My name is Sujatha and I live in Delhi with my husband. I have been married for 4 years and I still don't have a child. The reason being that my husband does not have any interest in sex or maybe because he has never been able to actually penetrate me properly. Our love making is for only 1-2 mins that too once a week, in which half of the time he tries hard to attain erection and mostly even with out the penetration he cums on me. Lot of time I had tried to scoop his cum and put it inside me but still nothing has happenned so far.
Currently I am 22, convent educated in Roorkee, but unfortunately because of the sudden and early demise of our father, I was married hurriedly by my mother in Rampur. We were told that my in-laws are a very rich, so that made my Mom to marry me off in this family. Actually my in-laws used to be rich at some time but as usual since nobody was there to take care of the vast farming land they had, everything went away as my father-in-law had started living in Rampur. Apart from my husband, there was another son who was a mentally retarded boy of 10 yrs plus there was my husband's sister who was 9 yrs old. What ever land was still there, it was taken care by the cousins of my husband, as it was side by side to there land as well. Actually I have 2 cousin brother in laws. One whose name is Ganesh is around 42 yrs of age and is still a bachelor, and the one who really takes care of my in-laws. He is the one who brings anaj from the gaon, sells the remaining fasal and gets cash. Since my father-in-law was always not very well, half of the time he used to stay in our house in Rampur. He is the one who is always helpful and actually he is the one who is taking care of my mentally retarded bro in law. He has learned lot about medicines also and can actually give injections too as my FIL required injections every other day. So all in all he was like a god to the family and for the family second only to the FIL.
But he was not god for me because right after marriage he would often give me lecherous looks and a woman knows best in this kind of scenarios. When ever I was in sasural, he used to make excuses just to touch my upper hand or my back side. Lots of time I had caught trying to sneek my tummy as well.
Now I am the kind of girl who was made for this kind of life. I had my own dreams and ambitions as a normal well eductaed girl, but as always happens in our world, I had to content with what ever came my way. I had even stopped going to my parents town as then I had to meet my friends who were also married and listening to their lifestyle, husbands and in-laws was just little too much for my ears. Well enough of this bakwas.....
It happened the year when my FIL died in summers. Both me and my husband went to home and after the 13th day my husband had to leave and join his office. It was decided that for atleast next 3 months I would stay with the family and help them get over with life since my MIL was a person who had started finding solace in pooja pat was not giving any attention to the rest of the family. My sasural was a small house with one hall, kitchen, pooja ghar, toilet and a lawn on the ground floor, plus one room on the terrace where the bathroom was on the other side of the terrace. Both my husband's sister and mentally retarded brother were living on the first floor room and my MIL asked to me stay with them so that they would get some company. Now this fellow Ganesh used to sleep on the terrace during the night since this way he was close by in case my mentally retarded brother in law gets any fits even though Ganesh used to inject him with tranquillizers each night.
It was on the third night that I suddenly woke up from a sexy dream in my sleep because of thirst. I found that my saree and blouse were in disarray and infact top 2 of my blouse buttons were undone and blouse cups where real wet. I was really puzzled because rest of the portion was real dry so it couldn't be because of sweat. My saree was up till my lower thighs and and there was wetness even on my toes. Now being a bahu in a traditional family I use to always wear saree and blouse. In the night since it was summer time, there was no need to wear bra as my blouse were never of low cleavage and saree pallu was good enogh to cover up my treasures. Any way I didn't give it much of a thought and went back to sleep after drinking water.
Next day there was some ceremony where in food is served to pandits so whole day I was working in the kitchen and by the time I went to bed I was dead tired. I didn't bother to take the evening bath and it was unusually hot day. At aroung midnight I felt wetness seeping my cunt and immediately I huddled up thinking that my periods have started pretty early. Even before I could have come out of my slumber, I felt hands all over me…cupping, fondling and caressing me intimately. That was Ganesh ji lying beside me on my bed and even my head was craddling his arms. What's this? Stop it, I say, stop it" I hissed, fighting to free myself from his embrace but he was too strong for me and somehow my inner strenght was not there. The suddden impact of my craving lust was just too much for handle at that instant. My mind was still coming out of the blow that it was something that was happenning in real and not in my dreams. But somehow I managed to bring my hands to his chest and pushed with all my strength, but again of no avail.
I think that he realized that it is a comprising situation for me I can't do anything right now but just to murmur for him to stop. Both my younger sister/brother in laws were sleeping hardly 10 feet away. He looked into my eyes as he slid his arms around my waist and tried to pull me close to him, but I managed to put my backside to him. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. He looked huge compared to my husband. As I tried to pull away from him, he reached up and gripped my hair and pulled my head back and kissed my lips as I struggled against him. He slid his tongue into my mouth as I tried to turn my head away but he held my head in place as chewed me on my lower lip.
As he broke off the kiss to look into my eyes, I was sharam ke mare pani pani and couldn't even look into his eyes. I said to me. "Ji!!!!! Aap kya kar rahe ho?" "Bhagwan ke liye aisa mat karo!!!!!" "Please stop." "Mein ek bhyata hoon." But he was like a animal at that time. He knew my precarious situation, his position at home. He pulled my head back and gripped one of my arms and held it behind my back and said to me. "Stop struggling, and listen to me, be quiet as I just want to kiss you and go." So instantly words came out of my mouth "You promise that" but instead of answereing he grinned and turned me around "I promise but I want you to kiss me hard without any hesitation." Then he leaned over and kissed me hard and slid his tongue into my mouth. He then broke off the kiss and turned me on my me back and got over me with out waring and while I was facing him, kissed me hard on the lips for the next 10 minutes. As I was gasping for breadth, I tried to took away my face from his hold, he quickly put all his weight on me pinned my arms over my head and continued the kiss. I was suddenly drowing into the world of desires, desires which were never fullfilled by my husband, but I was also feeling shame as after all he was a paraya mard, who was twice my age and that too almost of my father's age. Suddenly he stoped kissing me but kissed down my body from my blouse, over my nipples and to my navel. This was breaking all my dams and I again said "Ji......pls yeh kya kar rahen ho aap". But more than half of me wanted this more than anything else as he kissed and licked my navel. He then kissed me down on the outside of my left leg to my toes, moving slowly up and down my leg kissing and licking my leg. Since he had reached to my legs and toes, I thought maybe now he'll go away and leave me alone. I was trying to tell me that its just harmless and after all he has done so much for us, whats the harm if just wants to kiss me, perhaps he might have felt lonely and everything would be normal between us. Suddenly, I stiffened. The blood pulsed wildly in my veins and a sudden wave of heat engulfed me and threatened to overcome me. I just couldn't believe what was happening. His hands were on my buttocks, feeling them, squeezing them - he was actually caressing me back there!
I didn't know what to do. Till now I had though that I was in control. Should I order him to stop, or should I just ignore it? If I would have got angry before , then perhaps I might have intimidated him, but now he was brazen enough to touch me like that, and he might create enough noise and get violent. But on the other hand, if I just ignored him, might he not interpret that as an invitation to continue? Oh God, what should I do, I wondered wildly. His work-hardened coarse hands continued their lewd manipulation of my softly yielding ass cheeks, while he again started kissing me biting my lips and it seemed that an eternity passed in those few seconds.
Then, I could stand it no longer, it was now or never as I had myself started to loose confidence. "How dare you? How dare you lay your hands on me? You had promised that it will just be a kiss but now you've gone too far this time!" I said everything in one go panting from my exasperated speech, as it was the last chance for me to come out of it.
Suddenly me throat felt dry. I could only stare in horrified amazement at the triumphantly grinning figure of him in the dark. The enormity of the implication of his action was slowly etching itself on my disbelieving brain. "Will you please leave?" I said in a tone of quiet command, but he only edged forward, and then suddenly, grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me close to him. His other arm closed tightly around me, and I was paralyzed with fear. I decided that if I ignored him, he might get tired of his little game.
"That night when you were with your husband I saw everything and I know hows big jerk your husband is, ain't it?" He taunted. "I know inside out of your husband, I know the size of his cock and I know he good for nothing for such a beautiful and sexy woman like you." I felt a rush of nausea, Oh God help me ...he knows evrything bewteen me and my husband.
"... and I did see your pussy that night, all red and juicy and ready and I bet its never really fucked?
"Oh stop it! Stop it!" I screamed suddenly, beginning to struggle wildly, unable to take any more of me captor's leering obscenities.
I felt that same hand slip down along the curve of me waist and once more cup my buttock, squeezing it intimately in a lustful gesture. I felt totally devoid of control over my own body and mind. Something had snapped in me when I had finally realized that this man had witnessed my flop love making and now I realized his domination over me was complete. I was barely aware of his hand caressing my tummy, insinuating itself into my navel, inching slowly towards the folds of my saree. I was feeling so much shame and also his fingures were really tickling me so much on my tummy that I just let my head burry in his naked chest and my eyes were closed. He hugged and held me tight, with every inch of his body touching no my body. With other hand he was massaging my back and occasionally my butt also. I could feel his erect cock touching my stomach over my sari. Also my bladder the reason I got up was getting fuller and I started to worry about peeing. I again felt his wandering hand press against the softness of my belly and move downwards toward saree folds. Oh God, what is happening? My sari's folds were getting undone and I was in no position to put them back on. Then he pulled on my sari and pushed it to my thighs. I thought wildly, really aware for the first time that someone was taking off my saree, not even my husband had done this for me. His hand was actually inside my petticoat now and was edging down towards my now trembling vagina! I was taken aback by this and I could hear myself mumbling meekly, "Ji, please do not do this. Why are you going this far? Ji, please someone will come, I am feeling so ashamed."
He ignored my pleas, "It is late at night. No one is going to come, trust me." He raised both my hands above my head and pinned them firmly with one hand. With his other hand, he pulled on my sari till it was just a pile of cloth at my feet. Now, I was lying ther in my thin blouse and petticoat. He looked me up and down and grinned while still holding up my hands. I was so ashamed to have this rotten guy take advantage of me, but there was nothing I could do. Then he pulled on the nada holding my petticoat. Pretty soon, my petticoat was also on my thighs. "Oh God, stop it! STOP IT! !" I again hissed, struggling wildly. I couldn't let this happen - no matter what, I had to stop his lewd advances before they got any further. My startling thoughts had thrown me off balance, putting me off guard, and now, this revolting man was trying to fondle me down there! "Don;t worry, le me just touch you there and then I will stop". As his words were sinking in he took advantage of me immobility and eased his hand inside the flimsy nylon protection of me panties and slipped down to the soft, hair-covered vagina. The fingers hesitated there for a moment before slipping upwards and teasing slowly into the warm moist furrow of my pussy.
A shudder coursed through me as I felt his hard insistent fingers down between my thighs on my naked genitals. I felt powerless to move. He had forced his hand inside my panties - I had allowed things to get this far - and now, there was nothing I could do about it! I felt broken, but my mind was telling me that i am just a victim of events because its all the fault of my husband who was just not a man enogh to staisfy me.
His fingers probed and searched in my cuntal folds, exploring the smooth, slightly pulsating lips, teasing about with confident insistence. I was surprised at my own reaction to another man's hand between my legs. I knew it was partly because of me disembodiment from physical feeling, but couldn't deny that the strange fingers didn't feel bad down there.
No, it can't be! my mind screamed, it can't be happening to me! But there was no doubt now about it - I couldn't deny it. I was beginning to ENJOY his fingers in my pussy, and in spite of my
mind's horror, me traitorous body was beginning to undulate gently in time to his insistent fingers between my thighs.
He also felt a surge of triumph on sensing my submission to him. There was no denying that I was beginning to like it - he could feel a tiny, but sensuous flexing beginning inside mye trembling vagina, and my whole body was beginning to shiver in anticipatory pleasure. He had won, he had succeeded in taming this convent educated wife. Tiny words of pleasure began to erupt from my lips and I leaned more into him. I was being subjugated by the betrayal in my body, my will to resist curbed by the greater mastery of desire. His other hand was not working for the first time at me firm rounded breast, squeezing and tweaking the hard turgid nipple through
me blouse. Then, with a sudden upward movement between my legs, he ground his fingers hard into the wetly throbbing opening of my cuntal passage and wormed their stubby tips far up inside me.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhh ..." I moaned, jolted by the searing entry, tormented by the grating of his nails against me sensitive inner membrane. His fingers continued their wild rotatory plundering inside
me, and I felt weird new sensations flow through my body. Oh God ... This is better than when I did it myself... I thought helplessly in the daze of my passion, as I pressed my now hungrily pulsating clitoral bud down on the relieving hardness of his hand.
My entire crotch was a throbbing mass of aroused nerve endings, and I felt as if an uncontrollable fire had been kindled there. My clitoris felt round and hard and was pulsing strongly with the heated blood of desire, and the swollen fleshy outer lips of my hair-lined
split were moist with passion. Chills rippled through my spine which contrasted with the heat which was rising from my groin, rising up to cover me face and neck in a hot, rosy flush.
I was moaning uncontrollably now, unconscious of everything but the delicious pleasure which was seeping into every crack and crevice in my body and infusing me with a joy I hadn't experienced for a long time. I felt as if I was soaring on the wings of some magical mythical bird which was flying high and taking me to a warm heavenly place where he could deposit me in a comfortable nest where nothing or no one would ever harm me again.
And suddenly, I was there, in that unreachable nest, gliding down into a feathersoft resting place.
"Oooohhhhhhhhh ..." I chanted by pressing my mouth on his hairy sweaty chest, "I'm cumming ... oh it's so good ..." my hips were jerking in a heated rhythm, and I was smashing me vagina down onto his tiring hand in ceaseless motion, and my hotly seeping pussy juices simmered down onto his fingers and lubricated them completely as they continued to instigate new and exciting pleasure inside me. Then, finally, when the heated sensations of passion had subsided and my body was reduced to convulsive twitching, a blanketing peace came over me.
I felt too tired to get up. My bladder was now aching like anything and I was wondering how I didn't pee while I was cumming. I felt sore between my thighs, the throbbing sensation in me vagina yet to subside. As I tried to get up he caught me from behind and pulled me back on his chest. I pleaded "Please I need to pee. Let me go to bathroom". The next thing I knew he was picking me up in his strong arms. his right hand under my knees and right hand holding me from under. My upper body was bent backwards, breasts sticking out from the top of the blouse, while the night chill was playing over my naked lower body. I clung to him for support as he walked into the terrace towards the bathroom. All around there were houses where people might have been sleeping on the terrace. Instead of directly taking me to the bathroom, he went upto the boundary wall and started to lick and bit my nipples over my blouse. Finally, when I thought I couldn't hold it any more, after my relentless twitching of legs so that I can stop my bladder from bursting, he took me to the toilet and made me sit on the toilet seat.
Its alreday over 1 AM now so Part 2 some other time.
As soon as he went out of the bathroom, I sprang up and bolted the door from inside. Suddenly the gravity of what I allowed him to do with my body and mind started to sink in. My body wanted it to go to next step but my mind was telling me that whatever has happenned was not right. My body was telling me that I deserve to be loved. After all this guy has given me first orgasm but my mind was just not ready to go down to such level, because it might have some far reaching consequences, it could ruin my married life and most of it I was afraid of his cock. My mind also knew that once I again fall into his reach, I might not be able to stop him. In the meantime he came several time at the door to check me out and called me in hush tone but I kept mum. I knew he can't do anything else for the fear of all the neighbours sleeping around in near by terraces. So somehow I spent the next 2-3 hours in the bathroom till I was sure that my MIL would have got up now for his early morning poojas.
The next was Thursday and the whole day Ganesh was looking out for an opurtunity to catch me alone but I also made sure that I stayed out of his reach. But the whole day I just couldn;t concentrate on anything and even though I was not wanting it to continue, my mind was waiting for the night to come as quickly as possible. Somehow the day drifted away and as the evening started to set in I was becomg afarid as it had happenned on my first night after my marriage. The fear of unknown was haunting me. But I knew as long as my SIl was in that room I had some control over things. So after ebryone had dinner and after I cleaned up the kitchen I came upstairs, had a bath, changed into my night saree and blouse and came down as everyone was watching the Tursday night Zee moview. Incidently my last saviour, my SIL had slept on the floor while watching movie. Thsi was a golden oppurtunity for me as I also lied down adjacent to my SIl and pretended to feeling sleepy and then after sometime showed up as if sleeping thinking my MIL now won't disturb both of us as I would be saved from him atleast for today. Seeing both of sleeping on the floor, my MIL said to Ganesh ki, "Dono ladkiyan to yahin soo gayin hai, aab subah bolengi ki peet akad gayin hai jamin per sone se". Agar mein bhi soo jaon picture dekhte uhain to tum TV aur light band kar ke jana". I was laughing in my mind that now thats a spoilt fun for him. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him looking at me like a hungry animal and aftersome time he went upstairs while my MIL was still watching the movie. He came back after half an hour and said to MIL that babua (my BIL) is not sleeping peacefully today so probably it would be better if bahu sleeeps upstairs only. Hearing this meri half saans upper ki upper hi rah gayi. "Oh God! No." my mind cried out. My MIL came up to me, shook my shoulders and told me that if I am feeling sleepy than I should go upstairs as babua is alone there. I had now no choice but to walk into his trap or bed.
I was there alone upstairs for about 45 minutes. The sound of the ceiling fan was making me feel sleepy but my inside seemed like churning out. My pussy was also leaking in the anticipation. I turned over on me back starring at the ceiling when I heard TV being switched off and lights for immediately turned off signalling that my MIL is already sleeping otherwise she goes to the bathroom first and then she turns off the light. I heard footsteps coming up.
He immediately came to my bed and without utering a word hiked my saree almost all the way up to my thighs as I lay on the bed, me eyes closed. Then he bent down and kissed me lightly on my forehead, then stood back up and removed all his clothes. I was lying flat on my back with my
leg slightly bent at the knee. He then lied close to me started to kiss my neck, ears and nipples over my blouse. I was not aware of it when he eased me saree & pettticoat off me and started to tease soft wet kisses along the bottom of my foot and up the back of my calf, and I didn't feel him slip my blouse over my head. Nor did I realize what he was doing when I felt my hips being raised, and my panties being pulled down and over my hips and slid down my legs.
Slowly, he man spread my thighs apart, bending and raising the right knee to give him even easier access to my sweet young pussy flesh. Then, with quickening breath, he knelt between my ankles and stared with hungry eyes at my soft pubic hair and the wide lips of my now completely open and defenseless young cunt. It seemed as if they were a magnet pulling his face towards them. As if my cunt called out, begged to be touched, to be kissed, to be eaten. The hardness of his throbbing prick rubbed against my ankles and I thought my GOD its certainly is so huge. I could feel the warmth of his palms on my inner thighs as his hands pushed them even further apart. It was not until my smooth young legs were completely widespread that I began to regain some semblance of consciousness, and even then I was incapable of evaluating completely what was happening to me. I knew me naked body has surrendered to some stranger, that my legs were spread wide apart, that warm hands were stroking the insides of my thighs. Everything considered, it felt wonderful!
He sensed that I was beginning to wake out of my stupor. He paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt my momentarily stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked his lips as if I either knew or I didn't know what he was about to do. Either way, I was permitting him to go ahead.
Quickly then, he slithered forward until his face was just above the soft, wetly, glistening little slit between my thighs. Never before I had such a watering cunt. Slowly, as though he were savoring every second, he lowered his face... and his tongue, like the red shining penis of a dog, crept out between his teeth.
He licked once... slowly and gently his tongue moved from clitoris to anus... and I couldn't prevent an almost audible moan. His tongue retraced the wetly teasing path it had just taken, and this time I felt my inner thighs tighten and my entire pelvis slowly rise upward toward his face. Unconsciously, my vagina was responding, as he tasted the first secretions of me. The whole day my pussy, of its own, was preparing itself for love making by seeping out it swarm, slickly welcoming lubricant.
And I felt more alive than I had ever felt in me life. It was so lovely but... was wrong! I struggled suddenly to situp. "No," I hissed out, "No. You mustn't."
Instead of answering, he just drove his tongue full-length into the sweet warm depths of me, for the first time, using his nose to titillate my tiny, unconsciously pulsating clitoris.
"Aaaaagggghhhh. No, oh, God, no!"
He had learned from his yesterday experience and knew now that he must not stop until I was so aroused I could not help myelf. It was now or never. I wouldn't let him near me again if he stopped now, but if he continued and I liked it? who could say? So he tightened his arms around me thighs and buried his tongue even deeper into the quivering, heated pussy lips between my open legs.
Fear and sheer pleasure were still battling for supremacy in my tormented mind. Was it a heavenly dream or a nightmare I bounced from one feeling to the other until I was totally distraught. Everything I had ever been taught, everything I had believed in were being slowly, and oh so pleasurably eroded by the velvet tongue that licked, sucked, and caressed all at the same time. It was hateful, outrageous, sinful... beautiful.
"No... no," I whimpered, flinging my arm up against my forehead and clenching my eyes shut as if this would make everything go away.
"Stop! Oh God... Please stop!"
He replied without taking his eyes from my face with a hard tongue thrust against mye clitoris.
"Oh, Ganesh ji.. Please don't You can't do that! It's sinful!" The first time ever I took his name in front of him as if now I have th right to do so.
His tongue traced a zig-zag pattern down through my pubic curls from clitoris to anus again, then came back and speared into the seeping hole of my tiny, tightly clenched cuntal opening. Seven, eight times, in rapid succession he flicked his tongue in and out between the inner
and outer lips of my pussy, tongue-fucking me in earnest now.
I began moaning erotically as I felt powerful sensations overriding all other emotions and body functions."Oh, Ganesh.... Ganesh! Pleeeaaassseeee! Ganesh? GANHESH?'.The last was almost a shout as his teeth clamped the sensitive bud of my clitoris and began nibbling gently. "Oh, God!" I gasped, then fell back against the mattress, weakened by the intense feeling and sudden uncontrollable hunger down between my helplessly trembling legs. I made one last protest.
"Don't. It's wrong...dirty... perverted."
He looked up, his face shining with his own saliva and my excitedly flowing cuntal juices. "Stop fighting it, Bahu. You know and I know that you're enjoying what I'm doing to your wonderful pussy." The guy had the canny of still calling me Bahu.....huh..
"Please...ji.... don't talk like that... so dirty," I moaned. Listening to Bahu word from him, I again got back to realty.
"Ooooooh, but you like it, don't you, don't you meri jaan... you like my tongue in your cunt...." He lowered his chin and ran his hot hard tongue along one side of me outer layer of vulva, watching me as he did so. My face grimaced, not in disgust, but in what was obviously a
losing battle for self-control.
I was his now. This beautiful young virgin bahu was his. He could tell that my hot little pussy was in command of my body and mind now, and God!
He let his eyes feast hungrily on my cunt lips which had grown in size and color since he had begun his tongue lapping. I could feel life in those cuntlips. He continued to watch my moistening cunt now it puckered and unpuckered in sensual excitement, driving me almost mad with lust.
"Look at me, Bahu," he commanded. I lifted my head and watched, spellbound as he placed his thumbs on me vaginal opening and peeled my softly yielding pussy lips apart. The soft curl's of my pubic hairs gave way, exposing the vertical little cuntal mouth to his lust-dimmed gaze. I moaned in shame as he breathed against the sensitive lips, then expelled hot air from his throat which grazed raw nerves down there and my entire body reacted as I heard his accompanying lewd, lascivious statement: "I'm going to eat your pussy, Bahu. I'm going to tongue-fuck you, and you're gonna be in for a beautiful surprise."
I saw his face drop.. and his tongue come out to wetly probe my guilt-quivering vagina. That was the last thing I saw. With this hot wet contact between tongue and cunt, I simply was forced to let everything go. My body responded automatically, jerking convulsively, as I ground my hips into the bed in an effort to escape his long worming tongue wiggled up one side of my cunt
and down the other. A groan bubbled out of me throat. "Ooooooohhh... my God! Ganesh... please... don't..." The licking continued upon my defenseless vagina and I felt my stomach muscles ripple in wave-like undulations. I began wailing in animal-like passion as his tongue scoured my inner thighs and made one hot swipe around my clitoris before snaking in and out of my now writhing pussy. "Oh! Aaaahhh..." I panted, and Ganesh could hear my struggle to fight him off begin to ebb. He raced his tongue faster up the dilated hole between me open thighs. He used his nose to tease against the hotly throbbing little clitoris repeatedly and each nudge brought a low gasp from me.
I raised my head off the bed to look down over my full, lush breasts and this time my mind was clear enough to see it all. I saw Ganesh bobbing head framed between my widespread knees. I watched him intently, my mind a maelstrom of conflicting wants. It was wrong... but Oooooohhhhhh, it felt soooooo wonderful. Better than anything I had ever known in all me married life. The hot waves of forbidden pleasure, pervaded my entire being now as Ganesh's powerful hands released my thighs and slipped under my buttocks, cupping and squeezing the soft, yet firm
warm flesh of the hotly trembling cheeks. His tongue and mouth continued to grind further and further into the valley of my squirming defenseless cunt. I dug me shoulders back into the bed,
sucked in my stomach muscles, and raised me pelvis, making Ganesh's head bury itself even deeper. His hands pulled apart the crevice between my buttocks, and then one adventuresome finger began exploring the opening to my tiny puckered little rectum. The feel of that finger there caused me to clench me eyes tightly shut and ball me hands into fists.
It was wonderful. I had lost any trace of desire to fight him off now. I had never even suspected my body was capable of such bliss. It was lovely to be fondled and caressed, lovely to feel the warm touch of Ganesh's mouth up there between my legs.
"Ooooooohhhh God! God, I can't stand it!"
He heard the sharp gasp of delight as his hands kneaded the soft globes of my buttocks; the sound caused a surge of new lust in his already over-aroused body, and he drew my limply co-operating legs up and around his neck. Moments later, he had the satisfaction of knowing that I had voluntarily locked my ankles together behind his head in consent and cooperation. He continued to fuck me orally, using his tongue to run lewd sensuous circles around my fully erect little clitoris, nuzzling his nose back and forth as he darted his throbbing tongue deep into my pulsating pussy, feeling the soft, hair rimmed lips push against his mouth with increasing strength as my body spasmed and writhed upward in a now hungry effort to bring more and more of his mouth into contact with the wetly glistening flesh. His middle finger again sought out the tightly clenched lips of my anus, and a low moan came out from my throat as he probed teasingly the opening. Abruptly, his hot wet mouth moved down, down, all the way down where his tongue flickered like lightning against the puckered little hole.
My eyes blinked wide open as I felt the touch, felt the wild sensual pleasure surge like a seismic wave through me.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh, oooooohhh," I moaned wildly, as I wantonly used my heels to bring his head in tighter, deeper, endeavoring to fuck my rectum with his tongue. I flailed my head from side
to side as he wormed his heated tongue into that forbidden rectal opening.
"Aaaaaaggghhh... I moaned softly, then "Oooooohhh. Oooooohhhhhh...
God...
My body began to boil with the exquisite tingling of raw nerve ends as Ganesh started his voracious licking of the cuntal crevice again. I knew that further fight was useless; I didn't want to deny this intense delight he was bringing me. Suddenly, as the nerve endings of
my pussy began to vibrate, I knew I was closer than ever before to a total fulfillment I had never even guessed at. Of my own now I spread me thighs wider and raised my burning desire-ridden loins to his face. I ground my throbbing widespread cunt against his face.
My body was rapidly building up to the slow sweet agony of a climax. Never before had I been close to that release, not in all of my young life. But now, I could feel the mighty waves beginning to build up forcefully in my love-starved, hot writhing pussy. This build-up could not last much longer. Something was close, so close, so close...
Ganesh sensed that I was reaching across a previously unbridged gulf, and he wormed his middle finger deep into my saliva-moistened anus. It went in easily, the hole having been lubricated by his saliva, enlarged by his tongue. At the same moment, he began concentrating on my tiny, hotly jerking clitoris.
I writhed and twisted, babbling wild mewls of passion. I was close. Closer. This was it. Now!
It could not be denied me. "Oooooohhh... ohhhh, God! GOD!" I chanted as he screwed up into me hotly clasping young cunt harder with his tongue. I was only vaguely conscious that his hands were teasing my anus and clitoris with tingling fingers of flame, and I gasped hoarsely, walling with a breath that came more and more rapidly. His big implacable twisting tongue burrowed ever deeper into my pussy, and I could feel it trembling deeper inside me-flickering, touching,
licking everything.
Suddenly then, the massive towering storm clouds of lust in my cunt split wide open in one gigantic thunderclap.
"I'm cumming. Oh God. Don't stop. Don't ever stop! Oh! Oh! Ah! AHHHH AAIIIEEEEEEEEE!"
Ganesh's head was almost knocked off his shoulders by the violence of my pelvic thrusts as I jerked and heaved my wildly clasping pussy against his face. Finally, the tumultuous storm ended and my ravaged body settled back completely relaxed on the bed. Now I could feel the coolness of
the bed beneath me, the dampness of me forehead and loins.
Ganesh continued gently kissing and nibbling at my vaginal lips until he felt the last delicate tremors subside, then he pulled his head clear of my still hot, wet cunt. "Well?" he asked softly. "Well?" he repeated.
The only answer was a sudden welling up of tears in my eyes, and the water began streaming down both sides of me face. "I'm so ashamed," I sobbed.
He stroked me arm gently but didn't say anything in my response. He only knelt above me now, his face twisted in hungry passion. My eyes first time trailed down his broad chest and flat stomach to. the erect penis which stood out like a telephone pole from his dark curly path of pubic hairs. His hand began to stroke his cock, pulling the foreskin slowly back. God! It was so big! Far larger than I had ever imagined a man's penis would be. I was terrorized by the immensity of its girth and length. My god! How could I ever take that inside of me.
"It's my turn now, meri jaaan...," Ganesh said, watching my face fill with distress. "I'm going to fuck you, and when my cock gets all the way inside you, you're going to experience ten times the pleasure that you just now had. I'm going to fuck you."
His obscene words both frightened and excited me, but I could not tear me eyes from that
monstrous rod which he held in his hand.
"Put it in for me," he said.
"Oh, no Ganesh. Dear God... no. I can't. Please!"
"Do it," he said, softly but firmly.
I started to protest, but when I saw in his eyes his heated desire, I dropped me hand between our bodies where it encountered the red, hot throbbing immensity of his maledom. "Oh God...," I moaned, as my fingers tightened around the thick fleshy hardness. Fear welled up in me as I only then fully comprehended the enormity of his prick.
"Go on," he whispered, lowering his hips between me widespread thighs. "Put it in... right now... as easy as you like, put my hard cock in your sweet little cunt."
He dropped across me, the hardness of his mammoth cock pulsing against my soft white thighs, his face looming above me. I didn't think any more about what was happening as I guided the fleshy shaft to the drenched mouth of me pussy. The thick, bulbous head scraped electrifyingly against me cuntal lips, then pressed slightly inward, causing shivers of new unwanted pleasure to surge through my abdomen. I didn't move as I felt the pressure increase and the small, virginal cuntal opening starting to stretch. Perhaps the sensation I felt could be called pain, but it was pain
with an indescribably sweetness, so gooooood, not really pain at all.
"Oooooooooh, God. You're a tight little cunt," Ganesh breathed. "Has he ever penetrated you?"
He pushed again, and the ponderous head slowly pressed into my wet, hot opening. I was so well lubricated from his tongue fucking and on my own that he knew it would be good for me too...
And it was wonderful as I felt the full length of his hardness scraping at every hidden spot of delight within my pussy, and felt his cock head hammering at the portals of my untouched little womb. Slowly he thrust into me, inch by inch, until he just jerked his hips forward in one final thrust and his hard, hot cock roared into previously untouched territories of my most sacred,
treasure... what my religious mother had always called my most precious sanctuary.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh," I maoned loudly, as the lust-hardened pole of male flesh cut deeper into me than I could have imagined. He filled me almost to the bursting point and I could actually feel every muscular edges of his cock through the hot moistened walls of my vagina.
He lay still for a moment. As my passage became accustomed to his barbaric instrument, the whimpers of pain and protest gradually changed to little chants of pleasure. Ganesh started rotating his hips, grinding his maledom against my vagina until the mushroomed head was
beating relentlessly against my hot pulsing cervix. He rocked above me, thrusting with long, smooth motions, rising and falling, rising and falling.
I had begun moving my hips in unison with his simultaneous harmony. Already I felt tremendous jolts of pleasure arcing throughout my abdomen. Already my body was feeling more than I had
ever dreamt possible. My mouth opened and closed in wordless comments, some of them prayers for forgiveness, as shining little beads of perspiration seeped to the surface of my upper lips. My neck tendons swelled, then grew taut, with the hoarse panting of carnal joy. His giant throbbing cock buried deep inside my pulsating cunt. No longer did I think of anything, of my husband,
parents... of morals... nothing. Automatically, my body reacted and greedily sought more and more pleasure, and the obscene words boiled out of my "Oh God, oh God. Don't
stop."
Perversely, he stopped.
I found my knees clenching and unclenching around his muscular buttocks with each powerful thrust of his wonderful, life-giving cock. I reached up and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling his sweating face down toward mine, and my tongue shot deep into his mouth, in a wild semblance of oral fucking.
He jammed me with ever-increasing force as my tightly locked young vagina continued to pour out hot lubricant, lengthening his stroke, drawing his huge rod almost out of the fleshy, moisture drenched sheath, then plunging downward in quickening strokes as my cunt hungrily devoured it.
"Aaaaaaggghhh... ohhhhhh," I moaned as his cock slammed into and brushed past the cervix, gasping and coughing with each inhalation into my tortured lungs.
The wildly fucking man's sperm inflated balls slapped hard down against the nakedness of my anus. He began ramming me with increasing fury, wanting to bring me to orgasm before he
himself, came.
I screwed my tongue into his throat in unison with each new thrust that buried his burning shaft
deeper. I pulled my legs back even higher, offering him more and more of my greedy little cunt. Suddenly then again, in an effort to bring me along even faster, he slipped his hand beneath my buttocks and once again teased at the flexing hole of me tiny puckered anus.
"Aaaaggghhhh... oh, yes...!" I rotated me ass down hungrily against this new invader, pressing down with my stomach muscles as though I were trying to void something from my bowels, opening the rectum so it could accept even further the lewdly worming finger.
My first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as I felt his finger sink into my rectal passage and begin moving in and out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure, pure pleasure. I began grinding up and down on both impaling instruments, my toes flexed and splayed out, my full firm breasts heaving beneath him. Then my eyes opened wide in disbelief as I felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of my life.
Ganesh grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of my vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of my climax. Then I was screaming, "Yes... Oh God... Yes! I'm cumming again. I'm
going to... cum. Cum in me... cum in me...CUM IN ME!"
I convulsed beneath him, my mouth and cunt both sucking furiously, mye panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs, my pussy clenching and actually milking him and my asshole expanding and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger as though I were trying to pull in finger, wrist, arm.
Ganesh was caught unaware of my sudden climax, and he thrust deeper into my vagina and anus, forcing my tortured crotch even wider. He fucked into me wildly now, as if ready to explode at
any second. Then, blessed relief. He gasped as I felt the sudden surging waves of his boiling white sperm shoot with a roar through the tunnel from balls to penis, and he was instantly lost as powerful surges of his semen spewed deep into the hot dark heart of my womb, filling my hungrily contracting little belly to the bursting point. The walls of my vagina continued to work around his penis as if they were part and parcel of some milking machine, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to drain out every wonderful drop of his hotly cascading semen.
My wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, my belly still rippling from the aftermath of upheaval. Never had such bliss been experienced. I was fulfilled completely. I was
finally a woman, a warm, feeling, experiencing woman.
We lay there in quiet contentment in each other's arms for along, long time. Then Ganesh looked over at me. I had a pained expression on me face.
"What's the matter bahu," he asked, concerned, knowing full well that my mind would be going through fierce pangs of guilt about the dynamite fuck we had just enjoyed.
"I-I've never done anything like this before..." I told him. "I... I don't know...
I knew I had little control over what is to follow in days to come. Only one thing seemed certain…sex and fullfilment as I watched him hurriedly dress and going out on terrace.
Now its 2 AM so I am switching off.
Still to come, what happened when I avoided him completly on the next night. He was furious like hell with me.......my puckered hole.......
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Currently I am 22, convent educated in Roorkee, but unfortunately because of the sudden and early demise of our father, I was married hurriedly by my mother in Rampur. We were told that my in-laws are a very rich, so that made my Mom to marry me off in this family. Actually my in-laws used to be rich at some time but as usual since nobody was there to take care of the vast farming land they had, everything went away as my father-in-law had started living in Rampur. Apart from my husband, there was another son who was a mentally retarded boy of 10 yrs plus there was my husband's sister who was 9 yrs old. What ever land was still there, it was taken care by the cousins of my husband, as it was side by side to there land as well. Actually I have 2 cousin brother in laws. One whose name is Ganesh is around 42 yrs of age and is still a bachelor, and the one who really takes care of my in-laws. He is the one who brings anaj from the gaon, sells the remaining fasal and gets cash. Since my father-in-law was always not very well, half of the time he used to stay in our house in Rampur. He is the one who is always helpful and actually he is the one who is taking care of my mentally retarded bro in law. He has learned lot about medicines also and can actually give injections too as my FIL required injections every other day. So all in all he was like a god to the family and for the family second only to the FIL.
But he was not god for me because right after marriage he would often give me lecherous looks and a woman knows best in this kind of scenarios. When ever I was in sasural, he used to make excuses just to touch my upper hand or my back side. Lots of time I had caught trying to sneek my tummy as well.
Now I am the kind of girl who was made for this kind of life. I had my own dreams and ambitions as a normal well eductaed girl, but as always happens in our world, I had to content with what ever came my way. I had even stopped going to my parents town as then I had to meet my friends who were also married and listening to their lifestyle, husbands and in-laws was just little too much for my ears. Well enough of this bakwas.....
It happened the year when my FIL died in summers. Both me and my husband went to home and after the 13th day my husband had to leave and join his office. It was decided that for atleast next 3 months I would stay with the family and help them get over with life since my MIL was a person who had started finding solace in pooja pat was not giving any attention to the rest of the family. My sasural was a small house with one hall, kitchen, pooja ghar, toilet and a lawn on the ground floor, plus one room on the terrace where the bathroom was on the other side of the terrace. Both my husband's sister and mentally retarded brother were living on the first floor room and my MIL asked to me stay with them so that they would get some company. Now this fellow Ganesh used to sleep on the terrace during the night since this way he was close by in case my mentally retarded brother in law gets any fits even though Ganesh used to inject him with tranquillizers each night.
It was on the third night that I suddenly woke up from a sexy dream in my sleep because of thirst. I found that my saree and blouse were in disarray and infact top 2 of my blouse buttons were undone and blouse cups where real wet. I was really puzzled because rest of the portion was real dry so it couldn't be because of sweat. My saree was up till my lower thighs and and there was wetness even on my toes. Now being a bahu in a traditional family I use to always wear saree and blouse. In the night since it was summer time, there was no need to wear bra as my blouse were never of low cleavage and saree pallu was good enogh to cover up my treasures. Any way I didn't give it much of a thought and went back to sleep after drinking water.
Next day there was some ceremony where in food is served to pandits so whole day I was working in the kitchen and by the time I went to bed I was dead tired. I didn't bother to take the evening bath and it was unusually hot day. At aroung midnight I felt wetness seeping my cunt and immediately I huddled up thinking that my periods have started pretty early. Even before I could have come out of my slumber, I felt hands all over me…cupping, fondling and caressing me intimately. That was Ganesh ji lying beside me on my bed and even my head was craddling his arms. What's this? Stop it, I say, stop it" I hissed, fighting to free myself from his embrace but he was too strong for me and somehow my inner strenght was not there. The suddden impact of my craving lust was just too much for handle at that instant. My mind was still coming out of the blow that it was something that was happenning in real and not in my dreams. But somehow I managed to bring my hands to his chest and pushed with all my strength, but again of no avail.
I think that he realized that it is a comprising situation for me I can't do anything right now but just to murmur for him to stop. Both my younger sister/brother in laws were sleeping hardly 10 feet away. He looked into my eyes as he slid his arms around my waist and tried to pull me close to him, but I managed to put my backside to him. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. He looked huge compared to my husband. As I tried to pull away from him, he reached up and gripped my hair and pulled my head back and kissed my lips as I struggled against him. He slid his tongue into my mouth as I tried to turn my head away but he held my head in place as chewed me on my lower lip.
As he broke off the kiss to look into my eyes, I was sharam ke mare pani pani and couldn't even look into his eyes. I said to me. "Ji!!!!! Aap kya kar rahe ho?" "Bhagwan ke liye aisa mat karo!!!!!" "Please stop." "Mein ek bhyata hoon." But he was like a animal at that time. He knew my precarious situation, his position at home. He pulled my head back and gripped one of my arms and held it behind my back and said to me. "Stop struggling, and listen to me, be quiet as I just want to kiss you and go." So instantly words came out of my mouth "You promise that" but instead of answereing he grinned and turned me around "I promise but I want you to kiss me hard without any hesitation." Then he leaned over and kissed me hard and slid his tongue into my mouth. He then broke off the kiss and turned me on my me back and got over me with out waring and while I was facing him, kissed me hard on the lips for the next 10 minutes. As I was gasping for breadth, I tried to took away my face from his hold, he quickly put all his weight on me pinned my arms over my head and continued the kiss. I was suddenly drowing into the world of desires, desires which were never fullfilled by my husband, but I was also feeling shame as after all he was a paraya mard, who was twice my age and that too almost of my father's age. Suddenly he stoped kissing me but kissed down my body from my blouse, over my nipples and to my navel. This was breaking all my dams and I again said "Ji......pls yeh kya kar rahen ho aap". But more than half of me wanted this more than anything else as he kissed and licked my navel. He then kissed me down on the outside of my left leg to my toes, moving slowly up and down my leg kissing and licking my leg. Since he had reached to my legs and toes, I thought maybe now he'll go away and leave me alone. I was trying to tell me that its just harmless and after all he has done so much for us, whats the harm if just wants to kiss me, perhaps he might have felt lonely and everything would be normal between us. Suddenly, I stiffened. The blood pulsed wildly in my veins and a sudden wave of heat engulfed me and threatened to overcome me. I just couldn't believe what was happening. His hands were on my buttocks, feeling them, squeezing them - he was actually caressing me back there!
I didn't know what to do. Till now I had though that I was in control. Should I order him to stop, or should I just ignore it? If I would have got angry before , then perhaps I might have intimidated him, but now he was brazen enough to touch me like that, and he might create enough noise and get violent. But on the other hand, if I just ignored him, might he not interpret that as an invitation to continue? Oh God, what should I do, I wondered wildly. His work-hardened coarse hands continued their lewd manipulation of my softly yielding ass cheeks, while he again started kissing me biting my lips and it seemed that an eternity passed in those few seconds.
Then, I could stand it no longer, it was now or never as I had myself started to loose confidence. "How dare you? How dare you lay your hands on me? You had promised that it will just be a kiss but now you've gone too far this time!" I said everything in one go panting from my exasperated speech, as it was the last chance for me to come out of it.
Suddenly me throat felt dry. I could only stare in horrified amazement at the triumphantly grinning figure of him in the dark. The enormity of the implication of his action was slowly etching itself on my disbelieving brain. "Will you please leave?" I said in a tone of quiet command, but he only edged forward, and then suddenly, grabbed me by the wrist, pulling me close to him. His other arm closed tightly around me, and I was paralyzed with fear. I decided that if I ignored him, he might get tired of his little game.
"That night when you were with your husband I saw everything and I know hows big jerk your husband is, ain't it?" He taunted. "I know inside out of your husband, I know the size of his cock and I know he good for nothing for such a beautiful and sexy woman like you." I felt a rush of nausea, Oh God help me ...he knows evrything bewteen me and my husband.
"... and I did see your pussy that night, all red and juicy and ready and I bet its never really fucked?
"Oh stop it! Stop it!" I screamed suddenly, beginning to struggle wildly, unable to take any more of me captor's leering obscenities.
I felt that same hand slip down along the curve of me waist and once more cup my buttock, squeezing it intimately in a lustful gesture. I felt totally devoid of control over my own body and mind. Something had snapped in me when I had finally realized that this man had witnessed my flop love making and now I realized his domination over me was complete. I was barely aware of his hand caressing my tummy, insinuating itself into my navel, inching slowly towards the folds of my saree. I was feeling so much shame and also his fingures were really tickling me so much on my tummy that I just let my head burry in his naked chest and my eyes were closed. He hugged and held me tight, with every inch of his body touching no my body. With other hand he was massaging my back and occasionally my butt also. I could feel his erect cock touching my stomach over my sari. Also my bladder the reason I got up was getting fuller and I started to worry about peeing. I again felt his wandering hand press against the softness of my belly and move downwards toward saree folds. Oh God, what is happening? My sari's folds were getting undone and I was in no position to put them back on. Then he pulled on my sari and pushed it to my thighs. I thought wildly, really aware for the first time that someone was taking off my saree, not even my husband had done this for me. His hand was actually inside my petticoat now and was edging down towards my now trembling vagina! I was taken aback by this and I could hear myself mumbling meekly, "Ji, please do not do this. Why are you going this far? Ji, please someone will come, I am feeling so ashamed."
He ignored my pleas, "It is late at night. No one is going to come, trust me." He raised both my hands above my head and pinned them firmly with one hand. With his other hand, he pulled on my sari till it was just a pile of cloth at my feet. Now, I was lying ther in my thin blouse and petticoat. He looked me up and down and grinned while still holding up my hands. I was so ashamed to have this rotten guy take advantage of me, but there was nothing I could do. Then he pulled on the nada holding my petticoat. Pretty soon, my petticoat was also on my thighs. "Oh God, stop it! STOP IT! !" I again hissed, struggling wildly. I couldn't let this happen - no matter what, I had to stop his lewd advances before they got any further. My startling thoughts had thrown me off balance, putting me off guard, and now, this revolting man was trying to fondle me down there! "Don;t worry, le me just touch you there and then I will stop". As his words were sinking in he took advantage of me immobility and eased his hand inside the flimsy nylon protection of me panties and slipped down to the soft, hair-covered vagina. The fingers hesitated there for a moment before slipping upwards and teasing slowly into the warm moist furrow of my pussy.
A shudder coursed through me as I felt his hard insistent fingers down between my thighs on my naked genitals. I felt powerless to move. He had forced his hand inside my panties - I had allowed things to get this far - and now, there was nothing I could do about it! I felt broken, but my mind was telling me that i am just a victim of events because its all the fault of my husband who was just not a man enogh to staisfy me.
His fingers probed and searched in my cuntal folds, exploring the smooth, slightly pulsating lips, teasing about with confident insistence. I was surprised at my own reaction to another man's hand between my legs. I knew it was partly because of me disembodiment from physical feeling, but couldn't deny that the strange fingers didn't feel bad down there.
No, it can't be! my mind screamed, it can't be happening to me! But there was no doubt now about it - I couldn't deny it. I was beginning to ENJOY his fingers in my pussy, and in spite of my
mind's horror, me traitorous body was beginning to undulate gently in time to his insistent fingers between my thighs.
He also felt a surge of triumph on sensing my submission to him. There was no denying that I was beginning to like it - he could feel a tiny, but sensuous flexing beginning inside mye trembling vagina, and my whole body was beginning to shiver in anticipatory pleasure. He had won, he had succeeded in taming this convent educated wife. Tiny words of pleasure began to erupt from my lips and I leaned more into him. I was being subjugated by the betrayal in my body, my will to resist curbed by the greater mastery of desire. His other hand was not working for the first time at me firm rounded breast, squeezing and tweaking the hard turgid nipple through
me blouse. Then, with a sudden upward movement between my legs, he ground his fingers hard into the wetly throbbing opening of my cuntal passage and wormed their stubby tips far up inside me.
"Ooohhhhhhhhhh ..." I moaned, jolted by the searing entry, tormented by the grating of his nails against me sensitive inner membrane. His fingers continued their wild rotatory plundering inside
me, and I felt weird new sensations flow through my body. Oh God ... This is better than when I did it myself... I thought helplessly in the daze of my passion, as I pressed my now hungrily pulsating clitoral bud down on the relieving hardness of his hand.
My entire crotch was a throbbing mass of aroused nerve endings, and I felt as if an uncontrollable fire had been kindled there. My clitoris felt round and hard and was pulsing strongly with the heated blood of desire, and the swollen fleshy outer lips of my hair-lined
split were moist with passion. Chills rippled through my spine which contrasted with the heat which was rising from my groin, rising up to cover me face and neck in a hot, rosy flush.
I was moaning uncontrollably now, unconscious of everything but the delicious pleasure which was seeping into every crack and crevice in my body and infusing me with a joy I hadn't experienced for a long time. I felt as if I was soaring on the wings of some magical mythical bird which was flying high and taking me to a warm heavenly place where he could deposit me in a comfortable nest where nothing or no one would ever harm me again.
And suddenly, I was there, in that unreachable nest, gliding down into a feathersoft resting place.
"Oooohhhhhhhhh ..." I chanted by pressing my mouth on his hairy sweaty chest, "I'm cumming ... oh it's so good ..." my hips were jerking in a heated rhythm, and I was smashing me vagina down onto his tiring hand in ceaseless motion, and my hotly seeping pussy juices simmered down onto his fingers and lubricated them completely as they continued to instigate new and exciting pleasure inside me. Then, finally, when the heated sensations of passion had subsided and my body was reduced to convulsive twitching, a blanketing peace came over me.
I felt too tired to get up. My bladder was now aching like anything and I was wondering how I didn't pee while I was cumming. I felt sore between my thighs, the throbbing sensation in me vagina yet to subside. As I tried to get up he caught me from behind and pulled me back on his chest. I pleaded "Please I need to pee. Let me go to bathroom". The next thing I knew he was picking me up in his strong arms. his right hand under my knees and right hand holding me from under. My upper body was bent backwards, breasts sticking out from the top of the blouse, while the night chill was playing over my naked lower body. I clung to him for support as he walked into the terrace towards the bathroom. All around there were houses where people might have been sleeping on the terrace. Instead of directly taking me to the bathroom, he went upto the boundary wall and started to lick and bit my nipples over my blouse. Finally, when I thought I couldn't hold it any more, after my relentless twitching of legs so that I can stop my bladder from bursting, he took me to the toilet and made me sit on the toilet seat.
Its alreday over 1 AM now so Part 2 some other time.
As soon as he went out of the bathroom, I sprang up and bolted the door from inside. Suddenly the gravity of what I allowed him to do with my body and mind started to sink in. My body wanted it to go to next step but my mind was telling me that whatever has happenned was not right. My body was telling me that I deserve to be loved. After all this guy has given me first orgasm but my mind was just not ready to go down to such level, because it might have some far reaching consequences, it could ruin my married life and most of it I was afraid of his cock. My mind also knew that once I again fall into his reach, I might not be able to stop him. In the meantime he came several time at the door to check me out and called me in hush tone but I kept mum. I knew he can't do anything else for the fear of all the neighbours sleeping around in near by terraces. So somehow I spent the next 2-3 hours in the bathroom till I was sure that my MIL would have got up now for his early morning poojas.
The next was Thursday and the whole day Ganesh was looking out for an opurtunity to catch me alone but I also made sure that I stayed out of his reach. But the whole day I just couldn;t concentrate on anything and even though I was not wanting it to continue, my mind was waiting for the night to come as quickly as possible. Somehow the day drifted away and as the evening started to set in I was becomg afarid as it had happenned on my first night after my marriage. The fear of unknown was haunting me. But I knew as long as my SIl was in that room I had some control over things. So after ebryone had dinner and after I cleaned up the kitchen I came upstairs, had a bath, changed into my night saree and blouse and came down as everyone was watching the Tursday night Zee moview. Incidently my last saviour, my SIL had slept on the floor while watching movie. Thsi was a golden oppurtunity for me as I also lied down adjacent to my SIl and pretended to feeling sleepy and then after sometime showed up as if sleeping thinking my MIL now won't disturb both of us as I would be saved from him atleast for today. Seeing both of sleeping on the floor, my MIL said to Ganesh ki, "Dono ladkiyan to yahin soo gayin hai, aab subah bolengi ki peet akad gayin hai jamin per sone se". Agar mein bhi soo jaon picture dekhte uhain to tum TV aur light band kar ke jana". I was laughing in my mind that now thats a spoilt fun for him. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him looking at me like a hungry animal and aftersome time he went upstairs while my MIL was still watching the movie. He came back after half an hour and said to MIL that babua (my BIL) is not sleeping peacefully today so probably it would be better if bahu sleeeps upstairs only. Hearing this meri half saans upper ki upper hi rah gayi. "Oh God! No." my mind cried out. My MIL came up to me, shook my shoulders and told me that if I am feeling sleepy than I should go upstairs as babua is alone there. I had now no choice but to walk into his trap or bed.
I was there alone upstairs for about 45 minutes. The sound of the ceiling fan was making me feel sleepy but my inside seemed like churning out. My pussy was also leaking in the anticipation. I turned over on me back starring at the ceiling when I heard TV being switched off and lights for immediately turned off signalling that my MIL is already sleeping otherwise she goes to the bathroom first and then she turns off the light. I heard footsteps coming up.
He immediately came to my bed and without utering a word hiked my saree almost all the way up to my thighs as I lay on the bed, me eyes closed. Then he bent down and kissed me lightly on my forehead, then stood back up and removed all his clothes. I was lying flat on my back with my
leg slightly bent at the knee. He then lied close to me started to kiss my neck, ears and nipples over my blouse. I was not aware of it when he eased me saree & pettticoat off me and started to tease soft wet kisses along the bottom of my foot and up the back of my calf, and I didn't feel him slip my blouse over my head. Nor did I realize what he was doing when I felt my hips being raised, and my panties being pulled down and over my hips and slid down my legs.
Slowly, he man spread my thighs apart, bending and raising the right knee to give him even easier access to my sweet young pussy flesh. Then, with quickening breath, he knelt between my ankles and stared with hungry eyes at my soft pubic hair and the wide lips of my now completely open and defenseless young cunt. It seemed as if they were a magnet pulling his face towards them. As if my cunt called out, begged to be touched, to be kissed, to be eaten. The hardness of his throbbing prick rubbed against my ankles and I thought my GOD its certainly is so huge. I could feel the warmth of his palms on my inner thighs as his hands pushed them even further apart. It was not until my smooth young legs were completely widespread that I began to regain some semblance of consciousness, and even then I was incapable of evaluating completely what was happening to me. I knew me naked body has surrendered to some stranger, that my legs were spread wide apart, that warm hands were stroking the insides of my thighs. Everything considered, it felt wonderful!
He sensed that I was beginning to wake out of my stupor. He paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt my momentarily stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked his lips as if I either knew or I didn't know what he was about to do. Either way, I was permitting him to go ahead.
Quickly then, he slithered forward until his face was just above the soft, wetly, glistening little slit between my thighs. Never before I had such a watering cunt. Slowly, as though he were savoring every second, he lowered his face... and his tongue, like the red shining penis of a dog, crept out between his teeth.
He licked once... slowly and gently his tongue moved from clitoris to anus... and I couldn't prevent an almost audible moan. His tongue retraced the wetly teasing path it had just taken, and this time I felt my inner thighs tighten and my entire pelvis slowly rise upward toward his face. Unconsciously, my vagina was responding, as he tasted the first secretions of me. The whole day my pussy, of its own, was preparing itself for love making by seeping out it swarm, slickly welcoming lubricant.
And I felt more alive than I had ever felt in me life. It was so lovely but... was wrong! I struggled suddenly to situp. "No," I hissed out, "No. You mustn't."
Instead of answering, he just drove his tongue full-length into the sweet warm depths of me, for the first time, using his nose to titillate my tiny, unconsciously pulsating clitoris.
"Aaaaagggghhhh. No, oh, God, no!"
He had learned from his yesterday experience and knew now that he must not stop until I was so aroused I could not help myelf. It was now or never. I wouldn't let him near me again if he stopped now, but if he continued and I liked it? who could say? So he tightened his arms around me thighs and buried his tongue even deeper into the quivering, heated pussy lips between my open legs.
Fear and sheer pleasure were still battling for supremacy in my tormented mind. Was it a heavenly dream or a nightmare I bounced from one feeling to the other until I was totally distraught. Everything I had ever been taught, everything I had believed in were being slowly, and oh so pleasurably eroded by the velvet tongue that licked, sucked, and caressed all at the same time. It was hateful, outrageous, sinful... beautiful.
"No... no," I whimpered, flinging my arm up against my forehead and clenching my eyes shut as if this would make everything go away.
"Stop! Oh God... Please stop!"
He replied without taking his eyes from my face with a hard tongue thrust against mye clitoris.
"Oh, Ganesh ji.. Please don't You can't do that! It's sinful!" The first time ever I took his name in front of him as if now I have th right to do so.
His tongue traced a zig-zag pattern down through my pubic curls from clitoris to anus again, then came back and speared into the seeping hole of my tiny, tightly clenched cuntal opening. Seven, eight times, in rapid succession he flicked his tongue in and out between the inner
and outer lips of my pussy, tongue-fucking me in earnest now.
I began moaning erotically as I felt powerful sensations overriding all other emotions and body functions."Oh, Ganesh.... Ganesh! Pleeeaaassseeee! Ganesh? GANHESH?'.The last was almost a shout as his teeth clamped the sensitive bud of my clitoris and began nibbling gently. "Oh, God!" I gasped, then fell back against the mattress, weakened by the intense feeling and sudden uncontrollable hunger down between my helplessly trembling legs. I made one last protest.
"Don't. It's wrong...dirty... perverted."
He looked up, his face shining with his own saliva and my excitedly flowing cuntal juices. "Stop fighting it, Bahu. You know and I know that you're enjoying what I'm doing to your wonderful pussy." The guy had the canny of still calling me Bahu.....huh..
"Please...ji.... don't talk like that... so dirty," I moaned. Listening to Bahu word from him, I again got back to realty.
"Ooooooh, but you like it, don't you, don't you meri jaan... you like my tongue in your cunt...." He lowered his chin and ran his hot hard tongue along one side of me outer layer of vulva, watching me as he did so. My face grimaced, not in disgust, but in what was obviously a
losing battle for self-control.
I was his now. This beautiful young virgin bahu was his. He could tell that my hot little pussy was in command of my body and mind now, and God!
He let his eyes feast hungrily on my cunt lips which had grown in size and color since he had begun his tongue lapping. I could feel life in those cuntlips. He continued to watch my moistening cunt now it puckered and unpuckered in sensual excitement, driving me almost mad with lust.
"Look at me, Bahu," he commanded. I lifted my head and watched, spellbound as he placed his thumbs on me vaginal opening and peeled my softly yielding pussy lips apart. The soft curl's of my pubic hairs gave way, exposing the vertical little cuntal mouth to his lust-dimmed gaze. I moaned in shame as he breathed against the sensitive lips, then expelled hot air from his throat which grazed raw nerves down there and my entire body reacted as I heard his accompanying lewd, lascivious statement: "I'm going to eat your pussy, Bahu. I'm going to tongue-fuck you, and you're gonna be in for a beautiful surprise."
I saw his face drop.. and his tongue come out to wetly probe my guilt-quivering vagina. That was the last thing I saw. With this hot wet contact between tongue and cunt, I simply was forced to let everything go. My body responded automatically, jerking convulsively, as I ground my hips into the bed in an effort to escape his long worming tongue wiggled up one side of my cunt
and down the other. A groan bubbled out of me throat. "Ooooooohhh... my God! Ganesh... please... don't..." The licking continued upon my defenseless vagina and I felt my stomach muscles ripple in wave-like undulations. I began wailing in animal-like passion as his tongue scoured my inner thighs and made one hot swipe around my clitoris before snaking in and out of my now writhing pussy. "Oh! Aaaahhh..." I panted, and Ganesh could hear my struggle to fight him off begin to ebb. He raced his tongue faster up the dilated hole between me open thighs. He used his nose to tease against the hotly throbbing little clitoris repeatedly and each nudge brought a low gasp from me.
I raised my head off the bed to look down over my full, lush breasts and this time my mind was clear enough to see it all. I saw Ganesh bobbing head framed between my widespread knees. I watched him intently, my mind a maelstrom of conflicting wants. It was wrong... but Oooooohhhhhh, it felt soooooo wonderful. Better than anything I had ever known in all me married life. The hot waves of forbidden pleasure, pervaded my entire being now as Ganesh's powerful hands released my thighs and slipped under my buttocks, cupping and squeezing the soft, yet firm
warm flesh of the hotly trembling cheeks. His tongue and mouth continued to grind further and further into the valley of my squirming defenseless cunt. I dug me shoulders back into the bed,
sucked in my stomach muscles, and raised me pelvis, making Ganesh's head bury itself even deeper. His hands pulled apart the crevice between my buttocks, and then one adventuresome finger began exploring the opening to my tiny puckered little rectum. The feel of that finger there caused me to clench me eyes tightly shut and ball me hands into fists.
It was wonderful. I had lost any trace of desire to fight him off now. I had never even suspected my body was capable of such bliss. It was lovely to be fondled and caressed, lovely to feel the warm touch of Ganesh's mouth up there between my legs.
"Ooooooohhhh God! God, I can't stand it!"
He heard the sharp gasp of delight as his hands kneaded the soft globes of my buttocks; the sound caused a surge of new lust in his already over-aroused body, and he drew my limply co-operating legs up and around his neck. Moments later, he had the satisfaction of knowing that I had voluntarily locked my ankles together behind his head in consent and cooperation. He continued to fuck me orally, using his tongue to run lewd sensuous circles around my fully erect little clitoris, nuzzling his nose back and forth as he darted his throbbing tongue deep into my pulsating pussy, feeling the soft, hair rimmed lips push against his mouth with increasing strength as my body spasmed and writhed upward in a now hungry effort to bring more and more of his mouth into contact with the wetly glistening flesh. His middle finger again sought out the tightly clenched lips of my anus, and a low moan came out from my throat as he probed teasingly the opening. Abruptly, his hot wet mouth moved down, down, all the way down where his tongue flickered like lightning against the puckered little hole.
My eyes blinked wide open as I felt the touch, felt the wild sensual pleasure surge like a seismic wave through me.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh, oooooohhh," I moaned wildly, as I wantonly used my heels to bring his head in tighter, deeper, endeavoring to fuck my rectum with his tongue. I flailed my head from side
to side as he wormed his heated tongue into that forbidden rectal opening.
"Aaaaaaggghhh... I moaned softly, then "Oooooohhh. Oooooohhhhhh...
God...
My body began to boil with the exquisite tingling of raw nerve ends as Ganesh started his voracious licking of the cuntal crevice again. I knew that further fight was useless; I didn't want to deny this intense delight he was bringing me. Suddenly, as the nerve endings of
my pussy began to vibrate, I knew I was closer than ever before to a total fulfillment I had never even guessed at. Of my own now I spread me thighs wider and raised my burning desire-ridden loins to his face. I ground my throbbing widespread cunt against his face.
My body was rapidly building up to the slow sweet agony of a climax. Never before had I been close to that release, not in all of my young life. But now, I could feel the mighty waves beginning to build up forcefully in my love-starved, hot writhing pussy. This build-up could not last much longer. Something was close, so close, so close...
Ganesh sensed that I was reaching across a previously unbridged gulf, and he wormed his middle finger deep into my saliva-moistened anus. It went in easily, the hole having been lubricated by his saliva, enlarged by his tongue. At the same moment, he began concentrating on my tiny, hotly jerking clitoris.
I writhed and twisted, babbling wild mewls of passion. I was close. Closer. This was it. Now!
It could not be denied me. "Oooooohhh... ohhhh, God! GOD!" I chanted as he screwed up into me hotly clasping young cunt harder with his tongue. I was only vaguely conscious that his hands were teasing my anus and clitoris with tingling fingers of flame, and I gasped hoarsely, walling with a breath that came more and more rapidly. His big implacable twisting tongue burrowed ever deeper into my pussy, and I could feel it trembling deeper inside me-flickering, touching,
licking everything.
Suddenly then, the massive towering storm clouds of lust in my cunt split wide open in one gigantic thunderclap.
"I'm cumming. Oh God. Don't stop. Don't ever stop! Oh! Oh! Ah! AHHHH AAIIIEEEEEEEEE!"
Ganesh's head was almost knocked off his shoulders by the violence of my pelvic thrusts as I jerked and heaved my wildly clasping pussy against his face. Finally, the tumultuous storm ended and my ravaged body settled back completely relaxed on the bed. Now I could feel the coolness of
the bed beneath me, the dampness of me forehead and loins.
Ganesh continued gently kissing and nibbling at my vaginal lips until he felt the last delicate tremors subside, then he pulled his head clear of my still hot, wet cunt. "Well?" he asked softly. "Well?" he repeated.
The only answer was a sudden welling up of tears in my eyes, and the water began streaming down both sides of me face. "I'm so ashamed," I sobbed.
He stroked me arm gently but didn't say anything in my response. He only knelt above me now, his face twisted in hungry passion. My eyes first time trailed down his broad chest and flat stomach to. the erect penis which stood out like a telephone pole from his dark curly path of pubic hairs. His hand began to stroke his cock, pulling the foreskin slowly back. God! It was so big! Far larger than I had ever imagined a man's penis would be. I was terrorized by the immensity of its girth and length. My god! How could I ever take that inside of me.
"It's my turn now, meri jaaan...," Ganesh said, watching my face fill with distress. "I'm going to fuck you, and when my cock gets all the way inside you, you're going to experience ten times the pleasure that you just now had. I'm going to fuck you."
His obscene words both frightened and excited me, but I could not tear me eyes from that
monstrous rod which he held in his hand.
"Put it in for me," he said.
"Oh, no Ganesh. Dear God... no. I can't. Please!"
"Do it," he said, softly but firmly.
I started to protest, but when I saw in his eyes his heated desire, I dropped me hand between our bodies where it encountered the red, hot throbbing immensity of his maledom. "Oh God...," I moaned, as my fingers tightened around the thick fleshy hardness. Fear welled up in me as I only then fully comprehended the enormity of his prick.
"Go on," he whispered, lowering his hips between me widespread thighs. "Put it in... right now... as easy as you like, put my hard cock in your sweet little cunt."
He dropped across me, the hardness of his mammoth cock pulsing against my soft white thighs, his face looming above me. I didn't think any more about what was happening as I guided the fleshy shaft to the drenched mouth of me pussy. The thick, bulbous head scraped electrifyingly against me cuntal lips, then pressed slightly inward, causing shivers of new unwanted pleasure to surge through my abdomen. I didn't move as I felt the pressure increase and the small, virginal cuntal opening starting to stretch. Perhaps the sensation I felt could be called pain, but it was pain
with an indescribably sweetness, so gooooood, not really pain at all.
"Oooooooooh, God. You're a tight little cunt," Ganesh breathed. "Has he ever penetrated you?"
He pushed again, and the ponderous head slowly pressed into my wet, hot opening. I was so well lubricated from his tongue fucking and on my own that he knew it would be good for me too...
And it was wonderful as I felt the full length of his hardness scraping at every hidden spot of delight within my pussy, and felt his cock head hammering at the portals of my untouched little womb. Slowly he thrust into me, inch by inch, until he just jerked his hips forward in one final thrust and his hard, hot cock roared into previously untouched territories of my most sacred,
treasure... what my religious mother had always called my most precious sanctuary.
"Aaaaaahhhhhh," I maoned loudly, as the lust-hardened pole of male flesh cut deeper into me than I could have imagined. He filled me almost to the bursting point and I could actually feel every muscular edges of his cock through the hot moistened walls of my vagina.
He lay still for a moment. As my passage became accustomed to his barbaric instrument, the whimpers of pain and protest gradually changed to little chants of pleasure. Ganesh started rotating his hips, grinding his maledom against my vagina until the mushroomed head was
beating relentlessly against my hot pulsing cervix. He rocked above me, thrusting with long, smooth motions, rising and falling, rising and falling.
I had begun moving my hips in unison with his simultaneous harmony. Already I felt tremendous jolts of pleasure arcing throughout my abdomen. Already my body was feeling more than I had
ever dreamt possible. My mouth opened and closed in wordless comments, some of them prayers for forgiveness, as shining little beads of perspiration seeped to the surface of my upper lips. My neck tendons swelled, then grew taut, with the hoarse panting of carnal joy. His giant throbbing cock buried deep inside my pulsating cunt. No longer did I think of anything, of my husband,
parents... of morals... nothing. Automatically, my body reacted and greedily sought more and more pleasure, and the obscene words boiled out of my "Oh God, oh God. Don't
stop."
Perversely, he stopped.
I found my knees clenching and unclenching around his muscular buttocks with each powerful thrust of his wonderful, life-giving cock. I reached up and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling his sweating face down toward mine, and my tongue shot deep into his mouth, in a wild semblance of oral fucking.
He jammed me with ever-increasing force as my tightly locked young vagina continued to pour out hot lubricant, lengthening his stroke, drawing his huge rod almost out of the fleshy, moisture drenched sheath, then plunging downward in quickening strokes as my cunt hungrily devoured it.
"Aaaaaaggghhh... ohhhhhh," I moaned as his cock slammed into and brushed past the cervix, gasping and coughing with each inhalation into my tortured lungs.
The wildly fucking man's sperm inflated balls slapped hard down against the nakedness of my anus. He began ramming me with increasing fury, wanting to bring me to orgasm before he
himself, came.
I screwed my tongue into his throat in unison with each new thrust that buried his burning shaft
deeper. I pulled my legs back even higher, offering him more and more of my greedy little cunt. Suddenly then again, in an effort to bring me along even faster, he slipped his hand beneath my buttocks and once again teased at the flexing hole of me tiny puckered anus.
"Aaaaggghhhh... oh, yes...!" I rotated me ass down hungrily against this new invader, pressing down with my stomach muscles as though I were trying to void something from my bowels, opening the rectum so it could accept even further the lewdly worming finger.
My first impression was again of that same sweet pleasure pain as I felt his finger sink into my rectal passage and begin moving in and out in time with the thrusts of his penis. The pain became pleasure, pure pleasure. I began grinding up and down on both impaling instruments, my toes flexed and splayed out, my full firm breasts heaving beneath him. Then my eyes opened wide in disbelief as I felt the first beginnings of the second orgasm of my life.
Ganesh grunted and hammered even deeper as he felt the walls of my vagina seeping the warm, sticky fluid of my climax. Then I was screaming, "Yes... Oh God... Yes! I'm cumming again. I'm
going to... cum. Cum in me... cum in me...CUM IN ME!"
I convulsed beneath him, my mouth and cunt both sucking furiously, mye panting rasping breath breaking into great gasping sobs, my pussy clenching and actually milking him and my asshole expanding and contracting against his already deeply imbedded finger as though I were trying to pull in finger, wrist, arm.
Ganesh was caught unaware of my sudden climax, and he thrust deeper into my vagina and anus, forcing my tortured crotch even wider. He fucked into me wildly now, as if ready to explode at
any second. Then, blessed relief. He gasped as I felt the sudden surging waves of his boiling white sperm shoot with a roar through the tunnel from balls to penis, and he was instantly lost as powerful surges of his semen spewed deep into the hot dark heart of my womb, filling my hungrily contracting little belly to the bursting point. The walls of my vagina continued to work around his penis as if they were part and parcel of some milking machine, squeezing, massaging, clasping and unclasping to drain out every wonderful drop of his hotly cascading semen.
My wildly fucked young body suddenly fell back on to the bed, my belly still rippling from the aftermath of upheaval. Never had such bliss been experienced. I was fulfilled completely. I was
finally a woman, a warm, feeling, experiencing woman.
We lay there in quiet contentment in each other's arms for along, long time. Then Ganesh looked over at me. I had a pained expression on me face.
"What's the matter bahu," he asked, concerned, knowing full well that my mind would be going through fierce pangs of guilt about the dynamite fuck we had just enjoyed.
"I-I've never done anything like this before..." I told him. "I... I don't know...
I knew I had little control over what is to follow in days to come. Only one thing seemed certain…sex and fullfilment as I watched him hurriedly dress and going out on terrace.
Now its 2 AM so I am switching off.
Still to come, what happened when I avoided him completly on the next night. He was furious like hell with me.......my puckered hole.......
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