Wednesday, April 25, 2012

From Phone to Bathroom

Aarushi's parents finally left to take her little brother trick-or-treating. Alone at last, Aarushi couldn't wait to get back online. This backward town offered little fun for a high school senior, but the internet was there for her, at least now that she knew how to get around the filters. She booted up the computer.

The phone rang and, by force of habit, Aarushi picked up. "Hello?"

"Hi, is Yukti there?"

For a moment, Aarushi flashed on her old friend Yukti, but she quickly suppressed those memories drudged up by this weird coincidence. "No, you've got the wrong number," Aarushi told him.

"Sorry."

"That's okay," she said.

"What was that sound?"

"I'm just booting up my computer."

"Oh," he said. "I only use my computer to go on the internet."

Aarushi found his voice warm and sexy. She liked talking to him. "That's what I'm doing," she said as she poured herself a glass of bDhruv.

"Oh, yeah? What are you going to do online?"

She smirked. "I'm just going to read some sexy story." She wouldn't have shared that with someone she knew. In this town, the risks were too high. But since this was some guy she would never meet, she figured, why not? If things went in a direction she didn't like, she could always hang up on him.

"I like doing that," he told her. "What's your favorite sexy story?"

She looked out her windows as she considered. It was a dark night and her windows showed little but the reflections of her well-lit living room. "I guess my favorite would be the first story by electric1."

"Is he that preachy writer who always stops in the middle of a porn story to remind us going vegan is good for the environment?"

"Yeah," she laughed as she lay on the couch and took off her slippers. "He's always entering that Earth Day contest and trying to tie sex to environmentalism. It's lame, but his stories are sexy. I like the way he does femdom." She sipped her Dhruv, letting the liquor warm her taste buds.

"Is that what you like?" he teased. "Femdom?"

She smiled as she unbuttoned her blouse and swallowed. "Yeah," she said. "I like imagining I'm in charge and can do anything I want with a sexy guy." She slipped her hand inside her blouse and caressed her firm belly.

He asked her, "Do you like S & M stories?"

"No. That's too extreme. But sometimes I'll read CFNM stories."

"Are those the ones where the women stay dressed but make the men get naked?"

She rubbed a braless tit. "Yeah. That's fun to think about: playing with men's penises while I'm totally in control."

"You sound like a fun woman. How come you're reading about dominating men instead of doing it?"

"I live in Bumfuck, Tennessee. Everyone in this town has to take a virginity pledge, and anyone caught breaking it is sent to prison."

"Wow. That sounds draconian."

"I'd move out if I could afford to. Damn, I wish I had been adopted by parents in a normal city."

The caller chuckled. "It all sounds like the setup to a bad porn story."

"I know," she agreed as she removed her skirt. "Maybe I should write a story about this town."

"What would happen in your story?"

Aarushi pealed off her panties as she considered. "Maybe some civil disobedience. People show up at city hall and have wild sex right there."

"Maybe a CFNM protest?"

"Yeah! We could have the guys line up naked. Chicks could stroke them and try to shoot their cum at the city council members. That would be awesome!" Aarushi spread her legs and slid her fingers in between as she imagined that delicious scenario. How sweet it would be to see a cock in person, to touch it, to stroke it, to make it shoot. How cool it would be to cover those prudes on the city council with cum.

The man told her, "I guess the stories I like most are voyeurism stories."

"Oh," she said (almost moaned). "You like men peeping on naked women?"

"Yeah. I like to think about watching some woman home alone, naked, spreading her legs, rubbing her pussy, making herself feel good."

Aarushi chuckled to herself. Maybe she should tell him she was doing that right now.

The man asked her, "What's your name?"

"Why do you want to know my name?" she teased.

"Because I like to know who I'm looking at."

Aarushi's finger stopped right there on her clit. She looked out the windows at the darkness. Could he really be out there? After a second, her hand moved again, but just a little bit over her clit, comforting her. Maybe he was just playing. "What did you say?" she asked.

"I said, 'I like to know who I'm talking to.'"

"That's not what you said the first time." She hung up.

She stood and approached the windows. Wearing only her unbuttoned blouse, she had nothing hiding her blonde beaver except the hand she kept there.

She drew the curtains. She peered between them but saw no one outside.

Aarushi didn't know how to feel about this. It was probably a prank. But what if he really was out there and he'd seen her naked body? What if he'd seen her pussy? Seen her playing with it?

After all these years of virginity, a part of her liked the idea of showing her naked body to a man. But a stranger peeping at her was creepy. Worse yet, it could be someone she knew disguising his voice. Hell, if he knew her phone number and her address, what else did he know about her?

The phone rang again. "Hello?" she asked.

"Do you want to fuck tonight, Aarushi?"

"Who is this?"

"Someone with a long, throbbing cock waiting for you to play with it. I'll let you dress if you like, cover up that sweet, blonde beaver, that firm, creamy white ass of yours, if that makes you more comfortable, while you play with my naked cock. You could touch me any way you like. You could curl your fingers around my balls. You could stroke my long, fat shaft all the way to the plump head of my cock."

She hung up again. The image he'd put in her head was powerful, and it was dangerous. If he was here, and if he seduced her, they would both be taken away.

Yet she was so horny! How would she hold out till morning?

***

The day Principal Marsden gave Aarushi and her classmates their virginity pledge was a Friday, and Aarushi spent that night in the cabin again with her friends, isolated in the dark woods. A single light bulb hung over their heads. Yukti asked the group, "How are we going to keep our pledges?"

"It's easy," said Dhruv, "if we just follow the rules." He waited for someone to ask the question.

"What rules?" Aarushi said.

"If you read any porn story, it's clear what leads to sex," Dhruv answered. "There are three rules you have to follow to remain a virgin. The first rule is, never tell anyone you're 18."

"But we are 18," Sarah said. "All of us are. That's why we had to take the pledge."

"No! Don't say that out loud," urged Dhruv. "When people find out you're legal, they want to fuck you."

Matthew chuckled. "They're coming," he said in a creepy, horror movie voice. "They're coming to fuck you, Sarah."

"Shut up, Matthew," Yukti said.

Dhruv continued, "Rule number two: don't have sexual fantasies about anyone you know. If you fantasize about someone, it sends a lustful energy that guarantees that person will desire you, too, and before you know it, you'll be fucking."

Dhruv, Aarushi noticed, looked kind of sexy when talking about any of his three passions: porn, literature, or porn stories.

saurabh asked, "So what are we supposed to do while masturbating. I mean, there's no way to remain a virgin without masturbating."

Aarushi laughed to hear her boyfriend ask such a blunt question. And yes, just for a moment, she pictured the sight of her boyfriend with his pants down, stroking a cock she imaged as thick and firm and gorgeous. The image was seductive, but she quickly pushed it out of her head.

Don advised, "Just think about Angelina Jolie."

"No," said Dhruv. "Angelina Jolie is a real person. If you fantasize about her, she'll fuck you, too."

"Hasn't worked for me yet," joked Matthew.

Dhruv ignored him. "It's safer to think about a fictional character Jolie has played, like Acid Burn or Legs. Since they don't live in the real world, there's no danger you'll have sex with one of them."

Don commented, "When she played Legs, Legs had some nice fuckin' tits!"

"And," Dhruv continued, "be sure you do masturbate, because otherwise you'll have wet dreams you can't control. And dreaming about someone has the same effect as fantasizing about them."

"Ut-oh," said Yukti.

"What?"

"Nothing," she said.

"And rule number three: never drink alcohol," Dhruv told them. "Alcohol gives you the excuse to do things you want to do when you're sober but don't want people to know you want to do: like have sex."

Matthew stood, stretching his legs. "I'm going out to the car. I'm going to get that bottle of bourbon out of the trunk." He bulged out his eyes in mock startlement, putting his fingers over his open mouth. "Oh, no! I'm gonna be fucked!" He laughed and stumbled out of the cabin, into the dark night.

Dhruv shook his head. "He doesn't know the risk he's taking."

They didn't wait for Matthew's return. He was too unpredictable. Instead, Sarah played the DVD they'd rented for tonight. "Watch," she announced. "When Richard Gere dances in the shower, you'll see his penis flopping around."

saurabh groaned.

"Don't worry," Don said. "Later on, that French chick gets naked, too. She's hot!"

"Full frontal?" asked Nick.

"Yes! You can totally see her bush."

As they watched the DVD, Aarushi cuddled with saurabh until they heard it outside. It sounded like a quick scream or a moan.

"What the hell was that?" Dhruv asked.

"That was the movie," Yukti said.

"No!" said Aarushi. "That was Matthew!"

They threw open the door and peered out into the darkness. It was raining a little. Aarushi charged out, followed by saurabh and Dhruv and the others.

Then they saw it. Matthew was lying on his back, pants down. A woman straddled him, fucking him like crazy.

"No!" Aarushi yelled. "Stop!"

The woman, interrupted, looked up at Aarushi with the wildest eyes Aarushi had ever seen. "Did you want to join us?" the woman asked with a wicked grin.

Even as the rain came down over the woman's long black hair, over her plush lips and her large breasts, the woman looked sexy. Aarushi had never seen a female form look so inviting, or lips look so luscious. Aarushi had never thought she could be drawn to a woman, but this wet brunette exuded a sexual chemistry that was hard to resist. Aarushi could understand why Matthew was willing to fuck her even in the rain and even knowing the punishment that would follow. This town was full of informants and security cameras, but a woman like this could make a man forget the risks.

Frightened by her own arousal, Aarushi turned and ran back to the cabin, followed by several others. Only Don remained to help their buddy. The rest would never see Matthew or Don again.

In the safety of their cabin, Aarushi asked, "Who was that woman?"

Dhruv said, "You didn't recognize her? That was Angelina Jolie."

"Oh, bullshit. It couldn't have been," said Sarah as she opened the door again and tried to see.

saurabh looked over her shoulder. "Can't see from here."

Dhruv shut the door. "Don't look. Whoever that woman is, it's too late for Matthew and Don, but we can still save ourselves." He looked around the room at Aarushi, saurabh, Sarah, Yukti, and Nick. The survivors. So far.

The rain tapped louder against the walls of the cabin. The wind rustled the trees. And still in the faint distance, they could hear Matthew and Don sealing their fate with the black-haired siren.

The survivors felt helpless, and the more they heard the sounds of pleasure -- the moaning and sighing and grunting -- the more they feared they might be drawn into joining, tempted to believe such ecstasy could be worth the price. Aarushi could already feel her panties dampening.

Dhruv locked the door. Everyone knew, however, that the real danger was not that wild woman breaking in to get them. The real danger was the survivors breaking out. And the door was easily opened from inside.

Nick said, "We can't just leave them out there."

"There's nothing we can do now," said Sarah. "We need to get our minds off them. It's our only chance."

"We better watch the rest of the movie," Dhruv said.

"No, we better not," said Aarushi. "Not unless we want Richard Gere busting in here."

Sarah said, "Think about the character, not about the actor."

They followed that advice, determinedly thinking about the hot-looking characters and not the movie stars with the same bodies. They watched the film for another hour until the power shut off.

"What the hell?" said Nick.

"The storm must have knocked down a power line," Dhruv told them. "I'm sure it will be back on soon."

Sitting in the darkness, Yukti kept thinking about the sexy movie they had been watching, wishing she could see the rest. When she felt a gentle hand on her thigh, she wasn't sure how to react. She couldn't even be sure who was touching her, though it was probably Nick, considering where the hand was coming from. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. Nick was the hottest guy in the room.

In complete darkness, there wasn't much else to do. And it wasn't like they were having actual sex, right? Just touching.

The touch seemed perfectly innocent, too, at first. Then his hand slid up and down her thigh.

Yukti thought it was cool that someone, Nick, could touch her and no one else in the room would have any idea. It was pitch black, and as long as they were silent, no one would hear anything but the storm outside. The only communication here was tactile.

In this environment, it might even be safe to have sex. If absolutely no one could see them, maybe they could get away with it. Of course, she didn't dare risk going all the way, but a little of the way should be fine. Right?

His hand slid up Yukti's body, over her belly and her chest. She suppressed a moan, desperate to stay silent. She put a hand on his arm, not to stop him, but to trace her way up to his muscular chest. Nick's body was as warm and as firm as it had been in that dream she'd had about him the other night.

She thought about what Dhruv had said about the power of wet dreams. If she had dreamed about Nick, did that mean he had dreamed about her, too? If so, this could be a magical moment for both of them. It could also be a dangerous trap, though maybe the cover of darkness would let them get away with a little fun.

Yukti wondered if others were coupling. Surely she wasn't the only one taking advantage of the dark.

Nick slid one hand down her body until he found her belt. He slipped that hand inside her pants, gently rubbing her fur. Yukti wasn't sure what scared her more: the danger that she might give in to temptation, or the danger that the lights might suddenly come back on. Maybe, she thought, maybe she should stop him.

But it felt so damn good! She had wanted a man to touch her like this for so long. Finally it was here. Her dream was coming true. She let him continue sliding his finger over her slit. As long as she didn't let things go too far...

Yukti slipped her arms around Nick and pulled him close to her. She quietly -- oh so quietly -- kissed his face, then found his lips and kissed those. She allowed her hand to wander down his firm chest, over his abs, and down to the bulge in his jeans. That bulge was big and hard. She had never felt one before, and it made her heart pound. She kissed his mouth with more passion.

Suddenly, Aarushi asked, "What was that?"

Yukti froze.

"What?" asked saurabh.

Yukti didn't even breathe.

"It sounded like ... someone making out."

Dhruv said, "No one give in to temptation here. We've already lost two of our friends tonight."

"You're right," agreed Nick, composing himself. "I'm going to check the fuse box. See if I can get the lights back on."

"Good idea," Aarushi agreed.

"Wait," said Yukti. "I've seen enough horror movies to know you never go into the basement alone. I'll go with you."

That was the last Aarushi saw of Nick or Yukti.

***

Aarushi looked regretfully at her half-empty glass of bDhruv. She dumped what remained in the sink.

The phone rang again, and Aarushi picked up. "Yes?"

"Why won't you talk to me?" Him again.

"Please, leave me alone."

"I thought you enjoyed our conversation. About CFNM? About how much you would enjoy playing with penises?"

Damn! Why had she told this man her weakness?

"You looked so happy a few minutes ago," he continued, "laying on your couch, rubbing your pussy. Let's go back to that."

"What do you want?"

"I want to see what your insides look like when you spread your lower lips," he told her. "Do you know what it feels like to be penetrated with a long, hard tool thrusting into you over and over while you cry out in pleasure?"

"I'm about two seconds away from calling the cops."

His voice got more threatening. "You call the cops and your boyfriend's fucked."

"What?!" she asked.

"Take a look in your backyard."

Cautiously, Aarushi flicked on the floodlight and peered into her yard. There was saurabh, tied to a chair. Except for the ropes around him and the gag in his mouth, saurabh was naked. For the first time, she could see her boyfriend's entire body. Even his dick, which was pointing up to his chin, hard and ready for a woman's touch.

Aarushi had heard that even being in the same room with a naked erection could be enough to risk prison. She didn't dare go outside.

saurabh wasn't alone out there. Also in the backyard stood a man in a Halloween costume, a white mask and a black robe, holding a cell phone to his ear. She could tell he was a man only because under his robe he had something at waist-level pointing out. He must have been naked beneath.

One other person stood in the backyard: a woman dressed for Halloween as a sexy nurse, her costume displaying nearly every inch of her firm legs. The woman's face was uncovered, too.

Into the phone, Aarushi asked, "Is that Sarah?"

"It sure is," the man answered. "And if you don't do what I tell you, Sarah's going to fuck your boyfriend. Is that what you want, Aarushi? To see Sarah wrap her pussy around your boyfriend's hard cock and take him inside her?"

Aarushi looked at them. She felt bad for saurabh being tied up out there. Yet she had to admit, part of her also liked seeing him naked at last, seeing his penis. But she didn't want to lose her boyfriend, and she didn't want him inside another woman.

"You're bluffing," Aarushi said. "Sarah wouldn't do that."

"Maybe you should talk to your friend." The costumed man handed his cellphone to Sarah.

"I'm sorry, Aarushi. He made me do this."

"Sarah, what's going on?"

"It started a few months ago. I thought I used enough protection. I drove beyond the city limits. I picked up a man and didn't tell him my real name."

"You had sex?!" Aarushi asked.

"No. I mean, not really. We just took off our clothes and I stroked his naked body a little. His dick was so sexy, I wasn't sure if I could resist having it in my pussy. But I did. I put his hard cock in my mouth and sucked and licked until his cum shot down my throat. Then I buried his head in my pussy and let him lick me to a screaming orgasm, and then another one. But I didn't think that would get me in trouble."

"Are you crazy? In this town, everything counts!"

"I know, I know. But this was out of town, and I never even saw him again," Sarah said. "But then this creep sent me a note that said he knew what I did last summer. He threatened to tell the authorities unless I did what he wanted. He made me come here, Aarushi. I'm sorry."

"Who is he, Sarah? Who's doing this?"

"You'll never believe who it is, Aarushi. It's -- "

"I'll believe you. Just tell me."
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"I was about to."

"Oh! Go ahead."

"You're not going to cut me off again, are you?"

"I'm sorry," urged Aarushi. "For God's sake, tell me who it is. Please!"

"The person behind all this is -- "

The robed man pulled the phone away and said, "You tell her anything more, Sarah, and I go to the cops."

Sarah apologized to him.

"Now, Aarushi, today is the day your boyfriend loses his virginity. The question is, will he lose it to you or to Sarah?"

"You animal!" cried Aarushi. "How can you do this?"

"Many in this town go through life never appreciating the gift of sexuality," he told her. "I help people enjoy what God has given us."

"You sick bastard!" Aarushi said.

"Look how frustrated your boyfriend is. Look how hard his cock is, and Sarah hasn't even gotten naked yet."

Aarushi looked again. saurabh's cock was throbbing up from his lap. He looked desperate for the relief Aarushi secretly yearned to give him.

"Do you want to see Sarah wrap her lips around your boyfriend's hard cock and suck him off? Maybe even remove her costume and wrap her furry pussy around that cock and slide up and down on it until an orgasm wells up?"

Aarushi, who had yet to put her skirt back on, rubbed her pussy as she looked at those gorgeous bodies.

"Is that what you want, Aarushi?"

"Oh! Uh, no," she answered.

"Then you better come out here."

What choice did she have? Aarushi put on her clothes. She knew she would be told to take them off again, but dressing would stall for time.

Now fully clothed, Aarushi slid open the glass door and stepped cautiously into her backyard. As she approached the other three, it dawned on her why this mysterious person was doing this. From the bulge under his robe, it was obvious. He was horny. This must be part of a plan to give himself a live sex show so he could jack off, keeping himself somewhat safe while sending Aarushi and saurabh to their doom.

Aarushi had read that after a man cums, he loses all interest in sex. If she could just get this man to cum before she had sex with saurabh, she could save her boyfriend and maybe herself. Her plan, she knew, would require great self-control since a part of her wanted badly to fuck her boyfriend and this villain was offering her a great excuse. She prayed she would be strong enough to pull it off.

The man asked her, "Doesn't your boyfriend look nice? All tied up and naked. You can do anything you want with him. It's your dream come true."

This was indeed her secret fantasy. Femdom. CFNM. It was all here.

She told him, "I bet this is your dream, too. Voyeurism. I bet you'd love to watch me kiss his cock. Slide my tongue over it. Make it shoot into the air."

She was having a clear effect on saurabh. As he sat there, tied and gagged, there was fire in his eyes. His cock strained for attention.

But was she affecting the villain? His cock was still hard, poking against his costume robe. She could only hope his arousal was escalating more than hers.

"Take off your clothes," he ordered her.

"Didn't you already get an eyeful when I was inside? Didn't you see my blonde bush?" she teased. "My long legs? My round ass? My small but firm tits?"

Against the ropes, saurabh was thrusting his hips upward. He was moaning with frustration that he couldn't rub his cock or do anything except leave it there unsatisfied. And oh, how Aarushi wanted to satisfy him; but she had to be strong for both of them.

The villain said, "Take them off, or I'll have Sarah take off her clothes and slip her pussy over your boyfriend's cock."

saurabh moaned against his gag. He was going crazy, thrusting his hips as though an invisible woman sat in his lap fucking him.

Sarah looked at Aarushi with pleading eyes.

Aarushi bent over, giving the villain a good look up her skirt as she pulled off her slippers. Then she stood and turned around, facing the villain as she unbuttoned her blouse, one button at a time. "Did you get a good look up my skirt just now?" she asked him. "I bet it broke your heart that I'm wearing panties. You wanted to see my pussy, didn't you?"

"I already saw it," he told her. "We'll be seeing it again soon enough. Keep going."

"You mean keep talking about my soft pussy and how hard you must have gotten thinking about it? Wishing you could taste it? Wanting to slide your cock inside it."

"Keep taking off your clothes," he ordered. His voice quivered just a little. Or had she imagined that?

"You sure are eager." She was certain he was getting turned on as she continued unbuttoning and as her cleavage came slowly into his view.

Was she really going to do it? Let this evil man see her tits again? She had only one button left holding her blouse across her chest. She slipped her fingers around that button.

Confident she had him distracted, Aarushi sprung with the quickness of a panther. She grabbed his costume and tore it off his body, the robe ripping and the plastic mask flying off has face.

His face, of course, was not where she was looking. Aarushi found that, under his robe, he was indeed naked. Before the man could even react, she grabbed the hard cock sticking out of his patch of neatly trimmed pubes.

"No!" screamed Sarah.

The villain tried to turn, to get away, but Aarushi had him so excited that her grip on his cock made him spray cum even as he struggled against her. He fell to his knees and gasped, a prisoner of his own orgasm.

Aarushi followed him down, keeping her grip on his cock, milking every last drop from the man.

saurabh, watching all this from his chair, kept bucking his hips, desperate to put his own cock to use.

Sarah pulled Aarushi off her prey. Aarushi tried to keep her grip, but the man's dick slipped through her cum-soaked fingers.

Sarah yelled, "Get your hands off my boyfriend!"

Aarushi looked at the man's face. "Holy shit!" Aarushi said. "I thought they locked you away, Nick. What are you doing here?"

Sarah told her boyfriend, "I guess it's time for some exposition."

"Yeah, I guess so," he admitted. He explained to Aarushi, "After I made love to Yukti, she and I went into hiding. We were afraid of the police. Yukti moved away. I stayed. But the cops weren't even looking for me. That whole thing about sex being illegal is a lie parents tell us to manipulate us. The schools play along. But there is no such law."

"What?"

"It's true," Sarah told her friend. "Nick and I have done it lots of times now. There is no danger."

"Lots of people in this town have had sex," he told Aarushi. "That's how our parents became our parents."

"But I thought -- "

"Our abstinence-only sex ed teacher was lying about babies being delivered by a stork," he explained. "Babies come from a woman's pussy after she fucks a man."

Aarushi's jaw dropped. "But what about Matthew and Don? What happened to them?"

"They're in California now," he told her. "Don't you read the National Inquirer? They're why Brad's divorcing Angelina."

Sarah told her friend, "I'm sorry about all this, Aarushi. We just wanted you and saurabh to finally have sex. You've been dating for years."

Aarushi looked at her naked, tied-up boyfriend. "All this time we were afraid. But ... we can really have sex?"

"You really can," Sarah assured her. She helped Nick to his feet. "Come on. Let's leave these love birds alone."

He put on his Halloween costume again, covering his nakedness. As they walked away, Sarah told him, "You better not have enjoyed that handjob as much as the ones I give you."

He assured her, "I was thinking of you the whole time."

At long last, Aarushi was alone with her boyfriend. She wondered whether she should untie saurabh first or remove the gag. She quickly decided her first move and slipped her hand down to his raging erection. She lightly tickled the head of his cock, and it exploded, shooting cum all over her hand, along her arm, up to her blouse. His dick shot a second time, and then a third. She slid her fingers over his cock until it softened in the lap of her relieved boyfriend.

She removed the gag from his mouth. She kissed him.

"So," he breathed, "did you enjoy your little CFNM experience?"

She grinned. "You were in on it, weren't you?"

"I wanted to give you your fantasy. I never imagined you'd wind up playing with two cocks out here," he said. "Now how about giving me my fantasy."

"What's that?"

"Well, it starts with you undressing."

She undid that last button on her blouse. She peeled off the freshly stained garment, used it to wipe his cum off her arm, and dropped it on the ground. She let her boyfriend get a good look. Small but sweet, her boobs were tipped with firm nipples. The flesh of her belly was smooth and beautiful.

saurabh said, "Untie me. I want to touch you."

She looked over his ropes. "I think I like you tied up. But I'll let you touch." She put her head over his, rubbing her tits on his face.

He put his mouth on one and kissed it. "Mmmm," he said. He then licked the nipple.

She fed him her other tit and he cherished that, too. Already he was growing hard again.

She lowered herself and kissed his mouth, letting their tongues caress. Then she gazed into his eyes again. His blue eyes looked almost black in the night, but warmer than ever. She told him. "I've wanted this for so long."

"Me, too," he said. "I've spent so many months dreaming of your pussy. Show it to me."

"Hmmm," she teased. "The tied-up man thinks he can make demands." She playfully tapped her finger on the head of his hard cock. She was thinking. She slowly removed her skirt. Now only her panties hid her sex from her boyfriend's eyes.

"My God, you're beautiful," he breathed, looking over her entire body. He stretched his neck trying to get his head closer to her panties. He sniffed and enjoyed her feminine scent. He licked her hip. Then he got his mouth on her panties, gently wrapped his teeth on a fold in the material, and struggled to pull those panties down. He succeeded only in snapping her waistband.

She giggled as he again tried and again failed to remove her panties. She looked down at her desperate boyfriend. "You're quite determined," she teased. She rubbed a hip against his face. Then she slipped a finger in her panties and pulled them down her legs, letting her boyfriend see at last the blonde fur that did so little to hide her slit.

She straddled his lap, her pussy just millimeters from the tip of his straining cock. She moved her pelvis, rubbing the lips of her pussy across the head of his prick. Only then did she take his manhood inside her, riding up and down, enjoying the friction as it slid in and out.

"Oh, God, I love you," she said as she pumped his cock. She kissed the sweat trickling down his face as her breathing became as labored as his. She let the orgasm well up inside her and then explode.

Afterward, they rested with her still in his lap, her arms around him. She wished they could stay like this forever, but she knew her parents would be back soon. She untied Saurabh. They dressed and she watched him leave.

This, she thought, was the most wonderful night of her life.

A week later, Drew, Aarushi's cellmate, asked, "How did you get busted?"

"My boyfriend and his buddies tricked me into thinking sex was legal."

"In Bumfuck? That'll be the day." Drew sat on Aarushi's bunk, barefoot, her toenails painted red. "So evil triumphs again. It seems like everyone is here for the same reason."

"I just wish there were some men in this prison," Aarushi confessed. "Now that I've finally had a taste of sex, I want some more."

"He must have licked your pussy good!"

"No. We didn't do that," Aarushi said.

"You still don't know what you're missing then. The good news is, everyone in Tittiefuk Penitentiary is as horny as you are. If you're willing to lick someone else's pussy, she might be willing to return the favor." Drew gently drew a finger across Aarushi's belly and licked her lips hungrily. "What do you think, Aarushi? You up for it?"

"I don't know." Aarushi didn't think of herself as a lesbian or even as bi, but she did not resist as Drew pulled at Aarushi's prison-issue jeans, unzipped the fly, and tugged the jeans off.

Aarushi looked out the bars of their cell. In the other cells, no one seemed to be paying attention. That was as close to privacy as one could get in this women's prison.

Drew slipped off Aarushi's panties and said, "Here's what your boyfriend should have done." Drew kissed Aarushi's fur, then kissed her slit. Drew spread Aarushi's pussy lips and slipped her tongue between, sliding up and down that sweet opening. Soon enough, she zeroed in on Aarushi's clit and kissed it deeply, then teased it with her tongue before sucking it again.

Aarushi thought she heard a guard's footfalls coming near. But she ignored it. The amazing sensations Aarushi felt were more important than privacy, more important than anything. Reality itself seemed to barely exist beyond Drew's head between her thighs, Drew's tongue slipping over her clit. The intensity caused Aarushi to wake up moaning.

Wake up where? She was in saurabh's bed, where saurabh sat looking down at her. "Boy!" saurabh said. "That must have been some dream."

"Oh, you wouldn't believe it," she told her boyfriend. "I dreamed sex was illegal and I got sent to prison."

"Yeah, you would be," saurabh told her.

"I'm serious. It was scary. It was like everything that ever happened in a porn story was real. Straight women having lesbian sex. People fucking movie stars. Peeping toms. CFNM. Bondage."

Saurabh laughed. "In a porn story, there are never consequences for sex. No one even gets herpes. You certainly don't go to jail, not even if you rape someone."

"I know," she said. "But it was like everything in horror movies was real, too. Like some crazy porn story written for Halloween. Nothing made sense."

Saurabh laughed again. "Sounds wild."

She shook her head. "Thank God it's over."

She stood. She looked down at her boyfriend lying naked in his bed and felt grateful to live in a world where she could make love to her boyfriend anytime she pleased.

She put on her bathrobe. "I'm going to take a shower."

"Good idea," he told her.

She padded to the kitchen, brightened by the morning sunshine. She drank a glass of water. She hummed to herself as she wandered to the bathroom.

The shower was already running. Had saurabh decided to join her?

She pulled open the shower curtain and shrieked when she saw that the man whose firm, naked body rippled with muscles beneath the running water was Richard Gere. "We've been dreaming of each other long enough," he told her with his seductive grin. "Let's fuck!"

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Nitya K Deewany..

Hi ISS readers this is Ram, and this story is about my wife Nitya whom I thought to be a sexy sensitive homely lady and how she turned out to be Fucking nasty sex hungry female, whore I have ever met in my life. I got married a year ago and my marriage was an arranged marriage. My wife Nitya, 22 years was from very traditional family just like mine. She was hot and sexy standing 5'6 and she was fair in complexion and had a great physique.

She had busty boobs, slim and lean waist and nice sexy round ass which were huge. She had this body of a goddess we find on temple structures. Her thick soft and long hair was enough to get an erection for me and but she was very sensitive and soft. Even her behaviour and mannerisms made me go crazy after her when I saw for the first time during marriage talks.

She wore this heavy ornaments and sexy silk saree like that of an angel in Hindu mythologies. I bet that any man would be ready to offer anything for a night with my wife, Nitya. Myself I was chubby and plumpy standing 5'8" dark with a tummy of any regular ordinary man you find on a street unlike my Wife Nitya who was a super model material. I loved her so much right from the moment I saw her and thought and I would take care of her like a queen.

I provided her everything, spoke to her softly and in composed manner to make her feel comfortable on our first night. We both were naked in my bed and she was shy as hell covering her huge busty breasts with her hands and crossing her legs to cover her cute little pink pussy with very little hair on it. I slowly managed to kiss her softly and removed her hands over her breasts to find cute pink erect and long nipples.

I sucked them and chewed them slowly and she was moaning while I did that. I slowly started kissing all over her body from breasts to navel and as I was going down she was biting her lips and moaning slowly. She never spoke anything while we were on the bed. My penis was never so erect and I was ready. I opened her legs wide and started licking her pink soft pussy and then she was jolted like she hit by a current shock.

She pushed my head into her crotch and this was the moment she responded. But I didn't want to be hard on her so softly licked her cunt and then tried to enter my little dragon into her virgin gates. Her vagina was so tight that I had to lubricate it and then tear it to dig deep. She held my tight when my shaft first entered into her. She was even trying to bite my neck to control the pain.

Then I started giving some thrusts and she was going deep into satisfaction and her hands automatically moved over to my bums and she started pushing me deep. But I didn't want to hurt her bad so I kept my pace slow and finished my job. After that I felt very happy to drill my virgin wife Nitya. That was the only last satisfaction I got. Same happened many times but slowly her reactions dropped and also participation.

Moreover my parents and also hers, wanted children from. We tried a lot for children for over 6 months but nothing happened. Moreover I felt that Nitya was losing interest in me as she didn't even sleep in my bed. I consulted doctor and he told me that I was sterile and cannot have kids. I was hear t broken. All my family and Nitya were in lot of hopes and aim only son to carry my family name.

We wanted kids desperately. I told Nitya about my condition and she broke into tears. My family thought Nitya was sterile and they were in tears too. Nitya didn't like other options like test tube since she wanted her children to be pure Brahmin like us. I did not know what to do and we had no solution. Once we went to a temple where we were asked to spend a night for some early morning rituals to make sure we get children.

I and Nitya knew this would not work but for the sake of our families we went there. We prayed and at night we ate some food and had to sleep in the temple mandap itself. This temple was far from our city and very less crowded. We were told that priest here will begin the Pooja at sharp 3 AM. I and Nitya should go to the river take bath and appear in wet clothes for the Pooja and the specialist for this Pooja a priest and everyone called him Swamy.

So we went and took bath and came to the Pooja spot in shivering mode. At the pooja spot there was only one guy, I and Nitya only three of us. It was 3AM so everything was quiet and calm. Now I saw Swamy closely who also just took his bath and was totally wet and shivering. He welcomed us and told us that the prayer would be done by standing and facing the goddess. So we did. He asked our names and other details.

He started uttering some mantras I and Nitya were just standing holding our hands. Nitya was very hot in her wet red saree. She didn't wear any bra so I was able to notice her erect nipples pokies protruding out thru her blouse and wet saree. Her wet saree stuck to round ass and thunder thighs, leaving her waist and navel open with water droplets. Her hair was also wet and few droplets over her shivering lips and chin. Now while I was checking out Nitya, she was staring at the Swamyji.

Swamiji was six foot tall around 35 years had broad hairy chest, fair complexion, muscular body and boarded a bearded look with little longer hair. His facial features were as of a Hollywood hunk. He was almost naked just a thin cotton towel wrapped around his waist. Nitya was staring at Swamiji's hairy broad bulky chest, his abs covered with hair, his tuff ass and mostly his half erect penis pokie which was evident due to the thin wet towel.

I saw the lust in Nitya's eyes which I rarely found. I understood her emotions and tried to pretend that I didn't notice because of the condition we were in but Nitya after checking him out turned to me and stared me to me into my eyes deeply. I was afraid of nothing should be true which I was thinking in mind but her emotion was so clear. I understood that she wanted to fuck him.

I did not know how to respond then she took few steps closer to Swamiji and bent over by pretending as if to pick up some flowers showing full view of her Huge beautiful booty ass covered by thin layer of her wet red saree to Swamiji and then when she turned back she dropped her saree down for Swamiji to be able to see her huge boobs and nipples clearly visible through her transparent bra then the Swamiji's dick has risen to an unimaginable size.

He slowly lost his concentration and started looking at Nitya. His erection was full and for sure I knew he had a dick of size 8" compared to 5 inch of mine. Nitya asked me to come aside for a chat. I was shocked, this was the first time I saw boldness in her. Never before she was like this. She was always soft sensitive and sentimental.

She said look Ram, this is a divine thing and I want to do it for our parents and I am not interested in doing such things but you know I have no other option. Swamiji is Brahmin and in good shape. No women would reject to have sex with him and have kids with him. So please understand and I was jolted for a moment. I said are you out of your mind and got angry then she said "Ram you have no rights to get angry over me, instead I should be angry on you for how kind of husband you turned out and since.

I am a good wife I am taking your permission what would you do if I don't tell you and still have other relations. Be thankful you are in a better position. Just few moments I will spend with him and after that I am all yours and that is what she told me and left. She asked me to either wait or leave to home and then she went to the Swamiji as if this was her last chance to him as a deep lover.

These incidents were piercing my heart like a dagger and the worse was still coming. She went to Swamiji and I was observing them from far behind a temple pillar. Her lustful beautiful eyes were focused on Swamiji. When Swamy turned to her and asked something, most probably about me, tears started flowing through her eyes. Then Swamiji calmed her down by placing his hands on Nitya's shoulders and neck. I was so sorry for wife who is about to do it with a stranger only because I am sterile.

That means I can fuck, I get erection and everything, but only thing is my sperms don't have ability to reproduce. That is what I was lacking. So it was sentimental in the beginning then Swamy and Nitya walked towards the backside of the temple to Swamy's house, which was basically a hut. Once they went inside the hut and I immediately found a window into the hut and settled there to watch all the action.

First thing I saw was Swamiji talking to Nitya whose eyes were filled with lust and tears, and she was drapped in wet clothes. He said "So Nitya beti, I thought you had only problem with bearing children with your husband, but now I realize that you are also sex deprived. Hmm that's a serious problem. I can get rid of your both the problems provided you should not stop me and also convince your husband and your family by lies or whatever you feel comfortable and also should stop my treatment with you.

Nitya said Swamiji I am offering my 100% body and mind to you. Please take control of it as I am not able to enjoy it. Destroy it but I want satisfaction saying that she hugged him tightly like never before she hugged me. All the above conversation came as a 10,000volts shock to me. I thought my wife was sacrificing for my helplessness, but she was actually looking for satisfaction which I was not providing her along with the pregnancy.

Then the Swamiji caressed her back with his hands. He slowly dropped her pallu, then held her waist tightly and pulled her towards him. Nitya was raised herself up on toes and Started Kissing Swamy they kissed like long lost lovers, passionately and erotically while kissing Swami starting unhooking Nitya's blouse and Nitya pulled Swamiji's wet towel off and Swamiji removed her wet blouse to find her bare tits without any bra.

Nitya with her shivering hands touched and started feeling his huge erect dick. He was an for sure an 8 Incher with solid diameter as she felt the full size she looked deep into his eyes telling him that she can't wait longer. Then Swamiji also stared into her eyes and at the same time started caressing her Soft huge tits with long pink erect nipples with huge areola dripping water droplets and the Managalsutra and a long pearl chain.

Where hanging between those huge boobs giving an aesthetic look for an observer like me. Swamiji started sucking on those beautiful tits and also squeezed them like I never did before. Soft action was now becoming wild. Nitya was holding his head and pulling it into her boobs tightly while her numerous bangles made some sexy sounds. Also while Swamiji was busy chewing on those boobs Nitya voluntarily dropped her Saree which till now covering her waist and thighs.

What a fantastic body and figure I said to myself. I felt guilty for not enjoying her beauty to the full extent. I thought she was sensitive and shy but I slowly understood every woman wants her man to treat her wildly while on bed. She had a golden thread over her waist and a busty round booty which made her look like a Goddess. Water droplets were dripping down from her huge hair to her lower back then onto her round curvy ass.

Then Swamiji after sucking Nitya's boobs out grabbed her ass and pushed his face into her crotch. Her pink pussy was fresh and soft, and Swamiji was savoring all of it. She Moaned little louder this time and collapsed in ecstasy on to the bare floor. Even Swamiji jumped over her onto the floor not to stop licking her pussy and clit. Now her legs were up in the air and Swamiji's head digging deep into her crotch. Nitya was cuddling his hair and simultaneously pushing his head deep into her vagina.

I was able to hear swamiji licking Nitya pussy like he licked an ice-cream. Nitya was moaning as Swamiji licked and also was squeezing her huge boobs at a time. And suddenly she squirted on the Swamiji's face while still locking his head at her pussy with her legs then both laughed while Swamiji said "You're really a fucking whore, are you not. Nitya said I am a Fucking nasty whore then fuck me like you never fucked anyone before fuck me.

Swamiji said oh yes bitch come take my meat into your mouth then I might think about it saying that he stood up. Nitya said with pleasure my master saying that she kneeled in front of the Swamiji and Started sucking his huge dick. Never ever in my life I have seen Nitya talking this way or doing this way. She used to sometimes hold my dick but I never asked to suck it nor she forced herself but now she was sucking Swamiji's penis as if she was born only to suck dicks.

She was brushing his Penis onto her teeth and he was gagging her with his tool into her deep throat. Saliva was flowing out of her mouth as swamiji fucked her deep throat. She was making these noises whenever her throat was clogged with his huge dick which was really erotic. I was really enjoying this orgy between Nitya and Swamiji except for the fact she is my own cute sweet wife who is being treated like a fucking whore by some stranger and she was also enjoying it.

Swamiji's treatment shocked me and because I thought men should treat women softly and politely but never knew that treating them wildly is the way to arouse women. Swamiji was holding her wet hair tightly and forcing his dick into her mouth till it reaches deep throat where her breathing stops and only release it until she was unable to breath and she did not even say a word.

Nitya was having fun doing all this stuff then Swamiji pushed Nitya onto the floor roughly. She fell on her back. Swamiji said bitch let's do it now common I will grant you your wish, i am going to fuck you like never before saying that he jumped on her and inserted his huge dick into her vagina. She moaned a long breath when he did that. His shaft was like an automated tool.

Huge and fast Nitya cute little pussy was being destroyed forever by Swamiji. He kept on fucking without a pause. Nitya was moaning and asking him for more. She said that's all you got, Fuck me aaahhhh fuck me hard, Fuck me hard, Yes like that, common keep fucking, don't stop and so on. Swamiji's thrusts were pushing Nitya away from her position.

Then Swamiji, asked her to flip over for Doggy. She did and Swamy held her hair tightly and started fucking her in doggy style. It was as if he was riding a horse. He was so violent and brutal. I was able to see, his huge dick going in and coming out of Nitya's small vagina which was stretched to its maximum limits to host the huge shaft of Swamy while dog fucking her Swamiji slowly inserted his right hand thumb into Nitya's Anus.

Once he pushed the whole thumb into her, her moans doubled and she said you really know how to completely satisfy a women right the Swamiji smiled and kept on doing his job. Dog fucking her vagina and Finger Fucking her Anus. Nitya was in the clouds. The water on their bodies evaporated due to the heat generated by the coupled. Nitya's multiple orgasms where dripping onto the floor. Swamiji was also very close to finish line.

He told Nitya, Here you go bitch, I am going to unleash huge loads of sperms into you. Hope your wish will be fulfilled then Nitya removed his dick from her vagina and told him not yet. Not so soon Swamiji. I am not only desperate of pregnancy my major problem is a good sexual life. Which I guess you can offer me. It will be free and you can explore me whenever, wherever you want.

I will be your slave I will let you know when I am really interested in having children. My heart broke into million pieces when I heard that then Swamiji asked what now. She said " I will not let your load of cum go waste saying that Nitya took his huge dick and blow it for few second and bang loads of cum gushed over her mouth and face and hair. She swallowed a whole lot and licked the dick to the very last drop of Swamiji's cum then Swamiji said ok bitch.

I liked bitches like you. I will take this opportunity and provide you fucking whenever you want. Now let's go to your faggot husband. He must be doubting you then Nitya laughed and said don't worry Swamiji, he is a dick head, I already told him that I am fucking you, he cannot do anything to stop me and the Swamiji said oooh it's really exciting to fuck a wife while her husband knows I am fucking her and so next time let's do this at your place.

Nitya said oooh yes sure Swamiji and I will dress up and leave now that Faggot waited too long. Let me at least go and show him my skin, which will be enough for him to jack off tonight both laughed happily and went out of the hut and even I ran to the temple entrance as if I am waiting for Nitya then she came back to me and spoke to me very innocently as if she did nothing, though we both know what happened.

She told me not to make it a big scene, because of the family problem we have. Also she told me that this would not only help her bear a child and also help myself to show the world that I am not sterile from that day my wife Nitya never slept with me and also made perfect arrangements for her satisfaction. She spoke to both of our parents and bluffed them that Swamiji was doing some special Poojas and prayers for her to bear with children.

She also made agreement with parents that prayers will be done with her and the swamiji in our bedroom so that not to disturb anyone else due to the chantings and mantras. Once she got that permission from our both the parents, her illegal affair became totally legal. She also told me not to interfere because if I do she will tell our parents and friends that I was sterile and not able to give her children.

Also she would offer me divorce if I interfered. So I was totally shut down to grief in pain. Now Swamiji started visiting our house with a sarcastic smile on his face. All the foolish family members touched his feet and welcomed him with fruits and sweets and sent him inside my Wife Nitya's bedroom. What they didn't know was she was waiting there to be fucked by Swamiji.

Our house was a duplex and our bedroom was on first floor. My parents lived in the ground floor room. So since I know what will go on inside I used to request my parents to be in the drawing room or in kitchen in ground floor and guard our bedroom by sitting outside it like a watchmen. My poor parents didn't even doubt the Swamiji because, they thought since I was near the room, there would be nothing bad.

So they didn't even bother and kept on doing their own work. I used to hear the moaning and sex sounds outside the room every time Swamiji went inside. Nitya used to moan in ecstasy and Swamiji used to abuse her like a bitch. They both had no hurdles at all. Their sex sessions longed for hours together every time after the sex session Swamiji left and Nitya used to be drenched in Sweat.

I stopped sleeping in my bedroom as the room used to be filled with the smell of orgasms and sweat even the bed and other things around the bed used to be dirty with all the juices of Nitya and Swamiji. Always I used to imagine how he fucked her with traces they left after the sex session. Sometimes the couch inside the bedroom was wet and sometimes cum on the telephone.

Such incidents became very ordinary in my life after few months of such incidents still Nitya did not show any indication of pregnancy. I tried to ask her but she always stopped my conversation by avoiding me like I am a fool. All this time my heart was breaking into million pieces due to agony and pain. Adding to the existing pain there came another one which was more devastating than the existing one.

I told you our bedroom was in the first floor, it shared the same balcony with the sitting room where I used to sit and wait outside the door. So slowly out of frustration and curiosity I started watching my wife Nitya being fucked by Swamiji through the gaps between the curtains of our bedroom from our common balcony though mostly the lights were off, sometimes they turned the lights on, which used to turn me on.

I was in a situation finally where I used to watch Nitya being fucked to get an hard on and then masturbate after I started observing them I noticed some nuances between Nitya and Swamiji sex is the wonderful thing but nothing is everlasting in this world. I observed that after 3 months of good fucking sessions and after Swamiji ripped and destructed my wife Nitya's pussy.

I observed the changing trends even they both started getting bored. I noticed the lack of interest from Nitya's side towards Swamiji. I mean she didn't hate him but she felt it routine and regular. They tried in all the possible ways of sex which can be done by humans but still there is some breaking point. So once it happened that I was watching them and that day they didn't have sex at all.

That day Swamiji was cuddling her and consoling her but yet she did not allow him to fuck. I guess she was not in mood then I tried to hear what they spoke. It was not clear but after seeing and hearing I understood that Nitya told Swamiji that she was bored and also felt routine and she wanted something different and Swamiji suggested some options.

Nitya first did not agree but then they both discuss and finally Swamiji convinced Nitya. She nodded and said yes and I did not understand what happened but I just didn't bother about it. So the next day I came from office and found there was a meeting going on at my home and my parents and also Nitya's parents were there along with Swamiji and Nitya and to my surprise I found another guy with Swamiji.

I did not understand what was going on then my parents told me that, Swamiji said that his prayers were not enough to bring a child to Nitya so he called his colleague named Rishi to help him out. I was shocked and looked into Nitya's eyes. She tried turn he eyes off me. I was awestruck and terrified then again the same process started. Now Nitya was fucking two guys Swamiji and Ananthaji.

I went mad over these happenings at my homely place and Nitya cleverly arranged all this where I cannot do anything and also our parents were encouraging her and I really started worrying about the consequences but I kept watching them through the windows both guys were fucking her like a bitch, Nitya was sandwiched between two guys and I her moans doubled due the fact that they were also drilling her anus.

She did not experience Anal sex before as far as I know but now even that seal was broken. They were lifting Nitya in air while Swamiji fucked her pussy, Ananthaji was fucking her anus from behind while standing and they were beastly towards her and they chewed her nipples, scratched her everywhere, ate her pussy like dinner, smooched her and cum on her face and inside her mouth and every day after the fucking.

I was not even able to sleep since Nitya's screams and sounds ruined my sleep through dreams. The pain and also satisfaction in her voice was killing me. How come she is becoming such a bitch was the question I was asking until Swamiji I thought I was not the right guy to her, but watching her being fucked but two dicks, I realized she is not an ordinary women, she was a slut, bitch and a complete whore.

Added to the two guys the number kept on increasing until it reached five. Five different guys drilling my wife repetitively inside my bedroom while I watched her from outside is something I cannot even express how painful it is. Not only the number increased, the Swamiji 's kept on changing every now and then. Nitya was in a stage where she a personal relationship with someone.

She was totally out of that league. She was now in a situation she would even fuck a tree. I kept my count on and maximum number of people Nitya had sex with in single session was 7 (Seven) and total number of different people she fucked in last 6 months excluding me was around 12-15. That means, Swamiji was inviting all his friends and colleagues to come and fuck her.

Now the pact where Nitya told me that Swamiji was Brahmin that's why she fucked was gone in air. All the bloody motherfuckers of every caste and religion started fucking my wife after 6-7 months of fucking, I mean real good fucking, like 3-4 hrs. Minimum per session, and including different types of sex like, missionary, doggy, anal, cum facial, double fucking, double anal and numerous blowjobs and numerous orgasms, Nitya was pregnant.

Now no one in this world knew who's child she was bearing of course it was not mine you know that but after fucking 10-15 different people regularly like a bitch in a period of over 6 months. How can one tell whose child Nitya was giving birth to? Nitya didn't mind that question. So even I didn't, neither did my parents nor the those who screwed her on regular basis. I requested and pleaded her to stop all this after we had a child (Don't know whose child though) but she did not stop as she was addicted.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

From Shooting To Fucking

I had received so many emails and messages from my readers, most of them requesting me to talk to them, or meet me, be their friends, etc. I do answer quite a few of them, and try to follow it up time after time. One such friend I found was Aditya a 32 year old fashion photographer from Mumbai. He was smart and witty during chats, and we easily became friends within 2 weeks on the internet. I had told him though, that I just want him to be a friend and not think of going beyond that.

We used to have hot chats very often, but we both agreed to keep our feelings limited to that. We used to role play a lot on the internet, and it was enough to get me horny. We also exchanged a lot of our pictures, over the net, and I had no problems as he never asked for any nudity. All in all, he was a good internet friend for me as we continued to talk over the weeks and I found out that his brother was organizing a fashion show in my city.

Aditya persuaded me to join him for the 3 day event being attracted to designer clothes could not deny. We met at the venue and he made sure we got the best possible treatment at the show. I was seated next to the best designers, and Aditya kept my company. He even took me to the backstage where I witnessed the oomph factor associated with the profession. I expressed my desire of receiving the same attention to Aditya after some arrangements, he told me to come back on the second day but he also mentioned that.

I will have to go through a rigorous photo session before I get to set my foot on the ramp. I was very excited, and turned up at the backstage as advised Aditya gathered a photographer, a designer, and a make-up man, and took me to the changing room, where the photo session was supposed to be held. I was about to get the opportunity of a life time, to set my foot in the fashion industry. The designer got his collection of clothes, and I was in awe seeing all the clothes. Aditya told me Anahita, I am sorry, we could not arrange for a changing room for you, as the place is jam-packed.

We agreed that I will be changing the behind a curtain and I went behind the curtain, and the designer, another man, in his 30s, pulled out a red gown for me. I was a beautiful majestic red piece, off the shoulders. The photographer started adjusting the lights when I put on the gown and appeared in front of the men, they started laughing at me, and I was feeling embarrassed in the situation. The designer yelled you are so dumb, you can't how off your bra strap with this gown, you look like a clown. Are you here to waste my time?

I was scared, and went back immediately, got rid of my bra, and put the gown back. The designer approached me now, and putting his fingers inside the gown, he adjusted it to his whims. I felt his finger on my cleavage. He then rubbed his palm over the gown, straightening the crease making sure he didn't miss my breasts. I thought that he is just professional. The makeup man took over, and brushed my face, and showed me the mirror. I was looking like a princess and was overjoyed.

The photographer clicked, and I was again behind the curtain for change and the designer without any warning, unzipped the gown from behind while I was going behind, and revealing my bare back. He was still probably acting professional perhaps. I requested him to step on the other side of the curtain so that I get my privacy. He did as I asked, and said but hand me the gown, I don't want you to be throwing it and mess it up. I took off the gown standing behind the curtain, and passed over the gown.

He gave me two tighter similar gowns, and I had to wear them without the bra. I could feel my nipples poking out through the gown, and he always made sure to iron out the creases with his palm. Now, the makeup man also was working on my hair as the designer was taking care of the black gown. I was taken care of by two young men, and I felt excited. Aditya was standing with the photographer after 2 more shoots, the designer now came up with a gown where the hips were supposed to be revealed along with my shoulders.

It was a beautiful navy blue gown with embedded Swarovski and the designer saw the glow in my eyes when he forwarded it to me. I had just taken off the previous gown, and was standing right in front of him only in my panties with my arms covering my tits. He told me, isn't this amazing, but you will have to take your panties off too. I don't want its beauty to be spoiled by your strings. I went behind the rack and took off my panties immediately, extending my arms, I took the dress and wore it. The designer did his usual by adjusting the top and ironing out the creases.

He then put his hand inside the cut around the hip, and put his palm on my bare butt giving me a strange smile. I smiled back. The make up man was gradually coming closer to my face, and we were breathing on each other's Aditya too stood behind me, and started to give me a soothing back rub as my makeup was being taken care off. I am not sure what was happening, but I felt spark all around me.

I was not sure if it was just me who was feeling the heat, or the guys were actually into me. I looked at myself in the mirror, and it was the most beautiful dress I have ever worn, perfectly fitting me, sparkling, adding to the glow on my face. The photographer clicked me in various poses, and the designer pulled out a bright yellow dress. This time, it was even smaller, and was expected to be revealing the top half of my cleavage, and barely covering half of my thighs.

I was getting more and more comfortable with the men around. I went behind the rack, took off the gown, slipped my panties back on, and coming out in open, with one hand across my breasts, and the other handing over the gown to Aditya, who was keeping them aside. The designer, who was about to hand me the yellow gown, said you better keep your panties off, we don't want them to be seen in the photographs." I took the dress, going behind the curtain; I took my panties off, and slipped in the gown.

This time, it was Aditya, who came up to adjust the dress bending his knees, he went down, and pulled my gown a little lower. I was sure he was seeing my pussy and now the dress was low enough to just reveal my brown tits. He stood back up, and adjusted the dress from top, hiding my tits. He had already felt them for the first time. I didn't resist even a bit, because I now wanted all of it to happen. The guys around me did not let any opportunity go to touch me, or come close to me, yet they did it all in a very professional manner.

I was going more and more desperate as the guys did not let their wishes known. I have never been an initiator in any of my encounters. The photographer started his job, and I was made to pose in ways which would have nearly exposed my pussy and I went behind the rack, got naked again, and was thinking of ways to let them know my desire. I put my finger in my pussy, and it was wet already, ready to be rampaged. I got a new dress now, this time, a red one with a cut in the middle of the breast region giving a full view of my cleavage.

I wore it in a manner so as to reveal the maximum of my breasts. I also made sure there were enough creases on the gown and that these men will take care of. The designer approached me, and I gave him an inviting smile placing his hand in the cut, he adjusted the lining over my breast. Taking care of the creases, he went back, and the entire procedure was repeated. I was now getting disappointed as none of these men had made a move yet. So this time, I decided to take off my clothes right in front of them as I took off the gown.

I was totally naked in front of them. I immediately covered my breast with one arm, and the pussy with another, walking behind the rack, giving them a good view of my butts, hoping that they will now want more from me. The designer came to me, and handed me another dress, as he stood on the other side of the curtain. This time, it was a dress with buttons in front from top to bottom, extending up to my legs. I thought that this was my opportunity to get them up close again.

I left the top four buttons open, and stepped out, giving them almost a complete look of my breasts, barely covering my nipples. This time, the makeup man approached me first, and started working on my hair and face. I could see him glancing at my breasts and this satisfied me as I knew that he was getting distracted. However, he maintained his professionalism and left after his job was done. The designer came, buttoned the suit, and said, we are not into pornography.

I was totally embarrassed and frustrated now. I was getting wetter and wetter with passing time, and there was no one to satisfy me. I was so desperate that I would have paid them now to fuck me after the photographs were taken, I went back behind the curtain to change, and took the cloth off. I put my hand in my pussy, and I was even wetter by now. So, I called out for Aditya to help me out with the dress as he came to me, he saw me totally naked putting my finger in my pussy and I asked maybe I could use a hand.

He stood there, and watched, as I tried to get him to grope me but to my shock, he stood there, and called the other men, and the designer and photographer started yelling at me saying you are such a slut, get the hell out of here. It is people like you who malign the names in the world of modelling and the designer gathered my clothes, threw it on me, and said you should be ashamed for doing this go to a brothel and show off like this and I was shattered, as this was my first experience of being rejected by men.

Moreover, I was wet, and deprived, and was being insulted while I was sitting naked. I put my clothes on in front of the men, and left the room with my face down, not being even able to look at them. I wept all the way to my home, and laid down on the bed not being able to get over the incident. It was eight in the evening, I heard a bell on the door and to my surprise, and the same men were standing there. Aditya said the designer is too impressed by your face and he wants to shoot you in his favourite design.

I let them in and the handed me a box the designer said wear this and come back. I think this is meant only for you." I went to my room, took off my clothes, and as I opened the box, I saw that it contained, a very small bright red two piece, and a red collar. I also realized that they have come to my house without any camera, and I knew that I was about to get what I wanted. I wore the clothes, and appeared in front of them, and all of them were sitting in my drawing room.

I had shown them by now how desperate I am and now I was ready to be rampaged by 4 men. The designer walked up to me and started to tease me by rubbing the back of his hand against my bare waist. I closed my eyes, and started to take deep breaths. He whispered in my ear, "We have got few accessories for you too. His hand has by now moved inside my bra, and he was squeezing my tits gently. He walked me to the pillar in the drawing room, to which a long rope was tied.

The free end was tied to my foot, and I was their prisoner now with another rope, they tied my hands firmly to the pillar, and I was stuck standing against the pillar wearing bright red bra and panties, and a collar around my neck. Aditya came back the kitchen with some ice-cubes in his hands, and he pulled my panties, placing one inside, and then in the cups of my bra. My nipples started to get firm, and I was shivering as the ice melted, the guys started to lick the dripping water off my bare thighs and waist as they continued to explore my bare body.

I was being treated like a porn star without the cameras and I loved every moment of it. The guys had already seen me naked back in the studio, and hence were in no hurry to strip me. They just wanted to tease me till I beg them to fuck me. Their plan was working very well. I was moaning loud as they touched my bare shoulders and waist Aditya pulled out a mouth gag, and tied it around my mouth, gagging me preventing me from making any noise. I loved the toy, but had no idea what was coming next.

My hands were released and I was now free to move around the pillar, as my foot was still tied to it. I was very desperate to get the fucking started, so I lowered my panties and pulled my free leg out of it, while it was still stuck in the tied leg. The guys were laughing at me for my desperate state, and had my mouth not been gagged, I would have been begging them to fuck me. The photographer pushed me from behind and I was on my knees and elbows. The designer pulled out a black whip from his pocket, and unleashed it on my buttock.

He hit it so hard that it felt like a bolt of lightning. I could not even scream because of the mouth gag, and everyone enjoyed it including me. The whipping continued for a while, and I was enjoying being treated in this manner. The guys then took off their pants, and the designer said, "Now you see the pain bitch. You must take care of three of our cocks equally at the same time, and if the fourth guy sees that you are neglecting any one, he will punish you again.

The makeup man stood behind me Aditya opposite me, and the other two by my sides. The gag was taken off, and so was my bra. I was on my knees on front of four guys wearing only a collar. Aditya thrusted his cock inside my mouth and I gripped the other two cocks in my hands it was very difficult to give equal attention to all, and I was being constantly whipped harder and harder on my butt after ten minutes of beating, I was able to satisfy all three of them at the same time with equal attention.

It was then that the photographer inserted his finger in my pussy, and started to rub. I finally got something for my pussy after so much of struggle. It felt like heaven, and as his fingers explored me, I stopped entertaining the three cocks, and was about to throw into orgasms. The guys were also now pumping their cum all over my body. I was moaning out louder than ever waiting to squirt out my honey when the photographer took his finger out. I had closed my eyes and was cursing them aloud on the floor.

All of a sudden, I felt someone pouring warm water on my belly, and when I opened my eyes, it was Aditya pissing on me. The other men stood, and waited for their turn to do the same. I laid unmoved on the floor, as I felt drops of urine splashing on my body. The other guys then took turns to shower on my breasts, and finally on my face, I got back to my senses after the golden shower to find my naked body drenched in urine.

The door bell rang, and I realized that this is probably my hubby outside. I was tied to a pillar in my house, naked, and drenched in urine with four naked men. The guys untied me, and were planning to escape from some window but it was impossible for me to clean up before my hubby entered. I picked up my cell phone, and called my hubby informing that I had to go to a friend's house for some emergency, and will be back the next day and persuaded him to stay out for the night.

The designer looked at me in awe and said you are one hell of a thirsty bitch. You know you are going to go through hell tonight with us." I walked up to the designer, and putting my hand on his shoulder, I entangled my leg around him, moving it up and down as our thighs rubbed against each others'. I whispered, show me how wild you can get, my cunt is waiting and I held is hand and guided it towards my pussy.

He immediately pushed me away and holding my hair tight and he pulled it hard and shouted and I know your cunt is thirsty for anything, but you can't get quench it so easily be my slave for the night. Do whatever I ask you to. He was absolutely right. I would have done anything for a man's organ in my pussy with my finger in my pussy I replied, how may I oblige you master? The guys were laughing at my desperate state, and the photographer who was again standing with the whip said do not touch your cunt unless we allow you to, otherwise.

I shall punish you and he lashed his whip around my waist and I withdrew my finger immediately. The make up man told me and you are stinking in our urine slut; lick yourself clean. I was not sure what I was supposed to do, and I kept on staring at him. Aditya got hold of a cane, and stuck me hard on my back and screamed do as we say you slave, or I will punish you and I noticed the red mark that was developing around my waist after the last whip and started to lick my hands in order to avoid any further punishment.

This was not the first time that I was tasting urine. I licked my hands, legs, pits, and even my breasts. They took me to the bathroom, and started showering me with the hand shower, cleaning me up. Aditya pointed the shower around my pussy. I was getting aroused, and more and more, and my fingers reached my pussy again, beginning to rub it, when I felt another whiplash over my breast. I took my hand away, but they continued to spray water along my inner thighs, and I had to resist the will to stimulate my pussy.

The guys now carried me to the bedroom; all of us drenched in water, and laid me down on my bed. The cameraman was now tickling my inner thighs with his fingers, and I was hoping that he reaches out to my pussy, but he continued to tease me. My cunt was dripping, and it was then I started begging for a fuck please, someone fuck me. I have been doing whatever you guys wanted me to do. I can't resist anymore. I need a cock in my pussy now and I saw the designer whispering in the ears of Aditya,
The designer said you have to show that you deserve our dicks in your pussy get us drunk, and maybe we can then fuck you and it was almost midnight, and I replied and I don't keep alcohol in our house, how will I get you drunk? The makeup man said it is you who need the fuck, find out the solution bitch and I suggested that we can get it from the shop nearby, and they agreed to take me there if I buy it for them.

I rushed to my wardrobe when Aditya said hust take your purse bitch.
We have clothes for you and he pulled out a crimson red two piece lacy bikini and threw it at me. I was being asked to buy alcohol at midnight wearing only a bikini. He continued cover your leaking pussy with this and let's hurry up." I felt a thrill at the very thought of this, and I took my purse, put the bikini on, and went to my car parked outside. The guys made me drive the car, and ordered me to take them to an alcohol shop. The guys turned on the lights in the car to make sure that I got noticed by anyone outside the car.

Aditya put his hands inside my panties, and I was getting hotter with every passing second. I made sure that I drove the car slowly to avoid any accident. We reached the shop, and the designer said, "Go, get us some alcohol bitch", and he handed me my purse. I was about to pay for the first time in my life to get fucked on top of that, I was expected to buy the booze wearing only bikini. I was nervous now, not knowing how the shop owner will react to me.

The road was totally silent, but I did see a couple of North-East Indian (Chinkis) men at the counter probably buying booze too. I got down from the car, covering my breasts with my arm across them, and walked up to the counter. The guys at the counter saw me, and just waited. I reached the counter, and asked for Whiskey. They stepped closer, and rubbing my back gently asked, "How can we help you madam?" They were totally under the influence of alcohol.

I looked at the guys in the car, and they were just watching and enjoying the scene. The men slipped their hands inside my panties, and were now moving over my butt. I saw the shopkeeper just standing and blankly staring at my cleavage. I felt the danger, and without revolting about the intruding hands, reminded the shop owner to give me the whiskey, as the guys behind me started to pinch my buttocks. The shop keeper intentionally took his time while the two guys were exploring me further.

Their hands moved up again, and I felt a snap at my back. My bra was unhooked, and they pulled it down in a flash revealing my nipples. The shopkeeper was back at the counter with the alcohol, and was enjoying the scene. I stood there trying to hide my tits with my purse, and begged please don't hurt me, let me go! They started laughing loud, and were talking among themselves in a language I did not understand. One of them was holding my bra to his face, and smelling it, while the other one was trying to grab it from his hand.

They appeared to be fighting for my bra and I immediately took out money from my purse, and paid for the Whiskey, as the two men continued to fight among themselves. As I turned and started to move towards my car, one of them grabbed my shoulders, and pulled my panties down. I was stark naked on the street at the mercy of two North-East Indians. I called the guys in the car for help, but they just watched, as the guy grabbed my hips tight, and lifted me back to the counter of the shop.

I was holding my purse and the whiskey tight, as my abdomen was pushed to the counter while I was being groped from behind. The other dropped his pants and undies, and I knew I was about to get fucked. I kept my purse and the alcohol on the counter. I was beginning to get wet again, and the guys were surprised at my lack of resistance. The men in the car came out to help me. The guy groping me stopped them at the gunpoint and pushed them back in the car in the mean time.

The guy who had dropped his pants to charge of me and after waiting for the entire day, I was about to get a cock in my pussy. I parted my butt-cheeks as the guy grabbed my breast from behind, and penetrated my wet cunt with his dick. It slipped in easily and I let out a huge moan from the very first stroke. He crushed my breasts hard and continued to fuck me. The shopkeeper stood right in front of me, watching me moan. Out of sheer pleasure and I grabbed his head, and put my mouth on his, kissing passionately.

I was having sexual encounter on an open street with complete strangers. I started throwing orgasms immediately. The man with the gun made sure that the guys in the car stayed inside. I was continuously being rammed from behind, and I was moaning out loud on street. Soon, I felt a gush in my cunt and the man had cum inside me within five minutes. The shop owner came out of the shop, and opened the bottle of whiskey for me, and made sure I was drinking the neat whiskey.

The man with the gun handed the gun to his partner and dropped his pants positioning himself behind me. He immediately guided his cock inside me, and started the jerky movement. His hands were twisting my nipples instead of crushing them. The shop owner drank some whiskey, and started to pour it in my mouth from his. I was beginning to feel the effect of alcohol. I looked around, and found a couple of people peeping from their windows and balcony.

I felt another jet inside my pussy, and the shop owner approached me from behind. He pushed his cock in my ass, and I let out a loud moan. I was sinking in the effect of alcohol, and passed out and I woke up on the street under the counter of the alcohol shop. The sun was rising, and there were very few people seen at distant. I stood up naked and located my bra and panties lying on the floor. I immediately wore them, and covered myself with the rug. I was in pain underneath after all the fucking.

I saw my car where I had parked it yesterday, and inside slept the alcohol shop owner. I couldn't locate my purse, the car keys and so I approached the man in my car and woke him up. He said, I have your purse and keys inside my store madam, but I will give it to you only after you let me fuck you in the car and I was very tired and recalled that my husband will be home soon. I replied please let me go now, I promise to do it later." He said, how can I trust you whore?

I am not letting you go with your purse and car and fool me like this." Sitting in the car, I kissed him hard, and placed my hand on his cock inside his pants. Rubbing him, I reassured him, "Get my purse, I will hand you my ATM card, you can withdraw 20000 rupees, and keep them until I spend an entire night as per your wishes. Take my phone number too. He was ecstatic at the offer, and said two nights, for letting you go now." I had to agree so that I could reach home before my husband, and settle down.

He took the money, handed me the keys and wallet, and I drove home in my bikini. I was sore after the incident at night, and was bruised over face, elbows and knees. My husband returned home, and asked me about the bruise when I told him that it was due to an accident, he had probably understood that I was lying but he did not bother probing further. Perhaps, he knew what a slut I am.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Dubai Waly Unicle Sy chudai

My birthday was fast approaching. I was very excited and making plans to celebrate it in a memorable way with my friends. So after coming back from school, I quickly finished my home work and rushed to Udita's place to give finishing touch to the plans and to finalize the list of invitees. Udita is my next door neighbor, my class mate and one of my best friends.

She was not at home and when I rang the call bell, to my surprise the door was opened by her "Dubai wale uncle. Uncle was younger brother of Udita's mother. He was working somewhere at Dubai and used to come to India once or twice during the year. Since early childhood days he used to be our favorite. We liked him because of the tasty chocolates that he used to bring for us from Dubai during his visits.

Arre uncle aap! Kab aaye es baar to bahut din ke baad aaye hain (O it's you uncle! When did you come? After a long gap this time) I was really happy to see him. Despite a considerable age difference uncle was more like a friend to us and I was sure that his wonderful ideas would really make my birthday party memorable this time.

Uncle was equally surprised to see me, Chhoti tu! Ek saal mein itni badi ho gayi. Mein to shuru mein pehchana he nahin (It's you Chhoti! You have grown so big in just one year. Initially I could not recognize you) Come in! Come in! What are you doing out side. Udita has gone for her tuitions and will be back soon in my excitement I had forgotten that it was Thursday and on Thursdays Udita go for Maths tuitions after school.

I had nothing else to do at home so I preferred to remain there chatting with uncle. Somewhere it was the expectation also that uncle will favor me with chocolates. Udita's mummy and papa both are working, so other than uncle nobody else was there at home at that hour as I had expected uncle gifted me two big packs of Cadburys. It was really fun talking to him. His talks were jokingly focused on my growing so big in just one year.

Then looking at my tiny growing breasts he humorously said, Dekho aab to tumahara duddhu bhi itna bara ho gaya hai. Es mein to doodh bhi ban ne laga hoga (see even your breasts have come out definitely you must be getting milk in those) without knowing his intentions and without understanding anything I replied with a childish innocence aree abhi kahan uncle ye to chhota chhota hai (O no uncle, these are too small now)

That cunning opportunist immediately said, I can't believe. I know you are telling a lie. Why should I lie uncle. I am telling you the truth. No milk comes from these. I am not going to believe you. I can bet and milk will definitely be there in your duddhu (breasts) let me see, said uncle. I had no intention of displeasing uncle and chance of loosing future chocolates so without hesitating for a moment I lifted my T- shirt upto my shoulders exposing my bare chest to him.

Till that time I was not using bra and there was nothing underneath my T- shirt. Uncle examined my tiny breasts by caressing it with his warm hands then also pressed my tiny pink nipples gently with his thumb and forefinger. A wave of strange but pleasant sensation ran all through my body. See I was right. Milk is very much there. Let me bring it out then only you will believe your uncle saying this he immediately moved his mouth near one of my tiny breasts and before I could say anything put one of my nipples in his mouth and started sucking it and while his soft lips were pressing it, his warm tongue was moving all around and caressing it in a fantastic way. He put hold of my other breast with one of his hands and started rubbing this nipple with his thumb and fingers. It was feeling so nice that I cannot explain in words. Truly speaking I never suspected that he is doing anything wrong. I was under the impression that he is trying to pull milk out of my breasts after about five minutes.

He stopped sucking my nipple and told me in a voice as if he is very much surprised, Milk is definitely being formed but I don't know why it is not coming out from here. It's going out some where else in your body. Let me see what is wrong by saying this he took another nipple in his mouth and like before started pressing it with his lips and caressing with his tongue. Simultaneously, he shifted his hand from this breast to another one which was earlier being probed by his mouth.

Then started moving his other free hand all over my body pressing and caressing various spots and murmuring in between, I have never lost a bet in a minute I will come to know where all the milk is going. I don't remember how long he continued like this. It seemed as if time had stopped for me and with every movement of his fingers and tongue on my nipples strange waves of pleasure started generating all over my body.

His moving hand was simply multiplying that good feeling. It was moving around my naval then around my thighs and suddenly he moved it up, first lifted my skirt and then pulled the elastic of my panty, moved his warm hand inside and touched my shoo shoo (till that time I used to call it by this name only later on I learnt its real names like vagina and cunt etc) with his finger and triumphantly shouted see, I have found it. All your milk is coming here probably uncle was right.

Because I was also feeling that some liquid type thing is forming inside my shoo shoo and it has become all wet. Uncle stopped sucking my nipple and said let my first dry the milk that has moved on there and then definitely it will come out only from your duddhu (breasts) and nowhere else. By saying this in a flash like lightening he removed and threw my panty away and before I protest or say anything his warm mouth was on my mound and his tongue on my clit.

Uncle started drying the milk that had formed there by skillfully licking it with his tongue. While his head was in between my thighs and his mouth was drying my shoo shoo (this is what I thought that time) his hands were caressing my tiny breasts and fingers pinching my pink nipples. Now the pleasure that I was getting was unbearable for me. It seemed as if my whole body is floating in air as if soft balls of pleasure exploding inside me after sometime uncle stopped what's wrong.

I am trying to dry it but it's not drying. If it won't stop and keep coming here, it will never come out from its right place. Uncle was right. I was also feeling the same. The more he was trying to suck and dry with tongue the more liquid was being formed there inside my vagina. I got little worried. Uncle is putting so much effort. He should not fail. Milk should come out of my breast but is there really something wrong with me? Innocently I asked uncle is there some big problem and will I have to consult some doctor?

Aree nahin (o no!) so long your uncle is here you need not have to worry for anything uncle said affectionately and very convincingly. Let me try another way. Let me block its flow by putting something there and then at the same time I will exert pressure on your nipples with my mouth and pull it hard. Since that place will remain blocked, on exerting pressure this passage will open and milk will automatically come out from its right place.

I had never asked Udita what his uncle does at Dubai but now I started believing that he would definitely be a doctor. He knows functioning of the body parts so well and also knows how to cure if some problem is there. I was thinking this when uncle mounted on me and asked me to spread my thighs to facilitate the movement of the thing that he is going to put there for blocking the leakage of milk. Then he violently started sucking my nipples.

I pulled my entire tiny breast inside his mouth. Thereafter he repeated the same on my other breast. Pressure of his soft mouth, its warmth and movement of his naughty tongue on my nipples again started generating waves of pleasure all over my body. He went on repeating this assault on my breast and nipples with a frenzying speed one after another and but nothing came out of my Duddhu instead in the midst of pleasant sensations I felt more and more milk is forming inside my vagina.

I was just going to ask that why is he not blocking passage of milk there with something as he had planned, when he put is hands down and directed something very hard warm and smooth on the opening of my shoo shoo before I could ask what it is, he moved his hips up and pressed me hard with this action that strange enormous thing entered a few centimeters inside my wet and slippery cunt. Something inside prevented it from moving further in.

Uncle lifted his hips again and brought it down with great force. Something ruptured inside me and that entire huge, warm, enormous thing smoothly glided inside my wet and slippery tiny hole just like a hot knife moves inside butter. It seemed as if I am torn apart. Its entry was painful I shouted at him to stop but he had gone entirely mad. He holds me tightly and put his lips on mine and pressed it in such a way that even if I wanted to shout no voice came from my mouth.

He started moving his hips up and down in a rhythmic manner. In the same rhythm that huge thing started gliding up and down inside me. The pain was splitting me apart but I was pressed under him in such a way that it was difficult for me to come out of this situation. I was unable to shout also as my mouth was forcefully covered with his lips. I thought, it's my end now. I am going to die in the meantime, that strange thing was continuously moving in and out of me and till that time.

I did not have even the slightest idea that what that thing is. I never expected it to be his tool because in my opinion the thing of the boys was something small and flaccid. I had never seen a fully grown and erect penis before its huge size was something that was beyond my imagination at that age. I was just concentrating my energy to fight back the strength of uncle and come out of his strong clutch when he started moving his buttocks up and down with more speed when I realized that the pain has started subsiding.

Slowly a good feeling has started setting deep inside my vagina with each stroke pain was becoming lesser and that good feeling was increasing and lo! After 8 to 10 further strokes the pain was completely gone and it was only the good feeling left. The good feeling started spreading from vagina to my nipples and then gradually to my entire body and in few minutes I started feeling so nice as if I was in heaven.

Waves of pleasure started flowing all through my body. Such extreme divine feeling I had never experienced before. Not even when uncle's tongue was inside me and caressing my clit. That feeling was also very nice but the pleasure that I was experiencing now was far above anything experienced before. The pleasure was increasing. The good feeling was increasing. It seemed as if something is going to explode within me, when uncle stopped moving his buttocks.

Now the passion was uncontrollable for me. I started moving my buttocks up and down under him to let that sweet divine feeling continue. That enormous warm, hard and smooth thing was tightly clasped by my vagina walls inside my tiny hole. In the mean time uncle moved his mouth from my lips and again put it on my nipples. The experienced crook knew it very well that now there is no point in keeping my mouth shut with his lips. I am not going to resist him and of course his lips should be kept free to do much better things.

He sucked my nipples for few minutes and while sucking suddenly pulled that thing out of my tiny hole. I didn't like this action, but kept mum to see what he is going to do next. Slowly he started moving his mouth down. Stopped around my naval licked the area with his tongue. Moved further down now his soft mouth was on my mound and his warm tongue licking everywhere inside outside, sometimes putting my cunt lips between his mouth gently pressing it with his teeth.

Caressing it artistically by movement of his warm tongue I was in heaven. I had totally forgotten what for uncle started this entire exercise and who cares whether milk is coming out of my duddhu or not. Now his tongue was on my clit and licking it with amazing movements. Sometimes in circles and sometimes as if he is writing English alphabets on my clit. I had left myself totally on his mercy and in true sense enjoying whatever he was doing while licking my clit he inserted one of his fingers in my warm and wet cunt.

Now the pleasure was unbearable for me. Something very pleasant exploded inside my vagina. My whole body started quivering. Now that pleasant explosion was not confined only to my vagina. It started exploding around my breasts, my naval and entire body. He continued sucking my clit. Removed his finger from my vagina, it was lubricated with my cunt juices inserted it inside my very tiny ass hole. Finger was lubricated so without any resistance smoothly glided deep inside my potty hole.

I didn't like the idea and thought of resisting while he simultaneously inserted his index finger into my vagina. Now his tongue was caressing my clit. Index finger moving in and out of my juicy vagina and his middle finger was massaging inside of my sensitive potty hole. Oh! What a wonderful feeling! I exploded, again exploded then again exploded I forgot the count how many times I exploded. Then giving me a ride to that heaven for 10 to 15 minutes uncle again mounted on me once again inserted that huge enormous, warm thing inside my vagina.

My more than willing cunt gladly accepted its entry and my wet soft and slippery cunt walls tightly embraced it. No pain this time only pleasant wonderful sensations. Uncle started moving his buttocks up and down at a frantic speed. The thing also started slipping up and down inside me at the same speed, massaging and stretching my cunt walls, rubbing my clit. My tight vagina lips clutched it in an effort that it should not move. Uncle pressed his buttocks down and though that thing was tightly clasped between the vagina walls.

It smoothly glided in till his curly pubic hairs came in contact with my soft and silken hairs that had just started growing around my vagina when he moved his buttocks up it smoothly glided up giving a titillating massage to my cunt walls and cunt lips which were tightly holding it. I did not know how much pleasure was hidden inside my body with his skillful strokes divine feeling was building inside of my vagina spreading through out my body, reaching its peak and suddenly exploding again building.

Again exploding every next explosion was more intense and more pleasurable than the previous one. I subsequently learned that this point of extreme pleasure or climax is called orgasm. I was getting orgasm after orgasm after every eight to ten strokes I was getting one orgasm. Uncle's movements started getting faster and faster. Now the inside of my vagina was being rubbed and massaged more vigorously by that huge velvety thing. I have no words to explain the good feeling and the bright, intense and pulsating orgasms that I was experiencing one after another.

Then I felt that strange thing is swelling inside me and stretching my cunt hole to its maximum. Its stretching pressure on my soft cunt walls and the opening of my vagina was also delightfully pleasant. Then it contracted and with the diminishing pressure my vulva and vagina walls, which were tightly holding it also contracted in this fashion it swelled and then contracted eight to ten times forcing my vagina also to stretch and contract in the same rhythm each time it was swelling and contracting something warm was sprayed inside me.

Oohhhhh! I should not have done it inside by saying this uncle pulled that thing out while he was pulling it I felt it was no harder and was not exerting any pressure on my tight vagina walls. Totally exhausted, I was lying in arms of Uncle. I was in different world now after about ten fifteen minutes uncle got up and cleaned me with a wet handkerchief. Searched for my panty which was lying below the sofa and he himself put it on me and then said chhoti, I lost the bet.

I could not make milk come out from your duddhu but never mind we will try it again some other day and I am sure next time I will definitely be successful and Chhoti, please don't tell it to any body, not even to Udita, what we did because they will simply laugh at me that I lost my bet and could not bring duddhu out of your breast would you like people to laugh at your uncle? No, no why should I tell it to any body. I don't want any body to laugh on my sweetest uncle.

You did your best might be something is wrong with me only. We will again try it to-morrow, and I am sure you will definitely be successful this time. That was my innocent reply but that tomorrow never came. All of a sudden the very next day uncle left for Dubai later on I came to know from Udita that next day uncle was trying to bring out milk from Udita's tiny breasts in the same way as he did with me, when unexpectedly her mother dropped in from Office.

She had headache so came back little early than the usual time. They had a good fight. Mumma scolded him like anything. I had never seen before my mummy getting so angry. Udita told me for the reason not known to her; uncle was thrown out of their house and warned not to show his face again. It was a big shock to me. More than eight years have passed since that memorable day. In between I have grown up and become more matured. I had affairs with couple of nice guys indulged in sex but so far no encounter has been as memorable as my first innocent experience with uncle.