Liz - Ordeal Part 1

Wife And White Doctor

When my wife and I emigrated to the US from India, my

wife was around 23 years old. Soon after we came here,

she got admission to a local college where she wanted

to continue her studies. As a foreign student, before

she started college she had to show that she had

adequate medical insurance coverage. Luckily my job

covered her medical benefits. To get her insurance

paperwork done, she had to pick out a primary

physician. For some reason, I always found it exciting

to think of a male doctor examining female patients. I

looked through the list of doctors (with their

pictures) provided by my insurance company and

deliberately picked out a white male doctor who looked

like a hunk, and signed him up as my wife's doctor. 

My wife had to make a preliminary visit to see him

just to get the paperwork done. She was a little

uneasy about going to him, because in India she had

only been to a female doctor. On the first visit, she

just had to fill out some forms and he asked her about

her medical and family history. After she came back

from the visit, she talked a lot about her doctor and

about how nice and patient he was with her. I could

tell that she was very impressed with him. 

My wife had always been somewhat of a hypochondriac,

and I soon found that she started going to the doctor

often, usually for minor allergy problems that she

used to have occasionally. Every time she went to see

him, she couldn't stop talking about how great he was.

I also found out that she spent a major part of her

visits talking to him about things other than her

illness. The doctor asked her a lot of personal

questions about her background and the like, and

always asked her to come back for another visit to

follow-up on the medication she was taking. He also

asked her to schedule a complete physical for her, but

she was nervous about it and kept postponing it. She

then told me one day that she thought the doctor was

starting to flirt with her. Although my wife was

generally shy, she was by nature a little bit of a

flirt and she was always popular with guys at her

college. I have always been very close to my wife and

she would come home and tell me about the guys who

came on to her. 

She was flattered by the attention and I was also kind

of excited that so many guys found her attractive. As

it turned out, this doctor was no different and my

wife kept flirting with him during her visits. After a

few months, I happened to meet him at the lobby of his

clinic when I went to pick her up after one of her

visits. It turned out that he was really a very

charming and friendly guy, and I hit it off very well

with him. He looked older than he did in his

photograph; he was much older than us (early forties,

we were in our mid-twenties). After I talked with him

for a while, I invited him to visit our apartment

because he mentioned to me that he loves Indian food,

and my wife happens to be a very good cook. 

The doctor came over to see us the next weekend, and

my wife was excited like a schoolgirl to cook a big

dinner for him. When he came over, she was dressed in

a beautiful red sari and he was quite surprised to see

her dressed that way. During the dinner, he repeatedly

complimented my wife on her dress and her looks and

started talking about how sexy Indian girls are. My

wife kept blushing and it was clear to me that they

were both very attracted to each other. He also talked

about his ex-wife and said that wives in Asian

cultures are better because they take good care of

their husbands. We started talking about his love life

and I asked him about his past relationships. He was

very frank and told us that since his divorce he had

had no steady girlfriend, but that he had been with

several women. He then winked at my wife and said that

he had never been with an Asian girl. Somehow I

blurted out that my wife had never been with an

American guy either. Of course he took it as a sign of

encouragement, and he started asking more questions

about her. I told him truthfully that she was a virgin

when I married her, and that she had not been with any

other guy before or since. My wife blushed deeply when

I said it, and pretended to be angry at me, but I

could tell that she was excited. 

After dinner, my wife started putting the dishes away,

and the doctor commented that he was surprised to see

her doing housework dressed that way, because the sari

appeared to be quite delicate. She said that it is

not, and he went over to her to have a closer look. My

wife had long flowing hair that reached nearly till

her hips, and since she didn’t tie her hair, it

covered much of her back. He held her hair up with

both hands to look at the sari closely. Since her

blouse was cut low in the back, much of her shoulder

was bare. She started blushing again, but was clearly

enjoying the show she was giving to both of us. He

then asked her how the sari is worn, and she explained

that most of it is wrapped around her waist and one

end is placed over the shoulder. 

He was surprised that there were no buttons or snaps

to hold it in place, and gently lifted the end of the

sari that was covering her shoulder and moved it away

from her body. The small blouse that she wore under

the sari was tight and made of very thin cloth and the

outline of her bra and the shape of her breasts were

clearly visible. She didn’t expect him to do this so

quickly, and she protested mildly, folding her arms

across her breasts to cover up, but soon stopped

trying and let us have a good look at her. My wife has

relatively small breasts, but they were firm and well

shaped, and a hint of her perky nipples was visible

from even under her bra. The blouse was cut low in the

front as well, and a little bit of her cleavage was

visible. The blouse reached just below her breasts and

her midriff was bare. 

She always wore her sari below her waistline, and

since she had a very small waist, her navel and belly

looked gorgeous above the folds of the sari. He then

dropped the end of the sari to the floor, and asked

her to turn around, to give us a view from all sides.

I already had a boner and was starting to wonder how

far this would go. He asked her what she wore under

the sari. She first blushed and pretended to be mad at

him for asking, but then told him she wore a skirt,

and raised the inner folds of the sari to show a

little of her underskirt in matching red. He then

playfully asked her what she had on under the skirt.

She didn't answer him, but she blushed deeply, and

picked up the end of her sari and put it back on, and

rushed back to the kitchen to finish putting the

dishes away. 

The doctor and I went to the living room to watch some

TV, and he told me that he thought my wife was very

sexy and that I was very lucky to have her. I thanked

him for the compliment and told him that my wife had

told me good things about him and seemed to be fond of

him. Somehow I liked the guy quite a bit, and I wasn’t

the least bit jealous about his enjoying the company

of my wife, especially since he was much older than

her. My wife joined us after a while. She had changed

into an ankle-length skirt and a top, and had tied her

hair in a knot. She was very petite and slim, and

looked almost like a teenager. The doctor was sitting

on the couch and I was on a chair, so she went and sat

next to him on the couch. He put his arm around her

and gave her a hug and a quick kiss on her lips. She

looked at me like she couldn’t believe what he was

doing, but I told her it was all right. He asked me if

it was OK to kiss her and I smiled to indicate my

approval. He held her head with both his hands and

started kissing her in earnest. I thought it was best

to leave them alone for a minute, so I excused myself

pretending to go to the bathroom. 

When I came back, she was sitting on his lap, and he

was still kissing her deeply. She had her eyes closed

and seemed to be melting in his arms. I wasn’t

bothered at all by this and in fact found it very sexy

to watch them together. I sat on a chair at the other

end of the room and watched them intently. I watched

as he held her head with one hand, and put his other

hand under her top to caress her breasts over her bra.

I could tell that my wife was very excited and she

seemed to tremble at his touch. Very soon he raised

her hands to remove her top, and then slowly unhooked

the thin white bra she had on and let it fall to the

floor. She looked at me and giggled, and she seemed

giddy with excitement. I could barely believe that my

wife was sitting topless on another man’s lap, but the

sight was incredibly exciting to me. He was more than

a foot taller than my wife, and she looked very tiny

next to him. 

He then got up, lifted her off his lap and laid her on

her back on the couch. He then knelt on the floor

beside her, and kissed her passionately on her mouth,

and then moved down her body, covering her neck,

breasts and belly with kisses. My wife seemed to be in

another world altogether, and was responding to his

touches with giggles and moans that seemed to excite

him even more. He slipped one hand under her skirt and

started feeling up her thighs. Her skirt had ridden up

to her thighs showing her legs that were covered in

knee-length stockings. He stopped and slowly rolled

down her stockings and removed them. Her toenails were

painted pink, and her feet looked very shapely and

delicate. He started kissing and licking her feet and

legs, tickling the soles of her feet mercilessly for a

couple of minutes as she laughed and thrashed about

uncontrollably. He then reached under her skirt and

lowered her panties and removed them. He then came

over to me, breathless with excitement, and asked me

in a whisper if I could give him a condom. I hadn’t

expected things to proceed this fast, but I went to

the bedroom, got one and gave it to him. 

He went back to my wife who was now sitting up on the

couch, and gave the condom to her. He then unbuckled

his belt, lowered his jeans and revealed a very

visible erection within his jockey shorts. He then

motioned to my wife to put the condom on him. She

hesitated for a second and looked at me and I gave her

the go-ahead. My wife got down, knelt on the floor and

then lowered his underwear with his help. His cock was

very stiff and pointed almost straight up with a

prominent pink head. She struggled to get the condom

packet opened, and then tried to put it on him. She

had never put on a condom before (I always did it

myself), so she fumbled with his cock and the condom

for a while, trying to get it on. After she was done,

he stepped out of his jeans and shorts, and laid her

on her back on the carpeted floor and lifted up her

skirt all the way, revealing her smooth thighs and

pubic area. 

He kissed her briefly on her pussy that was very

smooth and cleanly shaven, which is the way she

usually kept it. Her brown pussy lips looked moist and

inviting. He then parted her legs, folding them at the

knees and raised them till her knees were above her

chest. He knelt beside her and entered her

effortlessly. I knew that she must have been quite wet

because usually she needed to use a little lubricant

to ease with penetration. He started with slow, deep

strokes. My wife bit her lower lip and closed her

eyes, wincing occasionally when he thrust deeply into

her. I could not see her pussy from where I was

sitting, but it was incredibly erotic to watch her

with her legs spread widely apart, and his butt

bobbing up and down between her legs. His skin looked

very pale against the golden brown complexion of her

legs. He kept this up for a while and then started

thrusting harder and faster, causing my wife to let

out a grunt as he entered her each time. She was not

used to this, because I was usually much more gentle

with her. I suspected that it was hurting her a

little, but she did not say anything or to try to stop

him. She was also breathing faster and started to

sweat all over. 

He continued thrusting harder, occasionally stopping

to catch his breath. After he was finished, he rolled

over to the side and they snuggled for a while. My

wife was tired but she soon started giggling and

laughing as before. She got up and removed the condom

from his cock and disposed it off. She then came back

with a napkin and wiped off his cock, which was

covered in his cum. I was surprised because she had

never done this for me. She then gathered her clothes

and went to the bathroom to clean up. The doctor also

put his jeans back on and thanked me profusely and

told me how much he enjoyed it. When my wife came

back, he complimented her repeatedly. He stayed with

us for another hour enjoying a pot of coffee my wife

made. 

My wife was a little nervous after he left, worrying

about what she had done, and wondering whether anyone

would find out. I assured her that it was OK with me,

and that the doctor will be discreet about this (which

he was). He called us a couple of times during the

next week to chat, and asked if he could stop by

again. We both immediately agreed without any

hesitation. 

He showed up the next weekend with a big bouquet of

flowers for my wife, which of course pleased her very

much. This time my wife was not as nervous or shy as

before because she knew what was about to happen. He

said that he did not like to use a condom and offered

to get birth control pills for her. He said that he

had to give her a quick check-up before he could write

a prescription and offered to make an appointment at

his clinic the next week. My wife had never had an

OB/GYN exam, and I was curious about the exam and

asked him about it. He said that he needs to do some

basic checks and then do a breast exam, an internal

exam and a pap smear. He said I was welcome to

accompany my wife during the exam. This sounded very

exciting to me and I eagerly agreed. I joked with him

about how nice it was to be able to see many women

naked as part of his work. He admitted that it is very

interesting for him, but that most of his female

patients are much older and that he didn’t have many

that looked like my wife. Also he was an internist

(not an OB/GYN) and he didn’t do internal exams on

women often. 

After dinner he started cuddling with her. This time

he undressed her fully and he also got completely

naked. He had a nice build and it was clear that he

kept in good shape. He was very different from me

physically - taller and quite bigger. He had broad

shoulders, a hairy chest and strong arms, all of which

my wife seemed to like. They cuddled naked on the

couch for a while. He then picked up my wife and made

her sit on his lap and started nibbling on her tits

with one hand between her legs. He then put her down

on the floor and sat up straight on the couch, took

her hand and placed his cock in it. He motioned her to

come closer to his cock and my wife understood that he

wanted her to suck him. 

My wife had given me oral sex a few times before, but

only very briefly as a prelude to making love. He

caressed her hair and brought her head closer to his

cock, and she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips

around the head of his cock. She had deep red lipstick

on and it was a wonderful sight to see my wife

kneeling on the floor and taking his cock into her

mouth. Unlike me, he was circumcised. His cock was

about the same size as mine but it looked very

different because of his white skin, the bulbous pink

head, and the light brown hair that covered his pubic

area. He instructed her to do various things with her

mouth, like licking up and down the length of his

cock, flicking her tongue across the head of his cock,

and kissing the underside of his cock and his

testicles. He would then again have her take his cock

into her mouth with her lips wrapped tightly around

it, with his hands guiding her head up and down the

length of his cock. She got the hang of it quickly and

started doing it without his help, holding onto the

base of his cock with her thumb and index finger. 

When he was close to coming, he would stop her and ask

her to lick around and below his cock. This was

repeated several times, until his cock was covered in

her saliva and smeared lipstick. Unlike the first day,

I sat very close to them this time, so I had a very

clear view of all this. When he finally started

coming, his cock was still inside her mouth, but he

pulled out quickly and his cum fell on her chin, neck

and breasts. She acted like she was grossed out, and

scolded him for not warning her. She then ran to the

bathroom to clean up, and came back after a while,

still fully nude, with a damp cloth and wiped off the

cum and lipstick from his cock. He thanked her,

apologized to her and told her she was so sexy he

couldn’t hold back. 

He gave her an appointment for an exam a few days

later for getting birth control pills. I stayed with

her throughout the exam. His nurse took her in, and

got her to change into a gown. The nurse was a little

surprised that I wanted to stay with her for the exam.

My wife explained to her that she wanted me with her

for support. The nurse did the preliminaries like her

blood pressure and temperature, and then left us. The

doctor then came in, winked at us, but proceeded to

examine her professionally. He asked her a few

questions about family history, and did some basic

checks. He then opened her gown in front and checked

her breasts for lumps. He felt her up all around her

breasts and under her arms, except for her nipples

which were very perky and stood out clearly. He also

explained to her that she needs to do breast

self-exams and showed her how to. He then closed her

gown and asked her to lie down and then slide down the

table. He helped her put her feet into the supports,

and raised her gown to the waist and spread her knees

widely apart. I went over to the foot of the table so

that I had a good view. He put on latex gloves and

inserted a finger into her pussy and examined her

internal walls. He explained what he is doing as he

went on examining her insides for a while. He then

inserted a speculum in her to hold her pussy open. I

was amazed at the view he had of my wife, with her

legs spread obscenely apart and her cleanly shaven

pussy on display, held open with the speculum so that

he could see deep inside her pussy. The insides of her

pussy looked very moist and pink. He wrapped up the

rest of the exam in another few minutes, and took a

sample for the pap smear. After she got dressed, he

gave her a ton of free samples of birth control pills

and asked her to start taking the pills every day. 

From then onwards, we continued seeing him on most

weekends. He would usually stop by on Fridays. He

would always bring a nice gift for my wife, including

expensive items like jewelry occasionally. Sometimes

he would stay overnight and leave the next morning. My

wife was much more relaxed after the first day and

started enjoying the whole thing more. The three of us

became very intimate, and we started talking very

openly about everything. Since she was on the pill, he

always had unprotected sex with her (which she

preferred too). We were both pretty naive about sexual

things then, and he taught us both many new things and

he also got her to do many things she had never tried

before. He liked to be quite aggressive with her and

treated her more roughly than I ever did. She didn’t

seem to mind it much, and I let him push her around a

little bit. He clearly enjoyed the power he had over

her, and especially seemed to like to do her in front

of me. His favorite was to do her doggy style on the

floor, or to have her sit on his cock and ride him.

She had done neither of these before. He would usually

make her face me, so that I can see the expressions on

her face. He could last much longer than I could. It

took longer for him to get an erection (usually she

had to suck him for a while to get him up) but once he

was up he took a long time to come. He taught her to

rub her clit as she was riding his cock, and she

learned to get herself off this way. When he stayed

over, he would sleep in our bed with us with my wife

in the middle usually wearing only a T-shirt and

panties. He would spend much time cuddling with her,

and would usually make love to her in the morning as I

lay next to them watching. When he took a shower in

the morning, he would take her with him to the shower

and have her soap, wash and dry him off. She was happy

to go along with his demands and I didn’t mind it much

either because he was very sweet and gentle with her

always. 

We also went to his house often. He had a nice house

in the suburbs with a lot more room to play. His house

had a wooded backyard with a lot of privacy and he

liked to barbecue in the backyard. He had a

well-stocked bar and we both liked to play drinking

games with my wife, usually getting her very drunk.

She gets drunk easily and is a lot of fun when she is

drunk. We made up several silly games designed so that

my wife would lose and would have to take off her

clothes or do embarrassing things like stay topless as

we grilled in the backyard, or to pee in the open in

the backyard as we both watched her. He had a small

collection of porn movies that we watched together. My

wife had never seen any before and it was an

eye-opener for her. We got her to try to imitate some

of the girls in the movies. 

Unlike many experiences I have read about wife

sharing, we never did a threesome. A few times, I made

love to her or had her suck me in front of him

(usually when he encouraged me to), but I always

preferred to just watch. Those days I used to make

love to her almost everyday, so I didn't mind holding

back on those days when the doctor visited. It was

doubly exciting for me to watch because I always loved

to see my wife with another guy, and I also found it

very sexy to watch an Asian gal with a white guy

because they seemed to go very well together. I guess

it is kind of like many white husbands who want to see

their wives with black guys. 

We continued this for about 5 months, after which he

started dating an Asian-American girl (who he later

married). We both continued to see him as our doctor

for a couple more years. He even continued to do my

wife's annual pelvic exams. We also met him and his

wife socially a few times but nothing more happened.

We eventually moved to a different state. Overall, it

was a great experience for us and it changed my sex

life with my wife completely

Meri Didi Chudi Naukar Se

Yeh tab ki kahani hai jab meri didi ki shaadi nahin hui thi. Main aur meri didi (elder sister) dada ji ke gaaon gaye the wahan Bhima karke ek naukar tha main tabhi 19 saal ka thaa aur meri didi 22 ki bhima 34 saal ka ek hatta katta aadmi thaa. Naukar hone ke baawajud bhi mere saath uski dost bahut khaas ho gayi thi.woh mere saath bahut close tha. Hum dono ek saath masturbate kiya karte the aur gandi gandi baatein bhi kiya
Karte usne ek di khet me jab hum dono ekele te aur aise hi hot hot baatein karte the tab muje kaha ki teri did bahut mast maal hai. Meri didi film actrs Rani Mukharjee ki duplicate jaisi dikhti hain.mujhe thoda ajib laga lekin maine puccha kya tu karne chata hai usse? Bhima ne kaha uske gaand me bhi daalunga aur chut me bhi mujhe bura toh lag raha tha phir bhi josh aaraha tha.
Uska lauda kaafi mota thaa,7 inches ka yah uss se bhi lamba tha aur maine kaha ki itna bada andar jaayega unke? Usne haste hue kaha uski chaudi gaand dekh kar pata chaltaa hai ki aaraam se jaaayega. Phir usne puchha kya usne ab tak kisi se chudwayi hogi maine kaha nahin maalum. Sis aur me dada ji ke ghar pe ek hi room me saath hi sote the usne puchha ki raat ko sote waqt woh kya pahenti hain.maine bataya ki night gown bola braa pehnti hai kya raat ko?
Usne mujh se bola aaj raat ko jab sorahi hogi to touch karke pata kar aur mujhe bata aur yeh bhi batana ki raat ko panty bhi pehnti ki nahin maine raat ko jab woh gaheri nind me thi toh unke boobs par haath daalaa.bra nahin tha boobs kadak the 34 size ke the yah usse bhi thoda bada par nighty ke andar haath maarne se darr lagta thaa phir agle din bataya naukar ko ki woh raat ko bra nahin pehnti hai par panty ka pata nahin
Usne kaha bra nahin hai toh thoda aasani hogi panty nahin pahentihogi toh aur bhi aasaan hojaayega.phir naukar ne kaha ki panty toh pehnti hogi lekin nightn gown hai toh zyada mushkil nahin hogi main samajh nahin paya usne bataya ki agar raat ko sab ke sone ke baad main darwaja ka lock khula kardunga toh woh sis ko chod dega maine puchha ki agar woh chillayi aur sab ko pata chal gaya toh usne kaha ki usne
Aise 3/4 auraton ko zabardasti choda haiek baar chodlene k baad koi nahin bataati usne kaha ki jab hum log wapas jaane wale honge uske paheli waali raat ko karega phir us din waali raat ko hum sub sogaye toh raat ke kareeb 11 baje maine jaakar darwaja ka lock andar se khula chod diya aur aakar bed pe sogaya sister palang ke bahar ki taraf soyi hui thi Kareeb 12 baje naukar andar aayaa usne lock ko andar se
Band kiya bed ke pass pahunch kar apna sara kapda utar ke nanga hogaya phir bistar pe aagaya aur woh didi ke bagal me let gayaphir apne ek taang ko unke dono taango ke upar rakhaa didi upar ki taraf face karke sorahi thi phir usne apne right hand ko nightgown ke andar daal diya aur dusre haat se didi ke boobs ko masalta hue unke neck aur gaalon ko chumne laga didi ne thodisi halchal ki phir achaanak jhatake se uthgayi aur chaunk kar boli kaun?
Usne dherese kaha main Bhima hoon didi ko samajh me nahin aayaa hoga ki yeh sab kya hone laga hai unhone Bhima ko apne se dur hatane ki koshish ki aur kaha teri itni himmat dur hat par woh didi ko kas kar pakad rakha tha aur uske ek haath unki gown ke andar hi thaa. Usne meri Didi ko chup karwaate hue kahene laga ki agar woh zyada shor karengi toh bagal me Raj (yaani main) leta hua hai uth jaayegaa aur phir sab ko
Pata chalegaa toh unki hi badnaami hogi main toh naukar hoon mujhe nikaal diya jaayega par main kahungaa ki aap ne hi mujhe bulaya tha usne kaha Didi ji bas ek baar chupchaap kar lene do kisiko kuchh pataa nahin chalega didi machal rahi thi aur use apne se hatane ki koshish kar rahi thi dhire dhire awaz me lekin tezi se bol rahi thi bhima chhod mijhe please chhod par Bhima ne apna kaam zaari rakhaa thaa ek haat se
Usne meri didi ke dodo haathon ko unke sar ke upar rakh kar kaske pakad rakhaa thaa aur dusre hathaa ko unki nighty ke andr daal kar masal rahathaa. Bhima ne unki nightgown ko unke jaangho ke upar tak sarka diya thaa.Ek taang se didi ke dono taango ko dabaa kar rakhaa thaa aur dhire dhire didike kaano me yeh phusphusa kar kahe raha thaa Didi ek baar kar lene do bas ek baar maze se karwa lo but achhhaa
Lagaega yeh kahete hue unke gaal ko neck ko chaat raha thaa aur sungh raha tha. Didi koshish karke bhi bhima ko hata nahin paarahi thi.bhima ek haath se unke boobs masalne laga andhere me pata nahin chal raha tha ki didi ne aankhe band kiya tha ya nahin par didi ke saanse tez hone lagi thi aur unka badan akad ne laga tha usne phir gown ke upar se hi bobs ko dabaya aur unke jaango ke bich me haath ghisna Shuru kar
Diya thaa usne didi ke lips ko chumne ki koshish kiya par did ne chera ghuma liya mujhe laga didi ki halat toh kate hue murgi jaisi hue hogayi thi usne didi ke earlobes ko chaatne laga didi bas bol rahithi chhod de mujhe chhod de please par bhima unko kas ke pakad rakha thaa fir usne gown ke upar se hi unki chuchi chusne laga aur Shaayad nipples ko daant se kaant diyaa did ne halki si chikh chodi aauch usne didi ke
Jaangho ke beech se haath nikaal kar thida zor laga ke unke peeth ko bistar se thoda upar kar ke night gown ko upar sarka kar boobs ko bahar nikal diya fir woh unki nipples ko baari baari me chusne laga didi ne panty pehan rakhi thi usne unke panty ke andar haath daal diya didi ki saanse tez hone lagi woh bich bich me unki nipple ko daanton se kaat bhi raha tha aur paagal ki taraah chus raha thaa tab bhi woh ek haat se
Unke dono haatho ko pakad kar rakhaa hua tha dusre haath se lagaataa unki panty ke andar daalta toh nikal kar unke pet boobs jaangho ko sahelata aur phir andar dal ta didi ne apane dono taange jakad kar rakhi thi usne zor lagake unki gaand ko upar karne ki koshish karte hue unki panty ko niche sarkaya.aur apne tango se ghis ghis kar nikal diya phir apne dono tango ko istemaal karke unke taango ko khol diya aur unki
Chut masalne laga chut masalate hue kehenlaga didi kitne jhaant hei ye toh jangal bangaya hai aur didi aaahh karke chillapad uske harkat se pata chal ki usne ek ungli daal diya hai woh bol raha thaa didi tum toh gile hone lagi ho kitna tight hai tumhara aaahhh kitna naram garam hai aisa kahete hue usne apni ungli se aur zor zor karne laga didi ab buri tarah sisak rahi thiphir usne didi ko kiss karne ki kosshish kiya par
Didi ne nahin karne diya usne chut se ungli nikaal kar unko apne taraf thoda paltaayaa aur unki gaand me bahut zor se ek thappad maara thappad se didi ne aahhhaa kaheti hui munh kholi to usne uska munh didi ke munh me daal diya usne unki boob dabane laga aur ek nipples ko zor se chusa aur itne zor se daant lagaya ki didi ne chikh kar uske sar ke baal ko apne haath se pakad liya jaise didi ne uske sar se haath hataya toh
Usne phir se zor se kaanatta aur didi ne ssshhh kare phir uske sar ke baalon ko pakad liye phir se didi ne haath hataya toh usne wiasa hi kiya ab didi ne uske sar ko ek haath se pakad liya aur haath uske sar se hataya nahin usne ek haath se didi ke ek haath ko pakad rakhaa thaa apne lund ko unke jaangjoo se ghis raha thaa aur ab didi uske sar ke balon ko ek haath se pakad kar sisikiyaa bhar rahi thi aaahhhhmm nipples ko chuste
Hue jab didi ne uske sar ko selana shuru kiya toh usne didi ke dusre haath ko lekar uske land par rakha didi ne jaise hi waha se haath hataane ki koshhish kiya toh usne phir se nipples ko kantaa didi ne lakpaka kar uske lund ko pakad liya.usne nipples chusna chod kar didi ke earlobes ko chaat te hue kahene laga did use sehlaao achhe se pakdo aahh dekho yeh tumhaari chut me jaane keliya teyaar hai ya nahin didi upar n
Niche karo haann waise hi karo mujhe pata chal raha tha ki did uske lund ko sahela rahi hain woh kahe raha thaa didi uske upar ungi se sehlaao nahin nahin aisa karo aaaahh didi karte raho aaahh yeh kehkar usne apne lund pe haath lekar kuch harkat kiya aur kehne laga hhaaa waise hi kara oohhhoohhmmm aahhh uske lund ke upri hissa ko didi ungli se sehlaa rahi thi lund ki topi par ungli ragad rahi thi.
Phir usne apne do ungli unki chut me daal diya didi tadap utthi boli aahh pain horaha hai woh kahene laga didi ab to do hi ungli hi gaya hai isse smbhaal nahin paayogi toh mere mote se lund ko kase khaaogi? Ahhaa didi main toh tumhari chut main ungli daal kar chaudi kar rahi hoon yeh toh bilkul kunwari chut hai hhaaii pahele mujhe rasta bane do phir aaraam se andar bahar karung apna lund daal kar.
Yeh kehte hue usne ungli andar bahar karke chut ko ungli se chod ne laga aur unke mumme chusne chaat ne laga aise 5 minute tak rane ke baad woh didi ke  upar aagaya aur unki dono taango ko aur khula kar diya phir apna gaand thoda upar karme lund ko unki chut ki chhed par rakh kar ghisne laga didi siskiya bhar rahi thi usne didi ko phir se smooch karne ki koshish kiya par didi ne nahin diya usne unki chut pe lund ko ek
Dhakaa diya didi ne chikh bhari uuuuhhhaaaa usne phirse chumna start kardiya par uska lund andar nahin gaya tha usne didi ke sar ke nichhe se pillow nikala ek haath se unke kamara ko thoda upar uthha kar gaand k nichhe pillow daal diya unki taango ko aur thoda se phailaya aur thoda upar uthaya phir ek zor ka dhakkaa lagaya didi ki chikh bahar nahin aapaya kyon ki woh unke munh me apna munh dala huaa thaa.
Ab uska lund kareeban aadhaa andar ghus chuka thaa.usne andar bahar karna shuru kardiyaa phir dhire dhire chodne laga kareeban 5 minute tak aise hi chodne ke baad usne aur ek dhakka lagaya iss baar uska puraa lund didi ke chut andar chala gaya.ab didi sisak rahi thi aur Bhima ne unke dono taango ko apne kamar ke upar uthaa liya didi ne roka nahin balki apne taango se uske kamar ko jakad liya aur woh zor zor
Sedhakka lagane laga didi ab sisak rahi thi unki munh se hhhmm aaahhhuuuuhh karke dhimi dhimi awaz aane lagi thi bhima ne apna raftaar badhaya aur didi ke taango ko apne kandhe ke upar uthaa kar rakhaa ab didi uske haathon me kholona ban chuki thi bina aitraaj kiya didi ne apane taange uske kandhe par rakhausne didi ko chumte hue kaha didi apne dono haatho se mere gaand ko sehlaaomdidi ne apane dodno haath ko
Uske kamar ke niche lejaakar uske gaand ko sehlaane lagi main toh dekh kar hairaan hogay ki yeh wohi didi hain jo kuchh der pahele kahe rahi thi bhima chhod de mujhe chhod de please. Mian samjh gaya thaa ki didi ko masti aane lagi hi. Main bhi apna lind bistar pe ragad raha tha. Meri aankho ke samne Bhimaa aur zor zor ka dhaka lagaane laga tha uska aadhaa lund bahar nikal raha thaa aur woh zor zor se
Dhakkaa maar maar ke didi ke boobs ko masal raha tha bich bich me unki boobs se haath hataa kar unki gand par zordaar thappad maar raha tha aur didi sisi kar oohh maaaaahhh aaauuchh kar rahi thi didi ki siskiyon ko sun kar uska speed aur badhne laga tha aur aise hi 10/12 minute ke baad woh rocket jaisa speed pakda aur didi ne bhi uske kamar ko tight karke pakad kar apni gand upar uachhaalne
Lagi aur phir dono sunn hoakar shaant ho gaye bhima didi ke upar ludak gaya. Mujhe pata chala ki dono ne paani chhod diya hai uss raat bhima ne didi ko aur ek baar kuttiya bana kar choda aur unki munh me apna paani bhi daal kar unko virya pilaya yeh sab agle part me bataaunga agar app logon ko meri kahani pasnad aayegi toh mujhe likhen e mail

2 BHK for rent

To find an apartment for rent for two single ladies is now officially categorized as herculean task. I had lost count of number of houses that I and my friend, Riya had visited over the past 6 days.

The mobile numbers of brokers filled up my contact list every time we explained the house owner that it is not a family but only two 22 year old unmarried ladies, who are going to move in, he would slowly call the broker to one side of the room and start whispering.

We immediately knew that even this house is gone for a toss. Spinsters are considered as evil witches who cast spell on men and bring them home and do nasty godforsaken things with them. That’s the rumour that these species called house owners heard as their bedtime stories when they were kids.

We tried to politely explain to him that we have got a job here and we work for a well-known MNC as software developers. We will pay rent on time and cause no havoc in whatever little time we get to spend at home after the company sucks out our life each day. But it fell in deaf ears.

We were given 7 days of free accommodation in the company sponsored hotel and we were running out of time. Staying in PG for women seemed to be our only hope. We did not like it one bit. Deepti”! Riya called out loud. She was furiously searching for the houses for rent in Sulekha.

She wanted me to check out this place which was around 6 kms from our office; it had 2 BHK, one open terrace and also 2 bathrooms. The rent quoted was also reasonable. I immediately dialled the number just to get the broker on the other end.

He told us that the place was already nearly booked by someone else but on hearing a female voice, he told us to meet him at a set location and check out the house never-the-less. Me and Riya got dressed and took an auto to the location.

The broker was scary looking man who stood over 6 feet tall and weighed close to 110 kilo’s. He was riding an old Yamaha bike and his bottom engulfed the entire seat. We slowly walked behind him as he took us through a lane.

We walked and walked till we reached dead-end. Riya and I exchanged glances. The last house, Madam”, said the ogre.  An independent house with 2 floors with withering paint stared at us 2 BHK ma’am, no pollution, no traffic sound, the owner very good.

The ogre continued in his broken English. He rang the calling bell, and a fat plump lady wearing a saree which displayed her 3 tires around her belly opened the door. Princess Fiona and broker ogre, where is the donkey?

The fat lady had a serious conversation with the broker ogre in their colloquial language. I felt the ground below me shake as her voice boomed over the word rent. Riya was cool. She had already started walking around here and there as if she knew this house was ours for the taking.

No Boyfriends here”, the fat lady’s voice pierced in my head. I was so scared that I nodded by default. The fact that she said boyfriends instead of just boyfriend gave me a feeling that she thought I was a slut, or will become one soon.

Tell your friend also. I again nodded. She went inside and came back with a key and gave it to the broker ogre come, upstairs room. Full ventilation marble flooring Riya looked excited. She liked isolated houses. I like flats with lot of people around me.

I felt secure then and the front room was not that big one bedroom was bigger than the other. The kitchen opened to a terrace where there was so much place clothes hanging you and owner family said the ogre share. Oh!

I understood that he wanted to tell me that this terrace will also be used by the owner’s family to dry clothes. Riya was flying around the house like a butterfly. She seemed to like this place.

The problem began the broker ogre, house booked by another man pay extra 1000 Rs and house yours. Yes said Riya immediately. I looked at her. She had a pleading look on her face and I did not want to say NO. 10 months advance and if you leave within a year, 2 months’ rent will be deducted and one month rent is my fees.

This the broker spoke in perfect English. I agreed as this is the process followed by every single house owner in this city. You can shift after you pay advance. Today also ok, the ogre grinned. Stupid ogre! “Who stays downstairs?

I asked him good family. Wife you saw before, husband gone to work, one kid gone to school. Fiona looked scary, wondering how Shrek will be. I smiled. We wanted to move in tomorrow, we paid the advance, paid the broker.

We did not have much of luggage. We had to buy everything from scratch. We moved in. Fiona smiled for the first time as I handed over the cheque to her. She must have really felt like a princess then. We never met her husband till date.

It seems like he did not have veto powers in that house to decide the tenants. All was done by Fiona. Riya liked the terrace the best. She was a hardcore Yoga enthusiast and always woke up by 6 to do her acrobatics. She had a well maintained body and a flat stomach.

Though not flat I had little flesh where is mattered and was too lazy to do Yoga or exercise of any sort. The husband or the official house owner it seems was out of station for some days. The kid was nice, he was around 10 and resembled baby shrek.

One morning while we were going to work, we climbed down the stairs to the gate, I saw a man topless scratching the hair on his chest looking at the motor. He seemed to be shocked to see us first. He then smiled at us. There was an evil grin to it.

Riya smiled back. New tenants, he asked. Yes Riya replied. Do you like the house? Like it very much replied Riya. Come sometime for coffee in our house when you are free , said the topless man, still rubbing his chest. He had a dhoti.

He had a sacred thread around his body to show his Brahmin origin. His pot belly prevented him from seeing his toes when he looked down. Shrek family did exist here. We smiled and we ran off to work.

There was a sound of laughter in my head as I tried to clear my mind. Was it just a dream or did I really hear it. I looked at the time it was 6:30 am. I got up and checked the other bedroom for Riya. She was not there.

She must be doing Yoga. I heard another roar of laughter. When did she start laughter therapy sessions like those mad people who believed that laughing with their hands raised without any reason on the roadside can prevent heart attacks?

And they can eat masala chicken soon after they get home as laughter therapy shields them against cholesterol and triglyceride levels in their body.
I looked out of the window and I saw Riya was talking to the house owner. He was topless as usual.

He had a small steel tumbler in his hands. He did not look like he did Suryanamaskar 101 times a day. He had come to see Riya. I could not hear what they were talking but from what it looked, Shrek was talking about his pot belly and his hands were rubbing his belly.

I did not like his intentions one bit. Riya was in a t shirt and her track pants. I opened the door and told Riya to make tea. The house owner did not like it. He smiled at me. His eyes conveyed the fact that he will first get her and then it will be my turn soon. He was around 45 years old.

Riya reluctantly went inside. She was not of suspicious nature by birth. She liked to talk to everyone, unlike me who suspected everyone. The house owner wanted to say something to me but he thought against it and smiled and climbed down the stairs.

I did not want to scare Riya by telling her about my doubts to her. Riya told me that he does his morning prayers in the terrace and he was very funny. I nodded and refrained from asking anymore to end that conversation. While walking down the stairs, Princess Fiona turned up.

She said she was leaving to her hometown for 2 weeks as it was summer vacation for her son. I was not happy to hear that. Uncle will be here. Your duplicate keys will be with him. I was sad on hearing this. 2 weeks of freedom for Shrek. Wondering what plans he had in his head. I was sure it involved us for sure.

Next day morning, I woke up and upon not finding Riya, I peeped out of the window and I saw topless Uncle Shrek and Riya on the terrace. It seems he had made tea for her as the cup she was holding was of alien origin. The topic for today was also pot belly as he still had his other hand run over his belly.

I did not barge in this time. I wanted to see to extend he will go. Since it was the last house of the lane no one could see them on the terrace. I watched him as he outlined the shape of his belly with his hand. Innocent Riya was listening to all his fake problems intently and staring at his belly. God, this girl is so dumb.

I wanted to slap her and of course him. I was about to go there when Riya stretched her hand and touched his pot belly. He would have asked her to feel it. She was actually reluctant but he said something and she laughed. Her other hand was also on his belly.

She was pressing it. I had no clue what uncle Shrek was telling her. But it seemed to work for him. A young girl had her hands around his stomach. Ah! She must be telling him about different yoga styles that he could do to reduce belly fat. The old fart could not care less, all that he should do is hog less.

Before he could do anything more, I made a sound of door opening which caught him off guard. I walked in. Riya was laughing and telling me to look at his pot belly. I did not smile. He wants to do yoga to reduce the fat. I stared at him. He felt uncomfortable and asked me if I needed tea.

I said No. He took the glass from Riya and immediately rushed off. After he left, Riya imitated Uncle’s looks by keeping a pillow inside her t-shirt. I told her if she was not careful, she won’t need a pillow to imitate him. She did not even understand the point.

This was becoming a routine now. The next day I woke up to see topless Shrek in underwear this time, the one which has some more length. He was a Brinjal with hands and legs but with a cunning head. Riya was lying on the floor and demonstrating some asana. He was eying Riya from head to toe.

I opened the window slightly to hear what they were talking. She got up and told Uncle Shrek to do the same. His master plan required him to do some hard work. He had calculated this effort as he lay flat. I could see them clearly. He had purposely tied the naada loosely.

His butt-crack was visible. I felt that his underwear will slide down completely. After trying in vain to lift any of his body parts, he gave up. Riya was laughing. She was always in a jolly mood. He got up after Riya helped him to stand.

He complained of pains everywhere. He pointed to a place on his back. Riya immediately pressed that part to see if there was pain. He let out a ooucch. What a Jerk! Oscar winning performance and he was also rubbing his belly and Riya was then massaging his belly cause he felt intense pain there.

He sat on the stool nearby. Riya was standing near him. He asked her if he went home and repeated this exercise which parts of his body would reduce fat. Riya said that this was majorly to reduce belly. He face was on the same height as Riya’s belly now. She was wearing a t shirt.

I want to get a belly like yours” said the fart face. I knew what he was getting at. Riya was not getting it at all. She blushed actually. I think it must be flat and smooth” uncle continued. Riya blushed uncontrollably. He again ran his hand around his belly and then looked at Riya’s belly.

It can’t be this big said Uncle Shrek. Riya laughed. No ways it can be that big. Saying this she slowly lifted her t shirt revealing her perfectly flat navel out in the open for Uncle to see. His eyes lit like 100 Watt bulb on seeing the bare skin of a 22 year old girl.

Her belly button was hidden as her track pants covered it. She lifted it a bit and let Uncle get a good look at her belly. He immediately told her that she has a very beautiful stomach that he has ever seen which made Riya beam with pride. Look at my belly button continued Uncle Shrek. It has gone under my belly now.

Riya looked down at her stomach. She saw that her belly button was invisible. Can I also see your belly button”? asked Uncle innocently . Yes, replied Riya. But Riya had held up her t shirt with both the hands. Can I?” asked Uncle.

Ok nodded Riya. He slowly brought his hands towards. This was the luckiest day of that Bastards life. He held her pants and slowly pulled it down bringing into view the most beautiful belly button that he will ever get to see in his lifetime.

He pulled her pants dangerously down just above her panties. He now stared at her navel. He was at loss of words. He kept staring at her navel. Stupid dumbass Riya was beaming with pride. “This is the most beautiful navel I have ever seen”, were the words that Uncle could manage to say.


That devil, he was taking advantage of her and I was not doing anything to stop him. I had to do something before he rapes her there. I pushed a steel vessel and it made a loud noise. Riya immediately pulled down her t shirt and ran towards the sound.

Uncle shrek would have been disappointed. He immediately ran down. He would go and shag his dick out. I knew immediately that he was not going to stop till he pins Riya and also me. I was scared to leave Riya alone even for a minute when he was there that day.

The next day morning, I woke up early around 5 am. I saw Riya had not woken up as it was Saturday. I looked out of the window and saw Uncle lingering around here and there. I saw Uncle fiddling with his cell. He was calling Riya. I heard the ring as Riya picked up.

She half-heartedly woke up and went to the terrace. She did not even brush. She was wearing a knee length skirt and a loose shirt. She was in no mood for any yoga. Still Uncle did not give up hope. He told her to just stand there and instruct him.

 The wind was blowing in full strength and poor Riya had a hard time holding on to her skirt from getting lifted. The shirt that she was wearing was uncontrollable. It was not tucked to her skirt and it was flying around clearly showing bit of her navel here and there much to Uncle’s delight.

Riya was again focusing on the yoga asanas, whereas Uncle deliberately did things wrong so as to make Riya correct him by touching him. Riya made him lie flat on the mat on his belly. It was a difficult thing for him. She wanted him to lift his head up and also simultaneously lift one leg up.

The doti was not letting him lift his leg. Riya was getting annoyed with it. Uncle can you remove that dhoti and keep it in the side, it might help you better” suggested Riya. This was exactly what he wanted to hear in a flash he removed his dhoti. Riya was shocked so was I.

He was wearing very small underwear barely covering his ass. Large parts of his ass were on display to Riya. It was too late and would hurt him if she asked him to put it back on, so Riya did not say anything. That was a green light for him.

He was next to naked on the terrace. Riya tried to ignore the ass staring at her face and made him lift his leg. He was a LPG cylinder to lift. Uncle tilted and lay on his back now. This was a surprise as Riya could make out a huge bulge in front of his underwear tracing his animal inside.

Can you demonstrate it to me once please? Riya was shocked to see Uncle like this. She had never thought the session would turn out to be like this. She asked him to shift. He stood up. Riya then lay on the mat on her front. He knew which position to stand to get a good view.

Riya then told uncle that he should raise his neck and count till 5 and then slowly lift his left leg up and count till 5. She then slowly lifted her left leg. Her skirt was dancing in the wind and as soon as she lifted her leg. It rose up. Riya immediately tried to pull it down.

Uncle told her not to worry about the wind. Uncle was standing right behind her so that he could get a clear view of her panty when she lifted her leg. Can I help u lift your leg” asked the uncle. Riya refused. No problem, I can do it saying this uncle held her left leg and pulled it up.

Her skirt was up all the way revealing her yellow panty. I could see the bulge of his underwear expanding from where I was standing. He slowly helped her leg back and then he held her right leg and lifted it. The skirt was of a thin material and it raised up all the way displaying Riya’s ass to him clearly.

Riya then turned around. She knew that damage was done, he had seen her panty. She looked at his underwear; it resembled the creature that we had seen in the movie tremors. Riya was mesmerized and she somehow couldn’t take her eyes of his underwear.

He knew where she was looking at. I was spellbound. Now I wanted to see to what extend Riya could control herself your stomach” said Uncle Shrek, he was now staring at her stomach. Riya came back to her senses. What?” she asked.

After doing so many workouts, does it become hard or is it still soft. Riya again blushed, she did not want to comment on herself. Its ok-ok, she replied. What does that mean?”, cunning Shrek asked her. Well!  Not hard at all!

Oh common! it must be like a rock now” teased Uncle Shrek. No No, its not. Riya was lying on the mat now on her back. Uncle was sitting in his world class near naked underwear. Oh common, I should at least get to know what it feels after I do so many asanas. Riya was laughing at this.

One time please” begged Uncle beggar ok”! replied Riya. Uncle was on cloud number 999. Breathe normally now. Let me feel it. Riya closed her eyes and started breathing slowly. Uncle touched her stomach over her shirt. “It’s very hard “uncle said.

That’s cause you are feeling my shirt. Lift it and then you will know. Uncle was getting what he wanted. He carefully lifted her shirt. But to his dismay, he could only see the skirt as it was tied high up. He pressed his hands on her stomach on top of her skirt and said hard it is.

Riya was expecting this. She was not going to give up . Wait she replied. She quickly released the hook of her skirt. There was a zip near it and she pulled it now and then dragged her skirt down. The skirt was very loose now the wind now lifted the other end of the skirt all the way up revealing her panty to Uncle.

Ok let me solve this saying this pulled down her skirt entirely from her legs. Riya was stunned. Uncle then placed the skirt near his dhoti that she had earlier removed tit for tat. Riya was lying in her panty now. I could feel my pulse quicken as Uncle then undid the buttons of her shirt.

Riya was not even trying to stop him. She was enjoying it. He knew he had her in his control now. He slowly undid all the buttons of her shirt and spread it apart. She had the most beautiful pair of breasts covered by a maroon bra.

He then slowly lifted her and removed her shirt completely out of her body. I was watching all this in disbelief. He slowly caressed his hand on her soft navel. She had her eyes closed. He was slowly running his hands around her belly button.

It must have been giving her goose bumps. He then slowly started running his hand towards her breasts. His other hand was now caressing her inner thighs. She was totally under that fat man’s spell. Riya was twisting and turning her body as each touch of his tickled her.

He whispered something in her ears and Riya blushed. He then slowly bend his head and kissed her navel. Riya jumped out of pleasure. I could see that he wanted to strip her naked on the terrace. His hands were slowly on top of her panties and trying to pull it down.

Suddenly the alarm clock in her bed rang as it was usual 6 o clock for her to wake up. Riya jumped up. She immediately put her clothes back on. There was noticeable disgust on the old man’s face. She ran to switch off the alarm before it woke me up.

I ran to my bedroom before she came in. Uncle Shrek went down the stairs. He might as well shoot his ton load of cum in the bathroom and not inside Riya. I acted as if I was sleeping when Riya came to check on me. I could sense she had gone to the bathroom.

I suddenly realized that I was dripping wet in my panty. All the time I was watching them, I was feeling what Riya would have felt. I touched my panty and it was like Chirapunji. I woke up, cleaned myself and went to Riya. She was in a trance.

It was like she was fighting in her head whether to tell me or not. There was a pause and she said Good morning. So she decided to hide it from me. I mean how can she tell this to me. She made out with an old ugly fat potbellied man who nearly stripped her naked.

She made coffee and breakfast for me as an act of penance for hiding such a thing from me. I did not want to probe into it also. I did not want to stop her from doing this again with him. I liked the feeling of just watching. It made me happy as of now atleast.

I waited for Saturday to end fast. I wanted it to be morning again. I kept the cell vibrator on so that I can wake up at 5am. I was too excited to even sleep. It was 1 am when my adrenaline stopped pumping. Wondering if Riya could sleep at all!

At 5am my phone woke me up but I did not wake up until I was sure Riya would have gone out. I heard a sound soon after as it must be Riya checking on me. Oscar award for me this time for Best actress in a Mute movie. I heard the door close and I knew Riya was out in the terrace.

I slowly woke up and went near my usual hiding place. I could see Riya was there first. He was playing with her. She was in her night pant and top. I could feel some movement as our Hero came up through the stairs. He was topless as usual and he wore his dhoti.

He came near Riya and he had his mat in his hand. He spread it on the floor. He then went close to her. My heart beat was around 150 bpm let alone Riya’s. He slowly pulled her close to him and his bare belly pressing on to hers. He made her sit on the mat.

Then he placed both hands on her shoulders and pushed her backwards. She was now on her back lying on the mat. He placed his hands on her eyes. She closed hers. He then started lifting her top over her head. She co-operated and it came out in a second.

He then pulled down her night pant and it was out of her body in no time. She was breathing heavily. He went down and kissed her navel. It was a long wet kiss as his tongue found every inch of her navel. She was wriggling in his arms.

Her hands were running over his hair. He then pulled her panty down. She helped him bring it out of her legs. Her beautiful pussy lips were wet. Uncle Shrek moved his lips further down and licked her pussy lips. She jerked out in pleasure. He then spread her legs and put his head between her legs.

He then started vigorously licking her pussy. His tongue was deep down her pussy and she was moaning uncontrollably. Her whole body shook with each lick of his. Just when she was to get her first orgasm, he stopped. She was in state of limbo.

He then removed his dhoti from where I could see I saw his huge ass as he removed it. He was not wearing his world class underwear this time. Riya could see his penis. I think he wanted her to suck it. Riya was totally under his spell. She lifted her head and took his organ in her hand.

It was huge. She started licking on the sides as it was not possible for her to swallow it. The old man was not satisfied. He wanted it inside her throat. He pushed it towards her mouth. She slowly inserted the tip of his dick head into her mouth.

It was big slowly she started sucking it. Uncle Shrek seemed to be enjoying it. I was watching the whole thing and I could feel the same wetness in me. I pulled down my shorts and my panty and started slowly stroking myself.

I could see that Riya had finally managed to swallow half of his dick in her mouth. He then slowly unhooked her bra and threw it away. His tongue was now licking only the tip of her nipple. Riya was dying in pleasure. He then shifted to the other nipple.

Then he inserted one of her breasts in his mouth and started sucking it. Riya loved it. He continued for 5 minutes till every inch of her breast was covered with his saliva. He then moved and I got to see his enormous tool. He was going to insert it inside her now.

He spread her legs wide. He then gently inserted his tool in her. A moan escaped Riya as she felt flesh inside her. She hugged him tightly with her breasts pressing on his face. Within seconds he was inside her and rocking her.

Riya lost all her control as she was taken to the world of unexplainable pleasure. He started pumping faster drilling deep inside her. I increased my fingering in rhythm to his jacking. Riya jerked confirming the first wave of orgasm hitting her.

Uncle did not stop he rocked her harder as  Riya’s grip on Uncle loosened as she hit the second orgasm .I was on the verge of orgasm and clutched the handle of the window  hard as I felt orgasm hitting me. It made me weak. Tears rolled out of Riya’s eyes as she slumped on the floor.

Uncle took out his dick and sprayed his seamen on her navel. Uncle then lay still next to Riya for some time. Even I needed some time to get back my energy. After sometime, Uncle stroked Riya’s hair and kissed her all over her face.

He then slowly sucked her lips. Riya responded by kissing back. It was around 6 am now. The entire place was becoming brighter now. I saw Riya’s naked body and Uncle Shrek’s dick in full day light. She somehow managed to get up as she knew I could wake up anytime now.

She got dressed uncle Shrek left. I ran to my bedroom. Riya came to check on me. Finding me asleep she went and slept again. We both slept till 10 am. We both were tired. I suddenly had the greatest respect towards Uncle Shrek for his mastermind.

Later that morning, Uncle Shrek visited us. He had made some sweet and he wanted us to taste it. Riya tried her best to act as if nothing had happened. I acted as if I saw nothing. The sweet was terrible. I realized it was his excuse to come upstairs.

Riya asked him to sit inside. He was eying me now. He had his luck with Riya but now it’s my turn. He was topless as usual. I tried to be polite to him and answered all his questions about my work and personal life. I told him that I had a sister and she might be visiting me for holi for 2 days.

He was eyeing me from top to bottom all the while till he left. We had a function to attend in the evening as one of our colleagues was getting married. We decided to wear saree. Riya somehow tied her saree and now it’s my turn.

There was only one safety pin in the house and Riya had used it for her saree. I was now in my petticoat and blouse. I told her to get one for me from the nearby store. She went away. I admired myself in the full length mirror.

I was 5 feet 6 inches tall and had a great figure. I looked at my breasts and they were perfect. My stomach was in shape and I admired my cute belly button. I heard the knock on the door. Come in, I said. I have not locked the door.

There was no sound of Riya for some time and I turned back to check for her. To my horror I found Uncle Shrek standing behind staring at my body. It was not Riya. I tried to cover myself with my hands. Oh don’t worry, said Uncle Shrek.

I just came to get the plate which I gave sweets in the morning. I pointed him to the kitchen. He was enjoying my navel. He did not move for some time. I have never shown myself to another man like this. Just then Riya came in. She was laughing at my situation.

Uncle Shrek explained that he came to get the plate and scared me instead. Riya then went inside to get the plate and gave it to him. I still did not remove my hands from across my body. Riya told me that there was no safety pin.

Hearing this Uncle Shrek said that he has one in his bedroom and if I am willing to search and find it I can take it. Riya told me that I should go ahead and search as she will start with her makeup. I couldn’t go to the wedding without the safety pin holding my saree.

It would be cumbersome. I slowly followed him to his house to his bedroom in my blouse and petticoat and saree in my hand. He asked me to come inside and he closed the door. I was suddenly scared. He told he did not want anyone to come inside uninvited.

I slowly followed him inside the bedroom and there was a huge double coat bed in the centre and there was a draw under the bed which opens sideways. He told me that his wife generally puts it in there. I was standing in front of him with my stomach fully exposed.

His eye was feasting on my navel. He stood in front of me as I bend to open the draw. I tried my best not to panic. I tried to search for the pin in a stack of clothes. To my horror the draw opened and it was filled with his wife’s bra and panties.

I pushed them here and there. He told me to take it out and keep it on the bed. I did as I was told. He then came behind me and stood and I was sure he was checking out my ass. Towards the end of the draw I found a small safety pin.

He was suddenly standing very close to me. I managed to move so that I could not touch him. Do you know how to wear a saree”? I asked Mr Shrek. I told him that I was still learning do you want me to help you? He asked very politely no I told him.

I help my wife to wear it when she goes out. I was confused. I did not know how to escape from there. Don’t be shy, he said. I will help you. I froze. He picked the saree from the bed. I again told him that it was ok and I need to leave. He stood right in from of the door blocking me.

Relax he said turnaround he commanded. I did so involuntarily. He stood behind me and smelled my hair. I did not have the courage to even breathe. He unfolded the saree. Catching one edge in his hand he came in front of me.

My eyes slowly looked towards in his male hardness. I felt his breath so close to me. I closed my eyes. You tie this petticoat so high”, he exclaimed. You are a young girl you must be fashionable. Saying this he undid my petticoat’s thread and I screamed ssshhh said uncle Shrek. Shut up

I will teach you to be trendy. He slowly lowered by petticoat. If he let go of the petticoat, I would be standing in front of him in my panty. I prayed to God to prevent such a thing from happening. He did not seem to stop lowering.

He bend down, his face facing my hips. His lips were so close to my navel. He then again started lowering my petticoat. He stopped lowering when my panty line came into view. You are such an old school”, he replied. I did not know what he was talking about. You are wearing your undergarment so high.

What!, he now wanted to lower my panty also saying this he inserted his hand around my hip and slowly pulled down my panty. “Let me do this properly”, he said. Saying so he let go of the petticoat and it fell down on the floor around my leg. I was in my panty.

His fingers were trying to get a grip of the panty so that he could pull it down further. I was going to faint. He let me standing there and came around me. Let me adjust your back side he said. He inserted a finger from behind inside my panty and pulled it a bit more down.

My ass crack would have been seen by him. My voice cracked as I told him that’s enough. But he was in no mood to stop. He came in front of me and he was able to see faint hair growth above my panty. I stood paralyzed. He again went behind me and smacked my ass.

He was playing with me and this panty is too tight for you, he said. It is leaving an elastic mark around your hips. He was right. I looked to see that there was deep mark running all around my hips. You should not wear this. This will hurt your delicate skin.

He ran his fingers over the mark as he made a circle around me. Hmmm. I managed to say. So you are not wearing this. Before I could think he pulled it down and the panty slid past my leg falling due to gravity all the way down to where my petticoat lay.

He stood admiring my ass and he slowly pressed it. I let out a moan. His middle finger found its way to my vagina and slowly rubbed it. I shuddered as his finger touched the pussy lip. He slowly bends down and lifted my petticoat and tied it loosely around my belly.

Go up and get yourself another panty. He pushed me lightly and I snapped back to my senses. He picked my panty lying on the floor and smelled it in front of me. I hurriedly ran upstairs and tried to find myself another panty.

Riya looked at me and asked me about the safety pin. What safety pin? I asked. She gave me a weird look. I told her to bring me the saree as I kept it there along with the safety pin. I took another panty, quickly wore it.

There was a male sound at the door and realized that Uncle Shrek has come up again with my saree in his hands. He and Riya came to my bedroom. My petticoat was loosely tied around my waist. Let’s teach this poor girl how to wear saree.

Riya was excited as she now had help. Uncle Shrek came to me. He held the saree and inserted it deep within the petticoat and he made curls and wrapped it around me. I was looking sexy by the time he finished. He really knew how to do it.

I was not able to concentrate in the wedding. I was sure I had made a mistake of accepting his advances. Now I am in deep trouble. He knew that he had us both in his grip and he will surely try to use us at his will. It was late night when we reached home.

Uncle shrek was waiting for us. He followed us to our room upstairs. Riya just fell on the sofa and I sat on the chair. Uncle shrek offered to make tea for us. I did not protest. I was thinking what plans he had for us tonight. He totally ignored me and was only talking to Riya.

He slowly stood behind her and started massaging her shoulder. He was slowly putting her to sleep. He took Riya to her bedroom and closed the door. He then went to kitchen where he had prepared tea for me. I went to the kitchen to check on him.

He gave me a glass of tea and I sipped it. He asked me to come to the terrace as it was nice there. I followed him. The mat that he and Riya had sex with in the morning still lay there. I betrayed no emotion. He suddenly came near me. He pushed my pallu aside.

He removed my tuck and undraped my saree. I was in my petticoat. He pulled the knot of the petticoat and it lay on the ground. The hooks of my blouse came apart with the same speed. There was a sense of urgency in me suddenly.

I pressed my lips on to his and started sucking his. I pulled his dhoti and he was stark naked. I pressed in organ. He released me from my panty and bra. I was hungry, hungry for sex. I took his organ in my mouth sucked it dry. His hands were exploring my boobs.

I hugged on to him like a bubblegum on a hair. I pushed him on the mat and climbed on top of him. He was smiling. I brought my vagina near his mouth and he immediately started sucking it. I turned around and started sucking his dick 3 minutes of hard sucking brought him to his knees.

He shot series of cum inside my mouth. I drank it. He stays still and I brought his finger near my pussy. He quickly started fingering me. He picked up momentum soon and I begged him to increase the speed within minutes I got my first electric current sweep through my body.

I fell on him and he then spread my legs and pushed his ready penis inside me. It was huge now. He pushed in deeper and I griped him. He thrust with such high force that at the end of it, liquids started flowing out of vagina.

My hips hurt as my vagina walls contracted. I asked him to stop. I lay still next to him. He was playing with my boobs. He slept next to me till 2 am. He woke me up and I went to my bed and put on some clothes and slept. We were late to office on Monday.

Tuesday was the day when my sister would come from hometown. Wednesday was holi. I went to pick up my sis from the bus stand. She wanted to stay with me for couple of days. It was quite late by the time she came and she slept.

I had taken 2 days off to show her around. The next day was Holi and people were coloring everyone on the roadside. My sis was only 16 years old and finished her 10th std. Riya had also taken 2 days off and went to her native.

So it was just me and my sis for few days and of course Uncle Shrek. My sister wanted to play holi desperately as dad and mom won’t allow us to do any such thing. I strictly told her to stay in the house as we did not want to get colored. We were watching TV when i heard a calling bell.

I wondered who it could be. Uncle Shrek stood topless. I was suddenly scared as my sis was there. I smiled at him. He looked inside and saw my younger sister. Though only 16, she had a great looking figure. She used to get love letters from 8th std.

Uncle Shrek had color all over him. On seeing my sis he diverted his attention towards her. I was really scared what he would do to the poor little girl. My sis was happy to see someone with so many colors on him. I introduced him as house owner.

He asked her if she did not like holi. She said yes and immediately he dragged her out to the terrace. I was shocked. As soon as we were out he took out the colors he had kept outside our door. He threw it on us. He also had two buckets of color water with him.

He asked my sis if she liked to see me get wet fully. He held me from behind and ran his hands all over my face. He also took more color in his hand. He lifted my tshirt and rubbed color on my belly. My sis was shocked. He then put me down and poured color water on my body making me we .

I was in my shorts and my tshirt was so wet. He then took a dupatta kept for drying and tied my hand on to the railing in the stairs. I tried my level best to get loose but it was tight. He then took another and tied my legs too.

My sis was so stunned but then she started laughing looking at me in this condition. That was enough for Uncle to drag her too he put color on her face. I looked at him in horror. He looked at my face. I knew what he was up to. He engulfed her from behind.

His hand was all over her now. He applied color on her face. His hand was now on her breasts moving down on to her belly. He made her lie down on the floor and poured the second bucket of water on her. She was drenched all over.

He then picked some dry color and applied it on her. She was so wet that she did not resist. With me watching he lifted her top all the way to her breasts and applied color on her soft navel. I looked at her. Holy Christ! She was enjoying it.

He then directly applied color on her breasts. He cupped both her breasts over her t shirt and mauled it. She left out a moan. That bastard was enjoying my little sister. My sis was in a pool of water lying on the floor with her t shirt up to her ribs. He then focused his attention towards me.

I was still lying on the floor. He came to me and opened a packet of color and started applying it on me. His hands slowly worked its way on to my breasts where he kept pressing it. I moaned shamelessly in front of my sis. He then lifted my t shirt and applied color all around my navel.

He then applied color all over my thighs. My sis sat up. He asked her to come near us. She did as told. He made her sit on his lap. His hands were all over inside her tshirt. I could feel his hands pressing her breasts. She closed her eyes letting him do what he pleased.

My sis was a grown up now. I looked in horror as he removed her t shirt from her body. She had a stunning figure. Her boobs were big. He slowly unclasped her bra hook from behind and pushed it aside. I have never seen my sister topless since she was a kid.

His hands were mauling her breasts pinching her, tickling her. She was moaning. His hands slid below and pulled her pant along with her underwear. She helped him with that. He pink shaved pussy was a delight to watch.

His fingers slowly crept up to her vagina and he inserted one finger in her. His other hand was playing with her boobs. He delicately dipped his finger deep in till he was satisfied. He slowly started the to and fro action. My sister was in his total control.

She was moaning loudly and he would have found the best spot. She pushed her mouth into his. Within minutes she jerked several times as she climaxed in front of me. He made her lie down. Next he came to me. I was dying to get his organ inside me.

Since my hands were tied I was at his mercy. He removed his dhoti and let his tiger spring out. He wanted me to suck it. I quickly swallowed it and started sucking it. My sis was looking at his penis with great interest on seeing this he pulled it from my mouth and brought it to her face.

She was scared at first but on seeing me do it. She immediately put it in her mouth. She liked it I guess and she started sucking it like a lollipop. It took her full 3 minutes before he shot an entire load of cum in her mouth. She tasted it and she seemed to like it. She sucked the entire content and drank it. She even licked the penis head for the last droplets.

I was still hungry for sex. He told my sis to untie me. She did so. He asked her to strip me naked. My sis removed every piece of clothing in me. He then asked her to split my leg. He then asked her to lick my vagina. My sis looked at me. There was a fire in my body and I wanted someone to quench it.

My sis inserted her face between my legs and started licking my pussy. I felt pleasure run through my legs and her tongue explored the depths of my vagina. She licked me for 5 mins nonstop. Uncle Shrek asked her to stop.

It was his time now. His cock was fully erect now within seconds his cock found its way inside me and a familiar place for it now. He rammed me nonstop for 2 to 3 minutes and I climaxed. My sis was sucking my breasts and I was fingering her pussy. We were all tired at the end. We all lay naked. It was heavenly.