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Katerina H Age: 24 Eye color: blue Hair color: blonde Height: 170cm Weight: 55kg Breast size: medium Measurements: 90/63/91 Country: Ukraine Ethnicity: Caucasian Bio: I am a very shy young girl. I love pets and I have a dog called Belka. I like to live in my city because there are lots of things to go to like parks, cinema, museums, theaters, etc.

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Country: Ukraine
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I am just starting this new story, meri story ek young boy named kunal ki hai, me isi character se hi likhunga or aapko story ki imagination karwaunga so lets start mene doorbell bajiai or aunty mere saamne thi ‘aunty Namaste’ ‘kunal tum yaha kaishe’ ‘bus, mom ne kaha tha ki aap aai ho tho kuch der time bitane ke liye aaya tha’ ‘acha kiya kunaal, chalo come inside’ ‘aapke husband nahi dikh rahe’ ‘wo pata nahi kuch der pehale tho yahi par the, tum ruko me tumahre liye kuch laati hu’ aunty undar chali gayi thi, mere sir me dard ho raha tha, mene yaha waha dekha but kuch saaf saaf nahi dikh raha tha ekdum blur sa chaa rha tha, dundala dundala dikh raha tha, me uthane ki kosis karane laga or aunty jaha gayi usi taraf gaya lekin meri palak ghapki or sub gayab tha, mera sir ka dard bi sahi tha or saamne ek road hai, me road ki side me khade hokar lift maangane laga, ek ladaki apni scooty par aa rahi thi, usane muge lift de di, me usake piche betha tha, dhire dhire me aage ki or hua usane kuch nahi kaha, me khisak ke usake itna karib hua ki usaki gaand jo ki tight jeans se cover thi par meri tight jeans ke undar ka lund chipak gaya, my god mera lund kithana arouse ho raha tha, wo usaki gaand par lagane laga, mene or pass pass chipak kar apne lund ko chalti scooty me us girl ki gaand ko jeans ke upar se hi rub karane laga aisha lag raha tha ki me usako chuad raha hu, fir jor jor se kiya, or dhaakke bi lagaane laga, ladki chalti scooty me uchi hui or me or aage ho gaya wo wapis bethi tho mere god me thi, mere lund jeans faad ke bahar aane ko utaawala ho raha tha, usaki tight jean or meri tight jeans kamaal hi anubav ho raha tha, wo scooty chalate hue hasane lagi or apni gaand ko mere lund par rub karane lagi, chalti scooty me aisha karana muskil hota hai but wo tho maahir hi lag rahi thi, dhire dhire mera viray nikal gaya, kaafi relief hua me, lekin chalti scooty me hi wo gum kar meri or muh karane lagi, mene niche dekha usaki chut dikh rahi thi, pata nahi kishe mere bi kapde gayab the or usake bi, usake chehre ki or dekha tho fir se strange, me kisi room me pahuch chukka tha, usane mere lund ko pakada hua tha or fir wo chusane lagi, mene bi usake boob par haath fera or chussa, usane apni chut dikhayi ek dum waishi hi chut thi jaishi ki mene aaaj wali sex film me deki thi wohi clit and wohi shape wohi hole ka size or hole ka kinaara, usaki gaand par bi wohi tattoo ka nishaan tha, me usaki chut me apna lund daal kar usako chuadane laga, dhire dhire wo bi enjoy karte hue apne boob ko masal rahi thi, usane mere lips ko apne lips se mila kar jordar kiss dene lagi, dene lagi or dene lagi ki mera viray bi ab nikalne laga tha, mera viray nikalne laga, ahhh, mera viray nikalne gaya ki tabi muge kisi ne aawaj di, are ye tho mummy ki aawaj hai, mene aankh khol ke dekha tho subah ho chuki thi mummy – beta tea lelo or jaldi se ready ho jaao, kal kaha tha na ki devika aunty hamare saamne waale plot me rehane ko aa rahi hai, unase milane bi jaana hai, tere behan ki scooty bi teek karwane ko di hai wo lekar aana hai, kithane kaam hai uth jara, ab uth na me utha kar tea pine laga or sochane laga ki aaj ka dream bi ajeeb hi tha, kabi sex kabi horror kabi murder pata nahi kon ye dream ki duniya banata hoga, ekdum se kaishe sab badal jaata hai, real bi feel hota hai lekin virtual bi hota hai, fir achaank me socha ki jo aunty ko mene dream me dekha tha wo shayd isliye aayi qunki maa ne kal hi unake baare me bataya tha, or scooty wala scene bi didi ki scooty ko hoga magar mene us ladki ki saqal dekhi thi wo tho meri sister nahi thi, fir wo kon ho skati hai, mene usaki surut pehale kabi bi nahi dekhi thi ekdum new si thi, dhire dhire din ki suruaat or afternoon tak college ki ulgan tak me sab bhulane laga tha, kher ye hi hota hai mere din ki suruaat se lekar afternoon tak ke safar me, usake baad ka safar or bi interesting ho jata hai, qunki dosto ke saath purane theater me blue film dekhane ka maja hi kuch or hota hai, usake baad ghar par aakar social sites par chatting and didi se chupa kar blue film ko download karake dekhana, pura din aishe hi nikalne lagta hai, raath ko pehale sabi kuch der tv dekhate hai fir mom nend le leti hai, didi or me ek saath beth kar koi movie dekh lete hai and fir karib 12 baje tak movie complete hoti hai and didi maa ke paas nend le leti hai or me dusre bed par, jab me so jata hu fir se ek naya dream, naye tarah ki imagination, morning me fir se kuch der un dream ke baare me sochata hu, fir sub bhul jata hu, are bhulane se yaad aaya me aapko mere dad ke baare me batana hi bhul gaya, mere dad ek science researchers hai, ham kaafi rich hai but meri maa papa se alag hi rehati hai or ham bhai behan maa ke saath 5 days and papa ke saath 2 days rehate hai, are me fir bhul gaya meri maa kaa name hema, papa ka naam virendra and behan ka name dimple hai, mera name kunaal btaya tha na abi I think ki aisha sabke saath hota hoga, mera matlab dream se tha, ki kaas kabi kuch aisha hota ki dream ko puri tarah se control kar liya jaaye, kher ab aisha kaha munkin tha, lekin jab me papa ke saath unake superb bangala me tha mene internet par search kiya or muge pata laga ki dream ko control karana bahut hi muskil hai, yes muskil hai lekin impossible tho nahi, isi baare me sochta rehata hu dinbhar aur aage kya kya hua isaki charcha fir kabi, abi tuition ko deri ho rahi hai or fir papa ke saath unake lab me bi jaana hai, or dimple ko shopping karwani hai, usako kuch kapde chaiye the na, ok kal milate hai or aage kya hua wo batata hu

I am just starting this new story, meri story ek young boy named kunal ki hai, me isi character se hi likhunga or aapko story ki imagination karwaunga so lets start

mene doorbell bajiai or aunty mere saamne thi

‘aunty Namaste’

‘kunal tum yaha kaishe’

‘bus, mom ne kaha tha ki aap aai ho tho kuch der time bitane ke liye aaya tha’

‘acha kiya kunaal, chalo come inside’

‘aapke husband nahi dikh rahe’

‘wo pata nahi kuch der pehale tho yahi par the, tum ruko me tumahre liye kuch laati hu’

aunty undar chali gayi thi, mere sir me dard ho raha tha, mene yaha waha dekha but kuch saaf saaf nahi dikh raha tha ekdum blur sa chaa rha tha, dundala dundala dikh raha tha, me uthane ki kosis karane laga or aunty jaha gayi usi taraf gaya lekin meri palak ghapki or sub gayab tha, mera sir ka dard bi sahi tha or saamne ek road hai, me road ki side me khade hokar lift maangane laga, ek ladaki apni scooty par aa rahi thi, usane muge lift de di, me usake piche betha tha,

dhire dhire me aage ki or hua usane kuch nahi kaha, me khisak ke usake itna karib hua ki usaki gaand jo ki tight jeans se cover thi par meri tight jeans ke undar ka lund chipak gaya, my god mera lund kithana arouse ho raha tha, wo usaki gaand par lagane laga, mene or pass pass chipak kar apne lund ko chalti scooty me us girl ki gaand ko jeans ke upar se hi rub karane laga aisha lag raha tha ki me usako chuad raha hu, fir jor jor se kiya, or dhaakke bi lagaane laga, ladki chalti scooty me uchi hui or me or aage ho gaya wo wapis bethi tho mere god me thi, mere lund jeans faad ke bahar aane ko utaawala ho raha tha, usaki tight jean or meri tight jeans kamaal hi anubav ho raha tha, wo scooty chalate hue hasane lagi or apni gaand ko mere lund par rub karane lagi, chalti scooty me aisha karana muskil hota hai but wo tho maahir hi lag rahi thi, dhire dhire mera viray nikal gaya, kaafi relief hua me, lekin chalti scooty me hi wo gum kar meri or muh karane lagi, mene niche dekha usaki chut dikh rahi thi, pata nahi kishe mere bi kapde gayab the or usake bi, usake chehre ki or dekha tho fir se strange, me kisi room me pahuch chukka tha, usane mere lund ko pakada hua tha or fir wo chusane lagi, mene bi usake boob par haath fera or chussa, usane apni chut dikhayi ek dum waishi hi chut thi jaishi ki mene aaaj wali sex film me deki thi wohi clit and wohi shape wohi hole ka size or hole ka kinaara, usaki gaand par bi wohi tattoo ka nishaan tha, me usaki chut me apna lund daal kar usako chuadane laga, dhire dhire wo bi enjoy karte hue apne boob ko masal rahi thi, usane mere lips ko apne lips se mila kar jordar kiss dene lagi, dene lagi or dene lagi ki mera viray bi ab nikalne laga tha, mera viray nikalne laga, ahhh, mera viray nikalne gaya ki tabi muge kisi ne aawaj di, are ye tho mummy ki aawaj hai, mene aankh khol ke dekha tho subah ho chuki thi

mummy – beta tea lelo or jaldi se ready ho jaao, kal kaha tha na ki devika aunty hamare saamne waale plot me rehane ko aa rahi hai, unase milane bi jaana hai, tere behan ki scooty bi teek karwane ko di hai wo lekar aana hai, kithane kaam hai uth jara, ab uth na

me utha kar tea pine laga or sochane laga ki aaj ka dream bi ajeeb hi tha, kabi sex kabi horror kabi murder pata nahi kon ye dream ki duniya banata hoga, ekdum se kaishe sab badal jaata hai, real bi feel hota hai lekin virtual bi hota hai,

fir achaank me socha ki jo aunty ko mene dream me dekha tha wo shayd isliye aayi qunki maa ne kal hi unake baare me bataya tha, or scooty wala scene bi didi ki scooty ko hoga magar mene us ladki ki saqal dekhi thi wo tho meri sister nahi thi, fir wo kon ho skati hai, mene usaki surut pehale kabi bi nahi dekhi thi ekdum new si thi, dhire dhire din ki suruaat or afternoon tak college ki ulgan tak me sab bhulane laga tha, kher ye hi hota hai mere din ki suruaat se lekar afternoon tak ke safar me, usake baad ka safar or bi interesting ho jata hai, qunki dosto ke saath purane theater me blue film dekhane ka maja hi kuch or hota hai, usake baad ghar par aakar social sites par chatting and didi se chupa kar blue film ko download karake dekhana, pura din aishe hi nikalne lagta hai, raath ko pehale sabi kuch der tv dekhate hai fir mom nend le leti hai, didi or me ek saath beth kar koi movie dekh lete hai and fir karib 12 baje tak movie complete hoti hai and didi maa ke paas nend le leti hai or me dusre bed par, jab me so jata hu fir se ek naya dream, naye tarah ki imagination, morning me fir se kuch der un dream ke baare me sochata hu, fir sub bhul jata hu,

are bhulane se yaad aaya me aapko mere dad ke baare me batana hi bhul gaya, mere dad ek science researchers hai, ham kaafi rich hai but meri maa papa se alag hi rehati hai or ham bhai behan maa ke saath 5 days and papa ke saath 2 days rehate hai, are me fir bhul gaya meri maa kaa name hema, papa ka naam virendra and behan ka name dimple hai, mera name kunaal btaya tha na abi

I think ki aisha sabke saath hota hoga, mera matlab dream se tha, ki kaas kabi kuch aisha hota ki dream ko puri tarah se control kar liya jaaye, kher ab aisha kaha munkin tha, lekin jab me papa ke saath unake superb bangala me tha mene internet par search kiya or muge pata laga ki dream ko control karana bahut hi muskil hai, yes muskil hai lekin impossible tho nahi, isi baare me sochta rehata hu dinbhar

aur aage kya kya hua isaki charcha fir kabi, abi tuition ko deri ho rahi hai or fir papa ke saath unake lab me bi jaana hai, or dimple ko shopping karwani hai, usako kuch kapde chaiye the na, ok kal milate hai or aage kya hua wo batata hu

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Chapter 1 :=> RITU AND USAKA PATI PARAG (Ritu and her husband) (if you don’t like this chapter don’t worry, start reading chapter 2, i bet you will enjoy and have fun reading next all stuff) Ritu ki shaadi Parag (engg.) Ke yaha tay hui or kuch hi dino me baarat ritu ko usake nai ghar le gayi matlab uski shaadi ho gayi shaadi ki 3 raath tak ritu or usake pati ka Milan nahi ho paya tha qunki dono priwar kaafi religious the, or dharmik puja paath and rasam riwaj me 3 dino tak matha pachi me hi lage rahe, 4’th day ko ritu or Parag ne sambhog kiya, us raat Ritu ne kaafi achi red dress pehani thi, haqiat me usane sirf red saari and patikot hi pehni thi, niche bra or panty nahi pehni qunki uski aag in dino kuch jayada hi sulag rahi thi, Parag ne bina samay gawaye ritu ki saari ko utaar diya, uske saamne ritu ke bade boobe puri tarah se open ho gaye Parag – ritu tumhare ye 36D ke boob muge usi din hi bha gaye the jis din tumhe dikhane ke liye me tumhaare waha aya tha. Usi din mene than li thi ki shaadi tho bas in boob I mean tumse hi karunga Ritu – acha, tho der mat kar laude, jaldi se meri aag bhuga, me ithni tadap rahi hu is raat me tum kya jaano, chalo jaldi aao or mere under tera land ghusha daal Parag – kyu nahi Fir kya tha parag ritu ke nange badan pe apna haat sehalane laga or fir boobs ko dabane laga

Chapter 1 :=> RITU AND USAKA PATI PARAG (Ritu and her husband)

(if you don’t like this chapter don’t worry, start reading chapter 2, i bet you will enjoy and have fun reading next all stuff)

Ritu ki shaadi Parag (engg.) Ke yaha tay hui or kuch hi dino me baarat ritu ko usake nai ghar le gayi matlab uski shaadi ho gayi shaadi ki 3 raath tak ritu or usake pati ka Milan nahi ho paya tha qunki dono priwar kaafi religious the, or dharmik puja paath and rasam riwaj me 3 dino tak matha pachi me hi lage rahe,

4’th day ko ritu or Parag ne sambhog kiya, us raat Ritu ne kaafi achi red dress pehani thi, haqiat me usane sirf red saari and patikot hi pehni thi, niche bra or panty nahi pehni qunki uski aag in dino kuch jayada hi sulag rahi thi, Parag ne bina samay gawaye ritu ki saari ko utaar diya, uske saamne ritu ke bade boobe puri tarah se open ho gaye

Parag – ritu tumhare ye 36D ke boob muge usi din hi bha gaye the jis din tumhe dikhane ke liye me tumhaare waha aya tha. Usi din mene than li thi ki shaadi tho bas in boob I mean tumse hi karunga

Ritu – acha, tho der mat kar laude, jaldi se meri aag bhuga, me ithni tadap rahi hu is raat me tum kya jaano, chalo jaldi aao or mere under tera land ghusha daal

Parag – kyu nahi

Fir kya tha parag ritu ke nange badan pe apna haat sehalane laga or fir boobs ko dabane laga. Ritu kuch jayad hi teji dikha rahi thi or usane parag ko palang pe patak ke uska pajama utaar diya, usaka land abi bada nahi hua tha isliye usane us sikude hue land ko apne muh me rakh kar use ek ice-cream ki tarah pehale upar jeeb se chatne lagi fir ek melody chocolate ko jaishe muh me rakh khar rus chusathe hai waishe chusane lagi 3 inch ka sikuda hua land ab 7 se upar ka dikhane laga tha…….

Fir ritu ne parag ke land ke niche wali dono gutli ko pehale apne haat me lekar pichkaane (jor se dabaane) lagi and fir ek gutli ko apne muh me lekar chusane lagi teek usi duaraan wo parag ke land ko bi apne ek haat se hilane lagi… parag ko maane zanat hi mil gayi thi wo bistar pe pada bas us sex ka aanad le raha tha jo ritu use dila rahi thi…

Ritu ne fir apne bade boob ke bich me uske land ko rekh kar sexy pose dene lagi or parag ne bi ab apne haat me ek camera le liya tha or usane uski photo and video banane laga…. Fir parag ne video recorder ko bade aaine ke pass rakha and usaka recorder ka sira bistar ki trf rkh kar ritu ki or badane laga…

Ritu ne is baar parag ko gale laga liya jaishe snake aaps me chipk ke sex karthe hai wishe hi ritu ne parag ke saat gale lag kar apne boob ko uske badan pe joro se press karne lagi, parag ki height ritu se badi hone se usaka land ritu ke pet par and ritu ke boob uske pet par jabardast sa erotic mahual bana raha tha, ritu ne ab French kiss karna suru kar diya parag bi bada hi must tarike se uske sir ke baalo me haat firte hue or kabi boob par haat sehalathe hue kiss karne laga tha..

ritu ab ithni betaabi dekhaane lagi ki wo parag ko bas kaatne hi lagi, parag ne condom lagane ke liye jishe hi haat me liya ritu ne mana kar diya, ritu ne ek ajeeb muskaan ke saat kaha ki muge bachha jaldi hi chiye ise mat lagao, ham full sex karte hai aa-jao, parag ne bi haa bhar di and wo usko kaafi jabardast se fuck karne laga..

Us din raat karib 3.30 baje dono ki chudai khatam hue dono ko nind nahi aa rahi thi isliye ritu parag ki god me uski traf muh karke beth gayi and wo ek dusre ko French kiss and ek duje ki skin ko chusane and chaatne lage, fir ritu ne usase uski maa ke bare me pucha ki wo kis nature ki hai, tab parag ne bataya ki wo kaafi open minded tho hai lekin unhe gusha bi jaldi hi aatha hai,

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Hi, I am Abhi. I came up with one spicier incident that will blow you up. The incident happened when I was around 18 years old. I was staying with my family having my mom, dad, brother and Aditi bhabi. The incident happened with Aditi, my brother’s wife.
At that time she was around 29-30 years old. She was married to my brother 6 years ago. She was very pretty looking girl. She maintained her figure all these years and she looked liked only 22-23 years old only. No one can tell her she is married if she doesn’t wear any sign of marriage.
I had a healthy relation with her, never had a bad intention about her. I was very friendly with her and as I was the youngest member of my family she was also very soft on me. She uses to take care of me very well. So coming down to the incident, my mom and dad went for some marriage ceremony in our family for 2 weeks. Now my brother and Aditi were at home along with me.
I used to go to the gym regularly as I like exercising. I do some aerobics classes also. So one fine day Aditi complained about her back pain. She was in very much pain, so my brother took her to a doctor. The doctor advised her to take rest and gave some medicine along with some balm to apply and also advised her to do some exercise also. My brother asked me to give some exercise to Aditi as I was good in that.
Aditi also agreed to take some exercise lesson from me other than going to a gym or some other person. So next morning she came to my room and asked me when we will do the exercise. I asked her about her pain. She said the pain is still there. I said to her let brother go to office so that you can take some rest also and then we can do some slight exercise and doing more exercise in pain can harm.
So around 11, I went in her room. She was lying on the bed. I asked her is it paining too much. She nodded her head. I asked her did she put the balm on her back. She said she put that last night but not in the morning. I asked her should I put the balm, she said ok fine. I never had any bad intention till now. It was very normal to do that. She was wearing a saree. I asked her to lie down on her face so that I can put the balm. She did the same.
I took some balm on my hand and put the balm on her back. First time when my hand touched her back, I got some strange sensation. I thought it might be something else. I started massaging her back very slowly. I asked her also that am I doing it right. She said yeah, and then I asked her when the pain is more. She said that she has the more pain in her lower back. She was wearing a saree so that part was no accessible to me.
I put my hand on top of her saree on to her lower back. I asked her, is it the right part. She nodded her head. My hand was on her upper part of the ass. Now something was happening to me. I was getting hard on my cock. I never felt that way for Aditi but when I put my hand on her lower back something changed in me. I was massaging her lower back slowly. I looked a bit down and saw her ass. It was very round in shape and it was coming out of her figure.
She really had a nice shaped ass. This is the first time I was seeing her like that as she was lying on her face she was not watching me. I kept massaging her back slowly and my eyes were struck on her well shaped ass only while massaging my hand sometimes touched her ass also. It was so well maintained and toned. I really enjoyed touching her there. My cock was rock solid by then after massaging for 30 mins or so, she said thanks Abhi.
You really gave a nice massage and now the pain has also reduced. We can do the exercise in the evening. I said ok and left the room. Now my mind was playing games. I went to the washroom and jerked while thinking of her. This was the first time I masturbated thinking of her. I was just feeling her ass on my hands. My whole point of view towards her was changed now.

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This story moves from there to my home, where my cousin Mintu had reached for a two day and a night stay with his aunt.

This story moves from there to my home, where my cousin Mintu had reached for a two day and a night stay with his aunt.

As MIntu left, I staggered out of bed and locked the door and staggered back to bed to rest a little more. After two nights of heavy duty sex, I could do with repairing my wares. Besides I remembered what Mintu said while leaving, “I am leaving for your home. You better come over by evening. When you are there, I plan to fuck you in your home on the roof top tonight. Don’t say no and don’t get bashful.”

The very thought of evading my Mother’s careful eyes and going to the roof top for an uninhibited session of sex would be dangerous and yet very exciting.

I slept for another hour or so. When I woke up, I decided to inspect my pussy and find out if there was now a gaping hole and whether my clit was hurt in any way. I got up and pulled out a hand mirror and I sat on the chair with my legs parted wide and with all lights on. With my left hand I parted the pussy lips while I placed the mirror strategically and inspected my pussy.

Well. It was red as a beetroot. But, this was the first time I was seeing my smooth and bald pussy also. The entire mons area was red and darker than the rest of the body.

Soon I got up and decided to wash al the bed clothes, clear up the house and get the strong smell of sex out from that house. Not that my friend did not know what I was upto. But then, I wanted to protect Mintu from other girls who wanted that roll of meat, dangling between his legs, for themselves inside their bodies and giving them that extreme enjoyment that satisfactory sex gives.

I wasn’t used to washing bed clothes. So it was hard on me.

I had my bath and then changed into a salwar and kurta set, knowing that after I reached home, Mintu will eventually take me to the roof top and make love to me. I was sure that his taking off my saree on the roof top followed by my wearing it would be difficult and could take long. So it would be safer and easier to take off and then wear a salwar and kurta set. Though ideally, I should be wearing a short nightie with no panty. But then we were not married and certainly not supposed to have sex. Incest is taboo!!!!

I strung up all the wet bed clothes. They became dry quickly. Once they were dry I folded them and pout them into my friend’s cupboard and made the bed with fresh bed clothes.

I cleaned the kitchen. Took a wet cloth and wiped all traces of my bum on the table where he made me sit and get fucked.

As I was finishing, the phone rang. My Mother was on the line, “I say, Mintu is here from IIT for only one night with us. You better come back as soon as you can.”

I feigned surprise and asked my Mother if the car could be sent to pick me up. She informed, it was on the way already and would be with me in 20 minutes. I then asked her to put me on with Mintu on the phone.

Mintu came on the line and talked to me (his sister), “Hey. What are you upto?? Where are you?? Never in, when I visit your home.” (“Kee ray. Kotahyey aachchesh? Jokhonee aamee aashee, tuee baadi tay neyee.”

I knew that only he could hear what I was saying and that he was clever enough to keep this trend of conversation, while I said something else entirely and said, “Hehehehehe. You fucker. Now you want me to come back so that we can fuck again isn’t it?” (“Hehehehehehe. Khaalee choodbaar eechchaa. Hain? Tuee chaash jay aamee tarataree pheeree. Taholay toar choodbaar plan ta kortay paareesh.”)

He answered, ‘Okay. Okay. Just come back soon. Always having fun at your friend’s house.”

“Yes and what fun did we have???? Tell me. Tell me.”

“Okay, so should I wait for lunch for you or will you reach later?”

I did not reply. So he added, “Okay, then. So, see you soon.”

Our driver arrived within ten minutes. I handed him my overnighter and locked the flat and got into the car. After a bumpy and noisy 40 minute drive I was home.

When I reached back, I rang the bell. The door was opened by one of the many maid servants. I quickly walked up to the living areas on the first floor. My Mother was sitting in the large sunny balcony with Mintu and chatting.

I stopped and looked him and said, “The food in IIT does not suit you. You look gaunt.”

He had his repartee ready. He said, “And you? You have lost weight. Errrr. In some places.” (I knew he was referring to the loss of weight on account of his shaving my pussy.)

Lady like, I answered, “That is good news then. I am for ever putting on weight!!”

He stood up like all well behaved brothers and offered that I sat down on the cane chair next to my Mother. I instructed the maid servant, “Komola. Bring another cane chair here.”

The cane chair arrived immediately and we all sat down and chatted for a while.

All mundane talk peppered with light hearted teasing between siblings, bordering on quarrelling and some double entendre.

My Mother soon disappeared into the kitchen to organize lunch.

The moment she went away, Mintu asked, “How are you feeling after last night?”

“Fine. A little sore, though.”

“Where?”

“You slapped my bottom pretty hard. There are still some welts on my bum cheeks.”

Naughtily he said, “Let me see!!” and made gestures as if he wanted to immediately inspect my bottom and in so doing he was about to make me lift my kameez and pull the waist cord of my salwaar to do a look-see!!!

“Huh. Shut up.”

Soon lunch was served and we repaired to the dining room and quickly had rice, lentils, spinach, cauliflower curry and crab meat for lunch. We topped it up with some Bengali sweets.

Soon after lunch, my Mother informed that she had to take her afternoon nap and added. “Khuku. Look after your brother.” She went into her bedroom.

Mintu stood up as a mark of respect as she went away. As she left, Mintu quickly looked around to see if any one was around. When he found no one was near, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me near and put his left arm around my waist and held my face with his right and planted a strong kiss on my mouth.

I tried to break away, worrying that one maid servant or the other will see us that way and the news would break quickly. Or she would insist that I get fucked by her boy friend or that she gets fucked by Mintu or she will ask for money.

As I squirmed, he said, “Kiss me. Or else you are not going anywhere.”

I quickly kissed him on his lips and broke away and said, “What are you upto?? Stop it. We can get caught you know!!”

While he let me go, he said, “Take me to the roof top. I have to make arrangements for tonight.”

I repeated what I had said to him earlier in the day, “You are an insatiable imp.”

“Who asked you to have such a juicy pussy?? Huh?” (“Aatow roshalow gooood rakhtay kay bolaychcheelow??)

“Shhhhh.”

I escorted Mintu up the stair case. We passed the second floor level, where my Mother’s bedroom, my bedroom and the guest room were located and then and walked one more flight of stairs and walked into the open roof at the third floor level.

He looked around. I could see his IIT type meticulous inspection. I wondered what he was planning. Where will he do it?

He said nothing. Except while walking down the stairs, I asked, “So?? What is the plan?”

He answered, “There are two ways we can be there. The first one is, if you tell you Mother that you and I want to chat on the roof top and you get a chatayee (straw mat) up. The other can be that I go upstairs with a chatayee under the notion that I want to enjoy the open skies and you come up later to see what I am upto.”

“And then?”

“I put you on the chatayee and fuck you.”

“Good God. That is daring. As if no one can see what we are doing from other roof tops!!”

“So?? So what? Let them see. As of they don’t fuck.”

I said, “What if none of them is possible?”

He kept quiet for a while. I wanted to see how devious he could be, the way I had found a method of spending fruitful time with him in my friend’s flat.

“Well. I think you should tell your Mother that I am a nut and that I want to be on the roof till late in the night to see what Kolkata looks like deep in the night. Given my reputation of single mindedness, she will accept this to be one more manifestation of my nuttiness and she will say, okay, let him,” Mintu said.

I thought for while and said, “May be she will agree. But, how ill you get me on the roof??”

“I suggest, after she says yes to my nutty plan, you suggest that I carry the key to the roof top, so that I lock it on my way down for security’s sake. I think, she will think otherwise of my level of responsibility and suggest that you be with me when I am on the roof. You protest this arrangement saying that you had no intention of spoiling good sleep in order to let me gaze the stars!!! In this process, she will be convinced that you are being made to do something that you dislike and that, in the process of sibling irritation lay safety for the house.”

I was amazed. He was inventive. But my concern was if she put her foot down and suggested to Mintu that star gazing was no way to spend a night and that it was best that he abandoned his silly plan. So I asked, “What if she says No??”

“Don’t dare me. I will enter your room and fuck you in your bed with your Mother and Father in the next room Don’t dare me. When I want you, I want you. Okay.”

I felt an electric shock passing into my crotch hearing the latent violence and the depth of his desire for me.

The rest of the day passed generally chatting. His seeing my collage books, notes etc. He spent a lot of time teasing me about inane matters. Most of the time I complained to my Mother loudly, “Maaa. Daykho Mintu amaakey jaa taa bolchchey.” (“Mom. Please intercede. Mintu is really bothering me.”)

She paid no heed to my complaints.

In the evening when we went for a walk in the front garden of our house, Mintu said, “Khuku. In the night, you wear a salwar kameez set. I want you to wear the blue and red kameez which has buttons all the way in the front.”

“Why?” I asked. Demonstrating what a bitch I was, all the time knowing why he wanted that kameez.

He did not answer. He only added, “And no bra. Okay.”

I nodded my head.

Then he asked, “Did you feel the difference between fucking when your bladder is full and when it is empty?”

I remember, he was pressing my lower abdomen down while he was giving me some powerful strokes. As he pressed my abdomen down, urine almost came out. The more I tried to stop urine from coming out, the pussy muscles contracted and the fucked became maddeningly good.

A shudder passed through my spine thinking of the incredible pleasure it caused.

He said, “You loved it. Isn’t it? Tonight also, drink a lot of water and no peeing. Okay.”

Later I went into my bedroom and changed into the salwar kameez set he wanted me to wear. I did not take off my bra as he asked for. I was sure that such a digression would not miss my Mother’s hawk eyes. Besides, I like him taking off my bra and then feeling the creamy boobs one by one. Or even gasping and grabbing both of them.

Dinner was served by 9.30 PM. I drank a lot of water.

During dinner I casually mentioned, “Ma, Mintu wants to enjoy the weather on the roof top after dinner. Really silly plans he has!!”

My Mother asked him, “Mintu. Really?”

Mintu nodded his head.

She responded immediately, “Of course. That is no issue atall. Khuku, you ensure that the door leading to the roof top is locked when he comes down back.”

I protested copiously and said, “Naaa. Ma. Aaamee parbo naa. Mintu’r paglamee amaakey ghumotay debay naa.” (“No. Mom, I cant do that. Mintu is a nut. And in pampering his nuttiness I won’t be able to catch some sleep.”)

My mother looked at me with that exasperated look which only harried mothers can give and said, “So what? He is here for only one night!! And you cant do this for your brother?? Shame on you!!”

I did not respond to my Mother but turned to Mintu and stuck my tongue out at him to make face at him.

Mintu smiled and said, “You can make as many faces as you like. I will see the stars and you will have to look after me. Serves you right for wanting to sleep all the time. Hahahahahaha.”

A dinner ended, I called the maid servant and said, “Komola. Take that thin coir mattress to the roof and place it there. Mintu will spend some time there.” And then I muttered, “Really stupid. I have to stay with him.”

To cement the scheme I loudly asked my Mother, “Ma. Why cant Mintu lock the door and come down?? Does he have to be chaperoned by me? And why me?? My brothers cant do that?”

My Mother then became firm and said, “I have asked you what you should be doing. I want to chatting back Okay?”

Komola took up the 3 inch thick coir mattress upstairs and asked, “Didi, should I take a pillow and a sheet also?”

I knew, it would be better to have some of those handy. So I responded, “Okay. Take one pillow and a bolster and take one light night cover.”

Komola again went upstairs and placed all and came down and reported that she had completed the activity.

While the servants went about closing the kitchen and shutting all the outer windows and locking all the other rooms, we chatted till about 11 PM. My parents went into their bedroom. In fact I could hear my Father snoring. The servants all retired to their quarters.

Eventually, at about 11.30 PM, Mintu got up and whispered, “So? Let us go upstairs.”

I got up and walked to my parents’ bedroom, knocked lightly on the door and peeped in and softly told my Mother, “Ma. I am taking that idiot upstairs. Okay? When I come down, there may be some noise. Don’t bother too much. Really what all I have to do!!??”

My Mother simply said, “Okay.” And lay back to go to sleep.

When Mintu was about to go to his room, he whispered to me, “Heeshee korbee naa.” (“Don’t pee, kay?”)

Soon Mintu appeared back in his track suit. I could see a slight distension at his crotch and the clearly dangling motion. I knew he had taken his underwear off to make it easy. Also I knew that his cock was half on the hop and was anticipating its meeting my pussy.

We went upstairs like two good siblings.

As I unlocked the lock and was pulling the hasp of the bolt to the side, noisily, he wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly ran his fingers over my entire front, tarrying a while on my boobs and then at my crotch.

The moment his fingers ran over my boobs, he felt the bra strap and he knew that I had not taken my bra off; he pushed me and hissed, “You are wearing a bra?”

In the meanwhile the door was open. As we stepped in, he shut the door from the roof end, pulled the hasp shut and grabbed me and turned me around with my back to him and pulled me closer and slowly raised both his palms to softly cup one boob each on one palm and whispered, “Take that off.”

I did not take steps to take it off. He released my boobs and then, one by one, unbuttoned my front opening kameez. The moment all the buttons were open, he pulled the back of the kameez all the way up my back and using both his hands, released the bra hook. The elastic released and the boobs bounced out.

He whispered, “I want this silly thing completely off your body,”

I knew he would simply take off my kameez and make love if I did not take it off immediately. Quickly I took the shoulder straps off from the small clasp that is used for adjusting the lift of the bra. The bra disintegrated and fell off.

He was happy.

Then he slowly slid his hands inside the front open kameez and started to fondle me. He whispered, “Lift your hairs from your shoulders.”

I did that. As I did that both my hands were up and he was having a field day playing with my full breasts. As my hair came up, he started planting hot kisses on the nape of my neck.

I felt, may be somebody was watching. So I hissed, “Stop. Someone may see us like this!!”

He stopped and looked around. I quickly wrapped the kameez around my body, but I dared not button it up again. He would simply tear it away and keep me naked. I knew if I did not co-operate in his urgency, he would not like it atall.

Then he said, “Wait. Let me get the bed ready.”

He quickly put the pillow in its right place and placed the bolster on the side and then took the cover and kept it aside, ready to be used.

On seeing his preparations, knees were giving way as I could feel the heat in me increasing and I could feel electric shocks passing through my body and terminating in my crotch.

I was buckling. He stopped me and turned me around like a doll and made me sit down on the mattress on the floor.

He sat next to me and said, “The stars, the moon and the Gods will now be able to see a brother fucking a sister.”

I almost felt violated by a piercing eye from heaven.

He slowly put his left hand over my shoulder and slowly pushed the kameez down my shoulders. As it slid down, it restrained my elbows from the back.

He looked at my naked breast and said, “Your breast. They are luscious. On seeing these two my cock starts jumping for more!!”

I suggested to him, “Toar pant taa khuley nay.” (“Take your pants off.”)

Mintu stood up. I held the elastic waist band and with one pull, got the track suit down. Indeed he was not wearing any underwear. His cock lumped out and stood erect in front of my face.

I assisted him step out of the pants on the floor and then slowly raised my palms and cupped his balls with my left palm and wrapped my right palm around his cock. I slowly pulled the foreskin of his cock back and forth and got him more excited.

I said, “Toar baada ta to akkebaarey khada hoye aachchey.” (“Your cock is really big and hard and raring to fuck.”)

He quickly sat down next to me and kissed me repeatedly on my face and mouth and eyes and then slowly came down to my now fully exposed and swollen breasts.

I was now shaking with desire and anticipation as to what he will do next.

While kissing he suddenly stopped. He said, “Shuyey pod. Tokay nangto korbo.” (“Lie down. I will now strip you naked.”)

He pushed me down onto the mattress and placed my head on the pillow. My elbows were restrained by my lowered kameez and then without any fuss, he fished out the cord of my salwar and gave one tug.

While he spread the kameez apart from my torso and exposed my breast while restraining my hands, he suggested, “Paachchaa ta tol. Salwaarta nambiye dee.” (“Lift your bottom. Let me take down this salwar.”)

He let his fingers stray under the loosened waist band of my salwar right over where my pubic hairs were once there. It was rather exciting.

He repeated, this time with urgency, “Paachchaa ta tol. Salwaarta nambiye dee.” (“Lift your bottom. Let me take down this salwar.”)

I was too hot not to do what he wanted. I lifted my buttocks. He held the salwar with both his hands and pulled it down right till me knees.

As I put my buttocks down, he pulled the salwar down further till my ankles and left it there and then firmly held my two knees and said, “Spread your legs. Let me caress your bald pussy.” (“Paa phaak kor. Toar nayada goooodey ektu haath dee.”)

Firmly he held my knees and slowly bent them up and then spread them both on two sides. The salwar at my ankles was restricting my spreading my legs wide, straight.

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