Daughter Joins Firm. First week back in the fold

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Daughter Joins Firm. First week back in the foldWoke up the ex-wife heavy breathing next to me, her legs open, her gash hairless with her cunt lips closed over her hole, still full of my cum. I got up and hit the kitchen for coffee, surprisingly the pot was full, finding mugs I poured a cup, and then a voice said do I need milk which made me jump. Turning was a short Filipino woman, in a maids uniform. Realising I was just in underpants and shirt, I apologised and said yes. As I poured the milk, I asked if she knew where the cigarettes were kept, to which she picked out of a draw an open packet and lighter. As I picked one out, Martha introduced herself and asked if I wanted breakfast, bacon sandwich she suggested among other options. Fantastic I said, thanked her and stepped outside. The ex-wife joined me outside in a wrap and not a lot else, kissed me and stole the ciggie. “Happy with the deal” she asked, “Yes” I said. “Good, keep the weekend clear”. she saidSteph appeared just in T, her hanging pussy lips visible and asked if I was back in, “Yes” said the ex-wife, “Fucking A” said Steph and reached over rubbed my cock through my undies. “I would not do that he’s liable to cum in his pants, said the ex-wife, last night his first time in 6 months”. “Fucking Hell” said Steph looking at me in disbelief. “Cum quickly did he?” Steph asked, “Not so quickly but filled my cunt with cum, it’s still leaking”, handing the ciggie back, she reached in the wrap and wiped her cunt and showing the sticky mess on her fingers, sucked it up before taking a shot of coffee. “Jesus you should have called me in for a share” said Steph “hadn’t had the conversation, at that point, it was just a mercy fuck”. Said the ex-wife The bacon sandwich appeared, conscious that my cock was semi-hard, the Filipino woman looked and kept her distance; the girls picked up half each Martha went back to do another.”As he is back in perhaps, he might like to join me on Friday afternoon to start the weekend off” said Steph . “Jesus Steph said the ex-wife, that’s deep end”. “What happens on Friday” I asked.” Training up a new girl, wants to be a professional dominatrix, great potential but lacks experience particularly with men”. said Steph”Want me to help out?”, I asked. “Sure if the boss agrees”, said Steph, looking at the ex-wife. “Ok but keep it more slap and tickle, he may be keen to get his bollocks emptied more frequently, but it’s his first week back” said the wife. Madge came and joined us and lit up, sharing it around, asked the same question. “Great she said, do you play bridge I’m short of a player?, “Yes” I said to the surprise of everyone. “Great see you Thursday said Madge.”You better get cleaned up down below before Thursday” said the ex-wife “it’s like the new forest down there”. “Why its cards? I said, “It’s at Madge’s” said Steph. “I’ll have a shave, I said “no you won’t” said the ex-wife “you can’t clean your ass crack properly. Martha will do it give her your address and tell her when”. “Where and when on Friday”, I asked “oh christ you don’t know, Your old house. I bought it through the agent” said Steph. Fuck I saidPart 2Martha, turned up at the appointed time, with a bag of tricks. I had showered, she suggested the bed and I found towels. On my back first Martha directed and started by trimming the bush and then soaping up the general area, pulling and holding the skin she shaved the underpants area including the top of the legs. Making conversation, I asked Martha how long she had worked for the ex-wife, just 3 months, she said pays well, easy money, always needing to clean bed linen though she added and laughed, many men come to stay over, not many see again but many men sometimes 2/3 at a time always the bacon sandwiches she added. Pulling my ball sack as she talked, my knob started to fill with blood; dirty boy said, Martha, as she moved my growing cock to one side and shaved the ball sack. Lift legs, and she applied soap to the crack and shaved as far as she could. Turned over I held my ass cheeks open, and she carefully shaved around my shit hole and rest of the bum cheeks. Do you want a happy ending? She asked as I turned on to my back, inspecting the area for rouge hairs, my fat knob now poked up from a hairless groin. Sure I said as her small hand held my fat cock. Standing next to the bed the Filipino pulled the foreskin back and started to wank me off, she squeezed it tight, and pre-cum lubricated the bell end. My hand touched her thigh, and she said OK you want to give me a happy ending , reaching up my fingers ran along her gash which got wet as I split her cunt lips, finding her clit she wanked me harder, the small woman shook big on my fingers as I splat jizz over my own belly. I showered as she cleaned up, by the time I got out, you wouldn’t have known she had been over apart from the washing machine just started a cycleArriving at Madge’s on time, I was greeted by one of the clean-up crew, who recognised me and showed me into the garden room. 1 table was set up, and the 2 other guests were standing waiting to play talking, drinking good wine or whiskey served by a couple of ladyboys. Madge greeted me and said whiskey? and then introduce me to her friends. Both would be GILFS, I guess, both held my hand longer than would be considered alsancak escort normal when introducing themselves as Mary and Beth. We played and drunk, ate a little, played more and drunk more. The conversation was turning bluer and bluer. Madge said Mary gives great head, show him said Madge who said stand up and pull out that cock of yours, I unzipped and pulled to get my semi-hard knob out, Beth said nice which distracted me as Mary reached over and pulled me to her and swallowed the bell end. Looking down I noticed in her lap a set of false teeth; the old girl had removed them before sucking on my growing cock. I told you said Madge, Beth added, I bet you never had a gummy blow job before. The sensation was different; no teeth meant the mouth had more space to take my fat cock, and her lips could make a perfect seal around the shaft. Jesus Mary sucked hard she made my cock grow and poke down her throat.One of the ladyboys came over and stripped me, Madge appreciated the hairless groin, and ran her fingers into my ass crack, Turning to Beth she suggested that I could do with a rim job. Beth obliged and her long tongue licked and splat at my ass hole and pushed me deeper into Mary’s throat. The ladyboy who stripped now did Mary, and while undressing her fingered her hairy cunt and was wanking his own long brown cock.Madge as ever directing the action, fingering her own cunt under her skirt and extracted a tit from her top, told Beth to get stripped and fucked by the ladyboy. I held Mary’s head, and I face fucked that old girl’s mouth. Looking over at Madge, she smiled and called me over; she spread her legs ready to get a fucking, she held open her fat piss flaps showing me her cunt hole she wanted to be filled. I knelt in front of her and poked my very hard and fat cock at the entrance of her old cunt. It slipped in easily, but as I pushed my knob further the shaft was still gripped by the stretched old cunt. I topped out, Madge grunted like a stuck pig. Pumping my cock in and out of Madge, the old girl held my head and swore as she climaxed, her cunt juice thick and slimy covered my cock and the smell filled the room. I looked over and saw Beth and Mary being fucked by the ladyboys their legs spread wide being fucked hard. Madge, ordered us to change places and I sunk my cock into Beth and her wet cunt accepted by knob easily, the fucking GILF rode my cock and pulled me in, holding me deep, rubbing her cervix against my knob end. The old girls swore and climaxed as Madge ordered another change. Mary’s cunt was tighter than either Madges and Beth, I fucked her doggy and slammed my cock into her cunt, slapping my belly against her ass, again and again, my bollocks fondled by Mary were tight waiting for release. I looked over to Madge who had already finished off her ladyboy and was getting a drink; Beth was watching me fuck her friend and fingering her own asshole, she encouraged her friend to push back and feel the length of my cock in her old cunt. One last push I jizzed into the old cunt as Madge put her hand on my shoulder, the heat from the jizz making Mary cum, soaking my groin with thick cunt juice as Madge leant down and exchanged Whiskey from her gob into mine.We meet every 4 weeks said, Madge, as I left her house, balls empty. Part 3As instructed I turned up to my old house at 1:00 on Friday, Steph opened the door and walked me through to the kitchen, structurally the house looked the same but had been decorated and a new kitchen installed, the garden looked much the same, but a pool had been added. Want a drink Steph asked as she poured a glass for herself, “how was it at Madge’s” asked Steph, “Mad” I said, “I had my first gummy blow job”, I said. Steph raised an eyebrow and handed me the glass. I’m going to get you ready and put you in place before the trainee turns up said Steph I think also you should take a V, there usually a lot of talking about various bits and pieces so it will be nice to keep you hard for the afternoon. Where does this happen, I asked you know the wine cellar, it’s now my dungeon. Have you waxed and cleaned you shit hole said Steph, yes I did a bulb enema this morning I said. Good, let’s get you ready, for some slap and tickle. The wine cellar had been completely refurbished, with white walls and soft flooring, equipment hanging on the far wall, mirrors full length on the others. From the ceiling hung chains and cuffs, in one corner a sex swing, an 8 ft long table had all manner of things available for use. Get undressed said Steph, as I undressed Steph picked out a number of items, handing me the V and a glass we saluted, sharing a joint she talked me through what was about to happen, Steph explained it was early days for the trainee who was lesbian, Steph had told the trainee I was an old client who was happy to be involved.I guess we should start I said. first I sweated a bucket load getting a straight jacket fitted and done up, Steph then hooked me up to a wire winch, she inserted into my mouth a pecker gag and tightened it stopping any conversation, she attached a leg spreader to my ankles, and while there lubricated my ass crack and pumped my cock a few to get the blood flowing. The wire from the ceiling took my weight and left only my toes able escort alsancak to touch the floor. She inserted the earbuds, tested the music and then pulled a gimp hood with dark lens’s over my head and zipped the mouth shut. She turned me away from the door making sure I was ok she asked if I could hear her before switching back on the music and leaving me to wait. The heaters in the cellar were making me sweat in the hood, the V making my cock hard. I drifted off listening to the music the next thing I felt a hand touch my leg and I flinched as if it was wired. Steph’s face came into view, and the music stopped as she spoke to me, you OK sorry about that the new girl should have warned you. The new girl shouted sorry, I’ll remember that next time. Thank you for volunteering, I will be gentle unless you want something else the voice continued and laughed.Shit I know that voice I thought, OH fuck, I tried to move, but only managed to turn slightly, looking at the mirrored wall I saw my youngest Molly standing next to the table of toys, dressed in leather her hair pulled back. Steph now dressed in the same costume, stood behind Molly and mouthed, “Keeping it in the Family”, as Molly stood looking at me, naked from the waist down,  cock hard, hanging bollocks full legs spread. Not able to see my face or eyes she had no idea I was behind the mask. Her gloved hand rested on my ass as she once again said thanks before disappearing behind me. I heard Steph say, let start by restricting him a bit more. I was winched up, putting my cock and bollocks at an easy height, Steph grabbed the shaft of my cock and pulled back the foreskin in her gloved hand and wanked it a couple of times, before saying to Molly you do it. I almost threw up as Molly’s smaller hand gripped the shaft of my cock and wanked it. I could see her smile at Steph, who told her to stop, saying we don’t want the dirty bastard to cum yet. A cock and ball restraint was attached, I could feel Mollie’s hand pushing and pulling at my cock and balls to attached the device, it was then attached by chains to the leg constraint. Stepping back to admire her work she looked up and smiled at me before swiftly massaging my bollocks one last time.Steph removed the top half of her costume her large tits swung into view, a nipple chain hung between her tits keeping the cleavage effect. She removed the leather thong leaving a corset and split gusset fishnets, her labia hanging between her thighs. Walking over to me her tits bounced she slapped my arse and said bring that plug over to Molly, Mollies face came close and said, Relax I’m going to insert a butt plug and held it up in front of my face Molly walked behind me and as one pair of hands spread my ass cheeks the other positioned the butt plug. I could see in the mirror the intent look on Mollies face as the butt plug was inserted into my shit hole, the cone shape lodged in and locked it into place. My cock grew and I could feel the viens under the shaft stand out more, as the girls walked back both slapped my cock, Molly commenting on how hard it was. Back at the table, Steph encouraged Molly to remove her top and thong. Mollies ample tits much the same as her mothers swung into view, I could not help but look at her gash, Steph reached over and pinched a nipple making both of them smile. Steph turned to face me and said I think its paddle time, and I once again felt a gloved hand on my back, which when disappeared was replaced by a sharp slap just below my bum cheeks, higher I heard Steph say, and the next 3 landed on the fleshy cheeks. The paddle, leather and steel, making the skin hot. I heard Steph ask if I was OK, I could only nod as another 10 strikes hit me, the last harder than the rest, to which my daughter laughed. Use a cane said Steph, moments later I heard the crack of a cane travelling at speed before striking my bum cheeks. After 3 or 4 wacks I felt a leather glove on my bum cheek rubbing it I looked up to see in the mirror the smiling face of Molly examining her work.Back at the table, both girls sweating took on refreshment and talked. “Have you heard the news” said Steph, “about dad?”, said Molly, “yes mum phoned!”. “Not sure how he will take it that I joined the firm and not in the accountancy department”. Both laughed. “Your Mum will have the conversation, after all, he fucked your grandmother and Aunt and emptied his balls in enough ass holes supplied by the firm, watched by your mum and encouraged”. “I guess so, Grandma talked about it once I was onboard, she said they had some fucking good and dirty times”, Molly said as they approached me again. “It might slow Mum down” said Molly, “some of the guys in the office are almost scared to say Yes, she’s been fucking everything hard since she came back”. “What next”, asked Molly, “get the riding crop alsancak escort bayan and flick it against his cock” said Steph, position adjusted I was able to stand, my cock hard pointing directly at the girls, the riding crop flicked the bellend, making me flinch and try to move away. Steph reached out and held the shaft of my cock and flicked the bell end with the crop. “Here you try” she said to Molly who stepped up and held my cock in a gloved hand and flicked the riding crop in the same way as Steph. Holding my cock tight Molly said he’s enjoying this look at the pre-cum. “What now” said Molly, “not much time left”, said steph, “lets make him cum a couple of times”. “How? said Molly, “get the fleshlight, we can wank him off, the dirty bugger will be pleased with that” said Steph. “Want some lube” said Molly, “Nah I show you a trick and we get off at the same time”. said Steph Walking over to me, Steph held my cock and turned and poked it into her wet cunt, sliding back and forth a few times she covered my cock in her cunt juice, she held my cock and motioned to Molly to try I tried to move away as Molly assumed the position and Steph inserted my cock into her cunt, she got halfway before lifting almost off and then Steph took her sholders and pulled her back against me. Molly’s perfect bum slapped against my belly as she grunted, Steph holding her there, rubbed her gash and made her cum over my cock. Letting her off, Steph pushed the fleshlight over my cock and wanked it hard. Molly took over and my cock splat jizz into the transparent tube.”Fuck said Molly, that was intense, that’s a big cock”, “above average but you will see bigger” said Steph.What next asked Molly, let him rest of a while, then we can get him off again. I looked on as Steph kissed and fondled Mollys tits and fingered her gash Steph sat and spread her legs, Molly knelt and buried her head into Steph gash. Steph looked at me and smiled as Molly made her cum. My cock was still hard as the girls pushed what looked like a vaulting horse in front of me, Steph pushed my cock and balls through the ass hole of the frame work and then closed a collar around my cock shaft, the collar had sharp points which dug into my cock if I moved back at all, I was lowered so my chest rested on the frame of the vaulting horse and my legs shackled against the frame. As Steph removed the butt plug, I could see Molly putting a strap-on on, as Molly did up the belt and positioned the 8-inch dildo, Steph bent over and held her cunt open. Molly stepped up and pushed the dildo into Steph’s cunt and started to plough that whores cunt hard.I tried to look away, which Steph noticed, I think he doesn’t want to see you fucking me said Steph, That not nice said Molly, no said Steph perhaps we should force him to look, the girls stopped and strapped my head in position and then continued with the fucking, Steph climaxed and kissed Molly hard who was then led round to the back of me, Steph held my bum cheeks open and Molly inserted the cunt juice covered dildo into my ass hole. Fuck him I heard Steph say as the dildo working its way into my tight fuck hole. Steph came into view and dressed in another strap on with a bigger black dildo. Molly was pumping my arse hard; I bit down on the plug in my mouth as my hole was forced open by my daughter’s hard rubber cock. I felt Molly’s cock removed from my ass and the larger cock pushed against my hole. Fuck IN Hell hell I heard Molly say as the dildo stretched my ass open and forced its way in. My whole body tried to move away, I couldn’t strapped against the frame the collar around my cock shaft stopped me from moving at all. The dildo continued it’s journey up my shit hole; my cock started to leak cum as Steph moved back and then forward.For what seemed an age, Steph pumped my ass, Molly watching noticing my cock leaking cum. At last the hard dildo was removed, the girls walked around the frame and talked about the jizz on the floor. Molly came close to my face, her hair matted her face and tits covered in sweat, and said she hoped to see me again, Steph stopped her from undoing any straps saying she would do that later. The bitch left me strapped to the horse and turned the music back on.The next thing I knew, the ex-wife was standing in front of me. Her business suit showing cleavage, her legs covered in black stocking, heels. You look as if you have had a good time she said louder than necessary, how was it? Sorry you can’t answer. Have one more thing for you to do if you are up for it. Invited a couple of friends over, apparently always wanted to fuck a mans arse. As she spoke, 2 rugby types walked in holding bottles and glasses, Steph behind them, changed into civils said, all ready and prepared. The ex-wife took the bottle and glasses and said go on then, it’s on the house, Steph helped them get undressed and wanked them in front of the wife who sat filled her glass and watched. The first went behind me, and his cock entered my ass. He fucked me hard the bastard and slapped my arse, Steph watched and smiled as she held on to the second. I felt the cock in my ass unload as the guy slapped my bum cheek one last time. The second guy took his place and filled my ass with jizz. The wife stood and said all finished boys? And then led the 2 guys away. Steph stayed, undid the straps and the collar allowing me to move, I fell onto the soft flooring and stayed there as I removed the hood and gag. FUCK YOU I said as I laid on the floor, Steph handed me a bottle of water and said welcome back, see you upstairs, foods about to arrive.

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LOVE AT FIRST SUCK!My wife after being married a few years and once we had our family was extremely talkative one evening following a strenuous though very satisfying sixty none session finishing when she loudly slurped my heavy sperm down Ventures squeezing my bollocks to get the last drop and licking it off to then gulp down.”You sure like eating my cum!” I commented, kissing her and tasting my own cum, she her pussy juices as we did. “Yes my love. I Love to eat cum, have done since Inwas sixteen!” She confessed. “That young?” I was surprised. She then began” Well I already told you about how Heidi helped me find my sexuality. Well she also dared me to suck my first boyfriend Dave,s big cock, he,s a bit longer than yours, not as thick, but long so not easy konak escort to deep throat as you. Heidi said she kept her man Greggy from trying to take her pussy before she wanted him by sucking him and it seemed pointless Not to swallow as it Was protein and quite nice tasting so.I decided to try it on our next date. When Dave got me so hot rubbing and feeling my big tits and fingering my pussy I simply unzipped him, extracted his cock and took him in my mouth and proceeded to suck. The new sensations and delight triggered his climax and soon I was nearly choking on his heavy ejaculate yet managed to swallow most of it, only a glob rolling down my cheek till I wiped it away and licked my fingers suggestively. “MMM Delicious cum konak escort bayan Dave!” He thanked her profusely and then began buying her the top ten records and treating her by surprise. Of course she dated a few other young men and was passionate enough and curious enough to see what their cooks tasted like. “I found that no two cocks taste the same. Some taste great, the odd one tasted unclean and I laid it on the line if they wanted a blow job from me in future they had to wash their cocks first. But even washed they still taste different and the semen is different as well. I haven,t sucked every cock of all the men I dated, but only missed one or two and usually because I Didn,t like them or they tried to push me too hard. escort konak Now the first time I sucked you off my Lovely husband I was totally In Love with Your Mr Hairy Cock as well as you and I Love his cream!” “It,s always so thick, warm, fresh and creamy to my taste and I just can,t get enough of it. Guess I should find a way to express your cum like they do Mother,s milk so I can drink it at leisure.” “You can suck and drink mine any time you feel like it, Luv.” I told her. “Thanks luv, but you,re not always around a lot are you. I use that diildo you bought me to keep my pussy satisfied, but I haven,t got a cock to suck and I can,t go to John,s next door and say “Hi there John. Can I just suck your cock and eat your cum, can I?” “It doesn,t matter really, but how Many clicks Did you suck before you fell in love with mine?” “Hmm about eight in all though one I just couldn,t manage to get all in my mouth, just too fat for me!” “Look, your Talk has got me all Hard again. Want some hot fresh cream?” SHE DID. Continued Later.

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Dirty Little Secret”Hussshhhhh” I sighed as I got out of the shower.I had just come back from college, and after a long day of boring lectures and random doodling on the back of my notebook, I had come home and I needed a hot shower to recharge my batteries. With a towel wrapped around my body and little drops of water still trickling down my legs to my ankle, I walked over to the dressing table. I picked up the bottle of hair conditioner and started applying it over my hair. I, then picked up the bottle of body lotion and squeezed out a couple of drops of the lotion on my right palm and then started applying it over my face and hands.As I was prepping myself, my cell phone on the side table rang loudly. I usually keep the volume low when I am confined spaces such as my home or college, but I had kept the volume at high when I was riding back home. I had forgotten to keep the volume low and now I had ended up getting startled from that shrieking ring.I walked over to the side table and picked up my cell. I saw the name “Dad” on the screen.”Hi Dad” I said after hitting the receive button.”Hi Neha beta…what are you doing?” My dad asked me.”Nothing dad…just came back from college a while ago, took a shower and now I am relaxing.” I replied.”Hmmm….Your mother and I have just landed at Jabalpur and now we are going to board the bus to our village.” He said.”Ohh…how was the flight.” I asked.”It was alright…it shook when we took off…and shook again when we landed…and in between I didn’t even feel I was moving.” He replied. My dad had a very dry, sarcastic sense of humor. Some would say it was annoying but if you knew my dad very well…you knew how he was like and knew this was the best he could do.”Hehe…how is mom?” I asked.”She is alright…she has already boarded the bus and I thought that I should check up on you before I got on it too.” He replied.”What are you going to do for the rest of the evening?” he asked.”Haven’t made any plans…but I think I will go out with friends.” I replied.”Hmmm…you inform me where and with whom you are going before leaving. You are going to send me the cell numbers of the friends you are going with. Is that understood?” He said, sounding like a drill sergeant.”Yes Dad.” I meekly replied.”What are the three rules?” He asked.”No boys….No late night…No parties…” I replied like a parrot.”Good…I am going to board the bus now…you follow the rule and have fun, Alright?””Yeah Dad.” I replied like an obedient student but at the same time was trying to co relate how one could have fun while following the rules or was it just a sneak peak of my father’s dead humor?The call was disconnected and went back to pampering my body with all the cosmetics. I untied the towel around my body and threw it on the bed. I could now see my naked body in the mirror in front of which I was standing. God had been kind to me. I have what one would call a smoking hot body. I have a very cute, innocent girl next door face which was enough to grab any man’s attention. But what was even better lay beneath the layer of clothing. I have a flawless fair skin, shoulder long auburn hair, a long slender neck which rests on my shoulders, a flat stomach around which is a petit waist with a little baby fat. The waist give way to a wider hip which accommodated a butt which would make my regular size jeans tight. But the highlight of my body were my breasts or as the word goes….bazoongas! The magnificent 36 C’s which rested on my chest are the one’s that I am very proud of. They are perfect! Tear drop shaped with chocolate brown nipples crowning them and the icing on the cake was the black beauty spot which was just above my left nipple.Now now…One might think that I am bragging about my body. Yes I am! Why should I be modest when I know what I possess? But the only person to have seen my body was me. No one could fathom the size of my breasts over my clothes which were always a couple sizes bigger. My parents always bought me over sized clothes and if I went for shopping, the clothes I bought were thoroughly inspected by my mother.Now one might think that my parents are like FBI & CIA but I don’t blame them. I live in a city which is not exactly known or woman’s safety and the fact that my parents knew what their daughter had grown into. I had started developing early and now at 18 years of age, my body had fully matured. I have been the center of male attraction on several accounts whether it is at college functions, weddings, festivals etc. and my parents know that. My parents were aware of the lecherous stares that not just boys my age gave me but men who were much older would give me. So, my parents kept a tight leash on me. My life was limited to home, college, classes. I did have a large, active friend circle which consisted of girl only and which was encouraged by my parents; going out with my friends was an occasional event and which would end by 9 p.m at the latest. It’s not that my parents were medieval minded. I had what every college k** wants, a smart phone, a laptop, a scooter and all other accessories. My parents are like the Chinese government, offering prosperity to its subjects but at the same time, tightly regulating their life.Even though my modest dressing hid the curves of my body, my face was enough to keep a string of boys running behind me. The conservative girl inside me didn’t like that but at the same time the sexually oppressed girl in me wanted it. The only person to have had a feel of my breasts was my boyfriend, Parikshit. Parikshit and I are very much alike. From the looks, Parikshit came of as an innocent young man who had good grades and was reasonably good at sports and other extra curricular activities. He was neither a jock nor a geek. He was an in betweener. That’s exactly what us together and the only people aware of our relationship were a couple of our best friends.Parikshit and I are like any other college couple. We would hang out with friends in college, go to movies with friends and in general always had company and with my restricted life style, we had very little alone time for ourselves. And occasionally when we were alone, our deceiving innocence would vanish and give way to the perverseness of a teenaged couple. A furious round of kissing, necking and fondling would ensue. But the action was limited to over clothes only. The moment his hands went under my shirt, I would slap it away. The fear of my parents knowing this was too great to allow me to push the boundaries of our relationship. So, in all, I am a virgin having a wild fantasy like any other girl my age.I moved to the closet and took out a T shirt & a pair of panties. I wasn’t in the mood to go out anymore so the T-shirt & there was no one in the house so only the panties. After dressing up, I went around doing my chores like cleaning my room, doing the laundry. After a while, my cell phone started ringing and I knew that it was my dad calling. I went to my room and picked up the cell phone and swiped my hands across the screen to connect the call.”Neha…I called you to tell you that if you need anything, then call Vijay and Vimal, okay?” I dad said.”Yeah… Dad.” I said.”Ya…and also, there is an envelope in my cupboard that I want you to give it to our neighbors. It is their letter that had come yesterday but I forgot to give them.””Okay Dad.” I said before my father disconnected the call.Vijay is my father’s cousin and Vimal is his wife. They live 6 houses down the street. They are my favorite uncle and aunt. They are the exact opposites of my parents. Vijay uncle is a 44 year old, free spirited, young at heart, chilled out guy and Vimal aunty is the charming, sophisticated, young mind. I have always gotten along with them. As a c***d, they would take me to amusement parks, fast food joints, and ice cream parlors. As I grew up, they treated me as mature, responsible girl.I call them by their first names which they themselves asked me to do as they didn’t want a formal relationship to exist between us. Vijay was the cool guy to whom I could talk about anything without being judged and Vimal instilled in me the elegance and poise that a young beautiful of my age should have. She also taught me a lot about fashion but my conservative parents wouldn’t allow that.I went to my parent’s room to get the letter that he had told me about. I thought about giving the letter to my neighbors while on the way to the super mart. I opened my dad’s closet and opened the drawer. I looked inside as my hands moved around searching for the envelope. After looking through the drawer, I check next; just to find nothing. I tried to call him and ask him where he had kept the envelope but his phone was out or coverage area. So now I had the task of checking his entire closet for that letter.I started looking around in the closet, tossing and turning his clothes and other stuff to look for the envelope. All of a sudden, something fell from the closet on the floor. I looked down on the floor and saw a object which looked like a book or at least it sounded like one when it fell.I bent down and picked it up and was absolutely shocked when I realized what it was. It wasn’t a book, it was a magazine and that too a dirty one. I turned it over to see the cover. It was a playboy magazine, dating back a couple of years. My curiosity got the better of me and instead of looking for the envelope; I ran back to my room and sat on my bed.I opened my magazine and started flipping the pages. The magazine was filled with beautiful women with big breasts. Each model was wearing skimpy clothes at the beginning of the illustration and would gradually get undressed at the end.As I kept flipping through the pages, I came across a double page. I flipped it over and it spread across. I turned the magazine to see a picture of a blond woman with big breasts, lying on the bed with her legs spread. The fingers of her left hand were on her pussy and her right hand was squeezing her right breast.The pictures and the dialogues were enough grabbed my interest and I could feel my panties getting wet. My breathing got heavier and my left hand was soon lightly squeezing my left breast.I felt a little guilty about all this but those thoughts went straight to the back of my mind as I continued checking out the magazine. There were pictures of two women, naked on a bed, kissing, caressing each other’s bodies and the words described their long love making session. The more I read, the more I got turned on and gently my hand was under my panties and was stroking my clit.On occasions I had thought how it would feel to me made love to by a woman; it would definitely be better gentler than a man who is always grabbing my tits and sticking his fingers inside me. Now this was confusing! I had never thought about being with another woman but the idea intrigued me but I also liked big cocks. I started wondering about my sexuality.Forget it, I thought to myself, I was still young and learning, so just enjoy whatever happens, and by now my panties were definitely getting wetter. My fingers strayed inside my panties, now, and I began to enjoy my body as I looked at the pictures and read the words.I caressed the little tufts of trimmed hair above my cunt lips, I felt the wetness of my juices on my fingers and felt my clit become rock hard to my own touch. My God, this is so good, so naughty, but I didn’t care, I was all alone and could do this all night if I wanted to!I rubbed some more, my fingers slid into my body and, eventually, the magazine fell from my hand and my eyes gently closed. Still I rubbed, my knees now bent up, and my imagination running wild. This was good, this was great, this was sending shivers all round my body and I was not going to stop.”Hello Neha…don’t stop.” He said. My eyes shot open and my fingers stopped moving the moment I realized whose voice it was. It was Vijay, my uncle! I immediately tried to get off the bed but he stopped me.”No…No Neha. Stay there and continue what you were doing.” Vijay said as he stood at the door, lecherously smiling at me, his eyes sliding up and down my body.In the heat of the moment, I did not hear him arrive. He must have come inside as there is a spare key of my house with him and as he knew the way around the house very well, he must have sneaked up without any noise.I was confused at his reaction but also frightened about him telling my parents. That would be the end of days for me. My parents would kill me! They would discipline me even more if they knew that I was pleasuring myself. The thought would be absolutely disgusting to them. The thought that his daughter was playing with herself using his hidden magazine would drive my father insane “I am sorry…I am sorry..Uncle” I said, trying to hide my embarrassment.”I..I didn’t..I didn’t hear you come in and…ohh god! I said as I trembled. My face was red with embarrassment and not knowing what to say or what to do. All the while, Vijay just stood there, smiling, staring at my body.”Please…Please don’t tell my father…he would kill…” I said before being interrupted by Vijay.”It’s okay…It’s okay Neha. Don’t worry, I will not tell your father.” He said, still smiling as pleasantly as if nothing had happened.”I will not tell you parents, promise! But I want you to continue with what you were doing, just as you were doing before and your secret will be safe with me. Lie down on the bed and continue.” He said.Oh my god…is this real? I thought to my self. Even if his was real, how embarrassing this was. My uncle, my father’s cousin asking me to finger myself as he watched!I was left with no choice. The condition was that he wouldn’t tell me parents if I continued playing with myself and I didn’t want to risk going the other way round.As I thought about it, Vijay always had interest in me. He would get me up for dancing at weddings or family parties. He would take pictures of me in cute dresses, he would always smile and joke at me. But that was 3-4 years ago and now he was standing at my bedroom door, watching me finger myself in just a T shirt and a panty.Vijay was here…but what about Vimal. I always had great respect for Aunt Vimal. She was a very attractive lady and very wise too. I remembered her telling me that not to worry about Vijay, he is a nice man. Both would always praise my beauty and tell me that I was a pleasure having me in the family.I remembered one particular thing that Vimal told me a few years ago. She said, “Neha, good things come to those who are patient” and squeezed my hand and gave a light peck on my cheek. That squeeze and peck gave me goose bumps. What did she mean by that sentence?By now, though, I had forgotten all about it and this happened a couple of years ago. Right now, Vijay, my uncle was standing in front of me and asking me to masturbate!”Where is Vimal?” I asked, trying to play for time. But that had no effect on Vijay as he carried on smiling.”Don’t worry about you aunt. Just do what I tell you to. Don’t forget, I don’t want to tell your father about this.” He said as he moved inside the bedroom, staring at me like I had never seen before. He was staring at me as if he was checking every curve on my body, nodding his head towards my fingers.Oh God, there is no alternative, I thought, and I closed my eyes and gingerly moved my fingers down to my panties again. For the first time ever, a man was watching me, my own uncle for God’s sake, but although it was totally embarrassing, and frightening, I found that by gently caressing my little panties, knowing that a much older, experienced man was watching me turned me on!The exciting thrills worming around my body seemed to increase two-fold. Could this be right? What was happening? My inexperienced mind couldn’t take in how this unbelievable scenario was unfolding before me, and I was just swept along in a sea of eroticism and youthful submission. Oh my goodness, what a situation to be in!From having a quiet evening all by myself, I was suddenly caressing my pussy in front of my uncle, dressed only in my tiny underwear & a loose T shirt. I carried on caressing myself, and the wonderful feelings were slowly returning and surging up inside my body once more.I tried to forget about Vijay, who was standing no more than a few feet from me but I heard rustling and partially opened my eyes trying to take a furtive glance. Oh my God! He had taken his shirt off and, now, Vijay was undoing his trousers. He was still a tall, fit and a muscular man but what in hell was going on. I endured a mixture of horror and excitement at what I suddenly had to endure.”Take off you T shirt Neha.” He said calmly but firmly.The momentum had increased and I couldn’t take my hand of my pussy. I was perplexed but I mentally fought my feelings and thought that obedience was the best way out of this.I slipped my hand out of my panty and grabbed the fringes of my T shirt and started pulling it over my head. I pulled the shirt over my body and threw it away. My wonderful, bra less tits were now in the open.I heard Vijay gasp on seeing my breasts and I felt my firm boobs suddenly judder and my nipples become rock hard in a second. Vijay had seen my soft boobs for the first time; in fact he was the only person ever to see my boobs.With no further instructions, I slipped my hand back inside my panties and started flicking my clit. I closed my eyes as a wave of pleasure swept over me and continued fingering my self furiously. After a few moments, I tried to open my eyes to see what was happening. Through my half open eyes I saw Vijay taken down his underwear and his cock sprung out.Ohh my god! I thought as I saw Vijay’s frightening cock.I hadn’t seen many cocks fully hard in my young life, and this was definitely the biggest I had ever seen. It was thick and long and all I could do was gaze in wonderment at the big thing that Vijay had between his legs, I stared into his eyes. My fingers seemed to increase the pressure on my pussy quite without effort!”What are you doing uncle?” I said as I saw Vijay grabbing his cock and started jerking it.”We shouldn’t be doing this! Please, let’s stop!” I pleaded, trying to get out of the situation.”Well…you are speaking one thing and doing another.” He replied as he stared at my crotch. I immediately looked down and saw that I was still fingering my self, my fingers deep inside my pussy.That killed any argument I could do. Now there was no way out. I laid back and continued doing what I was doing where as Vijay continued with what he was doing. A few minutes passed by without a word being spoken between us. We were both staring into each other’s eyes, furiously jerking our own private parts.As the masturbation continued, the fear of my parents being told about this by Vijay was gone as now he too was an active participant in this exciting new game that was being played. As I got even more excited, I started squeezing my left tit with my left hand and occasionally started pinching my nipples.”Aaahh….ummm…” I sighed, trying to muffle my moans under embarrassment but failed miserably.I watched Vijay stroke his cock as he stood by the bed, a couple of feet away from me. I couldn’t take my eyes of his cock as I was fascinated and astonished at the same time. My whole body started shaking as my nerves tingled. I opened my legs wider and my fingers went deeper inside my pussy.The silence continued but Vijay smiled at me. His smile was lecherous but at the same time assuring that everything was okay. I smiled back at him and now it was sealed. The bond had changed and we were no longer just an uncle and a niece. The bond had morphed into something different. It was a bond between two people who shared a very perverse, vulgar act such as masturbating in front of each other.I couldn’t believe how beautiful and filthy a cock could look as it was being stroked repeatedly by its owner. It looked like a thick cucumber that jutted out of his legs, its thick veins jutting out and its mushroom like head poking out of the foreskin.”Sit on the edge of the bed Neha. C’mon, sit on the edge but don’t stop what you are doing.” He commanded.I was completely struck and obeyed him without question. The shock of being caught had worn off and as if in a trance, I shuffled my teenage body over to the edge of the bed, all the while fingering myself.As I sat on the edge, Vijay came in front of me and caressed my hair with his left hand. I looked up at him and smiled. He stroked my hair a couple of times and then gently slid his hands down to grab my large supple breast.”Ohh…Neha…you are so beautiful…you look so delicious.” He moaned as he pinched my right nipple. His touch was so wonderful, squeezing my boobs with his experienced hands. He grabbed my other breast and meted out the same treatment that he gave the other one.His cock was just a couple of inches away from my lips. The musky smell emanating from his cock was driving me crazy. I had a good idea of what was coming next. Even though my practical knowledge of sex was almost nothing, the world of open social media, sexual innuendo filed movies and songs and an equally curious group of friends had given me enough knowledge about sex.And I was right, when Vijay said, “Suck my cock Neha…c’mon…Suck it.” He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer to his cock till a point that I had no choice but to open my mouth.I opened my mouth in a little ‘O’ formation as the cock head touched my lips and as it went in further, the ‘O’ formation got bigger. The cock inched inside my mouth, first the head, then the shaft.”There’s a good girl Nehaaa…” Vijay moaned as I automatically started swirling my tongue around his cock. From reading and hearing about this to now doing it myself, I relished his cock.The cock felt so good inside my mouth, as if it was meant to be there. The musky, pungent smell of the cock was far from revolting as I had previously thought; in fact it was deeply arousing. The tangy, salty tastes of the juices oozing out of his cock were mind blowing.I looked up at Vijay as his cock slid back and forth between my lips. The experience was so good, so taboo…so adult like. Vijay held my head with his right hand while his left hand was caressing my shapely boobs, the soft skin on my face, under my chin as he gently kept pumping his cock into my mouth, enjoying the sensation of having his sexy niece between his legs for the first time, sucking on his man meat.”Is this your first time? Is this the first time you are sucking a cock?” He asked. I nodded my head, ‘yes’ as I took his cock deeper inside my mouth.”You are very good for a first timer…Ohhh…you feel so good Neha.” He moaned as he squeezed my left breast. I felt so strong, so mature when he said that but all I could do was look at him and smile awkwardly with his cock still in my mouth.Of course, I could have screamed at him at the very beginning but he sort of blackmailed me into doing this and now I was sucking his cock, completely naked, with just a thin, wet, sticky panty which had been tucked aside and the pussy beneath was being fingered by me.I was glad that I had stayed back to ‘face the consequences’, and what consequences! The sucking by now had gotten frantic and so had the fingering. Vijay was holding my head much firmer and I was sucking his cock deeper.My moans grew in volume but were muffled by the thickness of his cock which felt wonderful. My orgasm was fast approaching and I had never felt like this before. Sure, I had masturbated before and had a self triggered orgasm before but this was nothing like it.”Mmmmpphhff….Ummmm…” I moaned as my body started shuddering to a massive orgasm. Vijay let go off me but my teeth accidently brushed his sensitive cock head on its way out and he moaned.I just collapsed on the bed, my fingers still working on my pussy as the orgasmic tsunami crashed on me. The biggest, longest and the most satisfying orgasm of my life was being experience by me. I writhe and shivered as the orgasm just didn’t seem to stop. The pleasure was so overwhelming that a moan couldn’t get out of my open mouth. I felt I was paralyzed!My body calmed down after a while and my breathing got shallower. I opened my eyes to see that Vijay was now on the bed, kneeling next to me. His face was a couple of feet above me.”Are you okay baby?” He asked. I just nodded. My mind was still reeling from that orgasm and it just couldn’t come up with words to utter. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. I was now back to sitting on the edge and Vijay was now kneeling in front of me.He dug his fingers inside the elastic of my panties and pulled on them. I placed my hands on the bed and gently raised my ass. Vijay slowly slid my soaked panties down my legs and dropped them on the floor.As my panties were yanked over my feet, I instinctively spread my legs. My pussy was on display as I shamelessly showed it to my uncle. He gently cupped my pussy and gently rubbed his palm over it a couple of times.He sat on the bed next to me and placed my right leg over his thigh. He caressed my thigh for a few minutes before going back to rubbing my pussy. After a while he turned his attention to my boobs. He cupped my jugs with his hands and gave them a hard squeeze.”Aaiii…” I squirmed as he massaged my boobs. He brought his head over my chest and licked my collar bone. He sucked on them a couple of times before moving around my chest, gently kissing all over. He grabbed my right breast with his hands and raised it gently. He kissed the upper side of the breast before slowly kissing his way to the center. He licked the circumference of my chocolate colored areola a few times before latching his mouth over my nipple.I threw my head back and moaned; my eyes still closed in ecstasy. I had never experienced any thing like this before and I was thoroughly enjoying it. This was my first time. Though it wasn’t with the kind of person I thought it would be but Vijay was treating my body exactly like I had imagined it would be.In his expert hands, I was no longer a girl but a woman. He was worshipping my body, just the way it deserved! I was being made love to by a man who must have been having sex even before I was born and was making me feel that I wasn’t stranger to all this.In the throes of ecstasy, I moved my right leg up his thigh and his cock rubbed against my shin. I looked at it and it was still very hard, glistening from his juices and my saliva, resting against his abdomen. I had felt it in my mouth but now I wanted to feel it in my hand. I turned my body a little and grabbed his cock with my right hand. I was holding a hard cock for the first time in my life and if it was some other time or another person, I wouldn’t have known what to do. But I had seen Vijay stroking his cock a short while ago and I just instinctively started jerking it.Vijay stopped sucking my breast and looked at me. I smiled sheepishly but continued jerking his cock. Vijay smiled back at me and brought his lips closer to mine. I lunged at him and latched my lips over his. All this wasn’t feeling weird anymore. Kissing Vijay felt as natural as I felt while kissing my boyfriend.There was no sense of embarrassment or awkwardness I felt, kissing a man who was more than twice alsancak escort my age and who was related to me. In fact, it felt wonderful as his rough lips munched on mine and his tongue swirled around my tongue.Vijay broke the kiss but the mutual staring continued. All the while, I had been jerking his cock and he had been squeezing my boobs. Vijay then dragged his right hand down and flicked my clit with his thick fingers before inserting a couple of them inside my pussy. I gasped as Vijay fingered my pussy with his two fingers and flicked my clit with his thumb. I started jerking his cock vigorously as he similarly fingered me. The game had now taken a new turn. From stroking our own privates we were now mutually masturbating! The stare game continued as we kept stroking each other. I momentarily let go off his cock and grabbed my right breast with my right hand and pulled his mouth closer with my left hand.Vijay immediately opened his mouth as I gently fed him my breast and his mouth locked on to my nipple like a sucker fish. As the sucking resumed, my right hand was back to where it had left; jerking his cock.I was soon moaning and sighing as Vijay mounted a dual assault on my delicate area. The fingering and breast sucking got me panting and moaning and I realized that I was going to have another mind shattering orgasm. I braced myself for it to knock me down and jerked his cock even more furiously. Vijay was moaning as well and fingering me deeper and harder.A couple of strokes later, I screamed at the top of my voice and arched my back as the orgasm hit me. “Aahhaaaa….Aaahh” I screamed and collapsed on the bed. I sighed as the orgasm ended and I was back to my senses. I opened my eyes to see Vijay kneeling next to me on the bed, stroking his cock vigorously.His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back. He was panting and moaning more than he had the entire evening. His cock made slick noises as the foreskin slipped back and forth rapidly over his cock head. His massive balls swung back and forth as Vijay hand pulled on his cock vigorously.He moved closer to my head and continued jerking off. His body started shivering after which I realized that he was now approaching his orgasm. I had never seen a man cum before and didn’t know what to expect but a second later I experienced what a male orgasm was!”Aaahhh….Aaaooohhh…” Vijay screamed as his cock started spurting thick loads of cum all over me. “Heyy…what the…” I shrieked as jets of his cum hit my face. I turned my face the other way but by then, 2 large globs had already hit my face, one right in the eye and the other one on my lips. Even though I had turned my face the other way, my body wasn’t spared from the cum shower. Streaks of cum littered my upper my body. There was some on my breasts, my collar and some on my neck.”Whaaaoooo” Vijay moaned as he sat next to me. His cock was sticky wet and now visibly shrinking. “Ha ha ha ha …sorry for that…just couldn’t control.” He said as he moved off the bed.”Where is the towel?” He asked, trying to look for it.”It is in my closet.” I said as I too sat up.He walked over to my closet, opened it up and grabbed a towel. He came closer to me and sat next to me. He thoroughly wiped my face with a towel before moving over to wipe my breasts. “Are you wiping them or polishing them?” I asked as Vijay was spending a little too much time wiping the cum off my breasts.”He he he…” he laughed and stopped the wiping. He then wiped his cock with the towel and threw it on the floor. He got up and picked up his clothes and started getting dressed.I too got off the bed and picked up my T shirt which was lying near the pillow. I wore it and walked over to the other side of my bed to look for my panties. It was lying near the foot of the bed. I picked it up to find that it was very wet. I decided to wear a fresh pair and threw them on the cum covered towel lying on the floor.I walked over to my closet and started looking for a pair of panties. As I was busy retrieving the panties, I felt a hand on my ass. I turned around to see Vijay standing behind me, his eyes as well as his right hand on my ass.He looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back at him and bent a little, jutting my ass out to him. He fondled my ass for a few moments before I straightened up and took the panties out of the closet. I wore the panties and saw that Vijay was now fully dressed and ready to leave.I walked up to him and stood right in front of him. I averted my eyes from him; I just couldn’t look up to him. After doing what I had done with him minutes ago, I was now behaving like a shy girl. “So….uhmm” Vijay spoke. My sudden shy behavior had made him awkward.”This was nice Neha.” He spoke again, trying to find the right words to justify making love to his 18 year old niece.”Hmmm…” I said as I looked up to him and smiled. Without saying another word, Vijay turned around and started walking out of my room.He stopped at the door, turned back to face me and said, “Neha…don’t worry about today. I will not tell anyone about this.”I walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek before saying, “I know Uncle…you cannot tell this to anyone.” I winked at him after that statement.Vijay was a little surprised at that statement. This was not just my dirty little secret anymore; it was our dirty little secret. He had lost the leverage of blackmail and was now at the same plane as I was.He didn’t show his surprise at that statement but just smiled at me before turning around and leaving the room.It had been 4 days since I had seen or heard from Vijay. For the first couple of days I tried to stay outside my house as long as I could so that I could avoid bumping into him & for the rest of the time I avoided walking down to his house which I so often did before our encounter. Even though I agree that my encounter with him was eye opening, mind boggling experience, but still being a traditionally nurtured girl, I still had an over weighing sense of guilt, shame and lots of confusing emotions about the incident.There were still 4 days before my parents would arrive & till then I knew it would be difficult to stay away from my dear aunt & uncle who I depended upon to a great extent in the absence of my parents. On Saturday though I had no where to go and I decided to stay put inside my house for the whole day. After having a shower, I sat in the living room watching TV and chatting with friends on Whatsapp, munching on chips as I usually did while watching a chick flick when the door bell rang. I sat up, a little surprised wondering who it could be. Vijay was still at the back of my mind but Vimal would be home today so he wouldn’t dare come along and even if he did he wouldn’t wait here for long.I walked to the door and looked through the peep hole. Aunt Vimal was there at the other side of the door. Quietly thanking god I opened the door to welcome Vimal with a smile.”Hi Beta…” Vimal greeted me in her usual loud and enthusiastic way.”Hi Vimal…” I replied letting her into the house.Vimal entered and spread her arms around me to hug me. I too embraced her tight as we usually did. Our hugs were usually very tight as if we had met after a long time even though we would meet almost every day and at times several times during the day.”How are you Beta?” She asked me as she let go off me and started walking to the living room.”I am fine Vimal, just chilling out.” I replied. We walked into the living room and made ourselves comfortable on the couch. I muted the TV and we started talking.”You haven’t come to my house all these days?” Vimal asked me.”Yeaah…aah..” I struggled to reply.”What…is everything okay?” she asked seeming a little worried.”Yeah Yeah…I am fine. It’s just that I have been busy the whole week with lectures and study.” I replied controlling my discomfort.”Yeah but usually you join us for dinner when your parents are out of town. Then what happened this time?” She asked. Now what was I supposed to tell her? I did actually go to her place to have dinner not because I was too lazy to cook for myself but because she cooked well and I didn’t have to worry about cleaning afterwards.”Yeahh…this time I had the company of my friends. Some or the other would be there with me during dinner.” I gave her a reason.Ohh…Okay…Well. I had sent your Uncle to check up on you a few days ago.” She said as she stood up. ‘Shit Shit Shit’ I thought as a chill ran down my spine. Was she on to us? Did she know what happened that day? What will she do? What will I say? All such obvious questions came to my mind and I was lost in them. I saw Vimal speak something but couldn’t really listen to her as I was so pre occupied with my exit strategy.”Neha….” Vimal asked as she looked at me with a bewildered experession.”Yeah..?” I asked as I back to my senses.”I said that your Uncle told me that you weren’t at home that day?” She said.”Ohhh…Sorry…Yeah…Maybe…” I replied trying to act as normal as I could.”Hmm…okay then I will go home now. I have a lot of work to do.” She said as she started walking to the door.”Join us for dinner tonight Neha.” She said as she stood at the door. “Ohh…No No…I am going out with my friends.” I replied. “Ohh C’mon Neha…you have been having dinner with your friends for the past 4 nights, you can have one with us tonight. After all we are as good as friends. Aren’t We?” She said trying to coax me into joining them for dinner.”Well…I don’t want to impose…” I replied, trying to wriggle my way out of it.”What…What is the matter with you? Why are you being so formal all of a sudden?” She said loudly. Her reaction was not surprising; after all I had never been even close to being formal or hesitant to go to their place or be with them.”Hehe…Okay…I will come tonight.” I said. I had no way to refuse. It would be too strange to say no like this.”Alright, we will meet you at 8.” She said as she stepped outside my house. I closed the door and slowly walked towards my bedroom. ‘Ding Dong…’ the bell rang as I stood outside Vijay and Vimal’s house. They had invited me over for dinner but I hadn’t bothered to dress up properly. I was wearing a simple blue T shirt and a pair of shorts. I had worn a pull over because it was a little chilly.”Hey…come on in…” Vimal said when she opened the door.I walked inside to the living room where I saw Vijay sitting on the couch watching TV. He looked at me and smiled. It was a normal smile and not the lecherous one that I had seen that day. It was a courteous gesture that one expresses when you meet someone. But that smile was enough to make me shiver. I hadn’t seen Vijay since that day and now that he was just a few feet away from me just brought back the memories of that day. Those images just flashed in front of my eyes.Vijay was sitting on the couch such that his butt was just on the edge of the cushion, his back against the couch and his legs stretched out on the floor. Even though Vijay was fully dressed I could still visualize his naked body; the firm chest, the flat stomach and the massive tool between his legs. I clenched my right hand when I remembered how his hard cock felt in its grip.I had heard and at times been a witness to a visual undressing by a guy but I had never done that to anyone. ‘What the hell!’ I thought. As I just stood in the living room, lost in my own thoughts, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned back to see Vimal looking at me.”What happened?” She said as she stared at me. “Uhhh…nothing…nothing…” I replied.”Okay then…let’s go inside…” She said as she grabbed my hand and started walking towards the kitchen. I looked at Vijay who was still staring at the TV. I caught his glance as I walked away from the living room.I spent the next couple of hours with Vimal in the kitchen helping her cook. Vijay would occasionally drop buy to fetch a beer from the fridge. Some small talk with Vijay would follow but I didn’t notice any abnormal behavior from him. It was as if nothing had happened. Neither did he stare at me nor did he try touching me more than required. Well…why would he? Why would Vijay try something funny with his teenaged niece when his wife was in the house? “You ladies want some wine?” Vijay asked as he fetched another beer from the fridge. “I would love some.” Vimal said. “And you Neha?” Vijay asked me. I just didn’t know what to say. I had never tried wine; in fact, I was an occasional soda drinker.As I stood there thinking how to react, Vimal spoke up…”Yeah… why not Vijay? I think she is old enough to try some wine. Why don’t you pour her a small drink?””He he…yeah sure.” Vijay said as he moved to the wall cabinet and took out two wine glasses. He took out a wine bottle from another cabinet and pulled out its cork with a loud pop sound. He poured the wine in the glasses; a small quantity in one glass and a little more in another glass. He passed on the glasses to us before opening his pint of beer.”Cheers to our grown up girl.” Vimal said as our glasses and his pint touched each other making a clinking sound.”Yeah…all grown up…” Vijay said as he stared at me and took a sip of his beer. Vimal also took a sip of her wine but I still had the glass in my hand.”Come on Neha…take a sip…it’s just wine and it can’t be the worst thing you could do.” Vijay said as he and Vimal kept looking at me with expectation.’What the hell was that?’ I thought. Vijay had just pulled off a sucker punch with his two statements.I just quietly sipped the wine busy thinking about what Vijay had just said. I was tasting wine for the first time. It had a weird taste; little sweet, little sour. For the first time I didn’t like wine at all but I knew that it was an acquired taste.When I finished the drink in a few sips, Vimal poured me another one. I sipped the drink as Vijay and Vimal engaged me in talking.”I think the drinks are enough for today. Neha can you please set the dining table; Vijay and I will bring the food.” Vimal instructed.Soon we were on the dining table. Vimal was sitting opposite to me and Vijay was to my right. We were enjoying the food and Vijay and Vimal were asking me about my college and other activities. It was a normal family dinner.As I was engrossed in talking to Vimal, I suddenly felt something briefly rubbing against my leg. I looked at Vijay who was quietly eating his food and listening to our conversation.I thought it must have been accidental and I continued talking to Vimal. A few moments later I again felt something rub against my shin and moved over to the right side of my calf. I immediately recognized that it was a foot and from the way it was moving along my ankle up to my mid calf I knew it wasn’t accidental. The only person to do this at the table was Vijay.I glanced at Vijay who was still looking down at the plate and eating his food. Vimal on the other hand was still talking but at the moment she had my least attention. Vijay’s foot was now rubbing along my shin and calf freely as he knew I wouldn’t dare react to his actions in front of his wife.I somehow managed to maintain my composure and continued eating, feigning attention to Vimal who continued talking something about my studies. I think it was about some course. She wanted me to attend that course and was perhaps telling me about the features of the course. “What do you think Neha?” She asked me. “Yeah…I think it is great.” I replied not too sure of what she was asking me.”Uhhh…okay…” She said as she got back to eating. I looked at Vijay and noticed his faint grin. He knew I wasn’t paying attention to his wife but was rather pre occupied in his erotic antics.I kept eating and nodding my head in agreement to whatever Vimal was saying. Vijay now moved his foot higher and touched my knee. I gasped as he did that and that was enough for Vimal to notice. “What happened?” She asked at me.”Nothing nothing…uhhh…I need a glass of water.” I replied.Vimal got up and walked into the kitchen to get me a glass of water. The moment she was out of sight, I kicked Vijay in the shin and he gasped. His reaction to my action took me aback. Instead of backing off, Vijay put his hand under the table and on my thigh. While sitting, my shorts had been pulled up and now Vijay’s hand was resting on the exposed right one. I gasped as I felt Vijay’s cold palm on my thigh. He squeezed my thigh with his large hand and moved it over to the left thigh and caressed it. This time I didn’t react but kept staring at Vijay as he continued caressing my left thigh. To gain access to my left thigh Vijay had to move forward and as he did he came closer to me. His face was now a few inches away from mine and we continue staring at each other. This reminded me of the same situation we had been in the other day when I was jerking his cock and he was fingering my pussy. I clenched my fist as I was reminded of the feel of his hard cock in my hand.Vijay moved his hand up and his fingers sneaked inside my shorts. I held his hand and almost moaned as his fingers inched towards the hem of my panties. It must not have been more than a minute but it felt like it had been hours as Vijay and I engaged in carnal games under the dinning table.Vijay immediately withdrew his hand and straightened up and I was pulled back from ecstasy and opened my eyes as we heard foot steps approaching us. Within seconds Vimal was back in the dinning room with a jug of water and a three empty glasses.She sat on her chair and poured some water in the glass and passed it to me. The caressing had left my throat dry and I really needed a glass of cold water to calm down my nerves.Dinner proceeded as usual and I was soon in the kitchen with Vimal helping her clean up. Vijay was in the living room watching TV while I and Vimal engaged in small talk about random topics.After about half an hour Vimal and I finished cleaning up and walked into the living room. Vijay was sitting on the couch with his feet on the table in front of him and was flipping through channels trying to find something worthwhile to watch. Sunday nights, in my opinion was the worst time to watch TV. There were no movies, no serials or anything worth watching. It was a time when people would wind up in bed for the hard week at work the next day.I and Vimal walked over to the couch and sat down. Vimal was sitting next to Vijay who had by now moved to make room for us on the couch. I sat next to Vimal at the other end of the couch. Vijay kept changing the channel till he found a new movie playing on a channel. It was an action movie of some Hollywood action hero. We started watching it as Vijay and Vimal were both fans of action movies whereas I didn’t feel so strongly about v******e.We spent almost an hour watching the movie and during the breaks one of us would get up for a drink of water or going to the loo. During one of the commercial breaks, Vimal got up and walked out of the room. Now Vijay and I were sitting alone in a dark room where the only light was from the television. I expected Vijay to soon start with his erotic antics but he didn’t move at all.’Now he will do something….now he will do something’ I thought as I expected Vijay to make a move at any moment but that did not happen. Vimal returned and we went back to watching the movie. We watched the movie together for another half an hour of so before Vimal spoke.”I am sleepy…I am going to bed.” she said before she yawned and got up.”Neha…if you are going to stay for the night then you can sleep in the guest room. Good night beta.” She said and started walking out of the living room.I looked at Vijay who was still staring at the television. I thought perhaps he had his fill of action for the night at the dinning room itself and wouldn’t do anything so I went back to watching the movie.After a while I looked back at Vijay and saw him staring at me. I faintly smiled back to which he too reciprocated. He got up and walked out of the living room to return back after a few minutes. This time he sat to my left and moved close to me. I didn’t mind his closeness and didn’t move away at all. In fact I had been expecting this for sometime now. Vijay moved his arm behind me and placed it on my shoulders. He gently caressed my right arm and my shoulders. I sighed as I placed my head on his shoulder. He moved his right foot to my leg and started running it up and down along my left leg.Vijay moved his arm over my shoulder and gently squeezed my right breast. At the same time he caressed by naked left thigh with his left hand. I sighed as my nipples hardened to his manual stimulation and a chill ran down my spine.I looked up at him and smiled and he smiled back before lowering his face to kiss me. I closed my eyes as Vijay’s lips met mine. Vijay kissed me deep, holding me tightly in his arms; the lingering kiss felt like an eternity.”What about Vimal?” I asked Vijay as I broke the kiss and tried to move away from him. I wanted to do this but the last thing I wanted to do was to get caught by my aunt making out with my uncle.”Don’t worry about her…” Vijay calmly replied as he cupped my supple breasts from under my arms and gave them a soft squeeze.I sighed and went back into Vijay’s arms as he caressed my breasts over my shirt. Vijay and I both turned to the right so that my back was against his chest. He pulled me close to him and now he had absolute access to my breasts. His caressing got firmer and my sighing turned into gasping with each passing second. In the moment of ecstasy, I tilted my head slightly to the right, exposing my delicate nape. Vijay kissed my nape tenderly, slowly kissing his way to my shoulder and then going back towards my ear. I gently tucked my hair behind my ear to allow him better access to my nape, ear and cheek. Vijay got the signal and immediately took my earlobe in his mouth and sucked on it. He sucked and licked my earlobe and his breath against my ear drove me crazy.Vijay then moved his lips to my left cheek and gently planted kisses on it. His right hand was caressing my neck and his left hand was on my stomach. He continued kissing me on the cheek, moving slightly forward with each kiss towards my lips. A slight turn of my head to the left was more than enough for our lips to meet and as soon as they did, a furious bout of kissing ensued. Our lips and tongues clashed against each other as if it was a battle…a sexual battle of an eager to please novice against her experienced master. The kissing was so furious that the sound of the slurps and smooches resonated through out the living room, perhaps to rooms beyond but we were now beyond reason and care. All that mattered to me was the pleasure I wanted from my lustful uncle.As we went on lustily exchanging saliva, Vijay squeezed my boobs really hard and I moaned with his mouth still covering my mouth. I immediately brought my hands down to the hem of my T shirt and pulled it above my breasts. Vijay immediately grabbed my breasts and began cupping and squeezing them; all the while kissing me with the same gusto as he had displayed a few moments ago.As my beautifully enormous, flimsy bra encased breasts were being played with by my dear uncle, a thought came to my mind. Vijay uncle must have virtually seen my boobs grow. He had known me all my life, from being a mischievous toddler to a little primary school girl, from a pre teen to a young beautiful late teen. The most visible of physical changes in me from the pre teen years besides my height were my breasts; and right now he was squeezing them to his hearts content. He had perhaps seen me in my birthday suit when I was a baby and now eighteen years later he saw me naked the other day and the way things were progressing right now, he was well on his way to see me naked again.Even though I loved my boobs being squeezed over my bra, I was a tad bit uncomfortable, knowing, that I could feel his rough hands over the tender, gentle skin of my naked breasts. I wanted that! And the only hindrance was the bra.To that effect, I moved my hands behind my back and under my shirt and held the bra hook, all the while being at the receiving end of a mind numbing kiss and an extremely arousing breast massage. The kissing and squeezing kept me busy and distracted enough, for me to fumble with my bra hooks. A couple of more attempts followed and I miserably failed. What a shame! I couldn’t even unhook my own bra! I gave up the effort, hoping Vijay would sooner or later unhook the bra. As I let go off the hook, my hands went down and stumbled upon his raging hard on. I grabbed his erect cock and gave it a light squeeze. Vijay broke the kiss and sighed as I continued fondling his cock; his erect cock which I could prominently feel in spite of being under layers of clothing.Our kiss had been broken for the fist time since the whole episode started. We were gasping, trying to catch our breath; only staring at each other. A few light kisses followed as we took a break from a hectic session of foreplay. In the meanwhile, Vijay continued squeezing my breasts, albeit gently and I too was lightly caressing his cock.As our breathing normalized, I let go off his cock and went back to unhook the bra. Vijay noticed it and within a second I felt his fingers under the under wire of my bra and the second after that, he pulled the bra up and over my breasts. My boobs jiggled like jelly as the bra was yanked of them.I was a little shocked at this sudden action and looked at Vijay with surprise. Vijay kept looking at me as he cupped my ‘liberated’ breasts in his large hands and gave them a gentle squeeze.”Why work hard…when you can work smart?” Vijay said referring to my efforts at unhooking my own bra and his simple solution of just pulling it over.”Hehehe….indeed…” I giggled and replied before placing my left hand behind his head and pulling him for a kiss. The break ended as Vijay and I went back to kissing just as furiously as we did a couple of minutes ago.My T shirt was almost at my neck below which was my bra and below which Vijay was now twisting my nipples with his thumb and index finger and above, my mouth was still glued to his as I moaned and shivered at his manipulation.After a few more moments, Vijay broke the kiss, let go off my breasts (temporarily) and pushed me forward. He moved my hair from my back over my right shoulder and unhooked the bra.As I heard the snip of the hook, I straightened up where as Vijay moved the straps of the bra off my shoulder before I took my hands out of them and the bra was off. Vijay threw the bra on the floor before he helped me out of my T shirt as well, which joined my bra on the floor.I was now completely top less in front of my uncle. I then moved such that my back was resting against the couch and Vijay adjusted himself accordingly next to me. Vijay again kissed me but this time it wasn’t a long kiss, rather it was just a formality as Vijay wanted to put his mouth to a better use elsewhere. He grabbed my right tit with his left hand and bent forward such that his mouth was right above the nipple.I could feel his warm breath on my nipple and I gently placed my left hand behind his head. Vijay licked my nipple with the tip of his tongue a couple of times before clamping his mouth over it. I closed my eyes, escort alsancak threw my head back and sighed as I felt my nipple being sucked into his mouth. I grabbed the hair at the back of his head signaling him not to stop and to suck harder.Vijay sucked my breast hard, making slurping noises as he feasted on his young niece’s flesh. He momentarily stopped sucking and cupped my breast tightly in his left hand making the puffed up nipple protrude a little before holding it between his teeth and pulling it lightly.”Ahhh…” I moaned, this time with no mouth to muffle my moan, perhaps I had moaned too loudly or perhaps the sound the TV had silenced out my moan. I was beyond worry as Vijay had told me to. Vijay stopped biting my nipple and went back to sucking and tonguing my nipple, occasionally licking the breast and at times moving down to lick the underside of my drop shaped boob.The sexual action that I had witnessed all this while had got my pussy super wet and I could sense a massive orgasm approaching. As Vijay continued his oral attack on my helpless boob, it was just moments later that the orgasmic vaginal contractions began. I pulled a couch pillow lying nearby and pushed it against my mouth as the orgasm hit me.Vijay in the meanwhile did not stop sucking my breast. He managed to keep his mouth latched to my nipple even as my body bucked and shuddered from the orgasm. Vijay tightly held my body against the couch to control my violent shaking and the pillow kept my screams at a manageable volume.I don’t know how long it took me to come down from the orgasmic summit but when I did I found Vijay still sucking on my breast. This orgasm was definitely the biggest one I ever had, even bigger than the ones that I had with Vijay the other day. I pulled him up and kissed him hard. The passionate kiss was a thank you gesture to Vijay for the wonderful orgasmic experience he had just given me. After the kiss ended, Vijay went back to my right breast and continued sucking it.My right breast was the center of attention of Vijay’s mouth; I wanted him to share his oral expertise with my left breast as well. I pulled him off my right breast and brought his mouth over my left breast.My left tit was meted out the same treatment. Vijay sucked, bit and licked the nipple, areola and the breast. I just kept watching him, encouraging him with my hand behind his head, placing light kisses on his head, adoring and responding to his lustful and vulgar behavior with moan and sighs of pleasure.After spending a long time on my left breast, Vijay placed his mouth between my breasts and cupped them together. Now his mouth was in the ‘valley’ of my boobs. He vigorously moved his head up and down and sideways. This c***dish behavior from my ‘oh so mature’ uncle made me giggle. Vijay was kind of a man-boy who was obsessed with my breasts.After a while Vijay started kissing his way down my body, placing puppy kisses all the way before settling down at my navel. He inserted his tongue inside my deep navel and licked it a couple of times before placing kisses all over my stomach.Vijay got off the couch and kneeled in front of me. He held my right leg in his right palm and let his left hand roam along the length of my leg. His hand roamed delicately along my calf to the back of my knee, leaving behind a ticklish feeling.Vijay raised my foot a little before lowering his head to pop my toe into his mouth. Even though this was strange to me, it was incredibly pleasurable. I moaned as Vijay sucked and nibbled on my toe, at the same time gently rubbing my leg. I had no clue that my feet were also an erogenous area of my body and was thoroughly enjoying his actions.Vijay took my toe out of his mouth and spread my legs. He now pulled me to the edge of the couch and kneeled between my legs. He placed the palm of his right hand on my crotch and caressed it gently for a few times before grabbing the elastic of my shorts. “No you cannot…” I said as I held his hand, stopping him from going any further. Vijay was surprised. The way things had been going, my opposition was out of the blue.”Why…What happened?” Vijay asked sounding very surprised.”You cannot do that…unless you kiss me.” I said with a devilish grin.The surprise of Vijay’s face gave way to a lecherous smile as he lunged forward to kiss me. I swung my arms around him and embraced him as our mouths met to kiss. As he sprang forward to kiss me, his hard cock rubbed against my clit. I moaned as it happened and Vijay immediately noticed it.He started rocking back and forth, rubbing his tool against my pussy. I broke the kiss, closed my eyes and threw my head back. Vijay nuzzled my neck as he rocked back and forth slowly but firmly against my erect clit. If dry humping felt this good then how; the how good will the real thing be? I wondered as my gaping mouth gave out low moans of pleasure.The dry humping went on for a few more seconds before Vijay stopped and firmly cupped my boobs making me gasp. His lips were just an inch away from mine as we stared at each other. His eyes were red with lust and his breathing was heavy but calm. He continued staring at me, my boobs still cupped firmly into his hands, waiting for me to respond.”Now you can go ahead…” I whispered. Vijay gave a devilish smile before moving back and placed his hands at my hips, under the elastic of my shorts and pulled on them. I, too raised my ass, dug my thumbs into the back of my shorts and pushed them forward, helping Vijay get me completely naked. Vijay pulled down my shorts off my feet. I now had nothing but a flower patterned white panty with a dark, wet spot at the middle indicating the state of my arousal. My ass was still raised off the couch and Vijay placed his hands on my butt and dug his fingers into my panty and started pulling them down.As the panty receded down my ass, the soft tufts of curly hair above my pussy peeked out which further gave way for my pussy to reveal itself. As my pussy came into view, Vijay yanked on my panty forcing it down my knees. I quickly pulled my right leg out of it and spread it out.Vijay pulled the panty down to my left foot but neither he nor I bothered to yank it off completely. Vijay ran his hands over my pussy, running them through the thick, curly pussy hair. We were staring and smiling at each other as Vijay kept playing with my bush.I placed my legs on his shoulders and locked my feet behind his head and gently nudged his head towards my pussy. Vijay moved his head forward with the gently push of my feet and it wasn’t long before his nose as pushed against my wet pussy. I heard Vijay take a deep breath, inhaling my musky womanly scent before flicking my clit with his tongue. I jerked as he did that, which was followed by another violent jerk when Vijay started sucking on my clit. I cooed as Vijay began devouring my pussy. I locked my feet around his head, locking him in the confines of my pussy triangle. Vijay moaned in delight at this maneuver and licked my pussy even more vigorously. I ran my hands through his hair before pushing him deeper inside my pussy. As I did that I felt Vijay’s tongue enter my vagina. I moaned, this time a little louder as his tongue fucked my pussy. This was the first time I felt a tongue on my pussy and what a feeling it was! How does a girl behave when having sex for the first or second time? She is shy, blushes all the time, is reluctant to open up & is very awkward in bed? Well…I was the bang opposite. I let him take off my clothes without even a shred of reluctance, I let Vijay put his mouth and hands anywhere and everywhere he wanted without stopping him, whether it was on my lips, my breasts and now my pussy, I had welcomed his every move and was feeling absolutely comfortable, as if I had been doing this with him for ages. This was with my Uncle for God’s sake, in his house with his wife in the next room!Vijay also hadn’t shown a shred of awkwardness the whole while and was now sitting with his head clamped between his baby niece’s legs, devouring her pussy like a hungry lion licking the meat off his dead prey.I was massively turned on by his acts and the ambience added to the effect. It was a dark room, illuminated by only the light emanating from the large flat screen television hanging on the wall, a middle aged handsome man sitting on the floor, his head buried between her legs, licking his beautiful, busy niece’s pussy as she sighed and cooed and slithered on the large, soft velvet couch.Vijay looked up at me even as his mouth was still latched to my pussy and his tongue rapidly snaking in and out of my hole. His eyes were full of raw a****listic urge, a look that I hadn’t seen all these years, not even the last time I was with him in a similar situation. Vijay suddenly grabbed my knees and pushed them up against me, almost touching my shoulders and rubbing against my breasts. In this position, my chocolate brown asshole came in to view and Vijay wasted no time in putting his tongue on it.”Aaaiieeee….” I moaned as I felt jolts of pleasure running up my spine and pulsating through the rest of my body. I could feel the nerve endings throbbing and pulsating at Vijay’s oral stimulation. I grabbed the couch cushions tightly as the rimming got intense. Vijay’s tongue moved rapidly in circles on my asshole making me gasp and pant heavily.The rimming got my arousal up a notch and I was fast moving towards an orgasm. My body started shaking in anticipation of yet another brain scrambling orgasm but then Vijay immediately stopped and pulled back.”No…No…No…” I moaned as my hands desperately tried to pull him back but with no use. Vijay moved back and as he did, so did my impeding orgasm. I stretch my legs back to floor, still spread with Vijay between them.”Please Vijay….please get back…” I pleaded, my voice clearly indicating my desperation.”You liked it?” He asked a seemingly stupid question but it was his way of teasing me.”Yesss…I didn’t want you to stop…please do it again…please…” I pleaded my Uncle to go down on me again. The tone of my voice and the manner of speaking was like that of k** asking for his toy back. Instead of replying in words, Vijay replied in action by placing my legs on his shoulders and going down on me. As I arched my back, my ass rose up off the couch. Vijay immediately grabbed my ass and started squeezing it. My buns were now resting on his palms as his tongue drove deeper into my pussy.”Yeahh…Yesss…Uncle…that’s it Uncle…keep going Uncle…” I moaned, staring at Vijay.Vijay immediately looked up at me. I had rarely used the word ‘Uncle’ to address Vijay since my early teenage and now the sudden use of the word and the extra emphasis on it wasn’t something either of us were going to miss. The word ‘Uncle’ was the definition of our relationship. I was the niece and he was my Uncle. The relationship, in the world’s view was just below that of a father and his daughter. But our carnal desires had altered the sanctity of our relationship. In that moment of ecstasy and lust we were just a man and woman pleasing each other. We had fallen prey to the sexual devils within us who had manifested and compelled us to do something so taboo, so wrong but so pleasurable.As I moaned the word again and again, Vijay’s tongue went into overdrive. He grabbed my boobs and squeezed them hard before twisting my nipples between his fingers. I pulled his hand and shoved two of his thick, rough fingers into my mouth and started to suck on them. I moaned and shuddered as the orgasmic volcano rose. Our mutual staring continued as I rapidly thrust his fingers down my throat and Vijay thrust his tongue into my vagina.”Mmmmm….mmmm….Ummmmmpphhhhhfff…” I moaned with Vijay’s fingers still in my mouth. I arched my back and my eyes rolled back as the second massive orgasm for the night hit me. Vijay immediately stopped and moved away from my pussy as I shook and shivered like a fish out of the water. It took me a long time to recover and even after regaining my composure, I was still shivering like I had been electrocuted.I saw Vijay still sitting near my legs, smiling at me. I smiled back at him awkwardly and Vijay burst into laughter. I too joined him in laughter but rather embarrassingly. I pulled the panties hanging on my left foot and threw them away. I was now technically naked with absolutely no cloth over me.Vijay stood up and pulled his T shirt over his head and threw it on the floor, revealing his muscular chest. He took a couple of steps forward, standing at the edge of the couch, in front of me.I was resting against the couch but immediately sat up as Vijay stood in front of me. I knew what he wanted and did so by digging my fingers into the elastic band of his shorts and started tugging down. I had dug my fingers deep enough to grab his shorts and his underwear at the same time.I slowly pulled his shorts down and after going down a few inches; his giant cock sprang out, hitting my chin. I giggled and immediately pulled back a little before pushing his shorts down his legs. Vijay got out of them and stood there naked in all glory. I kept staring at hi dick in amazement and surprise. I was still in awe of his cock as if I had seen it the first time. Even though it had slid down my throat and throbbed in my hand almost a week ago but it still felt like the first time. I gingerly moved my fingers along the shaft and over the curve of its head. My right hand gently cupped his massive balls and fondled them. Vijay smiled, a smile of satisfaction, at the fact that his niece was playing with his cock. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and gently pulled back the foreskin of the head of the cock; the shiny, wet purple cock head came into view. I remembered the last time when I saw it; how it felt in my mouth and shivered. I want it again! I want to suck it, taste it and worship it!No further encouragement from Vijay was required as I opened my mouth wide to accommodate his massive cock. Just as my mouth was about to engulf the cock, I saw some movement in the corner of the room. My heart raced expecting the worst and it almost came up to my throat when it became clear who it was.It was Aunt Vimal!”Noooo…..” I screamed and pushed Vijay back. My instincts immediately kicked in as I covered my pussy with one hand and swung my other hand over my tits to cover them. I pulled my knees to my chest and dug my face in between.’Fuck…fuck…fuck….I am so dead…’ I thought as my pulse raced and my mind went numb. I expected the shouting to start any second now and kept my head firmly in between my knees, trying to hide my self from the shame and humiliation that I expected would fall on me.Several seconds passed as I still didn’t dare to raise my head but I didn’t hear anything except the sound of the television. ‘What was happening?’ I thought but kept my head down and eyes closed. A few more seconds passed and I still hadn’t heard any screaming, cursing or something being flung around. ‘Was Vimal okay? Has she passed out of shock?’ I thought. That thought concerned me and I decided to see what was going on.I slowly opened my eyes and raised my head a little, expecting things to flare up as I did but nothing happened, so I raised my head a little more to see something that was not just unexpected but absolutely strange. Vimal was now standing a couple feet away from the couch, to my right. I looked to my left to find Vijay standing, his cock still as hard as it was a minute ago.I just kept staring at Vimal bewildered and surprised, wondering what the hell was happening. Vimal was smiling at me, occasionally looking at her naked husband standing a couple of feet away from her. Vimal walked towards the couch and sat besides me. She ran her hand over my head before placing it on my shoulder.”Don’t worry Neha beta; we are not going to hurt you.” She said in a very calm and caring voice.”Yeah Neha…relax….” Vijay said as he took a step forward.I calmed down a little and stretched my legs a little, but I was still alarmed and confused at the proceedings.”Oh….look at you, you have grown into such a beautiful young woman Neha.” Vimal said as she gently cupped my right breast with her hand.”I agree to that my dear wife…” Vijay said and smiled.I looked up at Vijay and then back at Vimal. What the fuck was happening? This isn’t how it is supposed to happen? Why are they behaving like this? Am I dreaming? Is this some kind of an orgasmic dream that I was in?As if Vimal was reading my mind when she said, “It is natural to be confused and afraid at this moment but you don’t have to be anymore. I can’t be angry at my favorite niece, let alone hurt her. And dear this is really happening.” I just kept staring at her blankly, like a deer caught in the headlights.”It is obvious for you to think that I didn’t know about this, that this was a dirty little secret just between the two of you.” She said as she gently stroked my head.I blanked out for a moment as I got lost in my own thoughts. When Vijay last time said that he wouldn’t tell my father about what had happened, I thought he implied that he wouldn’t tell anyone about that, let alone his wife.My chain of thoughts was broken as I felt some movement. Vijay took a couple of steps to the left and was now standing in front of me.”How can I be jealous of my husband for sharing such a wonderful feeling of love making, that too with our baby niece?” Vimal said as she moved from my right breast to my left, cupping and squeezing it gently, just as she had with the right breast.”I am so glad you are with us tonight and we would love you to be a part of our love. Now you have to just relax, sit back and enjoy.” Vimal said, pulling my knees apart to reveal my pussy. I silently surrendered to her and spread my legs to let my wet pussy come into view.”Vijay…would you please…” Vimal said pointing her finger at his cock.”With pleasure…” Vijay said as he took another step forward so that his cock lightly touched my lips.I was still unsure and nervous about what was happening and looked up at Vijay who was smiling at me. I looked at Vimal again to find her smiling at me too, nodding in agreement, indicating to go ahead.Looking up at Vijay, I slowly opened my mouth. He gently moved his cock forward and let its head slide into my mouth. Once the head was inside, Vijay stayed still. I instinctively swirled my tongue around the head and gave it a gentle suck. Encouraged by my gesture Vijay started pushing his cock further into my mouth. My tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock as it slid deeper into my mouth.His cock was half inside my mouth when Vijay pulled it back completely. He rubbed his cock head against my lips a couple of times before gently flicking my nose with it. Vimal lightly giggled and I smiled embarrassingly. Vijay then placed his cock at my lips and I, more confident this time, let it slide back into my mouth. Vijay’s cock gently began stroking my mouth, slowly moving in and out. Vimal had her hands over my boobs, squeezing them, occasionally pinching my nipples. “You like his cock?” Vimal asked me as she continued fondling my breasts. I simply nodded with Vijay’s cock in my mouth.”I know you like sucking his cock, just like you did last time.” Vimal said. I looked at her and smiled.”Vijay, is she doing a good job?” Vimal asked Vijay, who by now had started stroking my mouth a little faster.”She is even better than the last time.” Vijay replied with a grin.”Ohhh…she is a fast learner I see. Neha…you look so beautiful, mature sucking his cock.” Vimal said as she slid her hand down my body and caressed my pussy.Vimal’s calm and composed voice and her encouraging words were having an effect on me. I spread my legs to accommodate her hand and spread my mouth to accommodate more of Vijay’s cock.”Remember I had told you…good things come to those who wait.” Vimal said as she slid couple of her slender fingers inside my pussy. I moaned as she did that and I immediately recollected that moment a few years ago when she uttered those words. I had always wondered what she meant when she said those words, squeezing my hands as she said them.And suddenly it clicked. My Uncle and Aunty had been eyeing me for all these years. They had been planning to seduce me into indulging in this debauchery. I knew people had lusted after me and I had avoided the trap till now but I ultimately succumbed to this couple; my very own aunt and uncle. But instead of feeling angry, scandalized or repulsed, I was thoroughly enjoying this.Things started getting intense with Vijay fucking my mouth and Vimal fingering me faster. The tiniest shred of nervousness in me was long gone and I had started moaning in approval at their actions.Till now I was just going with the flow, first with Vijay and now with Vimal and Vijay. I wanted to take charge, at least a little. I placed my left hand on Vijay’s thigh and wrapped my right palm around his cock. Vijay immediately stopped and I removed his cock out of my mouth. I licked his shaft along its sides and then pushed his cock against his stomach before licking the underside of the shaft. I slowly licked all the way to his cock head before popping it inside and sucking on it hard. Vijay moaned as I did that and squeezed my right breast hard.I then took a little more of his cock inside my mouth and started sucking hard. I bobbed my head forward and backward, taking more and more of his cock inside as my left hand kept jerking his cock.”Ohh my…look at her going! Are you sure Neha that you are new at this?” Vimal asked me.”Hahaha…This is just my second time doing this. You can say that perhaps I have an inborn, dormant talent of giving blowjobs.” I replied before lowering my head to gobble up Vijay’s balls.”Awwww…” Vijay moaned and grabbed my hair as his cock twitched over my face.His balls felt funny inside my mouth, as if I had two marbles inside my mouth. None the less, I kept licking them. Vimal had three fingers inside my pussy and they were rapidly moving in and out of it.I took Vijay’s balls out of my mouth as I moaned at the furious fingering Vimal was doing. I rapidly jerked Vijay’s cock as a response to the fingering. Vijay perhaps just couldn’t bare my mouth without his cock inside it, so he grabbed my hair and pulled me before shoving his cock back inside my mouth.This sudden show of aggressiveness surprised but turned me on further as I placed my hands on his ass and let him fuck my mouth. Vijay now started rapidly fuck my mouth, making me gag occasionally but he had grabbed me so tightly that I just couldn’t stop to recover.”Keep sucking his cock like that Neha…I know he is about to cum…” Vimal said as continued stroking my pussy with her fingers.That statement triggered my orgasm and I started moaning loudly. Vijay had also by now started moaning and his cock twitched wildly inside my mouth. “Ahhh…yeah…yeahh…Neha….” Vijay moaned as his orgasm hit and my mouth was in a second filled with his seed. Torrents of cum gushed down my throat, which I would have hated but the intensity of the moment was such that I just kept gulping his cum down my throat.”Yesss…Neha…that’s it…keep swallowing that.” Vimal said, encouraging me to swallow her husband’s cum. Once the orgasms subsided, Vijay pulled out of my mouth and so did Vimal out of my pussy. I just collapsed on the couch, exhausted but satisfied from the experience I just had. I opened my eyes after a few seconds to see that Vijay was now sitting on the chair next to the couch and Vimal was still seated where she had been. We took a few minutes to catch our breaths without exchanging any words but just kept smiling at each other. This was the best night of my life and I just didn’t want it to end. After a while Vimal got up and pulled me up. As I stood up, she held my hand and started walking towards the bedroom. I silently followed her and Vijay followed me. We walked past the dinning room and entered the master bedroom.The bedroom was large, with a wall mounted cupboard to the left as one entered and the computer desk at the right. Just a couple of feet to the right of the desk was the bathroom. The walls of the room were peach in color & a big king size bed was placed in the center of the room. The bed was big enough to stretch from the center of the room to the wall behind it. There was a large mirror on the ceiling, right above the bed.As we entered the room, Vimal walked me to the bed and made me sit on the edge of the bed. She stood a couple of feet away from me and Vijay stood right behind her. He wrapped his hand around her waist and held her tightly. She looked back at him and he kissed her. The way Vijay kissed her was very different from how he kissed me. The kiss with me was full of lust & it was rough. Where as the kiss he shared with Vimal showed how much in love they were. It was a kiss which was intense but at the same time it was lovingly passionate.I made myself comfortable on the bed, resting against the headboard with a pillow against my back, watching my uncle and aunt make love. Vijay turned Vimal around and kissed her again. He raised her T shirt a little and Vimal promptly pulled it over her head and threw it away all the while kissing him. Without breaking the kiss, she pushed down her pajamas and the first thing I noticed was that she wasn’t wearing any panties.Within seconds Vimal got out of the pajamas which were bunched around her feet and wrapped her arms around Vijay and kissed him even more passionately. Vijay responded with equal ferocity as the heat turned on. Vimal had a fantastic body for a middle aged woman. From where I was sitting, I could see she had a well maintained figure with little fat around her waist. Her ass was larger and fleshier than mine but not fat. She was taller than me by a couple of inches and had long slender legs which complemented her figure. Her fair skin and a beautiful face made her a stunner.Vimal turned around and Vijay got busy unhooking her black lace bra. In a second it was unhooked and Vimal pulled it out and threw it on the floor. Once the bra was off, I could see Vimal’s large breasts. They had just a little sag but were not droopers. She had pink nipples which looked extremely sexy on a pair of milky white tits.Vimal smiled at me when she noticed that I was checking her out and I smiled back at her. She turned around and kissed Vijay once before getting down on her knees. She glanced at me before taking Vijay’s limp cock in to her mouth. She slowly started sucking his cock, continuously staring at me. Vijay closed his eyes and threw his head back as his wife sucked new life into his cock. Within seconds his cock showed signs of revival, responding to the sexy woman sucking it.As Vijay’s cock assumed its peak proportions, it became extremely arousing watching her suck it. I was enjoying the show put up by those two and soon my right hand was down between my legs and my left hand was squeezing my boobs.The way she sucked him clearly showed that she was a veteran at the game of sex and I definitely could take a few tips from her. She occasionally would go down to suck his balls making Vijay shiver in pleasure. Vimal sucked her husband hard for a couple of minutes alsancak escort bayan before Vijay abruptly pushed her away.”How was it?” Vimal asked about her performance as she stood facing me.”Sexxyyy…” I replied, still playing with myself. Vijay and Vimal laughed at that comment.”See how wet your Aunt’s pussy has become?” Vijay said to me as he placed his wife’s foot on the bed and spread open her clean shaven pussy.”Hmmmm…” I replied as my fingers slid inside my pussy faster.”Now I am going to fuck your aunt on this very bed right in front of you.” Vijay said, to which Vimal giggled.”Enjoy the show sweetheart.” Vimal said as she lay on her back on the bed. Vijay mounted her as she spread her legs to accommodate him.Vijay started kissing her and adjusted his cock at the entrance of her pussy. He broke the kiss and pushed his cock completely inside her pussy in one smooth stroke. Vimal gasped as Vijay’s thickness spread her pussy.I was sitting along the length of the bed, resting against the headboard where as Vijay and Vimal lay along the breadth of the bed, perpendicular to me. I had raised my knees as I fingered my pussy and I could watch them through the ‘V’ of my legs.Vijay began fucking Vimal with deep, medium paced strokes. They soon settled into a comfortable rhythm of medium paced strokes. Vimal moaned lightly as her husband poked her womb with each stroke of his long cock. Vimal pulled him down and wrapped her hands around his head and kissed him. From my place I could clearly see their tongues lapping each other vulgarly. Vijay cupped her right breast with his left hand and lowered his head down to suck it. Vimal moaned in delight as Vijay munched on her breast before moving on to the other one.Vijay started fucking her harder and Vimal’s moans soon turned into wails of pleasure. She locked her legs around his waist and her hands behind his back and pulled him closer as he continued ramming her pussy with his magnificent cock. The scene unfolding in front of me was too much for me to handle I started having an orgasm. “Ahhh…Ahhh…Aaaiiieee.” I screamed loudly, loud enough to break their rhythm and stare at me. My heart was pounding and drops of sweat had formed on my head as a result of the orgasm. This night had been the best and the strangest night of my life. From a simple family dinner, it had metamorphosed in to a fuck fest.As my orgasm subsided, Vijay and Vimal resumed their fucking. Seeing them in action gave birth to a craving. I too wanted some of that action. I wanted to be fucked by my Uncle just the way he was fucking my Aunt. I wanted this memorable night to be even more memorable by getting fucked for the first time by none other than my Uncle.Vijay was a handsome man who I had liked for many years. We had shared memorable intimate moments in the past one week. Vijay had pleasured and satisfied me by driving me to several mind blowing orgasms, with just foreplay. And now that I had witnessed his fucking prowess, I could think of no other man other than Vijay to be the first one to enter me.”Fuck me…” I moaned. Vijay and Vimal immediately stopped fucking and looked up at me.”Fuck me…please…Fuck me…” I pleaded. They just kept staring at me for a few moments before looking at each other. They kissed passionately for a few seconds and then looked at me and smiled.Without uttering a word, both of them disengaged. Vimal got off the bed and moved to the side table and Vijay crawled on the bed and kneeled to my right. I immediately grabbed his cock and lowered my mouth on it and began sucking it. It tasted different and I knew that it was because of the thick coat of Vimal’s juices on it.Vijay pushed my head back and took his cock out of my mouth. I looked at him to see that he had a condom in his hand. I rested my back against the headboard, watching Vijay as he placed the condom on his cock head and rolled it down completely along its length.My heart pounded faster as I realized that the moment was near. I was going to be fucked for the first time. Will it be painful and uncomfortable? I just pushed aside those thoughts because I knew I was in the hands of an expert.My thoughts changed from those of fear to those of performance anxiety. Will I be good enough for him? This was the first thing that came to my mind as Vijay spread my legs and sat between them. I knew it was going to pleasurable for me but I also wanted to make him feel good. I wanted him to enjoy fucking me as much as he enjoyed fucking his wife.Vijay got on top of me and placed his cock at my pussy. Vijay’s body weight on me felt so good, so safe, as if nothing would happen to me. I kept staring at Vijay as he rubbed his cock along the length of my pussy.Vijay lowered his mouth over mine and I wrapped my hands around his back and pulled him closer for a deeper kiss. Just then I felt it! I felt his cock slowly enter my vagina. I gasped loudly as the tip entered my wet, waiting pussy. Vijay slowly kept pushing his cock deeper inside my pussy. Once the head was in, his thick shaft started going in.I could feel strong pain in my pussy as if a knife had been inserted. I knew this would happen and didn’t stop him. Instead I decided to close my eyes and focus on the kiss. As Vijay’s cock went in deeper, I pulled him closer and kissed him harder. “We’re in…” Vimal exclaimed. I opened my eyes and looked down to see that his balls were touching my pussy. I had managed to take Vijay’s huge cock completely inside me. I never thought that my tiny little pussy could accommodate such a large organ.”Fuck…I can’t believe it. I am not a virgin anymore.” I moaned. Vijay and Vimal laughed loudly at that comment.Vijay didn’t move for a while, waiting for the pain to subside and letting me get used to his length and thickness. He slowly started pulling his cock out of my pussy and half way through pushed it back again slowly. Vijay continued fucking me in slow and deep strokes. Little bombs of pleasure bombs of pleasure exploded in my mind with each thrust of his cock.We broke the kiss and Vijay raised himself, placing his hands on either side of my breasts. He pulled his cock out completely, rubbed it against my pussy and then pushed it inside me once again; this time, his cock went to the hilt in one swift, abrupt stoke inside my pussy.”Ohhh fucckkkkk…aaahhh.” I screamed at the sudden intrusion, feeling like I had been impaled on a pike.I raised my legs in the air and spread them wide as Vijay started fucking me with deep, long strokes. His stroking was steady, almost leisurely; as if taking his own sweet time to fuck me. Vijay wanted to make it last as long as possible and so did I.I was lying on my back with my legs in the air as Vijay ploughed my pussy. He lowered his head on my left breast and began sucking it as he settled into fucking me in shorter, faster strokes. I pulled him away from my left tit and fed him my right tit before locking my feet behind his waist.’Creek……creek…..creek…..creek..creek creek creek creek.” The bed creaked as Vijay increased his speed; his cock now pistoned in and out of my pussy harder.”Ahhh…yeah….yeah…I love this….” I moaned as Vijay continued banging me. Vimal who till then was standing next to the bed, silently watching us, suddenly walked away. I didn’t bother to ask as I wanted to completely focus on my man who was masterfully stoking the fire inside my pussy, driving me to sexual frenzy.I grabbed Vijay’s cheeks and pulled him down to kiss him. In the heat of the moment, I bit his lips to which Vijay moaned and fucked me even harder. As I kept staring at Vijay, moaning and urging him to keep going, I saw a flash of light. I looked to my left and saw that Vimal was holding a camera and then there was another flash of light followed by a ‘click’ sound.”What the hell…” I moaned in disbelief at what was happening. My aunt was taking photographs of her husband fucking her niece. That was so fucking perverse.”Ohh…stop worrying dear and just focus on the pleasure. You two look so good together right now that I just had to capture this moment forever.” She said as she clicked another photo.I looked up at Vijay who just blankly stared at me, focusing on just fucking my pussy. She moved around the bed taking several photos of our carnal fest. She stood behind Vijay, hidden from my view and I head several clicks. I knew she was taking close up shots of Vijay’s cock fucking my pussy.Even though I found this idea very perverse and wrong; the whole evening had been one sick, perverse orgy between an Uncle, Aunt and their Niece.After taking several shots of our love making, Vimal kept the camera on the bedside table and climbed on the bed, making her self comfortable next to me. She began fingering herself, watching her husband fuck the living day lights out of his amateur virgin niece.Vijay lowered his body on me before grabbing my ass hard with his strong hands and resumed fucking me ruthlessly. Vijay nuzzled my neck and sucked on my ear as he kept on fucking me hard. As I opened my eyes for a brief moment, I saw myself in the mirror above the bed. I could see Vijay’s ass moving up and down rapidly. My heels were on his ass; my hands were on his back, clawing and scratching it and my mouth wide opened as moans of pleasure escaped through it. I could also see a reflection of my sexy naked aunt lying next to me, furiously fingering herself. The merciless fucking coupled with such an erotic view above jump started my orgasm and my moans of pleasure turned into screams of unbridled passion. Seeing me writhe and moan under Vijay, Vimal too started moaning. Vijay who had till now been almost silent throughout apart from occasional moans and grunts had started moaning too. I, by now had seen enough to know that all of us were close to cumming.As our orgasms built up to their peeks, I grabbed Vimal’s hand and squeezed it hard. Vijay’s strokes had gotten rough and irregular. His cock twitched wildly inside my pussy, signaling the arrival of a massive orgasm.”Yeahh…Yeah….Aaahhhh.” I screamed as the orgasm hit me and as it did my pussy clenched, tightening around Vijay’s cock. My nails dug deep into his back and my teeth dug into his shoulder as I bit him in the throngs of my orgasm. The screaming, bucking, violent niece and her tight pussy were too much for Vijay to handle and he started cumming too. Watching us orgasm, Vimal too was pushed over the edge. She squeezed my hand tight and her thighs closed tightly around her hand as she moaned and squirmed her way to an orgasm.Vijay immediately withdrew from my pussy and straddled my chest, his legs on either side of my chest. He took the condom of his cock and passed it to Vimal. I opened my mouth and Vijay immediately stuffed his still hard cock into it. I began sucking it, relishing the salty taste of the residual cum and the drops of it still oozing from his cock. I glanced at Vimal to see that she was drinking the cum dripping from the upturned condom.I sucked Vijay’s cock till it shrunk to normal, hoping that it would rise again to fuck me but I think he was totally spent. He got off me and collapsed on the bed in between me and Vimal. We both placed our heads on his shoulders and smiled at each other. We sat there catching our breath, still sighing and cooing from our respective subsiding orgasms.I woke up to find sun light piercing through the closed window, falling on the bed. I sat up with a blanket over my chest, finding myself on the same bed that I had been fucked on last night. I must have drifted to sleep from exhaustion and satisfaction sometime after our mind blowing orgy had ended.I yawned and rubbed my eyes and looked around. I saw Vijay was still lying in bed, snoring lightly in deep sleep. He surely must have been tired because he had successfully accomplished the task of satisfying two women at the same time last night.I looked around for my clothes but didn’t find them only to remember that I was stripped of my clothes in the living room after which I walked naked to the bedroom before being fucked on the bed on which I was sitting.As I moved to get off the bed, I felt a light pain in my crotch. I lifted the blanket to find a sore pussy. There were some light patches of dry blood and my pussy juices. I smiled knowing the fact that I was no more a girl. I had transformed into a woman in a matter of a few passion filled hours. I couldn’t find Vimal around and had to go to the living room to collect my clothes.I didn’t know what time it was or who else was in the house so I got off the bed, trying not to make any noise to attract the attention of anyone. I tip toed to the door of the bedroom and peeked outside. The house was eerily silent and I could neither hear nor sense any movement around. I quickly walked to living room to get my clothes but to my utter surprise I couldn’t find them there either. Surprised and confused I walked back to the bedroom.’Where was Aunt Vimal.’ I thought before I heard the shower running in the attached bathroom. I walked to it and found the door was slightly open. I slowly pushed the door open to see Vimal standing naked under the shower. The hot water was running down her body and the steam rose up from her skin. She was facing away from me and I could clearly see her sexy ass. Vimal sensed movement and turned around. She gave me a welcoming smile, not bothering to cover herself up and neither did I. How would it have mattered; after all we had seen each other naked, doing some nasty shit last night?”I kept you clothes in the cupboard. It wouldn’t look good to find all your clothes lying in the living room if incase someone comes.” She said.I didn’t utter a word and slowly walked inside the bathroom. I closed the door with a light push and stood there staring at my Aunt. I took a few steps, stopping just out of the shower’s reach. I kept staring at my Aunt, silently admiring her beautiful body. Vimal was still smiling at me as she reached out with her hand and pulled me towards her.”Aaahhh…” I moaned as the hot water fell on my body which felt so good. Vimal cupped my boobs with her hands and gently squeezed them.”Last night was good. Wasn’t it?” She asked me. “Yeahh…thank you guys so much.” I replied.”Don’t thank us. Why thank us when we had the privilege of having your company last night.” Vimal said. I just smiled back.”I hope you will be joining us regularly from now on.” She said as she lowered her head to flick my wet, warm nipple with her tongue.”Ahhh…yeah…I want to…but my parents…” I said.”Don’t worry about them. They wouldn’t mind you spending little more time with us like you have all these years and dear…this is now our dirty little secret and it always will be.” She said, standing straight facing me.This was a great idea. My parents had a problem with me going out with friends or ‘strangers’ as they called them but they had always encouraged me to spend time with my wise & mature Uncle & Aunt. How would they know or even suspect that within the confines of their relative’s house, their daughter was doing things that they had feared and prevented her from doing with other people. Perhaps she would end up doing far nastier things here than she would do with anyone else.”Sounds like a great plan.” I said as I moved to kiss Vimal.”Yeah baby…” Vimal said just before our lips met.Few months later…..”Hello Vimal.” I said as I picked up her call.”Hi Neha Beta…are you still in college?” She asked.”Yeah…I just got done with the lectures. I was thinking of heading home.” I said as I walked to the parking lot of my college.”Why don’t you drop by and have lunch with me?” She asked.”Yeah…okay…anyways I am home alone today so I will be there in some time, okay?” I replied.”Okay…” Vimal said and disconnected the call.Half an hour later I was at the door of her house. Vimal welcomed me just as she usually did.”Where is Vijay?” I asked, looking for him.”He has gone out of town for the day. Will come back in the evening.” She replied as we walked to the dinning table.After having a nice meal, Vimal and I chatted for a while before she said, “I want to show you something.””What is it?” I asked.”Come with me and I will show you.” She said as she stood up and started walking to the bedroom and I followed her.Vimal walked to the computer and pulled a chair for me. We both sat in front of it and Vimal clicked on a folder which was named ‘work’. I wondered what was in it that she wanted to show me.”What is this?” I asked.”Just watch and you will know.” She replied as she clicked on the folder and it opened. There was a media file and a folder in it. She clicked on media file and it opened. She maximized the window and I could see the words ‘Scene 1’ on the screen. From the time stamp on the screen I realized that it was taken a couple months ago when my parents had gone out of town for a relative’s wedding for a week and I had stayed with Vijay & Vimal in their house.Scene 1: The introduction”Is it on…Is it on Vijay?” Vimal asked; the picture still out of focus.”Yeah…just adjusting it a little.” Vijay said. In a few moments the camera view adjusted and there I was naked on the bed with Vimal. We were on our knees on the bed with our hands around each other’s waist.Vijay walked into the view from behind the camera. He was completely naked, just like us. He got on the bed on his knees and moved closer to us. A few words were spoken which the camera mike couldn’t pick up, followed by giggles.Vijay lowered his head and sucked on our nipples one by one; starting from my left breast, moving to the right one and then going to Vimal’s breasts. As Vijay got busy sucking two pairs of large breasts, I and Vimal got busy kissing each other.Scene 2: The appetizersThe camera was now above the bed near the edge and from the way it was shaking, it was clear that someone was holding it. I and Vimal were lying on our stomachs on the bed and Vijay, who was acting as the camera man was standing at the edge of the bed. The camera moved from showing our naked asses, to our backs and stopped at a point where one could see Vijay’s cock inside my mouth and Vimal’s head down as she sucked his balls. I was looking up at Vijay and smiling as I heard his moans which were also captured clearly on the camera. Vijay’s hand came into the scene and ran through my hair before clutching them and pushing his cock deeper into my mouth, followed by my long moan.The scene changed to one in which I was now kneeling on the bed and Vijay was standing on the bed in front of me. His hands were tightly holding my hair as he fucked my mouth. Because of his frantic and rough movements, the picture was not very clear. After a few seconds, the camera moved from Vijay’s hand to Vimal’s hand who was sitting next to me. The scene was now shot from the side angle and one could now clearly see Vijay’s cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and the gagging sounds that I was making as it did so.The scene then changed where the camera was now steady, still over the edge of the bed but this time, I was lying on the bed. Vimal was licking my pussy and Vijay was kneeling to my right, near my head with his cock going in and out of my mouth. My right hand was Vimal’s head and my left hand was wrapped around Vijay’s ass, pulling both of them closer. Vijay, then lowered himself on my chest, squeezed my right breast with both his hands and started sucking it.Next scene showed me with my head hanging off the edge of the bed, with Vijay’s cock fucking my mouth. The camera then moved to show Vimal, fingering my pussy and sucking my clit. As the scene rolled on my moans got louder and my body thrashed wildly as I came.Scene 3: The main courseThe camera was now at the side of the bed. I was lying on the bed with Vijay over me, fucking me steadily.”Mmmm…Mmmm..” I moaned; it was muffled by Vimal’s mouth over mine. As Vijay’s stroking got faster and deeper, Vimal moved from my mouth on to my boobs and started sucking them.The scene changed and now I and Vimal were on our fours next to each other. I was holding the ridge of the head board. Vijay was behind me, holding the camera with his right hand and his left hand was on my ass; his cock pistoning my pussy rapidly. My ass was jiggling and his balls were making a loud slapping sound as they banged against my swollen pussy. Vijay took his left hand off my ass and shoved two of his fingers inside Vimal’s pussy. As our pussies were being serviced, Vimal and I were passionately kissing each other. The scene changed and now one could see our faces as the view was from the camera on the head board. Vijay pulled his cock out of my pussy and moved behind Vimal before shoving his cock into her pussy. Vimal screamed in pleasure and Vijay began fucking her furiously. From the point of view, one could see Vimal’s eyes closed and her mouth opened as she moaned in pleasure as her husband fucked her hard from behind. The camera mike captured the loud creaking of the bed as Vijay fucked Vimal.The scene changed and one could see Vimal lying on her back and her legs on Vijay’s shoulder. Vijay was fucking her rapidly. I, on the other hand was sitting on Vimal’s face, facing Vijay. Vijay moved forward and kissed me before lowering his head to suck on my melons. Vimal’s moans were muffled by my pussy but my moans were loud and clear.In the next scene, I was riding Vijay’s cock. My knees were on either side of his hips and my feet were resting on his thighs. I was rocking back and forth, round and round over his cock. My breasts were in my hands and I was squeezing them, moaning as Vijay’s cock poked my insides. Vimal was sitting on Vijay’s face, moaning loudly too as her husband devoured her pussy. Vijay was busy kneading Vimal’s boobs.I placed my feet on the near Vijay’s hips and began jumping on his cock. My boobs swung up and down wildly. My hair, tied in a pony was swinging around as well. Vimal suddenly screamed as she orgasmed and got off her husband’s face. Watching her, I too had a loud orgasm and slowed down. Vijay pulled me down immediately and kissed me, sharing with me his wife’s juices. Vijay grabbed my ass and started rocking me back and forth over his cock. I moved forward and grabbed the head board, pushing my boobs within the reach of Vijay’s mouth. Vijay latched on to my tits and sucked on them hard as we continued fucking. After a while, Vijay patted on my ass and as if it was a pre-decided signal, I immediately got off him. Vijay got up and quickly mounted Vimal and started fucking her.Scene 4: Mix N MatchI was sitting on the dinning table with my heels on the edge. My legs were spread wide open allowing Vijay to fuck me hard. His hands were locked behind my neck and I was holding on to his big, strong arms as he fucked me with short, rapid strokes. The camera was in Vimal’s hands as she stood a few feet away shooting her husband fucking his niece.From the time stamp, I noticed that it was shot at some other time than the previous scenes. I remembered that this scene was shot after Vijay had returned from work in the evening the next day.”Faster,…Faster…Fuck…Fuck…Fuck…Aahh…Yess…Fuck me…” I hollered as Vijay rammed his cock into my pussy like a wild a****l.Vijay stopped stroking me and locked my feet behind him. I locked my hands behind his neck. Vijay picked me up and placed his hands on my ass.I immediately started bouncing on his cock. My moans and screams were a clear indication of how much I enjoyed being fucked suspended in the air.”Ohh myyy godddd….hahahha!” Vimal exclaimed as she watched us fucking in this position.We fucked in that position for a few minutes before Vijay pushed me against a wall near by and began thrusting from beneath. I was slobbering Vijay with kisses as he grabbed my ass and fucked me hard.The next scene was a very different scene. It was shot in night vision. The time stamp was of 1.13 am, December 5th. Vijay was lying on the bed with his hands behind his back. His two lovely ladies were lying to his sides, near his waist, sucking his pole. As I was sucking his balls and Vimal was licking his shaft from the side. After sucking his balls, I started licking up to the head. Vimal and I simultaneously licked our way up to the cock and sucked on the cock head together. As we sucked on the mushroom like head of Vijay’s cock, our tongues and lips met. For a moment, we let go of Vijay’s cock and indulged in a very wet, sloppy kiss.”Ohh shit that is so fucking hot….I am gonna cum…” Vijay moaned and in seconds later, his cock spurted thick jets sperm in the air, landing on our heads and faces. Scene 5: The ‘Cumpilation’This scene was by far the hottest part of the video as it showed me getting cum shots from Vijay.The first one was when Vijay was fucking me hard in missionary position before he pulled out and shot his load over my body, a few even landing on my face.The next one was when Vijay was fucking my mouth before he moaned and his cock started spurting semen inside my mouth. Vijay’s cock had sealed my mouth tight enough to keep the spunk inside my mouth apart from a few drops that drifted down the side of my mouth. One could clearly see my throat gulp down the mouthful of Vijay’s semen.The next one was when I was kneeling near the bed as Vijay was vigorously jerking his cock in front of my face. After a few seconds a jet of hot, thick cum explode out of his cock and landed on my face.Next scene showed me and Vimal kneeling on the bed, sucking Vijay’s cock. Vijay moaned loudly before pulling out his cock from Vimal’s mouth and shooting his load inside my waiting mouth. He then pointed his cock at Vimal and shot the rest of his load inside her mouth. Once Vijay was done, Vimal and I kissed each other, sharing our respective shares of semen.But the best cum shot in the video by far was this one. I was lying on my back as Vijay’s cock fucked my boobs. Vijay had earlier placed his cock in my cleavage and I had pushed my boobs together to snuggly fit his cock. Vijay was rocking back and forth rapidly, twisting and pulling my nipples. I had lowered my head such that Vijay’s cock went inside my mouth with his each forward thrust. Vijay grunted and moaned loudly as his cock spurt thick ropes of semen in my mouth and face; some even falling on my hair.With that last scene, the video ended.”Wowww..that was amazing…when did you compile this video?” I asked, breathing heavily. I was extremely turned on and wanted to have sex then and there.”Wait…there is more.” Vimal said as she clicked on another file.The file was a slideshow of the pictures of us having sex. First few photos were of me posing in skimpy clothes, lingerie and bikinis and with each successive photo a piece of cloth went missing off my body. There were stills from our sex sessions; some from the video compilation, some from other times like when Vijay and I had sex in his car. Some photos were also taken as I took a shower after sex. The slide also included photos taken by Vimal on our first night together.”Well…I can see you liked it…” Vimal said, smiling mischievously.”I loved it…but one thing was missing in the video…” I replied.”What is that?” She asked.”A scene of just the two of us.” I replied as I placed my hand on her thigh.”That sounds wonderful. We have the time, tools and talent to do that. Let’s give Vijay a surprise tonight.” She said.”Yeaaah..” I replied.”Let me get the camera…” Vimal said as she stood up and hurriedly walked to the cupboard.”Let me get out of my clothes….” I replied as I stood up and started unbuttoning my shirt. The End.

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My life with Paralyzed Husband–2Swati was feeling so bad since she allowed a complete stranger to touch her private parts. She took bath and came out. She was looking depressed. Anshul asked her what is the matter. She just replied that she is not feeling well. She continued on her house chores.Jayraj was feeling extremely horny. He wanted more of Swati. He couldnt take her out of his mind. He wanted to do that same stuff again and again with Swati. He still felt her soft arms full of bangles circling around his neck. Her soft skin just above her fully grown breasts where he had put his rough mouth full of moustaches. The way he held his strong hands on her petite waist. He quickly went to his house, went into the bathroom and masturbated thinking of Swati.Swati, from then on started ignoring Jayraj totally. Whenever she used to accompany Sonia to school, she covered herself properly. Never used to look towards Jayraj. Jayraj used to greet her couple of times, but she just chose not to hear. She thought that was the first and last time she did anything of that sort. She can still manage to earn money in some other way.*Jayraj was getting frustrated. He couldn’t concentrate on his work a bit. At the age of 45 when all other men start loosing their errections, he seemed to getting it back. After his divorce he used to go to many prostitutes, but he never enjoyed as much as he did with Swati that day. He was getting restless. Her soft breasts and light brown nipples which were jumping in front of his face while he was giving her the thrusts were driving him mad. He was 45, strong well built, wealthy, with a good future prospect in politics. She was 25, very beautiful, petite, homely mother of two k**s and wife of a paralysed man with almost no money. Their was no match between them. Jayraj knew she was a very easy target with her husband in this position. He wanted to eat her fleshy body.Swati meanwhile became more busy in her household work. Morning 6 to Night 10 she was just looking after her husband and k**s. She stopped taking care of herself. Her financialy condition was worsening. She desperately wanted a job. She started searching in newspapers.*One day, she saw an ad for a job opening. It was some kind of back office job in a company which didnt need high qualifications. It was a walk-in. But it was bit far. It would take her about 1 hour to reach there. But she discussed it with Anshul and thought of atleast giving a try. The next day, she made Sonia took a off from her school. She asked the neighbour aunty who was a very nice and helpful woman to look after Sonia and her 3 month old baby. She gave her the milk in a bottle and asked her to feed her whenever she cried. She was unhappy to leave her k**s but she didnt have any other choice. She left for the interview about 7 in the morning. She took a bus, then a local train, and then again a bus and then walked some distance to the office. She reached there. There were several rounds of interviews and lots of people already waiting. There were about 100 people for the post of just 2. Needless to say, Swati got rejected due to her being a mother of 2 and one small baby as this job required lots of time to be given in the office. Dejected, it was almost 8 PM when she started leaving for her home. She was feeling very heavy. She started walking to the bus stand and suddenly it started raining heavily. She didnt have any umbrealla with her and she became totally drenched in rain. She used to live in Virar, and it was very far from that place. The constant rain caused waterlogs and the buses were full. She was not able to catch a single bus. Completely wet, she was standing on the bus stop. Suddenly a black sedan came and stopped in front of the bus stop. The windows were fully black filmed and it stopped in front of her. One of the window came down and she saw Jayraj sitting in the driver’s seat! He waved her to come and sit. Swati looked in another direction. Jayraj stepped out of the car and came to Swati.Jayraj: Swati ji,, baith jaiye.. is barish me kaha bus aur train me baithengi..Swati: ji mai chali jaungi..Jayraj: please.. mai insist karta hu.. aapke bache ghar pe hain.. wo intezar kar rahe honge.. car se jayenge to jaldi pahuch jayenge..Swati thought for a moment for her k**s and reluctantly started walking towards the car.Jayraj opened the car door and she sat inside. Jayraj started driving the car. He looked at Swati who was completely drenched and her wet saree was clugging her body. He could see her stomach and navel clearly. Her breasts were so inviting he thought. Her hairs and lips wet with water. He somehow controlled himself as he was starting to get an errection.Jayraj: aap yaha kaise?Swati: Interview ke lie.Jayraj: Ohh… job mila?Swati? NahiJayraj: Koi bat nahi..Swati: Ye apki car he?*Jayraj: ji.. bahut kam chalata hu.. jab Mumbai ana hota he.. tabhi nikalta hu..Swati: achaJayraj: Aap kuch chai wagera lengi? Mai rok deta hu..Swati: ji nahi.. ghar pahuchna he..Jayraj: Ji bilkul.. bas ye check naka cross karlenge fir rasta khali hi milega..After about 1 hours drive, they crossed the check naka.. from check naka to Virar there is a stretch of 30 kilomteres of highway with very less traffic in night. There are small jungles here and there.Jayraj: Swati, tumko ab paiso ki jarurat nahi? tumko jarurat hogi to mujhe bata dena. (He started calling her by ‘tum’)Swati kept quiet.Jayraj: dekhiye mai tumhari madad karna chahta hu.. islie keh raha hu..Swati: Jayraj ji, mai Anshul se bahut pyar karti hu.. mai wo sab nahi kar paungi..Jayraj: arre Swati mai to aise hi keh raha hu..tum to mujhe galat samjh rahi ho..Jayraj: Acha yaha se ek short cut he.. mai wahi se le leta hu.. tum ghar jaldi pauch jaogiSwati: ji thik he.. rasta safe to he na..Jayraj: ha bilkul safe he..He took a very lonely road and it was almost 10 PM. After driving for about 5 kms, the car started wobling and came to a sudden hault. Jayraj stepped down and two of his tyres got punctured.*Jayraj: Swati, tyre puncture.Swati: Kya? Ab kya hoga?Jayraj: mere pas ek stepny he, but fir bhi ek aur tyre puncture hoga. Yahan se ghar bhi dur he aur koi puncture wala dikh nahi raha..Mai ek admi ko phone kar deta hu.. wo kisi ko leke aa jayega.. itni barish he.. pata nahi kya hoga..*Swati felt scared. Although it was a genuine problem she was still scared of Jayraj.Jayraj called up his assistant and asked him to get one puncture wala. He gave him the directions.Jayraj: kisi ne kheel laga di he shayad. Swati tum ghar pe phone kar do.Swati quickly called Anshul and told him about the situation. Anshul was bit worried, but was relaxed that atleast Jayraj was with her.It was a lonely road, raining heavily and no person at sight. Jayraj entered the car.Jayraj: Swati tum chahto to peeche ki seat pe jake thoda rest kar sakti ho.Swati: Nahi thik he.Jayraj: Are koi bat nahi kar lo.. samne ki seat pe pair rakhne ki jagah nahi he na.. aur ye log kab ayenge pata nahi..islie keh raha hu..*Swati agreed and went to the back seat. Jayrah too followed her and both of them sat on the back seat.Jayraj started chatting with Swati, asking her questions about her likes, dislikes. Swati started answering, but she was in no mood of chatting. Her saree was still little wet. She had worn a pink saree with matching pink blouse. Her fair skin was looking attractive in that saree. Swati was feeling bit cold and started shivering.*Jayraj went a bit close to Swati and rubbed her hands. She shook off her hand.Jayraj: Swati, tumhe thand lag rahi he.. mere pas aa jao..Swati was tired after the whole day and a bit dizzy.*Swati: Jayraj ji.. please mere pas mat aaiye..Swati was having her periods and in such a situation its difficult for a woman to control herself. Jayraj could sense she is on her periods. He came closer. Swati inched towards the window. Jayraj swiftly put a hand around her smooth waist and pulled her close to him. Swati objected a bit but it was looking as if she was not in her senses after all the tiring day. Jayraj put both his hands around her waist carassing her open belly on the left side. Swati too put her hands on his shoulders. In such a moment, its really hard for a man and woman to control themselves. Jayraj was a real man unlike Anshul and Swati was the perfect woman for him. He hugged her closer. Her bossom touched his hot and warming chest. He kissed her ear.Swati: Jayraj ji,,, aaahhhhh… mai Anshul ki patni hu..Jayraj: Swati,, tum meri ho..Swati: mai aapki beti jaisi hu..Jayraj kept licking her ear lobes.Swati was getting tensed and closed her eyes the moment Jayraj slowly but steadily pulled her pink pallu to reveal her 8 inch of naked belly with the cute deep navel and big breasts in the tight blouse. Jayraj was considering himself so lucky.Swati: Jayraj ji koi dekh lega..Jayraj: Jaan,, darwaza lock kar dia he.. kach bhi kaale hain.. bahar barish ho rahi he.. koi nahi ayega yaha hume disturb karne..Jayraj put his hand on one of her breast over the blouse and squeezed it lightly.*Swati put her hands full of bangles around the strong man’s neck and that made Jayraj move closer to Swati’s face. He could feel her red lips just inches away. He knew if he didn’t kiss them now, he won’t be able to ever. He put his rough lips on her soft juicy red lips. The lips melted instantly into each other and Swati again closed her eyes. Jayraj pulled Swati on her lap widening his both legs and making space for her to sit in between. Swati was still holding him with her arms around his neck. Jayraj started kissing her deeply. Their lips met wildly. Jayraj kept pressing Swati’s breasts while kissing her madly. Jayraj left her breast and started rubbing his black palm on her fair smooth stomach, touching every inch of her belly. He inserted his finger inside her deep navel. Swati shuddered. They stopped kissing and Jayraj put his mouth on her neck and licked it with his tongue. He kept fingering her navel. Jayraj quickly repositined Swati on the back seat and made her lie on the seat. He somehow managed to lie on top of her and started kissing her again. He wanted to kiss that navel but was not able to due the the less space and his body built. He came down from the seat near the leg space and put his lips on her white belly. He put his tongue inside her navel and wiggled it. Swati went mad and both her hands went to his hairs clutching them. One of her legs went up and her ankle rested near the other knee. She was looking so beautiful in her petticoat and blouse. Jayraj kept licking her navel tonguing every part of that deep dark navel. After he was content, he came up and started pressing both her breasts hard over the blouse making Swati moan. He kept pressing her full breasts and started unbuttoning them quickly, within no time her blouse was off her. He removed her straps from her shoulder pushing them aside and kissing her cleavage.Swati: aaaahhhh.. Jayraj ji… ye thik nahi he…Jayraj was getting mad with lust. He pushed alsancak escort her saree and petticoat to her knee and quickly put his hand inside and touched her panty. He was shocked to see it was so wet and hot. He was about to unclasp her bra when he heard a knock on the door.*Jayraj heard the knock, but he kept licking Swati’s cleavage. He knew he probably won’t be able to get Swati in this situation ever. Swati was feeling d**gged. He ran his tongue on her cleavage line when there was another knock and this time it was loud. Swati heard it clearly. She moved at once totally shocked. She was coming back to her senses. Jayraj held her waist trying to get hold of the few remaining seconds. Swati made no mistake and immediately sat up. She pushed Jayraj with her hands. Jayraj looked at her helplessly. She quickly adjusted her bra and wore her blouse. She was thinking to herself – Swati, ye kya kar rahi thi tu? Itna bada paap? Jayraj’s penis went limp. It was hanging in full view of Swati, Swati was feeling disgusting in such a cheap situation. There was another knock and Jayraj quickly put on his pants and shirts obviously frustrated with the sudden turn of events. He opened the door. Found his assistant and the mechanic outside waiting. He instructed Swati to remain inside. His assistant could make out what was happening but kept quiet. The mechanic quickly inspected and saw there were 2 punctures, so he said they would have to leave the car here and come back again with the tyres being repaired. The mechanic replaced one stepny and took one tyre with him in his car. Jayraj and Swati went into the car so that they can reach home. His assistant stayed back to look after Jayraj’s car. Swati made sure no one could see her face. Swati didn’t even look at Jayraj all the way home. Jayraj wanted to say something, strike a converstation but Swati ignored him completely. They reached home in 20 minutes. Swati rushed to her apartment. All Jayraj could see was her full hips swaying as she ran. He couldn’t help put his hands on his crotch. The mechanic noticed that and smiled. Jayraj asked him to start and drop him home.Swati entered the flat and the first thing she did was feed her k**. Sonia had slept long back. Thanks to the neighbour who took care of her. After taking bath, Swati went to Anshul.Anshul: Swati, tum thik ho?Swati: Haa. bahut tired hu.Anshul: Chalo acha he Jayraj ji the.*Swati: Hmm.Swati hugged Anshul and tried to kiss him on his lips. Anshul gave a weak kiss. Swati moved a bit up and purposefully brushed her breasts on his mouth. She expected him to put his mouth on her breast. But Anshul didn’t do anything. He didn’t even kiss her there. Swati couldnt help compare him with Jayraj and she felt bad on herself. How could she compare Anshul and Jayraj? Anshul was her husband and Jayraj was just a local goon. Swati put her hands on her chest and kissed Anshul. Anshul just lay still, somewhat uninterested. After sometime, Swati put her hands on Anshul’s crotch but was surprised to see it as limp as a baby’s penis.Anshul: Kya hua? Sona nahi he?Swati: Hmm.. tum so jao.. mai Sonia ke pas jake soti hu.Anshul: Good night.Swati: Good night.Swati left the room totally dejected and aware of the fact that Anshul can’t have sex anymore. But why is that bothering her? She thought to herself. Her focus has to be bringing up the k**s and curing Anshul. After Anshul is cured her life would be back as it was. Happy. But she had doubts on it. Worried and tired by the incidents, she felt asleep soon.Next day morning as usual Swati dropped Sonia to her school. Jayraj was waiting for her.*Jayraj: Namaste Swati.Swati ignored his greetings.Jayraj: Sorry kal ke lie. Tyre puncture ho gaya aap late ho gayi.Swati: koi baat nahi.Jayraj: Aap naraz he kya mujhse?Swati: Ji nahi.. mujhe jana he..kaam he bahut..She started walking fast and left him there.Jayraj: Kya yar, ye to hath hi nahi aayegi lagta he.Swati went to her apartment and found her flat owner standing outside.Gupta: Namaste Swati ji.Swati: Namaste Gupta ji. Aaiye andar.They entered the flat.Gupta: Anshul kaisa he?Swati: Thik hain.. waise hi hain.Gupta: hmm.. dekhiye Swati ji,, mujhe pata hai ki aap log bahut mushkil me hain.. but pichle 2 mahine se mera kiraya nahi aya.Swati: mai koshish kar rahi hu Gupta ji, please thoda time dijiye.Gupta: dekho, mere pas 2 customer already hain. Mujhe bhi paiso ki jarurat he.. Mai 2 mahine ka kiraya to nahi mangunga, *but ye flat khali kardo aap.Swati: Ye kya bol rahe hain? Hum kaha jayenge?Gupta: Swati ji mai chahta hu madad karna.. but mushkil he.. mujhe 2-3 din me ye ghar kisi ko kiraye pe dena he.. mai aap log ki situation dekhke hi 2 mahine ka kiraya maaf kar dia hu.. isse jyada mai kuch madad nahi kar paunga.Swati: please Gupta ji.. aisa mat kijiye..Gupta: mai chalta hu.. aap apna packing kar lijiye.. mai parso aa jaunga…Gupta left her flat. Swati started crying. She discussed it with Anshul and now Anshul was worried.*Anshul: kya hoga Swati? Ab kaha jayenge?Swati: pata nahi.. sach me.. mera dimag kaam nahi kar raha..Suddenly the door bell rang. Swati went to open the door. Jayraj was standing and was looking straight at Swati. Swati covered herself properly in saree.Jayraj: Andar aa sakta hu?Swati: kuch kam tha?Jayraj: Ha.. Anshul se bat karni thi.Jayraj stared at her body and Swati felt comfortable. Swati let him in and left to the kitchen.Jayraj went to Anshul’s room.Jayraj: Anshul kaise ho?Anshul: Bas thik hu Jayraj ji. Thanks us din ke lie, aapne Swati ko ghar pahucha dia.Jayraj: Are koi bat nahi.. waise kuch pareshan dikh rahe ho?Anshul: ji, nahi to?Jayraj: Gupta ji aye the?Anshul kept quiet.Jayraj: mujhe niche mile the.. sab kuch pata pada.. kya socha fir tumne? kya karne wale ho?Anshul: pata nahi Jayraj ji..sari savings meri medicals kharche pe chale gayeJayraj: Tum log to ache log ho Anshul ji.. agar tum chaho to ek madad kar sakta hu?Anshul: wo kya?Jayraj: Mai 2 BHK me rehta hu.. akela rehta hu.. agar chaho to jab tak tum logo ka kuch arrangment nahi ho jata to mere yaha reh sakte ho..Anshul: Are ye aap kya keh rahe hain? Hum aap par itni badi musibat nahi banna chahte..Jayraj: Are kya bat kar rahe ho Anshul? Isme musibat kya? Mujhe acha lagega.. dono bache ghar me rahenge mera bhi man laga rahega.. akele rehne me kya maza ata he? Khana bhi bahar khana padta he.. Swati ke hath ka khana bhi to milega?Anshul: Lekin fir bhi.. ye to aap ka badappan he..Jayraj: Tum Swati se bat karlo..*Anshul calls Swati. Swati comes quickly.Anshul tells her the entire thing.*Swati: ye aap kya keh rahe hain? Aise kaise ho sakta he?Anshul: ab aur kya option he.. mai to Jayraj ji ko mana kar hi raha hu.. but wo bahut insist kar rahe hainSwati knows why Jayraj wants them in their house. So that he can be more close to her.Swati: Jayraj ji.. thanks but ye hum nahi kar sakte.Jayraj: Sochlo Swati, fir kaha jaoge?Swati: wo hum dekh lenge.Anshul: Swati ek bar soch ke dekho.Swati: please Anshul, kuch na kuch arrangement ho jayega.Jayraj: Chalo koi bat nahi.. Anshul mai chalta hu..Anshul: Sorry Jayraj ji..*Jayraj: are sorry kis bat ki.. jab Swati ne mana kar dia to fir bat khatam.2 days passed by quickly. The flat owner was supposed to come today to vacate them.Anshul: Swati? Ab kya? tumhari zidd ke karan Jayraj ji naraz ho gaye. Aaj ghar khali bhi karna he.Swati: To mai kya karu? Us goonde ke ghar jake rahoge?Anshul: Swati wo gunda nahi he? MLA banne wala he yaha ka.Swati: To?*Anshul: tumhare pas koi aur jagah he? Tum batao?Swati: Nahi.Anshul: To mai Jayraj ji ko fir se request karta hu.Swati: Jo karna he karo. Mai unse bat nahi karne wali.Anshul: Are tumhe kisne kaha? Mai bat kar leta hu.Swati knew she didn’t have any other option. She had to agree to this evil plan of Jayraj.Anshul called up Jayraj and told him they were willing to shift into his house.Jayraj was the most happiest person in the world. He quickly called up his assistant and made all the arrangement for the shifting. The shifting was pretty swift as they didnt have any furniture. By afternoon they all shifted into Jayraj’s house. Swati never looked or spoke to Jayraj all this time. The house was full with Sonia running here and there. Anshul was placed on a bed temporarily. Swati prepared the lunch and they all had it together. All this time Jayraj never left any chance of peeping into Swati’s body. Her saree’s left side view of the breasts when her pallu went slighted disoriented was the most beautiful sight for Jayraj. Jayraj was just licking his lips. He wanted to see her navel, but Swati didn’t give him a chance. Time went by and came night. They had dinner and they were getting ready for the bed.*Jayraj had two bedrooms. One of it was bit small where there was one 6×4 single diwan. That room and bed was given to Anshul. The other was the bedroom where Jayraj used to sleep. It had a big king sized bed.Jayraj: Anshul, tum yaha comfortable ho?Anshul: Bilkul. Thanks Jayraj ji. Itna to koi apni family ke lie bhi nahi karta.Jayraj: Are bas karo.Swati: Mai yaha neeche so jati hu, Sonia ke sath.Jayraj: Are yaha kyu? Tum us bedroom me so jao. Waha AC he.Anshul: Are ha.. tum waha so jao.. mai yaha thik hu..Swati looked at both puzzled.Jayraj: Mai bahar drawing room me so jaunga.Anshul: Are ye aap kya keh rahe hain? Aap drawing room me? Aap ke hi ghar me?Jayraj: Are to kya hua..Anshul: Are nahi.. aisa kaise ho sakta he..Aap waha nahi so sakte..Swati: mai keh to rahi hu.. mai yaha *so jaungi..Jayraj: Are tum andar bedroom me so jao.. Sonia aur choti beti ke sath. Bed to bada he..Anshul: Are Swati agar bed bada he to thik he na.. Sonia tum aur Jayraji bed pe so jao.. Sonia to beech me so jayegi. Aur pinky to paalne me so jayegi.Swati: Anshul tum kya bol rahe ho?Anshul: To kya Jayraj ji ko sofe pe sona hoga?Jayraj: Are mai neeche so jaunga bas?Swati: koi bat nahi.. Sonia beech me so jayegi..*Jayraj was happy with the arrangement.They all left Anshul after bidding him good night.Swati slept on the extreme corner towards the wall. Then slept Sonia. Then Jayraj on the other end.*Around 1 AM, Jayraj woke up. He saw everyone is sleeping. He went out, to the kitchen. Took a bottle of whiskey. Drank two large pegs. Some mouth freshner. He came in the bedroom. Locked it from inside. He picked up Sonia and made her sleep on his position. He quickly went into the middle and went close to Swati. Swati was still asleep. He wrapped his arms around her naked belly softly. The moonlight on her fair belly made it shine. He rubbed his nose slowly on her back above her deep cut blouse. Swati moved a bit. Jayraj moved closer till his groin touched her round hips over the saree. Swati opened her eyes and felt his hands rubbing her stomach. She turned quickly.Swati: Jayraj ji??? ye aap kya kar rahe hain?Jayraj: please Swati.. I love you.. tumhe pata to he..Swati: please chodiye mujhe..*Jayraj: Aawaz mat karo.. Sonia jaag jayegi..Swati: please Jayraj ji.. ye galat he..Jayraj: maine escort alsancak tumhari itni madad ki.. kya tum itna nahi kar sakti mere lie?Swati: Aap jo kahenge mai karungi… but ye nahi..Jayraj: Mujhe to bas yehi chaie..*He kept rubbing her belly and pushing more into her groin.Swati was angry and sat up. Jayraj pulled her down.Jayraj: Please mera sath de do..Swati: Kyu aap aisa kar rahe hai mere sath? Maine kya bigada he apka?Jayraj: tumhe jab se dekha he..neend nahi aati..Swati: mai ye nahi kar sakti.. meri betiyan yaha so rahi he.. mera pati dusre kamre me hain..Jayraj: darwaja lock kar dia he.. waise bhi wo uth nahi sakta..They were talking in whispers. Jayraj quickly pulled the blanket on top of both of them. Swati turned away towards the wall. Jayraj started kissing her neck softly and putting her finger inside her petticoat to find the navel and finger it.Swati: aap jo kahenge mar karungi.. bas ye mat kijiye mere sath.. mai ache ghar se hu.. shadi shuda hu..Jayraj: tabhi to tum mujhe pasand aayi.. mai hamesha tumhara khyal rakhunga..Swati: ye to paap he…Jayraj: kuch paap nahi he..Jayraj pulled the blanket up and they both were in one pillow. He placed his one hand on her soft breast and squeezed it hard making Swati moan.Swati: Aaaahhhhh… to islie aap hume yaha laye the.?Jayraj positioned himself on top of Swati putting his entire body weight on her soft body. He looked into her eyes.*Jayraj: to tumhe kya lagta he?Swati: ye paap mujhse mat karvaiye..Jayraj: ye pyar he..Both looked into each other’s eyes. Swati looked at Sonia once. She was deep asleep. Their lips met as softly as every. Jayraj kissed her soft lips entirely. He made her wiggle under him. The wet sloppy noises of two lips kissing was coming out. The kiss soon turned into a smooch. Their tongues met. Swati’s eyes were closed. Jayraj’s hands were on her blouse. Pumping them harder. What soft pairs of breasts he kept thinking. The kiss was becoming wilder. The room was dark. The AC was on. Two k**s were sleeping. One couple was making love.Swati thought to herself. She can’t let this happen. She won’t allow this huge gunda to penetrate her.Jayraj was determinged to penetrate her tonight. At any cost. He left the kiss and put his big mouth on her blouse and bit it hard. Swati let a womanly moan. She put both her hands around him. He started sucking her breast over the blouse.*Swati: AAAAaaaaahhhhhh….His other hand was still pressing her other breast and also now tried to unbutton her blouse. He started pushing his groin into her triangle.*Swati was loosing control. Jayraj was gaining the control of the situation. A 25 year old married woman with a 45 year old single local rogue. There were moans and grunts as their bodies melted with each other.Jayraj licked her cleavage wildly as the skin was very very soft. He felt Swati’s flesh was very unlike any other woman he had been with. She was very soft and fleshy. And that’s why he loved kissing her. Swati kept resisting as much as she could. After all she was just a small petite woman beneath a huge monster man. They were covered under the thick blanket. Jayraj’s pelvic thrusts were increasing. He just wanted to penetrate her.*Swati: Aahhh… Jayraj ji.. please chhodiye..*Jayraj: Pagal ho kya..? Aaj tumhe nahi jane de sakta..He kept kissing and licking her neck. He put his hands on her saree and pulled it to loosen it from her waist. Swati kept pushing him by applying pressure from her legs. She didn’t want Jayraj at all. She did have a surprising feeling when he kissed her, but she just couldn’t let this happen. Jayraj’s hands were roaming on her breasts. He wanted to tear the blouse as he was not able to unbutton them easily. One or two buttons had just come out due to the rough handling of Jayraj. Jayraj moved up and started kissing her lips. Swati moved her face left and right to avoid falling in the trap. Jayraj was kissing whatever part was available. Her cheeks, her ears. He was forceful. Due to the wild love making, the blanket had gone down and Jayraj lay topless above Swati with her Saree almost untied. With one hand he was pressing her breast, with the other he was pulling her saree upside. He had brought it to her thighs. Swati was kicking him with her legs. He started untying his pyajama knot. He had folded Swati’s knees slightly and was trying to position him between her legs by trying to widen her legs as much as he could. It didn’t seem as easy as it would for Jayraj. He was now not bothered about opening her blouse. He just wanted to enter her once. Suddenly Sonia moved in her sleep and started calling Swati. Swati heard her and tried to push Jayraj. He didn’t move an inch.Sonia was waking up due to the commotion. Swati could not let her see in this position with Jayraj. She begged Jayraj to move. Jayraj said he wouldn’t. He wanted her at any cost. He took out his throbbing penis. Swati saw it. It was a monster. It was 8 inches long, about 3 inches wide, it had big protruding nerves all over, black in colour and looking hot like an iron rod. He started rubbing it on her soft white thighs. It seemed so hot to Swati. Swati almost started crying due to her situation which seemed nothing less than a ****. Where would she go if this happens. Due to the rubbing, it became more hard and start releasing the precum on her soft fleshy thighs. But Jayraj still couldn’t go further due to the saree in such a position. He kept pushing himself more between her legs so that her saree moves up.Sonia started slowly opening her eyes. Swati gathered all the energy she had and gave one final push to Jayraj. This time she made no mistake. Jayraj flung to the side of Swati. Swati acted quickly and immediately stood and adjusted her saree and pallu. Jayraj didn’t bother to run after her anymore. He was simply looking at her with lustful red eyes and his cock was going limp. Swati went to Sonia and slowly let her back to sleep.Swati: Jayraj ji, bas kijiye.. ye kya haivaniyat kar rahe the aap.Jayraj realised he probably went too far in his handling of this innocent beauty.*Jayraj hung his head. Jayraj: Mai kya karta.. Tum itni khoobsurat ho.. mujhse raha nahi jata Swati.Swati: please.. ye sab baate band kijiye.. mai aapse bahut choti hu.. aap Anshul ko beta keh ker bulate hain..Swati was panting heavily. Jayraj asked her to calm down. He gave her a glass of water. Swati had that glass and realised probably Jayraj was back to his senses now.Jayraj: Swati aa jao.. yaha so jao.. nahi to Sonia jaag jayegi..Swati: Nahi.. mai waha nahi so rahi..Jayraj: Thik he.. mai us side so jata hu.. 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She went to Anshul to check on him.Anshul: Are darwaza kyu band tha?Swati: mmm.. are wo rat ko bahar se bahut awaz aa rahi thi.. Sonia so nahi pa rahi thi islie..Anshul: Aawaz? Kaisi aawaz mujhe to nahi aayi..Swati: are choddo… mai nashta banane ja rahi hu.. neend hui? Aaj doctor aane wale hain tumhare checkup ke lie..Anshul: Haan.. aur Jayraj ji ko koi takleef to nahi hui?Swati kept wondering who gave takleef to whom.Swati: Nahi.. wo thik se soye..She went into kitchen to prepare Sonia’s tiffin for school. Suddenly two hands grabbed her waist from behind.*Jayraj: Good morning!She turned to see the towering Jayraj behind her, rubbing his groin on her hips. She went out of his hands and stood at a distance. Jayraj could see Swati’s breasts heaving up and down due to her heavy breathing.Jayraj: I love you Swati.Swati: mujhe kaam karne dijiye..Jayraj: Kalke lie sorry.. but iska matlab ye nahi ki mai tumhe aise hi jane dunga..Swati became tensed.Jayraj: Tumhe nahi pata tum kya ho.. ye sab tumhara he.. tum jaisa chaho waisa reh sakti ho.. tum jo chaho khareed sakti ho..*Swati: aap ka dimag thik he na? I don’t like you.. love to door ki baat he..Jayraj went close to her, kneeled in front of her, pulled her by the waist, pushed her pallu a bit and kissed her navel lightly.*Jayraj: Aaj is ched pe kiss kia he.. wo din door nahi jab iske aas paas kisi aur ched pe kiss karunga..Swati: Chee… mujhe nahi pata tha aap itne gire hue hain..Jayraj: tumhe pata nahi ki mai kya hu.. mai abhi tak bahut shareed bana hua hu..*Swati: aapki sharafat kal rat ko maine dekhli..Jayraj: jo bhi he.. mujhe bahar jana he.. mera nashta bana do..Swati: mai aapki patni nahi hu.. jo aise order leti rahuJayraj: ban jaogi to le logi na? (he grinned)Jayraj: daro mat.. mai utna bura bhi nahi hu.. shadi karke sukhi rakhunga..Swati: aapke badtamizi ka jawab nahi.. ek aurat ko akela paake ye sab kar rahe hain.. aaj Anshul thik hota na..Jayraj: Anshul? hahaha… use dekha he tumne? Aaj agar wo thik bhi hota na.. to bhi mai use aise hi utha ke gira deta..*Swati knew what he said was true. He was double strong than Anshul even during his fitter times. He had an almost double sized organ than Anshul which looked healthy and fertile. Partly she pushed him because of the huge size. Swati was so small.*Swati asked him to leave.Jayraj: mai nahane ja raha hu.. aa jau to mera nashta tayyar rakhna.. mujhe nikalna he.. tumhare pati ki tarah nikamma nahi hu..Swati: unki halat pe hasiye mat..Jayraj: uske haath to thik hai.. ghar se koi kaam kyu nahi karta.. aajkal internet pe kitne kaam hain.. use ab aaram hi karna he.. tumse kam karvana he.. kisi khuddar pati ki patni kehlane me jo sukh he.. wo Anshul se nahi milega tumhe..Swati felt the punch again. He was right the second time. But she couldn’t take on these statements about her husband.Jayraj: uska doctor aaj ayega.. jo bhi fees he.. wo mai de dunga.. drawer me kuch paise rakhe hain tumhare lie.. le lena..Swati kept her head low.Jayraj went close to her, lifted her chin slowly. Their eyes met.*Jayraj: Sorry itni harsh baat karne ke lie.. tumhare lie mai kuch bhi kar sakta hu..Swati: Aaj Anshul ke lie Wheel chair ki vyavastha ho sakti he.. uske lie kuch paise lagenge..Jayraj: Anshul, wheelchair?*Swati: Haa..Jayraj: to fir to wo kabhi bhi rat ko hum dono ko aake dekh sakta he.. agar use shak hua to.. (he smiled evil-ly)Swati kept quiet.Jayraj: Mai alsancak escort bayan kuch aur paise rakh dunga drawer me.. jarurat pade to le lena.. ek kiss to dedo..Swati gets angry: iska matlab ye nahi ki mai ye sab allow kar du..Jayraj: Tum nahi sudhrogi.. chalo mera nashta banao.. mai chalta hu nahane..*Nothing much happend after that. Jayraj took his bath, had his breakfast and left. Swati also dropped Sonia to school and came back. She fed her little baby, gave food to Anshul and was sitting in the bedroom and wondering what was in store for her in the future. What Jayraj did was definitely not correct. She hated him for that. But on the other hand he was helping them so much. Taking care of their financial needs. Shouldn’t she be little more attentive towards him? But she is married and her husband is living in the other room. Jayraj is so more aged than her. Jayraj definitely is looking for some pleasure but she can’t allow him. She will speak to him to give her some job so that she can repay him. Definitely not in the manner he wants. Swati went to sleep in all these thoughts. Afternoon Anshul’s doctor came and did a checkup. He seemed better than before, and he recommended a wheel chair for him but still have to be very careful with it. Anshul and Swati were very happy with this improvement. Swati immediately took out the money that Jayraj had left and gave it to the doctor. He said he would get the wheelchair delivered to their home by evening. Happily Swati and Anshul took their lunch. The day went by uneventful. In the evening Anshul’s wheelchair came and Swati helped him to get on it. It was bit difficult initially but he was slowly getting a hold of it. He was very thankful to Jayraj for lending them this helping hand in these tough times. Little did he know what was going on between him and his wife.Evening, just before dinner, Jayraj came home. He spoke to Anshul and checked the wheelchair. He wished him good luck. He didnt speak to him much but was more interested in speaking to his wife. Swati behaved properly with him as she was in a good mood. Swati wanted to ask Jayraj about a job. When Swati was in kitchen wearing a red saree and black blouse, Jayraj came and stood behind her. He saw her shapely protruding hips and got an instant errection. She was preparing food and he could see her stomach from one side of her saree. The folds on her belly made her more erotic. He couldn’t help himself without touching her. But he was aware he couldn’t use any force on her. He went close to her and put both his hands on her waist and stood at a distance making sure his penis doesn’t touch her hips. Swati realised Jayraj was there as she felt his rough hands on her waist. He started rubbing his hands slowly on her waist. Swati didn’t want to make a scene and so she slowly moved out of his reach and turned towards him. Swati: Jayraj ji,, aap mere lie ek job dhund dijiye.Jayraj: Tum job karke kya karogi?Swati: Aapne jo itni madad ki he.. usko mai chukana chahti hu..Jayraj: Job mai dekhta hu.. mushkil he thoda.. bahut travel karna pad sakta he.. aur fir tumhare 2 bache bhi to hain..Swati: mai koshish karungi.. nahi to aapke paise kaise chuka paungi..Jayraj: wo to tum chuka sakti ho.. Swati understood what he meant. She chose not to answer. Jayraj thought best not to proceed further.Jayraj: dekho.. job to mushkil he.. mai try karta hu.. but yehi samjho ki nahi hoga..Jayraj: Kya banaya he khane me?Swati: Daal, sabji, roti.Jayraj: Mutton nahi banaya?Swati: Non Veg to hum khate nahi.Jayraj: Mai to khata hu.. tum bana sakti ho?Swati: Maine kabhi banaya nahi..Jayraj: Thik he.. aaj chhod do.. fir kabhi bana dena.. chalo ab khana laga do.. mujhe bahut bhook lagi he..They had dinner. Jayraj went out for smoke. Swati put Anshul to sleep and took Sonia with her. She fed her baby, put Sonia to sleep. She started changing her saree. Jayraj entered the room right at that moment. He saw Swati in black blouse and red petticoat. He could see her deep dark round navel. Her breasts were perfect. The cleavage formed was a thick line. Swati saw* Jayraj staring at her body. She quickly started wrapping the saree as she got embarassed. Jayraj moved towards her slowly and held her hand. They both looked into each other’s eyes. Jayraj was smelling of whiskey and cigrette. He held Swati by her waist, didn’t let her wear the saree and pulled her close. Her breasts crushed into his chest. That was enough for Jayraj to get an errection. His errect penis started poking Swati on her area around the navel. Swati closed her eyes as Jayraj bent down to suck her lips. Swati moved her face. He picked up Swati and put her on the bed. He picked Sonia and put her to one side and himself rested near Swati. Swati faced away from Jayraj towards the wall. She was not as resisting as yesterday. Jayraj went close to her and pushed his groin on her thin petticoat over her hips. Swati moaned slightly as she felt his thick cock rubbing her hips. Jayraj opened his t-shirt and put one of his hand on her stomach and licked her back over the blouse. Swati felt a current running through her body. Jayraj wanted to put his hands on her blouse, but Swati resisted. He didnt want to do anything against her wish at the moment. He might loose the chance of whatever he was doing. He kept rubbing his legs over her legs. His hardened penis was now just below her hips between both her thighs. Swati could feel the length and thickness. He kept pushing it there as if he was doing intercouse. Swati: Kambal dhak dijiye na. Sonia dekh legiJayraj put the blanket and both of them got beneath it.Jayraj started kissing her neck. He knew Swati wanted the physical intimacy and considered himself lucky. He turned Swati towards him and with both his hands started pressing her breasts. He kept staring at her eyes while squeezing her big breasts full of milk. He had done that earlier too, but it seemed everything was happening for the first time. Swati couldnt meet his eyes and closed it as the inner feeling was too good for her. She had mixed feelings of guilt, embarassment and excitement when this old man was pressing her breasts and her husband was sleeping in another room. Jayraj put his lips on her red lips and started licking them. They were so tasty even though without any lipstick. She started respnding slowly. Her breath was getting heavy. Jayraj was forcing himself on her. She wrapped her bangled arms around his neck. He moved closer poking his penis on her groin. He left her breasts and put his hands on her soft hips. He squeezed them hard. He started licking her soft neck. Swati moaned loudly. He kept pressing her hips through her petticoat. She started getting moist below. Jayraj could feel the heaviness of the situation. He didnt want to rush though. He slowly started unbuttoning her black blouse. Swati meanwhile checked* on Sonia. She was asleep. Jayraj swiftly opened her blouse and without waiting wanted to unhook her bra. Swati wanted to stop him but she couldn’t. He was quite experienced and quickly unclasped her bra. He kissed her shoulders. And one by one slid down the bra from her shoulders. He saw her breasts pop out. He repositioned himself on top of her and pressed her naked soft breast slowly. He started pumping them. They kissed each other. He pushed his crotch into her groin. He was a huge heavy man. He couldnt control himself. He put one of his mouth on her soft breast. Swati gave out a cry. Her hands went to his head and started carassing her. He kept sucking it softly. He licked her nipple and started pressing the other breast. This happened for 10 minutes. He saw little bit of milk coming out. He gulped it thankfully. He licked her area between the two white globes. He held both her breasts and alternately sucked the breasts. There were noises like… ‘mmmmmmm’ ‘mmmmmmm’ in the room. The couple were in a world of their own. He took one hand and pulled her petticoat to her waist. He quickly grasped her ass from behind and started squeezing it. He opened his boxer and started to rub it on her panty.* He didnt want to wait.Swati realised it was going bit far.Swati: Jayraj ji…. aaaahhhh… basss… aabbbb aur nahi..Jayraj: Pleaseee Swati… ek baar…. bass… gh..ussa lene do na…Swati: Nahi Jayraj ji.. aur nahiiiii…Jayraj kept humping her.. kissing her… sucking her breast..Jayraj knew she would let him enter her. He kissed her stomach. Licked her navel. Swati started thrusting her hips into him. He held her by the waist. And started to dry hump her.They held each other in arms. Jayraj kept rubbing his penis on her panty wildly.. From the blanket only their hips were moving wildly. He took his hand and put one of his hand inside her panty. It was hot and very wet. His big finger went into her love hole instantly. Swati jumped in pain. His finger was huge. He started pushing it in-out fast. Swati dig her teeth in his shoulder. Jayraj kissed her lips and* put his tongue inside. He kept fingering her vagina. It was so soft. He couldnt control himself. He pulled his panty down. He spread her legs wide. Swati was too much excited to worry about it. She knew what was going to happen. She was letting it happen. Swati: Aahhh.. Jayraj ji… ye thik nahi he…Jayraj didnt have the time to answer. He rubbed his penis on her moist vagina hole. He kept it on her entry hole. It was rubbing her hole every milisecond. Swati was going mad with lust. She didnt try to stop this man who was trying to take her everything. He pushed his hips and his huge bulbuous penis head went in tearing her vagina entry. Swati’s eyes widened. She put her hands on his stomach trying to stop her. It was big, and thick. She was in pain. He didnt care anymore and gave another push. It was half the way in.Swati: aaaaahhhhhhhhhh…… nahiiiiii… nikaaaal lijiyeeee.. Jayraj jiiii…. pleaseee…Jayraj gave one final thrust and dig it deep. It almost touched her womb. He took it out slowly and gave one more push. Swati started crying in pain. He started moving his hips slowly now. He was fucking her! He was excited and his eyes were closed. He put his hands on her hands and pushed it on either side of her head. He started fucking her fast. He was going in and coming out with speed now. The bed was shaking. It was now easy for him to slide in and out as her vagina was fully moist. They were now moaning quite loudly. Enough for Anshul to hear in case he was awake. He started sucking her breasts. She put her legs on his waist. Her payal was making sweet noises. He rammed her wildly. This was the best fuck of her life. He was in top gear now. His speed was increasing with every thrust. They were moaning and grunting like a****ls. It went on for 15 minutes. Suddenly Jayraj’s face became tensed. He started releasing hot white thick liquid inside her vagina. It came in spells of 3 or 4. It was hot liquid and sticky. Swati felt it inside her. She held Jayraj close to her body. 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Janice saying it was a weekly affair, and on Jean`s request making a call to someone she called “tits!”Reluctantly her name was entered, for the auction by telephone on the following Monday night, before she entered Jean`s name Janice assuring ‘tits’ that Jean would be ready, and available and knew the score, then saying, ‘yes sir’, about five or six times, interspersed with ‘I understand,’ and ‘I know that`s.’ The whole time being most respectful throughout the conversation.She returned from the telephone in the hall, to the kitchen where they had sat silently listening to Janice`s side of the conversation throughout, saying “your booked in, and I`ve been instructed to explain what happens, and the dress code, etc.She explained to a pale Jean, the whole procedure, in very precise terms, which even turned Rob pale, it being so clinical.Janice said “big al” had sold her at this auction once, when he was ‘a bit short’ she had been shaved from the neck down, dressed in a basque, and a thin dress, which as the usher displayed her had been cut off her body, (so don’t expect it to come home in it, best carry a track suit, or at least I will, as I am your registered escort!” she paused, then added, “’Tits’, approved me for the job, which meant he wanted in reality to screw me while we are waiting, the little shit!” she looked distant probably wondering how she would tell “big al.”“I am to present you at 4pm, you will go under the hammer at seven, and I will collect you at seven on Tuesday, to fetch you home, they pay for the transport, as I guarantee you won`t be wanting to walk anywhere!” Jean shuddered, and she carried on to explain that “ ‘they’ will use one of the dungeons where we were last time, there`s three of them down there, they will supply water, but no food, and I have to ensure your bowels are empty, and that you have not eaten for three hours before your presented, to prevent you throwing up or whatever, with nerves, oh and you`re not to have taken any d**gs either, they need you to feel everything! Your to be dressed, clean, tidy, and wearing a security collar and wrist cuffs which will be clipped to the collar, with a clear label giving your lot number in black. When I hand you over” She paused, then said “there will be two of you, for auction the other girl will sadly be wearing a red label,” she didn’t enlighten them more, but they got from look on her face the fact red labels were very bad news.She in a near whisper said that “she and Tits will no doubt be able to see what`s happening to you, and the other girl on the monitor`s, it turns him on big time, as they film it all, and you get a free copy afterwards, they say to remind you of the ‘fun!’ you have had, most girls sell them to porn companies probably to forget, but it raises enough from it for a few fixes!”Jean excused herself to the toilet, and Rob asked if Janice still ‘had her film,’ she smiled and nodded, asking why, he said he wanted to understand, and she said on Monday she would “let him see it if he was keen, but not before Monday, as Jean didn’t need it upsetting her more, and he could watch it while they were gone!”Jean reappeared, and Janice soon left no doubt to go talk to “big al” and beg time off on Monday and Tuesday.Rob was soon off to work, his wife now alone spent another sleepless night tossing and turning with thoughts of what was to come.Rob returned from a long night and after a meal tried to persuade her to drop the whole idea, and together they would make a run for it, start again somewhere else, but she said, “it would be unfair on Janice, who had given her word she would be there, and no doubt would be placed in mortal danger if they didn’t show up” he suggested that they took her with them then, but she said “if Janice can`t shake big al on her own they would live forever in fear, and that would be awful!”.Realising her mind was made up and he was not going to win, they made love, silent but passionate and intense, exhaustion taking them both to sleep most of the day again he worked she fretted, sleeping fitfully, he returned as usual tired, they again made love, then slept entwined, her till mid-morning him till midday.The day being Sunday the streets quiet outside, and the mood indoors being one of dread and expectation, She had, by the time he awoke, cleaned the house, put clean bedclothes on the spare bed, saying she “may need to use it to recuperate,” laid out on it an old but tidy summer frock, flat court shoes and a red basque, put a supply of pain killers, and clean towels, dressings, antiseptic creams and the like, in the side locker, and generally readied the room to accept a patient, which clinically she mentally accepted that she would soon be.They bathed, and ate, Jean having little appetite, watched television in a ‘let`s pass the hours together by pretending to be interested in the program, so we don’t have to talk sort of way,’ Time passed slowly, at two Janice appeared, a bruised cheek said that “big al” had not been pleased at her request for time off. Quietly the women went about their tasks, Janice shaving Jean carefully, ensuring she had toileted herself, then helping her dress, it was all very clinical, Jean kissed Rob goodbye, he being close to tears as the women left, they walking steadily through the park, full of normality, k**s with divorced dads feeding the ducks, couples arm in arm, walking, women with prams, it was surreal, the usually bustling red light area, when they got to it was quiet, Sunday afternoon its only lull in trade, and arriving at the now familiar side door in the alley seemed like entering the pearly gates, just as the memorial clock struck four in a most, creepy welcome to hell style of greeting.On shaky legs she descended the stairs, hanging on her friends arm and she knew they had arrived…The sat in silence in the changing room waiting, moments passed, and a thin bearded man appeared, introducing himself as ‘tits’ he shook her hand nodding with approval at her dress, and looks, grinning at Janice, clutching at the track suit she was unwrapping from the carrier bag and hanging up on a peg. He handed her the collar and cuffs, saying “no need for that till I call you, and here`s the number”, a small but clear sign said lot 4, her questioning eyes were answered by him explaining that “on Mondays they auctioned a few women, but some would be taken away, some as she was, would be used here, and some, the red lots, would never leave, it was the way things happened here!” he wheeled round and hearing movement out on the stairs went off to meet and greet whoever it was, leaving Jean stunned and very quiet.They were soon joined by a sandy haired woman, with her husband, and a black girl, younger and tidy looking, with her pimp a hard looking black, with a glittering array of gold capped teeth.Both women looked apprehensive as did the final arrival a rather stunning hard-faced blonde of about 40, a tattoo of a dragon on her left arm and large rings in her nipples under the thin dress, though even she looked apprehensive, and was leant on the arm of a much younger man.They sat in silence, each appraising the others, like a dentists waiting room each wondering who would have the dreaded red gaziemir escort lot numbers.Time passed, the sound of feet on the stairs, muffled greetings, ‘tits’ voice ushering folk into some other room, a door clattering, time stood still.‘Tits’ reappeared, warily greeting the pimp as “Tony” issuing collars, and lot numbers face down to the escorts, suggesting toileting may be appropriate, pointing out the toilet door unnoticed till then to one side, then bustling away to greet still more footfalls on the stairs, leaving the victims with the escorts to do his bidding. Jean was soon up and using the toilet, not knowing how long she had sat, her legs stiff. Once returned Janice attached her collar silently and gently raising each hand to secur each wrist with care, Jean glad of her friends gentle touch, and silent support before adding her lot number. The other women where using the toilet, or being secured, though it was not registering with Jean`s brain at that moment, each in her basque covered by a pretty but expendable frock, each quiet and pensive.When she did look around the blonde was in the toilet, and the sandy one sat with lot 1 hung round her neck, the black girl tearful and quivering had a red lot number, a three, the black pimp telling her loudly, to “shut up bitch, you had caused it yourself, no one cheats on Tony!” the blonde returned, and the tearful black girl sat once more sobbing quietly.Tits came back quietly saying, that they were ready for lot 1, but before leading her away explaining to her and the blonde that they should understand they were being sold for the week, release would be here on Sunday morning next, and they would be going to undisclosed placings elsewhere, carers would be paid and advised of the return times. With that he took the arm of the sandy woman and swept out. They heard a faint cheer, then the door closing. Silence descended, then more cheering, finally the door crashing open, and the sound of feet on the stairs, the hubbub of chat, ‘tits’ appearing, pressing a package into the husbands hand saying she raised $19000, your free to leave, but collect her Sunday at one sharp. The husband smiled then scuttled away, as ‘tits’ with the blonde, set off to the other room.More or less the same scenario took place, doors applause, applause, then the door crashing open feet on the stairs, and tit`s reappearing, package in hand, saying to the youngster, “your mum says, if you spend a cent of the cash, your dead meat, she raised $22000, it`s here and you can go now. The lad with a grin shot up from his seat, took the package, and with ‘tits’ shouting after him “eight am on Sunday and don’t be late” he set off up the stairs.The coloured girl looked pensive, as he turned and took her by the elbow, nodding to Tony who smiled and said “bye-bye, bitch!” as she was swept away.By now Jeans butterflies were birds, her nerves strung to a tight wire-like tension. The big pimp turned shrugged and said that “the bitch had kept his money, this way he would get paid!” they did not answer him.A cheer next door told of the sale,A door clattered, then after a second, ‘tits’ reappeared package in hand, pushing it into the hand of the pimp, who by now was standing waiting to leave. $45,000 she raised, minus the disposal fee, $40,000. Grinning the giant was off up the stars like a bullet,Tits saying as he shook his head, that “she was a pretty little thing and it was waste of a pretty girl, but the folk next door were keen on making those sort of films, so she would be remembered even if it took a day or two for her end! He turned to Janice, “I`ll be back for you soon, let`s hope your friend raises the cash she needs…” he turned to Jean, “ready,” it was a question that mattered not what she said now, and really didn’t warrant an answer, as before she could say goodbye or see you soon, she was steered out of the changing room and into the green door opposite the door crashed familiarly closed, the assembled group of perhaps a dozen men all cheered as ‘Tits’ led her to the podium at the far end of the room, raising his hands for silence as he had her twirl for the men. He then began his spiel, announcing her as “lot4 a lady of ample proportions, for use over the next 24 hours, here in room 1 in any way the buyer feels appropriate, the resulting film to be copied for her personal use for reminiscent purposes, and the property of the buyer whoever he may be, to dispose of as he feels fit.”“Now gentlemen perhaps you would like a closer look at the goods…” with that he produced a knife and ran it down the laces of the basque. The red item fell away, a dozen pairs of eyes fell on her body, and ‘Tit`s’ grinning, began to take bids, jollying the bidders along with comments about her body, hefting a breast in his hand and crying “look at the soft whip-ability of these”, then turning her to allow her arse to be perused saying “it needed the cane if ever an arse did!” He held her with her back to the buyers, so far just a sea of faces Bids began fairly low $5000, 6, 7, 7½, 8, 8½ her eyes down cast, until she heard the magic 9, 9½, she knew the shark would be paid, her home was safe, Rob was safe, and they would have a nest egg if she could survive the next 24 hours… nothing much mattered now, the last bid was a sudden jump up to $15,000 dollars, once, twice, the hammer crashed down, ”SOLD!”. Tits collected the money, and she was led from the hall and pushed through the crowd out into the hallway, then in a whirl down the corridor into a blue door that led to the dungeon she had suffered in before.‘Tits’ attached the collar to the lift in the centre, flicked her nipples, smiled then whispered “enjoy!” as he left her incapable of movement, he with the bulging money package in hand, off to collect Janice.She stood for what seemed like a long time, before she heard the door open, till then not having been facing the crowd when the hammer fell, she had few ideas of the identity of her buyer!The lights went up a notch, and still with her head held back, unable to see the door, A soft menacing voice quietly said, “hallow Jean!” she instantly recognised it as her ex-boss, Dixie Dean who when she had left his employ, she had told to “go fuck himself!” his grasping old fingers having groped her backside once too often.He lived in the row of homes near the park, she knew that, she had seen him watching her a few times as she walked or jogged most days. She knew he wanted her, perhaps hated her, and knew she would suffer for telling him that last day what to do to and with himself. He owned her now, for 24 long hours he was her master, to do with her body whatever he would, short of maiming her or murdering her she was his plaything…She heard the camera begin its quietly whirling as it began collecting the images of her still secure body and no doubt would do so of her pain and suffering from here on in…His voice sent shivers down her spine, telling her how he had “dreamed of this day coming, how he had wanted her, lusted after her, wanted her when she had worked for him, even hated her when she had left, now was his time, 24 long hours”, he hissed, to have you, to enjoy you, to take my revenge, to humiliate you, and to make love to you.She hissed back defiantly, that “he should do his worse, screw her if he wished, he owned her today, but she was not going to ‘make- love, to him, ever, it would be a screw, a fuck, a business venture, a sale, or a transaction, but make love, not a chance, never.” He laughed, muttered “we shall see my fine beauty” then laying his hand on her back with a light touch like a gaziemir escort bayan butterfly, he slid his boney fingers down her spine, which caused her whole-body to shudder and her skin to crawl.The place fell silent, Dixie retreating to sit in the chair she had been secured in on her last visit, his eyes never leaving her secured body, as he watched her stand knowing he was going to use her, hurt her and humiliate her. After a while he stood, collected a whip from the cupboard, and began to lightly use it to warm her skin, light almost lovingly tender strokes, slowly covering any exposed skin, on hips back shoulders legs, and breasts, each just a touch harder than its previous partner, at first caressing, then more warming, and later stinging as each struck time after time, rendering her skin a tender, tingling, mass of tiny pink lines where the multiple thongs had met the pink surface. She lost count in the 50“s, his arm never easing or tiring, swish slap, swish slap, the strokes falling regularly, like a clocks tick, she began to feel warm and tender, her whole body tingling now, receptive to any touch, light or hard, she knew he was working up to some stronger medicine, swish slap, swish slap, would he never stop, suddenly the light strokes ceased,Her regular breathing now harder, his hardly having increased. He went to the cupboard once more, her head still back she sensed rather than saw his movements, felt his fingers on her nipples, squeezing her nubs between fingers and thumbs, the forceful grip squeezing the blood from the left teat, then small metal jaws taking over, his fingers nimbly tightening the clamp till it was holding the pink nub flat, now came the same treatment for its neighbour, alternate twists of the screw-head had her groaning, then moaning as the tiny teeth squeezed the blood from the rubbery nubs with increasing force, each becoming a tiny point of agony, his eyes never leaving her breasts as she stood on flat bare feet on the cold corrugated flooring, her mind wondering when the shoes had come adrift, trying desperately to keep her thoughts from these twin points of pain biting into either nipple, by thinking of rational common place things, in her life outside this charnel house of pain. She thought of the girl, black pretty, and with no earthly hope of survival, she must be in another room somewhere down here , being slowly used, and… to death…she shuddered, returning to these twin-points of red hot pain, she realised he was lowering her to release her, he uncoupled the lift, at last she could see his face, smiling, leering, eyes like coal, searching for signs of her pain and discomfort, of submission, she would show him, it would take more than nipple clamps…His mind was hoping it would not see a hint of submission, he wanted her to resist, wanted her to take more, and even more of the pain he had planned.In the control room Janice and ‘tits,’ now over their first bout of sex, watched the pair on the monitor, from the old couch, Jean, holding out well against the obvious pain of the clamps, the girl on the other monitor, hung by her wrists, enduring pain of unbelievable depth, her head flung back in abject agony, her right breast cut-open and torn, her executioner warming to his task, as her screams echoed round the room, her high pitched screams begging him “too have mercy,” and “to finish her if he must,” and to “for god`s sake let me die and be out of this misery,” ‘Tits’ unable to help her, turning down the speaker volume, unable to concentrate on “big Al`s’ whore’ whose eyes flicked from screen to screen, fascinated, remembering her own ordeal in here and knowing she like ‘tits was powerless to stop the black girls agony or demise.She blocked it all out, concentrating her efforts on her client, knowing he had long wanted her body, anything to keep her mind from the screens and screams she knew would go on for some hours yet.Dixie and Jean had progressed to a single tail whip, the tail of which seemed to wrap itself around the pale but solid body with a crack like doom and in an almost soft embrace that left a thin welt each time, livid and red. He was obviously an expert with these leather thongs, the skin being marked but never broken. He changed her position gave her sips of water, so as not to allow dehydration, knowing she could not sing her song of pain, on a dry throat, she hung now her arms attached to a spreader bar above her head, held up by the lift, her toes barely in contact with the floor, the collar and cuffs still in place but separated now, allowing him free access to her breasts and trunk with the leather, the clamps still fast on the now numb nipples, her body changing from its original healthy pink hue to a road map of thin red welts, growing more congested as each lash struck, as each scream echoed round the chamber.He ceased as fast and unexpectedly as he had begun, smiling as he undid the nipple clamps, blood flowing back causing even more pain, and a long drawn out moan from his victim.He kissed her, first on both tingling nipples, then on her lips, she defiantly refused to return the kiss, though she was beginning to feel fatigued, and knew the next 24 hours was going to be a long, long lifetime!He shrugged then fetched a leather paddle, it smacked on her rump with a satisfying slap, warming and reddening her seat, the sound of its striking skin, over and over, clearly echoing in the room, her quivering cry of torment instantly and automatically following each sound, his smile brief, but regular following her cry, knowing he was slowly succeeding in breaking her resistance. Time and again that leather struck her backside, now warm to the touch and bruising her cheeks more with every stroke landed. Tears fell, her head back, uselessly crying out to the ceiling, begging and willing him to cease this merciless pounding of her now tenderised skin. Her bladder released itself, to her abject humiliation.Laughing he asked her if she would prefer screwing, was she ready to have ‘a fill’ from what he referred to as ‘the Dixie pump?’ reluctantly she nodded, anything to stop this persistent throbbing discomfort, if only for a while, she knew he had won a small victory, she was doing his will, allowing herself to comply with his wishes, his needs. He released her, had her lay on the couch, on her back, her bruised rump glad of the cool leather. She waited as he got out the thick but to her surprise, only average length, circumcised penis. then with a broad smile he simply clambered up, and penetrated her in the missionary position, deep and hard, no foreplay, no caress, no petting, and no finesse, just in and batter away like some sort of machine. She cried out with the unemotional battering, her body receiving his, with grunts of discomfort at every rough stroke. He filled her just as she had begun come towards a climax, he pulled out, leaving her frustrated, and bemused as he helped her back to her feet, and unemotionally clipped her wrists back into the spreader bar. Lifting her to tip toe once more without comment, then taking the strap back to the cupboard. He returned with a wooden tray such as an usherette would use, placing the support strap round her neck and then lifting her breasts onto the surface came as a surprise, She, by now expecting a block of wood with hammer and nails to appear, mentally braced herself for more nailing, his eyes not leaving hers as he completed the task, she, intrigued to see him reappear with a black riding crop. He stood at an angle to her, fixed her with a beady eye and without breaking eye contact, escort gaziemir brought the crop smartly down onto the nipple of the right breast. A single stripe of fire ran through her, as it did for the second and third stroke each delivered with force and in roughly the same area, though she had expected him to spread the cuts of the stiff crop to both breasts. By now she was shrieking as each stroke fell, her once numb nipple now a point of serious pain.Her small adversary struck again, once twice, by the third she was screaming, and no scream for effect this, a full blooded, hearty scream of pain that stirred the couple in the throws, of yet another screw in the control room, to stop for a second and watch the monitor, ‘Tits’ remarking “that hurt” then returning to filling Janice with renewed vigour.Jean however was tearful, and sobbing uncontrolledly, hardly able to take in what Dixie was telling her, which was that “when she willingly would make love to him, she must be willing to sleep with him occasionally as well, in a vanilla and loving style now and again!” Then, “next door was a bed, and he would take her to it and have her which-ever way she wished till breakfast, but it was her decision, alternately she could have more of this, much, much more!” with that he turned his attention to the left nipple, swat, swat, swat, three livid marks appeared, and his eyebrows raised as if to say- Well?Her tears fell heavily, her teeth gritted, as she shook her head, determined not to give in to this loathsome little ex-employer, who was being so cruel. But the next two strokes made up her mind, swat, swat, her nipple`s a sea of pain she screamed once more, forcing ‘Tits’ to hit the mute button, and Dixie to grin believing she would soon crack.He returned to that dreaded cupboard, leaving her to contemplate the welts and the serious pain throbbing through those pendulous 42dds breasts, laying like targets on the heavy tray, begging him to deal with them however he felt the need. Her alternative to sleep with him, love him even, now and whenever he wished, she knowing she would never go back on her word, it was to be avoided at all costs, but could she resist, could her painful body keep up its resolve?He returned with a long leather strap, this he, showed her in detail, studs in the leather spelt WHORE backwards she knew it would leave marks, deep and long lasting, it was designed to do just that… and she was right, just one hard cut of the fearsome implement across her naked belly, and the word printed itself 3” high imprinted in purple dots, where each stud had hit. She knew it was over, screaming at him that she would love him any way he wanted once a month for the rest of their lives, if he would stop.Hanging on her wrists, limp sobbing and broken she cried, long and hard.His grin was as wide as the local river, he lowered her, released her and let her drink from the water bottle, then he helped her back into the corridor, and into another room, this one furnished lavishly, an oak sideboard, a fourposter, bedside lamps, tapestries, and a giant oil painting of a naked woman to complete the illusion.He helped her to the bed, allowing her time to adjust, removing his clothing from his scrawny frame, he presented a thin but bony body, muscled but with bones, clearly visible under the thin skin.Her mind as she lay, her body throbbing, told her this was her one chance or she would regret it for the rest of her life, she decided to fuck the scrawny bastard to death, she was at a disadvantage in that she was aching and tired before she started, but the little bastard was a scrawny little runt, and she was now free and had more flesh on her legs than he had on his whole body. She was now a determined woman, She, Formulated, a plan and Mr Dixie Dean was about to learn that you can`t build love with a whip! She smiled deceptively, put out welcoming arms drew him to her and began to woo a man she had disliked for many years. He was completely captivated, enfolded in her spell, believing he had won… they kissed passionately, she moved round, took the fat tool into her mouth and began one of the best blow jobs Dixie had ever enjoyed, it lasted just ten minutes, before he came like a man on a mission! Jean swallowed the seed, and her mental clock counted ‘one’, she without a pause began again this time a hand job, he was not happy that she had not let him rest, but the feelings coursing through his body led him on to spit his venom once more, this time up her up her wrist and arm. She kissed him again his face a rosy pink, his body gasping for air and his mind in need of a short rest, but her mouth was back sucking his softening tool, giving it no respite.By now he was flat on his back she straddled him easing the re-stiffened tool to slip into her ample body, kissing him to stifle his protests, then begins the age old dance of her hips, her wet sex gripping the little man`s tool like it had a mind of its own, sucking it into her body and milking the thing in the velvety touch only a woman`s exited sex can deliver! The dance went on until it spat again, a few moments later a smaller amount of fluid filled her for the third time in thirty minutes, he could not remember the last time this had happened, she was a fantastic lover, more exciting than he in his wildest dreams could ever have imagined, and he was going to have her every month from now on, but he oh so desperately needed some rest, just a little time to recuperate! Mentally she counted ‘three’, then again raised herself swivelled and sitting her ample and marked backside on his chest, her back towering above the little man, his view now restricted so much he could count the roadmap of welts he had enjoyed inflicting on her body but nothing else. Her heels tight to his chest, legs warm and comforting alongside his trunk, he relaxed, figuring his tongue could do the work this time. That he could bring her off, and he could regain some energy.He called her to “back up a little as my tongue can`t reach your lovely wet cunt my sweet,” it was a grave mistake and the last thing our hero ever said to anyone. She smiled as she eased herself backwards till they were fully in the 69, position, her 170lb weight holding his lighter body pinned to the soft mattress, her wet virgina firmly covering his face, his nose and mouth jamming it into her wet and velvety folds,Too late he realised what she had planned for him. His air supply gone, his arms began flailing, desperate to breath now his face wriggling in the big wet folds, his thin features engulfed, his wriggling sending her over the top in a climax of epic proportions, her wet ejaculation adding to his desperation, it was soon over. In the control room ‘tits’ and his new lover, Janice were oblivious of the drama being played out before them if they had not been gazing deep into one another`s eyes, and watching the monitor Dixie, may have survived. But both were now deeply in love, they had no eyes for monitors, the black girl in the dungeon next door had ceased to scream now, having passed from this world to a more peaceful place, her tormenter packing up his tools. It was some time later, when the taxi dropped them at home, Jean clutching the promised film, the body squad having collected not one but two bodies, quietly removing them, without comment, they had walked this path before, Tits saying when he found out that “it was just one of those things, accident’s will happen!” Janice fetching her, hardly able to walk, up to the taxi, and they had arrived home exhausted but jubilant.Janice handed over the package of cash, Rob counting it out eagerly, saying he was so proud of her, and now they could pay off that shark, Jean out of interest asking who the shark was. His reply had the women hugging and laughing, as Rob said “why, you all know him, it`s that little runt you worked for, that Dixie Dean, don`t you remember him?”

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Str8 CFNM, Tentacle MonsterThe summer heat lingered in the air as Marco and Roger sat on the pool deck to Roger’s home quietly drinking a 17 year old single malt Scotch. This was their way to celebrate and wind down at the end of the week, no wife and no husband, just two old friends drinking together. They had known each other since college, been roommates for a year before Roger finally came out about being homosexual. Marco had suspected it since they first met because girls, young women, preoccupied his mind and he was always trying to figure out how to meet them, how to date them, and how to get them into bed. When he was with another guy it was his favorite subject because he wanted to know any tip or trick to doing it. Roger was the opposite, always shy about it, and Marco had suspected he was either gay or a virgin.But then he realized most of Roger’s friends were women and that he could chat them up with ease, that’s when he realized his roommate was gay, well had his suspicions, and a after a year of waiting his friend finally said it, “I’m gay” to which Marco responded, “so can we work on your wingman skills to get me dates?”That was actually how Marco met Heather, she was one of Roger’s friends and they’d all go out together. Eventually the two got to talking and then Roger started setting them up on dates where he’d say something came up unexpected. It worked three times until one night when Roger came back to their apartment and found Marco in the middle of a marathon of a show he knew he hadn’t watched before. Marco walked into the room quietly and sat down. He was just about to say something, accuse his roommate of setting them up on a date, when Roger spoke first.“So how was your date?”“So you were setting me up,” Marco replied with a bit of faked anger.“Well, I knew that you liked each other and I was getting tired of being the third wheel, and I figured you two make a cute couple. Did it work out?”“I think I’m going to marry her,” Marco replied.“Whoa, whoa, we’re getting a little ahead of ourselves,” Roger said.But it was true, it happened. And after college they got married. For a while they all lived in the same apartment until one day Roger decided to move out. He said he needed space, in truth he was tired of knowing his two best friends were having sex, and so he moved out first into an all gay house, though that didn’t last long, because he got tired of his roommates eating his food. Marco and Heather moved out of the apartment a few months later and into their house which her parents helped them buy. Roger struggled for years until he met his husband, Thomas, who Marco had introduced him to as one of their neighbors at Thomas’s pool party.They had known each other so long that there wasn’t much they didn’t know about each other. There were no more interesting stories, few surprises. And that was the nice thing about being old friends, Roger thought, those quiet moments of silence when neither felt obligated to speak but after that moment had passed he looked to Marco who had an inquisitive look on his red face. One too many drinks, this is going to be a good one, he thought so he prepared himself and took a deep breath.“Okay, I’m finally drunk enough to ask this,” Marco said, his face got even more red as he spoke, “but I have to know…”“Know what?”“Does it hurt?”“Does what-” Roger thought for a long moment, “oh, you mean- Why are you asking me about, you know, butt stuff? Are you trying to get Heather to, you know, do it? I don’t know what it’s like for a woman. It’s different. I mean, you know how it works right, about the prostate?”“I’ve read a little about it, but it’s like, I don’t know. I’ve gotten just about every opinion from it hurts to it doesn’t hurt and some people talk about the prostate but it seems like if the other person doesn’t know what they’re doing then it could go wrong. I mean I’ve only ever stuck a finger up there and it’s like, I don’t know, good and bad at the same time, like it’s a different feeling, but I don’t think I could reach my prostate and so it’s like having something shoved up there just seems painful.”“Are we still talking about the same thing?”“What?”“Are we talking about you getting Heather to have anal sex or are we talking about something else?”Marco closed his mouth, retreated back into his chair, then crossed his arms. Roger looked to him for a moment trying to elicit some further communication but when he saw how defensive his friend had gotten he wondered if he had made a mistake in the conversation. Should he have just assumed that Marco was talking about himself? Roger finished his drink and motioned for Marco to do the same, which he did, before pouring them each another shot. Marco downed it then leaned back into the conversation.“I need to say this before I can’t speak. Heather wants to try pegging me. For a while it was all she would talk about and that’s why I tried it on myself with my finger. It was uncomfortable and to be honest kind of messy so like it’s not something I want to do without knowing about it. Like it’s our five year anniversary coming up and I want to get her something special but when I’ve looked online at the dildos it’s very intimidating. I saw this one…”Marco’s words slowed to a stop and remained locked inside his brain as some thought that bounced around his head. He sat back in his chair, then immediately took off his shirt and said he felt too warm. Roger looked over his friend, smirked to himself that Marco was still fit, still worked out regularly. He took the chance to observe his friend’s physique and his tattoos, then leaned back into his chair and tried to adjust his dick without being noticed. He finished his drink and they both sat quietly looking into the pool that was partially illuminated by lights around its sides. He looked to his friend and was about to speak when the sliding door opened and he looked up to see Thomas standing there with an amused look on his face.“Two drunks sitting by the pool,” he said.“I’m going for a swim,” Marco blurted out before standing.“Wait, wait, phone,” Thomas said and Marco turned to him and handed over his phone and his wallet before walking to the pool and jumping into the water. He made a large splash then stood up in the shallow end a few moments later and stepped backwards to the wall where he put out his arms on either side of him and exclaimed, “this feels so good.”Thomas looked to Roger who motioned for him to sit and poured him a drink using Marco’s glass. Thomas downed it and looked to where Marco stood in their pool and he had a realization.“I think Marco is pissing himself in our pool,” he said.“Better in the pool than pissing himself sitting here,” Roger replied.“Yes,” Thomas said, “I wouldn’t want to clean up that mess.”“What mess?” Roger asked. He had forgotten what he had just said.“Don’t worry about it,” Thomas answered.“It’s all good. We were just drinking. I think we had too much, but Marco there deserves it. Heather wants to stick a dildo up his butt.”“I’m right here,” Marco said over his shoulder, “I can still hear you.”“Really?” Thomas asked.“Yes, she wants to peg him but he’s worried about the pain. He says he stuck a finger up there and he’s not sure he likes it. I think he should try one of Heather’s dildos. That’s what I was going to say to him before konak escort he jumped in the pool. He should try a dildo and then if he likes it she can go at him with one of those big ol’ strap ons.”“It’s a popular thing now,” Thomas replied, “lots of straight guys are figuring out anal sex isn’t such a big deal.”“I know, but they have to get over the emasculation first, and the fear of not being- not being a man- and they’ll realize it feels good.”“And when was the last time something got put up your butt?” Thomas replied.Roger looked to him. It was their own personal secret, or at least private thing. Roger was usually the top and rarely if ever did he put something up his butt even for just a little bit of fun. He shook off the question and stood. Thomas watched him begin to strip, not just his shirt but he dropped his shorts and underwear too.“We still have company,” Thomas said, “and neighbors.”“Marco has seen me. I’ve seen him. It’s no big deal. It’s not like I’m going to fuck him. Hey Marco are you okay with me being naked?”“I’m fine,” Marco replied.“Do you want to take off your clothes and we can go skinny dipping?”“Too late,” Marco replied before tossing his soaking wet shorts and underwear onto the pool deck.They both laughed and Thomas sighed before looking up to his neighbors’ windows to see if there were any lights on or any motion of someone watching them. He didn’t see any so he just hoped for the best. Roger walked to the pool, his feet slapped against the cement, and then he jumped into the water. When he emerged Thomas was surprised to see him in a panic and stroking to reach Marco who quickly pulled him to the wall. Thomas got up to his feet but stopped when he realized they were both safe, though they were face to face with Roger gripping the wall behind Marco. They laughed and giggled.“Aw dude, your dick is touching my dick,” Marco said.“Sorry, it’s just, I almost drowned,” Roger replied, “I swallowed some water.”“And it’s hard,” Marco said before trying to move Roger away to one side.Roger gave in to his friend’s hands and moved beside him but clung to the wall. Thomas sat and watched them carefully.“I bet you’d never feel my hard dick again,” Roger joked.“When did that happen?” Thomas asked from the shadows.“Our second year together his parents came for something or other and we decided to share the bed-”“We were sharing the room. You decided to share the bed,” Marco replied.“And you knew he was gay?”“Yeah, I came out to him months prior. Well, we both needed a good nights sleep so I asked him to share my bed. It was fine at first, we even made up this little dividing line down the middle, but Marco here is a restless sleeper and at some point we got intertwined with each other, my hard dick ended up on his thigh by the time we woke up. It was hilarious.”“You thought it was hilarious, I blocked it from my memory until now.”Thomas shook off the thought and cleared his throat. He wanted a return to normal. He wanted to go to bed but he didn’t want to leave two drunks, two naked drunks, in his pool.“Are you both done?” he asked.“I’m ready to get out,” Marco said.“Me too, I’m too drunk for this.”They both started to move along the wall to the stairs. When Roger struggled with them Marco was quick to grab him from behind and push him up. Together they emerged from the water and walked to where Thomas sat, Marco behind Roger partially holding him up and Roger half asleep. Thomas was quick to take him in his arms and help them both inside where he let Roger slide to the ground and helped Marco to a chair. He retrieved towels for them and helped his husband Roger to the bedroom before returning to find Marco asleep in the chair with the towel over his chest and his dick laying across his thigh. He took a moment to appreciate the naked man before him then retrieved his phone and sent a text to Heather that Marco was drunk and would sleep it off at their house, then he locked the sliding door and strategically turned out the lights before going to the bedroom.The next morning with the sunrise, Marco awoke to find himself naked in his best friend’s home not entirely sure why. He wrapped the towel around himself, found his still wet clothes on the pool deck, then walked home to find Heather still in bed. She helped him to it and they fell asleep together. That afternoon Roger knocked at his door wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap. He handed over his phone and wallet. Marco invited him inside the house, a sheet wrapped around himself in some attempt at a toga.“Are we still friends?” Roger asked.“What all did we do?”“Nothing, you know, I didn’t **** you.”“Whoa, who said anything about ****? I mean, I kind of remember what happened, and if anything I’d probably be the one r****g you,” Marco shot back.“I feel like shit,” Roger said to break the conversation.“Little hair of the dog?”“So we’re still friends?”“Of course we’re still friends. Our partners probably hate us, but of course we’re friends, even if you poked me in the belly with your little, hard dick,” Marco said.“Little?”“Okay, big, hard dick,” Marco said.He poured them each a drink of whiskey and they downed it. He motioned for Roger to sit on the couch and they sat next to each other.“Is Heather out?”“Yep. Is Thomas out?”“No, but he kind of said I had to find something to do for a while.”“Kicked you out?”“Just for a little bit. I get kind of cranky when I’m hungover and he said I only can blame myself but we, you, had serious stuff to talk about last night.”“You remember that?”“Of course I do. Are you going to do it?”“I think so,” Marco replied.“Then here, take this, it’s the address and number for a discreet sex toy store. I recommend you go there and find the smallest dildo then work your way up. You can get all kinds, some vibrate and they feel really good.”“If I remember from last night you don’t stick anything up your butt,” Marco said.“What? You remember that? No, it’s not, I mean…”“Let’s never talk about this again?” Marco asked.“Deal,” Roger replied.Part Two: Eight Loving ArmsI’m an adult, Marco told himself as he looked to the window of the adult sex toy store, adults do this sort of thing all the time. It doesn’t mean anything. But Marco was also the man who ordered all of his condoms and lubricants online so he didn’t have to deal with a cashier. He pushed open the car door, closed it, locked the car, and kept moving his feet. This was a virginal experience and he felt ashamed. But he was doing this for Heather, he told himself, and he’d do anything for her. So what if he had to confront an embarrassing situation, he told himself, the other night he just talked about anal sex with his gay, best friend. I’ll do it. I’m doing it. But he couldn’t help but look over his shoulder as he entered.He stepped into the store and for a moment he almost turned and ran out but decided that would be more embarrassing so he stepped in further. But he froze in his tracks when he looked to the counter and spotted a man and a woman behind it. Which do I pick? Which will pick me? I’m so embarrassed I must be the color of a tomato. He looked down to the carpet, his shoes, and moved his feet until he was the farthest away he could get to the farthest wall, and he found himself standing in front of a wall of sex toys, some he had seen konak escort bayan but many he had not. And there were these pup masks, horse masks, bull whips hung loose for testing and for a moment he panicked about accidentally brushing against it. Would that tool of pain feel so good dragged across his skin? He reached to his chest and started to turn his feet. But where do I go? He needed help. But which to choose?The obvious choice would be the woman but she reminded him too much of Heather so he looked to the man who stood in a slightly effeminate way, perfect, reminds me of Roger, he thought. He looked between them then settled on the man, Clark.“This is a penis thing,” he whispered to his coworker.“Don’t you think that straight boy would be more comfortable with me?”“Look at him, a doe in front of a hunter, you’d freak him out because he’d be thinking about sex. I’m none threatening because he doesn’t want to have sex with me, even though I desperately want to have sex with him.”“If he runs-”“Please, I’m a penis professional,” he replied. “I’ll be right there,” he yelled across the store before stepping from behind the counter. He moved to Marco, clasped his hands together lightly. “How can I help you sir?”“I’m looking for a gift for my wife. This is kind of the last place I want to be but I’d do anything for her, so it’s like, but I don’t know what she wants. I mean we never really talked about it, well, not completely. I mean she’d recommend something and maybe I’d say something but, you know, it wasn’t like serious. We’ve always had great sex.”That last word escaped him as if it were his last breath and he placed his hands on his knees as he bent over gasping for breath.“Can I sit down somewhere?”“Come with me dear,” Clark replied before walking away and motioning with his finger for him to follow. “Can we get this man some water?”Marco moved across the store to the counter where he found a stool and sat on it. He leaned against the counter until the woman, Jennifer, handed him a bottle of water. Clark motioned for her to leave them and for a moment she resisted until he made a more insistent motion making her smirk as she stepped away.“I’m sure you two have great sex,” Clark said, “but you, or her, well you want something a little more, like a spice. There’s nothing wrong with a spice.”“My favorite meal is a hamburger and fries,” Marco replied.“A plain boy then,” Clark said, “you really are vanilla. Okay, well, let’s think. Okay, think of it like this gift you’re giving your wife, but it’s like Christmas everyday for her, whatever it is. Whenever the two of you, or just her, use this thing it’s like Christmas morning.”“Okay, I can think about it that way,” Marco said.He downed the last of the water and gathered his breath. They started to walk. And for once as he looked at the items he started to laugh. It wasn’t the kink, the toy just looked ridiculous.“See, we can all laugh a little about sex,” Clark said, “It’s not such a big deal.”“I feel better now,” Marco replied, “really I do.”“Okay, well, let’s just see if there’s something that gets your attention.”And they walked up and down the aisles mostly pointing out different things to each other. Back at the wall Clark got Marco to run the bull whip over his forearm. Marco giggled a little and put it back immediately as if it had stirred something in him and he was afraid. They explored every aisle, every display, it felt like they had been through every turn in a maze and yet were still lost. Finally Clark stopped him in the back of the store away from the few customers who had stopped in while they were browsing.“What is it you’re looking for? We’ve passed the whips and chains, handcuffs, and you didn’t want any of that. You said you want a present for your wife. Is there something special you want?”“Yes, I need something special, something really special.”“What are we talking about?”“I want something different. I want something special.”“How much do you got?”“I’ve got a thousand dollars to spend.”“Really? Oh, well that changes things, come with me.”And there it was, a curtain if beads Marco hadn’t seen previously. Clark stepped through and Marco followed after. This back room was dark and dusty, lit by different colored bulbs, red lights, purple lights, orange. The room was illuminated yet it had these dark shadows and he couldn’t tell just how big the room was.“Over here,” Clark waved him to a table where it looked like there was a sculpture, an octopus, carved from wood. “Do you believe in magic?”“I mean I’m skeptical, not like real magic, but I guess I’m agnostic. I want it to be real. I guess. What are you talking about?”“Right here is a gift guaranteed to grant your wife’s best fantasy. All of the way from Japan, this little sculpture is capable of completely satisfying your wife. What do you think?”“It looks like a piece of wood. It’s a nice piece of wood, but I don’t know. She’d hate me if I got her just this.”“Is there something else she wants?”“Look, I didn’t feel like saying this out there, but she wants to fuck me in the ass.”“Oh, well, I’ll tell you what. If you buy this sculpture and promise she’ll give it a try then I’ll throw in the small and large dildos as well as a harness.”“Really? But I have to pay for that?”Clark ran his hand along the statue from one end to the other as if caressing a pet. Marco tightened his shoulders.“Okay, I’ll give you seven hundred fifty dollars worth of stuff, so really it will just cost you two hundred and fifty dollars.”“I guess,” Marco squeaked.“I know if I just go home with just this thing she’ll definitely shove it up my ass.”Clark let out a laugh and clapped his hands.“Oh she will be so satisfied. I’ll write out the directions for her.”Marco felt completely happy as he paid for everything and left the store with a bit of pep in his step. He had been to his first adult store and it was fun, plus he got such a good deal. He had stopped counting how much free stuff he was getting. The man seemed to be picking it out more from amusement and joy than anything else. He put his bag in the trunk and felt satisfied that he’d have a story to tell.But the feeling was completely opposite when he got home. Despite the fact that his wife wasn’t home he ran through the rooms to get to the bedroom where he dumped out the bag on the bed. He saw a few obvious things: the statue and a pair of cuffs, but then he started looking through everything else and his heart sunk. Everything was for her, leather harness, a collection of dildos, small, medium, large, and holy shit, he picked it up. How did he get this in here? There’s no way I’m taking this, Marco said to himself, okay, new game plan, he told himself.Just the octopus statue. This was it. This was just for her, some kind tentacled little toy that would satisfy her most secret desire. He’d try this first and hide the rest. And if she really hated it, like really hated it, then he could think about the other things. So he picked it up and set it aside before she came back and walked in on him. He hid all of the other toys first, then hid the statue where she couldn’t find it easily but it was still convenient for him. He paced the floors, played videogames, and even washed the dishes. He told himself repeatedly not to make a big deal of it but he escort konak couldn’t keep the secret and as soon as she got home he took her to the bedroom and got it out for her.“What’s this?”“It’s supposed to fulfill your desires.”“It’s wood.”“There’s instructions.”“Okay,” she said dryly.“Do you like it?”“What’s it supposed to do?”“I just told you.”“Well, I’ll play with it later I guess,”And she tossed it on the bed and they left it there. They went into the kitchen, cooked a meal, ate dinner, and it all felt so normal as they made their way to the couch with a glass of wine in hand. She rubbed at his chest, rubbed at his crotch, then looked him in the eye. He was ready for it.“Why am I bothering with you when I have a piece of wood in the bedroom?” she asked before getting up and stepping away.“What are you doing?”“Going to bed,” she said.Marco felt his erection begin to deflate, ejaculate leaked against his underwear. He wanted her back and yet he knew she was just teasing him. She’d keep up this ruse for an hour or so then when he got to bed she’d want him. And she walked away so he opened his jeans and began to rub at his dick as he changed the video on the television. He heard her close the bedroom door and he shrugged it off. But it wasn’t long before he was paying more attention to the movie than his dick and it shrunk in his lap until his hand was out and slick in the palm and fingers with cum. He sat there like that for almost an hour when the credits ran and he found himself sitting there in his living room like that, his jeans open, dick peaking out of his underwear. He got up, fastened his jeans, took care of everything including locking the door and went to the bedroom where he was disappointed to find Heather was asleep with a book in one hand and her vibrator in the other.He picked up the octopus statue and carried it into the bathroom. He ran some water in the tub and dropped it inside and he looked over the rest of the directions. Though they were mostly about just relaxing and reaching some kind of meditative state. He laughed it off. Looks like I got a new bath tub toy, he laughed himself as he watched it float back and forth with the currents of the water. He stripped down, tested the water, then slowly stepped into it before lowering himself down. The warmth was almost too much as it came up just over his shoulders to his neck.The house didn’t have much but they bought it for two features. The dining room where they imagined having dinner with friends and family, and the bathtub, one of those old cast iron, deep tubs. He closed his eyes and covered them with a damp cloth. He felt as if he had lost all cohesion as he felt the warmth. He stretched and rubbed over his body. For a moment he completely forgot about the octopus until he felt it bump into his toe, a wooden log in his bath, she hated it so now he’d definitely have to tell her about the other toys, well maybe not all of them.He could introduce them slowly, maybe the cuffs, then maybe some of the whips. He could never imagine himself striking her but he’d do it for her, and that’s when he felt it, something around his ankle and yet it felt so light it was just something he had imagined. But then something tickled his thigh, his side, and his ribs. He could imagine Heather there, a firm grip on his foot, her hands up his legs, fingers tip toed their way up his ribs and dug into his arm pits with her thumbs, her body on top of his, legs against legs, chest against chest, the warmth and softness against his hard dick pressed it against his belly.Kisses all over his body, the skin sucked until he squealed a little with each one up and down his body like little fireworks, a new one went off before the last had faded. Held down, kissed all over, lips to his lips but there was no breath just something squishy that pushed into his mouth, thicker than a tongue he thrashed about until he knocked the rag from his eyes and looked to the foot of the tub where he saw it. He saw that octopus statue but it wasn’t a piece of wood any longer, no it was a real creature and it had eight tentacles, two that ran along the side of the water to his wrists where they grappled him, six more down in the water slowly taking hold of parts of his body, his ankles, his thighs, his ribs.They stretched as they secured each part of him and he began to squirm and try to fight back but it was strong, much stronger than him, and he felt himself being stretched, his legs pulled up out of the water as a tentacle reached that most private part of his body. He felt it touch him right there. His soft, tight hole, but it was slick and narrow enough. It felt like a tongue at first but then it felt different as it pushed inside of him. He tried to catch his breath and cry out but the one in his mouth pushed into his throat, back and forth so that he could barely breath. He was getting it in both ends. The little ridges under the tentacle tickled his skin as they ran over his body, especially his nipples. He felt so full. He felt so unable to stop it. Yet it felt so good, his dick stuck out from his body, so hot, so stiff. He felt it lift him from the bottom of the tub. He was now completely controlled by it.There was no fear of the past and no fear of the future. He felt it manipulating him and he loved it. It was indeed his wife’s greatest fantasy, him getting it from both ends. He felt the changes of girth as the tentacle moved in and out of him, touched him everywhere. And it happened. His dick fired. And for a moment he thought it would end, but then he felt the octopus tighten its grip.Round Two, he thought, and it was. He felt every sensation, slow and building, endless. He gagged on the tentacle in his mouth so it pulled out, slapped at his face as he chased it just to feel it again inside of him, feel his lips stretched. It pulled from his anus and he wanted it back, loosened its grip and he tried to hold onto it. He thrashed with it, and it happened again. He had another orgasm and he fell asleep.When he awoke in the cold water, the wooden octopus hit against his toe and he pulled the rag from his eyes. There was a knock on the door and Heather opened it. She looked sleepy.“Are you okay? I heard you splashing around in here.”“Fine, I just had a dream, must have thought I was drowning,” he joked, but then he felt that octopus hit his toe.”“Well, you splashed water everywhere,” she said, “and I’m not cleaning it up. Oh look, you’ve got that stupid thing in the water. Was it any good?”“Honey, there’s something I need to tell you,” he forced from his throat, “I got you some toys, sex toys, lots of them. I want to try it. I got you cuffs, a harness, dildos, everything, and I want it. I want you to fuck me.”She became the happiest he had ever seen. She moved to him, kissed him on the lips. She reached down to his dick and teased him for a moment before hinting that he should follow. “Stay naked,” she said. So he got out of the water, dried off, wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom.Three hours later, the wooden octopus was above the fireplace in the living room, it looked down over him as he was on his hands and knees, locked into position with cuffs and rope, a ball gag in his mouth as he took the biggest dildo. He felt it deep inside of his body, his hard dick rubbed between his thighs, his wrists bound to his thighs, ankles bound together. He was completely vulnerable, stretched and split open. Heather pushed inside of him completely to the base, tapped at his balls with her hand, stroked him to his third orgasm of the night.

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I was thinking maybe she would like a little more so the next time when I arrived she opened the garage door wearing a white tank top that just barely stretched over her big tits.I said your tits look good today. She said if you hurry and get done maybe you will be able to find out how the feel. I got the mowing done but was running late. I walked in the garage as she opened the door to the house. She asked how much time I had and I told her I was running late. I walked to the door to give her a hug and kiss and when the door opened she was topless with her big tits hanging over her big belly. Her nipples were hard and red. I asked what was wrong and she said she had been playing with her nipples as she watched me mow hoping I would hurry in to suck on them. I said sorry alsancak escort I have to leave so soon but I will suck on them for a minute. I left telling her to keep playing with them and her pussy so she will be ready next time.Knowing that she may want more the nest week I went up early only to find out she had gone to the Dr. so I mowed the lawn with a stiff cock causing me discomfort. Before I got done she showed up. I finished heading for the house. When I walked in she was completely naked and waiting her nipples were all red and she was flushed. I asked what she had been doing so she showed me as she picked her tit up placing the nipple in her mouth and sucking on it I said I will suck this one while you are busy with that one.As she was moaning I found my way thru her flab to her cunt and it was soaked. I stuck a finger in as her tit dropped from her mouth as she let out a loud moan. She was very tight feeling like she did when she was younger. It took only a few minutes with my fingers and sucking her nipple before she had her first orgasm in several years. She had to sit down before she collapsed. I kissed her more before I left and she said next week come early. Well next week I had to work so it was late and I had to get home. It was the same thing for the next couple weeks but she kept playing with her nipples and fingering her pussy. She said that she could now get two fingers in and wanted me to fuck her next time so don’t be late. I arrived early and the grass was wet so I couldn’t mow yet. I could however try to make my sister happy. We spent the next two hours in bed. I sucked escort alsancak her tits and ate her pussy till she orgasmed telling me how great it felt to have a tongue between her legs again. I finally fucked her shooting a load of cum in her. We cuddled for a short time then I went out to mow some grass.The next week I arrived to find her ready to fuck again but I had a surprise for her I brought my wives 12 inch vibrator along. When she saw it she asked what it was so I told her I would show her. I turned it on sliding the whole 12 inches in. I told her my wife couldn’t take the whole thing. She went wild as I adjusted the speed up and down. She started cumming until I turned it off replacing it with my hard cock. We fucked until I came in her. I told her I had to get the mowing done leaving her in bed. 2 hours later I came back in to find her sleeping and the vibrator still in her but not running. I turned the knob but the batteries were dead. She had exhausted the vibrator. I kissed her as she woke up she asked if she could get a vibrator like that somewhere. I said I will take you to the adult book store so you can see what you want. Then I thought about a site where I had bought that one so I told her next week we will get online and order one for you.We got online where I showed her several but the thick one I had was what she wanted and 12 inches was fine. I showed her some dildos that also vibrated convincing her to buy one that was huge according to my wife anyway. It was 14 inches and 2 1/2 inches thick with veins. She filled out the paper work paying for two day delivery. She said II alsancak escort bayan can’t wait. She called me telling me she had received her toys and wants to try them out but will wait for me. I told her the vibrator works just like the one I let her use. I arrived early again to mow lawn finding a note to just come in. She hadn’t been out of bed yet as the vibrator was still buzzing. I kissed her then took a nipple in my mouth finding it all wet from her sucking. I asked if she had used the dildo yet but she had decided to wait for me. I asked if she had the lube but after touching her cunt I found it was wet enough. I brought the head of the dildo to her pussy lips pushing hard but she said it was to big. I lubed the head with more of her juices then tried again this time the head popped in. She said I thought my husband had a big one but this is huge. She asked for more so I slowly pushed in more watching her pussy lips go in with it. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I began fucking her with it pushing it deeper with each push.She finally was completely impaled on it and coming hard. I told her I would leave her with her toy while mowed the lawn. Before I left her I pinched her nipples pulling hard lifting her big tits off her body with her nipples. She screamed out as she had another orgasm. I decided that I wouldn’t be able to fuck her so I opened my pants pulled my cock out and told her I need to cum in her mouth while she was getting fucked. She said she had never sucked cock so I told her it was time to learn at 66 you aren’t too old to learn. She did a good job while I used the dildo on her taking my load down her throat. I went out to mow.She called me later in the week telling me she had ordered another dildo and wanted me to help her when it came in. I asked what she got. She said it is a little bigger but not much it is 14 inches and 3 1/2 inches. I said it will take a bit to get that one in.

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My body quivered nervously, I was scared of what he might do to me. He put a hand on my shoulder and began to rub his thumb across my skin. It slid easily on my sweaty flesh. “You’re 18, right?” I nodded without a word. He smiled and pressed me back up against my car. He kept a firm grip on my shoulder. Then he took his other hand and began to unbutton my shorts. “Now, let’s take a look at what you have going on down there…” I was paralyzed and my body shook involuntarily. He unzipped and forced my shorts and underwear down. He touch me. As scared as I was, I liked it….he gaziemir escort got me hard so quickly. I watched his huge hand make my tiny thick cock look so small. He tugged a few times and I let out a few weak moans. I closed my eyes and hoped he would continue. He stopped abruptly as a car drive by, I quickly tried to pull my shorts up. In my haste, I ripped my underwear. “I want you to follow me.” The guy acted so confidently. He turned away from me and headed to his car without even looking back at me. I slid into my car with my shorts still unzipped. My cock was sprouting out between the two open folds of denim. I turned the key on and for a few moments I considered tearing off. I had nothing better to do and my curiosity got the best of me. I followed him up the road behind the car wash to small trailer park. I parked just outside his trailer. I watched him get out and motion me inside. I put my shirt on and zipped up. I entered the single wide trailer with a nervous excitement. The guy was already in the bathroom taking a piss. “Just head to the bedroom” he yelled out nonchalantly. I took off my flip flops and headed past the bathroom. I stopped long enough to catch a glimpse of him holding his long rod. I watched the golden stream shoot out of his large mushroom shaped tip. My legs got weak just at the sight. Still I managed a few steps into the bedroom. The room was empty except for a video camera on a tripod and some construction grade lamps. “Take your clothes off and get on your knees”, he said calmly. gaziemir escort bayan I willing did so. I tucked my shriveled small cock down between my legs. I heard him flush the toilet. I heard him shuffle in the bathroom as he removed his clothes. He walked in with his log swaying between his muscular thighs. He passed by me with a smirky smile as he turned on the lamps. It blinded me at first. The man moved the camera and turned it on. “Give me your name and age.” His tone seemed much more strict. I answered quickly as I looked at him. “Don’t look at me just the camera.” He walked over to me. He stood sideways to the camera in front of me. “Grab your ankles and don’t let them go.” I grabbed hold of them. It forced me to stick out my chest as I leaned back. He got close and began slapping my face with his long meat stick. “Now open up and suck.” He stuffed his mushroom shaped tip inside my mouth. I gagged on it as he pressed it deep into me. I fell back and coughed hard several times. I almost puked. “Relax and just suck.” He said in a softer tone. I grabbed my ankles and he slowly gave his tip to me. I sucked softly on it and moved my tongue around as I bobbed forward and back on it. I made gurgling sounds and saliva began to drip out of my mouth, down my chin and splattered on my legs. The man stiffened and he began to advance more into my mouth. “Focus on breathing through your nose.” I closed my watery eyes and felt tears running down my cheeks as I tried to breath through my nose sense his shaft filled my mouth escort gaziemir and pressed against the back of my throat. I let out a sickening loud cough and spit him out as I turned my head away. I dry heaves a few times. It was a very uncomfortable feeling. “You’re ok, now get back in position.” He put himself inside my mouth and this time grabbed the back of my head. “Keep your mouth open and don’t bite down!” He said angrily. He slowly began to fuck my throat, saliva dripping from the sides of my mouth, I made horrific slurpy and gargled sounds as he pressed himself deeper into me. Tears flowed out of my eyes and I struggled to look up at him as he moved in and out faster. I gasped for air. Then with out warning, a warm shot of thick cum burst into my throat. I gagged hard and tried to pull my head back. He held me in place firmly pressing even deeper into me. My hands let got of my ankles and I frantically pressed against his hips trying to stop his advancement. I looked up at him as load after load was shot into my unsuspecting throat, I couldn’t breath, I pleaded with my tearful eyes. But all I got was his firey stare as he watched me struggling. I tried to swallow his warm fluids as fast as they came but failed. Cum spewed out of my mouth as I fought for air. Things became black, I felt myself going weak. Just as I was about to fall over. He pulled out and I let out hoarse wet coughs. I needed to clear my air passages of the thick sticky good that had been deposited into it. I hacked and coughed as I bent over trying to throw up. It took a few minutes until I was able to take several long breaths of air into my lungs. My body had broken into a feverish sweat. The man seemed pleased with my struggles. I collapsed on to the floor and looked into the camera as directed. Our role-playing was complete. Gary turned the camera off.

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