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One summer afternoon, when I was young, I worked out with my barbell set and took a shower. Because I knew that my parents were going to be away until late in the evening, and because I thought my sister was visiting a friend, I did not bother to wrap a towel around myself, but walked naked to my bedroom. My sister surprised me, standing in the hall. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly, wondering if I should run back to the bathroom, “I thought you were at a friend’s house.”“She wasn’t home, so I came back. I’m not sorry. I haven’t seen you this way since we were children.” I did not know what to do. My sister stood in the middle of the hallway, so I couldn’t get past her. She continued looking at the part of me I wished I had covered with a towel. “It’s gotten bigger,” she said with a sly smile. This was embarrassing. It became more so when I got an erection. I felt my face blush to reveal such physical evidence of the fact that my sister was arousing me sexually. She was also enjoying my predicament. “Look at that,” she said bringing her hand to her mouth. “You don’t need to blush just because you’re naked,” she teased. Then she instructed, “I’m your sister, so everything’s all right. A boy should not be embarrassed to be seen naked by his sister, even if his penis is pointing to her face.” She giggled. “Besides, I think you’re enjoying this as much as I am. A boy’s penis gets like that when he’s excited.” “Did you learn that from another boy?” “None of your business,” she pouted. Then she implored, “May I touch it? “You better not tell anyone about this.”“I won’t tell. I promise. Please let me touch it.” I have to admit that I was beginning to enjoy the situation. I reasoned that I had not planned this, and that my sister was taking the initiative. Therefore, I was not guilty of sexual abuse. (If she was guilty, I didn’t mind, really.) Moreover, she was my sister. I did love her. I did not like to displease her. As the baby of the family she was somewhat spoiled. I feared her bad moods. I also feared that if I did not grant her request, she might ask another boy. Finally, and most obviously, I could not hide my desire for her. “You can touch if you don’t tell. “Oh goody!”

My sister began gingerly to touch and squeeze my penis with her fingertips. “It’s so hard,” she said with a wondering tone of voice, “and so big.” Without asking for my permission, she began to rub my penis. When I did not pull away she rubbed harder. I had never been like this with a girl before, but I had masturbated. This was better. My sister’s hand felt soft, warm, slightly moist, and completely delicious. As I felt my climax coming, I closed my eyes. When it came, I experienced the longest, most intense, and most pleasurable orgasm that I had ever enjoyed. My sister squealed with delight.When I opened my eyes I saw that my seminal fluid was on my penis, my sister’s hand, and her dress. “A drop of that can get you pregnant,” I warned. You should wash your hands before you touch your vagina.”“I know,” my sister said, looking at her hand, and smelling it. She took my hand with her other hand, and said, “Come with me. I’ll wash you too.” She led me to the bathroom. After washing her hands thoroughly, she took my washcloth, got it nice and sudsy, and began to scrub my genitals. “It’s all squishy now,” she said. After a boy has an orgasm, and that’s what I had when I squirted semen on you, it usually takes awhile before he can get an erection again,” I told my sister. “Otherwise, I’d certainly have one.”I see,” she replied thoughtfully, as she scrubbed with enthusiasm. “Well, if you have another orgasm I will just start washing you all over again. I hope you’re enjoying this. I sure am.” “It’s kind of embarrassing,” I admitted. “And it feels strange to be doing this with my sister, but yes, I’m enjoying it. That’s why I got an erection and ejaculated.”

“That’s right,” my sister said. Then she proceeded to rinse and dry me. She took much more time with each task than she really needed to. After folding my towel, and returning it to its rack, she playfully tugged at my pubic hairs. “You didn’t used to have all this hair. I turned to leave, but my sister said, “No, we’re not finished yet.” She sat down on the toilet lid for a closer look, put her hands on my hips, and positioned me to stand right in front of her. “This is truly amazing,” she said. “Boys’ bodies are so strange.”“I’m glad you think so.”She began to feel one of my testicles. “This is where you make sperm cells and testosteron-e,” she said pronouncing the last “e” as a syllable. “It’s testosterone,” I corrected. “i’ll remember that.” My sister began to giggle. “My big brother is helping me with my sex homework.” “Better me than another boy.”You sure are jealous, aren’t you? “With a sister as beautiful as you I need to be jealous, and vigilant.”“No you don’t, but thanks anyway,” my beautiful sister said while affectionately squeezing and pulling on my now “squishy” penis. Then she rubbed my stomach. “You have such a nice washboard stomach. Every boy has genitals, but you have a strong and beautiful body. “Thanks. I’ve worked for it“That’s for sure.” My sister stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said, “Well. You’re nice and clean now. You may go to your room. I need to wash my dress before Mom and Dad come home.” As I walked to my bedroom, my sister told me, “You look good from behind, too. You’ve got a nice, sexy butt.” When I returned to my room, I closed the door, and quickly got into blue jeans and a short-sleeved shirt. Then I walked to my sister’s door and knocked. “Yes?” She asked. “May I come in?“Sure.” When I entered my sister’s bedroom, she had removed her dress, but she had not put another one on yet. She was wearing a bra, panties, and sandals. Although my sister was only fifteen, her breasts were well developed, and showed delicious cleavage above her bra. Her hips were beautifully rounded and full, although her waist was small.“You’ve seen me naked.” I said. “May I see you that way?”

“That’s fair, but before we do it, I better put my dress in the washer.” After a few minutes, my sister returned, closed and locked the door, and stood there, waiting. If she had agreed to show herself, I had expected her to take her clothes off, and show herself, front and rear. Then I planned to leave. Instead, she seemed to expect me to do the undressing. I took the chair from her desk, and sat in it. Without being asked to she sat on my lap. She began to feel my arms, which were fairly muscular from two years of weight training. “You have such strong and beautiful arms. Everyone at school knows that I have a strong and brave brother to protect me.”“And I will,” I said, removing her sandals. I slowly ran my fingers over the parts of my sister’s body not covered by her bra and panties, and said, “Your skin is as smooth and white as polished ivory. Your flesh is soft and warm. You are unbelievably wonderful to touch. “You are unbelievably good at touching.”My sister kissed my lips, making a small suction sound. “When you kiss, don’t suck in,” I explained. “Just press your lips. Like this,” I said, kissing her again. The second time she got it right. I kissed her lips, her cheek, her neck, and the tops of her breasts. She pulled my mouth back up to hers, and kissed me again. When I tried to remove my sister’s bra I had trouble unfastening it, because I had never taken off a girl’s bra before. “i’ll show you how to do it,” my sister said. And she did. My sister shyly looked down. Her bra loosely draped her magnificent bosom. My sister waited for me to remove her bra. When I did, my hands trembled with emotion. I sighed with Appreciation when I saw her lovely breasts with the delicious pink nipples that made me think of rose Buds. “You’ve gotten bigger, too.”“Thanks.” I gently ran my hand over her breasts, and began to feel one of my sister’s nipples with my fingers. It became hard and erect under my touch. “When a girl gets excited her nipples get hard like that,” my sister explained. “It is like when you get an erection.” I ran my tongue around my sister’s nipple, and sucked in air right above it by inhaling with my mouth. I had read somewhere that that gives a girl pleasure. “Does this feel good,” I asked? You know it does.” I motioned for her to stand in front of me. She put her hands on my shoulders. I slowly pulled my sister’s lacy, blue panties down to her delicious thighs. The inside of her panties was wet with lubrication. Although my sister had the full figure of a woman, her vulva did not have very much pubic hair on it. The hairs were thin, and light, matching the long blond hair that flowed down my sister’s softly rounded shoulders. I could clearly see her slit. Stroking her flaxen field with my fingers I said, “You have hair too.” I put my index finger into her slit. The inside was warm and very wet. Also, I was relieved to discover that I could not enter her vagina. Because of my sister’s surprising cheekiness, I had feared that she was sexually experienced. “I am glad that you are a virgin,” I said keeping my finger in her slit, and feeling her maidenhead.“Me too,” my virgin sister said, “I enjoyed tormenting your jealousy, but I am proud that you found out.” “As your brother I am proud too.” I removed my finger, and pulled my sister’s panties down past her knees and her perfectly formed calves, and down to her feet, which she raised one by one, so I could take away her panties. I put them on her desk with her bra. Then I motioned for her to sit on my lap again. I slowly ran the fingers of my left hand up and down the spine of my naked sister, from the back of her neck, to her beautiful bare bottom. “Do you enjoy this?” “I love everything that you do.” I fondled my sister’s breasts, and slowly ran my hand down her side, past her hips, and down to her left knee. Then I kissed her again, and asked, “Can we go to your bed?” “We can’t have sex.” “Of course we can’t. You are my sister. I want you to be a virgin when you get married.” “So do I.”“You saw me close up,

I want to see what you look like inside.”O.K.” She lay herself on her bed and spread her thighs. I opened the lips of my sister’s vulva and labia with the fingers of my left hand. Inside everything was swimming in lubrication. “The moisture is to make it easy for a man to put his penis in.” I told her. “But that will have to wait for your husband.”“Yes it will.”My sister’s vaginal opening was small, and her maidenhead had not been tampered with. I touched it with my finger. When I tried to put my finger through the tiny hole, it did not fit easily, so I stopped, because I did not want to do anything that might stretch or damage her maidenhead in any way. “Your maidenhead is thick,” I told her. The first time you have sex will be painful for you.”“I know. That’s one of the reasons I want to wait for my wedding night. I want everything to be perfect.”“I want everything to be perfect for you.” I kissed my sister’s maidenhead out of appreciation that it existed, and licked it with my tongue. Then I began blowing on it gently. Each time I blew out as long as I could. Then I inhaled quickly, and blew out. I did this again and again. When I looked at my sister’s face, it wore an expression of rapturous delight. I moistened my thumb and first two fingers with my sister’s lubrication, and began to rub her clitoris very gently. “That’s it. That’s it,” she said with a small, child’s voice. As I continued to give her clitoral stimulation, her body stiffened. Her hips bridged upward. Her hands grabbed the bed spread, clutching it in her Palms, and making fists. When I looked at my sister’s face, she looked like she was in pain. Alarmed, I Stopped rubbing and asked, “Is this hurting you?” “No. Keep doing it. Keep doing it,” she said, pulling my hand back to her clitoris. When she finally had her clitoral orgasm, her body trembled. Then she relaxed, and took my hand in hers. “That’s enough,” she said softly, “Thank you. Thank you so much.” I lay next to my beautiful, naked, virgin sister. Putting my left arm beneath her head, and cradling her body with my other arm, I wondered again at her delicious smoothness, her softness, and her warmth. “This has been beautiful and precious,” she said. “We must keep this as our secret. We will remember this day forever.”“Hopefully, we will have more of these events to remember,” I said, “I want to do this again. She kissed me. “I hoped you would say that. I want to stay a virgin, but I love this. I had no idea how wonderful it can be. The girls I know who’ve had sex with guys say it was disappointing. A boy at school might tell his friends. He might date rape me. As long as I do this with you and we do not have sex, it feels innocent. “It will not feel that way to other people,” I warned. “We must be very careful that no one finds out. We must be sure that no one suspects anything. In public our behavior must be exactly as it was before. We should even argue sometimes. “We’ll argue when you tell me what to do, like you’re always doing.“Agreed,” I said, “but as long as we don’t have sex, it won’t be incest. “If we do this now and then, I will not want to have sex with another boy. If one pressures me to have sex with him, I will stop dating him.“If he makes an issue of it, tell me, and i’ll fight him“I will.“Every time we do this i’ll be able to make sure that you are still a virgin,” I told her. “It’s a deal.” My sister was looking at me with an expression of indescribable tenderness. We both knew that our love as siblings had developed a new, and wonderful, although dangerous dimension.

After my first sexual experience with my sister, which was unplanned by either of us, enjoyed by both, and stopped short of actual incest, I would lie in my bed at night and think about her. Did I want to make love to her? Well, yes, but I knew that it would be evil of me to do that. Morality is tested by temptation, and cannot really be said to exist without it. I did not earn an A from my test with the beautiful temptation of my teasing sister. Fortunately, I did not fail. My sister emerged from our agreeable encounter with her maidenhead intact, with the mutual desire that it should stay that way until she got married, and with the understanding that I would occasionally verify that quality in ways that would be enjoyable for both of us, although serious in intent.Thus, I continued to worship at the altar of my sister’s virginity. She responded kindly to my devotions. Her hand gave me nearly as much pleasure as her vagina could have with much less of the guilt, and no danger of pregnancy. Because I did not go into my sister’s vagina, I made sure no one else did. When a boy came over to take her out on a date, I made a point of talking to him while my sister got ready. I was polite. I was friendly. I was also clear that I expected him to treat my sister with respect, and that I expected him to bring her home at a respectable hour. At school the word got around that I was protective toward my sister. Most people respected me for it. No one complained to my face. I got into a few fights with the usual high school vermin. I never fought over my sister’s honor. I never needed to. The only time when something bad almost happened to my sister was when she was invited to the party of one of the most popular girls in the school we went to. Because this girl’s parents were going to be away that weekend, and because there would be alcohol, I told my sister she should not go. She told me she would go anyway. My sister was like that. Although I was her older brother, I had no authority over her whatsoever. I thought About asking our parents to keep her from going to the party. I realized that that would make my sister really angry with me. As mentioned, I feared her bad moods. Nevertheless, just to be on the safe side, I canceled plans to see a movie with a friend, and stayed around the house. The phone rang about eight o’clock. As I half expected, my sister was on the other end. In a distraught tone of voice, she said, “Come and get me right away. Instead of wasting time asking what had happened, I told my sister I would be there, borrowed the keys of the car from Dad, and drove over as fast as I could without breaking any traffic regulations. I did not want to spend a lot of time talking to a police officer. I knew how to find the house, because I had driven my sister over there earlier in the evening. She did not have a driver’s license, because she was still only fifteen. The house where the party was held was in one of the more expensive parts of town for our school district. I did not even have time to park in front of the house when my sister and another girl, who was actually rather pretty, came running out of the house. They jumped into the back seat of the car, and locked both doors. My sister said, “Let’s get out of here!” As soon as both girls were safely in the back seat, the other girl began sobbing uncontrollably. My sister held her and tried to comfort her. As we drove to the other girl’s house, my sister told me what had happened. For the first two hours of the party everything was nice. There was some dancing. People were talking and laughing. Then three boys who were close friends had too much to drink, and began flirting with the girl who was in the back seat with my sister. However beautiful, that girl was painfully shy, and had been sitting by herself without talking to anyone. When they flirted with her she tried to respond, but had difficulty thinking of what to say. Two of the boys talked to each other in private. Then one said to the girl, “I think I can cure your shyness.” He grabbed both of her hands in his, and pulled her out of her chair. The other boy went behind her, unzipped her dress, and unfastened her bra. The girl put up a vigorous struggle, but she was no match for the three boys, and she was soon naked except for her panties. Breasts that must have been as beautiful as my sister’s were on view for everyone. The other girls, except for my sister, giggled nervously.

Each was glad that this was not happening to her. The two other boys at the party were also nervous. They must have known that they should stop this, but they realized that a fight would be two against three. They also realized that they were excited by what was happening..One of the three boys held the girl’s hands behind her back, and another pulled her panties off. Now she was completely naked. “Please stop,” she pleaded. The three boys laughed. “She’s finally beginning to talk,” one of them said. “If you stop now I won’t tell anyone!” The girl pleaded. “I promise. Please stop.”“We’re too excited to stop now,” one of the boys said. “This is just the beginning.” He began to inspect her vagina. “She’s got a cherry, guys,” he told his friends. “Let’s back off.” Then to prove that he was still a stud, he gathered up her clothes, ran outside, and put them next to the sidewalk in front of the house. The house was next to a major thoroughfare with two lanes going in each direction. There was constant traffic. If the girl ran out to get her clothes, scores of people would have seen her nakedness. If she did not someone might stop his car, and steal the clothes. As soon as the boy holding the girl’s arms let her go, she ran into a bedroom, and locked the door. At this point, my sister ran outside to the clothes, grabbed them, ran back inside the house, knocked on the bedroom door where the girl was, and said, “Let me in, I have your clothes.” When the terrified girl opened the door, my sister rushed in, locked the door again, and Gave the girl her clothes. As she put them back on, my sister looked around for a telephone to call home. Because there was no phone in the room, my sister had to go back outside to find one. When she was in the hall again, one of the boys grabbed her arm, and said, “Whoa, little lady, don’t think you can do that and escape punishment. “Let go of me, you trash!” My sister hissed at him. One of the other boys grabbed his hand away, and said, “Are you crazy? Her brother will kill you.” He let go of my sister. She found a telephone, and called me. When my sister told me that story, I was so angry, I wanted to drive back and beat those three boys up. I knew I couldn’t. Because of two years of weight training I was probably, one of the strongest boys in the school, including boys on the football and wrestling teams. I was not one of the best fighters. I knew I could take one of those boys, maybe two. If I fought all three I would lose. I would have liked to be able to count on the assistance of the other two boys. They were not my friends. I could not predict their response. I wished that I had invited the friend I had intended to see the movie with to spend the evening at my house. I had not thought of that when I should have. If the three boys had taken my sister’s clothes off I would have borrowed a gun from a friend of mine who had one. They had left her alone. The other girl had been frightened and humiliated, but she had not been physically hurt. The three boys had respected her virginity. They did not tear her clothes when they took them off.

I kept telling myself that I would be of no use to these two girls if I were lying unconscious on the floor of that house. Prudence conquered anger that night, making me feel like a coward. I kept driving. No one said anything for about ten minutes. Finally, my sister broke the silence. “I thought you were going to see a movie with your friend. “We’re going to see it tomorrow.” “When are you going to say, ‘I told you so’?’“If you hadn’t gone to that party it would have been a lot worse for your friend,” I replied. “I do have some advice. First, don’t go back to that house unless you know the girl’s parents are home, and unless they apologize to both of you for what happened. Second, I don’t think either of you girls should accept dates with those creeps.”That’s for sure!” Years later, after my sister got married, her husband, who had become my best friend, and I went to see a play. After the play we went to a restaurant and bar to discuss the play. It was a cold, January night. Snow was falling. The restaurant and bar had once been a nineteenth century mansion, and was a cozy place to be in a snowstorm. It contained many rooms for drinking and dining. Some rooms had a hearth. Because of the storm, business was slow. My brother in law and I had a room to ourselves with a fire in the fireplace.Over drinks and steaks we discussed the play for about a half an hour. As the alcohol began to have an effect, the conversation segued to a discussion of the woman both of us loved. “You know, I never had the occasion to say this,” he began, looking at his drink. He took a long swallow. “But I have always wanted to thank you for the fact that my bride was a virgin. That hardly ever happens any more. A woman as beautiful as your sister had to say, ‘No,’ to quite a few men. You must have been protective with her.“I was.” That exchange assuaged part of the guilt I felt about the unusual relationship that my sister and I maintained until she began to date the man she married. We were discreet. We were never suspected. What we did together gave both of us much pleasure and happiness. But it was guilt provoking, and properly so. There was the fear of discovery.

What my sister’s husband told me enabled me to conclude (or at least to rationalize) that if my sister’s friend had been home that summer afternoon when I was sixteen years old, her husband would have had nothing to thank me for.. Now I just like young girls bhabhies and aunties is all I want.so all u bhabhies and aunts(only from delhi) out there please feel free to contact me anytime i am all yours mail me at: [email protected]

She came sneaking in the house around midnight. She was tiptoeing to the stairs. She knew she was supposed to be home two hours ago. Surely daddy would be sleeping now and she could get in bed before he knew she did not make it home by curfew.She put her foot on the bottom stair and then she heard him.Little girl, where in the hell have you been? Do you know what time it is. The breath she had been holding trying to make it upstairs, slowly came out with a long sigh. She knew she was in trouble now. Her hand came off the banister as she slowly turned to see daddy standing there in the shadows of the dining room.He looked at her and told her to come here.With her head lowered, she walked toward him.When she reached him, he demanded to know where she had been and what she had been up to staying out past her curfew.She looked at him with puppy dog eyes and told him she had just lost track of time. She told him that her and Steve had been listening to music and dancing at his house and she had not paid attention to the time. When she had realized what time it was, she hurried home.Biting her lower lip, she waited for his reply. He just looked at her and told her to go sit at the table and wait for him. He told her he would be back in a few minutes. She walked to the table and sat down. She saw him climbing the stairs. She was wondering why he just did not let her go to bed. She had told him what happened. When he returned five minutes later, he had a small bag in his hand. He walked to the table and sat it on top.He pulled out a chair and moved it closer to her.She kissed his cheek and said, I love you daddy. May I go to bed now, please?He briefly smiled and told her no. He again asked her where she had been and what she had been doing for those two hours she should have been home.She told him again what she had been doing.He looked at her and said, I do not believe you little girl.Her look was one of dismay and shock. Why would he not believe her.He stood up next to her and told her to stand too.She did as she was told.When she stood up, he turned her away from him and lifted her skirt before she could say anything.When he did, he saw that she was wearing no panties under it.

He asked her where they were and why they were not on that little ass of hers where they belonged.He could not see the blush that fell across her face as his hand moved away. Suddenly, her ass burned. Daddy had hit her on her little white ass cheek. She jumped and let out a little yelp as his hand once again hit the other side of her ass. Daddy, please don’t. I told you where I was. You are lying to me little girl and I do not like that.You will be punished for lying and for coming in past your curfew. Daddy, please, she said. I am not lying. He said nothing else. He took her by the arm and led her to a corner. Stand here he said. Face the wall and remove your clothes. She started to say something but, thought better at the moment. Yes, daddy was all that came out.He walked away as she was beginning to undress. She heard the bag he had brought down unzip.She was nervous now. She had never seen that bag before.He laid a few things on the table. He glanced at her. She was through undressing now.Looking at her this way, with her nice, round, white ass sticking out for him, he suddenly got very hard. This was going to be difficult for him. But, he could not let her get away with lying and staying out past curfew. He looked at her again. Come here little girl, he said.She turned around with her hands trying to hide her nakedness.He did not like this and told her to raise her hands above her head while walking to him. Reluctantly, she raised her hands. He liked it when she did this. Her nice, ample breasts stuck right out for him to adore. He just loved her breasts. They were fairly large for a girl of her age. She reached him and started to lower her arms. He told her to keep them raised. She stood before him, very Embarrassed. She tried to turn her head away from him but, he gently pulled it back and told her to look at him. Not to take her eyes off of him.He could tell that she was embarrassed to be standing before him this way. Her face was flushed. Yet, her nipples were sticking out.He could not help himself. He reached up to one nipple and gave it a little pull. She jumped at this and said oww, daddy.To this, he just reached for the other nipple and gave it a pull.Again, she jumped and said oww.He reached his hand behind her and hit her hard on the ass. Stop that jumping and whining little girl. You know you are in trouble for lying to daddy. And for not coming home on time.Yes, daddy. I am sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise.No, little girl, you won’t and this will just reinforce that fact.Now, he said, reaching for the table. Hand me one of your arms. She lowered one hand and held it out to him. He picked up one leather cuff from the table and placed it on her wrist, locking it in place. Then he motioned her to give him the other one. She did so and he locked that one in place as well.He pulled her by the arm to the end of the table.She said, daddy, please don’t do this. I will be a good girl.He chuckled as he stood her in front of the table. Yes, you will be a good girl. Daddy knows this. He turned her facing the table and put his hand between her shoulder blades, gently forcing her forward on the table. Her breasts and face touched the cold table and she tried to raise back up. For her efforts, she received two hard swats on her ass with a Stay still, little girl.He moved from behind her and took some rope out of the bag. He walked to the front of the table. He looped the rope through one of the cuffs and tied it to the table leg, stretching her arm out. He repeated this for the other arm.When she was secured by her arms, he walked back to the other side of the table where her ass was waiting for him. He reached in the bag and took out another set of cuffs.This time he squatted down to her ankles and attached them to each on. Taking his time. Running his hand up each leg just to the inside of her thigh. He loved doing this. She jumped each time. He knew this feather-like touch he was doing was driving her crazy.He pulled one leg to the edge of the table leg and attached it, pulling it tight. He moved to the other side and repeated the process for her other leg.He stood up and looked at her.

Smiling, he placed his hand on her ass and began rubbing it in circles all the way around, lightly tapping it as he rubbed .She lifted her head up off of the table and tried to look at her daddy. She spoke softly, daddy, please let me up. Please. He popped her ass hard. I will ask you some questions little girl. If I do not get the correct answers, you will not be sitting down for weeks. Is that clear? To make his point drive home, he hit her ass very hard with his hand as he walked away from her for a moment.He went to the living room and returned with three small pillows from the couch. He placed on under her head and kissed her cheek. Daddy loves you little girl but, you seem to have no respect for me or my rules at times. You have to learn to respect things around here.He walked to the middle of the table. He slid his hand up under her hips dangerously close to her pubic area.He lifted her hips and slid one pillow under her. Releasing her hips and looking, he decided that would be enough. Now, her nice, round ass was higher. He liked that. Rubbing it again, he stepped back and reached into the bag once again.She saw the paddle as he raised it out of the bag. Daddy, please, no. I am sorry. Please let me up. He ignored these pleas for mercy as he stood to one side of her. Now, little girl, answer me. Why did you have no panties on under your skirt when you went out?Daddy, I did have panties on, they just got really uncomfortable and I slipped them off. Not really believing her, he asked another question. Little girl, is That the truth or is it that you took them off while you were with that boy? He saw her face flush as she turned her head to the other side. No, daddy. Not while I was with him. He knew she was lying. He raised the paddle and brought it down on her raised ass hard. She let out a big yell. Again, little girl, did you take them off while you were with that boy?Daddy, please no more. He hit her again with the paddle. Her voice seemed to ring out through the whole house.Again, he hit her tender ass cheeks with the paddle. He did not stop even though she was crying and begging him to stop. Fifteen times he hit her ass. Smiling as it began to get more and more red with each pop. After number he stopped and calmly asked her one last time. Little girl, this is your last chance. Did you remove these panties with that boy or not?Sobbing uncontrollably, she muttered something inaudible.He hit her one more time with the paddle and she screamed.Yes, daddy, I took them off at his house.Her crying did not stop. Her crying only seemed to be an incentive for him. He was getting hard hearing her cry this way. He told her: little girl, you know you will be punished again for lying. Still crying hard, she nodded her head and mumbled, yes, daddy, I know.Now, tell daddy, did you let that boy fuck you? Knowing she could not lie anymore and her ass was already burning and throbbing with pain, she nodded her head yes. He popped her reddened ass with his bare hand and told her that he could not hear her.She yelped and barely said yes as she lowered her head into the pillow crying harder.

He walked to the front of the table and leaned over to her. He lifted her wet face up and looked into her eyes. You know you will be punished for fucking someone, don’t you baby girl. Daddy has no choice. You won’t listen when I tell you something so, daddy has to show you that he means business. He kissed her cheek and removed his hands. He walked back to the other end of the table. His hands lightly touched her sore ass. Her body jumped as he continued to rub. He asked her to tell him what she was being punished for. He said he wanted to know exactly from her why she needed this from him.She was still sobbing as she raised her head slightly.Daddy, she said through choking sobs, you are punishing me because I lied to you and stayed out past my curfew.What else, baby girl? Tell daddy everything you need to be punished for.She choked back another sob as she stuttered, saying: because I let that boy fuck me daddy.Good girl. Now, you will ask daddy to punish you for being such a little slut.Let me hear it. Daddy, please, no.His hand came across her ass. I will not ask you again, little slut. You will tell daddy how much you need to be punished for acting like such a little slut.Crying harder, she began to speak. Please daddy, I need to be punished for acting like a little slut. I was wrong and I need daddy to show me how to be better. Please punish me daddy.His smile widened as the first hit came across her ass and she jumped and screamed.Again and again the paddle came across her ass. She was screaming as his hand continued to assault her very sore ass. She was trying to move to get away but, she was bound completely to the table top. He could feel his cock throbbing and growing bigger with each sob and scream. His hits on her did not stop at just her ass cheeks. They spread to just below on the tender part between the thigh and ass. As the hits kept coming, he began to think he could not hold out much longer. He stopped for just a moment. He ran his hands over her ass cheeks and let them wander lower between the crease of her ass cheeks. His fingers finally found what he was searching for. His fingers slid through the crack of her smooth pussy. She moaned uncontrollably as his fingers slid through the slit And deep into her. He was not easy as he pushed his way into her. He slid two fingers straight up into Her tight little pussy. He smiled even more when he noticed that she was dripping wet.He told her that she was just a little slut. Tell daddy what a little slut you are he said as he shoved his fingers up into her deeper.She moaned again as she felt his fingers inside her and her hips shifted to lift higher into his hand.His hand suddenly came out of her and then she felt it again. The paddle came down across her ass hard and heavy. She screamed at the first touch. It hurt so bad. Daddy asked you a question and you could not answer. Little girl, when will you learn. Twenty more times as she squirmed and tried to get away. Her screams into the pillow went unnoticed by him.He stopped again and found his way back to her dripping pussy. Now, daddy will say it again. Tell me what a little slut daddy’s girl is.She was sobbing and moaning as his hands went deep into her pussy. Daddy, I am a little slut, she cried.Why are you a slut, little girl?I am a slut because I let someone fuck me daddy, she sobbed and moaned at the same time. Daddy, please fuck me.He laughed at this as he heard it through her crying. Why should daddy fuck you, slut? He asked as he thrust his two fingers deeper in her time after time.Please daddy, I am your little slut and I want to feel you inside of me.Oh, now you want daddy to fuck you, do you? When you go out and let some other cock fuck that hole, you come home and want daddy to fuck it too?Yes, daddy, please. You know how to fuck your little girl right.

Please, daddy, please.He removed his fingers from her pussy and unzipped his pants. She heard his pants coming undone and she began to beg more. Please daddy, fuck me. Fuck my pussy.She heard nothing for a moment, then, she felt it again. Her ass burned all over again. He began hitting her with the paddle again and again. She screamed again. His cock was throbbing beyond control now. He needed to fuck her.He positioned himself behind her and thrust his hard cock deep into her tight pussy. Grabbing onto her so very sore ass cheeks, he dug his fingers in tight as he pounded her over and over again until he could feel his cock about to explode. He gave one final thrust as his cum filled her pussy. His grip on her ass tightening as it did. She began screaming and pushing up toward him as his cock exploded in her.Yes, daddy, oh yes… Thank you for fucking your little slut.He removed his cock from her and walked to the front of the table. He raised her head up and shoved his cum soaked cock into her mouth. Clean daddy’s cock, slut.She sucked his cock and licked it clean for her daddy.He walked away and left her there. She began calling after him. Daddy, daddy please come back and let me loose. She could hear him laughing as he climbed the stairs [email protected]

Mai bhi ek isi reader hu. A meri pahli kahani hai aur ha sachi bhi hai mano ya na mano per sachi hai,sabhi chut aur land ko mera salam.mai sahar se dur form house me rahata hu meri famile me six log hai,mai sabse chota hu,meri do sister aur ek bhai hai dono sister badi hai ,mai jab chota tha tabse mai meri badi didi ko dekhta tha,  wo top less thi eur uske boob bade bade the 32 ke honge tab wo 1st year me thi,aur tab se mai usko dekhta tha uski gaand etni mast thi kia batuo ,mai didi ko yad karke muth marta tha aur mai soch rakha tha ki usko ek din mai jarur chodu ga ,per kabhi muoka nahi mila use mai hamesha khurna aur uske boob dekhta aur ek din uski sadi hogai,didi ke sadi ke 4 mahine bad mere ghar wale kisi ke sadi ke lia sab log ek haft ke lia bahar gaye the aur mai akela ghar me tha islia didi ghar aagai to per ghar wale chale gaye, maine soch ab ek haft me mai didi ko kisi bhi halat me choduga aur mai ne plan banaya , sabere jab mai nahane gaya to maine janbuch kar kapde nahi legia aur nahane ke bad sirf gamcha pahan kar bahar aya aur didi ko kaha mere kapde kaha hai tab didi ne mere kapde dekhne lagi to maine mera land ko bahar nikala ,gamche ke ched se maine pahle hi gamche ko ched kar ke rakha tha jab didi ne meri underware muje di to maine kaha esko to chiti dhilagi hai aur mai chiti nikalne laga tab mera 7″ tana hua land didi salam kar rahata,didi ne usko thodi deka aur sarmake bhag gai ,bad me didi jab nahane ja rahithi to maine mere mobile aapne hi ghar phone kia aur didi ko pls phone lelo,did jab phone lene gai tab maine bathroom jake uski sare kapade leke aya ,jab didi naha rahi tab maine bathroom door ke niche se nahate dekha raha tha didi ne apne sare kapde utar dia sirf underwaer baki tha ,didi ke boob mast bade bade te aur angur jai se nipple thi didi nahane lagi ,jab didi ne sab jagaha sabune laya to underware me hat dal ke chut sabun lagaya didi ne sayed kabhi chut ki saving nahi kithi uske jhate saf najar aa rahethe phir pani dalkar nahane lagi aur thodi der bad didi ne underwaer

Me hat dala chut ko sahalane lagi mai samj gaya didi garm hogai hai ,chut ko sahalate sahalate wo hafne lagi tab uske boob bhi apne rang me aa gai aur nipple tanke dood dene ko tayar the boob bhi pure 37-38 ke hogaye the aur thodi der bad didi ugli nekali aur usko laga hua pani chat gayi per didi ne chadi nahi nikali ,bad me nahane ke bad gamche se apna aag pochne lagi tab mai waha se chala gaya bad me didi ne muje awaj di mai gaya to didi boli mere kapde do mai kapde dekhne laga per mile nahi kaha bata dia ,to didi boli mere pas kapde nahi hai purane sare kapde bhigodia ab kia karu maine kaha gamcha lapet ke ajao to didi bahar nikali to didi ka pur badan gamche se saf najar araha tha mai didi ko hi dekh raha tha (gamcha trasferant raha ta hai)didi boli mere kapde kaha hai mai didi ke boob dekh rahata wo abhi bhi apne pure rang me the phir didi room me gai mai bhi didi ke peche peche gaya didi boli yaha kia kar rahe ho mai ne kaha ap ko tap raha hu to didi ne muje ghuse kaha mai teri bahan hu aur ek jor ka tamacha mere gal per mara aur room ke bahar nikal dia, bad me mai didi se najar nahi mila paha rahatha aur uske sat bat bhi nahi kar raha tha , do din bad didi ne kaha ki unko four vheler shikhni hai maine kaha mai nahi sikhauga tab didi mere pass aai aur muje samjhane lagi kia a bat galat hai mai teri bahan hu per mere dimakh me naya hi khayal aya aur mai ne kaha thi hai mai didi gadi sikhaneko tayar hogaya, aur ham log khali road per gadi legai wo road acha tha aur dopher hone karn waha se koi nahi jata tha , (mai ne pahale hi meri underwear bathroom me nikal lithi), ab mai ne didi ko mere sit per baithaya aur mai didi ke sit baith gaya aur didi ko gadi chalane ko kaha to didi ne ekdam se tej bhagadi to didi dar gai aur maine hand break mai dia to didi ne kaha mere se nahi hong to maine didi se kaha Phir se tri karo phir se didi ne waise hi kia ,to didi boli rahane do mere se nahi honga ,phir maine didi ko mere sit baithaya aur didi ke sit bai gaya didi kaha ki mai kaise chalata hu wo dekho ,kuch door jane ke bad maine didi se kaha ab aap chalaia to didi nahi mani to maine kaha ek kam karte hai mai aya per hi baitha hu aur aap mere samne baith jao to didi ne thik hai to didi mere taraf ane ke lia jab doar khola to maine mere pant ki chai khol di aur land ko bahar nikal ke sart se chupa dia didi aaj salwar paijama pahanatha didi jab aai to maine usko mere god me baithaya aur piche hote hote didi ka salwar uper kardia aur sart kobhi uper kar dia jaise didi mere god me baithi to mera land uske gand ko tach hone laga to didi ne piche mudkar deka per kuch kaha nahi usko laga ki mera land pant me honga, maine mere pair uske pair ke niche se uper lelia taki wo hil na sake phir gadi start ki aur chalane lage mera land khada hote hote uske gand ke zhed ko tach hone laga tha bahar hone ke karn aram se uski gand shalaraha tha per didi kuch nahi boli ,boliti to bhi kia bolti, bad me maine gadi ka stairing didi ke hat me dia aur kaha ab ap chalaia aur mai ne mere dono hat uske pai per rakhe aur dhire dhire sahalane laga phir dhire se speed badha na suru kia ab didi se

Gadi cantrol nahi hui to maine ek dam se break mara aur dono hat jan bhuch kar didi ke boob rakh die aur boob ko daba dia ,mera land ab tak didi ke chut ko tach karne lagatha ,tab didi ne kaha ager tum break nahi marte to ham road ke niche chale jate maine ha kaha aur didi ke bolne ke pahale hi bra ke uperse hi nipple ko jorse dabadia aur chod dia tab didi ne siskari bhari thi per didi ne kuch nahi kaha mera land abhi bhi chutko tuch kar raha tha phir didi ne kaha chalo ab ghar chal te hai to maine didi se kaha ki ap gadi chalate chalte hai to didi nahi man rahi thi phir bhi jab maine bahut request ki to man gai to didi waise hi baite rahi thi maine gadi turn ki didi ko chalane di aur mera hat didi ke pair per rakh dia aur sahalane lag gaya aur dhire dhire kamar kobhi age piche kar ne laga pair sahalate mai uski jagh tak agaya tha per meri chut ko hat lagane ki himat nahi hui ab tak didi garm hona chalu hogai thi, jab ham ghar puchnewale the tab mai ne kapde ke uper se hi maine chut ko jor jor se hat ko sahalaia aur ham ghar puch gai to didi kuch bhi na bolte sidhe bhakte hue bathroom chali gai aur khade khade chut me ungli dal kar pani nikal ne lagi aur chut ka safed pani nikal kar chat ne lagi sorry dosto baki story mai kal likhuga meri a story aap ko kai si lagi plz mail kar na, aur ha didi aur bahano ne apne apne bhaio se ek bar jarur sex chahia kyu ki bahane to sadi ke bad paraye mard ko chut ka asli maja to dete hi hai per jo mard bachpan se jish chut aur badan ki hifajat karta hai use kia milta hai ,mai to kahta hu ki chut ki sil bap ya bhaio se hi kholni chahia khair apni apni shoch haiaur ha muje pata hai ki meri story me kafi spealing mistek hai islia sorry pls mail kar na “[email protected]”

Hi all ISS readers n lovers. This is hari here. Am a very big lover of this site as all of u. 4m this site i learned so many things and i experienced all that in my life. . .am 21 year old, fair, will build body, with 5.7″ n 70 kg.from bangalore studying in engg. If any unsatisfied girls, aunt’s, women….are there in karnataka ply mail me to [email protected] ya come to story now. This all are happened in few years ago, and the same thing is continuing now also. As i was studying in 8th stad. My dad is transform to other state. B’c of my study my dad derided to live of in our native itself. Then i stayed in my aunt’s home. My aunt is my mom’s sister. She is married with 2 children. One is my cousin brother, he was studying in hostel and another one is cousin sister. At that time she is in 7th of same school only.in night time i used to sleep with my cousin in hall. Aunt and uncle used to sleep in room. At the fist i dont know wt is sex and what will happen in that sex. B’c of my friends i come to know that is sex. After this, in one night i went to toilet at 11:45. In the way of toilet aunt room is there. As i passed through the room, i heard some sort of noise 4m that room. Slowly i peeped through key hole. I shocked to see the seen on bed, i.e my uncle on the top of my aunt n fucking he very hardly. B’c of this seen i got a sudden hard no in my pant. After some time the fucking secession has overed. After that i went to my bed n starts to sleep. I was not getting sleep b’c of that seen’s. I turned to my cousin side n say her. She was sleeping with not any blanket on her n with her skirt rolled s to her thighs. By seeing this seen my took got hard n my mind become wild. I touched her hands first to check she is sleeping or not. After conforming she is sleeping, i touched her feet with mine. And ran up to her thigh. With my hand i touched her legs.

It was feeling good. Them start to roll her skirt up to her west, n touched her panty. It was black in color with some tattoo. I took off her panty slowly and say her pussy. It is very smooth with out any hairs on it. I start to enter my finger into her small hole. But it is very tight and not able to taste my finger. I tried to enter, but is was not going. B’c of pain she woke up n asked me what i an doing. I kept quite and slept silently. In next morning i woke up at 8am, very sacred, he she has told everything to her mom or what. After some time she came to me with coffee n wish good morning. It was not happened as i think. She asked me again that what i was doing last night. Then i explained all to her. She then told, why i was doing that, b’c she dont know what in sex. After i told all about sex and i showed some photos. She shocked to see all this things. In next night i started my hand again she woke up and slept silently on her back. I tried to fuck her. But its not possible. B’c its too tight, and its paining very much to her.this was continued up to my 9th. After that i begin to new school n stayed with my dad. After that i met her in my home has she came here spend her vacation after completing her 10th stad school. I become very happy to see her after 3 years gap. By this time she is 18 year with good structure. As the day passes we becom very close as lovers. On one day am not gone to college due to fever. At 10am my dad went to office, n come back to home after 5pm only. I was sleeping in bedroom. She came with a coffee. She wore shirt and mini skirt. She woke of up have me a coffee. By seeing her i turned on. After finishing coffee, we ribs chatting on various topic. On chatting i kept my hand on her thigh n started to feel it. After that there is a silence in between us. I pulled her to my side and plane a kiss on her lips. She starts to respond to my kiss. Them i pressed her boobs hardly. She was moaning slightly. Them removed her shirt n feel her smooth boobs and harder nipples in my hand. Am sucking her boobs hardly while my hands are removing her skert. Then slides my hand inside her panty. Her pussy is wet with small hairs on it. I Started to finger fuck her pussy. She got her first organism after 10min. Then she starts to remove my cloths. By sawing my 7″ tool she shocked. Them i told her to suck my tool, at first she hesitated afterwards i forced my tool to her mouth and start to ram. After 5min i cum in her mouth. Then i sat in between her legs. Placed head of tool at the entrance of her love hole, and pushed it. B’c of tightness of her pussy, it takes 8-10strokes to enter completely into her. 4 each stroke its going inch by inch inside. At the same time she is shouting with pain and joy. . . After 20min of hard work i cum inside her pussy, lied on her with my took in her’s. Them i removed took from hole,then i saw some drops of blood was coming out of her pussy. I put some ice cubs on her pussy to reduce flow of blood. .at now we are lovers inside and as a cousin outside.we having sex now also. Has she come to my home or i ll go there to make love her. . . This is a real story of my life. I had so many sexperience with many other girl is my college and outside. I ll write it all in my next stories.pls send me a feedback, how like this story. And send your mails to [email protected]

Hi! Mera nam ASHOK hai aur mai 20 sal ka ek juvak hun. Meri didi ka nam Sangita hai aur uski umar kareeb 26 sal hai. Didi mujhse 6 sal bari hain. Humlog ek Middle-class family hai aur ek chote se flat me Mumbai me rahate hain.Humara ghar me ek chota sa hall, dining room do bedromm aur ek kitchen hai. Bathroom ek hi tha aur usko sabhi log istemal karte the. Humare pitajee aur maa dono naukri karte hain. Didi mujhko Amit kah kar pukartee hain aur mai unko didi kaha kar pukarta hoon. Shuru shuru me mujhe sex ke bare kuch nahi malum tha kyonki mai Boy’s High school me parhta tha aur humare building me bhi achhee mere umar ki koi larki nahi thee. Isliye maine abhi tak sex ka maza nahi liya tha aur na hi maine batak koi nangee larkee dekhi thee. Han mai kabho kabhi prono magazine me nangee tasbeer dekh liya karta tha. Jab mai chaudah sal ka hua to mujhe larkion ke taraf aur sex ke liye interest hona shuru hua. Mere nazaron ke aspas agar koi larkee thee to wo Snagita didi hi thee. Didi ki lumbai kareeb kareeb mere tarah hi thee, unka rang bahut gora tha aur unka chehera aur body structure hindi cinema ke Zenat Aman jaisa tha. Han unki chunchee Zenat Aman jaise bari bari nahee thee. Mujhe abhi tak yad hai ki mai apna pahala muth meri didi ke liye hi mara tha. Ek Sunday subah subah jaise hi meri didi bathroom se nikali mai bathroom me ghus gaya. Mai bathroom ka darwaza band kiya aur apne kapre kholna shuru kiya. Mujhe joro ki pishab lagi thee. Pishab karne ke bad mai apne lund se khelne laga. Eka ek meri nazar bathroom ke kinare didi ke utare hue kapare par para. Wanh par didi pani nightgown utar kar chor gayee thee. Jaise hi maine didi ki nightgown uthaya to dekha ki nightgown ke niche didi ki black bra para hua tha. Jaise hi mai didi ka kale rang ka bra uthaya to mera lund apne aap kahara hone laga. Mai didi ke nightgown uthaya to usme se didi ke neele rang ka panty bhi gir kar neeche gir gaya. Maine panty bhi utha liya.

Ab mere ek hath me didi ki panty thee aur dusre hath me didi ke bra tha. Oh Bhagawan! Didi ke anderwale kapare chume se hi kitna maza aa raha hai. Eh wohi bra hain jo ki kuch der pahale didi ke chuncheon ko jakar rakha tha aur eh wohi panty hain jo ki kuch der pahale tak didi ki choot se lipta tha. Eh soch soch karke mai hairan ho raha tha aur andar hi andar garma raha tha. Mai soch nahi pa rha tha ki mai didi ke bra aur panty ko lekarke kya karoon. Mai didi ki bra aur panty ko lekarke har taraf se chua, sungha, chata aur pata nahi kya kya kiya. Mai un kapron ko apne lund par mala. Bra ko apne chati par rakha. Mai apne khare lund ke ooper didi ki panty ko pahana aur wo lund ke ooper tana hua tha. Phir bad me main didi ki nightgown ko bathroom ke dewar ke pas ek hanger par tang diya. Phir kapare tangne wala pin lekarke bra ko nightgown ke ooperi bhag me phansa diya aur panty ko nightgown ke kamar ke pas phansa diya. Ab aisa lag raha tha ki didi bathroom me dewar ke sahare kharee hain aur mujhe apni bra aur panty dikh rahi hain. Mai jhat ja kar didi ke nightgown se chipak gaya aur unki bra ko chusne laga aur man hi man sochne laga ki main didi ki chunchee chus raha hoon. Mai apna lund ko didi ke panty pas ragarne laga aur sochne laga ki mai didi ko chod raha hoon. Mai itna garam ho gaya tha ki mera lund phul kar pura ka pura tanna gaya tha aur thori der ke bad mere lund ne pani chor diya aur mai jhar gaya. Mere lund ne pahali bar apna pani chora tha aur mere pani se didi ki panty aur nightgown bhig gaya tha. Mujhe pata nahi ki mere lund ne kitna veerz nikala tha lekin jo kuch nikla tha wo mere didi ke naam par nikla tha. Mera pahale pahale bar jharna itna tez tha ki mere pair jawab de diya aur mai pairon par khara nahi ho pa raha tha aur mai chup chap bathroom ke farsh par baith gaya. Thori der ke bad mujhe hosh aya aur mai uth kar nahane laga. Shower ke neeche naha kar mujhe kuch tazgee Mahasoos hua aur mai fresh ho gaya. Nahane bad mai dewar se didi ki nightgown, bra aur panty utara aur usmese apna veerz dho kar saf kiya aur neeche rakh diya. Us din ke bad se mera eh muth marne ka tarika mera subse favorite ho gaya. Haan, mujhe is tarah se muth marne ka mauka sirf itwar itwar ko hi milta tha. Kyonki, itwar ke din hi mai didi ke nahane bad nahata tha. Itwar ke din chup chap apne bister para para dekha karta tha ki kab didi bathroom me ghuse aur didi ke bathroom me ghuste hi mai uth jaya karta tha aur jab didi bathroom se nikaltee to mai bathroom me ghus jaya karta tha. Mere maa aur pitajee subah subah uth jaya karte the aur jab mai uthta tha to maa rasoi ke nashta banatee hotee aur pitajee bahar balcony me baith kar akhbar parhte hote ya bazar gaye hote kuch na kuch saman kharidne. Itwar ko chor kar mai jab bhi muth marta to tab ehee sochta ki mai apna lund didi ki ras bhari choot me pel raha hoon. Shuru shuru me mai eh sochta tha ki didi jab nangee hongee to kaisa dikhengee? Phir mai eh sochne laga ki didi ki choot chodne me kaisa lagega. Mai kabhi kabhi sapne ne didi ko nangee karke chodta tha aur jab meri ankh khultee to mera short bhiga hua hota tha. Maine kabhi bhi apna soch aur apna sapne ke bare me kisi ko bhi nahee bataya tha aur didi ko bhi iske bare me janne diya. Mai apni school ki parhaee khatam karke college jane laga. College mere kuch girl friend bhi ho gaye. Un girl friend me se mane do char ke sath sex ka maza bhi liya. Mai jab koi girl friend ke sath chudai karta to mai usko apne didi ke sath compare karta aur mujhe koi bhi girl friend didi ke barabar nahi lagtee. Mai bar bar eh koshish karta tha mera dimag didi par se hat jaye, lekin mera dimag ghum phir kar didi par hi aa jata. Mai humesha 24 ghante didi ke bare me aur usko chodne ke bare me hi sochta rahta.

Mi jab bhi ghar par hota to didi to hi dekhta rahata, lekin iski jankari didi ki nahi thee. Didi jab bhi apne kapare badltee thee ya maa ke sath ghar ke kam me hath batatee thee to mai chupke chupke unhe dekha karta tha aur kabhi kabhi mujhe sudol chuchee dekhne ko mil jati (blouse ke ooper se) thee. Didi ke sath apne chote se ghar me rahne se mujhe kabhi kabhi bahut faida hua karta tha. Kabhi mera hath unke sharer se takra jata tha. Mai didi ke do bhare bhare chunchee aur gol gol chutaron ko chune ke liye mara ja raha tha.Mera subse achha pass time tha apne balcony me khare ho kar sarak par dekhna aur jab didi pas hotee to dhire dhire unki chuncheon ko chuna. Humare ghar ki balcony kuch aisi thee ki uska lumbaai ghar ke samne gali ke barabar me tha aur uski sakri si chaurai ke sahare khare ho kar hum sarak dekh sakte the. Humare balcony ki chaurai itni thee ke do admi ek sath sat ke khare ho kar sarak ko dekh sake. Mai jab bhi balcony par khare hokar sarak ko dekhta to apne hathon ko apne cine par mor kar balcony ke relling ke sahare khara rahata tha. Kabhi kabhi didi aatee to mai thora hat kar didi ke liye jagah bana deta aur didi aakar apne bagal kharee ho jatee. Mai aise ghum kar khara hota ki didi ko bilkul sat kar khara hona parta. Didi ki bhari bhari chunchee mere cine se sat jata tha. Mere hathon ki ungliyan, jo ki balcony ke relling ke sahare rahatee we didi ke chuncheon se chuu jatee thee. Mai apne ungliyon ko dhire dhire didi ki chuncheon par halke halke chalat tha aur didi ko eh bat nahi malum tha. Mai unglion se didi ki chunchee ko choo kar dekha ki unki chunchee kitna naram aur muayam hai lekin phir bhi tani tani raha kartee hain. Kabhi kabhi mai didi ke chutaron ko bhi dhire dhire apne hathon se chuta tha. Mai humesha hi didi ki sexy sharer ko isi tarah se chuta tha. Mai samajhta tha ki didi mere hakton aur mere irado se anjan hain. Didi is bat ka pata bhi nahi tha ki unka chota bhai unke nange sharir ko chahata hai aur unki nangee sharer se khelna chahata hai. Lekin mai galat tha. Phir ek didi ne mujhe pakar liya. Us Din didi kitchen me ja kara apne kapare change kar rahee thee. Hall aur kitchen ke bitch ka parda thora khula hua tha. Didi dusri taraf dekh rahi thee aur apni kurta utar rahee thee aur uski bra me chupa hua chunchee mere nazaron ke samne tha. Far roz ke tarah mai T.V. dekh raha tha aur didi ko bhi kankhion se dekh raha tha. Didi ne tab ekaek samne wale diwar par tanga mirror ko dekhee aur mujhe ankhe pahr phar kar ghurte hue payee. Didi ne dekha ki mai unki chuncheon ko ghur raha hoon. Phir ekaek mere aur didi ki ankhe miroor me takra gayee. Mai Sharma gaya aur apne ankhe T.V. taraf kar liya. Mera dil dharak raha tha. Mai samajh gaya ki didi jan gayee hain ki mai unki chuncheon ko ghur raha tha. Ab didi kya karengee? Kya didi maa aur pitajee ko bata dengee? Kya didi mujhse naraz hongee? Isi tarah se hazaron prashna mere dimag me ghum raha tha. Mai didi ke taraf phir se dekhne ka sahas juta nahee paya. Us din sara din aur uske bad 2-3 dino tak mai didi se door raha, unke taraf nahi dekha. In 2-3 dino me kuch nahi hua. Mai khush ho gaya aur didi ko phir se ghurna chalu kar diya. Didi me mujhe 2-3 bar phir ghurte hue pakar liya, lekin phir bhi kuch nahi boli. Mai samajh gaya ki didi ko malum ho chukka hai mai kya chahata hun aur wo hume kuch nahi bolengee. Didi humse is bare me koi nahi bat kee aur na hee kisise kuch boli. Eh mere liye bahut ascharya ki bat thee. Khair jab tak didi ko koi etraj nahee to maujhe kya lena dena aur bare maze se didi ghurne laga. Ek din mai aur didi apne ghar ke balcony me pahale jaise khare the. Didi mere hathon se sat kar kharee thee aur mai apne unglion ko didi ke chunchee par halke halke chala raha tha. Mujhe laga ki didi ko shayad eh bat nahi malum ki mai unki chuncheon par apni unglion ko chala raha hoon. Mujhe is liye laga kyonkee didi mujhse phir bhi sat kar khari thee. Lekin mai eh to samajh raha thee kyonkee didi ne pahale bhi nahi toka tha, to ab bhi kuch nahi bolengee aur mai aram se didi ki chuncheon ko chu sakta hoon. Humlog apne balcony me khare the aur apas me baten kar rahe the, Humlog college aur sports ke bare me bate kar rahe the. Chunkee humara balcony ke samne ek gali tha to humlogon ki balcony me kuch andhera tha.karte karte didi mere unglion ko, jo unki chunchee par ghum raha tha, apne hathon se pakar kar apne chunchee se hata diya. Didi ko apne chunchee par mere unglee ka ehsas ho gaya tha aur wo thori der ke liye bat karna band kar diya aur unki sharer kuch akar gayee. Lekin, didi apne jagah se hili nahi aur mere hatho se sat kar kharee rahee. Didi ne mujhe se kuch nahi boli to mera hommat barh gaya aur mai apna pura ka pura panja didi ki ek mulayam aur gol gol chunchee par rakh diya.

Mai bahut dar raha tha. Pata nahi didi kya bolengee? Mera pura ka pura sharer kamp raha tha. Lekin didi kuch nahi boli. Didi sirh ek bar mujhe dekhee aur phir se sarak par dekhne lagee. Mai bhi didi ki taraf dar ke mare nahi dekh raha tha. Mai bhi sarak par ekh raha tha aur apna hath se didi ki ek chunchee ko dhire dhire sahala raha tha. Mai pahale dhire dhire didi ki ek chunchee ko sahala raha tha aur phir thori der ke bad didi ki ek mulayam gol gol, naram lekin tani chunchee ko apne hath se jor jor se masalne laga. Didi ki chunchee kafi bari the aur mere panje me nahi sama rahi thee. Mujhe pahale didi ki chunchee ko neeche pakarna par raha tha aur dhire dhire mai apne hath ko ooper le ja raha tha. Thori der bad mujhe didi ki kurta aur bra ke ooper se laga ki chunchee ke nipple tan gayee aur mai samajh gaya ki mere chunchee masalne se didi garma gayee hain. Didi ki kurta aur bra ke kapare bahut hi maheen aur mulayam thee aur unke ooper se mujhe didi ki nipple tanne ke bad ek chota sa rubber jaisa lag raha tha. Oh Bhagaban! Mai to bilkul swarag me tha, didi ki chunchee chune se mujhe jaise swarg mil gaya tha. Kisi jawan larkee ke chunchee chune ka mera eh pahala absar tha. Mujhe pata hi nahi chala ki mai kab Tak didi ki chuncheo ko maslata raha. Aur didi ne bhi mujhe ek bar ke liye mana nahi kiya. Didi chupchap khari ho kar mujhse apna chunchee mijwatee rahee. Didi ki chunchee masalte masalte mera lund dhire dhire khara hone laga tha. Mujhe bahut maja aa raha tha aur mai eh soch soch kar aur bhi maza le raha tha ki meri bari didi chupchap khari raha kar mujhse apni chunchee masalwa rahee thee. Mai to aur pata nahi kab tak didi ki chunchee ko masalta lekin ekaek maa ki awaj sunai dee. Maa ki awaj sunte hi didi ne dhire se mera hath apne chunchee se hata diya aur maa ke pas chali gayee. Us rat mai so nahi paya, mai sari rat didi ki mulayam mulayam chunchee ke bare me sochta raha.Dusre din sham ko mai roz ki tarah apne balcony me khra ho kar sarak ki taraf dekh raha tha. Thori der ke bad didi balcony me aauee aur mere bagal me 2-3” door kharee ho gayee. Mai 2-3 munute tak chupchap khara raha aur didi ki taraf dekhta raha. Didi ne mere taraf dekhi. Mai dhire se muskura diya, lekin didi nahi muskuraee aur chupchap sarak par dekhne lagee. Mai didi se dhire se bola, “didi aur pas aa jaoo”. “Kyon” didi ne humse puchee. “Mai chuna chata hoon” mai saf saf didi se kuch nahi kah paa raha tha. “Kya chuna chahate ho? Saf saf batao” didi ne phir mujhse puchee. Tab mai dhire se didi se bola, “mujhe tumharee doddh chuna hai”. Didi ne tab mujhse tapak se boli, “are, kya chuna hai. Saf saf bol.” Mai tab didi se muskura kar bola, “mujhe tumharee chunchee chuna hai, unko masalna hai.” “Lekin abhi maa aa saktee hai” didi ne tab muskura kar boli. Mai bhi tab muskura kar apni didi se bola, “jab bhi maa aayegee humlogon ko pata chal jayega.” Mere baton ko sun kar didi kuch nahi boli aur chupchap kharee rahee. Tab maiane phire se didi se bola, “please didi aur nazdeek aa jaoo.”

Tab didi mere aur pas aa kar kharee ho gayee. Didi mere bilkul pas kharee thee, lekin unki chunchee kal ki tarah mere hathon se nahi choo raha tha. Mai samajh gaya ki didi aaj mere se sat kar kharee hone se kuch sharma rahee hai. Abtak didi anjane me mujhse sat kar khari hotee thee. Lekin aaj jan bujh kar mujhse sat kar kharee hone se wo sharma rahee hai, kyonkee aaj didi ko malum tha ki sat kar kharee hone se kya hoga. Jaise didi pas aa gayee aur apne hathon se didi ko aur pas kheech liya. Ab didi ki chunchee mere hathon ko kal ki tarah choo rahee thee. Mai kareeb panch minut tk intejar kiya au phir apna hath didi ki chunchee par tika diya. Didi ke chunchee chune ke sath hi mai mano swarg par pahunch gaya. Mai didi ki chunchee ko pahale dhire dhire chua, phir unhe kas kas kar minja aur masla. Kal ki tarah, aaj bhi didi ka kurta aur uske niche bra bahut maheen kapre ka tha, aur unme se mujhe didi ki nipple tan kar khare hona malum chal raha tha. Mai tab apne ek unglee aur aunguthe se didi ki nipple ko jor jor se dabane laga. Mai jtne bar didi ki nipple ko daba raha tha, utne bar didi kasmasa rahee thee aur didi ka munh sharam ke mare lal ho raha tha. Tab didi ne mujhse dhire se boli, “dhire dhire daba, lagta hai”. Mai tab didi ki chunchee mizai thora dhire dhire karne laga. Mai aur didi aise hi phaltu baten kar rahe the aur dekhne wale ko ehi dikhta ki mai aur didi kuch gambheer baton par bahas kar rahe rthe. Lekin asal me mai didi ki chuncheon ko apne hathon se kabhi dhire dhire aur kabhi jor jor se masal raha tha. Thori der maa ne didi ko bula liya aur didi chalee gayee. Aise hi 2-3 din tak chalta raha. Mai roz didi ki chuncheon ko apne ek hat se minzta raha aur didi bhi roz sham ko mere bagal me kharee ho kar mujhse apni chunchee minzwatee rahee. Lekin ek samasya thee mai ek waqt par didi ki sirf ek chunchee ko masal pata tha. Matalb jab didi mere bayee taraf kharee hote to mai didi ki dayeen chunchee masalta aur jab didi mere dayeen tarah kharee hoti to mai didi ki bayeen chunchee ko daba pata. Lekin asal me Mai didi ko dono chuncheon ko apne dono hathon se pakar kar masalna chahata tha. Lekin balcony me Khare ho kar eh mumkin nahee tha. Mai do din tak iske bare me sochta raha. Ek din sham ko mai hall me baith kar T.V. dekh raha tha. Maa aur didi kitchen me dinner ki tayaree kar rahee thee. Kuch der ke bad didi ne pana kam khatam karke hall me aa gayee. Mai hall me bister par baitha tha aur mera peeth diwar ke sahare tha aur pair phaile hue the. Didi kitchen se aa kar bister par baith gayee. Didi ne thori der tak T.V. dekhee aur phir akhbar utha kar parhne lagee. Thori der tak akhbar ke front page ke news parhne ke bad didi ne akhbar khol karke andar wale page ke news parhne lagee. Didi bister par paltee mar kar baithee thee aur akhbar apne samne utha kar parh rahee thee. Mera pair didi ko choo raha tha. Maine apna pairon ko aur thora sa aage khiska diya aur aur ab mera pair didi ki jangho ko choo raha tha. Maa kitchen me kam kar rahee thee aur mai unko dekh raha tha. Mai didi ki peeth ko dekh raha tha. Didi aaj ek kale rang ka T-shirt pahane huee thee aur us T-shirt ka kapara bahut hi jhina tha. T-shirt ke ooper se mujhe didi ki kale rang ka bra bhi dikh raha tha. Mujhe didi sexy peeth aur kale rang wala bra dekh kar garma gaya aur mere dimag me kuch sujha. Mai dhire se apna ek hath didi ki peeth par rakha aur T-shirt ke ooper se didi ki peeth par chalane laga. Jaise maera hath didi ki peeth ko chua didi ki sharir akar gaya. Didi ne tab dabi jawan se mujhse puchee, “Sonu eh tum kya kar rahe ho?” “Kuch nahee, bas mai tumhare peeth par apan hath ragar raha hoon” maine didi se bola. “Tum pagal to nahi ho gaye? Maa abhi hum dono to kitchen se dekh legi”, didi ne dabi jawan se phir mujhse boli. “Maa kaise dekh legi?” maine didi se kaha. “Kya matlab hai tumhara? Didi ne humse puchee. “Mera matalab eh hai ki tumhare samne akhbar khuli huie hai. Agar maa humare taraf dekhegi to unko akhbar dikhlayee degee.” Maine didi se dhire se kaha. “Tu bahut snart aur shaitan hai” didi ne dhire se mujhse boli.

Phir didi chup ho gayee aur apne samne akhbar ko phaila kar akhbar parhne lagee. Mai bhi chupchap apna hath didi ke chikni peeth par ghumane laga. Mai kabhi kabhi apne ungleon se didi ki bra ko unke T-shirt ke ooper se choo raha tha. Kuch samay ke bad mai apna jath didi ke dahine bagal ke taraf barha diya aur hath pherne laga. Mai didi ke dahine bagal ke pas apna hath 2-3 bar ooper neeche kiya aur phir thora sa jhuk kar mai apna hath didi ki dahine chunchee par rakh diya. Jaise hi mai apna hath didi ke dahine chunchee par rakha didi thori si kamp gayee. Mai bhi tab itminan se didi ki dahine wali chunchee apne hath se masalne laga. Thori der dahina chunchee masalne ke bad mai apna dusra hath se didi bayeen taraf wali chunchee pakar liya aur dono hathon se didi ki dono chuncheon ko ek sath masalne laga. Didi kuch nahi boli aur wo chup chap apne samne akhbar phailaye akhbar parhtee rahee. Mera sahas kuch barh gaya aur thora sa samne khisak kar didi ki T-shirt ko peeche se uthane laga. Didi ki T-shirt didi ke chutaron ke neeche dabi thee aur isliye wo ooper nahi uth rahee thee. Mai thora sa jor lagaya lekin koi faida nahi hua. Tab maine dhire se didi se kaha, “please didi, thora sa Didi ko mere dimag ki bat pata chal gaya. Didi thori si jhuk kar ke apna chutar ko utha diya aur maine unka T-shirt dhire se utha diya. Ab mai phir se didi ke peeth par apna ooper neeche ghumana shuru kar diya aur phir apna hath T-shirt ke andar kar diya. Who! Kya chikna peeth tha didi ka. Mai dhire dhire didi ki peeth par se unka T-shirt pura ka pura uth diya aur didi ki peeth pura ki pura nagee kar diya. Ab mujhe didi ki chuncheon ka kuch kuch hissa unke kale bra ke ooper se dikh raha tha. There.

Mai ab apane hath ko didi ki peeth par bra ke ooper ghumana shuru kiya. Jaise hi maine bra ko chua didi kampne lagee. Phir mai dhire se apne hath ko bra ke sahare sahare bagal ke neeche se age ki taraf barha diya. Phir mai didi ki bra se dakhi dono chuncheon ko apne hath me pakar liya aur jor jor se dabane laga. Didi ki nipple is samay tani tani thee aur mujhe use apne ungleon se dabane me maza aa raha tha. Mai tab aram se didi ki dono chuncheon ko apne hathon se dabane laga aur kabhi kabhi nipple ko apne ungeon se pakar kar khichne laga.Maa abhi bhi kitchen me khana paka rahee thee. Humlogon ko maa saf saf kitchen me kam karte dikhlayee de rahee thee. Maa kabhi kabhi humare taraf dekh letee aur unko didi ka akhbar parhna dikhlaiyee de raha tha. Unko eh samajh me hi aa raha tha ki kamare me mai didi ki chuncheon ko daba daba kar such le raha hoon aur didi chinchee masalwa masalwa kar such le rahee hai. Mai eh soch soch kar kush ho raha ki didi kaise mujhe apni chuncheon se khelne de rahi hai aur wo bhi tab jab maa ghar me maujood hain.Mai aise sunhara absar khona nahi chahata tha. Mai tab apna ek hath phir se didi ke peeth par bra ke hook tak le aya aur dhire dhire didi ki bra ki hook ko kholne laga. Didi ki bra bahut tight thee aur isliye bra ka hook asani se nahi khul raha tha. Lekin jab tak didi ko eh pata chalta mai unki bra ki hook khol raha hoon, bra ki hook khul gaya aur bra ki strap unki bagal tak pahunch gaya. Didi apna sar ghuma kar mujhse kuch kahane wali thee ki maa kitchen me se hall me aa gayee. Mai jaldee se apna hath kheench kar didi ki T-shirt neche kar diya aur hath se T-shirt ko thek kar diya. Maa hall me aa kar bed ke bagal se kuch le rahi thee aur didi se baten kar rahee thee. Didi bhi bina sar uthaye apni nazar akhbar par rakhte hue maa se bate kar rahee thee. Maa ko humare karnamo ka pata nahee chala aur phir se kitchen me chali gayee.

Jab maa phir se kitchen me chali gayee to didi ne dabi jaban se mujhse boli, “chalo Sonu, meri bra ki hook ko laga do.” “Kya? Mai eh hook nahi laga paunga,” mai didi se bola. “Kyon, tu hook khol sakta aur laga nahi sakta?” Didi mujhe jhirkte hue boli. “Nahee, eh bat nahee hai didi. Tumhara bra bahut tight haii mean! Its too tight Didi!” mai phir didi se kaha. Didi akhbar parhte hue boli, “mujhe kuch nahi pata, tumne bra khola hai aur ab tum hi ise lagage.” Didi humse naraz hoti boli. “Lekin didi, bra ki hook ko tum bhi to laga saktee ho?” mai didi se pucha. “Budhhu, mai nahi laga sakta, mujhe hook lagane ke liye apne hath peeche karne parenge aur maa dekh lengee to unhe pata chal jayega ki hum log kya kar rahe thee, samajhe?” Didi mujhse boli. Mujhe kuch samajh me nahi aa raha tha ki mai kya karoon. Mai apna hath didi ke T-shirt ke neeche se dono bagal ke tarah barha diya aur bra ke strap ko kheechne laga. Jab strap thora age aaya to maine hook lagane ki koshish karne laga. Lekin bra bahut hi tight tha aur mujhse hook nahi lag raha tha. Mai bar bar koshish kar raha tha aur bar bar maa ki taraf dekh raha tha. Maa ne rat ka khana kareeb kareeb paka liya tha aur wo kabhi bhi kitchen se hall aa saktee thee. Didi thori tak chup baithee rahee aur phir mujhse boli, “chal budhhu, eh akhbar pakar. Ab mujhe hi bra ke strap ko lagana parega.” Mai bagal se hath nikal kar didi ke samne akhbar pakar liya aur didi apni hath peeche karke bra ki hook ko lagane lagee. Mai peeche se bra ka hook lagana dekh raha tha. Bra itni tight thee ki didi ko bhi hook lagane me dikkat ho rahee thee. Akhir kar didi ne apni bra ki hook ko laga liya. Jaise hi didi ne bra ki hook laga kar apne hath samne kiya maa kamare me phir se aa gayee. Maa bister par humlogon ke bagal me baith kar didi se baten karne lagee. Mai bister se uth kar toilet ki taraf chal para, kyonkee mera lund bahut garam ho chukka tha aur mujhe use thanda karna tha.

Dusre din jab mai aur didi balcony par khare the to didi mujhse boli, “Sonu, humlog kal rat kareeb kareeb pakar liye gaye the. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Han mujhe pata hai aur mai kal rat ki bat se bahit sharminda hoon. Tumhari bra itna tight tha ki mujhse uski hook nahi laga” maine didi se kaha. Didi tab mujhse boli, “han, mujhe bhi bahut dikkat ho rahi thee aur mujhe apne hath peeche karke bra ki strap lagane me bahut sharam aa rahee thee.” “Lekin didi, tum apni bra roj kaise lagatee ho?” Maine didi se dhire se pucha. Didi boli, “wo humlog humesha…………” phir didi samajh gayee ki mai didi se majak kar raha hoon tab boli, “wo tu bad me apne aap samajh jayega.Phir mane didi se dhire se kaha, “didi mai tumse ek bat punchoo?” “Han, han pucho” didi tapak se boli.”Didi tum samne hook wale bra kyon nahee pahante?” Maine didi se pucha. Didi tab muskura kar boli, “eh bilkul private question hai. Iska jawab mai nahi dungee.” “Didi tumhe pata hai ki mai koi chota baccha nahi hoon, isliye tum mujhe bata sakati ho” mai didi se kaha. “Kyonki… Kyonki… Koi khas bagah nahi hai! Haan, ek bajah hai. Samne hook wale bra bahut mahangee hai” didi ne kuch soch kar boli. Mai tapak se didi se kaha, “koi bat nahi. Tum paise ke liye mat ghabarao, mai tumhe paise dunga.” Mere baton ko sunkar didi muskurate hue boli, “acchha, tere pas itne sare paise hain. Chal mujhe ek 100 ka note de.” Mai bhi apna purse nikal kar didi se bola, “lo, tum mujhse 100 ka note le lo.” Didi mere hath me 100 ka note dekh kar boli, “are nahi, mujhe rupaya nahi chahiye. Mai to yunhee hi mazak kar rahi thee.” “Lekin mai mazak nahi kar raha hoon. Didi tum na mat karo aur eh rupaye tum mujhse le lo” aur mai jabardastee didi ke hath me wo 100 ka note thama diya. Didi kuch der tak sochti rahi aur wo note le liya aur boli, “theek hai bahi, mai tumhe udas nahi dekh sakti aur mai eh rupaya le rahi hoon. Lekin yad rakhna sirf is bar hi rupaye le rahi hoon. Teekh hai?” Mai bhi didi se bola, “thanks Didi” aur mai andar jane laga. Andar jate jate mai didi se phir bola, “didi sirf kale rang ki bra kharidna. Mujhe kale rang ki bra bahut pasand hai.” Didi muskura kar boli, “shaitaan!! Tujhe apne didi ke undergarment me bahut dilchaspee hai.” Mai bhi muskura kar didi se kaha, “didi aur ek bat yad rakhna, kale rang ke bra ke sath kale rang ki panty bhi kharidna na bhulna.” Didi Sharma gaye aur mujhe marne ke liye dauree lekin mai andar bhag gaya.

Agle din sham ko mai didi ko apne kisi saheli ke sath phone par baten karte hue suna. Mai suna ki didi apne saheli ko marketing karne ke liye sath chalne ke liye bol rahee hai. Didi ke saheli ne bad me confirm karne ke liye boli. Kuch der ke bad mai didi ko akela pa kar bola, “didi, mai bhi tumhare sath marketing karne ke liye jana chahata hoon. Kya mai tumhare sath ja sakta hoon?” Didi thori der tak kuch sochti rahi aur phir boli, “lekin Sonu, mai apni saheli se bat kar chukee hoon aur wo sham ko humare ghar par aa rahi hai. Aur phir maine maa se bhi abhi nahi kahi hai ki mai markeing ke liye ja rahi hoon.” Mai didi se kaha, “koi bat nahee hai, tum ja kar maa se bolo ki tum mere sath market ja rahi ho aur dekhna maa tumhe jane dengee. Phir hum log bahar se tumhari saheli ko phone kar denge ki marketing ka programme cancel ho gaya hai aur use ane ki jaroorat nahi hai. Theek hai na, didi?” “Haan, eh bat mujhe bhi theek lagti hai. Mai ja kar maa se bat kartee hoon,” aur eh kahakar didi maa se bat karne andar chali gayee. Maa ne turant didi ko mere sath market jane ke liye haan kaha dee.Us din shm ko mai aur didi sath sath kapade ki market me gaye. Jate waqt bus me bahut bheer thee aur mai theek didi ke peeche khara hua tha aur didi ke chutar mere jangho se takra raha tha. Market me bhi bahut bheer thee. Mai humesha didi ke peeche chal raha tha jisse ki didi ko koi dhakka na mar de. Hum jab bhi koi footpath ke dukan me khare ho kar kapare dekhte to di mujhse chipak kar khari hoti aur uaki chunchee aur janghe Mujhse choo raha hota. Agar didi koi dujan par kapare dekhti to mai bhi unse bilkul sat kar khara hota aur apna lund kaparon ke ooper se unke chutar so bhira deta aur kabhi kabhi mai unke chutaron ko apne hathon se sahala deta. Hum dono aisa kar rahe the aur bahana market me bhir ka tha. Mujhe laga ki mere in sab harkaton didi kuch samajh nahi paa rahe hai kyonkee market me bahut bheer tha.Maine ek jean ka pant aur o T-shirt kharida aur didi ne ek gulabi rangi ki Punjabi dress, ek garmi ke liye skirt aur top aur 2-3 T-shirt kharidee. Hum log market me aur thori tak ghumte rahe. Ab kareeb 7.30 baj gaya tha. Didi ne mujhe sare shopping bag thama diya aur boli, “tum age ja kar meri intejar karo, mai abhi ati hoon” aur wo ek dukan ja kar khari ho gayi. Maine dukan ko dekha ki wo ladies ke undergarment ki dukan hai. Mai muskura kar age barh gaya. Mai dekha ki didi ke chehera sharam ke mare lal ho chukka hai aur wo mere taraf muskura kar dukandar se bate karne lagi. Kuch der ke bad didi dukan par se chal kar mere pas aayee aur didi ke hath me ek bag tha. Mai didi ko dekh kar muskura diya aur kuch bolnewala tha ki didi boli, “tum abhi kuch mat bolo aur chupchap chalet raho.”

Humlog chupchap chal rahe the. Mai abhi ghar nahi jana chahata tha aur aaj mai didi ke akela tha aur mai didi ke sath aur time bitane ke liye bechain tha. Mai didi se bola, “didi chalo kuch der humlog samundar ke kinare par baithte hain ain aur bhelpuri khate hain.” “Nahee, der ho jayegee” didi mujhse boli. Lekin mai phir didi se kaha, “are chalo bhi didi. Abhi sirf 7.30 baja hai aur humlog thori der baith karke ghar chal denge aur maa jantee hai ki humdono sath sath hain isliye wo chinta nahi karengee.”Didi thori soch kar boli, “theek hai, chal samundar ke kinare chalet hain.” Didi ke razi hone se mai bahut kush hua aur hum dono samundar ke kinare, jo ki market se sirf paidal 10 minute ka rasta tha, chal diye. Humlog pahale jake ek bhelpuri wale se bhelpuri liya aur ek mineral water ka botal liya aur ja kar samundar ke kinare baith gaye. Hum log samundar ke kinare pas pas pair phaila kar baith gaye. Abhi samunder ka pani peeche tha aur humare charo taraf bare bare patthar pare hue the. Wahan khub joron ki hawa chal rahee thee aur samundar ki laharen bhi tej thee. Samay bahut suhana tha. Hum log bhelpuri kha rahe the aur baten kar rahe the. Didi kumse sat kar baithee thee aur mai kabhi kabhi didi ki chere ko dekh raha tha. Didi aaj kale rang ki ek skirt aur grey rang ka dhila sa top pahani hui thee. Ek bar jab didi bhelpuri kha rahi thee to ek hawa ka jhonka aya aur didi ki skirt unki jangh ke ooper uth gaya aur didi ki janghe nangee ho gayee. Didi ne apne jangho ko dhakne me koi jaldi nahi kiya. Wo pahale bhelpuri kha lee aur aram se romal me hath ponch karke apna skirt ko jangho ke neeche kiya aur

Hi friends this is my true story i tel u in my bhasa.Dosto mai bihar ka hu aur ludhyana me ek iron fact me 4man hu mai sadi suda hu ek 2y ka bacha bhi hai,mai 35 ka my wif 28 ki hai,ek din pata chla ke staf ka prmo hone wala hai to mai gm ke se apni trki ke ly sifaris ki to bola, agar trki chahte ho to malik ko khus karna hoga,mai kuch samjha nhi to bola dekho ali malik ko mared aurat bhut pasand hai,yha jo bhi prmn paya use apni patni ko malik ki sewa karwani padi,mujhe to prmn chahiy tha,mai raat ko rubi(my wife) se bola,rubi agar tum chaho to meri trki ho jay aur 12,000 milega wo khus ho gai,boli mujhe kya karna hoga,mai bola jyada kuch nhi malik ko apne ghar bula kar uski “Sewa”karni hogi,rubi chok kar boli kaisi sewa?Mai sidha asli baat bola bas rani ek raat ki hi to baat hai,pahle to na nukur karti rhi fir man gai aur boli thek hai par tum sath nhi rahna aur dubara nhi kahna,mai khus hokar gm ko btaya,agle sundy ko tai ho gya,mai factory me he ruk gya,rat 10 pm ko malik ki car aai mai pahle bar malik ko dekha tha, 6′ lamba tagda sardar tha,gm mere bare me btaya,to sir bole tumhara kitna bacha hai mai bola ek hai sir,khus hokar bole oh chalo,aur mai car me baith gya,ghar aakar sir ko room me baitha kar bola,aap aram kre rubi ko ap ki sewa me bhejta hu,sir bole ok bhejo aur samjha dena jara jam kar sewa karegi,mai rubi ke pas ja kar bola chalo sir tumhara wait kar rhe hai,aur dheyan rakhna unki sewa waisa he karna jaisa wo kare,wo dhere se boli “jee”mai rubi ko lekar sir ke pas gya,sir uth kart rubi ko gahri nazar se dekh bola oh teri wif to mast hai lagta hai pura raat jagna padega,aur ek hath se chuchi ko dusra hath se gand ko sahla kar bola,ali tum jao tumhare samne jam kar sewa nhi kar paegi,mai bahar ho gya sir darwaza andar se band kar liya,mai andar ka nzara dekhne ka jugar bnaya bagal ke kamre ne ja kar khidki ke drar se andar dekhne laga,rubi ka sari jmin par gira

Tha,tabhi sir bole oh rani sarmao nhi kholo na pura,rubi sarmate huwe kapda khol kar puri nagi ho gai ,sir ankhe fad kar meri wif ko dekh rha tha,aur wo naga hone lga jaise hi paint khola meri to ankhe fail gai,7″lambg 2.5″mota lund tha uska, rubi ke nazar bhe cund par he tha ,sir pahle to khade he chuchio ko jam kar chusa rubi jor jor se siski marne lagi ab rubi ko bed par sula kar chut ko chusna suru kia 5mnt me hi rubi chutar uchkane lgi,sir ab bed par chit hokar bole lo rani lund ka maza chus kar lo,rubi sir ka lund muthi me pakdi aur pura muh khol kar desi egg ke jaisa supada ko muh me le liya,sir jor se aaaah kar uthe,ab rubi lund par apna sar upar niche kar rahi the 10mnt ke baad rubi lund chusna chor Kar sir par let kar jor jor se hanfne lagi,sir rubi ki ubhar dar chutad par hath fer kar bole,kya huwa bul,rubi gand ko sikod kar boli,,hai alla ab bardast nhi hoga sir,sardar rubi ki betabi dekh kar bole,oooh aao pahle ek pani nikal du aur rubi ko pith ke bal lita dia aur gand ke niche mota takia lga kar jangho ko pet ki traf mor kar rubi par jhuk gya aur lund ko chut par jaise he lgaya rubi bol padi “hai alla bahut mota hai aapka”lekin sardar ansuna kar ek tagda thap mar dia adha lund rubi ke chut me sama gya,rubi jor se cheekh pari”baaaap,,,re,,baaaap,,mar gaiii.Tabhi dusra thap pada thap itna tagda tha ke rubi ek feet upar ko sarak gai,aur matha ko daya baya karte huwe bolne lagi,ab nhi,ab nhi,oooh mar dala,fat gya fat gya,nikalo nikalo nikalo,lekin sir rubi ko puri trah jakde huwe tha das mnt ke baad rubi sant hui to sardar galo ko sahla kar bola,tum to chudi chdai ho aur ek bacha bhi hai fir chekhi keu,rubi muskura kar boli,,aap ka bhut hevy hai,sir bole to kya ali ka mere jaisa nhi hai?Rubi sarma kar boli “nhi”aap ka to unse teen guna lamba,mota hai.Uske baad sir ne aisi chudai ki ke rubi nihal ho kar sari raat jam kar chudai,subah sir mujhe permotion leter de kar chale gay,sir ko meri patni itni pasand aai ke har sundy ko rubi ki chudai karne aajate aur rubi bhe jam kar sir se chudwati,ab to mai bhi sath rah kar chudai me maza badhane laga tha,,dosto agar aap bhi meri patni ke sewa lena chahte hai to plz e-mail to me,([email protected]) but ek shart hai,jiska lund ka minimum size 7″lumba&2.5″hoga wohi sewa le sakte hai…By Ali

Hi this is raj again with the latest episode. I am 33.yo typical south indian guy. I have a friend who is 38 my previous office friend. We generally used to meet on alternate weekends. And this Jan once we met and we went to his house. While there his sister served us coffee. Now to describe his sister she is a small made lady thin very fair and a long hair smooth features and well endowed at the right places with her thin structure her asses were standing outside and i felt and instant attraction.. She was 45 and her marriage was a disaster. My friend was also separated from his wife and these two were staying together. Its a small house in the outskirts of Chennai with a private terrace and a small room in the terrace. . Then we went on top to have a smoke and while smoking the topic came to his lack of company and how he feels lonely. I delibrately pulled the topic towards sex and asked him how he is managing. He was having major regrets for not having any and at that point it stuck me that I can get his sister through him. It was afternoon 4 pm and raining I went and sat next to him and took his head on my shoulders. Surprisingly he also cuddled there. I started rubbing his thighs a bit and told him friends are there for everything. He also allowed and his hands were near my dick he sensed the hard on there. And was just letting his hand be there. I picked up courage took my hands to his dick and and started rubbing it and he was cozy further and murmur a thanks. I unzipped him slowly and took his lund outside and started holding it. At the same time he also started squeezing my lund. And i pulled it out for him. I asked him suddenly I hope your sister will not come now. He said no… And he also said wish she comes.

I asked him how is sister is managing and he told me that he once saw her pleasuring herself. I started developing on that and told him we should try to keep her happy too because incase some else does it we would be embarassed. He also felt the same way but was scared. Than I asked him can i try for both of us. He accepted. We pulled pants up and went down. And we started small talking with her he said that she was having a severe back pain and they need to go to a doctor. I offered to massage her and told her i had learnt it formally from a malayali. She accepted and i said i will teach your brother also so next time he can do it. We put a bedsheet on the floor and i changed into my friends lunghi he also changed into a lunghi and we delibrately removed our undies.I asked her to lie face down and to loosen her blouse she was wearing a saree, my friend warmed some oil and brought it for us . I pulled a jacket on top and exposed her bare back sucha small but a fair and smooth and i started rubbing the warm oil. For a few minutes. After which i asked my friend to rub. I told them that skirt need to be loosened and she also accepted. I pulled the saree out and and searched for her strings she siad she will loosen it herself and she turned and that isd when she the two tents in our lunghies and was shocked. She put her head down and and relaxed herself i her skirt down almost half way through her arse the cleavage was clearly visible my friend could not control and i poured oil on the arse cleavage and started rubbing with my finger. She was moaning and slowly her lgs opened. I asked my friend to rub there and I started slipping my hand on the sides of her back with my hand rubbing her bust. I asked her slowly do you mind turning around and she turned with her eyes closed. Both of us could not control each other and we started massaging her boobs. And pinching her tits real hard. Her hands were searching for our tools and we both pulled out lunghi out and helped her hold it. She could not hold back she pulled her brother on top of her and i pulled her skirt down so that he could enter. She guided him inside her immediately it Was not wet but flowing. And he started jumping on her i went near her face and turn bed it round and inserted my dick into her mouth. And she was lapping it up like there is no tomorrow. After sometime my friend came right inside her and lay down on her and i came right on her mouth and face. And with the cum she french kissed my friend. She pulled her brother down and asked me to lick her between her leg her liquid and my friends liquid were mixed together and the taste was different. After sometime we rested. Now we meet on weekends and have started trying different positions. Hope you liked the story eager to read a couple of comments.

Although my wife and i have been happily married for quite a few years now, it hasn’t stopped me playing around. It was some five years after I married her that I had my first conquest with her older sister. In fact she has two older sisters but I will come on to the other later.Pooja, my wife and I were invited to a New Years party at her sisters house. Simran and Vivek had been together for four years and at times she could be a complete bitch, a right stuck up cow always superior and putting any one down with a flippant remark..Half way through the evening I happened to walk past the front room where all the girls were sat drinking and gossiping. I was some what surprised to over here my wife praising my sexual appetite,fuck Aryan is such a pain he would fuck 24 / 7 given the chance” I heard all the girl laugh,Simran then said “if Vivek can get it up twice a month I m fucking lucky”the rest of the girls went on to moan and praise the other halves, with various comment on what they would like their men to be better at.I moved in to the kitchen and resumed a conversation with the lads. As with all bloke talk it turned to sex and we were laughing and joking about various aspect the subject when someone said about all women loving it up the arse,Vivek then went into a phase of how much he thought anal was disgusting and any woman that did it was lower than a whore.It was a that exact time Simran decided to enter the kitchen and heard him and in true style she said “what the fuck would you know what a woman would like perhaps some women like acting the whore” with that Vivek shut up and as Simran walked out she gave me a sly wink,now

This was totally out of her character to be nice to me. Later in the evening as every one was getting drunk people were dancing in the front room.with my wife fairly pissed and asleep up stairs, Simran moved over to me and said “come on brother-law show me a good time and dance with me. As we danced she deliberately started rubbing her groin against my cock and the inevitable happened my cock began to get hard. Simran leaned close to my ear and whispered mmm that feels so good, she was a right tease and thrust the groin harder against my cock “ Vivek is still here” I said. She just laughed and told me what a tit he was, as It was dark she lowered her hand and slowly traced the out line of my raging hard cock. If what my sister said is true I could do with some of this she whispered and squeezed my cock hard. Stop fucking about Simran! You would run a mile if I tried to fuck you, well we will see and with that she stopped dancing and started to tidy up. As the party was all but over I decided to make my way to bed. Vivek was passed out on the sofa and the last guests had just left. I walked passed the kitchen and Simran was at the sink cleaning dishes. I thought its now or never, I walked up behind Simran took a good hand full of hair twisted her head around and kissed her full on the mouth, she tried to push me off but it was no use I was to strong. As I broke the kiss she said, “what the fuck did you do that for” I backed off and said “ because I can you prick teasing bitch.” I turned to walk out and she said “wait” I then knew I could do as pleased, I walked over grabbed her by the arm and bent her over the kitchen table. Wait, wait was all she could say but it was to late. I kicked her legs apart pulled her dress up over her arse and ripped her thong straight off, This time she was saying “ no Aryan please no not here,” I released my hard thick cock and then thrust forward and entered her tight cunt, although quite dry she was rapidly getting wetter,, followed by a long sigh mm. I started to fuck her with long slow movements,“fuck” Simran moaned as I pulled and pushed my hard cock into her wet juicy cunt and with Each thrust she pushed her hips back faster and faster.I reached around and grabbed her tits they were Still under the top of her dress I moved my hands back to her hips and thrust full into her.Simran was moaning and groaning quite loud and I told her to keep it down but as I bottomed out in her cunt she squealed so I slapped her on the arse quite hard.her reply shocked me “ I’m sorry sir” was her strange reply.Could this hard nose sister in law be a bit submissive I thought in for a penny in for a pound,get on your knees you dirty slut was my first command, with out a second thought she spun around and dropped to her knees.Well what the fuck are you waiting for I said and the dirty bitch stuck out her tongue and licked every inch of my cock. I started to slap her face with my hard cock open wide i said and grabbing a good handful of hair I rammed my cock straight down her throat,I was making her gag but she was loving it. I face fucked her hard for about ten minutes.Get up and get into your dirty whoring position Simran. I barked.Simran stood, rucked up her dress and bent over the table again.Once again I entered her doggie style and started to hammer her pussy. Yes, Simran screamed fuck me Aryan fuck your dirty sister in law come on you bastard do me harder, harder.I carried on fucking her for a few moments then I pulled out and rubbed my cock over her tight arse hole,No, No, not there, I again slapped her arse don’t fucking no me you whore, Slap, Slap,I Slap her arse hard.Sorry sir I’m sorry, please not my arse i’ve never done that before.Good looks like I’m going to show Viveks’ wife how much a dirty whore you really are,I spat on her ring and slowly eased a finger into her tight hole, please Aryan I will do anything just don’t fuck my arse.To late Simran and I eased the tip of my cock into her virgin arse, as my sister in laws arse ease tightly around my cock, I pulled back on her hair, pulling her hair tight she arched her back as I fucked her arse.Slowly she got used to the invasion in her once virgin arse, ever so slowly she started fucking me back,my god she breathed I never thought it would be this nice, obviously her slight pain was now overwhelming pleasure,

Simran moan and moved her arse to quicken up the fucking taking place in her arse, mmm yes baby this is so good, Aryan do it, fuck my dirty whore arse, I kept fucking her faster and faster, I pulled out with a loud plop and rammed my cock straight up her flooded cunt then back into her arse, cunt few thrusts, arse few thrusts until Simran was begging just my arse please just fuck my arse Aryanso we built up a nice hard motion. Just then Simran let out a loud scream and flooded come all over my balls and down her legs,as the pace increased Simran begged for me to come.As I asked her where she wanted it she again surprised me by saying “ in me sir plant your strong seed in my belly” so I pulled out of her slippery arse and thrust back into her cunt.After three hard prods I unleashed my come deed inside her. I lay on top of her for a few minutes then slowly pulled my cock out and wiped it on her dress.I moved over and sat on a kitchen chair, Simran rose pushed her dress down and bent down to pick up her torn knickers, they were from a set you bastard she laughed.She then tossed them into the bin, as we sat talking she said that she had always fancied me and that the reason she is so hard nosed was to drive me away, so that her true feelings wont come out.What do we do from here she asked, well you don’t want to hurt your baby sister and Vivek does not need to lose his wife, Here are my rules. You will become my mistress; around the family you will act the same hard nose bitch that you are.When ever I call you privately you will call me sir, you will always be ready to fuck me when and where I want, and to add a final bit of fun.I will direct you in how to treat Vivek.The only choice is take it or leave it. Simran stood walked over to me and kissed me with a passion,

She then lent over my lap pulled her dress up over her arse and said I agree sir.Any girls or woman wants such a hard fuck please email me at [email protected]

My name is Raj. This is my first real story posted to ISS. This story shares my erotic experience with a young divorced lady.This incident took place before 2 years back. I used to try to chat with ladies through masalatalk.com and yahoo common rooms regularly. After many attempts, I was successful in finding lady, who was interested to chat with me. She was a divorced lady (Rani.). One evening, I joined a yahoo room and started pinging ladies. I pinged Rani like any other girl. She responded to my id after few minutes. We introduced ourselves to each other. I found that she was also from Andhra. The first day chatting ended with casual chat. We continued chatting for few days. We became so close in few days that she started sharing her personal details. Then I found that she was married and had a kid but divorced. She was 27 and I was 28. We shared our mobile numbers with each other. I started talking to her almost everyday. Her voice was very dynamic and sexy. She complimented my voice many times. She lived in Andhra and I used to work in Bangalore.Once, I invited her to Bangalore. She agreed to come but she did not commit a date. I did not have any intention to have sex with her. I used to treat her like a friend. I never crossed my limits in the phone conversations that we had. Finally, she gave a date to visit Bangalore. I have a flat, a byke in Bangalore and living alone. I asked whether she was ok to stay in my house. She said that she was coming to see me so wanted to spend as much time as she can with me. I booked train tickets for her. She told her parents that she was going to visit her female friend in Bangalore and will spend sat and sun with her. Requested her parents to take care of her kid. I reached railway station and was waiting for the train. I was afraid as well as curious to meet her because I was about meet a stranger. Finally, she reached the station. As we shared our photos, I was able to recognize her easily. Her figure matched her photo shared with me.Coming to my physical structure, I m 5 7, average figure but bears smart look. The cock size is 7 inches. Her age was 27. Coming to her physical structure, height 5 2, perfect chest, medium complexion. When I met her first time at the station, her figured impressed me. She was wearing salwar. I shook my hand with her. The touch was warm. I asked whether she was ok to come on byke. She said ok. I had her bag on my petrol tank. She sat to the side of byke. I drove her to my house. As I did not have any sex thoughts with her, I did not observe her touching me while riding the byke. She was very happy to see my flat becoz it was clean and well furnished. I guided her to one of the two bed rooms.

She went in and locked the bed room door. She had bath and came out in another salwar. The salwar was mind blowing. She was sexy in that dress. As she took head bath, her hair was wet and sexy. She came out and stood at the bed room door. She asked me how she was looking. I said, “to be honest, your appearance is just mind blowing”. She smiled. Then, we sat in common room and ate snacks. We discussed various things. While discussing, she was watching my cock portion. Then I thought that she might be craving for it as it was about a year since divorced. After sometime, she told me that she wanted to sleep for sometime. She asked me to give her company and talk to her till she goes to sleep. While she was lying on bed, I sat in a chair. I was wearing shorts. I had my legs stretched on the bed. While she was talking to me, her eyes were getting closed as if she had alcohol. I understood that she was craving for it. As I never crossed my limits before, I did not want to proceed for it. She waited for me to make the first step. As I did not make any step forward, she made the first step. She had put her hand on my legs and started pulling my leg hair.

That started arousing me. In no time, my cock started Watching sky in my shorts. I did not wear underwear. She noticed my cock struggling inside. She asked me what was it. I could not say anything. Just watching her sexy chest. She asked me to sleep on the same bed if I wanted to sleep. I took this opportunity and lied by her side. She smiled. She came on me and kissed on my eyes first and then on my lips. It was a heavenly happiness. Then she removed my t-shirt and shorts. Kissed me on my chest, nipples, navel and finally, on my cock head. I became mad when she kissed cock head. She took my cock into her mouth and sucked few times. Then took both of my balls into her mouth and ate them like lolly pop. I can not explain my feelings. I was enjoying it to fullest. If you have liked part of the story covered above, then mail me [email protected]. Based on your comments, I will post remaining part of the story.

Hi! Amar naam Partho hochhe aar amake barite sabai Bablu bole dake. Amar boyesh praye 21 bachar hochhe. Amar didir naam Renu hochhe aar didir boyish praye 26 bachor. Didi amar theke praye 5 bachor baro hochhe. Amra ekta middle class family aar ekta choto flate Kolkata te thaki. Amader bari ta choto, tate ekta hall/dining room duto bedromm aar ekta kitchen ache. Amader barite bathroom bolte khali ekta aar tate sabai jaye. Amader baba aar maa dujoneyee chakri kore. Didi amake Bablu bole dake. Aar ami take didi boli. Shuru shuru te ami sexer bishoye bishesh kichu jantam na. Karon ami kakhono co-education te poronee aar amader barir kache pithe kono meye amar boyshee chilo na. Tai ami ekhono kono meyer songe sexer maza nee ni aar ami kono din kono nengto meye dekhe chee. Haan ami kakhono kakhono prono magazine te nengto meyer chobi dekhechee. Jakahan amar boyish 14 holo takhon amar modhe meyeder pratee akarshan jagte laglo. Amar chokher samne khali amar Renu didi chilo. Didi matha te praye amar saman chilo, gayer rang besh farsha, lal tuktuke patla thont duto, matha te lamba ghono kalo chool, dekhte aar figure ta anekta Hindi cinemar Zeenat Aman moton. Haan didi mayee gulo besh chunchlo aar baro baro aar segulo ke dekhleye mone hoye je ekhkhuni hathe niye chatkaee.Amar ekhono mone achche je ami amar jiboner prothon keenchee didi nam niye. Ek robibare jeyee didi bathroom theke berulo ami chat kore bathroome dhuke gelam aar taratari amar jama kapor gule phelte laglam. Amar khoob jore pechchab peye chilo. Pechchab korar por ami amar dhon ta niye khelte laglam. Hatat amar chokh porlo didir khule phela kapor gulor opor. Dekhi je didi chan korar por nijer gayer nightgown ta rakha ache. Ami jeyee nightgown ta tullam to dekhlam je tar talaye didir kalo ronger bra ta pore ache. Ami jeyee didir kalo ronger bra ta hathe nilam amar laura ta apna apni khara hote laglo. Ami nightgown ta tullam aar tar theke didir neel ronger panty ta pore gelo. Ami khunke panty ta tule nilam. Eibar amar ek hathe diir bra aar anno hathe didir panty ta chilo.Ohh Bhagawan! Didir anatarbas gulo hathe niye ki bhison maza lagte laglo. Ami bujhte parchilam je eii bra ta kichukhon aage porjonto didir mayee te lege chilo aar eii panty ta kichukhon aage didur guuder songe lepte chilo. Ami ei katha gulo bhabhchilam aar bhetor bhetor garam hochhillam.

Ami bujhte parchilam na ami didir bra aar panty gulo niye ki kori? Ami bra aar panty ta niye ghuriye phiriye sab dik theke chulam, chumu khelam, chatlam aar na jani ki ki korlam. Ami bra aar panty ta amar khola barar opor ghoslam. Bra ta ke niye amar booker oopor rakhlam. Ami amar kkhara barar oopore didir panty ta porlam. Porar songe songe seta amar bara oopore tent moton hoye thaklo. Tarpore ami didir nightgown ta bathroomer dewaler songe ekta hangere te tangalam. Tarpor kapor tanganor clip diye bra ta booker kache atke dilam aar panty ta nightgowner majhkhane atke dilam. Eibar amar mone kote laglo je didi bathroomer dewalr kache danriye amake tar bra aar panty ta dekhache. Ami taratari giye didir bra ta chuste laglam aar mone mone bahbhte laglam je ami didir mayee chuschee. Ami amar khara leura ta didir panty te ghoste laglam aar mone mone bhabhte laglam je ami didir guude leura ta dhukiye didi ke chudchee. Ami eto garam hoye giyechilam je amar bara ta bhishob bhabhe phule giyechilo aar khanik pore bara theke jiboner prothom mal beriye gelo. Amar bara theke beruno pheda te didir bra aar panty bhije gelo. Sei dinprothom bar amar mal berulo aar ta berulo didi nam kore.Amar prothom mal beruno ta eto beshi chilo je amar paa duto jawab diye dilo aarami nijer payer oopor danrate parchilam na. Amar chokher samne andhokar hoye giyechillo. Ami chupchap bathroome bose porlam. Kichukhon pore ami suth hote ami uthe taratari chan korete shuru kore dilam. Showere chan Kore ami besh fresh hoye gelam. Chan korar por ami didir nightgown ta dewal theke nabiye tar theke bra aar panty duto khule nilam aar segulo theke amar mal gulo jal diye dhuye dilam aar segulo jekhane chilo ami abar theke rekhe dilam. Sedin kar por theke amar laura kheenchar somaye didir bra aar panty niye nitam. Haan, eirakon kore kheenchar suyog khali robibare hoto. Kenona, robibare ami didir chan korar chan kortam. Robibare ami ghum bhangar pore chupchap shoye thaktan aar dekhtam je kakhon didi bathroome jaye. Jeyee didi bathroome jeto ami bichana theke uthe portam aar didi bathroom theke berule ami jhat kore bathrrome dhuke portam. Amar maa aar baba roz sakal sakal bela bichana chere ditto aar jakhon ami uthtam takhon maa kitchene jalkhabar ranna korte thakto aar baba baire balcone te bose paper porte thakto ba bazare giye dinkar bazaar korto. Robibar ta chere ami jakhoni bara kheenchtam takhoni bhabhtam je ami amar bara ta didir ras bhora chamchamer moto guude dhukiye thapachhee. Shuru shuru te ami khali bhabhtam je jakhon didi nengto hoye tkhon dekhte kemon lage? Pher ami ei bhabhte laglam je didir guude bara dhukiye thapate kemon lagbe. Ami kakhono kakhono sapno te didi ke nengto kore chudtam aar jakhon ghum bhangto takhon dekhtanm je ami amar bichanate shoye achee aar amar under pant ta puro puri bheeje geche. Ami kakhono amar moner katha ba amar sapnor katha kauke bolini ba didi amar kono katha janto na.

Ami amar schooler parashona shesh kore college jete laglam. College te kichu meye bondhu hoye gelo. Du ekta meye bondhur songe ami ek du bar choda chudir anando nite laglam. Ami jakhoni kono meye bondhu ke chudtam takhon ami bhabhtam je mara bara ta amar didir ras bhortee guude dhokano achche. Ami bar bar chesta kortam je amar mon ta didi opor theke sore jak kintu ta hochchillo na. Amar mon ghure phire bar bar didir dike chole jeto. Ami dine 24 ghanta didi bishoye aar didi ke chudbar bayapare bhabhte thaktam. Ami jato khon bari te thaktam ami didir dike takiye thaktam, kintu amar moner bayapar ta didi kichu janto na. Jakhon didi nijer jama kapor charto ba maar songe kitchen kichu kaj korto ami chup chap didi ke dekhtam aar kakhono kakhono ami didir booker sundor gol gol aar khara khara mayee gulo dekhte petam, obishee blouser oopor theke. Didir songe choto flate thakate amar kakhono kakhono khuub labh hoto. Kakhono akhono amar hath didir gaye lege jeto. Ami sab samaye didir gol gol aar khara khara mayee aar pacha chonbar janno pagol hoye thaktam.Amar khali someyte ami balcony te danriye rastar lok der dekhtam aar jakhon amar didi amar pashe danrato ami tar mayee dhire dhire choonbar janno chesta kortam. Amader barir balcony ta besh shoru chilo aar emon chilo je tar puro lambai ta amader galeer dike chilo aar tar shoru kona te danrale rasta dekha jeto. Balcony ta eto shoru chilo je dujon lok pasha pashi ga ghenshe danriye rasta dekhte peto. Ami jakhon balcony te danriye rasta dekhtam takhon amar hath duto booker oopor bendhe rakhe balconeer railinge bhordiye rasta dekhtam. Kakhono kakhono didi amar pashe eshe danrato. Ami ektu shore giye didi ke danrate ditam. Ami emon aste kore ghure danratam je didi ke amar songe gaye ga lagiye danrate hoto. Didir baro baro mayee duto amar booker eshe lagto. Amar hather angul gulo jegulo railinger oopore thakto didir mayee te chuunto. Ami amar angul gulo aste aste didir mayeer oopore bolatam aar didi ei bayapar ta janto na. Ami angul diye chuunye chuunye dekhtam je didir mayee duto kato narom aar molayam kintu tobuo didir mayee duto sab samaye khara hoye thakto. Kakhono kakhono ami amar hath diye didir pacah duto chuuntam. Jakhon didi amar pashe eshe danratao ami eorakom kore didir sexy sharir ta sate aste chuntam.

Ami jantam je amad didi amar bayapar kichu bojhe na. Ami jantam je didi eta bujhto na je tar choto bhai tar sharirer anache kanache ichche kore hath lagaye aar bhai take ekebare ulongo dekhte chai, take nengto kore chudte chai. Kintu ami bhool jantam. Ekdin didi amake dhore nilo. Seyee din kitchene giye kapor change korchilo. Hall aar kitcheners majhkaher parda ta ektu sore giye chillo. Didi amar dike pechon phire nijer kurta ta khule niyechilo aar amar chokher samne didir bra te Dhaka mayee gulo chilo. Rozkar moton ami T.V.dekhchilam aar chokh ghuriye didi ke dekhchilam. Hatat didi samner dike dewale lagano aina te dekhte pelo je ami tar dike haan kore dekhchee. Didi dekhlo je ami tar bar Dhaka mayee gulo dike takiye achee. Phere ainar modheye amar aar didi cholh mile gelo. Ami lajja peye amar chokh ta ghuriye abar T.V. dekhte laglam. Amar buk ta dhar phar korchilo. Ami bujhte pere giyechilam je didi jante pere geche je ami tar mayee dekhchilam. Ami bujhte parchilam na je eibar didi ki korbe? Didi ki amar katha maa aar baba ke bole debe? Naki didi amar opor rag korbe? Amar matha te ei sab prashno ghurte laglo. Ami abar theke didir dike takabar sahas korte parchilam na. Seye din aar tar por 2-3 din ami didir kach theke dure dure thaklam. Didir dike takalam na. Aei du teen dine kichu holo na. Ami khushi hoye gelam aar abar theke chupichpi didir dike takate laglam. Didi amake 2-3 bar hathenahte dhore nilo je ami tar dike chupichupi dekhchee kintu didi kichu bollo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi bujhe geche je ami kee chai aar se amake kono kichu bolbe na. Didi amar songe ba anno karur songe ei bishoye kono katha bollo na. Eta amar kache khoob aschorjor bayapr chilo. Jak jato din didi kich na bole ami didi ke chupee chupee dekhte thaklam. Ek din ami aar didi aager moto balcony te danriye rastar lok er dekh chilam. Didi amar hather songe sente danriye chilo aar amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghurchillo. Ami bhabhchilam je hoyto didi eta jane na je amar hather angul gulo didir mayee te aste aste ghora phera korche. Ami eta ei janno bujhchilam je amar angulo didir mayee te chala sattaeo didi amar songe sente danriye chilo. Kintu ami eta bujhe giyechilam je jakhon didi amake aage kono din toke nee ami aram kore didir mayee gulo chuunte pari aar didi amake kichu bolbe na. Amra balcony te gaye ga lagiye danriye chilam aar katha bolchilam. Amar amader colleger aar sports niye alochona korchilam. Amader balconyr samne ekta goli chilo bole amader balcony ta besh andokar chilo.

Katha bolte bolte didi hath diye amar angulo gulo ke dhore nijer mayee theke alda kore dilo. Didi nijer mayeer oopor amar anguler chalaphera bujhte pere giye chilo. Didi khanik khoner janno katha bola bando kore dilo aar tar sharer ta besh shakto hoye gelo. Kintu didi nijer jayga theke norlo na aar amar hather songe sente danriye royilo. Didi amake kichu bollo na aar amar sahash bere gelo. Tar por amai amar hather puro panja ta didir gol gol molayam aar khara khara mayee oopor rekhe dilam. Ami bhison bhoye pachhilam. Ke jani didi amake ki bolbe? Amar puro sharir ta bhoye aar uttejona te kampchilo. Kintu didi amake kichu bollo na. Didi khali ekbar amake dekhlo aar abar rasatr dike dekhte laglo. Ami bhoye te didir dike takate parchilam na aar amio rasatr dike takiye chilam aar amar hather panja diye didir mayee ta te dhire dhire hath bollachillam. Ami aage hather panja diye didir ekta naram mulayam mayee te hath bolachhillam. Tar por dhire dhire ami ekta mulayam aar khara mayee ta ke hather muto te niye jore tipte laglam. Didi mayee gulo besh baro baro chilo aar amar ekta hather panja te antchilo na. Ami aage didir mayee ta neech theke dhorchilam aar tar por hath ta aste aste oopore niye gachhillam. Kichukhon por didir kurta aar bra oopor theke mayee tipte tipte bujhte parlam je didir mayeer nipple ta Sakhto hoye danriye geche tar mane didi amake diye mayee tepate tepate garam hoye geche. Didir kurta aar brar kapor gulo khoob molayam chilo aar tai ami dekhte pelam je didir mayeer nipple duto sakhto hoye ekta choto rubber moton danriye ache. Ohh Bhagaban! Amar mone hote laglo je ami sarge achee. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar sarger such hochhilo. Didir mayee gulo ke bhalo kore chonbar amar aai prothom abosar chilo ar ami bujhtei parlam je ami katokhon dhore didir mayee tip chee. Aar didio amake ek barer janno mana kore nee. Didi chupchap amar pashe danriye danriye nijer mayee amake diye tepachhilo. Didir mayee tipte tipte amar leura ta khara hote laglo. Ami khoob aram paachhillam aar ei bhebhe aro khoshee hocchhillam je amar theke 5 bachorer baro didi chupchap amar pashe danriye nijer choto bhai ke diye nijer mayee tepachhillo. Ami janjina je ami aro katokhon didir mayee tiptam tobe khanikkhon pore maar galar awaj pelam. Mar awaj peteee didi amar hath ta aste kore mayee theke hatiye diye maar kache chole gelo. Se rate ami ekdom ghumote parinee. Sara raat khali didir molayam lmalauam khara khara mayee er katha bhabhchillam. Porer din ami rozkarer moton balcony te danriye rastar lok dekhchilam. Kichukhon pore didi balcony te eshe amar theke 2-3” duure danriye thaklo. Ami du teen minute obdi chupchap thaklam aar didir dike dekhte thaklam. Didi amar dike dekhlo. Ami halka bhabhe muchkee hanslam, kintu didi palte muchkee hanslo na aar rasatar dike takiye danriye royilo. Ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “didi aro kache esho na.” “Keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Ami chunte chai” ami parishakar bhabhe didi ke kichu bolte parchilam na. “Kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol” didi amake bollo. Takhon ami didi ke dhire kore bollam, “ami tomar doodh duto chunte chaee.” Didi amake abar bollo “kee chunte chas? Parishakar kore bol.” Takhon ami didir dike takiye muchki hense aste kore bollam, “ami tomar buker oopor gol gol khara khara molayam mayee duto chunte chaee ar se gulo chatkate chaee.” “Kintu ekhuni maa aste pare” didi takhon muchkee hense bollo. Ami talhon abar muchkee hense didi ke bollam, “maa ele amra aage theke jante parbo.” Amar katha sune didi kichu bollo na aar nijer jayegaye danriye thaklo. Takhon ami didi ke aste kore bollam, “please, didi aro kache esho.”

Talhon didi amar kache chole elo. Didi amar khoob kache danriye chilo, kintu tar mayee kalker moton amar hather kache chilo na. Ami bujhte parlam je didi amar ga ghenshe danratae lajja pachhe. Ekhon obdi didi amar kaar ga ghenshe danrato ajante. Kintu aaj jene bijhe amar ga ghense danrate didi lajja pachhe, kenona aaj didi jane je ga ghense danrale ami ki korbo. Jei didi amar kache eshe danralo ami taratari didi ke hathe kore dhore nijer kache aro tene nilam. Eibar didir mayee gulo kalker moton amar hathte chunchillo. Ami praye panch minute obdi chup kore thaklam aar tar por amar hath ta didir mayeer oopor niye gelam. Didir mayee chunte ami kalker moton sarager sukher anubhuti pelam. Ami prothome didir mayee duto aste aste hath bolalam atr por jore jore ami didir mayee duto tipte laglam. Kalker moton didi aajkeo patla kaporer kurta aar tar talaye bra porechilo. Patla kaporer oopor theke didir mayeer bota duto khara hoba ami besh bhalo kore bukhte parchilam. Ami eibare amar angul diye didir mayeer bota gulo tipte laglam. Ami jato bar didir mayeer bota gulo tip chilam tato bar didi ektu nore chore uthchillo aar didir mukh ta lajja te lal hoye jachillo. Khanik por didi amake phisphis kore bollo, “ohhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Aste aste tep, lagche.” Didir katha sune ami didi mayee duto aste aste tipte laglam.jara amar sathe rat katate chan mail korun [email protected]