Chachi (Aunt), Mom's Friend & Mom
by incest_indian ©
The first awakenings of my sex drive happened when I was about 18. My first memories of experimentation's with sex were over my Chachi (Aunt) Kalpana. This woman was my uncle's ex wife, a woman I always recognized as an undeniably beautiful woman, in a plastic sort of way. I never seemed to recognize that her body was probably never as good as I'd imagined, at least not until later years, but it was over her that I had my first fantasy. I remember the very first time I blew my load. Kalpana had actually been in our house that day. I was home from school, for whatever reason, perhaps a holiday, maybe sick, maybe a Saturday, but Kalpana was there. I'd noticed over the days before that my cock became hard, and it felt good to stroke it whenever it got stiff.
The house was small, tiny in fact, but whenever my Ma's friends, of whom Kalpana was one, came to visit, they would spend most of their time in the tiny kitchen, talking and laughing and doing whatever stuff it was that adults did to keep themselves amused, so it seemed to me. It was easy for me to tell when the women in the house were moving about. It also happened that women were there quite frequently, as my Ma was a seamstress who did quite a lot of work for friends. So it was this day that Kalpana was over, and I'd found that rubbing my penis felt quite good. In fact, while sitting in the very room next to where my Kalpana Chachi and my Ma were talking, I felt the urge to caress myself. I slowly unbuttoned my pants, not at the Meant recognizing how dangerous that might be, and unveiled my erection, which had happened at the thought of Kalpana. I started to stroke myself, first slowly, then with more and more urgency, until within only a minute or so, I felt a release, and a tiny bubble of whiteness spewed from the tip of my dick. God, this felt wonderful! The sensation was the first of my life.
And it had come over my Chachi! I had copies of Playboy under my bed. Now that I knew what the sensation was like, I knew what my cock was really for. I'd of course looked at the pictures before, but they took on new meaning then. It was even later that day, or perhaps night, that I slid the 'dirty' magazines out from under my bed, and looked at the centerfolds with new eyes. I was on my bed, on my stomach, looking at the gorgeous breasts, the mysterious hair that had always fascinated me (and still does) which looks like a triangle between these women's legs. And I felt my cock stiffen again. It felt good to feel the pressure of my thickening dick against the mattress. I wondered what it would feel like to expose my throbbing cock to the light fur bedspread under me.
I thought of my Kalpana Chachi, the strawberry blond hair that looked so wonderful, the triangle that I wished I could see that was probably the same color, and unzipped my pants, and pulled them down, allowing the shaft of my cock to meet the fur of the covers. Again, I started moving my hips, and thrusting and dreaming of my sweet Chachi, and started pumping more and faster and faster until I felt a sweet release, and a big load of white came out of my dick, and I was pleased...
I was happy with this, and found that the feelings I had were more wonderful when I thought of my Kalpana Chachi as I rubbed my dick against the covers, for days on end. In fact, I'd discovered an even better way to satisfy myself. Putting my stiff cock between a fur covered pillow and the bedspread, and sliding my aching cock in and out between them, until the release came. God, it felt unbelievable! Well, as I said, my Ma was a seamstress.
And she had many friends who needed work to be done. And in these days, the women who came to have their wares made became to regard me as just another piece of the furniture, so to speak. I think they often forgot in fact that I was a boy. So I got to see things that were more than I ought to have seen and still keep sexual thoughts away from my ever-horny mind. My favorite of my Ma's friends was a woman of about her middle 40s, which described both her age and the size of her chest. Her name was Kamala, and she was impressive in my young mind. She was short, jet black hair, a tight, perhaps even flatfish bottom, but tits that were huge and so noticeable that I'm sure I had been aware of them even before my sexual interest. I'd had the pleasure of seeing her run around in a state that no red blooded boy should have to see and not be able to relieve himself, which, after my discovery, I was doing regularly.
But there was one day that would live in my mind. Kamala was over, and getting some new top made. It was her custom, being something of a brazen and lowers middle class woman that she'd just take off her outerwear and be not the slightest bit conscious of her...appearance. I was sitting there, on the floor, looking up, and almost gasped as I noticed something I'd never seen before on this goddess- like woman in all the times I'd seen her in various states of undress. I looked up and saw a sheer bra that encased those lovely breasts ever so gently, and saw to my amazement that the sheerness exposed her aureoles, dark and half dollar sized, absolutely perfect to match the size and shape of those gorgeous melons.
I couldn't stand it, and slipped off to my bedroom, where I immediately pulled off my pants, listening intently for any telltale footsteps signaling trouble, and proceeded to take my cock, now stiff and trembling from the sight of those massive orbs that I now wanted to suck more than anything in my life, and started to stroke myself harder and harder until the come splattered from my dick in an explosion of ecstasy. Oh God, oh God, Kamala, how I'd love to feel my love pole inside your sweet pussy... I'd never forgotten the mystery of the dark triangle, either. It had not escaped my notice that the utter blackness of Kamala's hair had extended itself to the hair between her legs.
Every chance I got, which were not nearly as many as I would have liked, I stole glances at her pubic area when she was in panties, the large, womanly kind, not the bikinis I'd experience in later life. I'd look for those stray wisps of blackness coming out from under those white sheer panties, and become excited. I'd found my new fantasy. Every day, I'd dream of undressing Kamala, looking at that incredible body, touching it, feeling it, licking it kissing it, and fucking it. And every chance I got, whenever I was home and she was over at the house, I'd close my bedroom door, and listen through the reverberating of the house for the voices of Kamala and my Ma, and pull down my pants and stroke my cock while I listened to the voice I wished I would hear in my ear, urging me to fuck her harder... I was always careful to listen as closely as I could to the sounds of the footsteps, which came and went often, as the full length mirror with which the women always looked at themselves as they tried on the new clothes was inside the closet door which was right outside my room. So, nervously, I always listened, worried that one day there would be a knock on my door and that I'd embarrass myself. One day, it happened. Kamala was over and she was trying on a new hot pants outfit, which I knew from experience made her look incredibly fuckable.
I heard them in the kitchen, Kamala and my Ma, then heard very little. A Maent later, there was knock on my door. I had, of course, my stiff cock out of my pants, this time, as circumstances would have it, beating away without the pillow using the friction of my hand, pulling at the skin, and as I tried in vain to stuff it back in, the door knob twisted, and the door opened. There, in the door way, was Kamala, black hot pants on and her sheer bra. God, what now? I stopped, looked up in embarrassment. Kamala looked down at my shrinking cock, just stood there looking for a Maent, no expression on her face, perhaps the trace of a smile on her lips. As I turned to try to hide my penis, she said, "I was just coming in to ask you what you thought of this new outfit." To which I replied in a mumbled voice something about it looking good.
What was I going to do? My Ma was going to find out now, and how would I stand the humiliation? I buttoned my pants, and sat down, numbed. Figuring the worst, I was waiting for another inevitable knock on the door expecting to have to explain himself. Maents later, I heard voices in the kitchen, too embarrassed to even try to listen. The voices seemed to go on for a very long time, and I couldn't imagine what the two women could possibly be discussing for so long a time. I was beating it, and that was all. Presently, I heard the back door open, and someone go out, a car start, and pull out of the drive. Now I'd had it, I was thinking, Kamala's gone, and my Ma is going to let me have it.
There was that knock on the door. God, I thought. "Yeah, come on in," I said in resignation. The door opened, and I was in shock. There stood Kamala, still in her black hot pants, but that was all. Those gorgeous tits, that I'd dreamed of for months now, were unholstered from their sheer bra, hanging free, the nipples dark against her pale skin, the beginnings of erectness at the tip. I was speechless. Despite my shock, the desire for this woman took over my surprise. She stood there in the doorway like the sultry bitches I'd see in later life, pornographic movies. Her voice, a bit gravelly as always, said "Well, what do you think?" I didn't know what to say. "You're Ma and I talked over what I found you doing. It's not a secret to her, you know. She hears your bed creaking as you play with yourself. I told her what a beautiful cock you have, and we talked about it, and I convinced her that it was about time you had the chance to use it. I've see you looking at me when I'm undressed. I know you want to fuck me.
Your Ma told me your dad is out of town, and she said she'd go out for a few hours and leave us alone. Now, do you want to let me see that sweet penis, darling?" Almost literally, my jaw dropped. I saw this vision slowly moving toward me, those luscious mammaries bouncing together as she moved to me. "Pull you pants off," she said, almost demanding. I did what she told me, now showing her my naked cock, now standing stiffly again. She came over to me, and knelt down. She took the shaft of my dick, actually now harder than it had ever been before, and started to stroke it. I lasted all of about a minute before spewing into her face and hair, as she'd kept herself that close.
She loved it. Being as young as I was, my dick stayed hard. She obviously wanted more. With some of my come still on her face, she leaned closed, and started to lick the head of my still swollen dick. Her tongue went all over, then up and down the shaft, until I came again, in her mouth. I wanted her badly. She stood up, and gently pushed me into a seated position on my bed. She moved her big pretty tits into my face, and urged me to suck those huge dark nipples which were harder than I would have imagined. Then, she slipped off the hot pants, along with the panties I'd wanted to see her out of, and let me stare into that thick black bush that I'd dreamed of for months. She told me she wanted me to lick her. I didn't know exactly what she meant. But she showed me.
She lay back on my bed, and spread her legs. It was glorious, looking a that cunt, which was glistening with wetness. "Be careful, and put your finger in me." I did. "Go in and out." And I did, faster, as she started breathing harder. "Oh God, take out your finger and lick where you were fingering," she panted, and I did, tasting my first musk, which I then didn't want to stop. She bucked and swayed, and then, right when I couldn't stand it any more, she said "Get on me and fuck me, you little fucker." And I fucked her wildly, while she lay back and moaned and came. I fucked her about 4 times in the little bit of time we had that day. After the experience I'd had, I was sexually in love with Kamala. I was sure I'd always want to fuck her. I'd finally gotten to see every inch of that delightful wench that I'd always dreamed of.
She was far from perfect, of course. I saw the bulge of fat around her belly, which I in fact found sexy. Those tits I'd seen as perfect were heavier and had some stretch marks, her legs had cellulite, but none of that mattered. I'd eaten, sucked, fucked her, did everything a man can do to a woman. I wondered how I'd be able to face my Ma, though, even though it sounded certain that she'd given her 'blessing'. The phone rang, and I picked it up. My Ma, oh God. But she was short with me, wanted to talk to Kamala. I handed her the phone, heard some words, and she hung up.
"Your Ma will be home in 10 minutes. She's tired, wanted to know how things went. I'm going to get dressed and meet her outside."
"Can't you stay and be with me when she comes home?," I asked, not wanting to face that alone. "No, it will be okay. We'll be doing a lot more of this. I need to talk to your Ma about that, alone." Great. She dressed, stood there in front of me, made exaggerated movements designed to show me more of her tits and that delicious cunt, let my run my hands through her pussy hair before she put her panties on. I didn't want her to leave. But I heard my Ma's car pull in, and she was gone. I stayed in my room, not wanting to face Ma. Later on that evening, I had to venture out. I didn't know what my first encounter with Ma would be like; I was very nervous. But it wasn't any problem. She was sitting on the sofa, and when I walked out, all she said was "I was wondering when you were going to come out of there."
And she smiled a bit. I knew my Ma had known about my masturbation. At least once, she'd knocked on my door when I was shaking my bed, and I'd heard an admonition beyond the door to stop doing that. She knew, all right. But it wasn't like I lived in a particularly prudish family. Nudity wasn't unheard of in my house. I'd walked in on my Ma in the bathroom many times, and she'd not made any particularly big deal about my looking at her breasts or the rest of her body, although she would not be obvious, and covered herself relatively shyly. But I was naturally curious about the female body, and she wasn't about to let her hang-ups get in the way of normal healthy development. I'd heard things in the past years about my Ma, offhand comments by my father, words that as I grew older led him to the conclusion that my Ma was not a very sexual being, didn't like sex much, wasn't much interested. But I'd seen enough, of my Ma's body, often enough, to know that she was built rather nicely for sex. She was in decent shape, mid 40s, like Kamala, big breasts, though not nearly as big as hers, brown hair that darkened in the pubic patch. I'd always wanted to stare more between her legs, but I could never do it, as I could never have been that obvious.
Yes, she was okay, as a woman, though I'd never thought of her in that way. But my experiences with Kamala kept going. Kamala would come over when my Ma knew my father would be away, and there were times when Kamala would come to get me to take me back to her house where we would fuck and suck until I couldn't get it up any more. She was the world's best fuck, I thought, and I loved her, or at least my cock did. So it was even more amazing when something new and different happened in my life. One night, when I was reading in my room, I'd heard my Ma running her nightly bath water. Quite ordinary. I heard her slip into the tub, heard the splashing of the water, thinking nothing of it, maybe thinking of my sweet Kamala. Again, my father was away, and I felt I should have done something about getting Kamala over, but I knew she was working this night. Maybe I'd get to fuck her later on in the week, I thought. And again, I heard the slip and slide of my Ma getting out of the tub, heard the sounds of her preparing herself after her bath, and kept on reading. A few minutes later, there was a knock on my door. "Can I come in?"
"Sure," I said. My Ma was wearing the usual bathrobe, the one she always wore in the evenings after her bath, the one she wore as she sat on the couch and watched TV. I wasn't worried about some embarrassing talk about Kamala coming from her anymore. I felt that the three of us had come to a common understanding. So I was a bit surprised when she sat down on my bed across from me, and started asking questions. "I know we haven't spoken about this before, but I was wondering how things with Kamala are?" I wasn't sure what she meant, and I was getting very nervous all of a sudden. God, what if she's decided it's wrong and I can't fuck her anymore?, I thought. "Well, what exactly do you mean, Ma? I mean, she's great. You know what we're doing, right? I mean you guys talked about it the first night she was here, and I thought everything was cool, and..."
"You must really think she's something, though, to want to be with her all the time. I would have thought a girl your own age would interest you more, wouldn't have thought a 43 year old woman would get you that hot..."
"Ma, it's kind of embarrassing to hear you say a woman gets me hot, ya know..."
"It's true, isn't it? I mean, if she didn't, why would you want to spend so much time with her? She's told me everything, you know. It's not like we don't talk..." I was beginning to feel something. I heard some subtle, maybe not so subtle things in my ears that were going right to my dick, and I was wondering how I could be having these twinges in my crank with my own Ma in the room. "Well, what is it that you talk about?"
"Kamala likes to get into it. You know that she's like a truck driver sometimes with her mouth. Maybe you like that, too. But she says how much you like to...suck her boobs..."
"Aww Ma, I don't want to hear you talk like that..."
"No, no no, it's okay. In fact, it's more than okay. I want...I need..." She stumbled over her words "Something from you. When you come in the bathroom with me when I've been undressed..." I protested, "No, I've never..."
"Let me finish. I know you look at me..."
"No, ma, I haven't..." Her tone became just a bit more firm. "Now listen... It's okay, really." Then she dropped her tone to soothing. "In fact, I like it. Now if you'll let me finish, I want to tell you what I want... I know you think Kamala's boobs are beautiful, she tells me you tell her that all the time." Ma looked up, and gazed intently into my eyes. "But I think mine are just as nice. What do you think...?" Ma slowly stood up, sliding off the edge of the bed. She still had on her old robe, but after she came to her full 5'4" height in front of me, about 3 feet away, she opened the robe, and let it slowly fall to the floor as she pulled it back off her shoulders, revealing those tits I'd seen only in passing. She still wore the same kind of white panties that Kamala wore, and that I knew she, my Ma, always wore, but I was too utterly blown away to even notice them. I sucked in my breath. I couldn't say anything. "Well, what do you think? Are they as pretty as Kamala's? I know they aren't quite as big, but they're probably firmer..." she said in a low voice, as seductive as I'd ever heard her. I looked up, and saw those suckable nipples, almost as big as Kamala's, on the end of a pair of tits, not like those I would see in Playboy or Penthouse or Hustler, but ones I would call in later life 'real tits', full and not perfect for a magazine but perfect for fondling and kissing and licking and sucking... "But...I don't understand..." I gulped, "what do you want...? What about Dad?"
I stared long and hard at those nipples, and my cock began to grow in spite of myself. "Well," she said, "Kamala and I talk, like I told you. She tells me that you absolutely love to suck her nipples. I...I'm not sure how to tell you this, but I absolutely love to have my nipples sucked. Your father," she seemed to be unhappy with the word, "doesn't like to do anything like that... And Kamala tells me how wonderful it feels..." As she spoke, she started to almost unconsciously place her hands under each breast and ever so slowly and gently lift them, ever so slightly, as if to offer them to my mouth, and I was by then beginning to shake with nerves and desire. "I know that want to be with Kamala every day if you could," she said, "and you can't be. I know you play with yourself all the time, that you want sex all the time, and I'd love to give you the chance to experience at least some of what you get with Kamala whenever you want it. I'd like to let you suck my nipples whenever you want to, and you can play with yourself when you do, and I won't care... You don't have to pretend to hide that from me anymore..."
Part: 1 2
Chachi (Aunt), Mom's Friend & Mom
by incest_indian ©
I couldn't stand it. I reached out my arms slowly, and my Ma came to me. I was in my chair, and I parted my knees so that she could come close enough for me to gently take her left nipple in my mouth. "Oh God..." I wanted to say, and my Ma said it for me... I kissed it gently, then my tongue lightly touched the very tip, and from there, I started to swirl my tongue ever so gently around more and more of the nipple and felt it grow against my tongue. In the back of my mind, I could not believe I was licking my own Ma's tit, but it was good, better than good, better than fantastic. I started to go from licking to sucking, first very tenderly, then with increasing passion, until I was breathing heavily. Then I took my mouth away, and, being utterly carried away and not thinking what I was doing, said to her "Ma, I want you to sit down, let me get on my knees, and suck you".
She backed away, and I reached up my hands and took hers as I stood up with the biggest pole under my shorts I'd ever had in my life. She didn't look at my cock under my pants, but just looked in my eyes, as she turned 180°, and I helped her sink into the chair. I instantly was on my knees, and sucking as if for my life. She took her hands and ran them through is hair, her neck arched a bit, not overly so, but in obvious pleasure. "Suck me, suck me, baby". I sucked and sucked, and finally had to take my cock out, which I was starting to beat in a heavy rhythm, until I came with a sigh... Only then did I lean back on my haunches and take in the sight of my glorious Ma, leaned back a bit in my chair, nipples erect and hard and at attention, her face flushed, her breasts full. I'd noticed before, but really noticed now, the fullness of my Ma's belly, never the flat board of the hard bodies, but it was beautiful. I knew I wanted to experience that navel which was below the panty line, the spot marked by a flat spot stretched taut... But I felt I already had gone as far as she would let me.
"Ma, how was that?" I breathed. "Wonderful," she sighed, "but I need a lot more sucking than that...," and I went back to work and licked and sucked until my Ma's back arched with pleasure and she cried and "hmmmm"ed after what may have been her coming... I never thought Kamala would be outdone, but just my Ma's breasts were enough to convince me that she would be the best sex of my life, ever... I stopped suckling, and just laid there, my head lightly against one of her breasts. She held me against her. "You can have me like this every day," she said. "Every day, after school, whenever your father isn't home, anytime... I love you." I wasn't sure how I was going to sleep knowing my beautiful fucking Ma was in the room next to mine... Well, she was truly beautiful, my cock felt that for sure.
Every day when I came home from school, I'd come in the door, look my Ma in the eye, take her hand, and lead her to my bedroom. We got to the point where it was almost as exciting for me to unbutton her blouse, turn her around, unhook her bra, and start fondling her tits, as it was to suck them. The anticipation was tremendous, every fucking day. I'd walk into the house with a huge hard on, and eventually, I'd even drop my pants so I was naked from the waist down while I stripped my Ma to her waist. There were days before I'd undress her that I'd come up from behind her, kiss her neck, tongue her ear, and feel her boobs through her top, and started the slightest pushing with my hips into her ass. She was always a little defensive then, wanted only her tits to receive attention. Bu that attention she loved more than anything, I think she was in love with my mouth. And I had the freedom that I never had before. I used to have to listen, hardly breathing, whenever I stroked himself or beat off between the pillows, afraid I'd get caught, but now, not only did I not have to be furtive and hide, I could do whatever I wanted to pleasure myself with my door wide open.
Even better, there were days when I had to relieve himself even after sucking my Ma's gorgeous lobes, and I would go out to her, tell I was going to play with myself, and she would most often come in my room to watch. I hoped for more, of course, even though I continued to fuck my 'girlfriend' Kamala. One day, after many weeks of suckling, and having always done nothing with my cock but stroke it myself, I thought I'd try something different. I knew my Ma enjoyed looking at my cock, but she'd never said anything about ever touching it herself. Well, I wanted her to do something for me. After a particularly intense sucking session, and having avoided touching himself, I stood up with my raging hard on and placed myself as close to my Ma as I could, she still slumped down in the chair in my room. Ma stared at my boner lovingly. I just stood there, come oozing out the tip of my throbbing penis, and started talking. "Ma, I know you haven't said we'd ever do more than what we have been doing, but I'd give anything to at least rub my dick on your tits..." She knew what I wanted. "Let's do something even better." She stood up, and laid down on my bed, her tits swaying as she walked. "Come over here to the bed. Get on top of me and I'll let you rub your cock between my tits..." Yes, even her language had gotten more intimate. It took me all of 5 seconds to be on top of my Ma, thrusting my stiff dick on my dear Ma's chest as she grabbed her full, pretty melons and pushed them together so tightly that I thought it felt a lot like being inside Kamala's sweet tight cunt.
Faster and faster I pumped, until I came, gushing, "Ughhhhhh..." The splatter, not a very great deal as I'd been pumping my meat many times each day, was still enough to make a pool of liquid love on the spot just above where her cleavage would have been if she were sitting up. I lifted myself off of her, and set one cheek of my butt right near her hip, close, and started to lovingly massage my jism into her skin. "Now that was great," I murmured, and started to take a drop of my come on the tip of my finger and work it into one of her nipples. She continued to lay there, her eyes open, probably not sure where this was going. I continued to love the attention my Ma allowed me to give her. There was no bound to our intimacy any longer. I would wander into the bathroom whenever she was bathing, sometimes to kneel over the edge of the tub and massage her tits, and sometimes to let my eyes drift to that dark hair on her mons that still fascinated me and couldn't keep off my mind. Not only her pubic hair, but that slightly protuberant belly stimulated my imagination. Her navel, slightly closed from a bit of underlying padding, looked like a perfect place to put the tip of my cock, and rub until I came...
What would that belly, rubbing against mine, during passionate fucking, feel like? She let me look. It wasn't entirely me giving her pleasure, either. Several weeks into this relationship, she began to stroke my aching dick for me, as well. No longer, unless I chose to do so, did I have to relieve the aching pleasure in my nuts by pulling at my own cock. My Ma started doing that for me. One day, after our regular tit suck session, and after coming while stroking myself, I just backed up, and stood up. My cock was still hard, of course. I was bold then. "Ma, Kamala likes to play with it. I'd love to have you play with it, too". She looked up at me, and then down at my raging hard on, then after minute of just looking, reached out and brushed the underside of my shaft with the tips of one hand, starting to slide up and down, then faster, giving her all, her hand fully in contact, until I shot off. "God, Ma, that was incredible," I shuddered.
I'd finally experienced my Ma's touch. Presently, my thoughts centered on intercourse. I thought about it all the time. God, what an experience it would be to fuck my Ma! A few short months into this love affair, it turned out my father, was going on a week long trip. I knew exactly what I wanted, but wasn't sure how to approach my Ma. No point in being subtle. One afternoon after suckling her passionately, I simply told her "Ma, I think we need to screw." I wasn't yet comfortable with using the word fuck in front of her, though I hoped one day I would be. "Really? What are you talking about?," she said. "Well, after all we've done, I think I'd like for us to pretend you're my wife, and I'm your husband, while dad's gone for that week trip he's taking." We were lovers in everything but fucking anyway, and taking my penis into her wetness wouldn't make it any more wrong. But she put me off.
Aunt Anjali Ch. 01
This is a true story with the names changed, I welcome your comments, feedback and suggestions.
I vividly remember my first brush with her. I was 18 years old and I had not worn briefs under my shorts. Anjali Aunty pointed to my penis and said,’ I can see all’! To my horror and embarrassment, I realized that my fly was open and my penis was hanging out. I must have forgotten to zip up after peeing. I was always very embarrassed about the size of my penis. At that young age, it was a good 8 inches long even when not erect and my shorts had to be longer to keep it enclosed. It was 2 inches thick and the head was large and red looking.
‘Come here’, she said. I walked towards her, my long cock swinging back and forth, not knowing what to expect. She held my penis in her hand for a few moments and gently tucked it back into my shorts. ‘You are a grownup boy now. You must put on underwear’, she said. Was an aunt supposed to do this? I did not think so but I did not mind. Her touch had caused my penis to start erecting. Her eyebrows went up but she did not say anything more at that time. She got called away. Her touch had felt good but I had no idea at that time that one could ‘take matters into one’s own hands’!
Aunt Anjali was my father’s brother’s wife. She was a teacher in a school. My uncle was an accountant. They had three children, my cousins. They were younger than me. Two girls and a boy. They lived in another town where I often went during my school vacations. Their home was small but they took us in gladly. We would all sleep together in the two rooms. When they came to our town, we would similarly put them up in the small space that we called our home. All us cousins happily played together, no matter which town. Aunt Anjali was a great cook and her meals were famous in the family.
After this incident, I started looking at her more carefully. She would often catch me looking and we would smile at each other like conspirators. She started treating me more kindly than before, giving me my favorite food to eat and kissing me on the cheek or hugging me longer at the slightest pretext. I hugged her right back and pressed my body into hers.
Aunt Anjali is plump and has a large hourglass figure. She has a pretty face and a long neck. She has short hair, finding them easier to maintain. Her breasts are large, conical and pointed and her tight blouses show them off well. Her ass is huge but shapely. Her ass cheeks sway, undulate and swing when she walks and there is nothing she can do to hide her assets. Her thighs and hips are in proportion to the rest of her body. A sight to behold, even with her clothes on. She dresses conservatively but can not help the fact that she is so sexy.
I had often seen her come out of the bathroom with only her blouse and petticoat on and now started observing her more carefully. I had become more conscious of the times that she would go for a shower so I could take a look at her when she emerged. I would listen to the swish of her clothes as she removed them and the small sounds she made as she moved. She is putting water on herself! She is soaping herself! She is removing the soap! She is drying herself! I would wonder what she looked like naked or how she soaped herself. I was tickled by the thought of her soaping her nipples or her cunt.
When she went for a pee, I would stand outside and listen intently for the sounds inside. First the sound of the clothes brushing against the body as they were raised. Then, the lower sound of panties being lowered. Then the commode seat creaking to accommodate the large buttocks and then the rill of the liquid splashing into the bowl. I would try to imagine that stream emerging from those cunt lips and arcing into the air before meeting the water of the pot. Then, the rubbing sound of a wet cunt being dried and the flush! With an erection in my trousers, I would run for fear of being caught.
I was once asked to take my shower immediately after she had finished taking hers. As I went in and closed the door, I saw her clothes in the bucket. I disentangled her bra and panties from the pile.
Her bra had the number 40DD on a label. I put my finger into the bra where her nipples would have been and patted the area.
Her panties bore the label ‘XL’ and although white in colour, were stained yellow at the part which would be against her cunt. I raised the crotch to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her musky smell along with a faint smell of urine filled my nostrils and I kissed and licked her crotch till there was no smell left!
I became bolder and would hug my aunt from behind, lightly letting my penis rub the furrow of her bottom. My hands would meet at the exposed skin near her midriff and snake upwards to touch the bottom of a heavy boob. My aunt would accept these caresses and kiss me on the cheek and hold my head at her shoulder.
I did not know what to do with the resultant erection. I would press it down and feel good.
I became like a pet dog. Following my aunt wherever she went, helping her with whatever she did and spending less and less time with my cousins.
One night, one more couple came to stay in the already overcrowded home and I was moved to the master bedroom to sleep with my uncle, aunt and three cousins, all on one large bed. I was asked to sleep on the farthest end of the bed, with my uncle sleeping on the other side. My aunt was finishing off some chores in the kitchen. I fell asleep but woke up when I heard sounds. My aunt was asking my uncle to increase the speed of the fan since she was feeling extremely hot.
For some reason, I pretended to be asleep. My aunt came near me and I closed my syes tight. ‘The children are fast asleep’, she said. And then she lowered her sari and started opening the buttons of her blouse. ‘Are you going to change now?’, asked my uncle. ‘ I am feeling unbearably hot. I wish I could take off all my clothes and sleep naked’, she replied.
I watched with half open eyes and a fast erecting penis. She removed her blouse and I could see the outlines of those large boobs encased in her bra. Her cleavage and the slopes of those globes were visible. The street light was casting a dim glow into the room. She unhooked her bra and removed it. I held my breath as my cock leapt in my pants at this sight. Her nipples were dark and large. The aureoles were darker still and very very large. They covered a very large area of each boob. But even as I was taking in this sight, my aunt put the bra on the bed and put on the blouse again buttoning up only two of the siz buttons.
Next, she bent down and started raising her sari and petticoat. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. For a brief moment, I spied a black patch and then the clothes covered those plump thighs and the treasure in between.
She went to the bathroom and came back after a few minutes. By this time, my uncle was snoring loudly. She slipped into bed beside me, between me and my cousins, and in a few moments started breathing slowly as if fast asleep.
I was about to nod off myself when I heard her clothes rustle. She removed the sari from above her blouse and her big mounds, covered by a thin garment were inches away from my eyes. I moved my head towards her carefully and feasted my eyes on this lovely sight. No sari, no bra, just a thin, half-unbuttoned blouse covering two mountains!
Even as I was looking on, she raised her sari and petticoat to her knees. Her eyes were closed. Probably, in her sleep, the summer heat was getting to her and she was unconsciously rearranging her clothes to let the air flow around her body. Her action brought her legs into view and I could see her knees and a little bit of her plump thighs. I could not believe my luck!
In a few moments, she turned towards me and in that small space, her right leg covered my left hand, both my legs and my erection! My hand was now touching her naked thigh. The skin was soft and smooth and the resultant current running through me, jolted my penis! Her naked leg and my cock were separated by the thin cloth of my pajamas.
Here was my chance to touch the treasures that I had only been looking at from a distance so far. My right hand was free to get a feel of her boobs. My left hand was inches from her cunt.
I put my right hand on my chest so that the palm rested flat on the slope of her left boob. The boob was soft and spongy. I pressed down a little and a soft moan escaped her lips. I stopped pressing. As she quieted down again, I cupped and pressed her boob gently and explored its surface to locate the nipple. I came to a nub covered by her blouse and touched it gently with my index finger. I softly held it between two fingers. I had never thought that this could ever happen!
Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my invading fingers. She exclaimed, ‘It is so hot today!’ and opened the other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My uncle continued his snoring. Was she awake? Was this an invitation?
Aunt Anjali Ch. 02
by PRAHAAR ©
For the reading pleasure of Adults. © Prahaar 2002. All rights reserved.
This is a true story with the names changed. Thank you for your comments, feedback and suggestions. They have motivated me to continue. I welcome more. Keep ‘em coming.
Aunt Anjali groaned and I became completely still and removed my invading fingers. She exclaimed, ‘It is so hot today!’ and opened the other two buttons of her blouse as if to let in some more air. My uncle continued his snoring.
Was she awake? Was this an invitation?
Did it matter? I had my left hand lying ‘innocently’ on her breasts. She had a naked leg on my burgeoning penis and my left hand was trapped somewhere between her thighs, touching soft naked skin! At the age of 18, with no prior sexual experience of any kind, this was a lot! By this time, I was thinking with my erect cock.
After a moment or two, she started breathing rhythmically again.
I moved my hand and very gently, inch by agonizing inch moved the left flap of her blouse aside. A large naked boob with a dark brown aureole, 2 inches in diameter and a very large erect teat were unveiled. I stared at it in fascination. I knew that babies sucked milk from here. I wanted to lick it but did not want to get caught by taking a precipitate step.
Aunt Anjali now moved even closer. The leg on my cock moved a little more and her entire body was now touching mine. My right hand was placed between her thighs. I moved it up carefully only to find a fold of her petticoat blocking the way to the treasure between her legs. But my palm could feel it! Something soft lay there!
With that avenue temporarily blocked, I came back to looking at the boob which was now no more than a couple of inches from my lips. My aunt moved her left hand slowly and started scratching herself on the nipple! Her fingers touched my nose several times. The nipple erected itself still more and was now nearly half an inch long. The hand moved to the back of my head and I was engulfed in a loose embrace! The nipple was now touching my lips. I could not hold back any longer and I opened my mouth and closed it on that fat, juicy teat! I licked and sucked it quietly but energetically, but my aunt seemed not to notice. My first boob suck! What a treat! With 4 other people on the bed with us, I was licking and sucking my aunt’s nipple!
After a few moments, my aunt removed her hand from behind my head and slowly moved it to my belly where she placed it on my erect cock, shaping it but not really doing anything. To do so, she had to move her leg back and a larger gap formed between her thighs. I could now maneuver my hand. I moved aside her clothes and placed my palm on the naked thigh above them. A shudder passed through my body as I touched her there. Inching my palm ahead, I came to some hair. I was surprised. I did not know that women had hair there though I should have guessed that they did, since I had a healthy bush around my genitals. I moved my hand around and touched a very soft pair of thick, protruding lips which felt wet. Was this what lay between women’s legs?
You see, even at 18, I was quite innocent of sex and all matters sexual, and it was these recent dalliances with my aunt that had awakened these desires in me. I had not seen any pictures or photographs. Up until now, I was just not too interested. I did have the occasional wet dream and an erection if I saw a hot scene on TV or in a film but I felt ashamed and wanted it to go away.
I started patting the area of her genitals. They were a mess of wet hills and wetter valleys with sparse vegetation in the form of hair. I folded my fingers and using only the index finger started gently feeling around and exploring this large twat. I located two sets of thick, heavy, smooth lips and a hole which seemed to be the source of all the liquids.
The finger seemed to get sucked in of its own and my aunt started an up and down movement on it. Can you imagine this big-bottomed woman taking your finger into her hole and then thrashing on it? Her pelvic thrusts were so strong that I thought that my small hand would break! She placed her hand near mine and made me thrust into her affair with two and then three fingers.
Having accomplished this, her hand held her boob and she touched her nipple to my lips. I started sucking the proffered teat. She pressed her nipple to my lip and started pulling it in and out fast in time with her pelvic thrusts. Her grip on my cock tightened. SHE WAS AWAKE! I was excited and even though I did not fully understand what was happening, my instincts had taken over.
I started sucking the nipple and sucked the whole aureole into my mouth. I had so much boob in my mouth that my teeth were scraping the smooth skin. My finger was pistoning into and out of her cunt. She was leaking liquid and all my fingers and even my palm was wet with them. Her musk was in the air and although we had lost all sense of time and place as well as the presence of the others on the bed with us, we were fortunate that they were sleeping the sleep of the dead.
Her hand now pulled my pajama strings and lowering the pajama, she held my erect and fast growing 8-inch cock in her soft palm. She gripped it fiercely and started an exciting up and down movement. Her pelvic thrusts reached a crescendo and in a couple of minutes, I felt a strong release, as if a dam had burst inside me and my cock started losing its erection. Her hand was wet with the copious streams of thick liquid that shot out of my cock and also fell on her thighs and our clothes. She herself shuddered violently and her fierce thrusting stopped. She gently extricated her nipple from my mouth.
To the best of my knowledge, she had not opened her eyes throughout this entire episode.
I feel asleep and woke up very late next morning to find every one gone. My cousins were playing, my uncle had left for work and my aunt was cooking in the kitchen. My pajama strings had been tied and there was no sign of my semen anywhere.
I am going to write one of my desi fantasies for you with this hope that you will appreciate it. The story begins like that. This happened before 6 years. I was just 17 years old. I was 5’. 9’’ tall A s I was a good player of football and swimming so I have a very good body shape. We were living in a congested aria. A businessman family was living just our neighbour. Five persons were living there. An aunty shahida her husband her tow sons and one daughter. Aunty shahida was in her late forties; she has a very good physique. Although she has not young but she has a sexiest woman I have ever seen.
She has a pair of big tight firm not less than 38d. But I always inspired of her lovely wide fleshy ass, which was swinging when she even moved. She was bulky and corpulent lady and her belly was a little fat. It is normal for that age of woman. I have a great desire of her fucking specially her soft ass hole. I have master bated a 100 times on her name. As they are nearest neighbors so shahida have a very good relation especially with me mother and me. My mother usually sends me to her as we had neighbors from long time, When she had some massage or work. I felt always happy t go there with this hope that I will get to chance to see her boobs and her ass, which made me, exited and on that day when I seen her my masturbation gave me more pleasure than other days. I have long summer holidays from school and I have nothing to do except go to around. One morning at 10 o clock my mother asked me to go to aunty shahida house that she has some thing buying from market but she couldn’t go herself due to burden of work. I became very happy and took bath, breakfast in hurry and with in 15 minute I was ready to go there. I went shahida home she was alone at home and was busy in kitchen. I called her and she asked me to come in kitchen. I went to kitchen she was cooking something. Due to a very hot weather she has been to be drenched in sweet. Her bra was clearly visible even her nipples were to be seen. I asked her that you have called me as mother says. She replied yes I have to bring some necessary thing from market and I can not go so I thought that you would do it for me. I gave her a naughty smile and told her in double meaning, “order me aunty” I am always ready to serve you even you think me as your slave. She also makes it joke and said it means that when I called you, you will be present. Yes, definitely test me.
Oh don’t be trying many smarts. I was glancing her tits and ass and she was busy to cooking while talking me. She went to a shelf to take some thing from there she rise and she didn’t control her balance and fallen on floor. I run towards her as she was on floor. I took her hand to help her to rise. But she started laughing. But after a few seconds she felt pain in her bum and legs. I asked her what are you feeling aunty? She was now in very pain. She told me that she thinks that she has got some injury. Anyhow I helped her to stand and asked her to walk. She tried a little but she feeling pain. So I asked her to be rest for a while and we should check the parts of her body. Where she feels pain. And we should also apply some iodex and a painkiller tablet. I helped her and took her in her bed where she laid on her bed. She asked me to leave the room for a while that she might check her wounds as she has got hurt on secret part. I didn’t want to leave, as I knew that she is going to see her buttocks where she feeling pains. But I lift the room. Now I was trying to peer. As she was in bed, as I have not closed the door completely, so I found creak in the door. I tried and succeed. As I was seeing in her room I saw that she opened her knot of shilwar and slid it down. Shahida tried to see her buttocks but couldn’t. Then she re knots her shilwar. Now she slid her legs of pair of her shilwar. She saw it. She called me and asked me to bring the idoex balm from the other room. I brought it. I asked her that I would apply it. She agreed with me. First she bared her leg and I started applying the balm and then I started massaging it.
She felt some relief. I have also brought a pain killer tablet from the kitchen which I gave her with water. After sometime she said that this was an easy but her bum are also need balm and massaging. I asked her let me do it aunty. Am I not good in massaging? She laughed and said that it is not the part of body to show you. I said what you say aunty I am not strange to you. And as you have not hear that nothing should hide from the doctor. At this time I am your doctor. No, No. Thank you. But I insist that I will do it for you as I was thinking that this the last chance to fuck this aunty “now or never”. She thanked for a while and then she asked me, that if you promised me that you will mention this before any one then I will allow it, other wise I will beer this pain. And I promised her that I am doing all this for you. I have no any interest. She opened her shilwar knot and laid on her belly on the bed. I up her qamiz, now I was seeing curves of her waist. I little slid down her shilwar off and my favorite buttocks were before my eyes. And my semi erected dick started getting hard by now, but I kept control my self. I applied some balm on it and rubbed it all over her buttocks and started massaging. As my cock was got hard and it was now touching with her. I was my hand all over her buttock and she asked not massage all over my hip but massage the part, which got hurt. But I couldn’t stop. Now I was massing her all buttocks and also try to pull down my hand towards inner thighs. As my cock touched so many time with her. Then she asked me what am I going? I didn’t reply but was busy on my job. And suddenly she took my cock and became very angry that she didn’t consider me like this and that I am very bad character boy. But I saw a shine in he eyes when she felt my full sized dick in her hand. I told her don’t be angry aunty what is the mistake of this poor. No one can be patient to see a beautiful bum like this. And with out saying any words I bent on her and kissed her buttock. I caught her waist and was kissing her buttock and moved my mouth down to her pussy hole and licked it.
She said me this is not good. You are too young then me ad you call me aunty. I told her age is no matter you will find me perfect. I told her that she is my fantasy from last few years. And I want intercourse with you. She became wonder to listen this from me. She was now becoming aroused. I felt that she is no objection but it looking that she had also wanted this and this was the part of her game. I laid on her on her back and slipped my hands under her armpits to take her boobs. I was laid for some time on her while I was rubbing and squeezing her boobs and kissing her neck. Then she asked me to leave her that she is not feeling better more like this. I came down of her and laid with her in her arms as she opened these for me. We put our mouth on each other. I was rubbing her cunt vigorously. She parted her lips give way to my tongue to enter her mouth. Her one hand holding my head pushes it more deeps in her mouth and the other is running on my cock on the top of my shilwar. We were lying on the bed in same position for 10 minutes kissing, squeezing breast and cunt rubbing. Now we were kissing each other in a passionate way. As I was rubbing her pussy so wet juice started soon flowing out .She was breathing heavy and moaning ohh ahhh, ufff.
She put out her qamiz and bra and there were a big firm boobs with a black nipples were waiting for my mouth. I put my mouth and licked them like a baby on and sucked them very hard. My dick was now in its full bloom and she was also burning and need my cock deep in her pussy. She asked me. Please give your cock me in my pussy now. She opened her legs arched up, twisting her hips, now by this time I moved close between her thighs, and pressed the swollen head of my cock into shahida aunty's fiery cunt. I pushed my dick in her pussy hole and with one stroke it disappeared in her hole, as it was too loose of wet of her juice. I now after few strokes, was stroking hard and fast. And she was now become too horny and hot. She was moaning Ohh, yes, shahida wailed, and shot her hips up. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling my young face into her tits. I started licking and sucking them while I was fucking her fast. I asked her shahida aunty your cunt hole looks me too loose. She pulled me towards her and said this is not a virgin pussy it has been using before from your birth. Don’t think like that. This loses hole will give a lot of pleasure. Didn’t you hear practice makes perfect? These words were exiting me. Then shahida Aunty raised her hand and asked me to lick her armpits and there was abandon of hairs on her armpits. I lick her arms pit, which really gave a unique pleasure. There was an arousing smell that was giving hardness to my cock. I asked her.
Are you doesn’t shave your armpit hair? She said no it looks sexy and I like it .Are You not like it? Why not it gave me a surprising pleasure, its smell made me mad. Aunty I will tell you truth that I have no previous experience of woman fucking before this. Ohhh but you doing like an expert of fucking. From where you thaught all these? From blue films. Are you seeing these? She asked. Yes a lot I replied. Ok baby we will see it together I never seen it but I have heard about it. Talking like these hot both of us. Now I was pumping her more hard and fast. I increased my strokes and with this she lifted her legs little more wide and high, then closed them about my waist, arching her hungry cunt to my prick at last saying Fuck me, Fuck my cunt, baby! Ohh, fuck your aunty cunt now!" I cried out with pleasure, humping my cock into shahida aunty's cunt with feverish strokes. Shahida aunty gasped with the force of my cock pounding into her accepting cunt. I gasped, driving my cock deep into her hot cunt. I told her your cunt is so fucking hot, I love it, I like the way your cunt squeezes my cock! I am fucking your cunt, shahida aunty. I can not believe still as I have inserted my cock in your hot fucking cunt and I am fucking you right in your pussy. I was dying for this cunt from years. I was telling my feelings to my shahida aunty. Oh I am really sorry this not my mistake you have never tried for it. I was pumping her fast and she was crying yes, yes she was screamed softly, clawing at his naked ass with her hands, trying to pull my cock deeper and deeper. You are fucking me, baby! You're fucking.
This is not a dream you are fucking your shahida aunty. Oh, God! Oh, my God!” shahida sobbed, climbing her thighs up and down my pounding hips. She banged her heels on his bunching ass, yelping and squealing with delight Suddenly she asked me to lay on my back and let her ride on me. I want to give a new pleasure. So I put out my cock from her cunt hole and I lay on my back and she climbed and took my cock put it on right place of her pussy hole and she sat on my cock she took all my cock very expertly in her cunt. Now she was over me, moving up and down. Her big breasts were bouncing before my eyes, which was giving a very exiting sight, so I put both of them on my hands. Shahida aunty was had a lot of experience and I was enjoying it very much.
After some time shahida aunty told me, be ready your shahida aunty is going to give you a new surprise. She slid down on me and she bent just on her four lumbs like a doggy. She took my cock on cock and put it on her cunt hole then she said to me insert your cock into my pussy from behind. And I did as she said. My dick went in her cunt hole and now I was riding on her like ones rides on horse. She was much-experienced woman. When I pushed my cock froward in her hole then she pushed her ass to take my cock in her. I took her swinging boobs and started rubbing them. She was screaming like that yes, yes do it do it fast hard more had. Its gives me pleasure. Now we both were about to come and as I reached climax, I held her tight and pumping her very tight and deep as she was also screaming that she cant control more and she is near to surrender as she flown three time already. Now I pulled her close to me, inserted my cock as far as it would go deeply and squirted my cum inside her pussy hole. With that, shahida aunty also came at the same time with me. My juices flowed out from of her pussy.
There was a look of contention and happiness on our faces. We lay for a while and then took bath together washed ourselves clean. Cold drinks made us fresh. She went to kitchen to finish the work due to her and she finished it half an hour while I was waiting in her bed. She came and we were ready again and we fucked till the 2 clock. Now I was in heaven all the day. Next day we were meet and she was laughing that this is not a free goods. You are much young and I am an old lady. I can not bear it daily. We will do it tomorrow. But I insist force fully and she agreed by this condition that today we will do only once. And I fucked at that day only once but believe me I fucked her more then one-hour. She was screaming and crying and saying that she will never let me come near to her but I didn’t care. And when we finished she was very happy, kissing and hugging me like a baby or beloved.
And this became our routine that I nearly fucked her regularly 5 years till my marriage. And so many times I fucked her ass hole some time on my request or some time she asked me to screw her ass, this is a separate story, which I will narrate it some time. And after that we meet but very rarely and when we get the chance we fucked each other. I would tell you truth that pleasure gives me her I can not get it from wife. I am eagerly waiting your comments.
I am Ronu Singh. I am 28 now and here is my sexual experience when I was a third year college student. The college was years of sexual highlights, the best of which happened with Bhavika. She stood about 5 foot 2 inches with long black hair, well developed nice round ass, and nice sized tits. I had known her for quite a while, and we were friends. She would wear sexy tight clothes which would bring my cock to full attention in no time.
One day in the class room, I looked up and noticed that Bhavika was looking right at me and licking her lips, she was wearing that jism white lipstick and her tongue ran across her lips and teeth. When she saw me she looked away, but I kept staring. She started to write but as she did she opened her legs, her mini-skirt rising over thighs and I could make out red, the bottom of her panties. As I kept watching she spread her legs wider, dropped her hand into her lap and slowly ran it up the inside of her knee, up to where the skirt ended.
My cock was getting hard, watching her caress her thigh, now in a rhythmic motion, a smile overcame her face as she looked over at me and licked her lips again. She knew she was teasing me, and continued to run her hands and now a finger along her thigh, her skirt rode higher, and now I could see her red panties fully, a small wet spot was forming in the center of them. I was embarrassed when he teacher came over and asked me where my attention was. As glanced over at Bhavika, she smiled and pulled her skirt down. After the class I caught up to Bhavika and asked if she wanted to come to my place as I was all alone and my parents had gone out of station for a few days. She said yes, and told me to meet her outside the college.
I was getting hard just thinking about the class episode. I knew that Bhavika was very eager to have sex with me. After the college was over, we came to my house together. We did not talk much on the way but I was feeling very uncomfortable walking with a young sexy girl with a tent in my pants. I took her to my room and went to close the front door of the house. I did not want to waste any time because Bhavika was to go back to her house and I did not want to create any suspission. As I came back to my room, I saw that Bhavika was fingering herself and moaning. Her hips were moving in a rhythmic motion. Seeing me come back, she turned and pushed her body against me, forcing me back nearer the bed.
She shoved her tits against my chest, rubbing them up and down as she parted her lips and kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I countered by putting my hands on her ass, massaging her cheeks and tugging them open slightly so I could feel her deep, supple crack. Bhavika moaned as I reached between her slightly spread legs and rubbed my hand against her crotch. I turned around slowly, moving her back so she could sit on the bed. She eased her incredible ass down onto the rumpled mattress, and then leaned back, spreading her legs wide and treating me to a view of her thighs and crotch in that skin-tight leather. I got onto my knees, straddling her thighs and reached for the buttons to her shirt. I undid the top slowly, watching her face every step of the way.
She stared at me, panting heavily as I exposed her breasts and stomach. I eased the shirt back, over Bhavika's shoulders and it fell down around her wrists, which were propping her up on the bed. Still straddling her, I started massaging her tits through her white bra. Meanwhile, Bhavikaa leaned her head forward and pressed her mouth around the cock lump in my jeans. I grunted as Bhavika massaged the hard flesh with her lips. I let go of her tits so she could move closer to me. I put my hands on her bare shoulders, stroking them, and I curled my fingers in her hair. Meanwhile, Bhavika closed her teeth on my belt strap and began pulling at it demandingly. She kept her arms behind her and undid my belt with her teeth, pulling hard until it was open all the way. Then she took hold of my top buttons, again with her teeth, and pulled on those until they popped open. Bhavika licked the head of my cock, which popped out the top of my underwear.
A shiver of pleasure went through my body. Then Bhavika pulled the rest of my fly open with her teeth and began to work on my underwear. She grasped the elastic and tugged it down, her warm breath ruffling my pubic hair. She tucked the stretchy cotton under my balls and let her tongue slip out to caress them. "I don't know what to do..aab main kya karoon..I am so hot ..lekin maine aisa kuchh pahale kabhi nahi kiya hai," she admitted. "I've never done this before. Will you show me.. tu mujhe batao na ki aab kya karoon?" "Tum bahut achchi ho Bhavika..You're doing great, baby." I grinned. "Just keep doing it like that.. ais hee karati jao…jo jee mein aaye karo..ummmm. Just let your instincts take over.
I'll cum in your mouth for you… "Are you going to drink my come, ?" I panted, the circle of my fingers jamming against her lips with a steady drumming. "Are you gonna swallow it for me?" " "Oh," panted Bhavika. "I want you to...main tumhara raas peena cahati hoon.. mere munh mein pelo aur mera munh bhar do.. I want you to cum in my mouth. I want that so much ... I've been fantasizing about you. I've been thinking about you in class, dreaming about giving you head and having you cum in my mouth…tumhara mota lund hardam mere sapane mein rahata hai.. I want to swallow it all. I want your cum." I nodded, my cock throbbing with anticipation. "Just suck my cock, baby. You're doing it right. Just imagine you're a horny slut who knows how to give an incredible blow-job." Bhavika laughed a little. "I am a horny slut," she panted. "An incredibly horny little slut…lekin maine pahale kabhi kisis ka lund aapane munh mein nahi liya hai.. maine kabhi lund nahi choosa hai.. I've never given head before. Will you tell me if I'm doing it okay?" "I will, baby. But don't worry. You won't do anything wrong. Just eat my cock like a slut. Just suck my dick, slut." Bhavika blushed when I called her slut. She had dreamed of being a slut. She wanted to be a rich slut. I wanted her to be one, too. Every horny guy needs a rich slut. "Now, Bhavika..!" I exclaimed. "Suck it hard! Oh, damn! Suck it!" Bhavika moaned softly as she pressed her lips around my prick. She started sucking harder, running her tongue around the tip. As she sucked, I felt my cock ejecting a little pre-cum. She slurped it up and begged for more by licking me harder. "You like the way that tastes?" I asked her softly.
She paused, sliding her lips back down my cock. "I love it," she breathed. "I love the taste of your cock.tumhare lund ka taste bahut majedar hai….aur tumhara lund raas ka to kahana hee kya..ummmm And your cum. I want a whole load of it in my mouth. Please, oh will you cum in my mouth ..." She began licking further down, then filled her mouth with my shaft. She licked my balls for a few strokes, then slowly made her way back up to the tip of my rod. Bhavika began to suck on my swollen, throbbing cockhead, massaging the sensitive flesh with her lips and tongue. She pressed it into her mouth and sucked it hungrily as I leaned my hips forward. "That's great, baby," I said. "Suck it like that ... ooh, yeah." Bhavika swallowed my cock until the head pressed against the upper reaches of her throat and her bright red lips were curved around the shaft halfway down. She paused, then slid her mouth back up to the head. She licked on that for a while, her mouth seething against my hard, hot flesh. She quickly thrust my cock back into her mouth, sucking it down halfway. She curved her lips around my shaft and then closed them tightly, clamping down and massaging my veiny prick. It sent waves of pleasure from my hard cock into my body. "Oh yeah," I groaned. "That's real good. You're doing great, baby, just like a slut." Bhavika sucked harder, then began working her mouth up and down on my cock. She rammed it quickly in and out between her lips, coating the shaft with lipstick and saliva.
She fucked my cock into her mouth faster and faster, and then slowed down and started savoring it again. Now she worked slowly, sliding her lips up and down my shaft. She pressed her tongue against the head as she took my prick into her mouth. Gradually, she built up speed again, then slowed down so she wouldn't bring me off too fast. She seemed to have lost all of her shyness--blowing me like a true whore! I began gasping for breath as I felt my orgasm approach and then fade for the third or fourth time. "That feels so good, Bhavika... that's good ... that's so good ... suck my cock ..." "It tastes good," she mumbled, her mouth filled. "You're gonna make me cum soon, slut ... I'm gonna spurt in your mouth ..tumhara munh mein jharane wala hoon Bhavika She eased my cock gently out of her mouth, touching it just with her lips. "I almost don't want to," she panted. "I want to suck your cock forever--I love giving you head. I want you to stay hard forever so I can keep blowing you ... but oh ... I want your cum ... I have to have a load of your cum ... please cum in my mouth ... shoot it down my throat!" Bhavika groaned hungrily as she thrust her mouth back down. She took half of the long shaft easily into her mouth and then paused, letting my knob sink into her soft throat flesh. She pressed harder, trying to deep-throat me, but couldn't. She returned to the tip of my prick and gently ran her teeth over it, very lightly squeezing my hard rod with her mouth. Then she sucked harder and started shoving her head rhythmically up and down. "That's so fucking good..." I said, stroking her hair. "That's so fucking incredible, bitch ... I'm gonna cum in your mouth." Bhavika slavered over my prick, drooling as she sucked me stroke afterstroke. I rocked my hips in time with her mouth, shoving my cock so that each thrust into her mouth caused more friction and made her mouth and my cock hotter.
She began to writhe and twist, sitting up a little more to get more leverage on my prick as I fucked my cock into her mouth. She put her arms around my waist and began gripping my ass, tightly squeezing my cheeks and pulling my body forward to meet every mouth-thrust she gave me. My cock was swelling hard and deep into her warmth, and I was about to cum for her, turned on knowing it was a virgin mouth I was cumming in. "Am I do it right, Ronu?" she asked, her lips, slightly puffed from their labor, curving in a sensuous smile. "Do I make it feel good?" "It is great, Bhavika..," I murmured, removing my finger and pushing the head of my cock forward to rub against her parted lips. ".. you are a born cock sucker baby.." Bhavika's eyes brightened perceptibly. "Suck me," I kept grunting. "Suck me ... suck me ... that's good ... suck me hard ... now the head ... I'm gonna cum ... I'm gonna cum!" "I want to taste that fuck-juice!" she whispered fiercely, her fist rising until the prepuce trapped the tip of her tongue between its loose fold and the head of the rearing cock. My ass was bouncing on the edge of the bed, shoving my cock into her mouth as her head flashed down. My fingers twined her hair about them, and I dared to force her mouth farther onto my prick, sensing that she was too excited to protest the violation. I started pounding my hips forward, thrusting into Bhavika's open mouth as she clamped her lips down tightly on my shaft. She eagerly took each stroke I plowed into her and met it with a thrust of her own, hungrily pressing her tongue into my flesh so that every time my cock slid into her there was a new surge of pleasure. She sucked harder and harder, her whole body squirming as she blew me. Then, with a groan of pleasure, I started to spurt. Bhavika seemed to go crazy as the first wad gushed out into her mouth. She moaned in her throat and curved her fingers around the base of my rod, gripping it tightly to guide it and keep it fucking her mouth.
She jerked me off as she sucked me, ramming my prick between her tight lips and groping my ass with her other hand. She closed her fist around the bottom half of my cock, sucking hard on the head as she gulped down the first load. Then she kept pumping me and another stream of cum shot out into her. She just kept going as she gulped and it felt like I'd never stop shooting jism into her mouth. She took load after load, swallowing rapidly. I got onto the bed next to her after that. Her lips were smeared with cum and she still had some in her mouth. She took her time with it, running her tongue around her lips and showing me the thick smear of cum. She let a few drops ooze out of her mouth, then slowly swallowed. Her fingers were sticky and she licked them eagerly. I kissed her, sucking her tongue into my mouth as she stroked it hungrily back and forth. She massaged my lips with hers. "That was so good," she panted. "I love giving head… ummm lund chhosane mein mujhe bahut maja aata ha Ronu..tum mere munh mein roj roj pela karo… I want you to cum in my mouth again and again. But now I need you for something else. I want you to get hard again, and then I want you to fuck me. We're going to go to bed, get under the covers ... and you're going to bust me. Let's take off all our clothes." Bhavika got up from the bed and took a few steps back. She looked at me with her eyes wide and her lips parted. I watched as Bhavika shook off her shirt, which had been hanging from her shoulders. Her nipples were quite erect and poked through the thin, satiny lace bra. She took the bra off. I started licking her choot. It was so damn wet. She was moaning. "ooohhhh ahhh. Aur zor se meri choot ko chato. Insert it in my chooot." With my free hand I ribbed her clit and rolled it with my fingers, "aaaaahhhh.oh..oh..it feels so good", she felt so good and so wet.
I ran my hand down the crack of her ass and rubbed her cunt lips from behind. She was so wet already, my fingers slid right in her choot, she started to move away but I pulled her back to me, running my hand up her stomach over her tits, pinching her nipples. "That's just the way I want it, baby," I whispered. "I don't want to hurt my little Bhavika with my big dick!" Moving my hand from her pussy, I pressed my lund into her rump and started grinding against her, she started moaning, grinding her ass back against me. "Was this what you were thinking about in class today?" "Yes," she moaned. Bhavika felt the huge knob's determined pressure, and she held her breath as the labial circle yielded, stretching and expanding around the meaty glans that slid into her cunt more easily than either of us had anticipated. She released her breath in a little gasp of delight. "It feels good, Ronu! ... Oh, wow! ..tumhara lund bahut bara aur mota hai... It's so big.. lagat hai meri choot faat jayegi..!" I watched her lovely face contort in a mixture of strain and pleasure. I forced my cock deeper inside the throbbing channel, grunting with the ecstasy of the wriggling muscles that gripped my shaft. "Can you take it all, baby?" I whispered. I was having to really add the pressure to drive my cock into that tight hole. Bhavika had fingered her way through the hymen ages ago. But it was still tight in that hot snatch. Tight and slippery.
Her arms drew me down onto her pointed tits and her ass worked eagerly, screwing the jaws of her cunt upward about his lengthy joint. "Make me take it, Ronu..!" she hissed. "mujhe jabardasi chodo.. meri choot ka rape kaar do..Rape me with it!" I added another inch to the four already stretching her shuddering vagina and my chest moved against the strutted fingers of her breasts. I curled my hands about her shoulders, buttocks tensing as still another inch drove into the slippery orifice. "Is my pussy good, mere Raja..?" she panted, eagerness obvious in the breathless question. "meri chot tumhe achchi lag rahi hai..Does it feel good?" "Goddamn, yes!" I groaned, lifting my ass to drag the swollen shaft back through the undulating grip of her juicy cunt. The massaging of her labial lips made her hips jerk and wiggle in helpless response, the motion adding to the pleasure of my partial withdrawal. Her nails dug into his broad back, demanding and urgent. I started pumping her now, thrusting up her choot, squeezing her tits. She was moaning out"I'm cumming. I'm cumming.. fuck me harder." I kept on thrusting, jamming my dick up her choot, she started bucking wildly. Bhavika grunted each time the prick speared her belly, her ass pushing up to insure the maximum depth of that agonizingly delicious penetration. She felt the juice-smeared balls slide against her anus, and her buttocks clenched as if seeking to trap those sperm-laden nuts. As the prick slid outward, she tightened her vagina around its enormous girth, flexing the muscles in an instinctive rippling that made me groan with ecstasy and fuck her even harder. "Oh, shit, …aab main nahi rok sakata meri rani..!" I grunted, my ass hammering fiercely between her quivering thighs.
"I can't hold it!" My prick raced in and out of the clutching jaws with increasing speed. She fucked me back, eyes bulging with wonder at the increasingly powerful sensations that washed through her spasming cunt. Her mouth gaped, lips drawn back in a strained grimace of ecstasy, and her tongue flitted about in the red oval as if directing the twisting hunching of her quivering hips. She wiggled her ass in a vicious circle as she felt his prick, stretching her cunt with its suddenly increased girth, jerk savagely against the straining vaginal walls.
A few strokes later I was cumming.."you like it hard..hard up your twat"..."yes..fuck me move your fucking ass.. mera lund aapane boor mein pura ka pura lelo..". Hot and wet, my cum bolted against her womb, bathing the hungry cervix and slithering through the greedy opening. Spurt after spurt washed over the expanded tissues, forced back along the passageway until it trickled sluggishly around the thick cock and down her taut perineal plane. Each wave of semen sent a powerful tremor through her well-packed pussy, a tremor of overwhelming pleasure that set her heels to drumming against my tensed buttocks and her ass grinding furiously to milk the maximum from his hilted prick. Clutching my shuddering body, she bucked her cunt up to siphon the last drop of milky sperm, whimpering with the intensity of her climax. I pulled my cock from Bhavika's still-pulsating snatch, pushing myself upward until I hovered over. "Ohhh baby," I whispered breathlessly, "I should have popped that little pussy a long time ago.
You really know how to use that thing." She simply gave a sexy smile.
Hi ! friends. . . . . I am a 25 years old bachelor residing in Bangalore. I am working as a training faculty in a private computer.
This story is about 2 years old when my first cousin got married. At that time he was in Bangalore though right now he is in Delhi. My cousin was a complete moron and all of his friends as well as we all cousins used to make a lot of fun of him. Rarely we used to tease him by saying -Yaar tu itna dhilaa hai , apni biwi ko kaise satisfy karega , she will leave you and run away with someone else. One fine day however he got married , the girl's name was Swati. As per my observations Swati did'nt had very beautiful features but had a sexy figure and very fair complexion. She had long black hair falling upto her GAAND (ass) and BOY ! . . . . what a big GAAND she had. As I evaluated Swati in her wedding dress she had really big MUMME (Boobs, almost 37 inches in all) and a very slim KAMAR (waist). As for her face it was not very beautiful except her big eyes. This made her look more sexy than she actually was. As it happens with all fuckers I started thinking that My cousin will not be able satisfy her and may be I'll get a chance some day. Well I got it soon.
It happened after 1 month of his marriage. I was free on a day as I took leave due to some personnal work so in the afternoon I decide to visit my cousin. I rang them up but there was no reply so I assumed that may be the phone is dead and decide to go without informing. After all it was my uncle's place. I reached there and rang the bell. The door was opened I saw it was Swati. She smiled and welcomed me inside. I asked where is everybody she said - Mom has gone to a relative's place who was seriously ill , Dad is out of station for a week and my Cousin was also out on an official tour for 2 days. I felt awkward to be there which perhaps she noticed as she was very smart. She said -"Do'nt worry Mom will be back in the evening". She made me comfortable and brought tea and snacks. Swati told me that she was going to take bath when I rang the bell. So as I take my tea she will take a quick bath . After that she'll prepare the lunch.
I nodded. She went inside the bathroom and I started imagining her taking-off her clothes. As I always wanted to fuck her in my fantasies I thought maybe I am lucky enough to have her alone in house. But my relation with her was preventing me from getting bold and I kept taking tea. After 10 minutes Swati called me-"Ajay Bhaiya Please towel de dijiye". I went there and said-"What's the matter Swati you have gone to have bath without a towel" She said -"I'll explain it when I come out, Abhi please towel de dijiye , I ca'nt come out". I took the towel from her bedroom and moved towards the bathroom.
As I went towards the toilet door my heart started beating faster assuming that I might not be able to control myself and what will happen if I did something wrong. I knocked on the door, Swati opened it slightly and said-"Please towel side me hanger par rakh dijiye". She was behind the door so I could not see her but as I placed the towel on hanger I saw her reflection in the mirror of the bathroom as it was on the front wall. I saw Swati's back in the mirror and was completely stunned. . . . Her big white GAAND was shining with water dripping from it. I was completely shocked to see her naked body in the mirror but got back as I was still in my senses.
I came back to the drawing room and started watching TV but my eyes were still there inside the bathroom. I was wondering that Swati has such a fair complexion and a wonderful figure which a moron like my cousin is enjoying. Few minutes later Swati came out in the same towel on her body and her legs were visible upto her knees. She had tied her hairs but the water was still dripping. OOF ! she was looking fucking sexy almost half nude in that red coloured towel. I noticed that she was limping as she walked so I asked -"What happened ?". Swati said-"Actually mai bathroom me slip ho gayi to towel aur mera bathing-gown dono bathtub me gir gayaa, that's why I needed another towel. "
I asked why is she limping and whether she is hurt to which she replied-"Mere ghutne(knee) par bathtub ka corner lag gayaa hai, wahi dard ho raha hai". I said that she should apply some medicine on it or else it will swell and become more painfull. She did'nt said anything so I offered my services and said if she wants I can massage it with some IODEX or PAIN BALM. She thanked me for so caring and asked me come to her bedroom as the medicines are there only. I went there with her and took out the iodex from her dressing table and asked her to lie down on bed. She obeyed and lied on the bed in half sitting position and resting her back on two pillows and closed her eyes. I thought that she might be having the same thoughts as mine that's why she came to bed and closed her eyes that too with just being in a towel. I started rubbing iodex on her right knee which according to her was hurt. I was almost in heaven as I was feeling her smooth legs with my hands. In between I used to get my hands a bit towards her thighs pre tending that it's unintentional. Since her left leg was hanging to the floor from bed and right one was lying on the bed her thighs were almost spread but my view was being blocked with her towel which was upto her thighs. So while massaging I folded her right leg and lifted it from knee upwards as in the sitting position. Now her legs were wide spread with left one hanging on the floor and right one slightly up on the bed. Her towel was now wide apread above her knees and there was a complete view of her thighs for me as well as in the dark area inside. Suddenly I noticed her pink pussy and I could make out that she is not wearing even panty. Perhaps Swati noticed me starring inside her thighs but I did'nt cared. Now I started slowly moving my hands more towards her thighs occasionaly. Swati was not objecting and kept her eyes closed, I thought because she also enjoyed it. I grew bolder and started rubbing above her knee area, closer to her thighs. I could hear slight moaning of her and heavy breathing as she was ge t ting hotter. I felt some liquid discharged from my penis.
Suddenly to know her thoughts I stopped and took my hands off her legs. . . . Immediately Swati opened her eyes and looked into my eyes. I smiled notoriously and she reciprocated. I knew that this was my only chance so gathering all my courage I took myself close to her face and kissed her lips gently. She smiled again but did'nt said a word. I grew bolder and started kissing her on her face , neck, ears and finally sucking her lips. She pulled apart and asked notoriously-"Is that a part of medication". I said-"The medication is still very long, by the end of it you will forget that your knees ever got hurt. Aaj mai tumhara aisa treatment karoonga ki saraa dard bhool jaogi". She smiled again and now took her hands, grabbed my head with my hairs and started pushing it hard on her face and wide open mouth. I inserted my tongue inside her mouth and she inserted hers in mine and we started exploring each other. Meanwhile my hands reached upper portion of her thighs , almost close to her pussy. I pulled her right leg on my rig ht thigh and started rubbing it this time without iodex. Then I lifted her left leg also on my thighs and now I was in a perfect position placed between her legs. I placed my other hand on her left thigh and started rubbing it as well, slowly moving towards her pussy.
By now we both knew the inevitable so I climbed higher on her thighs and inserted my fingers inside her soft as butter vagina which was warm and moist with her liquids and with other hand I grabbed her ass. Swati's chut was was clean shaven which made it soft and smooth like silk. Swati took a deep breath as my fingers explored her chut and started sucking my tongue with all her energy. As I fingered her pussy Swati kept sucking my lips and exploring my mouth , simultaneously I kept crushing her GAAND as well. This continued for 30 minutes till she got hotter and I could feel her lust. I freed her and threw her on the bed. She kept lying there and because I did not wanted to waste any more time I grabbed the towel from a corner and pulled it away from her body in a flash. She was completely naked inside without bra or panty. My fantasies were coming true. There she was. . . . . . . Swati - married to my cousin just a month back and lying naked in front of me waiting to get fucked. Her nude body was shinning like hell. I env ied my cousins luck but convinced myself that at this moment Swati is my property. I told her-"Swati I had been longing to screw you since the first time I saw you in the wedding dress. I was completely taken over by your huge Gaand and your boobs". Swati then told me-" In any case you are the first one to fuck me as I am still a virgin"I was surprised ; then she said -"Your cousin is undergoing some prostate glands' treatment for last two months and he has so far not fucked me. He will be over by the end of this month but seeing you I cannot wait even for a day. Come on fuck me like a bitch". I was in heaven to know this that I am fucking virgin Swati. I got down and placed myself between her legs and started sucking her silky chut. Slowly I inserted my tongue inside her wet pussy and started exploring. The taste was great and a worderful smell was spread there in her pussy area which perhaps was a mixture of shampoo and her vaginal discharges. She started moaning and breathing heavily as I continued with my work. I s tarted using my teeth as well slightly bitting her vaginal lips for that extra pleasure. Suddenly the telephone rang and I stopped. Swati screamed-"Please Ajay Bhaiyaa do'nt stop . . . . . . . . . . mujhe bahut maza aa raha hai. . . this must be that fucker's phone. . . i do'nt want him to disturb your concentration"So I again started my work this time bitting her chut more like a wild animal with all my energy. The phone kept ringing and Swati kept shouting at my cousin to stop calling her as she is busy with me.
Swati grew hotter as now she placed her hands on my head and pushed it hard inside her pussy area and folded her legs aroud my head to lock it inside her thighs. Meanwhile she kept moaning and shouting-"Please do it more Ajay Bhaiyaa. . . . . . . . . . . . ,OOH !. . . . . I love you so much. . . . . . . . , I want you to fuck me,. . . . please mujhe chod do. . . . . . . . . mai shaadi ke baad se aaj tak chudai ki pyaasi hoo. . . . . . I want you to rape me, crush me as much as you can". I was smelling and tasting the rich fluids coming out of her pussy as she got an orgasm. I knew that she is going to have multiple orgasms considering that she was not over and still pushing my head. By now my LUND was fully erect at 9 inches inside my pants waiting for some place to spit. I stood up and asked her to help me getting undressed Swati immediately started taking off my pants while I took off my shirt. As she took off my underwear she saw my big tool and gave a sexy smile saying-"Aah ! That's what I wanted, aaj chudai ka mazaa aa jayega ,aapke cousin ka LUND to kabhi 5 inches se jyadaa hua hi nahi aur wo bhi kabhi meri chudai nahi kar payaa". I once again threw Swati on the bed pushing her rudely and stretched her legs wide apart . Now I placed my lund on her already well lubricated chut. As she got ready I pushed it hard inside her pussy. To my surprise Swati's chut was really very tight as only half of my lund got inside after such a great push. Swati screamed in pain as she was having such a thick lund that too for the first time, but I showed no mercy and gave it a second thrust to make it completely get inside. Now I decided to be as ruthless as possible (as demanded by Swati) so I caught hold of her wet hairs tightly with my both hands and pulled her head upward. It was again very painful for her but this time she just took a heavy breath and kept lying there. Now I was in complete command and started pumping her pussy badly. As my lund moved to and fro inside her chut she kept screaming in a low voice and started shouting simultaneously-"AAh. . . Ooh. . . . Ajay Bhaiya. . . this is the pleasure I always wanted. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . mai aisi hi chudia chahti hoo. . . . . . . . . . You have fullfilled my dreams of getting fucked like this,. . . . . . do'nt worry about my pains. . . . . is dard me bahut mazaa hai. . . . . . . . Ooh. . . . . . . . . Aah . . . . . . . . just do it hard. . . . . . . . . . ". In between she kept abusing my cousin(her husband) for being such a moron and lethargic .
Iske baad main apna muh uske MUMME par le gaya aur uski CHUCHIYA(tits) choosne lagaa. Swati's tits were fully erect by now as I continued to pump her and pulling her hairs in between. This continued for 20 minutes suddenly she gave a jerk to her body her body got stiff & arched as she got another orgasm. But I was not over. I lifted her in the same position holding her GAAND with my both hands and took her on the floor . I placed one pillow below her GAAND thus elevating her pussy area a bit more than her body. Then I continued fucking her hard, this time it was even more painful for her because the floor was hard and her pussy was elevated so it was feeling more painful hits than rest of the body. This time I left her hairs and decided to enjoy her MUMME. I got hold of her big boobs with my hands and started crushing them at the same time pushing my lund more and more inside her chut. At this time Swati grabbed the legs of bed with both hands and started screaming again in pain-"Ooh I do'nt want that idiot to fuck m e any more,. . . . . . . you are the one who has the right to take me. . . . . . . meri chut ki pyaas ab aapke LUND se hi shaant hogi. . . . . . . . . . I am all yours,. . . . . . Keep fucking me forever". Suddenly I felt like cumming but I wanted more pleasure so I took a pause to control myse
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