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Our Cultural Trip to the Amazon

It was our first visit ever to this small village in the Amazon. Priya, my wife, and I, visited as a Cultural Exchange Program between India and Brazil. The day was bright and everything looked great. Upon landing at the Rio Airport, we booked a taxi to the small village where we were supposed to spend the rest of the week. After a two hour drive, we reached our destination and a crowd of tribal men and women greeted us. To our surprise, the people had little clothes to cover their bodies. Women were topless and so were the men. I couldn't help from staring at big voluptuous bosoms.

The sun was setting down and our tribal host showed us the thatched straw hut we were to sleep in. We were presented with straw skirts and were supposed to wear them the next morning. Priya and I were both tired because of travelling, so we slept without much talking unaware of what’s going to proceed the next day. At about 7 AM, I heard people talking outside our hut and I saw a group of village girls waiting to take us to the common breakfast they arranged for us. We had to adapt to their culture and ways of life for the next 2 weeks, meaning to dress like them, eat what they eat and so on. After all, it was about their culture.

I took my shirt and pants off and wore the grass-woven skirt, and so did Priya. It was a new experience for both of us to be dressed that way, especially for Priya, and to be topless in public. After some initial shyness and reluctance, we went out of our hut. The girls waiting outside started to smile when they saw us in their traditional costume. One of them had a bowl of paint. She made some colored marks on Priya's body as per the tribal traditions. Priya couldn't hide her emotions and I saw her face blush. Just outside the tribal chief's hut, breakfast was arranged for us…wooden tables with fruits and honey. There were about 50-75 people sitting next to each other, and we were seated next to the chief and his wife. The breakfast started. We ate tropical fruits which we have never seen before. Then I noticed something strange. Some of the men were breastfeeding from the women next to them and suckled, while the women continued to eat fruits. Mia, our translator, and the tribal girl from the village realized my curiosity and whispered that it was normal for husbands and relatives to nurse from lactating mothers. Breast milk was consumed as food in the tribe.

We were told that it was considered to be highly prestigious if a guest was offered breast milk. The guest must never say “No” or else it’s considered to be an insult towards the hospitability of the host. When the breakfast was over, we started doing the days task as everybody else was doing, like collecting fruit and bringing woods for fuel. I noticed that most women of the village had very developed breasts and long pointy nipples. It was due to extended nursing. It seemed that in the absence of any cattle, women were the only source of milk for the villagers.

The day was moving forward and we started to feel hungry, nevertheless we kept on working like other villagers. Priya made a scream catching my sudden attention. She was stung by a wasp on her breast and it started to swell. The people around us also came to help and took us to their only doctor, a traditional herbal doc. Our guide told us that the wasp that stung Priya was common there and the cure is an herbal paste. Sometimes, the point of sting had to be sucked by the herbal doctor to make sure that the sting venom is extracted out. The herbal doctor was on old man in his 70's and had lots of tattoos on his bare chest. Priya shivered with shock as he took her breast in his hand and applied the herbal paste. While he held her breast firmly applying the medicine, a tiny drop of milk came out from Priya's nipple. Priya had always maintained a supply of milk even after she stopped breastfeeding our son. Drops often came out whenever we had foreplay, but this was obviously an embarrassing moment for her, and she started to look at me with a mix of complain and shyness. I told her that she was going to be okay. I also noticed that the girls who accompanied us to the doctor started chanting " mimo, mimo, mimo," when they saw the drop of milk come out from Priya’s nipple. Our guide told us that “mimo” meant milk in their language.

The next day, four mature tribal women came to us with a bowl containing blue dye. They made some tribal color designs on Priya's back and on her belly. We had no idea what this coloring was all about, until an hour later when our guide told Priya, that the design made on her was an indication to others that she was a lactating woman, and lactating women are treated with special favors and respect in their tribe. Then to our complete surprise, I was told that today, I would go alone for fruit picking and collecting woods, and that Priya would be assigned new tasks. I accompanied Priya, along with the guide and other women to a hut that looked more like a tribal kindergarten with 10-15 kids, ranging from 6 months to 5 years of age. This was the new environment where Priya would be working, separated from me.

I departed and started to work with the other men. It was a very bright sunny day and the moisture in the air was too much to endure, but the locals looked quite comfortable with it. Time passed very slowly that day and I missed being with Priya. That afternoon when I returned to the village from work, I started to search for Priya and found her in the same hut. “Oh my gosh” I said! Priya, what are you doing?" She just smiled holding two babies in her lap latched on to her nipples. “This is my new job Priya replied”. I was stunned and confused on our way back to our hut. Priya told me that its customary for women having milk to nurse village children, and that she did not mind it, as she found it easier than working in the jungle and getting stung by wasps or bees. Finding Priya happy about it, I didn’t complain.

Priya was getting molded more and more into their tribal culture. In just 4 days, Priya's breasts transformed and looked heavier and milk laden. Getting continuously suckled by kids was impacting her breast and nipple form. In quite a few days, she started looking the same as other tribal ladies with bare breasts and pointed nipples. Mia, the tribal guide girl, was very frank with both of us. She told Priya that the tribal ladies were very happy with Priya for feeding the village babies, and also spoke highly of Priya's milk. Some of the older kids in age ranges of 4-5 years, told their families that they liked Priya's milk more than that of other lactating mothers, providing this service to the village. In my opinion, it was because we were of a different ethnic background and obviously that made her milk taste different from others. So perhaps the children of the village find her milk to taste differently. The fame of Priya's milk spread rapidly and often women and girls came to Priya with small earthen pots, requesting her to squirt some for them. All that started to make Priya a little proud about herself and she started to boast about her milk to me.
It was Friday, the last day of our first week there, and as per tribal traditions, Friday was the day of a big feast. At noon, everybody would gather with their fruits and other foods to the central eating place. The tribal people seemed to like us, and we saw many happy and smiling faces. Once again to honor us, we were to sit with the most respected of the tribe. Everything was going normal, and then all of a sudden Priya pulled my arm to get my attention. I saw the most unbelievable scene. The guy sitting next to Priya started to suckle from her breast. Priya held me tight, shivering and shocked but didn't make any sound.
It was a common norm of the tribe and we had to be like them and act like them. After a minute of suckling, he let it go and started to speak to others in their tribal language. It seemed they were discussing something and most were staring at Priya intermittently. Then they started getting busy with eating food. Our guide told us, that the man told other's that Priya's milk was as sweet as honey, and is different from milk of their own women. His praise of Priya's milk created an awkward situation for us. Almost every second person was interested to suckle from her. Priya just closed her eyes and let them suckle. She was blushing, as this was something very unexpected and new to us. I got jealous, but I controlled my feelings. The following night, I talked to Priya about it. She kissed me and told me that I should not worry much about it, as this was only a temporary thing, and was not sexual for the tribal culture.
For the next couple of days, the same routine followed. Priya was getting suckled by men and women, but now Priya was getting used to it and more confident…no more closed eyes and face blushes. It seemed that her milk casted a spell on the villagers. She was very much respected and everybody bought gifts in form of garlands and fruits for her. In just 12 days, her breasts grew in size, became very pendulous with very developed nipples. She looked very comfortable in her new role as milkmaid. Often she would leak milk, even when she was not breastfeeding. She became a supply house of milk.

During the last day of our stay, the villagers gave a big party in our honor. Priya was bathed with jungle scents and flower extracts, and was treated like a princess. Her nipples were painted red with a special herbal extract. All sorts of food were served, followed by a traditional tribal dance. Priya and I joined the dance. It was a very special environment, jolly and cozy. Then all of a sudden, a baby started to cry and caused a let-down effect in Priya… her milk started to leak as she danced. People started to notice it and came in groups to suckle from her, appreciating her after suckling. The mode of the party had a strange effect on all of us...everybody was lost in merriments and joys. Priya was out of control, squeezing her milk with her own hands in the mouths of all the people, and looking towards me with pride and honor in her eyes. She was totally transformed and had become one like them.

The time passed quickly and we had to depart from our host. In the evening, an old van came to the village to pick us up. We said good bye to our friends and left for the city. It was all like an unbelievable dream. We flew back to our country the next day with pleasant memories of it

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Hi readers, I am kakun(sushil mittal) from Delhi. I am 29 years old, 5’ 8” and 6” cock. I am now married and having one kids too. I am regular reader of ISS since last two months. So I thought that I should also share my experience with you. You will be surprised that till now I have a lot of sexexperience other girl and with own sisiters. Anyway, I want to share with you one of my true experience, that I made sex with my wife in front of my two sweet sister-in-laws. I am telling you that how did it happened. I am poor in English, so it would be batter to narrate the story in hindi.
Mein ek baar apni susraal gaya hua tha, apni wife ko lene. Raat ko wahi par rukna par gaya. Meri teen Sali hai. Tino hi ek se bad kar sunder aur sexy. Doo Sali kunwari hai aur tesri ki shadi ho chuki hai. Teno hi meri bahoot izzat karti hai. Aur kafi guli mili hui hai mere saath. Mein ratt ko hi wapas jane ki jid kar raha tha, jabki mere susraal wale subaha bhejne ki jid kar rahe the. Meri sabse choti Sali boli, “ Jijaji, aisi bhi kaya jaldi hai kal chale jana.” Maine kaha “ tu kaya samjegi meri majboori” wo boli, “ kaya baat hai. Itne betaab kayon ho? Ek raat ka bhi sabr nahi hai kaya?” Maine kaha “ nahi hai” kayonki susraal mein mein aur wife ek saath nahi sote hai. Tab choti Sali boli” Jijaji aap chinta mat karo, mein aap ki ichha yahi puri karwadongi. Tab too subha chale jaoge na? “ maine kaha “ haan tab theek hai. Par bhool nahi jana” wo boli “ ab aap nischant ho jao. Baki kaam mera hai.”
Meri dono Sali ek hi kamre mein soti hai. Aur meri wife apni mummy ke satth soti thi. Meri choti Sali ne meri wife ko baat karne ke bahane se apne kamre mein bula liya. Boli “ didi kal too tu chali jayegi. Aaj raat ko bahoot sari baat karenge. Meri wife tayar ho gayi.Phir usne muje bhi kamre mein bula liya. Sardiyon ki baat thi. Kamre mein ek double bed tha, jis par dono Sali soti thi. Mein jab kamre mein gaya, too meri badi Sali boli” jijaji aap aur jiji double bed par so jaao, hum kamre mein hi chaarpai dal kar so jayenge. Meri wife sharma gayi aur boli “tu pagal too nahi hai, ye yaha nahi soenge.” Tab meri choti saali boli “ hum to jijaji se baat karenge. Jijaji aap idhar hi beth jao. Aur usne kamre mein hi do charrpayi par bister laga diye.aur rizai rakh di.. double bed par dono Sali baithi thi aur mein bhi wahi par betha tha. Double bed se agli charpai par meri wife beth gai rizai oodh kar. Hum antakshari khelne lage. Ek teem meri aur wife ki aur doosri team dono salion ki. Raat ke 12:30 baj chuke the. Maine kaha “ab muje neend aa rahi hai, light band kar do aur tum sab bhi so jao.” Aisa kaha kar mein agli charpai par ja ka let gay. Par meri wife ne kahai ki aap so jao, hum charo bahene baat karenge.
Light band kar ke wo sab let gaye aur baat karte rahe.main sabse last wali charpai par tha aur usse agli charpai par meri wife thi. Meri wife ne nighty pahen rakhi thi. Double bed par kinare par meri sabse choti Sali so rahi thi aur usse next majli aur last mein sabse badi Sali. Bahar baramde mein light jal rahi thi, so uski roshni kamre mein aa rahi thi.. main beech beech men wife ko pair laga raha tha. Meri choti Sali dekh rahi thi. Wo meri betabi ko samajte hue boli, “ jijaji ko neend aa rahi hai. Unhae disturb mat karo. Aur chup chap so jao.” Kuch der baad sab chup ho gaye. Main apna haath wife ki rizai mein daal kar uski choochi maslne laga. Meri wife ne ek do baar mera haath hataya, kayonki usko shak tha ki abhi saliyan soi nahi hai, par phir wo bhi maje lene lagi. Tab maine uske nighty ko uppr utha kar uski choot sehalane laga aur doosre haath se uski choochi dabane laga. Thori der mein wo garam ho gayi.
Tab main uski chaarpai par aa kar uski rizai mein ghoos gaya. Meri wife boli ki ye abhi soi nahi hogi, isliye aap apne bed par chale jao. Maine kaha nahi wo sab so chuke hai. Aur main uske hooth paglon ki tarah choosne laga. Jisam ki garmi ke karan humne aadhi rizai hata di. Maine dekha ki meri teeno adhi band aankho se sab dekh rahi thi. Main aur josh mein aa gaya. Maine apna ek haath apni wife ke boobs par rakha tha aur ek haath jaanbooj kar apni choti Sali ke haath se touch kar rakha tha, jo sabse kinare par thi. Dheere dheere main uska haath dabane laga aur saath saath apni wife ke hooth bhi choosta raha aur ek haath se uski choochi dabata raha. Phir main uske paroon ki taraf sir karke let gaya aur thodi der mein wife ki choot apni jeebh se chatne laga. Rizai bilkul hi hat chuki thi. Meri wife jor jor se mera lund hila rahi thi aur main poore josh se uski choot mein apni jeebh ghuma rha tha. Meri dono Sali sara nazara dekh rahi thi. Phir meri wife se bardasht nahi hua aur jaldi se chodne ko kaha, maine uski choot mein lund daal diya aur jor jor se dakheel marne laga. Charpai awaz karne lagi. Par hum dono iski parwaha kiye beger raftaar badate rahe. Ab wo bhi apne gan uchaal uchaal kar mera lund apni choot mein andar tak le rahi thi. Humare hooth aur jeebh ek doosre me ghuse hue the aur main apne ek haath se uski choochi daba raha tha aur ek haath se apni choti Sali ke haath ko sehala raha tha.
Lagbhag aadhe ghante mein hum don one pani chod diya, aur kuch der tak usi terah pade rahe. Phir kuch der baad main apne bistar par aa kar so gaya. Subha jab utha too choti Sali chaya le kar aayi. Uske hoothon par shararti muskan thi. Maine bhi muskara kar chai le li. Aur use thankyou bola. Wo boli kayon? Maine kaha raat ke liye. Wo muje mental bol kar hasti hui chali gayi.
Is teraha ki aur bhi kai sachhi kahaniyan hai meri sex life ki. Main apni wife se bahoot payar karta hoon , parantu taste badalne ke liye kisi aur ladki se bhi sex karma chata hoon. Main apni choti Sali se man hi man payar karta hoon aur use pana chata hoon, par usse kahane se darta hoon. Agar koi ladki ya aurat bhi meri teraha taste badalne ke liye sex karna chati hai too muje email likhe. Meri kahani aap ko kaisi lagi jaroor bataye.
Nice story, the best thing is you didn't do with any1 else, with wife, it is quite ok

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