Young House wife part 2

On reaching home late in the evening, all three took turns to have a
bath before settling for dinner. On the dining table, they sat with
Rajesh’s parents and the atmosphere was formal, reduced to small
talk. After dinner, Anjali saw that an extra mattress for her was
provided in Asha’s bedroom. Anjali objected to Asha saying, that she
did not want to disturb their privacy and would be more comfortable
in the living room. However, Asha did not want the young girl
sleeping alone. Her father-in-law then suggested that Anjali should
sleep with Rajesh’s mother in her bedroom and he would sleep in the
hall. He made sure his word was final and so it was settled. Asha
invited Anjali to her room after dinner for a game of scrabble with
Rajesh. All three were now jovial and informal as they teased and at
times mocked anger while playing the game. Anjali could soon sense
that the two wanted to have a go at each other in bed and so saying
she was sleepy, left their room. Passing through the hall, she saw
Mr. Sinha engrossed in TV and saying goodnight retired to Mrs.
Sinha’s room to sleep. As she changed into her short nightie and was
going to sleep, Mr. Sinha entered the room to give his wife, her
rugular dosage of a sleeping pill. All the time he was administering
the medicine, he was lustily eyeing this young girl. He could see her
firm small breasts, clearly outlined by her skimpy nightie as well as
her smooth thighs and slender legs. Eyeing Anjali, he told her that
Mrs. Sinha would now fall asleep till the morning. Anjali was aware
of his lecherous gaze, she felt scared of him as well as excited,
remembering the size of his prick and the way he had been fucking the
maid last night. Inadvertendly , Anjali gazed at his pyjamas. This
was not lost on Mr. Sinha, who very badly wanted to fuck this girl,
but was afraid of making the first move. Continuing to leech at her,
he soon left the room. Anjali shut the light as the maid came into
the room to sleep on the floor. However sleep was the furthest thing
in Anjali’s mind. She recollected the days events and felt herself
getting aroused thinking about her jija and Asha.
Her jija and Asha were at this very moment, totally naked and fucking
in their own bedroom. Asha was feeling thrilled seeing that her
husband was actually initiating the sex-act tonight. However her
elation was short-lived, for no sooner had he entered her cunt, he
quickly ejaculated, leaving Asha feeling that familiar sensation of
frustration. However, this time he did not turn his back to sleep,
instead started asking all sorts of questions about Anjali. He wanted
to know if she was a virgin and her sexual experience if any. As Asha
talked about Anjali, she saw that lo behold! Her husband’s prick was
getting hard and erect again. Asha started describing Anjali’s
deflowerement at the hands of her fiancé Ajit in great detail, as
Rajesh mounted her and entered again.

“Woh Ajit ne tau engagement ke dusre din hi Anjali ko aapne dost ke
ghar me laye kar, uke dost kay bedroom main hi usse choodha”, said
Asha to Rajesh.

“Woh bol rahi this ki who bahut embarrass ho gayi this kyonki sara
khoon chaderoon main lag gaya tha”, she continued, feeling excited
and moaning with pleasure as Rajesh continued fucking her hard with
renewed vigour.

“Hain Rajesh chooddoo uunnnhhh jjoorr ssai jjhhooddoo ooouuiiiii
mmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”, she wailed in pleasure.

She found that all this talk was greatly exciting her husband as he
was now stroking her with new vigour. Asha was for the very first
time, achieving orgasm with her husband’s fucking, and he came again
inside her, but after Asha had achieved her own orgasm. Asha felt
thrilled at this miracle. She then continued to talk about how those
two college boys had fondled her in the theatre staircase. Seeing
Rajesh getting hard again, she made up stories about how they both
had sandwiched her between them, one feeling her bums and the other
kneading her tits. Hearing this, Rajesh could not control his desire
and once again started fucking the willing Asha. He stroked and
stroked her to another orgasm as Asha narrated lies about how
helpless and excited she felt at the hands of the two college boys,
how her cunt juices were flowing at their bold behaviour in public.

“Unnnhh Rajesh uunngghh who dono uunnhh chokre bol rahi thai ki
mera uunnhh mmmaammmeeee bbahhutt mast uunnngghh
aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhaaiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnn”, wailed Asha,
flinging her head in ecstacy as she came in a shattering climax.

Rajesh too, came again for a record third time along with the
wailing and moaning Asha, who held him tightly, wildly scratching his
back. Finally the couple, tired and sweating from all the exertion,
fell asleep, nude and hugging each other, their desires being
satiated.

Anjali, meanwhile was feeling horny and unable to sleep. Soon she
heard movement on the floor and saw the maid get up and silently
leave the room. Anjali immediately guessed that the maid had gone to
the hall to Mr. Sinha. Feeling excited she too left the room after
five minutes and peered into the hall. Sure enough, she saw the maid
and Mr. Sinha fully naked. The maid was kneeling down and sucking Mr.
Sinha’s prick, while he was playing with her huge tits. The sight of
Mr. Sinha’s prick, greatly excited the young girl Anjali. It was so
big and thick and so proudly standing at attention as the maid tried
to take as much of it in her mouth. Anjali could not help
masturbating, as she pushed her panties to the floor and with parted
legs leaned against the wall and furiously rubbed her clit. The
sexual tension in her needed to be released. Her sleeping with Asha
last night had helped relieve some of it, but seeing Rajesh and Asha
at the movie hall today and also Rajesh’s actions with her on the
staircase, seeing Mr. Sinha’s big prick had renewed the desperate
need in her to have a prick in her cunt. As she saw the buxom maid
suck at the prick, Anjali continued to furiously rub her clit inorder
to achieve an orgasm. Soon Anjali’s eyes were glazed and she was
moaning as she neared an orgasm. Mr. Sinha heard her moaning, as he
had been alert, expecting the young horny girl to come and witness
his mating with the maid. In a flash, he withdrew his prick from the
maid and was beside the moaning Anjali, before she even knew it.
Anjali was still moaning with her eyes have closed and rubbing her
clit when she felt a hand on her hand stopping her from rubbing
herself and another hand clasping her moaning mouth. She still did
not realise who it was as the person then lifted her in his arms,
with one hand underneath her thighs, while the other underneath her
armpit, clasping her firm breasts. Mr. Sinha brought the now
whimpering girl into the hall and made her sit on his lap on the
sofa, her naked buttocks resting on his throbbing prick. Anjali
gasped loudly as she realized that she was sitting naked on an
equally naked Mr. Sinha’s lap. On hearing her gasp so loudly, Mr.
Sinha quickly clasped her mouth with his hand as he spoke to her.

“Chilao nain Anjali beti, main tumhe kuch nahin karoonga”, he said,
trying to pacify the wide-eyed Anjali.

Anjali could feel the throbbing of this man’s big prick and as she
looked around, she saw the big breasted maid smiling at her.

“Main abhi apna haath tumhare muuh sai nikal raha hoon, chilana mat”,
he said firmly as he removed his hand covering her mouth.

Seeing that Anjali did not yell, Mr. Sinha felt happy. He then told
her, ” Tumne mujhe kal raat bhi chodhte dekha hai”. Anjali could not
find her voice, she was afraid of him, but at the same time felt
excited. She just nodded her head to say no.

“Arre Anjali beti jhoot kyoon bolti ho, mere pass teri panty hai, jo
tu kal raat darwaze ke pass nikal ke gayi thi”, said Mr. Sinha, now
lifting her legs together with one hand and massaging her naked
buttocks with the other. His prick was erect and throbbing against
the underside of her thighs, close to her pussy.

On getting no response from the poor girl, he lightly slapped her
buttock, asking her to respond. “Bolo beti bolo, succhh succhh bolo”.

“Hain mere sai galti hogayi, ji, Asha didi ne bhi mujhe gussa kiya
tha, please mujhe ab janne do”, replied Anjali softly, aware of his
throbbing prick so very near her cunt. Not realising, Anjali had
blurted out Asha’s presence too.

Mr. Sinha was taken aback on hearing that his daughter-in-law Asha
too had been a witness to his fucking session last night. He felt
immensely horny on hearing this. Mr. Sinha then, while massaging
Anjali’s buttocks and holding her legs up together, proceeded to
lightly rub her clit with his coarse thumb, evoking a whimper out of
Anjali. “Jane doonga beti, pahle ye batau ki tum dono dekh kar kya
rahin thi”.

“Unngghh aahh oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh”, moaned Anjali softly.

Mr. Sinha now thrust his finger in her moist and wet cunt, while
lightly continuing to massage her clit, making her moan with desire.

“oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, moaned Anjali softly.

“Tum doono ne kya dekha”, said Mr. Sinha, massaging her buttocks,
fingering her cunt and rubbing her clit, alternatively.

“OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH hHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII”, moaned
Anjali a little louder as she began to lift her buttocks, wanting a
firmer contact of this thumb with her clit.

“Bolo bolo Anjali beti, tum doone ne kya dekha”, continued the rogue
Mr. Sinha, still only lightly touching her clit, not wanting her to
come so soon.

Anjali’s pussy was on fire, her juices were flowing, she said in
passion now, “Hum doono nai apko naukrani ko chodhte dekha
aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii”, feeling highly aroused
by all this.

“Kya tum doon apni choot malene lageee”, continued Mr. Sinha, now
clearly teasing the poor horny girl.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIi
HHHHHHHAAAAAAAAIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNN OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH”, moaned Anjali feeling an impending orgasm,
jerking her buttocks furiously in the air now. The helpless horny
girl was very aroused and desperately wanted to cum.

Mr. Sinha, sensing that this girl was about to come, stopped
fingering her and suddenly made her sit with her legs apart on his
lap facing him, with his throbbing prick under the crack of her
buttocks. He then lightly slapped the moaning girl and commanded her
to look at him.

Anjali stared at him open-mouthed, with glazed eyes, her face
contorted with passion. There was no contact with her cunt or clit as
Mr. Sinha told her to look at him.

“HHHHAAIIIIII CCHHOODDOOOOO MUUJJHHEEEEEEEEE
PPLLLEEEAASSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
CCHHOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDOOOOOOOOOOOO”, appealed the horny girl,
desperate for his big prick.

Mr. Sinha felt pleased and smiled at her saying, “Tumhari tau shadhi
bhi nahi hui hai beti, kya yah teekh hoga”. He was enjoying teasing
this sexy woman.

“OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH MMUJHHEEEEEEEE AAPPPPPNNAAAAAAA
LLLUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDd
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”, wailed Anjali as she
lifted her buttocks and clasped his throbbing prick. She then lifted
herself, by pressing on his shoulders as her firm breasts were
crushed by his chest, and clasping his prick in her small hands
guided it to her cunt. She then wailing loudly, sank down on it as
she had an orgasm on the very first contact, his prickhead even had
not fully gone in, as she came to a shattering orgasm and slumped on
his chest, with his prick slipping out of her pulsating cunt.

Mr. Sinha let her gasp and get her breath back before he said, “Aise
nahin beti, dekh ab main tujhe choodna sikha hoon. Saying this he
made her lie on the sofa and spread her legs apart. He then guided
his prick to her puffed and slippery cunt and with a hard push sank
his bulbous prickhead into her
cunt. “UUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH”, Anjali moaned as she
realised just how thick his prick was, stretching her cunt walls
fully and literally plugging her.It was proving to be too big for her
as she began flaying her head wildly, feeling utterly stretched and
plugged to this massive prick. “UUNNNGGHHHHHHHH
OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, she continued to wail. Mr. Sinha marvelled
at the tightness of her cunt. It had been a long long time, since he
had fucked such a tight cunt. All the whores and the maid were used
goods so to speak, having been fucked many a times with various
people. But here was a horny tight cunt novice and he surely felt
young and energetic, knowing he would have the time of his life with
her. He slowly but surely started putting his prick in. Seeing Anjali
having sweat beads on her forehead and her face contorted tightly,
her head flaying wildly, he pulled his prick fully out. Soothing her
forehead, he again plunged it in, this time a little further.

The maid who was watching all this, came to Anjali’s rescue. She held
Anjali’s swaying head and wiped the sweat on her , soothing her.

“Daro math, memsaab, bus thoda dard hoyega aur bus uske baad mazza
hi maaza”, she said. Anjali looked at her moaning loudly as the maid
tried to pacify this young girl.

“Saab thoda dheera sai gussaoo, lagta hai ki memsabb ko itna bada
lund leene mai bahut takliif ho rahi hai”, the maid said to Mr. Sinha.
Mr. Sinha then, continued to withdraw his prick fully out and then
plunge it in a little further each time as he allowed the girl and
her cunt to get used to the massiveness of his prick. Now he started
stroking her . Anjali felt thoroughly plugged by this big lund. As
Mr. Sinha started slowly stroking her, she started moaning softly and
soon was clasping his back tightly with her arms and hand urging him
to go faster. Seeing this the maid said, “Dekho memsaab, ab mazza aah
raha hai na”.

Anjali gurgled, “uunnhh uuggllllll gglllhhh haainnn mmaazzaa
oohhhhhh aauurr jjoorr ssaii bbaahhutt uunngglllll mmaazzaa aaaa
rrahhaa hhaa uunnggllll”.

Mr. Sinha felt pleased as the young girl was now clasping him tightly
and urging him to fuck her harder. He got into his regular rhythmn
and went “pphhuut pphhuut phhuut ppphhuut pphhuut pphhuutttt
pphhuutt”, pounding her willing squelching cunt and rocking the whole
sofa and her body. His balls were banging at her upturned buttocks
with each hard stroke. He concentrated on nibbling her small firm
breasts as with each strike he pounded her harder.

Anjali screamed with pleasure as she had an
orgasm, “AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
UUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH”. So turned on was
she, that, Anjali had caught hold of the maid’s pendulous breast and
mauled it tightly as she had a shuddering orgasm.

Hearing this little horny bitch scream, Mr. Sinha clasped her mouth
to muffle the sound as he too lost control and filled her almost
virgin cunt with his semen. He had wanted to use a condom, but in his
excitement had forgotten about it. He then withdrew his prick, seeing
his cum flowing out of her cunt and trickling down her thighs. To his
surprise , after a few minutes, the maid was all over the moaning
girl. The maid was kissing her face with loud wet kisses and offering
her big bosoms to Anjali for sucking. Anjali , in the heat of the
moment, started suckling and nibbling those big breasts of the maid,
while the maid caught hold of Anjali’s hand and guided it to her wet
and puffed cunt, urging the young girl to put three of her fingers in
her wet and dripping and gaping hole. Soon the maid was gasping as
Anjali furiously was biting her breasts and rapidly moving her
fingers in and out of the maid’s gaping cunt. Mr. Sinha had never
felt so horny in a long long time, and seeing what was happening,
could feel his prick becoming hard again. This had never happened to
him for a very long time. He usually could get it up only once and
that too if he was sucked first. But now a little miracle had taken
place and he felt young again. Wanting to pound the tight cunt of
Anjali again, he pushed the moaning maid aside and picked up Anjali
from the sofa. He himself then sat on the sofa and pulled Anjali on
top of him, licking her face, her sexy thin shoulders, her neck and
her two small tits. Mr. Sinha was like a man possessed. He continued
biting and nibbling and sucking deeply at all the flesh of this young
girl. “Oh how sweet she tasted”, he thought to himself as he went
about ravaging her. Anjali was amazed and deliriously excited by all
his actions, she moaned in pleasure. “oohh hhaainn oooohh hhaaiinn
ooohhhh hhaaiinn
oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, she
moaned. Anjali could feel his hot prick throbbing under her buttocks
as Mr. Sinha continued his revellery of her young flesh. He then
bought his prick up and let the throbbing prick reat against her
stomach as he went on and on kissing and biting her. No man had ever
tasted her so much and Anjali could not help wailing in pleasure.
Soon he roughly lifted her and guided his huge prick near her cunt
and put his prickhead into her tight cunt opening.
“UUNNGHH ggggggggllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
uuullgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhllllllhhhhhhhhhggggllllllllhhhhhhhh”,
gurgled Anjali, feeling deliciously stretched. Hearing her gurgling
in pleasure and seeing her lovely contorted face, Mr. Sinha’s passion
rose and he began bouncing her on his prick, sinking it further and
further into the tight but willing cunt. “OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
JJJJJJHORRRRRR SSSEEEEEEEEEE
CCHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDOOOOOOOOOOOOO”, wailed the fully
plugged young girl. As he bounced her on his lap, she came and came
and came in sheer pleasure and ecstasy. Mr. Sinha too forgot all
about the dangers and soon filled the young girl’s cunt with his
semen yet again and bit hard into her shoulder as he came inside
her. “OOUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”,
yelled Anjali as she feltb him biting hard into her as they both
slumped onto each other, Mr. Sinha crushing her tightly. For a long
time, he held her and finally released her, when he realised that she
was sobbing softly. Now Mr. Sinha gently caressed her face, as he
made her get up. Anjali was not in a position to stand by herself,
she felt her knees trembling as she clung on to Mr. Sinha for
support. He then still caressing her and calling her “beti, beti”,
guided her to the bedroom and literally tucked her in the bed. He
then kissed her forehead as he left the room. On returning to the
living room, he paid Rs. 100/- to the maid and told her to go and
sleep.

Both the women Asha and Anjali woke up next morning with a glow on their
youthful faces. Both had their sexual appetites well satiated the
night before and therefore were glowing and in a very good
mood. Asha had experienced multiple orgasms with her husband
Rajesh, the very first time since being married for almost a
year now. Asha realised that her husband’s libido had been re-
charged due to the presence of Anjali in their midst, as well
as to the sexy talk she had indulged in narrating how the two
young college going boys had molested her in the cinema
theatre. Anjali on the other hand had experienced a very
thorough fucking by Mr. Sinha. Although Anjali was no virgin,
having been fucked 6 -7 times so far by her fiancé Ajit, since
a week after their engagement, yet had never felt so joyous as
she had last night with Mr. Sinha. Anjali was lying in bed
thinking about the wonderful experience with Mr. Sinha. She
thought, that although he must surely be in his mid-fifties, he
was a real man. Just thinking about the way he had handled her,
making her accommodate his big prick, the slow hard strokes he
had given her and the way he had pounded her cunt, made her
horny with desire again. Her cunt was aching, but it was a
sweet ache, her pussy was creaming again, thinking about Mr.
Sinha. Involuntarily, Anjali slid her hand between the sheets
and started massaging her erect clit, thinking about him. Her
fiancé Ajit was so inexperienced, she now felt, comparing him to the
much older Mr. Sinha. As she was lost in thoughts of last
night, now furiously rubbing her clit, the bedroom door opened
and in walked Mr. Sinha. “aahh oohhhhhhhh”, she moaned softly
as she rubbed herself to am impending orgasm. Anjali was
jolted out of her orgasm at the sight of him and she quickly
removed her hand from under the sheets. Her face was flushed as
she murmured a greeting of Good Morning to Mr. Sinha. Mr. Sinha saw,
how flushed this young girl was looking and he also noticed her
bringing her hand out from beneath the sheet. His experienced
eye correctly surmised that the young girl had been feeling her
cunt, the glow and the flushed face showed that this young girl
had enjoyed the fuck-session with him last night. Mr. Sinha
went up to her and gently caressing her forehead and face,
enquired how she was feeling. Anjali was thoroughly flustered
and excited and she mumbled that she was feeling fine. On
coming to know that his wife was in the bathroom having her
bath, Mr. Sinha sat on the bed beside the prone and excited
Anjali and in a flash had his hand under the sheet, moving
towards the excited girl’s cunt. Anjali gasped at the touch of
his hand on her wet and dripping cunt. On feeling the wetness he
said, ” Anjali beti, lagta hai ki tum kal raat ki chodaiee ko
yaad kar rahi ho”, said Mr. Sinha, pleased with himself on
correctly guessing the state of this horny girl. “Oohhhhhhhhhh”,
Anjali moaned a little louder, on Mr. Sinha expertly fingering
her moist cunt. Mr. Sinha had dipped his fingers into her moist
cunt and was fingering her. He then dipped his thumb, making it wet
with her juices and used the thumb to gently, very gently
circle her erect clit, while his two fingers were moving in and
out of her pussy. ” Hai tere choot kitni pyassi hai, dil karta
hai ki apne lund to teri choot mein pura din ghussa ke
rakhoon”, said Mr. Sinha, while expertly and deftly playing
with this young girls pussy. “OOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii”,
moaned Anjali as her eyes glazed while looking at Mr. Sinha and
she had an orgasm. She desperately moved her hand reaching for
his prick through his pyjamas. Mr. Sinha, noted how
willingly, this horny girl, on her own accord had reached for
his prick, and he felt immensely happy, seeing the keenness of
the girl to have another fuck-session with him. He allowed her small
hands grasp his thick prick, which was throbbing and erect,
like that of a 17 year boy. He felt young again in the company
of such a young, willing and sexy girl. Oh how much he would
love to be with her alone, so that he could give and receive
sexual satisfaction to the hilt. But, alas, he could only have
her to himself in the night, as there were too many persons in
the house. He removed his wet hand from her cunt and made her
lick her own pussy juices, as he pushed his fingers in her open
mouth. Just then, he heard the bathroom door opening and
quickly got up, pulling Anjali’s reluctant hand from her hold
on his throbbing prick. Mr. Sinha got up to greet his wife,
bending down and trying to hide his obvious erection with his
hands. He quickly went into the bathroom. Anjali was regaining
her own composure as Asha walked in to greet her Good Morning.
Anjali then got up to go with Asha to the living room, to have
her morning tea with Asha and her jija. Rajesh arose to greet
her and hugged her tightly. Asha noticed this, feeling a tinge
of jealousy, at the way her husband had hugged Anjali, who was
in her nightie. Anjali too felt that her jija was taking
liberties with her, but said nothing and remained casual about
it. Her in-laws too joined them for the morning cup of tea. On
seeing Mr. Sinha again, Anjali blushed. Mr. Sinha eyed her and
then his daughter-in-law Asha. Definitely his daughter-in-law
Asha was the sexier looking woman of the two. Oh how he wanted
to fuck her, not only just fuck her, but teach her about sex
and love, make her a real woman. During the conversation,
Asha asked Anjali to stay for a few more days, she was taken by
surprise when both her husband and her father-in-law too echoed
her sentiments in chorus. Anjali was reluctant at first, though
she was dying to spend a few more nights in the arms of Mr.
Sinha, but was careful not to show her eagerness to accept the
extended invitation. She then after a little more persuasion,
decided to stay for two more days and called-up her parents to
inform them so. Both Rajesh and Mr. Sinha were delighted at her
staying on. Rajesh even went to the extent of saying that he
would be back early from the factory so that they could all spend
time together. Mr. Sinha kept thinking of the youthful and
lustful nights he would have fucking this young girl. Asha was
happy that her husband’s libido would be high, and she would
experience sexual pleasure with him again. All of them had
these happy sexual thoughts as they finished their tea and went
about getting ready for the day. After getting ready, both
Asha and Anjali were about to leave the house to go shopping,
when the telephone rang. It was for Anjali. It was her fiancé
Ajit on the line. On hearing that Anjali was going to be there for
two more days, he was missing her immensely. He called to say
that he would be driving down from Chandigarh to spend a couple
of days with her and then bring her back to Chandigarh. Anjali
though happy with this news, was not so very excited. In
reality, she was infatuated with Mr. Sinha and had stayed on
mainly to spend her nights being fucked by him. However, she
was happy to note that Ajit would be staying with his relatives
and as such her secret laison with Mr. Sinha could carry
on. On returning by lunch time after spending the morning
shopping, both the women were surprised to find Ajit sitting at
Asha’s house waiting for them. On seeing Anjali, Ajit arose
from the sofa and hugged his fiancé tightly. Oblivious to
Asha’s presence, he proceeded to kiss Anjali on her face,
cheeks and mouth, while hugging her tightly. It was Anjali who
pulled apart and then introduced Asha to her fiancé Ajit. Asha noted
the tall, muscular built of this man and found him quite good-
looking. Ajit too, noted the voluptousness of Anjali’s cousin
with appreciation. Soon they sat down for lunch. Ajit was
totally consumed talking to Anjali, though at times he did eye
Asha too. Asha felt a bit envious of the obvious passionate
display of Ajit towards Anjali. Her husband Rajesh, was not
prone to display his affections towards her so publicly. After
lunch, while they were all seated in the living room, Anjali
stepped out asking Asha to come for a minute. She excitedly
whispered to Asha, if they could use her bedroom for an hour or
so, since they needed some privacy. Asha flushed on hearing
such a bold demand from her cousin Anjali, however could not
help but nod her head in agreement. Thus Ajit and Anjali,
stepped into her bedroom, discreetly locking it from the inside. Asha
was left alone in the living room, just with her imagination as
to what activity was taking place on her bed. After having
sat for almost 30 min, getting thoroughly curious and aroused
by imagining the goings on in her bedroom, Asha could not
resist herself. She quietly tip-toed to her bedroom door and
put an ear on it. She could hear muffled sounds and make out
her cousin moaning. Asha felt excited on hearing these sounds,
her cunt was getting moist and her hormones over active.
Luckily it was 3 in the afternoon and her mum-in-law was fast
asleep. Rajesh had called saying that he and his father were
stuck-up in work and hence would reach home late in the
evening. Asha was feeling very horny and this made her take a
bold step. She got a small table from the living room, stepping on
the table, she could see into the room, thru the glass
ventilation over the door. As she peered in, Asha gasped at the
sight that greeted her. Both Ajit and Anjali were fully naked.
Ajit had Anjali by the wall, standing, with her one leg in his
grip, and he was pumping his cock in and out of her cunt
rapidly. He was fucking his fiancé roughly but firmly standing
up. Asha was excited by this sight and quickly started rubbing her
own pussy over her pants itself. Asha saw the movement of
Ajit’s glistening prick going in and out of Anjali’s cunt. Ajit
was really very muscular and had a lot of hair on his chest,
back and legs. He was effortlessly and very gracefully fucking
Anjali. Asha could not help, but, remove her pants and started
massaging her wet cunt, by inserting her hand in her panties.
Asha began moaning softly, seeing the erotic action and fingering her
cunt simultaneously. Asha was so very engrossed in
pleasuring herself, she did not notice her old cook come into
the living room. This fellow heard some moaning and went
towards Asha’s bedroom to check the noise. Lo Behold, he saw
his madam, ass-naked fingering herself and moaning. Not having
the opportunity of having a young woman to fuck at his age, he
felt very horny on seeing the big gaand of his sexy madam. He
had eyed her, ever since he had entered this household since a
few days ago. He had even tried grabbing the young maid, but
she had managed to rebuff his advances. Now seeing an
opportunity of a life-time in front of him, moaning loudly, he
pressed his advantage and moved towards his partially naked
madam. Asha was totally unaware of his presence. She had a
glazed look over her eyes as she began moaning a little
louder, rubbing her cunt and approaching an orgasm. “uunnh uunh
uunnh oooh uunnnh ooohh”, she moaned softly as she began to
come, trying to steady herself against the ventilation window. Just
at that moment, Asha felt herself being lifted off the table
from behind. Before she could realise what had happened, the
old servant had grabbed her from behind and used his other hand
to muffle her mouth as he began to pull her along with
himself. Asha tried to struggle free, but this fellow held her
in a strong grip and also since her pants were all wrapped up
near her ankle, Asha had no balance. Also she was moaning in orgasm
as he dragged her thru the kitchen and into the servants
quarter. “oohh uunnggh uunnnh uuunnhh uunnnhh uuunnhhh
uuunnnh uutrrgghh uuunngghh ooooohhhhh uuunnnhhgg
uuuuunnngghhhhhh oohhhhhhhh uunnghhh uuunnngghhhhhhhhh”, she
continued moaning as he dragged her along with himself.
Here he roughly let her fall on the jute cot and quickly let his
pants fall down, thus freeing his throbbing prick. On seeing
him, Asha realised who he was, but it was too late. She could
see his big blackish throbbing prick. It was big and had a
purplish crown, which was moist with his pre-cum. Asha felt her
cunt juices flowing freely at the sight of his ugly fat prick.
The servant ripped her wet panties. Her cunt was totally
exposed now, and he roughly pulled her legs apart and positioned his
prick near her dripping cunt. “Nahin nahin ye math karo
naahhhiiiiiiiiiiiiinn oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, was
all Asha could manage to say, as the servant plunged his prick
into her cunt. His prick sank in fully the very first thrust as
Asha’s cunt was well lubricated by her own juices. The servant
had not even bothered to uncover the rest of her clothes or his
and started pumping his cock in and out of her excited and engorged
cunt. “Oooh ooohh oooooooooooooooohh oohhhhhhhhh”, Asha moaned
loudly, as she felt her cunt being stretched and pumped by his
prick. The jute cot was rocking with the weight of each thrust
and Asha could feel the rough edges of the jute grazing her
soft big gaand with each thrust. Neverthless, Asha could feel
her orgasm coming as the old man grunted and grunted and
continued fucking her. Soon Asha was frantically raising her gaand to
each of his thrusts. “OOIIIIiiii oooooooii aaaaahhhhh
aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh hhhhhhaaiinnnnnnnnnnn ooouuii
ooooooooohhhhh uuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhh”, she
began wailing loudly, welcoming his pricks powerful thrusts by
raising her gaand to meet each one of them . The cot was
shaking and making creaking dry noises as wet noises were made
by Asha’s cunt as the prick continued to move rapidly in and
out of her. “UUUUUUUUUUUUUU NNNNNNNNNNNN GGGGG HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAA RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR GGGGGGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, Asha cried as
she had a series of shattering orgasms. Hearing his madam
wailing, the servant to climaxed with a loud grunt and
collapsed on top of her, slobbering and biting her fair face
and mouth. He continued to remain inside her as he went on
licking and biting her face. Asha , being pinned down by his weight
and also due the the shattering orgasm, had no strength left in
her to push him away and thus allowed herself to be licked and
bitten on her face, cheeks, lips, till her entire face was red
and covered by the servants saliva. Then the servant got off
her and put on his pants and walked out of the quarter without
uttering a single word to her. Asha was still gasping from the
onslaught as he walked away, leaving her alone in the servants
quarter. Asha wiped her wet face with her t-shirt and managed
to pull up and zip her pants. She then picked up her moist torn
panties, stuffing them in her pocket and walked into the house
again thru the kitchen. On seeing her, the servant calmly
said, “Chai banau aapke liye madam”, as though nothing untoward
had transpired. Asha was in a daze and could only manage to nod
her head in agreement as she went into her mum-in-laws bedroom,
to use the bathroom. Luckily for her, her mother-in-law was
fast asleep, thus did not see the obvious dishevelled state of
her daughter-in-law. However the young maid, who was sleeping
on the floor, saw the well-fucked look of her madam, before
Asha could close the door of the bathroom. The maid immediately
got up and went into the living room to see who the man was,
who had fucked her madam. On seeing nobody there, she went
towards Asha’s bedroom to find a table from the living room
placed next to the door. Not understanding what had happened,
she picked up the table just as Anjali opened the bedroom door and
looked at the maid questioningly. Ajit too stepped out of the
bedroom behind Anjali. On seeing Ajit, the maid gave a knowing
smile to Anjali. Anjali blushed at the maid, remembering the
fuck-session with her and Mr. Sinha, last night. She
hesitatingly asked her, where Asha was, and the maid said that
she is in the bathroom. Asha meanwhile was trembling with fear
and excitement in the bathroom. Her legs were trembling and she
was holding the basin for support as she washed her face over
and over again from the cold tap water. She then stripped of
her pants and turned around trying to see the red marks on her
buttocks. The old servant fellow had really fucked her hard and she
had red bruises on her buttocks, where the rough jute of the
cot had grazed her badly. Feeling her bums with her hand, Asha
began to experience pain. Oh God, she thought, who would have
thought that this old cook could fuck so very hard. “Look at
the cheek of the fellow, she thought, taking advantage of me,
fucking me soundly and then acting so non-chalantly, asking me
if I wanted tea”. All these thoughts entered her mind as she
opened the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and applied some
teramycin on her sore buttocks. Then she once again began
washing her face, removing all traces of the old fellows saliva
on her. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw her face
reddened by all the biting and licking it had received. She
then began applying cream to hide the hickies formed on her
face and neck. Finally, satisfied with her looks, she stepped out of
the bathroom and went towards the living room. As Asha
entered, she saw Anjali and Ajit sitting and waiting for her.
She sat next to Anjali on the sofa . Anjali winked shamelessly
at her, conveying her joy at being left alone with her fiancé.
Just then the old cook entered with the tea tray. Asha looked
up at him hesitatingly and she saw him looking and smiling at
her. Asha blushed in embarrassment and quickly lowered her
gaze. “Son of a bitch”, she thought, in her mind, as she bit
her lower lip in embarrassment. After having their tea, Ajit
arose and said he would be back by 8.pm, as he was to visit a
friend of his. Asha noticed the satisfied look on his face,
having had a good time with his fiancé Anjali. Ajit before
leaving, looked at Asha and said that he would be taking them
all out for dinner, so please be ready and yes Rajesh too.
After Ajit left, both Anjali and Asha went into Asha’s bedroom.
Seeing the bedcover and sheets all crumpled, Anjali blushed and
quickly began preparing the bed, with Asha’s help. “So you
had your fill today, you horny woman”, said Asha laughingly to
Anjali. “No Asha dear, we were just talking”, replied Anjali
softly. “TALKING WERE YOU, Look at this mess, see the sheets are
wet with his cum and your dripping pussy”, said Asha
loudly. Anjali blushed at this and said, “Oh Asha, stop teasing
me, you being married are lucky to get fucked every
night”. Asha now advanced towards Anjali in mock anger. She
started tickling her and said, “Not even married as yet and you
talk of fucking, you horny bitch”. Now both the women were
hell bent on tickling each other. Soon the tickling turned to
grappling and wrestling as they wrestled and fell on the bed.
Both the women were trying to get on top of each other, trying
to pin the other person down. Their hands touched each other,
their bodies pressing each other, their breasts and thighs
being pressed by each other. Anjali got the better of Asha and
was soon on top of her pinning her down. Both the women were
breathing heavily now with all the exertion. Anjali saw
something protruding out of Asha’s pant pocket. She grabbed at it
and saw that they were Asha’s panties all torn up. She then
unzipped Asha’s pant, to find that Asha was not wearing any
panties. “Aha, what have we here, a pair of wettish and torn
panties”, she exclaimed. “What have you been doing Asha”, she
went on. Asha saw her torn panties in Anjali’s hand and blushed
deeply. Anjali kept persisting for an explanation. Asha could
not think of anything to say and began struggling to push
Anjali off, from being on top of her. Anjali then put her hand
on Asha’s pant and began trying to remove them. Soon she had
Asha’s cunt exposed and roughly put three of her fingers in her
cunt deeply. “OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, moaned Asha, “please stop
oooohhhhhhhhhhhh Anjali you are hurting meeeeeeeeeee”, wailed
Asha in pain. Keeping her three fingers deep inside Asha’s cunt,
Anjali said, “You calling me a horny bitch, now who is a horny
bitch, tell me how these panties are wet and torn and stuffed
inside your pocket”. Saying this, Anjali forced another finger
into Asha’s pussy. “Oohh plleaaseee nnnoo you are hurting mee
pplleeasassee ssttoopp I”ll
tteeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllll”, wailed Asha hurting.
Anjali felt excited on seeing Asha helplessly wailing at her hands.
She then removed her fingers from Asha’s cunt and in a one
swift motion removed her pants completely. Asha used both her
free hands to cover her pussy from any further assault from
Anjali. However, Anjali had other ideas. She caught hold of
Asha’s ankles together and gave them a sudden twist, forcing
Asha to flip over on her stomach, so as to have her buttocks
now, exposed towards Anjali. Anjali seeing this big gaand of
Asha could not resist giving them a hard slap one after the
other, seeing them jiggle and quiver on each impact of her hard
flat hand. “OOHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
STTOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP YOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
BBBIIIIIITTTTTCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, wailed Asha,
feeling renewed pain as her bums were still tender from the
grazing of the rough jute cot. However, Anjali was delirious in
excitement and the sense of power and control she had over her
elder voluptuous cousin. Anjali went on spanking
Asha. “TELL ME TELL ME, HOW YOU WETTED AND TORE YOUR PANTIES, OR
I WILL KEEP SPANKING YOU”, said Anjali, now clearly enjoying
herself and getting into a rhythmn of spanking each bum
alternatively. “OOOOUUUUUUUUU OOUUUUUUU
ANNJJALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII OOOUUCHHHHH II WASSSSSSS
WARCHINGGGGGGG YOOOOOUUUUUUU GEETINGGG FUCKEDDDDDDDDD BY
AJIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTT, STOOPPPPPPP
PLLLLLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, wailed Asha. Anjali was
frozen in surprise for a moment. A moment was all that Asha
needed to push Anjali off her and get on top of the stunned girl.
Asha then proceeded to remove Anjali’s pants and panties as the
young girl struggled in vain to push the heavier woman off
her. As Asha pushed two fingers roughly inside Anjali’s tight
cunt, she found that Anjali was wet. Clearly, Anjali had been
excited, by the spanking, she had given to Asha. Asha too was
in an excited state. She immediately brought her mouth over
Anjali’s wet cunt and began nibbling her clit while fucking her
cunt with her two fingers. “ohhhhh ooohhhhhhhh
aaassshhhhhaaaaaaaaa ooooohhhhhhhh iiiiiii llllluuuvvvv
iiiiiitttttttttttttttttttttt”, moaned Anjali softly, enjoying
the pleasure she was receiving. Now, instead of trying to push
Asha off her, Anjali used her hands to press Asha’s head onto
her cunt. Asha continued pleasuring the young girl but stopped
when she noticed her young buttocks quivering. Noticing that
Asha had stopped, just when she was about to come, Anjali
gasped, ” OHHHHH DON’T STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH”.
However, Asha wanted her revenge and now it was her turn to flip
the helpless and moaning girl over and start spanking her
youthful and firm buttocks. Asha began slapping them hard, at
the same time kept one hand underneath to lightly brush against
her clit after each hard spank. “OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH
thhhhhhaaatttttttt oooooooouuchhhhhhhhh
OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAHHHHHHHH”, continued moaning Anjali.
She was experiencing pain at being spanked and at the same
timeb pleasure at her clit being brushed by Asha’s hand. In
this manner Asha kept on spanking and pleasuring the young
girl. Anjali was by now moaning loudly. Tears were flowing from
her eyes at the pain. Her buttocks had become red with all the
spanking. Her cunt was dripping as she was approaching orgasm.
Asha continued to purposely prolong her orgasm.
Finally, “OHHHHHHHHH AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAASSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”, she cried as her body
was rocked with a series of shattering orgasms. Seeing
this young girl having her orgasm and her buttocks and thighs
quivering, Asha too felt excited and needed a release herself. She
turned Anjali over and raising her one leg tried to rub their
cunts together to get some contact with her own wet and horny
pussy. Also on seeing the tears on Anjali’s face, Asha
immediately started kissing her to dry her tears. As Asha,
began kissing Anjali with passion, Anjali, began fingering
Asha’s cunt. In between the kissing Anjali said, “So you enjoyed
seeing me and Ajit fucking “. “OOOHH yyess AKJJIITTTtt
hhaas such oooohhh aa hairy
bodddddddddddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy”, Asha moaned as she
began to feel her own orgasm approaching. Anjali was now
thrusting three of her fingers together, in and out of Asha’s
cunt in a rapid motion. She again was in control of this horny
woman. “So you want him to fuck you too”, said Anjali
softly. “AHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSS
OOHHHHHHHHH YYYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS”, Asha moaned as she
came with the thought of Ajit fucking her standing up, the way
she had seen him fuck Anjali. As Asha came, she tightly clasped
Anjali and both the women rocked on the bed, till Asha’s
intense orgasm subsided. After a while, having satiated their
desires, both the women looked sheepishly at each other as
they hugged each other and lay side by side, ass-naked on the
bed. Unknown to them, the young maid had seen them, having
heard their noises and climbing on the stool to watch them
through the ventilation window. The young maid, too had been
excited by all this and awaited the night to quench her desires
with Mr. Sinha and Anjali. Now, feeling awkward at what had been
done, the two women got up to get dressed and go out for dinner
with Rajesh and Ajit.
That evening, both Rajesh and his father were eager to get
backhome
early. Strangely enough, both had Anjali on their minds. Both
men were
silent on the ride home, both thinking of Anjali.
Rajesh just could not get her off his mind. She was so damm
pretty and
petite he thought, she reminded him of Ashwairya Rai. Yes, he
thought, she
looked just like her. In his mind, he pictured the scene when
he had seen
her naked in the bathroom. What pert and perky breasts and such
a firm
body he thought, feeling his prick grow within the confines of
his pants.
He had been bold towards her, while walking out of the cinema
hall, but
not bold enough , he reflected. Oh , he badly wanted to fuck
her.
The elder Mr. Sinha too was lost in thoughts about Anjali. Last
night had
been a gift directly from heaven for him. He was really feeling
young
because of Anjali. Although, he had realised that she was not
a virgin,
still damm, she was tight, very tight. She was a young girl who
had been
cocked before, but just a few times only. Enough, for her to
crave for
some more cocking. She was really hot and very horny. The way
she had
willingly received him this morning, wanting for him to cock
her again.
She had not withdrawn into a shell or some guilt trip after he
had fucked
her, but instead was wet and horny for some more cocking in the
morning.
Too bad, that he had just been able to finger her. But tonight,
he would
thoroughly fuck her, he would fuck her silly, he would cock her
pussy to
her and his hearts desire. Thinking all these amorous thoughts,
he
adjusted his growing prick in his pants and continued to
dream away till
they reached home.
At home, both Asha and Anjali were getting dressed for the
night out. Asha
had worn the thin-strapped black dress, the one she had taken
from Mini.
In this dress Asha looked very sexy and she could see the
envious glances
of Anjali towards her. Asha had purposely worn no bra so that
her nipples
were visible through the thin dress and also her heavy breasts
jiggled
freely as she walked in high heels. Anjali feeling jealous of
Asha’s
luscious and bigger breasts, could not control her bitchiness
and said,
“Are you sure that dress can hold them, I think they may just
fall out”.
Asha smiled at Anjali’s feeble attempt at bitchiness, she felt
quite
pleased by her jealousy. “Don’t you worry Anjali dear, both
Rajesh and
Ajit can hold one each in case of such an eventuality”, Asha
said
laughingly.
“Oh really, me thinks both Rajesh and Ajit have the hots for me
only, they
will not be looking at you, my dear old cousin”, replied Anjali.
“In fact, Asha dear, I forgot to tell you, your husband Rajesh
was making
a pass at me, while leaving the cinema hall that evening”, she
continued.
Seeing Asha’s face looking crestfallen, Anjali pressed home
her advantage
by saying, “Asha dear, Rajesh was practically drooling all over
me, like a
puppy”, she went on.
Asha realised that what Anjali had said was true. Her husband
was
infatuated, by this young sexy girl. She would have to keep a
sharper eye
on him.
Just then Ajit entered their bedroom. He was back from meeting
his friend.
One look at Asha and Ajit let out a wolf whistle, while eyeing
her up and
down. Asha blushed in embarrassment, at his open admiration of
her, that
too in Anjali’s presence. Anjali felt slighted by this and
scolded Ajit,
“Behave Ajit”, she said in anger. Ajit looked a bit sheepish at
being
reprimanded by his fiancée and smiled sheepishly . Asha just
looked at
Anjali and said, “Anjali dear, you were just mentioning
something
before… what was it. I can’t seem to remember… can you..”,
saying this
Asha triumphantly walked out of the bedroom and into the living
room, with
both Ajit and Anjali following her.
As all three of them entered the living room, so did Rajesh and
Mr.Sinha.
Mr. Sinha eyed his daughter-in-law Asha. Oh God, she looked so
sexy in
that dress. This was the same dress that he had once seen her
coming home,
looking thoroughly fucked. Seeing Asha now, Mr. Sinha could not
take his
eyes of her. Poor Anjali was feeling left out and neglected as
she noticed
all three men looking lustily at Asha. Anjali wished that her
breasts were
as big as Asha’s, so that she too could make men drool at her
in such a
dress. Asha on the other hand, was loving every second of the
male
attention she was getting. She purposely came closer to her
husband
Rajesh, taking his arm into hers she purred like a cat, eyeing
both Anjali
and Ajit, “Darling, you are just in time, c’mon now, lets go
out for
dinner, Ajit is taking us out to a disco and then to
dinner”. “I’m just
dying to dance”, she went on revelling in the drooling faces of
the men.
Rajesh dutifully went to his bedroom to get dressed, leaving
Asha, Anjali,
Ajit and his father Mr. Sinha in the living room. Mr. Sinha
kept on
lustily staring at the sexy body of his daughter-in-law. Ajit
too was
engrossed in eyeing Asha. Both men could clearly see Asha’s
hardening
nipples through her tight dress and could also make out that
she was not
wearing any bra or even a panty. Asha was feeling hot and
excited as she
purposely and openly flaunted her body, teasing both the men.
She would at
times raise her arms in pretext of brushing her hair, thereby
giving both
men an eyeful of her luscious boobs and her sexy clean shaven
armpits.
Anjali noticed all the male attention on Asha. Although she
felt jealous,
she too admired Asha’s voluptous figure. She was clearly
envious of Asha’s
larger and bigger breasts. Mr. Sinha noticed that his daughter-
in-law Asha
was smiling at him, even as he openly and unabashedly drunk in
her sexy
figure. Maybe, the Gods are smiling at me, he thought, maybe, I
will soon
be able to fulfil my desire of ravaging her. Ajit, who till now
had eyes
only for his fiancée, was now totally taken up by Asha’s
sexiness. He
could felt his cock stirring, within the confines of his pants.
He wanted
to fuck Asha, he wanted to fuck her badly. Anjali was his, and
also, he
had had her, a fair number of times, boy wouldn’t it be great
to get an
opportunity to cock her cousin Asha too. As they were all
engrossed in
their sexual thoughts, in walked Rajesh, unaware of the sexual
tension
existing in the room. His arrival, sort of woke them up from
their
thoughts and the foursome soon left for the evening out.
Asha had never been to a disco before. Her husband Rajesh had
never taken
her and even when she had expressed an interest in dancing, he
had just
brushed her off. Ajit took them all to a disco in a five-star
hotel. Since
it was Friday night, it was jam packed. Asha was amazed at
seeing so so
many young girls and guys, dancing drinking and generally
having a good
time. Without asking Ajit bought them all a round of beer and
the foursome
sipped beer, while standing in the crowded place and taking in
the
atmosphere of the place. They could not talk much as the music
was really
loud. Asha noticed that Ajit had his hands around Anjali and
was caressing
her body as they both drunk beer and swayed to the music. Ajit
then
whispered something to Anjali and soon they moved towards the
dance floor,
leaving their empty glasses on somebody else’s table. Asha
watched with
envy as she saw both Ajit and Anjali freely dancing to the
music on the
crowded dance floor. She looked towards her husband Rajesh. He
too was
watching Ajit and Anjali. She then nudged him to come and
dance. He
however, being so timid as usual, declined and continued
watching and
sipping beer. Just then the table near them got empty and
Rajesh quickly
motioned Asha to sit and occupy the table. Ajit and Anjali then
returned
to the table and joined them. Ajit, immediately went towards
the bar and
returned with a fresh round of beer for everyone.
Anjali then leaned towards Asha and said, ” Why aren’t you two
dancing”.
“Rajesh does not like to dance”, replied Asha.
Anjali smiled mischeviously at her and said, ” You just see
now”. Having
said that, Anjali stood up and took Rajesh’s hands and motioned
for him to
come to the dance floor. Much to Asha’s surprise, Rajesh
readily got up
and followed Anjali, who was holding him by his hand like a
puppy dog.
Asha felt most upset. However, she put up a brave face and
continued to
gulp her beer, while watching her husband dance with Anjali.
This went on
for 10 minutes or so, the music changed to a slow number and
she watched
as Rajesh now had Anjali in his arms, their bodies rubbing each
other as
they swayed to the slow number. Ajit bought another round of
beer for
himself and Asha and now sat next to her, while handing her a
fresh glass.
The music was too loud for him to attempt to make a
conversation with
Asha, so he sat next to her, watching her take large gulps of
her beer. He
then bought another round for her. He wanted to make a move on
her, but
was unsure of the reaction. So he just kept staring at her
lustfully.
Asha was unaware of his lustfull gazes, she was seething with
anger at
both her husband and Anjali. “How dare that bitch try to be one
up on me,
dancing with my husband so openly”, Asha thought in anger. Asha
continued
to be lost in her thoughts and kept drinking beer, suddenly she
felt a
hand on her shoulders and saw Ajit’s face so very close to her.
He was
asking her to dance. Seeing an opportunity to take her revenge
on Anjali,
she readily agreed. As she was getting up, Asha found that her
head began
to spin and she was unable to balance herself, due to the beer
she had
drunk. Ajit took this opportunity to put his arms around her
waist and
hold her tightly against himself, while leading her to the
dance floor.
Slow numbers were still playing as Ajit now held her closely
against
himself. Ajit was overjoyed at having this opportunity. He
pressed her
firmly to his body and generally swayed to the music. He did
not hear or
feel any objection from her as he held her body tightly against
hi. This
made him bolder. Soon his hands were roaming all over her back
and her big
buttocks. Her breasts were pressed against his body. Seeing no
resistance
on her part, Ajit began kneading her big buttocks with his
hands,
massaging, clenching and generally having a good feel. Asha
was aware of
his feeling her in this manner, but did not even try to stop
him. She
rested her head against his shoulder and allowed him to take
liberties
with her. Ajit took in the smell of her hair and continued to
hold her
tightly, rubbing her bums to his hearts content. His prick was
straining
against Asha’s stomach. Feeling the hardness on her stomach,
Asha too was
getting aroused. Ajit now had each of his hands on each bum
and holding
Asha in this manner, began to rub his hardness against her
stomach. Again
sensing no resistance, Ajit grew bolder and began to lick
Asha’s neck and
ear, nibbling and licking. Asha let off a small moan in
pleasure. Ajit
became bolder and lifted her dress a little as his hands came
in direct
contact with the undersides of Asha’s buttocks. “uunnhhhhh
uuunnnhhh”,
Asha moaned, as Ajit was massaging and clenching her bums. Her
cunt juices
were flowing and she kept thinking about his prick, as she felt
his
hardness against her stomach. Ajit was now openly nuzzling her
neck as he
continued to knead her big bums. Asha was moaning with pleasure
and
herself pressing her stomach against Ajit’s hard prick. Ajit
could not
believe his luck, this bitch was in heat, indeed, he needed
privacy to
fuck her, but certainly not here, he thought. This was all he
could do
here on the dance floor, he definitely could not proceed any
further.
Sensing this, he lead her away from the dance floor, thinking
that he
would take her out of the hotel and into the car in the parking
lot, where
he would proceed to fuck her. His hands were holding her under
her armpit,
tightly clasping her breast, as he led her away from the dance
floor. Just
then he encountered Rajesh and Anjali. He quickly let go of
Asha and held
her by her hands only. Rajesh and Anjali did not see him,
before he saw
them and therefore had not seen the manner in which he was
holding Asha’s
breast.
Ajit settled the bill and the foursome went out of the disco,
to the
coffee-shop to have their dinner. Asha was now being supported
by her
husband Rajesh, as she was too drunk to walk unsupported. At
the dinner
table, Asha felt queasy and requested Anjali to accompany her
to the
restroom. Hardly had they reached the restroom, when Asha bent
over the
wash basin and began vomiting. Asha felt better now having
vomited and
smiled at Anjali, the two women then went back to their table.
All through
dinner, Asha was aware of the lustfilled glances from Ajit.
This made her
feel very happy as Ajit was totally taken up by her. Asha
purposely at
times ran her tongue over her lips when she saw Ajit gazing at
her. She
also kept raising her arms to ty and untie her hair, thereby
giving Ajit,
(who was sitting directly opposite her) a good view of her
breasts and her
hardened nipples seen through the dress. Ajit on the other hand
was
totally besotted by Asha. Looking at her run her tongue
purposefully over
her lips, he kept thinking about how those very lips would look
encircling
and sucking his cock. She had such thick and luscious lips that
he
desperately wanted his prick to be licked, caressed and sucked
by them. He
saw her slender fair arms and her clean shaven armpit and was
thinking
about how he would bite them and suck at them, given half a
chance. Seeing
her stiff nipples, seen clearly through her dress, Ajit could
see the
dime-sized aureolas and imagined his mouth suckling at them.
There was
hardly any talk during dinner as both couples were busy in
having amorous
thoughts about each others women. Rajesh and Anjali too were
busy eyeing
each other and arousing each other by their lustfull glances.
Rajesh,
though having never danced before, had enjoyed the company of
Anjali. Thus
dinner progressed without much talk and soon it was time to
leave. Ajit
very reluctantly said bye to the three of them as he dropped
them at
Rajesh’s house. He was feeling extremely horny and so were the
other three
too.
No sooner had Rajesh entered his bedroom, he started to pounce
on his wife
Asha. Asha too was very surprised to see Rajesh hugging and
kissing her so
strongly and being very impatient in trying to remove Asha’s
tight dress.
Asha had to hold him off, as she did not want her sexy dress
all torn up
and removed it herself with great difficulty. Seeing his wife
stark
naked, without any bra or panty, Rajesh went beserk and started
kneading
and sucking her breasts. Asha too was hot with a desire of a
good fuck and
she grabbed at her husband’s prick, as he too quickly shed his
clothes.
Leaving any thoughts aside, Asha hungrily took her husband’s
prick in her
mouth as she knelt in front of him. Rajesh let off a long moan
as he felt
his prick engulfed in her warm mouth. Asha was expertly sucking
her
husband for the very first time, she was enjoying it, thinking
that she
was sucking Ajit’s prick. In no time whatsoever, her husband
Rajesh
climaxed and ejaculated in her mouth. Asha greedily continued
to suck him
swallowing his cum. She noticed that he did not cum much, as
compared to
the other men she had sucked, and had no trouble in swallowing
his entire
cum. Rajesh groaned with pleasure and rached for the bed,
falling on the
mattress, fully satiated. Asha however, was feeling extremely
horny and
she followed Rajesh to the bed wanting him to fondle her,
finger her, fuck
her and suck her. Rajesh, however was sexually spent right now
and made no
move towards his desperate wife. Asha took control of the
situation and
caressed his thin limp short prick, wanting it to become erect
again. Asha
again took his limp prick in her mouth. It was so small and
thin, that she
took his entire prick in her mouth as she caressed his balls
too, trying
to bring his prick to the erect state. However, her efforts
proved futile
as even after 15 mins or so of sucking his prick remained small
and
useless. Asha then started talking about how Ajit had
practically forced
her to dance, she continued by saying that he had pressed her
body tightly
against his, making her feel the hardness of his prick. Rajesh
grew
aroused by this talk and wanted to know more about what had
happened. Asha
seizing this opportunity, began caressing her husbands prick as
she
continued her sexual narration.
“That bastard Ajit, lifted my dress while dancing and was
freely touching
my buttocks”, she said, while caressing her husbands’ prick,
which was
growing and throbbing with life.
“You know Rajesh, he held me so very tightly that I could
hardly move,
while he enjoyed himself, massaging my bums”.
Hearing this Rajesh felt his prick now fully erect and
throbbing with
excitement and desire.
“You know Rajesh, that Ajit is such a rogue, had you not been
there, he
would definitely have fucked me”
Rajesh was now throbbing with desire. He quickly parted his
wife’s legs
and sank his prick into her dripping cunt and began stroking
her
furiously.
“Aaaaahhh yes, Rajesh, uummhh he would uunnhhhhhhhhhhh
aannnhhhhhhh
hhavvee fffff uuuuuuuccccccccc kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkeeeeeeeeeeeeee
dddddddddddddddddddddd mmmmmmmmmmm
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
lllllikee ttthi
ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss”, moaned
Asha as she raised her buttocks to meet her husbands thrusts.
“Yyeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssss TTTThhhhhhhhhhattttttt
uuuuuunnnnnnhhhhhhh rrrrrAAAAJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh
AAAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJIIIIIIIIIIIIIII TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
uuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhh
aaaaaaajjjjjjiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttttttt”, Asha wailed
his name as
she came with so much desire.
Rajesh however, kept stroking her hard. Asha was surprised by
the staying
power of her husband. Usually he came just after a few strokes
of entering
her, but today he appeared a new man and was really plugging
her in and
out with o lot of powerful thrusting.
“youuu wwannt hhiimm to ffuckk yoouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”, he moaned,
as he
continued to ram his wife’s pussy mercilessly.
“uunnhhhhhhhh RRAjjjjjeeeshhhhhhhhhhhhh
ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
uunnhh uunnhh uunnh uunnhhhhh
uuunhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”,
wailed Asha, unable to bear or keep pace with the furious
fucking she was
receiving from her husband.
“RaaaaaaaJJJJJJJJJeeesssshhhhhhhhhhhhh
pleasseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
unnnnnhhhhhh your hhhhurtiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggg
mmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee slowwwwwwwwwwwww
pleeeaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
bbbbe uunhhhhhhhh geeentleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
aaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii”, wailed Asha, begging
Rajesh to
slow down and be gentle with her.
Hearing his wife, Rajesh slowed his pace and literally stopped
his
thrusting, keeping his prick fully inside his wife’s cunt. He
then after a
time again began thrusting, but this time gently and slowly,
while
engaging his mouth on Asha’s sweaty breasts. He started
chewing, nibbling
and licking her taut nipples as he slowly fucked and fucked her.
“aaahh aaahhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhh ooouuuuiiiiiiii
yyyyyeessssssssssss
aahhhhhhhhh oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, Asha
moaned as she
derived pleasure this way and began raising her buttocks to
meet his
thrusts.
“So you wanted Ajit to fuck you”, continued Rajesh, in a hoarse
voice,
clearly excited by the idea of his wife being fucked by another
man.
“uunnhh ooohhh hhee wwaass iuunnhhh
pressssiiiiingggggggggggggg
mmeeeee unnhhhhhh soooo mmucjhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”,
wailed Asha , as she felt another series of orgasms rock her
body yet
again.
“aaiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ooooooohhhhhhhhhh
yyyyyyyyesssssssssssssssssssssss unhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
rrajjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
unnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhkkkkkk” she wailed her husbands name as she
came.
Rajesh too exploded inside her and then fell flat on his wife,
totally
spent. The two sweaty bodies intertwined with each other as
both of them
lay there fully satiated and breathing heavily.
As Asha lay underneath her gasping husband, Asha felt very
loving and
happy towards her husband. She continued caressing his back as
she
reflected upon the terrific love-making session she had
experienced with
him. Since yesterday, he had really improved and she found
total
satisfaction in this. Her sub-conscious had always felt guilty,
being
fucked by other men due to her husband’s inadequacy. But
yesterday and
today were telling a different story. Asha resolved to remain
faithfull to
her husband from now on and also stop taking the pill, so that
she could
start a family with her husband and lead a normal life. With
these
thoughts in mind, she blissfully drifted off to sleep, naked,
and in her
equally naked husband’s arms.
In that house, that night, Asha and Rajesh were not the only
couple
enjoying themselves.
Anjali was also there. She had entered the bedroom of Asha’s in-
laws,
feeling equally horny and needing sex. However, she found the
maid and
Anjali’s mother-in-law, fast asleep. Anjali quietly tip-toed to
the living
room, looking for Mr. Sinha. She found him fast asleep on the
sofa,
snoring loudly. Feeling very frustrated with the situation,
Anjali changed
her clothes and tried to sleep. However, sleep was not easy in
coming as
amorous thoughts filled her mind and she had a desperate urge
to
masturbate herself to sleep.
Mr. Sinha had waited and waited for them to return from dinner,
finally
falling asleep in the process. He had had a scented bath
tonight in
anticipation of fucking the young Anjali once again. The maid
as usual had
been ready and willing for him, however Mr. Sinha wanted the
tight cunt
and body of Anjali, and therefore waved her away.
In the middle of the night around 2.30 am, Mr. Sinha awoke from
his
slumber, needing to go to the toilet. He went into his wife’s
room to
enter the bathroom and saw Anjali sleeping on the bed. Her
nightie had
risen up her thighs and her milky thighs and dark bush could be
seen.
While urinating, this sexy picture of Anjali kept crossing his
mind and he
could feel his cock stiffen and throb. Returning to the room,
Mr. Sinha
could not help his actions. He gently sat on the bed and
allowed his hand
and fingers to caress Anjali’s cunt. He slipped one finger
inside her cunt
and found it to be moist. He then inserted his thumb to make it
moist,
then inserting two fingers in her cunt, he used his wet thumb
to rub her
clit softly and slowly in circles. This action of his elicited
a soft moan
from the sleeping Anjali’s lips. Mr. Sinha looked at her
angelic face and
felt a strong urge to kiss her, to fill her mouth with his
throbbing
prick, to make her drink in his semen. He wanted to spend the
few
remaining hours of the morning fucking her. He now started to
rub her
erect clit even faster while furiously stroking her wet cunt
with his
fingers. Anjali moaned and opened her eyes to see Mr. Sinha
lustfully
gazing at her. Seeing her looking at him, Mr. Sinha stopped all
movement
of his fingers and thumb. He smiled at her and was glad to
notice that
this young hot woman, began voluntarily moving her hips,
wanting contact
with his hand.
He then caught her by her arms and pulled her up
from bed
and began leading her to the living room. He made her sit next
to him on
the sofa and placed her small hand on his throbbing erectness.
“Dekho Anjali beti, mera lund tumhe choodne ko kitna tadap raha
hai”, he
said, pleased by the firm grip this young hot woman had on his
prick.
He then untied his pyjamas and removed her hand to free his
prick.
“unnnhhhhhhh”, Anjali gasped on seeing the big thick prick,
standing proud
and erect, throbbing in the air. She had never seen such a big
one before
and her cunt juices began to flow as her hand held the prick
and she felt
its hardness and power.
Mr. Sinha was pleased to see Anjali mesmerised with his prick.
Before the
morning dawned he would make sure that she had the fuck of her
life. While
Anjali was staring and holding his prick, Mr. Sinha pushed her
nightie up
and began massaging her dripping cunt, making the young woman
moan in
passion.
“Dekho Anjali beti, teri choot bhi utni hi tadap rahi hai, pani
pani ho
rahi hai, mere lund ke liye”. Hearing this talk Anjali moaned
in desire
and buried her head on Mr. Sinha’s chest in shame and desire.
Mr. Sinha took this opportunity to once again free his prick
from her firm
grip and then remove her nightie, leaving her completely naked.
He too
removed his pyjamas and kurta and was also totally naked. He
then sat next
to Anjali who had lowered her head and was covering her breasts
with her
arms.
“Anjali beti, sharmaoo nahin, abhi tau bahut mazza mile ga
tiumhe, aoo
mere pass”, saying this he caught her arms and lifeted her to
sit on his
lap facing him. His prick was standing erect and throbbing
against her
stomach. Anjali felt its hardness against her stomach and her
legs were
also pulled apart wide, on each side of his waist, thus
bringing her pussy
in direct contact with his soft balls, while her erect clit bud
was
pressed against the base of his cock. Mr. Sinha then
concentrated on
kissing her breasts. Though they were small now, with little
experience of
being sucked, they were firm with small erect nipples. Anjali
gasped,
“uunnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, as she felt her nipple being enclosed in
his warm
mouth and felt the stubble of his chin and cheeks graze her
soft breasts.
He was sucking her nipples alternatively and also giving light
nibbles all
over her breasts. She moaned in pleasure as her cunt juices ran
freely
onto her thighs and onto his balls. She began to grind her cunt
against
his balls, and her clit against the base of his cock,
desperately needing
to cum. Mr. Sinha began tongue-kissing her and Anjali moaned
into his
mouth, so deliriously horny she was for his cock.
“uunnh ooooooooohhhh unnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnn”, she
moaned as
she received pleasure as her breasts were massaged and mauled
at the same
time.
Mr. Sinha looked at her face which looked even more angelic
contorted with
passion. He began kissing her cheeks and lips, while Anjali was
now
fiercely rubbing his prick.
“Anjali beti, mazza aah raha hai”, he asked.
“uunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, she moaned in reply.
Mr. Sinha then lifted her off him and made her sit on the sofa.
Now
holding her legs wide apart in the air, he moved in between and
purposely
began hitting her clit with his hard prick.
“oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hha hhha hhaa hhhhhaa
hhhhaaaaaaaaaa”, gasped Anjali in rhythmn, every time his prick
came in
contact with her clit. Her cunt was engorged with blood and her
cunt lips
were swollen, her juices dripping freely as she was on the
verge of an
orgasm.
Her eyes were glazed as she watched Mr. Sinha expertly position
his cock
and with a firm push drive the head into her cunt.
“aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
gggggggggggggggg rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, she
moaned as
she exploded into a series of orgasms with only his prick head
stretching
her tight cunt. She jerked her buttocks as orgasm swept her
body, thus
allowing more of his prick to enter within her. Mr. Sinha also
took this
opportunity to push his entire prick in, touching his balls
with her
thighs.
Anjali wailed in pain, she felt stuffed, she felt as if his
prick had
reached her throat. She was totally plugged by this monster of
a cock. Her
thighs were trembling as Mr. Sinha took firm grip of her legs
and began
thrusting his prick in and out of her cunt, slowly at first.
Feeling the
total length of his hardness moving in and out of her, this
young woman
became delirious with pleasure. She began to wail loudly as he
stroked her
powerfully.
Mr. Sinha now let go of her legs and bent further down as her
legs
scissored his back and holding her by her waist he began
fucking her
furiously.
“aah aaa hhh aaaaa hhhh aaaaaaa hhhhhhh aaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhhhh
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, moaned
Anjali in
heat, receiving the pleasure of her life. With her hands she
raked his
back, urging him to go faster, till she reached another orgasm.
She wailed
in pleasure and then went limp as his hardness remained inside
her,
although totally still now. Seeing this sexy woman wail in
pleasure, Mr.
Sinha could not control himself and shot his load with his
prick fully
inside her. Anjali felt his orgasm and felt as if his semen
would come out
of her throat. Again, not thinking of any dangers of
impregnating this
unwed girl, Mr. Sinha had come inside her. Mr. Sinha after
some time
withdrew his prick, making a loud phooooooooooottttttt noise as
his prick
withdrew from the tight cunt.
“Anjali beti, teri choot tau bahut hi tight hai, kya tere who
Ajit ne
tujhe barabar nahin chooda kya”, said Mr. Sinha, while
caressing and
wiping the sweat of Anjali’s face.
“Ouui maaaa , usne mujhe aise tau nahin chooda, aapka lund tau
bahut mota
aur bada hai, mujhe aapka lund bahut mazza de tha hai”, replied
Anjali
lustfully looking directly in Mr. Sinha’s eyes and smiling at
him.
Mr. Sinha felt elated by her reply. “Anjali beti, ab zara dekho
tau, jhara
haath mein lau, dekho mera lund kitna choota ho gaya hai”, he
said,
cajoling her to take his soft prick in her hand. Anjali looked
at his soft
prick and began playing with it. Though it was much smaller in
length now,
still it was fatter and bigger than Ajit’s prick. As she
continued playing
with it, she saw it grow and grow to its full size in amazement.
“Ab mera lund ko choosau Anjali beti”.
Seeing her hesitate, Mr. Sinha continued, ” Daro mat, kya kabhi
lund nahin
choosa”.
Anjali just nodded, to say no, totally mesmerised by the size
and hardness
of Mr. Sinha’s prick.
Mr. Sinha held the back of her neck and dragged it down towards
his
throbbing prick. “Daro mat Anjali beti, yeh tumhe katega nahin,
choosau,
bahut mazza ayega mujhe aur baad main tum Ajit ko bhi mazza de
sako gi”.
Anjali tentatively opened her mouth as Mr. Sinha pushed her
towards his
prick. He did not force her, but brought her close to his
prick. He was
delighted to see Anjali open her sweet mouth and dart her
tongue out,
tentatively to taste the cum of his bulbous head. After a few
licks, the
young hot woman took his prick head in her mouth and began
sucking. Mr.
Sinha moaned in pleasure as he saw Anjali’s beautiful face ,
her lips
stretched as his cock was being sucked like a lollipop. He then
instructed
her to lick the base of his shaft and then his balls too.
Anjali was an
eager learner and followed his instructions in right earnest.
In this
manner Mr. Sinha taught Anjali to take his cock right up to her
throat,
withdrawing when he felt that she was choking and then stuffing
it in that
angelic mouth again and again. Soon Anjali could feel the power
of her
mouth and lips over this gigantic prick and had Mr. Sinha
moaning like a
baby as she sucked and sucked him and played with his balls.
Mr. Sinha was
on the verge of exploding, he loved seeing his prick stuffed in
her mouth,
with her lips all around it. Seeing her so involved in sucking
his prick,
looking so very sexy, Mr. Sinha could not control himself and
exploded in
her mouth. Anjali tried to swallow as much of the cum possible,
but soon
she began choking and removed her lips from his still
ejaculating prick,
letting his prick spurt semen all over her hair, face and neck.
“Abhi main teri choot choosunga”, saying this Mr. Sinha buried
his head
between her thighs. He expertly found her clit with his tongue
and began
gently stroking it with his tongue in circles, while holding
both her
buttocks in each of his hands.
Anjali moaned in pleasure as she was feeling horny herself at
sucking him
off. Mr. Sinha then withdrew his tongue from flicking her clit
and
hardened it and pushed it inside her cunt, hitting her cunt
walls as hard
as he could with his tongue going in and out.
“uuunn hhh uuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn hhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooo
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ggggg ooooooooooooooooooo dddddddddddddddd hhhhhhha
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” wailed Anjali at the
unbelievable
pleasure she was getting. She began jerking her bums as she
wanted more
and more contact with his tongue.
Now Mr. Sinha reverted back too her clit, playfully taking the
full clit
in his mouth and sucking it furiously, making the young woman
wail in
pleasure.
“OOOOOOOOOOOOO HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOUUUUUUU IIIIIIIIII
HHHHHHHAAA
IIIIIIIIIIIIIII SSSSASSSSSS UUUUUU RRRRRR JJJJ
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII”, wailed
Anjali, jerking her buttocks vigourously now with her impending
orgasm.
Mr. Sinha, felt her thighs tremble and realized that she was
about to
come. This horny woman was wailing continuously now, delirious
in
pleasure. Mr. Sinha then pushed his thumb into her virgin
arsehole, just
as Anjali wailed and exploded into a series of orgasms, her
whole body
trembling and sweating with pleasure.
“AAAAAAAA IIIIIIIIIIII EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOAAAFFFF
UUUNNNNNNNNNN GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, she wailed
and
wailed, her pleasure enhanced by his thumb in her arsehole.
Mr. Sinha, felt his cock twitching and throbbing again, he was
really
turned on by the sight of this sexy woman and also by her
sounds. He then
flipped her over her stomach and made her kneel, while sitting
on the
sofa, holding the back of the sofa with her hands, her cunt
clearly
raised. He slapped her buttocks playfully as he once again
assaulted her
gaping cunt from behind this time. Holding her by one hand
under her
stomach and waist he expertly guided his prick into her cunt.
“UUUUUUUUUUUU NNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH”, cried Anjali, as
she felt him
push his entire prick into her gaping cunt. Her cunt muscles
were tired
and exhausted, still she felt a shortness of breath as his cock
filled her
up yet again. She felt thrilled at being able to take his
entire cock in
her cunt. Her body, though held by the waist began rocking as
Mr. Sinha
fucked her from behind with deep long strokes. Her small
breasts were
swaying as he increased the tempo and Anjali had difficulty in
holding on
to the edge of the sofa as she was fucked and fucked and
fucked. Mr. Sinha
too was sweating profusely now, he was not accustomed to so
much fucking
at his age now, but hearing the pleasurable wailing of this hot
young
thing, kept him going. Anjali too, had never received such a
powerful and
thorough fucking before, her body was responding again as she
felt her
orgasm approaching.
“aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooooooooooooooo
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
hhhaaaaaaaaaaaa iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii aaaaaaaaaa
iiiiiiiiiiii eeeee
yyyyyyyyyy oooooooooo”, she cried as she came and felt Mr.
Sinha too
explode and fill her up yet again. Both of them were so
exhausted , that
they slumped down on the sofa over each other, their bodies
mingled with
sweat and cum, their breathing erratic and heavy. They lay on
top of each
other for a long long time, totally unaware that they were
being observed.
The person observing them was standing behind the open living-
room door.
The person had witnessed almost the whole fuck session. The
person had
been mesmerised seeing the gigantic prick of Mr. Sinha,
mercilessly
ramming Anjali again and again. The person had never seen such
a prick
ever before and was totally in awe of it. The person had been
excited by
the whole scenario and had stood motionlessly hearing the
wailing of the
young Anjali. This person was Rajesh. He had awoken to go to
the toilet,
but had been attracted here, on hearing Anjali’s wailing. He
had
masturbated twice, not being able to control himself on seeing
the huge
prick of his father furiously going in and out of the young
Anjali’s cunt.
When Anjali had yelled sasurji, while cumming, Rajesh had
thought about
his wife Asha being fucked by such a prick. This thought had
excited him
to masturbate again and as he continued to think of his wife
being fucked
by another man possessing such a mighty prick, he got hard
again. This
young girl who according to him looked like Aishwarya, looked
even more
sexier in passion. Seeing the two of them stirring and Anjali
being held
by his father and led towards the bedroom, Rajesh too quietly
went to his
room. His last thought before sleep was, how his wife Asha
would scream in
pleasure being fucked by his father.
Rajesh awoke the next morning, early and with a tremendous hard-on.
Seeing
the way his father had fucked and fucked Anjali last night was
still
playing on his mind. He had never seen such a big thick stout
prick,
invade a young cunt in such a merciless manner. Now awake and
with a
throbbing hard-on, he kept playing the scene in his mind again
and again.
He tried to awaken his wife Asha, since he desperately wanted
release.
Seeing that she was fast asleep, he decided to lift her flimsy
night over
her cunt. He saw that her cunt-lips were still a bit puffed-up,
from his
fucking her last night. He slowly bought his mouth against her
cunt and
began softly licking her cunt-lips and her peeking clit. As he
applied
moisture from his tongue, he felt her clit stiffening under his
ministrations and a sigh escape from the lips of his sleeping
wife. He now
started licking her budding clit a bit more firmly and with his
finger
parted her cunt-lips and stroked her wettening pussy.
“ohhhhhhhhhh aahhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, sighed Asha as she began moving
her
buttocks to meet his tongue. Rajesh now placed both his hands
under each
buttock as he massaged them, while maintaining to flick her
clit with his
tongue at will. He was now furiously flicking her clit and also
inserting
his tongue in her cunt alternatively. “OOOHHHHHH
AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”, moaned Asha, as her buttocks began to
quiver with
her anticipated orgasm. She was now fully awake and enjoying
the
ministrations of her husband. In the back of her mind, she was
surprised
by his actions and she was feeling horny and pleased by them
too. “Oohh
yyes rajjjjeshhhhhhhhhhhhh oh yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss”,
she moaned
, as he continued to lick her clit and tongue her. Her clitoris
was now
fully swollen and red, with all the attention it had received
from
Rajesh’s tongue. Her bums began to quiver, with her pending
orgasm.
Sensing this Rajesh tightly clenched both her buttocks, thus
purposely
delaying her orgasm. “AAIEEE RRAJESHHHHH PLLLEEEASSSS LET ME
CCCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH
UNNNNNNNNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”,
Asha started screaming loudly, desperately wanting to cum.
Seeing this
Rajesh began softly nibbling it and grating it with his teeth,
as he
relaxed his hold on her buttocks. This drove Asha wild as she
began
screaming loudly and her bums and thighs began to quiver with
her orgasm.
“AAAA IIIIIII EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH RRAJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEESS
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
MMMMMMMMMMMM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UNNNNNNGG
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHNNNNNNNN HHHHHHHHH
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG”, she
screamed at the
top of her voce, gurgling and screaming as a series of orgasms
shook her
body. Rajesh could hear or rather feel a knocking on the door,
however
Asha was blissfully unaware of anybody knocking as she
continued to scream
and enjoy her orgasm. As she quietened down, Rajesh heard the
knocking and
his father’s voice, behind the door. His father was asking for
the door to
be opened. Surely his father had heard his wife screaming
through her
orgasm. Strangely, this greatly excited Rajesh. He nudged his
panting
wife to open the door and see what his father wanted, while he
left for
the bathroom. Asha was in a daze and did not realise the whole
situation,
she was still gurgling in passion, although softly now as she
got up and
without thinking went to the door and opened it.
There is no better sight in the world, than the face of a woman
who has
just been awoken from the throes of sexual passion. The elder
Mr. Sinha
saw his daughter-in-law looking sexier than ever. He had come
to their
bedroom door and had stood for a while, hearing the sexual
moans and
groans of his daughter-in-law. Hearing her had given him an old
but virile
man an instant hard-on, which could clearly be seen from the
way his prick
was straining thru his pyjamas. He saw the sexy face of his
daughter-in-law, he saw her ripe and still heaving breasts
through her
flimsy nightie, he could smell the sexual aroma of her pussy
juices. Asha
saw him looking all over her body and now became aware of the
fact that he
must have heard her screaming in orgasm. She also became aware
of the fact
that she was practically naked under his gaze, due to the
flimsy and
see-thru nightie. This made her face redden with embarrassment
and she
lowered her eyes, unable to hide her shame. It was then that
she saw the
state of his pyjamas as his rock hard massive prick, strained
to be free
and welcomed by a hot throbbing and wet cunt. Asha felt her
face flushing
with excitement as her eyes were riveted on his prick. Both of
them had
not spoken a word as yet, totally transfixed with sexual
excitement and
tension in their minds. Rajesh was peeking from the bathroom
and was
feeling highly aroused himself. There was his wife, practically
naked
standing in front of his father, the same father who had last
night
pounded the fragile Anjali into orgasm after orgasm. Rajesh was
so excited
by this that he was afraid to touch his throbbing prick, lest
he cum
inside his pyjamas. He could feel his pyjamas getting wet due
to his
pre-cum juices.
Asha was still transfixed, staring at the elder Mr. Sinha’s
straining
prick, when he without speaking, took her hand and placed it on
his hard
prick. Asha immediately took her hand away, as if she had
received an
electric shock. She too did not say anything, but her eyes were
still
locked on his prick. Mr. Sinha again took her hand and placed
it on his
prick, and again Asha took her hand immediately away. He then
took her
hand again and this time held it as he placed it on his prick.
Asha tried
to struggle, but unsuccessfully. Mr. Sinha held her hand firmly
in place
and now with his other hand forced her to wrap her fingers over
his
throbbing prick. Sensing the hardness and feeling it throb, a
sigh escaped
from Asha’s lips, as she felt overwhelmed by the elder Mr.
Sinha. Sexual
thoughts were entering her mind by the millions. Her hands were
relaying
to her brain the massiveness of the prick and the word “khumba”
came in
her mind, as her face broke out into sweat and her cunt juices
began
flowing, involuntarily, Asha moistioned her lips with her
tongue, she
could feel the heat emanating from the huge prick as she
gripped it even
more firmly now. Her own body was heating up, just holding the
prick . Mr.
Sinha had by now let go of Asha’s hand and was pleased to see
that this
sexy young woman was holding his prick , now more firmly , all
by herself.
He had been right in his thinking, she was a hot woman,
desperate in need
of a thorough fucking. Rajesh had seen all this, peeking from
the
bathroom. He had seen how his wife was holding on to his
father’s massive
prick, all on her own. He could not control himself anymore,
the sight of
his wife holding his father’s prick was too much for him and he
came in
his pyjamas, without even touching himself. “ohh
sshhhooottttttt”, he
groaned as he himself was surprised by his orgasm. He fumbled
at the
bathroom door, trying to keep his balance as he came. The
slight noise
from the bathroom spoiled the erotic and intimate moment
between Asha and
the elder Mr. Sinha, as both of them were jolted back to
reality, hearing
Rajesh. Asha quickly withdrew her hand, and Mr. Sinha almost
fled the
room, saying loudly ” Rajesh, nashta taiyar hai, main tum dono
ko bulane
aaya tha”, saying this he left the room. Asha’s face was
flushed as Rajesh
entered the room, however, she was totally unaware that Rajesh
had
witnessed anything at all. Rajesh too acted as if nothing was
amiss, as
he wore his nightgown over his pyjama suit and gave Asha’s
nightgown to
her. Both then proceeded to the dining room. Rajesh’s mother
was gone to a
satsang prayer meeting with other old ladies and was not going
to be home
till lunch time.
At the dining table, Anjali was sitting with Ajit, ( he had
come early).
They both looked up and greeted Rajesh and Asha. Asha’s face
was still
flushed with sexual excitement and her nightgown buttons were
open for all
to see her heavy breasts and naked thighs as she walked and
took over the
task of playing the hostess and serving everybody with the
morning
breakfast. Anjali saw the lecherous looks her fiancé Ajit was
giving Asha
as she moved around the table serving everyone. Anjali felt
jealous and at
the same time was in awe of Asha’s sexy figure and fair
complexion. She
saw how Asha was smiling at Ajit , while serving him, how close
she was
standing to him and how deliberately she bend to serve his
plate, giving
him more than an eyeful of her ample bosom. Rajesh also had his
eyes
transfixed on his wife. He too noticed, what Anjali had seen
and strangely
enough, he felt new stirrings in his soft flaccid prick. His
body seemed
to respond seeing other men eye his wife. Mr. Sinha was once
again
thinking of another wasted opportunity. So close but yet so
far. His
daughter-in-law was so willing to be fucked by him and yet he
was unable
to utilise the opportunity. So the breakfast continued among
sexual
thoughts and small talk. Anjali , then excused herself from
the table
saying she was going to have a bath and get ready, so did
Rajesh, leaving
just Ajit and Mr. Sinha who were still eating alone with Asha.
Both the
men openly eyed Asha as they ate. Asha , now became aware of
their lustful
gazes and realised that she had not buttoned her night gown and
awkwardly
proceeded to do so, blushing in embarrassment. Ajit then was
called by
Anjali to come and sit in her room, clearly jealous about the
attention
her fiancé was paying Asha. Ajit reluctantly left after
finishing the
meal, but not before he had the opportunity to hug and thank
Asha for the
sumptuous breakfast. Mr. Sinha was still eating and asked for
more. Asha
got up to serve him. As she was standing next to him, serving
food on his
plate she felt his hand on her cunt from underneath. Before she
had time
to react, Mr. Sinha had cupped her moist cunt with his hand and
deliberately pushed two fingers deep inside her cunt. “
unghhhhhh”, a sigh
escaped from her lips, startled by his actions. Mr. Sinha was
pleased to
see that his daughter-in-laws cunt was wet and that she made no
move to
move away as he was now encircling her clit with his wet
fingers and then
again plunging them in her cunt to make the fingers wet
again. “uunngh
oohhhh ssaassurjjiiiiii” she moaned softly, feeling horny and
powerless to
move in his presence. All Asha could think about was the
massiveness of
his prick as Mr. Sinha worked his fingers expertly , bringing
louder moans
from this hot woman. “UNGGGGGGGGH BAS KOI AAH JJJJJJJJAAAAAA
GGGGGGGG
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”,
she moaned
louder, steadying herself against the table for support as her
legs grew
weak with the rush of her orgasm. But there was no stopping
Mr. Sinha,
he continued to expertly play with her clit and cunt, enjoying
the
pleasure of hearing this woman wail with passion under his
control, not
realising that the cook had heard Asha moan and was now
standing in the
door seeing what the old man was doing to his daughter-in-law.
He also
felt horny and wanted to have her again. Just then Rajesh
called for Asha,
wanting her to find a specific shirt of his. The sexual moment
was
disrupted as Mr. Sinha withdrew his dripping fingers from
Asha’s cunt.
However as Asha moved to go, he stopped her and pulled her to
his lap,
making her almost naked bums feel the hardness of his throbbing
prick. He
then forced his wet fingers into her mouth, making her taste
her own cunt
juices. Asha was wild in passion and she hungrily licked his
fingers. She
felt herself getting wetter and wetter , feeling the heat
emanating from
Mr. Sinha’s huge prick. She started gurgling, licking his
fingers dry and
wiggling her naked bums, rubbing his hardness. Feeling her
naked bums,
rubbing his hardness, was too much for the old man, and he came
in gusto
within his pyjamas, due to the friction caused by Asha’s
buttocks. Just
then, Rajesh shouted again for Asha, this time much nearer the
dining
room, Asha immediately got off, leaving the moaning and still
cumming Mr.
Sinha to continue ejaculating in frustration, as she went
towards her
bedroom.
On entering the bedroom, she called out to Rajesh, “What is it
Rajesh”,
she asked. His voice came from within the bathroom, asking her
to come in.
Asha was flustered and disappointed on leaving her father-in-
law’s lap. As
soon as she entered, she was grabbed by her husband, who
literally tore
the nightgown off her and made her face the sink, then he
parted her legs
and pushed his throbbing prick into her well moistioned and wet
cunt from
behind, pushing her back down as he began pounding her pussy.
Asha was
startled by this action of her husband. He had never fucked her
in the
bathroom and never fucked her from behind. However, his prick
was not
stretching her well lubricated cunt, as she hardly felt her
husbands small
prick moving inside her. Now Rajesh placed his hand on her back
and
pressed her down hard against the cool marble slab of the
washbasin.
“AIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE DHIRE OHHHHHHH Rajeshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh dddddddD
HEREEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
UUUUNGHHHHHHHHHHH
OOOOUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII MMMMMMAAAAAAAAAA
OOOOOOOHHHHH
RRRRAJJJJJESHHHHHHHHHHH DHHHIRE DDHIRE
PLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEASAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”, yelled
Asha at the
top of her voice. Asha was feeling pain as her ample breasts
were crushed
against the marble, as Rajesh continued pressing her down hard.
He even
began to slam his prick hard into her cunt, forcing her waist
to hit the
edges of the slab as his thighs pushed her against it with each
thrust.
“AAAAIIIIII EEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOO
PPPLLEESSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEE RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

AAAAAAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSJJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHH
UUUNNNNNGHHHHHHHH”, she wailed loudly in pain. Her breasts were
being
crushed and her waist receiving bruises from. l ejaculated
deep inside
her, slumping on the moaning and crying body of his wife.
After some
time, he got off her and saw that his wife was crying silently.
He lifted
her off the slab and supported her out of the bathroom into the
bedroom.

Making her lie down on the bed, he went to have his bath. Asha
cried
softly as she felt her breasts for the bruises they had
received from
being pressed against the marble slab. There were red welts on
her waist.
She was crying in hurt by the brutal manner in which Rajesh
had fucked
her.
Meanwhile, Mr. Sinha, hid the wetness of Asha’s cunt juices and
his own
cum on his pyjamas with a newspaper as he hurriedly went to
have a bath.
He saw on his way to the bathroom, that Ajit and Anjali were
arguing about
something. While having a bath, Mr. Sinha was very pleased with
himself.
At long last he had succeeded in wearing down his daughter-in-
law, and she
was willing and ready to be fucked by him. How she had held on
to his
prick, the way she had grinded her bums on his prick, these
were all signs
of her wanting to be fucked by him. Yes, now finally, he would
enjoy her
body thoroughly and teach this hot woman a thing or two about
sex.
Thoroughly pleased with himself, Mr. Sinha finished his bath
and got ready
to go with Rajesh to the office. He said his byes to Anjali,
who was to
leave this evening. He hugged her and detected the young girl
wanting to
hold on to him. He had thoroughly enjoyed fucking her, too bad
she was
going home today, but he would somehow fix a trip to
Chandigarh in the
near future, so as to fuck her again and again. Both Rajesh and
he left
for work together, leaving Anjali alone with Ajit.
As Asha walked in the living room after having a bath, she saw
and heard
Ajit and Anjali arguing loudly. She smiled at the two lovers
and asked, “
Kya chal raha hai idhar?’.
Ajit looked at Asha and said , ” Bhabhi, ye sid kar rahi hai ki
ajj mere
saath wapas Chandigarh nahin jana chahati hai”.
Asha looked questioningly at Anjali and asked , “Kyon?”.
“I am not feeling well today, I don’t want to go by car, I told
him that I
will come by the Shatabdi tomorrow, but this guy is going on
insisting”,
replied Anjali, looking pleadingly at Asha to take her side.
The truth of
the matter was that her body had taken control of this young
girl and she
desperately wanted to enjoy one more night at least with the
elder Mr.
Sinha. This truth she kept to herself, giving an excuse of not
feeling
well as the reason for not going today.
Seeing that Asha was not saying anything to Anjali, Ajit looked
at Asha
and said, ” Dekho Bhabhi, ye sirf sid kar rahi hai, kal ye
akeli kaise aa
ye gi”.
“Asha, please tell him I can come alone tomorrow, in fact I
have already
told my parents so also”, said Anjali, pleading with Asha with
her eyes.
“Ajit, tum aaj jaao, usse ek din aur mere pass rahena do na,
waise bhi
agar abhi sai tum uski baat nahin manoge tau shaadi ke bad tau
bilkul hi
nahin manoge”, said Asha.
Anjali took this opportunity to further say, ” Yes Ajit, listen
to me and
your bhabhi, and tomorrow I will come and Asha too can come
with me, it
will be a change for her to come and spend a few days in
Chandigarh”.
Asha was taken by surprise on this suggestion. Ajit also agreed
that it
would be fun to show Asha around Chandigarh. He secretly
desired to have
an opportunity with her and thought of this as he readily
agreed to
Anjali’s proposal.
Seeing Asha looking a bit reluctant, Anjali said, ” I will
convince Rajesh
bhaiya you don’t worry, the issue is settled.
Asha smiled at her and thought that going to Chandigarh would
be a good
idea too. Ajit then said that he needed to do some shopping and
would Asha
come with him and help him out, since Anjali was not feeling
well. Anjali,
immediately regretted her excuse, but could do nothing about it
as Asha
readily agreed to go with Ajit. Asha then went to change into
something
more comfortable as it was going to be a very hot day. She was
soon back
and was pleased noticing the look Ajit was giving her. She had
changed
into a pair of white cotton trousers which accentuated her
jutting
buttocks and since the material was soft , it clearly showed
her panties
worn below. On top she had worn a sleeveless white cotton
shirt, which
again gave a very good view of her lacy brassiere in which her
breasts
were staining to be freed. Ajit looked at her in awe:- here was
a complete
sexy and sophisticate woman, oooooh how much he wanted to bed
her. Anjali
too stared at Asha, also in awe of her and at the same time
jealous of her
sexy looks and utter poise. Asha waved a bye to Anjali and
gestured with
her finger for Ajit to follow her as they both left the room
and went
away.
Sitting in the car with Asha driving, Ajit could feel his prick
straining
against his pants as he continued to gulp down the sexiness of
the woman
sitting next to him. As Asha drove, he watched her clean shaven
slender
fair arms and drank in the musky body odour. As her buttons of
her shirt
were closed, however, now and then as Asha changed gears, he
could catch a
glimpse of her lacy white bra , as the buttons were few and far
between.
Asha knew the effect she was having on this young man, she
continued to
enjoy his attention and tease him, by deliberately lifting her
arms to
tidy her hair, at the stoplight, thereby giving him a good side
view of
her straining bosoms.
Asha took him shopping to the big departmental stores in South
Extension
Market, where Ajit bought clothes for himself and Asha visited
the ladies
cosmetic counter, not shopping herself, but just browsing. Ajit
tried
brushing deliberately against Asha, now and then holding her by
her upper
arm and guiding her, as they walked. Asha let him get his
thrills that
way, kept smiling and teasing him. Ajit, then asked her to take
him to a
lingerie store in Khan Market, since he wanted to buy something
sexy for
Anjali. Asha agreed as she too wanted to buy some sexy imported
lingerie.
On reaching the store, they found the store to be empty of any
other
customers. Ajit spoke to the sales girl giving Anjali’s
measurements. “My,
my, not married as yet, already familiar with the sizes, you
naughty
fellow”, Asha said, teasing Ajit as he grew red with
embarrassment. As
the salesgirl showed the various designs in that size, Ajit
took the
opportunity to get closer and flirt with Asha. He kept asking
her opinion
for every item and at times brazenly placed the bra in front of
her to see
how it would look. Asha too enjoyed the flirtation and kept
passing
remarks such as, ” that is too sexy”, “in that Anjali’s boobs
will look
bigger”, “oh that, her breasts will be completely seen”. This
mild
flirtation in front of the salesgirl, continued on as different
lingeries
were seen and discussed Ajit was by now freely touching Asha on
the arm
and at times holding her shoulders or deliberately letting his
hands brush
her bums, time and again. Asha felt and noticed all his so-
called discreet
endeavours, but did not stop him, but instead enjoyed his
flirtatious
company. After picking up three pairs for Anjali, Ajit asked
the salesgirl
to show him a set of bra and panty, just like what Asha was
wearing right
now, but in a smaller size for Anjali. Asha was taken aback as
Ajit
pointed to her breasts, asking the salesgirl for the same type
of bra. She
blushed as the salesgirl wanted to see her bra more clearly and
asked her
to accompany her to the changing room. Ajit too went along,
Asha only
realised his presence when the salesgirl, matter-of-factly
began
unbuttoning her shirt in front of Ajit. Asha then shooed Ajit
away and
closed the door of the changing room firmly. As the young
salesgirl
unbuttoned her shirt and removed it, Asha saw a look of awe and
admiration
in the young girls eyes as she took in her bra covered breasts
with her
eyes. Asha could feel herself getting wet with desire as the
young girl
continued to admire her breasts. The young salesgirl was also
feeling hot
and bothered, seeing this voluptuous woman in front of her. She
admired
the way her breasts were almost spilling out of her bra. She
could feel
her throat getting dry and her voice became husky and bold as
she asked if
she could remove the bra, in order to find a matching one. Asha
knew that
she did not have to remove her bra , instead the salesgirl
could see the
manufacturers name and style from the tag attached to the bra
behind, but
she too felt like showing this young girl her breasts in full.
So she
dumbly nodded for her to remove her bra, afraid of speaking,
lest her
sexual desire be betrayed by her voice. The young salesgirl was
thrilled
at seeing Asha nod her acceptance and knew that both of them
were feeling
horny at this very moment. She boldly took her arms in front of
Asha and
looking purposefully in her eyes, she let her hand wander
touching Asha’s
shoulders, back and purposely fumbled with the bra strap,
wanting this
erotic moment to last longer. Asha saw the desire in the young
girls eyes
as she touched Asha ever so lightly and fumbled with her bra
strap looking
deeply into Asha’s eyes. Asha let of a small sigh as her mouth
parted and
she licked her dry lips in sensuous pleasure. Finally, the
young salesgirl
opened her bra strap and Asha’s heaving breasts sprang free.
Seeing them
in full glory was too much for the young salesgirl as she let
out a small
moan. Asha said huskily, ” Do you like them”. The young
salesgirl kept
looking at her breasts and moaned softly in reply, ” Maam,
uuuhh yyoou
hhaavvee uunnh suuchh bbeaauutiiffull unnhh… uunnnhh”, was
all she
could say, and began fondling Asha’s heaving breasts. Asha too
whimpered
in pleasure as the young girl was deftly manipulating her
breasts, softly
at first and harder now. Her nipples were fully erect and
longing to be
kissed. However, the young girl kept teasing, massaging,
kneading her
breasts with her hands only. This was too much for Asha, she
grabbed the
young girls head and brought her mouth down to her nipples
saying softly,
” oohh pplleeasee llickk tthemmmmm ooh ppleeassee”. This was
all the
encouragement that was needed by the young girl as she took
Asha’s nipples
in her mouth and began sucking, licking, nibbling and biting
them. “oohhh
aaaahhhhhhhh oooohhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhh ooooooohhhhhh
aaaaahhhhhhhhhh”,
Asha moaned in pleasure. Asha’s panties were thoroughly soaked
by her cunt
juices now as this young girl massaged and mauled her breasts.
Suddenly
there was a loud knocking on the door followed by Ajits’s
voice, ” How
long does it take to check the bra, hurry up now, what’s going
on”. The
young salesgirl froze on hearing Ajit’s voice and pulled away
from the
moaning Asha. But Asha was too far gone now and needed release.
Ignoring
Ajit’s bantering, she quickly removed her pants and her soaking
panties
and pulled the younger girl towards her aching and wet cunt.
With all her
strength she yanked the young girls head straight onto her wet
cunt,
whispering, ” eat me ooooohh godd eat me
pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee”. The
young sales girl was taken aback by Asha’s actions and
strength, and soon
found herself taking in the musky odour emitted by Asha’s cunt
as she
happily began sucking, fucking, nibbling and licking her cunt
with her
tongue. The two women were on the floor now, with Asha on her
back with
her legs bent and her hand massaging the young girls neck as
she continued
licking and eating her cunt. The young salesgirl was an
experienced
lesbian and loved working in this lingerie store, since it
afforded so
many opportunities. She was expertly sucking and fingering
Asha’s cunt and
brought her to an orgasm very fast. Asha yelled as she came,
revelling at
the fingering and sucking at the hands of the young girl. The
young
salesgirl quickly put her hand to muffle Asha’s orgasmic
utterances, only
to be bitten hard by Asha in the heat of the moment. As Asha
reduced her
wailings to small whimpers now, she realised that Ajit was
knocking quite
loudly and enquiring what was going on in there. Quickly the
two women
regained their composure and Asha dressed up and opened the
door. On being
asked what was all the yelling about, Asha calmly walked out
towards the
door, waving with her finger for Ajit to follow, saying with a
laugh,
“Would’nt you want to know!”. It was left to the young
salesgirl to
explain that madam had slipped in the changing room and hurt
herself. As
Ajit, dumfoundedly followed Asha out of the shop, he noticed
due to the
bright sun-rays, he could see her bums clearly, no panties.
Had’nt she
worn them, had’nt he seen the pantylines thru her pants at
home. He
wondered. However, he could never imagine the scene which had
actually
taken place, even in his wildest of dreams. Yes, Asha had
forgotten to
wear her soaking itsy-bitsy panty on and had left them on the
floor of the
changing room. As Asha sat in the car, she thought of the
expert
cunt-licker, the young salesgirl, she then excused herself as
Ajit sat in
the car and hurried back to the shop. On entering she quickly
gave her
name and phone number to the young salesgirl and asked her to
call her,
she then kissed her lightly on her lips, leaving the young girl
full of
longing.
In the car, Ajit noticed Asha’s face glowing. She seemed to be
in a good
mood. He decided to take his chances with her now. He
tentatively got
closer to her and put his arms around her shoulders. Sensing no
resistance, he grew bolder and began massaging her bare
shoulders. Asha
allowed him to carry on massaging her shoulders, while she was
driving.
Ajit could not believe his luck. He felt his prick stiffening
and
straining against his pants, excited by touching Asha’s
shoulders. Asha
too noticed the bulge in his pants and looking at him ,
moistened her lips
slowly with her tongue, thus turning him on even more. Ajit
then realised
that Asha had stopped the car in an open empty area of the
nearby park and
was smiling at him. “You want to fuck me Ajit”, she said
softly, running
her hand in his hair. Ajit could not believe his luck. Here was
the
sophisticated sexy but haughty woman, asking if HE WOULD LIKE
TO FUCK HER.
He lost his voice and could only mumble his assent by
vigourously nodding
his head open-mouthed. Asha’s next action, totally astonished
him. She had
quickly unzipped his zipper and expertly brought his stiff
prick out thru
his underpants in the open. She then left his prick and smiled
at him.
Asha noticed that Ajit too had a small prick like her husband
Rajesh. She
then proceeded to open her shirt and give him a good view of
her breasts.
As she unhooked her bra and let her breasts spring free, she
heard Ajit
moaning. Looking at him, she saw that he had ejaculated on
seeing her
breasts. His cum was all over his shirt and pant as he moaned
and muttered
in orgasm. Soon his prick shrivelled up right before her eyes
and he
sheepishly put it firmly inside his underpants and zipped his
zipper. Asha
looked at him disappointed and told him, “Ajit you are a little
boy still,
you need to grow up”. Hearing this Ajit reddened with
embarrassment and
looked towards the floor. Asha let her bra remain on her lap as
she
buttoned her shirt and drove the car home. Ajit was silent in
shame
throughout the ride. He felt very humiliated at the hands of
this
sophisticated bitch. One day he would show her, he vowed in his
mind.
Since his clothes were all soiled with his cum, Asha told him
to take an
auto and go home and change. He sheepishly got out of the car,
avoiding
any eye contact with Asha, he heard her laughing at him as she
drove off.
On reaching home, Anjali asked about the whereabouts of Ajit.
Asha told
her that he had gone home and would be here in one hours time.
Anjali then
kept persisting Asha to come with her to Chandigarh tomorrow.
On hearing
her persistent pleadings, Asha relented, saying that she would
come with
her for a few days. In the evening as Rajesh and Mr. Sinha
returned, there
was still no sign of Ajit. Anjali finally called Ajit at his
cousin’s
place and Ajit told her that he was leaving by car to
Chandigarh today and
he would see her tomorrow. The fact of the matter being that
Ajit was too
ashamed of his premature ejaculation, to be able to face Asha
again. She
had teased him and he felt very slighted.
That evening, they all had an early dinner at home, since
Anjali and Asha
were to leave early in the morning. It was decided that Rajesh
too would
follow Asha to Chandigarh after a few days to visit for a day
and then
come back together. Mr. Sinha remained a silent spectator to
these plans,
wanting to be the one going to Chandigarh and picking Asha up.
In his mind
he decided that he would make his son stay back on some pretext
or the
other and go himself.
The next morning Asha and Anjali left for Chandigarh by Shatabdi
Express. All through the short journey of approx 3 hours, Anjali
chose to sleep, leaving Asha bored for company. Little did Asha know
that Anjali was exhausted, having been up the better part of the
night, getting thoroughly fucked by Mr. Sinha. Anjali had really
enjoyed her fuck session with Asha’s father-in-law, her fiancé Ajit
although younger was not even one-tenth as good at fucking as the old
Mr. Sinha was. Asha let Anjali sleep, waking her up only when the
train was nearing Chandigarh. Anjali awoke with a start and on seeing
Asha gave her a sheepish smile as she began tidying her hair and
gathering her things inorder to leave the train. At the station, they
were met by Anjali’s parents and soon they were brought to Anjali’s
spacious bungalow in Chandigarh.

After lunch, Anjali and Asha kept talking with her parents. They all
discussed Anjali’s wedding plans and all the work that was done so
far and what all needed to be done before the wedding date, still
three months away. All through the talk, Asha noticed that Anjali did
not look too excited by all this talk. Soon it was evening and both
the girls had a bath and got dressed as Ajit was to come and take
them out for the evening. Seeing Asha wearing a tight t-shirt,
making her breasts thrust out proudly, Anjali felt a twinge of
jealousy. “Oh God, why are my breasts so small”, she thought to
herself. Even Ajit took a good look at the proud breasts of Asha
straining to get out of her t-shirt, as he greeted her. Together the
three of them went in Ajit’s car to show the sights of Chandigarh to
Asha. Ajit drove all over the small town, constantly eyeing Asha thru
the rear view mirror, to see her breasts jiggle as he drove over
bumpy roads or braked suddenly, in the pretext of describing the
various city sights to her. Finally they reached the local club,
where Asha was introduced to a number of Anjali’s friends. They sat
by the pool side, sipping iced-tea, watching other people swim. Both
Anjali and Asha were aware of the drooling looks Ajit was paying
Asha’s breasts. Ajit was now asking the girls to swim with him, Asha
said no as she had not brought a costume, while Anjali agreed as her
costume was in the club locker. Ajit looked disappointed at Asha’s
negative reply and reluctantly went with Anjali to change for a swim.
Asha continued to sit alone and watch other people in the pool. As
Ajit and Anjali walked to the pool hand in hand after having changed
into their costumes, Asha could not help but admire Ajit’s physic. He
was a tall broad shouldered and muscular guy, however he did not seem
to fill his swimming trunk that well. Asha having observed his
smallish prick, much like her husbands, could not understand that how
such a well-built, tall and muscular guy could have such a small and
wimpish prick. Although Asha was attracted to Ajit’s physic, the
sight of his small prick had put her off.

As the evening grew on, Asha was getting bored sitting all by
herself, watching Anjali, Ajit and other people having fun in the
pool, and regretted not getting her costume from Delhi. She watched
as Anjali and Ajit frolicked in the pool, with Ajit openly fondling
his fiancé , making Asha feel the need of a man herself. Soon they
came out of the pool and having got dressed, they accompanied Asha
out of the club to head for a friend’s house where there was a party.
Here at the party, Asha was introduced to a few friends of Ajit and
Anjali. Booze was flowing freely and a lot of couples were dancing to
the upbeat music. At first Ajit and Anjali sat down with Asha and
Ajit brought some beer for all of them. Asha although reluctant at
first, gladly accepted the beer, feeling thirsty and not wanting to
look a prude amongst this hep young crowd. Soon Ajit had dragged
Anjali to the dance floor and Asha was left alone sipping and gulping
her beer, watching these young hot bodies gyrate on the dance floor.
Asha soon finished her beer and then sauntered across to the bar to
get a refill, which too, she consumed fast and got up unsteadily for
another. Her mind was buzzing as she was on her third glass of beer,
all alone, feeling lonely and very very horny. She desperately needed
to pee and walked unsteadily in the house seeking a bathroom. She
entered one empty bedroom and found the bathroom. As she opened the
door, she gasped and became wide-eyed. She saw a big bearded guying
peeing profusely. What shocked her was the size of his limp prick. It
was so so thick and big, that she gasped at its sheer size as her
eyes locked on to the monster and she felt unable to look away.
Moments passed as she was mesmerized by the size of the prick and
stood there looking unabashedly as the guy continued to pee and pee.
It was only when he shook his prick to remove the last few droplets
of piss, did Asha realize her standing and looking that she
immediately said I’m sorry and closed the bathroom door. The guy soon
walked out of the bathroom, giving her a broad smile as Asha all red
and flustered went into the bathroom, locking it behind her to
relieve herself. As she sat and pissed, her mind buzzed with the
image of that monster of a cock. She felt her cunt juices flowing and
her breath coming in short gasps, sweat breaking on her brow as she
thought of that prick. She got up and poured cold water on her face
to steady and calm her hormones which were moving wildly , churning
her pussy juices with desire. After steadying herself, she walked
back to the party.

Asha saw that Ajit and Anjali were now sitting down sipping theie
beer. She joined them. Ajit had his hands all over Anjali, openly
fondling Anjali’s body in front of Asha. Asha felt flustered and
embarrassed at this open display of emotion, still she continued to
sit there along with them. Ajit was openly smooching Anjali in Asha’s
presence. Asha was sitting next to Anjali, whose back was turned
towards her as she was being tongue-kissed by her fiancé Ajit. Asha
was feeling embarrassed and at the same time horny sitting beside
them. At times she stole glances towards them and saw Ajit looking
directly into her eyes as he continued smooching Anjali. His hands
were all over Anjali’s hair, neck and back, fondling and petting her.
As Asha looked away towards the dance floor, she saw other couples
indulging in heavy petting. Now Anjali was beginning to moan loudly
as Ajit was turning her on with his hot wet kisses. His hands were
feeling up her breasts from outside her t-shirt and soon he had
managed to put his hands inside Anjali’s t-shirt and was freely
feeling her braless breasts to the hilt. Asha cou;d feel her own
cunt juices flowing and soaking her panties as Anjali continued to
wriggle and moan next to her. Asha was now unabashedly looking at
them and stared with lusty glazed eyes, directly back at Ajit as he
looked at her. Ajit saw the glazed look in Asha’s eyes, he also saw
her lips parted as she continued to stare right back at him. “So this
sophisticated woman is now feeling horny”, he thought to himself,
feeling elated at seeing this, especially after she had made him
appear foolish and like a small boy just a few days ago in her car in
Delhi. He now had the opportunity to take her into one of the
bedrooms in this house and fuck her to his hearts content, if only he
could get rid of Anjali for a few hours in this party. Just then he
saw Asha look way from him and gasp. He too stopped kissing Anjali
and turned back to look at Asha’s distraction. He saw his friend
Kishore approaching them along with his girl Anju. Asha was taken
aback by seeing the same guy with that thick baton like prick coming
towards her. This was the same guy she had seen peeing in the toilet.
She noticed him coming towards her with a smirk on his face, and as
he neared, Asha felt her cunt-lips throb and strain against her
thoroughly soaked panties. Her lips were parted and her mouth dry as
she took in her breath in short gasps, looking at the guy and imaging
that huge prick in her mind. But instead of approaching her, this
fellow was soon shaking hands with Ajit and talking to him and
Anjali. In fact, it was now that Asha noticed the girl alongwith him,
as she too was busy in smiling and greeting both Ajit and Anjali.
Soon all their gazes feel on her as Ajit introduced Asha as his
bhabhi to Kishore and Anju. He introduced Kishore and Anju to Asha as
his friends and the host of this party. As Kishore firmly took Asha’s
hand into his own to shake it and saying hello, welcome to my house,
Asha felt a hot current in her already throbbing cunt-lips. She could
feel the strength of this big man from his firm grip, and her mind
kept flashing the images of his thick prick, taking her to the verge
of an orgasm, just thinking about his prick, while he continued to
hold her hand firmly and talk to her, introducing his girl-friend
Anju to her. Asha was hardly aware of Anju, or for that matter ,
hardly aware of Ajit and Anjali too, her hormones were reacting
wildly just thinking of this man’s prick. She was unable to speak and
just nodded dumbly, her body burning with desire and her mind just
not able to take control. It was only later that her mind began to
function and she quickly withdrew the hand he was still holding. She
was introduced to Anju and she now noticed her to be quite a sexy
woman. Big busted, just like herself, tall and slender. A pang of
jealousy ran through Asha as she took notice of Anju, smiling at her
and holding on to her boyfriend Kishore. Soon all of them were
engrossed in discussing a mutual friend and Asha felt very left out.
Ajit noticed this and sensing an opportunity here, asked Asha for a
dance, as Anjali was busy gossiping earnestly with Kishore and Anju.
Before Asha could react, Ajit had pulled her up and was leading her
to the floor, were other couples were gyrating frenzily to the
latest Punjabi Pop songs.

Ajit, making most of the opportunity, had taken Asha to the other end
of the dance floor, so that they could not be seen by Anjali and
began to dance. He then motioned to the DJ to play some slow numbers
and immediately hugged Asha, boldy, as the slow number started. He
had his hands roaming all over her body, her hips, her bums and her
back as he had her in a clench swaying slowly to the music. Asha’s
face was buried on his open-shirted chest and her nostrils were
taking in the masculine odor that emanated from him. Asha was very
much aware of Ajit fondling her, she too was feeling horny, thus
allowing him to feel her up to his hearts content. She could feel the
hardness of his small prick against her stomach, as he continued
fondling her. Ajit’s face was now buried in her hair as he continued
to sway with the music.

“Oh bhabhi, I really want you, you are so very sexy”, he whispered to
her, holding her tightly and reveling in the feeling of her big
breasts mashed against his body. Asha felt stunned hearing this, not
because it came as a surprise, but the very fact that this fellow had
got the courage to openly state his desire to her.

Asha kept quiet as Ajit continued on, “Oh bhabi, please give me a
chance to be alone with you, I want to show you my love for you”.

Asha thought, ” Show me his love, what, his small prick, he must be
crazy”.

Ajit carried on regardless, “Please will you meet me alone tomorrow
afternoon, please Asha bhabi, will you,bhabi please”.

Asha laughed in her mind at this wimp’s predicament and as an answer
to his pleadings, began to massage and rake his back, pressing his
body closer to her.

Ajit was in seventh heaven, seeing this response from her. “Oh thank
you bhabhi, I always knew that you wanted me too, we shall meet for
lunch tomorrow alone, I will call you on the phone and fix up, my
darling bhabhi, I will shower you with my love”, said Ajit feeling
elated.

By now Asha was feeling his bums and enjoying the tightness of his
buttocks. Asha decided to tease him some more and soon had her hand
opening his pant zipper.

“Bhabbiiiiiiiiiii oh my ggawdd, idhar naghhiiiiiiiiiii”, moaned Ajit,
totally taken aback by her aggressive actions. Asha by now had her
hands inside his pants and fervently finding an opening in his
underpants to reach his hard bursting prick. No sooner had she
managed to grip his small prick in her hands, Ajit ejaculated,
moaning and holding and jumping up and down with her.

Asha wiped his cum from her hands onto his pants and zipped his pants
up before speaking to him, “Ajit darling, you must be patient, or
else how will you be able to show me your love”, smiling she withdrew
away from him and proceeded on her own towards her cousin Anjali,
leaving Ajit still whimpering and bewildered.

There she found Anjali and Anju in an animated discussion, but that
dishy guy Kishore was not with them. Disappointed, Asha sat down and
smiled vacantly at the two women. Anjali turned around, aware of
Asha’s presence and asked her where was Ajit. Asha answered that he
had to go to the toilet and giggled. Anjali looked perplexed, not
knowing what Asha was giggling about. Just then Ajit came towards
them looking sheepish and told Anjali lets go. Anju intervened by
saying that they must have dinner before going and that she would not
let them leave without dinner. Saying this she caught hold of
Anjali’s hand and they all followed her to the garden, where dinner
was laid and some people were already eating. As they were having
their meal, Kishore joined them. He started talking about going up
to Timber trail for two nights, the day after tomorrow and asked Ajit
and Anjali to join him and Anju. Anjali hesitated and said that her
cousin Asha was here for the first time and she could not possibly
leave her alone. Ajit then interjected by saying that bhabi too can
come with us. Asha said that she would ask her husband Rajesh to come
a day earlier so that they could all go together. So that settles it,
I will book 3 rooms, said Kishore. After dinner, Ajit drove Asha and
Anjali back to Anjali’s house.

Asha was sharing the bedroom with Anjali, and both the women soon had
changed into their nighties and were busy brushing their hair and
discussing the nights’ party. Asha was very inquisitive to know more
about Kishore and was asking Anjali about him and Anju. Anjali told
her that Kishore was the local politician’s son and was recently
engaged to Anju, who was the richest businessman in Chandigarh’s
daughter. She knew very little about him, but knew Anju well, since
she had been her classmate in college. In fact they had got engaged
yesterday itself said Anjali.

Hearing this Asha giggled and said, “So they haven’t fucked as yet”.

Anjali was a bit startled by Asha’s question and replied, “You horny
female, you, why I was just asking Anju that very thing, when you
came and sat down”.

“What did she say tell me”, said Asha.

“You are right, they haven’t gone to bed as yet, although Kishore is
very much after her, she has told him to wait till the wedding
night”, said Anjali.

Now she looked at Asha and said, “You are feeling horny, missing your
hubby already”, saying this she cupped Asha’s face and kissed her on
the lips.

Soon the two women were busy tongue kissing each other and had each
others saliva all over their faces. Anjali was right, Asha was very
horny. She was horny for a prick, no a big prick, after all it had
been days since she had been properly fucked. Her husbands fucking
was too wimpish and she longed for a powerful prick, thrusting deeeep
inside her and stretching her cunt. And tonight after seeing
Kishore’s prick, her need had changed to a desperate want. Oh God,
she was desperate in need of a thorough fucking. Last she remembered
having a good fuck was with Riaz, and that was a long time ago, too
too long ago. All these thoughts were making her cunt juices flow as
she was being kissed and licked all over her face and cheeks by
Anjali. Asha then began to tug at Anjali’s nightie, wanting to take
control and taste her cunt. As she removed Anjali’s nightie, Asha
noticed slightly reddish marks all over Anjali’s breasts and her
stomach. Also these marks were more noticeable around her armpits and
Anjali’s inner thighs. Asha immediately recognized them as love
marks, hickies, caused by too much sucking and nibbling.

She could’nt help remarking, ” Anjali, I did’nt know that Ajit was
such a passionate lover”.

Anjali hesitated at first then replied, ” No , not Ajit”.

“Then WHO”, said Asha.

Anjali again hesitated and then mumbled softly, “Your sasur”.

Asha became totally wide-eyed on hearing Anjali’s remarks. “WHAT my
SASURJI”, she said in astonishment.

“You remember didi, how we saw him fucking the maid that night, didi,
he was fucking her so powerfully.. I just wanted to feel that big
prick inside me..unnnhhh.. so.. Uunnnhhh.. I let him fuck me the next
night..uunnnnhh. didi.uummm. I’m sorry if I am upsetting you.”, said
Anjali softly, feeling her cunt juices begin to flow and wet her
panty as she vividly recollected their fucking.

“Youu. uummmm.. lleyt himm unnnhh ffuuckkk yyoouuu”, replied Asha
huskily, her own voice trembling with desire.

“oh didi, he was so strong.. Ummm. his prick was a khamba. didi.oh
didi.. ummm.it was so wonderful being fucked and fucked by him.
uuummmm.uunnhhhh”, replied Anjali, now opening up without any fear,
sensing that Asha was getting turned on by her talking about her
sasur.

She now deftly removed Asha’s nightie and took control, by sucking
and nibbling those gorgeously heavy and perfect breasts of Asha. As
Anjali put her hand to remove Asha’s panties, she realized that they
were soaking wet.

She now began to recount the details of her fucking for three whole
nights with Asha’s sasur as she continued to lick, nibble and bite
Asha all over into orgasm after orgasm as she continued telling Asha
what a powerful fucker Asha’s sasur was. She told her how she loved
her sasur’s big prick and how he had stretched her young cunt, giving
her pleasure that she had never experienced before. Asha was like a
putty in her hands. Asha moaned and moaned as Anjali continued to
talk and play with her body. Finally, Anjali herself wanted to be
eaten by Asha and lay on her back, pulling Asha’s face to her swollen
and dripping cunt. As Asha ate her cunt, she kept on and on talking
about Asha’s sasur’s prick. This excited Asha no end and she
enthusiasictly attacked Anjali’s cunt, bringing her to orgasm after
orgasm. Finally, both the women were too weak with exhaustion, having
cum so many times, they curled against each others naked and sweaty
bodies and slept soundly, naked but content.

In the morning, Anjali remarked that she was surprised at how such a
virile man as Asha’s sasur had not fucked Asha as yet. This remark
set off the two women into another frenzied bout of eating each
others cunts and helping each other to another series of orgasms.

While fingering Asha’s cunt, Anjali asked, “Kya tere sasur ne tujhe
ab tak apne mote lund se chooda nahin hai”. Asha wailed her reply as
she was nearing an orgasm, “..uummmm.nnaahhiinnnnnn .uuuufffffff
aaannjjalliiiiiiiiiii”.

Anjali had three fingers furiously pumping Asha’s cunt now.

She asked, ” Kya tu chati hai ki who apne khambe jaise lund se tijhe
choodhein”.Hearing this and thinking about her sasur Asha lost her inhibition
and told Anjali that she loved big pricks and would definitely seduce
her sasur on getting back to
Delhi. “Hainnnnn ..uuuuuffffff .hhhaaiinn mmujjhhe uunkkkaa
kkhhammbaa cchaihhiiyee ..ooooooooooooooooooooooooo”, she wailed as
she orgasmed, and both the women writhed in each others arms in sheer
happiness.

As the two women finally got dressed and were having a hearty
breakfast, the phone rang. It was Ajit on the line. He knew that
Anjali was busy that day in getting all her wedding clothes from the
tailors and asked Anjali, if he could take Asha bhabi out for lunch,
so that she would not be bored all by herself. Not suspecting
anything, Anjali readily agreed and handed the phone to Asha. Hearing
Asha’s voice on the other end, Ajit said, “Oh my darling, I want you,
I want to kiss you, I want to love you, my darling, you promised, I
will pick you up at 1.30 pm, I can’t wait to love you..”. Asha
smiled into the receiver at all this and just said I’ll be ready and
clicked the phone.

Asha was still smiling to herself as she put the receiver down after
talking with Ajit. She desperately wanted to have a man to fuck. Even
though she knew that Ajit was not well endowed and had a small prick,
the thought of a naked frolic in the afternoon with him sent a
tingling sensation all along her pussy. It had been a really long
time since she had enjoyed herself with a man. Her thoughts of her
last enjoyable encounter with Riaz were broken as Anjali asked her. “
Are’nt you calling Rajesh, asking him to come, so that we can all go
to the hills tomorrow”. Asha nodded and began to dial her husband in
Delhi. Just as she got the connection, Anjali took the phone from her
saying that she wanted to speak first.

Anjali wanted the phone to be picked up by the elder Mr. Sinha, and
indeed he answered the phone.

“hello, kaun”, he said into the receiver.

“Hello, …. Uncle… main anjali bol rahin hoon”.

“uh… Anjali beti, bolo kaisi ho… main tumhe yaad aah raha hoon”.

“…hain mujhe app bahut yaad aah raho ho”.

Asha was surprised at Anjali’s behaviour as she understood that she
was speaking to her father-in-law.

“Mujhe bhi tu bahut yaad aah rahi hai, kab aaye gi tu delhi phir sai,
mera lund tujhe chodne ko tadap raha hai”.

“…uummm … mujhe bhi bahut tadpan ho rahoi hai… aur asha didi ko bhi…,
maime usko sab bata diya hai, kaise aapke khambe jaise lund ne mujhe
chod chodkar mazza diya..”.

On hearing this Asha felt scared as well as excited, this young girl
was talking so freely and dirtily with her father-in-law.

“Aree Anjali beti, usse samjhao, main tau usse choodne ke liye bahut
tadap raha hoon”.

lo usse baat karo”, Anjali giggled and handed the receiver to Asha
saying, ” le apne sasur se baat kar”.

Asha felt humiliated, but at the same time excited as she took the
receiver from Anjali and said “Hello” in a trembling voice to her
father-in-law.

“Asha beti, bus ab mere lund ko aur mat tadapa, main tujhe bahut
mazza deoonga, bus ab nahe raha jata, mujhe tuhje ragad ragad ke
chodna hai”.

“uunnhh hhain sasurji”, was all Asha could reply, scared and excited
talking to her father-in-law.

“Areee kucchh to bolo, Sharma ti kyon hai, kya tujhme tadap nahin
hai”.

“umm sasurji….ummm..mujhe bhi apke khambe jaise lund apni tadapti
choot main gussana hai..ummmm..par sasurji koi mauka hi nahin milta”,
replied Asha, now fully loosing her inhibitions and talking dirtily
with her father-in-law. Anjali was pressing her lips on Asha’s cheeks
as she giggled and kissed her, also excited by all this.

“Asha beti, bus ab tu jaldi wapas aaja, main tujhe kisse hotel main
lekar, itvinaan se choodunga”.

Hearing this, Asha let out a moan of excitement, Anjali too had heard
Mr. Sinha, she quickly grabbed the receiver and said, ” Aur mujhe
sasurjiii, mujhe bhi choodna, asha didi ke saath saath”.

“Arre hain beti hain, tum dono ko main mazza duunga”.

Both the women felt flushed and excited and closed the call, not
realizing that they had not spoken to Rajesh. On realizing this, they
both laughed in embarrassment and Anjali dialed Delhi again. Again
the phone was picked up by her father-in-law.

“Hello, Sasurji, jara phone Rajesh ko dena please”.

“Hain beti Asha , mujhe batao kya baat hai, Rajesh ghar pe nahi hai
abhi”. Asha tols him that she wanted Rajesh to come either tonight or
early morning tomorrow, since they had made a program to go to Timber-
Trail for two nights.

“Arre Asha beti, yahi tau mauka hai, main aa jataa hoon, tum dono ke
saath pahadoon main masti karne mai bahut mazza aayega”.

“Nahin Sasurji, wahain tau hamare saath aur bhi log aa rahe hain,
please Rajesh hi ko bahej dijiye, main upne pyass aapke saath Delhi
he mein aa kar bujaoongi”.

Anjali grabbed the phone from Asha and said, ” Hain aap hi aayeye,
bahut mazza aayega, please aap kal aajayiye, main Ajit ko koi bahana
de dungi, please aap aaiye, main idhar aapke liye tadap rahin hoon”.

The old man Mr. Sinha felt thrilled at the manner in which this young
girl wanted to be fucked by him. However, reality prevailed and he
knew that such an arrangement would be too dangerous. He hung up the
phone after talking to his daughter-in-law Asha, saying that he would
send Rajesh and he would teach her a few things about sexual pleasure
on her return to Delhi.

After the phone conversation, Asha admonished Anjali saying, “How can
you act in such a wanton manner with my father-in-law”.

Anjali replied, “Who tujhe apne mote lund se choodhe ga tau tu bhi
uske lund ki diwani ho jayegi”. Saying this Anjali was about to say
more, but stopped on being called by her parents to hurry as they
were getting late. So Asha was all alone now, feeling quite horny
after talking to her father-in-law and on hearing about his sexual
prowess from Anjali. She went in for a bath, getting ready to go for
lunch with Ajit. Although she was excited to go out with Ajit,
however picturing his smallish thin prick, she knew that Ajit was not
man enough to satisfy her. On the other hand she thought, I have not
been fucked for a long long time, and he does have a muscular body.
With these thoughts she got dressed and awaited Ajit’s arrival with
sexual anticipation. Asha took a lot of care in her appearance. She
wanted to tease Ajit to the hilt. She had washed and blow dried her
hair, and while still naked, sprayed perfume all over her naked body.
Next she chose to wear a lacy white bra, her lightish brown stubby
nipples and aereolas could clearly be seen. Next she wore a white
thin-cotton sleeveless shirt, leaving the top two buttons undone
purposely, so as to show her ample cleavage and a hint of her bra.
She then wore a pair of again thin cotton trousers, without wearing
any panties. She let her shirt fall over the trousers, at times her
naked waist could be seen, when she raised her arms, as the shirt was
short. The trousers were well fitting and accentuated her firm and
large bums. When Asha looked at herself in the mirror, she felt
pleased with her looks. She then sat in the living room, awaiting
Ajit.

As the front doorbell rang, Asha got up and went to open the door,
expecting Ajit. But Lo Behold!, it was not Ajit, but the girl she had
met last night Anju. Anju too was surprised seeing Asha, for she had
expected Anjali or somebody from her family to open the door. Asha
invited Anju in, looking a bit perplexed. As the two women sat down,
Anju explained that she had come to give mithai and her wedding card
to Anjali and her parents. Her wedding was fixed for next month and
being Anjali’s close friend and living close by, she had thought it
appropriate to begin by handing Anjali the first card. Asha called
out to the servant to get some cold drinks as the two women appraised
each other and continued talking. Asha saw that Anju was indeed a
beauty, big bust, small waist and ripe buttocks, wide hips, on the
whole a very voluptuous and sexy woman. Anju too was in awe of Asha’s
looks, as she too took in her appearance. The two women chatted about
Anjali for some time and then Asha told her that Anjali was out with
her parents and would be back in the evening only. Hearing this, Anju
asked that would Asha like to join her for lunch, she was sure that
her fiancé Kishore would not mind. Asha hesitated and told her that
Ajit was taking her out for lunch. However, Anju, would not take no
for an answer and insisted that they all four dine together, after
all Anjali”s cousin was like her cousin too. Asha agreed, intrigued
by the idea of seeing Kishore again. Asha noted down Kishore’s cell
number and told Anju that when Ajit came to pick her up, she would
ask him to call Kishore and then meet up with them for lunch. Anju
then left, leaving Asha waiting for Ajit, but thinking about Kishore
and his big prick.

Just thinking about his huge prick, huge by any standards even while
pissing, made Asha’s cunt juices flow as she daydreamed. When Ajit
finally came , he saw Asha looking very sexy. Her cheeks too were
flushed thinking amorous thoughts about Kishore. Ajit complimented
Asha on her looks as he took in her body with his eyes. He could
clearly see her bra thru the thin material of her shirt and was
really turned on by their fullness. He was so happy in getting an
opportunity of fucking this sophisticated and sexy woman today.
However, his happiness was short-lived, when Asha informed him to
call Kishore on his mobile and ask him where to meet for lunch. He
looked extremely crestfallen as he tried his best to dissuade Asha
from joining Kishore and Anju for lunch. Seeing that Asha was too
eager to join up with them, he tried for the last time saying that he
wanted to talk with her and talk alone with her. Asha brushed aside
this excuse by saying talk, I’m listening and then we’ll go. Ajit
mumbled saying we’ll talk in the car and so off they went. As Ajit
drove, he kept quiet, prompting Asha to ask, “You wanted to talk
Ajit”.

Ajit looked at her and then at the road ahead and kept driving
silently. He was feeling miserable at seeing another wasted
opportunity.

Asha too began feeling uncomfortable with Ajit’s silence. Finally
unable to take this behaviour from him anymore, she asked Ajit to
park the car in a shady by lane so that he could talk. Ajit looked
around and soon found a deserted by lane and parked the car under the
shade of a tree.

Ajit then looked at this sexy woman sitting next to him and with a
deep breath began to speak falteringly and nervously. “Bhabhi….er…
you.. are.. vvery beautiful…”.

Asha smiled at him. This encouraged him to go on.

“Bhabhi, I wanted for us to be alone today to speak to you”

Asha smiled and replied, ” Ajit, can’t you see we ARE all alone here,
tell me what you want to say”.

Ajit grew a bit bolder and said, ” You are so beautiful, you look
like that new heroine Bipasha Basu”.

“Kya main kalli billi lagti hoon tumhein”, said Asha in mock anger.

“No, no absolutely not, you are very fair, I meant you are sexy
looking from the face like Bipasha Basu”, said Ajit hurriedly.

“Just sexy looking from the face only”, said Asha, again in mock
anger.

“No, no, not just the face, bhabhi, you have a sexy body”, blurted
Ajit, excited and embarrassed at the same time.

Asha smiled at him and said, “Ajit, thank you, but don’t you think
that I am too old and fat”.

“no bhabhi, you are very beautiful, your face is soo sexy and your
figure is very sexy too”.
Ajit continued, ” Seeing you makes me very uncomfortable”. He said
this now looking directly and openly at Asha’s breasts.

“Why Ajit”, said Asha, aware of how intently he was staring at her
breasts.

Ajit grew bolder and blurted out, ” Looking at you gives me a hard-
on”.

Now it was Asha’s turn to blush and feel nervous as her gaze settled
on Ajit’s bulging crotch.
She said, “Ajit you really find me so sexy”

Seeing Asha gazing at his crotch, Ajit grew bolder and to seize the
opportunity said, ” Yes bhabhi, you are damm sexy”, now he opened his
zipper swiftly and brought out his throbbing prick in the open, “
See, how much I get uncomfortable”.

Asha gazed at his small and thinnishly throbbing prick. She was
reminded of her husband’s small prick.

Seeing her looking at his prick, Ajit blurted , ” Please suck it, I
want to see your sexy mouth sucking my prick”, saying this the
attempted to bring Asha closer to him, by pulling her shoulder.

Asha resisted, but Ajit persisted. Seeing the hopelessness of the
situation, Asha gave a tight slap on Ajit’s face, finally forcing him
to stop pulling her.

She saw the hurt expression on his face as realization of his ardour
not being reciprocated hit him. His throbbing prick, now grew even
tinier.

Seeing the hurt expression on his face and his dwindling hard-on,
Asha said in anger, ” Ajit behave yourself, you call me bhabhi, yet
you expose your prick in front of me, you are engaged to my cousin
and you are forgetting that I am a married woman. Just because I did
not slap you earlier, you are getting out of control, behave
yourself”.

Ajit was stunned hearing this. All his desires for this woman were
washed down the tube. He felt tears welling in his eyes as he felt
her anger at his behaviour. He now pleaded with her, ” please bhabhi…
I am very sorry…. Please bhabhi….”.

Hearing his apologies, Asha’s anger dissipated and she felt sorry
seeing this big man cry. She came closer to him and wiped his tears
from his cheeks and said, “Forget it Ajit, I am sorry too, some of my
actions last night were also not proper, lets forget it , ok,
friends….”

Ajit saw her hand out to shake his, but could not control his
crying. He wept openly and said, ” I am really sorry bhabhi, I just
could’nt help it, you are so sexy, your breasts are so full and look
so ripe and fair, your mouth is so sexy, your big arse is so firm and
protruding, I just can’t control myself, looking at you, being near
to you……”.

Asha was now caressing Ajit’s face as she comforted the man as she
would comfort a child. Ajit was sobbing and going on and on
describing her beauty, he now brought his head down to her neck and
began to rub his face on her blouse, feeling the fullness and
firmness of her breasts. Asha tried to push his head away, but Ajit
kept nuzzling her.

“Pleeease bhabhi, pleasee can I see your breasts, please just once, I
promise I will only look, plleassee I am desperate to see your big
breasts plleeasee…..” he carried on and on.

Asha noticed that one lad was cycling around their car, observing
what was happening inside. She again slapped Ajit, this time much
much harder, and he finally let go of her and sat rubbing his cheek.

“Ajit, you leech, stop it, I will tell Anjali”, said Asha angrily now.

Seeing and sensing that this sophisticated bitch would not allow him
any liberties, Ajit felt hurt and impotent. He quietly started the
car and drove to their luncheon meet with Kishore and Anju, in total
silence and without looking in Asha’s direction. He was feeling very
humiliated and angry. Angry at Asha for having spurned him. He was so
very turned on by her beauty and she had spurned him, “such a bitch”,
he thought to himself. Asha too was feeling angry and humiliated.
This fellow Ajit had no class, “imagine exposing his prick to her in
such a crude manner”, she thought to herself. She had agreed to go
out with him knowing fully well how much he wanted to fuck her, in
her mind she was willing to try him out in bed, but his crude
behaviour had totally put her off. Both of them continued the short
journey to the restaurant in silence, feeling angry at each other.
When Ajit parked the car and got out, he did not offer to open the
door for Asha, but just stood silently, making her get out of the car
herself. Asha looked at him on getting out of the car, but Ajit,
quickly averted his eyes and looked towards the ground and started
walking into the restaurant, leaving Asha to walk alone behind him.

On entering the restaurant, Asha saw Kishore and Anju waving
animatedly at them, signaling them to join up. Kishore got up from
his seat and greeted Asha with a light peck on her cheek. Seeing him
again, made Asha blush , as she remembered yesterday’s bathroom
incident. She sat next to Ajit opposite Kishore and Anju. Kishore
quickly signaled the waiter to get more beer and brushed aside
Asha’s protests as he handed her a glass of beer and said “Cheers”.

Kishore then asked Asha if her husband was going to be accompanying
her to visit Timber-Trail tomorrow. Asha replied, ” I don’t know, I
don’t think so”.

Kishore then told them that the program had to be cancelled as he was
unable to secure a booking and that Anju too was busy distributing
cards, “maybe when you come next bhabhi”, he said to Asha. Asha
looked disappointed, but smiled at Kishore and said, “No problem, on
my next trip then”.

As they continued chatting about Kishore and Anju’s impending
marriage, Ajit and Asha did not speak directly to each other, but
continued to sip their beer. Anju was very excited about the marriage
and continued talking and drinking beer quite animatedly. All four
were drinking and ordering lunch was almost forgotten. Asha having
drunk so much beer had an urgent need to pee. As she got up to go to
the toilet, Anju accompanied her and the two men were alone at the
table.

Kishore nudged Ajit and with a knowing smile said, ” tere tau maze
hain Ajit, apni bhabhi ko ghumaa raha hai, kuch kiya ke nahi, who tau
bahut he sexy cheez hai, kal raat tau tu uspe bahut haath pher raha
tha, dance karte karte, bataa naa”.

Ajit looked at Kishore and replied, ” You are totally wrong my
friend, she is not that type, she is a faithful woman, she does not
fool around with other guys”.
Kishore looked at him amazed, ” You are bullshitting me, you just
don’t want to tell”.

“Aree no yaar, I tried, but she slapped me, saying she does not fool
around and telling me to behave myself”, said Ajit sheepishly.

Kishore on hearing this began to laugh loudly. Ajit felt very small
and also felt angry at Kishore. He told Kishore, ” All women are not
just wanting sex, some are faithful to their husbands and Asha
happens to be one of them, understood”, he said quite angrily.

Kishore still laughing said, ” Just because you could not score with
her does not mean she is a sati-savitri”.

Ajit could not take this from Kishore and blurted out, “I bet you a
lakh of rupees, you could not fuck her”.

Kishore sobered down and looked seriously at Ajit. “Are you sure you
want to bet a lakh of rupees?”.

Equally serious and angry, Ajit replied, “Yes a lakh of rupees, if
you can get to fuck her willingly, not rape, either by today or
latest tomorrow, since she is leaving day after, if you succeed, I’ll
pay you hard cash or else you pay me”.

Kishore was quiet.

Ajit began jibbing him, “Bus kya phaat gai, you are chickening out
now”.

Kishore looked long and hard at Ajit and said, ” Look here Ajit, One
lakh hard cash is a lot of money, are you serious or is it just your
hurt ego combined with beer that is talking”.

“Arre you forget about my ego or beer, just tell me are you willing
to take the bet or chickening out”.

Kishore was quiet and thinking. He thought – why would a newly
married woman be out with Ajit today – he had seen the way Ajit was
feeling her up at the dance party last night – still Ajit said that
he tried but got slapped. Kishore kept on thinking and then an idea
struck him. He finally said, ” Look Ajit, your bhabhi hardly knows
me, still I am willing to take up the bet, but you will have to help,
for this I can take the bet saying that not only will I fuck her by
tomorrow latest, but you also will fuck her”.

On hearing this Ajit now laughed, “Okay I agree to help, but
remember, no rape, and hard cash only okay”.

Kishore smiled at Ajit and they both shook hands sealing the bet.
Kishore was about to tell Ajit his plan, when both Anju and Asha
walked back to the table and thus Kishore was prevented from talking
any further on this subject.

As the two women sat down, Kishore looked intently at Asha’s sexy
face and was lost in thought. Kishore was a past master at fucking
women. After all he was a fashion photographer and had photographed a
number of models and wanna-be models in his studio. Off the women he
had photographed, he had managed to fuck a number of them. It was
only some virgin girls having come to him to get their portfolio
made, that he had not managed to fuck. That was because of seeing his
giant prick, they had felt intense fear and not wanted to go ahead.
However, the experienced girls had felt a bit of apprehension, but
allowed him to carry on and fuck them to his hearts content. All
these thoughts entered his mind as he looked at Asha and thought how
her face would look sucking his giant prick. He felt himself getting
hard at just the thought.

Unaware that he had been staring at Asha for a long time, he was
nudged by Anju saying, ” Arre Kishore why are you staring at Asha”.
Kishore realized his folly, but quickly covered up by saying, ” Anju,
Asha bhabhi’s face is beautiful, it is very interesting, I would
love to photograph her, if she is interested”. Asha blushed at this
comment, however the beer had made her lose any inhibitions and she
said, ” Why thank you Kishore, I didn’t know that you are a
photographer”. On hearing this Kishore kicked Ajit under the table,
signaling him that he had managed to make some headway on their bet.
Anju, now began explaining to Asha that Kishore was the leading
fashion photographer in Chandigarh and he had photographed many
budding actresses and models who had later on made a name for
themselves in their professions in Mumbai. Taking the cue, Ajit also
started praising Kishore’s eye and photographic abilities.

Soon the conversation turned towards the snaps that Kishore had with
him. Asha expressed her desire to see them, if he had no objections.
Kishore immediately took out a few of them from his briefcase and was
intently occupied in showing and explaining them to Asha. First he
showed her photographs of only faces of various models he had
photographed under various light conditions and moods. Asha found
these photos to be quite sensuous and she said so. Kishore liked her
reaction and then proceeded to show some provocative and sexy
photographs of some girls. Asha was mesmerized by these provocative
snaps, Kishore noticed that and felt confident that he could cock
this woman, under the pretext of photographing her in his studio.
Then Kishore showed a fully nude black n white photograph of a well
known model. Asha gasped at recognizing the model and the manner in
which Kishore had exposed her . The photograph clearly showed the
model’s small tits with erect black stubby nipples and also a hint of
her cunt hair as she was shown reclining languidly on a sofa. She
looked at Kishore and Kishore looked deep into her eyes and
said, “Believe me, she wanted me to take such a photograph of her, in
fact I have a series of them in my studio”. Looking at these snaps
and then at Kishore made Asha feel wanton and horny. Kishore noticed
how intently she was looking at the snaps and how her lips were
parted now. Being an experienced fucker with women, he knew that Asha
was feeling aroused and that he would have no problem in fucking her,
once he got her in his studio tomorrow. Kishore then decided to get
up from the table on the pretext of going to the toilet, with Ajit
following him, leaving the two women to look at the snaps.

Once in the toilet, he smiled at Ajit saying, “Yaar, you better have
the money ready, tomorrow you and me are going to fuck your bhabhi,
like she has never been fucked before”. Ajit was still skeptical,
knowing that he too had aroused interest in his bhabhi, but had not
been able to proceed further. By the way Ajit, I need your help now.
Firstly, I want to drop her home after lunch today, you please give
some excuse that you have to meet somebody, this will allow me to
spend some time with her, make her comfortable being with me. Also I
will suggest again that she come to be photographed by me at my
studio tomorrow and you must encourage it and also say that you will
bring her. Understood. Ajit agreed and soon the two of them walked
back to the table and ordered lunch. Kishore noticed that Asha was
now more active in the conversation as they ate and also mentioned
him by name twice, thrice as she spoke directly with him. Asha was
feeling horny, what with the beer, those sexy snaps and this virile
man Kishore looking at her in such a manner. Kishore now decided to
bring the issue of her coming to his studio tomorrow for a few snaps.
He was pleasantly surprised to see that she immediately and willingly
agreed, but said that she did not know the studio. At this Anju
intervened saying that she would take her. Kishore kicked Ajit under
the table, seeing his plan going to pieces if Anju accompanied Asha,
nudging him into action. Ajit quickly resolved the issue,
saying, “Anju bhabhi, you are going to be busy with the wedding
preparations, I will take Asha bhabhi to Kishore’s studio”. Asha too
agreed at this suggestion and Kishore breathed a sigh of relief. As
they were getting up from lunch, Ajit looked at his watch and said, “
Oh Shit, I’m late, Kishore can you drop Asha bhabhi home”. Kishore
readily agreed and off the three of them, Anju, Asha and Kishore went
together. He first dropped Anju home, since her house was nearby and
then proceeded alone with Asha to drop her.

Asha was still feeling horny and was very much aware of the virility
and masculinity of the man sitting next to her in the car. She liked
his company and kept thinking in her mind over and over again of the
scene in the bathroom, last night, where she had seen this man peeing
and his lovely big cock. Her lips were parted and her breathing was
heavy as she was lost in these amorous thoughts. Kishore looked at
her while driving, he wanted to talk to her, however she was lost in
her thoughts and before he could think of something to say, Anjali’s
house came up. After all Anju lived quite close to Anjali. As he
braked the car in front of the house, Asha was jolted out of her
amorous thoughts. Asha too was feeling sorry that the house had come
too soon, she wanted to be in his company. Seeing the driveway empty,
Asha surmised that Anjali and her parents were not back as yet and
hesitatingly asked Kishore if he would like a cup of coffee. Kishore
was pleased to hear the offer, pleased because now he knew that this
so called faithful woman was interested in him. He at first hesitated
and then agreed to come in for just a bit.

In the house both of them sat in separate sofa’s awaiting the coffee
that the servant was making. There was an awkward silence. Finally,
Kishore broke the silence by saying, “Asha bhabhi, I have been
meaning to apologise about the incident in the bathroom the other
night, I hope I didn’t scare you”.

Asha blushed in embarrassment and said, “uuhn its ok, unhnn, you
didn’t scare me, uuunnhh after all I’m married uunnh and its not the
first time I’ve seen……..”.

Hearing this Kishore laughed and this added to Asha’s embarrassment.

To change the topic, Asha spoke, looking up at Kishore, “those were
lovely snaps”, she said.

Kishore smiled and said, “Bhabhi, I promise you that your snaps will
be even more beautiful”.
Just then the servant bought the tray of coffee and biscuits. As Asha
handed the cup to Kishore, he held her hand and looking deep into her
eyes said, “Bhabhi, you are very beautiful and sexy”.

Asha was aware of his holding her hand, she was burning with desire
and murmured back softly, “thank you Kishore”, still not freeing her
hand from his grip. Kishore noticed that she was not trying to free
her hand and he felt thrilled and pleased about it. It made him
bolder. He let go off her hand and sat next to her on the same sofa.
Keeping the coffee on the center table, he now cupped her face and
caressed her cheeks saying, “your high cheekbones make your face look
very sexy bhabhi, I will capture your sexiness in my photographs, you
will like that”, he kept cupping her face and looking at her. Asha
was now breathing heavily as this man caressed her face. Her cunt
juices began flowing and she felt a pleasant and familiar ache in her
cunt. It was a sweet pang for a cock to stretch and pump her cunt.
Kishore noticed her shortness of breath and saw her lips parted as
she continued breathing heavily and unevenly, he cupped her cheeks
harder and moved her face from one side to the other, murmuring close
to her ears, “bhabhi your profile from either side is very good”.
Asha was on burning with desire as this virile man kept caressing her
face, her breath was coming in short gasps as she let him feel her
face, unable to stop him, in fact wanting him to go on and on. She
thought that he was about to kiss her and parted her lips, expecting
a kiss. Kishore realized that this sexy woman was hot and if the
time had been there he could have proceeded to fuck her silly right
now. He was enjoying making this woman hot. He let go of her face and
nonchalantly reached for his coffee to drink. Asha felt frustrated,
seeing his nonchalantness, but could do nothing about it. Sipping
his coffee, he asked her , “What time is Ajit going to bring you
over”. Asha replied, ” I don’t know Kishore, I haven’t talked to him
about it, why don’t you pick me up at 10.30 tomorrow”. Kishore felt
happy hearing that this woman clearly wanted to be alone with him at
his studio. He immediately agreed and then putting down his coffee,
he then lifted her face and started eyeing her neck and also
massaging her shoulders, acting as if he were professionally
examining the angles for photographs. This bought a low gasp from
Asha, as she was being felt-up by him again. Her coffee cup was
shaking in her hand, Kishore noticed this and with a smile took it
from her hand and placed it on the center table. “Bhabhi you have a
lovely neck and shoulders, would you mind if I took some snaps which
showed your shoulders”, he said, now caressing her neck and
shoulders. Asha could smell his masculinity. Asha gasped and
murmured, “uunnhh Kisshhoorreeeeee uunnhhhh”, was all she could say.
The feel of his burly hands on her body felt sooooo good, she was on
fire, her cunt juices were flowing, she could feel her swollen cunt-
lips against her tight cotton pants, her breath was coming in short
gasps now, her stomach heaving as she felt her impending orgasm, she
involuntarily gripped his thigh hard, digging her fingers into his
thigh.

Just then, the amorous moment was broken, with the sound of the front
doorbell. Anjali was back with her parents. Before they could enter
the living room, Kishore hastily got up and said, ” Bhabhi, tomorrow
10.30 then, ok, “. Asha feeling horny and frustrated, could only nod
her acceptance as Anjali and her parents came into the room. Kishore
quickly exchanged greetings with them and left in a hurry. Asha too
got up and hurried to the toilet. In the toilet, she steadied herself
and splashed cold water on her face to calm the excitement running
within her. “Oh God, she was dying to be fucked, thoroughly fucked”,
these were her thoughts and desires. She was glad that she had
managed to get Ajit out of the way, so that tomorrow she could have
fun with this big guy Kishore.

That evening, Anjali’s parents had called Ajit and his parents along
with some of their old friends for dinner. It was a very boring
affair, especially since Ajit and Anjali decided to slink out of the
house, leaving Asha alone with the oldies. Asha soon retired to bed,
thinking about tomorrow and if she could manage to have fun with
Kishore. Anjali returned home in the wee hours of the morning. From
what little Asha could see, being sleepy, was that Anjali looked as
if she had had a good fuck with her fiancé Ajit.

The next morning, Asha told Anjali that she was getting herself
photographed by Kishore. Anjali raised her eyebrows and said, ” You
lucky girl, I hear he is one of the best fashion photographers in the
country”. Asha felt pleased hearing that and took pains in dressing
up for the occasion. Unknown to her, Kishore had informed Ajit that
he would be picking up Asha at aro 11 and that he Ajit, should come
to his studio before, so that they could re-arrange some furniture
and Ajit could hide in the store and view the seduction of his
bhabhi. Ajit though agreeing, still could not believe that Asha
bhabhi could be so seduced.

Asha was waiting for well over 45 minutes and had almost reluctantly
given up on Kishore, when he finally came. Asha was thrilled to see
him and liked the way he complimented her on her fine looks. Soon
they were well ensconced in his studio. Kishore showed Asha the
changing room-cum-make-up room and asked her to freshen up as he got
the equipment set. Asha was wearing a light pink coloured tight t-
shirt, emphasizing her breasts and a pair of blue denim jeans. As
Asha, applied a little blush-on and came out, she saw Kishore ready
behind the camera sipping beer from a can. He offered her a can too
and they both sipped beer as Kishore explained how he was first just
going to shoot her face and at what angles, and what expressions he
wanted from her. Ajit was watching the whole thing from the store,
the door being slightly ajar, he could see and hear clearly. Also the
lights were very bright and on Asha, therefore she could not see him.
The first set of photography lasted well over 30 minutes, with
Kishore doing a lot of touching of his bhabhi’s face as he maneuvered
her through a series of photographs. Ajit saw that Kishore was
constantly touching his bhabhi and she too was not trying to stop him
from turning her face from one direction to another on the pretext of
getting the right angle. Ajit seeing that Asha could not see him,
decided to move closer out of the store, so that he could see better
and hear their conversation. He heard Kishore telling Asha to give a
sexy pout of her lips and she did so, so nonchalantly and willingly
for the photograph. He told Asha to wet her lips, and look as if she
had just been kissed. Asha obediently wetted her lips with her
tongue, but just could not manage the right expression. Kishore after
telling her this way and that, finally strode across to her and
cupped her face. Then much to Ajit’s astonishment, he bend down and
kissed his bhabhi full on the lips. Ajit saw that the kiss was real
long and although his bhabhi appeared to struggle, Kishore held her
face firmly and was continuing tongue-kissing her. Ajit could see his
bhabhi struggling to get free of Kishore and was sure that soon
Kishore would receive a resounding slap for such a behaviour.
However, suddenly, Kishore let go and rushed back to his camera and
began to take snaps of Asha’s bewildered face, mouth open, gasping
for breath, lips wet with Kishore’s saliva. Then Kishore said very
casually, “Bhabhi, that’s the right expression I wanted”. Kishore
said this so matter-of-factly that Asha could hardly react to his
wanton behaviour. Having finished the roll, he told Asha , without
looking up at her to go to the changing room and try on a red choli
with mirror work, while he fixed his equipment. Ajit saw his bhabhi
meekly obeying Kishore and going to the changing room. As she went
in, Kishore smiled and came up to Ajit and said, “See that’s the way
you seduce, I kissed her to my hearts desire and made it look so part
of the shoot that she just could not say anything to me”. He
continued, “you just watch Ajit, very soon I will be shafting her”.
Ajit still could not believe that Kishore would be able to fuck his
bhabhi and said so, to which Kishore laughed . Kishore then signaled
Ajit to be quiet as Asha was coming out of the changing room. Ajit
immediately went to the store room and stood outside to watch, well
aware that Asha could not see him because of the glare of so many
lights.

Asha was thoroughly perplexed at Kishore’s behaviour. He had tongue-
kissed her for so long and then dismissed the whole thing so matter
of factly. Was he interested in her?, or was this just being a
professional to the core. She had heard that he was the best fashion
photographer in Chandigarh, maybe this was his behaviour with all his
models. All these thoughts entered Asha’s mind as she pulled out her
pink tee-shirt and tried on the flimsy choli. It just had two thin
strings, one around the neck and the other around the waist from the
back. Asha decided to also take things nonchalantly and not read any
interest in Kishore’s kiss. Although she had been aroused by his
masculine taste, she still was not sure about Kishore’s intentions –
personal or just professional. She obediently tied the small flimsy
choli over her bra and then went to the shoot-room.

Kishore had now kept a small swivel stool for Asha to sit on. As Asha
sat down, he asked her to show her back to him and Asha did so. On
noticing her bra straps clearly showing, Kishore began to laugh. Asha
turned around in embarrassment and asked Kishore why was he laughing
at her. Kishore said, ” Bhabhi, you are the first girl to wear a
choli over your bra, please take it off, I want to photograph your
bare back in the choli”. Asha felt slighted by his laughing at her
and putting her head down, she went to the changing room to remove
her bra. After removing her bra, she put the flimsy choli on again.
Her heavy breasts strained against the flimsy material, her nipples
could clearly be seen outlined against the fabric, so too her
aerolas. Even from the sides, her breast flesh was jutting out as the
choli was to small to cover her entire chest. Asha felt very
conscious of her breasts straining against the thin fabric as she
went back and sat on the stool, facing the glare of the bright
lights. Ajit saw his bhabhi in such a manner. He gasped as he could
see her breasts, her coin size aerolas, her stubby nipples, the way
her two breasts fell on her chest, the sides of her exposed breasts.
It was truly a very sexy sight. He longed to caress, bite and maul
them to his hearts desire. His friend Kishore had really exposed his
bhabhi as he saw him photographing her. He was making her swivel
about in that stool, making her raise her bare arms, touching her
face, her back, holding her by the armpits and exposing this sexy
woman to the hilt. Ajit then heard Kishore telling Asha that he
wanted that just kissed look again in this choli and went up to her.
Again before Asha could realize, Kishore was holding her face and
began tongue kissing her deeply. Ajit saw that this time his bhabhi
was not struggling. She seemed to have opened her mouth as Kishore
had put his tongue deep in her mouth. He had now let go of her face
and was caressing her neck and roughing up her hair as he continued
kissing her. Soon he started nibbling and biting his bhabhi’s lush
open lips as she began moaning siftly in passion. Soon Kishore was
fondling those gorgeous breasts, holding, sizing-up, massaging and
pinching her nipples over the choli as he continued to kiss and bite
her lips. Asha was in heat. She moaned loudly as Kishore played with
her breasts, “OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OOoHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGNNNNNAAAA “, she wailed
in passion. This guy was giving her sweet pain and pleasure as he
continued biting and vigourously sucking her nipples over her choli..
Her nipples had become taut and red, wet with his sucking constantly.

Ajit felt his prick straining against the confines of his pants as
he too was aroused by the display of passion between Kishore and his
bhabhi. Again Kishore stopped abruptly and ran to the camera and
began taking pictures of his bhabhi, who was looking disheveled,
mouth open, lips wet with saliva, her left breast aerola peeping out
of the choli and moaning softly and looking straight into the camera
as Kishore clicked and clicked. Then Kishore once again went up to
his bhabhi, swiveled her stool so the her bare back was facing him
and poured a mug of cold water down her back. Asha moaned loudly now
as she felt the cold water against her sweat covered back. She
yelled, ” What are u doing Kishoreeeeeee?. Kishore calmly told her
not to turn around as he photographed her wet back and her side
profile of her face and hair on her on shoulder and a fair bit of her
breasts peeping out of her choli. He then bought a banana for her
and told her to suck on it. Ajit saw his bhabhi meekly obeying as
she peeled the banana and began sucking it. Kishore told her to drop
the banana after some time but keep her mouth open in the same
manner, as he photographed her again. Kishore then went up to Asha
and lifted her face and kissed her again. This time he really mauled
her breasts while kissing her and soon opened the upper string of her
choli, letting the choli fall and totally exposing his bhabhis’ heavy
breasts. Ajit saw that his bhabhi was moaning loudly, her face
contorted with passion as Kishore was mouthing her breasts to his
hearts content. He saw that his chaste bhabhi was willingly enjoying
her breasts being slobbered upon and was caressing Kishore’s face .
neck and running her fingers in his hair as he paid equal attention
in mouthing both her breasts. In fact his bhabhi was moaning loudly
in passion calling out his friend Kishore’s name. Having tasted her
heaving beauties to his hearts content, Kishore finally got up. Ajit
saw his bhabhi’s breasts heaving and covered with saliva, there were
a lot of reddish marks were Kishore had indulged in vigourous sucking
of his bhabhi’s breasts. Kishore was now undoing his pants and soon
had both his pant and underwear on the ground as he brought his semi-
erect organ near Asha’s face. Ajit too gasped at seeing the size of
his friends prick and really could not believe that it was a real
prick he was seeing. Even in the semi erect state it was massive,
like a baton. Asha too gasped at seeing Kishore’s prick. Her cunt
juices were flowing freely now as her cunt-lips were getting swollen,
with blood rushing to them in anticipation of receiving such a cock.
Ajit saw that his bhabhi had caught hold of Kishore’s prick on her
own and had opened her mouth with her tongue darting out to taste the
bulbous head of his friends prick. As Asha was feeling his growing
hardness, Kishore proceeded to remove his shirt and was soon fully
naked. Asha gasped again as she saw his naked body. He was so hairy,
almost like a bear. Asha saw his well developed chest and arms and
his lean stomach. She began gurgling, just thinking of the raw sex
appeal of this man, how he would powerfully fuck and satisfy her
aching cunt. Kishore too saw how this supposedly frigid housewife as
his friend Ajit had said, was now on her own taking hold of his prick
and had began tasting it. Kishore was now sure that Asha would be an
easy lay, and he would have the time of his life fucking her .

As his sweet bhabhi opened her innocent mouth, that fucker Kishore
roughly caught her by her neck and forced this big prick into her
mouth. Ajit saw his bhabhi gag as she was forced to open her mouth
wide to accommodate Kishore’s prick. Ajit could see that by now his
sweet bhahi’s mouth was fully stretched, but Kishore’s larger part of
the prick was still out. He heard Kishore now coaxing his bhabhi to
take his prick down her throat as he continued stuffing his prick in
his angelic faced bhabhi’s mouth. Asha too had never had so much of a
prick stuffed into her. It just seemed to get bigger and fatter. She
had sucked a few pricks earlier, but never deep-throated anyone as
she was being forced to do now. Soon her mouth stretched enough to
allow her to deep-throat him as Kishore was now mouth fucking her in
a slow but firm manner. Ajit was aroused by the sight of all this
and quickly freed his own small prick, now fully erect and pulsating,
and began rubbing it as he watched his bhabhi suck the giant prick of
his friend. Asha was now playing with the hairy balls of Kishore,
massaging them and softly squeezing them. Feeling this sexy bitch’s
hands on his balls, Kishore began to moan loudly. This sexy housewife
was holding a larger part of his prick outside and with her other
hand was alternatively raking his hairy balls with her fingernail and
also massaging them, giving him a wonderful sensation. Kishore moaned
loudly as he was approaching ejaculation. However, his mind reminded
him that he needed to fuck her to win the bet. A lakh of rupees was a
large amount, supposing he came in her mouth and then she changed her
mind, after all he was not allowed to force her. At least now this
woman was in heat and would surely comply with his fucking her. All
these thoughts entered his mind as he soon withdrew his rock hard
prick from her mouth.

Ajit saw his friend withdrawing his prick from Asha’s mouth, he saw
that his bhabhi seemed reluctant to let go of his prick. He saw
saliva dribbling out of his bhabhi’s open mouth as his friend
Kishore pick her up from the stool and begin tongue-kissing her
mouth. He saw his sweet and chaste bhabhi hugging his friend tightly
and feeling his hairy back and also squeezing his hairy buttocks.
Ajit by now had his prick fully out and seeing such a sexy sight
brought him to ejaculate. He groaned softly as his semen spurted out
onto the floor as he continued watching his bhabhi’s delicate hands
roaming all over the hairy buttocks of his friend as she was being
kissed.
His bhabhi was gurgling in passion and feeling Kishore’s hairy and
tight buttocks, while her swollen breasts were crushed against his
hairy body. After kissing her for a good 10 minutes or so, Kishore
cupped her face as she continued moaning and gurgling softly in his
arms and asked her if she wanted him to fuck her. Ajit was taken
aback by this and then only did he remember the condition of his now
foolish bet. He heard his bhabhi moaning, ” ohhhhh yessss II
wannttttt youuuuuuuuuuuuu Kishoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, as he led her
towards another room. Ajit saw that his chaste bhabhi was holding on
to Kishore, burying her face into his hairy chest as he guided her to
the other room. Ajit saw the way Kishore was massaging his bhabhi’s
bare back as he led her into the next room, he tip-toed and followed
them.

There he saw how Kishore began to unzip his bhabhi’s pant and how she
held on to him raising her legs as Kishore removed her pants, leaving
her in just her panty. Even from a distance, Ajit could make out that
his bhabhi’s panties were soaking wet. Kishore too saw the wet
patches on Asha’s panties and was feeling very pleased that this
bitch was truly in heat. He rubbed her wet panties using his thumbs,
which elicited a loud gurgling moan from Asha who was still holding
on to him tightly, and with her other hand firmly wrapped around his
now fully erect prick.

Seeing her holding on to his prick with her small hands and gurgling,
Kishore asked her, “Bhabhi tumhe mera lund acchha lag raha hai”, as
he continued rubbing her swollen cunt-lips over her soaking panties.

“uunnhhhhh ooooohhhh gggnnhhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh hhhhaaainnnnnn
mmmmujjjheeee ccchhhhhoooddddddddooooooooo ppplllllleeesesssssss
KKKishoooreeeeeeeeee mmujheeeeee chhhodddoo oooooohhhhhhh
tummmhareeee kkkhammmbaaaaaa seeeeii
chhhhhooooooooooodddddoooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooohhhhhhhh
uuuuuunnnnggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, Asha wailed, dying to feel his prick
inside her.

Ajit heard his bhabhi wailing for Kishore’s prick. He too saw that
his own prick was erect again, seeing this sexy woman begging to be
fucked by his friends massive organ. Kishore then removed Asha’s wet
panties as she again gripped him, raising one leg at a time to assist
him in removing her panties. Now she was totally naked. Both men
could see that this married woman’s cunt was swollen with desire and
her clitoris was prominently showing. Kishore again with his thumb
gently but firmly rubbed her clit, eliciting a loud moan from Asha as
she buried her face in his hairy chest and gripped him firmly for
support as her knees were quivering with desire. Kishore then led her
to the bed and flung her like a rag doll on it. Asha lay on her back,
her breasts heaving and her legs wide open in anticipation of his
prick. Ajit began rubbing his erection on seeing his bhabhi so openly
splayed on the bed, her cunt-lips swollen and her cunt hair wet with
her own fluids.

Kishore held his prick in his hand and was pleased to see this woman
dripping with desire. He would not need to lubricate her with KY
jelly, as he did to some of his conquests who dried up with fear
seeing his organ, hard n throbbing. He knelt on the bed and brought
his prick head to play with this woman’s prominent hard clit. Feeling
his prick gently stroking her clitoris, Asha wailed with desire as
she felt her impending orgasm. “oooooooooooooooooooo
kiisssshooorEEEEEEee mmmujheeeeeeee chhoodoooooooo
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmm mmmujjjjjjhhheeeeee
cccccccccghhhhhhhhhhoooooodddddoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ooo”, she continued wailing and bucking her buttocks as she
shamelessly came and came, wanting desperately to have Kishore’s
prick stretch and stroke her cunt. Hearing his bhabhi, Ajit could not
control himself and he too ejaculated, spraying his cum on the floor
once again.

Seeing her bucking and dripping, clearly in throes of orgasm, Kishore
guided his prick head to her gaping cunt and gently pushed the head
in. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UUNNNNNNNGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GGGGGGNNNHNHNHNHNGNHNGNHNGHNGNHGNNHGNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”,
Asha wailed as she felt her cunt lips stretch to receive his prick.
Oh what a sweet and wonderful ache it was to have her cunt so
deliciously stretched by this mans’ prick. This was what life was all
about thought Asha as she moaned with desire and sweet pain as
Kishore was slowly but firmly pushing his prick inside her. Asha saw
him stretch her already parted legs further as Kishore was plugging
her completely with his prick. She raised and shook her buttocks,
allowing him to put all his prick inside her as she now felt his
hairy heavy balls against her buttocks. Ajit saw his bhabhi
struggling but accepting his friend Kishore’s prick wholeheartedly
and his own spent prick began to get erect again as he held it in his
hand and rubbed it to life. Kishore now began to stroke his bhabhi ,
by slowly withdrawing most of his glistening prick from her cunt and
then slowly plugging her again. Asha was in seventh no eighth no
ninth no tenth heaven. She was moaning and wailing, raising her
buttocks to meet his strokes, as Kishore began fucking her slowly.
Ajit too was excited seeing his sweet bhabhi behaving like a randi
and taking such a big prick inside her small cunt. She was raking
Kishore’s hairy back with her fingernails as she raised her buttocks
and whimpered in ecstasy as he fucked her. As Kishore began stroking
her harder and faster, Asha lost all inhibitions and wailed in
pleasure, behaving like a randi, egging Kishore on and
on. “Chhhoodooooo aahh aaaaaahhh aaaaahhh cchhooddoo aauuuurr
jjoorrrrr oooouuuiiiiii mmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaauuuurrrrr
jjoooorrrrrr ssseeeee oouiiiiiiii chooddddooooooooooo hhhhaiiiiiiii
aaauuurrrrrrrrrr ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh hhhaaaiiiiiiiii
mmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ccchhhooooddoooooooooooo
hhhoooooiiiijjjjjj yuuuunnnnnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ungghhhhh ungh ungh
ungh ungh ungh ungh unghn unnnnnhhghhhhhhhhhhh
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, as she had
another series of orgasms by the powerful stroking she was receiving.
Ajit saw his bhabhi’s breasts heaving and her whole body covered with
a sheen of sweat as she wailed and came. Hearing and seeing this
Ajit could not control himself and strode stark naked holding his
erect little prick into the room.

Asha was the first to see him with glazed eyes and she
shrieked, “OOOOOOHHHHHHH AAAAAAAJJJIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT”.
Sensing that Asha might create a scene , seeing Ajit stark naked
entering the room, Kishore began stroking her again, harder n faster,
making her whole body shake with each stroke. While still looking at
Ajit, Asha started gurgling in passion as this man’s huge prick was
causing her sweet pain n pleasure as her cunt was being stretched and
stretched with his pounding. Ajit too saw that Kishore was now very
powerfully fucking his bhabhi as he came near them. Her whole body
was being shaken and those gorgeous breasts were flopping all over
her chest as Kishore increased his strokes. Soon, very soon, his
bhabhi began moaning and wailing loudly, her body, especially her
cunt, in total control of the fucking she was
receiving. “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT HHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEE
IIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSS FFFFFUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKINGGGGGGGGGG MEEEEEEEEEEE
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIM
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMUJJHEEEEEEEEEEE
CHODCGHODCHODCHODCGHODCHODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD RRRRAHHHHAAAAAAA
HHHHAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII UUUUNNNNNNGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT”, SHE
YELLED IN PASSION AS HER BODY WAS GRIPPED WITH ANOTHER ORGASM.
Asha was looking at Ajit as passion rocked her body. Ajit had never
seen his bhabhi looking so sexy and he rubbed himself furiously as he
too ejaculated all over her face, hair and mouth. Kishore the stud,
however controlled himself and withdrew his prick from the sweat
covered body and the resultant sound was a loud squelching “
PPPHUSSSSSSSCCCCCCHHHLLLLLTTTTTT”, as his glistening reddish prick
now was out of Asha’s dripping cunt. He then lightly slapped the
moaning Asha’s buttocks, as they quivered under his touch, as he got
off her.

Kishore then grabbed the still moaning Asha and made her lie down on
his lap. Her belly pressed on his hard dick as he started massaging
her firm buttocks. He then looked up at Ajit and said, “See your
bhabhi is such a hot woman”, saying this he was fingering her cunt-
lips, making them open out and showing her squelchy and wet cunt to
Ajit. He then started fingering her clit as Asha began moaning and
bucking on his lap. “Dekh kaise phudakti hai teri bhabhi”, he told
Ajit as Asha was moaning in passion. Asha was really in heat, she was
savouring the fucking she had received from this virile stud. It had
been a very long time since she was so aroused and her body was not
in her control as she continued to buck as Kishore lightly fingered
her. Kishore had fully opened her cunt lips with his fingers and was
now rubbing his thumb, making it wet with her cunt juices and then
thumbing her arsehole, making her wail in passion. Ajit saw how his
friend was fingering his bhabhi, making her moan in passion, wailing
to be fucked again. Kishore then began lightly spanking his bhabhi’s
firm buttocks, making them jiggle with each strike. Asha yelped in
pain, but soon he would finger her clit, making her moan in pleasure.
Kishore was loving inflicting pain n pleasure to this sexy woman.
Although he had fucked a few married women too, this one had a real
tight cunt and a very sexy body. He continued spanking her hard
now, “THAAPPP TTHHWWAAPP TTHHAAPP”, HE WENT AND OCCASIONALY FINGERED
HER CLIT TOO. “Dekh Ajit, tu kehta tha ki ye chodne nahin deyegi,
pur ab kaise phudak phudak kar pani pani ho rahi hai”, said Kishore
to Ajit as he was making his bhabhi squirm and buck in passion. Ajit
saw his bhabhi’s buttocks turning red as Kishore slapped her and he
too was getting excited watching his bhabhi being spanked and
fingered so much. His already spent member began getting erect again
as he rubbed his prick, fascinated by the scene. Asha was hurting
now, but at the same time she felt a surge of her orgasm as she was
being fingered also. “AANNH AAAANNNH AAAAANNNNNHH AAAAAANNNNHHH
AAAANNNNNNNHH “, she wailed in rhythmn to his spankings as she
shamelessly came again and again lying on this man’s lap. Kishore
forced his three fingers inside her cunt to maximize her pleasure as
she came. Seeing her bucking and wailing and all those red marks on
her buttocks, Ajit too came and spurted his semen on her back.

Kishore then brought the prone moaning Asha upright on his lap and in
one swift motion guided his hard thick prick in her now gaping and
wet cunt. “UUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”,
Asha moaned as her cunt was derilously stretched and plugged again.
She clutched Kishore tightly, burying her face in his shoulders, her
breasts squashed against his body as she felt him stroking her and
bouncing her on his lap. “UUNNH UUNNHHH UUNNHHHHHHHHH
UUNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHH’, she moaned as saliva dribbled out of her open
mouth onto Kishore’s hairy shoulders as she felt his thick prick
stretching and exploring her cunt. As she was bounced on his lap, she
continued moaning and dribbling saliva, her eyes glazed in passion,
seeing but still not seeing the naked Ajit in front of her. Asha had
by now totally lost control over her body as she wailed and bounced
on this strange man’s lap, overcome completely by the raw passion of
sex. “OOOOHHHH CHH0OOODDDO AUUUR JOR SE OOUIIIII MAAAAAA MMMAII
MMAR GAIIIIIIIIII HHHHHHHHOOOOOO KISHOREEE AANNH ANNHH AANNNHH
AANNNHH KKIISHHOORREEEEEEEEE CCCHHOIDDOOOOOO UUUUUUUUOUUUFFF
OOUUUFFFFF OOUUFFFF HHAIINN AAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE AAAAAIIEEEEEEEEEE
HHAAIINN UUNGHN UUNNGHH UUNNNGHH UUNNGHHH
CCCCHHOOODDOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOUUUIIIIII MMMAAAA
UUMMMMPPHHMMHHHPPPMMMMMHHHHHHHH”, Asha wailed in passion. “DEKH DEKH
AJIT YE KAISE CHILA RAHI HAI CHOOD CHOOD MUJHEE, YYE TTERI BHABHI TAU
BAHUT MAST MAL HAI’, said Kishore, bouncing the wailing woman on his
lap, fucking her hard now. Kishore too was enjoying the tightness of
her cunt and could’nt control himself anymore and soon spurted deep
inside her, crushing her body in his as he spurted and spurted inside
her tight cunt. Ajit saw how he was crushing his bhabhi, who was in a
complete daze, gurgling and whimpering gibberish as the couple rocked
on the bed and his friend came inside his bhabhi. Having spent
himself, Kishore lifted Asha off his lap and let her fall on the
bed. Immediately, Ajit seized the opportunity and began touching and
feeling his bhabhi for the first time. Asha was aware of his
massaging and biting her breasts as she continued to moan, but had no
resistance left in her to stop him from feeling her up. Kishore left
the two of them and sauntered across to the toilet to relieve
himself. As he was coming out of the toilet, he heard the phone
ringing in the studio and went there to pick it up. It was Anjali on
the line, asking direction to his studio. She explained that Rajesh
had come from Delhi and was with her in her car and they were unable
to find his studio. Kishore told them the way to come and then only
realized that they were just 15 minutes away as he heard Anjali shut
the phone. He immediately ran to the room and told Ajit to hurry up
as Anjali and Rajesh would be here in 15 minutes. Hearing this Ajit
went cold and his little erection soon shrunk in fear. Kishore
laughed on seeing Ajit’s little prick react in such a way. Asha
though was still in a daze and although she had heard that Anjali and
her husband were on their way, it still had not registered within
her. Seeing her lying so sexily on the bed, Kishore got a hard on
again and did not want to waste time. He quickly got on the bed and
flipped Asha over on her stomach. He then raised her bums in the air
and quickly pushed his hard prick into her cunt from behind. He then
began fucking her doggy style. Asha’s face was on the bed as were her
breasts mashed against the bed , when she felt him entering her
again. “AAAARRGHHH AAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHH
AAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHUUNNNNNHHGHGHGHGHUUUUNNNNHHHHHHHHHHH”,
she wailed as this time he was very roughly and rapidly fucking her.
Kishore was a man in a hurry and he was being very rough on her,
thrusting fast and hard, making her bums jiggle with each stroke as
he held her by her waist and pumped her rapidly. Seeing Ajit standing
there, he told him to go and clean up the studio fast, since Anjali
and Rajesh would be here soon, as he continued to fuck Asha rapidly.
He was fucking her hard and also rubbing her arsehole, making his
thumb enter and wriggle about, making his bhabhi cry in pleasure and
pain, her face being rubbed on the bed as he stroked her hard, her
voice muffled but still wailing. Ajit was mesmerised by this sight.
His bhabhi was being so brutally fucked like a rag doll. Her face was
continuously being rubbed roughly against the bed as Kishore fucked
her hard rocking and pushing her whole body. Her breasts too were
being rubbed hard against the bed. In fact he saw that his bhabhi had
no strength left in her and was totally being held by her waist by
his friend as he battered his huge prick in and out of her gaping
cunt rapidly and mercilessly. In his mind Ajit knew that there was
danger as Anjali and Rajesh, his bhabhi’s husband were on their way
here, while Asha was still being fucked. He could just not move and
stood their rooted and naked watching the savage animal frenzy his
friend was exhibiting in fucking his bhabhi. He saw that Kishore now
had his full thumb inside his bhabhi’s arse as he continued fucking
her. Both their bodies were glistening with sweat and his friend was
now breathing very heavily. He could not see his bhabhi’s face as it
was constantly being rubbed hard against the bed, and her hair were
covering her face. Finally, after what seemed a long time, but
actually was just over a few minutes, Kishore thrust hard and came
deep inside Asha. He spurted and spurted his cum deep inside her, all
the while furiously fingering her arsehole with his thumb. Then both
of them collapsed on the bed together, totally exhausted and spent.
That was when Ajit moved quickly into the studio to clear it of ant
tell-tale signs of fucking. Kishore and Asha were still sprawled on
the bed, breathing heavily, totally naked. Ajit quickly dressed up
himself and then went into the room again to rouse the couple. Ajit
pulled his naked bhabhi by her arm to the side of the bed, lightly
patting her cheeks he told her to get dressed fast. However, he
could see that she was not in a position to dress up by herself. He
then asked the equally naked Kishore to help him. Both the men then
tried to put back the clothes on Asha. Kishore however kept her
panties and stuffed them in the side table drawer saying, “Bhabhi, ye
mai rakh raha hoon, aaj ki chudai ke yaad mein”, and then leaned down
to tongue-kiss her again. Ajit saw his bhabhi again responding to
Kishore’s kiss by holding him tightly and rubbing his back as they
kissed. Then, with Kishore’s help, they got Asha dressed and took her
into the bathroom to clean up her face and hair. Asha was so weak,
that she could not stand up by herself and was supported by both the
men, Ajit, fully dressed, Kishore, still naked, his prick limp but
still huge. Asha could not help looking at his prick as the two men
washed her face and straightened her hair. Both the men noticed her
staring at Kishore’s prick. “DEKH AJIT DEKH, TERI BHABHI AB BHI MERE
LUND KO DEKH RAHI HAI”, said Kishore feeling elated. Ajit noticed
that his bhabhi was beyond any shame now as she wantonly kept staring
at his friend’s prick and did not even flinch at the dirty talk by
his friend.

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