angrily and said, “You have forgotten that you have semester exams next week. We are going back to our home in the morning. It will be only you and me till your exams are over, and no sex till then.”

“Are you going to fuck Priya and Nafisa, I mean our wives, tonight as you boasted, Rajesh?” Raman said, winking at me.

“What. You said that you are going to fuck both me and Nafisa with our husbands. You have become a pervert,” Priya said angrily.

Nafisa, Raman’s wife, got off the chair, pulling her night gown over her head. She stood in just a bra and panties. Taking her hands back, she unhooked her bra and removed it from her arms, exposing her milk-filled, big breasts to the family members.

Sitting back on the chair, she said,” I don’t mind feeding my milk to your brother and getting fucked by him all night. You are also welcome to join us.”

“No way I am allowing my brother to fuck you, bitch,” Priya hissed angrily at her sister-in-law.

Nafisa, smiling, removed her panties, threw them at me and was completely naked. She said,” Let’s see how your brother can resist himself seeing my sexy, hot body. Smell my panties, Rajesh. It’s wet thinking of you.”

Priya angrily got up and pulled the kurta over her head, exposing her bra. She unhooked her bra, and her firm B-cup breasts popped out. She didn’t waste time, pulled both her leggings and panties down and stood naked like her sister-in-law.

“Do you think you are the only sexy lady here? My boobs may be smaller than yours, but I have a tighter pussy than yours, bitch.”

Nancy Aunty, Raman and Anil’s stepmother, was watching her daughters-in-law quarrelling with a smile on her face. But Mamta Aunty was worried seeing her Priya daughter exposing her body without any shame.

Nafisa pulled Priya down and said,” I was teasing you so that you would join us. I know that my husband will go to Nancy Aunty, and your husband will join your mother.”

“No. I have decided that I will have sex with only Rajesh and not with anyone,” Mamta Aunty said sternly.

“Then both the brothers will go to their stepmother,” Nafisa said, looking at Nancy Aunty. She asked,” Are you comfortable taking both your stepsons, Aunty?”

“I don’t mind. I know that they won’t last long like Rajesh. But it will be a wild night for you both as Rajesh has fucked Mumtaz hours back and may take longer to shoot in either of you,” Nancy Aunty said, laughing.

“It’s settled then. Priya and I will take Rajesh to my room, and my brothers can take Nancy Aunty to her room,” Nafisa said and got up.

“Why go to the room. We can do it right here in the living room. Everyone can see each other fucking,” said Nancy Aunty, getting up.

Her stepsons, too, got up and surrounded her. Anil quickly pulled Nancy’s Aunt’s pallo down and started unhooking her blouse. Raman pulled the saree knot, which was tied near her tummy, and threw the saree away.

Meanwhile, Anil had removed the blouse from Nancy Aunt’s arms, exposing her saggy breasts. Raman untied the petticoat and let it fall to the floor, making his stepmother nude. Both brothers got busy groping and fondling their stepmother’s body.

Their towels had slipped down to the floor, showing their flaccid cocks. Seeing their husbands strip their mother-in-law, Priya and Nafisa pulled me up. Priya pulled the shirt over my head. Nafisa expertly pulled my shorts and briefs, and my cock, which was hard, and tapped on her face.

“See, your brother is ready, unlike our husbands,” Nafisa said, giggling.

“I am not blind. I know about my brother much more than you, bitch,” Priya said.

“Stop acting like a kid, Priya. Come, we both will fuck Rajesh till he faints or our pussies get torn up,” Nafisa said, holding my cock.

“Yes, my mother won’t allow us near him for another month,” Priya said and turning to her mother, she asked,” What are you going to do, mummy? Are you going to watch us?”

Mamta Aunty looked at the brothers mauling Nancy Aunty and then at her daughter. She said,” I don’t know, Priya.”

“Nancy Aunty may need help to get our husbands erect. Help her by sucking one of the cock and you can join us later. Priya and I won’t mind sharing Rajesh with you,” Nafisa said, tugging my cock.

I knew that Mamta would agree to suck cock as she had a fetish for cum because of me. Raman and Anil had lifted Nancy Aunty and were carrying her to the living room. Nafisa dragged me and pushed me down on the mat. Priya and Nafisa sat beside me and both started playing with my cock and balls.

Both the brothers had made Nancy Aunty kneel on the floor and were trying to stuff both their cocks in her mouth.

“Give me one by one. I will suck you both till you get hard,” Nancy Aunty said, holding her stepson’s thighs to support herself.

Anil retreated and allowed his elder brother to insert his cock in their stepmother’s mouth. Nancy Aunty sucked Raman’s cock, taking all of 3 inches inside her mouth, and her lips were grazing his pubic hairs. Anil was waiting for his turn to get a blowjob from his step-mother.

Out of the blue, Mamta Aunty went near her son-in-law and kneeled before him. She might have felt pity for him and voluntarily went to offer her oral services. Anil’s eyes shone brightly as he saw his mother-in-law offering to give a blowjob.

He tried to put his cock inside her mouth, but Mamta Aunty pushed it away and said,” Don’t rush me, beta. Don’t worry, I will get your cock erect before your brother. It’s my word.”

Mamta Aunty held the cock in her hand, turned it upside down and started licking it, stretching her tongue out. Anil’s cock was gleaming with her saliva as she licked it thoroughly. Later, pushing the cock against his tummy, she licked the balls, and Anil groaned in ecstasy.

Seeing her son-in-law enjoying her oral skills, Mamta Aunty took his balls inside her mouth and sucked them. I could see her tongue roaming all over his hairy balls. Anil held her head, and his face was shining like a 1000-w bulb receiving tongue service from his mother-in-law.

I don’t know where my naïve Aunty learnt this, as she never did this before. Anyway, I will get her to perform the same when we go back to our home, as we will all be alone.

Nancy Aunty turned and saw what Mamta Aunty was doing and tried to copy her. But she was unable to imitate Mamta Aunty, and Raman was feeling jealous. “Will you suck mine too, Aunty?” Raman pleaded with Mamta Aunty.

Mamta Aunty licking Anil’s balls, she said,” No. It’s my duty to get my son-in-law erect. Nancy will take good care of you, Raman.”

I saw Anil’s cock getting erect just by tongue licking, and I felt proud of my Aunty. Seeing his brother’s cock hard, Raman pushed his cock inside Nancy’s Aunt’s mouth and started fucking her mouth wildly like he did with Mumtaz a few hours before.

Nancy Aunty allowed her stepson to fuck her mouth like an obedient submissive lover. To my surprise, Raman’s cock bulged inside her mouth. Raman took his cock and waved it proudly. Now both the brothers were ready for action, and their wives were staring at their husbands in astonishment.

“Anil, you take mom’s mouth and I will take her from back,” Raman, as usual, took charge, not minding what Nancy Aunty wanted.

Raman brought Nancy Aunty close to us by holding her arms. Gripping her midriff, he flipped her, making her lie flat on the mat and raised her buttocks upwards. Understanding her stepson’s intentions, Nancy Aunty kneeled on all fours and got ready in perfect doggy position.

Raman went and kneeled behind her and opened her ass cheeks to have a good view of both of her holes. I wondered if he was going to take her pussy or ass. Seeing her husband getting ready to mount her mother-in-law, Nafisa straddled me, took my cock inside her and started hopping before her husband.

Anil came to Nancy’s Aunt’s front, holding her hair, pulled her head roughly and gave his cock to his stepmother to suck. By then, Raman had already inserted his cock inside her and was pounding her from behind. Due to Raman’s thrusting, Nancy Aunty was being pushed forward.

Anil’s cock had disappeared fully inside her mouth. Seeing her husband getting a blowjob, Priya kneeled behind my head and offered me her pussy to lick. I lazily sucked her pussy, which was dripping lots of juices, while Nafisa merrily hopped on my cock.

But I was more interested in watching the brothers fucking their stepmother. Mamta Aunty was watching her friend being used by both ends.

Then the main door opened, and Mathew came inside. Seeing his mother being fucked by his stepbrothers, he said,” If you told me, I would have come early. Shall I join you, Bhai?”

“Can’t you see that we are busy with your mother? Go to one of your Bhabhi and use their mouths,” Raman said, grunting, thrusting his cock inside Nancy Aunty.

“I will cut your cock if you come near me or Priya, Mathew,” Nafisa said angrily.

Seeing his brother’s sad face, Anil said,” Go to Mamta Aunty. She will suck you.” Turning to his mother-in-law, he said,” Please help my brother, Aunty.”

Mamta Aunty looked at her daughter, who nodded. “Ok, do you want a blowjob or want to fuck,” Mamta Aunty asked Mathew, and I was furious.

Mathew was over the moon. He quickly stripped his clothes and went near Mamta Aunty naked. “Both Aunty. First blowjob and then fucking.” Mathew said, pulling Mamta Aunt’s pallo.

Seeing his eagerness, Mamta Aunty pulled the saree, which was tucked near her navel and threw it. While she was removing her petticoat, Mathew was unhooking her blouse and removing it from her arms. Mamta aunty was naked, lying on the mat. She said,” Come and sit on me, Mathew.”

Mathew went and sat on Mamta Aunt’s tummy. His cock was brushing her breasts. Mamta Aunty pressed both her big breasts together and said,” Fuck my breasts.”

I was impressed seeing my Aunty giving tit-fuck to Mathew. Mathew kept his hands on hers, helping her, and pushed his cock between her breasts. I felt jealous seeing Mathew tit fucking and enjoying my Aunt’s soft, spongy breasts, and his cock was hitting her chin as he pumped.

Mathew happily tit-fucked my Aunt’s breasts, but it didn’t stop at that. Mamta Aunty raised her head, and now his cock tip was grazing her lips. Seeing Mathew holding her breasts firmly, Mamta Aunty took her hands off her breasts and took them back to Mathew’s buttocks.

My clever Aunty was pushing Mathew’s ass, and half of his cock was disappearing inside her mouth. Tit fuck and blowjob were going on simultaneously. I wondered where she learned this. Maybe she has started watching porn a lot, I thought.

Seeing his brother enjoying his mother-in-law, Anil took his cock out of Nancy Aunt’s mouth and came near Mamta Aunt’s legs. Before my Aunt could realise, her son-in-law was fucking her pussy in missionary position. Nancy Aunty looked relieved as her mouth was free.

Seeing her husband fucking her mother, Priya said,” Get up bitch. I want to fuck my brother.”

“Be my guest,” said Nafisa, getting off my thighs, and Priya took her place.

Straddling me, Priya took my cock inside her and dropped her weight slowly, taking me inch by inch. It felt good to have my sister’s tight pussy, and Nafisa sat beside me.

Bending her upper body, Nafisa brought her right nipple close to my lips and said, “Drink milk. You need energy, as my sister and I will fuck you all night.”

Raman was fucking his stepmother in doggy style, and his wife was breastfeeding me. Mathew was tit-fucking and getting a blowjob from Mamta Aunty. Anil was fucking his mother-in-law while his wife was riding me. Everyone was lost with their respective partners until Raman, the leader, spoke.

“Anil, come here. We will DP Nancy,” Raman said.

“What is DP?” I heard Nancy Aunty asking innocently.

“That means, Bhai’s will fuck you in both holes, mom,” Mathew said, laughing.

“Oh no. When Mathew and Rajesh did that, it pained a lot,” Nancy Aunty said, refusing.

“Please, Aunty. Just try once. When we did to Mumtaz, she enjoyed it,” Raman said.

To my surprise, Mamta Aunty asked me,” Did that Muslim bitch enjoy it, Chinnu?”

“Yes, but why are you asking?” I asked her.

“Because I want to try it. Get up, Mathew,” said Mamta Aunty, pushing Mathew and sitting on the mat, dislodging her son-in-law’s cock from her pussy.

Everyone was surprised at Mamta Aunt’s decision to get double penetrated. Priya was livid at her mother behaving like a whore.

“Tell me how it should lie,” Mamta Aunty asked Raman.

As usual, Raman took charge and said,” Anil will lie down, you get on top of him and take his cock inside your pussy. I will do the rest, Aunty.” Anil quickly lay on the floor.

“Ok,” said Mamta Aunty, who got laid on her son-in-law, crushing her big spongy breasts on his chest.

Raman aligned Mamta Aunty’s and Anil’s legs in sync and saw Mamta Aunty taking his brother’s cock inside her pussy. Anil’s hands had encircled his mother-in-law’s back and were grinning at his wife as his cock disappeared in her mother’s pussy.

“Listen, lousy fucker. I allowed you to take me to save my daughter’s marriage. This is the last time you will be fucking me. Enjoy as much you want. I am doing this to experience only once, and I will be loyal to my Chinnu hereafter,” Mamta Aunty said angrily to her son-in-law.

“I will miss you, Aunty. Your pussy is much tastier than Priya’s and enjoyable to fuck,” Anil said and kissed Mamta Aunty.

“Damn you, mother fucker. I will get pregnant with my brother, and the baby will call you a cuckold,” Priya said angrily to her husband and rode me like a possessed woman to prove him.

As the wife and husband were quarrelling, Raman was trying to insert his cock inside Mamta Aunt’s full, filled-up cunt. As usual, he was failing. “Damn, Aunt’s pussy is tighter than Mumtaz’s.”

“Try fucking my ass, Raman,” Mamta Aunty said, offering her virgin ass hole.

“Bhai, fuck her ass first with your fingers. You can penetrate her ass as it will get relaxed by your fingers. Rajesh told me to do it when I fucked mom.” Mathew gave sex education to his elder stepbrother, which I had given him a few days back.

“Ok, ok,” Saying, Raman pushed his thick middle finger inside Mamta Aunt’s ass hole and fucked it.

Mamta Aunty looked as if she was in pain as Raman’s fingers moved in and out of her ass hole. He brutally finger fucked her ass hole for a few seconds. And without warning, he pushed his cock inside her ass, taking out his finger. Holding her waist for grip, he fucked her roughly.

Mamta Aunty started screaming, not able to bear the pain. I was angry at Raman for using my Aunt like a whore and was about to get up.

But Priya stopped me and said, “She asked for this and she is getting what she wanted. Wait, she will start to enjoy once she gets used to both cocks. From now on, I will be fucking you, so I will be sure that you will be my baby’s father, not that lousy Anil. Now forget about her and concentrate on shooting at me.”

Anil had closed his lips over Mamta Aunt’s and stopped her screams. I saw tears rolling down her cheeks as her son-in-law kissed her furiously, keeping his cock inside her pussy, and helping his elder brother to maul her ass hole.

Seeing Mamta Aunty drilled in both holes, Mathew came and stood near her head. He lifted her head, breaking the kiss, and Mamta looked up at him.

“You stopped sucking me, Aunty,” Mathew said.

“So what. Can’t you see I am busy with your brother’s. I will suck and make you cum after I finish them,” Mamta Aunty said calmly. As Priya said, she was getting used to the double penetration the brothers were giving.

“But your mouth is free, Aunty,” Mathew said, hinting at the blowjob.

Mamta stared at the young man for a few seconds. Making a decision, she said, “Ok, give me your cock. I will suck it.”

Holding Mamta Aunt’s head, Mathew pushed his cock in her mouth and she sucked it gently. Raman was going hard on her ass, and she was not able to concentrate on the blowjob. Seeing this, Mathew got angry and started to fuck her mouth rapidly.

Now, Mamta Aunty is getting fucked in all her three holes by the three brothers. I couldn’t believe my eyes seeing my naïve Aunty being used like a slut, and I saw that she was enjoying it.

Raman, Anil and Mathew used and abused Mamta Aunt’s body for a full 5 minutes. I was getting worried about her. I knew that the brothers won’t last long, but it pained me a lot seeing her being treated like this. Raman was opening her ass cheeks to see his cock moving in and out of her ass hole.

Anil had cupped her breasts and was trying to fuck her pussy by lifting his ass off the bed. Mathew was busy fucking her mouth by holding her head firmly. Mamta Aunty was sweating a lot in spite of the fan running at full speed. I knew the show was about to end, seeing Raman grunting hard.

“Oh my God. What a tight ass. I can’t control myself anymore. I am cumming,” Raman said, and started shooting his cum inside Mamta Aunt’s ass hole.

Seeing his brother spewing cum, Mathew pushed his cock deep inside Mamta Aunt’s mouth. He began spewing his semen inside my Aunt’s mouth, which was swallowed, not allowing a drop to fall from her mouth.

Seeing Raman getting off Mamta Aunty, Anil began fucking his mother-in-law from down, gripping her buttocks. A few seconds later, he cried out loudly, “I am cumming, Aunty.”

Mamta Aunty stared at her son-in-law, who was shooting his semen inside her barren pussy, and rested her body on top of him. She was totally exhausted from getting drilled in all her holes, and her body was shivering.

“Are you finished, bastard?” Mamta Aunty asked her son-in-law, and he nodded.

Mamta Aunty got off Anil and stood on the mat. Seeing her daughter riding me, she said, “Finish quickly. Let Chinnu sleep, Priya.”

Looking at me, she said, “This is our last day here. Don’t worry, I will give you everything a woman gives her lover. If I stay here, these brothers will make me a whore. We will leave early in the morning. I need to take a bath to wash all the semen.” Saying she walked towards the bathroom.

The three brothers were lying on the mat side by side. They were totally exhausted after dumping their cum in my Aunty. Nancy Aunty, who was watching her friend being used by her sons, sat beside them.

She said, “I missed the opportunity. I saw Mamta enjoying it even though she didn’t admit it. Are you ready to satisfy your mother like you guys did to Mamta?”

Nafisa, who was breastfeeding me her right breast, offered her left to me and said, “For that, you will have to wait, Aunty. I don’t think they can get their dicks erect till morning.”

Seeing his wife teasing him, Raman said, “Suck our cock, mom. We will get erect quickly and fuck you like we did Mamta Aunty in front of our wives.”

“Is it. We will see cuckolds,” Priya said, laughing.

Raman got up angrily, came towards us and stood over me, facing Priya, who was still riding me, and his ass was towards me. “You call us cuckolds, bitch. Suck my cock and I will show you what I am.”

I got angry and, taking my hand up, gripped his balls and shouted,” Leave my sister alone or I will crush your balls, bastard.”

Priya looked sideways at me and said,” Leave him. I want to see how much of a man he is. Chill and concentrate on our fuck.” Looking up at her husband’s elder brother, she said,” Bring it on, mother fucker.”

Even though I didn’t see her sucking Raman’s cock, I heard her slurping as she sucked his cock furiously. I know that she hates sucking cock, but I didn’t know why she was doing it. Seeing his wife sucking his brother’s cock, Anil got up and came toward Nafisa.

“What. Do you want me to suck yours like your wife is sucking my husband’s?” Nafisa asked her Devar.

“Yes, Bhabhi. Only if you don’t mind,” Anil replied sheepishly.

“What is there to mind? You know that I love sucking cock, and I have already sucked yours. Come, I want to see how your brothers perform on your mother in the second round,” Nafisa said and seeing Anil’s cock near her mouth, she looked at Nancy Aunty and said,” Suck your son and get him ready, Aunty.”

Nafisa got busy giving a blowjob to Anil while Priya was sucking Raman’s cock, and her hands were on his buttocks. I knew she was showing her wild side and enjoying herself like her mother had a few minutes back.

Nancy Aunty kneeled before her son’s legs and started sucking his cock. All three brothers’ cocks were getting sucked in order to take Nancy Aunty in the wild gangbang.

The family sex saga ends here.

Readers can email me at [email protected] with their views and suggestions. Interested female readers are welcome to have a dirty chat with me.

Again, sorry readers, due to some other stuff, I could not write. New readers, please read the previous parts for better understanding.

I hugged him and had a nice sleep. My Phone is ringing, Shankar is on the line.
Shankar: Jaya, is Jeeva there?
Me: Yes.
Shankar: I saw him at the Bazaar in the morning. He looked so tired and told him to rest and not go to work today.
Me: Yes, Shankar. I even told him the same. I think he may be in a deep sleep. (That time Jeeva’s face was between my cleavage while I was hugging him)
Shankar: Ok, Jaya. Take care of him.
Me: Sure, Shankar. Had your lunch?
Shankar: I am about to take my coffee, it is already 3.30.
Me: Oh, I am sorry. I slept.
Shankar: Ok then.
Me: See you in the evening, bye.
Shankar: Bye.
I cut the phone and checked the time; yes, it was 3.30 pm.
Me: Hey Jeeva, leave me now, I need to freshen up before people come home.
Jeeva: It is okay, please stay like this for a while.
Me: Hey, it is already 3.30 pm, Jeeva. Leave me now.
Jeeva: Please, Bhabhi, stay 5 minutes.
Me: Only 5 minutes.
Jeeva: Hmmm, thanks.
He adjusted himself over me. It is only the second day of our relationship, but I have felt like we’ve been living like this for so many years. I was thinking like this when I kissed him on his head.

Jeeva: You were kissing wherever is fine, but still, your treat is pending.
Me: What?
Jeeva: What would you give me as a treat?
Me: I can give you what I can.
Jeeva: You can, Bhabhi.
Me: Then, what?
Jeeva: Come to the theatre with me tomorrow, and we will go to a movie.
Me: Sure. But only during the daytime, once everyone went to work.
Jeeva: Then, tomorrow morning, 11.15 am show?
Me: Ok.
Jeeva: Then, I will make a plan, let’s see.
Me: Sure, now please leave me(I kissed his lips and pushed him away, then I left).

I took my 2nd bath of the day and wore black nighties. Jeeva arrived at the hall while I was preparing things for dinner.
Me: What da? Aren’t you getting enough sleep?
Jeeva: Yes, Bhabhi. It was gone, I think.
Me: Go and lie there for some time.
Jeeva: Bhabhi?
Me: Hmm, what?
Jeeva: What dress will you have tomorrow, when you accompany me?
Me: Saree only, why da?
Jeeva: Why don’t you wear a modern dress, Bhabhi?
Me: Modern?
Jeeva: Yes, like Jeans and a T-shirt or something else.
Me: No.  I don’t like it.
Jeeva: Why, Bhabhi? It will be very nice for your figures.
Me: I know. But I don’t.
Jeeva: Ok, then at least Salwar Kameez?
Me: I can, but I don’t have.
Jeeva: Do you like Salwar Kameez?
Me: Yes, I used to wear them during my college days. It is a comfortable one.
Jeeva: Hmm, good.
Me: What good?
Jeeva: Nothing.
Me: Go and sleep.
He rushed to their room and slept. And I prepared dinner for us.
Rajan: (Once everyone came home, Rajan asked me while serving dinner to everyone) Jaya, sister, can you please help me join a tutorial college?
Me: Hey, good. So, do you want to study again?
Rajan: Yes, Sister.
Me: You both are 19 years old, right?.
Rajan: Yes, sister.

Me: I have seen some tutorials in Bazaar. I will admit you there for your higher secondary. Hey Jeeva, I will admit you also there for your 10th class English paper. I will help you too.
Rajan: Thanks, sister.
Jeeva: Bad idea.
Me: Hey, why?
Jeeva: It’s been four years, and I didn’t know anything.
Me: It is okay, I will help you, Jeeva.
Jeeva: No, Bhabhi.
Me: Rajan, we will go tomorrow, no worries. He will come along with us.

We finished our dinner, and I called Jeeva to the kitchen to help me with the vessel cleaning.
Me: Hey, Jeeva. I helped you with tomorrow’s planning, so book the ticket for Rajan also.
He checked near us, hugged me from behind, and kissed my neck. I playfully beat him and whispered.
Me: Don’t give others a chance to see us.
Jeeva: Sure, but why is Rajan so special to you, Bhabhi? You were always treating him very highly.
Me: Hey, no, Jeeva. Not like that.
Jeeva: Is it?
Me: Yes. I am treating you both equally and care for you more than others in our home.
Jeeva: Just kidding, I know about you, my dear bhabhi. (He said while rubbing pussy over my nighty. I playfully tried to beat him, but he escaped and said goodbye.)
Me: Be ready, we need to leave here by 9.30 am tomorrow.
Jeeva: Ok, Bye.
Me: Sweet night, have a good sleep, see you tomorrow.

Once the kitchen work was done, I checked that everyone was asleep and went to my room. I am feeling exhausted and thinking about what happened in the last 2 days. Jeeva and Raju played with me during Jeeva’s massage sessions. And tomorrow, I plan to admit them into the tutorial college.

Then I slept. I got up very late, maybe 7 am, it was my bath time after daily kitchen work. I finished my morning cleanse and prepared Tea for all.

Me: Jeeva. Jeeva, Hey Jeeva. Please come to the kitchen, take the Tea, and serve it to others.
Rajan: Yes, sister.
Me: Where is Jeeva? Till that Mad guy sleeps?
Rajan: No, sister, he is not here.
Me: Oh, okay. Call and remind him, we need to leave from here by 9.30 am.
Rajan: Okay, sis.
Me: Ready soon.
Rajan: Sure, sis.
I checked the Time, it was 9,00 am, and I sent Shankar and others to work.
Me: Hey Raju, come out soon, I need to take a bath. It is already 8.30 am. (He is in the bathroom, I shouted from outside)
Rajan: Hmm, sis.

I called Jeeva. He was not picking up the call, while Raju came out of the Bathroom.

Me: I will take a bath and come; meanwhile, call that Idiot, and tell him to come soon. I told you people we need to leave here by 9.30 am. It is already late.
Rajan: Yes,
Me: Call him, I will take a bath and come.
Rajan: Okay, I will call him Sis.

When I was returning from the bathroom with only a towel, Jeeva was standing in the hall along with Raju.
Me: Idiot, it is already late. When did you go? (Asking him while standing in front of him, covering myself with a towel, and having used a petticoat and a nighty over me)
Jeeva: If you take this much time to take a bath, how do I get ready soon? (Hand over a bag to me)
Me: What is it? (I asked a shocking)
Jeeva: Go and see, bhabhi. I will take a quick shower and come. (He ran to the Bathroom)
Me: What is this, Raju?
Rajan: Go and check, sis, you may understand.
Me: Okay, are you ready to go?
Rajan: Yes, sis.
Me: I will come soon, then.

I rushed to my room and checked that bag. There are 2 Salwar Kameez(Chudithar), One Blue top with white pants, and another is a light rose colored  Salwar Kameez. I loved both, and chose 1st pair and wore it. It was perfectly matched to my body.
When I came out of my room, both guys were standing to welcome me.
Jeeva: Wow. Bhabhi, what gorgeous assets you have.
Me: (Smilingly) Hey, (I playfully bet him).
Rajan: Really, you look nice, Sis.
Me: Thanks, Raju.
Jeeva: You are such a beauty, do you know?.
Me: Hey Jeeva, I know I am gorgeous. Now you have breakfast, and it is already late.
Once our breakfast was done, we 3 started to go by bike. Since the bazaar is very near, we managed with a single bike. Rajan was driving, Jeeva was in the middle, and I was sitting behind Jeeva.
Jeeva: How is the dress, bhabhi?
Me: It was a nice day, thanks. I love to wear a Salwaar Kameez. Colour is also good. Hey, how do you know my size?
Jeeva: I know everything about your assets. (in a naughty)
Me: (I playfully bet him), but you idiot doesn’t know, we need to wear a camisole before wearing a Salwar.
Jeeva: Oh, is it?
Me: Yes.
Jeeva: What is that?
Me: It is the slim dress we need to wear before wearing a Top.
Jeeva: You mean Bra?
Me: No, after Bra and before the top.
Jeeva: Sorry, Bhabhi.
Me: It is okay, da.
Jeeva: Hey Raju, stop the bike near some shops, we will buy that too.
Me: It is already late. Now, I managed with my white pair of inners.

I was admitted for the weekend special classes. Rajan for his higher secondary and Jeeva for the English paper.
Jeeva: Anyway, I will fail the exams. I don’t know why you’re spending this much money unnecessarily on this. (While we were going to the theatre)
Me: Hey, don’t say that negatively. You can pass. I will help you. No worries. When is the show time?
Jeeva: 11.00 o’clock, now 10.45.
Me: Can we reach there on time?
Jeeva: Yes, we can.

Jeeva guided Rajan to the theatre. It was less crowded but big in size. But no proper seat and ventilation. We occupied 3 seats before the last row. I sat in a seat, Jeeva on my left and Rajan on my right. The lights were off, and the movie started. As soon as Jeeva held my left hand, I held Rajan’s left hand and adjusted myself in the chair.

Me: (Jeeva pressing my palms) What?
Jeeva: Where is Rajan? (asking while putting his hand over my thighs)
Me: Here only, why?
Jeeva: Call him Bhabhi.
Me: Hmm,
Rajan: What?
Jeeva: Did you come here to watch a movie?
Rajan: What?
Jeeva: Hey Raju, take care of Bhabhi’s thigh and waist?
Rajan: What?
Me: Hey Jeeva, he could not hear properly.
Jeeva: Idiot.
Me:  Let him see the movie.
Jeeva: (After 5 minutes) Bhabhi??
Me: Hmm.
Jeeva: Move a little forward in your chair and widen your legs.
Me: Why da?
Jeeva: Please??
Me: Hmm.
I did the same, and he put his right hand inside my panties directly.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, if you want, you can hold my rod.
Me: Hey, no. (I slapped playfully over his thighs). Hey, what are you doing here?
Jeeva: Do you think I also came to see the movie?

He started to rub my pussy lips slowly from top to bottom and vice versa for 5 minutes. His middle finger was searching for something within my panties. He touched my clit, and I just jerked while seeing him. He understood.
Jeeva: I got it right?
Me: Yes, honey, care it slowly. (I whispered in his ear)
Jeeva: Sure, bhabhi.
He started to rub slowly, and I couldn’t focus on the movie. After 15 minutes of his actions, I bent over Jeeva’s shoulder.
Jeeva: What happened, bhabhi? Did I hurt?
Me: No, honey.
Jeeva: Then, why are you looking like that?
Me: You mad? I am getting horny because of your hand actions.
Jeeva: That’s why I told you to hold my rod with your hand.
Me: Hey, no. (I checked if anyone was near us)
Rajan: What happened, sis?
Me: Raju, Nothing, he is kidding with me.
Jeeva: No one is near us. Don’t worry. (He whispered in my ear)
Me: Ok then, show me now.
Jeeva: Is it?
Me: Yes
Jeeva removed his hand from my pants and moved forward to loosen the pants zip. Rajan saw that.
Me: (Rajan saw me) Remove your pant zip.
Rajan: No zip for these pants.
Me: Ok, then wait.

I adjusted my bottom and panties near the knees and seat again and held both guys’ dicks. When I was touching those dicks, Jeeva’s like a rod, but Rajan’s very small, within 2 or 3 strokes, Rajan became its original size. Meanwhile, Jeeva lifted my top until my waist, and even I could see my pussy clearly in the light splashes.

Jeeva’s hand was moving from my left thigh, carrying my waist and pussy flesh, and then moving to my right thigh.  While Jeeva again reached to crush my pussy flesh, I increased the stroke speed for both. I saw Rajan, he was out of the world and enjoying my actions.

Now Jeeva stopped to do his foreplay, fully focused only on my pussy. He started to widen the pussy lips and rub my clit with his index finger, suddenly pushing his index finger inside. My breathing increased, and while Rajan jerked and reached his orgasm. He filled a fully loaded cum in my right hand palm.

Me: Rajan, take my shawl.
Rajan: (No reactions from him)
Me: Hey Rajan, take my shawl or else everything will fall on your pants.
Jeeva: (Scratched my shoulder) What happened?
Me: Wait, Jeeva.
I wiped Rajan’s pennies and my hands. Rajan looks so tired and is leaning on my right shoulder.
Me: (To Jeeva) Do you have any idea about what is happening here? Without looking at anything, you are focusing only on rubbing my pussy. (while holding Jeeva’s Rod) Idiot.
Jeeva: Sh. Sh. Sh.
I started to stroke his rod, and he tapped over my pussy lips and suddenly inserted his middle finger into my pussy. But I could not sit properly, so I moved forward and widened my legs further.
Me: Ah. Ah. Ah. Jeeva.
Jeeva: Hmm.(Enjoying while seeing me)
We both increased the speed of our strokes. I could hear a burp sound, which was created by his middle finger.
Me: Oh. Oh. Nooo!
I was crawling like a snake in the seat. I checked the time at 11.45 am.
Me: When is the intermission?
Jeeva: In some 20 to 30 minutes.
Me: (in a husky tone) So long. Hey, come on, we will buy lunch and go home soon.
Jeeva: Why?
Me: I can’t sit in the chair, I am getting hornier.
Jeeva: Then fine.
Me: Hey Rajan, get up, we will go home now.
Rajan: Hmm.
Jeeva: ( Adjusting his own dress) Hey Rajan, go and stand in front of the gate, we will come there.
Me: Rajan, go safe.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, adjust your clothes properly.
Me: Hmm
When we reached the parking lot, Jeeva checked that no one was near us. He parked the vehicle in the end behind the pillar purposefully, I think. He pushed me towards the wall and started to kiss me without allowing me to breathe.
Jeeva: What is this, Bhabhi? I was about to cum without a kiss and a boobs lick. Oh my god.
Me: Yes, (Breathing heavily). That’s why I called you to go home soon and start there.
Jeeva: No, Bhabhi. I can’t.
Me: Why Jeeva?
Jeeva: I can’t come home with this pressure. We will do it here between this wall and our bike.
Me: How is this possible here, Jeeva? (I checked in and around there)
Jeeva:  No one will come. Don’t worry.
Me: Hmm. It looks dirty here.
Jeeva: No, don’t lie on here. Just stand, that’s it.
Again, we started to kiss each other. Jeeva lifts my salwaar top up and bottom down. I just held his head, shoulder, and back.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, take off your pants (telling while removing his pants to his knees).
He again checked if anyone was there and spotted kisses on my lips and neck.
I moved my panties down and lifted my bra.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, if you show you are boobies inside, I won’t come outside. What boobies are these?
Me: Ha. Ha. Slowly, honey, don’t hurry.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, how could? Once I see you like these.
Me: Hmm. (He tries to push his dick inside my pussy.) Sh. Sh. Ahh.
Jeeva: What happened?
Me: It is very tight, Jeeva. (Seeing him with a horny look)
Jeeva: Bhabhi, you always have a tight pussy.
Me: Hey, (I playfully beat him on his shoulder) No da. It is uncomfortable to stand here.
Jeeva: Oh, that’s why. Then come this way, bhabhi, place your left leg on this bike’s right leg rest and hold the handlebars.
Me: Then?
Jeeva: Then, with the help of your left leg, slightly widen your right leg.
Me: Hmm.
I held him and the bike handlebars and adjusted myself there.
Jeeva: Is this fine?
Me: Hmm. Looks fine. Comfort to stand. Now come, honey.
I called while standing with the help of the bike handlebars and backrest.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, you are gorgeous to see like this.
Me: I know, I am gorgeous. Now do it quickly. Rajan is waiting outside.
Jeeva: Ok, Ok.
He rubbed his rod with my pussy and pushed it inside me.
Me: Ah.Ah. JeevaSh.(I shouted and smiled)
Jeeva: Oh my god. This is my bhabhi and her pussy.
He slowly started to increase the speed, while holding my waist and kissing my boobies.
Me: Hey Jeeva. Oh no, leave me da.
I was standing there like a statue.  He was riding at the same speed for more than 5 minutes.
Me: Hey Jeeva, I can’t stand here. Leave me now.
I was jerking and trying to fall on the floor, but he held me.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, Bhabhi. Please, please. Did you reach your orgasm?
Me: No, you have made me hornier. So I could not stand here.
Jeeva: Only 2 minutes. Please stand, Bhabhi, let me finish.
I left the bike and stood while hugging him.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, Bhabhi. Please Please. Only 2 minutes, please stand near the wall, I will hold you.
He lifted and held my right leg and started to stroke again. I hugged him and reached my orgasm.
Me: (I shouted like) Jeevaah. Ahh. Dear

Jeeva: Oh my Bhabhi. Bhabhi Bhabhi.
He also released his hot cum, and I fell over him.
Jeeva: Bhabhi, Bhabhi. (After 2 minutes, Jeeva called me, while he was adjusting his dress, then standing like a proper guy)
Me: Hmm.
My top was locked by my unremoved bra and panties near my knee.
Me: What da?
Jeeva: Bhabhi, adjust yourself.
He knelt and kissed my pussy and helped me to lift my panties once after I adjusted my bra. He started the bike and asked me to sit.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, thanks.
Me: I have to say, Jeeva.
Jeeva: Why did you want to say? (ask with a smiling face)
Me: You show me a new world today, Jeeva.
Jeeva: Oh! Please have a seat, my world bhabhi. We just completed half of your treat.
Me: Hmm. (I saw my face in the bike’s side mirror and asked?) If someone saw me like this, what would they think about me?
Jeeva: They think like how she got a young ride with her bestie.
Me: Hey, Rajan is waiting there. Go now.
Jeeva: Yes, yes. We have to go home soon and finish the next part of your Treat Bhabhi.
Me: Then how is my treat, da?
Jeeva: Amazing. I’m ecstatic about your first part of Treat, my dear, lovely Bhabhi, waiting for the next half.

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Dear all, this is the third part of my story, “Love within family.”

After I reached my room, I didn’t get to sleep because, for the first time, I was getting slapped by my sister, and that too because of my mistake. I really felt ashamed of myself, and I started cursing myself. I don’t know what to do, and I really fear my sister.

If she tells this to mom or dad, then it will be the end of my life. This is the second time. First, I got the same fear when I rubbed the soap bubbles that were in my sister’s boobs while she was washing the plates from the kitchen, then this incident.

The fear started building inside me, and I forgot about the pain on my face. I don’t know when I fell asleep, but the next day I woke up too late and, by that time, my parents had gone to their jobs, because they were always busy in their official lives.

It was around 11 AM. My sis came to my room and woke me up, then once I woke up, she immediately went back to the kitchen. She never talks to me because of yesterday’s incident. Then I woke up, and I realised that I had already missed today’s class, as it’s 11 AM.

More than my class, I am really afraid of facing my sister. I go to the common washroom for my daily routine, but immediately after I put the toothbrush inside my mouth for brushing, I got an intense pain. I realised that this pain was because of yesterday’s slap from my sister.

I checked in the mirror, and it was clearly visible because swelling was there. Somehow, I managed to wash my mouth and go to take breakfast, which was already on the dining table. My sister prepared chapathi, and I wasn’t able to chew it properly.

After seeing my struggle to take BF, my sister came up with an angry face. Once she reached near me, she saw my face. Her anger went away, and I think she realised the reason for my struggle. She didn’t say anything, but I saw that her eyes were becoming wet.

She immediately went back to her room and came up with some Balm. I was sitting in front of the dining table, and Sis was standing in front of me. She didn’t say anything, but applied the balm on my cheeks. I could see her tears had started flowing from her eyes to her cheeks.

She didn’t cry in front of me, but at the same time, she couldn’t stop the tears that came from her eyes. I know that the mistake is from my side, but still my sis eyes are wet from seeing my swollen face and helping me by applying balm to my face.

So, my guilt feeling started cursing me, I know I made a big mistake with my sis yesterday. Because of all this, I started crying as I wasn’t able to control my emotions. I just removed her hands from my face, and I started crying like anything in front of my sister by crossing my fingers and pleading for sorry.

Me: (I couldn’t control myself and started sobbing) Sorry, Chechi. Sorry… please forgive me… I am not a good person, and I’m sorry for what happened.

My sister did not say anything; she was still in the same position (I was sitting in the chair, and she was standing in front of me). I started punishing myself by hitting my hands on my forehead and, on my first stroke itself, Sis suddenly held both my hands and.

Sister: (With tears) Don’t do it, your cheeks already hurt because of… (She wasn’t able to complete the sentence, and she also started crying.)

Me: Chechi, don’t cry… It’s not your fault. Don’t cry, and I am really sorry…

By saying this, I bend down to hold her legs. But she holds me and wakes me up and hugs me with full force. My sis never hugged me like this. We always hug with normal, slight force, but this time she holds me towards her with her full force, and we are both crying while hugging.

After a few seconds, my sis stopped hugging me and held my face with both her hands, and we were watching each other’s faces. Our eyes met and I don’t know what’s happening… I can see pure love in my sister’s eyes, a pure love of brother and sister.

Sister: Sorry, Moone (Moone means SON in English, in Hindi it’s BETA). I didn’t mean to hurt you like this. I am really sorry. You’re my brother, and I should understand your situation, too. I should stop you from all this, but not by hitting you like this. I am really sorry.

By saying this, she started kissing my cheeks and forehead. Some electric shock was passing through my body while my sis was kissing me. It’s not lust… but something else. All these feelings come from hurt, not from my body. Of course, I get an erection, but I don’t have any sexual feelings; maybe this feeling is something more than sex. I don’t know. So, I wish to take this as love only. I don’t want to label it as sex. Love, which we can’t define.

Even while kissing me, my sister never keeps any distance between our bodies. From toe to abdomen, our bodies can feel each other, and above my chest, only a gap to keep my face accessible for my sis to kiss. I get a little pain when she holds my cheeks with her hands and while kissing my cheeks… but I ignore that pain in front of my sis love.

My sister kissed my cheeks and forehead for a few seconds, and we were both in a different world. Mix of emotions. I took the lead role from sis, and I, too, held her face in my hands and started kissing her back. I kissed her forehead and cheeks, the same as my sis. But, more than cheeks and forehead, I also kissed both her eyes, nose, chin.. And slowly my lips moved to her lips too.

We both can feel our warm breath on our lips, our lips about to touch each other. But a sudden thought or something else stopped me, and I just kept my lips near to my sis’s lips. And we started feeling both of our warm breath. My Sis did not show any reluctance, or she never stopped me, but I stopped myself, and that moment was really unexplainable.

We both look at our eyes, and we both have all the freedom to feel each other and to go ahead further, but the love between brother and sister is stopping us. Or something else stopped us. Instead of kissing her lips, I just hugged her even tighter, and she also hugged me with full force.

We don’t know when we stopped crying and, instead, our warm breath is going out and that exhale changes to small moaning. I am sure my erect cock is pressing against my sister’s abdomen, and my sister’s boobs are also pressing on my chest. The heat from her chest, the heat from her abdomen, which I can feel on my fully erected cock, and the heat from her thighs.

We both can feel our warm bodies, and we remain hugged for a few more minutes. When the time became 12 noon, our clock started making its notification sound, which actually helped us to separate from hugging, and we smiled at each other. We were sweating like anything.

Sis: Moone, go and take a bath, you sweat like anything. I can feel your sweat while we hug.
Me: Chechi, you also sweat a lot, and I like the smell
Sis: Cheee. I was in the kitchen, that’s why I sweat like that.

So, I decided to go back to my room and get ready for a bath, so just before leaving, once again, I went close to my sis and kissed her forehead and cheeks.

Me: I love you, Chechi..
Sis: Poodaa, go and take a bath properly. After your bath, we can put some hot water on your cheeks with this balm so that you will feel better.
Me: Ok, Chechi.

By saying this, I went to my room and got ready for a bath.

While taking a bath, since my and sis I were using the same common washing room, I saw my sis’s inners. I got an erection, but I did not want to take it, because sis is so caring, and now she is even giving me a tight hug, and we even kissed each other. Then there is no need to go further, and that, too, without her permission.

Moreover, she is my sis, and I don’t want to spoil that relationship and respect. So, after my bath, I changed my dress, and by the time sis was ready with hot water, we sat in the chair and sis kept the hot water on the dining table. Applied balm and then took a piece of cloth and put it in hot water.

Then the cloth started rubbing on my face to reduce the swelling. She did all this with the utmost care, and by seeing her care, I can feel her love, and I really started loving her more than before (Love means, not like BF and GF, I wish to showcase the love of a brother and a sister).

It continues for 10 to 15 minutes. During this time, my heart started beating fast because of her care, and the sweat smell, and some parts of her boobs are also visible as she is standing very close to me. Moreover, when my sister places hot clothes on my face, sometimes her boobs come close to my face.

Never have I faced such a situation as my sis boobs came very close to my face. I really struggled to control myself, and I am holding my feelings. I believe even my warm breath is touching my sister’s boobs. Maybe she can also feel my warm breath on her boobs.

Actually, she feels comfortable standing in front of me in casual attire or carelessly because she is at her home, and that too, in front of her own brother.

So, I should not make any bold moves that would make her uncomfortable and feel unsafe in front of her own brother. Actually, this thought only helped me to control myself. Or is she also enjoying this moment? Even now, I also don’t have any idea what she felt in those moments. We never discuss anything; everything that happens in our lives flows.

But each and every second, I can feel her love towards me; she cares about me a lot. Then, after 15 minutes, she goes back to the kitchen and becomes busy preparing lunch. Even though she left for the kitchen, I sat in the same position, and then I joined my sister to help her in the kitchen.

But Sis did not allow me to touch anything from the kitchen, and she told me that she would do everything. Finally, around 1.30 PM, lunch was ready, and we started eating lunch together. But due to the pain, I was not able to eat properly. It’s better compared to morning. By seeing my struggle, sis again became disturbed a bit and came close to me and started feeding me lunch.

Actually, my problem is with chewing the food, not with my hands. Still, I enjoyed the care of my sis and, with that care, I forgot the pain and I ate almost the portion of rice. After lunch, sis went to the kitchen to wash the plates, and I also accompanied her.

Since it’s only 2 plates and some kitchen utensils to wash, I just stood near to Sis and, since she does everything fast fast, some soap bubbles was there on her boobs, I just cleaned the bubbles with my hands, but this time, I didn’t have any bad intension like last time (you may be knowing what happened last time when I tried to clean the soap bubbles) it happened with the flow.

I didn’t have any bad intentions when I tried to clean the bubbles, but when I touched my sister’s boobs, I felt something hot and a different feeling. After cleaning the bubbles, I just took my hands very slowly. I didn’t press my hands against her boobs, but I just rubbed them with a small amount of pressure; it was enough to feel her warm boobs.

It took around 10 seconds, but within this time, I got a very hard erection. In my mind, I wonder why sis did not respond like last time. Then, when I looked at my sister’s face, she was a little angry, and I again got afraid, and my facial expression changed.

When sis saw my sad face, then she laughed and.

Sis: Do you want another tight slap on another cheek?
Me: No, no, don’t. I can’t bear it anymore.
Sis: With a smiling face, you don’t change even after last night’s slap.

I keep my face down because I don’t have any replies to give.

Sis: Moone. You have to keep control over your feelings.
Me: Chechi, you know that I don’t have any GF in my life. I have never felt close to anyone yet. But, my feelings towards you are really coming from my heart; still, I tried to control my feelings towards you, but all this happened without my knowledge or control. I don’t know what to do. By saying this, I got a little emotional, and when I was about to cry.

Sis realised this, and before tears filled my eyes, she just came closer to me and gave a nice hug and said…

Sis: Don’t be so emotional. It’s OK, I am your sis and can understand your situation. You’re a grown-up now.

(I don’t know why she always comes and hugs me. My mom also likes this, only when I am in a sad face, then she immediately comes and gives a hug to comfort me. I don’t know if it’s the same with all girls, but sometimes I feel awkward with my mom when she hugs me. But with my sis, I really enjoy her hug.)

We separated from our hugs, and sis got busy washing the plates. Within 5 minutes, it was finished, and we went to the dining hall.

She then came closer to me and checked my cheeks. We both worried about the evening. If parents saw my face, then they would ask for sure. So, we are thinking for a reason. Moreover, my parents don’t know that I am late for today’s class, hence I took leave.

It’s around 3 PM, and it’s time for my sis to sleep. She usually sleeps for some time after all the kitchen work. She was yawning when she was checking my face. Then, after that, she left for her room. Since I was in the hall, I didn’t want to stay alone, so I also followed her. By the time, she was already sitting in her bed, and I also sat near her.

Sis: I want to sleep now; you go and sleep in your room.
Me: I don’t want to go anywhere, let’s talk about something, and don’t sleep now.
Sis: What do you want to talk about…? You sit here, let me lie down in bed, I am really tired.

Sis then lay down in bed near the wall, and I was sitting on her bed.

Me: Sis, what will we do to hide my face in front of my parents?
Sis: (She was actually tired, and she gave a reply in a low voice): You sit in a room, mostly parents will not come to your room. If you’re lucky enough, then our plan will succeed.
Me: OK, let’s see (By saying this, I also lie down in bed, facing my sis)

Sis just placed her hands on my cheeks to check the swelling once again, and she was smiling while looking into my eyes.
Her touch actually makes me feel nice, and I hold her hands and kiss her on her arm.

Sis: Anyway, let me sleep for some time. Tonight, I have to go through my PSC preparation.
Me: OK, you sleep and let me also sleep here.
Sis: OK, daa,

By saying this, she just hugged me with her hands, like how we hug our pillows while sleeping, then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

It was really a new feeling for me; I am sleeping with my sis, too, and she is hugging me. It’s not a tight hug, but her hands were on me. And I also kept my hands on her hip. Her hip has a nice shape, and when my right hand was placed against her hip, I felt a small erection.

I just slept a little closer to her, and she also adjusted her hands accordingly. Actually, it’s the first time we are both sleeping in the same bed. After 5 minutes, she just removed her hands from me and turned towards the wall, and now her back is facing me.

While she turns towards the wall, I kept my right hand (which was on her hip) in the same position, and now my hand is on his opposite hip (First it was on my sister’s left hip when she was facing me, then when she turned, it was placed on her right hip)

And I moved a little closer to my sis again to hug her a little more comfortingly. Now we are really close, and her back is touching my abdomen, and my hands are touching her hands, which she folds and keeps in front of her boobs, and my cock gets fully erect, it’s pressing her ass crack.

The front portion of my thighs is touching the back side of her thighs. I really feel nice, especially when my cock and abdomen touch her ass. It is huge and feels like a feather.

It was more than enough for me. I just felt my sis’ body, not with lust, but with all due respect and love. I don’t know how much time we slept like that, but it was really a warm sleep, with my caring sis by feeling her warm body.

Dear all, please share your comments, and please feel free to contact me at my email ID [email protected]

After my first story, I got many emails, and thanks for all your emails, but please don’t ask my sis’s pic or anything personal that reveals our identity. But if anyone wants to keep in touch with me as a good friend or as a brother, please feel free to contact me.

This is a continuation of the previous part. I am happy the purpose of my story is accomplished. I received a few (very few) emails asking if what happened in the story was an assumption or real.

This part will answer all your questions.

The Gen-Z kids are more privileged and luckier compared to the previous generation. They get to explore a lot.

Vyshnavi’s cute, innocent face, her round butt, her apple-sized boobs, and above all, her age. It tempts you to do all inappropriate things and explore a lot.

Vyshnavi. At my door, knocking hard. At the same time, I’m literally gripping her purchase. Curse my luck.

“The router’s fine,” her voice all low and cool like she wasn’t the tiniest bit nervous. “I made that up.”

My brain was still running reruns of her mom (don’t ask), and now I’m trying to keep up. “Wait, huh?”

She didn’t even blink. “Saw you grab the package. Got the delivery alert. I’ve been waiting.” She just walked right in, no invite needed, her scent—vanilla and something softer, younger—filling up my space. “It’s mine. Hand it over.”

My jaw dropped. Who was this girl? Shy neighbour act? Gone. She was in charge now, and it was honestly kind of electrifying.

“So, why did you order this, Vyshnavi?” My voice came out rough and low.

She met my eyes—defiant, almost cocky. “To fuck myself, genius. For fun.”

I barked out a laugh. Couldn’t help it. “And you figure I’ll just hand it over?”

She rolled her cute eyes. “Let’s not mess around, Mr,” she shot back, using the exact words I’d used in my own, perfect defensive counter, uh, private thoughts. “I came ready. What do you want?”

Everything flipped. She wasn’t the puppet; she was the showrunner. Not some shy little thing. She knew what she wanted, and she wanted me to see it. I imagined fucking and screwing her mom. My grand complicated plans just turned into ashes in front of me. This was way better.

“I want to watch you use it,” I said, not even trying to hide it.

She raised an eyebrow, lips quirking in a dirty little smile. “Honestly, with a girl like me, I thought you would ask for a blowjob or you know, straight-up sex.”

“Yeah, sorry. But nah. I want to watch you get yourself off. That’s it.”

Vyshnavi shrugged, trying to play it cool, but her breathing was a little high. “Well, I’m not exactly ready. I’m not wet. Throw on some porn? Or—” her eyes flicked to my tablet, “—let me read something. Get my head in the right place.”

A wicked thought slid in. “Nope. I’ll read to you. You chill. Pick your poison.”

She bit her lips. I saw a submissive slut in her eyes and an almost submissive note in her voice that made me ache. “Master and slave.”

I grabbed the tablet and scrolled quickly for something dirty enough to make her wet. Without any guidance, she removed her slippers and crawled onto my bed. Leaning against the headboard and raising one knee to allow her nightgown to slide up.

My mouth dried up when you showed me those thighs. I started reading, dropping my voice lower. “The command was simple. ‘On your knees.’ She obeyed, no hesitation, caught in his grip. The cold marble floor pressed against her skin…”

Kept glancing up at her. Her eyes were shut now. One hand disappeared under her dress, resting high on her thigh. Her breaths hitched.

“His fingers—confident, greedy—didn’t ask. They took. He found her already soaked, already wanting…”

She let out a small moan, and her soft, tiny hand moved in slow circles over her panties. I could see the damp patch spreading. She was definitely getting close.

I kept reading, getting even filthier, describing the master’s control, the slave’s hungry surrender. Vyshnavi’s hips started rocking, her hand moving faster, chasing it.

She suddenly gasped, “Stop.” Her eyes snapped open, hungry as hell. “Not enough. I need more.”

She threw down her underwear after yanking it off. There wasn’t much of that anymore; it was just her and that dress.

Her legs open, basically begging me to stare. The whole room smelled like her arousal, thick and sweet, and I swear I could taste it.

Vyshnavi: “Keep reading.”

My hand clenched my own thigh so hard my knuckles ached from the effort not to touch myself. “I found my place,” my voice rough in my throat. “He entered her in one long, deep thrust, filling her up, stretching her, owning every inch.”

When I said the word “thrust,” Vyshnavi’s fingers finally plunged into her wetness. She gasped as two fingers inserted themselves inside her, and her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh god,” she whimpered.

“Is that what you want, Vyshnavi?” I asked, putting down the tablet. The story had done its work. Now it was up to us. “Is that how you want to be filled?”

“Yes,” she panted, her hands working in and out of her. “But not my hands.”

I didn’t require being asked twice. I fetched the dildo from its packaging. It was smooth and massive. I held it up, and she fixed on it, a blend of terror and brute hunger crossing her face.

“Show me, beg me how you want it. My dirty slut,” I growled, my voice low.

She grasped it, her hand closing around the shaft. She urged the slick, chilly tip to her entrance, her hand trembling. She pushed, and the wide head started to open her up. A harsh, panting cry was ripped from her mouth, and her entire body stiffened.

“Fuck. Wow… It’s so big!” She pushed again, and the first thick inch vanished inside of her. Her other hand went to her boobs, massaging it hard through the material of her dress. Her hips jerked up, trying to take more, to force the unbelievable stretch.

I shifted to the side of the bed, transfixed. I could see it all. The way that her body stretched to fit the invasion, the way that her inner muscles quivered around the foreign silicone.

I set a hand on her knee, and she was burning. Her eyes were wide, wide open, locking onto mine.

“Do it, yaar,” she begged, her voice breaking. “You do it. I can’t… I need you.”

My hand closed over hers on the toy’s base. The heat from her skin was a brand. So, fucking hot. I gently moved her fingers aside, taking full control. Her eyes, wide open with a mix of fear and desperate need, were locked on mine.

Me: “Let me.”

I murmured, my voice a low rasp I barely recognised.

I pushed. The dildo by another inch in her pussy. Her resistance was giving way with a soft, wet sound. She let a ragged cry tear from her throat. Her hands were catching the bedsheets so tightly.

“Oh god…”

“Shhh,” I soothed, my other hand stroking her inner thigh, feeling the fine tremors wracking her slim frame. “Just feel it.”

I began a slow, deliberate rhythm. In, then out, then deeper in. Each stroke made her gasp. Each withdrawal made her whimper.

Her tightness was incredible. Her hips lifted, begging for more. I was mesmerised by her capacity. Her mind was ready, but what’s surprising to me was her body. It was ready to take all I gave.

My fingers trailed from her thigh and touched her asshole. She flinched, a new, sharper tension seizing her.

“Easy,” I whispered. “Just my thumb. Trust me.”

I circled the sensitive knot with my thumb, my other hand never stopping its steady penetration with the dildo. The dual sensations made her moan a soft, high-pitched melody of overwhelming sensation.

The question burned in my mind, a dark, possessive curiosity. I had to know. My thumb pressed a little harder, a promise of what was coming.

“Vyshnavi,” I said, my voice firm, cutting through her moans. Her glassy eyes focused on me. “Are you still a virgin?”

The question seemed to shock her back to reality for a second. A deep blush bloomed. She bit her swollen lower lip, then gave a tiny, almost imperceptible nod.

“Yes,” she breathed out, the word barely audible. “Yes, Sir.”

Sir. At that moment, she called me, and it sent a jolt of pure, primal electricity to my core. The power was so intoxicating that it gave her a new high fantasy of her mother. This was real. This was now. She was offering me everything.

“No,” I corrected her, my thumb applying definitive pressure. “Not ‘Sir.’ Call me Daddy.”

As I spoke, I pushed my thumb into her. Just the very tip, breaching that incredible tightness. Her reaction was instantaneous and explosive. It was an unexpected pleasure.

“DADDY!”

The word echoed in the room. It was the most erotic sound I had ever heard. I licked my thumb, made it wet and inserted it again, but this time an inch or so deeper.

Me: “That’s it, baby girl,” I growled. “Say it again, my nympho. ”

Vyshnavi: “Daddy… oh, Daddy, please…” She sobbed.

I began to move my thumb in a slow, corkscrew motion, in time with the thrusts of the toy. The filthy, wet sounds filled the air.

Vyshnavi: “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy.” with every exhale. (Her moans were constant.)

I needed to know her. All of her. “What else, little one?” I asked, my voice thick with desire. “What are the other secret things my girl thinks about when she’s alone with her toy?”

She was lost in the sensation, her words slurred and breathy. “I… I think about… being watched…”

Me: “Like this?” I thrust the dildo deep, making her cry out.

Vyshnavi: “Yes! Yes, Daddy… I dreamt… of someone… finding me… seeing how bad I am…”

“You’re not bad,” I murmured, leaning over her, my face close to hers. “You’re perfect. A perfect, naughty doll for Daddy to play with. What else?”

“Sometimes… I put… ice…” she confessed, the admission seeming to shame and excite her all at once. “On my tits, Daddy, while I… you know…”

Fuck… The image was searing. “Do they get hard? Like little diamonds?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whimpered. “So hard… and so sensitive…”

That was it. I couldn’t wait another second. I needed to taste her. Her nipple was already a hard peak, just as she’d said. I closed my lips over her apple tits.

She let out a sharp guttural cry that was entirely new. Hearing this, I sucked hard. It was a raw and unfiltered scream of sensation.

Vyshnavi: “AH! DADDY!”

She thrashed beneath me, forcing her boobs deeper into my mouth. I suckled her like a man starving, my thrusts with the dildo becoming harder and deeper, fuelled by her frantic cries.

My thumb worked her other entrance, a constant, stretching reminder of my possession. Vyshnavi’s hands were in my hair now. She wasn’t pushing me away but rather holding my head to her breast, silently begging for more.

I gave a bite on her cleavage and switched to the other knee, giving it the same rough and wet attention. I was sucking and licking until she was sobbing openly. Her body was a taut bowstring of pleasure stretched to its absolute limit.

The whole room smelled of a mix of her sweat, perfume, and the unmistakable scent of her arousal. I was drowning in her. She was all that existed.

PS: Vyshnavi is 19 years old

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I was tired that evening from a whole day of shopping. All I wanted was a seat on the bus, and to my luck, I found one.

At the next stop, she walked in. A beautiful woman, confident, with eyes that caught the light in a way that made them gleam. She was wearing tight denim jeans, a black tank top that held her breasts well, her cleavage on full display, her navel also catching my attention with the small ring.

A sharp jawline, lips stained red, and a nose ring that seemed to demand my attention. She looked at me and asked, almost casually:

“Hi…is this seat free? Mind if I join you?”

Her eyes, her nose ring, her lips – I couldn’t look away. Somehow, I managed to breathe out:

“Yes, please.”

She slid into the seat beside me with an easy smile.

“You say ‘yes please’… but those eyes of yours are saying a lot more than that.”

I felt my cheeks warm.

“Eh… actually, that nose ring looks good on you. That just caught my eye.”

She touched it lightly, tilting her head.

“Oh… so it’s the nose ring stealing all your attention? For a second, I thought it was me. Do you usually notice little details like that… or am I special?”

I swallowed, smiling awkwardly.

“I think you are. Uh oh, your eyes are trying to compete for attention as well.”

She leaned closer, her eyes locking on mine.

“Mmm… sounds like I’m winning either way then. First the nose ring, now my eyes? Careful… you keep talking like that and I might start to think you’re trying to charm me.”

“I might be,” I admitted, half-teasing, half-serious. “Where are you headed anyway?”

“Nowhere too exciting,” she said, relaxing into the seat. “Just heading home after a long day. But I have to admit – this ride suddenly feels a lot more interesting. What about you, mister shopper? Bags full of secrets, or just the usual errands?”

“Nothing. Went shopping… going hometown next week for my friend’s wedding.”

“A wedding, hmm?” she smiled. “That sounds exciting. Nothing like seeing your friend start a new chapter. So tell me, are you the kind of guest who just blends into the crowd… or the one who secretly steals the spotlight?”

“Meh, I don’t care,” I shrugged. “This one’s gonna be filled with questions -‘ When are you getting married?’ And uh oh, the fight is getting serious… that nose ring is shining with the sunlight, the eyes are gleaming too.”

She laughed softly.

“Ah… so the real fight isn’t at the wedding, it’s right here between my nose ring and my eyes? Maybe I should let you decide the winner… though something tells me you’ll find a way to avoid choosing.”

“Yeah,” I grinned, “because I think someone else is also getting into the fight.”

She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving slyly.

“Oh? Someone else? Don’t tell me it’s my lips trying to join the competition now.”

“No, they’re not fighting,” I smirked. “They’re in the finals anyway. It’s your cleavage.”

She let out a little laugh, narrowing her eyes playfully as she folded her arms beneath her chest.

“Ohhh… bold, aren’t you? Most people would’ve kept that thought to themselves. Good thing I like it when someone’s honest with me.”

“I knew I was right then,” I said, smiling. “You’re not the kind who likes things held back when it comes to admiration.”

Her voice seemed a bit weird to me; it seemed a little manly. I had my doubts.

“Mmm…” she smirked, “you read me well. I’ve never had much patience for half-truths. So,… if you’re this straightforward with a stranger on a bus, I can only imagine how dangerously charming you must be with people you actually know.”

“No actually, I’m surprised at the progress I’m making. I am making one, right?”

She brushed my arm lightly, letting her touch linger.

“Oh, you’re definitely making progress. Trust me, I wouldn’t still be sitting here if you weren’t.”

I hesitated.

“Actually, don’t get me wrong. I don’t intend to disrespect you, but may I ask you a question?”

Her expression softened.

“Of course, ask me anything. What’s on your mind?”

“Are you trans?”

She paused for just a moment, then smiled calmly.

“Yes, I am. I hope that doesn’t make you see me any differently.”

“No, that doesn’t matter to me at all. So where do you work?”

“By the way, I am Shriya. I work at a design studio. Long hours, but I love it.” She leaned in with a grin.

“What about you,…?” She stumbled as she didn’t know my name.

“Akshay,” I replied, extending my hand.

“Oh, Akshay… what do you do when you’re not charming strangers on buses?” She asked, meeting my hands; her hands were soft and cold.

I just couldn’t stop thinking about how her breasts might feel in my palms.

“I’m a copywriter. I love my job too. I get to write what people might like to watch. I’ve been in the city for almost a year now, and I hadn’t met any stranger with a cute nose ring and gorgeous blue eyes whom I can try to charm.”

She laughed softly, pretending to look away.

“A copywriter, huh? No wonder your words come out so smooth.”

“Nope,” I admitted. “As I said earlier, I’m surprised. Also… one more question.”

“You do love your questions, don’t you?” she teased. “Go on then… what’s the next one?”

“Do you prefer dating men or women?”

“I don’t take that as disrespect,” she said gently.

“I prefer men. Though for me, it’s less about labels and more about the connection. If someone can make me laugh, make me feel seen, that matters more than anything else.”

“Ah ha,” I grinned. “Would you mind getting a coffee with a copywriter who spent his day shopping for a wedding he doesn’t even want to go to?”

She laughed, eyes lighting up.

“Hmm… I’d say that deserves a coffee. But only if you promise you’ll bring that same honesty and playfulness with you.”

When the bus stopped, I followed her off, and only then did I notice that her ass swayed so well even in the tight jeans.

She caught me staring at her from behind. She glanced back with a sly smirk, “Tell me, Akshay… were you admiring the view, or just making sure I don’t get lost on the way to the café?”

“I think there is a new player in the game, it was hiding this whole time,” I replied as I caught up beside her.

She grinned a little at that remark.

At the café, she stopped me from choosing a random table and pointed to a quiet corner.

“Uh-uh, not that one. If we’re going to crown a winner tonight, I don’t want any distractions.”

We sat across from each other. She let her hair fall free and lifted her arms to tie it back.

Her crop top dropped a little further down as she did that, exposing almost her entire breasts.

She caught me.

“You stare like a man writing poetry in his head. Tell me, Akshay… what exactly is running through that copywriter’s mind right now?” she said, adjusting her top.

Under the table, I rubbed her leg with mine.

She smiled a little, and that encouraged me to carry on.

I went a little up her inner thighs, she spread her legs open, and took my feet close to her groin.

I could feel the bulge through her denims.

Just then, our coffees arrived. She wrapped her hands around her cup and gave me that look.

“Now this coffee has some competition… let’s see if it can keep me as interested as you have.”

She slipped the straw between her lips, lingering, licking its tip just slightly as her eyes stayed locked on me.

“Mmm… caramel never tasted this good before. Careful, Akshay… if you keep watching me like that, you’ll make me wonder if it’s the coffee you came here for… or something else entirely.”

I leaned in, smiling.

“I’m so mesmerized by you, Shriya. I think your nose ring finally won – it’s going to the finals with your lips.”

She laughed softly, touching it.

“Ahh, so we’ve made it to the finals already? Nose ring versus lips… quite the match. But tell me, Akshay… when the moment comes, how will you possibly choose between them?”

“Maybe my lips will have to explore them,” I murmured.

She checked out the café and noticed that we were not visible to anyone, then she got up from her seat and came beside me.

We got closer to each other and finally, our lips met; it felt so sexy, my fantasy was getting fulfilled.

I held her by her waist and pulled her closer with one hand, while with the other, I pressed her breasts over her top.

She too sent her hand to my dick.

I broke the kiss and asked, “Should we get to my place? It’s nearby.”

“Come on, let’s go” she replied instantly, getting up.

I smirked.

“Would you mind if we stop for condoms? Or should I order on Blinkit?”

She laughed softly, eyes twinkling.

“Stopping on the way might be smarter – saves us from awkward delivery timings.”

We started walking really fast, holding hands.

I stopped near a medical store and told her to wait.

“Since we are sword fighting, do we need lube?” I asked playfully.

She smiled back, “No, I have it in my purse, just get the raincoats and come fast… the weather is getting heavy.”

I brought the extra thin as I wanted to explore it fully.

As soon as we got into my apartment, I locked the door behind me and got to her lips. We kissed passionately. I took her in my arms without breaking the kiss and took her to the bedroom.

I put her down on the bed and pulled her top up immediately. Her breasts lay there, right in front of me. I was surprised to see she was braless. I took her right breast in my mouth and pressed the left one with my hand.

She let a soft moan. Just as I imagined, soft as a pillow.

I sucked on her nipples turn by turn, occasionally giving small bites.

I switched to her neck, cheek, and the jewel in the crown, her sexy nose ring. I planted a kiss on it and then slid down to her lips. The kiss was messy, and things were getting hot.

*****

So what happened? What did Akshay do next?

Head over to part two of the story to find out.

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Hi, this is Dhruv again. In the previous part, you read how my daughter got double penetrated by her teachers at college. That evening, I checked her while she was sleeping. Her pussy was swollen and dark red in colour due to the intense fuck it had received.

At 8 PM, I got a message from my partner that the client had set up an urgent meeting. The call was scheduled at 12:30 AM IST, so I took my laptop and went to the guest room. I didn’t want to disturb my wife, so I sneaked out at 12 AM. I kept the guest room door open so I could see the living room from it.

Around 12:30 AM, my wife came out of our bedroom and walked towards the first floor where my son sleeps. I was curious and surprised how my wife walked boldly to her son to get her pussy fucked. She wore a nightgown, and I could see her boobs jiggling as she climbed the steps.

The client call started, and I was unable to concentrate. Luckily, the client made it very short so that the call ended in the next 5 minutes. It was actually scheduled for an hour, and my wife knew that. I immediately left my laptop there and ran upstairs to see what was happening over there.

I noticed my son’s room door was not completely closed. I went closer and tried to peek into the room. Since the night lamp was on, it was clear to watch. I saw my wife nude lying on the bed beside my son, who was sleeping. She was rubbing her palm on my son’s dick slowly.

Such a slow moment can make any dick hard, and as soon as my son’s dick got into shape. She pulled his dick out of his shorts and started to stroke it to make it much harder. I noticed my sexy wife sitting naked and stroking my sleeping son’s dick. Her boobs were moving as she stroked, and her nipples were hard.

She stroked for a while, and slowly she bent forward and took my son’s dick in her mouth. I heard a low moan from my son, and he was awake now. He was surprised and was about to say something, but my wife stopped him mid-way by placing her finger on his lips.

My son smiled and made sure his shorts came out from his legs. My son spread his legs wide so his mom could access his balls as well. My wife was sucking my son’s dick while her hand was playing with his balls. My wife was massaging my son’s balls and pulling his ball sack in between.

That was making my son jump on the bed. My son got so horny that he placed his hand on my wife’s head and tried to push her down on his dick. But my wife pulled his hand and said, “Today I am the one who is in charge, we only have 45 minutes more before your dad’s call gets over. So stay calm”.

Saying those words, she placed her legs on either side of my son. I watched as her pussy came closer to his dick. My wife was holding my son’s dick with one hand and lowering herself on it. She held my son’s dick still and swung her ass front and back. This made her pussy rub against my son’s dick.

My son was holding my wife’s boobs and playing with them. My wife smiled and leaned forward to kiss my son. Though they kissed hard, my wife made sure that she was rubbing my son’s dick with her wet pussy. I could see wet lines of her pussy juices as she moved her ass.

My wife then slowly sat on my son’s dick while it slid into my wife’s pussy. Their lips didn’t part as my son’s whole dick disappeared into my wife’s pussy. My wife started to ride my son slowly, who now placed his hands over my wife’s ass and was massaging her ass cheeks.

My wife got up from my son and placed her hands on his chest and started to ride him. She kept raising till his dick tip was about to come out of her pussy and sat down on it. My son’s hands reached out in between her ass cheeks, searching for his mom’s ass hole.

He was successful in getting to her ass hole, and he started to tickle it with his fingers. “Aah,” my wife moaned and rode him faster. My son understood that his mom loves when he plays with her ass hole.

He started to make circles around my wife’s ass hole, and that made my wife jump on his dick with great force. My son wanted to double the pleasure that his mom was getting on his dick. Pushed his finger into my wife’s ass hole all of a sudden.

Fuck God, my wife screamed and looked into my son’s eyes. She caught his face and, leaning over him, began to kiss him so wildly. Her smooching sounds can be heard clearly, and she started to slam her pussy on his dick faster now.

My son started to slap my wife’s ass with one hand while his other hand was fingering his mom’s ass hole. My wife’s moans and cries in pleasure filled the room.

She got up from my son’s dick and rubbed her pussy with her hand. She squirted all her juices over my son’s stomach and chest. She fell beside him once she was done squirting. My son took her juices from his stomach with his hand and licked them.

My wife was still taking heavy breaths, lying beside my son. My son lifted her left leg and positioned himself under it. He slowly pushed his dick back into my wife’s pussy. Hmmm, Rohan, my wife moaned, and my son started to fuck my wife’s pussy from below.

My wife’s boobs started to bounce as his strokes got harder. My son caught my wife’s boobs and pulled them by holding her nipples, he started to fuck her faster. All of a sudden, my son got wild, and he got on top of her. He pushed his dick back in missionary position and started to fuck my wife faster and faster.

The sound of my son’s balls slapping against my wife’s pussy filled the room along with my wife’s screams. My son fucked my wife for the next 5 minutes nonstop, and with a huge grunt, he came in his mom’s pussy. He fell next to her once done, and they kissed each other.

My wife got up and wore her nightgown. I ran back down and went into the guest room. I waited for my wife to get down, and she went back to our bedroom. I was about to go and fuck my wife’s pussy, which was full of my son’s cum.

But suddenly my daughter walked out asking, “Aren’t you asleep, Dad?” I sat back in the chair, covering my hardon and said, “No, baby, I had a meeting till now. Why are you awake, princess?” I asked her. My daughter said she was thirsty and came to fetch some water.

I went along with her to the kitchen and watched her as she was drinking water. Her nipples were poking through the t-shirt as she didn’t wear a bra. I started to rub my dick. My daughter smiled, looking at it. I grabbed my daughter and kissed her. She responded to my kiss.

I pulled her shorts down, lifted her leg, and started to rub my dick on her pussy. It was getting wet, and I was about to push it into her pussy. My daughter pleaded, “Sorry, Dad, I cannot take it today.” I understood why, as it was used very roughly by her teachers.

I lifted her up and placed her on the kitchen slab. I started to lick her pussy. My daughter caught her head and pushed it into her pussy. My licking was like soothing her pussy after the brutal fucking it got. My daughter kept on moaning, “Yes, Daddy.”

She came in my mouth in no time. I walked with her to her room, and she asked me, “Shall I give you a blowjob, daddy?” She said, looking at my hard dick. But I said, “Don’t worry, little heart, your mom will take care of it”. I went back to my bedroom to see my wife sleeping peacefully.

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Hello everyone, this is milflover back with the story after almost 2 years, or maybe even more than that. I remember the amount of love and appreciation I was getting at that moment for the stories I had written, but due to unavoidable reasons, I had to stop writing the stories further.

Since I have now got some free time, I have thought that I might as well finish what was started. Hopefully, I will get the same response this time around as well and will be able to get the same amount of love and appreciation that I received previously.

For those who haven’t read my stories or have lost touch, they can read them again.

When those days of cumming inside Bhabhi’s pussy as advised by the doctor, had ended, I wanted to explore more. I was bored with just fucking Bhabhi in her pussy.

Even though we had enjoyed ourselves at different locations and tried different positions, I wanted something more. So I called my aunt to see if something could be done to make the rest of the trip more exciting.

Me: Aunt, tell me how I can make the rest of the trip more exciting?

Aunt: Aren’t you tired yet? Bhabhi was telling me you are having a lot of sex.

Me: No, Darling, I’m taking full care of my diet here. I am not tired.

Aunt: I don’t know what you can do there, but I am missing you.

Me: I miss you too, baby. Why don’t you join us here, and I will fuck both of you together.

Aunt: Remember, you were the one who wanted to keep our relationship secret, and now you are telling us that we should have a threesome.

Me: Don’t worry, my darling aunt, I will do something about this. You keep your bags packed.

After talking to my aunt, I went to Bhabhi and started talking to her about what could be done in the next few days.

Me: Bhabhi, now that I have cum in your pussy for the last 4-5 days, and the time which the doctor had given is over, why not postpone our plan and go back?

Bhabhi: No, no, I don’t want to go back now. The past few days have been the best days of my life. I want to stay here only.

Me: But bhabhi, nothing is exciting left in having sex with you daily again and again. We have had so much of each other these days.

Bhabhi: That’s true, but still I want to stay here. Do you have any idea what we can do to excite ourselves again?

Me: Bhabhi, shall I confess something?

Bhabhi: Sure, you can tell me whatever you want. Your secret is safe with me.

Me: So, Bhabhi, once I saw my aunt changing her clothes at night from my window. She was looking so sexy that I wanted to fuck her.

Me: This kept going on for a few weeks. I would see my aunt changing clothes at night, and one day she caught me and said I’m like her son. She closed that window, and I haven’t seen her nude since that day.

Bhabhi: Is this your secret? And why are you telling me all this?

Me: Bhabhi, I want to fuck her. Her nude body comes in front of my eyes whenever I think of her. Please help me fuck her once. Uncle died more than a year ago. She must be unsatisfied as well. Please do something.

Bhabhi: What can I do? And how will I tell her that she is my sister-in-law?

Me: I don’t know, but you promised me to do something in return for me. So do this for me.

Bhabhi: I can’t do this. Another thing I can do for you is take my ass. It’s a virgin ass. My husband has never fucked me in the ass.

Me: Oh dear bhabhi, what have you just done? I was thinking how to fuck you in your ass. You have given me a great opportunity by telling me you are a Virgin.

Me: But I beg you, please help me fuck my aunt. I fell in love with her seeing her nude, and that is the reason I agreed to come with you, as I love her.

Bhabhi: When we go back to India, I will try for sure.

Me: No, book her tickets and bring her here tomorrow morning, and then we will see how we do things further.

Bhabhi: Okay, I will try to get her tickets done, and the rest, you can try your luck.

Me: You talk to her about how I was in bed with you. She has also not been with any man after Uncle’s death. You have to make her feel that she needs a man. And that man is standing in front of you.

Bhabhi: I will try to convince her to come here.

Before Bhabhi called Aunt, I messaged her that I had told Bhabhi that I wanted to fuck my aunt and do something about that. So play along, and in the end, agree to come here tomorrow morning, we will still have 3-4 days.

I was waiting for Bhabhi to come with the good news that Aunt is coming tomorrow morning. Then my aunt’s message came that her ticket has been booked and she will come tomorrow at 1 PM.

That night, I couldn’t sleep as I was planning to have a threesome with Aunt and Bhabhi. The next morning, we woke up a little late and had breakfast in the room. We told the hotel that we would be having a guest, so they put a mattress in the room.

And finally, Aunt reached the hotel. I was very excited but had to control my excitement so that Bhabhi wouldn’t doubt us. I had asked Bhabhi that I would leave both of you alone, and you must make Aunt horny. I had already planned with my aunt to play along.

Later that night, I said that I would sleep on the mattress and the two ladies could sleep on the bed. During the night, Bhabhi came and woke me up, saying, “Let’s have sex.” She would moan loudly so that Aunt would listen to her moans and get excited.

I knew Aunt was awake, so I agreed to her and gave Aunt a hint about what was going to happen. I started to lick Bhabhi’s pussy, and she started to moan. After a while, Aunt moved a little. So Bhabhi told me that I should start fucking her.

I entered Bhabhi’s wet pussy and slowly was fucking her. She said to go hard like the day when I was upset with her. I then started ramming her pussy mercilessly, and suddenly, Aunt woke up and, according to plan, went to the washroom.

The plan was that when Bhabhi and I finish, Bhabhi will go to the washroom, and there she will see Aunt masturbating and would suggest that she get fucked by me. This is exactly what happened.

Bhabhi and I cum together, and Bhabhi went to clean herself. She didn’t know that Aunt was inside. She entered the bathroom and saw my aunt fingering her pussy.

Aunt: Oh, dear husband, you never fucked me like your nephew is fucking my Bhabhi outside. Ah, I miss you so much.

Bhabhi: Didi, what are you doing?

Aunt: You were moaning so loudly that I got horny. What else could I do? I have been doing this since my husband died.

Bhabhi: Why don’t you try him? He has told me he wants to fuck you. He loves you a lot.

Aunt: I know he wants me, but he is like my son. How can I do anything with him?

Bhabhi: He is like your son, but not your son. And you need a man to satisfy you. How long can fingers help? Please Didi try him once. He will satisfy you. Till the time we are here. No one will come to know.

Aunt: Okay, if you say so. I will think as a woman and not as an aunt.

Then they both came out of the washroom. Aunt came to me and started playing with my cock. And my cock started to erect again. But I had to play along.

Me: Aunt, what are you doing? You only said that it is wrong. I am like your son, so why are you now doing this?

Aunt: My Bhabhi has told me everything you have been doing to her in the past few days. Now, when I heard her moan, the woman in me was not able to control herself.

Aunt: Please satisfy me as well. I was a fool who rejected your proposal. Fuck me the way I’m never been fucked.

Me: Thank you so much for making my dream come true. I wanted to fuck you from the day I saw you nude.

Aunt started giving me a blowjob, and my cock was fully erect now. Aunt came on top of me and started riding me. I kept playing with her boobs while she rode me. In between, I would grab her by the throat and slap her as well.

I could see Aunt enjoying the rough treatment, and Bhabhi being in shock seeing my behaviour with Aunt. Then we turned our position. I was on top of my aunt in a missionary position. I was about to cum, so I increased my speed and started ramming Aunt’s pussy.

Aunt told me to cum on her face. So I cum on her face. She hadn’t cum yet, so I gave her pleasure by licking and fingering her pussy. She came so hard, and I drank her tasty cum every single drop and didn’t waste it.

I got so tired of having back-to-back, two heavy sessions of sex with the lovely ladies. I didn’t even go to the bathroom to clean myself and fell asleep in that state.

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Priya, Nafisa and I watched son fucking his mother in missionary position. Nancy Aunty’s breasts were jiggling over her chest while her son pounded her. I felt soft hands fondling my cock and balls. I saw both Priya and Nafisa holding my cock and balls, playing with them.

They were grinning as their mission was accomplished. They wanted their mother-in-law to commit incest with her son, and it was achieved.

“Shall we start where we stopped in the afternoon?” Both the ladies asked me in chorus.

“Sure, why not?” I said, pulling the cord of Priya’s petticoat, letting it fall to her feet, exposing her pussy. While Priya was unhooking her blouse, Nafisa had removed her lehenga and stood nude. Priya was nude in seconds.

Seeing all three of us naked, Nancy Aunty said,” My son is a lousy fucker like his dad. Will you send Rajesh back? I want him.”

“So, you want a young cock. Your son is also young like Rajesh. Do you still have the sex fire in you, bitch,” Nafisa hissed at her mother-in-law.

“Don’t hurt me more. I want that cock now,” Nancy Aunty said, eyeing my cock.

“Priya, you enjoy with your brother while I shut this bitch’s mouth,” said Nafisa, and went and sat on Nancy Aunt’s chest. She pushed her pussy to her mouth and said,” Suck it bitch.” Nancy Aunty licked her daughter-in-law’s pussy, but her eyes were still on my cock.

Priya went near Mathew, keeping her mouth close to his cock. She said to me, “Brother, fuck me from back while I suck this bitch’s pussy.”

I thought Priya would take me away from the crowd to get fucked. OMG, she wanted to be part of the group sex. Fucking five some orgy. Priya, bending in doggy style, started licking Nancy Aunt’s clit, and her lips were grazing Mathew’s cock, which was moving in and out of his mother.

Nafisa, keeping her one leg on the sofa backrest and the other firmly on the floor, lowered her body down, bringing her dripping pussy close to her mother-in-law’s mouth. Nancy Aunty looked up at her elder daughter-in-law and then her opened up pussy lips.

Knowing what Nafisa was expecting from her, Nancy Aunty stretched her tongue and licked Nafisa’s pussy a few times. Nancy Aunty made a face when she tasted a woman’s cum on her tongue, and it looked like it was her first time.  Getting the hang of it, Nancy aunty licked and sucked Nafisa’s wet pussy.

It looked like she was enjoying it now. I got behind Priya, holding her hips for support, I pushed my cock inside her and filled her up in one big jerk. I fucked Priya at a slow pace, staring at Mathew fucking his mother briskly. Priya was licking her mother-in-law’s clit, watching Mathew’s cock move in and out.

Her lips and tongue were touching his lubricated cock as he pounded his mother. Nafisa was getting her pussy sucked by her mother-in-law and was staring at me while I fucked my cousin sister in doggy style. Everyone was enjoying and relishing their sexual desires and enjoying the forbidden fruit.

A wicked idea crept into my mind. I signalled Nafisa to come over. She got off Nancy Aunt’s chest and came near me. I whispered my idea in her ear, and she started laughing loudly and said ‘yes’ eagerly.

“Aunty, are you ready for the second round with me?” I asked Nancy Aunty.

“Yes, beta,” Nancy Aunty said, keeping her hand on her son’s chest, she pushed Mathew, who was busy fucking her. Seeing Mathew not stopping, she took her hand at their union.

Holding her son’s cock, she pulled it out and she said,” Get up. Anyway, we have crossed the line; you can take me later. I want Rajesh inside me.”

Mathew grumbling got off his mother’s body, and his cock was shining with his mother’s cum juices. Priya, turning back at me, asked, “What about me, bastard. Are you going to pull out and desert me?”

Pulling my cock out of her, I said, “Mathew is free and ready too. Why don’t you ride him and teach him some of your tricks?”

Making a face, Priya said,” I don’t want that mother fucker. I want you.”

Nafisa whispered in Priya’s ears, and my plan took her aback. “That’s wicked. But I am curious to see how it goes. Let’s see how my brother will handle it.”

“Come, beta. Mummy is waiting,” Nancy Aunty said, stretching her arms, inviting me eagerly. The dumb lady had no idea of what I was going to do with her.

“Get up, Aunty. I will lie down and you can ride me,” I said, holding her hand. I pulled Nancy Aunty up from the sofa. I slept on the sofa, Nancy Aunty sat on my thighs with her crotch against mine. Her left foot was on the floor; she held my cock in her hand.

She raised her hips and aligned my cock to her opening. I was not able to see because of abundant pubic hair. She slowly dropped her weight, and her pussy swallowed my cock inch by inch. Finally, I was inside her fully, and she gasped loudly as my cock filled her up completely.

Nancy Aunty started hopping on my cock, keeping her hand on my tummy for support. She was thoroughly enjoying riding my thick cock, not knowing what was in store for her.

As I wanted Nancy Aunty to lie down on my body so that Mathew, her son, could take her ass hole from behind. Ah, yes, that was my wicked plan. Taking the Nancy bitch in both her holes and surprising her. “Give me your breasts to suck, Aunty,” I said.

“You won’t get any milk from them like Nafisa,” Nancy Aunty said, laughing.

“I want to chew and bite your long nipples,” I said, pulling her down, holding her shoulders.

Nancy Aunty fell on me, and her small tits were crushed on my chest. She crept upwards so that her right nipple was over my lips, taking care so that my cock would not slip out of her. Taking her lengthy, rubbery nipple in my mouth, I started biting it gently and signalled Nafisa to make the next move.

Nafisa, knowing what I was expecting, quickly went near Mathew and held his cum drenched cock. She started jerking his cock to get him ready for our next bold move. Nafisa, jerking Mathew’s cock, getting him more erect, brought him near his mother’s buttocks. But the idiot’s eyes were on Nafisa’s breasts.

He groped her breasts and began pressing them. Nafisa stared at him angrily, pushed his hands away with her free left hand and asked him to look down. Mathew saw his mother’s buttocks and my cock moving in and out of her pussy. Nafisa kept her left finger on Nancy Aunt’s wrinkled ass hole.

She winked at him, indicating that he had to take his mother’s other free hole. Mathew’s eyes opened wide, seeing what his Bhabhi wanted from him. To fuck his mother in her ass while my cock was still inside her pussy. Now, the next part was the tricky one.

Nancy Aunty was humping on my cock furiously, moving her ass up and down rapidly. Nafisa made Mathew kneel on the sofa behind his mother. Holding his cock, she tried to bring it close to Nancy Aunt’s ass cheeks.

As Nancy Aunty was busy hopping up and down on my cock, Nafisa was failing to keep the cock tip at the ass hole. I knew that Mathew wouldn’t be able to penetrate his mother easily. The surprise elopement won’t be there if we ask her to fuck in the ass. She might refuse and spoil the fun.

I had to get into the act before she gets tired. Keeping my hands on her back, I pushed Nancy Aunty down, our bodies pressed against each other, and my cock went deep in her. I kept her body still so that her son could gain entry through her back TIGHT hole.

Nafisa, who was holding Mathew’s cock, pointed the tip at Nancy Aunt’s ass hole and signalled him to push hard. Grunting hard, Mathew pushed his cock inside his Mother’s wrinkled ass hole, and Nancy Aunty screamed and asked, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

“Shut up bitch. It is my finger. I want to break your ass virginity,” said Nafisa, signalling Mathew to push his cock deeper in his mother.

Nancy Aunty was about to turn and look at her back. I quickly held her face in my palms and kissed her lips, shutting her mouth and her screams, if any. Mathew penetrated his mother’s virgin ass hole slowly, inch by inch, and my cock felt his cock entering his mother’s ass.

Only a thin skin membrane was separating both our cocks. Mathew, who was grunting till now, struggling to penetrate his mother, looked relaxed and was smiling at me. I knew that he had successfully penetrated his mother’s ass hole from behind, and my plan worked perfectly. Nafisa got another revenge on her mother-in-law.

“Why is your finger so thick? It’s hurting me, please remove it, Nafisa,” Nancy Aunty said, taking her lips from mine, and she had tears in her eyes. I felt bad for Nancy Aunty. But seeing my sister and Nafisa enjoying seeing their mother-in-law’s discomfort, I thought of continuing with my wicked plan.

I began sucking her nipple to keep Nancy Aunt’s mind occupied, diverting her attention. Nancy Aunty was thinking that it was Nafisa’s finger inside her back hole. She would have brought the house down screaming if she had seen her son violating her ass.

My cock and Mathew’s cock were firmly lodged in both her holes. Now it was time for the next tricky part. The actual double penetration fuck. If I move my cock, I know that Mathew’s cock will pop out of her ass. If Mathew fucks his mother roughly, there is a chance that my cock may slide out.

I had to keep my cock stationary so that Mathew could move his cock in and out of his mother. If he starts fucking her tight hole, I know she will scream. I had to shut her mouth again. Taking my lips off her nipple, I held her face and smiled at Nancy Aunty to divert her attention.

She smiled back at me weakly. I knew she was in pain as both of her holes were filled up. I started kissing her and gave a thumbs-up sign to Mathew. I signalled him to plunder his mother’s ass hole. Priya, who was standing behind Mathew, held his hips and pulled him back.

I felt Mathew’s cock sliding out. Priya grinned at me, pushed Mathew’s ass into his mother. Nancy Aunty was responding to my wild kiss. She was kissing me back and thrusting her tongue in my mouth, which I was sucking. But when Mathew’s cock was being pushed in her tight ass hole.

He started fucking her ass. She was worried and tried to pull her lips back to scream. Anticipating that, I gripped her neck and started kissing her lips fiercely. Nancy Aunty was howling in my mouth while her son rammed her ass hole, showing mercy on his hapless mother.

Both Priya and Nafisa were encouraging Mathew to fuck his mother’s ass hole. Priya had his hand in his ass and another was cupping his balls to keep him erect. Nafisa was holding Mathew’s cock near the base with two fingers. Taking care that it didn’t slip out of his mother’s ass hole.

I wondered if both the sisters-in-law might take his cock inside them. Feeling Mathew’s cock plundering Nancy’s Aunt’s back hole. Mathew fucked his mother’s ass hole with the help of his two Bhabhis for about 5 minutes, and I knew his cock was shrinking.

He looked tired and was struggling to keep up the pace. Nafisa observed it too as she was holding his cock, assisting him. Holding her right breast in her free hand, she took the nipple close to Mathew’s mouth. Mathew took the nipple in his mouth eagerly and sucked her milk.

I felt his cock tighten a bit. With renewed energy, he fucked his mother’s ass, sucking Nafisa’s breast for milk. Priya was resting her forehead on his back, playing with his balls and encouraging Mathew, not allowing him to lose his harness. I was busy kissing Nancy Aunty, diverting her attention.

But that lasted only for a few minutes. I saw Mathew closing his eyes and knew he was ejaculating inside his mother’s ass, filling her up with his semen. I felt his cock shrinking and sliding out of his mother’s ass hole. Our mission was accomplished.

I showed a thumbs-up sign to both the sister-in-law, indicating that the show was over. I released Nancy Aunt’s lips and smiled at her.

Giving me an angry stare, Nancy Aunty asked,” What happened behind my back? I am sure it was not Nafisa’s finger that was moving inside my back hole. I know it was something else. Did you guys push anything inside my back?”

“Chill, Aunty. It was Nafisa Didi’s finger,” I said, grinning at her.

“No, you all are lying. Tell me what happened?” Saying Nancy Aunty asked us with suspicion. When she saw me smiling, she knew that I was lying. She turned back and saw her son wiping his flaccid cock, which was creamy with his palm.

“Oh no. Did my son fucked me in my ass?” She asked Nafisa with shock written all over her face.

“Yes, very much bitch. Your son took your ass virginity and filled your tight ass with his cum,” Nafisa said, laughing.

Nancy Aunty was silent for a few seconds and spoke calmly,” I don’t know what to say. It was good that my son didn’t cum in my pussy.”

“Did you enjoy getting double penetrated, bitch,” Nafisa asked her mother-in-law.

Nancy Aunty looked at me and then at her son, whose cock was limp now. Grinding her ass and feeling my cock, she spoke, which took us by surprise,” Very much. You did a good thing by surprising me and not letting me know that I was going to be fucked in the ass.

It hurt a bit at first, but later I enjoyed it thoroughly as my son moved his cock in and out. This was on my bucket list, but I never had the courage or the right partner to get both holes filled up. Thanks for fulfilling my longtime desire.”

It was our turn to get shocked hearing Nancy Aunty. Priya and Nafisa’s mouths were wide open, hearing their mother-in-law. Nancy Aunty was a gutsy lady, I thought. “Will you start riding me now, Aunty?” I asked her.

“No, son, I want to, but I am worn out. I will take you at night. Now my daughter-in-law will take care of you,” said Nancy Aunty. She got up, pulled my cock out of her, walked to the bathroom, and her steps were shaky.

“Get up, bastard. You fucked 4 ladies in one day. Mummy, me, Nafisa and now that bitch. Enough for now. Mummy said that she is coming here with Anil. You won’t get Nancy Aunty as my husband wants to fuck his stepmother. Go and take a bath. This evening will be raunchier,” Priya said, smiling.

I got up, went near Priya and hugged her. She enclosed her arms and hugged me back in sisterly affection. “You always refuse to give me a blowjob, but you sucked my cock without asking. Why the sudden change? Did you like its taste, or did you do it to impress your mother-in-law?”

Priya gripped my cock, tugging it hard. She said, “I don’t know why I sucked your cock. Anyway, I liked sucking you, sister fucker.” “If you liked my taste, why don’t you suck it now and drink my cum. I am ready to shoot my load,” I asked Priya, hoping to get a release.

“No way, I will swallow cum, even if it’s yours. I don’t mind if you shoot and fill me up down,” Priya said indicating that she was ready to get fucked.

Hearing her, Mathew came behind her and pressed his body to her back. His cock might be pressing against her buttocks. His hands came between us and cupping Priya’s breasts, he said,” I am ready to fill your pussy, Bhabhi.”

“Why don’t you try a threesome with them as both the boys are ready,” Nafisa said, seeing Mathew urging Priya and winking at her co-sister.

“No chance. Why don’t you do it instead,” Priya said and turning back at Mathew she said,” Don’t even dream of fucking me, idiot. My brother is enough for me. Go and fuck your mother, mother fucker.”

Mathew left us and went near Nafisa and hugged her. Nafisa, hugging him back, asked,” Do you want to suck my milk or do you want to fuck me?”

“No, Didi. How can I with this limp dick? Can I ask something?” Mathew said.

“I am impressed by the way you fucked your mother in both her holes. Ask, Mathew,” Nafisa said, looking at Mathew, who was nervous.

“Can I suck your tits, Bhabhi?” Mathew asked her in a double mind, thinking she might scold him.

“That’s all. Ok, your wish is granted,” Nafisa said agreeing to breastfeed her brother-in-law.

Mathew quickly brought his head down and latched his lips on her breast and started sucking her milk. “Wow, easy tiger. Not like this. Come, let’s sit on the sofa. You can drink my milk as much as you want.

Priya has to empty her brother’s balls.” Turning to us, she said,” Priya, take Rajesh to the bathroom and fuck him under the shower while taking a bath. Matthew and I will take a bath later after he empties both my breasts.”

Nafisa led Mathew to the sofa. Sitting on the sofa, she asked him to lie down on her lap which he did eagerly. Giving her right nipple to him, Nafisa closed her eyes in content as Mathew sucked her breast for milk. I lifted Priya and, carrying her in my arms, I asked,” Shall we fuck and bathe together, Sister?”

“Yes, my baby brother,” Priya said, biting my chin.

I carried Priya to the bathroom, let her down, and she hugged me in a tight embrace. We both stood under the shower and I turned it on. At first, cold water hit our bodies, and later warm water came gushing out of the shower head. Priya took the soap gel and applied it to my body.

She turned and applied the gel all over my body and gave the gel to me, giggling. Now it was my turn to apply soap to her body, which was reeking of cum tastes. I applied soap all over her body and placed it on the soap tray.

As the warm water was falling on our bodies, the soap lather was being washed down.

Priya gripped my cock, giving me a peck on my lips. She said,” I never knew that I would enjoy sex like this after marrying Anil. I considered you as my brother, as my mummy looks after you as a son. Everything has changed now, but you are still my brother. Thanks, brother.”

Cupping her pussy mound, I said,” You are my Didi and always will be one.”

“Don’t you think it’s time to introduce my sister to your brother?” Priya said and pointed my cock tip at her opening.

Taking my hand off her pussy, I said,” Yes, Didi. They must be wondering and waiting anxiously to meet each other again.”

As Priya stared into my eyes, I pushed my cock inside her, and it went halfway. She gasped initially, but she took her hands behind my back, cupping my ass, she said,” They have met each other. Show how much your brother loves my sister.”

Taking my hands behind her back, groping her ass cheeks, I started thrusting my cock inside her in short strokes. We fucked each other in a standing position for a few minutes, staring at each other. We both never wanted this to end. We had become lovers instead of cousins.

Priya suddenly moved back, and my cock was out of her warm pussy. When I was thinking why she did that, Priya stood facing the tiled wall with her back towards me. Bending her body a bit down, she raised her ass and winked at me.

My sister wanted me to take her doggy style. Sanding behind her, holding my cock in my right hand, I lined it at her pussy door. Holding her midriff, I pushed my cock inside her, and it went in smoothly. Priya gasped, holding the wall for support, she pushed her ass back at me and started fucking me.

Taking my hand off my cock, I cupped her small, firm breasts and pounded her from behind for a few minutes. She was wildly thrusting her buttocks at me, trying to fuck me back. This went on for a few minutes, and she slipped down to the floor, and my cock was yet again deserted.

Priya got laid on the wet floor, keeping her knees folded and feet firmly on the floor. She spread her legs wide, pussy lips opened up obscenely and invited me. She was in a perfect missionary style and wanted me to take her while the warm water was falling on our bodies.

I penetrated her for the third time in the bathroom and resumed the fuck. Priya closed her eyes, allowing me to use her body as I wished. I fucked her for 2 minutes, but due to the wet floor, she was sliding backwards as I plunged my cock deep in her. We might have moved a foot due to the slippery floor.

I was tired and feeling sleepy. I increased the speed, gripping her shoulders for grip. Priya wrapped her legs on my back, hugged my neck as I plundered her. She had her eyes still closed. Grunting, I further increased my thrusting, and she opened her eyes, and she knew that I was close.

“Lift me, brother,” Priya said with a strained voice.

Wondering what Priya wanted now, I lifted her. Priya, resting her feet on the floor, opened the commode cover and sat on it. Holding my cock, she pulled me towards her. Standing before her, I looked down. She moved the foreskin back, looking up at me, she took the mushroom head in her mouth and sucked it.

I was in a dilemma as I was close to cumming. I knew that she didn’t like to swallow cum.

“Cum…cum… cum….” Priya hollered with my cock in her mouth.

My cousin wants me to cum in her mouth. But, is she ready? I thought. I was too tired to think about it and started shooting in her mouth. The first few thrusts of cum hit the back of her throat, and I saw her swallow it down her throat. Priya kept on sucking my cock head and swallowing my cum as it flowed out.

Draining my balls, she licked the head with her tongue and stared at me with a victory look on her face.

“Are you happy? See, I have swallowed all your semen. I want to sleep. Take me to the room, brother,” Priya said, hugging my neck and coming into my arms, wrapping her legs around my body.

Stopping the shower, I carried Priya to the room. Making her lie on the bed, I got on the bed and we both slept together naked.

The story continues in the next part.

Mumtaz was worried about hearing me and said, “But she is still young, beta.”

“She is 20 and she herself said that she is not a virgin. Don’t worry, I will handle her with care,” I said and got up.

I couldn’t control myself anymore. Deciding that it was time to taste and fuck a fresh young pussy, I went near Ayesha and stood behind her, and Mumtaz was watching me worriedly. Holding Ayesha’s salwar bottom, I pulled it up till her armpits and saw her bra strap at her back.

Ayesha turned back and, smiling, she said,” What took you so long. I was waiting for you as yours is the big cock here.” Saying she left Mathew’s cock and raised her arms, signalling me to remove the salwar. I quickly pulled it over her head and threw it along with her mother’s clothes.

I unhooked her bra. Ayesha slipped it from her shoulders and arms and let the bra fall to the floor. Now Ayesha was standing naked without any shame in front of her mother. Taking my hands to Ayesha’s front, I tried to cup her breasts.

But she moved towards her mother, dragged both me and Mathew and stood in front of her. Bring her free hand to my hair. Ayesha pulled me to her front. I was dumbstruck seeing her twin beauties. They were like small cupcakes, standing proudly on her chest with sharp edges.

I kept on staring at the beauties and knew all the eyes were on me. “What are you waiting for? See how Raman and Anil Bhai are sucking my mother’s. Suck my tits, bastards. I always wanted two mouths on my tits, but Mathew was my only boyfriend. Now I have two. Hurry up, guys,” Ayesha said, pulling mine and Mathew’s hair and bringing our lips close to her gorgeous and delightful young breasts.

I saw Mathew quickly taking her right nipple inside his mouth and sucking on it. I licked her areola, wetting it with saliva and flicked her pointy nipple with the tip of my tongue. Ayesha eagerly thrust her nipple to my mouth, insisting that I suck it. I took the nipple between my lips and sucked it gently. I felt my head being pushed and took her whole breast in my mouth as if to gobble it, flicking my tongue over the nipple.

“Yes, yes, suck it. Take it fully inside the mouth and eat it, bastard,” Ayesha was pressing both our heads to her bosom, insisting that we suck her hard.

I felt my cock being gripped, and Ayesha was jerking mine and Mathew’s cocks simultaneously. Realising that she was in a high state of arousal, I took my right hand behind and cupped her firm ass, fingers moving inside her ass crack. I brought my left hand down to her mound, rubbed her crotch, middle finger moving all along her slit, which was dripping like waterfalls.

“FUCK ME WITH YOUR FINGERS, BASTARDS,” Ayesha was screaming at the top of her voice.

I dipped my middle finger inside her and found her pussy to be very tight, unlike the ladies I fucked before. I felt Mathew’s hand moving towards her cunt, and I pushed him away, as I wanted Ayesha for myself. She was only mine and didn’t want to share her with anyone. I finger fucked her with one finger for a few seconds, and her pussy got accustomed to it. Ayesha was ready for another one, I thought. I pushed my forefinger inside her and struggled to get it inside her. But at last I was successful and thoroughly finger fucked with my two fingers.

“Yes, baby. Fuck me, fuck me and suck me,” Ayesha was howling like a bitch in heat.

“Shall we join you, Ayesha?” I heard Raman asking her.

“Sure, why not, mother fuckers. The more the merrier. But you guys like only elderly ladies like my mother. Nancy and Mamata Aunty are free. Why don’t you take them along with my mother? I have two young studs to take care of me,” I heard Ayesha replying to the brothers.

“So no chance for us, then?” This time, it was Anil asking Ayesha.

“Mother Fuckers, you both have sexy wives, and yet you both go to your mother to fuck her. Are you both capable of taking me like Rajesh took your wives in the afternoon? How come you both have not come yet? See, Priya and her mother, Mamata Aunty, are sucking you both nicely,” Ayesha said, laughing, and the brothers were silent, hearing her, the way she ridiculed their sexual powers. So she has also seen the entire sex drama that happened in the house, like her mother, I thought.

As I finger fucked her, sucking her nipple, I knew Ayesha was ready to be taken as her pussy was dripping juices a lot. Taking my mouth off her nipple, I stood properly and kissed her lips. She was taken aback for a moment, but kissed me back eagerly. We both kissed for a few seconds, and her tongue lingered in my mouth. I sucked her tongue, and taking my lips away from hers, I asked her,” Do you want fingers inside you or something else?” My fingers were still busy inside her wet cunt.

With a wide smile on her face, Ayesha said,” I thought you would never ask. Why are you always late with me but quick with your sisters and aunts?”

Taking my fingers out of her cunt, I licked the juices from my fingers and said,” I am asking you now.”

Ayesha pushed Mathew away from her breast and abandoned his cock. Keeping her hands on her hips, she asked me,” How do you want to take me, bastard?”

Showing her the mat, I said,” Are you ready to do anything?” She nodded. “Then lie down, bitch.” I said.

Ayesha wriggled the panties off her feet and lay down on the mat naked. She looked at me, inviting me with open arms. I looked around. Mumtaz was nervous seeing her daughter getting ready to get fucked in front of her. The brothers were still mauling her fleshy body. Raman took his cock out of Priya’s mouth and pushed Mumtaz down, indicating for her to lie down. Anil also took his cock out of his mother-in-law’s mouth. Seeing Mumtaz hesitating, Raman and Anil lifted her and made her lie down on the mat beside her daughter. Nancy Aunty and Mamata Aunty were manipulating Mumtaz and cajoling her for a threesome. Priya and Nafisa were also watching their husbands getting into position to take Mumtaz.

Instead of getting on top of Ayesha in missionary position, I got on top of Ayesha in 69 position. My head was over her crotch, and my cock was dangling over her face. I knew everyone would be shocked, including Ayesha, as my cock was dancing over her lips. Ayesha quickly understood, and I felt her soft hand gripping my cock at the base and her tongue licking the tip. I stared at her hairless cunt. She was a beauty with a tiny body, small, firm breasts, a curvy midriff and great, round buttocks. I saw Raman getting between Mumtaz’s legs, Anil was sitting behind her head and trying to get his cock sucked by the bitch. I saw Raman’s cock disappearing inside Mumtaz’s pussy, and she moaned loudly, opening her mouth wide. Anil stuffed her mouth with his cock and stuffed her moans. But her eyes were on her daughter.

“Do you want to watch my mother getting fucked or you going to suck me, bastard,” I heard Ayesha hissing at me angrily.

Pushing her legs wide, I dipped my mouth into her open up cunt and licked it from top to bottom. At the bottom, I lingered my tongue tip inside her love hole, trying to tongue fuck her, but was not able to as her opening was very small. I opened her pussy lips with two fingers, pushed my tongue inside and tasted her juices. My right hand thumb was on her clit and prodding it continuously to keep her aroused.

Ayesha bit my cock as her pussy got pleasured by my tongue and fingers. As I was kneeling, I pushed my cock inside her mouth, indicating that she should suck it. Ayesha took half of my cock inside her mouth, and her one hand was still holding it so it would not enter her mouth and gag her. Clever girl, I thought.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Raman fucking Mumtaz furiously in missionary for a few minutes. Later, he got up, and Anil took his place between Mumtaz’s legs, and he started fucking her. The brothers were taking turns to fuck the horny Muslim bitch.

I was surprised to see Nafisa lying on the mat and Priya climbing on top of her in the 69 position. The two sisters-in-laws had decided to enjoy lesbian oral sex, seeing all the cocks busy except for Mathew’s. Another shocker. Mathew was lying on the mat, and Mamata Aunty was sitting near his legs, sucking his cock, which was soft now. Nancy Aunty was kneeling near his head and was giving her pussy to her son to suck. The scene was unbelievable as everyone was horny and wanted their lust to be quenched. Seeing Mathew’s cock erect, Mamata Aunty sat on his thighs and took his small cock inside her effortlessly. I never believed my God fearing Aunt to behave like a wanton whore, and I was responsible for that.

I sucked and licked Ayesha’s moist cunt while she gave me a wonderful blowjob, and I knew it was time for real action. Gently pulling my cock out of her mouth, I got up and came between her legs. Ayesha, understanding my intentions, quickly spread her legs wide, holding my cock, she said,” Hurry up, mother fucker, before other mother fuckers come and fuck me.”

I looked at Mumtaz, who was being humped by Anil now. Mumtaz saw me getting ready to take her daughter, brought her right hand to my crotch and holding my cock, she said,” Please be gentle with her, beta.”

“Don’t worry, Mumtaz. Mamata Aunty has taught me nicely. Why don’t you hold my cock and help me fuck your daughter?” I said, waving my cock at her.

Mumtaz stretched her hand and held my cock. She brought the head near Ayesha’s cunt, rubbed it on her daughter’s pussy slit, getting it wet with Ayesha’s juices. Seeing my cock lubricated, Mumtaz placed it on Ayesha’s opening and said with a worried tone,” She is still young. Go inside her slowly till she gets used to your thick lund, beta.”

I nodded, but Ayesha was trying to push her mother’s hand away from my cock. Mumtaz, holding it firmly, said,” Keep quiet, Ayesha. I am doing what a mother will never do. Relax, and Rajesh will do the rest.”

Sighing, Ayesha said,” Ok, Ammi,” And looking at me, she said,” See, my Ammi is helping you to fuck me. Push your Lund and take me, bastard.”

Gripping Ayesha’s hips for support, I pushed my cock inside her using all my force. My cock penetrated her all the way in one stroke, and Ayesha screamed.

“ARE YOU INSIDE ME FULLY, MOTHER FUCKER,” Ayesha asked me, shouting, and I nodded. “Don’t fucking move. Stay inside me. Let my choot get adjusted to your lund and you can pound me as you like later,” She said calmly, feeling my thick 8-inch cock inside her tight cunt. Her pussy inner muscles were gripping my cock like a vice. I was on top of the moon as I was fucking a young girl for the first time.

“I told you to enter her slowly. Why did you use force on my daughter?” Mumtaz said, taking her hand off my cock as it was buried fully inside her daughter.

“I couldn’t control myself seeing your daughter’s fresh pussy. Don’t worry, I will fuck her leisurely and show her heaven,” I said, pulling my cock out and then pushing it back inside Ayesha.

I saw Nancy Aunty and Mamata Aunty stopping to service Mathew and were watching me and Ayesha. Priya and Nafisa, too, had stopped performing oral sex on each other and were staring at me. But the cuckold brothers were busy with Mumtaz, and the mother was worried about her daughter, despite being pounded by the brothers. I looked at Ayesha, who had closed her eyes. Opening her eyes, she winked at me and said,” Don’t worry about my mother. She is always like that. She gets fucked like a randi and asks me to behave like a good girl. Just fuck me.”

Getting the green signal from Ayesha, I pulled out my cock a bit and then rammed in her again. I fucked her in slow strokes for a few seconds till I got into a good rhythm. Then I started fucking her in long strokes, and she was reciprocating nicely by lifting her ass off the mat and was trying to fuck me back. I had to admire the young girl’s guts, as no lady showed the enthusiasm that she was showing. I had fucked Priya, Mamata Aunty, Nafisa, Nancy Aunty and even Mumtaz for a brief period, but Ayesha was in a different league. Her tight pussy was trying to squeeze my cock, not allowing me to pull out, and I had a good time with Ayesha’s young, fresh cunt.

I fucked Ayesha for almost 10 minutes, and neither she nor I showed any signs of stopping the duel. We both were trying to outdo each other. Everyone was busy with their respective partners, but Mumtaz was watching her daughter getting fucked despite the brothers ravaging her by taking turns.

I was tired, but was far away from cumming. Pushing my cock deep inside Ayesha, I slept on her slim, naked body, and our faces came closer. She took my lower lip between her soft lips and sucked it. Her eyes were shining and she looked satisfied. We were both engaged in kissing for a few seconds. Taking my lips from hers, I said,” I need to go to the bathroom, Ayesha.”

“No way. Don’t pull your lund out till I say. I want to feel it throbbing inside me,” Ayesha said, not allowing me to get up.

“Please understand, Ayesha. I need to piss,” I said.

“Ok, but I will also come. You have to carry me without taking your cock out,” Ayesha said like a small girl not wanting to leave her favourite toy.

Without any alternative, I hugged her back and lifted her tiny frame off the mat and got up, holding her. Ayesha was clinging to my neck for support, and my cock was still lodged in her. Nafisa looked at us and asked,” Where are you taking her? Do you want to fuck her outside in the chill, windy night?”

“No, we are going to the bathroom. I need to piss,” I said, walking towards the bathroom.

Nafisa, laughing, said,” Why don’t you piss in her cunt or mouth right here in front of us?”

Ayesha turned back at Nafisa, she said,” Ok, I will drink his piss. Will you drink mine, bitch?”

“Will you, Randi. Come and piss, I will drink it,” Nafisa said, opening her mouth.

“Wait bitch. Let Rajesh cum in me. You can drink both our cum and my piss like a cocktail,” Ayesha said mockingly.

Not wanting to get between the two ladies’ arguments, I walked to the bathroom carrying Ayesha in my arms. I didn’t bother to close the door and allowed Ayesha to stand on the tiled floor. She opened the commode cover and held my cum smeared cock in her hand. I was about to release the urine, she asked, “Do you mind if I taste a bit, just like Nafisa said?”

I was petrified hearing her perverted desire, but Ayesha was watching Nafisa through the open door. Not bothering with my response, she kneeled on the wet floor, holding my cock. Keeping the cock tip between her open mouth, she winked at me, indicating to shoot pis in her open mouth. As I had to release urgently, without arguing with her, keeping my hands on her shoulders, I started shooting my piss between her open mouth. The piss came out in large streams, and it went down Ayesha’s throat, filling up her mouth. I thought that she would pull back as her mouth was full of my piss, and to my surprise, she didn’t retreat. She kept on swallowing my urine as I pissed, her one hand holding my cock and the other hand was on my thighs for support.

I heard footsteps, turned and saw Nafisa coming naked inside the bathroom. As I wondered why she came here, Nafisa kneeled beside Ayesha and pulled my cock from Ayesha’s mouth. As the two bitches fought for my cock, the urine was sprayed on both their faces. Nafisa had the upper hand, and she had my cock in her mouth and was drinking my piss, looking up at me. But she was not able to swallow it fully and was overflowing from the corners of her lips. Ayesha was licking Nafisa’s cheeks, trying to swallow my piss as it overflowed. I never could believe that ladies would love to drink a man’s piss so much. Both were fighting for their share of my urine, and it looked unreal, and I had to believe it.

Sensing my piss subsiding, Nafisa stood up, leaving my cock, but Ayesha was still kneeling on the floor. Holding Ayesha’s hair, Nafisa pushed her crotch to Ayesha’s mouth and said,” You wanted to drink my piss. Drink it, bitch.”

I saw Ayesha struggling to pull her lips from Nafisa’s cunt. But Nafisa had already started to pee, and it fell all over Ayesha’s face, drenching her. I saw Ayesha opening her mouth wide and latching onto Nafisa’s cunt, trying to drink her flowing piss. But the force was too much, and the piss was flowing down Ayesha’s chest and down to her thighs and legs. What the fuck was going on, I wondered. Both the bitches were acting like perverts. Nafisa released her grip from Ayesha’s hair when her pee slowed down. Suddenly, Ayesha got up and, standing, she kissed Nafisa on the mouth. Nafisa tried to pull her mouth back, but she couldn’t as Ayesha was holding her hair firmly. I saw Ayesha filling Nafisa’s mouth with her own piss, which she had stored in her mouth. Tit for tat. Both were fiery ladies, trying to outdo each other and not surrendering meekly.

Ayesha, taking her lips from Nafisa’s, said,” How was your own piss taste, randi. I will make you drink mine later. Cocktail one, when Rajesh fills my pussy with cum.” Taking my cock in her hand, she dragged me out of the bathroom, saying,” Come, bastard, we have unfinished business to complete.”

I followed Ayesha, and Nafisa came behind us. Ayesha pushed me down on the mat and slept on my body. She took her hand behind to hold my cock and to insert it in her, which was a bit difficult for her. She yelled loudly to Nafisa,” Randi, come here and help me. I can’t reach the cock.”

Nafisa scooted behind Ayesha and helped her take my cock back inside her. My cock was again inside Ayesha’s tight, warm, wet cunt. After getting her cunt filled, Ayesha started to ride me like a cowgirl for about 10 minutes. I knew I was close and looked at Mumtaz and said,” I may cum anytime. Shall I cum inside her?”

Mumtaz was worried and said,” No, beta, not inside her. Please pull out.”

“No..no…shoot in me bastard. I will take pills later,” Ayesha shouted at me.

Nafisa, who was sitting behind Ayesha, quickly pulled my cock out from Ayesha’s tight cunt and took it in her mouth. Releasing that she will swallow my cum, I started shooting inside her mouth. Ayesha quickly got up and, kneeling beside Nafisa, tried to pull my cock out of Nafisa’s mouth. Nafisa obliged her and gave my shooting cock to Ayesha’s waiting mouth. Ayesha happily sucked my cum while Nafisa toyed with my balls to release all my stored-up semen. I closed my eyes as I was tired and fully satisfied as both the bitches swallowed my cum and licked my cock clean.

The story continues in the next part.